The Muscle Punishment ﹠ Humiliation Society

<Daddy_Karz> So the muscleman thinks he can wrestle, huh?

<BigPaulRoma> I’ll take you on any time, grandpa.

<Daddy_Karz> I know a club that has a ring in the basement.  All-male clientele.  You would be very popular there with that physique of yours.

<BigPaulRoma> Count me in. Let’s go!

<Daddy_Karz> I enter the ring in my black leather pants and boots, stripped to the waist as audience members cheer seeing Daddy, a champion here.

<BigPaulRoma> I enter wearing my red brief trunks and white boots, showing off my young bodybuilder physique. Crowd cheers my hot body!

<Daddy_Karz> Oh they’re cheering that bod of yours, boy. But not for the reason you might think. I’m looking it over also. Thinking of all the fun things I am about to do to it. 

After the bell rings I go center ring and hold up one arm for a test of strength.

<BigPaulRoma> I see you raise up an arm center-ring and slowly approach, holding up the adjacent arm for us to lock up. I am confident I will win this because of my youth and strength.

<Daddy_Karz> One arm locked, I raise the other arm up so we can begin the Bull Down.

<BigPaulRoma> I see that other arm go up and get ready for the Test to begin for real!

<Daddy_Karz> But just as about ours hands lock I bring up my right knee SQUARE into your lower abdominals. BAM!

<BigPaulRoma> ARRGH! What the—

<Daddy_Karz> I use the arm we have holding to bring you right into an elbow to the jaw, then start taking you back into the ropes with blow after blow all around your head.

<BigPaulRoma> Caught off guard and now this blitzkrieg of head punching. I fall back into the ropes.

<Daddy_Karz> I push your head back on the ropes so that overly-muscled chest of yours is thrust straight out and SLAP! a stinging forearm across the pectorals.

<BigPaulRoma> I roar as my champion chest is smacked by your right arm. Rolling against the ropes I try to get my head together so I can start to mount an offense.

<Daddy_Karz> Grabbing an arm I whip you across the ring so your dazed body hits square on the opposite turnbuckle across the back.  I then secure your head and flip you over in a suplex that lands you center ring.

<BigPaulRoma> Spun into the turnbuckle and suplexed. Things are going too fast for me!  Don’t have time to think.

<Daddy_Karz> I crawl up behind and grab you into a sitting headlock, cocking your head over some to make it even more painful.  “How’s grandpa doing so far, BOY?” I say in your ear.

<BigPaulRoma> Chest heaving, I move my hands up to try to break this headlock. The angle you have on my head causes extra pain but I have to work through it.

<Daddy_Karz> I keep you in the lock for a good long minute, giving the audience a good look at Mr Bodybuilder all subdued by the grizzled hairy Daddy. This is after all what they came to see.  Maybe I forgot to tell you this is also a leather bar.

<BigPaulRoma> I start to bridge up to escape this headlock, grabbing your arms.  Begin to ram my elbow into your side. First one does nothing. Second …

<Daddy_Karz> I begin to feel the fight coming from you and realize this hold is at its end. We roll a bit and then break. Both getting to our feet and facing off again.

<BigPaulRoma> I shake my head a bit but more coherent now. Looking over my opponent and decide on going for an arm to force you into a standing lock.

<Daddy_Karz> Mr Muscles mounts a defense and goes for my arm and I allow him to get it. Interested in seeing what his next move will be.

<BigPaulRoma> Securing his left arm, I then move my right leg between his and go to trip him down so I can get him on the canvas for a cover.

<Daddy_Karz> He tries to trip me up but I hover for some, free arm windmilling as the audience roars. Muscles has some fans now!

<BigPaulRoma> I try again to get him to go down but he is planted firm here. I change my strategy and go for using my upper body weight to crash against him to send him to the mat.

<Daddy_Karz> As I see the young buck positioning his upper body for leverage, I reach up and use my knuckles to raze his eyes.

<BigPaulRoma> ARRGGHH!!  Cheating!! I instantly break my hold as my hands go up to my eyes.

<Daddy_Karz> With his arms held up to his face it gives me a perfect opening for a double pec claw. Sink my fingers in REAL good between the muscle and bone on both of those meaty slabs of his.

<BigPaulRoma> MY PECS!! Out of nowhere this hairy bastard puts on a double claw hold to my chest. My face contorts as the pain is unlike any of the others he has done so far.  So concentrated on that major physique part.

