THE HIGH TABLE

10:47 Taryn_Swiftsword: I have created the private room #Taryn_vs_Sebastian.

10:48 Taryn_Swiftsword: I have invited @Sebastian_Voss to join #Taryn_vs_Sebastian.

10:53 Taryn_Swiftsword: The luxury arena grounds has facilities to host gladiator matches for private parties and gatherings. Where the wealthy aristocrats rent a viewing box overlooking a small concrete arena, where men fight to the death for their viewing pleasure. The arena itself is unremarkable. Smooth concrete walls and flooring with a plexiglass partition protecting the well-dressed viewers from the blood and gore they paid handsomely to see. The walls and floor are easily power washed clean with drains along the sides to wash away the blood and gore. Two doors stand on opposite ends of the octagon-shaped arena and a third smaller trap door is in the center of it all. mostly flush with the ground. The loser's exit, for the body to be shoved into the chute and quickly disposed of.

10:56 Taryn_Swiftsword: I stand behind my door, hand gripping the foot-long blade in my hand firmly as my other hand rubs my green speedo, angling my bulge upward so it makes a sizeable mound between my legs. Heart beats quickly in my chest and I take in a deep breath. the light above my door flashes green. They are ready for me.I shove the iron door open and bound out into the arena, holding my sword aloft. Muffled cheers can be heard from behind the plexiglass over looking the killing ground. I give my head a slight bow and then swing my sword in a figure eight, letting the steel catch the lights from above, before striking a pose that flexes my biceps, pecs, abs and glutes as I face the other door where my opponent will emerge

11:00 Sebastian_Voss: The guy I met with promised a fortune but the catch was I might end up dead. But being young, fearless and in need of cash I accepted. Now, here I was, standing in a small room wearing just a thin brown Speedo, holding a sword about a foot long and waiting for the green light to go on.

11:05 Sebastian_Voss: It lit up and I stepped in. The crowd behind the plexiglass looked excited. I knew I was. The thrill of being in a fight to the death was exciting in and of itself. I look across and see you, my opponent holding an identical sword. You looked a bit older but by no means an old man. You looked young and fit. You would be a tough challenge. I stepped forward the bright lights hid nothing on our bodies. An electronic tone sounded which I was told was the starter for the fight to commence. I held my sword tightly as I stepped up to meet you, my opponent.

11:08 Taryn_Swiftsword: I circle you, our steps making us round the loser's exit as I angle my sword up, "You look like you'll put up a good fight...But make no mistake rookie...you're going down." My bulge twitches as I scan you up and down. You're taller and have a bigger build than me, I haven't lasted this long in the arena by being intimidated by muscle. I angle my blade slightly, letting the light reflect on my sword at your eyes for a brief moment before lunging at you, slashing at your sculpted abs.

11:14 Sebastian_Voss: You lash comes in quick. I see it though and step back but not quite far enough. Your blade tip still makes contact, barely as it draws a thin red line across my abs. Tiny rivulets of red run down my hairy stomach. The slight wound lets me realize how serious this truly is. “Almost! But almost isn’t good enough!” I say then launch my own attack. But I don’t use my sword immediately. I bull into your with my left shoulder hoping to surprise you and knock you off balance driving us into the wall with you pressed between me and it.

11:18 Taryn_Swiftsword: I smirk slightly as I draw first blood and then am stunned by your quick recovering, shoving your shoulder into my open chest sending us both into the wall. UGHHH My back aches and air is shoved out of my lungs as your powerful body slams into me and pins me up against the hard concrete. I hear fists beating up against the plexiglass partition just a foot above us as observers lean in to get a good look. I growl, feeling you tight against me for a moment before shoving my right knee up toward your bouncing bulge wrapped in brown spandex and then try to shove you back off me

11:22 Sebastian_Voss: Your knee hits my throbbing bulge cooling the heat just for a moment as the pain shoots through my groin, “Ahhhhhhh fuck!” I say grimacing as you shove me back. But keep my blade at the ready. I know you won’t be slow in your attack. Fighting off the pain of my battered balls I strike back jabbing my foot long blade at your midsection.

11:26 Taryn_Swiftsword: I swipe my sword down, catching your thrusting blade with a flurry of sparks as I use both hands on my weapon to swipe your sword aside. Shoving myself off the wall I charge ahead sending a low kick to your knee and then a slash across your pecs, trying to get back into open arena where my size a speed have better chances than pinned against a wall

11:32 Sebastian_Voss: Your counter attack blocks my blade thrust. Dammit! I think to myself. But you quickly follow up with a kick to my knee. It hurts but isn’t seriously injured. Then, your blade whips across my pectorals. Like the cut to my abs, it’s slight, barely breaking skin. But the oozing red streams down my torso make me look more seriously hurt than I am. The bloodthirsty crowd eats it up hooting & hollering. Since I was already almost on my knees I duck down lower taking a swipe at your meaty thighs with a sword swip of my own. With luck a deep cut would incapacitate you.

