The Muscle Punishment ﹠ Humiliation Society

21:57 Leonard: I sent you a message in the morning, after you just woke up. "Come to the gym" i said. No explanations given, no reason to. I don't have to explain myself to my slave. Because that's what have you been since i beat you up in the park. My slave, my little worshiping bitch, the one i call any time i want a warm mouth to fuck or a tongue on my feet. You have been obedient so far, because you know the consequences if you are not. But something this time is different. I never asked you to meet me at the gym.

22:04 Doc_Dean: Ever since you owned me in the park, there has been a shift between us. My first beating by you was rough, but the second time around, my life was in your hands, and while you spared me, you were pretty clear that my life now was only about service to you, and I really felt it now. The brutal use might have been unbearable if you weren't so fucking hot. I have to admit that servicing you torques me up, even though you're way too rough on me. You message me to meet you at the gym. At first I have thoughts of locker room humiliation use, but then I start to wonder about the possibilities. I'm nervous, but turned on as well as I show up, my dick getting hard in my pants. I look around for you and find you still in the ring. I wait obediently ..... quietly, observing you, waiting to find out where you want to go from here.

22:06 Leonard: "What are you doing, come here" i say, inviting you on the ring. "And lose the clothes. You won't need them" i say, shadowboxing on the ring to warm up. I am wearing my black shorts and it's clear i have been practicing for a while now, my body already sweaty. "I have a fight tonight. I want to be sure i am ready. That opponent might actually be a challenge" i stress the "that", just to point out the obvious. You were my opponent, but never had a chance to win against me. "You can defend as much as you want" i say, a sadistic smile on my face as i beckon you on the ring

22:12 Doc_Dean: You direct me into the ring, and my body stutters, unable to process or move for a moment. I was under the impression that being your slave insured me protection, but it looks like I'm scheduled to be a practice dummy. I gulp, "in there with you?" stupidly as you explain your match tonight. My mouth goes dry and a shiver goes up my spine. I didn't bring gear, so I strip down to my grey boxer briefs. Willing my feet to step forward I move to the ring carefully, realizing I have to defend myself. I remind myself, 'he just wants to spar, loosen up, get warm, right? He isn't looking to exert himself too much.' I smile at you, trying to judge your intensity by your response as I climb up on the apron and step over the middle rope and move to the center of the ring.

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22:15 Leonard: I smile, when you arrive at the center of the ring. "Ding ding" i say, in flattest, most deadpan tone of voice. Then the violence starts. Two roundhouses, one with my left to your liver, and the other, immediately after, to your ribs with my right leg, are launched with all the strenght of my hips, my body twisting on the ground to add more power to each blow

22:24 Doc_Dean: You dispel any misguided idea I had of a light spar as you drive deep into my core with two roundhouse kicks. I wasn't prepared, not even a little aggressive. Instead I was depended on a gradual start. I'm on the mat now, gripping my sides, looking up at you. You're stone cold. Not different than I've seen before, but way too serious for what I was expecting. I push away from you, fighting the intense pain as I scramble to my feet and put some distance between us, trying to set up a defense.

22:27 Leonard: You push away and i follow you like a shark that just smelled blood, advancing with a side kick to your abs and then putting my foot down and pivoting on it for a bone-breaking spinning back kick to your ribs, trying to slam my heel directly into them as the rotation gives my kick more power. I am avoiding your face today. I want you to look pretty for what will come after

22:32 Doc_Dean: Your side kick slams into my abs, which takes the wind out of me, but I'm still pretty fresh and I avoid another rib destroying heel you direct at me. Catching my breath, I laugh and congratulate myself as I comment to you, "missed that kick." I take a defensive position, feeling better about my chances as I focus on your limbs.

22:34 Leonard: I smirk and i say "see? You are not completely useless then". I see you are tighter in defense now, so instead of going for your body i go for your legs, aiming at your thighs with fast, powerful low kicks, trying to slam my shin against your meaty legs again and again

22:38 Doc_Dean: Your shins feel like baseball bats against my thighs, and I hop back and to the side trying to absorb the strikes without toppling. I move my arms down to block some of the kicks, because the sting hurts like FUK. Feeling a little more effective now, I manage to push away a few of your lethal strikes. My mojo is starting to kick in.

22:40 Leonard: Suddenly my leg moves up at the last second, for a humiliating question mark kick, trying to slap your face with my foot. It's not excessively painful, but it's sudden and unexpected, just in case you were getting any ideas.

22:44 Doc_Dean: you reassert your prowess, bitch slapping me with your foot across my face in a complicated kick. I can taste your sweaty foot stink on my lips, and surprisingly I like it, and smile a bit. I know I'm in deep, but why not make it fun I think as I reposition and then move in attempting to connect a straight foot to your abs and push you back.

