So this is my first ever role play...I hope you enjoy it as much as waldron82 and I enjoyed writing it! =) MJ

Warning...Two crazy ladies wrote it! and will contain dark non/con...

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A Lesson In Justice...

Taker stood back in the locker room. He ran his hand over his face and an exasperated sigh escaped his throat. He was furious about what took place in the ring during the show with the Shield.

"Fuckin brats coming out to the ring and interrupting me. Who in the hell do they think they are. God damn newbies." Mark growled to himself as the door to the locker room opened.

The three Shield members walked in laughing and joking about how fun it was to see the look on the Dead Mans face. They had been hanging out in catering and just now made their way to the locker room. It was getting late and they needed their showers and to get back to the hotel.

"That was fucking hilarious, Man! Did you see the look on Taker's face? I'll bet he thinks he is above anyone messing with him." Seth bragged to the laughing Dean and Roman. All three men stopped cold though as they realized the man they were speaking about was standing directly in front of them.

"You got a problem with us, Old Man?" Dean sneered, showing no respect for the legendary Dead Man. "Because if you do we three can teach you a lesson in justice right now. Glenn is not around to come to your heroic rescue now. You think you're man enough to take on The Shield?" Roman boasted.

Mark stood there as anger and his blood began to boil. He calmed himself though as he formed a plan. He pulled out his cellphone and sent a text to Vince. The old man owed him a favor and looking at Roman's covered cock Taker licked his lips. Out of the three men before him he wanted to start with the cockiest of the three.

The Shield boys watched as Mark silently sent the text that would pull two of the men away from the cocky one and Taker's newest toy, Roman Reigns.

Dean was just about to jump the silent Undertaker when his phone went off.

"Damn it! Come on Seth, we're wanted in Mr. McMahon's office right now." Dean knew better than to keep the boss waiting. Not when The Shield had been getting such a big push as of late.

"Later, Roman!" Seth called out as the two men exited the locker room. Roman ignored the other wrestler and went to gather his belongings and take a hot shower before heading to his hotel room.

Taker watched as the Samoan disappeared into the shower. This was the perfect time to set his plan in motion. He walked over to the locker room door and was going to lock it, he smiled at the thought of anyone walking in and what they might find so he chose to leave it unlocked. Instead he walked over to a small maintenance like closet in the room, Taker smiled at the array of goodies he found.

A rope and other things were found in there. Taker's cock jumped as he looked over at a metal bench that would be perfect for tying the defenseless Roman up to. Taker slipped off his boots shirt and jeans. Leaving only his briefs behind. A devious grin crossed his face as Roman appeared dressed only in a towel.

Roman walked back into the room and wondered why the other man was now stripped down to his underwear. It felt a little strange, especially since Taker did not seem as if he was preparing to take a shower. The tall, mysterious wrestler just stood there silently, looking him over with a smirk playing on his lips. It was unnerving.

"What's your problem, Taker?" Roman snapped, trying to cover up his insecurity with bravado.

"Problem? Well the problem is you little Shield shits need to be taught a lesson in interrupting people. You are the lucky chosen one. I have decided to have you be the first one to learn." Taker stated and with that he reached out grabbed the towel that was wrapped around Roman's waist and ripped it from the Samoans firm hot body.

Taker's cock began to firm as he looked over the specimen that was Roman.

"What the fuck, Man! Get away from me, you pervert!" Roman held his large hand over his exposed cock as he backed his way toward the locker room door. "You need help, Man! What are you, some kind of homo?"

"Mmmm That is some kind of question. I have seen the way you eye those team mates of yours. This is not about sexuality anyways. This about teaching you a fucking lesson about not interrupting and being disrespectful." Taker stated. He pushed Roman down and the smaller man stumbled over the metal bench.

Taker smiled and grabbed the rope. Roman looked terrified as the bigger man some how ended up tying both of his wrists together then binding them to the bench legs. Somehow Roman ended being bent over the bench with his ass in the air.

"W-what are you going to do now?" All of Roman's tough guy act disappeared as he suddenly felt extremely vulnerable. "If you hurt me and Dean finds out, there will be hell to pay." Roman warned softly.

"Dean, ha! That's the best you got? Dean will not even come fifteen feet near me after he sees what I do to your sweet ass." Taker sneered. Reigns fought hard to think of a rebuttal.

Taker didn't care what the young man thought. He was determined to get through to Roman, even if he had to use his cock as a weapon to do it. He smiled when he thought of a special weapon he could use.

