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Now... Kristi and Dice present:



He Said, She Said Part 1: Diana's Version
by Kristi (Kristi_aka@hotmail.com)
and Frederick "Dice" Casden (diceandkristifiles@yahoo.com)

In early May 1996 at the World Wrestling Federation's headquarters in
Stamford, Connecticut, Todd Pettengill, the WWF's lead interviewer is sitting
in a studio across from Diana Hart-Smith, the wife of the 'British Bulldog'
Davey Boy Smith and sister of Bret and Owen Hart. Todd bites his tongue and
takes a deep breath as the cameraman filming them gives him the signal to
begin the interview. "Diana... thank you for coming today... I... understand
that these may be some trying times for you..." Todd says before pausing as
Diana uses a tissue to wipe her left eye. "On the April 29 edition of Monday
Night RAW you and Jim Cornette accused World Wrestling Federation Champion
Shawn Michaels of... sexually assaulting you after the In Your House pay-per-
view the night before..."

Diana Hart-Smith slowly nods her head as she looks at Todd Pettengill. "That
is the truth, Todd...there's no need to go further..." Diana replies as she
locks her strong, but helpless eyes with Todd.

"I understand but on that episode of RAW, when you, Mr. Cornette and your
husband Davey Boy Smith confronted Shawn... he clearly denied what you said
before you slapped him..." Todd says, "And the whole world would like to know
what happened after In Your House..."

Diana Hart-Smith pauses for a moment and then sighs, "Todd, what happened
after the In Your House pay-per-view is something that I don't care to speak
about again, however, attention has to be made as to the kind of monster that
Shawn Michaels is...." Diana pauses and presses her lips together. "After the
pay-per-view, Shawn Michaels took advantage of me..." Diana Hart-Smith says,
her voice wavering slightly with emotion. "I was the victim, Todd! Shawn
Michaels put his filthy hands on me..."

"But you have to admit the timing of you accusing Shawn Michaels of these
events just minutes after Davey Boy Smith has been named the number one
contender for the WWF Championship is a bit... unusual..." Todd Pettengill
says as he tries to find out more of what occurred.

Diana Hart-Smith's beautiful eyes widen out of surprise. "Todd how dare you
suggest that I am making up this accusation. I am the victim...I know my
rights!" Diana says, before taking a deep breath. "You want to know exactly
what happened to me?"

"That is why we're here..." Todd nods his head.

Diana swallows a bit and firmly looks at Todd Pettengill. "Fine...I'll tell
you what happened after In Your House...and it is the truth..."

* * *

Backstage at the Omaha Civic Auditorium in Omaha, Nebraska on April 28, 1996,
the In Your House Pay-Per-View known as Good Friends, Better Enemies has just
completed it's broadcast following Shawn Michaels retaining his WWF
Championship in a no-holds barred match against his former best friend 'Big
Daddy Cool' Diesel. Shawn, wearing black wrestling tights with blue 'broken
hearts' printed on them, leaves the trainers room with his WWF Championship
belt as the first of three special matches for the fans in attendance gets
started.

Shawn walks from the trainers room to his private dressing room as Savio
Vega's music plays in the arena, "Man... got rid of Diesel... can't wait to
see who I get next..." Shawn says as he passes by the open locker room door
that leads into Davey Boy Smith's locker room. Shawn stops after he passes it
and then backs up a few steps and he sees Diana Hart-Smith inside, "Well
hello..." Shawn smirks as he cockily enters the locker room much to Diana's
surprise.

Diana Hart-Smith quickly turns around and laughs a bit "Shawn...umm...this is
Davey's locker room, what are you doing here?" Diana asks as she presses her
soft lips together, dressed in a pair of nicely fitted black pants and a
white blouse.

Shawn smirks as he lays his WWF Championship belt down on a table, "Well I'm
the WWF Champion... and I'm doing what I want..." Shawn says while he licks
his lips as he looks at Diana.

Diana raises an eyebrow and looks at Shawn Michaels with confusion. "What do
you want, Shawn?"

"Well I think that's obvious..." Shawn grins as he closes the locker room
door and locks it. "I'm the Heartbreak Kid... and I want the hottest women in
town..." Shawn says as he starts to walk towards Diana.

Diana starts to slowly back away from Shawn Michaels as he approaches her.
"Shawn...I don't think it's a good idea that you're in here..."

"That's what makes this exciting..." Shawn grins as he lunges forward to grab
Diana's wrists to pull her towards himself.

"Shawn! Stop this!" Diana Hart-Smith screams as she is jerked against the
body of Shawn Michaels as he holds onto her wrists.

