After the show, the Chicks headed to their dressing room to could get gussied up before they went out to celebrate Emily's birthday. But when they got in the rather large dressing room, they were surprised to see Jo Dee waiting for them.

"I came by to surprise you Emily and wish you a happy birthday, but it looks like I'm the one who got surprised," Jo Dee said in a hurt and pissed voice as she pushed brusquely by her toward the door. Before Jo Dee got out of the room, lead singer Natalie stepped in front of her.

"Gawd, can'tcha take a joke? She was just kidding, besides lighten up, it's her birthday," Natalie said.

"Get the hell outta my way before I rip your head off Nat," Jo Dee hissed.

"My, my, we are getting grumpy in our old age now aren't we Jo?" Martie said sarcastically from behind.

Jo Dee angrily turned around to face her, but before she could get another word out

WHHAAAAAMMMMM!! Natalie clobbered her with a double ax-handle to the back of the head that sent Jo Dee forward where she was hit by a fist to the jaw by Martie.

"UUUUUUUHHHHHHH!" cried Jo Dee. Before she could figure out what was going on, Natalie grabbed her arms behind and Martie started to pound her rock hard abs. "AAAAHHHHH, UUUUUHHHHHH," was all Jo Dee got out before the two Chicks worked the gorgeous redhead's body over ending any ability to make sound until Emily stopped them and snapped, "Bring her over here."

"Today Jo," Emily told her. "You're gonna learn when you mess with one of us, you mess with all of us!"

Emily drew her fist back for her birthday punch. The punch came fast and hard, but Jo Dee managed to break free and elude the powerful fist. Before Emily could wind up for another punch, her fist smashed right into Natalie's nose, knocking the lead chick to the ground with a bloody nose. Jo Dee quickly took advantage, clotheslining the unsuspecting Martie, who went down with a heavy THUD. With two chicks down in less than a heartbeat, Jo Dee turned to the birthday girl Emily, who was still holding her sore hand. Jo Dee grabbed her hand and locked her fingers with Emily's as she applied a painful amount of pressure.

"OOOOOOOOWWWWWW, OOOHHHHHHH iiiiiittttt huuuurrrrrtttsss, please let go Joooo," Emily squealed.

Jo Dee simply turned up the pressure and bent Emily's hand back making her cry even louder. The powerful redhead then slung the beautiful chick into the wall, dazing her for a few seconds. Then, without warning, Jo Dee ripped Emily's top off and smashed her breasts down into her own birthday cake. Jo Dee pulled Emily out of the cake and nailed her with a hard right to the chin, knocking her flat on her back out cold. Emily lay unconscious with chocolate icing and yellow cake smeared on her breasts and belly. Jo Dee just smiled as she dragged Martie over by her blond hair and laid her with her mouth on Emily's tit.

"Here ya go Mart, have some birthday cake, it's on Emily!" Jo Dee laughed as she positioned the unconscious girl on her other victim. Jo Dee then placed Natalie at Emily's other breast. "There Nat, I wouldn't want you to get jealous," she said as she worked Natalie's lips down over Emilie's erect nipple.

Pleased with her dismantling of the trio, Jo Dee slapped her hands together and said "Happy birthday Emily, It's hell getting old, isn't it?"

She walked away, leaving the door open so anyone passing could see how the Chicks celebrated their birthdays. When Martie started to wake up, she instinctively started licking when she tasted the chocolate icing. As she came too, she realized it was Emily's tit but she didn't stop licking until she heard Emily growing aroused and moaning for more. Martie quickly woke up Emily and Natalie.

"Whhaat happened?" asked a groggy Emily.

A voice from the doorway answered, "Jo Dee kicked all your sorry asses for making fun of her. Looks like she made you pay too."

The voice belonged to sexy sandy brown haired Sheryl Crow. Natalie slowly stood up, wiping the frosting from her lips and the blood from her nose. Emily and Martie also got up, but Emily didn't bother cleaning the cake of her body, she just glared at Sheryl.

"Yep, looks like you bit off more than you could chew girls. About time somebody put you in your places," the smug singer chortled.

Emily was pissed, "I dare you to say that to my face bitch, you're real brave when we're down but I bet your a pussy when you have to get face to face with someone," bare breasted Emily challenged.

