THE HIGH TABLE
Established: 2023-11-17
Chat room: #BARBARUS
- No holds barred
- Weapons
- Extreme violence
- Blood
- Death
A worldwide organization of men trained for violent, bloody, and even deadly combat. Their competence is indicated by their qualifications, from the lowest to the highest, reserved for an elite.
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Starring
11:06 Dream_Breaker: “What the hell is this?” I unfold a small Post-it note that clearly challenges me to a no-holds-barred fight. It’s signed by DAN S-J. A mocking smile spreads across my face. Dan is a big guy with incredible muscles, but in a no-holds-barred fight, he doesn’t stand a chance of surviving. I assign a new member of our federation to be the messenger and return the Post-it note to Dan. If he’s got the balls, we’ll meet tonight in our federation’s bunker, in the fighting arena. But Dan would never leave there alive.
11:07 Dream_Breaker: As evening falls, I prepare for the match in my locker room. I put on my white compression shorts as usual. I adjust my balls and cock, glance in the mirror to make sure my hair looks good, and wink at my reflection. I can’t wait to shove my dick up that arrogant Dan’s ass before I snap his neck. I step out of my locker room toward the fighting arena, which is already lit up for our match. A broad grin spreads across my face: "Dan hasn’t shown up. Did he get scared? Is he already regretting his proposal?”
11:11 Dan_S-J: Getting Alex to agree to a no-holds-barreed match was the easiest thing I could ever do. I know that cocky man good enough to turn something like that down. "Trap is set." I grin as I get a return note from you that you accept.
11:14 Dan_S-J: The evening arrives . The stage is set and you enter. I stay hidden in a side room waiting for you to enter the stage. Then I know it's my time to put an end to your reign full off arrogance. I grab a baseball bat and head out behind you as you get celebrated by your weird fans.
11:15 Dan_S-J: 
11:21 Dream_Breaker: The spot lights are caressing my muscles and skin as I raise my arms up and strike a pose for my fans who begin to scream. "Have you seen the loser?", I ask them bouncing my pecs and flexing my giant biceps. "Seems he got scared after all. The only wise move from him", I laugh loudly.
11:21 Dream_Breaker: 
11:24 Dan_S-J: I see you showing off on the top of the ramp. Hearing the slur about me. I grab the baseball bat with both of my hands as I silently sneak on you. Before the fans can warn you I swing the wooden oak bat between your shoulder blades with all my strength behind it.
11:30 Dream_Breaker: The impact is huge. First I have no idea what did hit me when I collapse on my knees . I turn my face backwards to seee you standing right behind me, holding a baseball bat in your hands, with a nasty, almost maniac look on your face. "What the fuck man? Are you that weak you need to use bat to take a real man down?" My voice is mocking as I try to get up onto my feet again.
11:36 Dan_S-J: "Not here to take you down but to end you once and for all in the eyes of your followers. " I reply very cold swinging the bat once more aiming at the back of your neck this time. My blood is boiling as I feel the anger just looking at you.
11:39 Dream_Breaker: My world gets dark instantly as I feel something breaking in the back of my skull. I collapse down, hitting my face against the metal-covered ramp, breaking my nose. I roll around, on my back, to see you when my lights go out as I get unconscious.
11:46 Dan_S-J: I see you rolling in pain turning onto your back. Our eyes meet before you pass out. I take a step forward to your side and lean over checking if you are still breathing. The bat in my right hand my muscles all tensed up. "Your reign is over." I growl out.
11:49 Dream_Breaker: All of a sudden I open my eyes, staring at yours as I snap a grab of your windpipe, sinking my fingers around your Adam's apple while I slide my free hand between your legs, trying to grab your balls into my giant hand. "You will die today!" I hiss as I add pressure on your throat.
