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The following Friday, after spending almost a whole week locked and denied in one of Lana’s chastity cages, it was finally time for the show.

The main event of the evening had been decided, of course it was the ladder match between Hypnotica and Lana. The match that would decide my fate for the evening and beyond.

I walked through the backstage area and took a peek through the curtain, immediately spying a long chain dangling down from the ceiling, currently hovering high above the ring. Already clipped onto the end of the chain, was of course, the keys to my chastity cage. 

I headed back towards my dressing room, a little annoyed that I would have to wait until the very end of the show to discover my fate. 

When I stepped back inside my dressing room, I was greeted with the sight of Hypnotica lounging casually on my small sofa.

“Ah there you are. I was beginning to think you weren’t gonna show.” Hypnotica said in a low, always seductive voice.

“Yeah right. Like I’d miss this one.” I replied. “Why are you here?”

“And here I thought you would be happy to see me.” She said, standing up from the sofa and slowly slinking her way closer to me. “After all, when I win tonight, you’ll be mine to play with.” 

She was right to be confident of course, she was the only undefeated wrestler in this promotion as far as I knew. I knew Lana was good, but would she be a match for Hypnotica?

“Maybe you should be on your knees already, Brian. Begging me to have mercy on you when I win. You know I don’t need a cage to prevent you from c0mming, don’t you? One ‘snap’ from me…” She snapped her fingers loudly as she said the word and I instantly felt a light buzz drift through my mind. “..And I could stop your 0rgasm’s dead in their tracks. Or, maybe I could make sure you experience the most intense pleasure you’ve ever had. Think about that while you’re out there later.” 

I wished I could have thought of some clever comeback at that point, but a fog had descended over my brain as Hypnotica moved in closer to me as she spoke. 

“Whats the matter, Brian? No clever quips? Nothing to say? Or are you becoming so weak to my hypnosis that you can already feel yourself slipping?”

She was right, I was slipping. Her voice, her movements, her eyes, all of it was so intoxicating.

“Well, seeing as you’re already halfway there. Drop for me.” ‘Snap!’

The next thing I knew, I was shaking away the cobwebs from my head as Hypnotica was tucking something away in her back pocket, something that looked like lipstick…

“Well I have to go, Brian. See you out there later.” She was gone pretty quickly after that, leaving me trying to figure out why it felt like I had lost a couple of minutes of time. 

There wasn’t much to do in my dressing room, so I figured I may as well try to enjoy some of the show. I took a drink from the fridge in my dressing room (perks) and headed to a private seating booth reserved for the competitors to watch a match.

The Hostess was inside the ring, introducing the first two competitors of the night. 

“Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome. Helen the Hound Tamerrr!” I had yet to see this woman in action.

I watched as she entered the ring confidently, an imposing woman, standing around six feet tall, wearing brown leather pants and matching jacket, she walked to the ring carrying a collar, a leash, what looked like a long fluffy tail and small something that I couldn’t quite see from my vantage point. There was a cute motif of a puppy on the back of her jacket, with its paws in a begging position. 

“Aaand her opponent. Barbie ‘the dollmaker’ Dahl!” I watched as the pink clad form of a recent opponent of mine entered the arena, striding confidently down to the ring, dragging that dreaded pink case of hers along and waving happily to the audience.

The two women sized each other up as the bell rang, signalling the start of the match, Barbie was the one to break the silence.

“You’re gonna look so much better when I get through with you. That outfit does nothing for you.” She said, mockingly. I couldn’t help but hope to see Barbie defeated this time, after what she had done to me in our match.

“No way ‘Barbie’, when this match is over, you’ll just be another bitch for me to tame.”

The two girls locked up and started trading blows and holds, neither one of them seemed to have the advantage at the start, but I was rooting for the Helen girl.

After a few minutes of wrestling, Barbie seemed to gain an advantage, slamming Helen to the mat with a hip toss and quickly grabbing hold of her jacket. She quickly unzipped it and wrenched it from her body, leaving her in just a tight looking, camo print sports bra.

“Ugh. Even your underwear is boring. I have a nice push up bra in here that will accentuate those boring boobies of yours.” Barbie said, taunting her opponent.

“Oh you’re going to pay for that you vapid whore!” Helen dived for Barbie's legs and brought her down quickly, leaving the two of them struggling for control on the mat. It quickly became obvious that Barbie was outmatched, Helen's sheer size and strength were too much for her to keep up with. She fought valiantly, but myself and the audience knew the end was in sight when Helen slammed Barbie to the mat with a huge powerbomb.

