Melina owns Candice Michelle
By PerilEyes

It was the 2007 Great American Bash. The women’s title would be decided shortly between the champion Candice Michelle and the challenger Melina.

Melina travelled into the women’s locker room to get in some important words with her opponent. There she found Candice bent over, stretching out her legs and groin. “Practising how you’re going to take it later on from the boys?” Melina pompously asked.

Candice stood up and flashed a smile. “Funny, I was about to ask you if you came to see how a winner prepares.”

Melina was unimpressed by her remark. “I can’t believe you really think you’re going to win tonight.”

“Beat you once before, didn’t?” Candice pointed out, reminding everyone that she won the championship that same night from her.

“That was fluke and everyone knows it,” Melina firmly explained, pointing her finger at the champion. “Everyone knows your skanky ass could never beat me when I’m on my game. That title is going to be so diseased when I take it back tonight. I’ll have to like sterilize it or something.”

“Is there a point to this or you just running your mouth again just to hear your own voice? Because believe me, your voice is not flattering to listen to for a long time.”

“There is. I am going to beat you tonight.”

“You’ve already said that.”

“God you’re dumb. I’m going to beat you for MY women’s title. But you know what? I’m going to do more than that. I’m going to beat you, embarrass you, and make you wish you never stole my women’s title.”

“You know, Melina, clearly I don’t like you and you don’t like me.”

“Well, duh!”

“Whatever we do tonight, might not all be in the rules. Why don’t we go get this match changed to a NO DQ match?” Candice proposed.

“A No DQ match?” Melina repeated.

“No rules, no disqualifications, no limits. We can do what the hell we want to each other and it’ll all be legal,” the champion explained, sounding like she was really buying into the idea.

“Well that’s just fine, slut,” Melina agreed. “It’ll be easier to beat your whorish ass all over this stupid arena. You’ll be begging me to stop. I’ll show you why I’m the most dominant diva in WWE in every way. And you know what, Candice?”

“What?” Candice said, wanting to entertain the A Lister.

“When it’s all done and I have my women’s title back, you’ll never wrestle again. You’ll just be my little bitch….BITCH!”

Then Melina turned to leave. Candice just stood there, not scared but amused by Melina outrageous promises. She could only smile at that. Melina and Candice received approval to add their stipulation right after their encounter, meaning that they were good to go for their battle.

Heavy metal guitars blared through San Jose’s HP Pavilion. Melina appeared on the stage dressed in light blue wrestling attire and her white fur boots. She put her hands above her head and did her trademark poses.

“The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a No Disqualification match for the WWE Women’s Championship! Introducing first, the challenger, from Los Angeles, California….MELINA!!!”

While the paparazzi did their thing, she strutted down the ramp and up the stairs. She spun around on the apron and then did her very popular splits on the ring ropes. Spinning under the bottom rope, she rose and went to a corner, climbing on to it and posing for the crowd again. Finally, she did her signature dance in the centre of the ring.

“Oooo, let me show how to move your body…”

Candice Michelle entered to a good ovation. She pranced on the stage and held her championship above her. Her golden entrance coat wisped behind her while she moved, partially conceal her tight gold attire.

“And from Milwaukee, Wisconsin…she is the WWE Women’s Champion….CANDICE MICHELLE!!”

The champion playfully strode down the ring, raising her arms in the air while smiling and playing to the crowd. She walked up the stairs and onto the apron, stopping in the middle to face the crowd. With her title around her shoulder, she played with the ties to her coat. Then, she dramatically pulled the sides open, exposing her full outfit, her taut abs, and great cleavage to the audience. The sexy brunette raised the title in the air and entered the ring.

She posed with the belt on the turnbuckles and then gave it to the ref. He held it above his head, signalling what it was all about. Candice’s music faded out. The bell rang. It was time to wrestle.

