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Durante los años 80 y la primera mitad de los 90, los beat'em ups fueron videojuegos muy populares tanto en los recreativos como en las consolas y ordenadores. No había nada cómo liarse a leches con todo tipo de gentuza callejera, aporreando botones. Junto a José Luis Sanz, un histórico de la prensa del videojuego, repasamos obras seminales como Kung Fu Master y Renegade pero sobre todo Double Dragon y Final Fight y todos sus derivados. Por supuesto no nos olvidamos de Streets of rage y otros juegos basados en cómics y franquicias. ¿Pero hay futuro para este tipo de juegos? Vivimos en una especie de renacer con títulos que apelan a la nostalgía y a la estupenda estética de esos clásicos del "Yo contra el barrio" No dejéis de encargar la revista Pixels y el regreso de Microhobby en tienda.hechoconpixels.com Escucha el episodio completo en la app de iVoox, o descubre todo el catálogo de iVoox Originals

How to deal with conflict can be, well, confliciting! In this episode, Jen and Sandi tackle the topic of conflict and how knowing yourself can aid you in knowing how to conquer conflict! Listen along as they cover: why conflict can be good for leaders the different types of conflict how to identify what your own conflict behavior is what harm withdrawing from conflict can do  the role of EQ (emotional intelligence) in conflict and the weight it carries the gift of considering different perspectives and the ability to get out of your own head how engaging with others is NOT a weakness in leadership increased communication versatility the importance of sleeping on a decision and taking time to process the information the cost of doing conflict poorly and more! Tune in to hear more tips so you can conquer conflict with ease! Thank you so much for listening! If you like what you hear, leave us a review on your favorite podcast platform, and make sure to check out the video cast under the "Videos" tab! Connect with Jen on LinkedIn and visit her website Own Up!® Connect with Sandi on LinkedIn and visit her website Satori Consulting, Inc! Have a comment, question, or topic for Sandi and Jen? Leave us a comment on LinkedIn and be sure to leave us a review on your favorite listening platform!

Once again, it is time for a refresher course inspired by the teaching of four-time podcast guest John Gray, the #1 bestselling relationship author of all-time with his Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus franchise. In this highlight episode, you will hear life-changing advice and insights into relationship health, including the specific “assignments” John Gray has designated for men and women and why. You will learn about the importance of being a “Kung Fu Master”, why men should never speak when they have a negative emotional charge, and the #1 danger women face today. I also include tips from author David Deida, talk about the effects of complaining or nitpicking and what happens when you instead express everything as a preference, and how to overcome emotionally fragile reactions. You will also learn what causes arguments to escalate, why women just need to vent, what kills the passion in a relationship, what causes women to end up anxious and depressed, and more details about the different fundamental biological drives and hormonal underpinnings that influence our behavior and wants and needs. TIMESTAMPS: After the first two highlight podcasts, Brad looks at relationship insights. [01:04] The male’s relationship assignment is to be a kung fu master by remaining calm, cool and collected. [02:43] The female needs to vent, to talk out her problems, concerns, challenges, and complaints. [09:55] Leave the petty grievances alone. Decide what is really important. [14:59] The female should never complain and nitpick your male partner. [18:11] You are responsible for your own happiness. You cannot depend on another person to make you happy. [20:10] The evolving culture and evolving relationship roles lead to challenges, mainly with the female. [23:23] Another dynamic is the increased isolation of society. [26:16] John Gray’s anatomy of an argument: Female feels unhappy and starts to feel disconnected. The males responds by telling her why she shouldn’t feel that way. [30:27] LINKS: Brad Kearns.com Brad’s Shopping page B.rad Whey Protein Isolate Superfuel - The Best Protein on The Planet! Available in Three Delicious Flavors: Vanilla Bean and Cocoa Bean and our Newest Flavor, Peanut Butter! B.rad Superfruits - Organic Freeze-Dried Exotic Fruit Powder! Natural Electrolyte Hydration & Energy Powder MarsVenus.com Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus Beyond Mars and Venus Way of the Superior Man Life changing episode - John Gray Join Brad for more fun on: Instagram: @bradkearns1 Facebook: @bradkearnsjumphigh Twitter: @bradleykearns YouTube: @brad.kearns TikTok: @bradkearns We appreciate all feedback, and questions for Q&A shows, emailed to podcast@bradventures.com. If you have a moment, please share an episode you like with a quick text message, or leave a review on your podcast app. Thank you! Check out each of these companies because they are absolutely awesome or they wouldn’t occupy this revered space. Seriously, I won’t promote anything that I don't absolutely love and use in daily life: Peluva: Comfortable, functional, stylish five-toe minimalist shoe to reawaken optimal foot function. Use code BRADPODCAST for 15% off! Mito Red Light: Photobiomodulation light panels to enhance cellular energy production, improve recovery, and optimize circadian rhythm. Use code BRAD for 5% discount! GAINSWave: Enhance sexual function with high frequency shockwave therapy. Buy 6 and get one treatment free with code: BRAD Wild Health: Comprehensive online health consultation with blood and DNA testing, personal coaching and precision medicine. Get things dialed in! Use discount code BRAD20 for 20% off! Take The Cold Plunge online course! B.rad Whey + Creatine Superfuel: Premium quality, all-natural supplement for peak performance, recovery, and longevity. New Cocoa Bean flavor! Online educational courses: Numerous great offerings for an immersive home-study educational experience Primal Fitness Expert Certification: The most comprehensive online course on all aspects of traditional fitness programming and a total immersion fitness lifestyle. Save 25% on tuition with code BRAD! Male Optimization Formula with Organs (MOFO): Optimize testosterone naturally with 100% grassfed animal organ supplement Brad's Favorites on Amazon I have a newly organized shopping experience at BradKearns.com/Shop. Visit here and you can navigate to my B.rad Nutrition products (for direct order or Amazon order), my library of online multimedia educational courses, great discounts from my affiliate favorites, and my recommended health&fitness products on Amazon.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The brawler is certainly a genre of classics, from Final Fight to Castle Crashers. And recently, the category has enjoyed a certain return to glory with all sorts of new entries suddenly appearing on scene. And yet, is this really a comeback, a true return from the dead? Or is the beat 'em up fated to fade once this little fad, this little trend, runs its course and ends again?Visit lostnostalgia.com for more retro and golden oldie news.Thanks to Decktonic for the opening/closing tune.

