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A note from Connor:
Dear Reader,
Dear Reader,
Shit's rough in here, blood and slurs, death. So read at your own discretion. Know what happens if you underestimate me too.
Alexeii:
Connor_Chuff: 
Alexeii: You look annoying as fuck. Gonna love breaking your face
Connor_Chuff: that's funny
Alexeii: lol I didn’t make a joke
Connor_Chuff: nah, that's just *your* face, it's funny
Alexeii: I show up wearing my black gym shorts and Nikes. A tight black tank top sticks to my muscles as I strut confidently into a clearing in the middle of the warehouse
Connor_Chuff: I see you step in and I rise up, watching your confident body - but it pales in comparison to me. I scoff as I get up, moving my muscle tee over my shoulder and around my waist, shorts and sneakers on as I approach.
Connor_Chuff: 
Alexeii: I see you walking up to me looking way too cocky. I strip off my shirt and toss it aside. Give my pecs a flex as I look you up and down with disgust. 
Connor_Chuff: You are eyeing me, no doubt taking me in and calculating. So I give you something to calculate as my left fist rears back - only that's the distraction, the second your big eyes dart to my left my right opens, a huge cloud of dust and ground glass surrounds your head.
Alexeii: (Did you just throw dust and glass in my face bitch?)
Connor_Chuff: (blinding powder, yes)
Connor_Chuff: (very effective to remove your opponents vision)
Alexeii: You cock your fist back and I raise my guard. Looking at the fucking prick with distain. Ready to test my guard when next thing I know, a stinging pain hits me in the face and forced my eyes close. I scream out “what the fuck!” But as I blink the scraping pain in my eyes leaves me without vision. Immediately feeling vulnerable. This fucker set me up. I swing a vicious left and right haymaker as I try to make space, coughing, back away. Wipe my eyes, it fucking burns
Connor_Chuff: You suddenly swing - hard powerful blows that I honestly wouldn't want to defend against. Lucky for me, they're that of a blind man - someone new to it, not experienced, and they fly wide. I relish watching your confidence disappear and you wipe your eyes. I know it hurts, you're not the first. Your wide swings give me a perfect opportunity to move to your side and slam my right into your ribs, BAM BAM BAM , and then I go low to sweep your leg, knowing it's not time to gloat , but destroy.
Connor_Chuff: 
Alexeii: I feel a hard shot into my unprepared ribs. Wincing as I swing forward, but you must be at my side because I miss. As you work the same spot I turn into it, tucking my head down into my left arm and swing my right elbow at where I think you’re standing, but as I do, I take a kick into the leg that drops me fast and hard flat on my back. The metal floor bangs loudly and shakes as I’m winded, but know I have to move. Quickly roll to my side, I don’t push up before a blink forces me to rub my eyes again. The pain is fucking brutal. “FUCK YOU MOTHER FUCKER!” I say with one arm extended like im trying to feel where you are. The other hand rubbing my eyes as I walk on my knees
Connor_Chuff: I watch you - no doubt a skilled opponent - one that would have tested my limits. I stalk you, thinking about your kill count, and how you'll be my first...how it makes me excited. You underestimated me and you make a bigger mistake now, I see you rub your eyes, you'll be blind for longer than a few minutes... Grinning I walk and grab a two-by-four, watching as you have one hand stretched out , keeping quiet with my sneakers on before I rear back and BAAAAAAAM - it slams into your back - BAAAAAAAAAAAM - the blow is devastating as the wood makes a splintering sound. I toss it aside, folding my arms as I look down at you...
Alexeii: I think I hear you behind me. My breath hitches, and then AGGHHHHHHH A sickening crack against my back that digs in deep and leaves a brutal red welt exactly where it landed, blood seeps from where the edge cracked into my muscled back. I scream out as my back arches and I fall to my side and roll on the floor, writhing in pain. This fucker came to win, even if that means playing like a cheat. I want to slam you in the balls and grab your hair, but the helplessness i feel from you blinding me leaves me with no game plan. I try to crawl fast forward, through a crack in my eyes I can almost see what I think is my surroundings. I need to get my back to the wall is my only thought. I drag myself forward blindly unsure of what is in front of me. While I yell out. “You cheap fucking bitch!”
