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OCW Three Stages of Hell: IC Title Match

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The Bratty Princess (deleted member)

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14:04 QueenLola: I walk down the ramp way with an dark expression on my face, still upset bout losing my championship to this bitch and not even being the one she pinned to win MY championship. I slide into the ring wearing my white and black bikini as I stand in my corner and wait for her to arrive to accept an ass beating. I plan to take back my championship tonight. You are not logged in. You are not logged in.
14:04 QueenLola: Yt

15:05 The_Bratty_Princess:

15:08 The_Bratty_Princess: *I step out from beyond the curtain, my face serious as I flip my hair. Letting a sneering grin form across my cheeks as I stand at the top of the ramp way. Locking my eyes with you down in the ring. I slowly, calculating, lift both of my new title belts, one in each hand, high up into the air, letting them dangle down. Staring you down as I show off my belts. I place the Ladies belt down and make my way down the ramp way with just the IC belt, the one I had taken from you, and the one I would be keeping tonight. I smirk as I slide into the ring, walking right up to you and holding it up again, taunting you with it. Pointing to MY name on the belt. "Thanks for the belt, love" I taunt before turning away and heading back to my own corner with a smirk as I get ready for the first match to begin*
15:08 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

01:22 QueenLola: You get in my face and raise my championship high in the air, my blood boils with pure anger as I wait for you to turn your back to me. As just as your about to reach your corner, I try to rush out of mine and slam flush my elbow right between your shoulder blades remembering how badly damaged I got your back in our very first match together.
01:23 QueenLola: Yt

01:35 The_Bratty_Princess: *Strutting back towards my corner, completely dismissing you, as I grin confidently, arrogantly, carrying my pretty new belt with me. I go to place my belt over the top rope in the corner when I’m suddenly struck from behind, feeling your unforgiving elbow smash right between my shoulder blades, taking a cheap shot before the match as even begun. I grunt out, startled, dropping the belt as I stumble forward, hitting the turnbuckle with my chest, gasping out. I flip my hair, quickly turning around to see you standing there. My eyes raging now. The bell hasn’t even rung yet and and snarl, “YOU FUCKING BITCH” lunging forward, using momentum from the corner as I spring forward, lowering my shoulder trying to drive it straight into your stomach in if I can*
01:35 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

12:52 QueenLola: I managed to drive my elbow into your back but the sneak attack only made you angry. I watch as I step back as the bell rings at the same time I feel my stomach cave in as your shoulder drives right into it and sends me crashing to the mat with a loud thud that echos around the arena, both of us laying on the ground now, I roll away and cry out in agony curling up from the massive spear you delivered early on. I try to roll under the bottom rope to head to the outside.
12:52 QueenLola: Yt

13:13 The_Bratty_Princess: We crash down onto the mat, slamming your back down with a vicious thud. I also haven’t forgotten about our first matchup, or you subsequent cheap shot backstage. And now, starting this match off with another cheap shot, put me on a mission. This was only your first stage of hell, tonight. And I had every intention of making you suffer through all of it to defend my title.

13:13 The_Bratty_Princess: I stand up quickly after the spear, looking down at you and see you rolling towards the apron. I smirk. Falls count anywhere, leaving the ring offers no escape, I muse to myself as I quickly follow as you roll along the canvas, Slipping myself through the ropes swiftly to meet you on the floor just as you roll out. “Where do you think you’re going, ‘Queen’?” I taunt mockingly as I quickly try and grab a tuft of your hair, aiming to, if I can slam your head down onto the side of the apron
13:13 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

13:13 Zack_Davis: *đŸ”„ the two hottest blondes in OCWđŸ”„*

13:17 QueenLola: I make it to the outside of the ring landing on my feet, just barely as I use the apron to hold myself upright. Though seems as though this bitch had her heart set on destroying me and retaining her championship today, as she follows me out of the ring and grips my hair tightly trying to drive my head into the apron, quick thinking I let my arms drop onto the apron, to avoid her attack and try to send one arm back to hopefully drive my elbow into her midsection hoping to sink it in to make her back off of me.
13:17 QueenLola: Yt

13:24 The_Bratty_Princess: I tug harshly at your hair, gripping tight and yank back, bending your neck and back from the pull and thrust my arm down, trying to bash your head down. Unfortunately, you’re able to get your arms down and brace yourself against the apron, providing strong resistance and preventing your head from the slamming into it. I growl in frustration and just as I go to yank your hair and try again, I feel your elbow shoot back and slam viciously into my exposed torso. The impact causes me to let of your hair and stumble back a few steps, clutching at my stomach, slightly bent over, but not doubled over, tilting my neck up to glare back at you, fire in my eyes. You would NOT take me like our first match. I had learned much since thin. A soft growl emanates through my lips as I stare back at you, with a feral fiery rage. The war was just beginning
13:24 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

13:24 Zack_Davis: "Brats like their bling, baby, get mean!"

