Oh Bayley! the First Day
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Oh Bayley! the First Day

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Bayley turned around and locked the door to the motel she had been staying in. She had arrived in Columbus yesterday and was informed by her Goddess, Alexa Bliss, that the cheap motel room, along with several other things, were all a part of Bayley's "initiation".

Initially, the newly-minted submissive definitely questioned the conditions she was forced into, but her domme had reassured her that a "two dollar whore such as herself was only deserving of such conditions" So, she obliged to her Goddess's demands.

As she walked to her car, her six-inch black heels clicked with each step. The heels were a part of the strict dress code that had been lined out for Bayley beforehand. Along with the heels, Bayley was required to wear a white schoolgirl-type shirt that barely covered her well-proportioned upper half, a tie around her neck, and a four-inch black mini-skirt. She was expected to be made-up well, with her hair done extravagantly. Bayley, however, was prohibited from wearing a side ponytail, or anything else that reminded her Goddess of the Hugger character Bayley had become accustomed to performing on television. Panties were not permitted, as well.

Whilst she trotted on, Bayley noticed the attention that her attractive figure caught. To be fair, that was the way it had been Bayley's entire life. Though she didn't always feel completely comfortable with her sexuality, she knew the effect her curves had on other people. They were dangerous curves, indeed. With her face blushing a bright red, she entered the car, started the engine and proceeded to Alexa's house.

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Saturday, 8/22. 8:05 PM

Bayley drove up to Alexa's house, rushing out of the car to knock on the front door after she had done so. She was late. She knew she was late and would likely receive an intense punishment as a result. Bayley put on her best "I'm sorry" face and knocked on the door. She was greeted by a tall red-head. She wore nothing but a red dog collar with long black leash attached to it, and red stiletto heels accentuated her long, toned legs. Bayley couldn't help take notice of the woman's beautiful, perky breasts. They weren't quite the size that Bayley preferred, but, she couldn't help but think about what it would be like to suck on them. The left first and then the right; paying extra special attention to the redhead's tiny pink nipples. However, Bayley was quickly snapped out of her erotic trance when the redhead began to speak.

"Oh, #8, come in...she, uh ...my, uh, OUR Goddess has been expecting you." Bayley took a mental note of the girl's gentle Southern accent.

Bayley stood at the doorstep, staring puzzledly until she heard Alexa call from the living room.

"Bring that slut in here 6, I need to talk to her!"

"Yes ma'am!" the redhead yelled back.

With no further instruction needed, #6 led Bayley to the living room. The lights were dim, but it wasn't hard for the two to find their way. Though she could see perfectly fine, Bayley couldn't help but feel queasy.

When they reached the living room, #6 instinctively got on all fours. Bayley looked on as #6 crawled to Alexa, who was waiting with large strap on, that appeared as though it had already been in use that night. When #6 reached Alexa, she immediately attempted to take the dildo into her mouth, but was pushed away. She looked back at her Goddess with deprivation but got nothing but a cold grin in return. Watching her fellow submissive be denied of something she clearly craved sent a shiver up her spine, as well as making her feel nauseous again.

"Now 6, you know we have a very special guest tonight. And speaking of which, why the fuck were you late, slut?" Alexa exclaimed whilst approaching Bayley. On arrival, she placed a hand around her throat. It was at that moment that all the jitters faded away

"Listen to me, because I'm only going to tell you this one more time. YOU are my slave now. YOU are a fuckdoll to be used at my disposal. And YOU are no longer Bayley. From now on, just like all of my slaves, you will be referred by your specific number. Since you are my eighth, you will now be #8. Did you get all that?" Bayley nodded in agreement; Alexa's grip far too tight for words.

"Good, because now we need to talk about your punishment. You were late, and you must pay the price. Since you're new, I'll go easy on you." Alexa then removed her hand from Bayley's neck, opting to take a handful of hair instead. The Goddess forcefully led "#8" to the redhead and threw her down behind her.

"For your punishment, you will not come tonight. A hard ask for a whore like you, I know, but that's the price you pay. Next time, don't fuck up." Bayley looked back at her mistress, staring deeply into her blue eyes. Bayley took note of the sour expression the Goddess had on her face.

