The Mad House of Abs

Fallon's lips had been near everywhere since dinner but thankfully most of it had been on the two most receptive parts of the Queen, her face and belly with the two staying close the entire way. It had been a long time since Kyoko had been like this with Fallon but seeing the look of pure joy on her face when Kyoko showed her the gear made it impossible to resist, and on the couch Fallon seemed willing to go further than she was in public..until she heard running water. She had forgotten the worst part about sharing this place, while Amy had mercifully been mostly staying with Chelsea or out whenever Fallon showed up Kyoko knew eventually her luck would run out. She just wished that on a day like this it hadn't been the case, and Fallon was not willing to overlook the fact that someone else was here even though Kyoko really wanted to for once.

"Fuck...she must of won her match.." Kyoko said shaking her head, dammit Odessa, she thought if anyone would beat Amy black and blue it would be a former World title contender. Amy never stayed here after a loss she didn't want to hear any snide remarks from Kyoko when they happened so if she fought Odessa that means Amy no doubt had some bragging of her own to do. "Okay so...you remember that girl I mentioned from college...the one who was the big bully...well she works for AFW...and she's kinda my roomate." Kyoko said sheepishly, she had told Fallon the story but Fallon never put together that Amy Evans of AFW was the same Amy of her college days, mostly because Kyoko had been really vague about it...I mean how do you tell someone a story like that and not have them think your crazy for being her roommate and tag partner when she's still a bitch?

Fallon probably should have had enough information to figure out that Kyoko's college Amy was a current AFW wrestler. She might have been able to deduce that Kyoko had a roommate, too, based on the presence of some shirts which weren't Kyoko's size and which, more critically, would have covered up her belly. In her defense, they had not been together all that long, and when she had the opportunity to visit Kyoko her mind was usually on...other things.

Like she was now. "Oh..." Fallon sighed, her brain having to make a couple extra leaps to recognition from her state of heightened arousal. "That's...kinda weird."

The gears turned in her head as she tried to decide what to do next. The running water meant that the woman was in the bath, or the shower, and if she had just gotten back from a match this was probably going to be a very long, warm soak. "You think that we still have time to do, uh, y'know..." Fallon brushed her hand down Kyoko's abs again, very slowly, starting high enough for her fingers to touch the underside of her girlfriend's chest, then going down to rub across the front of Kyoko's pants.

But a soft knock from the bathroom startled her. It was probably just Amy shifting around in the tub or shower. Probably. "Or, like...what do you think?"

Kyoko was at least glad that Fallon was too...occupied mentally to fully process what she was saying or this might have been a longer conversation. Instead it was just something that they talked about before Fallon really wanted to move on to the more fun things, with Kyoko feeling really excited when her hands ran across her belly "We should have time, Amy...usually doesn't chill in the living room past this point and she likes to relax in the shower...wasteful punk..." Kyoko said bitterly reminded about her water bill but when she heard a knock Kyoko had to growl in her throat out of sheer frustration, all she wanted was some peace and quiet with the only noise being made was the one the two of them made.

"I'll go check, It should be pretty quick...if the door's wide open it means Amy doesn't intend to stay in there long and she's probably going to sleep right after." Kyoko said pulling Fallon in for a quick kiss that went on longer then planned before stepping off to go check. She quickly moved past the training room and inched towards the corner where the bathroom would be and turned to see that it was in fact wide open, Amy would get showered and go to bed so her and Fallon would need to just keep it simple for a few minutes before they could get to business since Amy could sleep through a war once she was out. She sighed and went to go tell Fallon the news when she stopped by the training room again because of a sound she heard. "Was that...a moan?" Kyoko said turning back towards where Amy was, she shouldn't be able to hear her from here. So who moaned?

Fallon was torn between whether to continue or whether to err on the side of not letting Kyoko's roommate walk in on the two of them getting busy. She wanted to be mindful of Kyoko's feelings on the matter, and was glad when Kyoko decided to figure out what was going on one way or the other. Fallon's hands trailed down Kyoko's body, over her sides and then down around her hips, as if trying to convince her not to go. The not-so-quick kiss let Fallon know that Kyoko and her body were picking up those signals loud and clear. Eventually, though, the two let go of each other long enough for Kyoko to get the lay of the land.

Thinking to try on the new attire that Kyoko had bought for her, Fallon started to unbutton her pants, then stopped. Right, they might need to make a quick exit if Amy walked in on them. She still wasn't exactly thinking straight. She looked over her shoulder to see Kyoko walking back to the couch, the expression on her face one of relief. Fallon smiled at her, then quirked an eyebrow when Kyoko said something about a moan.

"A moan?" Fallon asked. Then, again, a little louder now—faint but distinct, this time just past the threshold for Fallon to hear it, too. She stood, creeping over to stand next to Kyoko, putting her hand on her girlfriend's shoulder. "I mean, do you have, like, a third roommate or something...?" she asked.

Kyoko shook her head. "No, It's just me and Amy and it should just be the three of us. Chelsea doesn't stay over here and Amy is too much of a cactus to ever have a lover." Kyoko said looking around for where it was, when a third moan told her. She looked at the training room door where she was sure that was where it came from. Kyoko nearly cursed, she had an idea of what had happened and it was part of Amy's usual style and not something you could just explain.

"It's coming from the training room..." Kyoko said slowly opening the door, and noticing the light was on. Which meant that when Kyoko entered she got a full sight of the bikini clad, tied up and belly beaten Odessa on the punching bag. Kyoko gasped, both of them had done this before but Odessa looked really bad. How hard did Amy hit her?

