THE HIGH TABLE

MUSCLE MARINE:

Been recently made the head warden of this corrupt prison in the middle of nowhere in Asia, in a remote village of the Indian countryside - and this after been released from the Corps for 'incorrect' behavior, lets put it that way. Simply, I like things rough, brutal, and raw... So, having my own prison to myself to run the way I want was a once in a lifetime opportunity I was not ready to let go of. I accepted and traveled all the way to scout the place... and it did not disappoint. It was the perfect setting...

The perfect setting for what I had in mind. These prisoners are sent here when the governments have nowhere else to put them - corrupt, vile, low-scum-of-the-earth criminals whose presence would not bring or take anything from the world. Well, for others... For me, it was a gold mine to be exploited, and abused eventually. I smiled as I entered the place and saw the countless, endless possibilities - all the events that could take place here.

BRAVE AJAY: Ajay, the famous underground fighter of India and yes a serial killer, earning millions by killing contracts online...he had a great streak of never being caught and was living a great life until one unlucky day when he was challenged to fight by a stranger in his club....the fight went so lone. With guy taking the punishment not giving up...the frustration made Ajay go on and it was too late to understand it was a trap when the police arrived. A setup by the Indian version of CBI...

He was taken to the highest guarded custody in the hot dessert of Rajasthan...and within few days was feared by the in mates...and he started his own club in the prison, fighting and watching fights...the other cops became his friends as they earned money from selling this fights...dead fighters were buried by the cops on the name of suicides and things were smooth until cbi noticed this and planned to send a new official...Brave Ajay as they call him si prepared to handle what the new cop aims to bring to the dynamics..

MUSCLE MARINE:

When I arrive to this delapidated building, I knew deep down it is not how it looks on the outside that counts, but what happens on the inside. And sknce the inside belongs to me, I will shape it, reorganize it to my liking. Only to discover that this place hides more interesting things that fit my likings than I wouls have expected - more corrupt than I imagined it... and I love it. Soon enough, I discovered the underground fights being set up by the cops and the money laundring happening through it. This was perfect and made something stir in my pants. I was going to feel really at home here.

And the best part is that from day one, as I entered the place, every individual knew that things are not and will not be totally the same while I am here. There is a new warden, a new regime... and everything will have to go through me. Well, everyone except a couple whom I will deal with later on. And then there was Ajay, the killer and most prized fighter in the circuit. I watched him fight and I watched him rule over most of the prisoners. He was a key figure to keep an eye on - I smiled when he passed by with his confident attitude. He was the kind of indian fighter that you would not think could win a real fight - big, yes, but mostly burly. But once in the ring, or pit, or courtyard... he would establish his dominance like a predator. Many even conceded and forfeited the fight the second they heard his name or as soon as he stepped in. This was my kind of fighter...

BRAVE AJAY:

The new warden, calling himself marine hasn't spoken a word since arrival, mostly spotted patrolling the corridors glaring or giving me glimpses and then attends the fight ....he ditched regular uniform and is spotted in white shirt and pants...

I make sure to ignore him and continue the culture I have developed in the prison..that night when he attended the fight i smirked in his direction and killed my opponent as he went limp in my arms with my cock still in his fucking ass... And then I threw him on the floor and spat in the new warden direction....i then saved to silence the crowd ...

I took a deep breath and spoke standing naked with my erect cock.." in the honor of the new warden..i noded in ur direction...a cage tournament will be held tomorrow...anyone is free to challenge me in s no rules fight to death match" and I laugh as the crowd goes silent..

MUSCLE MARINE:

I smile from my private chair on a platform higher than the other inmates and regular rich-men crowd who come to enjoy a good fight, place bets and make the money roll. I stand up, spread my arms first to stretch them, then proceed to clap after your words. "A fight I will be sure not to miss." I smile as I walk out. I must admit your attitude, strength and the way you manhandle your opponents are quite impressive and do make something stir in my pants.

BRAVE AJAY:

I stare in your direction as you stand up and reply a fight I will be sure not to miss and then I get back to prison life as usual. The challenge video sparked curiosity with increased demand for the upcoming section. The fight day approached but still no one dared challenge my. The partner cops decided that I will go into the cage and ask one more time if anyone wants to challenge ...if still no one dares any guy would be randomly selected and thrown into the cage. The idea makes me laugh and then it's show time I enter the cage, growl like a gorilla and ask again.’ ”who is stepping in to fight bitches"...

