THE HIGH TABLE

MSL BRAGGING RIGHTS MATCH - KAD ROYCE VS DAN FREYR-SULLIVAN

The underground fight pit reeked of sweat, blood, and raw testosterone. A single spotlight cut through the haze, illuminating the eight-foot-tall chain-link cage at the center of the concrete bunker. The door clanged shut behind the two men with a final, heavy lock. No referee. No rules. No mercy.

A thick, veined 10-inch dildo—black rubber, mounted chest-high on the far cage wall—glinted under the lights, ready to be used as a weapon, a fuck-toy, or both. The fight was NHB to the finish: submission, tap-out, or death.

The winner would claim the loser’s ass right there in the cage, then finish him however he chose—snapping his neck, breaking his spine, or ripping him apart limb from limb—before leaving the broken, cum-filled corpse for the cleanup crew.

First into the cage was Kad Royce, the 32-year-old Dubai cage fighter. At 6’2” and 203 pounds of pure, rippling muscle, he looked carved from bronze. Short black hair framed a sharp, predatory face.

His chest measured a massive 62 inches, tapering to a tight 38-inch waist. Biceps peaked at 23 inches, thighs at 35—thick, veined columns of power. Between his legs swung an 8-inch cock, heavy even soft, with a fat pair of big, low-hanging balls that slapped against his inner thighs as he stalked forward. He was completely nude, oiled, and already half-hard, veins standing out along his shaft.

Kad cracked his knuckles, eyes locked on his opponent, a cruel smile curling his lips. He’d killed men in this cage before. He planned to do it again tonight.

Opposite him stood Dan Freyr-Sullivan, the 45-year-old rough-and-tumble brawler and underground legend. Shorter at 5’9” and 186 pounds, he was a hairy, tattooed tank of muscle and scars. Shaved head gleaming under the lights, thick ginger moustache and beard framing a scarred, snarling face.

His chest was an enormous 49 inches, waist a solid 33. Biceps bulged at 18 inches, thighs at 28—dense, powerful, built for brutal close-quarters destruction. A thick mat of ginger hair covered his pecs, abs, and groin.

Between his legs hung a fat 9-inch uncut cock, the heavy foreskin already pulling back to reveal a thick, pierced head with a thick steel PA ring glinting at the tip. His balls were big, low-hanging, and swung like pendulums as he rolled his shoulders. Dan grinned, showing missing teeth, and spat on the cage floor. He lived for this shit—blood, broken bones, and the sweet sound of a man screaming while getting fucked into oblivion.

The cage door was welded shut. The overhead speaker crackled once.

“Kad Royce versus Dan Freyr-Sullivan. No limits. No rounds. Fight until one of you submits or is dead. Winner takes the loser’s ass, then ends him. Begin.”

The buzzer blared.

Kad Royce

The pressure was at its peak. The match was not just between two men who attracted crowds and achieved various successes. The stake was not only victory... it was something else that was at stake... A mixture of pleasure, pain, pride, and humiliation. No one knew how this match was going to start; no one knew how it was going to end. I saw you, I looked at you, I even think I admired you.

Two different fighters of different stature of different ages. Two worlds that were going to meet. It’s always the problem when two universes meet... We know it’s going to be violent; we know it’s going to be loud, we know it might hurt. But which of the two is going to win? Nobody knows. I look at you and swallow. This is my first game in this tournament. To say that I’m stressed... I’m not sure... Impatient, surely... That adrenaline from the flow of the fight. And this dildo, hanging on the fence, on which I dream of impaling you on. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves...

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

Locked in with this huge muscle beast I grin sadistically. Knowin that one of us probably wouldn’t be comin outta this cage alive...or at least not in one piece. I hafta admit that yer big hot muscled and sexy and I caint wait to get my hands on ya and fuckin just destroy ya and take ya hard and viciously.

The crowd already loud as fuck but we both ignore that. All that matters is the two of us inside this cage and what happens next. I flex my hands open and closed as we lock eyes... The smells all around us envelopin us... The call is made to start. I go into cage fight mode as I start to circle ya like a wild animal stalkin its prey. As we get closer I growl, "C’mon muscle boy... Let's see what ya got" I don’t wait as I LUNGE in and attack firin off a fast left right combo aimed at yer jaw and yer ribs just to see what yer reaction will be.

