Boss Bitch complains

"Take the shades off, or we have nothing to say." Tanya McVan said coldly.

Boss Bitch sighed, then took off her sunglasses. Her right eye was heavily blackened from Sheana's strike.

"McVan, this can't stand." she said.

Tanya raised one eyebrow. Her body twitched. She had Roxy the Pro underneath her desk eating her out. Roxy actually wasn't being punished - she'd asked Tanya for permission to go a round with Juan, and was now earning the privilege. And Roxy could do amazing things with that tongue stud...

"...Miss McVan, this can't stand" Boss Bitch finally said.

"What, Cammy, is different about Sheana taking Bambi than the number of times you've taken, oh, the Study Buddies, or Susan, off to wherever it is you shoot for your magazine without their permission?"

"You could say it's the same thing, but then you'd be saying to the girls in the locker room that you favor the good girls. This doesn't happen this way. It can't be tolerated."

"Hmm..." Tanya pulled on Roxy's hair to signal her to ease up a bit. Roxy did as ordered, kissing Tanya's lower lips and her inner thighs, breathing on her clit with short puffs of air. "Well, I suppose the least we can do is bring Sheana and her trainer up here to talk it over. Theresa, would you?"

Theresa nodded and left.

Cammy stared coldly at Tanya. "You're not going to share any of that, are you?" she asked, pointing under the desk.

"Wasn't planning on it."

Boss Bitch had to work at not gritting her teeth in anger. As humiliating as it was asking Tanya to lay down the lawn when she'd come to the league trying to take it over... but she wanted Bambi back. And even on the off chance she was a match for Sheana, she wasn't about to risk going into the good girls locker room to try and retrieve her. The good girls were... well, when the cameras were off, some of them weren't really that good.

"And you're not even going to offer me a drink?"

Tanya smiled coldly. "There's a water fountain outside."

Before Boss Bitch had to think of a comeback, the office doors opened up, and Theresa walked in...

...without Bambi.

And astonishingly, the middle aged muscle girl, who was normally very stern and kind of quiet, looked spooked.

"You didn't get her?" Tanya was angry.

"Miss McVan, let me explain. I've got all the wrestling experience of every wrestler in the world, ever. I could probably take any four girls, one per limb, in this league, and beat them all at the same time."

"So why didn't you just get Bambi?"

"Because all that training did not teach me what to do when I get threatened with a fucking SPEAR."

"Wow." Tanya shook her head, slightly impressed for some reason. "I'll send Ninjette, then. She can tranquilize Sheana from a distance."

"Wait."

Everyone fell silent as Elizabeth walked into the room. Even though she was the least intimidating of Tanya's bodyguards, she had a certain...presence... that could bring a room of people to attention.

"If Sheana wants to keep Bambi that badly, I think she should be allowed to. Controversy, people that shake up the order, are what sells. This is why Big Mama made such an initial impression, and why Sheana herself is so popular. If Sheana wants the little girl enough that she's willing to stand up to Theresa - which everyone in the locker room knows is completely hopeless - we can make use of this. Boss Bitch can of course be compensated for the loss of her secretary."

"What makes Sheana so special?" Boss Bitch angrily demanded.

In response, Elizabeth took up the keyboard to Tanya's computer, and quickly set it up to display the same things the videocameras did. Scrolling through several other images of the girls in all stages of debauchery, she came to one of Sheana.

Sheana was sitting with Bambi's head in her lap. Bambi stretched out on a massage bed, and Sheana was stroking her hair. All the other good girls were giving them a wide berth.

"It's not Sheana. When in the history of the league have you seen anything like this, Cammy? I call it opportunity."