A jobbers bad day

[Blman]

A little story am working on
a Jobbers lot is not a happy one

Dean had been jobbing for the European wrestling union for a couple of years, he was slight of build but fit so the bigger wrestlers enjoyed playing with him.

Boredom had overcome him tho and he wasn't getting anywhere with his wrestling career, he wanted a challenge . The lethargy must have showed because after another faked bout where he got rag dolled around the arena for a pittance faking pain his manager took him to one side.....

Geoff managed jobbers and could tell when one was past the play acting stage, dean had no real ability so wasn't worth the effort developing as a full time wrestler , but there are other ways to get a good return. Having 2 new guys just starting meant was a good time to dispose of Dean.

' Dean, he smirked, you ready for a bugger challenge?, more money and something a bit more real..?'

Deans ears pricked up, yeah of course, what u got in mind?, Geoff then told him about the cage fight club, that it was similar to what he was doing, but more genuine , and wouldn't be under instructions to lose and that he could fight back, and the money was 10 times what he was paid... And if he wanted the talent scout was at the gym right now.

Dean not being bright , just said yes, and Geoff showed Dean to a back room where a middle aged but fit looking guy was waiting






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[HangTime]

Promising set-up. I'd love to see how it develops.

 

[greg.squash]

I agree with HangTime, please continue. Definitely great potential for this story to get really erotic.

 

[Blman]

Part 2....

Dean not being bright , just said yes, and Geoff showed Dean to a back room where a middle aged but fit looking guy waited for him, the man asked Dean to strip to his under pants, which he did without hesitation. Dean was ginger and had very fair skin .the guy walked up to him and gave him a slap on the chest, this instantly left a red mark on dean , dean was too stupid to notice that the gentleman immediately had a quick hard on. He asked him to sit down and immediately produce the contract. He pointed to the amount that he would get paid, skipping over pages and pages of small print.

Dean signed.....

The following day dean was waiting in his flat when the van arrived. 3 hefty lads got out of the van. And banged on the door. One of the guys escorted Dean to the back of the van whilst the others stayed behind. After the van had left the two other guys systematically cleared out the flat putting everything into another van including all deans identification , this was all been taken to an incinerator and destroyed

Meanwhile deans van arrived at the gym, it was dark and he had no idea where it was . In the entrance lobby were two rows of portraits , on one side 5 large pictures depicted 5 very well built violent looking wrestlers. On the other side approximately 30 smaller portraits showed a succession of younger prettier wrestlers all of slight build what dean did not notice was that most of the frames were black apart from the last few.

dean was shown to a comfortable looking bedroom and told to be ready for a photoshoot in half an hour , an outfit was laid out for him. to best show off his ginger hair this was in green spandex long trousers withdean in silver letters picked out across his bum with matching green elbow and knee protectors.

The pictures came out really well Dean looked really hot in a series of wrestling poses . His new boss was really pleased with him and told him that one of his other wrestlers was 'retiring' that evening. And it was traditional for a new wrestler to have his debut straight afterwards.

When dean went into the changing rooms the retiring wrestler, jimmy. Was just about to go into the ring dean stupid as ever didn't notice that the guy was sobbing. He did notice however that he was covered in bruises. Skinnier than in the picture in the hallway and unlike dean had no knee or elbow protectors. 2 minders arrived they were muscle bound and jimmy seemingly went unwillingly . Dean could hear the arena from the changing room, he could hear the crowd shouting and screaming , very soon he could hear another form of screening , he wasn't sure but it sounded like jimmy , after several rounds all of a sudden he could hear the crowd screaming ' finish him finish him finish him!' There was a roar followed by a thud and a sickening crack, Jimmy had stopped screaming but the crowd went wild with cheers......

