EWA PPV3 – Concluded

By Vincent T.

A camera view came to life on the screen, and walking in front of the camera was a medium skinned DIVA with long dark hair, wearing a black thong bikini. They walked down a hallway, turned to the right down another hallway and came to a door, the same door Sunny knocked on to find Torrie. The dark headed DIVA knocked on the door then turned to the camera and winked. It was Gail Kim.

When no answer came from the other side, Gail knocked again. Still no response. Gail checked the doorknob and found it locked. Gail pushed her shoulder against the door, but made no advancement. She gave up when she heard from the other side, “Hold on, I'm coming.”

Gail stepped back from the door; the camera stepped back as well. When Torrie opened the door wearing only a towel, Gail lunged forward and connected with a right-handed punch against Torrie's left cheek. Torrie fell backwards to the floor, her towel falling off beside her.

Gail walked into the room followed by the camera as Torrie tried to roll over and crawl away. A stomp to Torrie's naked ass knocked her back onto her stomach.

“Incase you hadn't figured it out,” Gail announced, “I'm your next opponent in the gauntlet matches!”

“Yeah I figured.” Torrie moaned as she turned over and swung her legs around in a quick motion, catching Gail at the knees and knocking her to the floor as well. But Torrie was too weak to capitalize. The bruises and blood marks on her body, evidence of her match with Sunny, were still visible and obvious of her condition.

Torrie grabbed for her towel but was tackled around the ankles by Gail who was crawling after her. Torrie went down to the floor again, and Gail climbed onto her back. Gail sat up and grabbed two handfuls of blond hair, then slammed Torrie's face against the floor. Torrie cried out but was unable to defend this rear attack. Once Torrie stopped flailing about, Gail got up and dragged Torrie to her feet with a handful of hair. Gail held Torrie up, balled up her fist and reared back to swing. But as she came around, Torrie, who had been playing possum earlier, blocked the punch and quickly brought her foot up into Gail exposed crotch. Gail dropped to her knees holding her privates. Once again, Torrie stumbled around, grabbed a shirt and her bikini thong and ran out of the room.

The camera turned back to Gail who was in tears on the floor.

“Follow her!” She cried. “See where she goes and don't let her get away.”

The camera took off out of the room and chased down a hallway behind the sound of bare feet. It just caught a glimpse of Torrie's blond hair when suddenly a door flew open to Torrie's side, and two hands came out and pulled her in. The camera ran up to the room and viewed the name on the door. It read “Sable”.

The camera backed up from the door so that Gail could find it and know where to find Torrie. Minutes later when Gail finally came around, the cameraperson pointed at the door indicating Torrie's location.

“She must have gone in there thinking that's the last place I'd look since you're out here. Pretty smart for a dumb blond.” Gail said.

Gail twisted the knob and found it unlocked.

“Guess she's a dumb blonde after all.” Gail laughed.

But when Gail and the camera entered, it was dark. As they looked for the light switch, the door closed behind them. Gail turned back to the camera and they tried to get the spotlight on. But once they did, they wish they hadn't. When Gail turned back around, standing before her was Molly and Stephanie McMahon. They blocked Gail's path to Torrie, who was now resting on a sofa behind her rescuers.

Gail looked at Molly, “Mole, what are you doing here? I thought you weren't …”

“Shut-up you two timing traitor! I should have known I couldn't trust a smelly little bitch like you! I thought we were friends.”

“Smelly little bitch? You're calling me smelly. Friends? You're the one with all the dirty laundry all over the place. What, did you think I was just going to follow you around all the time and pick up your shit? I don't think so. I got a better offer. Go fuck yourself princess.”

Molly charged at Gail who wasn't quite prepared. The two women fell to the ground in a pile with Molly on top, then Gail on top, then Molly again.

Stephanie came over and tried to help hold Gail down for Molly, but as she reached for Gail's wrists, Gail pushed Molly's head back and it knocked against Stephanie's. Stephanie fell backwards to the ground holding her forehead. Molly was still wrestling with Gail when the camera went to static.

