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Candice Loves Mickie's Fat Ass
By : MTL
Category: WWF/WWE > FemSlash - Female/Female
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Candice Michelle, Mickie James, Trish Stratus, or any WWE/WWF stars for that matter. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
*****
Mickie James was excited. It was easy to get her excited, especially when Candice Michelle was involved, but today her Mistress had promised her a special treat. She had no idea what it would be, but her greedy little ass hole was quivering around the plug which was stretching it out, in anticipation for what was to come. Admittedly, the surprise wasn't guaranteed to be about her big fat booty, but Mistress Candy just loved it so much, surely it would involve Mickie getting sodomized at some point. She just needed to get through this match, whatever it was, first. Then to her delight, she found that her Mistress Candy actually approached her while in the locker room, while she was changing alongside her idol, Trish Stratus.
"Hey Trish." Candice purred wickedly.
"What do you want, bitch?" Trish snapped angrily, already getting to her feet, and into Candice's face.
"Relax. I didn't come here for a fight." Candice seemingly tried to de-escalate the situation, before escalating it with a grin, "At least, not here. Oh yeah, I wanna beat you out there, where everyone can see it."
"Dream on." Trish scoffed.
"It already happened." Candice pointed out gleefully, "Ooooooooooh yeah it did. Don't pretend you don't remember. Mmmmmmmmm fuck yeah, I know for a fact that you do."
"That was a fluke." Trish grumbled with a blush.
"And we remember what happened after that, don't we?" Candice grinned wickedly again, "Mmmmmmm yeah we do. Anyone would think you would want revenge for that. But I guess you're not as good as they say."
"It's not that." Trish protested, taking great pleasure in pointing out, "You're just beneath me, is all. Besides, I have nothing to prove to you. I have nothing to prove to anyone."
"Perhaps." Candice said dismissively, "But we are booked to face each other."
"Yeah, that's not happening..." Trish began, and to be cut off.
"It's non-title, and Mickie is the special guest referee." Candice added, now she had her opponent right where she wanted her, as she questioned, "Ooooooooooooh yeahhhhhhhhh, I'm going to beat you tonight Trish. And it will be your little Mini-Me counting the 3. And the only thing that will make it more perfect, is if your asses on the line. So what do you say, bitch? Wanna make this ass 4 ass?"
There was a brief pause, then Trish just laughed, "You seriously think you can beat me?"
"I have, and I will again." Candice said boldly.
"No, I'm about to embarrass you." Trish grinned, "Mmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhh, I'm going to fuck that ass of yours, and make you mine. Just like all the other asses in this company."
"So, you accept?" Candice pushed.
"Yes, I accept." Trish confirmed.
No one was paying attention to Mickie during this little exchange, especially not Trish. If the women's champion had been, she might've thought twice about being so cocky, given the look on her friend's face was very, very conflicted. Because Mickie had known that Trish was Candice's ultimate goal, but she didn't think it would be this soon. And despite her earlier words, she wasn't sure about this. Because yes, she wanted to see her idle becoming her Mistress's anal bitch, but could she really betrayed Trish to let that happen? Whatever happened tonight, she would have to make a choice. One that maybe should've been easy, but it wasn't. No, the poor country girl wasn't sure what she was going to do, until they were actually in the ring.
Then she had to watch her Mistress getting her ass kicked, which was painful to watch. Although for better or worse, Trish was in no hurry to win the match, not even bothering to really pin Candice at first, thus not putting Mickie in a difficult position. But then Mistress Candy rolled her up for a 2 count, which might've been a 3 count if Mickie hadn't hesitated. Which unsurprisingly, made both the other women mad at her, albeit for different reasons. Then they were equally mad when she counted each time as they rolled back and forth, exchanging roll ups. Although at least that was evidence of her being a good referee, and not playing favourites. After all, Trish shouldn't need her helped to win. And surely Candice had something up her sleeve, other than trusting Mickie to cheat for her.
Sure enough, Trish got frustrated, and spent a little too long arguing with Mickie, and got caught because of it. Only this time, it wasn't with a roll up. No, to add insult to injury, Candice Michelle, of all people were able to capture Trish Stratus in a head-lock, and then perform her finisher, the Stratusfaction. That was enough for the 3 count. Just about. Did Mickie count fast? Maybe. It all happened so fast, and it would be something she was questioning for the rest of her life, given the replay was inconclusive. But for better or for worse, Trish was too stunned to question it, given what this meant. Which momentarily had the curvaceous brunette feeling sorry for her, until she saw just how happy her Mistress was.
Trish couldn't believe it. She had come to and kicked out, but it had been too late, a fact that she was now going to pay dearly for. Oh God, she had to bottom for Candice Michelle! Again! Something that she had barely survived the first time, and she wasn't so sure she would be so lucky this time. Especially as she had Mickie there to help her, and she still lost. And she couldn't even blame Mickie for it, as the only thing she could have done was count slower, and thus give Candice an out if the roles had been reversed. No, Trish's arrogance had been the main reason for her failure, and she wallowed in that for a few long minutes, before finally rolling out of the ring, and slowly making her way to the back.
It was very, very tempting to just get the hell out of dodge, or even just leave the arena, and come back later when everyone had gone. But Candice would likely wait around for Trish to retrieve the keys to her rental car, along with her other stuff. So really, her best bet was just to go straight to the locker room, and hope that she could talk Candice into going somewhere private first. After all, she had done it before, so there was at least a chance. However, when she finally made it to the locker room, and actually pushed herself into going inside, Trish was greeted by the sight of Candice sitting in the centre of the room on a chair, with the rest of the locker room, watching her eagerly. Except Mickie, who had her head lowered in shame, and for some reason was naked and kneeling next to Candice.
"Hey Trish, glad you could make it." Candice grinned wickedly, "Come closer, mmmmmmmmm, I wanna see my prize."
Quickly doing as she was told Trish then softly pleaded, hoping the rest wouldn't hear, "Can we at least do this somewhere else?"
"Do what?" Candice pushed with false innocence, although another smile gave her away.
"You know!" Trish said with annoyance, and then through gritted teeth admitted, "Bottom to you."
"What was that?" Candice again pushed, and then when Trish just glared at her, she continued with a laugh, "Did the mighty Trish Stratus just say she was going to bottom to little old me, Candice Michelle? Oh, that's right, of course she did, because I just beat her in the centre of the ring, ha ha ha ha! You all saw it. Mmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhh, I made Trish my bitch. And she isn't the only one, right Mickie?"
