Coup D'etat!

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An unfamiliar theme began to blast over the speakers of the Friction arena, and seconds later out walked a girl equally unknown to the audience, holding a collar and leash in her hand. Glad in a white top with matching shorts, boots, gloves and a hat, the green haired newcomer marched down the aisle and straight over to the announcers’ table. She snatched up a microphone, then rolled under the bottom rope to enter the ring before pushing back up to her feet.

With a scowl on her face, she lifted the mic to her lips and spoke. “Alright, listen up you worthless dickheads! I’ve heard there’s some German skank running things around here. Well guess what?!” she said, turning to glare down at the entranceway. “That’s about to change! Lukretia Von Who-Gives-A-Shit, I’m Candice Brooks, and I’m the boss now! Got a problem with that? Then get your ugly ass out here and fight me!” she said, then held up the collar and leash.

“Collar match! P.O.W! Right here, right now! I’m going to enjoy making you my bitch!” And with that she threw her mic aside and waited to see if Lukretia would accept her challenge. This definitely wasn't a typical way for anyone to approach their first day on the job, though nothing about Candice's demeanor was any indication that she cared in the slightest.

There was a long silence after Candice's rather riotous introduction speech and ensuing challenge. The crowd was rather shocked and were surprised when Lukretia's music didn't immediately hit. However, after almost a full minute of waiting, a familiar theme began to start up. Despite Candice's words, the crowd still booed frantically when the General Manager finally made her entrance to the ring.

Instead of one of her usual stunning red dresses, Lukretia was clad in her old ring attire. A bodice like top with garter belts and stockings, all black with red trim and a pair of knee high wrestling boots laced up with red. She strode down the ramp with a microphone in one hand and a scowl on her lips. Once her bright, blue eyes focused on Candice, they never left, even as she slipped into the ring.

Once she was inside, she stepped up to Candice. "Fraulein." The German said. "I know ve did not meet vhen you first joined but I assure you zat I saw your papervork. I certainly know who you are I just zhought zhat..." She paused. "You vere not vorth my personal time." Lukretia smirked.

"However, it seems you do have somezhing zhat is quite interesting to me." The German domme began to slip around Candice, sizing the slightly taller girl up like a slab of beef. "I do admire your boldness. Vanting to challenge me in your very firstmatch vith such ... compromising stipulations." She was finally back to facing Candice once more. "It vould be a big opportunity for you if you von, ja?" She asked.

"But... vhat if you lose?" Lukretia tilted her head. "I am not interested in velpen hunde who only know how to squeal und vhine." Lukretia shook her head. "Me, touching you, suring ze match, vill be zeonly time I vill put meine hands upon you. Once I am finished making an example out of you, I vill let meine maids do vith you as zhey like."

Lukretia turned around and slipped to her corner, nodding to the referee, time keeper and ring announcer before beginning her stretch.

Collar Match
Victory Condition: Whoever puts the collar on her opponent wins the match. Loser becomes the winner's prisoner.

Candice crossed her arms, scowled and tapped the toe of her boot on the mat impatiently. What was taking her so long? It was soon starting to seem like Lukretia wasn’t even going to bother showing up! The loudmoth newcomer started growling under her breath, and was just about to get her microphone to start complaining when her boss finally arrived!

She grinned, only to then look around at the crowd with a confused expression when they started booing. That particular sound was one she was used to, but she wasn’t used to it being directed at someone other than her. Candice wasn’t really sure what to think or how to feel about that, though she quickly dismissed the thought and refocused on the task at hand.

As Lukretia entered the ring, Candice got a good look at her for the first time. Absolutely gorgeous, even she’d have to admit. Though that just made her even more excited about the idea of making her boss her bitch to use as she liked. Lukretia, however, seemed rather confident events would unfold rather differently. Listening to the woman as she spoke, remaining still as she circled her, Candice’s expression transformed from one of smug arrogance to one of utter annoyance.

“Bitch, you’re the one who’s going to be made an example of tonight!” she spat back, clenching her hands into tight fists. And as soon as the bell rang, Candice threw her hat aside and took off in a mad dash straight at Lukretia, attempting to clothesline the German domme while she was still in her corner!

Lukretia merely smirked at Candice as she berated her and flaunted her victory. The German domme tilted her head and crossed her arms at the greenette's words. Even as the bell rang, Lukretia watched, out of the corner of her eye, Candice charging at her. She didn't even flinch. She waited until Candice was close. Then, she pivoted and threw her elbo out, hoping that Candice would run right into it.

If Lukretia noticed her coming, it didn’t seem she was in any hurry to move. Maybe that just meant Candice had been smart and attacked before the confident domme could even prepare herself!

Or...not.

“Agh!” Candice cried out as Lukuretia’s elbow lashed out and caught her right in the head! The blow stopped her right in her tracks, and she stumbled and tripped back to fall on the mat. “FUCK!” she cursed out, while her boots kicked against the mat and her hands rested over the aching spot on her head.

As Candice faltered and flopped to her butt, Lukretia simply shrugged. She stepped out from the corner and reached for two handfuls of Candice's hair and then tried to drag her towards the center of the ring. "I vonder vhat kind of example you vill make of me, fraulein?" Lukretia asked rather casually as she tugged on the unruly green hair of her opponent, disrespecting her as she tried to pull her painfully to the middle of the ring.

“Ngh! Son of a-- AGHH!!” Candice cried out as Lukretia grabbed her by the hair and started to drag her around! “I’ll show you as soon as I get up now--GAH! LET GO OF MY HAIR!” she barked out, kicking and flailing in futile attempts to squirm free from Lukretia’s grasp. For all her tough talk moments ago, things didn’t seem to be panning out too well for the bold rookie so far!

The smaller woman seemed to carry around Candice like a giant walking a puppy. She heaved the greenette to the canvas with a sharp snapemare and then drove her knee into the girl's back. Lukretia would then try and wrap her fingers around Candice's chin to try and bend her back against the knee she just used to drive into the girl's back.

"Please, Fraulein." Lukretia purred. "Make an example of me."

For all her struggling, it didn’t serve Candice a bit of good. She was easily dragged around by her hair, yanked up, and flipped over onto her rear. Embarrassing as it was to be thrown around with such ease, that was somewhat overshadowed by the pain of the chinlock her boss moved to apply next.

“Aghh!!” The green haired Brit grunted, pawing at Lukretia’s hands while kicking about uselessly with her legs. In a desperate move - though certainly not something she was above, Candice tried to push her foe’s fingers further up, hoping to bite on them to make her let go!

Lukretia smirked as she elicited a sexy grunt of pain from Candice. She kneaded her knee into the greenette's back and pulled up on the chinlock, feeling Candice trying to force her off. Lukretia's fingers were budged a bit until she felt them pressing into the girl's soft lips, only to realize at the last moment what was about to happen.

"Hnnghh!"

Lukretia recoiled instantly as her fingers were bit and stepped away. She waved her hand in the air in front of her and when the referee stepped in to scold Candice and threaten a DQ, Lukretia held up her hand with the bite marks still in them. "Nein!" She shouted. "Let her do as she liked." Lukretia said. Considering she was the General Manager, the referee could only obey.

"I like your spirit, Fraulein." Lukretia purred. "Do as you like. You vill have to."