She also grabbed a handful of hair, pulled it back and screamed, “This my ass now! I own it! You’re my little bitch to do whatever I want with! I own you!"
During that speech Paisley finally went over the edge and came herself, the clit stimulator within the harness and the sheer ecstasy of sodomizing and reaffirming her dominance over the alpha female of Lesbian Wrestling League leading to the most satisfying series of orgasms she had in a good long while.
She tried to keep this up for as long as possible she had to stop before she passed out, as she couldn't trust Tasha not to tie her up and then try to spank her into submission. She hadn’t finished with this sweet little ass, as she proved by burying her cock in Tasha's bum, rolling them both into the spooning position, and then after a brief rest started pumping Tasha's pooper again.
"Paisley," Tasha moaned deliriously, struggling to speak through exhaustion and how sore her throat was after screaming in pleasure. "It's my turn."
"That wasn't the agreement," Paisley grinned.
"Yes, it was," Tasha whined.
"No, it wasn't," Paisley corrected. Then explaining, "Technically I didn't say you could have my ass tonight, just when I'm done with yours. And I'm not done with this sweet little fuck hole you call an asshole. In fact, I'm going to fuck it all night long. Then tomorrow, if there is an ounce of top left in you, maybe I'll give up my butt. But I'm betting I could break you tonight, especially after how hard you just came. Then again, you always cum so fucking hard whenever I fuck you up the ass, don't you Tasha? Huh? Yeah you do, fuck, admitted it Tasha, you're just a complete bottom who lives for getting butt fucked by superior women like me."
"Fuck you bitch," Tasha whimpered, but that didn't stop Paisley from taunting her and giving her the second ass fucking that night.
Chapter 5 Gemma’s Confession
After her latest night with the first ever Lesbian Wrestling League Women’s Champion Tasha woke up with a sore, gaping asshole and Paisley nowhere to be found. She had been pissed off ever since, especially as she was forced to wait for hours for her ass to heal enough so that she could just stumble around, and in that time she'd have plenty of chances to plot her revenge and reinforce the idea that she was a top.
She laid there utterly humiliated Tasha couldn't help remembering how hard she came from being butt fucked, and just how amazing Paisley's strap-on had felt pounding her most intimate hole in all those different positions throughout last night until eventually she slipped into unconsciousness.
Despite how angry she was Tasha had masturbated herself to a gentle orgasm while lying on her bed and in the shower, if nothing else than to try and get the submissive thoughts out of her system. Paisley had got the better of her, but in doing so the pale bitch had given her the power to destroy her once and for all. All she had to do now was find her, which wasn't proving as easy as Tasha originally thought it would be.
"Gemma," Tasha forced a smile. "Great to see you, have you seen your ex-girlfriend?"
Gemma frowned, "Ex-girlfriend?"
"Yeah," Tasha grinned. "Everyone knows you're a total bottom, and now Paisley is a bottom too I can't imagine you're still together."
"Really?" Gemma huffed. "Because the way I heard it, the last time you were in the same room you couldn't wait to bend over for her."
Tasha shrugged it off, "Merely part of a deal, one which Paisley didn't live up to her side of, and one I'll soon collect on. In the meantime, your sweet little ass will do."
There was a second of silence and then Gemma began, "What makes you think-"
"Your demotion," Tasha interrupted. "You're officially a Lesbian Wrestling League bitch again, which makes you mine. Now, shut up and come with me. I want to send Paisley a message by destroying your little asshole."
“, I was on Monday Night Divas a few weeks ago," Gemma argued.
"Yeah, to stand in the background," Tasha frowned. "When was the last time, they let you have a match?"
"Doesn't matter, it's still a grey area. Especially as they said they might book me soon," Gemma grumbled.
"By who? Paisley trying to make you feel better?" Tasha mocked. "Face it, Gemma, you're a Lesbian Wrestling League bitch. Let me ask you something, when was the last time Paisley fucked you?"
"Last night," Gemma said without hesitation.
Tasha paused to think for a second, then grinned, "And when was the last time, she pounded that sweet little ass of yours?"
Gemma opened her mouth to protest, then after a couple of seconds of thinking about it, snapped, "None of your business!"
"I think it is," Tasha grinned. "But either way, which would you prefer? Another night of loving pussy licking with Paisley, or a brutal butt ramming from me?"
There was another pause and then Gemma softly said, "Lead the way."
The journey from the arena to Tasha's hotel felt like a blur, the two women not saying another word to each other until Tasha pressed Gemma up against the door to her room and then whispered, "I'm going to gape your ass so good baby, just you wait. Yeah, I'm going to wreck that ass and send you home to your little girlfriend with a gaping wide-open asshole!"
"Oh really? Then why don't you stop talking and do it bitch?" Gemma grumbled.
“Because you have to earn it," Tasha smiled as she leaned in even closer.
Gemma dryly asked, "Oh, and how do I do that?"
"Well," Tasha said, sliding a hand into the long blonde hair and practically pressing her lips to Gemma's, before she tightened her grip and pushed downwards. "You can start eating my pussy you slut!"
Gemma was going to resist, or offer up a witty retort, but inevitably the little