MUSCLE MARINE:

I am back on my platform, the day of the fight - the day you challenge anyone, and if no one steps up, someone will be chosen randomly. What a way to go about it. Pffff. I walk up to my seat in a pair of tight pants, a muscle top and a jacket over it. I am also in a pair of high tight military boots. My unconventional way of dressing, as a warden, gets a lot of attention. I am not your ordinary civil servant anymore and into uniform - I have my way of doing things, and making my law work.

I sit in my chair and cross a leg over the other, watching the "show" start - the fight after fight between other inmates is hot, quite entertaining, until we get to the main event when you walk in... tall, big, strong... I smile as I hear you growl and turn to the audience, challenging them.

BRAVE AJAY:

I look around waiting...my chest rising and falling a i breath slow, looking into eyes of each and every one present...sweat dripping down my chest on the floor. A smirk on my face and my eyes fall on the warden...unofficial attire ..."no one dares stepping into the ring...one last time I ask any challengers?" My eyes locked into yours, my cock twitching at your sight...no one dares to answer, but people take. A step back looking around if they would be captured and forced into the ring..guarding themselves...."so saaad!" I speak again..

MUSCLE MARINE:

I smile, almost smirking when I see no one daring to take the challenge. But even more when I see you scanning the huge room several times and always landing your gaze back at me. Each time you look back at me, I make my pecs bounce, watching you closely and seeing you getting kind of uncomfortable and worked up. You cannot just throw the challenge at me as your warden, but with me in a more relaxed casual demeanor and attire, I seem a bit more engageable than I would be in a formal uniform. I almost know what is happening in your mind and what you are about to do. Just waiting for the right time to push the buttons... hehe.

BRAVE AJAY:

It’s pretty frustrating if they throw some scrawny, weak little guy at me—someone who’s clearly no fighter—so I decide to put my reputation and my shady status to the test. I straighten my posture, bounce my pecs, and grab my bulge as I turn my gaze back to you. "How about you, Mr. warden? Do you have the balls to face me right here, right now? Show the guys how it’s done, or are you afraid your shirt will get wrinkled?" Silence falls, the chatter dies down as everyone, prisoners and guards, turn to look at you. I am sweating as I wait for your answer; I took a huge risk. You could throw me in solitary confinement, the black hole, as we call it here, or accept my challenge. Something in my pants starts to stir again.

The smirk on your face widens into something almost mocking as I feel an arm wrap tightly around my neck and, most likely, a knee press against my lower back, bending my body backward. I turn my head back and see one of the strongest guards standing behind me. He’s a tall man with strong, well-trained muscles, one of the worst bastards in the whole prison. I lift my gaze toward you, and my brown face smiles when I see you watching the events unfold, rubbing your bulge without even trying to hide it. I slam both my elbows backward into the burly guard’s ribs, hearing that all-too-familiar dry crack that tells me a few of his lower ribs have probably snapped.

Before the man has a chance to make a sound, I hook my leg backward, striking the sole of my foot with a donkey kick into his groin. The man groans in my ear behind me, and his grip on my neck loosens. I turn around and see the man on the ground, down on one knee. One kick to his face, and he’s lying on his back, struggling to get up. “Tough guy, I’ll give you that.” Another kick to his throat seals the brief disturbance as the man’s Adam’s apple sinks deep into his windpipe. The guard’s eyes reflect his despair; he knows he’s dying as blood begins to flow from his mouth. The man twitches involuntarily for a moment and then goes still. I turn back to you, as if nothing had happened. “Well? I’m waiting for your answer, warden.”

MUSCLE MARINE:

As you turn around, this time you see me standing on my platform, a wide angry look on my face. "You fool." I spit towards you. "You will pay for this." As I clench my fist, raise it high, then stretch a finger and spin it. Two guards jump into the cage, and drag their dying guard colleague, trying to save him. As you turn to see what is happening behind you, and then turn back, you see I'm no longer there. The platform where I was standing is empty, and the inmates around the cage are going crazy...

