The Crippler vs. Sandra Holefull

"Ladies and gentlemen. This is the final match for the tournament to determine this year's usurper." Lisa says as she stands in the middle of the ring, "Already in the ring. "She's the one you don't want to be caught in a dark alley. She's the one that lives in every man's nightmares. She's the one whose assholes and pussies quake in fear. She is the Crippler!"

The Crippler lies against the ring, looking cool as cum drip from her strapon.

"Oh she looks so hot. I just want to climb you Scot and ride your well hung cock again."

"Keep control of yourself there Dixie. We will do it later. Right now we have a match."

Generic classical music plays.

"And her opponent..." Lisa yells, "Coming from your college gym. She is Sandra Holefull!"

Sandra comes out in a black bikini, walking down the ramp with a small smirk on her face while people cheered and booed at her.

"And here's Ms. H. Who just proved that she's stronger then her former teacher and doesn't need her anymore."

"But I have a feeling she is nothing compared to my Crippler." Dixie replies as Sandra gets into the ring and takes off her glasses where she puts them to the side

Sandra then holds her hand to The Crippler, who looks at it from her corner of the ring, and then runs and clotheslines Sandra to the mat.

The bell rings.

"Here we go again." Scot sighs.

"My nipples are so hard from watching this. Touch me Scot. Touch me now!"

"Damn it woman, keep your hormones under control!"

The Crippler meanwhile was stomping down on Sandra.