A/N: Here's the third and FINAL chapter of Submission. Thanks to all the Reviewers, I hope you guys enjoyed this fic. It's something different. Warnings for this chapter: There's pegging: A female fucking her male counterpart with a strap on. There's a D/s relationship as well, language, etc.
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Chapter 3
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Phil paced back and forth, feeling the nervousness in the pit of his stomach, but whether it was because of his segment and battle royal later on or if it was the 'complicated' talk he and April were supposed to have, was anyone's guess.
Time flew by and before Phil knew it, it was time to go interrupt Daniel and April. Phil slowly walked the ring, April's gaze locked on him the entire time. The look on April's face as she took in the view of him sent shivers down his spine, there was something about the look that made the words 'predator' and 'hunter' come to mind. Phil gingerly climbed in the ring, seeing the annoyed expression on Daniel's face, mirroring the one on Michael Cole's face. April had a look of slight concern burning in her dark hazel eyes before she forced that crazy smirk on her face.
Phil took a deep breath before raising the microphone to his lips. "Cole get out of the ring this doesn't concern you" He muttered as Cole glared. "Hey! This is my interview-" "Cole! Get out now!" Phil snapped as Cole jumped back three steps mouthing 'Okay, okay' before leaving. April smirked and waved bye to the annoying worm. Phil went on to tell a smirking AJ that he wasn't going to suck up to her and overlook her actions last night just because she was the special guest referee for his match at Money in the Bank. He also stated that he was concerned for her, that she needed professional help and that it was partially his fault, that he should have said something earlier on.
AJ blinked slightly wondering if this is what Phil would tell her later on after their talk, after she presents him with her formal contract. 'Would he think I'm a freak for wanting to own him?' she asked herself mentally, hoping she wouldn't have to pull dirty tactics to get him to sign. She didn't want to hurt him, but if hurting him forced him to see that he needed her, that he needed a Dom who loved him, then she would do whatever it took to ensure that Phil was hers. She'd waited so long to have an opportunity like this, there was no way in hell she'd let him just slip out of her grasp so easily.
"WHAT a load of garbage!" Daniel yelled cutting in, going on a tirade about how 'horrible Punk was', calling him 'Mr. Passive aggressive, a hero' and many other mocking terms. "You don't care about AJ, I CARE ABOUT AJ!" he exclaimed as Phil rolled his eyes, April feigning a look of hurt.
"The only thing he cares about is that she is our referee, because you know you need her to beat me!" Daniel taunted as Phil dropped his microphone, advancing on Daniel only for April to step between them, pushing them apart. Phil shivered at the feeling of her hand on his chest, effectively making his already sore ribs ache slightly, but he didn't care. He blinked knowing this was the part he was going to hate. April slowly turned to face Daniel, moving closer slowly. She reached up and pulled his head down for a passionate kiss, kissing her ex-boyfriend as Phil watched on, feeling a pang of pain and jealousy seeing April kiss her ex in front of him.
It bothered him to the point that he climbed out of the ring, knowing he was supposed to kiss April IN the ring, but he couldn't stand to see that. When April broke apart from Daniel, seeing the smirk of satisfaction on his face made her want to punch him. He got a kick out of this storyline, knowing that he was hurting Phil just filled him up with glee. April climbed out of the ring just as Phil started up the ramp, grabbing his wrist tightly in her grasp and forcefully spinning him around.
Phil shivered at the touch. 'She is actually kind of strong, a lot stronger than I thought she was' Phil thought looking into April's dark hazel gaze just before she cupped his head pulling him down for a kiss, displaying true passion. This time however unlike the first kiss, Phil kissed her back, slipping her some tongue, moaning into her mouth as she wrapped her arms around his neck, easily dominating the kiss. Phil wrapped his arm around her waist, placing his hand on the small of her back, both shivering at the feeling of his hand against her bare back. April leaned back attempting to break the kiss, trying to keep it PG, but Phil, lost in the moment, followed, leaning into the kiss, putting all of his passion and frustration into it.
April moaned pushing forward, breaking the kiss, pressing her forehead against Phil's, panting softly, unable to resist leaning in for one last taste, stealing a gentle peck before pulling away completely. She didn't miss the look of absolute disappointment in Phil's eyes even as a small smile slid across his face. 'He's mine. I have him right where I want him' April thought forcing that crazy smile on her face before skipping away, leaving Phil frozen in the spot she left him. 'Good pet. Stay' she thought with a slight smirk as she began chanting 'Yes! Yes! Yes!' over and over on the top of the stage while Phil and Daniel looked on in 'confusion'.
Phil finally made it to the back with a slight blush tinting his cheeks as he spotted April waiting for him in the gorilla position with a smirk on her face. He sighed softly as he unstrapped the WWE Championship from his waist, walking over towards her, fully prepared for her to question him losing himself in their kiss. She met him halfway, grasping his arm gently in her own.
"That kiss… wow." She exclaimed as Phil chewed on his lip ring, a nervous habit he had. He nodded his head and attempted to sound confident. "Well… you know… I AM the Best in the World." He replied with a wink, making April roll her eyes. "Uh huh. We'll see about that Phillip." She murmured smirking as Phil shivered slightly. Kaitlyn, April's best friend jogged up with an accusing smirk on her face as she glanced between April and Phil. April smirked back and greeted her best friend with a hug.
"Hey Kaitlyn!" She squealed as Phil rolled his eyes at the display. "Girls…" he muttered under his breath.
"AJ! I saw that kiss. Uh hem Punk… You totally liked it… I saw you lean back into that shit… you were trying to get some out there." Kaitlyn accused as Phil blushed slightly. "Nothing like that happened. You were praying that happened. Pervert…" Phil replied forcing a glare as both women giggled at his failed attempts at covering up his obvious hard on in his dark blue trunks while his face was beet red.
"I went to pull away… and you leaned back into it. This is a PG show Phil." April murmured giggling as he turned away from them, rubbing a hand over his face in embarrassment. 'Damn… need to stop thinking with my cock!' Phil thought as he tried to come up with an explanation for his very obvious boner.
"No… what you saw was my really amazing acting skills. Impromptu acting skills at that! You believed it, there go I am the Best in the World at everything." He boasted as he crossed his arms over his chest, slinging the WWE title gingerly over his shoulder. "And I can tell my acting skills aren't appreciated here… I'm out. See you two later" He mumbled quickly excusing himself.
"Hey uh… Punk… I don't think hard-on's are within the guidelines of a PG rated show…" Kaitlyn teased as Phil huffed and quickened his pace, storming off, desperate to get away from the giggling women.
"Cute. Very cute." Kaitlyn murmured, nodding approvingly at April's choice of a submissive. April nodded. "He is. I love him. I really do… tonight I'm going to show him the contract… He doesn't know about me yet. He will tonight." She replied as Kaitlyn smirked lightly.
"What if he doesn't sign it?" she asked raising an eyebrow.
"I'll do whatever it takes. He will sign it. Scare tactics, dirty underhanded tactics, whatever it takes. I have to have him; I have to own him Kait. He's the one for me, I know it." April replied releasing a quiet sigh as Kaitlyn wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"I could have Adam talk to him if you like. He might be able to calm him down if Phil gets scared, and talk some sense into him, let him know that this would be a good thing for him, that it works for him…" Kaitlyn trailed off with a small smile as she thought of her own submissive. They were a bit of an odd pair; her submissive went through a hard time in his life before he was claimed by her.
Adam Copeland, otherwise known as Edge to the WWE universe, was depressed when his Wrestling career had been ended prematurely, wrestling was all he had ever wanted to do, and it was gone now. He started turning to alcohol, when that didn't help, he would cut until he passed out from the lightheadedness of blood loss. She still remembered the night she found out about his addiction, his vices. He had come to visit Christian, his brother for all intents and purposes. While Christian had been out in the ring, he was walking around the backstage area, and had spotted her preparing for her segment later that night.
