As a captivating pro wrestler, I would engage in an intensely erotic and one-sided match, both of us adorned in skintight spandex pro trunks that accentuated every muscle and curve. This encounter would be a masterclass in dominance and submission, a testament to the art of professional wrestling, but with a distinctly sensual twist.
The match would begin with a series of powerful moves, showcasing my superior strength and skill. I would start with a series of scoop slams, lifting him effortlessly before slamming him down onto the mat, making sure he felt every inch of my control. This would be followed by a relentless barrage of bearhugs, my bulging biceps crushing him against my rock-hard abs, leaving him gasping for air and craving my mercy.
As the match progressed, I would transition into scissor locks, my toned legs entwined around his torso, squeezing him tightly, eliciting moans of both pain and pleasure from his quivering lips. Each time he thought he could escape, I would tighten my grip, reminding him who was in charge. Arm bars would follow, bending him to my will, his body contorted in ways that only a true wrestling aficionado could appreciate.
But the real spectacle would be my torture rack, a move that would have him begging for relief, his body stretched to its limits, his muscles straining against the unforgiving embrace of mine. Yet, even in his suffering, there would be an undeniable allure to his submission, a beauty in his desperation that only served to fuel my desire to push him further.
The piledriver, a classic maneuver of power and grace, would come next, driving his head into the mat with a thunderous impact, leaving him dizzy and disoriented. Boston crabs would follow, my legs locked around his, pulling his body backward, arching his spine in a display of agony and eroticism. Each camel clutch would bend him backward, his body a canvas for the depiction of my dominance.
Throughout this marathon of wrestling, we would not stop for a single moment, pushing the boundaries of endurance and passion. His pleas for reprieve would fall on deaf ears as I reveled in his anguish, enjoying the power dynamic that played out between us.
The crescendo of the match would come as I forced him to strip down, piece by piece, revealing his sweat-drenched, trembling body. I would then command him to kiss my boots and grovel before me, his mouth pressed against my toned glutes, a symbol of his complete surrender.
As the audience watched, I would make him feel small and insignificant, a mere plaything in my hands. His suffering would be a performance, a testament to my power and his willingness to submit. This erotic dance of dominance and submission would leave him, and everyone watching, craving more.
The final act would be a series of spladle pins, his legs spread wide, his body pinned beneath me, his eyes gazing up at my triumphant pose. This would be a match that neither of us would forget, a story etched in the annals of our shared wrestling fantasies, a tale of unbridled desire and unyielding power.
Tie his wrists to the wall behind him, beat his gut with my bare knuckled fists until his stomach skin is red, raw and SORE. Aim for his NAVEL as target. Enjoy listening to his moans & groans of pain & pleasure. Keep pounding his gut nonstop for at least 2 hours. 👊💥🔥🥵💪
Great pic. Since you are looking weak in the knees and wobbly, I’d grab a nice handful of hair to hold you up and slap you with disdain in your face, pecs and abs.
Then, I’d scoop up your limp body and crash you down across my knee into a backbreaker with the momentum causing your limp body to severely arch.
After some Ab clawing, I’d turn you over on my knee, pull your speedo down** and spank your ass red as a final humiliation to beating you up and dominating your small bod.
**Optional: pull ispeedo down while you are in the backbreaker and punish your manhood before flipping you over to spank you. 👹
Hawkewind (0)
27 days agoAnd what would you do to this bear
Hawkewind (0)
27 days ago(In reply to this)
Finally a pic lol Please log in to view gallery photos.
Mortadelo (11 )
26 days ago(In reply to this)
If you ever came to Benidorm in Spain I would destroy you in any and every way you like.
RED DADDY (3)
10/22/2024 2:40 AMRip off his speedo and abuse his cock balls and ass!
c thomas1984 (5)
10/14/2024 2:23 PMNonstop full weight chest & back buttdrops and feet 🦶🏻 trampling, then full weight chest, & head, & face sitting 🪑 with face farts 💨
Squeeze-Toy (0)
10/20/2024 9:42 AM(In reply to this)
Damn Hot!!!
bigt730 (13 )
10/14/2024 8:20 AMAs a captivating pro wrestler, I would engage in an intensely erotic and one-sided match, both of us adorned in skintight spandex pro trunks that accentuated every muscle and curve. This encounter would be a masterclass in dominance and submission, a testament to the art of professional wrestling, but with a distinctly sensual twist.
