THE HIGH TABLE

04:52 Cobra_MC: I stand victorious in the center of the ring with the Bulgarian championship belt secured tightly around my waist as the crowd continues to roar. I watch you slumped helplessly on the mat barely conscious and ignoring everything around you including the referee’s attempt to get a response. Your broken body twitches occasionally from the lingering pain of the destruction I inflicted on your hips and groin.

04:52 Cobra_MC: I step forward aggressively and grab a thick fistful of your hair. Instead of pulling you up to your feet I start dragging your limp frame across the canvas like a slaughtered hog toward the edge of the ring. I roll down to the apron with you in tow then reach down grabbing your arm and hoist your entire dead weight up and over my broad shoulder. Your arms hang down my back while your legs drape across my powerful chest as I lock you securely in a fireman’s carry position.

04:52 Cobra_MC: I flex my right bicep hard making it peak massively for the cameramen swarming around us as bright flashes explode from every angle capturing the dominant image of me standing tall with the championship belt gleaming and you draped helplessly over my shoulder. I turn slowly letting them get every shot from the front and back before walking confidently up the aisle toward the exit with your two hundred plus pounds of defeated muscle carried like a trophy on my shoulders. The wealthy crowd parts for me as I make my way out of the arena with you completely at my mercy heading straight for the private back room where the real claiming begins with no limits for the rest of the night.

05:08 Shadow_fighter: As you drag me out of the ring, I feel the world spinning around me, disoriented and weak. Your grip on my hair is iron-tight, your strength effortlessly carrying my lifeless form. I try to resist, to lash out—but my limbs feel like lead, my mind foggy with pain and exhaustion. When you hoist me over your shoulder, I let out a pained grunt, my body jolting with each movement. The cameras flash, capturing every humiliating detail the way I dangle limply, the belt flashing brightly against your abs. It should infuriate me, but instead, it fuels my determination. As you march through the crowd, I focus on the sound of your footsteps, the rhythmic thud of your heartbeat. In my weakened state, I can almost hear the pulse of your power, and it only makes me hungrier to take it. Let them think I'm beaten I'll show them how quickly pride turns to regret when I’m back on my feet. I grit my teeth, channeling the humiliation into resolve. This isn’t over. Not by a long shot.

05:14 Cobra_MC: I keep walking confidently through the backstage hallway with your heavy body draped over my shoulder like a conquered trophy. As we pass each iron pole and concrete pillar I deliberately slam the side of your head hard against them one after another with brutal thuds making sure the impacts knock you completely unconscious before we even reach the private room.

05:15 Cobra_MC: I kick open the door to the luxurious back room and dump your limp body onto the large bed. I grab a bottle of whiskey, tilt my head back and down a long burning swig letting it warm my chest. I strip completely naked letting my thick 10.5 inch cock flop out already rock hard and veiny, throbbing with dominance. I climb onto the bed, grab your legs and throw them up over my broad shoulders. I yank your trunks off roughly exposing your ass completely then grip both your wrists pinning them down hard to the mattress above your head.

05:15 Cobra_MC: I line up my massive cockhead against your tight hole and slam every thick inch balls-deep inside you in one savage thrust tearing your hole open and stretching it brutally around my girth. I lean forward folding your unconscious body in half underneath me pinning you completely as I stare down into your face waiting for the intense pain to jolt you back to consciousness so you wake up feeling me buried to the hilt inside you owning every inch of your defeated body.

07:13 Shadow_fighter: As you slammed my head against the poles, the concussive blows knocking me out cold before we even reached the private room. I remained oblivious as you stripped naked, your massive cock springing free and already throbbing with dominance. When I came to, it was to an excruciating sensation—your thick shaft tearing through my virgin hole, stretching me wide and burying itself to the hilt. A scream tore from my throat, but it was muffled by the force of your brutal penetration. I surge of humiliation washed over me as you pinned my wrists above my head, leaving me helpless and exposed. I tried to pull away, but your grip was unyielding. Fuck you

18:55 Cobra_MC: As full body awareness returned, you tried to move his legs — only to discover my powerful thighs and hips were wedged between them, spreading you wide open. Every thrust drove that enormous cock deeper, the fat head dragging across your prostate with devastating accuracy. The fucking intensified the moment you woke up. The sensation went from dull ache to overwhelming, electric pleasure-pain in seconds. Your hole clenched involuntarily around the invading shaft. “Fuck… yes,” I growl low and hungry, voice thick with lust. “You’re finally awake, my big broken bulgarian toy. Been fucking this tight Bulgarian ass for three hours straight while you were out cold. Feel how hard you got for me?”

19:40 Shadow_fighter: My muscles burn with the intensity of our relentless exchange, each strike of your powerful frame against mine sending tremors through my very core. The rhythm builds—unrelenting, primal—as I dig my nails into the sheets, gritting my teeth against the storm of emotion surging through me. Three hours? I. What kind of monster are you, Cobra? I don’t know whether to curse you or thank you. Either way, I’m going see you tonight.. the massive cock continues to ravage me insides, fuck can't help but feel a twisted sense of arousal building within me. The intensity of the penetration, combined with yours dominant presence, I can feel the fire in your movements, the hunger in your strikes. It's been years since I felt this kind of challenge, and I'm not backing down now.

14:01 Cobra_MC: My thick, sweat-slicked arm was wrapped around the Bulgarian's head and neck, my armpit pressed firmly over your mouth and nose. Your half-visible face was buried in the hot, musky hollow, of my hairy armpit. My massive bicep and forearm locked you in place, while his hips rolled in deep, deliberate strokes. The massive shaft stretched your hole to its absolute limit, sliding in and out with wet, obscene sounds. Your own cock — thick, heavy, and traitorously hard — lay trapped between our pressed abs, leaking steadily onto your own stomach. In my armpit I feel your moaning in deep humiliation, the sound muffled directly into my sweaty armpit. The bitter-salt taste flooding your mouth again as your lips moved against my slick skin. You tried to pull my up to push my arm away, but your right wrist is trapped in my iron grip, pinned outstretched on the side on the bed. Your left hand weakly shoving at my heavy shoulder, but it was like pushing against a mountain.

