Trish obviously!

No sooner had the two women hit the mat then Torrie was regretting her decision. Weakened from both the match and the post-match **** she was instantly at a disadvantage. Struggling as best she could she could just not stand up to the furious **** that Trish lay down on her, only managing to roll over to a better position a few times before Trish flipped her back onto her back. The crowd cheered the sight of the two half naked ladies gyrating against each other, but Torrie was just looking for a way to escape before worse happened to her, seemingly finding it as the catfight rolled under the bottom rope and out onto the arena floor.

Hitting the crash mats on the outside the two broke apart and Torrie tried to run, pushing herself to her feet she only made it a few steps before Trish clubbed her from behind and knocked her down again. Torrie looked to try and run again but there was no escaping as Trish grabbed the back of her thong and pulled it upwards, the thin material being hauled up into Torrie’s cunt and giving her a camel toe wedgie. Crying out in Pain Torrie was hauled to her feet before being thrown across the announce table, bent over it and held in place by Trish as the Canadian pulled up Torrie’s thong again before pulling it down to her ankles. The crowd gasped as Torrie’s pussy was shown in full view to everyone watching, Torrie herself being able to offer little in the way of resistance other than some slight kicking of her feet.

Laughing Trish looked around for something to keep the embarrassment going and found it in the form of the wires that connected the monitors to the table. Grabbing them Trish wrapped one around Torrie’s right hand and then another around her left, essentially tying her in place and ensuring that there was no chance she could free herself from her terrible position. Crying Torrie was **** to just ly there, spread across the table with her shaved pussy on display to a leering crowd as Trish clambered onto the table and stood over her, screaming **** at her again. Even when officials came to try and free Torrie or at least cover her up Trish tried to stop them and Torrie was only finally freed once Trish had been subdued and everyone who was watching had already seen enough of Torrie. In tears the American sweetheart fled the ringside area in a ridiculous waddle with both hands clasped between her legs to the sound of Trish Stratus’ music.