It was late Fall in the year 2005, another sold out show for Monday Night RAW was well underway as the fans cheered for the upcoming Main Event of the evening. They had just watched a feisty Women's Singles Match, which had left them all with nothing but 100% Stratusfaction. Trish Stratus, the current reigning World Wrestling Entertainment Women's Champion had never felt more good and satisfied as the amount powerful that was coursing through her body felt like no other. She had just pinned and scored a victory over fellow RAW Diva Torrie Wilson, who just recently got drafted from Smackdown. For the second week in a row she had put that no good talented slut in her place, and had fully solidified her control over the RAW Women's locker room.

Besides their past as fitness models who have crossed paths on many occasions, whether that be at conventions or in photoshoots, the buxom petite blonde from Ontario Canada couldn't stand her. From the moment the "All American Girl" stepped foot in the then WWF, Stratus couldn't stand her for trying to crash on her parade and steal her spotlight. All the way up to the present day, she didn't care if it was Britney freaking Spears, nobody was going to steal her spotlight ever again. She knew Wilson was a big deal on the blue brand, some even called her by the title of "Queen of Smackdown" much to the Canadian's dismay. Where was her respect? Her name title? After all the hard work and years put in to realize all of the succes she had accomplished, where was her respect? Which was exactly why she knew the first thing that the Boise native needed, a serious reality check.

You see, on Smackdown the Playboy cover girl had no serious competition for a title regarding that of "Queen of Smackdown", after all the new girls like Melina had nothing on the Barbie-like girl from Idaho. Whereas on a A show RAW, Trish had to scratch through the rugged trenches of the business, crawl and work her way to the top of the RAW Women's Division. She had always wanted to be what some would refer to as an Alpha female of sorts in the WWE, yet the Canadian beauty had always found ways of losing her title to some untalented slut who thought she was better than her. Example of this is back at the final King of the Ring in 2002, where Molly Holly grabbed her by the purple tights in a roll up and cheated with no remorse to steal her coveted title away.

Her track recorded wasn't the greatest when it came to that as Trish had bottomed for almost all the divas in WWE, from the non talented in ring work of Stacy Keibler to her most fierce rival Lita, just about everyone in the locker room has had their chance with Trish's fat derrière. Sometimes it wasn't even in the ring, rather after the match the girls would playfully spank her much desired booty while either taking a shower or while she was bent over going through her belongings.

However, all of that was in the past now. These last couple months she's been able to turn that all around as the once defenseless cover girl for MuscleMag had dominated all her tormentors and had earned back her respect as the current reigning Women's Champion. On top of that she is making history as this was her sixth title reign, no one in the history of the sport has been able to accomplish that.

Everyone who underestimated and showed disrespect to the busty blonde has been on their knees in front of her as a form or respect. However there was still one suspect left to conquer, all but one; Victoria. The one woman that had both humiliated and made the blonde bombshell experience things that she never thought she'd feel in a million years. The woman who had made her wear silk and leather for the sexual greivency and pleasure of the Los Angeles native. It got to the point where the Women's Champion began questioning her own sexuality as she had never felt that much pure bliss and pleasure from a man. The way Lisa's strong but gentle hands caressed her face and body, it was like she knew the Canadian from the inside out. Even the likes of her long time boyfriend Ron Fisico could never replicate that feeling, no matter how many times they've had sex since.

Stratus wasn't going to kid herself; she knew the promise she made to Ron as children, about being together no matter what, getting married and starting their own family. But as much as she wanted that to become a reality, it was killing her from the inside how quickly their relationship as of recent was falling apart, at least in Trish's eyes. As much as it hurt for her to admit, the reality was that it was only a matter of time before she could throw the white towel because the connection between them just wasn't there anymore. Their relationship had just felt so empty as of recent, heck, Ashley Massaro had openly taunted Trish about her personal dilemma a few days ago as a joke to which the blonde beauty laughed it off. However, deep down she felt that both her love and sex life were hitting rock bottom.

At this rate it truly was the lowest point in her personal life, the only thing that was getting her through it all was the success she'd had in the WWE and being the current reigning Women's Champion. But because a strong challenger like Victoria was sidelined for a few weeks due to a knee injury, Trish had used the opportunity and fought hard to gain back her spot in the division and the coveted championship.

Patricia was currently under one of the shower heads of the Divas locker-room, scrubbing off all the sweat and grim she had accrued after a hard fought victory over the Playboy cover girl, Torrie Wilson. To which after the match she doubled down on the dominant win by quietly following her defeated opponent back to the locker room, where she then pushed the Boise native up against one of the lockers and telling her how she's the alpha woman of the locker room. Then Stratus proceeded to feel up the former Miss Galaxy's gorgeous hips for a few seconds as the larger woman moaned out in complete and utter lust. Trish eventually moved her hands down south and back before cupping the all Americans fat ass checks which were clad by only Torrie's cute pink wrestling shorts. Listening closely to the effect she was having on Wilson, Trish decided she's had her fun before letting her own body pressure off the larger woman. She gave the Playboy girl a smack on her voluptuous ass, causing her flesh to jiggle, and sent a playful blow kiss as Torrie ran out of the room in complete panic of what she had just experienced.

