Christy Matthews vs. Konrad Raab

[Konrad Raab]

Seeing his surprise after winning the Underground title. Chicago, Illinois. Monday 7th February. (Off-Camera)

It had been way too busy of a week for Konrad regarding his NASCAR career as he had to race in Los Angeles for Clash at the Coliseum and wrestle twenty-four hours after that for another company. There was still Nothing that would keep the smile off Konrad's face, although his mother having a new boyfriend still weighed on his mind, but not as much as it would have if he weren't champion. As he got back from wrestling a match in Chicago, hence why he had to live there, a small note was on the table, waiting for him on the kitchen table. It stated, Konrad, come down to the sex dungeon. Of course, he noticed Luiza was asleep, so it wasn't her.

Konrad suddenly realised who he could be seeing as he quickly scratched his head, dropped his wrestling bag and went straight downstairs to open the sex dungeon doors. When he does, there she was, the lady Konrad had always fallen over the heels for as he brightens his eyes at the red hair, blue icy eyes lady he hadn't seen since Christmas Day, Minerva. He stood in front of her.

Minerva: "I thought you were never going to come down."

Konrad Raab: "Minnie, you surprised me. I was expecting to go to bed with Luiza."

Minerva: "Oh no. Luiza went to bed because I told her to get time with you alone. Giving you a reward that an Iced GIMP deserves. I want you to put these leathers on. I want to see you in leathers again."

Konrad Raab: "Yes, mistress, you don't need to ask me twice."

Konrad only had a massive smile on his face, not even hesitating at all to take off his regular clothes, remembering the good old days when he was serving under Minerva's orders with the mask and leathers on. He had the same ones when he was a part of The Jackals, mostly being aligned with Minerva. Konrad was dressed in his GIMP gear in ten minutes, making Minerva smile.

Minerva: "You look even sexier than I imagined. You are perfect and always have been, despite your mistakes. Since you took my advice at Christmas, you've dished out a lot of violence."

Konrad Raab: "Only to remember in your honour, mistress and for myself to be a horrible bastard to those around me."

Minerva goes over to the bed and picks up the Underground title Luiza gave her earlier, which is why she came over. Konrad had a smile on his face, seeing how impressed she was.

Minerva: "Leading you to not only having a PPV match for a solo's title match but winning the Underground title as well. You have gotten so much better and more aggressive that I only want to do the one thing with you as your reward of listening to me and being a champion."

Konrad Raab: "Is it something to do with sex?"

Minerva: "Yes, certainly is. I've been trying to contact you, but with your NASCAR and wrestling career, you've been busy. I want you to know one thing; Drake said on Twitter for me to tell you that you needed to be abandoned to reach your potential. You delivered just that."

Konrad Raab: "Oh, I wasn't aware of that. I'm still angry with him for what he said about me. That still grinds my gears to call me a weak link. Not to mention my nightmares about my father are getting worse, even had my father almost killing Luiza in my dream."

It became a sudden thing for Minerva to hear about Konrad's nightmares, and she even took a step back, even if Luiza told her earlier about Konrad and his demons. Still, it wasn't something he wanted to talk about but needed to in case Minerva didn't discuss it with Luiza. Konrad gulped hard after he said it, knowing Minerva could destroy him. Luckily, she became understanding of the situation. She forces Konrad to go on the bed as he laughed a bit as he fell in the bed.

Minerva: "That's another reason I came as well. Those dreams you've been having about your father will go away when you're in bed with me. I think you need two nights with me to give you extra peace of mind.

Konrad Raab: "Seeing you is a blessing, Minnie. I missed you so much, and as I said, you'll always be part of my life. It's just you weren't ready for a commitment. I wish it could've worked out between the pair of us."

Minerva: "I know, but it's my past that prevents me from relationship commitment, knowing I'd let people down. Come on, let's get into bed and give you the celebration sex of a lifetime, along with keeping you nice and relaxed with us sleeping together.

Konrad nodded on what Minerva said, agreeing on everything she had said, even if it was a massive surprise he wasn't expecting. He and Minerva gave each other an enormous hug. Suddenly, when they were hugging and touching each other's genitals. Konrad and Minerva got their faces locked together and stuck their tongues down each other's throats to start kissing one another as Konrad says this.

