PPV 6 : Stephanie gets another chance

By Vincent T.

With Vince in control of the Divas for an extended period of time, Stephanie gathered her “crew” for new ideas and strategies. One idea was to offer a bargain to gain Torrie's release. They would have to bargain for a match to get Torrie away from Sable. Especially after hearing stories backstage from Sunny and Dawn about the things Torrie was being forced to do for Sable. Such as nude house cleaning, nude car washing as well as nude lawn care. Each time they saw Torrie, she was looking darker and darker. They had also heard from Dawn, which led to the possibility of it being a lie, that Sable was bringing home a different guy, sometimes two, several nights a week and Torrie was being made to do all the dirty work while Sable enjoyed the benefits. When asked for more explanation, Dawn only commented that Sable reached her peaks, while Torrie helped their guests reach theirs.

Another idea was for Trish to get some kind of revenge on Lita. But because she was just out of the hospital and therapy for her back and head, there was no way Trish could be ready for a match. That would have to wait.

Stephanie also wanted Kimberly to have a rematch with Sable. She was very impressed with her performance and thought she deserved another shot. And Stephanie wanted time in the ring with Tylene. She never liked her, and now liked her even less.

But with Vince in charge, she could only wait for his demands, then beg for her Divas on their behalves. About two weeks after the last PPV, Stephanie received a letter from Vince offering to meet and put together the next card. She was surprised by his offer to include her in making the lineup, but new she would not have much say in the matches.

Stephanie called her Diva pals together the next weekend and told them she had the lineup. They met at Trish's home so she wouldn't have to travel and Stephanie revealed the card. Surprisingly enough, she was able to have some input, and even got a few wagers on the table as well.

First: She got the rematch for Kimberly against Sable. However, instead of wrestling for the title, Stephanie agreed on behalf of Kimberly that she would forgo the title opportunity for a chance to rescue Torrie. What would be on the line would be a chance to wrestle for Torrie. Whereas if Kimberly won the match, the following week Kimberly and Torrie would face Sable and Tylene for ownership of Torrie, and the following PPV, Kimberly would get a rematch for the title. If Kimberly wins this month and then she and Torrie lose at the next event, Torrie would be sentenced to another 6 month term of service to Sable. (Without Torrie's consent, Stephanie agreed to this, knowing Torrie would be willing to risk it.) But if Kimberly lost in this PPV, she would become Sable's second 6 month slave, and Torrie's tenure would begin all over. The referee for the non-title match would be Nidia.

Second: Madusa and Molly would have to face Lita and Gail since they were the new number one contenders to their tag team titles.

Third: Because of the previous PPV results, Victoria would have to face Dawn, Beulah, and Francine in a handicap match.

Fourth: To gain the previous match for Torrie, Stephanie had to agree to a tag match with Jazz and Zira against Ivory and “any bitch dumb enough to tag with that Italian whore.” As quoted by Zira. Tori offered to tag with Ivory again, and Ivory gladly accepted.

And Fifth: The final match of the card would be the wager to end all wagers. Stephanie would get a shot at Tylene, but in a tag team match again. This time Tylene would have Jackie Gayda as her partner and Stephanie had to team with Stacey since her favorite partner, Chyna, was still injured from the last PPV. And the wager on the line? Complete control of the lineup for the next PPV!

All the ladies were excited, except for Ivory. She knew that after she caused Jazz and Zira to lose their titles, they would seek her out and want vengeance. She had been on the wrong end of their pain & torture too many times to know how much they enjoyed it, and how much they enjoyed doing it to her. She thanked Tori immensely and promised to do everything she could to end the match quick and help keep her from getting seriously injured as well. Tori told her not to worry about her, she just needed to keep her eyes on them at all times. Knowing those two, all Jazz and Zira would have to do was to seriously hurt one of them, then they would be free to have a two on one for the rest of the match. That made Ivory even more nervous. Madusa also confided in Ivory that since she had their backs at the last PPV, they would have hers this time.

The night of the PPV, Ivory arrived alone because she had been unable to reach Tori since two days before. Tori failed to show up for their last training session last night, and she never called. Ivory ran straight to her dressing room and locked the door behind her, hoping to find Tori already there. She was elated when she saw Tori's training beg on the bench and sat hers beside it. She listened to a noise she heard and realized it was the shower. Excited that her partner was there, Ivory stepped into the shower area went to call out to Tori to let her know she was here. But when she looked at the privacy screen, she realized Tori wasn't alone. In fact, it appeared that Tori was in the shower with two people, two dark skinned people. Unsure what to think or do, and a little surprised that Tori would take part in such strenuous activity right before a match, Ivory peeked around the edge of the curtain and to her shock saw Tori sandwiched between Jazz and Zira. Jazz was standing behind her as she fondled Tori's chest and crotch with each hand. While Zira was standing at Tori's front, holding each of Tori's hips, and sucking on Tori's tongue as Tori retuned the favor. Tori's arms were reaching behind her own back, down Jazz's front appearing to be pleasuring her as well.

