(Hope you had a safe and happy week.) Rose and Jade
Randy was on his phone that night, sending Cody a message to let him know they would be heading back to Florida in the morning so he would be back at work in a few days. Jeremy sat on John's tablet, looking over his Twitter. He was studying all he could about the man. Randy would never tell John, but he couldn't wait to be back on the road while John recovered at home. "Why are we on a honeymoon?" Jeremy spoke finally. " I asked for one thing and it was like pulling teeth...you seem in a hurry to leave me...who you chatting with? "
"I did what you asked...it wasn't pulling teeth. I asked you how you wanted it and I did it." Randy told him back. "As for a hurry I have work a couple days after we get back home. As for who...remember at the hospital I told Cody i would let him know when we were heading back?"
Jeremy's eyes narrowed. "You're not supposed to be thinking about work! It's our fucking honeymoon! Yes, you did it...like a cold fish. You didn't even get hard!" He stood up. " You're making a fool of me! "
"Wait a second...you're on your phone too!" Randy snapped. Yes, John was hurt but he didn't want to get rolled on for something that wasn't his fault. "You barely said two sentences to me all day."
"Because I didn't want to get rejected again!" Jeremy stalked toward him. " You sucked my cock alright...like a fucking martyr! "
"I was not being a martyr...I told you why I seemed cold. I was worried...I didn't want sex...I just wanted to hold you and watch the movie. I just got you back and sex was not on my mind until you brought it up." Randy had shut his phone down. "You hardly even kissed or hugged me since the hospital. I understand head injuries can change someone at times...but this is like a totally new person."
"You're acting like a new person!" Jeremy screamed at him. " You wanted me...chased me...I come back and you don't want me anymore...all you want to do is text Cody! I almost died...I was so excited to see you. "
"I didn't text him all day!" Randy raised his voice. "I was scared you were dead. Today I sat around waiting for you to decide on something to do on our last day and you acted like I was invisible so I finally went to the pool alone! What do you want me to do?"
Jeremy backhanded Randy across the face with a sickening smack. "Stop making excuses! This is our time you ass!" He was dangerously close to Randy. " I want to fuck. "
Randy's head snapped to the side. He looked back at John in hurt and shock, maybe even a hint of rage. "You struck me?! What the fuck?!" He yelled back. He could not believe his sweet husband just hit him.
Jeremy grabbed Randy by the throat, squeezing slightly. "Think you can make a fool of me? Marry me and send me off scuba diving knowing how dangerous it is? Wait on my death notice then cash in? Was that your plan all along?"
Randy's eyes widened as he went to try to break the grip. "Wh-what?" He squeezed out. "It was your idea...you been wanting to for ages. Wh-why would I need to cash anything? I have my own money."
Jeremy dragged Randy and pinned him on the bed by the neck. Randy was on his back as he loomed over him. "Bullshit! You can't fucking wait to get back to work with your little buddy and leave me alone! Or is it one of the divas?"
"I just can't stand you acting like this." Randy choked out as he tried to struggle back.
"I'm acting like this because you lied to me! Led me on all these years and was glad to be rid of me!" Jeremy slapped Randy harder with his free hand. His grip was like iron. "I'm fucking you tonight one way or another. I've bent over enough for you."
"NO." Randy tried to yell back. "How many time did I say you were everything?" He choked out, feeling John's grip get tighter to the point he thought he would pass out. Would John really take advantage of him if he did pass out? Tears began to wet Randy's eyes. "Pl-please let go." He coughed as he face was beginning to turn red.
Jeremy thankfully did let go and suddenly backed away from Randy. A look of shock filled his eyes. "R-Randy...I-I'm sorry...my god...sorry." Randy slowly moved to look at John. Two marks were already forming on his cheeks as he tried to rub his neck. He breathed heavy but was unsure what to say. Jeremy hung his head. "So sorry...I felt so hurt...angry...betrayed...I'll go." He moved to look for his shoes.
"No...where are you going to?" Randy asked as he voice still cracked from being choked. "Talk to me...wh-why do you think you are feeling those things, Babe?"
"I...looked forward to our time together...I came back and you acted like you didn't want me...now you act like you wish you could run off to work." Jeremy said softly.
"Of course I want you, Babe. You...You're just acting off. It happens, I just don't fully know how to deal with it." Randy tried to tell him. "You were ignoring me too...so I was just confirming things out of needing something to do."
Jeremy moved to the bed with his head lowered. "S-Sorry...Want me to draw a bath?"
"Jacuzzi? We can enjoy together?" Randy asked.
