Bow Down to the Goddess Ch. 06

Three cocks! Sasha had three cocks in her asshole, all of which were at least two inches thick! Everything about it was obscene, from the fact that two glorified bottoms were a part of the act, to how easily the supposed top Banks was able to hold all that rubber in, and continued to accept more of what Bliss offered. Stretching and stretching and stretching until Sasha was sure that her ass was as wide around as her fist, maybe larger. God, how humiliating!

Sasha had never known someone of her standard being forced to take a triple-stuffing before. That scheming little bitch, she probably planned this from the start! Alexa had taken every opportunity to degrade and dishonor her, patiently waiting to enact the most embarrasing of all acts. And the worst part was, Sasha took it all so easily, probably easier than any self-respecting top ever could. Because the truth was, Sasha Banks was never a top to begin with, a fact she still failed to realize.

The Boss had always been one for delusion. In NXT, she convinced herself that losing and subsequently bottoming to Bayley on the way out was "getting it out of her system" before a big main roster run. The next year, on Raw, Sasha was sure that she was the very best in WWE, despite taking several losses and brutal ass-fuckings from Charlotte. Time and time again, she failed not only herself, but everyone who believed in her.

Even now, she was failing her best friend by slowly succumbing to the pleasure of having three huge rubber dicks jam-packed inside her little butthole. The feeling was incredibly intense, to the point where even though the area around her asshole went completely numb, Sasha could still feel the waves of euphoria passing over her, those waves only growing in strength the moment Alexa's juicy thighs came to rest against Sasha's battered butt cheeks.

Some way, somehow, The Boss managed the full lengths of three massive dicks, a testament to how slutty and broken her asshole already was, but to how strong Alexa really is when her confidence is at its peak. Just a few days ago, Bliss hit her lowest of lows and now, she felt stronger than ever! Now, it was time to capitalize on that strength by focusing on the task at hand. Doing what every other top had failed at. No more talking; now was the time for action!

With a snap of her fingers, Bliss directed what would become the ultimate ass-fucking ensemblem. A symphony of anal annihilation, beginning slowly at first, with each woman thrusting upward and the others retracting in the order of Alexa, then Nikki, and then Charlotte. Every stroked chipped away at that impenetrable armor; with every passing second, Sasha could feel her muscles getting weaker, refusing to fight back. She felt her asshole begin to relax around its three invaders which, truthfully, could only mean one thing. The beginning of the end.

Normally, Sasha's butt relaxing and accepting a toy of any sort wouldn't be a strange occurrence. But regardless of the situation, it meant that her body had officially given up on fighting back, the worst possible scenario for someone taking three cocks at once. Sure enough, without any form of resistance, the intensity grew, leading to a more potent ecstasy. The purest form of undeniable pleasure, so strong and addicting that even a delusional, stubborn whore like Sasha Banks couldn't help but fall victim to. Not even the unbreakable Legit Boss. All of that, of course, was while The Goddess and her entourage were taking their time to slowly violate the multi-time women's champion.

The second Bliss and company began to pick up the pace, Sasha and her poor, overstuffed hole were overwhelmed with pleasure, suffocating her sensory receptors with so much force and velocity, her voluntary motor functions flatlined. Soon after, the once-mighty Sasha Banks was a shell of the woman she claimed to be, drooling from the mouth as the trio forcefully pummeled her into a braindead state. And in such a compromised condition, there wasn't a thing Sasha could do to stop that burgeoning orgasm from swelling inside of her. Hell, at this rate, she wouldn't want to!

Nothing had ever felt so good, a thought she barely managed to squeak out of the cold emptiness of her brain, a series of other lewd thoughts following behind the first. As Sasha's orgasm drew closer, thinking became surprisingly easy, so long as she was thinking about how getting triple-stuffed was the greatest pleasure she'd ever known, far surpassing anything she'd felt when bottoming before. And just when she thought it would peak, Bliss or Nikki, those moving the most, would hit a spot she didn't even know existed! A fact that made the idea of complete and total submission more appealing by the second.

Eventually, Sasha began to think about the unlimited options her asshole would have if she was a permanent bottom. With no more denial, she'd never have to feel shameful for taking a dick up her chute, nor would she have to wait weeks for another serving. Be it Alexa or any other top, mistresses would be lining up, looking to claim The Legit Boss as one of their personal bitches.

As those thoughts rushed through her mind, a cold sensation ran up her arm, passing down her spine. Using the little cognitive function she had left, Banks looked to her right, only to find her beloved best friend Bayley, gripping her dangling hand tightly. Upon catching her attention, #8 provided B with a piece of sage advice.

"Submit, B. Submit to our Goddess so we can be best friends again. So we can live on and be bottoms together for the perfect mistress! Do it! Do it! Do it! DO IIIITTTTTT!!!!" Bayley coerced, making the final decision all the easier for Sasha. All this time, that perfect life she desired, where Bayley and herself could spend the rest of their days together, had been staring her right in the face. Sure, it wasn't exactly how Sasha had imagined it, but in a way, it was so much better.

This way, they'd always be on equal footing, never wondering who'd be on top and who'd be the designated bottom. They'd both be bottoms for their Goddess, a once bitter end that now sounded like the best option for her. At least, if she wanted to find true happiness. Bayley gripped her hand even tighter, and Sasha's fate was sealed.

The entire situation was all so overwhelming; whilst making her decision to submit to Alexa and become her permanent slave, Sasha was holding off the mother of all anal orgasms. The second she made her decision, she stopped holding back. It's not that she wasn't willing to verbally admit her new allegiance, more so she was physically incapable of speaking. So, she hoped a visual aid would work just as well.

