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The first two women into the pit suffer the consequences from the men below. Whoever is left on the platform will be permitted back across the bridge.” As the volume increases I look uncertainly around the circle. The rules might be simple, but fighting will not be. It is going to be brutal, and hellish. All four of us have our hands folded and restrained behind our backs, in a contraption like a straightjacket. We are left to battle using only our feet, but there we have been handicapped by fitting us with the most ridiculous boots, made from a black vinyl material which comes up to our thighs and possessing the highest, narrowest heels I’ve ever worn. I’m barely going to be able to keep my balance, let alone kick using the pointed toe. How many blows will it take for the poor losers to be defeated, and how much damage might we sustain purely from kicking? The rest of our bodies have been left naked and exposed. Without the use my hands to protect myself, I’m feeling very aware of the cold air on my breasts and around my holes, and of the consequences for those vulnerable parts of my body if I end up as one of the losers. “I have to survive this,” Tits said to me in a tender voice as we were strapped into our costumes for what might be our last moments together. “I can’t be lost, not when we’re so close. I’m sorry. Even if that means sacrificing you, my beloved sister.” I wanted to ask what she meant – so close to what? To the Harkens? But then she pressed herself against me, bare breasts to bare breasts, and she kissed me softly on the lips, and all that was left was desire. “I love you,” I told her. Riyena is the only one on the platform dressed. She’s in a costume like one of the flight suits, only it’s much tighter around her body and is made of a shiny black material. It’s sexy - revealing of her figure, and yet covering almost all of her. It zips up to her neck, and makes her legs look long and elegant. Only her hairless reptile-like head is left bare. Riyena is in boots as well, only hers are knee-high and lack the precarious stiletto heel. She has one other accessory - the whip. A thick flexible strand, long enough to reach anywhere on the platform, cracking white with energy. Anywhere it touches the hentai skin it leaves a sore red stripe that flames like a burn. I know this for she’s already tested it across my buttocks. When she looks up towards my Master I scowl at her. I hate her, as much as I hate Klink. I quickly applied more pressure, rubbing the high spf lotion almost vigorously, trying to give the impression that what I was doing was mechanical, and without taking notice of the supple young body on which it was being applied. As we drove to the grocery store, I took my first bite out of my burger and nearly melted from the taste. “So Claire, let’s get to the point, huh?” he carried on “I’ve reviewed your file personally. He had suggested early that Saturday morning that I should go shopping for something new to wear, I didn't need to be asked twice. I can't believe this!” “I am getting hard again.” Boris replied, “A moment please.” It was the hardest I had ever cum, and I wished I could have been filling up mom’s mouth with my cum, even as I watched some of black man’s disgusting, dirty seed escaped from the corners of mom’s mouth, coating her sweet, pink lips, and I wondered if a kiss from mom would ever be the same again. They were all pretty young and in various stated of undress. Nothing more. I spread her ass, licked my lips and kissed her tight asshole. When he came to the doorway of the room, she executed a maneuver that involved jumping into the air and landing with her legs far apart; hentai one forward and one back, essentially doing the splits as she landed. I moaned in dejected self pity.