[Happy Thanksgiving to my American readers. This wasn't supposed to be published until Dec. 1, but I thought I would give you something for the holiday, making your family wonder why you had that smile on your face. I know that at least ONE of you should. As usual, let me know what you think.]
The Little Colonel’s Bad Advice
(Cumface Dan vs
Tank)
By
The Mangler
“Nice showing on that last match. A little deviousness in you after all.”
“Well, I’m learning a lot being here and at the Arena.”
“Maybe it’s time to take it to the next level.”
“What do you mean?”
“Time to try a different match style. I would propose a submission match where the
winner determines the terms.”
“How does that work.”
“Suppose you had me in a hold that I wanted to submit
to. You would tell me what terms you
would be willing to accept to allow me to submit. If I said no the match continues, even if I
do submit it is not valid.”
“I don’t know that sounds awfully dangerous, at least at my skill level.”
Tank stepped closer and began running his hand across
Dan’s exposed pecs, paying particular attention to the nipples.
“Nonsense. We all
have to start somewhere. And it could be so much fun.”
When Tank tweaked the nipples, Dan felt his cock starting
to stir.
“Fun, ffff…. For
whom?”
“Why the winner at least and probably the loser as
well. So, how about a submission match
between me and you?”
Dan shivered as a particularly strong wave of pleasure
passed over him.
“I don’t know, you are so much more skilled… and devious
than I am.”
“All the more reason.
Some on the job training.” Tank
then leaned over and sucked one of Dan’s tits into his mouth and worked it
gently with his teeth and tongue. Dan
sucked his teeth with pleasure. Tank then
pulled back. “Tell you what. How about this. We will let Chad referee and if he thinks
things are getting out of hand or the terms are too severe he can stop the
match with no hard feelings. If he
doesn’t stop it, then things must be okay.”
As he said this Tank grabbed a hold of Dan’s groin. “Well maybe one or two hard feelings.”
“I don’t know….”
“Come on, you trust Chad don’t you? You don’t think he would let anything too bad
happen to you?” Tank responded as he
slipped his hand into Dan’s tight shorts and began caressing the cockhead. A large shudder ran through Dan.
“Yeah, I do trust him.
But still. Maybe I should talk to
him.”
Tank continued with the action on the cock head while he
again sucked one tit into his mouth. His
other hand began pinching and massaging the other tit.
After a few seconds, Tank removed his mouth, but kept
both other hands busy.
“It’s a time limited offer, and time is almost up,” Tank said.
He then increased the pressure with both hands.
“Okay, fine, fine,” Dan husked.
“Great,” Tank replied as he removed one hand from Dan’s
body.
“Don’t stop,” Dan huffed.
“Hey we have to save something for the match.” Using his free hand, Tank then called a
passing Spike over as the other hand continued to work the cockhead.
“Look, Dan and I would like to have a match. A winner dictates terms of submission
match. You know about those don’t you?”,
Tank asked.
“Yeah, I do. Dan
are you really up for one of those. They
can get rough.”
Tank increased the pressure on the cockhead and returned the
other hand to Dan’s nipple. Dan sighed
in contentment.
“Yeah, I know it cab, but Tank has a modification that
makes sure it doesn’t get too rough.”
As Tank explained the modification to Spike, his hands
continued their manipulation on Dan’s body but making sure he didn’t allow Dan
to cum. When he had finished the
explanation, Spike just looked at Tank and saw the devious little smile
there. Dan’s eyes were closed and his
head was tossed back. Spike knew that
Dan was now thinking with the little colonel, but hey Dan was a grown man and
could make his own decisions.
“Okay, sounds good to me. Hey, Wrestledaddy come over
here.” The wrestler turned and walked
over being sure not to look Spike in the eyes.
Tank repeated all the terms of the match, Dan agreed and
Spike and Wrestledaddy witnessed it. They
set the match time for two hours from then.
Immediately after that was accomplished, Tank locked his lips and teeth on Dan’s other
nipple and proceeded to lightly bite it while playing with the other nipple and
stroking the cockhead. Suddenly Dan’s
entire body tensed and he shot his load inside his shorts and over Tank’s hands. Tank pulled his hand out of the shorts and
wiped the cum onto Dan’s lips.
“See you in two hours, Cumlips, errr Cumface,” Tank said
as he began to walk toward one of his gang members. Dan was not aware of the wink that Tank threw
at Spike who also walking away. Spike just laughed. He knew tank was up to something.
“Did he take the bait?”
“Oh, yeah but only with the “special stipulations” about
Chad.”
The gang member just laughed. “Perfect that will just mean an extra body
for us. Everything is set and ready to
play out.”
Tank just laughed, slapped his gang member on the back
and they walked away.
“We’ll have to keep an eye on Brice as well,” Tank said.
“Ooooh, I’d love to get my hands on all those muscles.”
As Dan was coming down from his orgasmic high, he began
to have second thoughts but he was a man of his word.
“You fucking agreed to what?” Chad roared as Brice just shook his head.
“A winner sets the acceptance submission match with Tank,
the leader of the Demons.”
“Are you out of what little of your goddamn fucking tiny
brain that you have?? He is going to eat you alive and have lots of fun
afterwards.”
Dan was feeling even more unsure now, but summoned up his
courage. He then explained the special stipulation for the match.
Brice chimed in, “you really think that is going to
help? He is still devious and
talented. And Chad will let him demand
quite a lot.”
“Damn straight I will.
Your fucking mouth writes the check, then be prepared for your body to
cash it in.”
Dan looked like a deer in the headlights.
“Don’t worry, you’ll survive. Besides this might be a good lesson for
you.” He then reached over and tweaked
Dan’s nipple. “Don’t mix negotiation and
sex. It never works out well.”
He then sent Dan into the cabin to relax.
“You know damned well that Tank is up to something,” Brice stated.
“I know, that is why you need to be there helping to look
out for Tank and the Demons and whatever they are up to,” Chad replied.
“You know it.
Let’s go and give the damned fucking idiot what advice we can.” They turned and entered the cabin.
As Dan approached the ring, he noted that Tank was
standing in one corner talking to Butch and that Samson was sitting, naked and
collared, at the feet of Skull, who was loosely holding the leash attached to
the collar. Tank was dressed in a black
singlet, with flames around what could only be called a Demon, as well as black
wrestling boots and knee pads.
As Dan passed Spike, Spike spoke out and said “you need
to keep your wits about you or you will be in trouble. Tank does whatever it takes to win.”
Dan nodded to show that he heard Spike, but continued on
to the ring where he hopped onto the apron and then between the ropes to enter
the ring. He stood in the corner
opposite Tank. He was dressed in deep
red square cut wrestling trunks, white wrestling boots and knee pads.
“As you can see, our two combatants are already in the
ring. Wearing the red trunks is
Daniel “Cumface” who stands 6’2 and weighs in at 225. His opponent wearing the sexy singlet is none
other than the Leader of the notorious Demons, Tank. He stands 6’1 and weighs 110 pounds. Tonight’s match is a “Stakes Submission”
match. What that means, for you newbies,
is that only a submission can end the match.
However, the wrestler who is winning gets to set the terms of the
submission. If the one who wants to
submit, refuses the terms the match goes on.
There are some limits to the stakes one can propose but not many.”
Tank shot the announcer a sneer and single finger salute
when his singlet was referred to as sexy.
He and the announcer would be having “words” later. At least that was what the announcer was
hoping.
“Tonight, is not a typical Stakes Submission match in
that a Special Referee has been appointed.
If he feels at any time a wrestler is getting in over his head, or
headed for serious harm, he may stop the match but only if the wrestler in
trouble agrees for the ref to stop it.”
“Tonight’s special ref, at the insistence of Tank..” A loud rumble broke out among the crowd with
snatches of phrases, like “unfair”, “come on” and some boos.
“SHUT UP FUCKWARDS.
As I was saying, tonight’s special ref is Cumface’s good friend,
Chhhaaaddd.” The crowd turned as Chad walked down the
aisle. They begin cheering and
catcalling. Several fans reached out and
stroked Chad.
