Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Asuka or Alexa Bliss or Mickie James or any other former or current WWE women.
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Alexa Bliss's huge, wide grin faded as she heard Asuka's music hit the sound system. She was almost too scared to turn to check, but sure enough the infamous NXT women's champion was interrupting the RAW women's champion, and was answering the challenge she had just laid out. The undefeated Asuka, who left nothing but broken bodies and crushed spirits in her wake. And of course, gaping ass holes.
So unless Alexa wanted that to happen to her she had to think quickly. She wanted to run, but that was no good as her treacherous body remain planted to the spot as the Japanese superstar slowly got into the ring and looked her up and down, mic in hand.
Ever a woman of few words Asuka firmly said, "I challenge you. Winner take all."
The fans in the arena thought that just meant their titles, but every woman actually working for the company knew it meant so much more, and Alexa's ass hole quivered with fear, anticipation, and lust at it's now perhaps inevitable fate. No, Alexa firmly thought to herself. She hadn't built herself up from an NXT fuck hole into the Alpha female of RAW just to be taken down so publicly.
She had to find some way to at least keep her title, and her ass hole, safe. Although, if she could somehow beat Asuka, on her RAW debut no less, Alexa actually would be untouchable. Then everyone would have to bow down to her. Even Charlotte. And being the Goddess that she was, Alexa quickly came up with an idea of how to do just that.
"I accept." Alexa said, surprising everybody in the arena. Then she quickly added, "On one condition. Mickie James is the referee."
Asuka smirked, and without hesitation replied, "I accept."
Given that Mickie had been her favourite and most loyal anal loving bitch for almost a year now Alexa was confident that she had this in the bag, which was clear from the smirk on her face. Unfortunately that smirk was quickly wiped off, because no sooner had the bell rang Asuka hit her with a quick roundhouse kick which made the tiny blonde crumble to the floor.
Although to her credit Alexa wasn't knocked unconscious, and was vaguely aware of Mickie getting onto her knees and beginning to count her out. But it wasn't a slow count like Alexa was expecting, meaning she barely got her shoulder up before the three count. Then she barely had time to look at Mickie with betrayal before she found herself captured in the Asuka-Lock, the pain so excruciating that without even really thinking about it she started frantically tapping out.
For a few long seconds Asuka kept the submission hold on, savouring her victory, and then she whispered into her defeated foe's ear, "You're mine!"
All Alexa could do was respond with more tapping and a pathetic whimper, before literally beginning to cry as the superior wrestler finally let go of her, grabbing both titles and held them high above her head as the crowd cheered. She even placed her foot on the defeated blonde, making her superiority even clearer. And Mickie?
She was holding Asuka's hand up in victory and smiling dreamily at her, the way she had been smiling at Alexa before Asuka's music had hit. Oh God, how had things gone so wrong, so quickly? Seconds ago Alexa had been on top of the world, only for her to lose her title and her position in the women's hierarchy in under 30 seconds. Which would have been bad enough, but that was nothing compared to the fate that awaited her once she got back stage.
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As soon as Asuka allowed it Alexa ran to the back and tried to get her things and run, only for her to be tackled to the ground, "What the fuck Mickie? What the hell are you doing?"
"I'm sorry Alexa, I really am." Mickie said apologetically, "But I can't let you just run away from this."
"But... WHY?" Alexa whined, trying and failing to wriggle herself free, before giving up and reminding her bitch, "You're mine Mickie! You're supposed to do what I say!"
"Well, I have so far." Mickie cheeked, before explaining, "I know, I know, you wanted me to help you cheat to win, like I have for months. And if it was anyone else, I would have. But it's not. Mmmmmm, it's Asuka, and now she's here on RAW there isn't a single woman on the roster who's ass hole is safe. That's just a fact, so I'm really helping you by not postponing the inevitable, and pushing you into surrendering to the pure bliss awaiting you."
Just then Asuka walked through the door of the women's locker room, the RAW women's title hanging proudly over her shoulder and a terrifying smile on her face, which made Alexa whimper pathetically, and then in one last effort to at least minimise her humiliation she ordered, "Everyone out!"
"Everyone, stay." Asuka said firmly.
Which led to Alexa whimpering pathetically, "Please?"
"We don't take orders from you any more." Bayley reminded her bitterly.