“Bitch, you think you could ever please Master the way I can? You are seriously fucking delusional.” Charlotte hissed across the room at Alexa.
It had been going on for over an hour. Charlotte Flair and Alexis Bliss, once two strong and intimidating ladies of the WWE, were now in a heated argument about who would serve their shared Dom best when he returned home to them. The girls were each sifting through their closets in search of the perfect outfit to please their Master, John.
Charlotte wore a bright orange, lace babydoll and a white lace thong underneath. Her long blonde hair was tied up in a messy bun and her makeup was thick, black and smokey around her eyes. Her lips were a natural nude pink with a glossy finish and her french manicured fingernails pulled a pair of white shiny stilettos onto her feet.
“You don’t even know the things I do for him. Things you couldn’t even imagine doing.” Alexa had her bleached hair pulled tight into a clean ponytail and was wearing a thin layer of black eye liner. Her long eyelashes fluttered as she stared daggers at Charlotte. Her lips were painted bright red and she wore a tight red chemise to match. Her smooth tanned skin was lightened by the brightness of the shiny fabric and she wore a pair of strappy red stilettos that climbed up her calves. Alexa combed through her closet and pulled out a couple of outfits, setting them on the chair between the two ladies closets.
“For real, I’ve sucked him off for hours at a time, I have made him cum over and over into my mouth like you never could!” Charlotte said matter of factly as she admired her outfit in the mirror.
“You suck him? That’s it? Any bitch can suck a guy off, it takes a true sub to make a Master happy!” Alexa snapped her fingers in Charlotte’s face and pulled her chemise off in one smooth motion over her head. Her perky tits bounced free and she grabbed another outfit from her stack of choices. “A real sub makes her Master feel good, and makes sure he knows he is in control. I make Master John happy. I make sure he knows I will do absolutely anything, just for him. I make sure that he knows I’m his dirty little slut and I’ll do whatever it takes to be his number one.” Alexa grinned devilishly and disappeared behind the closet door.
“Oh, slut! Don’t you even think you will ever be his number one!” Charlotte spit across the room, shouting so Alexa could hear her behind the closet door. “I get on my knees every fucking night for him, making sure he has my mouth at his beck and call. He fucks my pretty little face and when I gag and choke he doesn’t bother to stop because he knows my mouth is his toy. Like a proper sub.”
Charlotte stripped her babydoll off and tossed it back into her closet. She kicked her shoes off and snatched an outfit from Alexa’s pile. She slipped on a royal purple teddy that hugged her muscular frame. The straps were thin and the lace was sheer, exposing her toned midsection as well as her hard, pointed nipples. She slipped a pair of white fishnet stockings up her thighs slowly and added a pair of violet, plastic, pointed toe wedge heels.
“It takes a lot more than just a long blowjob to be a number one sub to such a perfect Master.” Alexa hissed, emerging from the closet. “This is what a Master wants. A true, submissive slave that will bow to his any and every desire.” Alexa wore a tiny schoolgirl outfit complete with a green plaid mini skirt, white button up top tied in a knot between her breasts, a green tie falling down between her boobs and a pair of white cotton thigh high socks ending in shiny black heels.
Charlotte looked Alexa up and down and rolled her eyes. She waved her off and picked through her own closet again, looking for something to outdo her submissive opponent.
“Face it, Char. Master loves a real good girl, like me. I bend over for him and he spanks my firm little ass until I bruise. He whips me and beats me so good until I’m black and blue and then like a proper little slave girl I throw on some makeup until I know I look perfect for him.” Alexa winked and tilted her head in bratty condescension. “Now, when Master John comes back home tonight, I think we both know who he is going to take in the bedroom for the night.”
Charlotte’s cheeks reddened and her eyes narrowed as she stomped across the room to Alexa’s closet. She grabbed a handful of her outfits from her closet and threw them across the room in a fit of rage. Before Alexa could react, Charlotte wrapped her fingers around Alexa’s top and ripped it open. The fabric tore and was left in a tattered mess hanging around Alexa’s shoulders.
“You think you have what he wants?! You honestly think he could ever do to you the things that he does to me?” Charlotte screamed at Alexa, pushing her back onto the desk and against the wall and slipping her hands between Alexa’s legs. She slid a finger under Alexa’s skirt and it entered her smooth, shaven pussy without any resistance. “This dry cunt can’t ever please Master John. He needs a real woman, a real slave. Tight and wet and ready to fuck.”
“Don’t you mean ready to serve?” Alexa whimpered. “Well look at you, taking control, ripping me up. Forcing yourself into my taut pussy. Not very submissive, wouldn’t you say?” Alexa smiled sweetly, tilting her head again at Charlotte, awaiting her explosive reaction.
