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Disclaimer: This is a work of complete fiction. I do NOT own WWE, and I do NOT know or own Eva Marie or Toni Storm or Paige or Becky Lynch or Asuka or Carmella or Charlotte Flair. I make absolutely no money off this story. |
Disclaimer: The following is total fiction. I do not know or own Eva Marie, AJ Lee, Nikki Bella, Brie Bella, Paige, Stephanie McMahon, Kaitlyn, or any other WWE Superstar. I make no money from the writing of this story.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Writing about Eva topping AJ was so much fun it wound up being bigger than the confines of one chapter, so welcome to our first multiparter! Please feel free to leave a review, positive or negative, and I'll respond to it here: http://www2.adult-fanfiction.org/forum/topic/67973-review-responses-heyoo/
WWE Monday Night RAW
08/14/2014
Backstage
“NO! NO! NO! THIS ISN’T FAIIIRRR!!! IS ANYBODY HERE?! CAN ANYBODY HEAR ME? Eva, where are you? WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?! I want, no, I demand a rematch! I DEMAND A GODDAMN REMATCH! That fucking famewhore needed that distraction to even have a snowball’s chance in hell at beating me, and everyone knows it!”
The color drained from AJ Lee’s face even as her language grew more colorful. Throughout her whirlwind wrestling career, she had experienced the highest of highs and the lowest of lows, and she was fairly certain there could be no low lower than this latest snag in the road. Seven years. She had given seven blood-sweat-and-tear-filled years to this business and yet she had been outsmarted by professional bimbo Eva Marie in a mere matter of minutes. Of course, that stupid model didn’t even do much of anything besides take advantage of The Divas Champion’s guard being down. No, instead, AJ could thank that stupid bitch Paige for this failure, the alleged ‘Anti-Diva’ resorting to ugly underhanded tactics by distracting her in the middle of a match. Though, in fairness, it wasn’t like AJ was above this kind of behavior herself. And Paige doing most of the dirty work was at least preferable to the unbearable, practically unimaginable alternative of Eva being able to defeat The Chickbuster all by herself. But still, Paige as of late had been little more than a readymade cocksleeve for The Bella Twins, regardless of whether she’d admit it or not, and had purportedly even been used by Eva on a couple of occasions, so falling for one of her traps sort of meant AJ had been tricked by those pathetic plastic tramps by proxy.
All of that was frustrating enough, but that didn’t begin to cover the worst part of this ordeal. The fatal flaw AJ had made tonight was putting her ass on the line. Yes, it seemed remarkably stupid in hindsight, but how could AJ not take this chance? All Red Everything was seemingly a jobber through and through, yet had always wriggled her way out of bottoming. Well, not anymore, AJ had thought. AJ believed she would finally put this overhyped and ungrateful piece of eye candy in her place. And maybe she still could, AJ finding a glimmer of hope in dreaming that she could be the one to flip roles on Eva this time around. Hell, she had already gotten a headstart on that front by absolutely unloading on The Red Queen in the ring after her cheap win. But the truth was, Paige wasn’t the only once lauded grappler who found herself submitting to lesser competition lately.
Oh God, it was a secret AJ prayed she took the grave with her, but the sobering reality was that she, the woman currently recognized as the longest reigning Divas Champion in history, the woman in the middle of her second reign with that title, had also been bent over and subsequently sodomized by Nikki and Brie fucking Bella. She swore to God, it had only been a couple of times…ok, fine, a few…ok, FINE, numerousoccasions, and, fuck, she hated herself for it.
The two women who she was angered by the most, and the two women who she respected the least—they had seemed to make a nasty habit of tearing her tiny little asshole apart and she felt powerless to stop it. Christ, she wanted to, but it…it just felt so damn good. Even though she was undeniably a top, she had never orgasmed harder than when getting her phat little booty plowed by her well-endowed enemies, and in her eyes, that was unforgivable. That was why knocking their dumbass Total Divas costar down a peg would have been absolutely delicious—a chance to prove this series of recent shameful events backstage was simply an anomaly. But alas…
As if on cue, AJ felt a squeeze to her meaty backside and heard an insufferable voice pour directly into her ears.
“Hey there, you little freak.” Eva smugly purred. “I can’t wait to——AAAHHHH!!”
Like a lion, AJ pounced, instinctively taking down this annoying glamour girl and unleashing a flurry of furious punches just as she had done out in the ring. Eva winced and whined, taken by surprise by this pipsqueak’s uninhibited rage. She knew the Divas Champion had a reputation around here for being quite the powerful dom despite her stature, but she hadn’t anticipated this much fight from the five footer right out of the gate. In The Red Queen’s infinite wisdom, these supposedly big and tough wrestlers talked a big game then folded with just the slightest push. After all, that was why her mentor Natalya had spent most of their training sessions together on all fours taking an enormous All Red dildo inside her big ol’ blubber butt and that was why Paige had raved on and on about how different and rebellious she was but then promptly reduced herself to being The Bellas’ cumrag. But the longer this beatdown went on, the more The Flame Haired Femme Fatale feared that The Geek Goddess would be the first woman to back her bark up with some bite.
That was why Eva was eternally thankful when a duo of Total Divas co-stars graciously saved her sorry ass.
“Watch it, AJ.” An ear-piercing valley girl voice rang out from out of nowhere.
“Yeah, AJ. Don’t forget your place.” A similarly sickening voice soon followed.
Upon instinct, AJ froze, feeling the hairs on her neck stand up as those wretched unwelcome visitors made their presence known.
“Nikki…Brie…” AJ’s lips curled up into a strained pained grin, the kind that only these two manufactured manicured maneaters could bring out of her. “Isn’t there an exec meeting somewhere that needs you on your knees?”
“Oh, you stupid bi—“ Brie started charging towards the button pushing pint sizer before her sister grabbed a hold of her.
“Don’t waste your time, Brie. That’s what this dumb runt wants.” Nikki smirked, letting AJ’s low barb roll off her back. “It’s funny, AJ. The only girl I’ve seen sucking the cocks of her superiors around here is you! Remember, AJ? Do you remember when we deep-dicked that made-to-be banged booty of yours and then fed you all of that nasty ass cream, or did we skullfuck you so hard that you can’t even think that far back?”
“Good one, Nikki!” Brie smirked, high-fiving her twin.
“So, here’s the deal, you jealous cunt. Either you bend over for our girl Eva like a good little pet, or Brie and I will shove our fists so far up your meaty ass you won’t be able to sit down ever again.” Nikki spelled out plainly, and no matter how hard she tried, poor little AJ couldn’t help but shake in fear.
Or maybe that was just the result of the butt plug vibrating in her clenched asshole.
Yes, perhaps in that moment Brie had pulled out a remote that possibly controlled a thick rubber plug that was firmly entrenched within that small town girl’s puckered pink starfish—a thick rubber plug that AJ might have had stuffed inside her anus since the last time The Bellas had used and abused her cute caboose. But she sure as hell hadn’t done it out of any loyalty to them! It just honestly felt amazing, and AJ was all about making herself comfortable.
And okay, fine, she wasn’t really in control of how this plug made her feel, because The Bellas had the remote and seemingly loved to crank this thing up to full blast at the most inconvenient times, be it during a match, or worse, when she was at home catching up with her on-again, off-again girlfriend Kaitlyn. But still, AJ couldn’t deny the sensations surging through her anytime those dominant divas ramped the power of this plug up to its full capacity. In fact, as this teasing torrid torment from these two talentless tops continued, AJ found herself growing increasingly upset that these worthless models weren’t giving her more .
“Ple-please…” AJ weakly croaked, so stifled by this stimulation that she could barely speak.
“Please what ? Please shut it off? Please never turn it on again because you’re a big tough top who could never be dommed by someone like me, right?” Nikki taunted, her wicked smirk getting wider and wider.
“N-No!” The Geek Goddess instinctively gasped then blushed a bright fuschia as she clarified. “I-I mean I am a top bu…but…”
“Oh, AJ.” The arrogant airbrushed Arizonan admonished. “When are you gonna learn, huh? When are you gonna learn that you should’ve just stayed a nerdy fucking loser sitting at home, getting wet watching us on TV?”
“Yeah, when are you gonna learn, L O S E R!?!” Brie needlessly accentuated her sister’s point, making an ‘L’ with her finger and thumb.
