THE HIGH TABLE

The Spike & Bone was the city’s blackest pit of outlaw depravity — a windowless concrete slaughterhouse buried on the rotting east side where the neon “Open” sign flickered like a severed artery pumping its last drops and the only soundtrack worth a damn was Motorhead roaring at ear-splitting distortion or the wet, meaty crunch of bone meeting hardwood. The air was a choking, toxic stew you could taste: stale piss baked into the floorboards, motor oil from a thousand leaking Harleys, cheap whiskey vomit, cigarette tar, old blood ground in over decades, and the thick, animal musk of sweat-soaked leather and unwashed men in heat. Harleys crouched outside like chrome-and-rust predators. Inside, scarred, bearded regulars in spiked harnesses hunched over sticky tables under blood-red lights, eyes sharp and hungry for the next eruption of violence.

At 10:47 p.m. the heavy steel door exploded inward with a boom that killed every conversation dead.

El Diaboliko — sixty years old, 5’9”, 165 pounds of scarred, ropey luchador steel forged in a thousand ring massacres and back-alley executions. Black spiked leather mask, jacket hanging open over a matching vest stretched tight across his 31-inch chest, wide studded belt cinched around a narrow 30-inch waist, leather pants molded to powerful 17-inch thighs, spiked gloves, armbands, wristbands, and mirror-shined New Rock boots with steel toes and silver studs. A thick, veiny 9-inch cock and heavy, low-hanging balls swung beneath the leather like wrecking pendulums. Forty years of pure hate burned behind the mask slits.

Immediately, he saw what he had heard about but couldn’t believe. His husband, Dan Freyr — forty-five years old, same height, 186 pounds of hairy, heavily tattooed American brawler meat. Shaved head underneath the same black spiked leather mask, thick ginger moustache and beard framing a permanent psychotic sneer. Identical full spiked leather uniform from mask down to the New Rock boots with steel toes and silver studs stretched to bursting across his massive 49-inch chest, 18-inch biceps, and tree-trunk 28-inch thighs. A fat 9-inch uncut cock pierced with a thick steel PA ring and a pair of big, low-hanging balls that slapped loud and heavy when he walked completed the package.

However, it wasn’t the outfit that was causing the seething rage in Diaboliko. Standing there, he watched as his husband was at the bar, literally nearly having public sex with a young blond muscled boy in leather. The two of them we kissing and hugging and their hands were all over each other and looked as though they were about to tear each other’s clothes off and go at it right there. The other bar patrons watched with lust in their eyes as the two of them pawed and grabbed at one another until one of the men there tapped Dan on the shoulder and said, “Erm, I think you might wanna stop. Somebody came in that ain’t exactly happy about what you’re doing.”

Looking in the direction of where the man was pointing, Dan smiled behind his mask as he saw one of his husbands standing there in the same outfit. Giving Diaboliko a cocky sneer, he went back to kissing and making out with the young boy who saw the look on Diaboliko’s masked face and began to back away in fear. Dan said, “Don’t worry, he ain’t gonna cause any trouble and if he does, I know how to handle him.” The boy backed away from Dan and disappeared into the crowd just as Diaboliko came stomping over to him. Turning toward his husband, Dan snarled, “Now look what ya done. I had that boy all ready to come home with me. And, I had planned on sharin him with ya, but NO! Ya had to bring yer fat French whore cocksucker ass in here and ruin it, din’t ya, muthafucker?”

El DIABOLIKO

I am in front of my husband and I stare at him intensely with my eyes, you dare to call me a French whore, but you've seen everything you're doing right there in front of me, shoving your filthy tongue in his mouth and caressing this young blond leather, you're really a bastard, a dirty bastard of Americans, that's all you are and frankly you disgust me, and the whore is you because I know very well that you were going to offer yourself to him.

Dan Freyr

I listen to yer pitiful comments almost like whinin as I pick up my whiskey and sip it smirkin at ya. Just then, I THROW the drink in yer masked face and growl, “It takes a whore to know a whore ya dickless pathetic excuse for a man ya lousy French gutter tramp bitch! Yer not HALF the man that that boy is! Course even a WOMAN would be a better fuck than YOU are! At least her cunt would be tight enough…UNLIKE yer ass!” I JAB a finger into yer chest and laugh at ya, hurlin a thick wad of spit that splatters against yer spiked mask as the men around us move away, knowin this trouble is brewin.

El DIABOLIKO

Rage and hatred are starting to rise within me fiercely, I wipe my masked face with my hand, you're really a dirty whore, a dirty bitch, a dirty American pig, that's all you are, and believe me, I'm going to smash you and I'll take care of your blonde whore afterwards. I approach you furiously, I take your head in both hands to give you a good headbutt on your forehead, and after this violent blow to your forehead, I take your head again in both hands to smash it on the bar counter. And I see that the men in leather are starting to form a circle to watch this fight.

