THE HIGH TABLE

Tonight I‘m challenged for a match in a ring. A boxing ring. A primal set match. Wearing nothing but some red 12 Oz gloves. With all my 5‘7 frame, weighing some ripped 160 lbs I get in the ring. My sword still soft, swing around while I do some light warm up routine.

I know im called tonight cause again some no name challenged me i put my gloves on and slam trough doors my 6ft 250lbs frame start walking to the ring getting angrier with each step.

The doors open with some loud impact. A stud gets in. On his way to the ring he‘s almost stomping. I watch carefully as he enters. Already raise my arms for a protective guard while I get into a secure stance.

I get in my stance just a small distance from you mumbling "im gonna break you for getting me here for this pathetic excuse of a match!"

You stand across. Towering. Huge. Your mass of muscles bulging. I flex in my guard as you talk threatening. „pathetic excuse of a match?“, I hiss back and take out my gloves for an initial bump, just to notice how even your immense gloves dwarf mine.

'How many punches to knock u out or should i prolongue ur humiliation?" My muscles stiffen ready for that bell.

Your words are deep and rich. Filled with confidence. I keep my smile. Your muscles twitching, obviously ready to go. As the bell rings, I quickly go for some offensive shots up to your jaw in a left- right- left combination.

My arms up blocking those fast but not the strongest hits ive taken waiting for a perfect timing and BANG uppercut to your jaw followed by one punch to your side.

I grunt as you block my punches. With my opened guard your uppercut hits hard. I start stumbling. Your punch into my side force me backwards with my back into the ropes.

With my left forearm i press u to ropes open while my right arm starts repeatedly  slamming ur abs.

Your left arm keeps my back tight into the ropes. Your right starts an assault to my abs. While you secure me, no way out, I go defensive and try to block your punches.

I keep them voming my face so close to u "abs face side wheres the next punch scooper?" I keep assaulting ur whole existance in that corner grunting louder and louder.

No way out of that sandwich as you keep me to the ropes. Caught. Your punches thrown with scary precision. In my upcoming desperation I try to hit some punches into your sides while I take your shots into my abs.

I take few grunt and let go off u stay there making u think it stopped then bang one big slam taking u and ur defense down.

You stop your assault in a surprising moment. I plan my next punch, but you read my mind as an open book. Your next shot opens my defense. With a desperate grunt, I stumble around with rowing arms.

I jump on u take u down legs on ur arms my punches breaking ur face as my grunts turn so violent.

I can’t keep my stance. Laid out, you secure me beneath your immense mass of muscles. Start an assault to my face. I quickly try to raise my hips, aim to buck you off.

I jump off of u ur nose bloody from my assault i laugh at my work of art i grab ur head lift u up as u start falling down unoriented from my punches i slam into ur guts BAM.

As I get a taste of my own blood, you guide me around the ring. Lift me up. While I try to find my orientation, your large glove is smashing my exposed unprotected abs. I bend with a loud grunt and cough.

I lift u up again take my gloves off slam u on ropes and tie u up with them no escape now i stand there flexing for u if u even know where you are now "so how u feel? Did i meet ur expectations or should i go harder? I sure got bored by this weak power scooper!"

Once more you guide me. Fix my arms into the ropes. Helplessly caught, I stare your bulking frame up and down. Caught defenseless. „How I feel!? Fuck. You will pay!“, I yell and start struggling with my fixed arms.

"So then still cocky huh" i get my gloves on "lets answer that again" in loud manly grunts i start slamming my punches in ur abs then chin until i see u are getting disoriented again.

My eyes rolling as you start your next assaults on my upperframe while I am still caught defenseless. I grunt deep while all my body gets destroyed roughly.

"So scooper fid u change ur mind" i ask with my glove dupporzing ur chin so you can look me in the eyes.

Still with my arms inescapably trapped in the ropes, your immense glove is placed on my chin. Forced to look up. Your eyes looking down confident, demanding, dominant. „Change my mind!? Hemmpff … YOUUUU…“ I yell in a try to sound threatening while I deep inside know that I am already delivered into your control.

"What me?" BANG "Can u even speak or think" BANG "more?" BANG BANG "U WILL KNOW WHO IS YOUR MASTER!"

"MAAAAASTEEEERR!“, I yell back loud in some high pitched voice as you keep your destructive hard slams while I am still trapped. No way out. No defense anymore.

I grab your head between my gloves "One word wont save u!" I scream and punch ur face "cmon better " i spit on u.

I shiver as the leather of your gloves get on my cheeks. Guide my view up. I grimace while you don’t give time as your large glove follows with a next hard punch into my already bloody face. Close my eyes as you follow spitting down on my face.

"Cmon scoop use that last energy u got to beg ur way out!"

„Beg out … ahhww … PLEASE. DOOOOOM!“, I finally beg up to you. „My last energy. Ehmm … you‘ve robbed me … PLEASE. …!“, I add in my growing desperation.

"Who's king here? Huh who owns u and can break u?"

„FUCK. OUHMM … how!? Okey, okey. It‘s YOU … shit. Why!?“ I stutter in my answer to your humiliating question.

I throw my gloves away and grab ur neck not choking just threatening "what does winner get? Huh?"

My eyes stare up. As your huge paw like hands keep my throat secure, my eyes start flicker nervously. „The winner!? Ouh shit!“ I hiss. Feel my growing cockhead unintentionally touch the inner of your thigh. I twitch. „Ehm - NOOO!“, I yell out scared.

I untie u and throw u on the ground take my 9" spam in your ass grab ur hands pin them and start pounding u so hard ring shakes in rhythm of ur screams.

The following is quick. Before I realize, you get me down. My face turned into the ground. My arms fixed. No way up as your full grown nine inch snake enters my cave and takes it over. I scream out while you pound me roughly.

Yea milk me milk my ass you cocky muscle bitch thinking u can challenge me here fuck i was too mercyful fuck uh uh.

„Mmmmerciffffuuull!?“, I yell back in some asking tone, followed by a desperate grunt as you keep destructing my cave with your immense sword. My full grown eight incher pressed into the canvas.

"Fuck yea ah ah fuck scooper u are gonna be my bitch u know that" ur g spot must be screaming by now.

„SCREAM - ahhwww … YEEEESS - hemmpff … NOOOOO! PLEASE … Grouaahhww … DOOOOOOM!“, I scream scared as you mercilessly keep fucking me hard.

"YEAAA WHATS THAT SOUND CUM FOR ME BITCH " BANG BANG BANG

You keep pounding hard. Without any mercy. My own full grown hard cock pressed into the canvas starts leaking while in all this exhaustive action my body is tensing.

Yea cum im so close fuck fuck guck yes ughhh i bust a huge load filling up ur damaged hole.

Totally delivered to your control, my butts flex on your hammering sword as you start filling my ass with your warm seed. My entire frame tensed to the max. Followed by a convulsion. All my cream erupting into the ground. A lake of white juice beneath my gut. I grunt in my deep frustration how you‘ve dominated and controlled me.

I take bit of ur cum from ground on my fingers and slam them in ur mouth "remember i will be back for more" i lift u up and throw u out if the ring ending this onesided beatdown.