Stacy Keibler humiliates Vince McMahon and records it, to force him to match her against one of the men.

Stacy Keibler is a wrestling star on WWE SmackDown. In my opinion, she is one of the most beautiful women in the world. Of course, this story is a work of fiction, but we can always dream it may happen.

Stacy Keibler is sitting in her living room, fuming over the way she is being treated by the WWE. She takes her wrestling career serious, but those in control don't see her in the same light. They mainly use her and the other women as eye candy to sell tickets. She has pleaded with Chairman of the Board Vince McMahon to give her a match with a man, to show him she is a very good wrestler and not just another pretty girl. But he has only laughed at her and her dreams. He tells her that men are the big draw and superstars when it comes to wrestling, and no one would take her serious. So be satisfied with what she has, and forget about her dreams.

But to her, she has nothing. She feels as if she is being exploited for her looks and long legs, while the men get all of the attention when it comes to titles and big money matches. She is sure she could take most of the men if not all of them and become a Champion, If they would only give her the chance. But Mr. McMahon and the others in charge, won't let her prove herself. She is becoming very frustrated, and even thinking about quitting. There just doesn't seem to be any other option.

The more she thinks about it, the madder she gets. Why won't he just give me one match to prove myself to him. I would mop up the floor with the guy and then he would have to take me serious. "OHHHHH!" "If only he were here right now." She thinks to herself. "I would stick his head between my strong legs and pop it like a grape. Then I would"........Wait a minute....."THAT'S IT!" "I'll invite him over for dinner and set a trap. I'll secretly video tape me whipping his ass. Then if I threaten to put it on the internet and give it to all the news stations, he will have to do as I ask."

She begins to formulate the plan in her head, and smiles when she has it all thought out. This will work, I know it will. Mr. Vince McMahon, you are going to be very surprised when I get through with you. Laughing out loud, she goes to her bedroom to look things over and decide where to put the recorder. Yes, with it set up in my closet, it would be undetectable and in just the right spot to catch all the action. Smiling, she picks up the phone. Time to call my victim and set everything in motion.

"Mr. McMahon, this is Stacy. Look Mr. McMahon, I know I've been a pain in your ass lately, but I've decided you were right. I should be happy for everything you've done for me, and satisfied with the money I make and the matches you put me in. I don't know what I was thinking, trying to get you to put me in the ring with one of the men. I must have lost my mind for a while. But it's back in perfect working order now. I'm sorry I've been so crazy, trying to get you to change your mind."

"Why don't you let me make it up to you for all the trouble I've caused. Come to dinner Friday night and I'll make you something special. You can tell me what plans you have for me in the near future. How does that sound? You will? That's just wonderful. I'm very grateful that you're being so nice and letting me atone for everything. I promise to be on good behavior from now on. Thank you Mr. McMahon, I'll see you at 7:00 o'clock Friday night. Good bye now, and thank you again."

Stacy jumped for joy when she hung up the phone. "YES!" Now let me see. I have to check the recorder and make sure it's working properly. Oh, and I think I'll buy a special little outfit to wear, so I'll look my best on the tape if this doesn't work and I have to follow through with my threat. No no, lets not think that way Stacy. "THIS WILL WORK." Yes, that's the attitude to have. OK, better get started so everything will be ready. "Your ass is going to be mine Mr. Boss man. I can't wait."

Friday night came and Stacy was all set. The recorder was working and hidden in her closet. The special little outfit was lying on her bed, ready to be put on when she lured him into her trap. Dinner was nearly ready to serve, as soon as he showed up. Just as that thought crossed her mind, the doorbell rang. Smiling as she smoothed out her sexy dress, the spider opened the door, and bid the fly to enter her web. The soon to be victim, strolled in grinning.

They sat down to a nice dinner and everything was going smoothly. They had a few glasses of wine, and they shared some pleasant conversation. After dinner and cleaning up, they retired to the living room to discuss her future with the WWE. He had complimented her all night on how nice she looked, and she had smiled and thanked him every time. As they were sitting in the living room having their discussion, Stacy started to flirt with the big man.

She could tell her plan was working, because he began to perspire a little, and a large bulge was showing in his slacks. After a little more flirting, she leaned over and kissed him. He responded just as she hoped he would, and they began to rub their bodies against each other. He was breathing heavily and getting very aroused, when Stacy announced she was going to the bedroom to slip into something more comfortable. She told him when she was ready, she would call him to join her. He readily agreed.

