Re: X-Treme Championship Wrestling Pt2 [Tes]

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Krista didn't have to act surprised as the first spank landed hard on her ass, driving the air from her lungs in a high pitched yelp as he both locked stiff from the electric shock of pain it sent up her spine. She started to protest even more, squirming harder until the second blow came in on her other cheek and she went limp in his over his arm as he turned into the room.

Springing back to life as they cleared the door, she squirmed off his shoulder for real and quickly went for her bag, keeping up the muffled protests and denials as pulled out her spare brassiere and flicked it out the door like Ravager had just yanked it off her. She motioned for Cayden to slam the door and starting wrapping a towel around her top to hide the brassiere she still wore.

Now she just had to hope the Boss didn't mess up his lines...

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The seconds passed after Cayden loudly shut the door. As Krista continued her fake calls for help he didn't really know what to do though and randomly shoved around the furniture of the break room to make it sound like a commotion from outside, the legs of the table squeaking as when they frag over the floor and small couch clashing with the wall in a dull sound.

But of course it couldn't be that easy, a loud "CUUUUT!" coming from outside before the boss even began bashing on the door. When Cayden opened it to see what was going on the director was in the process of explaining to the boss that he couldn't just walk by the door and point at it, while looking at the camare, like steve from blues clues trying to draw a kids attention to something.

"Oh...Okay. Got it, got it..." the boss fained understanding, seeming to be even worse of an actor than his idol. "I'll get it next time."

The director didn't really seem to believe so, but smiled. "Alright. From the top boys and girls!" he called out holding up his finger and moving it circularly in a rewind gesture. "On your stations."

Cayden looked back at Krista and cocked his shoulders, stepping out to pick up the piece of clothing she threw out and bringing it back, ready to go again. They'd need to make sure to remember that if this thing drew on. All they could do was keep up their performances and hope the boss would get his in line soon. It would be quite annoying and probably anger the boss if they messed up once he'd finally get it down, her ass already dreading the number of times Cayden would have to hit it.

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Krista rolled her eyes and shook her fists angrily, safely hidden in the room where only Cayden could see. Taking her stuff back from Cayden and stashing it where it would be handy for the next take. She could already this night getting painful for her if the Boss kept stuffing up and Cayden had to keep up his spanks before her match with Lexi even begun. Unwrapping the towel she placed it back to side with her spare top and climbed back onto Cayden's shoulder.

"Alright noble steed" she gave him a light tap in with foot to giddy him up, "Try to be easier on the merchandise this time, I need my money maker for the match tonight"

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"Oh. So this is your money maker?" he teased, laying his hands on her like he had before and lightly caressing her stinging cheek as they waited behind the curtain once again. "And...Action!"

He held back a little, but no too much for the director to call them out next on their act. They even got further into the scene this time, the boss bashing on the closed door for Ravager to swing it open and confront him, shoving him into the corridor and giving Zorro the opening to escape, running past them while covering herself in a towel.

They got that far this time, but as the boss squirmed on the floor and held his head where he supposedly hit it against the wall it looked and sounded like an even worse dive than the one Krista did when Cayden hit her arm.

"CUUUUT!" they heard once again reverberating through the corridor, the director walking over to the boss who seemed to get annoyed that his performance was getting called out. "Maybe...you can just pass out after you hit your head? We don't have much time left so this one counts, okay?"

The boss rolled his eyes but agrees. "Fine..."

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Krista bounced from foot to foot as she hobbled back, tossing her towel back into the room for another go around. The tight fitting leather of her shorts had offered some padding from the inital blow, but it also trapped in the heat from the friction and was starting to chafe a little.

"Do we need the head hit?" she asked, rubbing her backside slightly as she looked at the men, "How about they just argue, I mean, Ravager just busted up and the ring ceremony and kidnapped me, isn't that enough for a suspension... this way if someone stuff's up a line we can just bleep it out to make it look like they swore..."

Her questions over, she clambered up on Cayden again, wincing as the tight leather seat of her pants went taught and pressed in on her sore ass.

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Cayden looked somewhat agreeing, but before he could voice this the director fired back "How about we don't change things up for our last take.", looking rather accusingly at Krista trying to do his job. "He's got it now, right?" he smiles at the boss.