"Yes, Mistress Candy." Mickie replied softly, before glancing up at her idol and telling her, "Sorry Trish."
"What?" Trish frowned in confusion, although she already had an idea where this was going.
"Show her, Mickie." Candice ordered with a wicked chuckle, "Show her the hole I own!"
"Yes, Mistress Candy." Mickie replied softly, quickly turning around and sticking her ass into the air.
It was Candice who then spread those cheeks, making it crystal clear that Mickie James was wearing a butt-plug, which Candice began toying with as she explained, "I owe you a thank you, Trish. Mmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh, I owe you a big fat thank you for sending me this big fat ass on a silver platter. Ooooooooooooh yeahhhhhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmm, it was soooooooooo cute to see this obvious bottom puff up her chest, and try to be a top. I wonder where she got that from? Huh? Ha ha ha ha, ohhhhhhhhhhhh, we all know where she got that from. But it wasn't hard teaching her exactly what this giant booty, and this wonderful little hole, was for. Was it, Mickie?"
"No, Mistress Candy." Mickie replied with a soft whimper, quickly adding, "Thank you. Oh, Mistress Candy, thank you for putting me in my place, and making me your anal bitch. Thank you, thank you, thank you."
"You're very welcome, bitch!" Candice chuckled wickedly, smacking that big booty, before returning to pumping that butt-plug in and out of Mickie's back hole, "Ooooooooooooh, you're so very welcome. But don't worry, I loved it just as much as you did. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhh, I love breaking big bottomed hos, and making them mine. In fact, oooooooooooh, I see another big bottomed ho, just begging to be broken, and claimed as the anal bitch she was always meant to be. But first, I think she should taste my favourite anal bitch. Oh yes Trish, get over here, and suck on this plug. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssss, suck the plug which was buried up the butt of the referee for our match."
Honestly this wasn't a total surprise to Trish. She had sensed that while she might be a wrestler, Mickie James was mentally weak, and destined to become nothing but a well used anal addicted bottom in the WWE. She had wanted to use her as a human shield, in a way, that seem to work. At least momentarily. Unfortunately, Candice wanted Trish just that badly. Not that Trish could blame her, but it meant that her plan somewhat backfired, as it meant this public humiliation would be worse than before. Oh God, Trish was so lost in the show in front of her, especially that plug sliding in and out of Mickie's ass hole, she hesitated to obey the command. Something that would be hopefully be seen as hesitance, instead of what it was, her being lost in the moment.
Poor Trish then slowly closed the distance between them, kneeled down, and wrapped her lips around the plug which had been stretching Mickie's butt throughout the match, and probably throughout the day. Unfortunately, she then closed her eyes, and let out a moan. It wasn't even that loud, but it sounded deafening in the otherwise silent room, meaning that it was followed by chuckles from everyone else. Which of course, caused her to blush, and then again when she opened her eyes to find Candice Michelle staring at her with a wicked grin on her face. Oh God, this was so humiliating. Especially as she just couldn't stop sucking that toy. Which she had too, something she would point out to anyone who asked, but it was crystal clear in that moment that Trish was doing it, because she liked it.
Because she did. She had always loved the taste of ass, and while she'd worked very hard to put those days behind her, that one memorable night with Candice had very much reawakened that side of her. Something that she was very much paying for now, and it might only get worse, if she wasn't careful. And looking into Candice's eyes definitely wasn't helping, but it wasn't like she could really look anywhere else. But deciding it was preferable, Trish looked down at Mickie's bottom. Which was definitely preferable to having to see the smug faces of the other women surrounding them, but it wasn't much better, given the state of that poor little ass hole.
Given that it remained widely stretched even long after the butt-plug had been removed made it crystal clear that it had been regularly used. Which again, wasn't that surprising, given Mickie had been acting very weird, pretty much ever since they met, likely because she was having trouble sitting down. It was also unsurprising, because Trish knew first-hand that Candice Michelle was obsessed with abusing big fat asses. And she had likely gone crazy for Mickie's big booty. Something which made Trish's own back door quiver with fear, and yes anticipation of what it was in for tonight. Hell, her meaty cheeks were also quivering, as they knew what they would be in for next.
Sure enough, eventually Candice pulled the plug out of Trish's mouth, shoved it back into Mickie's ass, and then happily announced, "Oooooooooooh fuck, good girl. Good little ass to mouth slut. But now? I think it's time that Trish Stratus got her big fat ass spanked. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssss, mmmmmmmmmm, take off your clothes, champ. Oh yeah, take things nice and slowly, for all of us. Nice and slow, ooooooooooooooh yessssssssssss. Take it off, so this spanking can be as it should be. Bare bottom! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmmm, I can't wait to spank Trish Stratus's big fat ass when she's bare bottom. Oh yeah, and what do you say, bitch?"
There was a brief pause, then Trish lowered her head and grumbled, "Yes, Mistress Candy."
"Good girl." Candice chuckled wickedly, before pushing, "Mmmmmmmmm, now do as you're told."
"Yes, Mistress Candy." Trish again grumbled, and did as she was told.
It was physically painful to do so, but Trish tried to get it over with, while being as unsexy as she could. Which meant she moved quickly, which meant not bending over, or doing anything else to show off her assets. Unfortunately, this only seemed to amuse her temporary Mistress, a smile pretty much glued to her face throughout this process. However, once it was over, that's smile became even wider, as the women's champion was forced to bend over the knee a piece of eye candy, who wasn't worthy of lacing up her boots. But at least she was still champion, as if she lost to this glorified model, Trish would truly never live it down. Then again, in a way, this was more humiliating, as it was the WWE women's champion doing those things.
Namely, bending over the knee of Candice Michelle, the WWE women's champion presenting her ass to be spanked as if she was a naughty child. In front of a whole locker room full of her peers, no less. And of course, the bitch couldn't just get it over with. No, that would be too easy. Instead she spent a few long minutes just staring at those meaty cheeks, and then even longer groping them, enhancing the humiliation tenfold. Which to be fair, was nothing Trish hadn't done when the roles were reversed. But that was different, as she'd worked hard to become a wrestler. She didn't deserve that kind of treatment. Especially not crying out pathetically as she received her first of many, many strikes.