She didn't know what made him decide to come over and talk to her, but he did. "Hi… are you new here?" he had asked politely, giving her the sweetest brightest smile ever. She remembered grinning back at him replying with "Yeah kind of. To Smackdown anyways… been down in FCW for what felt like forever… finally just got called up. I mean… they want me on this show… NXT. I don't think I'll win, but I mean it's a shot. I won't turn it down."
"I started out as a vampire, a weak vampire getting bullied by my little blood sucking brother… I've won multiple world championships, among other titles, just remember that. Don't give up. I think if you put your head to it, and your heart is in the right place, you'll do just fine. Also remember, creative team writers… they aren't very creative. Keep that in mind. They're idiots." He leaned in to whisper the last part with a wink and a smile. "Well thank you Edge, I appreciate that. You were always my favorite over Christian by the way. Don't get me wrong, I loved Christian, but you were my favorite, still are. It's a shame." She had murmured back smiling lightly at the taller blonde.
"My career? I accomplished a lot; I accomplished what I set out to do. I made my dreams come true… I can't complain." He had uttered out, his eyes giving away just how much of that was forced out of him. "Well that too. But I meant your habits you acquired after retiring." She had started throwing a look over her shoulder at him continuing. "And I'm not talking about the alcohol either. I'm talking about your inkless tattoos on your wrists." She smiled sadly as she gathered up her stuff preparing to leave.
"How… how did you…" he started quietly, his contagious smile long gone. "Know? I had friends… and your behavior gave you away. Your overly happiness, over something depressing, your eyes... Also your long sleeves, and the ways you kept rubbing your wrists, sometimes cutters don't clean them efficiently enough and they get infected, and they itch… you kept rubbing your arms… on your wrists." Kaitlyn had explained as she remembered walking up to the tall blonde Canadian, grabbing his hand in hers, sliding the sleeve up slowly only for Adam to stop her, grapping her hand in his free one. "Don't." he had warned lowly, his green eyes pleading with her.
Kaitlyn remembered smiling softly and releasing his arms. "And your defensiveness did you in." she had murmured softly, shoving her stuff in her gym bag before turning to face the shell shocked former World Heavyweight Champion. "If you need help or someone to turn to… without being judge or anyone else knowing about it... Here call me." She remembered writing her cellphone number on his palm before walking away, leaving him standing there.
He called later that night, confessing that he felt like cutting himself, telling her why he did. She remembered them talking every other night since that meeting, growing closer and closer the more they talked, the more they bonded. Months after that she had confessed what she was, a Dom, a Mistress. She told him about what she would expect out of a sub, and he said that it was really interesting, that he'd give it a test drive, then sign her contract if he felt it would help him.
She had agreed and they gave it three months. Adam was an amazing submissive, he took to the lifestyle with no problems at all, and they meshed well as Mistress and sub. So well that when the three month contract was up, she offered him a full time contract and Adam signed it without hesitance. He quit drinking and cutting altogether, finally having found something else to dedicate his life to, his new Mistress. Since then she and Adam have been inseparable, except for when he had to film Haven, and she was on the road with WWE.
"Kaitlyn?" a voice called waving a small hand in her face, pulling her out of her trance. "Yeah?" she asked blinking back into reality, out of her thoughts.
April smirked lightly. "I said yeah, that might help, but only if all my methods fail. I don't think they will though, cause not only do I have him right where I want him, but I think even he knows he needs someone to look after him, and it's always been me. The only difference is he'll be bent over every other night, wearing my collar around his pretty little neck."
Kaitlyn smirked lightly. "You're sure you love him, and this isn't you just living out your Sadistic fantasy of actually owning a submissive?" she asked as April narrowed her dark eyes at her best friend. "I'm sure. I'd do anything for him. I'd do anything to make sure he's mine; I don't want to see him get hurt again. Ever. I've seen it one too many times already… with Jeff, Randy, Cena and now Eve… I won't let it happen again. Not under my care. I care about him like you care for Adam. Phil's my Adam." April hissed crossing her arms over her chest at Kaitlyn's accusations. Kaitlyn may have been a Dom longer than she had and had no doubt seen more than she ever had in her short time as a Dom, but that doesn't mean that she was out to hurt her Philly.
Kaitlyn's gaze softened. "Okay. I'm just making sure April… I know you care about Phil… I've seen some things… I've seen Dom's get sub's just for the rush of power and control… they didn't care for the sub or their well-being. I've heard some things about what Phil went through… I don't want to see either of you two get hurt again. I remember your past couple of subs… And of course… Daniel. So I'm just making sure" She murmured quietly.
"Those were merely test drives for the real thing. I was testing my own limits, and I know I'm ready to take on Phil. The difference between them and Phil is that I actually love Phil. This isn't just about power and control so much as it's more about the fact that I love that boy to death." April explained just as quietly, looking up into Kaitlyn's eyes as she said that. Kaitlyn nodded pulling her smaller friend in for a brief hug. "'m just worry about you two… that's all sweetie." She murmured into April's brunette locks.
"I do have one favor to ask of you though." April started as Kaitlyn smiled. "What's that?" She asked raising an eyebrow.
"Will you be my witness to the contract signing? I'll send you a text or something if he says yes, we'll wait till you get there to sign it. That is if you will…" April murmured as Kaitlyn beamed. "I'd be honored to return the favor honey" She answered before pulling April into another hug. "Thank you." April murmured, smiling as she remembered witnessing Adam and Kaitlyn's contract signing. "Don't mention it sweetheart." Kaitlyn replied hugging April firmly.
April returned the hug before Kaitlyn led them to catering, passing Randy Orton on the way. April sneered, still holding a grudge against the man for what he did and what he tried to do to her relationship with Phil. Kaitlyn smirked lightly. April was so protective over Phil, it was adorable, it almost reminded her of herself and how protective she was and still is over Adam.
"Come on… let's grab something to eat real quick. Then I promise we'll find a monitor so you can watch Punky whoop some ass in the battle royal." She murmured teasingly as April smirked up at her. "Good. He's wearing my favorite trunks. His ass looks amazing in those dark blue ones." She replied with a smile, licking her lips provocatively making Kaitlyn shake her head.
"You're something else girly" she murmured with a grin.
"You still love me anyways" April replied with a matching grin as Kaitlyn giggled. "You're right and you're lucky I do. What are Chick busters for?"
Phil grunted as he was kicked stiffly in the ribs by Daniel Bryan, forcing him to drop to his knees. 'Bryan must still be mad that April kissed me longer' he mused mentally as he forced himself to get back to his feet and fight back against the stiff shots, trying to protect his injured ribs, head and elbow to no avail. Bryan went after him like a man on a mission. If it wasn't Bryan, it was Cena and Orton giving him stiff shots.
Phil knew he had to get eliminated anyways and spotted his opportunity seeing Bryan leaning on the ropes. He let out a battle cry and charged at Bryan, jumping and cross bodying him, sending both of them flying over the top rope, getting them both eliminated.
That wasn't the problem, landing was the issue. Phil let out a grunt of pain as his back, head and elbow made contact with the thin black mat around the ring separating his body from the hard cold concrete. The mat did nothing to protect his body or offer any comfort from the concrete under it, it was useless. He felt the concrete underneath it, rolling onto his front and forcing himself up to his knees, slowly climbing to his feet, pain evident on his face as he grabbed his WWE title and quickly headed backstage.
Phil dreaded going to see that annoying trainer but he knew it was protocol. It was almost mandatory that if a superstar even thinks that they have suffered an injury, no matter how minor, they have to see the trainer to get cleared or further medical treatment if necessary. He sighed and pushed the metal door open, limping in and taking a seat on the mental table.
"Again?" The trainer asked with a slight smirk as Phil rolled his eyes. "Fuck off. I landed wrong. Just clear me already… let's not waste each other's time now…" he muttered sitting his WWE Title down next to him. The trainer's smirk widened as he set to work, quickly going over Phil's past injuries, grimacing as Phil yelped raggedly when he pushed on his taped elbow.
"You dick! That hurt like a mother fucker!" Phil hissed out through clenched teeth. "Sorry" he replied quickly making note of the aggravated injury. He then pressed on Phil's ribs, getting small groans of pain, nothing near the pain level of his elbow. He felt Phil's head, again getting small groans of pain for his efforts. He went back to the elbow feeling around it forcing screams of pain out of the WWE Champion just as April burst through the door looking worried as she listened to Phil's cries of agony.