Dan Freyr

Ya grab my masked head and headbutt me hard but we both know my head is hard enough to take that and I answer that with a hard fist to yer abs but then ya SLAM my head down into the counter, the spikes in my mask leavin cracks and holes in it as I raise back up, a little dazed but nothin I cain’t handle. The men around us start chantin low, “fight…fight…fight…Fight…” I smirk at ya again and RAM a knee into yer leather clad bulge drillin it in hard then grab yer masked face in my gloved hand and RAKE my fingers down yer face. “Ya pathetic disgustin cocksucker! Ya think I a couple of head slams is gonna hurt me, ya bastard? It’d take more than YOU got to defeat me, ya worthless piece of street trash! Ya fuckin bastard faggot! Any man here wouldn’t fuck yer ass if ya were the last whore of earth, bitch!”

El DIABOLIKO

“OUCH OUCH!!!” I yell in pain under my studded black leather mask when you drive your knee into my bulge, you dirty faggot bastard, you're aiming directly at my balls, you bitch, this son of a bitch is pushing his fingers into my face. I have a lot of pain in my balls and on my face, but I need to pull myself together. With my two hands I take your hand off my face and in turn I give you a right knee strike right on your balls and push you back with my hands on your chest. “You want to play that, you dirty faggot, you're going to regret it, believe me and I'm going to make your little leather boy my whore. come on, come closer, closer, if you want to fight me, come on, you bitch.”

Dan Freyr

That knee rams into my bulge back and I GRUNT out loud from that and stumble back as ya shove me. Two of the guys catch me and I move forward again, my gloved fists up and s sneer on my masked lips. “Fuck you, ya useless old bitch! Ya want that boy. Take him! He ain’t nothin but a piece of meat to me. Prime beef yeah! Not like yer rancid flabby body, ya bastard!” The boy gets shoved outta the crowd behind me and I grab him by the back of his neck and THROW him into ya hard enough to make ya stumble back. “There bitch! Take him! Hope don’t get disgusted by yer fuckin nasty whore dick like I am!” I growl as the boy COLLIDES into ya wearin his leather vest, jock and boots and his long blonde hair flyin into yer face!

El DIABOLIKO

“I don't want your blonde whore, he's your whore, not mine, you're just a bastard, you're really an American vermin who doesn't deserve to live!” This young blond man dressed in leather with long hair comes at me hitting my stomach and chest. I block him between my two arms around his waist and lift him off the ground to apply the bearhug. I squeeze his stomach and back tightly, pivot, and slam him to the ground with my full weight. His back hits the concrete floor hard, and I'm on top of him, crushing him completely. I stand up and put my leather New Rock boot across his throat, cutting off his air. "So, you dirty blonde whore, you really thought you had my husband, Dan? He's mine, okay, you bastard, and don't you dare mess with my man again, or I'll kill you. Now go away, I pity you, and besides, you don't even know how to fight.”

Dan Freyr

The young boy gets thrown to the floor as he yells in pain and the men around us just laugh at his predicament as he looks up at you with terror in his eyes. I’ve moved around behind the two of ya by now and I reach over the bar and grab a full bottle of bourbon and raise it over yer head and growl, “Leave him the fuck alone, ya worthless piece of gutter trash!” I SLAMMMMMMMMMMMM the bottle down over yer masked head as the bottle explodes in a shower of liquor and glass rainin down over yer head and leather to the floor. I grab ya by yer shoulders and yank ya away from the boy, pullin yer boot off his throat and THROW ya across the bar into the jukebox and laugh as yer back hits it, smashin the glass front into pieces as the jukebox explodes in a shower of sparks from the impact and goes out. “Damn and it was playin my favorite song too!” I sneer at ya as I reach down helpin the boy up to his feet. I get him dusted off and propped against the bar as I turn around to see where ya are.

El DIABOLIKO

I still press my New Rock boot hard on the throat of this young blond with long hair the whore to Dan. I really don't pay attention to everything happening around me because I am focused on this young blond. When suddenly I receive a bottle on my skull masked with studded black leather! “Ouch Ouch damn what is that.” I feel blood running inside my leather mask and very dazed after that big blow to my skull. “You bastard, you are just a dirty bastard Dan, you only know how to fight with bottles, you're a whore too.” All of a sudden I feel that this whore Dan is ferociously throwing me against the Jukebox! The glass front shatter and a shower of sparks explodes from it! “Fucking shit puff puff!” I yell in pain under my mask, my back hurts to suffer. I look in the distance that Dan is with his blonde whore at the bar, without a second thought I rush at him with a chair in my hand to smash him on his head masked with studded leather. “You want to play that bitch, I love you plus you know my American bitch!”