Sheryl didn't hesitate; she went nose to nose with the cake covered chick. Unbeknownst to Sheryl, however, Natalie shut and locked the door and sneaked up behind the sexy singer. Once Natalie was in place, Emily slapped Sheryl across the face - hard. When the longhaired singer reared back to punch Emily, Natalie grabbed her arm and held her as Emily plowed her right into Sheryl's soft belly.

"UUUUUUHHHHHHHHHH!!" Sheryl cried in high-pitched feminine voice as the air gushed out of her petite body.

Without hesitation, Martie and Emily grabbed Sheryl by the arms and threw her full force into the heavy wooden door. Sheryl's face and breasts were mashed against the unforgiving oak with a sickening thud. Before her limp body could slide down the wall, Natalie grabbed her thick hair and pulled her backward, screaming the whole way. Natalie flung the off-balance singer back onto her back, cracking her head on the hard floor. Sheryl was dazed as all three Dixie Chicks attacked at once!

Emily immediately reached down and grabbed Sheryl's slender throat, crushing and choking her while the others worked on her clothes. Martie shredded Sheryl's tank top, leaving the helpless singers breasts exposed while Natalie pulled off Sheryl's pants and shoes, then went to work on her panties. In a matter of seconds, the chicks had totally stripped Sheryl down to her birthday suit and had her meek and helpless as a lamb.

Emily continued lightly choking Sheryl, pounding her head into the floor over and over while Martie grabbed Sheryl's nipples and twisted roughly, then attacked the sides of her breasts with her vicious teeth. While Martie chewed Sheryl's breasts, Natalie spread her legs so she could administer a viscous pussy spanking to the helpless singer.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH! Ppplllleeeeeeeeaaaaasssseeeee, AOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH! Stooooooooppp iiitttttttt huuuurrrtts!!" Sheryl shrieked insanely as she was being thoroughly destroyed by the trio. Natalie slapped Sheryl's wide-open pussy until it was deep red and even started to moisten in a sadistic reaction to being dominated and sexually humiliated. Natalie enjoyed the squishy slap-slaping sound Sheryl's pussy made each time her open hand splatted into it. Martie was now working on Sheryl's other breast and Emily was cruelly pulling and ripping at Sheryl's beautiful hair.

"NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOO!" Sheryl cried as she felt Natalie's fingers, enter her pussy.

To shut her up, Emily shoved Sheryl's panties in her mouth to muffle her cries. Tears rolled down Sheryl's face as she was being beaten, humiliated and violated. But Natalie's fingers worked their magic as she found Sheryl's erect clit and dealt with it in a way she knew would put her resistance to a delightful end. Sheryl was beaten not only physically, but sexually and mentally as well as her body bucked violently to the first of many orgasms. Natalie worked her relentlessly and after several minutes of Sheryl's body bucking and arching to one strong orgasm after another, mercifully she passed out. The girls tied the beaten Crow hand and foot and tossed her bound body in the closet.

"This birthday is turning out even better than I thought," Emily purred happily. "Let's go party a while, then we can come back and play with Sheryl some more."

"Yeah, I could use a beer," Natalie said wickedly. "Maybe I'll bring the empty beer bottle back shove it up her pussy and spin it 'til she cries for mercy. You remember how good that feels, right Marie?" Natalie asked with an evil leer.

As the girls strutted happily away, nobody heard the muffled whimpers coming from the closet.
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Sarah Evans (w/Reba McEntire) vs. Tammy Cochran (w/Tanya Tucker)

The ring was empty; the Ryman closed to the public. Most of the people had left except for a few competitors still hanging around. Reba had wrapped various parts of her battered body as she was unwinding after a very rough last few days. She'd come so close to winning the entire tournament, but she came up just a little short at the end. She was still recalling the last match with Teri Clark when Sarah Evans came in to her room.

"My God Reba, you were awesome with Teri, I really thought you were gonna pull it out at the end," hailed Sarah.

"I didn't win, I got beat. There's winners and losers; tonight I was the loser," pouted Reba, disgusted with her performance.

"Oh give me a break red, you took on someone twice your size, ten years younger who had more time to rest than you, yet you still took it to the wire. I'd say you're a winner in my eyes and you gained a lot of respect from a lot of the other girls out there too. Girls like Mindy, Deana, Martina and me. Even Teri couldn't quit talking about you and how she barely pulled it out," praised Sarah and Reba raised her head and couldn't help but smile.

