Have you ever been tired of being good? I have. I am. I don't know what it is, but ever since I came back I've felt different. I've been restless and antsy. Every time that someone tells me what a good guy that I am I feel like my skin is crawling off my body. The urge for things to happen to me that a good all-American boy like myself should not want is so strong that I can barely function at times.

I was walking around in parts of the backstage earlier where "good boys" like myself don't roam, mainly because we will see things that will upset our delicate sensibilities. Now I have been an athlete all my life, but I never saw two men fucking before coming here let alone wanted to be one of them. So, I will admit that there are things around here, like anything that involves Raven AND Stevie Richards, that disgust and frighten me. However, the feeling that coursed through my veins when my eyes fell upon the Undertaker tonight was anything but disgust… a healthy and highly stimulating dose of fright maybe, but definitely not disgust.

As my eyes fell upon his half naked body going through his pre-match ritual of throwing punches at invisible victims and slapping himself, my sight developed tunnel vision and my world narrowed to just the two of us. Me standing transfixed in one spot watching the object of my new obsession and him going on as if he couldn't see me standing no more then ten foot from him. Desperately I hoped that the drool wasn't running from the corners of my mouth as a thousand fantasies rolled through my brain all centering on me being strapped to something and him inflicting pain upon my naked eager body. "Get lost Egghead or do you feel the need to walk on the wild side?"

The sound of Albert's voice rumbling in my ear as his two beefy hands grabbed my arms pulling me backwards managed to break the daydream world I have been in. Even though I was fully dressed in my warm up pants and one of my "You Suck" t-shirts, I imagined that I could still feel the oily hairy chest touching my skin and my body suddenly recoiled almost as if it were trying to fold in on itself. What had seemed like the beginning of one of my fantasies earlier, suddenly felt like a really bad nightmare.

I tried to yank my arms free, but there was no budging from the steely grasp and in the back of my head I knew it. I was in a really bad position and I knew on my own there was no getting out of it. Even an innocent like me knew that there was a difference between a guy like the Undertaker and Albert. Taker was big and bad and brutal when he wanted to be, but he still followed the rules of the game, but for someone like Albert… there were no rules. Rules were to him for people like me that he viewed as weak. Rules were, if I may use the old cliché, made to be broken for a man like Albert and I was made to be broken along with them.

One of Albert's big arms wrapped around my waist bringing me tight up against his body and I couldn't stop the whimper that escaped my throat as his hard bulge pressed dangerously against my ass. I wanted to open my mouth to beg and plead but I knew that I was in no man's land here. There was no one, not even my new obsession, which would save an innocent that wandered back to this cesspool of darkness of his own free will. And I most certainly had come here looking for something of my own will even if this was not quite it.

Albert lifted my body so that my feet were no longer touching the floor and licked the side of my face like an animal about to consume its dinner when a deep Texas drawl saved me. Like the archangel Gabriel charging from the heavens to my defense, he saved me with one rumbling question rolling off his tongue like a curse or a prayer to the darker Gods. "Just what do you think that you're doin' with my bitch, Albert?"

I don't know who was surprised more Albert or myself as both our heads whipped up to stare at Undertaker, me in pure unadulterated joy and him with a suddenly paling outlook on his evening. Big and bad he may be but Albert knew that no man crossed Undertaker and walked away able to enjoy such encounters in the future. He was and is the granddaddy of the dark realm that I had stepped into here in the WWE and there was none that would question his possession of any man, woman or innocent.

Slowly I was released from Albert's grasp as he watched Undertaker who had yet to pause in his warm up. Then when the Dark Lord's eyes finally rose to lay upon us Albert in all of his cowardly existence turned and ran with his tail between his legs with less courage than a newborn puppy. Somewhere in the back of my head there was a voice screaming at me to turn and run, but I found myself unable as our eyes locked. A one in a lifetime chance was what I knew I was being given and while a newcomer to this land I was no coward here or anywhere. Olympic medals may not be much to some people, but for me they had been and always would be a boost of self-confidence that whispered to me that I could stand with anyone. Cowards turned and ran in the face of adversity, but true heroes stood and fought for that which they believed in even if that ideal was the right to have pain inflicted upon them by the Granddaddy of the Underworld.

Slowly my eyes made their way over his sweat covered body wishing that I could touch and lick every wet inch drinking it like some fountain of youth elixir. Easily they traveled up long strong legs, over hips that I could already picture myself wrapping my legs around to allow deeper penetration, up a sweaty muscled chest, across wide shoulders, up a neck made to suck and nibble on and finally to green eyes looking at me with a hint of amusement. "Well now boy I would ask you if you've lost your way but I uhh can plainly see that you've found what you were lookin' for. And I would ask what has finally brought you around to the darkside, but it don't really matter."

