Your Photo on the Wall

You came so close. You enter the gym, dejected, hanging your head. Other fighters are in the locker room in various stages of undress, viewing the photos on the Wall of Shame. Yours is the latest installment.

The image is not a flattering one. Your arms are bound in the ropes. Your legs are spread. Your cock is hard as a rock, and your own jockies hang from the tip while Noah grins smugly behind you, throwing up a peace sign.

The other fighters look at you, shaking their heads in disappointment as you take in the sight. Glancing around at the judgmental faces, you sigh, and accept the end of your career as a fighter.

You start to strip off your street clothes. First comes your tanktop, followed by your shoes, socks, and jeans. You toss all of them onto the floor, standing before the others in nothing but your black briefs. You pause as you look down at them, and one of the closest fighters jeers, "It's over, boy. Take them off. There's no coming back from a loss like that."

Men strip naked in the locker room all the time, but this is different. This isn't an athlete getting ready to push his limits and get stronger. This is a humiliated boy stripping himself bare in shame. You pull down your briefs and toss them on the floor, sitting on one of the locker room benches in shame, surrounded by your stripped attire. You lean back and sit with your knees apart, exposing your cock and balls; a commonly understood gesture of defeat, in this place.

Of all people, it's Piet who approaches you; the guy who respected you as a winner and even showed some romantic interest in you. He takes in the sight of your displayed body and shakes his head. "It's one thing to lose badly... But to come in here afterwards and strip yourself butt-naked because a few guys told you that you deserve it? This is pathetic. *You* are pathetic."

Piet grabs you by your hair and jerks you off of the bench. Turning you around, he bends you over the bench, putting you on your hands and knees with your naked ass on full show. "If you want to be a submissive bitch, you might as well look the part."

Piet slaps your bare ass on his way out the door, leaving you broken, exposed, and defeated.