Kad Royce

Your combo fuse, but I’m moving just fast enough: The left grazes my jaw, the right hits my ribs and makes me growl. I know this fight won’t be easy. I know that we will end up injured at best. But it’s our daily life; it’s our duty. I take it.

It hurts, but I don’t let the pain appear when it gets in my mouth, which twists and wobbles. I rotate a quarter turn and respond immediately. My hand, which is the farthest from you, closes instantly. A cross-country shot hits your sides to try to stop you dead.

But I can’t stop now. I have to break your advance and force you back away. A low kick hits the inside of your thigh to break your balance. I look at you with a smile. "You know, Dan. I don’t plan to save myself with you."

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I feel those shots hit... Not hard enough to hurt... Not yet anyway. Both testin each other to see what we can take. I see that quarter turn and get ready. That shot digs into my side and I grunt from that. That fist has power for damn sure. We close in to each other...the pain in my side there and I do my best not to show it in my face, but I definitely felt that.

That low kick comes in strikin my inside thigh as I slam a right fist in goin for yer ribs again. That thigh strike makin trippin me but I grab at yer waist with my hands and bring a right knee up aimed at yer lower abs as ya smile and taunt me. "Don’t worry Kad, I won’t kill ya too fast...but yer gonna feel it big man." I smirk back.

Kad Royce

The tension is rising. The audience’s screams have subsided, or I can no longer hear them. I only hear the sound of our blows on our bodies. Your fist comes back to your ribs, and I try to absorb it by squeezing the abs, but I understand that you are not an ordinary opponent.

You grab me at the waist, and your knee hits my abs. I feel like you’re depriving me of my air and that I have trouble breathing. I instinctively fold myself a little in half. I try to give your chest a blow from my shoulder to force you to back up and regain some space.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

Our total focus on each other we both tune out the crowd's screams... They've become white noise as all we hear is each other's breathin and the sounds of our fists hittin bodies. That knee makin contact with yer hard abs... Yeah that's hard wall of muscle as I feel it in my knee. I drop that leg as ya fold into me. I reach up to grab yer head in my hands.. Just as ya RAM that shoulder into my chest... OOOOOOOOOOFFFFFFFFFFFF...

I grunt out... This powerhouse drivin me back makin me step back and breathe in deep... My fists still up and my eyes locked on yers. The sound of our bare feet on the canvas and our body movements and breathin are all we hear. Our hard cocks juttin out as if they're another weapon for us to use and we both will use them when the time is right.

Kad Royce

As I try to push you away, you grab my head. Suddenly, I feel the pressure rising. I have to act, vote. My hand is placed under your forearm. I can feel the sweat dripping against my palm, but that doesn’t stop me from trying to break your hold. My feet are sticking into the ground to allow me to move forward enough to make you step back.

But I can’t let you breathe. I pivot on my back foot and try to send a powerful middle kick into your side. Right under the ribs... about the same place where I hit you earlier. I want to test your defense, see if you start to weaken. I can’t help but notice your dick growing at a rapid rate. I know that right now the fight won’t be with fists anymore... But for now, I’m staying in front of you, calm, focused, ready to start the exchange again.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I grab yer head again as we move in but that pivot on yer back foot then the kick into my side... I GRUNT loud from that... UUUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH... Feel that foot diggin into my ribs... My floater ribs takin the impact. This tough man knowin how to use his feet which is to his advantage because I use my fists as my primary weapons.

Both still facin each other as I grab again this time to your shoulders and push in and bring a knee up diggin it into yer side aimin for yer ribs then pullin it back and drivin it into yer lower abs just above yer hard cock. My furry mouth at yer ear as I growl, "Gonna fuck you up bad stud or yer gonna fuck me up bad... And I don't care which." I pull us in closer... Cocks bangin each other now as I try and snake my right foot around yer left calf attemptin to pull that leg out and unbalance ya.

Kad Royce

Your first knee surprises me; it hits my side and makes me bend slightly. I tighten my abs, I exhale hard, I take it, but damn, Cal hurts. Your second knee is getting lower. I lower my elbow just in time to absorb some of the impact. It shakes, but I stay up. Then you try to grab me by the shoulders and pull my leg out. I feel the danger. If you manage to unbalance me, you can take me to the ground.

