The doctor works quickly

Dr Humpalot closed the door behind her.

"I don't know if you can really understand me right now Karen, but this is going to be for your own good." She picked up a straightjacket, and slid it under the blanket covering Mama Luv. "You're likely to come up fighting, if this even works. So let's see your arm, and get you secured so no one gets hurt." She quickly slid the sleeve down Karen's arm. Karen didn't try to shake it off, maybe because she didn't know what was happening. It was easy to get the other arm in the jacket, and then she tied the arms on the loosest setting. "And now the tricky part."

She took a glass, filled it with cold water, drank a sip, and then threw the rest of the water in Mama Luv's face.

"GAH!" Karen coughed, then tried to reach up to her face, and couldn't. "What the hell? Where - what...?"

"You're safe here, Karen. You lost a sexfight rather badly, and you... short circuited a bit. This is Dr. Humpalot's office, and I'm not working for Tanya McVan in this. You're wearing a straightjacket, but I'll take it off as soon as I know you're calm."

"I..."

Dr. Humpalot soaked a washcloth in cool water, and then began wiping down Karen's thighs, removing the half-dried cum and soothing where she'd been slapped.

"It's been several years since you lost that badly, hasn't it? It's no wonder that you lost it a little bit, especially since the younger Misses McVan was involved. Karen, I believe this is a symptom of a condition I call Broken Amazon Syndrome."

"Broken... Amazon Syndrome?"

"Yes. When a proud and powerful woman becomes so successful that her personal identity becomes dependent on her continued success loses that success, it creates a potentially personality altering identity crisis. I'd love to study the effects, although it's very difficult to get a chance, but there have been so many examples of this here in the SWF." Dr. Humpalot gently rolled Karen over, then draped a towel soaked in water across her ass.

"Your daughter in law, Rochelle, is one of the best examples. Before she met Casey, she was an upper midcarder and everyone thought she was soon to be a main eventer. However, since Cassie is so relentlessly dominant, Rochelle not only fails to resist her, but fails to resist people she should be able to beat easily. But there are others. Melissa should be one of the best in this league, and when we brought out her submissive side, it turned out she actually was. But her loss to Tara before she ever got here broke something, and now she carries bags for girls she should be able to beat two on one. And speaking of Tara, she's a fascinating case - her loss to The Amazon could have turned her the same way it did Melissa, but instead Amazon encouraged her to be her old self most of the time, and submissive to her alone. Your very own sister can't beat you because she's internalized never being able to beat you, even though she knows all the same Luv family secret sexfighting moves that you do, and is athletic enough to do the high flying moves you don't dare even attempt. The point is, it can happen to anyone. And I don't know if it can be cured, but you, Karen, are the first person I'll actually have had a chance to try to cure."

Karen sighed.

"Don't bother. Even if Tanya stayed out of it I could never beat Cassie. She's better at me at everything I'm good at, and she..."

A tear trickled down her cheek.

"She fucked me better than anyone ever did before."

"There's always someone better, Karen." Heather changed the towel for a new one. "Let's move on from Cassie for the time being, though. Can you tell me how long ago you won your first World Title?"

"It was... thirteen years ago."

"Indeed. And do you remember who you beat?"

"The Alpha Bitch. I'll never forget her..."

"Indeed. She'd be hard to forget, wouldn't she? How many times did she beat you before you finally beat her?"

"I... don't remember.... but it was a lot."

"Roll over, Karen." Heather took her tablet out. "I want to remind you of something. This is an old Titty Slam poster from seventeen years ago. You were 23 and you'd just earned a title shot. Look."

Karen looked at the picture Heather had found. Her 23 year old self and The Alpha Bitch were standing facing each other in fight poses. Karen was a couple inches shorter, and her hair was a paler shade of blonde, she really reminded herself of Bambi the Secretary in the picture. She was wearing a farmgirl outfit, overalls with the legs cut into a thong. Her huge tits were only covered by the shoulder straps, and the straps pressed them in. The Alpha Bitch was 6 foot 3 and dressed in biker leather, tanned, toned and oiled, with an obvious bulge in her tiny black leather shorts. She was fondling it with one hand and flexing the other arm, while young Karen had her fists up.

"You didn't do very well in that first match." Heather switched pictures. Young Karen was on her knees, her hands submissively behind her back, licking Alpha Bitch's strapon. "But here's what happened four years later."

It was a slideshow of some of the high points of the match. In the first image, Karen had Alpha Bitch twisted into an octopus stretch and was pulling off her top. In the next one, Karen had the bigger stronger woman (who was now naked except for her thong, Karen was still "fully" dressed in a cornflower blue bikini) completely immobilized in a back mount. She was grinding on Alpha Bitch's ass, her tongue was in her ear. In the next one, she had Alpha Bitch in a crucifix hold, and she had 4 fingers in her cunt. The mat was wet. In the next, Alpha Bitch was wearing her strapon, but she was sitting in Karen's lap with Karen's own strapon up her pussy. Karen had her in a sleeper hold. Karen was naked except for the World Title, which was buckled around her waist. The Alpha Bitch was bent over in front of her She was still wearing her strapon, but it was just flopping pointlessly as Karen fucked her ass. And in the last image, Karen was raising the World Title triumphantly over her head. Alpha Bitch was on her knees, Karen's foot was on the back of her head, forcing her to suck her own strapon.

"That was your first World Title, and the Alpha Bitch never showed her face in the SWF again."

"I'd forgotten what a rush that was..." Karen rubbed her thighs together. "Can you take the straightjacket off? I think I'll be okay now."

"No, I'm afraid I can't. The slightest bit of resistance or aggression from anyone else could re-trigger your submissive side. You need a good night's rest, and to make sure you don't go anywhere and get in trouble, I need to tie you up."

"Won't that...?"

"Shhhshhhshhh..." Dr. Humpalot pressed an ether soaked cloth over Karen's face, and she passed out.