Candice honestly just wanted to spent all day long groping that big fat ass, both as it felt and looked so good in her hands, and because the humiliation she was inflicting on Trish was truly delicious. Especially as they were doing this in front of an audience. However, at the same time, there was just so many things that she wanted to do to this 'Alpha female', that she felt like a kid in a candy store. Only she definitely knew what she wanted to try first. Other than the groping, of course. Which naturally meant lifting her hand high into the air, and bringing it crashing down upon the enormous butt cheeks of Trish Stratus, and then quickly pulled her hand away, so she could enjoy every bit of the reaction to it.
First of all, there was a beautiful smacking sound, which echoed throughout the room, along with the sharp cry that the supposedly tough wrestler let out. Secondly, there was the way those big meaty cheeks jiggled for her hypnotically. All of which Candice savoured for a few long seconds, before repeating the process, with some deviation. Sometimes she would increase or decrease the force behind the blows. Other times, she would give that fat ass a series of spanks, one right after the other. And sometimes, she would just grab that ass, and give it another long groping session, or even a short one, before finally giving that big booty another strike, and enjoying all of the reactions again.
Of course, she wasn't just paying attention to Trish's reactions. No, they were in the middle of the WWE women's locker room, and while there was enthusiastic support from just about everyone here, especially from her bestie Torrie Wilson, her favourite bitch was less enthusiastic about it. Which was not surprising, given that Trish meant a great deal to Mickie, but nevertheless, it was a little disappointing. Candice had been confident that she had broken Mickie to the point that she would be eager to watch her break her so-called best friend, who had only been using her as a human shield. Then again, maybe her favourite bitch was jealous, and worried she was going to be replaced?
It was probably a combination of factors, but it meant that Candice was going to have to keep an eye on Mickie throughout what happened next. Even if her main focus was very much on Trish, especially when, after a long, playful spanking, she kicked things up a notch. Again, part of her would've been perfectly happy spending all night doing what she had just been doing, but her desire for more was just too great. Especially when there were so many other great things to enjoy. Like watching those meaty cheeks jiggle like jelly in an earthquake, and gradually turn a cute pink, to a dark and angry red, under the force of the now brutal butt beating. And oh, then there were the wonderful sounds, which almost made Candice feel like that alone would make her cum.
Trish thankfully felt a long way off from cumming. Yes, the physical pain she was experiencing now couldn't compared to the injuries she had suffered, or even a few of the moves she had taken, during her wrestling career. However, this was easily the worst mental agony she had ever experienced. Because sure, she had been spanked before, by Candice Michelle and others, and that had been bad enough, but especially in front of people. The rest of the women's locker room, no less. Even if she managed to avoid breaking, she would never, ever live this down. Especially considering what was going to happen next, making Trish honestly unsure whether she wanted it to end or not.
For better or for worse, sooner or later it had to end, but not before Candice dished out an admittedly impressive performance. One maybe even worthy of a real wrestler. Then it stopped, the sound of the last strike, and Trish's pathetic cries, echoing throughout the room. Oh God, Trish had tried to stay strong, she really had, but she just couldn't resist giving Candice, and seemingly everyone else here, what they wanted. Namely to hear the women's champion and Alpha female of the WWE whimper as everyone admired the glorified model's handiwork. Then, again, for better or for worse, the champ received another order that she had been waiting for. One which would provide her with some relief, but lead to something much worse.
"Good girl, mmmmmmmmmm, you took that spanking so well. Soooooooooooo well, mmmmmmmmmm, ooooooooooooh, Trish Stratus just took it like a good girl! Ha ha ha ha!" Candice taunted gleefully, as she briefly went back to that greedy groping, before delivering one more hard slap to that fat ass to emphasize the end of her next words, "Ohhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssss, she took it like a good girl, but now? She's gonna take it like a bitch! Oh fuck yeah, bend over, Trish! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, you know the position I want you in. Face down, ass up, oooooooooooh, the champ giving me what's mine! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhh, give it to me, bitch! Give it to me now!"
"Yes, Mistress Candy." Trish again grumbled, and did as she was told.
Which actually led to a chorus of laughter from pretty much the entire room, except for Mickie. Not that it made Trish feel better. No, it was hard to imagine Trish feeling worse at that moment. Even though she knew it was coming. And don't get her wrong, she wanted to lash out, if only with her words. But she didn't want to risk receiving another spanking. Especially not given the state her poor butt was in. Besides, she needed to save her energy for what came next. And again, Candice couldn't just get it over with. No, she took her time circling her pray, looking her up and down, before coming to stand directly in front of her, and giving Mickie a command, which had Trish's butt hole quivering with fear, and to her shame, anticipation.
"Mickie, go get me a strap-on." Candice ordered with a wicked grin of delight, "Mmmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhhh, get me a nice big cock, and strap it around my waist, so I can butt fuck your poor excuse of a best friend, and make her my anal bitch. Just like I did to you. Ooooooooooh yesssssssssss, gonna fuck that big fat ass, and make it mine."
"Yes, Mistress Candy." Mickie quickly replied and obeyed.
Having to watch that weapon of ass destruction being attached also made Trish's ass hole quiver, although at least Mickie had the decency of covering it with lube, after it was in place. Doing that probably went without saying, although there was a chance that Candice thought that saliva would be enough. And maybe it would have been, as Trish had never seen or heard of anyone dishing out more enthusiastic rim jobs than Candice Michelle. Unsurprisingly this time was no different. In fact, it may have been the longest yet. Especially considering that Candice insisted on burying her face deep into that booty, and motor-boating it like it was the giant tits of the women's champion. The giant tits the champ was very proud of, but were now being completely ignored in favour of her big booty.
Candice loved Trish's big tits, and certainly promised that she would show them some love later, even if that was just back at her hotel room. But she was unquestionably an ass girl, and one who craved big bottoms at that. And now she had easily one of the biggest bottoms available to her, she took full advantage of it, by literally rubbing her face in it. Hell, she didn't even stick out her tongue at first, instead choosing to just enjoy the sensation of being surrounded, and even suffocated, by booty. Especially when she pressed her face more forcefully into those cheeks. Yet another thing she wanted to never end. Or maybe to have Mickie, and a few of the other big booty bitches on the roster, bend over next to Trish, so she could go back and forth between them.