I have to protect my balance. I pull my leg back so that your foot slips into the void. Your lockpicking has to fail. I try to slide my forearm between your arm and shoulder, pushing upwards in order to loosen your control. A short hook goes to your body, where I have already hit you several times to keep weakening you.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

Yer too smart to let me yank that leg out as my foot hits nothin but air. That forearm snakes around me as ya push upwards usin yer height advantage to bring me up on my toes...that short hook DIGS into my side... UHHHHHHHHHGHHHHHHHHHHHH... Yer fist strikin that spot again... Floater ribs creakin from that shot as it digs in... Our hard cocks still grindin against one another as I reach down and wrap my fist around yer cock squeezin it hard...

I caint let ya see the pain from yer fist in my ribs... My other hand reaches back grabbin at yer hair to try and crank yer head back as we move toward the cage wall and that dildo hangin there. The sweat already drippin down us as our muscled body stay locked together tight.

Kad Royce

I feel that the pain is starting to enter you. But at that moment, your hand is gripping my bulge. You hold me like a master holding his dog. I want to smash your head in, but I know that the slightest violent move could turn me into a eunuch. You grip me by the hair and started to break my back, forcing me to step back to the cage.

I start to feel the cold metal against my shoulder blades, then at my ass, I feel a plastic element. Holy shit! You’re trying to shove the dildo up my ass. I need to find a way out of this. I’m deciding on a risky move. I throw my legs in the air to force myself to fall on the ground. I know that my back might suffer from it, but I hope that by falling, I could kick your massive body in the hope that this would allow you to let me go.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I get yer back against the cage... Aimin to impale yer muscled ass on that thick dildo as I move around to face ya but then ya block that as yer legs fly up and one of yer knees SLAMS up into my jaw... AAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH... The sound of it SNAPPIN...

I YELL out and lose my grip on yer cock and yer hair as my head gets ROCKED back hard... Spit sprayin outta my mouth and I stumble back from you... My back hittin the cage wall opposite ya and I drop to one knee shakin my head and rubbin my jaw...

This big man wants to fight dirty and I’m more than up for that. I see ya down on the floor and I push away from the cage wall and LUNGE toward ya as I aim my bald head at yer body targetin yer solar plexus!

Kad Royce

I managed to escape your grip and I see you falling. But you get back up quickly. You look shaken, but I see your determination when you come at me head down, seeming to be heading towards my upper body. I must not panic. I see your low center of gravity, your head forward, your linear momentum. As you dive, I take a quick step to the side.

My chest pivots to let your trajectory pass as your head crosses the space where I was half a second ago. You hit the void and keep moving forward. But when I let you crash into the cage, put my hand on your shoulder to slow you down; My knee just hit your side again right where I’ve been destroying you since the beginning of the game.

Then I encircle your body with my arms. I can feel your skin against mine, the scent of a man excited by battle, and I’m trying to lift you up to send you into a violent supplex so that you crash on the ground.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

Ya move to the side just as I get to ya and too late I realize it as I go CRASHIN headfirst into the cage wall.. .AAAAAUUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHHH... The unforgivin steel gashin my forehead open as I hit the wall hard and start to slide down but then ya get behind me and ya grab my shoulder the wrap yer arms around my body...

I feel yer hard cock against my hairy ass... Oh fuckkkkkkkk... Thinkin yer gonna take my ass as I try and collect myself enough to twist away but yer arms squeeze in as ya lift me up and we go DOWNNNNNNNNNN... That supplex bringin me down with a WHAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM to the canvas... My body foldin in half as we hit...the back of my head and neck takin the impact... My arms and legs flyin all directions!

Kad Royce

I manage to catch you by surprise. I see your body flying and above all, I admire the magnificent spectacle when I see you on the ground like a crepe. Your arms and legs are spread out. I must not waste time. If I were in a normal fight, I would have given you time to get up again...

But it’s not a normal fight; I jump on you, blocking your arms with my legs bent, my ass sitting on your hairy chest. I clench my fists and start hitting your face as if I had the chance to make you lose consciousness. I haven’t hit an opponent with this much rage in a long time, and everyone will believe that I shouldn’t have put myself into street fighting. I want your face to be so bloody that your husband can’t recognize you anymore.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

Down on my back... My forehead bleedin... My head and neck throbbin with pain... The big muscle stud gettin the advantage on the short fucker. I know yer not gonna give me time to get up but I try and roll away even so but ya SLAMMMMMMMMMMM down on top of me pinnin me down... My arms trapped under yer legs... Sittin on my tatted hairy chest...