"Maybe you're right. Maybe Dean is no match for you alone. But together the Shield can take out anyone. We've already shown Cena, Orton, and many others who is the boss around here. Do you really want a lesson in justice?" Roman asked gruffly as he fought the tight ropes for freedom.

"Do I want a lesson in justice? You will be given the lesson not I." Taker smiled and with his reply he stood in front of Roman. Roman was eye level with Taker's underwear when a very large shaft bounded free before him. Taker had lowered his briefs and was now standing in all his glory before the bound man.

Roman's eyes grew wide at the sight of Taker's impressive manhood.

"Man, what the hell are you doing? Fucking put that away!" Roman began to fight the ropes that bound him furiously, sadly only making them tighter. "This joke is over. Dean and Seth will be back soon and they will kick your ass if they find us like this! They'll come looking for me when I don't meet up with them!"

"Poor defenseless Roman. I have news for you. Vince has your boys out of the arena already. Everyone has gone home and it is just you and I." The Dead Man chuckled darkly. He smiled knowing that moments later Dean and Seth would both be walking in.

Roman was determined not to beg or show the intimidating man any more weakness. He tensed as he prepared his body to take whatever treatment the other wrestler was going to inflict on Roman's helpless body.

"Whatever, Man. Just do what you want. I'm a big boy. I can take it." Roman feigned an attitude of indifference but inside he was shaking in fear and dread.

Taker pinched Roman's nose and thrust his cock into Roman's now opened mouth. "Fuck so hot. I knew you would be a damn good cock sucker. Looks like you have had plenty of practice." Taker mused.

Roman blushed in embarrassment. "Whose the homo now boy?" Taker asked as he trust his cock deep into Roman's throat holding it there to block the airway on purpose. He loved the look on Roman's face as the kid squirmed for air and removal of the thick flesh sword.

Roman felt so humiliated to have his mouth stuffed full of the legendary Dead Man's shaft. The musky scent of Taker's intimate parts and the slightly salty taste of the hard cock in his mouth was a constant reminder to the handsome Samoan who was using him.

"Mmm!" Roman tried to talk and demand his release, but Taker had buried himself almost to his base inside of Roman's warm mouth.

"You learned anything yet boy? See, this cock in your mouth will stop you from interrupting any more superstars. Sadly however I am about to fill your mouth with my cum, which you will swallow by the way. If I had a chance I would keep you my cock sucker and keep your mouth filled with my meat. I just...don't think...you have learned...your lesson yet." Taker stated the last sentence between thrusts.

Roman's eyes filled with tears, he tried to stop as he swallowed another mans cum. Sadly he felt he had betrayed his lover Dean.

Roman's homo taunt to the Dead Man had been a cover up. Roman was bisexual and deeply in love with his coworker, Dean Ambrose. He feared that Dean would never forgive him for swallowing another man's essence. Roman just wanted to leave and forget it ever happened.

"Alright, I've learned my lesson and you've had your fun. I'll talk to Dean. We won't interrupt you again. Can I go now?" Roman asked, his voice husky as he spoke through his now raw throat.

"Go? Well let me think about this." Taker teased as he walked over to his gym bag. Roman's hope faded when Taker pulled a condom from his bag.

Roman felt his heart begin to pound at the sight of the condom. The forced blow job had been demeaning enough, but no way was another man's cock was going into his ass except Dean's!

"Don't do this, Man! You just came in my mouth! You aren't even hard! Let me go!" Roman was starting to really panic now.

"I'm not hard yet. Do I need to gag that mouth of yours?" Taker asked. Roman sighed and shook his head. He always had a fear of choking and he hated the idea of anything tied in his mouth.

Taker smiled at the response, Roman watched as Taker walked over to the small closet and pulled out a empty blue mop bucket. Roman wondered what it was that Taker had planned. He swallowed hard when Mark pulled off the stick end to the devise that is used to wring out the actual mop with.

"W-What are you going to do with that?" Roman felt sick to his stomach. Surly the Dead Man could not be sick and twisted enough to do what Roman suspected he had planned. No one was that sadistic.

"Hummm Should I gag you first or just let you know my intentions to see what kind of response I get from you about what is to come." Taker questioned. Roman's eyes grew wide as ever as Taker ripped open the condom and rolled it down the blue end of the mop handle.

"Please, don't do that! God, are you sick? Do you want me to beg you not to? OK, I'm begging you, Mark! Please, put that down!" Roman was shaking and all his bravado was shattered by the threat facing him.

