Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Carmella or Asuka or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Asuka had her favourite bitch Ember Moon bent over in front of her and spreading her cheeks when she received the text. She was very tempted to ignore it, but she wanted to know who had the audacity to interrupt the Alpha female of SmackDown, and one of the most legendary butt busters of all time. Then she saw the name that appeared on her phone, and it was her own butt hole which quivered with fear and anticipation.
Which was extremely embarrassing, given that that name was Carmella, someone totally unworthy of that reaction. But the bitch was the only witness to Asuka bottoming to Charlotte, so she had some leverage over her, which she surprisingly hadn't used yet. Although The Empress feared it was only a matter of time.
Those fears turned out to be right on the money, as it was worse than Asuka had initially thought, given that text came with an attachment. Luckily, The Empress had the presence of mind to turn off the sound on her phone, before watching the video. Sure enough, there she was, taking it in the ass, and clearly loving it. Oh God, Carmella had even filmed her cumming. Cumming like a bitch with a dick in her ass.
Something nearly every woman in the WWE had experienced, especially from Charlotte, so this shouldn't be a big deal. But if the other women saw she was just like them, an anal loving slut, they would stop fearing her, and thus it would be the beginning of the end for Asuka. Which meant she was fucked.
Naturally, this infuriated the once unstoppable Empress of Tomorrow. What wasn't so natural, was it also excited her, given what fate would almost inevitably befall her tonight, given that the video came with a simple message of 'Come to me, NOW' and a room number.
Of course, Asuka couldn't allow her precious Ember to see either of these reactions, so she just took off the strap-on she'd just lubed up, threw on some clothes, and then quickly left. She was pretty sure she mumbled some excuse about something needing her immediate attention, which was true, and thankfully Ember didn't push her for questions. She did however look confused, and Asuka couldn't blame her.
She would need to come with a better excuse later, but for now Asuka had to get to Carmella as quickly as she could. Not because she had been ordered too, that would be ridiculous, even as again the thought excited her somewhat. But she couldn't allow these thoughts to linger, otherwise she'd be in big trouble. For the same reason she needed to focus on the outrage she felt when she received the text.
The indignity of leaving right before fucking her favourite piece of ass. Of Carmella of all people thinking she could do this to her. Something she needed to nip in the bud, before it spiralled out of control. After all, she'd only just fully regained control over a brand in the WWE. The last thing she wanted to do was lose it. Right? Right!
Ironically Asuka's recent troubles also fuelled her anger, as did the fact when she knocked on Carmella's hotel room door the bitch had the audacity to call out a nonchalant, "Come in."
"How dare you!" Asuka snapped angrily as she opened the door, which she then slammed shut behind her, before yelling abuse at the arrogant whore, although she was too mad to use English anymore.
Instead Asuka just used her native tongue, which sounded like gibberish to Carmella, who just grinned insultingly at her pray, and then when there was no sign of slowing down she slapped Asuka right in the face, and then growled, "How dare me? How dare you, you stupid bitch! You saw the video, and you know what that means, right? I own you. Mmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhh, I own you, and your fat ass. So you know what? You get a timeout now. Oh yeah, go to the bathroom, and think about what you've done. About the consequences of disobeying me, and worse lifting a finger to hurt me. And while you're there, feel free to slip into something more comfortable. And that's an order, by the way. Ohhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssss, your Fabulous Mistress was nice enough to pick out an outfit for you, which I'm sure will look really, really good on a sexy little body of yours. So go ahead, put it on, mmmmmmmm, then we can get this party started."
Carmella and Asuka then stared at each other down for what felt like an eternity, waiting for the other to back down. This was Asuka's only real chance, they both knew it. A physical attack was too risky. Too much chance that Carmella would get to her phone and send the video. Especially now, as that phone was currently in her hand.
And if anyone found out that the great and powerful Asuka needed to result to that to try and stay being a top, it would really be the end of her. Oh yes, all The Princess had to do was stay strong, and The Empress would be hers. And sure enough, eventually, the SmackDown women's champion and alleged Alpha of that brand swore loudly in Japanese again, and then stormed into the bathroom, and slam the door behind her.
