International Pro Wrestling

21:58 The_Model_Wrestler: I've joined the IPW but haven't had a match in the fed yet. Still being a newbie to the fed, my first match is going to be against one of their supposed stars. The crowd won't know me so they want me to take on someone the fans know. He's been trash talking me over text so I'm hoping I can prove to him I'm not just a pretty boy model and use him to start making my mark in the fed. Being the newbie, I come out of the locker room first. Going with new gear for this matchup. A red speedo with the stars and stripes on the sides and MODEL written on my ass in red white and blue letters. White boots and blue knee pads complete the patriotic look. I look at the crowd as I approach the ring. Standing 5'11 and 160lbs I don't get much reaction from the fans. But that'll change once they see me wrestle. I slide into the ring underneath the bottom rope and stretch in my corner. I look out at the aisle waiting for my opponent to appear.
22:02 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: I heard through the grapevine that there's a new blondie joining the fed. Isn't too heavy, apparently looks like a model...and of course...a cocky American that loves to show off his flag! This might be my chance to finally drop the IPW Jobber Championship belt to him! He's a little guy, not too big, so I can easily outmuscle him and humiliate him! The crowd's gonna be rooting for me the whole time...it's Ahmed's time to SHINE! I get into the locker room and put on my classic Egyptian flag speedos! I pump myself up in the mirror and FLEX. Black boots and knee pads to scare the little American. I finally walk into the crowd and I get a mix of cheers and boos! Come on! I used to be the champ around here! 6'1, 190lbs...I see the American in the ring...damn he's even hotter than I expected...but I'm not intimidated!
22:06 The_Model_Wrestler: I watch you as you come out of the locker room. The crowd doesn't seem to know whether they like you or not with the mix of boos and cheers. I watch intently as you get closer to the ring. This is my guest chance to see you in person. As you get closer I can tell you're bigger than me, but I've beaten bigger guys before. I see you wearing a belt and I read what it says. "Jobber champion? You're the jobber champion? And you're proud of that?" I look at you and laugh. "Is that supposed to intimidate me?" I take a sigh of relief, my confidence that I can beat you going up after I see that. "You ready bro?"
22:09 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: The crowd giving me mixed opinions, but they're just jealous of this big Arab muscle! I finally get in and get ready for the trash talking, I know these American clowns love that. The crowd laughs as I put away my Jobber Champ belt..."No, dumbass...what should intimidate you is that when I BEAT your ass...you're gonna be wearing this belt right above your little stars and stripes!" I say grinning...hoping to make your confidence fade. "I hope YOU'RE ready, bro..." I say grinning as the bell rings...DING DING DING...and I circle you...
22:12 The_Model_Wrestler: You put the jobber belt away and tell me I'm going to be wearing it after the match. I ignore it, trying not to let you get into my head. I'm here to make a good first impression and that's what I plan to do. The bell rings and you start circling me. I shake my head, trying to not think about the crowd and just focus on you. I squat down some and reach my arm out, but necessarily trying to grab your leg but wanting to at least throw you off your game plan if you have something in mind.
22:14 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: I need to get into this kid's head! He's clearly a newbie here, never had the glories and defeats of IPW pro wrestling like I have! I'll make sure to give him a taste when I yank those cocky stars and stripes right up his ass! I keep circling you and then I feel you lunging out, seems like he's trying to grab my leg! I have to overpower this little twink...I rush in going for the lockup, trying to push you back towards the ropes!
22:17 The_Model_Wrestler: You grab my arm and get me in a lockup. I'm not expecting you to go for it so I'm not able to get my feet planted on the mat to hold my position. You use that and your extra weight to your advantage. I can't get any momentum on my side and you push me into the ropes. I feel my back against them, and I raise my arms. "Come on, rope break." Asking for a break to try to get an idea of how clean of a match you might be planning on having.
22:19 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: Easily using my weight advantage to get an early manhandling session off on this American pussy! His sexy blond face contorting with pain as I clench him hard in the lockup and push him back into the ropes! "Haha, rope break? We don't follow rules here in IPW." I say grinning as instead of being a good sport...I DRILL a knee hard into your sexy model abs!
22:23 The_Model_Wrestler: I know I'm an easy target against the ropes with my arms in the air but you're the jobber champ so I expect a jobber to play by the rules so I'm willing to take the chance. But I regret that when you say we don't follow rules in IPW. Hearing that, I try to push you away from me, but I'm not fast enough and BAM you send your knee slamming into my abs. It folds me over and my hair brushes your torso as in double up. "Fucking cheater" I saw, coughing after the knee took my breath away. "I'll keep that in mind." I straighten myself up and put to hands on your chest to push you back so I can get away from the ropes.
22:25 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: Little does this American pussy know, no one in the IPW plays by the rules! And I was the champ here for ages before I got...my unlucky streak! After my brutal knee SMASHES into your abs and makes you double over...I feel your soft silky hair brushing against my body! Damn...this guy really IS a model! "Hah, I'm a fucking cheat? Just you wait, kid!" I say grinning, but then you muster up the strength to PUSH me back. Damn. I had him locked in there! I put my guard up again...then decide to RUSH you going for a quick clothesline!
22:29 The_Model_Wrestler: You tell me to wait if I think you're cheating now. It seems to me like you haven't done your homework on me and don't know think I can cheat if and when I need to, but I'll be happy to surprise you with that as the match goes on. I manage to back you away from me. I see you put your guard up and I'm getting ready for another lockup, but instead you rush towards me. I see your arm out but you're too close and I don't have time to react. I go down to the mat after you connect with the clothesline. You're already cocky and it's only going to get worse I'm sure if you continue with the offense like this. I reach out for the ropes, wanting to use them to help me get back to my feet.
22:32 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: I've never seen any of this little American bitch's previous matches...but I'm told he's pretty good! Clearly no match for my big Arab muscle though! Before the little American bitch knows it...my clothesline connects and SMASHES him down to the mat! "Like wrestling a ragdoll...look how LIGHT this kid is...I thought you Americans were all HUGE!" I say grinning as I get some laughs out of the crowd. I let you crawl to the ropes, seeing you try to use them to get up...then I grab you by the ankles and suspend you up. Nodding at the crowd...before I send a BOOT to your balls!
