PPV 7 : THE BIG SURPRISE!

By Vincent T.

As the night of PPV 7 rolled around, all the Divas under Stephanie's leadership got to the studio early, to defend themselves if need be, and to stick together. Some of them had no idea what was to happen, but once there, they found an envelope with their names on the front. Inside was a letter from Stephanie informing them of the final lineup for the night.

Molly pulled it out, and read it aloud:

“Dear Ladies, I'm sorry I am not able to tell you this in person, but I will be slightly detained tonight. However, I will be there, you can count on that! The reason my Dad wanted to meet with me right after the last PPV, was to discuss the lineup for tonight. He was hoping I would return the favor of him letting me help create last months lineup, by letting him have some say in tonight's card. I gave him some room, but it's basically what we all wanted.

Trish will still get a match with Lita, but instead of the tag match I announced last time, I changed it to a No-DQ singles match between Lita and Trish. And the referee is ME! How about that Trish? I'll be right there to make sure you get what you've got coming! And that Lita gets hers too. Plus, it's a number one contender match! The winner gets a match with the winner of Sable and Kimberly, if Kimberly and Torrie win their match as well. If Kimberly and Torrie don't win, then the winner of this match gets a match with Sable at the next PPV! But Kimberly and Torrie will win and you and Kimberly will have a good old wrestling match the following PPV.

Madusa and Molly will have to defend their tag team titles, but to make it less strenuous for you, I've arranged a three-way no-DQ match for you against Jazz and Zira, and two new Divas Daddy just signed, twin sisters Angelina and Angelana. Now you'll have someone else to help you fight off Jazz and Zira. With no-DQ, you can do whatever you have to, to win. The only stipulation Daddy requested was that he liked the “strap-on” match Jazz and Zira put on with Ivory and Tori so much I agreed that all Divas in this match would wear a strap-on, just to get him to agree to the match being a three-way. It'll be no problem; you two can handle this match.

We also got our match for Torrie's ownership. But like we said before, if Torrie and Kimberly lose, not only does Kimberly lose her match with Sable for the title next PPV, but they become slaves for Sable and Tylene for 3 months. But if Sable and Tylene lose, then Torrie's term as slave ends. So good luck. Plus, to make this match as fair as possible, with no referee influence from Debra or Sunny, it will be a cage match where you'll have to escape as a team to win.

And, against my better judgment, I granted Victoria the handicap match she wanted. She'll face Francine and Beulah in a “loser becomes slave for a month” match with Dawn as the referee. I was surprised to hear this, but I trust you guys and I want to do for you whatever it is you desire.

Well, that's it, good luck and I'll see you later tonight.”

Kimberly looked at Victoria , “What the hell is she talking about? You requested a handicap match?”

“No”, Victoria said as she tiredly shook her head. “I didn't request anything. I was tied to my bed, fondled, punched, I think raped, and kept awake every night since our last PPV.” Victoria went on to tell the Divas of her plight. How she didn't know any of the women, how they would keep her awake by pinching her, sitting on her, licking her to arousal then leaving her alone. She mentioned that she may have gotten 8 or 10 hours sleep the last few weeks. She even remembered being woken up several times with dildos shoved in her mouth. And sometimes the dildos were real and had guys attached to them. She thinks they were boyfriends of the girls who stayed with her. She was never seriously hurt, mostly just fucked and pestered to keep her from resting. Somebody at her place must have answered the phone and given that information on orders from Dawn. It sounded like something she would do. If she had answered the phone, she would have requested this PPV off.

When Molly demanded that she call the police and press charges, Victoria shook her head no and said that tonight she would do whatever it took to put any one of those three on the shelf for a while. “At least I won't have to wear a dildo and wrestle two other teams.”

“Yeah,” Molly replied, “but at least we won't be alone, they're be another team for Jazz and Zira to contend with as well.”

Stacey walked in. “What are you doing here?” Trish asked, “You're not wrestling tonight are you?”

“No, I'm here because I'm a little worried about you guys.” Stacey answered.

“Worried about what?” Madusa asked.

“I'm not sure, but something just doesn't seem right.”

“What do you mean?” Victoria asked.

“I watched that PPV from last month. And something just isn't sitting right in my gut about Stephanie. Haven't you all seen it?” Stacey asked.

They all shook their heads no. Trish said it would have been too painful to watch. Getting beat up by Lita and Gail was one thing, but to watch the two medic imposter's rape her on camera would have been too much.

“Stephanie's been standing up for us.” Molly inserted. “I haven't had a reason to distrust her.”

“I know,” Stacey said, “but all the same, I'm gonna stay here to make sure nothing goes wrong. I'll watch your backs while I'm here.”

They all hugged and thanked Stacey for coming.

The first match of the night was called for, Madusa and Molly headed out to the ring wearing their royal blue matching bikinis and carrying the tan strap-ons required for this match. Shortly after they entered the ring, Angelina and Angelana came out wearing matching gold bikinis and wearing their ebony strap-ons. Madusa grimaced at the size of the two new Divas. Both were as tall as she, but Angelana had obviously worked out. Angelina was very statuesque and model-like, but Angelana was carrying an extra 25 pounds of muscle. Jazz and Zira soon followed wearing black bikinis with their strap-ons already attached.

