Superverse

08:18 The_Russian_Hammer: This mission was of supreme importance to The Red Fist. The Red Fist, an organization formed of discontented die-hards refusing to accept the collapse of the USSR, contained in their ranks generals, scientists, soldiers, engineers. And me. Dmitri Romanov, code name, "The Russian Hammer" A former Spetsnaz, an elite Soviet Commando, trained as a brutal hand to hand fighter, weapons expert, torturer, infiltration specialist.

08:18 The_Russian_Hammer: The Red Fists intelligence division had recently learned of the existence of a remote temple, deep in the Amazon Jungle. Ancient legends uncovered by them told of a powerful artifact, that if activated by the rape and murder of it’s guardian, could be retreived. It had certain properties… If the Red Fist obtained this artifact, it could be key to creating the ultimate soldier, imbued with super strength..

08:18 The_Russian_Hammer: Prepared for my mission, standing over 6’ tall, packing 300 pounds of savage, military-trained, super soldier enhanced muscle, I wore my battle gear, my heavy reinforced combat boots, my thick, carbon fibre black fatigues with red stripes running down the sides, a utility belt at my waist full of tools and weapons, the Jungle heat though, was so intense, I’d taken my shirt off, revealing my awesomely power packed chest. I entered the temple. Ready for anything, searching for the warrior who was meant to guard it..

08:28 Blaze_Beraht: The temple was not a big space, heavily overgrown as the jungle claimed the stones back, but there was a strong breeze and one of the field scientists mentioned it likely that the temple had lower levels integrated with the caverns that ran under the hills the temple was built into.
08:28 Blaze_Beraht: The passage was blocked by thick trees that further funneled the air, but your strength easily pried them apart, allowing you deeper into the temple. Unlike others of its kind, there were no traps, instead the few offshoot caverns had what seemed to be ancient exercise and training equiptment, suggesting tis place had been an army encamptment of some sort.

08:28 Blaze_Beraht: Furthest down, where the air cooled and water dripped off stalagtites and puddled on the cave floors, there was a large stone door covered in Aztec hierogylphs - the doctor in the group translated it saying that only a champion was allowed to enter, carrying no weapons but their own body to challenge for the sacred power guarded within. The doctor then turned to you, "Hammer, it seems we have found what we are here for."

08:35 The_Russian_Hammer: I nod at the doctor. I was ready for this. I shrugged my shoulders, and unclasped my tactical belt, setting it aside. Just in my boots and black combat trousers, I stepped forward and pressed against the ancient stone door. I grunted as it resisted, then pushed harder, then harder still, then with all my might, my hard muscles rippling with deep power, I threw myself totally into the effort. Suddenly, as if the total commitment of every ounce of my might had unlocked the door, it flashed, emitting a bright white light, then the ancient doors parted, and I stepped forward, into the inner sanctum.

08:47 Blaze_Beraht: As you entered the sanctum the bright light grew the doors beginning to slide shut to lock you in, a group of metal circles embedded in the floor picked up the light and began glowing. The three circles marked the starting point of the fight, the light growing and then coalesing into a human tall oval pillar on the opposite end on the ring from where you entered. The light dimmed and a tall and heavily furred warrior stood across from you. His skin was tanned, making his ginger hair and beared glow in the torchlight that flared in braisers around the edges of the room. Gold torcs hung on his upper biceps, a metal belt holding up a kilt that went from just below his bellybutton to his thighs, showing off the copper treasure trail of his abs. Uderneath, leather leggings ran down into heavy leather boots completing the warrior's look.

08:47 Blaze_Beraht: He crossed his arms over his furred chest. "So warrior, you seek the relic I guard. If you wish for the power of the hunt, then you must prove you are the alpha. We will fight, one will prevail and mark their prey, and then the prey will be slaughtered so that the alpha may grow strong. Enter your circle and the hunt will begin. The entire room is our battlefield."

08:52 The_Russian_Hammer: I take in the sight of this red-headed warrior, the thick girth of his biceps surrounded by torcs, his deep red beard, his ancient kilt and leather leggings. I began to stiffen at the prospect of fighting such a powerful man. I grinned. "Yes, I come for the relic. And you are my sacrifice. Come then, let us fight." I drop into a battle stance, and carefully slice forward, my heart pounding, my furry muscle rippling with might and ready for violence.