AJ predictably glared but before she could muster any kind of retort, Brie set that plug to full blast. Overwhelmed with intense and immense pleasure, a cacophony of moans rapidly bursted out from AJ’s trembling lips, the brunette mindlessly rolling off of Eva and instead laying sprawled out on her back, paralyzed by the sensations soaring through her petite tight body. Amused by their delusional pet’s addled state, Nikki and Brie just took that spectacle in for a second or two before moving over and helping their fellow model.
Both genuinely touched by her Total Divas co-stars’ compassion and eternally grateful that she had been saved from getting her ass kicked, Eva murmured softly, “Thank you.”
“Don’t mention it.” Nikki smirked and whispered. “Girls like us, we run the fucking show now.”
Brie shared her sister’s smile for a moment then gave a hearty whistle, beckoning their own bitch for the night. Like the trained brainless sub she was, Paige soon emerged from the corner of the hall on all fours, with a black collar and leash hung around her neck. Her normally whiter-than-snow face was flushed a deep tomato red, this disgrace still capable of feeling shame at this point in her career—not enough shame to actually stop bending over to take a long girl cock up her arse, but enough shame to hate herself every night she did.
“Come on Nikki!” Brie antsily whined, pulling at her twin’s arm. “This British slut isn’t going to fuck herself.”
“Oh, she totally is. Later. While thinking of us, no doubt.” Nikki wickedly snickered. “Isn’t that right, Paige?”
Sounding like she was on the verge of tears, Paige nonetheless dutifully whimpered, “Yes Mistress Nikki.”
“Uh-uh!” Nikki shook her head before forcefully kicking that poor pale excuse for a human being in the ribs. “For the last time, bitches don’t speak.”
While clutching her midsection in pain, Paige lightly sobbed but still managed to mortifyingly croak, “Arf. Arf.”
Loudly laughing, Nikki squatted down and patronizingly patted the pathetic pasty putz on the head and cooed with a false sweetness, “Good girl.”
“And speaking of good girls, I bet AJ’ll finger herself too!” Brie taunted, hungrily eyeing the pitiful convulsing midget on the floor. “Even after Eva turns your puckered asshole into the gaping crater it deserves to be, that won’t be enough! You’ll dream of worshipping The Bellas.
“Well, AJ, just know that, for now, you can look but you can’t touch.” Nikki smirked, quoting her own entrance theme.
“Fffuuuuccckkk yoooouuuu!” AJ screeched, her speech slurred as this plug continued to send mind-bending ecstasy all throughout her miniscule figure.
“No, silly, that’s our girl Eva’s job for tonight.” Nikki teased. “And if you dare to disrespect her the way you’ve disrespected us, then all three of us will triple fuck your skanky ass in front of the whole women’s locker room.”
“Ooh, maybe we could even invite her little bitch girlfriend to watch?” Brie asked before feigning contemplation. “What’s her name, again? Katherine?”
“L-Leave…K-Kaitlyn…out of thisss.” AJ desperately hissed, still struggling to talk through this debilitating elation.
“Yes, that’s it, Kaitlyn!” Brie exclaimed. “Steph should have her number, right?”
“I’d assume so.” Nikki confirmed, adding, “After all, AJ’s girl did seem to have a nasty habit of burying her face in between Stephanie’s McMahon’s thighs. Hmm? Isn’t that funny? You wanna talk all this bullshit about us supposedly sleeping with the higher-ups, yet the one woman who was always ‘on her knees’ for The Billion Dollar Princess was your girlfriend! You know? The same girlfriend we’re gonna call up and force to watch us fuck you!”
“Mmm, yeah, we’ll fucking use you and cuck your girlfriend the same way Steph used your girlfriend and cucked you!” Eva quipped, getting her groove back as she was backed up by her fellow models.
“Stoppp!!! Nooo!!” AJ loudly howled, like a spoilt brat not getting her way. “Y-Y-You can’t!”
“Oh, we definitely can.” Nikki laughed. “And we will , unless you promise to treat Eva with the respect she deserves.”
“I…Eh…Ungh…” AJ was a blubbering mess, stuck between a rock and a hard place.
Well, actually, the choice was pretty clear. She wasn’t sure how she’d be able to live with herself if she bottomed tonight for a woman who was without a doubt the worst wrestler on this roster, but getting fucked by said woman and both of the goddamn dirty Bellas while her girlfriend was forced to watch? That was outright unbearable, and would definitely drive yet another wedge in her already always rocky relationship with Kaitlyn. Indeed, AJ knew the decision she had to make, but that didn’t make it hurt any less.
“F-F-Fine.” AJ finally whined, tears streaming down her face as both this Bella-operated butt plug and the knowledge that she would have to submit to Eva Marie worked in tandem to overload the poor runt with more shame than she had ever felt before.
“Mmm, I knew you’d come around, AJ.” Nikki taunted before turning her attention over to her All Red co-star. “Have fun! If you need any help at all, I’d say call Steph. She’d be able to give this nerd’s girlfriend’s number in no time.”
“Mm, but just make sure you let us know if you do, because we’d love a piece of that ass. Right, Nikki?” Brie asked her sister, though she was also looking hopefully over at Eva.
“Right, Brie.” Nikki replied with a smirk before winking at Eva. “But first , if you’d excuse us, we have our own loser to fuck now.”
Proud of her and her sister’s work here, Nikki began sauntering away. Crawling closely behind her was the aforementioned loser, the filthy fuckhole known as Paige so far gone that as she was moving she was desperately trying to kiss Nikki’s ass through her trunks, and showing off how well trained she was, the Glampire ending up being pretty successful, her pale face buried in that still covered crack. Brie, meanwhile, kept a tight hold on Paige’s leash while waving goodbye to the red-haired hottie and thus turning off the vibration feature of AJ’s plug, triggering a whimper from the Divas Champion.
Eva blew a kiss to The Bellas before focusing on AJ, a sly smile gracing her face as she lifted this dumb runt upwards.
Her wild eyes going wide, the brunette fearfully whispered, “E...Eva…” and promptly received a smack hard enough that it sent her back to the ground.
“It’s Mistress Marie, bitch!” Eva barked at her prey. “Or if you prefer, your Red Queen.”
Woozily making it to her feet, AJ still instinctively scrunched her nose up and hissed, “To borrow a line from the man that you had to suck up to in order to get here, there is ‘No Chance in Hell' I'm ever going to call you that.”
With her scornful gaze fixing on Lee like the piece of meat the little twerp was, The Red Queen merely chuckled, “Ok, well, then there’s a great chance that I will call your stupid fucking girlfriend and pound your tight little shithole right in front of her.”
In response, AJ stamped her feet like a cranky toddler throwing a temper tantrum, her face twisting in rage. Frustratingly, that raw emotion from the rueful runt did little other than make The Red Queen laugh as AJ’s outburst fell more into the realm of adorable than intimidating. With an annoying cocky grin, Eva reached towards AJ’s chin, wanting this overly upset underling to make eye contact with her. However, before she got the chance, she was forced to contend with The Geek Goddess’s blinding wrath yet again, Lee jerking her head forward in an attempt to bite All Red Everything’s hand! Such unhinged energy from this petite nerd was enough to cause the Concordian conqueror to reel her head back and drop her jaw.
“Oh my God! You really are crazy!” Eva shrieked.
Verging on frothing at the mouth, AJ growled, “DON’T call me that!”
“Ummm, then don’t act like it.” Eva scoffed and rolled her eyes.
A tense silence then persisted before a sulking AJ truthfully admitted, “This is the worst fucking night of my life.”
“I know.” Eva shrugged dismissively. “That’s what makes this so much fun for me.”
Gritting her teeth and letting out a shrill ear-killing yelp, AJ was at a loss on what to do, staying eerily silent for a minute or two with her head hanging sadly before looking back up at her mistress for the night with a miserable scowl on her face that, again, was more cute than anything. Getting a rise out of the jaded Jersey Girl’s continued indignation, Eva further triggered her fury by bopping her on the nose, making the tiny trollop physically shake with outrage. Eva, of course, didn’t care, following that move up by gently caressing that endearingly irate face, which proved to be a step too far for the poor Geek Goddess as she fiercely swatted that hand away with all her might.
“Okay, seriously, stop it!” Eva snapped. “If you keep fighting, then we’ll never get anywhere.”