Taking the shirt he had been wearing earlier, which now smelled plainly of his odor, off a pipe hanging overhead, Taker motioned for me to remove the shirt I was wearing, which I did quickly. Nodding arrogantly Taker placed the shirt over my head dressing me as he would a small child then after studying me grunted with satisfaction. "Now boy, you're gonna wear this shirt around tonight and everyone will know that you are my new bitch and therefore my personal property. If you have any problem with that then I suggest that you speak up now cause tomorrow will be too late and I don't let go of anything that belongs to me easily. If the day comes that I am tired of you then you will know it and I will treat you well making sure that your next owner is someone that will treat you right. Somehow though I don't think that will be happening anytime soon. You and I got a lot of things to do boy… teaching you is gonna be fun. Now run off like a good little bitch and play with your little bitch friends while your daddy finishes up getting ready for his match. Alright?"

Nodding somewhat dazed I turned and headed out to the bright lights of innocence away from the darkness and wondered why, when I reached it, the lights hurt my eyes and my heart ached for the man that I had left behind. Not really paying attention to the things around me I didn't notice the people moving out of my way or their eyes and whispers following me down the hall. My mind was too busy reliving what had just happened trying to figure out how I had wandered into the darkness as innocent as a newborn and come out the possession of the Dark Master himself… and why didn't I mind? I mean this man had just told me that I was now no better than his possession and yet I was thrilled! My veins were humming with not just blood but excitement at the thought of being owned by my big red Texan master.

Since I wasn't paying attention I didn't notice the big hairy wall until I ran into it. Immediately my eyes moved upward then grew wide as I saw that it wasn't a wall that I had run into but a train… the A -Train to be exact. I opened my mouth to protest… point out my newly acquired state as a personal possession when I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked over to see Sean O'Haire standing next to me with a look on his face that I never thought I would see. In a voice that would scare anyone but Undertaker and possibly his "brother" Kane, Sean looked at Albert and quietly asked, "Do you really think you can fuck with Taker's new bitch and live to see tomorrow?"

Albert growled softly at Sean then turned and left growing angrier at each snicker that followed him down the hall. When Albert finally disappeared from sight, I turned and looked at Sean who was smiling at me carefully. "Relax, Taker's a friend. Why don't you come with me and I will take you to someone that can help you… understand what you've gotten yourself into." Carefully I nodded then took a step to walk down the hall with Sean when he stopped and looked at me patiently.

"You need to be a half step behind me." Blankly I looked at Sean and opened my mouth to argue but patiently he shook his head. "Trust me. They are all judging you. If you walk beside me they will say you are uppity and the other subs won't speak to you and will make your life miserable. If you walk too far behind then the doms will say you are weak and will take advantage. That will be bad for Taker 'cause he will have to spend all his time fighting for your honor. Just walk a half step behind me and you'll be fine."

For several moments I watched Sean trying to judge him then nodded only slightly deciding to do as he advised until I could talk to Taker. Sean grinned as if he knew the thoughts going through my head and said, "that's exactly what you should do," before heading off down the hall and I had to hurry to follow just a half step behind. We came across Shannon Moore and Brian Kendrick bouncing down the hall like the happy little airheads they are, but then something weird happened. They stopped and looked behind Sean as if looking for others, but somehow we were the only ones in the hall.

Shannon studied me looking from Taker's shirt to my face then to Sean who nodded slightly and Shannon whispered to Brian who took his turn in checking me out. I then watched as Shannon and Brian approached Sean stopping just in front of him and bowed their heads not speaking. Sean smiled as if proud and touched each head with a hand nodding. "You both will be rewarded." The boys looked up bouncing and squealing happily as I shook my head. Surprise, surprise - Shannon Moore is a bitch.

I turned my head to look at Sean and involuntarily took a step back at the look in his eyes. There was an anger there… something… feral, something… dark… and I knew I had done something wrong. Sean growled softly and I would have turned to run if Shannon hadn't put a hand on Sean's arm silencing the growl. "Some advise Kurt," he started softly. "Whatever nasty words you were calling me. Whatever nasty thought you were havin about me. Whatever preconception you have about 'my kind' I suggest you toss it out the window or you might as well take off that shirt. Cause you now are me. You are a bitch, a twink, a butt kisser or whatever else people of your former status think of people like me."