"Oooo feisty... I like that..." Shawn Michaels laughs as he lets go of her
right wrist so that he can wrap his right arm around her body. Shawn then
lets go of Diana's left wrist so that he can rip open her white blouse. Diana
places her left hand against Shawn Michaels's tanned and nicely hair covered
chest as she tries to push Shawn away after just ripping her white blouse and
exposing her white bra underneath.

"Oh keep fighting baby... I love it..." Shawn licks his lips as he grabs the
front of Diana's bra and roughly tugs on it until her bra's straps rip
allowing him to expose Diana's firm and nicely sized tits.

"Shawn...please! I don't want this!" Diana replies as turns her body slightly
away from him.

"Every chick wants HBK..." Shawn replies as he lets go Diana as she turns
away from him. But the sly WWF Champion grabs the waistline of Diana's pants
and roughly pulls them down, causing Diana to fall towards the large couch
that sits in the middle of her husband's locker room. Diana slowly lifts her
head back as she looks up from the couch and sees Shawn Michaels approaching
the couch as all she remains in is her white panties.

Shawn licks his lips, "Damn Davey Boy has good taste..." Shawn says as he
uses his left hand to hold Diana down as he uses his right hand to pull down
her white panties to expose her round, bare ass.

"Stop it! Stop it!" Diana yells as she tries to struggle against Shaw
Michaels as he slides the panties down her smooth legs.

"Fucking hot..." Shawn licks his lips as he finishes lowering Diana's white
panties. As he holds her down with his left hand, Shawn begins to lower his
wrestling tights as Diana struggles while he turns around to face him as
Shawn's thick and long cock comes out of his tights.

"Shawn! I want you to leave now!" Diana yells as she is forced to turn around
to face Shawn Michaels and his exposed thick and long cock.

"Funny... I want you to do something too..." Shawn grins as grabs a handful
of Diana's soft brownish-blond hair with his left hand. Shawn grips his thick
and long cock with his right hand and starts to push it against Diana's soft
moist lips.

"Mmmmmmm!" Diana groans in protest as the head of Shawn's cock presses
against her soft lips before Shawn uses more force, pushing his cock into her
mouth.

"Awww fuck..." Shawn smirks as he starts to thrust his cock in and out of
Diana Hart-Smith's warm and wet mouth as she tries to push herself away from
him.

"Mmmmmmm!" Diana groans as she places her hands onto Shawn's gorgeously
tanned and nicely toned waist as she tries to herself back, however, the
Heart Break Kid responds by placing his hands onto her head and forcing her
head further down on his cock.

"Yeahhhh awww yeah suck it...' Shawn Michaels groans as he pumps his cock
deeper into Diana's mouth as he pushes her head all the way down on his long
and thick cock.

"MMMMMMM! Gahhhhh! Gahhhhh!" Diana groans and gags on Shawn's cock as she
does her very best to lift her head from his cock, only causing Shawn to
apply more pressure with his hands, forcing her to deep throat his cock.

"Mmmmmm fuck.... Davey Boy must be tiny if you're gagging so much!" Shawn
laughs as swiftly pumps his cock repeatedly into Diana's mouth while keeping
her from lifting her head up.

"Mmmmmm! Gahhhhhh! Gahhhhh! Gahhhhhh!" Diana Hart-Smith groans and roughly
gags on Shawn Michaels's cock as he deeply holds his shaft in her mouth,
saliva dripping down.

"Mmmm yeah... you're a nasty little cock sucker..." Shawn licks his lips as
he jerks his cock out of Diana Hart-Smith's mouth, causing Diana to gasp for
air while her saliva drips out of her mouth.

Diana heavily breathes and closes her eyes as her chest moves up and down,
gasping for the refreshing air. "You...son of a bitch..."

Shawn smirks, "No... that would be your brothers..." Shawn smirks as he grabs
Diana by her shoulders and forces her to turn around. Shawn then grabs
Diana's hips and pulls her up to her feet before forcing her to bend forward.
The reigning WWF Champion then roughly shoves his cock into Diana's warm and
tight pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Diana Hart-Smith groans loudly and grits her teeth as her
entire body rocks forward as Shawn Michaels begins to repeatedly thrust his
cock in and out of her tight pussy from behind.

"Ohhh yeah that's a tight snatch..." Shawn grunts as he firmly holds onto
Diana's hips as he doesn't waste any time in building a brisk pace of how
he's slamming his dick into Diana's pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" Diana moans and bites down on her bottom lip as she
rocks back and forth quickly on her feet as Shawn pumps his cock swiftly into
her pussy and firmly pulls her back at the same time.