The women circled each other, putting up their fists up before locking up. They tussled in the centre of the ring, both women looking for an advantage. Melina gained it. She backed Candice into a corner. The referee told them to break the tie up, which they did. Melina held her hands up and then slapped Candice across the face. While Melina smirked as she backed away, Candice held her cheek.

The Go Daddy actress moved back to the centre of the ring. She and Melina locked up again, repeating their dance. This time it was Candice who powered Melina into the same corner. The referee made the same warning and the brunette returned Melina’s slap back to her, showing her that she wasn’t about to take her antics.

Candice backed away smiling while Melina clutched her chin and glared at the champion. Candice raised her hands, taunting her to come at her. The A Lister charged at Candice. Thinking fast, she grabbed the challenger as she reached her and used her momentum to throw her through the second and third ropes. Candice slipped under the second rope and jumped down to meet her opponent, who had crashed onto the harsh flooring at the foot of the entrance aisle.

Candice picked up the woman and slammed her head on to the apron. Clutching her by the head, she brought her over to the steel stairs and planted her head onto that as well. With no count-outs to worry about, Candice was having fun attacking Melina outside for longer than ten seconds. She whipped into the black barricade, where Melina writhed momentarily.

The brunette charged her, but Melina acted quickly to throw her into the crowd. Taking a moment to recover, the Latina climbed over the barrier herself. She kicked and stomped Candice’s prone body. She gripped Candice’s head in both her hands and violently threw it back against the barricade, screaming at her. “YOU’RE NOT THAT GREAT, HO!!!”

Melina picked her up and threw the brunette back into the ringside area. Candice tried to crawl away while Melina climbed on top of the barricade. She studied the prone form below and then jumped on to Candice with both feet. Melina cockily stepped off, leaving the woman to hold her aching back.

Melina backed up slightly and delivered a running punt to Candice’s gym sculpted abs. The brunette held her midsection, her facing grimacing in response to the pain. Then she knelt down, getting in the sore woman’s face. “You think you’re hot, huh?! You think you’re hot?!” Melina rhetorically screamed at her, bring her up to a kneeling position. She slapped her across her face for her troubles.

Candice fired back with a couple of shots to Melina’s taut stomach, giving the crowd something to cheer about. Melina folded over, allowing Candice to get to her feet. She elbowed Melina face a few times, stunning the California girl. Then, the current champion charged at her, ramming her shoulder into Melina’s stomach. She drove her into the side of the ring, crashing her Melina’s lower back into the apron’s edge. The raven haired woman arched her body in pain.

Candice kept her attack. She clutched the woman’s straight locks and led her to the ring post. She slammed Melina’s head into the metal rod, crumpling her to one knee while she held her head. Candice repeated the move, this time allowing Melina to stagger back rather dizzily. The pain in her head was not made much better by Candice’s next attack. She round house kicked her head, laying her out. Melina lay with her arms next to her and her legs slightly parted.

The champion positioned herself beside Melina’s inert form. She raised a hand into the air and slowly twirled her body, mimicking the Go Daddy dance. The crowd popped at this. Candice then dropped an elbow on Melina’s chest. Instinct made Candice attempt a cover, but the referee pointed to the ring, reminding her that while this was a no DQ match, it could not be won or lost outside the ring.

Looking annoyed at her mistake, Candice picked Melina up and rolled her into the ring. Before she got in herself, she crouched under the ring and pulled out a garbage can filled with foreign objects. She placed under the bottom ropes and pushed it further in the squared circle.

Candice grabbed a white rectangular sign and measured Melina. The A Lister slowly got to her feet. The champion met her by clocking her in the head with the metal sign. Melina was instantly floored, prompting Candice to drop down for the lateral press.

1…..2….

Two count. Candice pulled Melina to her feet and slung her to the ropes. She hit her with a Back Body Drop on the return. The challenger held her back as she stood up immediately. While she staggered in place, Candice grabbed a broom stick and walked over to Melina. She clutched the broom handle in one hand and Melina’s hair in the other, bringing her to the corner. With Melina’s back to her, she climbed the turnbuckle, placing the broom across the Latina’s throat. Then she pulled upwards in the stick, choking the former champion.