"Really? Or are you just saying that to make me feel better?" Reba asked cautiously.

"You can ask them yourself if you don't believe me," she said. "But that's not why I came. I just wanted to let you know your quick fixes to help me heal, really worked and if your in too bad of shape, you don't really have to be in my corner tonight," Sarah said softly.

"What and disappoint all my fans, I wouldn't thinka missin' it," chirped Reba, her spirits rising as she and Sarah made their way to the ring where Tammy and Tanya were waiting for them.

Tanya gave both girls a scowling smirk and barked to Sarah, "You think that beaten up old has-been's gonna hep ya?"

Reba leaped up onto the ring apron, but Sarah held her back, "When I'm done with Tammy she won't be a has-been, she'll be never-was!"

Sarah and Tammy quickly slipped out of their robes and met in the center of the ring. Sarah landed a boot to Tammy's midsection, then quickly suplexed her onto her back, knocking the wind out of the gorgeous blond who gave out a grunt as she hit flat on her back. Sarah then straddled Tammy and began choking her. Sarah wanted to end the fight quickly and since there was no referee this was going to have to be a lights out match.

Unfortunately for Sarah, she was too close to the side of the ring where Tanya was lurking and as she climbed aboard Tammy to take a ride, she suddenly felt her hair being ripped and pulled. She released her stranglehold on Tammy as she was dragged through the ropes by the hair and dumped unceremoniously on the auditorium floor. Tanya got in a good kick to Sarah's already sore ribs before Reba arrived to try an protect her girlfriend.

By the time Reba chased Tanya away, Tammy was fully recovered, had her breath back and was ready and waiting for Sarah as Reba rolled the stunned singer back into the ring. Sarah just made it up on her knees, when she was met by a boot to the face WHHHAAAAAMMMMMM!

Sarah collapsed instantly, but was dragged back to her knees by Tammy hauling on her brown hair. Sarah was still trying to get her balance when Tammy's knee smashed her nose, breaking it again! The sexy young brunette was reeling, seeing double and realizing too late she'd made a terrible mistake when she accepted Tammy's challenge. Tammy also realized that, with just a few more blows, Sarah would be all hers for the taking!

Tammy lifted the dazed beauty to her feet and draped her body over the corner turnbuckles. Sarah felt two arms grab hers and lock her in place as they pulled her arms behind her. Tanya had Sarah in a tight hold as Tammy ran to the other side of the ring, bounced off the ropes and took off full speed with the dazed and helpless Sarah in her sights. Within seconds it was all over!

Tammy lay unconscious, sprawled on the mat and Sarah was victorious! At the last second, Reba had clobbered Tanya in the back of the head with her favorite pair of brace knuckles, then shoved Sarah out of the way. When Tammy arrived in the corner, Sarah was gone but Reba was set and waiting. She clocked Tammy right between her eyes with her brass knuckles, crushing the blondes pert little nose and leaving it a gushing bloody mess.

"Has-been my ass," Reba sneered as she helped her girlfriend from the ring leaving a pair of beaten blondes in her wake.
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Mistress Match: Teri Clark vs. Shania Twain (winner gets Faith Hill) by Clyde

"Are you here Faith," asked Teri in a soft voice as she knocked on Faith's door.

"Yeah, but I wanna go to the ring by myself," Faith answered, her voice cracking as if she were weeping.

Respecting her girlfriend's wish, tall Canadian Teri headed for the ring in her robe and a black cowboy hat carrying a leather bag full of goodies. As she climbed into the ring, Teri was stopped cold in her tracks at the sight before her. Across the ring, Shania sat perched up on the top turnbuckle with a leg draped over the opposing ropes. She was spread-legged, wearing fishnet thigh-hi stockings that left the top of her thighs bare, but were complemented by fishnet panties that covered absolutely nothing! Long, dark hair flowed over her left shoulder covering her proud left breast; her right breast showed off in a black bra with the front cut-out to show her nipple. She had a black stud collar around her neck and carried a riding crop in her hand which she impatiently slapped on her thigh as Teri stared open-mouthed. On her feet, she wore spiked high heels that really made her look like a hellcat, but she slipped them off the second Teri entered the ring.

"Where's my little bitch?" Shania barked viciously. "She chicken out and run back to that useless hubby of hers?"