13:28 QueenLola: I hear her growl and my blood boils as my heart races, a small growl emanates from me as well back at her, as before she can make a move on me again, I try to reciprocate back to her, her first devastating move she did to me in the ring, rushing off of the apron and trying to not only drive my shoulder into her abdomen but drive right into the barricade behind wanting to her the crowd shout and feel our bodies crushing through the small structure that separated the action from the crowd.
13:28 QueenLola: Yt

13:36 The_Bratty_Princess: My eyes locked on yours in fierce focus. The tension between utterly palpable. My feet planting firmly, planning for my next attack when I see you launch yourself at me. My eyes widen with ferocity, and a grin spreads across my cheeks as you lunge forward, telegraphing your angry attack with a smirk as I side-step turning body as you begin to lunge past me, avoiding your lunging shoulder as I grab for your hair and the back of your bikini top. Using your own lunging momentum as I thrust my arms along with your own momentum trying to throw you raging forward head first and stumbling into the the barricade behind
13:36 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

13:41 Zack_Davis: 😳🙈

02:02 QueenLola: My rage and anger took over me and instead of paying attention to her side step, I was met with a barricade to my head and shoulder as she throws me using my momentum into it and crashing to the cold floor below as I lay there in a heap holding my head and shoulder in agonizing pain.
02:03 QueenLola: Yt

02:28 The_Bratty_Princess: On a mission in this match, one to defend my title, and two, fueled by your sucker punch elbow to my back before the bell even rang. I had no intentions of letting up. The sound of your head and shoulder smashing against the barricade is nothing less than symphonic serenity to my ears as you crash to the cold floor below. I sneer. “Got a little headache, Queenie?” I taunt as I step closer to the crumpled heap that is you. “Let me help” I say coldly as I reach down for you hair, trying to pull you up to your feet, but keep you bent over at your waist, if I can and am successful, I hope to wrap my arm around your head, clutch tight and thrust my body back trying to slam your head down into the cold unforgiving ground with a DDT
02:28 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

01:45 QueenLola: My head reeling with the rough crash landing into the barricade making my head spin some as I try to regain my awareness as she grips my hair tightly feeling the roots of my hair aching from the tight grip pulling me up to my feet barely able to stand on these jelly legs, my body still not here in reality as she tucks my head under her arm and it’s not long before my head meets the cold unforgiving ground once more leaving me genuinely stunned for the moment.
01:45 QueenLola: Yt

03:08 The_Bratty_Princess: *Taking your head into my arm, bent over. I sneer. Lifting my left arm up high as I hold you bent over, my legs fake march in place as I smirk, feeling your legs wobbling beneath you and I swiftly jerk my body back. Kicking my feet out from under me and letting gravity bring me down to the floor, keeping a tight grip around your head with my arm and yanking you down with me in the brutal motion, smashing your head against the cold ground with a vicious thud. The impact leaves its mark on my back, and I let out a grunt from the impact, but not nearly in the state you are, as I’m quickly able to get myself back up, looking down at you, in such a pathetic state! Falls count anywhere in this first matchup, and I grin. “Oh you poor weak little Queen” I taunt.

03:08 The_Bratty_Princess: Stepping to your side and place my boot on your rib and push forward, turning you over onto your back. “This is my kingdom, now, and I reign with authority” Letting my body plop down to the ground, and placing my chest across yours, lying across you, cupping one hand against your chin and pushing, and using my other hand to hook one of your legs and bend it, securing the pin as the ref slides from the ring and starts the count at our side, slapping his hand down ONE
I grin with amusement waiting expectantly for the first victory of the night
03:08 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

05:26 Zack_Davis: *pours a splash of bottled water on Lola's face, as the action has unfolded right in front of me* ... "KICK OUT, BABYGIRL!!!"

