Post by Katie Moicelle on Jun 8, 2016 13:11:45 GMT -6
Act I – Un-Collar The Cutie!
Location – Claire’s Sex Shop/Residence
Date – June 3rd, 2016
In behind the counter, Claire Daniels taps her fingers along the glass letting out a few deep breaths. Today was certainly a momentous day for the young woman, a day she never thought would come but given the young brunette also wandering the store is glad that it's here. Indeed, Claire was absolutely smitten with Katie and would certainly do or try anything just to make her lady friend happy. Even some awkward attempts at a joke.
Claire:
"Help you try something?"
Said Katie is caught looking around at all the posters on the walls, knowing the gist behind most of them. Her poster-gazing is interrupted by her girlfriend's joke attempt, as indicated by Katie seemingly snapping back to reality.
Katie:
"... Ah, no... thank you, though."
Claire nods and slowly runs her tongue along her upper lip as their conversation the other day runs through her mind. Every one of these posters is a reminder of how much Claire has taken inside of her. All the posters, the pictures, all the lewd comments written out in sharpie along with some of them. Claire had said she wasn't ashamed on any of it, but that was before seeing her girlfriend looking them all over. Now she just wishes there were a hole she could crawl into and die. Katie's brown eyes don't move from her lover as the latter looks over her memorabilia. Seeing her face drop, Ms. Montes walks over to Ms. Daniels and hugs her from behind.
Katie:
"Hey, hey, today's not a day to be sad, sweetums..."
Katie lightly prods at Claire's collar a couple of times, as the former whispers:
"Remember why we're here."
Claire nods her head looking back over her shoulder and smiling just glad to have Katie here with her on this. She turns around fully bringing her hands up to her lovers hips.
Claire:
"You know though, these walls are just for the customers. Downstairs I got--"
Claire's sentence is interrupted as the dominatrix, Katalina Star, enters inside of the store. Claire looks back at her soon to be former Mistress and for the first time since meeting, neither of them smile in their greeting of the other. Katie looks nervously towards the dominatrix with pursed lips, with the excitement in her eyes immediately sapped away: all business. Kat hasn't come dressed up in her usual latex or even rubber attire. Instead it just looks like she's stopping off on her way from shopping as she wears a simple pair of dark pants and an equally dark shirt. Claire half believes there to be one of Kat's other pets waiting outside, but no. She's actually come alone.
Katalina:
"So,"
Kat eventually breaks the silence in the store as she approaches the counter, having replaced her usual stiletto heels for thicker ones as she grasps a key inside her hand looking directly toward Claire's lover.
"You must be Katie."
She stops on the customer side of the counter and now Claire begins to suspect a freak out. She's never seen Kat letting go of someone before, except when it came to selling Pet. So she isn't certain just how Kat will react. So it still surprises her when the domina smiles extending a hand.
"I'm Katalina, we've talked before. It's a pleasure to finally meet you."
Claire blinks at Kat and looks back at Katie then off toward Kat again. The lip pursing ends and Katie seems a bit more natural after being greeted.
Katie:
"It's a relief to meet Katalina, the person, and not Katalina, the Horsewoman. And yes, I'm Katie, very nice to meet you outside of a wrestling ring."
Katalina:
"That's a completely different person, love, I assure you. You're free to simply ask Zoey as a reference there."
Kat smiles before looking up to Claire next letting out a deep sigh.
Katalina:
"So...four and a half years we've been together,"
Claire:
"As slave and Mistress. This doesn't have to end with us never seeing each other again."
Katalina:
"Quite true. Still, it's a very important moment."
Claire:
"It is. I've thought it through though, so..."
Claire tries to show confidence in her voice, but in the back of her mind comes the nagging thought that this will indeed take some getting used to. Kat senses this and smiles looking toward Katie.
Katalina:
"Ordinarily this would be something I would handle, but it seems more fitting..."
Kat opens her other hand offering Katie the key.
"If you started out her new life, love."
A sense of genuine surprise widens Katie's eyes as her head slightly pulls back, and her eyebrows raise up. This wasn't how she'd planned it, obviously.
Katie:
"Wha... really?"
Kat nods, keeping the key out.
Katalina:
"If there's one thing I quite enjoy, love, it's symbols and this instance holds them true. For instance, I am the symbol of Claire's past. A symbol of control and oppression. As the woman she loves, you clearly represent Claire's future. Open, honest, loving...free. Therefore, it's only right that you start her on that path of freedom, love."
However, saying that ends with Kat closing her grip up a little as she draws her hand back some. Not as a means of changing her mind but as a way of making certain Katie will listen to what else she has to say.
"However, you know that this will be a great responsibility on your part. Keep Claire strong, keep her independent. Most importantly; never abandon her or leave her to the scrutiny of others. Don't let her sink back to this life. If you believe you can offer her that,"
Kat opens her grip again holding out the key.
With her right hand, Katie reaches for the key and gently takes it from Kat's hand, kind of making for an Adam and God (well, Eve and Goddess) situation.
Katie:
"I believe I can, Katalina."
Katie then looks to Claire and holds up the key up to her own face.
"Since I see us as equals, now's your last chance if you don't want that collar off, Claire. Just say the word and... I guess I'll hand this right back to Ms. Star. Not that I want to..."
Claire takes hold of Katie's hands and smiles.
Claire:
"The fact that after all this you would still ask..."
It shows to Claire that Katie isn't just going to do something with Claire simply because she can and it brings a tear to her eye.
"I do want it, Katie. I want a life with you above all else. My time with Kat,"
Claire looks over at Kat finally smiling at her.
"Will be memorable."
She looks back to Katie again brushing her hand through her hair.
"But my time with you, it really needs to start and I can think of no better beginning than this right here. So yes, Katie, yes you may remove this collar."
Claire tucks her hair back showcasing the lock along the side of the collar. Not a padlock or anything, just a simple, yet small lock built into the side of the leather.
Katie looks at the small lock, and before doing the deed, she nicks a quote from the third PokéMon movie:
Katie:
"If that is what you wish."
Katie inserts the tiny key into the not-much-larger lock, and twists...
Click.
The collar is now unlocked, and Katie lets Claire's future begin as she slowly removes the collar from around Ms. Daniels' neck and places it near Kat.
Kat accepts both collar and key as Claire rotates her head around to get a full feel of being able to do that comfortably. Although, the next thing she does and smile at Katie, take her hands, and place them gently around the sides of her neck, letting her feel the warmth she brought about. Katie smiles before kissing Claire right where her collar signature used to be. She rubs her thumbs along her lover's now full neck, having them embrace the heat.