<Daddy_Karz> Muscleboys like Roma always show off their big chests.  So much fun to hurt them in a match, make them suffer RIGHT THERE in front of everyone. And not only does it weaken the pectoral muscles, but if done enough times it makes them so sore it is hard to them to raise their arms. And it’s pretty hard to wrestle when you can’t lift your arms, as this dumb lunk is about to find out.

<BigPaulRoma> His fingers are like vices on my pecs!  I just stand there, totally trapped by him center ring. Hearing lots of men whistling and cheering.

<Daddy_Karz> I walk him back to the ropes by his mantits, then bounce him off and give that chest a few more SLAPS with my forearm.  Just so he (and everyone in the audience) knows who owns that huge chest of his.

<BigPaulRoma> Lying back on the ropes, my upper physique on fire from that devastating pec claw, I get desperate and swing a punch.

<Daddy_Karz> Muscles swings a punch and gets me in the head. I acted stunned.

<BigPaulRoma> I swing again and again. The Heel looks amazed and just stands there. PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH!  I get a second wind now and decide to grab him for a bodyslam.

<Daddy_Karz> The kid grabs my stunned bod and slams me into the canvas. The crowd is amazed!

<BigPaulRoma> Seeing him lying there, I cover for a three count.

<Daddy_Karz> I kick up after two.

<BigPaulRoma> Fired up, I lift him by his head and pick him up for ANOTHER bodyslam, then time throwing my body across him for extra punch.

<Daddy_Karz> Again I am slammed down by the muscleman. I lie there on the canvas, dazed.

<BigPaulRoma> Yeah, I’ve got this one! Seeing him inert on the canvas I get cocky and climb up onto the top rope. Hear the audience hooting as I spread my arms up and jump off the cover for the final pin!

<Daddy_Karz> Ha ha, so easy. After playing possum for a few moves the dumb lunk gets all confident and goes big! On the top ropes, just as I figured he might. I wait until he has sprung off before I roll over so he is introduced to nothing but canvas when he lands. Gravity will do the rest.

<BigPaulRoma> ARRGGGH!!!  Face first, full body onto bare canvas!  My entire body bounces off and lands again like I’m on some trampoline, only it is hard mat.

<Daddy_Karz> I circle behind the prone bodybuilder and grin at the audience. Then look down. “OK, playtime’s over Stud Muscles!” as I begin to kick the small of your back over and over and over with my leather boots.

<BigPaulRoma> Slack jawed, unable to get up as my lower back is drilled AGAIN and AGAIN by this old man.

<Daddy_Karz> I let him lie down on the canvas for a bit before a straddle him prone physique.  Sitting on  his sore lower back, I reach under and once again grab those monster pecs of his, only this time focusing on pinching and twisting on those nipples. The ref can’t see so he will assume Mr Bodybuilder is just getting hurt on his muscles again.

 <BigPaulRoma> NO!!! Totally illegal to grab an opponent there! The PAIN!!! I start screaming and look at the ref, motioning down to try to show him what the bastard is doing to me.  To my NIPPLES!

<Daddy_Karz> Before the ref can figure it out I let go and stand up. I grab his legs and drag him backwards across the ring face down until I can get his ankles tied up in the lower ropes. Then I move to his front,  He is face down and I grab his arms and pull on them, horizontal to the canvas, stretching him out. Then slamming him down face first onto the canvas.  One time. Two times. Three times.

<BigPaulRoma> I am trapped in the ropes and no way I can counter. Even if I had the strength, which I no longer do. More head slams to make me dizzy.

<Daddy_Karz> Keeping those ankles in the ropes, I sit on his lower back and lift up his head in a camel clutch.

<BigPaulRoma> MY BACK!! Being bowed off the canvas in the Camel. My arms pound the canvas.

<Daddy_Karz> After a good minute or two I change position on his back, and facing backwards release his ankles from the ropes and twist them upwards into a Figure 4

<BigPaulRoma> NO! NO!! Now the pain on my lower body. He is going after every part.

<Daddy_Karz> After I feel those oak legs of his has had enough, I release and climb off.  Watch the defeated Bodybuilder lying there helpless on the canvas. Now is when the fun begins.  I go from behind and lift him up by his head to his knees. He looks like an obedient little slave. Then with each hand apply nerve holds to each deltoid muscles group.