Chad was an impressive sight on a normal occasion. He
stood 6’7” tall and weighed in at over 300 pounds. His body was very well muscled from his
strenuous farm work. He had a covering
of black hair across his chest, arms and legs.
Today he was dressed in ref’s attire. But special attire just for
him. He was wearing an open leather vest
that was black and white stripped. This
complimented his black compression shorts.
Between the vest and tight-fitting shorts, there wasn’t much left to the
imagination. Especially not the slobber
inducing bulge.
Chad stepped up onto the ring apron and then stepped over
the top rope. As he did so, he was
greeted by further cheers.
As Chad was entering the ring, Brice was positioning
himself near the other Demon members in the audience to keep an eye on
them. He failed to notice the two
members that were behind him because they were dressed like college kids and
had the soft faces to go along with it.
Chad looked out and saw that Brice was in place, he then
called the two combatants to the middle of the ring.
“All right you both know the deal so I don’t really have
to go over the rules and stipulations do I?”
Both men just nodded.
Looking at Tank he said, “Remember I can stop the match
if, in my discretion, it should be stopped.”
Again, both wrestlers just nodded.
The ref proceeded to check both wrestlers for foreign
objects, paying special attention to Tank but also doing a thorough job with
Dan. He then sent them back to their
corners to await the bell. Having
learned the hard way from the heels he had wrestled, Dan was smart enough to back to his corner.
Tank, in an apparent show of distain for his opponent,
flicked his hand at Dan and then turned and walked back to his corner. He shot a wink at Butch and made sure that
Brice could see it. Brice then went on heightened alert.
Chad signaled for the bell and the two wrestlers
approached the middle of the ring. Tank
threw his left hand up in a challenge for a test of strength. He got a questioning look on his face as he
did so as if saying to Dan, “You man enough to do it?”
Being taller and heavier, Dan did not hesitate to lift
his left hand. The two wrestlers then
very carefully intertwined their fingers.
They repeated the maneuver with the other hand. Once all the fingers were locked into place
they began trying to power each other
down. After several seconds of this,
Tank stopped pressing, causing Dan’s hands to start coming down. Before Tank’s wrists bent too far, he quickly
threw both hands out to the side and down before powering his hold again.
These moves had caught Dan off guard and he suddenly felt
himself being lifted up to his toes by the pressure applied to his fingers,
hands and arm. As he struggled, Tank
again relaxed and threw the hands out to the sides. He dropped his head and shoulders, charged
Dan, slamming his shoulder into the abs and then continued pushing Dan
backwards until Dan’s back impacted the ring corner.
Tank disengaged their hands, grabbed the middle rope and
used them to propel his shoulder into Dan’s abs twice more before releasing the
rope and standing up. He turned with his
back to Dan, backed into him, grabbed his head with both hands, took one or two
steps into the ring and flipped Dan over his back and shoulders causing Dan to
slam into the mat and even bounce up.
While Dan was slightly stunned by the move, he quickly
recovered and began to sit up in preparation of standing, when Tank’s knee
impacted into the back of his head. For
after releasing Dan’s head, Tank had waited until the right time to charge and
deliver a knee strike. The force of the
blow caused Dan’s upper body to flex forward and then spring back to an upright
position on his way to slamming back into the mat. However, he actually felt himself slamming into
Tank and Tank’s right arm coming around his neck and locking with the left
hand. He was now in a chin lock.
Chad checked to make sure it wasn’t a choke and then
stepped back. Tank continued to crank on
the pressure. Once he had regained some semblance of “normality” after the knee
to the back of the head, Dan slammed his right elbow into Tank’s side. He repeated this several more times before
Tank released the hold and slipped to the side.
Wasting no time, Dan was immediately up on his feet to again confront
Tank.
“Nice moves,” Dan said.
“Of course, they were,” was the response.
The two wrestlers circled for a moment before Dan
suddenly leaped from the canvas and slammed both his feet into Tank’s chest
with a standing drop kick. The force of
the blow sent Tank into the ropes, while Dan dropped to the mat. When Tank bounced off he was met by both of
Dan’s feet in the stomach with the hands grabbing his head and Tank then being
flipped over Dan’s body and slamming back first into the mat. You could hear the wind leaving him as he
hit. Dan regained his feet and turned
toward Tank, or where he should have been, but Butch had reached under the
ropes, grabbed his feet and pulled him out of the ring and helped him up.
“Hey, Butch, get the goddamn fuck away from the
ring. I’m sure Tank doesn’t need your
help to wrestle,” Chad screamed at him.
“No, but he needs someone to help balance your
partisanship!”
Chad laughed.
“Tank is the one who wanted me and he is the one that has to deal with
that. Interfere again and this match is
over with and Dan gets to declare the terms.”
Butch laughed as the threw both hands up in the air and
walked backwards. When Butch had grabbed
Tank’s feet and pulled him out of the ring, Brice had stood in preparation in
case he was needed. But seeing that
nothing else was going to occur, he sat back down. Concentrating on the action in the ring, he
failed to realize that two members of the Demons had taken the seats directly behind
him.
After finding that Tank had been hauled out of the ring,
instead of pushing his attack, Dan stood back and re-assed his situation. As Butch began to back away, Chad started the
10 count for Tank being outside the ring.
Tank warily, reached up and grabbed the middle rope and
slowly began to haul himself up the ring apron.
Dan started over to “help” Tank back into the ring. Once he got close enough and reached out,
Tank used his legs and the arm holding the rope to propel himself between the
first and second rope and slam his head into Dan’s abs. His head hit very low in the abs, but not low
enough to be considered a low blow.
Dan staggered back from the blow, while Tank continued
into the ring. He quickly grabbed Dan in
a headlock, and executed a running bulldog, slamming Dan headfirst into the
mat. Instead of standing up, Tank rolled
over onto Dan’s back, grabbed him under the chin and lifted him up in a sitting
chin lock. Releasing one hand at a time,
so as to maintain the hold, he was then able to bring Dan’s arms over his
knees, locking in a Boston crab. He
leaned back as much as he could.
Dan had to endure the hold until his senses returned
somewhat after the slam of his head to the mat.
When he did, he realized that he was near the ropes and was able to free
his left arm and reach out and grab the ropes.
“Release the hold, he has his hand on the ropes,” the ref
demanded.
“That’s a pussy’s way to get out of a hold, not a real
mans,” Tank replied as he released the hold.
He then stood and delivered two stomps and then a knee into the back
before Chad pushed him away.
“Let him up,” Chad warned
“Nah, I’ll just make this legal,” Tank said as he grabbed
the ankles and pulled Dan into the middle of the ring, before letting go of Dan
and stepping back. Dan pushed himself up
to his hands and knees, when Tank charged across the ring and delivered a punt
kick into Dan’s abdomens. The blow
lifted him off the mat and flipped him over so that he landed on his back. Tank dropped down to deliver a headbutt into
the abs, but Dan was able to continue rolling so that all Tank’s forehead impacted
was the ring. He definitely saw stars.
Knowing that he had to seize the advantage, Dan rolled
Tank to a sitting position, knelt behind him and locked on a sleeper hold. Hopefully with Tank this dazed, Dan could end
this quickly.
Chad checked to make sure it wasn’t a choke hold then
stepped back. As Chad noted Tank to be
fading, he went over, bent down, and lifted the arm and let is drop. It dropped straight down. On the second
attempt he had the same result. When Chad
dropped the hand for the third time, the hand stayed up.
As Chad started to rise from his bent over position, Tank
grabbed hold of the ref’s leather vest and yanked pulling Chad off balance and
forward where Chad and Dan’s heads slammed together. Both Chad and Dan dropped to their butts on
the mats, shaking their heads. Dan had
released the sleeper. Tank rolled out
under the bottom rope where he shook his head to regain his senses.
Tank re-entered the ring, just as Chad and Dan resumed
their feet.
“I should disqualify you for that move,” Chad screamed at
Tank.
“What are you talking about?” Tank asked while looking
quizzingly. “I don’t remember anything illegal.”
