Training the Champ

Aaron Thomas swaggered back into the locker rooms at the arena after the match, hyped up and on top of the world. He had just finished defending his title and had forced the muscle jobber to submit multiple times in the ring before humiliating him and leaving him to get dragged off by his cronies. All he wanted now was to grab a quick shower, and meet up with the gorgeous chick he had been texting. He had been looking forward to getting his dick in her for a couple days, but was holding back waiting for this match to make it a celebration.
He could see the steam already pouring out of the shower bays as he stopped at his locker. Unfortuantley, the promoter Denny and his manager were blocking his way, waiting for a word with him. They had been on his case about his attitude for several months and have been continously harping about league rules and fines. They said they wanted him to tame down his showboating and humiliation of the jobber wrestle boys he was destroying, but he knew it was what people were really coming for. Deep down, all these fan boys wanted to see a gorgeous italian muscle god like him dominate, humiliate, and humble the muscle posers. Survival of the fittest with the most macho hunk on top.

"Aaron, enough is enough. You can't strip your opponents in the ring. There are rules you need to follow. This is not some no-rules B league. This is a feeder for the big show...and a huge contract."

Aaron ignored the promoters rant, tossing his opponents jock strap at his thin nerdy manager and starting to remove his boots and gear.

"I am the champ. I am the show people are coming to see, and the reason your box office has been exploding."

Aaron stripped off his square cut trunks and let his thick 7.5 babe buster hang freely while he smirked at the smaller men. Standing 6'5" he towered over both his manager and the promoter. He bounced his 52 inch pecs as he turned to face them.

"Face it, people want to see THIS muscle DOMINATE those betas and show them their place."

He punctuated this with a bulging double bicep flex, showing off his 20 inch boulders. His oiled up, sweaty pecs and abs popped as they glistened under the locker room lights. A light coat of chesnut hair dusted his broad chest and trailed down his rippling eight pack. Aaron's stomach rippled as he flexed his cut 8-pack turning from side to side to show off his cut v taper.

His manager tried to cut in: "Aaron, we just need you to show a little restraint and humility, those antics are not right in THIS league. If you want the contract then we need..."

Aaron was done listening and turned to head into the shower, his muscle ass bouncing as he sauntered away.

"As long as I am champ, I am gonna do my thing. I pay YOU to keep things good with the league"

Aaron was two steps into the steamy tiled shower room before it occured to him how odd it was that there were no other wrestlers inside. He felt somthing cold pressed into the small of his back and then tasted metal as his limbs jerked and he stumbled, losing control of his body. He struggled to get his hands underneath him as the floor rose up to meet his face and his large frame slapped onto the tile floor.

"Yeah, you DO pay me to keep things good with the league" he heard his manager say from behind him.

Aaron moaned while trying to push himself up to his hands and knees, his arms and legs spasming. He felt the cold of the taser as it again pressed into his lower back and another round of lightning caused his musles to flex uncontrollably, collapsing him back onto his chest. He could not seem to get his legs back under him, his huge quads frog kicking on the floor as heard yelps and realized they were coming from him.

"Fortunatley, we deal a lot with arrogant, cocky muscle heads". The promoter said as he kneeled over the hurting jock. Aaron groaned as he felt the promoters fingers grasp a hunk of his hair and roughly jerk his head back. His corded neck muscles strained and ached as his head was torqued back so he could stare up at the smaller men. The promoter reached out with a rag and covered Aaron's mouth and nose. He continued trying to struggle as the lights started to fade out and he slipped into unconsiousness.

***

Aaron's head pounded and throbbed as he came to. It was dim, wherever he was and the first thing he noticed was that it was cold. He was still naked and as he tried to move and cover himself he realized his arms and legs were pulled taut and secured tightly. Austin's thick muscled arms were stretched above him with his legs splayed below in a spread eagle position. His muscles bulged while he pulled and jerked, trying futiley to free himself.

Lights flared on, blinding him and sending needles into his brain as he squinted and tried to make out the men entering the room. His manager walked up to him and ran his hands over his coblestone abs causing Aaron to shiver and jerk away.

"Welcome back Aaron, you cocky mutherfucker. Its always a shame when we have to bring a star back here for extra training, but I have to admit I have been looking forward to this."

A managers perspective...

Aaron continued to jerk on his bindings and started swearing and cursing at me. I signaled the promoter, Denny, and he stepped from behind the table with a large cock gag that he tried to work into the struggling studs mouth. Aaron clenched his teeth and lips trying to keep out the invader, until I grabbed his hefty nuts in my hand and jerked them to the bottom of his sac while squeezing them tightly in my fist. As he gasped and screamed, Denny forced the gag into his mouth and cinched it tight, buckling it behind his head.
Drool immediatley started dripping from the corners of his mouth as he struggled to adjust his breathing and get himself under control.
I lightened my grip on his sac into a more gentle massage as I whispered into his ear what we had in store for him. His eyes got wide and he thrashed back and forth in his bindings while spit contiuned to trail down his goateed chin and onto his slab like pecs.
When a superstar gets too full of himself, we have a "program" to help cut them back to size. So far it has had 100% effectivness and I had been looking forward to getting this fucking cocky arrogant prick enrolled.

