Battle Royal Massacre

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Battle Royal Massacre

By

The Mangler

His magnificently muscled body was splayed out for all to see.  All his muscles were strained and on display.  Of course, this was not exactly what he wanted but at the moment Ray had no choice.  He was in the middle of the wrestling ring.  Both of his arms were stretched above his head, held at extension by the young tough who had his feet planted on Ray's shoulder and was pulling upward on Ray's wrists.  Each of his legs were held by another young tough and spread wide.  His purple trunk clad crotch was widely exposed.  The package presented was very large and inviting and was the target for the final young tough guy.  Ray had ended up in this position as a result of the final wrestling match of the evening a 20-man, $10,000 battle royal.  Unknown to him, his final four opponents had worked as a coordinated group during the event to eliminate the other wrestlers while "protecting" him from being eliminated.  The other four wrestlers were going to use him to send a message--a brutal message.

Battle Royal Massacre II

Battle Royal Massacre II

By

The Mangler

When Slim and Samson reached the entrance to the backstage area, they were met by a couple of members of the promoter’s management team. However, with a couple of scowls and dirty looks, the management decided not to get involved. “After all, they are all adults and knew what they were getting in to,” would be the promoter’s line if questioned later. When Hercules and Stocky reached the area with Ray and College stud with them, they went into the smaller of the two locker rooms where the “heels” usually changed. Most of the other wrestler’s had already left and the few still in the area, quickly dressed and left or even left half dressed.