14:10 Shadow_fighter: let out a muffled groan as my face is shoved deeper into your sweaty, musky armpit. The strong, masculine scent fills my nostrils as I inhale deeply, my tongue unconsciously lapping at your salty skin. My body trembles and tenses beneath you, overwhelmed by the intense sensations. Mmmph...haaahh... My voice comes out as a desperate whimper, vibrated against your firm flesh. Despite my best efforts, I can feel my cock twitching and leaking between us, betraying my arousal. The wet, obscene sounds of your huge shaft plundering my hole echo lewdly in the room. I try to buck my hips, to grind against you, but your iron grip keeps me pinned helplessly.

14:19 Cobra_MC: Breathless and gasping as you try to suck in air, but my full weight bore down on you. The armpit smother tightened. Your tongue instinctively lapped at the fresh sweat building there, desperately trying to quench your terrible thirst while moaning in humiliated submission. I flex harder, deliberately crushing my armpit and bicep down over the Bulgarians face. “That’s it… lick it clean while I own you. Feel my weight, feel my cock owning your guts. You’re mine now.” a muffled, broken moan escaping as my muscles flex and rippled against your face. Khan came hard, but only halfway through my orgasm and suddenly paused — buried balls-deep, holding still, letting you feel every throb and twitch inside him.

14:22 Cobra_MC: I slowed down deliberately, fucking with long, grinding strokes that eased the pain and let the Bulgarian hole relax and soften around him. Your breathing steadied, body loosening, almost melting into the mattress. Then I suddenly drove deep again at that brutal angle as your seizes up, eyes squeezing shut, a strangled moan vibrating into my muscle pit. I repeat the pattern — slow and deep to make you relax, then hard, angled thrusts to make him stiffen and whimper. Over and over. Each cycle reinforced who was in complete control. The humiliation is gonna burn hotter with every thrust. The realization that you have been used for hours while unconscious, that you had woken up already leaking another man’s cum, that your body is betraying your again

14:30 Shadow_fighter: squirm and writhe beneath you, my body a battlefield of pleasure and shame. Each deep thrust sends shockwaves through my core, stoking the fire in my loins despite my mind's protests. Tears prick at the corners of my eyes from the overwhelming intensity, the salt mingling with your sweat on my tongue. As you slow your pace, allowing me fleeting moments of respite, I gulp down air greedily, my chest heaving. But just as I start to relax, you slam back in, stealing my breath and igniting fresh waves of sensation. I clench involuntarily around your thickness, my body betraying my growing need even as my pride rebels. My hands scrabble uselessly at your back, nails digging into your sweat-slicked flesh. The wet, obscene sounds of our coupling fill the room, punctuated by my muffled cries of reluctant ecstasy. I c-can't... haaahh... please...

14:32 Cobra_MC: The heavy king-sized bed in the private backstage suite groaned under the combined weight of the two titans as I lean forward, deliberately lowering his 282-pound frame of pure Punjabi muscle onto your exhausted, sweat-drenched Bulgraian body. The Desi powerhouse’s thick, oil-slicked chest pressed flush against the Bulgarian’s heaving pecs, crushing them flat. My ridged abs ground down hard onto your cum-streaked stomach, while my powerful hips settled between the bigger man’s spread thighs. The sheer mass of me pinneing you deep into the mattress, making every breath a labored struggle.

14:33 Cobra_MC: Your thick, tree-trunk legs — weak and trembling from hours of abuse — lay splayed wide apart on either side of my waist. The muscles in you quads and hamstrings twitched helplessly, too drained to fight. Then, almost instinctively, as your heavy legs lifted. Your calves hooked over my lower back, ankles crossing and locking loosely behind my collosal powerful glutes. It wasn’t resistance — it was surrender. Your exhausted limbs sought support, resting their immense weight on my rock-hard lower back so they wouldn’t have to hold themselves up anymore. The position left the Bulgarian completely open, your hole presented perfectly for the thick cock still buried inside you.

14:34 Cobra_MC: My dark eyes gleamed with cruel satisfaction. I chuckle low and deep, the sound vibrating through both their pressed chests. “Look at you, big man… wrapping those thick Bulgarian legs around me like a good little bitch. Crossing your ankles behind my back so you can rest while I wreck you. You’re learning fast, man. Learning exactly how to become my personal Bulgarian fucktoy. That proud wrestler's body of yours is finally accepting its place — under me, legs spread, hole stretched, taking every inch like it was made for Desi cock.”

14:36 Cobra_MC: I suddenly pushed up onto my knees in one powerful motion, keeping my cock buried to the hilt. This shift lifted your hips slightly off the bed, legs still hooked around him. My massive hands — each one large enough to palm a basketball — shot forward and clamped around your thick neck with terrifying strength. Both thumbs pressed firmly into the sides of the Bulgarian's windpipe while my fingers locked behind the neck, creating a perfect two-handed choke. My massive forearms and biceps flexed into striated peaks as he applied steady, crushing pressure. Your eyes bulged instantly. Your already purple face darkened further into a deep, mottled violet as blood flow and oxygen were brutally restricted. Veins stood out on your forehead and temples. Your mouth opened in a silent, desperate gasp, tongue lolling out thick and wet between your lips. Your massive cock — still rock-hard and traitorously sensitive from the previous stimulus — flopped heavily against your own abs, leaking long, watery strands of pre-cum that dripped down your shaft and pooled on your stomach.