Connor_Chuff: You seem to be interested...in a forklift? You're so desperate it's pathetic, it really is. I know it's close to time, a time where I can gloat and mock you - but not yet. Not while you move so loudly you cover my sounds. Your hands go up, your body under the prongs, and I turn the key, pulling the knob to "down" and the fork lift begins to lower over your torso...OOPS - I quickly make it stop as I see it go low, but hoping it didn't squish you, and sure enough, it didn't. "Phew..." Your upper body is under the prongs of the fork lift, painfully so it looks like, your legs are free. "Damn man, you're bad at this being blind shit." I grab your legs, you resist a bit, but it won't matter now - and use your nuts like a fucking punted football, over and over and over! But that's not enough, I want to snap things - so I grab your left ankle and knee, enjoying the squirming struggle you offer, trapped under a fucking lift, hydraulic power and glass making you a complete joke and my muscles surge, locking them and twisting against your JOINTS - SNAAAAAAAAAP - "Oh well, there goes that knee..."
Connor_Chuff: 
Connor_Chuff: (this is brutal enough for you?)
Alexeii: I seem to be falling into every trap you set. What the fuck is happening, I feel something crushing down on me I push against it, but it’s clear this is a fucking forklift. “Fuck! Stop! Help!” I yell. Absolutely fucking helpless and horrified now. Idk if you’re going to run me over or crush me. But as you leave me locked under the forks, I start to really freak the fuck out. “You sick fuck! Let me out of-“ but I’m quickly shut up by a stomp into my balls that takes my breath away and makes me shake ferociously. The fucking forklift is even shaking but not enough to let me free myself. As you start to grab my legs and threaten them. I think no fucking way. I kick to your chest, flail my legs, but the pain of my destroyed balls makes it easy for you to manhandle them. I am fucking trapped. This fucking loudmouth psychopath has me at his mercy and I fear this is only the beginning. As my leg snaps and you nonchalantly react, I really fear what you are capable of. This sick fuck is strong and I am completely fucked and helpless now
Alexeii: (fuck you. I’ve seen worse)
Alexeii: Cocky prick, I will kill you
Connor_Chuff: "Did you just cry for help? That's not how this works. You can beg for mercy - or you can never recover. Those are your options, Alexeii. I want to hear who the better man is, who's cock you'll suck and who's in control..." I reach down and grab rough right arm, it's the only part of your upper body that seems to have any clearance, and I WRENCH it back, against the prong of the fork - threatening to snap it - not in a clean break, but in a way that your bones won't ever come back together. Using my overwhelming strength on your fingers makes them feel useless to me, no matter how you struggle. "Shhh shh... it's okay, you lost man... let's hear it, or I'm going to snap that arm by figuring out which finger can hold out longer." I begin to pull on your middle finger, your arm pressing unnaturally against the prong, your right leg desperately scrubbing the floor away from us..."5...."
Connor_Chuff: "4..."
Connor_Chuff: "3..."
Alexeii: You grab my arm and I flex it hard. I know I’m fucking strong, but you have the positioning advantage. You crank it back and I try to resist, but you don’t fucking stop. I wish I could see your face but then… fuckikkk aghhjhhhhhhghhhhh my arm is fucking snapped. You sick fuck..
Connor_Chuff: "OOPS!"