"Sure...I'll go do it." Jeremy tried to walk to the bathroom with his shoulders slumped. He grinned once he was inside. Playing good guy/bad guy would make the younger man so lost he wouldn't know which way was up. Randy got up and stripped down. He remembered his issues of the past and how John stayed by him when most would have ran. It was his time to do that for the older man. Jeremy began filling the tub of water and looked for some oils to add. He hated this romantic shit. He had to remind himself of the reward in the end. He began to take off his clothing. The big ass still felt odd to him.
Randy waited a few minutes before he went to the bathroom to check on the progress of the tub. Jeremy stood quietly by the nearly full tub nude. His hands were on his ass as if feeling the flesh over. Randy tilted his head, taking in the view with a faint smile but didn't say anything at first before moving closer. He would normally give John a swat, but he feared setting him off. Jeremy turned to look at Randy. "Tub's ready." He said softly as he bent to turn off the water. "I put some oils in it."
"That's was sweet. How would you like us?" Randy asked John, lightly putting a hand on John's lower back.
"Y-You pick...whatever you want." Jeremy said in a quiet tone.
"You in front so I can hold you?" Randy asked.
Jeremy groaned inwardly but nodded. "S-Sure."
"What's wrong, Babe?" Randy asked, hearing the stutter.
"Nothing...just upset over what happened. Go ahead...get in." Jeremy assured him.
"Okay, I just want you comfortable." Randy told John before he got in and sank down at one end.
Jeremy climbed in and sank down in front of Randy. He forced himself to lean back to rest against the other man. Randy took a cloth, dipping it in the warm water. "Can you reach the controls for the jets?"
"Yeah." Jeremy leaned to turn on the jets. Bubbles began to fill the tub. When he rested back Randy slowly started to wash over his shoulders. Slowly, Randy gave a relaxing sigh. Even if his face and neck still ached he tried not to pay attention. "I am sorry I hurt you...that's not like me." Jeremy said at last. "I feel like shit."
"I forgive you, Babe...I know it isn't like you." Randy told him. "Guess it was the injury." He said softly as he continued to relax with the bubbles while still lavishing John with attention.
"G-Guess so." Jeremy whispered back. He closed his eyes as he did feel relaxed.
"We will get through it...we have everything else." Randy whispered.
Jeremy felt beyond awkward. He had never in his life been in a relationship. He thought this would be easy but it was so hard to fake feelings when he felt nothing. He kept thinking of the money as he tried so hard to act the way he pictured John would. "Yeah...we'll make it, Baby." Randy faintly smiled as he moved to wrap his arms around John and just relaxed in the water.
The men sat that way until the water grew cold. They then got out and dried with a towel. "Your throat hurt?" Jeremy asked as if he were worried.
"A little, Babe." Randy told him.
Jeremy lowered his head. "Want me to order up some tea?"
"Yeah...sure. I hope they won't look bad on the flight." Randy told John before moving to sit on the bed.
Jeremy just nodded. "All these years of waiting and planning...we sure had a honeymoon to remember."
Randy gave a weak laugh. "It started good. Hey, we have a lot of other memories and time to make many more."
"Yeah." Jeremy sounded off as he moved to place a call to room service for Randy's tea.
Randy moved to lay back on the bed, trying to relax as he waited. "The water with you was nice."
"Yeah...it was." Jeremy said before walking to sit on the edge of the bed. " I feel almost like two people since what happened...my old self and a new me...an angry one who wants to be in control. "
"Um...I can try to let you be in control at times...I can't promise though, Babe...you know the issues I had. The angry you needs to watch though. I didn't think I did anything to make you angry." Randy told him.
Jeremy nodded. "You did but I'm not arguing over it again." Some of the warmth left his tone. Randy gave a shaky breath. If he had known what set John off he could try to avoid it, How could he ask though without doing just that?
Jeremy's jaw was clenched as he looked at Randy. "Better behave on the road without me." He gave a smile but there was a chill behind it.
"If I knew what I did wrong I could try." Randy replied, feeling a lump forming.
A coldness filled Jeremy's eyes. "I fucking told you...do you really want me that angry again?"
"No….of course not." Randy replied. Did John really get angry over him talking to Cody? It was the only thing he could think of.
Jeremy's face softened slightly. "Good." The tea arrived and he brought it to Randy in bed.
"Thank you." Randy told him as he took it, sipping it gently.
Jeremy nodded. "Sure. Take it easy." Randy called it an early night that evening. Jeremy placed a call to Stephanie on John's phone once he was in the bathroom and knew Randy was out cold.