The bell was rung and three Divas exited the ring as the other three prepared to begin. Molly squared off with Zira and Angelana. Angelana and Zira locked up, which was fine with Molly. Their dildos bouncing and touching at the tips as they struggled for dominance. When Molly dared to get closer to help one side, the two women came at Molly with a two-armed clothesline.

Madusa's face revealed her surprise at the sudden double team. The cousins high-fived and laughed as Molly laid on the mat, clutching her throat as she coughed and gagged from the sudden hit. Zira lifted Molly to her feet by her hair and drove her fist into Molly's stomach; Angelana slammed her hands onto Molly's spine, knocking her back to the mat. Once there, Zira and Angelana began stomping Molly over her head and back. As Angelana lifted Molly up and pushed her back into her own corner, Zira went towards Madusa and said, “You might as well take a seat Madusa, cause you're never getting in this match!”

When Molly landed back-first in the wrong corner, Angelina wrapped her arm around Molly's throat and held her there as Angelana charged in and executed a body splash against Molly. Molly sunk to the floor, trapped in the corner. Zira tagged in Jazz as Angelana tagged in Angelina. Angelina came through the ropes and lifted Molly by the hair as Jazz came up and pulled Molly's strap-on off and threw it at Madusa across the ring where it rolled out of the ring falling to the floor. With Angelina holding Molly's arms behind her back, Jazz grabbed Molly's throat with her left hand, and began massaging Molly's crotch with her right.

“Gotta get you warmed up for what the boss wants.” Jazz whispered to Molly. “Cause when he gets what he wants, we get what we want. And tonight, it's our belts back.”

Jazz reared back and punched Molly's crotch three hard times in a row. Molly cried out but was unable to move or defend herself. Jazz then wrapped both hands around Molly's throat and head butted her as well. Molly went limp in Angelina's arms. She released her and watched her crumpled to the mat. Jazz grabbed each of Molly's arms and dragged her to the center of the ring. Jazz turned to Madusa and flipped her off as Angelina sat on Molly's back and lifted her arms over her knees and pulled back on her chin in a camel clutch.

Just as Madusa was about to charge into the ring, the crowd cheered as two Divas came through the curtain. Asya and Jackie walked out and circled the ring, ending by the announcer's table, which happened to be right behind Madusa and Molly's corner. Jackie said that since they didn't have a match tonight, they wanted to come out and see who they would be challenging down the road for the tag team titles. They said that they were a little miffed that they didn't get invited to this match. Vincent apologized and said that since they have been loyal employees of EWA since the beginning, whatever they wanted, they could have.

“Anything?” Jackie asked.

“Anything, anytime, anywhere.” Vincent replied.

They smiled and said at the same time, “we'll take her”, as they pointed at Madusa.

When Madusa heard this, she turned but not before Asya had gotten close enough and grabbed both her ankles and pulled her off the apron. Once on the ground, she and Asya traded punches until Jackie came up and landed two shots to her kidneys and a knee up her ass. Asya caught the weakened Madusa in a bear hug and held her as Jackie punched her in the side and back of her head.

Inside the ring, since it was a no-DQ match, Zira and Angelana stepped back into the ring as the four cousins took turns tormenting Molly. Angelina held Molly down on the mat with a headlock as Zira pushed her dildo into Molly's pussy, ramming it with all she had. Once she slowed, Jazz tapped her shoulder and she pulled out as Jazz slid into position and resumed ramming. Once Molly appeared to be near passing out, Angelana grabbed her right ankle, which was in the air already, and locked in an ankle-lock submission hold, bringing Molly painfully back to life.

Finally seeing enough, Stacey got up the courage to run to the ring and found someone standing on the backstage side of the curtains, peeking through. It was Stephanie.

When Stacey realized who it was, she said, “If your not going out there, then I am!”

Stephanie grabbed Stacey by the arm and said, “You can't!”

“I can't? Are you kidding, our friends will get creamed out there, they'll be injured in a matter of minutes.”

“Maybe,” Stephanie muttered, “but if you or I go out there, we'll be outnumbered. And what's worse, even more Divas could come out and we'd be in even more trouble!”

“So your saying we do nothing but watch?”

“We don't have a choice. Madusa and Molly are in a situation we can't help. We can only hope they escape soon and avoid permanent injury.” She finished as she looked back through the slit in the curtain.

“Well, I'm not hoping, I'm going!” Stacey pushed past Stephanie, but just as she reached for the curtain, Stephanie grabbed Stacey by the hair and pulled her back, slamming her back and head against the wall behind her. Stacey fell to the floor, holding the back of her head.

Stephanie stood over her and said, “You stupid bitch, don't fuck with me. When I tell you to do something, you'd better listen.”

“I knew there was something wrong with you. I just knew you would try and get us all killed.”

Before Stacey could say another word, Stephanie brought her knee up against Stacey's forehead. The impact of Stephanie's knee and the back of Stacey's head hitting the wall knocked her out. Stephanie dragged her by the arm and pulled her into her own dressing room. Stephanie then went back to peeking through the curtains, with a slight smile across her face.

