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John stared in horror at the 'exam table' and the 'tools' that was on a near by stand. He didn't even want to know what some of them would be used for. One of the tools made him shiver when he saw it, it was what doctors used to give a female an internal exam. His stomach sank at the thought of what was going to be done to him. John knew he had no choice but to go through whatever Taker had planned for him. If he even tried to leave, his baby brother and employees at the art gallery would suffer.

Mark patted Wade on the back and took hold of a chain that was attached to Wade's neck by a silver collar. Mark pulled Wade closer to John. "Give your new toy a hug and kiss." Mark instructed. Wade frowned as Taker pulled the chain hard, pulling him to where he was almost touching a still clothed John.

John watched as Wade walked up to him and pressed his hard naked body to his. Wade leaned in and wrapped his arms around John. He leaned into John's ear so his master could not hear. "Forgive me, I do not want to do these things to you, but I have no choice." Wade tried to whisper his truth to the trembling man as he placed a gentle kiss to John's unwilling lips.

Wade released John and stood back from him. John could see the truth and pain behind Wade's haunted eyes. He could tell that Wade had suffered greatly at the hands of Mark himself. "Enough Slaves, do as I say John and remove your clothes, I have a special gift for you." Mark stated and turned away from the both of them. John removed his shoes and socks then lowered his eyes in shame as he removed his shirt, then jeans. He hated undressing in front of Wade, feeling more than vulnerable as he stripped out of his underwear.

Mark walked back over to John with a black collar in his hand. The collar had spikes on it, spikes that were meant to be placed on John's throat. "Put this on him." Mark stated and handed the evil looking collar to Wade. "Yes master Taker" Wade said as he reached for the device. Wade felt bad for John he knew what the collar was going to be used for, it was meant to cause pain.

John's eyes widened as Wade walked behind him and placed the collar around his neck. He flinched as the pointed spikes jabbed his throat. "This collar is special John, it is made to shock you if you get out of line or refuse to do as I say." Mark pushed a button on a small remote that was on his left wrist. John jumped at the pain that jolted through his neck. "That was only level one John. There are five different levels on this remote and if you are very good I will never go above two, but if you hesitate in doing as you are told I will not hesitate to turn it all the up to level five." Taker explained.

Wade gasped, he remembered all too well what number five felt like, his neck faintly still held the scars from the burns. He had learned quickly after that to obey Taker's every command. Wade looked down at the floor awaiting any further instructions from his master. "John lay down on that table now and place your feet into the stirrups." Taker stated simply.

John paused for only one moment before he felt another just of electricity flow through his neck down to his pecks. He tried to stop the mangled cry of pain that ripped from his throat. "That my bitch was level two. Would like to feel level three? I would be more than happy to give you a feel." Taker warned as he reached for the remote on his wrist again. John began to shake in fear as he approached the table. He forced the tears back from his eyes as he laid down and spread his legs, placing them in the stirrups as he was told.

Taker walked over to John and strapped his legs and arms down to it. The Table had buckled wrist and leg restraints and John's arms and legs were now encased into them. Mark then walked over to the table with the tools and picked up a metal cock ring. He placed the cold ring onto Wade's cock, but not before he stroked it to full hardness. Wade tried to will his cock not to become erect but his mind was programmed to have his penis hard at Taker's touch.

"Wade, I want you to put one finger into John's ass." Taker said. Wade nodded his head and walked over to the table. He gave an apologetic look, then gently inserted his index finger on his right hand into John's tight hole. John gasped at the intrusion of Wade's large finger. Wade tried to curve his finger looking for John's bundle of nerves, hoping it would ease some of John's pain.

"In and out then in again, next I want you to pull out your finger and then go back in with three." Mark instructed. Wade's eyes went wide he knew John was not prepared for three fingers yet. John looked frightened as he felt Wade's three fingers push into his hole. Wade pushed all the way in knowing that would be the next thing his master would want.

"AaaAAhhnnmp" John groaned as the fingers intruded into him. John tried hard to breathe through the pain. "Now twist your fingers around inside of him. Stretch out his ass, I have a special treat for that tight beautiful ass and I need him good and gaped to do so." Taker stated. John squeezed his eyes shut as he felt Wade's fingers spread apart inside of him. Wade had managed to massage John's prostate. Wade did it lightly so Mark couldn't tell.

It had worked for John, his pain slightly easing. John understood what Wade was trying to do for him. Mark walked over to John and grabbed his flaccid cock. "Hit it Wade, hit the tiny patch that will make John want it." Taker said. John shook his head no as his body began to fail him. He knew it would only be a matter of time before he became hard.

John began to panic as Wade expertly hit his hidden bundle. Wade hated every second of what he was doing to John. John's spirit began to break little by little as he became hard as Mark fisted his cock up and down fast. His member becoming fully hard and erect. "P..Please no! I don't want this!" John screamed out as he came at the hands of both men...leaving him feeling dirty and ashamed...

