Ivygate - Part 18

It's my dogs birthday today, and I'm having a birthday party for him... With a cake. I just thought you should all know that. Have a great weekend! 

All characters are consenting adults (18+)

The crowd roared as the two young men circled each other. Noah watched nervously as the smaller of the two gulped, and eyed his much larger opponent. The young man had a bitter look of fury in his eyes, and everybody held their breath as he stormed forward and grabbed the other by his throat.

A short battle ensued, with the smaller one managing a few weak attempts at escape, before he was lifted high into the air, and slammed down on the concrete. He gasped and groaned, but refused to stay down.

“Finish him!” Someone roared, and Noah winced as the muscular man sent a kick directly between his opponents legs. Everybody waited for the young man to fall down in agony, but when he remained in place, Noah gawped.

He stared at the naked slave’s junk. The steel cage surrounding his cock also encased his balls, leaving the man completely prohibited from even those. Luckily for him, that also meant that he hadn’t felt a single thing, and as the larger man tried to make sense of it, he darted forward, slid between his legs, and as smoothly as possible, rammed the bullet directly up the guy’s asshole.

He scarpered toward the button, and as soon as his hand reached it, the brutish European screamed in a pitch that didn’t suit him. Everybody watched with open mouths as he grabbed his ass and jumped around the podium. He squealed even louder now, desperately trying to rid himself of the bullet that was causing him such pain, but eventually, his eyes rolled back and he fell directly from the podium and onto the ground below.

All of the slaves stared nervously at each other as two uniformed men dragged the unconscious man away, but the audience clearly loved it.

“Next up!” Rickard called, and yanked Noah and his opponent, Kofi into the centre of the podium. Despite the size difference, neither of them looked confident after what they’d just witnessed.

“Destroy him, Kofi!” Someone bellowed from the stands, and when Noah looked to Sebastian and Reginald for support, he felt the air shoot from his lungs as Kofi drove his shoulder into his chest.

The two naked slaves fought on the concrete, squeezing, pushing, dragging and throwing messy punches as they scrambled onto each other. Had he not been fighting for his life, Noah might have enjoyed the way in which their naked bodies were rubbing against each other, but when he felt the young man’s hand between his legs, he leapt to his feet.

The crowd clapped and jeered as they circled each other once more. Kofi bared his teeth like a wild animal, and Noah knew that beating this guy was going to take a lot.

He narrowly avoided another attack, and spun back around to watch as the naked young man bounded toward him once more. He ducked again, and the audience gasped and then sighed when he wasn’t mauled.

“I’m going to fucking kill you, bitch” Kofi snarled, and this time, the young man managed to grab hold of Noah, and instantly reached for his ass.

“Get the fuck off me” he groaned, feeling the tip of the bullet press against his sphincter.

“Take it, you bitch!”

He noticed the guy’s cage. Unlike the other one, this cage left the man’s heavy sack hanging from underneath. Noah reached down just as his asshole began to stretch, and gripped the nut sack until Kofi screamed.

As the young man held his opponent by his balls, he reached back and rammed the bullet as deep inside Kofi’s hole as he could. He fell backwards, slamming his hand onto the button, and for a moment, the two of them froze.

“Fuck” Kofi said, and his entire body seized up as a loud, agonised howl poured from him. Seconds later, just like the last guy, he fell from the podium with a thud.

“Nice work” Nikolai smirked as a shaking Noah got back in line. He didn’t reply, because a moment later, Nikolai strolled to the centre of the podium and met another slave who looked more terrified than any of the rest.

“Begin!” Rickard called, but this time, instead of circling, Nikolai simply crossed his arms and smiled.

“Knees, slave” he said, and everybody fell silent as they watched the timid slave drop instantly to his knees. “Kiss my feet” Nikolai ordered, and much to Noah’s shock, the young man lay two kisses on each of his feet. “Kiss my cage” he continued, a smirk on his handsome face as the slave leaned up and kissed the cage. “Now expose your pussy to the crowd”.

Noah couldn’t believe it. Both of the young men were slaves, and yet, somehow, Nikolai had the power to dominate the other. He pulled his ass cheeks apart and waved his ass toward the crowd who jeered and mocked him. The young Russian chuckled as the slave embarrassed himself.

“Put this up your hole” he said, and handed the slave his bullet.

Without a word, the humiliated slave took the bullet in his shaking hand, and reluctantly slid it up his ass.

“Now” Nikolai continued, “put the other one up, too”.

Everybody gasped as the slave trembled. Yet, despite the evident worry, he edged the second bullet up into his rectum, and winced as his hole stretched around both.

“Go on” Nikolai nodded, pointing toward the button, “do what you have to do”.

