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19:23 tmack: I am pumped up. My debut match is at OPCW Trip to Hell. I am in the locker room. I am 6' and weigh in at 181 pounds. I move towards a big wall mirror in the locker room. I stand in front of it admiring myself. I am wearing red trunks and red boots. Of course I am shirtless. I smile at the reflection from the mirror. I hear the announcer saying my name as I walk through the door. I walk towards the ring. The fans has their hands outstretched and I ignore them. I look at a couple of young kids. "Fans SUCKS!" The fans begins to BOO me wildly. I smile as I continue to walk towards the ring. I get to the ring and I slide under the ropes and into the ring. The announcer was saying it's a pro match with pin or submission. I go to my corner and stretch. Pulling on the ropes behind me. I wait for my opponent.
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19:26 D_Struckshun: Sitting on the bench in front of my locker with my silver & purple hoodie up over my slick, bald head, looking down at my clenched hands as I shut the world out except for the match at hand. My compact, powerful 5'6" 170lbs hair body tingles with anticipation. I'm geared up in my silver & purple squares with matching knee pads, boots, and wrist bands. The announcer calls you to the ring and the crowd roars in disapproval, booing you as you make your way to the ring, something that usually awaits me. But this is no ordinary match. For whatever reason, this cruiserweight heel pissant thinks he'll get an easy win by taking on a lightweight heel. He's in for a rude awakening. I hear my intro music start...a repeating cycle of the eerie intro to Synchronicity II by The Police. The crowd hushes. I get up and step through the curtain to a blue-purple-white light. The wall of noise from the eruption of cheers almost catches me off-guard. (Mtc)
19:27 D_Struckshun: I look out at the wildly cheering crowd all too happy to cheer on the underdog in this battle of heels. I stalk down the ramp and through the aisle to the ring shrugging off the pats to my back and arms. My grim gaze is locked on you. I stomp around the ring to the metal steps, pounding up them and stepping through the ropes. I bounce on my toes, unzip my sleeveless hoodie, take it off, and throw it into the crowd to more wild cheers. Yt
19:29 tmack: I hear your intro music start. The crowd hushes as I look towards the curtain. I see a blue-purple-white light and then the crowd eruption in cheers. Watch you stalk down the ramp as I begin bouncing on my toes. I see you looking right at me and never took your eyes off of me. You stomp around the ring to the metal steps. I heard you pounding up them. I shake my head some, hearing that sound. See you step through the ropes. I look around and the crowd is going nuts for you. I flip off the crowd. I turn back as you unzip your hoodie and took it off and threw it into the crowd. I thought to myself. Some dumb fan got a smelly hoodie. I smile as the ref comes over and checks me. "Get away from me" I yelled , but he still had to check me. yt
19:35 D_Struckshun: I watch the ref check you for illegal objects and you bark at him to get away. He ignores you and crosses the ring to follow suit with me. I glower at him. It takes every bit of restraint not to shove him away. He backs away satisfied that we don't have any weapons stashed on us and raises his finger high to call for the bell. *DING DING DING* The crowd roars again as the match starts. I crouch into a defensive stance and cautiously move forward to my left, changing to my right, looking to start circling with you. Yt
19:39 tmack: My debut match begins. The crowd roars and I glance out at the crowd and I place both hands over my ears. I look back at you. You crouch into a defensive stance and cautiously move forward. I came out of my corner with my hands up and protecting my body. You move forward and then to your left and then changing to your right. I move my head each time you went a different direction. Making sure I was keeping an eye on your moves. I start to circle you. I came in for a elbow and collar tie up. Yt
19:40 D_Struckshun: I lunge in to try locking up with your larger physique in the opening elbow and collar. I can only grunt as you start powering me backward, almost toying with me. Just before you push me into the ropes, though, I twist and pivot to use your momentum to turn us and pin you against the ropes instead! I press my smaller body against you and tie our arms up above our heads to keep you from any cheap shots. The ref comes over to pry us apart. As he backs me up, somewhat slowly, our arms lower. I manage to free my right hand and send a quick slap across your cheek over the ref's back! Yt