"Your future begins now, as of Friday, June the third, twenty sixteen. Claire Daniels, free at last."
Claire smiles and nods as Kat begins to quietly make her exit feeling no need to be around here intruding any longer. Claire notices though and kind of gestures with her head on whether she can have a moment with her or not. With her own smile and nod, Katie releases Claire from her tender grip and gestures with her right arm to "go ahead."
Claire:
"Thanks."
She gives Katie a quick kiss right by the lips and hurries off after Kat grabbing hold of her arm.
"Hey. Listen, I may not...you know, be your slave anymore, But,"
Claire looks down and offers out a hand.
"I wouldn't mind seeing you from time to time. As a hang out opportunity."
Katalina:
"You've already said it, love. We don't have to stop being friends."
Kat smiles and ignores the handshake as she goes in for a hug instead. Something Claire was more hoping for as she starts to hug Kat back. After a moment, Kat breaks away and smiles looking back at Katie she gives her a nod and then departs the store. Claire dries off her tears and turns toward Katie clapping her hands.
Claire:
"So...wanna see the wall that really matters to me?"
Katie playfully ponders her answer, before giving a teasing:
Katie:
"Maaaaybe."
As she tries to hold back her laughter, trying to compose herself.
"Obviously, I do, Claire-Bear. You know I wouldn't be that vague."
Claire:
"Great!"
Claire takes hold of Katie's hand and leads her downstairs into her studio apartment where, like the past few times she's brought Katie down here, the room is littered with dildos.
"I'll clean 'em up, I'll clean 'em up."
Claire assures...for the third time before bringing Katie alongside her bed pointing out the wall slowly being overtaken by photos of the two together. Though not just of the two, some involving Zel (during her happier moments), and a few hand drawn ones ranging in skill.
"This,"
Claire says beginning the introduction before pausing a bit.
"Is my happy wall. It reminds me of what we're fighting for with our friends, and helps give me the inspiration and strength to keep that fight going. It also reminds me that, during some of the rougher days, I have people I can always turn to as well."
Claire licks her lips and turns toward Katie taking hold of both hands now.
"Before meeting you this wall was blank. Now..."
Tears start forming up in Claire's eyes, happy tears though.
"Now I'm not sure one life is enough to give you in exchange for all you've given me in just the short time we've been together."
Katie's jaw slowly falls and her mouth becomes more and more agape, before slowly smiling out of amazement. Instantly, Katie's heart fills with nothing but love for her girlfriend. Forget about her match, forget about her title, making as large of an impact upon this young woman as she has within just a week... just damn.
Katie:
"O--oh my, god... Claire, where did you find the time? I'll be damned if this isn't the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me..."
Katie chuckles out of sheer awe, she'd seen nothing else like this. Her brown eyes fill with the happiest tears she's ever cried.
"Claire Daniels, this just confirmed what I've been thinking about all morning: within a single week, you have honestly become the sweetest, kindest girl I've ever met in my nineteen years of life on this planet. Like... my god, as if this..."
Katie waves her arms in the happy wall's direction.
"...wasn't proof enough."
Claire smiles, thankful Katie wasn't freaked out by all this. She brings up her lovers hands and leans in for a hug rubbing her back tenderly.
Claire:
"Since we got back, it's all I've been doing. I wasn't certain if it was the right thing to be doing or not, but given the talk we had yesterday about my fears and your certainty...I knew I had to get this closer to completion."
Claire comes out from the hug and takes a moment to dry off her tears.
"Honestly, it's not a complete work. There's still room for more memories and I figure once we get a place of our own we'd have a bigger wall for these."
Eyes still wide and teary with amazement, Katie looks over to Claire.
Katie:
"Honey, of course we will! I mean, it'd be a right shame for you never to finish this because of lack of wall space."
Claire nods her head and takes a seat down on the side of her bed bringing Katie down with her.
Claire:
"Of course, the more I thought about it the more excited I got. Not that we need to take that big step yet, but...gotta admit, it's fun talking about. The two of us living together, I mean."
Katie:
"Ah... about that, actually."
Katie's eyes having not left her girlfriend, she feels this is the closest thing to the big question she can ask.
"Would you be opposed to that? Me living with you? Like, we don't have to find a new place to live yet, I don't have the money to do that, but by February with Stacy, I was living with her. If anything, she knows that I help around the living space, of which I don't take up much."
Katie flashes a nice little smile towards her lover.
"That and I get to sleep with the real woman of my dreams in you."
Claire takes a moment to look around her one room apartment. It's barely even big enough for one, let alone two. In fact, it was just being used as a storage place when Claire bought the building, with Kat's help of course. However, she can't deny the request as she smiles a little and shrugs.
Claire:
"If you don't mind living beneath a sex shop and things being snug, then we can certainly be roomies."
Katie lets out a even-more-girlish:
"EEEK!"
As her body tenses up and her forearms quickly sway from left to right for about a second or two before hugging the shit out of her girlfriend and now-roommate.
"Oh, Claire-Bear, I'll do my best to be the best roomie ever! I promise you, you won't be disappointed in me!"
Claire laughs hugging Katie in close as well.
Claire:
"Well, first off...this is a moment we gotta add to the wall."
Claire takes out her phone and holds it out for a selfie.
"Say...happy wall memory!"
The two smile, both pairs of eyes wide with happiness over the news. Once done with the selfie, Katie leans into a laying position, eyeing her girlfriend's nude neck, happy to see the lack of a slave collar. Claire rests the phone away and braces herself up on an arm across the other side of Katie smiling down at her. It isn't long until she leans down looking for a kiss. Katie happily obliges, slightly jumping her head up to plant one right across Claire's lips. The brunette's so eager, she adds in a bit of tongue action to the mix.
"Oh!"
Claire smiles coming back a moment to savour the sight one more time before she comes down a little quicker kissing Katie passionately as her hand comes down under her shirt running along her stomach. Katie's legs twitch slightly inward at the stomach rub, her smile unwavering, but no longer showing teeth. Katie knew at this point she wasn't dreaming. This was real. Claire thinks for a moment on whether she should go higher or not. In the end, she decides that Katie needs a treat as repayment for freeing her, so she instead turns her hand bringing it lower massaging her fingers beneath the pants but over the panties. Katie's eyes close, her lips purse, and her head wallows around in place. Smile still unmoved as she moans lightly.
Katie:
"Mmm... no, no... bring it back up to my belly... I wanna savor this."