22:37 The_Model_Wrestler: You start mouthing off to the crowd, talking about my size and how you thought Americans were big. Looking up at you, I see you grinning. Much of the crowd doesn't know how to react, you're clearly not a fan favorite here but they don't know me and I'm not making a good impression on them so far. They probably think I'm some young jobber. But you do get some laughs. I crawl to the ropes and I put my hands on the middle rope. I pull myself off the mat, but then you pull me up even more. I feel you grab my ankles and you suspend me above the mat, my hands still holding the middle rope my body is parallel to the mat. I don't know what your plan is until "FUCK!!!!" I shout out when your boots lands in my balls. I immediately release the ropes and I fall face first to the mat, my hands going to my bulge to try to massage my balls to deal with the pain. I hear some murmuring from the crowd, and they don't seem to be impressed with me so far.
22:40 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: Finally in control of a match! It's been a while since I've been this dominant. Looks like all I needed was a handsome little American twink to pound down on! The crowd finally starting to give me the credit I DESERVE as the American jobber struggles to put up an offense. I make sure my boot SMASHES straight into your cocky stars and stripes pouch! I pull an O-face to mock you, knowing just how much that must have hurt! You give yourself a little DDT on the way down as you cup your balls...works like a charm! My haters in the crowd giving me some grief for low blowing you....heh...fuck them. It's my Allah-given right as an Arab to bust American balls! I drag you to the center of the ring and pull you up by the hair...then I LOCK you in a standing guillotine as I grin at the crowd!
22:46 The_Model_Wrestler: With my face buried in the mat, I'm not sure what you're doing but with how cocky you've been since you came out of the locker room, I assume you're playing up to the crowd and trying to embarrass me for the way this match has started. The pain in my crotch is my focus right now so I'm not really concerned with you until you grab my legs and pull me to the center of the ring. You put your hand on my hair and use it to bring me to my feet. I'm a model, and I don't like it when people touch my hair. It's important to my career. When you pull me up by the hair, it starts to get me upset. You wrap your arm around my head and get me in a standing guillotine. I think to myself "shit this isn't going the way I want it to." I know I can't stay in the guillotine for long if I don't want this to be a short match. I raise my arms and send a couple of right punches into your abs, hoping there's enough power behind them to get you to release the choke.
22:48 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: Trying to absolutely humiliate this new rookie recruit. I'm gonna have HIM respect me...and I'm gonna have the whole LEAGUE respect me. I can't wait to see the Jobber Belt around his waist...it'll look great with the stars and stripes! I saw that grimace you made when I grabbed you by the hair, I'll remember that, always good practice to mess with the prettyboy jobber's hair! As I WRENCH your neck hard in the brutal standing guillotine, I flash a smile at the crowd! Knowing I can bring this kid down to the mat and make this a short one...but then I feel your fists SMASHING into my abs...fuck...BAM BAM BAM...my face cringing from the pain. Damn this kid's strong...I'm forced to break the hold and stagger back a bit!
22:52 The_Model_Wrestler: I'm not sure how strong my punches will be from this position, but they must be strong because I feel you loosen your grip on me after the first punch and you release the hold after the second. I stand up and look at you staggering backwards. I'm in pain, but thinking about you pulling on my hair and then realizing I broke the hold gets my adrenaline pumping. I run back toward the ropes and bounce off them. I head toward you and as I get close I jump into the air, my legs extending trying to get my boots to connect with your face with a dropkick.
22:54 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: This little American bastard is stronger than I expected. I wince as I grab my bruised abs and double over just slightly as you escape my grasp. I feel some vibrations on the mat, but I didn't expect your tiny ass to be THAT fast!! I look up slightly to see you already bounced off the ropes, coming at full speed towards me! No way to get out fast enough now as your white boots SMASH into my face and send me down onto my back! My flag flying upside down as my ankles go over my head! The crowd popping for the American as I writhe on the mat!
22:58 The_Model_Wrestler: I may be smaller than you, but that does have some advantages and being quicker than you is one of the biggest positives to my size. You don't have enough time to react to the dropkick and my feet smash into your face. The impact flips you over and you land back first on the mat. I got my first cheer from the crowd as I stand above you writhing on the mat. "How does it feel to be tasting some American boots in your face? I ask as the adrenaline inside me increases even more, and the pop from the crowd gives me more confidence as they may actually be on my side now. I grab your hair and use it to bring you to your feet. I look into your eyes. "Let's see if Egyptians have hard heads" I taunt with your head in my grasp. I fling my head forehead toward you, hoping to hit nail you in the forehead with a headbutt.
23:02 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: No way I could have avoided that American's quick assault! He came running in like a missile and SMASHED me down. Humiliated as my ankles went over my head...the crowd grinning like the kid just made me kiss my own ass goodbye! Before I can get up, I notice you standing above me...ah fuck...your boots inches away from my balls before you GRAB me up by my long hair! "H-hey! Easy on the hair!" I say as you shoot a grin before taunting me more. Before I can even throw a punch...your hard head SMASSHES into my skull! The crowd wincing from the impact as I get sent back...my arms flailing before they dangle over the ropes behind me!
23:06 The_Model_Wrestler: The impact from the headbutt sends you reeling into the ropes, and you end up with your arms on the top rope. "Guess that answers my question. Your head isn't very hard." I look you up and down, then look at the crowd. I hook your arms onto the rope to try to keep you from getting free. Taking a couple deep breaths as I think about the low blow you gave me earlier. "That head failed the hardness test. Time to test your other head. See what your Arab man parts are made of." I take a couple steps back, then raise my boot and with as much strength as I can muster I smash my white boot into your bulge. "Payback is a bitch." I flex for the crowd. "Just like you'll be my Arab bitch very soon."
23:11 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: Gasping for air as I drape myself on the ropes! The absolute humiliation of it all as my big brown chest pounds itself up and down. My vision still seeing stars a bit from that brutal headbutt. Fuck...did I just get called stupid...by an American? I'm still in absolute disbelief as my vision finally clears and I'm about to make my counter-attack. I hear a voice from behind me, sounds like some redneck in the crowd..."CLOSE THOSE LEGS, ARAB BOY...YOU SLUT!" he screams as the crowd laughs! Before I can even react...your big white boot SMASSHESS my package...right where I have the words "crown jewels" printed! A satisfying THWAACKK noise from the low blow as the crowd laughs and I O-face. My hands come off the ropes to CUP my balls as I fall to my knees. "NEVER mess with an American's balls..." the announcer adds as the instant replay goes up on the big screen...