"I'm right here, and you better watch who yer calling your little bitch," Faith called out in an uncharacteristically sultry and seductive voice.

Teri was as stunned at Faith's appearance as she had been by Shania's when Faith dropped her white silk robe to reveal herself in red stiletto heels, red fishnet stockings that went a mile up her long legs to a red garter belt and red leather crotchless panties. Teri could see a tuft of Faith's dense blond bush pushing it's way out around the crotch panel and, like Shania, Faith also had an open front bra. Her long blond hair cascaded down her back and under the hot ring lights it glowed like a golden silk blanket.

"You have to get through Teri before I'm your - anybody's - bitch," Faith said. "But you can believe I'll be a good little girl if, or when, you get me," Faith added, teasing both girls as if she enjoyed being the focus of their attention as well as the winner's prize.

Unable to take her lusting eyes from Faith's rock hard nipples, Teri never saw Shania sneaking up behind her. But Faith shrieked a warning to her friend and, without missing a beat, Teri spun and clotheslined sultry Shania right off of her feet. Shania's feet were pointing straight up at the ceiling when her back slammed into the ring knocking the air out of her. As she lay gasping for air, Teri quickly went over to her ringside bag of tricks.

Teri had done enough wrestling the last few days to last her a lifetime but this was a mistress match and she intended to treat it like one! Shania slowly began to stir and rolled over onto her belly before she started to push herself up. But it was already too late! Teri grabbed the brunette's wrists and pulled her arms behind her back where she quickly handcuffed the bad girl before Shania really knew what was happening.

"You can't do this you bitch!" screamed an angry and terrified Shania. "Let me go right now!"

Teri grabbed her helpless opponent around the waist and lifted her hips, then put her down with her knees under her so her ass was sticking in the air and her face was pressed to the floor. With her hands cuffed behind her back, her raised ass high in the air and only by a pair of fishnet panties between her pussy and Teri, Shania was totally helpless!

In a husky, domineering tone, Teri shot back, "YOU ONLY SPEAK WHEN SPOKEN TO MY LITTLE SUB SLUT!"

Then Teri cracked a riding crop across Shania's creamy, raised, exposed, ass.

"YYYYIIIIEEEEE!!!!" Shania squealed, her voluptuous butt bouncing under Teri's stern cropping.

Teri again cropped Shania's ass, the two strokes forming a welted T on her pale flesh. Then Teri began rubbing the riding crop slowly back and forth between Shania's legs; sliding it easily up and down in the deepening groove in her rapidly-growing-wet panties.

"Eeeewwww, I think somebody's pussy needs a good spanking too," Teri cooed as she pressed the crop harder into Shania's sopping slit.

Shania just whimpered as Teri teased her precious pussy until Teri removed the crop and then brought it down with a flick of her wrist; slapping the slut's slit...WHAAM!

Teri felt someone slam their forearm across the back of her head and she went sprawling face down the floor. She looked back in shock and saw...Faith Hill! Her girlfriend had hit her! Faith grabbed Teri by the back of the hair and began ramming her face into the canvas until she was too stunned to react. Then Faith left Teri, went over and took the handcuffs from the wrists of humiliated songstress Shania.

"What took you so long, dammit," cried a very sore Shania as she struggled to her feet.

"Sorry, but I had to wait until she got too involved to notice me sneak up behind her," Faith replied with a leer as she ran her fingers over the welts on Shania's butt.

Both girls went to work on their much stronger adversary; Faith handcuffing Teri's arms behind her back, then Shania viscously grabbing Teri's hair and dragging her across the ring on her knees. Shania threw Teri on her knees with her head draped over the second rope. Shania threw a leg over the back of Teri's head and pressed down, pressing her throat on the rope to choke her.

"Now were gonna see who's gonna be whose sub, you stupid bitch," Shania snarled. "Faith, get that goddam riding crop o' hers!"

Faith ripped the crop back and forth across both cheeks of Teri's raised, exposed ass; tearing into the big woman's bottom with a vengeance. She didn't ease up for a second and continued her wicked assault with one crack after another until Teri broke down and her strangled shrieks echoed in the cavernous auditorium. Finally, Shania lifted her leg and pulled Teri off the ropes, rolling her over backward onto on her back, then kicking her to knock out of her whatever air she had left after being choked. Sucking in air as well as she could in the circumstances, a dazed Teri just stared up in shock and dismay at Faith and Shania who stood hip-to-hip with their arms around each other and glared at her with an air of smug superiority.

