You didn’t fly blonde into this city on the back of a fucking angel, knowing half this town wants you dead, to avoid attention.” “Think of the opportunity!” Flendian hissed excitedly, “The Pit champions are all brutes; orcs, ogres, trolls and half-giants; hardly the sort that gain the people’s adoration.” He looked unapologetically at Gronk and Hacksaw, but they just nodded in agreement. “It’s a place of brawn and savagery,” Hacksaw said, flexing a massive arm, “fancy knights and fencers get buried before they can even make the tournament.” “Drastin starves for a real champion,” Flendian said, looking appraisingly up at Astrid, “someone they can adore, someone they can romanticize, someone they can idolize, someone they want to fuck. A shining beacon, a hero, if you will. Night Eyes,” Flendian said in a hushed voice, “if you play this right, that Valkyrie will be on the lips of every crier on every street corner by the end of the week. By the end of a fortnight, she’ll be more famous than the fucking king.” “And whoever owns her,” Grunt smiled, “owns that fame. You want to carve your name onto the face of this city?” Grunt gestured to the gash in the table, “Do it with that blade.” If I wanted to carve my name onto this city, I literally would, I mused to myself, I’d carve it from the hard fuck docks, to the west gate. Hell, I could kill Vistir, Ryan, and even that bitch Gloria without so much as breaking a sweat, but there’s no fun in that. Grunt’s right, I don’t play tits the game for rational reasons; I play it because it’s fun. I looked down at the poison that had been meant for me, And the deadlier the game, the pornstar more fun it is. What game is deadlier than The Pit? “Astrid,” I said, looking at the statuesque Nordic beauty, “how would you like to be my champion?” “Killing for sport is against the codes of The Iona Guard,” Astrid said, “it is an evil-” “Fuck your codes!” I laughed, turning away from the dejected Valkyrie, picking up Terry’s severed head, and raising it aloft, “To Astrid!” I toasted merrily, “The Avenging Angel, The Winged-Executioner, the future-fucking-champion of Drastin!” “To Astrid!” My gang toasted back, raising their mugs in place of decapitated heads, and blow job then drinking deeply. “Right,” I said getting up and taking a firm grip of Astrid’s leather-clad ass, “now who wants to fuck her?” BRANDON “Those two,” the guard at the city gate said, gesturing to Justina and Tera, “need to be registered before they can enter.” “They… what?” I asked. I walked out of Steve's room and went straight for the upstairs bathroom. I glanced down, she had blonde somehow, kicked off one shoe and pulled her leg out of her pants. She had a confused look written all over her face. If it was making just a little bit of money, I would be willing to hold on for just a bit longer, but it’s not making any money and unfortunately, I think it is time to cut the recording studio loose. My clit ached and throbbed. “Another success.” Corrie said. I walked out before I heard the moans. I just saw this costume and I love it. They sat and talked for a long time about everything that had happened. Pulling off of me she sat up, straddled me, took my dick into her hand guiding it to her pussy then sat back to impale herself. I whimpered, wanting to take off my t-shirt but not wanting to break the kiss. I don’t want to die!” The blade of grass I clutched like a scared maid dropped away. You 2 keep the farm going and I’ll be back when I can.” Mr. Brennan turned Joey's face to his own and leaned in close, "No? 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