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theworldofotps · 20 days

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Pushed Away

Pairing: Bayley x Reader Word Count: 1,284 Description: In the weeks leading up to Mania, Bayley feels lost and pushes her girlfriend away.

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No there is no part two _________ Tag list: @omg-im-such-a-masochist @melissahausen @new-zealand-chic @writtingrose @99hook @madhatterbri @sjwrites22 @sassymox @mrsacklesevansmgk @xladyxfatex @adamcolesbaybay @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @demonqueen29 @itsicantbelievethis666 @lilred91 @rebellious-desires @claymorexpunisher @letsgivethisonemoreshot @ava-valerie @shortyiceheart @serpantscorpio8497 @thatpanpal @thatnerdwriter @wrestlersownmyheart @vebner37 @seeingstarks @whenimakeitshine1234 @legit9thlunaticwarrior @blaquekitty @ironshamelessyouth @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @ripleyswhore @moonrosekk @xbreezymeadowsx @alyyaana @elevennbloom @melblacc @alliwant456 @mcreignsera @auburnwrites @aews-four-pillars If you wanna be added to the list lemme know. _______ Bayley knew that something wasn’t right when her group started acting weird around her, not replying much in their group chat. Excluding her from nights out or just finding reasons why they couldn’t travel together. So, when they jumped her in the ring after she overheard them talking about her backstage Bayley felt betrayed. She had put so much into this group trying to make them the most dominant women’s fraction that had ever existed in WWE. The people she had considered her friends deserted her like so many before.

Originally when she won the rumble, she was going to face Rhea that way she and Iyo could be at the top of the women’s division together. That all changed the moment she realized she couldn’t trust them anymore. Bayley knew that the weeks leading up to Mania were going to be brutal she’d have to go after those she cared about. And given what Damage Control had done to the women’s division she knew that help wouldn’t be easy to find.

Every week she’d be looking over her shoulder waiting for an attack and every time it came, she felt like she was losing sanity. Bayley felt like she couldn’t trust anyone, not even the person who had been there from the start of it all from the moment she joined the main Roster. Her girlfriend Y/n. Someone she cared for more than anyone else she worked with.

After Bayley had limped to the locker room and changed after another attack she came out and spotted Iyo and Dakota talking to y/n. Her heart broke and not thinking in her right mind Bayley knew she needed to watch herself, even if that meant pushing Y/n away.

“Have you seen Bayley?”

Y/n asked for the fifth time to one of her coworkers when her girlfriend hadn’t returned any of her texts or calls. She wanted to be sure the other woman was alright after what happened in the ring and still hadn’t been able to reach or find her.

“Zelina! Please have you seen Bayley? I’ve been looking all over for her, and I haven’t been able to find her.”

“Yeah, I saw her limping outside to an uber, I thought the two of you left together?”

“We were supposed too that’s why I drove the rental here, but she must have been hurting really badly and just didn’t bother to wait.”

“Possible she did look to be in a bit of pain medical probably told her to just take it easy and rest. Let me know if you need anything once you check in on her.”

“Thank you I appreciate that.”

After saying goodbye to her friend Y/n continued to the parking lot and got in her rental heading for the hotel. She was still a bit concerned about why Bayley hadn’t answered any of her attempts to reach her but chalked it up to her possibly being in the shower. Once y/n finally made it to the hotel and up to their shared room she swiped the key card and peeked her head inside expecting to see Bayley laying on the bed. Instead, the room was empty, looking around the room she spotted the area that their suitcases had sat and only hers was there. A heavy feeling began to grow in her stomach as she searched for a note, finally she spotted one on a piece of hotel paper.

Dear y/n, I know you’re probably freaking out right now wondering where I am and what’s going on. Don’t worry about me, I just need some space to think. I seen Dakota and Iyo talking to you after I got cleaned up and I just can’t risk another person I care about turning on me. I know it’s not fair to just assume you would, but I need to be careful. I’m sorry if this hurts you but I need to do what’s best to ease my mind until this whole thing with Iyo and Damage Control is over. I don’t have anyone at work to support me against the four of them and if I want to be able to beat Iyo at Wrestlemania I need to be focused. Don’t take it personally but this is what I have to do. I need to protect myself and I don’t think I could take it if they used you to get to me. It would just about end me.

Bayley

Reading the note for a third time y/n sunk onto the bed staring off as she tried to think. She knew the group turning on Bayley had really shaken her confidence. That and the attacks Damage Control did while together took away every possible ally she could have. Or so she assumed, Y/n had spoken to Naomi and she felt for Bayley knowing sometimes you let things just go to your head.

Iyo and Dakota had been talking to y/n that was true, but it was only to see how Bayley was handling the storyline, she didn’t realize until this moment that it was going harder for Bayley than she imagined. Setting the note to the side y/n made the decision to respect her girlfriend and give the space she was asking for even if it was hard. And the three weeks that followed were very hard, seeing Bayley struggling on tv despite having Naomi’s help. Hearing her backstage trying to make amends so someone could take care of the rest of Damage Control so she could deal with Iyo. It wasn’t easy for y/n to sit by and watch, seeing the dismay on her face at every rejection.

When Jade, Bianca and Naomi decided to team up and fight Damage Control at Mania you were relieved. Now she could hopefully have some peace of mind going into her match. Y/n still hadn’t received any more text messages from her apart from the occasional check in text. It made her feel a little better knowing she still cared enough to look in after her girlfriend. The bed was lonely at night and deep-down part of her was hurt that Bayley didn’t trust her enough to know she’d never turn on her.

So, it was much to her surprise when she got a knock on the hotel door at nearly eleven thirty after the first night of Wrestlemania. When y/n saw that it was Bayley on the other side she opened the door confused.

“Bayley? What are you doing here?”

“I needed to see you, can I come in?”

“Yes of course come on.”

Stepping back, she let the other woman in the room and gently closed the door behind her, watching as Bayley looked around the room. Y/n couldn’t help noticing the dark circles under her eyes but remained silent.

“I’m so sorry y/n I’m so damn sorry.”

She said as tears sprung to her eyes and she covered her face, y/n frowned walking over and just as she started wrapping her arms around her. Bayley’s legs gave out, y/n quickly did her best to lift her and got them onto the bed where she held her girlfriend close.

“You’re okay, you’re just tired and you need to let it out you’ve been driving yourself crazy these last few weeks and you’re probably nervous about tomorrow.”

“I’m scared I’m not going to be able to do it, I think I can but I just part of me is scared I’m going to fail and lose this moment.”

“Don’t worry I’m right here and we can work it out together.”

Y/n said holding her still as they laid there her whispering soft words to Bayley as she did her best to console her.

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madhatterbri · 29 days

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Trust Me | Bayley

Summary: Bayley X reader when Bayley turn face is trying to get the trust of reader but reader's not budging until it turns to a love confession

Requested by: @emperorrose3000

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The audience cheered when they saw you on the jumbotron. You were walking down one of the countless hallways of the arena. Your face remained stoic, yet you were a wreck on the inside. Your heart and mind were at war with each other on a decision that could make or break your wrestling career. There was only one woman to blame.

During the week, Bayley messaged you constantly. She was looking for allies to help her take down Damage Ctrl once and for all. The role model wouldn't let up despite her nessages being left on read. Tonight was her last chance to get you on her side.

The camera panned out to include Bayley in the shot. The audience popped as soon as they saw her. The WWE Universe always had a thing for her, whether she was a face or heel. Her recent fave turn made people eat her up more.

The two of you had a brief moment where your eyes locked. Her dark brown eyes were filled with sadness. She had been through a lot since Royal Rumble. The feelings you thought were dead for her starter to come back to life. You silently cursed yourself for being such a hopeless romantic.

"Hey," Bayley greeted and looked around nervously. Her head was constantly on a swivel now. No one was on her side after all the damage she had done to the women's division. "Have you been getting my messages?"

"Yeah, reading and deleting them, why?" You asked, pretending to be unbothered. Deep down, you wanted to be involved in this fight. You wanted to go to war against Damage Ctrl after what they did to your friends. Your involvement could help you be close to Bayley again.

"Have you thought about it?" She asked and rubbed her hands on her legs nervously. Very rarely did you ever see her on edge like this. You almost folded at the sight of her. Now was the perfect time to deflect.

"Have I thought about helping the mean girl in the locker room that built this bully group and instructed them to terrorize my friends?" You asked with a fake laugh. "You deserve this, Bayley. All of it,"

Bayley licked her lips and looked down. She nodded and sighed before looking at you again. "I deserved that. I'm sorry for what I did to your friends. I know asking you to trust me sounds ridiculous, but I would never hurt you,"

"I'll think about it," you dismissed her.

"That's all I ask,"

She left you alone after that. You knew you were a marked woman now. Damage Ctrl wouldn't want any more enemies. You thought about her words. Your mind was screaming at you to let her go, but your heart wanted to help her. In the end, you listened to your heart. You knew where to find her.

Bayley looked up the moment you walked in the locker room. She had been mindlessly scrolling on her phone and didn't want to get sneak attacked. The veteran didn't trust anyone now. The cameras were all gone, and it was just the two of you. She had so much to say, but she wanted you to speak first.

You smiled briefly at her and sat down next to her. The room was thick with tension. Bayley stared at the ground before muttering to herself and looking at you. You looked in her eyes. They now showed a tiny bit of hope and something else you couldn't put your finger on.

"I've thought about it," you paused.

"And?" She asked quickly.

"I have some questions,"

"Ask away. If it gets you to side with me, I'll answer anything," she confided in you. You turned to face her, and she did the same.

"Why didn't you or anyone in Damage Ctrl ever attack me?" You asked. The ex Damage Ctrl member was taken back by your question. This was the last thing she thought would be brought up.

"I told them to never lay a hand on you," she answered honestly. Curiosity got the better of you. There was no reason you couldn't be seen as a threat. You had some great matches with some of the best in the business.

"Why? Is it because I'm not strong enough? You didn't see me as a threat?" You asked hurt.

"That's not it at all," she defended and raised her hands up.

"Then why?" You demanded.

"I like you, all right," she answered and stood up from the bench. Bayley paced and ran her fingers through her hair. This wasn't how things were supposed to go. Who confesses their feelings in a smelly locker room?

"Elaborate,"

"Here?"

"You want an ally?"

"I couldn't live with myself if they injured you, Y/N," she confessed. "I don't know how or when, but I fell so hard for you. I know you don't trust me, but please try to trust me when I tell you all this,"

You blushed, happy that you went with your heart. "I trust you, Bayley, and I felt the same way for a while now,"

Bayley seemed relieved and sat down next to you. She placed the top of her hand on your thigh. You smiled and laced your fingers in hers.

