Backstage, Titan was getting ready for his handicap match in the night's main event. As the monstrous Russian suited up in his usual black briefs, something on dressing room's TV caught his eye. The match going on was for the TV title; some loser heel named Spike vs. The Champ, Tom Zenk, the Z-Man. The stud had a body that seemed to be made of 100% muscle and smile that melted the hearts of the fans. As if to accentuate his killer frame (and enormous bugle), Zenk wore only a small pair of orange speedos.

The eyes of the behemoth heel widened in delight as he finished lacing up his boots; the thought of draining every last ounce of strength out of Z-Man's perfect body consumed him. How amazing it would feel to have Zenk beg for mercy in his destructive bear hug.

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Down in the ring, sweat rolled down Tom's chiselled pecs as he struggled to break out of the painful abdominal stretch Spike had him in. He had taken a beating in the mid part of the match and his back and ribs killed from a series of back and side breakers he had endured just moments earlier. 'Got to break free' he thought, digging deep into his reserves. As if sensing new life spark in their hero, the crowd began to cheer, 'Let's Go Z-Man! Let's Go Z-Man…” Every one of his sexy muscles bulged and forced as, with one powerful thrust, he broke out of the hold, throwing Spike to the mat in a hip toss.

“You're done Spike!” Z-Man grunted as he watched the heel climb back to his feet. Before Spike could react, Zenk was already in motion, his boot flying up straight into the heel's chin.

“SUPER KICK!” the commentator yelled excitedly into his microphone. “It's over folks!”

Wasting no time, Zenk covered his beaten enemy; the 1, 2, 3 sounding his justly deserved victory!

Spike rolled from the ring as Zenk began to celebrate, unaware that Titan had made his way down the ramp and climbed into the ring.

“Nice win Zenk, but I'm afraid celebrating is a bit premature!”

The champ spun around, the smile on his face vanishing in an instant. “Titan? What are you doing here?”

Looking Tom up and down, Titan took in all of the hunk's sweaty, speedo clad body. “I've come for a pre-match warm up,” he said as he lunged forward hitting Zenk with a huge clothesline. The stud practically flipped from the impact of the blow as he crashed down to the mat. “F%$#…ahhh…” the hero groaned as he rolled in pain. Spike had been strong, but one hit from Titan and Zenk knew this heel was in a totally different league. 'Floored me…with…one clothesline' he thought anxiously, his body already taxed to the limit. 'Got to fight back…’

But it was too late. Titan had the hunk in his sights and immediately began stomping every part of the Z-Man. Tom cried out in agony, desperate to find some way to stop the mad Russian, but the blows seemed never ending. After what seemed like an eternity, Titan finally stopped his barrage and just stood over the fallen baby-face. “I have just started to destroy you Z-Man.”

Every inch of Tom throbbed in pain, so much so that the hero could barely focus. He had taken some beatings in his day, but never had he fought someone so overpoweringly strong. The Russian wasted no time picking his prey up by the back of his trunks before sending him flying into the turnbuckle.

“Ah God!” Tom cried out, as his back connected with the unforgiving corner. Titan would not let up and immediately proceeded to send Zenk into the other corner, then the next. Each time, the stud's back ached more and more until after the 4^th, he collapsed to the ground in sheer agony. A smile crossed the heel's face as he gazed at the broken hero clutching desperately at his injured back.

“I so love watching you suffer” Titan laughed while picking up Zenk in a backbreaker position. He could feel the studs massive bulge and rock hard ass against his hands and arms and it just made him want to dish out more punishment. He hoisted Tom high into the air and then brought him crashing down against his knee in the most brutal back-breaker the crowd had ever seen.

“My BACK! Ahhh F&$#….my back” Zenk moaned, as he spasmed uncontrollably on the mat. The hero's twisted, pain filled expression silenced the crowd. Everyone knew there was nothing Tom could do and that this wouldn't end well for the studly baby-face.

