Off Comes Candice's Top

Paige reached down and grabbed Candice as she tried to slide away, seizing the back of her top and tearing at it. The crowd realised what she was trying to do and exploded in cheers as Candice was thrown left to right as Paige struggled with the tight fabric of Candice’s outfit. After almost thirty seconds of struggle Paige swore loudly and stepped over Candice, standing over her head and pulling the top up Candice’s body. Despite her best efforts Candice couldn’t save her shirt and the Anti-Diva eventually managed to wrench the whole thing off of her body.

Paige staggered away holding Candice’s top and let out a scream of triumph as Candice rocked back on her heels looking up at Paige with shock etched across her face. The Go Daddy Girl did nothing to try and cover her naked breasts, completely exposed as they were to the cameras. Her tanned skin glistened with oil and perspiration and her large nipples had gone hard. The crowd were beside themselves as they ogled her sat there with her tits out for all to see and As Paige threw Candice’s top to the crowd. A feeding frenzy ensued as the men in the audience fought each other to try and get a piece of it and it was swiftly torn apart.

Paige watched the carnage with a smirk before turning around to face Candice again who was on her feet and looking furious.

“You’ll pay for that one, bitch!” Candice yelled and aimed a punch at Paige

Paige however blocked the blow and retaliated with chop right across Candice’s naked tits. Candice screamed in pain and tried to cover herself for the first time but Paige wrenched her hand away from her chest and delivered another stinging chop across the boobs. Candice tried to cover herself again but again, her hands pushing up her tits as she grabbed to cover them more for protection than for decency but Paige once again pulled her hand away and delivered a third chop.

Candice realised she would have to do something to save herself from more **** and threw caution to the wind, lashing out with a vicious slap. Her boobs wobbled as she twisted her body, putting all she had into the slap that connected with Paige’s jaw with a sound that made the audience wince. Paige was almost spun around with the **** of the slap, recoiling and clutching at her cheek. Candice tried to push the advantage following up with a kick to Paige’s gut, doubling the Anti-Diva over and setting Candice’s tits to sway as she delivered her attack. With Paige in a compromised position Candice grabbed her opponent’s top and pulled it up, now looking to strip Paige as she had been. Paige screamed and struggled trying to pull away from Candice and pull her top down at the same time, desperately trying to avoid embarrassment.

Though Paige’s top did slip up to around her head, revealing a red bra to match her thong, she managed to stop it there and the two women were stuck for a moment in a stale mate fighting over the article of clothing. But Candice used her veteran instincts, changing tactic and, instead of stripping Paige, grabbed her shorts and instead ran across the ring with her, throwing her through the turnbuckles and into the ring post. Paige let out a groan of pain and hung there between the turnbuckles, her arse sticking into the ring as her upper body stuck out past the ring post. Candice smiled as she saw Paige’s compromised position, not missing an opportunity and grabbing Paige’s shorts, once again pulling them down to her knees and showing off her pale arse, bent over and sticking out, ready for a spanking with only her tiny thong and skimpy fishnet tights to cover her dignity. Paige struggled and squirmed, kicking her legs to try and escape but this time Candice wasn’t being denied. Paige’s shorts were soon around her ankles as the Anti-dive made one last **** escape attempt. Sliding through the ropes Paige tried to exit to the floor and managed to slip away from Candice and crash clumsily to the floor but alas for her there was no way Candice was letting her shorts go and as Paige escaped the ring her shorts were left behind.

The Anti-Diva lay outside on the floor grabbing for her unveiled underwear to try and cover herself as she sat on her backside looking up in horror at Candice in the ring who had struck a pose, holding Paige’s shorts aloft. Paige pushed herself to her feet but still made no effort to re-enter the ring as a bare chested Candice beckoned her back in, giggling to herself as Paige still struggled with her exposure, turning as red as her thong despite how many times Candice had stripped and exposed her before now. Candice threw Paige’s shorts to the crowd as Paige had done with her top and one lucky man grabbed them from the air and buried his face into them.

With Paige still stood covering herself outside the ring Candice moved to the corner with the pole and slowly clambered to the second rope, pausing to pose to the crowd.