THE HIGH TABLE

Naughty_Monkey

Partway through my workout, the buzz starts to creep in. Slow at first, then settling deep, sharpening everything. My focus tightens, my body feels lighter, stronger. At 5'4, 140lbs, I’m the smallest guy here. That hasn’t changed. What has changed is how I carry it. People notice. They always have. The gym is almost empty this late. Lights low, machines idle, the air thick with that end-of-night stillness. And then there’s the fight room. The noise cuts through everything. Not just loud… heavy. Dull, repeated impacts. The kind that echo. The kind you feel in your chest more than you hear. Whoever’s in there isn’t just training. They’re unloading. I find myself slowing, listening between reps. Waiting for the next hit. It comes. Harder than the last. I’ve never gone in there. Never wanted to. Not until now. The thought lingers longer than it should. I shove my earbuds in, crank the volume, try to drown it out. Force my body back into motion. But the rhythm’s off now. And no matter how loud the music gets… I can still hear it.

Izem_Kamau

It's a slow night tonight, I haven't had a fight in a week and a fuck in two. The pent-up angst is really getting into my system as I repeatedly slam the dummy over and over into the mats. Standing at 7'6 and 353lbs I am what people consider huge, and as such, just to satisfy my needs, my wrestling dummy is even specially made, so that it's a bout similar size as me. Making it every time it slams into the mats even louder. But slamming the dummy isn't enough; it only aggravates me more. I want something that's really to slam and fuck, with a frustrated roar. I slam the dummy into the mats again and kick open the door of the fight room, looking around the gym for someone, anyone. Then I see you, a small white twink, just doing the reps. Smiling, I walk right up to you until I tower over you, wearing just my white compression shorts and nothing else.

Naughty_Monkey

Oblivious, I move to another part of the gym. New machine. New angle. Trying to shake it off. But something’s off. That feeling creeps in first. Subtle. Wrong. Then the light shifts. A shadow stretches over me. I freeze. Slowly, I lift my eyes to the mirror in front of me… and that’s when I see you. Towering. Filling the frame. Standing directly behind me. My stomach drops. You’re bigger than anyone I’ve ever seen. Not just tall… massive. Built like something that doesn’t belong in a normal space. I turn, and the world seems to tilt with me. I don’t even reach your chest. My eyes land first on your abs. A wall. Solid. Immovable. Every line carved deep, like stone. My gaze drags upward… your chest rising above me, broad and heavy, crowding the space. You’re close. Too close. The air feels different here. Thicker. Like it belongs to you. I swallow, suddenly aware of how small I am standing here. “Hi?” It comes out quieter than I meant. Unsteady. Almost swallowed before it even reaches you.

Izem_Kamau

I look down at you as you turn, smiling, and licking my lips slightly. "Hello there, I was looking around to see if there's anyone available for some sparring with me, and as there's no one else in the gym, I believe it shall be you." I say with a grin, in a manner that you know you cannot refuse without consequences. Stepping my left foot back to allow you to head to the fight room, I extend my left and gesture towards it as I say, "Now if you'd please, I will follow you in." Scanning you up and down as I do so, seeing that you've got a nicely chiseled body under that leotard, and especially a plump ass.

Naughty_Monkey

“No,” I say, hesitation slipping into the word. Your expression doesn’t change. “NO.” Louder this time. Firmer. I force it out, even as my voice threatens to betray me. “I’m not a fighter.” That’s not entirely true… but you don’t need to know that. My eyes move over you, trying to process the scale of it. Your legs are thicker than my torso. Your arms… bigger than my waist. Every part of you feels excessive. Unreal. My hand lifts before I can stop it. I press it against your lower abs. Solid. Unyielding. Like pushing against a wall. I give a small shove. Nothing. Not even a shift in your stance. A flicker of something tightens in my chest. “Find someone else,” I say, quieter now but still holding on. “I’m here to work out.”

Izem_Kamau

"I guess you didn't quite understand." I say with a big devilish grin, "I wasn't asking." I say as I then suddenly snatch your right wrist with my left hand, then send my right arm down between your legs to catch your groin on the bend of my elbow. And with a quick yank, I pull you up onto my shoulders, belly down, with my left hand pulling your arm straight and my right hand on your right ass cheek to keep you steady. I start walking right away towards the fight room, knowing that you'll likely kick and thrash, but not caring enough to do anything about it, as I doubt you'll be able to do much anyway.

Naughty_Monkey

Your reaction is instant. Decisive. Before I can even draw breath to protest, the world tilts and I’m lifted clean off my feet. One second I’m standing… the next I’m slung over your shoulder like I weigh nothing. “Hey!” Too late. Your arm locks across me, iron-tight, pinning me in place as you start moving. Fast. Purposeful. Like the decision was already made long before I opened my mouth. The fight room. No. My arms thrash. My legs kick uselessly against, finding no leverage, no resistance. It’s like trying to fight gravity itself. “I said no!” I snap, the words sharper now, louder. You don’t even slow down. My fists come down hard against your back. Again. Again. Nothing. It’s like hitting concrete. Solid. Unmoving. Each strike barely even registers, swallowed by the sheer mass beneath your skin. Your grip tightens in response. Not angry. Not rushed. Just… absolute. A warning. I suck in a breath, the reality of it finally settling in. I’m going to the fight room whether I want to or not.