TRIGGER WARNING: This movie and subsequently our conversation about it, touches upon themes that some people may find extremely disturbing.This is a difficult episode that, truth be told, we might have been better scrapping all together. Kung-Fu Master! is the only videogame movie so far to be deemed worthy of special release by The Criterion Collection, though upon watching it we discovered that it's ties to said videogame are very minimal. Instead this French movie explores the burgeoning romantic relationship between an adult mother and a teenage boy who is friends with her daughter. It's a difficult film to watch and one we found it particularly difficult to talk about. Please be aware that the subject matter may be disturbing for some people. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

This week, Danielle and Millie discuss THE RAID: REDEMPTION (2011) and JOHN WICK (2014), TikTok addiction, decentering men, and the Kung-Fu Master video game. To see a full ISWYD movie list, check out our Letterboxd here: https://letterboxd.com/isawwhatyoudid/films/diary/ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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 Tonight we are reflecting on Kung-Fu, a 1985 arcade port of Irem's arcade hit Kung Fu Master and a launch title for the NES. Irem was the only third-party company to take part in the release of the NES with Kung Fu and 10-Yard Fight. Nintendo's R&D 4 team ported Kung Fu and then went on to create Super Mario Bros. Tonight our guest is, once again, Jeff Gabor.The miNEStry founders, Archbishop Dracul and Father Avram, seek to inspire their 8-bit parishioners through methodical and ceremonial scrutiny of the library of games on the Nintendo Entertainment System.

Amazons Defeated by Kung Fu Master, disguised as a sexy witch. By BradentonLarry - Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Shelonda & Don defeated the Amazon tribal sisters, and gained the release of Toshia. "I don't like this plan, Don," Nicole had said. "I don't want to see any more killing." "Neither do I," Don replied. "We're going to do everything we can to avoid seriously hurting anyone. How much first aid do they teach pre-med students?" [[MORE]] The answer had been not much, but Nicole had been a girl scout and knew some rudiments. So, she was assigned the role of medic for the rescue mission. "There it is!" Don said, pointing ahead to where he could just see the old ruined castle poking up out of the forest. "Let's find someplace to land not too far from it." In another minute, responding to Amy's mental commands, the carpet settled down in a small clearing just a short, wooded distance from the castle's gate. Don, Shelonda and Nicole disembarked – Nicole quite eagerly – and Amy had the carpet carry her back up into the sky. Amy had her instructions. She hadn't liked the thought of being left out of the main action, but had eventually accepted Don's reasoning. At the very least, if Don's plan didn't work, they wouldn't all be captured. With Don taking the lead, the three on the ground set off through the forest toward the castle of the Sisterhood. It was only a short walk before they came to another, much larger, clearing in front of the gate of the castle. The gate itself was very old, mostly of wood and actually in surprisingly good condition. It had two valves, and the one on the right was standing open. Two women were there, apparently on guard, though they had placed their spears against the wall and were practicing what looked like crude judo take-downs. Don and the others got half way across the clearing to them before either of them noticed. "Hey! Who the hell are you?" said one, a tall woman with short, jet-black hair. To her credit, her partner, a shorter blonde with longer hair, immediately went to grab both spears and took the opportunity to give a high-pitched whistle through the open gate. "I'm Don, and this is my student Shelonda and our medical assistant Nicole," Don said amiably as he continued to approach the castle. "Medical assistant?" the guard asked as her companion brought her spear. "To help if anyone gets injured." "OK, that's far enough," the guard said as she leveled her spear at Don's chest, "or you're going to get injured permanently." Don frowned a little at that. He actually suspected that the XYZ would help his, or anyone's, body repair any injury short of death, but he didn't bother to explain this to the dark-haired woman. Instead he said, "We're here to collect our friend, who we believe has been a guest of the Sisterhood for the last few days." "Oh you are, are you?" said a voice from above the gate. Don looked up to see a beautiful woman with long black hair spilling over her shoulders and her armor standing on the battlements over the gate. She certainly seemed to have the regal bearing that would go along with leading the Sisterhood. He decided at that moment that this woman would respond better to a particular approach – one of individual dominance. "I am," Don nodded. "She became separated from us, and has been here. I would be grateful if you returned her." "And if I don't?" asked the woman, confirming Don's guess as to her role in the Sisterhood. "Then I'll have to make you," Don smiled. The woman laughed derisively, and then said, "Kill him, and take the women." Without hesitation, the two guards drew back to thrust at Don with their spears. Before they could attack though, his staff came up and spun around in a clean arc through the place where the black-haired one's head had been, carrying her down into a crumpled heap on the ground where she lay unconscious. Immediately, Don reversed the momentum of his staff, batting the blonde's spear aside, and then brought the other end of the staff around to strike the woman's knee hard enough to buckle her leg painfully in the wrong direction. She cried out in pain before Don stretched her on the ground with a blow to the head. The entire exchange had taken less than three seconds. Don held up his left hand to the half dozen warrior women who had by now come through the gate and who were ready to charge him. "We do not want to fight the Sisterhood," he said in a loud, calm voice. "We only want our friend, Toshia, who is here in your castle. Give her to us and Nicole here will tend to these good women and we will be on our way. If you do not give her to us, though, I must challenge your leader to personal combat." "We do not stoop to fight with men," one of the women in front of Don sneered. She was a big redhead with a spray of freckles across her face. "That sounds like cowardice to me," Don smiled back at her. "Take them down," the woman on the wall ordered. At once, the six women, led by the freckled redhead, charged Don and the girls. Don's hypothesis was that the XYZ was supercharging more than just their sex drives, and that if he and Shelonda deliberately sought to direct their energies into good kung fu they would be nearly unstoppable fighting machines. Moreover, he had repeatedly noticed the flexible nature of Eros, in that what a focused mind wanted often made itself available. Don and Shelonda were now throwing themselves into the fray, letting the XYZ course through their veins and expecting the world to bend itself to their will. They leapt higher, dodged faster, and hit harder than seemed humanly possible. In addition, they had a particular advantage thanks to the Wizard; their staffs had been enchanted. Though they were still the light, flexible staffs Don and Shelonda had brought from the Manor, they were now, for all intents and purposes, unbreakable, and struck with a force much greater than normal. There were additional abilities as well, but they were trying to hold back on those, both to keep at least one of them in reserve as a surprise and because they really didn't want to severely injure anyone. It only took a minute or so before all six of the sisters were lying on the ground around Don and Shelonda, either unconscious or groaning in