Stacy went to her bedroom and changed into her special little outfit she had purchased for this occasion. After spreading the slat a little more on her closet door to make sure everything would taped clearly, she turned on the video recorder and closed the closet door. Checking herself out in the mirror. she was satisfied with the way she looked. The white lingerie teddy she had bought, meshed with her creamy smooth tanned skin just right. It showed off her beautiful 42 inch toned legs, and firm sexy ass. Smiling, she walked toward the door, ready for his massacre.

She opened the door and smiled as she posed in the doorway. Her 5 foot, 11 inch, 125 pound body, looked fabulous in her white teddy. Vince whistled and had a large grin on his lecherous face, as he strolled toward her. She stretched out her hand to take his and slowly pulled him into her bedroom. With his eyes roaming over her very sexy body, he wasn't prepared for when she struck. All of a sudden, his arm was going down, around, and up, as she flipped him to the floor. He landed hard.."WHAM!".. and was stunned a little.

Taking advantage of his confused state, she sat down behind him and lifted his head. Wrapping her strong, long legs around his neck, she locked her slim ankles in his lap. Taking his wrist in her hands, she pulled his arms back and clamped her legs tight against his neck. He screamed in pain and became coherent very fast. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING STACY?" "Well Mr. boss man, I'm going to whip your ass. Since you won't believe me when I say I can take the men, then I'm going to show you."

"It's going to be a very painful and humiliating night for you, but when I'm through, you'll see I've been telling the truth." "LET ME UP YOU CRAZY BITCH. THIS IS ONLY GOING TO GET YOU THROWN OUT ON YOUR ASS." "If you're going to scream, I might as well give you something to scream about." She tightened her legs around his neck, and got what she hoped for. "AARRGGGHHHHHH!" "MY..NECK..MY..NECK..PLEASE.. STACY..YOU'RE..KILLING..ME!" "Just showing you I'm serious Vince. I'm going to let you up now, so you can't say I didn't give you a chance. You have to get by me to get out, so lets see if you can do it."

Stacy unwound her legs from his neck and released his arms. She stood in front of the door, waiting for him to get to his feet. He lie there for a few seconds, rubbing his neck and mumbling to himself, before he got up. "You don't have to block the doorway you stupid bitch. I'm not going to try and get out of here. I'm going to beat the fuck out of you, before I go to my office and tear up your contract. You're done in this business you blond bimbo. I'll make damn sure of that."

"After I put the word out, no one will hire you to clean their restrooms. And when I'm through fucking you up, no one will want you that way either. You just made the worst mistake of your short career sweetheart. You should have thought this through a little better before you fucked with me. Because I'm really going to hurt you bitch." He reached for her to drag her to the floor, but Stacy was much faster then he figured she would be.

Quickly stepping to her right, she grabbed his left wrist in her left hand and his shoulder in her right. Pulling on his wrist while pushing hard on his shoulder, she slammed him face first into the door.."WHAM!"..his arm was then bent behind his back in a hammerlock and her right hand moved to the back of his neck. A hard push on his arm, and she was rewarded with a high pitched scream.."AARRRGGGHHHHHH!" "YOU'RE..BREAKING..MY..ARM.. YOU..BITCH!" "Is that anyway to talk to someone who can give you more pain, you stupid wimp?"

To prove her point, she pushed up on his arm again.."AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHH!" "OK..OK..I'M..SORRY..LET.. ME..GO..PLEASE..LET..ME..GO!" "Well, since you asked so nicely Vince, I guess I can do that. Throwing her right arm around his throat and turning her shapely hip into his back, he went flying over her to land face first in the floor.."WHAM!".. Stacy leaped into the air and drove her knees in his back hard. Another loud scream escaped his mouth. "AARRGGGHHHHHHH!" "You do an awful lot of screaming Vince, for someone that's going to beat the fuck out of me."

Stacy straddled his back and pulled his arms up over her up raised knees. Cupping his chin in her hands, she pulled back on his neck. He again tried to scream in the camel clutch she had him in. "MMFFGGGGHHHHH!" His scream was muffled from the pressure she was putting on his chin that was keeping his mouth tightly closed. "Having fun so far little man, because I am. Before I'm done with you, you'll be convinced that I can easily beat those pathetic excuses you call superstar wrestlers. Their all wimps, just like you."

"Now I'm going to be nice and let you up again Vince. I have other holds to show you, so don't think your pain is over." She released him and stood back as he slowly got to his feet. "I'm going to kill you for that bitch." "You keep threatening me boy, but so far you've been at my mercy. It's a good thing I'm showing you some." Rage filled his face as he threw a roundhouse at her beautiful face while he yelled, "FUCK YOU YOU SLUT!"