19:44 tmack: We lock up and you grunt as I start powering your backward. Toying with you as we get closer to the ropes you twist and pivot and turn us around and now my back is against the ropes. "Ref he pulled my hair" I feel you press your body against me and tie our arms up above our heads. The ref comes over to pry us apart. I keep my arms above my head for a bit. As the ref backs you up I started lower my arms. You bring your right hand over the back of the ref and slap me across my cheek. MY head turns some and then back. I shake my head some and smile. The crowd cheering you on. I step out of the corner and begin circling you. I am being cautious. yt
19:47 D_Struckshun: We circle again continuing to measure each other up. I'm trying my best not to display any intimidation by your larger size. I work in closer and closer until I try lunging in again for another elbow and collar tie up. Yt
19:49 tmack: We begin circling again and measure each other up. You work closer and closer unit you lunge in and go for another elbow and collar tie up. I lock up with you and start using my weight to push you back. Trying to jockey for position. Yt
19:54 D_Struckshun: I grunt and strain as once again you seem to drive me back fairly easily! I try to pivot and reverse positions again but you seem to make an adjustment as you jockey for position and drive me back into a corner. Yt
19:55 tmack: You try again and pivot, but this time I was ready for it. I drove you back into the corner. I raise our arms above our heads as the ref was trying to break it up. I slowly lower my hands but then I slap your chest as hard as I can. Right in front of the ref. I back up and smile at you. Yt
19:58 D_Struckshun: I cringe and wince as your hand SMACKS across my chest. The impact of the shot drives a little breath out of my lungs and I take a deep breath to refill them while the ref backs you up. Yt
20:01 tmack: Seeing you wince from the smack across your chest. The ref backs me up some. I go around the ref and came in looking to grab your wrist and whip you into the opposite corner. Yt
20:05 D_Struckshun: I open my eyes to see you looming in front of me already. I try to grab the ropes only to feel you grab my wrist and yank me out of the corner to whip me across the ring to the opposite corner. I twist and slam back against the buckles, slumping and grabbing the top ropes to stay standing. It seems like for the moment you're using your size to assert early dominance in this match! Yt
20:06 tmack: I see you slam back against the buckles and you are slumping as you grab the top ropes to stay standing. I come charging in as I leap as I get closer to you trying to hit a body splash. Yt
20:11 D_Struckshun: I feel you coming more than see you coming. It's when I stop feeling the ring shake from your pounding feet that I open my eyes and look up to see you flying through the air! Your spreads wide open to completely engulf me in your shadow and my eyes widen in terror! I fight through that terror to duck and dodge to my right at the last second, leaving only the buckles waiting for your landing! Yt
20:14 tmack: Coming in with a body splash. I see your eyes widen in terror and I have a smirk on my face knowing that you will feel my body against yours. Then I see you duck and doge to your right at the last second. My eyes widen as I know what is about to happen. My body splash the buckles chest first. I fall backwards holding onto my chest and in pain. Yt
20:17 D_Struckshun: I watch you crash backwards and immediately pounce on the opportunity, knowing I might not have too many against your beefy, buff body. I start pounding on your torso with stomps. I grab the ropes to use for extra leverage. My boots pound into your chest and abs! Yt
20:19 tmack: I am holding my chest as you start pounding my torso with stomps. Each stomps air escape from me and I trying to block the stomps. I see you grabbing the ropes for extra leverage. Each stomps hurts worse now and you pound my chest and abs. Try to grab the leg to stop the stomping. Yt
20:23 D_Struckshun: You grab my ankle momentarily to stop my stomps but with me grabbing the ropes I fend off any attempt to pull me down and yank my boot out of your grasp. I bend down to grab your upraised arm and wrist, using them to pull your heavier body back up to your feet to try whipping you across the ring off the opposite ropes while I leap up for a missile dropkick... yt
