Part II
The 2005 Veteran's Division Bikini Wrestler of the Year Final Match
Elektra vs. Lace
The huge crowd was on their feet, cheering for the action in the just concluded GAUNTLET. Finishing a disappointing third in the bikini contest, Lace had nonetheless eliminated the second place finisher, her friend Ms. Liberty, and then survived the GAUNTLET, earning the right to face the winner of the beauty contest and one of the toughest wrestlers in the veteran's division, Elektra.
So as the crowd cheered, Elektra stood up from her throne at ringside and strutted sexily and confidently into the ring. With the crowd showering her with whistles and cheers, Elektra whisked by the corner where Lace stood, or at least was trying to. THE GAUNTLET had been brutal, and though Lace had survived it, she was sweating profusely, exhausted and breathing heavily. She had taken quite a pounding already, but according to the rules, she now had to immediately face the winner of the Bikini Contest in a one-on-one match.
Elektra strode just past her on the way to her corner, pausing for dramatic effect as the crowd watched anxiously. In her typical arrogant fashion, Elektra then played to the crowd, standing directly in front of Lace before leaning closer to taunt her depleted opponent.
"You don't look so good Lace, not that you ever did! And if you barely survived against that group of old hags, how do you expect to survive against me? After all, you couldn't beat me even if you were at full strength!"
Lace moved a step forward, trying to menace her adversary but the beautiful Elektra did not back down. After a few moments fo angry stares exchanged between them, Elektra then turned and strutted towards her corner, thrusting her arms overhead to indicate that the conclusion was simply a foregone one.
Lace watched her walk across the ring, but before she could react, the announcer began to introduce the next and final phase of the competition.
�Ladies and gentlemen, Lace survived THE GAUNTLET and will now face Elektra, the winner of the Bikini Contest, in order to determine who will walk away with the Veteran's Division Bikini Wrestler of the Year Title!�
As the crowd cheered, the announcer climbed out of the ring, leaving the two combatants; the beautiful and unscathed Elektra and the sweaty and exhausted Lace, standing across form each other. Suddenly the bell rang and the fight for the title was underway.
Surprisingly, Elektra ambled slowly out of her corner, choosing to further play to the crowd rather than attack her adversary. Lace was happy to take her time as well, moving in circle as she carefully eyed her foe. Though Lace was exactly where she wanted to be, fighting for the title, the way she had gotten there was not exactly how she had planned it.
First off, she had come in thrid place in the bikini contest behind both Elektra and Ms. Liberty, an outcome she had not thought possible. She HAD thought it possible to finish behind Elektra, after all, Elektra was a famous, former model as well as pro wrestler. But to finish thrid behind Ms. Liberty as well was not something Lace had expected. As a result, despite an agreement between them to let the highest finisher in the bikini contest advance to the final round, Lace could not accept defeat and eventually eliminated Ms. Liberty by tossing her out of the ring. Unsure how that outcome would affect their friendship, Lace nonetheless had more important things to worry about right now.
But in addition to that controversy, Lace had also been victimized by Big, Bad Bertha, a woman she considered to be old, fat and out of shape. Bertha had proven to be quite a worthy opponent however, delivering a great deal of punishment to Lace. And though Lace had nonetheless survived, the beating had definately taken it's toll on her.
But none of that mattered right now. Elektra was fresh and looking to gain an easy victory so Lace knew that she had to suck it up and attack. She took a deep breath and decided to go for it, charging Elektra who was already moving closer. Lace's quickness was greatly diminshed by this stage however, allowing her gold-bikini-cald adversary to quickly drop down while whipping her legs around, kicking Lace's legs out from under her. The purple-lingerie-clad Lace fell onto her back and instantly Elektra was on her.
Grabbing hold of Lace's right ankle, Elektra rolled her onto her stomach before bending Lace's right leg in toward her head. The one-legged Boston Crab forced Lace's back to arch painfully as she was folded in half, slapping the mat in both pain and frustration.
"Oh this is going to be tooooo easy!" Elektra whispered down to her, taunting the agonized veteran.
But Lace could little more than continue to grunt and try to survive the pain. Elektra however was in no rush to break the hold, keeping Lace's body folded backward as it seemed like just a matter of time before Lace would be forced to submit, her tired and aching body already on the brink of submission. With Lace's pretty face contorted in pain, Elektra used the opportunity to model for the fans, showboating as she kept her foe tied up. The fans reacted warmly, cheering Elektra who struck her sexiest pose. But with Lace seemingly about to surrender to the pain, Elektra released the hold on her shapely leg before strolling down to Lace's feet and again grabbing both legs this time.
She rolled Lace onto her back, the downtrodden veteran flopping over as Elektra stood over her, holding her legs upright. The gorgeous brunette then again folded Lace's legs forward, this time curling her into a ball so that her shoulders were pinned to the mat. Elektra then took a seat on the back of Lace's thighs, keeping her pinned to the canvas and helpless to prevent the inevitable pin. The ref then dropped down next to Lace, slapped out a three count and just liek that, the match was over.
Elektra had not even worked up a sweat as she remained perched on Lace's legs, flexing her arms as Lace slapped at the mat. The bell then rang to signal the end of Lace�s night, though Elektra was in o rush to let her defeated adversary up. Finally however, Elektra rose, allowing Lace's legs to uncoil as she rolled onto ehr side, her body heaving from her heavy breathing. Lace was embarrassed by her effort, putting up virtually no resistence before pinned in just over a mintue of action. So as Elektra's reign as the Veteran�s Division Bikini Wrestler of the Year began, Lace would be left to ponder the consequences of the night!