"Yeah. No worries Krista. Just focus on your part like you did up to now and we'll be good." he replied, patting her on the shoulder. No one noticed her tossed aside garment laying behind a trashbin as they shuffled back into position one last time, Cayden taking a few deep breaths once more to ready himself and not fuck it up or at least help the boss not fuck it up the best he could.

Everything went perfectly fine...up to the point where they got to the room again and Krista finally noticed the mistake, no brassiere ready to be thrown out...except...

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Krista put her hands up and backed off as the director snapped at her, rolling her eyes and mouthing off imitating him as she turned her back to head back between the curtains. If the 'men' didn't want any help, then fine, they didn't deserve any. She climbed up and started the whole scene again, trying to hide her boredom and discomfort from the multiple takes. She gritted her teeth as she felt the two hard stinging slaps to ass, taking a bit longer to slip from Cayden's shoulder and....

Shit... her eyes went wide as saw her spare top wasn't in position, the thought of being the one to stuff up this take after being yelled at... and having to get spanked again....

"Fuck it," she hissed lowly, grabbing the bottom of her top quickly in both hands and yanking it up and off before flinging it.

Accidentally flashing Cayden, and giving him another eye full of her girls, she had the towel wrapped around her chest in a flash and made ready to bolt for it as she heard the Boss's first bang on the door.

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Cayden didn't expect this turn of events at all, turning to see what was going on when she cursed only to be greeted by a view he surely remembered all too well. "W-What-" he started to whisper not to ruin the shot only to put it together himself and cutting himself off, shaking his head slightly, ready to finish this as the boss came to the door.

As was planned he swung the door open and pushed their boss away from it. Thankfully this time he didn't get into his theatrics and layed on the floor with his eyes closed after he falls against it with a thud.

Clinging to her towel harder than every repetition before now Krista makes a run for it, the camara following her shooting out the doorway, the teasing image of her not wearing a top beneath that towel no longer a fantasy if yet it wasn't ripped from her by Cayden. Something was ripped from her in that moment through, the corner of her cover catching on the doorhandle onrobing her in a split second at the speed she was going at.

This time not only Cayden got a good peek, but the whole crew behind him as well along with that big lense capturing it all.

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FUCK! Krista screamed in her head, her fingers smarting as the towel was ripped from her grasp as she became very aware of how exposed she was in front of a group of stranger men and a camera.

Seeing her brassiere on the floor, she did a quick forward roll, unfortunately making her perky breasts jiggle for a moment for a camera as she snatched the top up with her roll. Recrossing her arms in front of herself as she came up she bolted forward again, through the men and past the camera, trying to pull her top back on once she got past them. Her face was bright red under her mask, almost the same colour as her ass beneath her shorts as she waited for them to yell cut.

"Fuck shit fuck shitty fuck fuck," she cursed once the call was given, turning back around "We can cut that last bit out right, edit in part of an previous take or reshoot it.... right?"

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Apart from the director the crew was surprisingly professional, not fazed by her flashing them all her boobs and more concerned with not ruining it until they heard the signal to cut. He in contrast smirked watching the scene unfold and turned to see her successive escape. "And, Cut!" he called out much more cheerfully this time.

"No. That would look terrible." he replied completely unconcerned for Krista's modesty, collapsing her last support out from under her by adding "And we don't have time to go again."

He noticed her inhibitions and shame though and said. "Don't worry, It's just a quick flash. And we can crop the view for that bit. It definitly won't be as bad as in your match."

Cayden came into the discussion then as well questioning that sharply as he steps up to the director. "You can't be serious. That was one thing, but this is completly in our hands since it's not public yet. We can't just say fuck it now because of that one incident."

They stared each other down, but the one with the last word would still be the boss who had stood up by now and pushing them both apart with with palms on their chest. "Easy guys. No need to argue about this." he calmly states, turning to Krista and looking at her with a hollow deathly smile. "We don't have time to reshoot. We don't have the time or money to hire a special effects crew to cover you...But we'll have to live with that...right?"

His inflected question full of venom despite his deceiving smile.

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Krista felt her stomach churn in desperation and rage and her palms sweated at the Directors words. They couldn't be serious, this had to be joke right? She looked from face to face, waiting for one to crack and reveal it was all some big joke.

The accident in the ring had been bad enough, but that was just some grainy cellphone and webcam pictures... this was...was...real and they'd broadcast it across...

