BETHANY: Alright girls, I can’t help but think tonight has been a more than successful evening. Things
are falling in to place, exactly like we want them too.
DOROTHY: Hey Queen B, I know you wanted me in on this from the beginning, but I’ve got one question.
BETHANY: And it is….
DOROTHY: What the hell is going on?!
Bethany bent down on the table, towards a picture she had been doodling on.
ALI: You better make this quick. Trust me, one tiny bit of pleasure is not enough to convince me of
anything so far.
HEIDRUN: Leave Ms. Bethany alone! She help me earlier, keep cowards from hurting me. You hurt
her, I hurt you.
ALI: Listen here Beth. So far all you’ve surrounded me with are a bunch of pretty girls. And you know
my feelings on them. You’ve got five seconds or I end this pow wow with my bare hands.
BETHANY: Fine then….have any of you seen this tonight?
Bethany held up what looked like a logo, with the characters S&M drawn in the middle.
DOROTHY: Ya, you spray painted it on Joya earlier. I didn’t know what it meant then, I don’t know what
it means now.
ALI: Yeah, and those giant bitches, and that Asian slut did it too.
???: Now isn’t that a horrible thing to say about someone.
All four women looked up and saw three women standing at the doorway; Alexis Skye, Cassidy Heights,
and Rebecca Rush. Bethany smiled and stood up, then walked over to the three women and embraced
them.
After the break, the camera goes backstage and into one of the dressing rooms where Bethany Howlett,
Ali Huston, Dorothy Trojanowitz, and Heidrun Sigurdardottir were sitting around, discussing the evening’s
events.

BETHANY: Ahh, you’re just in time for the party!
REBECCA: You rang. I owed you a favor for getting me here, I’m returning the debt.
ALEXIS: And I hear you pulled a few strings to get me and Cassidy brought up to the major’s too. The
least we can do is listen to what you have to say.
ALI: WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!
BETHANY: If you’d shut up, I’d fucking tell you. Ladies look at all of us. What do we all have in
common? We’re all beautiful, we’re all dominatingly powerful, and we all hate these pretty little whores
that the company flashes around as the faces of this hell hole. Agreed?
DOROTHY: Yup.
BETHANY: I don’t think I need to remind all of you that I’m a genius. And what I did was scour the main
roster and the minors, to find the best bit of talent there was. But not just random girls. Ones with the
same desires I had. Who complimented each other, as friends, allies, and in some of our cases….
lovers.
BETHANY: You see, I decided that if management wasn’t going to give me the push I deserved, I was
just going to start hurting people. But that got boring quick. It’s too damn easy. So I decided….if it was
so damn easy…..why not get paid for it?
HEIDRUN: Pay? I thought we wrestle?
BETHANY: We do cutie. We do. But here’s what I’m suggesting. We start our own business, outside of
company lines. That way, not only do these fucks pay us for hurting their fucking models they parade
around….other people pay us to hurt them. But what’s business without pleasure babies? Look at all of
us. There’s not a single girl here I wouldn’t want to be with. And there are plenty of girls out there I’d like
to spend an evening or so with. So I suggest this.
BETHANY: S&M: Sex and Massacres. They pay us to beat up their bitches, we take their money, we
grab the bitch, take her back here, then do whatever we want to them. We hurt them for holding us
down, then we show them our gratitude for all they’ve done for the company….all night long.
DOROTHY: I’m fucking in. Hell, half the roster has asked me to be a bodyguard.
BETHANY: Perfect for you babe. Becca?
REBECCA: I told you I owed you. Hell, I’d be making these whores my slaves anyways, might as well get
some credit for it. As long as I get my pick of candidates for my sessions. It’s no fun unless they resist.
BETHANY: Done. Alexis, Cassidy…..speaking of which, do you ever say anything.
CASSIDY: If I want too.
ALEXIS: If you can get away with screwing a chick in the ring, we can do it and not even have to worry
about consequences. All we want to do is hurt girls, then make them ours. Payment is just a bonus.
BETHANY: Excellent. Heidrun?
HEIDRUN: You save me Ms. Bethany. You make cowards run. You keep from hurting me or Ms.
Dorothy. I help you.
BETHANY: Thank you sexy. Ali? It’s all on you. You’re the muscle…literally and figuratively. It’s all on
you.
Ali put her head down and thought for a moment.
ALI: This is about the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard. I’m not even a lesbian like you.
BETHANY: Could have fooled me.
ALI: I wasn’t finished was I? Don’t ever interrupt me again.
BETHANY: Anything you say.
ALI: I’ll join on one condition.
BETHANY: That is?
Ali let out a sick smirk.
ALI: I get first choice of the girls.
BETHANY: Done. Now then girls, lets make some plans. I think next episode will be a BIG statement for
us. But first, we need some privacy.
With that, the blonde began shoving the cameraman toward the door. A second later, the metal door
was slammed close.