Of course, she needed to concentrate on this big fat ass, if she was going to make it hers once and for all. Which was why eventually she stuck out her tongue, and started sliding it over Trish's most private hole. Something she did slowly at first, but gradually increased her pace, until she was giving it everything she had. Which was about the time she started swirling her tongue around that back door, and even pushing it inside. And to her delight, she succeeded very easily. Oh yes, Trish Stratus's ass hole clearly remembered who it's rightful owner was. Either that, or this so-called top had been fucking her own ass in preparation for Candice to take what was rightfully hers. Or maybe even, allow some lesser top access to Candice's property.
That thought ironically made Candice a little mad, even though she had no right to be, considering she very much planned on keeping Mickie, after she conquered Trish. And she might even share them with her friends. Maybe. But she was in no hurry to do so. No, she was perfectly happy to keep these big bottoms all to herself for the near future. In fact, she forgot all about putting on a good show for her audience, in the name of selfishly indulging in her addiction to fat asses. And pacifically, eating them. Oh yes, Candice spent what felt like hours eating Trish's big butt, to the point that her pray sounded like she was whimpering with need. Need to get the anal pounding she so richly deserved. Which of course meant she had her right where she wanted her.
Eventually Candice took pity on her pray, and reluctantly pulled her face away from Trish's fat ass, and more importantly her tongue away from that sweet little fuck hole. Then of course, she quickly replaced it with a finger, which she shoved into her mouth and sucked for like two seconds, before pushing it into the slutty little butt hole of Trish Stratus. Something which again, had this shameless little anal whore crying out in pure pleasure, and then whimpering in humiliation. Which was something that Candice just had to taunt her about, albeit after burying the full length of that finger into the other woman's ass, leaving it there for a few long seconds, and then starting to finger fuck it.
"Oooooooooooooh yeahhhhhhhhhh, you like that, don't you Trish?" Candice taunted gleefully, her eyes locked onto the finger sliding in and out of the other girl's ass hole, "Ohhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssss, Trish Stratus loves getting her big fat ass fucked. Mmmmmmmmm fuck, it's been way too long since I fucked this perfect little fuck hole of yours. And now? I'm going to do it in front of everyone, including your little super fan. You know, the one I made my anal bitch? Just like I made you my anal bitch. And now, I get to remind you of that. Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssss, I get to remind the WWE women's champion that she is nothing but my personal little butt slut!"
"Then do it!" Trish snapped with frustration, whimpering pathetically as she added, "Oh please... Mistress Candy, just get it over with."
"Awww Trish, don't be like that. We both know that this is what you really want." Candice grinned wickedly, and then proved her point by pushing the second finger into the champion's butt hole, which got a very predictable response, "See? There you go again, moaning from getting a second finger shoved up your butt. Mmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhh, Trish Stratus loves getting her bitch hole stretched. Oooooooooooh yesssssssssss, she loves having it stretched by a tongue, and fingers, but especially by a nice big dick. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh fuck yeah she does, and she's going to prove it. Right here, in front of everyone. Oh yes, spread those cheeks, Trish. Show me my prize."
There was a brief pause, then Trish grumbled through gritted teeth, "Yes... Mistress Candy."
Trish then slowly reached back, grabbed onto her meaty cheeks, and then slowly pulled them apart, offering up her most private hole for this bitch to use for her pleasure. Unfortunately Candice didn't have the decency to just get it over with. No, she had to tease it out even further with a few moments of fingering, and even when she pulled those fingers out, and noisily sucked them clean, the champion's torment continued. Namely, by Candice smacking Trish's ass hole with the strap-on, and then just resting the head against it for a few long seconds, before finally doing it. Finally pushing forward enough to start stretching that forbidden hole. And it just kept stretching, and stretching, and stretching, until finally it happened.
Finally that big dick slid through that back door and into that back passage. Candice Michelle's big dick slid through Trish Stratus's shit hole, and into her shit-pipe! Right in front of the WWE women's locker room. Oh God, this was so humiliating for Trish. She was the women's champion, and more importantly, the Alpha female of the WWE. She shouldn't have to suffer this kind of indignity. Especially in front of jealous bitches, who again all laughed at her misfortune, and gleefully taunted her. Ironically Candice was one of them, but in a way that only made things worse, as she was obviously too preoccupied with enjoying the sight of her temporary bitch's ass hole stretching for her strap-on.
Something which for better or for worse, Candice savoured for a few long seconds, before pushing forwards incredibly slowly, proving that she was continuing to savour this twisted act. Which obviously minimize the pain, but that was a small comfort, as it meant Trish had to wallow in this indignity. Of course, there was still a certain amount of pain, but it was nothing compared to some of the pain she had received from her injuries, or even to certain moves in the ring. It was however an incredibly shameful pain to receive, especially considering who was inflicting it upon her. And why. And God help her, but the combination of those factors was making the pain more than manageable. Oh God, it was actually pleasurable, especially considering what she knew was coming later.
Which was exactly why she had thrown Mickie to the wolves. Nothing against the girl, who seemed nice enough, but Trish had been afraid that if she got another taste of Candice Michelle's big dick up her ass that would be the end of her. Or maybe even any big dick, given that this easily proved just how much she loved it. Reminding her that she had been Lita's anal bitch. And worse, Torrie Wilson's anal bitch. Something that might happen again, if Candice chose to share her with her friend. Or even gave Trish to Torrie, as some kind of gift. Something which she had to avoid at all costs. And more importantly, not to think about, as again, it was only making this whole thing easier on her. But also, so much harder.
Candice was sure that wide grin was glued to her face pretty much this entire time. God, she really wanted to taunt her defeated opponent about all this, but she was just too wonderfully overwhelmed with happiness. Especially considering that Trish was spreading those meaty cheeks of hers, and thus giving her the best possible view of it. Of her big dick sliding into the butt hole of the so-called Alpha female of the WWE. Oh yes, she was stuffing the women's champion's big fat ass. Which yes, she had done before, but this was different. Better. So much better, because this time, it was in front of the whole women's locker room, so everyone would know that Trish Stratus was nothing but her anal bitch. And from now on, she always would be. Candice promised herself that.
