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09:36 Jeremy_Young:

09:37 Jeremy_Young: i see you relaxing in the locker room and decide to come for a talk "How's your Ladies Champion Reign going?"

09:37 Jeremy_Young:

09:38 Madame_Mercy: "Pretty good so far, 1-0!"

09:39 Jeremy_Young: "1-0 is a good start" i smile

09:39 Madame_Mercy: "Mhm, 2-0 soon!" I smirk

09:41 Jeremy_Young: "Yeah, also defeating the granny is a big improvement" i'm kidding you

09:41 Madame_Mercy: "Not my fault there's no competition.."

09:42 Jeremy_Young: Of course, for someone who should be aiming for the OPCW world title, it's a shame to have to settle for the Ladies title.

09:43 Madame_Mercy: You never know. Maybe I'll be the first to carry two titles around my waist..

09:45 Jeremy_Young: "I think someone has done it before, but it was probably a long time ago." I look at you and shake my head. "You've changed. I remember a strong, ambitious woman, not one who was content to take on little girls and old ladies. The strongest female wrestlers compete for other belts; the Ladies' title is coveted by the OPCW rejects."

09:46 Jeremy_Young:

09:47 Madame_Mercy: "Oh yeah? What titles do you have? Hm?"

09:49 Jeremy_Young: "We're not talking about me here, but about you and your ambitions. I won't settle for a title that determines who's the best among a few. I always aim to be the best of all. If I don't succeed, never mind, I'll try again. But I won't settle. You can, Mrs. 'comfort zone champion.'"

09:49 Jeremy_Young:

09:52 Madame_Mercy: "You'd be lucky to take ANY title. But you're simply not good enough. Meanwhile I'm just a show away from carrying two gold bands around my waist.."

09:53 Jeremy_Young: Really? What are you talking about?

09:53 Madame_Mercy: After the world title match, I'm challenging the winner title for title. And then you'll understand just how superior i am.

09:54 Jeremy_Young: You're only the champion of the losers, that's what you are!

09:55 Jeremy_Young:

09:55 Madame_Mercy: *Smacks your hand*

09:56 Madame_Mercy: "You wanna know what a loser looks like? Here, come here and let me show you.."

10:01 Jeremy_Young: "With pleasure" I start close to you as I see you're standing on your feet "But maybe it's not the right place"

10:01 Jeremy_Young:

10:02 Madame_Mercy: "Why? Scared of getting shoved into a locker, little boy?"

10:04 Jeremy_Young: I'm not scared at all, but I want to make it a little more "official"

10:06 Madame_Mercy: I smirk, and giggle.

10:06 Madame_Mercy: "Sure, scaredy-cat. Make sure everyone knows how much better I am.."

10:09 Jeremy_Young: I smile, "I'd ask you to put your title on the line, but oops... it's only for women!"

10:11 Madame_Mercy: "Exactly, so you can challenge for it anytime!" I giggle

10:20 Jeremy_Young: Your words hit my pride and I don't way anything else, but quickly raise my knee to hit your stomach "Here's just a preview"

10:20 Jeremy_Young:

10:26 Madame_Mercy: Standing tall, holding my hips with confidence when my guts are suddenly crushed with your quick-launching knee! "Bwooough!" My eyes wide, gasping and doubling right over with one hand across my stomach.

10:34 Jeremy_Young: You bend over after my knee. I grab the voluminous blonde hair at the nape of your neck and pull you to slam your face into a locker.

10:34 Jeremy_Young:

10:39 Madame_Mercy: Your fingers find my hair, holding tight and cocking my head back before the metal lockers. "Aaaagggh... N-Noo!!- NNNGH!" My face bounces right off the locker, eyes spinning as my feet stagger and nearly trip on each other.

10:42 Jeremy_Young: You're with your chest against the locker and I look very shaken. I want to teach you a lesson. I lift my right foot and with the sole of my shoe I hit you between the shoulder blades to make your face hit the iron locker again.

10:51 Madame_Mercy: Hobbling around the locker-room, reaching to rub my eyes from the daze of that slam when from out of nowhere, your foot shoots up and stomps right into my middle back. "GNOOOUGH!" And I'm launched face and tits first right into the metal wall of lockers! My arms spread, almost attached to the metal.

11:10 Jeremy_Young: I grab your head with both hands and pull you back so you arch. Then I drop my ass to the floor, legs apart, to slam your back and neck into the floor with one of my signature moves, "Backhead Slam."

11:10 Jeremy_Young:

11:16 Madame_Mercy: Yanked back as you pull on my hair, forcing me into a painful bridged stretch. "AAOW.. N-NO.." I scream out, panicking but after you'd just plastered face into the lockers. You drop back, sending me smashing down, crushing the base of my skull into the hard floor. "NNNGH!" My whole body rebounds up, leaving me a mess as my thighs and tits jiggle. My eyes clench from the pain, almost paralyzed as I could barely move any part of my body without it causing total agony.

11:21 Jeremy_Young:

11:23 Jeremy_Young: "This wasn't what I wanted, but I hope the lesson helps." I stand up and look at you. I grab a marker from a bag and take your belt. I change the letters between L and S. LADIES becomes LOSERS. Your belt now says LOSERS CHAMPION.

11:27 Jeremy_Young:

11:41 Madame_Mercy: Laid out, barely seeing straight as you totally disrespect my new belt. I was furious, but there was nothing I could do to stop you. My head had felt like it were just run over by a semi. "Nnnggh... F-fuck... Y-you.." I quietly mutter, heaving as I pass out over the cold locker-room floor.

11:50 Jeremy_Young:

11:50 Jeremy_Young: I look at you, throw you the belt and then leave the locker room