WWE Fan Fiction ❯ Back in Your Place ❯ Back in Your Place ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: As the story features real life people I obviously don't own the characters. I certainly do not own the WWE. This is a work of fanfiction and will not be monetized in any way shape or form.

Content Warning(s):
-Sex
-Scat
-Angst
-Abuse
-Slavery
-Oral Sex
-Anal Sex
-Rimming
-Sex Toys
-Dom/Sub
-Fingering
-Blackmail
-Omorashi
-Titty Fuck
-Hypnotism
-Humiliation
-Praise Kink
-Convictions
-Vaginal Sex
-Lesbian Sex
-Manipulation
-Verbal Abuse
-Brainwashing
-Sexual Abuse
-Body Worship
-Rape/Non-con
-Sexual Slavery
-Physical Abuse
-Slave & Master
-BDSM Elements
-Verbal Humiliation
-Learned Obedience
-Psychological Abuse
-Partially Clothed Sex
-Questionable Consent
-Verbal Humiliation Kink
-Dead Dove: Do Not Eat
-Unhealthy Relationships
-Rape/Non-con Elements
-Titty & Pussy Spanking(s)
-Forced to Wear Diapers/Pullups
-Archaic Tradition Based Practices
-Slave Training/Breaking in a Slave
-Mixture of Realistic and Unrealistic Sex
-Caution: Dead Dove Do Not Eat (Ending)
Additional Content Warning(s):
-Fisting
-Finger-jobs
-Anal Fisting
-Vaginal Fisting
-Lima Syndrome
-Overstimulation
-Semi Public Sex
-Multiple Orgasms
-Stockholm Syndrome
-Submissive Nikki Bella
-Dominant Charlotte Flair

Title: Back in Your Place
Author: xoShimautaxo

Nikki took a moment to just breathe before knocking on the door of Charlotte's hotel room. She had been dethroned and now it was time to face the music. She knew what would be expected of her today. It was a time honored tradition in the WWE Divas Division that a losing champion, become the slave of the woman who booted her from the coveted throne.

A slave of both the non-sexual and sexual variety. Until the champion who had successfully made her a former champion, became a former champion herself. It's a long way to the top of any division in the promotion, and it's just as much of a long way back down.

Charlotte wouldn't be the first woman Nikki was a slave for since joining the WWE, and there was a very real possibility she wouldn't be the last woman either. Since Stephanie McMahon's debut in the late 1990s, every woman who worked in the promotion regardless of their job; was a slave to the Head Honcho's daughter and that wouldn't be changing any time soon, so there was at least one woman; that both she and Charlotte would be answering to after today, whilst on equal footing.

It was less comforting than it should be. Everyone knew what to expect from Stephanie McMahon; when she decided to really step into the role of slave master to remind you of your place. Just as everyone knew that you were best off never giving her reason to feel the need to put you in your place.

Because Stephanie was ruthless, but she loved all of her slaves and made sure they knew it after every session; by giving them back the bulk of their freedom. So much of it in fact that you even forgot you were her slave at all. She treated them as extensions of herself, taking it upon herself to make them the very best that they could be.

Nikki had long grown accustomed to being Stephanie's slave. On most days she even enjoyed it. On some days the security that she was one of Stephanie's slaves, was even the only thing that kept her going; as she knew she could always approach the older woman if she needed anything at all, and Stephanie would be her anchor, her rock.

Whether that anything was a mental health check; or something material such as clothing, or immaterial such as the warm affection that comes with a hug, a pat on the shoulder, head, or hand; or a kiss to the forehead or cheek. Stephanie could always, without fail, be counted on to be there for her slaves.

Charlotte on the other hand was an overconfident asshole who considered herself above every other woman in the WWE, likely even the McMahon women, just because her dad is Nature Boy Ric Flair. She had no respect for any of her peers. If any of them got injured during matches with her she never assumed a shred of responsibility, even when it was clear that she was the one at fault.

Charlotte also hated female wrestlers who didn't come from a wrestling background and made sure they knew it. Not in any way that would make it obvious to the management of course. The younger woman was excellent at wordplay. She was scarily good at throwing passive aggressive scathing insults at them amidst borderline sarcastic backhanded compliments.

So yes, Nikki was definitely not looking forward to being Charlotte's slave. Even so she had already followed the younger woman's orders. Traditions are traditions. Rules are rules. Nikki had no choice. Not if she wanted to stay in the WWE.

The text that Charlotte had sent her as a summons included a list of orders. Nikki had told herself to suck it up and followed them all. Her body was clean shaven and her pussy and ass were both thoroughly prepped with lube, the latter also stuffed with a chain of anal beads. The bushy fluffy white bunny rabbit tail attached to the end of the anal bead chain was sticking out of a hole in a pair of adult pullups which she had humiliatingly been ordered to wear.

Outside of the pullups Nikki had arrived in just a black trenchcoat and matching knee high socks and sneakers. With one final deep inhale and exhale Nikki steeled herself and knocked.

Charlotte opened the door ten seconds later and tugged her into the room by the right hand with a too tight grip. After closing the door the other woman pinned her to it with a rough slam; claiming Nikki's mouth in a kiss that was overloaded with tongue work and spit, while she worked at the sash and zipper of Nikki's trenchcoat. Nikki whimpered and whined as Charlotte all but fed her a whole meal's worth of her saliva as she ravished her mouth. It flowed down her throat in mostly thick, gooey slimey too warm doses; that she could swear she could feel settle like molten lava in her belly.

The younger woman's tongue, thicker and longer than Nikki's own quickly bullied hers into submission. Unwittingly little moans of pleasure started to escape her, as the gorgeous blond's prodigious tongue mapped out and conquered every inch of her mouth. A chain of saliva kept them connected when Charlotte finally broke the kiss.

Nikki breathed raggedly as she tried; to recover the air that Charlotte had stolen from her with her dominating kiss. She sagged a little against the door, looking up at the other woman somewhat glassy-eyed. Charlotte kissed like a succubus in heat.

"Haha, you're so easy." Charlotte declared with a chuckle, the chain of saliva keeping them connected finally snapping.

It formed a sheer transparent trail from Nikki's mouth, down her chin and neck to her chest; where it came to an end a little ways down between the valley of her breasts.