Used to having punches thrown at her in the ring, Stacy swayed her upper body back, causing him to miss. Even more pissed now, a left roundhouse came at her. Again she moved her upper body back to make him miss, but this time she retaliated with her own left..SMACK..it caught him flush in the face and he stumbled back. A snarling sound escaped his mouth, while punches in bunches were thrown at the lovely female warrior. Ducking and dodging with her fit shapely body, they missed their mark.

A dozen or so punches later, she seen an opening and started her own offense..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..she drove him back toward the door with precise targeting, and he couldn't seem to block or get away from any of them. When his back collided with the door.."WHAM!".. her right leg shot up, and she placed her bare foot under his throat, pinning him there. "As you can see pansy ass, I can box too. So stick to wrestling or I'll beat you senseless." He stood there making gurgling sounds as he tried to force her foot from his throat.

Smiling prettily, she lowered her foot and stepped back. He went through a coughing fit, before he was able to breathe normally. Thinking she wasn't prepared, he charged her like a stampeding rhino to tackle her to the floor. Just as he reached her, she threw a short right to his mid section..SMACK.. stopping him dead. As he grabbed his stomach, Stacy turned her back to him and reached over her right shoulder, grabbing the back of his head. A slight bend in the knees, and he went sailing over her shoulder to land hard in the floor.."WHAM!"

His large body bounced and he lie there not sure where he was at. She smiled as she sat down behind his head and raised him up to a sitting position. Wrapping her 42 inch legs around his ribs and locking her ankles in his lap, she also put her right arm through his right and reached across his back grabbing his left. Pulling his arms snug to her body, her fine looking strong legs tightened around his ribs with unbelievable power. He screamed out in pain again. "AARRGGHHHHHHH!"

"MY..RIBS..OH..GOD..OH..GOD..LET..ME..GO..PLEASE..LET..ME..GO." "You talk to much sissy ass." Stacy reached around and covered his mouth and nose with the palm of her left hand. "MMFFFFFGGHHH!" "There, that's better." He tried to struggle, but she had him pinned securely, so all he could do was kick his legs up and down. His ribs were at the breaking point and causing him quite a bit of pain. But fortunately for him, her smother hold covering his mouth and nose put him to sleep. She smiled and stood up.

Dragging his sleeping body over near the foot of her bed, she laid him down on his back with his head pointing toward it. Sitting down, she took is wrists in her hands and placed her bare feet across his shoulders. When she was ready, she slapped him awake with her right foot, and placed it back on his shoulder. "It looks like I have you again Vince. Are you beginning to believe I can whip your ass and all of those pussy's you call superstars?" "You crazy fucking bitch, I'm going to destroy you and your pitiful career for good."

Stacy twisted his wrists outward, forcing another loud scream from his snarling mouth. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHH!" "I told you once little man. Never run your mouth to someone that can give you excruciating pain. Now lets try this again. Am I getting through to you, that I can out wrestle you and every one of your pathetic superstar wimps?" "I'm going to bury you when I get out of here you fucking cunt." "There you go again Vince, you just don't learn do you? But you will boy, you will."

Another twist on his wrists brought another loud scream. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHH!" "NOOOOOOOO..PLEASE..STACY..STOP..YOU'RE..GOING..TO..BREAK..MY..WRISTS." "That's my point wimp. To prove to you that I can do as I wish and you are powerless to stop me." Another twist, another scream. "AARRGGHHHHH!" "LET..ME..GO..PLEASE..LET..ME..GO..STACY." "You still talk to much Vince." She moved her bare feet to his face, covering it completely. Her bare soles mashed down over his nose and eyes while her toes covered his mouth. His screams were again muffled. "Ahhh yes, that's much more quiet, don't you think so Vince?"

She rubbed her bare feet in his face a while, and twisted his wrists a few more times before turning him lose. Dropping his arms, she rolled back on her bed and stepped off of the side nearest the door. Just in case he had ideas of running now. Vince got up shaking his arms trying to get the feeling back in them. Stacy smiled as she stood and waited. She could see pure hatred in his eyes when he looked at her.

He stepped toward her and they locked arms. Before he could get anything started, she crossed his arms one over the other, and turned her back to him. Pulling his arms down over her right shoulder, she bent her knees and he sailed over her and landed hard on the floor.."WHAM!"..While he was dazed, she straddled his body and grabbed his wrists. Pulling his left arm across his throat, she put his hand on the floor beside his head with his palm up. She placed her left knee in his palm, pinning it there. She done the same with his right arm, pinning his hand beside his head with her right knee.

