Gradually, more people arrived.After our first drink, I decided to go to the gents. Yes, I did need to go -- but I also thought that someone would be ...ore likely to approach Helene if she was on her own. After visiting the toilet, I stayed out of view of Helene to see what might happen. It didn’t take long.A black man went to the bar, wearing a towel tied around his waist, and sat on the stool next to Helene. Apparently, the conversation went as follows...“Hi. My name is Darren. Can I sit. Under the cover of the sleeping bag, my manhood had long since made itself known and we were separated only by the thickness of our swimsuits. She started to rub herself up and down the length of my cock, stopping only briefly to grind against the tip, before moving back down. We stopped kissing and were both drawing heavy breaths as the friction rose between our legs. She let out a gasp as she tightened her thighs and dropped her full weight down on me. I felt my cock and balls pumping. There is no finale, no champion. Just endless bout after bout. Everyone above 18 can enter the tournament. People from all around the world enter the tournament for the money. 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 let 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. Janet was even a little more scared than Frank had been. Frank had been with her when they heard the doorbell, and he went down to open the door. They both thought it was Roger.Janet didn't know what Lucy was doing in her house. All she could think was that Lucy had listened to Roger talking to Frank, and had come to catch them.Lucy closed the door. She was wearing a red tight dress. She came closer to the bed, sat on it with her back to Janet and said:"Would you open this dress, please?"Janet.