BRAVE AJAY:

"Where the hell did he go?" I wonder when my attention is drawn to the excited commotion of the prisoners outside the cage. "Did that guard get up? Is he coming back for more?" I ask myself as I turn to see what's going on there. The injured guard is taken away by his colleagues. Otherwise, everything is normal—just excited prisoners waiting to see a bloody battle. I turn my gaze forward as my eyes widen in surprise. “What the hell? Where the fuck did you come from?” I ask, puzzled, when I see you standing right in front of me without a shirt, wearing only tight compression shorts with a huge bulge in the crotch.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I smile at you, cocking my head. "You wanted me here... right?" I spread my arms wide, slowly, lifting them up. They make my pecs pull up in the process, my abs stretched and flexed too. "So. You are the top alpha dawg in this shithole? You think you are the one who sets the rules?" I chuckle, watching you in shock for a bit, as the crowd calms down while I am talking. Silence suddenly invades the room.

BRAVE AJAY:

I don't wait, I don't hesitate but rush, without saying a word, and jump on you, sending a rough uppercut into your chin as my knee is aimed into your ripped abs.

MUSCLE MARINE:

Just as I was expecting. One verbal attack to your ego and you snap into motion. I smile watching you move with, surprisingly, speed. Although you are huge, you move fast, getting close to me and delivering a nice uppercut snapping my head to one side then a knee to my gut. But that knee never reaches its target, as I stop it an inch from my abs and shove it back. But I wrap my fingers around the cap and start squeezing, crushing it slowly. But I don't want to end the fight so fast. I let it go, and with an open palm to your chest, I shove you back hard.

BRAVE AJAY:

"Who the hell are you? You're no ordinary warden," I mutter as I finally find my footing and straighten my back again. I'll have to resort to dirtier tricks against you because you're way too skilled at fair fighting. I close in again, spitting on you as my fist heads toward your sternum. But at the very last moment, I pull my fist back and drive my knee between your legs, trying to crush that massive bulge.

MUSCLE MARINE:

Your knee connects this time to my bulge and I howl in pain, dropping to one knee. "Motherfucker..." I moan and almost puke, holding my crotch area, rubbing it to calm the pain. "I am..." As I straighten up slowly, anger on my face, wide grin. "I am the one they send to the worst places to fix things..."

BRAVE AJAY:

"To me you look just a big pussy with beard", I hiss and thrust my knee into your abs as you slowly try to straighten up. "Let's make one thing clear. You might be a warden or whatever you want to call yourself, but this is my reign, I make the rules, and I do what I want. Is that clear, clown?"

MUSCLE MARINE:

As you raise your knee again to my abs, I brush it away, extend my arm and snap a flicking finger at your carotid, at your neck. "Clown? Hahahaha. We'll see who will be dancing and making funny faces eventually in here." I pull my hand back, ball up a fist and slam it hard to your solar plexus, one knuckle extended to make more damage digging in deeper.

BRAVE AJAY:

My giant body folds as I cough heavily, taking clumsy steps backward, trying desperately to recover my breathing. "Warden or not, I will make you pay dearly for this." I stumble forward, fighting to stay on my feet as all of a sudden I try to surprise you, swinging around and sending my giant leg up into your jawline hoping to break it. "You better back off while you still can. I am not going to be gentle with you any longer"

MUSCLE MARINE:

Your foot connects, swiping across my face, snapping it to one side. A gob of blood explodes from my mouth... But I laugh as I twist my neck back, bring my head to face you again and smile at you. "Back off? Still can? Gentle? Hahahahaha." I spread my arms wide now, standing tall. "There is nothing gentle about this place to begin with. You made that clear. And the only reason you might survive this ordeal, is for me to keep enjoying those fights you so bravely organize." I smile at you with blood stained teeth now. I wave at you and taunt you to come at me.

BRAVE AJAY:

I feel my blood boiling in my veins watching your arrogant face and your cocky attitude. I have decided. I will kill you in front of all these inmates and guards. I shake my head as I snap grab of your throat, wrapping my giant fingers around your neck as I start to dig them into your flesh. "You are a dead man!" I spit on your face and send my knee into your side, trying to break some of your ribs, hopefully getting some fractured bones impaling your lungs. One of my signature moves.

MUSCLE MARINE:

As you grab me by my throat and try to choke me, I flex my neck muscles tight, and stand my ground. I know this move and attack of yours - a deadly one you use against your weaker opponents when they cannot defend themselves anymore. You are bringing in the big guns too early in the game. I stop your in-coming knee to my side, stopping it with an open palm. "Save it. Its too early." As my other hand reaches in, under your extended arm, and snap claws you under the armpits, pushing my fingers in deep, weakening your hold on my neck and removing your fingers slowly. "You use big words, bitch. Dead? You really wanna play in that sandbox?" As I spread your arm wide open to one side, exposing your pec, I ball up my other fist and slam it hard into your solar plexus, again. It seems the first one was not precise and did not do the desired damage.