“When you grabbed me asshole.”
“I didn’t grab you,” Tank said with sincerity. Well false sincerity since he knew exactly
what he did but he wasn’t going to admit it.
Suddenly Tank was spun around as Dan grabbed him by the
wrist and flung him into the opposing ropes.
As he came off the rope, Dan drove a boot deep into the abs, causing a
whooshing sound from Tank. Dan then
locked a headlock on and dropped down to the canvas in a DDT.
Chad, seeing that Dan had regained the advantage, dropped
any concern about Tank grabbing him.
Dan grabbed a leg and then the chin, stuck his foot into
the back and then flexed Tank into a bow and arrow on the mat. He pulled as hard as he could as if he was
trying to pull Tank into two pieces.
Knowing that the hold would not lead to a win, Dan
released the hold after he thought he had done enough damage. He regained his feet and pulled Tank up at
the same time. He scooped Tank up and
delivered a body slam. He repeated the move twice more and then rolled Tank up
for a pin.
Chad only managed to get to 1 and ½ with the count before
Tank kicked out of the hold. Even though a pin fall wouldn’t end the match, it
would get a short break and show Tank that Dan was a serious opponent. Dan stood back as Tank stood. The two opponents just looked at each other
and they slowly circled the ring. They
then met up for an old fashion collar and elbow and jockeyed for control.
Without warning, Dan stepped into the hold and tried to hip
check Tank to the mat. However, Tank had
anticipated this and managed to lean backward and prevent the move. He reached up with his right hand and racked
Dan across the eyes, causing him to loosen the hold. Tank then escaped. Chad suspected what had happened but was not
in position to see it so he said nothing.
As Dan stepped back, Tank delivered a football tackle by
knocking Dan’s feet out from under him.
He slammed into the mat. Tank then lay beside Dan and locked on a
guillotine, stretching Dan out. He
actually managed to roll Dan so that both shoulders were down and got a 2 count
before Tank rolled him off his shoulders.
He wasn’t going for any pinfall.
A cheer went up from the audience as they were enjoying a
hard fought battle. Many were impressed
with Dan holding his own against Tank.
Of course, that only pissed Tank off and the Demons were giving him
shit.
The two wrestlers began to approach each other when Dan
again went for a standing drop kick. Tank
managed to see the move in time and simple dropped to the mat so that Dan’s
feet only hit air and he dropped to the mat and rolled. Tank was ready for him, and as Dan got to his
knees, Tank delivered a headbutt into the lower chest upper abdomen, knocking
Dan to his back. He followed this up
with two fists and two knee drops to the abs.
He ignored Chad’s admonishment about the fists.
Tank pulled Dan to his feet, lifted him up and dropped
him abs first across his knee. He pulled
Dan up again, tossed him into the ropes and delivered a knee to the gut as Dan ricochet
off the ropes. The force of the blow
caused Dan to somersault before slamming to the mat.
Tank sat on Dan’s chest and began a series of fist to the
abdomen. He stopped the fists and stood
only when Chad got to a count of five.
“Protecting the pussy I see,” Tank taunted Chad as he pulled
Dan up to his knees. “Well let’s try
something else then, Mr. Ref,” Tank smirked.
Chad ignored the taunting but was on alert for any dirty tricks that
Tank might have in mind. Tanked winked
at Butch.
He placed Dan’s right arm across his neck and shoulders
like a buddy would. Tank placed Dan’s
left arm around Tank’s left shoulder and brought it out under his armpit. He then flexed and lifted Dan into the
air. Dan was now in a variant of the
over the shoulder backbreaker in that instead of being on both shoulders, he
was only on the left shoulder with his legs dangling down Tank’s front. Tank then began to turn around causing Dan’s
feet to lift out.
Chad had to step back to avoid being hit by Dan’s legs as
Tank spun him around. On the third turn,
Tank took two steps toward Chad such that Dan’s feet and ankles slammed into
Chad’s neck and upper body. The blow
knocked Chad off his balance and he stumbled back into one of the corners. As soon as he hit the corner, Butch reached
under the rope and grabbed the left ankle, while Ace, another Demon, reached
under and grabbed the right. Both Butch
and Ace used their free hands to reach up and push Chad forward. As he was
falling forward, they yanked on the ankles, such that when Chad hit the mat,
his balls were slammed into the ring post.
Butch and Ace then pushed Chad partially back into the
ring and again slammed Chad’s nuts into the corner. Chad screamed and saw stars. Butch reached under the ring rope and grabbed
Chad’s right arm and used it to pull him out of the ring. Once outside the ring, Butch tucked Chad’s
head under his armpit and dropped down into a DDT. He lifted Chad back up and let Ace do the
same. Chad was now a little out of it.
Butch produced a leather hood which was quickly placed
over Chad’s head and velcrod shut. On
the back of the hood were attached two leather pieces. Chad was sat up against the ring post, the
two leather pieces were wrapped around the ring and laced tight. Chad was now attached to the ring post by the
hood. His hands were brought around his
back and the ring post and handcuffed into place. A leather covered piss gag was then forced
into Chad’s mouth and the straps also placed around the ring post. Chad was now sitting bound to the ring post
with his mouth forced open.
“Looks like an open invitation to me,” Butch laughed as
he undid his codpiece and removed his large cock. He inserted the head of the
cock into the piss gag. “One, two,
three,” Butch counted orally and by raising his fingers. The audience on that side began counting with
him. Once he hit three, he shoved the
full extent of his cock into Chad’s mouth causing him to gag. Butch then began to skull fuck Chad with no
thought of his comfort. For the rest of
the match, Chad was going to be fed Demon cock, cum and piss.
As soon as Brice saw Butch reach under the ropes, he made
a move for the ring. However, he quickly
found himself slamming into the turf as Ice, one of the demons, tackled him
from behind. As he hit the turf his head
slammed into the ground. A second demon
appeared, reached down, grabbed the hair on the back of Brice’s head and
pounded his forehead into the ground several times until he was groggy.
Several members of the Demons then appeared. Brice was turned over, had leather cuffs
applied to his ankles and wrists and those cuffs were then attached to anchors
that the Demons had placed in the ground earlier. Knifes came out and Brice’s clothes were cut
away. He was now naked and tied
spreadeagled on the ground. As he
started to shout, Ice, who had stripped naked and was extremely hairy, proceed
to sit with his ass on Brice’s face to muffle any sounds. Brice’s impressively muscled body was on full
display.
“Hey, he isn’t calling for any help so he must like
it,” he joked.
There was no indication that anyone was trying to
help. They all wanted to see what was
going to happen plus they didn’t want to get on the Demon’s bad side. The orange clad “safety officers” just looked
at each other and shrugged their shoulders.
Such was life at the Campground.
“Start licking, butt wipe. I want to feel your tongue.”
When Brice didn’t immediately obey, Ice slapped on open
palm into Brice’s balls. He continued to
do so until he felt Brice’s tongue on his asshole. For the rest of the match, Brice was going to
be giving rim jobs to any Demon who wanted one, an activity that he didn’t
particularly like.
However, he was also going to get some pleasure as a
couple of twinks from the audience came over and began to physically admire his
muscles, cock and balls in a loving fashion, after getting Ice’s permission. Once they had Brice cock’s up to its full
size, a tight leather cock ring was applied to help maintain the erection. If
Brice’s tongue slowed down Ice delivered a painful slap to the balls to correct
that.
The twinks were experts at not only inducing pleasure,
but also at edging. So, while Brice’s
body felt overwhelming waves of desire while he was engaged in an activity he
didn’t like, he was not allowed to com.
Patriot, Spike and his boys, Wrestledaddy and Bully,
stood by watching all the events unfold.
“Should we do anything,” Wrestledaddy asked.
“Nah, they are all big boys, some bigger than others, and
they can handle themselves,” Spike replied.
“Hey Spike, I think both of those positions would be good
for you,” Choirboy piped in from behind the group.
“Keep dreaming dickwad.
You ain’t man enough to make either happen,” Spike responded.
“We’ll see, we’ll see,” Choirboy murmured under his
breath as he walked on.
