Oh No, no , what could that mean? ‘You were very brave, Sasha had to do it without any thongs, and now you do to.’ Naomi said as she removed the stinky layer of protection. After being blindfolded by Rikishi’s filthy thong vision came as a surprise, but the view was worst surprised Bayley had ever got. She was looking directly into Rikishi’s craterous ass. It was so big, it was like someone had taken hunred of pounds of clay, moulded it into the widest circle the could and slit down the middle. The crack was gaping, Bayley had no doubt her whole head could fit into it and be sunk down far. She hoped, upon hoped the thong had dislodged some of the coats of excrement Sasha had told her about, but she could still the light brown coloured substance stick to both sides of the inside of his crack. Past that all she could see was darkness. She could smell it though, worse than ever before. Warm fumes came out from that darkness encircling her . Sasha had described it like smelling a sewer, Bayley more felt more like she was into blocked up drain. As Rikishi released a long, groaning fart, Bayley’s resolve broke. She screamed, and tried to break the chains to fight off The Uso’s and Naomi, but they were too strong. The fart smelt like it had it been waiting to get out for a long time. She felt like she now knew without as shadow of a doubt what Rikishi bowls wold smells like if she was piece of food being digested by them. ‘Sasha, please, please help’ Bayley cried out. Praying her friend wouldn’t let her befall the same fate. Sasha sat in the back and cried while watching the monitor, she wanted to help so badly, but there was a chance she’d end up in Bayley’s situation, and she couldn’t risk that. The scream signalled to the three heels that Bayley’s bravery had broken, as she screamed they forced her back, back down Riksihi’s cave like ass, her mouth gaping open, tasting the bitter droplets of shit and the tangy taste of old, unventilated sweat. This time Bayley wanted her hands to be free, to have some hair covering her faces, anything to lessen her utter helplessness. It was her face and Riskishi’s ass though, this time with no coverage, and nothing to dull its incredible stench. Bayley felt her innocent, kind face getting coated in the worst kind of filth one could imagine. In preparation for this Rikishi had eaten the biggest, spiciest curry he could find. That always caused his IBS to act up. It was sluicing out his bowels in the form of slimy, stick substances that coated Bayely’s face as it was pushed deeper into his ass. The three hands pushing her in wondered why she slipped into his ass so easily, Bayley felt the stuff works it way up nose, into her eyes, and worst of all she could taste it slip down her tongue. It taste oddly irony, but pungent, and wrong, as if it wasn’t meant for human consumption. Bayley wiggled her body side to side, trying to pushback, to get out of his ass, but the hands held her firm. She was at the end of the line. Her nose squished against Rikish’s sphincter. She could barely breath with ass fat smothering her, but when she did catch a breath she wished she hadn’t. Bayley smelt the strong, meaty, shitty stench that was only meant for toilets, it was all around her like a brown, bubbling cloud. The sides of her face were being crushed by his cheeks. It sounded far off but she heard Rikishi shout. ‘Hey queen of hugs, how do you like being hugged by my buttcheeks’ Bayley let out a cry of anger that vibrated into Rikishi’s anus hit pleasure spots. Try as Bayley might she could close her mouth and her tongue kept sliding across Rikishi’s asshole. She was giving him and unwilling rim job and he loved it. It made his body feel tingly, and tickled with intense pleasure. He started bending his knees up and down, rubbing his ass against her. He wanted to get as clean as possible, and her nose was finally scratching the deep, unyielding itch. It felt amazing. Bayley felt the chains cut into her as she struggled. Bound and humiliated she felt her throat burning with revulsion. She’d never felt far from human. Only and object like toilet paper, or soap should be forced to experience the insides of an obsese mans ass. Months of built up grime attached itself to Bayley’s face. She could feel it coating her skin. How long had they been pushing her up now. Sasha at least got Rikishi in the corner, since he was bending over she was fully pushed against his anus. Her nose started to sink into the hole. Now she felt like a very small dildo. They weren’t even using her as toilet paper anymore, but a sex toy. The inside of his ass just smelt like shit. There was no other layer, nothing to mask the smell, just raw toxic shit and it was starting to coat very nostril hair in Bayley’s nose. The smell of shit was literally up nostrils. Somewhere far off the crowd chanted something profane at Rikishi. They couldn’t believe what they witnessing. They saw there hero’s kind, loveable face disappear up a big, overstretched ass. They watched in horror as Bayley shook her shoulders from side to side in a hopeless attempt to free herself from rikish’s ass death like clutch. They were watching there defiled in the middle of the ring, and it had been going on for a long time. Too long, girls were crying as they watched Bayley utterly tormented. Boys were to. It was worse than anything anyone had seen in wrestling. They’d crossed a line. Rikishi let out a forceful fart, that broke against Bayleys face, forcing her nose out of his asshole, which she actually hear make a little pop as she left it. It was proof that she’d actually been inside Rikishi. Bayley didn’t know it was possible to feel despair, and misery this overwhelming. She was up another mans ass, she’d tasted human excrement, slime made inside the body, and mildewed sweat. This was beyond human endurance. The smell just got worse and worse, in English she’d read about sinners in hell who were buried head fist in shit, and she was experiencing their fate. Actual biblical hell was being unloaded on to her, and she was utterly, utterly at other humans will. All agency had been taken away, all pride, all sense of humanity. She’d been forced to endure what no human should. Why wouldn’t they let her out? Rikshi was getting more and more sweaty down there and she almost thought she might drown in the clammy asshole. Just as her last morsel of fight left her, they let her out. Sasha was glowing red when she’d been allowed out of Rikishi’s ass, Bayley was dead white. She looked like she’d seen a ghost, when in fact she’d seen something much worse. Bayley could feel the muck all over her face. She wondered if the crowd could see his old shit on her face or if most of that had gone into her mouth and she was just left with an invisible layer of human dirt. She wanted more than anything to wipe her face with her hands, but they were still trapped behind her back. She fell forward worn out. Her stomach hurt from crying. Without warning she was sick, if the taste of shit wasn’t enough now she had to taste the bile of her own sick. It stained the canvas and to her horror as she tried to moved away from it three hands forced her head down into it. The rancidly sweet stench of puke mingled with other aromas that counted her face. She smelled like a septic tank, and now a bulimics bathroom. Naomi rubbed her face in her own steaming hot vomit. Booker T once was sick over Cole due to the stinkface, but he never had to feel his face get rubbed in it. The layer of filth on her skin defiantly wasn’t invisible anymore. As Bayley lay there covered in more foul substances then she could count, unable she heard Izzy cry out her name and at the same moment both of their innocent hearts broke. Rikishi stood up straight, and for the first time in months his ass felt as fresh as a daisy. Tonght had been good.