Mickie James licked her lips as she approached the object of her desires the WWE women's champion Trish Stratus who was warming up for match to be the referee in her match with Ashley.
"Hay Trish." Mickie said cheerily, her eyes wandering up and down the blonde's body.
"Hay." Trish said, trying not to look at the woman who had brought her so much pleasure. Trish had been unable to stop thinking about Mickie for weeks and she was having problems being even in the same room with her without thinking of the mind numbing orgasms the excitable brunette had given her and now she had to step back in the ring with her, it just seemed too much.
"Hay," Mickie said again, reminding herself that she needed to remove her eyes from Trish's boobs long enough to say what she came here to say, "Everyone's kind of wondering who you're going to favour tonight in the match with Ashley and I with you as the special guest..."
"Mickie, it's not going to be like that!" Trish said interrupting, "I'm calling it right..."
"Ok, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, there's something I really want to tell you actually..." Mickie said interrupting Trish as the blondes music began to play.
"It's going to have to wait ok?" Trish said, trying to leave.
"There's just one thing, I'm sorry, it's just that this is really hard for me Trish." Mickie said, gently grabbing onto Trish's arm.
"Mickie, it's going to have to wait, I've got to go." Trish said firmly, turning to leave.
"Trish wait..." Mickie said pulling a reluctant Trish back to face her, "I've waited way too long to tell you this... I just really want to say... Trish... I love you!"
After everything that had happened those words cut through Trish's already dangerously damaged psyche and the blonde bombshell did the only thing she could think of at that moment... run. Sadly her professionalism kept her from running out of the building were she would be safe from the evil temptress and instead she left to go in call the match.
Mickie fought the urge to smile as she watched the WWE women's champion run from her. She had no doubt that Trish would be hearing those words echo throughout her mind for weeks, day and night until, hopefully, the blonde would break and willingly come to accept her true place in life, by Mickie's side. That would come soon enough, but first she had to wipe the floor with a certain contest winner.
***
Mickie James was feeling a mixture of emotions. She felt happy, horny but mostly angry. She had finally told Trish she loved her which would hopefully make the beautiful Canadian think about her even more than she no doubt already was and the blonde bombshell would realise that Mickie wanted more from her than just sex, which would hopefully make Trish realised that that's what she wanted too. Mickie was sure that this was a step in the right direction for her seduction of Trish, but then Ashley had gone and spoiled her mood by screwing up their match. Then again what else should she have expected.
When she had heard she was been booked into a match with her bitch Ashley she was a little worried. Ashley had no business being in the ring whatsoever but the booking committee loved her look so they unfortunately continued to put her in matches. Ashley had actually used to believe her own hype but since Mickie had turned her into her bitch the excitable brunette had those foolish ideas beaten out of the stupid contest winner. The problem was Mickie didn't want Ashley to lay down for her or look like she wasn't trying to win because she didn't want anyone to know exactly what she was doing to the divas, especially not the divas she hadn't conquered yet.
So Mickie had come up with a careful plan to make it look like Ashley was trying to win but that stupid fucking contest winning slut hadn't remembered any of it. The match had been terrible and Ashley had even made Mickie look weak. Tonight Mark Henry was wrestling in the main event so it was unlikely that anyone would remember how bad her match was but Mickie took exception to being forced into that situation in the first place. It wasn't all Ashley's fault, it was partly the booking teams but Mickie couldn't touch the bookers so tonight she was going to go back to her hotel room and take out all her frustrations out on that poor excuse for a diva Ashley. Plus she could let out her aggression and the pent-up sexual tension she always got from wrestling by slamming her blonde bitch's fuck holes with the biggest dildos in her collection.
Or at least that was the plan.
From out of nowhere a chair came swinging at Mickie's head. She was only barely able to duck out of the way as the chair connected with the wall behind her.
Mickie jumped backwards and turned around to take a look at her attacker.
"Melina!"
Indeed their standing in all her glory was smackdown diva and super bitch Melina who was at this moment swinging her chair back in the direction of Mickie's head.
