Trish Stratus Japanese Deathmatch Part One

by ThePac

Vince Mc Mahon is sat down in his office looking over the half yearly stats and figures for all his employees. He likes to check everyone working for him is pulling their weight; it helps keep the company profitable and a good idea to keep trimming the useless fat off his roster. 2002 hasn’t been the best year for Vince and his company but he is still believes this will be a very profitable year for his family’s company. Checking off names on his roster Vince comes to the Divas and the first name on his list is the blonde bombshell Trish Stratus. Vince notes she sells a lot of calendars and DVD’s and has increased traffic to the WWE website but he sees four red notes in her folder. Three of the notes are written warning from the front office staff, all three issued to Trish about her snobby behaviour and attitude. Three times is an excessive amount Vince thinks reading the reports finding out his top Diva has an unbelievably stuck up attitude using the fact she knows she is the company’s top Diva to throw her weight around demanding treatment like a highly paid movie star.

Vince feels himself getting mad; he doesn’t like anyone thinking they are bigger than his company especially a fake blonde with big fake tits. Vince reads the 4th note and finds Trish put in for a multi-million dollar pay rise stating some outrageous requests that the likes of Hulk Hogan or Stone Cold would never even dream of asking for. His hands are shaking the paper as the current woman’s champion wants her own home page on the WWE website, wants even more of a cut from DVD and magazine sales with her image in them. Physically shaking with rage Vince slams Trish’s folder down and realizes his current women’s champion is out of control. He knew indulging Trish’s whines and complaints in her early days might have been a mistake but Vince never expected the bottle dyed blonde to produce such a massive ego. Something has to be done to stop her Vince thinks, in days past he would have just sacked Divas whose egos grew too big like Sunny or Sable however with Trish Vince’s mind begins to think in a more devious fashion.

Having bought out most of his competition there are very few places left in the world for wrestlers to compete and make money. Vince knows any company in wrestling would be willing to pay the earth to take Trish the WWE’s trademark Diva and current champion to wrestle in their organization. Sunny had her drugs which kept her from being marketable by others, Sable was sick of the ego and male bullshit in wrestling so she stays away Trish however Vince knows is very smart and if fired would easily find her way into a higher paying job that could hurt WWE’s fan base. Vince didn’t just need Trish fired and out of his company but he needed her broken mentally, crush that inflated ego right out of her pretty blonde head. But how was the big question for one of the most ruthless minds in professional wrestling. Vince spent a week thinking of all the ways he could discredit Trish and make his bitchy ego driven champion quit wrestling for good.

He considered every possible idea from leaking a sex tape of her or have her outed as a lesbian even saying she had an abortion in college. He debated having her fraudulently arrested and the court trial could be the embarrassing factor but Vince decided it was far too complex an idea to be pulled off. He has thought of every sick twisted plan possible until Vince finally found inspiration at Raw where after watching Trish rudely insulting both Jackie Garcia and Linda Mills on how they nearly injured her during a spot in their tag match then seeing Bradshaw being ultra-rough taking liberties on poor little Spike Dudley an idea for Trish’s destruction finally formed in his sick mind. If he could hurt Trish, give the former fitness model such a destructive beating the blonde would not only be unfit to wrestle again but maybe it would destroy her good looks, humiliate her as a champion being so easily dismantled then maybe her swollen ego would break down too it was a perfect plan. The scheming Mr Mc Mahon only saw two fatal flaws with his well thought out Trish destroying plan.

One flaw is he had no Diva on his roster that he could call upon to break Trish in a match. Torrie Wilson and Stacy Keibler were his other biggest Divas but they could barely hit anyone let alone beat Trish up in a brutal fashion. Jazz would be the perfect choice but once again and not to Vince’s surprise the powerful looking black girl is injured yet again. Lita too is out with a broken neck which is a pity Vince thinks as he knows the red head would like nothing better than to tear the cocky Trish limb from limb. Any other powerful Diva has either left or been released leaving Vince with a huge hole in his plan wondering how to you beat down and injury Trish if she has no viable opponent to injury her. Vince’s other massive problem is where to hurt Trish as he knows doing it on his own show would be suicide to stockholders and advertisers. If he allowed Trish to be really injured on his program it would open up that whole can of worms about how dangerous wrestling is or how evil he is for letting a beautiful young woman get hurt on his broadcast.

So Vince can’t use his company, his Divas or any of his TV shows to attack Trish so his plan seems all but useless. Vince almost accepts the fact he is stuck with the bitchy ego driven blonde in his organization. The salvation to Vince’s idea comes from the most unlikely source sitting in his office one day Vince scrolls through his computer to find an email linking him to a video. Clicking on the link Vince finds it’s from a small wrestling company in Japan who would like him to sponsor them. Vince gets 3 emails like this a week from young up and coming companies begging for money from him to keep their struggling wrestling show afloat. Vince goes to delete the email then he spots a video for one of their matches, the still for the video shows two woman utterly soaked in blood one holding a barbed wire bat the other holding a kendo stick that has been lit on fire. He has seen lots of garbage weapons filled wrestling shows but never one with two women covered in blood looking so disgusting and violent. Almost like a cartoon light bulb going off Vince has finally found a way to get his grand master plan off the ground.

Over the next few weeks the plan was pushed into action with Vince’s own daughter Stephanie doing a lot of the heavy planning work, she above all others wants Trish Stratus out of the WWE and of course would love to see the cocky blonde bitch destroyed. The plan was simple; Trish would receive a large sum of money to go to XMW in Japan to represent the WWE not knowing she is booked in a no ropes barbed wire Deathmatch where she will be beaten so badly she would either be too injured or too deeply shamed to wrestle ever again. Stephanie had also tracked down an opponent one she told her Daddy would be perfect and wants Trish brutalized just as much as they do. Vince is excited for his plan to get rid of the giant pain in his Divas division and any thought Trish wouldn’t fall for it is quickly dashed when Vince himself hears Trish saying she considers herself the best female wrestler in the world. Her ego clearly is far too big and Mr Mc Mahon feels no guilt in setting the blonde up for a heavy and possibly brutal fall.