Sporting the brattiest grin imaginable, AJ countered, “I know. That’s what makes this so much fun for me.”
It was now AJ’s turn to snicker, admiring the ire on The Flame Haired Femme Fatale’s fuming face. However, that laughter didn’t last long as Lee was soon cut off by the lascivious, luscious, lust-filled Total Diva, who forcefully pulled AJ’s pretty little head up and forward into a rather rough kiss. Not content with a simple liplock, the reality TV star aggressively pushed her tongue down this weak shrimp’s throat, immediately gaining control of the kiss.
AJ hated that she didn’t hate this. Eva was a fucking model, eye candy, and not worth a damn between the ropes, yet she was a surprisingly great kisser, so much so that the tiny brunette found it hard to think of anything else when getting frenched by the fiery fashionista. Really, all the Latina dwarf could do was return The Red Queen’s hawkish makeout, half-heartedly attempting to push back against the reality show star’s tongue. Sadly, she barely had any impact against The Red Queen, as Eva responded to AJ’s pitiful attempts to gain control of this kiss by simply pushing her tongue further forward, immediately staving off any hopes AJ had of gaining power.
From there, AJ folded fairly quickly, freeing up enough to just completely melt into this kiss, her breath heavy and her chest heaving, feeling overwhelmed by the gust of Eva’s warm breath breezing into her own mouth. Her head spinning, AJ found tranquility in sucking on the tip of the talentless TV personality’s long pink tongue like it was a piece of hard candy. That enthusiastic response from the tiny tomboy brought genuine joy to All Red Everything, emboldening her enough to go a step further and fondle her prey, aiming straight for her grand prize. While keeping one hand firmly gripped on the back of AJ’s head, Eva’s other hand reached out and squeezed her defeated opponent’s tight little booty through those tight-fitting daisy dukes, generating a surprised mousy squeak from said opponent in the process.
“EEP! W-What the hell was that?!” Lee yipped, pulling away from the kiss.
“Me taking what’s mine, duh.” Eva nonchalantly shrugged, finding it to be pretty obvious. “You should probably get used to it—It’s gonna be happening all night long.”
Another cute pathetic pout from the Divas Champ ensued before The Red Queen took her by surprise again, moving so that she was stalking behind her prey and licking her lips as she stole another greedy grope of The Geek Goddess’s mouthwatering rump. Then another. And another. In fact, she kept it up long enough to reach double digits, at which point the so-called ‘Champion’ finally had enough.
“UGHHH! You can use my body for the night, I get it! Move on.”
Offering a light chuckle, Eva whispered, “Yes, yes I can. And trust me, this is going to last way beyond tonight. Now…why don’t we get an up-close look of what I’m working with here?”
Those horrific words sent a chill down the Chickbuster’s spine, but what followed was even worse. With an ear piercing snicker, Eva began pulling off AJ’s top, causing the shortstack to squeal in terror. Of course, it didn’t stop there, as All Red Everything slid AJ’s jean shorts down, the dominant Diva drooling over that delectable derriere, which was shoddily covered by a black skimpy thong that was clinging to her anal cleft for dear life. She desperately wanted to tear that barrier away but she managed to exert an ounce of self control and targeted Lee’s black A-cup bra, unhooking it and tossing it down to the ground.
After that, the gloves were off, Eva swiftly yanking down that barely-there underwear and subsequently squeezing that fully revealed rump to her heart’s content. She then got a tad more combative, delivering a few hard smacks to those tanned cheeks, giggling at how surprisingly quickly they reddened. Even more priceless than that was the twerp’s twat, Eva sneakily reaching in between Lee’s legs to find that this searing honeypot was wetter than a slip ‘n’ slide in a rainstorm.
“Aww, look at that. Guess whose pretty little pussy gets sopping wet when she’s stripped like the useless plaything she is.” Eva teased with a mocking laugh. “Here’s a hint: it’s you!”
AJ was mortified. One of the biggest disgraces to this business, a business AJ had fought tooth and nail to succeed in, had gleefully undressed her and felt her up like a fresh piece of meat, yet she just stood there and took it like a lifeless little ragdoll, offering up laughable sounds of discontent but no fight to speak of. It wasn’t for a lack of wanting . In fact, AJ might have never wanted anything more in her life than to turn the tables on this talentless top. But she knew the reality of this situation. Eva and those bitchy Bellas had made it painfully clear that they would get Kaitlyn involved if AJ didn’t hold up her end of the deal. While flipping the script on this worthless weak piece of eye candy would have no doubt been rewarding in the moment, AJ knew in the back of her mind that it would most likely lead to the fitness model throwing a hissy fit and complaining to her dumb twin friends, thus making their wet dream of fucking the Divas Champion in front of her gorgeous girlfriend come true.
Or at least, that would happen if AJ was unable to break the red haired beauty completely. But…maybe she could. Surely, she could obliterate someone as far beneath her as Eva Marie, righf? Sure, maybe this Regina George wannabe had somehow miraculously dominated every woman she had been with in the bedroom, but AJ Lee wasn’t ‘every woman’, right? She was the longest reigning champion in this division—hell, she was this division, and she would…
Suddenly, all thoughts flew out of AJ’s head as she was beholden to a downright heavenly sight, i.e. Eva Marie performing a striptease. Like everything the gorgeous Californian did, this sexy show was calculated, the dominant Diva intentionally removing her ring gear at a plodding slothish pace, depriving AJ’s anticipating eyes of seeing her voluptuous body for as long as she could. Mercifully, after what felt like an hour, the mischievous model tossed the top half of her ring gear away and paraded around her perfectly sculpted pair of plump and supple C-cups, causing AJ’s mouth to gape wide open (which was far from the last hole Eva planned on making gape tonight).
Smirking at how mesmerized this measly midget was, Eva took her sweet time to put her cunt on display, taking a break to sashay side-to-side to the striking club-type beat playing in her head. Watching that breathtaking babe’s masterpiece body sway from side to side, AJ’s eyes were like a tennis match, her coffee-colored pupils shifting back and forth in time with this heart-stoppingly hot performance before they followed Eva’s hands down to those bewitching blue trunks, waiting with bated breath as her thumbs slid into her waistband.
Sadly, AJ was left waiting for quite some time as Eva moved those blue bottoms down about an inch a minute, but thankfully Eva’s glistening slit was eventually exposed for AJ’s desirous eyes, those sparkling saucers admiring how The Red Queen’s snatch shined in the light of the locker room, meaning Marie’s mouthwatering muff was drenched. Granted, Eva’s eye-catching cunt wasn’t nearly as wet as AJ’s soaked sugar walls, as the model was actually semi-respectable and could better keep her composure, but it was still quite obvious that humiliating AJ had a thrilling effect on the Total Diva. Not trying to hide that fact, Eva rubbed her fingers over that wetness and then gently caressed her chest, allowing some of her slick to shimmer upon her bountiful breasts.
With a wink to her enemy-turned-sub, the Californian condescendingly cooed, “Mm, AJ, I bet it must be overwhelming to see a real woman’s body, huh?”
“I-I-“ AJ embarrassingly stammered, remaining in slack jawed awe as she tried to process The Red Queen’s sheer beauty.
While still suggestively massaging her massive chest, All Red Everything offered, “Don’t be shy, AJ. Accept your place and come worship it with your hot little mouth. Worship my body.”
Without a word, AJ began walking towards this devious Diva’s angelic body, unable to stop the literal drool dripping from her mouth as her eyes stayed glued to that slippery cunt and those perky boobs. She was in a total trance, hypnotized by each and every curve of Eva’s body, her mind essentially on autopilot as her dripping quivering cunt was now in the driver’s seat for decision making. The closer she got to that picture-esque figure, the more she could envision the heaven that awaited her—her mouth wrapped around All Red Everything’s diamond hard nips, her kisser trailing down Eva’s grade-A abs, her lips latched onto the Total Diva star’s throbbing clit, her eyes looking up longingly at the fitness model’s radiant face, her…no!
No! This wasn’t her at all. God, AJ wasn’t sure what kind of idiotic trick Eva was pulling here, but somehow The Red Queen had warped her mind enough that for a brief moment she thought she had actually wanted to bow down before this greener-than-grass jobber. Never again! AJ may have to submit tonight, but she was determined to stay bitter until the bitter end.
