Bcw Pt 01 Raw Roulette

So, first off, obviously, there are several stories like this already on here, by writers who do a much better job than I can. But, sometimes I'll be on here and feel like I've read most of them already, and need a new story to read, or a new combination that hasn't been written yet.

This story is completely fictional, and I am not affiliated with World Wrestling Entertainment. This, as well as some stories that may follow, takes place in an alternate, fictional universe from WWE. While some things have been lifted, it is not canon within WWE storylines, and is an offshoot of a separate project of mine, and did not really happen. (Feel free to skip the first couple paragraphs as it's just some backstory on the fed and where the fed in this universe differs from WWE.)

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Women had been a steady part of Eric Bischoff's new promotion, BCW, for over a year and half now. It started in year three, when he signed the legendary Trish Stratus and Lita. A few months later, A.J. Lee & Kaitlyn were added to the roster, and the British-born Paige and Australian-born Emma soon followed.

Paige, Emma, & Kaitlyn had been booked in a stable called The SHE-ield for over a year now. In the first year of women's addition to BCW, five out of the six, Emma excluded, had a reign with the Women's Championship. At WrestleMania 4, Lita defended her BCW Women's Championship against A.J., who fifteen years earlier was in tears when she met Lita at an autograph signing.

On the episode of RAW the night after Mania, Bayley, an eager young, childlike superstar made her debut. The week after, Lita took on both Lee & Bayley in a Triple Threat match for her Title, but there was interference, by three more debuting female superstars: Summer Rae, Charlotte, and Sasha Banks, collectively known as the BFFs. The BFFs had a dual-objective, to challenge The SHE-ield to be the top stable in BCW, and to challenge anyone individually to be the top female in BCW.

A few months later, Becky Lynch debuted in BCW, and in her first two matches, put Trish Stratus and Summer Rae in Injured Reserve by breaking their arms, the latter of which revealed her as a secret member of the BFFs, and revealed that Sasha, not Summer, was their true leader.

At Summerslam, Charlotte won a Money in the Bank match against Kaitlyn, Emma, Bayley, A.J. Lee, & her stable-mate Becky Lynch. The circumstances in the division being what they were, Bayley, Lita, & A.J Lee also had to align, and the three trios spent months attacking each other and interfering with each others' matches- causing Bischoff to enforce a rule where if anyone interfered with a Women's Championship or No. 1 Contender's match, their contract would be terminated.

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This was all coming to a head at the upcoming War Games Pay-Per-View. It would be The SHE-ield vs. Team Bay-Lee-Ta vs. The BFFs, in a Triple Threat Trios Elimination Match. Two weeks before the Pay-Per-View, Bischoff was doing a special RAW Roulette episode.

Each match in Raw Roulette is announced by Commissioner Bischoff spinning a wheel with 24 numbered squares, with each of those squares corresponding to a match stipulation, on a chart on a clipboard in his hand.

"Now," Bischoff says to the camera in his typical sleazy voice, "It's for the wheel to determine the fate of the women tonight. They've already Main Evented Pay-Per-Views, and had high-intensity stipulation matches, so of course they would a match determined by the wheel as well."

"However," Bischoff continued, revealing a possible twist, "the next two spins of the wheel aren't going to be for a match stipulation. Remember when the first spin of the night (for a match between two other wrestlers earlier in the show) landed on the square corresponding to 'Bischoff's choice'? Well, I decided to make more than one choice at that time. I also decided what stipulation I wanted for the women."

"Up next, two members of the Women's division will compete in a standard, onefall, 1 on 1 match, with no interference allowed, but with the winner getting to do whatever they wanted to the loser... sexually." Bischoff had his sleaziest grin possible revealing his intentions. "Call it whatever you want, a different kind of 'Submission' match, a form of 'Ultimate Surrender,' 'HOTter Lesbian Action.'"

"After the conclusion of tonight's RAW, the BWN, (Bischoff Wrestling Network, an online library/ streaming service) will carry the... aftermath of tonight's match, where the winner will 'claim their prize."

Bischoff was declaring his stipulation in the most evil way possible, he wanted whoever lost to be humiliated, and kept pausing his delivery for dramatic effect.

"Parents, make sure you've revoked all your kids' electronic devices when RAW is over. For any unsupervised viewers who the... material may not be suited for, we took a few extra 'pre-screening precautions.'"