Her panic started to subside as the boss spoke up, hoping he was going to end the madness until it dropped to the pit of her stomach as he finished....no...no this couldn't be happening? She felt the tear started to well up in her eyes but quickly blinked them away, she needed to stay on the Boss's good side if she wanted to stay at the top.

"I-I...guess...the show must go on" she tried to smile, weakly.

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The boss's smile instantly got more genuine, their shoot finished just in time for the fans to start flooding into the arena. He turned to the director and tells him "You got the footage we need. It must be ready to play in...one and a half hours.", looking at his watch to check the time before he left the scene.

Cayden looked pissed about them pressuring Krista into this, the guy he argued with smirking, only making it worse and a hair away from probably earning himself the next broken nose. It didn't get that far though thankfully as he turned to his crew who was packing up some of their equipment, ready to go to one of their designated spots to film the matches.

Cayden clenched his fists and stared daggers at him when he turned away from him, but pulled himself together and simply huffed, exhaling his anger somewhat and relaxing a bit, turning to the person he was more concerned with at the moment, Krista.

He didn't need to ask why she did it or try to talk her into going back on her previous answer. He knew the pressure all to well she felt in that moment, at the top and thus nearest and under the clostest monitoring by their puppetier. Instead he simply took her hand, holding it caringly. "Do you want to go somewhere quiet? Sit down and and drink some water?"

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"If I do any more thinking I'm going to go crazy," she shook her head as the announcement went over the P.A . that the gates were opening.

She groaned again as she had hoped to grab something from the concession stand before the fans started coming through. With her match last up she had wanted an early dinner to avoid cramps or worse spewing in the ring, and with what had just happened she didn't want to be mingling with whatever weirdos with mixed in with the crowd. She eyed Rhys walking with Nyx over in the back and doubted there would be any quiet place to hide in.

"Hey... can you grab me a hot dog or something from the concession stall, I gotta ice... you know what... we can have dinner up in the box" she asked rubbing her butt, "As friends... coworkers who share meals... fuck, you know what I mean...I heard the Boss got some local jobbers to start to night, rial up the crowd before Nyx and Aries go at it for a change, we watch together."

Heading back to the room with her bag, she picked up her towel and spare top along the way and stashed them. Taking some instant cold packs from her kit, she did a quick check to make sure no one was looking before sticking them down the back of her shorts, one on each cheek.

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"Okay." he answered sofly, glad that she could at least be distracted from the embaressing nature of the shoot by their current predicament. "Anything for a friend." he added a bit teasingly, their hands disconnecting as he went off to get her some food before her match later. And that just had to go well if she didn't want to experience what she just had again but much worse because of that stupid bet.

Putting the icepack in her pants immediatly offsets some of the radiating pain, a slight sting replacing it, but much more enjoyable than the state her ass was in before if somewhat awkward walkingwise as she went up the building.

It was incredible to watch it all from the top, thousands pooling into the seats around the bright square in the middle, just to watch the night unfold, her along with Lexi being the main event. The proud feeling welling inside her was only lindered by the fact they'd all get to see that promo later and that many of them had seen her last couple of matches, coming precisely for that.

That's when Cayden came up walking beside her, holding a big hotdog with thick dressing in each hand and holding one out to her. "Here." he smiled, his mask stashed away and no longer hiding his face that drew up all the more conflicting emotions inside her.

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Krista smirked at Cayden as he handed over the foot.

"You just had to get the foot long didn't you?" she quipped, before turning back to watch the crowd fill in, "Fuck, we aint wrestling for fifty people in a backyard anymore, aren't we?"

Grabbing a seat on a couch with a good enough view out the window she started to munch as the two local got in the ring and started to work. They were okay, average, enough to get some cheers from the people first in their seats. She looked over at the new faces with head sets on and eye glued to clipboards, wondering how it had all gotten so big so quick. She doubted her or any of the other wrestlers would be pulling double duty tonight behind the scenes and was unsure how to think about that.

"So..." she mumbled to Cayden around a mouthful of frankfurter and bread as she tried to not get sauce of her mask, "Who's your money on, the guy in the white tights or the guy in the black speedo?"

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"Since when don't you like a good foot long?" he joked, before awing at the crowd as well. "We sure don't." he smiled, though doubt also creeping in on him, unclear if it was because of his current abscence and loss of his titel, the direction the company pushed further and further to attract this huge crown or a combination of both.