pain. Nicole quickly began moving about them, checking for broken bones and beginning to bandage ankles and knees. "So," Don called to the rest of the Sisterhood, who by now were gathered outside the gate or along the walls, "you will not stoop to fight a man, but you will stoop to attacking us three to one. That's very brave. I'm quite impressed." "I'll take you one-on-one, little man," said a muscular woman with short brown hair. "When I'm done with you, I'll fuck your ass with that staff of yours." "Always the ass, eh, Wanda?" said a woman from the crowd. Wanda laughed and stepped forward hefting a good sized battle axe in her strong hands. Don smiled at her, "If you're nice, maybe I'll fuck your ass with my 'staff' before I'm done with you." The women seemed to like this and laughed at and with Wanda. Though she didn't really seem to mind the teasing, Wanda chose this moment to charge Don. It was a clumsy attack, and Don had no trouble slipping out of the way. His staff flew around and smacked Wanda hard on the butt. He thought the force of her charge would require a few more steps before she could turn, but Wanda surprised him by spinning tightly and swinging her axe across at his mid-section. Don sprang back in time, but only just. With impressive speed, she changed the direction of the axe, swept it up and then arcing down at Don's head. Rather than dodging though, Don stepped in and threw his staff up in both hands, to catch the axe haft as it came down. Neither staff nor axe gave way, as Don expected, though Wanda was surprised that the axe hadn't continued right through the apparently more flimsy staff. Don took advantage of her surprise by kicking her very hard in the crotch. Though this didn't have exactly the same effect it might have on a male, it still hurt, and Wanda winced and pulled back. Don pressed the attack, spinning his staff in a withering barrage of strikes aimed at Wanda's head. While she was able to successfully block each strike, Don was able to throw her off balance enough that he was able to slip in close and punch her sharply in the gut. With a loud "Oof!" Wanda doubled over, leaving herself open to a decisive rap on the skull that laid her out on the ground. There was a small burst of applause, abruptly cut off, as Don turned to look over the gathered sisters with a cheerful yet derisive smile. He was less astounded by his speed and strength than he was by his endurance; he was barely breathing hard. "Anyone else want to do your leader's fighting for her?" "You're pretty good with that stick," said a beautiful, tall blonde wearing her hair in braids, as she stepped forward. She was wearing a blue sleeveless tunic hanging down almost to her knees and cinched at the waist, leather wrist bands and sandals laced up the length of her calves. She had all the beauty of Nordic women and a muscular build that indicated both strength and speed. She also seemed to be smiling at Don with genuine good nature. She asked, "Can you measure up without a weapon?" Don nodded and said, "Let's find out." He tossed his staff to Shelonda and bowed to the blonde, adding, "I'm Don." "Brigit," she nodded. Don was acutely aware of the fact that he had just given any attentive spectators a good demonstration of his basic fighting style. This gave Brigit a possible advantage. She certainly had the fire of intelligence burning in her eyes, so Don assumed she had an actual advantage. As a result of these thoughts he did not rush in to attack her, though a fast step in and side-kick was usually a good move in this kind of situation. He relaxed his shoulders, slowed his breathing, and waited for Brigit to make the first move. Brigit eyed Don calmly as she began to circle him. He noted that she had her hands raised and open, suggesting that she might be a grappler. Though she was ordinarily someone he might enjoy grappling, Don had little taste for wrestling as a form of combat. He was out-massed by the big woman; speed, agility and determination were his assets, two-thirds of which would be sacrificed in a clinch. He turned as she moved, eventually turning his back on the bulk of the Sisterhood. Don actually thought they were too caught up in the fun of watching the fight to actually interfere, and he was sure Shelonda would alert him if someone made an unsporting move. Rather than attack him, the sisters were taunting both Brigit and him, telling them to get on with it. Finally, Brigit did just that, taking a few quick steps in Don's direction, but he only danced back laughing. She came in again, this time faster and swinging her right fist in a roundhouse. Don had bounced back, though, and to his left. Before she could readjust, he landed two quick blows on her right side. It felt like he'd punched a wall. Brigit rounded on him, but he had already skipped back out of the way. Her smile suggested that his punches hadn't made much of an impression. Don didn't mind that; he was still sizing her up. She came in fast again, but Don could tell she was a bit hesitant; expecting him to evade her she was holding back. Don responded by closing the distance between them. He blocked the blow she aimed at the left side of his head with his forearm and simultaneously punched straight ahead at her nose. There was a satisfying crunching sound as his fist connected. Don didn't leave his fist out there long, but snapped it back in time to block the punch she threw at the right side of his head. If he'd been slower, Brigit's right-left combination would certainly have knocked him senseless; the woman was certainly powerful. He brought his knee up and quickly snapped his heel into Brigit's gut, pushing the two of them apart again. Brigit's nose was bleeding profusely, and she wasn't smiling any more. Don had to admit that this bout wasn't turning out as playfully as he'd hoped. He thought he'd give the sister a moment to wipe some of the blood off her face, but she came at him again. This time, she tried to close faster and punch straight at him. Don dropped low, under her reach and hit her in the side again, this time much harder. They passed each other and turned, but Brigit took the opportunity to swing her fist back-handed at Don's head. He only pulled back far enough to take the blow on his cheek. The force of the impact knocked him to the side a bit and he tasted his own blood. Brigit came at him quickly, and Don had to backpedal and block furiously to avoid getting seriously hurt. Finally he was able to strike upward with the heel of his hand at Brigit's chin. Her head snapped back and she stumbled backward. Don sprang forward, taking two steps and then was high in the air, his foot snapped around with blinding speed and Brigit's head twisted to the side. Don and Brigit landed on the ground at the same time, he lightly on his feet and she heavily on her back. As the crowd of women cheered in spite of themselves, Don knelt quickly to make sure that Brigit was still breathing. Nicole hurried up to check as well. Before they could say a word to each other, Brigit opened her eyes and said, "Damn! That was fast." Don smiled down at her, touched his cheek which was already red and starting to swell, and said, "It was an honor, ma'am." "Next time, I'm going to kick your ass, you know." "I'll look forward to it," he grinned. "Enough!" a familiar voice barked over the hubbub at the gate. Don looked up to see that the beautiful sister who had been talking to him from the wall had come down to the gate. Since she was smart enough to lead this group of strong-willed women, Don figured she must realize her predicament. If she had the other women attack Don she would appear weak, even if they succeeded in defeating Shelonda and him, which some of them must now be thinking was no sure thing. If she handed over Toshia she would appear weak. If she just shut the gates on them and let them go away she would appear weak. In fact, if she did anything other than fight him she would appear weak and her authority would be