The Submission of Mandy Rose Pt. 01

"Ha," Mandy scoffed as her drink arrived and she took a sip. "That's really all you can say about it? You were really good out there?"

"Well what else do you want me to say?" Sasha replied.

"Oh gee I don't know, how about 'You would be the champ right now if Charlotte hadn't shown up?'" Mandy asked.

"Oh please," Sasha laughed. "I was just about to counter your Rose Garden or Guns N Roses or whatever it is you're calling your finisher these days when she interfered. And once I had I'd have beaten you and you'd still be here having a drink with me right now."

"It's called the 'Bed of Roses' and I know you know that." Mandy insisted.

"Well either way, I certainly didn't need Charlotte's help to pin your sexy ass!" Sasha replied. "But if you'd like to just skip the dancing and go back to my place we could get naked and practice pinning each other."

"Oh I know you wish that were the case, don't you, Sasha?" Mandy replied. "But if I were you, I'd enjoy this date because it's as close as you're ever going to get to fucking me!"

"Awww, don't be grumpy, cupcake," Sasha laughed. "It's not the worst idea in the world. I bet you'd be into it if you just stopped denying yourself!"

"Seriously, why do you keep calling me, 'Cupcake?'" Mandy asked, ignoring Sasha's teasing. "It is so annoying."

"Because you're something sweet that I want just like a cupcake," Sasha replied matter-of- factly. "I want to lick up all of that creamy frosting and then devour that sexy fucking body of yours!"

"That's...just...I don't," Mandy stammered, rolling her eyes in annoyance.

She wanted to tell Sasha how utterly ridiculous her statement was and the logical side of her brain knew it was. But despite her anger and annoyance a little part of her was turned on by the champ's aggressive dirty talk. She was annoyed that her pussy was getting wet as she lingered on the statement but she had to quickly push all of those ridiculous thoughts out of her mind and get back to the business of negotiating a rematch.

"Whatever," Mandy finally managed to say. "You're just lucky that the match wasn't submissions only or you'd be saying bye bye to your precious belt."

"Oh now that is funny Mandy," Sasha laughed. "Have you forgotten that submissions are my specialty? Or that my signature hold The Banks Statement is a submission hold?"

"No I haven't forgotten any of that and you are definitely a worthy champion," Mandy responded, trying to appeal to Sasha by stroking her ego a bit to get the deal done. "But you know that I am so much stronger than you are so if I catch you in any kind of a hold you will definitely tap out!"

Sasha just rolled her eyes and took another sip of her cocktail. Mandy felt like she had her on the ropes now, wavering between having her ego stroked and getting called out. There didn't seem to be any way she could refuse a rematch now.

"So how about it Sasha?" Mandy asked, flirtatiously batting her eyes for good measure. "You and me, alone in the ring at Clash of Champions in a submissions only title match? Nobody can interfere in the outcome and may the best woman win?"

"What's in it for me?" Sasha asked causing Mandy to utter four life changing words.

"What do you want?" she replied.

"I'm pretty sure you already know the answer to that because I've told you over and over," Sasha smiled as she softly stroked Mandy's forearm. "I want you silly."

"You want me?" Mandy repeated incredulously. "That's seriously what all of this is about? You just want to fuck me?"

"That's right cupcake I want to fuck you!" Sasha insisted. "And I don't mean just one time, or some silly play date where we have a few drinks and then go our separate ways. I mean I want you to be mine! I want to do unspeakable acts to that gorgeous body of yours that'll make you come so hard that you'll be begging me not to stop! And I want to fuck you over and over and over and over and over again better than Drew or any other silly man could ever hope to. That is what I want!"

Mandy's face was bright red with embarrassment and despite herself she could again feel her pussy tingling with excitement. She had to admit that Sasha looked sexy and was really turning her on right now but she wasn't about to give in to any of her dark urges and she certainly wasn't ready to agree to anything like the champion wanted if there were another option.

"Come on Sasha be serious," she pleaded. "I'm flattered but there's got to be something else you want, right?"

"Nope, that's it," Sasha declared. "If you want your match then that's the deal. You win and you get the title and I'll never bother you again but if I win you belong to me for a whole year. That means you do whatever I want, whenever I want it."

"I...I can't agree to something like that," Mandy finally said. "That's just ridiculous."

