Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Asuka or Bayley or Becky Lynch 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 was hanging on by a thread. In a way she had been for years, but she'd never been this close to breaking, not even with Charlotte. Well, maybe when she had lost her anal cherry. But luckily for Sasha, Charlotte had found her defiance amusing, and had chosen to leave her unbroken, while Asuka seemed determined to break her once and for all.
And sure, she'd had like a week to recover as Asuka played with her new toy, Becky Lynch, but that hadn't really counted, as the entire time she had to watch. She also had to watch all the others, including her beloved Bayley, get their asses wreck, the entire time wishing that was her. And not in Asuka's place, like she should be wishing for. No, Sasha spent the entire time wishing it was her getting her ass owned by the RAW Alpha female.
It was likely that wish would be granted, as like the proverbial Pied Piper, Asuka led her bitches to the RAW taping earlier than usual, and ordered them to strip. Which included Sasha, and even though she wasn't broken, and had recently lost a match, Asuka was still the Alpha, and therefore she had to do what she said. And, if Sasha was honest with herself, she wanted to do it.
Hell, she didn't even question it, and even blushed and smiled bashfully as the incredible butt wrecking top seem to only have eyes for her, when she was surrounded by increasingly naked women. Although what happened next certainly wasn't what Sasha had been hoping for, namely Asuka grabbing a foldout chair, placing it down in the centre of the room, and then sitting down on it, staring at The Boss the entire time.
"Sasha, come on." Asuka patting her knee, and then just in case there was any doubt ordered, "Bend over my knee."
"Please... don't do this..." Sasha whimpered pathetically, even as she slowly approached. Then she gulped, not believing what she was about to say, "Couldn't you just fuck my ass?"
"I will." Asuka promised with a smirk, "After."
"But..." Sasha began, only for Asuka's look to turn cold, pushing the once mighty Boss to lower her head, and whimper, "Oh God..."
With that Sasha did as she was told, placing herself over Asuka's knee, her ass in the perfect position for a spanking. But of course, Asuka didn't get straight to it. No, that wasn't her style. Instead, she chuckled wickedly, grabbed Sasha's booty and then spent several long minutes of groping and squeezing that backside, making the formally dominant NXT Alpha female and champion whimper and squirm pathetically.
Then all of a sudden Charlotte came in, flanked by her bitches. Sasha had no idea they were coming tonight, and they certainly weren't booked to appear, so it was very likely they were guests of Asuka, here to witness what she did to The Boss. Although it didn't really matter why they were here, because whatever reason it was Sasha was even more humiliated than before.
Then again, maybe she should be grateful to them because it meant the spanking got officially underway, Asuka lifting her hand up then bringing it down on Sasha's butt at what seemed like lightning speed, the sound of the impact echoing throughout the room, along with a loud cry that Sasha let out. It was quickly followed by another, and another, and another, Asuka giving her a series of hard strikes which simply took Sasha off-guard.
Asuka wasn't normally this rough in the beginning. At least not for this long. For better or for worse, she then switched to a more slow and steady rhythm, with plenty of groping in between. Which certainly felt like a relief at the time, but Sasha quickly realized it was a very bad thing for her, as it meant that Asuka intended to give her a long, drawn-out spanking.
Asuka definitely intended that, and rejoiced at being able to spank Sasha as the rest of the RAW women's division, and a few from the NXT and SmackDown divisions, slowly came into the room and took a seat. The only difference between them, was that Charlotte used Mickie James, the bottom Asuka had traded, as a foot rest. Which had the two Alphas exchanging a wicked smile, before Asuka returned her attention to what mattered, namely The Boss's cute little booty.
Of course, she kept an eye on the others in case they tried to do anything, but they all behaved, which was good, because The Empress wanted the biggest crowd possible for this without getting her in trouble, and she definitely got it.
Which made it a fitting setting to break The Boss once and for all. Oh yes, it'd been very amusing to see this delusional bottom try to claim to be a top, and very, very impressive that she had lasted this long, but Asuka couldn't allow it to go on for any longer. She wouldn't allow it.
