Dan "The Destoyer" Debuts

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Dan “The Destroyer” Debuts

By

The Mangler

The crowd at the Redneck Arena was all fired up after the last match which was a tag team beat down.  Surprisingly enough it was the faces that did the beat down.  They were tired of being punching bags.  After the match, the crowd was doing intermatch stuff, going to the restroom and chatting with their friends so they weren’t paying much attention to the ring.  The cleaning staff entered with five people as they cleaned up the mess from the last match.  However, only four people left the cage.  One slid under the ring.  While the fans didn’t really notice, the commissioner did.  He also realized who slid under the ring and was smiling his most evil grins.  He turned to one of the fans who had accompanied him to the matches.

“When I give you the word, I want you to get the crowd all riled up and making lots of noise.”

“Okay, but why?”, he replied

“Don’t ask questions, just do what your told and you’ll get one hell of a show,” was all that the commissioner had to say.

Just then Taylor, the ref, came out for then next match.  He was a new ref that had just been hired by the commissioner.  He was a very strict ref and the commissioner thought this would be a good first match for him.

As he started to climb into the ring, the commissioner motioned him over to the cage.  The commissioner was set up across from the entrance to the cage, so that the ring was between the commissioner and the entrance.  Once the ref reached where the commissioner was, the commissioner signaled for the announce to start announcing.  The commissioner then began talking BS to the ref, welcoming him to the Redneck Arena, etc.  What he was really doing was distracting him.

“And now the first contestant for this match is a newcomer to the Redneck Arena, He stands 6’2” tall and weighs in at 225 pounds.  Let’s give a big Redneck Arena welcome to Dan…..iel  “The Destroyer” Wang.”

With that Daniel walked into the arena.  He was tall, tanned and well built.  You could tell that he spent time in the gym, but his physique showed that he was probably just starting to take his workouts seriously.  Toned but not cut. He was wearing black wrestling boots, blue square cut trunks. 

He stopped and struck a pose.  As he did so the commissioner signaled to his fan who began yelling and screaming as loudly as he could. Within moments the entire crowd had joined in and the noise was deafening.  The commissioner had to signal the ref closer to the cage to be heard.

Daniel was surprised by the reception but was reveling in it.  After all his hard work to get here, he felt it was his due.  As he turned around to show off for the crowd, he suddenly was propelled into the cage slamming his head into it.  For while he had been distracted, the last “cleaner” had crawled out form under the ring and delivered a standing drop kick to the upper back.

The “cleaner” was dressed in white trunks, white knee pads and white wrestling shoes.  He looked “angelic” and nice.  In reality he was anything but, for it wasn’t a “cleaner” but Daniel’s opponent for the night – The Choirboy – a misnomer if there was ever one.

The Choirboy was a heel’s heel and didn’t have many limits in the wrestling ring.  Unfortunately for Daniel, the Choirboy had been humiliated in his last match [Apollo’sHandicapped Match] and was looking for some revenge – and he didn’t care on whom.   After sending Daniel into the cage, Choirboy looked around and was aware that the ref was occupied and due to the crowd noise, was not aware of what was happening.

“Excellent,  Time to make this match a lot more fun,” he said to himself.

He stalked over to Daniel. Pulled his head down, locked it under his arm and dropped down delivering a DDT onto the thinly padded floor around the ring.  The match hadn’t even started and Daniel was groggy and nearly out of it.

Turning him to his back, The Choirboy reached down and untied Daniel’s blue trunks.  He quickly pulled them from his body leaving him clad only in his jockstrap. The crowd roared their approval, but managed to get even louder when Choirboy removed the jockstrap, leaving Daniel dressed only in his wrestling boots.  His balls were low hanging and tempting.  The Choirboy pushed the trunks and the jockstrap through the cage fence where they quickly disappeared in the crowd.   He then picked Daniel’s body up and rolled him into the ring.  He quickly got into the ring and pulled Daniel to his feet and then propped him up in the corner.

