WWE

 Kiana_Jones: I strut confidently down the ramp and to the cement floor, slapping every hand I can reach on my way. I pick up the pace when I get closer to the ring and roll onto the apron under the ropes and in one fluid motion I spring up to my feet and grab the top rope when I am standing. I climb the bottom rope and pump my right fist into the air. "Look out everybody, black girl in the house!" I scream as Puff Daddy is booming and the lights are shining on me. In a pale yellow thong leotard, barefoot, my hair long and braided

 Kiana_Jones:

 Sheril: Claps 👏👏

 Pinky_Orange: I'm still sitting in the changing room, my first fight in the newly created WWE. I look in the mirror again, perfect. I'm wearing my fighting outfit, a pink one-piece, black leather shorts, fishnet tights, black boots. I hear you walking to the ring and am called out shortly after. I emerge from behind the curtain and move toward the ring with smooth dance steps, high-fiving the hands reaching out to me and taking time for a few selfies before finally arriving at the ring. I climb the narrow stairs and step through the ropes, bending low and sticking my butt out.

 Pinky_Orange:

 Sheril: Claps 👏👏👏

 Kiana_Jones: I am facing my corner, leaning over grasping the top rope with both hands, stretching my strong lean body, which is already glistening with sweat in the overhead lights. Got a glimpse of that butt on Miss Pinky and it's a nice one. But mine is nicer and is the one that will be riding her face. DING DING DING the bell sounds, and I push off the ropes and come out circling hard to my right, hands up, my bare feet sliding smoothly over the rough canvas. "Come to mama, baby girl" I snarl as I close the gap between us

 Sheril: She moves like a cat

 Kiana_Jones: MEOWWWWWWWWWWWW

 Pinky_Orange: I lean against the rope and wait for the gong, eyeing you up and grinning at you somewhat disparagingly. I point to my butt, slap it, and then point to your face. "You two are about to get to know each other, sweetie," I shout over to you, eliciting the first laughs from the crowd. The bell rings and I walk towards you, raise my hand and challenge you to a test of strength.

Pinky_Orange:

 Kiana_Jones: "Oh I'm so scared!" I hiss as I am picturing that black-clad butt all over my face, eewww!!! I see your invifation to lock up in a strength test, that's so perfect! I raise both arms slowly, and approach cautiously, curling my fingers as I reach you. The crowd is into the matchup, and seems to go both ways. I clasp both of your hands with mine, arms over our heads, and I start to pull down with all I got

 Pinky_Orange: I grin as you approach me, raise my arm invitingly, and nod to you. "Come here, don't be afraid, it won't take long anyway," I whisper to you. I grab your hand, move very close to you, and lick your face, then pull my hand down and wipe my fingers across your face, hitting you in the chest with my forearm as I pull down.

 Kiana_Jones: What a smile I'm thinking as the young girl whispers stuff to me, nothing unusual, but then she gets like right close up on me! Licks my face! EWWW!!! .. caught off guard, I lower my defenses and take a huge forearm club down across my chest WHAM!! My hand, just released goes to cover my chest and I stumble backward, nearly falling. "Well you little bitch!"

 Pinky_Orange: My fingers scratch your face and my arm hits your chest hard. "Hello, my little Nubian princess, wake up, we want to dance, don't we? Or don't you like me?" I grin at you and grab you between your legs and around your shoulders, tense my muscles and lift you up, trying to throw you onto the mat with a body slam.

 Sheril: OH!

 Sheril: Pinky showing some power!

 LipstickPatti: she can be mean!!

Kiana_Jones: You come at me fast and aggressively, sliding an arm between my legs in an instant and my barefeet come off the mat. You hoist me way up off the canvas, then quickly deposit my body smashing my back side into the canvas with ring-shaking force! I am stunned, and roll over to my front side, one leg bent forward as I try to make some space between us by crawling to the ropes

 Pinky_Orange:

 Sheril: Come on Kiana

Pinky_Orange: uYou hit your back hard and I watch your pain-contorted face with satisfaction. You roll onto your stomach and crawl towards the ropes. "Where are you going, sweetheart? We're not done yet." I follow you, laughing, grab your hair and pull you up. You're a little wobbly, so I lead you away from the rope, grab your neck, lift you up again, and try to throw you back onto the mat with a chokeslam.

 Pinky_Orange:

Kiana_Jones: There is no running away from this little monster I learn quickly when she runs me down at the ropes and rips into my braids to jerk me up to my feet. You drag me halfway across the ring, with me stumbling behind you, picking out your spot and then clutching my throat with your fingers pressing into my flesh. You lift me off my feet, then power me down again this time with a chokeslam! My back takes another big hit, and I roll over again, but this time holding my sore back and not even trying to crawl.

 LipstickPatti: Oh shit!! C'mon Kiana!!!

