Dating App Victim

When I woke I was in the position I initially described. One thing I forgot to mention was that whilst I was unconscious all my body hair had been removed so I was now completely nude.

Eventually the door opened and the two sisters walked in and finally the chains were removed and I could get some feeling back into my arms. I wasn’t allowed that sort of freedom for long as my wrists were soon strapped together behind my back and a leash clipped to a ring on the collar around my neck. I was led out of the room and down the damp corridor to yet another room.

That room was much larger. It was lined with mirrors and in the centre was a boxing ring and around it multiple cameras sat on tripods all with red lights flashing.

‘Welcome to our wrestling ring’, one of the sisters said. ‘Our clients pay to watch bouts and today they will watch you.’ ‘I don’t know anything about wrestling’, I said and she laughed; ‘you will learn!’

‘First you need to look the part’, the other sister said. A stiff leather jockstrap was buckled around my waist and through my legs and that was then covered by a pair of silk boxers and over the top a red leather kilt that hardly covered my arse.

One of the sisters climbed into the ring and I was told to follow. I stood in the corner not knowing what to do. She walked around and suddenly reached out and grabbed my wrist. I wasn’t quick enough and she pulled me forward and suddenly I was flying through the air and landing heavily on my back. It hurt and I cried out in pain.

A boot drove into my leg and then I was pulled to my feet and swung round and slammed into the corner post, my back once again taking the impact. I fell to my knees and I didn’t see a boot swing round as she pivoted and it clipped me on the side of my head and I saw stars.

Suddenly she was on top of me forcing my head to the canvas whilst she pulled my left leg into the air. My ankle was twisted adding to the pain. I was then pulled me to my feet only to be thrown against the ropes. As I rebounded her outstretched arm caught me in the stomach driving all the air from me.

As I lay once more on the canvas trying to get air into my lungs she sat on top of me and I felt her hands undo the belt of the kilt and suddenly it was held above my head and thrown from the ring.

She showed her strength when she pulled me up and lifted me above her head before slamming me down on my back on the canvas. As I tried to recover her hands pulled the boxers from me and now I was just wearing the leather jock strap.

Once again she pulled me to my feet and this time she forced me against the ropes and after spreading my arms across the top rope she pulled the middle rope up which trapped my arms. Try as I might I couldn’t free myself. Her boot landed in my midriff followed by a chop to my upper body. The jock strap was removed leaving me naked.

I tried to reason with her but she laughed and nodded to her sister who was standing outside the ring. She tossed something to her sister and I soon found out what it was when she forced a rubber ball into my mouth and buckled straps around and over my head securing the ball in my mouth.

My arms were freed and she set to work clinically hammering every limb in moves that I don’t remember from any wrestling match I ever watched. When she finished I literally couldn’t move for the pain.

Her sister climbed into the ring holding a camera. As I lay exhausted on the mat the victor knelt down and grabbed my cock which surprisingly was erect and pumped me to a climax; literally the only pleasurable thing in the last several minutes!