The match would begin with a series of powerful moves, showcasing my superior strength and skill. I would start with a series of scoop slams, lifting him effortlessly before slamming him down onto the mat, making sure he felt every inch of my control. This would be followed by a relentless barrage of bearhugs, my bulging biceps crushing him against my rock-hard abs, leaving him gasping for air and craving my mercy.
As the match progressed, I would transition into scissor locks, my toned legs entwined around his torso, squeezing him tightly, eliciting moans of both pain and pleasure from his quivering lips. Each time he thought he could escape, I would tighten my grip, reminding him who was in charge. Arm bars would follow, bending him to my will, his body contorted in ways that only a true wrestling aficionado could appreciate.
But the real spectacle would be my torture rack, a move that would have him begging for relief, his body stretched to its limits, his muscles straining against the unforgiving embrace of mine. Yet, even in his suffering, there would be an undeniable allure to his submission, a beauty in his desperation that only served to fuel my desire to push him further.
The piledriver, a classic maneuver of power and grace, would come next, driving his head into the mat with a thunderous impact, leaving him dizzy and disoriented. Boston crabs would follow, my legs locked around his, pulling his body backward, arching his spine in a display of agony and eroticism. Each camel clutch would bend him backward, his body a canvas for the depiction of my dominance.
Throughout this marathon of wrestling, we would not stop for a single moment, pushing the boundaries of endurance and passion. His pleas for reprieve would fall on deaf ears as I reveled in his anguish, enjoying the power dynamic that played out between us.
The crescendo of the match would come as I forced him to strip down, piece by piece, revealing his sweat-drenched, trembling body. I would then command him to kiss my boots and grovel before me, his mouth pressed against my toned glutes, a symbol of his complete surrender.
As the audience watched, I would make him feel small and insignificant, a mere plaything in my hands. His suffering would be a performance, a testament to my power and his willingness to submit. This erotic dance of dominance and submission would leave him, and everyone watching, craving more.
The final act would be a series of spladle pins, his legs spread wide, his body pinned beneath me, his eyes gazing up at my triumphant pose. This would be a match that neither of us would forget, a story etched in the annals of our shared wrestling fantasies, a tale of unbridled desire and unyielding power.
luckyone840 (27 )
10/12/2024 11:28 AMEndless headscissors, trampling and facesitting!!!
jobbertoy (3)
10/13/2024 8:55 PM(In reply to this)
Endless, that sounds terrific and exciting at the same time
RED DADDY (3)
10/12/2024 5:39 AMCoupla body slams and yank ups by hair!
Bill Parker (45)
10/11/2024 3:17 PMOver the shoulder back breaker, while I squeeze your bulge..
Siones (1 )
10/11/2024 12:12 PMYou have defeated me and I can barely stand. How do you punish this jobber? Please log in to view gallery photos.
GPNavelPuncher (0)
10/22/2024 6:09 AM(In reply to this)
Tie his wrists to the wall behind him, beat his gut with my bare knuckled fists until his stomach skin is red, raw and SORE. Aim for his NAVEL as target. Enjoy listening to his moans & groans of pain & pleasure. Keep pounding his gut nonstop for at least 2 hours. 👊💥🔥🥵💪
Quiver (1)
10/21/2024 4:28 PM(In reply to this)
Helpless for what is about to happen
Heel-eo-trope (6)
10/13/2024 7:28 AM(In reply to this)
Great pic. Since you are looking weak in the knees and wobbly, I’d grab a nice handful of hair to hold you up and slap you with disdain in your face, pecs and abs.
Then, I’d scoop up your limp body and crash you down across my knee into a backbreaker with the momentum causing your limp body to severely arch.
After some Ab clawing, I’d turn you over on my knee, pull your speedo down** and spank your ass red as a final humiliation to beating you up and dominating your small bod.
**Optional: pull ispeedo down while you are in the backbreaker and punish your manhood before flipping you over to spank you. 👹
PierreDef (3)
10/14/2024 6:09 AM(In reply to this)
Yeah - this defeated jobber just has "spank my bare ass" written all over him.
RED DADDY (3)
10/22/2024 2:39 AM(In reply to this)
Yup I agree!
RED DADDY (3)
10/14/2024 12:55 AM(In reply to this)
Exactly what I would do-we would make a wickedly good tag team!!
DirtyFighter (0 )
10/12/2024 4:14 PM(In reply to this)
Blow on him or push him over lightly with your finger. He looks like he's toast.