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mamisfavmosherz · 19 days

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Can you do when Bayley and Reder had a big argument and haven't seen each other for months and the rerder is too scared to talk to bayley

Pairing: Bayley x Reader

Warnings: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Mentions of arguing, Protective Zelina Vega

A/n: I'm so sorry about how long this toke I've had zero motivation to write 😭

Masterlist, WWE masterlist

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Broken Trust

Two months, it had been two miserable months sense you had last talked to your - hopefully still - girlfriend. You and Bayley had been dating for a few months, and you were still in the honeymoon phase but two months ago ya'll got into a fight. One that you thought would be resolved quickly but here you were months later without a word from Bayley who you didn't even know if you could call your girlfriend anymore.

You loved Bayley with all your heart and you never wanted to lose her, you guys had been really close friends for years before you started dating. You guys have been through everything together. Starting nxt, your first championship wins, getting drafted to the main roster, getting hate, going through slumps and burnouts, being at the top of the mountain, just everything. You couldn't imagine not having her in your life but she hurt you and she hurt you deep with her words. You weren't all innocent though and you knew that you were both hurting, but you were scared.

Scared that she might not want you in her life anymore, scared that she didn't regret any of the words she said, scared that you might never hear from her again. It had been months, but you couldn't stop replaying the fight over and over again every day.

Even though you worked for the same brand going to work was an escape in a way you buried yourself in only worrying about Smackdown, your matches, your feuds, the wwe universe and nothing else but you had been overworking yourself so much to not think about her and avoid her that it came to a point were there was nothing else for you to do. You were sitting in the locker room, having gone through your match a hundred times, over your storylines 100 more and definitely had been on social media with the fans long enough for the day. Nobody from the higher-ups needed you. You had done all the media you were needed for, and you had helped around as much as you legitimately could.

You hated just sitting in the locker room. Well, now you did, before you would've given anything for this free time you've accidentally made for yourself, but now all it brought you was overthiking.

You started unconsciously crying, you missed Bayley, normally you two would sneak off here and get in as much time together as you could during the busy day. You could give anything for that stupid fight to have never happened.

Zelina came into the locker room, having forgotten an accessory from her gear, and immediately went to you when she saw you crying. You guys were like sister she didn't need to ask she knew why you were crying, at least the general/main reason. Right now, Zelina despised Bayley she knew you were slightly to blame too, but she is a ride or die for her girls.

You leaned into Zelina and get kept crying. You were grateful it was her that walked in as she understood and didn't ask questions, and the last thing you wanted right now was to explain anything.

While she was comforting you, you heard the creak of the door opening but didn't pay it any mind, most the locker room knew something was up with you these past months and knew when to give you your space, so you didn't expect anyone to speak up.

"Y/n/n (you nickname) ?" At the familiar voice and special nickname that you hadn't heard in months you snapped your head to the direction of the door but before you could say anything Zelina rushed to the door and slightly pushed Bayley back. "What the hell do you want ?"

"I just... can I talk to her... please..." Bayley asked not even actually looking at Zelina, she was looking at your tear stained face, her own wearing a worried and guilty look. "Oh so now you wanna talk to her huh ? No podias hacer antes cuando deverdad contaba tal vez ay nose... hace dos putos meses ???" (Couldn't you do that when it really mattered maybe oh I don't know... two fucking months ago ???")

"I'm sorry, I swear I just wanna explain-" "No, go away, you don't get to come back now!" You stood up and quickly went to Zelina, putting your hand on her shoulder." Hey Z... I-its okay. We need to have this talk... I promise it's okay. I'll call you if I need you..." At that, Zelina looked into your eyes for a bit, searching for any doubt, but once she was sure you were okay, she turned to Bayley and gleared a whole through her head before walking out.

Not being fully sure what to do, you both stood there for a moment just looking at each other, the tension of not seeing or talking to each other for months hanging in the air.

Bayley took the lead after a beat taking a deep breath before trying to walk towards you, instinctively reaching for you to try and comfort you as she could still read you like a book and could sense the fear and anxiety in you but you toke a step back, not letting her touch you and trying to stand your ground cause you knew the second you let her comfort you all the walls would crumble and you would forgive her in an instant even after everything and right now that probably wasn't the best idea.

Bayley's heart broke when you took a step back and moved away from her, but she understood why you did it. Respecting your boundaries, she also moved back a little, giving you space, not wanting you to feel like you were trapped in this situation, and you could leave if that's what you wanted.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry for everything, for the stupid argument, for the things I said, for not talking to you for months, for upsetting you, for making you feel how you're feeling right now... that was never my intention, but what's done is done, and I'm so sorry... if you don't want to ever see me again I understand but I just wanted you to know that I regret everything I said and that I love you more than anything and I forever will be grateful for having you in my life" Bayley was trying to hold back tears, although she was failing and you weren't doing much better either.

Giving all your history with Bayley the last thing you wanted was to not have her in your life but you knew that you didn't deserve what she did and you couldn't just forgive her just because but you loved her, no matter what.

"I don't forgive you... not yet... but I do want you in my life, and we can take it slow, start building trust again, and go from there... and I'm sorry, too. I said some harsh things as well, and I promise I didn't mean any of it... I love you, Bay..."

Bayley smiled at you. She would do anything and everything to gain your trust back, and she accepted your apology. She was just ready to fix everything and she didn't care how long it took she was gonna do it because you're her whole world and there's nothing she wouldn't do for you.

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domripley · 6 months

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You and Us - One

pairings: becky lynch x reader; poly!4hw x reader; 4hw

warnings: vaginal fingering, daddy kink, dom!becky, switch!bayley, switch!charlotte, switch!sasha, sub!reader, overstimulation, slight voyuerism, verbal degradation, slight possessiveness, established dom/sub, established relationship, healthy polyamory, gangbang

chapter word count: 3,806

summary: You had been Becky’s sub for a while, and now you’re starting to be come the other four horsewomen’s submissive.

You were a little nervous, having never been with more than one person, but Becky assured you that it would be fine. The last few weeks, Becky had taken you on dates when she had some free time - she also had talked to you about the fact that she was in a healthy open relationship with all three of her best friends. At first you were a little hesitant, unsure if she was telling you the truth that she did tell them about you. She understood, and one night, she video chatted them with you. Confirming that she was, in fact, telling the truth.

She had told you that they’d all like to get to know you in more ways than one, and you agreed that you wanted to get to know them as well. “You okay, princess?” Becky asked you, rubbing your thigh as Charlotte and Sasha argued on what to put on for their movie night.

“Y-yeah, just thinking about a few things,” you bit your lip, trying your best to focus on her two girlfriends. Who were still going at it.

“Like what?” she asked, and you cursed yourself internally. You should have known that she was going to push further.

Charlotte and Sasha both turned to see what your answer was going to be - genuinely shocking you with the fact that they were both listening in. Bayley was still in the kitchen, cooking dinner for the five of you, and you were just happy there was one less person to hear what you had to say.

“You had fucked me before we drove over here, Bex.” you looked down at your hands in your lap. You could almost feel that she was smirking at you.

“What about it were you thinking about? C’mon, tell us,”

“Want them to fuck me,” you breathed, unsure of what to say next. You had thought about this since Becky had fucked you, telling you how she would in front of her girlfriends. That was when you had come the hardest you ever had for her, and it certainly didn’t go unnoticed. “While you watch, and then you would fuck me last.”

You felt as if you were whispering, that the room was filled with more people you could count. As if you needed to keep a secret from everyone but Becky, but as soon as you heard a chuckle that thought left your head.

“I was going to say maybe we should wait after dinner, but I guess we can order in.” Bayley called out from the kitchen, which made you jump. How did she hear you from all the way in there? You didn’t spend too much time dwelling on it - because as soon as Bayley stepped into the room, Becky pushed a finger into your mouth.

“You know my rules, right baby?” she asked. You looked up to her and nodded, earning a soft smile from her. Pulling her finger out of your mouth before continuing. “Repeat them for me.”

“No coming without permission, Tell you or them when something’s too much, Only you can fuck my ass, and no being a brat.” you said, and the others seemed to understand. You watched as Becky stood up from the couch, she stood in front of you as Bayley took a seat next to you.

“Since this is a little new for you, I’ll explain some things. Sasha may sub to Charlotte, Bayley, and I, but she will be dominating you. You will listen to her, even if she’s subbing. Does that make sense, baby?”

Becky caressed your cheek as she waited for your answer. You bit your lip, and nodded, but that wasn’t good enough for her. She wanted a verbal answer, even if you were still a little nervous.

“It does. It makes sense.”

“They’re all going to take turns on you so it’s not too much for a first time with all of us. Are you okay with that?”

“I’m more than okay with that, I actually think that will be easier for me.”

“What are your safewords?” Sasha asked, who had taken off her glasses. You looked down at your hands - a habit of yours when you were nervous, but you knew you were going to have to answer them.

“Beck-Daddy and I use the traffic light system, but sometimes when I can’t talk I open and close my hands three times.”

“That sounds good with me. That’s usually what we use as well when we all play.” Bayley nodded, and both Charlotte and Sasha agreed.

“Now that that’s over with, take your clothes off and bend over the armrest. Daddy wants a show.”

You nodded, standing up as Becky switched spots with Bayley. Watching as the brunette went upstairs to what you guessed were the toys they were going to be using on you. Shaking your head to clear your thoughts, you pulled your shirt up over your head. Slightly jumping as you felt someone’s chest against your back - you let out a whimper as their hands cupped your chest through your bra. “You make such pretty noises, (Your Name).” Charlotte whispered, licking the shell of your ear.

“Th-Thank you, Char,” you whispered back.

Charlotte unclasped your bra, and you tossed it to the ground. You made eye contact with Becky, keeping it as you pulled your sweatpants down, along with the panties she had bought for your birthday. Once you were completely undressed, you bent over the armrest of the couch.

“Before you do that, do you want to be a good girl for me? For them?”

“I do, Daddy.”

“Get on your knees.”

You did as you were told, unsure of what she had in mind. You weren’t going to question her though, you trusted her with your life, and you trusted what she had in mind. Bayley came back down the stairs with a few toys, handing Charlotte a strapon, you bit your lip at the sight. It was bigger than anything you had taken, but you were sure you could take it.

Watching as the blonde pulled her shirt up over her head, and you couldn’t wait to touch her. “Bayley and I really enjoy watching Sash suck our straps, and I’ve seen how good you do it. Show them how much of a good little cock sucker you are.” Becky leaned back into the couch, resting her feet on the side you had been sitting on as she watched Charlotte put the strapon harness on. You had wondered in that moment how Charlotte looked when Becky fucked her, maybe you’d find out soon.

You moved closer to Charlotte, who was now stroking the toy as she watched. As soon as you were able to reach her, you gripped onto the base of the toy, licking your lips as you leaned in. You sucked on the tip lightly, running your tongue against it as you looked up at her. “You’re such a pretty princess, can’t wait to fuck you.” Charlotte hummed, watching as you pushed down further onto the toy.