Vincent and Debra stalled by wondering out loud what could be happening.

Moments later, when the camera came back on, Gail was squeezing Molly in a reverse headlock and body scissors. Torrie was lying face down on the floor at the feet of the cameraperson and Stephanie was nowhere to be seen.

The camera panned down to see the female foot of the camera-woman holding Torrie down by the back of her neck while Gail tortured Molly's head and sides.

Once it appeared Molly was out and could no longer defend herself, Gail released her and dragged her through the dressing room door, out to the nearest fire exit and pulled her outside with the camera-woman following. Once there, Gail found what she was looking for around the corner. She came back, lifted Molly by the hair and forced her around the building, over to a delivered dock and pushed her into an open trash dumpster. Upon landing, Molly cried out in pain, yet laid still in her weakened state.

When Gail and the camera returned to the dressing room, Torrie was gone. Gail began a room-by-room search for her opponent.

She decided that knocking was no longer something she cared about, she just opened any unlocked doors. One door she opened turned out to be Jazz and Zira's dressing room. And inside Gail found Ivory naked and tied to a chair. Her ankles secured to the legs and her hands behind her back. A gag was muffling whatever she was trying to say, but her teary eyes revealed her fear and desperation for rescue. Zira was standing behind Ivory, holding her head by her hair, and naked except for a black leather thong, which supported a long black dildo. In front stood Jazz, who was also naked and was also wearing a huge strap-on black dildo.

Gail asked if Torrie had tried to come in here and Jazz said, “No, but if she does, I've got something for her,” as she stroked her black appendage.

Gail started to leave, but paused when she saw the sisters begin their business. She found herself staring, wondering what they were going to do to Ivory. Jazz cut the cords around Ivory's feet. Both sisters lifted Ivory off the chair and laid her on her back along a bench near a changing locker. Jazz stepped over the bench and sat at Ivory's feet. She lifted her legs and pulled Ivory to her along the bench. As she did, Zira held Ivory's hands so as to keep her balanced and still. Once near, Jazz slid her dildo into Ivory's crotch and pushed it in as far as it would go. A muffled moan came from Ivory's mouth, under the gag.

When Jazz was in and slowly pumping, Zira held Ivory's wrists and walked around, stepped over Ivory's chest, then positioned herself so that her dildo was right in front of Ivory's mouth. Zira then looked around and realized that she needed another pair of hands. Seeing Gail still in the room, she ordered her over and told her to hold Ivory's hands above her head on the bench. Once there, Zira tied her wrist to the bench. Zira then thanked Gail and told her she could go.

As Gail walked through the doorway, and slowly pulled the door shut, Zira was pulling the gag from Ivory's mouth.

All Ivory got out was, “please no! Gail please, help me! Please, no more, oh……..oh……please stop,” before Zira forced her dildo into Ivory's mouth and began fucking her face, while her sister fucked Ivory's pussy.

Gail pulled the door shut to the sounds of Ivory's choking cries.

As Gail and the camera continued down the halls, they ran into Stephanie who was holding a bag of ice against her forehead. Gail asked if she was okay, she pushed aside and kept walking, mumbling something under her breath.

Gail continued down the corridor until she had checked each and every room. When she was becoming totally frustrated, she heard a roar from the studio audience around the corner. She peered through the curtain and saw that Torrie was in the ring, still holding her towel around her and begging Debra to count Gail out.

But Debra was explaining to Torrie that these gauntlet matches were decided by pinfall or submission.

As Torrie listened, Gail slid into the ring to the cheers of the once again, all-female audience. Torrie turned around, her face still bruised under her left eye, her lip still puffy with blood stained marks near her chin, her hair an unfixed mess, and a white towel partially wrapped around her naked body.

“I give up,” Torrie said, “this is harder than I thought it would be.” Torrie pleaded as she walked towards Gail. “I quit, I submit, whatever it is. I don't want to go on any further…….”

