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Continued from:

Starring DaisyPierce2000 as Daisy Democracy

And, introducing: Elektra Rayne created by Free---Fall

The above image was also rendered by Free---Fall

For nearly an entire minute, Daisy Democracy stood motionless. Mouth open wide in a silent scream. Wide unseeing eyes wading through sparkles of the color red. Muscles paralyzed by the most savage pain the beautiful heroine had ever known.

Finally, she released her breath with an audible "NGGHHH!", took one step forward then pitched over, landing on her face. Immediately, her hands went between her legs as she curled into a partial-fetal position, body twitching and spasming from the kick.

"Wow," someone in the second row said. "Look at Daisy sell! Tay Melo should take notes."

"She looks really hurt!"

"She's just making us believe that. It's two out of three falls. Obviously, Elektra is going to win this fall so they can go to the third. But, still, this is way more entertaining than Ronda Rousey vs Becky Lynch."

Elektra hauled Daisy easily to her feet, using the power of her serum.

"Why are you doing this?" Daisy wanted to say, but it just came out "wh...ahh....aiie....ee..."

Elektra hauled Daisy up and placed the heroine in a seated position on the middle turnbuckle. With a huge right cross, the villainess drove a punch so deep into Daisy's left breast that her knuckle actually touched the heroine's rib cage.

Pink and yellow stars flashed in front of Daisy's eyes as she seemed to leave her body for a moment. When reality reentered her atmosphere, Daisy howled in agony, grabbing her breast, stepping out of the corner, stumbling to the middle of the ring and nearly doing a half flip before landing on her face again in the middle of the ring.

"You don't think she's overselling that?"

"Nah, not for charity. Overselling just adds to the entertainment."

'I'm not selling,' Daisy wanted to yell to the audience but all she could get out of her mouth was a high-pitched whine. Elektra grabbed the heroine by the hair and sneered into Daisy's face.

"Wh....why..." Daisy finally managed to gasp out.

"Why? Because you are in the way of me being the most popular social media influencer of all time!"

The psycho then hauled Daisy to her feet, lifted Daisy so that the heroine was spread back-first across Elektra's shoulders. She then began to bend Daisy's body down from both sides while jumping up and down, applying a gruesome Lex Luger-style Torture Rack.

Daisy screamed! Her helpless body bending around Elektra's shoulders. One arm flailing aimlessly while the other hung limp towards the mat.

Elektra walked completely around the ring with Daisy perched on her shoulders. Finally, she dumped Daisy down onto the mat.

Daisy fell onto her stomach, partially curled so that her booty was slightly sticking up off the mat. She lay motionless except for her ass, which was twitching and jiggling like a drunk college girl who had been dared to twerk for the first time ever.

"Okay, yeah, that might be a little much on the overselling part."

"I don't know, man. That's kind of hot!"

"Yeah, I bet there's snow on top of that all year long."

Already, the lights were dimming inside of Daisy's consciousness. Even with this having become a "shoot", Daisy should not have been feeling this much agony from these attacks.

'How.....is...she....so...strong?' Daisy managed to vocalize in her head though she still couldn't form the words verbally.

Elektra stalked around her prey before she grabbed one of Daisy's arms, lifted her on her shoulders again, spun once and then flung Daisy off of her shoulders and face-first again down to the mat in a brutally modified version of Brock Lesnar's F5.

The world went completely dark for Daisy upon impact. She stopped twitching and just lay motionless on the ground.

"Elektra is showing off some amazing power moves."

"Well, obviously Daisy is working with her to make those moves look great. If she wasn't already a superheroine, she could be in WWE. Half the NXT roster can't work this good."

Laughing internally, Elektra stood Daisy up. The heroine was in dreamland. Elektra steadied Daisy and then poked her in the chest lightly before letting go of the heroine.

The unconscious form of Daisy Democracy crumpled to the mat.

"It's the Finger Poke of Doom!"

"If David Arquette runs out to save Daisy, I'm going to be pissed!"

Elektra placed the same finger on Daisy's chest and then counted to three. Daisy never moved. Except for the rising and falling of her chest to let everyone know she was still breathing.

"Told you. Once it became two out of three, I already knew Elektra would win the second fall."

Elektra walked around the ring, enjoying the moment. One finger on the chest! How humiliating for Daisy Democracy.

"One minute rest, Daisy," she said. "Then the third fall begins."

She knelt down by Daisy's body. "I think you will need a week's rest. At least."

