Bad Interview - Sex Stories

Bad Interview

... just stared with murder in her eyes at the now cowering interviewer, before laughing, "You know what? I'm impressed."

"You are?" Cathy questioned nervously.

"Yeah, impressed. Ohhhhhhh yesssssssss, I didn't think you had it in you, Cath." Rhea grinned fondly, gently pulling Cathy's face upward, so they were looking eye to eye again, "There are so-called wrestlers in this company, male and female, who wouldn't dare to antagonize me, the way you just did. And for good reason, because if anyone heard that, I would definitely have to make an example out of them.

So, it's your lucky day. Mmmmmmm, I mean, I'm still going to beat that booty, but I was going to do that anyway. But now you've actually stood up to The Nightmare, I'll make it quick, and then will get to what you really want. Oooooooooh yeahhhhhhhh, a real woman destroying your shitter, like the anal whore you are."

"Thank you, Mistress Rhea." Cathy beamed in reply.

"You're very welcome, fuck hole." Rhea chuckled, before further rewarding Cathy with a surprisingly gentle kiss.

During Cathy's first time working for the company, she had spent her time in NXT, being passed around by whoever wanted her. But the last few months? She'd been the exclusive property of The Nightmare. Hell, when she got offered other projects, Cathy very nearly turned them down, and still quit her job with the WWE, so she could be the full-time anal bitch of Rhea Ripley.

Something she had spent every night since fantasizing ...

... about, even if she was sure she had made the right decision, given that her ass hole had only just recovered from the last time she was Rhea's favourite anal bitch. And that it only lasted a few months. Now she worried, and hoped, that she would never truly recover from the things that this Alpha female, and women like her, would do to her. Although she didn't think that much right now, as she was too busy making out with her former top.

"I was only topped once." Rhea abruptly confessed when she pulled away, adding swiftly afterwards, "That loss to Charlotte, that one time? It fucked me up real good. But now? That bitch is nowhere in sight, and Judgment Day? It runs Monday Night RAW. And me? I run the Judgment Day. So I don't give a shit what you've heard, or whose champion. I am the Alpha around here."

"If you say so." Cathy teased.

"Oh, you really are begging for it, huh?" Rhea laughed, even if she was beginning to run out of patience.

"Yes, Mistress Rhea." Cathy said in a soft, teasing tone.

Before Cathy could even consider pushing Rhea's buttons even more, she found her dress was being literally ripped from her body, almost causing her to protest. Then again, she really had kind of been asking for this, and it wasn't like she had bought a change of clothing, just in case this exact thing happened.

And honestly, it was wonderful to be desired so much, that she literally found her clothes being torn off of her body. She was then picked up and marched over to ...