[This
is the follow up story. This was inspired by alexmillerscave.blogspot.com list of
"firsts" in his blog. It was written with hin in mind.
Hope you enjoy.}
By
The Mangler
While
this had cut down on fan "participation" it did not totally eliminate
it. In one of the more nefarious, and famous episodes, one member of
the championship tag team had been cuffed to the fence and forced to give blow
jobs to members of the audience while his partner was given a brutal
beating. Of course, they had lost the belts. Other
suggestions for improving security had been proposed but rejected by both
wrestlers and fans alike. As a matter of fact, the attendance had
never been better.
The
promoter was beside himself with glee. The follow up to the previous
match two weeks ago was happening here tonight. While the original
match had been between the twins, Brad and Barry, and their hated stepbrother,
Jon, Bruce, the twins’ stepfather and Jon’s father, had interfered and been
beaten and humiliated. Jon and his father had been led out naked and
firmly under control of the twins. There had been much humiliation and
abuse at the hands of the twins, some public, some not. This had led
to tonight match the twins versus their stepfather. If the
stepfather won, he and Jon would be free of the twins and the embarrassing
private tapes would be destroyed. If the twins won, Bruce agreed to
be a complete slave for 7 more days and then the tapes of him would be
destroyed. Jon’s fate was to be decided later.
The
anticipation at the Redneck Arena was palpable. The fans had sat
through the opening matches but were getting a little rowdy waiting for the
main event. It was time for the family rematch, the twins (Brad and
Barry) against their stepfather Bruce (or Brucie as he was to be
introduced). Well, technically not a rematch as Bruce hadn’t been a
legal contest in the first match, but for the fans a rematch
anyway. And they were looking forward to seeing Bruce get the fuck
beat out of him again.
The
announcer came on the mike and said “the referee for tonight’s match is ---
Alex Miller from the Cave.” There was a loud and boisterous uproar
as Alex entered the arena wearing a striped referee’s shirt and a pair of
Canada themed wrestling trunks. He stood 5 ft 10” tall and weighed
205 pounds. He had dark brown hair and a neat trim beard. The
muscles were packed on. He threw his hands up over his head in a V
to a loud applause. He then ran down the aisle and leaped into the
ring. It was patently obvious to anyone who knew the arena that Tim,
the previous referee would be unavailable. He was having his own
issues.
“And
now entering the cage are the twins B&B”. Brad and Barry
sauntered out from the back. They were wearing black square cut trunks and
leather vests. They each weight in at only 150 pounds, but they were
shredded. They waved to the fans and jogged down the enclosed runway
to the ring. They each slid under the ring ropes and approached the
ref. They quickly hoisted him onto their shoulders where he gave a
Rocky pose. They then sat him down.
“Alright
guys, I know we are friends and all, but I intend to ref this fairly to the
best of my abilities, “Alex said.
“We
wouldn’t expect anything else,” Brad intoned. “But we also intend to
be ourselves as well.”
“Understood,”
was all Alex replied.
Then
the loudspeakers started blaring “Loser like Me” from the TV show Glee and the
announcer intoned “and their opponent for tonight, accompanied by his valet,
is. Brucie” and then Bruce made his appearance.
The
crowd erupted into bouts of laughter. While a muscular and fit man, Bruce’s
outfit was anything but serious. His hair had been cut into a Mohawk
and died fluorescent green. His wrestling attire was hot pink
speedos (one size too small) and ruby red tennis shoes. He tried to
look fierce but couldn’t quite pull it off. He was accompanied
to ringside by his son Jon, who was dressed just like his father (except
instead of a speedo, he was wearing a jockstrap) but he had his hands cuffed
behind his back. He was also wearing a collar and chain which his father was
holding in his hands.
Bruce
led him Jon down to the ring and then attached the leash to the ring post, as
he had been instructed. Jon also followed orders and knelt down by
the ring post, his hot bubble but exposed for all to see.
As
Bruce began to climb into the ring, the bell was sounded and the twins charged
across the ring, pushing Alex to the side. As Bruce’s head and chest
cleared between the top and second rope, Brad jumped up and delivered a leg
smash to the back of the neck and head. This forced Bruce’s head
down toward the mat until it richoched off the ropes and back upwards where
Berry executed a perfect double drop kick to the head when forced Bruce’s head
backward until the ropes reached their limit and then slammed him
forward. The momentum carried his head all the way to the
matt. As his head slammed into the mat, his body slide through the
ropes to the ring floor.
