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Hunter gasped and swore under his breath as she tried to process what she saw. Sheamus was lying on a hard steel table his hands bound with chains above his head. His legs were bound to either end of the table with thick chains and she could tell the muscles in his legs were twitching from being held apart for an extended period of time. His large torso and thighs were a mass of fist sized bruises, all in various stages of healing or freshness but what boiled her blood was the fact that it was obvious that Barrett was into CBT. Sheamus wouldn't open his eyes but tears leaked from the corners; he was obviously ashamed and petrified of what was going to happen.

"Domina, what would you like me to do?" Hunter asked, knowing that his voice and her name would help calm the terrified Irishman.

"You and the Dog unchain him." She said, keeping her voice low.

"Yes Domina." They both replied.

Hunter set down the black canvas bag he'd been carrying the whole time and he and Drew slowly unchained Sheamus's legs and gently moved them back together. Sheamus gritted his teeth and tried not to cry out, which she had to give him credit for, most people would be screaming right now. The chains came off his hands easier and the men lowered his arms to his sides. Domina could see his muscles jumping and twitching as they got used to being moved again. She could only stand and watch, it felt like she was rooted in place.

"Dog, get back here." She kept her words clipped, trying to keep her emotions in check.

"Yes Domina." Drew replied, making Sheamus flinch as he returned to her side.

She clipped his leash to her waist again and looked to Hunter. "He's filthy and injured, get some water and rags, I'm not taking him out of here looking like this."

"Yes Domina." Hunter saluted her and walked out of the room.

Domina walked to a wall where there was a clip and hooked Drew's leash there with the command to "stay". He replied as required and bowed his head to the floor.

Finally able to, Domina walked to the table where Sheamus lay stock still and twitching. She noticed his boots were still on and his knees pads were shredded. Taking a deep breath she placed her hand on his shin and he flinched.

"I'm not going to hurt you Sheamus." She whispered, keeping her voice soft. "You know I would never hurt you."

Her hand trailed to his knee as she walked closer to his head. Seeing that his thighs and torso were not going to be able to be touched she slipped her hand into his and gently massaged his arm.

Sheamus sighed in relief, his arms had cramped so long ago he couldn't remember. Why was this woman helping him? Her voice was familiar and he was pretty sure it was his boss Hunter she was ordering around, but Drew was with them and so they couldn't be trusted, not completely. Drew had helped to abduct him. Her hand was covered in what felt like leather, but it was warm and felt good against his aching muscles. When she reached his neck she glided her fingers up into his hair. He tensed, expecting pain but she massaged his scalp and he couldn't help the moan that escaped his lips. He was so embarrassed, he was so weak.

"You never could resist my touch a ghra." She murmured in his ear.

Domina watched his eyes fly open and look at her, the confusion on his face at the mask made her smile and she removed it.

"You." He whispered, his voice raw from crying out under Barrett's torture for the past God knew how many days.

"Me." She replied. "I am Domina."

He closed his eyes, realizing who he had been with for the past two years. She'd told him that she was an influential Dominant in the Structure but would give it up to be with him. He'd never suspected that she was the Domina that he'd heard about. He opened his eyes and looked at her with love and respect.

"Domina." He whispered, "Thank you."

Still stroking his hair Lynn heard the thank you he gave for his rescue and for all she'd given up to be with him. She leaned forward to kiss him and he turned his head away. She gripped his chin and turned him back to her. She was about to asked why he wouldn't kiss her when she saw the blood and other things in his normally well-trimmed facial hair and she nodded.

Hunter had returned and held out a warm, wet rag to her. She took and ordered him to stand by Drew, she needed to do this on her own.

Lynn lost track of time as she dipped the rag into the water and slowly cleaned the dirt, blood and semen from her Celtic Warrior. She was gentle and she felt him tremble at her touch. She'd taken her gloves off which exposed that her suit's leather sleeves only game to her elbows. Her gloves were tucked into her boot as she slowly washed his front from top to bottom. She was exceedingly gentle with his genitals but he still winced and let out a small cry of pain. She silently signalled to Hunter and helped move Sheamus to his side so that she could wash his back. The welts and bruises on his back were bad enough but when she saw the blood and bruising on his ass she looked up at Hunter and could feel the tears making hot streaks across her cheeks.

Hunter could tell that Wade Barrett was a dead man walking when Domina looked up at him after examining Sheamus's back. That look told him all he needed to know, Sheamus would never be the same and it would be a long time before he would be able to compete in the ring.

Sheamus felt hot tears tracking down his face as Domina cleaned his back, he was so embarrassed about what had happened to him. In the ring he was one of the most powerful men in the world; to be reduced to a thing only good for sex and pain had been extremely humbling. He whimpered when she tenderly started to clean his ass, which just made him feel even weaker. He felt her hand slid into his hair and massage his scalp and he leaned back to the touch.

"Domina." He sighed, her touch was like heaven, he was so lucky to have her.

"I'm right here." She whispered, pressing her lips to the back of his neck. "Do you think you can sit up and maybe get dressed?"

"Yes Domina."

Lynn's heart nearly broke as he said those words, she didn't know if he meant it or was going with it so he wouldn't expose her. She stroked his shoulder and nodded to Hunter. Hunter helped him sit up and the sounds of harsh breathing broke her heart. She'd brought a baggy long sleeved shirt and a pair of his baggy workout pants. Hunter helped him get dressed and into the wheelchair as she stalked to Drew.

"So, was my man a good fuck Drew?" she snarled at him.

Drew didn't move from the floor, he was trembling.

"Answer me Dog." She grabbed his hair and yanked his head up.

"Yes Domina." He whispered.

"Did Barrett have a turn too?"

"Yes Domina."