Ivory let the curtain fall back to it's spot and sulked back to the dressing room. This was not good. Her partner was in the shower with their opponents for the night. She knew that she couldn't stay here. If Tori was now with them, which it appeared that she was, there was no way Ivory would survive a three against one attack in here. Ivory grabbed her bag and bolted out the door, heading for the nearest empty room and locking herself in. Moments later, Jazz released the string around Tori's neck, and Zira laughed at the outcome of there plan.

“Good luck trying to convince your partner that you're not with us.” Zira said as she wiped her mouth.

“You two are sic. I can't believe you two would do this.” Tori replied.

Zira replied to that comment with a punch to Tori's stomach. And instead of releasing Tori's hands from the strap around Jazz's waist, Jazz simply took the strap off herself and left Tori tied up. Jazz knocked Tori to the shower floor with a double fisted strike to her back and followed with a kick to her ass.

“And if you come to the ring,” Jazz added, “It'll be that and a whole lot more.”

“Yeah, we just want some alone time with our little bitch Ivory. We're gonna hurt her, then fuck her, then maybe hurt her some more.” Zira finished as they wrapped up in towels and left the room.

Laughing Jazz added, “But sis, when we fuck her, we do hurt her. Maybe we'll just give the fans what they want and fuck her right in the middle of the ring tonight.”

Tori could hear both Divas laughing as she began the long struggle to untie herself, knowing she had to get to Ivory and explain.

Once she got out of their dressing room, as she was pulling down her top after getting her shorts partially zipped, she ran into Asya and Jackie Gayda coming into the arena. When they saw their one time tag partner with her shirt half off, and her shorts not even zipped, they laughed and pushed past her, knocking her down. Asya stomped Tori's stomach freely, with Tori's arms tied up in the shirt she was still trying to get on. She then kicked her in the head as she and Jackie laughed and continued on to Jackie's dressing room.

Tori pulled herself up and began knocking on doors, looking for Ivory. Most inhabitants of the dressing rooms yelled for her to go away. One door finally opened and it was Torrie. When Tori saw her, and the fact that Torrie was nude, she immediately asked her if she was alright, to which Torrie quietly shook her head no. Tori confided in her that a match tonight could help her get her freedom. Tori reached out and hugged Torrie but was soon interrupted by Sable in her black leather shorts and sports top.

“What the hell do you want?” Sable chided.

“Nothing from you.” Tori answered. “Just saying hello to my friend.”

“Right now, she ain't got no friends. She only has me, her master.” Sable grabbed Torrie by the hair and turned her face to meet her own. “Isn't that right slave, aren't I your only friend in the world?”

With a whimper, “Yes Sable, my love.”

Sable smiled and looked back to Tori, “I've ordered her to answer me that way, gets me all steamed.” She finished as she licked her lips.

“Get down and take off my shorts slave.” Sable ordered. Torrie unzipped her shorts, slid them down to her ankles and tossed them away. Sable then grabbed Torrie by her hair and pulled Torrie's face into her crotch.

“Please me slave.”

“Yes Sable,” Torrie mumbled with her face covered in pubic hair, “my love.”

Torrie obediently began licking Sable's naked crotch as Sable smiled and looked back at Tori.

“So if you wanted nothing, why are you still standing at my door watching my slave eat my pussy?” Tori paused, but Sable continued, “Do you want me to order her to please you next? I'm sure she'd enjoy it.” She finished with a wink.

Tori shook her head no in disgust. “Fuck you Sable, your time is coming.” As she walked away, she could hear Torrie begin to gag as Sable pulled her face even closer to her crotch.

Tori continued her search, but for the next 30 minutes, was unable to find her partner.

Vince's voice could be heard over the studio paging system, calling for the Divas of the first match: The tag team title match, Lita and Gail Kim against the champions Molly and Madusa. Special Referee: Sunny

Molly and Madusa came out in their royal blue matching bikinis, while Lita and Gail now sported matching gold bikinis. After the customary stare down and strategic whispers, Lita and Madusa began the match. Sunny called for the bell as Lita and Madusa circled each other. They finally locked up with Madusa head-locking Lita and flipping her to the mat. Once there, Lita slapped the match in frustration and began to stand. She forced Madusa against the ropes and bounced her to the other side. When Madusa rebounded off the ropes Lita swung a lariat, which Madusa ducked, Madusa came off the other side and executed a cross body block that took both she and Lita to the mat. She grabbed Lita's leg as Sunny got down for a slow one count. Lita kicked out and rolled away. Madusa chased her and grabbed her by the hair and lifted her up and dropped her back down in a body slam. She lifted Lita again but this time got a finger in the eye, as Lita desperately did not want to be slammed again. With Madusa partially blinded, she snuck behind Madusa, dropped to one knee and delivered a low blow. Madusa fell to her knees clutching her crotch as Lita tagged Gail in. Gail delivered a standing kick to the back of Madusa's head and stomped her again once she hit the mat. Gail then mounted Madusa, locked her fingers under Madusa's chin and pulled her back in a recliner submission hold. Sunny got in Madusa's face and asked if she wanted to quit. Madusa responded by standing up with Gail now on her shoulders and dropping her backwards in a suplex.