“Nah, I’m good.” AJ composed herself, stopping dead in her tracks. “After all, silicone’s a choking hazard.”
Glaring at the delusional shorty, Eva marched forward and pulled AJ’s face into her titanic titties, maintaining a tight grasp on those lush brown locks. Upon being abruptly shoved into those knockout knockers, AJ contemplated clamping her teeth down on those erect rosy peaks as hard as she could—it would serve this bitch right for smothering her like this. But, sadly, her libido seemed to be in charge yet again, AJ’s mouth immediately puckering up and gently kissing this impressive chest. Seeing that her soon-to-be pet was playing ball, Eva loosened her grip, allowing AJ’s head to travel over to The Red Queen’s right swollen bud, her lips engulfing that nipple in record time. AJ’s sucking started slow at first in spite of her impulses, the Divas Champion doing her damndest not to come across as too eager.
In some ways, the ship had already sailed on that one given the glamor girl had already felt first hand how wet her love tunnel was, but AJ figured it was best to save face anyway she could. Yes, fighting against her innermost urges, AJ approached this lewd act with a kind of tender gracefulness, softly inhaling on that irresistible nipple with amazing restraint. Perhaps tooamazing, as Eva was getting antsy for something more exciting.
“Oh, come on, you stupid shrimp! Pick it up!” Eva growled with a scowl. “No wonder you have to walk around here pretending to be a dom. You can’t top for shit, but you’re even worse at bottoming! God, you can’t do anything right, can you?! Like, you suck at sucking , it’s actually incredible. Actually apply some pressure, you poor excuse for a—OHHH MMMM YESS! FINALLY! THERE YOU GO, AHHHH!! SUCK MY FUCKING TITTIES JUST LIKE THAT, OHHHHHH!!!”
Letting this irksome rambling run on, AJ eventually grew tired enough that she acquiesced, ravenously and enthusiastically slurping away on these porn star-esque tits. With expert procision, AJ’s tongue swiftly swirled around that hardened nipple, her mind filled with flashbacks of nights when she approached Nikki Bella’s legendary melons with this exact same hungry fervor. But, at least she had been able to suppress her instincts enough to not get this zealous early on. That had to count for something, right? Oh, who was she kidding?!
Regardless of how long she was able to hold off on being overt with her enthusiasm, she had still been reduced to a mindless boob-obsessed slut who couldn’t contain herself, desperate to suck on a humongous chest far superior to her own. The best she could do now was embrace this side of herself, the pipsqueak’s passion growing with each passing second. Sucking as hard as she could while still including her tongue in the action, AJ also went the extra mile and blew a gust of hot breath onto the malicious model’s mouth watering mounds. She then maneuvered her head over to Eva’s left breast and replicated that feverish focus she had shown moments prior.
Elation coursed through Eva’s veins, waves of exquisite ecstasy spreading through her fit-yet-curvy body with alarming intensity. Thank God AJ had seen the light. She only hoped the rest of her trim and tantalizing body could entrance the Divas Champ to this degree. That however was in the future. For now, the fitness model just let Lee continue to apply as much suction as was possible to her left tit, until that eventually became tiresome and the rouge-haired rogue nudged the runt to move her head over to the right.
Over the next twenty minutes and with Eva’s guidance, AJ alternated her attention between both of those breasts, ceaseless in her vehemence. She’d lick and suck and even daringly press the edge of her teeth on one of those rock hard nipples until Eva demanded her other one receive that same treatment and then the diminutive dunce would switch positions. Much like when she buried her face in Nikki Bella’s somehow even larger globes of flesh, AJ found another unwanted feeling accompanying her enthusiasm— envy .
God, never in a million years had she expected to be resentful of someone as low on the totem pole as these digustingly incompetent second-class Kardashians but dammit, she was! She could stuff tissues in her bra until her hands fell off and it still wouldn’t make a bit of difference when stacking her lacking rack against The Red Queen’s. Granted, this glorified enhancement talent had gorgeously enhanced tits, but not even their non-naturality could quell AJ’s burgeoning jealousy. Never would she be such a perfect specimen, instead having to settle for suckling on that chest to her heart’s content—though she could attest that was a pretty satisfying consolation prize.
But, as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end, Eva lifting Lee’s head up then looking down at her future property with a sinister glint in her eye as she commanded, “Ok, geek. That was fun, but my yummy cunny could use your useless tongue. So, kiss my abs if you have to—it feels way too cruel to deprive you of something so wonderful—but then lick my cunt like it’s your job, ‘cause it is. Got it, bitch?”
With what little make-up she was wearing now completely smeared all over her face, AJ merely panted and nodded, trying to catch her breath after nearly suffocating herself in those sugary sweet silicone treats. Once she finally did, she managed to begin kissing her way down Eva’s muscular stomach, a certain jealousy again burning within her as her lips took this opportunity to explore her enemy’s sheer athleticism. Much like those magnificent breasts, this fit physique floored AJ, a part of the Divas Champ having to come to grips with the fact she wasn’t the one sporting this mystifying six pack.
Not helping her in any way was the taunting from this terrifying top, as All Red Everything jabbed, “Ooh, get a taste! Yessss, get a taste of what you’ll never have, AJ. Mmmhhh, it’s sad really. Your mouth has probably touched my abs more right now than you yourself have ever touched a dumbbell in your entire life. Ohhh Goddd, how do you live with yourself?! Being a champion who spends more time on her knees than at the gym?! Ohhh, bitch and moan that you’re actually a top or that I’m the one who gets down and dirty to get where she is, but there’s only been one woman desperate to please their superior tonight and that’s you!”
AJ’s cheeks flushed beet red the longer The Red Queen carried on, especially since her words rang all too true. But what The Geek Goddess may have lacked in muscle definition she made up for in adoration, letting her lips exalt this flawlessly ripped midriff for as long as she was permitted to, her wet mouth teasingly kissing its way back up the stunner’s stomach, AJ honestly curious on what her top would let her get away with before Eva’s impatience got the better of her. As it were, she managed to repeat that routine a couple more times until Eva clutched down on AJ’s brunette head tight enough that she could have drawn blood and issued a stern order.
“That’s enough, dork! I know that having this toned a stomach is a foreign concept for you, but Jesus! You can’t keep your fucking lips off of mine. Seriously, are you gonna leave your pathetic bottom of a girlfriend for my abs ? I mean, I wouldn’t blame you—it would be a huge improvement. But face it AJ, they’re out of your league. I’m out of your league. I’m a real woman, a megastar, a 10, and you? You’re below rock bottom. The only reason I’m spending any amount of time on you is because every now and then a charity case is good PR. So, if you know what’s good for you, get with the picture and lick my cunt. You heard me right, ‘Gay-J Les’, take that tongue of yours and slide it right over—OHHHH FUCK YEEEESSSSS!!!!”
While Eva was the one getting what she wanted, AJ was seemingly even happier than her, as giving into her demands was a surefire way to shut the talkative model. Plus, AJ would be lying if she said this drenched honeypot hadn’t been calling her name from the second it was revealed to her. Much like her approach to worshiping this wretched Diva’s superb C-cups, AJ began at a snail's pace, ridgedly swiping her soft pink tongue over the fitness model’s fold and deliberately yet narrowly avoiding that gorgeously engorged clit. That evasion evidently aggravated the flame haired babe, her riled cries prompting a wry smile on the face of the champ. Oh if only everything she was in for tonight could have AJ feeling this good.
Still, this momentary return of her mojo was better than nothing, AJ lightly lapping at this louse’s lap. Every now and again, she’d steer the tip of her tongue around the edge of Eva’s pretty pulsating pearl, then would go back to brushing her tongue everywhere but that bean. The longer AJ stayed away from that love button, the more All Red Everything whined, starting with a sad shrill whimper before eventually unleashing a more thorough verbal assault once it was clear the pipsqueak felt no sympathy for her.
“Alright, come on. Bravo, you’ve got the closest thing to revenge you’re gonna get, so now get on with it and lick my clit! Yesss, lick my fucking clit! Lick my clit or, I swear, I will drag you out into the middle of the ring like the cum dump dwarf you are and beat you for the title myself. Mmmm, yessss, if you don’t lick my clit, then I’m gonna go and wipe the fucking floor with you, you filthy freak. Yeahhh, forget about The Bellas or Paige—keep pressing your luck and soon that Divas Championship will become All Red Everything. So, is that what you want, huh? It must be because you’re still not fucking—-YEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!!!!! FIIINNNAAALLLLYYY, BITCH!!!!! LICK MY CLIT LIKE THE SLUT YOU ARE!”
