So, the little wolf worked me over a bit. It happens. Sure, there are matches where you spend the entire time mopping the floor with your opponent, but where’s the challenge in that?
A foot in my face? You know, that took guts.
It also wasn’t particularly smart. It kind of pissed me off.
Aw, does that hurt?
Go to sleep, little bitch.
Yeah, let me take your mask off. You shouldn’t be allowed to wear one, since you’re just little bitch.
I have to say, this was my first time ever unmasking someone, and it kind of made my dick hard. Who knew symbolically stripping my opponent of his power would be such a turn-on? I’d stripped opponents out of their trunks before, but this was a whole new world of arousal.
Oh, I took his trunks too.
Yup, nothing more humiliating than having your own sweaty trunks shoved into your mouth.
Poor Lobolito. He always wanted a rematch, but it somehow never happened.
In his write-up of my match with Mitch Colby over at the Sidelineland blog, Bard mentioned that he’d never seen me become aroused by being beaten; that I’ve taken abuse rarely from my opponents–just enough for people to know it’s happened before, but not enough to be memorable. I suppose that’s true in a way, but one thing that has always been true about me, and my approach to wrestling, is that I am always looking for the stud who is going to dominate me, beat me down, put me in my place and make me suffer…and if you can’t do it, I am going to make you suffer.
I do love beating and dominating a sexy man, of course; who wouldn’t? But I also love the thought of being dominated, controlled, made to suffer and beg and plead for mercy.
Puma did leave me writhing in the corner of the ring at one point.
Unfortunately for Puma, he didn’t finish me off. I was able to get past the pain he inflicted on me, get back up, and take the pain right back to him like the little muscle bitch he was.
And once I smell blood, you’re pretty much finished.
I abused him, smashed his balls, tossed him around like a tackling dummy, and finally finished him off with a sleeper. I emasculated him and took his mask.
And it was time for me to have some fun.
It was a great time.