Madusa crawled to her corner and quickly tagged in Molly. Molly charged in and lunged at her former friend and protégé. She caught Gail from behind, as she was reaching for Lita, and dropped her with a bulldog right near Gail's corner. Molly rolled Gail over and went for a quick pin. Sunny slapped the mat twice before Gail kicked out and, as Lita was about to come through the ropes. Molly lifted Gail, pulled her to the center of the ring and pushed her head between her legs. She lifted Gail by her hips and dropped her down in a pile driver. Knowing this was the end; Lita came through the ropes immediately and pulled Molly off her partner. Once Lita exited through the ropes, Molly lifted Gail again, locked Gail's head under her left arm and prepared to lift her up for an inverted suplex. As Madusa was finally getting to her feet, her partner was getting Gail up over her head for the suplex. But just as Molly was preparing to drop Gail, Lita leaped off the top turnbuckle feet first and planted them in the middle of Molly's back. Knocking Molly down with Gail crashing on top of her. Lita then jumped up and ran at the now standing Madusa. By the time Madusa saw her coming it was too late. Lita crashed into Madusa, knocking her off the apron and to the floor where she bounced and then collided with the announcer's table.

Lita then walked back to Molly, lifted her up by the hair, and threw her over the top rope near her corner and watched her crumble to the matted floor. As Gail recouped, Lita followed Molly out and lifted the ring apron to find some assistance. The first weapon she found was a metal chair. She lifted it up and slammed it down twice on Molly's back before discarding it. She then found a ring pole that was unused. After hitting Molly in the back again, Gail came around to help, but was told by Lita to go keep Madusa occupied. Lita then pulled the pole under Molly's chin and used it to choke her. But this only seemed to wake Molly up, as her resistance was greater. One more search found a microphone cord. Lita smiled at this discovery.

Around the other side, Gail was using a chair to keep Madusa from standing up. After hitting her across the back, and the back of her head, she forced Madusa onto her back and opened the chair, placing it over Madusa's prone body and took a seat, and began talking to Dawn at the announcer's table.

Lita lifted Molly to her knees by her hair. She quickly wrapped the cord around Molly's neck, cinched it into a knot and pulled upwards, and began applying more pressure by burying her knee into Molly's back. Molly had no chance in her weakened state to escape; her only hope came a few moments later. A blond blur came over the barrier and up behind Lita. Trish slammed a bat across Lita's back. Molly fell forward to the mat gasping for air. Trish stood over Lita. A look of vengeance in her face. Lita looked back behind her to see Trish and she immediately began crawling away. But another shot with the bat to Lita's back slowed her escape, and broke Trish's bat. Once Lita was lying still, to Trish's satisfaction, she helped Molly into the ring.

Trish then got in two more kicks to Lita before she finally helped her up, gave her a knee to her belly, then a knee lift to her chin, before finally pushing her under the bottom rope into the ring. Once in the ring, Molly tapped Sunny on the ankle as she crawled over to Lita and laid across her for a pin attempt. Sunny took a moment to figure out who were the legal participants, and after realizing that she had them in the ring, she knelt down and counted to three. Gail turned to cheer Lita at the sound of the bell but to her shock saw Molly's hand being raised while Lita lay prone on the mat. Gail charged in the ring, but was too late. Trish had pulled Molly out, and was now helping Madusa up and leading her to the back behind Molly.

Gail screamed at Sunny for counting Lita out, but Sunny informed her that it was her fault for not helping her partner. Gail dragged Lita out and helped her to the back as Vince called for the next match.

Beulah and Francine came out in matching robes to a chorus of cheers. They were met by Dawn in the ring as they hugged and cheek-kissed. Dawn was still in the clothes she wore to the announcer's table, tight red short shorts, and a black sports bra trimmed in red.

The cheers turned to boos as Victoria came out dressed in a purple thong bikini. She ignored the crown and stood on the apron, glaring at Dawn who was now positioned between Beulah and Francine, slightly behind them.

“I know you want me Vicky, but tonight, I'm just gonna sit back and enjoy watching these two have their way with you. If you get going a little too strong, I'll join the melee, but until then, you're all theirs. Oh, and the girls here told me how much fun you had with them last month in the locker room, so they decided to skip the formalities and get right down to the ‘bare' necessities.” As she finished this, Beulah and Francine disrobed revealing that they were nude underneath.

“They said they really enjoyed their time with you, and they thought maybe they could entice you to continue your relationships.” Dawn finished as she stepped through the ropes.

Victoria 's face turned red as she charged through her opponents and lunged for Dawn. But before she could pass, Francine tripped her, leaving her face down on the mat. Beulah pulled the belt form her robe and wrapped it around Victoria 's neck and began a chokehold as Francine held down Victoria 's legs for leverage. Debra rolled into the ring to act as referee.