Konrad Raab: "Like the good old days, I missed this so much with you."

Minerva: "I do as well, and I always think about you because, without you, I'd never have been a better professional wrestler. You're still so sexy, and you seem you're getting younger than older."

Konrad Raab: "Well, my sexual parts act like I'm a teenager still. Luiza looks younger and sexier each day I see her, much like you."

They were horny at this point, feeling each other with Konrad wearing the mask, reminding him of the times he enjoyed wrestling, but Minerva turned the lights off behind her. All you could hear was them moaning and the squeak of the bed, shaking, going all over the place for an hour before things in the sex dungeon went silent because Minerva and Konrad went off to sleep together in the same bed for the first time since Christmas.

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How does it feel that I took Lucas Knight out of wrestling, leaving you on your own, Christy? Chicago, Illinois. Sunday 13th February. (On-Camera)

Because Konrad had to head back to Mississippi for a match on Monday and he would be extremely busy with the NASCAR Daytona five hundred race week, today was the only day he could do his video for his upcoming match. Luckily for him, he was back in his surroundings, being in his video home with stains of blood on the wall, skeletons laid across the house and a metal chair in the middle of the room with two barrels of red paint in front of the chair.

Of course, there were screams from the home as Konrad showed the camera of the blood wall of fame he had of his victims, including a new addition to the wall, Lucas Knight. Konrad laughs evilly, enjoying the collection of blood he had from many of his victims, especially all, but two of them were male victims. Nobody was like Konrad on the roster of collecting blood from the damage Konrad caused on his enemies in the ring. Unlike all the other wrestlers, nobody would stop him from fighting as he licks his lips, fired up to talk about his upcoming match.

Konrad Raab: "Ah, Christy Matthews, the scum that kissed Lucas Knight's ass. How does it feel that regardless of what Jacob did, I beat your bully friend who's caused me nothing but hell and being in part of retiring him? I had nothing to do with bringing Jacob in. Heck, I didn't even know Lucas had a brother. But anyway, the fact is all of you would've taken advantage of what Jacob did, much like you and that bastard did when you both took advantage of Lexy's Crybabies attack to win the tag titles, so that's already happened. The violence I caused got me a title match, and violence was the main cause of me winning this Underground title, as you see hanging on the wall there."

Konrad put tape on the underground belt behind him where he sits so everyone could see his title. Konrad could only be happy and proud of himself, especially he had never felt more optimistic since it's technically the first time he came to his videos home as champion.

Konrad Raab: "I know you must be wondering like I was a few months ago, where the hell do you go from here, especially when you lost the United States title to Spencer Pryce, a rookie nevertheless. Nobody knows if you're going to go for the rematch. Sure, you've done well for yourself without that prick Lucas on winning the US title from Xander, Glory, Gavin before you had to face James Evans for the belt again. A round of applause on your efforts of achievements."

Putting his hands together in a mocking way which, Konrad didn't mean anything by it. He looks at the blooded wall, along with the victims blood he had, especially Lucas Knight's one, something Konrad takes like he'd won a NASCAR championship and a Wrestling title on the same night. Konrad opens a tin of paint and sniffs it.

Konrad Raab: "Smell of victory is a wonderful thing, Christy. Bet you're a lost puppy right now, wondering who you'd go to for help? It will take you forever because you've never been on your own, unlike me. Always had a manager or friend to back you up. Now, you have Nothing. I finally get a fight that nobody will give a shit if you get hurt, and nobody will come out and stop me from beating the living fuck out of you. It's like I've been saying, I have no problems coating my fists with your blood around them or anyone, title challengers or not."

Suddenly with the small moment of a break, Konrad pours some red paint all over him as he gets excited in his mind, blood dripping all over his entire body.

