Cleetus headed straight for the maid as soon as the voice said "Fight" She looked so sweet and tasty and he was determined to lay claim to her before anyone else. Drool ran down his stubbled chin as he imagined how she's taste and how much he'd enjoy her before he killed her and ate her. Cleetus was so engrossed with his fantasy that he didn't see Tormentor until it was too late.
Judge Whitefield had watched the cannibal as he'd approached the maid, drooling and chuckling like an insane monster. Such monstrosities could not be allowed to live! His attack had been swift and merciless, brutal in its execution. Tormentor was filled with hate and rage as he beat on Cleetus. So much so that at first he didn't notice the shapely legs in high heels lashing out and hitting both him and the cannibal, he turned with a look of surprise on his face to see Belladonna attacking the pair of them!
Tormentor's blood boiled he was filled with a rage that burned through his veins like lightening. A chanting filled the room though it could just as easily have simply been in his head "Thrill kill, thrill kill, thrill kill" the voices repeated over and over. The cannibal struggled to his feet still dazed from the attack. Tormentor called out into the  darkness and chains came from all directions wrapping around Cleetus coiling along his limbs like serpents wrapping around his torso like cotton on a bobbin. Then when Tormentor roared the chains recoiled clanking and rattling as they shot back to wherever it was they'd come from. Cleetus managed to scream once as he was torn apart limb from limb, his arms and legs flew off in different directions his torso shattered and his head landing in a pool of gore.
The man with the chains turned and stared at Belladonna the look of anger on his face said it all, she was next! He came straight at her and that was when Mammoth attacked. A single blow sent the french maid flying across the room, she hit the wall and landed in a heap. Dazed and stunned as she was it took a moment for her to realize that inspite of the pain she'd felt from hitting the wall she hadn't been damaged by the attack. As she climbed to her feet she took in the full size of her attacker even stooped over as he was he stood almost eight feet tall. She looked to Tormentor who was currently pinned to the ground being beaten on by the giant and yelled to him "Hey! What say we team up?"
"Get him off me!" came the gurgled reply.
She attacked Mammoth from behind using speed and agility to avoid his brutal attacks. With his attention split between her and Tormentor the giant was easy prey. Belladonna felt a hungry black rage well up inside her, she felt an almost physical charge run through her veins and she turned to her victim as the chanting began. Tormentor's initial response was one of surprise but it rapidly turned to fury as she moved towards him "Hey you can't blame a girl" she explained "I've beaten him once" she nodded towards Mammoth "But I think you'd be a lot tougher so I'll take you out while I can"
"You will pay for this betrayal maid, mark my words.... YOU WILL PAY!"
Belladonna shrugged and drove her cattle prod down his throat shocking him to death from the inside!
She fought bravely but ultimately she lost. Mammoth was just too powerful for her on her own, his size and strength had overwhelmed her and brought the beast victory.
She trembled as the huge ape like creature moved closer. He was going to kill her, she knew this and resigned herself to her fate. Her full breasts rose and fell rapidly as she panted for breath, the only outward sign of the panic she was feeling as she stared death in the face.
Mammoth's eyes swept up and down her body and he licked his lips, he'd been a man once, a very long time ago. Still testosterone pumped in his veins and Belladonna was incredibly sexy. She'd come to the fight dressed as a french maid, high heels accentuated her long shapely legs. Legs that were clad in the sheer nylon of black stockings. The hem of her dress barely covered her pert buttocks and the low cut of the silky garment revealed the full orbs of her delectable breasts. He watched her tremble as he drew closer, her full  red lips parted as though to protest or to plead but no words came out of her mouth. His stomach rumbled. Her big blue eyes were wide with fear. She looked beautiful, good enough to eat, and he was so very hungry.
Strong hands gripped her waist, she was convinced he meant to tear her apart, but what he did was far worse. In one smooth action Mammoth lifted the maid from the floor and shoved her headfirst into his mouth!
The ape's hot wet maw engulfed her head silencing her scream. Saliva slicked her bobbed hair across her pretty features. Belladonna's legs kicked and pumped wildly her hands raking over Mammoths chest trying to push him away. His tongue licked and slurped over her features as he savored the delicious morsel that was Belladonna. Her struggles only excited him more, with strong hands he pushed her in deeper. Her head pressed against his soft palate then slipped into his throat.
The French maid thrashed in desperation as she was eaten. She felt his rough hands stroking her hips and running up and down her flailing legs.  As he took another gulp on her she felt his throat ripple around her head urging her deeper, and her breasts slid into his mouth. His tongue pushed her top aside and began to slurp slowly over the twin orbs of soft flesh teasing at each nipple in turn. Horrified Belladonna realized the ape was turned on by eating her!
Mammoth's stomach rumbled as he played with his food, his hands stroking her shapely legs, savoring her struggles. When her breasts entered his mouth he began to suckle on them, his tongue toying with the soft orbs as he reveled in the taste of the maid. She was amazing! Absent mindedly the ape began to stroke his already engorged member, his eyes watching her bicycling legs. Belladonna was a feast he'd remember for a while.
Her head and shoulders and most of her torso now in the tight rippling prison of Mammoth's throat Belladonna shuddered. She couldn't think of a worse fate! Ahead of her she could hear the gurgling stomach waiting to receive her. Helplessly she kicked out even as Mammoth tilted his head back lifting her hips and legs almost vertical. She felt him begin to swallow her down. Her nylon clad legs scythed the air as he gulped on her hungrily. Belladonna's hips entered the ape's maw followed by her thighs, stocking tops and as far as her knees. She stopped pressed against the stomach sphincter her calves and heels still waving in the air almost as though bidding a farewell to any onlookers. The seams of her stockings still perfectly straight. Then the sphincter opened and in an instance she was gone!
Mammoth pumped his cock furiously, she'd tasted delicious, an exquisite feast, a true delicacy. Inside his stomach she still struggled from time to time he'd recognize some part of her pressed against the wall of his belly. Her face or hands, perhaps her buttocks or breasts, he patted his stomach happily. A grunt escaped his lips as his thick shaft quivered releasing a stream of cum. Mammoth rubbed his belly, the maid had stopped struggling and he felt so tired.
He settled against a wall of the chamber to doze while his meal digested.
"Well well well" the disembodied voice filled the room "What a truly interesting fight, allegiances where made and broken and all in the space of a few minutes. I congratulate you Mammoth on the win, and now I must decide who else goes through....... Tormentor and Belladonna, one kill each and the dynamic of the betrayal between you two..... you both progress! Cleetus! So sad" The chamber filled with hollow laughter as figures reappeared from the shadows. Tormentor glared at Belladonna and she tilted her head and shrugged even as he drew a line across his neck with his finger!