On her end Charlotte had been left with a tiny threadbare piece of it, which she sucked in and spat back out onto Nikki's face with a little extra, nailing the brunette on the bridge of her nose, her eyelids, and her forehead with the stuff; as the glob splattered upon impact.

"To think you put up such a tough unbreakable big girl act during your title reign." The blond reached down and finally divested the brunette of her trenchcoat, before grabbing the smaller woman by her silky mane and dragging her over to the appropriately queen sized bed, laughing openly at her newly won slave's token struggle to get out of her grip.

The older woman was so weak, that Charlotte wasn't even using a tenth of her strength; for the vice-like hold she kept on her beautiful tresses as she dragged her. It was unforgivably pathetic.

"Today, I'm going to show you what a real woman is." She informed the former champion; as she sent her flying onto the bed like a rag-doll.

"Consider yourself lucky peasant. You've done nothing to deserve it, but you've gotten the attention of a queen. And this queen, is going to continue showing you your place. Beneath her. Begging for her mercy." Charlotte walked away from Nikki temporarily, to retrieve something the other woman had considered very special. The Divas Championship Title Belt. The so called grandest prize for females in the WWE.

"You and your predecessors all acted so proud of this thing. Of being allowed the 'honor' and 'privilege' of chasing it, challenging for it, especially of being the woman to wear it around your waist or shoulders." She ranted sarcastically; as she made her way back to the bed and the older woman still struggling to recover her breath; from the marathon kiss Charlotte had put her through.

It was a balm to her soul that Nikki had unconsciously repositioned herself after she landed on the bed. In such a way, that she was prostrated with her eyes tracking Charlotte's every move. Her arms relaxed at her sides, and her legs spread just shy of eagle putting her pullup clad privates on display.

In what was probably an unintentional, but nevertheless beautiful, display of subconscious invitation; for a big bad powerful cheetah to come dominate the wannabe fierce and fearless lioness, try-hard little tough girl; living not too deep down within her, into complete and total submission. Charlotte was all too happy to oblige the former champion. Truly it would be her pleasure.

"You know what this thing is Nikki?" Charlotte asked the other woman rhetorically, as she dangled the Divas Championship Title Belt before her predecessor's eyes, smirking as Nikki's gaze followed it as it swayed back and forth as though it were a tool for hypnotism; that she was quickly losing a fight to if the foggy state of her brown orbs was any indication.

"This is nothing. Its existence means nothing. It's not even good enough to be a joke. It makes a mockery of women wrestlers everywhere." Charlotte didn't hide her anger and hatred for the championship she currently held, and certainly didn't hold back her disdain for both it and its past champions.

"Maybe so." Nikki retorted, nearly breathless even now. "But it's all we have." She stated, tears welling up in her eyes.

"I'm not. Ashamed. To have held it. Proud to have had it the longest." She declared, her eyes shuttering as she willed the tears away.

"My feelings won't change Charlotte. No matter what you say or do." She vowed, and Charlotte was inwardly proud of her for the determination that flooded her pretty orbs.

Something that was definitely undeniable about the Divas Championship; was that though the title-belt and the women who chased after, contested for, and held it; were little more than filler on WWE programming and at WWE events for people to take bathroom breaks, there were some women who had definitely elevated it; through hard work sweat blood and tears, to the point it had at least a small amount of legitimacy by now. Nikki was definitely one of those women.

But it nevertheless angered Charlotte that any woman had ever felt proud of having settled for the top prize of the division being such an unworthy title. Their personal growth as wrestlers, as people; certainly, but the title-belt and everything that chasing it, contesting for it, and holding it entailed? Never.

The moment she'd set eyes on Nikki Bella and seen how proudly she pranced about as a women's champion who didn't even hold a women's title-belt, Charlotte had made it her mission to dethrone the other woman as quickly as possible, and elevate it higher than ever before. Elevate it so much and so thoroughly; that the only choice for the WWE's top brass, would be to retire it and replace it with a new Women's Championship.

And not one that would share in the equally embarrassing history of the previous Women's Championship either. A fresh one. One for real women wrestlers. Not a bunch of valets, escorts, and life size Barbie dolls who couldn't wrestle their way out of a paper bag.

Charlotte took a good hard look at Nikki and wondered if the woman would be among the ones who got to chase, challenge, and hold the new Women's Championship. Charlotte fully intended to be its inaugural champion.

She had plenty of clout backstage to bully her way into the position. And she had no intentions of losing it when she did. Not unless she had to vacate it due to an injury that would keep her on the shelf for six months or longer. If possible not until it was being pried from her cold dead hands.

Nikki's body was undoubtedly exhausted from the taxing task of being a champion for three hundred days. Charlotte had heard rumors through the grapevine; that the brunette was even suffering from neck issues. There was admittedly a lot to admire about Nikki's drive during her lengthy reign. She was clearly nothing like she had been when she'd previously lucked her way into that same position.

She had really shown some growth on the microphone and in the ring; had managed to set herself apart from her twin sister quite nicely, without losing the ability to fall back on the brand she had built with her if necessary. A brand that had flourished a little more with every day of Nikki's reign that passed. So credit where credit is due. Nikki Bella was one hell of a woman. But all of this just made Charlotte want to break her, to subjugate her, even more.

Nikki stared back at her while Charlotte had her fill of gazing upon the older woman. The determination in her eyes bled away, but didn't completely fade, and eventually Nikki raised one eyebrow at her in question. With a smirk she gave the brunette a few gentle pats on the cheek. Her slave would learn her place soon enough, Charlotte would ensure it personally.

"We'll see how long you maintain that stance peasant." A light slap to the same cheek, and a much harsher one to the other; which nearly snapped the older woman's head to the other side, far enough that something in her neck was doubtlessly just saved from cracking, fracturing, or worst of all out right breaking; but not quite; was how she chose to punish the Bella twin for the audacity to try and rush her with her silently raised question.

She placed the Divas Championship Title Belt on Nikki's body, laying it vertically on her chest. The thing was one of the smaller ones currently active in the WWE, but Nikki was so petite that the length of it covered her from neckline to abdomen. The centerpiece of it was a fair bit wider than Nikki's waistline, and thus the outline of the butterfly on it stuck out at either side of her where it rested just under her perky little breasts.

