That's okay, parents should dictate what kids can and can't get into.That's okay, parents should dictate what kids can and can't get into. "Yeah, well, Lynn is The Castle's AI." "Oh, and I take it..." "Yeah, the Valley is a smorgasbord of stuff like that in the Beauty books. Anyway, I used to live there." "And what did you do there?" She asked, suddenly intensely curious. "Well, let's see. My favorite game they had there is called the Hex Pit. Uhm, it's an all-male game, for when I had a male trainer. It's a great game. Some of the people call it a rape-game, but that's really unfair to the men who play. Rape is an ugly thing; it's one of the reasons I encourage gun use on Pendor, after all we are far from perfect. But this, this is different. "Hex is... well, my trainer, Borodir, took me into this room, and there were about fifty people there, and in the center is this hex, about four meters across, lined with ropes. He explained the rules to me, which are very simple. I get put into the Hex with another contestant, and the first one to fuck the other wins. So he takes off my collar... yeah, he led me in on a collar, and put me on the pedestal leading to the Hex. I stood there, and you gotta believe I was nervous. So he took out this bottle of oil, and he began to rub it all over my back, and my stomach, and my neck, and into my hair, and then down back over my legs, and then his hands were all over my ass, really greasing me up. His palm slipped in between my cheeks, and his finger was starting to slip its way into me, greasing me up. Finally, he took hand and began to stroke my cock, getting me hard. "So there I was, this hand on my cock, fifty people staring at me, and they lead the other guy in, and start doing the same thing to him. This guy was a Mephit, and you know how they are, all wiry and thin? Not this guy, he was fuckin' huge, the black ploughman of Mephits, with a cock that was well on it's way to being as big as a soda can, and I swear he had this dark, mysterious expression. |