Dan Freyr

I start to turn around as I hear the boy yell, “LOOK OUT!” The chair in yer gloved hands gets SMASHEDDDDDDDDDD over my head breakin into pieces and makin me stumble into the bar, but as ya curse at me, I swing a boot up and drive the toe straight into yer leather clad bulge hard. I grab yer masked head and pull ya into me and DRIVE yer face down onto the bar counter and snarl, “TAKE THAT YA FUCKIN STREET TRASH BASTARD AND LOVE OF MY FUCKIN LIFE!” Just then, two HUGE towerin men decked out in leather vests gloves pants and boots come over and before we know it, they grab you, me and the boy and we get THROWN thru the back exit down and all three of us are tossed into the alley landin in a heap on the filthy ground!

El DIABOLIKO

After this big kick I receive on my balls, I let out a scream of pain, blood still flowing inside my leather mask which is also torn on my skull. My head is violently thrown onto the bar counter when I feel myself grabbed from behind by the bouncers in black leather to be thrown out of the leather bar. The three of us—the blonde whore, Dan, and I—were thrown into this dark alley to continue our fierce fight. We were on the dirty concrete ground. I get up, my whole body aching so much I could scream, and head towards the young blond guy with long hair. I grab his hair, pull him up, and headbutt him hard in the forehead. After the headbutt, the blonde whore ran away. I turn around and see you slowly getting up, rubbing your head with his right hand. I come over to you and deliver a brutal right kick to your chest. “Stay down, you bastard! I love you, I adore you, you're my husband, and you dared to do this to me, you dirty bitch! My dick isn't enough for you. Go on, talk, you whore!”

Dan Freyr

We get thrown out in the alley all three of us together and crash to the ground! My masked head HITS the gravel ground as a small rip opens in the top of it and a small cut opens oozin blood. I try to get up but drop back down as I hear the boy scream behind me. I grab onto one of the trash bins next to me and get up and turn just as I see ya headbutt the boy in the head, bustin his forehead open. He grabs his head and runs as fast as he can outta the alley, disappearin into the night. I turn my head with a snarl on my lips as ya come toward me. “Ya lousy mutha fuckin son of a bitch! That boy din’t deserve that, ya cocksuckin street trash wh…” I start to say when suddenly that big boot of yers comes up and CRASHESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS into my chest, my vest flyin off my shoulders and halfway down my arms and my harness SNAPPIN open hangin on my chest as I go FLYIN back hittin the rusted 10 foot tall fence behind me. The back of my skull SLAMS back into the fence rippin at my spiked mask stunnin me badly as I slowly slide down the fence onto the gravel, my head bobbin up and down. The attack nearly takin me down and out before I can even defend myself.

El DIABOLIKO

“You're the son of a bitch. You knew I was coming to that leather bar and you took advantage of it to have sex with that blonde whore. You know, you dirty bitch, that I'm super jealous and seeing you with that young blond boy in leather drives me crazy, because I love you, damn it, you're mine, my darling.” Seeing you on the ground, I'm still filled with hatred, I can't calm down. I walk towards you and with my thick, heavy New Rock boots with 7cm thick soles, I slam your head, still covered in leather, into the ground three times. Come fight me if you've got balls, you bitch, you're nothing but a dirty American slut.

Dan Freyr

As I sit there on the ground stunned and dazed and my vest pinnin my shoulders to my sides and my harness ripped apart hangin on my chest, the door opens as a handful of the men in the bar come out to watch the fight. I manage to get my breath back a little as I try to get up, but ya don’t wait as ya come at me fast and start SLAMMIN my masked head into the ground as hard as ya can. “AAARRRRRRRRGGHHH….AAAAIIIIEEEEE!!!” I scream out in agony as the kicks rip and tear at my mask, nearly unmaskin my face and openin deep bloody cuts on my head and face as a piece of gravel STABS into my right eye makin me scream out in agony. The men watchin are cheerin ya on as they watch ya demolish me quickly and too easily.

El DIABOLIKO

Seeing you in so much pain on the ground, I take three steps back and say, "Come on, come on, get up if you've got the balls, you dirty bastard. Come fight me, I want you in front of me now. Come on, get up, I tell you. " I hear the men who came out to watch this street fight shouting loudly, "Go Dan, get up, go fight! Don't look like a coward to some dirty French faggot!” I'm waiting for you to get up so I can face you man to man as I yell, “ I'm fighting you, my darling, out of love, you know that."

Dan Freyr

I raise my head up…my spiked leather mask in tatters on my bloody face. I manage to pull the rock outta my eye and it’s just bruised and still workin as I hear the other man yellin at us to keep fightin. In so much pain, I’m tempted to just give up and submit, but yer voice cuts thru like a knife and I know I cain’t give up to ya and not in front of all these men. That would be heart breakin and would destroy my confidence completely. I see ya standin there waitin and I can only hope ya don’t attack again and give me time to recover and get up. I slowly and painfully get to my feet and I shake off the torn remains of my vest and harness to the ground. They’re useless now. My mask nearly gone as I look at ya from my bloody face and gasp in air as deep as I can. I quickly look around for somethin…anythin I can use as a weapon or to defend myself when I see the lid of one of the bins and grab it and THROW at ya hurlin it at yer body hopin it hits yer chest to give me more time to recover.