"Okay! That fucking hurts! You made it clear! Geez! How many times do you have to squeeze it?!" Phil growled, throwing his head back on the table, not yet seeing April. The trainer shook his head and made a note on the form he was supposed to fill out whenever a superstar was injured. "It's worse than yesterday. I told you to withdraw from the damn battle royal but instead you fight anyways and suicide dive over the top rope to your elbow on concrete. You're lucky, the way your head smacked… You could also add a concussion to that list of injuries you've been wrestling with" The Trainer muttered in annoyance as Phil rolled his eyes.
"Yeah as long as I'm able, I'll get through this shit. Tape works." Phil hissed out, clenching his teeth in pain as the trainer shined his flashlight in his eyes checking him for any traces of a concussion. "Never mind… you can also add a first degree concussion to that list." He mumbled as Phil closed his eyes against the bright light, when he opened them April was glaring at him, her arms crossed over her chest. "Phillip Jack Brooks!" she hissed out making Phil sulk back against the exam table.
The trainer had a slight smirk on his face as he turned away to finish his assessment, letting April have at Phil. He had seen enough of the two to know that either they were really close friends and Phil cared about April's opinion of him, or that they had something going on between the two of them, either way, the damn boy was going to get himself either killed or legitimately injured, worse than he already was.
"Good maybe you could talk some damn sense into him, he's been in here with injures about three times this week, not counting the four times he was in here last week. He won't listen to anything I have to say. He tells me to just tape him up and send him on his way. His injuries keep getting aggravated. I'll have to order him an X-ray of that elbow, and he's got a concussion, so wake him up every two hours or so, check on him. Damn boy is going to get himself killed one of these days…" The trainer muttered as Phil glared over at him.
"Don't look at him that way. He's right! You need rest, off the road. You need to heal! I don't want to see you get legitimately hurt like before, just take a break for once, it won't kill you!" April hissed crossing her arms and sneering down at him. Phil sighed tiredly, glancing up at her, chewing on his bottom lip nervously. "Laurinaitis said I can't. He said the WWE Champion gets no breaks… I'm kind of stuck cause there's no way I'm giving up this WWE title I busted my ass for" Phil muttered as April narrowed his dark eyes at him.
"I've heard enough. This isn't over by a long shot Phillip. I want you to hit the showers, finish up here with the trainer and meet me by the Diva's locker room. We're talking about this later on. I mean it" April hissed glowering down at the man she was about to claim as her sub, if she had her way that is. Phil released a tired sigh, closing his eyes and slowly nodding his head. "Okay. I'll see you in a bit" he mumbled without hesitance, hanging his head, his gaze on the floor.
"Good. Don't make me come find you Phil… It won't be pretty I can guarantee you that much." She replied as Phil nodded again to show he understood her. She glanced over at the trainer and nodded her head as she headed for the door, stopping with her hand on the handle, turning to glance at Phil over her shoulder. "And Phil… be good. Listen to Mike, he knows what he's talking about. I mean it" She hissed before opening the door and seeing her way out.
Phil dropped his head and sighed, not quite sure what came over him, and why he agreed so quickly. 'April and her damn mind control skills again…' he thought rolling his eyes as Mike finished him up telling him to ice his elbow and he'd order a X-ray on it, cold showers for the concussion and he had to be woken up every 2 – 3 hours to get checked on throughout the night. He grabbed his WWE Championship and headed to his locker room, taking a quick shower and making quick work of gathering his belongings so he could hurry up and meet April at the Diva's locker room.
On his way he passed April's best friend, Kaitlyn, who somehow invited herself to walk with him. "April found out about your injuries… again?" she asked teasingly as Phil rolled his eyes. "Yes… she yelled at me, and told me to meet her at the Diva's locker room… it's where I'm headed." He murmured quietly as the two toned Diva nodded. "Sweet. I'll go in and grab her for you. Make it a tad easier on you" she offered as Phil smiled lightly. "Thanks… It seems like it'll be a long ass night as it is, I can just feel it…" Phil replied sighing quietly as Kaitlyn nodded. "Yup… probably will be." She murmured with a knowing smirk as they stopped in front of the pink door.
"I'll be right back." Kaitlyn murmured as Phil nodded, leaning against the wall, taking in his surroundings. Just as he closed his eyes he heard a soft giggle, followed by a very familiar sounding moan, his eyes snapped open as he glanced around; looking for the origin of the sounds. After a while his gaze landed on his now ex-girlfriend Eve Torres hanging all over a horny looking John Cena. Phil bit his lip, feeling like he was unable to look away from the scene causing him pain. He was so lost in the scene in front of him that he didn't hear the door open and close behind him, nor did he feel the smaller figure at his side until she poked him, whispering "Ready to go Phil?"
Phil swallowed hard, glancing down at April before he slowly nodded his head. "Yeah… been ready" he mumbled taking her offered hand. "Don't look at them… they wanted you to see them… don't give them the satisfaction of seeing you in pain, that is what they want. You're better than that and them, now come on love, let's get out of here, yeah?" she asked feeling slightly jealous of Phil's feelings for Eve, and feeling worse as Phil's body stiffened, seeing the two make out like horny teenagers.
Even though he didn't love Eve it didn't mean that their 6 month relationship meant nothing to him. Phil forced a smile, hoping April wouldn't see just how much that scene hurt him inside. He forces his façade, locking it down but April saw right through it. She saw the hurt in his eyes even as he forced that smirk, and tried to act like he didn't care that his Ex-Girlfriend he dated for over 6months was acting as if he meant nothing just a day after their break up.
Phil nodded again, allowing her to lead him away from the painful sight in front of him. It wasn't like he was head over heels for Eve, but it hurt that she got over him so quickly, and so easily, what cut further was who she got over him with, one of his tormenters; John Cena. He may not have loved her, but it still hurt and April saw that, grabbing his hand tightly and tugging him away from the painful scene.
"Look Phil… I'm sorry that you had to see that shit… I didn't want you to have to go through it I mean… I … I'm sorry baby" April murmured as Phil shrugged silently. "I don't want to talk about it… Just let it go… forget it happened… just fuck it…" Phil muttered coldly, tossing his gym bag into the back of the rental, April repeating the act.
"Philly it's not just 'forget about it'. If it's hurting you we should talk about-" "I SAID… let. It. Go. I don't want to talk about it… forget it happened" Phil hissed interrupting April as he slammed the doors on the rental.
"Phil." April insisted but Phil threw his hands up screaming "FUCK! Can't you just fucking listen to me for once and let it fucking go?!" he snapped as April's hazel eyes watered before she turned on her heel and stormed off in the opposite direction, leaving Phil standing there wondering what he had just done. 'You fucking idiot! You chase away the only one who gives a shit about your ass! Smooth fucking moves Brooks!' He berated himself mentally as he forced himself to calm down.
"Got to find her… got to apologize… I can't lose her! I need her!" Phil hissed to himself under his breath as he ran in the direction April took off to, hoping and praying that she'd forgive him for his moment of weakness, his momentary mental breakdown. He didn't have to go far before he spotted her standing near the exit of the parking garage, her arms crossed over her chest, her back to him.
"April…" He panted gently reaching out to grab her shoulder only for her to shove his hand away. "Please… just understand that… I'm sorry and I didn't mean to snap at you like that… you know I didn't mean that I'm… I'm just… so fucking stressed, and in pain… I… I'm sorry… I really need you right now… Please…" He finished in a broken, whispered tone feeling everything from the past month taking its toll on him as tears slipped down his cheeks against his will.
It wasn't long before he was pulled into the familiar embrace, hearing soothing words, gentle hands stroking his back, working to soothe away his worries. Phil wrapped his arms around April's lean waist burying his face in her neck, breathing in her sweet scented perfume, helping to calm his nerves.
