WWE Divas Fanfiction

(Dom) Stephanie McMahon x (Sub) Reader

You laugh as you raise your hands in the air, droplets of beer splattering everywhere. You laugh and joke around with Seth Rollins, guzzling your beer. You step back and bump into a man that you didn't recognize.
"What the hell?! Watch it, asshole!" he calls out angrily, shoving you. Intoxicated, you shove back without thinking, punching at the man. He fights back, swearing and spitting at your face. You step back and preform a hip toss which sends him crashing into a table, knocking over the glasses which were sitting on top of it. To your surprise he gets back up and starts coming at you again. You duck behind him and apply a rear naked choke. You let go with an angry huff, the man slips to the ground unconscious. You groan in annoyance as people snaps pictures and videos.
"It's gonna go viral, isn't it?"
Seth looks at you, "Yup,"

***

Cold sweat trickles down your back as  Stephanie McMahon invited you into her office.

"Y-yes, Stephanie? You said you wanted to see me." you swallow knowing this isn't good.
Stephanie brushes her hair back and tucks a strand behind her ear.
"Yes, I did need you for something." she motions at some papers which she began to lay out on the table.
She tidies them as she sits down across from you.
"So I heard about an altercation with a rude fan you had in a bar." Stephanie raises a curious brow at you, "Care to explain?"
Shit, she found out. "Not really,"
Stephanie chuckles before glaring at you. "You think it's a choice?"
You tap your feet nervously, "If I tell you about it what's going to happen?"
Stephanie didn't look amused, "Tell me. Now." she leans a little closer, simmering anger glowing in her eyes.
Your feelings your mouth drying up and you swallow. "I got in a fight,"
Stephanie sighs, "Elaborate,"
"On what?" you reply,
"Tell me more than just 'I got in a fight'." she throws her hands up in annoyance.
"I had too much to drink, he had too much to drink, we had and an argument, and yeah. Everything just happened."
"You know the consequences of an altercation though, correct?"
You quiet down, stopping the fidgeting. "What is happening?"
She shakes her head, "The rules are the rules, (y/n)." she leans in, "Sorry, we're releasing you."
You feel fear tingling your skin. "What? No, you can't."
Stephanie shrugs, "Why not?"
"I-I have fans! People who care! I won't do it again! I promise, I-"
Stephanie holds her hand up," the decision is made and I don't like it either but I have to do it for the company."
"I'll do anything, just don't release me. Please, Stephanie."
She smirks, "What do you propose?"
"Anything you want I'll do, okay?"
She smiles, "Alright, clean up my desk then." Stephanie sits back.

"W-what?" you ask in surprise,

"Did I stutter? I want you to clean up my desk." 

That's random... you think to yourself as you begin to organize the paper, files, and other things scattered on her desk. You avoid eye contact and hastily organize everything and step back, waiting for her answer.

"How badly do you want to be here, (y/n)?" Stephanie asks you with an allusive smirk.

"You know how badly," you look her in the eye, "I came here to pursue my dreams, Steph."

"Steph..." she says quietly,

"Yeah, it would feel weird not hearing me call you 'Steph', wouldn't it?" you ask her gently.

Stephanie gets up and sits on top of her desk, facing you. "I don't want you to leave either. I'll see what I can do about it. Stephanie straddles you and presses her lips against yours, pinning you to the chair.  With her pushing against you, you have no choice but to do and follow with what she wants you to.

You sit back and let her do what she pleased for the next few minutes, staying quiet and submissive.

Stephanie separates, tidies her hair and clothing and gives you a serious look. "This stays between you and me." she stands up and returns to her seat. "Well allow you to stay at WWE under a few conditions."
"Like what?" you ask, curious about what she is going to say.
"We'll allow you to stay and we'll offer protection for you. In return you'll become part of 'The Authority', my personal henchman . How does that sound?"
You nod, "yes". Stephanie smiles at this.
"Welcome to 'The Authority', (y/n)."