Victoria was finally able to get her fingers between the belt and her neck, and eventually rolled over, freeing her from her attackers. But Francine held Victoria 's feet and tried to roll her back over for a submission hold. But Victoria kicked out and crawled under the bottom rope for a quick breather. Dawn stood up incase Victoria tried to attack her again, but Beulah was out of the ring and kicked her down to the mat. Francine joined them outside the ring and sat down beside Victoria 's head and wrapped her legs around Victoria 's neck in a scissor lock. Beulah went to Victoria 's feet, lifted them and placed her foot over Victoria 's crotch. When Victoria began her escape attempt from Francine, Beulah lowered her heel into Victoria 's crotch causing her to scream, and stop her escape. Each time Victoria would try and loosen Francine's legs, Beulah would kick again.

Dawn then stood and walked over to the action. Francine released her leg lock and Beulah let Victoria 's ankles fall to the floor. They lifted her by the hair and each girl took an arm as Dawn walked up into Victoria's face and informed her of the stipulation Vince had just added to this match.

“Just so you know Vicky, if you loose, you become my slave for 3 months. But if you somehow win, then I'll be your bitch for the rest of the night. He took some convincing,” she continued as she sarcastically wiped her mouth, “but I got him to ‘come' around.”

Before Dawn turned back to her seat, she left Victoria with a slap across her cheek and a punch to her exposed belly.

“Before you take her back in the ring girls,” Dawn ordered, “strip her.”

Moments later, Victoria was rolled back in to the ring, naked. Beulah and Francine followed. But what they didn't know was that while Victoria allowed them to strip her, she was regaining energy. As the two Divas ascended the steps and prepared to enter, Victoria got up and charged at them both, leaping up and executing a flying body press over the top rope and taking them both back down to the floor where Victoria landing on their chests and faces. Victoria rolled off in pain but at least she was moving. Beulah and Francine lay on the floor stunned and unmoving.

Realizing the predicament her team was in, Dawn got up, kicked her heels off and ran to Beulah and Francine and began slapping their faces trying to revive them. But before they could respond, Victoria was up, holding her stomach, but standing, and grinning.

“It's just me … and … you.”

Dawn put her hands up in a pleading manner as she backed away form Victoria. But eventually she backed up enough so that she was forced to enter the ring or be trapped against it. When Victoria followed her in, Dawn tried a surprise attack, but was thwarted by Victoria who blocked her punch, delivered one of her own, followed by a head butt. When Dawn fell to the mat, Victoria catapulted herself over the tope rope and executed a guillotine leg drop across Dawn's chest. She then lifted Dawn by the hair and dropped her in a quick DDT. Victoria decided to go for a quick finish since Beulah and Francine were both now beginning to stir. She lifted Dawn again, pushed her head between her legs and lifted her by her shorts, pulled her back further and dropped her in her patented widow's peak.

With a slight smile on her face, Debra knelt to the mat and counted Dawn's shoulders to the mat as Francine and Beulah began crawling in to the ring. As Debra raised Victoria's hand as she knelt on the mat, Francine and Beulah tackled her to the mat, holding her down. Debra seemed confused as she moved to exit the ring. The two divas screamed at Dawn to get up as they held Victoria down, with Francine covering Victoria's mouth with her hand. Seconds later, Dawn came to, saw what had happened, and scrambled to the announcers table. She grabbed a role of something and ran back into the ring. As Francine and Beulah struggled to hold Victoria down, dawn began unrolling clear packaging tape and quickly applied it around Victoria's mouth as Francine gradually removed her hand.

“What are you doing?” Debra shouted.

“If her mouth is taped shut,” Dawn answered, “she can't give me orders right now.”

Beulah and Francine began punching and pounding on Victoria as she laid trapped under their bodies. Once she was still, Beulah took the tape from Dawn and taped Victoria's hands behind her back. Francine did the same to Victoria's feet and for the second PPV in a row; these two divas took Victoria behind the curtain, bound and naked. They dragged her to their dressing room as Jazz and Zira walked by for their match, which was next.

Dawn returned to the announcers' table, her hair ruffled and a little woozy, but nearly back to herself.

Jazz and Zira came through the curtains dressed in matching black robes. After entering the ring, Ivory came through alone, wearing a white thong bikini. Jazz and Zira laughed as their opponent came through the ropes by herself. Sunny also entered as the referee.

“Couldn't find a partner huh?” Zira asked.

“I found one, but it seems you two got to her first.”

Jazz edged up to Ivory, “You know we always have more fun when it's just you and us anyhow. So why don't the three of us just skip this match, and go back to our dressing room and do what we three do so well.”

Ivory backed away. “If I have to fight you two alone, I will. But I will not be your bitch again.”

As Ivory finished, Zira and Jazz removed their robes to reveal that they were only wearing one piece of matching equipment. They each had on a black strap on dildo, and nothing else. Their fans went nuts, screams and catcalls from the crowd. Jazz and Zira paid them no mind, keeping their eyes on their prize, Ivory. Ivory stepped back into her own corner.

