Don’t Piss the Fans Off.
Mia Sofa is one of, if not the dirtiest, sneakiest fighters around. Don’t get me wrong, she’s a damn good technical wrestler and a real good cat fighter but she likes to win by trickery or deceit. She likes to win quickly in a short match. She’s the kind of wrestler that the fans hate and would love to see her beaten up.
The problem is that she’s good at what she does and she hasn’t been beaten in a long time and she hasn’t taken a pounding in a long time. Little did she know that she would become part of wrestling history and because of her the sport would change forever?
Tonight at the Great Western Forum she had a match against the reigning number one challenger, Tori Wilson in the main event. It was a one pinfall match, no time limit. No weapons were allowed and if you used a weapon you were disqualified. The belt however could not change hands on a disqualification.
Tori had been trying to get this match for over 3 months and finally she had a chance to take the belt away from Mia. If she didn’t win tonight Tori would have to go to the back of the line of about twenty wrestlers and work her way up to number 1 again.
The announcer had the mike and was getting the crowd wound up. “Are you ready for the main event?”
The crowd roared, she continued, “From Los Angeles California your home town hero, Tori Wilson.”
Don’t Piss the Fans Off.
Mia Sofa is one of, if not the dirtiest, sneakiest fighters around. Don’t get me wrong, she’s a damn good technical wrestler and a real good cat fighter but she likes to win by trickery or deceit. She likes to win quickly in a short match. She’s the kind of wrestler that the fans hate and would love to see her beaten up.
The problem is that she’s good at what she does and she hasn’t been beaten in a long time and she hasn’t taken a pounding in a long time. Little did she know that she would become part of wrestling history and because of her the sport would change forever?
Tonight at the Great Western Forum she had a match against the reigning number one challenger, Tori Wilson in the main event. It was a one pinfall match, no time limit. No weapons were allowed and if you used a weapon you were disqualified. The belt however could not change hands on a disqualification.
Tori had been trying to get this match for over 3 months and finally she had a chance to take the belt away from Mia. If she didn’t win tonight Tori would have to go to the back of the line of about twenty wrestlers and work her way up to number 1 again.
The announcer had the mike and was getting the crowd wound up. “Are you ready for the main event?”
The crowd roared, she continued, “From Los Angeles California your home town hero, Tori Wilson.”
The crowd roared and cheered as Tori strode down the ramp. She was unsmiling and dead serious as she climbed into the ring.
The announcer continued again, “From Liverpool England the reigning champ, Mia Sofa.”
The crowd booed her lustily and threw stuff at her as she strode to the ring. She climbed into the ring wearing the World Championship belt around her waist. She undid it and held it up above her head as the crowd booed. She put the belt in her corner and turned to face Tori. The announcer laid out the rules, “This is a one pinfall match anything goes but there is no weapons allowed, if you use a weapon and get caught you get disqualified.”
With that said she left the ring and the ref called for the bell. DING
The two women hooked up and the match was on. Mia let herself be thrown into the corner of the ring and she backed up in an angle so that she would clip the ref and send him flying stunned. She came out of the corner unhurt and clotheslined Tori slamming her into the ring. Mia then tended to the ref, slapping him lightly get him to wake up. When she saw the ref was coming to she ran to her corner of the ring, grabbed her belt and she tossed it to Tori. Tori stood there stunned as Mia lay down on the mat faking being knocked out as the ref turned and saw them both.
The ref saw Tori holding the belt and Mia laid out cold. He immediately called for the bell and as he stood up shakily he held his hand out for the mike. “The winner of this match because of her opponent being disqualified for use of a weapon is Mia Sofa.”
The crowd booed and showed their displeasure by throwing everything available at the ring. Tori was on her knees sobbing as the ref took the belt from her and gave it to a smiling Mia as she rolled out of the ring and ran up the ramp holding it up high.
It was one of the shortest sneakiest ways to win that the crowd had ever seen. They felt cheated and screwed out of their attendance money. Up high in the stands was a young man in a black hoodie who was particularly upset. His name was Tom Sanders and he was a huge wrestling fan. He was livid with Mia, he didn’t care about the money he had paid to come and watch the match, and he was getting fed up with Mia and her cheap tricks to win.
He didn’t feel she deserved to be the Champ and he didn’t even feel that she deserved to be in the sport at all. He hated her with a passion. He felt someone had to do something about her and if nobody was going to do anything then damn it he would. He didn’t know what but he would do something.
The next match Mia was in was on the following Monday in San Jose in the main event against Kelly Kelly. Kelly had the ability to win if she could avoid the trickery and get a fair shot. It was scheduled to be a one fall no disqualification match, last gal standing. You won by knocking out your opponent and getting a twenty count. This match because of the no disqualification rule meant that you could do pretty much whatever you wanted, weapons, crotch kicking, hair pulling, biting and whatever else you could think of.
Mia was introduced first and she came down the ramp to an angry crowd booing her and throwing stuff at her. She was holding the belt up high and smiling at the crowd taunting them. She entered the ring and handed the belt to the ref. as the announcer introduced Kelly Kelly to a roar of approval.
Mia this time was wearing a one piece suit and white wrestling boots. Kelly was wearing her usual blue bikini and blue wrestling boots.
The ref called for the bell to start the match. DING.
The two girls locked up in the middle of the ring and Mia pushed Kelly into the ropes and held her against them until the ref stepped between them to break it up. As he pushed the girls apart, Mia reached over the ref and slapped Kelly across the face. Mia stepped back to the middle of the ring and smiled as Kelly held the side of her face. Kelly was pissed at Mia’s smug smile and she rushed at Mia looking to grab her in a bear hug and drive her into the corner post but Mia dodged the rush and as Kelly ran past her, Mia grabbed her hair from behind and yanked Kelly’s head back as her feet kept going and she landed flat on her back with Mia landing on her chest as she hit the mat.
This move knocked the wind right out of Kelly. Mia grabbed her leg and went for the pin but Kelly was able to get her shoulder up on the 2 count and Mia helped her up and she reached between her opponents legs and picked her up and body slammed her to the mat causing Kelly to scream and arch her back in pain. Mia picked her up and slammed her down to the mat again and again for three slams altogether leaving Kelly on the mat squirming in pain. Mia dropped on her knee driving her knee into Kelly’s stomach forcing the air out of her lungs leaving her gasping for air as Mia hauled her up again. Mia grabbed her in a bear hug and twisted her back and forth as she shook her like a rag doll. Then she hoisted her up high and dropped her down straddling Mia’s leg crushing Mia’s knee up against Kelly’s pussy in an atomic drop. Mia held on to Kelly and hoisted her up high again and dropped her down in another atomic drop getting a high pitched squeal from Kelly as she rolled around on the ring flopping around in pain holding her pussy, her feet pounding the mat as she fell forward on her forehead. She looked so hot in her little bikini with her ass up in the air her hands between her legs holding her pussy.
