Okay so this is a short fic I'm co-Writing with PrincessofPunk8 Aka P2. This would be our 2nd RP/Co-written fic. This is Chapter 1 of 5. This took us a couple days but it's not bad.
Eventual pairings: AJ Lee (April Mendez)/CM Punk (Phil Brooks) and Kaitlyn/Eve Torres
Rated: Mature
Warnings: F/M, F/F (Femslash), pegging (a girl screwing a guy in the ass with a strap on… I'm blunt…), Language, Fem-dom (Female Dominants) D/s relationships, drugging, abduction, implied M/M rape (Slash rape) Dom!AJ/sub!Punk, Dom!Kaitlyn/sub!Eve And I believe I've covered it all.
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"So let me get this straight... you two want us to commit several felonies, including abduction, drugging people, and not just any people but two WWE world champions, and just dropping them off at some were house in the middle of fucking nowhere, where we don't know what will happen to them afterwards... for a bribe...And I'm assuming this is a pretty large sum of cash... considering this is a very risky job you're asking of us...right?" Dean Ambrose asked as he glanced at the two women in front of him.
"Wait... how exactly do we know that you're not going to murder them or something and then we get blamed for it?" Seth Rollins asked as he glanced up at Dean and Roman who looked at each other and nodded glancing at their future clients.
Kaitlyn Bonin and April Mendez smirked at each other.
"We're not going to murder them," AJ told them. "They belong to us. We're only taking back what is ours." Kaitlyn nodded beside her.
"Heyman and Ryder, they took my Eve and AJ's Punk away from us. We just want them back, and we don't have the patience for pretty words," Kaitlyn continued, crossing her arms.
"Sounds like an injustice..." Roman Reigns spoke up and glanced at Seth and Dean.
"Do we have a deal or not boys?" AJ asked, leaning forward.
Dean extended his hand and shook AJ's and then Kaitlyn's. "Yeah. We have a deal. Make sure we get our asking price upon the arrival of your... packages." Dean said before he looked over at Roman and Seth, jerking his head towards the door. "Let's go." He ordered as the three men walked away.
"Great idea to get them involved April," Kaitlyn said, standing and stretching her muscles out.
"What did I tell you, they're the best in the business," AJ smirked, pressing herself up against Kaitlyn. Her partner grinned and leant down, dropping a quick kiss on AJ's lips before leading the way out of the room. They both had their own separate lives, pets, dungeons. But every so often, they got the urge to fight for their domination, and so they went to each other. Eve and Punk had both known, and accepted it, and when the urge struck both subs could often be found curled up in the same bed chilling out.
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"You think you can handle yourself tonight?" Paul Heyman asked as Phil glanced up. "You're not going to be out there with me tonight?" Phil asked blinking in confusion. "No. I'm managing Brock tonight... and speaking of which I gotta go now. I'll catch you later Champ." Heyman told him, flashing a smirk his way before rushing off to find Lesnar.
Phil sighed and rubbed a hand over his face. Sometimes he wished he'd have never left AJ... He missed his Mistress terribly, knowing she never would've left him the way Paul constantly does. And then there's Brock who is constantly looking at him like he's a piece of meat... Sometimes taking liberties with him… Phil shuddered violently, Brock always made him feel uncomfortable.
The door opened behind Phil and Phil didn't bother to see who it was as he tossed "You forget something Paul?" over his shoulder. He frowned when Paul didn't answer and started to turn around only for the room to go dark as two pairs of arms tried to grab him and hold him down.
Phil opened his mouth to yell for help but a moist rag was shoved over his face. Phil struggled, kicking his legs wildly as he felt himself starting to get weaker, his limbs becoming heavy, and then eventually passing out as a voice mumbled "It doesn't have to hurt… Don't fight it Punk. Embrace it."
When Punk was completely out Dean flipped the light back on with a smirk as he lit up a cigarette and took a puff. "That was easy. One down. One to go." He murmured as he glanced at Seth who tucked the rag away. He nodded to them. "That should keep him out for a while. Pick him up and take him to the car. Tie him up... and get your asses back in here. Let's finish this damn job..." He muttered as Roman threw Punk's lifeless body over his shoulder and Seth grabbed his stuff.
