#abassault

(( Art is commissioned from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant. Original story by me. )) Ethan started his message to everyone in dominant fashion. As he got up from his mount of Wyatt, he looked down at his Beta and grinned. Ethan knew Wyatt had no idea what he was going to do next and Ethan loved it. Ethan wanted to make sure that Wyatt could not get a second or third wind so He placed his right foot right next to Wyatt's head and slowly knelt down. Wyatt did what any man would do, seeing someone about to kneel on your neck and put his hands up to resist Ethan's leg; however, Wyatt was too weak to keep Ethan off. Ethan was able to finish kneeling on to his right knee with Wyatt's hands trapped underneath. "AckkkkAhhhhAccckkkk!" Wyatt felt the pressure of Ethan's leg across his throat and tried not to panic over the fact that his windpipe was clamped shut. Wyatt arched his back to try and force Ethan off, but again, Wyatt played directly into Ethan's hand. "BAM!" Wyatt collapsed as Ethan buried his right fist into Wyatt's abs. Having been weakened and softened from multiple moments of abuse, Ethan was able to strike deep and hard. A loud groan escaped from Wyatt's lips as he felt the fist of Ethan dig deep into his abdominal muscles. "You want to tap don't you?" taunted Ethan as he looked down at Wyatt. "You know the fight is over. You know you've lost. Now you have to decide, do I keep taking the punishment or do I just give up?" "BAM!" Wyatt felt another fist go deep into his abdominal muscles. "NNNNNUUGGGGGHHHHHH!" Wyatt could feel his soft abs completely give way under the force of Ethan. His once rock-hard cut abs were completely destroyed by Ethan. As Waytt looked up, he realized how humiliating of a position he was in as Ethan's large bulge was the only thing he could see. Ethan's question lingered in his mind. Did he give up and end it? Or did he take Ethan's abuse until Ethan decided to knock him out? Ethan had masterfully played Wyatt. Wyatt had to choose to swallow his pride and do something he'd never done: tap out or risk severe injury by taking whatever Ethan decided to dish out.

(( Art is commissioned from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant. Original story by me. )) nnnnnhhhhhgah...grrr..." Liam grunted as Damion twisted the right fist that he caught forcing Liam back and around. Liam, no matter how hard he resisted, soon found himself in a dragon sleeper combined with an abdominal stretch. Damion's powerful left arm not only began constricting around Liam's neck, but also pushed Liam down and back pressuring his back as it was bent in the opposite direction it was supposed to bend. Liam thankfully practiced yoga resulting in a highly flexible body so while the bending was uncomfortable, it was not yet painful. Damion had rested his right hand on Liam's hip to secure the hold. While pressing down on the hip he stretched Liam's abs. Liam's abs were taut, his breathing highly noticeable as his abs expanded and contracted with every breath. Fans were in awe of Liam since it was noticeable that there was no panic. The cameras zoomed in on Liam's stretched out body and while the real time voting started trending more in Damion's favor, Liam's body was trending high. Female and Male fight fans were liking the visual of the Oregon Regional Champ's abs being flaunted and stretched for their viewing pleasure. The hashtags #bendhimmore# and #breakhim# quickly started trending as fans unleashed pics focused solely on Liam's abs.  Liam grunted out, "Appreciate the stretch help, my friend, but this is nothing compared to what I do myself. Show me what you've got, you weak ass punk!" Liam focused on breathing normally and started to think about ways he could get out of this hold. He knew he was not in trouble by any stretch of the imagination. Damion may have thought this stretch would start to break him down, but Liam could bend even more in many different ways. He had focused on flexibility to help him beat many fighters who loved to use submission holds to wear their opponents down. Liam had seen how Damion could bend his opponents, so while practicing yoga, Liam had focused on bending himself as much as he could. He had his training partners slowly bend him in all the different ways they had seen Damion bend people. Liam was confident that he could withstand anything Damion did to him. Damion slowly turned his head and stared at Liam and scoffed, "Not worthy." His voice was dark and cold. Liam could see the rage within Damion's eyes. Something told him this was only the beginning. He needed to get out of this and find a way to make room between them or Damion would start to break him in other ways.