“What is this?” She demanded.

“Well, we just figured that sooner or later, we're gonna fuck you.” Zira answered. So we figured we might as well bring these,” as she stroked her appendage, “now and get on with it. You've had both of these before, so it should be very familiar to you.”

Just then, Tori broke through the curtain. She ran into the ring and confronted Ivory, begging her to listen to her. Ivory pushed her away saying that she saw Tori with them in the shower, and she thought she could trust her, but now she knows she was wrong. Tori begged her to trust her but Ivory could only stare at her opponents and think of what was about to happen to her.

Jazz finally broke their argument and tossed an ivory colored strap on dildo to Tori.

“Thanks Tori,” she said, “you did your part of the deal, and here's your reward to join us.”

Ivory got livid. Tori looked at Ivory in shock, but before she could explain, Ivory kicked her in the stomach and DDTed her to the mat. Ivory stood over Tori with tears in her eyes.

Zira walked up beside Ivory and whispered to her ear, “Actually, we never had a deal with Tori, but we knew that you would help us with our plan, and you just did.” Standing over her partner in shock, Ivory barely realized the Zira had gotten behind her, and was running her hand across Ivory's breasts, licking the side of her neck, and pushing her other hand down towards Ivory's crotch. Continuing her whisper, “We just want you Ivory. You and your Italian skin, your Italian smell, and even more…your Italian taste.” Zira licked Ivory's ear as she pulled away and rejoined her sister.

Zira stepped through the ropes as she and Jazz prepared for the match. Ivory bent down and tried to revive Tori. But before she could, Jazz was behind her. She lifted Ivory by her hair and slammed her down back first against the mat. She lifted her again, and then did a standing clothesline, knocking her to the mat again. A kick and a stomp later, Jazz lifted her and walked her to her corner where Zira was waiting. But before tagging in, Zira stuck her foot through the ropes and planted it in Ivory's stomach, bending her over. Once there, Zira grabbed her by her hair and pulled her face onto her dildo, sliding it into Ivory's mouth. Zira face fucked her for several moments while Jazz held in her place from behind. Once Ivory was able to pull away after being gagged, Zira tagged in.

Ivory tried to crawl away to her empty corner, but Zira was soon on her and successfully ripping off her thong bottom. Zira then mounted her back and applied a camel clutch, after holding her there for another two minutes, pulled her top off as well.

Tori was just now starting to move on the ring apron and rolled out of the ring to recoup. Zira lifted Ivory by her hair and whipped her back-first into their corner. Once there Jazz tagged in as Zira placed each of Ivory's legs over opposite middle ropes. Jazz stepped up and slid her dildo into Ivory's pussy and began pumping her as Zira stood behind Ivory and held her arms over the top ropes. After this corner assault, Jazz pulled out as Zira let go and Ivory fell to the mat face first. After conversing their next plan, Jazz lifted Ivory by the hair and pushed her back into their corner, face first. Jazz then unloaded a barrage of punches to Ivory's kidneys and back. Zira then tagged in as Ivory was propped in their corner. Zira bent Ivory backwards and dropped her in a reverse DDT.

Zira then slid over and sat on Ivory's face and began a naked crotch grind over Ivory's mouth. Sunny knelt down and began to count. Zira reached over and grabbed Sunny's hand and said, “I'm not pinning her yet, this is extra.” Sunny stood and awaited further instruction.

Once Zira had achieved her satisfaction, she stood over Ivory and shook her head sarcastically at the lack of competition. Zira looked up and saw Tori getting to her feet outside the ring, she turned and nodded to Jazz who jumped from the ring apron and circled the ring. Before Tori could even look up, Jazz clothes-lined her from behind. Jazz then moved part of the floor mats and body slammed Tori on the concrete floor to keep her from getting involved in the match.

Back in the ring, Zira was sitting on Ivory's face again, but now she was pumping her dildo into Ivory's mouth as she held Ivory's hands above her head. Because of Zira's leverage, Ivory was unable to kick out and was forced to endure this assault for 3 minutes. Once Tori was subdued with her own ripped t-shirt, Jazz rolled into the ring and told Zira she was getting bored with this.

Zira said, “Fine, let's end this and take our reward.”

They both smiled as they lifted Ivory to her feet. Jazz ducked behind Ivory, and lifted her up onto her shoulders as Zira ascended the corner turnbuckle. Zira leaped off grabbing Ivory in a front face lock and slammed her to the mat. Jazz then climbed the ropes as Zira, standing at Ivory's head, lifted her ankles allowing Jazz to come down knee first onto Ivory's crotch. They rolled the semi conscious Ivory back onto her back. Jazz sat on her face, facing Zira who was kneeling at Ivory's crotch and pushing her dildo in. Zira fucked Ivory's pussy as Jazz brought herself to an orgasm on Ivory's mouth. Once they were physically satisfied, they told Sunny she could count. Three slaps later and Jazz and Zira were winners and as a thank you from Vince for a highly entertaining match, awarded them the title of number one contenders for the next PPV for the tag team titles. Vince also told then they would earn double if they would wear the same “equipment.”