"Okay girl, no hard feelings," Sasha responded casually. "I get it. And I can see that you clearly don't want to be here tonight so I'll let you off the hook for the rest of the night and let you get back home to Drew. You can go see if he can give you what it is I know you crave! It's just a shame because I really thought you wanted another shot at the title but as long as I'm the champion you never will get one."

Sasha left a $20 bill on the bar for the bartender and got up to walk away leaving Mandy sitting at the bar. She had gotten about five steps away when Mandy felt the panic start to creep in. She thought about Drew and the title and how hard she had fought to get to where she was but mostly she thought about sweet Sasha and the opportunity that was in front of her! She glanced down at the $20 bill and her halfway finished drink and it suddenly hit her that she might never have another shot like this.

"Wait!" Sasha heard Mandy call out from behind her and with her back towards the beautiful blonde a big smile spread across the champion's face. She knew she had her.

"Yes?" Sasha said as she turned to face Mandy.

"Fine it's a deal," Mandy said standing up to face Sasha. "I win I get the belt and if you win I'm yours."

"Oh sweetie," Sasha laughed. "You're already mine, you just don't know it yet."

And with that she grabbed Mandy by the waist and pulled her in for a kiss. Mandy was stunned at first but she had to admit that Sasha's soft, juicy lips felt good against her own. She let the kiss go on a bit longer than she had intended to, enjoying the pressure of Sasha's hand on her lower back and her hot breath as their lips smacked together and finally pulled apart with a soft pop.

"See you soon cupcake." Sasha said with a wink as she left Mandy standing breathless at the bar.

When Mandy got back to her hotel room she was relieved to find Drew out with the boys and after shamefully masturbating to her hated rival Sasha several times she drifted off into a deep sleep where she dreamt of hoisting the title at Clash of Champions.

***

In the three weeks leading up to their match Sasha mostly left Mandy alone save for a flirty smile or the occasional wink. She felt confident in her ability to defeat the talented but still unproven Rose in a 1-on-1 bout and frankly didn't want her opponent to have any excuses when she did just that. After all, an agreement like the one the two ladies had come to had to be off the books and should Mandy lose, Sasha knew there was really no way to actually make sure she paid up. That being said, however, Sasha had a pretty good idea that Mandy wouldn't try to back out of the agreement. Sasha generally read people well and Mandy didn't seem to be the duplicitous sort.

And that brings us back full circle to the beginning of this tale where Mandy nervously waited in the ring for her opponent. She watched the spectacle of The Boss' entrance, the sliding dance moves, the lean out to the crowd from the apron, the flashing of the championship belt and the whipping off of the sunglasses and couldn't help but feel the tiniest twinge of envy and hope that one day soon she would captivate an audience like Sasha did.

And finally, just when she felt as though the anticipation of the match would cause her to explode, Mandy watched as Sasha daintily stepped between the ropes and into the ring.

Sasha handed the belt to the referee and peeked over at her opponent. Mandy had her back to the champion as she got some last minute words of encouragement from Dana and Sasha couldn't help but admire the view. She loved the way the young challenger's shimmery pink wrestling shorts cupped her sculpted ass. Her cheeks swayed like two firm cakes blanketed in pink foil whenever she walked and Sasha fought hard to keep her mind on the match.

"After," Sasha scolded herself mentally. "Keep your mind on the match and then later we can have fun with our new playmate!"

As the ref handed the belt off to a ringside official Sasha stepped up nose to nose with Mandy in the center of the ring.

"I cannot WAIT until this match is over baby girl," She teased, knowing that nobody but Mandy could hear her above the crowd noise. "I am gonna have so much fun eating that golden pussy all night long!"

"Ha, good luck with that!" Mandy scoffed. She wasn't about to let Sasha get into her head with some prematch gamesmanship before the biggest match of her career.

The referee made his way back over and gave final instructions which neither one of the women heard a word of before signaling for the bell to ring and the match to begin.

Mandy knew that her biggest advantage over Sasha was the difference in strength between the two and her plan was to instantly take the champion to the ground where she would look to lock in any kind of submission hold and end things quickly.

Sasha however was quite ready for this tactic and so when Mandy charged in she deftly stepped to the side and hit the gorgeous blonde with a drop toe hold before quickly rolling over and catching Mandy in an ankle lock.

