Bow Down to the Goddess Ch. 03

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The audio blared out loudly as Alexa Bliss gawked earnestly at the backstage monitor, a sadistic smile sweeping across her face. Her gaze was so transfixed on the screen; nothing could break her focus. That's because the image She was seeing was that of Australian beauty and reigning NXT UK Women's Champion, Toni Storm. Or specifically, the large round mounds of swaying flesh that was Toni's delicious bubble butt. Yes, the biggest booty in all of NXT UK had captured the attention of the Goddess and, as always, Alexa was determined to make it hers. Alexa was under the impression that if She didn't, then her rival, Ronda Rousey would, and that definitely couldn't happen. Rousey was already considered the alpha female of WWE and topping the alpha female of NXT UK would drive this mere assumption closer to becoming a reality. A widely accepted fact that Alexa refused to ever let come to fruition.

Even though She was technically in WWE's "developmental system", Toni was one of the best young wrestlers the company had to offer, something She proved by the faith they had shown. WWE was well aware of her talent and the unlimited potential She possessed. That's why they allowed her, one of the biggest stars of the UK brand, to join the Monday Night Raw brand's tour of the United Kingdom. Tonight, the tour brought them to Liverpool, a city that was foaming at the mouth to see some UK representation in the mainstream wrestling they followed. Alexa continued to watch on closely as Toni made her way to the ring for arguably the biggest match of her career. A one-on-one tussle with multi-time women's champion, the Queen, Charlotte Flair. Or, #9, as She had been affectionately referred to by her Goddess.

Despite the meaningless nature of the match, Toni was still excited about her encounter with one of the top women in the company. This was her first time working for a major brand and even though this was just a throwaway match in the middle of the card, it was a huge deal. A massive opportunity to raise her stock and show her strength to a wider audience, something that was extremely important.

Much like the main roster, the lesbians of NXT and NXT UK operated on a top and bottom hierarchy. And of the United Kingdom brand, Toni Storm was the alpha female. Toni had almost every one of her colleagues in NXT UK wrapped her finger, but it wasn't enough. Topping a big-time star was half the battle and She dreamed of destroying them all. Her aspirations were very similar to Alexa Bliss', the only difference being that She was much farther away from achieving her goal.

The Auckland born, Gold Coast bred beauty hit the ring, stepping through the ropes as the white strap around her waist bobbled about. Her black leather jacket nicely complimented the red and black colorway of the gear She traditionally wore, as well as the white and red snapback cap that sat snugly around her blonde locks. The crowd was especially noisy, vocally showing their appreciation for the confident blonde. She turned towards the "hard-cam" side, before making her signature sign of the horns pose as the crowd continued to shower the young star with cheers. Her music stopped but was soon replaced by a familiar, EDM remix of Also Sprach Zarathustra that quickly changed the mood of the audience in attendance.

Charlotte Flair made her trademark entrance, with groans and moans becoming ubiquitous throughout the sold-out crowd as the dominant superstar walked down the aisle. She wore a golden variant of her usual peacock-inspired gear, similar to what She wore at WrestleMania 34. Announcer Mike Rome introduced the Nature Girl with an unmistakable vigor, one fitting of the most decorated Women's champion the company had ever seen, and proof that any match She was in was of the utmost importance. Now in the ring, opposite of Toni, Charlotte threw her robe to the ringside area as the theme music stopped playing. The bell rang and the two athletes squared off.

Charlotte Flair and Toni Storm circled around the ring as the crowd rose to their feet, anxiously awaiting the coming showdown. The pair began the match with a lock-up, Charlotte immediately dispatching the less-imposing Storm into the closest turnbuckle. Toni quickly turned the tides, however, using her speed to both escape the corner and deliver a fierce shotgun dropkick, sending the Queen crashing into the corner. Continuing her momentum, She rushed to the other side of the ring before rushing back, slamming her massive ass into Charlotte with an impressive cannonball senton.

Firing up the crowd, Toni signaled for her finish, the Storm Zero; attempting to finish off Charlotte early, before her veteran experience could truly kick in. It proved to be too soon, however, as Charlotte skillfully flipped out of the Tiger Driver variant and landed a huge spear. Toni seemed to be on the ropes, but the audience once again motivated her to rise to her feet. She attacked her opposition with a stiff lariat, sending the much more imposing figure flying out of the ring. Toni followed it up with a Topé Suicida to the outside. Unfortunately, though, She landed awkwardly, tweaking her knee in the process.