"I'm sorry… You didn't deserve that… Please… Don't leave because I'm being a bitter asshole… please stay with me… I need you… I need you now more than ever…" Phil pleaded softly, angrily wiping his tears away, allowing his sore injured body to relax in April's embrace. "Please say something…" he sniffled quietly, feeling chills go up his spine, realizing how cold it really was.
"You're right. I didn't deserve that. You had no right to snap at me when all I am doing is loving and caring for you. I'm just trying to look after you. I probably should leave…" April started feeling Phil's body stiffen, almost similar to the way it had when he spotted Eve and Cena making out. "But. I'm not. I mean it when I say that I love you… I'll stick by your side come hell or high water like I promised. I know you're hurting… physically and emotionally… so… let's just forget that happened… we have a long night ahead of us as it is and I don't want to waste anytime… after all I did promise that we'd talk…"
Phil nodded, smiling slightly allowing April to lead them back to the rental. April drove, knowing that Phil probably felt like he'd been ran over by a truck. She kept a close eye on him, remembering the trainer telling her that he'd suffered a concussion, making sure that he didn't fall asleep. She knew that if he signed her contract and if she decided to claim his body physically, that not only would she have to be very careful, but that she'd have to wake him up and check on him every two hours.
She sighed knowing that Phil probably avoided catering food, knowing that most of it consisted of meat or animal products, so that meant that he hadn't eaten anything in the last 16 hours. She knew that he was probably starving, as she pulled up to a Subway, putting the rental in park. She reached over and stroked his cheek gently asking "You want Subway baby? I know you probably haven't eaten anything today… My treat." She offered with a smile.
"I haven't. You don't have to. I'll give you the money for it." Phil replied as he began digging around for his wallet before April stopped him. "No. I offered. I know you're hurting, you can stay here, just write down what you want and I'll get it. I know you don't want to be recognized so… you can just wait here." April murmured as Phil sighed and gave in, writing down what he wanted on a discarded napkin before handing it to her.
"I'll be right back." She murmured with a soft smile, grabbing her wallet and rushing inside. Phil sighed and rested his head back against the seat. His head was throbbing relentlessly; his elbow was killing him and his ribs and back was aching. This wasn't the worst pain he'd ever been in but it was damn uncomfortable. He allowed his eyes to close for what seemed like a minute but when they opened April was shaking him gently, putting the bag with the two sandwiches and bags of chips in his lap, sitting the drinks in the cup holders.
"You can't go to sleep just yet. You have a concussion… that means I have to wake you up every two to three hours… and it sucks because you don't get enough sleep as it is." April murmured before adding "I'm going to stop by the gas station next to the hotel, even though we have drinks, I'll grab us something, then we're headed to the hotel. Okay?"
Phil nodded tiredly as April started the rental and he allowed himself to drift off again. April sighed allowing him to get a bit of sleep before they reached the hotel. She stopped at the gas station to pick up a Pepsi for Phil and a diet coke for herself before heading to the hotel they were staying at. She easily found a spot in the parking garage, putting the rental in park and removing the keys from the ignition, she turned to face the drowsy WWE Champion in the passenger seat. She smiled lightly and nudged his arm gently.
"Philly we're here, time to wake up babe." She called softly as Phil stirred slowly coming to. They got their stuff and silently headed up to the room. April made Phil take a cold shower per the trainer's instructions. She wrapped his ribs and rewrapped his elbow only leaving the room briefly before returning with a bag filled with ice from the ice machine down the hall to put on Phil's injured elbow. After that she had ordered him to lay down and relax. After they ate they were watching TV in an uncomfortable silence that Phil broke.
"So… the talk?" He hinted with a light grin on his handsome features. "What exactly is it about you that makes you think that this little horrible secret of yours is going to 'scare me away from you?' With everything that you've done for me, the fact that you've stuck by me through everything; despite how much of an ass I could be at times… most of the time actually. I owe you my life. Nothing you tell me tonight will change my mind about how I feel about you. The thing with Eve meant nothing… I was just hurt about how quickly she moved on, but I guess hoes will be hoes. I hate saying this, you and Zack were right about her, she is a hoeski."
April smiled brightly listening to Phil go on and on about how he was wrong and she was right. It filled her up with glee when he admitted that he didn't love Eve and that he'd stick by her no matter what she had to tell him.
"You stuck by me through my worst and best times, and I'm going to stick by you. I think… I think I'm in love with you April… I haven't felt this way since Jeff… and I know that I loved Jeff… but I'm… I'm over him. I'm ready to truly move on." Phil admitted softly as April nodded looking slightly nervous.
"This is… What I'm about to tell you, it's really heavy stuff. I am… I'm in love with you too… I have been since I can remember… since I first laid eyes on you and got to know you, I knew that I had to have you. You had to be mine, I had to own you. Through the years, that feeling has only intensified…" April started as Phil blinked in confusion at her word choices.
"What do you mean when you say that you had to 'own me'?" Phil asked as April released a sigh. "Please don't freak out on me…" She started as she raised her hands before dropping them at her sides as Phil nodded slowly. "Okay." He murmured watching as April walked over to her bags and began digging through them. She pulled out a plain black binder, sitting it at her side before continuing to dig. She pulled out a medium sized black bag that was tucked under her stuff in her largest bag.
"Please don't freak out…" She repeated as she brought the two items with her, retaking her seat next to Phil on the bed. Phil nodded to reassure her, feeling slightly nervous himself as April unzipped the bag, not opening it as she looked up into his eyes.
"Phil the truth is… I'm a Dom. A Mistress, a Domme, a Dominatrix… whatever you want to call it, I'm into BDSM. What I meant by 'own you' is..." April stopped seeing the shock on Phil's face, and the slight fear showing clear in his olive green eyes. She released a deep sigh before continuing. "I want to claim you as my submissive."
There was a long uncomfortable silence in the room as Phil bit his bottom lip, not sure what to make of what he'd just been told. His best friend, the girl he was in love with, was a bondage freak. She wanted to own him, so she could probably chain him down and whip him for her sick pleasure. The thought alone made him shudder. "What… what are you thinking? Say something. Please?" April pleaded softly, feeling her heart drop into her stomach as Phil sat up slowly, looking as if he were about to leave, about to walk out on her after he promised to stick by her.
"I… I uh… I don't know what to say… I'm freaking out… a little bit…" Phil admitted chuckling nervously as he slowly lay back down. "What I have here… is a contract for you to sign. You can look it over, make sure that you agree with the terms, conditions and what not." April murmured as she passed the binder to Phil who took it with shaky hands, opening it slowly.
"I had it made out a few months ago… So…" April admitted as Phil glanced at it. It was several pages long, it stated the duties he would have to adhere to, the rules he would have to conform to and his objections were short. "So what do you say?" she asked after a long moment of silence.
"No… just no." Phil mumbled feeling almost lightheaded as he pushed the binder containing the contract off his lap and onto the floor, sounding with a quiet thud. April blinked glancing over at him. "No? You're not signing it? What happened to sticking by my side no matter what?" she asked tauntingly as Phil felt his insides churning. He dropped his head in his hands, feeling his body begin to shake as April got slightly upset. He knew that he promised to stick by her no matter what, but he was no one's bitch, he was nobody's slave. She probably wanted to whip him because she figured it's all he was good for anyways.
"Look, I love you Phil. I love you more than anything in this world. If you sign that contract and agree to belong to me, and ONLY me, then I'll be everything you need, you'll be loved and cared for and you'll always have someone to look after you. I promise that you will never EVER be alone in anything ever again." April stated firmly, watching Phil's every move before continuing softly. "So the ball is in your court. Are you going to sign it? Are you going to trust me?"
Phil shook his head rapidly, beginning to get upset himself. "No. No. No. No. No. Nooo…" He moaned over and over, trying to push himself out of April's reach. April knew that Phil getting upset as he was couldn't be good for his concussion. She knew that she had to try to calm him down somehow before the boy gave himself a headache if he didn't already have one as it was.
