"You may LOOK 'oh so sexy' to your fans when you enter the ring, Torrie, but if they could only see you now...as the scared blond pussy you REALLY ARE!"

Torrie, on her bed wearing just a pink bra and thong, inched backward on her knees. When Vince McMahon suggested the two women room together while training she'd agreed. But Cori had proven to be especially difficult, often employing her own agenda in her wrestling sessions with the lovely blond. Several times Cori had freelanced a rehearsed move and plowed Torrie onto her back. And Vince, who always watched their rehearsals, never reined in the muscular brunette's aggression.

It was near midnight when Cori, in her navy blue sweat top and gym shorts, began to go off on Torrie as she relaxed in bed.

"I don't want to fight you, Cori," Torrie whined. "Please, settle down! You frighten me when get angry!" she pleaded.

Cori smirked at Torrie as she leaned over her and watched the beautiful blonde inch back as far as she could. Cori could see that Torrie, who was still wearing her skimpy pink bikini, was actually trembling. "I've been meaning to kick your ass for a long time, little girl. If the public only knew what a coward you really are", Cori taunted while clenching her fists.

Suddenly, they heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. Torrie looked out the window. It was Vince. The shapely blond hopped off the bed and ran to the door to greet him. Cori appeared upset and even angrier than before that her rival was, at least temporarily, let off the hook.

"I'm so glad you showed up, Vince!" Torrie purred as she fell into his arms. "Cori is picking on me," she complained to her boss, pointing at the muscular brunette.

"Well, it looks to me like she's been picking on you ever since I introduced you to her. I don't know that it's fair, Cori," Vince answered. "After all, you're a hard-core bodybuilder and Torrie is just a sweet, lovely Playboy model. Look at her in that little pink lace bikini," he fawned. "She couldn't hurt a fly. Torrie is the type of girly-girl who faints at the sight of blood. I never would’ve roomed you with her if I thought you’d bully my precious little angel the way you have."

"Your 'precious little angel' is bigger than I am, Vince. Taller, at least," Cori shot back. "She really shouldn't talk behind my back to you unless she can back it up. I don't know why you've promoted such a helpless pussy all these years. Aren't you tired of cuddling her? She has to face the real world, sometime, you know."

"I don't want to wrestle her anymore, Vince!" Torrie whined, snuggling in the safety her bosses arms.. "She’s too rough for me! Please, make her leave.” Then puffing out her chest in a brazen display of her ’goodies’, Torrie grinned and played her ’ace in the hole.’ “Either she goes or I go!" she said, knowing Vince couldn’t afford to lose his best drawing card.

"Torrie, listen to me!" the boss said firmly, holding the blond beauty tight. "Cori's right! Perhaps I HAVE coddled and pampered you far too much. You have to stand up for yourself! I think you should fight Cori. Be a woman, Torrie! At least, try to show some dignity. If you win, she leaves and will never appear on Raw or Smackdown. But if Cori wins, she wrestles Mickie James Monday night and.....I'm afraid I'll...I'll have to let YOU go."

"Nooooo......Vince....please....don't make me fight her!" Torrie begged.

Cori broke into a broad smile. "What's wrong, Torrie? Finally have to fend for yourself? Are you gonna fight, or do I have to beat you up in front of your boss?"

"Well........alright...." Torrie answered hesitantly. Then asked Vince, "Would you like to see us wrestle on my bed?"

"It's as good a place as any," he answered.

Torrie led Cori back into her bedroom with Vince close behind. The lovely blond slowly removed her large bra as she climbed back onto her bed and motioned the well muscled brunette toward her.

"Now where were we?" Torrie asked. "As I recall, you were about to pounce on me when Vince arrived?"

Cori hopped upon the bed, clenched her fists, and gave out a loud scream. Then she attacked! Torrie was ready and they each landed hard, straight, punches to the others face. Cori knocked Torrie backward, then powered her onto her back. Both beauties grunted as they punched and kicked at each other wildly, each fighting passionately with their careers at stake. Torrie twisted Cori onto her side, then found her hair grabbed and yanked by the athletic brunette who pulled the blonde's face into her breasts. Both women struggled to their knees and Cori used her right arm to Headlock Torrie.

WHAP!! "OOOOHHHHH!" Cori moaned as her sexy trainer snapped a straight right to her kidney. BAM....WHAM! Torrie nailed the shapely brunette with a left-right to her belly and Cori released her Headlock. Cori began to throw punches in return with both landing savage punches to the others abs.

"AHHHHH.....UGHHHHH!" Cori doubled over in pain as Torrie snapped a punishing right to her kidney followed by a left to her groin. Torrie grunted as she snapped a savage knee to Cori's ribs. The athletic blond seemed to get stronger as she pounded Cori's belly with her fists and knees. Then Torrie reared back and struck Cori's jaw with a right cross. Cori fell onto her back and Torrie pounced on her. She battered Cori's face with rights and lefts as she sat on top of her and the muscular brunette could not avoid them.