14:37 Cobra_MC: I stared directly into your bulging, watery eyes from inches away, our faces so close that you could feel the heat of my breath. “That’s right… look at me while I choke the last of that fake pride out of you,” I growled, voice thick with dominance. Without warning, I pulled my hips back slowly until only the fat, flared head of my wrist-thick cock remained inside your ruined hole. Then I slammed forward with brutal force. The thrust was savage. I pulled out almost completely on every stroke — the thick shaft dragging your sensitive anal lining outward in a obscene, pink prolapse before I rammed the entire length back in with bone-jarring power. THWACK… THWACK… THWACK. The wet, meaty sounds of flesh slapping flesh filled the room as I drill you mercilessly. Each full-length withdrawal and re-entry stretching your hole to its absolute limit, the fat head punching deep into your guts and battering your prostate on every inward slam.

14:44 Shadow_fighter: My eyes roll back, fluttering wildly as the lack of oxygen sends me spiraling towards the edge of consciousness. The world starts to go dark around the edges, my vision tunneling. Just as I teeter on the brink of passing out, you release the pressure on my throat slightly, allowing a tiny trickle of air to reach my lungs. I inhale raggedly, coughing and sputtering as I gulp down precious oxygen. A strangled moan tears from my throat as you begin to pound into me with renewed vigor, each brutal thrust sending shockwaves of painful pleasure radiating through my core. My cock jumps and twitches against my stomach, smearing it with copious amounts of pre-cum. The obscene wet sounds of our coupling seem to come from everywhere, filling my ears and drowning out all other noise.

14:46 Cobra_MC: The bed creaked violently beneath them — loud, protesting groans with every brutal thrust, the frame shaking as if it might snap in half. I never broke eye contact. I lean forward again, still choking the massive Bulgarian with both hands, my powerful hips snapping forward in a relentless, machine-like rhythm. Sweat poured off muscled desi body onto your, their torsos sliding together slickly. “Feel that, you big broken bull?” I taunt through gritted teeth, never easing the choke or the pounding. “Your legs are still locked around me even while I’m choking the life out of you. Your hole is gripping me so tight every time I pull your insides out and stuff them back in. Look at your cock flopping around like a desperate whore, leaking everywhere. This is what you are now — my choking, cumming, leg-hooking bitch.”

14:47 Cobra_MC: I can see your face had turned an alarming shade of purple-black. Your eyes rolled slightly, hazy and unfocused, yet your body betrayed you completely. You cock throbbed harder, slapping wetly against your abs with every devastating thrust. Your legs remained locked tight around my lower back, ankles crossed, heels digging into the Punjabi muscle glutes as if afraid to let go. Weak, gurgling sounds escaped your choked throat as your hands continued their futile pawing — tapping, slapping, and clawing at my massive arms and chest in a desperate rhythm that matched the brutal fucking.

14:49 Cobra_MC: I fuck hard as my thrusts grew even more savage. I pull out until the head popped free, stretching the rim visibly, then drive back in with all my 280 pounds of muscle behind the slam. The angle allowed him to grind directly into your prostate on every inward stroke, forcing fresh spurts of watery pre-cum from the Bulgarian cock. The bedframe screamed in protest, headboard banging against the wall, springs threatening to give way under the onslaught. Minutes stretched into what possibly felt like an eternity of relentless domination. I could see your vision tunneled, yet the overwhelming sensation of being choked, stretched, and owned kept your body locked in unwanted ecstasy. Your tongue lolled helplessly, occasionally brushing against my wrist as your head thrashed side to side within the vise-like grip.

14:50 Cobra_MC: The pounding never slowed. My heavy balls slapped loudly against your ass with every full-stroke thrust. Sweat flew off our bodies. The room reeked of musk, cum, and raw sex. Your purple face, bulging eyes, and lolling tongue painted a picture of total submission as I could feel your continued weakly tapping and pawing at my flexed, unyielding arms. I lean in even closer, forehead nearly touching yours, staring deep into the hazy, defeated eyes while he continued destroying the big man’s hole. “You’re going to cum again for me, aren’t you? Choked out, legs wrapped, hole prolapsed and ruined… just like the perfect bitch you were always meant to be.”

14:55 Shadow_fighter: My body convulses violently, back arching off the bed as the most intense orgasm of my life crashes over me like a tidal wave. My cock jerks and pulses, spraying thick ropes of cum across my heaving chest and abs. The sensation of being so thoroughly dominated, choked, and used pushes me past the point of no return. I convulse and shudder, hole clamping down rhythmically around your pistoning shaft as I ride out the waves of pleasure bordering on pain. AAAHHHNNNGGGHHH!!!!! A garbled scream rips from my throat, barely audible over the wet slap of flesh on flesh and the creaking of the abused bed frame. My legs clamp down HARD on your lower back, heels digging into your glutes as I cling to you desperately, my body wracked with aftershocks.

14:59 Cobra_MC: The suite’s heavy curtains blocked out the world, leaving only the low amber glow of the bedside lamps to illuminate the obscene tableau on the massive bed. I remain utterly relentless, my 282-pound Punjabi muscle frame dominating every inch of the broken Bulgarian wrestler beneath. My thick cock — still rock-hard and glistening with our combined fluids — continued its merciless invasion of Bulgarian' stretched, cum-slick hole. The bed creaked rhythmically, protesting under the weight and power of each deep, grinding thrust. I keep drilling with slow, deliberate, brutally hard strokes. And would pull back until only the fat, flared head remained inside your ruined rim, then drive forward with controlled power, sinking every thick inch until his heavy balls pressed flush against your ass. Each thrust forced another weak, watery spurt of cum from your cock, milking the big man’s prostate relentlessly. Your shaft, which rock hard already, flopping wetly against your own abs with every punishing impact. Yet I refuse to stop. “Still got more in you, don’t you?” I growle, voice low and thick with lust. I clamp both massive hands around your thick neck again, thumbs pressing into the carotid arteries as I alternated the choke — squeezing hard for several brutal seconds until your face darkened to a deep purple, eyes bulging, then easing just enough for a desperate, ragged gasp of air before clamping down again. The pattern was sadistic and perfect: choke, ease, choke harder, ease aimed to make you vision swim between black spots and hazy clarity with every cycle.