20:27 tmack: I was able to grab the ankle to stop the stomps. You been down and grab my wrist and pull me to my feet. You whip me across the ring off the opposite ropes. My chest is still hurting from the stomps. I rebound from the ropes and seen you leap up going for a missile dropkick. I try to slow down my momentum but still got hit with that missile dropkick. I fall to the canvas once again on my back. Yt
20:34 D_Struckshun: The dropkick works! Or at least it seems to, though I feel like you were maybe able to slow down a little to reduce some of the damage? Naw, shake those doubts off, D! I drop down to cover your chest. I slip my right arm under your head. My left arm slides under your left leg to hook it. The bulk of your body keeps me from any hope of locking a tight cradle, so for this early pinfall attempt I can only settle my hand on your bulge, which I squeeze and rub lightly trying to throwing a little extra distraction while the ref gets ready to smack the canvas with the pin count. Yt
20:37 tmack: Feel you dropdown to cover my chest. I feel you slip your right arm under my head. Your left hand on my bulge. You squeeze it and rub lightly. Your plan work for a bit . I got distracted as you lightly rub my bulge. the ref count 1....2 OH shit! I go to kick out. Yt
20:43 D_Struckshun: I moan softly feeling your bulge stir, even forgetting about the count, too, until my body is jolted upwards by your powerful kickout. My own bulge throbs and starts to tent from your display of power. My burst of offense took a bit out of me. I sit back on my haunches, wipe the sweat off my face and head, and finally crawl forward to lock in a tight rear headlock on you! Yt
20:46 tmack: my bulge was throbbing and I see your bulge starting to ten . You on your haunches as you wipe the sweat off your face. I try to get up but you crawl forward and lock on tight rear headlock. I bring my hands up to try and pull your hands away from me. I am struggling to free myself. I try to bring my feet underneath me to try to get up. Yt
20:50 D_Struckshun: My smaller body isn't bear heavy enough to keep you down very long. I feel you slowly power up to your feet. I cling to your back and do my best to try tightening the headlock but it gets harder and harder from the awkward angle. Eventually you get almost back up to your full height and I feel my legs dangle off the canvas, forcing me to bring my legs up to your hips. My cock throbs more at your new display of power and pokes at your lower back. Yt
20:53 tmack: I struggle to get to my feet. You cling to my back trying to keep the hold on as best as you can. You continue to tighten the headlock. I am still struggling to make it to my feet. Finally I am standing straight up. I feel you bringing your legs up to my hips. My cock is tenting. I feel your cock throbbing as it pokes me in the lower back. I stand there for a few seconds. Trying to look around. See what I wanted. I start backing up and trying to pick up speed. Holding your legs as I try to escape by ramming you back first into a corner. Yt
20:58 D_Struckshun: You grab my legs and hold them tight against your hips. You start to move and my eyes widen in shock and renewed fear. You carry me piggyback until you line up your target and scamper backwards to crush me against the buckles in the corner! I grunt and moan at the impact, instantly releasing the headlock to slowly slide off your back down to my feet between your body and the buckles. The blow sends a massive surge into my crotch that leaves my cock totally hard and snaking up and to my left in my silvery trunks. Yt
21:04 tmack: I was able to break that headlock. I a crushing you against the buckles and the corner. I hear you grunt and moan on impact. I grab the ropes on either side of me to keep me standing and to keep my body crushing yours while I regroup. Shaking my head. I can feel your ROCK HARD cock against my red trunks. I smile as I started rubbing my ass around. Then I send a right elbow back at your face. Yt
21:08 D_Struckshun: A moan escapes me as you go to work grinding against me and setting my cock throbbing until my first drops of pre stain my trunks over my head. I grab the top ropes to either side of me. Your elbow smashes back into my face, snapping my head back and buckling my legs. I stay on my feet but only barely as once again I'm slumping forward. My face rests against your slick, sweaty back. Yt
21:11 tmack: You are slumping forward as I feel your face resting against y sweaty back. I step forward a bit and turn. I grab your head and place it under my armpits. I took one of my hands and grab your silver trunks which I see pre stain on them. I smile. I pull on your trunks and lifting you up.. Trying to go for a Suplex. Yt
