The second half and the big finish of this thing. Appreciate the feedback, Top Rope. Hope you enjoy this one too.
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Music hit as all attention turned to the entrance where Francine had emerged but not alone as the former Queen of Extreme held a leash in one hand and some other object in the other, but all the attention was on what that leash was connected to — the bunched up strap of Stephanie McMahon’s floral print bra as the general manager was crawling on all fours down toward the ring in just her bra and thong.
The Billion Dollar Princess, clearly processing the humiliation in store for her in the ring and as she crawled out in just her underwear, paused at the top of the ramp.
Without hesitation Francine used the other item, pressing it to Stephanie’s bare ass flesh, causing an electric zap and a cry from the woman.
Francine then kicked Stephanie in the ass as a way to tell the woman to keep crawling.
“Well hey now it’s a party,” Carmella said with glee. “OK Trish I guess you won’t be the only one exploring the fairer sex tonight!”
As Francine and Stephanie McMahon were half way down the ramp two women dressed in black and wearing masks raced past them and went right after Nia Jax, knocking down the woman, who had to this point largely hung in the background as muscle.
The two assailants knocked her down as Carmella screamed for Tamina to go help. The assailants and Nia Jax were trading blows by the time Tamina got into the mix and even the score.
Francine grabbed her cattle prod, dropped the leash of Stephanie McMahon and was going to move toward the unknown assailants when she felt a tap on her shoulder, as she turned around right into a kendo stick strike from her former ECW rival Dawn Marie.
Nia Jax and one of the assailants were trading blows working back up the ramp, as Tamina and the other assailant were doing the same.
Stephanie McMahon grabbed the fallen cattle prod, shifted its levels two higher, and caught Tamina with it right in the hip, dropping the bigger diva flat. The second assailant turned her attention to Jax as the three of them continued to fight up the ramp and into the back.
Carmella was standing at the ropes screaming amid the chaos before she realized Stephanie was headed toward her with the cattle prod.
The champion turned around to grab the chair only to discover it was in the waiting hands of Trish Stratus, who blasted the woman in the face with it, the clang reverberating throughout the suddenly silent arena.
Trish then wheeled around and decked Jamie Keyes with the chair, not even waiting to see if the ring announcer was a threat.
Stephanie had reached the ring at this point, while Dawn Marie was dragging Francine by the hair with her down the ramp.
Trish had moved toward the ring corner with Nikki Bella, who had awoken to her horrifying predicament and was now screaming. Trish loosened her fellow naked diva, allow Nikki the ability to close her legs for the first time in what felt like hours.
Fully aware of their state of dress and partially oblivious to Lilian’s hands being tied, both divas were about to exit when Stephanie, still in her flowery bra and panties, caught their attention.
“Finish the match.”
Both divas looked at Stephanie and then the ring where Carmella was still down after the chair shot. They turned around and got back into the ring.
As Trish made the cover and Nikki rifled off a quick 3 count, Stephanie had untied Lilian Garcia and handed the veteran ring announcer the microphone.
All three nude women looked on sheepishly at Stephanie who yelled “announce it and raise her hand.”
“Your new women’s champion, Trish Stratus,” Lilian screamed into the microphone.
Nikki raised Trish’s hand in the air as Lilian announced the result and the new champion. The flashes were back in the arena as the three women standing in the ring were all naked.
After a brief moment they again all attempted to leave the ring when Stephanie stopped them again.
“You’re just going to leave and not get even?”
At the sound of this the crowd exploded as the women surveyed the scene around them. In the ring Jamie Keyes laid in a crumpled heap after taking a chair shot. Carmella was flat on her back as well. Up the ramp laid Tamina who wasn’t even stirring after the cattle prod. At ring side Dawn Marie held Francine’s hair while the ECW diva swayed unsteadily.
Trish turned to Lilian and Nikki and the three women exchanged a wordless nod. Lilian and Trish turned around while Nikki bailed out of the ring and grabbed Tamina by the foot, dragging the diva back toward the ring.
Stephanie yelled toward Dawn Marie, who rolled Francine into the ring, where she laid at the Billion Dollar Princess’ bare feet.
Dawn Marie grabbed another microphone.
“Stephanie don’t mistake this as me saving you, but rather an opportunity to get even with Francine for all the shit she’s pulled. I happened to be here because of the invites to come watch Trish, but this was too good to pass up.”
