Night of Champions

That Sunday was the Night of Champions PPV. The crowd were as excited as they had ever been for the even and the opening pyro display was so massive that a section of the roof caught fire and had to be rapidly extinguished. Fortunately the show carried on despite the chaos and the audience witnessed a blistering opening bout for the Intercontinental Title which was finally retained by the champion. During an advertiser break the crowd in attendance got to see a five foot pole being erected from the corner of the ring and then the paddle they had been promised was hung from the top, dangling tantalisingly within reach of anyone who would try to climb for it.

Suddenly a blazing scream was heard throughout the area as Paige started her entrance. Swaggering out onto the stage Paige was serenaded with boos as usual though perhaps less than usual on what may well be her last night in the company. She was dressed in black fishnet tights underneath her black, silver and red attire she had worn at the first NXT Takeover where she had won her first WWE title, breaking out a classic for the occasion though she had maybe taken some notes from Candice Michelle as the bra she had chosen pushed up her breasts so that her cleavage seemed a lot more significant than usual.

After a quick look around at the crowd Paige raised her woman’s championship into the air and walked down the ramp holding it above her head. The crowd booed but Paige kept her head raised high and ignored them as she reached the ring and hopped up on the apron. From there she turned her head skywards but then saw the pole. The slight smile she had been wearing faded from her face was replaced with one of trepidation as she stood on the apron looking up at it.

The paddle that hung from the pole was long and heavy looking. One side had been painted pink and had Candice’s name carved elegantly into it while the other was black with Paige on it. Whoever won would be literally beating their name onto their opponent’s arse.

Paige broke out of her momentary trance and clambered into the ring, passing her title to the referee before heading to a corner, still looking at the pole. Her gaze only wavered when her music faded and Candice’s started playing. The Go Daddy Girl strutted out onto the stage like it was a catwalk and stopped, posing for a moment before ripping on the long silver robe she was wearing to reveal an extremely tight golden top that was hardly more than a bra and showed off all of her glistening cleavage which Candice had obviously oiled for maximum effect and then equally tight wrestling tights with holes cut into the sides so large that they showed off more leg than was covered.

Leg wasn’t all that was shown off however. Candice’s outfit was so tight that her nipples were poking almost clean through the fabric and the tights were showing off almost all of her camel toe and it was obvious from one look that Candice wasn’t wearing any underwear! Having given the audience ample enough time to take this face in Candice strutted to the ring and slid under the bottom rope sensually, Eyeing up Paige smugly before turning her attention to the pole. The referee did his usual pre match checks, making sure each woman wasn’t hiding any foreign objects, making sure to take extra-long checking Candice before heading out to the corner of the ring and calling for the bell!

As soon as the bell rang Paige bolted across the ring towards the pole, hoping to grab the weapon and get this match over fast. Reaching the corner she managed to get a foot on the ropes before Candice was on her, grabbing a handful of her raven hair before pulling her back into the middle of the ring. Paige was bent backwards by Candice’s grip, staggering as she tried to keep her footing as she half Matrixed herself with both hands trying to wrestle Candice’s one hand free. With Paige in this awkward position Candice had every opportunity to do whatever she wanted but took the opportunity to grab a handful of Paige’s pushed up tits!

Paige shrieked and struggled but she was at Candice’s mercy as she was groped by her rival who then grabbed the two crossed straps on Paige’s top and pulled hard on them, managing to rip them away with relative ease. Paige let out another yell at this and managed to struggle her way free from Candice’s grasp taking a few steps backwards and looking down in shock at her suddenly much more revealing top. As the Anti-Diva was distracted for a second however Candice gave the palm of her hand a long, theatrical lick and when Paige looked back at her the Go Daddy Girl gave her a huge chop across the breasts.

Paige cried out and stumbled backwards, landing on her arse and scooting backwards across the canvas on her backside and looking from Candice to the pole and back again. With a smug smile on her face Candice waggled her finger at Paige mouthing “not so fast” as she did so.