11:55 Dan_S-J: My eyes open wide as you grab my throat out of nowhere, my windpipe being crushed hard as I nearly can't breathe. My mind starts to slip. Your other hand then cupping my balls, waking me up again. I raise up my right hand and swing it up gripping the bat. Then swing it down as I aim the sweet spot between your thighs. Crushing your bulge to dust.
12:02 Dream_Breaker: My eyes get wide open as my mouth snaps open. Screaming louder than ever before when I feel something warm and wet leaking from my sack along my legs down to the ramp beneath me. My hold of your windpipe is loosening fast as my body folds like a Swiss knife as I start ti squirm in pain under you. The crowd gets quiet in shock seeing their hero getting slaughtered.
12:08 Dan_S-J: I grin and look around. "Your arrogant golden boy is done...forever" I say with a raspy voice after I draw my first breath. Then look down at your perfectly ripped body, your muscles all tense. I smash your head to the ground. Look around once more and then drive my boot into your throat putting my weight on my foot.
12:15 Dream_Breaker: My manhood is destroyed for good; my balls are turned into leaking pulp, but I don't want to get killed. The adrenaline enters into my veins as I grab ahold of your ankle with both of my hands, trying to move your boot away from my throat, but the pain is too much, consuming my strengths fast. You add more and more weight on my throat, crushing my windpipe with fury.
12:21 Dan_S-J: Feeling your arms on my ankle as you desperately try to pull my boot away from your throat. "For all you have said and done to me over the years you deserve nothing but to die you arrogant golden boy." I say looking at your face while kneeling my other leg onto your abs as I transfer my centre of gravity above your throat. My body sweating hard, but I feel I have to do this. Not only for me but for all those you have been handling like trash in and outside the ring.
12:28 Dream_Breaker: I try my best to move your foot away, but you are determined. Slowly, you crush the thin cartilage around my windpipe, finally shattering it with a soft cracking sound. My windpipe immediately fills with my own blood as my grip on your ankle slips and my eyes roll back in my head. My lungs fill with my own blood, and in a matter of seconds, it’s all over—without a struggle… then comes complete darkness… the crowd is silent… there is only silence.
12:41 Dan_S-J: I look at your face as you slip away. The cracking sound makes me exhale. It's over. I stand up, looking at the crowd all amazed in shock. I raise my hand "The king is dead....Long live the king!!!" I shout to the silence. Then turn around and grab your left arm and drag your lifeless body out of the scene. END
.....my body all sweaty as I wake up. It's late at night. I breathe quickly, looking into my ceiling, seeing pictures of the brutal fight before my eyes. "What a fucking nightmare...but why?" I try to make the pictures go away before returning to sleep.
Published: 2026-08-16, viewed 84 times.
Dan Freyr
2026-08-19 12:19DAMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!! I agree with Freaker here! Although short and to the point it was awesome and dramatic as hell! And yes, let's be thankful it was just a nightmare. But I can see where Dan needed to let his evil side for a breath of air...we all have em...includin ME...LOL! Grerat story guys! This was a wild story from start to finish!
BraveAjay
2026-08-18 16:09Namaste - नमस्ते, First I got worried then relieved it was all just a nightmare. What an awesome twist though. Thank you for sharing your story on The Shelter.
Kad Royce
2026-08-17 08:06After my first reading, I really wanted to say "what a wonderful fantasy". I know very well that the way DB is being destroyed in this story is of a rare violence. But it’s an incredibly effective moment of reading. Congratulations to both of you for this incredible story and thank you for sharing it with us for our greatest pleasure.
Freaker
2026-08-16 14:55A king enters beneath the spotlights, magnificent in tight white compression shorts, every muscle displayed for his devoted fans. but a challenger is waiting in the shadows. Dream Breaker looks every inch the arrogant golden champion, while Dan S-J brings a colder and far more dangerous presence. The ambush, the fierce resistance and the atmosphere of a public fall make this short fight brutally dramatic. Thank you, Dream Breaker and Dan S-J, for publishing this powerful clash of pride, vengeance and supremacy in THE HIGH TABLE!