She took note of the fact the brunette's nipples were hard. No doubt the result of the centralized automatic air conditioning that kept the room at a constantly cool temperature; that was more in the range of chilly for most people. She opted to ignore them for the time being, storing numerous plans for them in the recesses of her mind for later. After all the day was still quite young.

Moving away again, but only just slightly this time, she opened the robe she wore and shrugged it off. After it hit the floor she kicked off her slippers. Now nude as the day she was born she climbed onto the bed and stood over Nikki.

"I'll reiterate. That beloved Divas Championship Title Belt of yours that I unfortunately get to call mine for the foreseeable future is worth nothing. This is what I think of your precious top prize for a complete joke of a division of female wrestlers." Without hesitation or mercy she started urinating on both the brunette and the strap she and many others had relished the existence of.

Nikki made token sounds of protest as Charlotte's golden shower rained. It was far from her first time being on the receiving end of one, and while the force of flow and speed of it was surprising, more surprising was the fact it truly seemed endless. How much had the other woman had to drink to produce results that left Nikki feeling like she was under the deluge of a waterfall?

After deeming Nikki's chest and the strap thoroughly soaked, Charlotte moved up and down her frame targeting other parts of her body. Nikki closed her eyes and mouth as her face was pissed on. Charlotte temporarily stopped urinating, because that simply would not do.

"Mouth open peasant, don't shy away from your queen's urine. Unlike that strap you love so much it's a real prize and I want you to savor it. Do you hear me?!" Nikki initially ignored the younger woman's demand, letting out an angered hiss at the blond's continued slander towards the grandest prize for females in their wrestling promotion, but her defiance lasted for such a fleeting amount of time; that she may as well have never bothered.

A light kick to the left side of her head actually ended up righting something in her neck, and allowed her to straighten her head fully, unintentionally addressing whatever it was that had gone wrong after the harsh blow she'd received to her right cheek earlier. But when that same foot was pressed to the center of her collar-bones, and the toes of it began to dig into the flesh of her neckline she'd opened her mouth before Charlotte had even really applied any pressure, just made the threat.

Nikki wasn't a coward, honest to the gods she wasn't. But the rumors about Nikki's physical condition circulating through the grapevine were true, especially the rumors about her neck. Nikki had been given a prognosis that didn't look good. If she wasn't careful she could very well see an early end to her career. She needed surgery. Possibly unknown to Charlotte this one fact was the primary reason why The McMahons had decided to crown a new Diva's Champion.

Of course with a legacy like Ric Flair's behind her Charlotte was destined for greatness and for constant push by the WWE after her main roster call up, but said push on the main roster wouldn't have happened this soon if Nikki wasn't so damaged. Hence her near immediate submission in the face of a threat to harm her neck.

Given how much of an asshole Charlotte was, Nikki wouldn't have been surprised if the younger woman had gone through with the implied threat that came with her foot's placement, but the look on Charlotte's face as she took a very slow and steady deliberate piss in Nikki's mouth made her feel like maybe she'd misjudged the blond somehow.

The look wasn't smug, the other woman wasn't internally crooning at having made her give in on this so easily. It just was what it was. While she clearly knew about Nikki's physical condition there were apparently actual limits to how far she'd go to using that knowledge to her advantage. A tiny shred of mutual respect formed; and ebbed and flowed between them over this, as Nikki swallowed mouthful after mouthful of Charlotte's urine to avoid choking on or half drowning in it.

The younger woman's piss smelled surprisingly pleasant. It also tasted pretty nice; mostly of orange and alcohol. Nikki wondered at the blond's tolerance because Charlotte didn't seem the slightest bit inebriated, but must've consumed a lot of orange juice and beer and/or wine for her urine to carry the flavors so distinctly and for her to still have so much urine in her to dish out.

Charlotte might not have been affected by the alcohol she'd consumed, but Nikki herself felt at least slightly under the influence of some, because normally she'd never react to a golden shower the way she was now.

The brunette didn't have some secret kink for golden showers. She'd never found them particularly arousing and she'd never once found them soothing or comforting. She was aware that it was a possibility though. That there were some people in the world who liked golden showers precisely because they found them soothing or comforting. She just never expected to ever be one of those people. Especially when taking one under severe duress.

But for whatever reason she was this time. As she lay there pliantly more or less surrounded by the stuff as it soaked into everything including her socks, pullups, and hair; while practically wolfing it down, as her successor very intentionally more or less fed her a supply of it that seemed like it would never diminish; she only briefly wondered where the real her had gone, and what was happening to her.

A switch in her brain seemed to have been flipped because between one blink and the next she no longer cared. She felt that buzz in every inch of her flesh that usually comes only when you've had the perfect amount of alcohol with a five course meal at a five star restaurant. The alcohol laced urine was washing away all of the tension and worries she carried and it scared her a little that the thought of thanking Charlotte for such treatment actually crossed her mind.

They remained that way for what could have been several hours for all that Nikki cared, but the golden shower did indeed end and the fact daylight was still peeking in through the blinds of the windows and balcony doors in the hotel room informed her that not very long could have passed at all.

"Still proud of this thing?" Charlotte asked her, dangling the now urine soaked Divas Championship Title Belt before her. Nikki defiantly nodded affirmatively.

"Say it out loud slave!" Charlotte commanded, as urine leaked onto Nikki's already soiled body from the strap.

"Yes! Yes, I'm proud of it!" Nikki exclaimed, but her voice didn't carry the conviction it had before the golden shower fiasco.

Nikki cursed the exhausted state of her current physical condition; as she internalized her frustration over not being able to make it clear that the Divas Championship Title Belt and all it stood for was in fact worth something.

"We'll come back to this argument later." Charlotte temporarily conceded, throwing the strap at the headboard of the bed where it bounced off onto the pillows below.

Lowering herself into a kneeling position next to Nikki she grabbed the pullups she'd made the other woman wear to their rendezvous and pulled them off the brunette. Rolling them up she took aim and successfully tossed them into the waste-basket by the door to the attached bathroom of her hotel room. She then grabbed Nikki's legs and pinned them down at either side of her head.

