I think I have an obsession with one chapter fics, LOL.
This idée came to me one night on smackdown when Vince was yapping on and on and Sable just stood there like an idiot. Hope you like it.
Sable stood in her dressing room, eyeing herself in the mirror. She ran her hands over her cat suite, making sure everything was in place. Not that it would matter if something popped out.
She fixed her hair and pouted her lips. "I am back where I belong," she murmured while applying her lip-gloss. She gave a cat growl in the mirror, putting on her most seductive face. Suddenly a look of confusion came over her face.
"So, this is what I am, I am the slut of the WWE," Sable whispered to herself in the mirror. She played with her lips again, put couldn't help but gaze at herself again. She let out a deep sigh and shook her head.
"So, that's it. I'm a slut. Nothing more than a doorknob for wrestlers. Nothing more than a quick shot before a match," she whispered again. Tears started forming in her eyes, smudging her mascara. Sable quickly wiped them away, and readjusted her make up.
But the tears kept coming. "I am nothing more than a quick lay. I cant even wrestle. Other than a stupid Sable-bomb, what else can I do?" she started to yell, more tears coming out of her eyes.
"Nothing more than a whore you uses her fake plastic body to get ahead. Stephanie was right, all I can do is lay flat on my back. I probably slept with more people in this company than all the other girls combined," Sable started to sob. She shook her head, trying to stop herself from crying.
But it wasn't working. More and more tears came running out, smudging the heavy make-up she had on. "God, I have changed so much since I started out. But ever since I really got to 'wrestle' I have really changed. Even Marc left me because of what I have become. He called me a slut." At her last remark Sable couldn't help but scream in agony. Her husband had left when he found out what she did in order to come back to the WWE.
"But can you blame him? I did sleep with Vince, and Shane, and Triple H, I even slept with Bischoff and Heyman to get back here. I am a slut," Sable sobbed on the floor. Sable caught her breath and laid on the floor like a baby, thinking of everything she has done. She remembered the countless abortions she had to had done after all that fucking. Yet, she couldn't give her own husband a child. Something that he wanted to bad.
"But worst of all, I slept with my boss. Just to get the position of GM!! And even then I didn't get it!! Then what was all this for then? I have broken up a family. Stephanie hates her father and Linda is disgusted," Sable whimpered.
She got up and looked in the mirror. She quickly fixed her hair and make- up. "I am just a useless sex toy for my boss," she spoke. Then an evil sadistic smile crossed her face.
"And I wouldn't want it any other way," she grinned to herself in the mirror.
Something I have been waiting to write for so long, and I finally succeeded Hope you like it.
I don't like the bitch, so don't expect me to right something good about her.
Swwet~Steffie.
This idée came to me one night on smackdown when Vince was yapping on and on and Sable just stood there like an idiot. Hope you like it.
Sable stood in her dressing room, eyeing herself in the mirror. She ran her hands over her cat suite, making sure everything was in place. Not that it would matter if something popped out.
She fixed her hair and pouted her lips. "I am back where I belong," she murmured while applying her lip-gloss. She gave a cat growl in the mirror, putting on her most seductive face. Suddenly a look of confusion came over her face.
"So, this is what I am, I am the slut of the WWE," Sable whispered to herself in the mirror. She played with her lips again, put couldn't help but gaze at herself again. She let out a deep sigh and shook her head.
"So, that's it. I'm a slut. Nothing more than a doorknob for wrestlers. Nothing more than a quick shot before a match," she whispered again. Tears started forming in her eyes, smudging her mascara. Sable quickly wiped them away, and readjusted her make up.
But the tears kept coming. "I am nothing more than a quick lay. I cant even wrestle. Other than a stupid Sable-bomb, what else can I do?" she started to yell, more tears coming out of her eyes.
"Nothing more than a whore you uses her fake plastic body to get ahead. Stephanie was right, all I can do is lay flat on my back. I probably slept with more people in this company than all the other girls combined," Sable started to sob. She shook her head, trying to stop herself from crying.
But it wasn't working. More and more tears came running out, smudging the heavy make-up she had on. "God, I have changed so much since I started out. But ever since I really got to 'wrestle' I have really changed. Even Marc left me because of what I have become. He called me a slut." At her last remark Sable couldn't help but scream in agony. Her husband had left when he found out what she did in order to come back to the WWE.
"But can you blame him? I did sleep with Vince, and Shane, and Triple H, I even slept with Bischoff and Heyman to get back here. I am a slut," Sable sobbed on the floor. Sable caught her breath and laid on the floor like a baby, thinking of everything she has done. She remembered the countless abortions she had to had done after all that fucking. Yet, she couldn't give her own husband a child. Something that he wanted to bad.
"But worst of all, I slept with my boss. Just to get the position of GM!! And even then I didn't get it!! Then what was all this for then? I have broken up a family. Stephanie hates her father and Linda is disgusted," Sable whimpered.
She got up and looked in the mirror. She quickly fixed her hair and make- up. "I am just a useless sex toy for my boss," she spoke. Then an evil sadistic smile crossed her face.
"And I wouldn't want it any other way," she grinned to herself in the mirror.
Something I have been waiting to write for so long, and I finally succeeded Hope you like it.
I don't like the bitch, so don't expect me to right something good about her.
Swwet~Steffie.