Back in the ring, Tank tired of the hold and dropped Dan
to the mat. He did not stay there for
long, as Tank had picked him back up and hung him in a tree of woe, in the same
corner that Chad was now giving blowjobs, so Dan could hear the gags and flesh
slapping flesh, although he didn’t yet know what it was. Tank stood back and began using Dan’s abs as
a speed bag, slamming fist after fist into the rapidly weaking abs. When he tired of this, he slammed a hard open
palm slap into Dan’s balls, causing Dan to twist and turn until his leg was
free and he fell into a heap in the corner.
Tank reached down, grabbed a handful of hair and pulled Dan
to a standing position. Tank stood chest
to chest, slightly off to the side, reached his right hand down and grabbed a
handful of balls and began squeezing.
Dan began to moan and grunt.
“Where’s you little buddy who is protecting you, huh?”
Tank inquired as he slowly increased the pressure. “Guess he found more useful things to do.”
Dan was looking around and not seeing Chad as the pain
reached a crescendo. Tank laughed,
released the balls and pulled Dan over to the ropes and draped him across the
second rope and sat on his back.
“Hey Dan, where’s your friend the ref who should be
stopping this?” Tank inquired. Laughing he grabbed Dan by the head and
turned him to the corner where Chad was getting skull fucked by Butch. “Oh, there he is. Such a selfish friend, thinking of his own
needs and desire before yours. Oh, well,
I guess it was inevitable that he was going to betray you.”
When Dan realized what was happening he felt of shiver of
fear go through him because he was now alone against Tank. He knew he was really going to have to fight
now.
Tank stood up, grabbed both ankles, pulled Dan back to
the middle of the ring and immediately went into a Boston crab. Before he could completely set the hold,
however, Dan raised himself on his forearms and flexed his lower legs
catapulting Tank off him and to the mat on his back. Both wrestlers regained their feet quickly,
but Dan felt every movement with his back, abs and pecs.
Tank rushed at Dan and pushed him backward into the
ropes. He quickly trapped the arms
between the first and second rope, and pushed each ankle behind the bottom
rope. Dan was now just hanging there.
“Didn’t have a chance to do any speed work this week, so
I’ll have to improvise.” With that, Tank
began using Dan’s abs and pecs as a punching bag, slamming fists in rapidly and
hard until he heard Dan say, “No more,”.
Tank stopped punching, stepped up to Dan and ran his
hands across Dan’s nipples lovingly. As
he did this he leaned forward and said, “I decide when it is ‘no more’,
boy.” He laughed, stepped back and began
punching again.
Finally tiring of the action, Tank released Dan from the
ropes and he attempted to fall to the mat but Tank held him up until he lifted
him up cross body style and then dropped him abs first across his outstretched
knee. Dan grunted and then rolled off
the knee onto the mat. Tank quickly
stripped Dan of his trunks and his jockstrap, throwing them to the middle of
the ring.
He pulled Dan up, applied a full nelson, and walked Dan
over so that he was in the corner where Butch and Chad were. He pushed Dan close to the ropes, so that
Butch was able to reach up with his right hand and grab the scrotum and pull
down, trapping the balls in the bottom.
He then used his left hand to begin slamming punches into the
balls. The pain shot up through him to
his very core as he cried out. Butch
never stopped fucking Chad’s mouth.
Patriot looked over at Spike. “Do you think we need to get involved?”
“Nope. Dan agreed
to this and there is no better lesson than experience. It may get rough, but Tank will keep it
within bounds and if not then we will intervene,” Spike replied as he reached
down and adjusted his hardening cock in his jeans.
After ten or so blows, Butch slammed his cock full depth
into Chad’s mouth and shot off a series of ejaculations. When he finished, he released Dan’s scrotum,
sighed, pulled his cock out of Chad’s mouth and said, “Nice job there jobber
boy. NEXT.” Without hesitation, another of the Demons
stepped up to take his place. The fucking
began anew
When Butch let go of Dan’s scrotum, Tank lifted him from
his feet and walked him back to the middle of the ring. As he released Dan, he
spun him around and repeated his abs buster from before. As Dan lay curled on the mat, Tank knelt
beside him and pulled him up to a sitting position. He locked his legs around Dan’s waist and
applied a sleeper hold and locked both in.
As Dan struggled to remain awake Tank kept whispering in his ear,
“you’re going to be all mine, boy. All
mine. But not quite yet. ”
As Dan was nearing complete collapse, Tank released the sleeper and drove a forearm
across the upper back causing Dan to slam back to reality. Tank laughed as he released his legs from the
waist, and pulled Dan flat on the mat.
He mounted Dan, sitting on his chest facing the feet, and locked both of
his hands into an abdominal claw, digging deeply into the weakened muscles. As he applied the claws he also leaned in
with as much pressure as possible. This resulted in Dan becoming immediately aware of
a pain radiating from his abs.
Dan went from a stupor, from the sleeper, to fully awake
within seconds. It took some time for
him to realize what was happening. Once he did, he began to twist and turn trying
to dislodge Tank, but not meeting with much success.
“You want out, boy?
Okay, but remember you asked for it,” Tank said as he released the
claws. He threw his right hand up,
balled it into a fist, and slammed it down into the middle of Dan’s abs. Tank could feel the air rushing across his
back as it was forcibly expelled from Dan.
Tank got up to his feet and looked down at a moaning Dan, who had
brought both hands across his abs, rubbing them.
Tank pulled Dan to his feet and locked on a abdominal
stretch putting as much pressure on the abs as possible. He reached out to grab
the top rope to increase the pressure.
Seeing this, Butch jumped up onto the ring apron, causing Tank to
release the rope and grab the hand. The Demon
then leaned back from the apron, putting as much pressure as possible onto
Dan’s abs, via tank’s hand. As Chad was
busy sucking cock, there was no ref to call for a break and no one else seemed
interested in assisting either. Well, Brice
would have if he could have seen what was happening but his view was blocked by
the hairy ass sitting on his face.
Tank released Butch’s hand and said “get another member
ready for ring post ball pull.” Butch
dropped to the ground and waved another of the Demons over and explained what
was about to happen.
Tank slammed a fist into the abs and then dropped Dan to
the mat. He rolled him over so that he
was on his back and turned him so that his feet were facing the corner. Butch and his fellow Demon, each reached in,
grabbed an ankle, screamed “bonsai” and yanked Dan balls first into the ring
post. Instead of releasing him, each of
the demons then locked on a one-legged leg bar and dropped downward. Dan now
had two 200 + pounds guys hanging off his lower body pulling his balls into the
ring post. He had set up and grabbed the
turnbuckles in an attempt to relieve some of the pain.
Tank just laughed, grabbed a handful of Dan’s hair and
yanked him free from the turnbuckle and slammed him back onto the mat. The
pressure on his balls remained. Tank
then sat on the upper abs facing Dan’s face.
He then locked each of hands into the exposed armpits and applied a
double pec claw, while also bouncing his ass down into the abs. Dan continuously screamed although he didn’t
know specifically where the pain was coming from as his pecs, abs and balls
were all screaming in pain. Dan
occasionally called for the ref, but Chad was busy giving blow jobs – or more
accurately receiving vicious skull fuckings. Either way he was swallowing cum
and piss.
As Dan’s voice became more horse, he started begging Tank
to accept his submission.
“Nah, way too early for that Cumface. A lesson needs to be taught here and besides
I’m having a lot of fun. Aren’t you??”
Tank released the pec claw stood up, slammed his foot
down into the abs, turned toward his gang members and told them to break their
holds. They acquiesced and dropped down
to the grass, freeing Dan’s legs. Tank
pulled Dan into the middle of the ring, where he grabbed at his crotch and
tried to curl into a fetal position, but Tank had dropped to the mat and
quickly locked Dan into a guillotine hold by leg locking one leg, stretching
out the opposite arm behind his head and flexing. Once again, Dan’s abs were under attack. Tank took his free hand and ran them over
Dan’s abs, noticing that the muscles were softening.