"Why not?" She challenged in a soft voice, trying to reach for his hand, only for him to tug it out of her reach in his upset state. "Because… because I've heard about Dom and Sub relationships… I've seen things… experienced things." He whimpered out quietly as his olive green eyes filled with unshed tears of agony and shame. "Don't forget who my mentor was… Raven… the sick fuck that he was… is… and I wouldn't sign my life away just to get beat, whipped and tortured for someone else to get off on my pain and suffering… I'm not… I'm… no… just no…" He hissed out through clenched teeth as April felt her heart ache at Phil's admission, feeling somewhat hurt that he thought that she'd ever hurt him like Raven and everyone in his past had.
"What did Raven do to you?" She asked gravely, narrowing her eyes, feeling the rage building in her chest at the mere thought of Raven hurting HER Philly. Phil pursed his lips to form a straight line and looked away. "I don't want to talk about it… But he's part of the reason that I am the way I am today… and he was a Dom." Phil whispered as a tear slid down his cheek, looking up to meet April's eyes momentarily as he uttered the last five words, before looking away again.
"Give me a chance to prove you wrong. I'm not about that, I'm not like that at all! That's abuse of power, authority, and the trust of your submissive. It's not what I'm about. The only, and I DO MEAN ONLY way you'd ever be punished is for wrong doing, disrespect, disregarding direct orders or plain bad behavior and that is all! I would never hurt you unwarranted." April hissed firmly, narrowing her hazel eyes at the Chicago Native.
"No… No… just no… April… Please don't make me do this. I… I love you to death but… I don't… I'm not…" he stopped, gritting his teeth, swallowing hard as his eyes teared up slightly. "I'm not… I'm not into pain… I don't want to be whipped or… any of that… I… I'm not doing it. You're no fucking different than… the others…" He muttered firmly as April sneered realizing that she'd need her underhanded tactics after all.
"Is that what you told Jeff after he cheated on you how many times? Did you still say 'I'm not doing it'? I bet you didn't. I bet you fucking just sucked it up, didn't you? Figuratively and literally. He came crawling back and you just welcomed him right back in with open legs, didn't you? Then when he completely broke you, shattered you, who picked up the pieces? Who put you back together and helped you heal? Me." April started as Phil looked away from her, knowing where this was going.
"What about with Cena? Huh? All those times he fucking blackmailed you into being his fuck slut… who helped you out of that mess? Who picked you up then? Me. I fucking did, didn't I? I was always there when you needed me." April taunted as Phil felt more of his tears on the brink of falling. He felt his chest, his heart throbbing from the backlash effect of her harsh but true words.
"What about Orton? Even after he used you, cheated on you and fucking humiliated you in front of the entire locker room, even after you took his side when I tried to warm you about him, I STILL took your ass in; I still comforted you and picked you up again. What about Eve? Huh?" April continued as Phil let out a choked sob, his body shaking violently with the failing attempt at hold his tears at bay. "Please stop… that's enough AJ… Please…" He pleaded almost silently as April sneered at him.
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I just don't want to get hurt again... and I don't want to lose my best friend… Because I need you right now more than ever…" He admitted as he turned his face away from her, refusing to look at her, his tears of shame running down his cheeks. April felt bad for having to throw his painful past in his face, but knew it was needed to make him understand what he needed in his life. She grabbed the contract off the floor and scooted closer to her sobbing best friend.
"Phillip. Look at me. Now." She ordered gently as Phil obeyed. Her heart clenched at the sight of him. His green eyes were red rimmed and puffy from crying, his cheeks where flushed, and he was chewing at his bottom lip, something he did when he was nervous. She reached over and cupped his cheek gently, taking his head in her hands.
"Baby, I can't promise that this won't be a hard transition for you, but I can promise to love and cherish you, to take care of you and look after you. To have your best interest in mind, to give you what you need and not always what you want, to always try to be there for you whenever you may need me, to protect you from ever getting hurt again, I can promise you that much. Give it a chance, please. This is a one year contract, okay? Give me one year to prove to you that I am different from Jeff, Cena, Orton, Eve, Raven and every other before me, give me a chance, Please? Let me love you." April murmured softly, yet firmly before asking "I've always been there for you, haven't I?"
Phil nodded his head as tears leaked down his cheeks. "You have…" He mumbled, hiccupping continuing with "You… You'll strip me of my title… if… if… I… sign i-it."
April smiled lightly. "I won't strip you. I can't. I can't intervene with your work. I added that as a provision since I knew you'd like that one. You have some freedoms with your work. You'd know that if you bothered to read it completely. I only have your best interests in mind." She murmured softly.
"I will never hurt you like Jeff, Cena, Orton, Raven… Eve… Never. Are you going to give me a chance? If you find that it doesn't help you at all, when the year is up, and the contract expires, I'll free you, but give me one year to prove you otherwise. Let me prove to you that I'm exactly what you need. At least let me try. Sound fair?" She asked softly as Phil seemed to be thinking it over. After a few tense moments, Phil caved and nodded his head yes slowly. April smiled in victory, grabbing her cell and sending a quick text to Kaitlyn.
"Just… please… Don't hurt me April…" Phil choked out before throwing his arms around her and burying his face in her neck, letting his tears flow freely. April wrapped her arms tightly around her new submissive, holding him firmly against her, her hand resting on the back of his neck, gently kneading it to try to calm him. "Wouldn't dream of it baby. Shhh… let it out. You're okay." She soothed as he clung to her, reminding her of the night Jeff had shattered him completely and how she had held him all night.
"April?" Phil asked meekly after a few moments, his voice sounding strained even to her. "Yes baby?" She asked gently stroking his neck affectionately. "No more hurt please… I can't… I can't take it anymore… If you hurt me… that'll be the end of me… I'll have no one to turn to…" Phil whispered, his words breaking April's heart, feeling him clinging to her tightly.
April simply tightened her hold on him, leaning down to kiss his head lovingly, keeping her mouth pressed to his temple as she whispered against it. "I won't ever hurt you, nor will I allow you to be hurt, neither emotionally or physically while under my ownership. I promise you baby. No more hurting. No more." She kissed his head once more before she got up to let Kaitlyn in as a knock sounded at the door.
Kaitlyn greeted her with a bright smile as soon as the door swung open. "Come on in. He's a bit upset." April mumbled as Kaitlyn frowned, closing the door behind her and following April back to the bedroom where Phil still laid, the contract sitting next to him.
Phil sniffled as he glanced up to see Kaitlyn, feeling ashamed that he looked an absolute mess, with tear tracks on his pale cheeks, his puffy red rimmed eyes. "It's okay Phillip. Kaitlyn is here as a witness to the signing, and she knows too. She's like me. She's not going to make fun of you, or pick on you or anything; she has a sub of her own. You might know him… I'll be sure to reintroduce you two to each other at some point, but let's get this contract signed okay?" April asked, reassuring her submissive.
Kaitlyn smiled softly at Phil, gesturing for them to sign the contract. April grabbed the binder and quickly signed her name in the specified location before passing it to Phil. Phil took it in shaky hands, glancing up at his Dom. April smiled down at him, reaching down to cup his cheek. "What's the matter sweetness?" she asked softly watching Phil's eyes teared up.
"I just… I don't want to lose my best friend." He mumbled softly as Kaitlyn 'Aww'd' with a soft smile on her face. "You'll never lose me baby, that I promise you." April replied stroking his face. After a long moment, Phil nervously signed it before passing it to Kaitlyn, who quickly signed her name.
"It's official" Kaitlyn announced with a slight smile as April tugged her close, hugging her firmly before releasing her and throwing her arms tightly around her submission. Kaitlyn cleared her throat with a smile. "I'd love to stay, but… my own sub is awaiting my call. So I'll excuse myself respectfully." She murmured giving April a tight hug before moving to Phil's side.
"Phillip. This girl will not hurt you. Rest assured. She loves you, Trust her, love her, listen to her, and you'll never go wrong. I have to go, but you will be seeing a lot of me during your training period. Count on that." She murmured before pulling Phil into her arms for a tight embrace, letting herself out once she released Phil.