Titan was like a shark smelling blood as he circled the felled champ. Finally, picking up the battered hunk, Titan viciously smashed his forearm into Zenk's already damaged lower-back. A cry of pain flew from Tom's lips, which only excited the sadistic Russian. Holding Zenk upright by the back of his small speedo, Titan smashed his back again and again until Tom crumbled back to the mat; one hand clutching his injured posterior, the other reaching out to the crowd for support.

‘He's so powerful…never felt…anything…like it” Tom moaned, trying to drag himself closer to the ropes. Pain coursed through every inch of his powerful body, threatening to make him pass out. “Got to keep it together.”

Titan smiled as he stalked forward and picked Tom up before he could make it out of the ring. “I will break you Z-Man!” With no hesitation, the Russian sent Tom flying back into the turnbuckle with such force that the stud bounced back out to the center of the ring, only to land in Titan's famous bear hug!”

“AHHRHGGGG!” Zenk cried out, the pressure of the hold too much to bare. “Ahhh…F%$#….hurts….so..bad!” The handsome champ's face was a mask of exquisite agony and with every jerk of his body and moan from his lips, Titan only squeezed harder.

The Russian roared with excitement as he felt the power and strength fade from the Z-Man. The stud was helpless in his arms, whimpering and groaning with each second that past. “What does it feel like Tom, to be so humiliated? So utterly destroyed?”

Zenk couldn't muster the energy to respond; all he could do was cry out, the torture just too much to take. 'Never been beaten like this…my back…going to break….’

Titan could feel Zenk's massive bulge firmly pressed against his own. “Beg for mercy Zenk,” the heel laughed as the camera man zoomed in on the stud's contorted face. “Tell them you submit!”

Z-Man tried desperately to push Titan away by the chin, but with one strong jerk, the remainder of Tom's strength disappeared.

“Say I QUIT!”

“No…won't…give up…” Zenk choked out, the camera still capturing his every wince and moan. His amazingly muscular body, began to sink and soon he was barely standing of his own volition. “ I'll never say 'I quit' Titan…..never…..ARGG!” As if Zenk was a child, Titan hoisted him off his feet into a lifted bear hug, almost doubling the already unbelievable pressure.

The broken stud cried out in sheer anguish. “Too…Powerful….God…too….strong…” Zenk whimpered into the camera, the look on his movie-star face made it clear he could take no more.

“You have made for the perfect warm up Z-Man,” the Russian taunted as he released his hold and let Tom crumble down to the mat, “but your suffering is not quite finished”. Titan took a moment to stand over the beaten champ, relishing in the sight of Zenk writhing on the floor in pain. Finally, grabbing a handful of Tom's thick hair, he hoisted the hero back to his feet.

“No…no….” Zenk protested, but he had no strength to prevent what was about to happen.

With one hand, Titan grabbed one of Tom's forearms and with the other, he reached down between the hunk's sturdy legs. “I will enjoy this” Titan smirked as he lifted the already defeated Zenk into a torture rack!.

Tom had never been so badly beaten and the pain running through his entire body was overwhelming. With each thrust, Zenk screamed, but Titan was merciless, he enjoyed too much feeling of the hunk held high for all to see. And what a sight it was; the Z-Man's amazing body was perfectly displayed across Titan's massive shoulders, his overflowing bulge bouncing with the rhythm of the Torture Rack. Completely paralyzed with agony, the beaten champ could do nothing. “My back….god…..arrgggg…..ah god…” It was not long before the hunk's flailing arms slowed and soon the Zenk's body was motionless, save for the random spasm of pain.

Finally content, Titan dropped Zenk to the floor. The Z-Man just moments before victorious in the ring was now a broken man laying motionless at Titan's feet. The camera panned over Tom's beaten body, from handsome face down to his full speedo before moving to Titan. The devastating heel looked straight into the camera, a smile plastered on his lips “This is what will happen to everyone who steps in the ring with me!”