He gently tapped Daniel in the balls to get his attention and awaken him a little, then left the ring.  The crowd was confused when The Choirboy walked over to the entrance and assumed his entrance pose.  At this time, the announcer intoned “And his opponent for tonight, a Redneck Arena veteran, The Choirboy.”

The crowd roared and quickly caught on.  The Choirboy posed and slowly began walking to the ring.  He was looking forward to tonight. At this point, the commissioner told the ref to go do his job. When he turned and surveyed the area, he saw the Choirboy walking slowly down the entrance toward the ring while posing and taunting the crowd.

Standing in the ring corner was a naked Daniel, looking like he was waiting for his opponent.  When the ref turned toward the commissioner with a look of bewilderment, the commissioner only said “this is the Redneck Arena and he has chosen his gear –or lack of it.”  He then just smiled.

The ref was a little confused but entered the ring just as the Choirboy did.  He went to check Daniel for foreign bodies, but realized that wasn’t necessary.  He then checked the Choirboy and found nothing wrong.  He missed the extra inserts in the knee pads.

As the ref turned, he noticed that Daniel seemed a little out of it, but before he could walk over and check on him, The Choirboy charged across the ring and launched his shoulder into Daniel’s abs, slamming him back into the ring post.  The Choirboy felt the air swoosh over his back.  As the ref started to admonish the Choirboy, the commissioner signaled and the bell rang to officially start the match

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The Choirboy pulled Daniel out of the corner, reached down with his right hand, clamped them over Daniel’s balls and began squeezing as hard as he could.  The scream erupted from Daniel’s mouth followed by loud whimpering.

“Hey, watch the low blows, let go,” the ref intoned.

“Bullshit.  He chose to wrestle naked so his balls are fair game,” the Choirboy replied.  “Low blows are anything covered by the trunks and since he isn’t wearing any….”.  He continued to squeeze.

“Nope.  Not this time Choirboy.  I’m aware of your reputation and reviewed the contract closely.  It only says no lows blows, doesn’t describe them, so that doesn’t work with me.”

“But it’s standard Redneck arena rules,” Choirboy replied.

“Not so,” the ref said.

Of course, while the debate raged on the Choirboy still held Daniel’s balls in his hands and was squeezing as hard a he could.  Daniel was turning red and was in a great deal of pain.

Finally, the ref realized what was happening and began counting the five count.  Just after passing four, the Choirboy dropped to his knees pulling his hand, and Daniel’s balls down sharply.  He released the balls just before the five count.  Daniel fell to the mat, dropped his hands to his balls and began rolling back and forth moaning in pain.

As the Choirboy stood the ref said “I’ve got my eyes on you.”

“Good, then you can see how a top-notch wrestler performs,” he smirked. 

He then turned towards Daniel as he writhed on the mat.  He walked over, smirked, and then began delivering a series of kick and stomps to the right bicep and shoulder.  Tiring of that, he grabbed the right wrist, pulled Daniel to the center of the ring.  He then knelt by Daniel’s side.  He placed his left hand on the pec, extended the right arm and grasped it at the wrist.  He then did a handstand and dropped down, driving his loaded kneepad into the bicep.  He did this twice more.  He ignored the grunts of pain coming from his opponent.

After the last knee drop, he stood up grabbed a handful of air and pulled Daniel to his feet.  He then twisted the right arm behind Daniel’s back, he then thrust his arm between Daniel’s legs, making sure to slam his bicep into Daniel’s nuts, lifted him up and delivered a bodyslam with Daniel’s right arm trapped under him when he hit the mat.

Laughing, the Choirboy pulled him back to his feet and then locked his arms around Daniel.  He lifted him into the air and then dropped him down onto his knee in a reverse atomic drop.  In this position, Daniel’s nuts absorbed the majority of the blow.  The air rushed from his mouth, which opened to try and scream, but he did not have the breath to do so.  He fell to the mat on his back.