08:56 Blaze_Beraht: The light on the metal circles flashes bright and a gong sound rings out, starting the match. The light just as quickly dims not leaving behind after images and you'd see the warrior beginning his charge at you, his arms outstretched to offer a test of strength, the bearded man taunting, "I've felled bears with the strength of these arms, can you say the same?"

09:01 The_Russian_Hammer: I grin, "Felled bears have you? I've felled Americans and many others with my arms.... I have no doubt you will fall." I reach out to match your grip, my Russian muscle suddenly surging with savage might as I lock onto your hands, our grips intertwining, fingers interlaced. I take a broad, split stance to give me maximum base, and tense the rows of my fur covered battle-hardened abs, drawing power from my core to strengthen my position and my grip, as I lean into you, my biceps, shoulders, pecs, and lats swelling with power as I throw my strength against yours, flashing a grin at your bearded face.

09:06 Blaze_Beraht: I grin back, feeling our nipples grind against each other's furred pecs, my cock stirring in my loincloth, making my bulge grow inside my leathers. Growling, I also set my stance, tightening my washboard abs as you do, flexing to match muscle to muscle. We seem evenly matched, both of us growling and trying for just the slightest advantage. "Let's see how well you have trained the whole of your body, pup." I then slam my knee up at your crotch, aiming for your balls, trying to slam it hard then reset my stance, waiting to see how you weather the blow.

09:13 The_Russian_Hammer: The close contact is stimulating me, and I grin despite the ferocity of the contest as my Russian mast responds to his furry hard, handsome presence. Then, he matches me flex for flex, and mouths off, slamming his knee into my crotch. A thunderbolt of pain rips through my body, and I stagger, almost dropping as my balls scream in agony. But I do not fall, and I man up through the savage pain. "When I trained as a Spetsnaz, 'pup', we would kick each other in the balls for fun, it was a game to see who dropped first. It was a game.... I never lost." Then, mastering the agony in my balls, I fire off my own knee, looking to spear him right in his warrior orbs, with a brutal technique and efficiency.

09:18 Blaze_Beraht: The warrior smirks and licks his lips, trying to force extra pressure on the test of strength as you stagger back, grunting as he tries and fails to drop you to a knee. Huffing in respect as you gather yourself, he grunts back as you slam your knee hard into his crotch. His warrior cock hardens as the brutal hit connects, but he doesn't stagger back. "There is always a first time for everything pup," The warrior taunts back, as he slams a second hard knee up at your bulge, following with a headbutt at your forehead to keep uping the ante.

09:21 The_Russian_Hammer: This warrior.... is mighty indeed. I realize as my own blow to his nuts only elicits a grunt. I would have to up my game to match him. He slams his knee into my bulge again, this time accompanied with a headbutt. I stagger under the double blow, my balls churning, and start to fall to one knee, but using my cunning, I turn my fall into a new maneuver, letting go of your left hand, and seizing your balls in my right in a savage claw. Then, driving my shoulder into your body, I stand up, heaving you up onto my shoulders in a surprise fireman's carry, before driving you hard to the glowing floor of the chamber, still keeping my grip on your balls as I slam your furry muscle hard to the floor.

09:27 Blaze_Beraht: I see you fall to one knee, opening my mouth to taunt before sucking in a hissing breath as you rach up under my kilt to claw my balls hard. With my hand freed, I manage to slam a hook into your head as you drive your shoulder into my gut, making me wheeze as the hard hit digs into my abs. I hear you grunt as you start to lift me, and I try to wrap my arm around your throat. But before I can lock a choke, you're driving my back into the floor, making the room shake with the impact. I cough and wheeze from the hit, and the continyed pressure to my balls. But I grip your arm and kick my legs up, trying to wrap them around your shoulder and extend into an arm bar, tugging hard at your hand to try and force it to release my balls so that I can drag it to full extension.

