The Annihilator: Part 3

Tanner made his way out of the arena, to Annihilator Studios where all the recording and broadcasting of the Game is done. As he was making his way there, throngs of horny fans clustered around him.

The youthful stud has truly shocked and overawed the audience. He had to go through a tunnel of sorts leading up the studio, where a big screen showing live video from the hunting grounds was located. The show host readied to interview the successful young killer.

One fan with big breasts jumped up, hugging him. He gave her a searing kiss, causing the blonde to moan into the kiss, arching intensely into the young stud as he smacked her on the ass, causing a big reaction from everyone around him. The host, who could see this on the screen, shouts out: “Wow! What a ladies man this young Annihilator is!”

Tanner made his way to the broadcast room and sat down across from the show host, Carl. “That Game was so fuckin’ hot.”

“Yes, but this one is special. No one has had sex with so many victims, and no one has evoked so many reactions and controversies like you have. This has been our most watched episode, ever.”, The host says, quite excited. He was wearing a red and blue suit with a bowtie. The trousers have a big stain, while his light-brown hair shines from applied gel.

“Well, I love turning viewers on. It worked on you.” Tanner said and pointed to Carl’s obvious cumstain. “Though I do have to say, that I am unhappy with one of the government’s choices for ‘convicts’.”

Carl at first blushed at the comment about the cum stain in his trousers. What came next left him thinking. “Erm… I think the Executive Board members are supposed to come over, and they are the ones that decide on entrants. I think.”

“Well good I would like to speak to them about this. What part of my performance got you off?”

Slightly concerned by the first part of Tanner’s sentence, Carl replied to the second part, biting his lip. “Well, it was your deadly skill, often mixed with, well…sex. It was just too much to handle.” Soon, two older men in business suits came in through a separate entrance. It seemed like beyond the entrance, stood someone else. “And here come the Executive Board members!”

“Well then let’s see if I can help you out again Carl!” Tanner turned to the Executive members. “Hi fellas are you fine with us having a little chat on camera about contestants?”

The two men were not at all amused by the casualness of the stud. Entirely seriously, one of them said: “No. This is a serious matter! Cameras off!”, he pointed at the cameraman, who seemed scared, as something dark was going to happen, or be said.

“Ah so, that’s how it’s going to be, huh?” Tanner sighed as the cameraman was about to obey the order. The teenage stud leaped out of his chair at the first executive, a left haymaker easily connecting with the man’s jaw, sending him flying into a chair, while a right middle kick hit the left hip of the other man, breaking it.

The devastating strikes were so quick that not all cameras were turned off in time. Thus, the nation could see, at least from a few angles, the devastating attack that left one of the board members knocked out, and another one crippled. As Carl screamed in panic after the swift attack, the other one groaned in agony, barely able to move. Quickly, a guard in full armor, wielding a powerful assault rifle ran inside.