15:06 The_Bratty_Princess: *the refs arm slaps down against the ground again TWO! As he raises it back up*
15:06 The_Bratty_Princess: Yt

15:27 QueenLola: I feel water splash against my face and feel her cover me the ref at a count of two and as the refs hand comes down for a three, I managed to shoot my arm up and break the count as I hear the crowd gasping in awe at the amount of energy I still have left in the tank for this match.
15:27 QueenLola: Yt

02:23 The_Bratty_Princess: Your arm shoots up at just the last moment, just barely managing to get your shoulder up as the ref hits his hand down, but then holds up, with two fingers, exclaiming only a two count. My eyes rage as I glare at him, getting to my knees at your side and arguing with the ref, gesturing wildly 2 and 3 fingers, claiming it was THREE count! I finally stand up fully, walking right up to him and shoving him in the shoulders, “fucking idiot!” I hiss at him before I decide to turn my attention back towards the “Queen”, turning around to face where you had been lying
02:23 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

05:09 Zack_Davis: *takes a swig of water*

01:42 QueenLola: Body aching and deep breaths escape my mouth as I was lucky enough to manage to kick out of the pinfall at the near 3 count, as I roll over onto my stomach while I see the fake princess arguing with the ref and slowly begin to try and pull my body up to my feet using the crowd chairs to help me up.
01:42 QueenLola: Yt

02:21 The_Bratty_Princess: *I smirk as I turn around, seeing you struggling to get back to your feet. Rolled over, your back to me as you try to pull yourself with the aid of the chairs. I quickly start making my ways back towards you, a swift two steps. “Not fast, Queen” *I taunt before rapidly grabbing the back of your head and trying to smash your face down into the chair your using to try and get up*
02:21 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

13:55 QueenLola: She grips my hair as I slowly get to my feet, her tight grip on my hair making me let out a small squeal until I realize her goal here as she goes to slam my face into the steel chair I put my hands up onto the chair hoping to stop her attack and hopefully try to send an elbow back into her midsection to try and make some kind of a come back early on in this first round of the three stages of hell match up.
13:55 QueenLola: Yt

11:54 Zack_Davis: "STICK THAT ELBOW, BABY!!!"

13:13 The_Bratty_Princess: *My hands tight in your hair, I pull back and just before I go to slam your head down, I feel your elbow shoot back and smash against my gut. I growl out in frustration as I stumble back a step, letting go of your hair. Clutching at my torso. The audacity of this bitch! My eyes wide with rage as I let out a quick gasp and a few heaving breaths, trying to catch my breath and recover*
13:13 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

13:47 Zack_Davis: "THATS MY GIRL!!!"

22:05 QueenLola: I gather myself and look back seeing her doubled over grasping at her stomach from my elbow and grin as I make my way towards her and try to drive the tip of my elbow right into the middle of her spine hoping to take some advantage on this action and get some work on the so called ‘princess’.
22:05 QueenLola: Yt

12:19 The_Bratty_Princess: *Within a moment, as I try to catch my breath, I feel your elbow crashing down onto my back. the impact causes me to lose my legs as they buckle beneath me and I fall towards the ground, getting my hands up just in time to brace against the fall, but it still hurts. I let out a grunting groan and catch your legs standing over me in my eyes. With a snarling hiss as I lie there, I reach out, grabbing for your ankle and pulling trying to trip you off your feet*
12:19 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

22:40 QueenLola: She falls to the ground as I grin standing over though with quick thinking I feel her claws grip onto my leg trying to sweep me off of my feet. I lose my balance though instead falling backwards I try to fall into a split over her hopefully driving my knee directly into her back.
22:40 QueenLola: Yt

12:43 The_Bratty_Princess: *I pull at your legs harshly, quick breaths running through my lips not wanting to let you gain the advantage and I feel you start to lose your balance. Unfortunately my plan backfires, and instead of falling backwards, you bring your body forward, and I feel your knee crash down onto my back. I let out a squealing yelp in frustration as it crashes down onto me. My chest heaves and eyes widen. I grunt out in frustration, bucking my body as I try roll to the side if I can, trying to create some distance and a moment to recover, if I can*
12:43 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

14:21 QueenLola: I catch myself as fall forward after crushing my knee into her spine and slide my knee forward to stand back up to a vertical base, as I watch her writhe in pain from the impact, as I let her roll around on the floor for a bit, I walk my way out of the crowd and lift up the ring skirt to underneath the ring, grinning as I find a chair, taking it and opening it slightly as I approach her and trying to slide her ankle into the space I created with the chair as it laid on the ground now.
14:21 QueenLola: Yt

