Note: This story is an alternate ending to a run in by Tori after a Sable/Ivory match. For that match, check out this link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sf734kwQnn4

Sable tames Tori before Wrestlemania

By: PerilEyes

Tori ran down the aisle to get her some of Sable before their match this Sunday at Wrestlemania. She wasn’t in action that night so she wore a silver silk tied shirt which exposed her toned abs. Housing her long legs was a pair of tight black pants.

She slid under the bottom rope up before she could get into a position to attack her rival the bombshell cut her off. She dropped to her knees and gave Tori a double axe handle to her back stopping her dead in her tracks. Sable rose to her feet and then propelled her black boot powerfully into her one time biggest fan’s midsection. Tori cried out in pain and held her belly.
With malicious intent Sable yanked her foe by the hair and then forcefully pushed her towards the ropes. Tori’s arms fell over the top rope while Sable tugged the second rope so it was above her arms and top tope, thereby imprisoning Tori between the cables. Sable took the time to then play to the crowd. And why wouldn’t she? This girl thought she could come down and get a cheap on her and she stopped her dead in her tracks. She ran her hands along her delicious latex cat suit covered body and gyrated her hips in her trademark sensual demeanour. She then shook her breasts to the crowd before approaching her tied up adversary.

Tori watched Sable parading around in the ring and wasn’t going to let her beat her. When the blonde approached she kicked out her leg at the diva. But with quick reflexes Sable caught she boot with both hands. She then balled up her first and drove it into Tori’s already affected abdomen. She fell to her knees; the pain in her face echoed the pain in her stomach. Eyes closed and mouth agape as she cried out once again after a second shot 10 seconds apart. She delivered a slap to the diva for good measure. Sable went over to the women’s title belt that she dropped when Tori made her run-in. She picked it up, looked it over and then ran over and struck Tori across the head with it. Her head fell down to her chest as he was instantly knocked out from the shot.

The crowd booed as Sable grabbed Tori’s head by the chin and raised it while holding up the women’s belt between them.“So, you thought you could get me before this Sunday eh Tori?” the blonde bombshell teased her idle victim. “Well as my biggest fan you never did learn much did you? This,” she looked to the title “is mine. You will never hold this title while I am champion in WWF. I don’t think you’ll make it to WrestleMania. That’s what I think.”
With that she threw the women’s title back across the ring. She placed both hands on Tori’s shoulders and proceeded to forcefully knee her opponent in the crotch. And while it was a hard shot and the worst thing you could do to a woman, she didn’t wake up. Sable tried a belly punch picking the button as the target. The unconscious diva flinched with impact but didn’t wake up. She continued on a flurry of rights and lefts on that toned stomach while adding in a few crotch blows. Still nothing.

“Hmm, well, I’d rather have you awake for that but you can nap for now while I do this.” She began to undo the knot of the silk blouse which garnered the approval of the crowd. Then she undid the top button by button eventually exposing Tori’s cleavage. What lay beneath was a black lace bra. As she felt up the prone diva’s open breasts through the fabric she “Mmm, I’m surprised here Tori, somewhat classy.” She reached back and undid the clasp of the bra. The crowd popped at the sight of Tori’s exposed breasts. These were the second pair of diva tits they saw after Sable’s Playboy issue but the first on Monday Night Raw. Sable then untied Tori from the ropes so that diva fell face and breast down arms above her head on the mat. Grabbing both arms she dragged the brunette into the middle of ring her breasts no doubt experiencing some mat burn along the way. Then she unceremoniously kicked her in the ribs so she was lying on her back spread eagle in the middle of the ring. “I think these tight, tight pants need to come off, don’t you my sweet?” She asked her unresponsive guest. Standing over Tori at her legs she bent at the waist as she undid the belt and the button of Tori’s slacks giving the audience behind her a nice view of her latex ass. Then she pulled down the zipper. Grabbing a handful she roughly started to yank them down Tori’s shapely hips. The crowd cheered as a matching pair of black panties came in view. Pulling one leg out a time the pants were inside out but finally off much to Sable’s content. She spun it around her head before chucking it on the top one of the top ropes.