“She gets so fuckin’ wet when she’s called a princess.” Becky chuckled, unbuckling her belt. “Sash, why don’t you get one of the straps on. You’ll be next after Charlotte.”

You relaxed your throat as Charlotte slowly fucked your mouth. You tried your best to focus as the others watched you - knowing that you were making Becky proud helped you even more. Helping you to your feet once she pulled you off of the toy, Charlotte led you to the armrest of the couch. Looking up to see Becky stroking the strapon that she had been packing.

Charlotte rubbed the tip through your folds, gathering up some of your wetness before she pushed all the way into you. You closed your eyes as you adjusted to the feeling, Becky had stretched you out many times before, but this was much different. “You tell us when you want Charlotte to move, okay?” Bayley said, rubbing your lower back comfortably.

“Y-yes, she can move. Please move, m’need it!” you cried out, trying to push back against Charlotte to get some sort of friction. The blonde held you still by your hips - not letting you move.

“Who said you can take charge? Did Daddy say you can fuck my cock back?” Charlotte teased, using her left hand to pull you up by your hair.

“N-No, but I need it so bad, please!” you whimpered, trying your best to stay still - not wanting to be punished this early on. Your nerves disappeared as Charlotte began to move, fucking you at a pace you could get used to. It wasn’t enough to bring you close to the edge, but you were desperate for anything at this point.

“You’re just a desperate little slut, huh? Daddy told us all about what you thought about. How you wanted us to use you like a fucking toy. Tell me, how hard do you want me to fuck your cunt?”

“S-So hard, please, Char? Want you to give it to me good in front of Daddy.” you begged, keeping eye contact with Becky. She watched as Charlotte sped up her thrusts, fucking you at a bruising pace that quickly sent you over the edge. But before you could ride out your orgasm, she pulled out just as fast as it came.

“Nobody said you could come, (Your Name). Already being a naughty brat for me, huh? I guess Daddy needs to be more strict with you?” Charlotte chuckled, earning an eye roll from Becky as she slid back into you.

“Maybe ya should have told her she wasn’t allowed to come? Don’t blame me for yer mistakes, sweetheart.”

You tried your best not to laugh at their bickering, considering Charlotte fucked you harder as they went on and on. “Come when you’re ready, wanna show Bex just how hard I can make you come.”

You nodded once she let go of your hair, gasping as she gripped your hips harder than before. Fucking yourself back against the toy successfully to try and get as much friction as you wanted. This time, Charlotte didn’t mind it at all. “Oh fuck, feels so fucking good-“ you cried out as the sounds of your pussy filled the room. You could hear Bayley chuckle, unsure if it was because of the sounds or how Becky looked desperate to touch you.

“Can feel you squeezing the strap, fuck me back harder.”

You did just that - fucking the toy back harder than before, you were already close once more. Turning your head to see Bayley lazily finger Sasha while they watched you got you to the edge. Charlotte fucked you through your orgasm, slowing down as you tried to pull away from her. “Who wants a turn next?” she asked, slapping the tip of the strap against your clit, causing you to whine. You were sensitive already, but you wanted more - you wanted them all to have you.

Bayley removed her fingers from Sasha, getting up to go over to you. “Open your mouth, baby,” she instructed, and you did it without a second thought. Sucking the mess that Sasha made on Bayley’s fingers, you let out a whimper. Sasha slipped on one of the strapons that were brought downstairs earlier.

“Does she taste good?” Bayley cooed, keeping her eyes locked on Sasha. She hummed in response as you tried to talk around her fingers. “Good girl, maybe if you want you can make her come later? Would you like that baby?”

You nodded, closing your eyes as Sasha slides into you all the way. Before you could adjust, she began a fast pace. “Gonna ruin your tight little pussy, all you’re gonna want is to be fucked by us.” she moaned, slapping your ass as Bayley pulled her fingers out of your mouth.

You bit your lip as Sasha fucked into you harder, rubbing the pad of her thumb against your asshole. You were ready to go over the edge, only needing a little more to help you out. “Sash, please,” you cried out, unsure on how to form the right words. All you truly needed was anything she was willing to give you.

“What do you need? Tell me and I’ll give it to you,” she said, pulling you up to her chest by your hair. Wrapping her left arm around your waist as the other hand wrapped around your throat.

“Rub my clit, please, please I need it so bad.” you cried out, fucking back against Sasha to meet her thrusts. When she didn’t, you let out a whimper. “Please, Please. Sasha-“

She cut you off, bringing the hand that was wrapped around your throat down to your cunt. Rubbing tight circles against your aching clit, Sasha let out a breathy laugh as you fucked her back. She didn’t seem to care, considering she moved her fingers faster to meet with you. Looking right as Becky, you almost came at the sight of her with no clothes on. You hadn’t noticed that she even undressed, too focused on what Sasha was doing to you.

“Fuck, Sasha-“

You cut yourself with a loud cry, spilling over the edge faster than you thought. Sasha fucked you through your orgasm, gripping your waist harder as you rode out your high. She didn’t stop once your orgasm was finished, bringing you closer to the next one.

“Oh fuck, please, you feel so fucking good, want so much more!” you cried out, looking up to see Becky give you an unreadable look.

“Yeah? You’re such a greedy little slut? No wonder why Daddy brought you over, your pussy needs all of our attention, huh?” Sasha fucked you, and as you get closer to the edge, she was quick to pull out of you. Becky let out a raspy chuckle as you cried out from the feeling of being empty.

Before you could complain, Bayley pulled you off of the arm rest. Turning you around so you could sit on it and face her. “You are such a greedy little girl, huh? What? You’re pussy needs more?” she asked, slapping your thigh before spreading your legs. “Answer my question or Daddy and I won’t touch you.”

“Yes, I need so much more, please, Bayley,”

“You’re lucky I can’t say no to a desperate little slut like you.”

Sliding two of her fingers into your cunt, Bayley gripped your hair as she fucked you at a hard pace. Curling her fingers, you bit your lip as you tried your best to stay balanced on the arm rest. “You’re soaking my fingers, Daddy told me you love making messes all over her. Is that true?”

You leaned forward to rest against Bayley as soon as she let your hair go. “Y-yes.” you whispered, just loud enough for her to hear. Gripping your chin hard, Bayley pulled you to your feet so you were once again facing Becky, Charlotte, and Sasha.

“Say it so Charlotte and Sash know, whore. Was Daddy telling the truth?”

“Daddy was telling the truth! I make such messes all over Daddy…fuck!” You gasped as Bayley slid into your pussy from behind, not giving you time to adjust. Not that you needed to be warmed up now - her strapon wasn’t the thickest, but you loved the feeling it gave you.

“Yeah she does, just you fuckin’ wait yer gonna really see what a whore she is.” Becky grunted, watching as Bayley fucked you harder.

Reaching behind you, you tried your best to pull Bayley closer to you each time. “What do you want, baby? You wanna touch me?” she taunted, grabbing both of your hands before she pushed you down against the arm rest. Holding them against your lower back, Bayley refused to let them go as she slowed down her pace.

“Please, no, wanna get fucked faster.” You whined pressing your cheek against the couch seat. You weren’t normally a brat, especially when you’ve gotten so much attention, but Bayley’s pace wasn’t enough.

Bayley let go of your hands, and pulled out of you completely. You looked at Becky with confusion plastered on your face.

“You see baby, I may dom all of you, but Bayley is more of a dom than Charlotte and Sasha.” Bayley laughed, leaning closer to you so she could lift your head with her right hand. “But the difference between her and I when we dom, is that she doesn’t deal with brats. Now count.”

Becky looked up at Bayley with her last two words, a smile spread across her face. Before you could register what was going on, Bayley’s hand came crashing down. “One…” you whispered.

Bayley spanked your other cheek just as hard, making eye contact with Becky. When she heard you whisper “Two”, she continued to rain spanks down at a hard and fast pace. As soon as you got to ten, Becky kissed you lightly on the forehead. “Good girl. Tell Bayley you’re sorry, and ask if she’ll make you come okay?”

“I-I’m sorry for giving you attitude, Bayley. Please make me come?” you bit your lip, looking into Becky’s eyes. Her pupils were blown with lust.

“Should I, Daddy?” Bayley asked the redhead in front of you.

“Do it, make her come.”

Bayley slid back into you slowly, quickly combing her fingers through your hair to pull you back against her chest. “Touch your clit for me, (Your Name).” she whispered in your ear as she fucked you.

Reaching down to rub at your clit, you tried your best to focus on it. But as Becky leaned in, and wrapped her lips around your right nipple, you couldn’t focus on anything else.

“Well that’s just rude that the two of you are hogging her.” You heard Charlotte say, and you could almost see her rolling her eyes. Your thought of what she was doing stopped when she lightly slapped your hand away from your cunt.

She began to rub at your clit at a pace that matched Bayley’s movements. Sasha watched from where Becky had been sitting, fucking herself with her fingers at the sight of all three of them working together to get you over the edge.

You wrapped your hand in Becky’s hair, pulling her off your nipple so you could kiss her. She gladly did what you wanted, biting your lip as she pulled away. “Come for us, baby. You earned it.” She breathed pinching at both of your nipples, bringing you over the edge. You came with a shout, both of your legs shaking, and if it weren’t for Bayley fully holding you up as fucked you through your orgasm, you wouldn’t be able to stand up.

When you came down from your high, Bayley picked up and sat you down on the couch. “Color, (Your Name)?

“Green, Becky.” you said, trying to catch your breath. You were okay for one more round, and she knew that. But she wanted to make sure you were okay to continue.

“Alright, are you up to riding me, baby? Or do you want me to fuck you?” she asked as she sat down next to you. You knew what she wanted, but she loved to ask you anyways.

“Wanna ride you in front of them.”

Sasha got up off of the couch, and sat next to both Bayley and Charlotte. Becky moved back to her original spot so she could have a back rest, and you were quick to straddle her hips. You had been on the road with her brand for a while, but the two of you hadn’t had a moment together like this in a while. But you were glad to be sharing it with all three of her girlfriends.

Sliding down onto the toy, you were thankful Becky gave you time to adjust. Having the thickest strapon out of all of them. ”Fuck.” you gasped, finally taking all of it to the base.

“You like Daddy’s cock, baby? It’s brand new just for you.” Becky smiled up at you. Quickly turning to look at her girlfriends. “Don’t think I didn’t see ya fucking yerself, Sash. Sit on Bayley’s strap while I fuck (Your Name).”

You heard Sasha get off of the part she was sitting on, and when you heard her tiny gasp you knew she had listened to Becky.

“Yer so pretty, all fucked out and now on yer Daddy’s cock.” Becky praised, pushing on your back lightly to guide you closer towards her chest. “Yer mine, theirs.”

Taking a nipple into her mouth, Becky began fucking into you as she held you by your lower back. “Say it.” she moaned against you, picking up your pace.

“I’m yours. Fuck, Daddy, harder please!” you cried, trying your best to hold still as she fucked you at her pace.