Mia picked her up by the back of her bikini and drove her out through the ropes down onto the floor beside the ring. Kelly landed clumsily and fell on her one shoulder twisting it a bit. Mia saw this and she slid out of the ring and grabbed Kelly in a front face lock and drove her into the corner post shoulder first plowing her injured shoulder into the corner post. Kelly screamed and dropped to the floor holding her injured shoulder. Mia picked her up and holding her by her hair from behind and grabbing the back of her bikini panties Mia ran Kelly into the metal steps shoulder first eliciting a howl of agony from her foe.
Kelly sat against the steps holding her aching shoulder. Mia grabbed a metal chair from the front row of fans drilling a fan, who tried to hold onto the chair, in the face getting him to let go. She turned and swung the chair over her head down onto the top of Kelly’s head denting the seat of the chair and almost knocking the dazed Kelly out. Mia stood on top of the steps and leaning over she drove the edge of the chair back towards her own legs slamming the chair edge into Kelly’s throat making her choke and gasp for air. Kelly was in tough shape, her forehead was bleeding badly from the chair and her throat was crushed by the same chair. She was barely conscious as Mia grabbed her in a front face lock again.
While she had Kelly’s face in close to her body she slipped one hand inside her one piece suit and she pulled out a small rag and she held it against Kelly’s nose while keeping her in a front face lock. The rag had been soaked in chloroform and Kelly was slowly going to sleep. Mia waited until Kelly was out cold and then she ran to the ring post driving Kelly’s head into the turn post and she let her fall to the floor.
She leaned over as if to check on Kelly and she tossed the rag under the skirting of the ring. She looked up at the ref and yelled for him to start counting as Kelly lay on the floor out cold with her long blonde hair spread out under her head and her long legs spread wide her bikini barely covering her pussy.
The ref counted to twenty and then he announced, “The winner by count out is Mia Sofa.”
Mia raised her hands above her head and then she slid out of the ring again and tossed Kelly back into the ring and she stripped the unconscious wrestler. Mia sat down on the ring behind Kelly. With Kelly sitting up leaning back against Mia’s chest Mia reached around and played with Kelly’s perky breasts squeezing them and teasing her nipples getting them to stick out. Then Mia reached down and started to stroke Kelly’s cxnt sliding her fingers up and down her slit as she spread Kelly’s legs apart as wide as she could so the fans could see her pink inner lips. She slid two fingers up into Kelly’s open pussy and rubbed her hard clit with her thumb. Kelly’s pussy was starting to rub against Mia as Kelly got closer and closer to cumming. Suddenly with a sensual moan she came, shooting pussy juice across the ring. Kelly was a squirter, who knew?
Kelly’s chest was heaving and her pussy was clenching as the orgasm subsided and Mia slid back and let Kelly’s head slide down to the mat. Mia went to her corner and got her belt and she slid out of the ring and went up the ramp leaving her naked vanquished foe laying in the middle of the ring in post orgasmic bliss.
From high up in the stands the young man in the black hoodie watched in anger as Mia disappeared from sight. He was really hoping that Kelly would win but he had to admit that Mia was a good fighter and she fought a good fight but using chloroform to knock out your opponent was cheating.
The next Friday night fights were scheduled in San Francisco and Tom was going to be there. Mia was scheduled to defend her belt against Lita. Lita was a solid fighter with good skills and a high pain threshold. It had the promise of being a great fight.
Tom got home and he sent an angry e-mail response to the blog about the fight tonight. He ranted about Mia and how he felt that she didn’t deserve to be the champ and that she shouldn’t even be in the sport and that if someone didn’t do something about her maybe he should. His response didn’t go unnoticed, one of the employee’s, whose job was to monitor and respond to e-mails received took one quick look at his e-mail and he called the head of security to come and have a look. The head of security read it quickly and said, “It’s probably just some quack, all talk no action. I wouldn’t worry about it, what’s he going to do, shoot her?”
The employee shrugged and scrolled down to the next response and continued reading, eventually forgetting about Tom’s rant.
The next Friday night arrived and the main event was between Lita and Mia. Both fighters were technically sound and both were experienced cat fighters. They had never fought each other before but were familiar with each others fighting styles. Lita was known to weaken a body part and zero in on it and work it until her opponent submitted whereas Mia was known to use any method possible to get a submission. Both were capable of being as dirty a fighter as it took to win.
The final match was being announced, “This championship match is a no holds barred match, no disqualification, first to submit match. There are no pin falls and no count outs only submissions and first submission wins. Whatever you bring to the ring you can use.
Lita was the first to be announced and she came down the ramp amid cheers as she hauled an aluminum trash can with her. She parked her metal trash can by her corner next to the ring and waited for Mia.
The spotlight focused on the top of the ramp as Mia appeared towing a garbage dumpster down the ramp. Mia parked the dumpster next to the ring by her corner and she lifted the lid open before she climbed into the ring.
The ref called the girls to the center of the ring and he said,” May the best fighter win, good luck girls.”
He sent each of them to their corner and he called for the bell, DING.
The two women hooked up and met in the center of the ring. Mia slowly pushed Lita to the corner of the ring and held her up against the ropes in the corner. The ref went to break it up then remembered this was a no holds barred match. He backed away as Mia lifted a knee into the stomach of Lita forcing her to bend over with a grunt. Mia lifted her knee again three more times driving the wind out of Lita’s lungs.
Mia stepped back and let Lita fall to the mat. She then bent over and picked Lita up in a front face lock and she ran towards her corner and jumped up and landed on her side driving Lita’s head into the ring in a perfect DDT. Lita laid on the mat almost out cold twitching as Mia stood up and stomped on her head four times. Mia picked Lita up and body slammed her into the mat getting a screech out of Lita as she arched her back trying to relieve the pain shooting through her back.
Mia ran across the ring, rebounded off the ropes and slid into Lita drop kicking her out of the ring into the dumpster. Mia slid out of the ring and slammed the lid down and she locked it closed. Suddenly there was a terrified scream came out of the dumpster, “Snakes, HELP ME, get me out of here. Lita was deathly afraid of snakes and there was fifty harmless snakes in the dark dumpster. Lita was out of her mind trying to get out of the dumpster screaming and sobbing in terror.
Mia yelled, “Do you submit?”
“Fuck yeah, get me out of here. I quit, just get me out of here,” Lita sobbed between terrified screams.
The ref called for the bell and he gave the belt back to Mia. As she slid out of the ring the ref said, “What about Lita, open the dumpster.”
Mia laughed, “I can’t, I don’t have the key.” She continued up the ramp and out as Lita continued to scream and sob.