02:19 The_Bratty_Princess: *I manage to roll away, gasping, and working to catch my breath, to recover. I can’t let you get the advantage. Not like last time. My eyes rage with fury as I try to regain my strength. I hear you ruffling around behind me, not really sure what’s happening. I start to push myself up when I hear a metal clank rattle on the floor. My eyes widen as I finally push my myself to my hands and knees and look behind me, seeing you opening up a steel chair
just slightly as you slide it forward, trying to slide it onto my ankle. I hiss out, yanking my foot forward towards me before you can clutch the chair over my ankle, my chest heaving, seeing just how much you mean business. I just barely manage to keep my leg from being trapped in the chair, on my hands and knees, thrusting my leg forward, then growling as I suddenly kick it back, trying to kick you in the stomach if I can while you’re leaned over with distracted with the chair*
02:19 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

22:09 QueenLola: I step back some after she pulls her leg back from the chair, gut feeling a kick was gonna follow and it did missing me, as I step back and walk towards the ring with the chair, catching my breath a bit and trying to think of a plan b here.
22:09 QueenLola: Yt

12:38 The_Bratty_Princess: *My kick thrusts backwards, but you manage to avoid it and I thrust at nothing but the air, but it gives me enough time to get to my 4s, crawl forward with a few quick motions to create some distance, letting me get back to my feet. I stand up, brushing my fingers through my hair. My eyes narrowing as I turn around and see you near the ring, chair in hand. I take a few steps back, towards the crowd we had just been fighting in, still on their feet. I smirk, grabbing one of their chairs and folding it up, gripping it tight in my hand and smashing the top of it against the floor a floor time in a taunt, with low growl* "Bring it, bitch"
12:38 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

02:30 QueenLola: I stand towards the center of the ring with chair in hand and motion her to come into the ring as I grin and bite my lip waiting for her like a mouse to a mouse trap with cheese.
02:30 QueenLola: Yt

02:34 Zack_Davis: "Queen of Mean! Queen of Mean!" ... Chanting for my babe, firing the crowd up ... Bratty is right in front of me with her own chair, back to me...soooo tempting 😈

03:08 The_Bratty_Princess: *I stand outside the ring, glaring up at the Queen Bitch. Holding a chair in my hands, wanting to teach her a new definition of “throne”. I snarl. Then I hear some chirping behind me. Rooting for the monarch instead of the Princess. This is unacceptable. My face reddens, and in one swift motion, I start to turn my body to the left as I bring my arms up, raising the chair towards my right shoulder, suddenly swinging around in a harsh hooking motion, smashing it against the side of Zack’s head as he cheers for Lola. Completing my revolution and returning my gaze back to the quote unquote Queen. “You’re next” Chair in hand as I begin rushing towards the ring and sliding in*
03:08 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

05:56 Zack_Davis: I may or may not have been studying the brats 'ass.ets' as she was bent over in front of me slamming her chair on the floor. A few beers or 8 into my 12 pack may or may not have dulled my reflexes. As I contemplate the pros and cons of grabbing her waistband at her butt and yanking, it's uncanny, almost as if she read my mind! A graceful, bratty pirouette and an arching, looping swing of that damn chair, all 100 pounds or so leaning into it, and I find myself face first in Carmen's lap, who had grabbed the seat next to me. I can't honestly say I recognized my position as in Carmen's lap, though ... My world is suddenly a hazy shade of grey, and what the HELL is that damn ringing?!? I lift my head up, wondering why I'm suddenly looking at a leather camel toe ... I swoon, my vertigo goes south and I flop onto the floor, realizing that ringing is in my head! Why are the lights so dim??? I slowly come to the realization that the little turd brained me! yt

01:31 QueenLola: I use her back to me as a good distraction and bite my lip as I slip out of the ring with the chair and am the chair swing right to her back hopefully connecting to get her back for hitting my man.
01:31 QueenLola: Yt

12:04 The_Bratty_Princess: *My chair shot absolutely brutalizes the adoring fan behind me and I can't help but smirk, putting one hater down. It felt so good. But that good feeling lasted only about half a second before WHACK I let out a whimpering shriek as my body tenses up and my back arches feeling the cold steel of a chair smash into my back*
12:04 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

15:57 QueenLola: I smirk as the chair shot connects and I know Bratty has a history of back problem or injury so I take my time and swing that chair back and then attempt to slam it down again across the middle of her back as I laugh and look at her.
15:57 QueenLola: Yt

03:03 The_Bratty_Princess: *My body frozen in agony, back arched, a low growl escaping my lips, my eyes widening, the shocking impact coursing through me as I try to gain composure, but you don't relent, and the chair comes SMASHING across my back a second time. I howl out, thrust forward from the brutal impact, stumbling as I crash down onto the ground*
03:03 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