23:17 The_Model_Wrestler: The crowd laughs as your face tells me everything I need to know about how that felt in your crotch. I stand there silently. I enjoy trash talking my opponent, but there are times when it's more satisfying to just stand there and enjoy the result of my work. The announcer does my trash talkin for me, reminding you not to mess with an American's junks as the reply is shown on the video board. The crowd cheers when they see the move for a second time. You're on your knees and I take a couple steps toward you, making sure you get a good look at my growing bulge as your face is pretty much at eye level with my stars and stripes speedo. I grab your hair and bring you back to your feet. I turn you around at the ropes to force you to look at the crowd. "Look out there, they all want to see me kick your ass and show you Americans are tougher than Egyptians." I turn you around to face me. "And I don't want to let them down."
23:18 The_Model_Wrestler: I drape your arms over the top rope again. I bring my arm back and then send it flying toward your big chest, looking to get that chest in some pain with a hard CHOP.
23:23 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: The crowd going absolutely wild, they all know that your low blow on my big Egyptian balls hurt WAY more than the one I gave to you! It's all about manhood...and currently...the cocky little American punk is outdoing me! The pain surging through my balls and up into my stomach as I hear that brutal THWAACK sound yet again! The cameraman zooming in on my O-face too...but the screen suddenly changes to my face INCHES away from your big American ballsack! Damn this kid is good...already knows how to threaten a teabagging too! You quickly pull me up and force me to look at the crowd. All of them laughing, one even holding a sign that says "AHMED THE EGYPTIAN JOBBER"...grrrrr....but before I can say anything you twist me around and tie my arms up into the ropes. "I'll GET YOU...I'll DOMINATE you for thA---AAAATT!" I scream as your chop SMASHES my chest! "He's turning Ahmed's pecs from brown to BEET red! Ouch!" the announcer adds. I try to untie my arms from the ropes...and try to surprise
23:23 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: you with a shot to your handsome model face!
23:28 The_Model_Wrestler: The crowd goes wild as I taunt with you my bulge, knowing that that's one of the best ways to get into a wrestler's head. The crowd laughs at you when you look at them. You threaten to dominate me, but the chop cuts you off mid-sentence. Another quip from the announcer goes over the speaker. "I was kind of intimidated when I saw how big you really are when you were coming down the aisle, but now I know why you have the jobber championship." I look out to the crowd to see their reaction to my latest trash talk. But focusing on them, I don't notice that you untie your arms from the ropes. All of a sudden, I feel a fist hit me in my face. I bring my hands up to cover my face and I walk away from you toward the ropes on the side of the ring. I guess I overestimated how hurt you are. It may be a rookie mistake, but I hope it's not a fatal error.
23:31 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: With the musky scent of your mighty American bulge still on my face, I do start getting a bit mindfucked. But as you say that next taunt, the crowd gives a huge "OOOOOHHH!!!" laughing at it..."DAMN, the Model going straight for the jugular with that one! That's GOTTA sting for Ahmed!" the announcer adds as your cocky trash talk does get to me...but also gives me enough time to SMASH your face with a brutal strike! "Not so pretty after that one are you, Model Boy?" I say as you cover your face. Classic rookie mistake. Never turn away from your opponent like that...hehe this kid's like a sitting duck! I see you walking away, so I run up behind you and grab the back of your head! Going for a huge RUNNING BULLDOG to try to slam your skull into the mat!
23:35 The_Model_Wrestler: I take my hands away from my face and look at them, hoping there's no blood. A cut on my face could be devastating for my modeling. I get some relief when I don't see any blood. But being concerned about my face, I don't even realize that I've turned my back on you. That's one of the biggest mistakes you can make in a wrestling match, and you make me pay for it. I feel you grab the back of my head, but there's nothing I can do to defend against you and my face hits the mat hard when you drive me down with a running bulldog. I kick my boots against the mat, concerned about all of the abuse that my face is taking right now. "Get off me fucker" I mutter to you.
23:40 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: Grinning as this pathetic American jobber clearly cares about his face more than his wrestling career! "Go back to being a model...you weren't cut out to be a wrestler, clearly!" I say as the crowd boos me. Your face got SMASHED down on the mat so hard, your modelling career might be over forever! "Aww...the little American pussy is demanding that I get off of him! Like the little brother getting humiliated by his big older brother!" I say laughing as I ignore your request. Instead, in the position I'm in, I reach around your face and lock in a crossface! My arms draped across your head as I JERK it up and force you to stare at the crowd! Dominating your back and neck!
23:46 The_Model_Wrestler: You taunt me about being a model and tell me I'm not good enough to be a wrestler. Boos rain down on you from the crowd, and the words are getting me fired up but right now I'm too hurt to do anything about it. You call me a pussy and compare me to a little brother getting humiliated by his older brother. You don't listen when I tell you to get off me. Instead you grab my face and put me in a crossface. Forced to look at the crowd as pain rushes through my back and neck. I don't want you to know how much it's hurting but I can't help but let out a scream of pain "AHHHHH!" partially muffled by your arm draped across my face. Looking out at the crowd, my back in pain. I'm fighting back tears as I try to deal with the pain. I know you're hoping I tap so you can lose the jobber belt to me. I'm trying to think of a way out of this.
23:46 The_Model_Wrestler: I open my mouth and try to clamp it down on your arm, hoping I manage to get a bite on you that forces you to release me from the crossface before the pain becomes too much for me to take.