“Hey, watch out for the low blows,” the ref began.

“Bullshit, that isn’t a low blow.  That is a legitimate wrestling move.  It’s not my fault that dumbfuck here decided to wrestle without protection.  That’s on him.”

The ref had to concede the point, but wasn’t happy about it.  In his old league this wouldn’t be happening but here he had no choice but to step back. 

The Choirboy then reached down, grabbed both ankles and spread the legs apart.

Sensing what was about to happen, the ref said “hey man, have a heart.”

The Choirboy just laughed as he delivered a leg drop between the spread legs with most of the force landing on Daniel’s cock.  He just threw his hands over his crotch and whimpered.

Choirboy quickly regained his feet, and reached down to pull Daniel to his feet.  It was a bit of a challenge as Daniel was mostly dead weight at the moment.  Choirboy once again trapped the right arm behind the back, bent Daniel over at the waist, placed his hand on Daniel’s ass and then charged across the ring to the opposing ring post.  Choirboy directed Daniel such that his shoulder went between the first and second ring rope and slammed full throttle into the hard ring post.  He then dropped to his knees and was hugging the corner as he tried to catch his breath.

Choirboy grabbed him by his ankles and jerked backward, dropping Daniel flat on his face into the mat.  Leaving the ring and jumping to the floor, the Choirboy again grabbed the right arm and began slamming the shoulder and bicep into the ring post.

The ref began the count to ten to get Choirboy back into the ring. The Choirboy timed his jerks into the ring post to coincide with the refs count.  At the count of nine, Choirboy dropped the arm and rolled into the ring, breaking the ten count.  He then immediately rolled out of the ring again. He reached under the ropes, grabbed Daniel and pulled him out on the Arena floor.  He trapped the right arm, behind the back, lifted Daniel up and charged full throttle into the cage surrounding the ring.  He made sure that the arm and shoulder slammed into one of the support posts.  He backed up and then did it again.

By this time the ref had managed to get out of the ring to try and take control of the action.  As he approached the two wrestlers, the Choirboy had turned Daniel face first into the fence and was pushing him into it as hard a possible.  His nose had actually gone between the links and his face was pressed into the fence.

The ref arrived and began screaming “Alright that is enough, break it up before I disqualify your damn ass.”

The Choirboy turned so that he was facing the ring and the ref, but he backed up so that the pressure on Daniel continued.  As the Choirboy argued with the ref, one of the Choirboy’s friends on the outside of the ring, produced a syringe, without a needle on it, stuck it into Daniel’s mouth and pushed the plunger rapidly discharging the contents into Daniel’s mouth. He timed it such that Daniel was taking a deep breath, so that the liquid was pulled in and swallowed.  Daniel gagged and coughed but most of the liquid went down.

Finally, starting to count, the ref was able to get the Choirboy to step away and back toward the ring.  Just before he moved, another of Choirboy’s friends had clamped on a pair of tit clamps joined by a chain to Daniel’s tits.  As the Choirboy stepped away and released the pressure, Daniel stepped back and fell toward the ring floor.  As he did so, the tit clamps were yanked from his tits causing great pain.

The Choirboy regained the ring and stood watching as the ref went over to Daniel.

“Hey, man, you want to submit,” he asked.

Daniel was seriously considering it, but before the could get his breath and say anything, he felt himself being pulled back to his feet.  The Choirboy had come to “assist him”.

“Nah, he doesn’t wish to submit.  He just needs a little help,” the Choirboy intoned as he threw Daniel into the corner ring post where Daniel stuck his head.  The Choirboy then lifted him up and rolled him back into the ring, before re-entering it himself.

The ref got between the two wrestler’s and pushed Choirboy back.

“Cut the shit before I disqualify your ass,” he screamed.

