Tarzan vs the Warlord (therocktarzan vs privatecrusher)

Tarzan: Tarzan (6'3" 240lbs 50c/34w/20biceps/28quads) faced you in the middle of the jungle clearing as your message have indicated. The two stare at each other as the wind blew in the grassland. "Who are you and why have you challenged me?" Tarzan asked

The Warlord: "I'm Warlord (6'2, 250lbs, 49c/36w/22biceps/29quads)!!, conqueror of seven tribes!!   No white man such as you has any claim in this land.  I will crush you."  The sun shines down, glinting off the solid ebony muscle of the Warlord as he stares in your eyes.

Tarzan: "Then you will suffer Tarzan's might as so many of the other warriors." Tarzan uttered as he started the combat. He charged at you like a lion head-on and tackled you to the ground. The two of you stumbled to the ground and Tarzan manuevered himself to straddle you: sitting on your chest and pinning your arms with his shins. He started punching your face. PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH! PUNCH!

Tarzan: ARGHHH!!!! Tarzan knew he must escape the hammerlock before you twist them too much and render them useless. He used the elbow of his free arm to strike your eyes and chin. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! The blows dazed you Tarzan managed to manuever himself out of your hammerlock. You're a grappler, Tarzan estimated your abilities and he knows he must counter it. He will fight you like a boxer. Tazan nimbly stood up as you do too. In lightning speed, the jungle hunk charged again with straight punch in your solar plexus! PUNCH!!!!

The Warlord: The Warlord is dazed by the elbows slamming into his head, causing him to lose his hammerlock allowing Tarzan to escape.  With a roar of frustration, the Warlord regains his feet, just as you charge in with a straight punch aimed at his solar plexus!  A devastaing blow!!  If it lands ... which it doesn't, because the Warlord's trained fight instincts kick in, and he twists to the right a fraction of a second before.  While you are still off balance, The black warrior leaps up into the air and dropkicks you in the small of your back, sending you face first to the dirt. He rolls up in one movement, and comes down his knee DRIVING deep into your muscled arm, the one that was hammerlocked.   He lifst your head off the dirt, and slams his massive fist into your face over and over.  BAM BAM BAM

Tarzan: ACCKK!! Tarzan grunted as you drove your feet on his lower back. The jungle hunk stumbled on the ground face first. NGH! He had not recovered, when you followed up with a knee on his strained muscled arm. ARGGGH!! Tarzan muttered. UGGH! NGGHH! NGGH!! Tarzan was dazed at your combination of attack. He knew must gain some space to recover. He broke your hold on his head and rolled sideways, away from you. Dizzy and a bit disoriented, Tarzan stood as quickly as he could to face you. He shook his head to sweep to his blurry vision. Panting a little, Tarzan charged again this time spearing you in the guts with his hard, muscular shoulders. WHAM!

The Warlord: GRRRRR...  Not enough time to properly lock the hold in, you roll aside and stagger back up to your feet, the Warlord sees you are still disoriented.   It's clear to him that you are too predictable, and are going to charge in again.  He prepares himself, and he is right when you charge in and spear his black muscle in the guts.  Rather than resist the spear, he lets his body relax and go with it, saving himself from bad damage.  As he doubles up from the spear, his muscled black arm wraps tightly around your head.  As you and the Warlord hit the ground, and you find your head is trapped, he easily twists to the right, and he mounts your chest.  Immediately, he throws down a series of punches to your jaw to stun and hurt you, PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH, then while you are stunned, he grabs your hurt arm, slides off to one side, and rolls you over to your stomach.  He straddles your hurt arm, and grabs the wrist with both hands, and PULLS BACK, straining with all his muscle to bend your hurt arm the wrong way against the elbow, and break it!!!!!