undermined. Bullies were so easy to manipulate, Don thought. Of course, she must now see that there was a very good chance that she would be beaten by Don, which would be no less a disaster, at least from her perspective. She came out in front of the small crowd of women, wearing a metallic breast plate that still managed to show off some cleavage, a skirt of chainmail, metal greaves and bracers. Her midriff was impractically bare, though Don certainly didn't mind that. Her jet black hair had now been pulled back into a long ponytail. Don thought she was staggeringly beautiful, and the haughty attitude only made her more appealing for some reason. In her hand was a gleaming long sword in particularly good condition. "You fight well for a man," she sneered. Don, who had stood up, bowed a little in acknowledgement. "I give you the opportunity to go in peace." "We will gladly do so if you return our friend to us," Don answered. "We will not give you what is rightfully ours." "Rightfully yours?" Nicole interjected indignantly. "Hush," Don said quietly. Then, back to the leader of the Sisterhood, "We will not leave without her." "Very well," she nodded. "I will make you submit to me, or you will die." "Or you will submit to me," Don smiled easily. "I do not submit to men," she spat. "Not to men, perhaps, but you will to me." She scowled at him angrily, obviously unused to such impertinence. Finally she said, "I will not fight you here; the ground is littered with your sparring partners. Come inside and fight me in our courtyard. No one but me will harm you." Don nodded his acceptance, and turned to take his staff back from Shelonda, who took the opportunity to say, "I don't know, Don, she looks mean." "Yeah, she does, doesn't she?" he grinned. As the three of them approached the gate the sisters made way for them, and Nicole said, "Just remember, I don't have any bandages big enough for sword wounds." They were led to an open area inside the castle where the sisters obviously worked out and practiced with their weapons. Some of the sisters and some smaller, obviously less assertive women quickly dragged various bags and targets out of the way, clearing the space for the impending duel. The other sisters climbed up on ledges and walls around the courtyard to make sure they had a good view. Don noticed that Brigit and Wanda were able to come in and take their places on a crumbled section of wall. There were a number of doorways leading into the courtyard, and, opposite the point where they'd entered, a set of broad stone stairs led to another open area, where a bunch of chairs were arranged. As soon as everything had been cleared from the area sufficiently, the leader of the sisters took her place near the center of the courtyard, and said, "If you need a sword, Brigit can lend you hers." "No, that's alright; I wouldn't want to take a chance on cutting that beautiful body of yours," Don smiled easily, as if he was flirting with someone at the local coffee shop. "I assure you I have no such reservations about cutting yours." "I think that's a lie... What's your name, by the way?" Don began to slowly walk toward her across the open ground, his staff in his right hand. "Daphne," she snapped. "What do you mean 'you think that's a lie'?" "Well, you might just be mistaken, but I'm pretty sure you don't really want to hurt me." "Oh," she laughed, "you're quite wrong." Don shook his head a little, and said, "No, I don't think I am. I think you're starting to think it would be nice if I beat you and carried you off somewhere and ravished you." "How dare you!" "I'll bet it's been a very long time since you were well and properly ravished." "What in the world makes you think I'd have the slightest interest in being ravished by anyone like you?" "The fact that you've let me get this close to you," Don smiled. He was only a foot away from her. Close enough to see her blue eyes quite clearly enough to read the surprise and then anger in them. "You bastard!" she hissed and leapt back, simultaneously bringing her sword up and around in a blinding arc. Don laughed as he skipped back, temporarily out of range. Daphne followed though, spinning her sword in a furiously fast series of arcs in front of her. "That's fancy," Don nodded, "but I can do it too." He began to spin his staff in a figure-eight motion covering his front and sides. Snarling, Daphne leapt in and swung, counting on her steel blade to cut or bash its way through Don's screen. Instead the sword glanced off, and Don effortlessly reversed the staff's direction to hit Daphne's exposed side. As before, the staff's enchantments imparted greater force than the momentum Don provided would indicate. Cursing under her breath, Daphne snapped her blade around in an arc aimed directly at Don's head. Twisting quickly, Don brought his much lighter weapon up in time to block the strike, catching the blade in the middle of the staff between Don's hands. There was the briefest pause when it was clear to Daphne that her sword should have broken the staff. Don smiled and said, "Yeah, that's not going to happen, my dear." "Is your head unbreakable?" she asked, and then quickly snapped her blade around, over her head, to slash at Don from the opposite side. Don blocked this easily, though the edge of her sword was only inches from his scalp. Apparently unconcerned, Don let Daphne wear herself out with a series of strong, fast cuts that he blocked almost casually. When it seemed that she might be slowing down, but before she could change her tactics on her own, Don changed his. He dropped low, into a proper low stance, letting her sword whistle by high over his head, and drove the end of his staff hard into Daphne's belly. He followed this by sweeping the staff at her shapely legs. He managed to catch one and threw it out from under her. Off balance from this double assault, Daphne stumbled backward. Don pursued her, pressing his advantage. It was Daphne's turn to retreat and parry. Three times Don managed to hit her, once more in the gut, once hard across the arm, leaving a bright red mark, and once a glancing blow to the head, which left a slight gash and a smear of blood. This last hit seemed to irritate Daphne more than the others and she launched into another enthusiastic offensive, which was actually rather successful. She managed to leave a shallow cut along Don's left shoulder and actually achieved a solid hit on Don's right shin, which would have crippled him if he hadn't been wearing his shin guards, fresh from the Wizard's wardrobe. Pausing slightly in surprise or anger, Daphne let Don get close enough that he struck out with the heel of his hand, hitting her hard in the center of her chest just above her chest plate where it showed off her cleavage. Daphne gasped and stumbled back again, this time backing up until she tripped a bit on the steps at her back. To her credit, Daphne recovered quickly, stepped up on the stairs, and had her sword at the ready in the second it took Don to launch his next offensive. He drove her up the stairs until she was on the level with the chairs. He heard the sisters clamoring behind him to keep the fight in view. There was a brief exchange during which the tip of Daphne's sword scratched over the surface of Don's chest armor, Don's staff cracked Daphne's right thigh hard enough to make her cry out and then to favor that leg, and a sword blow which was deflected by Don's bracer scored a bloody wound on the back of his left forearm. Don seemed not to notice the two wounds he had sustained, and continued to drive Daphne back toward the chairs behind her. When she came up against one she had to devote a minute bit of attention to keeping her balance and maneuvering around these obstacles, and this minor distraction provided Don with the chance to strike her right wrist hard enough to make her drop her sword. As the blade clattered to the stone floor, Don dropped his staff, and closed in. Kicking the chair behind her away, Daphne was