Smirking, the Diva of the Decade heard the Boise native almost trip as screeches of skids could be heard down the hallway. She then turned her attention to getting undressed, first by crossing her arms and grabbing the helm of her white tank top. Slowly she pulled the shirt upwards and slipped off the white top over her head, laying it down on the nearby bench where her gym bag was left.

Trish then sat down and reached behind her back before expertly unclasping her white lace bra, allowing her world famous puppies to be set free. Setting the lace fabric down on the bench she reached downwards and unzipped her ring boots, sliding each of the footwear off her feet one at a time before doing the same with her white socks, placing them on the floor next to them.

The Toronto beauty then got up and looked down as she unbuckled her white belt which had a silver TRISH logo as the buckle, the T, I, and H letters were all encrusted with expensive diamonds. Stratus then unbuttoned and unzipped her black bootcut jeans before grabbing the waistband and slowly slid the denim down her toned tanned legs, the weight of the belt buckle helping with this predicament. Eventually the jeans fell by themselves due to the bootcut ends and Trish stepped out of them before reaching down and setting them neatly folded on the bench.

Finally the three time Babe of the Year grabbed the waistband of her white thong and tugged the panties down her gorgeous legs, stepping out of the underwear and laying it on her jeans. Now fully naked, the all Canadian girl made her way towards the showers as she playfully fondled her melon like breasts.

She slowly reached down and proceeded to turn on one of the faucets as she stayed back to shower under the warm lucrative water. She liked to stay alone after a good match but more importantly, after a teaching session with one of the girls as to why she's the one in charge of the division. So there the busty blonde stood in all her glory, as the small droplets of water hit her near perfect body she grabbed a nearby bar of soap and began to wash herself off.

Unknown to the blonde Canadian however was that an old rival was waiting for her behind the locker room door. Victoria had planned everything to the minute, from her masterful plan of making the spoiled princess humble, to reminding her who the dominant female in the WWE was. She'll never forget the intimate night they had a few years ago, the way the blonde's voluptuous body felt in her grasp…. Her pretty little face and her pretty little puppies… Lisa just knew she had to get her hands on the petite princess again, someway or another. Luckily her knee injury had healed and upon coming back she knew right away when Stratus would be alone, thus vulnerable and easy for the taking.

She knew all these stories that she heard from the last few weeks were just a desperate attempt on part of the champion to seem dominant and powerful, when in reality she was still the young little princess she showed the ways of lesbian sex. That and a spoiled princess who needed a good reminder as to why she was a bottom since she came into the then WWF, who craved of nothing but getting fucked by the whole locker room for her own personal gain. Yes, Victoria knew that no matter how much a person tries to change about themselves, whether that's metallurgy or physically, they're still the same person deep down. And she knew her pretty little bleach blonde dish was just that.

The one thing that Trish has not experienced yet, at least to Varon's knowledge, is the bleach blonde's puckered asshole getting stretched properly. From what she heard as much of a slut the former T&A manager prides herself to not be in recent times, she has not ever once taken it up the butt. Perhaps that's the reason why her former lover isn't herself right now, she needed to get properly stretched by someone who was a true dominant woman and Victoria fit that bill to a tea. Which is exactly why Lisa took it upon herself to be the one who stretches the pretty little princess' asshole with her fake 8-inch cock.

Victoria made sure to make the occasion that much more special by having the strap-on already strapped to her waist, only being hidden by her dark blue rhinestone jeans and rhinestone belt as she intended to make the whole thing seem like a surprise and a present of sorts for the spoiled brat of a Women's Champion. But more importantly she wanted to see the utter expression of shock on the princess's face when she unbuckled her denim jeans to let her 8-inch friend be set free, where she'll then take Trish's anal virginity and remind her who the real alpha of the Women's Division was. She was keen on doing this to her fat ass cheeks every single week after thus, to stuff the Canadian's thicc buns with her fake cock that was stuffed beneath her jeans.

As the black widow heard the sound of running water come to an end she couldn't help but run her powerful man-like hands through her red highlighted raven hair, pulling at her black locks and occasionally her neck and face. The anticipation was killing her but she knew that if she played her cards right, the whole wait would be worth it. Because she wasn't wearing anything but a brown bra on her torso her hands instinctively went to her own breasts where she groped them with her left hand. She groaned softly against the hard steel door as her already heated body was leaving a sweat stained shadow as the perspiration from her back was becoming too much for the cold door to level out.

Soon remembering her mission Lisa focused and forced herself to stop the self-teasing and intensified her mind on the objective at hand. Peaking through the small crack of the locker room door she saw her target, the bleach blonde princess was currently at her locker, going through her gym bag that was on the bench, in search of something that Victoria could care less about. All she wanted to do was corner the pretty little blonde and teach her once again why she was nothing but. Seeing Trish naked was a welcoming sight for the larger woman, although what made the sight that much more appealing was the way the blonde's fit bubble butt was shown in her direction. All bent over and showing off that delicious derrière as if she were offering her booty as a meal ticket to a five course meal.

Licking her glossy cherry red lips, Lisa slowly entered through the crack door of the locker room, turning around to lock the steel door as she didn't want any witnesses of any kind walking in and seeing what she was about to do to her pretty little princess. Making sure not to alarm the buxom beauty from Canada as she slowly tip-toed ever closer to the appeasing meal that was Stratus' fit ass. When she was about a foot away from the smaller woman, Varon couldn't help but bite her bottom lip as she admired her grand prize in front of her. The way Trish's ass was still in perfect shape, perhaps it wasn't as large or fat and jiggly as before from their last encounter, but it was still fit as ever, nonetheless. Placing one of her hands on the helm of her rhinestone belt buckle she recoiled her other arm as she was gonna make her presence finally be let known.

