Robin cannot resist the troll's touch

"Do something Robin! Use your magic or... or something!" Emmaline yelled from the stands. She had risen to her feet, cupping her hands around her mouth in the distant hope that her dear friend might hear her over the noise of the crowd.

"Not much point," Liv said. "It's over. If you don't want to see what happens next, then look away. I won't blame you."

Emmaline swirled to turn on Liv, her gaze a mixture of fury and pain, but she knew the sniper was right. These were the laws of the arena. With her defeat, Robin's body was forfeit, and... and they already knew how the swamp troll treated his victims.

Robin's breath escaped her as the troll threw her to the ground. She hadn't been braced fort the sudden jerky motion, and it took her a moment to recover, rolling onto her back and desperately starting to crawl away. She wasn't sure what she was crawling toward--what possible destination would grant her some desperately needed clemency, but it didn't matter. The troll was on her a moment later, grabbing and ankle in either hand and pulling her back toward him while her hands scrabbled against the ground, searching for something to grab on to which simply wasn't there.

He drew her legs up, pulling them wide open around his hips until his cock could fall forward, the heavy girth of it resting against Robin's exposed sex. The troll stood a good bit taller than a human man, and Robin's own relatively petite stature only served to make him seem all the more massive and imposing.

With her face still pointed at the ground, Robin couldn't see what was happening behind her, but she could feel it. She could feel each slow rocking motion of the trolls hips, the way his cock grinded against her slowly forward and back. It felt almost as if he was teasing her, as if somehow she would give in and willingly submit to this monster! Robin swelled with indignity, twisting her head to try and look back at him.

"Stop that! Let me go--and... and if you're not going to do that, then just..." Robin swallowed the rest of her phrase as she suddenly recognized the feeling surging through her body, the warm heat that had been spreading through her without her notice until this moment where all at once it felt suddenly too strong to ignore.

Fuu may not have noticed it in her romp with the beast, but this monster's seemingly ravenously lustful behaviour should have been an obvious sign. Robin knew she should have realized it sooner, but now her body was practically glowingarousal, nipples stiff and pussy practically dripping... Robin felt her mind hazing over, a familiar sense of needy lust coated in an impenetrable pink fog.

Her last thought was a simple awareness of the semen and precum that had been coating his cock, now fully smeared across her labia and thighs, and one final regret that she hadn't quite managed to live up to her own lofty expectations.

Then the troll's patience waned and his hips finally thrust forward.