"Raise your head for me slave." She ordered, and carefully repositioned the brunette's legs so that her ankles served as a cushion for the older woman's neck, and her feet as a pillow for the back of her skull, with her hair fanned out upon the mattress around her head and legs when Nikki obeyed her.

One might mistake this for an act of kindness, but it wasn't, not really. Nikki would soon feel an uncomfortable burn in her legs from them being in such a position. Charlotte on the other hand gained access to all of the parts of Nikki she wanted access to by positioning her this way.

Her face with her already so delightfully obedient mouth. Her perky little tits, which Charlotte was going to have a great deal of fun with. Her anal beads stuffed ass, with its bushy fluffy white bunny rabbit tail. And of course her pussy, which along with the rest of Nikki, was still wet with traces of Charlotte's urine that hadn't yet dried. The droplets of it looked like a substitute for pubic hair on that particular area of Nikki's clean shaven skin.

Its lips shined under the light of the chandelier hanging dead center above the bed they were on, glossy with lube; something Nikki had evidently gone a little overboard with, as some of it gushed out from between her nether lips from just a gentle press against them.

Charlotte brought the lube tipped finger to her mouth and had a taste; a Cheshire grin blooming on her face at having confirmation that Nikki had used edible blackberry flavored lube, just as she'd instructed. Her slave was such a good little lioness. Charlotte should reward her pet shouldn't she? Hm. After pumping the now clean finger in her mouth; in and out of the channel at the back of her throat for a minute or so, Charlotte finally removed her finger from her mouth with a light pop.

Smiling wickedly at her slave she began sensually teasing the flesh between Nikki's nether lips with her saliva drenched digit, coaxing the older woman's peach open in a way that was clearly too slow for the brunette; as the smaller woman whimpered, whined, moaned, and then started begging her prettily for more within the first five minutes.

Charlotte scratched gently, but with plenty of intent; at Nikki's urethra and the pearl of her clitoris, continuing her teasing, and lowered her head onto Nikki's chest; to take her left nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the nub and delivering light but purposeful scrapes to it with her teeth between sucking on it.

In addition to this, she brought her free hand up to Nikki's right breast and started playing with it. She smacked the perky little tit with varying degrees of force; drawing some lovely sounds from her slave at varying degrees of volume that were music to her ears. She felt like she was listening to her favorite playlist in her car on her way to an arena or stadium for an episode of RAW or Smackdown, or a Pay Per View.

The brunette was so responsive. A delight that Charlotte was going to enjoy as often as possible moving forward.

She switched from smacking the older woman's right breast, to tugging the nipple this way and that and slicing at the hardened peak with the sharp edge of her thumbnail, and bit down quite hard on the nipple she kept captive in her mouth making Nikki scream; and with a very deliberate hard pinch to the pearl of her clitoris she pushed the other woman over the edge.

Nikki saw stars as she came, releasing one great flood of pussy juice in multiple back to back waves as Charlotte continued to stimulate her. The blond pinched the pearl of Nikki's clitoris a few more times, pressed at her urethra again and again with escalating force; and softly dragged her fingers through Nikki's juices as she rode out her orgasm.

When Nikki opened her eyes after coming back down from the high; it was to the sight of Charlotte sitting beside her, lapping at the fingers of the hand; that had been busy working away at some of the various parts of her peach.

The younger woman's other hand was still playing with her right breast, sensually tracing circles on her areola, invoking a flood of pleasure in the fibers within that was of course going straight to Nikki's pussy. The nipple was rock hard and both it and the areola, were flushed a deep red from the smacking around Charlotte had treated the breast as a whole to. Her left nipple, which Charlotte had finally released from her devilish mouth, was covered in teeth indentations and had fully hardened again in the chill from the air conditioning.

The thing was standing at attention practically begging for more of Charlotte's twisted affection regardless of what form it might take. If Nikki hadn't felt like a slut before, seeing how naturally her body went about making itself inviting for the other woman certainly did the trick.

She practically gagged when Charlotte winked at her, soiled her hand further by running it through Nikki's juices again, gave her a mean girl smile that would make the Queen Bee of a clique of high school senior popular chicks; or the Leader of a college sorority on initiation night, jealous as all hell, and thrust all of those soiled fingers into Nikki's mouth save for the thumb.

Drooling around the younger woman's thick digits, Nikki's eyes shuttered and tears welled up in their corners, as she struggled to relax her mouth and throat muscles enough; to accommodate the finger fucking her successor sought to deliver unto her orifice. The sounds that Nikki made as Charlotte finger fucked her mouth and throat were absolutely filthy, and the younger woman couldn't get enough of them. But she knew that this alone would not make Nikki orgasm.

Abandoning Nikki's right breast the blond used her other hand, to abuse her slave's left breast even more than she had abused the right one. She rolled the nipple between her index and middle finger; playing at kindness, before she used them to squeeze it hard, and then tug it just as harshly in all directions; making Nikki scream around the thrusting digits in her mouth from pleasure pain.

Said scream and all the ones that followed were mostly muffled. Charlotte squeezed and scratched at the tit's areola between smacking the perky thing around; using enough force that when she finally stopped and pulled her hand from Nikki's mouth; allowing an opening for the brunette to temporarily choke on her own drool before swallowing it down with some difficulty, amidst ragged breaths as she struggled to regain the air she had lost during Charlotte's latest assault on her mouth; the older woman's left breast was a deep purple rather than any shade of red.

"No more..." Nikki pleaded with her weakly, voice barely above a whisper.

"No more what?" Charlotte asked, using the hand that she'd been finger fucking her predecessor's mouth and throat with to squeeze the lesser abused of the older woman's breasts. Her other hand she brought to her slave's peach and finally began to lavish it with the form of attention Nikki had begged her so prettily to earlier.

"Please stop touching my breasts, it hurts!" Nikki answered, her exclamation lacking energy. Charlotte used the index and middle finger she had wormed into Nikki's vagina to search around for the older woman's anterior fornix.

"I'm not finished with those yet peasant, not by a long shot, but fine. I'll give them a rest." She told the brunette as she hunted.

Nikki whimpered out a meek thank you, doing a full body shudder at the mere thought of Charlotte abusing her breasts again in the near future.

