John Cena was working out to the very maximum inside the training room in which a vast majority of WWE Superstars and Divas used after a very gruelling episode of Raw. His sweaty muscles bulged as he lay on his back lifting the heavy weight up and down with perfect rhythm. Some of the other Superstars liked to poke fun at him for his immense work-out session (whilst others were too scared to do so) but that simply was what made him John Cena. All the hard work and dedication that he put into his work-out session, he would put into the wrestling ring and any other WWE related activity.

Whilst he continued working out, Zack Ryder, one of Cena's closest allies, stuck his head in the door. He was one of those small handful of guys who was actually supportive of Cena's dedication to training, although that was most likely due to wearing rose-tinted specs whenever thinking about the hunky Massachusett. "You wanna go get a drink, Bro? We so need to hit the club sooner or later anyways!" He asked casually. John smiled. "Nah Zack, I'm cool. I'm gonna work out for a little while. One of us has to look good." He teased his buddy. Zack rolled his eyes and laughed out loud. "Sure thing bro. Your loss. I'm gonna hit the showers." And Zack went on his way leaving John alone.

John heard footsteps in the hall outside his training room but figured it was Zack again or his other buddy Randy Orton. "Hey Randy!" John called out. "Wanna spar with me for a while?"

Unbeknownst to Cena, it wasn't Randy who stepped outside Cena's training room. It wasn't even Zack Ryder, or any of Cena's other fellow allies for that matter. Cena continued to bellow, checking who was outside of his locker room, until he saw three rogue men appear at his door."Look who we have here men...John Cena. The biggest whore in WWE history." Dean smirked, as he, Seth and Roman all stepped inside the training room, and closer to John Cena. "You know Cena, it's funny. It's funny how you're supposed to be at the top of the food chain for the amount of dick you suck, yet we're supposed to be at the bottom for actually wrestling and not fucking. It's funny at how big of an injustice that really is, because as far as we know, this is a wrestling company...not a porn company."

John Cena sat up quickly his face flushed in righteous indignation. " I am not a whore!" He spat out angrily " You wanna know why I am so popular boys? Because of all this" He pointed to the exercise equipment around him. " I set the standard around here for hard work. I do events, am present at every single episode of Raw and work my ass off for the company I love. I live for wrestling. And I work out while everyone else is out partying it up." He glared at the men. "That's why I am the spokesman for the company and not you three." He smirked a little. "You three are just a bunch of wannabe villains. You make the Corre actually seem like a threat." He ignored them and went back to pumping iron.

"That's a shame Johnny boy…shame we don't care about your irrelevant opinion though." Seth said with a smirk, as he looked to Dean and Roman. "See, we heard that you were so popular with all the dicks you've taken. A little birdie told us you've sucked off every single Superstar today…aside from us, that is." They all swiftly made a mutual agreement about how they would torture Cena, as his back was turned to them, and that plan was about to become a powerfully tackled Cena to the ground, the latter being forced with his stomach facing the ground, as the three rogue individuals were about to have their way with him.

"Keep him there Reigns." Dean said, as he swiftly turned his attention to the other member of the trio. "Rollins, get the handcuffs."

"Yes Dean." Seth said, quickly stripping himself of the black backpack around his back, and opening the zip up. After searching around ephemerally, Seth found the handcuffs, and passed them to Dean, who in turn, would use them to trap Cena's arms, damaging his chance of escape dramatically.

"Now, if you can afford to suck Michael Cole off, you can afford to suck us three off...right men?"

"Right." Seth said, staring at the helpless Cena.

"Right." Roman said, as the three men stripped themselves of their clothing, whilst Cena wiggled desperately to escape this predicament (albeit failing miserably).

Once the three newcomers had their hardening shafts exposed, they all made sure those tools were dangling in front of Cena's face. "If you wanna escape, you better start pleasuring us now." Ambrose said, smacking Cena in the face with his rod.

John was mortified. To suck the cocks of these three renegades would be so humiliating to his ego. He tried desperately to get free of the handcuffs but the more he struggled the tighter they felt. He fought and struggled his round bubble butt juggling and giving the three men quite the show. "You ain't gonna get away with this man!" He snarled with fury. "Somebody's gonna help me! Whether it's Zack or Randy, you'll-"

"More dicks? You hear that men? Cena's begging for even more dicks! What an absolute slut!" Dean smirked, before seizing the opportunity that presented itself to him as he thrusted inside Cena's open oral cavity. "Don't worry Cena. We have enough dicks to last you for...say, an hour."

