A Much Needed Lesson (for daemongirl)

It had been a couple hours since Victoria’s unexpected meeting with the Hentai Champion herself, Natasha Loclear. The blonde was in desperate need of help to get over an extreme shyness that had plagued her in every one of her matches thus far in her career. And as fate would have it, she was given a chance to receive that help from arguably the best person in the entire AFW for the job! Today likely wouldn’t just erase her shyness and make the rest of her career a piece of cake, but it would be a much needed first step to getting on the right track. This was the first stroke of luck she’d had since coming to Japan, and she was going to do everything she could to make sure she made the most of it!

Natasha had told her to come by the gym in the Friction arena in her ring gear, and head to a private training room where the two could work. Victoria was in the locker room now, changing out of her jeans and shirt to put on her blue sleeveless jumpsuit and boots. Moving in front of the nearest mirror, she took several deep breaths to try to calm her nerves. “You’ve got this, Victoria. It’s just training. Nothing to worry about.” she said aloud to herself, before exiting the locker room and heading into the gym area.

She saw an open door at the end of the room and walked toward it. As she got closer, she could see her reflection in a wall of mirrors on the other end of the room she was approaching, as well as padded floors. Once she reached the door, she stepped inside and looked around. “Natasha...?” she called out, hoping to find the Frenchwoman.

After bidding Victoria adieu a couple hours earlier Natasha had gone to the AFW gym and put in an hour there, sticking mostly to the free weights but making sure to use lighter ones than usual so she wouldn't be too sore to help out Victoria later on. Afterward she went to the locker room and hopped into the shower to refresh herself, changing into the blue and gold two piece attire she typically used for her hentai matches. She arrived around twenty minutes before she had told Victoria to meet her, Natasha selecting the room at the end of the hall in the hope that no one would be using the adjoining rooms, thinking that it would put Victoria a little more at ease.

With time to kill Natasha stretched in front of the wall of mirrors, adjusting her form where it was off as she went until she went through her prematch routine without any noticeable errors. It wasn't too long though before she heard her name being called, Natasha in the middle of stretching her leg out with the assistance of a rail which ran along the mirror wall much like ballet dancers used, the french woman turning her head to find Victoria had indeed arrived.

"Oh good you're here, come on in and close the door behind you. It should have a lock on it too if you want." Natasha said sounding completely casual like the training they were about to do was simply routine. She brought her leg back down and stepped over to greet Victoria, beads of sweat rolling down along Natasha's body from her stretching. "Your wrestling gear looks great on you by the way."

As Victoria peeked around the room, she quickly found Natasha in her ring gear stretching herself out. And right away the blonde couldn’t help but notice that there was something almost erotic about the sight, even though Natasha was doing nothing other than stretching and looking at her. But then again, she was a gorgeous woman and the Hentai champion to boot. Not hard at all to see why someone like her could find a way to look good while doing the most simple of things.

“Oh, right!” Victoria quickly said as Natasha told her to close the door. Turning around, she pushed it shut and didn’t hesitate to lock it immediately after. The whole reason they’d chosen a private room was to avoid distractions from other people, after all. This already wasn’t going to be easy for Victoria as it was. The last thing she needed was someone walking in on this training session and making it even more embarrassing!

“R-really? Thanks..” she replied as Natasha complimented her attire. “I love yours too!” A part of Victoria had a feeling Natasha already knew that, or at least could’ve guessed, considering Victoria had openly told the Frenchwoman she was a fan of hers. She took a moment to look Natasha over further, noticing the little bit of sweat coating the girl’s body. “Um, so... How should we...you know, get started?” she asked a little sheepishly.

Just as she had thought Victoria might the blonde locked the door without a second thought, Natasha didn't mind if the door was locked or not but if it made Victoria happier then locked it would be. "You are too kind Victortia but thank you, a friend made this for me so I'm a little proud of it." Natasha was referring to a friend of her mother's who designed not just her wrestling gear and a lot of her clothing but was also the mother of Natasha's childhood friend Elenor. Looking over Victoria's one piece number Natasha fell in love with how the tight fabric clung to the blonde's curves like a second skin, though it did make her wonder one thing.

"One question before we start though. As tight as your suit is has anyone managed to strip you out of it? If I had to guess the most anyone has done while you wear that is rub over the top of your sex." Natasha asked what she knew was an embarrassing question for Victoria though she said it as casually as asking about the weather.

Victoria smiled as Natasha talked about her outfit, and the friend who had made it for her. “I can see why. It’s really well made. I’d be proud too if I were you.” And that wasn’t just Victoria fangirling over her favorite wrestler, either. Sure, that might’ve had a little to do with it. But she genuinely loved the attire, and especially how well it looked on Natasha. Extravagant, but not obnoxiously flashy. Revealing, yet covering enough to make all who saw it want to see more. Not to mention how well the color matched the Frenchwoman’s hair.

Once Natasha ever so casually asked her question, however, Victoria’s face again went red with embarrassment. Not just because of the question itself, but because of the thoughts it raised in her blonde head. “U-um... Actually...” her hand moved over a small zipper right at the top of the front of her jumpsuit. “Th-there was one time. In a humiliation match against Da Xia...” she didn’t continue past that, though Victoria figured she’d said enough to answer Natasha’s question.

“A-and people have also done...that...” she said, referring to what Natasha had said about people rubbing against her sex.

