Real Raw Rasslin – Part Five

In the locker room of the studio, Moe stood with sweat glistening across his body, his shoulders heavy with defeat. His breathing was still ragged as he opened his locker. The bitter loss against Nic gnawed at him. Every punch, every second of the fight echoed in his head. Then the door opened. Nic stepped in, still burning with the adrenaline of the match. He hesitated for a moment, then moved closer. “Hey, Moe… sorry about earlier. I might’ve gone a little too hard on you.” Moe looked at him, his eyes cold, yet a spark flickered within them—an idea. “It’s fine,” he muttered. “But if you really want to make it up to me… there’s something you can do.” Nic raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?” “Finn,” Moe answered curtly. “Take Finn down. Not in the boxing ring—I want you to destroy him in the cage. Show everyone who’s really in charge.” A dark grin spread across Nic’s face. “Deal.” It didn’t take long before Finn was called in. The young fighter entered the hall with determination, unaware of what awaited him. As the gate of the MMA cage clanged shut behind him, two worlds collided: Finn, full of fighting spirit, and Nic, heavy and relentless. The first exchange exploded instantly. Open-hand strikes cracked through the air, bodies smacked together. Finn was quickly driven to the ground, crushed under Nic’s sheer weight. In pure desperation, he resorted to dirty tricks: a vicious wedgie that ripped Nic’s briefs apart. But even that only bought him a few seconds of relief. Finn’s hands clawed for any advantage—grabbing hair, twisting nipples, even reaching lower. But Nic was unfazed. With a steely expression, he clamped down, yanking Finn’s waistband from behind and locking him into a crushing bearhug. Finn cried out, the pressure forcing the breath from his lungs. The wedgie, combined with the merciless squeeze, left him whimpering in agony. The crowd roared, but everyone knew: Finn was finished. Even when the fight spilled back to the mat one last time, their bodies slick with sweat and heaving with exhaustion, Finn had no chance of controlling the brute above him. Nic’s dominance was overwhelming, and in the end, Finn was left with nothing but the painful realization that he had lost yet another fight.