Katie lifts her plain olive green shirt up to the bottom of her B-cups, revealing her rather flat stomach and Claire's hand, which Katie puts one of her own hands over with care.
Claire:
"Alright."
Claire begins to run her hand smoothly along Katie's stomach before she leans down kissing over the folds of Katie's top before whispering.
"This is your treat, after all, you've certainly earned it today."
The young brunette's eyes remain closed as her thumb rubs the top of her lover's hand. Katie laughs lightly, that smile remaining intact. How her facial muscles weren't hurting was beyond anyone. Claire smiles keeping her head lowered as she starts peppering Katie's stomach with tiny kisses all around before licking a little inside her belly button. Katie's skin tingles at that, causing her to laugh. She must be rather ticklish if she's laughing at her button being licked. Claire makes a mental note of that...in fact, she goes ahead with it as she draws a fingertip down along Katie's stomach watching up at her reaction. Katie's closed eyes squeeze even more shut, and she bites her bottom lip, trying to keep from laughing out loud. Claire knows though, she knows Katie can't last much longer as she smiles a toothy grin and waits, still drawing her finger around as she waits. Soon enough, Katie bursts out laughing, begging Claire to stop as her legs kick around, and her torso arches. Claire obliges as she laughs a little herself planting her hands down along Katie's sides and resting her chin gingerly along her stomach so she can look up and showcase her grin.
"Thought you were ticklish."
Katie's laughing fit calms down, as she catches her breath and her squeezed eyes return to their natural closed state, showing teeth in that smile of hers. Claire keeps smiling as she gives a tender kiss over Katie's stomach now gently sliding her fingers along Katie's sides, from the hem of her pants all the way to where Katie stopped her shirt.
Katie:
"Claire, if you want, you can just climb up on top of me... skip all the tickling and whatnot."
Katie places a hand on the side of Claire's head, not trying to keep it down or anything, but just enough to where Katie can stroke her lover's hair. Claire gives one final kiss to Katie's stomach and crawls her way up until she's overtop of her. She uses a hand to stroke back some of her lovers hair then leans in kissing her lips. Katie does her best to hold the kiss, to savor it as long as she can. After about another 15 seconds, Katie breaks away.
"I'd like to finally taste that neck of yours, if you don't mind."
Claire:
"Sure."
Claire nods and crawls up a little higher leaning her head down alongside Katie moaning as she takes in the fragrance of her hair. It's strawberry... no wait... vanilla? Strawberry vanilla? Anyway, Katie sensually licks Claire's newly unencumbered neck before beginning to nibble at it, giving light kisses to it from time to time. Letting out a few soft moans, before mumbling.
"August, 23rd. 2011. Mmm...the last time I ever felt something like this."
Katie pauses her neck love to whisper into Claire's ear:
"Nearly 5 years... you know for sure that I gotta make up for all that, right?"
Then right back to work on that lovely neck.
"Mm...I've got nothing planned the rest of my life."
Okay, that one she stole. Claire doesn't know from where, but she knows she's certainly stolen that one and it makes her smile some. Katie has no witty retort, she's so lost in this woman's neck. It was like the young brunette's mind was being overtaken by this pleasure. Never before had she wanted someone's specific body part before Claire. Not even with Stacy. Light moans as Katie lovingly continues nibbling at Claire's neck. Claire continues moaning until a disturbing, yet unbelievable, yet need to ask just because it's driving her crazy thought comes to mind.
"You're not a vampire, are you?"
Katie stops to laugh at the question at hand.
Katie:
"No, sweetheart... vampires don't exist. There's only Nosferatu. Though I did date a Glampire at one point."
Claire:
"So I heard. Just checking."
Claire smiles offering back her neck again. She knows it was a silly question but couldn't help but ask anyway. A thought of shining a light on her just to make certain she wasn't glittering crossed her mind...but that would make even less sense as she curls up her arms along either side of Katie. With that seemingly ever-present smile, Katie places her right hand on the back of her beloved's head, her left arm around Claire's shoulders, and her lips where the collar used to be. Katie's thumb strokes her lover's head as she nibbles. With nothing much to do other than enjoy the sensations her girlfriend presents to her, Claire's mind begins to race over a multitude of subjects. The more she tries not to focus away from Katie the more other possible topics begin pushing their way into her mind. Finally, Claire can't help it.
"If you tied buttered toast to the back of a cat and dropped it from a height, what would happen?"
The sheer oddity of this question stops Katie in her tracks.
Katie:
"...Er... it... de-pends on the height, why?"
Claire:
"I don't know. I have a tendency where my mind just...sort of wanders from time to time. It's not you, babe. Most of the days I'm just watching people play around in my people aquarium."
Katie:
"Ah, gotcha..."
Katie's mood having been killed, the two just lay in awkward silence, before she asks:
"So... you think we could do something else special to mark this big occasion? Like lunch or something?"
Claire sighs upset on herself for having killed things, so after rolling to her back resting the side of herself against the wall, she nods. She looks up at the pictures, touching her fingers along the frames before shaking her head and sitting up.
"No. This is a far greater moment to just have a couple sandwiches over. We need to celebrate. Splurge, get dressed up, go out to a fancy establishment, then ruin our dresses passionately making love in the park."
Katie sits up beside her girlfriend and tenderly grabs her hand as the brunette looks towards Ms. Daniels. Her tone is rather subdued.
"I have a dress somewhere worth ruining... where did you have in mind?"
Claire's eyes begin to light up as the excitement, and even a little arousal, stirs back up inside her again.
"There's this la-dee-da fancy place that always used to snub me every time I went in there. Something about the first time I went in...my dress had no back, no sides...no bottom. Basically it was like a halter top for the front part of my body. Well, since then for the past couple weeks they've been looking their noses up at me. And there's actually a pretty neat looking diner right across from there."
Katie nods, intrigued by the story.
"I see. You know, I've been inside a couple nice New York restaurants where one had to dress up... I think with me by your side, you could get in either of those places."
"I know we could. You're like my get into anywhere free card."
Claire laughs out a little and brings out a hand stroking her thumb along Katie's jawline.
"Well...except for bars. I think you'd have to hide inside the back of my coat to get in there."
Her smile widens as her thumb comes down pressing gently over Katie's chin.
"But we could try that first place again. I still got that dress so we can see just how great your powers are."