To Be Continued

Description
Continued from:

Starring DaisyPierce2000 as Daisy Democracy

And, introducing: Elektra Rayne created by Free---Fall

The above image was also rendered by Free---Fall

For nearly an entire minute, Daisy Democracy stood motionless. Mouth open wide in a silent scream. Wide unseeing eyes wading through sparkles of the color red. Muscles paralyzed by the most savage pain the beautiful heroine had ever known.

Finally, she released her breath with an audible "NGGHHH!", took one step forward then pitched over, landing on her face. Immediately, her hands went between her legs as she curled into a partial-fetal position, body twitching and spasming from the kick.

"Wow," someone in the second row said. "Look at Daisy sell! Tay Melo should take notes."

"She looks really hurt!"

"She's just making us believe that. It's two out of three falls. Obviously, Elektra is going to win this fall so they can go to the third. But, still, this is way more entertaining than Ronda Rousey vs Becky Lynch."

Elektra hauled Daisy easily to her feet, using the power of her serum.

"Why are you doing this?" Daisy wanted to say, but it just came out "wh...ahh....aiie....ee..."

Elektra hauled Daisy up and placed the heroine in a seated position on the middle turnbuckle. With a huge right cross, the villainess drove a punch so deep into Daisy's left breast that her knuckle actually touched the heroine's rib cage.

Pink and yellow stars flashed in front of Daisy's eyes as she seemed to leave her body for a moment. When reality reentered her atmosphere, Daisy howled in agony, grabbing her breast, stepping out of the corner, stumbling to the middle of the ring and nearly doing a half flip before landing on her face again in the middle of the ring.

"You don't think she's overselling that?"

"Nah, not for charity. Overselling just adds to the entertainment."

'I'm not selling,' Daisy wanted to yell to the audience but all she could get out of her mouth was a high-pitched whine. Elektra grabbed the heroine by the hair and sneered into Daisy's face.

"Wh....why..." Daisy finally managed to gasp out.

"Why? Because you are in the way of me being the most popular social media influencer of all time!"

The psycho then hauled Daisy to her feet, lifted Daisy so that the heroine was spread back-first across Elektra's shoulders. She then began to bend Daisy's body down from both sides while jumping up and down, applying a gruesome Lex Luger-style Torture Rack.

Daisy screamed! Her helpless body bending around Elektra's shoulders. One arm flailing aimlessly while the other hung limp towards the mat.

Elektra walked completely around the ring with Daisy perched on her shoulders. Finally, she dumped Daisy down onto the mat.

Daisy fell onto her stomach, partially curled so that her booty was slightly sticking up off the mat. She lay motionless except for her ass, which was twitching and jiggling like a drunk college girl who had been dared to twerk for the first time ever.

"Okay, yeah, that might be a little much on the overselling part."

"I don't know, man. That's kind of hot!"

"Yeah, I bet there's snow on top of that all year long."

Already, the lights were dimming inside of Daisy's consciousness. Even with this having become a "shoot", Daisy should not have been feeling this much agony from these attacks.

'How.....is...she....so...strong?' Daisy managed to vocalize in her head though she still couldn't form the words verbally.

Elektra stalked around her prey before she grabbed one of Daisy's arms, lifted her on her shoulders again, spun once and then flung Daisy off of her shoulders and face-first again down to the mat in a brutally modified version of Brock Lesnar's F5.

The world went completely dark for Daisy upon impact. She stopped twitching and just lay motionless on the ground.

"Elektra is showing off some amazing power moves."

"Well, obviously Daisy is working with her to make those moves look great. If she wasn't already a superheroine, she could be in WWE. Half the NXT roster can't work this good."

Laughing internally, Elektra stood Daisy up. The heroine was in dreamland. Elektra steadied Daisy and then poked her in the chest lightly before letting go of the heroine.

The unconscious form of Daisy Democracy crumpled to the mat.

"It's the Finger Poke of Doom!"

"If David Arquette runs out to save Daisy, I'm going to be pissed!"

Elektra placed the same finger on Daisy's chest and then counted to three. Daisy never moved. Except for the rising and falling of her chest to let everyone know she was still breathing.

"Told you. Once it became two out of three, I already knew Elektra would win the second fall."

Elektra walked around the ring, enjoying the moment. One finger on the chest! How humiliating for Daisy Democracy.

"One minute rest, Daisy," she said. "Then the third fall begins."

She knelt down by Daisy's body. "I think you will need a week's rest. At least."

To Be Continued