A lesson in respect: Bill The Crusher vs Ortega Hatch

[Lycanstar]

It would be hard to tell, but behind his mask Bill was very excited for his match tonight. The bout was set to be a 'Humiliation match' wherein the loser must submit out of humiliation from the opponents hold or maneuver. While Bill wasn't one to want to outright embarrass competitors who did not deserve it, he respected the process of his matches as if it was a mathematical equation. Treating the humiliation stipulation as if it were any other kind of submission, knockout or 'I quit' ruling just was a new way for him to creatively find new ways to come out the victor.

Perhaps he could take it easy on the Woman he was facing; "Ortega Hatch" who he studied briefly before the night had began. She was a model and social media influencer before becoming a wrestler; something Bill was a little taken aback by. How committed was she to wrestling in reality? Hopefully She wasn't some clueless newbie that thought she knew everything about the sport considering her relative lack of experience. But Bill would give the benefit of the doubt; there was nothing to really say she wouldn't be a strong worker and make this a match to watch; his mind was already racing with new kinds of holds and techniques he could employ that directly related to embarrassment... A fun mental exercise as he awaited his cue behind the curtain.

The following is a 'Humiliation Submission Match'! Making his way to the ring... Bill; The Crusher!

Spoiler

Bill's towering visage emerged to the arena; his thick muscles and skin glistening in the spotlights shining down on him. He stood like a statue; letting his mere presence and body language do all the talking for him. The man was undeniably thick and well chiselled~ He made himself out to look like a Greek statue of male perfection with his thick muscles and minimalist attire. Bill felt no need to hide his body behind fancy clothes, unnecessary complications or safety pads. All he needed was the bare minimum being a set of trunks closely resembling his own skin colour and a basic mask to retain his anonymous identity as more of a tool of punishment rather than a man.

He strode slowly to the ring as each thundering step with his bare feet showed his muscles in motion, as well as his tight trunks hugging every part of his manhood with minor effectiveness at covering him up properly. He clambered up the ring apron and stepped each foot over the top rope, letting his bulge unflatteringly bounce off before he paced the ring slowly, causing it to thunderously bounce with each step. This was his element; in this ring surrounded by this crowd he felt more like himself than anywhere else in the world. He was more than excited for his opponent to make her way down the rampway so he could get a proper look at her; it would all start soon enough.

[ADarlingDucky]

"C'mon guys, you know I can't take you into the locker room. Someone might be changing in there! That's like, illegal... it'd also get my account taken down, and what would you do if you didn't get a chance to see this pretty face?" Ortega's words reached nobody at all, nobody except for the myriad of fans who had tuned in to watch the social media star's latest livestream, the ebony beauty having made a habit out of streaming to her audience before her matches started! Tonight was something of a hectic night as well, the number of people who had tuned in being far more than usual, possibly due to the type of match that she was set to be partaking in tonight! A humiliation submission match against a male opponent was wont to draw eyes from plenty who might not make the time normally, and Ortega was eager to draw in some more views as well to build up the hype for the contest!

Spoiler

...The contest that had been waiting on her for the past few minutes.

While Bill had been making his entrance, Ortega had taken off on a tour of the backstage area at the behest of her fans, and had completely missed her queue to head out to the ring, having not even been at gorilla position in the first place! That also meant that the workers sent to find her had come up with nothing, leaving her to wander around the arena already in her gear, patiently waiting for a call that she was nowhere near in position for! But surely if they needed her that badly, they could call her phone... which was currently on "do not distrub" so as not to interrupt her stream!

"Oh, I know what I can show you guys! Here, check this out, this is pretty cool!" Ortega said, before quickly rounding a corner, pushing open a door, and stepping inside the LAW gymnasium, walking over to one corner of it before flipping the camera so the viewers could see! "Check it out, so they have this practice ring here right? But they also have these mats on the floor, and these are apparently the same mats that are used in like... legit apartment wrestling matches! So now you can practice that here in the gym! Isn't that cool? C'mon, who here would love to see me in an apartment wrestling video?" Ortega teased her chat, flipping the phone back around as she walked over and sat down on the mat-covered floor, reading through her chat, a seeing all sorts of messages, though a few people kept repeating something Ortega read over quickly before responding!