My eyes widen as those big fists start rainin punches down into it.... AAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHH... AAAAUUUEEEGHHHHHHHHHHHHH.... OOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWW... GGGGGGAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH... The fists comin fast and furious as my legs kick behind ya... The damage becomin evident fast as my nose gets OBLITERATED instantly... One cheek gashed open...

My mouth busted open and blood streamin out... One eye already swollen and closin... My other eyebrow gashed open... Yer fists hittin so hard as ya keep me trapped... One punch to my swollen eye cavin it in... The eyeball poppin outta its socket as this big muscle stud is determined to demolish me!

Kad Royce

The more I’m tearing you down, the more I feel like hurting you. I can feel your feet trying to hit me. I need to find a way to calm you down before you get mad. I gently tilt the pelvis so that the parting of my ass starts caressing your cock while continuing to try to hold the grip. For a few seconds, I stop hitting you while my muscular ass traps your cock.

No... I don’t want you to fuck me. I just want to make you lose a bit of your fighting spirit, hoping that I can get back to my destructive work quite quickly. Even though my fists no longer strike your face, they continue to undertake their work of destroying your body, trying to create bruises on your muscular chest.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

Ya shift yer ass down on my cock... Still holdin me down and yer fists destroyin my face... It’s now nothin more than bloody raw meat as I lay there under ya powerless to stop the attack... My legs slow down movin... The crowd on their feet seein ya destroy and demolish me... Blood all over the canvas at my head...

My jaw broken and hangin at the wrong angle... Nose gone... Blood pourin from my mouth and eyes... My cock trapped by yer muscled ass as I ya feel my body goin limp under ya... Yer fists bashin and poundin my chest as well... My collarbone snappin like a twig from the attack... My chest turnin black and blue as I’m now nothin more than a side of bloody raw beef for ya to pound on and use for yer own enjoyment.

Kad Royce

Your body looks more and more like a piece of meat. Your body is almost as inert as a carcass of meat that we are going to carry to the butcher’s; I stop for a few moments to whisper in your ear." All I need is the hook so that you end up like a good piece of beef."

I’ll grab you by the throat. My hand squeezes your neck as if I were going to break your neck. I’m just lifting you up and carrying you all the way to the cage grid to try to grab hold of the dildo, hoping that sweat has lubricated your hole. I put your back to the grid while holding you by the cage and with my other hand, I insert this huge dildo into your ass.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I can barely hear yer words as ya grab me by the throat... Yer hand squeezin in tight... Thinkin yer gonna snap my neck cause yer grip is that strong ya could easily do that and finish my worthless life... Ya lift me up tho off the canvas...hangin there in the air in yer grip as the crowd goes wild...

Ya grab that dildo off the cage grid and SHOVE all of it my hairy ass drivin it in all the way... My own cock hangin there... half hard... The pain and torture I’ve gone thru makes my dick suddenly erupt a hard stream of piss down on the bloody canvas as that dildo gets RAMMED into me by ya...

The picture clear that this big muscled fighter has me where he wants me and I’m at his mercy knowin I'll get none... I’m now his property to use and destroy as he sees fit.

Kad Royce

I see you, I see your body bruised, I see your face undone, the blood running down your face. I feel the pain inside you when the dildo comes between you. Your feet are now on the ground, and I know that the dildo is well set up. I put off my hand around my neck and look at you with a mean and vicious look." You give up right away or you prefer to try to get out of it, old man!" I tell you without moving. My gaze is cold, almost frightening.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

Can barely see as I hear yer voice askin if I give... My one eyeball rollin loose on my cheek... My jaw broken... All I can do is cough and hack and manage to rasp out... "Y...y...yes... I... g...give... I... sub...mit... Fin...fin...finish... m…m...me..." A mouthful of blood spills out onto yer chest as I stand there about to topple over from pain and agony and exhaustion.