BRAVE AJAY:

"WHO THE HELL IS THIS GUY?", I ask myself when your fist enters deep into my solar plexus. My reaction is immediate as I double, coughing, trying to recover the rhythm of my breathing back to normal. My eyes are wide open, but I can hardly see anything. All is blurry, my body convulsing as I eventually fall down onto my knees and fold down hitting my forehead against the ground. Crawling slowly, very slowly towards you I suddenly wrap my arms around your ankles trying to make you to lose your balance and fall down.

MUSCLE MARINE:

But I jump back, pulling my feet from your grip before you close on them totally. I walk around the cage. "Not bad. He's a good fighter." I talk to the crowd. "Is he the best there is in here?" Almost taunting them and you as I watch you recover slowly. I can see some guys in the crowd getting hard watching this smaller average looking 'warden' slamming their champion tot he ground, and hard from the first couple of moves.

BRAVE AJAY:

You’re good at what you do if your goal is to make me furious. I can almost feel the smoke rising from my ears. Rage increases the adrenaline in my body, preparing it for a fight that will restore my reputation in the eyes of the prisoners. You don’t know who you’re in this fucking cage with. You wave your arms at the crowd, entertaining them by mocking me as I rise behind you like a dark shadow, flexing my massive 6’6” frame. “Your career as a wrestler was very short-lived,” I shout as I aim my fist, using my full weight, at your neck, just below the back of your head. If I succeed, you’ll at least lose consciousness, but you’ll most likely die the very second your neck vertebrae snap.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I feel you getting up, recovering and preparing your attack. It does not sound good, and spinning around to face you right on time, your fist comes slamming against my shoulder joint, rather than where you intended it. Forced sideways, and back into the cage wall, shoulder on fire, as I feel it almost snap out of place. "Ah... You want to play really dirty and rough..." I ask rhetorically. I step towards you, facing you, as you are stunned at how fast I was and how you missed your target. I reach up and snap claw your pecs tight, lifting you to your tip toes and then slamming you back down, not sure if you will land on your feet or fall down. But as I let you go, I lift a foot and slam it to your lower abs, almost at your crotch, sending you reeling back.

BRAVE AJAY:

I try to stay on my feet and almost manage it, until your nasty kick to my sensitive spot sends me crashing down on my ass right in front of you. The crowd bursts into mocking laughter; some are perhaps still waiting for my retaliation. I raise my arms to keep you at a distance as I try to get up from the ground. “You can consider yourself dead,” I almost shout my words so that the crowd hears them and begins to murmur expectantly.

MUSCLE MARINE:

 "Words. Promises. You are the one serving a sentence for life..." I laugh, throwing my head back a bit, making my pecs bounce, and my abs ripple. You can see my bulge growing, bulging obscenely. "You like what you see?" When I notice you staring at it, intently.

BRAVE AJAY:

An evil grin appears on my face when I hear your words that are pronounced to humiliate me. "I love what I see; I can't keep my hands out of it!", I shout as I aim a violent uppercut into your bulge, hoping to crush your nuts you seem to be so proud of.

MUSCLE MARINE:

As you fire a fist into my bulge from your kneeling position, I open my hands, and clap your ears, ringing you. I watch you tumble back, holding your head, just as I drop to my knees, holding my balls. "You fucking bastard..." I groan and moan as I pull back on my knees, away from you to recover. I see you shake your head, trying to clear the stars. I know I have to strike now... cannot wait or waste time.

BRAVE AJAY:

The shockwave slams into my ears with such force it nearly tears my eardrums to shreds. I’ve heard of men dying from a powerful blow to the ear, but I’m still alive—so I still have a chance to turn the situation to my advantage, as long as I can just shake these stars out of my head. Your agonized moans subside, or maybe I’ve lost my hearing… I turn to look at you… and raise my hand to shield my face. “NO-NO-NO”

MUSCLE MARINE:

But its too late, as my foot comes slamming into your face, cracking your nose, and sending you reeling backwards. I rush towards you, jump and straddle your chest, pinning you to the cage wall. I lift an elbow and slam it to the top of your head, bringing back the stars... I get off you, and pull back, watching you sway.