Once again, Eva’s trash talking paid dividends, as it prompted AJ to play right into her hands and give the conceited model exactly what she wanted, the Divas Champion furiously swiping her tongue over Eva’s precious jewel. With just that bit of attention to her clit, Eva’s slender legs wildly jerked forward, her hips bucking ever so slightly. AJ hadn’t even gone so far as to use her slippery wet tongue to penetrate those sexy shaven sugar walls yet, but Eva already felt like she was on the verge of squirting, all because of how energetically AJ was swishing her tongue over this seductive sexpot’s sensitive center. Thus, she was embarrassingly reduced to an echoing mess of moans, resorting to every trick in the book to try and hold off her orgasm. Channeling that feverish fervor flowing through her, The Red Queen began wildly gyrating her hips, thus absolutely smothering this wimpy shrimp. Bizarrely enough, such a libido-fueled act actually did wonders in prolonging Eva from reaching her peak as this rotation resulted in the rundown runt having a significantly harder time lapping at the foxy flame haired femme fatale’s folds. Instead, the formerly respectable AJ Lee was being used as little more than a post for Eva’s mouthwatering cunt to grind into, the conquering Concordian furiously gripping down on the pipsqueak’s brunette locks and moving her head in line with her dripping cunt. With all the grace and sophistication of a rabid dog humping a pillow, Eva treated this supposed top’s radiant mug like a Brillo pad, roughly rubbing that adorable face into her twat with such unbridled intensity you’d swear she was trying to scrub out some kind of stain. Such antics probably weren’t all that enjoyable for the once longest reigning Divas champ, but Eva didn’t care. She was enjoying herself, and that was all that truly mattered.
Of course, that didn’t leave Lee feeling any less frustrated. She had gone from manically and frantically swiping her tongue all across this mesmerizing model’s mouthwatering honeypot to getting overwhelmed by this oddly dominant jobber’s jolting gyration, the woman who once proudly held the Divas Championship high above her head for 296 days now relegated to being a mere prop for untalented eye candy to use and abuse. All of that infuriating motion from the stylish redhead went on for what felt like hours, and all the usually impish little Latina could do was stay put and take it. Oh, she obviously could kick this Total Diva’s ass, but given how adamant both Eva and The Bellas had been about getting her poor precious Kaitlyn involved if she dared to rebel, AJ decided against offering up anything other than compliance.
Taking that acquiescence for granted, The Red Queen kept her grinding up for a little while longer, simply toying with this tiny technician. Eventually, however, Eva was willing to guide the former champ to the light at the end of the tunnel, stopping dead in her tracks and pulling back on her clitoral hood to give AJ the opportunity to wrap her warm and eager mouth around this gorgeous glamour girl’s engorged pearl. Wasting little time on capitalizing on this chance to taste this swollen nub, AJ swiftly parted her lips and rushed to engulf The Red Queen’s rosy pink love button in between them. From there, AJ started sucking on that saccharinely sweet nub like it was a piece of hard candy. This blast of the petite brunette’s hot and heavy breath on that sensitive center was enough to cause Eva’s shimmering hazel eyes to roll into the back of her head, All Red Everything ecstatic as the bottom-in-denial beneath her poured every ounce of her energy into vociferously suckling that stunning jewel.
Though her breath grew shakier with each passing second, Eva still managed to call out, “Yeeeessss, awwhhh FUUUUCKKK, mmmmmmm, suck my clit, you loseeeeerrrr!!! Oh Gawwwwdddd!!! It didn’t, mmmnnhhh, it didn’t take long for you to recognize your true place in life, now did it? Nooo, it didn’t, AAAAHHH GAAAAHHHDD, and I, OHHHHHH, I love it. Mmmm, yeeeahhhh, ohhhhh, little bottoms like you are the reason I came to this Divas’ division! That’s right! Wrestling? Mmm, God, that shit is boring. But wrestlers ? Ooh, all you so-called wrestlers are perfect—perfect whores! FUCK!”
AJ hated that she loved this. She hated that she loved licking Eva’s clit before and sucking Eva’s clit now. She hated that her intuition took control and led her to add her tongue to the mix even now, swirling that moist muscle clockwise around The Red Queen’s bean, thus causing her contemptible conqueror to feel more pleasure than the spoilt brat had any right to feel. She hated that instead of concocting a game plan for how to turn the tables on the reality TV personality, she was simply yearning for the moment Eva’s hot girl cum would hit her taste buds. She hated that, in addition to feeling this fitness model’s throbbing clit in her mouth, Eva’s degradation-filled diatribe was making her hornier and hornier. Worst of all, she hated that this was far from the first time she had been on her knees enthusiastically sucking the sugar plum of some dumb model and it most likely wouldn’t be the last time either.
The days in which The Geek Goddess reigned over the Divas locker room with an iron fist, the days in which the New Jersey native could proudly flaunt her power as RAW GM, all of that was a blur, replaced with clearer visions of being a literal lapdog for The Bella Twins, the pitiable pipsqueak pussy pleasing those plastic pretenders night after night. She couldn’t even fully recall how she had fallen prey to that terrible twosome in the first place. She just knew that, in spite of her personality, Nikki Bella had caught her off guard and seduced her with ease, and now her and her bitch of a sister had such pull over her that she was actually succumbing to the will of one of the weakest workers on the roster. Seriously, how much lower could you get after Eva Marie? Maybe Rosa Mendes? Hell, given the trajectory AJ was on, it was probably only a matter of time until she wound up being a plaything of that Diva Search floozy.
For now, she was at least one miniscule half step above the very bottom of the barrel, her hot mouth remaining latched onto the confident Concordian’s clit. Of course, being the malleable fuckdoll of a flame haired fame seeker was still causing an overwhelming amount of shame to wash over the Jersey girl, though that sore spot was more or less healed once a special sweet treat began pouring out onto the teeny tiny titleholder’s radiant face. AJ did the best she could to swallot that nubile narcissist’s nectar down her anticipative throat, knowing that if it was even half as delicious . However, the pipsqueak wasn’t quite quick enough, meaning that a large portion of that gushing rush of cunt honey splashed out onto the spunky shrimp’s merry mug. If that wasn’t enough, the hypnotically hot Californian collapsed, this mental high sending so many shockwaves through her tight toned body that Eva had no other option but to tumble downwards out of sheer exhaustion, taking Lee out with her and consequently landing smack dab on her fallen pet’s face.
Fortunately for the failure of a Diva’s Champion, that crash landing conveniently placed this tantalizing top’s twat right on Lee’s slutty little mouth, meaning the stubborn sub was able to excitedly slurp up any remnants of this majestic model’s pussy juice, her already cum coated tongue sliding back and forth like a windshield wiper on Mistress Marie’s muff. It didn’t take long for Lee to really get into a rhythm, greedily gobbling down every last bit of Eva’s scrumptious cunt cream available to her.
That thorough licking from this complete geek started stirring those debilitating sensations within All Red Everything once more, making Mistress Marie moan so loud that her resounding cries bounced off the walls, triggering a grin to grace AJ’s soaked face. For just a split second, the degraded Diva’s Champ felt like she had some semblance of power here, knowing that eating The Red Queen out had her eating out of the palm of AJ’s hand. Sadly, Lee couldn’t translate that into gaining full control over this situation, the spunky psycho chick still so cum drunk that her frame of mind was far from where it should be if she had any hope of taking charge of the action.
Although, once All Red Everything rolled off of her fluid covered face, AJ did at least have enough sense to sing-songedly coo, “Well, I guess someone can’t get enough of me.”
In too much of a post-orgasm haze to offer any kind of clever retort, Eva merely sneered, “Shut the fuck up!” then smacked the back of the brunette’s head.
It was then that The Flame Haired Femme Fatale remembered there was a much more obvious target for her to take her frustrations out on, the devious Diva taking aim at the cute little booty currently stuffed inside of the daisy duke shorts in front of her, absolutely walloping the defeated champ’s adorable ass. Those brutal blows to her jiggly butt resulted in the uppity runt screeching louder than a banshee with a megaphone, the feisty brunette’s coffee colored eyes growing wider with each subsequent spank.