At last Dean began to feel all was not well, the 2 minders arrived and smirking, motioned towards the ring, in denial Dean followed and was greeted with massive cheers on entering the arena, this was exhilarating as he entered he saw the other wrestler remove jimmys blood splattered gold lamme boots before chucking his lifeless corpse over the ropes into the croud, rabid souvenir hunters grasped handfuls of his lamme shorts and sweaty bloody socks before his body was removed by guards and dumped in a large bin one leg sticking out of the top.

Dean froze to the spot as the announcement came over the tannoy "well that's another pair of boots in psycho samurai's collection, a big thank you to pretty boi Jimmy, nearly beating the record of 5 survivals, you did well and your memory lives on... Still we can't expect psycho to be without a playmate , so without further ado, please raise the roof for his new toy..... Dumbass Dean......" The crowd jeared as Dean was led to the ring, he tried to resist but the two minders firmly escorted him to the ringside , and lifted him into the ring, he looked up at his opponent, he was 6 foot 6 tall and must have weighed 20 stone yes some of it was fat but most of it pure muscle he wore black boots black costume and a black mask . Samurai surveyed his new toy and appreciatively stroked his crotch. He strolled over to Dean grabbed him by the throat and whispered in his ear " i'm gonna go easy on you today boy, it still gonna hurt but if you're good you' will still be breathing at the end , i want you alive cuz i'm desperately in need of a f***"......

 

[Blman]

Another chapter........



. Dean tried backing away, but psycho grab him by the shoulders and pulled him towards his large sweaty body , dean tried a wrestling maneuver, grabbing psychos arm and twisting it, but psycho merely unravelled it and twisted Deans own arm violently back in its socket, he groaned, he struggled but psycho merely grabbed his other arm twisting this back also, Dean now wailed as psycho twisted him round and lifted his arms up, forcing him to his knees, his opponent then dropped onto the back of his legs with all his weight, Dean screamed in pain , his pink flesh flushing red all over, then pushed forceably onto the ground before being released .

Dean remembered his rather limited training and ran at psycho with an attempt at a choke strike, this was simply rebuffed by a fist to the face, crack went Deans nose, aaaaaghhhhh, he wailed falling backwards clutching his face,
As he stepped back psycho raised a boot and planted it full square in Dean s crotch , even padded this caused him significant pain to the nuts, he grunted as this kind of pain he was used to, recovering slightly he crouched on one knee considering his options he concluded that avoidance was the best tactic,so he dived to one side, then behind, being young he was quite agile, dodging round the back of his opponent a few times, staying just out of reach by ducking and diving . Psycho growled , but rather than waste time messing about karma he went to the ringside and grabbed a bill whip off one of his b****** turning quickly he lashed out at dean, crack went the whip against deans exposed flesh, he yelped as the leather made contact with his chest, psycho cracked again , and again. This left bright red marks, on his chest. Psycho kept up the assault aiming for his chest and then his arms and then his legs , as Dean turned to protect himself psycho launched himself at the cowering lad, slamming him into the corner post, Dean wailed as he was squashed and winded between psycho and the padded post . Psycho wrapped one of his thick arms around dean's neck, squeezing tightly until dean's face went bright red he was dragged back to the centre of the ring , psycho whispering in his ear " right punk you're going to pay for that now , i'm not having any lad of mine give me the runaround, i normally like the first night with my guys to have them intact. But you give me no choice!" he dropped dean to the floor kicking him in the stomach , Dean wailed in agony, trying to scrabble away, psycho laughed and grabbed his ankle lifting him up into the air with one hand and punch him in the stomach with the other. Psycho then casually dropped him onto canvas , momentarily winded he was just about to move when he saw out of the corner of his eye psycho launch himself off the ropes through the air landing full force on top of deans,, small frame, dean almost paid for the count however just before being counted out psycho stood up. Dean was in agony every bone ached . All the air and energy momentarily beaten out of him he could of got up but didn't. Thinking he would get a breather by lying on the floor , this decision he would regret for the rest of his albeit briefly life he hadn't noticed psycho take something from one of his helpers," right bitch now to make sure you don't give me the runaround again" psycho took aim at deans kneecap with a long baseball bat whack whent the first blow , Dean screamed, but his knee protector held out it did also on the second 3rd and forth blows, on the 5th there was a cracking sound sound as the knee cap protector shattered, there was a different sickening cracking sound for the sixth blow as deans kneecap shattered psycho hit it one more time for the pleasure of it, dean screamed like he has never screamed before, he looked up to see psychos towering frame above him and just astride him. Psycho jump slightly and landed full square and full weight on dean's chest as the referee counted him out dean was aware that's psychos sweaty crotch was in his face and that a small precum stain had appeared.....

