CROSS PROMOTION PERIL - DTA A CELEBRITY-BASED TALE OF ABDUCTION FEATURING MEMBERS OF THE WWE WOMEN S DIVISION By TheSm00thCriminal and Mach9

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1 CROSS PROMOTION PERIL - DTA A CELEBRITY-BASED TALE OF ABDUCTION FEATURING MEMBERS OF THE WWE WOMEN S DIVISION By TheSm00thCriminal and Mach9 NOTE: The following story contains images and verse that could be offensive to some. This author does not condone any realistic depictions of any of these acts, whatsoever. This work is fiction and it should be treated as such. The only time acting out on such activities is deemed appropriate is when it is imitation only in the form of role play with an open and consensual partner honestly and without any coercion whatsoever. Once again, this author does not condone any real life violence against women, or anyone else for that matter. Chapter 3 Peyton held the back of her head after Maryse had connected with the French Kiss, driving her down into the mat. Still recovering, she had been led through the curtain, where once again, the kidnappers pounced on their unsuspecting victim. Peyton never knew what hit her. She was picked up and hauled straight to the back room. As the latest addition entered, one of the workers was injecting Maria with a mild sedative in order to assure her struggles would be limited while the wrapping process was completed. As the drug began to take hold of

2 the once fiery redhead, the workers carefully untied her wrists. Tape was slapped across Peyton s lips as she looked down at the helpless Mandy, watching as the limp Maria was placed on a table. The workers placed Maria s arms across her chest, resembling an Egyptian mummy. They pulled her legs tightly together and started wrapping around her still-bound ankles, leaving only her bare feet visible. Slowly they made their way up her supple frame, until they reached her top of her neck. Maria moaned as she began to come back to, but it was already too late. Her sock was removed and a new white rag had been placed in her mouth. The wrap continued across her lips and up to the bottom of her nose. The pair of goons finished securing Peyton as the last bit of wrap was torn. - Robert sat back in his recliner as one of the maids came up with a tray of hors d'oeuvres. He was alone at this point, Steph had excused herself to take care of some business matters. After grabbing one of the crackers, he felt his phone vibrating. It was Stephanie requesting to FaceTime.

3 Yes, Ma am...how are things working out? I spoke with both Liv and Lana. Both have assured me they will give their very best in their upcoming match. Excellent, dear. I know they will, and I have no doubts that you will continue to manage your talent with the same diligence. Robert smiled back. You have my word, Robert Stephanie appeared to hit to disconnect, however the device continued to transmit. What are you doing now? Robert whispered to himself, trying to make sense of the situation. He continued to watch as the phone was placed under her desk, propping it up on her purse. The image that was being sent to Robert s phone made him immediately take notice. Well, well...you do know what you are doing, don t you?! Once again, Stephanie had changed her clothes, this time her legs were covered in nude pantyhose. She sported a pair of shiny black leather heels, and had started to dangle her shoe on the end of her toes. The show continued as she uncrossed her legs and crossed her ankles under her chair. The camera continued to watch as her shoe once again started slowly sliding off. With a gentle clack on the floor, the shoe hit, exposing her pink painted toes. She then pulled forward and crossed her foot over the other, placing it almost on top of the phone. Her sole was on full display for Robert, who was intrigued by how well Steph was playing the game. She soon slid her other shoe off and the sound of the stockings rubbing together

4 echoed in the luxury box. The show continued for about ten more minutes, when a sudden cheer from the crowd roused outside the box, as Liv made her way in. It was then that Stephanie looked under the desk and saw the app still on and transmitting. Um, Robert...What are you looking at? Have you been there the whole time? Robert smirked, Well, I was simply waiting for you to hang up first...trying to be a gentleman. A gentleman...got it! The connection ended. Stephanie grinned wickedly as she thought about how Robert would react to her little show. Wrapped around my finger! She remarked to herself Back in the shipping room Lana was now making her way out to the ring and the two ladies wearing the red and purple bandanas were standing together while the blue one watched over the other girls.

