Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Asuka or Alexa Bliss or Bayley or Sasha Banks or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Sasha Banks had heard your whole life flashes before you during a near death experience, and while this wasn't quite as bad it certainly felt like it. In fact, she'd rather die than actually tap out to Asuka, as there was far more on the line then the RAW women's championship.
Although just giving up in such a high-profile match in front of this huge PPV audience, both sitting in the crowd and at home, would be devastating to her pride, high-profile titles on the line or not. But try as she might Sasha couldn't get out of the Asuka-Lock, and could only flail helplessly in the middle of the ring, while her tormentor cackled with delight. That was when Sasha found herself flashing back, not through her whole life, but the last few weeks.
That was bad enough, because she had to watch as Asuka brutally sodomised Bayley, who was Sasha's girlfriend and more importantly her number one bitch, to the point that right before the title match Bayley had bent over in the middle of the locker room, spread her cheeks wide apart to reveal a gaping crater, and then proudly announced, "I'm now Mistress Asuka's bitch, not Sasha's."
Which of course, echoed in Sasha's mind throughout the match, providing distraction enough for Asuka to get the upper hand, something she kept throughout the match. Asuka absolutely humiliated her, landing a series of brutal strikes and devastating throws before locking on her signature submission manoeuvre. To her credit Sasha had almost got to the rope at first, only to be pulled back into the centre of the ring with the lock on tighter than ever.
She knew deep down she didn't have the energy to break out of it, and she was only suffering more pain unnecessarily now, but even that seemed preferable to the alternative. Also, if Sasha actually tapped it would be exactly what she deserved for allowing this to happen to her.
No! This wasn't her fault. The odds had just been so stacked against her that not even John Cena could have won. Because not only had Sasha been humiliated by Bayley's betrayal, but right after Alexa had fallen to Asuka's feet, started frantically kissing her boots and telling her how much she was looking forward to being fucked by a real top again. The fucking bitch. It wasn't like she had been that good a fuck anyway.
Sure, Alexa had a bubble butt which practically had everyone who saw it drooling, but the entire time she just wouldn't shut up about what an amazing top Mistress Asuka was, and Sasha just couldn't compete, and Sasha would know what true happiness was when Mistress Asuka was stretching her ass.
That was another thing that echoed in Sasha's mind as she began literally crying in pain and frustration. Alexa had also gone into great detail about how hard she would cum from being ass fucked by a true Alpha female, and just how wide her poor little butt hole would gape after Mistress Asuka was done pounding it.
Even wider than Sasha would make her gape, and even harder than Sasha would make her cum, something which she would repeat an annoying amount, but especially after another failed attempt to break her by The Boss. So instead of being able to counter Bayley's betrayal with her total conquest of Alexa poor Sasha had to wrestle with a major disadvantage, and it had showed in her pathetic performance.
If only she could have won the match everything would have been alright. Bayley would have been hers again, giving Sasha plenty of time to remind her girlfriend who her big fat booty truly belong too. And she could have made Alexa pay for her words, and finally truly broken her.
Most of all, she would have got the one thing that no one else had been able to get, that being Asuka's anal cherry, which would no doubt break her instantly and expose her as a wannabe. Oh yes, and Sasha would have been the RAW Alpha female and Women's Champ, making her undisputedly The Boss of all of the WWE. But instead, all she could do was choose between passing out and tapping out, before a public ass fucking.
She tried to hold on, so she could at least have a shred of dignity in passing out from the pain, like one of her heroes Stone Cold Steve Austin did during one of his defining performances. Of course he didn't have the same thing waiting for him that she did, and the combination of the physical pain and the mental pain ultimately just became too much, forcing Sasha to swallow her pride and do it.
For The Boss to tap out live on PPV, in a championship match, and awarding the titles, the bitches, and herself to the terrifying woman known only as Asuka. Or Mistress Asuka, the thought of actually calling her victorious opponent that making Sasha fume with rage.
