By 2009 Trish Stratus had no desire to return to the ring full-time but it was an incredible thrill to come back for one match just to hear the roar of the crowd. She had just been in one of those comeback matches, this being a six-man inter-gender, and her team had won and she loved every minute of it. She had also loved guest hosting RAW which had given her a sense of absolute power she had never had during her full-time career. An intoxicating feeling which, along with the thrill of both the match and her victory, was like pouring gasoline on the raging fire which was her libido.
She missed competing, she really did, but then she what missed most about the WWE with access to the divas, almost each and every one of them being rug munching sluts who love taking it up the ass, Trish's pussy juice literally dripping down her thighs at all the treasured memories she had fucking all of those hotties. And she wanted to fuck them tonight. Particularly their asses. Oh yes, Trish definitely wanted to pound some hot bitch ass tonight. Maybe get her own ass pounded too, if she was feeling generous after fucking a few asses.
That said, or thought as the case may be, there was another reason Trish was heading to the women's locker room, that being her ex-girlfriend and protégé Mickie James. About two months ago Mickie had quit out of the blue yet there was still reports of her showing up to WWE events, which was weird because Mickie loved wrestling and Trish couldn't imagine why she would give it up. Trish had tried to call Mickie over the week but she hadn't received a single reply and was starting to get really worried. Hopefully she would bump into her ex somewhere around here, effectively allowing Trish to kill two birds with one stone as she could find out what was up with Mickie and get herself some of that sweet country girl booty. Maybe even bend over for Mickie once Trish had thoroughly proved which one of them was the most dominant.
As it turned out finding Mickie was surprisingly easy. All Trish had to do was go to the women's locker room and she literally found Mickie on her knees like she was waiting for her. Which was an idea Trish very much liked, but it didn't seem to be the case as Mickie blushed and lowered her head upon seeing the seven times women's champion.
"Hey Mickie, how you been?" Trish asked.
No reply.
Deciding to cut to the chase Trish asked, "So Mickie... why did you quit wrestling? I thought it was your dream?"
Still no reply.
"You don't want to talk about it, that's fine I guess. But just so you know, I'm here for you." Trish said, and then after a pause added, "So... wanna have a little fun? You know, like old times?"
There was a pause then Mickie glanced up at Trish and stammered, "I, I can't. I'm sorry Trish."
"Why not?" Trish asked, frowning in confusion.
Mickie blushed again, lowered her gaze and mumbled, "I don't have permission."
"Permission?" Trish questioned, "You need permission to have sex?"
"Yes, because..." Mickie closed her eyes, and then just went with it, "Because my top owns all my slutty fuck holes. I would never dream of using them without her permission. Especially not my ass hole because that's her favourite fuck hole."
"Really?" Trish said, Mickie's little outburst making her wet. Or more accurately wetter, as she had been wet before she had even seen the oh so arousing sight of Mickie James on her knees. Licking her lips Trish asked, "Wow... so who made you their bitch? Beth? Victoria? Natalya?"
"Me."
Trish recognised the sultry French-Canadian accent before she even turned around, a smirk crossing her face as she looked at the new comer and said, "Don't make me laugh Maryse. There's no way Mickie would ever submit to a no talent model like you."
Maryse smirked evilly, looked past Trish and ordered, "Mickie, stand-up, pull down your pants and bend over. Show your ex-girlfriend what I've done to your fat ass."
Mickie hesitated only briefly and then as she blushed with shame she got on her feet, turned around and bent over. As she did so Mickie pulled down her pants, revealing that her ass hole was gaping widely open. Once her pants were around her ankles Mickie reached back and spread her meaty cheeks, showing off just how gaping her butt hole was, the other two women being able to see deep into her bowels via the red ringed crater in between her cheeks.
For a few long seconds Trish stared in disbelief, then she stammered, "That, that proves nothing."
"Non?" Maryse chuckled, "Well maybe this will change your mind... Mickie, tell Trish how I made you my fat ass bitch."
Blushing Mickie looked over her shoulder at Trish and said, "Maryse... Maryse got into my head with a bunch of notes and text messages about how she wanted to fuck my fat ass and make me her bitch. I got so mad I ended up chasing her into a trap. She knocked me unconscious, tied me up and then fucked me like a two dollar whore. She just rammed my fat ass over and over and over again until I desperately wanted to cum, then she untied me and took my big butt in every position. When she was done I couldn't imagine not being her bitch, mmmmmm, she was so fucking good. Maryse is so fucking good at pounding ass. She's the most skilled ass pounder that's ever pounded my fat ass, mmmmmm, so much better than you Trish. She's better than everyone. Maryse is a total butt buster, an ass destroying stud, mmmmmm, the perfect top and I am so lucky she turned me into her fat ass bitch."
Maryse chuckled again at Mickie's submission and the disbelieving look on Trish's face, "Do you believe me now?"
Without looking at the worthless model Trish mumbled unconvincingly, "No."
"Good." Maryse grinned as she rubbed anal lubricant into the dildo she had strapped around her waist while Mickie was busy explaining to Trish what happen to her, "Now I have an excuse to do this, not that I need it."
Mickie let out a loud squeal of joy when Maryse slammed her strap-on inside her ass, the full length of that dildo easily entering that gaping hole and shooting deep inside Mickie's bowels. Sure there was a little pain but nothing out of the ordinary, and Mickie was getting used to having a constantly aching and sore ass, so this was no big deal. Especially when Mickie knew the ecstasy she would soon be receiving at the hands of her top. Hell, just the first thrust gave her pleasure, as did every single one that followed it, Maryse quickly establishing a hard and brutal rhythm right from the get go.
At first this rough butt pounding made Mickie grit her teeth, yet moments later she was moaning joyfully as her slutty ass quickly adjusted to being fucked. Soon all Mickie could feel was pure pleasure as she was roughly sodomised by the physically weaker woman, the sound of Maryse's thighs smacking against her meaty ass cheeks echoing throughout the entire locker room along with Mickie's constant moans, groans and whimpers of pure joy.