<BigPaulRoma> I am on my knees, not able to see him behind me. And suddenly ARRRGGG!! on my shoulders some kind of nerve pinch. PAIN!!!  By reflex my entire body tenses.

<Daddy_Karz> I am laughing. “That’s right, boy! Show all the men your big muscles. FLEX for me, BOY!”

<BigPaulRoma> “I GIVE!  I GIVE!!  PLEASE!”

<Daddy_Karz> I take a big look at the crowd.  “I think he just said ‘please give me more’, right?” 

As I laugh and and majority of the crowd laughs with me.

<BigPaulRoma> “NO! NO MORE!” I scream as his talons dig into my muscles even harder.  My head is growing thick and all I can feel is PAIN.

<Daddy_Karz> i let go and pull him up by his armpits.  Stand him up center ring.  I don’t think the kid knows where he is anymore.

<BigPaulRoma> Head thick and sounds all echo and i can’t move my arms because my shoulders have been injured so hard.

<Daddy_Karz> I stand in front of this dumb lunk and try to make eye contact, but he doesn’t seem to notice. So I do the next best thing. Grab his pecs AGAIN.

<BigPaulRoma> NNNAAARRRRRGGGGGGG!!!

<Daddy_Karz> Holding up the young bodybuilder by his massive mantits. Enjoying seeing how much pain it causes him. Not just physically by mentally.

<BigPaulRoma>  I can’t even talk anymore. My eyes just try to catch his and plead: STOP

<Daddy_Karz> I see his eyes looking for me. Time to play. “Double biceps!” I command.

<BigPaulRoma> Held up by my aching pecs. He is demanding I flex my arms. Don’t know if I can. So much hurt.

<Daddy_Karz> “DOUBLE BICEPS!” as I squeeze his muscletits some more.

<BigPaulRoma> Oh god no no MORE!!!  I lift up my arms.  Do my best to do a biceps pose.

<Daddy_Karz> “You’re my muscletoy now, aren’t you?” I say to him.

<BigPaulRoma> Oh fuck. Now he’s getting kinky. Although I guess the wrestling ended a while back.

<Daddy_Karz> “Are you my muscletoy?” I demand.

<BigPaulRoma> God DAMN this. I stay silent. I don’t care how much he hurts me I’m not doing that.

<Daddy_Karz> I give his pecs another good pump. Watch him jump. “Pleasure or Pain. I can inflict either on you. And I enjoy both. But on such a muscle stud like you, guess which one I like inflicting MORE?”

<BigPaulRoma> FUCK. Everyone in the audience is holding on to this, wide attentive. I remember now what kind of club he told me this was. I should have never come here.

<Daddy_Karz> “Keep those arms up and tell me you are my muscletoy.”

<BigPaulRoma> My pecs are totally trashed now and I am humiliated more than I ever thought I could. But I do not speak.

<Daddy_Karz> Well then, I think to myself. Release the tits and instantly go downwards to his shorts. Grab his balls.

<BigPaulRoma> ARRGHHH!! NO!!!! STOP!!! ARRRGGGGGGGG!!

<Daddy_Karz> “Are you my muscletoy?”

<BigPaulRoma> “YES! STOP IT, PLEASE!  YES! I AM YOUR MUSCLETOY!”

<Daddy_Karz> I let go and get out of his way as he fall forwards.  Let him have some time with him and his balls. Then lift him up by his hair. “Double biceps!”

<BigPaulRoma> Pain everywhere. On my knees again. Think I am still in the ring but can’t tell. Have to flex my biceps so I do.

<Daddy_Karz> I straddle his back, putting my hairy legs around his neck. Locking them in. Choking him a bit at first. Then relaxing them. Finally sitting on his shoulders.

<BigPaulRoma> I feel his body sitting on my shoulders. Almost 3 times my age but beefy and hairy. And I am his toy.

<Daddy_Karz> “Parade me around the ring!” I order.  On his knees, arms up in a double biceps, my riding on his shoulders.

<BigPaulRoma> I start to move forward on my knees, him on my shoulders, flexing my guns.  Everyone is laughing.

<Daddy_Karz> We walk a full round of the ring. I reach down to your left pectoral. “A very good toy. I can’t wait to see what you are going to do when we go back to my dungeon.”

<BigPaulRoma> No… come on….

<Daddy_Karz> Yes.  To Be Continued, BOY

<BigPaulRoma> Yes Sir.

Published: 2025-12-24, viewed 115 times.