Times like these only made only made Bayley's love grow stronger for her mistress. Her Goddess. "If only it didn't have to be this way" She thought to herself. Before becoming a loyal slave, Bayley had dreamed of sharing a life with the woman she loved. Within her fantasies, they awaken from their nightly slumbers next to each other, only after a night filled with intense sexual pleasure.

Bayley was awakened from her thought abruptly, her face being shoved directly into #6's dripping pussy. Fully understanding her task, Bayley got to work, using her tongue to make the tall redhead moan loudly.

"Fucking lick her pussy. You better make her come hard. Ohhhh yeah LICK IT! LICK IT! LICK IT! LICK IT!"

As Alexa got lost in her own dirty talk, Bayley got lost between #6's ass cheeks. Just like her breasts, #6's ass wasn't nearly as big as the Hugger's, but Bayley still loved it. She loved ass; it was probably her favorite part of the human body. Alexa's ass was the first thing she loved about her. Yes, Bayley was fond of her Goddess' beautiful face, luscious blonde hair and amazing breasts. But, it was her ass, that bubbly booty, was what Bayley obsessed over the most. This obsession had controlled her thought process several times since they met, especially when the Hugger would spend her nights alone with her hand down her panties.

As #8 continued to munch away at the delectable treat in front of her, Alexa stuffed 6's mouth with a large, strapon dildo. Both submissive women had been so overcome with lust that they had completely forgotten that their mistress was in the room with them.

Without any warning, Alexa began to thrust her hips, causing the pale redhead to choke and gag in mere seconds. It was obvious that she didn't have much experience deepthroating or facefucking. The Goddess cackled aloud as tears dripped down #6's face. Alexa rammed her throat faster, adding more vigor to each thrust as well. After a minute or so, she allowed 6 to breath before quickly replacing the dildo.

As Alexa began to pick the facefucking pace back up, Bayley could feel the redhead tremble. #8's skilled tongue sent shockwaves of erotic sensations throughout her assignment's body, pushing her ever-so-close to orgasm.

"You feel that 8. She's gonna come! Fucking make her come! DO IT!" Alexa exclaimed whilst her sub expressed gargled moans. Bayley accepted the challenge, taking two finger from her right hand, and sticking them inside of 6's soaked womanhood. She slid them in and out rapidly, whilst pressing her tongue on the taller woman's throbbing clitoris. In mere seconds, #6 came hard, collapsing on the floor as the girl come squirted out of her. Bayley endeavored to collect it all, swallowing every drop of female ejaculate that came in contact with her mouth.

"How does her come taste, 8?" Alexa asked.

"Tasty. But not better than yours, my Goddess." Bayley responded instinctively.

"How flattering! And you've absolutely impressed me. You made her come so hard that she's completely blacked out. Now time for your n-" Alexa was interrupted by the sudden ringing of her phone that lay atop the coffee table, which stood solemnly across the room.

The boisterous ringing echoed throughout the living room. Alexa scrambled to the table, physically picking up the phone and answering it. Bayley sat on the floor, her legs crossed, as she listened in on the conversation Alexa was having. Before she could grasp what was being said, however, her Goddess had hurriedly ended the phone call.

"8, I've got something I have to take care of and I probably won't be back for a couple days. Would you mind looking after the house for me?" Alexa asked genuinely.

"Yes ma'am"

"Thanks, I really appreciate this! And when I get back, I'll give you an extra special gift" Alexa said seductively. With that, the Goddess rushed across the living room, up the stairs, and into her bedroom. She returned a few moments later, wearing a revealing tank-top, leather booty shorts, and a pair of ankle-strap pumps, with every inch of clothing on her desirable body colored pitch-black.

Alexa calmly walked down the stairs and was met by Bayley, who was on her knees, looking up at her Goddess. Bayley openly stared at Alexa's remarkable cleavage. That breast augmentation surgery had unquestionably been a massive success. She pouted her best, "Please use me" face before quickly being brushed off by Little Miss Bliss.

"Sorry slut, but, you were late annnnnnd I don't have time anyway. What I have planned for you when I return, is well worth the wait. Something that should definitely excite a whore such as yourself." As she finished her statement, Alexa motioned for Bayley to stand up. The eager submissive obliged and rose to her feet. Alexa pulled the taller woman in and kissed her aggressively before pulling away just moments later. Leaning in, she whispered softly into Bayley's ear.

