PART 6
Paige decided to try an old standby to get out of this one: she stomped on Brie’s foot. Brie loosened her grip a little, and Paige, turning, caught her with an elbow to the jaw. She tried to kick Nikki, forgetting her shorts were stuck around her knees. In doing so, she almost lost her balance, but the force ripped the shorts and gathered tights in half. She wouldn’t be wearing pants for the rest of this episode, she thought, but at least her legs were free.
She gave Nikki a forceful headbutt, then turned Brie around before she recovered from the elbow. “You’re concerned about my underwear? Really?” Paige taunted as she grabbed Nikki’s small thong and stretched it skyward. “You know what they say about people who live in glass houses, Brie?” She punctuated her question by slapping Brie’s backside with enough force to watch in redden immediately, but then delivered several others, screaming “This is MY house!!!!”
To Brie’s chagrin, Paige then pulled back on the thong so hard that it came off on her hand. She finished Brie with a kick to the rear that sent her sprawling to the mat, and turned her attention back to Nikki, who had recovered and might be ready for a fight.
“You little British brat… You don’t do that to a Bella and get away with it.” “Well,” Paige replied, “your sister couldn’t stop me, and neither can you. You won’t be ‘fearless’ by the time I’m done with you.” Hitting her with a swift knee in the crotch, she stunned Nikki again. This time, she grabbed her by her hair. “I think your little celebration was premature, my dear. But at least try the cake!” The crowd went wild.
Forcing her with one hand on her hair and the other at the back of her panties, she led Nikki to the table with the cake. Pushing her head down and leveraging a knee to help things along, she smashed’ Nikki’s face down into the cake. Dipping the hand that was on her head into the icing and putting a bit in her mouth, she said, “Tasty. I hear fat kids like you love it! Why not have some more?”
She pushed Nikki’s face into the cake another time, this time hard enough that she felt comfortable letting go of her hair for a moment and switching the hand on her underwear. She wedgied the pink bunny panties high, and delivered some resounding spanks with her right hand. Nikki picked up her face from the cake for a moment, moaned, then collapsed back into it.
“Oh, no, fatass…you don’t get out of it that way, you have to be conscious… What was it you like to call people, you and your sister? Losers? Well, yeah, today I’m proving that’s what you are. Not even your twin magic can save you from…hey, now,what’s this?” Paige had spotted where Nikki had quickly hidden the title belt when she knew she’d have to fight for it. It was flat, slid under the edge of the cake pan, but part of it was sticking out. Paige smiled, “It may not feel like it, porky bella, but today’s your lucky day.”
To louder cheers than before, Paige grabbed Nikki’s panties and pulled them down to her thighs, pushing her head back into the case to prevent whatever resistance might be coming. This was unnecessary; Nikki had used up her last ounce of fight by the time she landed in the cake. Paige picked up the belt and continued, “Years from now, if someone asks how it felt when I took the title from you, you’ll tell them it made ‘quite an impression.’ Now squeal for me!” Paige started smacking Nikki’s bare ass with the belt. If it was fair to say all the fight had gone out of the champion, she got a new burst of energy. After about five hard slaps with the belt, she decided to make a run for it.
“No you don’t” said Paige, clocking her with a fist. “You have to stay here, and at least watch me become champion.” Paige looked up at the clock, and saw just a few more minutes until she would be declared the winner. She slumped Nikki up in the corner, against the turnbuckle Naomi had put her against.
Paige held the belt up over her head, seemingly no longer concerned about her exposed breasts, and shouted, “THIS IS MY HOUSE!”
(Believe it or not, this story isn’t quite over yet, although it may be a long time before we see the rest, depending on my busy-ness level.)
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