Tank reached down and began to fondle Dan’s flaccid cock
in a gentle and teasing manner, making sure to run his thumb over the cockhead. In spite of the pain he was experiencing, Dan
felt his cock began to stiffen. Once
Tank felt the cock begin to stiffen, he increased the massage until the cock
was almost completely hard. He then
released the cock, brought his hand up and slapped down onto the cock as hard
as he could. He did this several times
until the cock was once again flaccid.
Dan screeched with each slap to the cock and balls.
Once the cock was flaccid, Tank laughed a decidedly evil
laugh and began to massage again.
“No, no, please god, not again,” Dan begged. “I give man, I give.”
“I don’t accept. I
haven’t decided on terms yet,” Tank
laughed as the cock began to harden again under his ministrations. Once nearly
erect, he repeated the slaps forcing the cock back into a flaccid state.
Tank dropped the guillotine and rose to his feet, pulling
Dan along with him. It was getting
increasingly hard to pull Dan up. Once
he had Dan upright, he pulled him over to the rope and draped his neck over the
top rope. He then locked his hands into
a full nelson driving the neck into the rope.
Dan began to drool and feel lightheaded as the oxygen was cut off. Prior to Dan passing out, Tank released the
hold, leaped over the top rope to the apron.
He then maneuvered Dan so that both nipples were sitting on the top
rope. He locked his arms around Dan’s
head and upper trunk in a reverse nelson.
He then began to drag Dan down the ropes giving Dan’s tits rope burn.
This maneuver instantly brought Dan back to a fully awake
situation as the pain exploded in his pecs.
However, he was too beaten down to offer much resistance as Tank dragged
him up and down the ropes a total of four times. When Tank finally released Dan, he brought
both arms up to his chest to try and cradle his burning and abused tits. He took two steps back and dropped to his ass
still cradling his chest. He had tears
in his eyes and running down his cheeks.
Tank hoped to the top rope in one leap, and then launched
himself off the rope landing by straddling his legs around Dan’s chest and
slamming his asscheeks into the pecs as Dan was smashed back into the mat. As he hit the mat, the back of his head
slammed down and he was seeing stars.
“Please no more, no more ,whatever you want, please no
more,” Dan’s whines were low and pitiful.
If Tank had any he might have given some compassion, but
he had other plans running in his head.
He wanted Dan on his terms and also wanted to teach him and some of the
other attendees what the Demons were cable of.
He pulled Dan back to his feet and whipped him into the
opposing corner where he slammed into the turnbuckle. Almost as soon as he hit the turnbuckle, Tank
slammed his shoulder into the exposed abs causing Dan to partially bend over
Tank’s back. Tank immediately lifted Dan up onto his shoulder with his head hanging
down the back. He bounced around the
ring, bouncing the pit of Dan’s abs into his shoulder. He pulled Dan down and locked on a bear hug
with his hands low in Dan’s back.
He followed this by spinning around and dropping Dan onto
the mat, moving Tank’s hands at the last minute, and slamming down on top of
Dan full force. He stood between Dan’s
legs, grabbed Dan around the lower back and lifting him up before slamming him
down onto the mat. He then rolled Dan
over into a Boston crab, bouncing up and down as he held the hold.
At this point, Dan was simply moaning and occasionally
screaming. Tank dropped the legs,
trapped them between his legs and then lay alongside Dan. He put his hands around Dan’s neck and grabbed
the chin. He then flexed bending Dan
like the string on a cross bow, radiating pain into the abs and back. After tiring of that hold, he released Dan,
locked Dan’s legs around his waist, grabbed the arms and pulled Dan into a
swinging pendulum. He moved around the
ring so that the audience on each side could see the pain etched into Dan’s
face.
He dropped Dan flat to the mat, rolled him to his back
and delivered three knee drops straight into the abs. Tank pulled Dan to his feet with almost no
resistance. Tank locked Dan into another
abdominal stretch, but with his free hand he rained down punches into the abs,
the balls and the cocks. Dan had tears
running down his cheeks as he begged for the action to stop. A few in the audience were concerned, but
most realized that Dan had agreed to this and so had to suffer the
consequences.
Tank eased up on the hold a little bit and leaned down
and whispered into Dan’s ear. Dan shook
his head no, so Tank pulled Dan back to his feet, lifted him up and dropped him
ball first across the top rope. He held
onto Dan and used his hands to make sure that Dan was sitting on his
balls. Tank then began to pull Dan down
the ropes applying a rope burn but to
the balls instead of the tits.
“Okay, okay, yes,
yes, FUCK yes, I give,” Dan screamed.
“You know the drill, shout out the term of your
surrender,” Tank said as he continued to pull Dan down the ropes.
“I, Dan “cumface” hereby offer myself, Chad and Brice to
be the property of the Demons for the next 48 hours, to be used as they see
fit.”
“Louder,” Tank demanded.
“I, DAN “CUMFACE” HEREBY OFFER MYSELF, CHAD AND BRICE TO
BE THE PROPERTY OF THE DEMONS FOR THE NEXT 48 HOURS, TO BE USED AS THEY SEE FIT,”
Dan screamed at the top of his lungs.
Tank looked out to see Spike, Patriot, Wrestledaddy, and
Bully standing near the ring.
“Did you guys hear the offer?” he asked.
They all shook there head yes, so Tank yelled, “I accept
the terms of your surrender,” as he released the hold and watched as Dan toppled from the rope to the
mat. He threw his hands up in a victory
salute and received a very loud and congratulatory cheer. The Demons were especially delighted as they
now had two days of fun ahead.
“REMEMBER THIS. NO
ONE FUCKS WITH THE DEMONS,” Tank screamed to the crowd as he took his tour
around the ring and accepted the praise.
“Demons, Demons, Demons,” the other Demons began to shout
soon to be joined by the crowd.
“Wow, I thought I had it bad, but I wouldn’t want to be
them for the next two days,” Wrestledaddy said out loud.
“Forget that. I wouldn’t want to be cumface AFTER the 48
hours are up. Chad and Brice are going
to be pissed and out for blood,” Spike laughed.
Everyone standing in the vicinity shivered at the thought.
One of the Demons brought over a gym bag which was
slipped into the ring, and then Butch entered to help “prepare” Cumface. A heavy leather collar was applied with
chains hanging down the back ending in wrist cuffs. Each of Dan’s hands were brought around and
locked into the cuffs. Next, Butch
forced an extra small cock ring around the base of the penis and the balls. Dan screamed as his abused balls were forced
through the two small ring. Once this
was in place, one of the local twinks was invited into the ring and began
administering to Dan until his cock was hard and fully upright. It was slightly red blue in color due to the
tightness of the cock ring. Dan was
about to experience how pain can be erotic, but still pain.
A leash was attached to the D-ring on the front of the
collar and Dan was then rolled under the bottom rope and off the ring
apron. With his hands fixed behind his
back he was not able to offer much in the way of protection and slammed into
the turf. Tank exited the ring and
pulled Dan to his feet. Once on his feet, Dan watched as Butch attached ankle
cuffs with a short chain between them.
As Tank started walking away, Dan had to shuffle along to keep pace –
just barely.
As he was lead around the ring, Dan came upon Chad being
face fucked as he was attached to the ring post. The leather guy doing the fucking was not
being gentle at all. Seeing his friend
and mentor in this position brought new tears to his eyes.
As he watched, the leather guy suddenly grunted, push his
cock to the depths and then shuddered as he ejaculated. As he pulled out, Tank lead Dan over to
Chad. He pulled Dan’s cock to a vertical
position, placed it inside the d-ring, and then shoved Dan into Chad until his
pubs were tickling Dan’s nose. He placed
his hands on each of Dan’s hips and began pulling and pushing so that Dan was
now fucking Chad’s mouth, even if he didn’t want to.
After several thrusts, Dan ejaculated, and Tank pulled
Dan completely away and began walking away as one of the twinks in the crowd
was offered Chad’s mouth. He gladly
accepted, knowing he would probably never get another chance. As Dan shuffled along, he was mortified by
what he had been forced to do and what was happening to Chad.