21:19 D_Struckshun: I stumble forward out of the corner in your front headlock. I feel my trunks tighten around my stiff cock as you grab a handful at my hip and pull on them. Effortlessly, you heave me up and hold me vertical! My cock throbs and I whimper as I'm stuck in the air. Then I'm flying through upside-down and backwards as you drop back to slam me back on the canvas, completing the suplex. My body flops a few times from the impact before bridging up, momentarily thrusting my tent high into the air while I clutch at my head and neck. I finally drop back to the canvas and stamp my feet in agony! Yt
21:22 tmack: Hearing you whimper makes my cock leak in my red trunks. Seeing your body flops a few times ..I thought someone need a camera. Then it bridging up and your tent high into the air. You clutching your head and neck and then back to the canvas and stamp your feet. I smile as I want to humiliate you some. I did a reverse face sit. My ass is on your face. I lean and grab your feet. I pull them up. Showing off your ass and cock. Hoping I have a tight hold cause this is a roll up pin. The ref slides down and counts 1....Yt
21:29 D_Struckshun: Your as crushes down on my face forcing me to inhale your sweaty, musky, taint and ass crack. I whimper and gag underneath you. You roll me up lifting my legs high and spreading my legs apart. My cock throbs and leaks in front of your face as the ref starts the count. It takes all my strength and willpower to kick my right leg out and twist my left shoulder up just enough to break the pin count and jolt your body just before the 3. Yt
21:33 tmack: Seeing your cock throbbing and leak in front of my face as the ref starts his count. I am thinking there is no way that D can get out of this. But you were able to with your right leg kick out and twist your left shoulder up causing my body to jolt before the 3. I look at the ref and hold up 3 fingers and the ref holds up 2."Damn it! Ref do your job" I then move my ass off your face. I am on my knees to your side and place my hands around your throat and choking you. Yt
21:37 D_Struckshun: I gasp and gulp fresh air after suffocating under your tight, hard ass, but it's short-lived as you grab my throat and start blatantly choking me! My hands shoot to your wrists as I futilely try prying them off. My eyes bulge and face instantly turns purple. My feet stamp and stomp the canvas. The ref tries pulling you off. Unable to, he starts the automatic count out to 5. Yt
21:41 tmack: Feeling your hand on my wrist and trying to pry them off your throat to no avail. Your eyes bulge and your face turns purple. I have an evil grin on my face at that time and my bulge really tenting. You stomp your feet on the canvas. The ref tries to pull me off, but refs are weak. So he starts his 5 count. He gets to 4 before I release the choke hold. I stand up " I have until 5" as I stomp down on your chest once. Ref moves me back some. Yt
21:44 D_Struckshun: You finally release and stand up at 4, which affords me another gulp of air that is instantly blasted back out of me by your savage stomp. My body flops under the blow. I roll on to my side clutching my chest. My face is twisted in pain. Moans pour out of me. Yt
21:47 tmack: I move away from the ref as you roll on to your side and clutching your chest. I hear moans coming from you. I came to your legs and grab them and lift them up. I am trying to turn you over on your stomach. Trying to put you in a Boston Crab. Yt
21:51 D_Struckshun: I feel you grab my legs and lift them. Already practically on my stomach, you're easily able to lock on the Boston crab! I howl in agony as my abs stretch, my back crunches, and my thigh muscles strain! I push up on to my arms trying to mitigate the pain. The ref rushes around to ask if I give up. I raise my hand as if to tap, then shake my head defiantly and howl. Yt
21:58 tmack: I was able to get that Boston Crab lock on. You howl makes my bulge tent as my ass is sitting on your ass. I pull back on your legs further. Stretching those abs and back more. You push up on your arms to try and mitigate the pain. The ref rushes around to ask if you give up. The ref does not signal for the end of the match. I try to pull back on your legs some more. Yt
22:01 D_Struckshun: Each time you pull back harder draws more howls of pain and protest. I lift my hand contemplating a tap out again but fight it off and instead start scraping and clawing my way forward, inch by inch, pulling you backwards as I fight my way toward the ropes...reaching out, stretching my fingers, I can almost feel them brushing the rope...yt