Choirboy laughed before he said, “hey this is the redneck arena and we are a rough crowd, if he doesn’t like it, he can always submit and stop the action.”  With this he sidestepped, the ref, and pulled Daniel to a standing position before locking him into a headlock.

As he turned Daniel away from the ref, the Choirboy whispered so that only Daniel could hear, “this is a little trick I learned so I can have some more fun at your expense.”

He then lifted Daniel’s chin and delivered a thrust into the exposed throat, hitting it at just the right angle and place.  The move was very illegal but what the ref didn’t see he couldn’t call.  The effect of the thrust was to paralyze the vocal cords such that Daniel couldn’t submit even if he wanted to.

As Daniel staggered back, he heard the Choirboy say, “unfortunately, you got a very pissed off Choirboy today.  Someone needs to pay and you are the unlucky bastard.”

The ref knew that something had occurred but wasn’t sure what and had no recourse.

Daniel staggered back into the ring corner.  Choirboy charged in driving a foot into the lower abs.  He followed this up by grabbing the second ring rope on each side and using them for added leverage, drove his shoulder into the gut.  With each blow, more air was pushed from Daniel’s lungs and the pain intensified.  The ref began counting and just as he reached five, the Choirboy stepped back.

Daniel wrapped both arms across his abdomen, having some trouble with his right arm, and then fell to the mat.

The Choirboy lifted his arms in a victory pose and walked around the ring as the crowd cheered their approval and appreciation.  As he passed the commissioner, he was given a double thumbs up sign.

The ref was asking Daniel if he wanted to give, but nothing was coming from his mouth as he struggled to catch his breath.  The Choirboy finished his circuit of the ring and walked over to Daniel.  He turned him onto his back and delivered a series of stomps into the abs, before pulling Daniel to his feet and then locking on an abdominal stretch.  At one point, the Choirboy grabbed Daniel by the air and pulled back.  Seeing the way, the head moved, the ref suspected something and moved around to see what was happening.

While the ref was distracted, the Choirboy reached out and began to gentle message Daniel’s nipples in an almost loving way.  For the next several minutes whenever the ref was out of position, the Choirboy would caress Daniel’s tits, his cock or his balls. The result was that Daniel’s cock was beginning to stiffen and rise.  Daniel could not mentally understand why he was getting a hard on while being mauled.  But Choirboy was an expert at manipulation.  Of course, he was greatly aided by the aphrodisiac that had been squirted into Daniel’s mouth.  Choirboy wasn’t just going for physical domination; he was going for mental and emotional humiliation.

Tiring of the abdominal stretch and wanting to move on to something else, the Choirboy delivered a fist into the stomach, and then the balls, and released the hold dropping Daniel to the mat. He quickly grabbed him by the hair and pulled him back to his feet. He bent him over and reached between his legs, squeezing the balls as his hand passed by, and then lifted Daniel into the air.  He then dropped down to one knee and dropped Daniel’s abdominals onto his outstretched knee.  He received a satisfying “oof” from Daniel.

He lifted him into the air and repeated the ab buster.  He delivered a series of five in a row, before dropping Daniel to the mat.  Daniel was hurting and was out of breath.  Not giving him any chance to rest, Choirboy stomped into the abs twice before dropping down to both his knees, between Daniel’s legs.  With an evil grin he began reaching toward the balls.

“Please no,” Daniel tried to say, but it came out more as a croak than anything. 

Laughing, Choirboy’s hands bypassed his opponents nuts just as the ref was getting ready to warn him.  Instead both his hands dug into the lower abdominals with a double claw.  In addition to clawing as hard as he could, Choirboy leaned forward and down, driving his hands deep into the abs and squashing everything.

Daniel felt the pain in his lower abs simply explode.  His instinct was to try and sit up, but that just put more strain on his abs and he dropped back down to the mat.  He began to moan loudly and rock back and forth. 