The sisters smiled and agreed to his request. And as they had in so many other victories, then dragged Ivory behind the curtains and took their reward.

The next match, against Sable's wishes, would be the non-title match between Kimberly and Sable. Upon entering the ring, as Torrie went to stand on the announcer's side of the ring, Sable again announced her displeasure at not being the final match of the night. Vince assured her it would not happen again. If she won, then she would choose her own opponent for next month. But if she lost, her match would definitely be the main event next month. Torrie smiled at just the thought of Sable losing and her ownership being up for grabs. Kimberly entered the ring and glared at Sable.

“Last time I had you beat Sable. This time you won't get any help from Debra.” As she nodded at Nidia. “This time I'll get the win, and one step closer to freeing Torrie.” As Kimberly finished, she winked at Torrie, who smiled back.

But just when Kimberly turned back around, Sable slapped her across the face causing Kimberly to stumble. Another slap followed but the third was blocked as Kimberly landed one of her own. Now it was Sable who stumbled as Kimberly charged in. Kimberly tackled Sable to the mat and began slapping and punching Sable wherever she could find an opening. But moments later, after counting to ten, Nidia pulled Kimberly off Sable by her hair. Telling her she was in the ropes and they had to break.

Kimberly shook Nidia off and went back at Sable who was standing now. She kicked Sable in her stomach, forcing her back into a corner. She leaped up, planted her feet in Sable's stomach, then catapulted her across the ring. Kimberly followed that up with by lifting Sable by her long blond ponytail, and whipping her back into the opposite corner. Sable landed hard against her back but was able to move just as Kimberly came in for a spear. Kimberly's shoulder made contact with the post as she laid in the corner for a moment, trying to ease the pain. Sable laughed as her opponent was propped in the corner. Sable walked up behind Kimberly and kneed her in the ass. Kimberly cried out and tried to back up, but Sable's leverage allowed her to keep her trapped in the corner a while longer. Another knee to Kimberly's ass and she was dropping to her knees in the corner, right where Sable wanted her. Sable reached down and ripped off her top, throwing it to Torrie.

“Hold that baby, we might need it later.” She ordered.

Sable lifted Kimberly by her hair and slammed her face first into the corner. She slammed her three more times before Kimberly melted down to her knees again, trapped in the corner. Sable turned Kimberly around while on her knees, and kneed her in the forehead, knocking her back to a sitting position in the corner. She then ordered Torrie to come over and hold Kimberly in place by her hair. Torrie did as she was ordered.

Sable backed up and ran at Kimberly, diving into the corner into a bronco buster. Sable bounced on Kimberly for several moments before finally tiring and backing out.

Sable waved to her fans as they cheered her apparent victory. Sable lifted Kimberly by the hair and whipped her across the ring to the other side. Sable charged after her and speared Kimberly right into a seated position between the top and middle ropes. Kimberly's mouth formed an “o” as the air seemed to completely leave her body. Sable stood back and admired her work as Kimberly slowed fell to the mat. Sable then rolled her over onto her back, stepped on her long hair, and lifted Kimberly's arms, stretching her locks of hair and gaining cries of pain.

After enjoying this torturing session for several minutes, Sable ran her thumb across her throat at Kimberly signaling the end. Sable lifted Kimberly to her feet and looked over at Torrie, “This is who they sent to save you? This is all they had?” Sable chuckled as she finished. She whipped Kimberly across the ring to the corner closer to Torrie. But as Sable charged after Kimberly again, Torrie grabbed Kimberly's ankles, causing her to fall flat on her face and causing Sable to lunge into an empty corner, causing great pain to her shoulder and head.

Seeing this interference, Dawn got up from her seat, spun Torrie around and swung at her face. But Torrie blocked the punch, and landed a fist to Dawn's cheek of her own. A clothesline later and Dawn went flying over the announcer's table and crumpling under her chair.

Torrie turned back to the ring and saw Kimberly crawling away from the corner, gradually getting to her feet. Sable was free of the corner but still in a great deal of pain. Kimberly finally realized her advantage and went to Sable. She lifted Sable to her feet, pushed her heads between her legs, lifted her by her hips, just like the last time they mat, but this time, lifted her up to her shoulders and delivered the last ride to the champion. Sable laid out on the mat, her arms to her sides, showing no signs of life. Kimberly stayed in the position she landed from the maneuver and waited for Nidia to count. Three seconds later Kimberly was declared the winner as Torrie cheered from the outside. Kimberly rolled under the ropes near Torrie, hugged her and left through the curtains.

When Kimberly returned to the room she and Molly and Madusa had used, Stephanie entered and told them that Asya, Lita, and Gail, as well as Jazz and Zira were still hanging around and they might want to get out of here before they are attacked. She had heard Lita and Gail looking for revenge from their loss, and Jazz and Zira laughing about getting in a few shots at their opponents next month.