 

[lufti64]

Definitly a hot story! cannot wait for the next part!!

 

[Blman]

Cheers, next chapter nearly ready

 

[JASONTWEBBER]

deserves it as he is not bright

 

[Blman]

Post fight trauma....


Psycho stood up and dean fully expected to be carried away by a medical team he was to be bitterly disappointed, psycho picked him up and carried him away over his shoulder. his shattered leg dangling painfully. Psycho took him a short distance from the ring to a comfortable looking bedroom suite its appearance only looking odd because of various metal hooks and rings in the ceiling and floor and a large steel cage at the foot of the bed, he was dumped on the bed , still wailing as psycho peeled his sweaty costume off to reveal a monster cock, ooozing pre cum, " I've been looking forward to this scumbag, " he scowled as he flipped Dean onto his front and placed his cock at dean's hole pausing to chuckle before ramming his massive cock up his arse, Dean had never been touched by a man and to have this big sweaty wrestler fuck him in the arse was more pain and humiliation than he had ever felt , just as he felt it couldn't get any worse psycho began to pump his arse violently. as dean screamed psycho got more and more aroused, causing dean even more pain. Psycho pulled out flipped dean onto his back lifted his legs in the air and rammed is cock in again this time he started to slap dane round the face and then punch him as he did so he got more and more aroused until he came at the instant deans jaw made a sickening cracking noise....

Psycho then inserted a large butt plug in the ruptured hole. After allowing a medic to put a simple bandage on deans knee, and a mask somewhat like a hockey mask to hold his jaw in place Dean was locked in his overnight cage with wires attached to his b*** plug and a large metal crocodile clip on his foreskin, " right boy time to sleep you have another heavy day ahead of you tomorrow", he smirked plunging in needle into the lads neck.........

 

[Blman]

In the morning the alarm went off, this being a timer connected to a battery and dean's cock and arse plug , aaaaaaghhh Dean screamed, when he awoke, he was not in psychos bedroom but still in his cage on a rack along with a dozen other cages all with guys in various states of physical decay. One by one the jobbers were taken from their cages and dressed for the ring. Dean this time was not given elbow or knee protectors he was given very shiny shorts and a padded box before the box was inserted in his shorts one of the attendants wearing thick rubber gauntlets smeared the inside of it with a jelly like substance it was warm and soothing but Dean played it no attention.

Dean knew it was his turn when the wrestler they called chavkiller, came through dragging his jobber Jacob screaming through the changing room. Two attendents then firmly escorted Dean to the ring and thew him in to the ring where psycho was waiting, the crowd cheered as psycho moved towards Dean, he tried to evade but his shattered knee meant psycho was on him straight away, grabbing an arm and swinging him across the canvass into the ropes, Dean turned to feel psychos full weight slammed into him, winded he fell to his knees screaming as he landed on his shattered kneecap, lifted then by his neck, psycho then punched him repeatedly in the gut , as Dean started to sweat the gel in his crotch protector started to react , releasing the acid inside, starting as a mild burning sensation . After the gut punching psycho picked him up and through him towards the post, aaaaghhhh wailed Dean, winded again, his crotch itching, before drawing breath psycho launched himself at him crushing him between sweaty man mountain and metal post, Dean cried out in pain and slumped to the floor moaning, the burning in his crotch became insane and he screamed and looked boggle eyed at his burning cock nd balls he tried to pull down his trunks but before he could manage this psycho picked him up by the neck and threw him over his shoulder, landing on his back , he saw psycho launch at him and managed to roll out of the way , he shuffled into the corner preoccupied with the burning in his crotch he was crying and trying apple of his trunks the only saw a glimpse are psychos big wrestling boot before it connected foursquare with his face, smashing his nose blood poured everywhere dean was screaming for mercy psycho grabbed his good leg by his wrestling boot Dean was swung round and round screaming and shouting until psycho let's go and dean's body was launched into the crowd they promptly threw him back into the ring