11:36 Taryn_Swiftsword: I see you drop and gasp for a moment as muscle memory forces me to jump back into the wall, losing the advance I had in an effort to avoid your slash at my thighs. The tip of your blade cuts a wide but shallow cut across both my hamstrings a few inches under my bouncing bulge. Arghh I let out a gasp of pain as red fluid begins to trickle down my smooth legs and I hear the muffled cheers echoing behind me, chanting your name. For a brief moment fear is etched across my eyes and then I clench my jaw to take back control, gripping my sword firm and lunging forward and down, stabbing at your left shoulder before you can stand back up.

11:40 Sebastian_Voss: The sword hits me in the left shoulder from its downward trajectory just below my clavicle. It bites deep. The pain is instant but I see an opportunity I just can’t pass up. From below I strike upward aiming for your lower gut just above your big bulge.

11:46 Taryn_Swiftsword: I feel the tip of my sword sink deep in. Blood spurting out from the wound and across your left pec. I think I feel the vibration of your beating heart reverberating against my blade. I begin to twist my sword when I see your muscles shift. "NO!" I shout before I feel the harsh bite of your blade into my abs. Cutting through skin and muscle, sinking in deep as blood begins to flow out in a thicker river out over your blade and my quivering bulge. A giant wet spot forms over my spandex covered cock head as precum begins to pump out. My legs stagger backward slightly, heels up against the wall. Then I let out a gasp of shock, my open lips letting out a brief UGHKKKK! I taste blood bubbling up into my throat. I scowl in a pained expression before bringing my left hand down to grip your sword hand, trying to prevent you from shoving it in deeper, while my right hand twists my sword into your left shoulder

11:54 Sebastian_Voss: My plan was to shove my blade up and through your abdomen from below, a killing blow for sure. But your left hand stopped that. Then the pain hits me as you start pushing your own blade tip deeper into my shoulder. My lung was now in jeopardy. I couldn’t allow you to pierce it. With a loud yell I rolled aside forcing both blade free from our respective bodies. Now, blood oozed in a steady stream down my chest. The exhilaration of this mortal combat hit me full force as I felt my manhood swelling under my Speedo. My chest heaving, I let out another yell….no a war cry, as I charged at you swinging my blade with fury aiming to hit your neck.

12:00 Taryn_Swiftsword: I stagger forward, dropping to my knees as you roll away and nearly collapsing to the ground, catching my self with my left hand. A splash of dark red blood spurts across the concrete floor as my gut wound is suddenly left open. Hissing I sit back on my heels a moment i press as hard as I can on my abs. The burning pain spreading from my abs to my back. My churning insides gurgle with agony, I've never been this close to losing, to death, so my heart is beating rapidly in my chest. My cock responds with growing stiff and full, tenting out the bright green speedos to their limit, widening the dark wet spot around my cock head. I can feel my balls churning as well. I get to one foot, readying to stand when I hear the shouts of the spectators and see you charging at me, swinging you blade at my neck. I leap to the side, landing hard on my wounded abs as your sword sails overhead. Desperate for some reprieve I swing my sword wildly at your knee caps before rolling away, leaving behind a trail of blood before trying to get up again, moaning in pain as I finally get to my feet

12:06 Sebastian_Voss: Your blade hits the side of my right knee. Instantly pain erupts from my knee as blood streams down my leg. “Aaaagghhhhhh!” I groan stumbling on my hurt leg. I see you getting back to your feet, still vulnerable. I take a step towards you but the pain in my knee halts me for a moment, but just a moment as I fight off that pain and plunge my sword down at your back as you are trying to regain your footing.