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"Zack... are you sure you don't want me at ringside to watch you win the US title back?" Eve asked pouting slightly. Zack smiled and pecked her lips. "No babe... I got this. Just stay back here and chillax." Zack told her as he slid his shades on and left the room heading to gorilla position.
Eve sighed as she decided to go grab something from catering. She opened the door and jumped as three men covered in black backed her back into the locker room, one producing a rag. Eve's scream was cut off by Roman shoving his large hand over her mouth, grunting as she bit down.
"You fucking bitch!" He hissed grabbing her throat. "Hurry the fuck up Seth." He ordered as Seth held the rag over her mouth and nose, forcing her to breathe the chemicals in. Eve faded quickly as they quickly carried her out, repeating the same thing they did to Punk.
"Here's the directions." Dean told Seth handing him the map their clients had given them, pulling out a cell phone and calling them to confirm that their packages had been picked up and were on the way.
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"They're on the way Kait," AJ announced, hanging the phone up. Kaitlyn grinned and surveyed their dungeon, pleased with how it had turned out. It was one large room, built into the basement, with a sliding partition that could separate it in half. The two women had surmised that it would probably make their subs feel safer if they could see each other, at least at the start. Besides, both women were seriously pissed at the circumstances that had lost them their subs, and they knew that with the eyes on the other on their work, they would be much less likely to lose control.
"I can't wait to punish my girl for leaving like she did," Kaitlyn crowed, looking around at the assortment of strap ons, as well as whips, crops and various other punishment implements. AJ pressed herself up to Kaitlyn's back and kissed her bare shoulder, both of them dressed in corsets and leather pants. AJ had been unwilling to relinquish her chucks, whereas Kaitlyn had opted for knee high leather boots.
"At least your girl only went to Ryder," AJ chuckled darkly. "Can you really imagine him satisfying her? After a few strikes with that crop she'll be begging for your collar again."
"And your pet will beg as soon as he sees your strap on," Kaitlyn reminded AJ. "Heyman's dick has gotta be tiny, Punk will be begging to feel you choke him." AJ smirked and nodded in reply, reminded of how she had lost her sub.
Punk had been offered management by Heyman, something that AJ wasn't too keen on at the time. She had allowed it though, and over a few weeks Punk had pulled away from her, preferring to spend his time with his manager. Eventually she had put her foot down, demanding that her sub choose between them, and Punk had handed his collar over before walking out of her door.
In Kaitlyn's case, she had missed any signs that Eve was unhappy. Instead, she had returned to their hotel room one night to find a note and Eve's collar sitting on top of the dresser. The note only said that Eve was unable to remain at Kaitlyn's feet, as she had fallen in love with Ryder, and was asking for her release. Kaitlyn had her suspicions, but after Eve continuously avoided her, had eventually given up and relinquished control of her precious sub.
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Seth parked the black SUV as the three men got out and walked to the door, pounding on it. They waited for their clients to unlock the door. "We got them. Our payment?" Dean asked as he flicked his cigarette butt.
AJ held the plain black briefcase out, allowing Dean to take it. "Cash, unmarked," she smirked. "Our pets?"
Dean opened the case and looked at the money giving it a quick count and closed it when he saw that it was all there with a smirk as he turned to Seth and Roman and gave a curt nod. "Go get the packages" He told them as Roman slung a gagged, bound and blindfolded Punk over his shoulder, followed by Seth with a gagged, bound and blinded Eve over his shoulder.
They laid them on the beds that Kait and AJ pointed out, as Dean handed their belongings over as well. "We're very thorough." He told them with a nod. As they headed to the door he stopped and turned to the two women. "There's also something you should know, we used a strong inhalant to subdue them, and so if they awake with cramps or vomiting, it's a normal side effect. Water, air... should help it pass..." Dean told them before they left.
Kaitlyn looked at AJ.
"Alright, so we might have to wait a little before punishing them," AJ sighed, and chained Punk's ankle to the bed. Kaitlyn let out a frustrated sigh before following suit with Eve, allowing herself a quick stroke of the soft brunette waves before she tore herself away and took a seat on a chair at the end of the bed.
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That concludes Chapter 1! 2 should be around shortly! Hope you guys enjoyed the start, drop a review and let us know what you think.
~ Cal & P2