By
this time Alex had arrived and was pushing both B&B back from Bruce and
admonishing them. Brad just laughed as he allowed himself to be
pushed back to his ring corner. Barry grabbed Bruce by his mohawk
and pulled in further into the ring before administering a series of knee
drops, stomps and elbows to the lower back. The match had barely
begun and Bruce was in a world of hurt.
Barry
then grabbed both legs, bent them back and settled down into a Boston
crab. Occasionally he would bounce to increase the pressure on the
back. Bruce was grunted in pain. While he had definitely
been weakened, it was way to early in the match for him to be helpless and he
was finally able to catch his breath and power his way out of the hold by flinging
Barry towards the ropes. Barry slipped as he neared the ropes, so he
actually went between the ropes and landed on the arena floor.
Seizing
the opportunity, a leashed and handcuffed Jon, began stomping and kicking the
downed Barry before he was able to roll out of range. He looked up
at Jon in stunned disbelief that he would have the audacity to try
something. Barry then shook his head, laughed and said. “damned bro,
didn’t think you had it in you, but you’ll pay later.”
Jon
replied, “unlock me you cheating bastard and see how much I have in me.”
Barry
just smirked and re-entered the ring. By this time, Bruce had
managed to get to his feet in a neutral corner. Alex had made sure
Brad didn’t interfere with the action. As Barry, crawled back under
the ropes, Bruce charged across the ring and delivered a knee to his
head. He then grabbed Brad by the head and neck and suplexed him to
the mat. Continuing with his advantage he began a series of stomps
to the chests.
Seeing
this, Brad attempted to enter the ring to stop the attach on his brother. Alex
got in his way and began pushing in back to the corner. Bruce could
see from the corner of his eye Brad enter the ring. With the ref’s
back turned his grabbed both legs of his step-son, spread them and delivered
dropped down delivering ahead butt into the balls. Barry sat up in
the ring and clutched his balls. Bruce grabbed him by each side of
the head and pulled down, slamming Barry’s head into the mat. Brad
was trying to get around Alex when Bruce charged across the ring and delivered
a clothesline, slamming him back into his own corner. He then
grabbed him by the back of the neck and raced him across the ring and slammed
him into the corner were Jon was tied. As Brad slumped to the mat,
Bruce kicked him under the ropes and dropped him to the floor.
Seizing
the opportunity, Jon placed Brad’s head in a figure four head lock and applied
as much pressure as possible. Brad was in a world of hurt.
Unfortunately
for Bruce, when he turned from the tossing bard out of the ring, Alex was there
admonishing and berating him, giving Barry some time to
recover. Finally getting around Alex Bruce headed back toward Barry
who had managed to get to his knees. As Bruce approached, Barry
launched himself from his knees, spearing his head into the lower portion of
Bruce’s abdomen and driving him down into the mat. The move winded
Bruce and he lay on the mat sucking air. Barry wasted no time is
getting to his feet and delivering a series of stomps into the exposed
belly. He looked like he was trying to put out a fire. He
then switched to a series of knee drops before taking a little
break. Bruce lay on the mat trying to get his breath back.
Brad
was growing a little light head and a little desperate. He managed
to lift his head a little and slam it backwards into Jon’s balls. It
was not a full-on assault due to the leg lock, but by repeating the move
several times he was finally able to break free. The then turned and
delivered a full knee drop directly into Jon’s balls driving the wind from
him. Brad quickly pulled Jon’s feet next to the ring pole, untied
each boot a few laces and then tied them back around the pole. He
then forced Jon to his feet, unhooked the leash holding him to the ring
turnbuckle, wrapped it around several times, then reattached it. Jon
was now tightly leashed to the corner and his feet were taken out of action
Brad
grabbed a handful of ass and said “this will pay for that shit
later.” He then returned to his corner and pulled himself back up
onto the ring apron.