Yep, I love her! It's not even been a week yet, but today was the day I realized that I want to spend not just a week, not just a year, but the rest of our collective lives with this woman. I'd never met her face to face before last week, mind you. That should go to show just how much of an absolute sweetheart Claire is, if I'm in love with her within a week. I'll tell you, I'm glad that Ms. Star let her go, I'm glad that Zelda introduced me to Claire... and I think I'm glad that I moved on. I mean, especially given the circumstances that I now understand surround that situation...
Act II -- The Bell Still Tolls An Hour Early.
Location: The nearest beach in Malibu, California.
Date: June 12th, 2016
I slowly breathe in some beach air, through my nose. It's rather salty, especially compared to back home... the Pacific's saltier than the creek where Dathyn guided my swimming. The sand is itchier than the dirt along the driveway at my old house, but it's still worth it, as long as I have someone like Claire to share it all with. I'll admit, this is certainly a change in scenery, definitely from a month ago. I feel more... relaxed, more freed to be relaxed. As if that weren't evident by the fact that I'm simply in a dark, almost VoW blue two-piece. Compared to some other women in bikinis I've seen just today, let alone in the past week, at least mine's more conservative. My set matches, too. I'm just lying here, under a white umbrella with a simple white beach towel under me, and a nice basket with other beach-related things in to my right. There's a camera filming me, and I'm not too sure how long it'll hold a charge, so I better talk about my opponents for Thursday. I sit up in a semi-fetal position and look at the Sony branded camera lens.
"You wanna hear something that wrestlers normally don't say... like, at all?"
A slight smirk crosses my face.
"I'm glad I lost. I'm glad that I nearly jobbed out to Stacy at Breakthrough 45, because it showed me exactly where I stand in the hierarchy of Visionaries of Wrestling. I'm not ready to move up past the Zero Gravity Title... division, if that's what it's really called. I'm glad that I wasn't cleared to compete the next show after, because I've done a lot of thinking since, not just about Stacy or Claire, but about myself and where I currently stand. I've also done a lot of thinking about the aforementioned VoW hierarchy, wondering where my opponents are in it."
I cross my hands underneath my thighs and place my chin upon my knees.
"First, let's talk about Ace Watson, since I have history with him. Ace, the only reason you're in this match is because I wanted to face you first. Surely you remember the first time we faced off... Breakthrough 26, you beat me, fair and square. No real funny business there, and I couldn't even get that match back. That was the first one on one loss I'd ever suffered and it was one of the matches that kickstarted that period of growing pains. From the match previous to yours, and until Darkest Hour 2015, I only won one match... I don't blame you, I don't blame Ziu Zhong, I don't blame Steve Herring, I don't blame Stuart Fishbauch, I don't blame Ryder Blade, I don't blame Calvin Harris, and I don't blame Heath Williams."
Deep breath, I'm sure that wasn't too pleasant...
"No, I blame Katie Moicelle. I wasn't good enough, I wasn't experienced enough, and I damn sure wasn't willing enough. I had nothing to lose after Breakthrough 25, and I went into our match with a jumbled mindset. As both of you can probably tell, that ain't the case anymore. I have... pretty much everything to fight for now: my Zero Gravity Title, my pay-per-view winning streak, my dignity, my record chasing, everything wrestling related. If I lose, I can say goodbye to ALL the things I just named, because they'll all be gone. I may not even be on the Breakthrough after Fate of the Gods if I lose. If I lose to you again, it all comes crashing down."
My casual disposition can only hold up for so long anymore. It's like that whole situation with Stacy made me feel more bitter towards people in general, especially now that I know that was all fabricated.
"Katie Moicelle, Zero Gravity Champion becomes nothing more than a memory; a footnote in the annals of Visionaries of Wrestling history. I don't want that, and if you lose the title next month to, say our other opponent, the same exact thing could happen to you. I know you, Ace. You don't want that. You just want recognition any way you can get it. It's not a lifestyle choice I necessarily agree with, but even that didn't stop me from being on the end you're on now: the outside looking in."
I chuckle a bit at my last statement, it summed him up.
"That's really a perfect allusion for your little comeback tour, Ace Watson: you're on the outside looking in. Like you are when you face Tyler Storm, like you were when you faced Beck Ramsey, and especially like you are against me nowadays. You are the perpetual bronze medal. You're not even the number one contender to the Zero Gravity Title, and just because the champion slips her tongue mentioning your name at all, you're automatically inserted into this otherwise one on one title match. Or so you'd think if you didn't have Twitter."
I take a sniffle, as if I'd just stated the obvious.
"That doesn't mean I refuse to face you. I take on all challengers, neither of you are different from that. It just means I plan on taking away that statistical advantage you've got over me, Ace. I will do everything in my power to make sure of that."
The camera cuts to me in a slightly different, more casual position. The battery died in the camera, which is the first time that's ever happened.
"Now, about Tristan Ambrose... The King Shit of the Zero Gravity division. You honestly... believe that."
I laugh a little bit at that, I think he truly does believe that.
"I'd never met you before Breakthrough 45. Hell, you were basically on hiatus when I showed up... and when I won Zero Gee... and pretty much every show until you lost to my then-fiancée. Trust me, now I know how that feels... Regardless, I tried to keep things respectful between us over Twitter, but you and especially your advocate weren't having that. He had to rub in the fact that I moved on from Stacy. He had to overstep his boundaries. I can sense it, you-- you're better than that. You, unlike your advocate, know when to stop talking and put 'em up when it counts. That's how you've gotten to this point, to challenging for the Zero Gravity Title. If I didn't exist, you'd have a reasonably high chance of winning it. Probably from someone like Dustin Holt, or Bama Brooks if he were still around, or maybe even Tyron Bickerton if he gave a shit. Who knows?"
I shrug as I say that last line.
"The fact is, I beat all of them either for the Zero Gravity Title, or for a shot at said title. By those means, I should be at least relatively close to cracking into the I4NI Title picture, if not the number one contender to it, if Tyron wins it. With that said, I dare both of you. Not just Tristan, not just Ace, but both of you: Give me all you've got and thensome. Because that's what you'll both need if one of you wants to beat me for my title. You can do it combined if you want to. You can make this a handicap match if you so choose. Whether it'll be enough or not is up to both of you to decide, because despite my personal life right now, I'm bringing my all to this fight. Understand and realize that."
I finally decide to get up and put even more emotion into this.
"You two combined may be the answer... or answers... to getting the Zero Gravity Championship off me and crushing my dreams. If it is, congratulations in advance. One of you... will have earned it. If not, then you're both spokes on this wheel, and it's gonna keep turning until there's either nothing left, or there's a new wheel. We'll all be spokes by then. Until then, bring your ruckus. I dare you."
