Come On Over

Chloe didn’t really come with the intention to really flex on Sin or to show off…but it somehow ended that way.

She didn’t think many people would take much liking into hearing about her past, although this isn’t something that she talks about surprisingly, despite most of the details in her story being public. Most likely Sin doesn’t pay much attention to the fight scene in countries that isn’t just Korea. So this would be something that would have her enthralled, no doubt. She had been paying attention so far and even if there were some doubts that the Korean had, Chloe could just as easily quash them. It wasn’t as if she had much to hide anyways. Only that it did cause problems with her family after that whole event blew over.

It wasn’t as if she sought for the title that was tacked on as a sweetener. But to win it that kind of way, she considered it to be one of the greatest victories, having dealt with a group that legitimately caused problems within her league. Chloe half expected the similarities of one Lukretia to come in…that is if Sin actually knows who she really is.

Turns out Sin actually wants proof. And there wasn’t really a moment of hesitation to think about it. “Scott?” She called out, scooting up towards the edge of the bed and taking the linen to cover most of her body. A head would pass through the crook of the double doors, Chloe beckoning him over with a finger. Soon, he would enter. Tall, but not too tall like the ones Sin had seen, stood around 6’2, at best had 275lbs on him. Short raven hair, looked like a bodybuilder. Scott stood over Chloe as she sat on the edge of the bed. Her index finger pointed down. No words from him but he would soon knelt down before her before kissing at her foot. He already knew what Chloe could have wanted really. As he soon began his work, Chloe looked behind her shoulder to Sin, as if silently asking if the Korean really had any other doubts.

Chloe called her bluff. Wow. That was a new feeling.

Sin looked as she called - no, summoned - one of her goons into the room. A big one, nice and bulky, packed with solid muscle. She couldn’t tell how skilled his was in a fight, but with a physique like that, you almost didn’t need to know how to fight - 99% of the planet wouldn’t be dumb enough to try and take you on, anyway. Nobody wanted to get ragdolled by the hulk.

That made it all the more striking when he, with only a little prodding, kneeled down and started licking at Chloe’s toes like it was the most natural thing in the world. It probably was, for him at least. Just licking away, not the least bit of shame. Impressive? Yeah. Point more than made.

”Okay, okay, I’m a believer.” Even she could only take incredulity so far, and she respected that Chloe backed up her talk. She slid her way back on the bed, not bothering to cover herself up as she laid next to Chloe, and extended her foot out as well, putting it right beside the one that Scott was working on. ”Mind if I get a hit, too? No harm in sharing your toys, right?”

It was a standard thing indeed, and all of them knew what Chloe would mostly want, that being the more common and had since been something of a regular thing for them. Chloe purred, she taught him well and Scott knew that there's a guest here too. Gotta do a better job.

Chloe paid no attention to him as he does his work, Sin was quick to believe her as soon as that was confirmed. The ex-commissioner was one to back up her talk. And again, she had nothing to hid. Not much to brag either, those were her trophies, her victims, memorable to be of some use. Not just for security of course.

"Least you get to see it with your own two eyes." She watched as Sin slid up the bed , laying next to her and apparently wanting a share too. Who was she to deny her? "Not at all. Sharing is caring, after all." Her toes slid out from his mouth before smacking him at the cheek with her wet foot, pointing at the one next to it. "Be a good dog and clean for my guest." Looking up, Scott soon got what Chloe wanted and he would begin working on the other foot offered to her.

Sure enough, Scott obeyed like a good little bitch, coming in to lick her toes without a single complaint. Just another set of toes to put in his mouth, after all. Not that big of a deal. Another day at the office.

”Heh.”

She’d never had her feet worshipped like this - at least, not from someone who was semi-willing about it. So, this was a new sensation, and one she rather enjoyed. It was definitely something she could get used to, but she couldn’t see any avenues to make it a real thing. There were POW matches, yeah, but management probably wouldn’t be stupid enough to let her do those often enough, and the liability waivers wouldn’t let her have all the fun she wanted, anyway. She really lacked the clout to truly enjoy herself in the AFW, not the way she wanted to, but now that she had Chloe about…

Ideas. Yes, ideas.

”Speaking of sharing.” Sin brought her other foot up and rubbed it in Scott’s face, giving him a light slap with the bottom of her sole. ”Tell me - what’s your angle in the AFW? What do you want?”

For most, it's not the sort of thing one would be use to unless you live it always. For Chloe it's a reality she brought to life with her own hands.

Or feet rather.

A reality that had Sin finding out newer things like kids at Wonka's Chocolate Factory. Chloe wouldn't blame her though. Ownership matches and it's less humiliating brother POW matches were quite difficult to pull up, unless if you're Chloe and know which strings to pull in order to make it happen. It's perhaps no surprise that most of her workers are from other organizations before she came to AFW, different leagues, finding delicious targets to bring for her personal uses. It was quite easy to goad guys like Scott, who's doing a pretty good job tending to Sin's feet, ones that underestimate her. That is until they end up splayed at her feet.