She threw down the weapon and wrapped her legs around the diva. Then, she slid on the top rope. Candice dropped back, executing her Candiliscious signature. A few moments of this crowd pleasing and the Go Daddy spokeswoman dropped onto the apron. She stood up and provided the crowd with another showing of her famed sexy dance. Melina slowly crawled away, holding her neck and throat.

Taking a different direction on her offense, Candice headed for the corner, crouched under the ropes, and began to ascend the turnbuckle. She perched herself on top of it while she patiently waited for Melina to face her. Melina groggily rose to her feet and spun around. In a sequence that lasted a split second, she spotted Candice’s position and then ran to the ropes. The tremor in the cables caused Candice to awkwardly lose her balance. Her lips made an “O” as her crotch harshly hit the turnbuckle.

Melina leaned against the ropes, recovering for a moment. She went to the garbage and pulled the silvery lid that was lodged inside it. She went back to Candice and slammed it across her head. Candice was rocked with the blow, seemingly looking like she could fall off at any second. Melina repeated the harsh shot, prompting another ‘ooooo’ from the crowd. The Latina delivered a third shot with garbage can lid. This time it was to the side of Candice’s head and with enough force that did send her tumbling to the ground outside.

Candice landed face down in front of the announcers’ tables. While the audience looked on in concern of their favourite baby face, Melina leisurely descended the steel steps with a rather cock grin. She stood as the sexy (yet hurt) champion tried to push herself up to the soundtrack of cheers from the crowd. It took longer than expected, indicating that fall took a lot out of her. Melina ran towards her, grabbing her head and spun her face first into the ground.

While Candice lay unmoving with her hands above her head, Melina rose up, the same grinning lining her face. She grabbed her by the hair and lifted her head. Candice was limp in her grip. Her head just hung there while Melina held her by the hair. Melina smiled and laughed while she directed the crowd’s attention to Candice’s pretty sleeping face. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was slightly parted. She actually looked peaceful.

“THIS is your champion?!” she rhetorically asked. The dominance in the sight was obvious. Melina was in control after that nasty fall.

She pulled her to her feet and led Candice’s body to a trio of guys in their early twenties on the left side of the announce tables. She stood behind her, leaning Candice’s limp form on her. Then she reached around the champion’s body and began to fiddle with Candice’s bustier. Unbeknowst to the slumbering woman, Melina was undoing the clasp to her top.

“Oh Candice, you so love to strip off your clothing during your stupid entrance like a damn stripper. I’m just helping you settle into your role,” Melina grinned, cooing into Candice’s unreceptive ear.

The group of males (well, two of the three) in front of them actually cheered the action. With a grin, the wicked Melina unhooked the top and pulled it down Candice’s shoulders. A cheer (and perhaps some jeers) went off as the crowd in San Jose was treated to some naked breasts, courtesy of the champion.

Melina palmed Candice’s tits, juggling them. Then she pinched the erect nipples of the poor champion. Candice still didn’t react. The men were glued to Candice’s big bust. Melina saw this. One of the three even had a Candice sign with pictures of the diva. On a level, the adulation to Candice disgusted her. On another level, however, she smelled an opportunity.

“Want a feel of her tits?” she asked them. The boys were surprised. Two of them immediately reached out, eager to get their hands of the sexy wrestler.

“No,” Melina stopped them. “Him,” she said, pointing to the apparent Candice supporter.

The boy looked torn. His friends told him to “go for it”, but he wasn’t so sure. It didn’t feel right to be looking at Candice Michelle’s bare breasts like this, even though he had seen her Playboy shoot from a year ago. And it certainly didn’t sit well that he was being encouraged by her hated enemy to feel her up. On another level, though, he was a man with hormones. He couldn’t deny that the Go Daddy girl looked amazing in this different light. Like a lot of men, he had seen the aforementioned nude photo shoot and loved it. Somehow Candice’s tits right now did not compare at all to the glossy pages of Playboy.