Barbie was wearing her typical pink jumpsuit, but before she could recover, Helen had grabbed a hold of the collar with both hands and yanked the two sections apart. Bursting the zipper on the front and leaving almost all of Barbie's top half exposed. I began to get a little aroused as Barbie's large tits were left on display, I couldn’t wait to get out of this damn cage!

“What’s the matter, Helen? Did you just want to see what a real pair of tits look like?”

But Barbie's opponent wasn’t going to be goaded, Helen had stepped over to her corner and retrieved the collar she had brought with her. I saw Barbie’s expression change into something more fearful as Helen advanced on her with the collar in hand.

“...No!” Barbie turned and made to jump out of the ring between the ropes, but Helen was too quick for her and Barbie was still battling with the top half of her destroyed jumpsuit.

Helen grabbed hold of her opponent’s hair with one hand and yanked her backwards away from the ropes, with an obviously well-practiced motion, she swung the collar around Barbie's neck and snapped it into place. 

With the collar in place, Helen walked casually over to her corner and picked up the small black device she had brought with her while Barbie struggled to find a way to get the collar off.

“Now Barbie. Let’s see if you know any tricks….SIT!” Helen commanded loudly.

“N-no way! I’m not gonna perform tricks for you you bitch!” Barbie replied, her hands still busy trying to find a way to remove the collar.

“Oh really?” Helen pointed the black device towards Barbie and pushed a button.

“AAARGH!” Barbie let out a pained scream as I realized that she was actually wearing a shock collar.

“I said sit!” Helen repeated the command, still pointing the remote at Barbie.

Barbie seemed to think about defying her for a second, but in the end she dropped to her knees on the mat and sat back on her haunches.

“Good girl.” Helen said, cockily. “Now, puppies don’t wear clothes do they, so strip, now.” 

“Fuck y-Aaaah.” Helen had shocked Barbie again. “Okay, okay.” Barbie quickly removed the rest of her ruined jumpsuit, leaving her completely naked in the ring. Guess there was no room for underwear in her outfit.

“That’s better. Now, stay girl.” Helen turned back to her corner and picked up the short leash she had brought with her. Barbie didn’t resist as the leash was attached to the collar. “Let’s try something a little more difficult, roll over.” 

It was clear Barbie did not want to humiliate herself like this, and she waited a little too long to react, causing her to get shocked again.

Barbie eventually did as she was asked, rolling over on her back with her legs and arms in the air in a humiliating fashion.

“Good puppy!” Helen proclaimed loudly as the audience cheered. “Now there’s just one more accessory you need and you’ll be good to go.

“Oh no! Don’t you dare come near me with that thing.” Barbie said, watching as Helen retrieved the last item she had brought with her. Which turned out to be a butt plug with an attached tail.

As soon as Helen lifted up the plug, Barbie decided to try and make a run for it. This was a mistake. She didn’t get more than a couple of steps towards the ropes before Helen pushed the shock button.

“Aaargh! Fuck! Okay okay!” Barbie dropped to the mat, clutching at the collar around her neck as she yelled out in pain.

“Bad dog!” Helen said, clearly quite amused with Barbie’s failed attempt to flee. “Now stay there.” 

Barbie whimpered slightly as Helen approached her rear, but didn’t try to run again.

“Tssss. Shit.” Barbie squirmed in pain as Helen pushed the plug up her ass, the larger end disappearing between her round ass cheeks and settling into place.

“There you go, girl. Now you have a tail, why don’t you give it a wag for the audience.” Helen said as one of her thumbs idly stroked the button on the remote.

Barbie didn’t bother resisting this time, instead she began shaking her ass from side to side, her plump cheeks jiggled as the tail wagged back and forth behind her. I took great pleasure in watching her humiliate herself.

There was no more resistance after that. I watched, pleased with the result, as Helen walked Barbie around the ring, forcing her to do tricks for the entertainment of the audience until she eventually walked her up the ramp to the backstage area, Barbie on all fours like a tamed dog with her tail literally between her legs.

I mostly enjoyed the rest of the night's matches, but I was unable to get hard thanks to the cage, so I couldn't enjoy the full effect of the kink themed wrestling on display.

