She Grows More and More Frustrated

“C’mon Alexa! Why won’t you just stay DOWN?!” Bayley shouts, getting off of her and backing up before charging in for a knee strike right to the face as Alexa gets up to her knees. Once again she covers, and once again she gets a two count.

“UGH!” Bayley shouts, the Role Model’s frustration building as she raises her hands to her hair and shakes her head. “You’re going to quit! You’re going to quit and kiss my ass! So just accept it!”

Bayley bends down and grabs Alexa by the hair, picking her up and tossing her unceremoniously into a corner. She then ducks down and begins driving her shoulder into her gut repeatedly, driving the air from Alexa’s body. She then drags her out of the corner, and locks in an Abdominal Stretch, making Alexa weakly scream as she reaches for the ropes.

“Tap Alexa! TAP!” Bayley screams, sending sharp elbows down towards her abs, making Alexa whimper as she struggles to survive and not tap, even with the fans and a commentator cheering her on to get to the ropes. “Stop supporting her! It’ll only make things worse when she has to kiss my big butt!” Bayley shouts, trying to keep stretching out her hold. However, Alexa manages to reach out and grab the ropes.

“STOP IT!” Bayley screams, grabbing Alexa by the hair and slamming her back down to the mat, growing more and more frustrated by the second. “You’re going to stay down and pucker up, so accept it!” Bayley shouts and spits down into Alexa’s face. She then makes her way to the top rope and, with a cocky grin returning, blows a kiss out towards the commentary team before jumping for an elbow drop right to Alexa’s damaged midsection.

“Night night!” Bayley calls, covering right after, but once again Alexa somehow kicks out. And Bayley loses it, screaming in anger as she begins kicking and punching at the mat, throwing a temper tantrum and making her ass wobble away with every slight movement.

“No No No No NO! NOO! STAY DOWN!” Bayley shrieks during her tantrum, finally stopping a few seconds later with a clearly unstable grin on her face.

“I’m sick of her! She’s kissing it right now!” Bayley screams, bending down and grabbing Alexa by the hair, sitting her up against the ropes and slapping her in the face. “Pucker up you little brat!”

Bayley then spins around and positions her huge, thick arse right above Alexa’s pretty face, not even taking her tights down as she demands Alexa kiss it right now even though she hadn’t won yet. A lot of the audience couldn’t even bear to look.