09:33 The_Russian_Hammer: As I slam you down, you fight back hard the entire time, smashing a hook into my head, which stuns me, but I fight through it. Then, as I smash you hard to the floor of the fight pit, you grip my arm as it is seizing your kilt, and kick your legs up and over my arm, trying to lock in an arm bar. You tug hard at my balls to make them release, but I fight hard, stabbing my fingers into your hairy orbs to keep you from securing the arm bar. This gives me just enough time to turn into you, sinking my shoulders under your outstretched legs, and heaving forward, seeking to remove the threat by rolling you up, driving yoru knees and feet towards your head. With my free left hand, I send it down in hooks aimed at bashing in the side of your handsome bearded jaw. I grin down into your face as my dick gets stiffer.

09:39 Blaze_Beraht: I grunt and hiss as you squeeze my balls hard with your fingers, my 9" uncut cock starting to swell in my loincloth. My own cock stiffens as you fight back, "You will be a grand hunt," I growl as you start to roll me up. I grit my teeth together to keep from biting my tongue as your first blow hammers down, but with your free arm low near my head, I release my right leg from your shoulder to hammer the heel of my leather boot at the underside of your chin, intending to shove hard and roll with the force of the blow, trying to roll up into a mount on your chest to slug my free fist into your right eye in return.

09:45 The_Russian_Hammer: This warrior knows how to fight. He does. I hammer his head, but his right boot lifts up and back to slam into my chin, the leather scraping against my beard. I roll backwards grunting, but I never lose my grip on your balls, holding it deadly tight, the entire time my fingers are stabbing into your hairy baby makers. As you roll up to try and mount me, my right hand lifts up, smashing your balls into your pubic bone, showing off my strength as I heave you up one handed, using the momentum of your roll to mount me to aid my efforts, and send you flying over my head, finally releasing your nuts as I kip up to my feet, chest heaving.

09:50 Blaze_Beraht: I roar out, your heavy punch on my gripped balls making my cock spurt pre into my loincloth, dampening them. My cock throbs at the pain as my body goes flying, the sudden lack of pressure on my balls just as painful as the fingers, but I have fought through worse in my years as guardian and it only makes me yearn to take your ass and mouth more. I surge up from the ground turning a few moments later to see you already standing. I circle in, growling and licking my lips at the fighter in front of me. "I will enjoy breaking you!" I taunt, allowing you the initiative, hands outstretched in a wrestler's grab to guard against tackles or to grab a punch.

09:57 The_Russian_Hammer: We both regain our footing at the same time, and I am filled with a yearning to conquer such a mighty, handsome warrior. Desire floods me, the fight lust consuming. He approaches me in a wide stance, his hands ready to block any move I can make. I taunt back, "You are already broken, guardian, you just do not know it yet." I reach out cautiously with both my hands, seizing your hands in mine. Our chests smash together, hard, manly muscles and nips rubbing against each other. I grunt with effort as I pour my power into you, then, crafty, I suddenly throw myself backwards, pulling you down on top of me, coiling up my legs, and driving my boots deep into your crotch as you fall towards me, smashing your balls again with both my boots as I extend my legs, and send you flying hard over my head. I flip over, and regain my footing easily, kipping up with a grin on my face.

10:05 Blaze_Beraht: "You are cocky. I will enjoy breaking you of your arrogance." I taunt back as we press chest to chest. My cock throbs as our muscles grind and test each other, nipples to furred nipples, bodies pressed hard together as we try to overpower each other. Then you pull back suddenly, and I think you're trying to pull me into your guard. I drive my knee forward, intending to hammer it down on your bulge when your back hits the ground, but then I groaning as your heel meets my balls instead. The second hit has me crosseyed as I fly overhead, the pain leaving me flat on the floor as you kip up.

10:05 Blaze_Beraht: My balls and cock throb, the two hits in quick succession milking more pre from my balls, staining my loincloth and leaving it damp. I pant, letting myself recover and focus to tamp down the pain, ears straining to listen for your approach, intending to roll to the side and to my knees at the last possible moment to potentially make you tackle into the nearby wall.

10:11 The_Russian_Hammer: I move in towards you, realizing that at last you are starting to feel the effects of my concentrated assaults on your balls. I start to surge towards you, preparing to tackle you down, but instead, you are crafty, and your roll aside at the last moment, up to your knees. I smash into the wall , stopping my headlong flight with my hands, and see you just getting to your knees. Grimly, my boot lashes out behind me, seeking to smash you hard in your jaw before you can form your guard.

