A Family Affair Redux

[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.}

 A Family Affair Redux

By

The Mangler

          Tonight's match was being help at the The Redneck Arena.  Of course, that wasn't the official name of the place but no one remembered what that was.  The Redneck Arena was used by an 'underground' wrestling circuit where the action could be, and often was, rougher and more brutal than what was normally allowed.  The ring sat in the middle of the floor.  About six feet from the ring on all sides stood a chain link fence, along with a roof made of chain link as well.  This has been added about two years ago after a particularly long and brutal match in which Samson had defeated a bad guy named Skull.  Unfortunately for Samson, Skull was liked by the fans in attendance that night.  On his way back to the dressing room,  he had been jumped by several of the locals.  Since security was being provided by the local motorcycle club, of which Skull was a member, they had "more pressing matters to attend to."  While the rest of the matches were being held, Samson had been passed among the crowd where he was ganged banged and used as a sex slave.  After the other matches were over and the arena had cleared out, Samson had been found shackled to a pillar in the middle of the crowd section of the arena.  His right tit had been pierced but otherwise no serious damage had been done, except to his pride and ego.  After that fan involvement had become more common and in many matches the losers (and in some instances the winners) were taken by the crowed for their personal entertainment.  Thus the fence had been installed along with a similar fence covering the walk to and from the dressing area.

 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.

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   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 25^th 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.