Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Asuka or Charlotte or Paige or Mandy Rose or Sonya Deville or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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"Can I be your bitch now?" Mandy whined. Then when the mighty Asuka gave her a look, Mandy quickly added, "I mean, please can I be yours?"
"God, you're so pathetic." Charlotte grumbled.
"Not enough." Asuka snorted, pressing one of her boots forwards and then ordering, "Oooooooooh yessssssssss, you haven't suffered nearly enough, after what you did to me. So here, make it up to me, by kissing my feet, and begging for the privilege of being my anal bitch just like your little girlfriend is. And Charlotte will soon be."
"Yes, Mistress Asuka. Thank you, Mistress Asuka." Mandy whimpered pathetically, before gladly falling to her knees and covering the superior woman's feet in kisses, and thus ruining Charlotte's chances to retort, "Oh please, Mistress Asuka fuck me. Slam fuck my slutty little ass hole, and make me your anal bitch! Mmmmmmmmmm, I've been dreaming about this all week. Do the same thing to me that you did to Sonya, only harder. I can take it, I swear. Just ask Sonya. Ooooooooooooooh yessssssssssssss, she knows that I was an anal whore from day one in this company, and I desperately want to know what it's like to have the mighty Mistress Asuka deep inside my fat ass, pounding that big booty, and making me hers."
Mandy Rose had made sure she got to the arena before Mistress Asuka, so that she would be naked and on all fours when she arrived, with her big fat ass pointing towards the door. Then when the right woman walked in, Mandy slowly spread her cheeks, and begged to be butt fucked and enslaved, just like she was doing now. But just like right now, Mistress Asuka wasn't satisfied.
No, The Empress had insisted on going through with their match, and although Mandy had tapped out the second that the Asuka Lock was applied, Asuka spent five long minutes making her suffer before that, almost breaking her arm or knocking her out several times with particularly vicious moves. And yet, Mandy still desperately wanted to be the superior woman's bitch.
"I suppose that will do." Asuka huffed after a few long minutes of Mandy grovelling at her feet, and then called out, "Sonya, go get a chair I can sit on while spanking your girlfriend."
"Yes, Mistress Asuka. Thank you, Mistress Asuka." Sonya whimpered pathetically, before quickly doing as she was told.
"Good bitch." Asuka smirked after Sonya had completed the task, sitting down on the chair, while ordering her latest conquest, "Mandy, take off that wrestling gear, which a glorified model like you doesn't even deserve to wear, and bend over my knee. Mmmmmmmmmm yessssssssssss, you must take one final punishment, before you get what you want."
"Yes, Mistress Asuka. Thank you, Mistress Asuka." Mandy whimpered pathetically, before quickly doing as she was told.
While it wasn't what she really wanted, Mandy would take a spanking as punishment over almost anything else any day. Especially over being in the ring with someone as dangerous as The Empress of Tomorrow. And to get there, would involve her finally being in her element. Namely, giving a striptease. Something that she had perfected long before entering the WWE, and in a short time was putting her on track to be one of the most popular bottoms of all time.
Mistress Asuka certainly watch with interest. So did Mistress Charlotte and even Sonya, who now seen broken beyond repair. Which was a great boost to Mandy's confidence, right before the humiliation of bending over.
This was only the beginning of this twisted act, Mistress Asuka cackling wickedly, and then just leaving Mandy to lay there for a few long seconds, exposing herself free of the ring gear it hadn't taken long to take off. Then Mistress Asuka grabbed her ass, and started to fondle it like a piece of meat. Finally, the shameless bottom thought to herself.
Something that she actually liked. Oh yes, this was so degrading and humiliating, but it was the kind of punishment that Mandy could easily get off on. Fuck, her cunt was already getting wet against Mistress Asuka's thigh. Or more accurately, wetter, given that she had been anticipating something like this for a long time now. This, and so much more.
For better or for worse, after what felt like an eternity of being groped, Mistress Asuka suddenly dished out one brutally hard strike, and then watched as those meaty cheeks jiggled for a few long seconds, before repeating the process. Which of course, had Mandy crying out loudly in pain, and desperately missing the groping.
Something which she almost ended up begging for, when receiving half a dozen quick strikes, followed by a pause as the superior woman just watched her squirm. Then Mistress Asuka went back to lovingly fondling those meaty cheeks, soothing the pain away, and causing Mandy to whimper pathetically. Partly because of this action, and partly because this was just a taste of what was to come.
Asuka truly believed she was taking it easy on Mandy, under the circumstances. After all, the once undefeated Empress had suffered the humiliation of a glorified model and anal addicted bottom beating her down, and left her laying helpless in the middle of the ring. Yes, it had been a four on one beat down, but that wasn't much better, because it had mostly been a bunch of bottoms.
Two bottoms in denial, a completely broken one, and maybe the only real challenge Asuka had ever known. Oh yes, if it wasn't Charlotte, things would've been a very different. But they weren't, and Asuka had not forgiven and forgotten. But she also wanted to save something for Charlotte, who was really responsible for all of this.