McVan intervenes

"Due to a disqualification. Angelina Loren has the won the match!" Lisa yells as the crowd boos.

"As it should be." Scot comments.

"Even through she was the one who brought the table out, she was the one who got put through it." Angel replies.

"So she is this year's..."

"Hold on a minute! Hold on a minute!" Megan says as she comes up from backstage with Lexi behind her, "We not ending this match that way. In the nineteen years we never had a disqualification in this tournament. And we are not going to have one now especially to determine this year's usurper. So we are going to change the rules. This will be a No DQ match!"

The crowd goes crazy.

"A No DQ match!" Scot yells.

"You don't know how... happy I was... to hear that... even through I was barely conscious at the time. I wanted too...too make that whore scream for what she did. I don't want any... disqualifications...." Angelina says barely able to look at the screen.

The man then starts to pull out his dick and starts to lube it up. He then gestures it right above Angelina's ass.

Angelina looks at Isabella, cum drunk, "You know I don't like anal, Isabella. You slinky bitch."

Isabella points at the ball gag.

"Don't use that ball gag as...an excuse. I know you set it up to give me some action....you... you whore."

Isabella holds up a hitachi wand and slides right by her friend. She then nods towards the man, who nods back. He then slides his dick into Angelina's asshole making the luchadora moan and awake with the wand, on high speed vibrating against her clit.

"That means the shit is really going to hit the floor now, Horndog!" Angel comments.

"So ring that bell and reset the match!" Megan yells before walking back with her right hand woman.

The bell rings and Becca looks at Angelina who was slowly waking up with a devilish smile.