Not a yelp came from Scott from the light sole slap, getting some good sniffs here and there. The ex-commissioner probably saw that question coming and she didn't really need to think about it. "What do I want?" Chloe mused before turning her head to Sin. "Perhaps to take over this league, take it to newer heights and have every single wrestler and fighter here fight only for my amusement. That and to make them bow and kiss my feet." A beat would pass, not saying much and giving a serious expression...that is until it was hard to keep it without laughing.

"Oh, no no. I was just kidding. Honestly I have no aspirations in going for General Manager or Commissioner or Owner any time soon. That would require me to give up on fighting and honestly, I've been having way too much fun in the ring than just sitting at a desk, booking and lots of paperwork." Her strong legs crossed over one another, hands on either side of her body. "My family have been in the wrestling business for a long time. Longer than you would believe. But they were always ones that worked behind the scenes, never in the frontlines, they created the business, but never got into any action. And I found that boring. So dull. I actually love being in the ring. I love conquering and humiliating others in combat and I'm not getting that by being a commissioner. So I'm gonna have as much fun as I can, bringing as many women into absolute submission and just do whatever I want. And I will."

In Sin’s experience, life was a game, and the way you won was by figuring people out. Everyone wanted something. Money, power, sex, love, stability, fun. A better body, a better home, a better partner, a better job. Everything they did in life was towards getting what they wanted, and if you figured out what they craved, got the answer they were looking for, well...you were in.

Sin wasn’t complicated: she wanted to break men. Women. Everybody. She got the impression that Chloe might be thinking along similar lines, so she was curious to see just how well they lined up. If they were singing the same tune.

She wasn’t disappointed.

”As much fun as you can, huh?” Sin rolled that statement around for a moment, as her foot continued to get the fine treatment. Deciding to be a little more aggressive with it, she used her other foot to grasp the back of his head and pull it forward, forcing her toes further into his gullet. A little more, a little more, stretching those lips out, getting some good covering, threatening to trigger the gag reflex. She kept cool as she choked him, as if his ability to breath was the furthest thing on her mind. Which it was.

”That’s fine. Nothing wrong with that. But doing this, our little fun in the ring, having a slave like this…” She twirled some hair around her finger as a lazy smile began to slide across her face. ”It kind of gets me thinking. We both have fun, yeah. But maybe we could have more fun together, you know? Pooling resources.”

Chloe assumed as much that Sin was indeed a very simple woman. Straight like an arrow perhaps, from what she had seen from her approach to things, her recorded matches and the questions she has been asking. Whereas with Chloe, there was a lot more to her than meets the eye. Someone with that kind of background that Chloe had, one would assume that she came here for something. Domination. Control. The chance to be the next big power in the AFW. However, as she had pointed out, she would have to give up something that she had grown to love. To enjoy. Having both never ends well, as the many examples of failed general managers and commissioners can attest to. You can’t have a cake and eat it two.

But the ex-commissioner was straightforward in her reasons for coming here and she wanted to bring no doubt to the Korean that it wasn’t subterfuge. It was unbecoming of a woman her status but she always felt different from her family. They preferred to hide behind the table while Chloe enjoyed breaking and beating her opponents, taking a practical approach. Sin seemed quite happy that they are indeed thinking along similar lines.

Which brings into the Korean expressing another thought to the American, which brought a deep thought inwardly, not paying much attention to Scott as he’s currently getting Sin’s foot shoved deep down his gullet, doing a better job of handling it than most in his position, giving a few muffled grunts as the other foot of Sin kept him from backing out. But he didn’t do much in terms of struggling or resisting, only looking up at the Korean domme as she paid no attention to him, wondering if she had a shred of mercy in her as oxygen was starting to become a problem for the big lad. For Chloe, an eyebrow was raised with intrigue. “Like a partnership?” If that is what Sin was going for when she came out with that idea. An idea that sounded nice, they certainly thought the same thing, both love to have fun, and with them teaming up against the annoying referee, this was certainly an interesting offer.

“Hmm…that does sound like a lovely offer.” She mused as she looked towards Sin. “Though what might you be able to bring to this relationship? What resources do you have? And what do you want to get out of this?” Might as well start from there.

Sin had to admit - inwardly - that she was damn impressed with Stevie-Boy’s performance, here. Or at least impressed with how well Chloe had trained the fucker. Most of the time, when people really couldn’t breath, when you were choking the life out of them, it didn’t matter if they were obedient or not, or even if they liked it. The body was pretty good at picking up the slack when it came to self preservation, and they’d start to fight it, whether they wanted to or not. Maybe not much of a fight, mind you, but a fight.

But not Steve, not him, oh no. He was a good little bitch all the way. Oh, he clearly was not liking it, she could tell that from the pained look on his face and those poor, pleading eyes. Begging for mercy. Clearly not knowing who he was fucking with - or who was fucking with him.

