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Like a boa constrictor Rob was squeezing the life out of Ben’s body restlessly. Ben was his prey, his game, his toy. The pressure produced by his quads was close to finest and deadliest animal in the world. Ben’s core was losing volume each minute passed. In agony and pain, he was screaming and crying like a child. There was no chance that he could have been heard and helped in the middle of a wood. Rob was staring at him with satisfaction, proud of what his body was able to accomplish to a bodybuilder, pain, torture, agony and demolition. Ben’s body was demolished like never before. Screaming in the gym while working out for the pain over his muscle was nothing compared to what he was experiencing in those minutes. The agony was going in crescendo like an orchestra during a concert and certainly he would have passed out soon if not away. Rob knew his strength and the strength of his legs. As a boa constrictor could squeeze his prey with a pressure of 12 pounds per inch, the German Cyclist was able to reach 35 pounds per inch but that was not known by the rest of the world. As previously mentioned, Rob destroyed and pulverised several people in his life but never and ever used all his full strength but probably that was the right day and the right moment to fully expel all his inhuman and manly strength. “It fucking hurts, doen’t it?” Rob asked Ben was not able to reply but only screaming for the pain with his mouth full opened. Rob’s face was permeated with a mix of pleasure and cruelty. “Let me show you my real strength” Rob said while he squeezed harder. Ben stopped screaming as his vertebrae cracked and at the same time moved away from their original position. No air was left in his lungs and a floor of tears wetted his face. His spine was broken and wrecked. Violently Rob opened his spread his legs realising the hold. Ben felt more pain as his ribs tried to come back to the original set up and his core recovered his original volume. Blood spitted out from his mouth and his body collapsed over Rob’s chest that promptly kicked away like a bag of trash. “Get the fuck away from me!” Rob stated. Ben rolled over the soil, powerless and painful. He was there laying, semi consciousness, his body was in agony. Rob stood up and went towering Ben looking at him from the top. “I want to have fun with your puny body!” Rob said. Ben did not reply. The Canadian was taken by the throat and lifted up. Two punches hit his face with extreme violence. Rob wrapped his right arm over Ben’s neck from behind, forcing his body to bend inward and lifted over the air in a horizontal position in a perfect pre-suplex. Weighting 212 lbs Rob was carrying with extreme ease a 300 lbs bodybuilder over the air as a feather. Both faces were beside each other in opposite direction. “You couldn’t imagine, I could carry you so easily, pretty boy, couldn’t you?” Rob asked Ben, already knowing the response. “Please, don’t, I beg you, let me go, you tortured me enough!” Ben begged. Rob started walking around the wood with Ben over the air, until he saw a bit semi rectangular stone. Rob approached the stone and completed his suplex with Ben’s back dramatically hitting the rock and bending over it. His body shivered for the impact and Rob screamed of joy completing that movement. Rob quickly stood up going straight to Ben that was grabbed by the head and placed over Rob’s quad with his face facing the German’s crotch. Ben applied pressure and began his head scissor. Ben’s face was in shock as Rob kept squeezing, his jaw dislocated and at the same time broke, Ben yelled. Rob closed his right hand in a fist and punched several times his forehead like in a MMA fight. The cyclist went on for several second, increasing the pressure more and more, until he stopped, releasing the hold. “I spare your life this time, next time you will meet me, change your route or I will seriously wreck you body!”. Rob stated. Rob disappeared from the wood leaving Ben laying on the rock like an abandoned can of beer. He woke up at the hospital three days later surrounded by four of his bodybuilder friend.