"Why?" gasped Teri when she finally got her breath.

Her mind was racing, trying to figure out why Faith had turned on her. She'd saved Faith time and again, she even got into this silly Mistress Match because she was trying to defend Faith's honor. Now, the bitch had turned on her! It just didn't make any sense to Teri.

"Well it's really quite simple, dear sweet Teri," Faith purred seductively. "You see my girl, Shania and I are true Diva's of country music. Then you waltzed in here with your big black hat and tried to claim the heavyweight title. No, I don't think so!" she said as she looked at Shania who pursed her lips as she shook her head 'no' in complete agreement with the blonde.

"You disrespected Shania in the ring by not even giving her a chance," Faith continued. "Then you treat me like I'm your little treat. Now, when Shania had me," Faith went on, pausing to kiss her Mistress on the lips. "She showed me how a real Diva acts; how to really dominate a bitch. Truth be told Teri my dear, you're simply NOT in the same class as Shania and I as an entertainer. Now, we're gonna show you who the real Queens of Country music are...and why!"

With Teri's hands still securely cuffed behind her, Faith and Shania each reached down and pinched one of Teri's nipples with their thumb and forefinger, then used their dual grips to pull her, screaming in pain, to her feet in bug-eyed terror. They each put a foot in Teri's belly and leaned back, stretching the big Canadian's rubbery nipples and breasts farther out from her heaving chest than she remembered them ever being stretched by anyone. When Teri's eyes were so full of tears she couldn't see, they removed their feet from her body and used their nipple pinching holds to slingshot her between them, sending her flying headfirst to the corner.

Teri's big body smacked into the corner turnbuckle with a breathtaking impact. She almost fell, but she kept her feet and she slowly turned around, leaning back over the top turnbuckle panting and gasping at the awful pain in her bare breasts. Faith walked up to their helpless prey and pressed her body up against Teri, their bare breast's meeting, but Teri's huge tit's making Faith's perky little mounds seem pitiful by comparison as Faith leaned on her, their four breasts mushrooming between them.

Faith put her lips inches from Teri's and said hungrily, "You 'always' liked having my body pressed up against yours. Well hon, this time, you're not the one in charge. Now, I get to dominate YOU!"

"When I get out of this," Teri screamed. "I'm gonna rip both your heads off! And you Faith, you piece of shit traito..."

SMAAAAAACK! Faith's hand cracked Teri right across the face.

"Shaddup Teri. You're gonna do as you're told," Faith barked as she grabbed Teri's red, swollen nipple and began to pinch and twist cruelly. "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH" Teri cried as she raised one foot and then the other, hopping around in agony. "You're gonna pay for this Faith. I...AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! Oh shit! Stop...stop...stop...stop..." Teri babbled in pain as Faith kept twisting and torturing her tits.

While Faith was playing with Teri's tormented titties, Shania took a few minutes to go through Teri's bag of goodies to see what she might find. She grinned as she took out a large strap-on dildo.

"Oh boy! This'll work great!" Shania giggled as she proudly strapped it on, then swaggered up behind Faith with the plastic prick bobbing ahead of her lewdly. Faith was violently paint-brushing Teri's face, sweeping her open hand back and forth across Teri's flushed cheeks, bleeding nose and swollen lips. "Hey, save some for me, girlfriend," Shania cooed as she playfully hugged Faith from behind and slid the thick dildo in between Faiths slim thighs.

"Hey, cut that out. You can have me later," Faith said, swatting behind her to get the fake dick away from her butt. "Right now, I wanna see you fuck the shit out of Miss No Body over here," Faith snapped curtly as she stepped aside to give Shania access to the helpless Teri.

"WAIT JUST ONE DAMN MINUTE!" came a loud, dominating voice from the shadows. "NOBODY'S FUCKING NOBODY, WITHOUT ME BEIN' INVOLVED!!!"

Shania and Faith spun around startled, peering into the darkness to see who was interrupting their fun. Out of the shadows appeared redheaded fireball, Jo Dee Messina. Teri looked up through teary eyes and her rapidly beating heart sunk as she recognized the newcomer as her arch-rival. Swinging a muscular leg between the ropes, Jo Dee climbed into the ring, paused to rummage through Teri's bag of goodies where she found a pair of brass knuckles. She slipped them on, embracing as her own.

