Not Yet

Liv suddenly bucked her hips and drove a sharp kick into Iyo’s side, forcing the Queen of the Ring to roll off her. Before Iyo could regain her balance, Liv scrambled up and cracked her with a hard elbow right to the face. Iyo staggered backward, dazed.

Liv didn’t give her a second to recover. She lunged forward, spinning Iyo around and grabbing the thick white waistband of those exposed stretchy black bikini panties above Iyos jeans again. With a vicious yank, Liv pulled upward hard, giving Iyo a second brutal wedgie. The black fabric stretched deep between Iyo’s cheeks once more, the white band digging into her skin as she was lifted onto her toes.

“Ahh—!” Iyo gasped, the burning pressure returning even stronger than before.

Liv laughed loudly and twisted the waistband for maximum effect. “How’s that feel, Queen? Still think you’re running this match?”

After a few humiliating seconds of tugging, Liv finally let go. The stretchy black bikini panties snapped back sharply against Iyo’s ass with an audible thwack, causing her to jolt forward. The white waistband stayed partially visible above the baggy jeans, slightly twisted and disheveled.

Liv stepped back, admiring her work with a mocking grin. “Damn, those look just like the classic Attitude Era Lita panties! All stretchy and basic… perfect for wedgieing you like the jobber you really are.”

Iyo was hunched over, breathing through the sting, her red-and-black hair messy across her face. Before she could straighten up, Liv charged in and grabbed the bottom of Iyo’s white crop top. She yanked it upward aggressively, trying to strip it off and expose whatever bra Iyo was wearing underneath. The fabric rode high up Iyo’s toned stomach as Liv fought to pull it over her head, determined to turn the tables and leave the Queen of the Ring even more exposed in the Bra and Panties match.