Way up in the high seats a young man in a black hoodie clenched his hands in exasperation as he watched Mia exit. When he got home later that evening he was still pissed about the match and he sent an e-mail to the blog again ranting about the match and the use of snakes to get a submission. Again he stated that if someone didn’t do something about Mia Sofa maybe it would be up to the fans to do something about her.
The e-mail was noted again and a file was opened to save it and to add details of what it was about, when it was received, and what was different that caused concern among the owners of the wrestling promotion company.
They hired extra security staff for the next event which was to be held at Portland Oregon. There were random frisks of the fans and if there was any suspicious behavior noted that individual was pulled aside and a quick interrogation was completed. Tom coasted through the security untouched. He sat in his seat up high in the stands watching and waiting for the main event which pitted the eighth wonder of the world, “Chyna” against Mia. Normally you would think that this was a mismatch because Chyna was huge, ripped and experienced but Mia was sneaky and devious. Their match was a no disqualification submission or twenty count match. You had to either make them submit or knock em out to win.
Chyna was the first wrestler to be introduced and she entered the arena to a thunderous roar of approval. She smiled and waved to the crowd as she made her way to the ring and climbed in through the ropes. Then they announced Mia and she entered the arena to a road of disapproval and a wall of garbage rained down upon her as she made her way to the ring. She slid into the ring and stood in her corner and stepped up to the center of the ring glaring at Chyna. Chyna looked back at Mia with a look of contempt. The ref called for the bell and the match was on its way.
They locked up in the middle of the ring and Chyna showed her superior strength by tossing Mia backwards into the ring corner. Mia slowly returned to the middle of the ring and locked up with Chyna again and just as they locked up she lifted her knee into Chyna’s lower stomach. Chyna grunted and grabbed Mia’s hair and she turned and flipped Mia over her shoulder and body slamming her into the mat by her hair. Mia screamed as her scalp felt like it was on fire and her back stung in pain.
Mia got up slowly and Chyna grabbed her wrist and swung her into the corner following up right behind her as she hit the corner with Chyna slamming into her right behind her. Mia turned and fell to the mat in front of Chyna. Up high in the stands Tom was watching in approval. Finally someone was taking it to the champ and giving her what she deserved.
Mia got up slowly and as Chyna bent over to grab Mia by the hair her pussy exploded in pain. Mia saw Chyna’s legs spread and she drove her fist up into Chyna’s pussy crushing her clit and Chyna’s knees pressed together as she fell face first to the mat her hands between her legs holding her pain ridden pussy. Mia got up and she stood behind Chyna and reached down and grabbed Chyna’s hair and sat back on Chyna’s lower back pulling Chyna’s head back and bending her back backwards as she pulled as hard as she could. Chyna’s scalp felt like it was being torn from her head and her back hurt like crazy. Chyna screamed in pain and frustration for being so careless to leave her pussy open to a cheap shot like that. She should have known better. Chyna twisted from side to side trying to knock Mia off balance. Eventually that’s what happened, Chyna rocked to the left and then quickly shifter to the right sending Mia off of her. Chyna got up as fast as she could, backing up against the ropes to get a breather.
Mia got up and rushed at Chyna spearing her in the stomach knocking the wind out of her and driving her back so she was sitting on the second rope. Mia reached down and pulled the middle rope up and over Chyna’s shoulders trapping her in the rope. Mia stood in front of the bigger gal and watched her struggle to get out. Mia slapped Chyna upside her face just hard enough to get her attention. Chyna glared at Mia waiting for the beating to begin.
Mia said, “Ah the might Chyna, eighth wonder of the world, all tied up and helpless. What shall she do? Nothing ha ha ha ha!”
Mia stepped back and then kicked up with her foot as hard as she could, slamming her foot up between Chyna’s legs. Chyna screamed in agony as the pain poured out from her womanhood and radiated up into her stomach making her nauseous. Her legs almost collapsed as the pain went down her legs. Her eyes clenched shut as she fought the urge to puke. There’s nothing like a kick between your legs to get your attention.
Chyna gasped for air as the pain slowly subsided only to explode causing her to scream out again as Mia drove her foot into Chyna’s cxnt. Chyna hung from the ropes, her body convulsing as the pain flowed through her in waves of agony. It took about five minutes before the big woman was able to stand on her own again. Her head was hanging down, her long dark hair hanging in front of her face. Mia had slid out of the ring and retrieved a pair of scissors from under the ring and had cut the back of Chyna’s outfit and as she was recovering Mia entered the ring and tore the outfit off of Chyna leaving her naked and tied up in the ropes.
Mia threw the outfit out into the stands for some lucky fan to catch and treasure. Someone was going to beat their meat on that outfit tonight. Mia ripped her outfit off and tossed it out into the crowd too as she left the ring again and climbed up on the apron behind Chyna and she reached around and played with her foes huge tits as her erect nippled pressed against Chyna’s back. She rubbed her hands over the bare breasts tweaking the nipples making them hard and sticking out. Mia reached lower and she ran her tongue along Chyna’s neck under her ear as she caressed Chyna’s stomach down to the top of Chyna’s shaved pussy. Mia rubbed her pussy against the other wrestler’s bum dry humping her. Then she reached back up to Chyna’s breasts as she stuck her tongue in her ear teasing her. Chyna could feel the itch building and she knew she was going to cum soon, Mia knew it too. She could feel Chyna’s breathing getting faster and deeper as the orgasm built. Mia reached down and rubbed Chyna’s pussy from behind while standing behind her caressing her back with her swollen breasts. She plunged three fingers in her sopping wet pussy, curving her fingers up so she was rubbing her g-spot making Chyna’s hips move of their own violation.
Chyna screamed, “NNNNNNOOOOOOO, “as she came squirting her pussy juice clear across the ring. Her head hung down in shame as she squirted stream after stream of cxnt juice across the ring. The camera man had a clear shot from across the ring and if you looked at the jumbo monitor you could see Chyna’s cxnt contract and then squirt out. Chyna’s clit stuck out in clear view of the camera. The camera man tilted the camera up so Chyna’s glorious breasts were in view on the giant screen, her nipples erect and hard, sticking out in plain sight. Half the guys in the stands were rubbing their cocks and I dare say there were a few who had their cocks out and were stroking them like crazy.
Mia reached around from behind Chyna and she grabbed both of her nipples in her fingers and she squeezed and pinched them as hard as she could, making Chyna scream again. She pulled at the other woman’s nipples stretching them a good five inches from her chest disfiguring her breasts so they looked more like footballs. Mia then entered the ring and stood in front of Chyna and she started to hit her tits. First Mia punched from the side sending Chyna’s breast flying sideways slamming across her chest then Mia started to punch at Chyna’s tits straight on pancaking them against her chest.