just barely able to twist aside to avoid the kick Don aimed at her midsection. She got her hands and guard up fast enough to deflect the series of blows he aimed at her head, and then gave him a fast jab which connected with his brow just above his left eye. Moving in, pushing her back further, Don ignored the blood that ran down past his eye, and threw a furious combination of punches and knee strikes at Daphne. Then, suddenly, Daphne was falling backward into a big hole in the floor that Don had only barely noticed. A bit surprised, he still managed to catch her right wrist, but, rather than allowing him to catch her fall, this only meant that he was pulled down with her. Together they landed on what seemed to be a very large, thick mattress. Don landed on top of Daphne, though he was able to brace himself on impact so that he didn't crush her too much. There was a moment when he was able to take in the surroundings – there were bars around the mattress, surprised, naked men looking in at them from the other side, a battered old mirror, and apparently freshly laundered red sheets – before Daphne began to struggle to push him off her. Don was done playing with her, though. He caught her beautiful throat in his left hand and squeezed just a little. Looking down into her livid face, he smiled and said, "Now, that's enough. I won and you know it." Daphne spat at him, and he tightened his grip a bit. Don shoved his leg between hers and used his position and leverage to push her strong thighs apart. Reaching down with his right hand, he pushed his palm up along the inside of her leg, under her chainmail skirt. Sure enough, when he got there, he found her already very wet. Don chuckled a little and a drop of blood from his forehead dripped onto her cheek. As he stroked her moist lips, she continued to struggle but not very convincingly – at least not to Don or to her. He smiled and asked, "Still going to say you're not interested?" "I goddamn hate you!" she insisted. Then Don pushed his fingers up inside her and she groaned a little in the bottom of her throat. "I don't think that's the same thing," Don smirked as he began to work his fingers in and out of her, cupping his hand over her sex, palm rubbing against her clit. He was aware that the men were watching them and that the sisters had gathered around the opening through which Don and Daphne had fallen. What they saw was a combination of Don pinning Daphne to the mattress while he roughly handled her and Daphne sort of struggling while clearly responding to his touch on her. "You've fucking ruined everything, you bastard," she breathed through clenched teeth. "Do you want me to stop?" "Would you stop if I said yes?" she scowled. "No." Daphne closed her eyes again and let a tremor of pleasure pass over her. So quietly that only Don could hear her, she said, "Good." Don pushed his thigh up between her legs, taking the place of his hand against her crotch. As he fumbled at his pants to push them and his cup down to free his already half hard cock, Don leaned down and kissed Daphne. Shocked, she first let him kiss her, then she began to respond, and then she remembered herself and bit at his lip, drawing a bit more blood. Don just laughed and shoved her back into the mattress with the hand around her throat. He knew full well that he wasn't exerting anywhere near enough force to actually hold her down if she really wanted to get out from under him. Then, using his legs and his right hand, Don shoved Daphne's legs apart and settled between them. He shoved her metal skirt up, took his now very hard cock in hand and pushed it down between her legs. Don felt her warm, wet lips embracing his head and then he pushed himself slowly into her. As he filled her tight pussy, he leaned down and said, "You're mine now, Daphne." "I still hate you," she growled even as she was reaching down to grab his ass and pull him into her. "Say it," he said. "I'm yours now," she breathed, "you bastard." Laughing, Don shoved in the rest of the way, feeling his head hitting her cervix. He rocked there for a moment inside her and pressed against her, before pulling almost all the way out and then driving in again. After several such long, deep thrusts, he felt her hand slipping around his neck and then holding the back of his head. Daphne pulled him down to her and kissed him, not grudgingly but passionately, hungrily. They were kissing and biting at each other as his cock slipped in and out of her fiery pussy. Don maintained this steady, slow, deep fucking until he felt Daphne clenching and squeezing on him, gasping around his tongue and lips as she came long and hard. Don pulled back a bit, looking down at her and asked, "Who else has ever beaten you?" "No one," she answered proudly. Don began to fuck in and out of her again, and said, "So there's no reason you should ever bow down to anyone but me, is there?" She smiled up at him, and for the first time the smile seemed completely without malice, "No, there certainly isn't." "I'm glad we had this little chat," he chuckled and began to pump in and out of her with increased vigor. Daphne wrapped her long, strong legs around him and pulled him in closer. Don commenced fucking her hard and fast. He had promised her ravishment and that's what he was delivering. Claiming her body as the rightful prize in their fight, Don took her as his own, pushing himself into her with all the energy he had used to best her in combat. Daphne now gave no appearance of anything but enthusiastic participation. No one watching could have any doubt that she was enjoying every moment of the fucking Don was giving her. When she cried out with her second orgasm, Don felt his own spilling over. He thrust deep into her and filled her with his cum, shuddering and trembling as he spewed his seed deep inside her, claiming her in as intimate a way as he could think of. When Don finally stopped coming, and had caught his breath, he began to look around a bit for the first time since he had begun taking Daphne. Before he could get a good look, though, she pulled his head down and gave him a brief, passionate kiss. When he pulled back to smile down at her, she whispered, "Thank you." "My pleasure," Don smiled warmly at her. For a fleeting moment, he thought it would be fun to stay here with this Amazon queen and rule this little corner of the forest. Then he remembered what he could never fully forget – the need to find Toshia. Withdrawing from Daphne's warm, wet embrace, Don sat back on his haunches. A burst of applause from the men on the other side of the bars around them surprised him. His first instinct was to grin and bow, but he recalled the dynamic he had no interest in undermining and scowled at the men imperiously, and said in a commanding voice, "Don't think any of you have earned the right to disrespect this woman, your mistress." The applause died off immediately. Minotaur Encounters Don stood up, tucked himself back into his pants, and rearranged his clothing. Only now, seeing Daphne's own disheveled and battered state, did he remember that he was covered in sweat and blood. He was about to ask how they were supposed to get out of this room, when a rope ladder was dropped down from the open ceiling. When they climbed up to rejoin Shelonda, Nicole and the sisters, Don was unsurprised to see that the women were succumbing to the tendency to friskiness that ruled this world. Women were making out and fondling each other all over the place. None of it was particularly intense, though, and the reemergence of Don and Daphne was noticed at once. Very quickly all the playing ceased, and the sisters disentangled themselves. Brigit, her face still bloody from her nose, came forward, nodded to them and promptly dropped to one knee, bowing her head. Not quite at once, and sometimes a bit grudgingly, the rest of the Sisterhood took a knee around Don. Only Daphne, Nicole and Shelonda didn't explicitly kneel to his authority. "You honor me by your