Announced to take place in WWE for their women was an unique tournament, one of all the past humiliating and degrading match types that some fans used to love. And while it was a controversial move, it drew increased interest and eyes. Especially for the opening, a classic stipulation for embarrassment, a bra and panties match, which pitted
Sasha Banks against her newfound rival
Carmella.
Sasha made her entrance first and was definitely not lacking any confidence as she strutted out onto the ramp and struck her classic Boss hip swivel, sticking out her tongue before making her way to the ring, clearly as confident as she was before any other match, despite the humiliating stipulation and stakes. However, as had become the norm the previous few weeks, Carmella was not waiting for the match to strike first. Because as Sasha made her way to ringside, Carmella suddenly struck with a superkick to the side of Banks’ face, the Boss never seeing it coming as Mella struck first.
“That’s right! That’s why Mella is money! And Mella is untouchable!” Carmella boasts, spreading her arms and posing over the fallen form of her foe, “And that means that I am unable to be humiliated! This tournament is mine! And I’m going to make the Legit Boss my Legit Bitch!“ Carmella screams, grabbing Sasha by the hair and shorts and picking her up before tossing her into the ring, giving her a wedgie as she does so. The Untouchable Princess wasn’t in any hurry to follow up however, ducking underneath the ring apron to find some toys, pulling out and tossing in a couple of steel chairs and a couple of kendo stocks into the ring, before pulling out a trash can and holding it up smugly.
“Look everyone! It’s Sasha and her career!” Mella brags, taking too long to pose however. Because as she started to go towards the ring, Sasha had already recovered and was running the ropes, sliding and drop kicking the trash can into Carmella’s face, sending her down to the floor with a scream. Sasha slid out of the ring after the former Princess, scowling down at her.
“I’m sick and tired of you ambushing me week after week! There’s no way I LET YOU humiliate me in this too!” Sasha screams down at a dazed Carmella, ducking down and picking her up by the hair, before tossing her hard into the barricade. “It’s fitting you grabbed a trash can, because that’s all you are, trailer trash!” Sasha shouts, verbally berating her rival before picking her up and rolling her into the ring, quickly following behind.
Unlike many of their prior interactions, Carmella was on the back foot, staggering towards a corner and struggling to maintain her footing. Sasha was quick to follow however, striking with her corner Meteora to send Mella down to her ass, and then following up with another one, this time staying in position with her crotch pressed against the Untouchable One’s face.
”You may be ’Untouchable,’ but the Boss owns your skanky ass!” Sasha brags, sticking out her tongue before hopping off Carmella and setting her sights on one of the chairs she had brought into the ring, setting it up while the woman herself crawled out of the corner, rubbing at her face as it was clear she was trying to escape the ring.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Banks demands as she grabs her foe by her blonde hair, dragging her to the set-up chair. “This is what you wanted right? To be seen by everyone! Well trust me, nobody’s gonna forget what I do to you!” The Boston Native screams, forcing Carmella over towards the chair and bending her over it while kneeling down herself. “Let’s see how much this skank ass of yours can take!”
“Please! No! OW!” Carmella shrieks as Banks licks her hand and delivers a hard slap to one of her tan ass cheeks. Sasha wasn‘t done, delivering five spanks to each ass cheek and ten overall, turning Mella’s tan ass a light shade of pink. Sasha wasn’t done however, winding up and playing to the crowd before delivering an overhead, doubled-handed slap, causing the Untouchable Princess to cry out in agony.
”Now then, let’s see my ’Hand‘-iwork,“ Sasha quips with a confident grin on her face, taking Carmella by the waistband of her shorts and starting to pull down. And despite Mella’s flailing legs, and the slight complexity of the lower half of her attire, the Boss managed to wriggle her shorts down and off, exposing the Princess of Staten Island’s red thong and juicy ass.
“Piece of cake!” Sasha taunts, standing up and raising Carmella’s skimpy shorts in the air before bending down and performing her hip swivel taunt again. This proved to be costly as the half undressed woman had managed to recover and take advantage of the Boss’ cockiness, delivering a dropkick to her butt which sent Sasha tumbling through the middle rope and to the floor with a cry of pain.