Torrie was halted by a right hand slap from Gail across her left cheek that sent her backpedaling and tripping over he own feet.

“I'll tell you when this is over.” Gail informed her as she stood over her aching body. “And this ain't over!”

Gail walked around Torrie's body, stomping her fingers and hands as she tried to hide them under her body. Gail threw the towel into the crowd and lifted Torrie up by her hair. She whipped her off the ropes, and as Torrie came back slowly, Gail performed a spinning heel kick to Torrie's chin. Torrie fell backwards to the mat and rolled onto her stomach again for protection. Gail bounded off the ropes then flew high into the air, crashing her knee into Torrie's exposed back.

Gail rolled Torrie over and intertwined their legs into a painful figure-four leglock. Torrie screamed out in pain. She banged on the mat, tried to reach the ropes, threw her arms about in trying to gain her freedom, but she was too weak.

Gail laid back and enjoyed her dominance. Torrie cried out her submission, only to be informed by Debra, who was now standing at ringside, that Vincent had changed this particular match to pinfall only.

But before she left, Debra reached under the ropes, and pulled Torrie's arms so that she could reach the ropes. Gail felt the slide and voiced her complaint. When Debra ignored her and walked back to the announcing table, Gail rolled out of the ring and fronted her.

“What the hell was that?” Gail demanded.

“That was me doing my job. What, did you think you were going to win this match?” Debra laughed.

Gail looked confused.

“No matter what happens, darling” Debra continued, “Torrie is going to face Sable in the last match of the night.”

“So I don't have a chance to win?” Gail asked.

Debra just shook her head no.

“Fine, then this blonde bimbo will hardly be able to stand in her last match when I'm done with her.” Gail finished.

Gail rolled back into the ring and found Torrie standing in the opposite corner. Gail sneered as she stalked toward her naked opponent. Gail balled up her fist as she walked and swung as she neared Torrie. Torrie may have appeared hurt and weak, but she was ready, she blocked Gail's swing and retaliated with a punch to Gail's cheek. Gail stumbled backwards as she was caught off guard, but she was not hurt for long. She charged back at Torrie and wrapped both her hands around Torrie's neck. She choked Torrie as they stood in the corner, and she would have continued had Torrie not been thinking and brought her foot up into Gail's unprotected crotch for a second time.

Gail backpedaled away from Torrie. She then turned, a mistake. Torrie mustered up whatever energy she had and ran at Gail, applied a headlock and jumped into a flying bulldog. Gail smashed face first into the canvas. Torrie rolled Gail over as quick as she could and covered her for a pin. But by the time Debra came over to the canvas, she only slapped the mat twice before Gail kicked out.

Torrie rolled out of the ring and grabbed the nearest chair. She rolled back in but as she lifted the chair, Gail was up and kicking her in the stomach. The crowd cheered the efforts Gail. The chair fell at Torrie's feet and Gail quickly applied a front headlock and dropped Torrie in a DDT onto the chair. As Gail rolled Torrie over, it was clear that her forehead was busted open.

Gail then laid across Torrie in a pinning position, but when she looked at Debra, all she got was “not gonna happen today kid.”

Out of frustration, Gail sat on Torrie's stomach, and began punching Torrie in the face. But when the crowd started to boo, Gail looked up at them to see why. They were screaming at her to turn around, and when she did, she got a face full of chair, courtesy of a worn and battered looking Molly.

Gail rolled off Torrie and laid in a prone position in the middle of the ring. Molly pulled Torrie on top of Gail and rolled out of the ring as Debra pounded the mat three times and declared Torrie the winner.

Torrie slowly rolled under the bottom rope where she was met by her new friend, Molly. Molly helped her to the back where they went directly to Torrie's dressing room, and barricaded the door.

Over the internal PA system, Sunny was calling the teams of Victoria and Dawn Marie, as well as Trish and Lita to the ring for their Tag Team Championship match.

