BDSM - Beat, Dom and Shame Muscle

This match is sanctioned by the Hotshots Wrestling Federation. The match will be a pro style match; it will be decided by a pin, submission or a knockout. The winner will have the right to humiliate the loser after the match is over and will receive three fed points while the loser will receive one fed point. The match is held in the Hotshots Federation Ring and is between –

You are not logged in. Jay *BOY* Jones 28yo Height 6'0" Weight: 200 lbs

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You are not logged in. Gingerwrestler 27yo Height5'10" Weight 145 lbs

Jay_Jones: This Gingerwrestler has been giving me a lot of trash talk and today I am looking forward to putting him in his place once and for all.

Jay_Jones: I head out to the ring greeting and slapping hands with some of the guys.

I am in my black square cut trunks and matching boots with black kick pads. I Jump up onto the ring apron and step through the ropes. I shake hands with the referee then head to my corner, stretch on the ropes waiting for my rookie opponent to make his way to the ring. I am so up for this match and desperate for the win.

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Gingerwrestler: Entering the aisle through the curtain wearing orange speedo, black boots with a G on the ankles, and a beach hat over my head…big smiles as the fans are reacting more to me now that I have a few wins in this fed. Stare at the dude in the ring who I talked into facing me - and he fell for it.

Gingerwrestler: Walk up the steps and enter through the ropes…go to the second rope and flex my lean arms for the fans…get some mixed reaction and just sneer at them…look across the ring at you and size up the physique I am up against…knowing you have a lot of experience.

Gingerwrestler: Put my hat on the corner ring post…walk to centre and put my hands on my hips…”here we go boy” …big smile again and wait for you to step up and for that bell to ring.

Jay_Jones: I see you enter the arena in some very sexy tight orange speedos which causes a stir in my trunks, you also have black boots and a beach hat on which makes me grin. You get a better reception than I was expecting as I am always the firm favourite with the Hotshots fans.

Jay_Jones: You stare at me as you walk up the steps and climb through the ropes and then step up onto the second rope and flex for the fans, not that you have much to flex and you get a very mixed reaction which makes me smile to myself. You step down and I see you looking at me, I smirk at you thinking that I will end this quick and take an early night.

Jay_Jones: You take off your beach hat and put it on the post in your corner before you walk to the centre with your hands on your hips, looking a little cocky. I move to the centre and stare down at you. As the bell rings to start the match, I adjust my growing bulge before I hold out my hand for a handshake saying “I will go easy on you rookie” h
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Gingerwrestler: Watch your thick body step forward…you extend your hand… I smile widely…offer mine…and then pull it back at the last second. “Psyche” …big smile and start circling the ring.

Gingerwrestler: Then, nod at you and say “just kidding” … I offer my hand as you did before…and as I see you approach... drive my lean thigh up and into your midsection.

Jay_Jones: You reach you hand forwards, smiling and then suddenly withdraw it again, making me angry. With a big smile on your face, you start to circle and then you offer your hand again “fuck this last chance rookie” I go to offer you my hand and you drive your thigh into my midsection. AHHHHHHHHHHH I cough, splutter and bend over “FUCKER” I groan and try to rise and deliver a forearm uppercut to your jaw.

Gingerwrestler: Watch you get angry after I kick that gut. You drive at me with that thick forearm aiming for my jaw…I step back to avoid the blow…and drive my boot hard into your midsection just above the line of your black speedo…fans laughing a bit at the comical start to this matchup.

Jay_Jones: You avoid my forearm and immediately drive your boot back into my midsection, a little lower than your thigh strike and more devastating as I spit saliva onto your boots as I not only double over but drop to my knees, feeling sick. I do however try to headbutt your orange bulge in the process.

Gingerwrestler: Look out at the fans and smile as it feels like I am on to another squash…but the bigger dude is willing to cheat in this one…suddenly feel stinging pain in my bulge…grab my crotch and drop to a knee and have a sick feeling as my balls got mashed up on that headbutt move to my crotch.

Jay_Jones: I see you drop to your knees and grab your crotch. I push myself back and slowly get to my feet. I grab your head under my arm in a headlock and pull you to your feet. “You have bitten off more than you can chew this time rookie” I growl as my fans cheer.