Back in the ring, Angelana was holding Molly down on the mat face up by sitting on Molly's head, pinning her arms above her head with her stronger hands. Zira was sitting on Molly's stomach, facing her crotch, digging her fingers into Molly's exposed and now naked pussy. Angelina had Molly's left leg in a submission hold, while Jazz was standing on Molly's right ankle as she stomped on her right thigh.

On the other side of the studio, Asya was putting Madusa's discarded strap-on device around her waist as Jackie was held Madusa in a full nelson. Madusa was down on her knees while Jackie held a more dominating position as she stood behind Madusa and held her down. Once Asya had the dildo dangling in front of herself, she walked up to Madusa, who was still down on her knees, and with a little painful persuasion from Jackie, forced the dildo into Madusa's open mouth.

As Asya face fucked Madusa, Molly had been beaten and fucked unconscious. The cousins now decided how they will end this match. In agreeing to this match, Angelina and Angelana agreed to let their cousins win only if they were promised a rematch. Of course they agreed and the match finally came to an end as Angelana and Angelina stood by their corner as Jazz put Molly in a crossface. Sunny got down and lifted Molly's arm three times and after getting no response, declared the match over and Jazz and Zira as the champions. The four cousins left the studio together, with Angelina and Angelana getting touches from the cheering crowd.

Once the match was over, Asya and Jackie released the semi-conscious Madusa. They stripped her and draped her across the announcer's table right in front of Vincent and Dawn. As Madusa laid there unconscious and naked, Vincent called for the next match. The “loser slave” match with Victoria against Francine and Beulah, with special referee Dawn. Meanwhile, before anyone came out, Dawn stood over Madusa's body and began rubbing Madusa's breasts, mocking them for their implants and erect nipples, stating that it was obvious she enjoyed being fucked by Asya as much as Dawn had enjoyed watching them.

Francine and Beulah came out soon after Vincent called for them and they immediately joined Dawn at the “Madusa buffet”. With the muscular woman still asleep, they began rubbing and prodding her body. They received moans and heavier breathing from Madusa, but she never woke. After several moments of this enjoyment, Beulah suddenly fell forward over Madusa's body, after being knocked over the head with a metal sheet, by Victoria .

Francine turned to look and got the same sheet across her forehead. She fell back towards the desk, then crumpled to the floor. Dawn's face showed a look of shock.

“Let's get this over with.” Victoria said to Dawn. She then lifted Beulah by her hair and pushed her into the ring. She lifted her groggy body, flipped her over her shoulder and dropped her into a widow's peak maneuver. Beulah laid on the mat motionless. Victoria got up and waved for Dawn to enter the ring. Dawn shook her head no. Victoria crawled back outside and grabbed the metal sheet. Seeing Francine begin to stir, she slammed it over her forehead again, knocking her unconscious. She glared at Dawn and re-entered the ring. Once there, she stripped Beulah of her bikini and lifted her up to a corner. After propping her there, she tied Beulah's hands to opposite ropes with her bikini pieces. She stood back, admired her work, then picked up the metal sheet. She blew Dawn a kiss then kicked Beulah in her naked crotch. When Beulah screamed in pain, Victoria slammed the sheet over her head. Beulah's head drooped forward, and her eyes went shut. Victoria then rolled out of the ring again and grabbed Francine.

With Francine slightly groggy, she rose to her feet easy enough, and followed Victoria to the ring as she dragged her by the hair. Once there, Victoria pushed Francine under the bottom ropes and followed her in. She did the same to her as she did Beulah, and within moments had Francine tied into the opposite corner as Beulah, both women naked. Victoria then took turns, bashing each Diva over the head with her new “partner”, the metal sheet. After using it for several minutes, the bends and blood from Beulah's forehead, were leaving it harder to use. So Victoria dropped it in the middle of the ring, where she could watch it, and began executing splashes on each Diva. Splashing one then running in the opposite direction to splash the other.

After a five minute barrage of slashes, Victoria approached the ropes closest Dawn, and told her to get in the ring cause of these two Divas was about to submit. And then she would have two slaves. Dawn looked at Vincent and shook her head, saying she didn't want to go in there.

“That's fine.” He said. He got on the intercom and called Nidia out to finish this match. Within moments Nidia was out and rolled into the ring. Victoria released Beulah from the corner and dragged her to the center of the ring. Victoria rolled her onto her stomach, stepped onto Beulah's back, then lifted her feet with her right hand and grabbed under her chin with her left. She then rolled back and pulled Beulah up into a cradle submission. Victoria pulled on Beulah's chin and ankles as her feet pressed into her back pushing her upwards. It only took a few seconds for Beulah to come to enough to submit.

As Nidia raised Victoria 's arm in victory, Vincent announced that as a reward for winning this handicap match, next month, Victoria would get a one on one match with Dawn. Victoria smiled and left the ring as medics came out to tend to Beulah and Francine. Victoria told the medics to bring the slaves to her dressing room so she could have them once they had bandaged them up.

“How could you do that to me, after all I've done to make you happy?” Dawn cried to Vincent.

