This will be a two shot and this is for the lovely TellTale777.

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WARNINGS: SMUT AND ADULT LANGUAGE

Annabella, even though her real name was (Ann) was the toughest WWE Diva who worked harder than anyone else, putting her body on the line when it came to the Diva matches. She had brown eyes, soft long jet black hair, with a caramel skin tone and with a plump body that she was proud of, and even though she weighed only 126 pounds and her height was 5'3, she was still able to prove herself to being the toughest diva on the roster, even if she was always constantly criticized by the veterans.

It was Monday Night RAW and she was about to have her match against 7 other divas in the Battle Royal for the Diva's Champion Ship, held by the Anti Diva herself, Paige. She brushed her dark brown curly hair and then added the mascara to her eyelashes after the makeup artist helped her with some red eyeshadow as what she would liked to call it "rebel Red."

Her ring gear consisted of fishnet tights, followed by some tight leather shorts and a leather bra top with a short jacket, consisted with the top and shorts of red lace strings tied with it. She slipped on her lace combat knee high boots and then the makeup artist helped with her lipstick and some body spray. She took a deep breath, telling herself to relax. This was her chance to prove herself in this business. It was cut throat and the Divas were vicious and dangerous. She trusted no one. The only friends she could trust however, was Naomi. But even she knew that Naomi was very competitive. In the Battle Royal, it was every woman for themselves and that was the bottomline.

She left out of her locker room and then she headed down to the Gorilla so she could make her entrance. However, she saw the Hounds of Justice coming by as well. The one man who really caught her eye was Dean Ambrose. He was the only one who had a championship in the group. Not only that, she also heard many things about dean Ambrose, especially back when he was back in Independent Wrestling, his other name used as Jon Moxley. Ann couldn't help but admire that sexy twisted bad boy side of him. Even if his sarcasm got on her nerves to where she wanted to slap him, she also thought his cocky attitude was sexy and it made her nipples hard under the leather bra.

His auburn blondish hair curling up from the water, his dimples, and with how he was holding his title, strutting it around like the bold bad ass he was. She had her eye on Roman Reigns and Seth Rollins as well. They were pretty gorgeous as well, in fact, fuckable, if you could even call them that. However, she also knew that they had a mean streak and they can wreak chaos on anyone, as they didn't give a damn who it was. If what you did was an injustice or if you even crossed them in the worst possible way, you were going to get dealt with, on their terms.

Lost into her thoughts, she accidentally bumped into one of the members of the Shield. She looked to see it was Dean Ambrose and she knocked over his US title. He got up, picking up his title.

"Shit." She thought to herself. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"I suggest..you watch where you're going sweet cheeks." Dean snarled, looking at her, a glare in his blue green eyes. "I would hate to punish you."

Annabella couldn't help but laugh at him. She knew that he was probably bluffing. Then again, her insides were telling her a different story. However, she couldn't let herself be freaked out by Ambrose, even if he was known to be the psycho one of the Shield.

"First of all, that's not my name. In fact, my name is Annabella." She said, her tone was just as rude as he was.

"I don't give a fuck, what you're name is." He pushed her up against the wall near the corner, the brick wall hurting her back. "I suggest you watch where you're going next time..or as I've said before: You will be punished for this princess and I suggest you also watch who you're talking too. I'm the United States Champion and I can get pretty ugly on you."

Annabella's eyes were half lidded with desire by how his voice was making her toes curl inside her boots, but she also had a short temper as well. She didn't like how Dean was being a real asshole to her. She should have seen this coming but she wasn't going to back down, even if Dean Ambrose scared her a little bit.

"Sweet cheeks is not my name now fuck off, asshole. I have a match to win and I don't need you around my space, breathing in my air." She pushed him off as she continued her trek down the hallway and to the Gorilla. Dean looked at her, his eyes darkening. His Shield brothers looked in the direction that he was looking at.

"You want us to take care of her for you, man?" Seth looked on. He knew Dean was pissed for being told off like that. He didn't know Annabella personally, but he knew that she had one hell of a smart mouth that she couldn't control.

"No." Dean shook his head. "I'll teach her the lesson first. She'll learn to respect me and talk to me with better sense."


30 minutes into the Match

Almost every diva was eliminated except Annabella and Tamina Snuka. Annabella managed to stay in the ring for so long without getting eliminated. If she lost this battle royal, she knew she would never get another chance at the title ever again. Tamina dominated her most of the match, but before she could do a superkick to her face, Annabella reversed it and kicked her in her midsection. Then she did another spinning heel kick, making Tamina dizzy, which gave her the perfect timing to toss her out on the ropes and on the ground. the bell rung, indicating that she won the match and that she was the number one contender for the Divas' championship. Annabella has never felt so happy in all her life. She was exhausted but she knew her energy would come back once she had her match at WWE Payback.