Like blood in the water, Charlotte responded with a vicious chop block before following up with a variety of kicks and punches in addition. Toni winced in pain, her injured knee bringing her closer and closer to losing the precious victory She'd dreamt of. After being thrown into the ring, Toni tried to stand but instantly fell to the ground. Charlotte continued her calculated assault, viciously working on her knee as if it was her lease on life. Several minutes passed, and the tension could be cut with a knife. The fans in attendance grew silent as Toni's chances of walking out victorious began to fade.

The Liverpool crowd reanimated for one last push, trying desperately to motivate the fiery blonde Australian. But it was too late. Looking to finish things up, Charlotte locked in the Figure-Four leg lock, before bridging into the unconquerable Figure-Eight. Just like that, it was all over. She tried to hang on but the pain was too much to overcome. Toni Storm tapped out and the bell rang as Charlotte's music played again. The Queen briefly posed again before heading backstage. Shortly after, Toni scraped herself off of the mat and followed behind the victor. The crowd continued to cheer as She walked up the ramp and into the dark abyss located just beyond Gorilla Position.

"Great job, Toni! Really, you did excellent," Alexa mocked as Charlotte stood next to her. Liv Morgan was also standing by and added in sounds of agreement to her Goddess' statements.

"Bugger off! Like you lot could've done any better," She snapped back.

"Oh, I'm sure I could've done better. In fact, I have done MUCH better, just usually in the locker room instead," Alexa responded with a chipper tone.

With a confused inflection in her voice, Toni asked, "What the fuck is that supposed to mean!"

"9, why don't you show our friend Toni here what I mean," Alexa suggested before being on the receiving end of more looks of bewilderment. Toni tried to re-ask her question but was cut off, not by words, but by actions. Charlotte's actions, specifically. Just like her Goddess asked, Charlotte would show Toni what She meant; the true meaning behind her words. Charlotte slowly turned around, before dropping to her knees, getting into a face down/ass-up position, and lowering her gear to reveal a custom-made, pink-sparkled butt plug, with "Property of my Goddess'' embossed in gold lettering inside the faux-jewel. Alexa also dropped to her knees, but She did so simply to admire her belonging. All the while, Toni Storm looked more confused than ever. She carefully read the engraving, immediately morphing her puzzled look into one of surprise and shock.

"Charlotte, you bottomed out to this shrimp?"

"Yep, Toni! The one you once knew as Charlotte Flair has since become #9, as in, my 9th slave. While we're at it, Liv here is my 10th." Alexa expounded as Liv cheerily waved, before dropping to her knees as well. Just like Charlotte, Liv pulled her wrestling gear down to reveal a buttplug with the same inscription, the only difference being the sapphire-colored jewel.

"You too, Liv?" Toni asked, admittedly less surprised than She was previously since Liv was already a bottom.

"Of course! I didn't want to at first but, once I let go of my loyalty to 9, my Goddess fucked me into submission! She wrecked my little butt sooo good, I can't believe I let anybody else ever touch it!"

"Both of you, a couple of bumsluts! For that pipsqueak? Sounds like bullshit to me," Toni declared, still breathing heavily from the intense match She'd wrestled. Save for a few passing female superstars walking through, the corridor just before Gorilla Position was almost completely silent. Alexa had no idea how to respond to Toni's derogatory comments without violence. She'd never had to deal with a fellow top discrediting her achievements; not even her rival, Ronda Rousey had stooped this low. But, Toni had crossed the line, continually bashing the multi-time women's champion over their brief encounter. No real alpha female would allow this kind of disrespect to go unpunished. So, after a few moments of concentrated thought, Alexa decided to snap her fingers, to signal to her bottoms to rise to their feet and redress. She then cleared her throat, preparing herself for the incoming war of words that might ensue.

"Bullshit, huh? Why don't you bend over and I'll show that juicy ass of yours just how bullshit I really am," Alexa replied.

