Yes

CLICK!

Everyone heard that sound as the crowd remained silent. She looked at Car- Master. He was so proud of himself, knowing that he claimed the ultimate trophy. A former star pupil brought down beneath him. Twenty years old with a bright future ahead of her, flushed down the toilet. She wanted to cry, she wanted to throw up, she wanted for her friends to charge into the arena and rescue her from this self made prison and run as far away from this place. But no one moved. No one cared. They just sat there while she made a fool of herself.

Cardin made the next move, "Well said, now on to the main course." He reached into his pants and pulled out his other weapon. A gargantuan dick that looked like it was made to break whores. It was the length of her forearm and about as thick. She had seen penises before, in fact; she had seen Jaune's when he was showering, and she was curious enough to take a peak. His was nowhere near as massive as the bitchbreaker in front of her. It was like comparing a canary to a red hawk. The 4 inch cocktail weenie and two walnuts dangling from her love's loins was nothing to the throbbing, veiny blood sausage and softballs swinging in her face.

"Go ahead, you may now kiss the groom" Her master mocked her. She looked at the base of her masters cock, his erection casting a shadow above her face. Then she closed her eyes, and planted her lips on the base of his dick where it met his balls. The stench of Cardin's sweaty groin filled her nostrils as her red lipstick marked the spot of her submission. She couldn't believe how hard she had fallen. Possibly the worst man she had ever met in her entire life, now has her lips tasting his nutsack as his man meat rested on her head.