steps in on Vicky's "human turnbuckle fight"

Vicky waited in the ring, some hardcore metal music blaring as she tapped her whip in her hand.

Each of the corners of the ring had one of Vicky?s favorite slaves tied to them, wrists and feet bounce as their bodies covered the rubber padding. Jake, a lean middle-aged man, and Olive, a trampy blonde with perfectly round tits, marked opposite corners, cringing already for any incoming impact. Tom, a muscular black man, and Dottie, a chubby milf, unwillingly guarded the other two.

?I?d like to take tonight to reveal my latest stroke of genius in the field of ****. These insignificant toys will act as participants in my ?human turbuckle match.? The fighters can use and **** the corner slaves however they want, but victory only comes when one of them is freed and the loser is tied there in their place.?

Vicky motioned widely at her masterpiece of a modified ring. ?Any takers??