Sitting up and spreading her fingers on her slim hips, she looked down on him and smiled. "Looks like I have you at my mercy again, you pathetic loser." He tried to respond, but his arms were crushing his own throat and nothing intelligible came out. "She placed her left hand on his elbows and pushed down, causing his face to turn bright red. "You see boy. A little bit of pressure and I can choke you to death with your own arms. So if I were you, I wouldn't call me names with that filthy mouth of yours."

She playfully slapped his face and tweaked his nose as she laughed at his predicament. "OK Vince, I'm going to let you up again so I can show you some more of my holds." Keeping pressure on his elbows until she could rise to her feet, she stepped away from him. Vince slowly climbed to his feet, having another coughing fit. Finally his breath returned to normal and he faced her again.

When he stepped up to her this time, he again started firing massive missiles at her pretty face. Everyone of them designed to take her head off. "I warned you wimp. You should have paid attention." After dodging ten punches, she blocked his next right and opened up on him with accurate female fists..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..she drove him around the room as he stumbled and staggered where ever she took him.

His large arms dropped useless to his sides, making him totally defenseless against her assault. Stacy smiled and pounded him at will..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK.. SMACK..SMACK..he was completely helpless trying to stop her. SMACK..his eyes rolled back in his head and he collapsed to his knees and fell over against her thigh. She grabbed a hand full of his hair and tilted his head back. "I told you I would beat you senseless if you continued to try and hit me."..SMACK..he dropped to the floor at her feet, sleeping soundly.

Stacy decided to let him sleep for a bit and went to pour herself a glass of wine. She calmly sat at the foot of her bed and sipped it as she watched him sleep. Finishing the wine, she sat the glass down and checked on the video recorder. It was working perfectly so she went and woke him up. "As you know Vince, my most dangerous weapon are my beautiful long legs. I think it's time I showed you just how devastating they are. Prepare yourself to feel a lot of pain, pansy ass. Because this is going to hurt."

Still a little groggy from being knocked out, he wasn't ready for her attack. She grabbed his left arm and began swinging him in a circle. After building up enough momentum, she turned him lose, aiming for the wall. His back slammed into it.."WHAM!".. and he staggered forward a few steps before flopping to the floor on his face. He was completely out of it when she wrapped her strong legs around his in a figure four leg lock. The first burst of power brought his eyes open wide and a loud, painful scream.

"AARRGGGHHHHH!" "MY..LEGS..MY..LEGS..OH..GOD..OH..GOD..PLEASE..STACY..YOU'RE..BREAKING..MY..LEGS." "I told you to prepare yourself for a lot of pain wimp. Did you think I was bluffing?" "ARRGGGHHHHHH!".."PLEASE..OH.. GOD..PLEASE..STOP..STACY..PLEASE." "AARRGGHHHHH!" "OK you big baby I'll stop. But I'm not done with you yet you weak little shit." She unfolded her legs from his and he rolled over on his stomach moaning and close to tears. Stacy sat up against the wall behind him.

Taking him by the shoulders, she lifted his upper body and slipped her left leg under him at the waist. Stretching her right leg over him she locked her slender ankles in front of his stomach. Rolling him on his left side, his left arm was trapped behind him on the floor, and his right arm she stuffed between her thighs. Sitting back against the wall, her vice grip legs tightened around his ribs. His screaming and begging started again.

"NOOOOOOOOO!".."PLEASE STACY..NOOOOOOOOOOOO..YOU'RE..BREAKING..MY..RIBS..IT..HURTS..PLEASE..IT..HURTS..STOP..STACY..PLEASE." "Do you admit that I could whip those pathetic losers you call superstars?" "I..DON'T..KNOW..PLEASE..I..DON'T.. KNOW..JUST..LET..ME..GO..STACY..PLEASE." One more burst of power, brought another scream from him before she eased up on the pressure and turned him to his back.

His left arm was pulled across his throat again and held in place with her right hand. His right arm was bent up his back in a hammerlock and held by her left hand. Tightening her legs across his stomach and back this time, forced more screams from his begging mouth and tears to flow rapidly from his slightly swollen eyes. "AARRGGGHHHHH!" "NOOOOOOOO!" "PL.PLEASE..S.STACY..IT..H.HURTS..PL.PL.PLEASE..IT..H.HURTS..LET..ME..GO ..OH..G.GOD..PL.PLEASE..L.LET..ME..G.GO."