Trish couldn't believe that her flip phone was nowhere to be seen. She knew it was somewhere in her bag, it had to be! Before her match with that Playboy slut Wilson, Trish was sure she took it out of her jeans pocket and placed it in her duffel bag. She had to make a quick call to her boyfriend Ron, to check and see if he was going to be back home or on another business trip. The least Stratus could do was to end things with her highschool sweetheart and somewhat lover was to do it with a bang. At least then it wouldn't come off as suddenly or because she's a shitty person at heart because she wasn't. She's known Fisico for a long time and she knew how much of a sweetheart he was, the blonde haired woman knew he'd understand if they took small but easy steps.

Eventually she gave up in frustration and decided to look for it at another time. As she was still bent over now picking up a white towel, her hands trailed along the fuzzy soft texture of the fabric when she felt a hard smack on her right ass cheek, her flesh jiggling from the impact. Trish immediately turned around in an instant with blazing anger burning through her skin at who it could've been, but when she saw who that hand belonged to she became almost paralyzed from where she stood. It took a few moments for her brain to register who the person that had smacked her booty was but she couldn't lie to herself. Memories of their last encounter flooded her head as she looked directly into the evil-like grin that the larger woman was showing off.

Truth be told Trish had always wanted to go after Victoria once she was back, and teach her too that she wasn't that innocent young woman who seduced her all those years ago. Yet in a short twist of events it came much earlier than she had originally planned. She most certainly did not anticipate that day would be today, inside the divas locker room with herself butt naked. Realizing she was indeed nude Stratus immediately covered herself with the white towel on the bench and wrapped it furiously around her curvy waist and torso. Breathing at a rather rapid rate the 3 time Babe of the Year winner regained her composure and did her best in seeming intimidating. She shouted at the woman in front of her, in hopes she would leave the room.

"What do you want, Lisa!? Can't you see that I'm CHANGING?!" Stratus shouted, rather with a nervous undertone which Varon picked up quite easily. Smiling Victoria placed her thumbs on the front belt jean loops of her pants and collectively yet dominantly said her part.

"Mmmhhh I came to see my favorite pretty little princess and her deliciously pretty ass….. how are you feeling Trish? It must have been months since someone filled up those meaty cheeks of yours with a huge cock huh? And don't try and deny it because all the locker room knows about your relationship problems with that loser of a boyfriend you got mmmhh…." Lisa said rather confidently, letting her tongue lick her luscious lips at the last part. She knew she had the princess with that last part, which in all honesty was more of a reason why she needed to fuck her real good.

Trish's heart plummeted for a moment there, she gulped hard at that last statement. How did everyone know about her personal matters?! The only person she ever told about it up to now was Ashley…. "That double crossing trader!" Stratus thought angry, she was gonna have a few words with the Punk Rock girl, that's if she even survived this current encounter with the black widow herself. She somewhat knew what Victoria's game plan was, unlike before she was not going to play mind games with the blonde beauty like the first time. Rather she was going to gently seduce her while getting her off her game. Trish tried immensely hard to focus and brush off what Varon just told her. She reminded herself that she was the alpha in the room and not Victoria who was just standing there like she expected her to react like this.

"Cut the crap, why are you really here Lisa!? I just had a match not that long ago, and I'm sure as hell not giving you a title shot. You need to wait at the back of the line like all the girls here and work your way towards a title shot for my Women's Championship!" Trish yelled, silently hoping that her logical statement was enough to turn the larger woman around and away from her.

However that was not to be as Victoria laughed at her face and decided to close the gap distance between them, she viscously got up close and personal with the smaller diva and kissed the Toronto beauty, and she kissed her hard and passionately. Lisa began pushing her tongue past the pearl white teeth of the busty blonde who instinctively opened her mouth, the two were now underway of a hot and passionate French kiss. In a matter of few seconds, Trish had lost the tongue battle and allowed Victoria to take control, like it had been in their past love session.

Victoria was smirking throughout the tonsil hockey. She knew she had this bottom right where she wanted. Her hand instinctively went between the two of them and furiously tore off the towel Stratus was wearing as cover, now fully naked as Lisa dropped the bathroom item on the floor. She began to grind her jean-clad crotch into Trish's shaved pussy while placing her hands on the former fitness model's lovely behind and gently squeezed that fat ass of hers. Trish let out a small moan and that was something that was duly noted by her former girlfriend of once upon a time. Stratus couldn't help but also feel that something under Victoria's jeans besides her rhinestone belt buckle was grinding into her precious maple leaf. Varon eventually breaks the long timed tonsil hockey and speaks to her spoiled little princess directly. She was going to do this one way or the other by the end of the night.

"So pretty, do you want to get fucked how a princess of your stature deserves to get fucked? Get fucked by a real woman unlike that sorry excuse of a man you got back home?!" Lisa growled, she was gonna show this spoiled bleach blonde slut who the real alpha of the division really was.