Charlotte pulled her finger from Alexa’s clenching pussy and backed away, ashamed. She huffed and wandered back to her closet to pick her next outfit that she hoped would outdo Alexa. She ripped through the hangers and pulled out a costume that she was sure would upstage the dirty little school girl to her right. She stripped off her teddy and kicked off her wedges, folding the stockings down over her knees and disposing of them into the back of her closet.
“You know, a real slave doesn’t just use her pussy and mouth to please her Master. That’s how a woman pleases a man, but a Master needs more.” Alexa pulled off her ripped top and tossed it onto the desk, adding the rest of the outfit along with it. “I let him use me in every way he could possibly want to use me. I give myself to him and every bit of me belongs to him. He uses my pretty mouth, my tight pussy, my supple ass, all of me. He knows he can smack me around all he wants, use me to lick his shoes clean, tie me down until I can’t move a muscle and leave me there as long as he wants because I’m just his little fuck toy ready to get used up and abused whenever he wants me.”
“Being a doll could never please Master John. It takes actual skill and effort, Bitch!” Charlotte hollered as she slipped on another outfit more fitting for her Masters return. She stepped out from her closet now wearing a tiny french maid costume. The short black dress was poofed out almost horizontally by a layered white crinoline and the elastic shoulders sat low on her upper arms, pushing up her ample cleavage. The white wrist gloves and sensible black stilettos accented the costume perfectly and her hair was now in a tight, neat bun on top of her head. She stood with her hands on her hips and stared at Alexa who had also just emerged in her newest outfit.
Alexa now wore a pale pink corset with white boning and a white satin bow placed at her cleavage. Her white sheer stockings climbed up her thighs with white bows at the tops. Her baby pink pumps accented her stockings and she had removed her red lipstick and exchanged it for a bubblegum pink, shimmering gloss. Her hair was still pulled into a tight blonde ponytail but she now wore fuzzy white cat ears.
“Master doesn’t need a useless doll. He needs a sub. A sub who can take everything he gives and more. I spread my pussy and let Master use me as he pleases. A real slave doesn’t take control and try to give pleasure. A real slave is pleasure.” Alexa flipped her ponytail and let out a subtle but audible ‘hmf’ as she turned away.
“You could never serve him the way I do. I know exactly what he needs and I give it to him. I suck that dick like my life depends on it and I bend over and take it in the ass like a good bitch! He just loves my tight ass and he knows I’ll ride him until he leaves a thick, juicy creampie inside this eager little hole!” Charlotte screamed, turning around and slapping her own firm ass. Alexa just scoffed and waved her off.
“Master puts a collar on this kitten and makes me crawl on the floor like an animal. He makes me his precious little girl and when he really wants an obedient slave, he always comes to me. I strip for him, I dance for him, and I give him what he wants. Everything he wants. I’ve seen him try to use you but you’re too damn useless and in control! I’m the obedient kitty Master needs to satisfy his dominance. I’m his number one, and always will be.” Alexa sat back on the desk, crossed one leg over the other and smirked.
Charlotte had had enough. She stormed over to Alexa and slammed her hands down on the desk, leaning in close to her nemesis. She forced Alexa backward until she was pressed against the wall.
“You don’t know how to satisfy. Not a man, and definitely not Master John. When he gets home, it’s me he takes into that bedroom and uses as his personal slave girl. Don’t you even think differently.” Charlotte spat venom as she spoke and her face krept closer and closer. Charlotte pulled the white glove from her hand and placed it on the desk next to Alexa’s thigh.
Alexa’s condescending grin pushed Charlotte over the edge and their lips met. They kissed hard and Charlotte’s hands crawled up Alexa’s thighs and her fingers pulled the white lace thong to the side. Her fingers felt the warm juices flowing down Alexa’s thighs and their tongues mingled together in an angry passion. Their bodies grew closer, grinding and writhing. Charlotte slipped her fingers deeper and deeper into Alexa and felt her tightness around her fingers clench. Wetness dripped down her wrist and she felt Alexa’s muscles squeeze around her. Charlotte twisted her tongue around hers and pressed her breasts hard against Alexa as she grabbed her ponytail.
Suddenly, heavy footsteps were heard thumping on the other side of the door. The doorknob creaked and the door swung open, a draft entering the room like an ominous wind. The women parted and snapped to attention. Alexa jumped off of the desk and they both dropped to their knees.
Alexa’s juices were dripping down her leg and her lipstick was smeared across her face. Her ponytail was messed up and tilted, her stockings had rolled down over her knees and her corset was twisted on her torso.
Charlotte’s dress sat awkwardly on her hips and one shoulder was pulled down, her left breast hanging over the top. Her neat bun now had strands pulled out and her hand was slick with Alexa’s pussy juice.
The door clicked closed and he stood in front of them, hovering over their submissive bodies as a skyscraper over two insignificant ants on the sidewalk. They both looked up at him, eyes wide, and spoke simultaneously.
“Master.”
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