BDSM - Beat, Dom and Shame Muscle
Established: 2022-01-05
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- Trash talking
- Wrestle for top
- CBT
- Extreme violence
- Death
A fed for fights where muscle jobbers are beaten, dominated and humiliated.
This match is sanctioned by Hotshots Pro Wrestling Federation and will be an International NHB style Pro Wrestling match with a pin a submission or a knockout to decide the winner. The winner can then do as he wishes with the loser and will receive three federation points while the loser will receive one federation point. The match will be held in a secret London underground fight club and is between. –
You are not logged in. Andy Manager 42yo Height 6'5" Weight 227 lbs Cock 7’’ Germany You are not logged in.
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You are not logged in. Jay Jones 28yo Height 6’0’’ Weight 200 lbs Cock 7’’ England You are not logged in.
Jay_Jones: Andy and I both have a team of young fighters and we have been talking about holding a tournament between our England and German teams and we thought it would be a good idea to start off with a match between the two of us coaches/managers. I really need to win this match as it will give me and my team a psychological advantage over the German team.
Jay_Jones: I head out to the ring in my normal black trunks, black boots I also wear kick pads today. I feel a little nervous as this is a NHB style match and I know the German team use punches, having seen one of Andys boys, Matti punch the shit out of an English boy by the name of Lance in this very Club only a few weeks ago, leaving lance a ko’d bloody mess in the ring. I fist bump and high-five the some of the brit fans as I approach the ring, jump up onto the apron and step between the ropes, shake hands with the referee and head to my corner, stretching while I wait for you to appear You are not logged in. . yt
Andy_Manager: This is the very first match for the German wrestler and manager of a fight gym Andy related to the Hotshots Pro Wrestling Federation and one of their famous wrestlers Jay Jones. I've heard a lot of that British wrestler and his amazing streak of losses, so I'm not too much scared to face him in an underground fight club in London. I like the UK and I love English people... they are so nice and so beatable... that's the reason, why me and my team travel many times a year to the UK.
Andy_Manager: Jay and me talked about a tournament between our young fighters and I'm honestly surprised, as he arranged the first match between us the trainers. Maybe it's my bad English, that I misunderstood the terms of the tournament, but it's okay to step first in the ring and show all my young wrestlers how to handle those British lads. While I change my gear in the locker room I think about my strategy and for a short moment I have the idea to give Jay the win, just to lead him and his team in a trap, and then giving each of his team a stunning beatdown by my successful fight studs. But then I discard that idea immediately again.
Andy_Manager: Then I'm called out to the arena... I walk down the aisle through the many British people and keep my eyes on that English wrestler Jay Jones, who is waiting in the ring... last steps I run, jump on apron, grab top ropes and jump over top ropes... "And from Germany.... AAAAAANNDDYY THE WARRIOR... he stands at 6'5 and 227 lbs..." ... my buddies cheer and shout, while I step on the middle ropes in the corner, facing the crowd, raising my arms and flexing for them... jump back and turn in my corner to face you... standing there with red trunks, black boots and kneepads... "Glad you made this real and showed up finally...."... yt
Jay_Jones: As I stand in my corner waiting for you to enter, I see some of my young team sitting near my corner. I nod to Dan, Benn, Bill, Peter, Steve and Alex. Finally, as your young team jump up and cheer near your corner and the mainly British crowd boo you, I see you enter the Club looking very hot in tight red trunks and black boots and knee pads. Watching you walk towards the ring I see the actual size of you up close “FUCK” 5’’ taller and 27 lbs heavier could cause me some problems depending how aggressive you are. I watch you spring over the top rope and then listen to your introduction with another big cheer from your team and your supporters as you stand on the middle rope in your corner raising your long arms and flexing before you jump down and face me saying "Glad you made this real and showed up finally...." I glare at you “The perfect opportunity to kick your ass and go 1-0 up before my lads beat you lads one by one.
Jay_Jones: The referee calls us to the centre of the ring and while he reminds us that this is a NHB match and that he is only here to call for the bell after the pin a submission or if there is a knockout and declare the winner. While he talks to us, we stand eyeball to eyeball and chest to chest which feels a little uncomfortable for me being much shorter than you. As the referee finishes, I offer to shake your hand for this important first match of what I hope will be a great tournament You are not logged in. . yt
Andy_Manager: I waited many weeks to finally face this famous and busy British wrestler Jay Jones and now it's the first time, that I get to touch him, as we shake hands with a firm grip, full of respect for each other and determination to win this fight... DING DING DING... bell rings and I waste no time, but pull your right hand hard... BAMMMM... and shoot my right knee up into your core... I catch you by surprise and lock your head immediately in a side headlock, cranking your head against my side and parade you some steps in that tight hold to show my strength...