23:46 The_Model_Wrestler:
23:50 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: Grinning down at you as I hear your muffled screams. You tried to be all tough-guy but I knew you'd start screaming like a pussy soon enough! I need to end this quick, this kid clearly has more endurance than me and isn't afraid to fight dirty! Hearing your screams get louder as I try to amplify the pain! I WRENCH you back and start twisting your face back alongside your back. "Now be a good American bitch boy and SURRENDER...just like you've done in all your wars since WWII!" I say as the crowd gets even angrier at me! Then...as I try to wrench the pressure again...you BITTTE my arm hard! I SCREAM and I immediately break the hold as your teeth dig into my flesh! Getting mad as the crowd cheers..."You little shit..." I say under my breath as I stand up and I run the ropes. Not quite as fast as you, but I bounce off and JUMP above you...trying to nail a huge LEG DOWN down onto the back of your neck! "The cocky Egyptian is going for it! He's gonna try to SMASH his flag-clad ass down on
23:50 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: the American to teach him a lesson!" the announcer adds
23:54 The_Model_Wrestler: You wrench my neck back even more and trash talk me about America always surrendering in wars. The crowd doesn't like your comments, but they cheer when they see me take a bite out of your Egyptian flesh. You call me a little shit, and I feel your boots on the mat running. I hear the announcer saying something about you going for it and I hear the crowd yelling at me "Move, get out of the way!" I'm still laying face down on the mat and I don't know what you're trying to do, but when the crowd tells me to move I know I have to do it. My body is hurting and I start to roll over toward the ropes, hoping I still have enough energy in me that I can at least avoid a direct blow with whatever you have planned for me.
23:58 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: Running towards you as the crowd is actively working against me! My big body making huge vibrations against the mat, but I'm going too fast to stop in my tracks now! I JUUMMP over you and extend my leg out...but you ROLL out of the way just at the last second! Before I know you're gone, I shoot a cocky double bicep flex at the crowd while I'm mid-air...just to SMASH my ass down on the mat beneath me! They laugh as my ass gets rocked and I'm forced to turn over onto my stomach, face-down and ass-up in the air as I rub it. "OOOH and NO ONE'S HOME! The crafty American dodge it and the cocky Egyptian just SMASHED his own flag into the mat! Now it's flying upside-down in distress!" the announcer adds as I writhe on the mat and your new fans laugh at me...
00:03 The_Model_Wrestler: I hear and feel your 190 pounds come crashing down to the mat and I don't feel anything on me so I realize I was able to move out of the way just in time. I hear the crowd laugh and I turn my head to look over at you. See you laying face down and writhing on the mat. My back is still hurting from the crossface so I'm trying to get some recovery time instead of following up on you, but I hope my words can help me get an advantage by getting deeper into your head. "Look at your flag. It's where it should be, hidden where nobody can see it. You Egyptians always talk tough, but we both know you can't back it up. America will always prevail over you, just like I'm going to today." Getting my energy back a bit, I start chanting "USA! USA!" hoping the crowd does the same and it starts to get into your head as I start to push myself off the mat.
00:09 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: My ass in absolute agony as I miss my leg drop. Peering up at the big screen and seeing my flag ass on display. The flag upside down and slightly jammed up my ass. The crowd laughing as hard as I start hearing your taunt. They start getting to me. I grit my teeth and start growling a bit as you call my countrymen weak and say you'll conquer us! I start standing up, my ass still sore, and I fix my gear. The crowd chanting your country's name as I start getting pissed off! I rush towards you like an angry bull! Going for another huge clothesline to take you down! Blinded with rage
00:12 The_Model_Wrestler: I get to my feet as the crowd gets the USA
00:14 The_Model_Wrestler: chant going. I see you in the corner of my eye as you're getting up to your feet. I see you charging at me, and you put your arm out early so I see the clothesline coming. It would be easy for me to duck, but that won't hurt you at all so I'm going to take a chance with a higher risk counter. When you approach me, I jump into the air and extend my feet toward you, going for another dropkick to your jaw.
00:16 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: The USA chants start pissing me off. I can't even think straight anymore! These American bastards disrespecting my great country! I RUSH towards you with my arm up...trying to knock your little American head off of its neck. But...fuck...I forgot how much faster you are than me! You quickly JUMP up and DROPKICK my head hard! A direct shot to my jaw as it stops me in my tracks. I take two dizzy, humiliating steps back...then FALL down...face-down and ass-up yet again! "OOOH and the Arab is right back down where he started! So much for winning wars right, Ahmed?" the announcer says...
00:20 The_Model_Wrestler: My boots connect with your jaw, rocking you backwards a couple of steps before you fall to the mat, face down and ass up. The announcer taunts you some more. I walk over to you. "Face down and ass up. That seems to be your favorite position." I squat down behind you and rub my bulge against your ass. "You like that, don't you? You know Americans have better cocks than Egyptians, and you'll love having this American model fucking you even though you don't deserve my cock." Taunting you sexually, trying to get your head out of the fight. I stand up and jump over you toward your back. I bend my arm and go for an elbow drop in between your shoulder blades. "How does that feel bitch?"
00:23 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: My head still spinning...my jaw still aching. My face planted hard against the mat as the dropkick just totally rocked me. The cocky American looking down at me and trash talking...the crowd laughing at his "favorite position joke" and all I can do is retort back with a weak "fuck...you". But then as I try to get up I feel your bulge GRINDING against my Egyptian flag ass! Your taunts start getting to me as I feel that massive bulge grinding against me. Fuck...no....no fuck you! I don't have an inferior cock!! I start lowering my ass down...but then before I know it, I feel your elbow SMASSHH down into my shoulder blades! I jerk up in pain and SCREAM...before assuming the same face-down, ass-up position. My flag gear slightly jammed up my ass...so I reach back to dislodge it...gotta save myself a bit of pride!
00:28 The_Model_Wrestler: The elbow between your shoulders keeps you from getting off the mat, and your body jackknifes. Your scream is music to ears. I sense the match is turning back in my favor. I see you adjusting your gear when it gets up your ass. "No you don't, fucker." I reach down and pull that flag as far up your ass as I can get it. "That's better, the Egyptian flag deserves to be up your ass. You shouldn't be proud to be from there, you should be embarrassed. Your country can't win its battles, and neither can you." I slide over to your head and whisper in your air. "That's why it's appropriate that an Egyptian is the jobber champion." I put my arm around your head and drag you up to your feet in a front facelock. With your gear jammed in your ass and your ass exposed, I tell the cameraman to get a closeup of your ass. I spank it a couple times with hard slaps, then bring you down to the mat with a DDT.