Izem_Kamau

Once in the fight room, I waste no time and walk right onto the mats, going all the way to the far side of the room. Then, using my left to yank on your right arm, I guide you down onto the mat headfirst, and following with my right hand between your legs to more or less slam your body down. Holding you in that upside-down position with my right, I pull off your trainers and socks with my left hand and throw them across the room to the door. "We can't have you wearing shoes on the mats," I say with a grin before letting go of you and backing up a bit to give you some room with me standing between you and the door of the fight room.

Naughty_Monkey

I don’t even know which way is up. One second I’m moving, the next I’m being repositioned like I don’t have a say in it. Your grip shifts, controlled, deliberate. Then I feel it… my trainers. My socks. Stripped away like they’re nothing. And then... Impact. The mat slams into me hard, knocking the air from my lungs. For a second, everything goes blank. This is bad. I drag in a breath and force myself up, unsteady but moving. My body protests, slow to respond, but I push through it. Then I see you. Already there. Between me and the exit. Of course you are. The message is clear before a word is said. There’s no leaving. Not unless I go through you. I steady myself, chest rising, mind racing. Defence isn’t going to save me here. Not against something built like you. So I make a choice. I move first. I launch forward, closing the distance before doubt can catch up, and drive my right fist into your inner thigh with everything I’ve got.

Izem_Kamau

You slowly force yourself back up after getting slammed to the mats quite hard, quite happy about how sturdy you seem to be. I decide to watch as you get up fully. Then to my surprise, instead of begging in fear and or trying to get around me, you shoot in, firing your right fist into my inner thigh. Curious to see what you can do, I don't stop you, letting your fist hit the inside of my thigh. Then force travels through my thick muscles and reaches my nerves, making my right leg twitch slightly, but that's about it. "Let me show you how to punch." I say as I then clench my own left fist, and send it out towards your nose in a normal straight, no flashy tricks, nothing of that sort. Just pure force from my giant body.

Naughty_Monkey

Your fist moves before I can even react. No warning. No hesitation. Just impact. There’s a sickening crack as it connects with my nose, and for a split second everything slows. My vision fractures. Blood bursts outward, hot and sudden, spraying into the air. Then the pain hits. Explosive. My head snaps back, and the rest of me follows, my body dropping hard onto the mat. The world tilts, spins, then crashes into stillness. I don’t move. Can’t. I lie there, dazed, staring at nothing, trying to piece together what just happened. Warmth floods my face. Thick. Constant. I cough...choke, really, as blood runs down the back of my throat, sharp and metallic. Every breath burns. Every second stretches. And somewhere above me… you’re still there.

Izem_Kamau

I chuckle when I see you fall down onto your back from just a single punch. I bend over and reach down with my left hand to grab you by your skull. Then pull you back up to your feet before stepping back. “Come on, get up, I know you’re not done yet.” I snicker as I step back again. Then lifting my right leg, I send it forward with a front kick, the ball of my foot aimed at your solar plexus, looking to spear you on my big size 21s.

Naughty_Monkey

Your hand clamps around my head. No warning. No effort. I’m lifted clean off the ground like I weigh nothing, my feet kicking uselessly in the air before you set me back down, steadying me just long enough to stand. “Up.” The word barely lands before you move. I don’t even get my guard up. Your foot drives forward, and slams into my chest. The force is unreal. It lifts me straight off my feet, my body folding around the impact before I’m thrown backwards through the air. The mat hits me hard. Flat on my back. For a second, I can’t breathe. My lungs refuse to work, like they’ve forgotten what to do. Then the pain crashes in, deep and crushing. My hands fly to my chest. Something’s wrong. My heart… it doesn’t feel right. The rhythm’s off. Uneven. Wrong. A cold wave of panic cuts through the pain. I draw in a shaky breath, but it burns all the way down. A low sound escapes me, somewhere between a groan and a gasp, as I lie there staring up, trying to understand. Why this is happening.

Izem_Kamau

I laugh as I hear you groan on your back it sounds so stimulating. I follow you down to the mats, kneeling between your splayed out legs. I reach my left up to your neck to grab a firm hold of you. Then with my right grab a firm hold of your bulge under your shorts. Then leaning down I start to suck at your left nipple, as my horny ass is starting to really kick in.

Naughty_Monkey

Your hands tighten around me. Not just holding. Controlling. It’s a message. Clear as anything. You could break me. Maybe not now… but whenever you decide. Each breath is shallow, restricted, forced through the pressure of your grip at my throat. My fingers claw at your wrist, but it’s useless. I don’t have the strength to pull you off. Your other hand wraps around my cock and balls. They disappear into your palm as your fist closes around them. This is serious! And then turn even worse and unusual. Your face moves in and caresses my torso. Your tongue exploring my body and latching on to my right nipple.

