***Author's note: This story started from a short scene that we wrote which eventually became "Chyna VS The Nation Of Domination", and therefore has a similar theme. The original ending of that story was to be Chyna waking up from an erotic dream, until we decided that this would be the cowardly way out. If that story was Chyna's dream of submission, this represents the fictional Mark Henry's dream of domination. *** ***This story features the WWF/WWE television characters of Chyna, Jacqueline, Mark Henry, and a number of others. It is not intended to portray the people that play those characters or their attitudes or sexual habits. *** ***Warning: While this story doesn't really feature any kinks that we haven't written about before, the degree of humiliation does perhaps go a little over the top. Even for one of our stories. Enjoy, or stop reading now. *** Broken Chyna Part 1: Fine Chyna by High-Heeled Jill (high_heeled_jill@hotmail.com) & Spring-Heeled Jack Chyna had initially laughed off Jacqueline's attempt to challenge the Ninth Wonder of the World for her recently won Intercontinental Title. She had quite literally laughed in fact, when she dismissed the idea in an interview, insisting that no woman could compete with her. Jacqueline had responded by calling her a coward live on RAW, and so Chyna decided that she just had to teach the cocky little Diva a lesson. Jacqueline was escorted to the ring by a grinning Mark Henry, and moments later the first and only woman to win the Intercontinental Championship was accompanied to the ring by the much less imposing figure of her girlfriend, Miss Kitty. Mark licked his lips as he watched the muscular, raven-haired amazon striding purposefully down the aisle. Chyna was wearing his favourite leather ensemble, the crotchless shorts with just a leather thong covering her treasures. The outfit displayed the full, round globes of her hard ass, and the matching leather bra emphasised the massive perfection of her breasts. Seeing her dressed that way excited Mark Henry no end, whose thoughts swirled with visions of the Intercontinental Champion's hard-muscled body, both the real vision before him and the imaginary ones he conjured in his mind. Of course, Jacqueline had a pretty hot body herself, athletically muscled with even bigger tits than Chyna and a big sexy ass, but her compact frame couldn't command Mark's colossal cock the way Ninth Wonder's amazonian physique did. The bell rang, and Jacqueline launched herself at the bigger woman. Chyna swatted her aside like a fly. Jacqui tried again, to no better effect, and Chyna then proceeded to dismantle the little black Diva in comprehensive fashion. Mark Henry felt his prick stiffen as he watched Chyna throw the diminutive black woman like a ragdoll around the ring for the next five minutes. Her flawless pale skin encasing those hard, flexing muscles, huge breasts bouncing in their barely adequate restraints, her wonderful naked butt-cheek jiggling erotically. Mark Henry tugged at the collar of his shirt. He felt distinctly warm. The crowd roared with approval as Jacqueline was demolished by fan-favourite Chyna. Of course Mark had known that Jacqui would stand no chance against the Ninth Wonder of the World; she didn't have to, but now he worried that it was beginning to look like she would not be able to fulfil her part of the plan. And that was when it happened, not exactly the way they planned, but through an excellent improvisation by the experienced black wrestler. Jacqueline was down on the canvas and Chyna reached down to grab Jacqueline's long black hair, pulling the little woman to her feet. Halfway, Jacqui reached up and grabbed Chyna's bra, just at the points where the shoulder straps connected to the cups, then she jammed her foot into the amazon's hard abdomen and she pulled back, dropping her own weight to the mat and kicking out against her opponent's belly. Caught by surprise, the Ninth Wonder was flipped over the little negress, and as she flew she heard something snap. Chyna rolled swiftly to her feet and the crowd went absolutely berserk. For a moment Chyna wondered what had happened, and then she saw Jacqueline, a broad grin on her face, holding up Chyna's leather bra! The amazon yelped and flushed bright red as she clasped her hands over her bare breasts, but it was far, far too late. Everyone had got a good long look at those magnificent mammaries. "Nice tits, bitch!" Taunted