Seeing their leader get pleasure from the best cock-sucker in the wrestling industry today (or at least, that was what they heard) was an enviable sight, but also an incredibly erotic one. It made both Reigns and Rollins far harder than they initially were, as they stroked their meat in front of Cena, waiting to experience the type of pleasure Ambrose was currently experiencing.

John tried to scream in protest but his mouth was filled by the leader of the Shield's thick cock. Tears sprang to his eyes. He was so humiliated. John Cena the great CeNation leader forced to suck Dean Ambrose's leaking dick. He prayed Zack would happen to pop by after his shower on his way out and rescue him or one of his other buddies at the very least. He glared up at Dean as his thick rod kept him silent.

"Look at Cena guys; he's not even biting. I think he loves it!" Dean smirked, as he could feel Cena's steely eyes stare into his, even when the former's pubic hairs bumped into the latter's oral area. "If you know what's good for you Cena, you'd jerk off Rollins and Reigns right now."

John smiled at that forming a plan of escape. He moved his mouth off of Deans cock. "How can I jerk them off with handcuffs on?" He asked innocently. "Why don't you take them off so I can pleasure them too?" As soon as those damn cuffs were off he was going to give them all an attitude adjustment to remember. They would be sorry they ever fucked with John Cena.

"You think I'm that dumb Cena? You don't just have to use hands to jerk a man off." Dean smirked, as he once again plunged back into Cena's oral hole. Once he went back to forcing the CeNation Leader to suck him off, Dean's attention was now on his two allies. "I want you both to take of Johnny Boy's shoes and socks, and then make sure Cena gives you one of the best footjobs you've ever received. If he doesn't, then I've got a whole lot of pain planned for him."

With nothing more than a nod and a grin (well Seth was grinning; Roman maintained his typically steely look with his facial features), they both did what they were told. Roman took care of Cena's left foot, whilst Seth did the right foot. Once Cena's toes had been exposed, Roman and Seth slipped their hard shafts in between one of the gaps, and proceeded to contribute to the foot job.

John's plan for escape being again stopped by Dean he felt pretty hopeless. The chances of one of his buddies finding him now seemed slimmer by the moment. He didn't particularly like the threat of being put into a world of pain and he knew the men outnumbered him three to one. He knew better than to bite the shaft in his mouth while helpless and handcuffed. He began to slowly slide the two cocks between his toes hoping they would all get off and leave without fucking his tight butt.

"Mmm...he's getting into it Dean." Seth grinned, as he could feel the toes of Cena enticingly caress his erect member, which was also what he had done to Roman. For once, the rumours seemed to contain an element of truth, as Cena seemingly forgot about escape and focused more on lust...at least, that was what the three rogues were thinking."Good. I always had my suspicions on Cena's whole innocent act...looks like he is a massive slut after all." Dean smirked, as he once again thrust particularly deep into Cena's throat. "How'd you like this Cena? Taking care of three hard dicks? Sounds like your type of expertise, doesn't it?"

Johns mind began to work overtime as the three men groaned in pleasure. Perhaps if he got into it enough the three men would all reach their ends quickly and leave him alone without him being hurt or fucked in the ass like the Shields bitch. Or maybe they would trust him enough to take off the handcuffs and he could kick their asses. It was a sexual game of cat and mouse. Cena started licking and sucking on Deans cock in earnest while stroking Rollins and Reigns with his bare feet.

"Guys!" Dean moaned, which quickly captured the attention of the other two members of the Shield. "I'm not even forcing Cena to do this any more. He's sucking and licking without any force! He's finally showing us how much of a slut he is!" Dean smirked, eventually looking down at the man who started to get into the predicament he was placed in. "Seems like you're finally fighting this injustice Cena. I knew you couldn't resist dick for much longer."

Seth and Roman, meanwhile, were moaning also, as the sensation that the babyface's toes were providing caused waves of pleasure to rock through their bodies. Roman, however, despite enjoying this more than he should have done, wanted something different. "Dean! When am I gonna fuck this little bitch? I don't wanna deal with just a footjob."

