"The next day of service was at a private "VIP" party, given the good reports the Ladies reported on me. In essence, the same, but with less and more select fighters and in a luxurious villa on the outskirts of the Capital. A slender, agile and elastic young blonde, niece of the mighty Lady who organized the party, started with me. The girl rode my cock quickly, deeply and savagely, and did not stop until the first contender fell half dead and she orgasmed loudly and convulsively twice in a row."
"The next Lady was one of the most powerful mature Matriarchs of the New Order. She rode me at a sustained medium pace non-stop. The Lady orgasmed, smiled and said goodbye to me, gently dismounting and caressing my violet, throbbing and flaming glans, which made me drool and twist, with a huge grime that made her laugh delicately, as she whispered, "Good boy.""
"This is one of the "whimsical": Just after orgasming once, she dismounts me abruptly and exchanges with a friend who used to fuck another well-endowed servant. The third lady is more mature and chubby. She rides me with longing, non-stop. I bellow, pump and hold..."
"The violent heat of the fight again; The whistles of strict female referees. The new Lady gallops me pneumatically and incessantly, moaning with pure pleasure."
"The bell rings. Another wretched premature ejaculator boy in a coma. The young victorious man, sweating, bloodied, is cheered by the select audience of insatiable horse-riding Dominas... A rest. I'm dry out of sweat by young and given a sip of restorative hydrosaline juice. Soon, another deadly battle begins and a second Lady of enormous breasts begins to mount me vigorously."
"The lady accelerates the rhythm mercilessly, orgasms for the third time... And she doesn't stop. I can do nothing but moan, gasp and hold... Uffff!!!!"