Cori was hurt and wilting under the green eyed blonde's savage attack. Finally, exerting her strong body to the max, Cori gave out a loud scream and bucked Torrie off of her. Cori, with her back to her aggressive opponent, struggled to her knees. But Torrie, lunged at her and twisted her arm behind her back in a painful Half Nelson.

Vince watched the large, bare breasts and nipples of his savage blond grind on Cori's back as the brunette gallantly tried to break the Arm Lock, driving her left elbow back into Torrie's ribs. Torrie grunted from the impact, her face angry as she increased the pressure and maneuvered her body to Cori's far side, then dug her knee into her groin.

"AWWWWWWWW!" grunted Cori as Torrie bent her forward and punched up into her belly; her fist beating the slab of abs over and over. THUD! Cori felt Torrie's knee ram into her lower back as the sensuous blond twisted Cori's other arm up behind her back, then pulled backward her onto her lap.

Tears were streaming down Cori's cheeks from Torrie's punishing body blows and painful arm lock. Cori looked up at Vince as Torrie wrapped her legs around her in a Scissors. The hurting brunette strained her muscular legs but she couldn't break the grip of Torrie's shapely, sensuous, legs from her waist. Finally, Torrie grunting, twisted Cori's arms behind her back with all her might. Cori, her well muscled body beaten down, her legs under complete control by Torrie's legs, and her arms twisted behind her back, sobbed out her submission.

"NO MORE, TORRIE,.....I GIVE UP....NO MORE.... (boo-hoo-hoo)!"

The beautiful blond loosened her Armlock, but maintained her dominant position, then nodded at Vince; her big, bare, breasts undulating and sweat glistening; her nipples coming more erect at the sound of the muscular brunette's submission. Torrie wanted to hear Cori submit one more time - both for her own pleasure and that of her boss, so she purred, "It's not often a sweet little pink-pantied Playgirl like me physically conquers a strong, muscular bodybuilder like you. Now, did you say you submit?" She winked at Vince, her silky legs rippling as they clamped tight around her well dominated victim.

"YESSSSS, TORRIE.....YOU WIN...(sniff sniff)...NO MORE!..PLEASSSSE!??"

Torrie released Cori's arms and wrapped them around her neck in a sleeper hold. She pulled the vanquished brunette backward and more tightly into her body as she applied pressure with her fingers. Cori slowly but surely faded into unconsciousness. Torrie looked at her boss and smiled, his eyes glued on her as she rose languidly off the bed, hooked her arm in his and side-by-side, they sauntered out to the living room - leaving Cori asleep on Torrie's bed.

Vince opened a bottle of champagne and the two of them sat close together on the couch. Simultaneously, they broke into a grin as they raised their glasses.

Torrie grinned, "Satisfied? I know how much you enjoy it."

Vince nodded, "Immensely satisfied…as always!"

Torrie sighed, "We've got to stop trying this ploy. How many more of your employees do you think we can bait into a fight?"

Vince protested, "You know how much WE enjoy this, Torrie! I really don't think you want it to end yet either. Do you?"

A twinkle appeared in Torrie's eyes as she crossed her shapely, well muscled legs, playing with Vince's shoe with her bare feet. "Did you enjoy this more than Stacey, Victoria and Molina?"

Vince gasped, "Well, I enjoyed ALL of them. What I loved about Molina was you pulling down her panties and giving her that spanking...yeah, that was special."

Torrie giggled, "Hell, if I knew you liked spanking so much, I'd have put a rosy glow on all their butts!"

"Do you think they're getting wise to us?" Vince asked. "I mean it's been four now. Don't you think SOMEONE won't still be fooled by your, 'Oh, I'm so helpless; you can beat me up' act?"

The sensual blond giggled as she pressed her breasts into his chest, "Do you like it better when I'm victorious with these breasts or my awesome legs?" She was clearly titillated by the topic - i.e., her superiority.

Vince shook his head. "I can't decide. Both I think. Hey, crushing Stacey Keibler with your Leg Scissors around that tiny little waist was an incredible sight. Just seeing her crying like that was heart rending...and sexy as hell! Then you rendering Victoria unconscious with your Breast Smother...THAT was fabulous too! I mean, your legs beat Stacey's legs, and your breasts beat Victoria's breasts. You took them each on with what was supposed to be their strength, and won both times!"

Torrie giggled in delight, "Shall we go for five? Who's next on your 'Diva Destruction' wish list?"

Vince took a slip of paper from his pocket and drew a line through Cori Nadine's name. "Let's see...next up, I'd love to see you withMicki James...in just panties...on your bed as usual! That would be exquisite! How about it?"

The blond beauty gazed into space, reflective and silent.

"Torrie?"

"Huh? Oh yeah, sure Vince, Mickie. Right. And I suppose you expect me to give that ass of hers my ‘special treatment’?"

Vince sighed, closed his eyes and leaned back, letting his imagination run wild. "Oh yessssssss...."