"I have to go now. But I want to congratulate you... on passing the test, slave. Just know that it will get intense from here on out, but, the more pleasure that I receive, the more pleasure you will receive. You took part in a generally modest initiation; I can assure you that if you do not think you can handle what I have in store for you, then leave and don't look back. But be aware 8, that if you are here when I return, I'm going to make you come ten times harder than 6 did earlier." That quiet exclamation absolutely melted Bayley's brain.

"Thanks again, slut," Alexa finished whispering as she softly slapped Bayley's face, only further arousing her newest toy.

Now finished with her monologue, Alexa exited her home and proceeded toward her destination. Bayley was unsure about her Goddess' plans; She began to worry as those words blasted throughout her head. "If you do not think you can handle what I have in store for you, then leave and don't look back," that statement growing more and more fierce with each time she ran it through her brain. She would never consider leaving, mostly because that would upset Alexa, something that She was not willing to do. Bayley had been tasked, just like the seven before her, to please her beautiful Goddess. What could be more pleasing than making sure her expensive house was safe and secure.

With her goal in mind, Bayley looked over at 6, who was still happily resting, facedown on the soft white carpet. While she did appear happy and peaceful, Bayley felt that it would be of poor character to just leave her there. So, she decided to wake her up. Bayley lightly tapped 6 on the small of her back; no response was given. She tried again; still no response. Bayley figured another attempt was in order, however, this time, she opted to add more vigor to her touch. Though her touch lacked grace, it got the job done; Bayley shaking the drowsy redhead until she had awoken.

Slave #6 murmured and mumbled as her eyes opened. She pulled herself from the floor and walked over to the leather couch that was on the other side of the living room. Bayley also stood up, opting to join the other woman on the couch.

"Hey ... where did Alexa go?" 6 asked with inquisition. The southern twang in her speech taking prevalence.

"She.... She said she had somewhere to be and took off," Bayley responded.

"What? Without finishing your initiation?"

"Yeah ...I guess. She said I passed, since I made you come so hard. But, She also said that it would be much tougher from here on out, so, give-and-take." The room went silent for a moment, mostly because Bayley felt awkward and uncomfortable; something that always happened when she was conversing with new people.

"It will get tougher, ya know. Especially for someone without any kind of BDSM experience," 6 said, breaking the silence.

"How do you know I don't have any experience?" Bayley snapped back.

"C'mon, Honey, you just look like a good girl. I mean, be honest, do you?"

"No." Bayley admitted.

"Have you ever even done anal before?" 6 asked and waited patiently for a response. But, once again the room fell silent. After what felt like forever, Bayley shook her head with embarrassment.

"Wow..... an anal virgin? I feel both impressed and sorry for ya."

"Why sorry for me?"

"That settles it, you really are an anal virgin, ain't ya? Duh, 8, anybody who's ever done it before will tell ya that there ain't any orgasms, like anal orgasms." It became increasingly obvious with each statement that the redhead hailed from somewhere in the South.

"Really? Are they that good?"

"Honey, trust me. That orgasm ya gave me was good, but compared to the last time our Goddess pounded my ass, it was nothin'," 6 stated confidently. Bayley nodded slowly in confirmation, before going silent again for a few moments. She thought thoroughly about what she would say next before yawning obnoxiously.

"Well, 6.... uhh I didn't catch your real name, actually"

"It's Lucy"

"Well, Lucy, it was nice to meet you but I'm really tired, so I'm going to bed."

"Hey, what exactly is your name?"

"Bayley. People call me Bayley."

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow Bayley, sleep tight."

With that Bayley nodded in confirmation and headed upstairs in search of a room and possibly some clothes to sleep in. The second story walls were painted a lovely shade of blue, and decorated slightly with paintings and portraits, as well as the occasional sculpture. She passed by a door and opened it. Inside, there was a delightful queen-sized bed, made up with purple silk sheets, and a matching comforter. Besides the bed, the rest of the room remained relatively empty. However, there was a bedside table, and a dresser, which happened to be stuffed to the brim with provocative nightwear and lingerie. A blue lace babydoll and matching panties caught her eyes; Bayley decided that this outfit would be ideal to switch into once she took a shower.