She would get Mickie and Trish matching collars, and butt-plugs, which they would have to wear most the time. And even when they were moving from town to town it would be strictly very revealing outfits for them. Oh yes, and she would make them crawl behind her, as a sign of their devotion to her. And of course, she would pimp them out to the rest of the roster. Which would make her very, very popular. Oh yes, Candice became lost in imagining all these wonderful possibilities, so much so that she almost didn't notice when she was running out of dick to feed Trish's greedy little ass hole. But she did, which allowed Candice to rediscover her voice, especially when her thighs came to rest against those meaty cheeks, announcing the butt stuffing had been completed.
"Oooooooooooh yessssssssssss, oh yes, oh yes, oh fuck, that's it! More, more, more! Ah fuck! That's it, every inch, all the way up your big fat ass!" Candice exclaimed gleefully, briefly pausing to savour the moment, before continuing just as gleefully, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhh, that's every single inch of my big dick deep inside Trish Stratus's fat booty! And oh my God, is she moaning? Huh? Is Trish Stratus moaning in pure pleasure, just from getting her big butt stuffed? Yes it is, oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssss, I told you! Mmmmmmmmm fuck yeah, I told you all, that Trish Stratus was nothing but a big booty ho. And now, she's mine! No! She's been mine for a while now. I'm just reminding her of her natural place in the world. Her, and Mickie! oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssss, take it Trish! Fucking take it like the anal bitch you are!"
Unsurprisingly there was no response from Trish, both because Candice pretty much kept talking for the next few minutes, and her anal bitch was just so overwhelmed by what was happening to her. Especially when Candice started pumping her hips back and forth, and thus officially beginning the ass fucking. Oh yes, Candice Michelle was now officially fucking Trish Stratus's big fat booty, and again, this time it was happening right in front of the entire roster, and their precious Mickie James. God, Candice almost felt like she could cum from this initial stage. Especially because Trish continued spreading her cheeks like a good little butt slut, providing her top, with the best view of that dick pumping in and out of Trish Stratus's butt hole.
To her credit, Candice then dished out a long, slow butt fucking for several long minutes, which felt more like hours. Admittedly, this was because she was totally captivated by the beautiful sight in front of her, that being Trish Stratus bending over in front of her, allowing her most private hole to be used as a fuck hole. So much so, that autopilot kicked in. However, she still felt she deserved credit. And she definitely deserved credit for bringing Mickie into the mix, maximizing the humiliation Trish had to be receiving, and further showing off her control over both of them. And also, just because it was so very fun, and something that Candice had wanted to do, ever since she made Mickie her bitch.
"Mickie, get over here and take over spreading these fat butt cheeks." Candice ordered gleefully, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhh, spread 'em for me! Spread those big meaty cheeks! Ooooooooooooh yessssssssssss, mmmmmmmmmmm, I want you to get the best possible look at my cock sliding in and out of Trish Stratus's big fat ass!"
"Yes, Mistress Candy." Mickie quickly replied and obeyed.
Mickie had been anticipating this particular command, given that she was staring at her prize this entire time. Oh yes, she had been staring at Mistress Candy's cock pumping in and out of Trish's ass hole pretty much this entire time, but now she was getting an even closer look at it. And more importantly, she was actually involved now in this twisted act. And it was soon going to become even better. Yes, it was a shame not to look at Trish's face, as she desperately tried to hide her enjoyment, but Mickie definitely preferred this view. Especially when it changed to the dildo being pointed directly at her lips, after being pulled from the champion's butt hole. Which was then of course, followed by the command she'd been waiting for.
"Hey Mickie, ready to taste the ass of your idol, Trish Stratus?" Candice questioned just before this.
"Oh yes, Mistress Candy." Mickie beamed happily, "Mmmmmmmmm, oh please, let me taste that ass."
"Well, go on then." Candice said as she pulled her cock from one wrestler's booty, and pressed it to another's mouth, "Suck my big dick! Oooooooooooh yesssssssssss, suck it! Taste that butt cream. Ohhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhh, taste Trish Stratus's butt cream like the nasty little ATM whore you are! No! Mmmmmmmmm, don't just taste it. Get the whole thing. Ohhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssss, all the way. All the way down your whore throat! Good girl. Good little ass to mouth slut. Oooooooooooooh yeahhhhhhhhhhh, suck it real good. Get every drop. Every drop of your precious Trish's ass! Oh yes, oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssss, ah fuck! Suck it!"
"Yes, Mistress Candy." Mickie replied and obeyed, when she had the chance.
Initially Mickie waited for Mistress Candy to stop talking, but given that didn't seem to be happening anytime soon, and she just couldn't resist any longer, the broken bottom hope that her top would forgive her for maybe jumping the gun a bit. Luckily Mistress Candy seemed delighted when Mickie finally wrapped her lips around the head of that cock, and started sucking on it. In fact, the top laughed with delight, and started providing even more encouragement. Something which caused the bottom's heart to flutter happily, along with the gentle caresses to her head, and the happy smiles she received. Which of course, only pushed her to suck that cock even more enthusiastically.
Admittedly she had spent a few long seconds savouring the deepest part of Trish's ass, but then Mickie had loudly and greedily sucked the head clean. And of course, started bobbing her head up and down, taking an increasing amount of the dildo into her mouth, before she reached the entrance to her throat. Under other circumstances, she would concentrate on the first half of the cock, or at least take longer at this stage, but she was worried that she was going to miss out on any of that heavenly butt cream. Besides, if she did this quickly, maybe she would be given even more ass juice? On the other hand, it could go with the rest of their audience, leaving Mickie with nothing to do. What was worse, she wasn't entirely sure what Mistress Candy wanted from her right now.
So, taking a risk, Mickie pushed that strap-on into her throat, seemingly in record time. And she was just as fast when it came to pushing her mouth all the way downwards, until her nose was pressed against Mistress Candy's crotch, and more importantly the full length of that dildo was fully embedded inside her throat. She then showed off by holding that position for a few long seconds, before going right back to bobbing her head up and down with well-practiced ease, while of course, sucking it just as enthusiastically as before, so she could be sure to get every drop of that precious butt cream, before inevitably that strap-on was returned to Trish's ass. Then, for better or for worse, she was forced to stay in that position, while her earlier fear came true.