 

[BoLove]

Awwwe let him have a couple of agonizing punches to psycho before he gets killed.

 

[forumog]

You do go on smoe more.

 

[Blman]

Screaming Dean crawled into a corner clutching his burning crotch . Psycho immediately strode across the canvas kicking dean in the balls with his heavy boot.the crotch protector shattered under the impact, in a vain attempt to retaliate, Dean stood up and attempted to land a punch on psycho , who stuck his chest out to give dean a target. Psycho laughed at the puny blow and told dean your arm will pay for that, grabbing him by the neck he flipped him over his back that he landed face up on the canvas psycho immediately stamped heavily and repeatedly ondine's right arm at first dean just screamed when he tried to square away psycho kicked him him again in the balls he then stamped hard on his arm with both boots, it snapped with a sickening crunch , Dean screamed as he was counted out and carried from the ring to his cage....

 

[Blman]

Once returned to psychos bedroom, Dean was chained face down on the bed, his briefs torn from him, revealing his pink skinned arse, as he wrythed on the bed psycho picked up a large and heavy flogger, and began to strike the poor prone boys arse, Dean yelped as the leather strips ripped into his flesh
, again and again the flogger lashed his bare skin until blood was drawn form across his arse. Psycho then rammed his massive cock up his hole untill he came massively inside the poor broken boy, then plunged the syringe into his neck sending him to sleep.

Dean woke the following morning to the sound of a commotion, henchmen were busy dismantling, equipment, packing and burning documents, all the pics were being destroyed too , word had got out about a police raid that was taking place following day, the internet went wild , a last deathmatch would be played out in the arena, before the wrestlers dispersed and laid low for a while , all jobbers had to go the way of the paperwork.....

There were 8 jobbers, and the bosses decreed that the best 2 would have the honour of wresting the last match. 6 therefore would not get a chance to wrestle, oblivious the 8 were led into the ring and were lined up, a member of the audience was asked to pick a number ... "6" he shouted, a smirk on his face, the colour drained from face of Billy, a skinny dark haired lad with acne, he already had a busted nose permanently bruised torso and a limp from when nailed baseball bat had been used on his left leg, one henchman swiftly grabbed and held his arms whilst another wearing thick rubber gloves , pulled open the top of his trunks and popped something inside, before letting the elastic ping back, ... Billy yelped then screamed as he felt something bite him, , he wailed helplessly as the pain spread, feeling his skin flare up all over in a rash, as the venom reached his knees he slumped to the ground , his screams stopped as his face became paralysed but his eyes showed the agony of his last few moments before it was over. The crowd cheered wildly, as his corpse was tossed into the crowd after the scorpion was safely returned to its cage.

The remaining jobbers were all sweating as the announcer asked who had drunk from the green water bottle, .... Panicking Jake, realised he had after Jimmy had drunk half, .... Jimmy went 1st, his stomach felt nauseous , then a bubbling sensation, followed by burning pain he was about to scream but couldn't as his mouth filled with foam and he vomited continually for a minute or two before he passed out convulsing , a piss stain growing in his shiny shorts as he died .
Jake wept as he knew what was coming, 1st he felt his stomach swell , as bile rose within it, he bent over in pain as foam filled his mouth and nasal passages , he tried to scream with the stabbing pain in his guts but just burbled, he had drunk slightly less so the death would take longer, he endured long enough to notice his cock rise erect , stiff as a rod before erupting with a deathly cum. He wrythed on the floor taking ages to finally die, his shorts soaked in Piss and cum and his singlet in blood and foamy bile..