Sitting down next to her, he started eating as well, distracting himself with with the texture and taste and maybe trying to simply enjoy the show with his friend as if they were fans themselves.

Hearing and then seeing Krista's attempt to speak even got a genuine smile from him. "Hm, let's see..." he pondered, watching the two of them closely to analyse who he thought would win. The one in white was a bit smaller but nimble and definitly strong, his muscles very defined while the bigger dark skinned guy in his speedo had some fat but big enough muscles to bulge through them significantly.

"I think white tights is going to win." he smirked turning back to Krista. "And you?"

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"White? You serious?" She raised an eyebrow, putting aside the bit of dog she couldn't finish and wiping her mouth with a napkin, "Look at his interaction with the fans, they don't care about him, at least Speedo is getting some boos."

She laughed and leaned back to watch the rest of the short match, only sitting up as when she heard the music for Nyx and then Aries to head. Leaning forward in her seat she watched as her friends, former friends or whatever they were to each other head to the ring.

Krista almost let out a small sigh as watched the match start out the same way again, the pair sticking to the same safe routine, leaving her to be caught of guard as Nyx suddenly changed it up. With Aries on the ground, she saw Nyx roll her up into a surfboard, stretching the larger woman above her slender frame. What made Krista's eyes go wide though was Aries costume splitting apart in the front from the stretch, making her muscular breasts pop free clearly for the fans to see.

"What?" Krista panicked, imagining what must be going through her friends minds now after experiencing the same accident as her.

Her stomach dropped again though she watched Aries muscle free of the hold and immediately rip off Nyx's top too, slamming her to the ground and then starting to choke her from behind with the bikini top.

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Krista may have been shocked, but the crowd absolutely loved it. Cayden watched with wide eyes and raised brows. "...Did they tell you anyting about this?" he asks, not quite believing the scene playing out before him.

Nyx garment had been ripped in half, shreds hanging from her hips were the bottom hat connected to the top as Aries sat atop her, her big tits bulging out her deep and once shear neckline, pushed together by the surrounding fabric. Nyx had gotten her finger under the strangling improvised noose around her neck, holding out long enough for it too rip and to use the moment of surprise to change the tides.

Bucking back she gained enough room to flip over under the larger woman, reaching up to pinch both her nipples that sat atop her big mounds. She screamed...or rather moaned loudly at that taking hold of Nyx wrists to wrench her off, but struggling as she pinched harder the further she was pulled twisting them for good measure.

And all this was broadcasted life, no one in the crew having any restrains concerning this or thoughts about stepping in, simple capturing it all for the masses to see and lap up. This wasn't the teasing of the audience to long for more and more Krista had described while sitting on Caydens lap, this was pleasing them and their most basic instincts, the thing she said they should never do.

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"No... what the fuck are they doing?" Krista gasped flabbergasted in reply at Cayden's question as she watched the two keep going.

No, they were going to ruin it all, she thought, how was her match with Lexi be received if these two had just gone all full frontal... what about next week or the week after? Were the fans going to expect this every time?

Her mouth was dry as she watched the rest of the match, until Rhys' music played and he came running down to the ring. Cindy must have done a good job of him, she thought, unable to see the discolouration of his broken nose from her position. Her jaw hardened as he slid into the ring, wondering just how far the manipulative prick was going to take it and how he would play it... even more so now that there were two topless girls in the ring.

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"They...They took the boss's advice to take some inspiration from you and Lexi...and ran with it...way too far..." Cayden mumbled watching the company he dedicated so much of his life to turn to something completely different in a matter of seconds. "...but I guess that's exactly what he wanted..." he concluded, anger welling up in his voice.

Rhys' music and consecutive entry took the audience by surprise, Nyx and Aries playing along with a stunned look on both their faces, Nyx spotting him first and then Aries looking over her shoulder as he approached from behind. Then Aries switched to shock as he grabbed both her ankles started pulling her off of Nyx.

Holding onto Nyx wrists, her hands end up on the tattered remains of the garment the smaller woman had left on her body, but Rhys didn't stop pulling, janking both her bottoms and Aries from Nyx in one smooth motion.

She covers herself, but her bare pussy was definitly on display for a bit as Rhys gets on top of Aries and strangles her like she had done to her opponent with the last remains of the black stringy costume.