Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Alexa Bliss, or Sasha Banks, any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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"Well, well, well... look what we have over here." Sasha chuckled, "Little Lexi The Butt Slut, a champion? Again? Ha, how does this keep happening. It's embarrassing, really. It's like you have the memory of a goldfish, and keep forgetting your history. You know, the one where you were a massive bottom in NXT, and anytime you meet a real threat, you bottom again. You know, that history?"
There was a brief pause, then Alexa turned to her old rival, and smirked, "Tough talk, for Charlotte's favourite butt bitch."
Which immediately caused Sasha to lose her smile, get into Alexa's face and then spit, "Look, you worthless fuck hole-"
"Say it, don't spray it." Alexa interrupted dismissively, moving back as she protested, "Look, Sasha-"
"No, you looked!" Sasha insisted, closing the distance between them again, "I don't care about you, and your needy little bitch hole that needs filling. I'm not here for that. No, I'm here for that title. The title I should never have lost, and haven't had for way too long. So, at... sigh, Great Balls of Fire? I'm putting you in your place, and taking what's mine."
"So..." Alexa question cautiously, "It's not Ass vs Ass?"
"Erm, it's a title match, on PPV. Of course it's Ass vs Ass." Sasha scoffed.
"But you just said this wasn't about, my butt?" Alexa questioned, barely resisting using Sasha's exact words.
"It's not." Sasha insisted with a smirk, "Mmmmmmm, stretching out your fat booty, and reminding it that it's mine, is just a fun bonus."
"Alright, fine." Alexa huffed, "But when I beat you, it's you, and your fat booty, which will be mine."
"Ha, like that will ever happen." Sasha literally laughed off the absurd threat, turned her back on her once and future butt bitch, and left.
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Alexa really should have clarified, that when Sasha failed to beat her, her big butt would be hers. Then she would have finally had something she wanted for a very, very long time. But alas, it wasn't to be. Then again, it would be far more satisfying if she could actually pin or submit the great and mighty Sasha Banks.
Something which had seemed impossible in NXT, but Alexa truly had come a long way since then, completely destroying Bayley in their rematch, the innocent brunette becoming her favourite anal bitch in the process. She had Mickie back, too. And she didn't even need to beat her. No, multiple times former women's champion Mickie James came to her willingly, and begged to be her bitch. Again.
Of course, Alexa had happily accepted, and for a while there, she was right back on track. The women's champion and even arguably the Alpha female of her brand, with even a couple of exclusive anal bitches to carry her bags, and spread their ass cheeks whenever she wanted. Which was multiple times a day.
Yes, owning two infamous anal addicted bottoms wasn't exactly the biggest accomplishment in the world. But combined with the RAW women's championship, she really was making waves in the WWE, in the way that she had always wanted to be. And if she just finally beat Sasha Banks, it felt like her career, and even her life, would finally be complete.
Sadly, it was not to be. It would've been perfect, given the rematch came on the big stage of Summer Slam, after the match at Great Balls of Fire ended in a disqualification. Poor Alexa had tried her best, and even got close to winning a few times, but ultimately, she was forced to tap out to the bank statement.
So if anything, the fact that it was a big stage just backfired on her, as it made it feel like an even bigger defeat. One which she couldn't run away from. Not if she wanted a chance for revenge. Even as she rolled out of the ring, and lay defeated on the floor, it felt impossible that she would ever beat Sasha. Let alone the likes of Charlotte.
For better or for worse, she was given plenty of time to wallow in her defeat, as Sasha took her sweet time celebrating, and then gloated about her victory in interviews after the match, while Alexa slowly made her way back to the women's locker room. At least it gave her the chance to dismiss Bayley and Mickie, who didn't even try to console her, as they knew how devastated she was.
After all, Alexa had just lost everything she had worked so hard for. And if she wasn't careful, she would lose her mind too. That was the only thing she had left, which Sasha had been partly responsible for taking from her before. So The Goddess was going to have to work extra hard to keep it. Especially given the look on The Boss's face, when she walked into the room.
"And once again, The Boss is the champion and Alpha female of a brand, as she should be." Sasha announced proudly, as she walked into the room holding her championship high in the air, not even waiting for the door to swing close behind her before making an announcement, so any passers-by could hear it.
Infuriated by that, Alexa was quick to point out, "Oh, I've seen this episode. It's the one were the delusional bottom wins the battle, celebrates like she won the war, and then immediately loses her title, and gets her slutty little submissive ass pounded hard and deep. Hell, we should start calling it, the Sasha Banks, whenever that happens."
"Or, the Alexa Bliss?" Sasha suggested brightly, as she was on too big a high to be brought down by such a thing. She then brought her title down over her shoulder, closed the distance between them, and told her defeated rival, "Yeah, that's a much better title, given that you were losing my girl Naomi just a few months ago. Twice. And from what I hear, that second time? She didn't need any help to own your whore butt."
"You sure about that?" Alexa glared.
"Pretty sure." Sasha shrugged, "Yeah, I've heard conflicting things. But I'd trust my girl, over you any day of the week. Anyway, the result is the same. You winning a title, and then quickly losing it. I mean, who did you beat in the first place? Becky? Bayley? God, I love my girl Naomi, and Bayley and Becky in different ways, but those are all top shelf anal addicted bottoms, Lexi. And you even lost to one of them."
"Yeah." Alexa agreed, before quickly adding, "Her name is Sasha Banks."
"Awww, poor dumb Lexi." Sasha laughed, before reminding her, "You've been doing nothing but ducking me our entire careers. Or getting your pretty little booty pounded by me. Hell, if it wasn't for the dump truck you walk around with, which feels soooooooo goooooooooodddddddd, when it's jiggling against my thighs, I wouldn't even tolerate someone like you being in my business.
No, I'd have made sure you quit on day one. So really, what you should be doing right now, is dropping to your knees, and kissing my boots. And while you're at it, you should be thanking me, for everything I've done for you. Like allowed you to walk around with championships, and pretend like you're a top. Mmmmmmmmm, which has been hilarious, it really has."
"I thought that was Charlotte's attitude towards you?" Alexa frowned in mock confusion, before offering with a grin, "I'm guessing that's the only reason you're not broken right now."
"I beat Charlotte!" Sasha snapped, finally getting angry, "Twice! That's double the amount of anyone else. And never even got close."
"Did you take her anal cherry? Did you ever even get close?" Alexa shot back, "Because if you failed to do that, does it really count? Huh? Because yeah, you had her beat. Even made her tap out, for the world to see. And still, from what I hear, when you got to the back, you were bending over like nothing even happened. So tell me, Boss, who exactly is the delusional bottom here?"
"Still you, Lexi The Butt Slut." Sasha insisted, "Which I'm going to prove right now."
"But is that what you really want? Huh?" Alexa questioned, "Come on Sasha, we both know what you really want, so just bend over, and I'll-"
"Shut the fuck up!" Sasha snapped, slapping Alexa across the face. Which ultimately, was a sign of weakness on her part, which deeply annoyed her, and pushed her into adding, "You're not Charlotte. You're not even Paige. You're nothing. Nothing but a piece of ass, to be used by superior women. And that's all you ever will be. So go get me a chair, so I can sit down, and put you over my knee.