The fact that the ex-model considers herself a real wrestler is laughable to Vince and he can’t wait to see a Japanese death match wipe the cocky smile of Trish’s beautiful face. Trish comes to him a few weeks later to talk about the offer. She tells him how bad she wants to go lying through her perfect teeth saying it isn’t about the massive 6 figure check but a chance to represent the WWE worldwide. Vince sat through the whole meeting trying his hardest not to burst into laughter seeing just what an ego driven manipulative bitch Trish has become. She begged him with a sexy little voice wearing a low cut dress to show off her massive cleavage and trying to appeal to Mr Mc Mahon’s well known love of money. Vince of course grants Trish request to go to Japan and wrestle one big main event multi million pound match amazed the dumb blonde can’t see it as a trap. The billionaire also can’t quite believe Trish would take the money to fly to another country and wrestle a match without first knowing the stipulation of the contest or even find out who her opponent would be.

Vince watches her leave hoping that arrogance will be beaten out of the blonde ridding his company of a menace and providing him with great entertainment of two women in the most brutal hardcore wrestling match imaginable. To Vince it’s even worth losing a massive profit in letting another company promote Trish’s match he just wants to see her destroyed and have that ego beaten out of her. Vince and Stephanie secretly travel over to Japan in preparation to see Trish get her cocky ass kicked. Trish on the other hand is completely oblivious to the Mc Mahon’s evil plans, in Trish’s eyes she has one upped the rich snobby Mc Mahon’s using her womanly charms to convince the perverted old man to let her come to Japan for a one match 6 figure pay off. She doesn’t care about her opponent or the fact she has travelled to Japan the home of arguably some of the best female wrestlers that ever lived. Trish is only interested in the money being offered, she knows wrestling companies need her and are willing to pay anything to keep her sexy curves on show for their profits.

She remembers the big bidding war WWE and WCW had over her before she even started wrestling, it made her feel very special and of course meant she knew from day one she was top dollar talent. Trish is ashamed at how the WWE treat her, Trish knows she is a well-paid star and without her WWE profits would drop so she wants accurate compensation for being such a beloved and hardworking WWE woman’s champion. This Japan job looks too good to be true but Trish knows it’s all the dedication and amazing matches she has put on as women’s champion that got her this amazing opportunity. Now that the WWE got rid of all the ugly hard hitting girls that stopped her wrestling well and were clearly jealous trying to injury her Trish has found wrestling so much better up against weaker models like Stacy and Torrie. Coming over to Japan to face supposedly the best female wrestler in the world was a real tease to Trish’s ego. The blonde knows she is the best at everything in woman’s wrestling, the best brains, the best looking as well as the most loved by the fans and of course she is the best at wrestling in the squared circle.

Trish isn’t at all worried about this Japanese trip, her plane takes her first class and her hotel room is the 5 star presidential suite. Finally a place treating her like the world class superstar she is, Trish thinks she likes this place and might ask to stay in Japan to continue her wrestling career or use them to leverage a better contract from the tight fisted McMahon’s. Trish spends the night before the match training at the hotel’s gym working her body up into perfect fighting shape ready for whatever the promoter has in store for her. Trish is ultra-confident as she is driven to the arena and even though it’s not quite the Tokyo dome Trish is still very impressed with the line of fans queuing outside. The building is a sell out tonight of 25 thousand people all paying to see her in the main event. Trish beams with pride and her overblown ego swells even more thinking of being a sell-out main event star in Japan. In her own private locker room [another thing she will have to bring up with WWE officials] Trish starts to get ready thinking how tonight is a big night for her career, a chance to show Vince what a huge star she is.

Switching on a monitor in her room Trish watches the action currently going on in the ring and its two Japanese female wrestlers having a very slow weak looking match which makes Trish even more confident. If all Japanese wrestlers are as small and hit as softly as the two girls in the ring do then Trish foresees no trouble in her match. In fact Trish just can’t wait to take Japan’s best female wrestler and utterly beat her to a pulp to show everyone in wrestling that she is not just a pretty face but a powerful warrior. Trish turns round checking out her sexy outfit in the full length mirror, her in ring attire tonight is a simple black tank top cut low to show off her amazing cleavage. Her pants are bright silver and made of spandex so they tightly hug her lower body perfectly while on her feet are a sturdy pair of black wrestling boots. Pulling up her black elbow pads, Trish is mid-way through brushing her hair when there is a knock at the door telling her it’s time for her main event match.

Scooping up her long black ring jacket and trademark black cowboy hat Trish leaves her locker room and takes the long walk to the entrance area. Trish looks thought the curtain to see the terrible match in the ring has ended but the blonde is shocked to see a small army of workers undoing the ring ropes. She watches on in horror as the ring ropes are pulled down and big long strips of barbed wire are hung up in their place. Trish squeaks in fear as two large beds of nails are rolled down to the ringside area making Trish very afraid. She doesn’t know what is going on but those hardcore weapons being rolled down to the ring are not what she agreed on. The barbed wire ropes too, Vince would never in a million years let the most popular cover girl in wrestling history compete in a match with barbed wire hanging up as ring ropes.

Turning away from the curtain in shock and disgust the blonde moves towards the promoter, “You have got to be kidding me,” she screams, “What the hell is all that barbed wire and those beds of nails being brought to the ring before my match?”

The promoter looks at her with a mix of wonder and pity and in his broken English says, “Well Miss Stratus it’s because your match tonight is a Japanese speciality, an extreme Deathmatch.”

Trish’s eyes widen in shock, she has heard about legendary Japanese death matches where there are no rules and wrestlers pretty much mutilate themselves in some of the sickest matches possible. The blonde doesn’t know what to think, part of her is screaming to run away and not go out to a ring that’s ropes are made of razor sharp barbed wire. The other part of her tells her how much money she will make doing this, how weak and pathetic her opponent will be and of course reminding her she is the great Trish Stratus and not even a Deathmatch is enough to beat her.

“Ok I’m doing it,” Trish says with a steely determination, “But don’t come crying to be when your best girl is a bloody crying mess.”

Trish stomps off though the curtain while the booker grins with delight knowing he is going to get a massive pay off not just from DVD sales but from the WWE who set up this whole concept and matchup. There is no entrance music for Trish but she is getting a great reception from the Japanese crowd as they are all their feet clapping and cheering the current WWE women’s champion. Trish soaks up the cheers from the large sell-out crowd finally feeling like the main event star she knows she is. She gets to the ring and looks at the barbed wire ropes wondering just how the hell she will even get in the ring to start the contest. Finally she decides to slide under the bottom rope, trying to be careful sliding on her belly but she forgot about her hat which gets pulled off her head. Trish slides back out to the outside annoyed that her hat is now hanging from a barbed wire rope so she pulls the hat off the sharp metal and then removes her ring jacket before carefully looking to slide under the dangerously sharp ropes.