Alexeii: you start to grab my fingers and torture me. But im a fucking Russian. You can’t fucking get what you want from me. “You’ll have to fucking kill me, you faggot!!” I scream as I breathe deep and let you fucking break my fingers you faggot piece of shit
Connor_Chuff: Your arm snaps first, then your finger... I put to much force on your forearm. "Oh - I'll fucking kill you bro. No need for such harsh language. No right arm, no left leg... no sight... what else can we destroy?" I reach down and begin to pull on the waist of your shorts...tugging them down until i have them off..."Where's that two by four?" I go over and grab the wood, eyeing, and return with it... probing your ass until I can find your hole..."Now - is this what you want? Or do you want the splintered side? OR do you want to tell me who's in control? Only 3 options..."
Alexeii: I have one arm and leg. My eyes are red and bleeding. The forks of the lift are starting to feel like they’re crushing me. I figure even if I can catch you with a kick I can maybe knock you out. I feel cold around my dick and shattered balls as you strip me. You get more and more sadistic the more resist and I know I have to strike, i do not want to give this fucker anything he wants since he plans on killing me anyway. As I feel you press that wood against my ass, I grunt and as hard as I can kick my good leg toward where I assume your face is
Connor_Chuff: Your foot comes sailing - but it's similar to a flailing kick of someone on the ground, worse, you're blinded and in the dirt, the kick is a joke. I bat it away. "Fine, splinters." I step back and snap the wood over my knee, on the point it was broken - "FUCK" - it hurt more than I expected, but it still broke. I drop it at my feet and reach down to your other leg, "Gotta take care of this first, huh?" In the same motion as before, with your ankle and knee locked, my muscled body tenses. I don't twist at the hip as quickly this time, I want to indulge myself, feel my power as I turn and hear your screams. "Scream FAGGOT!"
Alexeii: I whimper as my leg flails and hits nothing, but gets quickly restrained in your muscled grip. Each time I feel your power it feels even stronger than before and I feel weaker. I can’t stop picturing your cocky fucking face, even though I can’t see, I can’t get it out of my head. I fucking hate you. I feel you pull on my leg slowly this time. Making sure I feel the ligaments pull and the threat of the break coming. My head rolls back as I groan and suffer badly. You order me to scream but you call me a faggot and that angers me. I try to tell back “fuck you!” But what comes out it’s closer to “aghhhhj fuckkkkkkkkkuhhhhh” as tears start to roll down my face
Connor_Chuff: "There it is! The faggot screamed! LOUDER!" I begin to wrench and pull, keeping everything at the POINT of breaking, at the POINT of snapping, not letting it happen, just swaying my body to amplify the wave of pain that I'm pouring into you.
Alexeii: You hold my leg at the last point of resistance. Fucking toying with me like a sick fuck. Each sway makes my scream amplify on rhythm. AhhhhhhAHHHHHHahhhhhAHHHHH “fuck please make it stop, please” you hear me mumble under my breath
Connor_Chuff: "YOU WANT ME TO STOP?? SAY IT, TELL ME WHO'S THE FAGGOT LOSER AND I'LL STOP!"
Alexeii: “Agghhhhh fuckkkkkkk” my brain is breaking. You are in control and I know I can’t escape. My mind is racing for anything to do other than give you what you want, but the more you order me, the more it feels like my body just gives into your words. You roar back at me, louder than me. You are imposing. I try to open my eyes and see your shadow towering over me. A horrifying figure I don’t even recognize from before. I feel completely lost as I scream out “IM A FAGGOT LOSER!”
Connor_Chuff: "YEAH YOU ARE!" SNAAAAAAAAAP
Connor_Chuff: Your other leg is ruined now. "That's all I wanted to hear... it's been fun chump, but you were just a bitch. Can't even beg for mercy right, maybe if you could tell me how superior I am, I could let you live, but you couldn't even do that..." I walk next to the fork lift, looking at your ruined and naked body stuck there, legs askew, one arm crushed, the other... about to be..."Let me hear it... I want to hear it or I bring this lift down, and it's going to hurt more than anything..."
Connor_Chuff: I decide to count again, to see your reaction, "5..."
Connor_Chuff: "4..."
