last woman standing part 3

sasha fights her way to her feet once more.

sasha swings at charlotte but charlotte kicks her in the leg.

the impact throws her aim off and sasha's fist glances off of Charlotte's right breast.

immediately charlotte is all over her a flurry of fists.

charlottes fists slam down with bruising ****.

"DONT' YOU EVER TOUCH ME AGAIN!' Charlotte screams.

DONT TOUCH ME! DONT TOUCH ME! DONT TOUCH ME!"

sasha is too preocupied hiding behind her arms to see but tears are streaming down Charlotte's face.

her fists are striking with ungodly strength and **** and sasha can do nothing but defend herself.

sasha tries to climb to her feet but charlotte mounts her and wraps her fingers around sasha's throat squeezing hard.

sasha gasps as she claws at charlottes powerful fingers.

sasha can see the tears and hear the quiver in charlottes voice as she keeps screaming "DONT TOUCH ME! DONT YOU EVER FUCKING TOUCH ME AGAIN!

charlottes voice begans to **** up into sobs as she bludgeons sasha with her fists.

Charlotte had repressed the memories of her ****.

she hadnt talked about it with anyone or thought about it since.

she had completely blocked it from her mind but when sasha touched her it had all come flooding back.

the pain. the shame and humiliation was too much to bear.

in a total fury charlotte retrieves the pipe she had taken from sasha and begins beating her hard with it.

"stop!" sasha hears herself half sob as she struggles to her knees.

Charlotte keeps pounding sasha with the pipe until her arm is too tired to move.

charlotte stops and just stands heaving for breath holding the pipe as if she wants to outright kill sasha with it.

the ref begins counting as sasha struggles to her knees once more.

7.....8......

some how sasha makes it back to her feet. she tries to draw on her anger for becky's injuries but shes so drained it isnt working.

and the sight of charlottes tears, her PAIN at being violated begins to eat at sasha's conscience.

"charlotte, I'm-"

"DON'T YOU DARE APOLOGIZE TO ME SASHA! YOU ARENT SORRY YOU MONSTER!"

charlotte charges forward slamming her into the wall.

sasha sees stars as she slides to the ground under the **** of charlottes fists once more.

charlotte just kicks her and beats her with the pipe repeatedly.

when charlotte has to stop and breathe she drops the pipe to the floor with a metallic clatter.

the ref begins counting." one! two! three! four! five!"

sasha moans and struggles to a sitting position but charlotte kicks her and pummels her again.

"seven! eight!"

sasha makes one last valiant attempt to rise but she falls to the floor.

"NINE! TEN!"

the bell rings.

"here is your winner and new raw womens champion Charlotte flair!"

the ref hands charlotte the belt but she barely sees it.

charlotte just stands there heaving for breath as beads of sweat run between her large breasts and down the hard muscles of her abs.

her hair is wild and messy as she stares down at sasha.

"fuck you sasha. never again. never." charlotte turns and walks away as the medics tend to the battered boss.