THE HIGH TABLE
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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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Casey Crusher (deleted member)
ChokeOut: Sitting at the bar, knocking back a cold beer after a long day travelling. This place doesnt look the best but it's open and serving beers which is whats needed right now. A few locals from the area as well as passers by lined along the bar and surrounding tables. Sun setting in the background as im perched on a stool outside. A guy at the end of the bar keeps looking over and staring.... confused as why as I have no idea who this is and why he would have a problem.
Casey_Crusher: fucker has wondered into my new bar,, we tore up the last one and I am not permitted back,, and now he doesn't even know who I am,, must have killed a few brain cells last time,, I down my bear and order a double whiskey and hit them back
ChokeOut: I keep glancing over as he glances at me.... watching him knock back drink after drink, must be taking a toll on him.... I finally order a vodka and knock it back as I get worked up and finally go over to him. Taking the glass out of his hand and placing it back on the back, grabbing his shoulder and twisting him to face me "You got a problem with me fucker?"
Casey_Crusher: I drive a fist into your mid section,, hard,, "you fucking don't remember me fucker? I can't go back to my last bar because we tore it up!"
ChokeOut: You slam your fist into my gut, as I double over with the unexpected impact. Slamming my hand on the bar to stop me going all the way over as I exhale sharply before my eyes widen remembering you..... "AHHH FUCK, ITS YOU" I growl out as I pull my head back, looking up before driving it straight down into your face, hitting the bridge of your nose as I push back off the bar to distance myself before you react.
Casey_Crusher: my right hits air as you push away and I stand, blood in my mouth ,, but I slam a boot hard up between your legs,,
ChokeOut: You kick up, your boot coming up between my legs, but we've fought enough before to know your moves when you're angry.... I close my thighs and catch your thigh between them, toes just about touching my balls, stopping you just in time as I push my hands down and drop your thigh but immediately push one hand out to the back of your head, and then kick the one leg you're balancing on and attempt to drop you, slamming your head into the bar stool on the way down
Casey_Crusher: my head slams down hard on the bar,, blood gushes and I drop to one knee next to the bar
ChokeOut: You drop to one knee, clearly stunned from the head smash.... I look around, the locals are all watching, some cheering, some not.... The bar keep shouts over "Hey come on guys, knock it off!" I smile back at him "Sorry man!" beofre turning back to you and grabbing your head and ramming my knee into your already busted up face.
Casey_Crusher: my massive body sinks to my knees , my face bloody and wobble on my knees,, see a few turned on rough necks watching the little shit pound on the massive bull
ChokeOut: As you sit on your knees, I get in behind you, and grab your hand from your side. Palm to palm I hold your hand and wrench it behind your back in a hammerlock as I pull up and add pressure to your shoulder "Now.... tell the nice man behind the bar you're sorry and you'll pay for the damage!"
Casey_Crusher: I flex my massive body and pull you forward some but my arm is locked in tight,, "fuck,,,,,,,,,,,,,, I will pay for the damages, fucking release cock sucker "
ChokeOut: I pull your arm further upward, adding more pressure as the shoulder must be burning now, placing my foot on the back of your calf and digging my heel in "I didnt hear you say sorry" I laugh as I pull again harder "Now ... say it.... or I break it!"
Casey_Crusher: "SIR PLEASE,, I AM SORRY AND WILL PAY FOR THE DAMAGES!!!"
ChokeOut: I look over to the bar man and nod.... he nods back with a grin, as I release the arm from the grip before any major damange is done, but then drop behind you and wrap my arm around your neck, grabbing my opposite bicep and sinking my hand behind your head and locking on a tight sleeperhold. "Your head wont just hurt from the hangover tomorrrow"
Casey_Crusher: I stand but too late adn your have your hold locked in tight,, I lean forward and pull you off your boots but the fate is set as I struggle trying to get free like prey from an python
ChokeOut: You stand up as you lift me with you, still having some strength, but my heels hook in aorund your waist. You try to pull me off you as I sink my hold in deeper, pushing my elbows together, but seeing the chance to improve my odds, I nod at the barman again who pours a double whiskey and places it on the bar.... I release my hand from behind your head and grab the drink.... pouring it out over your face, ensuring into your eyes.