Stephanie nodded at Dawn Marie.
“Well we’ll make sure Francine is yours if that is what you’d like. But I’m going to get my revenge first.”
The next to make a move was Lilian who let loose a primal scream as she began punching the defenseless face of the former NXT announcer.
Trish grabbed Carmella’s boots and began unlacing them, then removing each, before violently tugging the leopard spot patterned shorts off the former champion. Underneath was Carmella’s own leopard spotted micro g-string.
The crowd exploded as a new woman was getting stripped this time.
Nikki had reached the ring and was getting help from Dawn Marie in pushing the bigger Tamina through the bottom of the ropes and then entering after her.
Dawn Marie slid the box cutter over to Nikki, who wasted little time slicing through Tamina’s jeans and shirt, leaving her in a simple black bra and briefs combo.
Stephanie had already pulled the dress off Francine and had been propped up against the ropes in just her tiny thong. The Queen of Extreme’s large breasts were out and on display.
The Billion Dollar Princess, taking a page out of Carmella’s book, restrained the diva by using the ring ropes, facing her out toward the television camera.
She then grabbed the kendo stick that Dawn Marie had fetched and without warning began assaulting Francine’s ass with the wooden weapon.
Meanwhile Lilian had taken note of what everyone else was doing and had rolled Jamie Keyes out of the ring and pushed her onto the announce table. She zipped off the silver dress and slid it down Jamie’s body, exposing the muscular woman’s ass. Lilian flipped Jamie over then plucked off the matching silver bra and thong from Jamie’s body, throwing them into the crowd, where a fight broke out for the garments.
In the ring Tamina, now nude, was being positioned in much the same way Nikki Bella had been previously. Her legs spread wide while seated against the middle turnbuckle.
Unexpectedly the diva was completely shaved as her thick pussy lips were exposed and stretched.
After securing Tamina, Nikki rolled out of the ring and moved over to where Jamie Keyes was laid out on the table. She turned and said something to Lilian who immediately laughed and nodded.
Nikki grabbed Jamie and d****d the naked woman over the guardrail, exposing her ass to the audience. Dawn had moved over to the other two women at this point and she began directing traffic as fans began lining up for the second time to get a chance to spank an ass.
Back in the ring Stephanie had grown tired of the kendo stick spankings and had grabbed Francine and flipped her upside down into the tree of woe adjacent to Tamina. Using the leash she had removed off her own bra as a bind she tied Francine’s hands and feet to the ring post. Stephanie completed the scene by ripping off Francine’s thong.
Over at ringside Jamie Keyes was crying as fans continued spanking her and Dawn Marie had her own hands full warding off aggressive fans who wanted more than just a spank and even some who wanted a piece of the Dawn herself.
Signaling to Nikki that they needed to wrap it up, they pulled a dazed and reddened Jamie back into the ring side area and then rolled her into the ring, with Stephanie cutting strips of the woman’s dress to make another bind, as she was positioned with her ass out like Lilian had been earlier in the night.
Trish had placed Carmella in the ring ropes and was playfully slapping the Staten Island diva awake.
“Congrats, Mella. You successfully humiliated me. Well not just me, but several of us, and yet you didn’t retain your title and now you’re going to lose your dignity.”
The crowd which had been busy soaking the scene in popped as they realized Carmella’s comeuppance was afoot.
Taking the box cutter to Carmella’s top the diva sawed through the middle as Nikki Bella reached off the back and pulled away the remained of the garment, exposing the surgically enhanced breasts of the former champion.
“I wonder if she got her money’s worth?” Trish joked. Clearly the three naked but not tied up divas had forgotten their own exposure as they considered the revenge that was coming.
Trish reached over and mauled Carmella’s breasts. Massaging and tweaking.
“Oh ladies you need to feel these,” Trish said.
For the next few minutes all five divas took their time pawing at Carmella’s breasts while the diva just moaned.
Dawn took the microphone from Trish.
“You know Trish I think Carmella has a secret,” she said.
The diva then waved the cameraman over and she pointed down to the discoloration and dark spot that seemed to be occurring in the front of Carmella’s micro thong.
“Lets get a closer look.”
The crowd cheer surged again.
This time it was Lilian that reached down tugged Carmella’s thong to her ankles, revealing the completely shaved and completely wet pussy of her previous tormentor.
“Oh she definitely liked it,” Lilian said into the microphone as the crowd began chanting “HLA” and “Holy shit!”
