Sasha tries to fight

Nia Jax approached. After already humiliating Sasha by forcing her up against her pussy, she knew now would be the best possible chance she had for victory. Sasha Banks, on the other hand, was still trying to get the visual and the taste of her opponent out of her mouth.

Sasha could see Nia coming up and knew she had two choices, fight or surrender. She could never surrender, there's no way she could just give up and lose her dark blue thong, letting the world see her nude. So Sasha stood up and raised her fist to try to manage her attacker.

Nia's attack had clearly got into Sasha's head and the lack of confidence in her actions were clear. Despite that, The Boss threw a swing with her left hand. The shot was swatted away by Nia, who responds with a swipe of her own. Sasha goes to block her face, only to get caught off guard that the strike actually was towards her breast. The punch to Sasha's right tit hurts and is a stinging reminder of Sasha's bare breasts. Sasha can't worry about that right now, she needs to do what it takes to survive.

Sasha strikes again, this left hand shot is blocked again. But her sudden right hand isn't! The punch catches Nia off guard and opens the door to a few more strikes. Sasha is starting to turn the momentum around and brings Nia down to a knee! Sasha rushes backwards, bouncing off the ropes with a surge of momentum. She returns and Nia's right arm surges forward! A low blow, an uppercut straight into the crotch of Sasha Banks. The Boss immediately falls down, holding her crotch in dire pain.

Her dark blue thong offered very little support or protection, the pain surges through her from the unexpected move. Nia quickly picks Sasha back up.

Sasha winces in pain, she can't think straight after that move. Nia pushes Sasha towards the rope.

The low blow hurt so badly. Before Sasha can comprehend what is even happening, Nia has already gathered steam and hits her with a large clothesline. Sasha falls over the top rope and hits the ground.

SASHA BANKS IS ELIMINATED! END OF THE MATCH!

Only after hitting the hard ground outside the ring can Sasha realize what has happened. She is in shock, she has just lost. Nia Jax cheated her way to victory and Sasha night was now going to get even worse.

She'd had her bra pulled at. She had her ass briefly exposed and spanked. She had to remove her bra and have her tits exposed to the world. She'd been **** to make out with Nia. And even worse, **** to feel and taste Nia's pussy.

And now she had lost. Which meant that all of this effort was for nothing. She'd have to remove her underwear. She'd need to strip off her thong and reveal herself to the world. This wasn't fair. This wasn't right. Sasha was starting to feel lightheaded, she felt like she could black out. She didn't feel much like a Boss right this moment. She felt humiliated. She felt broken. She felt destroyed. How could Nia have beat her? How could Nia have dominated her so much all night long?

Sasha Banks felt hopeless and lost all of the fight left in her system. She sat on the ground, in a stunned shock of all that has happened and the tragic end to this for her.

And Nia Jax knew that she'd be able to take advantage of this. She may have had her ass and vagina shown but she was the winner. Trish had been stripped nude and got her pussy displayed to the world by Stephanie, let alone whatever was happening to her backstage now. And Sasha Banks had been embarrassed over and over and over again. And there was no reason to stop now.

Nia exited the ring and barked orders at a camera man to get in there. Then she made her way over to the stunned Sasha, violently pulling her back to her feet and shoving her into the ring. Nia wants the whole world to see the conclusion of this strip tease that has taken place over these rounds and Sasha had lost all her fight.

The Boss rolled into the ring and rose back to her feet, her hands covering her breasts. Nia has got a mic and re-enters as the in-ring camera is getting close shots of the exposed Sasha. Starting from her dark blue hair, down to her sad face once again seeming to be on the verge of tears. The camera shot holds on the image of her upper body, being sure to capture her emotion and hand bra before Nia starts talking.

NIA: Sasha Banks everyone, take a good hard look at the boss!

The mocking words are met with cruel cheers from the crowd, excited by what was to come.

NIA: For those of you unaware, Sasha has a reputation for being quite a whore backstage.

The shocking announcement elicits a surprised pop from the crowd. The lie is upsetting for Sasha, Nia was purposely ruining her reputation. Couldn't she just let her take off her thong and let this nightmare end?

NIA: And from what I've heard, she's a real freak as well. She's been nude for three men... five men... ten men.

Sasha shakes her head, embarrassed and once again frustrated by Nia's lie. But she couldn't muster up any anger, her entire situation felt hopeless.

NIA: But over 10,000 men? That's a lot, even for her!

Nia walks around Sasha, basking in this situation. She even gives Sasha a smack on the ass as she strolls around.

NIA: So forgive her for being a bit nervous. Or excited. Who knows. Either way, it is time to take off that thong Sasha!

Finally, Sasha could get this over with. But even still, this wasn't an easy endeavor. Sasha didn't even really want to be in her underwear out here. But to be completely nude, it wasn't easy to accept. Sasha lowers her hands, once again revealing her breasts. She puts one hand on each side of her thong. But every time she does, she immediately takes her hands off. She's ****. Like a person on the edge of a cliff knowing that there's only one way down. She knows what will need to happen, she knows what she needs to do. But that doesn't make it still feel impossible to do.

Sasha closes her eyes, shutting them tight. She holds her breath. And she quickly brings her hands back to her thong. A quick pull, a lift of one leg and then the other, and suddenly the issue has been resolved. Sasha keeps her eyes closed as the cheers are enormous. Maybe Sasha's largest cheers ever coming at the cruelest of times. Sasha keeps her eyes closed, she keeps holding her breath. She's pretending to be anywhere but the middle of the ring, attempting the deepest meditation of her life.

That meditation is broken the moment she feels Nia's hand brush against her crotch. Sasha immediately opens her eyes to see Nia in her face, laughing and still holding the mic. And then she sees the fans in the front rows. And the phone cameras pointed at her. And the WWE cameras. And the rows upon rows of eyes concentrating on her. What was normally one of the most empowering parts of the jobs felt the most demeaning.

NIA: For those in the cheap seats, I hope the camera can get Sasha's crotch up on the big screen.

As if on cue, the camera in the ring is now being displayed. The cameraman gets uncomfortably close to Sasha, only for her to push the camera away to protect her privacy and uses her hands to cover her front. Nia isn't having that though, and pulls Sasha's hands away as the camera zooms in on Sasha's crotch. Her crotch has cleanly been shaven recently. There's a small bit of black stubble but her privates are very visible and now being displayed.

Sasha pulls away from Nia's hand and the camera. She goes to leave, already humiliated beyond belief. This night has been awful, she just wanted to drink and sleep and forget this whole experience ever existed. Her and Nia were not on the same page.

Nia: Hey, before you leave, I got an offer for you! I hope you enjoyed getting to place that dirty tongue of yours so close to the vagina of an actual boss. If you ever want another taste of success, let me know.

The mocking has gone too far, Sasha can't swallow her pride any longer. She turns around and takes a swing at Nia. Unfortunately this was exactly what Nia was hoping for. While still holding the mic, she dodges the strike and slips behind Sasha. She bops her on the head with the microphone and then rushes her towards the corner. Nia now has Sasha squished in between her and the corner.