Becky brought right hand up to your throat, and held it tightly as she fucked up into you harder. You were overly sensitive, but you wanted more and she was going to give it to you however you needed it.

You held onto the armrest, trying your best to meet Becky’s thrusts. You weren’t far away from the edge, and it was fast approaching. Becky reached her left hand further down, but as soon as she realized she couldn’t reach your asshole, she got a better idea. “Charlotte, c’mere,” Becky instructed, and as soon as the blonder was near the two of you, Becky continued. “Take yer thumb and rub at her entrance.”

You looked at Becky with wide eyes as Charlotte spat on her thumb. You both knew you were going to come harder than any of the other orgasms you’ve had. You tightened around Becky’s strap as the blonde rubbed the pad of her thumb against your entrance as Becky continued to fuck up into you.

”Daddy.” you came, trying your best to fuck Becky back through your orgasm. But as soon as you came down from your high, you slumped down against the red head, not even bothering to pull yourself off of the toy.

You were ready to sleep, and as soon as Becky recognized that you were checking out, she pulled you off of her strap. “Bayley, take care of Sash, I’ll get (Your Name) situated for the night.” she instructed, and the three of them headed upstairs.

“After your bath, do you want them to come cuddle with us? We have a big enough of bed. If not I’ll lay with you on the couch tonight.”

“Want them with me too, Bex.”

“Alright, let’s get you cleaned up and ready for bed.”

Becky kissed you on your cheek before she picked you up, bringing you upstairs to use the bath. You were glad you were finally able to meet her girlfriends.

#4hw x reader #becky lynch x reader #charlotte flair x reader #sasha banks x reader #bayley x reader #my writing #mine

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judgementdaysunshine · 2 months

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Spice

Pairing: Bayley x Fem reader x Becky Lynch

Description: The girls never truly understand your love for spices but they always add it to your food

Becky laughs seeing you eat a bowl of soup with chilli peppers sprinkled over it as Bayley sits beside you eating a sandwich shaking her head at your need and love for spice in food. You had been friends with both women having been in NXT together before being drafted to WWE where the feelings grew until the three of you finally went out and had dinner leading to more dates on the road between matches only made the three of you fall for each other more and get together smiling sweetly at the memories four years back as you feel the sensation of the peppers hitting your tongue eating bread in between sips of soup which adds more to the flavor until the soup was gone giggling at their faces "How can you handle eating spices so much?" you drink soda before taking your bowl and cleaning it before sitting back on the couch as the three of you watch episodes of The office "I always remember liking things that had an extra kick and gives people a sense of unease, I was sucking on limes and lemons when other kids would be eating strawberries or apples, I loved garlic for as long as I can remember and when I started cooking with grandma and aunt I experimented with flavors and spices had always caught my eye so once I started making or adding them to foods I was hooked" the next time you made rice and shrimp adding garlic, a small amount of paprika, and ginger which blows them as they eat "I can't believe you put all those spices in there but none over powers each other you gotta do that more often when you cook". Overtime you added more spices to the food you cooked for them even adding a small game of having them guess spices by the taste so they could know what spices you liked and what they were leading to them developing a small like for spices no where near your love for them but they always enjoyed and appreciated when you would add some to their sandwiches, soups, or anything you made for their lunches on the road for flavor always having you use certain ones even having you squeeze lemons or limes in their drinks to add the slight kick and sourness to water, juice, or energy drinks occasionally sucking on the lemons and limes before their matches which became a small tradition not only to add extra energy but also to tell you that they loved you and would make you proud when you weren't backstage with them.

#bayley #becky lynch x reader #wwe #bayley x reader #becky lynch #wwe x reader #bayley x reader x becky lynch #becky lynch x reader x bayley

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crossvise · 2 months

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Came back to wrestling when the Best in the World made his comeback, and honestly who else could’ve done that? Kinda decided to comeback to writing aswell because why not. I used to have a blog years ago but deleted it.

I’ll be taking requests for a few wrestlers-

- cm punk

- cody rhodes

- liv morgan

- becky lynch

- bayley

- seth rollins

- roman reigns

- kairi sane

- naomi

- randy orton

- gunther

aew

- christian cage

- adam copeland

- darby allin

I won’t write smut as many other writers out there do that way better than me, and frankly I don’t really enjoy writing this genre. Any other genre is welcome, I tend to be better at writing angst with a good ending though.

#wwe x reader #cm punk x reader #cody rhodes x reader #liv morgan x reader #becky lynch x reader #roman reigns x reader #seth rollins x reader #bayley x reader #kairi sane x reader #christian cage x reader #adam copeland x reader #darby allin x reader

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lovemesomeflair · 3 months

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can you please write a reader x bayley story? thanks!

Sunset

Bayley x reader

I let out a sigh as I walk away from mine and bayleys bedroom after looking everywhere in the house yet being unable to find her.

After giving up and slumping down on the couch to close my eyes for what I planned on being a minute, I feel hands softly place themselves on me before gently shaking me awake,I groan and slowly open my eyes and seeing Bayley staring at me with a smile on her face.

“Hello there sleepyhead”she says laughing slightly at the expression on my face, just as I’m about to respond she cuts me off.

“Cmon get up I wanna take you somewhere” I look at her confused but she just smiles at me and starts walking towards the front door.

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Bayley has been driving for at least 20 minutes, singing along to songs from our playlist and dancing around as much as she can whilst driving safely. I was singing with her but most of the time was spent just admiring her untill we stopped,at a little beach kind of hidden away from the rest of the world.

I look at Bayley and open my mouth to speak but she hold her hand up and reaches into the backseat,pulling out two towels,our bikinis,and a little picnic basket.

“I thought we could go for a little late evening swim and watch the sunset?” Bayley tells me with a smile beaming off her face.

I nod and smile back as she gets out the car with the stuff and runs over to my side to open the car door for me, I blush and she smirks at me

I grab my towel and bikini off her,taking my shoes off and leaving them in the car and we walk across the sand hand in hand till we find a spot Bayley says is just right.

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We quickly change into our bikinis before running to the sea,or me running and Bayley chasing me. She catches up to me and and picks me up before carrying me deeper into the sea until she’s just above her waist deep in.

“Hey I could’ve walked my self out here” I say with fake annoyance

Bayley laughs “yeah if you could still touch the floor”

I gasp at her and splash her with water “I am not that short!”She closes her eyes and opening them after the salty water dripped down her face shaking her head at me and smiling “what I can’t carry my baby around when I want to” she winks at me, leaning down and pressing her lips into mine, I lean into the kiss wrapping my arms loosely around her necks as she puts me down resting her hands on my hips.

When we finally pull away she just stays looking at me for a while before speaking.

“You stay out here for a little bit imma go set the stuff up that okay?”

When I nod she kisses me one last time before swimming back to the shore.

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After a while I swim back to the shore to join Bayley,who is sat on a big blanket with her legs crossed looking at me, there’s candles everywhere and some fruit in the middle, two glasses and a bottle of champagne in the sand next to her.

As I get closer she lets out a whistle and starts to stand up, I lean over to grab my towel,her hand coming into contact with my ass making me jump.

“Heyy what was that for” I turn to her she shrugs.

“Your just hot what do you expect me to do” I blush at her words and dry myself off.

“Woah honey look at the sky” she says to me and I turn around to face the shades of red,yellow,orange,and pink letting out a little woah of my own and turning back to Bayley only for her to me down on the floor,on one knee with a little black box in her hands.

I stare at her with my mouth agape and she smiles at me before opening the box and and looking back at me,she doesn’t have to say anything for me to let out a quiet awestruck “yes” as she stands up and wraps her arms around me,putting the ring on my finger,wiping my tears away and smashing her lips into mine.

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Tysmm for the request I hope this is okk!

I haven’t read this over so there is probably thousands of spelling mistakes but jus ignore that 😀

#bayley x reader #bayley #bayley wwe #wwe x reader #wwe women #wwe #my writing

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smartycvnt · 3 months

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The Pretender

Title: The Pretender

Pairing: Bayley x Reader

Summary: After being betrayed, Bayley tries to find comfort.

Word Count: 743

Ash felt like tonight was a long time coming. She had known Chris and Leon for years. Technically, she had known Leon longer than Chris, but Chris had been the one to make the first move. Things ultimately hadn't worked out very well between them, but then again, neither had things with Leon.

Still, Ash wouldn't lie to herself about her attraction to both men. She knew that she liked what she saw. Just like she knew that there was something between the two of them that had gone unacknowledged for far to long. There was a tension between the two that threatened to swallow everybody around them whole.

It was easier than it should have been to get the two of them up to her hotel room. Things with Leon had always been so casual that he ended up there almost every time that Ash was around. Chris had been a bit more of a challenge. Although, the way his eyes lit up at the mention of Leon hadn't gone unnoticed by Ash.

"I don't have to hold your hands during this, do I?" Ash asked teasingly. She moved herself in between the two of them on the bed. There wasn't much room there for Ash to sit. The two men had been closer than she expected them to be, not that Ash was complaining. It made her job all that much easier. All she had to do was decide where she wanted to direct her attention to first.

"There are a lot of things that we can give you to hold," Chris joked.

Leon placed his hand on Ash's waist and slowly let his fingers tug at the fabric of her shirt until it was untucked. He continued to pull it up a back as Chris started on the buttons. "For now, let's no worry about your hands are doing."

"Mhmm," Ash hummed appreciatively. Leon pulled Ash's shirt completely off of her torso while Chris reached behind her to unclasp her bra. Ash's clothes were disappearing much faster than Chris and Leon's, but Ash didn't pay it ay mind. She was far too occupied with the feeling of their hands on her body.

Leon's hands were rougher than she remembered, but Chris' had stayed the same. If anything, his grip was stronger. Chris didn't try to lighten it as he groped at Ash's breasts. Leon's hands moved down Ash's stomach, coming to rest just under the waistband of her pants.

"The two of you are such a pretty sight that I don't know who I want more," Chris whispered as he turned Ash's face towards Leon. Chris could tell that both Leon and Ash had heard him. Ash was shamelessly pressing her thighs together as she leaned over Leon's lap. Leon had a little more subtly in his shifting, but Chris was a very perceptive man.

"Then come and take us both," Ash said. Chris didn't need to be told more than once. He pulled his shirt off as he stood up. Ash scooted back and let herself fall further into Leon's lap. Her fingers moved quickly to undo his belt and slacks.

Leon's head fell back and he let out a groan of pleasure as Ash's hand moved along the length of his cock. Leon felt like he was on the brink of feeling pure bliss when he felt a hand tug at his hair. "Fuck."

Ash took Leon's cock into her mouth inch by inch at an agonizingly slow pace. Leon didn't torture Chris in the same way. If anything, Leon wanted to make it harder for Chris to last with Ash. He had a reputation to maintain, one that meant he had to outlast everybody. Ash was good, and something told Leon that she had only gotten better since the last time they were together. Ash was a show off, worse than anybody else that Leon had ever met.

