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Subject: {ASSM} Pro Rasslin' Family (MF, Fdom, inc, bi, viol, cbt, oral)
Date: Sun, 29 Dec 2002 18:10:08 -0500
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"Pro Rasslin' Family" by RascalBC  (c)2002 by RascalBC
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"Hey, darlin'.  Get your ass up here!"  The voice was coming from a figure 
leaning out from the house.  I grabbed my bag and raced towards her, 
slamming the truck's door behind me.  The wind was driving the rain almost 
horizontal now.  I'd been driving around this rural road lost for hours and 
didn't relish the thought of getting on the road again.  I hope I'd finally 
made it.

I got inside and closed the door.  "Hey" I feebly said, catching my breath.
She flashed me a big smile, "Hey yourself, darlin'.  Good thing you got 
inside before you ended up wetter than a dog in a roomful of bitches in 
heat."
You gotta love those down home expressions.  "Is this Brockton Farm?", I 
ventured.  I really didn't want to go back out in the rain again.  A beagle 
jumped on my leg and I gingerly reached down to pet it.
"You found it, darlin'.  You must be Stan!  That's Lucy."  She turned her 
attention to some pots on the stove.  "My name's Peggy, also go by the name 
of 'Battlin' Beulah'.  Jimmy called from Denver and told us to look out for 
ya.  Want some coffee?  Good an' hot!"

Peggy invited me to sit at the kitchen table and poured us coffee.  Jimmy 
had sent me this way to get some pro experience, he figured the best way was 
to pay my dues working a small promotion in the country.  I'd been at this 
for three years now and figured I needed more bumps.
"My husband Ed is out putting the animals in the barn, make sure none of 
them blow away."
I looked outside at the storm "Is my truck okay where it is?"
"It should be, darlin'.  We may just find it blown over into the septic tank 
in the mornin'."  Peggy gave me a big smile and a wink.  Suddenly there was 
the sound of a door slamming, Lucy raced towards the noise.  "That'll be 
Ed."
Ed and Peggy?  How down home can you get?  A man entered and I got up to 
greet him.
"Ed, this's Stan, he finally made it."

He came over and shook my hand.  "Damn, that wind is gonna play heck with 
the barn's roof.  But the animals don't seem worried about the storm."  Ed 
dropped into another chair while Peggy served him a cup.  He took a gulp and 
looked me over.  "What is Jimmy sending us these days?  Kid don't look like 
he can take a decent clothesline."  He flashed me a smile.
Kid?  Hell, I just turned twenty-two!  "I can take your clothesline and give 
it back to you, too."  I wasn't about to get labbeled a weakling.
"Good", he replied" I like a rookie who can give as well as get."  He leaned 
over his coffee and looked right into me.  "I don't know how much Jimmy told 
ya, but here's the deal.  I own this promotion, it's small, eight men and 
four women.  We put on shows at the local high school every few weeks, do 
some travelin' to towns and reservations in the surroundin' counties.  When 
we're not rasslin' you can work on the farm with us, we got spare rooms.  We 
had alot of workers come thru here, some big names, too.  You ever hear of 
'Hardass Henshaw'?  He was with us for three years."

Damn, who didn't hear of the Hardass?  He was a legend, he'd hit the big 
time and was on TV every week.  I at least wanted a shot at that.  "Yeah, 
Jimmy told me there'd be alot of hard work.  I ain't afraid of that!"
Ed seemed impressed.  "Good, at least your head is screwed on right."
Peggy fussed with the pots on the stove while Ed took off his coat and 
boots.  I took the opportunity to look over my hosts.  They were both about 
mid to late 40's, touches of grey in Ed's hair.  Beulah's hair was a bleach 
blond beehive, she must've cornered the local market on peroxide and 
hairspray.  Ed was about 6 feet tall, 250 or so pounds, burly with a big 
paunch; Peggy was 5'9", maybe 180 or so pounds.  Hell, I wasn't about to ask 
her weight.  Despite her age she was still pretty shapely, nice waist and 
must've had size 38D breasts.  It was hard not to stare at those.

Lucy yelped and ran to the kitchen door.  "That'll be the kids!" said Peggy, 
apparently back from the local agricultural college.  "Randy's in the school 
rasslin' team.  Jenny's a junior and got more 4-H ribbons than anyone in 3 
counties!"  Oh, man.  This family has more cliches than a bad novel.  The 
kids came in and introductions were made.  Randy was a strapping young man, 
handsome features, taller than his father and acted like a typical jock.  
Jenny really took after her mother, especially in the boob department, yet 
her hair was genuinely blond and kept in a simple ponytail.  During dinner 
we all traded stories about matches, towns and wrestlers.  I'd learned that 
Jenny was known as 'Godiva' and was Beulah's nemesis.