All the fans in the arena watch Trish with some amusement knowing that anyone with barbed wire match experience would ask the referee to hold the ropes up so they can easily roll into the ring. Trish clearly doesn’t know that as she crawls like a solider on her belly under the barbed wire. The blonde is finally in the ring but as she gets up she snags the back of her calf on the wire. The wire only brushes Trish’s leg lightly but the sudden touch scares Trish. She squeaks which brings titters of laughter from the Japanese fans but Trish doesn’t notice as she busy looking at the slight tear in her pants from where the wire poked her. Trish doesn’t feel as assured as she would in a WWE ring because she can see the barbed wire ropes surrounding her and there doesn’t feel like there is any safe place anywhere in the ring. Trish stares at the top of the ramp ready; even though this is a Deathmatch something she has never trained for Trish feels extremely confident that she is fitter, hotter and most importantly better than any other female wrestler in the world.

The sell-out crowd starts cheering as Trish’s opponent comes through the curtain and Trish’s mouth drops open in shock as it’s the very last person Trish expected to see. It’s former WWE Diva Ivory and Trish just cannot believe her eyes, one of the standout Divas during the attitude era, a former woman’s champion and worst of all for Trish she has a bit of bad history with the dark haired wrestler. Less than a year ago Trish had been working in a series of matches with Ivory but went to the higher ups in the company to complain about the way Ivory worked with her. Trish thought Ivory was very hard in the ring and was deliberately beating her up and trying to ruin her good looks so she talked to management and helped to get Ivory forcefully retired from in ring competition. Eventually Ivory got sick of working on TV and not as a competitor so she quit the WWE walking away from a lot of money because she wanted to stay as an in ring wrestler. Trish can’t think of anyone she least wanted to appear halfway round the world to compete in an extreme death match than Ivory.

Trish is trapped in the barbed wire covered ring and she is pretty sure Ivory won’t be happy after Trish helping to get her fired. The way Ivory is striding down the long entrance ramp is very intimidating and only now Trish is starting to regret taking this match. Even though she in her mid-30’s Ivory looks good with a more toned body and stronger muscles than she had during her WWE run. Ivory is dressed in a small dark purple vest top showing off a hint of cleavage with a pair of tight black leather pants and a pair of black boots. Ivory also has her long brown hair yanked back into a tight ponytail and a pair of black leather gloves making her look even more menacing as she strides towards the ring. Trish remembers all her bad mouthing of Ivory to people backstage and so she turns to the referee begging for help to get out of this but he is clearly Japanese and doesn’t understand her. The blonde starts to look for an escape as Ivory’s pretty face has a look of pure rage on it and her eyes have not stopped staring at Trish.

Feeling very scared Trish turns and tries to roll out under the bottom rope doing better this time to avoid the barbed wire. However while Trish slides out of the ring Ivory springs into action running the rest of the way to the ring picking up a steel chair on her way. Trish is now out the floor looking for a way to escape this match and Ivory when she turns round to see Ivory charging at her with a chair in hand. Squealing like a baby all Trish does is hold her hands over her head to protect her beautiful face as Ivory swings the chair like a bat. She catches Trish right in the spine with a hard chair shot that echoes throughout the arena much to the delight of the sell-out crowd. Trish screams in agony as the chair bounces off her back, the force of the blow knocking her down to her knees making her wail in pain.

“Ok bitch you think I was rough on you before well this is will be a whole new world of pain for you, you little cock sucking bitch,” Ivory roars swinging the chair again with another full blooded blow to the back of the WWE women’s champion.

The blow rocks Trish’s entire body giving the blonde a large doze of pain which is sent shooting up her spine making her whole body shake. Lying on the floor clutching her now aching back Trish screams in pain having never been hit so hard before. Somewhere in her pain fogged mind she can hear a bell ringing and Trish wants to scream ‘stop no I don’t want to fight’ but a third chair shot to her bruised spine stops the thought and brings another scream of pain from Trish’s big red lips. The chair is already dented and Trish in extreme pain barely 30 seconds into the matchup as Ivory stands dominantly over her rival grinning at how perfectly the setup worked. When Stephanie contacted her Ivory was sure it was a rib or a scam of some kind but when she met up with the head of WWE creative Ivory was blown away and instantly agreed to the diabolical plan to destroy Trish and get her out of the WWE.

Despite all Ivory did for Trish both teaching her in the ring and backstage the blonde never showed her any respect and worst of all is when she had Ivory forcefully retired by the office and made to act like some pretty mike stand for the wrestlers. Ivory’s pride took a real hit she wasn’t ready to be pushed out of the business she loved, other dumb blondes with no wrestling experience had walked over her before but nothing to the disrespect of Trish. When she heard Trish had been voted Diva of the decade by fans and now started to think of herself as one of the greatest female wrestlers of all time well Ivory’s blood really started to boil. Had she not been fired by WWE she was sure next time she saw Trish she would have punched the blonde as hard as she could right in her pretty model face for having the nerve to think she is an amazing wrestler. But despite all her bad blood Ivory was almost resigned to the fact that she would never get her hands on the large chested blonde to teach her a brutal lesson in respect.

But now thanks to the Mc Mahon's, Japan and a very naive Trish Ivory now has just what she wants, a no rules death match with the fake titted blonde where she is allowed to do anything she wants to punish Trish. She smiles watching Trish crawling on her knees below her, hearing Trish moan in pain is sweet music to Ivory’s ears. She can’t believe she is getting paid to do this in fact very well paid Ivory thinks knowing just how many people want to see Trish broken and beaten up. Another swinging chair shot brutally smashes into Trish’s back knocking the blonde down again and already this match is taking a toll of Trish. Her perfectly made up hair is soaked in sweat and messed up while her makeup is running from the tears leaking down her face. Trish is in so much pain, she has never been in this much pain before her entire body is on fire and her spine already feels like it’s cracked. The metal of the chair has punished her in a way she never thought possible and Trish is fighting the urge to be sick such is the wave of pain rushing through her tiny frame.

She can’t stop the tears flowing down her face while Ivory takes one more swing with the bent and dented chair slamming it right into Trish’s back. Trish screams again her body spasming from the pain which is shooting all though her body like an electrical charge. The chair is bent at an angle and Ivory throws it away grinning while she watched Trish writhing in pain on the floor all while a cheering 25 thousand strong crowd sit back enjoying the action. Trish starts wishing for the pain to stop; her back is really bothering her and her mind has closed down having had to deal with so many surprises in the last few minutes. The death match, the barbed wire ropes and now long-time rival Ivory’s sudden reappearance is a lot to take in for Trish so much so that she can’t even remember her reason for being here. The pain is making the pretty blonde grin her teeth, all her muscles are throbbing and Trish is worried that her back is broken as her spine feels broken thanks to those harsh chair shots.