Andy_Manager: I know you won’t stay for long in this hold, since it is early in the match and so I release the side headlock to let you gasp fresh air and while you straighten up... BAAMMMM... I throw a European uppercut under your jaw... "Waited too long, to face you in the ring, Jay... Come on let’s dance... your fans paid to see some action..." ... yt
Jay_Jones: The bell unexpectedly rings and you are much faster of the mark than me, pulling my right hand hard and driving your knee into my core, I am unprepared and have not flexed my abs I am shocked and as I go to double over you grab my head in a side headlock and crank it on “FUCK” I feel how strong you are as you grind my head against your side and start to parade me around the ring. My team and my Brit fans are in shock at how the match has started for me. The pressure is building fast and I start to moan.
Jay_Jones: I start to plan my counter but before I can implement it, you release me and I bend over rubbing my sore abs and GASP for air and then as I straighten up you land a pretty vicious European uppercut which hits me under my jaw. My head snaps back and I stumble back against the ropes. Any Idea that I may have had about getting a quick win against you have disappeared. I hear my fans trying to encourage me and I can see the look of concern on my young teams faces. You tell me that you have waited too long to face me in the ring, saying lets dace as my fans have paid good money to see some action. If you wanted to make me mad then you have succeeded. I push my back hard against the rope and then use the tension to launch myself towards you as I try to deliver one of my devastating headbutts to your head You are not logged in. . yt
Andy_Manager: I wink at my German team mates and smile, while you lean against the ropes... but it's just the beginning of our fight and we haven't really started yet, so I approach again, saying... "Don't rest too long..." ... as you are surprisingly fast come off the ropes, I pull my head back but... OOOUUUFFFF... your thick British head hits mine and though I pulled it back some, I feel the impact pretty good... stumbling back two steps to find my footage again... I growl, but you forgot, what a tough stubborn German skull can take... I shake that pain off quickly and... WHOOOOSSHH... stop you in your tracks with one of my famous high kicks to your head for some nice payback to your British head... . yt
Jay_Jones: You pull your head back a split second before my headbutt connects and unfortunately for me, you do not take the full force of the hit that would most certainly have put you on the canvas. You do however stumble back a couple of steps and growl. I try to recover from your uppercut before my next move but you recover first and before I can make a move the sole of your boots hits the side of my head, Spit flies out of my mouth as my brain rattles, my thought process gets muddled and my legs give way. I am the first in this match to hit the canvas. My fans and my team fall silent with the only cheers coming from your corner.
Jay_Jones: Now I really know what I am up against and I need to get back into this match but a shot to the head like that will need some seconds to recover. I roll onto my back holding my head and checking for blood, knowing I cannot stand until my legs will allow me. yt
Andy_Manager: My high kick hits the target better than I expected and you lose your balance and fall to the canvas... YESSSS...!!!! ... I admire my work some seconds, as you roll to your back and touch your face as you look for blood... but I can't miss this chance and grab both of your boots, pull and drag you to the centre of the ring... lift and spread your legs some and... BAMM BAMM BAMM... kick alternately the back of your thighs with the tip of my boots, really stunning your nerves there... I put your left boot down on canvas and step with my right boot on it... now I grab your right boot with both my hands and twist your boot in an ankle lock.... really dishing out a lot of pain to your foot... "How does it feel, Jay... Does your boot protect your ankle well...???"... I ask you cockily and then... after some more foot wrenches... I let myself drop to the side, splitting your legs far apart.... yt
Jay_Jones: You grab my boots and in spite of my struggles you drag me to the centre of the ring, lifting and spreading my legs before you start kicking to backs of my thighs and after a couple to each of my thighs I start to feel a numbing pain as my nerves get stunned until every kick that you deliver brings a loud CRY from me. You then grab my right boot with both your hands and let my left leg drop to the canvas where it stays numb and useless. You twist my right boot into an ankle lock and you make me SCREAM. My ankle is getting wrecked I can feel the tendons stretching and straining. You taunt me by cockily asking me how it feels and if my boot is protecting my ankle, knowing damn well that the protection a boot offers is minimal. “FUCK OFF ANDY YOU GERMAN ASSHOLE”. And with that you drop to your side and split my legs apart. “NOOOOOOOOOOOFUCKKKKKKKKK” I scream.