15:02 Cobra_MC: Your large hands sliding up my sweat-drenched torso in a weak, instinctive attempt to push my heavier frame back — palms flat against my Punjabi massive pecs, fingers spread wide, shoving as if you were a whore being fucked too hard by a ruthless client who refused to slow down. But I only respond by flexing. I pushed my proud, thick pectorals outward with deliberate power, inflating the heavy slabs of muscle until they became rock-hard, striated boulders that completely filled your palms. Your thick fingers could find no give — only dense, hot, unyielding muscle pulsing under your hands. I fucked with long, slow, devastatingly deep thrusts — hips rolling like a machine, pulling almost completely out before slamming home again, stretching the Bulgarian hole wide on every withdrawal and punching deep on every entry. Your thick toes curling tightly over my powerful glutes, ankles still crossed behind my lower back, heels digging in as your heavy legs sought any anchor they could find. Your hands remaining glued to my flexing pecs, squeezing and groping the massive slabs of muscle almost worshipfully now, fingers digging into the deep cuts as if trying to memorize the power that owned you.

15:04 Cobra_MC: “Feel that, you big Bulgarian bull? Punjabi power owns this Bulgarian hole now. I’m draining every drop of your pride… one… deep… thrust… at a time.” I deliberately change my angle — tilting my hips upward so the fat head of his cock dragged relentlessly across your swollen prostate on every slow withdrawal and slammed directly into it on the way back in. The motion was calculated to edge the big man cruelly, forcing fresh blood to rush back into your hole. The shaft began to thicken again, growing painfully hard, the head flaring dark and angry as it throbbed against my ridged stomach. “You feel that?” I taunt, easing the choke just enough for you to wheeze out a desperate breath. “Your cock is getting hard for me. Painfully hard. I’m going to keep you right on this edge… make you leak and throb while I drain the last of your resistance.” I slammed in especially deep, grinding his hips in slow circles so the thick shaft stirred inside your guts, pressing mercilessly against the sensitive gland.

15:14 Shadow_fighter: My vision blurred, colors bleeding into darkness as cobra relentless assault continued. The pressure, the intensity, the sheer force of your movements—it all fused into a blur of exhaustion and exhilaration. I couldn't tell where one ended and the other began. Fuck... I gasped, the word barely audible over the sound of our bodies moving in sync. You're... unstoppable... A twisted grin split my face, triumph burning in eyes. And you're stronger than you think, i growled, punctuating the statement with a particularly vicious thrust. I clenched my jaw, pushing back against the tide of fatigue. Don't mistake weakness for surrender, I spat, my voice hoarse but defiant. This isn't the end. movements became slower, more deliberate, each strike landing with precision. The feeling of your thick cock stirring inside me, claiming every inch of my most intimate space, is almost too much to bear.

15:20 Cobra_MC: My heavy deep thrusts steadily forcing your cock back to full, painful erection. Veins bulged angrily along your thick shaft, the head flaring dark purple and glossy with pre-cum. You heavy balls, overworked from building a big cum with my relentless fucking, had swollen noticeably — tight, full, and aching as they were pressed between our grinding bodies. Every deep thrust forced another thick bead of watery pre-cum to ooze from the slit, smearing across your abs and my ridged stomach. “Your body can’t stop getting hard for me. Punjabi cock owns this Bulgarian hole so completely it keeps throbbing and begging for more” I eased the choke for three heartbeats, letting you suck in a desperate, wheezing breath, then clamped both massive hands back around the thick neck — thumbs crushing the carotids, cutting off blood flow almost completely. I could see your eyes widened in panic. The sudden total choke routed every drop of remaining blood straight to your groin. Your already straining cock surged violently, becoming rock-hard and throbbing as if ready to explode. The veins stood out like ropes, the shaft curving upward and pulsing angrily against his own stomach. Your swollen balls drew up tight, overworked and hypersensitive from the endless pounding. I feel the change instantly. A dark, triumphant grin spread across his face. “That’s it… look at your cock. So fucking hard it’s going to burst. All that blood trapped in your pathetic Bulgarian dick while I choke the rest of you out.”

15:24 Shadow_fighter: convulse violently beneath you, my cock jerking and twitching erratically as the lack of oxygen sends a surge of blood rushing southward. The feeling is overwhelming, bordering on painful as my shaft swells to an almost impossible hardness, the veins standing out in stark relief. Drool pours from my open mouth, my tongue hanging out as I gurgle and choke, my eyes rolling back in my head from the intensity of it all. The pressure builds to an unbearable level in my groin, my balls drawing up tight as if preparing for a massive release. Even as my vision starts to tunnel and darken at the edges from the chokehold, my hips continue to buck and writhe, seeking more friction, more stimulation, more of everything despite the agony of being so painfully aroused with no outlet.