El DIABOLIKO

I really wasn't expecting that. I saw Dan, my darling, slowly get up and grab a bin lid, hurling it forcefully at me. The lid was coming at full speed, and I stood there, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, the metal lid slammed into my chest! Ouch! Ouch! I screamed in pain and fell backward onto the concrete ground, slamming my heavy boots against the ground in rage and pain. Not this, damn it! Under all those blows, I couldn't help but get a very strong erection under my black leather pants. I rubbed my aching chest with both hands, trying to roll onto my side to get back up and continue this street fight. I knew very well that my husband, Dan, was a true street warrior and that I had to be on my guard.

Dan Freyr

That bin lid SLAMS into yer chest catchin ya off guard and I see ya drop as I stand there still shakin my head. Glad that worked and gave me more time to recover. I know ya love me and how much we mean to each other and I know how jealous ya can be of me but this beatdown ya gave me has really hurt my confidence I know I gotta do whatever it takes to get it back…if I can. I see ya rollin over and gettin up and I gotta attack now before ya have time to stand. I come chargin at ya and SLAM a fast left and right shot to yer nose and mouth then grab yer arm and twist ya around then RAM yer masked head into the brick wall, rakin it back and forth as it tears and rips at yer spiked mask. I gasp and pant and growl, “Let’s see how YOU like, fucker! I’m gonna tear that cheap leather gear off ya and shove it down yer throat for beatin me like that! I love ya and respect ya too, but nobody is gonna beat me up like that and get away with it!” The man can see the rage mood I’m in and they stay back as I pull ya away from the wall and wrap my arms around yer body liftin ya off yer feet and CHARGE across the alley headed for the fence to try and SLAM yer body into it!

El DIABOLIKO

I am very very surprised by the aggressiveness of my husband, my dear husband, he really loses it, he flies off the handle, we always need to fight each other to prove our love and above all to test ourselves in street fighting. I see my dear street warrior arriving at me like a rocket, to straddle my chest and punch me hard in my face and on my mouth, I really can't believe that after all the blows I could have dealt him, he is still there beating me up, after all these punches on my face I can't help but have a very very strong erection in my leather pants. He lifts me strongly off the ground and brings me at full speed against the fence to smash me hard against this fence, at that moment my whole body is thrown against this fence and I fall to the ground on my stomach with my legs and arms spread out. I am bleeding from my face and I am hitting my two boots on the ground to show my darling that I am suffering, that I am in pain.

Dan Freyr

Knowin that I’m in rage beast mode and that yer one of the three men in the world who can get me into this mood, I know deep down inside that yer cheerin me on and proud of me even though outwardly I can see the pain and agony yer goin thru and I know that’s turnin ya on just as much as its turnin me on. I stand over ya after throwin ya into the fence and see yer torn mask the blood on yer face as I reach and grab the back of yer vest and the front of yer harness and YANK ya to yer feet then RIP and TEAR both the harness and vest off ya throwin em to the ground with remains of my vest and harness layin in the gravel. Both of us now bare chested and our masks ripped and torn as I wrap one arm around yer head pullin yer face into my side, growlin and snarlin as I use my free gloved hand to slug and punch yer face, determined to even the damage between us. The punches are not brutal but just enough to hurt and make ya bleed as much as me as I suddenly let yer head go and shove ya back with both gloved hands and snarl, “OK, ya mutha fucker French back alley gutter trash whore who I love intensely and adore completely, get yer fists up! One of us is gonna go down to the ground and lick the other’s boots, bitch! Unless yer scared, that is!” I snarl as I stand there with my gloved fists up, cocked and ready.

El DIABOLIKO

Really, I am very astonished by this very fierce, very, very ferocious and very tough fight against my husband, my dear spouse whom I truly adore with all my heart, for very little things we always fight, we always want to test ourselves in street fighting because I really love fighting my dear LOVE but also making LOVE together after our tough fights. Now Dan is relentless on me like a furious beast he really wants to submit me and humiliate me I feel it is really a motherfucker of Dan this dear husband, the more he hits and holds me, the more erect I am and I really like to fight against him. And now he tears me apart, he takes off my studded leather harness and also my studded black leather vest, I find myself shirtless. This son of a bitch hits me again hits my face with his leather-gloved hand, I bleed from my face under all these blows I receive, he's really a dirty American bastard, a dirty faggot that I love. Pushes me back hard with both hands on my chest to throw me once again against the fence, oufffff oufffff aieeeee aieee my back hits the fence hard, I stand up with great difficulty, I raise in turn my two gloved hands, fists clenched, still ready to fight this son of a bitch, no I'm not afraid, my bitch, it's whenever you want, come then if you have balls, my dog that I LOVE.

