[Leslieinvegas]

I push Donna out of the ring and she hits the floor with a thud.

LL

[Foul Mouthed Donna]

My back is in agony from Leslie's mad attacks on it and I'm struggling to recover. I can hear Leslie's wicked, evil laughter as she seems to stalk me like a big cat circling it's injured prey.

She then grabs me and pushes me out of the ring with utter disdain as if I'm not worth her effort and I hit the floor, back first, with a thud! ARRGGGHHHHHH FUCK!!!!!

I gingerly and very slowly get to my feet and look out into the crowd of people watching. My eyes immediately spot my dear BFF Ashley, who is still shouting encouragement although unable to hide her look of concern for me. I stagger over to her. "Oh Donna, baby. Your poor face..." She gently caresses my cheek and I wince. "You should see the other bitches' faces, Ash!" I try to joke but sympathy is written all over her.

"You can still win this Donna! Get back in there and fight like I know you can!"

With Ash's words ringing in my ears, I steel myself. Ignoring the back pain, I climb back up on the ring apron and before climbing back through the ropes I look at Leslie who is now stalking Chrissssy who's still stuck in the trash can. "Hey Leslie, I'm not done you slut!"

Leslie just turns to look at me, cackles and hisses "Oh really?!" She suddenly runs towards me and plants her elbow in my face causing me to fly back off the apron and hit the floor again - back first! HOLY FUCK FUCK FUCKING FUCKITY FUCK!!! I scream in agony as both my busted face and busted back are in incredible pain...

[Leslieinvegas]

After I throw Donna from the ring I watch stagger to Assley. Assley is looking at Donna and glancing at me. I can see she is talking to Donna and running her fingers gently though Donna's hair. Isn't that sweet I think to myself. NOT! I look at Chrissssy feet sticking out of the trash can. I watch Donna stagger back to the ring running her yap. She is unsteady as she climbs on the ring apron. I charge her and give a good elbow shot to her bloody face. She flips off the ring apron and hits the floor with a thud cursing and screaming loudly in pain. I should have stuffed her in a trash can I think to myself. I go to my knees and grab Chrissssy's legs and apply a leg lock to her and start to maul her toes. As stick out from the trash can. I twist, tear and bend back her toes.  " how's that feel Chrissssy are you alive in there" I laugh.

LL

[Ashleyfights93]

I wince as I watch my Girl take an elbow to her beautiful face and fall off the apron ring again on her injured back. Donna lays there stunned as Leslie mangles Chrissssy toes. " GET UP DONNAAAA GET UP " I yell.

Ash

[Chrissssssssy]

laying there  in the can having toes tortured.  I twist and turn and try to kick free .

[##catfightWATCHA413]

Leslie, wow! Mauling her feet. I’m impressed  unique move and one that can be painful. Who said mauling has to just be the breasts and groin 

[Rickisdaman]

Leslie is kicking ass! Leslie and Donna are rocking it. As for Chrissssssy pretty lame. Keep rocking it Leslie and Donna. Oh yeah!!!

[User1]

Leslie is kicking ass! Leslie and Donna are rocking it. As for Chrissssssy pretty lame. Keep rocking it Leslie and Donna. Oh yeah!!!

There's not much Chrisy can do being stuck in a trash can and getting attacked by Leslie.

Not much more time left, maybe the match will end with only Leslie standing while her rivals are beat to a pulp.

[Leslieinvegas]

Chrissssy is wedged pretty good in the trash can as I drag to the ropes.  I lift her legs and hook her feet on the 2nd ring rope. " still alive in there CHRISSSSY " I see her toes twitching.  The trash with Chrissssy half in it is off the canvas foot or so. I start climb up ring ropes.  I see Donna's fingers on the ring apron then they disappear.  Trying to keep my balance my feet griping the top corner ropes.  I am a bit nervous.  I have never done this before and hope all goes well for me but not Chrissssy.  I see the eyes of some of the fans cheering for me.  Here I goes I jump from the ropes and crash my butt down on the trash can.  BAM  a direct hit. Ouch that hurt my ass but I am sure it hurt Chrissssy more as her feet unhook from the ropes.  I stand and take a bow. The trash can looks like hell with Chrissssy in it. Her legs twitching.  I grab Chrissssy's limp legs and drag to the center of the ring. My butt hurts.  I go where Donna is ring side.  She is on all fours. I jump from the ring apron slamming my foot into her damaged back. She screams out " OUUUU MYYYY FUCKING BACK" I grab an arm and her hair and pull her to feet. She is cursing me and hits me with a couple weak punches to my body. I pull her to the ring apron with some grunting and roll Donna back into the ring.  I slam her into the canvas a couple of times to keep her dazed. I drag to where Chrissssy lays. I grab Donna's sweaty blood streak hair and jam her face into Chrissssy's dirty soles. " do they smell good Donna" I laugh.