“Go ahead, grope the bitch,” Melina ordered.

The Candice fan slowly reached out and grabbed both tits of the now awakening woman. While she dazedly stirred, the boy groped her chest. Any reservations about doing this seemed to go away. He got really into it too! The aroused boy adamantly molested his female idol.

Candice moaned as she entered consciousness. Her mind recognized that she was upright and resting against a set of breasts. Not only that, her own chest was exposed and had a large pair of hands rubbing it! Candice squirmed in Melina’s grip, but her weakened form and pounding head disallowed an escape.

“Oh good, the bitch is awake…” Melina commented. “Don’t mind her, just keep groping your favourite diva.”

The boy continued like a man possessed, feeling up the gorgeous model and wrestler – the champion.

“She is a slut, isn’t she? Displaying her tits in that trashy magazine and right here in front of tens of thousands of people…” Melina said to him.

“Oh yeah…” he commented.

Candice jerked in Melina’s grip. “NO!!!”

“I wanna her you say that Candice Michelle is a big slut,” Melina said to the entranced boy as he continued his violation of his favourite diva.

“Candice is a slut,” he repeated.

Melina grinned widely. “Hear that whore: even your stupid fans know you’re a fuckin’ slut…” Melina wickedly told Candice, wanting to humiliate the champion in any way possible.

Melina suddenly pulled the Candice away from the guy. While the boys yelled for them to come back, she placed her in a Double Chickenwing. Melina’s mission to humiliate the champion continued as she twisted her body and then placed Candice in a front face lock. The crowd realized that Melina was setting her up with Candice’s own finishing move, the Candy Wrapper. The Latina jumped up and bulldogged her on the arena floor. Candice landed with her arms next to her, completely knocked out with her own move.

To add insult to injury, Melina stood and raised her hand in the air, twisting her body around to mock Candice’s dance. This should have made the audience boo the heel, but there were more cheers than expected. Melina grinded her and twirled around. It was clearly that she was trying to outdo the champion at her own game!

Melina dropped to her knees at Candice’s feet. She began to pull off Candice’s boots, one at a time. Then, she gripped the sleeping woman’s bottoms at the waist and pulled. Slowly, they peeled down Candice’s tanned thighs until they were completely off. The crowd definitely loved this humiliating display. They loved skin. Candice was now only clad in a stringy black thong that failed to cover much of her rounded ass cheeks.

Curiously, Melina rose to her feet and rummaged under the ring again. She searched for a moment while the crowd continued to ogle Candice’s ass. Eventually Melina found a long strand of white rope. Stuffing it in her tights, she returned to Candice, pulling her to her feet. She dragged her to a ring post.

Melina propped the slumbering woman against the metal pole. She pulled her hands back around the post and proceeded to wrap her wrists with the rope. While Candice’s body gravitated slightly forward, Melina was tying secured knots around her hands. When she finished the brunette was fastened around the post, her perfect breasts exposed to the front row of viewers.

Holding the chin of the now restrained woman, Melina spoke to her. “Stay right there bitch, I’ll be right back.” She flicked her face and then went away for a moment

From under the ring, she pulled out a black purse. Opening it up, she retrieved some gold nipple clamps, some silver coloured brass knuckles, and a black police stun gun. She dropped the bag on to the ring apron for future use and went back to Candice.

She slipped the brass knucks on her hand. Next, she held the clamps and prepared to ‘dress’ Candice with them. “You’re looking a bit naked, slut,” she mocked. “How ‘bout something to wear?”

Melina pinched Candice’s left nipple and attached the clip over it. Then, she repeated the same thing with the other clip on the right breast. Despite the pain the clamps should have caused, Candice did not react.