After speaking with Byron Saxton about the match and along with Renee Young as well, she left to go to her locker room to take a warm relaxing shower and then she would go and get ready to make her next flight for the next city once she got back to the hotel. She stripped out of her gear and then she grabbed a towel and then she stalked into the shower, turning on the hot water. She wished she was back home where she could normally take a shower there as she played some soft soothing music to relax her mind. But with traveling with the WWE 24/7, she knew there were going to be some sacrifices. But she would get use to it. She loved her career and she wouldn't change it for the world.

As she grabbed the bar of soap, she washed her body, her face, and her long brown hair. However around the steam of the hot shower, she could have sworn she saw someone. She figured she was probably seeing things, due to her being tired and she continued on with the rest of her shower. Under the water, she felt somebody grab her waist and her chest. She tried fighting them out of their hold but they were much stronger than her.

"Get the hell of of me! Get off of..me..get.." She said sleepily.

She felt some type of drug going into her bloodstream, a needle to be exact. All she could remember at the moment was the world shutting out from her in a second.


She slowly woke up, as she saw that she was in some basement somewhere. It looked clean but it was still dark and there were bars on the windows. She saw that there was a bed in the corner as well

"What the hell.." Her voice was groggy. She wanted to move but she knew that this was impossible..especially with the position that she was in.

She was down in her light blue bra and thong and saw that she was tied up in a weird position. Her legs were eagle spread and she was upside down. She was afraid that all the blood would be rushed to her head and that she would be dead. Oh crap, maybe she was going to die.

"The fuckery of it all. I have to get out of here!" She thought, panicking as she tired to free herself from the ropes to her wrists as the rough texture was cutting into her skin. She heard a dark chuckle and some footsteps. She looked to see that it was Dean Ambrose. His shirt was off but he was still in his black pants and boots.

"Well Well Well..aren't we trapped in something?" He chuckled. "How do you like it?"

"Hmm why don't you ask all the blood rushing to my fucking head?!" Annabella hissed at him. Dean smirked even more, being the smug bastard that he was.

"You know, its kind of sexy with how you're barking at me. But I would really suggest you watch your tone, especially when you're messing with someone like me."

"I'm not messing with you. You practically drugged me and raped me! Do you know you could have killed me?!" She shrieked at him.

Annabella was ripping Dean a new asshole, chewing him out. However, that changed in seconds when Dean pulled her thong to the side, exposing her cunt lips and he smacked her pussy with his hand :HARD.

"Ow!" She started whimpering. The stinging from the slap hurt like hell but it also caused some moisture between her lips. She couldn't believe how good that felt and how wet she was getting. She was practically trapped in his dark little dungeon. And with how he tied her up, her wrists were apart but tied to hooks and her legs were spread as well obviously. Her torso was tied too but it didn't hurt her at all. In fact, if she could look at herself right now, it would be as though she was trapped in a Black Widow's web.

Annabella whimpered softly when she felt Dean's fingers going to her pussy, rubbing his rough fingers back and forth as her huge clit was between his fingers, daring for him to squeeze them and pinch them.

She felt herself rocking her pussy under his touch and he chuckled.

"Seems like somebody wants to play along as well. Is that right, sweet cheeks?" He murmured.

"My name is not sweet cheeks.." She moaned, feeling his fingers circle to her opening of her wet hole, exposing her in front of him. In front of the leader of the Hounds of Justice.

"Now here's the deal: We are just going to play for a little bit. If you're nice, I'll let you go, but if you're not, well then..that perfect ass of yours will have a serious of welts and bruises on each cheek. Maybe you don't want that or maybe you do, but what I do know is that, if you're willing, then I'm willing to give you exactly what you need."

"I..I.." Annabella didn't even know what to say or think. Dean Ambrose was capable of anything. hell, he could rape her and leave her bloodied and bruised and there wouldn't be a damn thing she could do about it. She even thought about screaming for help..but a part of her..a strange part of her felt her body wanting him, wanting to punish her, touch her and dominate her of every second.

Dean sucked on his two fingers as he slid them right into her cunt, making her pull at her restraints.

"Oh fuck!" She moaned softly. Her wetness was already coating around his fingers as he immediately started thrusting into her pussy, making her gasp, sucking the air between her teeth.