TGIF BITCHES
Lovely Leslie

[Foul Mouthed Donna]

Ash continues to scream for me to get up and her support is unwavering despite the beating I have taken. I try to pull myself up using the ring and fall back down. I try again and manage to stay up long enough to see Leslie do a batshit crazy move and jump from the top rope and plant her butt on a defenceless Chrissssy who is *still* trapped in the trash can!!

"Fuck that bitch is a lunatic!" I think to myself before I collapse again to the floor. I'm crawling trying to summon up the strength but ARRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH HOLY FUCK! My back explodes in more pain as Leslie is now focused on me and starts beating me down again. "Get off me you slut!!" I'm yanked up, tossed back into the ring and feeling totally helpless as Leslie takes me apart. I'm dazed, confused and weakly trying to fight back. My attempts at punching her at just laughed at. My body is in sheer agony and nothing has ever hurt like this before!

But the absolute worst is yet to come. Leslie grabs my hair and drags me over to the Chrissssy-filled trash can. Surely there's no room to stuff me in as well?!?!!? Instead she shoves my face right into Chrissssy's stinky feet and I'm forced to inhale the foul smell coming from them. EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW FUCK!!!!!!!

I start coughing and spluttering but Leslie has a tight grip on my neck and I can't get away from the dirty feet. Tears are streaming down my cheeks as I long for the times when Leslie was breaking my face and back instead of this god awful torture.

Eventually, she lets go and I collapse coughing and retching and spluttering, struggling for air as I roll around desperately trying not to throw up. i eventually get to the corner and manage to pull myself up using the turnbuckle. I turn around and have to hold on to the ropes to keep me upright.

I turn to see Leslie looking at me with a sadistic smile on her face. "Did they smell good, Donna?!" I glare at her "Oh yeah, smelled like roses!" I start dry retching again as the smell and taste lingers in my nose and mouth. "You're going to pay for that Leslie you cow!"

I stagger forward towards her and throw a wild but very slow and easy to telegraph swing of my right fist at her face which Leslie effortlessly ducks from and she watches as my momentum takes me tumbling down to the canvas again...

[Leslieinvegas]

Donna is a bloody mess no pun intended. She swings and misses by a mile and falls face first to the canvas. I have worked on Donna's back through out the fight. Everything I have done to this point I have thought out and everything has gone as planned. I straddle Donna's back and apply a Camel Clutch wrenching Donna's neck and back. Oh the scream of pain coming from her Foul Mouth is music to my ears!! " How's this feel DONÑAAAA " I hiss in her ear. I pull back I am just starting her punishment!

TGIF BITCHES
LOVELY LESLIE

[Foul Mouthed Donna]

AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE FUCKING HELL!!! I shriek even louder than I have throughout this whole ordeal as Leslie straddles my battered back and then expertly applies a camel clutch. I'm trapped and feeling even more helpless than I've ever been.

Leslie is in full on evil mode as she hisses taunts in my ear and seems to revel in my screams of agony and cuss words. "How's this feel DONNAAAAA?!" The actual answer is it feels like hell but I'm determined not to give this bitch the satisfaction.

I grit my teeth and steel myself. Tears continue to trickle down my blood soaked and battered face but I grunt and hiss "Fuck you cxnt! You'll never have me begging for mercy BITCH!"

I feel good about it for about two seconds until Leslie starts cackling and then cranks up the pressure, pulling me back even further and creating even more agony to my back, neck, head...fucking every part of my body it seems!

My arm weakly tries to claw at her hands but it's no good. It feels like my back is about to break and I'm on the verge of passing out. "OK PLEASE! LESLIE, FOR FUCK'S SAKE STOP. PLEEEEEEEEASE!"

My rather shameful pleas are greeted with more laughter from Leslie and even more tears flowing from my eyes...

[Leslieinvegas]

It is music to my ears. Donna's moans, cursing and now PLEADING for me to stop. I grab her bloody nose and Fish Hook her bloody nose with my right hand and pull back on her chin left hand. Her arms draped over my legs as I have modified my Camel Clutch on her. The damage I have have done to her back through out the fight must have Donna in pure agony. " A little nose job for you DONÑAAAA " I Sneer.

 No movement from the piece of trash stuffed in the trash can. How appropriate!

After torturing Donna's nose I decide to Fish Hook her foul mouth.  I jam my bloody fingers into Donna's mouth and yank back on her cheeks.  Oh the expression on her bloody face and sounds from her mouth.
Lovely Leslie

[Topcat1970]

Leslie is a class act, taking Chrissssy out of the equation, keeping her in the trash can whilst mauling her feet, leaves her free to deal with Donna. The superior Leslie uses her height and strength to deal some vicious blows and hooks in some great holds and beats up Donna in style. Great match Leslie, you're the best.

[Leslieinvegas]

I stand over Donna. I lift her limp beaten body and Choke Slam her down on trash can filled with Pissssy in it. It appears Pissssy can no longer play with the Big Girls. I place my foot on Donna's bloody face. I race my arm's in Victory. I Am the last Woman Standing!!

Thank you to everyone that cheered for me!!

Lovely Leslie