Kad Royce

I hear your word. You submit to me. I look at you and smile. You are no longer a human being. You are now just a piece of meat. I put one hand on your semi-hard sex and start jerking it off. With the other hand, I start squeezing your throat. At first, it’s just to limit breathing, as if I wanted to give you more pleasure. But as it increases, my pressure on your trachea is getting bigger and bigger.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

Ya grab onto me by my dick jerkin it and yer other hand grabbin my throat... Blood all over me... Ya squeeze my throat tighter slowly... Takin yer time... The crowd watchin the sadist at work...tormentin his victim...takin his time...bloody spit bubblin up outta my throat... My air way slowly bein forced closed...

My dick the only part of me workin as it responds to yer big hand... My body bruised and battered... My eyeball on my cheek rollin around just hangin by its nerves... The sound of me chokin and gaspin can be heard...

That dildo buried deep in me... So huge that when it was rammed in it ripped away my prostate and is now workin its way into my guts... I can just see the cold gaze in yer face as ya slowly and methodically prove yer dominance over me.

Kad Royce

The crowd is furious when they see you suffer like this. I feel your cock starting to run away and I see that your breathing is getting weaker and weaker. I must show no mercy in this fight. I only want to see you come as soon as possible before finishing you off. I whisper in your ear, "Come on! Hurry up! The more you let yourself go, the shorter your ordeal will be!"

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

No longer in control of myself now as the crowd yells and shouts... My cock respondin to yer grip... Hangin there in yer grip... Yer hand tighter on my throat squeezin... Suddenly my cock THROBS one more time and EXPLODESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS...

Shootin out thick ropes of my manjuice into the air... All over yer hand and splatterin down on the bloody canvas at yer feet... My balls emptyin out one last time... Knowin that this is the last time I will orgasm as ya order me to cum and I do without waitin.

Kad Royce

I see the fear in your eyes; I see the anguish of dying melt into the pleasure of orgasm. My satisfaction is almost total. Your body is covered with a mixture of semen and blood. I force you to get on your knees and watch me pull out my penis, already straight and firm." Imagine if I had a little pity! What could you do to get me to grant your life?"

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

Ya drop me down on my knees... I see from my half open eye yer cock come out and I willingly take it in my mouth... My jaw hangin open and shattered but I manage to suck yer cock into my mouth and down my throat... Me havin NO gag reflex I take yer thick hard fuck stick down all the way to the base...

The swollen head buried in my throat... My tongue wrappin around the thick pulsin shaft as I know yer gonna skull fuck me viciously and I want to please ya in any way I can... Not givin a fuck about my own life... My sole purpose is only to please ya and satisfy you.

Kad Royce

You immediately understand what I want. Your jaw is broken but you open it as best you can. You start putting my cock in your mouth and I can enter your throat as I wish. I push as hard as I can and I don’t care if it’s painful or not. My balls are starting to hit your chin, and I feel like you’re giving me pleasure. My moans are becoming more and more guttural.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I stay there as ya start skull fuckin me... Yer swollen cockhead rippin away at my throat... Tearin the linin as it invades and destroys... Yer balls slappin my broken chin as I coat yer invadin cock with blood and spit... Takin yer cock as well as I can... Feelin it throb and pulse violently in my mouth... The crowd yellin and screamin as the big muscled dominant winner lays claim to his defeated pathetic cumdump side of beef... Knowin that yer orgasm is imminent and then yer decision about my life will be next.

Kad Royce

I am suddenly started shaking as if I couldn’t control my body. I feel the heat reaching me. I let out a huge roar as I feel my dick explode inside you. My jets are abundant and I feel that you have trouble holding back my sperm flows. I take myself off, letting you clean my cock while I’m having trouble stopping my moans. I lean over to you and say, "You have earned so much that I give up your life."

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

That huge cock eruptin buried in my throat shootin thick ropes of cum down my neck into my beaten battered body as ya empty yer huge balls of their load... The cum comin out more and more as I struggle take it all but succeed at that... Ya pull yer spent cock outta my throat as I clean yer cock off the best that I can.

Ya lean in and tell me that yer sparin my life but bein beatin so badly and battered so viciously I know that I will not enter the fight game again. I nod at yer words unable to speak as the cage door is opened... The crew sawin thru the weld with a blowtorch and openin the door allowin yer exit.

THE END

Published: 2026-05-04, viewed 92 times.