"Alright, who else wants to taste this ass?" Candice questioned, with a predictable result, "What's that? Everyone? Oooooooooooooh, goody. You hear that, Trish? Everyone wants a piece of this ass! Mmmmmmmmmm, not that I blame them. Oh yes, Trish Stratus is a great piece of ass. And now you all get to find out for yourselves. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssss, form an orderly queue, and I'll let you taste this bitch's booty. No! No pushing, mmmmmmmmm, no need for that. There's plenty of this big ass to go around. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhh, everyone is going to get a piece of this fat butt today. Everyone! Ooooooooooh fuck yes, you all get to suck my dick."
Trish had no doubt that she would be tasting her own ass, and she even found herself looking forward to it, but only because it would mean an end to this debasement. Sure, it would be humiliating, but not worse than what she was currently going through. Maybe especially because Mistress Candy didn't even have the decency to make her cum. Or even give her the chance to beg for it. No, she insisted on making every diva in the room go ass to mouth, and thus constantly keeping Trish on her high. It wasn't something she should be feeling, but she was. And worse, it was causing her ass to become increasingly relaxed, and even more accepting of what was happening to it. So much so, it was so increasingly good, to the point that Trish was afraid of what she would end up saying, just to get what she so desperately wanted in that moment.
Or at least, just one of the things she really wanted. Because honestly, she got pretty close to begging for the privilege of tasting her own booty. Even though it was inevitable. Oh God, unless Trish got lucky and passed out from the intensity of the anally induced orgasms Mistress Candy would inevitably give her, she would be forced to go ass to mouth at the end, to solidify her submission. It was practically in the WWE rulebook. At least as far as the divas were concerned. And with Mickie now spreading her cheeks, Trish just had to torture herself by lifting her upper body to where she could get the best possible look of the ATM fun. Then, just when she didn't think it could get any worse, it did.
"Mickie, go and get a strap-on." Candice suddenly ordered.
"Yes, Mistress Candy." Mickie replied and obeyed.
When her bitch reached her bag, Candice quickly clarified, "No! Mmmmmmmmm, don't just bring it to me. Put it on. Ooooooooooooooh yeahhhhhhhhhh, put it on, and see how it feels. Go on, you've done this before, you know what to do. Don't pretend you don't. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssss, put it on, and lube it up. Get it nice and ready, so you can fuck Trish's big fat ass!"
"What?" Mickie gasped, along with the other members of the locker room.
"What? No!" Trish whined, complaining in between moans, "You, ohhhhhhhhhhhh, you can't do that. That's not fair. Please Mistress Candy, not to a total bottom like Mickie. You can't do that! You can't!"
"I can, and I will." Candice said dismissively, before adding with a wicked grin, "Unless of course, you tell me what I want to hear."
There was a brief pause, then Trish lowered her head, whimpered softly, "Fuck you."
"No, it's me and Mickie who are fucking you." Candice dismissed, moaning with delight as she added, "Mmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhh, we're fucking the mighty Trish Stratus in the ass. And just for that, oh mighty Trish, you can fuck your own ass! Ooooooooooooh yesssssssssss, fuck that big booty! Fuck it on Mickie's strap-on, by riding it, like a good little anal whore. Ohhhhhhhhhh fuck yeah, ride it bitch! Ride it good!"
Poor Trish was very, very tempted to just tell Mistress Candy what she wanted to hear, and get it over with. However, it would be hard to recover from actually saying those words in the middle of the locker room. Besides, she was terrified they would be true. At least she could wait until she was absolutely delirious, when she had more of an excuse. Arguably, that would be more effective at breaking her. But on the other hand, it was hard to imagine anything worse than this. Actually having to wait for Mickie James to lay down, position herself over the dildo firmly attached around her waist, and then pushed herself downwards, impaling herself on the newly acquired cock of a total bottom, and a girl who was without a doubt beneath her.
What was even worse, was that Trish's by now well-loosened ass hole not only easily swallowed the head of the dick, but gobbled up the rest of it just as eagerly. And it continued being that easy, as she began bouncing herself up and down that dick. And oh God, she cried out, whimpered and even moaned in pure pleasure while doing it. But she just couldn't help herself. Trish was ready for this, given all the ass stretching she'd had before this. Also, if she was being honest, the fact that she was anally riding a bottom was the kind of humiliation which only enhanced the pleasure she was feeling. So much so, poor Trish couldn't see where this was going, even though was obvious. Not until Mistress Candy made it crystal clear for her.
"Trish, stop bouncing. Mickie, spread those meaty cheeks." Candice suddenly ordered, "Oooooooooooh yesssssssss, spread 'em nice and wide, so I can get into that big fat ass. Mmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhhh, into it, at the same time you are, Mickie. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh fuck yeah, Trish Stratus is about to take two cocks up her ass, like the total whore she is!"
"No!" Trish whimpered pathetically.
"Then tell me what I want to hear." Candice again pushed.
"Do it, Trish." Mickie pleaded after a brief pause, quickly pointing out, "We all know you want too. Mmmmmmmm yesssssssssss, you want to be Mistress Candy's anal bitch. Just like me. That way we can finally be happy together. Just you, me and her. All together, in bowel bliss. No more pretending to be a top, ooooooooooh, just being the bottom you always wanted to be."
"The bottom you are." Candice gleefully continued encouragement, "Ohhhhhhhhhhh fuck yeah, we all want to see it, Trish. We want to see you in your place. Being my bitch, just like Mickie. Ooooooooooooh yesssssssssss, just say the words, and we won't double team your ass. At least not until your begging for it. And trust me, you will."
There was a brief pause, then Trish whimpered, "Just do it."
"As you wish." Candice chuckled, before pushing, "Mickie?"
"Yes, Mistress Candy." Mickie quickly replied and obeyed, and then for good measure apologized for her hesitance, "Sorry, Mistress Candy."
Candice barely heard Mickie's verbal response, as she was too busy drooling over the sight of those big meaty cheeks being spread to give the perfect view of Trish Stratus's butt hole being stretched for Mickie James's strap-on dick. Which was a drool-worthy sight and sound, but in this context she was being invited into a slice of heaven. Or more accurately, a big slice of heaven. Something she stared at for a few long seconds, before finally pressing the tip of her cock against that already cock stretched ass hole, and began to push her way inside. Something which should have been impossible, and yet to her delight, it didn't even take that much to stretch that whore hole even wider than before. As in, ridiculously wide.