00:34 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: My back absolutely aching from that brutal elbow drop...the pain shooting through my body. After I finally fix my proud Egyptian flag, I feel you grabbing the back of my waistband and my eyes open wide. Oh fuck...I didn't just do that, did I? "Uh-oh...we've seen THIS one before on Ahmed!" the announcer says. I broke a cardinal newbie rule...NEVER adjust your gear in front of a heel....AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I SCREAMMMM as you YANK my gear so far up my ass that my flag disappears! My big brown ass on complete display as the crowd goes wild! Pounding the mat in pain as my gear reaches up to my shoulders. "I haven't seen the Egyptian flag get THIS humiliated since their last war!" the announcer says as your trash talk rings through my ears. You finally pull me up and LOCK my head under your muscular arm! The cameraman zooming in on my ass as the crowd laughs! My face CONTORTING with a brutal scream at each of your humiliating SPANKS! Up to my toes as my big brown ass gets punished with each
00:35 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: humiliating hit...my big brown ass on display and jiggling. Then finally you put me out of my misery with a brutal DDT! My skull SMASHING into the mat as my head bounces off...and leaves me staring up at the lights. The brutal wedgie choking my balls into it a tight pouch!
17:06 The_Model_Wrestler: The crowd goes wild as I wedgie the flag in your ass and then spank you a couple times. Your head in my arm, I play up to the crowd a bit before I drop you to the mat with the DDT. You turn over onto your back and look up at the lights. I stand above you, looking down at you. "Looks like the Egyptian is turning into the American's bitch. Isn't that what happens in all of your matches? You're a jobber for real wrestlers who represent the stars and stripes." I spit in your face, then casually walk toward your waist. Without saying anything, I lift my boot off the mat and bring it crashing down toward your tight pouch.
17:11 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: My head aching after that brutal DDT. My ass grinding against the cold mat as my brown ass-cheeks are on total display. The sexy model appears standing above me and grinning. Your trash talk starting to get to me again...fuck no...I'm not a jobber!! "No...fuck you..." but then you spit GLOBS down on my face as the crowd responds with an "OOOOOH" at the brutal disrespect. My face getting red with anger...just as I'm about to lunge up at you...your boot comes SMASHINGG down onto my nutsack!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH...I scream...this time more high-pitched, as the crowd laughs again! "OOOOOH yet another rookie mistake from Ahmed...leaving that tight, wedgied bulge unprotected...now he's got a pair of CRUSHED falafels, courtesy of the American!" the announcer says...
17:16 The_Model_Wrestler: I kneel down next to you and get in your face. "Don't you claim to be a heel? Are all Egyptian heels this pathetic? Or can you beat other Egyptians, but you're no match for Americans?" I slap you, focused on humiliating you as much as I can in front of the crowd. "Looks like you're going to be keeping that jobber title after this match." I smile at you, running my hand down your torso until I get to your bulge. I grab a handful of it and squeeze it. Flip you over and give your exposed ass a couple more spanks. "I'm going to enjoy fucking this ass. You'll be thanking me for giving you my 8" American cock." I grab your hair and drag you across the mat to the side of the ring. I drape your throat over the middle rope, put my thigh on the back of your neck and press down choking you on the rope.
17:21 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: You get inches away from my face, as I'm forced to stare right into those sexy model eyes of yours. Your trash talk starts getting the crowd going too, as they start another U-S-A chant! Growling at you "Fuck you...I...we're no--AHHH!!" I scream as you SLAP my face hard! The young American clearly trying to assert his dominance over me. I feel your hand going down my body..."Us Egyptians never surrender...we never--AHHHH!!!" interrupted again as you SQUEEZE my balls and make me squeal and flail my legs. "That sounded like a surrender to me!" the announcer says before you flip me over and start SPANKING my exposed brown ass! My hands still cupping my balls as my brown ass jiggles from the impact and the crowd sees my Egyptian flag wedgied so far up my own ass it almost looks like a cape! You drag me up quickly and CHOKE me against the middle rope as you pose over my body and my arms flail! Desperately hoping the cameraman doesn't get a close-up of my spanked, wedgied ass!
17:26 The_Model_Wrestler: All of this humiliation is making me more confident and cocky than when the match started. I flex for the crowd while I use my leg to choke you on the middle rope. "You won't surrender? Yes you will." I stop the choke and grab the waistband of your wedgied gear, using it to pull you away from the ropes and into the middle of the ring. I turn you onto your back. I put my foot on your sweaty body and flex while you look up at me. "Look at this. The smaller American is making the bigger Egyptian his bitch. Just admit it, America is better than Egypt. Always has been and always will be. Stars and stripes forever!"
17:32 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: I glance up at the big screen and see the cocky American FLEXING his model-quality muscles as he chokes me against the ropes! A perfect photo-op, your mighty stars and stripes proudly on display, while you're choking me so hard that my wedgied flag ass is on display above me! I can't even reply to your trash talk because you're choking me so hard. My face starting to turn blue and the crowd wondering if I'll go out cold here. But you suddenly GRAB me by the waistband yet again! I SCREAM as I clutch my pouch yet again..."AHHHHHH...MY ASSS...MY BALLLSSS!!!" the wedgie getting brutal as you drag me by it! "OOOOH and that proud Egyptian flag speedo reduced to an Egyptian flag THONG! His waistband almost went over his HEAD!" the announcer adds as you flip me over and PLANT your big boot on my sweaty body. All I can do is stare up at the lights as the crowd laughs. I defiantly try to push your boot off my chest...
17:37 The_Model_Wrestler: "What's that? Trying to push my boot off of you? Come on bro. I weigh 160, you're 190. Can't move my boot?" The announcer and crowd start laughing. "You're weak, like all Egyptians." I take my boot off you and bring you to your feet by your hair. I walk you toward the ropes and toss you out to the floor through the top and middle ropes. I immediately follow you out to the floor. I pick you up in a front face lock and walk us over to the guardrail in front of the fans. Your ass still exposed, I start parading you in front of the crowd. "Everyone give his ass a slap." The crowd does that as I walk you around. I reach down and squeeze your cock with my free hand. At this point, I'm more worried about humiliating you than ending the match.