-CAMERA OFF-
Location – Claire’s Sex Shop/Residence
Date – June 3rd, 2016
In behind the counter, Claire Daniels taps her fingers along the glass letting out a few deep breaths. Today was certainly a momentous day for the young woman, a day she never thought would come but given the young brunette also wandering the store is glad that it's here. Indeed, Claire was absolutely smitten with Katie and would certainly do or try anything just to make her lady friend happy. Even some awkward attempts at a joke.
Claire:
"Help you try something?"
Said Katie is caught looking around at all the posters on the walls, knowing the gist behind most of them. Her poster-gazing is interrupted by her girlfriend's joke attempt, as indicated by Katie seemingly snapping back to reality.
Katie:
"... Ah, no... thank you, though."
Claire nods and slowly runs her tongue along her upper lip as their conversation the other day runs through her mind. Every one of these posters is a reminder of how much Claire has taken inside of her. All the posters, the pictures, all the lewd comments written out in sharpie along with some of them. Claire had said she wasn't ashamed on any of it, but that was before seeing her girlfriend looking them all over. Now she just wishes there were a hole she could crawl into and die. Katie's brown eyes don't move from her lover as the latter looks over her memorabilia. Seeing her face drop, Ms. Montes walks over to Ms. Daniels and hugs her from behind.
Katie:
"Hey, hey, today's not a day to be sad, sweetums..."
Katie lightly prods at Claire's collar a couple of times, as the former whispers:
"Remember why we're here."
Claire nods her head looking back over her shoulder and smiling just glad to have Katie here with her on this. She turns around fully bringing her hands up to her lovers hips.
Claire:
"You know though, these walls are just for the customers. Downstairs I got--"
Claire's sentence is interrupted as the dominatrix, Katalina Star, enters inside of the store. Claire looks back at her soon to be former Mistress and for the first time since meeting, neither of them smile in their greeting of the other. Katie looks nervously towards the dominatrix with pursed lips, with the excitement in her eyes immediately sapped away: all business. Kat hasn't come dressed up in her usual latex or even rubber attire. Instead it just looks like she's stopping off on her way from shopping as she wears a simple pair of dark pants and an equally dark shirt. Claire half believes there to be one of Kat's other pets waiting outside, but no. She's actually come alone.
Katalina:
"So,"
Kat eventually breaks the silence in the store as she approaches the counter, having replaced her usual stiletto heels for thicker ones as she grasps a key inside her hand looking directly toward Claire's lover.
"You must be Katie."
She stops on the customer side of the counter and now Claire begins to suspect a freak out. She's never seen Kat letting go of someone before, except when it came to selling Pet. So she isn't certain just how Kat will react. So it still surprises her when the domina smiles extending a hand.
"I'm Katalina, we've talked before. It's a pleasure to finally meet you."
Claire blinks at Kat and looks back at Katie then off toward Kat again. The lip pursing ends and Katie seems a bit more natural after being greeted.
Katie:
"It's a relief to meet Katalina, the person, and not Katalina, the Horsewoman. And yes, I'm Katie, very nice to meet you outside of a wrestling ring."
Katalina:
"That's a completely different person, love, I assure you. You're free to simply ask Zoey as a reference there."
Kat smiles before looking up to Claire next letting out a deep sigh.
Katalina:
"So...four and a half years we've been together,"
Claire:
"As slave and Mistress. This doesn't have to end with us never seeing each other again."
Katalina:
"Quite true. Still, it's a very important moment."
Claire:
"It is. I've thought it through though, so..."
Claire tries to show confidence in her voice, but in the back of her mind comes the nagging thought that this will indeed take some getting used to. Kat senses this and smiles looking toward Katie.
Katalina:
"Ordinarily this would be something I would handle, but it seems more fitting..."
Kat opens her other hand offering Katie the key.
"If you started out her new life, love."
A sense of genuine surprise widens Katie's eyes as her head slightly pulls back, and her eyebrows raise up. This wasn't how she'd planned it, obviously.
Katie:
"Wha... really?"
Kat nods, keeping the key out.
Katalina:
"If there's one thing I quite enjoy, love, it's symbols and this instance holds them true. For instance, I am the symbol of Claire's past. A symbol of control and oppression. As the woman she loves, you clearly represent Claire's future. Open, honest, loving...free. Therefore, it's only right that you start her on that path of freedom, love."
However, saying that ends with Kat closing her grip up a little as she draws her hand back some. Not as a means of changing her mind but as a way of making certain Katie will listen to what else she has to say.
"However, you know that this will be a great responsibility on your part. Keep Claire strong, keep her independent. Most importantly; never abandon her or leave her to the scrutiny of others. Don't let her sink back to this life. If you believe you can offer her that,"
Kat opens her grip again holding out the key.
With her right hand, Katie reaches for the key and gently takes it from Kat's hand, kind of making for an Adam and God (well, Eve and Goddess) situation.
Katie:
"I believe I can, Katalina."
Katie then looks to Claire and holds up the key up to her own face.
"Since I see us as equals, now's your last chance if you don't want that collar off, Claire. Just say the word and... I guess I'll hand this right back to Ms. Star. Not that I want to..."
Claire takes hold of Katie's hands and smiles.
Claire:
"The fact that after all this you would still ask..."
It shows to Claire that Katie isn't just going to do something with Claire simply because she can and it brings a tear to her eye.
"I do want it, Katie. I want a life with you above all else. My time with Kat,"
Claire looks over at Kat finally smiling at her.
"Will be memorable."
She looks back to Katie again brushing her hand through her hair.
"But my time with you, it really needs to start and I can think of no better beginning than this right here. So yes, Katie, yes you may remove this collar."
Claire tucks her hair back showcasing the lock along the side of the collar. Not a padlock or anything, just a simple, yet small lock built into the side of the leather.
Katie looks at the small lock, and before doing the deed, she nicks a quote from the third PokéMon movie:
Katie:
"If that is what you wish."
Katie inserts the tiny key into the not-much-larger lock, and twists...
Click.
The collar is now unlocked, and Katie lets Claire's future begin as she slowly removes the collar from around Ms. Daniels' neck and places it near Kat.
Kat accepts both collar and key as Claire rotates her head around to get a full feel of being able to do that comfortably. Although, the next thing she does and smile at Katie, take her hands, and place them gently around the sides of her neck, letting her feel the warmth she brought about. Katie smiles before kissing Claire right where her collar signature used to be. She rubs her thumbs along her lover's now full neck, having them embrace the heat.