"A few members of our ring and camera crew are going to set up some... amenities in the ladies' locker room so it'll be set up for the end of the match. I'm also mandating that one member of the winner and loser's respective groups stays in the locker room to make sure everyone's compliant.. Of course all the women on the roster have the option to stay and get a good view of the show, as long as they don't interfere."

On his clipboard, Bischoff had another list with a name matching each number from 1 to 24, with a female superstar's name corresponding, but the camera didn't reveal the order.

This meant that, with only nine women and twenty-four numbers, there was no way of knowing which wrestlers Bischoff assigned one, two, three, or four numbers to. The General Manager spun the roulette wheel twice, and when the next commercial break ended, the two competitors would be revealed to the audience.

*Commercial break.* *Love that Chicken from Popeyes... Real pizza >>>>>>> Pizza Hut > Dominos > Little Caesar's > Papa John's... Every show on the USA Network is bad except 'Mr. Robot.'*

*Cut back from commercial*

Jim Ross, the play-by-play commentator welcomes the at-home viewers back and is audibly disgusted by Bischoff's choice.

"I'll tell you King, what Bischoff is making these women do here is sick! It's not right damnit! After the last year and a half, these women put on incredible matches, these slauberknockers, week after week, making their division credible. He's put them in high-profile matches. They've had some of the best damn matches we've called in the last 18 months, and in one night, Bischoff throws all that out the window.

"And for what? Something there's millions of incarnations of on the internet, which I know is the part of the internet you frequent. We've just seen Bischoff put together an incredible night of wrestling, and I know he's our boss, but tonight he showed that he's a sick, twisted individual, and erased any goodwill."

"Well J.R." Jerry Lawler replied, "The number that came up did correspond to "Bischoff's Choice." Bischoff didn't choose to have that number come up at random. Bischoff's our boss, and he CHOSE what he felt would be best suited for both the competitors and the at-home audience. I just feel bad for our live audience, J.R., they paid a lot of money and they gotta wait til they get home to see the Main Event, heh heh."

"A damn WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP match is on later tonight!" Ross cut King off. "That's the Main Event damnit. You're as sick as Bischoff is, but I know whichever two women are in the match it's gonna be a heckuva damn match. That's for damn sure."

*Feed cuts to the WWE ring.*

The entrance theme that hits for the first name that RAW Roulette drew: Becky Lynch, the 5'6" 29-year-old tough Irish woman. Lynch, was per Bischoff's order, not accompanied by Sasha Banks and Ms. Money in the Bank Charlotte. Becky had debut the most recently among the women's roster, but had as big an impact as one could, when she broke the arm of Trish Stratus in her debut, and in the next week, breaking the arm of Summer Rae, ousting her as the third member of the BFFs, and revealing Sasha as the true Boss of the faction.

The name that Raw Roulette drew to be her opponent was A.J. Lee, the 5'2", 29-year-old Puerto Rican-American woman. Lee had been the BCW Women's Champion twice, wrestled at the biggest event of the year but was still intimated by her opponent.

Becky had already beaten A.J. once, which was the third of a three-match winning streak she strung together to start off her career, all three were by submission. A.J. had been in a slump since the BFFs debut, partly because she had been given a concussion on the night they arrived, and she was limited to a stretch where she only wrestled one match in a three-month span, and when she came back, her first match was the loss to Lynch.

This was now four months later, and Lee had been for the most part recovered. While their match didn't have the weapons violence of other RAW Roulette stipulations, A.J. & Becky still had one of the best matches of the night. It takes excellent storytelling to make a match really shine, and the one A.J. & Becky's was telling was that clearly, neither one wanted to be humiliated by having to sexually submit to the other. Added to that, the fact that both women will be involved in another match, one with all nine active members of the division in just 13 days.

Both women only attempted their submission holds twice each, as they both sensed that neither would tap out tonight in this match with this stipulation of all stipulations. There was a lot of back-and-forth, but with Becky on offense for roughly 65% of the match.

Lynch hit four Bex-Plexes throughout the match, with one leading to a near-fall. Later in the match, Lee hit a Shining Wizard from the apron on to Becky on the floor, but the time it took to get her back in the ring was enough to kick out. A few minutes later, Becky hit a T-Bone Suplex on Lee, then picked her up to try to Superplex her opponent.