Choirboy laughed and said “Enjoy the show Danny boy.  You get to watch me make ab soup.  Just need to grind them up a little more.”  He then began releasing and then re-applying the series of claws as he moved around the abs.  Daniel’s gyration became almost hysterical as he tried to get out of the hold.

Then Daniel’s rational mind kick in and he forced himself to drop back and lie still.  It took a couple of moments, but then the ref realized that Daniel’s shoulders were down and he dropped and began his count.

“Nice try Danny boy, but I ain’t ready to stop just yet,” Choirboy responded.  As the ref’s hand approached the mat for the three count, the Choirboy jerked his hands sideways rolling Daniel’s shoulder up off the mat.  The count was broken.  He did this twice more, then released the claw and stood up.

As Daniel rolled on the mat, Choirboy stood over him and just laughed.  In spite of the pain in his abs, shoulder and balls, his cock had reached its full hardness and pointing straight up his body.  The aphrodisiac was working its strong magic.  Daniel was mortified to realized that he had a hard on and was confused by it as well.  How the hell could his cock be enjoying this.  For he certainly was not.

“Should I end this?”, he shouted out to the audience.  “Even though he seems to be enjoying it.”   He was met with a resounding “no” from the crowd.  He looked at the ref and said, “always give the monsters what they want,”

He then pulled Daniel to his feet.  As he was rising Daniel managed to say “please don’t”.  Choirboy turned him away from the ref and drove his fingers into Daniel’s throat, once again preventing him for voicing his submission.

He then bent Daniel over, locked his head under his armpit and lifted Daniel into the air.  He held him upside down for a minute.   The then dropped Daniel forward such that his midsection dropped down onto the top rope.  As Daniel bounced back up, Choirboy fell backward in a backward body slam driving Daniel’s back into the ring.  Once again, breathing became difficult as the air was expelled from his lungs. 

Choirboy stood and looked down at a stunned Daniel who was trying to force air into his lungs, even though the act of breathing was torture to his abs.  He then flipped Daniel over, straddled his back and sat downward while drawing the chin upward.  He had Daniel locked in a perfect Camel clutch.  Daniel was near the ropes but couldn’t quite reach them.

The Choirboy signaled for the crowd to be quite and wanting to see what he had in mind they did.  He then yelled.  “I think Danny boy here is stupid.  He misspelled his own name.  He was introduced as Dan “The D-e-s-t-r-o-y-e-r” Wang, with the Choirboy spelling out Destroyer, “When it is really Dan “The D-e-s-t-r-o-y-e-d” Wang.”  With this the crowd began hooting and hollering and indicating their approval.

“Okay, Danny the destroyed, I’m willing to end this, but it will take your cooperation.  You willing??”, Choirboy asked as he leaned down and whispered so that only Daniel could hear him.

Although Daniel couldn’t speak, he was able to move his head up and down.

“Here is the deal, I’m going to throw you outside the ring and distract the ref.  You are then going to crawl, on your hands and knees over to the commissioner.  He is going to pass you a one-year contract to wrestle exclusively in the Redneck Arena with the choice of matches and opponents up to the commissioner.  You up for that?”

Daniel was horrified at the thought as he knew what the commissioner would do to him, so he managed to shake his head no.

“Okay, suit yourself.  You had your chance.”

He dropped the camel clutch, grabbed Daniel by both legs and pulled him to the center of the ring. He then kicked Daniel square in the balls and dropped Daniel’s legs.

As the ref admonished him, Choirboy simply said “oops, bad aim.”

He then stood over Daniel, grabbed his legs and sat as if he was going to do a Boston Crab.  Once he was down, he locked the ankles under his armpit, grabbed Daniel’s wrists and stood back up.  He now had Daniel is a rocking Boston Crab, stretching out his abs, arms and legs.  Daniel’s abs and right shoulder bicep were screaming in pain.  A few tears escaped is eyes.  He would have screamed his submission if he could, but he couldn’t.

“Common Choirboy.  Have a little heart, you’ve got him beat,” the ref begged.