"Also, you guys, quit trying to troll me. The match hasn't started yet, somebody definitely would have came and got me if it did. That guy is sure taking his sweet time though..." Ortega said, before trailing off as she began talking with her viewers about other topics! Unbeknownst to her, she had now kept Bill waiting for quite a while, and with no sign of her showing up soon, he'd be left to his own devices in the ring, with a crowd to entertain all on his lonesome! But at least he'd be understand of the mistake!

...Right?

[Lycanstar]

1 minute... 2 minutes... 3 minutes...

What was going on? Bill had stopped pacing the ring in anticipation as he began leaning against the corner turnbuckle while impatiently awaiting his opponent; he was ready, prepared. His mindset was fully locked in on what he planned to do tonight and yet; Ortega had yet to come out. Was she scared? Was there an incident? Perhaps she was unable to compete for some reason, lord knows the backstage of LAW was not a safe place to be. Although it could've been something completely out of her control, a car accident? Sickness? All Bill had was rampant speculating as the crowd got more and more disinterested, the loud chatter of dissatisfied fans and casual conversation replaced the energy the arena had mere minutes ago.

Bill finally capitulated, letting his imposing nature loosen up a little hesitantly as he walked over to the closest corner with a production staff member nearby;

"What is taking so long."

"Sorry Mister er~ Crusher... I'm on the headset with backstage and your opponent just can't be found. Nobody knows where she is, we're not really sure what to do here."

Bill stood back up and stared around the arena, seeing all the disinterested fans slowly losing their patience. It was a extremely awkward feeling, Bill felt like he was being made out to look like a complete idiot. Nobody should have to see him when is was not in his element, even a loss would be preferable to this crap. The production assistant caught Bill's attention once more while motioning to his headset;

"They're telling me the match is cancelled. We're gonna bring the next match in to start early instead; sorry about that."

...Sorry? That's it? Just a 'Too bad' and move on? Bill just stared at the staff member with his dead gaze, a mystery of what kind of emotion was being conveyed behind it. He was frozen in place for a good few seconds as he took in the information. It wasn't like he had an opportunity to wrestle every night here, he knew he was more of a special attraction rather than a mainstay. So the fact that his opponent was unable to make it to the ring for a opportunity he would constantly strive for felt almost heartbreaking. Bill's arm shuddered a little as he recalled all the work he had to put into his body, his form, his training... And to have the night end like this it just-

"The next match is starting, you'll have to leave through the side entrance, over there."

Bill's thoughts were interrupted by the production assistant motioning him beside the entrance ramp where he could leave while the next wrestlers made their way down the ramp. It was extremely evident now how disheartened he was, his posture looked deflated as he begrudgingly exited the ring and avoided looking at the nearby audience who sounded downright angry. While it wasn't his fault, he still felt a great deal of shame even being in their presence; and as he walked beside the rampway to the arena-side entrance, the music of the next competitor blared and a dazzling display of lights announced their entrance. The audience immediately woke up~ Finally eager for a match! Just not for Bill's. He couldn't even give the time of day to see who it was that was taking his matches slot; some wolf-something what the rather. He left through the back doors with his head low.

...

Bill didn't bother even returning back to Gorilla position where he entered. What were they gonna tell him he didn't already know? He walked through the halls having to hear the second entrance of his replacement echoing deeply through the brickwork and the audiences elated reaction. Well... Hopefully his competitor tonight was alright in whatever occurred with her; it must have been something serious if she was never able to make it for her entrance. He was getting in his own head; disappointed clearly but also a little worried about what could have happened... He just needed to clear his head. And considering he prepared himself for a match tonight, may as well work out some steam in the gym; He didn't mind working out in his gear anyway.

As he made his way to the doors of the gym the hallways were quiet, everyone was at the centre of the arena for tonight's matches... Except for a noise. Somebody was talking in the gym excitedly, but no voice could be heard accompanying her. Well, at least he could have somebody to workout with; perhaps a sparring session if so desired. He opened the door to the large room, making his way inside as he saw the girl speaking to her phone. What was she.. Wait.

Her hair. Her outfit. Bill had studied Ortega beforehand; this wasn't her was it? She was babbling away to her phone without a response as Bill made his way up behind her to announce his presence. This had better not be what he thought it was.

"...Are you Ortega Hatch?"

Bill's tone was deep and serious. He stood in a wide stance letting his towering shadow overtake her as he asked his question.

