Last God
Venture





"Man, Raiman! If the prince no one had managed to defeat Patih, how?" ask Tarji. Both have taken the most comfortable position, a row of middle benches. People started to come to the stands.

"Yes, if so, Patih's continued fight with Patih."

"Oh, but later that married Patih dong's daughter,"

"Yes no, married to a princess yes still a prince of the kingdom of the victorious Patih" answered Raiman.

"Horeee!!!!"

"Atlantea! Atlantea!"

people started cheering. Raiman and Tarji also dissolved in the excitement.

Someone stood at the top of the tower and read out the rules of the contest with a tube-shaped loudspeaker and a large trumpet with a wide muzzle.

"Please calm down everyone, please pay attention for a moment!" said the narrator with the reflection of the sound echoing in the stone walls.

"This race is a friendly match. A great tradition in determining leaders in a country. When the king did not have a crown prince but his daughter was grown. So the kingdom is obliged to hold a contest.

The rules of the game are as follows,

Not allowed to use sharp or blunt weapons,

Can't hit the genitals, can't,

Can't hurt eyes, though,

Putri Kemala sat on the throne next to his father. He was so fascinated with the praise of his people and the enthusiasm of all parties. He felt flattered and at the same time humiliated. She is like a Goddess worshipped and praised, and she is like a Cup, which can only be silent when contested.

Not long after that the first match began. A prince from the kingdom of Tyberis gets his first turn. The sequence number obtained based on the draw is like arisan.

The fight began. People cheered like cockfighting with arenas filled with sand and clay dust.

The Patih, although not young anymore, still appear excellent and able to fend off and evade his opponent's attacks.

For the record, to become a Patih in a country, must be the most powerful person and strategist. Patih is a warlord.

Amidst the excitement, Raiman again found a quiet freak wearing the black robe. Raiman felt strange, everyone looked excited and cheered. But why, only that person was silent.

***

Bondan wakes up with Kemala still slumbering in his chest. Warm. The cold morning was warm. Last night was a very memorable night because the Princess did not want to sleep alone. Afraid she said, perhaps she thought the Grandmother of the house was a Magic grandmother who could make a small black box sound and emit light and song. It's so magical, Kemala's feeling. Bondan can only smile.

"If last night I wasn't exhausted and went straight to sleep, maybe it was a different story, dear" Bondan thought, looking back at Kemala. Even now Bondan dare to stroke the hair of Kemala that smells of roses.

"If my body were so full now? Ah, just imagine that I can't," thought Bondan. Kemala slightly squirmed and his embrace tighter. As a normal man, Bondan felt his whole body warm and fresh. The warmth that Kemala gives, provokes all his strength to rest and arouse desire. A desire that is awakened and difficult to tame.

"Oh, how's this? How about Kemala wake up??" thought Bondan, so ashamed of myself.

It turned out to be true, not long after Kemala opened his eyes slowly and one leg that went up to Bondan's thigh accidentally nudged something upright from behind Bondan's pants. Kemala also realized that and hurriedly got up and tidied up and then turned away. Bondan was so embarrassed.

"Sorry me"

"Ah, no no, I should be the one apologizing" Kemala said while covering her face with both hands.

"Awhile? My muscles?" said Bondan then when he realized the muscles all over his body felt tight all to the point that his veins looked and throbbed violently.

"My body, my body feels all cramp?" bondan.

"Maybe it's one of the effects of the holy water" said Kemala. Bondan understood, like yesterday when he was brought back to jump Kemala, he did not feel nauseous and now feels very fit.

"But my cock?" thought Bondan. Just this time, Bondan felt very silly and shameless.

"I feel very familiar with you" Kemala said, looking back and looking at Bondan gently.

"Quite a life of torment, I was tormented because of the norms and values of decency as a princess. Enough is! I'm an ordinary woman who needs to free herself from suffering" Kemala said in a deep tone and suddenly hugged Bondan. Combined already all the beauty of dew and the sizzling morning wind friendly. Drought thousands of years erased already. Incarnate similar soil that began to wet and crack. Even the snow mountains vibrate, pulsate and ask to be processed. Bondan could feel that. That's a really close snatch. Bondan can feel the fear and horror of a Kemala's life. At once Bondan also realized what Kemala very likely wanted from him. Kemala is a normal adult woman. The snow began to melt and flowed through the lake. Warm. Wet and Beautiful.

"I, I really feel like I've known you before!" Kemala whisper in Bondan's ear. Bondan also felt tears flowing down his shoulders.