Kiana_Jones: I'm ... tryin Patti ... just be patient .. uhhhhhh .. omg my back!

 Pinky_Orange: I manage surprisingly well to throw you back onto the mat with a chokeslam, you slam onto your back and make the ring shake. "You black guys are flexible, I have to admit that without envy, you're especially good at falling," I taunt you as you roll onto your stomach and try to get up. I run to the opposite rope, bounce off it, and jump toward you with momentum, aiming to deliver a leg drop to your aching, battered back.

 Kiana_Jones: "Oh you nasty bitch!" I scream up at you, my temper flaring but not quite ready to do anything about your cocky taunts. I pull up but very slowly, almost to my hand and knees when BAM !!@ !! your leg crashes down on my already beaten up back, my spine on fire! Your weight instantly sends me down spreadeagled into the canvas, your leg still draped across my back. I'm laying there, face down, barely moving except for weakly reaching for my back

 Pinky_Orange: "Well, well... who's being so unfriendly? Don't you like being petted?" I purr at you in a feigned friendly tone. I stand up and look down at you. The bitch is actually ready for a pin, but somehow it's fun right now. It's been a long time since I've had such a weak opponent. Until now, I've always taken it lying down. I grab your hair and pull you up roughly, press your head between my thighs, grab your hips and lift you up, swing your upper body forward and want to throw you back onto the mat with a powerbomb.

 Pinky_Orange:

 LipstickPatti: *turns her head to Sheril to don't see....aww poor girl...

Sheril: Pinky is all about the power moves.. Getting aroused

 Kiana_Jones: I am pretty battered and the young girl won't stop. I mean, I'm laying face down with my leotard climbing up my butt and my hair is a mess! MY HAIR! Speaking of my hair, again the girl wraps my braided hair around her fist to jerk me up like her ragdoll! My head is forced between your hose-covered thighs and I feel your hands on my hips. Up I go, straight up then pushing my top half out front, so you can obliterate my back yet again with a brutal powerbomb!!! My body feels numb, as I curl up and cradle like a baby at your feet

 Sheril: 😮

 Pinky_Orange: The ring shakes again as you slam hard onto your back and I breathe heavily, then the maneuvers are also exhausting, but at least they don't hurt me as much as they hurt you. I look down at you as you writhe on the floor like a little worm at my feet. "Shall we end it, my Nubian princess? Or does Your Highness have another wish... Oh well, today it's my turn." I swing my leg and kick you in the side with my boot to roll you onto your back, then drop onto your stomach with my knee bent. I throw myself on top of you, press my forearm against your neck, and pull your left leg up. "Start counting already, you idiot," I yell at the referee excitedly.

 Kiana_Jones: You are so arrogant, I am fuming inside and it gets worse by the minute. I don't like you calling me your Nubian princess (well ok, I do kinda like it), and that just adds fuel to the fire. When you kick me to my back and drop down on me, I glare up at you, trying to muster up enough strength to shut you up. With your forearm pressed hard against my throat, and you having a good grip on my long leg, I look like an easy pin, and the ref is down with us quickly slapping the mat with one hand "ONE"

 Pinky_Orange: I lie on top of you with my full weight, pressing you firmly onto the mat, trying not to give you any room to move. With a firm grip on your leg, I pull your knee toward your stomach. The referee bangs on the mat, "One," and the audience joins in, counting, "Two."

 Kiana_Jones: I look like an easy pin, but something inside me says 'I'm not going to take this anymore'. I take a deep breath and then focus all my energy and power on my leg, the one you have overpowered and pressed bent into my own body. Then with everything I have in my little mind, I push up and extend that leg, breaking myself free and kicking out with my legs. I roll to my side away from you, my right arm extended away as well, free from the pin!

 Sheril: TWO!!!!

 Pinky_Orange: I wait for the redeeming three as you start to fight back. You push hard against me and manage to lift me up a little, but in doing so you also lift your shoulder off the mat. I can't understand it, does the bitch want to take even more punishment? The referee interrupts his count and waves his hand. "Only two..." he calls out. I let you go and sit on the mat, breathing heavily, disappointed and amazed.

 Sheril: *pointing and laughing at Pinky

 Pinky_Orange: shows Sheril the middle finger "slut"

Kiana_Jones: I pull myself together and slide my body out from under you. Once my leg is free I fold it up again, and then just as I hard as I did to break out of your pin, I extend the leg again but this time send a brutal snap kick to your face! The heel of my foot smashes your nose and I slide my foot down rubbing my toes all down your pretty little face, curling my toes into your mouth for just a second before pulling them out and smashing your face again with my foot

Pinky_Orange: I sit next to you and think about my next attack, still unable to comprehend how this could have happened, the bitch was finished. I want to get up, but suddenly your foot hits me square in the face, smashing my nose. I scream in pain and don't know if it's broken, but I know it's bleeding. Furious, I turn to you, and your heel hits my chin with full force. "Urgggggggg......." I groan, roll my eyes, and fall back.

