Until Becky finds an equaliser!

Becky is just reaching around the turnbuckle, going to Paige’s boot when Charlotte grabs the back of her attire and pulling back hard. Becky is pulled across the mats as the top of her arse and the top of a thong, purple to match her bra, is suddenly on show! The crowd are excited but Charlotte isn’t trying to strip Becky yet, instead grabbing her bra straps and pulling Becky to her feet. When Becky is turned around however she has a grin on her face and Flair has a second to register that Becky is holding something in her hands before Becky smashes the object into Charlotte’s stomach.

Charlotte drops to the floor, grabbing at her belly and gasping for air while Becky limps around her until she is standing behind Charlotte smiling and holding the original paddle, the one with no words on it that had been hung from the pole at the start of the match and that the ref had removed to put up Paige’s new ‘Bitch’ one. Becky stroked the long piece of black wood while smirking down at Charlotte who was now retching from the impact. The crowd cheered both Becky’s sudden turning of the tide and the introduction of a paddle as Becky looks around at them all, as if wondering if them wanted to see more and only smiling wider as they cheered louder. All Paige could do was look on in horror as Becky lifted the paddle high into the air and brought it down onto Charlotte’s back, getting a cry of pain as the Queen collapsed to the mat, landing on her huge tits which flattened beneath her. Becky brought the paddle down again, letting the crowd sheer then doing it a third time with Charlotte just writhing on the outside of the ring. Then Becky grabbed Charlotte by the hair and pulled her to her feet and leaning her against the ring apron before once again slapping the paddle across her mid section.

Charlotte was in trouble now and Becky knew it as she went to throw the queen once again into the ring. But the Queen tried to resist, simply lying half in and half out the ring, leaving her arse in the air in a very precarious position. Becky looked at her foe before shrugging and spanking the paddle across Charlotte’s backside with the most satisfying of slap sounds, getting a loud squeak from Charlotte who then scrambled into the ring. Becky followed suit, leaving the paddle on the apron as she entered and standing as best she could, essentially on one leg after the figure eight, but still smirking as Charlotte struggled to her own feet and turned around, right into Becky’s waiting arms and perfect for the Lass Kicker to deliver a Bex-ploder suplex.

Then Charlotte lay almost unmoving in the ring with Becky standing over her still smiling and knowing what to do as Paige looked on from the outside in horror, knowing what came next.