Ivory wanders around ringside before picking up another grey steel chair but instead of flattening it out Ivory holds it open and walks towards Trish. On her hands and knees Trish has no idea what is coming next until Ivory grabs her left arm. Carefully Ivory threads Trish’s arm though the open steel chair then closes it trapped the blonde’s arm tightly between the backrest and flat seat of the chair. Trish moans in fear as her elbow is pinned sharply by the metal and the blonde has never felt so weak and out of control in her whole life. Ivory is holding the chair which her arm is trapped in and she looks up at the crowd with a big grin on her face. Ivory suddenly moves standing over Trish pulling the chair up thus wrenching Trish’s arm back and the blonde gives off a loud scream of pain. She feels like a doll in Ivory’s arms as the chair has pinned her arm and now Ivory is pulling it into an unnatural position.

On her hands and knees Trish tries to get up and move but Ivory is standing right over her back blocking any means for the blonde to escape. The chair is pulled up and yanked on again dragging Trish’s arm behind her body pointing straight up so the pain on Trish’s arm joints is excruciating. Her shoulder is at an almost obscene angle twisted behind her back bringing fresh tears to the blonde’s eyes. It feels like her whole Shoulder bone is about to be ripped from its socket. Her trapped elbow is starting to bend inwards being straightened out while stuck between two portions of the chair bringing large shocks of pain shooting down Trish’s arm. It feels like her whole arm is going to break and shatter into pieces making Trish scream and cry in the most unnatural high pitched girly screams. The blonde is clearly in great distress with her arm pinned behind her back and almost being ripped from her body like a kid would peel off the wings of a fly.

The Japanese crowd just laugh hearing the blonde very girly cries of pain but none are moved to help her they all just sit watching Ivory control Trish’s arm. Ivory loves the screams coming from Trish’s pretty mouth and the control she has with Trish’s arm pulled up behind her back. She can see Trish’s shoulder muscles straining under the pressure through the shoulder strap of her vest top and she cancan see Trish’s elbow glowing red as it’s being hyperextended by the pressure brought on by the folding chair. It’s like Trish is Ivory’s own personal Barbie doll to play with and she is trying to break the doll pulling its arm out like any cruel sister would. Trish is yelling so loud that even the hard cameras across the arena can clearly pick up the sounds of the blonde’s blood curdling screams. Ivory keeps pulling on the chair twisting it around almost like she is waiting to hear the sound of bone snapping when she suddenly lets go

The chair drops to the floor and Trish quickly pulls her arm free from the steel and quickly crawls around a corner of the ring clutching her arm. Trish cradles her arm moaning in pain as blood starts pumping round her stretched out and weakened limb. Ivory slowly walks round the ring to where the battered and injured Trish is sitting. There is something so calm and controlling from Ivory that it’s extremely scary, the brunette has dreamt of this day for so long and now she has it she is stopping to savour every moment. Trish moans weakly leaning against the ring apron with her back aching and her left arm numb with god knows what damage done to the muscles and bones. Ivory forcefully pulls the women’s champion to her feet then takes a running start launching Trish head first towards the barrier. Unlike in the WWE the Japanese barriers are not covered so they are pure steel rails and Trish crashes head first right into one. The force of the impact nearly knocks the barrier over and the crowd ‘OOH’ watching the women’s champion’s head bounce off one of steel railings like a bouncy ball.

“This is going to be so much fun Trish,” Ivory says happily kneeling down next to the hurting blonde, “I’ve been thinking of so many things that I’ve always wanted to do this this chunky curvy plastic body of yours,” She says and the grin on Ivory’s face is getting wider as Trish slumped over having been utterly dismantled in just the first three minutes of the match.

The glee in Ivory’s voice is unlike anything Trish has ever heard before and it scares her deeply. She also knows she has taken a hell of a beating already and that she doesn’t have the experience or wrestling knowledge to know what to do in this dire situation. Pulling Trish up again Ivory directs her foe towards the ring post pushing Trish forward watching the blonde crash head first into the steel ring post. Trish’s head hits the post sending her falling onto the concrete floor her blonde locks flying all over her face. Now Trish has a throbbing pain in her head to deal with and again Trish is left wondering how much more she can endure having never been beaten this badly in her entire life. Her whole body is aching and Ivory it seems won’t let up on the chance to beat up the blonde thousands of miles from home. She scoops Trish to her feet and hooks her in a front face lock before lifting the smaller blonde up for a suplex. Trish starts screaming before she hits the unpadded floor knowing how much this suplex will damage her already aching back.

There is a loud splat sound echoing through the arena as Trish’s body is suplexed hard onto the concrete. Fresh tears squeeze out of Trish’s eyes and the blonde though Ivory was rough with her in a WWE ring but this is a thousand times worse. Trish’s back is on fire with pain and Ivory isn’t helping her by leaning over simply scooping Trish up again. Ivory’s powerful looking arms are treating Trish like a doll with it so easy for the powerful looking Diva to lift Trish up then bring her back down with a hard body slam to the concrete. Trish’s back surely can’t take much more punishment after being slammed onto the concrete again. Ivory is utterly dominating Trish barely breaking a sweat while Trish groans lying flat out at Ivory’s feet. Her spine is throbbing and Trish is worried about permanent damage from all the times her back has been targeted for abuse. Ivory again scoops Trish up like an infant carrying her to the ring before rolling the hurting blonde under the barbed wire ropes. The fans get louder as for the first time since this match started action will take place inside the dangerous barbed wire covered ring.

Ivory is looking around under the ring pulling out weapons like a kendo stick, a steel chair, a large 2x4 plank of wood and another steel chair. While Ivory is throwing all of the collected weapons into the ring Trish lies on her front looking up at the sharp steel wires all around her. There is no more dangerous place for Trish to be right now than back in the ring where even the ropes will tear at her flesh. Trish can’t believe she has been tricked into this horrific death match situation against a clearly enraged Ivory. Rolling over Trish sits in the middle of the ring one hand staying on her aching back looking up to see Ivory has slide into the ring. The purple and black clad former woman’s champion has picked up the kendo stick and is advancing towards the blonde with an evil grin attached to her face.

“No please,” Trish begs forgetting all about wanting to be the toughest Diva or the best female wrestler ever, self-preservation is all that’s on the blonde’s mind.