Naughty_Monkey

I stop trying to fight you off. I think. I need something else. Something you’re not expecting. My hands come up slowly, almost instinctive, then snap together. Hard. Clapping over both sides of your head over your ears. The sound is sharp. Violent. The pressure hits instantly. Your body reacts before your mind does. Your grip loosens, just enough. That’s all I need. With everything I’ve got, I shove against you. Every muscle firing, pushing harder than I thought I could. And it works. You give. Not much. Not far. But enough. I stumble free, dragging in air, my lungs burning as they finally fill properly. I don’t wait. I get up fast, too fast, almost slipping, but I stay on my feet. A quick step in. A sharp kick into your ribs. Then I turn. And run. Straight for the door.

Izem_Kamau

"nnngh!" I groan in pain as your hands clap onto my ears. My size granted me significant resistance to damage and pain, but unfortunately, my ears were not included. My hands move up to my ringing ears as you pushed and slipped out from under me. As I groan in pain, I look over to you and see you kicking towards my ribs. I flex my sides and grunt as your kick hits the part where there's not much muscle. But as you try to turn and run away, my hands are already on your ankle, snagging them before then suddenly turning on my back and attempting to imanari roll you to the ground with your ankle caught under my armpit.

Naughty_Monkey

A glimmer of hope. One stride toward the door. Gone in an instant. Your hand clamps around my ankle. I stumble, turning back just in time to see you move. It shouldn’t be possible. For someone your size, your body flows. Smooth. Controlled. Almost… graceful. A coiling motion, twisting low and fast. Then it clicks. Too late. An imanari roll. The world flips as you drop and spin, dragging my leg with you. My balance vanishes. The mat rushes up, and I hit hard. My leg is trapped. Your body wraps around me, closing in, tightening, locking everything down. There’s no space. No leverage. Just pressure. Relentless. Like a vice. I try to pull free, but it’s already set. Already secured. And now I’m exactly where you want me.

Izem_Kamau

"Mmmmhmmm~" I let out a satisfied growl as I clamp you down onto the mats. I pull your ankle out from under my armpit and hold onto it with my left, using my big arm to pull it up further towards my face, forcing it into maximum extension as I licked your sole from heel to toe. Moving my left foot a bit, I plant my size 56 sole flush against your face, "Clean my soles for me, will you?" I asked in a very polite tone, but you know from our position, it was not a request, but a demand.

Naughty_Monkey

Your grip tightens. Not just holding but adjusting. My leg is dragged, twisted, extended far beyond anything natural. There’s no warning, no gradual pressure. Just a sudden, brutal stretch. “Aaaaargh!” The sound rips out of me before I can stop it. Raw. Uncontrolled. I hate that you hear it. I hate that you know. I try to clamp it down, bite it back, but the pain is too sharp, too deep, burning through muscle and into the joint. My hands scramble against you, pushing, clawing, trying to create space that isn’t there. Nothing works. You shift again. A fraction. That’s all it takes. The pressure spikes. White-hot. Blinding. My vision blurs as my body jerks in response, completely at your mercy now. And then I see it. Your foot. Right there. Close. Too close. Massive. Solid. Unreal in scale compared to me, hovering near my face like a reminder of exactly how outmatched I am. I turn my head instinctively, trying to create distance, but there isn’t any. There’s nowhere to go. Nowhere to escape. Just you. And the pressure tightening, second by second. "Never". I barely manage to speak through the pain. My body may not be able to resist you, but I sure as hell won't service your feet like a slave.

Izem_Kamau

"I guess not then, but I'll have fun with yours" I say as I continue to lick your sole and suck on your toes. keeping your leg nicely trapped between mine and clamped down by my giant arms. Getting aroused by your defiance, I start to gently hump my rock-solid 25cm cock against your thigh. I can't seem to understand why but the sound of you struggling and your defiance towards my dominance, it is so arousing. I keep working your foot with my tongue and hump your leg with my cock while grinding my sole into your face, just to see if you'd snap. "Fuck you taste so good."

Naughty_Monkey

The change is instant. Terrifying. This isn’t a hold anymore. It’s a statement. Every part of it is precise. Deliberate. Perfectly placed. I’m not just caught, I’m contained. Controlled by something far bigger, far stronger than me. There’s no slack. No mistake. No gap to exploit. I test it anyway. A small movement. A twist. A pull. Nothing. You don’t even react. Because you don’t need to. You already know. And so do I. I’m not getting out of this. The realisation settles in, heavy and cold. Then something else follows. Quieter. Worse. Humiliation. Although I can't see what's happening, I can feel your tongue exploring my foot. I feel most of my foot disappear inside your mouth. It's a subversive twist on worship, except this is no worship, this is torment. But it's the subtle hip movements that fill me with fear. I feel something hard, something big pressing against my leg. Small but deliberate thrusts. "What the fuck are you..." my words are cut short by the sole of your foot smothering my face. And with each passing second, my leg is twisted further, micro-tears in the muscle and connective tissue sending spikes of unbearable pain throughout my body.