April smiled and put the contract away, digging through the black bag, leaning down to claim Phil's lips gently before presenting him with a plain black leather collar. "You will wear this. Everywhere but public, I'll have something else for you to where that's a bit more incognito. When it's just us in the safety of our hotel rooms, homes, in private, you will be ordered to wear your collar at all times unless ordered otherwise. This is one of those times." April explained as she began fastening it around his neck.
Phil flushed once it was completely on, reaching up to rub at it gently. "Feels weird." He murmured softly as April smiled. "It will at first, but I promise you'll get used to it soon enough. How's it feel? Comfortable?" She asks softly as Phil nodded. "Yeah, kind of. It's not too tight." He answered quietly. "You'll have a much better, more personal collar after your training is complete. Until then, this is your formal collar." April explained softly with a small smile.
"What now? What's next?" Phil asked softly as April grinned before answering "Well… you need to be trained, but that's later on, Right now… I'm ordering you to get ready for bed. I've waited far too long… to finally claim you sexually. I need you. I'm not going to wait much longer. Get ready" April murmured licking her lips hungrily as her eyes swept over Phil's body, making the usually shameless Chicagoan blush. He cleared his throat before agreeing with a slight hesitance.
"Phillip… I like my orders followed immediately, because if not it may result in you getting disciplined; your training will start as soon as possible. Also… whenever you talk to me, you will ask me for permission to speak if we are intimate, training or otherwise. Unless in public. You will call me Ma'am, Madame, or Mistress." April informed as Phil bit his bottom lip, looking as though he had something on his mind.
"What's wrong?" April asked raising an eyebrow at her sub. Phil swallowed hard before mumbling "I can't call you April or AJ anymore…"April smiled and replied "As long as you use 'Madame April/AJ or Mistress April/AJ he can.'" Phil chewed on his bottom lip, swallowing hard before answering "Yes… Mistress April."
"Good boy" April praised petting his head gently. "Now undress, fold your clothes neatly and lay on your back, spread eagle." She commanded softly, watching as Phil blushed, hesitantly removing his clothing and following her order. With each piece of clothing removed he took his time to fold it neatly, placing the pile on the chair before climbing on the bed and lying on his back spread eagle like his Mistress had asked. April licked her lips at the delicious sight in front of her, and knowing that it was all hers just made her wetter than she already was.
"Your safe words are as follows, Green, means you're okay, and if I get deep in this and I feel concerned, I'll ask you, if you're okay just say 'Green'. Yellow is a warning that I'm getting close to your breaking point, if you feel I'm about to cross a line, just say 'Yellow'. Red means you're not okay, it means stop. If you say Red, whatever I'm doing stops, everything stops… Got it?" April asked as she explained to Phil what his safe words were. Phil nodded his head. "Yes April." April's lip quirked, swatting Phil on the thigh. "What was that?" she asked tauntingly.
Phil bit his bottom lip. "S-sorry. Mistress April." He murmured looking down as April smiled lightly. "Good boy. Remember that." She replied.
April grinned as she dug through her black bag, pulling out a pair of pink handcuffs with a coat of leather around the cuff part to prevent damage to the wrists caused by tugging. "Hope you're not afraid of bondage, being restrained…" She trailed off with a smirk as she dangled the handcuffs on her finger, twirling them around before straddling Phil's upper chest. "Hands above your head pet." She ordered with a smirk as she felt the shiver go through Phil's body before he raised his arms like she ordered.
"Such a good little pet… following every one of my orders so far without argument; you're doing so well." April praised as she secured one of Phil's wrists in the cuff tugging it through the loop of the headboard to cuff his free wrist, securing him completely to the bed. She smirked deciding to put her theory, what she already knew to be true, to the test, that Phil was a masochist who got off on pain, who got off on being helpless, at someone else's mercy. She leaned down, breathing hotly in his ear, reaching behind her to wrap her hand around his half-mast cock beginning to stroke him slowly, pressing her lips against his ear before whispering tauntingly "You're helpless… I can do whatever I want to you… whatever… I… want… You're helpless to stop me. I'm going to make you mine…"
Phil shivered at the sound of April's voice. It sounded low, dark, possessive, it was sexy, it turned him on even more than he already was. He couldn't resist arching his lower back, thrusting his hips up against her hand, moaning softly. "I'm going to fuck your tight little ass and make you fucking scream like a virgin and then I'm going to make you eat my fucking pussy. If you're lucky, if you're good, I might just let you cum tonight… but that's only if you're a good boy and you do what you're told." April hissed lowly, making Phil shudder as he felt her grinding her denim short shorts against his midsection.
It wasn't long before Phil was leaking like a pipe and thrusting into her hand, moaning shamelessly as he did so. "You're going to like taking my strap on, aren't you Philly?" she asked tauntingly as Phil whined "Yes! Oh… fuck yes!" Getting a sharp smack on his thigh for his efforts. "Yes what?" She hissed.
"Yes… Yes Ma'am! Yes Ma'am! Please… Please…" Phil whined squeezing his eyes tightly shut as April stroked him harder. "What do you want baby? Tell me what you want?" April ordered as Phil whimpered "Please make cum Mistress April. Please…Oh hell… please…"
April smirked and stroked him to harder, watching his facial expressions change as he got close to his orgasm, got close to that edge. Her smirk darkened as she squeezed the base of his cock, effectively cutting off his orgasm, loving the strangled whine of frustration as his body completely tensed up, his arms tugging at the cuffs.
"Calm down. Compose yourself." She murmured softly as Phil arched his back in pure frustration. "AJ… please… I'm…"Phil trailed off; licking his dry lips as April squeezed his cock hard, ripping a groan of pain out of his throat.
"What?!" She asked in a low dangerous hiss. "Mistress April… Please… please get me off?" He pleaded in a small voice, sounding like he was already nearing his breaking point, and her fun had just begun. His helplessness was turning her on, it wasn't just the fact that she had a helpless sub at her mercy; but it had allot to do with the fact that that helpless sub was Phil. He struggled to keep his hips still as she ground herself against his hip, moaning wantonly, allowing a dominant smirk to cross her lips as Phil moaned raggedly, thrusting himself into her hand.
"Please… Mistress April… I'm begging… I'm pleading… Please… I'll do whatever you want… please just give me some relief?" He asked sounding and looking desperate as she waited for him to calm himself before she started stroking him hard and fast, rubbing her thumb over the leaking, sensitive tip. Phil threw his head back against the pillow, his body tensing up for release as he neared the edge once again only for April to squeeze the base of his cock once again cutting off his orgasm.
"Mistress! Please!" Phil whimpered feeling his cock ache from being hard for so long. April tangled her hand in Phil's un-gelled, short locks, using them to tug Phil's head back and claim his lips in a hard, rough, passionate and possessive kiss. She pressed her forehead against Phil's once she broke for air hissing against his lips. "You don't call the shots, I call the shots. You're my sub, not the other way around. You will cum when I tell you that you may cum, but not until then. You are mine now. You belong to me. I own you. Do you understand that?" She hissed as Phil nodded with tears of frustration filling his gorgeous green eyes.
"Yes Mistress." He murmured in reply as April grinned and began kissing, licking, and nipping her way down Phil's body. She stopped to suck on his sensitive nipples, making him cry out in pleasure, only to cry out in surprise and pain a moment later when her teeth closed around it briefly before soothing the pain away with her talented tongue.
She repeated the actions with his other one before continuing her journey down her sub's body, getting every little detail about it imprinted into her memory. She placed gentle butterfly kisses down his flat stomach, feeling his muscles clenching under her ministrations as she neared Phil's cock, skipping it completely; loving the little barely concealed frustrated whine she got afterwards.
April smirked as she slid her hands down Phil's well defined thighs to his smooth calves, feeling him up. Sliding down so that she was kneeling between his slightly spread thighs, April leaned down and kissed Phil's smooth hips, dragging her tongue down to his inner thighs, sucking hard on the flesh there, determined to mark her new sub. Phil let out a whine of pure frustration, throwing his head back against the pillow and beginning to tug on the handcuffs retraining him to the bed.