BRAVE AJAY:

My heavy body slumps against the cage wall, and finally I slide onto my back onto the canvas, soaked in sweat and blood. I haven’t completely lost consciousness, because I can feel you near me. I try to open my eyes and see three men in front of me, all looking the same—one of them is you. I shake my head, splattering drops of blood around me as I try to brace myself on my elbows and lift my upper body off the ground. But I’m too weak and fall back down. “Stay away from me. You’ve won, do you hear me?!”

MUSCLE MARINE:

"Tsk Tsk Tsk. Shame." As I get closer to you. I squat in front of you, and snap grab you by your neck. Wrapping my fingers around your throat, I lift you up slowly... to your feet. I lay you back on the cage wall, helping you to stay up. "You. You claim to be the top dawg of this prison, the one everybody fears. And then you claim to be a ruthless fighter." I laugh. I reach in with my other hand, and flick your pec, slapping it upwards, making it giggle. I reach down and grab one of your abs and pinch it tight. "You don't need to tell me I won. I never fought to win. I am a winner from the moment you challenged me." I drop my hand further down and snap grab you by your bulge. I squeeze tight. "You are no man. You are a pussy." Knowing my words are only fueling you, driving you crazy mad. I can see in your eyes that you want to kill me... if you could.

BRAVE AJAY:

My body regains life again when you squeeze my bulge and wrap your fingers around my balls. Then the idea crosses my mind. You are not just going to finish me like a fighter or an opponent, but you want to humiliate me in front of all the inmates and guards, nullify what makes me a man, and turn me into a pussy, literally! "Please, just leave me. Put me in the black hole for the rest of my life but please, don't do this"

MUSCLE MARINE:

"Give me one good reason not to do this." I smile at you, as I read in your looks that you know what is coming next as I massage your balls gently, and see your cock getting hard, poking upwards, but still trapped in your pants. I suddenly let go of you, but grab you again by your pecs, clawing and pinching them tightly. I spin you and walk you around the cage, to the center. "You ready for round two?"

BRAVE AJAY:

"Round two?", I ask myself. You know perfectly that I couldn't even stand up, so how could I do a second round... then I suddenly understand your words. What you really mean. "Sir you would use me as you use a woman? Please, I am not that kind of man", I try to convince you but my stiff cock is betraying me. "Oh no, anything but that!"

MUSCLE MARINE:

I smile, knowing that fucking you would not only destroy you as a fighter in the cage, but also will set a new precedent in the prison - one that would allow any of the other inmates to try their luck getting closer to you, and into you. That would only mean you will have to fight twice as hard to get them off you, break them and keep your alpha status. The problem here is not me... it is you wanting to always be at the top of the food chain. I laugh as I step closer now, spin to your back, hug you from behind, and push my bulge into your ass that is still covered in your gear. "You feel that?" I wrap my arm around you and grab your bulge, stroking it slowly.

BRAVE AJAY:

I know each of your words is true. This will change it all. Other inmates are encouraged to try to do the same, take the champion down, and use him for their dark desires. I should be constantly watching my back, suspect everyone, and have my guard up every second. You have not only ruined my physique but also my status. I squirm in frustration and ..wait.. and in desire as I feel your dominant cock rubbing my ass. A quiet moan gets out of my lips when you stroke my stiff brown cock in my shorts. "Do it, take me, make me yours!"

MUSCLE MARINE:

"No wiser words were ever said." I laugh behind you, my breath at your ear as I keep stroking you long and slow. I pull up a bit, and slide my hand into your sweatpants. I grab a hold of your appendage and start stroking it even slower, longer, and gentler, feeling your whole body shudder next to me. My other hand wraps around you now, and into your pants too, grabbing your balls and massaging them. "You have turned countless prisoners into your bitches, right? But never have you experienced what you dealt to them..."

BRAVE AJAY:

My giant body surrenders under you, quivering and trembling as I feel your hands working with my shaft and balls, and what makes it worse is that you have noticed that too. There is no way out of this, leaving me only one possibility, one small chance to gain your acceptance as your assistant, your toy, or whatever you had planned for me. That would be the only way to save my face, my reputation. I look around and see the inmates around the cage stroking their cocks now openly; even some guards are doing the same. I can only imagine what they are thinking of: when is their turn? I lift my hips higher, rubbing my meaty ass cheeks against your bulge. "Sir, take what you want. I am all yours".