Leon felt like Ash was still showing up him as he glanced down at her. She had taken every inch of Leon's cock into her mouth without any signs of needing to pull back. He couldn't make it that easy for her. Leon racked his brain for some way to make it harder for her to concentrate and decided on reaching over to tease Ash.

She faltered a little, but it was nothing compared to the way her head shot up when Leon's fingers entered her. Chris watched the way that Ash's body thrashed around from Leon's touch. He was doing little more than mindlessly thrusting into Leon's mouth, which felt better than it had in any of Chris's dreams about the blonde man.

"Fuck, I'm so close," Chris muttered between clenched teeth. He was doing all that he could to hold off from cumming, but Chris had wanted this for so long. He had wanted Leon, and if the start of whatever they were going to have came wiht Ash's help, Chris wasn't too big to accept it. He wanted to have Leon all to himself, even more than he wanted to bury his cock deep inside of Ash's cunt.

"Fuck me." Ash grabbed Leon by the collar and moved to straddle his lap. Leon moved one of his hands away from Chris's cock to line the tip of his own with Ash's entrance. Slowly, Ash sank down onto his cock. Leon gave her a moment to adjust before he started to thrust his hips up for some movement. Ash followed suit and began bouncing wildly on Leon's cock.

"Fuck, you two are so hot," Chris said. He wasn't sure how much longer he was going to last with the sight in front of him. The way that Leon didn't miss a beat even with Ash riding him like that. Chris would have been a goner, and the more that he thought about it, the tighter the feeling in the pit of his stomach got.

Chris pulled out of Leon's mouth, but not out of Leon's grasp. Leon stroked every bit of cum out of Chris's cock that he could. Chris watched as Leon leaned up to lick away the droplets that had landed on Ash's chest. Ash used her finger to wipe away what had fallen on Leon before offering it over to Chris.

"Come on," Ash urged. Chris had never really done anything like that before, but there was something in Ash's tone that didn't give him the room to think twice about it. He would have done anything that she asked him to in that moment. Ash smirked as Chris took her fingers into his mouth and sucked them clean. She could see the gears starting to turn in his head, so she pulled him into a kiss before he could reflect on what they were doing. She had plans that didn't include things ending then and there, she wanted them to test their limits.

#wwe x reader #wwe #bayley x reader #bayley #my writing #one shot

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the-trans-ginger · 1 year

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"apologise"

whoops I might have gotten myself a new hyperfixation, which is writing this series. this is a direct sequel of this fic. I kinda wanted to include some actual smut in this but then I decided it was better to split it up into two parts (first this, then smut). because I already started with the smut part it probably won't be long until I post that.

content: no smut but there is a dom/sub dynamic. dom reader, switch rhea, sub bayley (in a less romantic/sexual way though). rhea and reader kiss.

rhea gets comforted by reader when her knee is being examined. later, they run into bayley, who tries to tease rhea about what happened in the ring. rhea won't have this and puts bayley in her place.

when a physical therapist walked in to examine rheas knee, she was already laying down, just as I had told her to. I was standing right next to her, still a bit thrown off by rhea calling me sir without me forcing her to. I gave her shoulder a soft squeeze to let her know I'd be there for her if she needed anything.

the therapist started looking at rheas knee, bending it a few times. then he started pressing it, right in the most painful spots. rhea had put her dominant face back on, trying her best not to wince too much even though she clearly was in pain.

in an attempt to comfort her, I held her hand, making small circles with my thumb. this might not have been my best decision: rhea squeezed it. hard. very hard.

in an attempt to distract rhea from the pain a bit (so she would stop squeezing my hand so hard), I started running my hands through her hair until the PT was done. he said there were no ripped tendons as far as he could see, the knee would just hurt for a little while.

he walked away and gave us the room to ourselves again. rhea propped her elbows under her and sat up at the edge of the bed. I stopped her from standing up by moving to the same spot I was in before the PT showed up, standing between rheas legs, staring deeply into her eyes.

I picked up where we left off, pulling rhea towards me into a passionate kiss. I slipped in my tongue, making her let out a small moan. I hummed approvingly in response before deepening the kiss, tangling my fingers in her hair.

the kiss ended with the both of us running out of breath, still keeping the eye contact while panting. I was the first to be able to speak again.

"damn, I should have joined the judgement day a month ago. man, that kiss was something different, you're fucking great"

rhea blushed. "I- you- I'm just thankful you didn't just tease me like you've been doing all day."

her gaze hardened, her dominant side came back up. "but you'd better take me to your hotel room after we're done, I didn't go through all this teasing to not get fucked tonight."

I raised my eyebrows and hooked my finger through the collar she was wearing as part of her gear. "I know you're new to all this but you should realise that you're not in a place to make demands. you can be a little bratty, I like that, but be aware of the consequences. I was going to take you to my room tonight, now I'm not so sure if I should anymore" I toyed with her.

rhea looked away and swallowed slowly, realising she had overstepped. "I'm sorry sir" she said softly.

I smirked. "good. now let's get you cleaned up, your lipstick is all smeared and we have an interview in twenty minutes."

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we slowly made our way to the place where byron saxton would be waiting for us, when bayley suddenly appeared from behind a corner. when she saw us, she grinned, clearly wanting to tease rhea with what had happened in the ring tonight.

rhea and I looked at eachother and thought the same thing: bayley was about to learn a lesson. nobody was going to mock rhea and walk away with it. I decided to let rhea take the lead this time, I was just going to stand at her side and see what would happen.

Bayley started speaking. "hey rhea! didn't expect to see you here tonight after being humiliated like that. not so dominant now, huh? I bet-" she was interrupted by rhea, who put a firm hand right around her throat. "are you sure it's a good idea to talk to me like that? I'm giving you one chance to apologise and fuck off, or you'll regret what you just said." she lightly squeezed bayleys throat to make sure her message was clear.

bayley tried to hide the panic she was feeling, but obviously didn't do a great job at it. she looked at me, as if I was going to help her out of this. I laughed. "do you really think I'm going to just let you go? you're not very clever, are you? I'm part of the judgement day now, there's no way you're getting out of here without some punishment. nobody speaks to rhea in that tone and gets away with it."

bayley swallowed, only now realising the hole she had dug for herself. I put my hand on rheas shoulder. "maybe you should make her kneel for you, let her know her place. teach her a lesson."

rhea smirked and gave bayley a very, very threatening look, her hand still wrapped around her throat. "you heard it. your time to apologise is over, you'll need to put in some more effort now. kneel for me."

bayley looked at the both of us with a face full of fear and anger. rhea had let go of her throat, which meant that bayley could run away. if she dared to, that is. getting on her knees for rhea was a thing she would hate to do, but she realised that it was much, much better than being beat up by the two of us. she got on her kneels reluctantly, looking rhea in the eyes the whole time. rhea grabbed bayleys chin with force.

"apologise."

bayley shivered at rheas intensity and quickly gave up her defiant look. "I- I'm sorry rhea, I won't do it again, probably. just please let me go, I've got places to be." rhea looked pleased at the apology; she let go of bayleys chin. bayley gave her a look of relief, unaware of what was coming: rhea gave her a big slap to the face, knocking her to the ground.

"that's a warning for what will happen the next time you try to talk me down. we're done here."

as we walked away, I proudly wrapped my arm around her. "man, we're gonna be such a great tag team"

rhea smiled. "it's going to be amazing. now prepare for your proper induction to the judgement day: we're going to terrorise byron saxton when he asks another round of stupid questions"

#saturn speaks #rhea ripley x reader #rhea ripley #bayley #bayley x reader #wwe x reader #bayley x rhea ripley #wwe

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1-800-sinister · 2 months

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(tw: baykota angst.)

Dakota knew she shouldn't do it; she shouldn't turn on her girlfriend. She knew Bayley had a hard time trusting people, but this is what her boss wanted. Would this ruin what she and Bayley have in the process?

Dakota and Bayley were out for the tag match against the Kabuki Warriors. Dakota was putting on a good face. She watched as Bayley got beat up, then Bayley was fighting them off.

Bayley went to tag in Dakota. She then planted her face into the mat as Dakota jumped down, not taking the tag. She lifted her head up, staring at her girlfriend in shock. She smacked the mat. Bayley felt betrayed, hurt, everything.

Dakota looked at her girlfriend. She kept her guilt masked in her face, showing no emotion. She watched as Asuka and Kairi attacked Bayley. She got in the ring.

Asuka and Kairi held Bayley up. Dakota looked at her and whispered, "I'm sorry, I love you." She slapped Bayley, and soon later, Iyo kicked Bayley, knocking her down.

Dakota got out of the ring with Asuka Kairi and Iyo. She stared at Bayley. She headed backstage, leaving her girlfriend behind in the ring.

Bayley was in the doctor's room holding ice to her shoulder as she stared at the floor. She looked up when she heard someone walk in. Bayley noticed it was Dakota.

Dakota tried to speak, but Bayley didn't let her "get out." She shook her head. "No, Bay, I'm sorry. You know, I love you. I had to do it."

Bayley got up and came face-to-face with Dakota. "I look at you, and I see nothing." She walked out of the doctor's room.

#bayley #bayley x reader #damage ctrl #dakota kai #wwe imagine #wwe smut #wwe x reader #wwe #baykota

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south-of-heaven · 26 days

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Reader is damage ctrls(including bayley and Dakota)’s “child” (not really reader is just a wrestler who is younger then them but they coddle them bc..they are annoying

Just a Kid || Damage Ctrl x Reader

Summary: Everyone in the locker room think you're just a kid, too green and you don't belong there. Damage Ctrl take you in.

As you step into the bustling locker room, the chatter around you falls to a hush, replaced by a subtle tension that hangs in the air. You know what they're thinking—that you're just a kid, too green to be here among seasoned wrestlers.

You can feel their eyes on you, scrutinizing your every move, their disapproving whispers barely concealed behind forced smiles. You try to shake off the unease creeping over you, but it's hard not to feel like an outsider in a room full of veterans.

Just then, the familiar sound of laughter breaks through the tension, drawing your attention to the corner of the room where Bayley, Dakota Kai, and the Sky Pirates, Iyo Sky, Kairi Sane, and Asuka, are gathered. Despite the icy atmosphere surrounding you, their laughter is infectious, filling the room with a sense of warmth and camaraderie.

You tentatively make your way over to them, the weight of their gazes heavy on your shoulders. But as you approach, they greet you with open arms, their smiles genuine and welcoming. You can't help but feel a sense of relief wash over you as you join their circle, the tension of the locker room melting away in their presence.

Despite being the youngest member of Damage CTRL, you've always felt like part of the family with Bayley, Dakota, Iyo, Kairi, and Asuka. They've taken you under their wing from day one, guiding you through the ups and downs of the wrestling world with patience and understanding.