5 Damn, I hate girls like her. Miss Red snarled as she stared at the monitor. Miss Red, if I didn't know better I'd think you were jealous. Miss Purple retorted, smiling behind her bandana Red scoffed, Of her? Please! I'm not jealous of some pretty blonde bimbo. Hey!!! Purple snapped back. No offence. It's just when I was around, that's who I was stuck behind. Pretty idiots who were barely passable as wrestlers. I could wrestle circles around each of them, but was I on tv a lot, winning titles or getting all the attention? No! I was disrespected and stuck doing backstage bullshit and being underutilized. Red s face was starting to match her covering. Miss Purple related, At least you were used sometimes! I was just treated like crap and used as arm candy! I hated it. Besides you ended up with a great career. Yeah, but not as good as it should've been thanks to them! That's why we re here, right? To teach all these bitches a lesson! Purple remarked, however her feelings were obviously mixed, I do feel kinda bad though. Some of these girls were friends of mine. Don't be getting soft! This isn't about them, it's about us now. They got their attention, that all ends this weekend. Red glared. I know, but...

6 Are we gonna have a problem here, Red interrupted, or should you be next to go into one of those boxes as a special bonus prize!? Don't threaten me! I was just saying I feel bad. Purple stepped up, Jeez, forgive me for having some sympathy. Sympathy is for the weak. Okay, T Excuse me for living! Sarcasm dripped from Purple s lips. Red let out a sigh, I'm sorry. I just wanna get this done, get our cut and move on, and I don't have time for feelings getting in the way of any of it! That's why I respect Miss Blue over there. She's all business. Speaking of robots, I think she's said two words all day. Why doesn't she talk? Red explained the situation, Most of these girls have been around her a lot. She thinks they'll recognize her accent if she speaks if front of them. Who cares? Purple quipped, All of them are being shipped to who knows where. And if something goes wrong? Red questioned. We need to leave as little evidence behind as possible. We don't answer to anyone but our boss, and she is the only one who knows our identities so let's keep it that way. We are hired goons! That s all. That's it. You don't worry she'd rat us out if she gets caught? Purple began to ponder, with nervous apprehension. No, she'll keep her mouth shut. You trust her?

7 Miss Red glared, I don't trust anyone, trusting people is a big mistake, but I have confidence she wouldn't rat us out. Miss Purple breathed a questionable sigh of relief, Well, I hope you're right. The girls could then hear the crowd counting along with the refs and they looked up at the screen...two... Three! The match was over and Liv had her hand raised in victory. Lana was still laid out on the mat. Red laughed as she watched Lana s slow recovery, I'm gonna enjoying tying up that pretty fake Russian. Miss Red got up and Purple started to follow when a hand was suddenly placed in her chest. You stay here. Blue has been in here all day and I'm sure she's itching to get some action. Besides, she won't feel bad as she does it. Oh, c'mon! Purple responded, Don't you hold that against me, damn it! Just stay here and make sure everyone stays in line. With a whistle from Red, Blue looked over and with a nod of her head toward the door, Blue knew to follow her out to get the next victim. Miss Purple then walked over to the tied up and gagged girls on the floor. Sorry ladies. No hard feelings right? MMMMPH! MMMMPH PHHKKMRRR! Peyton responded through her tape gag. Oh, good thing you're gagged. That didn't sound very nice. Purple jested. One of the shippers came with a rolling table and advised, We're ready for the next one! Maria was now wrapped up and her box was being prepared as the shippers got Mandy's wrapping ready.

8 Miss Purple, with apparent pity, remarked to the bound blonde, Looks like your number has just been called, sweetie. Mandy looked up with fear, MMMPH MMEASE! Miss Purple sighed, Where ever you go, I hope it's somewhere warm It wasn t long after Lana hit the curtain that the assault commenced. What the Let me gommmmmppph! The blonde was cut off. You re not going anywhere, you fucking fake! Red snarled as she clamped down on her grip over Lana s mouth. Blue grabbed the struggling damsel s arms, and secured them tightly. They continued to push their prey toward the end of the notorious hall. Lana saw the secret door open and panic set in. Blue had not managed to do one thing to secure Lana's legs at the knees. While they had complete control of Lana s upper body, this error allowed the athletic captive to thrust her frame up and slam onto Red's foot. Pain overtook her, and Lana managed to squirm free from her grasp and then head butt Blue in the face, sending her stumbling backwards. Now free from their grasp Lana made a run for it. He...HELP ME! a dazed Lana yelled, her voice echoing through the corridor as she stumbled through it, trying to get her focus back after head butting one of her captives and still reeling from physicality of her match, the weakened blonde made her way toward the curtain. That was until the gloved hand reappeared over her mouth and nose, this time in possession of white foul-scented rag. Ether filled her lungs, and Red pressed hard

