Hunt Or Be Hunted - Sex Stories

Hunt Or Be Hunted

... more to go. I was looking at something that stuck out to me. A large box shaped object half buried in the sand a few yards away. A stash? No way my luck isn't that great. Charlie told me to move as he grabbed my collar and dragged me more towards the walls. One of the twins saw the box and ran for it. As soon as he opened it a large explosion rattled the walls. Lucky for him it wasn't trapped. Seems his brother has a few grenades and decided to chuck them at a guy. Body parts rained all around us. Then the sand storm stopped. Charlie was face to face with some Amazonian looking chick. A tall woman easily under six feet tall and bronze skin. Her hair was tied up into a bun and her face was a little scared. With one powerful blow to the body Charlie was on his knees. I was frozen by her looks and sheer terror. Charlie manage to grab her legs and take her down. "Shoot the bitch fool!" He yelled at me I snapped out of it and ran up behind him aimed my gun at her face. I didn't want her to suffer so I pulled the trigger. Nothing happned. The gun jammed on me I squeezed the trigger two more times to make sure. "Shit. My gun is broke." I squeaked out while she started to punch Charlie in the head. So I did what anyone would do. I stomped on her chest a few times. The Amazon woman grabbed my leg pulling me on top of her. With my gun still in my hand I slammed the gun on her forehead twice. She was out cold. Charlie got up grabbed his shot gun and got ready to kill the chick. ...

... "Charlie behind us!" I yelled out and Charlie turned around and saw Jarome getting his ass beat by some skinny asian dude. With one shot the asian dude was dropped. Just then the buzzer sounded. Large amounts of knock out gas was pumped into the Arena. We all woke up in our cells. Charlie was had a not pinned to his shirt. "No kills 2 wounded 7,000 credits." I checked my body to see what I was given. My note said. "No kills 1 wounded 239 credits." I was shocked. "What the fuck I owned that bitch and all I get is 239 credits." Charlie laughed, "Thems the break kid the longer you stay the more ya get payed." "Invest in a gun that works kid and you'll be alright." Charlie laughed as he tore up the note and began to chew it up. "Get rid of the note before they come." I wasn't too hungry for post its but when in Rome. I chewed up the note and stashed the pin up into my mattress just like Charlie did. Soon the same jerk who took my shoes came in our cell. "Hey punks what ya win for me?" The bastard said with a ugly smile spread across his uglier face. "1,500 credit man ask the chief to pass it on." Charlie said. "The kid? What you make for me son?" He asked me. Ok some background on the huge ugly bastard in front of me. His name is Pual Dinkerman. Yeah I know right. Well don't let the name fool you he is the longest surviving hunter in all the arena. Five years and going strong still he gets a cut from every person who steps foot on the arena. "I only got twenty credit you can have it." I ...