Dan Freyr

Our heads partially masked by the spiked leather and by blood…the leather shredded nearly off our heads as our faces drip blood and sweat…our upper torsos sweatin and spattered with blood and bare, with our gloved fists up, both ready to face off and go for it. This is who we are…two men who love each other intensely but who love to fight each other just as intensely…it’s as much a part of us as needin air, food and water is. We cain’t survive without this and we both know there’s always a chance that one or both of us might not survive but we’re both willin to take that chance because we love each other so intensely. I know that this back alley cheap filthy French whore of a cocksucker feels the same about me and calls me his disgusting American bitch and bastard and that’s just another part of our love. The men watchin us all know us well enough and I hear they start takin bets who will win and survive as me and my slut bitch of a husband prepare to go to war against each other.

El DIABOLIKO

This street fight is really very very very intense and very tough, I can clearly see that my dear rival whom I tenderly adore, my dear husband, is also very tired, very exhausted by this battle that we are both fighting. I also notice that some men who are in leather and boots around us watching this fight are also touching their package, their balls, and some are starting to masturbate in front of us. I also see that my street warrior my dear Dan also has a nice bulge under his leather pants he is very hard and I too am always erect. I got up from the ground, always ready to fight; Dan is also in front of me in a fighting stance, fists clenched, leather-gloved, ready to fight me again. I am on my guard, ready to pounce like a furious beast on him, I rush at full speed towards Dan, I grab his two legs, I lift him and slam him directly to the ground, his back against the ground, I still have both his legs in my hands. I pivot halfway around to position him face down on the concrete floor and place his two very thick New Rock boots under my armpits. I place my leather-clad buttocks on his back to apply a superb Boston Crab. “So, my darling, you like that, my little slut? Come on, scream loud, you excite me when you scream in pain. YEAHHH YEAHHH!” I'm proud to deliver this formidable, powerful Boston Crab to break his back and kidneys.

Dan Freyr

Both of us primed and ready for this as the air is thick with tension and suddenly we both CHARGE at each other like two blood-crazed bulls, fists up and both growlin and snarlin insults and hate at each other. Just as ya grab my legs, I SLAM my fists down on yer shoulders and grab the remains of yer mask rippin it off yer bloody head and tossin it away. Ya LIFT me and bring me down on my back as I GRUNT and YELL out but I manage to swing my fists out and SLAM two hard shots to yer nose and mouth hearin bone crack and see blood spray as ya suddenly TWIST and FLIP me over, gettin my boots under yer arms and LOCKIN me down in that tight double leg Boston Crab! I GROWL and CURSE as my hairy chest gets GROUND into the gravel under me, tearin at my fur and leavin deep scratches across my chest, nipples and abs as ya crank on the pressure of this hold, bendin my legs up and back and bendin my spine. “YA FUCKIN HOT SEXY COCKSUCKIN GUTTER TRASH BASTARD! IM GONNA KILL YER SEXY ASS WHEN I GET LOOSE YA BITCH! YER GONNA BE SCREAMIN AND BEGGIN ME TO LET YA GO AND RAPE YER WORTHLESS ASS WHEN IM DONE WITH YA, YA CHEAP GUTTER TRAMP!!” I yell and bellow as I twist and struggle in this hold, but deep down, we’re both so fuckin HOT and HORNY for each other we almost cain’t stand it as my handsome sexy luchador husband tortures and traps me so damn well and makes me even more horny to rape his ass or have him rape mine. The men around us are cheerin both of us on as the fuckers don’t give a crap who wins this as long as they get to see one of us get fuckin raped or worse!

El DIABOLIKO

I am really more and more excited with this fight that I am waging against my darling, against my dear husband Dan, he still likes fighting as much as I do, we are still here, fiercely arguing, fighting like street warriors over trivial little things because of that blonde bitch who came looking for him, I am extremely jealous when a man flirts with my husband. My head is bleeding profusely as well as my face, this bastard son of a bitch of Americans broke my nose, I still have his 2 boots under my armpits and my ass resting on his back to hurt him a lot, to make him moan with pain and pleasure, I can clearly see that this fight against me excites him, and I can't help but stroke his bulge, his big street warrior bulge on his leather pants. I compress with my right hand his big bulge, these big warrior balls, I compress it strongly so that he can moan and hear him say that he loves it, that he likes it, the work of the balls, because I really love working these big balls in heat, the more I work his balls and the more I am erect very, very hard and very very hard. I want him to suffer a little more because I love seeing him suffer because it's our love that is also at stake. I lift my ass off his back to rest my buttocks on his two shoulder blades to break his back and his kidneys more strongly. Say it to me, my darling, that you like it, that you like suffering for me.