At this point Trish was so horny that her mind and overall mental state was not working straight or properly for that matter. As much as it annoyed and embarrassed her, even she knew that she had lost the battle even before it started. She just stood there dumbfounded, blushing at all the memories of what Victoria did to her that sacred night when two women reconciled and became a single flame. Stratus knew that she wanted to be the alpha female in the room, not that her being naked helped the situation one bit. But when it comes to the black widow Victoria, despite all the plans, thoughts and the overall headstrong, mental acumen she had developed, all that Trish wanted at that very moment was to be bent over on all fours in front of her former lover. Slowly she speaks quietly, not wanting to give in but her body was saying otherwise.

"Yes.….." The former MuscleMag cover girl replied. Lisa, not seeming satisfied by the response she heard, backfired.

"Yes, what pretty? Go on and address me by my proper title. C'mon princess, don't be shy now, I promise I'll be gentle like last time mmmhhh…" Varon moaned, she knew Trish was on quick sand now as she took notice how the knees of the buxom blonde began bucking slightly.

"…Yes Queen Victoria… my ass is yours to fuck…." Trish said rather reluctantly but the lust that had overcome herself, overpowered any mental acumen of logic she had left.

Victoria giggled at the scene in front of her, this woman had somehow managed to destroy every single woman in the company in the past few weeks she was gone, humiliating them in the ring and backstage all for her gain…. Just like Trish used her to get into professional wrestling all those years ago, back in the days when they were both professional fitness models. Yet, all it took was one kiss from Lisa for the Toronto beauty to completely accept her real purpose. Gently Varon placed her hand on Trish's golden locks filled head and slowly pushed down the Canadian until she was on her knees in front of her mistress lover. She gently began to rub Stratus' face, stroking against her cheek and out spoke exactly what was on her mind.

"Mmhhhh Doesn't this feel good to you pretty? Why do you have to try to be a top again and again when in all your life, no matter what you were supposed to be a bottom. A spoiled big booty bleach blonde princess whose destiny is to go from cock to cock! Tell me pretty…why….. why is it that you have to act like a brat all the damn time! I thought our previous encounter had humbled your innocence but it seems like I'll have to work double this time!" Lisa yelled, she wasn't gonna hold back and she was going to do everything in her power to teach Trish her rightful place again.

Trish was humiliated to say the least, this was like her 5th time in her career that she had gone from being an alpha female to a bottom worthless bitch. Victoria did have a point however, the Toronto beauty had always found ways to submit to another woman. If it wasn't for a sex session at home with Ron who could barley last one round with her endurance, it was sometimes to women who were real endurance machines like Lisa or Amy. She looked up at her former lover and Lisa could clearly see shades of an old broken spoiled little princess back in this once proud woman. She knew the time was right and decided to make the most out of this opportunity.

"Mmmhhhh Trish, pretty….. you have been a bad girl for way too long and you know what happens to bad girl's right? Get over my knees right now." Varon asked sternly, like a teacher who just got a student in detention for misbehaving.

As Victoria was sitting on the nearby bench, Trish knew this was the last chance she had, she could choose to be a bottom bitch again or she could rebel against her biggest tormentor in that of Lisa Marie Varon. In the end however, lust beat logic and the Toronto native was soon crawling towards her dominant lover. Victoria hadn't even asked her to do this and she was laughing openly at the sight before her. It would seem that her suspicions were true, Trish Stratus craves humiliation too.

Trish then slowly crawled up onto Lisa's jean-clad lap and positioned herself so that her famous derrière was in position. As she situated herself she could feel that same hard object under Varon's jeans was now rubbing against her hard washboard abs. The three time Babe of the Year had been on Victoria's lap for over a minute and the black widow spent each second grabbing at those meaty cheeks and enjoying the feel of her favorite ass again and again. She then brought her hands down in one sharp blow on Trish's ass and there were screams that came out of this little spoiled princesses mouth. This scene continued for the next few minutes, at the end of which Trish had soft tears rolling down her eyes and a nice red shade on her butt cheeks.

*smack* "AHHHHHHHHH!" *smack* "MMMMMHHHHHHAAAHHH!" *smack* The sounds of spanking were like music to Victoria's ears. She had been out of action for weeks now, but it was clear to her that she missed the feeling of dominating a woman much more than she missed the ring. She was still caressing Trish's butt, adding a light slap here and there and making sure that this delusional blonde princess knows her place in life very well. After a few more minutes of giving the princess her much needed spanking, she knew what was needed next.

"Mmmhhh such a perfect ass you got pretty…. Now get on your knees and wait there… I've got a surprise for ya princess mmhh…" Lisa ordered Trish, who immediately obliged. There she kneeled and saw as Varon rose up from the bench and began to unbuckle her rhinestone belt, the sound of the stones making friction made Trish shiver as she began to connect the dots as to what Victoria was perhaps hiding beneath those denim jeans. When the large belt buckle came loose Lisa then slowly unbuttoned her pants before slowly bringing her zipper down which showed that she was not wearing a thong or panties. No, instead an 8-inch black strap-on sprange upwards from its confinement and from where Trish was watching, the fake cock almost hit her recently reconstructed nose job. The Toronto native couldn't believe what she was seeing in front of her.

Lisa completely loved the reaction she got from the Canadian, she knew what this cock of hers could mean to Trish. Which was why she planned to have this strap-on ready beneath her denim as a present for the spoiled princess who needed a good fucking. She knew the humiliation of which will only push the smaller woman more and more towards her true position in not just the moment, but for the rest of her life.