Tarzan: UGGH! UNNNGGHH! AHHH!! Tarzan was shocked at your agility and technique! haa.hah..haaah... Panting, he blinked a couple of times trying to clear his head from your punches. He struggled to escape your. But then, you did your next move, straddling him and overextending his damaged arm. Tarzan tried to resist but the power of both your arms against his only one of his was just too much! Tarzan felt like his arm would dislocate! Then, SNAP!!! Tarzan yelled in shock at the incredible amount pain coursing through his arm! GUAAARGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

The Warlord: With a roar of triumph, the Warlord stands up, forcing  the wounded Tarzan to his feet by yanking him up by his broken arm.   His massively muscled arm clutches Tarzan by the throat while his other arm grab's Tarzan's nuts through the loinclothe.  While shouting, "Tarzan the Mighty is no match for the Warlord!!!"  he lifts the once-Mighty Tarzan straight up over his head, easily lifting the hurt warrior.    Then, with a grunt of power, the Warlord slams Tarzan down with all his might, kneeling as he does, in order to drive Tarzan's ribs into his waiting knee with a sickening CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKK.

Tarzan: OOOMMMPHHHH!!!!! AACCKKKK!!! Tarzan's mouth hung agape stuck forming an 'O' as he struggled to breathe with a couple of his ribs cracked! The battle had not been in his favor and his mind raced on how to counter. One arm dislocated and his cracked ribs prevent him to use his full strength anymore. The jungle hero knew he must fight dirty to win this match. Quickly, Tarzan grabbed you by the balls. He squished them as much as he  can and  twisted them to hurt you as badly as he could and overturn the tide of the match. SQUEEZE!!! TWIST!!!!

The Warlord: ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhh  The Warlord feels the agony of pain erupt through his nuts, knowing he can't take this for long.   He tries to keep a cool head, and lets his warrior training take over.  His hand grabs your wrist, and he cleverly pressures the nerves that control your hand, causing yoru hand to almost instantly fall asleep.   His balls now safe, he goes back to the attack, enraged at your dirty tactics.  He shoves you off of his knee, to land with a plop on the ground.   He plants one hand on your face, and the other on your nuts, crushing them in retaliation, twisting and CRUNCHING them.  As he does this, he spears your good arm with his knee, dropping it down into the bicep and trying to ruptrue the thick muscles by digging his knee into it.  Then, with his free knee ...

Tarzan: Tarzan eyes widened as you expertly dismanted his claw on your nuts, nerve pressuring his arms to let your balls go! Then you started manhandling the jungle champ: trapping him with with your hands on his face and now doing the same dirty tactics in squeezing and twisting Tarzan's testicles! EIIIIIIARGGGHHHHH!!!! Tarzan body buckled from the pain, squirming and trying to free himself from your torture. But you weren't done, you pin his muscular biceps with your knees. It was a battle of knobby joint vs muscle! Tarzan fought back flexing his biceps, hardening them up. But it was a losing battle and you knew it by your genius knowledge of the human anatomy. GUUAARGGHHHH!!! Tarzan shouted as he felt his biceps getting battered in mush! BUT, your still not done inflicting your sadistic moves! Your other knee slammed on Tarzan ribs with such forced that the jungle hunk's other ribs were cracking too! URRCCKKKKK!!!! Tarzan felt his body in fire with agony! He knew he must escape now. He will have to challenge you another day. He knew this is a fight he won't win and escape to combat you another day is his option. With his good arm, Tarzan clawed your face, he poked your eyes to give him some leeway to escape your human torture machine! CLAW! POKE! CLAW!

The Warlord: The warlord grunts as he tortures you, and you try to lift your free arm to claw my eyes, only to remember that it's broken!!!  It doesn't do what you want it to do!!  I laugh, and with a final dig of my knee, feel the bicep on the arm trapped beneath POP as your flex dissolves into mush and destroyed muscle, ruining your once powerful bicep.   With both of your arms severely injured, I look you in the eye, as I stand up, not letting go of your nuts, but pulling you up off the ground by nothing but your nuts, your entire 205lbs of muscle dangling from your nuts?  One broken arm dangling, the other arm with a bicep nothing but bruises and mush, unable to work.  Most of your ribs broken.  And now this ... all your weight dangling by your testicles?  Can they take the strain?  Is this the end of Tarzan? 250lbs of muscle

