From One Thing to Another

"Wow..." Charlene blurted as she looked around Chiharu's living room while the girl closed the door behind her.

It was quite a sight. The blonde did guess that Chiharu might be an upper class citizen, but it's still impressive to see all of that. Charlene wondered if she would be able to live in a place like this someday. It might be too big for her alone, but who knew. Her fantasy was short lived as Chiharu patted her back, eliciting a soft gasp from Charlene who glanced back and smiled nervously.

"I-I'll be fine!" she replied. "I think..."

Charlene seemed to be impressed by Chiharuâ€s quarters. The Japanese woman was glad that her blonde acquaintance was so easily impressed. She anticipated that Charlene would be even more in awe of what she would see in Chiharuâ€s basement. Chiharu laughed as Charlene made a small jump at the touch on her back.

“Oh, Iâ€m sure youâ€ll be fine,” Chiharu reassured her guest, as she would lead the blonde further inside so that they werenâ€t just standing in the entryway. “So, do you want to go straight to the lesson on my wrestling style? Or do you want to get a little more comfortable first? Iâ€ll let you decide what it is weâ€re going to do first…”

"Um... I think I'm good to start," Charlene gave a little nod to Chiharu.

Not that she's in a hurry or anything, but the blonde's curiosity and excitement made her decided that the sooner she started would be the better. Still glancing around her surrounding while being led further by Chiharu, the blonde felt like it should be fine since her tussling around with the other girl would be done in soft style. She still suspected that it could be something she's not unfamiliar with, but strengthened her resolve to go through this exercise.

"Do you have, like, a personal gym or something here?" she asked out of curiosity.

Charleneâ€s question was pretty on the nose, and it made Chiharu laugh. “I do have…something of that nature,” Chiharu explained to her guest, as she let Charlene take in the first floor of the house for a few more seconds before she would move the two of them towards the big, heavy wooden door which, while not entirely out of place in the home, was certainly prominent—much more prominent than the doors to the hall closet and the bathroom which were not too far from it.

“My personal space is down here. Actually, Iâ€ve had a couple of wrestlers down here before, although Iâ€ve been bringing women down here ever since I moved into this house, well before I signed my contract with AFW.” She grabbed the doorknob and pulled it open, revealing the dark stairway leading downwards into the basement. She would head down first, letting Charlene follow at her own pace. “Come on down whenever youâ€re ready, Char-san. Donâ€t be nervous.”

Charlene couldn't help but to raise an eyebrow at Chiharu's reply. That sounded somewhat suspicious, but she shook off the thought for the time being. When they arrived at the big wooden door, the blonde became even more intrigued. It felt like there's a different world beyond the door. A thought that was strengthened when she saw the stairway that led to a dark place, possibly a basement.

"I see... Are they friends...? Or just some random person you happen to meet like me?" she asked before walking down the steps carefully, staying close to Chiharu. "W-well this is kinda... uh, creepy..."

Chiharu thought for a moment on how she could describe all of her sexual conquests to Charlene. She finally settled on: “They were mostly women who I met here or there. Some in bars, some at the gym, some at restaurants where I was working—sometimes patrons and sometimes coworkers. Iâ€ve had all kinds of women over, including some, like you, who Iâ€m sure had reservations about trying this sort of thing…but, thankfully, they trusted me, and they had an experience which was nothing short of transcendent, Char-san.”

They descended into the darkness. It was never completely dark, but it was dark enough to leave it difficult to see. “Creepy? Iâ€m sorry. I donâ€t mean it to be creepy. Itâ€ll get lighter again in a few more steps. Just hold on, Char-san…”

And, indeed, the lights down in the basement would appear in front of them, and the two of them would emerge into Chiharuâ€s sex dungeon. A few wrestling mats were spread out in the middle of the room. Lining the brick walls were sex machines of every shape, size, and use. Spanking machines, bondage crosses, vibrating horses, queening stools…everything one could imagine and more. More than could be used in a single night. Over to one side were a number of cabinets, and one could easily imagine what was held inside them…

"Wow... sounds like your life is a blast..." Charlene said with a genuine impressed look on her face. "Ah! Don't mind me, I'm jut not used to it..."

It did get lighter as they descended to the dungeon. Charlene's eyes widened at the sight. It's like an underground fighting dungeon she saw in movies! Then as her eyes traveled to the other side of the place, she froze. T-those are... She blinked her eyes a few times, but it didn't seem like she was seeing things.

Her heart racing instantly. Those stuffs could just be something Chiharu stored here along with her wrestling equipment, but it didn't really make sense. Could it be that the girl planned to use those on her? Numerous images flooded her mind and her cheeks blushed deeply, before she slowly turned around to look at Chiharu nervously.

"Um, t-those are..." the blonde gulped, unable to finish her sentence.

Charlene seemed to understand what the machines lining the walls of Chiharuâ€s dungeon were. Honestly, those were the main attraction, what Chiharu had created this dungeon to house. The wrestling mats were a new addition, added just two weeks earlier in order to better accommodate other wrestlers, and to make a space truly dedicated to wrestling so that she would more easily be able to host matches here at her home.

She looked over to Charlene, finding that the blonde girl was already staring at her, obviously a little unnerved by the sight of the sex machines lining the walls of the dungeon. Chiharu would smile a reassuring smile, hoping that her guest would be able to overcome her obvious nervousness. “It is a softer style of wrestling…you must be familiar with hentai matches, right, Char-san?”

The moment she heard the phrase "hentai match" from Chiharu's lips, Charlene gulped. She had her suspicions, and it turned out that she was right. The blonde's cheeks remained red as she looked at the other girl, as if she wanted to deny that she's familiar with it, but also knew that it's going to be found out within seconds.

Even if none of her matches had the label "hentai" on them, Charlene had her shares of experience in that kind of wrestling, mostly being the unwilling participant who was molested by other girls. She never even returned the favor to them, at least that's what she remembered.

"Ugh... I... I do..." she averted her eyes from Chiharu's. "Don't tell me..."

Charlene didnâ€t seem to be a fan of hentai matches. Though she did seem to be familiar with them. Chiharu hadnâ€t been sure whether or not her companion would have heard of them before. She seemed very innocent, very sheltered.

As the blonde averted her gaze, Chiharu would take a step closer, not touching the other woman again just yet, but keeping herself within armâ€s reach of the European wrestler. “I take it youâ€ve never really done hentai wrestling, have you, Char-san?” She sighed. “A lot of the time it can be pretty scary for someone like you, I imagine…honestly, some of the hentai matches I see I wouldnâ€t want to participate in. They turn me on, but things just seem off about them.” She would wave her hand at all of her sexual devices. “I make very little distinction between sex and wrestling. What I do to my opponents down here is pretty much the same as what I do to the women I bring back here from bars and restaurants…itâ€s not like the matches that happen in the ring.”