It was concrete proof, like there needed to be any at that point, then Trish Stratus was a natural, and an absolutely shameless, anal whore, meant to do absolutely nothing in this world, except take it up her big fat ass. Something that Candice would soon be hammering home with words, but she was now more or less speechless from the beautiful sight in front of her. Especially when that ridiculously slutty little back door stretched wide enough to allow the head of that dildo to slide through it, and into the back passage of Trish Stratus. Oh God, it was easily one of the greatest moments of Candice's life, and another thing she just stared at for a few long seconds, continuing the obscene butt stretching.
Which of course, continued making this one of the greatest moments of Candice's life. Something which was very much true throughout giving Trish Stratus the double ass fucking she so richly deserved. The one that big fat ass so richly deserved. And would be getting on a daily basis from now on. Oh yes, it would be simple enough to simply fuck that perfect ass with a single cock. Don't get her wrong, that would happen practically on an hourly basis, but Candice would also make sure that giant booty got at least one double anal pounding a day. Which was such a wonderfully distracting thought, she almost didn't notice when her thighs came to rest against those meaty cheeks, announcing that her cock was completely buried inside of Trish Stratus's bowels.
But Candice did notice, which finally allowed her to find her voice, "Every inch! Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssss, that's every inch of my big dick in your ass, Trish! And it went in soooooooooo easily! It's almost like you've done this before. Well, have you, Trish? Huh? Has the mighty Trish Stratus taken a double ass fucking before? Ooooooooooooh I bet she has! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I bet Trish Stratus gets her whore ass double fucked all the fucking time! Oh yes, take it, you whore! Take it like the anal slut you are! Mmmmmmmmmm fuck yeah, the anal slut who loves two big cocks up her fat ass! Ooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Goooooooooooooooooooddddddddddddddddddd yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssss, FUCKING TAKE IT!"
Unsurprisingly there was no response from Trish, other than a few soft whimpers and cries as she tried to get used to having her big fat ass so obscenely stretched. And Candice didn't make it easy on her, by starting to thrust her hips back and forth, and thus officially beginning the double ass fucking. Also, Candice bombarded her new anal bitch with some more words, and so did the women surrounding them, even though she wasn't really aware of any of the words. Because again, she was just so lost in the beautiful sight of her big dick violating Trish Stratus's butt hole, which continued to be on perfect display thanks to her wonderful Mickie spreading those cheeks, enhancing the humiliation for the champion.
Trish welcomed that humiliation, and more importantly, the pain of getting her ass so obscenely stretched. Naturally, such a thing would normally be unthinkable, but it stopped her from enjoying the ass fucking, which was actually a relief. However, unfortunately, she knew it would be short-lived. Because Mistress Candy was right, she had done this before. Way back during the WCW/ECW invasion, Torrie and Stacy had spent months brutally sodomizing Trish and Lita, including a hellacious double butt fucking, which had broken Trish completely. At least momentarily. And it would've been much longer, if Lita hadn't been able to turn the tables. After that Torrie had gone to SmackDown, and Stacy had become their anal bitch.
Now there was no one to bail Trish out, and she was terrified that this would be it for her. That she was about to finally be broken, once and for all. Even if the initial pain was very promising. Of course, that slowly faded away once the butt fucking was officially underway, leaving her with increasingly overwhelming pleasure. Although on the other hand, Mistress Candy and the other seemed too distracted to notice. More importantly, it felt like Mistress Candy would lose control at any moment, and make Trish cum by accident. Or at least, that was what she was desperately hoping for. Maybe even, that she did make herself cum. Which would be incredibly humiliating, but if it could save her from breaking completely, it would be worth it.
So slowly but surely, the women's champion, and more importantly, the Alpha female of the WWE, began slowly bouncing her booty back at Mistress Candy. Something that she was hoping would go completely unnoticed, but unfortunately, that wasn't the case. No, Mistress Candy laughed hysterically at this latest development, and pointed it out to the rest of the locker room, who intern, all laughed with delight. Which was so humiliating, Trish thought she might actually cum from it. Alas, it wasn't to be, but it was so frustrating Trish made the mistake of increasing her pace. Which in turn, unsurprisingly led to her big bottom being roughly spanked, after her top pushed Mickie's hands away.
"Bad girl! Mmmmmmmmm bad!" Candice scolded, although it was somewhat undermined by the wicked chuckle, she let out, "No, don't make yourself cum. At least, not without permission. And you want that, don't you Trish? To cum like a little bitch with a dick in your ass? Huh? Well, you know what you have to do to get it. So do it! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh fuck yeah, tell me what I want to hear, bitch?"
Desperately telling herself that was what she was doing, and she didn't really mean it, Trish pleaded, "Make me cum! Oh please, Mistress Candy, make me cum! Pound my big fat ass! Ooooooooooooooh yessssssssssss, pound it good! Wreck it, and make me cum like the anal whore I am! Oh Mistress Candy, make me your anal whore! Your ass slut! Your butt sex loving bitch! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmm, fuck me fuck me FUCK ME, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK! I'LL BE YOUR BITCH, MISTRESS CANDY! I'LL BE YOUR ANAL LOVING BITCH, IF YOU JUST MAKE ME CUM! OH YES, OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS, MMMMMMMMMMMMMM, FUCK ME, AH FUCK! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!"
Poor Trish was left begging increasingly hysterically for what felt like an eternity, before she finally got what she so desperately wanted. Namely, the other woman fucking her in the ass with increasing speed and force, until the so-called Alpha female literally squirted her cum all over Mickie James's stomach. Something which happened over, and over, and over again, as Mistress Candy effortlessly made her cum. Although, unlike with Torrie and Stacy, at least Mickie wasn't thrusting upwards. Or did Trish wish that was the case? Ultimately it didn't really matter, because it felt like Mistress Candy was doing more than enough to break her. And even if she didn't, she would never truly be the same after this.
Candice was confident that after this, no one could see Trish Stratus as being an Alpha female, especially not Trish. Hell, they wouldn't even be able to claim that she was some kind of top, or even a switch. Oh yes, anyone with an ass this big and fat deserve to be nothing but a pure bottom, and Candice was confident as she could be that she had put this natural butt slut in her proper place. However, that just wasn't good enough for her. Not anymore. No, she needed Trish Stratus to be her anal bitch. And more importantly, she needed both Trish Stratus and Mickie James to be her anal bitches, who would bend over and give her their big fat asses at a moment's notice. Or getting into any other position she wanted them in.
