Your Photo on the Wall

At the tournament's conclusion, there was, as always, one winner and many losers. None, however, lost so shamefully as you. You look upon your photo on the wall and see yourself, naked and afraid, bowing down at Piet's feet like a terrified little boy.

The others in the locker room still view you with disgust. They walk right through you, barreling you to the side with your shoulders, as if they barely even see you as a person anymore. There's still one person who sees you very clearly, though.

Piet enters the locker room and finds you sadly fumbling into your workout clothes. He shows no bashfulness as he yanks your shirt off and pulls down your jock, rendering you naked once more. "What do you want?" You mumble, feeling small before your conqueror.

"I want my prize..."

"You got your prize. I kissed your feet, you tied me up, and you paraded me around naked in front of everyone. It's over." You insist, pointing to the picture of you on the wall.

"I hear defiance in your voice... You surrendered to me, Riley. I should only be hearing 'yes, sir,'"

Blushing, you look down and away.

Piet isn't done destroying you. Not yet. Not after you gave up.

"You're gonna get down on your knees, right here in the locker room, and jack off." He commands, and your stomach practically wrenches.

"Wh-what?! Why?"

"Because this is a place for real men. Not scared little boys. The only reason you have to be here... Is entertainment. Now, let's wait for your brothers to get here."

He keeps you pinned down in the corner until the tell-tale sight of four red-headed studs coming through the door. Your brothers are here. They're already pissed, but now...

"Show time, bitch. Get on your knees."

He doesn't wait for you to answer. Piet shoves you down into a kneeling position, and your brothers catch sight of you immediately. Naked, kneeling... Scared.

"What the Hell are you doing, Riley? Haven't these assholes seen enough of your dick?" Mikey chides, and you glance back to Piet, who pantomimes a jerk-off gesture. You hang your head, and get to work. Your hand strokes along our flaccid cock until it stands hard in front of you. Everybody has taken a break from what they were doing so that they can watch. Even your brothers can't look away. You close your eyes, blushing furiously, before you finally cum all over the floor.

Piet grabs you by your hair and jerks your head up, keeping you on your knees. "See this, Walkers? I own your little brother. And in a year, I'm gonna own all of you, too. I'm gonna take you on, one-by-one, until you're all kneeling at my feet."

Piet's prophecy comes true. A year later, you, Sam, Mikey, Simon, and Ward are all naked and bowing down to him on your hands and knees. Piet the Kickboxer successfully enslaves all of the members of the Walker family, and has their championship pictures removed from the locker room, only to be replaced by an image of each brother on his knees with his cock in his hand and gagged with his own jockstrap.