Chyna’s boobs started to bruise turning red and then slowly turning a dark purple; her nipples were almost black they were bruised so badly. Mia started hitting Chyna’s tits from below as she slammed her forearm across both breasts from beneath causing her boobs to fly up and sometimes slap her in the face. Chyna was sobbing and moaning in pain, her voice hoarse from screaming. Some of the fans were hollering for the ref to stop the match but nobody has submitted yet. Mia hadn’t even asked for a submission yet. She was having too much fun battering the legend.
Mia dropped to her knees in front of the trapped woman and she drove her fist up into Chyna’s open pussy. She could feel Chyna’s hard clit against her knuckles as she squashed it into her pubic bone getting a high pitched squeal of agony from Chyna. She drove her other fist up into the wet pussy getting another hoarse scream of agony. Chyna was retching, dry heaving and barely conscious as her body tried to escape the horrible pain emanating from between her shaky legs. Mia unloaded again driving her fist up into Chyna’s swollen pussy as the battered woman squeaked in response, barely with it anymore. Mia continued to drive her fist up between the trapped woman’s legs feeling her pussy spread out beneath her knuckles.
She was getting turned on as she felt Chyna’s pussy swell up and get softer each time she drove her fist into her cxnt. Suddenly Mia stopped and sat back rocking on her heels as she came with an earth shattering orgasm, her eyes closed and she moaned, “YYYYYYYYYEEEEEEESSSSSSSS, that feels SSSSSOOOOOO good.” Her pussy was squirting out and against Chyna’s body covering her in warm pussy juice.
The crowd was split; half cheered for Mia and her public display of cumming while the other half booed her and threw stuff at her. Mia rubbed her pussy as the feeling slowly subsided.
Mia stood up and rubbed the warm slippery juice all over Chyna caressing her breasts and her wet pussy with its swollen lips and bruised clit. Then she punched Chyna in the side, right in the kidneys. Chyna screamed weakly again.
Mia said, “Do you quit?”
Chyna softly replied, “Yes.”
“Louder, I can’t hear you.”
Fuck you, yeah damn it I quit. No more, you win.”
Mia raised her arms and she retrieved her belt from the ref. She walked in front of Chyna and she held the belt up so Chyna could see it. Chyna looked up slowly at the belt and Mia reached back and then drove the belt into Chyna’s face knocking her out cold. The crowd erupted in a chorus of boos as the pelted Mia with garbage. Mia laughed as she left the ring and exited on top of the ramp. The ref undid the ropes trapping Chyna arms she collapsed on the mat in agony. The ref covered her as much as her could with his body as the medics came and put a robe on her as they strapped her on the gurney and rolled it up the ramp to a waiting ambulance.
Up high in the stands Tom was livid. He was so upset that he wanted to run down to the ring and challenge Mia to a fight right then and there. He wasn’t stupid though, he knew he’d get his ass kicked if he did run down there. He left and went home pissed right off at what he had witnessed.
Arriving at home he got on his computer and sent another e-mail to the wrestling blog expressing his displeasure and how in Seattle at the next Friday night event he was going to take care of Mia once and for all. The security at the blog site had put a red flag on Tom’s last e-mail so that if they received any more from Tom the site would let them know immediately. The head of security looked over the message that Tom had sent and he called up the owners of the wrestling federation.
“We have received another message from our rather upset fan. I have forwarded it to you so you can read it for yourself. I think we may have to take this individual seriously.”
He waited as the owners read the last e-mail, for a reply.
“We agree, this person is getting more radical each match. Obviously he/she has a mad on with Mia. Maybe we should send Mia on a holiday for a while until this all blows over.”
The head of security disagreed, “All we accomplish by doing that is delay the inevitable, we need to stick with our line up and I need to beef up security. We should let the mayor of Seattle know and perhaps get their police force in on it. Let them provide some extra security. Also I’m thinking we need to search everyone that’s enters the arena. We should also go public with what’s happening. Lastly we better tell Mia.
The owners thought about it for a few minutes and then gave the head of security the go ahead.
That Thursday the Seattle Seahawks were playing football and Tom was in the stands watching idly killing time until the end of the game. Just before the game was ending he got up and picked up his duffel bag and headed for the washroom. He entered and saw only one guy standing taking a leak. Tom continued past the guy and he went in the last cubicle against the far wall. He locked the door and sat there reading a book while he waited for the fans to leave. About two hours later the lights went out as the building shut down for the night. Tom waited and after another two hours he got his flashlight out and he left the washroom. He found a clean spot in the upper levels of the arena and he stretched out and went to sleep.
He woke early the next morning and he quickly checked his duffle bag, taking note of the disassembled rifle and the ammo clip. He was ready for the match tonight. He found a dark hiding place behind a dumpster in the top level within eyesight from his seat. He sat in his seat reading a book, then he would get up and go for a walk, then he’d sit and read a book again. This went on for the afternoon and no one took notice of the young man reading a book. Finally it was getting close to 7:30 PM and Tom got himself a hot dog, some nacho’s and a pop as he retreated to his seat. He watched the early matches with disinterest waiting for the main event. Mia was going up against a local favorite and up and comer Gail Kim. Gail was very sound technically and she could brawl with the best of them when it came to dirty cat fighting. Tom was really hoping Gail would beat Mia but if she didn’t he was prepared to take care of Mia for good. Tom watched as the two women entered the ring as they were introduced. When the ref sent the women to their corner, as soon as Mia saw Gail turn to her corner she ran ahead and drove Gail n the back with a double ax handle. Gail stumbled forward and grunted. She turned around quickly and was met with a clothesline from Mia. She stumbled backwards and as Mia rushed towards her, Gail stepped aside and she grabbed Mia’s hair as she ran past and she yanked her hands back towards her causing Mia to fall backwards to the ring. Gail dropped her knee down onto the side of Mia’s face causing Mia to roll out of the way holding the side of her face.
Gail grabbed Mia’s hair and hauled her up into a front face lock. She squeezed Mia’s head as hard as she could. Mia grabbed around Gail’s waist and ran towards the ropes hoping Gail would break the hold. Gail hung on tight and stopped before they hit the ropes. Gail reached down with her one hand and standing up she fell backwards driving Mia’s neck and head into the ring. Mia lay in the ring clutching her neck as Gail looked on.
Up high in the stands Tom was looking on happy with how the fight was going. Finally someone was taking it to that bitch Mia.
Meanwhile down in the ring Mia was getting to her feet as Gail grabbed her wrist and swung the heel into the corner of the ring where she slammed into the turnbuckles and fell face down in the corner her back on fire in pain.
Gail straddled Mia’s back and she sat down on the small of Mia’s back and reached forward trying to get her hands under Mia’s neck so she could complete the hold a camel clutch. Mia was having no part of this and she kept her chin rammed down against her chest so Gail couldn’t get the hold locked on.