Denny opened the door again and let the leagues trainer in. The man loomed over both of us, and likely would have given Aaron a challenge even if he was not already tied up and hurting. Standing 6'7" he was a tower of hairy muscle, bearded and with sholders broad enough that it looked like he needed to turn sideways to enter. His head was closley shaved except for a short black mohawk accross the top, and he was dressed in ripped black jeans and a high black leather studded harness that added to his intimidating look.

"I want to introduce you to Piotr, Aaron. He will oversee your training. He is very good at helping with discipline and attitude issues"

Piotr loomed into the room and right up to the table set up beside Aaron. The overhead lights cast his shadow over the bound muscle wrestler as he organized the tray of tools they had laid out. Piotr picked up a set of weighted nipple clamps from the table as he approached and confidently told our champ how much he was looking forward to getting started.

Denny and I turned to leave the room as he tightened the clamps onto Aaron. We got to see his eyes bug out of his face as he screamed into his cock gag and bucked his hips and body. Denny and I snickered as we made bets on how long it would take to get him in shape.

***5 hours later***

I finshed up with another client and wanted to check in on my super star. I have always felt it is important to keep tabs on training to make sure they are making progress like they should.

As I walked down the hall to the training room, I could hear muffled moaning coming through the door. Inside I was thrilled to see my favorite client had already made it to phase two. Piotr had Aaron repositioned on his back tilted up at a 45 degree angle with his legs pulled wider, striated leg muscles straining in a near split position. His torso gleamed, drenched in sweat and his head hung limply forward on his chest as he moaned into the cock gag still lodged in his throat. A fucking machine was secured between his legs with a good sized black dildo reaming out his cunt. As I watched it oscillated between furious pounding, and torturously slow long dicking the jock.
Piotr noticed me enter and added another weight to a chain connecting his nipples.
Aaron shuddered and his veiny cock throbbed as he moaned and weakly jerked on his arm cuffs. A tight cock ring had been stretched over his package and his proud dick looked swollen and purple as he bucked his hips. With a temendous shudder his latest orgasm ripped through his exhausted frame, his cock leaked a pathetically small dribble into a cup Piotr held. Piotr used his free hand to stroke and squeeze Aaron's sensitive cock head a few more times, managing to milk another couple drops from his member while tears poured down the bound hunks face. All the while the wrestle stud shook his head and sceamed a muffled and distorted mercy into his gag. Drool pooled out of his gagged mouth as he gasped, trailing down his jaw and onto his chest.
Piotr set the container aside and picked up the dry erase marker to add another line to the tally on his whiteboard. "That makes 14 big guy, but we want to make sure you are fully drained. I think there is more we can get out of these low hangers." he said, slapping his hand lightly on the head of Aaron's cock and making the throbbing unit bounce up and down against his rock hard abs. Hearing this annoucnement the hunky wrestler broke down into sobs, shaking his head back and forth and groaning as Piotr adjusted the speed on the fucking machine while not so gently squeezing the bound studs nuts in his tight fist.

***4 hours later***

After seeing Aaron almost totally drained, I imagined the hunk had to be close to broken. I gave him a little more time before stopping back in to check on Piotr's progress.

Walking back in, I found Aaron had in fact moved on to the next phase of his training. The hunky bastard had been repositioned again, and it looked like Piotr had him well in hand.

Aaron's beefy pecs were jutting out with his hands cuffed behind his back. His legs had been freed and he was bouncing himself on a massive dildo attached to a chair in the middle of the room. His huge quads trembled as he continued to raise his ass up and sink it back down as far as he could on the 12 inch monster, making it almost 3/4 of the way down. The cock gag had been removed from his mouth and his moans were music to my ears. I positioned myself beside the hunky trainer with arms crossed as I watched the hunky italian stallion struggle. I snickered out loud when I noticed that Aaron's chest, abs, and crotch had been shaved bare. Completley denuded of hair, he looked less macho, but his muscles actually appeared to pop more if possible, looking like they were carved from granite. Best of all, his 7.5 inch pride and joy had been locked up in a tiny black chastity cage. His tool looked cramped and ridiculous bulging out around it's tight confines clearly one or two sizes two small for him.

"All the way slut" Piotr said giving me a wink. "You get to graduate when you learn what your sissy cunt is good for."

Aaron continued to writhe and moan as he sank down, stopping well short of the base as he looked up at Piotr with pleading eyes. Instead of rising back up he shifted from side to side wincing as he nudged another centimeter into his stretched out hole. The formerly cocky jock let out a strangled groan as his ass adjusted to the stretch and he tried to bounce down another centimeter before sighing in defeat. A high pitched whining sound rose from his throat as his broad pecs heaved in time to his labored breathing. My heart sang as I heard this cocky muscle brat actually beg the hairy trainer to help him.