Eventually, it was time for the main event…

“Ladies and Gentlemen, it’s time for a very special main event. Please welcome, Brian the Bulldozer!” I made my way to the ring as the Hostess called me out, there was a seat for me at the ringside area which I sat down on and waited.

“Brian here is the prize in tonight’s main event. He has been wearing a chastity cage for the whole week, the keys to which are suspended above the ring, the goal of this match is to retrieve a ladder from under the ring and use it to retrieve the keys. The first person to retrieve the keys is declared the winner and gets to play with Brian here after the match. Now without further ado. Please welcome, the mesmerising Mistress of the ring, Hypnoticaaaaaa!”

The crowd went wild for their favorite competitor as Hypnotica made her way to the ring, that same confident and eyecatching sway to her hips as she walked. What I didn't expect was my own reaction.

At the sound of Hypnotica's name, I immediately jumped up from my seat and lifted up my shirt, cheering loudly.

“Wooo! Hypnotica!” I hadn't meant to say that. 

The audience laughed at my display. As I went to sit back down and lower my shirt, I noticed something written on my chest in lipstick.

‘Hypnoticas toy.’ 

So that's what happened in the dressing room! I lowered my shirt and sat back down, red faced and embarrassed at my impromptu cheer.

“And her opponent, who provided the cage our little Brian here is wearing, Lana ‘the cockblock’ Coldwell!” 

Lana headed to the ring and took her position across from Hypnotica, she removed her jacket and dropped it near the corner furthest away from me so she was wearing just the tight pants and a small white top with the padlock pattern all over them. She looked focused and ready. 

The two women hovered near their respective corners as the Hostess climbed out of the ring and the bell rang, getting the match underway.

At the start of the match  Lana seemed to be employing the same technique she had told me to use. Move in quick, hit hard and get away before Hypnotica could try to hypnotize her. It seemed to be working pretty well.

“Why don’t you just give in, Lana? It’s clear Brian would rather become a toy for me than a chaste pet for you.”

Lana didn’t respond to Hypnotica’s words, instead moving in quickly and sweeping Hypnotica's legs out from underneath her, leaving her flat on her back. Lana followed this up with a simple standing elbow drop, before rolling quickly away and back to her feet. 

Her next attack, however, didn’t go as well. Lana moved in for a clothes line but Hypnotica moved underneath her arm and wrapped her arm around Lana’s neck. I felt a pang of dread for Lana as I saw Hypnotica’s lips begin moving, speaking quickly and quietly into Lana’s ear. Lana, to her credit, didn’t stop her struggling. She eventually broke the hold, but looked a little dazed and slightly more off balance than she had before.

“NICE TRY BITCH.” Lana called, way louder than she needed to, practically yelling at Hypnotica even though she was only a few feet away from her.

“Ohhh you’re resisting. Very good, you know that resisting only makes it worse, don’t you? The more you resist, the more you simply convince your mind that I’m going to hypnotize you. It’s like a catch 22. You resist me, and it only makes you fall deeper. If you give in, and stop resisting, I’ll take over your mind anyway. So you may as well give in.” Hypnotica was gaining a little confidence now, but Lana still seemed focused enough. 

Lana launched herself into a nice standing dropkick that caught Hypnotica square in the chest, sending her tumbling towards the ropes. Lana followed up by slamming hard into Hypnotica and knocking her clean over the top rope and to the floor outside, right next to my seat. Lana followed her out of the ring but Hypnotica was back to her feet, she quickly elbowed Lana in the stomach before driving her into the steel steps, knocking the wind out of her.

While Lana was dazed and recovering, Hypnotica turned her attention to me.

“Don’t worry, Brian. I’ll have this match over with soon, Lana doesn’t stand a chance against me. And you know, Hypnotica is always right. Haha.” Once more, I jumped up out of my seat, raised my shirt and shouted loudly.

“Go Hypnotica!!” The audience laughed as I exposed the message on my chest. 

Hypnotica stepped over the recovering Lana and lifted her back to her feet, speaking softly as she did so. I was starting to worry about Lana’s chances now. I knew she wouldn’t be able to resist Hypnotica for long. 

Eventually, Hypnotica stepped away from Lana, who remained where she was with a blank expression on her face. 

“Now, get back in the ring and wait for your Mistress.” I was dejected to see Lana follow Hypnotica's command, climbing willingly back into the ring as Hypnotica herself reached under the ropes and pulled out a long, steel ladder. 