MUSCLE MARINE:

"Yes you are. You fucking pussy bitch." I suddenly pull back a step, letting go of you, and slam a hard punch to your kidneys. My fist to your ribs make you drop instantly to your knees, hearing you scream like a bull to slaughter. "Did I break something?" Asking as if I care... then laughing. I bend down over you, grab the waistband of your sweatpants and rip them off you, exposing your ass, that I slap and make giggle. The guards around the cage, keeping the inmate at a distance laugh when they see you naked now and your loose ass muscles shake.

BRAVE AJAY:

Uncontrollable laughter, shameless moans, heavy breathing—but above all, your words fill my mind with embarrassment. Yet that’s the least of my worries right now, as my brown, naked, meaty ass trembles from the impact of your thrusts. "Who are you? You’re not an ordinary warden—don’t do this to me. I’m ready for anything. All you have to do is ask, command." But I know clearly that you haven’t just broken me physically—you’ve destroyed the man I was just a moment ago. There’s only one way out of this—eliminate me here and now like a hero.” Determined, I use my last ounce of strength and try to aim a back kick at your groin.

MUSCLE MARINE:

You manage to connect your foot to my balls, and sting me. I howl as I drop. My knee lands on your ankle, pinning it, trapping it and crushing it under my weight... "You fucking..." As I groan and scream. With my other hand, I grab your other ankle and keep you close, not letting you get away, as I am recovering slowly, waiting for the pain to subside.

BRAVE AJAY:

I hit my face against the canvas and scream from the bottom of my lungs when I feel my ankle getting crushed under your weight. My hands are hammering the smooth surface of the canvas when I feel you stop. Was my groin kick after all hard enough to take you down? Is there still a chance to turn the tables here? I lift up my face from the ground and turn to look at you behind me. I don´t like what I see, I don´t like it at all.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I lift my weight off your crushed ankle, but instantly grab it, letting go of your other one. I squeeze it, adding more pain to it, then twist it and snap break it. I laugh as I hear you scream. "Music to my ears..." I reach in with my hand to your ass, slap it, then under it and grab your balls tight. "Keep quiet, you fucking bitch." I squeeze tighter and then you suddenly go dead quiet. "That's better."

BRAVE AJAY:

I need to use all my strength to bury my face into the canvas to muffle my screams again when my other ankle gets snapped. The pain is driving me crazy but also making me dizzy. For a moment I believe I might become unconscious and the pain would be over when you snap grab of my balls. I don't move; despite my pain, I stay still, not moving a single finger as I feel your grips on my brown balls tightening. "I just hope he is not going to do that," I think to myself.

MUSCLE MARINE:

"I own your fucking pussy ass... Is that clear?" As I tug on your balls a bit, sending a jolt of pain through you. My other hand lands on your ass, as I inch closer now, and I smack it, slapping it hard. Then slide my middle finger in your crack and push it in your hole.

BRAVE AJAY:

I lift my face out of the canvas "No, please, sir. I am not that kind of man", my voice is cracking. I am at your service; I will do anything you ask, but please, not this. Sir, please, we don't need to go through this"

MUSCLE MARINE:

"Through what?" As I slide another finger in, wiggling it deeper. "You are mine and I do whatever I want with you. Is that clear?" I hook my finger inside you and see your cock reacting to it as it gets hard and throbs wildly.

BRAVE AJAY:

Another loud scream comes out from my wide open mouth as you slide yet another finger into my virgin hole. I try to squeeze my outer ring to make it more difficult to drill into my most sacred space but you are not showing any consideration. "Please sir, I told you that already. I do anything you ask but don´t do this to me."

MUSCLE MARINE:

"Do what?" I laugh, playing dumb to your request.

BRAVE AJAY:

My body is squirming around your fingers as I squeeze my buttocks trying to control your fingers entering any deeper. "Sir, using me as a woman. Please, all men are watching. Kill me, do what you want but don´t humiliate me!"

MUSCLE MARINE:

 I start rubbing your insides... then start to move in and out of your ass with my fingers, fucking you with my digits. I feel your body shudder with each rubbing motion. The quivers of your massive frame make me laugh, but also turn me on. "Yeah. You like that... You little bitch."

BRAVE AJAY:

"Thank god my groin is tightly against the canvas", I think to myself when I realize my cock starts to get stiff from the stimulation your digits are causing to my prostate. "Sir, there is no need to go that far", I hammer my fists against the canvas

MUSCLE MARINE:

"You have no idea how far we are going..." I push a third finger now into your ass. Then a fourth. And as you scream loudly and buck, your ass loosens a bit, and I slide my fifth. You got now my hand sliding into you slowly, your ass swallowing it like a python. I laugh, smacking your ass again, making it red now.