Moments later, a camera showed the three victorious Divas leaving in a rented limo. When the door shut, it was locked by a pair of hands that the camera gradually revealed to be Lita's. The camera panned back to show Lita and Gail smiling at each other.

“Good,” Lita smiled, “Now all we gotta do is find where that little blond whore is hiding, and she's all ours.” Lita and Gail walked away from the camera in “search” mode.

When the camera came back to an empty ring, awaiting the last Divas for the final match, Vince said over the audio, “Keep that camera rolling back there, I don't want to miss what happens!”

At that same time, coming through the curtains were Tylene and Jackie Gayda. Jackie wore her royal blue thong bikini while Tylene was wearing a white bikini thong. It was either the smallest bikini they had, or she was definitely the most “robust” Diva on the docket.

Once they entered the ring, Stephanie and Stacey came through the curtain as well. Stephanie wearing a red bikini while Stacey came out in a pink version.

After introductions and rules from Referee Debra, Stephanie told Stacey she would start. But on the other side of the ring, Jackie stayed in while Tylene stepped out. Stephanie pointed at Tylene, calling her chicken and sorts. But as she did this, Jackie sneak- attacked her from the side and rolled her to the mat with a headlock. Stephanie slammed the mat in disgust at her mistake. But quickly got to her feet and forced Jackie to do the same. But when Stephanie tried to push Jackie off after bounding off the ropes, Jackie grabbed a handful of hair, unbeknownst to Debra, and pulled her back into a headlock. This maneuver happened again until Tylene called Jackie over to their corner. With Jackie still holding Stephanie tight in her headlock, she edged to the ropes where Tylene stuck her chest through the top and middle rope where Jackie pressed Stephanie's face against it.

“Remember these sugar!” Tylene called out.

Stephanie began slapping Jackie's back to escape, but failed until Tylene tagged in and gave Stephanie a knee lift to the stomach as Jackie held her bent over. Another knee lift and Stephanie still wasn't free from Jackie's hold. Stacey complained about the double teaming as Tylene delivered a third knee lift and Jackie released Stephanie's head allowing her to fall to the mat holding her stomach and head. Stacey called out, trying to get Stephanie up and moving, but Tylene quickly straddled Stephanie, then sat on her stomach, pulling Stephanie's arms under her knees.

Stephanie cursed at Tylene but was soon shut up as Tylene smacked her across the face. More obscenities from Stephanie got another slap from Tylene. Tylene then looked to the crowd and pointed at her own breasts. After a roaring response, Tylene pulled her bikini top off and pointed at Stephanie's face. Another cheer from the crowd and Tylene was leaning over, placing her breasts over Stephanie's mouth and nose. Stephanie tried to kick and buck her off, but eventually her kicking ceased and she appeared almost out. Stacey finally came in and kicked Tylene off her partner. But before she could pull Stephanie to their corner, Debra was pushing her out. With her back to the action, Jackie came in without tagging Tylene and lifted Stephanie up she threw her into her own corner and watched as the impact caused the drowsy Stephanie to sink to the mat. Jackie walked to Stephanie, then turned and smiled at Stacey. She gave Stephanie a stink-face while Tylene applauded.

Stacey called for them to let her out of the corner, and after a good twenty seconds, Debra finally began counting and ordered Jackie to let her up at the count of twenty. Jackie stepped out, and lifted Stephanie by the hair. She then looked at Stacey and asked her if she wanted some too. When Stacey gave her a “Hell Yeah!” Jackie whipped Stephanie across the ring where she crashed into her own corner. Stephanie tagged Stephanie on the arm and entered the ring. As she circled Jackie, Debra saw fit to help Stephanie from the ring as she pushed her under the bottom rope where she crashed to the floor mat.

Inside the ring, Jackie lunged for Stacey who ducked to the side and kicked Jackie on her ass as she went by. Jackie turned and lunged at Stacey again who leapfrogged her this time and did a mule kick to Jackie's belly when Jackie turned around. Once Jackie was bent over, Stacey executed a scissors-kick on the back of her head, knocking her face first to the mat. Stacey quickly rolled her over and pulled her leg up for a pin. But Debra only got to two before Jackie kicked out. Jackie tried to roll away for a breather but after Stacey saw that Stephanie was still not on the apron, she knew she need to act quickly and not let Tylene in the ring. She grabbed Jackie by her right foot, held her left foot down with her left foot, and twisted Jackie's right with an ankle lock. Jackie screamed out in pain from the hold. Debra came around to Jackie and asked her if she wanted to submit. When Jackie finally reached the ropes, Stacey released her, but only to drag her out into the center of the ring and apply the ankle lock again.

Meanwhile, a private viewing monitor came to life on the announcer's table in front of Vince and Dawn. “Oh my gosh!” Vince called out. “I've got to see this!” He said as he got up from his chair and headed to the back.

Dawn called out to him, “If you're gone, who's in charge?”

“You are!” He called back, obviously not caring, as he disappeared behind the curtain.

