Chapter 23: The Pit’s Reckoning

Gold Draws – Shadows Shift

By Restrained4U

The pit pulsed, a low hum thrumming through the warm concrete, red lights casting jagged shadows across the steel fixtures.

Leo slumped in his metal chair, mitts creaking, muzzle straps groaning – sweat matted his blonde locks, chastity cage glinting cold between his chaps. Round two of three ticked by, his dulled eyes fixed on nothing. Ryan stood, leather jeans creaking, ass still ablaze from his last beating, boots planted firm on the warm floor – vetoes gone, pride stinging. Marcus lounged in his chair, briefs tight with a dark precum spot at the tip, a king’s grin glinting as he tossed the black velvet bag to Jamie. “Cop’s turn – pit’s waiting,” he growled, voice thick.

Jamie caught it, latex uniform squeaking, tousled black hair mussed under the shine. He smirked, reaching in – cards rustled as he pulled a gold one, white letters stark under the red glow. “Eliminate your biggest threat – cage one player, they’re out ‘til end.” – CROWN’S BANE” He held it up, grin widening.

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