"Ha, don't make me laugh Lexi! Seriously, don't! A little thing like yourself? I'll bet your strap-on barely fits around your waist. Listen, ladies, if you ever need fucked by a real woman, you know who to call," Toni responded arrogantly. Alexa's facial expression shifted into one of shock and outrage, but before She could truly run her mouth, Charlotte stepped in to defend her Goddess.

"Ha, now who's funny, huh Storm? Like you could ever live up to our Goddess!" She said, speaking as if the insults to her top had disparaged her as well. Liv also chimed in, agreeing with her fellow sub's defiant statement. Which, of course, led to another disrespectful scoff from Toni Storm.

"You two are truly delusional. Lexi, you know that you can't compare to me, inside or out of the ring," Toni retorted. The shameless submissives squared up to Toni but were calmed down by their Goddess, who gave them a look of assurance. Alexa's glare was strong and confident; the two girls accepted that they weren't needed in this situation. Their Goddess was more than capable of fighting her own battles and She was determined to prove it, right here and now. The room went quiet for a few moments, as Alexa thought silently to herself, only deciding to speak after a brilliant idea suddenly came to mind.

"Well, OK then! Toni Storm, I'll go talk to management and see if I can get a match arranged for tomorrow's show. We're both on the show anyway, so I'm sure they can move something around. Anyway, tomorrow let's have a match, but... let's raise the stakes just a bit. We'll both put our asses on the line! The loser of the match becomes the winner's bottom for the night, how does that sound?" Alexa explained before extending her hand for confirmation.

"Holy shit...really? You're so confident that you'd put your arse on the line? You've got yourself a deal, love! Stretching you out is gonna be a real pleasure," Toni agreed, shaking Bliss' outstretched hand before walking away, presumably to rest up for tomorrow.

Meanwhile, Alexa stood there, biting her lip, watching Toni's hips sway back and forth as She left. Once again, another powerless bitch had questioned her strength, and, just like with Liv, She planned to make her pay. She planned to make everyone pay, one by one until every WWE slut couldn't live without her; until getting fucked in the ass was the only thing they lived for. The deeply concentrated look on her face caught the attention of Liv, who addressed her Goddess with the utmost concern.

"What are you thinking, my Goddess?" Liv asked with that cute New Jersey twang dripping off of every word.

Slowly parting those soft, full lips of hers, Alexa responded, "Oh, 10, I'm just thinking about what Toni's new name will be when She submits to me. But... I also thought of a good idea to ensure that I win tomorrow evening."

"What plan did you have in mind, mistress?" Charlotte asked.

"Okay, listen closely, you know I don't like repeating myself." Alexa proceeded to explain, in detail, the lengths of the plan, the two subs nodding their heads in agreement repeatedly. With their strategy laid out, the Goddess led her slaves into the locker room, instructing them to change as She went to management to request the match She had proposed.

***

That night came and went and the following day did exactly the same. 9 and 10 begged and pleaded to be used by their Goddess to no avail, simply because Alexa wanted to save all of her energy for Toni's curvaceous body. As they usually did, the trio arrived at the venue together, as well as getting mentally and physically prepared for Alexa's huge match that night. A match with stakes that were higher than they appeared to be. No titles were on the line. The stakes were each woman's ass and the pride that would never be able to retrieve afterward.

Toni did her usual pre-match warm-up routine, completely unfazed by the astronomical consequences of this one-on-one affair. Even though Alexa was a five-time Women's champion, She had never been that great of a wrestler, something Toni planned to exploit and expose en route to winning the biggest match of her life. Yes, She had won so many titles on the indie-scene and even was the reigning NXT UK Women's champion, but this was the most significant encounter of her young career. She worked for up to this point was on the line; her pride, her strength, and the admiration of the countless bottoms She had collected in her home territory were all at risk.

But, in this big domme versus domme gamble, the biggest chip Toni had on the table was her huge Australian booty, which carried a precious little secret with it. Yes, the massive and round Gold Coast ass of Toni Storm was completely virgin. Perfectly untouched, with not so much as a finger or tongue ever entering her sacred hole. Toni was hard set in her ways, refusing to let anyone pleasure her hole as doing so would be weak and spineless. Getting your ass played with was a cardinal sin for a dominant woman and with aspirations as big as hers; Toni knew She would never and could never know what intense anal stimulation feels like.