Gingerwrestler: Pulled up and tugged under your muscular arm…feel you squeeze my head…worried you are going for a DDT and I swing forward with a fist to the centre of your abs to try to stop that devastating move.

Jay_Jones: Jesus, you know I am going for a DDT and you drive your fist into my already weakened abs. I grunt and release your head as I stand back and cough, holding my guts, but I cannot give you an opening and I come at you with an attempted chop to chest.

Gingerwrestler: Still feeling the impact of your ball shot as you chop my slim pecs…ouch…grab them as a red mark form… swing my own chop back at your pecs.

Jay_Jones: I feel my hand sting and so I know damn well that your pecs sting and I smirk when I see you grab them. My smirk quickly changes when you chop me back “AHHHH FUCK” I yell as I stand back looking and the red welt that has instantly appeared. I look back up “FUCKER” I shout as I try to deliver a European Uppercut to your jaw.

Gingerwrestler: Trading blows with this thick veteran…smile as I get a good chop in…step forward to do more and I get hit in the jaw with an uppercut…backs me up and I grab the ropes to stay on my feet.

Jay_Jones: My uppercut is spot on and backs you up to the ropes, I have to try to take control now and I rush you putting my arm out as I try to clothesline you over the top rope.

Gingerwrestler: Clotheslined against the ropes…but I grab the ropes and kick my feet to stay in the ring…stumble away from you to get space and time to recover.

Jay_Jones: I was sure I was going to send you sailing over the top rope but you hold fast by holding onto the rope and maintaing your footing though my arm must have hurt some as you stumble away from me. I am getting frustrated as I wanted to put you away early and you are much more of a challenge than I thought. I move towards you and then rush you and try to grab you around your waist for a belly-to-belly suplex.

Gingerwrestler: Stumble after that hit…see you rush at me …quickly thrust my open palm forward to the centre of your neck…slamming into it with force.

Jay_Jones: As I rush you your palm comes up and thrusts towards my neck, the combination of your thrust and my forward movement is devastating, I start gagging and gasping for air as I clatch at my neck and throat.

Gingerwrestler: Grit my teeth and look at you with anger…run to the ropes…bounce…drive off of them…and drive at you with a spear tackle hitting you with tons of force.

Jay_Jones: I am gasping for air, see you coming towards and I panic, try to move but I am too late and you spear me to the canvas. My fans go quiet after the palm strike and now the spear, I am in trouble.

Gingerwrestler: Kneeling over you and look down at the 200lber in pain…my big smile returns…” this is how this was supposed to go thick boy” …”I lace my fingers through your hair and stand pulling you with me…I slide my hand between your legs.. grab that big ass and lift you up…showing more power than people expect… and slam you down with authority.

Jay_Jones: You kneel over me and I feel a little embarrassed but feel a twitch in my trunks as my cock spasms. You tell me that is how it was supposed to go and I look at you with a confused expression on my face. I squeal as you yank me up by me hair before you slide your hand between my legs and making me moan and leak as you grab my ass. I then cannot believe that you not only lift my 200 lbs up but you lift me high and slam me down hard on my back. I YELL and arch my back in pain and my fans see the tent that has formed in my trunks “FUCK”

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Gingerwrestler: Smile as I look down and see your expanded bulge…I raise my arms and do my signature double bicep pose with a big smile… then I drive with force, my knee into your forehead to scramble your brains and continue the damage.

Jay_Jones: I see you standing above my head, the crotch of your orange trunks looking fucking hot as you flex and as my fans BOO you. I see your knee coming down and I try to move but CRACK too late your knee lands on my forehead my head starts spinning and develops a massive headache, I feel stunned and unable to think what to do next.

Gingerwrestler: Stand up…smile broadly…snake my fingers through your hair….”so much more to do to you big boy”….put your jaw on the top of my head…grab the top of your head.. and drop to my knees crushing your perfect jaw line…the pop of the move is so loud the fans gasp.

Jay_Jones: I YELP as you pull me up by my hair telling me that you have more to do to me before you put my jaw on the top of your head and drop you your knees. Hear a loud POP as my jaw cracks, my teeth jar together, I see a flash of light as I roll onto my back holding my jaw with tears of pain and humiliation in my eyes.