"So, I see big bad Teri, the new champ ain't getting a whole lotta respect now, is she," Jo Dee sneered as she rolled across the ring.

Both Shania and Faith remained quiet, meekly parting to give Jo Dee a straight line to Teri. With Faith and Shania on either side of her, Jo Dee grabbed Teri's chin and lifted her head. "Oh Teri, Teri, Teri," she murmured sympathetically. "You look like shit. "S'matter Teri, you bite off more than you could chew this time?" Shania and Faith made eye contact with each other, unsure what to do about Jo Dee's interference. Finally, they just watched with eager anticipation to see what was going to happen next. "You know," Jo Dee went on. "When you beat me in the ring, you took away something I wanted more than anything - to be the next Queen of Country Music. You took that away from me," Jo Dee said as she slowly ran the cold brass over Teri's nipples, smiling as they came erect. "But you took that title fair and square. Now I come in here and see these two wanna-be Diva's disrespecting my Queen....well, that turns my stomach!"

Without warning, Jo Dee spun and drove her fist deep into Faith's unsuspecting midsection, doubling her over. A superb uppercut straightened the willowy blonde up and sent her toppling backward through the ropes, out of the ring, across the apron and down to the floor below. Shania quickly recovered from her shock and jumped on Jo Dee's back. But the redhead run backward into the turnbuckle where Teri's body was slumped, smashing the smaller beauty between their big bodies. Jo Dee heard the air leave Shania's lungs and she smiled, stepped forward and slammed her back again; crushing the Canadian beauty.

"Uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" was all Shania could say as she slid down Teri's slippery body and puddled between her feet.

With Faith out of the ring on the floor and Shania lying smashed in the corner, Jo Dee retrieved the handcuff key and released Teri from her bondage.

"You know Teri, we may not all like you, but they sure as hell better respect you. Now, care to join me in a generous helping of hot Diva Pie?" Jo Dee said as she extended her hand and offered to help her new friend up.

Teri massaged her ravaged breasts as she mumbled her thanks to Jo Dee, blushing at having needed her help to overcome Faith Hill and Shania Twain of all people. Just the though of her humiliation filled Teri's body with rage, her anger blocking out all of the pain. She focused her anger on Faith who had double-crossed her.

As she made a b-line for the dizzy blond, Teri told Jo Dee, "Do what you want with Shania, Faith's all mine!"

Jo Dee didn't hesitate. She went back to the slowly recovering Shania, reached down and yanked her up by her thick brown hair. Shania yelped as she tried to balance on wobbly legs as Jo Dee grabbed her by her strapped-on cock and pulled her into the middle of the ring. Shania squealed and cried as the strap caught some of the dark, lush pussy hair and plucked them out as Jo Dee pulled on the plastic prick. With little effort, Jo Dee scooped Shania up over her shoulders in a torture rack, then she stretched the sexy brunette's tight body like a pair of cheap panty hose. Shania's long hair swayed, her thick faux cock sticking straight up; waving like a flag pole as Shania howled like a beaten animal.

Meanwhile, on the floor outside of the ring, Teri approached the willowy blonde, who was still laying dazed and disoriented, flat on her back. Faith's beautiful hair was fanned out perfectly, like a golden halo about her head and Teri stepped on it to pin her down by it. With two feet on Faith's hair, Teri began to exact revenge!

"So, you like it rough, eh bitch!" Teri hissed. "Well, this will teach you to be careful what you wish for!"

Teri reached down and grabbed Faith's arms, pulling up. Faiths chest came up off the floor but her head was slowly being bent back because her hair wasn't coming off the floor as long as Teri was standing on it.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! You’re ripping my hair out Teri. Oh Teri, please.....stooopp! I'm sorry, I'll do anything, just stop?"

Faith shrieked until Teri lowered her arms which brought a loud sigh of relief to the sexy blond. Bu then Teri suddenly yanked her up again, and then again and again until Faith was sobbing uncontrollably and babbling incoherently in pain. When Teri stepped off of Faith's blond locks, she lifted the frazzled blond up by the arms. Without hesitation, Teri went after Faith's nipples. Taking a vice-like grip on both nipples, she violently snapped her wrists, dropping the squealing Faith down on her knees, then twisting her wrists and lifted her back up again!