BRAVE AJAY:

Suddenly my screaming is cut off; no sound is coming out of my mouth. I see some inmates and guards shooting their loads right outside of the cage, their eyes widened by what they are witnessing. I am exhausted; my face and upper body collapse back to the canvas, but the worst thing is the huge puddle of precum that starts to expand from under my shaking hips.

MUSCLE MARINE:

Suddenly, I pull my hand out of you, and inching towards you, I replace it with my monster cock, deep and thick. As I enter you, I laugh when you straighten up, and howl. "That's it, you fucking bitch. Scream for me. And let everyone know how painful it is to challenge me." I look around at the inmates outside who are going crazy, either jerking off, or silent and in shock at what is happening to their champ.

BRAVE AJAY:

Then the pain suddenly eases when you pull your hand out of me. Could it be that, in the end, you wanted to show mercy and let me be? But the men in front of us gasp, their eyes widening with desire and disbelief as the pain returns. I scream from the bottom of my heart as you thrust your massive cock inside me. I feel like my eyes are popping out of their sockets as my body begins to convulse around your cock in panic, wrapping itself around it with my last ounce of strength. I erupt like a volcano beneath my body, spilling my thick cream beneath me as my body thrashes wildly beneath you

MUSCLE MARINE:

I laugh as I grab your hips tight, feeling you shake and convulse uncontrollable. "Hahaha. Pussyboi lost his seed? That's it. Release it." I pound harder, forcing more cum out of you. "You are one pathetic loser. A real muscle bitch." I look around in a matter of fact way to the other prisoners, making sure they understand what the consequences are when they challenge me. I look at them, and pound you harder, pausing between each thrust into you; letting your screams subside a bit before the next plunge.

BRAVE AJAY:

I’m about to lose consciousness. My head slams against the canvas with every thrust of yours, and my thick, heavy body sags in your grasp like a lump of meat. Every thrust of yours makes my cock spurt out a new load of my seed until my balls are completely empty, and I’m left lying on the ground, utterly exhausted, with only your cock keeping my hips slightly raised.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I reach down and grab your now shriveling limp cock. "That's it? That's all you got?" I then grab your balls and squeeze them tightly. I mock you as I keep pushing deep inside you. I growl like a made beast now, unleashing my power on you. "You ready, bitch?" And before you can answer, I plunge my cock one last time, balls deep in you, and hold it there. I start unloading, with great pressure, exploding into your guts... filling them with my seed. I cum so much, it can barely fit in your cavities and starts seeping from the sides, all along my cock and out of your now loose ass. I pull out of you violently, stand over you and continue unloading all over your back.

BRAVE AJAY:

I can feel you filling my throbbing canal with your thick seed as your cock pounds it into submission until you pull it out and cover my back with your warm fluid. I am exhausted, defeated, a spent shell of what I was just half an hour ago. “You’ve won the battle, just let me go now,” I whimper in a voice that’s almost a cry

MUSCLE MARINE:

"Won? Hahaha. What battle? There was no fight..." I laugh as I reach down and grab you by your hair. I pull you up, barely able to stand on your feet, I walk you, swaying and limping to the cage grid iron wall. I grab your cock and pass it through the mesh. Some of the inmates rush to it and start sucking it, fighting each other for it. I pin you there, holding you still. I turn my head to the guards and nod, giving them permission to open the door and let a couple of massive muscular inmates you have beaten in the past. I let go of you... "He's all yours boys. Be gentle with him. Hahahaha." As I walk out of the cage, leaving you in their capable hands.

BRAVE AJAY:

Sex-starved prisoners, opponents thirsting for revenge, and sadistic guards eager to act out their wildest fetishes are all over my body. My cock is being jerked from outside the cage, sucked, and stroked; I have multiple cocks in my ass at the same time; every one of my holes is being used. Eventually, my knees can no longer support my weight, and I fall to the ground. My cock, shoved into a hole in the steel cage, is almost sliced off as if cut by a garrote.

Finally, there are dozens of men on top of me, all wanting to fill my holes. My head is twisted in different directions as the crowd above me only grows until one of the prison’s biggest inmates stumbles and steps on my balls with his full 250-kilogram weight. My body jerks violently, causing a few of the men inside me to cum as the lights in the hall go out. "I will have my revenge" are the last words before I am taken to hospital.

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