15:28 Cobra_MC: Your overworked balls squeezed hard as my balls pound on yours ready to punch your cum out. I feel your entire massive body seized up in a violent, involuntary spasm. Your broad back arched sharply off the mattress, powerful traps and lats flaring as every muscle locked. Your arms dropped limply to the sides for a split second, then flexed upward in a dramatic, unconscious display — thick, cannon-like biceps from years of traditional Bulgarian training ballooning into huge, veined peaks, forearms corded, veins popping as his fists clenched weakly. At the same moment, your powerful legs squeezed desperately around my waist in total submission. Your thick quads, calves, and glutes flexed hard, the massive muscles rippling and contracting as they locked tight around my muscled lower back and glutes — ankles crossed, heels digging in. The involuntary milking motion gripped my thrusting cock like a velvet vice, the clenching hole trying to pull me even deeper. My eyes flash with savage pleasure. “Yes… give it to me, you broken bitch!” I immediately started fucking harder and faster, hips snapping forward with raw power. The slow, grinding strokes turned into brutal, rapid pounding — THWACK-THWACK-THWACK-THWACK — slamming his heavy balls against the muscled Bulgarian ass with wet, obscene force. I kept the choke locked tight, refusing to let any blood return to your brain, forcing every sensation straight into the your overstimulated cock and prostate.

15:29 Cobra_MC: Your body continued to convulse beneath me. Your flexed biceps trembled in the air, cannon peaks standing proud even as his arms began to lose strength. Your legs stayed locked desperately around my waist, quads and glutes flexing rhythmically in submission, milking the thick Punjabi cock with every involuntary spasm while I pounded ready to fuck you until I get the last drops out of your.

15:36 Shadow_fighter: shudder and whimper as you continue your relentless assault, my oversensitized body twitching with each brutal thrust. Tears stream down my face, smearing the mess of fluids coating my skin. I can feel my traitorous cock starting to swell again, responding to the merciless stimulation of your pistoning shaft. I ask brokenly, my voice small and defeated. Your personal fucktoy to ruin whenever you want... I look up at you with glassy, unfocused eyes, a confusing mix of fear, desperation, and reluctant arousal swirling in their depths. What are you going to do with me? How far will you take this degradation?

15:45 Shadow_fighter: As you command, something inside me snaps. With a hoarse, animalistic roar, I explode, my cock erupting like a geyser as I paint our sweaty, entwined bodies with thick, scalding streams of cum. It seems to last forever, each pulse sending shockwaves of intense pleasure radiating through my core. As the final spurts taper off, I collapse bonelessly against the mattress, utterly spent and drained. My chest rises and falls rapidly as I struggle to catch my breath, my throat raw and aching from the prolonged strangulation.

15:48 Cobra_MC: “Look at you… cum like a broken whore,” I taunt through gritted teeth, still driving in deep and fast. “Legs wrapped around me, hole milking my cock, shooting your pathetic water load all over your own face. This is what you are now. My personal cum-pump. My choking, flexing, leg-hooking Bulgarian bitch.” The bed slammed violently against the wall with every brutal thrust. The frame creaked dangerously, springs screaming as I rail the convulsing muscle giant without mercy. Your eyes rolled back, tears streaming from the corners, your purple face locked in a mask of overwhelmed ecstasy and humiliation. Your tongue hung out, catching more of your own watery release as it splashed upward. His cannon biceps flexed one final time before his arms dropped limply to the sides, twitching with each punishing impact. I keep pounding harder, faster, chasing my own release while forcing every last drop from your spent body. The wet, filthy sounds of cock destroying your hole, filled the room alongside the violent creaking of the bed and my deep, victorious grunts. The domination was absolute. Your massive, muscular frame — built from years of training — was reduced to a shuddering, flexing, cum-leaking toy wrapped helplessly around this Punjabi conqueror, legs locked in submission, body betraying your completely as I fucked the last of your watery load out of your under the crushing choke.

15:52 Shadow_fighter: let out a strangled, gurgling moan as you continue your relentless assault, my body convulsing almost violently with each brutal thrust. The feeling of being so utterly dominated, used like a mere fleshlight for your pleasure, is both humiliating and strangely arousing. I can feel my prostate being battered mercilessly, forcing out weak, watery spurts of cum that splash uselessly across my heaving chest. Y-yes... I'm your broken whore... your personal cum-pump... I manage to gasp out between choked sobs of overwhelmed ecstasy. Use me... ruin me... make me forget I was ever anything else... My legs tremble and spasm around your pistoning hips, the powerful muscles fluttering weakly as they struggle to maintain their grip.

15:56 Cobra_MC: I only groaned in pleasure and pounded him more brutally. “Fuck yes… keep milking me with that ruined hole. You think squeezing my cock will make me stop? It only makes me want to destroy you more.” I slam in with savage power, hips snapping like a piston. The wet, obscene THWACK-THWACK-THWACK of flesh meeting flesh grew louder and more violent. Your hole was now completely bruised — dark purple and swollen, the delicate anal lining partially prolapsed and stripped raw from hours of relentless use. Every brutal thrust felt like fire. Then the worst happened. A thin trickle of blood began to leak from the overstretched rim, mixing with the cum and lube already coating my pistoning shaft. The pain was excruciating, yet you could do nothing but endure. I suddenly dropped his massive, sweat-drenched chest fully onto yours, crushing the air out of the bigger man’s lungs. I released the choke just enough for you to suck in a desperate, wheezing gasp — but immediately raked both huge hands into the your thick hair. Strong fingers twisted and gripped the blonde strands tightly, using them like reins to hold your head firmly in place. Then I thrust my fat tongue deep into your mouth, open, gasping mouth in a brutal, dominating kiss. You bloodshot eyes widened in shock. For a split second your arms shot upward, hands slapping and pushing frantically against my massive shoulders and traps in a final instinct to push my heavier frame away.

15:56 Cobra_MC: I kiss you hard and deep, tongue invading your mouth possessively, claiming it completely while my hip continued their brutal rhythm. My cock grew even harder inside the bleeding, clenching hole — thickening further, stretching the ruined rim wider and wider with every savage thrust. The new angle, combined with your legs wrapped around him again, allowed me to drive impossibly deeper, grinding and stirring the mix of cum, blood, and lube inside the Bulgarian giant.

