There are no rules. You fight for survival and most of the times, dignity. The winner gets to decide what happens to the loser. The winner can either ...et the loser go or rape and humiliate him/her.There's no proper selection of the fighers as well. Infact males vs females is quite common. The amount you recieve depends on how much the audience and the emperor liked your fight. This always means more money for the fighter who fucks/humiliates his/her opponent.World war 3 in 2035 leaves the world. ..........This is a story about me and my best friend.I tried once when we in high school when we were drinking at my sister's house but he didn't like the advises so i stopped..... A long time had passed we got older, didn't see much of each other, over time but some times our paths crossed...We would talk about old times and what we were up to.. One time he asked me if he could stay at my house because he did not have a place to stay since his girlfriend was kicking him out... Me being a good. Hagrid's cock was a huge, ten, thick inches and already oozing as he stepped behind her and worked it at the slit of her sex opening."That's it. Shove it right in her hard, Hagrid!"And he did and Hermione’s eyes went wide and she gasped loudly as the huge man thrust himself fully up into her sexual passage."Fuck her now. Fuck her HARD, Hagrid!"And Hagrid grasped the curves of her hips between his huge hands and began to push and grunt and rut and thrust deep into the small girl, causing her to. The drink gave her the confidence to get on stage and sit on the chair, otherwise she would have ran out of the building altogether.The lights dimmed, the music changed, a spotlight hit the floor revealing the stripper; all of our mouths hit the floor. He was magnificent, abs on abs on abs, chiselled jaw-line, the works. Jess glanced over at us and smirked, we laughed knowing that she might not be seeing this as such a bad idea after all.The stripper danced towards Jess and began to dance all.