03:10 Zack_Davis: *next to me 😈 ... Makes a peace sign ✌ and pokes your eyes 👀*
03:10 Zack_Davis: Yt

01:26 QueenLola: I watch her fall to the ground and bite my lip as I try to lift the chair above my head and slam it down hard across her back hard hoping to keep her down in agony.
01:26 QueenLola: Yt

03:06 The_Bratty_Princess: *My eyes get poked, I growl, clutching at my face a moment, my eyes closed, I try to reach out, put my arms forward and crawl to create some distance. But it is to no avail, blinded temporarily and down, as I try to claw forward, I suddenly feel the cold steel of the chair come crashing down onto my already arched back, splattering me back down onto the ground in an earth shattering CRASH as my body splays back down, gasping and heaving, needing to find some way out of this predicament, of this hell*
03:06 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

21:16 QueenLola: I see her sprawled on the ground from the chair shot and bite my lip as I grin taking this as an opportunity to try and get her ankle once more between the seat and head of the chair, hoping to be able to pull it off this time.
21:16 QueenLola: Yt

02:02 The_Bratty_Princess: My back writhing in agony as I crash down onto the cold ground. My chest heaves and I pant, clutching at my spine with deep, heavy breaths, a soft whimper escaping my lips as I feel you taking my leg, feeling something cold begin to press around my ankle as you start to maneuver my leg between the fold of the chair
02:02 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

22:57 QueenLola: With her ankle trapped in the chair laying on the ground I bite my lip and use another chair near by for some elevation to try and stomp down on the legs of the chair hoping to close the chair on her ankle.
22:57 QueenLola: Yt

00:28 Zack_Davis: "That's prolly gonna leave a mark"
00:28 Zack_Davis: Yt

01:20 The_Bratty_Princess: The chair trapped on my ankle, I paw at the ground, trying to crawl away and create some distance, to get free. I think I’m making headway, not entirely sure what you’re doing behind me, when suddenly CRASH, your foot stomps down on the legs of the chair bashing it against my ankle. I let out a blood curdling scream that echoes as the impact, after being smashed between the cold steel, causes my leg to instinctively curl up, shoot out of the grasp of the chair as my legs curl in against my body, writhing in a fetal position gasping, heaving in agonizing pain, I manage to turn myself over, propping myself up on my ass, my arms behind me holding me up, my ankle writhing, trying to scoot away, to get away from you for the moment as I struggle to catch my breath
01:20 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

01:24 QueenLola: I can tell I did some damage to her ankle, not enough for it to be considered broken but applying any pressure on it is going to hurt like a bitch. I grin as in my eyes, she’s an wounded prey and I’m the hungry wolf. I give a smug look and walk towards her as I try to grab the sore ankle and try to turn her over into an ankle lock.
01:24 QueenLola: Yt

01:40 The_Bratty_Princess: I watch as you approach, continuing to try and scoot back. Seeing that grin in your glare. That smug look. It infuriates me. This insufferable “Queen” needs to learn her place. I growl back looking up at you as you close the distance easily, walking towards me. You grab my sore ankle, I grit my teeth, a low hiss escaping from my lips, my face red with rage
and anguish
as you take my ankle into your hands. I feel you trying to turn me over, my body nearly trembling as I grind my teeth against themselves, trying to ignore the pain coursing through my leg as you take my ankle. As you try to turn my body over, I let out a loud growl as I use the opportunity, and your hyperfocus on my one leg, to lean back against my hands, bringing my free leg curling towards my chest before thrusting it forward like lightning aiming my foot straight for your ribs trying to kick you harshly
01:40 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

02:04 Zack_Davis: "Oooff! That prolly leave a mark too"
02:04 Zack_Davis: Yt

20:54 QueenLola: I grab her ankle but as I attempt to turn her over onto her stomach she sends her good foot forward crashing into my ribs as I let out an agonizing groan as I look down at her and drop her sore ankle smack down on the concrete floor below as I step back and hold my ribs.
20:54 QueenLola: Yt

02:45 The_Bratty_Princess: As you let go of my ankle, it drops to the concrete. I wince and grit my teeth as hits the hard ground. I grunting deep breath as I turn myself over onto my stomach of my own accord now, as you step back, clutching at your ribs, I begin to push myself back up to my feet. My earlier chair in front of me, I grip my hands tightly around the legs, trying to conceal my actions as I push myself to my hands and knees, then finally up to my feet, my back still turned to you. Putting weight down on my ankle causes me to wince again with a slight grunt, an angry growl, as I shift my weight to my good leg, pushing the tip of the chair into the ground to help brace myself before I begin to turn around,