“How do you like your jewelry?” she said, commenting on the chain hanging between Candice’s breasts. Her head hung forward, her brown silky hair cascading down. Melina began to talk to her while running her hand over Candice’s figure. “Everyone loves your pretty body. Your breasts, your abs, your pussy….” Then she stopped, the ire sounding in her voicing and showing in her face. “Well I DON’T!!!”

She fired a punch deep into Candice’s stomach with the brass knuckles around her fingers. Candice shot awake, taking a deep breath and coughing wildly. Melina punched her again; this time, Candice is eyes widened and her lips rounded as the air was driven out of her. She jabbed her stomach several times more, severally mangling Candice’s perfect abs and surely destroying her innards. The champion screamed and shouted at the terrible blows.

From here, Melina turned the poor Go Daddy rep’s breasts in punching bags. She battered them with her armed fists, prompting more screeches and useless pleas for her to stop. “Melina…stoooooooopppp…Melina….”

Melina didn’t stop though. She continued to beat on Candice’s helpless tits. She did so to the point where the milky flesh was beginning to redden, surely the first stage to bruising.

“Ooooooooo…..ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!” Candice yelled. “PLEEEAAASEE!!!”

“No deal, ho…” Melina sadistically denied, pelting her with another blow to Candice’s breasts. Candice continued to scream, a fact that had Melina annoyed. “You have such a big mouth. I’ve always wanted to shut it up.”

Then, Melina punched her square in the mouth. Candice’s instinct was to hold her face, but with her hands restrained, she had no such comfort. Candice received another blow to her nose, breaking it. Her head snapped back and her eyes began to water. While she whimpered, Melina walked to the crowd again. She grabbed a cup of beer from the hand of one of the patrons. He voiced his approval of her and her onslaught on the poor champion.

Holding the plastic cup, she spoke to the poor restrained brunette. “Since you think WWE is one big wet T-shirt contest…” And then she splashed the amber coloured liquid in Candice’s face. It drenched her hair and messed up her makeup. The beer dripped down her face onto her ample (and now discoloured) breasts.

Melina grabbed the taser from the ring. She flashed it in front of Candice, showing her the bright current that ran through it. Candice’s eyes widened and she adamantly shook her head.

“No…no….please….Melina…..don’t…….I’m sorry…..” Melina neared her. Her black eyes looked wicked. “….No….don’t do this…….”

But Melina did it. She placed the gun to Candice’s abdominal muscles and pressed the trigger. Her form straightened and the whites of her eyes were completely visible as the current rumbled through her body as she let out a harsh yelp.

“AIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!”

Candice’s body relaxed but began to twitch. Her eye make up was now running, showing a trail of black tears down her pink cheeks. Blood escaped her nostrils and flowed down her upper lip.

“No……no….” she pathetically whimpered, shaking her head weakly. “No….NOIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!”

Candice’s crying was interrupted by another shock, this time to her battered and bruised breasts. Her body convulsed at a greater level than before. She was now in bad shape. Melina was really doing damage. The referee could do little because it was all in the rules. Melina gave her another shock. This time Candice let out a silent scream of sorts. Her body went limp and leaned forward in her restraints, unable to withstand the electric currents anymore.

“Looks like she’s sleeping again. Figures,” Melina commented. She went about undoing Candice’s wrists. The diva crashed face first to the ground.

Melina picked her up and rolled her into the ring. Candice lay completely unconscious with her hands are sides and her chest slightly puffing, indicating she was at least still alive. Before Melina entered herself, she slipped the stun gun into the waistband of her tights and went to the timekeepers table. She took the Women’s Championship Belt and demanded a microphone, which she got.

She calmly moved into the ring while everyone contemplated. She held the microphone and began to speak. “Well, well, well. Look what we have here. A sleeping cunt and the woman who said she would dominate and humiliate her. I told Candice and all you people that I would do that. And she wanted this to be a NO DQ – not me. You people have your precious Candice Michelle for her fate. SHE did this to herself.”

Melina paused to let her words ring in the minds of the audience. She was making valid points, even if her assault of the champion was more violent than anyone could have ever imagined.