“Please Ivory don’t do this I wasn’t prepared for this please I’m not a hardcore wrestler,” Trish whines pathetically in a little girl’s tone of voice holding her hands up looking for mercy.

“I’ll do anything please you can have all my money from this match if you want it it’s yours please just don’t hurt me anymore,” Trish babbles desperate to avoid any more pain not caring how weak she looks kneeling in the middle of the ring begging her opponent.

“I can even get you your job back with Vince anything just please no more Ivory please I’ve learnt my lesson please no more pain,” Trish pleads nearly crying on her knees in front of Ivory humiliating herself to avoid a further beat down.

Ivory simply stands there and shakes her head before swinging the kendo stick hard cracking it right down onto Trish’s forehead. Trish goes down moaning in pain from where the kendo stick bounced off her skull. Ivory doesn’t stop with just one shot lifting the kendo stick up again slamming the hard bamboo cane into Trish’s back. The cane swats down making loud cracking sound as it hits against Trish’s damaged spine. Shot after shot land on Trish’s back while the blonde helplessly rolls across the canvas screaming in deep distress. Ivory laughs at Trish’s groans of pain as she is not done torturing Trish lifting the stick up bringing it down with a loud crack right onto the back of Trish’s skull. Trish grunts losing focus on where she is and what’s happening as the cane shot was so hard and right on the back of her head it’s knocked the poor blonde dizzy. Trish is clearly dazed trying to regain her focus as Ivory helps the woman’s champion to her feet. She throws Trish forward and out of wrestling instinct Trish goes to bounce off the ropes forgetting they are sharp barbed wire ropes.

She cries out painfully when her back hits the barbed wire and the sharp metal digs through her clothing and into her flesh. Trish wails having never felt any pain like this before with her back pressing against the top two wire ropes. She is uncomfortable lying against the barbed wire; she is afraid to move away really worried that the sharp wire will do some serious damage to her back. Trish is looking round begging for help but the referee and people around ringside are just standing there watching the blonde Diva weakly struggle against the barbed wire ring ropes. Trish panics trying to wriggle away but the wire is deeply imbedded in her top and of course the little blonde is frightened of what the skin ripping wire might do to her back. Ivory decides to come over and help grabbing Trish by the arms and before Trish can utter a protest Ivory pulls hard ripping Trish away from the barbed wire ropes. Trish screams as the wire rips her flesh but her shirt is the main problem with the fabric trapped in the sharp metal.

Ivory has pulled Trish away from the wire but Trish’s shirt is still stuck on the wire so the blonde has been pulled right out of her clothing. There is a large howl from the blonde as she has been ripped right out of her shirt and the torn remains of her vest top still hang from the ropes. Trish squeals landing on the ring mat looking up hearing the roar from the crowd who all can see the former fitness model’s bra. The blonde wails at having had her shirt ripped clean off and now she is kneeling on the canvas with her black lace bra fully exposed for everyone to see. Trish bare back has a few small red holes in it from where she was trapped against the barbed wire ropes but her main concern is the loss of her shirt. One arm wrapped around her large fake chest Trish looks up at Ivory her scared face appealing for mercy from the angry powerful brunette. Ivory stands over the kneeling blonde looking so powerful and dominating over the poor Diva. She wished the barbed wire ropes would have done more damage to Trish but seeing the blonde’s embarrassment at being stripped brings a big wide grin to Ivory’s face.

“Please Ivory I quit, I submit please god you win please I’ll tap out anything,” Trish begs slapping her hand on the canvas looking to the referee pleading for her submission to be accepted.

Ivory just laughs, “This is a death match Trish there are no submissions its pinfall only you dumb slut.”

Trish’s eyes go wide in fear again feeling so scared and alone knowing there is no way to get out of beating from Ivory. She starts shaking almost like she is about to start crying and Ivory just laughs seeing Trish so weak and helpless. Ivory feels so powerful over the cocky blonde knowing how she makes men weak with her body now its Ivory who is all-powerful over her. Reaching down she slaps Trish hard in the side of her face knocking the large breasted Diva flat out to the mat. The fans cheer and the cameras around ringside move in closer looking at Trish who is lying on her back staring at the ceiling. Walking across the ring Ivory picks up the 2x4 plank of wood while everyone else stares at a bra covered Trish. As the video is being made for the internet the cameramen don’t have to be subtle in how they film it, one of them zooming in getting a clear shot of Trish’s cleavage. Ivory stands over Trish raising a foot up then driving it down right onto the blonde’s flat stomach. Trish cries out in pain, grunting as Ivory stomps down on her gut driving the air out of the Canadian’s tiny frame.

Ivory does it again driving the flat sole of her wrestling boot down into Trish’s exposed stomach pressing down with all her weight. Trish grunts with yet more pain so distraught at being trapped in this death match with a woman who is willing to injury her. Flat out on her back Trish closes her eyes trying to deal with all the pain rushing though her body. She can’t believe she willingly came out to another country on her own without bringing any backup to save her. In her mind Trish is only now thinking how crazy it was to take a large pile of money to come to Japan without knowing what type of match or who she would be facing. That immaturity and cockiness looks like it will cost her and Trish wants to curl up in a ball and start crying as she deathly afraid of what Ivory has planned for her. Ivory stands over Trish and kicks the blonde’s legs out stretching them wide before lifting up the 2x4 bringing the end of the plank down right onto Trish’s pussy. The all Japanese crowd cheers as the edge of the 2x4 is brought down right onto Trish’s private parts bringing another high-pitched squeal from the women’s champion.

Using her muscly arms Ivory pushes down grinding the plank of wood against Trish’s pants covered crotch watching her rival writhe around on the canvas. The flat rectangle end of the wood is firmly planted between Trish’s legs as Ivory keeps pushing down with all her power the pain is more than Trish can stand. She keeps pointlessly tapping her hand on the mat signalling her submission but the referee is just ignoring her. Nothing sounds better to Ivory than the sound of Trish wailing and screaming, to hear the little blonde bitch that got her fired crying in pain is sweet music to her ears. The wood is being pressed into her pussy causing Trish so much pain screaming as the plank of wood is rammed deep into her private parts. Her crotch is hurting badly and Trish can do nothing lying back on the canvas being assaulted by a 2x4 while her cries of pain get louder.

“Come on Trish scream for me I’m sure this isn’t the first time you have had something big and hard between your legs,” Ivory taunts grinding and twisting the 2x4 against Trish’s crotch.