Jay_Jones: The Brit fans start to BOO you while my team have their heads in their hands. I am starting to panic as my head is thumping after the two headshots but worse still my legs are throbbing and my right ankle feels in real trouble. I have been taken apart so far and this is not the start to the tournament that I was hoping for against the German manager and not the match I wanted my team to witness. I roll to the ropes and drop to the club floor, needing to buy some time and hope for you to make a mistake You are not logged in. . yt
Andy_Manager: Jay had a lot of matches in the last weeks ... his time table for matches is impressive... and he seems a bit exhausted after all those challenges and some rough beatings... but that's good for me..!! ... You cry something with your hard English accent as I split your legs and I guess you are cursing, even though I tried to be nice to you... After that I roll back to my feet and look down at you suffering on the canvas... deliberating how much damage I did to you and your legs, as you roll out of the ring, letting me alone in the ring...
Andy_Manager: I never been a hunter who jumps or runs behind escaping wrestlers and chase them around the ring... usually the ref counts them out, but since this is a NHB match, I'm not sure, if the ref would punish you for your escape... nevertheless I take some time to strut around the ring and raise my arms, enjoying my superiority and teasing the English fans... they look not happy by the performance of their local hero... I know you wait for me to approach the ropes or slide off the ring to start a counterattack... but that's not my plan... I stand in the centre of the ring and beckon to you... "You have already enough, Jay...?? ... Well, you can shout your submission also from outside of the ring...."... yt
Jay_Jones: As I lay on the hard club floor, GASPING in some air and trying to get some oxygen back into my body. Feeling my legs getting less numb. I am half expecting you to follow me out and continue your beating but instead I see the referee above me, telling me to get back in the ring. I know this is a NHB match and there is no count as basically there are no rules but the fact that I am on my back outside the ring while you proudly strut around the ring teasing my fans and my team is bloody humiliating.
Jay_Jones: I get back to my feet and try to walk around the ring a little, noticing a sharp pain in my right ankle which is making me limp. I look up and see you standing in the centre of the ring mocking me by asking if I have had enough and telling me I can shout out my submission from outside the ring. I am not going to let my team down and I will never submit to you and my boys will never submit to your boys we would all be ko’d before we would submit. I climb back onto the apron and step between the ropes. I take one look at your cocky, handsome, German face drop my shoulder and charge at you driving you to the ropes I then ram my shoulder into your abs, trying to destroy them as my fans count my shoulder barges ONE…TWO…THREE… “How are those abs feeling Andy?” You are not logged in. . yt
Andy_Manager: You need some time until you climb the apron and enter the ring again... I almost feel some compassion, watching you moving so sore and sluggishly... and I smile, as you charge me with your weakened... "OOUUFFFFF..."... I hadn't expected such a... "OOOUUFFFF...." ... as you drive your shoulder in my ... "OOUUUFFFFF..." ... my hands grab top ropes to keep me upright, I tried to tense my abs rock hard, but that British shoulder crashes like a train in my abs really causing some damage there... my team mates cheer out loud and encourage me to fight back... Hell, yes...!!! ... I'll punish that British donkey for what he is doing right now, but first I have to catch my breath again and get you off me... reflexively I pull my right knee up to knock it in your core... I hope my abs are still strong enough to let you feel the impact.... yt
Jay_Jones: As I drive my shoulder repeatedly into your abs, I can feel your brick wall breaking down and I allow myself a smile feeling I have at last been able to mount an offence and give my fans and team something to cheer about. All of a sudden, I GRUNT as your knee comes up into my midsection. I pull back and take a deep breath, my adrenalin levels have gone up and I want to keep control if I can as I move in and take hold of each side of your head as I try to give you another headbutt, this time I aim it directly at your nose hoping to be the first to draw blood in this match. yt
Andy_Manager: I'm glad as my knee hits your midsection and gives me few seconds to recover from your gut punishment... as your hands grab my head at each side and I know what you are looking... "OOUUUCCHHHH...".... but cannot avoid that brutal headbutt to my nose as I hear your fans holler out... while I lean against the ropes, my left hand comes reflexively up checking my nose for... SHIT... I'm lightly bleeding and the English underground fans go nuts... the tall German knocked good by that hard British skull... Now I'm fucking pissed... "Big mistake, bro... big mistake..."... I snarl at you, while you enjoy your headbutt and the cheers of your fans some seconds too long...