Dawn smiled and got a microphone. “Well, since I'm in charge, and there's only one match left, which is in progress, I think I'll leave my mark on this PPV and change this match to a tornado style match!”

“You can't do that!” Stacey cried out. But before she could react, the topless Tylene came into the ring and tackled Stacey to the mat. She landed on top of Stacey and wrapped her fingers around Stacey's throat. Jackie got up and hobbled around the ring, cursing at Stacey for trying to hurt her ankle. Debra stepped back into a corner and basically let the match continue as is. Tylene and Stacey rolled around the ring until Jackie got in their way and kicked Stacey in the head. With that, Tylene regained her advantage and sat back on top of Stacey, choking her around the neck with her fingers.

The camera then cut to a shot of Dawn on her cell phone talking. Once Stacey appeared weakened, Tylene lifted her by the hair and she and Jackie lifted Stacey up for a double suplex. Jackie then lifted Stacey and dropped her back first over Tylene's bent knee. Stacey cried out in pain as Tylene pushed down on her chin and knees holding her bent backwards over her knee. Jackie took advantage of the situation and ripped Stacey's top and thong off, throwing the pink material to the cheering crowd. Tylene finally released Stacey once she appeared on the verge of passing out. Jackie rolled her onto her back, lifted her ankles and slammed her heel into Stacey's crotch.

Moments later, Beulah and Francine came through the curtain wearing matching white sports bras and cutoff jean shorts. They each took the wobbly Stephanie by the arm and dragged her out through the curtain. Moments later they came back through the curtains and slid into the ring as Jackie was holding Stacey down in a cross-face. Dawn then announced that this match was now “no disqualification” as well. Tylene high fived her new partners as Beulah and Francine surrounded Stacey. Jackie finally released her hold as Francine and Beulah each took one of Stacey's arms and pulled her to her feet, and held her still as Tylene and Jackie took turns punching Stacey in her belly and breasts.

Each time Stacey appeared to be wavering, a kick to her crotch was executed by Jackie or Tylene to bring her back to. The four women then took turns beating Stacey about the head and chest, knocking her to near unconsciousness only to revive her by tearing at her crotch or twisting her nipples.

Tylene finally went to the side of the ring where Dawn was announcing and told her this match would be more fun under a shower. Dawn then announced that this match was now a “falls count anywhere” match. The four women then dragged Stacey out of the ring and pulled her through the curtain with a camerawoman in toe.

They came to a dressing room where Vince was in the doorway watching. When Dawn asked what was going on, he said to go somewhere else; he'd show this after the last match was over. Beulah said to bring her to their room, Victoria was still in there and that they could throw them in the shower together. But when Francine opened their door, Victoria was no where to be found, and the tape that bound her feet and ankles was lying on the floor. The Divas seemed surprised, but dragged Stacey through the room to the showers. They pushed her into the multi-person stall as Tylene and Jackie followed her in. Debra stood in the doorway, watching and waiting for a pin attempt or submission.

Moments later, Stacey's wrist were tied above her head to a shower nozzle. Cold water splashed down on her, obvious by the size of her nipple erections, as her opponents laughed and taunted her. They took turns slapping and kicking her. She tried kicking back, but every other kick was caught and she got an elbow to her thigh for her efforts. Francine and Beulah asked to come in and Tylene welcomed them in. Tylene backed into the dressing room as the two Divas entered, getting their shirts soaked, but finding it worth the time as they took turns kicking Stacey as she flailed about in the cold water with Dawn watching.

Back in the room, as Tylene was talking to Debra, someone came from around a clothes rack and nailed Tylene across the back of her head with a mirror. Tylene fell to the floor in a heap as Victoria grabbed Stephanie, whom she had pulled behind the rack with her, and laid her across Tylene as Debra got down and counted to three before anyone in the shower realized what was happening.

Debra declared Stephanie and Stacey the winners, giving Stephanie full control over the next PPV. Jackie flew into a rage but was thwarted by Debra who told her the match was over and that they had to release Stacey. Jackie walked out, leaving Stacey in the shower with Beulah and Francine. Dawn told them what had happened and the three of them headed for the door.

“Hold it Dawn,” Victoria called out. “Your mine for tonight.” Dawn cursed, and sulked at the thought, but remained in the room as Beulah and Francine walked out.

“Now, go let Stacey loose, then come back in here.” Victoria ordered.

Stephanie stood and asked if everyone was alright. Victoria said that they were, but she was worried about Trish. When Stephanie asked why, Victoria told her that after Trish snuck in here to free her, Lita and Gail jumped her from behind and took her out somewhere. Victoria didn't see cause she was too weak to follow them.

“I know where they are.” Debra inserted as she pointed back towards the first dressing room door. Stephanie hustled down to the first door just as Lita and Gail, covered in sweat and smears of blood, were leaving. She looked into the room and saw ……………………

In the conclusion of “PPV 6: Stephanie gets another chance” , learn what happened to Trish, Victoria and her bitch for the night Dawn, Jazz and Zira and Ivory, and Stephanie announces the lineup for the next PPV