"Mark is it now? Pleading to the man in me? Well sorry kid no Mark here tonight. Guess you shouldn't have interrupted the monster." Taker chuckled. Roman became even more nervous as Taker continued his dark chuckle. The chuckle took on the sound of a dark demon. Tears filled Roman's eyes as Taker walked behind him.

Roman was now scared almost to the point of passing out. The evil laugh of the Dead Man had sent chills down his spine. Never had the young wrestler dreamed that Taker would take their harmless little show of disrespect so personally. They had done similar things to most of the other superstars. It was what made The Shield the force they had become in the WWE.

"Please, don't." Roman closed his eyes as he pleaded one final time for mercy. "I learned my lesson. I'm sorry."

"No you haven't learned your lesson. My teachings have just begun." Taker laughed sinisterly as he pressed the handle to Roman's hole. Roman let out a shriek and then sighed in relief when Taker stopped what he was doing and sat the evil device down beside him on the metal bench.

"Now, now. Seems to me your teachings must take place while gagged. Sad, it would have been so fun to hear your screams." Taker said in a very sad sarcastic way.

Roman clamped his mouth shut at Taker's last words, his heart racing in fear of what was to come next. The helpless man hated the feeling of being gagged, the fear of choking always with him.

Taker picked up a discarded Shield t-shirt and tore it into strips. Balling one strip up he forced it in into Roman's mouth. Picking up another strip he tied it around Roman's head keeping the cloth in place.

"Mmmm!" Roman breathed through his nose hard as the panic began to fully set in. The feeling of choking was driving him to the brink of hyperventilating as the cloth was pushed deep inside his mouth. The terrified young man turned his head to try to see what the sadistic Dead Man would do next.

Mark lowered himself face to face with Roman's stuffed mouth. He fed from the look of terror that was etched on the beautiful Samoans face. "Are you learning anything yet?" Mark asked as he touched the side of Roman's face with the back of his hand. It was so gentle Roman almost forgot where he was and what was truly going on.

That The Undertaker, actually planned on raping him with a hard unforgiving metal pole.

As Roman looked deep into the Undertaker's searching eyes, he felt his body calm a little at the man's gentle touch. Maybe there was hope after all! Roman nodded his head furiously at the whispered question as he attempted to say yes through the tight cloth and convey his repentance with his dark puppy dog eyes.

To Roman's dismay Taker placed his hand back on top of the metal pole. Mark picked up the devious device and walked back around the bench stepping back behind Roman. Taker took his free hand and spread Roman wide. A muffled scream was heard.

All of Roman's hope faded away as he felt Taker spread him open wide. He felt the hard tip of the unforgiving mop bucket handle brush against his tight opening. It was a good thing for Taker that Roman had been gagged as the poor man was screaming his throat raw.

The helpless Samoan tried in vain to close his legs and save himself from the brutal intrusion that he knew was coming. The final thought running through Roman's head before he was so painfully violated was how angry his lover Dean would be if he found out what the Dead Man had done to his precious lover.

Taker fed from the muffled screams, looking down he saw the evidence of the violation. Red blood began to leak and drip down the pole. His cock growing hard Taker ripped the pole out of Roman and replaced it with his firm member.

"Mplease mop!" Roman lost any semblance of pride as the tears streamed down his face. He pleaded through his tight gag, feeling dirty and helpless as the Undertaker fucked him without a hint of mercy. The only lube the poor man had received was his own warm blood. Roman breathed hard through his nose and closed his eyes to try to block out the brutal violation of his helpless body.

Taker wrapped Roman's long black hair through his fingers and pulled the helpless mans hair hard.

Tears of pain and humiliation poured from the broken Roman's eyes as his thick dark hair was pulled by the man ravishing his tight ass. Although Roman was a proud man, he loved his lover Dean and it was killing him inside to have a stranger fill the space that was reserved for his man alone. "I'm sorry, Dean." Roman's heart cried as his most private place was torn and brutalized.

Taker untied the gag and Roman gasped for air. "What were you just now trying to say?" Taker asked. He leaned over Roman and licked the salty tears from the bound mans cheeks.

"I-I said I'm sorry. Please, I'm sorry! Please stop!" Roman begged in his deep voice. "I have a boyfriend and I try to stay faithful to him. I'm so damn sorry that we were disrespectful. It won't happen again, Sir." Roman babbled, glad to be free of the stifling gag and being allowed to speak.

For a glimpse moment in time Taker paused hearing the words that Roman spoke. Briefly a pang of regret filled his mind. Was Roman telling the truth about staying faithful to Dean. "You mean that boy? That you are faithful? You love him?" Taker asked.