Sin did give him the reprieve he was craving, though, pulling her foot clean out of his mouth with only a thin line of saliva to connect them. It must have come as a relief, a blessing...but it would be a short one, because she would immediately make matters worse. Reaching forward, she grabbed his head, stuffed it in between her legs, and crossed them in a figure-four position, crushing his skull while she rammed his face deep between her legs. ”There...you...go.”

Now, on to business. Chloe asked a good question, after all.

”Aside from sex on tap? Can never hurt to have backup, right?” She had to bite her lip to keep from going too overboard, as she ground up against his face with punishing thrusts. ”Sooner or later, you’re going to piss someone off that’ll have a friend. Then it’ll be two on one, unless you have a little ace up your sleeve. I’m in the same boat. We’re good, yeah, but when the numbers game comes up, being ‘good’ only gets you so far, right?”

She laid back and closed her eyes, sighing as her thighs bulged. ”Just call me your little insurance policy.”

Chloe did indeed have time in training the big fucker, same goes to all of her workers, Scott accommodating for Sin’s foot and she still sought to go further. This was a guest however, he better be on his best behaviour too, lest Chloe applies more punishment to him. And he can’t have that. He knew his place in this world. The mantra would replay in his mind as Sin’s cruel foot shoved down further and further. Breathing was becoming a problem. The pain in his jaw grows as it is spread much further. But he didn’t do anything, not putting much of a fight. The only way this was going to stop is if Sin wanted to. It was just secondary to Sin’s enjoyment.

Luckily for him, Sin pulled the foot out of his mouth, letting him pant hard, taking some gasps of air while he rocks his jaw a bit. Not broken. That was at least something. He could find some relief. A reprieve. Which is when Sin took it away and just brought his head right into the thighs of Sin. Which is where the ballet and taekwondo-trained thighs came into play and the power that came with it, muscles grew and bulged right on his head. A few grunts here and there, but would be muffled thanks to Sin’s bare pussy on his lips. His large hands gripping the muscle that is crushing at his head. Even he knew that trying to pry them apart wouldn’t be an easy task. Very hard mind you.

“Backup, huh?” Chloe wondered what she meant by that and Sin clarified further. Truth be told, having someone to watch your back is very useful, especially the kind of habitat that is AFW where there are many women that don’t have the best intentions. Though that’s pretty much the reason as to why she has bodyguards, so that sort of situation can be stopped without her having to lift a finger. But there were some situations where having a large man may not serve her well enough. That incident with Juno…that is one that couldn’t be repeated again.

“Mmmm.” Chloe smiled as her foot reached towards the other bulge that is hardening under his pants stroking it as if coaxing him to do well and he might get a reward. “Not bad. Not bad at all. Of course, the “ace up my sleeve” would be my bodyguards. Which is why I bring them with me. But there are some things where a problem needs a woman’s touch. And you are good. Pretty good. So how about I propose this?” The ex-commissioner turned her head to face the Korean, looking down at her bulging legs and then at her face. “You help me out…and I can help you with your problems. Getting you out of that suspension is nothing for me. Aside from us fucking whenever we want, we can spar as much as we want. Perhaps you might beat me. Or you could just get beat down to the ground. A lot. Who knows?” Soon the erotic touch of her foot stroking his member soon turned into a hard stomp right where it hurts, Scott letting out a loud moan right into Sin’s pussy while Chloe grinds it under her barefoot. Yet the upper body didn’t betray much, as if she didn’t really care. Which she doesn’t. “What do you say?”

Possessing two of the strongest legs in the league, Sin was a natural when it came to scissors, a fact that had to come to the surprise of absolutely no one. Oh, she didn’t often use such moves in the ring, but that was just because she preferred to keep things upright and striking, sticking to the style she’d come to the dance. Using her Tae Kwon Do to batter an enemy about the ring was simply more satisfying in the long run. She liked things quick and fluid, did her bes work when she was dancing, and grounding down people with submissions was just not her style.

But that didn’t mean she wasn’t good at it, just that it was a matter of preference and style. Something she was willing to wager that Steve would happily agree with. If his mouth wasn’t full of pussy at the moment, anyway.

She threw her hips from side to side, snapping his neck this way and that, making this all as uncomfortable as she could for the man, bending him into obscene angles. She was having fun enough with that, cranking him away while Chloe explained her thoughts at the proposal, but the woman had to go and make things even better - he hadn’t been quiet before, but her foot on his balls made him that much louder, giving her more vibrations to enjoy. Sin let out a long, lewd sigh, reveling in the sensations, and bucked forward to mash into his face, savoring every second of the blissful contactk.

Yeah. This, she could definitely make into a regular thing.

When Chloe asked her question, she already knew what the answer would be, but decided not to answer it in the customary way - instead, she reached out and pulled the blonde in for a wet kiss, slipping her tongue and rooting about for a heated embrace. Her legs swelled and she poured on with a debilitating pressure, almost enough to crack bones - she was willing to bet that Steven wouldn’t be awake for much longer. Just as well, though, because she fancied having a bit more private time with Chloe, and he didn’t have to be involved for that.