Then she howled in pleasure, her fingers scrambling for purchase on the bed-sheets as her arms and especially the hands attached to them; failed to stay still for the first time since she had been thrown on the bed to be used like the sex toy her newly obtained status as Charlotte's slave marked her for.

Charlotte smiled smugly at the results of finding what she'd been looking for, and attacked the older woman's A-spot with gusto for a little over a minute relishing the sounds that kept flowing from Nikki, before inserting her ring finger into the mix and seeking out the brunette's G-spot too. There aren't good enough words in the English language to describe the sound Nikki made the first time Charlotte managed to stimulate her A-spot and G-spot at the same time.

Entirely too pleased with herself, the blond lowered her head to Nikki's peach, and wrapped her mouth around the older woman's urethra; licking and sucking on it, grazing it with the sharp edges of her teeth, and chewing on it with her gums and the backs of her aforementioned teeth. She used the hand she was not finger fucking Nikki's pussy with; to slowly pull the chain of anal beads she'd made her slave stuff herself with, out of her anus. After pulling the final bead out she pulled away from Nikki completely to admire her work.

Nikki's body shook as she whined in frustration from the sudden end to all her pleasure. Her hands turned to fists that punched the mattress under them in protest as she actually began to weep like some sex addict suffering from sex withdrawal.

Her nose had also started running, thin trails of blood-laced snot coming to a stop on the upper lip of the former champion's mouth, but Nikki sniffled hard, sucking them back up just enough that they never tipped over into her mouth. A mouth that Nikki promptly began to use to shamelessly beg her to continue once she registered that Charlotte was done touching her for the time being.

Nikki's anus was agape and under the lighting from the chandelier centered above the bed she could see the pink and red insides of it perfectly. The walls of it twitched as though in distress at needing something, but having nothing; to squeeze and caress.

Her slave's peach was an especially gorgeous sight to behold. The brunette's urethra was swollen and twitched like it might start spraying urine at any moment. The pearl of her clitoris was even more swollen and seemed to be at the end of its tolerance levels for stimulation before giving the signal to the rest of Nikki's body that the time for orgasm had come. The entrance to Nikki's vagina was still as open as it had become when Charlotte's fingers had been inside it; as though her hole was waiting for the next assault and unwilling to return to a relaxed state.

Then there were Nikki's abused perky little tits. They'd been cute before. Charlotte had made them beautiful with her harsh treatment. Perfection. Complete and total perfection. That's what Nikki Bella was reduced to her current state. Charlotte fetched her cellphone and started taking pictures, all the while thinking of how she could expand the perfection before her.

When Nikki calmed down enough to notice Charlotte was taking pictures of her in her naked state and all her sexually abused glory (or lack there of glory rather) she started yelling at the younger woman, at least until she seemed to realize she was in no position to make demands and instead started to beg Charlotte not to share the photos with anyone.

"I can get behind that." Charlotte said, returning to the brunette's side without her cellphone, but instead a box that she placed near some of Nikki's fanned out hair. "If you agree to be my slave hereafter even if the time comes that someone dethrones me."

"What? Those aren't the rules." Nikki remarked, a little bit of the woman she had fooled herself into believing she was, coming back to the surface.

"Nikki, honey, my dear sweet peasant. I make the rules in this division now. Remember that." Charlotte chuckled in amusement as she searched the box for some things.

"I'll go to Stephanie about this." Nikki threatened, but Charlotte just laughed louder, practically guffawing as she dropped first a pair of nipple clamps on Nikki's stomach, and then, suggestively; a vibrator between Nikki's breasts in a vertical position.

"You could go to Linda if you wanted and it wouldn't do you any good. There's a standing agreement between me and the McMahons since I came of age that when I got to the big leagues in WWE I'd be the one taking over for Stephanie as the Grand Slave Master. You and every other woman here except for Stephanie and Linda will answer to me soon enough. You and I just get to start early my little lioness." Charlotte leaned over and started to clean her face with some baby-wipes, as she told her of the fate that awaited her, and every other female presently in WWE, and future employed by the promotion during Charlotte's tenure in it.

"You're joking. You have to be." Nikki said, both unable; and more importantly, unwilling to believe that.

"Fortunately for me, and indeed unfortunately for you, I am one hundred percent serious." Charlotte prevented Nikki from saying whatever she might have to say after that by claiming her mouth for another long and dominating kiss.

Nikki's eyes were glassy again when the younger woman broke away. "You are mine. The sooner you accept that the better things will be between us." She told her slave with an exasperated sigh.

"So what have you been doing when Stephanie calls upon you for slave service?" Nikki asked after a brief silence, wincing as Charlotte grabbed one of the nipple clamps off her stomach and attached it to her left nipple. The pinch wasn't the harshest she'd experience from nipple clamps, but with how tender her breast was it definitely hurt like a bitch.

"Training of course. She's never called on me for sexual services. She and Mae Young and dear old Moolah have all trained me for this eventuality, as have several other women. Since I was in my late teens. It's destiny. I always go around saying I was born and bred for this business. That's because I was. And not just the wrestling side of it." Charlotte answered her while attaching the second nipple clamp and the connecting chain, drawing a sharp cry of pleasure pain from her slave when she grabbed the center of the chain and gave it a few light tugs.

"Unbelievable." Nikki muttered after catching her bearings when Charlotte stopped to simply admire the sight of Nikki's thoroughly abused breasts in the nipple clamps. They were iron and leather wrapped silicone with a weight of just shy of three pounds and painted royal blue. Nikki was a queen's slave and everyone should know it, starting with Nikki herself.

"I've got work for you peasant. I'm going to slide this vibrator up and down between your breasts. I want you to titty fuck this vibrator for me like you would a real dick." After pointing at the vibrator she'd previously placed between Nikki's tits, the younger woman took a moment to modify the position of Nikki's arms; so that Nikki could grab her own breasts and do as she'd been told.

"I don't have to listen to you." Nikki said, feeling defiant in the face of what she learned rather than defeated.

"You don't want to test me Nikki, you really don't." Charlotte told her predecessor warningly, staring her down.