Alexeii: You snap my leg and once again I start to fucking scream louder than before. Screaming through your speech, but I hear enough of it. You continue to threaten my life. Even though I know I can’t trust you. You said you’d stop if I gave in, and I did. But you keep going. “No.. wait… please!” I cry
Connor_Chuff: "Tell me...how superior I am...what you love about my body..."
Connor_Chuff: I reach down and pull out my cock, waiting...stroking myself, my face buried in my free bicep while my other hand strokes...aiming over your crushed form...
Connor_Chuff: 
Connor_Chuff: "3..."
Alexeii: I can’t see a thing, but the image of you is stained into my head. “Fuck. Your chest is bigger! Your shoulders! Arms! Hair!” I scream desperately
Connor_Chuff: "MORE - WHO'S BETTER!?" I jerk harder, licking on my muscle, sucking in my scent.
Alexeii: I think i can hear the wet noise of a cock being jerks which only makes me more uneasy. But I don’t stop. I have never begged like this, or at all before. I have never been so beaten and my brain is in survival mode. “Your abs! Your legs! You are superior in many ways! Your skills!” My screams coming out like wet sobs now
Connor_Chuff: You begin sobbing and that does it for me. "Oh yeah, I fucking OWNED you - what a little bitch!" My cock spews, hot ropes spraying down on you, I know you can feel it, and my flexed arm comes down to send the hydraulic fork lift back down. "Bye loser!!" I keep cumming as I hear the SQUISH of the fork lift pushing and slicing into your flesh, your screams...
Alexeii: I feel your cum cover me and I’m not naive I know what’s happening. It’s fucking endless and a drop goes in my nose as I’m forced to take in your scent as the fork lift starts to lower and crushes my body under it. I scream as my ribcage collapses, punctures my lungs, heart and kills me
Connor_Chuff: "Fuck man, you left a fucking mess and aren't even able to clean it." I mock the ruins of your body ..."I got the crew to clean it up soon...asshole.." I finish where I can see the remnants of your mouth and drain my cock, piss aiming there as I flex over you...I pull my shirt back up after putting my dick away. "Waste of fucking time..."
Connor_Chuff: END
Published: 12 days ago, viewed 112 times.
andy250509
10 days agoSeems Connor likes to inflict the punishment. Wonder how he takes it. Hope to dish it out to him sometime hear him squeal.
Kad Royce
10 days agoIt’s a text that hits hard: Connor is written as a relentless, cold force that controls every second of the duel. Alexeii, confident at first, finds himself caught in a spiral where everything escapes him. The rhythm is sharp, brutal, without a break, and the tension rises to the point of suffocation. It’s dark, intense, and very controlled in its construction. Bravo for this scene that stays in the lead.
Connor Chuff
10 days ago(In reply to this)
Awesome response. Yeah, I'm pretty tough. And of course, everyone enjoy's Alexeii's downfall.
Dream Breaker
11 days agoConnor and Alexei, first of all, I have to say WOW! An incredibly brutal and rapidly escalating confrontation with dramatic consequences.
It's clear that Connor had already decided, right from his first strike, how the fight would end. Alexeii fought well, but Connor wanted more and ultimately destroyed Alexeii completely. I’ll send a cleanup crew to take care of the mess. It’s part of our Federation’s services. Thanks, guys, for the great role-play... You really nailed your roles!
Connor Chuff
11 days ago(In reply to this)
Glad to hear those grunts clean up his mess. Thanks for putting them to work Breaker.
Freaker
11 days agoThis story wastes no time throwing the reader into a nightmare. Connor is turning an ordinary warehouse into a deadly trap. The violence keeps escalating, every escape fails, and the tension never lets up. The forklift finale is especially brutal and leaves no doubt about who controls the fight. As Connor’s first death match, it is a real success and shows just how dangerous he can be. Dark, relentless and unforgettable. Thanks for bringing this savage story to THE HIGH TABLE.
Connor Chuff
11 days ago(In reply to this)
Glad to hear I did it some justice! Love ruining these wimps. Alexeii sold that shit well too.