“I figure I owed it to Victoria , after what you and those two losers of yours did to her. Oh yeah, I hear about everything. And even though I don't mind a little ass-kicking, and humiliation, and nudity, I hate it when I don't get it on camera.”

Dawn recoiled, “So you wouldn't have minded what we did to Victoria if we had filmed it?”

“Congratulations, you're not as dumb as I thought you were.”

Dawn apologized and promised it would never happen again. Anytime she humiliated or “had her way” with another Diva, it would be filmed.

Vincent called for the cage to be installed and the next set of Divas to come out. Tylene and Sable entered the studio first. They were wearing matching black thong bikinis under their black silk robes. Sable, once again, mentioned that as champion, she was supposed to have the last match of the PPV. But Vincent reminded her that he promised that her titles defenses would be last, this was a tag match.

The blonds entered the ring and cage as Kimberly and Torrie came out. Kimberly wore a light pink bikini as Torrie came out in yellow. It was announced that as of the start of the PPV, Torrie was no longer the slave of Sable, pending the outcome of this match. Whereas, if the match ended in Sable and Tylene's favor, they would each have a slave for 3 months. If it ended in favor of Torrie and Kimberly, Torrie would be free form the three months remaining in her punishment.

Once Torrie and Kimberly entered the ring, Tylene and Sable charged at them, threw their robes over Torrie and Kimberly's heads, and tackled them to the mat. Sable on top of Kimberly, and Tylene on top of Torrie. They wrestled each girl until Torrie got out from under the robe first. She landed a smack across Tylene's cheek. Tylene responded with a slap across Torrie's face. But the apparent rage in Torrie to get at Sable was greater and a closed fist came flying at Tylene's head knocking her off Torrie and to the mat. Across the ring, Sable was still sitting atop Kimberly's back and punching the back of her head that was still covered by the robe. Torrie tackled Sable off her partner and wrestled her into a corner. The two divas began grabbing each other, both going for the throat area. Torrie grabbed Sable's throat first as Sable was left grabbing Torrie's breasts. As Torrie squeezed Sable's throat, Sable began tearing at Torrie's breasts, ripping her top off. Tylene then came over and raked the eyes of Torrie form behind, allowing Sable to roll on top of her and grab Torrie's throat as well as keeping her hand on her naked breast. Once Sable had Torrie under slight control, she began pounding Torrie's left breast with her right fist. Torrie tried to defend with one hand but was unsuccessful.

Tylene went back to Kimberly who was just getting up from being trapped under Sable and her robe. Tylene lifted Kimberly by her hair and went to throw her across the ring, but Kimberly reversed it and threw Tylene against the ropes where she also crashed into the cage. Tylene came off and was met by a foot to her stomach from Kimberly, followed by a quick DDT to the mat. Kimberly looked about to find Torrie and found her in the throat-grip and being pounded on by Sable. She had her eyes closed and Tylene's nail marks were obvious across her face, but she was swinging at Sable trying to break free. Kimberly came up and kicked Sable in the back, knocking her off Torrie and allowing Torrie a moment to rub her eyes. Kimberly grabbed Sable by her hair and lifted her up, she gave her a quick kick to her stomach as well, causing her to bend forward and fall right into another DDT from Kimberly.

Kimberly then went to help Torrie up and rush to the cage door to get out. But once Torrie was up, she pulled her hand out of Kimberly's and said she wasn't finished. she wanted more from Sable. She began kicking Sable while she was down. Kimberly turned about and saw Tylene getting up. She crossed the ring and grabbed Tylene in a front headlock, wrenched it good, then went to a corner, stepped half way up, then launched herself off delivering a front face bulldog. Kimberly then lifted Tylene again, and threw her into the corner where she landed face first, bouncing her head off the turnbuckle. She came out staggering as Kimberly knelt behind her, allowing her to step back and onto her shoulders. Kimberly then stood and fell backwards with Tylene on her shoulders. Tylene landed within a few feet of the cage door, but appeared to be out as she laid spread eagle with her eyes closed.

Kimberly went back to find Torrie now sitting atop Sable, punching her on her head and face, and cursing at her. Sable tried to deflect her shots, but with little success. Kimberly told Torrie they could get out now and win, but Torrie wasn't done. She had to inflict more pain on her “mistress”.

“Fine,” Kimberly said, “but let's do it and get out. “

Together they lifted Sable by her hair. Kimberly knelt behind her and lifted Sable upon her shoulders. Torrie climbed the corner and leaped at Sable, grabbing her around the neck and clothes-lining her off Kimberly's shoulders, to the mat. Now Sable appeared out as well. Torrie then climbed the mat a second time as Kimberly turned Sable's head towards the center of the ring and lifted her legs, ala Dudley drop style, and waited as Torrie launched herself of the corner and head-butted Sable right in her crotch.

“C'mon, let's go!” Kimberly pleaded.

But Torrie ignored her as she knelt beside the still Sable, and lifted her lifeless head by the hair and began slapping Sable in the face. After fifteen slaps, Sable came to enough to begin a defense, but Torrie stood, lifting Sable as well and pushed Sable's head between her legs. She lifted Sable by her waist and hoisted her up on her shoulders, she then dropped her Death Valley style and laughed as Sable appeared out.

