Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Carmella or Asuka or Kairi Sane or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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"You, do not deserve to be champion, and you do not deserve to be the Alpha female."
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Carmella turned around, then just smirked, "Well, if it isn't Asuka's little sidekick, standing up for her top. Awww, isn't that adorable? Ha ha ha ha! And silly."
"I am not sidekick." Kairi argued.
"It's silly, because Asuka is already my anal bitch. She's just too dumb to know it." Carmella continued as if Kairi hadn't said anything, "And obviously, so are you. Unless of course, you're looking to be ass fucked. Is that it? Huh? Oooooooooooh yesssssssssss, mmmmmmmmm, you want to be owned by a real top, not a wannabe like Asuka?
Or whoever else has topped you. And given your track record, I'm betting it's a lot of tops. Ohhhhhhhhhhh, but I promise you, Kairi, your Fabulous Mistress is better than any of them. Yeah she is, mmmmmmmm, she is going to prove it, by stretching your slutty little butt hole. Fuck yeahhhhhhhhhh, bend over bitch, and give me that ass! Oh fuck yes, I love hot Asian booty."
There was a brief pause as Kairi just glared, before she challenged, "Ass vs Ass?"
"Seriously? Ha ha ha ha!" Carmella laughed loudly and obnoxiously, "OMG, you're actually serious! You think you stand a chance against me. That's hilarious. Ha ha ha ha!"
"I am the better wrestler." Kairi pointed out, "Ask anyone."
"Maybe, but you're also a total loser, for who bottoming is a way of life." Carmella countered, before mockingly adding, "Ask anyone."
"You lose too. A lot." Kairi reminded the other woman.
"Well, I'm the champ now, and the Alpha." Carmella bragged, before threatening, "And you? You're just the next piece of ass I'm going to use for my pleasure. Just like your precious Asuka."
"We shall see." Kairi huffed.
"Oh yes, we will." Carmella promised with an evil grin.
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Kairi Sane tried not to be overly confident going into this match, as that had been the downfall of others in her position. Besides, while she had done her best to stand up to the cruel champion, the truth was, she wasn't exactly the most naturally dominating presence on the roster. She was in this business because she loved wrestling, not to top other women, and often past on the opportunity to dominate her opponent after the match.
Which wasn't exactly a frequent occurrence nowadays, as unfortunately more often than not, Kairi ended up on the losing end of things, given that losing her anal cherry and becoming Asuka's bitch had really affected her confidence. But she had to try, otherwise she was going to end up Carmella's bitch, which would be so much worse.
Right before her confrontation with the Smackdown women's champion, Kairi had been talking to Asuka, and she could see it in her eyes. The once unstoppable NXT women's champion was on the edge of breaking, and it wouldn't take much to push her over the edge. Hell, it might have already happened.
Or maybe this would do it, given that Carmella was a far more challenging opponent than Kairi was expecting. Far from the technicians, strikers and high flyers that she was used to dealing with in Japan. No, Carmella fought without honour, constantly cheating to distract her challenger, with ultimately the champion pinning her with a roll-up, her feet on the ropes.
To add insult to injury, it wasn't like Kairi had dominated the match, and Carmella had gotten lucky. No, the champ was in control throughout, making one of the best Japanese women's wrestlers in the world look like a total chump. Which was definitely what Kairi felt like as she slowly made her way to the back, finding Asuka waiting for her in the women's locker room with a look of defeat on her face.
It was one they shared, as they took off their clothes, and Kairi then bent over a chair which had been placed in the middle of the room, in anticipation of her temporary Dom's arrival. Something that poor Kairi was waiting what felt like an eternity for, Carmella obviously taking her time to savour her victory.
"Ooooooooooh, that's what I like to see." Carmella chuckled wickedly as she entered the room, "Hot Asian ass, just waiting for me to use for my pleasure."
"Please just do it." Kairi whimpered pathetically, "Fuck me, and get it over with."
"And rush this opportunity? Mmmmmmmmmm, wouldn't dream of it Carmella cackled, as she kneeled down behind Kairi, and got a good look at her prize, "Ohhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhh, The Princess of Staten Island has only just started with you. Oooooooooooh yesssssssssss, I've only just started with you, and this hot, spank-able Asian ass, ha ha ha ha!"
"Fuck you." Kairi tried to say defiantly, but it came out as almost a whisper.
She wasn't even sure she managed to say it in English, given how nervous she was feeling in that moment. Either way, Carmella was far more focused on squeezing and fondling her prize, something she continued doing for a few long minutes, before finally delivering the first hard strike. It was then followed by more strikes, which were much more gentle at first, proving that this was going to be a long, drawn-out spanking.
Which seemed unfair, given that Kairi hadn't truly done anything wrong. Just challenged the champion. It's what any wrestler should be doing. But, unfortunately she had made this Ass vs Ass, and now it seems that Carmella was determined to make an example out of her.
Carmella was always looking to make examples out of the women who challenged her. How else would they learn? Besides, it was fun. And, given it was happening in the middle the women's locker room, and right after her becoming the champion and Alpha female of Smackdown, it had never been more important to show her strength.
Although, Kairi was lucky enough to catch her on a good day. Oh yes, Carmella had never been in a better mood than right now, so she was inclined not to be too rough with her new fuck toy. Besides, it's not like Kairi had done anything that bad to her. Hell, if anything she had done her a favour, by publicly giving her another notch on her belt.
Sure, Kairi Sane hadn't achieved the incredible success she'd enjoyed in Japan on the main roster of the WWE. If anything, she was considered a disappointment, considering just how much potential she had. Then there was the fact that she screamed bottom, and had done nothing to disprove that opinion of her.
Instead, she reinforced it, and as a result, the butt pounding tops of the WWE had taken great enjoyment in putting her in her place. Even Asuka, who was supposed to be her friend. Actually, it was especially Asuka. Hell, this was another piece of The Empress's private property. Something else that The Princess was now using for her enjoyment.
Which meant of course, it was hard for Carmella to keep her eyes off of Asuka's reaction to all of this. Especially, because instead of the defiance she had once seen, there now seem to be only jealousy. More importantly, jealousy of her dear friend Kairi. Oh yes, Carmella knew that it could be wishful thinking, but she was as sure as she could be that Asuka wished that she was the one getting spanked.
Even as that spanking became hard and relentless. Hell, especially then. And maybe even disappointed when The Princess abruptly stopped. Because again, she wasn't looking to give this wannabe pirate her best work. At least, not when it came to spanking. Oh yes, she wanted to save her strength for the butt fucking, and truly break this bitch.
Of course, Carmella turned most of her attention to that bitch, during the few precious minutes that she was giving her a serious spanking. Because that hot little Asian booty wasn't nearly as big and juicy as the ones she was used to dealing with, but it still had quite nice of a bounce to it. What was even better, it quickly turned a bright red, and even became dark and angry, after just a few minutes of brutal butt beating.