"If you think that because you are Taker's bitch that you are better than me… or Brian or any of the rest of us you might as well forget it. And if you expect him to come to your charge rescuing you from US… he won't. They don't get involved in our battles and we don't get involved in theirs. If you want to learn how to please him… you will need us. There are things you need to know and Taker won't want to have to take the time to teach you some of the simple things. I am head bitch around here. You can keep your uppity attitude and cut off your nose or you can the attitude and I will help you."

When Shannon and Brian suddenly bowed their heads I frowned confused again until I felt a weight again on my shoulder and turned to see Taker behind me. Our eyes connected for just a moment before I found my head shoved down roughly. "You should listen to the boys. Shannon knows what he is talking about. He can teach you a great deal. Do not disgrace me, boy." I nodded my head slightly looking down not raising it 'til Taker touched my head as Sean had Shannon and Brian. When I looked up I saw that Shannon and Brian were watching us although not directly looking at Taker and kept this in mind. "Shannon I expect you to teach him, but as you said…. You are the head bitch around here. If he disrespects that you let me know. Sean, I need you to come." And with that the two men left leaving me alone in the hall with my new teachers.

Finding myself alone in this empty hallway with the little bitches I had insulted earlier was somehow daunting. My mind suddenly found every instance that I had disrespected them in the past and I had to feel ashamed. The biggest problem was that Shannon knew that he held all the cards and he knew how I had treated him before. If I was going to survive in my world I had some ground to make up and I better make it up quickly. "Shann… Brian… guys…" I started having some great apology forming in my head. A great Kurt-like speech about how we should let bygones be bygones and how all the injustices I had reaped down upon them had all been some miscommunication.

But as I stood there Taker's scent floated around me and his deep drawl echoed in my head saying, "Don't disgrace me boy." I looked up to say something only to have my eyes fall upon Albert standing at the end of the long hallway. My eyes must have widened showing my fear for Shannon whirled around the flipped his head arrogantly. "You don't belong here ALBERT," Shannon said showing the big man no respect as he had for Taker. "I suggest you LEAVE or else I'm telling Sean you touched me."

I watched Albert snarl and growl trying to decide if this little bitch was a threat or not. Seemingly with more guts than brains Shannon marched down the hallway standing with his hands on his hips right in front of Albert again not showing him the respect he was supposed to give the masters. "I SAID LEAVE!" Albert raised his hand quickly intending to backhand the young man, but seemed to stop looking into Shannon's green eyes. I don't know what he saw there, because never before had I seen anything but empty space in Shannon's eyes… but then maybe that is all he wanted me to see.

Slowly Albert dropped his hand and stepped forward growling angrier with his body pressed against Shannon's, but not once did the much smaller man cower. I watched as his back arched, which would have pushed out his chest, and heard him say, "You ain't big enough or bad enough." Suddenly Albert spun and roaring at the top of his lungs put his fist through a nearby wall before charging off. Once the danger was gone Brian and I ran to Shannon's side and I shook my head as he rolled his shoulders letting Brian check him as if Albert had been able to hurt him without us seeing.

"Kid I don't know if you are the bravest son of a bitch in the world or if you are just fuckin' brain-dead," I said laughing and Shannon studied me quietly frowning. Slowly my laughs quieted as I looked into Shannon's eyes and easily I understood what had frustrated him so. Not anywhere was a speck of fear. All that could be seen in those green orbs was intelligence and confidence. Sighing deeply I understood and bowed my head now deeply ashamed. I had truly wronged these young boys assuming that because the laid on their backs and let some guy pound their ass or because they were giggly and bouncy that they were something less than me. I didn't think twice to look past what they presented me, assuming that there was nothing to see, but the truth was they were just playing a role like everyone else.

"Don't sweat it Hero," Shannon said putting a hand under my chin and raising my eyes to his. "There is a reason those outside our world think of us as they do… it's because that is what WE want them to think. You'd be surprised what people will say around a brainless twink. My life is a lot easier if people don't expect anything from me." Smiling amused, I nodded understanding. "Thanks, Kid. So uhh now what?" Shannon sighed and bit his cheek as if sorting through some great mess then nodded to himself.

"Well Albert is a BIG problem. I can't keep him at bay forever. Albert is one of those stupid doms that think that THEY have all the control." Brian giggled at the statement and I frowned cocking my head. "Umm don't they?" I asked afraid I sounded stupid, but Shannon just shook his head smiling at me patiently. "Not at all. It just looks like they do. I mean sure they can tie us up and beat us and punish us. But any twink with half a brain can control when he gets punishment and doesn't. Usually punishment comes because we have misbehaved. So it's easy… if you don't wanna be punished then don't misbehave, but if you DO want punishment…" Shannon trailed off as Brian nodded fast, but again I was confused.