9 against Lana s diaphragm, pushing the struggling blonde to breathe in more of the chemical faster. "I didn't expect that from you! Congratulations, you actually impressed me. I don't have time for any more games though, sorry. It's time for you to get some well needed rest, bitch!" Red s anger poured over her words, as the gloved hand clamped harder against Lana s face. The blonde s struggles were slowing to a stumble, and her balance was quickly failing her. That s it, baby. Just breathe it in and sleep! Good girl! Red cooed in Lana s ear. As she collapsed, her eyes began to flutter, and legs fell limp. Blue came around the turn, rope in hand and commenced in correcting her previous error and secured Lana s legs, removing her boots and tying her ankles and knees. We don t need this to happen again, understand? Red remarked. The last thing the boss wants is one of these bitches running out and making a scene. Got it? She slapped several strips of duct tape over Lana s lips as she scolded her teammate.

10 Blue never uttered a word, only nodded agreeably. "Are you bleeding?" Red asked. Blue shook her head in the negative. "Good, we don't want to leave any evidence behind." Red grabbed the rag once again and held it against Lana s face, assuring she was completely sedated. As Lana s chemical slumber fully embraced her, the pair of abductors packed the limp form back toward the room to finish securing their sleeping beauty. We got another one! Red announced as she walked in the room with Blue carrying the unconscious Lana. Whoa! She's knocked out? Purple quipped. How very observant. Red s sarcasm once again pitched. Yes, she's knocked out! Still with the attitude? What happened? Purple looked over at Blue, who turned her head, threw Lana's boot across the room in frustration, and walked away. Red shook her head, Lana, was more of a handful than expected. Let's leave it at that. Miss Purple giggled a bit, Really? The girl you said you could wrestle circles around gave the two of you trouble? Red s anger had brewed to a steady boil, Hey, here's an idea. Shut the fuck up! As you can see the job is done, or is she not tied up? You know what, whatever. Purple pushed to move on, Should I finish

11 securing her? No, I want to do it! I'm gonna make it tighter than the rest for pissing me off! Just then, one of the shippers walked up to the arguing girls with a phone in her hand, Hey it's for you. She handed the phone out to Miss Red, who looked at it, then looked over at Miss Purple You get it, I'm busy! Holding Lana by her bound feet, Red dragged her to secure her even tighter over to where Peyton was still bound, gagged, and struggling. Purple took the phone from the shipper and answered, Hello? How is everything going down there, No problems I hope? The mysterious female voice asked. Purple knew the boss s sharp voice, and that she would not be happy if she knew about the issue with Lana, Nope! Everything is going exactly how we planned. Oh, really? So there were no problems with Lana? I don't.. I mean.. Purple hesitated. You don't think I have a camera pointed at that entrance way so I can watch you girls work? The boss was assuring her servant that she was well aware of any complications, and that she had better be honest. Fear rushed into Purple s voice, But I wasn't... Relax. I know you weren't there. The boss interjected to ease Purple s nerves. I'll have a talk with the other two later for being careless, but for now we have a change of plans. A very high bid has been placed on Maryse - higher than any of the girls so far today. I don't want her getting injured

12 and lowering the price, so she needs to be taken immediately! The buyer also has a special request that you will find out about later. But, then how are we supposed to grab her? Purple asked. In a few moments a young lady will be coming in there and she'll show you the way. Take Miss Blue with you, she needs some redemption for that embarrassment earlier. No, problem. We'll take care of it. Purple assured her employer. That's why I brought you three in. The boss said in a pleased tone. Now, make it quick. You only have about fifteen minutes to get in and get out. Yes, ba... The phone hung up before Purple could even finish her farewell. Rude, much? Hello. Purple jumped when a voice came out of nowhere from behind her, What the hell!? You trying to give me a heart attack? It was Shea, one of the girls who worked for Robert in the arena. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. If you come this way I'll take you to the locker room area. Miss Purple was still trying to catch her breath, Alright fine, you little... ninja... She shouted at her partner, Miss Blue, we got a job. Miss Blue immediately walked over and the two ladies followed behind Shea toward their next unsuspecting victim.