10:15 Blaze_Beraht: I grin raising my shoulder to take the blow there instead of on my face, the force of the knee making me skid back on the stone a few inches, but I'm ready and I shoot from my knees into a tackle, trying to ram my shoulder into the small of your back as you recover from the kick, roaring as I manage to smash you against the wall. I stand and grip the back of your head to hammer it against the unforgiving stone twice then try to grab your balls to lift you into an overhead press, intending to hammer your back down on my knee to further break it, my hand digging into your balls as I hold half of you by them.

10:18 The_Russian_Hammer: I feel my boot smash your shoulder instead of your jaw, and know I'm in trouble. You ram my back, and I grunt as agony rips through my kidneys, then, my forehead is smashed twice into the stone wall, and I'm stunned, spasming. I can't stop you as you seize my balls, using them as a handle to lift me up into a military press. I scream as agony knifes through my tortured orbs.

10:21 The_Russian_Hammer: But I am my people's champion for a reason.... I reach down with my hand, and just manage to seize your wrist as it is crushing my nuts, the agony flooding my guts, making them roil. The pain in my kidneys, head, nuts, it's excruciating, but I fight through it... I have no choice... this is do or die... I stab my fingers into the underside of your wrist as it holds my nuts, in the precise pressure points I was taught to force you to release. My body then slides down, feet first, behind you. I'm staggered, not much in the tank, but I can't worry about that. I attack, wrapping my arms around you from behind, heaving you up over my head, throwing my reserves of strength into an overhead release suplex, launching you headfirst for the wall behind us.

10:27 Blaze_Beraht: "Yes, you scream beautifully," I taunt, squeezing your balls as hard as I can as I try to drop to my knees in a backbreaker. But your hand lashes out and digs into the pressurepoint you need and I roar as my hand goes limp and you fall free. I feel you wrap your arms around me and hammer an elbow into your chin, but you manage to throw me, sending me flying. I tuck my head and my shoulders hit the wall first, my neck shaking from the force, the back of my skull connecting a few moments later. I crash to the floor, groaning and holding my throbbing skull. My cock throbs bulging my loincloth, the heavy hits and ball grabs starting to loosen the wraps inside my leggings. My kilt has rolled up from the throw, showing the thin string of leather that keeps my leggings up over my crotch and the heavy tent of my cock.

12:10 The_Russian_Hammer: After executing that suplex, and hearing the satisfying crunch of the handsome, bearded warrior smashing into the wall, I collapse on all fours. I had dug deep to pull that move off, and now the brutal effect of your last assault was hitting me full force. My nuts were throbbing, and I felt sick, deep in my guts. My head was pounding like a jackhammer. I felt some blood trickle down into my eyes, a consequence of having my head so savagely pounded into the wall. And my kidneys were throbbing in agony from being speared from behind. I took a few deep breaths, concious of your groaning, but aware that I could not allow such a powerful fighter anytime to recover. I must keep up the attack.

12:15 The_Russian_Hammer: The future of the Red Fist depended on it. I reached deep, embracing the pain, not fighting it, welcoming it like an old friend and stood up. I examined you, you still had not recovered, and you were holding your head and moaning. And your kilt had been thrown up over your waist, exposing your loincloth. My eyes zeroed in on thin leather string holding your leggings to your loincloth and your kilt. I strode forward, forcing myself to act, now, and dropped to one knee, my right hand shooting out to seize your loincloth, ripping it off, along with the string securing your leather leggings. My left hand drops low, and swings, with all my power, to deliver a ball-crunching blow directly to your fully exposed hairy orbs, seeking to mash them up against your pubic bone. I need to hurt you, and keep you hurt to give me a chance to defeat you. Your power is greater than any man I have fought before.

12:20 Blaze_Beraht: I roared out as you slammed my balls hard, my thick 9" rock hard and head fully exposed from all the hits and grinding. That heavy punch forced a wad of pre out of my cock, shooting out to spatter over your face and chest. I groaned, heavily weakened by the mutual ballbusting. My legging ripped free along with my loincloth, I growled at having been exposed while you still were in your gear. Digging into the depths of my strength, I barely managed to lift my leg, and slammed my heel up at your chest, trying to force you back before you could land another blow, knowing another hit like the one you just performed could crush my balls for good. My hairy orbs were dark purples, nuts heavy but sensitive and much softer than they had been at the start of our battle.