22:04 tmack: Your howling is like music to my ears. I know that you have to tap sometime. But then I feel you scraping and clawing your way forward. I am shaking my head in a NO motion. You pull forward inch by inch. My face has a disbelief look on it. I try to pull back your legs even more to stop the momentum you have. Yt
03:28 D_Struckshun: I'm so close to the ropes when you crank my legs as far back as you can! I throw my head back and cry out in agony! My body is on fire with pain! I raise my hand into the air. It trembles as I'm on the precipice. I smack it down on the mat to pull myself forward one last inch and then snap my hand on to the bottom rope! The gets in your face and screams at you to break the crab! Yt
03:32 tmack: Hearing you cry out makes my bulge tent more. The ref is in my face screaming at me to break the hold. I keep the hold on a little bit longer. Could not believe you made it to the ropes. The ref continues to be in my face. He is so close to me that I can tell he has bad breathe. I release the hold. I go to stand up and for good measure I stomp on one of your legs. That gets the ref really screaming at me. I start walking away and ignoring the ref. I turn and look at you. Yt
03:34 D_Struckshun: I lay flat on my stomach, shuddering, with my hand clutching the rope. I yelp when you stomp my leg but I almost don't even feel it. My lower back pulses and throbs. Slowly, I finish crawling to the ropes and use them to start pulling myself back to my feet. Yt
03:39 tmack: I heard you yelp when I stomp that your leg. You using the ropes to start pulling yourself back to your feet. I smile. I look to see where the ref was. I go over to you and go to pull your silver &Purple squares and about to send a hard right punch to your back when the ref is screaming at me to get you off the ropes. I shake my head. Look at the ref "I know the rules" Yt
03:46 D_Struckshun: I stand shakily, leaning forward with my hands clutching the middle ropes. I feel my trunks pull away from my ass and tighten around my bulge, but no punch. I stand confused until I hear your bickering with the ref. Knowing you're both distracted, hidden behind you, and having precious little time, I take the only option available to me. I drop to my knees to pull out of your grip, spin, and launch my arm up between your legs like a rocket to connect my fist with your nuts, then turn back around to drape myself over the middle rope! Yt
03:51 tmack: "Damn ref!" I feel you dropping to your knees and I lost my grip on your trunks. I turn my head towards you and do not see you against the ropes. BUT...when your arm goes between my legs like a rocket and connects with my nuts. "FUCK!!" I scream as loud as I can. Probably in a high pitch voice. I now know where you were. I grab for my nuts as I start to bend over. I take a couple steps back and fall right on my ass. The crowd is going NUTS!! My eyes are watery as I see you draping yourself over the middle rope. The ref comes and check on me asking if I was ok........Shaking my head in a noooo motion. Yt
03:55 D_Struckshun: The ref then looks at me, back at you, back at me, and back at you one more time, and scratches his head, all the while trying to figure out what happened. I climb back up to my feet again and clutch my lower back trying to wrench it back into place. I turn to see you sitting on your ass. A brief smirk crosses my face knowing where your hands are. I turn, stagger towards you, stop behind you, cock my leg back, and snap a vicious round-house kick to the back of your head! Yt
04:01 tmack: I am massaging my nuts. The ref keeps on looking at me and then at you and then at me. "Ref come massage my balls" He looks at me as he backs away from me and scratches his head. I look at you and I see a smirk crosses your face. I see you turn and stagger towards me. Try to get my hands up to defend me, but my hands kept on massaging my balls. I surely not moving so you are behind me and cock your leg back and snap a vicious round house kick to the back of my head. Everyone in the arena heard your feet connecting to my head. My head snaps forward as I go forward onto the canvas. I grab for my head....and I mean the one on my shoulders. My head is hurting! I am rolling on the canvas. The crowd is cheering you on. I roll onto my back but still holding my head. My face is showing the pain. Yt
04:07 D_Struckshun: I look out at the crowd and get a roar of approval for my devious tactics. Turning back to look down at you, I see you've rolled on to your back, your face twisted in pain, and your hands holding your head, I loom over you and then in a flash leap up, tuck my legs, and drop as if to try falling down on my knees only, with your body in the way, it quickly becomes clear that I'm aiming to pound my shin across your throat! Yt