submission, sisters," Don said in a loud voice. "You have fought well and there is no shame in this defeat." Shelonda stepped up and handed him his staff. Don smiled at her and then turned to Daphne and said simply, "Our friend." Daphne nodded and said to Brigit, "Go fetch the pup." Brigit got up at once and went, while Don had to suppress a smirk and a chuckle. He tried to be serious as he asked Daphne, "The pup?" Daphne nodded, "That must be your friend. We didn't bother asking her name. You have to earn your place here, and she needed to be ... house broken." Don couldn't help laughing at this. Then he asked, "So, how's that going for you?" Daphne smiled and began to answer when Brigit came back much sooner than expected. The blonde was followed by a naked waif of a brunette who seemed rather distraught. Brigit didn't say anything until she came close enough to Don and Daphne that what she said wouldn't be overheard by more than a few people. Then she whispered, "She seems to have run away." "Run away?" Daphne seemed confused at the very possibility. "This girl was coming to find me," Brigit explained. "Apparently .Toshia climbed out a window some time before Don arrived." Don smiled broadly. I should have realized Toshia wouldn't need to be rescued. Daphne saw his smile and said, "There is reason for concern. Your friend is no fighter and there is some danger in the woods." "What kind of danger?" Nicole asked. Daphne didn't answer immediately, but said to Brigit, "Get everyone who isn't injured organized into search parties." Then, once Brigit had nodded and turned away, Daphne said to Don and the others, "There is a dangerous creature that lives in the forest. We call it the Bull." Chapter 13 The Bull: Toshia has charms to soothe the savage beast. Toshia had almost no experience with large animals. She hadn't grown up on a farm or anything. All she could think was that she shouldn't make any aggressive or fast moves. She was glad she didn't have a red cape or anything, but then realized that she didn't even know if that made any sense. Maybe bulls just had poor vision so bullfighters used the bright color to draw their attention. Of course, it was likely that none of this really mattered, since, clearly, this was no ordinary bull. Sure, it had the head of a dark brown bull, with large, dangerous looking horns. Its big dark eyes were watching Toshia carefully. It had a thick bovine neck, covered with proper bull fur... or was it hair on cows? At the shoulders though, everything changed. From there on down, well, until the thighs, the Bull had the body of a big, muscular man, also dark brown, though hairier than she had ever seen a black man's body. His thighs started out human, but transitioned strangely into the legs of a sturdy bull, complete with hooves. How he managed to balance effectively on those feet was a puzzle she set aside for the moment. Toshia held still as the Bull, or, more properly, the Minotaur, took a few steps toward her, moving further into the sunlit clearing. Toshia was not surprised to see that it had a large cock between its legs. She guessed that the Minotaur was two meters tall at the shoulder, but couldn't work out exactly how tall it was altogether, counting the head and horns, particularly since the broad neck bent forward. It had very broad shoulders and superb musculature to support that heavy cranium and those big horns. It looked at her carefully, perhaps wondering why she didn't run off. Toshia was wondering that herself. As it looked at her, its hand moved to its cock. Toshia's eyes followed the motion, and noticed that he was getting hard looking at her naked body. She caught herself smiling at the thought, and wondered if there were any she-Minotaurs in the neighborhood. Maybe that's why he's got a bad reputation, she thought. She decided to try communicating with him. In her sweetest voice she said, "Have you been chasing the girls with that big cock of yours?" The Minotaur blew a little air out of its nose, as if it was laughing, and then Toshia was sure he nodded his big head a little. She decided, or decided to assume, he wasn't going to charge her and kill her, so she stood up. She considered the creature's now hard sex. It was as thick as the Player's, but not quite as long. The sight of it was already making Toshia's pussy wet. "I'm not going to run away," she said. The Minotaur cocked his head to the side, as if he was trying to work out what Toshia was up to. Moving slowly and carefully, Toshia stepped across the little stream and approached the big male, who towered over her. She found herself unmistakably aroused at the Minotaur's undeniably masculine physique and generous equipment. After her time with the satyrs she was well past thinking of these human-animal hybrids from classical mythology as being too alien for sexual congress. In spite of Nina's concerns he didn't seem in the slightest bit like a predator in any meaningful sense. He looked down at her with those deep brown eyes, and Toshia tried to imagine what he was thinking. If he's like everything else around here, she thought, the XYZ has him completely horny. "What about it, big fella," she said in her soft voice, "have all the girls been too afraid of you to help you out with that?" The Minotaur snorted what she took to be affirmation. Toshia reached out and ran her hand lightly over his chest. The hair was surprisingly soft, and his muscles were hard under his flesh. She moved her hand up to caress the sinews of his big neck, then down along his firm bicep. When she reached his big hand, she lifted it, a little surprised at how heavy it was. Toshia brought it up to her face and brushed her cheek against the furry back of the hand, and then placed it on naked breast. The Minotaur breathed in and began to caress her with a surprisingly gentle touch. Toshia had been a bit worried that he would be too rough and strong for her, but he seemed quite capable of controlling himself, at least for now. As her body quickened under the bull-man's touch, Toshia reached out and up to trace her fingertips over the end of his large prick. Due to his greater height, the base was as high as her upper belly, and the length put the head about level with her collarbone. She bent her head down and kissed the tip of it. She reached up with her other hand and began to move both hands up and down his length. She couldn't get her fingers around it entirely, but she did her best. In any case, she loved having the hard shaft of flesh in her grasp. Toshia began to kiss the head repeatedly, and then opened her mouth wide to get it past her lips. She bobbed her head a bit on him, enjoying having the meaty organ filling her mouth. Given her new-found mission to see how much she could do with her body, Toshia was quite determined to get this beautiful thing inside her. Her hands moved down to caress his big, full balls as she ran her tongue over his cockhead's slit. She found some salty-sweet precum there and smiled happily up at those big brown eyes. "It sure is big," she said, "and so hard. Do you want to fuck me with it?" The nod was unmistakable this time. Toshia laughed and said, "Good, but you have to promise to be gentle with me. You can do that, can't you?" He nodded again. "OK, but how are we going to do this?" Toshia looked around the clearing. There was a low rise that looked like it might be of use, but Toshia thought the best option was probably the simplest. She looked around for something she could stand on. She saw a good sized rock near the stream and said, "Can you pick that up and put it over there near that tree?" The Minotaur snorted, almost derisively, and quickly moved over and picked up the big rock as if it was a big bag of groceries. He took it over to where Toshia stood pointing. "Put it right here," she said. When it was in place, she stood on it, facing the tree. She was about a foot higher now. Toshia leaned forward, bracing her hands on the sturdy tree trunk. The rock was big enough that