"Your future begins now, as of Friday, June the third, twenty sixteen. Claire Daniels, free at last."
Claire smiles and nods as Kat begins to quietly make her exit feeling no need to be around here intruding any longer. Claire notices though and kind of gestures with her head on whether she can have a moment with her or not. With her own smile and nod, Katie releases Claire from her tender grip and gestures with her right arm to "go ahead."
Claire:
"Thanks."
She gives Katie a quick kiss right by the lips and hurries off after Kat grabbing hold of her arm.
"Hey. Listen, I may not...you know, be your slave anymore, But,"
Claire looks down and offers out a hand.
"I wouldn't mind seeing you from time to time. As a hang out opportunity."
Katalina:
"You've already said it, love. We don't have to stop being friends."
Kat smiles and ignores the handshake as she goes in for a hug instead. Something Claire was more hoping for as she starts to hug Kat back. After a moment, Kat breaks away and smiles looking back at Katie she gives her a nod and then departs the store. Claire dries off her tears and turns toward Katie clapping her hands.
Claire:
"So...wanna see the wall that really matters to me?"
Katie playfully ponders her answer, before giving a teasing:
Katie:
"Maaaaybe."
As she tries to hold back her laughter, trying to compose herself.
"Obviously, I do, Claire-Bear. You know I wouldn't be that vague."
Claire:
"Great!"
Claire takes hold of Katie's hand and leads her downstairs into her studio apartment where, like the past few times she's brought Katie down here, the room is littered with dildos.
"I'll clean 'em up, I'll clean 'em up."
Claire assures...for the third time before bringing Katie alongside her bed pointing out the wall slowly being overtaken by photos of the two together. Though not just of the two, some involving Zel (during her happier moments), and a few hand drawn ones ranging in skill.
"This,"
Claire says beginning the introduction before pausing a bit.
"Is my happy wall. It reminds me of what we're fighting for with our friends, and helps give me the inspiration and strength to keep that fight going. It also reminds me that, during some of the rougher days, I have people I can always turn to as well."
Claire licks her lips and turns toward Katie taking hold of both hands now.
"Before meeting you this wall was blank. Now..."
Tears start forming up in Claire's eyes, happy tears though.
"Now I'm not sure one life is enough to give you in exchange for all you've given me in just the short time we've been together."
Katie's jaw slowly falls and her mouth becomes more and more agape, before slowly smiling out of amazement. Instantly, Katie's heart fills with nothing but love for her girlfriend. Forget about her match, forget about her title, making as large of an impact upon this young woman as she has within just a week... just damn.
Katie:
"O--oh my, god... Claire, where did you find the time? I'll be damned if this isn't the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me..."
Katie chuckles out of sheer awe, she'd seen nothing else like this. Her brown eyes fill with the happiest tears she's ever cried.
"Claire Daniels, this just confirmed what I've been thinking about all morning: within a single week, you have honestly become the sweetest, kindest girl I've ever met in my nineteen years of life on this planet. Like... my god, as if this..."
Katie waves her arms in the happy wall's direction.
"...wasn't proof enough."
Claire smiles, thankful Katie wasn't freaked out by all this. She brings up her lovers hands and leans in for a hug rubbing her back tenderly.
Claire:
"Since we got back, it's all I've been doing. I wasn't certain if it was the right thing to be doing or not, but given the talk we had yesterday about my fears and your certainty...I knew I had to get this closer to completion."
Claire comes out from the hug and takes a moment to dry off her tears.
"Honestly, it's not a complete work. There's still room for more memories and I figure once we get a place of our own we'd have a bigger wall for these."
Eyes still wide and teary with amazement, Katie looks over to Claire.
Katie:
"Honey, of course we will! I mean, it'd be a right shame for you never to finish this because of lack of wall space."
Claire nods her head and takes a seat down on the side of her bed bringing Katie down with her.
Claire:
"Of course, the more I thought about it the more excited I got. Not that we need to take that big step yet, but...gotta admit, it's fun talking about. The two of us living together, I mean."
Katie:
"Ah... about that, actually."
Katie's eyes having not left her girlfriend, she feels this is the closest thing to the big question she can ask.
"Would you be opposed to that? Me living with you? Like, we don't have to find a new place to live yet, I don't have the money to do that, but by February with Stacy, I was living with her. If anything, she knows that I help around the living space, of which I don't take up much."
Katie flashes a nice little smile towards her lover.
"That and I get to sleep with the real woman of my dreams in you."
Claire takes a moment to look around her one room apartment. It's barely even big enough for one, let alone two. In fact, it was just being used as a storage place when Claire bought the building, with Kat's help of course. However, she can't deny the request as she smiles a little and shrugs.
Claire:
"If you don't mind living beneath a sex shop and things being snug, then we can certainly be roomies."
Katie lets out a even-more-girlish:
"EEEK!"
As her body tenses up and her forearms quickly sway from left to right for about a second or two before hugging the shit out of her girlfriend and now-roommate.
"Oh, Claire-Bear, I'll do my best to be the best roomie ever! I promise you, you won't be disappointed in me!"
Claire laughs hugging Katie in close as well.
Claire:
"Well, first off...this is a moment we gotta add to the wall."
Claire takes out her phone and holds it out for a selfie.
"Say...happy wall memory!"
The two smile, both pairs of eyes wide with happiness over the news. Once done with the selfie, Katie leans into a laying position, eyeing her girlfriend's nude neck, happy to see the lack of a slave collar. Claire rests the phone away and braces herself up on an arm across the other side of Katie smiling down at her. It isn't long until she leans down looking for a kiss. Katie happily obliges, slightly jumping her head up to plant one right across Claire's lips. The brunette's so eager, she adds in a bit of tongue action to the mix.
"Oh!"
Claire smiles coming back a moment to savour the sight one more time before she comes down a little quicker kissing Katie passionately as her hand comes down under her shirt running along her stomach. Katie's legs twitch slightly inward at the stomach rub, her smile unwavering, but no longer showing teeth. Katie knew at this point she wasn't dreaming. This was real. Claire thinks for a moment on whether she should go higher or not. In the end, she decides that Katie needs a treat as repayment for freeing her, so she instead turns her hand bringing it lower massaging her fingers beneath the pants but over the panties. Katie's eyes close, her lips purse, and her head wallows around in place. Smile still unmoved as she moans lightly.
Katie:
"Mmm... no, no... bring it back up to my belly... I wanna savor this."
