I looked at my sleeping wrestler. So peaceful in all his naked glory! That's right stud , I thought, get your beauty rest cause you got a big set of competitions waiting. Yes, by my calculations, each match I'd arranged would strip good old Shawn of a different part of his ego's makeup and lead , I'd hope, to total defeat for wonderboy! Just some final programming now. "Shawn," I whispered. "its your trainer ...you hear me boy ."

"Yes, I hear you ." he mumbled .

"Good, listen Shawn you have a match coming up. Its for the Olympic gold , Shawn.", I said.

"Olympics?" he muttered . He looked confused, " I won the gold already."

"Yes, but this is a challenge match for it,"

"Challenge match ,"he responded in confusion. Good I wanted him off center in his mind right about now, it helped taking control.

"Now listen Shawn, you do listen to your trainer don't you," I asked smilingly," I mean a true champion always listens to his trainer.You are a true champion now aren't you"

"Yes " he responded firmly. Ah that lovely ego so helpful!

"Okay then listen. , here's what you need to do during the match." I leaned in close and whispered my instructions into his ear. His eyes remained glazed as I poured my program into his receptive brain. He even smiled and nodded at the end. I told him to dress and head into the waiting circle. The match was about to start. But, let him tell you about it.

MATCH 1

Shawn stepped into the circle. He looked at the men sitting around unsure of how he had gotten the what looked like a gym. he saw his 'trainer' in a corner of the room smiling and he thought he heard a voice inside his brain talking . His mind was still in a fog as he heard a voice make an announcement.

"The Olympic gold medal winner has stated he will take on all challenges for his medal"!

Yes remembered Shawn hazily that was it . He was defending his medal! The ego driven stud smiled and stretched his sturdy frame. Funny, he didn't recall how he got here or even how he had gotten dressed in his wrestling singlet but he was ready. He looked at his 'trainer' who winked at him. Shawn felt a flutter in his gut but shook it off. There was a match to kick butt in ! "Bring em on", he bellowed as the crowd cheered. Suddenly, his first opponent appeared. Shawn burst out laughing for there was a thin little teenager. Barely 19yrs old, 5' 5'', and 135lbs if that, Shawn thought . Hell grinned Shawn this would be easy! "Give me a break ," Shawn laughed as the scrawny kid glared at him.

"Laugh at me huh hotshot," the kid responded angrily, "tell you what . I bet that I can drop you to your knees in 60 seconds and , if I do you do, I get to tan your arrogant ass in front of everyone here.We're on asshole!"

Shawn nodded tears of mirth filling his eyes. This punk take him to his knees , not in this lifetime , in 60 seconds to boot --what a joke. the medal was still going to be his.

"Sure kid your on , lets go . Someone keep time," Shawn egotistically ordered in extreme confidence !

"Big guy," the kid taunted as they circled each other, "you don't fool me . Bet your scared. So scared your probably pissing in your pants right now jockboy!"

The words no sooner left the teenager's mouth when Shawn felt a warm wet feeling in his jockstrap. As he gazed in horror he saw a giant wet stain grow in his crotch soaking his wrestling singlet and running down his legs. The crowd roared --- the macho champion had just wet his pants! As Shawn stared dazed at his 'accident' the kid slipped up and zeroed a hard leg kick to Shawn's balls!

"AAAAAAAARRRRGGGHHHH!!!!", Shawn cried out as he saw stars and sunk to his knees in pain. He had barely touched the mat when he heard a voice count the time. Thirty-five seconds! Shawn had bet his ass and loss!

The kid sauntered up to his defeated foe, "Strip the punk, " he growled, "his butt is mine!

Some guys from the crowd grabbed Shawn and proceed to strip him. Part of Shawn told him to resist but another, stronger part, left him powerless to resist. They pulled the dazed jock over to the kid who was now seated on a chair. Roughly they draped the muscular wrestler over the kid's knees.

"Nice." said the kid as he ran his hands over the wrestlers impressive buns. Shawn felt paralyzed. He couldn't move!

SLAP!

SLAP!

SLAP!

The kid wailed away on Shawn's ass while the crowd yelled encouragement watching as Shawn 's powerful legs fanned away and his butt glow red with each slap!

"OOOWWWHH!!!", cried Shawn as he felt his ass turn hot with the abuse.

"Stop it....oh dammm....," he moaned while the kid laughed, "man my ass ....no...this can't be....shit...oooowwwwhh..I'm an OHHH...limpic...aaahhhhhh!"

The room filled with the sounds of the slaps and Shawn sobs and begs. It was a treat to see. The once arrogant ,powerful champion was being spanked ; his ass lying prone over a scrawny teenage kids's boney knees and begging for mercy.

"If you cry like a baby I'll stop", teased the kid as he hit harder. The pain was so intense but, Shawn couldn't wail like a baby in front of these men but then, he heard a voice deep inside his mind and he felt he had to obey!

"WWWWWHHHHHHHAAAAA....whaaaaa...whaaaaa, " Shawn heard himself crying to the applause of the men around him. Shawn hung his head in shame as the kid stopped and dropped the ass whipped and beaten wrestler to the mat floor.

" I win the gold metal," he cried in glee as the crowd cheered louder. Shawn had been defeated for the Olympic gold! As a now de metaled Shawn lay ass up on the mat all stretched out he reached back to rub his ass. He was humiliated! He then noticed his 'trainer' coming up to him. Shawn lifted his head to see the man better . The man's eyes locked onto Shawn's and the defeated wrestler heard him speaking. The humiliated jock felt woozy .

He felt so sleepy. "Whath thappeningggg...," he murmured as he slipped away . As he drifted off the men set up for the second match careful to first wipe the wrestler's wet crotch dry and redress him for match two!