Gingerwrestler: Stand up and strut around the ring…snake my fingers through your hair.. this time as I pull you up I bring your nose up my thigh.. across my bulge.. then abs…. and get you to your feet… bend you down so your head is under my pit facing the mat…”weren’t’ you going to try this move earlier?”…then…drive down fast and hard in a sickening DDT.

Jay_Jones: I hear my fans jeering and booing you as I am now feeling so humiliated by being destroyed by the small rookie. You grab my hair and pull my face up across your orange bulge, I cannot stop myself from taking a big whiff which makes my cock throb and sends another string of sticky pre into my trunks which are now looking damp on the front of my bulge. I then taste the sweat on your abs as I my face is dragged across them before. You tuck my head under your pit and mock me about trying this move earlier, THUD my head hits the canvas, the pain is horrendous and my fans go silent. I remain face down, stunned with only my left leg twitching,

Gingerwrestler: Stand up….. put a boot on your back and flex both arms.. signature smile across my face….I lean down…pull your head up and smack your face to wake you up…. pulling you to feet… I signal to the fans by raising 4 fingers... grab your wrist… and Irish whip you hard into a corner back first.

Jay_Jones: I feel you slapping my face, I open my eyes and my vision is a little blurry while my head feels fuzzy. You then pull me up and grab my wrist before you whip me across the ring *THUD* I scream as my back collides with the turnbuckle pain radiate up and down my spine and across my shoulders. I grab to top ropes to stop myself sliding down the turnbuckle.

Gingerwrestler: I hold one finger in the air …smiling and strut to you in the corner…grab your wrist... “round two big boy” … and I whip you hard across the ring to the opposite corner

Jay_Jones: I am trying desperately to recover when you strut over and grab my wrist and mock me before whipping me all the way across the ring and send my back crashing into the opposite corner. The ring shakes and I SCREAM as my back seems to go into spasm from the pain this time, my legs buckle and I have to grab the ropes again as I try to keep myself upright.

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Gingerwrestler: I raise 2 fingers and strut across the ring to you…smirking as I grab your wrist pulling your aching body out of the corner….and then I swing you into the third corner hard back first.

Jay_Jones: My back hurts so badly and I am completely stunned, my fans are also shocked in fact so shocked they are now silent. I watch you raise two fingers as you smirk at me. My mind is turning submissive and I look down at the bulge in your hot looking orange trunks. My own trunks are tenting straight out as you grab my wrist and send me crashing into the third corner. As my back hits I feel a muscle tear and I SCREAM and start to slide down the turnbuckle wondering what of anything I can do to try to turn this match back around.

Gingerwrestler: Watch you suffering and I have to adjust my bulge which is pushing out more now. As I march to you, I stop in the centre of the ring and put my arms up and give. A nice biceps flex…then show 3 fingers…and head in to the corner…I pull you up by your hair to get you back settled on your feet… “one more big guy” …. I grab your forearm…and whip you so hard that I go to one knees, sending you into the far corner buckle, chest first to complete the 4 Corner Package.

Jay_Jones: I see you adjusting your big orange bulge and I realise you are getting off on destroying me in front of this huge Hotshots crowd. You pose for the fans and show them three fingers, I panic as I do not think my back can take another posting but you pull me up to my feet by my hair, I try to punch you in your abs but you have them flexed and my fist just bounces off or them. You taunt me by telling me, just one more and you call me a big guy. You then grab my forearm and then whip me hard and fast into the far turnbuckle but this time it is my chest and abs that takes the full force of the collision, some spit shoots out of my mouth and lands on a couple of ringside spectators as I drop to my knees with my head resting on the middle turnbuckle. My cock now throbbing like crazy in my trunks while my body and brain seems to have no fight left.

Gingerwrestler: Watch you collapse in total destruction in the corner…I strut toward you…stop centre ring and flash up another bicep pose…then reach and grab your head…pull it back so your mouth is in my armpit. I squeeze my bicep and pull your back into my knee. Dragon Sleeper is locked in and your body and bulging gear is on display for the entire Hotshots crowd to see. Big smile on my face as I squeeze hard. “Time to put you away big guy.”