"Ok, umm WHY in hell would you want to be punished?" I asked watching as Shannon turned leaving Brian and I to follow him down the hall. Unsure where my place was in this order I hesitated until Brian took my hand pulling me along beside him. "It's easy Kurt. Respect the people above you. Respect the people your master wants you to respect. Respect the people that you think DESERVE respect."

"When you are with a master you respect or your master respects or with YOUR master you show him that respect by walking a step to a half step behind him depending upon the master and the twink. You are Taker's bitch so you should NEVER walk a whole step behind ANYONE unless Taker tells you to. Half step should be the max unless it is Taker or maybe Glenn. Shann don't walk more than a half step behind anyone but Taker or Sean… causa who he is. Me I have to take the "one complete step behind" rule 'cause I'm not anything important in the whole structure, but usually Shannon won't let me walk a complete step behind Sean or him or anyone else if he is with me."

"When you are with another twink or someone outside our world it don't matter unless it is Shannon. Shann gets respect again because of his position, but there are some bitches around here that you REALLY don't want to give an inch to cause TRUST me they will take a MILE. OH and this includes some of the girls. They like to THINK they are better than us 'cause they got BOOBS, but they ain't. And you ain't ever seen anything FUNNIER than Shannon putting one of those hootchie bitches in their places!"

Shannon stopped in front of a door and smiled big at Brian before entering what I suddenly recognized. We all call it Twink central cause it's the locker room that always holds the little girly boys. Pretty little bouncy things that make most of the straight guys vomit.

Looking around the room I could place some of these guys with partners and some I couldn't. I saw Billy Kidman and knew that he was with Rey. Kanyon I was surprised to see and had to resist arching my eyebrow when he blushed. Brian giggled next to me and whispered, "Page." Of course the Basham Brothers were there and anyone with a brain knew that they were with Shaniqua, but when my eyes landed on Charlie Haas I had to grin as Shelton bounced in running into my back and bouncing off.

Shaking my head I watched him hurry to sit with Charlie and Brian elbowed me as he giggled knowing what was going through my mind. Funaki giggled along with Brian and I smiled always having liked him. Chavo was sitting next to Billy and my eyes widened wondering if he went to the Hardy Boyz School of Brotherly Love. When I heard Shannon clear his throat I was surprised to hear the room quiet as the heads turned to look at him. "As you see we have a new resident and from the shirt he is wearing you shouldn't have to guess who he belongs to."

When Shelton and Charlie giggled Shannon turned an angry eye on them then smiled sweetly. "I will make sure to let Taker know that you two find such humor in his newest selection." I wanted to smile at the immediate paling of their faces, but guessed that this wouldn't be the time to show arrogance. Brian leaned into me again and whispered, "They can't find masters 'cause they misbehave and no one wants them. If you could separate them they wouldn't be so bad, but when they're together they're just terrible bitches…. And you know they are ALWAYS together."

Shannon finished glaring at Shelton and Charlie and nodded continuing with what he was saying. "I expect him to be treated as any of the rest of us, but do remember that what you do to him reflects not only upon yourself but your master as well. And some of you are in hot water with your masters already!" Shannon stopped glaring at Kidman who shrugged carelessly the stood glaring at Shannon. "I'll treat him any way I feel like." Kidman then stomped out of the room and Brian just shook his head.

"I don't think he and Rey will make it much longer," he whispered to me again. "I don't know what has gotten into Billy's head, but I think it has somethin to do with Torrie and that Assman freak. I think they got into his head and made him ashamed of himself. I wouldn't be surprised if he pulls a 'I ain't gay' stunt shortly after he and Rey break up,… poor Show."

Raising an eyebrow I looked down at Brian glad when he giggled excitedly. "Show is MADLY in love with Billy, but he's so shy he's afraid to say anything. Rey and Billy have been together FOREVER, but Show was mad for Billy before they even got together from what Shannon says. He says that Paul took one look at Billy and that was it. BAM he was in love. He's really a sweet guy ya know." Nodding I tried to imagine Show naked and shuddered at the thought. I heard the door open behind me to see Josh the announcer trying to inch into the room without being seen hanging his head.

