Conor McGregor lost his second comeback fight and knew what ..

Conor McGregor lost his second comeback fight and knew what it would cost him. He had mistakenly bet on himself with a wealthy middle eastern prince. If he had won he would made millions from the bet but if you lost he would be the man’s bitch. As soon as Conor left the arena the billionaire collected on the bet. Conor had showered, tended his wounds, and dressed in his tailored Armani suit. He told his staff and family he preferred to take the limo back to the hotel alone. He sprang out on the back seat of the limo. His muscular legs spread as he comprehend his future. He looked at the driver and noticed the man staring at his crotch. Conor smirked in disgust and pushed the control to close the divide between the front seat and back area. As soon as he did it, a gas started to fill the back seat. Conor eyes began to flattered and rolled back into his head. The limousine drove past the luxury hotel where Conor and his entourage was staying and drove to the docks. When the driver pulled up to the massive yacht, he stopped the car and got out of the front seat. He opened the back door and leaned in. Conor was out cold. The driver smiled as he rounded over the tight MMA former champion. He felt up his round muscular ass in the fitted suit pants. Conor’s ass filled out the tight pants perfectly. It was so irresistible as the driver fondled and grope the ass. He pulled Conor’s lean muscular body out of the limo and threw it over his shoulders. He gave the ass a hard slap as it dangle over his shoulders. The driver continued stroking Conor’s ass as he carried the body up the yacht ram. Conor awake to the sun beating down and ocean breeze hitting on his face. He woke spread out on the chaise lounge of the yacht upper deck. He was still in his suit, and he adjusted it as he sit up. As soon as he sit up in the cushioned seat, an overweight middle eastern man came out of the cabin. Conor turned white when he saw the billionaire. He knew the older man was collecting his bet. “Ahmed I can give you money to cover the bet, I just need time,” Conor tried to remain his cool confident self. “Oh Conor, you know I don’t want your money. That not the deal,”. He came closer to the tough, famous fighter. Conor looked up at the man and then behind Ahmed and noticed the armed guards, Conor could easily handle the old fat man, but he would never get all the armed guards before they take him out. Ahmed put his foot on Conor’s crotch and began to rub and nudge the MMA legend’s cock through the designer tight pants. Conor never wore underwear after a fight and his cock was visible. The fighter was humiliated but he knew he couldn’t fight back. Ahmed was too powerful. The older man moved his foot from the pillow and opened his robe, revealing his naked fat body. He then grabbed Conor’s big ears and pulled the fighter down from the couch and on to his knees. Conor tried to resist but he heard the guards move to defend their employer. Tears ran down Conor’s chisel face as Ahmed pushed his cock into Conor’s mouth. Ahmed held Conor ears as he r*ped the fighters mouth. Conor was ch0king and gagging but it only encouraged the older man to fuck his mouth harder. Ahmed finally pulled out and dropped Conor onto the deck. He then motioned two of his guards to pick up Conor and held him face down on the deck couch. Ahmed then took one of the guard’s knife and cut the center seam of Conor’s expensive pants and pulled the luxury material aside to reveal the smooth tight ass. “Please, no,” Conor begged in his thick Irish accent. Ahmed slapped his ass hard, causing Conor to scream and jump. However, the guard continued to held him down. He was going to enjoy owning the prize MMA champion, the billionaire laughed as he spanked each firm, powerful glute.