Trish just moans kicking her legs up in vain as the 2x4 is pressed down hard onto her private parts. The pain Ivory is causing her just keeps the WWE women’s champion screaming in pain with tears flooding down her face.

“I can’t believe this 2x4 is too big for your slutty pussy,” Ivory teases a weeping Trish while she keeps on pushing the plank of wood between the blonde’s legs.

Ivory picks the plank of wood up reliving the pressure on Trish’s poor pussy but before she can recover Ivory moves round her and pokes the edge of the 2x4 down onto the top of Trish’s boobs. Squashing the plank down into Trish’s exposed cleavage Ivory is crushing the silicone of Trish’s right boob. The brunette just keeps laughing as Trish’s cries get louder while her breast gets crushed under the wood. Grinding then twisting the 2x4 down into Trish’s cleavage Ivory watches the wood sink into Trish’s skin the pain keeps blonde crying out in agony. Ivory lifts the plank of wood up only to slap the flat side of it down right over Trish’s tits. The loud smack of wood on skin echoes thought the arena as does Trish’s ear splitting moan of pain. Her breasts jiggle when Ivory slaps the plank of wood down for a second time striking Trish’s big bra covered breasts. Trish groans in pain with her poor tits being slapped by a large 2x4, the flat side of the wood spanking against her exposed cleavage making her big boobs bounce around inside her lace bra.

Ivory keeps slamming the 2x4 down across Trish’s tits like she is trying to flatten the blonde’s large silicone boobs. Trish wails in pain rolling across the ring mat trying desperately to get away from Ivory and the humiliating beating she is being given. She tries to roll for the bottom rope forgetting again that the rope is barbed wire and so as she rolls under it her long flowing hair catches in the wire. Trish lets out another wild scream with her hair getting trapped in the sharp barbed wire. Her long blonde locks are caught up in the wire and like an animal stuck in a trap Trish starts to panic thrashing and kicking around trying to break free. Only when she sees Ivory advancing on her does Trish really panic and with great effort she pulls herself free and out to the concrete floor. Some of her dyed blonde hair got ripped out as she pulled herself under the bottom rope. Ivory just grins looking at a clump of long blonde hair nicely wrapped around the barbed wire rope while Trish lies on the arena floor panting and hurt. The blonde is squealing in pain having viscously torn some of her own long hair out.

She is so tired and her body is stinging all over with pain, all Trish wants to do is sleep but she must find a way to survive this nightmare scenario. Ivory has rolled out of the ring and is now stalking the woman’s champion on the outside of the ring. Grabbing Trish by her hair Ivory pulls the hurting blonde to her feet only to throw a mean punch right to the back of Trish’s head. The blonde is knocked down to the cold hard concrete floor again this time with the back of her head throbbing. Eyes watering, Trish holds the back of her head in pain while her vision is blurry for a few seconds having taken such a viscous punch to her skull. The sell-out crowd is cheering, they came to see the pretty blonde be ripped apart and that is what’s happening right in front of them. Ivory is looking around ringside before she tells the timekeeper and ring announcer to get lost as she clears the ring bell off the small wooden table. She picks up the table and carries it around to where Trish is still lying flat out on her face moaning softly in discomfort. Slowly Trish pulls her aching body up trying to crawl away while Ivory is setting the table up.

The brunette sees Trish’s slow attempt to get away and is over their quickly to grab Trish’s foot dragging her back towards the table. Trish squeals in fear with Ivory firmly taking hold of Trish’s blonde locks yanking her rival back up to her feet. Trish moans in pain as her hair is being pulled roughly by Ivory who is staring right into her face grinning at the hurting blonde. Pulling her arm back Ivory swings her left hand forward slapping Trish making sure to strike her pretty face hard. Ivory loves striking Trish right in that beautiful face messing up her model features giving her a hard smack again lighting up Trish’s tanned cheek. She gives Trish a few more slaps snapping the blonde’s head back and forth, the blows are firm but it’s more humiliating to Trish being so easily slapped around. It’s like Ivory is a high school bully beating up on the nerdy kid and the women’s champion is just being beaten up by the powerful Ivory. Trish is being smacked in the jaw hard making drool come out of her open mouth as Ivory’s firm palm bashes into her cheek over and over again.

Trish’s legs going limp just being held up by Ivory who holds onto her hair. Trish’s pretty face is red and swollen from all those slaps now Ivory pulls Trish towards the timekeepers table she has set up just outside the ring. Grabbing Trish around the waist Ivory easily lifts the smaller blonde up into the air then bringing her down with a massive powerbomb right on top of the table. There is a loud disappointed moan from the crowd as the powerbomb onto the table somehow doesn’t break the small timekeeper’s table. Trish’s body takes the brunt of the blow with her back bending awkwardly as it is sent bouncing off the unbroken table. Trish lands on the floor in even worse shape than before with her back now really aching with pain making Trish groan worried that she might have a permanent injury. Ivory seems happy enough that the table didn’t break because it seems she broke Trish by slamming her onto the table. Moving over Ivory again pulls a limp Trish up in the air once more before delivering a second huge powerbomb into the table. But again the table is strong and doesn’t break so Trish’s poor body bounces hard off the seemingly unbreakable wood again.

Trish is flat out hanging over the table groaning in pain, her spine hurts so badly now and Trish can barely think with all the pain rushing through her. Ivory can only laugh at the table not breaking again while Trish’s insides are probably busted up having taken two big powerbombs onto the unbroken table. She is happy to leave Trish lying across the table, her head and arms hanging over the edge of table like a drunk passed out in a gutter. Ivory goes back under the ring looking for yet another weapon to help her gain revenge on the blonde and she produces a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire. The blonde is groaning in pain totally unaware of what horrors Ivory has planned for her as Trish is too busy wondering if her spine shattered after hitting the table so hard. Walking over Ivory doesn’t raise the bat instead she softly places the barbed wire coated bat head on Trish’s bare stomach. The wire is wrapped so tightly around the wooden head and the sharp points of metal brush up against Trish’s toned mid-section. The wire is lightly rubbing across Trish’s belly irritating the tanned skin of the women’s champion.

Ivory rubs the bat over Trish’s stomach a few times before lifting it up bringing it down with a loud thud right across Trish’s boob. She smashed the bat into Trish’s right boob and the wire instantly sinks into Trish’s bra cup stabbing into the blonde’s skin. The blonde screams out louder than before as now her poor tit is being attacked. The wire rips through her tiny bra stabbing its sharp wire into Trish’s tit skin and the pain is unbearable. The WWE’s golden girl wriggles on top of the table trying to get away from the pain of the barbed wire bat but as she struggles she slides backwards off the table. Trish nearly lands head first on the concrete but worst for her is Ivory let go of the bat so the barbed wire bat stays attached to Trish’s right boob. Trish moans in pain from the fall off the table which wasn’t a long way down but she nearly broke her neck landing at an awkward angle on the concrete floor. The bat is still stuck on her boob, the wire having become firmly imbedded with the soft lace of her black bra.