Just when Sasha didn't think things could get any worse Asuka placed one triumphant foot on her defeated body, which was somehow all it took to keep her in place while the RAW women's champion was handed her belt and the referee raised her hand. Of course Asuka was all smiles, holding up her belt with the other hand as she began to celebrate her victory.
A celebration which would end in the complete and utter humiliation of Sasha Banks, her poor ass hole widely gaped and displayed to the rest of the locker room, just like all of the other conquests of the Empress. Something which Sasha was unnecessarily reminded of as Asuka smiled gleefully down at her broken body, and tears of shame, humiliation and frustration slid down Sasha's cheeks in a very un-Boss like manner.
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For Sasha really the only silver lining was that this would not be the first ass fucking she received in the middle of the locker room. In fact she had suffered that fate at the hands of both Alexa Bliss and Charlotte Flair, and if anything it had been even more shameful to lose to them, so this would be nothing. Well, far from nothing, but it was humiliation she had taken before without breaking, and she was determined this time would be no different.
Even if Asuka had effortlessly broken Alexa, she wouldn't do the same to Sasha. No, Sasha would take her punishment, then she would get her revenge. Because no other outcome was acceptable. So she took the long walk to the back, and then waited for Asuka to make her way through the curtain, and when she did Sasha snapped at her.
"YOU, will not break me." Sasha pointed angrily, before reminding the other woman, "Others have tried and failed, and so will you. And then? I shall have my revenge."
Asuka cocked her head and smirked, "Like you got revenge on Alexa, and Charlotte?"
Which of course had Sasha fuming with rage, and snapping, "Don't you dare-"
"NO, don't you dare!" Asuka swiftly interrupted, before smirking, "Your arrogance is cute, which I'm sure is why no one has succeeded in breaking it. But I will Sasha, I promise you that. Even if it won't be tonight. Now, get your sweet ass to the locker room. Ohhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssss, your ass hole has a date with my strap-on."
"Ah fuck!" Sasha cried out, clutching her ass after Asuka slapped it hard enough for the sound to echo throughout the corridor, making her blush as she watched in a stupor as the Alpha female walked away from her.
"Do not make me ask you again." Asuka threatened without looking over her shoulder, then smirked as she sensed Sasha following her like a pouting toddler.
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Asuka pretty much smirked the entire way to the women's locker room, the expression only becoming wider and more proud as she stepped through the door and held her title high in triumph. The bitches she was yet to conquer looked impressed, but apprehensive, except maybe Smackdown women's champion and Alpha female Charlotte Flair, who was clearly confident in her abilities and just eager to see a show.
Of course Asuka's broken bitches looked up directly at her from where they belonged, on their knees awaiting the arrival of their Mistress. Lastly, there was Sasha, who after a few long seconds to gain her nerve stormed into the room, bitching as usual.
"This means nothing!" Sasha whined, "I'll get you my pretty, and your little titles too."
"Oh shut up and strip Sasha." Charlotte interrupted her, enjoying the annoyed look on her rival's face, "Oh yeah, we're all eager to see you getting put in your place. Again."
There was a brief pause, then Asuka pushed, "You heard your first top."
"She's not my first top." Sasha whined, before snapping, "I've never had a top, and I never will."
Which just made Asuka, Charlotte, and a few of the others laugh, frustrating Sasha even more. She even looked like she was going to continue running her mouth, until Asuka gave her a look which finally had her doing as she was told. Not in a slow and sexy way of course, but Asuka found it unintentionally adorable, and she sensed she wasn't the only one.
Besides, the result was the same, a naked Sasha standing before her, just waiting to be used as the bitch she was. Something Asuka chose to build anticipation for by slowly circling her pray, licking her lips as she admired her ultimate prize, namely Sasha Banks's cute little bubble butt, which after a few rotations she gently grabbed, making Sasha gasp.