The Tiger's Den

Clyde Gastin was no stranger to the girls' dorms, due to once being a resident there under the protection of his girlfriend at the time, Angel Infinity; who kept a close eye on Clyde and protected him from being mauled by the angry women who hated the drunkards presence within their territory, due to stealing from them, breaking things and starting many fights in the girl's dorm during his brief time there, Many of whom would smirk devilishly as they saw that it was Clyde who Zero had brought back to the dorm's with her. They would watch Zero take her captive down the hallway whisper to one another about how they wish they could see what Zero would do to the young man, many of them encouraging Zero to beat the Texan to a bloody pulp, while others displayed some envy that Zero managed to bring a man back 'home' to keep for the next 24 hours.

Clyde would remain out cold for quite a while and could only remember seeing glimpses of being carried by Zero down the hall with the horde of women who kept yelling into Clyde's ears, ringing his sensitive cranium. Laying still on the bed with a bloodied mouth and several bruises on his face Clyde would rest silently on the bed, not moving an inch, resembling a baby at this point, not even noticing Zero undress herself while he was lost in his unconscious state. It wouldn't be until Zero turned on the showers that Clyde Gastin would awake, sitting up in a panic once he realized where he was. "Shit!" He'd mutter, still feeling sore, looking around to see that Zero was nowhere no where in sight. Not taking the moment to look at his surroundings or try and see where Zero was. Clyde was already thinking about going through the front door and escaping.

"Gotta Go! Gotta Go!" He'd mutter quickly as he jumped off the bed, still handcuffed by a towel wrapped tightly on his wrists. Running to the door he'd try and turn the knob with his teeth, but he wasn't able to get a good grip on the knob. "Fuck..." He'd mutter in disappointment, before remembering about his Switchblade Knife. "Yes! That's It!" He'd exclaim quietly before trying to grab the switchblade knife located in his boot, crouching down and trying to pull it out with his fingers oh so carefully. "Almost there..." He muttered as his fingers fumbled for the blade until he got it. "Thank David Bowie! Im getting out of here!" Clyde said happily before he struggled a bit to flip the knife open with his hands since his wrists were bound behind his back. "Come on..." Clyde would mutter, getting frustrated before hearing the knife flip out and cut the tip of his finger. "Ow-Shit!" He'd exclaim as he accidentally lost grip of the knife and fumbled for it in his bound hands, but would lose grip of it and feel it fall from his hands, as he took a step back and would accidentally kick the knife with the heel of his boot and send it sliding into Zero's Bathroom. "......" Clyde wouldn't say thing as he saw the knife slide into the bathroom where the sound of a shower was taking place. He now knew where Zero was, She was in the shower, and poor Clyde Gastin had to retrieve his favorite knife and not be discovered by Zero, for death would surely be upon him if he was discovered by him trying to peep in on her.

"Fuck My Life..." He said bluntly before treading on his tip toes into toward the bathroom, trying to peak around the corner for it. But not before seeing the slender and shapely shadow of Zero behind the shower curtains, bathing herself in the hot shower waters as Clyde Gastin looked on, with his mouth hanging wide open, drooling at the sight & thought what was behind those thin curtains. Clyde then suddenly shook his head, trying to throw those thoughts out of his head an focus on getting his knife and escaping. Waddling in a crouch on the floor, he tried to remain quiet as he scanned the room for his knife and not get caught.

"Where is it... Where is it..." Clyde would mummble as he searched for the knife, squatting about as he made his way into Zero's bathroom, searching for the knife on the floor frantically but trying to remain quiet."!" Clyde spotted the knife, just beside the shower, and would waddle quickly over to it, determined to grab it and get out of the shower before he was discoverd. Leaning foreward to grab it with his teeth, Clyde was about to grab the knife when suddenly the curtains were drawn back, and behold the heavenly naked sight of Zero Kotobuki.

"By the Power of Greyskull..." Clyde mutterd in disbelief as his head traced from the floor all the way to Zero's face, getting clear view at everything in between with his mouth hanging wide open is belief as he traced her body with his eyes, from her ample breasts to her bare sex, Clyde saw it all, front row, and would hear the sweet sound of angels singing hallelujah as he stared at her magenificent body, which stood before him.

"Sweet Heavenly Coochie Of Heaven..." Clyde would think to himself as he stared at her bare pussy before yelling... "Awesome!" Only to feel the harsh strike of her Savate Kick ram into the side of his head, snapping his head in the direction of her kick as blood ejected from his bloodied mouth before crashing against a nearby wall where he would limply hang against it before falling back down on the floor, out cold once more.

Clyde was out like a light. Back to that old slumber of unconsiouss rest that he had just awoken from, only to get sent back to dream land via a massive kick to the side of his head.

Clyde would remain out cold and lay still in the bathroom, giving Zero time to dress herself before coming back to retreive the texan she left on her floor, dragging him back into the den of her dorm before waking him with a kick to his side. Clyde would suddenly awake, clutching his throbbing head.

Clyde would whimper and groan on the floor, clutching the side of his head as he tasted the bitter taste of blood within his mouth. "Ugghhhh..." He'd groan weakly remaining on the floor, feeling far worse than he had in their match; Clyde would simply curl up on the floor and would clutch the side of his throbbing head, trying to stop it's painful ringing. "Wha...You... Do to-me...?" Clyde would mutter weakly, feeling like he had been in a massive car wreck.

Clyde felt like a ragdoll as he was hauled up by his blood stained shirt to meet the meanest looking woman he had ever had the pleasure of scorning. His lip would quiver as she glared at him right in his face. Her cold words and serious demenor must have given Clyde an extra brain cell, considering he actually kept his mouth shut and made a smart decision by saying.

"Y-Y-....Yes Ma'am..." He said in a weak, petrified tone.

"Y-Yes!... Ma'am!?" Clyde would ponder as to what Zero had just said and intended to do to him, until he came up with the only valid conclusion in his brain.

"She Wants Me..." Clyde would say to himself slyly, expecting Zero to want him just like all his other opponents from the past had wanted him after their match, Clyde would expect Zero to be no diffrent; Clyde was an unexplained surprise chick magnet in AFW for what reason science couldnt explain.

"She's obviously going to get something Kinky to wear... I better assist this sexy love muffin!" Clyde would think to himself ready to take off his pants but would soon realize again. "Fuck! Im still tied up!" With that failing Clyde would do the only thing he could do; march to the bed and lay on his side with his knee up, trying to appear as sexy as any man could appear while handcuffed by a towel.

"Enter... My Yellow Eyed Mistress Of Wrestling Erotica!" Clyde would announce, awaiting Zero to arrive.