He shuffled forward on his bare feet. His face burned red and Noah could see the discomfort in his eyes as he reached the button and took deep breaths. It was difficult to watch, but the defeated slave slammed his hand down and instantly dropped to the floor, squealing and flailing as the pain darted through his body.

Nikolai grinned as the young man writhed in agony, before finally, he stopped and fell silent. The Russian bowed, and the crowd rose to its feet and applauded him as he returned to the others.

“You will not beat me, boy” he whispered to Noah, “best to make it easier on yourself”.

Noah gulped as another two rounds were fought in front of him. What had Nikolai got on the other slave to have made him abuse himself like that? It was a worrying dilemma, but he didn’t have long to consider it.

“The two winners of the first two rounds will now battle it out” Rickard called, and Noah looked over at the other slave who gave a pleasant nod. The two of them returned to the middle of the podium, and began to wrestle on their feet.

“Will you beat Nikolai?” The young man whispered, as they grappled.

“What?”

“The Russian!” He hissed, “will you beat him?”

“I… I don’t know” Noah grunted, as they spun around and continued.

“Will you at least try?”

“Of course I’ll try” he replied, trying to reach between the slave’s legs, but a second later, the young man backed up and pushed the bullet into his own asshole. Noah gawped.

“Press it” he said, but Noah could see the fear in his eyes.

“No”.

“Press it!”

“No!”

Everybody was silent once more. The slave was dripping sweat as he waited for the pain, but Noah couldn’t do it. It wasn’t fair, and he had no idea why the young man would give up so easily.

“Just press it, Noah!” He barked, and when Noah opened his mouth to refuse once more, the slave gasped and grabbed his groin as he groaned out in pain. Everybody turned to watch as Nikolai held his hand on the button and smiled.

“Happy?” He called, and the crowd roared with laughter as the slave dropped from the podium.

When the next battle was over, and a young Thai slave named Niran had been victorious, Noah cocked a brow. There were three people left, and Nikolai had only fought once, if that could even be considered fighting.

“The three of the slaves will now compete to win” Rickard called, but Noah turned to him.

“He only fought once” he said, reminding the man, “we’ve both fought twice”.

Rickard’s jaw stiffened.

“Who is your master, boy?” He snapped, grabbing Noah by the collar. “You insulant little shit!”

“He’ll be dealt with, Rickard” someone called up, and Noah turned to see Sebastian below, glaring at him angrily.

Noah stared back bitterly for a moment before turning to Nikolai who was grinning once more.

“Don’t be upset, boy” the Russian scoffed, “I would have beaten you either way”.

The three of them faced off as the crowd watched eagerly. Nikolai walked casually as the other two crouched and braced for the fight. He held his hands behind his back, as though he were going for a morning stroll, and Noah felt his heart race as he readied himself and charged.

Instead of ducking or swiping, Nikolai stood still and smirked as Noah charged him. Just seconds before reaching him, the young man felt himself being gored onto the floor by Niran, and immediately the slave began sliding the bullet into Noah’s hole.

“What are you doing?!” He gasped, desperately clenching as he struggled, “I almost had him!”

“You’ll lose” Niran said, pushing harder, “we’ll all lose”.

Noah pulled back his legs and drove them into the young man’s chest, sending him hurtling backwards as he jumped to his feet. He looked around and saw Nikolai sitting at the edge of the podium, casually speaking to some of the audience.

“Fucking asshole” he spat, and darted toward Niran who was struggling to get to his feet. “Why is everyone so scared of him?” He asked, pushing the tip of the bullet against the slave’s rim.

“You’ll find out soon” he replied, gasping.

“Tell me now” he whispered, “tell me now and we can beat him together”.

“Your masters have failed you, slave” he hissed, “you don’t stand a chance”.

Noah spat and stuffed the bullet into Niran’s rectum, and no sooner than he had, the young man yelped in pain, and Nikolai clapped his hands.

“Bravo, bravo” he teased, walking toward Noah who was now far more exhausted than he even realised. “Save yourself the pain, boy” he continued, standing over him, “slip those two bullets up into your sweet cunt, and crawl toward the button”.

Noah glared at him. What was it about the young Russian that everybody feared?

“Before you do” he continued, looking to the crowd who egged him on, “kiss my feet”.

Everybody roared and bellowed as Noah sat back on his knees and looked around. Was Niran right? Had Reginald, Sebastian, Oliver and all of the others sent him here to be beaten and humiliated just for their pleasure? He caught sight of Reginald in the crowd, and the man watched without emotion before slowly and stiffly shaking his head. He wanted Noah to win.

“Fuck you” Noah said, getting to his feet as the crowd gasped.

Even Nikolai looked shocked, and his smug expression turned sour on his handsome face.

“You don’t want to make an enemy of me, boy” he snarled.

“Too late, boy” Noah replied.