"Now I believe you should call me by the proper name, or in this case, Mr. Ambrose." He continued thrusting his fingers inside of her harder, making her pussy make wet noises as her juices was seeping through from her pussy, making her feel so elated. Her head was throbbing but the pleasure that Dean was doing to her was taking over so it didn't bother her as much.

Dean took his fingers out and sucked them and then he shoved three fingers inside of her, while using his other hand to rip her thong off in the process.

"What the hell-" She gasped louder, seeing has how Dean was roughly pounding his fingers inside of her, making her whimper and moan, rocking her hips as best as she could around his fingers. Dean finger fucked her pussy hard and fast, making her feel lightheaded.

She didn't think she would be so horny so quickly but she was. It has been awhile since she's been fucked. Thank God for Ambrose, right?

"Dean..Dean.." She gasped.

"That's not my name, doll face." He chuckled as he immediately attacked her clit with his teeth, pulling on the hood of it as his fingers pounded mercilessly into her warm cunt. Dean's cock was growing harder in his confines, making it almost difficult for him to stay in control.

"Dean, just fuck me, I don't give a damn what you're last name is you asshole!" She screamed out to him.

Dean pressed on her G-spot for only 5 seconds before he pulled away, licking away at his fingers, her body trembling. She was going to cum in any second.

He loosened the ropes around her ankles, making her lower half her body in front of him to his waistline. Before she could even respond, she felt his cock pushing into her tight walls.

"OH my god!" She screamed, pulling even more at the restraints. She wasn't upside down anymore but she was still in midair with the man. He grabbed her hips as he started fucking her brutally hard, making her breasts bounce through her bra. She wrapped her legs around him but instead he grabbed one leg and then put it over his shoulder, making his cock go deeper inside of her.

"Mmmm Yess! Yes, Mr. Ambrose!" She moaned loudly. Her cunt squeezed tighter around his cock as he plunged harder and faster inside of her walls, making her almost feel it deeper into her cavern. Her hair was all over her face, her eyes half lidded in pleasure and her tongue was out, licking all over her lips in a slutty manner.

"Such a good girl." He grunted, sweat dripping onto his pecs and down to his abs. "Such a good little pussy, so fucking tight baby."

His cock grew harder and harder and then as he continued to fuck her, he started slapping each cheek of her ass, making her squeal.

"You got a real naughty mouth, you know that?" He grunted, slapping his hips with her, skin on skin contact as his hand struck her ass over and over.

Her ass was stinging and on fire from Dean and his hand contacting with her ass. He bruised her ass over and over again, making her cry out but her cries only made his cock harder and spurred him on as he went deeper inside of her, making her roll her eyes up.

"I'm cumming Mr. Ambrose. I want to cum so fucking badly!" She screamed out.

He slammed into her one more time, concentrating on hitting her spot hard. As he could feel her walls contracting around his cock, he pulled out. Annabella whined and Dean smirked, helping her at least get to her feet, despite that her wrists were still tied up. He grabbed her chin and then he sucked in her bottom lip, kissing her as his tongue delve into her mouth, making her gasp and moan against his lips. Dean fisted his cock in his other hand as he wrapped his other one around her throat, squeezing lightly as he sucked on her tongue, licking on it.

He shoved his thumb into her pussy, gathering her juices onto his thumb as he then reached over to her puckered asshole. She immediately got tense when he touched her in that special spot.

"Just relax dollface. You're going to like this.." He grinned as he slowly pushed a thumb inside of her asshole, rubbing it. Annabella whimpered as she could feel her asshole opening up a bit, due to the arousal and how he was slowly fucking her asshole with his thumb.

"Fuck me..Fuck me there.." She softly begged. "Please, Mr. Ambrose."

"First. You're going to suck my cock and then I'll think about whether or not I'll fuck you. You got one hell of a smart ass mouth so let's see if we can put those pretty plump lips to work. Got it?"

She nodded quickly as he untied her wrists. She then went to work on his cock as she slid her whole mouth on his cock, making her suck it proudly. She fisted his cock around her soft hand, squeezing it as she would lick the slit of the head of his penis, and then she would dive back down on it, slurping it, the drool leaving her mouth, making a mess of herself. But at this present juncture, she didn't give a damn. She sucked his cock proudly and from the look on his face, she was doing a damn good job.

She pulled on his balls a little tightly but she still continued her oral pleasure on his cock as it grew harder in her mouth, taking it as much as she could down her throat, licking up the sweetest sin known to this earth as Dean Ambrose.

He grabbed a fistful of her long brown hair, pushing her mouth further on his cock, grunting and hissing, a string of curse words flowing from his lips. His scent was so arousing to her. God she felt like a slut, but she was his slut and that was all that mattered.

