Post by John Black on Nov 10, 2021 23:21:39 GMT -5
A Hotel Room- date unknown
[After his match against Mason Jones for his first title defense, he was in the backstage and he see’s a woman who looked like Abby Brooks the pornstar in her red dress and heels. They chopped it up a bit until she gave him a room key for the hotel, then about two hours later he opened the room door and see’s it was a penthouse suite where he stood there in amazement at the decor. He then walks to the living room to sit, and she comes out in a sheer robe with her bra and panties underneath it. She gets two glasses of the champagne for the both of them as she shits besides him.]
Refined Lady: I saw your match against Mason Jones, and I have to admit that even though he’s good in the sack, he couldn’t be good against a man like yourself.
JB: Uh… thanks… i guess, is there a reason why you invited me to your suite?
Refined Lady: Well, you see Mason invited me to the show, and I didn’t want to bother with this low brow wrestling thing. But, after I saw you in the ring, I had to know what you are packing down there.
[She then starts to feel on his legs, near his manhood and he tried to keep a poker face, but she leaned on his shoulder. He drinks his champagne, and he moves a bit from her.]
JB: Uh.. sorry lady, i’m not packing like that… I anit no pornstar like Mason is, so I got to go an—
[She grabs him by the arm as he stood up from the couch, and she managed to tower over him in her tall, translucent heels. Then he reverses her grab with a Hammerlock, and they both fall on the floor. Then he attempts to grab her leg, then notice she was getting “off” from this.]
JB: Wait a minute… you into this type of stuff?
Refined Lady: I like a man to hold me down, show me what you got… my TV Stallion!
[Then from that point, they “traded off” wrestling moves that lead into night of thrills and pleasure. Then the next morning, JB was putting on his clothes and she wakes up under the covers. JB then tries to find his rental car keys, and she had it underneath her. She jingles it, and he tries to find it but couldn’t.]
JB: Girl, I know you got my keys under there, can I have them back please?
Refined Lady: I won’t give em back, until you kiss me before you leave this suite.
[JB then sighs and he kisses her on the cheek, then she handed him his keys back and she motions him her card and money on the nightstand. He only takes the card, but not the money as he leaves her suite.]
A Rooftop- November 9th 2021
[The camera see’s JB at the rooftop in his purple metal mask, red jacket and black jeans holding his TV title on his left shoulder, over looking the busy city of Baltimore, then he looks into the cloudy skies as he speaks.]
JB: I guess being a TV champion has it’s perks, it got me on a radio show, and it got me some access to some mediocre snatch i’ve ever had to smash, I don’t judge those who are into that. Plus, I had more fun putting her in random ass submission holds then doing her, guess I am over being the Casanova slaying snatches, and just want to pass the time.
At least I got a taste of what my boy Mason Jones be dealing with on daily bases being a X-List celebrity. He had it coming, but I got nothing but love for him.
Now, i’m taking on a man named Kancer, one of Der’s tag partners and possible homie from around the way. I know he’s been around the AW scenes for a while, and I might have even encountered him somewhere in time, if not, then I guess it’s my first foray with a man like him. While he also like that dark, voodoo, creepy stuff like someone I knew whom i’ve fought prior; that does’t faze me in the slightest at all.
Kancer, I know you are the man of the dark arts and witchcraft and all that bullshit, if your partner had fallen and failed to retain his title against me and Hippoyard Dawg on Spooky clash, what makes you think you can get this belt off of me?
I can’t fault you for wanting to honor a fallen friend, and wanting to claim this belt, but you aren’t really ready to know I how I can put in work within that ring. If I had to put that pornstar chick in a Texas Cloverleaf, then you don’t know what will happen when you step with me in that ring. You might have been a big deal many moons ago, but where the hell are you know?
Who knows, or Cares?…
Kancer, you might have a fighting chance on me since you been established here, but that won’t mean shit when we soon lock up in that ring in North Carolina. These people know that I can get rowdy, and you will end up either burned alive or killed for your Witchery antics.
Whatever the case will be Kancer, just know I will make you famous within the minutes that is spared for you to be shamed by a man like myself.