Battle Royale
By AmazonFan
A triple encounter

"OH YEAH!" Cindy exclaimed as Rick pulled his shirt off.  One look at his bared 
torso and I knew I was in deep shit.  The rounded delts, the bulging arms, the 
impressive pecs, the six-pack abs - the guy obviously worked out and obviously 
outweighed me by 30 pounds or more of muscle.  Why I ever decided to have a 
wrestling match with him for Cindy is beyond me.

She danced over to his side, running her hands over his chest and arms, sticking 
her tongue in his ear.  She ran both hands down his sides, pausing as she got to 
the waistband of his shorts.  She slowly peeled them down and off.  Even flaccid 
as he was now, Rick's cock was bigger than mine when I'm fully hard.

"Show him your weapon," she cooed as she began to stroke him.  Rick swiftly got 
hard and ridiculously huge.

"Strip!" she ordered me dismissively.  I pulled my shorts off, knowing my limp 
six inches would never rival the throbbing cock Cindy was fondling.

"Okay, boys, you know the rules.  One fall by submission.  I get the winner," 
Cindy announced.  "The winner gets this."  Cindy stripped off her leotard, 
displaying her 40DD-24-38 assets.  I got an erection.  She looked at the both of us 
and smirked.

She walked over to me and gently cupped my balls.  "Time was I thought this 
was big," she giggled.  "Don't worry, I told him to go easy on you and get it over 
fast."

Rick walked to the center of the mats and extended his hand.  I shook it.  He 
squeezed hard, making me wince, not letting go.  Then he crunched me with a 
right hand to my jaw.

Next thing I felt was his hand on my balls, squeezing them as he lifted me up 
over his shoulder.

"Airplane!  Airplane!" I heard Cindy call out as Rick obeyed her and put me in a 
dizzying airplane spin.

I don't know if Rick studied as a pro wrestler or just spent too much time 
watching tv, but he proceeded to body slam me four times.  Two would have 
been enough.  Each time I heard Cindy scream with glee.

"Finish him!  Finish him!" she shouted.  I couldn't believe it.  The match hadn't 
gone two minutes.  Rick dropped his weight on the small of my back.  He laced 
his fingers around my chin and arched me back in a camel clutch.  I had no 
choice but to submit instantly.

""Do it!  Do him!" I heard Cindy shout.  At that moment I felt Rick's cock 
ramming into my ass.  The pain from such a huge object made me pass out.

I don't know how long I was out.  I imagine it wasn't that long.  I came to on my 
back, apparently pulled to a corner of the room.  My ass hurt like hell.   It was 
oozing something.  Rick and Cindy were standing in the middle.

"I told you you were a pain in the ass, sweetie.  I wanted Rick to prove it to you," 
Cindy declared.

I was groggy.  They were both naked.

"I said I get the winner.  I wanted you to come around to see this next part."

Cindy ran a hand around Rick's chest, her fingers twirling his chest hairs.  Not 
surprisingly, his humongous cock stiffened as her fingers traced down his abs.

"Okay, Rick, let's see who's house champ," she said.

"What?"

"You beat wimpy boy.  Now you've got to beat me."

I saw Rick regard Cindy with a combination of consternation and disbelief, but 
then again she did have her hand on his dick.

"You're a girl."

"Quite obviously."

"I don't wrestle girls."

"What do you think HE was?  He was girly man.  You took him on.  You take me 
on.  We need a house champ."

"You saw me put him down in a couple of minutes.  You want that?"

"I would have had the baby crying in less time - and I wouldn't have cheated by 
grabbing his balls like you did."

"I fuck you up the ass like I did to him if I win?"

"Of course.  Fuck me anyplace you want."

Cindy ran the fingers of her left hand up her right arm, over the wrist and 
forearm, lovingly running up and around her upper arm, slowly bending her 
arm up and flexing it and then Rick who'd never noticed anything other than her 
perfect boobs, suddenly knew she had muscle.  Huge muscle.

I watched him take several breaths.  Trying to recover.  Reassess his position.  
Clearly a 185 pound guy is not supposed to be intimidated by a girl, but Cindy 
had just shown him she was something most girls were not.

"Maybe you need a handicap to even this. How much do you weigh?"

"One seventy seven - maybe more."

I could see the look of surprise and disbelief on his face.

Cindy rubbed her thumbs against her fingertips, then motioned for Rick to come 
after her.  He hesitated.

"Chicken shit," she hissed, cupping and rolling her boobs in circles.  Rick's huge 
cock stiffened - at least ten inches and super thick.

I watched in what seemed like slow motion, the first effortless devastating punch 
- his head jerked sideways.  The left was followed by the right, knocking him 
sideways, a small trickle of blood spewing from his lips.  He could still stand but 
he was already knocked out on his feet.  He staggered back a step of two, but 
miraculously remained standing.

Cindy looked at me and flexed again - her arms exploding.

"What I did to you today, you will not understand right away.  I had him beat 
you.  I had him fuck you and humiliate you.  Why?  Because you are my slave.  
And now I shall show you what happens to anyone who displeases me."

Cindy marched over to Rick and hoisted him over her shoulders in a 
backbreaker.  He moaned in agony as she cracked his spine.  One quick sharp 
hard snap.

She dumped his body on the floor.

"Clean it up."

The End