17:42 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: Still so humiliated and battered from the brutal ass and sack domination that I can't manage to get the model boy's foot off my chest! The whole arena laughing at me as I struggle...but then I suddenly feel myself getting JERKED up to my feet! Before I know it, I get LAUCHED out of the ring, and helplessly fly over the top rope! I try to protect my face from the landing...but my wedgied pouch ends up SMASHING against the hard ground as the crowd gives an OOOOH and I hear you laughing from inside the ring! "A crash-landing...balls-first...classic Arab going jobber-mode at the sight of a mighty American!" the announcer adds. You quickly follow me out and LOCK me in a tight front facelock! Grimacing in pain as I feel you parading me around...and then the humiliating SPANKSS come!! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! My brown ass getting battered and humiliated by the fans, as if the mega flag-wedgie wasn't bad enough! I hear some drunk college guy from the stands asking you..."HEY! I'M A HUGE FAN...CAN I GET YOUR AUTOGRAPH?? Sign it on his ASS!" the drunk frat boy says as my eyes go wide...
17:46 The_Model_Wrestler: I smile when the fan asks for my autograph. I release your bulge and he hands me a marker. "Who am I to say no to a fan?" I sign my name on your ass. THE MODEL WRESTLER USA! I toss the marker back to the college guy and walk you toward the ring. I lean you against the apron and send a CHOP into your brown pecs, followed by a second CHOP. "Look at you. Outweigh me by 30 pounds and I'm making you my bitch. Do you surrender yet, or do you want more humiliation first?" I lift my knee and SLAM it into your wedgied pouch.
17:53 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: The humiliation visible on my face as you start writing on my thick brown ass in black marker! The whole crowd laughing as the college jock's buddy leans in for a photo. Both you and him posing in front of your signature on my ass! The announcer laughing like crazy at the sight of it...and then the drunk jock decides to YANK my wedgie up harder as he spanks my ass and screams "SURRENDER TO AMERICA, EGYPTIAN JOBBER!" as his buddy laughs. The crowd going absolutely wild at the heavier Arab "heel" getting humiliated! You finally move us away from the fans and lean me against the apron. YOU CHOPPP my big brown pecs hard, turning them red. I grit my teeth and try to reply to save some face..."Egypt...NEVER surrenders!" I say...before your knee SMASHES into my tight, wedgied pouch and I let out another humiliating SQUEAL and fall to my knees, cupping my manhood!
17:58 The_Model_Wrestler: Again, you tell me Egypt never surrenders, but your squeal seems to indicate otherwise. "Even if Egypt doesn't surrender, which I don't believe, you will. Not only will you surrender but you'll call me your American master." You're on your knees in front of me, holding your cock again. "That's a familiar position for you." I pick you up off the floor and roll you back into the ring. "You're a pathetic Egyptian jobber." I get onto the apron, then start climbing the turnbuckles. I get to the top and leap off, putting my leg out going for a flying legdrop to your pecs, knowing if I hit this you'll be close to done.
18:03 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: Squealing on my knees right in front of the cocky American model. He has better looks than I do...and I'm starting to concede that he's the better wrestler. But I'll never admit that out loud! Your trash talk is so thorough that I can't even get a response out...it's true! If the mighty American keeps up this brutal domination, I'll be waving the white flag eventually. You taunt me for being on my knees again, and as you approach me to pick me up, your giant stars and stripes bulge GRINDS into my face, making the audience roar with laughter! I get rolled in helpless, at least my I'm on my back so they can't see my ass, spanked red by now. I feel the quick American shaking the ring as he gets up on the turnbuckle. You LEAPPP off...I try to roll...by the pain in my nutsack is just too much! I brace for impact!
18:08 The_Model_Wrestler: I'm in mid-air flying toward you, hoping you're too hurt to move and that is the case. My leg slams down across your chest with an impact that shakes the ring. The crowd applauds as they know this match won't last much longer now. I get off you and acknowledge the crowd's cheers. I roll you onto your stomach. "I can't resist" I say before giving your already-red ass a couple more slaps. "Time to make the Egyptian bitch surrender to the smaller American." The crowd cheers ago as I sit on your back. I bring your arms up on my knees and I cup your chin with my hands. I pull your head back, locking you in the camel clutch. "You're an Egyptian jobber so you might as well surrender to the camel clutch" I taunt while pulling back on your neck, putting more pressure on your spine.
18:16 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: The pain rushing through my balls as I'm unable to roll away. The big American SMASSHINNG his legs down across my pecs! Knocking the wind out of me hard as the ring SHAKES from the impact and the crowd goes absolutely wild! The American standing up and flexing over me as I writhe on the mat, grabbing my busted chest and dominated pecs. Fuck...I roll onto my stomach...another rookie mistake as you start SPANKING my ass over and over again! My head jerking up with each brutal spank as the sound echoes through the whole arena! You finally stop spanking me...but you proudly sit your flag ass down on my wedgied ass...as you YANK up my arms and start cupping my chin! PULLING me back hard as I scream as you start locking in a humiliating camel clutch!! "OOOOH...THE AMERICAN MODEL IS RIDING THE ARAB BOY LIKE A CAMEL!" the announcer says...
18:19 The_Model_Wrestler: I'm pulling your head back toward me, but you're not giving up yet. "Not surrendering yet? Let's add to the humiliation then. I let go of your chin and wrap my arm around your head, pulling your head back so you're tasting my pit as I add a dragon sleeper to the camel clutch. "How does my sweaty pit smell? This is it bitch. Time for the Egyptian to surrender to the American. There's no escape now. End the pain and tell me I'm your American master. Egypt never stood a chance against America."