12:26 The_Russian_Hammer: The feeling of my fist smashing brutally into your exposed nuts, the feeling of your orbs crunching sickeningly against your pubic bone caused my own hard shaft to spasm and leak precum into the crotch of my trousers. I reach up to grab your kilt, my face snarling into a sneer, even as you spray my face with your spurting precum, just then, your leather boot smashes into my chest, knocking me backwards, but I don't lose my grip on the hem of your kilt, and as I tumble backwards, I rip it off your waist, exposing you completely now, in nothing but your leather boots, and the tangled mess of leather leggings falling down around your legs. I roll over my shoulder, and spring back up to my feet, tossing aside that kilt. I had a good look at your balls now, they were purple, deeply bruised from my assaults on your manhood. My own, no doubt, were likewise bruised. I snarl, needing to finish you off before you could get up. I charge forward, my body still throbbing in pain.

12:26 The_Russian_Hammer: Drawing back my boot, intending to kick your hairy nuts like a football.

12:35 Blaze_Beraht: I groan, pre leaking from my cock over the stone floor as I try to recover. I pant, my belt and loincloth ripped off, my abs and cock bright reds while my balls are an angry throbbing purple. I hear you snarl and start to charge, and try to roll out of the way, but my leggings get caught by the stones, our earlier falls onto them making them jagged in places. Your foot connects hard with my balls and I scream, my cock shooting out a heavy bloody load as my balls pop from the force of the blow. I groan, gelded by the superior fighter, my last true cumshot spraying over my chest and abs as I fall back, my fighting spirit doused by the loss of my balls.

12:36 Blaze_Beraht: I try to curl up into the fetal position, tears in my eyes as my cock leaks the very last of my bloody cum onto your boots, wondering how I could have been defeated so easily.

12:39 The_Russian_Hammer: I almost shoot my own load as I feel my boot drive deep into his orbs, smashing them so powerfully against his pubic bone that they both POP audibly. I just... unmanned him. I watch as his bloody cumshot sprays all over my bare chest, his last load ever as a man. My chest was heaving... this was possibly the toughest fight in my life. He was stronger than me, and I beat him only through superior tactics, only through my relentless focus on the weakness of every man, his gonads. If I hadn't.... that might be me now.

12:42 The_Russian_Hammer: Snarling, I reach out with one hand and seize your beard in my right hand before you can curl up, I heave, and twist, half dragging, half throwing your hairy, furry muscle into the middle of the fight circle, into the middle of the glowing pit. I scream out, "I HAVE DEFEATED YOUR GUARDIAN. CLEARLY, HE WAS INFERIOR TO THE RUSSIAN HAMMER. I WILL CLAIM HIM NOW, AND THE ARTIFACT OF POWER, AS IS MY RIGHT!" I drop down, and rough grab the back of his head by the hair, hauling the bearded, broken warrior back and up, forcing him onto his knees.

12:42 The_Russian_Hammer: With my other hand, I free my massive Russian cock from my trousers. I line it up against your asshole, "Any last words, Warrior? I will make your final breeding and death excruciatingly painful, as befits those who stand in the way of the Red Fist."

12:48 Blaze_Beraht: I am mute, eyes wide in shock at seeing you standing triumphant over me, the pain where my balls used to be excruciating. I yelp as you grab me by my beard, grunting as I hit the ground in the circle, chest heaving against stone. The circle glows brighter at your words in agreement, and at the back of the room a section of the wall seemingly disappears revealing a metal casket with the imagery of hunting animals - wolves, jaguars, sharks, eagles, and more covering every inch of the box. A deep even thump like a drum or a whale's heart seems to emanate from the metal casket.

12:50 Blaze_Beraht: I groan as you grab my hair and drag me to my knees, feeling your cock against my virgin asshole. I hear your words against my neck and shiver, only slightly out of fear, my cock still hard and oozing bloody pre between my legs. "Finish the hunt Alpha," I pant, "you have triumphed, so my power is yours now. My death, yours to claim along with my body."