Tank resumed his walk and shuffled Dan over to where
Brice was attached to the ground and giving rim jobs. The twinks who were keeping his aroused were
now alternating between pleasure and light pain as they would slap the balls
then stroke, massage the cock. The
pleasure/pain while also giving a rim job was playing havoc with Brice
mentally.
Seeing his predicament, Dan looked at Tank, “Please, let
them go, I’ll…” before Tank bitched slapped him across the face.
“You don’t talk without permission. You, and they, agreed to this and you are
responsible for them being here. Just
remember that. You,” Tank spoke to the
Demon sitting on Brice’s face, “stand up.”
The Demon reluctantly obeyed.
“Hey Brice,” Tank sneered as Brice’s face became free, “A
friend of yours want to feel that magic tongue.
Dan was then forced ass first onto Brice’s face. When Tank felt that
Brice was not rimming he signaled one of the twinks who slapped at Brice’s
balls, forcing Brice to start moving his tongue. Tank knew the instant it happened as a sigh escaped
Dan, along with a few more tears.
He didn’t really want to enjoy this, but the sensation
was pleasurable. After a short period of
time, Tank grabbed Dan by the hair and pulled him upright. “You can get more tongue time later,” he
teased as he grabbed the leash. A short
tussle ensued as the men standing around decided who got to experience the
tongue next. That is what Brice had been reduced to.
“Demons, once you have had your fun here, please feel
free to take these two back to camp for tonight. Just remember their jobs for tomorrow.” Looking at Cumface he said, “They aren’t
going to like those jobs, or you after tomorrow. But then again they probably already don’t
like you,” Tank chuckled.
Tank then tugged the leash and began the walk back toward
the Demon’s compound where Dan’s real lesson was about to begin. As Dan shuffled along he felt a small trickle
of fear begin to form in his chest.
As the latest cock was emptied and removed from Chad’s
mouth, one of the Demons said, “Okay, the Ref here is off limits for little
while.” A large moan could be heard from the watching men. “Just going to move him over the dungeon and
then both ends will be available.” At
this a large cheer went up and the men began heading toward the dungeon.
During his confinement, leg irons had been placed on Chad
as he had tried using his legs to fight people off. In the middle of the chain, a spike had been
driven into the ground keeping Chad from using his legs. Knowing that just freeing Chad and trying
to move him would be a big risk, a
collar was applied and the chain from the collar was linked to the leg irons.
In this way once Chad was freed from the ring post, he would be hunched over
and restricted in his movements. Thus,
he was moved over to the dungeon where he was strapped in one of the slings
with his legs up against the chain leaving his asshole wide open. In addition, his neck was bend backward
giving a straight shot to the throat for any cock inserted.
Chad spent the rest of the day and a good portion of the
night being double penetrated for the amusement of the crowd. He tried to keep track, as best he could, of
who participated as some retribution would be coming at some point in time.
Brice spent the remainder of the day and the evening
spread eagle on the ground using his tongue to please people. He was edged for
hours by the two twinks and every time the ass changed places, he would beg and
plead for them to “let me cum, please.”
As it was getting time to move Brice elsewhere, the Demons alerted the
twins to that fact, and they negotiated a weekend sex section with Brice once
the campground week was over in return for Brice being allowed to cum. There
was a mighty roar from Brice, and the crowd, when he did finally
ejaculate. The amount was prodigious and
Brice was covered from his face to his groin. It looked like many people had
ejaculated over him.
Unfortunately, that meant whoever was working his cock
next was going to be causing pain and very little pleasure because he was
supersensitive after cumming. Brice was
then relocated to the dungeon and placed under a rim chair to continue his
assigned task. In spite of multiple
requests, his ass remained off limits.
However, his cock was still available and was used.
It was close to dawn the next morning, before Chad and
Brice were “relieved” of their duties.
They were given a couple of hour of sleep, in bondage, before they were
prepared for their next day’s activities.
Dan was led back to the Demons area of the campground and
was led into Tank’s tent where there was a mattress on the ground. As he was walked in, Tank grabbed a hand full
of butt cheeks. “I’ve been looking forward
to getting into that ass since you arrived.”
As Tank stripped off his trunks and turned toward him, Dan
gasped because even only semi-erect Tank had a long and thick cock.
“I…I…don’t think I can..” began Dan.
Tank grabbed him by the chin and looked deep into Dan’s
eyes. “Yeah it may be a little
tough. But believe me, everyone I want
to fuck, I fuck, and I fuck balls deep.
So, you better figure out a way to relax. And don’t think about trying to run, you asked
for this and you are going to get it.”
Tank then removed the restraints except for the collar
and leash and the cock ring. He gave Dan
a drink of whiskey, which Dan gulped down in one big sip, causing Tank to
laugh. Tank pushed Dan back on the mattress
near the edge on his back. He had Dan
lift his legs up into the air. Tank took some lubricant and used it to wet down
his cock. As he manipulated it, his cock
rose to its full length and dimension, causing Dan’s eyes to widen. Smirking, Tank leaned down and began to
massage lube into Dan’s ass gently. He
initially inserted one finger and moved it around, then two, and finally three.
Even with his tender balls and trapped cock, Dan felt
waves of pleasure overcoming him. He was
sure that wasn’t going to last. He tensed up as he felt Tank place the tip of
his cock at the opening and began to push in.
“Relax asshole,” Tank said as he slapped Dan across the
face. This distraction was just enough
to allow Tank to penetrate part way in.
He then began to slowly push in and pull back at the same time he
manipulated Dan’s nipples. Once he noted
that Dan was getting a far away pleasure look in his eye, Tank pulled back and
then slammed full length into Dan.
“Fuuuuckkk,” screamed Dan, loud enough to be heard
several tents away, as he felt as if his asshole was ripped open. However, he quickly adjusted to the feeling
as Tank began to stroke in and out. When
Tank felt Dan relax and start to get into the action, he reached down, ran his
hands under Dan’s back and joined them. He then lifted upward until Tank was
standing upright and Dan was impaled on his cock. Dan instinctively wrapped his arms around
Tank to get better control.
Tank pumped Dan up and down a couple of times before Tank
turned and sat back on the mattress. He
then lay backward, pulling Dan down with him until Dan was resting on his chest. He locked his arms around Dan’s chest. He then started thrusting in and out until he
felt Dan relax and start to feel pressure.
Suddenly, Dan felt a lube coated finger at his asshole as
it was inserted alongside Tank’s cock.
“What the …”, Dan began but Tank interrupted him.
“Now you really need to relax boy. Give Bear room to get in there.”
“No, no, I’ve never been double penetrated before, no,
no..” Dan said as he began to squirm around.
Tank released one of his hands from around Dan’s chest, reached up and slapped him across the
face. “You fucking agreed to this, so
what you have and haven’t done and what you want and don’t want is of no
concern to me. Bear is getting in there,
one way or another, so you better just concentrate on relaxing. It’ll hurt at first, but a big slut like you
will get used to it.”
While this had been happening, Bear had continued to push
his finger in and out. He slowly added a
second, getting a grunt from Dan and a tightening of the sphincter. Tank had reached around and began
mauling at Dan’s tit as he knew that was
a trigger. When Bear felt Dan relax just
a little, he quickly inserted a third finger, causing Dan to tighten
again. Bear continued his manipulation
with his finger, but moved his other hand between the two men and began working
on Dan’s free tit.
This continued for several minutes, until Dan relaxed and
began to get into the action. Tank could
feel Dan’s trapped cock getting slightly hard.
He looked over Dan’s shoulder at Bear and nodded his head.
Bear removed his three fingers from the ass. Dan actually felt a little empty and let out
a small whine. He couldn’t see it, but
Tank smirked. His little slut was going
to enjoy this even if he didn’t want to.
Bear replaced his fingers with the tip of his cock and
slowly began pushing inward when Tank thrust inward.
When he had the tip and a small part of the shaft inside the ass, he
waited until Tank was ready to push in again and then slammed his cock to the
pubes.