Finally, Teri jerked the whimpering Diva up and pulled around the corner of the ring. Teri backed up the steps, dragging Faith along by the nipples. When she had Faith inside the ring, Teri bent Faith over backward and squeezed her head between her thunder thighs with Faith staring up at her pussy. Then she reached around her waist and clasped her hands at the small of Faith's back, flipping the blonde upside down and holding her inverted with her long, pale legs waggling in the air for a pile driver. As Teri held Faith, the blondes pussy was right in front of her face, so she craned her neck and sloooooooowly furrowed the full length of Faiths wet pussy, her tongue spreading the swollen lips easily. As she felt Faith shiver with excitement, Teri viscously piledrove her head down into the unforgiving canvas. WHOMP!

After holding Shania for a couple of minutes in the torture rack, Jo Dee decided to give her a traditional backbreaker. After that, she pounded on Shania's sexy little tummy until the brunette couldn't take any more and tossed her limp, unconscious body in the middle of the ring. Teri and Jo Dee looked at each other and smiled, then Teri tossed Faith's body next to Shania's. Jo Dee kicked Shania over face down, then sat on her back, while Teri put the woozy Faith face down and sat on her back so that Jo Dee and Teri sat facing each other on the backs of their beaten and helpless opponents who were also face-to-face. Jo Dee took Shania's hands and wrapped them in Faiths stringy, wet, long blond hair.

"OK slut," Jo Dee said huskily. "Get a good tight grip on Faiths hair and pretend your life depends on hanging on to it."

Without hesitation, Shania dug into Faiths gorgeous hair and gripped it tightly. With hardly any energy, Faith was barely able to yelp at the pain, but then she was told to do the same thing to Shania's hair. With all of the energy she had left, Faith grabbed Shania's hair and held on tight, drawing a small cry of pain from the sexy Canadian.

"Wow, this is precious, isn't it Teri?" Jo Dee laughed. "I think we should have a tug of war to see which of us is really stronger."

"Good idea," Teri growled. "Yeah! And whoever loses her hold on the other's hair first loses. As added incentive girls, the loser wins a free ass stuffing with my 'bitch-tamer' dildo. Just a little extra incentive for neither one of you to let go!"

Both Jo Dee and Teri walked around and grabbed the pretty little divas by the ankles. They counted to three and then the two powerhouse singers yanked on their girls legs as if they were a length of rope. Instantly, Shania and Faith shrieked in pain as the other tightly held onto her hair. Shania grunted wildly as Faith wrapped her fingers around in her soft brown hair and Shania made sure her grip was equally painful for Faith who shrieked and screamed for mercy.

But there was no mercy! Teri and Jo Dee continued the degenerate game as they pulled and stretched the divas wildly. Not wanting to lose, and be punished even more horribly, Faith and Shania held on for dear life as Jo Dee and Teri each gave a viciously hard yank and - accompanied by a hellacious scream from Shania and Faith - they ripped the helpless divas apart. Faith's upper body slammed to the mat where she lay unconscious, her clenched fists filled with two thick handfuls of long brown hair. Shania lay sobbing uncontrollably, using her fists to massage her own head while she still clutched thick strands of blond hair in both hands.

Not wanting to miss a beat, Teri and Jo Dee flipped the humiliated women up against each other belly to belly and drove a double headed dildo into both their pussy's. Shania's moaning woke Faith who was starting to moan herself. Teri wrapped Shania's arms around Faith, then handcuffed them at the back of the beaten blond; Jo Dee did the same with Faith's arms, wrapping them around Shania and locking them in place. Then for fun, Teri reached in her bag and pulled out two pair of double-sided nipple clamps and clamped the divas four breasts together.

"Well, since they ARE Divas," laughed Teri. "I guess they SHOULD stick together."

"And since we're not invited to be part of their group, then maybe we should start one of our own, whaddaya think Teri?" Jo Dee asked.

They kissed to seal the deal, their hands roaming slowly over each others bodies as Faith and Shania watched with tear-filled eyes. Warming up nicely, Teri and Jo Dee left hand in hand; leaving sexy Faith Hill and Shania Twain in the ring, beaten, cuffed, clamped and humiliated beyond belief where they were found by the cleaning crew on Monday morning. Jo Dee and Teri began touring together and there were unbelievable stories of the wild parties they had together, but those stories are probably better told in another forum!