18:25 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: I desperately try to avoid tapping to the camel...fuck...no way! I can't lose to an American in the CAMEL clutch!! But as you STRETCH my spine as far as it'll go...I get inches away from tapping out. My legs flailing in pain...but then you release the pressure. A quick feeling of relief...thinking you're going easy on me...but then I hear you say the word "humiliation!" My eyes go wide as you WRAP your arm around my head and LOCK my face deep into your sweaty pit! I SCREAMMMM as you lock the brutal dragon sleeper + camel clutch combo on! WRENCHHHING my spine back as far as it'll go as I kick my legs and howl in pain! You pivot me JUST right so that my body weight AND yours are crushing down on my wedgie flag package! The audience taking note as I start SCREECHING in pain! "He's got Ahmed in a SWEATY Dragon sleeper...a HUMILIATING camel clutch...AND he's CRUSHING his balls into the mat! Now THAT'S how you finish off an Arab...American style!" the announcer adds as I just CAN'T take the
18:25 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: pain anymore!!! I start SCREAMING and going berserk...i tap out rapidly on your arm! "I GIVE UP...I GIVE, SIR...I TAP....I SURRENDERRRR!!! I SURRENDERRR, AMERICAN MASTER!! EGYPT...NEVER STOOD A CHANCE AGAINST AMERICA!!!" I scream as the crowd goes wild for you...
18:30 The_Model_Wrestler: The crowd goes wild hearing the announcer describe what I'm doing to you. Three-way humiliation with the dragon, camel and crushed balls. "I know you're trying to resist. You want to try to save whatever little pride you have left, but we both know you're going to surrender to the smaller American model." Right as I finish that latest taunt, I feel you tapping on my arm." I ignore the tap, waiting to hear your submission. Finally, muffled in my pit I hear you tell me you surrender, and then I hear the words American master. "I release you from the hold. How humiliating for an Egyptian to surrender to a camel clutch." The crowd goes wild and I motion to the announcer to give me the microphone. He does, and I bring it up to your mouth. "Your surrender was muffled because your face was in my pit. I don't think the crowd heard it. Repeat your surrender into the mic so everyone hears it loud and clear."
18:36 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: The crowd going absolutely wild for one of the most humiliating ways they've ever seen a man surrender in the ring! My face smothered into your sweaty American pit...as I get ridden like a camel by a lighter white boy...and I get my big Arab balls absolutely CRUSHED underneath both of our body weights! A few more moments of that brutal and agonizing humiliation...worried that the American might not have heard my plea through the smothering of his pits! Just as I'm about to scream the whole thing again you finally DROP the hold. The announcer going wild and hyping up the crowd as the big screen shows you flexing. But before I can roll out of the ring to save my dignity, you shove the microphone towards my face and DEMAND I say my plea again! "No....no....fuck no!!!" I say, angered and humiliated as I look up and see that cocky grin on your face. Face-down and ass-up yet again, I try to save a bit of my pride by slowly reaching back and un-wedging my flag speedo.
18:41 The_Model_Wrestler: I stand there just staring at you. "No? What makes you think a pathetic Egyptian like you can say no to an American alpha like me?" Upset at your refusal to do as you're told, I reach down and grab the waistband of your speedo. I pull it down to fully reveal your ass and give it a couple more slaps. I finish pulling your speedo off you. Holding it in my hand, I spit on the Egyptian flag on your gear. I put my boot on your ass and press down on it, grinding your cock and balls into the mat. "You have the microphone. Say it, Egyptian bitch!"
18:46 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: The American model, who I thought was a jobber, is now ordering me around like his own personal toy! He screams down his orders at me and I start to tremble in fear wondering what my new master's next punishment will be! As I feel you grab my waistband, I brace myself expecting another humiliating wedgie...but to my surprise...you STRIP my gear off! You start SPANKING my ass over and over again as the crowd laughs! My face turns red with embarrassment as the announcer adds "We've all seen it before, Ahmed!". Can't get away fast enough as you STOMMMPP down on my ass. CRUSHING my cock and balls on the mat with no protection from my gear! I scream "NO NO NOOOOO!!!" into the microphone, trying to resist.
18:52 The_Model_Wrestler: I crush your cock into the mat and I think that'll be enough to get you to obey me, but you still resist. You shout NO into the microphone. "You don't say no to your American master" I yell back at you. I pick up your speedo and walk with it over to your head. I reach down and put it on your face, making sure the flag is facing me. "This is what I think of the Egyptian flag." I pull down my stars and stripes speedo and put my cock above your gear on your face. I allow my precum to leak beneath me and it covers the flag on your speedo. "Your flag is a cum rag for my precum." I yank the speedo off your face, then wipe my pre from the speedo onto your face. "Say it, the humiliation doesn't stop until you surrender into the microphone."
19:00 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: My balls still DOMINATED and CRUSHED into the mat. The most abuse they've taken in a while. I scream my objection but it just makes my master even angrier! Why did I think he'd back down? These Americans NEVER back down! With my "proud" flag speedo still in your hands...you dance it in front of my face...then brutally STRAP it over me! "OOOOH...forcing a wrestling to wear his sweaty gear over his own face...that's GOTTA sting!" the announcer adds as the crowd goes wild. I see you through the legholes of my trunks...and notice your MASSIVE American cock on display. I shake my head no as you pick up my flag speedo and COAT my flag trunks with your precum! My body shaking and my legs kicking as you put it back on me and it gets ALL over my face! "OOOOH...and that's just the PRE...imagine how wet it's gonna feel when he coats the rest of it with that full STAR-SPANGLED LOAD!" the announcer says as I finally crack! Feeling the pre dripping onto my face as I scream...
19:01 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: "I SURRENDER...I SURRENDER...YOU'RE MY AMERICAN MASTER...AND EGYPT...NEVER STOOD A CHANCE AGAINST THE MIGHTY AMERICANS!!"
19:05 The_Model_Wrestler: "Finally, the truth comes out in front of the entire crowd. I am your American master and you are my pathetic Egyptian bitch." I put my arms under yours and yank you up to your feet. I walk you into the corner of the ring that is facing the American flag that is hanging in the rafters. "You're going to stare at the stars and stripes while I fuck you." I grind my cock against your ass. "I know you want me to fuck you. And everyone else is going to know it too. Beg me for my cock like the bottom bitch that you are." I put the tip of my cock next to your hole but don't go in. I'm making sure you feel my cockhead so you want me more. Waiting for the begging to begin.
19:07 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: The American taunts me as the crowd goes absolutely wild. The announcer already knew I'd break eventually. I get YANKED up in a brutal full nelson and the crowd sees my rock-hard brown cock, enjoying every second of this humiliation. I get escorted to the corner that proudly displays the American flag and my face gets JAMMED towards it, forcing me to kiss the flag! I feel your mighty American cock GRINDING against my ass as I moan involuntarily. The crowd egging you on for more as I feel your big cockhead griniding against my ass! I have no way out, no escape from this brutal humiliation...and deep down, I know I want it too. I start begging for your cock loudly..."YES, AMERICAN MASTER...GIVE IT TO ME...SIR!" I scream...