Mandy was caught completely unaware by the move and in an instant she could feel the searing pain in her ankle as the champ cinched up the hold.

"What do you say Mandy?" The ref asked but Mandy quickly shook him off. No way was this match going to end like this despite the agony that she was currently feeling.

She could see the bottom rope just a foot or so away from her outstretched hands and she knew if she could just get to it that she would be free.

"Come on cupcake, give it to me!" She heard Sasha saying as she twisted her ankle even harder. "Give in and it'll all be over. Come on baby you know you want it!"

To give in would be to end the pain but the match had only just begun and Mandy knew she was better than that!

She looked to the ringside and saw Dana pounding on the mat cheering her on and then Mandy's adrenaline finally kicked in. She was eventually able to slowly drag herself and Sasha over to the rope until she finally got her hand around it and the ref broke the hold.

Such a close call so early in the match had severely shaken Mandy's confidence and she slid under the ropes and outside of the ring to regroup for a moment.

"Come on Mandy you got this!" Dana encouraged her dazed friend but Mandy's ankle was throbbing and her confidence was shot and so she didn't hear a word. She looked up at the ring and saw Sasha strutting around confidently in her little short shorts, climbing up onto the middle turnbuckle and playing to the crowd. Cold realization suddenly hit Mandy like a ton of bricks...If she didn't do something quickly she was about to become Sasha Banks' plaything.

Eventually Mandy snapped out of her daze and rolled back into the ring to continue with the match. This time however she had learned from her headlong charge from earlier and decided to tone down the aggression. The tactic worked to perfection when she caught Sasha in her arms as the champion attempted to bounce off of the ropes and hit Mandy with a flying splash.

"Oh fuck!" she heard Sasha mutter as she kicked and thrashed her taut body in Mandy's arms but to no avail.

Mandy smiled to herself at how quickly the tables had turned before spinning around and power slamming Sasha Banks to the mat.

Sasha felt all of the air rush out of her lungs like a popped balloon when she got sandwiched between the mat and Mandy Rose's sculpted physique. But Mandy gave her opponent no time to recover, scooping her up and locking the smaller woman in a face-to-face bear hug.

"Unnnggghhhhh!" Sasha whimpered as Mandy's arms squeezed her tightly across the waist. She squirmed and wrapped her legs around Mandy's waist but nothing seemed to loosen the grip.

After a few minutes the room started to grow dim and Sasha knew that she was on the verge of passing out. She felt the referee raise her arm and wanted to keep it from dropping but she couldn't seem to stop it.

"ONE!" he yelled in unison with the large crowd.

He repeated the process and once again Sasha's arm dropped.

"TWO!" Sasha heard through the pain and fog of near unconsciousness. She was one more drop away from losing the championship and losing Mandy!

But then from out of nowhere an idea struck her. She felt the taut muscles in Mandy's arms clenching her waist as hard as she could and heard the beautiful challengers grunts of effort. Sasha knew she couldn't power her way out of the hold but maybe there was another way.

Sasha looked down at Mandy's eyes and mouthed the words "I knew you wanted this!" before planting a big wet kiss on Mandy's lips.

"What the hell!" A stunned Mandy yelled, instantly dropping Sasha to the mat.

The referee merely shrugged his shoulders. He was powerless to do anything as the match was submission only therefore there were no disqualifications.

"I guess all is fair in a title match!" Corey Graves from the broadcasting team remarked. "That just goes to show how badly Sasha wants to keep her title! She's willing to do anything to keep it including kissing her opponent!"

Sasha slowly regained her composure and looked up only to see Mandy with her back to the champ where she continued to berate the helpless referee. The crowd roared as she slowly stumbled to her feet knowing what was coming.

Once on her feet Sasha was on Mandy in an instant, jumping on her back and pulling the challenger down into both of her knees before rolling over and locking Mandy into her signature submission hold The Banks Statement!

Mandy groaned in agony as Sasha wrenched back on her forehead, all of the pain and pressure in the neck area. In a panic she kicked her feet in search of the ropes but the two women were locked up in the middle of the ring and there was no escape.

"Come on baby give it to me!" Sasha cooed. "Give me that sexy body! Just tap for me and you're all mine!"

"I...AHHHHHH..." Mandy struggled as much as she could, desperately hoping for some kind of escape to present itself but she knew...she knew she was as good as Sasha's.