“Well, I made good on some of promises, anyways…” Melina continued.

She dropped the title on the ground and walked over to the prone body. She bent at Candice’s feet and gripped Candice’s thong, which was the only piece of clothing on her body other than the nipple clamps on her breasts. She slipped it down her thighs and off her feet, revealing a neat patch of brown pubic hair. Candice was now completely exposed and wasn’t aware of it – yet. The crowd cheered on this exciting development. Melina threw the panties away in disgust.

“WAKE UP!!!” Melina shouted, violently stomping on the Go Daddy girl’s stomach. Candice shot up to a seated position. She instantly recognized she was naked between her thighs, so she tried to squeeze her legs in efforts of covering up.

“Oh Candice, don’t cover up! These people need to see you in all your glory!” Melina evilly called out. Candice parted her legs, allowing her lips and pubic hair to show through. “You stupid slut. I told you I would do this. I TOLD YOU!”

Then Melina picked up the women’s title, sauntered over to the seated woman and crouched next to her. “You need to face the facts: I’m better than you. You don’t even deserve to be in the ring as me. Hell, I’m still clothed and you somehow are naked – again!”

“Please…stop….you’ve humiliated me enough…” Candice sighed, the microphone picking up her sobs.

“What was that? Louder so they can hear!” Melina commanded.

“Please…stop….I’ve-I’ve had enough,” she choked.

“You heard it, people. Your beloved champion is begging me stop – JUST like I said she would,” Melina proudly proclaimed, continuing to tear into Candice.

“Here, take this,” she said, throwing the title at her. “Because you are now going to present me with MY championship and admit who the true champion is. Because clearly a crying, weak cunt like you is undeserving of a prestigious belt like this,” Melina explained. Candice was sobbing hard. “And when you do, you will admit that I have the superior woman and way more deserving of it than you. In doing all that, you will agree to be my bitch.”

“Please, don’t make me do this….” Candice weakly protested. Melina pulled the taser from her tights and flashed it at her.

Candice exhaled. “Please…you are the true champion. You deserve this more than I do. You are the superior woman. I am….” She paused, possibly having last thoughts. “…I am your bitch.”

The crowd ‘ooo’ed at this admission, mostly in disbelief. Candice’s spirit was crushed by Melina. While something broke inside her, something lit up inside Melina. This was the moment she was waiting on for a long time now. Melina took the title belt from her with a wicked smile on her face.

“Glad you’ve finally faced the truth. I am the most dominant woman in WWE. Now, time to put you away for good,” Melina announced.

Candice’s eyes lit up. “What?! I gave the match to you!”

Melina shook her head. “No, bitch. The bell hasn’t rung and I’m going to finish this right.”

Then, Melina stood up and yanked Candice to her feet. She placed her face under her arm. This was the perfect view of the champion’s entire nude body. Her pussy was on display along with her breasts. The A List diva spun her body, performing a split legged leg drop. The Sunset Split was exclamation point on a long night for Candice. Melina kept her leg on Candice’s chest while the referee slid into place. She raised her hand in the air in sync to his count.

1…………2……………….3!!!

While the announcer made the formal proclamation, Melina allowed her pin to linger, just to emphasize her dominant position.

“Here is your winner and the NEW WWE Women’s Champion….MELIIIINAAAA!!!”

Melina got to her feet and took her title. The referee tried to raise her hand, but she shooed him away. She then raised the championship above her head triumphantly. She placed her fur boot on Candice’s chest in a dominant victory pose. She even started the Go Daddy dance once again but stopped half way through, displaying a look of disgust.

She strutted out of the ring and up the ramp. In the ring, Candice’s body was completely destroyed. She was completely spread eagled. She was humiliated and dominated in the worst ways by the challenger. No one – especially the former champion – could have eve predicted the events of today. But now, as the new champion celebrated, a lot of people were left contemplating her newly subordinate position to the mighty Melina.