12:51 The_Russian_Hammer: The broken warrior acknowledges his defeat, and knows what the consequences are, and with a snarl, I drive my conquering cock, unlubed, save for my own pre-cum, deep up his ass. I deliberately rip my cock from side to side as I pound the defeated warrior's hole, seeking to tear his ass as I drive my shaft into the very centre of his being. "You were entrusted with guarding this sacred artifact, but you failed. You fought me hard and well, taking me to my very limit, but in the end ... my Russian might was more than a match for your hairy muscle, guardian... now you will pay the price... you will die, and die in agony."

12:56 Blaze_Beraht: I yelp and moan, growling in pain tears in my eyes as my ass is taken for the first and probably last time, feeling your thick cock rip me open, my tight muscle trying and failing to squeeze down and repel your powerful meat. I groan, arms shaking and then they give, my face crashing to the stone floor as my ass stays in the air, held up by your thick shaft. "Yes alpha," I pant as you taunt, "you are more worthy of the casket. The hunt god's might is yours by right of conquest." I yelp and moan, my prostate touched for the first time by your cock, shuddering and groaning, bleeding hard as you ravage me with your meat spear, arms and legs locking from the pain.

13:01 The_Russian_Hammer: I groan, and my balls boil with the mighty triumph of my victory.. This will change everything for the Red Fist, this will grant me the power of a god, and no one will be able to stop our rise to power now. I drive to the hilt, relentlessly smashing your prostate into a pulp, tearing your ass violently, before I erupt like a volcano, filling you from the inside out. A bell-like gong sound suddenly shimmers through the chamber, timed perfectly with the most incredible orgasm of my life, rope after rope of my seed filling this conquered warrior from the inside out, leaking past my cock, mixed with your blood to spill down your ass.

13:05 The_Russian_Hammer: I tear my cock out of your raped and ravaged hole. Then, I reach forward and grab your thick beard, planting my boot firmly on the remnants of your destroyed nut sack. My heaving muscles ripple with might as I pull you back further and further by my grip on your beard. Your spine and neck are contorted to a sickening angle, nearly vertical. I am looking down deep into your eyes. "Your death is in the service of the Red Fist. Your death will empower us to fulfill our destiny." The tension on both your neck and your spine is at the very limit. I hold you there, quivering at the edge of death, to allow the agony and pain to fully fill your being.

13:08 Blaze_Beraht: my cock leaks pre my body bleeding and oozing your cum from my ass as you rip your meat free of my bleeding and enlarged hole. looking at you upside down, my mouth opens reverently to try to lick and worship your meat, my weak arms caressing the muscled legs and sides of the alpha that bested me. I whimper, my spine and back at their limit. "yes alpha, my death is yours..."

13:12 The_Russian_Hammer: I snarl, then with a savage jerk, as you worship my conquering muscle, I snap backwards with a savage surge of muscle. There is a SNAPP... then another SNAPPPPPPPPP as near simultaneously, both your neck and your spine shatter. I pull harder, and rip half your beard out as I twist your neck in a grotesque angle. Your violated corpse falls to the floor of the chamber, and then another gong sound fills the chamber. I let the strands of your ripped out beard sift down to cover your corpse, as I walk over, forgetting you now, to claim the mighty artifact of power, the ark of the ancient God of the Hunt. It was now the property of the Red Fist. I turn to leave, stepping over your corpse on the way.

13:14 Blaze_Beraht: you see my body shudder as you snap my neck and shatter my spine, hear me groaning as my cock spurts watery pre instead of a true death cum, your snap nearly ripping my head off as you continue to twist, my body left a mangled testament of your strength and ferocity.

13:17 Blaze_Beraht: As you step over the warrior's corpse, you would feel a surge of strength, your muscles and body growing as the power of the warrior and the hundreds of previous challengers that he had defeated flow into you, your cock enlarging and thickening, growing taller as well as the blessings of the hunt shift to their alpha, the rings of light that were embedded in the room shrinking into wearable bracelets to show who the master of the hunt god's power was.

TO BE CONTINUED

Published: 2021-07-11, viewed 129 times.