“Alright,” Kimberly said, “now let's get out of here.”

Torrie nodded, spat at Sable and headed for the cage door. Torrie gave Sable one final stomp to her chest and headed out. Kimberly stepped through the ropes and opened the lock on the door. Torrie was standing just inside the ring, preparing to get out when she suddenly slammed into Kimberly, knocking her out of the cage and to the studio floor. Tylene had gotten up while Torrie and Kimberly made their way to escape. When Tylene crashed into Torrie, Kimberly fell out of the ring but Torrie bounced off the ropes and fell back into the center of the ring. Once Kimberly was out of the ring and rolling on the floor, Dawn came up to the cage and locked the door back since the match wasn't over.

Kimberly cried out for Torrie to come back to the door, but Tylene laughed and said, “She won't be out for awhile. This has gone exactly the way we planned it. Sable and I wanted some alone time with Torrie before we accepted our new slaves.” Tylene turned back to Torrie who was getting up and kicked her in the knee, knocking her back down, grabbing her knee. Tylene then kicked Torrie on her breasts as she tried to cover up. Tylene then lifted Torrie by her hair and threw her against the ropes. But because she threw her so high, instead of bouncing off, she went over the top rope, crashing down between the ropes and the cage, scratching her back in the process. With Torrie lying in pain and trapped between the ropes and the cage, Tylene went to Sable and helped her to her feet. But Sable was still too groggy from Torrie's attacks so Tylene returned to Torrie alone.

Kimberly banged on the cage door, yelling at Dawn to let her back in.

“Sorry Kimberly,” Debra spoke up, as she suddenly appeared behind Kimberly, “but the rules state that once you are out of the cage, you're out of the match. Torrie's on her own now, you shouldn't have run out on her like that.”

Kimberly lunged at Debra but was stopped by two female security guards that had come out with Debra. They pushed Kimberly away from the cage door and towards the crowd barrier.

“Why don't you just stand back and watch. Watch your partner get destroyed, and try and guess which of these two blonds will be your new master.” Debra laughed.

Kimberly sighed as that last line sunk in. If Torrie was unable to escape the cage, she and Kimberly would be slaves for three months. She didn't know how, but if there was any way possible, she would help Torrie.

Back in the ring, Tylene was walking back towards Torrie who was just beginning to pick herself up by using the ropes. Tylene took the first shot, throwing a right handed cross at Torrie's cheek. After it landed, she grabbed Torrie's wrist, and pulled them over the top rope leaving Torrie trapped between the ropes and the cage, unable to fall. Through the ropes, Tylene kicked Torrie in her belly and thighs. Torrie tried to pull away, but was unsuccessful and too weak. Tylene then decided to slow Torrie with a head-butt, but they aren't as easy as they look. After knocking noggins with Torrie, it was Tylene who staggered backwards, away from the ropes.

Torrie collapsed to the mat, caught between the ropes and the cage. Kimberly rushed to Torrie's side and urged her to get to the cage door. Torrie looked up at Kimberly and began to crawl through the ropes and towards the cage door. But as she got going, Tylene came back around and crawled towards her. Tylene grabbed Torrie's hair and slammed her face into the mat. Torrie rolled away but Tylene followed her. She crawled atop Torrie's back and grabbed her head again, slamming it face first into the mat.

Sable was now starting to get up and looked across the ring at the action. A sadistic smile crossed her face as she saw Tylene riding Torrie and Kimberly outside the ring. Sable approached Tylene and told her to bring the bitch to her feet. Tylene stood and lifted Torrie by her hair to stand between them. Tylene held Torrie's hair with one hand and her right arm behindher back the other. Sable approached and grabbed Torrie's free hand to keep her from defending herself.

“Hey babe. Remember me?” Sable asked as she slapped Torrie across her face.

Torrie retaliated by spitting at Sable. But Sable followed that with a knee to Torrie's crotch that took the blond to her knees between her two opponents. The two women lifted Torrie by her hair and turned her towards Tylene. Sable got up right into Torrie's ear and whispered, “What's so good about this is that I was tiring of you anyway. Kimberly will be a nice change. And Tylene is looking forward to sharing you with all her friends. I hear they're a rough crowd.” Tylene laughed. Tylene took Torrie's cheeks in her hands and lifted her knee into Torrie's crotch as well.

Sable went to the cage door and called for two chairs. Debra opened the door and pushed two folding chairs into the ring. Sable took one and handed the other to Tylene. They stood on opposite sides of Torrie waiting forher to stand. Once she did, they reared back and swung at Torrie's head at the same time. But just as they were about to make contact, Torrie fell back to the mat out of weariness and the weight of the two chairs carried Sable and Tylene into each other where they collided heads and fell to the mat dazed.

Kimberly began screaming at Torrie to get up and get out. Torrie began to crawl blindly towards Kimberly's voice. But Kimberly yelled for her to turn around and go the other way, and hurry. Torrie got the other side and pushed on the cage door. Debra unlocked the door as Tylene and Sable were stumbling up. But just as Debra opened the oor, Sabel fell back to the mat and knocked Tylene down as well. Torrie had her head through the ropes and partially out of the cage when Debra slammed the cage door back against Torrie's head.

