Khronnus stepped into the ring already at a disadvantage, his opponent, Sicwre88, stood shorter but carried a compact, grounded power that was impossible to ignore. The contrast only made the moment more intense. Khronnus adjusted the thin blue thong at his hips, the fabric catching the glow of the lights.
From the first clash, it was clear: Sicwre88 owned Khronnus. Khronnus’ taller frame bent, pressed, and guided exactly where Sicwre88 wanted him. He struggled, muscles tightening, hips shifting, the blue fabric stretching as he tried to create even an inch of space. But Sicwre88 didn’t rush. He applied pressure slowly, deliberately - pinning, adjusting, keeping Khronnus exactly where he wanted him. It wasn’t just strength; it was control, intimate and constant.
By the end, Khronnus wasn’t escaping, he was contained. Fully grounded, fully overpowered, the blue thong a vivid contrast against the mat as he lay there, pinned beneath Sicwre88’s steady dominance.
This is a bearhug only match! Come see me get crushed.