Mia squirmed backwards eventually sliding out of the ring backwards using the ropes to push Gail off her back. As Mia fell out of the ring Gail fell off Mia falling forward on her stomach with her legs slightly spread in front on the turn post. Gail wasn’t aware of the perilous position she was in until her crotch exploded in pain. Mia had grabbed her ankles and spread her legs as she pulled Gail backwards pussy first into the turn post. Tom could hear Gail’s scream of anguish from way up where he sat. he was pissed, the match had been going so good and now the bitch was on a roll again. He got up and strode quickly to the dumpster. He pulled his duffle bag out and in the darkness he assembled his rifle and slipped the ammo clip in place. He stepped up to the vacant seats in front of him and he rested the barrel on top of the seat as he took aim. He searched through the scope and he centered in on Mia’s head in the ring waiting for the perfect shot.
Mia pulled back in Gail’s legs again driving her pussy into the unyielding post. Once again Gail screamed out in incredible pain.
Mia laughed and slid back into the ring to beat the count and the ref restarted the count on Gail. Suddenly there were two cracks as Mia’s head exploded, pieces of skull and brain matter spread throughout the first five rows facing the ring. The two shots were so close together they almost sounded like one. It was clearly evident that there had been two shots fired by the hole in Mia’s chest. People began to run in panic for the exits. In the dark upper levels Tom disassembled his rifle and threw it in the dumpster along with his duffle bag. Lastly he threw his latex gloves in a separate garbage can next to an abandoned restaurant. Tom made his way out of the arena with the crowd pouring out in a blind panic. He returned to his hotel room and turned on the news flipping through the channels. Slowly the news began releasing bits and pieces of what happened to the public. The police confirmed the fact that there were indeed two shooters but they didn’t know if they were working in this together or not. They also released that there had been 5 heart attacks, four fatal and one serious. Gail Kim had been rushed to the hospital where she was held overnight for observation.
Tom returned by plane to his home in Los Angeles and he waited for the police to come to him. He knew it was a matter of time before they found out about his e-mails sent to the blog. The only thing they could accuse him of was sending threatening e-mails. He sat and watched the news and waited. Who was the other shooter and where did they come from he wondered as he watched the news channels.
It turned out that the other shooter had been sending in threatening e-mails too. The other shooter had been picked up right away trying to mix in with the crowd. He had carried his duffel bag with him and he had acted too nonchalant sticking out like a sore thumb. Two policemen grabbed him and searched his duffel bag finding a rifle inside. That shooter had been questioned, booked and arraigned for trial all that evening.
The police didn’t close in on Tom until a week later tracking him by his IP address from his computer and backtracking to his internet provider who supplied his address under duress. The internet provider tried to use client confidentiality as an excuse to not supply Tom’s information. The judge said no way and issued a search warrant for the detectives which when shown to the provider forced him to back down.
It was simple enough for the police to go to Tom’s home, arrest him and take him into custody. They interrogated him for four hours where he denied shooting anyone. Tom continually praised the other shooter and kept telling them that he didn’t know the other suspect.
After four hours of getting nowhere they allowed Tom to call a lawyer.
At the offices of the wrestling league, everyone was in shock. The following Friday’s matches scheduled for Vancouver B.C. Canada had been cancelled and all other matches in the meantime had also been cancelled. The league had shut down until they figured what they were going to do. Although Mia Sofa was a hated wrestler by fans and colleagues as well, everyone did not agree or like what happened. No wrestler deserved to be shot and killed while plying their trade.
The league decided that as soon as they received a threatening e-mail or any other correspondence that the mentioned wrestler would immediately take a one month vacation and get out of town. Also no one was allowed to hold the championship belt for more than 20 weeks. After twenty weeks the belt was forfeited back to the league and a battle royal was held with the winner claiming the belt and then trying to hold it for twenty weeks. Also fighters were encouraged to reverse roles periodically from heel to good gal and vice versa.
It took five weeks for the changes to be implemented and on Friday Night in Vancouver B.C. Canada the league restarted with the new rules in place. It only took two matches until one of the wrestlers took such a savage beating that she had to be rushed to the hospital. There were a lot of nervous policemen and security people in the stands that evening. The main event was a battle royal with the winner claiming the belt. That’s a story for next time.
Tom was released and never charged due to lack of evidence. With the new changes in the rules Tom was happy and he sent an e-mail to the blog expressing his happiness in the new rules put in place.
At Mia’s funeral all the wrestlers and the behind the scene people showed up along with over 50,000 fans showing their support for the fallen wrestler. Mia Sofa became a martyr and a legend in the sport. She became known as the dirtiest fighter who ever lived, she probably would have been proud of that.
The crowd roared and cheered as Tori strode down the ramp. She was unsmiling and dead serious as she climbed into the ring.
The announcer continued again, “From Liverpool England the reigning champ, Mia Sofa.”
The crowd booed her lustily and threw stuff at her as she strode to the ring. She climbed into the ring wearing the World Championship belt around her waist. She undid it and held it up above her head as the crowd booed. She put the belt in her corner and turned to face Tori. The announcer laid out the rules, “This is a one pinfall match anything goes but there is no weapons allowed, if you use a weapon and get caught you get disqualified.”
With that said she left the ring and the ref called for the bell. DING
The two women hooked up and the match was on. Mia let herself be thrown into the corner of the ring and she backed up in an angle so that she would clip the ref and send him flying stunned. She came out of the corner unhurt and clothes-lined Tori slamming her into the ring. Mia then tended to the ref, slapping him lightly get him to wake up. When she saw the ref was coming to she ran to her corner of the ring, grabbed her belt and she tossed it to Tori. Tori stood there stunned as Mia lay down on the mat faking being knocked out as the ref turned and saw them both.
The ref saw Tori holding the belt and Mia laid out cold. He immediately called for the bell and as he stood up shakily he held his hand out for the mike. “The winner of this match because of her opponent being disqualified for use of a weapon is Mia Sofa.”
The crowd booed and showed their displeasure by throwing everything available at the ring. Tori was on her knees sobbing as the ref took the belt from her and gave it to a smiling Mia as she rolled out of the ring and ran up the ramp holding it up high.
It was one of the shortest sneakiest ways to win that the crowd had ever seen. They felt cheated and screwed out of their attendance money. Up high in the stands was a young man in a black hoodie who was particularly upset. His name was Tom Sanders and he was a huge wrestling fan. He was livid with Mia, he didn’t care about the money he had paid to come and watch the match, and he was getting fed up with Mia and her cheap tricks to win.
He didn’t feel she deserved to be the Champ and he didn’t even feel that she deserved to be in the sport at all. He hated her with a passion. He felt someone had to do something about her and if nobody was going to do anything then damn it he would. He didn’t know what but he would do something.