Sure, some may see their coddling as a weakness, but to you, it's been a lifeline—a source of comfort and support in an otherwise daunting environment. They've helped you grow as a wrestler and as a person, teaching you the ropes and cheering you on every step of the way.

As you laugh and joke with your teammates, the weight of the locker room's judgment fades into the background. With Bayley's arm draped around your shoulders and Dakota's playful banter filling the air, you know that you're exactly where you belong—surrounded by friends who see you for who you truly are: a valued member of the team, no matter your age or experience level.

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madhatterbri · 5 months

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Thanksgiving Revelation | Bayley

Summary: You reveal on Thanksgiving that you two are married.

"Don't be nervous about meeting my family. They are going to love you," you repeated for the hundredth time. You locked your fingers in hers. Your thumb rubbed her hand softly. She stared at the road nervously. Her usual cool and calm demeanor now stricken with panic.

"I took away their only chance for them to see their daughter walk down the alter," she deadpanned. Although rather grim look your heart swelled. Only chance. You sometimes wondered if she was serious and this eased your worries.

"It was both of our decision. I just wanted to see you and not deal with the stress of planning and making sure people don't hate each other," you assured her. Her hand brought up to your lips as you kissed her. She nodded slowly and parked in front of the house. "Let's do this,"

Your family welcomed Bayley with open arms. She was charming and made sure to make them laugh. Your dad liked her for being an avid 49ers fan. They talked a good bit about football while watching it on the TV.

Time came for dinner to be served. You made a special plate for Bayley. You spent the night before making some of her favorite. While talking with your mom you didn't notice that your dad took the plate for her off the counter.

Once you turned to grab her plate you noticed it was gone. You grabbed your plate and rushed out to the dining room. You saw your dad place the plate down before him at the head of the table.

He talked to your cousin while unrolling the silverware from his napkin. His laughter filled the room enjoying the time with his family.

"Wait, dad, that plate is for my wife!" You announced. Your family turned to you and then to Bayley. Her cheeks blushed as she waved nervously at the crowd. She would have rather been in the most rowdy arena than here.

The silence in the room was deafening. Your father and mother looked at each other as if begging the other to speak first. Your mother smiled at the two of you.

"Well, I guess we can be thankful to have another daughter in the family,"

#fanfiction #imagine #wwe #love #thanksgiving prompts #thanksgiving #bayley x y/n #bayley wwe #wwe bayley #bayley x reader #bayley x you

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mamisfavmosherz · 4 months

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WWE MASTERLIST

The people below are the ones I will 100% write for! Feel free to request other women, tho and I'll let yall know if I'll write for them or not! <3

RHEA RIPLEY

• Big Dreams Let To This (Rhea Ripley x Pregnant!Reader)

LIV MORGAN

~ Coming Soon ~

SASHA BANKS/MERCEDES MONÉ

~ Coming Soon ~

BAYLEY

• Broken Trust (Bayley x Reader)

SONYA DEVILLE

~ Coming Soon ~

SHAYNA BAZLER

~ Coming Soon ~

CHARLOTTE FLAIR

~ Coming Soon ~

DAKOTA KAI

~ Coming Soon ~

ZELINA VEGA

~ Coming Soon ~

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domripley · 6 months

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You and Us - Two

pairing(s): 4hw x reader; poly!4hw

warnings: overstimulation, daddy kink, finger fucking, anal, fluff, kink negotiation, oral, oral sex on a strapon, verbal degradation, rimming, orgasm denial, ruined orgams

word count: 6,241

summary: You had been Becky’s sub for a while, and now you’re starting to become the other four horsewomen’s submissive.

You woke up the next morning to Sasha with her arm around you. Becky, Bayley, and Charlotte weren’t in the bed, but you were too exhausted to move.

“Good morning, love,” Sasha said against your throat. Kissing your shoulder as her finger tips ran across your chest.

“M-Morning,” you whined as Sasha moved down to kiss more of your skin. You knew what she was doing, but you weren’t too sure it was allowed.

“Did you have fun last night?”

“I-I did, did you?”

You tried to hold your breath, as her mouth reached your right nipple. “Wait!”

Sasha pulled back, concern was plastering her face. “What’s wrong, (Your Name)?”

“I-Is this allowed?”

Sasha didn’t respond to your question - instead she got up out of the bed, telling you to meet her downstairs with the others. You were worried she was upset with you, but she seemed like she wasn’t.

Once you had gone to the bathroom, and put a shirt on, you were sure it was Sasha’s. You made your way downstairs to find Bayley cooking, and both Charlotte and Sasha watching something on the television.

“Hey, sweetheart. Come join us.” Charlotte smiled.

You shyly smiled at them, sitting down next to the two of them. Becky came out of the downstairs, bathroom, moving towards the other couch that was across from the one you were currently on.

“So, Sasha had brought up something to us that you were concerned about. Would it be okay if we all talked about it over breakfast?” Becky asked, and you nodded.

“Yeah we can.”

—

Once everyone had set the table, Bayley brought the food out for everyone. You noticed that she had cooked you your favorite breakfast meal - eggs, toast, and hash browns. The thought that Becky has told them some of your favorite foods made your heart swell.

“Thank you for cooking this for us, Bayley,” you gave her a small smile. You wanted her to know how much you appreciated the effort, hoping that how nervous you were, wasn’t written all over your face.

“You’re very welcome, (Your Name).”

You took what you wanted from the plates of food, thankful that they didn’t talk about what Sasha told them right off the bat. You wouldn’t be ready for it - and Becky knew this. Waiting until everyone had what they wanted on their plate, and had already started eating, Becky began to talk.

“So Sasha had brought up that you were a little concerned that it wouldn’t be allowed if she were allowed to play with you while I was downstairs? Is that true?”

“I-I wasn’t sure because you weren’t in the room with us…” you tailed off, turning to the redhead. She looked calm, as if she understood what you were getting at.

“Baby, yer allowed to play with them as much as ya want. Even if I’m not in the same room or if I’m not even here. I play with them when yer away, and you knew that.” she gave you a reassuring smile. “So if Sasha wants to pleasure ya when the two of you are in the bed by yerselfs it’s more than okay. If any of them want to play with yer pretty pussy, you don’t need permission from me.”

“Alright, that makes me feel a lot better.” You bit your lip. Suddenly you jumped a little as you felt a hand touch your thigh, it was Sasha who you knew had no intentions of giving you what you wanted at that moment.

“I’m glad, and please if you have any other concerns I want you to come to me, come to us about them. We won’t be mad or even upset, (Your Name).” Sasha said, her hand traveling up higher. You shifted in your seat as you started to spread jelly onto a piece of your toast.

“I promise I will as soon as something comes up.” you knew if you had taken a bite of your toast, you would have choked because Sasha’s finger tips ghosted your inner thigh.

Leaning in, she whispered, “I’m going to fucking ruin you after they leave for the gym.”

You were definitely looking forward to it.

——

You all cleaned the table, and as Bayley, Becky, and Charlotte bid their goodbyes before going to the gym, Becky gave you a knowing smirk.

“So what do you want to do?” you asked to break the comfortable silence, and Sasha turned to look at you.

“Let’s go upstairs and finish what we were about to start.” she suggested, grabbing your hand and leading you up to the master bedroom. You were glad she had told the others about your concern, especially since you were now much more comfortable with the thought of even doing things with just Sasha around.

As the two of you got in the room, Sasha pushed you onto the bed. Moving between your legs, she began grinding against you. “Do you want me to kiss you?” she asked, kissing the side of your neck.

“Yes, please.”

Your first thought she was referring to your mouth, but as she moved down your body, you realized she was talking about something entirely different from what you thought. Moving down so that your legs were dangling off the foot of the bed, you let out a quiet gasp as Sasha pushed your thighs apart. “Knew you weren’t wearing anything other than my shirt this morning. You look so good in it, but wanna know what looks much better?”

Getting down on her knees, Sasha continued to keep eye contact with you. Slapping your pussy lightly, she spoke up, “I asked you a question, (Your Name). I expect an answer.”

“Wh-What looks better, Sash?”

“This pretty little pussy of yours, no wonder why Becky loves it. So pretty.” she leaned in, kissing your right inner thigh, before your other thigh. She was going slow on purpose. Closing her eyes, she kissed your pussy softly, to where you could barely feel it.

”Please,” you whined, hoping she would give in. You knew if it was Becky, she wouldn’t give in, and maybe Sasha would be different.

“What do you want?” she asked, running the pad of her thumb through your folds.

“Your mouth, please? M’need your mouth on me.”

“But I’ve already had my mouth on your thighs, what more do you want?”

You knew the game she was playing all too well - Becky had done this to you many times before. “Want your mouth on my pussy, please Sash?”

Instead of ignoring your request, Sasha wrapped her lips around your clit, she pressed two of her fingers against your entrance. “Beg me.” she said dipping one of the fingers into your hole.

“Sash, please just fuck me, I need it.” You gave in, not wanting to wait any longer for her mouth.

Sasha didn’t waist anymore more time, sliding two of her fingers into your tight cunt. You let out a quiet wimpier as she started off with a slow pace. You wanted much more already, and both of you knew that.

“You’re already so wet and I’ve barely been fucking you. Tell me, do you want another finger, baby? What do you want?”

You took a deep breath, trying your best to focus on the words that were ready to say. However, as she rubbed the pad of her thumb against your clit, you had almost come then and there if she hadn’t pulled her hand away from you entirely.

“Bu-“ you started, but she cut you off, slapping your pussy hard. You let out a cry, instantly shutting your legs as you watched Sasha get up from where she was sitting.

“No ‘buts’, baby. ‘Bout to give you something much better than my mouth and my fingers.” You weren’t sure at first what she was referring to, too focused on losing the pleasure she was giving you. Going to one of the dressers they had in the room - the smallest that was more of a storage container. Sasha pulled out a viborator that you were very familiar with. Becky’s favorite to use on you was in fact, a hitachi - usually she used it while she fucked you with her strapon. So what Sasha was getting ready to do was completely different.

“I’m going to overstimulate you until I’m bored. Understood? Color?”

“Green,” you took a deep breath. “And I understand.”

Turning on the hitachi to the lowest setting, Sasha pushed it up against your clit lightly. ”Holy fuck!” you let out a gasp, closing your legs as quickly as you could. The sudden feeling on your cunt was enough to send you over the edge way too early.

“First and only warning baby, you close your legs again I’ll tie you up for the others to find you. Leave you with this messy little pussy so desperate? It would honestly be such a shame, baby.” Sasha hummed, waiting for your response.

“No, no please, I promise I’ll keep my legs open, Sash!” you begged, doing as you said you would.

“Yeah that’s it. We’re going to go nice and slow okay? If it gets to be way too much, make sure you safeword. I won’t be upset at all. Understood?”

“I understand.”

“Good girl.”

You tried your best to stay focused on keeping your legs open, not wanting to be punished. You also didn’t want to disappoint her.