"You don't have to ask Reigns. Just strip Cena down and ram it inside." Dean smirked, before once again looking downwards at Cena, whose facial expression was noticeably different from seconds before. "You won't mind Cena, will you? We're only doing what the rest of the WWE locker room's done."

Johns eyes widened in horror at Dean's words. It was his worst nightmare come true. He was about to be the Shield's personal bitch. He pulled his mouth off of Deans erect cock. "Please don't let him fuck me in the ass." He said quietly "I'll be good I promise. I'll do anything! I'll suck you all off one by one. Just please pull out and don't cum in my mouth ok?" He looked at Dean hopefully.

"You're right John. You will be a good boy. See, you're gonna be a good boy, and let us all have our way with you. If Michael Cole gets to fuck you, then so do we." Dean smirked, as Roman gradually stripped Cena until he was stark naked. "You ready Reigns?"

"Of course." Reigns replied monotonically, as he proceeded to ram his hard tool deep inside Cena's passage, just as loose as the Shield had Reigns was beginning to use impactful thrusts inside the pucker of the WWE's golden boy, Seth was ordered by Ambrose to join him, as their hard shafts stood begging for attention. "Don't you worry about Reigns boy. Get back to sucking me, and suck Rollins too while you're at it." Dean said, curious to see how the usually powerful Cena would react.

Realising that he was not going to get his way and the three men weren't going anywhere until they were all satisfied Cena obediently opened his mouth for the two cocks. He knew fighting them was a futile method to use in this situation, so his only alternative was to get them off quickly so they would (hopefully) leave.

"You seeing this Rollins?" Dean asked inquisitively, as Cena sucked, licked, gently nipped and managed to take care of the two hard members simultaneously. Seth quickly moaned, although it was unclear whether he was replying to Dean or just enjoying the pleasure Cena gave to him; Ambrose chose to believe that it was the latter of the two options. "Taking two hard dicks inside his mouth at once. I don't think slutty gays in the porn industry could even do that."

"I don't think they can either Dean." Seth said in between satisfied moans, as Cena took their aching shafts deeper and deeper inside his oral cavity. "This little slut knows what he's doing though!"

"Of course he does. He's done this type of before Seth, like I've already stated." Dean said.

Whilst Cena was forced to continue pleasuring the two towering figures (despite their harsh words), Roman continued to relentlessly thrust inside Cena's loosened rear-end. It may have been looser than the usual holes Roman fucked, but it still fit Roman's massive manhood like a glove.

John resented the harsh words but he had always loved oral sex (both the giving and the receiving of it) and if he was going to be forced to give it, he may as well do a damn good of giving it. He could feel Roman's hard shaft pumping in and out of his entrance but so far the act had yet to bring him any pleasure and his cock lay still soft on his muscular thigh.

"Hey Seth."

"Yeah Dean."

"Remember when you said you were curious about sucking dick?"

"...Yeah...I was only referring to-"

"I want you to suck the slut off. I want you to make him so fucking close to shooting his load. Do you understand?"

"But Dean...I-"

"Do you understand Rollins?"

"...Yes."

"Get to it then."

Truth be told, Seth wanted to continue feeling oral pleasure with Dean. He wanted to feel Cena's mouth accommodate the whole of his shaft, like he did with Dean. Alas, this was not to be. Orders were orders, and it was because of that, that Seth would be the one providing oral pleasure to the whore of the WWE.

Also, because of orders, Roman was forced to take his shaft out of John, due to orders given to him by Dean. Once the two flipped John onto his back, their cocks went back inside the two holes possessed by Cena, and Seth Rollins used his oral hole to take in Cena's limp member.

John moaned as Rollins took his limp member into his warm mouth. It was bad enough that he was basically turned into the slut of the Shield now he was being forced to enjoy it. He tried to think of anything to take his mind off of the pleasure he was receiving from Seth but felt his traitorous dick swell to full hardness in his wet mouth.

Alas, it was a task that was much harder than imagined. Rollins seemed to be no novice at blowjobs, and Cena's reaction captured that perfectly whenever Seth forced himself to take a large portion of the former inside his oral cavern. He couldn't even use his hands to push Rollins away, considering they were trapped in handcuffs, behind his back and facing the hard floor.

