Torrie wins!

The crowd go insane at the sight of the two lingerie clad women rolling back and forth on the mat with each other, becoming a mess of exposed skin rippling in their tiny items of clothing as blonde hair obscured all else. First Trish was on top, then Torrie was and both took every opportunity to rain blows onto each other in a surprisingly violent, if not erotic display.

Finally Trish roiled herself onto of Torrie, her smooth legs wrapped around Torrie’s tanned stomach and looked down at her exhausted opponent. Taking time to adjust her bra as Torrie was incapacitated Trish narrowly avoided the embarrassment of one of her breasts slipping free as it had become dangerously close to exposure. The crowd boos but Trish merely looks about at them with contempt before looking down at Torrie again and raising a fist above her head, maybe looking to strike a few more blows. As she does so however Torrie springs to life. Maybe she was playing possum or maybe it was out of desperation but she grabs the front of Trish’s bra and rips it down. The bra doesn’t rip completely free but both shoulder straps come away allowing the cups to roll down and for Trish’s voluptuous breasts to become completely exposed, her large nipples surrounded by the pale skin of a bikini tan lines.

Screaming Trish tries to roll away, flopping onto her stomach and crawling like a worm, her hands pressed across her breasts underneath her as she pushed herself along with her feet, panic-stricken eyes looking around wildly. Trish doesn’t make it far however as Torrie crawls after her, grabbing the back of her thong and furiously raining slaps down across Trish’s wobbling backside. Trish cries out in pain as she tries to escape, still crawling despite Torrie’s grasp of her thong pulling it lower and lower, not that it covered enough of her arse to begin with.

So urgent was Trish’s desire to escape that she kept on crawling, her backside stinging from Torrie’s vicious spanks until her thong was down around her knees and her pink pussy was occasionally on show between her flailing legs. Torrie ended her spanking mostly out of surprise that Trish was so **** to escape that she would humiliate and reveal herself even more but not wanting to disappoint the fans, as she stood up she yanked the tiny piece of clothing off of Trish in one final yank.

No sooner was Trish free then she darted from the ring, rolling under the bottom rope and landing gracelessly on her feet she stumbled up the ramp, tears in her eyes with one hand covering her cunt while the other was wrapped around one of her breasts, seemingly unaware that the other was swinging freely as she fled o the back to the chorus of cheers and jeers. Back in the ring Torrie realised there was no use covering up and posed for the crowd that by this point was composed entirely of her fans.