Chapter 2: Bear vs Wolf
‘Hey man, you look pretty strong and I like taking on bigger guys when I wrestle. You interested in accepting my challenge?’ the message read.
The guy’s height and weight in his bio read 5’11 and 190 lbs. From his profile picture, he looked pretty lean and cut. He was also in his late 20s so I figured I’d humor him at least.
A week later, he’s now in my garage and we’re just about to get started.
Although I towered over him like every other opponent, this guy had some kind of fire in his eyes. Not like the naive confidence that punk kid Davy had, but real tenacity. Like I was just another stepping stone in his path to victory..
We stood on the mat sizing each other up. Me in another one of my singlets and him in his black square cut trunks.
“I never got your real name Junior. You wanna let me know before I mop the floor with you,” I said cockily.
“You can just call me Slayer, big guy. If you actually beat me, then I'll tell you my name.” he said.
“Fair enough.”
Giant-Slayer was his name on his wrestling profile. I guess his name was what led me to accept his challenge. I just wanted to be the giant that would slay the slayer…
The rules were pretty simple, to go until one side couldn’t continue. We’d reset after one of us tapped, but the match would only end when one side conceded total defeat…
“Show me how tough you are Slayer.” i said raising my arms, challenging him to a test of strength.
“Fine.”
We locked hands and began battling for dominance. Although I had the size going for me, this guy had a lot of strength. I really had to work for it. I put in all my might and he met me right back with all of this.
Finally he began to lose his stamina and dropped on one of his knees. However, he quickly broke our test of strength and went for my legs. Surprisingly, he was able to lift me up onto his back. Not a second later he slammed me straight onto the mat.
“How’d that feel, big guy?” he asked with a smirk.
“Not bad, Junior. But now that I know what kind of wrestler you are, we can finally get started and I’m even more excited to CRUSH YOU!!! I suddenly got up and grabbed him in a bearhug, squeezing at about half capacity.
“Grrrrr, how ya feeling, Slayer?!”
My hug was met with a few groans of pain, but Slayer started to use his arms to push against my chest. I didn’t wanna overdo it, so I held him for as long as I could until he was able to break free..
Honestly it was impressive. Not many guys can break out of my bearhugs, definitely not the people his size..
Slayer quickly backed up and charged at me with a clothesline. He was so fast, all I could do was brace myself and although I didn’t fall over, he did manage to knock a little wind out of me...
Before I could even counter, he already went for my legs and flipped me onto the mat again.
THUD
Dang, this guy’s fast. I might have size and strength, but I’m not good when it comes to speed and I think he’s starting to realize that.
I tried to move, but Slayer got on top of me and pinned my arms down. I struggled, but he was able to secure me in place and I could tell he was enjoying my predicament.
“Yeah get used to this position, Mark.” he said grinning.
I didn’t mind telling him my name. I want my victims to remember who crushed them and I’m gonna make sure he joins the club...
“Guess you’re big for nothing, heheh.” he kept snickering.
That’s it. I’m sick of this guy being on top.
I mustered up my strength and pushed him off of me. While he was recovering, I quickly grabbed his torso and lifted him onto my shoulder.
“Buckle up your seat belt, little man because you’re going for a ride!!”
“Ahhhhhrrrrrgggg.” he began to groan.
I held him in place and bounced him trying to cause as much pain as I could in this backbreaker. The more pain I cause now, the more fatigued he’ll get..until he’s all mine…
Slayer kept buckling and before I lost control I just let him fall onto the mat.
“Oooffhh.”
Guess the drop knocked a little wind out of him.
Slayer didn’t lay there for long though, he shot up and suddenly went behind my back and got me in a reverse bearhug.
Although his tight squeeze had some power to it, I was able to pry his arms apart after concentrating my strength.
Slayer changed his tactics and jumped on my back and got me in a full nelson.
It was like a monkey and an ape. After a second I was able to once again pry his hands apart, but this time I flipped him onto the mat and by the look on his face I could tell it stung.
“Unnnnggghh,” he groaned.
I noticed I was panting...I may be stronger, but if he has the stamina, I may not have a chance…
Taking advantage of him on the ground, I did a double hammer smash on his abdomen..
“GAHHHrrrrr,” he groaned.
