StevenJacobs
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Any ideas in these posts are not meant to be taken seriously by the WWF, or any other forms of WWFE Inc.
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Trish Stratus, the Canadian Diva of the World Wrestling Federation, was walking in the back. She was wearing her casual clothes before getting into costume, she wore a nice pair of new, tight jeans, and a black tank-top. She stopped to get a bottle of water, as she was walking back to the change room, she was encountered by fellow WWF Diva, Lita. Lita had her "Hardy Boyz 2Xtreme" T-Shirt and a pair of baggy, black jeans.
"Hey Trish, what you doing?" asked Lita.
"Hey Lita, nothin much, just got a bottle of water, I'm actually going to get dressed for the event tonight."
"Oh all right, I'll be there in a few minutes, I might as well get myself a bottle of water as well, I am so dehydrated!" said the red headed bomb-shell.
Trish walked into the change room, as Lita walked forward, as she was about to the turn the corner, a door opened behind her, and an outstretched hand grabbed her roughly. She fought and kicked, but the attacker was too strong. The person finally dragged Lita in the room, Lita tried to go for a punch, but the masked attacker blocked a punch, and used a sleeper hold, knocking Lita out, temporarily.
As she awoke, she was sitting on a chair, her hands were tied to the arm-rests, and her feet were set up flat ahead. The attacker had obviously taken her shoes and sock off, to reveal her near-perfect feet. "What are you doing with me?!!!" she screamed out!
The masked figure appeared out of the darkness of the room, the person stared down Lita for a few seconds, the attacker then took one of Lita's sweaty socks, and stuffed it in Lita's mouth, to be used as a gag. Lita mumbled out many curse words, none could be heard clearly by the mysterious attacker. The masked person stepped out of the room, perhaps preying on more victims?
Trish Stratus was getting prepared, she was in her usual attire of leather pants, she put her black tank-top on, and was brushing her hair a bit. She heard a knock at the door. "Oh that must be one of the ladies, I wasn't aware the door was locked!" Trish walked forward, and opened the door, she was met facing no one. "Hmm... It must be one of the guys playing a rib on me." She shut the door, but she heard another knock, this made Trish a bit frustrated. She opened the door, and went outside, she looked outside, all over the place, as she went back inside, some powerful person grabbed her and sent her to the ground! Trish attempted to fight back, but the attacker locked on a stiff sleeper hold, knocking the diva out...
When the Canadian Diva awoke, she found herself strapped to a chair in a dark room. She had her arms strapped to the arm-rests, and the feet were laid out ahead, bare-foot. Her boots and socks were on the floor, next to a pair of sneakers, and one white sock. Trish looked to her right side, and saw Lita trying to communicate with her. Trish was about to speak, but the dark figure appeared, and came from the shadows. The person stared at both divas, and gave a huge man-like chuckle. This was obviously a male Trish and Lita thought. The masked man started pacing, he looked in his pockets, and pulled out a stiff feather. Lita and Trish gave a fear-ful look!
To Be Continued
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Trish Stratus, the Canadian Diva of the World Wrestling Federation, was walking in the back. She was wearing her casual clothes before getting into costume, she wore a nice pair of new, tight jeans, and a black tank-top. She stopped to get a bottle of water, as she was walking back to the change room, she was encountered by fellow WWF Diva, Lita. Lita had her "Hardy Boyz 2Xtreme" T-Shirt and a pair of baggy, black jeans.
"Hey Trish, what you doing?" asked Lita.
"Hey Lita, nothin much, just got a bottle of water, I'm actually going to get dressed for the event tonight."
"Oh all right, I'll be there in a few minutes, I might as well get myself a bottle of water as well, I am so dehydrated!" said the red headed bomb-shell.
Trish walked into the change room, as Lita walked forward, as she was about to the turn the corner, a door opened behind her, and an outstretched hand grabbed her roughly. She fought and kicked, but the attacker was too strong. The person finally dragged Lita in the room, Lita tried to go for a punch, but the masked attacker blocked a punch, and used a sleeper hold, knocking Lita out, temporarily.
As she awoke, she was sitting on a chair, her hands were tied to the arm-rests, and her feet were set up flat ahead. The attacker had obviously taken her shoes and sock off, to reveal her near-perfect feet. "What are you doing with me?!!!" she screamed out!
The masked figure appeared out of the darkness of the room, the person stared down Lita for a few seconds, the attacker then took one of Lita's sweaty socks, and stuffed it in Lita's mouth, to be used as a gag. Lita mumbled out many curse words, none could be heard clearly by the mysterious attacker. The masked person stepped out of the room, perhaps preying on more victims?
Trish Stratus was getting prepared, she was in her usual attire of leather pants, she put her black tank-top on, and was brushing her hair a bit. She heard a knock at the door. "Oh that must be one of the ladies, I wasn't aware the door was locked!" Trish walked forward, and opened the door, she was met facing no one. "Hmm... It must be one of the guys playing a rib on me." She shut the door, but she heard another knock, this made Trish a bit frustrated. She opened the door, and went outside, she looked outside, all over the place, as she went back inside, some powerful person grabbed her and sent her to the ground! Trish attempted to fight back, but the attacker locked on a stiff sleeper hold, knocking the diva out...
When the Canadian Diva awoke, she found herself strapped to a chair in a dark room. She had her arms strapped to the arm-rests, and the feet were laid out ahead, bare-foot. Her boots and socks were on the floor, next to a pair of sneakers, and one white sock. Trish looked to her right side, and saw Lita trying to communicate with her. Trish was about to speak, but the dark figure appeared, and came from the shadows. The person stared at both divas, and gave a huge man-like chuckle. This was obviously a male Trish and Lita thought. The masked man started pacing, he looked in his pockets, and pulled out a stiff feather. Lita and Trish gave a fear-ful look!
To Be Continued