Godiva's main gig was to do a sexy strip tease out of her robes only to stop 
at the skimpiest of bikinis.  Jenny claimed that the marks always came to 
see Godiva and not Beulah.  Seemed to me that if you had the two of them 
battling in the ring everyone was happy.  Randy was billed as the 
'RoughRider', he'd come into the ring in a mask, skimpy trunks, leather 
vest, chaps and a whip.  Father Ed was simply 'Farmer Todd'.  Go figure.  
After dinner Randy and I did a quick check on the barn and chicken coops.  
Off to the side was another metal clad structure.
"Randy, what's in there?" I asked.
"In there's our wrestling ring, we keep it assembled for practice sessions 
when we're not touring.  Hey, how about you and me get our gear on and we'll 
do some trainin'?"
I readily agreed.  My muscles were loosening up and I needed to work off 
some energy after thinking too much about the women.

We hurried our way back to the house, grabbed our boots and trunks then ran 
back to the metal building.  While we were changing I took stock of Randy in 
his trunks.  Damn, if he was fully erect he had to have been 8 inches.  I 
ventured a risky question.  "How much action you get around here from the 
wrestling shows?"
Randy hesitated before answering.  "Not alot.  I had a girlfriend for awhile 
at college, but she got pissed off at all the attention I'd get from the 
girls in the audience.  And the guys."  He flashed me a smile.  "But you 
know, all of us in the troupe can help each other out when we need to.  You 
been doin' this for awhile, you know how it is."
I flashed Randy a smile back.  "Yeah, I know what you mean."  I knew too 
well what he meant.  One of the unspoken kayfabes of wrestling was how 
turned on you got wrestling.  Afterwards you met in the parking lot, a motel 
room or wherever and helped each other out.  If there were any women 
wrestlers involved, that was a bonus.  Back in Denver, Jimmy and I had some 
late nights having sex with other grapplers.

I had to wonder how much Jimmy had told these people about me.  Once the 
other grapplers accepted me, Jimmy took me under his wing, showing me moves, 
holds, how to sell and stuff.  Damn, I was missing him already.  Randy and I 
climbed into the ring and started stretching.  He looked me over in my old 
black trunks and boots, I wasn't as athletic as Randy, a bit on the chunky 
side, but I still got my fans!  I got buzzed, dark brown hair, stand 5'11", 
230 pounds, goatee and moustache, lightly furry on my chest and legs.
"So what's your routine?", asked Randy "What's your gimmick?"
Hell, I hated questions like these.  "No gimmick, they just used me to build 
up the others.  An extra piece of meat to throw around."
"Maybe we can get you started with one.  I've been wantin' a tag partner for 
awhile now.  We could call you the 'Bull Roper', hell, I'm sure you'd look 
good in a pair of chaps."  I had to smile at the thought of me dressed up 
like that.  The closest I'd come to bull roping was riding shotgun in my 
Uncle's leather upholstered Lincoln.

Randy and I started goofing around in the ring, getting a feel for each 
other.  We'd take turns putting on headlocks, hip tosses, bodyslams and 
light slaps.  Thru it all we'd 'accidentaly' make contact with each other's 
pouch.  Sometimes in the wrestling shows you'd be the victim of a grope or a 
low blow while the ref wasn't looking.  Our practice was getting more 
intense, the holds would be more painful, the slaps would turn into punches 
and the gropes would get more deliberate.  I had Randy locked up in a full 
nelson, he was straining hard to power his way out of it.  He'd try to grab 
my hair to get me to release, but I'd just clamp it on tighter.   Just when 
I was thinking about throwing him into a turnbuckle I noticed Peggy had 
climbed into the ring with us.  Ed was standing behind her in the centre of 
the ring and they were both nude!  Peggy pushed Randy and me (since he was 
still in my full nelson) back into a corner and without a word peppered her 
son with a series of gut punches.  I held onto him not sure what to expect, 
it might be safer back here.  Then she knelt down and stripped both of us of 
our wrestling trunks.  Randy let out a moan when Peggy went down on her son 
and started to take his cock into her mouth.  She reached behind his ass and 
grabbed my cock and was stroking me as well.

