Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Alexa Bliss, Bayley, Nikki Cross or Sasha Banks or any other former or current WWE diva. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Sasha Banks was so jealous of Bayley right now, and she hated herself for it. Alexa Bliss wasted no time in announcing herself the new Alpha female of SmackDown, and that now Sasha's 'best friend' was nothing but her bitch. Bayley was only too happy to prove this, first by pulling down her pants and spreading her cheeks, by revealing her ass hole being widely stretched by a butt-plug, and then by proudly proclaimed herself to be Alexa's anal loving bitch.
Which was more than enough, but Alexa added insult to injury by making the once proud champion kiss her feet, and then anally ride her strap-on dildo in the cowgirl position, so everybody, but especially Sasha, could watch those big meaty cheeks bounce up and down.
Normally, Sasha loved watching a big juicy ass jiggling as some anal slut bounced up and down a strap-on, but not when her girl was giving her slutty little ass hole up to someone else, and especially not when her girlfriend was now some other woman's anal bitch. But that was exactly what was happening, and Sasha was obscenely jealous. And the worst part?
She wasn't just jealous of Alexa for stealing Bayley away from her, breaking her, and thus ruining the really good thing they had going. No, she was jealous of Bayley for being able to take that big dick up her fat ass, her now former teammate loving every second of it. Something which made Sasha's body ache for what Bayley now had. It even made her ass hole quiver with jealousy, and worse, anticipation.
She had just about been able to avoid giving into the generous offer of joining her girlfriend in submission to Bliss Cross, but she wasn't out of the woods yet, as the next match would either get her back on track, and at least in some way into avenging the previous devastating loss, or possibly do her in for good. It was only Nikki Cross.
Sasha Banks was miles better than Nikki Cross, so this should be a piece of cake, right? But of course, Bliss Cross were cheating, making her all horny going into the match, and thinking about submissive thoughts. Not just with their actions, but with their words, constantly taunting her, especially that bitch Alexa, painting a vivid idea of what would happened to her if she lost tonight.
Which should have ironically motivated her all the more to win, either because it enraged her, or simply because she wanted to avoid Bayley's fate. Either way she should be easily able to imagine that it was her cock Bayley was riding with her fat ass, as they had done that like a thousand times.
However, try as she might, Sasha kept imagining it was her bouncing up and down on that dick, so much so that she had the urge to dildo or at least finger her own butt hole. And the only relief she got from that was when Alexa and Bayley left for a title match, but that only lasted a few minutes, Alexa squashing Bayley in seconds to capture the SmackDown women's title, and then they came backstage for more anal fun.
"And your winner, and new SmackDown women's champion, Alexa Bliss!" Alexa announced loudly as she entered the locker room, then condescendingly telling her pray, "You're up next Sasha, good luck out there. Break a leg. Or two."
"Where's the fun in that?" Nikki questioned with a wicked grin of her own, "I want both lakes intact, so we can put her in more positions later."
"Good point Nikki." Alexa purred wickedly, "She looks great on all fours, like the bitch she is."
"And just on her knees, like the bitch she is." Nikki chimed in with a wicked chuckle.
Sasha had been trying to save her breath, but that was the final straw, as she snapped angrily, "I'm going to ruin you! Both of you! Do you know who I am? I'm Sasha Banks, The Boss, The Blueprint, and the greatest women's wrestler of all time! No, I'm just the greatest of all time, regardless of gender. And you? You're nothing Nikki. I'm going to destroy you, and your little girlfriend too."
"You sure about that?" Nikki grinned.
"No doubt." Sasha huffed.
"Then you wouldn't mind if we raised the stakes then, will you?" Alexa questioned.
"So if you lose, you have to bottom for both me, and Alexa." Nikki revealed gleefully.
"Fine, but when I win, you're both mine, and I get Bayley back." Sasha countered, and then quickly added, "And you're not allowed to interfere."
"Deal." Alexa agreed with a wicked grin, "Be seeing you soon."
"Yes, you will." Sasha growled, stomping out of the door and quickly heading towards the ring.
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Once they were in the ring Sasha realized she had given Alexa a loophole, simply by specifying the new SmackDown women's champion couldn't interfere herself, but she didn't say anything about her bitches. And now thanks to publicly beating Bayley, Alexa was the Alpha female of SmackDown again, that meant there was a lot of bitches who could interfere on her behalf.
Most of them would probably be happy too, as they resented Sasha's greatness, and would probably love to see The Boss taken down. Of course the most effective way to get to her would be to send Bayley out here. God, she wouldn't even have to do anything, just stand there and remind Sasha what she had allowed to happen on her watch, and it would probably be enough distraction to make her lose the match.
Ironically, it was because she was distracted by these thoughts that she ended up losing the match. Which was truly appalling, as while she did okay at first, Nikki got way too much offense in, considering that The Boss was supposed to be wrestling royalty around here.
Oh God, it couldn't be more clear that The Boss was distracted as hell, and had a off-night because of it, because Nikki not only dominated most of the match, but won by rolling through the bank statement into a roll up, something which Sasha should have easily countered, but she didn't. She'd done it before plenty of times, but instead she was too dazed and confused too act fast enough, and as a result, her shoulders were pinned down for a three count by Nikki Cross of all people.
For a few long minutes Sasha just sat there in disbelief, and horror on her face, at what she just allowed to happen. Because there was no way she could have lost to Nikki Cross on her own, meaning that she allowed herself to beat herself. She was ready to tell anyone who would listen that, but then she had a horrible thought, namely what if she had lost on purpose, because she wanted to be topped.
Because she didn't want to admit it, but there was some truth to that. Oh God, it was so shameful, but ever since watching Bayley getting broken by Bliss Cross Sasha had imagined receiving the same treatment, but never more than when Nikki was touching her, giving her another reason to be distracted. But either way, the result was the same, Sasha hating herself as she slowly made her way to the back.
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"Wow, nice work Nikki. That bitch barely lasted five minutes with you." Alexa beamed, hugging her girlfriend tightly pretty much the second she got through the door.
"Thank you so much." Nikki smiled and hummed back, before admitting, "But it was nothing."
"Oh, don't be so modest." Alexa gently scolded, pulling back from the hug and pointing out, "That was Sasha Banks. I hate that bitch, but even I've got to admit she's an amazing wrestler. And oh, you should've seen her in her prime, back in NXT. She really was quite something. Everyone was afraid of her, except maybe Charlotte."
"But now, she's nothing but a has-been anal addict, desperate to get her fix." Nikki countered, "You said it yourself, Sasha used to be something special, but now she is nothing but an anal loving loser, who can't hold onto a championship to save her career. I mean, just look at her performance tonight? Mmmmmmmmm, I swear she lost on purpose, just so she could get the privilege of getting both our cocks up her slutty little ass."
"Oh, I know." Alexa agreed, she and Nikki sharing a laugh at Sasha's expense, "Believe me, I know. Who do you think taught her to love it up the ass so much, huh?"
"Charlotte?" Nikki quipped.