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I set myself, and winced. I was hobbled, and I couldn’t conceal it. Skull rounded on my left side, not letting me put my right shoulder first, making sure I had to face him squarely. He jabbed, and I blocked it, then he swiped, and I stumbled, then he sliced, girl and I rolled away. He came at me again. Stab, stab, slice. I barely blocked his attacks before I was forced backward again. Slice, stab, cut. I grunted, dropped, and flapped backward, buffeting him with my wings again. I’d taken the first two strikes on my crossguard, but the third, I’d taken to my thigh. Pink muscle shown clearly beneath cloven flesh, then the blood began to run. The crowd grew louder as Skull approached, and I retreated, not able to match his stances anymore, but limping backward. Across the arena, Tera was clutching her stump of a hand, looking hopelessly at me. When Skull killed me, she’d be next. If the man knew his victory was imminent, he didn’t show it. His face stayed dead, as dead as his moniker as he advanced. No grandstanding, or showmanship, or passion; he would kill me with the same emotionless efficiency as he’d fought me, and I didn’t doubt that afterward, he would stand as still as a stone before the adulation of his triumph. What meant everything to me, seemed to mean nothing to him. “Fly, Astrid!” A little voice yelled. I looked up, and there was Mistress, looking directly down at me from her sexy booth, “Fly away!” She cried, but the idea of flying away never occurred to me. I would rather die in failure than live as one. I smiled up at her, my god, my unrequited love, and I saw the worry in her face. It was real, and that gave me comfort before the end. I set myself a final time, unfurled my span, and charged. He knew it was coming; he’d seen the last prideful catharsis of the teen defeated before. He adjusted his stance perfectly, leveled his sword just right, angled his shoulders, and then suddenly went rigid. Tera’s knife was in his back, then my sword was in his gut. His once-expressionless face looked comically surprised, then it rolled off his shoulders with my backhanded swipe, and bounced into the sand. Tera and I stared at each other over the spurting neck between us. She’d been working the edge of the arena, limping as though on the verge of succumbing to blood loss, then she’d waltzed up to Skull while I did my suicidal charge, and stabbed him in the back. It was so absurdly easy that I could hardly believe it happened, nor could the crowd, and nor could Tera herself. She stared wide-eyed at the headless corpse between us, then she giggled, then I giggled, pussy and the stadium Hardcore erupted. WILLLOWBUD “Yes! Yes! YES!” I laughed, jumping up and down in my booth. Sister Julia smiled thinly at me, obviously disappointed in the outcome. She heard the man ask the woman if she could hear anything. She looked to the man, her captor, and yet somehow the closest thing she had to a Guardian. It was a long time before I felt his dick grow even more, and he began flooding my insides with his cum. I also ask her to check with the supervisor of the group that works on the jet. She's seen him pussy flaccid, his penis was only a couple inches long when soft. She struggled to sexy look him in the eyes and hated herself for it, "Okay, we can do that" she replied. Chapter Six I stare at my Master in wide eyed anguish. Not now while he is plunging his own big cock deep in my throbbing pussy. Her husband, girl Carl, came home twice and stayed for a few days, but was teen gone the rest of the time. I needed to peel my eyes away from her before I had an accident in my shorts right then and there. "I'm no sure you have all the facts Mrs. Livingston, I didn't seek out your daughter, she'd a friend of Hardcore my sister and that's how we met.