Victoria and Dawn were first in, to the cheers of the crowd. Victoria wore a purple thong bikini, Dawn a red one.

Trish and Lita came through the curtain and the crowd turned on the usual fan favorites immediately. One of the fans along the walkway, from behind the barrier, took a swing at Lita. Getting only her hair. Lita turned to confront the fan, but when she saw that the fan was flanked by two more women glaring as well, she thought better of it and followed Trish into the ring.

Victoria and Dawn whispered strategy and high-fived to signal they were ready. Dawn stepped through the ropes as Victoria prepared to start against Trish. Lita also exited the ring to start what appeared to be a regular match. One fall, pin or submission, no DQ and no count outs.

Trish and Victoria locked up and Trish took the lead by securing Victoria in a headlock. Victoria pushed her off, against the ropes where Trish bounces off, comes back to a close-line from Victoria, but ducks in time to bound off the other side, and return with a cross body-block. Both women crash to the floor as they rolled apart. But when Victoria stands up, she is met by a Trish dropkick sending her back into the corner. Jumping up into Victoria 's lap, Trish grabs her by the head, falls back and catapults her across the ring.

A quick lift of her hair, and a drag to her corner and Victoria is on the wrong side of the ring. A tag to Lita and she comes in with a kick to Victoria 's abs. Another kick and Victoria is now sitting in the wrong corner. Lita backs up and prepares for a bronco buster. While she was doing this, Trish felt something hit her back. She turned and saw a drink cup on the ground below her and felt her back soaking wet, and sticky. She got down to confront the fan. Once she got to the barrier, the loud fans who were at once jeering her, stopped and began making sexual comments, and gestures to her.

Lita charged at Victoria , but Victoria wasn't as weak as hoped and she laid flat to duck Lita's charge. Lita landed crotch first into the corner, crying as she fell backwards to the mat in pain.

Lita reached up to tag Trish, but got no response since Trish was confronting a fan. Victoria signaled to Dawn who came into the ring and helped drag Lita to their side of the ring. They both lifted Lita up and with each DIVA holding an arm, they sent repeated knee lifts into Lita's stomach. After Lita stopped struggling, Dawn pulled Lita's head between her legs and with Victoria 's help, dropped Lita in a pile driver to the mat. Victoria then picked her up for a bodyslam but instead dropped her back across her knee. Victoria then straddled Lita's back and pulled her chin back into a recliner position. It took several moments before Lita could cry out.

Once Trish heard Lita's cries, she rushed to the ring and rolled in to help her partner. She clubbed the by-standing Dawn Marie on the back of the head. Victoria immediately released Lita and jumped at Trish. The two women rolled around the ring until they rolled under the bottom ropes, both landing on the mats, with Trish landing on top of Victoria .

Noticing Victoria 's new weakened state, Trish scrambled back into the ring, and pulled Lita to their corner where she exited the ring and reached in to tag Lita's barely lifted arm.

She officially entered the match and jumped on Dawn Marie, who was slowly getting up. Trish grabbed her by the hair and threw her into the turnbuckle. Trish ran up, planted her feet in Dawn's stomach, grabbed her by the head and fell backwards, catapulting Dawn to the other side of the ring. Trish charged after Dawn again, this time grabbing her by the hair and placing her head between Trish's own legs while they both lay on the mat in a head scissors. Dawn slapped at Trish's thighs but got no reprieve. Victoria finally got to her feet and saw the current situation. She slapped the mat out of frustration and then climbed her corner, calling for Dawn to get up and make the tag.

Dawn used all the strength she had but couldn't break Trish's hold. Dawn finally worked her way to a kneeling position and forced Trish onto her back. Sunny was in the ring as the official referee and jumped down to slap the mat, she reached a quick two before Trish released Dawn and rolled away.