Amused by this enraged reaction, the red haired beauty smugly quipped, “Awww, thank you, I love you too, AJ! No, no, but I get your frustration—I don’t know how it slipped my mind to slip these daisy dukes off of you. A proper spanking should be bare bottom! And even a crazy bitch like you realizes that.”
Infuriated further by that remark, AJ growled, “DON’T CALL ME—hey, wait, what the hell? What the hell are you doi—OWWWWW FUUUUUUUUCCCKKK!!!”
With relative ease, Eva took a hold of AJ’s beautiful brown locks and dragged the chump of a champ over to the locker room bench and placed this 5 foot 2 flunkie over her knee before licking her lips as she looked down at the glorious present she was about to unwrap. After squeezing Lee’s nice round rump through her jeans, perhaps for a bit longer than she had intended, Mistress Marie then yanked down that barrier between her and bare skin. Although, before that cute butt was on display in all of its naked glory, Eva had to contend with the itty bitty black thong being practically gulped down by AJ’s rosy pink sphincter.
While that revealing lingerie took no time to dispose of, Eva took the next few minutes to just stare at that rather useless excuse for a pair of underwear wrapped around the soft tanned backside of this rather useless excuse for a human being, outright salivating at how perfectly this skimpy cloth accentuated AJ’s heavenly ass. After only observing became tiresome, Eva decided to put those undies to better use and forcefully pulled up on that sexy satin fabric, giving this weakling a wedgie for the ages, an act which was no doubt familiar territory for the lifelong nerd.
With just one simple motion, years of confidence building, courage, and accomplishment had been flushed down the drain for poor little AJ Lee. For all of her life, the tiny tomboy trollop had to work tooth and nail to become an undeniable talent. Since her youth, she had stuck out like a sore thumb when standing next to your typical cheerleaders or ‘girly girls’, but she had finally found a place she felt she fit into, and that was the squared circle. Yet, now those very same prissy pretty popular girls she had distanced herself from were infesting the business that had been her safe haven and were treating her worse than a spec of dirt on the bottom of their 4,000 dollar ridiculous heels, making her doubt whether she belonged in this industry at all.
Last summer, she had effortlessly and expertly dressed down the entire cast of Total Divas, and she had shown even less respect to the redheaded sexpot than the rest of those wretched ‘women’, dismissing her as ‘also there’. This summer, in addition to the poster child twins of that godawful reality show using her on a semi-regular basis as their personal anal fleshlight, the very shitstain she had overlooked was the one treating her as little more than an expendable piece of trash right now, acting every bit the high school mean girl she almost certainly was by hoisting up AJ’s undergarment with this level of force.
Given that she had tirelessly dedicated her life to becoming a pro wrestler, the outspoken brunette was no stranger to pain, but this was easily harder for her to handle than any offense she had fallen victim to in the ring, as this was hitting her where it really hurt—her dignity. And unlike when she was swirling her tongue on Eva’s tasty twat, she got absolutely nothing out of this. Thus, tears upon tears streamed down her face, further smearing the miniscule amount of make-up on the worthless twerp’s face.
Upon noticing the waterworks flowing from the 5 foot 2 freakazoid’s twitching sepia-toned eyes, Eva cruelly cackled then commented, “Awww, I can’t believe it—you’re actually crying! Oh, and now your eyeliner’s starting to run?! I’m so sorry…I’m so sorry that was what your face looked like with makeup!”
Ok, in actuality, Eva found this downtrodden ‘champion’ to be kinda hot in a piece of meat kind of way, but she would take that sentiment to the grave with her. After how fired up AJ had been going into this sexcapade and given how mouthy Lee had continued to be, All Red Everything knew she had to lay the humiliation on thick if she wanted to have half a chance at permanently breaking the brash brunette brat. Plus, it was fun!
Trying to push the twee Lee over the edge, Eva tore those scanty panties off AJ’s sweet caboose—literally. Mistress Marie ripped that flimsy underwear up with next to no difficulty, throwing the pieces of shoddy black fabric up into the air like they were confetti and grinning from ear to ear as she did. Then, she went straight into dishing out a next level butt beating, smacking that naked rear as hard as she possibly could. All it took was that very first blow for AJ’s beautiful booty to jiggle like a giant bowl of jelly, making the stylish butt tamer burst out in laughter. Further fueling the fit fashionista’s laughing fit was the impact of the hard hits that followed, that divine behind shaking more and more violently with each powerful strike.
Before long, Eva started playing the petite pipsqueak’s posterior like a pair of bongo drums, swatting down hard on the brown haired bitch’s left cheek before delivering that same aggression to the right cheek. She went back and forth battering both halves of that backside then decided to give the tainted tomboy a break by hungrily groping that bum. Squeezing it through Lee’s daisy dukes had already been out of this world but feeling that ample bare skin was a dream come true for the dominant Diva. AJ may not have had the same modeling background as the self proclaimed Red Queen but her ass was still world-class, one of the best on the entire roster, and feeling it up like some teenage horndog was only the start of what Mistress Marie had in store for the bottom’s bottom.
As tempting as it was to rush into those more intense future plans, Eva savoured this moment instead, growling, “Ohhhhh, fuck yeahhh! Take that, you jealous bitch! Maybe this’ll teach you to respect your betters! God! Stupid little whore can’t handle the fame real women like me are getting. Yeah, you’re not on ‘Total Divas’ because we’re looking to actually get good ratings, and everyone would change the channel the second they saw a 2 like you trying to hang with us 10s. Well, us 10s minus Naomi and Natalya—those fucking fat assed skanks!”
Eva droned on, but AJ blocked the rest out, already hearing quite enough. Lee wanted to shout back. She wanted to point out that she would never be jealous of a ‘wrestler’ whose skill level was such that she made The Great Khali look like Dean Malenko. She wanted to declare that you couldn’t pay her to appear on a low rent reality show that gave women’s wrestling a bad name. She wanted to say that while Naomi and Nattie may be two of the biggest submissive bottoms in company history, they were damn good professional wrestlers whose biggest faults were associating themselves with bottom feeding fame whores like The Bellas and Eva Marie.
Instead, the rage-filled New Jersey native held her tongue, knowing she was one slip-up away from her girlfriend finding out how much of a cockpocket she had become. Though, it wasn’t like they were in some private hideaway right now. At any given moment, any of the random ingrates clogging up this division could barge into the locker room and see the woman who once reigned as Alpha getting her cute tush viciously smacked by this daft Diva. Oh God, all AJ was left to do was silently pray that no one would waltz in here and bear witness to what she had turned into.
Well, not exactly silently , as AJ wimpily whimpered all the while, yet at the same time she realized this type of treatment was already preferable to the wicked wedgie she had received earlier. Besides, it was almost all worth it for the intervals when Lee felt Mistress Marie’s perfectly manicured hands massaging her meaty cheeks, the current Divas Champ completely forgetting the pain she was in moments prior. Without a doubt, she remained wildly embarrassed, as this measly model was quite literally feeling her up like she was a piece of meat. But, at the same time, Eva’s touch was indelible, almost like her hands were made of magic—they felt so soft and smooth against Lee’s now welt-covered behind.
Fuck, the glamour girl’s continuous groping and rubbing felt so amazing that, in spite of herself, AJ actually moaned. She actually moaned like a nasty two dollar hooker from getting her adorable booty repeatedly squeezed. Although, AJ figured this was far, far from being the most mortifying act that would make her moan tonight, and this probably wouldn’t even be close to the loudest she would moan.
Still, that didn’t mean that the entrancing redhead was going to let this shorty’s joyful noise slide, and in fact it spurred Miss All Red Everything on to brutally beat that butt again while mocking, “Oh. My. God. Omigod! You’re the worst! The absolute worst. You walk around here, actually expecting to be respected, when it’s obvious to everyone that you’re nothing but a butt slut. And don’t worry, it’ll become more obvious in just a few minutes. Ooh, and was that another fucking moan? Really?! Christ, you’re far gone.”