The screech that come out of Dan could be heard for some
distance. Some of the campers, smiled,
some grimaced, and one or two even said “lucky devil” before returning to their
activities.
Once Bear was full inside Dan, he leaned over and lay on
Dan’s back. Dan was now the cream center
in a Demon Cookie. Although he didn’t appreciate
it at first, Dan could feel Bear’s chest hairs rubbing on his back. Bear slipped both hands between Tank and Dan
and grabbed a tit with each one and began to work them.
Once his hands were free, Tank reached up and grabbed on
each side of Dan’s head and pulled it downward.
Tank began very aggressively kissing Dan. It was not smooth and gentle but rough and
demanding.
Tank and Bear got into a synchronized rhythm and began
roughly fucking Dan’s stretched out asshole.
At first all Dan felt was pain, but then he began to adjust to it and
started feeling pleasure. His prostate
was getting the massage of its life. Dan
finally got to a place that could only be called bliss. His eyes became glassy, he dribbled and began
seriously moaning like a dog in heat.
For the next 30 minutes, the three bodies rutted in heat,
with grunting, groaning, and sounds of pleasure emanating from Dan. The three bodies were covered in man
sweat. Tank could feel Dan’s cock
starting to jerk and then felt a warm sticky liquid between them as Dan
ejaculated.
“Told you that you would enjoy this, slut,” Tank
laughed. A few minutes later, Bear and
Tank followed suit both unloading their biker loads into Dan’s ass.
Bear slowly pulled out and rolled over to his back. Dan actually moaned in protest as his ass was
half empty. Tank lifted Dan up and off his cock and tossed him to the mattress. Dan rolled over and lay on his back sighing
in contentment and looking up at the ceiling. Without warning, he felt a sharp pain is his
balls.
“What the fuck do you think you doing slut boy,” Tank
demanded as he slapped Dan’s balls. “You
don’t have time to rest, you need to clean us up.” He then yanked on the leash pulling Dan to
the ground. He used the leash to direct
Dan between his thighs and said, “Lick and clean.” Dan proceeded to clean up both men’s cocks,
balls and armpits. His tongue was nearly
sore by the time he finished.
Once Tank was happy, he and Bear stood up and grabbed a
beer. As they walked out the door, Dan heard
Tank yell “next up” followed by two more members of the Demons walking in. Dan felt a sense of terror. For the rest of that night Dan was double
fucked followed by “cleaning up”. By the
time he was finished Dan had had fourteen cocks up his asses and in his throat. He was mentally and physically exhausted not
to mention that his balls were aching and were empty and his mouth was dry and
tasted like sweat and cum.
As the last two Demons finished, Tank walked back
in. Dan looked over at him with fear in
his eyes.
Tank laughed. “Don’t
worry slut boy, we are finished --- for now.
The main event is later tonight.”
That caused a shiver of fear to ripple across Dan’s body. “For now, you have a couple of hours of sleep
available. You better use it.” Dan lay down on the ground and was
surprisingly asleep within seconds.
Dan felt like he was immediately awakened by boots
tapping into his sides.
“Come on cumface or slutboy, whichever, time to get up
and go for some breakfast. Got to get you
fueled up for the day to come.” It took
Dan a minute to figure out what was going on and who was talking.
“I said GET UP and I mean NOW,” Tank shouted as he grabbed a handful of hair and began to pull. Dan scrambled to
his feet.
Finally awake, Dan stood up feeling sore everywhere but
especially his asshole which was leaking cum.
Tank grabbed the lease and headed for the front of the tent.
“If you need to take a piss, we have a portable urinal
outside.”
As they exited the tent, Dan looked around and when he
saw the “portable urinal” he said, “I can’t possibly…” before Tank grabbed him
by the jaw and turned his head so that he was looking in his eyes.
“For the next 36 hours, you do what the fuck you are told
when you are told. No questions, no ‘I
can’t’ got it slutboy cumface.”
Dan responded somewhat dejectedly, “Yeah, I got it.”
He then turned to use the portable urinal. In front of him, Brice was on his knees with zip
ties around his thighs so that he could not stand up. His arms were tied wrist to elbow behind his
back. His muscles were on taut and on full
display. His cock was hard. Attached to his head was a funnel gag with a
tube inserted into the esophagus and a strap holding it in place. Dan walked over, aimed his cock and began to
take a piss into the funnel.
“I’m sor…” Dan started to say until Tank slapped him on
his ass.
“You don’t talk unless asked something. But you should be sorry. After all, Brice is in this position because
you are such a fucking wimp. Finish up
and let’s go. Our ride is here.”
After finishing his piss, Dan was lead around the corner
to their ride. His eyes got big when he
saw the contraption. It was a carriage
pulled by a human “horse”. That horse
was the 6’7” Chad. His wrists were
attached to the pull bars by cuffs as his hands were wrapped around the handle
and secured with leather wraps. He wore
a body harness to give him more of that “horse” look. His mouth was forced open by a leather
covered piss gag. Attached to each
nipple was a wicked looking pair of tit clamps.
Coming off each tit clamp was a leather cord which ran to each side and
back to the carriage. Pull on the right
tit, turn right, pull on the left tit, turn left, pull on both tits, go
straight. Dan also noted a rather wide
ball stretcher was attached with a chain that led to a 20-pound weight laying
on the ground. Not only did Chad have to
pull the carriage, he also had to pull the weight by his balls. Chad was barefoot in the dirt and mud.
Tank walked over to the carriage, attached Dan’s leash to
the back of it, he wasn’t riding in the carriage, and pulled himself into the
carriage. He picked up the reins and
yelled “gee up.” Chad began straining
and pulling the carriage toward the food building.
There was a lot of hoots, hollers, jeers and some cheers
as the procession made it’s way across camp.
And what a procession it was. A
large human “horse” pulling a leather clad biker in a carriage, while a sweat
and cum covered naked and collared man run along behind. That is what it looked like when they arrived
at the food hut.
Tank got out of the carriage and walked toward the
front. When he got within range, he
kicked Chad just behind the knees, forcing him to drop to his knees.
“This cock sleeve is available for use while we have
breakfast. So, if you want to get a nut
off, better get moving.” There was no
wasted time as someone stepped up and began to use Chad’s mouth, again.
Tank walked behind the carriage, cuffed Dan’s hands
behind his back, and disconnected the leash and pulled Dan toward the dinning
area. Dan couldn’t take his eyes off of Chad
being helpless and used by others. He
felt a tear run down his cheek.
“Don’t be so fucking sentimental. He’s probably enjoying the hell out of
it. You should be worrying about
yourself.” Dan doubted Chad was enjoying
it.
Once they arrive at their table, Tank took a seat and
indicated that Dan should kneel by his chair.
Tank ordered a full American breakfast for himself, and vitamin enriched
oatmeal for Dan. Tank talked with people
at the surrounding table while awaiting his meal and ignored Dan. He received
several congratulations on winning his match and a couple of thank you for the “toys”
for the guys to play with.
“Don’t thank me.
Thank this loser slutboy. He made
it ALL possible.” Dan actually blushed
in shame.
When the meal arrived, Tank’s was served on an old army
tray, while Dan’s was placed on the floor in a metal dog bowl. With his hands behind his back, he would have
to “slurp” it up.
“And make sure the bowl is clean and don’t miss a drop.
If you get it on the floor, wipe it up with your tongue. Got it cumface?”
“yeah, I’ve got it,” a resigned Cumface replied.
The two men then enjoyed their breakfast, well one
enjoyed it. When they were finished, Tank
led Dan back out to the carriage. Their
timing was almost perfect as the naked man using Chad was just getting off.
“Sorry guys, cock sleeve is closed for now.” A round of murmurs were heard and Chad stood
and waited for Tank. Dan was reattached
to the back of the carriage and Tank climbed in. He first directed Chad over to the shower
house, where he used an outdoor water hose, with ice cold water to give Dan a
morning bath. He particularly enjoyed
aiming the water at the trapped genitals.
Dan was not appreciative at all.
Tank next decided to start with a nice tour of the camp
to let everyone know what was happening.
