ACE ADVENTURES: vs Ryota Hama (Part 2)
Ace Perry vs Ryota Hama - Part 2.
The bell had rung. The match was over.
Moments before, Ryota Hama landed a huge sit down butt splash, landing on Ace's puny chest and sternum. 500 pounds knocked all the air out of the rookie's body.
Minutes passed after the bell had been rung, Ryota continued sitting on top of Ace. By this point, Ace's face had turned red, and his attempts to push Ryota off had come to nothing. Ryota looked down at the boy, their eyes locked.
He whispered, "I'm not done with you, boy". And with that threat, Ace was filled temporarily with relief, as the enormous heel got to his feet. Ace was finally able to take a breath, and move about. He held his ribs and stomach in agony, as he lie on the mat. Ryota grabbed Ace's head, and picked the boy up to his own feet.
He whispered, "I'm not done with you, boy". And with that threat, Ace was filled temporarily with relief, as the enormous heel got to his feet. Ace was finally able to take a breath, and move about. He held his ribs and stomach in agony, as he lie on the mat. Ryota grabbed Ace's head, and picked the boy up to his own feet.
Ace was pushed into the corner of the ring, Ryota turned away, with his back to Ace, and slammed his enormous hips into Ace's stomach. Then brought his hips away, and SLAM, again, his ass crashed into Ace's stomach. Ryota discretely grinded his huge ass on Ace's stomach, down to Ace's package. Ryota suspected he could feel Ace's hardness.
Ryota pulled his hips off, and a third CRASH, his ass slammed into Ace's lower stomach and groin. Ace winced in pain, as his ordeal ended, albeit for a few seconds. Ryota pushed down on Ace, pushing him into a sitting position, his head resting on the bottom turnbuckle. Ryota marched his way over to the opposite corner, and turned around.
Ace laid with his legs wide apart, head resting on the bottom turnbuckle, he had an idea of what was about to come. Ryota came charging across the ring, at full speed, and as he approached the opposite corner, where Ace was led, he turned, and his ass SLAMMED and CRASHED straight into Ace's face. Ace's neck took the force, and whipped back, his head and face engulfed by Ryota's gargantuan ass cheeks.
Ace opened his eyes, to see Ryota charging from the opposite corner once more towards him. Another 'Samoan Wrecking Ball', his ass slammed into Ace's head, with the neck once again whipping back, and face becoming engulfed by the ass.
Ryota then spun round, his ass hovering just above Ace's head. Ryota gently kicked Ace's leg, "You'll like this, boy". Ace opened his eyes, and the light of the room had gone dark, blocked by the enormous sight above him. He saw this enormous ass slowly lower towards him. He took a deep breath, as his nose, mouth and wider face became smothered by the huge ass. Ryota rubbed his ass up and down, round and round and round, grinded his crack on Ace's nose. The cloth of Ryota's trunks was sucked into Ace's mouth, with his attempts to breathe. Ryota continued grinding for what felt, like a lifetime. He finally gave in, and pulled off of Ace's head. Ace gasped for breath.
Ryota looked at Ace's own trunks, and noticed Ace definitely seemed to be enjoying his torture. His hard on had become increasingly noticeable. At this point, half of the crowd had already left, as the main event was 'finished', and the other half were too drunk to notice.
Ryota picked his trunks, and lowered them down, revealing his bare ass cheeks. He, for a second time, lowered his ass towards Ace's face. Ace's face became smothered in the bare ass cheeks, his nose riding up Ryota's crack. The smell was unbearable, and the force from the ass rubbing against his face was immense. This stinkface lasted almost double the time of the first one. Ryota finally gave Ace some mercy, and pulled off of Ace's face.
Ace collapsed to the mat, verging on being knocked out. However, Ryota was still not quite done. Ryota pulled Ace's legs, with Ace now led flat on his back, his head pointing towards the bottom corner of the ring. Ryota stood, legs straddled either side of Ace's limp body, looking down. He put his foot on the bottom rope, and began to climb.
Ryota steadily and not-very-gracefully climbed until his feet were straddled on the middle ropes of the corner. He looked down, and then leapt himself off the ropes. His 500 pound frame came falling down, and crashed HARD onto Ace's chest. Ace's chest felt like it was caving in with a 500 pound man falling down on top of it. Ryota sat on Ace's chest for a while, stroking Ace's hair, "good boy" he said.
Ryota stood up, and started to walk towards the steps to exit the ring, before pausing. He looked at Ace once more. He walked back towards Ace, towards the corner of the ring. When he arrived, he began climbing the ropes once more. Another banzai drop was inevitable. Ryota lumpered up, and then leapt himself off, and came crashing down once again onto Ace's poor frame. However, he mistook the distance needed to land on Ace's chest, instead landing on Ace's neck and face. Ace's face pressed into Ryota's groin. At this point, there was only 1 person left in the crowd. It was Simon, the manager of Mid West Wrestling Company. With a smile on his face. He approached the apron of the ring "good job Hama. The kid got what he deserved". Ryota looked down, Ace's face subsumed underneath his crotch, and stroked his hair again. "Can I take him back with me?" Ryota requested to Simon. "Look at his package, he clearly enjoys punishment, why not give him more. Backstage". Simon said in a menacing tone.
Ryota lifted himself up to his feet, and looked down at Ace's package. He bent over and had a feel, "This is hard as a rock. Yeah, he does enjoy punishment doesn't he?" Ryota exclaimed, and laughed. Ryota climbed out of the ring and down the steps. He then went around the outside of the ring, towards where Ace was lying. Ace began to gain consciousness. Ryota pulled him underneath the ropes, "Its okay kid, you're coming with me now". Ryota picked Ace up and placed him on his shoulder, his arms dangling over the back. And he walked off, through the double doors, and down the hallway.
He reached a door, which had a sign on it that read "Private".
Ryota opened it, went inside, and the door was shut behind him. The sound of a lock was heard. Finally, there was a detectible laugh, it was from Ryota.
-THE END-
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