She pushed the hitachi hard against your clit, causing your left leg to shake as you tried even harder to not give in to closing your legs. “Sash-!” you cried out, coming faster than you ever have. You hadn’t realized you closed your eyes, until you opened them to find Sasha staring up at you.

“You came so fast, baby. Are you ready for another?” she asked, turning the toy up a notch. Looking up at you as you nod, the next level it was on, was much faster than the first and it made you a little nervous. “This time, (Your Name), you’re going to tell me how close you are before you come. You don’t have to ask for permission, but I need to know that you’re coming.”

You didn’t think anything of it, and as Sasha pushed the hitachi against your pussy once more, any thoughts left your head. Continuing to push it against you, you began to shake, unsure if your orgasm was approaching. “Sasha, please.” you cried out, unsure of what you were begging for.

“Yes, (Your Name)?”

The way your name rolled off of her tongue pushed you closer to the edge, and you were trying to gather up the words you wanted to say. “M’close, Sash. I’m already so close again-“ you cut yourself as your second orgasm ripped through you. But as fast as it came, it was just as fast leaving, if not faster.

Sasha let out a laugh, shutting off the hitachi. You let out a gasp, “Sasha?”

“Yeah, baby girl?”

“Why did you do that?” you cried out, closing your legs as tight as you could.

“Because I can. I gave you two orgasms - did I not? Hm?”

You knew she had a point, but you never thought she would ruin your orgasm. Usually Becky would have told you what she was doing, and now you were realizing they were all much more different than the redhead.

“Let’s get you dressed, the others will be here soon.”

It was going to be a very long day.

—

When they finally got back home, you had showered, and Sasha had given you a clean pair of clothes. You wanted so much more than what she gave you, but you didn’t want to be bratty towards her. Not yet. Becky knew how much of a brat you could be, and you wanted to keep that between the two of you for a while. Although, last night Bayley got a little taste of how you could be.

“You okay, (Your Name)? You seem a little distracted?” Charlotte asked. The two of you were the only ones downstairs, as Sasha and Bayley were taking a nap, and Becky was downstairs in their home gym. You hadn’t even realized that she came into the room, or that you were supposed to be doing the dishes.

“N-No, what makes you say that, Char?” you asked, even though both of you knew the real answer.

“Bex told you to do dishes, and you’ve been trying to grind against the counter for five minutes. I heard what Sasha did to you,” Charlotte said, getting closer to the point where your ass was against her front. You gasped, feeling that she was packing. “Such a rude, rude thing to do to your pretty little pussy.”

Charlotte whispered in your ear, your breath caught in your throat at the feeling of her breath against your neck. She had you there, and you both knew it. “Please…” you trailed off, grinding against Charlotte’s strap that she was packing.

Without a word the blonde pulled back, giving herself enough room to unzip her jeans “Pull your pants down to your ankles, along with your panties. Gonna fuck you right here, like you deserve.”

You did as she said, hoping that she wasn’t going to pull what Sasha did. But as soon as they were around your ankles, she was quick to bend you over the sink. “You’re such a filthy little thing, baby. Letting me take you anywhere I want, huh? Knowing the others could easily walk in and see what’s going on. Tell me, how do you think Daddy would react?”

Before you could answer, she lined up the toy to your entrance, and slid in with ease. “She really did leave you desperate, I didn’t even need to get you ready for me. Now answer my question or I can stay inside you while you finish your dishes. Your choice.”

“Daddy would watch you fuck me at first, and then… laugh at how wet I am,” you moaned, trying your best to focus on the words that were coming out of your mouth instead of the cock in your cunt. “Then she would pro-probably fuck me in front of you.”

“Yeah she would, after I got done using this cunt of ours. You’re already squeezing around my cock, baby. I bet Daddy would love to hear about this.” Charlotte laughed, gripping your waist as she fucked into you. “Who’s pussy is this? I love hearing you say it.”

”Yours, B-Bayley’s, Sash’s, and Daddy’s,” you gasped as she pulled you closer to her by your hair. “Oh god, please fuck me harder, M-Charlotte.” You caught yourself before you could say it, thankful because you weren’t sure if she was even into that. It seemed as if she didn’t catch on - which you were glad for that. Without responding, Charlotte fucked you faster, wrapping her hand around your throat as she did. You gripped the sink counter, trying your best not to make too much noise, especially since Bayley and Sasha were upstairs sleeping.

“You’re so wet, baby, I can hear your cunt. I bet Daddy can too.” you cried out, fucking her back to meet her movements. “You would love that huh? Having Daddy hear from all the way in the basement, letting her know how wet our cunt is?”

She let go of your neck, pushing you back against the sink, she pulled all the way out until the tip was the only thing inside of you. You thought she was going to pull out, but as soon as that thought crossed your mind, Charlotte slammed back in all the way to the hilt. You let out a loud cry, feeling the mess you were making on your thighs. You tried to move, but she held you in place. “You’re not allowed to fuck me back, baby.” she laughed, reaching her right hand down to your clit.

“You’re making such a mess, baby, you just might even make a mess on the floor. You like being fucked like this, don’t you?”

She held you in place as she rubbed your clit, not moving herself caused you to whimper. “Please, Char,”

“Please what? What. Ever. Could. You. Want?” Each word punctuated with a thrust, almost sending you over the edge on the last one.

“Wanna come for you.”

“Then do it, slut.”

She began to move once again, rubbing your clit in a way that was perfectly timed with her thrusts. Your legs started to shake, thankful that Charlotte was able to hold you up herself. You came, holding back a moan by biting your arm, you had just realized the kitchen window was open. You were way too busy thinking about the cock that was still inside of you.

“Fuck, you’re so lucky I didn’t wear my cock that could fill you up. I’d pull your panties back up once I stuffed you and then I’d eat your pussy when I got the chance.” Charlotte whispered in your ear, still rubbing your clit as you rode out your orgasm.

”Oh my god,” you knew in that moment that Becky had told her about the time she fucked you like that. Obviously you didn’t care that she did - but the fact Charlotte brought it up just as you were coming down from your high.

Finally pulling out, Charlotte turned you around, so that your back was against the counter. Getting down on her knees, you weren’t sure what she was doing. You looked down at her and as she leaned in, you gasped as she placed a light kiss on your clit. You watched as she stood back, and helped you pull your clothes back up.

“Wanna watch a movie, baby?” she asked, holding you in the arms as you calmed down. You wanted nothing more than to stay in her arms for the rest of the day.

“Yes, please… but the dishes.”

“Fuck the dishes, I’ll do them after. Alright? What do you want to watch, baby?”

“Something scary.”

“You got it.”

——

You woke up still in Charlotte’s arms on the couch, and you didn’t even remember falling asleep. Looking up from your place, Charlotte was asleep as well. Your head laid comfortably on her chest, unsure if you should move, or not. You knew you needed to work on a new storyline, and since your vacation was ending in two days, you needed to get a move on things.

You let out a yawn, trying your best to stretch without waking Charlotte up, you were surprised at how heavy of a sleeper she was. You looked around the room to see the strap she had fucked you with was laying on the carpet. Letting out a laugh, you were startled to hear Bayley sitting on the other couch.

“I’m guessing she already fucked you?” Bayley asked casually, and you bit your lip.

“Y-Yeah.” you whispered, you were suddenly embarrassed about it, but Bayley didn’t seem all too fazed.

“Do you need help getting up? You look like you want to get up.” she asked, thankfully changing the subject. You weren’t sure how she knew, but you were glad. She held on to your hand as you lifted yourself over Charlotte. As soon as you were off of her, you turned to Bayley.

“What time is it?” you asked, yawning as you were finally able to stretch out fully.

“Seven thirty, why?”

”Shit.” you groaned. You were ready to head upstairs to grab your laptop, but Bayley stopped you.

“What’s wrong?”

“I have to write out an email to Vince and Hunter to see if they’d be willing to hear my pitch for a Rusev and Kevin Owens storyline. It’s due at nine.”

Before Bayley could say anything, you ran up the steps to the little office they had made for you for when you were over their house. You needed to get this email out as fast as you could - thankfully you write everything out in a google document so all you had to do was go over it and then copy and paste.

——

Opening up the document, you looked through it, making sure there were no mistakes, and it all made sense. Once you looked over it two, three, four times, you copied and pasted it into the email and sent it. You were definitely a perfectionist - but it usually always worked out in your favor. You were so busy that you hadn’t realized that Bayley was standing in the doorway.

“Sorry I kind of freaked out on you, I realized now that I had time but it takes a little while for me to read things over and double check to make sure everything is perfect.”

“You’re okay! I was under the impression that you actually didn’t write it and if that was the case I would’ve had to spank you. You can’t be fucking us - or should I say getting fucked by us and not be doing your job.” When she admitted that, your breath caught in your throat. “But since you had everything done, and only had to read it over to send it I think you deserve a reward, don’t you?”

“I-I do.”

“Then tell me.”

“I deserve a reward, Bayley. Please give me one,” you whispered the last part, embarrassed, as if the two of you were in a crowded room.

“Then come with me. Becky and Sasha went to get some takeout, since it’s our cheat day.” she explained and you nodded. She took you into their room, just as Sasha did earlier. “I’m feeling sore still from my workout, so would you like to know what your reward is?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Bayley.”

“I’m going to sit on the edge of the bed, and if you want to get off, you’re going to ride my thigh.”

You watched as she undressed, your eyes never leaving her as she sat down. You weren’t sure how this was a reward, but you weren’t going to complain. You undressed quickly, not wanting to waste any time. She watched you, spreading her legs as she did so when you walked over to her, you had enough room for her thigh.

“I would give you my cock, but Charlotte already gave you hers and I don’t want to make you too greedy.” she laughed as you straddled her thigh. The contact of warmth against your cunt made you cry out, and earned you a light slap to your face. “Did I say you could make any noises?”

“N-No.”

“No, that’s right.”

Bayley let out a moan as you began to move against her toned thigh. Holding onto her shoulders for support, you tried your best not to look at her. To you, this was embarrassingly hot as she just sat there. Watching as you picked up your pace, Bayley wrapped her left hand around your throat. It was a lot harder to do this than you thought it would be, but as soon as you finally found a steady rhythm that was easier for you, Bayley lightly pushed you off of her. “Nevermind, I have a much better idea. Bend over the bed for me, baby.”

You nodded, doing as you were told as quick as you could. You needed her to fuck you, and as hard as it was to be patient, you knew that that was the only way you’d get anything from her.

“Have you ever had a tongue in your tight little ass, (Your Name), has Becky done that to you, hm?”

“I-I-” you were getting ready to make an excuse, but Bayley brought a hand down to your ass hard.

“Don’t even try to lie to me, baby.”

”Yes! Yes she has,” you whined. You were glad that you couldn’t see her face - knowing that she had a smirk plastered all over it.