“Nah, Alex took the last of my heart with his shenanigans and until I can get to him, anybody else I get my hands on will have to pay.”  He then laughed his most evil laugh.  It was obvious that there was no mercy in him at the moment.

He then dropped Daniel back to the mat and settled into a traditional Boston Crab.  The ref would go the head to ask Daniel if he wanted to submit, and despite Daniel shaking his head yes, the ref couldn’t accept it.  Submissions in the Redneck Arena had to be spoken.   One of the commissioners more satisfying rules – satisfying to him at least not to the wrestlers so much.

Whenever the ref was out of view, Choirboy would reach down and squeeze, stretch or pound into the exposed balls.  Each time he did, Daniel would slam his hands into the mat and the ref would scurry around to check on Choirboy.  Each time he got there the Choirboy was looking innocent with his hands on Daniel’s thighs.

In spite of the tremendous pain in his body and his nuts, his cock remained hard and was even pulsing a little.

“Okay, Danny boy.  Offer number two,” Choirboy shouted over his shoulder.  “if you want to accept tap twice.”

Daniel’s hand slammed into the mat twice.  He would sign the damned contract.  The ref was confused as he did not know what was happening as he wasn’t privy to the earlier conversation.

“But the terms have changed slightly, “Choirboy chuckled.  “It’s now a two-year contract.  Do you still accept?”

Daniel wanted to reject the offer so his hands didn’t move.

“Offer is expiring in three, two and “, Choirboy chanted.

Before he got to one, Daniel slammed his hands down twice.  He was defeated and wanted this to end.

Choirboy released the hold, stood and pulled Daniel to his feet; Daniel was almost dead weight.  He locked Daniel into a full nelson exposing his full body to the audience with his cock rock hard for all to see.  He turned him around making sure everyone got a good look.  The crowd erupted into taunts and jeers.  Even the ref was amazed and couldn’t understand what was going on.

Choirboy released the hold, placed his hand behind Daniel’s head and charged him across the ring and through the ropes. Daniel hit the floor on the side opposite of the commissioner.  Choirboy screamed down to Daniel, “there is a time limit boy.”  He then made as if to exit the ring.

Trying to protect Daniel as much as possible, the ref got between Choirboy and the ropes and begin pushing him back into the ring.  “He’s had enough, give him a little time, end this, have a little heart” were some of the phrases the ref used as he continues to push Choirboy back.  The Choirboy continued to make efforts to get to the ropes, but not too much.  He was really only distracting the ref.

Daniel realized that he was in a world of hurt and had to act fast – well as fast as he could.  He pushed himself up to this hand and knees and began to crawl around the ring.  The jeers and taunts from the crowd were vicious.  Daniel’s friends who had come to support him were astonished and were beginning to lose a little respect for him.

The crowd watched as Daniel made the “crawl to hell” as he thought of it, for he knew what was waiting for him, but then at least the match would be over with.  When he reached were the commissioner was standing, Daniel looked up at him from his knees.  The commissioner laughed and slide the signature page through the fence along with a pen.

“Give me two glorious years of wrestling, jobber boy,” he laughed.

Daniel shuttered.  He thought about refusing, but knew the consequences if he did.  He was also disgusted and confused by the pleasure he felt in his cock as it was throbbing, while the rest of his body screamed in pain.  He signed the document and then slide it back out to the commissioner.  The commissioner then looked into the ring and gave Choirboy a thumbs up as he intoned “missioned accomplished.”

The Choirboy reciprocated the thumbs up, dropped down to his back and rolled out of the ring.  He went over and picked Daniel up, before the ref realized what was happening.  Choirboy turned and charged toward the ring post slamming Daniel’s back into the post and stretching him over both sides.  He did this once more before rolling Daniel back into the ring.  The ref was trying so hard to help Daniel, that he hadn’t even started the count.  He was definitely out of his element in this league.