Andy_Manager: I hook my arms over top ropes and then I jump up, pull my knees to my chest and deliver with exploding power a drop kick to your face, both boot soles aimed at your face, to send you backward across the ring... probably with two or more backward flip rolls, if my dropkick works as well as in my last matches... my long German legs have pretty good power and smooth English faces are always a perfect target for them... yt
Jay_Jones: As my head hits your nose my fans are delighted and for the first time my team jump to their feet cheering. I watch you stand back and check your nose “YES” I shout when I see some blood on your hand and below your nostrils and as the underground crowd get their first sight of blood the noise level goes up as they start to get excited. Obviously, this club is used to seeing some very bloody and violent matches. I GRIN at you as I see your face looking very angry and I hear you tell me that I made a big mistake. I make sure my team hears my reply “You made the big mistake when you stepped into the ring with me big man and every single member of your team will go down the same way”.
Jay_Jones: On hearing my reply my team start laughing I turn to my team saying “Now watch as I take their manager apart and when I am ready, I will knock him out”. I turn back to you and BANGGGGGGGGGG both soles of your black wrestling boots slam directly into my face I feel like a bomb has exploded in my face and I hear a CRACK as you go one better than me and break my nose. The force of your drop kick so strong that it sends me somersaulting across the ring where I land on my back. My face, grazed in several places by the soles of your boots, my nose clearly broken my head unfortunately turned towards my team but although my eyes are open, they are only seeing flashing lights and I cannot see the shocked look on my boy’s faces. The Brit crowd stunned into silence again as the match clearly swings back in the favour of the tall German. yt
Jay_Jones: Jay in a total daze as his team get a close up look at his face after receiving one of Andys devastating dropkicks You are not logged in. . Yt
Andy_Manager: You messed with the wrong person, challenging me the manager first and now I'm really out to get the first win in the tournament, my fight buddies cheer out loud, as you suffer on your back in pain with your broken nose and bloody face... watching you on your back I run and leap off, landing both my soles on your chest... all 227 lbs of German meat crashing on your ribcage and I can't promise, that there are not one or two ribs broken after that chest jump…
Andy_Manager: "Big mistake, bro... don't make me angry in the ring...!!!"... I shout out, bouncing on your chest before I step down again and roll you with my boot to your front, crouch quickly down and sit on your ass... pull your arms back and put them over my thighs, before I grab you by your hair and pull your head up, showing your bloody face to your shocked British fans... "Look at them, how much they love this... Come shout your submission to them or you'll suffer worse...!!!"...
Andy_Manager: I'm sure you won’t extend your pain willingly, but you will save your health to help your poor team buddies doing better in next matches against my boys... yt
Jay_Jones: The only cheering that I can hear is from your young team members with maybe one or two from around the club. I can feel the blood now running freely from my broken nose when all of a sudden, I let out an almighty LOUD SCREAM as both soles of your boots with 227 lbs of German beef behind them crushes my ribcage. I feel and even hear the CRACK as one or two ribs fracture and instantly I get a horrible pain in my chest while breathing becomes much harder. You tell me it was a big mistake to make you angry in the ring. You bounce your weight on my chest again which makes me CRY OUT again as the pain in my chest now makes me feel like I may pass out.
Jay_Jones: You roll me over with your foot and quickly sit your hot ass on mine and then grab my arms, pulling them over your thighs. You then grab my head by my hair and show my team and fans my messed up bloody face. I hear a loud gasp from my fans as my team cover their eyes. hear you mocking me, telling me to look at my fans, to see how much they love me and you tell me to shout out my submission them or I will suffer more. The referee also is in my face asking me if I want to submit. I look at the referee and shake my head. “NEVER FUCKING NEVER”. There is no way I will submit to a German and no way any of my team will submit to one of your team. I try to push myself up to my knees but I realise the only way I am going to get back into this match is if you make a mistake and being the coach of your team for so many years means the chances of you making a mistake when I am in such a bad condition is very slim.
Andy_Manager: This English fighter resists to submit, though he is already hurt with a broken nose and ribs and his bloody face... damn, that guy is as stubborn as me... I have a nice collection of submission holds in my bag of tricks but he sounds, as he'd never give a submission... Okay, your choice... then we need to finish it the rough way... I didn't want to hurt you too much, since I feel always respect for my opponents, especially when they fight hard or take a lot of pain like a man, but that's the game, just one of us... that means me... will leave the ring as winner...
