[FWC] Tournament United States Vs. Ireland

"Well, she IS a pussy..." Morrigan said, smirking from her spot on the mat as she watched Kelly writhe in glorious agony. However, her smart mouth was rewarded when Annelle did Kelly's bidding efficiently as she was kicked hard in the jaw. She rolled onto her stomach and cradled her mouth.

"Annelle DeSade...." She growled, her legs writhing up and down the mat as she tried to soother her aching jaw. She hated the French girl so much but she couldn't do mucht o stop her at the moment.

"Glad you remember me, dear," Annelle purred as she circled Morrigan's prone form. Without a further word, she stomped down, hard, on the space betwen Morrigan's shoulder blades, hoping to keep the Irish girl nice and stunned.

After that, it would be a simple matter of kneeling down, pulling a pair of handcuffs out from underneath her corset, and using them on Morrigan's wrists...

"How could I forget such an ugly face!" Morrigan barked, only to feel Annelle's foot jam down between her shoulder blades. "Argggh!" Morrigan wriggled underneath Annelle's boot but it was difficult to get out of the way, Annelle's strikes had been few but she had made them count. Morrigan's head was still swimming but as Annelle grabbed her arm, she still tried hard to resist being cuffed. Unfortunately, she wasn't in a good position to keep herself from being cuffed and soon her arms were locked behind her back.

Kelly was hurt, but grinned nonetheless as Annelle did her job and struck Morrigan right in her stupid mouth, adding in another stomp to the shoulder blades before producing... Handcuffs!?

"Annele! That's enough!" Kelly was quick to lash out at her partner and grab the cuffs before she slapped them on Morrigan, tossing them away.

"The match hasn't started. I could get DQ's if she has those on. I demand to win this World Cup dammit!" Kelly said, stomping in front of the French girl. "Now step aside." She added before reaching over for the buzzer again, examining it and slowly and hesitantly... Pushing the button.

Morrigan had been saved from the cuffs by... Kelly? What a dumb bitch! If she could keep Annelle away from her, then maybe Morrigan could get back at Kelly again. Maybe she could even WIN the fight! She didn't give a SHIT about Ireland but she sure as hell wanted to get Kelly any way she could.

Fortunately for her, Kelly was a blithering idiot. Morrigan's eyes flashed as she saw Kelly reach for the button. And then? She PUSHED it! Morrigan managed to laugh as much as she could in her position as the AFWTron flickered to life, showing Kelly in a little home made movie, deep in the bowels of the AFW facility having a fun little time getting kissed sloppily by Brittany and cumming hard while strapped to a saw horse.

Just to humour Kelly, Annelle stayed her hand. Sure, she made a big show of how disappointed she was, crossing her arms and pouting. After all, Kelly had offered her a chance to destroy and humiliate Morrigan, to kick back and enjoy herself a little. And ladies, as far as Annelle was concerned, ought to honour their agreements with one another.

But then Kelly pressed the button, and Annelle was allowed to witness the humiliating spectacle on the screen. Even as the crowd burst into laughter and scandalous hooting, Annelle found herself smiling vindictively. Even though they were on the same side, Annelle couldn't help but enjoy Kelly's humiliation a teensy little bit.

Slowly, she turned back to Kelly with an amused grin. "So, do you still want me to step aside?" she asked, taking the moment to enjoy Kelly's reaction.

Kelly pushed the button and immediately saw the flicker from the AFWTron out the corner of her eye and what she saw the most horrible, embarrassing thing she had ever been reminded of ever. On LIVE TV, in front of thousands in attendance and the millions watching at home and those to catch the fucking recap online... All those people would see Kelly's slutty face, cumming as she was liplocked by Brittany while she rode the saw horse.

Kelly stood there looking at the tron with her mouth just hung wide open with horror and disbelief, her shoulders trembling as she stood there, hearing what Annelle had to say only made her irked her more, tearing at her anger until finally she just broke.

"Get...Ouut!!!!!" She screamed as she turned towards Morrigan and gave her a mighty punt to the ribs, trying to get the redhead on her back so Kelly could mount her and begin throwing a hail of furious right hands down upon her face.

"AAAHHH!!" Kelly screamed like a banshee, gripping Morrigan by the throat and proceeding to violnetly slam the back of her head into the canvas over and over. "DO YOU. HAVE. ANY. IDEA. WHAT. YOU'VE. DONE. TO MY. REPUTATION!?!?!"

Morrigan laughed loudly when the button brought the Kelly's humiliation to life. Even Annelle was laughing and it felt good to watch Kelly boil again. It's what she deserved after the shit she pulled and even if she knew what was coming, at this point she didn't even CARE!

Kelly fell on top of her and began slamming the back of her head into the mat. Morrigan's head bounced off the mat and each cruel thrust made her dizzier and dizzier, her head throbbing from the pain. Still, she tried her hardest to keep smiling. Kelly was the epitome of stupid. SHE'S the one who pushed the button and while she raged on Morrigan, her precious reputation was still being damaged as the world watched her get fucked hard on live television.

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit...

Taylor streaked down the entrance ramp in jeans and a hoodie at full-tilt, fast enough that when she reached the ring she almost smashed headlong into it. She dived under the bottom rope and cleared the ring in one lunge, and threw her body over Morrigan, between the Irish girl and the crazed blonde.

"Stop! Stop!" She urged frantically, and braced herself, expecting to get stomped on Morrigan's behalf. She peered up behind her shoulder at Kelly. "This isn't cool, man! Stop it!"

Kelly was blinded by rage. Humiliated beyond no end. She often tried to forget the events of that night but to have all that LIVE for others to see was unbearable. She had no doubt that the entire night was going to be uploaded to the before all this was over. This red haired bitch was going to pay!

Kelly didn't know what she was going to do, she just knew she was going to hurt Morrigan as much as she could until she got tired. But plans of that came to a halt when someone had the audacity to just fucking dive right into her, plowing Kelly off and covering Morrigan. Kelly rolled back and immediately stood up to see... Taylor fucking Parker!

"Parker!" Kelly spat, now wasn't a good time, nor were her cries especially the words she chose to use next, for they only angered Kelly further.

"Cool!? COOL!? Know what isn't COOL!? Being made to eat out her stupid girlfriend's pussy with clamps on your tits while getting fucked with a stupid strap-on by THAT woman right there!" Kelly growled as she tried to give a soccer kick underneath Taylor and hit Morrigan, not caring if she hit's the punk's hand or arm in the process, it was a wild, angry hit designed to just hit something.

"...That! Parker! Isn't Cool!!" Kelly growled, throwing a hasty stomp towards Taylor before trying to aim for Morrigan again.