I couldn't see what was happening with Randy, but I could feel his 
excitement as he went slack in my full nelson.  His head rolled back as he 
stopped struggling and let his mother work his cock.  Ed stood there 
watching us intently, stroking his own 7 inches of meat.  Behind him I could 
see another figure climbing the opposite turnbuckle and called out "Hey, 
Dad!".  Ed turned around and was greeted by a flying dropkick off the top 
rope by Jenny, and the senior wrestler hit the ring surface hard.  Jenny 
then followed up by stomping on her father's gut, then launched herself off 
the nearby rope and landed a flying elbowsmash on his chest.  She sat on her 
father's face and started to hump it, she seemed to enjoy feeling Ed's hot 
breath on her clit.  Peggy got up from in front of Randy, reached behind his 
head and released him from my full nelson, then threw her son against the 
ring ropes opposite.  On the rebound he was the victim of a brutal knee to 
the gut.  Randy landed on the ring floor doubled up in pain.  Then Peggy 
turned towards me.

I slowly got out of the corner and wondered what to do next.  Peggy grabbed 
me by the hair and gave me a hard slap to my face, then another one to my 
chest, followed by a gutpunch that landed just above my crotch fur.  I 
doubled over, stunned with the attack and then saw the corner turnbuckle 
approaching fast.  After hitting it, I slumped to one knee.  Peggy grabbed 
my hair again, threw me past the others on the ring floor, on the rebound 
she levelled me with a dropkick to my chin.  Peggy leaned over me and gave 
me a broad, evil grin.  She didn't seem concerned that her husband was prone 
from her daughter's unprovoked attack, in fact I think she approved.  The 
older woman grabbed me by the hair and an arm and dragged me over to the 
lower ring rope.  She draped my arms over that rope and tied my arms to it 
with a loose rope that was nearby.  Then she punched my gut again to keep me 
from struggling and leaned down between my legs and started sucking on my 
broad 6 inches of cock.  Ah, man, the sensations were incredible, the pain 
around my arms and shoulders, the wetness and throbbing of my cock!

Peggy stopped sucking my dick, reached over to a corner and brought over 
something I'd never seen before.  It was black leather, with snaps and alot 
of lacing draped from it.  She reached for my balls and attached it to the 
base, it had a wide leather tongue that went over the top of my cock, and 
Peggy used the laces hanging from the tongue to tie this apparatus around my 
dick, pulling tight on the leather laces to separate my balls.  Now the pain 
in my cock and balls matched the pain of my arms and shoulders.  She admired 
her handiwork, grabbed me by the hair again and pushed her tongue into my 
mouth.  Then she got up and went back over to where Randy lay prone on the 
ring floor.

Since I was prisoner in the ropes, I had a full view of the action.  Jenny 
had now gotten up off her Dad's face and was pulling him up by the hair, his 
cock was rock hard.  She took two fingers and poked him in the eyes.  Ed let 
out a yell and turned away, trying to shield his head from another attack.  
Jenny pushes her father into a corner, grabs his cock and balls with her 
left hand and uses it as leverage to pull his gut out towards her.  She lets 
loose on him with a series of gutpunches.  Dad falls to one knee and Jenny 
grabs his head by the hair and puts a thumb to his throat.   Peggy meanwhile 
picked up Randy by his hair, thru him across the ring into the ropes and 
flattened him with a dropkick to his chin.  Damn, she could jump high.  She 
walked over to her prone son, now lying spreadeagle on the ring floor and 
straddled him.  I couldn't believe my eyes, Peggy grabbed Randy's cock and 
mounted it.

Randy tried to bridge out from underneath his mother, only to be met by her 
fist in his gut.  She ground her hips over her  stricken son and seemed to 
enjoy every inch of his hard cock.  Jenny by this time had her father draped 
over the top rope choking him mercilessly.  She yanked his hair and put the 
big man to the floor with a flying mare.  Ed lay on the ring floor gasping 
for air, his cockhead wet with precum.  Transfixed, I watched Jenny crawl 
onto her father and insert his cock inside her.  Man, I'd seen sex between 
wrestlers before, but this was almost too much.  They were all in front of 
me, the men horizontal and the women grinding their opponent's members deep 
within them.  My own cock throbbed at the spectacle before me, the pain from 
the bindings around my cock and balls were getting tighter.  Each of the men 
were getting closer to climax and I couldn't get to them.  Damn!!!