she could spread her feet out on it some, which she then did. Toshia looked over her shoulder and said, "How's that?" As if he couldn't believe his luck, the Minotaur carefully reached out to touch Toshia's naked butt. When she didn't scream or run away, he moved in closer, and she felt his thick cock against the crack between her cheeks. Toshia pushed back against him, looked over her shoulder and said, "Well, don't keep a girl waiting, big fella." There was another low bovine snort, and then she felt him pushing himself down between her legs. He must be bending his knees to get the angle right, she thought, and then the big, fat head was pressed against her eager and very wet lips. Then he was pushing into her, and she felt like it was too much for her to take, but only for a moment. Then all Toshia could think was how good it felt to have her pussy filled with that thick cock! She pushed back against him, making the Minotaur completely fill her. "God, that's good!" she exclaimed. His big, broad hands grasped her around the waist, almost closing around her, and he began to work in and out of her. "Yes, that feels so good!" Toshia almost yelled. "Fuck me!" The Minotaur was soon grunting as his massive phallus plundered Toshia's tight, wet pussy. She felt his hot breath on the top of her head. For a moment Toshia imagined the scene as if someone else were seeing it -- her tiny body being fucked by this huge thing with a bull's head. She would have reached down to play with her clit, but she needed to keep both hands on the tree to keep her balance. She wished there were someone there to see this preposterous and incredibly hot scene. "Now that looks like fun!" said a familiar voice from off to Toshia's left. Toshia looked and was completely surprised to see Amy standing in the clearing watching her and the Bull. She was wearing a cute khaki explorer's outfit, with a buttoned short sleeve shirt and cargo shorts. She was even wearing hiking boots. There were a lot of things crowding around in Toshia's mind, none of which were adequate to the occasion of Amy's sudden appearance. At the forefront, though, was Oh good! He didn't get scared off. He's still fucking me. So, Toshia decided to go with that thought and respond directly to what Amy had said. "Oh yeah, it is!" she grinned. "Are you just going to stand there and watch?" "That doesn't sound like me, does it?" Amy laughed and quickly began to shed her clothes. Toshia turned her attention back to the vigorous fucking she was getting, and pushed herself back on the Minotaur's stiff prick. She found herself eager to feel him filling her with his cum. Then she felt Amy's hands on her body. The sexy blonde had stripped and was now between Toshia and the tree trunk, kissing Toshia's breasts. Amy's fingers moved down along Toshia's belly, dancing lightly over the pink and red scrapes from Toshia's descent from the trees, and quickly began to play with her clit. In mere moments, Toshia was coming, crying out and shaking as waves of ecstasy washed over her. As she came, she continued to push back against the Minotaur's hard body. Then, when she was coming down, she felt that beautiful cock inside her swelling even more and then it was pumping hot, sweet cum up inside her. "Oh god, yes, yes," Toshia moaned and then began to come again. She sagged between Amy and her Minotaur lover, tears running down her cheeks and a happy grin plastered on her face. "Wow," Amy breathed as she hugged Toshia's naked and sweaty body to her full breast. "Can I have a turn?" Toshia laughed and said, "I'm sure he'd like that." She looked over her shoulder, saying, "How about it, big fella, do you want to fuck my pretty friend here?" The large, horned head nodded emphatically. The Minotaur immediately pulled out of Toshia with an audible sucking sound. "Hey, hey!" Toshia cried. "Take it easy there! We're not going to run away on you, and it's just rude to abandon a girl so abruptly." The Minotaur made some almost articulate sounds that Toshia chose to interpret as an apology. Amy was helping Toshia keep her balance as she stepped off the fucking-stone, when Toshia saw that there was what looked like a fancy, large area rug in the clearing, with what looked like a back pack or satchel on it. She went ahead and asked, "What's that?" "Oh, that's the flying carpet," Amy said. "The Wizard lent it to us so we could come rescue you." "Um, okay. Where's everyone else, then?" "They're at the castle. Don's fighting the sisters -- that's the right word, right? Don's fighting them to make them release you," Amy explained. Toshia laughed, "Of course he is." She was suddenly both worried about Don's safety and charmed by his foolhardy attempt to be the dashing hero. A number of ideas suggested themselves to her in fairly quick succession, but the one that seemed most pertinent was that there was pleasure to be attended to here in the forest. "Can you make that thing hover in place?" When Amy answered that she was pretty sure she could, Toshia gave her directions and soon the carpet was floating at just the right height and Amy was lying on her back upon it, with her butt on the edge and her legs spread. Toshia, still standing on the ground, leaned in and ran her tongue over Amy's exposed pussy. "Mmm, delicious," Toshia pronounced, "and already very wet. Want me to go down on you, or have our friend fuck you?" "Oh, can't I have both?" Amy asked. She was already running her hands over her tits, squeezing and pulling at her hard nipples. "Can you wait, boy?" Toshia asked over her shoulder with a smile. She took the Minotaur's snort as a "yes" and promptly bent back down to run her tongue up between Amy's moist lips, scooping up the sweet nectar with the end of her tongue. "Oh, that feels so good," Amy murmured. Toshia lapped her tongue over Amy's clit, making the woman shudder and whimper. Toshia began to lick at Amy's clit while moving her hand up so that she could push two, then three fingers up inside her pussy. Knowing that the Minotaur's cock was easily as big around as her hand when it was squeezed together, Toshia decided Amy could do with the full treatment. Toshia kept licking Amy's clit as she worked her fourth finger into her wet and grasping pussy. Amy gasped and shuddered, but relaxed her vagina to accept the extra intrusion, and even pushed back, encouraging Toshia. The floating carpet held its position well, Toshia thought, as she fucked her four fingers in and out of Amy's cunt. Licking steadily at the clit in front of her, Toshia withdrew her fingers, clustered them together with her thumb and proceeded to push into Amy's pussy until her entire hand was inside the beautiful woman, who was now writhing on the carpet, clutching her breasts and moaning aloud. Toshia kept pumping her hand in and out of Amy, whose juices were flowing freely, running slowly down Toshia's arm. All the while, Toshia continued licking and now sucking at Amy's clit. Toshia now realized that she wanted to be fisted by Amy, Shelonda or Nicole in the very near future -- maybe they could take turns! Then, Amy was coming, loud, long and hard. Toshia held her hand still, deep inside Amy's clenching vagina, and sucked on her clit as Amy enthusiastically and vocally rode out her intense orgasm. When Amy collapsed back down on the carpet -- her full breasts rising and falling as she caught her breath -- Toshia slowly withdrew her sopping, slippery hand, turned to the Minotaur, and said, "She's all yours, big fella." The Minotaur, whose erection had never done more than slightly subside, moved forward quickly to take Toshia's place between Amy's thighs. Amy smiled up at him as he pushed the big, fat head of his phallus slowly into her waiting pussy. "Oh, yes!" Amy said with a grin. "That feels great! Fuck me with that big cock!" The Minotaur didn't hesitate, and proceeded to push the rest of his massive organ into Amy's willing pussy. The carpet didn't budge as he began to fuck steadily in and out of her. Amy