"Fuck..such a good little mouth you have..Shit Annabella.." He moaned, thrusting his hips up to her mouth, pushing his cock more into her warm pretty little mouth.

She could feel his cock pulsating into her mouth and then before she knew it, he pulled her away.

"I'm ready to fuck you now." His voice was hoarse, filled with lust, breathing heavily. "Bend over, right now!"

He was very impatient because he didn't even wait long as he pushed her on the bed in the corner, making her bend over as his tongue dug right into her pussy as he ate her out from behind. He stuck his tongue in her folds, making her grab onto the mattress and the sheets, her ass raising higher and higher to his tongue, riding on it. He swirled his tongue around her wet sopping cunny, loving how she tasted and his moans only drove him insane. His cock was probably losing its mind right now.

He gave one more smack to her cunt and then he went into his pocket and slipped on a condom. He hated using condoms and he knew she wa clean, but for the sake of preventing pregnancy, it was better to be safe than sorry. Even with birth control, you can never be too careful.

He slapped his cock against her folds. "Do you want to be fucked in the ass first or cunt?" He growled as he went over to her ear, sucking on it, biting it.

She gasped, out of breath and her heart beating heavily. "I don't care, just fuck me! FUCK ME!"

He slid his cock right into her pussy, as he started slapping his hips away, her ass pushing further onto his cock, making him grunt as his nails would drag onto the sides of her stomach and on her breasts. He reached over, grabbing her breasts, flickering with her nipples with his thumbs as he pounded away at her warm tunnel. Dean bit on her shoulder, making her hiss as his bites would sink further into her skin.

"Yes! Yes!" She purred, her ass bouncing with each thrust that he did to her. God, he loved how tight she was. He loved how wet she was. He wanted her to cum first though. However, he could easily feel his orgasm approaching but he didn't want it to end just yet.

"So what's my name again? Say it right! Say it from those pretty lips of yours."

"It's Mr. Ambrose!" She moaned loudly.

"Fuck, the way you say my name, always gets me hard baby. Do you have any idea how much the sound of your voice is turning me on?"

She blushed as his nails dug further into her skin and his bites would increase tenfold as he pounded harder, the sweat covering both of them from the activity of their lust in action.

"Are you close, babe?" He whispered, reaching to her clitoris, rubbing it, stimulating it between his thumb and index finger.

"Yes. so fucking close." She whimpered. "I'm cumming, Mr. Ambrose.."

"Mmm not yet baby." He pulled out of her and she whimpered, trying to grab his cock to put it back into her.

"Don't worry baby, you'll get more of my cock in a second."

She arched her back when she felt his tongue licking away at her asshole and then she felt a wet finger going into it, along with a second one, making her fuck herself on his fingers as he pumped away at it, loosing her up but doing it slowly so as to where he wouldn't hurt her.

"I want you to sit your ass on my cock and ride me babe." He kissed her back and then he sat back as she slowly sat herself on his cock in the reverse cowgirl position. She whimpered in pain at how full she was becoming and how big he was, but his soft kisses and with her kissing him helping her to relax, she didn't even realize that she was filled to the brim of his cock.

It didn't take her long until she started bouncing on it, making her breasts bounce up and down. He reached over to her breasts and he would squeeze them over and over, playing with them as she would rock herself on his cock, with each of them meeting up to their rhythm, keeping up with the pace as it would clash within each other.

"Fucking Cum for me baby. I need for you to cum. Cum for Mr. Ambrose, understand?" He growled, feeling himself cumming as well.

She grabbed onto the bed for balance as she would bounce on his cock harder and faster. Then he reached over to her clit, rubbing it in circles, making her eyes roll up as she gasped over and over again. her pleasure hitting her like a thunderstorm.

"OH GOD. Mr AMBROSE!" She screamed as she started cumming all over his fingers. He grabbed her hips and grunted, pumping into her harder a couple more times before he pulled out of her, pulling out the condom as he squirted all over her breasts as he pushed her back on the bed.

He fisted his cock over and over as droplets of his milky seed would drip all over her belly and on her breasts, moaning as she scooped some up on her finger, licking it in front of him.

"You taste amazing, Mr. Ambrose." She whispered, licking her lips of the salty goodness.

Dean smirked, a dimple forming on his cheek as he kissed her cheek and then her lips, tasting herself. "Now that is what you call me from now on..understood?"

"Understood." She grinned, sucking her lip into his. "Now I'm ready for some more, before you take me home."

"Who said I was taking you back to the hotel? You're spending the night at my hotel room, no questions asked."

"Indeed..Mr. Ambrose." She licked her lips as they kissed hungrily, ready for more than one round.