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Thursday, October 31, 2013
Slater Jackson vs The Maniac Revenge Match Part 2
Here is the link for all the action from Slater Jackson vs The Maniac Revenge Match Part 2. Includes over 10 minutes of CUT footage from the original YouTube clip.
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Friday, June 21, 2013
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Tuesday, June 4, 2013
Slater P. Jackson VS. Sir: The Revenge Match Part 2
He hit the ground fast and dazed. Sir was on top of him at once and covered his mouth and nose with a rag with a funny smell smeared on it. Slater kicked and kicked and clawed at the rag, but the drug was making him go limp…besides his ragin' boner…..he felt his body convulse over and over and went totally out...
The drug had rendered Slater helpless and the next thing he felt wa Sir grab him by his shoulders and pulled him slightly out of the ring, so his head was dangling over the ring mat…Sir stood next to him and rubbed his bulging crotch against Slater's head. The crowd cheered as he did it. He had won them over with his dark side! He walked over to the crowd and demanded one of the fans wearing a SLATER tee shirt stand up and hand him over his metal folding chair. The guy gave it to him and Sir went back over to the ring and raised the chair with both arms high in the sky and brought it down on Slat'ers forehead. The smash was so vicious that Slater's entire body convulsed and he flipped out onto the mat surrounding the ring. Laying on his stomach, Slater totally dazed, started to crawl away, but Sir brought the chair down on the middle of his back, sending pain shooting through Slater's body..He yelled in pain, but no one cared. Sir was out to main and or kill Slat once and for all. Slater continued to struggle to crawl away, but Sir brought the chair down on his back once again and Slater didn't move….The crowd was cheering as the merciless beating and Sir was delivering and wanted MORE! Sir tossed the chair into the ring and it landed next to the fan's cooler that was already there. He reached down and grabbed Slat's gold trunks by the backside, and lifted him up, giving him a wedgie. He hoisted him up and flung him into the ring. Climbing in right behind him. Sir sent a series of kicks to the gut and forced Slat to roll over to the folding chair. He grabbed Slater's legs and pulled them through the space between the chair's seat and legs. He pulled the legs through and crisscrossed them, then folded the chair closed, trapping Slat within the chair. Squirming on his stomach and yelling for the Ref, who was long gone a long time ago, Slat tried to break from the chair with no luck. Sir stand down on Slater's back and grabbed his arms and stretched them back. Slater yelled in pain as the metal chair applied pressure on his legs and Sir applied pressure on his arms.
"SUBMIT BOY! SUBMIT!" Sir yelled at Slater, but Slat refused. He would never give Sir the pleasure of submitting and they both knew that. They had battled each other many time before and both knew that it would have to end with one of them being completely K.O.ed and humiliated in front of the audience. Slater's head still swimming from the drug, couldn't seem to get a hold on what Sir was going to do next. He knew that he had pushed it to the limit by pinning Sir and humiliating him in his own ring and he should have known that Sir wouldn't take it laying down, but Slater still had some fight in him, he just had to tap into it if he wanted to get out of this ALIVE….
With a hard WHACK across the back of the head, Sir stood up and get Slater out of the chair's hold. Both of Slater's legs had pain shooting up them and when he tried to stand, he crumbled to his knees…He looked in Sir's eyes and all he saw was pure hatred. He started to move away, but Sir grabbed him by his hair and pulled him to his legs. Barely able to stand, Slat stood face to face with Sir….Both of them so close they could feel the other's breath in their face and the boner's pressing against each other's trunks. Sir quietly said, "Slaert are you ready to be completely demolished and humiliated in the ring in front of all your FANS!" Slater stared intensely at Sir and then let out a big spit wad that hit Sir right between the eyes. Sir wiped it away and said, "I'm glad you did that. More reason to break you, BOY!" He grabbed Slat's head and pushed it down, securing Slat's head between his thighs. He then grabbed the trunks that were wedged up Slat's ass crack and pulled up, sending Slat's body up, parallel with Sir's. With his legs straight up in the air and head between Sir's legs, Sir grabbed Slater's cock and rubbed it up and down before slapping the hard boner and went crashing down, delivering a pile driver that would end it for any other wrestler. Slat laid spread eagle out on the mat, barely able to move, his head pounding…Sir walked over to the cooler and reached in a cracked open a beer can. He took a long drink of the beer and then another….he then stood over Slater's demolished body and tipped the can so that beer poured all over Slat's chest and the front of his trunks….Sir emptied the beer can onto Slater's body and reached for another beer. This time cracking it open and straddling Slater's body and forcing the beer down his throat. Beer spilling all over Slater's face and running down his body…He was soaked with beer and completely helpless….Sir reached into his trunks and pulled out the twine he had hidden there….He looked down at Slat and said, "This time they are going to have to bring the stretcher out for you….He twisted the twine around his hands tightly and slipped it around Slater's neck, choking him….Slater spit and yelled but the rope was cutting off his air flow and he felt himself starting to slump and slowly go down to the mat…..laid out….Sir released the twine and stared down at Slate's humpy ass that was pointed in the air…he reached down and ran his fingers up and down Slater's ass crack and poked his long finger through the gold trunks and into Slater's ass….tickling the inside of it slightly….just enough to awaken Slater slightly….He wanted him awake for what he was about to do to the fallen wrestling hero…..All Slater could hear was the crowd cheering like crazy and it wasn't for him…they wanted Sir to do punish and humiliate him for their enjoyment. Slater felt a tug at his trunks and they slowly get pulled down to his ankles….