Choirboy stayed on the outside of the ring, maneuvered Daniel so that one leg was on each side of the ring post and grabbed by the ankles.  The ref was trying to stop him, but the Choirboy just laughed and fell backward.  When he did, Daniel was pulled across the ring mat until his ball slammed into the ring post.  The shock was so great that Daniel sat up in the ring as his hands went to protect his crotch. The only sound was his exploding breath. Tears were streaming down his face.

Once Daniel’s balls had hit the ring post, Choirboy didn’t let go but just leaned back, pulling the balls tighter against the post.  The ref was trying to physically remove Choirboy until he finally got his senses and began counting.  Choirboy waited until eight, dropped the legs and rolled back into the ring.  He grabbed Daniel by the arms and drug him back into the middle of the ring.

He sat behind Daniel, locked on a full nelson and began pushing his head toward his chest.  Choirboy locked his legs around Daniel’s lower trunk and began to squeeze.

The ref was asking Daniel to submit, but Daniel couldn’t quite mutter the words aloud yet.

Choirboy leaned down to his ears and said “always negotiate a definitive end.  I am going to end this match but not before I have a little more fun.”

Daniel whimpered as he heard this.

“Unless of course you want me to end this now.”  He could feel Daniel trying to nod yes.

“I’ll end this now, if you agree to spend the next 72 hours with me.  I’ll have some fun and maybe you will too, but that’s not my objective.  I promise no permanent physical damage will be done.  Your mental state will be up to you.”

 

Daniel shuddered at the implication but nodded yes, because he just wanted this to be over.  Choirboy smiled, dropped Daniel to the mat, he then reached down grabbed Daniel by his ankles and rolled Daniel up so that his shoulders were on the mat and Daniel was looking up at his own cock.

As the ref maneuvered into position to start the count, Choirboy reached around and began rubbing around Daniel’s asshole.  As the ref’s hand hit the mat for the count of three, Daniel began cumming with spurt after spurt raining down onto his face and chest.

The crowd roared with laughter while’s Daniel’s friends looked on in disgust.  Shaking their heads, they headed for the exit.  Daniel could get home on his own.  They, of course, were not aware that Daniel wasn’t headed home.

Choirboy dropped Daniel to the mat, stood and had his hands raised in victory.  The ref was looking back at Daniel with a sense of pity, disgust and other emotions that he wasn’t sure of.  In this league, like Dorothy, he wasn’t in Kansas anymore.

After raising the winner’s hand, the ref went over to check on Daniel who was dazed and out of it.  Not to mentioned mortified that he had gotten hard and cum while being destroyed in the ring.

After his victory laps, Choirboy hopped out of the ring, reached under the ropes, grabbed Daniel by the legs and began pulling him out of the ring.

The ref began to yell, “Hey the damned match is over, enough is enough.  Haven’t you done….”

The Choirboy just laughed, “Relax, the match is over.  You and I are going to help cumface here back to the locker room.”  Several in the crowd had heard this and began chanting “cumface, cumface, cumface” until the entire arena was chanting it.  The commissioner was laughing uproarishly at this.

The ref stood on one side, Choirboy on the other, each with one of Daniel’s arms draped over their shoulder, they began the long walk around the ring, down the entrance and back to the locker room. The cum dripped down Daniel’s face onto his body. He could tell that he was blushing.

As the exited the ring area, Choirboy looked over at a couple of friends, winked and mouthed, “we’ll see you guys soon.”

Thus, ended the debut of Daniel “The Destroyer” Wang and began the career of the newest jobber boy in Redneck Arena-- Daniel “Cumface” Wang!

If you stood around the wrestler’s entrance long enough, you would have seen a naked, handcuffed, gagged, collared and leashed Danny boy being led out of the Arena by the Choirboy for his promised weekend.  They were picked up in a van by several of Choirboy’s friends.  Daniel’s real initiation in the Redneck Arena was just beginning.