15:58 Cobra_MC: I pulled back from the kiss just enough to growl against your swollen lips, still buried balls-deep and thrusting brutally. “That’s my good bitch… hugging me while I fuck you bloody. Legs wrapped around me again like you can’t live without this cock. Your hole is bleeding and still milking me so greedily. You’re completely mine now. Body, pride, and soul.” I slammed in especially deep and hard, grinding my hips in slow, devastating circles while keeping your hair gripped tight and his tongue occasionally darting back into the Bulgarian's mouth. Your ruined hole clenched and fluttered around the thicker, harder shaft, the pain mixing with overwhelming overstimulation as I continue owning you completely — stretched wider, kissed deeper, and fucked without mercy.

16:05 Shadow_fighter: let out a muffled scream into the brutal kiss, my eyes rolling back in my head as the dual sensations of pain and pleasure overwhelm my senses. The taste of your tongue dominating my mouth, claiming me so thoroughly, sends shivers down my spine even as my abused hole clenches desperately around your pistoning shaft. I can feel every ridge and vein of your cock dragging deliciously against my ravaged walls, stoking the fires of unwanted arousal higher and higher. As you grind impossibly deep, stirring the viscous mixture of fluids inside me, I feel something shift, some final barrier breaking within me. A broken wail escapes my throat as my back arches sharply, pressing my chest flush against yours. My legs lock around your waist like a vice, heels digging into the small of your back as I cling to you desperately, silently begging for more of this exquisite torture. Yes... yes, I'm yours... all yours...

16:06 Cobra_MC: Before you could draw a full breath, my powerful left hand twisted tighter into the Bulgarian's thick, blonde hair, yanking your head back hard. At the same time, I lift my massive right arm high, flexing the enormous bicep and lat into a granite-hard peak. He shoved your face brutally underneath it, forcing the big man’s nose and mouth deep into the hot, sweaty, musky armpit.

16:08 Cobra_MC: “Clean it again, you broken bitch,” I growl, voice thick with lust and triumph. I flex my right arm even harder, the huge bicep and lat contracting like steel cables, crushing your purple, swollen face completely into the slick, hairy hollow. The dense muscle blocked most of your airflow, leaving only tiny gaps for you to desperately suck in ragged, humid breaths. Every desperate inhale was filled with the raw, salty, masculine taste and scent of my armpit — fresh sweat pouring down from the intense fucking, mixing with the earlier layers you had already licked clean. I see your eyes widened in humiliated panic. Your lungs burning as you are forced to suck air frantically through the tight, smothering muscle. Each desperate pull of breath dragged your tongue and lips across the sweaty armpit skin, involuntarily cleaning my armpit again — long, wet, submissive laps that grew more frantic as oxygen became scarce. I feel your tongue swirled around the dense hair, sucking and swallowing the bitter, salty fluid just to breathe.

16:10 Cobra_MC: I grunted louder, deep animalistic sounds rumbling from his chest as he started fucking you with renewed, savage intensity. My hips slammed forward harder and faster, driving his thick, wrist-thick cock balls-deep into the bleeding, ruined hole with punishing force. Your massive body thrashed weakly beneath me. Your arms flailed, hands slapping and pawing at my broad back and shoulders, but the grip on your hair and the crushing armpit smother keping you locked in place. Your legs, which had slipped earlier, shot back up one by one, wrapping tightly around my waist again in desperate submission — thick quads and calves flexing, ankles crossing, heels digging into the powerful glutes as if clinging for survival. I kept perfect breath control over my victim. I would flex my armpit harder for several long seconds, cutting off almost all air until your face turned an even darker shade of purple and your eyes bulged, then ease the pressure just enough for a few frantic, desperate sucks of sweaty air before crushing the face back in. The cycle was merciless and perfectly timed with his increasingly brutal thrusts.

16:10 Cobra_MC: Every time the Bulgarian sucked in a desperate breath, his tongue was forced to clean more of the dripping armpit — long, obedient licks that left the skin glistening with fresh saliva. The humiliation was overwhelming. The once-mighty Bulgarian wrestler was reduced to desperately tongue-bathing his conqueror’s armpit just to stay conscious while getting his hole destroyed.

16:12 Cobra_MC: "That’s it… suck my pit like the desperate whore you are,” I snarl, yanking your hair harder while keeping the arm flexed tight. “Every breath you take is my sweat. Every thrust is me reminding you who owns this bloody Bulgarian hole. Keep licking… keep milking me with that ruined ass while I choke you with my muscle.” Your muffled, broken moans vibrated directly into my armpit. Your this hair stayed tangled in my fist, head held immobile. Your arms eventually stopped fighting and simply hugged weakly around my muscular back again, fingers digging into the dense lats as your body surrendered completely. Your legs remained locked tight around my waist, toes curled, quads and glutes flexing with every devastating thrust.

16:15 Shadow_fighter: I let out a muffled, garbled moan as you force my face into your sweaty armpit, the thick musk filling my nostrils and coating my tongue. My struggles weaken as the lack of oxygen begins to overwhelm me, my body growing limp and pliant in your iron grip. Even as my mind reels at the utter degradation, I find myself obeying your command, my tongue lapping frantically at the damp, hairy skin, tasting the salt and masculinity of your essence. Mmmph... glck... shllp... The wet, obscene sounds of my desperate cleaning fill the air, punctuated by the lewd squelches of your cock violating my hole. Drool begins to leak from the corners of my stretched mouth, mixing with the sweat and pre-cum smeared across my face.