Piotr clamped his big paws on Aaron's shoulders and kicked his legs out from under him as he pressed down, forcing him down with his leverage and weight. The wrestle hunk screamed as his glutes slapped onto the metal chair and the dildo rammed the rest of the way into his cunt in one brutal thrust. Watery cum dribbled from his locked up junk as the girthy tool smashed his prostate and his body betrayed him yet again. His eyes rolled up in his head and he slumped in Piotrs grip as he passed out. Piotr gripped him by the hair to hold his limp head back so I could see the fucked out look on his slack face.

"He will need to go up two more sizes before he is ready for the last phase. Come back in a few more hours" Piotr said as he started lightly smacking the wrecked muscle studs handsome face to wake him.

***The next Day***

I slept better that night than any in the past several months. I had a feeling my troublesome client was going to be in much better shape when I saw him next.

The next morning I walked into the training facility with a newfound pep in my step. Opening the doors I stumbled to a halt as a grin split my face.

Aaron's hunky frame was crouched down on his knees. A puppy tail butt plug peeking out between his bubilicous cheeks, wagging slightly back and forth as his body shook. Aaron's hands were enclosed in mitts and connected behind his back. A wide leather collar was cinched around his neck and Piotr held him firmly with a chain leash attached to the D ring on the collar. Piotr was standing naked in front of the wrestler with his other fist in his hair, guiding Aaron's mouth up and down his rock hard cock as he stoked his dick with the champs mouth.

"Ah, good morning, we are ready for you" Piotr smiled as he gripped Aaron's locks and shoved his cock all the way into the mucle brats mouth. Aaron gagged and retched as he was held tight and forced to take the hairy giants huge cock, balls deep. Piotr waggled his hips seductivly, smirking down at the stud while grinding his pubes into Aaron's face. Tears formed in the champs eyes as his face was sandpapered against Piotrs rough bush, before he pulled him off and let the muscle chump slump onto the ground.

"He has done well, he is much better behaved now" Piotr said.

Aaron looked like a mess. There was no more sign of the arrogant muscle champ wrestler who was dominating in the ring the day before. This Aaron was a cowering wreck, his cock locked and straining in a tiny cage, his eyes hazy and red from lack of sleep. Dried streaks down his face traced tears down to his chiseled jaw, and dried cum glistened on his lips and in his goatee. He leaned on his hip trying to keep weight off the plug shoved in his ass, and to my ever loving delight, cum glistened around his puffy raw hole, dripping down his bubble butt and accross his thigh.

"I have trained him well"

Piotr gave a slight jerk of the leash and the wrecked slut immediatley struggled back to his knees with a panicked look painted on his face. His hands still bound, he urgently rammed his mouth onto the hairy studs 10 incher, trying to engulf it and slurp his tool to the balls.

"We worked him hard. He learned how to heel, but he is going to need regular reinforcement to make sure this training sticks".

Leaning down I gripped the huge plug in his ass and started to work it back and forth to roughly dislodge it from his hole. I could hear the slut whimper and moan around Piotrs thick dick as it popped free. To his credit, the muscle whore kept his mouth locked on the hairy giants cock throughout. Aaron's pink hole winked open and closed as he continued to gargle the giant's cock.

"I have done it before, but I might need a refresher" I said roughly jabbing two fingers into Aaron's muscle cunt, fingering and toying with his sensitive gland.

Stepping back, I stripped down as Piotr guided the compliant muscle stud onto his back before aiming his thick meat back into the choking studs throat.
I lifted Aaron's heavy legs onto my shoulders as I bent the muscle bitch in half and pushed my own respectable cock into his sloppy chute. Aaron gagged and groaned as he was spit roasted by two real dicks for the first time, and pinned like a jobber bitch in the ring. I pounded the bitch hard and fast with my balls slapping against his muscle ass. I wasnt going to last long on this first fuck, but that wasnt the point. Right now was all about making sure he knew who owned him. Piotr slapped the ground three times to signal the bitches final pinning and I grabbed and twisted his puffy nipples as I power fucked the champ as hard as I could, my hips stinging with the ferocity of this pounding. I savored his  squeals and squirming as I thrust deep and pumped an enormous load into his sloppy bitch ass, cementing this new image for me of Aaron as a cum dump and muscle faggot. Piotr grunted as he slammed his dick into the champs mouth, his balls pulling up against the muscle studs nose and releasing a creamy load into his maw. Aaron's throat convulsed as he did his best to swallow the giants cream.

Spent and exhausted, I pushed the hunks left leg off my shoulder and let it flop to the ground, I admired Aaron's hole as it winked open and closed, leaked cum from his puffy slit. Sticking two fingers into his ass, I fished around and pulled them out only to run them over Aaron's lips and ram them into his mouth. I was pleased that he immediatley started sucking on my cum slick fingers. Reaching beside him I grabbed a hold of his puppy plug and roughly shoved it back in his ass as he whimpered and whined.

We will have to wait to see what kind of wrestler he can stil be, but at a minimum he was going to be a well heeled one. "Good boy" I said, patting him on the head.