I moved his arms and pinned one with my knee and held the other in place, leaving him helpless to stop my free arm from continually punishing his abs…
With each hit he grunted and the redness of his stomach was a dead giveaway from the damage I was causing..
I pulled my arm back for another gutpunch, but he lifted his legs and locked them to my neck and threw me off of him. He did keep his lock though and also grabbed one of my arms, keeping me in place and causing me to suffocate at the same time…
“Arrggghhhh,” I growled. He had a deathlock on me and I had no other options but to-
“Aghh, I submit!” I exclaim while tapping with my freehand, unable to take the pain of my trapped arm being extended.
“Ha! One for the little guy! Guess you really are just big for nothing.” Slayer boasted.
“Oh, I don’t know about that.”
I grabbed him and locked on tight, trying another bearhug with a little more power than last time. I was definitely a little worn out from his last maneuver, so I had to do something to make up for it.
“Agggghhhhh,” Slayer yelled. He tried to push against me like before, but I wasn’t gonna let him try that again. I tightened my vice grip even further…
Slayer retaliated with even louder screams and even more futile resistance. I was gonna make him pay for getting the better of me....
“Errrggghhh, okay I give!!!!!” he exclaimed. I pushed him off of me and onto the mat. I stripped out of the armholes of my singlet. Our battle for dominance was starting to get to me. I was sweaty everywhere and I could tell it was the same for Slayer.
I quickly flipped him over and then got him in a camel clutch. I wanted to keep my momentum going for as long as possible.
“Awwwggghhh.” clearly the force of me pulling Slayer’s chin back was doing it’s job.
Not for much longer though he elbowed my side pretty aggressively, causing me to roll over.
Less than a second later he propped me up and grabbed my arms, while he positioned his knee directly into my back..
“Aghhhhh!!” I screamed in pain.
He stretched my arms back as far as they could go and I didn’t have the strength to break his hold.
Dang, since when am I the one struggling to overpower my opponent?!
“Come on big guy, give it to me!!” Slayer yelled, stretching my arms back even further..
“AHHHH, ALRIGHT!! I give!!!”
Slayer then moved his knee out of my back and slammed me onto the mat.
I laid there for a second, trying to catch my breath. My arms were definitely starting to feel the effects of his punishment.
That second was short-lived though as Slayer pinned his knees on my upper back. I was confused for a second as to what he was doing but once he grabbed my hands and began fidgeting with the straps of my singlet, I knew what he was after. I tried to retaliate but he adjusted his position and pinned my forearms. My legs couldn’t help me from this position and he was too heavy for me to just simply rollover. After a minute he accomplished his goal and my hands were tied into the straps of my singlet...I was now in a compromised position…
He flipped me over onto my back and then sat on top of my torso and began to gloat…
“What now Mark??!! You ready to submit to me for good?!”
“No way Junior!” I replied proudly.
“Pfft, you will in a sec. You ain’t got no chance against this.” Slayer said as he began to flex. Everything about him looked bigger than before…
“You know Mark, you got some nice pecs..mind if I..FEEL THEM!!”
Slayer grabbed each of my pecs and began to claw at them.
“AHHHHHnnnnngghhh.”
With each second he clawed deeper. My pain was increasing and I was even more humiliated about how helpless I was. Slayer’s legs trapped my elbows from moving. Trying to free my hands from his knot was even harder now...the pain was starting to get to me..
I lifted my legs to go for his neck, but Slayer must’ve anticipated that as he grabbed each one, locking them under his arms. He then brought them forward until they were getting close to my head. My pain and embarrassment were increasing with each second and so were the volume of my screams…
“Come on big guy, I wanna hear it!!!”
I had no choice. I had no options.
“I SUBMIT!!!”
“Yeah, I thought you would.” Slayer released my legs, but remained on top of me and started flexing again.
Dang old man, that’s 3-1. I’m sure you’re starting to get tired. You keep panting so hard, you look like my dog after a run, haha.
He’s right. I was tired. But I knew I’d have to power through it if I wanted to come out of this on top. Slayer had to be getting tired too. It can't be easy trying to hold me down and dealing with the pain of my earlier holds, but my hands were still bound…
“Here let’s go back to those pecs of yours, old timer…”
Slayer started punching each of my pecs, which were already hurting from his claw not a minute ago…
“OW, AW, AWGH!!!”
Each punch was like a dagger. I kept trying to buckle, but didn’t have the strength to knock him off. I also realized I was just tiring myself out even more.