22:48 Leonard: You go for a simple but usually effective front kick. I simply use my arm to move it out of the way in a circular movement, scooping it up and chatching your leg, leaving you with only one foot to stand on. Then it's time for my front kick, right under your thigh, followed by a clean sweep. You know i could have kicked you in the balls easily, but i am trying to keep it clean...for now.

22:53 Doc_Dean: My counter my move and I find myself swept and laid out on the floor. I think about stomping your body with my legs as I lie on the mat, but you've stayed clear of my limbs, once you dropped me. Shaking it off, I try to jump to my feet enthusiastically, wanting you to see I'm not out of it. "Is this the kind of challenge you were looking for to get ready for tonight?" I ask trying to taunt you. I circle you, hoping my taunt gets you to react and do something sloppy and stupid.

22:56 Leonard: "No. I don't expect you to provide a challenge Dean. I expect you to provide release" i say, coldly, before coming in with great speed in a well practiced combo. First a lunge to punch your solar plexus, using my flexibility to hit you from a longer range than expected. Then i move up like a coiled spring, tryng to slam my knee in your abs to bend you before finishing with a painful elbow strike to the top of the head.

23:00 Doc_Dean: You stab my ego by telling me that I was never here to challenge you, just here to provide a release before your match. I didn't expect that anymore than I was prepared for your next combo of moves that leaves my body and brain aching face down on the mats while I groan.

23:01 Leonard: I stomp the back of your neck. Hard. A little bit harder and your spine would have broken. I grind my heel, truly making you feel the power of my legs as i crush you underfoot "Did you really think you could be a challenge for me Dean?" i say, cruelly mocking you

23:06 Doc_Dean: I feel dumb that I thought I was doing as well as I was, but I'm still pissed as fuk that I feel so impotent against your power. As the pain of your foot to my head throbs, I boil inside and spit angrily "Fuk you". Immediately I gulp nervously wondering if I went too far. I get up to my hands and knees to get back to my feet.

23:08 Leonard: My reaction is immediate. As soon as you get back on your knees and try to get up, my open hand strikes your throat, crushing your windpipe with fingers held rigid like a spear. "What did you say Dean?" I ask, eyes narrowing for the anger, grabbing your chin in an iron grip while you suffocate after the strike

23:13 Doc_Dean: My head held in your vice grip, my air cut off, I can see and feel how angry you are. I look up into your cold dark eyes, struggling for any bit of air, a tear rolls out of my right eye and down my cheek. My moves checked and superseded by you, I'm helpless again. You seethe with anger and I can see now that you'll make me pay.

23:15 Leonard: I slam my knee into your solar plexus. Again and again and again. What little air you can get from your bruised throat is forcefully expelled. I am choking you out by striking you.

23:18 Doc_Dean: If you weren't holding me in place on my knees in front of you, I'd be gasping for air flat on my back, but you drag me into position, holding me by my hair so that you can damage my core with a bent knee, like you were hammering nails into my midsection, I continue to gasp expecting to pass out at any moment. Your grip on my hair makes it feel like you are tearing the strands from my scalp, my head burning I continue to take the abuse you're delivering.

23:21 Leonard: I send you down with a final kick to the chest before putting my foot on your face pinching your nose between my toes while my sole is right on top of your mouth, smothering you.

23:30 Doc_Dean: Your feet are like belts striking my body until I collapse before you. Your foot placed on my face creates the perfect visual of Alpha and beta as you suffocate me in front of whomever might be watching us now. I wonder why I'm now passed out yet as the familiar smell and taste of your feet is making my dick rock hard in my boxer briefs, and the pre I am pumping is the only thing not causing me intense pain and distress. Wondering what will come

23:32 Leonard: Suddenly you feel the pressure on your face ramping up, as i stand with all my weight on it, balancing with my hands on the ropes. Your nose is crushed between the edges of my feet, your mouth completely sealed, and you get to feel all my weight directly on your skull

23:40 Doc_Dean: My dick continues to throb as you lay me out, crushing my head and suffocating me as I function as your doormat. My hands reach your ankles with no chance of unseating you, but I hang on to them, worshipping your feet a bit with my fingers as my dick spurts pre into my shorts. I can see your powerful body above me, punishing me, and I admire you in some perverse way because of what you are doing to me, removing the weak to make way for the strong.

23:43 Leonard: "Good boy Dean. very good" i say, to your complete submission. I let you then, smelling my feet, hearing my words of approval, to seal this sensation into your brain completely

23:49 Doc_Dean: As you free me from your crushing hold, I gasp for air and flip to my stomach, immediately laying kisses on the tops of your feet. "How can I serve you?" I ask enthusiastically, your dominant position re-asserted in my brain. "How can I make you happy?" I plead, almost begging you. I can feel my dick grinding into the mat and pumping pre as I show you the respect you deserve. "I know this is where I belong Sir?" I assert as I focus on your needs.