As Dawn stumbled to her corner, Trish looked and saw that Lita was just starting to move about in their corner. Realizing she was still on her own for awhile longer, she went for the finish. Trish attacked Dawn just before she got to her corner and bulldogged her into the mat. Victoria reached in to grab Trish's hair, but Trish was ready and rolled away. She grabbed Dawn's ankles and pulled her back into the middle of the ring. Trish grabbed one of Dawn's ankles in both hands and applied an Angle lock. Dawn screamed out in pain, crying for help. Victoria yelled at Dawn to suck it up and fight out. But Dawn was near tears when Victoria finally had seen enough and entered the ring to save her partner. But as Victoria went to strike Trish, Trish released Dawn and delivered a kick to Victoria's belly, grabbed her by the hair and threw her over the top rope and to the mat. When Trish turned back around to Dawn, she was stumbling away. Trish grabbed her in a headlock and started for the ropes for her Stratisfaction finisher. As she jumped up to the ropes, Lita reached up as well. Blind to the action in the ring, Lita decided her best chance to get up and help Trish, was to grab the top rope and pull her aching body up. But when she did, Trish's feet went over the top ropes and she went flying from the ring. Trish landed hard on her side and banged her head against the barrier.

Dawn laid in the ring, face down, trying to recoup from Trish's attacks. Lita was now standing in their corner, with the support of the ropes.

Suddenly the curtain's parted and out came Asya and Jackie Gayda. They both went right after Trish. They both picked her up and dropped her face first against the barrier, her neck whipping back as her face collided with the half wall. They stomped her back and her head as she lay motionless on the concrete. With little effort, they picked her body up and rolled her into the ring. By this time, Victoria was standing near her corner climbing back up. Dawn was sitting on her knees while Asya and Jackie inflicted their damage, and smiled as Trish was rolled back in nearly unconscious.

Dawn crawled over to Trish, and sat on her stomach. She lifted Trish's head by the hair with her left hand, and punched her three times in the face with her right. Dawn then grabbed Trish's top and ripped it off.

Lita had seen this outside attack on her partner. With all she had, she climbed the turnbuckle and launched herself at Asya and Jackie.

Lita's legs hit Asya, her upper body landing on Jackie. All three women rolled to the floor. Asya was hurt the least since she got a glancing blow of Lita's legs. She was the first up. She grabbed Lita by the hair and lifted her up, and slammed her face first against the barrier between them and the fans. Asya then sat on her back and pulled her chin back in a painful recliner.

Inside the ring, Dawn was dragging Trish to her corner by her arm. She tagged in Victoria who launched herself over the ropes and came down with a leg drop across Trish's chest. Victoria covered Trish for a pin, but at the count of two, Trish got her foot up on the bottom rope. Victoria lifted her up and snatched her in a bear hug, lifting her off the ground. Trish cried out for help, but didn't see Lita in their corner.

Victoria squeezed tighter and tighter, hoping to get a submission from Trish, but the blonde DIVA wasn't through yet. With a cymbal slap of her arms against Victoria's ears, she was free. She fell to her back and began crawling to her corner. But Victoria was back on her, grabbed her legs and held her down in a Boston crab submission hold. Again, Trish cried out for help, and got none.

Trish was able to break free by twisting her body and causing Victoria to fall to the mat as well. Just as Trish was about to get up and look for Lita, Dawn came in and from behind, wrapped her arms around Trish's head, and her legs around Trish's waist, squeezing like a python. Pain was now running through most of Trish's body. Victoria got up from Trish's escape and saw Dawn squeezing Trish. Seeing that Dawn was now in control, Victoria stepped through the ropes and out of the ring.

Asya and Jackie had now moved a naked Lita over to her corner. They stood her body up against the corner post with her back to the ring. With her bikini top, they tied her neck to the post. With her thong they tied her hands behind her back. They took turns punching her stomach and chest freely. Lita was weak but unable to fall with her neck tied to the post.

Seeing Trish's partner pretty much out of the match, Dawn released Trish's lifeless body from her hold; she pulled her head around so that it was nearer to Trish's corner than her feet. She lay on top of Trish's back; her breasts against Trish's naked back, and lifted Trish's head so that she could see her corner. She waved for Asya and Jackie to move away from Lita.