“That’s Daddy’s hole isn’t it?” you hummed in response, turning to see that she was on her knees. “Well it’s going to be mine tonight, understood?”

“Yes, Bayley.”

You knew you were going to get into trouble with Becky later on, especially since she made it clear that that hole was hers and only hers. You just hoped Bayley would get into trouble as well.

“You’re so easy when you’re wet, I’ll have to remember that for later.” she said before trailing her tongue across your right asscheek. You knew what was coming, you and you wanted it more than anything. “Tell me who’s ass is this? Answer wisely baby, or you’re getting nothing.”

“It’s… yours. Bayley, my ass is yours!” you cried out, as her tongue met your entrance. Licking around it, Bayley hummed as you let out a whimper. ”Please!”

“Please what? What do you want?”

“Want your tongue.”

“You have my tongue, baby.”

“Want your tongue in me,” you whispered, trying your best not to beg too much. Not wanting to come off way too desperate.

“Good girl, was that so hard, huh?”

“No, Bayley.”

“Good girl.”

Leaning closer towards you once more, Bayley licked your entrance once, twice, before pushing her tongue into you. You let out a moan that you had been holding onto since she had you bent over. The thought of Becky punishing you had left your head as she slowly fucked your ass. She stiffened out her tongue, reaching underneath you to rub at your clit. “You’re so wet, is this all because I’m using my tongue on your pretty little ass?”

“Answer me, baby or I’ll stop.” she warned.

“Yes, it’s all because of you. Please don’t stop, it feels so good!”

“I’m so glad to hear that, baby. You better ask before you even think about coming.”

You nodded, “I will, I promise.”

She continued on with what she was doing, fucking you slowly as she picked up the pace of the fingers that were rubbing at your clit. Balling your fists up with the sheets as she slid her tongue back out of your ass. “You know, I can see why Becky really loves you ass. I think it might actually be my favorite too.”

Standing back up from off her knees, Bayley walked over to the dresser that Sasha had gotten the hitachi out, and pulled out a much smaller strapon than you had seen from what they’ve used on you so far.

“Gonna get you prepped, alright? Remember your safewords, and that you can use them at any time?”

“I do.”

“Good girl. For this I need you on your hands and knees.” she instructed, and you moved up onto the bed. You heard her squirt some lube onto one of her fingers.

Bayley pushed the tip of her finger into your entrance. “You okay?”

“Yeah, I’m okay! It’s been awhile,” you whimper as she pushed her finger deeper into you.

You slowed down your breathing, trying your best not to focus on the finger in your ass. Bayley coated another finger in the lube before she slowly pushed the finger into you to join the other. “You’re doing such a good job, I picked a smaller toy so it won’t be so bad. Alright?”

“Okay,” you breathed. You wanted the strapon inside of you more than anything, but you knew this had to take time. “Your fingers feel so good.”

“Good, I’m glad, baby.” she hummed, sliding her fingers out of your ass. She stood back admiring the way you looked, opened up the lube bottle once more. You bite your lip at the sound of her squeezing a large amount of lube onto her hand. “Wish you could see what I’m doing, jerking this toy like it’s an actual cock. In a way, I wish it was. Wanna know why, (Your Name)?”

“Y-Yes, I wanna know, Bayley, please tell me!” you begged, tensing up a little as the tip pressed against your entrance.

“Because I’d come in this ass of yours,” she chuckled. “Now relax, or this is going to really hurt and that’s the last thing I want to do to you.”

You nodded, taking a deep breath as you thought of something other than the strap that was going inside of you. Bayley pushed the tip inside of you, waiting a few seconds before pushing more of it inside of you. “Is it good? Are you okay, baby?”

“Yeah, it’s good, so good.”

Once you say that to her, Bayley goes a little faster, pushing the rest of it in, before pulling a little bit of it out to add more lube. “You’re so tight, Becky’s been neglecting this hole, hasn’t she?” she asked, starting with a slow pace. “Y-Yeah she has, need you to fuck my ass faster, please.”

Bayley gave you what you wanted, picking up the pace as you still got used to the feeling. So focused on the pleasure that you hadn’t realized that Becky was watching from the doorway. However, Bayley definitely noticed, knowing exactly what the redhead was going to be doing to you later without a word.

“Is this all you need? A cock in your ass to get you to not think at all? Maybe we shouldn’t even touch your pretty little pussy anymore.”

“N-No, like it in both holes,” you cried out fucking her back, you needed much more than what she was giving you at the moment.

“Of course you do, now fuck me back harder if you want anything more. This is all that I’m giving you, baby.”

You do just that, fuck her back as hard as you could, thankful that Bayley added more lube as you would pull off of the toy just enough to get some on it. You were growing close, and as soon as you were ready to tell her, she began to rub your clit. Choking on your words, you come silently as you tried to fight it the best you could. As soon as Bayley realized what you were doing, she roughly pulled out, slapping your ass as hard as she could.

“What did I tell you, slut?”

“Not to come…” you trailed off, knowing she was going to tell Becky.

“And what did you do?”

“I came without permission.”

“Yeah you did, and now I have to tell Becky, baby.” she teased, sighing in faux disappointment. “She’s going to be so upset with you.”

You knew you were in for it, but a part of you was excited.

——

You went downstairs, ready for dinner, but eating definitely was not on your mind. Seeing the pizza boxes on the table, you smiled at yourself. Becky knew your favorite thing was pizza, but you rarely hadit because Becky only had a cheat meal once a week.

“Grab a paper plate, (Your Name), and come in and eat. We got pepperoni, buffalo chicken, and Hawaiian.” Sasha explained, and you nodded.

As the four of you ate, you weren’t sure if Bayley had told her already or not. Becky was acting as if you didn’t just break one of her main rules, and you couldn’t help but start to grow even more anxious than before.

“So, (Your Name), how was your day?” Sasha asked.

“I-It was good! Sent out the proposition for a storyline, and I’m really hoping they approve of it.”

Sasha waited until you swallowed your bite to ask her next question. “What else did you do?”

“Uh, well, you ruined my orgasm, and then Charlotte fucked me in the kitchen. Then Bayley-“

Becky cut you off, “Fucked you in my hole.”

Becky wasn’t even looking at you when she said it, and when you looked over at both Charlotte and Sasha, they were trying to hold back laughter. You knew you were fucked, and now you needed to get Bayley in trouble as well - or try to at least.

“It was Bayley’s idea!”

Charlotte and Sasha broke out in laughter at that, and that’s when Becky finally turned to you. Raising an eyebrow at your sudden outburst.

“Sorry, Daddy.”

“Yer gonna be sorry. When you’re done eating go upstairs to our room. I want ya undressed by the time we all get done talking and eating. Understood?”

“I understand.”

“Get to it, slut.”

——

Once you were finished, you threw away your plate, and rushed upstairs. You took your shirt off, folding it and putting it on the chair next to the bed. Doing the same with the rest of your clothes - Becky liked when you did that, so you hope that that would lessen the punishment she was going to give you.

It had been a half an hour since you were up in the bedroom, and if you didn’t know any better, you’d think Becky had forgotten about you. But you knew Becky - she loved building up suspense before she punished you. Sometimes it worked, other times it just made you even more impatient.

Finally, after what felt like hours, Becky entered the room. “You’re in a lot of trouble, (Your Name). First, you let Bayley fuck my hole. Then, you give me an attitude because it was ‘Bayley’s idea’. I’m not sure what I should do with you. All I know is that we’ve been spoiling you since last night and I think you’re getting a little too greedy. What do you think, baby?”

“I’m not being greedy, Daddy.”

You both knew that was a lie, but she continued on. “Come get down on your knees, here.” she said, snapping her fingers towards the space near her feet. You did as you were told, knowing that any other brattiness would cause you to get into even more trouble.

Looking up at Becky, you could tell she wasn’t all that mad that she played out to be. But you wanted to get back onto her good side as soon as you could. “You know Daddy’s packing, right? I was going to fuck you so nice and slow, knowing that they made your pretty little pussy swollen.”

“Da-“ you tried, but Becky slapped your cheek. It wasn’t hard enough to hurt way too much, but it was enough.

“Ya don’t get to talk. Greedy sluts only get to listen and please. Understood?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Get my cock out.”

You pull down her sweats, licking your lips as the tip sprung out in front of your face. It was more on the thicker side - one she had fucked you with many times before. You went to wrap your lips around it, but Becky stepped back. “I told ya to get my cock out, not suck it. What, ya’ve gotten so much that you forgot that I’m in charge here? Do we need ta go back to when ya first subbed to me?”

“No, Daddy!” you reassured her - not wanting to go back to being edge every single night for a month.

“Good, because my cock needs dat pussy of yers,” she chuckled, gripping the base of the cock, she playfully slapped your cheek with it. The heat between your legs grew as she humiliated you some more - you just hope she hadn’t realized.

“Get on the bed, on Yer back for daddy - right on the edge.” she instructed, watching as you quickly got up. “Spread Yer legs fer me.”

You slowly opened them, looking right at Becky. She was stroking her strapon, moving closer so she could get a better look at your soaked cunt.”

“I have an idea for tomorrow, wanna hear it?” she asked, looking only at your pussy as she ran the tip of the toy through your folds.

“Fuck, yes Daddy. Please tell me what your idea is!” you cried out, tensing up as she lined it up to your entrance.

“Since you let Bayley play with my hole, I should show them who really owns it. What do ya think?”

You didn’t answer her right away, earning a slap to your cunt from the strapon. You let out a whine as she continued to slap at your clit, chuckling at how wet you were getting. “Can ya come from just this slut?” she kept going, picking up the pace.

“Y-yes, Daddy. Please keep going.”

“No. You don’t get what you want.” she snapped, sliding into you roughly. Not giving you any time to adjust to the toy, she began a rough pace.

“Do you like when yer Daddy fucks you like this? Fucks you the way you deserve to be fucked?”

“Uh-huh. Please, Daddy I wanted it harder.”

Becky slowed down completely, gripping your thighs as she fucked you. “What did I just tell you? Baby, you’re never like this. Are you getting dumb because the others fucked you all earlier?”

“Y-yes, Daddy. Please.”

“No. You’ll come tomorrow when I want you to.” She said, pulling out of you, and giving your pussy a harsh slap.

“Get you on the bed for me, (Your Name).” she instructed, sliding out of the harness.

You slowly crawled onto the bed, waiting as Becky grabbed the baby wipes from the drawer. “Wipe your thighs.” you nodded, wiping them off before throwing away the wipe.

“Do ya wanna cuddle, baby?”

“Is that really a question, Bex?” you rolled your eyes, earning a laugh from the redhead.

“I would rather ask ya than assume.”

“Well when it comes to cuddling, you can always assume. You should know this by now.”

“You have a point. Let’s get some rest, tomorrow’s a big day for ya.”

#charlotte flair x reader #becky lynch x reader #sasha banks x reader #bayley x reader #my writing #mine

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