Elena, the cheerful African Amazon

You look up at your opponent and recognize the nearly-naked African princess Elena. She’s smiling brightly and almost unable to stand still with excitement over her victory. As you lay there mostly unable to move, you can’t help but admire her bouncing breasts and her rippling muscles as she shakes with anticipation. She stands up straight an raises her hands into the air, cheering for herself, she places a foot on your face, signifying her dominance over your pathetic form. She reaches down and with superhuman strength, pulls you up to your feet, and your more than a little daunted by the fact that standing straight up, she’s taller then you by a few inches and considerably ripped, your also uncomfortable about the fact that she’s holding you a few inches off the ground.

“Wow, I can’t believe I won the prize! This is great.”

She’s beaming at you and leans in, giving you a deep affectionate kiss. Trying to get some answers, you desperately try to speak to your new captor.

“What prize, I have no idea what’s going.”

She looks at you slightly shocked but she quickly recovers and shakes her head.

“You’re the prize, Silly! The rule is whoever defeats you gets to do whatever they want with you for a whole hour! I just hope you won’t be too tired to fight later. You have a really long night ahead of you! I thought you’d have to be pretty tough to volunteer for this but you were pretty weak. Were you holding back so you could survive the whole night? Are you like- really strong and holding out on me? Or did you want me to win so we could play? That’s sweet but you don’t have to take a loss on purpose. I can beat you all by myself. So, which is it, are you just a weakling who didn’t know what you were getting into or are you secretly, like a super strong warrior who wants to save himself for later? Come on, tell me, tell me!”

When you don’t answer right away, she gives you a semi-playful shot to the midsection and if she wasn’t still holding you like a toy, you would have collapsed like a ton of bricks. You feel like your coughing up your internal organs and she looks visibly disappointed now.

“Awe, you’re not strong! You’re just stupid; or reckless; or stupid and reckless. And, now your mine to play with.”