"Yes, Sir. I do. He is my world." Roman was so broken at that point that his real honesty shone through. "Please don't cum in my ass. I have only ever been filled by my lover." Roman asked softly.

Feeling brief compassion Taker pulled out and walked back in front of Roman. "Open" he ordered.

Roman opened his mouth obediently, taking Mark's hard cock inside his mouth. Allowing the older man to use his mouth for his pleasure, Roman could taste his own blood on the dominant man's shaft.

Taker could feel Roman suck his cock desperately to bring him to the edge. "Slow down. I may have given you your wish not to cum in your ass but you will suck me off slowly. I want you to taste yourself by licking my cock clean. Then you will swallow and drink all I have to give. Too bad your lover boy is not here to watch this. Dean and Seth still need to be punished for interrupting me." Taker expressed.

Roman snaked out his tongue as he licked the taste of himself off Taker's cock. The dark Samoan was so grateful for Taker's kindness that he wanted to give his captor a good blowjob. Roman slowed down as ordered, taking his time as he sucked the thick cock buried almost to the base inside his wet mouth.

Picking up his cellphone he took a photo of Roman sucking him off. He sent the photo of Roman hollowing out his cheeks. Vince was asked to show the photo to Dean and Seth and bring them in.

Roman saw Mark take the picture and it bothered him. He was worried what his Dean would think of him if he ever saw the photo. Roman deep throated the whole of Mark's manhood, praying that the man above him would reach his climax soon and let him go.

Taker grasped Roman's hair on the back of his head and held his head in place. "I said, you will take it slow boy." Taker scolded. Roman jumped when the door opened and a shocked and surprised Dean and Seth entered the room.

Roman wanted to hide in shame as he watched his lover and best friend walk into the locker room. He feared that Dean would think he was a slut now and break up with him. The humiliated man tried to talk with his mouth stuffed full of the Dead Man's cock, but only mumbled gibberish could be heard. Tears of rage burned in the Samoan's dark eyes.

"Well gentlemen glad you could join us. Roman here is being taught a lesson about interrupting. You will be receiving the same. What is it Dean? Why do you look like your puppy just died?" asked the Dead Man.

Dean's face contorted in sorrow and rage as he saw his secret boyfriend bound and being mouth raped by the dominant Dead Man. The Shield leader clenched his fist tightly in rage, hot, angry tears threatening to burn in his eyes.

"YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" Dean was out for Taker's blood. "WHAT GIVES YOU THE FUCKING RIGHT TO RAPE HIS MOUTH? WE ARE GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!" Dean nodded at Seth and both men advanced on the smug looking Undertaker.

"Hold it right there. What did Vince tell you before you left his office?" Taker asked. He smiled knowing that he had the Shield bitches where he wanted them.

Dean remained silent, fuming, stopped dead in his tracks. "That we were to come here and do whatever you tell us to." Seth answered softly. "If we valued our employment in the WWE."

"It's not fucking worth it!" Dean snarled, eying his degraded lover. Taker frowned and trust deep into Roman's throat. The unsuspecting young man chocked as the liquid spilled into his mouth. Spurt ofter spurt of thick salty seed shot into his mouth. He tried hard to swallow Taker's load knowing it would be worse if he didn't.

"Mmmm not worth it huh? You mean to tell me you are willing to walk away from the WWE? You Roman? Are your ready to leave behind your family tradition? Your wrestling inheritance?" Taker asked knowing he had the young Samoan on the spot. He pulled his satisfied dick from Roman's mouth. He couldn't wait for Dean to hear what he just knew Roman would say.

"No. I-I can't. Dean, I'm sorry." Roman whispered, knowing that he was beaten.

Taker smiled and wiped a stray dribble of cum from the corner of Roman's mouth. With a dark chuckle he walked over to Dean and held his finger out. "Open Dean. Either you open and suck off my cum or you leave the WWE and leave your lover behind."

Dean gave the gloating Taker a look that could kill as he sucked the cum off Taker's finger. "Satisfied?" The Shield Leader hissed through gritted teeth. "Now, you've had your damn fun! Untie Roman now!"

Taker leered at Dean. He wasn't to happy about the tone in Dean's voice. He had a decision to make. Which one should he choose? Let Roman go or leave the kid tied up and take Dean over his knee.

"It seems you Dean need a lesson in respect. It just so happens I'm a damn good teacher." Taker chuckled.

Seth backed up at the look on Taker's face...Something told him this was far from over and that Taker's plan had just took a turn, a turn for the worse...

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