After they were out of Trish's line of sight, Dawn pulled Trish's head back a little harder, causing Trish to come to and open her eyes slightly.

“Look at your partner Trish, look at her. She's got her back to you, and she's refusing to help you! I actually heard her say ‘Fuck Trish', I did, I heard her say that. I wouldn't want a partner like that.” Dawn chimed in.

“C'mon Dawn, just finish it!” Victoria called out.

Dawn turned and looked at Victoria. Shook her head at her partner's sympathy then grabbed Trish's hair with both hands and pulled back so hard that Trish's head was nearly touching Dawn's chest.

Tears came down Trish's face as she cried out in pain. Dawn released Trish's hair, her face smashing back against the mat. Jackie went back to Lita as she began to stir and grabbed her by the forehead, then slammed the back of her head against the steel post. Lita then tilted forward as her lifeless body hung from the post.

Dawn got up and walked to her corner.

“You want to finish her?” Dawn asked.

“I just want to finish the damn match, we've got it won!” Victoria replied.

“Fine, tag in here girl.” Dawn finished as she extended her hand.

Victoria tagged in and quickly approached Trish lifted her by the hair and lifted her up into her widow-plex. Dawn jumped down to the floor at ringside. Victoria dropped her near her corner and then covered her for the win. Sunny slapped the mat twice before Dawn reached in and placed Trish's foot on the bottom rope.

Victoria looked confused at how the unconscious Trish could lift her leg. Dawn shrugged at Victoria's efforts. She jumped back up and tagged Victoria on the shoulder. Victoria looked surprised.

“If you can't finish her, I guess I'll have to do it.” Dawn chided as she came back into the ring.

Dawn dragged Trish back to the middle of the ring, rolled her over, then cinched her left arm and applied a crossface submission hold. Trish put up no defense since she was out. Dawn made grunting noises to show the “fierceness” with which she was trying to work. Sunny came into the ring to ask Trish if she wanted to quit. But in her current state, Trish was unable to answer.

“She's out!” Victoria demanded. “She's done. This should be over.”

Sunny stood up and shrugged. Dawn released Trish's arm, then went to her other side, lifted her other arm and locked in another crossface. Once again, Trish made no effort to escape. Dawn held this painful hold for several minutes before she finally released Trish.

She rolled her over and placed her foot over Trish's mouth. Sunny slapped the mat three times and declared Victoria and Dawn Marie the Champions.

Asya and Jackie released Lita from her ties and exited the studio. Both Trish and Lita had to be removed by stretchers. Dawn and Victoria left carrying their shiny new Tag Team Title Belts.

Moments later, Sable came out in a gold silk mini robe, making it appear that she had nothing on underneath which stirred the crowd into an erotic frenzy. It was clear who their favorite DIVA of the night was.

Torrie came through the curtain minutes later with her new friend Molly in tow. Torrie had put her yellow thong bikini back on and looked as though she had been in an accident. She had bruises on her cheeks and bloodstains around her lips. Her arms had bruises and her knees had mat burns. She crawled into the ring, was given her belt by Sunny, and informed that this would be a Hardcore/no DQ Style match, plus Vincent had a few other things to announce as well. The look on Torrie's face showed her unbelief that the night could get much worse. After suffering multiple beatings through out the night, she was now supposed to defend her title against the bosses favorite DIVA, with a hostile crowd, being totally exhausted, while her opponent had done nothing all evening except video tape her earlier beatings.

She didn't know if she could beat Sable right now. Or if she could even last 5 minuets in the ring, but she sure as Hell wasn't just going to give up her title without a fight.

Right before the bell sounded, Vincent spoke up and said that he had decided to add two stipulations to this long anticipated title match.

“Just to make this more interesting, this match now has two additional stipulations. First, this match will be the first ever EWA Heavyweight Championship – LumberDIVA match!”