Seeing
Brad pull back up on the ring apron, Barry said “Biceps destruction” to which
Brad nodded. Barry grabbed Bruce’s right arm, pulled it out at right
angles to his chest and stood on the wrist with his left boot. He
then began stomping down onto the right bicep. After several stomps,
he stopped pulled Bruce up and grabbed him in an inverted manner setting him up
for a right shoulder breaker Before delivering the move, his
tagged Brad who climbed to the top rope.
Barry
delivered the shoulder breaker, then pulled the right wrist out again and Brad
leaped from the top turnbuckle, delivering a knee to the bicep. Alex was
admonishing Barry to leave the ring, when Barry pushed him
back. Knowing better than to be distracted Alex, quickly turned back
to the action seeing Brad getting jumping out of the ring and reaching in to
grab Bruce. Alex got between the two men to prevent the move and
began counting Brad out.
Brad
cursed and the ref and re-entered the ring. Barry had exited by this
time, but was standing on the floor waiting from his brother. Brad
reached down, pulled Bruce up and slung him across the ring into the opposing
turnbuckle where he slammed hard. Brad charged across the ring and
delivered a shoulder smash. He then grabbed Bruce and threw him
across the ring back first into the twin’s turnbuckle. Barry
immediately reached under the bottom rope, grabbed the ankles and yanked
dropping Bruce face first to the ring flor, before falling backward and
dragging his step-father’s nuts into the ring post.
Bruce
let out a loud curse. Seeing Alex exit the ring and force Barry away
from the downed wrestler, Brad charged across the ring and began delivering a
series of stomps and knee into the right bicep, using the ring rope for
assistance. Realizing he made a mistake in leaving the ring Alex
turned and began to climb back in before Barry grabbed him and pulled him back
down to the floor, turned him around and began yelling and screaming in his
face.
Brad
pulled Bruce up and charged him across the ring and flung him over the top rope
and onto the hard arena floor, He then ran across the ring and began screaming
at Alex for being out of position while he had a possible pin. Alex
turned and begin climbing back into the ring.
Barry
went around the ring to where Bruce was laying on the floor, grabbed him by the
right hand and pulled across the floor to the ring apron where he began
slamming the right bicep into the ring post. This went on until Alex arrived to
break up the mayhem. Barry picked his stepfather up and tossed him
back into the ring. He then went to his corner. Brad
picked his opponent up, lifted him for a body slam but trapped his right arm
behind his back before leaping up and dropping Bruce back first on the mat,
with Brad’s full weight on top as well.
He
then tagged Barry into the ring who repeated the same maneuver twice
more. Barry then pulled the arm out, sat on the chest and delivered
a claw hold to the biceps, squeezing a grinding away. He continued
this until he could hear Bruce whimper and also felt some give in the
muscle. It was becoming mushy and no longer hard and
proud. Sensing the Bruce may be considering surrendering, Barry
noted to Brad who acted as though he was going to enter the ring attracting
Alex’s attention.
Barry
then turned and delivered a series of thrust to the throat silencing his
opponent. He then looked at Jon who was pleading for the mayhem to
end. Barry then went over the corner where Jon was tied dropped down
and said “you want his to end do you?”
Jon
looked at him and said, “yes, you’ve won just end this.”
“well
then ask master brad to please stop torturing your worthless father and in
those words.:
Jon
looked horrified but looked at his father holding his damaged bicep said
“Please master Brad stop torturing my worthless father and end his misery,
sir.”
Brad
smirked and made Jon repeat the request louder.
“Okay,
it a couple of minutes. But in return, you agree to do everything
Barry and I say for the next week, just like dad, and then we will send you on
your way. Otherwise, we’ll start on the left bicep, then the right
pec, the left pec, the abs and then the legs. Last we will go for the balls.”
Jon
could hear the menace in the voice, but agreed.
Brad
then returned to Bruce pulled him up, then tagged in Barry. They
delivered a double DDT, followed by a double suplex. Bard exited the
ring at Alex’s insistence, but then climbed to the top rope and delivered an off
the top rope body smash. Barry then locked on a figure four leg lock
and dropped down. Before exiting the ring, Brad deliver a series of
kicks and stomps into the hurting knee.
Alex
asked Bruce if he gave, but Bruce still didn’t have his voice back, but began
to tap out with the left hand.
Alex
said “he submits, break the hold” to which Barry replied “it has to be a verbal
submission not a tap out.