Tarzan: Damn! Tarzan had been disoriented with the pain you are inflicting him, he mistaken his claw on your face. He was totally offenseless against your hold! This cemented when he felt his flexed biceps POP from your knee grind! AARGGHHH!!!!!! Tarzan screamed in pain. No more arms to use against you! Tarzan mind is succumbing to the torture. Then a couple of ribs break! CRACK! CRACK! UNGGGHHHH!!!! Tarzan's felt his might leave him and his body betray him as he started convulsing from your machinations. Before, he could react you stand up, your hand still on Tarzan's nuts dangling him by it! It was hellish, brutal and sadistic!! Making Tarzan's 240lbs muscled body hang by the balls only! The pressure was great and more is the pain! Tarzan screamed his lungs out as his might abandoned him! UWAAAARGGHHHH!!! EIIIAGGGGGGHHHH!!! HNNNGGGHHHHARARGGGGHHHH!!!! Tarzan body spasmed instinctively as Tarzan consciousness is lapsing from the extreme torture you put him through. I GIVE!! I SUBMIT! Tarzan managed to cry out in between his screams of anguish. Never has he faced some as skilled nor as powerful as you

The Warlord: With a roar, the Warlord slams Tarzan's body to the ground.   He mounts the broken warrior, who has submitted to him.   He looks down at Tarzan, his fierce dominant gaze piercing the Mighty Tarzan's eyes..  "I will take you home with me, and you will be my trophy and my slave.  You will give me control of all the lands that look to you for protection.  What is your answer?"

Tarzan: UGGHHH!!! Tarzan moaned from in ground. A little bit relieved that you let him go. unhhhhhhh he groaned as he half heard you mumbling something. He was drifting to unconsciousness from the taxing battle

The Warlord: "NO!  Not that easy Tarzan.  Your master asked you a question, YOU WILL ANSWER!!!"   The triumphant black warrior rolls Tarzan over onto his belly.  He takes his fist, and plants it against the ass of Tarzan.   With a growl and a ripple of muscle, the Warlord forces his steel like muscled fist deep inside of Tarzan's warrior core.   "NOW ANSWER!!!   WHO IS YOUR MASTER?   WHO OWNS ALL THAT YOU ONCE PROTECTED?" 

Tarzan: ACCKKKK!!! The move jolted Tarzan awake. So much pain as his virgin ass was penetrated so violently with your thick fist. Tarzan had no recourse, no more resistance but to answer you. He yelled. "YOU! YOUR MY MASTER! AARRGGTGHHHHHH!! NO MORE!! PLEASE!!! ARGGGHHH!!!!

The Warlord: With a roar, the Warlord removes his fist out of the conquered hero.   He rolls Tarzan over onto his back.  "Only the strongest are worthy to be my slave.  I will drive my fist into your solar plexus with every ounce of my power.   If you are lucky, the blow will kill you.   If you somehow survive, then when you eventual wake up, you will waken to a life of slavery."   The mighty Warlord pulls back his fist taking in a deep breath, focusing all his power on this punch.   Then with an earth-shattering roar, he drives his fist down, and it spears the jungle champ deep in the middle of his powerful, muscular body, deep in the solar plexus with a loud CRACKKKKK  that sends a shockwave through the jungle. 

Tarzan: URRRGGGGHHHHH!!! Tarzan extremeties rise up as his core was pushed by your extreme power to the ground. All of the Tarzan muscles and bones were no match against your might as you dig your fist a couple of inches inside Tarzan body, battereing his muscle and cracking the bone. CRAAACCCKKKK!!!! GUUUUHHHHHHHHH!!!! Tarzan felt the pain and succumbed o the darkness. He was unconscious by the time his legs and arms fell to the ground. Your fist left Tarzan's chest dented as you saw drool slipped from Tarzan's mouth, his half opened eyes stared blankly and upwards. It felt Tarzan's body twitch and remained still. A minute pass Then you felt Tarzan's shallow breathing, erratic as if fighting for life. The jungle stud managed to live after you solar plexus punch, barely just barely. He would need medical attention if he is to survive though

The Warlord: With a smile of satisfaction, the Warlord picks up the drooling barely alive once mighty invincible jungle champ.   He cruelly tosses the broken hero over his shoulder like a sack of garbage.   He doesn't much care if Tarzan survives the rough handling or not.  He makes his way back to his camp, where if the destroyed hero survives the journey, he will be treated and prepared for a life of slavery.