Roman keep Valentina close by as the friendly duo entered the arena with their bags. He cautiously surveyed everywhere, hunting Bray Wyatt before he could hunt the young Latina. There was no sight of him by the time they reached Valentina's locker room. Roman's room was further down the hall. Roman checked the whole room, every last spot, before allowing his friend to enter. "You call me if you need anything, V. I'm never going to be that far away from you, okay?"
"Roman," she said as he turned back towards her, "thanks for everything." Roman smiled and closed the door behind himself as he exited the room. Valentina wasted little time to start getting ready. She quickly hopped into the shower, rinsing herself throughly to get ready for tonight. When she finished, she decided to let her hair air dry into their tight curls.
Walking into the main section of her locker room, she began to pull out her outfit: a tight, short white pencil skirt, a white tank top that matched the skirt, a pearl necklace, and high platform heels in the color of black. As she put her skirt on, she had the feeling that she was being watched. She surveyed the whole perimeter of the room, seeing no one. She put in the rest of her clothes without a second thought. Walking back into the bathroom, she began to apply her make up. She contoured her face when the feeling came back. She looked around, again seeing no one. When she finished her eye make up, Valentina looked around again. Nothing was there. She leaned very close to her mirror, applying a maroon colored lipstick. When she moved back, there was another reflection in the mirror. Valentina jumped, turned from the sink to lock eyes with it.
"I never break a promise, child. You should have run."
Roman knocked on his companion's locker room door. After a couple more minutes of knocking, Roman's imagination ran free. He thought of how she could be hurt or scared or missing. He kicked the door in; looking around, everything looked to be left in the room orderly. The bathroom only had makeup scattered on the sink's counter. Panicking, he ran through the halls, searching for her. As he ran, he bumped into Jimmy Uso, his cousin.
"Hey, man," Jimmy said with his signature smile that he always flashed. He noticed the anger that filled Roman's expression. "What's up? Are you okay, man?"
Both concern and frustration were present in Roman's voice, "Bray Wyatt took V. He's got something up his sleeve, and I know she's in some deep trouble. Can you gather up some people to help find her?" Jimmy nodded his head, turning around to head back to recruit some troops.
Roman continued to search the entire backstage area on a desperate effort to find his friend. He knew how scared she probably was. Bray Wyatt was not to be messed with, and Valentina probably didn't have much time before Bray continued on with whatever plan he had in store for her.
Wyatt was a sick, sick man. Upon taking Valentina, he strapped her to a bed he had ready for her in an unknown room. The door locked from the outside. Even if, by the grace of God, Valentina got out of her tight bindings, she'd be stuck in the room. No matter what she did, she was stuck in Bray Wyatt's clutches.
Valentina was tied up the same way that she was the previous day at the hotel; she thrashed all over the place, screaming for Roman or some of her other friends to come help her. In the middle of one of her shouts, Bray walked in with Erick Rowan and Luke Harper behind him. They had the keys in their hands to unlock the door when they needed to leave. Wyatt put his hand over her mouth, silencing her. "Hush now, child. The walls are too thick for your rescuers to ever hear you."
Her mouth was released, and Valentina insistently took the opportunity to speak, "Please, let me go. I haven't done anything to you. I'll do anything." Bray walked across from the bed, opening a locker door. He began to dig for something.
"Child," Bray said eerily, "I told you to hush up. You did not obey, so now you must be punished. You see, I am in no shape to hurt you. I must prepare for my battle against Roman tonight. My henchmen, however, are glad to do the job. If you follow your directions and listen to what you are told for now on, you'll be freed. Of course, you haven't earned it yet." He pulled out some supplies, setting them out of her view. "Remember, darling, you did say you'd do anything."
Bray opened the locker room door, laughing as he turned towards her. She had tears welding up in her eyes. He closed the door lightly; the sound of a lock clicking filled the whole room. Upon hearing it, Luke grabbed one of the supplies and headed towards Valentina, who kicking at him. He grabbed her chin with a great force, opening her mouth enough to shove a couple fingers in. With his other hand, he unzipped his dirty pants. Valentina knew exactly were this was going and began to scream. Erick came over to the bed, slapping her silly. Valentina tried to hide her face, but it was too late. They established their hold on her.
Luke got onto the bed, hovering above her with his member out. He began to thrust in and out of her mouth. Her screams provided a nice vibration to Luke, who got harder with every thrust. He pulled out for a minute, pumping himself to add on to the pleasuring experience. He shoved his member back into her mouth, continuing were he had previously left off. Erick stood off to the side, stroking himself slowly.
Valentina continued to gag; her screams were almost none existent. Without any warning except for Luke's deep moaning, he exploded in her mouth. Like held her head into the pillow, keeping his hand over her mouth. He leaned close to her ear, saying only two words in the most hellish of ways, "swallow it."
After completing the horrific task, Luke shoved a massive penis gag down her throat, silencing her. Luke left the room, locking it again. It was now only Erick with in his clutches Valentina. He began to take off his bottom layers, revealing his already erect penis. Erick mounted the mattress, pulling her skirt off with one powerful pull. Removing her heels, he untied her ankles. Before she could kick at him, Erick removed her red panties and positioned himself inbetween her legs. He pushed himself up inside her, blocking out screams. Erick went at her, same fluid fast pace, for another 10 minutes before he sprang up on the mattress. He let his load loose all over her face. Before leaving, he pulled her panties back on and tied her ankles tightly.