”Are you kidding me?” Carmella shrieks as she glares down at Sasha, “You want to spank me? You want to strip me?” She screams, sounding indignant as she grabs a Kendo Stick and rolls outside the ring after the Boss, glaring down at a crawling Banks. “You don’t get to do that to me! Nobody does that to me!” Carmella screams as she raises the Kendo Stick and sends a lash down across Sasha’s back.
“Your ass always eats these shorts every match anyway, why stop now?” Mella shouts as she ducks down and grabs Banks by the hair and shorts, tossing the blue-haired woman into the steps and giving her a wedgie which exposes a lot of her bronzed booty. And, unfortunately for Banks, she ended up in a humiliating position, slumped over the steps on her stomach, with her round, exposed ass in the air. A position that her opponent was quick to realize.
”Are you kidding? This is great!” Carmella taunts with a loud laugh, stepping towards her foe and raising her Kendo Stick, before swinging it down across Sasha’s exposed and prone backside, causing the Boss to cry out in pain as her butt pleasantly jiggles. “You! Think! You! Can! Touch! Me!” Mella screams, unloading a strike with each word onto her opponent’s thick butt, leaving Sasha screaming in pain as she weakly tried to get off the steps, reaching back to rub at her booty.
”I’m untouchable baby! Un! Touch! A! Ble!” Carmella screams, emphasizing each syllable as she walks around to get in Sasha’s face, a cocky grin on her own as she looks down at her pain stricken opponent. “What’s the matter Banksey? Ya gonna cry like you do after every big loss? Huh? You gonna cry like the Legit Baby you are?” Mella taunts, Sasha weakly trying to slap up at the cocky Princess, only for the blonde to easily move out of the way. “That’s not very nice! Bad baby!” Carmella taunts arrogantly, going around Sasha and smirking as she sees her trying to get back up, running and booting her directly in the butt, sending her falling off the steps and to the floor.
”That’s right! Here is your winner, the Untouchable Carmella!” Mella shouts, declaring victory and feeling dominant despite technically being at the disadvantage in the match with her thong showing and Sasha still technically fully clothed. Despite this, the Untouchable One didn’t seem to be in a hurry, grabbing a bottle of water from the announcer’s table and walking leisurely back over to the Boston Native, taking a long gulp of the water before spitting it directly down onto Sasha’s face and chest.
”That’s right! That’s where you be...AH!” Carmella starts to brag before crying out as Sasha kicked her knee, feeling enraged by the disrespectful gesture shown. Sasha quickly got back up and dodged a swing of Carmella’s Kendo Stick, countering a second by grabbing it and trapping the stick underneath one arm. The Boss then kneed The Princess in the gut, causing her to stumble back and relinquish control of the weapon to Banks.
”You think you can disrespect the Boss like that Carmella? I’m ‘bout to own that skanky ass!” Sasha says with no small amount of confidence in her voice, stepping towards The Staten Island Princess and aiming repeated Kendo Stick shots at her, all of them causing her to cry out in pain as Banks continued to chase her around the ringside area, continuing to inflict more punishment with her own weapon.
“Please...stop it Sash...AH!” Carmella tries to plead, trying to feign in the Legit Boss, only for Sasha to catch her superkick, shaking her head at Carmella before dropping her face first into her knee. Banks then rolled Mella into the ring and ducked underneath it, digging around a couple seconds before pulling out a black Sharpie, holding it up with a devious look in her eyes.
“I told her I’m gonna own that trashy ass!” Sasha shouts, starting to climb up onto the apron only to get caught with a superkick this time by Carmella, sending her sprawling back to the floor, the marker falling out of her hand. Mella followed her outside, looking furious at Sasha‘s attempts at humiliating her.
”I’m sick of you! Let’s take this up a notch!” The blonde screams as she reaches down and grabs the waistband of Sasha’s shorts. Only, instead of pulling down, she pulled up as hard as she could, giving her a tight wedgie as it exposed almost all of her round backside. “You said you were gonna own MY ass? Please, I already own this sad lil’ booty!” Carmella shouts, sending a couple swats into it as Banks winced in pain from the earlier spanking. Mella then finally released the wedgie, only to quickly start pulling down on Sasha’s shorts. The Boston Native could barely fight back as the Princess wriggled her tiny shorts down over her big backside, exposing her blue, cheeky panties which looked more like a thong from the earlier wedgie.