As painful as it was to remove her eyes from Trish's big fat ass in that moment, it was worth it to check that Mickie still knew her place too. It wouldn't be a huge deal if she didn't, because Candice could just butt fuck her into submission again. However, after everything they had been through, she was hoping to see submission in those eyes. And oh, did she ever. In fact, she caught Mickie switching her gaze to stare at Trish with wonder, to doing the same with her Mistress Candy. Only it wasn't quite the same, as she looked at Mistress Candy with the kind of praise she used to look at Trish, while looking at her former mentor with both jealousy at what she was receiving, and happiness she accepted her place. Yes, maybe Candice was just seeing what she wanted, but she didn't think so.
To be sure, Candice gave it her all, which included smacking those meaty cheeks, yanking back on Trish's hair, and bombarding her with verbal abuse, "CUM FOR ME, YOU LITTLE BITCH! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS, CUM FOR ME! CUM LIKE A BITCH WITH A DICK IN YOUR ASS! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, YOU'RE MY BITCH NOW, TRISH! YOU, MICKIE, AND EVERYONE HERE BELONGS TO ME! I'M THE ALPHA FEMALE HERE! NOT YOU! OHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK YEAH, I OWN YOU, MMMMMMMMMMMM, AND I OWN THIS BIG FAT ASS! IT'S MINE! YOU'RE MINE! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSS, YOU'RE MY BITCH, YOU'RE MY BITCH, YOU'RE MY FUCKING ANAL BITCH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK, OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!"
Honestly Candice wasn't sure what she said, as it didn't really matter. All that mattered was that it had a positive effect on all three of them. Namely, making them all cum. Especially Trish of course, given that it was her ass hole that was getting brutalized. However, Mickie's clit was being rubbed through the harness throughout this process, meaning that her Mistress was going to make her cum in a unique way. Using Trish Stratus is a human dildo to do it. And that, her own clit being rubbed, combined with the jiggling cheeks against her thighs, the female wrestler's screams of ecstasy, and the sheer joy of brutally double butt fucking the women's champion and Alpha female of the WWE, was more than enough to make Candice cum too.
Of course, to her credit, she was able to push herself through that incredible ecstasy, to make all three of them cum multiple times. Although what maybe even more impressive, was that she collapsed in the process. Candice got extremely close, and it had never been more tempting. Especially, as she could probably get away with it, at this point. However, she just couldn't take the risk. Not when she was so close to getting everything she ever wanted. And so, so much more. So she pushed herself to the point that she thought she was about to collapse, then buried every inch of that big dick inside of Trish's rectum with one last hard thrust. Or more accurately, both dicks, given there wasn't much room to move in there.
Candice then rested for a few long seconds, before ordering, "Trish, spread your big fat ass cheeks, so that everyone can see just how wide the mighty Trish Stratus's ass hole is gaping! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmmmmm, show everyone here, including me and your little friend Mickie, your ruin shit hole!"
"Yes, Mistress Candy." Trish whimpered pathetically, and did as she was told.
Mickie was amazed by just how pathetic Trish was at this moment. However, not quite as amazed when she got to look at the handiwork of Mistress Candy. Sure, she had only really been a human dildo which Mistress Candy had used to destroy that big fat ass, but in a really twisted way, Mickie was feeling very proud of herself at the moment. Especially as it was a few long seconds between their Dom essentially pulling out both cocks, given moving one caused the other to move too, and when the submissive brunette crawled out from underneath the broken blonde, and when the dominant brunette, and everyone else, was admiring their handiwork.
She got there just in time to watch the once mighty Trish Stratus reach back, and slowly pull apart her ass cheeks. Even right before that, Mickie could see deep into the other bottom's rectum, via that seemingly completely ruined ass hole. But spreading those cheeks definitely did a wonderful job at emphasizing the gape, and more importantly the fact that Trish Stratus had been well fucked. Maybe even that she had been butt fucked into submission. Which really seemed to be the case, given what happen next. And Mickie hoped that there was the case, as she wanted her idol to join her and submissive bliss, and getting both their asses gaped that wide on a daily basis.
"Moment of truth time, Trish..." Candice then pushed, "Are you my anal bitch?"
"Yes, Mistress Candy." Trish whimpered without hesitation, then after a brief pause continued, "I swear, I'm nothing but your anal bitch. I'll give you the title, both of them, and anything else you want. Just please, please own my ass! Own me! Mmmmmmmmmm fuck, I want to be the property of Mistress Candice Michelle. Hers, to do with as she pleases."
"Prove it." Candice said, with a wicked smile, "Oooooooooooooh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh, get over here, and suck my cock. Just like the rest. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssssss, taste your ass, Trish! I want the mighty Trish Stratus to get every drop of her ass cream, and prove once and for all she is nothing but an anal and ATM loving bitch!"
"Yes, Mistress Candy." Trish whimpered, and quickly obeyed.
"As for you Mickie, take off your own cock, and suck it." Candice quickly added, "Mmmmmmmmmmm yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, taste Trish Stratus's booty on your own dick."
"Yes, Mistress Candy." Mickie quickly replied and obeyed.
Which of course, Mickie was very grateful for. Oh yes, she had been dreaming for a while about tasting the deepest part of Trish Stratus's bowels on a cock, and while she hadn't imagined it being her own strap-on, it did bring an extra level of twisted thrill to it. Although either way, she would've probably let out a long, loud moan as that predictably heavenly flavour hit her taste-buds. And unsurprisingly, Trish had the exact same reaction, when she wrapped her lips around Mistress Candy's cock. Perhaps even more so, given that so far Trish was the only one to be denied this flavour. The one which was even better than Mickie had imagined, and could never get enough of. And, hopefully never would.
That was the most likely outcome, given how enthusiastically she and Trish sucked those dildos clean, while Mistress Candy chuckled wickedly, and provided them with verbal encouragement. Not that Mickie was really aware of what was being said. No, she was too busy cleaning every drop of butt cream from that dick. And of course, imagining all the fun they would have in the future, as the property of Candice Michelle. Oh yes, there was no doubt in her mind that Trish Stratus and Mickie James were the anal bitches of Candice Michelle, who would bend over and give their big fat asses to their Mistress Candy at a moment’s notice from now on. And, if this night was any indication, be very much rewarded for it.
The End.
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Candice Loves Mickie's Fat Ass