It was only a matter of minutes until Randy and Ed erupted.  The women got 
up off of their prisoners and taunted them, with slaps and kicks to their 
guts.  I thought I had to be next, thinking that I'd be the victim of a 
cruel 2-on-1 attack.  Jenny sat atop one of the turnbuckles and began 
fingering herself.  Peggy yanked on her husband's hair and brought him to 
his feet then threw him out of the ring, landing hard on the rubber mat 
below.  She followed him out and they each got into a robe and left the 
building.  That left Jenny, her brother slowly getting up and me trapped in 
the ropes with the biggest fucking hard-on I've ever had.
"Randy, get me outta this, man.  Help me out!"  If I got liberated from the 
ropes I don't know which one of them I would go after first.  Didn't matter 
to me, my cock was aching for mouth or clit or ass.  Randy was obviously 
weakened enough that he wouldn't be hard to subdue, but my cock ached for 
Jenny.  She'd be the tougher adversary.  We'd have to wail on each other and 
if I won, I'd plow her but good!  Even if I lost, from what I saw of her 
attack on her father, my cock would be getting a workout.

Randy crawled over to where I was captive "Hey, man." he whispered.  His 
breathing was heavy and labored.  "Lets get you taken care of."  He 
straddled my chest and started to unravel the ropes around my arms, his big 
cock was waving in front of my face, still semi-hard and wet from his cum.
Jenny appeared behind Randy, "Oh, no you don't."  She raked her fingers 
across Randy's eyes, blinding him.  Then the blond vixen grabbed Randy's big 
tool and guided it into my mouth.  Jenny dug a knee into the small of 
Randy's back thrusting him forward, his cock pounding my mouth.  His cum 
tasted good and I could feel my own cock straining against the leather 
bindings.  Fuck!  I wanted out!  I wanted to ram my cock into flesh and I 
didn't care who's it was!  Randy wasn't resisting his sister's assault, his 
mind was on his dick in my mouth.  After several minutes when Randy was 
fully hard again Jenny pulled him up and plastered him with a series of 
forearm smashes to his jaw.  Randy stumbled around the ring trying to get 
away from his sister's onslaught yet she kept after him.  Finally she threw 
him across the ring, he came back off the ropes and met Jenny's dropkick.  
He landed hard right in front of me.  Randy's long dick lay against his 
heaving belly.  He raised a leg to try to get up, but Jenny kicked it down 
again.  Jenny gave me a ravenous look as she knelt down and mounted her 
brother's hard cock.  Randy moaned when he entered her, Jenny took his hands 
and rubbed them across her breasts then looked at me while she rode him.  
Their hips gyrated together for what seemed like an eternity, I couldn't 
look at anything besides them.  The pain emanating from my tortured cock 
didn't matter to the performance before me.  I had to have been oozing 
pre-cum by the pint by this time.

Randy finally yelled and bucked his hips upward, he'd cum inside Jenny and 
collapsed.  She grabbed him by the hair and lifted his mouth up to hers and 
gave him a long sensuous kiss, then let him go and he collapsed on his back. 
  "Now's my turn," I thought, "all she has to do is fuckin' touch me and 
I'll explode!"
Jenny slowly got up off her brother, his spent dick flopped out of her 
glistening from the exertion.  "I'll see you in the morning, stud." and with 
that she left the ring, collected her robe and went out into the storm.
Wait!  What about me?!  I struggled again against the ropes but only made 
things worse.  Desperately I kicked Randy to get him to pay attention to me. 
  My arms were beginning to fall asleep and the pain was agony.  Randy got 
to his knees and came over to me.  Without saying a word he unravelled the 
ropes from around my arms and I fell from them onto my back.  He started to 
slap one of my arms, get some blood back into it.  All my blood seemed 
trapped in my cock.  "Help me get this damn thing off my cock."  His hand 
fumbled on the knots holding it in place but after a few minutes I was free 
from the cock-restraint.  At last!

I got up on my knees and pushed Randy onto his back.  Almost frantically I 
fed him my rampant cock, I was surprised he didn't resist me fucking his 
face and within a few moments I had cum all over his face and hair.  Fuck!  
Finally it was over.  Randy slowly got up and leaned on an elbow.  "Tell 
me", I said "do you guys do this all the time?"
"Hell, no.  Only when we got a new worker and want to try him out."
"What do you mean?  You were the only one who I had contact with!"
Randy flashed me an exhausted smile.  "Don't worry.  While you're here 
working with us you'll be in a sexfight with each one of us.  Tonight was to 
see how you'd react to us gettin' it on with each other."
I was amazed.  "But didn't Jimmy tell you...?"
"Yeah, Jimmy told us you were tough and horny.  But we always like to find 
out for ourselves.  Welcome to the group!"

We collected our gear and tramped back to the house.  It was quiet, each one 
of the bedroom doors were closed and the lights extinguished for the night.  
I thought I heard a mattress squeak as we passed Peggy and Ed's room.  Randy 
showed me my bed and I crawled into it and soon drifted off to sleep.  Damn, 
there's something to these country folk that can be really endearing.

The End









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