"You like my suprise princess? Mmmhhhhh I figured such a pretty little thing like you only deserves the absolute best when it comes to getting an ass fucking…." Lisa said in a lustful tone as she grabbed the girth of the strap-on with her right hand and began to rub it slowly as if it were a real cock.

Trish was shocked to say the least as to how quickly the tables have turned on her. In a matter of minutes she went from being the badass dominant female who could not only show ass; but also kick ass, to being a pathetic slut who was crawling on her hands and knees to please a superior woman, in that of Lisa Varon. While her brain and rational instincts were practically fighting an internal conflict of whether or not to stand up for herself, it was her lust filled thoughts and glistening maple leaf pussy that seemed to be controlling her body in an uncontrollable kind of way. She was horny as hell, and as humiliating as it might've seemed, all she wanted to do at the moment was get fucked real hard up the ass.

She wanted really badly to be dominated and be used. Stratus was suddenly having flashbacks to the times when Victoria had used her in the past and vice versa. To be fair the blonde bombshell had an objective at the time, and the only thing that stood in her way was Lisa…. But that's when memories of the night when Varon took away her innocence to true and genuine lesbian sex all came flooding back in her head. From as many positions as possible, Trish remembered when the larger woman made her strip of her clothing, how she was told to take her cowboy hat and trademark logo belt off, only to be teased and spanked by said objects of hers.

All of that to the point when Victoria then crawled on her and began to grind her pussy against hers… she'll be the first one to say that while it was humiliating from a moral standpoint, Trish just knew it felt and was hot as hell. She then brought herself closer by crawling across the tile floor, to the dildo of her mistress lover who just stood there with the fake cock hanging out of her jeans as she was watching that fat ass of the buxom blonde move from left to right from the view above. Right about when Trish was only mere centimeters away from the sex toy, Victoria then ordered the bleach blonde haired Canadian to spread her ass cheeks for her.

"Mmmhhh now you spoiled little brat, how about you be a good princess and do me a favor? Spread open those meaty cheeks for me? And while you're at it, pretty…. put your face down and show me my prize….. Yess just like that mmmhhh" Varon asked rather kindly yet firmly enough that the Canadian beauty didn't miss a beat when the instructions were given out. Under what one could only describe as some sort of trance or magic spell, Stratus obeyed and on the cold floor she spun around and did as told. The sight in front of Victoria can't be described in words; Trish Stratus was now face down, with her delicious derrière up in the air, spreading her ass cheeks. The Los Angeles native's eyes were filled with so much lust and anticipation that Victoria herself still couldn't believe that this was all real, yet here they were and this was most certainly about to happen and take place.

Slowly Lisa gets down on her knees as she nears toward her target, wanting the blonde princess to stew in her perverted lust and hear the whimpers escaping from her mouth. As she slowly gets behind the busty blonde who was on all fours, Victoria stares at what she could only describe to be one of the most beautiful things in the universe, the sacred puckered asshole of Trish Stratus, which was quivering. Almost like if it was just begging to be licked, to be fucked real good and to be stuffed up with her fake cock.

Victoria can't help herself as she continues to rub her strap-on, wanting to imitate what a real man would do in her situation. But even then there was still something that she wanted to do with the woman from North of the Border, and that's to taste Trish's asshole. So in a form of setting the mood and for the very first time ever, she leans forward and spits saliva right onto the puckered forbidden asshole which made Stratus' eyes jump in total shock. As soon as Trish felt the slimy substance hit her back door she couldn't find the right words to express how she felt. Things only seemingly got worse when the black widow then stuffed an index finger right into her asshole.

"Ohhhhh FUCK!" Screamed a helpless Trish Stratus as she felt her anal hole getting intruded by a finger which belonged to her arch rival and now mistress lover. Using all the willpower she had left Trish used her arms as support against the tial floor as she took the finger fucking like the Champ she was. Lisa on the other hand was grinning at the amazing work she was doing, slowly but surely she inserted her finger right into that tiny hole before ever so slightly pulling it out and repeating that process as her speed rapidly increased. Seeing the way the Toronto beauty's asshole sodomized her index finger was truly a sight to be seen, one which Lisa was more than happy to watch and enjoy as her handy work progressed on this spoiled brat of a princess she had.

After noticing how quickly her finger was now fucking the former T&A manager, Varon decided to add another digit into the mix, her middle finger to be exact. The sudden invasion of a second finger made Stratus yelp unlike never before as the sudden addition of what she could feel to be another finger drove her over the edge as her rosebud took the abuse. Victoria who was now in a heel sitting position began to pick up the pace of the finger fucking and had since put on a face of complete concentration as she was keen to make her former lover see the light and who the dominant female of the RAW locker room was.

Stratus who was trying to grab at whatever she could find on the floor as a way to ease the pleasure she was enduring, only to come up short as her hands weren't in reach of anything. All she could do was stay there in that humiliating position and hope that this session would be over sooner than later, if only the former MuscleMag cover girl knew what was coming next. Varon was now double working her right arm as she further increased the pace of the anal finger fucking, now biting her bottom lip as the intensity was making herself wet from simply feeling how warm and wet Trish's passage felt from the her invasive fucking, per say.

