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Round 1 Fight 12 Part 1
🕑 Added 2020-03-04 17:28:58 +0000 UTC
Hanioc: Tonight, we’re broadcasting the Tournament of Pleasure live to all your viewing globes, scrying stones, and psychic channelers from the Tower of Darkness for a special revelation and match!
Tik Tik: Tower is spooky place. Tik Tik was there. Filled with twists and turns. Many monsters. Couldn’t tell all stories happen there. Shudder, shudder!
H: There is undoubtedly one intriguing story to be had from within, though. That is the ascension of the tower’s new Dark Lady, and that is the one and only Dragon Queen.
T: Tik Tik may have met her before she change and turn into great creature. Who knows what she plan?
H: Well, our challenger today, the Dashing Rogue, is eager to see if he can handle her. Let’s see if he can.
Red eyes burn through the darkness of the throne room, grand and unforgiving. They stare at the Dashing Rogue from the desert kingdoms, wielding his punching daggers and looking towards the shadowed form with apprehension.
From the shadows, the dark laughter rumbles, its baritone shifting upward in pitch and downward in size until it is a smaller, almost yipping keen. Where there once was a terrifying, imperceptible evil, now stands a little green kobold named Kret. “I don’t need to show my full power to face you,” she growls, pointing to him, her mouth and her fingers dripping with acid. “You’re hardly worth the effort.”
“If I defeat you,” the rogue says, “I shall have bested the Dark Lady, and I shall be a hero of greater renown than those who bested Estrasa.”
“Continue to tell yourself that,” Kret says. “Through this tournament, I’ll show the world true power.”
The rogue runs forward, yelling out the battle cry of the desert heroes, thrusting his weapon at the kobold sorceress.
Kret flings her acidic attack towards him, but he does not let the burning of his armor bother him, and his attack goes through, ripping at her cloak and scratching at her scales. Kret stumbles back, hissing and grabbing her chest, but the rogue spins around, kicking her and knocking her to the ground.
The kobold lay there, and the rogue picks her up by the tail. The kobold dangles there for a bit, seemingly perturbed. He stares at her, frowning. “Is this really the Dark Lady of the Tower? I almost feel bad beating you around like this.”
Dangling there where he cannot see, the kobold’s mouth turns towards a grin.
“Well, look here, people of the world. This is the ‘power’ of the ‘Dark Lady!” he holds Kret up high and then gives the kobold a firm slap against the ass.
Kret yelps, the humiliation burning through her body. Perhaps, she deserved to be made the fool throughout the land. Possibly, she should be the laughingstock. Probably, there was something more to this scene.“Aaah, I am a weak little kobold! Please, oh hero, teach me a lesson like the dark lady before me!”
The man snickers when he hears this. “Oh, you want to go straight to the real fun?” he says, bringing her up against his chest. Pinning her down with one arm, he undoes his pants with the other, dropping them down and giving her a close-up shot of his masculine and musky shaft.
Kret growls, licking her tongue over her teeth. “Oh, yes, I deserve this punishment.”
The manly rogue holds onto her, flipping her around and treating her like a toy. Soon enough, though, she hooks her hands around his shoulders, wrapping her legs around his sides, and letting her tail stroke down along his thigh. “Let’s not fight,” she coos. “Let me feel you conquer me!”
Spurred on by the kobold’s words, bedroom eyes, and stroking tail, he lines his hardened member up against her slit and pushes her down into him.
Kret throws her head back, letting out a murring growl through the back of her throat. How long had it been since someone had filled her so? How lonely was it up here in this tower, and now, how not lonely is it?
The hero rocks up into her, groaning, his eyes closed, his hands down at her butt, holding her up and dropping her down. What he didn’t have in his hands, therefore, are his daggers.
“That’s right… fuck me, break me, you big, strong man!” She scratches down along his chest now, letting her acid burn and melt upon the leather of his outfit, burning it away, exposing his muscled, robust and curly-haired chest before her.
Though his cock pushes around her insides, she lets out her own sounds of approval and lust. It seems that at this point, the actual test comes with how long the two of them can hold out. Who would genuinely succumb to the other? On the surface, it is the kobold, who said she was being claimed. While he doesn’t look at her, her eyes glow with that crimson light. The shadow of the impressive beast she truly is lingers behind him, enjoying the view of the two fucking. She feels every moment as his dick spreads her wide, but she looms over him, ready to take advantage of him once she is satisfied with his work.
T: Kret really letting the rogue do whatever he want with her. Dangerous dangerous. She could lose if she no pay attention.
H: Yes, but she is a powerful being and one that you allowed to get into power. Imagine being so confident in your ability that you can afford to appear weak. This is no mere hubris she has. She’s planning to make this a good show before making her final strike. Whatever that may turn out to be, we will have to see if she can pull it off.