Izem_Kamau

As I continued licking and enjoying your foot, I could feel your leg starting to reach its absolute limit. Not wanting to break my new toy just yet, I reluctantly loosened my grip on your leg. Then, pulling my own foot off of your face, I let go of your leg and get back up to my feet. Standing once again between you and the door. "Come on now, get up, and we can have some more fun," I say as you can see and feel the lust inside my eyes, and it's not helped by the giant python that is now visible under my skin-tight compression shorts. I look down and admire you, writhing in fear and pain, like a wonderful work of art, crafted by a master.

Naughty_Monkey

I try to move. Try to get up. My legs don’t respond. They’re there, but useless. Heavy. Unreliable. Not mine. I need time. Just a few seconds to recover. You don’t give me that. “Why are you doing this?” My voice cracks, breathless, raw. “What have I done to you? I don’t even know you!” No answer. Of course. Words won’t save me. So I give you something else. I spit. It doesn’t reach far, just your shin, but it lands. That’s enough. A message. Clear. I hate you. Your stance doesn’t change. If anything… it widens. My eyes flick around the room, searching, anything, any gap, any mistake. Nothing. Except... your legs. Set wide. Too wide. It’s the only opening I’m going to get. Pain screams through me as I force my body forward, ignoring it, pushing through it. I drop low, hands hitting the mat, and crawl fast, desperate, everything I’ve got. Straight between your legs. No hesitation. No second thought. Just the door.

 

Izem_Kamau

I can't help but laugh at your attempt to spit at me. I simply stared back down at you as you scrambled to get yourself together. "You've done nothing but catch my fancy, buddy, that's all," I say as I watch you suddenly shoot for the gap between my legs. I can't help but let out a chuckle as you do so, as it doesn't make sense to me how you might think that it would work. But regardless, I still react quickly, not doing anything else other than simply sitting down backwards and right on top of you as you attempted to crawl away. My giant glutes slam into your shoulders as you try to make a run for it. my hands naturally rest on your cute ass cheeks as I sat down. "Did you really think that was going to work?"

Naughty_Monkey

The door gets closer. One crawl. Then another. Hope builds, fragile, desperate... Then it’s gone. A sudden weight drops over me, pinning me in place. All the air leaves my lungs in one sharp burst. I hit the mat hard, my body flattened beneath you, trapped again before I even had a chance. I try to breathe. It’s shallow. Tight. Controlled by you. My hands scrape against the mat, fingers clawing for something, anything, but there’s nothing to grab, nothing to leverage. My legs kick, useless, frantic as your large hands envelope my small glutes. You don’t even need to try. You just hold me there. Still. Certain. I’m not going anywhere. “I’ll kill you!” I gasp, the words forced out between broken breaths, more desperation than threat now. But even as I say it, I know. You’re still in control.

Izem_Kamau

I laugh as I hear you say that you'll kill me; it's quite adorable when you do that. Moving to play around with you a bit more, I grab your arms by your wrists to lift them up a bit off the ground, just so I have some room to slide my feet under them and get them pressed snugly against your cheeks. Then, using my giant paws, I start to claw at your glutes, making sure to get my thumb pressed nice and firmly against your crack and hole. But not enter it, just pressing down on it over your shorts, as a bit of a warning and teaser of what's to come.

Naughty_Monkey

Your size alone should have been enough. It isn’t. You shift your weight and your technique takes over. Precise, controlled. My arms are pinned before I even realise what you’re doing, locked in place with effortless efficiency. Every adjustment you make tightens the trap. There’s no slack. No gap. No mistake. The pressure builds. Not sudden, just deliberate. Measured. Enough to remind me exactly where I am. Exactly who I’m under. I try to move, to do anything, but it’s all gone. My upper body is useless, my strength meaningless against the way you’ve positioned yourself. The only part of me that still responds is below the knee. My feet kick. Weak. Uncoordinated. Pointless. Just a signal of what’s left of the fight in me. My teeth grate together as I fight back the growing pain in my glutes. Your fingers dig in deep, completely surrounding and damaging the muscle, kneading my arse cheeks like dough. Your thumb creeping closer and closer to where it shouldn't be. The panic is overwhelming. I'm literally trapped, completely at your mercy, and hating every minute of it.

Izem_Kamau

As you’re trapped, I slowly slide both hands down into your shorts. Then with one short yank I tear it to shreds. Making sure to get all the fabric off of your plush cheeks before I leaned down. Spreading them not so gently with my thumb, I lean in and start to gently lick at your crack and taint. “Mmmhmm, you taste wonderful.” I murmur between licks.