The roar of the studio audience caused Vincent to stop and allow them to show their approval.

“That's right, any and all DIVA's backstage that can hear my voice, please come out and take your spots around the ring for this special match. And the second stipulation is that this match will be a ‘loser-slave' match. Wherein the loser, becomes the winner's slave for 6 months!”

Another roar from the audience.

As Torrie turned to Molly, who was standing on the ground just outside the ring, Molly shook her head in disbelief at this new turn of events.

“If you come out of the ring,” Molly promised Torrie, “I'll do what I can to protect you.”

“Thanks.” Torrie smiled.

The curtain opened and out came Asya, Jackie Gayda, Jazz, and Zira, with a naked and sweaty Ivory in tow on a leash. Behind them came Dawn Marie and Victoria, a limping Shaniqua, and finally a very pissed off looking Gail Kim.

The DIVAs spread out around the ring and waited for their chance to attack from the outside, and throw someone back in. Molly kept her distance from Gail, she didn't know if Gail had friends with her, or if she would be attacking alone. But she knew that sooner or later, she would try to get to her somehow.

Debra then entered the ring and told Sunny that since this was such an important match, that she would referee it. Sunny gave Debra a slight hug and peck on the cheek and exited the ring to a seat beside Vincent.

The match started with the ring of the bell. Both woman, now down to thong bikinis, circled each other and lunged for a lockup. The women came together, but just as quickly, Sable fell backwards, catapulting Torrie back first into a corner. She landed hard but quickly rolled over and, holding her back, got up. She felt a hand on her ankle, but quickly jerked it back in before Dawn could pull her out.

Using the distraction to her advantage, Sable charged at Torrie and splashed her into the corner. Torrie grabbed for her chest and fell to her knees. Unfortunately for her, too close to the corner. Sable backed away as Zira and Jackie each grabbed an ankle of Torrie's and yanked backwards, bringing her chest first to the mat. Then they pulled back at the same time crashing Torrie's crotch into the corner post. Torrie cried out in pain.

Molly started around the ring to where Torrie was, but as she rounded the corner, Asya stood there waiting and ready. Molly stopped.

Sable told the women to release her, which they did, then Sable lifted Torrie up by her hair. One hand on her crotch, one hand still covering her chest, Torrie was an easy target as Sable performed a sidekick to Torrie's forehead, knocking her back down to the mat, back in the corner.

This time, Jazz reached in and pulled Torrie half out of the ring by her hair. Torrie's back was on the edge of the ring when Jazz dropped an elbow onto her breasts. Torrie started to kick about until Sable stepped on each of her ankles, holding her feet down.

Jazz then pounded Torrie's chest with her fists until her breast came out of their top, and were red from the beating. Jazz ripped her top off, threw it to the crowd, then grabbed each of Torrie's breasts and squeezed. Once tears began escaping Torrie's eyes, Sable pulled her back into the ring by her feet. In the ring, Torrie cried, as she laid on the mat, unable and unwilling to rise. Sable then sat down on Torrie's stomach, pulled Torrie's arms under her knees and commenced teasing her breasts, mainly her nipples.

Sable's smile revealed her pleasure in teasing the current Champion. Tugs and rubs, followed by slaps and pats, molesting her nipples for what seemed like Torrie to be at least half an hour. It turned out to be three minutes. When Sable felt satisfied, she stood up over Torrie and told her, “You can quit now, or I'll make you hurt and quit later.”

With what strength she had left, Torrie brought her foot up from behind, knocking Sable in the ass and forward onto the mat towards the ropes. Molly happened to be there and she quickly reached for Sable. She pulled her close by the hair but before she could inflict any damage, she was tackled by Gail and wrestled to the floor. Jackie and Dawn helped Sable up and back into the ring. Torrie had retreated to the other side for a rest.

Gail sat up on Molly and reigned rights and lefts at Molly's face. Molly tried to defend herself but felt her wrists grabbed, forced to the ground, then stepped on by Jazz as Gail enjoyed attacking her defenseless ex-mentor.