Wanting to make this whole experience that much more memorable Lisa then added a third finger which began to stretch that already drenched rosebud. The Toronto native was trying her hardest to not yell but the new experience of having her asshole invaded was all too much for her to handle. Never before had she felt anything like this, not even her highschool sweetheart Ron would ever dare to do something as kinky as this. Yet here she was, getting ass fucked by her mistress lover's fingers which felt like pure heaven gates at this point to her.

As the red highlighted raven haired woman's pace had intensified to the point where her arm started to get tired, she decided it was now or never as she then did the unthinkable. The black widow entered her last two digits into the back door of the Canadian which put Stratus over the edge as she let out a bewildering scream of absolute pain, pleasure and joy. Lisa Varon's hand was now digging itself into Trish's somewhat stretched out asshole as the Diva of the Decade's juices had completely drenched Victoria's hand. Not wanting to complete destroy her captive princess right away after a couple of thrusts from her arm Lisa pulled out completely much to the displeasure of Stratus who was just starting to enjoy the sensation of hitting hand fucked.

While Trish layed there in that same position trying to catch her breath Victoria could only admire her handy work as she stared at her dripping hand which was now covered in a mixture of her saliva spit and Trish's ass juices. Without even thinking about it she stuffed each of her fingers into her mouth and moaned as she tasted the ever so delicious taste of the Canadian's ass juices. She closed her eyes as she pictured herself drinking from what people could argue to be the finest wine from up in Canada. Varon sucked on each individual finger as her other hand was still rubbing the fake cock she was strapped with.

Opening her predatory-like eyes Victoria sucked on her digits one last time before she eyed her prey once again, who was panting in that same position that she loved to see and admire. Then she remembered the whole reason she even gave the princess a finger faking, and that was to eat her out.

As the thought popped into that devious mind of the black widow, she leaned forward and without any warning she buried her face between the great valley known as Trish's ass. Her nose being the first thing that comes into contact with the blonde woman's back door she takes a long wiff before smirking at the amazing smell of their juices together. Wanting to advance she then stuck her tongue out and the first time her tongue touches Trish's stretched asshole, the Toronto beauty moans loudly at the wet sensation on her forbidden hole.

"Fuck Ahhhhhh Yesss Lisa!" Her moaning doesn't stop her mistress lover from expertly eating her ass out, licking up and down Trish's booty hole, circling her tongue around it, pushing her tongue in. All of which tasted like a five course meal to the Los Angeles native, she ate that hole out like her life depended on it. Trish on the other hand was getting hornier by the second, and moans were escaping her lips as the undeniable sensation of ear ass getting ate was something she was beginning to grow to enjoy. She then begs Victoria to lick her hole well while she was at it.

"Mmmmhhhh Please…." Moaned a transfixed Trish. She was too intoxicated by the older woman eating her out to say anything else.

"What do you want pretty? Mmhhhh, you spoiled little princess you mmmhhh…" Lisa said between licking her lover's asshole. As much as she enjoyed her current situation, she wanted to hear what the bleach blonde bottom had to say.

"Mmhhh Please…. Oh God! Please fuck my ass….. Lisa!" Stratus managed to get out, not realizing she just made a huge mistake by calling her mistress lover by her real first name. Victoria hears what this brat called her and in a matter of seconds she stopped her anal licking. She reaches forward and grabs a handful of Trish's golden locks off hair and yanks them as she delivers a hard slap to her meaty ass. She then forcefully pushes the 6 time Women's Champion against the entrance of the shower tile wall, Trish's melons getting squished from forcefully getting planted up against the cold wall. Lisa then speaks loudly, as to scold the young blonde and to tell her what was to come next.

"First of all it's Mistress Victoria from now on! And I'm about to fuck your ass pretty, oh yeah you bet your ass I'm about to fuck it real good. I'm going to make you realize that you need a cock up your ass every day, make you realize that your sorry excuse of a boyfriend is nothing short but a disgrace to all women around the world! I'm going to make your fears a reality and break you and make you my bitch as I should've a long time ago princess!" She screamed, Varon was ill-intent in making Trish pay for all of her sins and for not learning her place in this company, after the soft love session they both shared years ago.

The beautiful Canadian was breathing rapidly as the sudden change in this fuck session caught her complete off guard and ended her up against the shower wall. Then without warning she felt something foreign enter her as Lisa thrusts the fake cock right into Trish's ass, making more shameful moans to escape the busty blonde's lips. Victoria, who still had one of her hands on Trish's bleach blonde hair, pulled at her roots as she thrusted inwards and slowly back out, repeating this process over and over again.

She pulled her cock half way out of Trish's ass and thrusted back deep into the former T&A manager's asshole, the sound of her jean-clad hip colliding with Trish's naked ass, her loose rhinestone belt buckle rattling against her jean-clad thigh and the moans were clear to tell both women that Trish was enjoying this more than ever. This was clearing the fact and elephant in the room which both of them knew, Trish Stratus was not only into humiliation, she was a butt slut, the biggest butt slut in the WWE's history for that matter. That may be stretching the truth but after tonight Victoria was hell bent on making that statement one hundred percent true. As Trish's hands and arms were incoherently squirming all over the tial wall, with each thrust Lisa pulled at her hair which made the whole experience for the busty Canadian that much more pleasurable.