The bitch didn't even look back as Carmella was laughing with triumph, and admittedly, relief. She'd come a long way from the pure bottom she had been in NXT, and even worse, for most of her time on the main roster, but Asuka was one of the greatest ass wreckers ever, and even the total top that Carmella now was could feel her butt hole quiver with fear, and anticipation, while she stared into the eyes of The Empress.
Part of her had wanted to submit: as badly as she wanted to dominate this terrifying woman, and she was rewarded for sticking it out, as eventually she found herself waiting for Asuka to return, sporting her new outfit. Waiting, and practically drooling with anticipation.
"You can't be serious?" Asuka grumbled.
"Why not? Mmmmmmmmm, I'm sure it looks great on you." Carmella purred wickedly.
There was another long pause, and then Asuka softly pleaded, "Please, don't do this-"
"Do it, or I send the video!" Carmella ordered firmly. She then smiled and chuckled when she heard the tell-tale sign of someone removing their clothes, and putting something else on, and then when she was sure the other woman was done Carmella pushed, "You done? Because as soon as you are, you better get your sexy little butt out here, or I'll..."
Carmella lost her train of thought when the mighty Asuka came out of the bathroom dressed in lingerie, and grumbling, "You will pay for this."
"Oooooooooooh Asuka, don't you make it tasty little treat?" Carmella moaned with delight, before pushing her luck even further, "But you know, you should really put more effort into pleasing your top."
"You're not my top!" Asuka snapped angrily.
"Really? Because I've got blackmail material which says otherwise." Carmella reminded her pray with a wicked smirk, closing the distance between them as she gleefully continued the taunting, "Ohhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhh, whether you like it or not, you're my bitch now, mmmmmmmm, and it's only a matter of time before you break completely, and officially become my Fabulous Bitch. You just need some training first, as Charlotte obviously didn't do a good job of it. Oh yeah, starting with, how to properly enter a room when you're wearing bitch-wear like that. Ooooooooooooh yeahhhhhhhhhh, you should put more spring in your step, and make sure to spin around and bend over, so your top can see that hot little booty she'll be fucking."
"You would know." Asuka grumbled.
"That's right, I would, mmmmmmmm, from all the Fabulous Bitches I own!" Carmella boasted proudly, "Ooooooooooh yeahhhhhhhhhhh, I own so many sexy little fuck holes, that honestly, it's hard to keep track of all of them. But, you'll find that out soon enough. For now, you don't need to worry your pretty little head about it. No, you just need to concentrate on being a sexy little fuck hole, and bending over for me. Ohhhhhhhhh, fuck yeah, bend over! Come on, show me what ya got. Bend over and shake your ass. Mmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh, fucking twerk for me bitch! I want to see the mighty Auska twerking for her fabulous Mistress. Ha ha ha ha, that's it, oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck, that's so money."
Instead of getting angry again, the once terrifying Asuka blushed bright red, becoming kind of adorable in the process. Carmella absolutely loved it, almost as much as this infamous butt buster slowly turning around, bending over, and shaking that well-rounded little booty of hers. Oh God yes, Carmella didn't know whether to laugh hysterically, or lick her lips lustfully, so she kind of went back and forth between them, while capturing this wonderful moment on film forever.
First, a little video, and then a few photos, which she really, really wanted to upload to the Internet, or at least to the other women wrestlers in the WWE. Of course, she wasn't about to give her precious blackmail material away like that, so this was stay in her private collection, for now. But she was already looking forward to when she could share them.
For now, she concentrated on heightening Asuka's humiliation, so she could circle her, and admire her handiwork. And of course, take more pictures. Admittedly Asuka had a few photo shoots like this back in Japan, but this was totally different. Back then, it seemed like just another way to taunt her opponents, as much as the fans, showing them what they would never have.
Now Asuka was dressed up for the pleasure of Carmella. To please the more dominant woman. And God, it made the Princess of Staten Island want to cum already. Especially when she began sliding her hands over this dangerous woman's body, gripping The Empress like she was nothing but a piece of meat. However, there are a lot of things she wanted to do first, including the traditional way to start such fun.
Namely Carmella sitting down, patting her lap, and ordering, "Speaking of bending over, I think it's high time you did. Ooooooooooh yeahhhhhhhhhhh, bend over my knee like the bitch you are! Oh yes, let's start off the night right with a nice little spanking. And what do you say? Huh? Come on, mmmmmmmmm, I know you must have heard my other Fabulous Bitches say it. So say it!"
