Guard!

Sasha got to the elevator and pressed on the elevator button hoping to go back down to the main floor. She repeatedly pressed the button but it didn't work.

A minute or 2 later the elevator door finally opened, Sasha was ready to walk in right as it opened because she wanted to get the fuck out of this place. Sasha saw as the elevator door slowly opened and a guard was in the elevator.

I'm sorry, you're not allowed to leave, you must compete, the guard said. "Listen, I'll fucking decide where I do and do no-" Sasha wasn't even able to finish her sentence as the guard sent her bat flying towards Sasha's face. Sasha was completely taken back, she knew there were consequences but she had no idea they were this strict.

The heavy blow of the bat to Sasha's face made her fall backwards, she felt her face and of course her nose had broken and her lip got busted. The guard stood over Sasha's close to **** body and sent her bat flying again, this time between Sasha's spread legs. Sasha was already close to unconsciousness because of the 1st hit, the 2nd hit made her wish she had never entered the tournament to begin with.

The guard seemed as if she was enjoying this, she was playing golf and Sasha's pussy was the ball. 1 more hit is all it took to knock Sasha out but the guard didn't stop there, she was enjoying herself too much to stop now. She easily located Sasha's ovaries and took some unique looking steel gloves from out of her pockets. The gloves looked like they weighed a ton and they did. The guard easily put the gloves on and punched Sasha's ovaries while she was already ****. With almost every punch the guard could hear Sasha moan a little in pain, she enjoyed imagining Sasha's screams if she was awake. She punched at least a dozen times until she started feeling mush.

The guard had completely obliterated Sasha's ovaries and had a proud look on her face. She took the gloves on and put them back into her pockets. She spit on Sasha's **** and now castrated body before walking away.