Torrie laid across the ropes unconscious. Her arms dangled over the bottom ropes as blood began to trickle down from the top of her head. Tylene was the first to get up this time and pulled Sable up as well. Both blondes made their way to the cage door. They lifted Torrie's lifeless frame and stood her against the cage as Debra locked the door again. Tylene pulled Torrie's arms over the top rope to hold her up as Sable went about pulling Torrie's breasts through the second and third ropes. Tylene released Torrie's wrists and pulled the bottom rope over the top, trapping Torries breasts between the two. Torrie never even screamed out in pain, and got no relief as Sable released her holds, and held Torries hands above her head to prevent her escaping. Tylene then pulled Torrie's thong down and off, without resistance, and ripped it in two. She used one piece to tie Torrie's right hand to the cage, pulled out to the side. She then pulled Torrie's left hand straight out to the side, and tied it to the cage as well. Torrie finally came to and screamed as she tried to back towards the cage to release her hands but her breasts were still trapped between the ropes. To make her pain sensation even worse, Tylene bent down and began licking Torrie's nipples, teasing their prey even more.

“Just getting a little sample of what I'm gonna have for three months.” Tylene laughed as she spoke to Torrie.

Sable laughed as well and turned to Kimberly who was still frowning at ringside. “That's right Kimberly, Tylene gets Torrie this time, and you'll be mine. My friends are tired of Torrie anyway, they want some fresh pussy.”

Kimberly smacked the cage in frustration and walked behind where Torrie was and began pleading for her to fight somehow, and get lose.

Torrie moaned in pain as she new her plight was hopeless. In a cage with two strong and rested women. She was afraid how this would end, but she knew she wouldn't like it.

Sable returned to Tylene and asked her how she wanted to finish this. “I'm about ready to end this. Looking at Kimberly makes me wet. I'm looking forward to taking her home.”

Tylene laughed and then suddenly bit Torrie's left breast. Again Torrie screamed. They finally released the ropes trapping her breast, which were now red and sporting a bite mark. They took turns punching and kicking her in her stomach. Once she appeared ready to fall to the mat, they release her wrists and she did just that. She fell forward, through the ropes and finally landed back in the ring. Once there, Tylene got down and applied a crossface submission hold. At the same time, Sable went behind Tylene to Torrie's feet and lifted her left leg, twisted it around her own and leaned back in another submission hold.

Torrie cried out and tears came down her cheeks. She tapped but nothing happened since the match could only end once both members of a team had exited the ring. Tylene laughed at Torrie, telling her it wasn't quite over. Once Torrie began to physically fade, the blonds released their holds, and changed positions. Sable stood at Torrie's head as they rolled her onto her back. She then stood on Torrie's blond hair and grabbed each of her hands. At Torrie's feet, Tylene took each of her ankles, lifted them up and held them open. When Sable lifted Torrie up by her hands, with her hair trapped beneath Sables feet, Torrie's body would arch up off the mat, but Tylene was there to slam her foot into Torrie's belly, knocking her back to the mat screaming. They repeated this maneuver 5 more times. Once tired of it, they whispered something to each other as Torrie cried on the mat. They lifted Torrie by her hair and arms, held her up standing as Sable stepped behind her and pulled her arms back. She then forced Torrie to bend forward as Tylene stepped in front of her, removed her own bikini top, to the roar of the crowd, and pulled Torrie's face into her breasts. Torrie hardly put up a struggle as the smothering took affect and Torrie went limp within two minutes. Torrie fell to the floor as Tylene and Sable high-fived and walked to the cage door. Before they even got there, Dawn had the door open and smiled as they stepped through the ropes and climbed out victorious.

Sable walked over to Kimberly, who was still standing by the cage, now with her head bowed in defeat. She turned Kimberly around and ordered her to look into her eyes. Kimberly gradually lifted her head and finally met eyes with her new master. Sable smiled, and extended her tongue until it touched Kimberly's lips. Kimberly closed her eyes and gave no response, trying not to move. The crowd cheered Sable, awaiting her next move.

“Strip.” She ordered Kimberly.

Kimberly frowned and paused, and got a slap to her cheek for her hesitation.

“Strip.” Sable softly repeated her order. Kimberly immediately began removing her top and then her thong. Sable looked her slave up and down. Smiled and said, “Yeah, you'll do.” She grabbed Kimberly by the hair, and walked towards the curtain, pulling Kimberly behind her.

Tylene waited for the female medics to come out and ordered them to bring her slave to her dressing room, before they bandaged her up.

Vincent called for the last match of the night. The main event: Lita and Trish.

Stephanie came out first, wearing the standard referee black and white striped thong bikini. For the first time, the female audience cheered the boss' daughter. She smiled back at them and high-fived a few on her way to the ring, which was now standing without the cage.

The first Diva into the ring was Trish. She wore a yellow bikini and had her hair pulled back into a ponytail for less of a distraction.

Next through the curtain were Lita and Gail. Trish looked to Stephanie who gave her a wink and a nod, then walked behind her saying, I'll make sure little Miss Gail stays out of this match. Trish nodded in confirmation and stood ready for Lita, who was wearing a gold bikini.