Stephanie and Kane were already back in the States with John. He fell asleep...with a little help in the small room in the Bahamas and woke up in a larger, more posh looking room. Stephanie was relaxing in her living room when she answered the phone. "Hello...John." She greeted.
"Hey, Boss. We're heading back tomorrow. I'm heading to Florida to recover and Randy back on the road." Jeremy said quietly.
"So, he didn't take the extra days. No problem, just work on him as you can." Stephanie told him as she pondered. "How was the first couple days?"
"Good...he's completely fooled...I keep going from a more dominating, controlling man to the old sweet Johnny." Jeremy laughed. " He feels sorry for me. "
"Good...keep him jumping and guessing. He feels he owes John oooh sooo much that he would feel guilty to leave his dear husband when he is in need." Stephanie told him with a laugh.
"Who is this wrestler named Cody...pretty looking boy...seems the moment John went missing he flew his ass down here to comfort poor Randy." Jeremy said.
"Hmm why didn't I expect that one?" Stephanie told him. "He is a childhood friend of Randy's. Second generation guy while Randy is third. They were in a group together at one time. They're just friends."
"Mmmhmm. Doesn't seem that way. Randy was supposed to be on a honeymoon with his beloved John and he was texting that bitch." Jeremy said. " I wouldn't be surprised if Randy Boy isn't having a little fun on the side. "
Stephanie actually laughed hard. "With Cody? Not hardly...I'm sure just good friends and shop talk." She told him. "Look at John...then look at Cody...two totally different types. Did you do anything already that may of had him avoiding John?"
"Well, after I caught him texting Cody I slapped him in the face...I asked him for a blowjob and he got all shocked...saying it's not his thing. Seems he's all too happy using John but because of his past he hates bottoming." Jeremy said the word past mockingly.
"Well, seems John likes getting used. As for him not liking it...I guess you need to work on that now don't you?" Stephanie commented. "Watch things that can show. Once or twice may be seen like an accident. Others seeing though bruisess may raise questions. Last we need is someone like Cody or his brother...or any of their other friends trying to convince Randy to leave."
"Any suggestions, Boss?" Jeremy asked.
"Honestly no...his gear doesn't cover much as you have seen. Just telling you to be careful." Stephanie told him. "Just know it gets too bad people may talk and may try to work him away from you. It will become a game of his feeling of being indebted to John and his own preservation."
"Well, not to be a downer but how am I supposed to break him down for you?" Jeremy asked bluntly. " You told me to show him his place...how low he is...when you and your husband did that fully he was not wrestling. He was in a cabin. "
"Just be slow if you need to...and we ….well, he did it over years. I am sure still buried in Randy's brain somewhere is that programing still...it just needs to be...rebooted." Stephanie told him.
Jeremy sighed. "You know I'm not an expert of mind games like your husband...I'm more of an ass kicker. I'll do my best...this is getting out of my league."
"Well, if you can't handle it...I guess John could turn up missing again...maybe eaten by an alligator or something?" Stephanie commented in an almost sweet tone, yet something seemed sour within the sweetness.
"N-No not saying that...I'll do my best." Jeremy said quickly. " Just don't know how much breaking I can do with all my limits. "
"Then just hope his feelings of loyalty outweighs anything in his head telling him to leave." Stephanie told him. "If you want...I can send a few things that may help...but they must be used sparingly."
"Sounds good." Jeremy nodded. " How's Cena doing? "
"He doesn't even remember the trip." Stephanie replied. "Okay. I will send the carepackage down tomorrow...I don't know if you will get it before he goes back to work. "White powder you can dissolve in his food or drink. It will help...um...weaken his resolve. A yellow capsule that will...get the juices flowing shall we say? It can be also broken and mixed into things."
"Any side effects?" Jeremy had to ask.
"Well, the powder too much you will pretty much have a zombie on your hands...no good for work that way. The capsule too much and he will find whatever he can to get off." Stephanie warned him.
"Can you send dosage instructions?" Jeremy asked as he looked in the bathroom mirror.
"Of course." Stephanie told him.
"Cool...that may help. He seems to have zero sex drive." Jeremy laughed. "Funny Cena is so responsive...I had him moaning for me in no time."
"Well, one you said he seems a top...have you tried anything with him where you were doing anything to him to make him responsive?"
"Not yet...guess I need to do a little more. I could use my mouth on him like I did John's chest and body." Jeremy mused.
"Would be a start." Stephanie chuckled. "Even when he was...under control we let him play a few times with another bottom. Not often...but once in awhile."
"You gonna let him play with John again in the future?" Jeremy wondered.
