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**Makato** · January 31st, 2015, 03:03 AM

"GAHH!" Aaron howled, reaching back to rub his crimson rear, as his opponent began celebrating. Without his shorts, he quickly stood, and ran backstage, pulling his shirt down to cover himself, followed by the crowd's pointing and laughing.

**Croup** · January 31st, 2015, 02:44 PM

"Woooo YEAHHHH!! Who's the champ! Who's the champ!" Jake continued to pump himself up from his win, twirling the shorts around to celebrate his victory and performing poses for the audience. His partner sheepishly pulled his own pants back up after the referee finally let him go, covering up his stinging backside.

(anything you'd like to happen now?)

**Makato** · February 7th, 2015, 04:33 AM

(Well, do you want to try a 2-on-2 match? Or maybe we could do some kind of out of the ring spanking?)

**Croup** · February 7th, 2015, 04:50 AM

(either of those sounds good to me

)

**Makato** · February 22nd, 2015, 01:16 AM

(Let's try 2v2 first, and then something out of the ring)

As the applause died down and the ring emptied, the referee reappeared, and began introducing the first pair of wrestlers in this match.

In walked "The Bull and The Panther", a quite popular pair. The larger man, standing at 6'3", and 186 lbs., was Tyler Johnson, or "The Bull." His spiked black hair, and red eyes resembled his namesake. Also like a bull, his large size attributed to his strong, and reckless fighting style. He snorted, and smirked at his friend, the smaller Henry Andrews, at 5'8" and 151 lbs. He had short black hair and green eyes, like a panther. Almost the opposite of Tyler, his movements are more smooth, and carefully calculated, for the swiftest victory. Their team was almost unstoppable, as the two won all but a handful of their matches.

Tyler laughed, and waved towards the crowd, awaiting their opponents. Henry simply stood, planning on what to do. Tyler looked over at him, and smirked. "Why are ya' so serious? We got this in the bag!" he said, giving his teammate a motivational swat. Henry yelped. "Ow! The goal is spank them! Not me! Besides, here they come now..."

**Croup** · February 22nd, 2015, 03:59 PM

Their opponents for this match-up couldn't have been more different from each other. Tank and Screwball, "the opposing duo" as they were called. Tank was all about military precision. He had a square jaw, a crewcut, a camo singlet, and army boots. He marched into the ring like a drill sergeant. His partner, by contrast, flipped over the ropes more like a jester than a wrestler. Screwball was the comedian of the federation. He'd actually begun his wrestling career years ago wearing a red nose and clown makeup, but had since evolved his image to simply an assortment of gimmicks which he utilized during his fights.

One of those gimmicks became self-evident moments later. The ref, as part of a new initiative for good sportsmanship, directed a member of each time to shake each others hand before the match. Screwball stepped forward right away. But when Tyler's large hand clasped with his, the big man got a nasty shock. Screwball was wearing an electric buzzer on his hand! Next thing that happened, Screwball swept his hand back and delivered an electrifying swat right against The Bull's ass!

And just like that, the night's main event had begun!

**Makato** · February 24th, 2015, 01:22 AM

Tyler smirked, as he grasped his opponent's hand, but was surprised when he got shocked. "Ah! The fuck? OW!" he yelped, as the shock was applied to his rear. As the match began, he snorted. "You'll pay for that, clown!" he exclaimed, charging at the jester.

Henry however, went for Tank. He used the other two's fight as a distraction, to get behind him, and give him a sharp swat. He quickly jumped onto his back, knocking him to the ground.

**Croup** · February 24th, 2015, 01:54 AM

"I'd like to see you try!" Screwball quipped, somersaulting over the charging Bull (suitable, given his ring name). Getting behind his opponent, he once again put his buzzer to work. This time, however, he yanked the guy's tights down first so his hand slapped against bare, muscled cheek--and he kept his hand in place, really shocking his butt!

Tank's matchup didn't go as well for him. First he got a hard slap on his ass from Panther, then the other man leapt onto him and bore him down. He ended up face-down on the floor of the ring, struggling to buck his opponent off. "Argh! Unless you want a hiding soldier, you'll get yourself off me!"

**Makato** · February 24th, 2015, 05:22 AM

The Bull seemed shocked, as his opponent jumped over him, and yanked his shorts down. He blushed, before his now exposed rear was shocked again. He stumbled forward, and hiked his shorts back up, before glaring at Screwball. "Gah... You're gonna get it now!" he snorted, observing him.

The Panther smirked, as he held Tank down. He certainly wasn't stronger than his opponent, but from this position, Tank couldn't use his full strength. "You should be more worried about your own hide, not mine." he taunted, as he pulled the soldier's shorts and underwear down, and landed two quick swats, one to each exposed cheek.

**Croup** · February 24th, 2015, 05:28 AM

Tank gasped as his buttocks was bared, then winced as two spanks fell on them. His ass was solid muscle with almost no give at all, but it still hurt his pride to be getting literally spanked by his opponent. "Screwball, stop goofing around and help me, dammit!" he yelled to his teammate, jerking his hips as more spanks rained down.

"You got it, buddy!" Screwball said, turning away from his own opponent. He quickly ran at the ropes, then rebounded off them, aiming himself for Panther to slam into him and knock him off his more serious partner.