THE HIGH TABLE
Established: 2023-11-17
Chat room: #BARBARUS
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A worldwide organization of men trained for violent, bloody, and even deadly combat. Their competence is indicated by their qualifications, from the lowest to the highest, reserved for an elite.
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Mack_Fighter: Hey my new guy said you are weak
MuscleMarine: Which new guy?
Mack_Fighter: The one in the picture Jeff he is a tough beast, saw yo walk through the park
MuscleMarine: Pffff. I look weak?
MuscleMarine: So says the bitch in leather.
Mack_Fighter: Yeah
MuscleMarine: Bring him
Mack_Fighter: here I am
here I amMuscleMarine: You stand in front of me?
MuscleMarine: Not scared?
Mack_Fighter: Yeah, why should I old man
MuscleMarine: I clap your ears instantly. "Call me old again, you fucking punk." With your hands on your hips, you barely have the reflex to protect yourself. I pull back a step and kick you in the chest away from me.
Mack_Fighter: I hold my ears, than your stompkick throws me back I cough, the old man fights well. I lift my fists, quick soccerkick your knee, left right in your face elbow at your throat
MuscleMarine: In your dazed state, you still manage to kick me in the knee giving you an easy target for your punch. But your elbow lands in my grip. I lock my fingers around your joint and start squeezing it tightly. I love the way they all squirm and wince in pain. I start to get up to my feet. "You didnt think it would be that easy, did you?"
Mack_Fighter: “Fuck, no “ I breath the pain away he is a strong bastard. I stompkick your kneecap. Hope to break free. Punch your face with my free fist
MuscleMarine: Your second kick takes me down hard and you think you got it played out. Your fist, aimed for my face doesnt land. I stop it clean, an inch from my nose, wrap my fingers around it and squeeze it hard.
Mack_Fighter: You are on your knees, hold my fist I ram my knee up, one two times to your chest annother one under your chin and throat
MuscleMarine: "Why are you hell-bent on targetting my face...?" I ask as I grab your foot tight and lock it in my grip. I twist it and snap your ankle, breaking it. "Enough."
Mack_Fighter: Fuck I scream “bastard“ drop to the floor holding my enkle
MuscleMarine: "This will teach you..." i spin on one foot and kick you in the head with the other. I start peeling my shirt slowly, revealing my real frame underneath. I bounce my pecs and rolls my abs, taunting you.
Mack_Fighter: I crawl off a bit, looking at your massive body, upkick to your knee cracking it to get you down kick up to your groin
MuscleMarine: This time, you get me hard in it as I am distracted. I fold, holding my bulge. "Oh. You fucker." As I spit to one side. My eyes now filled with rage and you see it. "You are done." As I reach out and grab your same broken ankle. I squeeze it tight, sending more pain up your leg.
Mack_Fighter: I screem hammering my hands in the groud I kick in your face nice footprint in your face. The pain in the other foot .
MuscleMarine: I raise my other arm, blocking it, shoving it away. "You are pathetic." Letting go of your broken ankle and pull back. "You been training, but not enough soldier."
Mack_Fighter: I try to crawl a way in massive pain unable to get up. Fighting my self up on my knees
MuscleMarine: As you get up to your knees, I rush at you, jump and axe kick you down, slamming you face down flat on the dirt floor. I drop with one knee on your back, pinning you. "Who sent you?" As I grab your hair and pull your head back.
Mack_Fighter: I scream you bent my head back by my hair i lay on my belly unable to do anything just wiggle in pain trying to reach your hands to get them off my hair
MuscleMarine: "Answer me boi." As my other hand reaches your chin. "Answer me or I kill you." My knee in your lower back grinds more.
Mack_Fighter: My neck stretched, knowing what it means but I wont talk. Acting tough “hell no I wont talk. Be am man look me in the eyes if you kill me“
MuscleMarine: "Kill you? Hahahaha. Nah. Not yet." I let go of your neck and pull off you. I spin and sit on the pavement, spreading my legs in front of you. You see my massive bulge. "Now you answer me or things will get bad for you."