Andy_Manager: Still holding your head by your hair I pull it further back to work your neck and upper back before I.... BAAANNGGG... slam it downwards to the mat... I'm sorry for the people who need to clean up the bloody canvas after this fight... then I stand up quickly and move over infront of your head... I grab your wrists and pull out your arms, stretching them out and pulling you this way to your knees... you look very weakened and sway on your knees... with a final jerk I pull you in position, release your hands and kick my knee into your face to send you to your back... probably out cold... You are not logged in.
Andy_Manager: My buddies jump to their feet and raise their arms in excitement after that knock-out-move... while the British people watch in a mix of admiration and shock... the ref starts to count... "ONE...." ... and people know, there is no hope to come back after that hit... yt
Jay_Jones: While I fight the urge to submit, my fans are forced to watch the pool of blood form under my stretched-out body. You then pull my head back further, making the pressure so bad on the back of my neck and upper back that I am forced to make the decision to submit but before I can shout out my submission, you slam my face down onto the canvas. I am unable to move and stay face down moaning and groaning with my blood spreading out on the canvas under my face.
Jay_Jones: You stand in front of me and grab my wrists, pulling me to my knees. I look up at you my eyes unfocused as you step back and then ***SMASH*** your knee strikes my face blood and spit flies in all directions as my head seams to explode and I land on my back OUT COLD.
You are not logged in. Jay bloody, broken and unconscious
Jay_Jones: My team in a state of shock and my fans are now silent as the referee counts …ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR… FIVE… SIX… SEVEN … the only signs of life are my chest rising and falling and my body twitching from time to time and EIGHT… NINE . yt
Andy_Manager: My knee kick worked perfectly and you fall to your back while blood and sweat flies in all directions... I hear the gasps of your fans, while my fans holler out... You don't move anymore, just your chest is heaving a bit... the ref counts... slowly... but you can't stand up after that devastating move... I watch just in case you come back... "EIGHT ... NINE ... TEN....!!!" .... DING DING DING... it's over... my buddies burst in cheers and laughter... I raise my arms in victory and flex for them... the ref stands up and congrats me to my win... "He is all yours... you can do with the loser whatever you want..." .... "Thanks ref, but I'm satisfied... I prefer to fuck guys who are not the broken and hurt badly..."...
Andy_Manager: I beckon to one of my buddies and he knows, what I'm looking for... he rips his shirt off and pours water from a bottle over that shirt, then throws it into the ring... I catch that wet shirt and come down to a knee... then I wipe some of the blood from your face and clean it up, while you wake up and moan... "I warned you Jay... good attempt though... we need to wrestle soon again..." ... I throw that wet and bloody shirt to the side and lift your hurt body up with a fireman's carry... "You know my motto: Pigs in the ring, but friends in life..." ... then I carry you out the ring and bring you back to the lockers... yt
Jay_Jones: I open my eyes to see and feel you cleaning my face, telling me that you warned me but I made a good attempt. I feel humiliated and sorry that my team saw that happen to their coach and manager. You lift me onto your shoulder and carry me back to the locker rooms.
Germany 1 England 0
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Published: 2022-07-17, viewed 121 times.
Tyler Stewart (deleted member)
2022-07-18 19:58Always trying to be innovative the HOTSHOTS fed admin team have set up a Germany v England tournament up and what better way to start than with the 2 team managers Jay and Andy in action!
Of course knowing Jay as we do expectations of England going 1-0 up were not high (sorry Jay just being honest lol). And my fears were well founded as although the bout was amazingly well written and crafted but it was the German who came out on top although Jay was tough it has to said.
Great first bout and I cant wait to see how this tournament develops ..great action here!
timo fighter (deleted member)
2022-07-18 13:28Great match with brutal good end 💥🥊
Devin the Boxer (deleted member)
2022-07-18 12:47Great match with some fast and interesting action.
Brutal at the end and team Germany gets the victory ✌️.
Maui Kid (deleted member)
2022-07-18 03:25Wow what a great read. Jay and Andy together writing a masterful story to start there tournament. Both guys showing their brutal sides. I might have to pay Andy a visit for what he did to my big bro ;)
Great read guys
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Tua
Andy Manager (deleted member)
2022-07-18 12:41(In reply to this)
Thanks Tua for your comment... If you are looking for a next beating you can pay my flight from Frankfurt to Maui... up to you... ;-))
Adam Collins (deleted member)
2022-07-17 22:24Loved it, loved it, loved it nice one guys
fury2014 (deleted member)
2022-07-17 22:11I would love to lift Jay on my shoulders and lift you him on my shoulders and carry him off....... Great match !!!