“You know what? I think we should have ourselves a pre-Mania right now? What do you all think?” The crowd cheered. What was Sable thinking? She was now playfully slapping Tori on either side of her face trying to stir her awake. It was working. The former number 1 fan slowly opened her eyes to the weird assault. Sable then roughly grabbed her by the hair and stood her to a vertical position. “Mmm,” she cooed. “Something’s not quite right about this.” The sight in front of her was a dazed and groggy Tori barely able to stand by her own accord clad in a pair of black panties, braless, but still had the silk top covering her upperbody. Sable rectified the situation by almost mockingly walking behind her and “helping” her out of it by pulling it first off her shoulders very sensually taking the time to smell her neck, then slipping it down her back.

But before she could get it off her Tori delivered a back elbow square to her nose! Tori was conscious! The last minute must’ve been an act. Turning around, Tori was livid! She pulled of her blouse herself and threw it angrily to ground mouthing profanities to Sable. Holding her damaged nose the Playboy vixen cowered back in fright at the awakened beast in front of her. She put her hands up trying to call for peace but her tormented enemy was having none of it. She kicked her square in the gut doubling her over slightly and then wailed right hands to the face. The crowd was cheering but it wasn’t clear whether it was because Tori was on the offensive or that her breasts jiggled with every strike. She then Irish whipped the blonde to the ropes and pressed over her back upon the return. Then she mounted her and wailed more shots to her head. Tori was really letting Sable have it! With a few of these shots in the bag, Tori got off her opponent allowing Sable also to get to her feet.

Keeping the attack on the brunette dropkicked the cover girl which led her stumbling into a corner. Tori then mounted the second ropes and punched down from above as Sable tried to cover up. The crowd counted along with every strike. 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10. At the final strike Tori decided to play off the crowd raising her arms and shouting out a “come on.” But Sable took the moment to grab on to Tori’s legs and spin her around so she was sitting on the top rope. The battle continued as Sable started her offensive on the perched brunette. But of course Tori had her counters and blocks and shots of her own including a few kicks in there. Using that dirty noodle though Sable struck where it hurt: square in the crotch. “Ahhhhhh!” Tori explained. Sable then smacked her foe hard across the face, the impact of the blow was enough to send her off balance and tumbling all the way to the floor. The result was a like a car wreck. Tori was laying face first on the ground completely motionless. Taking a moment to recover Sable checked her nose to see if it was OK. Looking outside the ring she first appeared shocked but this was quickly replaced by a wicked smile.

Rolling under the ring ropes she picked up her near dead former admirer. She placed her between her thighs and just stood there. The crowd knew what was coming. She wouldn’t do this would she? Tori was helpless at this point to do anything after that vicious tumble from the top rope. Sable was going to tease the audience now. Her two fingers slowly “walked” down Tori’s back to her panties. Once there her hand grabbed hold of a bunch of the thin material. But she didn’t yank it yet. She motioned to the crowd. “You want to see this?!” The people at ringside exclaimed an emphatic “YES!!” Never one to disappoint, Sable pulled the panties sharply up in Tori’s posterior crevice. It cut like a knife right to her ass hole. And she was unrelentless too. She tugged as hard as she could to a point where the cloth was practically lodged in her. Tori by now was awake and tapping on Sable’s thighs to stop while also crying out from under them. Her panties now looked like a thong as her ass cheeks were fully exposed. Sable then spanked the open flesh. One time. Two times. Three times. Four times. Five times. Six times. She alternated on each cheek. The result: redness. Lots of it. Satisfied herself and knowing the crowd was more than satisfied, she then clutched Tori around her waist. Picking her up, she rested on her shoulder for a moment. In that brief moment the audience saw her exposed breasts and the fright on her face. Then in a swift move she propelled her straight to the ground. Her head bounced right off the ringside floor. She was KO’d and spread eagle. The only thing in motion about her was her tits moving up and down with the air flow of her body.