The next match Mia was in was on the following Monday in San Jose in the main event against Kelly Kelly. Kelly had the ability to win if she could avoid the trickery and get a fair shot. It was scheduled to be a one fall no disqualification match, last gal standing. You won by knocking out your opponent and getting a twenty count. This match because of the no disqualification rule meant that you could do pretty much whatever you wanted, weapons, crotch kicking, hair pulling, biting and whatever else you could think of.
Mia was introduced first and she came down the ramp to an angry crowd booing her and throwing stuff at her. She was holding the belt up high and smiling at the crowd taunting them. She entered the ring and handed the belt to the ref. as the announcer introduced Kelly Kelly to a roar of approval.
Mia this time was wearing a one piece suit and white wrestling boots. Kelly was wearing her usual blue bikini and blue wrestling boots.
The ref called for the bell to start the match. DING.
The two girls locked up in the middle of the ring and Mia pushed Kelly into the ropes and held her against them until the ref stepped between them to break it up. As he pushed the girls apart, Mia reached over the ref and slapped Kelly across the face. Mia stepped back to the middle of the ring and smiled as Kelly held the side of her face. Kelly was pissed at Mia’s smug smile and she rushed at Mia looking to grab her in a bear hug and drive her into the corner post but Mia dodged the rush and as Kelly ran past her, Mia grabbed her hair from behind and yanked Kelly’s head back as her feet kept going and she landed flat on her back with Mia landing on her chest as she hit the mat.
This move knocked the wind right out of Kelly. Mia grabbed her leg and went for the pin but Kelly was able to get her shoulder up on the 2 count and Mia helped her up and she reached between her opponents legs and picked her up and body slammed her to the mat causing Kelly to scream and arch her back in pain. Mia picked her up and slammed her down to the mat again and again for three slams altogether leaving Kelly on the mat squirming in pain. Mia dropped on her knee driving her knee into Kelly’s stomach forcing the air out of her lungs leaving her gasping for air as Mia hauled her up again. Mia grabbed her in a bear hug and twisted her back and forth as she shook her like a rag doll. Then she hoisted her up high and dropped her down straddling Mia’s leg crushing Mia’s knee up against Kelly’s pussy in an atomic drop. Mia held on to Kelly and hoisted her up high again and dropped her down in another atomic drop getting a high pitched squeal from Kelly as she rolled around on the ring flopping around in pain holding her pussy, her feet pounding the mat as she fell forward on her forehead. She looked so hot in her little bikini with her ass up in the air her hands between her legs holding her pussy.
Mia picked her up by the back of her bikini and drove her out through the ropes down onto the floor beside the ring. Kelly landed clumsily and fell on her one shoulder twisting it a bit. Mia saw this and she slid out of the ring and grabbed Kelly in a front face lock and drove her into the corner post shoulder first plowing her injured shoulder into the corner post. Kelly screamed and dropped to the floor holding her injured shoulder. Mia picked her up and holding her by her hair from behind and grabbing the back of her bikini panties Mia ran Kelly into the metal steps shoulder first eliciting a howl of agony from her foe.
Kelly sat against the steps holding her aching shoulder. Mia grabbed a metal chair from the front row of fans drilling a fan, who tried to hold onto the chair, in the face getting him to let go. She turned and swung the chair over her head down onto the top of Kelly’s head denting the seat of the chair and almost knocking the dazed Kelly out. Mia stood on top of the steps and leaning over she drove the edge of the chair back towards her own legs slamming the chair edge into Kelly’s throat making her choke and gasp for air. Kelly was in tough shape, her forehead was bleeding badly from the chair and her throat was crushed by the same chair. She was barely conscious as Mia grabbed her in a front face lock again.
While she had Kelly’s face in close to her body she slipped one hand inside her one piece suit and she pulled out a small rag and she held it against Kelly’s nose while keeping her in a front face lock. The rag had been soaked in chloroform and Kelly was slowly going to sleep. Mia waited until Kelly was out cold and then she ran to the ring post driving Kelly’s head into the turn post and she let her fall to the floor.
She leaned over as if to check on Kelly and she tossed the rag under the skirting of the ring. She looked up at the ref and yelled for him to start counting as Kelly lay on the floor out cold with her long blonde hair spread out under her head and her long legs spread wide her bikini barely covering her pussy.
The ref counted to twenty and then he announced, “The winner by count out is Mia Sofa.”
Mia raised her hands above her head and then she slid out of the ring again and tossed Kelly back into the ring and she stripped the unconscious wrestler. Mia sat down on the ring behind Kelly. With Kelly sitting up leaning back against Mia’s chest Mia reached around and played with Kelly’s perky breasts squeezing them and teasing her nipples getting them to stick out. Then Mia reached down and started to stroke Kelly’s cxnt sliding her fingers up and down her slit as she spread Kelly’s legs apart as wide as she could so the fans could see her pink inner lips. She slid two fingers up into Kelly’s open pussy and rubbed her hard clit with her thumb. Kelly’s pussy was starting to rub against Mia as Kelly got closer and closer to cumming. Suddenly with a sensual moan she came, shooting pussy juice across the ring. Kelly was a squirter, who knew?
Kelly's chest was heaving and her pussy was clenching as the orgasm subsided and Mia slid back and let Kelly’s head slide down to the mat. Mia went to her corner and got her belt and she slid out of the ring and went up the ramp leaving her naked vanquished foe laying in the middle of the ring in post orgasmic bliss.
From high up in the stands the young man in the black hoodie watched in anger as Mia disappeared from sight. He was really hoping that Kelly would win but he had to admit that Mia was a good fighter and she fought a good fight but using chloroform to knock out your opponent was cheating.
The next Friday night fights were scheduled in San Francisco and Tom was going to be there. Mia was scheduled to defend her belt against Lita. Lita was a solid fighter with good skills and a high pain threshold. It had the promise of being a great fight.
Tom got home and he sent an angry e-mail response to the blog about the fight tonight. He ranted about Mia and how he felt that she didn’t deserve to be the champ and that she shouldn’t even be in the sport and that if someone didn’t do something about her maybe he should. His response didn’t go unnoticed, one of the employee’s, whose job was to monitor and respond to e-mails received took one quick look at his e-mail and he called the head of security to come and have a look. The head of security read it quickly and said, “It’s probably just some quack, all talk no action. I wouldn’t worry about it, what’s he going to do, shoot her?”
The employee shrugged and scrolled down to the next response and continued reading, eventually forgetting about Tom’s rant.
The next Friday night arrived and the main event was between Lita and Mia. Both fighters were technically sound and both were experienced cat fighters. They had never fought each other before but were familiar with each other’s fighting styles. Lita was known to weaken a body part and zero in on it and work it until her opponent submitted whereas Mia was known to use any method possible to get a submission. Both were capable of being as dirty a fighter as it took to win.