Alex
knew that wasn’t in the rules for the match, but just smiled and continued to
ask
Bruce if he submitted. Jon was begging the ref to end the match
while Barry continued the pressure. Brad walked over the ring where
one of his fans passed him a large vibrator. He then walked over to
his step-brother and said “payback for the kicks bitch” and unceremoniously
slammed the vibrator up the ass and turned it on. Jon screamed at
the initial pain, but then became aroused from the vibrator.
Bruce
finally was able to scream his submission and surprisingly Barry released the
hold almost instantly. Brad came back into the ring and the ref
raised both their hands in victory as the crowd screamed their
approval. They stood with one foot on Bruce’s chest with their arms
raised in the air. With is arms raised up, the striped shirt on Alex
rose up exposing the lower belly just above the trunk line. The
maple leaf on his trunks was definitely stretched out more that in the
beginning.
Brad
and Bruce then turned their attention to the ref, and backed him into the
corner.
“What
the fuck do you think you were doing asshole,” Barry screamed in his face while
poking Alex in the chest.
“reffing
the match” was the reply but with some trepidation in the voice.
“yeah,
but the idea behind having a friend as the ref was a little less reffing. But
then maybe you aren’t really our friend,” Brad replied while taking his hand
and rather forcefully backhanding the maple leaf covering Alex’s crotch.
Alex
winching at the backhands, “I told you I take my reffing seriously and so I
did” But was feeling a little worried. He knew the twin’s penchant
for mayhem.
Barry
then smiled at him, patted him on the check and said, “well don’t let I happen again. Now
get the fuck out of the ring before we have to show you what becoming an
ex-friend is like.” He punctuated the remarks with another backhand
to the maple leaf.
Alex
did not have to be told twice. He quickly dropped to the ring floor
and slid out under the bottom rope. He was holding his balls as he
started to exit the cage, Brad yelled “don’t go far, we need you to open the
door for us.”
The
two twins then went and posed over their hurting step-father, opponent and now
seven-day slave. At one point they pulled him to his knees and
forced him to hug their thigh as they lorded their win over
him. Picture where being taken and posted as fast as possible.
They
then slid Bruce to the edge of the ring and dropped to the
floor. They then went over and gave brother Jon a fifty-lick
spanking until his ass was bright red. The then untied him from the
ring apron, grabbed his leash and began leading him out of the arena with the
big vibrator in his ass, his cock was at full mast and was leaking
precum. Walking was difficult. In addition to this bright
red ass, his face was also red from the shame.
Brad
pulled Bruce’s wrestling trunks off, pulled him out of the ring and slung him
over his shoulders He then grabbed Bruce’s balls, reminiscent of the last time
they exited the redneck arena and heading for the exit. “I’m getting
tired of having to tote your sorry ass out of here, he smirked and he squeezed
the ball’s”
Alex
stood at the exit and opened the cage door as they headed for the dressing
rooms.
About
one hour later, the few fans still standing around the locker room door was
treated to the site of Bruce and Jon being escorted out of the arena at the end
of their leashes. Both men’s’ cocks were rock hard and dripping.
A
couple of minutes later Alex left through the same door with a smile on his
face. His balls were now empty thanks to a couple of losers back in
the locker room. As he walked to his car his smiled faltered a
little as he heard Brad say “don’t think just because you got a little reward,
we have forgotten, or forgiven, your actions here tonight.” He then
laughed what can only be described as an evil little laugh.
Alex
quickly got into his car and drove away. He thought they were just joking, but
he would have to vigilant for the near future.
* *
* * *
It was
two days after the events at the Redneck Arena. During that time,
the jobs demanded of Bruce and Jon had mainly been demeaning chores and a
little abuse. Both were very worried and suspicious about what was
to come. Today they had a meeting with Bruce’s lawyer. Both had been
told to dress in suites and get cleaned up. They would be met at the office by
the twins. Bruce had been ordered to just agree with the proceedings
and sign what was presented. Failure to do so would forfeit their
agreement and the tapes the twins had would be released. Some were embarrassing
and some were illegal.