Picking her up like a rag doll she threw her back into the ring. Before she re-entered herself, she looked under the ring. She pulled out a small leather bag. She walked up the ring steps and took her time getting in the ring. Unzipping the bag she pulled out two pairs of handcuffs to which the crowd awed and gasped at. She roughly pulled Tori out to one side of ring and hand cuffed both arms to the second rope so she was facing out to ward the crowd. Making sure Tori was secure she went back to her bag of toys. She pulled a thin black whip wrapped up in a nice circle. By the amount of coils on it, it seemed long. Standing in the middle of the ring looking out to the crowd with her coy smile she unwound it. Holding it she walked over to the prone sleeping bound beauty. She harshly grabbed her by the hair and thrust her head back. The pain shot her awake. “WAKE UP BITCH! You’re going to awake for this part whether you want to be or not!” Sable then backed and readied herself for the first shot. With a crack of the long lasso that mimicked her entrance music, she RAVAGED her prone victim’s back! Tori let out a piercing high pitched shriek!!!

“AAIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!”

For the next few minutes Sable continued the sharp. And for those same few minutes the brunette cried in agony. Her back was marked with straight red welts. The evidence of the whipping made itself into a criss-cross pattern on her skin. Tied up helpless in the ropes all she could do is cry like a baby. “Sable....Sable....stop...STOOOP!!”

“Stop? Why would I do that? If anything I should push this further. I should have you beg me for more every time I whip you like the animal you are. But I’m not...right now, I’m not ready to tame as yet...” She sauntered over to the prone diva. “I will however even out my assault on your body though.” She took out a key and undid one handcuff. Then she turned Tori over so she was facing her and rehooked the wrist to the second rope. “Ahh, that’s better.”

She backed up just like she had done before and repeated the assault on her breasts. “Oooo, target practise, let’s see if I can hit the bull’s eye hmm?” Which meant just as it did. The bombshell aimed her focus right at the brunette’s left areola. The pinkish circle itself had about a diameter of about four inches so she should’ve had success right off the bat. But it didn’t. Sable wound up and delivered a shot right above the nipple area. “Oooooo,” she cooed, too tired to really call out in pain. The slash drew out some blood. Then she repeated the lashing over and over. The lines that marred her melons told a story. They were all scattered. All over the place. Never in the same real places. It stung for Tori. It was agonizing. Her mammeries were ruined. Destroyed. Bloodied. She was ruined too. Tori knew and Sable damn sure knew it. The blonde stood in the centre of the ring to deliver the final vocal blows.

“You never did match up to me Tori. I mean no woman wants to be me more than you Tori, but you’ll,” she added some more hip gyration “NEVER will.” She had a sly proud smile on her face. “I mean look at this body.” The bombshell ran her arms down her body starting at her chest. “This oh so Sableliscious body with these *grabs her melons” oh so Sableliscious breasts...these Sableliscious abs.....my Sableliscious woman hood,” the guys in the audiencecheered and cat called for that one, “and then these Sableliscious legs”
Then her tone changed. “Then there’s you Tori. You are failed excuse for a woman let alone a copy cat. I mean I already proved that tonight. Those tits and abs couldn’t take my ways could they? Neither could your dripping cunt either.” The crowd cheered again.

“But you know what? I haven’t been fair to you!” The crowd went silent in confusion. “You know the power of my arms and legs, but not how everything else matches up!”
With that she positioned herself in the middle of the ring and looked out at the masses. She grabbed the zipper of her latex top. Instantly the crowd went nuts over what was going to happen. She started another sensual dance before slowly teasing the crowd as she slowly tugged on the small handle. The crowd popped as the blonde was about to give them another taste, or rather, the real thing, of what was in the pages of Playboy. She pulled it all the way down and slid the constrictive attire off her body which allowed the whole world to see her glorious mammeries. This was by far the biggest cheer of the night. The King was jumping in his seat while he kept repeating “Puppies! There is a God Micheal!”