“You give to me for real right now gramps and I’ll stop hehe..” Slayer grinned maliciously.
No way. No way. I don’t lose to punks like this guy.
I gathered my strength and knee’d his back with all I could, which seemed to work.
“OOOF”
My sucker punch tactic worked as it connected with Slayer’s lower back and he began to fall forward shifting his weight enough for me to roll over…
“I ain’t done yet, little man!” I yelled triumphantly..although I was still working on freeing my arms..I laid on top of Slayer while fidgeting with his knot until it finally loosened.
Now with free arms, I stood up to catch my breath.
Slayer quickly recovered and went for my legs, but I wasn’t gonna let him try anything else so I grabbed his torso and lifted him into an inverted bearhug.
“Uuunnnnggghhh.”
I changed tactics and grabbed one of his inner thighs, beginning to gorilla press him…
“Yeah boy!! You can’t stop me!! I pressed Slayer 3 times before dropping him straight onto my waiting knee…
“AHHHHHH!!!!” he screamed. I held him in place and grinded my fist into his abs. He flailed, but there wasn’t much he could do. I pushed him off and stood over him only to drop my knee into his abs..
“AGGGHHHHH”
I was panting, but I had a second wind rise in me and I was gonna use it to the fullest…
I got onto the ground and grabbed Slayer’s head, trapping it between my tree-trunk sized quads…
I watched his pained expression as I switched between intensifying the pressure to simply securing my grip. His hands were instinctively trying to free himself, but he had no chance…
The frightened look on his face was all the affirmation I needed…
He started to cough a little bit and that’s when I released my grip. I began to stand up and watched as he laid there, thankful to breathe again. That relief would be short-lived though as I helped him to his feet and then pressed him into the air and let him fall right into my torture rack…
Painful whimpering screams were echoing throughout my garage...I could see the tormented look on his face from the reflection of my mirrors...I loved it…
“Did you think you could really take me on, boy?!”
I began to do squats. Going slow on the way down and shooting up to make him bounce..each one met with a sharp scream...his arms were flailing but there was nothing he could do.
I changed my tactics and put him on one of my shoulders only to slam him forward onto the mat.
THUDDDD
The connection was met with a weak sigh. I got a look at his face and I could see that he was starting to lose consciousness...
Like a bear against a wolf pup, he did have the speed, but my brute strength was too much.
“Alright boy, you ready to quit?”
“N-n-no.” he panted.
“Fine, just means I can do this.”
I propped him up and as I was standing, I wedged his head in between my quads again, only to quickly drop to my knees, causing his face to connect directly with the mat…
I flipped him over and his eyes were struggling to keep open...perfect.
“Alright boy, you put up a good fight, so I think I’ll give ya a treat…”
I stood Slayer up for what I intended to be the final time. His legs were wobbling and I slapped his face a couple of times to wake him up.
“Here it is, boy..my strongest bearhug!!!”
I lifted him up in the air and squeezed with all my might.
My tight embrace brought Slayer back to earth a little bit and he began to scream and groan again.
His arms were hanging. He had no strength left.
I growled and compressed him even tighter, not to overdo it, because I’d break a rib or two if I wasn’t cautious.
I could tell he was trying to hold back his cries of pain, but I knew the truth...
I could see it..the look of despair and agony on his face. I could feel how brittle his body had become from my punishment..I loved it all. I loved being the dominator…
I knew he was resisting, but after a minute of me bouncing him up and down, swinging him from side to side and calmly coaxing him to surrender, he said, “OKAY I SUBMIT!!!”
“YOU SUBMIT WHAT?!”
“I SUBMIT SIR!! PLEASE LET ME GO!! I’M DONE!”
I eased up, no longer squeezing, but still keeping him secure in my arms. His head dropped on my shoulder and he was breathing sighs of relief.
“Guess I own you now, don’t I boy?”
Whimpering, Slayer said, “yes, sir.”
“So what’s your name, boy.”
“Unnnggghh, it’s Cody, sir.”
“Well Cody, you put up quite a good fight, but since I own you now and all...I think I’m gonna squeeze you a bit more...that’s alright with you, right?”
“Unnnhhh, yes sir…” he whimpered again, knowing he didn’t really have a choice.
“Good, I’ll make this one quick. You’ll be out before you know it.”
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