Nikki played tough, knowing that if she submitted to Charlotte hereafter it would be for good. There simply wouldn't be a turning back. There would be punishments if she ever dared to defy the younger woman again after officially submitting herself to her. Charlotte tugged at the connecting chain of the clamps with one hand and brought her other hand down in a rough spank to Nikki's peach.

The pleasure pain invoked by both actions repeated itself for a long while; Charlotte tugging harder on the connecting chain of the clamps and spanking Nikki's pussy viciously, until it was just as purple as her left breast. The abuse from the nipple clamp on the brunette's right breast; saw to it that it too was a brilliant purple by the time Nikki reached an unwanted orgasm, at which point Charlotte finally let up on her torment of the other woman.

"Fuck!" Nikki cursed in ecstasy as a second orgasm ran through her.

"I forgot what it was like to cum this much." She murmured between sobs as she spilled a venerable lake's worth of juices not just from her pussy, but from her ass too, the stimulation to her A-spot from earlier catching up with her.

Charlotte buried her face in Nikki's spread butt-cheeks and ate the older woman out until she was thoroughly clean of every drop of ass-cream. She licked her lips and turned her attention to Nikki's abused peach namely her twitching urethra. "You look like you need to piss my little lioness." She said matter of factly.

"Don't touch me there. Don't!" Nikki's demand went unobliged, her successor flicked her urethra with her finger nails; until Nikki's eyes rolled partially back into her skull from the initial pleasure pain that erupted within her; when she finally started to urinate, and the immense feeling of relief that followed as her bladder finally emptied.

She didn't register that she was urinating into Charlotte's mouth; until she came back from the high of the relief of finally being free from the edge of necessity to pee, to the feel of her urethra being sucked on. Even when she looked down and had confirmation that Charlotte was indeed the person doing it she was still shocked. For someone she had perceived to be such a bitch Charlotte was an incredibly giving dominant.

"That was delicious. You had pineapple for breakfast." The younger woman commented on her urine, after detaching herself from Nikki's snatch entirely.

"Why are you so giving? I thought you wanted to make me submit." Nikki asked the blond.

"And you think you're not going to by the end of the day?" Charlotte countered, tugging at the connecting chain of the nipple clamps Nikki still wore again, lightly this time, she was only making a point.

"You can pretend for as long as you need to, but you came here with your mind already made up didn't you?" She grabbed the vibrator that had been abandoned in the face of needing to deal with Nikki's defiance and turned it on.

Gently she ran the head of the toy up and down the plain of Nikki's upper body paying a little bit of extra attention to each dip she encountered on the lightly muscled frame, and drawing a laugh from the brunette when she pressed the head to her bellybutton and let it loiter there for a time.

Nikki grit her teeth forcing herself to stop laughing as she considered Charlotte's question. It was partially true. Nikki had resolved to accept her punishment and be Charlotte's slave until her successor was dethroned, but she never planned to enjoy it. Especially not as much as she already has, and the day wasn't even half gone. The revelation that this tenure of slavery wouldn't be coming to an end though, shook Nikki to her core.

"Treat me like the slave I'm supposed to be." Nikki told the younger woman with conviction. "This, all of it, it's been a little too loving for comfort. I don't want to get the wrong idea about what you and I are going to be in this arrangement."

"That's what you're worried about? That I won't love you?" Charlotte asked, stunned. "What kind of monster do you think I am?"

"Honestly, I've always thought you were an overconfident asshole who thinks she's better than everyone else, just because her father's Ric Flair." Nikki replied, wanting to take it back the moment she saw hurt bleed into Charlotte's expression at the answer she'd received, only to be quickly hidden behind a veneer of cold detachment.

"Of course I believe that I'm better than everyone else. That's because I know I am. Genetically superior to every female athlete that has come before me and every single one that will come after me. Born and bred for this business." Charlotte gave Nikki her usual spiel and Nikki glared at her.

"You called me a peasant. Repeatedly. Don't call that love." The brunette admonished the younger woman, only to cry out in pleasure pain; when Charlotte shoved the entire length of the vibrator she had forgotten was even on her person, into her vagina in one swift slide.

"I may be superior to you all, but that doesn't mean you won't all have a special place in my heart as we settle into the new arrangements. I told you earlier. This queen is going to continue showing you your place. That place is beneath me. Begging for my mercy. That doesn't mean you'll be begging me for mercy because I've abused you too much. I love how responsive you are, to both pain and pleasure, but the best is how you respond to combinations of both. If I want anything from you it's to see you so overwhelmed with pleasure pain that you have no choice, but to beg me for mercy." - (Charlotte)

"That's what the majority of our time together will come down to when it's sexual slavery that I seek from you. The rest of the time you're probably going to feel smothered by how much affection I'll lavish upon you." Charlotte tried to explain herself, but Nikki wasn't really paying attention given the combination of pleasure pain she was experiencing; as the younger woman went about fucking her pussy with the vibrator on its maximum vibration setting.

The brunette was soon reduced to a moaning and whimpering mess as the blond delivered swift deep thrusts in an out of her hole with the vibrating toy. The pleasure pain was so good that Nikki saw stars again when she came with a loud cry of Charlotte's name.

"You take issue with me verbally humiliating you, but your body responds so beautifully to it. Tell me Nikki, do you hate it or do you secretly like it? I think we both know the answer, but... will you admit it?" Charlotte prompts the older woman after the slave comes down from the high of her latest orgasm.

"I... I... I guess... I like it a little... Maybe..." Nikki gets out with difficulty, her self doubt evident.

"And if I used even crueler words to satisfy your verbal humiliation kink, would it bother you?" Charlotte asked, pretending to let Nikki reach her own conclusion, but the reality was; she had already manipulated the brunette into believing she had always been into verbal humiliation, by planting the seeds with subtext in her wordplay since Nikki arrived at her hotel room, since the text she'd used as a summons even.

"I... I'm not sure... I guess there's no real way to know... Not unless you check in with me on if it bothers me after doing your worst." Nikki said, her brain ached from thinking too hard about the matter.

"After doing my worst huh, okay then." Charlotte smirked to herself while Nikki wasn't looking at her, making a mental note to never check in with the brunette about this again.