[ADarlingDucky]

The longer that Ortega sat in the gymnasium, talking to her chat, the more confused she was about just when this match was supposed to take place! Had she been given an incorrect time? I mean usually someone would let her know that she was so and so minutes away from heading out to the ring, but given her change in scenery while streaming, she had no knowledge that she had completely missed out on that, and so as the minutes ticked by, she continued simply finding new topics to discuss! Still, the further that her stream went, the longer that the match was being delayed, and even without her knowledge, the crowd and her opponent seemed to be getting more and more antsy, until the officials felt like there was no choice but to continue the event! Ortega, of course, was blissfully unaware of this, and so her stream had continued on with the warnings of her chat falling by the wayside!

However, after a few moments more, the gymnasium was no longer empty, as another person would open the door and step inside, Ortega far too busy chatting to her phone to notice. A few people had seen it in the background of her stream but they were largely unfocused on it, and the irony that the entrance of Bill into the gymnasium posed! The very man that she was supposed to be facing was here now, and he noticed her quite quickly, slowly closing the distance between her as she was blissfully unaware the entire time! More and more people noticed the masked male as he approached, and when he eventually was standing directly behind the social media star, it was only Ortega who was unaware of his presence!

That was, until he spoke.

"Hmm? Oh, is it time for the match? Finally, I've been waiting forever! I dunno what was taking so long but... Uh..." Ortega was relieved that somebody had finally come to find her, but as she stood up and turned around, she got an actually good look at the man who had found her. He was massive, in skin colored trunks and a mask covering his face, standing tall above her. He was most certainly not an employee of the promotion, not with the way he was dressed! Ortega gave him a quick look up and down, pondering her options before responding!

"Uh, yes! Yes I am! Did you come here to use the mats? Or, since you know who I am, an autograph? Well, I can sign something if you want, but we'll have to keep it quick! I have a match coming on any second now, as soon as somebody comes to get me for it! So, whatcha want signed?" Ortega chirped, not realizing who it was that she was speaking to, and how the masked man might be feeling upon finding the tardy Ortega happily streaming in the gym!

[Lycanstar]

The Woman finally bothered to acknowledge Bill's presence as she turned around with a shocked expression and stared up at his massive body! While she took a second to come up with a proper response to his question; Bill could not help but clench his fists tighter and tighter. The mere sight of her oblivious expression was filling him with such a rage he had never felt before, this Woman who had completely missed their match; his opportunity to...

"I have a match coming on any second now, as soon as somebody comes to get me for it! So, whatcha want signed?"

The arrogance. The absolute fucking gall. Apparently She had not even bothered to research her opponent tonight to recognize him, even when he was standing directly in front of her. And to think he was some "Fan" or admirer of hers was laughably egotistical. Bill's fists shook in a wild rage as she finished speaking and his entire body tensed up~ Perhaps if she could see his facial expression she might recognize what he was feeling, but his body would speak his mind for him soon enough.

Now Bill while a bit of a meathead, was not an overtly violent individual. He kept his business to the ring and respected the performance he would create with his opponents during matches. However tonight, Ortega had managed to twist something in Bill's mind that made him turn a way he had never expected he could before in his life. Perhaps the disappointment, shame, worry and eventual bitterness is what caused him to perform the next actions he took.

Bill had stood dumbfounded staring down at Ortega for a few seconds before finally responding. He took in a deep breath and exhaled loudly with a small shudder in his inflection; Before raising his shaky left arm and placing his grip firmly on Ortega's shoulder. The knuckles in his right hand were practically white as he clenched it as tightly as he could before~

SMACK!

A massive blow from his right hand found its way directly into Ortega's stomach as he forced his fist with as much furious might as he could into her soft belly! He followed the momentum of the punch as far as he could go; keeping her body steady with his left hand to help deliver the justice he was due for her behaviour this evening.

[ADarlingDucky]

The entrance of Bill had turned Ortega's attention away from her phone, but it seemed that the social media mogul had no clue of who he was or why he was here in the gym at the current moment, least of all her involvement in that very predicament! Watchful viewers in her stream who had noted that she was late to the match had also noted that this was Bill the Crusher, the man that she had just stood up, whether by accident or on purpose, but Ortega's attention had left her chat, and those warnings would fly right past her! Instead, she'd happily greet the very large man, and with the assumption that he was a fellow wrestler that had approached her based on knowing who she was from her social media, she'd offer him a happy greeting, and even the chance to get something signed! If only she knew what a mistake that was!