"I may...you have to admit they are both hot." Stephanie replied. "Them together with a third party in the mix." She almost purred at the thought.
"I wouldn't mind being that third party. You could even video tape it." Jeremy smirked.
"I'll hold you to that." Stephanie chuckled. "Randy in the middle."
"Mmm...me fucking Randy while he fucks John...nice." Jeremy almost groaned into the phone.
"That was my thought." Stephanie told him. "Glad you seem to agree."
"I am always up for fucking a guy...damn, won't mind it now but he's sound asleep." Jeremy grumbled. "Guess I'd better get off."
"Yeah, before he wakes and wonder where you vanished to." Stephanie told him.
"Later." Jeremy ended the call and headed off to bed.
John looked around the large room he was being held in. At least it was an upgrade from the day before. He was so worried about Randy he hardly had time to worry about himself.
The door opened a few moments later with Kane walking in with a tray. "Food for you, John."
John looked up from where he sat on the bed. "Thanks." He mumbled.
Kane brought the tray over, setting it down. There was a nice steak and green beans. "Eat slow to start. Your stomach may still be upset."
John nodded. "Far cry from the lunch meat sandwiches Randy used to get." He remembered how the younger man had been borderline starving when he found him.
"Neither of us were involved in that part of Randy's...well, I guess one of us was...anyway...I see no point in that behavior as long as you behave." Kane informed him. John nodded, taking the food. He started to eat slowly. His stomach rumbled. "You have a bathroom to the left over there." Kane pointed.
John nodded before swallowing. "What do you want with me? Money...I can give that easily."
Kane laughed. "You're wanted for training...Randy is wanted for revenge." He chuckled thickly. "Well, maybe you a little as well." He walked closer. "Why would we need any of your money? Even without a job I made many investments before you convinced Randy to snitch on me." He almost leered at John. "And do you really think Stephanie needs your money?"
John suddenly lost his appetite as he lowered his fork. The look on Kane's face turned his stomach. "What kind of training?"
"Pleasure...pain...how to receive it and crave it." He smiled faintly. He stood back up, looking. "Now finish or I may not be so generous with your portion next time."
John forced himself to focus on eating. "I belong to Randy...no matter what you do." He said lowly. "I married him...for life."
"Oh, you will be back with him in time...but you will also know how to return when called." Kane smirked. John did not respond but his jaw was set in a stubborn frown as he ate. Kane was not going to break him or hurt Randy again. His husband had lived in depression for years because of their abuse.
Stephanie came in through the door Kane came in before. "Give him the tour yet?"
"No." Kane replied simply at first. "Or the necklace...I wanted him to eat while the food was hot." John's head snapped up at the words but he was too afraid to ask what they were talking about. Instead, he focused on eating. He was not hungry but knew he needed energy.
"Fine. Jeremy just checked in...I need you to make up a...care package and ship it to the Florida home." Stephanie told him.
Kane laughed. "Couldn't handle it on his own hmm?"
"Not without brute force." Stephanie told him. "Make sure you include accurate directions. Don't need him fucking up."
"I will later tonight." Kane told her. He doubt John would hurt a woman, but he didn't want to risk it yet.
John could not keep quiet hearing the words. He stopped eating and stood to his feet, the tray falling aside. "What the hell you sending him? I swear either of you fuck with Randy I'll die protecting him!"
"Wouldn't you think we already are by sending your twin?" Stephanie asked, looking over.
"Randy went through hell...HELL because of you two and Hunter." John fumed at them. "Through no fault of his own. He was depressed...withdrawn...addicted to pills. He went through years of therapy just to not jump at every shadow. I won't allow this again. I WON'T." John stormed forward toward them.
Kane moved in the space, blocking John's path to Stephanie and had him in a choke hold, pushing him back toward the bed. John was a desperate man. He put all his strength and adrenaline into the fight. His hands went up to break the hold, pushing as he gasped for breath. Kane flinched a moment before his face hardened more and his eyes flickered. "Down….now." The rich almost hypnotic tone of the demon told him.
John felt his head want to fog but he tried to fight it. "N-No...y-you don't own me."
The fingers on John's flesh began to feel warm. "You want breath in your lungs...kneel." Kane ordered again.
John felt as if his neck was being burned. He hated himself as he slowly began to kneel to the floor. Kane slowly released the pressure and with it the heat. His hand was still resting on John's neck though. "The neck piece please." He spoke out and Stephane walked to a night stand, opening the top drawer. She pulled out what looked like a length of twisted steel cable.