She slid the ladder under the ropes and climbed back into the ring, but Lana seemed to have snapped out of her trance and was on Hypnotica before she could get to her feet. She lifted her up and slammed her hard, right onto the ladder.

“Oof! How are you still resisting?!” Hypnotica said, looking a little dazed as Lana stepped over to grab the ladder.

Unfortunately, Hypnotica had recovered enough to grab Lana and drag over to one of the turnbuckles. I watched as they struggled against each other in the corner near where Lana had left her jacket.

It seemed like Hypnotica was still trying to put Lana back into trance, and it may have been working. Lana’s struggles got slower and more labored as time went on, until eventually she stopped struggling altogether. 

“That’s it, Lana. You can’t resist my power. Just give in and drop for me. Drop!” Hypnotica was speaking loud enough now that I could hear her, and it seemed she had the upper hand as Lana slumped down into the corner, her head resting against the middle turnbuckle.

“Oh dear. It looks like your saviour has failed you Brian.” Hypnotica said, turning around to face me, leaving her ass pointing at Lana’s face. “Why don’t I show you what happens to people who try to resist my power.”

Hypnotica lowered her pants, exposing her bare ass to Lana’s expressionless face. Myself, and the audience, knew exactly what was coming. Hypnotica quickly slammed her ass back into Lana’s face and began wiggling her hips back and forth, squashing her cheeks hard against Lana’s face.

“Hahaha, I could end this match right now, but I think you need to be humbled for daring to stand up to me.” Hypnotica turned around and began removing one of her shoes, leaving her bare foot hovering in front of Lana’s face. I noticed Lana’s expression changed to one of disgust, but she made no attempt to move.

“Now, Lana. You’re going to open your mouth and suck my toes, right here in front of everyone.”

I could clearly see that Lana was at war with herself, her face was obviously repulsed by the thought of sucking on Lana’s toes, but her mouth opened, reluctantly. 

Hypnotica laughed as she pushed her foot into Lana’s mouth and Lana began sucking on her toes.

“Hahaha, thaaat’s it. Suck my toes like the submissive failure you are.” Hypnotica turned her head to look at me. “I think you’ll be coming home with me Brian. Poor Lana here is a little- Huh!” Neither myself, nor Hypnotica had noticed Lana spring into action as soon as Hypnotica turned her head. As she turned her attention back to Lana, she saw that a pair of handcuffs had been snapped closed around her ankle, with the other one attached to the middle rope. 

It turns out, while Hypnotica was taunting me, Lana had pulled a pair of cuffs out from her jacket and snapped attached Hypnotica to the ropes.

“Bleugh!” Lana quickly pulled away from Hypnotica's foot and stood up from the corner, spitting dramatically to get the taste of Hypnotica’s foot out of her mouth. “YOU REALLY ARE DISGUSTING, YOU KNOW.” Lana said, still speaking loudly.

I was amazed that she was able to resist her hypnosis, she looked defeated, she had just had the ass and foot of her opponent in her face and didn’t try anything, so how did she manage this?

“How did you do that? How could you still resist me?” Hypnotica asked as she failed to remove the cuffs that trapped her foot in the corner.

The match was over shortly after that. Lana set up the ladder without any further preamble and climbed carefully to the top. After a few moments of fiddling dramatically with the clip, she removed my keys from the chain and climbed back down to the sound of the Hostess voice ringing out over the speakers.

“Here is your winner. Lana Coldwell!!” The audience cheered loudly as they watched Hypnotica suffer her first defeat. That was when Lana turned her attention back to her. 

With a slow, dramatic reveal, Lana tucked her hair behind her ears and removed two small, white, wireless earpods from her ears. I now realized why she was shouting when she spoke.

Hypnotica’s eyes widened as Lana revealed her winning strategy. “Sorry. What were you saying? I could barely hear anything with my music playing so loudly.” 

“You dirty, cheating bitch!” Hypnotica said, still trapped in the corner.

“Hey, no DQ in a ladder match, babe. Besides, I don’t think there are any rules about listening to music during a match. Anyway, I have a prize to claim. See ya.” Lana walked out of the ring with a confident swagger and headed over to me.

“Congrats on the big win.” I said.

“Thanks, I guess that means you’re my prize. So you’d better behave yourself if you actually want out of that cage anytime soon.” 

End…