Naughty_Monkey

The stakes become violently clear. This isn't just a huge bully teaching me a lesson. This is now something more primitive, more brutal. This hold isn't a form of submission. It's total control allowing you to violate any part of me. My attempts to squirm and writhe amplify dramatically. You may be huge but I'm extremely motivated. I feel your legs shaking with effort to hold me, your arm tensing as I struggle against your power. But still your tongue continues to explore my glutes and arse. "You can't do this!" I protest, well aware that you can, and you are.

Izem_Kamau

“Sure I can” I say back to you as I feel you squirming violently under me. Not really minding it as I knew you can’t escape without my permission. So, I instead use my giant paws to spread your legs a little more apart to expose more of your hole. Then leaning in, I press my lips against your hole as I start to stuff my tongue into your ass. My tongue whipping around like a mad eel inside your ass as I forced my way in.

Naughty_Monkey

I open my mouth to let out a painful scream. You've split my legs further than they should, tearing more muscle. But no scream comes out. Instead of a scream, I gasp. I feel what I know to be your tongue forcing its way inside my arse. My mind explodes with more emotions than it can handle. My body freezes then goes limp. I don't know how to react. And somewhere deeply buried is a quiet whisper. A whisper of pleasure. I try to silence it but it remains. and my exposed cock begins to grow, influenced by that whisper.

Izem_Kamau

I feel some stirring from underneath you as my tongue worked your hole and I have a suspicion as to what it is. Latching onto your waist with my arms, I roll the both of us over onto my back. Exposing your now hardening cock for both of us to see. And to keep your upper body pinned down nicely, I cross my ankles across your neck and push down, my legs forming a solid X on your chest to keep you from moving. While I reach around with my left hand to grab a hold of your hardening cock and stroke it. All while continuing to work your insides with my tongue.

Naughty_Monkey

The feeling of helplessness grows as you adjust the hold to both expose me even more, and add a new layer of control. It's as if you have many more limbs with which to hold me, yet you're able to do this with just your huge arms and legs. Your fingers toy with my 5" hard cock. Your tongue turns my hole into its playground. My balls tighten with excitement. You're edging me close to an explosion of cum. I desperately command my body to listen, for my cock to go soft, for my muscles to break free. But my body is not mine to command. It's yours.

Izem_Kamau

I pause for a second as I start to feel you cock quiver in my hand. Knowing that you’re on the edge, I don’t want you to shoot just yet. So I stop swirling my tongue inside your ass and stop stroking your cock. Sitting up, I stack you upside down onto your shoulders before pulling my long legs off of you and get into a kneeling position. Then placing both your thighs on my shoulders, I open my mouth wide and envelop your entire 5 inches, before then starting to vigorously suck and swirl my tongue around your joystick.

Naughty_Monkey

You move, changing the hold completely. I feel your grip weaken and I immediately start to pull free. Frustration smacks me in the face. My fast, furious muscles cannot compete with your slow, methodical movements. My head and shoulders are held against the mat, my legs pulled up over your shoulders, my bulge near your face. And then in your mouth. My lips hold my shaft tightly, your tongue teases the head. I try to buck but your legs and arms continue to envelope my body in an impossible hold. I try to speak. Try to protest. Only noises escape my mouth.

Izem_Kamau

I continue to adjust my position as I keep sucking at your cock. Moving you until you’re fully on your back and my legs fully behind me. With my arms still clamped down tightly against your thighs, I’m confident that you’re not going anywhere. So I just keep on enjoying my self savoring the taste of your precum and dickhead on my tongue.

Naughty_Monkey

I force my arms free as you adjust the hold. My movement is limited but I being thrashing wildly, aimlessly. Hitting whatever part of you is in the way. I'm seconds away from cumming. It makes my violent arms flail with more urgency.

Izem_Kamau

I feel your arms thrashing and slapping against my shoulder and my head, but it doesn’t bother me. I simply continue to suck and stimulate your cock as I enjoy the taste. Excited for your cum as I’m curious to see how that tastes as well. I’ve heard cum may taste different depending on the mood of the person shooting. I guess I’m trying to figure it out today.

Naughty_Monkey

My breathing becomes more rapid. My balls tighten, my cock twitches in your mouth. I low, strained groan erupts in tandem with the cum shooting into your mouth. A few more punches land before my arms drop, exhausted. Embarrassment and shame wash over me, wiping out any pleasure I momentarily felt. "Why?" is all I can say.

Izem_Kamau

I feel your cock blowing inside my mouth and I hungrily slurp up all of your cum, swallowing every last bit of it before letting go of you and letting you drop to the mats. Wiping the residue off my lips with my left. I yank my shorts off with my right, exposing my fully hard 10 inch cock. “So I don’t have all the fun.” I say as I press my precum covered tip against your ass.

Naughty_Monkey

You release the hold. I feel something big pressing against my arse. I hear your mocking words... and I act. My body still hurts from the painful holds, but I force myself to crawl. Small, fast movements. Creating space, buying me time to think. As I painfully rise to my feet, I turn and see you kneeling on the ground. For the first time, I see your naked body. Gasp! I can't hide my surprise. A cock at least twice the length of mine. Girthy, powerful, huge... just like the rest of your gigantic body. Do I have time to run to the door before you stand? I have to try. My legs scream with pain and refuse to move as fast as I need as I dart towards the door. The torn muscles impacting on my speed, filling me with pain. I block it out. I have to escape.