"Mmmmhhh Moan for me pretty, Mmmhhh yeah moan for me like that man of yours never could! Moan for me like the little ass whore you are princess! Mmhhh….." Lisa groaned with a fire inside of her which was yet to come out, until now. She then began to pick up the pace, her lust for the Toronto beauty's fat firm booty slowly starting to take over her as she becomes completely focused on fucking Trish's meaty cheeks. Varon was determined to break her once and forever, she wanted to ruin this asshole and make sure that tomorrow morning Stratus could not walk for days to come. She wanted it where she could have this spoiled little princess bending over in the middle of the locker room for all the divas to see who the true alpha woman in this company was.

Lisa was already imagining new ways to humiliate Trish and the other pretty woman like Stratus who she hated in the company. But for that to become a reality she needed to make a good example today, much better than what she had done before to her. She was clearly focused on the task at hand as the sound of denim hitting skin and her belt buckle rattling were the only sounds echoing throughout the locker room and showers besides the audioable screams coming from the bleach blonde princess she was fucking. She was going to break Trish Stratus like never before. She knew to truly break the 6 time Women's Champion she needed to humiliate her even further, and thus she ordered the petite blonde to accept her inescapable fate.

"Mhhhhh fuck say you're an ass whore pretty! C'mon SAY IT!" Victoria screamed and gave the Canadian a smack on the ass, her flesh jiggling as Trish gave another Yelp of pleasure.

"Ahhhhh! I'm an Ass Whore, a filthy Ass Whore Mistress Victoria! Mmmmhhhh Ahhhh!" replied a broken Women's Champion which made Varon smile that much more as she increased the pace of her strap-on fucking the former fitness model's stretched out backdoor, letting her fake cock sodomise that once forbidden hole.

Trish was without question almost lost in complete lust, this however seemed to be a natural state for her, as when she was asked to say the humiliating fact, and she didn't even hesitate a second and was shouting at the top of her lungs what her mistress lover asked. Trish in reality was craving this feeling for months now, granted she could've gone home and resolved this issue with a quick sex session with Ron but that would then defeat the purpose of being the alpha female in the locker room. Besides it's not like he could do that much to aid her in that department since he always came up a little short, size wise.

But even then the desire to be alpha was long lost by now and was replaced by lust and the desire to submit and in a way that no woman had done before. Trish was not able to take the pace that Victoria was offering and thus was feeling a strong urge to cum. However she knew from experience from previous lovers that cumming without permission was just going to make things much more tough and difficult for herself. Which is why she decided to do what any bottom slut in her place would do, she decided to beg out of desperation like a cheap stripper who was getting fucked by a pimp.

"Ohhhh God ahhhhh Fuck…. I'm about to cum, can I please cum Mistress Victoria?!" Shouted a desperate Stratus who screamed towards the ceiling as she was being pushed up against the shower wall, and getting taken from behind didn't let her otherwise. Lisa heard her loud and clear, but she wasn't going to let it be that simple for the poor princess.

"Mmmhhhn What a filthy slut you are pretty…Does the alpha female need to cum from my big….. hard… cock…. stretching out her succulent ass?" She grunted as each thrust took more energy out of her. Her other hand was currently giving the pretty blonde from Toronto a few spankings which only caused Stratus to moan out in pleasure even more.

"Ahhhhh Yes!…. Ahhh God fuckkkk meeeee….. I need to cum with your big cock in my ass, AHHHHHH YESSSS MISTRESS VICTORIA SMACK MY FAT ASSS MMMMHHHHH!." Screamed a worn out, broken down Trish Stratus. Lisa smiled at hearing the desperate response and tapped her boot on the floor as she gave the Canadian another smack on her brutalized booty.

"MMMHHHHH Then cum pretty, scream how much you love getting your ass fucked like the little bottom spoiled princess you are! Scream for my cock pretty!" Yelled, a confident, Lisa Marie Varon. Victoria couldn't help but smile at how desperate her princess was to cum, she was already pushing her hungry ass back into her strap-on and was now screaming like a slut in heat.

She resumes her fast, and powerful thrusts into Trish's ass, eventually finding the rhythm to match the Canadian's thrusts to which caused them immense pleasure. Feeling the base of her strap-on rubbing against her clit for the past few minutes or so was getting her beyond wet, her jeans were getting soaked with her own juices as she continued to give it her all to this spoiled brat of a Women's Champion.

That's something else she's got on her to do list, as soon as she's done fucking her precious princess she's gonna demand a title match with her so that she can reclaim what's rightfully hers, the Women's title. It's bad enough she jobbed to this talentless slut for the past year, it was her time to shine and show everyone why she's their rightful Women's Champion and why she's the alpha female of the Divas locker room.

Gritting her teeth as she braces for her upcoming orgasm so she can push through it and finish fucking this bottom little princess slut. Without warning Trish screams as her the godly feeling of cumming overtakes her, making ever inch of her body numb with pleasure as Victoria continues to fuck a borderline unconscious Trish in the ass against the shower wall while her own orgasm threatens to make her pass her out as well. It took all of her strength to keep the smaller woman in place while she attempted to finish the job.