Jacqueline. Miss Kitty, dressed in a copy of Chyna's leather outfit, leapt up onto the ring apron and began screaming at the referee to disqualify the black woman. Jacqueline twirled the leather bra above her head and began dancing around the ring, to whoops and cheers from the appreciative crowd. Outside the ring, Mark Henry moved to block the ramp back to the locker rooms, just in case Chyna decided to make run for it. Simmering with fury, Chyna had no intention of running. When Jacqueline turned her back, the amazon took action. One hand slid across both naked breasts to cover them as much as possible while she drew back her free arm and clubbed the celebrating Diva with a powerful elbow to the back of her neck. The black woman dropped like a puppet with its strings cut, and the crowd booed Chyna for being a spoilsport. The Ninth Wonder ignored them. She knew they would be cheering her again in just a few seconds. Still covering her naked breasts, she rolled the little negress over with her booted foot and then reached down to untie her opponent's scarlet top where it was knotted between her heaving breasts, and then she peeled the fabric back. The audience erupted as they saw Jacqui's huge black boobs roll free. They were large and round and just soft enough to jiggle enticingly with every breath. Chyna jerked Jacqui up into a sitting position and then knelt down behind her. She pressed her big body up against Jacqueline's back, and then slid her covering arm free, so that her breasts were now pressed firmly against Jacqui and were mostly concealed by her opponent's body. The outer swell of her breasts could be seen, but her nipples were hidden from view. Chyna then hooked Jacqueline's well-muscled arms up into a full-nelson and lifted the black Diva to her feet. The crowd whooped and hollered as they got a clear and unobstructed view of Jacqui's awesome tits. Watching, Mark Henry's cock was like a fence-post in his pants. Jacqueline began to come round, and when she realised her predicament she struggled uselessly against the stronger woman. "Nice tits, bitch!" Chyna snarled into her ear, repeating Jacqui's earlier taunt. The Intercontinental Champion stood all the way up and her greater height and the full-nelson hold lifted the diminutive black woman off her feet. The Ninth Wonder walked around the ring carrying her writhing opponent like a trophy, presenting her to the appreciative crowd and ensuring that everyone got to see Jacqueline's huge bouncing breasts in all their glory. As she passed Miss Kitty, who was still standing on the apron with the dumbfounded referee, Chyna called her pretty girlfriend into the ring. Kitty was even smaller than Jacqui, and much less muscular, and she looked like a little girl as Chyna whispered in her ear, especially when an expression of delightful mischief appeared on her face. The white girl moved in front of the restrained Jacqueline, and, to the disbelief of the thousands in the arena and the millions watching at home, she reached out and grabbed Jacqui's tits! The black woman's eyes bulged and her mouth dropped open as Miss Kitty fondled her sensitive breasts, in front of millions of people, and to her horror she realised that it was turning her on! "Still think it's funny?" snarled Chyna. Mark Henry knew he should jump in to rescue Jacqui. In fact, he should have done it two minutes ago, but this was just too hot to interrupt. He would rescue her, but not yet. Chyna's slutty girlfriend groped, slapped, and pinched Jacqueline's big black boobs for what seemed like an age, but was in fact less than a minute before the Amazon nodded and Miss Kitty stepped back. "You shouldn't have messed with me. I don't settle for just getting even! I escalate!" As though that was a command, Miss Kitty knelt down in front of Jacqueline and reached out toward the waist of her shorts. Fearing for what little was left of her dignity, Jacqui kicked out at the little slut. Miss Kitty dodged and with one swift and well-practiced motion she jerked Jacqueline's shorts and panties down around her knees! The black woman's smooth shaven pussy was exposed before millions of lucky viewers and the arena was lit up by a thousand flashes, as everyone with a camera recorded the moment for posterity. Jacqueline was mortified! Where was Mark Henry? This wasn't part of the plan! Chyna again lifted the little wrestler and paraded her sexy naked body around the