Casey_Crusher: the sting and burning,, fuckkkkkkkkkk my fight pauses as your hold tightens,, feel the blood in my neck flow against your muscled arms and my head getting light
ChokeOut: We start dropping down to your knees again as the hold takes its toll, the drink in your face doing just what I needed as I press my knee into your spine and pull back on your neck, sinking in the sleeper deep.
Casey_Crusher: hardly knowing what is happening but my massive cock is on show as it mounds my jeans and the others see it too as I feel your knee on my back,, and the bar starts to spin
ChokeOut: Just as you're about to pass out, I twist hard and jolt you side to side and toss you to the floor. I grab a bar stool and place it over the top of your head so that the legs are either side of your head. "Hey you.... big guy! Come sit here" asking a fat biker to sit on the stool pinning your head to the ground under it. I pull your cock and balls out of your trousers and grab your cock hard, before punching a hard fist into your balls.
Casey_Crusher: I scream out as you attack, the 400 pound biker settled in and I am kicking but unable to move and my cock is leaking
ChokeOut: I slam a 2nd and 3rd fist into your balls "Fuck you cunt, im gonna punch the cum out of you and make sure you piss yourself before I leave" I laugh as I send a 4th punch to your balls, my other hand squeezing your cock hard, you couldn't cum even if you wanted to the way that my thumb and finger press against the vein in your shaft.
Casey_Crusher: all I can do is scream fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk then MERCY,,,,,,,,,,,,,, FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK
ChokeOut: I finally release your cock from the cum stopping grip and slam another fist to your swollen balls.... "Cum fucker... the only way out.... CUM!" I command
Casey_Crusher: I EXPLODE ON COMMAND,, STILL PINNED DOWN BY THE 400 POUNDER,, MY COCK SHOOT ALL OVER SPRAY HITS 10 FEET AWAY
ChokeOut: I reach down into your pocket and put out your wallet.... I look through it, and toss your credit card over to the barman "This is for mine, and his tab, and your damages... sorry again!" as I look at you on the floor "dont want you following me again......" as I grab one of the speakers off the bar, and place it under your shin, then look down and brutally stamp on your foot, snapping your ankle. "Ok big guy, you can get off the stool now,.... if you want". As I turn to leave the bar.
Casey_Crusher: I scream out in pain as you break my ankle,, I pass out from teh pain,, blackness
ChokeOut: I turn and see you pass out as I'm about to leave.... but can't help myself. "You can't follow me if you can't find me" I laugh as I whisper to the big bikers ear and we both laugh. Picking you up together and carrying you over to a nearby lorry.... opening the back and tossing you inside it. Closing the doors and locking the thick metal bars down over, trapping you inside to go wherever it might be going.
Published: 2026-04-26, viewed 144 times.
Casey Crusher (deleted member)
2026-05-01 09:15That lorry driver was a drug smuggler and had made a stop at the bar to hit back a few beers and a few shots on his way back to Mexico after a drug delivery in Dallas Texas. After a stop at that bar in Odessa, Texas he crossing the boarder at El Paso. A rival cartel, wanting to make an example and show of power over the area ran the lorry off the road near Villa Ahumada, killing the driver then setting the lorry on fire. Casey Crusher perished. Rest in peace.
Freaker
2026-04-30 21:25This story moves fast and clean. You know right away these guys have history, and the fight escalates naturally from tense glances to full destruction. The bar setting—the stool, the biker, the whiskey build the humiliation without needing long descriptions. The ending with the truck feels earned and final. Good tight writing we are proud to publish in THE HIGH TABLE the board members
Dream Breaker
2026-04-30 20:51Casey had no idea that he’d end up paying for the damage… and certainly not in the way he did. ChokeOut may have the face of an angel, but he shouldn’t be underestimated. Casey finally learned his lesson; his ankle will heal, but hopefully having kids wasn’t part of your plans…
Loved your story guys! Rough, brutal but so hot!!!
bbdestroyer69
2026-04-27 13:00Gents!!! Hot erotic match up!!! I hope Casey has enuf in his wallet for the damages since his as has been emptied in the ass whoopin!!!!!!!!
Thank you both for a hot erotic read.. DAMN choke out u can get rough too
ChokeOut
2026-04-27 13:13(In reply to this)
Thanks big man. Yeah, not all innocent here. Just hope we don’t cross paths in the bar ;-)