As he toured the camp, he stopped to watch Brice moving heavy stones
from one side of the camp to the other. There was no need for this other than
to watch Brice’s musculature straining hard at work. If he started to slack, a
cattle prod to the balls would get him moving again. He would have other uses as the day wore
on.
Tank got a decidedly evil looking smile on his face as he
thought “36 more hours with these three.
Life is fucking good when you are the leader of the Demons.” He yanked on both tit clamps at the same time
which was the command for walk. The day
was turning out to be perfect – for Tank and the Demons.
Wow, I am blown way and practically speechless. So many fucking hot scenes. Particular favorites of mine have to be your detailed description of what Butch and the other Demons do to position and secure Chad and Brice in preparation for their sheer torture and utter degradation as Tank sets up Dan for his destruction with no one to stop him. I will spill a lot of seed reading this story over and over again. Such a Thanksgiving gift!!! Thank you.
ReplyDeleteFurthermore Mangler, I would be severely remiss if I did not compliment you on what might be the piece de resistance: 6' 7", well-muscled Chad as a "human horse" wearing a leather harness; his wrists attached with cuffs to a carriage's pull bars; his hands wrapped around the handle secured with leather wraps; his mouth forced open by a leather covered piss gag; a pair or wicked tit clamps attached to his nipples with the addition of a leather cord to serve as reins directing him right, left and straight ahead; while being forced to drag a 20-pound weight attached to a wide ball stretcher; barefoot in the dirt and mud. Bravo!!! "Giddy up Chad" and thank you "Little Colonel."
DeleteGlad you liked the story. The overall idea was suggested by the individual who Dan is modeled after. As Dan is supposed to be a little naive, I thought what would happen if he also got his friends/mentor in trouble and Tank was the perfect person for that.
DeleteAs for Chad, if you remember Dan had to do duty as a human horse after his loss to Choirboy so it is sorta full circle. Also, trying to figure out a way to humiliate/abuse a 6'7 guy in a very public and ongoing way. And in as many ways as possible.
I also had an idea for a darker version of the same story, but it doesn't fit in well with a continuing story arc.
Other than being a transport, you could let the entire camp use a marker and write/draw anything they want on Chad's massive body. If it is permanent marker, he'll be stuck with it for a couple day. Love the ball stretcher on the big guy; he can definitely handle more than 20lbs hanging from him nuts :)
DeleteLiked the strory, I loved it. Thanks for reminding me of when Dan did duty as a human horse for Chad. I just re-read it. Yes, sorta full circle. Clever and very hot. Also, what better way to abuse and humiliate a 6' 7" well-muscled stud in a very public and ongoing way than having him serve as human horse. I can picture the strain on Chad's broad back, lats, flanks, glutes, thighs, and calves as he pulls the cart with Tank in it; not to mention the icing on the cake, the stretching of and strain on his nutsack with the added 20-pound weight, attached to the wide ball stretcher, in tow. Having said that, I am sure I will be made to eat my words as you reveal even better ways to abuse and humiliate Chad during the hours that remain in his, Dan's and Brice' ordeals. Man, for my and all your fans' sake, I hope the second hand moves very slowly. And last, but by no means least, I love "dark."
ReplyDeleteI second the idea: I love "dark" as well. dark brutal and sadistic should be adjectives that describe of of Cumface's adventures. You can make it dark and take out Brice or Chad: the less protectors around Dan the easier for him to get into trouble, even if he does "learn his lessons". There are plenty of heels around that can easily dominate and wreck Cumface and remind him that his only purpose is to workout and get used.
DeleteGlad you both liked the story. The person who suggested the character is going to LOVE it. I am in the process of writing the second day of the trio's adventures at the hand of tank.
DeleteAs for liking "dark", there is a story in progress that you will like.
HOLY HELL! That was brutal...in the best way possible! You worked Dan's body like it was just to be used-as a wrestling dummy.I thought the wrestling was intense, but you took it one step beyond and showed us that cumface is really a jobber fucktoy. I can only imagine the pain Chad and Brice will inflict upon Dan once they recover enough to give him a beat down. i hope to every future match with cumface is equally brutal now that everyone know he can handle it. Great work Mangler!
ReplyDeleteI believe the correct phrase is "HOLY HELL, BATMAN"! (My age is showing). So glad that you liked it. AND there is still one more day at least for the trio at the hands of Tank and that story is in progress. As for Dan's future -- well we will just have to wait and see what happens.
DeleteI am not so sure that I want Chad and Brice exacting revenge on Dan. I like them in positions of subjugation, as I like most well-built, handsome men.
ReplyDeleteHow they are kept subjugated and submissive, I don't know. But, I do know that I am so fucking turned on by the image of Chad forced into a leather hood, velco shut, his head laced tightly to the ring post with leather straps; a leather covered piss gag inserted into his mouth also strapped to the post; his arms pulled tautly behind his back with his wrists hancuffed to the post; and his legs jn irons to keep him from fighting off those wanting to face fuck him and unload their piss and cum into his mouth.
Plus, you already know how much I was pleasured by the scene in which he was fashioned into a human horse.
And then there is the extremely arousing scene involving the shredded-muscled Brice being tackled by Ice; made groggy by another Demn; anchored, spread-eagled, to the ground and stripped completely naked by yet more Demons and then muffled by a naked hairy ass, which he is forced to rim, along with the many other asses that follow, while his cock, in a tight leather ring, is repeatedly aroused by the caressing of his muscles, cock and balls only to then be deflated by slaps to his balls before he can cum.
Agreed. Watching Chad and Brice get taken down was so hot! Overall this story is going to be making me jack off a lot. Maybe Chad and Brice don't get their revenge on Dan because they don't get out of subjugation; that's also a very hot scenario. Either way, Cumface is going to unprotected and hopefully facing a lot for total destruction in the future
DeleteAll of these suggestions and thoughts have been considered. You'll just have to stay tuned to see how they work out. Glad that you like the story.
DeleteI also love alpha guys like Chad and Brice being humiliated and taken down a notch. Seeing them forced to be submissive is such a turn on. I do like the idea of having the mentors wrestle Dan; maybe as a last day event, Tank forces Chad and Brice to wrestle Dan to get their anger out and for some more stakes. That would be a really hot beatdown session..maybe Skull could get in on the action since he did lose to Cumface in a match.
DeleteAgain, l loved the story. I am very much looking forward to what follows. Based on your most recent two stories, which included the throwback, I have the utmost faith in your ability to provide us with something hugely stimulating and aboundiny dark. Tuned I shall stay as I like where you have been going.
ReplyDeleteSuch a good beatdown! Already jerked off several times to this story. Can't wait to read about the next beatdown for Cumface. This reminds me of some of your older stories like Jon's ballbusting and Spring Break Nightmare. LOVE IT
ReplyDeleteJohn's ball bashing was such a great story! This reminded me of the intense beatdown that Todd the bodybuilder got in Bodybuilder Destruction. Who would win in that match up? Cumface vs Todd?
DeleteJohn's ball bashing was a great story! Cumface reminds me of Todd from Bodybuilder Destruction: naive but so great to see as a jobber. Who would win between the two jobbers? Todd or Dan?
DeleteTough one. One the one hand, Dan has a lot more actual experience and is pretty good. However, Todd has some humiliation frustration that he needs to work out. Guess it come down to if Todd gets help or if Cumface agrees to bad terms. Either way, it'll be a good match, especially if it is private.
Delete"IN PRIVATE, IN PRIVATE". Do you honestly think the commissioner would allow this match to happen in private? Hell no, he would be selling VIP access at inflated prices.
DeleteAbsolutely true. Pay per view or private audience would sell like crazy...but not all the participants need to know the match is not private
DeleteMore beat down! Jobber like Dan deserves more punishment
ReplyDeletenow I'm wondering how this collection of devious heels is going to celebrate Christmas... something tells me the jobbers won't be feeling too merry even with all the presents they're sure to get
ReplyDeleteDamn jobbers. They get so much, and give so little! Having said that, here's hoping that Santa brings stuffers and all sorts of toys for them.
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