Trish then proceeded to pull Carmella out of the ropes and took her by the neck to the turnbuckle where Francine was upside down and screaming.
“Now Carmella I want you to bury your face in Francine’s inviting pussy and give it a few nice licks,” Trish said.
She waved the cameraman over as he zoomed closer to Carmella’s face where her eyes were closed and her mouth was inches from the older woman’s pussy.
“Carmella here’s the deal. You give her five quick licks and I won’t use this cattle prod on you.”
Trish brought the prod close to Carmella’s face and pressed the button as electric sparks filled the air.
Carmella, clearly shaken of all previous hubris, immediately complied, as the camera caught her tongue lapping at Francine’s box.
Trish counted off 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 while Stephanie looked on beaming at the degradation of the two women who tried to ruin her this evening.
After the licks Trish grabbed Carmella by the neck and marched her next to Jamie Keyes, who’s muscular backside was on full display and had been receiving spankings from all of Dawn, Lilian and Nikki.
“Carmella one of the things you’ve got to do in this business is kiss some ass,” Trish continued. “You can start by kissing the ass of whoever this stupid, stupid b*tch was that got mixed up in your dumb plan. Let’s see those lip injections get to work!”
Trish grabbed Carmella’s face and squeezed her cheeks, pushing the lips out. She then smeared those same lips all over Jamie’s blistering ass.
“Looks like we missed a spot,” Trish said.
The older diva then grabbed Carmella’s face, dipped it slightly below Jamie’s ass and her pulled her straight up so that the Staten Island diva’s face would be right between the two cheeks, where she held it for a little bit of time.
Squirming with every ounce of her being, Carmella tried to get away from Jamie’s ass, but the strength of Trish was too much.
Finally when Trish pulled away the diva was gasping for breath.
“Let’s give Carmella’s mouth a slight break here,” Trish said. “There’s still some things to get to and we don’t want her passing out on us.”
The crowd thundered a “Thank You Trish” chant throughout the arena.
Trish drank in the applause before continuing.
“OK a little intermission here. Let’s get these two women untied,” Trish said pointing at Francine and Jamie. “Their mission is simple. The first one to make the other woman orgasm wins.”
A defeating roar from the arena as “Thank You Trish” chants started again.
Dawn and Stephanie began untying Francine while Lilian and Nikki did the same for Jamie.
Francine was the first to act as she charged Jamie, spearing the woman to the ground. Jamie used her weight advantage to knock Francine off, but made a critical tactical error as she turned and tried to get up. Using that exact moment of opportunity, Francine shot her hand in a punch toward Jamie’s exposed pussy, stunning the former ring announcer and giving the queen of extreme the chance to flip over for a better angle.
Using her hand Francine slid several fingers in and out of Jamie as the diva rocked forward onto her hands and knees and began moaning.
Trish used this opportunity to instruct Carmella that if she managed to successfully masturbate before either woman succumbed to the other that she’d avoid further punishment.
Carmella seated on the mat against the only open turnbuckle and still relatively shellshocked, took a beat to process the words before she decided to push her own fingers into her wet pussy.
Back across the the ring Francine was working on Jamie who’s stamina was coming into question. The former ring announcer out of instinct, grabbed out for the lower rope.
Nikki, who at some point had found her shorts and had put them back on, dropped into a crouch and informed Jamie that no rope break would be given in this no holds barred match.
Dawn Marie had found a second camera man that was now zoomed in on Carmella as the diva attempted to work her own orgasm.
Meanwhile Francine had continued to use the leverage as she punched her fist up into Jamie as the former announcer screamed equal parts pleasure and pain.
The ever ready production team at WWE had split the jumbotron giving patrons and at home viewers side by side comparisons as Carmella attempted to speed bag herself in record time while Francine was was working an arm into Jamie.
After a few thrusts from Francine the girl bellowed as juices began coming out and sliding down the arm that had worked up Jamie’s box. Jamie slumped down after her orgasm
“We have no winner’s here!” Trish declared. “Just wh*r*s putting on a show they’ll never live down for the rest of their lives.”
Carmella hadn’t stopped even though Francine had won and looked genuinely upset when her arms were pulled away from her by Nikki Bella.
“I think it’s time to wrap this up,” Trish said. “And that means it’s time to get up close and personal with Tamina.”
