Post by Sublime on May 17, 2013 17:01:00 GMT -4
Before the ref can call the final number Aryana removes her foot from Wolfie’s chest and uses it to kick the smaller diva up off of the mat. The zebra striped official throws his hands into the air and begins badgering The Covetous Cunt to bring the match to an end. Envy waves the puny law man off, giving him a warning look before returning her attention to Wolverina, “a pin would be too easy, too simple for you, don’t you think Wolfie?"
She saunters over to the dazed diva’s side and wraps her digits around the country cutie’s silky locks, eliciting another barrage of disapproving remarks from the ref as well as the audience. He begins to count, but before he can get to five she switches hands, forcing the Zebra striped man to restart, “I think you should have to admit defeat like the little bitch dog you are. Don't you? After all, you certainly know how to talk the talk, but you failed in executing your promise of victory. I want to hear you beg for me to stop. Admit that you never stood a chance, you’re weak and I have more talent in my pinky nail than you do in your entire body. I am your queen and you are a worthless worm.”
The battered princess whimpers weakly and Envy responds with a swift back handed slap across her face, “Not good enough bitch dog; I want you to repeat me verbatim. In fact, I want your fans to hear what you have to say for yourself.”
She switches hands again, yanking EVPW’s princess higher off of the mat, and causing the battered babe to screech whilst she paws helplessly at the vice like grip around her tender tresses. Aryana motions for the official to retrieve a microphone, which he hastily deposits into The Covetous Cunts open palm. Envy presses the media device against Wolverina’s trembling lips as tears stream down the humiliated female’s cheeks, “I’m weak… I-I… I never stood a chance, you are my queen … and… I am a worthless worm…. You have more talent in your pinky nail… then I do in my entire body… I give -AH!”
Envy smashes the sole of her boot into the country cutie’s back, releasing her hair from her talons and allowing the diva to fall to her hands and knees, “now kiss my boot slag!”
Wolfie sniffles and gazes up at her opponent in awe; she can’t possibly be serious. Envy grins wickedly and responds by shoving her shoe into the diva’s face, “actually… they’re a bit mussed up, I’d like for you to lick them clean.”
Wolfie shakes her head and Envy shoots her a warning glance, “maybe you need another round? It appears we haven’t beaten the pride out of you yet.”
The people’s princess immediately complies for fear of further punishment, her tiny pink tongue jutting out of her mouth and lapping at The Covetous Cunt’s boot desperately.
“Good girl. Now you may say that you give up.”
Wolverina bows her head in shame and speaks into the microphone in a tiny whisper, “I... give up.”
Aryana chuckles, shaking her head and handing the microphone back to the law man, whom motions for the bell to be rung to announce the end of the match, “one more thing Wolfie darling.”
Envy then strolls over to the edge of the ring, slides under the ropes and reaches under the squared circle to retrieve a long slender black stick. The ref goes to stop her, trying to protect the defeated diva from any further harm, but he is easily tossed into the turnbuckle. She then waltzes over to her prey, jabbing the end of the onyx rod into Wolfie’s ribs and sending a shock of electricity through her slender form. The smaller diva wails in agony, her body shaking uncontrollably as the currents rack her form. Envy then tosses her toy to the side, Wolverina collapsing and consciousness abandoning her. The Covetous Cunt then crouches down beside the country cutie and nonchalantly undoes her wrestling costume. The crowd gasps in horror as the sinful siren peels the diva’s clothes from her body, leaving her in only her underwear in the middle of the ring. Aryana throws her trophy over her shoulder and proceeds to exit the arena, medics and the referee instantly swarming around the comatose Wolverina.
EOT
She saunters over to the dazed diva’s side and wraps her digits around the country cutie’s silky locks, eliciting another barrage of disapproving remarks from the ref as well as the audience. He begins to count, but before he can get to five she switches hands, forcing the Zebra striped man to restart, “I think you should have to admit defeat like the little bitch dog you are. Don't you? After all, you certainly know how to talk the talk, but you failed in executing your promise of victory. I want to hear you beg for me to stop. Admit that you never stood a chance, you’re weak and I have more talent in my pinky nail than you do in your entire body. I am your queen and you are a worthless worm.”
The battered princess whimpers weakly and Envy responds with a swift back handed slap across her face, “Not good enough bitch dog; I want you to repeat me verbatim. In fact, I want your fans to hear what you have to say for yourself.”
She switches hands again, yanking EVPW’s princess higher off of the mat, and causing the battered babe to screech whilst she paws helplessly at the vice like grip around her tender tresses. Aryana motions for the official to retrieve a microphone, which he hastily deposits into The Covetous Cunts open palm. Envy presses the media device against Wolverina’s trembling lips as tears stream down the humiliated female’s cheeks, “I’m weak… I-I… I never stood a chance, you are my queen … and… I am a worthless worm…. You have more talent in your pinky nail… then I do in my entire body… I give -AH!”
Envy smashes the sole of her boot into the country cutie’s back, releasing her hair from her talons and allowing the diva to fall to her hands and knees, “now kiss my boot slag!”
Wolfie sniffles and gazes up at her opponent in awe; she can’t possibly be serious. Envy grins wickedly and responds by shoving her shoe into the diva’s face, “actually… they’re a bit mussed up, I’d like for you to lick them clean.”
Wolfie shakes her head and Envy shoots her a warning glance, “maybe you need another round? It appears we haven’t beaten the pride out of you yet.”
The people’s princess immediately complies for fear of further punishment, her tiny pink tongue jutting out of her mouth and lapping at The Covetous Cunt’s boot desperately.
“Good girl. Now you may say that you give up.”
Wolverina bows her head in shame and speaks into the microphone in a tiny whisper, “I... give up.”
Aryana chuckles, shaking her head and handing the microphone back to the law man, whom motions for the bell to be rung to announce the end of the match, “one more thing Wolfie darling.”
Envy then strolls over to the edge of the ring, slides under the ropes and reaches under the squared circle to retrieve a long slender black stick. The ref goes to stop her, trying to protect the defeated diva from any further harm, but he is easily tossed into the turnbuckle. She then waltzes over to her prey, jabbing the end of the onyx rod into Wolfie’s ribs and sending a shock of electricity through her slender form. The smaller diva wails in agony, her body shaking uncontrollably as the currents rack her form. Envy then tosses her toy to the side, Wolverina collapsing and consciousness abandoning her. The Covetous Cunt then crouches down beside the country cutie and nonchalantly undoes her wrestling costume. The crowd gasps in horror as the sinful siren peels the diva’s clothes from her body, leaving her in only her underwear in the middle of the ring. Aryana throws her trophy over her shoulder and proceeds to exit the arena, medics and the referee instantly swarming around the comatose Wolverina.
EOT