 Pinky_Orange:

 LipstickPatti: oh YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!! Go Kianaaaa kick her ass now!!!

Kiana_Jones: As you fall backward, I grab your right boot and twist it viciously. I slowly rise up and lift your leg with me until I am standing with it. "I hope you don't mind if I 'bend' the rules a bit, little girl" I snicker down at you, as I fold that leg up and into you to lock in a single leg crab hold. With my strength back, I am able to bend it into a mercilessly uncomfortable position for you. I keep dropping down, pouring more and more pressure on it. "OK baby girl, now you can scream your submission if you want but I prefer not, I got bigger plans for you"

 Sheril: YES! Go Kiana!

 Pinky_Orange: I fall backward in a daze and you take advantage of it to grab my leg, bend it and hyperextend it at the same time. The pain shoots through my back. I scream and writhe on the floor. "Let go, you bitch, fight properly," I moan desperately. I kick and try to kick you with my other leg, the pain brings tears to my eyes, but giving up is not an option for me.

Kiana_Jones: I dodge your attempts to kick back at me, and manage to grab both of your boots at the same time and I release and start dragging you toward the closest corner. "Now little girl take a walk with your princess" I murmur down to you while taking you about 5 feet from the corner. "I start to twist around, swinging you by your legs with me as I spin, faster and faster. "Why 5 feet, you ask?" I chuckle, "It's because that's how far it is to the steel ringpost!!!". With that I inch a little bit more to the corner and WHAM! swing your face into the post, then releasing your feet. "Oops .... I thought that post was rubber like the turnbuckles

 Sheril: OHH

 Sheril: You go girl!

Pinky_Orange: I scream and kick, but I have no chance of freeing myself from your grip. The pain is indescribable, my back is glowing and burning, saliva sprays from my wide-open mouth. I writhe and groan with relief when your grip loosens, but only to pull me through the ring by my legs. "No... stop... No..." I scream loudly, my hands clawing at the mat, but finding no hold. Then you start spinning me around, I feel like I'm on a merry-go-round at the fair, everything is flying past my eyes. I'm just screaming and stretching out my arms to protect myself somehow, but then you slam my head against the post. Unprotected, it slams against it and you can literally feel me losing tension, collapsing.

 Sheril: Go Kiana

Sheril: Make her tap for me

 Kiana_Jones: "Oh look at you slobbering all over yourself, stop that! I'll do that for you just be patient!" I strut to you laid out in the corner and wrap your hair around my fist. I drag you to center ring like a sack of potatoes behind me and dump you on the canvas. Then I slide down behind you, and sit you up between my legs, taking one arm then the other and wrapping both around your own neck. My long and strong legs snake around your torso from behind clamping together. I fall back, bringing you with me, strangling you with your own arms and crushing what air is left out of your lungs with my legs. "Honesly, Sheril, I don't think she can tap from where she is right now ... but maybe a "I submit to you my Nubian princess" will do?"

 Sheril: Nubian Queen

 Pinky_Orange: You swing me around and slam my head brutally against the ring post. I collapse, half unconscious, and go limp. You let go of my legs and I fall to the ground. I lie still. If I weren't breathing quickly and heavily, you might think you had killed me. You grab my hair and drag my limp body to the center of the ring, fully enjoying your power over me and letting out your pent-up anger. I fall limply onto the mat, you pull me into a sitting position and wrap my own arms around my neck. Then you clamp me between your long, strong, black legs and squeeze. You lean back, I fall with you, lying on my back on top of you, my hair hanging in your face, my little braids tickling you. You squeeze the air out of my body, I moan softly, twitch, have no chance of getting free. My eyes flicker, I writhe weakly, gasp and collapse.

 Sheril: Oh that is so hot to see

Kiana_Jones: When you go out I feel it, then release your arms and unwrap my leg and heave you away from me, letting your limp body bounce a few times and come to rest on your back a ways from me. I stand up and wipe my hands, like a job well done. "Congratulations, Pinky .. you are the 1st champ!" I walk over and kneel down and kiss you on the forehead. "You fought well"

 Sheril: 😍😍😍😍

 

Pinky_Orange: I lie unconscious, legs spread wide and arms outstretched, the spectators applaud, celebrate your victory, you place your foot on my chest and raise your arms

 Kiana_Jones: I thought she would be easy, Sheri .. I was wrong

 Pinky_Orange:

 Kiana_Jones: Rubs my foot over your chest dominantly

Sheril: You did great honey..

Sheril: Make sure somebody tells Mark

Pinky_Orange: Congratulations, Kiana!