02:45 The_Bratty_Princess: as I do, I bring my arms, and the chair with them up into the air. Planted on my good foot, I spin around swiftly to face you, but my arms the chair swinging more rapidly through the air as thrust my arms out and swing the chair ‘round rapidly aiming to bash it against the side of your face/head as I spin, if I can
02:45 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

14:53 QueenLola: I watch her spin around on her good foot the chair hoisted high in the air as she try’s to come down with in agony from my sore ribs, I try to block her chair shot by diving forward with an half assed attempted spear at the most the chair would hit my back if unsuccessful.
14:53 QueenLola: Yt

13:44 The_Bratty_Princess: I spin and the chair spins the air. I'm anticipating a very satisfying crash against the side of your head, but instead, it finds nothing as you down and lunge forward, not very strong, little momentum, but drive your shoulder into my stomach. I let out a heave, my eyes wide. Adrenaline filled rage coursing through my veins, but manage to keep my balance, just barely. With you bent down, shoulder in my stomach and arms wrapped around my waist, I grip the chair tightly and thrust my arms straight down trying to crash thin side of the folded chair down onto your back
13:44 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

21:15 QueenLola: I scream out in agony as my spear only connected but didn’t take her down as it was kinda weak of a move, a more so of an last gasping effort but I fall to my arched back after the impact and sprawl around on the ground nearly crying in agony from that chair shot.
21:15 QueenLola: Yt

11:37 The_Bratty_Princess: I smirk as you drop down onto the ground. Taking a step back, wincing a little on my hurting ankle. But powering through. With a grin, I set the chair down in front of you, just above your head, thinking now, with the “queen” splayed out, is the perfect time to introduce OCW to Bratty’s official finisher, The Royal Reins. I reach down, grabbing at your hair, and pulling you half way up, keeping you bent at the waist as I bring my legs forward and try to trap your face between my thighs, squeezing tightly if I can. “Time to Rein it in, Queen”

11:38 The_Bratty_Princess: I smirk as I reach down, trying to grab the top of your black bikini and yanking, pulling as hard as I can, wedging them into you as I keep my grip locked tight and begin to fall backwards, pulling your legs up off the ground as the momentum drives back, continuing to pull on your bikini as I drop back and fall onto my ass while driving to drive your head straight down in a sort of makeshift wedgied snap piledriver. Hoping to bash your head down into the waiting chair below to complete the The Royal Reins if I can
11:38 The_Bratty_Princess: https://www.reddit.com/r/Wrasslin/comments/ve0vio/toni_storm_defeats_britt_baker_with_a_piledriver/
11:38 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

13:19 QueenLola: I feel her grip my bikini and squeal as I feel it ride up me as she falls back and groan as my head smacks down not only on the concrete but on the metal chair as well. I roll over to my side after the move and lay out on my back looking up at the lights.
13:19 QueenLola: Yt

13:28 The_Bratty_Princess: Your bikini rides up and I plop onto my ass, driving your head down onto the chair and concrete. I take a deep breath as you roll, splayed out on your back, my legs sprawled to either side of your body. Quick heavy breaths, but I cannot waste any time and I know it. Quickly I push my hands down onto the concrete and use the leverage to scoot myself forward, bringing myself to my knees as I maneuver myself over your body, before planting my ass down on your chest, my back to your face as I reach forward and grab one of your legs, hooking it in my arm and pulling back as I place all my weight down over your chest securing a pin as you lie there beneath me. The ref quickly dropping down and starting the count as I sit over you. His hand slapping down, ONE, coming up and slapping down again, TWO

13:28 The_Bratty_Princess: yt

13:30 QueenLola: My head spinning as I hear the count knowing I have two matches to come back from this and groan as I lay there and letting the referee count THREE! and the bell rings to end the first round of this three stages of hell match, with the champ on top in this contest 1-0.
13:30 QueenLola: Yt

13:36 The_Bratty_Princess: The ref comes down for the THREE count and the bell sounds. Securing my victory in the first contest. I can't help but smirk. Holding the pin for a for more seconds over you, just to let you feel yourself beneath me, the Princess, where you belong. Before I finally let go of your leg and stand up, propping my hurting ankle up on your chest with a flex as I pose over you. Knowing this was just the beginning, as I walk back towards the ring, a table match to be underway shortly

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Published: 2023-08-22, viewed 41 times.

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