A Bone To Pick

THE DOOR WAS OPENING. Clyde licked his lips in anticipation. He was going to look Allison dead in the eyes and tell her how big of a bitch she was and let her known that he'd continue to hound her until she fought him straight up in the ring.

Clyde was greeted by a European woman but it was not Allison Watson, it was arguably someone just as worse. "SHIT!!" His eyes lit up in shock when he saw the familiar red haired woman, greeting him with a sentence that made him snap at her instantly.

"Oh Goddammit! Go ta' hell, Morrigan!" He snapped at her, angered by the comment and the realization that he might have been led astray by Jamie. Now he really hated Morrigan, he was glad she seemed to get a quite a kick out of reminding him that she raped his fiance at the time. Clyde didn't even know why it bothered him, he and Heather were way past done, but it still bothered him.

"Christ... Look... I'm lookin' fer a tall blonde British bitch. Has a dyke haircut. Allison Watson. A real mean fucked up bitch... You know, like yer self."

Brittany was enjoying her time with Morrigan as it had been awhile since the two had fucked now that Morrigan was working for Taylor and just when the two women were about to get to the good part there was a knock at the door. Brittany grunted in dissatisfaction when Morrigan kicked her away and told her to wait. You are lucky you are such a good fuck." Brittany said as Morrigan went to the door.

After a few seconds Brittany would realize the their food had not arrived and that someone else was at the door. "Who the fuck is there?" Brittany called out to Morrigan as she put on a pair of panties but didn't feel the need to put on a bra. Brittany moved up behind Morrigan to see Clyde at the door. "So, what does this washed up cowboy want?" Brittany said as she looked at Clyde with a look of disdain and disinterest. "Just send his pathetic ass away. He isn't man enough to join us." Brittany said as she missed the conversation and just figured that Clyde was here for a fuck or a fight.

Morrigan's smile disappeared when Clyde began to talk. Was he just going and knocking on every door asking about some blonde bitch? While Clyde was explaining himself, Brittany came up and asked who Clyde was. Her other words also made Morrigan laugh a bit. "He's just some tool looking for his missing fuck toy, Lilith." She said with a chuckle.

Morrigan the laughed again. "Ahaha! Oh, Lilith, I had no idea! I thought the only cock you liked was latex!" She then looked at Clyde. "You're right though." She said. "He's as pathetic as they come. I fucked his girlfriend while he watched and whined!"

Morrigan turned back and looked at Brittany. "Though, he's certainly not worth a fuck, he might be be fun for a night's entertainment in another way." She said grinning at Brittany.

Clyde heard another familiar voice that wasn't British at all. It was clearly American, really bitchy and a bit screechy too. "Aw no." Clyde muttered with a clear frown, though his eyes perked up when he saw that Brittany's ample chest was exposed. He took a moment to admire. He didn't mind Morrigan in a hot gown or Brittany bare chested, he did however mind encountering them in person. He didn't like either of them individually, both of them together was just terrible.

His eyes widened though at Brittany's jab at his masculinity. "Bitch, I'm always man enough!" He declared angrily as Morrigan laughed and called him a tool lookin for his fuck toy? "Not even!" He interjected before Morrigan once again brought up the raping in the mansion. That he whined. Clyde grit his teeth tightly while squeezing the leg of the steel chair that was pointed at the ground. "I'm so worth a fuckin' fuck!" He thought. Angry at the insult towards his worth rather than being turned down sort of. He couldn't help it.

He froze however as Morrigan talked to Brittany about they could use him tonight in another way. Clyde frowned deeply, having heard enough, he decided to turn and leave to go down the hallway at a brisk pace, steel chair clutched in hand tightly.

As Clyde turned to walk away Brittany would step towards him to grab him by the hair. "Hey where do you think you are going? I don't think we were done talking to you yet." Brittany would say as she would try to toss Clyde back towards Morrigan by his hair. "I think when two lovely ladies want to enjoy some time with you you should be kind enough to oblige them." Brittany would say with a wicked smile on her face. "Wouldn't you agree Morrigan?"

Morrigan grinned as Brittany brushed passed her. Whatever this boy was doing here, he'd never knock on the door ever again. "Oh, I agree. Any man or woman who walked into a site like this should be popping at the crotch."

When Brittany tried to toss Clyde at Morrigan, the first thing she tried to do was kick the chair into Clyde to make him drop it. "Pretty sure this guy's crotch is not unlike a Ken doll's though!"

Clyde's heart jumped when he felt the grip on his hair. He knew what they were going to try and do, much to his chagrin. Maybe Morrigan was right, but Clyde just wanted out of here, he didn't want to be with these two wackos anymore than he wanted to spend time with Allison, but when he got thrown to Morrigan and stumbled, Clyde tried lifting his chair up to fight, but ended having that chair shoved right into his face when Morrigan kicked at it, smashing into him and making him drop to the floor.

"Fuckin'... Shit! Fuck off!" He growled as he tried to shake the dizziness off.

Brittany watched as Clyde was smashed in the face with is own chair. Brittany would walk up to the downed Clyde and grab him by the hair again. "Come on it is not gentlemanly to refuse the hospitality of two fine women like us." Brittany would say with a laugh as she would drag Clyde into the dressing room. "Come on in a stay awhile i am sure Morrigan would love a new plaything. I just hope you don't break as fast as the last one." Brittany would say as she would close the dressing room door behind her leaving Clyde all alone in the room with Brittany and Morrigan.

Clyde winced at the tug on his hair, he dug his wrestling boots into the floor to tried and create enough friction to that he wouldn't be dragged easily, twisting and turned and as he tried to bat Brittany's hand away from his hair and get loose as he bucked violently.

"No!!! Goddamit I ain't want this! Fuckin' let me go!!"

Morrigan felt good kicking the chair out of Clyde's hands. She kicked it into the room when Brittany pulled Clyde in and then looked at Clyde. She unfolded the chair and set it up. "He even brought his own place to sit and chat with us!" Morrigan said as she moved over to where Clyde was.

Morrigan lifted up her foot and tried to smash it down into Clyde's back. "Quit squirming around! You're in the presence of goddesses! You should act accordingly!Be nice and maybe this can go a little quicker." She said, leering at Clyde.