Jay_Jones: I feel you grab my head before you pull my face into your pit. I immediately not only smell your intoxicating pit musk but taste the droplets of your salty sweat as they coat my lips. You squeeze tight and pull me back onto your knee. You apply your dragon sleeper so well that I quickly start to feel light headed and desperately try to claw at your arm as my cock spasms and pumps out sting after string of precum into my trunks. I become so submissive that you feel me licking your pit as my clawing at your arm turns to nothing more than a pawing as my arms lose their strength and finally drop uselessly to my sides, my body starts to twitch and then goes still as darkness descends and I drift off to sleep breathing nothing but alpha pit stink.

Gingerwrestler: Smiling as I feel you suffer and licking my manly pit. I raise my other arm and flex it to show the crowd how dominant I am. As I am about to ask you if you give, you just pass out in my hold. The referee checks you and calls for the bell. I have crushed your 200lb thick body in this match which is pretty much a squash. I drop your dead weight….roll you on your back. Put my boot on your chest. I go over and get my beach hat and put it on. Put my boot on your pecs and flex both arms showing every Hotshots guy that I am the one to watch in this Fed.

Gingerwrestler: I step off of you and decide I am not done. I bend down and smack your face to wake you up…I pull your weak and dominated body to your knees…put arms up and flex again… “peel those trunks down boy”… standing over you flexing with my legs spread and my boned bulge right at your face level.

Jay_Jones: I feel you slapping my face and as I open my eyes, I realise that I have lost, you pull me to my knees, you then flex and tell me to pull down your tight orange shorts. I know that the contract I agreed and signed stated that the winner has humiliation rights and so I look up at your face take the waistband of your trunks with both hands and roll down your trunks to your knees and then I stare at your 7’’ rock hard cock.

Gingerwrestler: Standing tall over you victorious and watching you weakly pull down my gear…I move my hips right to left so my hard dick smacks your nose….then grab the back of your hair and guide your mouth to my mushroom tip.

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Jay_Jones: You make sure your hard cock slaps my nose and marks it with precum before you grab my hair and guide your cockhead to my mouth. I know what I have to do and I swallow your cock and start to worship it with my tongue, getting my first taste of your sweet and sticky precum.

Gingerwrestler: Hmmm…eyes roll as I feel your warm mouth, “that right take a taste” … I wink at the boys …then raise arms and flex them…”do your job big boy”.

Jay_Jones: I swallow your cock all the way down my throat, showing you that I have no gag reflex and then I use my throat muscles to massage your cock as I ride my throat up and down your shaft, swallowing eagerly your pre as it drips out of your slit. My own cock soaking my trunks with precum.

Gingerwrestler: Eyes go big as I can go so deep and feel your throat massaging it…my hips start moving in and out as I push that thick dick deep and then back and then deep …my body still flexing as I feel my balls rise.

Jay_Jones: Oh fuck you start to throat fuck me deeper and deeper I give myself over submissively now just wanting you to feed me all your alpha seed and so I suck your dick in time with your thrusts. My fans amazed at how submissive I have become towards you.

Gingerwrestler: You are weak, on your knees and submissive as I throat fuck you…I bring one bicep to my mouth and give it a taste…makers more explode down your throat as I hold your head to my balls…entire body rippling as I feed you my load.

Jay_Jones: I feel your cock start to pules in my throat just before your body starts to ripple and you unload your torrent of cum down my throat and my oesophagus, I swallow every last drop, showing you that respect that you deserve and that I except that I am your beta.

Gingerwrestler: Eyes roll again…pull out…stare down at you…I point to my boots….”kiss them as the sign that I own you now”…still standing … my chest heaving from that cum load.

Jay_Jones: You pull your cock out of my mouth and leave a trail of slime on my lips and chin, you point to your boots and tell me to kiss them in a sign that you own me. Without question and in a heartbeat, I drop my lips on your boots and kiss them in total submission to you and yet my cock is harder than it has ever been.

Gingerwrestler: As you kiss my boots I chuckle,,, raise arms and flex them big… I kiss each bicep and look around the boys “who’s next?“.

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Published: 2023-01-08, viewed 74 times.