Sable got up before Torrie and charged at her. Torrie tried to get up to defend herself but Sable got in a kick to Torrie's side before Torrie could stand. Torrie fell back to the mat and Sable began kicking her while she was down. Sable then lifted Torrie and pushed her arms back over the ropes. Dawn jumped up on the apron and held Torrie's arms behind her. Sable then grabbed the front of Torrie's thong in her left hand, and wiggled her right hand fingers high. Her right hand then dove inside Torrie's thong and nested itself in Torrie's crotch hair.

To the cheers of the crowd, Sable's hand did a little exploring before she yanked it out. Torrie's scream helped explain the blonde item in Sable's hand. Sable slid her hand in again, and pulled out a few more hairs. Sable then stepped back and admired her handy work before she stepped up and delivered a sidekick to Torrie's chin.

Torrie went limp in Dawn's arms. Dawn then pulled the second roped up and wrapped it around Torrie's arms, trapping them. Dawn then wrapped her left arm around Torrie's neck, and slid her right hand down Torrie's front. Dawn then began pulling pubic hairs from Torrie's crotch. The second hair brought Torrie back to life, and her crying protest began again.

Victoria yelled to her partner to get down and let Sable fight her own matches. Dawn looked at Victoria surprised.

“What's with you? You don't like giving out pain anymore?”

“I don't mind giving out pain, I just don't think it's right for one person to have to fight 10 people at once!”

Dawn shook her head and went back to torturing Torrie. But instead of pulling out tiny hairs, she was now squeezing Torrie's breasts.

“Let her go Dawn!” Victoria demanded.

“Fine honey, I'll let her go, just one more thing.”

Dawn pulled her arm from around Torrie's neck; she pulled back on Torrie's blonde hair causing her to look up at the ceiling, held her chin with her other hand, and forced her tongue into Torrie's mouth. After several moments of this pleasure, Dawn released Torrie's head and jumped down to the cheers of the fans. Dawn walked over and received several high fives from the female crowd.

Sable came back to her opponent, who was still trapped in the ropes, and began kicking and punching her in the belly. Once Torrie appeared to be fading, Sable reared back and delivered a kick right up into Torrie's sore crotch. This brought Torrie back to life. Sable then waved to the crowd and told them this was almost over.

“In a few moments, Torrie will be asleep, and I will be your champion. And then, this little thing will be my slave,” Sable then looked into Torrie's eyes, “or should I say, my bitch!”

Torrie's eyes pleaded for help, but with Molly getting pounded on the ground by Gail and Jackie, and no other help in site, she was now willing to give in and let Sable win. But before she could quit, Sable had removed her top, and was now pulling Torrie's face into her chest. Smothered in Sable's breast, Torrie was fading fast and soon fell unconscious. Several pleasured moments later, Sable released Torrie's head, released her arms from the ropes, then stood back as Torrie's lifeless body fell to the mat. Sable placed her foot on Torrie's cheek as Debra knelt down and slapped the mat three times.

Sable was handed the EWA Heavyweight Title and soon hugged and congratulated by the DIVAs surrounding the ring.

With Torrie unconscious in the ring, Sable had her lifted up and held in front of her.

“You are now my slave for a 6 months Torrie, and my first order for you, is to please every woman in this ring. Right now.”

Victoria never entered the ring, and upon hearing that, she exited through the curtains. Zira and Jazz didn't enter either, so they grabbed Ivory's leash, and dragged her naked form from the studio to their dressing room.

Hearing this, Dawn and Jackie stripped Torrie and began slapping her face to revive her.

As the closing credits began to scroll down the screen, the parting shot was Dawn sitting on Torrie's face, Jackie holding Torrie's hands above her head, and Sable and Debra standing arm in arm as they watched Torrie perform her first duties as a slave.

In the foreground, Gail could be seen stomping Molly who was still lying on the floor.