ring, to the exuberant cheers of the delighted crowd. Oh yes, Mark Henry thought, Chyna does more than just get even, but I can play that game too! And in his mind's eye he remembered how Chyna had humiliated him, teased him with her sexy body, excited him with promises of carnal delights, all to get him worked up so he would not be able to resist her cruel trick. He had been duped into getting his cock sucked by a transvestite, and not content with that, Chyna had then shown the videotape of his tranny blowjob to the entire world! Mark had burned with the humiliation of that moment for years. Oh yes, he owed Chyna big time, and his cock throbbed with his need. Part of him wanted to wait, to see just how far the evil bitch would push it, but the bigger part of him, the part that was threatening to tear through his pants, could wait no longer. Chyna was on the far side of the ring, with her back to Mark, so he drew his weapon and slid into the ring. The boos began before he was halfway across the ring, but the warning came too late for Chyna, who screamed and spasmed as he jammed his stun-gun into one her sexy butt-cheeks. ZAP! The two Divas fell to the floor and Jacqueline rolled clear. ZAP! The second jolt was applied to Chyna's rippling abdomen, and her big bare breasts bounced heavily as she thrashed and rolled onto her side in a foetal position. ZAP! The third was against her spine, between her shoulder blades, and made the amazon arch as she shrieked with pain. Miss Kitty leapt onto the giant black man's back and thrashed futilely against his head, desperate to save her pain-wracked mistress. Mark reached up and grabbed the little sidekick by the neck with one ham-sized hand. He pulled her round in front of him, holding her in mid air more than a foot up from the canvas. Grinning as she wailed and flailed uselessly, he jammed the stun-gun between her legs and shocked her for 5 screaming seconds until she passed out. He tossed the little white woman aside like a broken toy and turned back to his quarry, the Ninth Wonder of the World. The amazon was attempting to crawl across the mat toward the exit, but three shocks had left her limbs shaky and uncoordinated. Mark Henry paused in mid-turn, as he found the sight of Chyna crawling to be incredibly erotic. ZAP! He shocked her right shoulder, and she collapsed as her arm became useless and numb. Then he shocked her left shoulder, and then both legs, right at the hips, and Chyna was effectively paralysed. The effect he knew was temporary, but he savoured the helpless terror in the half-naked bull-dyke's eyes. "G-g-get oh-off m-muh-me!" Her voice was broken and querulous from the shocks, as the huge black man's meaty hands descended toward her. He rolled her onto her back and spread her legs, licking his lips as his hands stroked up her inner thighs toward the ultimate prize. "N-NO!" With trembling fingers, he pulled the leather thong to one side and grinned lustily as he beheld Chyna's tattooed pussy. The audience erupted with cheers. They couldn't see the wonderful sight that greeted Mark's eyes because the cameramen were poorly positioned and Mark's big body blocked the shot, but they could tell he was fiddling with her in a very naughty way! "G-get yuh-you're hands o-off of muh-me!" The helpless amazon protested, but her assailant just slapped her hard across the face. "Shut up, Bitch! I've waited a long time for this, and ain't nothing gonna stop me now!" Mark Henry pushed her thighs even wider apart and leaned down to get a really close to look at the pussy he had lusted after for years. The tattoo was a pattern of vines, or maybe barbed wire, he wasn't sure, but the mound below it was completely smooth, without even a hint that there had ever been any hair there, and her pussylips were as plump and juicy as a peach. Those lips glistened with her juices, the product of humiliating Jacqueline. The scent of her arousal filled his nostrils, and it intoxicated him. But the main focus of his attention, almost unavoidably since it was so prominent, was above those beautiful nether lips. The biggest and longest clitoris Mark Henry had ever seen. It was almost like a little cock. Including the hood, it had to be 2-inches long, and well over half-an-inch thick! ZAP! Chyna's body thrashed like a dying fish as the electric current flashed through her oversized clitty, and then slumped back down as she fell unconscious. To Be Continued . . .