Dan Freyr

Trapped in this Boston crab so tight and so well, my amazin tough brutal luchador husband has me right where he wants me as he bends my legs back…forcin my spine to move backward more and more…knowin he could snap my spine he wanted to…and his big gloved hand workin my bulge makin it throb…knowin just how to give me both pleasure and pain at the same time. Both of our faces bloody…both our masks gone now…the men watchin yellin and cheerin at both of us. They don’t give a fuck who wins…all those bastards wanna see is one of us get beaten and fucked. I try and press my gloved hands into the rough pavement and FLEX my arms to try and press UP into the hold and knock ya off me, but ya have that hold locked in so good and so tight and fuck it’s SO DAMNED HOT bein trapped like this by ya that I almost wish ya would snap my spine and finish me, but we both love fightin so much. One gloved hand grabs a handful of gravel and I know this is a desperation move, but I swing my arm up with the gravel in my hand and throw it behind me in the hopes that it will hit ya in the face and somehow get me free, but I know that’s a long shot as I yell out, “OH YES…HURT ME YA FUCKIN HANDSOME COCKSUCKIN BASTARD! MAKE ME HOWL IN PAIN AND AGONY YA NASTY FUCKIN SEXY STUD! MAKE ME SCREAM AND YELL!”

El DIABOLIKO

Dirty fucking Americans damn you throw gravel hard on my already bloody head and on my face, I still don't trust you enough, dirty fucker, bastard that you are, you're really just a little American slut that I love so tenderly and ferociously, my head is too bloody painful, I am forced to break my grip and release your 2 boots that are under my armpits. I am rolling on my left side on this concrete floor, putting my two hands on my skull, on my head, and on my face, the men in leather around us are applauding us and telling us go fight, fight, I am still on the concrete floor, striking hard with my two thick New Rock boots on the ground in rage and evil, I can see very well that you still want some, my love, and I really like that, I really get extremely turned on by this fight, I crawl on the ground like a worm, I am already very exhausted from this fight we are waging, my whole body is bruised from all these holds and all these blows that I could receive from my darling, my dear adorable husband, I am crawling towards this iron fence to try to stand up.

Dan Freyr

That gravel throw workin by luck I hafta guess as ya drop my boots to the ground and roll away across the gravel toward the fence. I grunt out as my boots hit the ground and get to my feet slowly wipin the blood and sweat from my eyes with the back of my glove. I come over to where ya are grabbin at the fence to stand up and grab ya by the back of yer head and growl, “Here, my sexy hot handsome muthafuckin slut of a husband, lemme help yer filthy ass stand up, ya bastard!” Ya catch the grin and wink in my eye as ya look up at me. I pull ya up to yer feet holdin the back of yer neck and use my free gloved fist to SLUG yer bulge hard twistin my knuckles in deep, cause I know how much ya love ball pain which is as much as I do. Then, I grab yer head in my hands and hold ya there with me next to the fence as I SINK my teeth into yer forehead, gnawin and bitin at the deep cut there, tastin my sexy amazin husband’s blood like the sick pervert that I am!

El DIABOLIKO

So much that I am exhausted my strength is starting to give out, my dear husband helps me get up so much that I am sore all over, it must also be said that my dear love is a true street warrior and he really loves to break, make suffer, and humiliate his opponents on the ground, he presses my back against the iron fence and begins to torture my balls very ferociously, very savagely, with his leather-gloved free hand, ouch ouch ouch no fucking not that you little American whore you're just a bastard, let go of my balls, you dirty motherfucker, you bastard that you are, you're just a little whore, ouch ouch my forehead damn no no no leave my forehead alone please damn, with rage and hatred I can no longer hold back, I place my two hands on his chest and push him forcefully backward.

Dan Freyr

The fence bangin as our two muscled body twist and slam against it as I grab yer balls tighter and sink my teeth into yer forehead, feedin on yer hot blood. I hear yer howls of pain and pleasure as I know ya love this and hate this at the same time and I know if this was reversed, you’d be bitin me and feedin on my blood as well. Ya push against my chest hard drivin me back as my mouth comes loose from yer forehead, yer blood drippin into my matted ginger beard and the front of yer leather pants torn open, nearly exposin yer huge monster cock and balls to the men watchin. I ram my right fist into yer gut hard then RAKE yer bloody face with my left hand then grab yer throat with my left hand as I drag us back out into the center of the alley growlin and snarlin, “You hot sexy fuckin cocksucker! One of us is gonna get raped and fucked and killed tonight, ya handsome gorgeous bastard whore! I don’t care who it is, either you or me! But one of us ain’t leavin here alive, ya back alley trashy awesome brutal luchador husband of mine that I love completely! Ya wanna rape me and kill me, don’t ya?” I kiss yer mouth hard rough and brutal then break the kiss and hurl a mouthful of bloody spit in yer face as I SHOVE ya back lettin go of the choke and scream, “HERE’S YER CHANCE ASSHOLE! FUCKIN COME AND GET ME AND RAPE ME AND KILL ME, YA SEXY HOT MUTHA FUCKIN STUD!”