Nikki truly was too easy. If she didn't know that neither of them were natural blonds, just women who sometimes dyed their hair blond she'd think Nikki was a stereotypical dumb blond masquerading as an intelligent brunette. It should have been easy to realize she had sealed her fate by leaving it at Charlotte's discretion when she checked in with the older woman about the kink again; instead of deciding on a when herself.

"If you're ready to stop putting on your tough chick token acts of defiance now; we can get on with officially establishing who you are and who I am. I told you who I am already. I am your... your what Nikki?" The newest Diva's Champion verbally nudged her predecessor with a teasing lilt in her voice.

"Go on darling, you can say it. Loud and proud for the world." The endearment Charlotte threw in, went straight to the side of Nikki's tired brain that thrived on them, her face going tomato red of its own volition.

As Nikki looked up at her with that bright blush still on her face, and opened her mouth to confirm the place Charlotte would have in her life moving forward; Charlotte filed away the latest instance in which her soon to be permanent slave, unintentionally let it slip that she had a praise kink in the recesses of her brain. It would make excellent wank material for times when being away from her slave would be inevitable.

"You're... my queen. My Majesty Queen Charlotte." Nikki declared, indeed for the world; because Charlotte got it on video with her cellphone and would leak it if Nikki ever backed out of this deal. Would use it to ruin her along with everything else she had on the older woman; that could be manipulated in ways that would irrevocably ruin Nikki's reputation forever, and with it the rest of her life.

"Say it again. Over and over and over until you won't forget." The champion watched Nikki's eyes slowly, but surely, glaze over as she repeated herself for the next five minutes; staring straight at Charlotte and the phone in her hand, completely oblivious to the fact she was being filmed.

"Now, Nikki, if I'm your queen then what are you?" The younger woman asked, with the same teasing lilt in her voice as before.

"I... I'm... I'm your slave...." Nikki struggled out, and then suddenly she was kneeling on the floor in front of Charlotte pulling at her hair in evident frustration. "That's not right!" she exclaimed, with obvious terror.

"What am I my queen?" She asked the gorgeous blond desperately, with an absolutely magnificent puppy eyed look in her brown orbs. Charlotte mentally crooned. This was exactly what she had been waiting for. Nikki would be hers forevermore after this.

With a too sweet voice she told the brunette woman at her feet; who may as well have been a doll for how broken she had become, "You are my slave Nikki that's true. It's correct. But you are also a peasant. My peasant. If I tell you to jump you say how high. You do as I tell you no questions asked. I do with you what I please, when I please; wherever I may please. Are we clear?"

"Yes Majesty. Completely clear My Queen." Nikki answered her all too eagerly, and Charlotte swooned as she told Nikki to present her face for her use, and the older woman complied; with an angel's smile and a doe-eyed, admiration filled stare.

Remorselessly she dribbled spit onto Nikki's face. Her forehead, cheeks, the bridge of her nose, her chin, and finally, with a raised eyebrow she signaled silently for Nikki to open her mouth; and spit in there too.

"Swallow and say it for me. Over and over until you won't forget it. You're my slave and my peasant. My orders are absolute. You are a mere tool for my pleasure that can and will be used in any number of ways and you will like it. You have liked it ever since we began. And we began at the dawn of time. Lifetime after lifetime destined to meet again and fill these roles. A slave master and her slave, a queen and her peasant. That is who you and I are to each other. It is who we have been and will always be. Forevermore." - (Charlotte)

As Nikki knelt submissively in front of her repeating Charlotte's words for her for the next ten minutes; the reigning Diva's Champion filmed it all with her cellphone, and considered what to do first; now that their roles had sunken in for her predecessor, and their agreement was officially established. Then she remembered the aborted order she had given her slave and retrieved the vibrator.

"Get on the bed Nikki. I'm going to slide this between your tits like it's a real dick, and you are going to treat it like the biggest dong in existence and make love to it with your perky little globes; until you orgasm from the pleasure pain it will cause you to endure, from those nipple clamps and their connecting chain moving so much; as your breasts bounce and jiggle about, while you put all your energy into fulfilling my commands." Charlotte does not ask Nikki if she understands, nor does she need to. The subjugated brunette moves to do as she's told; with all the enthusiasm and excitement of a child heading to see Santa at the local mall for the first time.

Charlotte makes her do most of the work, sliding the vibrator up and down the valley between Nikki's breasts with the vibration still set to its maximum setting almost lazily; as the other woman whimpers and moans, from the pleasure pain that she herself generates from the nipple clamps, by massaging the toy with her perky little tits.

When Nikki hasn't managed to orgasm on her own after half an hour, and is sweating just slightly despite the room being air conditioned; Charlotte grabs the connecting chain of the nipple clamps by its center and tugs hard.

"Cum for me my peasant. Now." She commands.

"Thank you, my queen!" Nikki shouts as she orgasms, and it's music to Charlotte's ears.

Charlotte sits in a wicker chair on the balcony of her hotel room a few minutes later, and takes care of some work she has to do on her laptop. The only order she gives Nikki is to worship her in a way she believes would be appropriate for a queen and her peasant. The brunette ends up licking and sucking on Charlotte's feet, practically gagging on her toes when the feeling becomes so good; that the blond decides to fuck her slave's mouth and throat with first one foot and then the other.

Nikki does not protest. She makes obscene noises as she lets her queen use her mouth and throat as she wishes. She obediently uses her own tongue and mouth to lick and suck the puddle of drool that she unleashes on the floor of the balcony both times that Charlotte is done using her orifice. The training Charlotte had received from previous Grand Slave Masters comes in handy. Because of it she won't orgasm until she wishes to and she makes it a personal challenge to make Nikki orgasm twenty times by the end of the day while only allowing herself to orgasm once.

She makes Nikki orgasm by having her self abuse her already thoroughly abused breasts on the floor of the balcony after the older woman is done cleaning up her drool. The sadist in her sings as Nikki whimpers and wines pitifully as she uses the balcony floor as a scratching post for her perky little tits; until the pleasure pain she causes by jostling the nipple clamps and their connecting chain over and over, becomes too much and she cums violently; with her pussy and arse high in the air a mere handful of head-leans forward away from Charlotte's face.

