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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"You made it! Fabulous!" Carmella beamed happily, as she opened the hotel room door to find Asuka on the other side of it, who slammed the door behind her as she entered. Asuka then just glared at Carmella, who pouted, "Awww, don't be like that. We could be doing this in the middle of the locker room. You know, like Charlotte made you do. But no, here I am being nice, and doing it in private."
"You bottom to Asuka." Asuka abruptly interrupted.
"Erm, no. Do you really think it would be that easy?" Carmella scoffed, before reminding the intimidating Asian, "I beat you! I beat you, in a championship match, which we agreed was asses on the line. That means, your plump little booty is mine. Mmmmmmmmm, all fucking mine! And believe me, mmmmmmmm, I plan to take full advantage of it."
"You cheated!" Asuka pointed out.
"So?" Carmella dismissed, "We've already established that cheating is fine with these things. And if you were really as good as everyone says you are, it wouldn't matter. But here you are, mine."
"You are bottom, Asuka is top!" Asuka insisted again, "You bottom to Asuka."
"No, Asuka bottoms tonight." Carmella insisted, "Again."
"You-" Asuka said angrily, before getting smacked across the face.
"What? Did you think I was afraid of you?" Carmella laughed at the surprise she saw on the other woman's face, "Did you forget, I graduated NXT before you really became a thing. And yeah, you were real impressive down there. But here on the main roster? One minute you're winning the first ever women's Rumble, then the next, you're tapping out like a little bitch at Wrestlemania.
Yeahhhhhhhh, Charlotte beat your ass so bad, you needed time off. Or was it just to recover from the ass fucking she gave you? Huh? Because I was there, and I remember how we all laughed at you, and agreed to never, ever be afraid of your bitch ass again. Not that I ever was."
"Asuka will destroy you!" Asuka growled.
"Maybe." Carmella said dismissively, before pointing out, "But if she wants the chance, she'll do everything I say. Otherwise, I'll tell everyone. Then, it'll be open season on your ass hole. Besides, aren't the Japanese supposed to be all about honour, and living up to their word? And you already bottomed once, so what's the big deal?"
There was a pause, then Asuka lowered her head in shame, and pleaded, "Please?"
"Be gentle with your sweet little ass hole? Absolutely. But, you have to do one thing for me first." Carmela grinned, "Well, several things, but let's start with a nice long striptease. Ooooooooooh yessssssss, show me that hot little body of yours. Especially that big round booty. The fuck-able ass, that I'm going to fuck! Ohhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhh, show me!"
Asuka couldn't believe that it had come to this. After everything she had achieved, here she was with no choice but to surrender to Carmella of all people. Like losing her anal cherry to Charlotte wasn't bad enough. At least that had been a worthy opponent. But this? This was almost too devastating to bear.
However, her honour as a warrior, and more importantly her desire for revenge, left Asuka ultimately no choice but to do what she was told. Her one chance was to intimidate Carmella into surrender. Now that had failed, she was out of ideas, which meant she slowly and reluctantly took off her clothes, and then just stood there, waiting for the next command from her temporary Mistress.
She then just had to stand there, while Carmella savoured the moment, first just grinning at her, and then slowly walking around the woman she had only defeated through underhanded tactics, but defeated her, nevertheless. Carmella then removed her own clothes, and retrieved a strap-on which she put on herself. Which was almost something of a relief as at least they were getting down to business.
More or less, given that the annoying bitch insisted on kissing Asuka, pressing their bodies together in the process, meaning that Asuka could feel the dildo which was about to invade her ass against her, which made her whimper into the kiss. Which in turn, had the other woman growling into that kiss, and becoming more enthusiastic.
Which included Carmella grabbing onto Asuka's ass, and squeezing it. Something which Asuka almost countered, then wished she hadn't stopped herself, as she might just get away with it. Then again, maybe it wouldn't matter if she took a spanking first? She'd hated the one from Charlotte, but at least she wouldn't be butt fucked right away.
And it helped solidify this was strictly business. Carmella was treating this as if they were lovers, and Asuka wanted to surrender her most private hole to her. Which Asuka didn't. No, she just had to do as she was told. Yes, she rather enjoyed the kissing, when she got into it, but that was only because it was another command she was forced to obey.
Just like touching Carmella's cock. She didn't want that either, but Mella guided her hand to the toy, and Asuka automatically wrapped her hand around it. Just like she automatically thought exactly where it was going. How very soon, it would be stretching her ass. Then her throat, just to add to the humiliation.