Bill didn't really move at all, aside from maybe a twitch in his hands, but Ortega would wait patiently, perhaps assuming that he was just a tad awkward, not one to brush off those who needed a bit of prodding to actually take a picture with her or something! However, what he did next was not move in for a picture or some kind of autograph, but simply raise a hand up and grab hold of her shoulder, Ortega feeling how firm he held her, casting a somewhat confused glance from his masked face, down to his hand, then back up to him!

"Uh... buddy? Are you okay?" Ortega began, however she would quickly find out that Bill was not okay, and his method of feeling better would largely lean on passing that feeling onto her!

"Can you let g- UUUGUH!" Ortega's words were lost when Bill's fist suddenly slammed into her gut, the sheer force of his stomach blow nearly lifting her feet off of the matted floor, as all the air was driven out of her in one forceful strike! The phone immediately dropped from Ortega's hand, falling to the mat with a light thud, as the chat began to explode into confusion over what happened! Ortega wasn't far behind, as she first collapsed to her knees, before flopping over to her side, arms crossed over her poor tummy, stunned by the sudden strike, and without any air in her system to even attempt a reply!

[Lycanstar]

Bill took in a deep breath.

Ortega had crumpled immediately to the floor after his fist pulled back from her belly; His left hand that kept her shoulder and body upright lazily fell back down to his side as he let Ortega wither in pain alone. The Woman was hunched with her arms around her stomach to comfort her pain~ Not a word escaped her arrogant lips as She must truly be feeling the price of her transgression. Bill paid no mind to her phone that was lighting up with reactions and a scrolling wall of messages; He was a more focused man than that. And all his focus would remain on Ortega as even in her bewildered and out-of-breath state, She was still due a fairer helping of punishment.

"Up."

Bill had enough of watching her coddled attempts to subdue her pain; as if she was trying to prevent that which she deserved. He would slowly lean over and with both of his massive hands, he would grab Ortega's head to drag her slowly up to her shaky feet. He would make sure she took the time she needed to collect herself while he kept her head smooshed between both of his palms~ And once she was to her feet he would forcefully press her head between both of his thighs. He looked down at her body as she was underneath him and turned his head amusingly; wondering what kind of response she may have, if she was feeling remorseful for her inaction earlier that night... Or if she even understood why this was happening to her in the first place.

Bill nuzzled his thighs together to feel her hair comfortingly brush against him all the while his crotch unflatteringly was pressed right against the back of her head. Probably where she deserved to be at the very least; Bill may have shown some empathy in the ring for their intended match, but as far as he was concerned she was not worthy of any. He wrapped his arms around her stomach and clasped; beginning to hoist her whole body up with minimal effort~

"Raise your legs."

Bill commandingly instructed Ortega to lift her legs, seeing if she would oblige to accommodate the proper position for what he had planned. In either case he allowed her to hang upside-down for a few seconds; letting all the blood rush to her head as he would ignore any pleas or requests she made...

*SLAM!*

Before kicking his feet forward and dropping her right on her head with a devastating piledriver on the floor!

[ADarlingDucky]

Getting punched in the gut really sucked. Turns out, it sucked even more when the person striking you in the stomach was a massive, muscled man who had a bone to pick with you because you had showed up late to your match against him. As Ortega happened to be learning.

She had dropped almost immediately and was left wheezing on the mat, as the air had been almost knocked completely out of her, and her whole body had shut down while she desperately attempted to get it back in her, not that Bill cared to let that happen! The chat was still relatively confused, but given that her phone had landed with the screen facing up, they were still able to see, just enough as Bill came to stand over the top of her phone, reaching down to grab a groaning Ortega and pluck her off the mat! His brief command to rise wasn't much of a command at all, as she likely couldn't have done what he wanted even if she had tried, and he would yank her up regardless of that fact!

In a flash, Ortega found herself with her head pulled between his legs, his bulge brushing up against the back of her head as he situated her securely, before suddenly yanking her up and off of her feet, flipping her entirely upside down! And then he commanded her to raise her legs... who did this guy think he was? After surprise punching her in the gut, Ortega wasn't going to listen to this guy, not at all!

...It didn't really matter in the end, however.

"UUUGH!" With one swift drop, Bill would bring Ortega crashing down as he fell to a seat, drilling the poor woman's head to the mat with a brutal piledriver, one that almost immediately knocked Ortega out cold! Once let go, the beautiful ebony woman would slowly flop to the side, landing on the mats with a dull thud, head still resting atop Bill's leg as her curvy body twitched every so often, jiggling appealingly as she was knocked out by her attacker! If only she knew that she was so far from it being over...

