We will see

The crowd began to cheer, catching my attention. The announcer was about to make the introductions. Mina nodded, giving my shoulder a final pat as she stepped away, giving me room to go through the curtain when I was called.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this match is a first to three falls match! First, a blast from the past! Returning to us after an eleven year absence....from Phoenix, Arizona, Ruby Ryder!"

Told you it was bad. In my defense, I was young. Then again, one of my....special ways of getting a sexual fall from guys was riding them, so I thought it was a good name. And of course, Ruby was just so I could have an excuse to wear red whenever I could.

Coming down to the ring at a jog, I confidently climbed up the stairs to the apron and then climbed between the ropes, striding to the middle of the ring. Remembering Mina's advice about confidence, I posed, putting my arms over my head, arching my back slightly to thrust my hips back and put my ample chest on display. The response was immediate, fans cheered, I saw cell phones being pulled out. I smiled to myself. Well, that was a much needed boost to morale. I made my way to a neutral corner to wait on my opponent.

"And her opponent, a man in contention for the Rookie of the Year honor, from Los Angeles, California....Aurelius, the Gladiator!"

Like I said, it's not like the stage names got any better over time. Aside from all that though, the guy that came striding down to the ring could have been mistaken for some kind of warrior from the olden days. He was wearing some sort of leather...armor, I guess (?) but under it I could see he was shirtless. He was younger than me, Caucasian, blonde hair. Maybe in his early twenties? Mina was right about him having the height advantage. I was five foot nine, and he looked to be at least a couple of inches taller than me. The man was lithe, toned but not overly muscled. The way he moved was graceful, and dexterous. He didn't just climb into the ring, he got a running start then dove under the bottom rope, sliding across the mat on his belly, before looking up at me and making some pelvic thrusts against the mat as a way of taunting me. He revealed that the armor had some sort of break away clasp that once pulled let him peel it off before tossing it out of the ring, revealing his white wrestling trunks. The crowd, particullarly the women, went wild for him, and you could tell he was a favorite for them.

The ref would beckon us both forward to explain the rules. "Ruby, you know better than most of the people here how this match's rules work, since they're the default set from back in your day. Gladiator, do you understand them?" she asked. He nodded in return. "Alright then. Both of you know how this goes, then, but for the people at home. The first one to score three falls over their opponent wins. Not best of three, first to three. Falls happen through submission, knockout, or forcing an orgasm."

At that last part, the blonde gave me a smirk. In return, I ran my tongue over my lips at him in a slightly predatory gesture. I will admit, even in my younger days, I was a better lover than a fighter. Not I couldn't bring the pain, but it's no secret that if you checked my record, you'd see a majority of the falls I scored were through forcing my opponents to cum. So, I guess he didn't see me as a true threat just cause I wasn't known for laying someone out with a superkick or something? Still, I had smothered my share of people with my tits or ass...

"I have to admit, you certainly showed up in shape, Ruby." the Gladiator said, pulling me from my thoughts. "Now, I don't know what brought you out of retirement, but I'm not about to take it easy on you. I've got a win loss record to worry about."

"Right, Rookie of the Year and all, I heard the announcer. You must be good if you're in the running for that." I replied. "I didn't come into this asking for anyone to cut me any breaks, junior. But, I'm not a stepping stone either. If you want that win, you'll have to earn it...."

I stepped back, turning away from him with a sassy flip of my hair as he frowned. Apparently junior didn't like his new name. I went back to the corner. Now, somehow, even though all was left was seconds before the bell...I didn't feel nervous at all. All I felt was the anticipation before a sexfight. This was part of it, part of what I had been missing. With a grin I got into a ready stance....

And the bell rang.