El DIABOLIKO

My dear husband whom I truly love madly my dear rival my dear street warrior lashes out at me like a furious beast, I resist as much as I can because my whole body is sore and my face is bleeding heavily, I really wasn't expecting such a fight against this American bitch, really, he's a fabulous street fighter, and I love fighting this son of a bitch that I love so much, that bastard drinks my blood to give himself even more strength. I now have to put an end to this fight, it's him or me, but one of us is going to stay there, that's clear. We find ourselves once again in the middle of the alley, face to face, all the men decked out in leather and boots are there watching this super tough fight. I really can't take it anymore but now I really have to take action and show him, my dear husband, my dear bastard, my dear whore, what I really am. With all my rage, all my strength, and all my hatred, I send him a big knee to his little balls, you bastard, I push him back forcefully with both my hands on his chest and he falls on his back onto the concrete, dirty floor, I walk towards him towards his head and I raise my very thick New Rock right boot and I shove my boot down his throat so that it cuts off his air. “So you dirty bastard of Americans so darling you like it the New Rock boot on your throat you bastard.” At the same time as I compress his throat with my boot, I bend down a little and I punch you violently in your already bloody face.

Dan Freyr

I watch as the bloody face of my beloved husband changes from its usual handsome appearance into one of brutal hate and rage and I know I’ve pushed him to where I wanted him and where he wanted to be. My gloved fists raised and ready to strike and waitin for ya to attack as the men around us wait and cheer eager to see what happens here. Ya charge in the RAM that boot of yers into the front of my pants…the spikes in yer boots RIPPIN the leather open as they DRIVE into my cock and balls, the spikes STABBIN into the bringin a SCREAM of agony outta me as I get lifted off the ground and drop onto the gravel holdin my now bleedin cock and balls. Ya come at me fast and SLAM that boot of yers down on my throat cuttin off my air as I look up at ya with a mixture of pain, agony and terror as well as love because I love this man intensely and completely even though he might be about to kill me. That love will go on no matter if I’m alive or dead because this is who we all are. We love to fight each other and we live to fight each other and we love just as hard as we fight. Yer words echoin in my ears as I manage to gasp out, “Ya lousy French whore dog…ya gutter tramp back alley cocksuckin whore! Ya don’t have to balls to kill me and we both know it! Go on…destroy me! Tear me apart limb from limb! Rip my body apart! Crush my throat and my skull! I dare ya to do it, my amazin hot sexy trashy filthy handsome French luchador asshole bastard husband!” Yer fists come rainin down again even as I say these words to you and I’ve never felt more loved than I do right now as my husband begins his total and complete destruction of me!

El DIABOLIKO

I can see very well that my dear husband Dan is beginning to suffer terribly and that his strength is starting to fail him, I remove my boot from his throat and place myself astride his chest placing his two arms under my legs and my big leather package in front of his mouth, I crush my big French Luchador balls on his mouth, taking his head with both hands to strongly crush his dirty bastard mouth on my crotch, go ahead you dirty of Americans, go ahead bastard, lick my leather packet, lick my packet well, I lean forward to sink my teeth into his forehead and make him bleed profusely and I drink his blood like a thirsty man, I love you my love, I'm crazy about you my heart. I hear him striking these two big New Rock boots hard on the ground with rage of hatred of violence but also of love. I am really starting to shred his forehead with my teeth, I want you for myself, my love, and for that I am really going to kill you. His entire face is covered in blood, his nose is broken, his mouth is bleeding heavily, as well as his forehead, is this what you wanted my love my dear whore my dear bastard.

Dan Freyr

Trapped under my husband now as he viciously and violently attacks me like the feral beast that he is…that I knew was in there and just needed me to force it to come out. Those balls of yers pluggin my mouth and I can smell the precum comin from yer monster cock as ya bend down and start to devour my forehead, rippin and tearin it as the blood spews out and I HOWL in pain as well as pleasure! My nose destroyed…my mouth busted and several teeth gone now as well, I hear ya tell me yer gonna kill me and that’s fine cause I know I’ll see this hot sexy French gutter tramp whore dog in hell when he gets there and I’ll be waitin to grab him and throw him into the fires of hell with me. My boots kick at the ground behind ya as ya continue yer savage brutal destruction of me as I manage to rasp out after pukin a mouthful of blood up, “Go on ya worthless French faggot whore…fuckin tear me to pieces and rip me apart…tear my body apart and rip my head off…I’ll be waitin to meet ya at the gates of hell and we’ll jump into the fires together when ya get there, ya worthless pathetic bastard!!!”