Lisa was fucking Trish's ass with all she had until she too eventually came and cummed hard inside her jeans and the base of her strap-on. As her orgasm over took her she crumbles down forward onto Trish's back, panting for air, but still giving the big bubble butt Canadian small little thrusts, more so on instinct than anything else. The two Divas stay like that for a few more minutes, up against the shower wall, letting their thoughts process what just happened. Victoria's fake 8-inch cock still firmly inside Trish's stretched out asshole while they both came down from their highly driven love qu-oral . Their bodies slowly but surely, cooling down from the fuck session they just experienced. Eventually Victoria then breaks the silence in the shower room.

"Mmhhhhh Do you want to clean my cock? Mmmmhhhh Taste your ass cream and juices pretty…." Lisa said dominantly as she abruptly slid her strap-on out of Trish's now invaded stretched out asshole. Still grabbing the bleach blonde champion by the hair she slowly guided her down onto her knees for a familiar position from earlier tonight.

She then slaps her fake cock onto Trish's luscious bottom lip, letting her have a small taste of her own ass. Trish moans as she comes back into consciousness at the taste of her own derrière. She could not for the life of herself remember how long it has been since she last had gone from ass to mouth. Now that she thought about it, never before had she ever done anything like this, not even Ron was that weird. However despite the awkward request, she was genuinely thankful of Victoria, for the past half an hour or so of pure bliss the Canadian experienced. For one the strap-on was most certainly a lot bigger than her boyfriend's limp dick, and even if Ron did have a sizable member Trish knew it wouldn't be enough to satisfy her because Fisico lacked the skills to make her cum naturally. That and nine times out of ten he only cared about his own pleasure, almost never asking for hers.

Thus without any shame, the Diva of the Decade begins to moan shamelessly like the slut princess she was destined to be. Varon is smiling and was more than satisfied to see her once spoiled little princess remember her role and return to the same place that she belonged to, which as of right now was on her knees with a strap-on in her mouth. That's when she then orders the 3 time Babe of the Year to get up and bend over.

"Mmmmhhh Now pretty, why don't you be a good girl and bend over for me?" Stratus followed with no complaints and assumed the position she was asked. Once in place Victoria then reached into her right jean pocket and pulled out her flip phone. She then took a few quick photographic snaps of the Women's Champion's now butchered asshole. She was truly mesmerized by the sight of one of the hottest women in the wrestling business ever bent over, and offering up her asshole for Victoria's pleasure and rightful place.

Varon is again feeling the wetness between her thighs and has then felt that her rhinestone jeans had become soaked with her own juices. Putting her flip phone back into her jean pocket Lisa hand orders Trish to get dressed and informs her that they could continue this at her hotel room.

"Mmmhhh Princess…. As much as I enjoy looking at my handy work of that pretty little body of yours….. you should definitely get dressed now. We can finish up at my hotel room….. and get fucked by me again pretty mmhhhh…" Stratus could not be happier at hearing this as she wanted nothing more than another fuck session to get even more pleasure from, and was nowhere closed to being satisfied from getting her ass stretched and fucked by her once former lover. Any redeeming qualities Stratus had for peacefully ending things with her boyfriend had completely dissipated from her mind as the only person who she was thinking about at that very moment was Lisa Marie Varon and her 8-inch strap-on cock.

As Stratus got up slowly to her feet and made way towards her gym bag to get dressed, Lisa looked down at the handy work she had just done with her fake cock. The still fresh ass juices dripping off the tip and girth of it, she got a nearby towel and quickly whipped the juices off. After which she then stuffed it once again downwards into her denim pants and zipped up her fly before buttoning her jeans. She then grabbed her large rhinestone belt buckle and buckled her rhinestone belt back in place, making sure that it looked as if nothing took place so as to not raise any suspicions.

Varon then turned the corner and found Trish already dressed in what seemed to be the ring gear the blonde wore earlier tonight. That being a white crop top, a pair of black bootcut jeans and one of her trademark logo belts. She also noticed Stratus was wearing her golden Rolex watch which she bought with the money she earned from her first PPV check ever, WrestleMania 16. Varon then asked her if she could borrow a shirt as she herself didn't have one since the red highlighted raven woman didn't wear one when approaching the locker room.

Complying Trish gave her an extra 100% Stratusfaction Guaranteed logo shirt which Lisa gladly accepted and quickly put on with ease. Both dressed and ready the pair made their way outside of the locker room, the Canadian with her gym bag strapped over her shoulder. However because of the ass fucking Varon just gave her, the two had to walk extremely slowly as to not alarm or make anyone around them alarmed. Thankfully because it was after the show most of the superstars and staff had already left so the two lovers had nothing to worry about. As they walk out of the venue and into the parking lot they're surprised to see that most of the cars have already left as well.

Both the women were approaching Victoria's rental vehicle, smiling to the fullest, both of them had found their purpose in life, more so Trish as she finally learned what the absolute true meaning of getting trapped in the black widow's web really meant. Victoria had her left hand on Trish's jean-clad ass and was fondling with the bugle she had in her jeans with her other hand. She was imagining and picturing all the kinds of stuff she could still do to her precious pretty princess once they arrived at her hotel room.

All that Victoria knew was that she finally conquered what was rightfully hers to begin with, this hot blonde from Toronto who also found out tonight that her true lover was never a man. It sure as hell wasn't her highschool sweetheart, but the woman who she betrayed all those years ago when the two wanted to become WWF divas. And now after almost 7 years here they were happy and joyful of their new found relationship, not afraid of what life might throw them next.

THE END