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Kyong has heard about Lilith’s place and asked after it. She has a rough idea that it’s a “burlesque” club but has a poor idea what that means. The common misconception is that people immediately think of a… Well… A strip club in fact. Kyong has also overheard the other gym members talk about wrestling events, and just assumed those were similarly clothed.

It’s not that Kyong has any objection or judgement over another woman taking her shirt off. In fact, she’s very happy wearing outfits that are often quite revealing indeed. She just doesn’t want to go completely topless herself.

One day Kyong sees the post on the bulletin board in the club. Lilith has put out a help wanted ad seeking wrestlers. Kyong glances, then pauses at the phrase “bonus for topless”, and that prompts the obvious question. Does this mean that’s optional?

A quick call confirms exactly that, and Lilith is more than a little excited about her newest rookie. Then comes the explanation of what’s involved.

Although Lilith gets a great return on her oil wrestling shows, this isn’t going to be one of those. Further, there are quite a few restrictions on what’s allowed. Injuries are bad for business and the things that are seen to be at greatest risk of causing those are off limits. No throws, matches start from the knees. No ankle or leg locks, no arm bars or wrist locks either. Chicken wings or shoulder locks like a Kimura are ok but go slow with the pressure; in fact…

It’s not about the submission. It’s about the struggle. It’s also about the perceived suffering. Not screaming. Not cursing. Moaning and struggling for breath, so leg scissors, strangles, triangles, full or half nelsons, breast smothers and full body pins to a count of ten for the points (check out the later Video Sports Ltd productions for an example of what this looks like). As for the moaning, we’re not talking the kind of performance you would see in your poorer quality adult films, just don’t hide your discomfort. And most importantly of all, if you hear your opponent sounding like that, back off – just a bit. It’s not the tap out, it’s the time spent struggling to escape, the perceived desperation, and ultimately the final surrender. There’s no difference in pay win or lose. This is about putting on a show and captivating the audience.

Head spinning slightly, Kyong is starting to realise that there are some things she doesn’t know, and then her attention snaps back suddenly.

45 minutes?

“You’ll get a minute between falls to drink water, but you’re going to need to pace yourself and save your energy. Go too hard too fast and you won’t be in any shape to put on any kind of show for most of the match other than getting rag dolled while you’re trying not to puke. Trust me…”

Lilith smiles ruefully

“That’s not fun.”

Lilith mocks making a queasy face and Kyong remembers that Lilith is often her own performer.

The suit is a surprise. The reassurance is immediate, just the lightest touch of spray on adhesive and Kyong is promised nothing will slide out. She also gets to meet Priya again, and now the nerves are different again. Having rolled with the yoga expert she knows that Priya’s legs scoring full mount of closed guard will create a lot of problems. A strong hug and a kiss on the cheek, Priya makes it clear how much she’s looking forward to this. Priya also asks if Kyong wishes they both keep tops on, or if she has any objection to Priya’s breasts coming out. Kyong smiles and laughs just a little. That’s not a problem at all.

…

There’s not a lot of time left in the match. Kyong has scored a few falls. An arm triangle, one breast smother, even a pin. In return she’s spent quite a bit of time with Priya’s (often exposed) breasts in her own face and pressed against her own chest. But also, often against her shoulder blades.

Like they are right now.

After a shower and a change of clothes Kyong asks for feedback about how Lilith thinks things went.

“I would have you back any time kiddo – you guys were fantastic!”

Kyong feels pretty good about that, and then a thought. “What’s the go with Sandra’s video business?”

“That’s easy kiddo. She has a rule. You have to ask her. With your looks and your game, I would bet my club that she would love to have you, but she’s always worried about the women in her club feeling pressured or anything, so you have to ask her first.”

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Kyong has heard about Lilith’s place and asked after it. She has a rough idea that it’s a “burlesque” club but has a poor idea what that means. The common misconception is that people immediately think of a… Well… A strip club in fact. Kyong has also overheard the other gym members talk about wrestling events, and just assumed those were similarly clothed.

It’s not that Kyong has any objection or judgement over another woman taking her shirt off. In fact, she’s very happy wearing outfits that are often quite revealing indeed. She just doesn’t want to go completely topless herself.

One day Kyong sees the post on the bulletin board in the club. Lilith has put out a help wanted ad seeking wrestlers. Kyong glances, then pauses at the phrase “bonus for topless”, and that prompts the obvious question. Does this mean that’s optional?

A quick call confirms exactly that, and Lilith is more than a little excited about her newest rookie. Then comes the explanation of what’s involved.

Although Lilith gets a great return on her oil wrestling shows, this isn’t going to be one of those. Further, there are quite a few restrictions on what’s allowed. Injuries are bad for business and the things that are seen to be at greatest risk of causing those are off limits. No throws, matches start from the knees. No ankle or leg locks, no arm bars or wrist locks either. Chicken wings or shoulder locks like a Kimura are ok but go slow with the pressure; in fact…

It’s not about the submission. It’s about the struggle. It’s also about the perceived suffering. Not screaming. Not cursing. Moaning and struggling for breath, so leg scissors, strangles, triangles, full or half nelsons, breast smothers and full body pins to a count of ten for the points (check out the later Video Sports Ltd productions for an example of what this looks like). As for the moaning, we’re not talking the kind of performance you would see in your poorer quality adult films, just don’t hide your discomfort. And most importantly of all, if you hear your opponent sounding like that, back off – just a bit. It’s not the tap out, it’s the time spent struggling to escape, the perceived desperation, and ultimately the final surrender. There’s no difference in pay win or lose. This is about putting on a show and captivating the audience.

Head spinning slightly, Kyong is starting to realise that there are some things she doesn’t know, and then her attention snaps back suddenly.

45 minutes?

“You’ll get a minute between falls to drink water, but you’re going to need to pace yourself and save your energy. Go too hard too fast and you won’t be in any shape to put on any kind of show for most of the match other than getting rag dolled while you’re trying not to puke. Trust me…”

Lilith smiles ruefully

“That’s not fun.”

Lilith mocks making a queasy face and Kyong remembers that Lilith is often her own performer.

The suit is a surprise. The reassurance is immediate, just the lightest touch of spray on adhesive and Kyong is promised nothing will slide out. She also gets to meet Priya again, and now the nerves are different again. Having rolled with the yoga expert she knows that Priya’s legs scoring full mount of closed guard will create a lot of problems. A strong hug and a kiss on the cheek, Priya makes it clear how much she’s looking forward to this. Priya also asks if Kyong wishes they both keep tops on, or if she has any objection to Priya’s breasts coming out. Kyong smiles and laughs just a little. That’s not a problem at all.

…

There’s not a lot of time left in the match. Kyong has scored a few falls. An arm triangle, one breast smother, even a pin. In return she’s spent quite a bit of time with Priya’s (often exposed) breasts in her own face and pressed against her own chest. But also, often against her shoulder blades.

Like they are right now.

After a shower and a change of clothes Kyong asks for feedback about how Lilith thinks things went.

“I would have you back any time kiddo – you guys were fantastic!”

Kyong feels pretty good about that, and then a thought. “What’s the go with Sandra’s video business?”

“That’s easy kiddo. She has a rule. You have to ask her. With your looks and your game, I would bet my club that she would love to have you, but she’s always worried about the women in her club feeling pressured or anything, so you have to ask her first.”