Immediately, her entire body went numb as her asshole clamped down hard. Every inch of Sasha's fit body began to shake and tremble, drawing a disapproving look from both Alexa and her BlissCross partner. Without asking, The Legit Boss, fully embracing her new life as B, began slamming that ass down, maximizing the force ramrodding her bum and attracting the last bit of pleasure that finally tipped her over the edge.

Naturally, Alexa was disgusted at the sight of a worthless bitch cumming without permission, but

continued to pound that ass anyway, seizing the opportunity to send Sasha spiraling into several mind-blowing orgasms in hope of breaking her. Little did she know, The Boss was already hers, and a volley of Earth-shattering climaxes only solidified that point. One, two, three, God, Sasha lost count of how many times she came!

Torrents of bliss spread to every nook and cranny of her beautiful body, so intoxicating and addicting, Sasha couldn't help but desire more. A relentless euphoria smashing at her skull and transforming her body's quiet trembling into a violent quaking. Hard, vigorous thrusts from all three women, ripping her asshole apart until the pleasure became too much, Sasha's eyes rolling to the back of her head before blacking out entirely, all while Alexa Bliss did her absolute best to control the burgeoning anger filling her soul.

That anger only seemed to grow as each strap-on was plucked from that crater, maximizing when Sasha finally began to stir several moments later, presenting The Goddess to ask The Boss a few very important questions. Questions that, hopefully, would provide the answer to whether Alexa should truly be angry or not.

"Who are you, bitch, and who do you belong to?" Alexa asked hoping for the best as loyal butt bitch #8 placed something in her hand. It was the stamp, but not the same stamp she used to display Sasha's slutty new name to the world. It was a stamp she had custom made long ago, designated not to showcase the names of her bitches, but her ownership of them. Bayley presented Alexa with the stamp, as if she already knew what Sasha's answer would be.

Banks remained silent for several minutes, leaving Little Miss Bliss more than enough time to press the stamp down on Sasha's reddened, caramel butt cheek. The stamp was lifted to reveal Sasha's ass now proudly reading "Property of The Goddess," branded like a piece of meat ready to be shipped off. Then, she asked her question again, this time with a wealth of confidence backing her voice.

"What's your name, slut?! Tell me your name, and who you belong to NOW!"

Sasha's asshole had failed to close as of yet; it was likely that her backdoor would never fully close again. Irreparable damage, the likes of which would've sent a chill down her spine. But that was then, before she was B. Before she'd officially given up her freedom to worship The Goddess alongside Bayley. After several minutes of contemplating, Sasha was even more sure of her decision, taking things further by reckoning that she was proud of it! And now, it was high time that she made her feelings known.

With barely an ounce of energy to power her voice, Sasha whispered, "I'm...I'm B...my Goddess," the words leaving her mouth putting a twisted smile on every other woman's face. But especially Alexa's, those game-changing words meaning that Bliss had finally won.

Doubling down as her energy began to replenish, Sasha admitted, "I'm B, the broken Legit Boss! B, the worthless buttslut that you showed mercy to! And I thank you! I thank you with every fiber of my being for saving me...rescuing me from that pitiful existence I was living. I'll be B from now on...and B belongs to you."

"That's right, bitch!" Alexa agreed. "You're mine! I did what nobody else could do and broke the great Sasha Banks! I did it- HAHA!" Little Miss Bliss celebrated the only way a potential alpha female could: by doing a series of vigorous fist pumps targeted towards the floor.

Ridiculous looking she may have been, but Alexa had every reason to celebrate, for now, with The Boss in her back pocket, nothing could stop her. Not Ronda, certainly not Nikki, and not even her own submissive thoughts. Directing traffic, Bliss guided her fellow "tops" over to B, giving the bitch her very first helping of ass cream as bottom. And thankfully for Sasha, it was a triple serving!

Buttbitch B did her best to service all three huge cocks, but all this was so new, so overwhelming for a fledgling submissive to take in stride. Obviously, she started by deepthroating her Goddess's cock, sucking down the base of the shaft to gracefully gulp every ounce of her dirty butt juices off that rubber rod. One by one she cleaned those cocks until her first duty as a bottom was fulfilled. The first of many, if Alexa had anything to say for it.

"Yeah, suck that cock, B! That's your new role in life, so get used to it! 8, you get over here too! Mmmmm fuuuuuuck- show your girlfriend how to be a good little ATM whore!" Bayley quickly scurried over and took Nikki's cock into her mouth, hoping that her best friend left anything. Naturally, like the asscream scavenger that she is, Bayley found some, savoring the taste of Sasha's ass, but understanding that such a small sample was nothing to lose sleepover. Because, at the end of the day, she'd likely be getting to taste Sasha's sweet juices multiple times a day going forward.

Alexa looked down, her newest and oldest bitches sharing those cocks just like best friends should as she contemplated her triumph. She felt stronger than ever, enhanced by the greatest victory of her topping career. But before Alexa could bask in the glory of breaking the unbreakable for too long, Nikki reminded The Goddess that she still had some unpaid dues.

All of that confidence quickly faded as Nikki reached her hand over, casually placing it on Alexa's meaty butt cheek. Gripping that gorgeous ass tightly, Cross leaned in, whispering into Alexa's ear, "Now, it's your turn to pay up, Bliss." Lexi's body went completely cold. It was apparent that Nikki still intended to collect, meaning push would come to shove. She'd have no choice but to try and turn the tables before it was too late.

As if only to scare The Goddess, Nikki then retracted her hand, refocusing on the worthless bitch sucking her cock. Thankfully, Cross was willing to stay faithful to the original deal, maintaining her promise of keeping their "relationship," if you can call it that, behind closed doors. Whatever the case may be, her actions served as a reminder that Bliss still had a lot of work to do. Both in terms of the long term and conquering Rowdy Ronda, and in the short term, getting the crazy Scott off her trail once and for all!