Izem_Kamau

I chuckle as I see you dashing for the door again trying to escape. I let you have your moment for a bit then, lunging forward. I reach out with my hands and snag onto your left thigh. Clamping down on it, I drag you back into the middle of the mat room as I laughed. “Did you really think you’re going anywhere?”

Naughty_Monkey

I feel the large hand clamp around my leg. A tight, dominant grip. Not hurting, but enough to communicate who is in charge. As you pull me back to you, my heart sinks a little. Not only have I failed to escape, but now I'm forced into the realisation that even on your knees you are taller than me! My hands grab your thick forearm and tries to yank my leg free.

Izem_Kamau

You use your hands to grab onto my thick forearm in an attempt to yank your leg free. But it’s with not real effect as I easily yank you into me, and fully embrace you from behind, my left arm wrapped across your chest and my right arm around your waist. I lean into your ear and give it a lick as I say, “where did you think you were going?”

Naughty_Monkey

Your arm comes around me and it’s… overwhelming. Too big. Too solid. It wraps tight, pinning my arms to my sides like they don’t belong to me anymore. I twist, pull, try to slip free. anything, but there’s no give. Nothing shifts. You’re on your knees. You should be unstable. You’re not. I strain harder, trying to break your balance, but it’s like trying to move something rooted to the floor. You don’t even adjust. Then your other arm slides around me. Slow. Deliberate. You don’t need it. Which makes it worse. It feels like a choice. A reminder. You’re not just holding me, you’re showing me how easily you can. Panic spikes. My foot lashes out behind me, striking your thigh. Again. Again. I keep kicking, putting everything I’ve got into it, desperate for some kind of reaction, any reaction. Nothing. The impact just dies against you. My foot starts to sting. Then burn. Then go dull, the feeling fading into a numb ache that spreads up my leg. Still you don’t move. Still you don’t need to. And with every second that passes, it becomes clearer. This isn’t a struggle anymore. It’s just me… running out of ways to fight back.

Izem_Kamau

“Mmmhmmm, still feisty, I like that.” I say as I feel your kicks on my leg. Then as you stop kicking, I start standing up. Left foot planted first and as I push off the ground, I purposely push my 10 inch rod into you. And as I get up onto my right foot as well, I have you staked on my giant 10 inch girthy rod with my arms around you to keep you restrained. Bouncing you on my cock slightly, I lean in and lick and bite at your neck gently. “How do you like that?”

Naughty_Monkey

Your legs shift. Subtle at first… then deliberate. I feel it before I understand it. You’re rising. And I’m coming with you. And then the searing pain like white heat. Your cock plows deep inside me. My arse tears, unable to accommodate the girth. A high-pitched yelp fills the room. Even the matts can't absorb that much noise. My feet leave the ground as you stand to your full height, lifting me like I weigh nothing. Like a puppet on your mighty cock. The room seems to drop away beneath me, my body suspended, completely at your mercy. My arms strain, every muscle firing as I try to wrench them free. It’s everything I’ve got. Nothing. Your hold doesn’t even loosen. My legs kick wildly, panic taking over now. There’s no rhythm to it, no control, just raw instinct, thrashing for anything that might help. It doesn’t. I’m just… there. Held in place. Contained. Powerless. I've been fucked before, but this isn't fucking, it's impalement!

Izem_Kamau

I hear your screams and watch your thrashing, and it all just makes me even more aroused. Grabbing onto your waist with both hands, I start to move you up and down my dick, thrusting with my hips as I do so to synchronize with it. I can feel my cock completely stirring up your insides with each thrust, but I couldn't care less. Your wonderful hole only envelops me and gives me more pleasure as you struggle. "Fuck you are so tight~" I moaned out.

Naughty_Monkey

Your arms release their hold, and for a moment, I'm suspended in the air with only your huge cock holding me in place. I'm frozen, unsure of what to do, how to react, how to survive the pain. Your hands wrap around my waist. Tight, painful, a reminder of who is in control. Like a fleshlight, you move my body up and down your shaft with force. My arse stretched beyond what it can handle. My arms and legs sway uncontrollably with your motion. My small body was not designed to take such a huge cock or such a brutal fucking. The feeling deep inside of me is sickening and is made worse as your hands tighten around my waist. Crushing me smaller, making it even tighter for your cock. A single tear trickles down my face.

Izem_Kamau

I keep on playing with you as I feel myself getting closer, not wanting to have all the fun myself, I shift my hands slightly to move my left hand onto your cock. Then, moving my right hand up to your throat as well, just to keep a hold of you and keep you from going too crazy. I then continue to thrust inside you, but now I stroke your cock rhythmically as well. I lean my head down and whisper into your ear, "Well, do you want to run away still? Do you like that? Does it feel good?" I asked as I think by now your hole would've gotten used to my girth, or at least gone numb from the pain.