"Ahh I see." Was all Natasha said at first after Victoria once more turned a deep shade of crimson, her voice trailing off but she had heard enough to guess what had happened in the mentioned match. "I've actually fought Da Xia myself so I can imagine how it went. But you know if you can't talk about it it will be hard to help you get better, thats the first step." She added after a few moments of careful consideration of what to say next, deciding to be direct with her rather than lie and come back to the subject later. "I need to know what people are doing to beat you so we can work on those specifically."

Victoria almost groaned in despair at the thought of describing to her idol all the embarrassing torments she’d been forced to endure in her defeats thus far. But, it wasn’t like she didn’t understand what the Frenchwoman was saying. It did make sense. How could she possibly start to get over her shyness for that kind of intimate contact if she couldn’t even bring herself to talk about it? She couldn’t. So Victoria sighed heavily, then nodded before beginning to recount the incidents.

“Well, in the match with Da Xia, she... She stripped me down to my bra and panties...” Victoria started. It was only going to get more and more embarrassing as she talked, but this was at least a start. “But that wasn’t all. She also put me in several hold while...groping my breasts.” she continued, bringing her arm over her chest as she remembered that match. “I had a similar match with Bertriz. She kept putting me in hold after hold that just let her hands play around with my body at the same time...” That had been her debut match, and not a start she was particularly proud of.

“Then after those, I was in a couple of smother matches. One was against Anja, and the other against Cecilia. It was really hard to make myself try to do any smothering when I got the chance, and even harder to try to escape when they did it to me. I...I never stood a chance...” she said, her face remaining red with embarrassment with every word.

Natasha knew what she was asking of Victoria wouldn't be easy for her to do but it was a neccessity, the first step on the road to familiarizing herself with hentai wrestling and what would ultimately lead to her being a bigger threat in the ring. When so many matches involved at least an act or two of sexuality it could only help Victoria to be able to deal with such things, the woman had already experienced first hand what usually happened when one wasn't prepared and from what Natasha could tell Victoria was determined not to let history repeat itself. Now it was just up to her to make that a reality.

"Take your time Victoria, I know it isn't easy but its just us here so don;t be afraid to tell me anything. No judging here plus I've likely been through more embarrassing things which I would be happy to tell you about if you want." Natasha said in the hope of putting the blonde woman more at ease, their training wouldn't go smoothly if Victoria was too tense.

When she began to speak Natasha remained silent, nodding her head here and there but for the most part she just did her best to look sympathetic with the woman's ordeal. It was simple to see Victoria still remembered those matches quite vividly in her mind and Natasha felt more than ever a desire to help her become more comfortable with it all. "Thank you for sharing all that, I know it wasn't easy but its good that you did."

Natasha smiled and stepped forward, reaching out slowly to take hold of Victoria's arm, gently pulling it down so that she wasn't covering her chest with it. "So your breasts...are you embarrassed having them brought into a match? For some people its about being ashamed of their own bodies, not being comfortable with their own skin as it were, while with others its more about feeling its dirty to involve them. Which do you think it is for you?"

As painful and embarrassing as it was for Victoria to relive those memories by describing them to Natasha, the shy blonde appreciated that the Frenchwoman was taking the time to listen to her and offering to share her own experiences to help Victoria feel better about what had happened to her. She was willing to bet the number of people on the roster willing to go so far out of their way to help her like this was rather small. And the fact that of all people it was the wrestler she idolized was absolutely huge. She’d likely never be able to put to words just how much this meant to her.

When Natasha gently pulled Victoria’s arm down, the blonde momentarily tensed up, but quickly allowed it to move down as it was guided. And when she heard Natasha’s question, Victoria thought for a moment before answering. “...Well between those, I think it’s the more the latter.” she replied. “I mean, if you and I started a spar right now with simple takedowns and holds, I’m sure I could keep my head clear and focus. But it’s just... i-if they get touched or grabbed in certain ways, it.... it’s so distracting...”

Victoria didn’t want to admit that it felt good, but deep down she knew it was true. She felt fairly confident about her body, but being sexually stimulated in the middle of a fight, especially against her will, was horrifically embarrassing to her. “It...it does feel dirty. I wasn’t really active sexually before coming to AFW. I’m just not used to dealing with things like that in a fight...” She felt her arm almost instinctively trying to move back up to cover her chest, but grabbed onto her wrist with her other hand to keep it down.

The problem Victoria was having wasn't an unusual one, Natasha had run into quite a few women on the AFW roster who seemed to have similar problems judging from the footage of their matches she had watched. The first name that came to her mind was of course Heather Sunderland, her friend and former lover who Natasha had tried to help become more accustomed to sexual stimulation in the midst of a fight with mixed results. Victoria here was a second chance of sorts for the Frenchwoman, if she could help her to get over how embarrassed she got during matches when things turned sensual then Natasha would feel better about herself too.

It would be a challenge though, Victoria was understandably having trouble being so open with her considering how much she seemed to idolize Natasha, but she had to make her comfortable with her own body first. "I understand and believe me you aren't the only one, but we can and will work through it together okay?" She said with a bright smile, looking deep into the woman's eyes.

"You just have to keep in mind theres nothing wrong about using your body in a match, or using your opponent's body. And I will help you become comfortable with doing just that, you're gorgeous Victoria and have a great body for this sort of thing, trust me." Natasha's hands guided the one of Victoria's down to the Frenchwoman's breasts, giving the hand a light squeeze telling her what to do. "Now get started with me."