April closed her teeth around a patch of flesh on Phil's inner thigh, loving the way Phil's body tensed up, the sound of his sharp intake of breath, the gasp of pain and the low moan of pleasure when she started soothing it with her tongue. She pulled away with a smirk of satisfaction knowing that without a shadow of a doubt, there'd be a nice sized bruise there in the morning. She gazed at her squirming submissive, fully enjoying his low whimpers and pleads for release, loving his discomfort.
"Mistress April… please… please just get me off… Please?" He pleaded as April smirked, crawling up his body slightly so that Phil's thighs were around her waist, her smaller form hovering over his much larger one. Phil panted quietly, licking his suddenly dry lips as he took in the heated look April was giving him as she gazed down at him lustfully. "I'm begging for some relief… please A-Ma'am-" Phil quickly caught himself watching April tilt her head slightly, giving him her 'crazy' smile. "Ma'am… please give me something, I'm begging you… please… I'll do anything you want me to… please… just touch me…" He continued in a whimper, tears of frustration in his olive green eyes.
"You want relief Pet? You want me to touch you? And you'll do whatever I want in exchange for some compassion?" April asked with a smirk as Phil nodded his head, his bottom lip quivering. April's smirk deepened as she pinned Phil in place, her mouth attacking the tattooed skin of Phil's neck, latching onto it, listening to Phil's sharp inhale, knowing she'd found one of his sensitive spots on his neck. Her hand trailed down his body to wrap tightly around his weeping cock, beginning to stroke him hard and fast hissing out "Is this what you wanted? Is it?!"
Phil threw his head back, his body completely tensed up as he slowly thrust up into April's hand, gasping out in reply "Yes! Yes Mistress! Thank you… Oh God thank you, thank you, thank you…" Letting out a low moan as April completely dominated him. She stroked him to the edge, tightening her hand around the base of his cock, effectively cutting off his orgasm yet again. Phil threw his head back letting out a whine of discomfort.
"Shhh… Phillip… Don't worry. The end is near. You've had a long day, you're injured… We'll cut this short, plus… I don't think I can go much longer, I've wanted this for so long…" April murmured releasing Phil's hard cock once he calmed down, standing up and pulling her strap on dildo out of her bag. She quickly shed her clothing and strapped it into place, digging out the bottle of lube before climbing back between a slightly freaked out Phil's legs.
Phil had a look of fear on his face at seeing April's strap on cock, the lube in her hands, it dawned on him what was about to happen. "No… please… not that…" he pleaded as April simply smirked. "Anything remember? Besides sub, you don't have a choice, one of my conditions is that I top, so suck it up baby" April murmured climbing up Phil's body, straddling his upper chest and cupping the back of Phil's head. "Figuratively and literally." She added, her smirk widening as Phil sighed and took the head of her dildo into his mouth, moaning around it as he took more and more each time.
"You like sucking cock… don't you? You love it Philly… You have to… you're so fucking good at it… Hope you're this good at eating pussy… because that's next… Mmm… take more" April taunted, trailing off into a moan as she watched Phil bob up and down on her toy. "Such a good, good boy… aren't you?" She asked as Phil moaned around her strap on, obviously agreeing with her.
April was getting even more turned on watching Phil give her strap on head, sucking her like a pro. She licked her lips as she glanced down watching Phil's eyes flutter closed as he bobbed his head slowly. She rested one of her hands on the back of his head, guiding him, pushing his head down to try to get more of her dildo in his sweet mouth. She briefly wondered just how that mouth would feel, that lip ring, the tongue piercing as he lapped at her pussy. April moaned at the thought knowing she'd get to test it out tonight. She felt herself getting wetter as she imagined riding his face, looking down to watch him suck on her strap on, making obscene slurping noises, the sound of him gagging as he went down too far, the audible 'pop' as it slipped out of his mouth.
"That's enough of that… I want your ass…" April moaned pulling the strap on out of Phil's mouth with a loud 'pop', smirking at the string of saliva connecting the toy to Phil's lips. She slid back down between his thighs, grabbing the bottle of lubricant to quickly coat two of her fingers. Phil bit his bottom lip as his Mistress smirked down at him. "Relax yourself. I don't want to hurt you. Okay, deep breath Philly." She coached as she eased both of her lubed digits inside of her squirming sub, listening to him inhale sharply, his body contracting from the penetration.
"Ohhh… god… That's ohhh…" Phil gasped as April slowly began to thrust them in and out, scissoring them, stretching her sub quickly. After a few moments she added a third finger, making Phil gasp in surprise. She watched his facial expressions change, licking her lips as she felt him contract around her fingers, letting out a strangled moan when April crooked her fingers slightly, hitting his prostate. April grinned as Phil arced his lower back, his hips bowing off the mattress thrusting up sharply.
"April!" He gasped letting out a yelp of pain and surprise a moment later as April narrowed her eyes and smacked Phil's taunt thigh. "What was that sub?!" She asked in a hiss. "Mistress… Mistress April!" Phil corrected himself, biting down on his bottom lip in pleasure. April smirked as she pulled her fingers out of Phil hearing Phil's cry of disappointment, squirting more lubricant in her palm, rubbing half on her dildo and the rest on Phil's entrance.
"Ready baby?" She asked running her hand over Phil's chest, smirking at the layer of sweat already covering Phil's body. Phil bit his bottom lip again, nodding his head yes making April's smirk deepen. "I want a verbal answer Phillip." She growled sending shivers down Phil's spine. "Yes Mistress… Please… Take me please?" He whimpered out, bringing a smile to April's face as she slowly started to press her dildo inside of her new submissive, eager to finally claim him.
"Ahhh-Oh!" Phil gasped as she went in slowly, trying not to hurt him knowing that he would have to worry about competing next week. Not to mention the next few house shows that were coming up, and he was already working injured, so there was no need to hurt him even more than he hurt himself. When she was completely filling him she paused a moment to give him time to get used to the feeling of being stretched so wide knowing it had been awhile since his last male relationship and the odds of him sleeping around were null.
"You're so fucking tight wrapped around my strap on baby" April commented with a smirk taking in the view of Phil with his eyes squeezed tightly shut, his body covered in sweat as she slowly pulled out of him only to sink back inside his hot tight heat. "Ah… Mistress…" He whimpered out, his lower back arching slightly as she repeated the action, thrusting in and out of her sub. She watched his eyes widen slightly, the pleasure clear as day showing on his face.
"Feels good doesn't it sub? You love being helpless. You love being at my mercy don't you? You love having your ass fucked by my strap on, don't you?" April asked tauntingly as she quickened the pace, pumping her dildo faster inside of her pet. "You love this don't you?!" She asked, pressing her lips flush against Phil's ear, listening to his pants as he tugged at his bonds. "Mistress! Please… can I cum?" He asked pleading, his eyes widening as April trapped his hard cock in between their stomachs causing delicious friction that drove Phil nuts.
He dropped his head back letting out a low groan, whining at the torture of trying to hold back his quickly approaching orgasm. "No. If you cum Phil… I swear… I'll get you hard again… put a cock ring on you and leave you chained to this damn bed all fucking night." April hissed warningly before continuing with a slight smirk grazing her lips. "You know what… I might even fuck your ass just like this…" saying this she thrusted harder into Phil making the WWE Champion throw his head back against the pillow, gritting his teeth in an effect to hold off from cuming.
"I might even hit your prostate… like this…" April hissed teasingly as she thrusted her hips at an angle hitting Phil's prostate good and hard. "Oh! Fuck!" Phil gasped tugging at the cuffs, throwing his head back, his olive green eyes filling with tears as the effort to hold back his orgasm got even more difficult. "Mistress… I can't… I can't hold back if you do that again" He whimpered suddenly remembering his safe words. "Yellow… Yellow…" He cried out biting his lip hard enough to draw blood. April smiled lightly, nodding her head once to let Phil know she got his warning.
She reached up and squeezed the base of his dripping red tipped cock, thrusting against his prostate over and over. "Oh… Fuck!" Phil cried out as his orgasm was cut off, April's hips slowly after a while before he felt her strap on slipping out of him, her hold on his cock tightening. "Get yourself under control pet." April ordered as Phil nodded. "Yes… Mistress…" He gasped out, willing his body to relax the best he could. Once Phil had relaxed, April released his cock and quickly removed her strap on, tossing it on top of her bag before climbing up her sub's body. She cupped his head in both hands and kissed him breathless, forcing her tongue in his mouth, revealing in the thought that Phil openly gave her access and his submission, caving under her dominance.