Bayley proceeded to take a brisk shower; She was clearly beat and desperate for a well-deserved siesta. As She stepped out of the walk-in shower, Bayley grabbed a towel and covered herself, making sure she was completely dry before She progressed onto the gleaming hardwood floor. Now completely hygienic, Bayley slipped into the alluring bedwear that she had laid out, and drifted off to sleep.

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Sunday, 8/23. 11:42 AM

The dazzling sun fired its rays through the lavender curtains, and in doing so, WWE's resident hugger was revived from her immersed slumber. Yawning widely, Bayley explored her surroundings, remembering where She was with a simple gaze. Bayley looked over to her right, where the end table was placed. Her phone was there, just as it had been since She placed it there the previous night. However, it no longer stood alone. Next to it, was a vividly adorned crimson colored bag, with a silver, glittery bow wrapped around the handles. Unsure of the origins of the gift, Bayley seized her phone and looked at the time; astonished at just how much She had slept in. Bayley also noticed a text message from her best friend, Sasha Banks, whom She had not contacted since her first sexual encounter with Alexa Bliss. The message read simply, "WHERE ARE U?". It was at this moment that Bayley remembered to inform her friend that She was not booked for that day's live event. Since there was not a WWE Network special that day, it was simply a regular day of house shows for Raw and Smackdown, respectively.

Naturally, Bayley replied to her friend's text, enlightening Sasha on the information that She was unaware of. With that handled, Bayley grew curious; wondering where exactly that present had come from, or if it was for her. She grabbed the bag from the table and fished her hand inside of it reaching for whatever She could find. The bag contained a black box, which Bayley pulled out at sat on the bed. She also removed an enveloped, which had her name written in an elegant cursive on the front. Unfolding the paper that laid within, Bayley noticed that the letter had been handwritten. It read simply:

If you wish to know to get a taste of the true joys of being a submissive, then come to the red room at the end of the hall. Bring the black box with you.

Upon reading the brief note, Bayley questioned its legitimacy, before ultimately deciding to follow the instructions on the paper. She reached out and grabbed the door handle, turning it and pulling in. The wooden door, painted a vibrant red on the exterior, creaked open slowly. Alexa's house had apparently been built long ago, and the wear was starting to show, especially here. As She pulled the door closed behind her, Bayley peered down the lengthy corridor to her right. She noticed that the door to the room She had slept in was the not the only door painted red. There were two others, leading Bayley to believe that these "red rooms" were specifically for Alexa's subs.

Black gift-box in hand, Bayley trekked down the hallway; the cold air brutal on her bare skin. Of course, as She walked, her massive rear shook about. Bayley reached her destination, fixing her hair before a thought sparked inside of her mind. What if She didn't like anal? Wasn't it supposed to be really painful? What if Lucy was overhyping it? All of those question collided at once and morphed into butterflies that instantaneously traveled down to her belly, in the form of pure anxiety. But Bayley put the doubt in the back of her mind, allowing the chance at taste of future endeavors with her Goddess to excite. Bayley was well aware that no matter what Lucy had in store, it would be nothing compared to what Alexa would do to her. After all, Lucy was a submissive, just like Bayley.

With optimism scattering throughout her brain, Bayley opened the red door and, to not even her own surprise, the room was filled with BDSM gear. She took exception to the steel suspension bar that hung from the middle of the room, as well as a bed that was surrounded by metal restraints attached to the frame. The alabaster walls were covered by rack upon rack of sex toys of all shapes and variants. Massive dildos, handcuffs, various sizes of crops, nipple clamps and ball gags were all present, amongst other things. But the thing that caught Bayley's attention the most, was something right in her field of peripheral vision.

To her immediate left was long, wooden shelf and resting atop it were embellished pink dog collars, each with a number Bedazzled on the front. "Ahem." Bayley heard from behind her. Bayley tried to turn around but before She could, the one from which the noise came grabbed a handful of her dark hair, and shoved her to the ground. With her soft face pressed firmly against the somewhat dirty floor, Bayley heard the voice speak again.

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