Brian though immediately saw him and gasped catching Shannon's attention. Coming over Shannon put a hand under Josh's head forcing him to look up at him and growled softly at the eye that was swollen shut and the fat bleeding lip. "Funaki, run and get Taz then get Taker and Sean," Shannon ordered and Funaki rushed past him carrying his mic. "Was it Albert, Josh?" Brian asked softly as Josh crumbled falling to the floor crying and I growled angrily.

"Albert's had a thing for him forever," I heard someone say softly next to me and looking up I was surprised to see Kanyon standing there. When he bit his lip and started to inch away I grabbed his arm smiling and watched him relax slightly. "Albert wants Josh bad, but Josh's only been with one man and Taz is pretty attached to him." Kanyon must have known I was surprised to hear that because he giggled softly again. "I know everyone thinks that Taz is with Michael Cole but Michael ain't Taz's type. From what I know Taz hadn't been with anyone since his ECW days. Him and Spike had a thing forever, but they broke it off when Tax came here. From what they say he took one look at Josh and that was it. Isn't it romantic?"

I looked down at Josh as Taz ran in pulling him into his arms then back to Kanyon and smiled seeing him blushing again. "Yeah it is. You're with Page right?" Chris nodded fast smiling big at the mention of his lover's name. "That must be hard… being away from him so much." Chris nodded and hung his head and suddenly I felt bad for bringing it up. "Page is taking time off. I haven't seen him in awhile… not since he had to retire. He says he doesn't know what to do now… and… an he says that he needs time to think. HE told me I could find a new master but…." Chris blushed again and I sighed understanding. "He's your first?"

Chris looked up sniffling and I put a hand on his shoulder. "Some of the guys say I am stupid and some of the doms aren't very nice. Guys like Albert take advantage and straight guys like Bradshaw and Farooq who know about Page and me…. Play pranks on me alla time and call me names. Taker says I should move on but…" I nodded and rubbed Kanyon's back understanding. "You love him and can't imagine being with anyone else. As long as you have hope that it's more than you have without it." Chris nods fast then looks down quickly. Feeling a hand on my shoulder I look up to see Taker smiling down at me.

Chuckling softly when my eyes stayed locked with his Taker gently pushed my head down then leaned over to whisper into my ear. "I am proud of ya boy." His deep soft drawl went through my body like lava stimulating every inch of my skin and making me shiver. "Chris is a good kid." When he touched my head I looked up at him smiling happily as he touched Chris' head. Chris looked up blushing again and would have taken off if I hadn't grabbed his hand.

"You know Chris… I need someone to do me a favor and I think that YOU are just the man," Taker drawled making Chris' eyes get big. "I…. I'll do anything! You just tell me and I'll do it Taker sir." Taker nods smiling still. "Well now, Kurt here needs a new travel partner. Someone that can help him and teach him. Now Shannon's doin' that, but we know he has a lot of responsibilities and I would consider it a personal favor if you watched out for him." Chris' chest puffed out slightly as he nodded and I couldn't help but bounce with joy myself happy that my new friend had gotten a confidence boost.

When I heard a loud noise behind me, I turned with Taker and Chris to see Sean holding onto Taz and Taker began growling. "Albert needs taken care of. Taz and Sean come with me. Babies y'all stay here. This isn't your business." Taker turned again and kissed me hard and deep before leaving and I felt that kiss all the way to my toes. I don't know what the others did. I wasn't aware of Sean kissing Brian the same as Taker had me or the gentle kiss he placed on the top of Shannon's head as he sat on the floor with Josh. I didn't see Taz whisper into Josh's ear and kiss him sweetly on the lips before they left. All I knew was the sensation of hot lips connected to my own as my world again shrunk.

Too soon though it was over and Taker was storming out the door. I knew that I must look funny as I was standing there staring off into space with my hands on my lips like it was the first kiss I had ever received… but I guess in a way it was. This was my first kiss from a man and it couldn't compare to anything I had imagined. Licking my lips I could taste beer and tobacco and shuddered knowing this was him I was tasting. "Isn't the first one the best?" Chris asked softly and turning my head I nodded dazed and found myself giggling like a school girl.

Quickly we quieted though as we remembered poor Josh and looked down to see Shannon rocking him softly as Josh sniffled and I couldn't help but feel rage flow through my body. I don't know what happened to Albert. It would be years before Taker told me. I know that no one… not even Vince questioned his absence. And even fewer people missed him.

I know you want to know what happened our first time, but I don't think I want to share that. And frankly I don't think that's what you're gonna be interested in. Maybe some day I will tell you about that. Maybe some day I will tell you what happened to Albert, but for now…

I'm just gonna let you wonder. That is my right after all, because I AM….

Taker's BITCH!

The End