Mariya

“...Mariya! You’ve gotta see her!” Sasha sings out, as she shows you pictures.

Asian; short, black, wavy hair; quite a sweet-looking face but one you can tell has a serious streak when needed. Maybe just a touch shorter than average but looks more than strong enough to combat any height disadvantage.

“Ooooh, I’ll ‘ave Mariya... sorry" you apologize instantly.

Sasha just glares at you for a few moments before sighing. “Leave the jokes to me, you’ve got a match to prepare for.”

“I said sorry!” you laugh, “But you’re right. When do I face her?”

“Whenever the pair of you both want to.” Sasha answers. “Now, it says she won’t be free until tomorrow, which is fine, because you could probably do with the rest.” She hands you some loungewear, which you put on almost without thinking.

“But I feel fine! Good, even, thanks to that shower!” you reply.

“Now that may be true, but you’ll feel even better with a good rest. Remember, you did cum – hard – multiple times today.” Sasha finishes with a smirk.

Blushing, you relent. “F-fine, you’ve made your point...”. You aren’t even sure why you were bothering to argue to begin with, it’s not like it would change things.

“Good girl~” she teases, making you blush even further. “I’ll look at getting it set up for tomorrow if you’d like?”

“S-sounds good.” You stumble out.

“Okay doke, I’ll get it set up! Now you go get some rest, you’ve earned it.” Sasha gestures towards the exit as she gives you a kiss.

“Will do... thanks Sasha” you can’t help but smile back at her. “See you tomorrow~” you wave as you exit, making your way back to your room and your bed, where you fall asleep before your head has even hit the pillow.