”I bet she thinks this is the worst of it! Oh no, I meant it when I said I’d make the Boss my Bitch!” Carmella shouts as she holds up Sasha’s small shorts for a few seconds before tossing them into the ring. She then grabs the Kendo Stick and turns back to a slowly recovering Banks, grabbing her by the waistband of her panties with a cruel looking smile on her face.
“You don’t wanna cry and quit yet? How about now?” Mella teases cruelly as she slides the Kendo Stick into the right leg hole of Sasha’s panties, a huge grin plastered across her face.
”What are you doi...OH!” Sasha starts to mutter in confusion before gasping and moaning as Carmella slides the stick through both sides of the Boss’ panties and tugs up harshly on it, giving her a huge wedgie.
”How do you like this one Banksey? Still think you can humiliate me?” The blonde taunts, smirking down at her foe as she bounces the Kendo Stick up and down a few times, causing more pressure on her foe’s ass and causing Sasha to whimper and moan in pain. “Getting close to a few tears I see, let’s see how much more you can take!” Carmella mocks as she grabs Banks under the chin with one hand while still holding the Kendo Stick with the other, squeezing her cheeks together and making her make a very unflattering face with her lips puckered.
“Hm, looks like you’re ready for a kiss! Ooh! I know what you can kiss, bitch!” Carmella taunts as a lightbulb goes off in her head, releasing her grasp of the mega wedgie to Sasha‘a relief. However, it was only so she could turn around with her ass facing her rival, and pull Sasha’s forcibly puckered lips into one of her tanned and exposed ass cheeks.
“Bow down to your Untouchable Princess baby!” Mella shouts, keeping Sasha’s face pressed again her butt for a few seconds before bumping it backwards, knocking Banks down to the floor with a groan as she looked disgusted and humiliated, squirming in her discomfort. “That’s right! She wants to expose my ass, she can kiss it!” The blonde screams as she gives her rear a couple slaps before turning around and grabbing Sasha by the hair with one hand and the Kendo Stick with the other.
“In you go, Bossy Bitch!” Carmella screams as she tosses Sasha into the ring, starting to follow before she saw the Sharpie that Banks dropped earlier. “What’s this? Were you gonna try and use this on me?“ Mella teases with an evil glint in her eyes as she bends down and grabs it, “Let’s see how that works out for you!” She shouts as she picks it up and slides in the ring, chuckling as she sees Sasha weakly crawling for a chair.
“Where do you think you’re going?” The Princess taunts as she bends down and grabs the Kendo Stick, tugging up harshly on it and causing Banks to scream in pain as she gets another huge wedgie from the Princess of Staten Island. “I never said you could go ANYWHERE!” Mella shouts as she continues to wrench harder on her grasp of the weapon, for the longest fifteen seconds of Banks’ life until she finally dropped it with a huge grin on her face.
“Now then, what can we do with this?” Carmella taunts as she holds up the Sharpie, rolling a struggling Sasha over onto her back with a huge grin on her face as she opens the marker. “Time to show everyone who’s bitch you are!” Mella then kneels down and draws a giant letter “C” on Sasha’s toned stomach, cackling as she does before dropping the marker on the mat.
”That’s right baby! Who’s bitch are you? Who’s bitch are you?” Carmella taunts as she pulls Sasha slightly upright by the hair, only to receive a weak kick to her leg in response, causing her to stumble back a couple steps. “UGH!” She growls in frustration, before clocking her blue haired rival with another super kick, turning Banks’ lights out.
“I could end this right now you bossy brat! But, that would be too generous for you!” Mella spits down at the Legit Boss, grabbing her by the hair and roughly dragging her to a corner, before sitting her up in it. “Stay there bitch!” She screams as she bends down and bitch slaps Banks across the face, before moonwalking backwards, and making a couple “Suck It!” gestures.
”Open wide!“ Carmella shouts before running and nailing Sasha with her Bronco Buster. Only, instead of hopping off, Mella continued to bounce up and down and grind her crotch into her foe’s face, even miming riding and humping it with an obnoxious moan and laugh. “That’s right! Who’s bitch are you? Who’s bitch are you?” The Blonde mocks in an annoying, sing-song voice before finally hopping off after around twenty seconds of her Bronco Buster.