Nearly set for the fight, Toni checked her phone, noticing that it was just about time for her match. Quickly throwing a jacket around her shoulders and heading for the ring. About halfway there, Toni heard her entrance music begin to play. A large crowd pop was audible as well, which caused Toni to change her walk into a hurried run. Finally making it to Gorilla, Toni wasted no time, stepping through the curtain to elicit another big reaction. She briefly posed before running down to the ring, clearly excited for the oncoming matchup. Swinging around to and up the steps, Toni charged through the ropes. Throwing her hand into the sky, She hit one more pose as her music died down.

The rock instrumental Toni used as her theme was once again replaced by an EDM track, only this time it was the theme of Alexa Bliss. Accompanied by Liv, Alexa made her entrance, soaking in the mixture of cheers and boos elicited from the crowd. Others sat in silence, utterly confused by this new pairing of Liv and Alexa which had never been seen on television. Bliss strolled down the ramp, teasing a few young fans She'd passed on her way down, before staring down her opponent from the outside. Toni matched her scowl with a sullen glare of her own.

The Goddess entered the ring, her loyal servant looming behind her on the outside as She did so. Bliss, much like Storm, did her signature pre-match pose, rushing to the hard-cam side of the ring and taunting the crowd whilst atop the ropes. Once She'd finished gloating, Bliss went to her corner, and soon after, the bell rang.

The match began and immediately Liv Morgan slid into the ring. Everyone, including Toni and the referee, looked confused as to what was going on. Well, everyone except Alexa Bliss. Once Liv had entered the ring, Bliss' focused mug had transformed drastically, now sporting a wicked, conniving grin. She was well aware that something was up.

Toni tried just about everything to get the official's attention, but nothing worked since he was still struggling to get a handle on the situation. So, Toni decided to remove Liv by herself, but before She could make her move, Liv decked Bliss with a right hand, causing the ref to throw out the match. The crowd was irate, but even more upset was Toni Storm, who in a blink of an eye, had lost the match. She wasn't beaten. She hadn't been pinned nor was Alexa good enough to make her tap out. But, She had been bested, and as that realization set in, She slumped to the canvas.

Toni felt her body go cold all over. She saw Alexa scurrying up the ramp with her faithful fuckhole following closely behind, but decided to let them be. Chasing after them and trying to muscle her way out of this situation would never work. They had made a bet, and now She would have to keep her word. Even though She'd only lost under dubious circumstances, She had still lost. Winning the match was the only thing that mattered, regardless of how it was one.

Toni staggered up the entranceway, completely broken mentally. The thought of kissing away her anal virginity made her sick to her stomach. She walked through the curtain, She was immediately greeted by the woman She'd just faced, as well as her entourage of submissive sluts.

"Oh hi, Toni! What happened out there? I thought you were going to kick my ass?" Alexa gloated, her blood-red lips smiling from cheek to cheek.

Completely deflated, Toni responded, "That was bullshit and you know it, Bliss. I'm just sorry that I didn't see it coming."

"You never saw it coming? Wow, you really are just as much of a bimbo as you look," Liv chimed in.

"Yep, She sure is. Toni Storm is just a dumb, airhead bimbo, but ladies, tonight She's our bimbo," Alexa reminded.

"Mmm, that's right! I can't wait to see what you do with her, my Goddess! Oh, Toni, I'm so excited for you!" Charlotte exclaimed.

"Whatever, slut! None of this concerns you anyway. This is between me and that molly you call a mistress!" Toni fired back, still upset with her loss.

"Funny. Still lobbing insults even though your entire career as a domme is over? You know what, it doesn't even matter. My precious 9 here does belong in this conversation because She's the one that will be preparing you for me later tonight. She will do your make-up, dress you up real nice, and escort you to my hotel room."

After hearing this, Toni flared up once more. She already hated the fact that She'd lost to Bliss and would have to give up her ass. But, allowing a weak, spineless cocksleeve like Charlotte Flair to "prepare" her, just so She could get her ass fucked? That was out of the question.

"Fuck that! There's no way I'm letting her doll me up, just to get bummed!"

"Uhh, Toni, we made a bet. Tonight, you and all of your holes belong to me. Sooo, you will do what I say!"

"You think I give a toss about that bet or what you say? I never agreed to this!"