Trish tries to finish degrading Stacy

Trish uses her left hand to grab hold of the enormous fake cock attached to her, angling it downward to not make contact with Stacy’s ass, but lay underneath it and just shy of her soaking wet pussy. Meanwhile, her right comes around Stacy’s waist, and she grabs onto the middle ring rope that Keibler’s waist is resting on. Trish slowly inches closer to the Stacy’s ass, now with her covered midsection up against it, lifting the fake cock a couple times to playfully slap against Stacy’s eager pussy only further teasing the sex crazed diva. Trish pushes her thong clad ass back, looking like she’s about thrust her toy into Stacy’s crotch, when suddenly she’s violently yanked backwards by her long, blonde hair.

Trish loses her grip on the ring rope, in addition to the appendage currently bouncing around by the sudden pull, which has enough power to drag Trish down onto her back and hit her head off the canvas. The camera pans over to see who pulled Trish away from Stacy, to be none other than...Stephanie McMahon!!

Stephanie wasn’t at the arena until the point when Trish had delivered the wedgie to Stacy, but saw everything since, and couldn’t stand by to see one of her bitter rivals do something like this to an innocent diva like Stacy. Trish was still groggy & laid out on her back, as Stephanie first undid the belt and removed the strap-on from Trish, once again exposing her whole red thong. Then, feeling Trish deserved some well justice for humiliating Stacy as much as she had.

Stephanie never shy to try and humble the fake Trish Stratus, immediately reached to the bottom of her top, yanking and pulling like a child at a wrapped present on Christmas, until finally she shook Trish right out of her snug top and displaying her phony 36D breasts in an ill decided (see through) red mesh bra. Almost as if they were watching the show, the camera caught Stratus’ large, puffy nipples begin to stiffen, and visibly poke hard against the mesh cups of her bra.

Stephanie smiles as Trish begins to stir a tiny bit, knowing Trish was about to become aware of her latest embarrassing display, to go along with her darkened wet spot in her thong earlier on. Steph stomps a few times on Stratus’ midsection with her high heeled foot, making Trish groan while writhing in pain with each stomp.

“Time to wake up you blonde bimbo. It’s time for you to see how dressed, or I should say, undressed you are right now.” Trish’s eyes shoot wide open, looking downward to see the red straps & trim of her bra and a little further down, her hardened pointy nipples standing upward through her bra cups. “Well, I must say Trish it’s quite daring of you to wear such a revealing & unsupporting bra for a bra & panties match. With such large nipples, how could you think such a thin bra was a good idea?”

Trish immediately sits up, blushing profusely, and makes an effort to stand up to make an escape. “I don’t think so Trish!” Stephanie yells out, grabbing Trish by her long blonde hair yanking her backwards. “For what you’ve done to poor Stacy here, you think me just exposing your slutty bra is enough to make it equal?”

Trish **** to make it out before it got worse throws a back elbow, striking Stephanie in the stomach, making Steph let go of her hair. Still effected from the stomps she received, Trish is slower moving than normal to getaway, not making it more than a step or two before she feels a tug from behind. A pissed off Stephanie with her other arm not covering her stomach, in her haste, was able to reach out and her hand on one of Trish’s skimpy undergarments.

“Bad move trying to escape Trish, it’s only going to raise the stakes of your humiliation tonight.”