”I don’t think that’s enough! I think she deserves more!” Carmella taunts as she walks to the center of the ring before turning around and smacking her tan butt back at Banks. “I think she deserves to be this Untouchable Princess’ throne!” She shouts, starting to slowly back her ass towards her downed foe’s face, setting up a humiliating Stinkface. Desperate to avoid that, Sasha had managed to wriggle the Kendo Stick out of her panties and grab it, holding it up with the point directed at Carmella’s ass.
”What?
Ohhhhhhhhhhh...” Carmella moans in shock as Sasha started sticking the Kendo Stick into her ass crack and asshole, poking it into her before springing up and grabbing a tight handful of Mella’s blonde hair.
”I will never be your bitch!” Sasha growls into her ear, shoving Carmella forward before running forward and kicking the Kendo Stick as it was thoroughly embedded between Mella’s ass cheeks, earning a moan and scream of pain as she fell face first onto the mat. Sasha was quick to follow up, walking around to in front of Carmella and grabbing her by the hair to make her look up.
”You think it’s fun to try and shove your skank ass in my face? I hope you like Boss booty,” Sasha teases as she then turns around and pulls her rival by the hair and embeds her face directly between her plump cheeks. “I bet you regret that wedgie now!” She teases, wiggling and clapping her thick, bronze cheeks against The Princess’ face, her screams of humiliation muffled by Banks’ plump posterior. For fifteen seconds, Sasha continued this humiliation, until she pulled Carmella’s face out and pressed it into one of her wobbly cheeks.
”Kiss it! Right Now!” Sasha demands, getting a weak peck in response which she deems good enough, dropping Carmella’s hair and stepping forward, striking her hip swivel with a huge and confident grin on her face. “I’m the Boss! She’s just a nobody!” Banks shouts, turning back to Carmella who was reaching back and weakly trying to pull the Kendo Stick out from between her ass cheeks.
“Uncomfortable? Let me help you!” Sasha mocks in a ”friendly” tone as she grabs the Kendo Stick and harshly yanks it out, causing Mella to scream in shock and pain, before quickly dropping down and wrapping the weapon around her neck, pulling back in a Kendo Stick assisted Bank Statement, causing Carmella’s eyes to quickly bug out as she tapped almost instantly. Unfortunately for her, the match didn’t end via submission, leaving the Untouchable one weakly tapping the mat until she passed out from the submission. Sasha finally released it when Carmella had gone a few seconds without moving, standing up with a huge and confident grin on her face.
“I could end it right now, but that would be too generous for you!” Sasha taunts, mocking Carmella from earlier as she grabs a steel chair that was in the ring, picking it up with a slight wince. “I hope I don’t flatten this pancake ass anymore,“ Sasha warns before swinging it down harshly on Mella’s ass, causing her to unconscious wince, before Banks repeats the process twice more, laughing as she looks down at the still unconscious Princess.
“Alright, you bore me.” Sasha says dismissively as she grabs the back of Carmella’s top and slowly starts untying it, taking her time and knowing she had all of it in the world, before pulling it off and exposing the back of her red bra, the referee calling for the bell as soon as The Boss strips her rival.
”Here is your winner, Sasha Banks!” Sasha clearly wasn‘t done though, grabbing the discarded marker from earlier and glaring down at the smudged “C“ on her stomach.
“I told you I’d own this trashy ass, bitch!” Sasha shouts, kneeling down and writing “Property of the Legit Boss” on Mella’s ass, the blonde groaning as she slowly started coming too. ”It looks almost natural, slut!” Sasha brags, tossing the marker out of the ring and exiting herself, a huge grin on her face as she walked up the ramp with a sway to her hips, shaking her exposed backside slightly for the delight of the people watching. Carmella meanwhile had slowly come too and looked down, seeing her own bra and shrieking in shock as her arms flew over it.
”A towel! Get me a towel!” Carmella shrieks at the referee, melting down and throwing a tantrum in the middle of the ring, not even having noticed the writing on her ass yet. Sasha, when she reached the top of the ramp, laughed as she surveyed the scene and blew a kiss towards the ring, slapping her butt and then walking to the back while Mella freaked out about her humiliation.
So, this is the first story in the tournament. Tell me what you all think, what I can improve upon, or just other comments. I hope you all enjoyed. 