Ugh, yes, AJ was moaning again. But it wasn’t because she actually got off on getting her ass spanked. Not even close. It was just that, after each savage slap from the seductive smokeshow, AJ felt her sopping twat rub against the fitness model’s thigh, which was exactly what she needed in her shamefully horny state. In so many ways, temporarily (at least, AJ would do everything she could to ensure this was temporary) sliding downwards to a spot in the pecking order that was lower than Eva Mariemade her feel like she had no place within this upside-down company, but in a weird way, it also strangely made her feel…wanted. It felt odd to say, but to have someone who coasted on her good looks now be so perversely obsessed with Lee’s shapely behind, even if all the mannequin-esque model was doing at present was unleashing an onslaught of abuse on that ass.
Granted, her beloved Kaitlyn also made her feel wanted, but that…that was different. Whatever she shared with Kaitlyn, it was a lot sweeter, a lot gentler than this. The tension brewing between the brunette and the redhead was something else. It was something carnal. Primal even. The well-built vixen was a shark and AJ a mere crawfish who couldn’t swim away. The Red Queen caught a whiff of the blood in the water when it came to AJ’s dominant status and she had immediately pounced, doing everything she could to get AJ to fold and become the same beta bitch she was in her Chickbuster days.
As had been established, The Bella Twins were practically living in Lee’s ass as of late, but this wasn’t the only point in her career in which she was nothing but a footstool for superior women. Upon her arrival to the main roster, AJ had spent the better part of 2 years getting rectally railed alongside (and occasionally, by) Kaitlyn, the brunette bottom blissfully skipping through her own personal submissive lesbian heaven. Eventually however, AJ, with Kaitlyn’s semi-reluctant support, branched out beyond only having fun with the women’s locker room, the bi-curious brunette having a string of flings and romances with the various male superstars on the roster as well.
But all those affairs proved fruitless for the technically sound tomboy and soon enough, she was back to spending her ‘private time’ with girls more often than not, except something had snapped inside the feisty tiny fighter. Angry at the growing distance she felt between them, AJ turned on her tag team partner turned lover (in more ways than one), violently attacking the busty dirty blonde and promptly buttfucking her afterwards. After thoroughly using Kaitlyn’s round rump for the next couple of months, the Geek Goddess discarded her and propelled herself to being the top top in this division, sowing the trust issues that still lingered between her and her rekindled flame to this day. But now, she was right back to square one, getting firmly in touch with her submissive roots.
In fact, AJ got so caught up in recalling the past that she barely even noticed Eva lifting her poor assaulted ass up in the air, a shit eating grin plastered on the Total Diva’s face. She did crash back down to reality once the reality TV star put her finger inside the ring protruding out of her sphincter. The Red Queen unfortunately didn’t have a remote like Brie that could send a surge of sensational vibrations through that toned petite body, so she settled for the next best thing.
Smiling wide, Eva measuredly pulled about half of that long thick plug out of AJ’s succulent backside. Such an action actually caused this paper Alpha to whimper with what sounded like disappointment , and Eva just had to laugh. How this obnoxiously annoying pandering fangirl had ever evolved into anything other than a full time fuckhole was beyond Eva’s comprehension, which is why she decided to send a message by letting that long large plug hang there a few seconds longer than she had planned so she could watch this loser wallow in despair and this loser’s cute little asshole quiver like a hungry mouth around that plug. But then the dominant model gradually pushed that plug forward and repeated the whole process over and over again, slowly moving the plug in and slowly moving the plug out, making the idiotic itsy bitsy bottom moan all the while.
Granted, there was some obvious discomfort evident in her high pitched cries, meaning this simpleton clearly needed to get her big butt used on a more regular basis. But even now, that pain was seemingly outweighed by pleasure, AJ trying to bite her lower lip to prevent herself from further embarrassment before she realized that was a futile effort and instead decided to let her unfiltered reactions fly free, though the shame she felt remained quite apparent on her face.
Of course, the fact that supposed top AJ was oh so ashamed by all of this only added to All Red Everything’s enjoyment, the Total Divas star remarking, “Mmmmm, yeaaahhhhh, Gahhhhd, you’re fucking loving this! You’re fucking love getting this butt plug shoved in and out of your ass. A butt plug that was put there by Nikki and Brie, mind you. Oooh, but please, keep pretending you’re a top.”
“I’m noootttt prrrrmmmnnhhh,” AJ started defending herself then hilariously undercut whatever point she was trying to make with another series of gleeful squeals before attempting to restart , “I…ooh…I’m not pretending to be an Alphaaaawwwwhh wait, why, why are you…oooohhhhhh, yeeeessss!!!”
Blocking The Geek Goddess from denying the truth, the tantalizing Total Diva removed this plug entirely, leaned forward, and stuck out her pretty pink tongue, doling out a steady staggering lick. That trend continued going forward, the California girl offering a nice long drawn out rim job, her tongue moving at a measured pace up and down AJ’s back crack and subsequently sending shivers up this shrimp’s spine. And unlike some overenthusiastic submissive skank, Eva didn’t accelerate her anilingus, but instead provided her soon-to-be pet with quite the opposite, going slower with each subsequent lick.
The more leisurely she licked, the more intensely Lee shuddered, a reaction that filled the gorgeous glamour girl with so much glee that she had to take a break to grin into the Divas Champ’s rectal entrance. However, just staying put and smiling wasn’t conducive to giving her a taste of that yummy rump, and so after taking a few seconds longer to let this bliss wash over her, Eva went right back to rimming that rear hole, now going the extra mile to penetrate the pink puckered starfish in front of her. Given how well AJ’s anal passage had been used by those terrible twins as of late, Eva’s tongue slid inside that crevice in next to no time.
God, Eva, and anyone with half a brain, could tell that AJ was a natural born bottom who somehow had miraculously masqueraded as a dom for far too long, but even she was surprised by how quick and easy it was to shove her tongue inside that adorably tiny hole—surprised and delighted. She was so delighted, in fact, that she wound up letting go of her inhibitions a bit and started ravenously thrusting her moist muscle in and out of that o-ring like an eager ass kisser would be wont to do, but the dominant Diva just couldn’t help herself. When she had such a tasty tush at her fingertips, the fit fashionista had to lap at that hot whore hole like it was a melting ice cream cone on a 100 degree day.
AJ attempted to take comfort in how enthusiastic Eva was when it came to tonguing her tailpipe, trying to pretend that this useless excuse of a competitor was showing her the proper respect and worshipping her glorious ass. Unfortunately, Lee could never truly immerse herself in that fantasy, The Geek Goddess all too aware of the exact reason why Eva was pumping her tongue with such fervor. She was getting prepared for a butt fucking….a butt fucking by Eva Marie . Oh God. At least The Bellas, as insufferable as they were, had some championship reigns tied to their name. Eva had nothing to show for her abysmal time in this industry, other than being at the forefront of a business killing reality show.
Pushing her inevitable fate to the back of her mind, AJ did her best to approach this situation with the most self affirming angle she could, the current champion commenting, “I hope you’re having fun back there, you plastic mannequin, because this is a position you, and all of your precious little co-stars, should get quite used to—kissing my ass! Mmmm, yesss, awwwhhhh, all of yooouuu should be getting on your knees and kissing my ass for what I’ve done for this division. Yeah, you all shoOOOOOH SHIIITTTT!!!”
This hideous effort at a power trip was relatively short-lived for the delusional bottom, as midway through her indignant monologuing, the chump of a champ was unceremoniously shoved onto the ground, Lee seeing her life flash before her eyes as she came crashing down onto the cold hard linoleum floor. Luckily, she did land about as safely as she could, but that was about the only positive of this situation. After a couple of seconds of simply lying there in pain, AJ had to deal with another downright vicious slap to her juicy jiggly booty, Mistress Marie leaping off the bench and pouncing on her obliterated opponent.
“I’m not ‘kissing’ anything, you little freak!” Eva shrieked while repeatedly smacking this raven haired whore’s big backside, incensed that this contemptible simpleton was still trying to fight against her fate. “No, I’m just getting that ass ready. I’m getting that plump delicious ass ready for something a lot bigger than just my tongue, geek. Like, I know you’re a total idiot, but even you’ve gotta understand that.”
AJ then whimpered like a wounded puppy once Eva lifted her ass up to continue said preparation, the model seemingly ceaseless in her efforts to embarrass this runt. That whimper soon morphed into more moans from the “Crazy Chick”, AJ always floored by how much she enjoyed the feeling of something up her behind. Day after day, she wore the Bellas’ butt plug inside her puckered entrance, stretching out her rectal passage so it was ready for moments just like this. In actuality, it almost made moments just like this irrelevant because AJ’s rear had been so routinely stretched out by that plug, meaning all of this further prep from Eva was most likely unnecessary, as was the fingering that followed.