19:12 The_Model_Wrestler: You loudly beg me to fuck you. "That's right, you're my Egyptian bitch." Keeping you in the Nelson looking up at the flag, I slowly slide my cock into your ass. "The pathetic Egyptian wants the dominant American to fuck him, and that's what he's going to get." I start thrusting my cock inside of your hole, my precum readily flowing into your ass. "Admit it, there's no cock better than an American cock. That's why you always fight American heels. You go through all that pain for the joy of being fucked by an American." I ram my cock all the way into you, my balls slapping your ass cheeks. "Feel my cock inside you."
19:14 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: My beg echoes through the arena as I see the cameraman right outside of the ring, getting the perfect angle on my contorting face and my pounded asshole! You keep the trash talk coming, but I'm in no place to object. My pre-cum-covered flag still draped over my face as the crowd can see the fear in my eyes! "YES SIR...I WANT THE MIGHTY AMERICAN TO FUCK...MEE-AHHHHHHH!!" my plea turns into a scream as your big, strong American cock JAMS into my hole over and over again! I scream and grab onto the ropes as you taunt me more. Your big white balls that I made the mistake of attacking earlier now pounding against my brown ass that spent the whole match getting flossed, spanked and now penetrated!!
19:18 The_Model_Wrestler: I lock my grip on the full nelson even more while I ram my cock into your hole in rhythm to the USA! chant that is coming from the crowd. Thrusting on each letter. More precum entering your ass as I do. "Pathetic Egyptian begging for the smaller American's cock. How humiliating that must be for you. Even though you enjoy being fucked by guys like me who are hotter and tougher than you." I continue to thrust my cock inside of you, knowing that it won't take much longer for me to cum. "Get to work, bitch. Milk my cock. You want my load, you're going to have to earn it. Milk it out of my superior American cock."
19:22 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: Your full nelson grip getting tighter and tighter. Proving that you're the superior wrestler even after the humiliating match where you showed the world definitively. The crowd starts CHANTING the bane of every Arab wrestler's existence...that dreaded "U-S-A" chant! The crowd mindfucking me as the big American physically fucks me with his massive cock. "YES...YESS...I ADMIT IT. I WRESTLE AMERICAN HEELS...SO I CAN TAKE THEIR BIG AMERICAN COCKS, SIR!" I scream as the crowd goes absolutely wild. You demand that I milk your cock...so like the submissive pussy I am, I immediately oblige. I start tightening my ass like a good Arab power bottom serving his American master. I milk your cock with my ass as I moan louder and louder. Your big cock hitting my prostate and making me BLOW my load hands free as I scream out another humiliating surrender!
19:26 The_Model_Wrestler: "It seems like I've completely broken you. The way it should be. No Egyptian can stand up to an American." I feel you tighten your ass around my cock, milking me as you were ordered to do. I see you shoot your jobber load hands free, and it doesn't take me much longer after that. When I see you cum hands free, I release my load inside of your hold, filling your ass with my jizz. "There you go, my American alpha cum. You've been waiting the whole match for that. Tell me how good it feels to have my warm load inside you."
19:30 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: The American taunting in my ear about how broken and humiliated I am! Just like my country, a weak little US proxy state...I shoot out a second hands-free load from your humiliating taunts as I coat the ringpost with my weak, inferior jobber load! Then my eyes go wide again as I feel you SHOOTING your massive American load into my ass!!! Shot after shot until my brown ass is fully filled with your heel seed! Moaning as I feel it fill my ass completely...your taunts still mindfucking me as I see you bring your head to my side to force me to make eye contact with my master. "IT...FEELS SO GOOD, SIR...YOUR COCK IS SUPERIOR, SIR...AND I LOVE YOUR BIG AMERICAN LOAD!" I say, as I stare into your sexy model eyes...fully believing every word that I just said.
19:35 The_Model_Wrestler: You tell me how much you love having my superior American load inside of you. I pull out of your ass and leave you standing in the corner, knowing you're not going anywhere. I leave the ring and walk over o the announce table to grab your belt. I bring it back into the ring with me. "I've never put a title on another guy before, but I will for you since you definitely deserve the jobber title." I put your belt around your waist. "Congrats on another successful defense of your jobber championship, the only success you ever have." I put my hands on your shoulders and push you down to your knees. "There's only one way to celebrate keeping your jobber title." I point to the ringpost." Lick your jobber jizz off the post. Taste your own load of failure."
19:38 Ahmed_the_Egyptian_Dominator: Can't even deny my humiliating defeat anymore. Fully put in my place by the big American master. You violently YANK your cock out of my ass and I moan a bit as your cum starts leaking out immediately. I slump down towards the corner as your cum seeps down my legs. Completely dumbfounded, my head still spinning from that brutal match and that even more brutal ass-pounding. When you suddenly return to the ring, I notice you have my jobber title belt. Oh no. The bane of my existence. You put it around my waist as the crowd cheers for my humiliation. The big, cocky Arab reduced to a kneeling jobber. You push me down to all fours and the crowd's on the edge of their seat after your request. I have no choice...I immediately follow your orders and lick my own cum off of the ringpost! "OOOOH looks like Ahmed should have thought twice before blowing his load without permission from his All-American Master!" the announcer adds...
19:44 The_Model_Wrestler: The announcer adds to your humiliation, pointing out that you shot your load without your American master's permission. Once I'm satisfied that you've licked enough cum off the post, I wrap my arm around your head and lock you in another dragon sleeper. I tighten my arm around you as much as I can, making sure you can't breathe. Once I see you go out, I release you from the dragon and watch you fall to the mat. The cameraman focused on your body spread eagle, your jobber belt sitting above your jobber cock. A fan in the crowd throws me an American flag and I wave it on my way out of the ring, the crowd starting another USA chant as I leave you in the ring humiliated with me going back to the locker room to celebrate my victory over the Egyptian bitch.

Published: 2022-08-06, viewed 197 times.