The four participants will not enjoy it. When we can only wound with the points of our boots and the sharp heels, only force a woman from the platform with a shoulder charge, this fight is going to be long and painful. “I’ve made you two keep fit, whereas the other Gaianesians have been waiting in the pens,” Klink then counselled Tits and I as our pre-match pep-talk. “You have the advantage british of stamina, so take your time, and don’t take any risks. Fight as hard as you can, let them wear themselves out, and with luck we’ll be on our way to Harka-Ringworld in the morning.” “Yes, orgy Master,” we said in unison. Up on the platform Governor Sour echoes Klink’s words: “Slaves… When I say, fight as hard as you can, and show no mercy.” Then my racing heart almost bursts from my chest as he says, “Begin!” and Sour makes a cutting gesture with his hand. The crowd roars – support for those women they want to see win, and abuse for those they wish to see raped. Neither of the men really needs to compel me to fight for my life. Two women stand between me and the comparatively better existence of a Harken breeder, and I’ll take any steps necessary to protect my sister. It’s a pity that one of those selected as my enemy has to be Hoola, but her lush breasts which I once kissed are now strategically vulnerable targets, and the soft pussy into which I sank my tongue is the perfect place for a kick. The other girl is an exotic look creature with almond eyes, olive skin and midnight black hair held back in a long ponytail. I do not know her name, but gather she was one of the security detail on the Vengeful Goddess. In that case she will be able to take care of herself, and will have some experience of hand to hand fighting, probably with active service. It is unlikely she will have fought naked using only her feet, but I predict she will be the greater threat. It is almost over for me before it begins. Almond-eyes charges at me instantly, and as I side-step my ankle turns on the high heel. I go down heavily onto the platform’s dusty surface, unable to break my fall with my hands, crashing on my front so close to the edge it feels like my heart stops with fear. The crowd roar. “Get her, get the twin with the nice tits!” a man bellows. Almond Eyes and Hoola are on me before I can move. Hoola gives me kick anal after kick in my side and my branded buttock, trying to force me into taking the only direction which evades the pain - rolling off over the edge and into the drop. Her pointed toe blowjob catches me right in the ribcage, just above my breast. A crack and a flare of white hot pain worse than the whip tells me she’s probably broken a bone. Paralyzed with agony, I crane my neck to my sister to see her barreling towards up, a fearsome expression on her face. But Tits skids to a halt when I feel a stabbing sensation from behind me and one of Almond-Eyes’ heels shoves its way right in the vulnerable cleft between my buttocks. “Any closer and she gets a second asshole.” Almond-Eyes’ words are audible even over the cries group of the crowd. Tits has frozen, but before the two women can press their advantage to victory Almond-Eyes gives a scream. I nod my approval. In the morning we cuddled together as the sun slipped in through the drapes and warmed the room. They laugh and splash each other in group the tub. She spent the next two hours combing through the manual and all the options she could find in the software to solve her problem. She let out another cry of pained orgy protest as the new plug apparently reached its widest point then sunk british into her, being swallowed by her body. I may scare her off if I pounce too soon after meeting her.” The cold was no longer an blowjob issue, she didn’t anal feel it at all. The next day after my story was published, I checked George’s history and my story was the only one he read. Zach wasted no time either as he pulled out his dick and let his piss fly all over her face and her top. Her hands return to the small of my back and rest as she waits for me to continue. I flew in, grabbed a few suits and a pair of leisure clothes, my passport and my sneakers before I was off to the airport.