23:52 Leonard: I force you up by pulling your hair, on your knees and start fucking your throat, deep and fast, using you while my foot crushes your cock on the ground, putting my full weight on it. I can feel it throb under my sole, but the pressure is too much to allow you to cum. You are just an object for me now. You pleasure is irrelevant. Only your pain matters

23:58 Doc_Dean: I feel my hair being torn out again as you hold me before you, your cock and pelvis acting like a rapid fire machine gun, destroying my throat, your lower abs bruising my upper lip and mouth as you slam brutally hard into my face. My pain becomes your gauge of satisfaction, so I lower my pelvis to give you better access to crush my useless balls as they continue leaking everywhere as my eyes roll in their sockets to take you in and record your position over me and your use of my inferior body and mind.

00:02 Leonard: I have a devious idea and i stop fucking your throat, though i still crush your cock with my foot. "You know Dean, your throat feel so good" i say, caressing your face, almost romantically "You should get to feel it too". I say, kicking your chest to send you down. I grab your legs and pull up, folding you in half, ass in the air. My cock slides down your cheeks without issue. Not ones that can't be solved by more force. And then i keep applying pressure, putting all my weight and strenght on it, as i grab your head and pull up while pushing your body down. Soon you realize with horror what's happening. I am trying to make you suck yourself off. You are not nearly flexible enough for this. I don't care. I will force your own cock into your mouth, no matter how much pain i'll have to inflict

00:07 Doc_Dean: You taunt me about my cocksucker's mouth, and then before I can figure out what's going on you are trying to bend my badly beaten body 180 degrees. I cry out, "I can't...... please stop...... please" as you lace your fingers behind my neck, pulling me with more force than my neck and vertebrae can take. I whimper again as I look in your determined eyes and I gasp as I can tell you won't stop. "pleassssse" I wheeze.

00:10 Leonard: You see my eyes spark with sadistic glee as i ingnore your pleas, pressing down and ignoring the resistence of your muscles and vertebrae. Something pops, but i don't care. I am sure some muscles will be torn by now, but i don't care. All i care about is seeing the tip of your cock inside your mouth. I fuck you hard and deep, adding pleasure and pain together to this terrible experience.

00:15 Doc_Dean: I feel your cock press into my overly-tensed pussy and it feels like you are tearing it apart as you begin to thrust as you drag my head forward until my dick head is at my lips. I feel things popping in my back and neck, and I sob in humiliation as you literally force my dick into my own mouth. A profile of my body shows it folded over itself in the most unnatural way, and my frequent howls attest to the damage you are doing to my spine, tendons and muscles. I feel like you are fucking me more for the humiliation than the pleasure as you slam my ass while you choke me on my cock.

00:18 Leonard: Suddenly you feel your nose pinched. I look at you from above saying "If the pain is too much just bite down" i say, mocking you as you suffocate on your own cock, while i slam into your prostate again and again, you can tell i am close "cum for me Dean. Cum for me and drown yourself" i say in a commanding voice, going harder and deeper than ever before

00:23 Doc_Dean: Your sadism is creative as you suffocate me again, and as you are now really raping my hole, you want to humiliate me more. Getting in my head, telling me to cum, you know I can't resist your mind fucks. The more you overpower me, the more I obey. The more you hurt me, the better it feels. The more you control me, the harder and leakier I get. The more you command me to cum ....... the more I cannot stop it. Finally, as I feel you taking the very last of my humanity, I give you exactly what you want as my balls explode, flooding my own mouth with my useless seed as you destroy my sensitive hole.

00:26 Leonard: I keep your nose pinched, stopping your breath, forcing you to drown in your cum. As you do i feel your ass tense, i feel you squirm under me and i cum myself, looking at your suffering face, the most beutiful vision as i flood your ass with my seed, moaning shamelessly as i claim you as my property. The last thing you see before going out is my satisfied face. Your reward

00:33 Doc_Dean: My body wrapped up like a number '6', my face in my crotch and my legs extended out over my head, my eyes locked into yours, mesmerized by your power, your control of my mind, my body, my lust and desire. There is nothing left of me without you at this point. Watching you rape me like I am nothing but a piece of meat is the most satisfying. It tells me you understand your superiority and use it. We are not equals, I am not even human next to you, just your possession. As you carve out my insides with your steel cock, it breaks me until I have no will left, except for what you want of me. My body is limp, accepting, only there for your needs as I receive your perfect cum and accept my position as your animal.

00:35 Leonard: I let you go, limp, on the ring, ass and mouth leaking cum. Now i am ready for the fight. I'll win of course. And you'll be there to see me and suck me off after. My big, faithful slave.