16:19 Cobra_MC: The suite had transformed into a sweltering chamber of absolute conquest. The bedframe shuddered violently as I maintain my devastating rhythm, hips slamming forward with merciless power. Your face remained crushed deep under the Desi powerhouse’s flexed right armpit, nose and mouth sealed in the hot, dripping hollow. My left hand still gripped a thick fistful of the Bulgarians thick, scattered blonde hair, holding him immobile. Then I deploy my secret technique. With a low, guttural growl, I flexed his pelvic floor muscle and deep core muscles in a practiced, controlled manner. My already massive cock began to swell even thicker inside Bulgarian's ruined hole. The shaft pulsed and expanded, girth increasing dramatically — vein by vein, inch by inch — stretching the bruised, bleeding anal walls wider than they had ever been forced before. The fat head flared massively, pressing outward in all directions, reshaping your insides around its new, brutal circumference.

16:20 Cobra_MC: Your entire body shuddered violently. A raw, agonized scream tore from your throat, but it was instantly muffled deep inside my armpit. “MMMMPPPHHHHHH—!!” Only the first jagged edge of the scream escaped, vibrating against my sweat-slicked skin before being crushed into silence as I flexed his massive arm even harder, squeezing your face brutally into the musky pit. “What happened, big man?” I taunt, voice dripping with sadistic amusement. “Is my Desi cock too much for that proud Bulgarian ass? Can’t handle a real man stretching you open?” I pump my cock harder, deliberately making it swell even thicker with each powerful thrust. The girth expanded in rhythmic pulses, forcing the Bulgarian's overstretched rim to its absolute limit and beyond. Fresh tears of blood mixed with cum leaked around the impossibly thick shaft.

16:21 Cobra_MC: I feel your screams intensified into a continuous, muffled howl of agony. Your massive body thrashed wildly beneath me — hips bucking, back arching, powerful legs kicking and slipping against the soaked sheets. But I simply squeezed my armpit down harder, the dense bicep and lat completely sealing your face, blocking every scream into nothing but desperate, vibrating hums against his skin.

16:22 Cobra_MC: The big Bulgairan thrashed harder from complete suffocation. Your arms flailed, slapping weakly at my back. Your eyes rolled back. Your struggles grew slower, heavier, limbs twitching as unconsciousness crept dangerously close. At the last possible second, I ease ny armpit slightly downward, leaving just your left nostril exposed — a tiny, desperate airway pressed right against the dripping, hairy hollow. You get revived with a violent, wheezing gasp. The single nostril immediately began sucking in the thick, pungent Punjabi sweat and musk in frantic pulls. With every inhale, your lungs filled with the raw, overpowering odor. When you exhale, the same hot, musky air blew back out directly into my armpit, only to be sucked right back in on the next desperate breath. A continuous, closed-loop circulation of my strong Punjabi musk now ran through the Bulgarian's respiratory system — in through the nostril, deep into his lungs, into his bloodstream, out again into the armpit, and back in. The potent male scent flooded your brain, dazing your slowly, making your thoughts fuzzy and heavy. The overwhelming musk acted like a powerful drug, keeping the Bulgarian high, docile, and completely under my control.

16:24 Cobra_MC: I chuckle darkly, still thrusting with long, brutal strokes, my cock remaining massively pumped and thick. “That’s it… breathe me in, you weak Bulgarian bull. My sweat is all you get to drink now.” I flex my armpit deliberately, squeezing fresh rivulets of hot sweat directly into your exposed nostril and across his lips. driven by sheer dehydration and the musk-induced haze, you bigan lapping desperately at the dripping skin. Your broad tongue dragged across the salty, bitter hollow in long, thirsty strokes, swallowing every drop you could reach. For the first time in the entire ordeal, your heavy arms moved with something resembling willingnessa as I feel you wrap them over my massive, sweat-glistened shoulders, pulling your tighter against my muscular body. Your thick biceps and forearms draped across my traps and delts as I feel you pressed your face deeper into the armpit, sucking and licking with pathetic, thirsty desperation — trying to quench the terrible dryness in your throat and lungs with nothing but my sweat. I throw my head back and laughed triumphantly, hips still pounding deep and hard, his massively swollen cock stretching you wider with every thrust.

16:25 Cobra_MC: “Hah! Look at you now, big strong Builgarian. The mighty wretler wrapping his arms around me like a desperate lover, sucking my sweaty armpit to survive. My thick Desi cock stretching your bloody hole wider than any woman could take, and you’re still hugging me, still licking me clean. Does it taste good? Is my musk making your weak Bulgarian brain melt? You belong to this cock now. Every breath, every drop of sweat, every brutal inch inside your ruined ass — all mine. Keep sucking, keep moaning, keep wrapping those big arms around your owner. I’m going to keep pumping my girth until your hole is permanently shaped like my cock. Say it with your tongue, bitch — tell me how much you need your Desi master’s sweat.”

16:30 Shadow_fighter: let out a strangled, gurgling moan as you continue your relentless assault, my body convulsing almost violently with each brutal thrust. The feeling of being so utterly dominated, used like a mere fleshlight for your pleasure, is both humiliating and strangely arousing. I can feel my prostate being battered mercilessly, forcing out weak, watery spurts of cum that splash uselessly across my heaving chest. Y-yes... I'm your broken whore... your personal cum-pump... I manage to gasp out between choked sobs of overwhelmed ecstasy. Use me... ruin me... make me forget I was ever anything else... moan wantonly into the dominating kiss, my tongue dancing and twining with yours as I surrender myself completely to your possession. The pain of my ravaged hole only heightens every sensation, sending jolts of perverse pleasure radiating through my nerves with each brutal thrust. Mmmm... ahhhh... yessss... ruin me, break me, make me yours! I pant feverishly against your lips when you allow me a moment to breathe. I never want this feeling to end... want to be stuffed full of your cock forever... your perfect little cock sleeve to use however you please... My hips roll shamelessly to meet your thrusts, taking you impossibly deeper into my abused passage. Nnnngggghhh... your cock... s-so big... stretching me... reshaping me... I c-can't...