She and Gail shared a few quiet words and Lita then rolled into the ring. Stephanie stood between them and reminded them of the rules.

“You girls know this is a no-DQ match. So there isn't much to say, but Lita, if that little girlfriend of yours tries to come in this ring, you'll be sorry.”

“She won't,” Lita replied, “she'll stay right outside.”

Stephanie called for the bell and Trish immediately went after Lita. But it seemed that she expected this as she quickly rolled out of the ring, to the side of her partner Gail. Trish came to the edge of the ropes, but wouldn't follow the redhead out.

Lita laughed and said, “C'mon Trish, don't you want to come out here and play?” As she put her arm around Gail's shoulders and Gail blew her a kiss.

“I'll deal with her after this match, you get your fat ass back in here and let's do this.”

“Fat Ass!” To this Lita rolled back into the ring, just as Trish had hoped, and was immediately attacked by Trish. Trish kicked Lita over every part of her body she could reach. She kept kicking till Gail reached under the ropes, grabbed Lita's ankle and pulled her back out.

Lita backed away from the ring, enraged that Trish had baited her in the ring that way and attacked her. After a few moments of resting behind Gail, Lita climbed the corner steps and got ready to enter when Trish came at her again. Lita leaned back and asked Stephanie to move her back so she could enter. Reluctantly Stephanie agreed and told Trish to back up a little.

Once Lita got one leg through the ropes, Trish pushed past Stephanie and pulled Lita all the way in and cinched her in a headlock, she immediately ran across the ring and dropped her in a bulldog. Lita grabbed her head in pain and rolled around the ring. Trish got up and went right back on the attack. She picked up Lita's ankles and stomped her crotch. Now Lita was holding her head and her crotch. After Lita rolled onto her stomach, Trish sat on her back and grabbed under her chin. Trish sat back and pulled Lita's head back with all she had. Lita screamed out in pain. After suffering for several moments, Lita got up the strength to sit up, get Trish on her shoulders and stand. She then dropped herself and Trish backwards, breaking the hold and slowing Trish down in the process. Trish fell a little too close to the ropes, but just as Gail was reaching in to apply some additional pain, Trish rolled away. Gail slammed the mat with her hands in frustration.

Trish was first up as she quickly grabbed Lita and locked in a front face-lock. After being held for a few more moments, Lita finally backed Trish into a corner. Lita called for the break but got no support from Stephanie as she informed her it was a no-DQ match. Lita slapped at Trish's arms but got no release. Gail then slipped around to the corner where they were standing, climbed up the steps out of view of Stephanie, and landed three kidney punches before Stephanie could see her. Trish released Lita and turned to strike back at Gail. But once her back was turned, Lita attacked. Lita quickly slammed her hands into Trish's back, then slammed her head against the top turnbuckle three times. Trish staggered out of the corner as Lita picked her up and dropped her in a sidewalk slam. Lita stood beside Trish for a second to catch her breath, then lifted her by her hair. She pushed her against the ropes and threw her to the other side. Lita lifted her arm to clothesline Trish but she ducked, bounded off the other ropes and leaped into Lita's arms with a flying cross-body block. Trish landed on Lita and quickly grabbed her leg up and waited for the count. Stephanie jumped down and began a count, but only got to two before Lita kicked out. Lita tried to rollout of the ring, but Trish caught her by the ankle, and dragged her back in.

Trish then twisted her leg around Lita's and knotted them up, suddenly falling back into a figure four leg-lock. Lita cried out as Trish pulled back, applying all the pressure she could. When Lita appeared to be fading, she reached out for Gail who, unbeknownst to Stephanie, helped Lita rollover and reverse the pressure and pain onto Trish. Lita and Gail kept their hands locked to keep Trish from reversing it.

But Trish was finally able to release the hold and crawl away. Trish went to a corner and stood up using the ropes, her legs now aching. Lita began to crawl out of the ring again, and with Gail's help, she made it. Trish saw this and rolled out the other side. As Gail helped Lita get her strength back, she never saw Trish come up and clothesline her from behind. Gail crashed into Lita and they both hit the floor. Trish then picked up Gail, pushed her head between her legs and lifted her up only to slam her down back first on the floor. Trish then stepped over Gail and went after the fleeing Lita. She finally caught her on the other side and turned her around to unload right hand chops to her chest. Lita stumbled back and fell to the floor. Trish went to pick her up by pulling her bikini top, but ripped it off instead. She threw it aside and lifted Lita by her hair. Once up to her feet, Lita swung out and landed a right hand to Trish's belly. Trish stopped for a moment, but came back with a punch on Lita's back. Dropped to one knee, Lita reached out and punched Trish's crotch out of desperation. Now Trish was dropping to a knee beside Lita. But still holding Lita's hair, Trish pulled her back to her and head butted her. Lita fell onto her back and Trish sat on her knees, rubbing her crotch. Stephanie stood in the ring, watching all the action. Trish finally got up and walked to Lita, pulled her to her knees again by her hair and reached back to punch her in the head. But right before she did, Lita reached out again and punched Trish in the crotch for the second time. This time when Trish didn't Fall, Lita reached out again and grabbed Trish's crotch. Trish cried out and pulled at Lita's hair, but the harder Trish pulled, the tighter Lita's grip got on her crotch.