Two thugs in rubber protection suits, lifted there remains and dragged them to the incinerators.

 

[lindier]

This is really great. Really looking forward to seeing how you dispose of the Jobbers. Hope they are given a good fuck by way of compensation before they go

 

[Blman]

The panic stricken jobbers were now shackled with ankle chains to the platform they stood on ,just in case one got brave enough to run,

Jacob began to sob as a thug approached him, sneering , " I wonder if u can guess your fate?"
He laughed as he placed a round sticker on each kneecap, ,one in the middle of the front of his white satin shorts, one on his stomach and then one on his forhead ... He looked confused at the concentric circles untill the guy with the crossbow stepped into the ring, aimed and fired the first Bolt , Jacob screamed as it struck him in the knee cap he screamed as the ptotector and his knee shattered in to a bloody mess , he was so busy screaming, he took no avoiding action before the second bolt smashed through his other knee, nooooh! He screamed as blood poured from his knees, and he slumped to the ground , instinctively he covered the target on his crotch, equally predictably the next bolt was aimed successfully at his stomach , his white satin shirt and shorts turning crimson as he bled out, wailing uncontrollably now he felt the penultimate bolt go through his hands into his crotch, ,now lying screaming in his back , cruelly the archer waited several agonizing minutes before Jacob was relieved of this world by a final shot to to the head. Jacobs aerated and bloody body was chucked into the audience who gleefully dawbd themselves with his blood and took scraps of satin for souvenirs..

The 4 remaining jobbers were now sobbing, pleading for there lives,
Nathan was next, unchained but with wrists still cuffed he was dragged screaming To the ring, , dressed in pure white Speedo briefs ,sweating profusely he begged for mercy as a noose was placed round his neck , this was fed through a pulley high above the ring , the opposite end of the rope was waved in front of his face , " who shall I trust with this" sneered the henchman, with that he casually tossed the rope into the audience, Nathan was just thinking of begging for mercy but didn't get the chance before at least a dozen baying spectators grabbed the rope and pulled him violently skywards by his neck, with his wrists tied he could do nothing but erythematosus in agony , kicking his legs and choking , the audience became transfixed by his manhood swelling inside his trunks as his face went purple , after a couple of minutes and a final gasp , his body went silent , as it did so he came , spewing cum inside his shorts, this soon changed to a spreading yellow stain as he pissed his last , dripping down both legs to his limp boots and onto the canvass below in a steady trickle. Henchman then took the rope from the crowd and tied it to the corner post, leaving Nathan dripping above the ring..

 

[madriver]

WOW! 3 to go.

 

[Blman]

The panic stricken jobbers were now shackled with ankle chains to the platform they stood on ,just in case one got brave enough to run,

Jacob began to sob as a thug approached him, sneering , " I wonder if u can guess your fate?"
He laughed as he placed a round sticker on each kneecap, ,one in the middle of the front of his white satin shorts, one on his stomach and then one on his forhead ... He looked confused at the concentric circles untill the guy with the crossbow stepped into the ring, aimed and fired the first Bolt , Jacob screamed as it struck him in the knee cap he screamed as the ptotector and his knee shattered in to a bloody mess , he was so busy screaming, he took no avoiding action before the second bolt smashed through his other knee, nooooh! He screamed as blood poured from his knees, and he slumped to the ground , instinctively he covered the target on his crotch, equally predictably the next bolt was aimed successfully at his stomach , his white satin shirt and shorts turning crimson as he bled out, wailing uncontrollably now he felt the penultimate bolt go through his hands into his crotch, ,now lying screaming in his back , cruelly the archer waited several agonizing minutes before Jacob was relieved of this world by a final shot to to the head. Jacobs aerated and bloody body was chucked into the audience who gleefully dawbd themselves with his blood and took scraps of satin for souvenirs..