The daughter of Jimmy Snuka was stirring but hadn’t screamed or better yet no one had heard her scream because at some point someone had stuffed a thong in her mouth, but her powerful arms and legs had been immobilized, leaving her slightly sagging breasts and surprisingly shaved pussy on display.
“Now I think the only fair thing here is for Carmella to eat out Tamina,” Trish said amid another round of chants. “However Carmella still hasn’t orgasmed despite that sloppy wet pussy. Let’s give Jamie, who graciously left it all out on the mat just minutes ago, a chance to redeem herself. Her job is to finish off Carmella before Carmella can get Tamina off.
“Now about Francine…”
“You won’t have to worry there,” Stephanie called back. The Billion Dollar Princess had Francine bent over in the ring grabbing her ankles as Dawn Marie reared back with the kendo stick.”
“OK ladies. Lets get into position. And remember Carmella if you don’t win then I’m going to make this cattle prod go up that tunnel and press click.”
Trish dropped the microphone and grabbed Carmella from Nikki roughly marching the beaten down diva diagonally across the ring and throwing her face first into Tamina’s awaiting crotch.
Lilian and Nikki each grabbed an arm of Jamie and positioned her head underneath the crouch of Carmella, giving each woman similar access.
“Hold on I think we need to change out Tamina’s gag,” Lilian said. She looked around and found another torn thong. Then went over to Jamie, pushed it all around the woman’s sloppy wet mound, before taking it over and shoving it in Tamina’s mouth as the bigger diva squirmed.
Lilian took the microphone and moved to the center of the ring, aware but uncaring of her nudity at this point.
“Ladies and gentleman the following is an orgasm match,” Lilian began in her best announcing voice. “The two contestants will be Carmella and Tamina. Serving on Tamina’s behalf is Jamie Keyes, an untalented hack that should be able to parlay this into a nice career in porn. Now ladies get ready, get set, start eating that pussy.”
Carmella dove into Tamina’s exposed pussy with ferocity, lapping her tongue in circular motions around the older diva’s box.
Meanwhile underneath Jamie Keyes was struggling to find a similar motivation, having already been forced to orgasm, she didn’t have much else to gain.
Noticing the lack of enthusiasm from Jamie, Nikki rolled out of the ring, grabbed the back of the diva’s head and began grinding her face into Carmella’s own pussy.
This continued for several more minutes as Nikki grew tired she released Jamie’s face and shook her head.
Carmella continued to expertly work Tamina’s box, drawing cries from the diva that turned into moans, as the camera zoomed in for the tight shot when she eventually exploded into the face of Carmella.
“Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!”
Upon the last body thrust of Tamina, Trish pulled Carmella out from Tamina and raised the diva’s hand as the victor.
The new image of Carmella, a former champion that flew too close to the sun, was formed as the nude diva was covered in Tamina’s juices and makeup, glistening from sweat and her own leaking pussy. Trish walked her around to all sides of the ring as the photos were snapped.
At the last spot Lilian took her own microphone, bent down and shoved it right up Carmella’s inviting pussy, causing the diva’s eyes to bulge and her built up frustrations to finally explode in the middle of the ring.
It was there that Trish hit her patented kick, knocking Carmella out entirely.
Stephanie McMahon picked up a different microphone.
“I think the point has been proved here tonight,” she said. “If you’re going to come for the queens, Carmella. You better not miss.”
She dropped microphone as Dawn Marie came over and the five women, in various states of dress and undress bowed to all four sides of the arena.
Tamina continued to rage against her constraints until she was hit with the cattle prod again knocking her out.
Stephanie then led a procession around the sides of the ring barriers. Her marching with the cattle proud and Trish dragging Carmella behind her getting the diva close enough to the ring for lucky patrons to cop feels or smack the diva’s ass. Behind her was Nikki with Tamina, who’s large ass was getting worked by fans that missed out on Carmella. Then followed Dawn Marie who had Francine in a half nelson, allowing fans to grope her large breasts. Finally bringing up the read was Lilian, who struggled with the larger Jamie.
Halfway through the processional Lilian screamed as members of the crowd had grabbed Jamie from her and pulled her away from the veteran ring announcer.
Jamie body surfed a sea of hands as Stephanie came back over and yelled “She came through the crowd. She can go back out through the crowd. She doesn’t work here anyways.”
The processional continued with hundreds of hands copping feels and swatting asses while the rest of the arena began chanting for the final time.
“Thank you Trish!”
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