Grabbing the bat Trish tries to pull the bat off her tit but the barbed wire is dug into her bra and even the slightest pull causes her breast even more pain. Now that she can’t remove the wire bat Trish tries crawling away again hoping to get away from this horrible death match. Ivory stops Trish crawling away taking aim with a hard kick to the ribs knocking Trish over onto her back. Trish is gasping with pain as the barbed wire bat is still stuck to her right breast and Ivory evilly grabs the bat handle pushing down pressing the wire deeper against Trish’s enhanced boob. Trish cries out in pain as the barbed wire sinks into her flesh and the uncomfortable feeling of the metal pressed into her skin has Trish screaming her lungs out. The bra fabric offers little protection to Trish’s boobs as Ivory pushes down on the bat making the wire sink deeper into Trish’s famed tits. Ivory is really grinding the bat down and all Trish can do in response is squirm around on the mat moaning loudly in pain. Pulling back on the bat Ivory tries to rip it away from Trish’s aching boob but the barbed wire is still too deeply imbedded in the blonde’s bra.

Ivory pulls harder using her strong arms trying to lift the bat up but she is dragging the bra away too. Trish screams but it’s too late as Ivory pulls back with one firm tug ripping the bat away Trish’s boob but it also rips Trish’s bra clean off her body. Ivory has ripped Trish’s bra off and the torn up black bra is now hanging from the barbed wire bat like a flag. The crowd is roaring with delight while Trish is screaming sounding just so terrified trying desperately to cover up her now naked tits. Her arms wrap themselves tightly around her massive chest trying to cover up while the whole arena is lit up with flashes from thousands of cameras. Trish’s horrified yell only gets louder when she notices camera men moving round her, all of them trying to capture the moment of Trish Stratus without her bra on covering up her topless body. She is trying to cover up using her arms keeping them wrapped around her massive boobs. Fans have been waiting for years to see Trish’s Stratus topless and now thanks to Ivory and the barbed wire bat Trish is now topless. The blonde is in tears again, completely distressed at having her bra pulled off before she looks to the referee.

“Stop the match, please stop the match I’m topless I can’t wrestle like this please help me referee,” Trish screams helplessly begging the official to get her out of this nightmare.

He just ignores her and Trish now starts blubbering as this is far worse than she could have ever dreamt of. Trapped in another country alone, in a lot of pain and with her rival taking pleasure in beating her up Trish is extremely distressed. Now her breasts have been exposed to the world something Trish has spent a lot of time trying to avoid. She never wanted to be one of those sluts who got naked and showed men everything they wanted to see, she always thought of herself as a tease not a slut. Now kneeling on the cold concrete floor of this Japanese arena Trish is clutching her arms around her big tits trying her hardest not to let anyone see her bare boobs. Trish thinks hard trying to find a way out of this match without getting beaten down more and without showing these fans and TV cameras her tits. She can’t believe this is happening to her, she would rather get her ass kicked than be stripped topless. Ivory is standing over Trish looking down at the blonde who is shivering in fear curling up in fear of the stronger brunette and of her own perilous topless situation.

“Come on Blondie what is making you so sad?” Ivory mockingly says, “It’s not like everyone hasn’t already see those big fat udders before,” She teases poking a finger down into the mass of cleavage pushed up above Trish’s covering arms.

The blonde whimpers as the situation couldn’t get much worse as cameras move in close trying to get a close up view of her naked tits. Every camera is trying to get the first official shot of Trish’s naked tits, the blonde’s silicone boobs have been lusted at for years. Trish keeps her arms wrapped tightly around her bust trying hard to remember when she agreed to this match to be taped because now more than ever she doesn’t want this tape to see the light of day. She blushes thinking of all her American fans who would kill to see her stripped topless at ringside, curled up so submissively it would be like a dream come true to the men who constantly perv over her. She knows she teases them with her tight low cut tops but she never dreamed of ever needed to get naked like Sable or Chyna to be popular. Trish was never subtitle about telling people that her fans would never ever get to her see her naked but now that statement is no longer possible and she knows she must battle to make sure her exposure isn’t any worse.

“Don’t cover up Trish,” Ivory says grinning, “Far worse is going to happen to your cute little body to worry about people seeing those big ugly fake tits of yours.”

“In fact I don’t think people care about seeing those fat plastic filled tits,” Ivory says enjoying Trish’s misery, “Most of the boys you sucked off backstage to keep your job have already seen your breasts.

A few more tears leak from Trish’s eyes as Ivory is mocking her which scares the current women’s champion hearing Ivory sound so calm and composed. Ivory reaches down taking a firm hold of Trish’s blonde hair pulling Trish up to her feet. The WWE Diva is still keeping her arms wrapped around her boobs so she is now completely defenceless to Ivory. The brunette looks at her smaller rival who is crying softly trying desperately to hide her large tits from the audience’s view. She simply laughs at how ridiculous Trish looks covering up her boobs like some teasing glamour model before Ivory powerfully pushes Trish forward. Out of control Trish rushes forward guided by the momentum of Ivory’ push and the blonde crashes head first right into the steel ring post. Trish is dazed and in pain as she falls to the floor still trying to keep her breasts covered even though her head is throbbing in pain from crashing into the ring post. Ivory ignores Trish’s moans of pain as she is too busy peeling off her leather gloves. Once she takes her gloves off Ivory pulls some athletic tape out of her pants and like a boxer she starts wrapping the tape around her knuckles.

The crowd buzzes with anticipation watching Ivory carefully wrapping her hands up, all of them sure Ivory protecting her fists isn’t a good sign for Trish. With her hands all wrapped up in white athletic tape Ivory walks over to Trish kicking the curled up blonde hard in the back bringing another cry of pain from the constant Divas magazine cover star. Ivory keeps kicking Trish until the blonde has rolled onto her front then Ivory drops down sitting on Trish’s chest which doesn’t just pin Trish down but traps her arms that are still covering her bare breasts. Trish howls in fear as she is utterly defenceless again with Ivory mounting her using all her weight to pin her chest and her arms down. Ivory grins down at a struggling Trish watching her kicking her feet desperately trying to escape. The brunette is sat right down on Trish’s large tits pinning the blonde to the floor and now Ivory moves her hand forward brushing Trish’s hair away from her forehead. The brunette raises her tapped right hand up grinning down at a struggling Trish before slamming her fist down onto Trish’s forehead.