John's eyes widened as he gasped for breath. "W-What's that?" He wanted to be sick.
"Your new accessory." Stephanie replied as she walked over, putting it in Kane's free hand. Kane took it, slipping it behind John's neck. He secured it in the front with a bolt that locked the two halves together. It had enough slack to not be choking, but not enough to be slipped off. Kane slowly stepped back.
"I hate it." John said bitterly. "It makes my fucking skin crawl." He hated the feeling of weight reminding him he was not a free man.
"Well, it stays or we will need to keep you strapped down." Stephanie told John as she moved to stand near Kane.
John stood slowly to his feet. "Why do you want that? Randy never wore a collar."
"I am offering you more freedom then Randy had." Stephanie told him. "Wish a full tour of your surroundings?"
John slowly nodded as he tried to calm down. "Sure."
"You see three doors from this room." She commented. "I will start with the one we came through...follow me." Stephanie turned, heading from the room. John followed after her. He figured if he knew the layout he could look for a way to escape. Through the door was a large room. Easily twenty by twenty it had a large sitting area with a TV on the wall. There was a eating area. Off in another area was even a good workout area that had some free weights, a circuit machine, and two treadmills. The wall behind the TV the hint of a staircase could be seen.
John was shocked by the large, open area. He remembered well when they had kept Randy in a dingy room with boarded up windows. This was actually quite nice. "I know you see the stairs, John...don't use them...your life is down here." Stephanie warned him. "In the breakfront of the dining area is a fridge that will be stocked with drinks and suitable snacks. Kane will bring you any cooked meals."
John gave a nod. He tried not to glare. "Okay."
"Okay, now the other way." Stephanie headed back into the sleeping area which John could see included a dresser and shift robe. There was also two nightstands.
"Do I even get clothing?" John asked sarcastically as he was nude.
"You will have some brought in in a few days." Stephanie told him. She moved to the smaller of the two doors on the left, opening it. It opened to a full size bathroom including a decent soaking tub and stand up shower.
John looked at the place in more shock. He finally looked back at Stephanie. "Not that I'm complaining but frankly this is not what I expected after how I found Randy last time you had him." Randy had been naked, unshaven, and covered in dirt and cum.
"He was being disciplined and retrained for his disobedience and betrayal...that and we were hiding because of your involvement." Stephanie told John. "Let's just say we are trying more of a honey than vinegar approach this time." She smiled faintly. "Unless that is more like you would want?"
"Of course not...but it doesn't mean I'll just fall at your feet either." John snapped at her.
She just still smiled as she moved to the sleep area then the other door. "Come on, John...last part of the tour." John followed after the smaller women, looking around as he walked. Kane was never too far from the two as Stephanie opened the other left hand door. It opened into a large space that was not quite as big as the main room. It could remind someone of your basic dungeon scene room. A Saint Andrew's cross, spanking bench, some sort of rack set up. Chains were on one wall. There was also a hanging cage in one corner and a large cage on the floor in another corner.
John's eyes fell on the two cages and his face turned visibly pale. He closed his eyes, fighting not to grow ill. Ever since the day the demon had forced Randy to leave him locked in the cage John had suffered from years of nightmares. His body actually trembled slightly and his breath quickened. A faint smirk brushed Kane's lips, seeing John's reaction. He knew how to break the man if he was disobedient. "Well, I think that covers the whole area." Stephanie told John. "You have access to this whole floor." John nodded, averting his eyes as he turned to go. He just wanted out of the room before he vomited.
"Well, I will leave you two alone for now. Don't forget that package, Kane." Stephanie told him.
"I won't." Kane told her before she left. Kane walked back into the dungeon and pulled out two black cloths, actually covering the cages. John paused in the doorway, watching Kane. He did not mind some bondage equipment. He actually liked being restrained with Randy. But the cages were almost a trigger for him. Once they were draped fully Kane moved back for the door. "Nothing says you will end there...just know you can." He told John totally deadpanned.
"It didn't break me last time...did it?" John kept eye contact, hiding his fear. "You thought it would...but I outlasted you."
Kane walked over, grabbing John's jaw, looking in his eyes. "And how long were you haunted after a couple hours? Are you still haunted?" He smirked. I bet the cage will be in your dreams tonight." He released John's jaw, patting his cheek. "Night, John." He moved to pick up the dropped tray of food.
John hid the trembling in his hands as he walked to lay down in bed. He missed Randy so much and was beyond worried sick about him. The thought of Jeremy holding him filled his heart with pain. His hand raised to touch his collar. Kane finished and headed upstairs for the night and do the work ordered by Stephanie.