Trish screamed. Lita slowly got to her feet. Once Lita was up, she called for Gail but got no response. With Trish standing and holding Lita's red hair, Lita, from her bent forward position with one hand on Trish's crotch, began punching Trish below her belly, right above her crotch. Stephanie had slipped out of the ring and tended to Gail, who was now just getting to her feet. Stephanie returned to the ring as Gail made her way to the other side of the studio. Once there, and once Lita saw her come up, Lita spoke to Trish.

“Let my hair go and I'll let your pussy go!”

“Fuck you!' Trish answered.

Lita tightened her grip on Trish's pussy by adding her second hand as well and reaching under Trish's crotch towards her ass and grabbing whatever she could.

“Let go, and I'll let go and we can finish this inside the ring.” Lita called out again.

“You go first.” Trish cried out.

“No, you go then I'll go. I'm in pain too!” Lita called out as she tightened her grip on Trish forcing her to cry out in pain.

“Okay, okay!” Trish relented.

But as soon as Trish released Lita's hair, Gail grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her back. Lita stood up, standing eye to eye with Trish and smiled, but never released her grip on Trish's crotch. Gail locked Trish's arms behind her back as Lita reared her head back and head-butted Trish in the forehead. Gail held Trish up as she wobbled. Lita gave Trish's crotch another squeeze as she moaned in pain.

Gail laughed as she backed towards the ring. She got against it and hopped her ass onto the apron. She then wrapped her legs around Trish's waist as she continued to hold her arms behind her back and Lita released her crotch grip. Lita went about removing all of Trish's bikini and throwing it to the crowd. Once back in front of Trish, Lita slapped her across the face several times and asked her if she was awake.

“I don't want to you to miss the big surprise of the night.”

As Lita said this, Stephanie stepped though the ropes and climbed down to the floor. Lita backed up as Stephanie stood directly in front of Trish, inches from her face.

Stephanie reached out and took Trish's face in her hands.

“For years, you've been walking through the wrestling world like you own it. Well guess what, you don't, me and my Daddy do. And tonight is the night we've been waiting for. Tonight is the night we put Trish in her place.”

Trish's face showed the shock she was feeling on the inside.

“That's right blondie, this whole company was created just so that we could control you, and just so that we could send Diva after Diva against you, and we could sit back and watch you get your ass kicked, and fucked, from room to room, and corner to corner. Oh but don't think your that great, we did this to get back at a few others too, but you were number one on the list.”

Stephanie reached out to Lita and put her arm around Lita's shoulder as she pulled her forward.

“Course we had no idea you'd piss off Lita so much that she would help us, but you being the bitch that you are, she now works directly for us.” Stephanie finished as she pulled Lita in and kissed her on the mouth.

“So, what I failed to mention in my letter to you earlier, was that this match did have some stipulations. I forgot to say that if you lose, you become my slave for a year, and that it is actually a submission match only, not a normal match. So once Lita, with a little help from Gail, force you to submit, than you'll be my little bitch for a year.”

On Stephanie's orders, Gail rolled Trish into the ring as Lita followed. Once in the ring, Lita grabbed one of Trish's arms and took Trish over onto her belly in a crossface. Gail released her legs and went to Trish's feet and twisted Trish's ankle in an ankle lock.

After hugging her father, Stephanie rolled into the ring to ask for the submission.

Suddenly, through the curtain came Stacey, followed by Ivory and Tori.

They charged into the ring just as Stephanie got to her feet. Stacey tackled the surprised Stephanie to the mat and rolled with her under the bottom ropes and down to the mat. Tori kicked Lita, forcing her to release Trish as Ivory tackled Gail, running her into the nearest corner, knocking the wind from her. Ivory opened up with kicks to Gail's stomach and chops to her chest. Tori grabbed Lita up and threw her into the opposite corner of Gail. Once there, Tori lit into Lita with chops and kicks as well. Moments later, Lita and Gail flew across the ring and collided with each other. Gail stumbled backwards and fell from the ring. Lita collapsed from the affect of their heads knocking together.

On the outside of the ring, Stephanie and Stacey were trading right hand slaps till Stephanie raked Stacey's eyes. But just as Stephanie was about to crawl back into the ring, Stacey looked up and pulled her back out by her hair. She flung her around, kneed her in the stomach, then knocked her down with a spinning heel kick.

Trish had now gotten up and grabbed Lita's legs, wrapped them around her own and locked in another figurefour leg-lock. Within seconds Lita was slapping the mat begging for a release. Moments later, Nidia was out and rolled into the ring to accept Lita's submission.

Outside the ring, Stacey was punching Stephanie on the floor before finally lifting her by the hair, and dropping her again with another spinning heel kick.

Nidia soon called for the bell as Trish, Stacey, Tori and Ivory retreated backstage.

Stephanie got up crying. Gail crawled into the ring to check on Lita as Vincent stood at the announcers table in shock. He couldn't believe that their plan, planned months ahead, had come to it's finale and had failed.

His last words before the credits ran were, “This is not over. It is far from over!”