It’s a sick shot and the fans groan as the beautiful blonde just got punched hard right in the face. Trish instantly starts to cry having never been properly punched in the face before so the pain throbbing in her forehead overwhelms her. Her forehead is aching as Ivory just punched her as hard as she could and being pinned down the blow was extra forceful. Tears leak from Trish’s eyes before Ivory lands another hard punch right in the middle of Trish’s forehead. A red bruise starts to form on Trish’s pretty little face and Ivory is like a shark that smells blood. Ivory lands three stiff right punches battering down onto the face of Trish Stratus making the bruising even more pronounced. Ivory’s right fist is doing all the damage while Trish wails in agony trying to twist her body to unseat Ivory. Ivory bends her elbow as her grin turns to a deadly serious expression before she throws her arm down cracking the bone of her elbow into the side of Trish’s head. The dull thud sound makes the whole arena tense watching Ivory do some extreme damage to Trish landing a second elbow right to the blonde’s unprotected skull.

Two more elbows bounce off the side of Trish’s head and now the blonde’s eyes are flooded blind with tears while her head feels light and uncoordinated. Ivory raises her elbow one more time this time skimming it down right above Trish’s eyebrow, the contact scratching off the skin causing a cut. Trish Stratus has been busted open, a nasty gash opened up by the elbow just above her right eye. The sobbing blonde endures a new sensation feeling her own blood leaking down from her forehead mixing in with her tears starting to cover her pretty face. Ivory doesn’t let up using her taped fist to land another hard shot punch on Trish’s forehead nearly knocking the blow out cold. The force of the blow has Trish feeling sick as her head is just getting pounded on, her skull pinballing around making her feel so weak. Blood is leaking down her face from the cut above her eye coating her face in her own red plasma while Ivory’s punches make her head feel like it’s suffering through a painful migraine. Ivory is just using her head like a punching bag and Trish can barely open her eyes on concentrate on what’s happening to her as concussion after concussion enduring punches rain down on her skull

Ivory lands a hard punch down onto Trish’s cut opening it up more making more blood flow out soaking the face of Trish Stratus making her look more like a hardcore fighter than a magazine cover girl. Trish feels sick as her own warm blood covers her face soaking her famous good looks and to her horror there is camera hovering overhead getting a close up of the cut and her bloody face. The grin is back on Ivory’s face looking down at Trish’s bloody face before throwing a hard slap right to the blood stained cheek of Trish. The slap is loud and forceful snapping Trish’s head to the side and sends up a small spray of blood from the impact of palm on cheek. Her eyebrow has been busted pen and the zoomed in camera lens can see is really is a sick looking wide gash on Trish’s once sexy face.

“Please Ivory I quit, I quit you win you can have it all take my belt, the money anything just please your hurting me stop it please,” Trish screams again utterly submissive not caring who hears how weak she might sound as she is just begging Ivory to accept her defeat.

Ivory simply shakes her head and once again the ref is indicating that this is a match that can only end with a pinfall. Trish stops struggling, she knows she is trapped under Ivory and it’s not the first time she has been trapped. Trish starts to understand she got pushed into this situation manipulated into this match and before she fully understood what was happening the trap was sprung and Trish knows she walked slap bang into the middle of it. Now she is pinned down busted open and Ivory is just beating down on her slapping her face from side to side. Hard open hand blows daze Trish as her pretty blonde face is relentlessly slapped on by Ivory who is just dominating her. Those hard open hand slaps snap her head around and all Trish can do is cry out in pain wondering if this will ever end. Ivory finally gets up and walks away from Trish leaving the women’s champion flat out on the ground in extreme pain. The blonde groans having been used as a punching bag for so long she doesn’t even have the strength to get up or fight to lift her arms up to cover her tits.

Cameras zoom into Trish’s large chest admiring her massive tits and dark pink nipples exposing a topless Trish a sight no one ever expected to see. The blonde is seriously hurt rolling onto her side having been battered by Ivory to the point where she is leaking blood. She is so sore and all Trish wants is for this awful, disgusting, humiliating match to end so that all this incredible pain can be taken away. Moving around ringside Ivory is standing by one of the beds of nails and to the fans delight she starts dragging the evil looking board towards Trish. It’s a deadly weapon, a pure wooden board with sharp nails sticking out of it and Ivory is pulling it towards the WWE’s cover girl. Lifting the board up Ivory props it up against the ring apron making sure it’s stable and comfortable resting on he ring before moving back towards a wounded Trish. Pressing her hand into Trish’s blood soaked hair Ivory slowly pulls the limp Diva up making sure the cameraman nearby gets a close up of the blonde’s battered and bloody face.

Trish is in such a vulnerable position, limp, hurting and with her good looks all mangled and busted up from Ivory’s evil assault. Ivory pushes Trish forward throwing the blonde chest first right into the bed of nails. Trish screams in agony as she hits the board and the large nails push into her delicate well-tanned skin. Trish’s boobs have only just been uncovered to the world and now Ivory is targeting them for pain. Falling away from the board Trish wraps her arms around her tits as her large chest acted like a set of airbags when she was pushed chest first into the nails. Across her tanned skin are a series of dots where the nails pushes into her skin none too deep to puncture the skin but enough for Trish to feel the stinging pain of sharp nails. The bloody faced blonde is on her knees moaning in pain cupping her breasts feeling her body absorb a type of pain she has never dreamt of experiencing. Ivory won’t ease off on her opponent once more wrapping her fingers into Trish’s long blonde locks ripping Trish back to her feet. The poor weak topless blonde again looking up at her dominant rival loudly pleading for mercy.

“Please no Ivory no more please stop I’ll do anything,” Trish cries wobbling around on her feet, her entire body is in great pain and with Ivory roughly yanking on her hair Trish knows it won’t get any better.

“Anything bitch?” Ivory asks back pulling Trish’s wrecked face up so they are nose to blood stained nose.

“Yes anything please stop the beating it hurts so much you win your better than me you’re the best wrestler in the world just please stop hurting me,” Trish wails blubbering in front of Ivory, an arena full of cheering fans and 7 TV cameras.

“Good because I just want one thing from you Trish,” Ivory says with an evil grin on her face, “I want to hear you scream in pain.”

To be Continued