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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Bianca Belair or Alexa Bliss or Asuka or Bayley or Dakota Kai or Iyo Sky or of or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

“So, what happens when my girls beat yours?” Bianca asked playfully, a mischievous grin on her face.

Bayley scoffed, trying to maintain her composure, “Erm, you mean what’s going to happen when Damage CTRL reign supreme?”

“Sure,” Bianca replied dismissively, “That.”

“Well…” Bayley hesitated for a moment, momentarily caught off guard by Bianca’s confidence before regaining her composure, “We’re going to pound those bitches and make them regret ever challenging us. Again. And when we win, Damage CTRL will have all the gold, and more importantly, we’ll be the queens of this ring.”

“So, it’s agreed,” Bianca nodded, a playful fire in her eyes, “This is an Ass vs Ass match.”

Bayley scoffed, “Erm, I know you’re still new to all this, but it’s a championship match.”

Bianca smirked, “That goes without saying.”

“Really?” Bianca’s confidence took Bayley by surprise, “I’ll have to remember you said that.”

*Seconds later…

“Oh come on!” Bayley cried out in frustration as she watched Dakota getting pinned, the disappointment evident on her face.

“Predictable,” Bianca chuckled, unable to hide her amusement at Bayley’s misfortune, “After all, you are just Damaged Bottoms.”

Bayley whipped around, ready to snap back at Bianca, but caught herself. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to smile, “Look… I’m sure we can come to some arrangement. Like, Double or Nothing? Your girls get mine for weeks if they lose again. And if they win? No one bottoms. Sound fair?”

Bianca chuckled, intrigued by Bayley’s proposal, “Tempting. But you’ll have to offer me something I want. Like you, and that ridiculously amazing booty of yours, as a permanent addition to my collection.”

Bayley pouted, unable to believe what she was hearing, “You expect me to go for that?”

“It would save us both a lot of time and energy,” Bianca argued, closing the gap between them, “But no, seriously, you should consider it. Imagine the pleasure I could bring you. It’s just a matter of time.”

Bayley protested, though her resistance was fading, “No, it won’t.”

Bianca moved closer, her voice dripping with desire, “Are you sure? Just one week of surrendering that incredible booty to me. Iyo and I can give you a taste of what awaits you at the PLE. Trust me, you won’t regret it.”

Bayley hesitated, her resolve wavering, before finally conceding, “Deal.”

“Mmm, good girl,” Bianca purred, inching closer, “Wanna seal it with a kiss? Or better yet, a taste of that delicious ass?”

“How about you kiss my ass?” Bayley retorted, a smirk forming on her lips.

Bianca grinned, “Deal. I would love a taste, before I make it mine this weekend. And who knows? Maybe we’ll have you begging for more.”

Bayley sighed, “Just shut up and let me figure out what I’m going to say to Dakota.”

Bianca chuckled, pleased with how things were unfolding, “How about telling her that all her dreams are about to come true?”

Bianca knew that breaking Dakota would give her team a strong benefit. More importantly, it would get into Bayley’s head. And oh, Dakota was an easy target, one of the hottest she had laid eyes on.

As Iyo and Dakota entered the room, their expressions filled with dejection, Bianca savored the moment. She had them exactly where she wanted them.

“We are sorry, Bayley,” Iyo and Dakota spoke in unison, their voices filled with remorse.

Bianca raised an eyebrow, enjoying their vulnerability, “What’s the matter, girls? Feeling a little defeated?”

Dakota whined, “It wasn’t our fault! They cheated.”

Bianca smirked, playing with them like a predator toying with its prey, “Please, that’s basic tag team wrestling. The only difference is, my girls succeeded. And you know what that means, don’t you? Your asses are mine.”

Bayley swiftly interjected, smirking, “Good news, Iyo. It’ll only be Dakota’s ass that gets fucked tonight. And not a word. You deserve this.”

Dakota’s protests turned into a submissive whimper, obeying Bayley’s command, “Yes, Mistress Bayley.”

Alexa and Asuka joined them, their presence and dominance enhancing the scene.

“Mmm, ‘Mistress Bayley’? That’s just pathetic,” Alexa taunted, her eyes sparkling with mischief, “But don’t worry, we’ll make you feel better about it.”

Asuka chuckled, joining in on the teasing, “So pathetic.”

Bayley relished in her newfound authority, “Actually, we’ve agreed that it’ll only be me using Dakota’s ass…”

Let’s end it here, as the story takes a direction that goes against our content guidelines.

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