Katie lifts her plain olive green shirt up to the bottom of her B-cups, revealing her rather flat stomach and Claire's hand, which Katie puts one of her own hands over with care.
Claire:
"Alright."
Claire begins to run her hand smoothly along Katie's stomach before she leans down kissing over the folds of Katie's top before whispering.
"This is your treat, after all, you've certainly earned it today."
The young brunette's eyes remain closed as her thumb rubs the top of her lover's hand. Katie laughs lightly, that smile remaining intact. How her facial muscles weren't hurting was beyond anyone. Claire smiles keeping her head lowered as she starts peppering Katie's stomach with tiny kisses all around before licking a little inside her belly button. Katie's skin tingles at that, causing her to laugh. She must be rather ticklish if she's laughing at her button being licked. Claire makes a mental note of that...in fact, she goes ahead with it as she draws a fingertip down along Katie's stomach watching up at her reaction. Katie's closed eyes squeeze even more shut, and she bites her bottom lip, trying to keep from laughing out loud. Claire knows though, she knows Katie can't last much longer as she smiles a toothy grin and waits, still drawing her finger around as she waits. Soon enough, Katie bursts out laughing, begging Claire to stop as her legs kick around, and her torso arches. Claire obliges as she laughs a little herself planting her hands down along Katie's sides and resting her chin gingerly along her stomach so she can look up and showcase her grin.
"Thought you were ticklish."
Katie's laughing fit calms down, as she catches her breath and her squeezed eyes return to their natural closed state, showing teeth in that smile of hers. Claire keeps smiling as she gives a tender kiss over Katie's stomach now gently sliding her fingers along Katie's sides, from the hem of her pants all the way to where Katie stopped her shirt.
Katie:
"Claire, if you want, you can just climb up on top of me... skip all the tickling and whatnot."
Katie places a hand on the side of Claire's head, not trying to keep it down or anything, but just enough to where Katie can stroke her lover's hair. Claire gives one final kiss to Katie's stomach and crawls her way up until she's overtop of her. She uses a hand to stroke back some of her lovers hair then leans in kissing her lips. Katie does her best to hold the kiss, to savor it as long as she can. After about another 15 seconds, Katie breaks away.
"I'd like to finally taste that neck of yours, if you don't mind."
Claire:
"Sure."
Claire nods and crawls up a little higher leaning her head down alongside Katie moaning as she takes in the fragrance of her hair. It's strawberry... no wait... vanilla? Strawberry vanilla? Anyway, Katie sensually licks Claire's newly unencumbered neck before beginning to nibble at it, giving light kisses to it from time to time. Letting out a few soft moans, before mumbling.
"August, 23rd. 2011. Mmm...the last time I ever felt something like this."
Katie pauses her neck love to whisper into Claire's ear:
"Nearly 5 years... you know for sure that I gotta make up for all that, right?"
Then right back to work on that lovely neck.
"Mm...I've got nothing planned the rest of my life."
Okay, that one she stole. Claire doesn't know from where, but she knows she's certainly stolen that one and it makes her smile some. Katie has no witty retort, she's so lost in this woman's neck. It was like the young brunette's mind was being overtaken by this pleasure. Never before had she wanted someone's specific body part before Claire. Not even with Stacy. Light moans as Katie lovingly continues nibbling at Claire's neck. Claire continues moaning until a disturbing, yet unbelievable, yet need to ask just because it's driving her crazy thought comes to mind.
"You're not a vampire, are you?"
Katie stops to laugh at the question at hand.
Katie:
"No, sweetheart... vampires don't exist. There's only Nosferatu. Though I did date a Glampire at one point."
Claire:
"So I heard. Just checking."
Claire smiles offering back her neck again. She knows it was a silly question but couldn't help but ask anyway. A thought of shining a light on her just to make certain she wasn't glittering crossed her mind...but that would make even less sense as she curls up her arms along either side of Katie. With that seemingly ever-present smile, Katie places her right hand on the back of her beloved's head, her left arm around Claire's shoulders, and her lips where the collar used to be. Katie's thumb strokes her lover's head as she nibbles. With nothing much to do other than enjoy the sensations her girlfriend presents to her, Claire's mind begins to race over a multitude of subjects. The more she tries not to focus away from Katie the more other possible topics begin pushing their way into her mind. Finally, Claire can't help it.
"If you tied buttered toast to the back of a cat and dropped it from a height, what would happen?"
The sheer oddity of this question stops Katie in her tracks.
Katie:
"...Er... it... de-pends on the height, why?"
Claire:
"I don't know. I have a tendency where my mind just...sort of wanders from time to time. It's not you, babe. Most of the days I'm just watching people play around in my people aquarium."
Katie:
"Ah, gotcha..."
Katie's mood having been killed, the two just lay in awkward silence, before she asks:
"So... you think we could do something else special to mark this big occasion? Like lunch or something?"
Claire sighs upset on herself for having killed things, so after rolling to her back resting the side of herself against the wall, she nods. She looks up at the pictures, touching her fingers along the frames before shaking her head and sitting up.
"No. This is a far greater moment to just have a couple sandwiches over. We need to celebrate. Splurge, get dressed up, go out to a fancy establishment, then ruin our dresses passionately making love in the park."
Katie sits up beside her girlfriend and tenderly grabs her hand as the brunette looks towards Ms. Daniels. Her tone is rather subdued.
"I have a dress somewhere worth ruining... where did you have in mind?"
Claire's eyes begin to light up as the excitement, and even a little arousal, stirs back up inside her again.
"There's this la-dee-da fancy place that always used to snub me every time I went in there. Something about the first time I went in...my dress had no back, no sides...no bottom. Basically it was like a halter top for the front part of my body. Well, since then for the past couple weeks they've been looking their noses up at me. And there's actually a pretty neat looking diner right across from there."
Katie nods, intrigued by the story.
"I see. You know, I've been inside a couple nice New York restaurants where one had to dress up... I think with me by your side, you could get in either of those places."
"I know we could. You're like my get into anywhere free card."
Claire laughs out a little and brings out a hand stroking her thumb along Katie's jawline.
"Well...except for bars. I think you'd have to hide inside the back of my coat to get in there."
Her smile widens as her thumb comes down pressing gently over Katie's chin.
"But we could try that first place again. I still got that dress so we can see just how great your powers are."