Mack_Fighter: “what the fuck“
MuscleMarine: I grab your chin again, and lift your face to look at me. "You will tell me who sent you to me... or I will kill you." Squeezing my fingers under your ear a bit, making your jaw drop. I slide my other hand into your mouth and grab your tongue. "Speak or you will not utter a word anymore in your remaining miserable years."
Mack_Fighter: I look you in the eyes smile but than you grab my toung I start to worry you see fear in my eyes. I know I am still young a long live ahead of me but I was tought never to surrender. I try to talk but due to the tide grip of my toung I can t. My eyes show fear
MuscleMarine: When I see the fear creeping into your eyes, I let go of your tongue, sure that you will talk. I smile at you, as I ball up a fist and get it ready in front of you - ready to strike you where I need to, to end you.
Mack_Fighter: I spit out, “what the fuck you want pussy“ act tough not willing to surrender. Playing for time. “who you think sen me, you know who sent me, who did you pissed off?“
MuscleMarine: "Hahahahaha. I have pissed off so many, its futile to keep track." I let go of you, but punch you hard in the chest, sending you down. I get off the pavement and walk around you, like a predator around his wounded prey.
Mack_Fighter: I am on my knees, my hands on the floor to hold myself up coughing after the punch, watching you circling me. I look op beat, not knowing what you will do next, seeing your bulge, you seam to like me, the young bull
Mack_Fighter: I follow looking up at you, still in fear “well its a good friend of you who sent me“ trying to play some mindgames with you.
MuscleMarine: "Then spit it out. A friend? Who would want me dead?" I spin and kick you in the jaw. I walk up behind you and lock you in a full nelson, trapping your arms up, tight, and pushing my bulge at your ass.
Mack_Fighter: Fuck I fall to the ground, try to get my upperbody back up but you tye me up quick. Feel your massive muscles against my back even through my thick muscles and your bulge. “like the young bull feeling his strength. Thought of the guy who wants you dead?“
MuscleMarine: "If you don't give me a name... I will snap you, and kill you." I apply more pressure, knowing at any moment, that neck will snap. I push your head more into your chest.
Mack_Fighter: Fuck you get serious your grab gets tider, my head bent. “I can t talk, you know that, we both are soldiers. We can t talk, you will have to end me, do it“ I am scared but will let it happen. Not knowing if you kill or rape me. Knowing your bulge is hard
MuscleMarine: I feel your ass squeezing and flexing in your pants. I laugh and suddenly release you, slamming you down to the pavement. I grab your leather pants and rip them off me. "You won't talk. Maybe you will sing." As I shove two fingers into your ass, and hook them in you, wiggling them. "Your last chance, soldier."
Mack_Fighter: “Fuck no“ I weap
MuscleMarine: I pull my fingers out and instantly replace them with my large thick cock. Pushing it in deep, without stopping, no mercy using just the little juices your ass leaked from my finger play in you. I plow into you, deep, filling you up. "Sing for me."
Mack_Fighter: I feel your dig ripping my ass, weaping getting raped “fuck stopp it, stop though you are a man fuck“ I cry like a baby my muscles cramp “ I won t talk“ tears running down my bloody cheaks
Mack_Fighter: “Fuck can t take it anymore - the big man DB sent me fuck“ I can t beleave I did it
MuscleMarine: "Fucking liar. He would never..." As I fuck you more brutal, ripping your ass to shreds. I push deep one last time, and start gushing into you, filling you. I reach down, grab your head with both my hands, tight. "You are done here..." And I crack your neck to one side. Then jerk it to the other side, killing you instantly. I pull out of you, still cumming all over you.
MuscleMarine: I leave you on the pavement, dead and covered with my cum.
MuscleMarine: THE END
Published: 2025-10-05, viewed 154 times.
BraveAjay
2025-10-06 08:02Namaste. Not much to say here except that Jeff, you shouldn't have messed with MuscleMarine. That's how it always goes, those who try end up suffering badly.
BAKOF
2025-10-05 19:39easy win but would love to see marine man to face someone tough
Dream Breaker
2025-10-05 13:41HOLY SHIT - I didn´t send that guy to you Max. Why would I (I could do the job myself - hehehe). Once more MuscleMarine showed us all he is the fucking alpha of the site. Jeff tried his best but that wasn´t enough to stop MM to end his life. AWESOME story guys! Loved it!