The queen can't help closing the gap and making the slave cum again; by licking and sucking on her rim until her anus which had returned to a mostly relaxed state in the time since the anal beads had been removed from it, welcomes her tongue and lips; allowing her to wrench the most beautiful sounds of unabashed pleasure from her peasant as she eats out her rear orifice.

"Yes! Right there My Queen! Thank you for eating my ass Master! Thank you for this pleasure!" Nikki babbles in ecstasy. Charlotte reaches around to Nikki's peach and starts to finger her vagina with first just her index finger, then her index and middle finger, adds her ring finger into the mix, and then finally her pinky. By the time she's got her thumb inside and begun fisting her, her anus is agape enough again that she can mirror her actions in Nikki's vagina inside of her anus.

It's a good thing the two of them are on the second to last floor of a twenty stories high hotel because the sounds Nikki makes as Charlotte fist fucks both of her southern holes are super raw and animalistic. It doesn't stop neighbors in nearby skyscrapers on high enough floors from taking notice, and if Charlotte cared to take her attention off of Nikki even for an instant; she would see more than one man jerking off to their hot lesbian action. A tidal-wave of pussy juice and ass cream crashes down and splatters all over the balcony when Charlotte rips her fists out of Nikki's holes and orders her to cum.

Her obedient bitch faints; finally having taken too much sexual abuse for one day. Charlotte catches her before she can face-plant and carries her back into the hotel room to lay her down for a nap. She gives Nikki a neck massage with IcyHot careful not to wake her.

There's one last thing for her to get out of the way before the day is through though and when Nikki wakes up that evening Charlotte dangles the Divas Championship Title Belt before her eyes and asks her. "Are you proud of this thing?"

"It and everything it entails. Proud to have held it twice. Proud to have been its longest reigning champion." Nikki responds. "But...not if you don't want me to be, my queen."

"I'm going to take a shit on this strap Nikki, and if you are truly proud of it I want you to clean my shit off of it with nothing but the tools your mouth and throat can provide. If you were in fact lying to yourself and to me earlier today I want you to go clean it the normal way with soap and water in the bathtub. Right now I am not speaking to my slave, not speaking to my peasant. I'm speaking to Nikki Bella the person. A two time Divas Champion. After this night we will never speak about our disagreeable views on this strap and everything it entails again, one way or another." Charlotte says, and the fog of submission in Nikki's eyes lifts just a little bit; allowing the woman Nikki had worked so hard to make herself, to momentarily come through.

"My feelings have not, and will not change Charlotte. No matter what." She says proudly; eyes filled with determination.

Charlotte places the strap down and hunches over it holding her ass-cheeks open. She takes her dump. It takes her thirty seven seconds. Nikki counts. Makes it her personal mission to finish cleaning the strap in half that time. Charlotte steps away from the soiled strap and waits. Nikki doesn't hesitate to crawl over to it and start licking, biting, and sucking the younger woman's feces up; proudly eating it until the Divas Championship Title Belt starts to look like itself again.

The reigning Divas Champion watches in silence impressed by the older woman's conviction despite herself. The triumphant Cheshire grin Nikki wears when she sits up and looks at her with her pride intact, despite the shit smothered all over her chin, mouth, and nose; triggers the best orgasm the queen has had in her life.

When she comes back from the high she's standing in a massive puddle of her own cum, and Nikki dangles a freshly washed Divas Championship Title Belt before her; mostly freshly cleaned herself, but still in the soiled socks and sneakers Charlotte never took off her or gave her permission to take off. Charlotte knows she hasn't because there are a few shit stains on both that could only have been obtained while the older woman was eating Charlotte's shit off of the Divas Championship Title Belt in her hand.

"This does mean something my queen. It means a lot." The brunette says sheepishly, eyes bright with unshed tears. She holds it out properly for Charlotte to take like it's something sacred, and for her it almost certainly is. "Please take care of it."

Charlotte takes it, puts it on. This will probably be the only time she truly wears it proudly, but it would be nice if it weren't. Nikki and others like her, they're only not Womens Champions in title name. At heart they're just as good as Charlotte. She can see that now thanks to Nikki. For the first time ever she's not ashamed to be a Diva's Champion either. But there is a long road ahead. Charlotte is up to the challenge of course. She always will be.

When she puts it on Nikki falls to her knees before her. "Take care of us all Dear Majesty." She says looking up at her and it's still Nikki Bella the person looking at her when the brunette slave requests that she turn around.

"What for?" She asks the older woman.

"Have you forgotten? Your ass is dirty. I want to clean it for you my queen." There's a certain cheekiness in the brunette's voice that she does not associate with her slave. "If that would please you of course, my liege."

"It would." Charlotte says simply, and waves as though offering a farewell. "Do a good job now my little lioness. It's not just anyone who gets the honor of tasting my ass after all."

"Oh I plan on doing a very good job my queen." Nikki says, her words come out sounding like an oath.

Charlotte doesn't bend over to make things easier for the older woman. Nikki does not comment. She kneels in the puddle of Charlotte's cum and holds her queen's butt-cheeks open as she licks and sucks them, her rim, and her anus clean, then tracks her tongue wetly up and down her queen's crack until that too is all clean.

Charlotte doesn't thank her peasant, merely points at the puddle and Nikki goes down and starts to lick and suck not stopping until Charlotte's cum is all gone; save for what ended up on the queen's feet, which Nikki takes care of next after a silent order made evident by Charlotte raising her foot to her face, after Nikki had sat back up; into her by now customary kneeling position.

"So good." Nikki sighs between licks to Charlotte's toes.

"Would you like more of my cum peasant?" The queen queries.

"Yes, please." The peasant responds, with due excitement at the prospect.

"You may eat my pussy out until I cum. It will be your reward for all your hard work." The queen concedes.

She heads over to the bed and lays down with her body over the edge from the waist down, and Nikki; who had crawled after her without ever needing to be told she had to crawl not walk, goes to town on her peach. The little lioness is a fantastic submissive and Charlotte is going to enjoy her forevermore; is the final thought the queen has before she cums on Nikki's face. Nikki doesn't think at all. She doesn't need to, because Nikki is right where she belongs. Back in her place.

The End.

A/N: This was a fun one. I didn't expect it to get so long though. Hopefully someone other than me will enjoy it. Happy reading! Bye bye!