12:12 Taryn_Swiftsword: My tenting bulge swings heavily in between my legs. Precum soaking my green speedo in thick amounts, leaving a large wet stain. My abs ache and burn as I get to all fours, even as I hear your footsteps halt and shuffle, letting me know I wounded you but not enough to stop you. My legs shake as I get to one knee ready to lunge forward and stand upright when I hear you behind me. The hairs on my neck stand upright and my eyes stare forward at a grinning aristocrat who pumps his fist. A spurt of blood flies out in front of me, spraying across the concrete and my gaze looks down to see the tip of your sword sticking out from under my right pec as you plunged your blade into my back, breaking through muscle and lung and meaty flesh. I cough out a thick spray of red mist that dribbles down my smooth pec and hear my sword CLANG to the floor impotently. AgGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! I shout, dropping to both knees held up by your blade that prevents me from fully collapsing

12:21 Sebastian_Voss: I felt the satisfying sensation of my blade slicing through your back then out your chest! Blood instantly starts pooling under your torso spilling from both your chest and your mouth. The crowd is just going crazy with a wild bloodlust of screaming. I yanked the sword out of your back with a wet slurping sound. Since you were on your hands & knees I put a toe to your ribs and shoved you over to your back. The blood oozing from your chest and mouth is both terrible and exhilarating. Responding to the crowd’s chants of “Finish him!” I plunge the blade down again aiming for your left pectoral this time, the one your heart rests beneath.

12:27 Taryn_Swiftsword: I hang heavily on your blade, the blood loss intense as it comes pouring out of my chest like a fountain, spilling in a thick waterfall onto the concrete, pooling under me briefly before trickling toward a nearby drain slit in the floor. The gurgling sound of my life-blood flowing down the drain echos in my ears as the chanting of the crowd cheering on my defeat turns to a white hum. My arms barely keep me up as they shake but you quickly kick my side to roll me onto my back. My eyes are half lidded, gazing up at you in defeat, a hint of a plea for mercy behind them as they gaze up at you. Your masterful bulge prominently jutting from your hips. I gasp, lips parting as I lift a weak hand up, fingers shaking. My cock strains against the speedo, twitching, leaking. I take in a wet gurgling breath as you lift up your bloodied sword and then bring it crashing down into my left pec.

12:31 Taryn_Swiftsword: A tick spurt of blood erupts from the entry wound as steel cuts easily through skin and pec muscle and through my heart in seconds until the tip clinks against concrete that rests flush against my back. GAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I let out a wail of agony, the last sound I will ever mutter as my career in the arena is unceremoniously ended. My hips buck up as my body thrashes, my cock head brushing up against your balls for a moment before I spurt thick wads of cum into my green speedos that oozes out milky-white against the blood-stained fabric. My heart shudders for a moment, struggling to beat as it is impaled on your sword. My eyes gaze up at you, watery for a moment and they turn glassy and vacant as the lights in them go out. A look of pained defeat and fear etched across my face, I let out a final pitiful whimper of a sigh and then my body goes slack. Every muscle tenses for a moment and then flops lifeless. Arms splayed to the side, legs wide open and pecs deflate. My head tilts to the side, with eyes staring blankly ahead, lips wide open in a final, empty scream

12:39 Sebastian_Voss: I stand up over you the sword still protruding from your chest like a flag on a captured enemy hill. You lay there bleeding, moaning for a moment then reduced to twitching as the spreading pool of crimson grows around your splayed body. I adjust my bulging crotch as I stand over you. The thrill of triumph runs through me like cool water on a hot day. I stand straddling you raising both arms overhead wincing just a little from my shoulder stab. The crowd was cheering. I had earned my money but maybe also begun a new career.

12:47 Taryn_Swiftsword: The crowd chants your name. Some of them beating rhythmically against the plexiglass barrier. Some snap commemorative pictures of you posing over my defeated body, your sword jutting out of my chest, nearly buried to the hilt with my pec dented inward, slightly. My blood pools out under me, trickling down into the drain as you even plant your foot on my rapidly deflating bulge, my cock withering away in a final surrender to your superior skill and prowess. The light over your door turns green, beckoning you back into the locker room to get your wounds treated. After you leave the spectators watch as a pair of attendees enter from the door I came into. Picking up my discarded weapon yanking your sword out of my chest with some effort, having to plant their foot on my chest to hoist it out. They wipe them clean and set them aside. They remove my green, cum-filled speedos with gentle effort, a party gift for the aristocrats who paid to see the match. My deflated cock flaps around as they peel the wet sticky speedo from my body and drag it off my legs, leaving me naked and splayed out on the floor as they take the speedo to it's new owner who holds it up triumphantly.

12:49 Taryn_Swiftsword: The attendees return to the room and and drag my corpse to the center of the arena, opening the trap door with the push of a remote, revealing a dark wide hole that they unceremoniously kick my body into, head first. The spectators chuckle as they see my head and torso flop into the hole and then see my legs tumble into after me, disappearing down the trash chute to the disposal area below, never to be seen again. The arena is power washed clean, preparing it for the next match.

12:50 Taryn_Swiftsword: [End]