Narrowly avoiding getting hit by the chair again Mickie asked, "So Melina, any particular reason you're trying to decapitate me or is it just that time of the month?"
Refusing to answer her Melina swung the chair at Mickie again. This time Mickie was ready for her and managed to drop tow hold her forwards so she smacked herself in the face with her own chair. Before she had the chance to recover Mickie grabbed her in a full Nelson, wrapped her legs around her waist and rolled them onto the floor so Melina was trapped.
The smackdown diva kicked screamed and swore at Mickie, "Let me go you fucking whore!"
"Not until you tell me why you're attacking me!" Mickie said firmly.
"I'm attacking you because you cost me the fucking women's title you bitch! Now let me go or else!"
Mickie sighed. What was it with angry bitches claiming she cost them the title. At least this time it was true.
"Melina, Survivor Series was months ago. Why are you attacking me now?"
"Because that ass hole Teddy Long forbid me and my boys from going back to RAW after that little incident with Trish!"
"You mean when you kidnapped her and tied her up?"
"Yeah that." Melina said looking thoughtful for a moment, "You know she looked really good in bondage, it's a pity me and my boys didn't have more time with her... oh well, there will be plenty of time for that once I take over RAW and make all of you little second rate divas my little bitches!"
"You want to make us your bitches?"
"That's right... starting with you! Tonight Mickie you're going to be worshipping at my feet!"
"As long as I let you up that is!" Mickie laughed but soon stopped as Melina began to struggle in her grasp.
She was losing her grip and Melina was slightly stronger than her so it was only a matter of time before Melina broke free. A fight with the smackdown diva was inevitable and in truth Mickie had been planning to put Melina in her place for a long time but if she was going to do it she was going to have to do it on her terms. Unlike far too many of the WWE divas Melina was actually a good wrestler and a skilled fighter. If Mickie was going to beat her she would need every advantage she could get because the last thing she wanted was to become Melina's bitch.
"Melina, how would you like me to give you the chance to make me your bitch?"
Melina stopped struggling for a moment, "... I'm listening!"
"In a second I'm going to let you up and when I do you're going to follow me to the basement of this place. It's a dark dank place were no one will disturb us. And, if you think about it, we can't fight here, someone might come a long and break us up and we wouldn't want that now would we? No we wouldn't. Anyway, when we get there we're going to fight under normal wrestling rules which means you have the opportunity to beat me fairly and decisively rather than use a weapon which, if you think about it, would be a much more satisfying victory for you, you know, if you win."
Melina looked thoughtful for a moment, "... Alright... but when I win I get you as my own personal little bitch for the next 24 hours!"
Mickie smiles, "... How about this... the winner gets the loser as their own personal little bitch for the next 24 hours?"
"You actually think you're going to beat me?" Melina laughed.
"No, I know I'm going to beat you!" said Mickie confidently.
Melina scowled, "... Well let me up and we'll see who's going to be the bitch!"
"Oh believe me... we will... bitch!" said Mickie letting go of Melina.
The two brunettes stood up slowly watching the other closely.
"Come on, follow me." said Mickie, grabbing her trusty travelling bag and walking in the direction of the basement.
Melina watched Mickie's cute little butt wiggle as she walked and imagined all the nasty little things she was finally going to get to do to that bitch Mickie James and her cute little butt, before reaching down to grab her own travelling bag and walk after her fellow WWE diva.
***
As Mickie descended into the basement followed closely by Melina she thought about everything that had happened to them over the course of the last few years.
Mickie and Melina had met in OVW and a great dislike had immediately started between them.
Mickie didn't like Melina because she thought she was better than everyone and took great pleasure in putting other people down to make herself feel good. Mickie had been one of the people Melina had picked on, constantly making fun of her to the point where she actually had Mickie questioning herself which only got worse when Melina was elevated to smackdown while she still had to wrestle in OVW. Her self-doubt only ended when she had been brought up to RAW. Being on the A show while Melina was stuck on the B show had boosted Mickie's confidence like never before.