04:11 tmack: The crowd gives you a roar of approval for the dirty tactics you did. You turn and look down at me. I see you staring at me as you loom over me. Then in a flash you leap up and tucking your legs. My mind is telling my body to move but my body lays there. Your shin lands across my throat. My body jerk up and then back down. I cough and grab for my throat. I begin to roll away from you trying to regroup. Yt
04:17 D_Struckshun: I bounce back up to my feet and clutch my lower back again from some new flashes of pain as a result of my leg drop, but I know the damage to you was likely far worse. The ref screams at me now about the illegal attack to your throat, but Inswear to him that it was on to your collarbone and then push past him when I see you trying to roll away. I catch up to you in the middle of the ring and stomp on your lower back to stop you in your tracks, drop down on to the back of your legs to pin them down, reach forward to underhook your arms, pull you back, throw my left arm over your throat, and lean back to lock in a dragon sleeper! Yt
04:23 tmack: You stomp on my lower back to stop me in my tracks. I am in the middle of the ring as you drop down on the back of my legs to pin them and I feel you reaching forward to underhook my arms and pull me back. Trying to keep my arms free but your left arm over my throat and lean back. You have me in a dragon sleeper. I scream at the ref "Choke" I straight to squirm. trying to free m arms and legs. I start trying to pull my arms from your underhook. Hoping to get you to losen your grip. Yt
04:31 D_Struckshun: I mash your face into my sweaty, hairy armpit to muffle your screams of "Choke!" I switch my right arm from an underhook to grab your right forearm. I lean back further and further and then...I pull my right leg out from under me...then my left...removing them from your legs. Once freed I throw them around your waist and lock my ankles to change the dragon sleeper into my Jaws of D Struckshun! I squeeze my scissor around your waist with all the strength I have left while pulling all the way back to pin your legs with my back, completely trapping, scissoring, squeezing your carotid artery, and suffocating you with my pit all at once! Yt
04:37 tmack: My face is mash into your sweaty hairy armpit to muffle my screams. You do a lot of switching with your arms and and legs. I feel you leaning back further and further. I feel your legs wrapping around my waist and locking your ankles. You squeeze your scissors around my waits with all your strength. You pull all the way back to pin my legs. I trying to squirm out of this by being completely trap and you squeezing my carotid artery I begin tapping. Yt
04:41 D_Struckshun: The crowd's eruption is deafening! The ref calls for the bell but I continue pulling back. The ref tries prying me off but I don't budge. Instead, I drop my feet down to press the heel of my boot against your bulge and work it up and down in quick little vibrations! I imagine the blood flooding away from your head to your crotch and start bouncing your upper body up and down! Yt
04:44 tmack: The ref calls for the bell but you continue to pull back . The ref tries to pry your off but you are not bulging. I feel you drop your feet down and press your heel on your boot against my bulge. You begin working it up and down in quick little vibrations. Starting to fade out. My eyes are closing. My upper body bouncing up and down.. yt
04:48 D_Struckshun: The ref continues to call for the bell and to try prying my arm off your face. I pull and buck and bounce you mercilessly after that brutal match, letting my heel out after you nearly eviscerated me. More refs run to the ring to try helping the match ref. It's not until I feel your body go limp that I finally let go of your head and disentangle myself from you to allow your body to catapult forward and flop to the canvas. I roll off your legs and climb back to my feet so that the ref can raise my arm in victory while the other refs check on your motionless body. Yt
04:54 tmack: My body goes limp as I am completely out. You release me as my body falls to the canvas face first. I have no idea of what's going on. No idea that there were more refs in the ring. I lay motionless on the canvas. Refs trying to bring me to by trying to shake me and hoping to be able to ask questions. Yt
04:57 D_Struckshun: I yank my arm out of the ref's hand and head to the ropes to drop out of the ring. I stagger up the aisle drenched in sweat and allow myself to enjoy the fans' adoration for once as I head back to the locker room. (End)

Published: 2022-11-20, viewed 72 times.