"Ahhhhhh, did the mean girl that isn't good enough to beat up men make you cry? That's a shame. Are you ready to change your mind, or do I keep torturing you little man?" "L.Look..S.Stacy..it's..o.out..of..my.. h.hands..the..p.public..w.wouldn't..un.underst.stand..or..c.condone..s.seeing..a..m.man..de.destroy..y.you..on..TV..t.the..r.ratings..would..pl.plummet..and..w.we..w.would..all..be..o.out..of..w.work." "Oh I think the public would eat it up. Especially when I win."

"Now promise me a match with a man and I'll let you up so you can get out of here. Otherwise I'm going to keep hurting you. It's the only way you're leaving here Vince, so quit being so stubborn." She clamped down again on his stomach and felt it cave in as his tears came pouring out. "PL.PLEASE..PL.PLEASE.. NO..MORE..I..C.CAN'T..T.TAKE..IT..S.S.STACY." "Then agree to my terms wimp. That's your only option."

He lie there crying and whimpering, but didn't say a word. "Have it your way boy. But your just a little weakling that I will toy with until you change your mind." She turned him lose and he flopped over on his stomach, bawling like a baby. Stacy straddled his back and wrapped her right leg around his right arm, stretching her leg across his back and hooking her toes on the left side of his head. She repeated the maneuver with her left leg, trapping his arms between them. Applying pressure with her toes to the sides of his head and squeezing her legs, bent his arms toward each other, causing him a great deal of pain.

His screams started again, as his bawling mouth opened as wide as it would go. She kept squeezing as she watched him soak the carpet below his face with his tears. "Give up and agree to my demands pansy ass, and I'll set you free." He shook his head no and screamed again when she tightened her python legs a little more. "AARRRGGGHHHHHHHHH!" "It really hurts, doesn't it sissy? Get used to it, because I'll keep hurting you until I get my way."

She was certain his arms were useless to him as well as his legs. His ribs were in terrible shape and his mid section had been turned to jello. It was time to work on his head, she thought to herself. Maybe she could squeeze some sense into it. She released him and turned him on his stomach. His resistance was feeble at best. There wasn't anymore strength left in his body anywhere. Sitting against the wall, she stuffed his head between her thighs with his face in her direction. She turned on the power.

He screamed and screamed while he bawled and begged, but she ignored his pleas and tightened her male crushing legs. He soon passed out from the pain. She slapped him awake and resumed his massacre as she laughed. "You were looking at my beautiful legs all night Vince. Don't they look as good up close. You know there are plenty of men who would give their right arm to be between my long, strong legs, and here you are screaming and beating on them."

He passed out three more times before he relented and finally gave her what she wanted. He was afraid she was going to crush his skull if he didn't get his head out from between those killer legs, and the only way out was to give in to her. "OK..Stacy..you..win.. you..win..I'll..set..up..a..match..with..one..of..the..men..just..please..let..me..go." "I thought you would see it my way in the end little man. Now let me show you something before you get the idea you can go back on your word as soon as you leave here."

She turned him loose and walked over to her closet. Opening the door, she let him see the video recorder. "I have our whole session video taped Vince. If you try and go back on your word, I'll release it to every news channel in this state and spread it all over the internet. You will be humiliated and shamed beyond your wildest dream. And if that doesn't work. One night when you're not expecting me, I'll drag you out of your office and take you up in the ring and whip your ass in front of millions of people." "IS THAT CLEAR YOU WEAKLING?"

"Yes..S.Stacy..it's..cl.clear..I..g.give..up..y.you..w.win..I'll..do..wh.what..y.you..ask..b.but..y.you.. have..to..g.give..me..a..l.little..t.time..I..c.can't ..m.make..it..h.h.happen..over..n.night." "That's fine Vince, but don't take to long. After the match is over, I'll give you the tape. Because when I wipe up the floor with whom ever you match me with, the public will clamor for more mixed matches. I'm about to become you're new superstar Vince my boy, so get used to seeing me around. You may go now wimp."

Vince staggered out the bedroom door and gathered up his coat. He began to run for the front door to get away before she changed her mind. Stacy watched him go with a large smile on her beautiful face. After he was gone, she leaped on the bed and bounced up and down on her knees like a small child screaming, "YES!" "YES!" "YES!" Stopping to calm herself down, she removed the white lingerie teddy to take a nice long bath. All of a sudden, she turned to the camera and smiled. "Oops, forgot to turn that off. I'll have to edit that part out." Laughing at herself, she strolled over and shut it down.