Bruce
and Jon were seated in the conference room with the lawyer making small talk
when the secretary announced that the twins were there. There was an
obvious look of distaste on his face. He opened the door and the
twins sauntered in. Bard and Barry were identical twins and They
were 5'8", 150 lbs. They arrived wearing low rise torn jeans, well-worn
leather jackets worn over nothing with their muscular chests fully
exposed. They looked completely out of place. The smugly
walked in, ordered Bruce to move to another seat and then sat
down. They gave the lawyer a rather contemptuous leer.
He
shifted nervously before beginning. “Well, Bruce we have you here to
go over the requests you sent me. This are somewhat unusual but you
have confirmed them in your emails to me. I presume you wish to
proceed?”
Bruce
looked a little surprised and gave his stepsons a concerned look but
understanding the stakes said confidently, “Of course. Let’s get
this over with.”
Jon
just sat looking concerned.
The
lawyer began. “okay first I need you to sign this document setting
up the trust fund you requested named the. Umm. The Redneck Arena
Accords. As to the terms of the trust it is set up for the benefits
of you stepsons Master Brad and Master Barry and you son Jon (with a small
j). Rather unusual don’t you think?”
Bruce
managed to say, convincingly, “no, that sounds just like it should”.
“Okay
it appoints the twin’s uncle Jerry (their mother’s brother – a biker and brute)
as the trustee. The proceeds of the trust are to be turned over to
the twins and Jon on the twins 25th birthday. The
proceed with go 75% to the twins and 25% to Jon if the twins and uncle Jerry
agree to Jon receiving his share. Otherwise his 25% goes to the Cave
Wrestling group.”
Jon
started to protest, until Brad interrupted. “Oh, Jon, just be a good
boy and you’ll get your share.” Both twins then smirked.
As
the papers were pushed over Bruce signed the documents.
The
lawyer then nervously began again. “you will fund the trust by
placing $200,000 in their today. I have the papers to transfer from various
accounts. It does leave you a little tight on financing the
moment. Perhaps you would like to do a little less??”
The
glare from the twins silenced any protest. “No, that is what I
want.”
“Okay. Then
you also are going to transfer the title to your primary house and your two
vacations properties into the trust. While the properties go into
the trust, you agree to pay for all expenses for them until the trust matures
at which time the beneficiaries will become responsible. You also
are assigning both your Mercedes and your Ferrari into the trust with the same
stipulations. You also agree to deposit $10,000 a month into the
trust. Finally, you agree that 33% of your gross income will go into
the trust. You do know that be using gross income you will have to
pay taxes on that income from your funds?”
Bruce
was looking a little stunned. Just doing the math in his head meant
that he was going to have to drastically lower his standard of
living. “nope, that is just what I want”
He
then signed all the papers. The meeting was then over and everyone
left the office. Once outside the lawyers’ office, Brad and Barry
produced collars and leashed which the attached and then walked their charges
home.
Surprisingly
enough over the next several days, not much happened. But on the
last day of their servitude the final humiliation fell. First off,
Bruce and Jon were required to gather up all those clothes which were taken to
goodwill and donated. Bruce had been allowed to keep a few work
clothes that he would need but no many. Jon was allowed to keep nothing. He was
now essentially naked. Both men were taken to the local piercing
parlor where they were locked into metal chastity cages. The keys
were destroyed and the locks filled with solder.
They
were then taken to the local leather bar, strip club where both were forced to
sign year long contract for work. By contract they were required to be naked,
or dressed as the manager saw fit, and did whatever jobs were
assigned. Jon was contracted to a minim of 80 hours per week and
Bruce 60 hours a week in addition to his regular job.
As
the twins made it clear that neither man could live with them, they agreed to
pay for room and board from the owner. Their wages were minimal wage
and any tips they could get. After paying expenses, there wouldn’t
be much left. Essentially for one year they were true slave.
The
twins left happy men and much richer men as well. Their uncle Jerry
would give them anything they wanted or needed from the trust. And
there was no chance in hell that Jon would get his portion, but the twins would
use that promise to keep Jon inline for the next few
years. But what would happen to Bruce and Jon during and after
their one-year stint at the leather bar.
Damn, that is a match I'd definitely love to ref.
ReplyDeleteThanks!
I'd be more concerned that you are know in the sightlines of the twins --even if you are "friends"
ReplyDeleteThat’s tomorrow’s problem. For now, I’ve got the match and post-match fun to savor. :)
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