The final match was being announced, “This championship match is a no holds barred match, no disqualification, first to submit match. There are no pin falls and no count outs only submissions and first submission wins. Whatever you bring to the ring you can use.
Lita was the first to be announced and she came down the ramp amid cheers as she hauled an aluminum trash can with her. She parked her metal trash can by her corner next to the ring and waited for Mia.
The spotlight focused on the top of the ramp as Mia appeared towing a garbage dumpster down the ramp. Mia parked the dumpster next to the ring by her corner and she lifted the lid open before she climbed into the ring.
The ref called the girls to the center of the ring and he said,” May the best fighter win, good luck girls.”
He sent each of them to their corner and he called for the bell, DING.
The two women hooked up and met in the center of the ring. Mia slowly pushed Lita to the corner of the ring and held her up against the ropes in the corner. The ref went to break it up then remembered this was a no holds barred match. He backed away as Mia lifted a knee into the stomach of Lita forcing her to bend over with a grunt. Mia lifted her knee again three more times driving the wind out of Lita’s lungs.
Mia stepped back and let Lita fall to the mat. She then bent over and picked Lita up in a front face lock and she ran towards her corner and jumped up and landed on her side driving Lita’s head into the ring in a perfect DDT. Lita laid on the mat almost out cold twitching as Mia stood up and stomped on her head four times. Mia picked Lita up and body slammed her into the mat getting a screech out of Lita as she arched her back trying to relieve the pain shooting through her back.
Mia ran across the ring, rebounded off the ropes and slid into Lita drop kicking her out of the ring into the dumpster. Mia slid out of the ring and slammed the lid down and she locked it closed. Suddenly there was a terrified scream came out of the dumpster, “Snakes, HELP ME, get me out of here. Lita was deathly afraid of snakes and there was fifty harmless snakes in the dark dumpster. Lita was out of her mind trying to get out of the dumpster screaming and sobbing in terror.
Mia yelled, “Do you submit?”
“Fuck yeah, get me out of here. I quit, just get me out of here,” Lita sobbed between terrified screams.
The ref called for the bell and he gave the belt back to Mia. As she slid out of the ring the ref said, “What about Lita, open the dumpster.”
Mia laughed, “I can’t, I don’t have the key.” She continued up the ramp and out as Lita continued to scream and sob.
Way up in the high seats a young man in a black hoodie clenched his hands in exasperation as he watched Mia exit. When he got home later that evening he was still pissed about the match and he sent an e-mail to the blog again ranting about the match and the use of snakes to get a submission. Again he stated that if someone didn’t do something about Mia Sofa maybe it would be up to the fans to do something about her.
The e-mail was noted again and a file was opened to save it and to add details of what it was about, when it was received, and what was different that caused concern among the owners of the wrestling promotion company.
They hired extra security staff for the next event which was to be held at Portland Oregon. There were random frisks of the fans and if there was any suspicious behavior noted that individual was pulled aside and a quick interrogation was completed. Tom coasted through the security untouched. He sat in his seat up high in the stands watching and waiting for the main event which pitted the eighth wonder of the world, “Chyna” against Mia. Normally you would think that this was a mismatch because Chyna was huge, ripped and experienced but Mia was sneaky and devious. Their match was a no disqualification submission or twenty count match. You had to either make them submit or knock em out to win.
Chyna was the first wrestler to be introduced and she entered the arena to a thunderous roar of approval. She smiled and waved to the crowd as she made her way to the ring and climbed in through the ropes. Then they announced Mia and she entered the arena to a road of disapproval and a wall of garbage rained down upon her as she made her way to the ring. She slid into the ring and stood in her corner and stepped up to the center of the ring glaring at Chyna. Chyna looked back at Mia with a look of contempt. The ref called for the bell and the match was on its way.
They locked up in the middle of the ring and Chyna showed her superior strength by tossing Mia backwards into the ring corner. Mia slowly returned to the middle of the ring and locked up with Chyna again and just as they locked up she lifted her knee into Chyna’s lower stomach. Chyna grunted and grabbed Mia’s hair and she turned and flipped Mia over her shoulder and body slamming her into the mat by her hair. Mia screamed as her scalp felt like it was on fire and her back stung in pain.
Mia got up slowly and Chyna grabbed her wrist and swung her into the corner following up right behind her as she hit the corner with Chyna slamming into her right behind her. Mia turned and fell to the mat in front of Chyna. Up high in the stands Tom was watching in approval. Finally someone was taking it to the champ and giving her what she deserved.
Mia got up slowly and as Chyna bent over to grab Mia by the hair her pussy exploded in pain. Mia saw Chyna’s legs spread and she drove her fist up into Chyna’s pussy crushing her clit and Chyna’s knees pressed together as she fell face first to the mat her hands between her legs holding her pain ridden pussy. Mia got up and she stood behind Chyna and reached down and grabbed Chyna’s hair and sat back on Chyna’s lower back pulling Chyna’s head back and bending her back backwards as she pulled as hard as she could. Chyna’s scalp felt like it was being torn from her head and her back hurt like crazy. Chyna screamed in pain and frustration for being so carless to leave her pussy open to a cheap shot like that. She should have known better. Chyna twisted from side to side trying to knock Mia off balance. Eventually that’s what happened, Chyna rocked to the left and then quickly shifter to the right sending Mia off of her. Chyna got up as fast as she could, backing up against the ropes to get a breather.
Mia got up and rushed at Chyna spearing her in the stomach knocking the wind out of her and driving her back so she was sitting on the second rope. Mia reached down and pulled the middle rope up and over Chyna’s shoulders trapping her in the rope. Mia stood in front of the bigger gal and watched her struggle to get out. Mia slapped Chyna upside her face just hard enough to get her attention. Chyna glared at Mia waiting for the beating to begin.
Mia said, “Ah the might Chyna, eighth wonder of the world, all tied up and helpless. What shall she do? Nothing ha ha ha ha!”
Mia stepped back and then kicked up with her foot as hard as she could, slamming her foot up between Chyna’s legs. Chyna screamed in agony as the pain poured out from her womanhood and radiated up into her stomach making her nauseous. Her legs almost collapsed as the pain went down her legs. Her eyes clenched shut as she fought the urge to puke. There’s nothing like a kick between your legs to get your attention.
Chyna gasped for air as the pain slowly subsided only to explode causing her to scream out again as Mia drove her foot into Chyna’s cxnt. Chyna hung from the ropes, her body convulsing as the pain flowed through her in waves of agony. It took about five minutes before the big woman was able to stand on her own again. Her head was hanging down, her long dark hair hanging in front of her face. Mia had slid out of the ring and retrieved a pair of scissors from under the ring and had cut the back of Chyna’s outfit and as she was recovering Mia entered the ring and tore the outfit off of Chyna leaving her naked and tied up in the ropes.