[Lycanstar]

Ortega's body spiked into the mat of the gym before unceremoniously flopping to the side with her head still rested against Bill's thigh. It seemed she didn't have it in her mind to follow his instructions to raise her legs; which caused the impact against the mat to be even more awkward for her~ But Bill had no remorse. Just more justification that She had no respect for wrestling or her own well-being for that matter. If she didn't know how to keep her own body safe, who's to say She had any respect for her opponents? More than likely his assumptions that She was just here for social media clout were more and more accurate; And as Bill stared at the twitching body and glazed expression of Ortega, He was only filled with more vitriolic rage. Every little shudder and jiggle acting as further fuel that She defiantly opposed his judgment, He was far from through with her.

With a trembling hand from his subdued rage, Bill gripped a handful of Ortega's hair and began raising himself from his seated position. He dragged the limp Ortega's body up with him as she limply flopped her limbs against his body as her head was pressed to his chest to keep her upright. Once on his feet; He reached around to grip Ortega's lower back to keep her own her shaky feet; staring deeply into her eyes with his expressionless mask to see what kind of response if any she had to being manhandled against her will. Was her mind that scrambled from the Piledriver that she could not even focus on the situation at hand? Perhaps she needed to be woken up a tad.

"I was planning on going easy on you in the ring. But it's clear you need a lesson in respect."

Bill's blunt words had a hint of unbridled anger behind them; It was very unlike the man who usually could keep a calm and focused demeanour no matter the situation; but something about Ortega this evening had managed to push every single wrong button in his head that the big man could not help himself from growing more and more incensed with her. His hand that was holding her head upright so She was forced to stare at him instead moved under her armpit and reached around her back; His other hand lowered and gripped the backside of her upper thigh as he prepared for his next punishment for her-

Squatting down briefly, Bill would let Ortega's body lean against him before he stood tall and upright; bringing Ortega's body high up in his grip! With the Woman's legs spread out from his grip on lower body, Bill would let her hang in the air for a brief second before-

*SLAM!*

Ortega was brought down swiftly as Bill stepped his left leg forward; dropping her body crotch first with a massive amount of momentum onto his knee!!! A Brutal inverted atomic drop on the hard gym surface gave very little leeway for the Woman's movements; making the impact of her body against his knee stiffly collide!

[ADarlingDucky]

After being slammed down onto the very top of her head, Ortega's body had gone completely and utterly limp, falling swiftly onto the mat with a dull thud and leaving her laying with her head resting against Bill's leg, a quite pathetic looking position for the beginner wrestler! The beatdown could have very well been over at that point, given that Ortega was clearly out, but unbeknownst to most besides Bill, things were only just starting, and she wouldn't be getting off easy from this masked menace! Once Bill had gotten back up, Ortega was slowly roused as he grabbed hold of her and hefted her up along with him, the ebony beauty only waking enough to barely get her wobbly legs underneath her as she was pulled upright, head pulled up as she was forced to look at Bill!

Her eyes rested on the masked face of the man attacking her, but it wouldn't take very much at all from Bill to see that they were glassy, Ortega unable to even fully take in what was in front of her, her head was swimming so much! She might have said something to him, some question about his words, what he meant by "in the ring," but there was no way she could form a coherent thought. She'd need something to wake her up before she was able to actually figure out what the hell was happening to her.

And for better or worse, Bill had a wakeup in mind for her.

"Uuuunngh..." Ortega only mustered a low groan when Bill slipped down and wrapped his arms around her, and as she leaned against him, she was suddenly hoisted up, his hand gripping the back of her thick thigh as her legs spread! She might have been able to brace herself if she was awake, but there was no time now, and as she came down, she'd be treated to the full shock of a brutal atomic drop, slamming flush into Bill's outstretched knee!

"AAAAH!" Ortega's yelp was shrill and sharp, a falsetto cry of pain coming from her as she was suddenly jarred awake, all thanks to a shocking jolt of agony that flowed upwards through her body from her crotch, as she came to rest on Bill's knee! She straddled his outstretched limb, eyes wide as her hands came to clutch her groin, legs feeling even more like jelly than before as she could do nothing but rest atop the agonizing seat he had provided her!

"Nnnnhh... w-why..." Finally managing some words, Ortega could only barely question his motives as she sat atop his leg, breathless and shocked, and with Bill likely not keen on letting her go!