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Paige doesn’t waste any time teasing like when she was taking Bayley’s tights off, instead she just pulls up and starts yanking and tearing at the Hugger’s wrestling top. And while it is stretchy and made of a non-cheap material, Paige’s aggression is enough to completely rip it off Bayley’s body, revealing her conservative black bra.

“Oh c’mon, just a basic black and white bra and panty set? I was expecting something more fun,” Paige playfully pouts as she tosses the remains of Bayley’s shirt out to the audience, the Hugger weakly trying to raise her arms and cover her chest. Paige doesn’t allow her to though, stomping down at her and then straddling Bayley for a unique cover attempt that also leaves her arms pinned at her sides.

“Count.” Paige commands, pointing down to the mat as the ref drops down to do so.

1!

2–Kick Out!

Bayley manages to **** a shoulder up right as the ref hits two, but Paige quickly follows up, wrapping her legs around Bayley’s midsection for a bodyscissors.

“C’mon baby girl, scream for me,” Paige says, chuckling as she feels Bayley writhing around and weakly trying to **** the grip of her legs apart. “You don’t wanna scream, maybe this’ll do it,” Paige then mockingly gasps as she reaches and grabs the left strap of Bayley’s bra, the crowd torn between stunned silence and going insane as she teases actually exposing her bare chest. Before Paige could try though, Bayley sends a couple of frantic, panicked elbows back at Paige, breaking the body scissors and saving what remained of her modesty.

“You—you…” Bayley stumbles over her words, stunned by what Paige just tried to do as she rushes towards her, only to get hit with another Superkick, knocking her flat on her back. Paige drops down for another quick cover afterwards.

1!

2–Kick Out!

“UGH! Count faster!” Paige barks at the ref, frustrated by the kick out but still in total control.