Yep, I love her! It's not even been a week yet, but today was the day I realized that I want to spend not just a week, not just a year, but the rest of our collective lives with this woman. I'd never met her face to face before last week, mind you. That should go to show just how much of an absolute sweetheart Claire is, if I'm in love with her within a week. I'll tell you, I'm glad that Ms. Star let her go, I'm glad that Zelda introduced me to Claire... and I think I'm glad that I moved on. I mean, especially given the circumstances that I now understand surround that situation...
Act II -- The Bell Still Tolls An Hour Early.
Location: The nearest beach in Malibu, California.
Date: June 12th, 2016
I slowly breathe in some beach air, through my nose. It's rather salty, especially compared to back home... the Pacific's saltier than the creek where Dathyn guided my swimming. The sand is itchier than the dirt along the driveway at my old house, but it's still worth it, as long as I have someone like Claire to share it all with. I'll admit, this is certainly a change in scenery, definitely from a month ago. I feel more... relaxed, more freed to be relaxed. As if that weren't evident by the fact that I'm simply in a dark, almost VoW blue two-piece. Compared to some other women in bikinis I've seen just today, let alone in the past week, at least mine's more conservative. My set matches, too. I'm just lying here, under a white umbrella with a simple white beach towel under me, and a nice basket with other beach-related things in to my right. There's a camera filming me, and I'm not too sure how long it'll hold a charge, so I better talk about my opponents for Thursday. I sit up in a semi-fetal position and look at the Sony branded camera lens.
"You wanna hear something that wrestlers normally don't say... like, at all?"
A slight smirk crosses my face.
"I'm glad I lost. I'm glad that I nearly jobbed out to Stacy at Breakthrough 45, because it showed me exactly where I stand in the hierarchy of Visionaries of Wrestling. I'm not ready to move up past the Zero Gravity Title... division, if that's what it's really called. I'm glad that I wasn't cleared to compete the next show after, because I've done a lot of thinking since, not just about Stacy or Claire, but about myself and where I currently stand. I've also done a lot of thinking about the aforementioned VoW hierarchy, wondering where my opponents are in it."
I cross my hands underneath my thighs and place my chin upon my knees.
"First, let's talk about Ace Watson, since I have history with him. Ace, the only reason you're in this match is because I wanted to face you first. Surely you remember the first time we faced off... Breakthrough 26, you beat me, fair and square. No real funny business there, and I couldn't even get that match back. That was the first one on one loss I'd ever suffered and it was one of the matches that kickstarted that period of growing pains. From the match previous to yours, and until Darkest Hour 2015, I only won one match... I don't blame you, I don't blame Ziu Zhong, I don't blame Steve Herring, I don't blame Stuart Fishbauch, I don't blame Ryder Blade, I don't blame Calvin Harris, and I don't blame Heath Williams."
Deep breath, I'm sure that wasn't too pleasant...
"No, I blame Katie Moicelle. I wasn't good enough, I wasn't experienced enough, and I damn sure wasn't willing enough. I had nothing to lose after Breakthrough 25, and I went into our match with a jumbled mindset. As both of you can probably tell, that ain't the case anymore. I have... pretty much everything to fight for now: my Zero Gravity Title, my pay-per-view winning streak, my dignity, my record chasing, everything wrestling related. If I lose, I can say goodbye to ALL the things I just named, because they'll all be gone. I may not even be on the Breakthrough after Fate of the Gods if I lose. If I lose to you again, it all comes crashing down."
My casual disposition can only hold up for so long anymore. It's like that whole situation with Stacy made me feel more bitter towards people in general, especially now that I know that was all fabricated.
"Katie Moicelle, Zero Gravity Champion becomes nothing more than a memory; a footnote in the annals of Visionaries of Wrestling history. I don't want that, and if you lose the title next month to, say our other opponent, the same exact thing could happen to you. I know you, Ace. You don't want that. You just want recognition any way you can get it. It's not a lifestyle choice I necessarily agree with, but even that didn't stop me from being on the end you're on now: the outside looking in."
I chuckle a bit at my last statement, it summed him up.
"That's really a perfect allusion for your little comeback tour, Ace Watson: you're on the outside looking in. Like you are when you face Tyler Storm, like you were when you faced Beck Ramsey, and especially like you are against me nowadays. You are the perpetual bronze medal. You're not even the number one contender to the Zero Gravity Title, and just because the champion slips her tongue mentioning your name at all, you're automatically inserted into this otherwise one on one title match. Or so you'd think if you didn't have Twitter."
I take a sniffle, as if I'd just stated the obvious.
"That doesn't mean I refuse to face you. I take on all challengers, neither of you are different from that. It just means I plan on taking away that statistical advantage you've got over me, Ace. I will do everything in my power to make sure of that."
The camera cuts to me in a slightly different, more casual position. The battery died in the camera, which is the first time that's ever happened.
"Now, about Tristan Ambrose... The King Shit of the Zero Gravity division. You honestly... believe that."
I laugh a little bit at that, I think he truly does believe that.
"I'd never met you before Breakthrough 45. Hell, you were basically on hiatus when I showed up... and when I won Zero Gee... and pretty much every show until you lost to my then-fiancée. Trust me, now I know how that feels... Regardless, I tried to keep things respectful between us over Twitter, but you and especially your advocate weren't having that. He had to rub in the fact that I moved on from Stacy. He had to overstep his boundaries. I can sense it, you-- you're better than that. You, unlike your advocate, know when to stop talking and put 'em up when it counts. That's how you've gotten to this point, to challenging for the Zero Gravity Title. If I didn't exist, you'd have a reasonably high chance of winning it. Probably from someone like Dustin Holt, or Bama Brooks if he were still around, or maybe even Tyron Bickerton if he gave a shit. Who knows?"
I shrug as I say that last line.
"The fact is, I beat all of them either for the Zero Gravity Title, or for a shot at said title. By those means, I should be at least relatively close to cracking into the I4NI Title picture, if not the number one contender to it, if Tyron wins it. With that said, I dare both of you. Not just Tristan, not just Ace, but both of you: Give me all you've got and thensome. Because that's what you'll both need if one of you wants to beat me for my title. You can do it combined if you want to. You can make this a handicap match if you so choose. Whether it'll be enough or not is up to both of you to decide, because despite my personal life right now, I'm bringing my all to this fight. Understand and realize that."
I finally decide to get up and put even more emotion into this.
"You two combined may be the answer... or answers... to getting the Zero Gravity Championship off me and crushing my dreams. If it is, congratulations in advance. One of you... will have earned it. If not, then you're both spokes on this wheel, and it's gonna keep turning until there's either nothing left, or there's a new wheel. We'll all be spokes by then. Until then, bring your ruckus. I dare you."
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