"You know what I want now pet?" April asked panting slightly as Phil's eyes hesitantly met hers. "Whatever you want Mistress." He answered softly, chewing on his bottom lip, his answer bringing a smirk to April's lips. "You damn right anything I want. What I want… I want your mouth, I'm going to straddle your face, and I want you to make me cum… eat my pussy… and if you make me cum… I might just let you… cum…" She taunted with a smirk.
"Yes Mistress" Phil whispered, his green eyes still glassy from the effort to try to fight back his orgasm. April smirked as she climbed up her sub's body, straddling his head letting out a moan of surprise as she felt Phil's wet eager tongue slide into her pussy, quickly beginning to work her over. "Oh… mmm… good pet… good boy." She moaned as she gripped the headboard tightly, feeling Phil's tongue quickly locate her clit and do his best to stimulate it without help from his hands. April let out a quiet gasp as Phil pressed his tongue piercing against her clit, rubbing the barbell over it in a circular motion.
"Oh… such a good little pet…Mmm… So good… Ah… That's it baby… Oh fuck…" April moaned shamelessly as she began to slowly ride Phil's face as she felt her orgasm quickly approaching with the way Phil's expert tongue worked her clit. Phil moaned at the sweet taste of his Mistress, making her gasp at the vibrations his moans made against her sensitive clit.
"Oh fuck pet… right there… oh… that's good… you must really want to cum tonight…" April moaned making Phil whimper as the sound of her moans went straight to his groin, making him dig his fingernails into his palms in an effort to hold off his orgasm once again. "Oh shit… I'm fucking close… keep doing that… you're good at this… lots of practice huh?" April taunted as she ground down on Phil's mouth, her moans getting increasingly louder as time went on.
Phil squeezed his eyes tightly shut as he forced himself to focus on getting his Mistress off, focusing on his technique, the way he massaged her clit with his tongue. Alternating between circular motions and using his barbell in his tongue to his advantage, rubbing her clit with it as well.
He knew she was getting closer when he felt her body quivering from the pleasure coursing through her, he quickly capitalized on that, rubbing her clit harder, moving his tongue faster, feeling her body contract, knowing she was cuming. "Oh Fuck! Phil! Swallow!" She cried out, gripping the headboard so tight that her knuckles turned white as she came all over Phil's face and neck.
Phil opened his mouth, trying to follow his Mistress's order, trying to swallow as much of her cum as he could catch in his mouth. He coughed as he felt some dribbling down his chin, squeezing his eyes tightly shut as he laid completely still, waiting for his Mistress to recover.
"Such a good Pet." April praised as she moved off of Phil to lie at his side. Phil whimpered as he felt his cock throbbing, feeling April deliberately bump it with her leg, rubbing against it teasingly. "Aww… Poor baby got to cum?" she asked in a hushed voice before pressing her lips against his ear sending shudders down his spine. "Yes Mistress" He whispered, his eyes closed in desperation.
April smirked darkly as she reached down and stroked Phil lightly, making him whine in pure frustration, his green eyes filling with tears as he bit his already bloody bottom lip. "Please… please Mistress… please let me cum… please…. I'm begging you…" He whispered as she cupped his cheek, forcing him to meet her dark brown eyes.
"Aw… You're so beautiful when you beg Phillip… You know that right?" She asked as Phil sniffled, nodding his head 'yes'. "Yes Mistress… Please… Please… let me cum…" he pleaded as the tears slid down his cheeks bring a smirk to April's face.
"You're such a good pet… such a good boy. Who do you belong to? Who do will you always, ALWAYS submit to?" April asked as Phil sniffled, his eyes weeping much like his dripping cock. "You… You… Mistress" Phil answered biting his bottom lip.
"Say my name. Say it. Who do you belong to? Who owns your submission?" She continued to taunt, her grip tightening around the base of Phil's cock as he sobbed out. "April! I submit to Mistress April… I belong to April Mendez! Please… please let me cum!" He pleaded as his lower body arched off the bed, his body completely covered in sweat, looking as though he'd just come back from running one of those marathons he so loved to run.
April's grip tightened on Phil's dripping cock, stroking him harder. "That's right!" She hissed in reply, biting down on Phil's jaw, leaning close to his ear to hiss "You're such a good little pet… Cum for me. Now!" Smirking, April kissed his cheek, stroking him rapidly as his hips shot off the bed against her hand.
Phil threw his head back, screaming hoarsely as he came hard, shooting thick white, gooey stream after stream of cum, almost covering his chest as April continued stroking him, letting him ride out his orgasm. "Fuck!" He cried out, his body sagging weakly against the mattress, his energy sucked out of him, his arms hanging limply in the cuffs as April slid off the bed to grab her camera.
Phil looked absolutely gorgeous, thoroughly fucked, covered in sweat and both of their cum, tears streaking down his face, she wanted to remember this moment forever. Phil was too out of it to realize she snapped a few photos before tucking the camera away and disappearing into the bathroom, returning with a bottle of cold water, a wet wash cloth and a dry one.
"Mistress…" He whimpered as he weakly tugged at the cuffs. April smiled lightly, understanding that her sub needed the physical contact now, but first she needed to cleanse him of all the sweat, and cum.
"I'm here Phillip. Hang tight. I'm going to clean you up, and then I'll un-cuff you. Shhh…" April whispered, soothing her sub's worries. She quickly cleaned the both of them up with the wet wash rag, and dried them, cleaning up the mess of toys, and putting the bottle of lube away. She tidied the room up a bit before moving back to Phil's side, pulling the key to the cuffs from around her neck, unchaining Phil and tossing the cuffs into her bag. She smiled as Phil pulled her close, resting his head against her shoulder, squeezing his eyes tightly shut.
"I'm here." She whispered wrapping her arms tightly around her newly claimed submissive, grabbing the bottle of water and passing it to him. "Sip on that. You're dehydrated. You sweat… allot." She murmured as Phil nodded and did as she instructed. "Yes Mistress" He murmured, down the entire bottle before cuddling into his Mistress's embrace.
"I'm home…" He whispered silently as April smiled down at him. "This just… I've never felt like I ever really belonged anywhere… but this… this feels right. This…" Phil started as he rested his head against April's chest, feeling her hand rest on the back of his neck, pressing against his collar gently, yet possessively. "This… in your arms… as strange as it sounds… it's kind of scary… because it's so soon, but it… feels like home. Feels like I belong." He finished softly, his eyes filling with unshed tears, the emotional rollercoaster getting to him. Phil felt like he could let his walls fall down, trusting that April would protect him.
April smiled and tightened her arms around her sub. "I'm never letting go. I love you Phillip. You're safe here. Nobody will ever hurt you again. I promise. Just rest pet... We have a long road ahead of us, but I'll be there for you every step. You'll never be alone again." She whispered holding her sub tightly, leaning down to kiss him passionately before they both drifted off to sleep, and feeling that for once everything was perfect, that everything would fall into place.
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Well that wraps this fic up. Whew! That took forever! Lol Hope you guys enjoyed it. I do have a Slight sequel to this that will be up soon, real soon, so if you enjoyed this, you might like the one-shot that follows. Trust me it IS a one-shot LOL. No chapters!
No matter how many times I tried cutting this down I STILL ended up with 13, 700+ words LOL! Oh well. Well this wraps it up! Hope you guys liked it. Remember to leave a review, let me know how I did with my first Fem-Dom fic and my first AJPunk fic as well. I want to thank XxPunkleexX, both Guests, Blazing Glory, StraightEdgeCrazyChick, onehundredpercent, PrincessofPunk8, Amanda, Ilse'sPurpleSummer, BrightAsNight, and ILoveAnime89 for reviewing. It gave me hope of actually finishing something.
Again Thanks guys!
~ Cal