Roman and Dean had a far more pleasurable time thrusting their hardness into Cena's respective holes. Roman managed to thrust into Cena's sweet spot numerous times over the past two minutes, whilst Dean was relentless when frequently forcing his shaft into the main-eventer's throat. The Shield were righting what they felt was a major wrong. They may not have stopped Cena from being promiscuous, but they did manage to transform him from independent hero into their personal bitch, all in the space of fifteen minutes.

Pleasure was coursing through the CeNation leader's body as he felt Roman striking his sweet spot while Rollins sucked his erect dick like a professional. And they say that Seth was the innocent one of the group!

As mentioned before, John loved oral. Giving it to a guy; giving it to a girl; receiving it from a guy; receiving it from a girl. He loved all aspects of it. They were his weakness and all the stimulation was quickly making his resistance fade away into non-existence. He no longer cared if he escaped or not. Now he just wanted to get off badly. He deepthroated Ambrose with enthusiasm to bring Dean to a climax quickly.

And it surprisingly worked well. Dean's inevitable orgasm was brought significantly closer to becoming a reality through Cena's mouth accommodating the entirety of his throbbing shaft. Even if his body was ready for a climax, his pride wasn't. He was determined to punish Cena some more, and punish Cena he would."Rollins! Get off Cena and put the cock ring on him!"

"Yes sir!" Seth said with a grin. He was delighted that he wasn't made to blow the slut any longer. After rushing to the backpack in the corner of the room, Seth quickly found the white cock ring that Dean was demanding for. Rollins was never so eager to follow orders before, as he swiftly placed the cock ring over his hard tool, stopping any chance of Cena's climax transpiring within the next few moments instantly.

"You don't deserve to cum yet Cena. Not until we cum first. That would be an injustice if something like that happened." Dean said with a deep chuckle, continuing to thrust inside Cena's oral hole.

He could feel his climax occurring at any moment now, and sure enough, it didn't take much longer for Dean to shoot his load inside Cena's oral cavity, keeping the grip at the back of Cena's head firm as possible. "Now swallow. All of it."

If Johns mouth hadn't been filled with Dean's cock he would have been cussing them all out and telling Dean to go to Hell. Just when he was finally beginning to enjoy himself a little, he felt the cock ring, suddenly stopping his giant orgasm from transpiring. Moments later, he could feel his mouth flooded with warm cum right after he had specifically asked Dean to pull out and not ejaculate inside. He wanted to spit Dean's own release back in his face but Ambrose's hand firmly held his head in place until he swallowed it all down. Cena glared at the leader of the Shield. "I asked you not to cum in my mouth. Was that too fucking much to ask?" He asked through gritted teeth.

"Why not? You let Paul Heyman. Are we not better than Paul Heyman? Is it because we're newbies? Is it because we actually seek the justice you can't be bothered to possess? Why is it Johnny? Why are we not good enough to cum in that slutty little mouth of yours?" Dean asked. He had enough of Cena's attitude, and he didn't want to hear another word come out of that dishonest mouth. "Never mind. Seth, you're up next."

And quicker than you could blink, Seth took advantage of the current situation (and Cena's open oral hole) so that he too, could thrust his hardness inside the oral hole of the CeNation Leader. "Don't bite, if you know what's good for you."

Cena was so tempted to bite Seth's shaft as viciously as he possibly could, but he figured that would only make the trio of rogues beat the living crap out of him and then they would still take turns fucking him and his unconscious body. John glared daggers with his eyes at Seth and allowed the man to fuck his mouth but offered no sucking or licking of his own like he had Ambrose. To say he was furious was a major understatement.

Seth didn't care about any extras that John offered, however. His oral cavity alone was heavenly enough. The way that John was able to take in all of Seth's thickness and length without even trying was blissful on it's own. If anything, any other additions to the pleasure Seth felt assisting his impending orgasm would have made Rollins climax too quickly for his Roman continued to pound the bullshit out of Cena's (in the minds of the Shield) self-righteous asshole, Seth was pounding the bullshit out of Cena's (again, in the minds of the Shield) self-righteous mouth until finally, it all became too much for young Rollins, who like Dean, felt his essence surge inside Cena's like Dean, Seth wouldn't let go of the grip he had formed on the back of Cena's head. Not until his load was milked dry, of course.