A.J., however, gathered the strength to break out of the facelock, knock Becky off the turnbuckle and connect with a missile dropkick right to Becky's chest to knock her down. Lynch was now on her stomach, and was trying to gather the strength to push herself back up, but Lee connected with another shining wizard right to her jaw. Lee turned Becky over on her back, did her traditional hooking of both legs, and the referee counted three.

The referee raised A.J.'s hand in victory, Becky rolled out of the ring in defeat, Lee looked over at her defeated opponent, but Lynch didn't look back. It was slowly dawning on her what was about to happen. As soon as Lynch got behind the curtain, Bischoff had employed some security to make sure Lynch got back to the locker room. Becky couldn't run. It would've meant her job if she had tried to escape.

The other seven active women watched the match in the back, keeping their distance given the animosity, but as soon as it was over, Bayley, had her stuff packed and started to exit the arena. Protecting her own innocence, she didn't want any part of what was about to happen.

Adhering to Bischoff's mandate, Lita stayed in the locker room, as did Becky's stablemates Sasha and Charlotte, who were more than disappointed in Becky. The three members of The SHE-ield, Kaitlyn, Paige, and Emma also hung around. Since they were feuding with both trios they essentially had no dog in the fight, but reveled in chaos, so they all stuck around to witness the aftershow.

Becky Lynch made her way to the locker room. She might've had the most defeated look ever captured on a wrestling show. She looked over at Sasha and Charlotte, who just glared at her, and said nothing. She could easily sense the disappointment in their eyes, but Becky was going to play by her boss' rules and submit to her opponent from a few minutes ago.

Every woman on the roster wondered to some degree what would've happened had two women from the same trio been put in a match against each other. These alliances had been the way they were for six months, and something like this might've created a sense of awkwardness that ruined the cohesion. They were all thankful that wasn't the case.

Becky didn't wrestle all over the world just to have sex with a co-worker on camera when she got to the top company. She just wanted to be the toughest wrestler, female or otherwise, wherever she worked.

Every wrestler would shower off after their match as part of their routine, so Becky made her way to the stalls in the locker room, but Lita grabbed her and stopped her. While they weren't as close nit as the SHE-ield and the BFFs Lita for tonight, carried out what her stablemate, A.J. asked.

"Actually Becky, A.J. said if she won, to not let you shower before you two, got to it." Lita demanded. It was an awkward for mission for her to carry out, but she had to stand by her ally, especially with the big Triple Threat Trios match coming up. A.J. felt that it wouldn't be as easy to see the defeat when she looked at her if she was clean and refreshed.

Becky was somewhat taken aback by this, but understood and turned back the other way and walked to a corner of the locker room sulking.

A.J. got to the back, and she and Becky were kept separate from each other as the production crew finished preparation for the special aftershow, and waited for the main event of that episode to finish and for RAW to go off the air.

When the Network special went live, Becky was escorted back into the locker room where her friends, Charlotte and Sasha were. Becky had the feeling of dread, fearing the shame and embarrassment that was about to come.

She wondered if maybe A.J. would have mercy, maybe not embarrass her too much, maybe not engage in any sexual actions at all.

That was wishful thinking. She knew that it was. Becky knew this was gonna be A.J.'s revenge for all the beatdowns her and the BFFs had given her, Bayley, and Lita, and for them causing A.J. to go on injured reserve twice.

The ring crew set up a small mattress in the middle of the locker room with a top sheet, a couple of pillows, and a small box, about the same size as Charlotte's Money in the Bank briefcase. Becky sat down at the foot of the mattress, crouching forward, putting her face in her hands, like a child who had just been admonished.

Bischoff entered the room to remind everyone who was still in the locker room that there would be severe consequences if there was any interference in the proceedings. Then he went to his office to make sure the production of the special went smoothly.

A.J. burst into the locker room jubilantly. Knowing what she was about to do to her Irish opponent for tonight gave her the adrenaline rush that replenished the energy she lost in her match. A.J. was both shorter and slimmer than Becky, but that didn't matter in the match, and that wasn't going to matter now. A.J. knew that she was about to dominate the Irishwoman again, in a different setting.

