Delisha and it's not good!

Delisha slowly rises up with her body aching.

She looks at Mimi, who is moaning under her, and feel a rage brewing.

Delisha grabs Mimi's skirt and rips it and then strapon, leaving Mimi completely nude like she is but with that silly French maid braid that she has on.

She then grabs Mimi's chin and open her mouth and shove the strapon that was used to fuck her with down Mimi's throat.

"Glk! Blk! GRk!" Mimi gags as Delisha throat fucks her.

"Like de taste o' me poehssy juice, you slag! den you foehckin chahke ahn it!" Delisha screams.

"GLK! BRLK! MRRK!" Is all the response that Delisha gets out of Mimi.

Delisha soon stops leaving the strapon hanging from Mimi's mouth as she slowly gets up from the carnage.

She looks around weakly as she can barely stand with blood seeping from her forehead, stinging her eyes when she spots something that makes her smile.

Delisha picks up a jar with a screw on tap and holds it up to the crowd.

"What does she has there, Scot?" Debbie asks.

"I...I don't...don't know." Scot says.

Delisha then unscrews the cap and turns up side down and spills sparkling stuff on the ring.

"Oh my gwad. Those are thumbs tacks." Scot yells as Delisha finishes emptying it's contents.

"You mean like the stuff you use for the office?"

"The very ones." Scot says as Delisha turns towards Mimi and slowly helps up the top rope.

"But I don't think Delisha is going to use them in a safe or in an professional manner! "

Both Mimi and Delisha are the top rope with Delisha putting Mimi's arm over her head when Mimi starts to fight back. Both wrestlers struggle on the top rope as the world watch.

"This is bad! This is really bad!" Scot moans.

"I can't look!" Debbie cries putting her hands over her face, moving one finger out of her way so she can peak through her hands.