Bad Interview - Sex Stories

Bad Interview

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Cathy Kelley or Rhea Ripley or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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"Hey fuck hole!"

Cathy Kelley was extremely familiar with the experience of her butt hole quivering with fear and anticipation in the presence of a top. But honestly, when she heard the distinctive voice of Rhea Ripley, her entire body trembled with joy, and she thought she would cum on the spot, just from all the wonderful memories of their time together in NXT.

Okay, maybe it wasn't a full-on orgasm, but she damn sure remembered them, especially as she turned to see the intimidating woman known as The Nightmare approaching her. Something she experienced again when she came face to face with the muscular woman, who eyed her like the piece of meat she was.

"Ha, you actually looked." Rhea laughed, "God, you're even more pathetic than I remember. I mean, bottoms like you really do have no self-respect, do you? No, you exist only for real women like me to use for our pleasure. It's your calling in life. Which was why, you just couldn't stay away, huh? Mmmmmmmm, just a few short years away, to rest the overused fuck hole you call your arse hole. Shit, I'm surprised it took you this long to come crawling back.

And you know what, I'm sorry for not being here to welcome you back, but I had a fossil to deal with. Namely, Beth Phoenix, the former Alpha of the entire women's ...

... division. Ooooooooh yeahhhhhhh, I spent the entire weekend, pounding that big fat arse of hers. But that's okay, because I hear that Bianca was too busy bumming Bayley to welcome you back properly. So I'm happy to do it, right here right now."

This was exactly the kind of thing that Cathy had come back for. To have another woman talk to her like she was just a piece of meat. Just a fuck toy. No, just a fuck hole, to be used. And last time she was here, Rhea Ripley was the best of the best, and it would be so easy to just go with the flow, and just let nature take its course.

However, it might feel like nothing had changed, but given that she had been watching the WWE ritualistically since she left, Cathy knew for a fact that Rhea had only recently regained her swagger. The question was, did she dare mention it? Because she knew what would happen if she did. But honestly? That's exactly what she wanted.

"Wait!" Cathy protested nervously.

"What?" Rhea frowned in confusion.

"Don't..." Cathy nervously began, before forcing out the next words, "Don't you need to ask Bianca's permission?"

"What?" Rhea repeated, her face momentarily turning red with embarrassment, before turning a darker shade of red with anger, "What the bloody hell did you just say?"

"Nothing!" Cathy squeaked automatically, before forcing herself to add, even as she spoke quickly, and averted her eyes, "It's just, Bianca is the champion, and the Alpha right now, right?"

For a few long seconds Rhea ...