The Exhibition match

"Welcome everyone to the second year of Sexfighters Tournament. I'm your slut with the most Sharon Lane and with me is the always resourceful Megan Mcvan with her enforcer at her beck and call, Krimson Red!"

"Its nice to see you again Sharon. I hope things are treating you well."

"Well, not as well as they use to since Mama became the new IT girl but it could be worse."

"Yes, you could be some of the fighters in the ring tonight."

"What a good one. And speaking of the ring. I hear that we have a very special exhibition match tonight, Ms. Mcvan."

"Yes, a good friend of my, Earl Winters, The Baron of something in England, I can't remember where, is on his honeymoon with his young wife Diana."

"Aw, that's sweet."

"Not if you are these two. It seems that Diana isn't so happy about honeymooning in Seattle and now won't shut up about it. Seems she doesn't know her place in the marriage bed according to Earl. I don't agree with Earl on whose place belongs where on the bed, but I do believe that the weakest one in the marriage should submit to the strongest one. So that's where we are today as the Winters family has been known to use sexfighting to settle disputes behind lock doors for centuries. I say let this one be settle out in the open like gentle folks we upper class are."

"You hear it first folks. A marriage dispute being settled in the ring. This should be fun!"

Generic music comes on.

"And to the ring first!" Cloudy yells, "He's a baron and has a big dick. He's Earl Winters!"

Earl comes down the ramp with his somewhat pot belly covers some of his blue shorts.

"Wow!" Sharon says, "I was expecting Mr. Winters to be fit like Baron was last year. Which is ironic since he's literally a baron."

"Sharon, please don't mention Hampton ever again and as for Earl. Don't mind him. He can carry a punch and throw one too. And on a personal note has a big dick."

"Hmm, good to know."

Early raises his hands up to the people to give a lighthearted clap.

The music changes a bit.

"And his opponent." Cloudy says, "She is one of the youngest Baronesses in England. She's Diana Winters!"

Diana comes out in a lime green bikini.

She walks down the ramp looking pissed.

"Diana just turned nineteen from what I understand and seems very young to be in the ring."

"Yes, but she can work her way around the cock or pussy. Ask anyone in the clubs."

"You piece of shit!" Diana yells, "Dragging us all the way to this bloody city for your stupid hobby of painting! We could've went to Hawaii or the Caribbean for our honeymoon. But no! You want to be the next fucking Picasso! It's all bullocks"

"Listen up woman!" Earl points at Diana, "This place has wonderful scenes for my water colors. I won't have you shitting on my passion simply because you are too bloody stupid to see. We are settling this the Winters way and making you learn your place as my wife who doesn't give me no lip!"

"Bring it on, tubby!" Diana yells.

"Wow. True love, huh, Mcvan?"

"Yes, quite. Why do you think I don't marry?"

The bell rings.