El DIABOLIKO

Despite all these wounds that my dear husband Dan bears on his face and on his body, he still speaks again and again and again, I’m going to make you shut your big bastard mouth that you're dirty American bitch dirty whore. This dirty bitch of an American still wants me to destroy him even more strongly, more ferociously, he wants even more blood, I lower my head towards his nipples and I tear off his nipples with my teeth, spitting them out on the ground in the direction of the leather men who are watching us. I rise from his body and move towards his knees, breaking both of his knees with my two big New Rock boots that are very thick with soles 5 cm thick. I no longer have any restraint in me, I have too much hatred, I need to get rid of all this hatred that is buried deep inside me, inside my body. Prepare yourself to die my love that I love so much that I love tenderly that I love madly but I want all of you all. After breaking his 2 knees with my 2 big New Rock boots, I place my dear husband Dan on his stomach, I pull down his very thick biker leather pants, I get out of my very thick leather pants my big cock very thick and very hard with a big metal cockring around my balls, I want to send him once again the last time all my French Luchador wrestler semen in his little bastard ass of a in heat, I lie on his back and bury my big thick cock in his bastard hole, with my pelvis I do a good back and forth to push my cock into his ass and I apply at the same time a double Nelson to break his cervical. So you dirty faggot, you like the French cock, now you have one in your ass, you dirty fucking, the more I fuck your ass the more I want to kill you ferociously dirty bastard, I love you so much my sexy love. I'm ready to cum in his slutty hole, I'm going to send him all my seed and in one fell swoop I send all my French Luchador seed into his ass. Hmmmmm Hummmmmmm how good it feels to unload in an American ass. It's going to be your end, my darling.

Dan Freyr

Even knowin this is my end and thru my yells and screams of agony I cain’t stop lovin the man doin this to me as he tears my nipples off my chest throwin them…leavin two bloody holes in my chest and spew blood out everywhere. My face unrecognizable now…blood all over…bones broken and shattered…even one eyeball hangin from it socket now as ya flip me off on my stomach and rip my pants down then yers and SLAMMMMMMMM yer thick monster cock in my ass all the way! One last final brutal fuck before ya end my life! I gasp out in a mix of pain and pleasure at that as my head hits the ground and that danglin eyeball gets RIPPED away layin on the ground next to my head. My uncut cock is getting ripped to shreds in the gravel as ya brutally rape and hate fuck my ass as the blood pours out under me. My balls get torn open and mangled as well! My knees are shattered and broken and I cain’t feel my legs anymore as the man watchin are cheerin ya on as ya continue yer feral brutal destruction of me, yer husband and lover. I manage to rasp out thru the blood, “Finish…me…my…love…my…slut…bastard…whore…faggot. Destroy…me…rip…my…head…off…remember…I…love…you!” Our time together has been incredible but I know I’ll see ya again when ya reach the fires of hell!

El DIABOLIKO

After unloading all my French luchador seed into this little American bastard ass I get up and put my big cock back in my thick leather pants, I’m not done with you, you dirty bastard, you little piece of trash that you are, I'm really going to smash you to smithereens. You are still lying on your stomach, pretty beaten up; I move towards you and sit straddling your back, I take your two arms with both hands to place them correctly on my knees and I lift your torso forward and I place both my hands under your chin to deliver a violent and powerful Camel Clutch, I’m going to break your spine and you're playing too much with my jealousy you don't deserve to survive, I really have to put an end to your fucking life, I am extremely jealous and all of this really hurts me deep down, I love you my sexy American love but I have to do this. Seeing that I can't break your spine yet, I lift my buttocks off your back and sit again on your little slutty ass to give even more accentuation to my camel grip. The more I push your chest forward, the more I hear your spine breaking. With both my hands under your chin, I rotate your head from right to left to break your cervical spine, to break your neck. I now realize that you can no longer move, I release my grip and stand back up.

I am like a raging beast, I am really going to put an end to his life, I am approaching his head, I don't know what I am doing but right now I have too much hatred in me, I head towards his head and I repeatedly jump with both feet together on his head with my 2 very thick and very heavy New Rock boots, his head is really smashed, destroyed, crushed on the ground like dirty shit. After having done all this, I pull myself together and realize that I have made a terrible mistake against my dear husband Dan whom I love and adore, I talk to myself and I say to myself, you are crazy Diaboliko, you are crazy, you just put an end to the life of your dear husband, your dear spouse Dan, without him I will not be able to live, it will be too hard and very difficult, I see only one solution. I always have with me in the back pocket of my thick leather pants a knife, I take my courage in both hands I remove this knife placed in the back pocket of my leather pants to stick it in my stomach, screaming loudly I do this for you my lover that I love, and suddenly I fall onto the belly of my dear husband, belly to belly. The men who were standing there around us to watch this fight leave and leave us there on the ground to rot like carcasses.

Published: 2026-06-15, viewed 66 times.