Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Rhea Ripley or Charlotte Flair or Io Shirai or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
*****
Rhea Ripley just hadn't been the same since tapping out to Charlotte Flair at Wrestlemania. Especially after the morning after, with her beloved Toni Storm. Toni was obviously trying so hard to make it up to her, but every time Rhea pounded that giant arse now, she was thinking about Charlotte.
What was worse, while thinking about The Queen bum fucking her girlfriend was bad enough, most of the time, The Nightmare was imagining herself getting anally reamed again. No, the worst part of it all, was whenever she thought of that, it didn't feel like a nightmare. No, it felt so good, and right, and something that she desperately wanted to receive again. Something which ended up costing her dearly.
It should have been a simple one on one Wrestlemania rematch, this time with the right result. AKA, the newcomer establishing themselves at the expense of the veteran. But no, somehow, Io Shirai had weaselled her way into the match, making the match a triple threat. This technically robbed Rhea of truly proving herself, but at least it would make revenge easier? Right? All she had to do was beat that total bottom. Easy.
Only no, because Charlotte had basically had her beat, again, and the only thing that stopped it from happening, was Io Shirai surprising them both with a moonsault, and then pinning Rhea to win the championship. Which had to be the biggest embarrassment of The Queen's career, but at least she wasn't the one to be pinned. Meanwhile, The Nightmare had no such excuse.
She felt like a total failure. Like she'd been beaten in the middle of the ring twice that night, and everyone knew it. And all the girls in the back knew she had been beaten by maybe the biggest bottom currently in NXT. The girl who had seemingly only been there to be beaten by Charlotte or Rhea had ended up beating both muscular blondes, and humbling them both.
Especially given that it hadn't been just the championship on the line, but their arses. Oh God, Rhea might just have to bottom to a bottom. Fuck, just when she didn't think her life could be more of a nightmare, it somehow became worse. A feeling that she just wallowed in, as she lay there on the mat, and then slowly made her way to the back. Which as it turns out, was yet another mistake.
What she failed to realize sooner, was that she was missing out on a great opportunity. Because of course, a total bottom like Io wasn't going to top her. Sure, occasionally bottoms tried to be tops. However, Io had shown no indication that she was interested in trying to do that. So it should of been easy to turn the tables on her the second she reached the locker room.
And it would've been, if Charlotte hadn't got there first. Something that poor Rhea only realized when she reached the outside of it, and heard the clear voice of new NXT women's champion letting out a series of cries, which were almost as loud as the smacking sounds. And sure enough, when she opened the door, she found The Genius of the Sky was bent over the knee of The Queen, her trunks down, just far enough to reveal a bright red behind.
Charlotte was furious. She had been riding high as the NXT women's champion, appearing on RAW, SmackDown, and NXT as she pleased, and leaving a trail of gaping butt holes in her wake. Part of her had wanted to concentrate on Rhea, and make sure she thoroughly removed a threat to her. But she was pretty sure Rhea would never truly be a threat to her again after losing her anal cherry.
Besides, there was so many slutty little ass holes on all those shows, just waiting for her to fuck them. Sure, most of them were loose and sloppy fuck holes, which she had broken in a long time ago, but it was still incredibly fun to have access to all those butts. And just like that, it was over.
Truth be told, she was still The Queen, and if she really wanted too, she could do whatever she wanted. However, it had been wonderful to have the excuse. And it didn't feel right for her not to have a championship. But to her eternal shame, she had not only lost a championship, but she had lost it to Io Shirai. Which to be fair, was 100% the fault of that pathetic wannabe, Rhea Ripley.
She'd been the one to be pinned, not The Queen. However, the result was the same. Thankfully, Charlotte had the presence of mind to get to Io first, and make sure that the new champion didn't get any ideas above her station. Something which turned out to be delightfully easy, and Charlotte was feeling a lot better about herself, now that she had another female wrestler over her knee, and she was beating that big round booty bright red.
Normally in situations like this, Charlotte took her time, and really savoured her prize. But not this time. No, she had just marched back to the locker room, grabbed a chair, placed it in the centre of the room, and then grabbed the champion so she could give her what she deserved. She almost tore Io's wrestling trunks in the process, although they did look cute, right below Io's now bright red butt.
Oh yes, as soon as Charlotte had this bitch in position, she began smacking that booty with every ounce of strength, effortlessly discolouring it, causing the cheeks to jiggle obscenely, and perhaps most importantly of all, making the worthless bottom who stole her championship, cry out, whimper, and literally cry pathetically.
All of which of course, put Charlotte in a much better mood. Maybe especially that jiggling. Oh yes, she became so lost in admiring her handiwork, she almost didn't notice the fact that Rhea was joining them. And maybe she wouldn't have done, it wasn't for the fact that the other muscular blonde held the door open, like an idiot. She could totally expose them in the process.
Then again, Charlotte wanted everyone to know exactly what happened if they messed with The Queen. Especially the so-called Nightmare. Who, make no mistake, had more than earned some punishment from her. So, after allowing Rhea a few long minutes of watching the show, The Queen abruptly stopped, shoved the pathetic worm off of her, and then turned her attention to another equally pathetic worm.
"Bend over my knee!" Charlotte growled coldly.
"But-" Rhea began only to be cut off.
"Do it!" Charlotte snapped, before reminding this delusional bitch, "You just got pinned by a bottom. You deserve this, as much as she does."
"I..." Rhea briefly hesitated again, but knowing Charlotte was right she ultimately lowered her head, and whimpered pathetically, "Yes, Mistress Charlotte."