"Please Sasha no!" she begged but the champion was relentless. "I'll do anything just don't!"

"Shhhh, baby," Sasha smiled. "It's all over now, you belong to me. Just tap and it can be over, I know you want it."

The referee was so busy looking for a tap out that he heard none of the whispers but even he knew it wasn't long now. After all nobody escaped the Banks Statement.

"What do you say Mandy?" The ref asked again.

"I...I..." She moaned. The ropes looked like they were miles away.

"Do it baby!" Sasha cried out excitedly again. "Just give in and give me what I want!"

"I QUIT!" Mandy finally said as she desperately tapped the mat in defeat.

Sasha released the hold and laid on her back on the mat trying to catch her breath for a long time. Finally a broad smile of victory spread across her face as she realized that Mandy was hers at last.

Mandy, meanwhile, was still face down on the mat, defeated but uninjured as the same realization sunk in. The cameras captured Sasha rolling over to say something to her.

"I want you now!" she whispered to the defeated Mandy. "No shower, no changing just come straight to my hotel room."

"But I..." Mandy started to say but Sasha cut her off.

"A deal is a deal Mandy," she replied. "Whatever I want, whenever I want it so don't be late!"

And with that she stood up to the roar of the crowd and celebrated her victory.

***

"What the hell have I gotten myself into?" Mandy thought as she stood outside of Sasha's hotel room door still dressed in her ring gear just as Sasha had instructed.

Mandy had bolted the arena as quickly as she could after the match so as to avoid Drew and Dana and any other friendly faces because she was angry with herself and didn't want to allow herself the luxury of their sympathetic ears. SHE was the one who had agreed to such an insane deal after all and SHE was the one who would now pay the consequences! Mandy had decided that she had made her proverbial bed and by God she was going to lie in it now!

And while a large part of her realized that she could just renege on the whole agreement, Mandy felt that to do that would be the actions of a person without honor. So she would have to eat a little bit of pussy, she rationalized; was that the worst thing in the world? As long as she maintained her sense of self and didn't cross any moral lines that she wouldn't otherwise cross she knew she could get through these next 12 months with her sanity and dignity still intact. Besides, her best friend Sonya sure seemed to enjoy it so how bad could it be? And who knows, her mind continued, maybe Sasha would see that she was willing to follow through and be so impressed that she would let Mandy out of the deal? I mean is it inconceivable to think that maybe Sasha was a rational and compassionate human being after all?

But then she remembered the hungry look on The Boss' face every time they had been in the same room and cold reality washed over her.

"Yep you're definitely eating some pussy tonight Mandy Rose," she muttered to herself as she knocked on the door and got ready to take her maiden lesbian voyage.

"It's open!" Sasha called out and with a gulp Mandy entered the room and shut the door behind her.

Once inside the suite Mandy found that Sasha had thrown on some soft music and had a candle burning on the dresser. She even saw a bucket of champagne chilling in an ice bucket by the bedside table. The champion herself was seated on a soft chair in the middle of the room still dressed in her wrestling attire just like Mandy was.

"This is...unexpected," Mandy remarked, eyebrows arched in surprise at the setup.

"Oh I just thought I'd make things nice and romantic for our first time together cupcake," Sasha quipped. "Do you like it?"

"I'll tell you what I don't like," Mandy replied testily. "The fact that you keep calling me, 'Cupcake,' even though I've repeatedly asked you not to! I swear if you call me that one more time I am going to lose it!"

"Oooohhh, feisty!" Sasha smiled. "I like it! But we'll let you get that aggression out of your system soon enough. For now though how about you come over here and get these boots off of me?"

"Excuse me?" Mandy answered. Love slave was one thing but she didn't like the idea of being Sasha's personal servant one bit.

"You heard me," Sasha replied not backing down at all and holding one leg out while pointing down to it. "Whatever I want, whenever I want it for a year and right now I want you to take my boots off."

The normally fiercely independent Mandy Rose could never explain it later but something about the way Sasha was talking to her, as insulting as it was, was also really turning her on. Her pussy was tingling with excitement even if her rational mind was irritated. She didn't want Sasha to know that however but she also realized it was silly to belabor the point over something so trivial and so she rolled her eyes and made her way over to the chair, angrily kneeling down to unlace Sasha's boots.