The drug had rendered Slater helpless and the next thing he felt wa Sir grab him by his shoulders and pulled him slightly out of the ring, so his head was dangling over the ring mat…Sir stood next to him and rubbed his bulging crotch against Slater's head. The crowd cheered as he did it. He had won them over with his dark side! He walked over to the crowd and demanded one of the fans wearing a SLATER tee shirt stand up and hand him over his metal folding chair. The guy gave it to him and Sir went back over to the ring and raised the chair with both arms high in the sky and brought it down on Slat'ers forehead. The smash was so vicious that Slater's entire body convulsed and he flipped out onto the mat surrounding the ring. Laying on his stomach, Slater totally dazed, started to crawl away, but Sir brought the chair down on the middle of his back, sending pain shooting through Slater's body..He yelled in pain, but no one cared. Sir was out to main and or kill Slat once and for all. Slater continued to struggle to crawl away, but Sir brought the chair down on his back once again and Slater didn't move….The crowd was cheering as the merciless beating and Sir was delivering and wanted MORE! Sir tossed the chair into the ring and it landed next to the fan's cooler that was already there. He reached down and grabbed Slat's gold trunks by the backside, and lifted him up, giving him a wedgie. He hoisted him up and flung him into the ring. Climbing in right behind him. Sir sent a series of kicks to the gut and forced Slat to roll over to the folding chair. He grabbed Slater's legs and pulled them through the space between the chair's seat and legs. He pulled the legs through and crisscrossed them, then folded the chair closed, trapping Slat within the chair. Squirming on his stomach and yelling for the Ref, who was long gone a long time ago, Slat tried to break from the chair with no luck. Sir stand down on Slater's back and grabbed his arms and stretched them back. Slater yelled in pain as the metal chair applied pressure on his legs and Sir applied pressure on his arms.
"SUBMIT BOY! SUBMIT!" Sir yelled at Slater, but Slat refused. He would never give Sir the pleasure of submitting and they both knew that. They had battled each other many time before and both knew that it would have to end with one of them being completely K.O.ed and humiliated in front of the audience. Slater's head still swimming from the drug, couldn't seem to get a hold on what Sir was going to do next. He knew that he had pushed it to the limit by pinning Sir and humiliating him in his own ring and he should have known that Sir wouldn't take it laying down, but Slater still had some fight in him, he just had to tap into it if he wanted to get out of this ALIVE….
With a hard WHACK across the back of the head, Sir stood up and get Slater out of the chair's hold. Both of Slater's legs had pain shooting up them and when he tried to stand, he crumbled to his knees…He looked in Sir's eyes and all he saw was pure hatred. He started to move away, but Sir grabbed him by his hair and pulled him to his legs. Barely able to stand, Slat stood face to face with Sir….Both of them so close they could feel the other's breath in their face and the boner's pressing against each other's trunks. Sir quietly said, "Slaert are you ready to be completely demolished and humiliated in the ring in front of all your FANS!" Slater stared intensely at Sir and then let out a big spit wad that hit Sir right between the eyes. Sir wiped it away and said, "I'm glad you did that. More reason to break you, BOY!" He grabbed Slat's head and pushed it down, securing Slat's head between his thighs. He then grabbed the trunks that were wedged up Slat's ass crack and pulled up, sending Slat's body up, parallel with Sir's. With his legs straight up in the air and head between Sir's legs, Sir grabbed Slater's cock and rubbed it up and down before slapping the hard boner and went crashing down, delivering a pile driver that would end it for any other wrestler. Slat laid spread eagle out on the mat, barely able to move, his head pounding…Sir walked over to the cooler and reached in a cracked open a beer can. He took a long drink of the beer and then another….he then stood over Slater's demolished body and tipped the can so that beer poured all over Slat's chest and the front of his trunks….Sir emptied the beer can onto Slater's body and reached for another beer. This time cracking it open and straddling Slater's body and forcing the beer down his throat. Beer spilling all over Slater's face and running down his body…He was soaked with beer and completely helpless….Sir reached into his trunks and pulled out the twine he had hidden there….He looked down at Slat and said, "This time they are going to have to bring the stretcher out for you….He twisted the twine around his hands tightly and slipped it around Slater's neck, choking him….Slater spit and yelled but the rope was cutting off his air flow and he felt himself starting to slump and slowly go down to the mat…..laid out….Sir released the twine and stared down at Slate's humpy ass that was pointed in the air…he reached down and ran his fingers up and down Slater's ass crack and poked his long finger through the gold trunks and into Slater's ass….tickling the inside of it slightly….just enough to awaken Slater slightly….He wanted him awake for what he was about to do to the fallen wrestling hero…..All Slater could hear was the crowd cheering like crazy and it wasn't for him…they wanted Sir to do punish and humiliate him for their enjoyment. Slater felt a tug at his trunks and they slowly get pulled down to his ankles….
Monday, June 3, 2013
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