A.J. was more than eager to claim her prize for the night. She felt that Becky had a unique combination of cute, pretty, and sexy- She had a cute face, and her muscular figure made her one of the more physically intimidating women on the roster, which made A.J. even more turned on because since she won, she was planning on dominating her.

Becky glanced over, helplessly at her stablemates again. It was difficult to gauge their reaction. Did they have any sympathy at all for their friend and stablemate? Or were they too consumed with disappointment in her losing to feel empathy?

A.J. approached Becky, the cameras had started rolling, and she was about to claim her prize. A.J. had already been Women's Champion, and reveled in achieving a different type of accomplishment here tonight.

Becky had been with a few men in her life, but had never been with another woman. A.J. had been with a woman before, one of them was sitting in that locker room. However, neither wrester had ever had sex with a camera crew in the room.

"Don't worry, Becks." A.J. said, standing over her recently defeated opponent. "At the end of the night, we'll both be winners."

A.J. started by taking off her green shirt as part of her ring gear, then removed the red top of Becky's ring gear and the bra she wore underneath, revealing her average size breasts.

A.J. then sat right on Becky's legs, so she was face-to-face with her on her lap. A.J. leaned in and kissed Becky on the lips. A.J. had to somewhat-aggressively part Becky's lips herself, so she could stick her tongue into Becky's.

Becky was still somewhat stunned, uncoorporative, and barely reciprocated any of what the smaller wrestler was doing.

To take her out of her daze, A.J. stood up again, took off her bra, letting out her smaller, perky breasts, and stuck her left breast into Becky's mouth. Becky's first reaction was to move her head away, but A.J. guided her head over her nipple, which had hardened as soon as she saw the Becky sitting there in sweaty, shameful defeat.

"Suck." A.J. demanded, she knew Becky was still nervous and apprehensive. Becky took her tongue and gave short quick licks at A.J.s breast.

A.J., unsatisfied, stood up, and knew she needed to accelerate the process.

"You have to do EVERYTHING I say." A.J. reminded her.

A.J. still wearing her jean shorts from her ring gear, stood over Becky and said, more forcefully, "Take it off."

Becky, visibly shaking unzipped A.J.'s jean shorts, and lowered them, revealing A.J.'s nice, round butt that once in a while, the camera would get a good view of sticking out of her shorts.

A.J. stepped out of her shorts, then swiftly took off her panties, and shoved them in Becky's face. A.J. was already wet, but Becky, who had only been with men, was taken aback by the mix of A.J.'s sweat from their match, and her wetness.

"Lie down, on your back." A.J. requested. Even though Becky showed a lot of reluctance at first, she knew that if she made enough demands, Becky would have to start listening.

Becky scooted back on the mattress and lay down on her back. A.J. lowered her pussy onto Becky's mouth. Becky had never eaten a pussy before, and now was going to eat one for the first time on camera.

A.J. hovered over Becky and began to lower herself so she could sit on the bigger wrestler's face. Becky reluctantly opened her mouth and started very slowly, and with little effort, lapping at the smaller wrestler's outer lips. Becky still showed that she was resistant to the stipulation.

This went on for about a minute when A.J. raised herself back up. Then looked down at Becky, and gave her a look that showed her patience had run thin.

"Look." A.J. barked. "Taking things slow is fine. But not THIS slow. You see these cameras, they're here to film a show. There's people watching at home who are gonna shut off their stream."

Becky, already frustrated, in her thick Irish accent retorted, "I could give a crap what the pervets at home think-"

"I know that's probably what you want." A.J. said cutting her off, "but I don't think Bischoff would like that too much."

A.J. placed her pussy back on Becky's mouth and continued to demand, "Now, you're going to put some effort into eating my pussy, you're gonna shove your tongue all the way into my sweet pussy, until I cum. Then, I'm going to make you cum, maybe a couple of times, and you, me, and the viewers at home will all be happy."

Slowly, Becky started to think about how the quicker she complied, the quicker it would be over. Becky thought if she was ever the Women's Champion, then this shame and embarrassment would all be worth it.

For the first time in the night, Becky started to show a shred of willingness to play by the rules set earlier in the night. Becky had never eaten a pussy before, and it showed, but soon she finally gave in.

Becky shoved her tongue into A.J.'s pussy and started licking her insides up and down. Becky was finally starting to forget about the cameras and her peers and friends watching. A.J., was relieved, in more ways than one.