"Ahhhhh awww yeah.... mmmm fuck...' Shawn Michaels licks his teeth and tosses
his long brown hair back as he fucks the wife of The British Bulldog.

"Ohhhhhhh...mmmm you asshole!" Diana groans as her nicely rounded ass smacks
against Shawn's toned waist as he deeply drives his shaft into her tight
pussy.

"Ahhh.... what was that?" Shawn grins as he continues to ram his entire cock
into Diana's cunt while pulling her back against himself.

"You're an...ohhhhhh....ohhhh...asshole!" Diana Hart-Smith yells as she grits
her teeth tighter, while Shawn deeply rams his cock into her pussy from
behind.

"Ohhhhh you like it up the ass... okay!" Shawn grins as he pulls his cock out
of Diana's pussy. The Heart Break Kid licks his teeth as he pulls Diana with
him as he moves to sit on the couch and with the 1997 Miss Calgary Stampede
facing away from him, Shawn pulls her onto his lap and impales her asshole
with his thick and long dick.

"Ohhhhhhh! You....mother fucker!" Diana yells and closes her eyes tightly as
she is forced down on Shawn's cock, deeply forced in her tight ass.

"Mmmmm ahhh.... you kiss your mother with that mouth?" Shawn laughs and
groans as he starts to lift Diana Hart-Smith up and down on his cock that's
inside of her ass.

"Ohhhhhhh...mmmmmm...." Diana groans and leans her head back slightly, trying
to block out the thought of Shawn Michaels as he deeply pumps his cock upward
into her tight ass.

"Ohhh shit fuck... ahhh...' Shawn Michaels groans as he swiftly pumps his
cock up into Diana's ass while he bounces her up and down. Diana narrows her
eyes slightly and glances back at Shawn Michaels as she rapidly bounces up
and down on his cock, with him lifting and lowering her body.

"Yeah that's right... that's the champ fucking your tight ass..." Shawn
smirks at Diana as she glares back at him. Shawn pushes himself and Diana off
the couch and down to the floor, which results in Diana being underneath him.
The Heart Break Kid sits up on his knees and pulls his cock out of Diana's
asshole in order to turn her over onto her back as she tries to crawl away.
Diana places her hands behind and tries to push herself away from Shawn
Michaels as she kicks her smooth and tanned legs at the Show Stopper.

"Keep fighting Diana... like I said before I love 'em feisty..." Shawn grins
as he grabs Diana's legs and spreads them apart so that he can scoot between
them. The WWF Champion then forces his long and thick cock back into Diana's
cunt as she grabs his wrists to try and pull his hands off of her legs.

Diana grits her teeth as she tries to lift Shawn's hands from her smooth legs
as he continues to pump sharply into her tight pussy. "Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh
fuck!"

"Mmmmm ahhhhh..." Shawn Michaels grits his teeth as he repeatedly and sharply
rams his cock into Diana's pussy, causing her to move on the cold locker room
floor. Diana leans her head back against the cold locker room floor as she
lightly slides back and forth on her back with Shawn's cock deeply and
quickly ramming into her pussy.

"Mmmmm ahhh.... aww ahhh..." Shawn grunts as his cock starts to throb inside
of Diana's pussy as he continues to fuck her. Diana bites down on her bottom
lip and breathes heavily as sweat starts to coat her gorgeous body as Shawn
Michaels rapidly pumps his shaft into her wet pussy. Shawn smirks slyly at
Diana while his body is drenched with sweat from the combination of fucking
her and wrestling a near twenty-minute match. The Heart Break Kid pulls out
of Diana and quickly straddles her body, pinning her down on the ground
before he starts to stroke his throbbing shaft with his right hand while
pulling Diana's head up with his left hand.

Diana shakes her head in protest "No! No! Get off me!"

"Ahhh oh I'm gonna get off on ya all right..." Shawn grins and grunts as he
holds Diana's head firmly as he starts to cum, shooting his warm, thick jizz
onto her beautiful face. Diana Hart-Smith tightly closes her eyes as the
thick and warm cum from HBK's cock sprays and drips against her beautiful
face.

"Ahhh yeah mmmm fuck...' Shawn Michaels groans as his unloads every drop of
his cum onto Diana's face. Once he's spent he gets off of the exhausted wife
of Davey Boy Smith and grabs his wrestling tights to put them on.

Diana narrows her eyes as she carefully sits up. "You'll pay for this
Shawn...people will find out..."

Shawn smirks at Diana, "Ooo I'm so scared..." Shawn laughs as he walks
towards the locker room door. He then stops and looks back at Diana, "By the
way... if want some more... I'm easy to find cause like I use to say... I can
keep it up all night!" Shawn laughs before he opens the door and leaves.

-END-


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