Naughty_Monkey

Your hand encircles my neck, squeezing tightly, asserting more ownership. I feel your other hand move to my cock. I can't see, but I feel what I think is a thumb and finger stroking it. Is my cock so small to you that you only need a thumb and finger? That doubt in my mind takes me close to breaking point. I realise I'm your toy. Nothing more. I refuse to answer your question, but I feel my body relaxing, going limp as it accepts its fate.

Izem_Kamau

I can feel you slowly relaxing and your body finally calming down. I then lean in to your ear and whisper, "Let me know if you'd like to be put down. I can put you down and fuck you if you'd like," I say softly. Then, in a show of my friendliness, I pull you off of my cock a little bit to ease the pressure on your hole.

Naughty_Monkey

A moment of kindness. It's a moment of weakness. I squirm and writhe violently. Your cock pops out of my hole. It feels like a vacuum is inside me, a huge void where your cock once dominated. This might be my only chance. My fingers claw at your grip around my neck, loosening your fingers. This is not technique, it's blind fear, panic, and a a fight for survival.

Izem_Kamau

I was a little surprised that you were able to break out of such an uncomfortable position, but I guess I also was not trying too hard to keep you there. "So I take that as a yes, but on your own terms," I say as I tease you a bit. Then, moving in towards you, I reach for your nape with my left and your left bicep with my right, just to get some grips before deciding on how I should play with you.

Naughty_Monkey

Your unwavering hold crushes my spirit in seconds. Every ounce of energy I put into escaping you absorbed with ease. And your words just torment me further. You slowly, steadily, methodically adjust the grip, ignoring my weakening resistance. "I'll never submit!" I growl.

Izem_Kamau

"Ok then," I laugh as I suddenly yank you in towards me again, and without warning, I pivot and step back with my right. Lifting my left leg as I drag you over it, throwing you down in a nasty Harai-goshi. Landing back down on top of you, I quickly spin with my chest on yours to get into a north-south position. Snuffing out your face with my big, meaty pecs as I lick and kiss your cute abs.

Naughty_Monkey

The air is knocked out of me as my back hits the floor hard. I don't get the chance to get more vital air. You're on top of me, pinning me with your huge body. Impossibly big black pecs smother my view completely. I feel your tongue exploring my abs. My body tenses and twitches, your tongue inadvertently tickling me. My verbal protests muffled by your chest. My arms try to reach around you, to get some purchase, anything. They fail. My legs kick but hit nothing except air.

Izem_Kamau

I keep licking your abs as you flail aimlessly and try to break yourself free. And just to make it worse, I start to lick my way further down, moving along your abs between them, to your navel, then down to the base of your cock. You'd be surprised if you could see me right now, drooling as I stare at your cute cock. Then, without hesitation, I take it all inside my mouth and start to suck vigorously. wrapping my tongue around the tip of your dick as I sucked just to try and coax more of your cum out.

Naughty_Monkey

I tense so a moment as your tongue heads south. It doesn't stop. My flailing begins with renewed vigour as your tongue examines my small cock in detail. Your warm mouth becomes a prison for my cock and tight balls. A prison that is giving me intense pleasure despite my will to break free. My low moans cannot be heard but you feel them on your pecs. Don't cum. DON'T CUM. I command my body but it ignores me. I feel my balls tighten more, my cock titch. You've taken it too far. No stopping it now. As my hot juice shoots into your mouth, my body tense and then goes limp.

Izem_Kamau

I feel your cum shoot into my mouth as your cock and balls twitched and blew. I swallow hungrily every last drop of your warm and thick milk. But I don't stop there, I continue to suck and lick at your now spent and tender cock. Making sure to wrap my tongue around your dickhead and push the tip of my tongue into your cum slit. All while my own giant cock oozes precum onto the mats.

Naughty_Monkey

My cock begins to go soft but you don't release it. The strong, muscular tongue dominates with flaccid cock with ease. It's a sensation I've never felt before. My balls tingle, start to ache. What's happening. And then it happens. You extract another load of cum even through my limp cock. It makes the dull ache in my balls even more intense.

Izem_Kamau

I use my tongue to feel your sack after I slurp up your second load. Feeling that it's still got a little firmness left in it, I knew I can get one more load out of you. So I continue to suck on your flaccid cock, this time sucking it up and down my throat as I use my tongue to tease your balls. All while I keep you pinned, helpless under me.

Naughty_Monkey

This is torture. My three-inch cock gets tossed around the prison cell of your mouth just as you threw my body around this room. Your tongue snakes around my balls, determined to find more cum. The dull ache spreads to my abdomen, growing into pain. "Please stop!" I don't think you can hear my words. I writhe a little more under you, burning through energy and getting nowhere. A third, painful, small stream of cum leaks from my cock and gets gobbled down just as quickly.