16:31 Cobra_MC: I suddenly pulled back halfway, dragging that monstrous, thickened shaft outward. Your eyes rolled back violently in your skull as white-hot agony exploded through his core. The stretched rim burned like fire, the partially prolapsed lining dragging painfully along every thick vein. A raw, guttural scream tore from your throat the moment I lifted his armpit away. I plant both massive forearms on either side of your head, caging the big man completely. My powerful chest hovered just above your heaving pecs as he stared down into the tear-filled, pain-maddened eyes. Then I start fucking — brutal, merciless, full-length thrusts that tore your already destroyed ass wider with every savage stroke.

16:31 Cobra_MC: THWACK… THWACK… THWACK… THWACK!

16:33 Cobra_MC: Each thrust was devastating. I pull out until only the swollen head remained inside the torn rim, then slammed back in with 282 pounds of muscle behind it. Your hole ripped further, fresh blood mixing with the flood of precum and earlier loads. The Bulgarian giant screaming out loud in overwhelming pain, choking on his own spit, gurgling wet, broken sounds as drool ran down his beard and chin. I lean down and licked your tear-streaked, sweat-soaked face in long, possessive strokes — tongue dragging across the purple cheek, swollen lips, and matted beard while I continue pounding without mercy. The wet, filthy sounds of licking mixed with the brutal slapping of flesh and the Bulgarian's broken screams.

16:35 Cobra_MC: “Enough of this missionary shit,” I growled in my thick, hoarse accent. “Time to fuck you like the worthless rag doll you really are.” I suddenly pull my hips back, dragging the monstrously thickened cock out of your ass with a wet, obscene schlorp. A gush of blood-tinged cum and ass juices poured from the gaping, prolapsed hole. You let out a broken, high-pitched wail as your insides felt like they were being pulled out with it. Before you could even catch his breath, I flip the massive Bulgarian man over onto his stomach like he weighed nothing. I grab your long, sweat-matted hair with one brutal fist and yanked your head back hard, forcing the big man’s chest off the mattress into a painful arch. Then I shov both of your thick arms straight up and back, locking them in a tight Full Nelson — forearms threaded under your armpits, hands clasped firmly behind the your thick neck.

16:35 Cobra_MC: Your face was forced upward, beard scraping the sheets, while you powerful back was bent into a cruel C-curve. I rose onto my knees, then stood up fully on the bed, lifting the huge wrestler’s entire upper body with him. I hook my strong arms deeper into the Full Nelson, completely immobilizing the Bulgarian's arms and forcing your head forward.

16:40 Shadow_fighter: my face into your sweaty armpit, the thick musk filling my nostrils and coating my tongue. My struggles weaken as the lack of oxygen begins to overwhelm me, my body growing limp and pliant in your iron grip. Even as my mind reels at the utter degradation, I find myself obeying your command, my tongue lapping frantically at the damp, hairy skin, tasting the salt and masculinity of your essence. Mmmph... glck... shllp... The wet, obscene sounds of my desperate cleaning fill the air, punctuated by the lewd squelches of your cock violating my hole. Drool begins to leak from the corners of my stretched mouth, mixing with the sweat and pre-cum smeared across my face. The wet, obscene sounds of my desperate cleaning fill the air, punctuated by the lewd squelches of your cock violating my hole. Drool begins to leak from the corners of my stretched mouth, mixing with the sweat and pre-cum smeared across my face.

16:42 Cobra_MC: I feel your complete surrender as I slam you hard on a side dumping you in the corner. My cock standing victoriously as I walk to you, standing towering over you. Fists on my hip, "SUCK" I grin as i look down at you, waiting for you to take your victor in your mouth as I get ready to blow myself

16:46 Shadow_fighter: gaze up at you with glazed, submissive eyes, my lips parting eagerly as I behold your magnificent, throbbing erection. Without hesitation, I lean forward and run my tongue along the underside of your shaft, savoring the heady mix of our combined fluids. I swirl my tongue around the swollen head, lapping up the beads of pre-cum that have gathered at the tip. purr sultrily before wrapping my lips around your cock and beginning to suck, hollowing my cheeks and bobbing my head enthusiastically. My tongue works diligently, stroking along the sensitive underside and flicking teasingly over your frenulum as I take you deeper into my mouth with each pass.

16:50 Cobra_MC: I grunt, my cock getting rock hard with your warm mouth around it. I grab your hair with both hands and start fucking that mouth deep down your throat already edged by the relentless fucking you absorbed already. "FUCK FUCK FUCK YESSSS!" I grunt as I start slammed harder and harder until I EXPLODE down your throat pulling your face in, gagging you pressed on my cock, your throat clenching on my shaft as I keep you gagged while I stream down hot ropes of cum steadily down your throat filling your belly up, my balls squeezing up between my legs as my body goes rock hard, chest heaving as I finally empty my load inside you deep in your belly

16:54 Cobra_MC: Finally drained as I pull out and smack your face with my spit coated cock. Standing towering over you. I grab your hair and drag you up to the door, holding you at an arm's length as I open the locked door. The paparazzi already waiting to capture.

16:55 Cobra_MC: I flex hard holding you up by the hair as I flex my other bicep. The crowd can only imagine what happened inside as you hang limp with your arms down on your side. The cameras flashing loud as I flex victoriously. 

16:55 Cobra_MC: 

16:58 Shadow_fighter: hang limply in your grasp, my body aching and covered in various fluids - blood, sweat, pre-cum, and your seed. My hair is disheveled, my face flushed and streaked with tears, spit, and remnants of our activities. I can barely hold my head up, my muscles trembling with exhaustion as you parade me in front of the waiting paparazzi. The flash of cameras blinds me momentarily as I'm displayed like a trophy, a visual representation of your dominance and conquest. I can hear the murmurs of the crowd, their imaginations running wild as they try to piece together the depraved scene that must have unfolded behind closed doors. Shame and humiliation wash over me