Sable shook her tits like she did earlier, only this time they move from side to side as her body propelled them. She pushed them together as she went back to Tori still naked and humiliated in the ropes. “So how bout it Tori, you like? How bout a closer look!” With what she shoved her breasts in her foes face. The groggy diva tried to muster out a protest but her whole world was just engulfed in cleavage. Without arms or any strength there was little she could do. Sable laughed as her shook her rack across her foes face making sure her nose and mouth were encased the whole time. Her movement were already slow but it got even slower with every moment that dragged. It got to a point where she didn’t move anymore. Her eyes shut. She was asleep again. “Aw, baby’s asleep again! Maybe she would also like some of mommy’s milk!” She held her own breast and positioned the nipple to Tori’s mouth. She laughed out loud. “There we are. Mmmm...yeah, you like that?” The crowd was on their feet for this rather one sided shot of hot lesbian action. \

“But enough of that.” She pulled back as the crowd booed. She slapped Tori awake now. “Now Tori, I hope you realize by now that I have you right where I want you and I have shown that I can do pretty much anyyything I wish to you. So if want out of those confines I suggest you start begging. But just as a warning, if you do want to be set free, you’ll never be free again. I let you go, you become mine. My slave. Forever. You choose to stay there then you’re still subject to my whims for as long as I feel like. And I can go allllll night even ‘til these people are gone. SO what do you say?” She put the microphone to Tori’s face. The defeated beauty mustered out a faint “OK.”

“What? I can’t hear you hun, you have to speak up.” Sable toyed.

“Ok Sable, I will be your slave.” Tori hung her in shame.

Not quite satisfied Sable demanded more. “Well I do appreciate that, but you still didn’t beg me to be set free.”

A tiny fire shot in Tori’s eyes at this degrading request. But she realized the futility of it all and gave. “Please Sable, let me go. I’ve had enough. I’ll do anything you say.”

“Mmm, that’s better. Say you’re a useless little slut and that you don’t even deserve to be in the ring with a goddess like me!”

“I’m useless little slut that doesn’t deserve to be in the ring with a goddess like you.”

“And that you don’t want to take me on at Wrestlemania.”

“I don’t want to face you at Wrestlemania.”

“Well then, in that case, I do believe that I will set you free. AND as your first task as my slave you must kiss my latex covered ass in front of all these people.” With that she unlocked both cuffs. Tori fell immediately down clutching her wrists. Sable had retunred to the centre of the ring and was tapping her foot impatiently. “Tori, I’m waiting...” Tori then hurried it up and started to crawl and face Sable’s backside. Looking at it and prompted by Sable’s “now lick it!” she began her task. Planting pecks on the bombshell’s wonderful behind, Sable giggled at the predicament. She had not only got rid of her opponent for her next title defense, but she eliminated a contender all together. And she got a personal servant out of it! She had done good. “Lick it as well. That’s right through the crease too. Good girl. You’ll fit nicely to being my slave.” The crowd popped one more time. Sable put her hand on Tori’s head. “Stop. There’s one more piece of business we need to take care of.” She went again to her bag. Tori knelt there watching her. Her breasts were mauled with cuts and blood from the vicious whipping, her belly red from the same assault, and her pussy ached from the various shots throughout the night. But there she knelt obediently. Sable returned with a dog collar and leash attached to it. The final humiliation. Around the ring of the collar was “SABLE’S SLUT” in large white lettering against the black. She buckled it around Tori’s neck. Holding the other end she cried out, “Now walk, SLUT!” With that the defeated brunette and would be potential women’s championed crawl through the bottom rope with her new owner in tow and down the ring steps. Sable walked her all the way up the ramp before pausing one last time to dance for the crowd with her new pet at her feet before heading back to the locker room. The crowd let out the biggest ovation of the night.