No, Charlotte might have been okay with such defiance, but she wasn't. And Asuka would prove her superiority over the so-called Queen by doing the one thing that she can't, namely break Sasha Banks. Just like she'd broken Charlotte's precious Becky, who was now on Asuka's inside of the room, on her knees with her head lowered, just waiting for instructions. Sadly for her, she'd be waiting all night, because Asuka's main focus was Sasha, and that heavenly little booty of hers.
Spanking admittedly wasn't Asuka's favourite thing to do to another woman's backside, and she tended to skip it entirely when the other girl was a good little anal loving bottom for her. But Sasha's constant defiance had earned her an hour long butt beating, the type which would make anyone think twice about being anything except a good little butt slut for The Empress.
Which of course, meant starting off with plenty of groping, and even when the spanking properly began Asuka constantly went back to it, easing the pain away in the process. However to truly punish her bitch Asuka didn't really start out gentle. No, it was hard right from the start, and then just got harder, until towards the end Asuka was using every ounce of her considerable strength.
That meant that while Sasha was crying out adorably at the beginning, and her cheeks were jiggling with every blow, it was nothing compared to how she was towards the end. Oh yes, the once mighty Sasha Banks was squirming on top of Asuka's knee and literally wept, as she was well and truly put in her place. Something which this total bottom liked despite her reaction, given how wet she was.
Oh fuck yeah, Asuka could feel it. She could feel wetness against her thigh, and she loved it even more than just how red that milk chocolate booty became against the now vicious assault that she was giving it, and again, how much that ass was jiggling for her. Which made Asuka even more eagerly than before to butt fuck this bitch. Of course, there was one thing they had to do first, which would help Asuka prove her point even more.
Sasha was very mindful of it too, considering it would be her chance for revenge. And throughout the brutal butt beating she fantasized about it. About beating Asuka in the centre of the ring. Of making her tap out. Of doing the exact same thing to her, and worse. Of course, deep down she knew it was no use, that even when she was ready as she could possibly be, she wasn't ready for Asuka.
And she never would be. That all she would ever be is a superior woman's bitch. Which hurt even more than the relentless booty beating she received. In fact, that was the main reason she was crying towards the end. That, and it just hurt so fucking much. Seriously, she had been spanked before, but this was truly unbearable, and she was already tapping out, and begging for mercy before the match, which wasn't a good sign for her.
All of a sudden, the spanking abruptly stopped, meaning the only sound in the room was Sasha's weeping. Which she tried to get under control, but it was just so hard when she was in such physical and emotional pain. And she didn't even have the benefit of Asuka caressing some of that pain away.
Instead Asuka seemed perfectly content to admire her handiwork, before abruptly pushing Sasha off of her and then changing into her ring gear as if there was no one watching her. Probably because everyone's main focus was on Sasha, who just lay there for a few long seconds, fighting the urge to curl up into a defeated ball, before putting on her own ring gear, just in time for her match with her tormentor.
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"Well, that was embarrassing." Charlotte quipped when Sasha sulkily returned only a few minutes later.
Which was like the understatement of the century, given the mighty Sasha Banks had gone from almost beating Asuka in a 20 minute match, to tapping out in about a minute. No doubt the thousands of fans in attendance, and the millions watching at home, would be questioning what the hell happened.
Hopefully they would never know that underneath her ring gear Sasha's ass was a dark and angry red, and as a result every single movement was like agony for her. That combined with the thought of what had just happened, and what was likely going to happen when she got back to the locker room, proved to be too much of a distraction for Sasha to take, and The Boss suffered the quickest and most embarrassing loss of her career. Especially given what the consequences of it were.
Honestly, Sasha had never been more tempted not to return to the locker room. To forgo the right of ever competing for the title of Alpha female again, just to save her own ass hole. Of course, it would have been a temporary fix, as at this point Asuka was probably going to get her no matter what. Any other result would make Asuka look weak. Or at least Asuka would likely think so.
But most of all, Sasha would not end up being the first one being able to pay the piper. So she slowly made her way back to locker room, hoping that she could survive whatever came next. Although that seemed extremely unlikely, given the horrifying sight that awaited her.
Something which caused her to not even hear Charlotte, and instead murmur one word in disbelief, "Bayley?"
"Hey Sasha." Bayley said bashfully.
There was a brief pause, then Sasha asked in disbelief, "What... what are you doing?"