John felt his ass receiving the pounding of a lifetime, courtesy of Reigns, while his mouth was once again flooded with warm sticky cum that belonged to Rollins. He swallowed it quickly to try and get Seth's cock out of his mouth as soon as possible. As much as he had disliked having his mouth flooded twice at least now he knew that his derriere would only be ravished by Roman and not double penetrated or possibly even triple penetrated. He spread his legs wider giving Roman better access hoping to bring his torment to a swift end.

"Reigns. You're up." Alas, Cena would have to be prepared to take yet another load flood his poor mouth. He made the transition from bitch to cum dumpster through instructions of Dean Ambrose, which were eagerly followed by Seth Rollins and Roman Reigns.

Speaking of the silent yet deadly member, he had just unplugged his hard Samoan tool out of Cena's loosened pucker and rammed it into the CeNation Leader's mouth, forcing him to taste his own ass through the hard shaft penetrating his oral cavity.

Roman was definitely the biggest and the thickest out of the three members, as well as being one of the most forceful, evident through his powerful and merciless thrusts into the babyface's throat.

John was beyond outraged as a third thick cock was shoved into his unwilling mouth. Roman was so huge he had a hard time stopping his gag reflex and he could taste his own ass in his mouth and was so humiliated. He was so glad nobody had witnessed the great CeNation leader being forced to swallow all three of the Shield's rods. He began to fight trying to turn his head from the huge load of cum he knew was on its way shortly but the handcuffs kept him pretty helpless. He jerked his head pushing the thick member from his mouth. He looked up pitifully at Roman. "Please man." He begged all semblance of pride gone. "Please don't finish in my mouth like the others. I'm begging you! Finish on my face if you have to…just don't go inside again."

Cena's desperate pleads fell on death ears, as Roman ignored anything that came out of Cena's mouth, and shoved his saliva coated member back inside Cena's wet oral cavern. John was once again forced to taste his own ass juices, and although he could think of a few worse situations, it wasn't exactly a fantasy of used all of his brute strength to frequently shove his manhood balls deep inside the helpless man's mouth, assisting dramatically in speeding up the wait for his inevitable climax. A few more of these extremely brutal thrusts, and the Samoan's essence surged inside Cena's mouth, and like the others before him, placed his massive palms at the back of Cena's head, forcing the poor man to swallow a third load in three minutes.

John gulped miserably and swallowed his third load down so thankful that every man had cum now and surely his brutal gangbang was over. His own hard cock was straining in the confines of the cruel cock ring but he was too proud and angry to ask for sexual release. His mouth finally free of hard cock he let his indignation show. "I hope that was fucking worth it!" He said lowly through gritted teeth. "Because when I get loose I am going to make all your lives a living Hell. Now get me out of these fucking handcuffs!" He ordered sternly.

"And what are you going to do Cena? Suck Vince's dick? Is that what you're going to do? Is that how you're going to convince him to punish us like naughty school kids? I don't think so." Dean said, inching closer and closer to the angry man's face. "If you kept that pretty little mouth shut, we might have let you cum, or better yet, actually free you from those isolating handcuffs...but since you didn't, we won't waste our efforts on an unjustifiable slut as vocal as yourself. I'm Dean Ambrose."

"I'm Seth Rollins."

"...Roman Reigns. Welcome to the Shield of justice."

With that, the three men dressed themselves back into the gear they entered the room in, and proceeded to leave a naked Cena cuffed and helpless. They left the room with virtually no noise whatsoever, only the light sounds of their footsteps audible to only those three.

Thoughts of anger and fury circled around Cena's mind. The predicament confused him to no end, but one thing was for certain. Whoever was going to the training room would get one heck of a visual display.

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*Gasp*! Something different? From moi?!

So after doing various RPs with waldron82 (thanks, by the way!), this one was definitely an absolute gem! That's not to say the others are bad, but this one was absolutely superlative! We couldn't not write this, and I couldn't not upload this!

Hopefully you all enjoy this, as much as me and waldron82 did writing this! :)