Dolly finishes it.

Dolly had Plunder in a scissor hold around the belly and had her arm twisted behind her back. Plunder, though, was able to flex her abs to fight back.

Outside the ring, Loot and Lisa McVan were both down. Loot had been hit with the ring bell by Lisa, then Captain Marge had hit Lisa with a chair. Chichi jumped on Marge's back, but Marge grabbed the little cheerleader by the hair and flipped her over her shoulders.

The only problem there was that Marge wasn't actually a wrestler, and she was still outnumbered 3 to 1, what with Wendy, Melissa and Allison at ringside. Melissa grabbed Marge by the hair and pulled her into a front chancery hold.

"We got everything under control, Dolly, so if she wants to prolong her agony, let her. Hell, help her."

Allison laughed, but Wendy frowned. "Yeah, but what if Tanya sends out one of her bodyguards or something? I don't think we should waste time."

"Hey, if she wants to be stubborn, I've got just the thing." Dolly was smiling - scissoring someone bigger and stronger than she was, was something she enjoyed immensely.

Working her thighs up Plunder's body, Dolly opened them and then snapped them shut around Plunder's chest, applying the scissor hold across her boobs. They were already sore from when Daisy Dixie had been knee dropping them.

Plunder tapped out.

Dolly jumped to her feet. Chichi left off where she'd been banging Loot's face into the floor to join her in the ring, and they took the tag titles they were given.