All Red Everything removed her tongue and replaced it with her pointer digit, triggering an audible shocked shriek from the petite geek. Giggling upon hearing that response, The Red Queen added another finger and began pumping that duo of digits in and out of that already wide open anus, in turn producing more entrancing enchanted moans from this unfit “Alpha”, because, in spite of herself, AJ couldn’t quit crying out in pleasure anytime she got to experience the divinity that was anal penetration of any kind—although this was far from AJ’s favorite thing to take in her loosened sphincter. Nor was the plug, though when Brie was around with her ‘magic remote’ to make it wildly vibrate, that slutty stopgap was certainly a lot closer to being in the running.
But, no, as much as AJ would vehemently deny it time and time again, the thing she wanted in her ass the most was a long hard rubber rod. Of course, she swore up and down that wearing a dildo around her waist was the way she preferred touching a strap-on. It’s just that, if her plump rump had to get violated, she had grown to prefer a faux phallus up there. Maybe because she had adored nothing more than a dick splitting open her nice tanned meaty cheeks back during the days when she was a docile doormat for The Divas of Doom, and therefore, that love for taking cock in the greatest depths of her bowels was bubbling up to the surface.
For now, AJ would have to settle for an anal fingering, though fortunately this fitness model had been kind enough to add another…and another…and another until she had all five in there, the fit fashionista fixing to fist this fuckdoll’s derriere. Licking her lips, the luscious model again began the proceedings by being slow and teasing, letting this already loose caboose adjust to each knuckle within her anal tunnel, which simultaneously had the side benfit of giving the fitness entrepreneur the chance to lustfully leer on as AJ’s cute little butthole was stretched wide by this entire fist. After savouring that sight for the next several seconds, Eva then thrusted each of those knuckles upwards into Lee’s rump, actually making the uppity bottom howl out in primarily agony.
Those shouts of suffering warmed the insufferable seductress’s heart, The Red Queen sneering, “Ooh, fuck! Yessss, ‘Gay-J Les’, yessss. Take that whole fucking fist up your ass! Gawd, you love acting like you’re some big badass, when you’re actually like the loosest piece of ass I’ve ever seen—and felt. Mmm, yeahhhhh, your slutty little butt took my whole fist like it was nothing. I mean, you can act like it hurts or whatever, but we both know your loose booty was made for this!”
“NOOO!! SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UUUUPPP!!!” AJ grunted through gritted teeth, tears welling in her wild eyes as she feared permanent damage done to her rectum.
AJ’s only reply after that outburst was a loud cry of woe, though there was a hint of felicity in the early goings, suggesting that the psychotic submissive was much more content with this treatment than she was letting on, before eventually dropping the facade of discomfort and happily gasping, warm waves of pleasure starting to roll through her ever needy cunt. Fuck, she was literally getting treated like a puppet, with a whole hand shoved up her ass so she could put on an amusing little show, and yet she was somehow near cumming.
There was no way, right? She was the woman who had single handedly built the Divas division up into something to be proud of! She was the woman who had gone from nothing to the top of the food chain, both from a wrestling and a sexual dominance standpoint. So, surely, she wasn’t so far gone that she actually got off on getting fist fucked?! Even after her turn as a piece of property to be pimped out by The Bellas, she had to be better than that. But Eva was doing a damn good job of bringing her right to the edge, the defeated former GM afraid she’d squirt her hot and nasty twat juice at any given moment.
Fortunately, Eva took her fist out of AJ’s backdoor before the poor whore could suffer the indignity of cumming from an anal fisting, though the alternative awaiting her wasn’t much better. With a vicious malicious smile spreading on her glowing face, Eva grabbed a tight hold on Lee’s lush locks and cranked her head back, making the brunette comic book nerd scream about 5 decibels higher than she thought possible.
“Don’t move a muscle.” Eva huskily growled right into her basic bitch’s ear. “It’s time to make a name for myself.”
Despite her less than stellar win-loss record in the squared circle, it was unequivocally true that Eva had batted a thousand when it came to topping dumb sluts backstage. However, those dumb sluts had been a who’s who of who cares, with Mistress Marie staking her claim to utter nobodies like Natalya, Alicia Fox, Emma, and Naomi. And sure, it was kind of impressive that upon meeting all of those quote-unquote “women” that she had them face down with their trunks around their ankles and her strap-on buried in their butts after 20 minutes max, but every one of those names were little more than low card fodder made to take constant assfuckings from superior women. Granted, AJ was that too, but she had done enough to convince this roster she was a big deal that owning her would actually be of some significance. At the very least, it would be a more significant acquisition than any of those other jabronis, but that also meant there was a lot riding on getting this Divas champ to ride her.
So, after shooting a quick text to Stephanie McMahon inquiring about a certain ‘Hybrid Diva’’s number, Eva sought out the biggest strap-on in her collection, a massive sparkly ruby 14 incher made to absolutely demolish delectable rears, along with her handy dandy harness. Attaching that weapon of ass destruction around her waist, Mistress Marie methodically and maniacally sauntered towards the laid out loser, her eyes intently locked on her prize, the only real prize this champion possessed, salivating as she thought all about how masterfully her strap-on would pound that already fisted shitter.
From the entire time Eva was on her phone sending a text to Steph and rummaging through the locker to the seemingly hour-long stroll Mistress Marie took before reaching her target, AJ could’ve stood up and waged a fight with the awful model, but instead she simply stayed put like a dormant door mat, and while she could tell herself that she was playing it safe so she wasn’t punished more severely and triple teamed in front of her girlfriend, the reality was that AJ was…scared. Yes, scared. Oh God, AJ was actually afraid of some prissy pretty faced model, but perhaps for good reason. After taking that fist inside her stretched out tailpipe, AJ had gotten a taste of what exactly the beautiful Californian was capable of, the New Jersey native left shaken by how gaped her rear already was. Such fear was further validated once the smouldering smokeshow gave another impactful smack to her ridiculously jiggly butt, something which was becoming her trademark at this point.
That horrific act was followed up with an equally awful order, Eva commanding, “Spread your cheeks, bitch!”
Hearing that direction from the dominant Diva, AJ grimaced, knowing there was no easy out for the situation she had gotten herself into. No, she hadn’t gotten herself into this! How had she forgotten?! Stupid Paige had distracted her, and she had probably only done so at the behest of those bottom feeding Bellas. The deck had been stacked against AJ. She was the hero of this story, dammit. She was always the hero of every story, and like any good hero, she was about to trounce this villain once and for all. All those venomous threats about bringing Kaitlyn would soon ring hollow because AJ would turn the tables on her talentless tormentor and use that ruby red ramrod on the fitness model’s firm ass, proving once again why she was the most valuable woman in this—
“OWWWWW!!!” AJ yelped after receiving the hardest strike to her backside all night.
“Let’s try this again, maybe you didn’t hear me…” The Red Queen said with the kind of condescension that made AJ’s skin crawl. “Spread your fucking cheeks!”
“No.” AJ hoarsely hissed, trying to finally take a stand but struggling to be anything more than a timid submissive bitch.
“Um, excuse me?” Eva raised her eyebrow. “Did I hear that right or do you wanna try that again, geek?”
Doing the best she could to muster up some confidence, AJ hesitated but reiterated “I…I said no.”
Her mouth agape, the fitness model scowled before grabbing her buzzing phone again and sending another quick text, her eyes lighting up as she did, “You’ve officially got to be the dumbest butt slut alive. So, here’s the deal. I’m going to give you 3 seconds—you know, the same amount of time I had your shoulders down out there—and if you don’t have your cheeks spread apart by then, you’re going to hate your life. Well, even more than you probably already do.”
Before her brain could completely assess how smart a move this was, the Divas Champion puffed out her chest a bit and started to retort, “Do. Your. Worst. Because at the end of the day, I will always be—”
“A-AJ?”
AJ froze like a bug trapped in ice as a familiar voice echoed behind her. This had to just be a voice in her head, right? There was no way…No.
No, Eva and her had come to an understanding, and if that was actually the voice of who she thought it was, then this would be a complete betrayal of everything they had agreed upon tonight!
TO BE CONTINUED…
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