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Randy sighed as the school bell rang through out the halls of his high school. He slammed his locker door shut as the warning bell sounded. "Damn Ted you scared the fuck out of me!" Randy exclaimed as Ted looked stunned. "Sorry man I called your name like twenty times! What the hell is wrong with you? You seem ten worlds away." Ted stated.

Randy looked in the eyes of his best friend. "I'm just scattered this morning. There's something going on with my brother John. You can't say anything about this to anyone." Randy said. "You know everything you tell me is between us." Ted said in concern for his friends older brother.

"When I came home last night from my date with Seth, I asked Hunter about where John was. He said John had already went to bed that he still wasn't feeling well and to let John alone so he could rest. I went up to my room and later I heard what sounded like crying coming from John's room across the hall. I went to his room and opened the door. He was crying Ted. In my life I've never heard him cry." Randy stated, he tried not to tear as the worry resurfaced.

"Did you ask him what was wrong?" Ted asked. "No, I just climbed in behind him and held him while he cried himself to sleep. There's more Ted, this is what you can't tell anyone about." Randy explained as they began to walk to the next class. Ted and Randy had three classes together and they were on their way to the second one.

"When I woke up this morning John was still asleep. I got off of the bed and was about to leave the room when his cellphone vibrated. I know I shouldn't have but I took it out in the hall and answered it. I think John is being sexually abused by someone, The man on the phone said he understood John was being forced to sleep with someone else. Whatever is going on with John is not good." Randy said.

"Damn Randy, that sucks. Are you going to ask him about it?" Ted asked. "No John wouldn't tell me even if I did. I'm going to find out on my own, I need you to help me." Randy stated. "What! are you crazy? Do you even know how dangerous this could be?" Ted asked. "I have thought about that yeah, but he's my brother."

"Your adopted brother" Ted interrupted. "It doesn't matter that he is my adopted brother, I still love him and if I can help him then I damn will try!" Randy boldly stated. Randy was determined to end John's pain and he would open hells gates if he had too to do it...Little did he know Hell's gates would open their arms wide for him...

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Shawn was pacing the floor hard. "Shawn, did you even go home last night?" Shawna asked her older brother. "Shawn, hey you alright?" she asked. Shawn continued to pace the floor of the bar. "Yes sis, I went home. You watched me leave!" Shawn snapped. Shawna turned her head and walked away from Shawn. It was obvious to her that he was going through something right now but when Shawn was like this it was best just to leave him alone.

Shawn gave a long sigh, he knew he had hurt his sisters feelings. He hated that his emotions were all over the place at this moment. He walked over to his sister giving her a hug."I'm so sorry sis. I've just got a lot of stuff on my mind." Shawn stated. "What's his name?" Shawna said lightly with a smile and giggle.

Shawna became worried when instead of smiling Shawn's eyes began to tear up. She gave Shawn a gentle hug. "What's his name?" Shawna asked again, this time in a gentle tone. "His name is John, John Cena-Helmsley" Shawn whispered as he tried to hold the water back in his eyes. "What happened, did he hurt you?" Shawna asked confused as to where this John was. It was obvious to her that John meant a lot to her older brother.

Shawn shook his head, "He would never hurt me, not intentionally. Not unless he had too." Shawn replied as the tears he was trying to hold back found their way down his cheeks. "Then why is he making you cry?" Shawna asked tenderly. "It's a long story, I just can't talk about this right now." Shawn said as he turned away from Shawna, grabbed his jacket and headed for the door.

Shawn didn't know where he was going when he climbed into his camouflage pick up truck. All he knew was that his arms felt empty and they ached to have John in them. He started his truck and aimlessly began driving. Shawn drove for what felt like hours, he drove until he came upon a narrow back road.

Driving down the road he came upon a gray brick building. The building had an unnerving look about it, but for reasons Shawn could not explain he felt pulled to it, drawn to the building like an invisible string. He continued to drive further down the narrow road until he came upon the door. Shawn was startled to find where he was. He looked up at the building and the sign above the door. Shawn gasped at what he read.

"WELCOME TO THE UNDERTAKER'S MORTUARY, PLEASE ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK" Shawn knew of the Undertaker, knew he was the one John was being forced into enslavery, knew he was the one who ripped John from his life.

Shawn pulled into the small parking lot and stared at the ominous looking building. "Are you in there John? Is that why you can't talk to me?" Shawn asked. Before Shawn truly knew what he was doing, he was out of his car and walking toward the door...Shawn gasped at what he saw...

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Hunter woke up with a major headache and to the sound of his cellphone going off. He picked it up and answered the call. "Hello" Hunter croaked into the phone. "Hello! Who's there?" Hunter asked at the silence on the other end of the call. He was about to hang up until he froze at the sound on the other end.

"John? John! What are you doing to him?" Hunter yelled as he heard the undeniable sound of John screaming in the background...At that moment, John was finding out what one of those tools were used for...

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authors question?: I can go darker or hold back! Which way should this story go...darker or not! When is dark...too dark?