Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Asuka or Becky Lynch or Charlotte Flair or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Charlotte Flair had never been more ashamed, humiliated, or furious. Sure, her team had let her down big time, but that was no excuse, because both teams had been basically full of worthless butt sluts, except for the two tops, so of course it had come down to just the two of them. The Queen and The Empress, countering hold for hold, until finally someone locked on a submission which the other couldn't escape, and she was forced to tap.
Only, that was supposed to be Asuka, NOT HER! Never her. And yet, Charlotte found herself in the centre of the ring, and no matter how much she countered or got to the ropes she somehow ended up in the same place, in the same position, until she had no choice.
The only silver lining was she would never allow this to happen to her ever again, because all she would have to do was remember this feeling and it would stop her from losing. Or the feeling when she entered the locker room, and saw the expressions on the faces of the other women of the WWE. Especially her beloved Becky, who would have to pay the price for her failure.
Also Asuka's already broken bitch Alexa Bliss, who dared to grin smugly at the Alpha female of SmackDown. Just as Charlotte was about to knock that grin off her face the other Alpha entered the room, providing another smug look which Charlotte wanted to knock off even more. However Asuka was victorious, so she just had to let this be another thing to fuel her revenge.
"So, who's ass am I getting?" Asuka asked after a few long seconds of just grinning at her pray, "Your girlfriend's fat arse, as we agreed. Or do you just want to bend over right now and get it over with?"
Another long staring contest, then Charlotte ordered, "Becky, come here."
"Yes my Queen." Becky obeyed quickly, happily allowing Charlotte to pull her into her arms and shove her tongue down her throat.
Charlotte kissed Becky passionately for about a minute, and never wanting to stop, reluctantly breaking it to breathlessly tell her rival, "Go ahead bitch, claim your prize. Fuck my bitch's fat ass all you want, mmmmmmm, but no matter what you do, THIS, will always be mine. And there's nothing you can do about it."
Asuka chuckled wickedly as she watched Charlotte possessively grab Becky's big booty hard enough to make her girl gasp, and then she pointed out with a fond look at Bayley, "Funny, that's what Sasha said, right before I broke her little girlfriend, and made her mine."
Which led to a chorus of infuriating chuckles from Asuka's bitches as the Empress strolled over to her prize, and then looked Becky up and down like the piece of meat she was. Asuka then slowly circled Becky, building up the anticipation, before finally delivering a hard slap to the bottom of that total bottom, which usually rivalled what Charlotte had just done.
Poor Becky barely got out a little cry before Asuka shoved her tongue into her mouth, unsurprisingly the little slut being quick to kiss back passionately, the redhead even wrapping her arms around the back of that multi-coloured head, while the Alpha female of RAW greedily groped her prize. God, this was torture for Charlotte already, and they hadn't even really started yet.
That sort of came in the form of Asuka stepping back and ordering, "Strip. Show us what you've got."
"Yes... Mistress Asuka." Becky replied hesitantly, but tried to make it up to Charlotte by stripping off her clothes quickly.
Asuka grinned wickedly the entire time this was happening, along with many others in the locker room, and then she went back to squeezing that ass, if only briefly, "Oooooooooooh yesssssssssss, very nice. Now... bend over, bitch. Mmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhhh, show me that big fat arse I'm about to fuck."
"Yes... Mistress Asuka." Becky again replied hesitantly.
Unsurprisingly that total butt slut was a little hesitant to get into position, which made Charlotte wonder whether the quick stripping was for her benefit, or Becky's. Either way it would be a lie to say there wasn't something to be said for seeing Becky Lynch naked and on all fours, ready for a woman who wasn't Charlotte Flair to fuck that big, beautiful booty of hers. In fact, it happened all the time, with Charlotte's permission.
That's why this was such a big deal. Asuka was taking the prize possession of her fellow Alpha, not because she had permission, but because she had won the right. Something the Japanese bitch savoured for a few long seconds, again just staring at her prize, before leaning down and making a show of spreading Becky's cheeks for the audience, showing off the handle of the butt-plug stretching that gorgeous little fuck hole.
"Oooooooooooh Charlotte, you prepared Becky's arse for me." Asuka purred mockingly while staring Charlotte in the eye, "So sweet of you."
"Let's see if you think the same thing when your ass hole is being kept nice and ready for me to fuck whenever I want." Charlotte growled, before grinning, "Oh that's right, you'll be just like my other broken bitches, grateful to have your butt hole as loose as possible, mmmmmmmm, because it makes it easier when I inevitably use your shit hole as a fuck hole."
Asuka chuckled wickedly in response, and then grabbed hold of the handle of the butt-plug, and then pulled it out to the widest part, while making sure to continue spreading those cheeks to give everyone the best view of this possible. She then slid it in and out, causing Becky Lynch to moan like the happy little anal whore she was, and more importantly moan from technically the first time Asuka was butt fucking her.