Mia threw the outfit out into the stands for some lucky fan to catch and treasure. Someone was going to beat their meat on that outfit tonight. Mia ripped her outfit off and tossed it out into the crowd too as she left the ring again and climbed up on the apron behind Chyna and she reached around and played with her foes huge tits as her erect nippled pressed against Chyna’s back. She rubbed her hands over the bare breasts tweaking the nipples making them hard and sticking out. Mia reached lower and she ran her tongue along Chyna’s neck under her ear as she caressed Chyna’s stomach down to the top of Chyna’s shaved pussy. Mia rubbed her pussy against the other wrestler’s bum dry humping her. Then she reached back up to Chyna’s breasts as she stuck her tongue in her ear teasing her.
Chyna could feel the itch building and she knew she was going to cum soon, Mia knew it too. She could feel Chyna’s breathing getting faster and deeper as the orgasm built. Mia reached down and rubbed Chyna’s pussy from behind while standing behind her caressing her back with her swollen brests. She plunged three fingers in her sopping wet pussy, curving her fingers up so she was rubbing her g-spot making Chyna’s hips move of their own violation.
Chyna screamed, “NNNNNNOOOOOOO, “as she came squirting her pussy juice clear across the ring. Her head hung down in shame as she squirted stream after stream of cxnt juice across the ring. The camera man had a clear shot from across the ring and if you looked at the jumbo monitor you could see Chyna’s cxnt contract and then squirt out. Chyna’s clit stuck out in clear view of the camera. The camera man tilted the camera up so Chyna’s glorious breasts were in view on the giant screen, her nipples erect and hard, sticking out in plain sight. Half the guys in the stands were rubbing their cocks and I dare say there were a few who had their cocks out and were stroking them like crazy.
Mia reached around from behind Chyna and she grabbed both of her nipples in her fingers and she squeezed and pinched them as hard as she could, making Chyna scream again. She pulled at the other woman’s nipples stretching them a good five inches from her chest disfiguring her breasts so they looked more like footballs. Mia then entered the ring and stood in front of Chyna and she started to hit her tits. First Mia punched from the side sending Chyna’s breast flying sideways slamming across her chest then Mia started to punch at Chyna’s tits straight on pancaking them against her chest.
Chyna's boobs started to bruise turning red and then slowly turning a dark purple; her nipples were almost black they were bruised so badly. Mia started hitting Chyna's tits from below as she slammed her forearm across both breasts from beneath causing her boobs to fly up and sometimes slap her in the face. Chyna was sobbing and moaning in pain, her voice hoarse from screaming. Some of the fans were hollering for the ref to stop the match but nobody has submitted yet. Mia hadn’t even asked for a submission yet. She was having too much fun battering the legend.
Mia dropped to her knees in front of the trapped woman and she drove her fist up into Chyna’s open pussy. She could feel Chyna’s hard clit against her knuckles as she squashed it into her pubic bone getting a high pitched squeal of agony from Chyna. She drove her other fist up into the wet pussy getting another hoarse scream of agony. Chyna was retching, dry heaving and barely conscious as her body tried to escape the horrible pain emanating from between her shaky legs. Mia unloaded again driving her fist up into Chyna’s swollen pussy as the battered woman squeaked in response, barely with it anymore. Mia continued to drive her fist up between the trapped woman’s legs feeling her pussy spread out beneath her knuckles.
She was getting turned on as she felt Chyna’s pussy swell up and get softer each time she drove her fist into her cxnt. Suddenly Mia stopped and sat back rocking on her heels as she came with an earthshattering orgasm, her eyes closed and she moaned, “YYYYYYYYYEEEEEEESSSSSSSS, that feels SSSSSOOOOOO good.” Her pussy was squirting out and against Chyna’s body covering her in warm pussy juice.
The crowd was split; half cheered for Mia and her public display of cumming while the other half booed her and threw stuff at her. Mia rubbed her pussy as the feeling slowly subsided.
Mia stood up and rubbed the warm slippery juice all over Chyna caressing her breasts and her wet pussy with its swollen lips and bruised clit. Then she punched Chyna in the side, right in the kidneys. Chyna screamed weakly again.
Mia said, “Do you quit?”
Chyna softly replied, “Yes.”
“Louder, I can’t hear you.”
Fuck you, yeah damn it I quit. No more, you win.”
Mia raised her arms and she retrieved her belt from the ref. She walked in front of Chyna and she held the belt up so Chyna could see it. Chyna looked up slowly at the belt and Mia reached back and then drove the belt into Chyna’s face knocking her out cold. The crowd erupted in a chorus of boos as the pelted Mia with garbage. Mia laughed as she left the ring and exited on top of the ramp. The ref undid the ropes trapping Chyna arms she collapsed on the mat in agony. The ref covered her as much as her could with his body as the medics came and put a robe on her as they strapped her on the gurney and rolled it up the ramp to a waiting ambulance.
Up high in the stands Tom was livid. He was so upset that he wanted to run down to the ring and challenge Mia to a fight right then and there. He wasn’t stupid though, he knew he’d get his ass kicked if he did run down there. He left and went home pissed right off at what he had witnessed.
Arriving at home he got on his computer and sent another e-mail to the wrestling blog expressing his displeasure and how in Seattle at the next Friday night event he was going to take care of Mia once and for all. The security at the blog site had put a red flag on Tom’s last e-mail so that if they received any more from Tom the site would let them know immediately. The head of security looked over the message that Tom had sent and he called up the owners of the wrestling federation.
“We have received another message from our rather upset fan. I have forwarded it to you so you can read it for yourself. I think we may have to take this individual seriously.”
He waited as the owners read the last e-mail, for a reply.
“We agree, this person is getting more radical each match. Obviously he/she has a mad on with Mia. Maybe we should send Mia on a holiday for a while until this all blows over.”
The head of security disagreed, “All we accomplish by doing that is delay the inevitable, we need to stick with our line up and I need to beef up security. We should let the mayor of Seattle know and perhaps get their police force in on it. Let them provide some extra security. Also I’m thinking we need to search everyone that’s enters the arena. We should also go public with what’s happening. Lastly we better tell Mia.
The owners thought about it for a few minutes and then gave the head of security the go ahead.
That Thursday the Seattle Seahawks were playing football and Tom was in the stands watching idly killing time until the end of the game. Just before the game was ending he got up and picked up his duffle bag and headed for the washroom. He entered and saw only one guy standing taking a leak. Tom continued past the guy and he went in the last cubicle against the far wall. He locked the door and sat there reading a book while he waited for the fans to leave. About two hours later the lights went out as the building shut down for the night. Tom waited and after another two hours he got his flashlight out and he left the washroom. He found a clean spot in th