Konrad Raab: "I was begging for someone to step up to me for the title because I have a fetish for violence and blood, you see. Nobody can out violence me, and nobody is a crazy motherfucker like me because, unlike Kim, who has no reason to be a psycho, I have every reason to be. It makes me happy to be a fucking bully to everyone who's treated me like shit because that's one of the main sources of my forty-five years of anger comes from. Especially when you stuck up for that Lucas bastard and join in with his jokes of mocking me as a baby."

Gritting his teeth, getting his fist ready as he already wanted to fight, and he wasn't able to until Thursday. Right now, wrestling was the only thing on his mind. Not even racing was.

Konrad Raab: "You had the nerve to raise the new champion's hand as a form of respect? How pathetic you are. I respect and like nobody in this damn company. When I did, it not only got me nowhere, making me wait for six fucking years for a PPV title shot but got me treated like a doormat. You weak human being, but then again, The Order Of Chaos team name was the biggest bullshit I've heard. I've been way more chaotic since Minerva had other business to attend to than you and Lucas ever were. You both were like a safety curtain that pretended to have all this violence, but nobody was convinced. I've been proving that for the last few months, and I love it. I love hurting and beating the shit out of people to make them feel my emotional pain, only I psychically give them pain as well as the emotional side of things."

The one thing Konrad does feel better is when he gets a knife and cuts himself on his chest as he does, slicing with his blood and the red paint. However, Konrad picked up another barrel of red paint and poured it all over himself, letting it drip from his body, even with blood on top of it too.

Konrad Raab: "Nothing makes me feel better than someone giving me pain. When I scream in pain, I enjoy every minute of it, giving me a sick sense to make me feel better. I love putting myself in dangerous situations and deathmatches, giving me that satisfaction. You Christy can't handle the sick shit I have in my head to batter your head against a turnbuckle, trying everything to make you quit. Of course, you won't tap out, but I make you go straight off to sleep because of pain I'll give to you with Justin Davis watching his future when he faces me for the Underground title."

Konrad's joy of cutting his chest open was another story altogether as him sniffing the paint and blood, even the screams from the building as he sighs with delight, enjoying the feeling of his surroundings, a place he missed way too much.

Konrad Raab: "You know, I have seen every single ending of your video saying welcome to my world. Thank you for your welcome, but it's you that will be welcomed to the world of me, making you be in pain, making you burst into tears when I cripple your ass. When I smash your leg arm against a steel post, you will feel everything I'll do to you because, unlike Spencer, who's predictable, I'm an unpredictable horrible bastard. One who has no remorse for anything he does, having nobody stop him from doing all the damage he can to other wrestlers."

A sneer came out from Konrad, almost embracing the feeling of happiness he hadn't had for a long time, enjoying doing his videos again without going much into his career, that was for later on in the upcoming months.

Konrad Raab: "I wish I could fight backstage without officials having to jump in to stop fights, making me taste my and my opponent's blood because Nothing stops me from beating the shit out of people and feeling every hit they give me, and I give to them. I love it. I love everything I do in and out of the ring Christy. You may have the no quitters attitude like me, and I respect that because I'm the same way when it comes to almost killing my own body to go through battles I've had in and out of Underground matches."

Konrad licks his lips, picking up a metal bottle of water as he twists the lid off and takes a few sips of his water before putting it back on to make one more point.

Konrad Raab: "I love feeling to a point I could destroy myself in the ring and love being hurt more than ever before, something you wouldn't be able to handle. On Thursday night, as I'm recording this on Sunday since I'm going to be a busy man during the whole of that week, I'll be leaving you to beg mercy on the shit load of damage I'll do to you. I have no problems leaving you all blooded up and proving a point I can hang with the likes of your weak skills in the ring."

One more break as he takes a sip from the water from his metal bottle.

Konrad Raab: “I'm looking forward to crippling you, making you suffer from so much blood. I don't mind if you cripple me because, unlike you, I will enjoy the pain you'll give to me. I will do everything it takes to win by pinning you with your blood everywhere on the mat or crippling you, sending you straight to sleep. You will fear what I'll do in the ring because I'm a sick fuck, and you can't do shit to stop me. Prepare to be Iceinated by The Ice Blood."

Konrad laughs evilly once again as he stands up, looking directly at the camera before the camera goes black.