You are victorious!

“.....JOHN!!!”

Your head perks up with a look of almost boyish glee as the referee raises your hand in victory, earning the ire of Kayla but the collective praise of the entire arena.

Grinning from corner to corner, you triumphantly pump your fists up into the air and climb up the nearest turnbuckle to pose as the thousands in attendance chant your name.

Flashing your fans an appreciative grin, you continue to pose as the announcer proudly proclaims, “He went through hell, took everything Kayla threw at him and then some, but at the end of the day, you can’t deny that John earned this win, and he’s most certainly earned the ‘privileges’ that come along with it.”

Tonight was a good night.

However, as you turn back to the ring where Kayla remains standing with a sour look on her face, you then realize that it’s about to get better.

Jumping down, you confidently saunter up to the black woman, who stares at you with as dignified an expression as anyone who’s about to get sexually dominated before an arena of thousands.

You could tell that, at that moment, she hated you more than anyone else in the ECL, but at the end of the day…

“A deal’s a deal,” she tells you bitterly, wearing an irritable scowl on her beautiful face. “You beat me, fair and square. And…” You could tell how much she hated the next words coming out of her mouth, “I am a woman of my word.”

Nodding in appreciation, you gave her playful pat on her shoulder. “Well, like you said, a deal’s a deal. So…”

Looking her in the eye, a cocky grin finds its way on your face as you say something you’d been waiting all match to say. “Get on your knees, bitch.”

And, albeit very reluctantly, she did just that.

The only question now is...