Fallon snickered at Kyoko's description of her roommate as a "cactus." She wondered what that made Kyoko. Maybe a Joshua tree—no, more like a fluffy purple tumbleweed, Fallon decided, as she clung close to Kyoko as the girl moved down the hallway, keeping a hand on her girlfriend's shoulder, feeling the gentle swishing of that purple hair against her arm as Kyoko moved. Fallon wanted to stick close on the off chance that there was trouble. As it turned out, there was—just not trouble for the two of them.

Kyoko entered the training room, and Fallon followed. Initially impressed by the quality of the equipment that Kyoko and Amy had in the room, it took Fallon a couple of seconds to move far enough into the room to peer around her girlfriend and see Odessa strapped to the punching bag, still swaying very slowly as she hung from the ceiling. Fallon's eyes widened a little bit. Was this some sort of kidnapping situation? This had to be criminal, right?

"Should we be, like, calling the police?" Fallon whispered in Kyoko's ear.

Kyoko looked at Fallon, realizing that the brunette was aware that the situation was not a good one and that Amy had done this without the POW stipulation. But when she offered to call the police Kyoko rapidly shook her head. Amy did this every so often but one reason Kyoko tolerated it was because on some occasions she had done the same thing, having dragged a few heels that pissed her off  like Da Xia here for more or less the same thing, she even did it to Cecilia Northman after the blonde tried to break her. If they got the police involved Amy wouldn't go to jail since she probably had a good alibi to avoid it but she would probably end up outing Kyoko about the fact she's done it as well and Kyoko would end up having to explain to Fallon who Da Xia was and frankly that was not a conversation Kyoko wanted to even touch yet, especially tonight.

"Let's not jump to conclusions...I'm sure Odessa and Amy agreed to this, I mean...come one how could Amy get Odessa like this? She's a fighter." Kyoko said trying to downplay things and hope for the best. She would go over to the trapped fighter and check on her, being careful not to push her since she looked sore. "Odessa? Are you okay?" Kyoko asked checking Odessa for sings of life.

Fallon tapped her finger to her chin as Kyoko shook her head. Admittedly, she had not been watching tonight's main event, though she knew that Odessa Brock had been the headliner along with an opponent whom, it turned out, was Kyoko's roommate Amy. There could have been a POW stipulation, in which case this would...still be really weird. On the rare occasion Fallon had won herself a prisoner, she had done something very different with them. The sort of thing she couldn't do anymore now that she had a girlfriend. This was different. This was blurring the line between normal prisoner-ly duties and torture.

She wondered why Kyoko would want to protect her roommate if the woman was such a thorn in her side. She figured there was a reasonable explanation, but right now she just wasn't seeing it. "I mean, yeah, Odessa's a fighter, but so's your roommate, right? Could Amy have, like, bashed her over the head or something and dragged her here?" She was not really familiar with the fighting abilities of Kyoko's roommate, but she knew Odessa Brock by reputation. The woman would not have gone down easily, and Fallon kind of doubted that she had ever been in such a compromising situation as this before.

Odessa, after the belly punching had ceased, napped fitfully, the distribution of blood in her body different due to the awkward position in which she had been chained up, rendering her quite uncomfortable. Still, she was able to recover, and other than abdominal muscles which couldn't flex and the general bruises and fatigue of the long battle which had gone before, she was not in particularly sorry shape. As she heard a softer, accented voice which did not belong to Amy, she would force her eyelids open, blinking several times at the purple shape in front of her before she could make out a face.

"Oh, hello there..." she sighed. She tried to shrug her arms, but could move only minimally. "I've seen better days, I suppose...had a bit of a lover's spat here..."

Kyoko thought about it but shook her head after a second or two. "Amy's a bitch but she has too much pride in her ability as a fighter, she wouldn't do this...unless she actually beat Odessa and earned it." Kyoko said. She couldn't really deny that for Fallon none of this made any sense and any suspicion she had of Amy was more than justified given the kind of person she was. But Kyoko would focus on Odessa, it was obvious that the object of Amy's focus this time had been Odessa's belly, it had been worked so much Kyoko was sure she wouldn't feel too much abs in place if she pressed on it, and the bruises told enough of a story that it would hurt if Kyoko so much as touched it before Odessa opened her eyes and spoke. Thankfully she wasn't distressed in fact she seemed....oddly okay with everything, which was good news for all of them even if it surprised Kyoko.

"I'll say...you are Odessa Brock right? Former no. 1 contender for the AFW championship right?" Kyoko asked looking back at her GF. "She seems fine, thankfully. Look for a camera, I'm willing to bet Amy recorded this for a certain redhead." Kyoko said bitterly, getting an idea of what happened and why before she turned back to Odessa. Lover's spat didn't sound like Amy who Kyoko never saw seem interested in anybody of any sex but hey if Odessa wanted to try Kyoko wasn't about to discourage her. "I'm sorry if Amy crossed any lines, I had no idea she was going to do this to you miss." Kyoko said honestly.

Odessa, somewhat surprisingly to those who did not know her, had a wonderfully dry sense of humor. It was on full display here, as she nonchalantly dismissed the predicament she found herself in, though she wondered if it might be lost on the wide-eyed, slightly younger girls who were ogling her where she hung.

She would continue to make jokes, though her next, after Kyoko's reference to her former contendership, had a note of bitterness to it. "Mm, what wasn't I the top contender for? The world title, the hardcore title...I feel as though I was in the running for the hentai title, at some time or another..." She felt suddenly out of breath, and sucked in air, trying to replenish her aching lungs as Kyoko continued to ask her questions. "Oh, well...she's just a big kitten at heart..."

Fallon raised her eyebrows, looking from Odessa to Kyoko and back. "Uh, yeah, she definitely sounds like it, from what I heard." She shuffled her feet, then cleared her throat. "Do you, like, want us to get you down, or...?" She wasn't sure whether this was a kinky sort of situation that they should not be interfering with.

Odessa smiled. "That would be nice, thank you."