Billy and the Boss | Brutal Butt

“What the fuck?!?!” Dex said as he felt the hot thick liquid coating his face. His reflexes automatically had him turn his face and pull his head back. “You don’t get it do ya?” Billy said in a conversational mocking voice. Dex mind was still trying to deal with the fact that his opponent just spat in his face. He wanted to wipe it off but Billy wad his arms and hands trapped. Dex tried to shake some of by shaking his head. Billy’s eyes watched him with intensity. The cameras moved around them. This went on for a few seconds and then Billy said calmly, “Hey, look at me. Look at me.”  Dex in turn said, “Fuck that motherfucker!” and he started to struggle to break loose again. Billy’s grip tightened and twisted more on Dex’s arms and he barked out in a commanding voice “I said look at me!” 

Something about the command in Billy’s voice went straight to the submissive part of him and he turned his head to look at Billy only to see the massive man’s head headed for his face. The impact was like being hit by a truck. Dex’s vision matched the white-hot pain the radiated from his skull. The deep thud echoed from the old pools tiled lining and from the concrete walls. The grav cams transmitted it back to the viewers.  

Billy could tell his opponent was dazed but not unconscious. “You still in there?” Billy said. “Yeah you are.”  Still holding Dex up, Billy shook him a bit then continued, “You figure it out yet? Huh?” Dex’s head moved, he could hear his opponent talking to him, asking him something. Billy shook him again and Dex’s head lolled up and Billy head butted him again. Dex’s white hot sharp pain was now dull grey pain. It was like he was looking down a dim tunnel. “Still not getting it are you?” Billy said, scorn and derision in his tone. “I bet those guys on the other side of these cams are. Especially your handlers and lab geeks.” 

Billy watched as his opponent closely. Truth be told the guy should have been down and out after the first blow. The second would have killed a fucking bull. Billy was taking his time like the Boss had told him. Which was fine by him, it allowed their guys to watch and get what they needed, it allowed this fuckers owner to see their failure up close and personal, and best of all Billy got to put on a show.  Billy couldn’t say how, but he could feel this fuckers gene enhancements trying to fix him back up. Well let's see how good it is, Billy thought.