Izem_Kamau

I swallow your third feeble load, and knowing that I depleted your stores for now, I finally let your cock go. Then, rolling off of you, I turn and swing my legs 180 degrees so we're both facing the same side. I snake my right arm under your head to cradle you as I pull you in. "Tell me, did that feel good?" I say with a grin.

Naughty_Monkey

You move me as if I'm a baby that needs cradling. I have neither the strength nor the will to resist. For this moment, I lay in your hold. Broken. Unsure of what's happening. The enormity of your physical presence dominating every thought. "Why are you doing this?" I whimper, worried that I may not like the answer.

Izem_Kamau

"Well, because I thought you were cute," I say with a big grin. Then proceed to lean in to force a kiss with you, invading your mouth with my tongue, doing as I please within your mouth, just like how I dominated your cock with it moments earlier. Then, after the deep French kiss, I lean back up and ask, "Is that enough? Or was it not what you were looking for?" I teased as I used my left to flick at your flaccid cock.

Naughty_Monkey

My cock stings. Your shift from brutal to gentle, pleasure to pain fucks with my head. "You don't get to take!" I want my words to sound powerful but they sound desperate, almost asking a question.

Izem_Kamau

"Don't get to take what? you? But I did." I say as I lean in and bite down gently on your neck, just to prove a point. All while fondling with your flaccid cock in my left hand. "And there's nothing you can do about it"

Naughty_Monkey

The threat of your rings loud in my ears. I squirm uncomfortably in your hold. I could probably get free but something tells me not to anger the beast. I see your hand playing with my cock, like a little toy. You could crush it between finger and thumb in a heartbeat if you wanted. We both know it. "i could stop you!". My voice is hesitant. Even a man your size has a few vulnerabilities. "but the damage would be permanent. That's not a threat, it's just reality". My confidence grows just a little as I assert myself for the first time in what feels like forever.

Izem_Kamau

"Oh yeah? What were you going to do?" I teased as I suddenly clamped down on your cock and balls with my left hand, not enough to break anything, but certainly enough to assert dominance in the situation. "I hope you understand that you got your jewels in my left hand, that's your reality."

Naughty_Monkey

"I could claw your eyes out faster than you could crush my balls". My body tightens. A little with the flight or fight response and a little from the painful squeeze of my balls. "Smash your nose with one strike" I continue, "Crush your balls".

Izem_Kamau

"Oh really?" I teased as I let go of your balls, and instead moved over to mount you fully. Picking your arms up by your wrists, I put them on my big black balls. "Show me, or I will assume you can't," I say with a big grin.

Naughty_Monkey

Backed into a corner. Is this a trap? If I squeeze and crush them, you may kill me. If I don't, you may kill me! Your balls are huge. I need both hands. Instinct takes over. I squeeze tightly, my forearms tensing, striated muscle going hard.

Izem_Kamau

"NNnngh~" I let out a loud moan as you squeezed my balls. You can see a squirt of precum shoot out of my cock and right into your face as you squeezed. "Fuck! That felt good!" I moaned out again as my cock was now harder than ever. Knowing that if I don't blow soon, you'll make me do so with just squeezing my balls, I move up on your body and pin your wrists back above your head. Then, with a forceful thrust, I force my cock into your mouth.

Naughty_Monkey

The force of the thrust drives my mouth open. Unstoppable. My gag reflex fires and gets ignored. More and more inches force their way in. I try to defend myself, raise my arms, but no. Your hand holds my wrists together, pins them to the floor, rendering them useless. My legs remain free. I plant my feet on the ground and try to buck. Your weight defies my remaining strength and barely moves.

Izem_Kamau

After the first thrust, I don't wait to pull out and do it again. And within seconds, I'm ramming my cock in and out of your throat, going in balls deep with each thrust. "fuck your throat is even tighter than your ass." I moaned as I continued to thrust. Maybe it was your gag reflex, or maybe it was your hands crushing my balls earlier, but it sure didn't take long before I blew my load into your mouth. "Fuuuuuuuuuck!" I groaned out as I stuffed my full 25cm down your throat to blow my thick white ropes inside. My body shivering with pleasure as I pump rope after rope down your throat.

Naughty_Monkey

I gasp to grab a breath each time you pull out. As the thrusts intensify, I struggle to get any air. Panic kicks in but my struggles fail to have any impact. I feel the hot cum flow deep in my throat. Your cock remains inside me. I'm suffocating!

Izem_Kamau

I leave my cock inside your throat as I finally finish shooting my loads. Panting, not sure if I forgot to pull out or just didn't want to on purpose, I simply lay there, on top of you, with my cock still down your throat.

Naughty_Monkey

Bucking, writhing, squirming. Harder, more desperate. Burning through the remaining oxygen. With each passing second, my actions get weaker, body limper. Black surrounds my vision as slowly closes in. Hearing becomes fuzzy.

Izem_Kamau

I feel you bucking and squirming under me, but I don't care, waiting until you've fully passed out before I pull my cock out. Kicking you twice gently to check if you're out cold. I pull my shorts back on and head out of the mat room once I'm sure.

Published: 2026-05-03, viewed 116 times.