encouraged the Minotaur with a steady stream of happy grunts and moans. Toshia clambered up on the carpet, got on her hands and knees and gave Amy a long, deep kiss, sharing the sweet taste of pussy. Toshia loved the sight of Amy's nice round tits jiggling back and forth as she was fucked steadily. She moved to get her mouth on one of those luscious boobs, but Amy stopped her, saying, "Sit on my face, Toshia. I want to lick you." More than happy to oblige, Toshia quickly straddled Amy's head, facing the Minotaur so she could watch him fucking Amy. She lowered herself down until she felt Amy's mouth and tongue on her pussy and clit. Amy proceeded to lick the Minotaur's cum out of Toshia, while her chin pressed against Toshia's clit. Wriggling a little in delight, Toshia noticed that the Minotaur's horns were just over her head, and just the right distance apart... She reached up and took hold of them, using them to hold herself in place over Amy's mouth. In this way the three of them formed a triangle, connected at Amy's mouth and Toshia's pussy, Toshia's hands and the Minotaur's horns, and the Minotaur's huge cock and Amy's pussy. Like this they swayed and worked together, each of them getting closer and closer to orgasmic release. Toshia found the sight of that enormous cock sliding in and out of Amy to be incredibly erotic, in part because she was having a hard time with the fact that her own tiny little body had taken that thing in so wonderfully well. She swayed there, between Amy's talented tongue and the Minotaur's horns, watching Amy's beautiful pale and perfectly curved body getting plundered by this mythical beast with its dark, monstrous cock, and remembered that that same thing had just a short while ago had fucked her as vigorous and filled her with its thick, sweet cum, which Amy now had so eagerly licked and sucked out of her. "Oh, fuck!" Toshia sighed. Then she cried out as she came again, pushing down on Amy's mouth as the explosion of delight swept over her in intense, fiery waves. She held on to the bull's horns as she shook and shuddered. Then Amy and the Minotaur were coming, moaning and grunting loudly in the clearing. Toshia managed to get off Amy's face without taking her eyes off the image of the two bodies coupling in passionate carnal union. As Amy shuddered through the tail end of her orgasm, she moaned, "Oh, that was wonderful!" Toshia smiled down at her friend, and leaned down to give her a long kiss, enjoying the taste of herself on Amy's mouth. After a moment, Amy sighed and Toshia looked down to see that the Minotaur had pulled out of Amy's pussy. There was a long rope of white cum hanging between the head of his cock and Amy. "Yum!" Toshia exclaimed and quickly crawled to the edge of the carpet. She caught hold of the Minotaur's hip and urged him closer. When he obliged, she sucked the head of his cock half-way into her mouth, simultaneously getting a mouthful of delicious cum and getting her face covered with the stuff. After sucking down several good swallows of jizz from the Minotaur's cock, Toshia lowered her mouth to Amy's messy cunt and began to suck and lick up every bit of Minotaur cum she could find. Amy happily encouraged Toshia, even to the point of gently rolling the both of them over into a 69, with Amy on top, so every drop of the mingled Minotaur's juice and her own would run down into Toshia's mouth and onto her face. Of course, Amy also took the opportunity to go back to licking Toshia, this time directly concentrating on her clit. While they were engaged with each other like this, they were very close to hanging off the edge of the floating carpet. The Minotaur, who apparently felt left out, took advantage of this situation and came back over to press the head of his big, brown cock between Amy's legs, between Amy's pussy and Toshia's mouth. With a little help from Toshia and the Minotaur, Amy adjusted her hips so he could enter her again, while Toshia could continue licking Amy's clit. Toshia lay there on her back, having her pussy and clit licked by Amy, who was being fucked from behind by a big man-bull, while Toshia was herself tonguing Amy's clit and the underside of the beast's hard shaft. It didn't take much of this before Amy was coming again for the third time. Toshia followed soon after, gasping and moaning underneath Amy. Then, to Toshia's surprise, the Minotaur was coming again as well. His cock swelled in front of her eyes and she watched as he pumped cum up into Amy. Of course, there wasn't enough room for all that cum, so it spilled out around that big cock down onto Toshia's face and into her eager mouth. She tried to catch it all, but when he pulled out of Amy, very slowly, a flood of the sticky, delicious stuff ran out into her mouth and all over her face. Laughing, Toshia did her best to lick Amy clean, but it was no use; there was just too much, and it was all over the place. Amy moved around so that she could help Toshia out, licking and sucking up as much of the cum as she could, or helping scoop it up for Toshia to slurp down. When they were as done as they were likely to get, the two women sat up and noticed the Minotaur was standing by, watching them. His cock was now, finally, deflated. "I like your friend," Amy grinned. "Can we keep him?" "He certainly does have some good qualities, doesn't he?" Toshia smiled. Then, as she hopped off the carpet, she asked the Minotaur, "Do you have something like a club? You know, a big stick you could use to knock things around." He looked back at her in apparent confusion, so she looked around for a moment, found a good sized stick and showed him what she had in mind. He seemed to understand and headed off into the forest. "We better get cleaned up before he comes back with another hard-on," Toshia laughed. As she dropped off the carpet, Amy said, "Oh, that reminds me, I have your clothes with me." "Clothes," Toshia said as she stepped into the cold water of the stream, "I remember those." While they washed the sweat and cum off, Amy said, "I was supposed to just fly around the area out of sight for a while, and then go back to see if the others needed help, but then I saw you and your friend." "Well, we better go see if we can help them out," Toshia smiled. "Those women are bad asses and probably have Don tied up and whipped or something already." By the time they had pulled their clothes on over their damp bodies, the Minotaur had returned, carrying what looked like the trunk of a small tree. "Can we leave that carpet here?" Toshia asked. "I think so," Amy nodded. "It's only supposed to move where I tell it to." "That's convenient." Toshia tried to explain to the Minotaur that she wanted it to follow her and help her out if needed. He seemed to understand all of this to some extent, and fell in behind her as Toshia led him and Amy back toward the castle. Walking on the ground, and without worrying much at all about being quiet, they made good time through the forest. When they came to the crumbling stone wall, Toshia led them around until they came to the clearing in front of the castle's gate. It looked like someone had made a mess out of the ground there in front of the castle, and Toshia naturally feared the worst for Don and the others. In front of the gate were two sentinels -- women who took one look at the Minotaur behind Toshia, gaped for a second, and then bolted inside. "OK, let's hope the rest of them are as scared as they were," Toshia said grimly. "Stay close." Toshia knew that the sisters could probably gang up on the Bull and bring him down, but it would be a costly victory, and she was hoping they would be too freaked about his sudden appearance at her side to actually fight. She was counting on the elements of surprise and fear to carry the day so that they could get Don, Shelonda and Nicole and get the hell out of there before the sisters had time to collect their wits. With all this in mind, Toshia led her little trio with the big stick into the courtyard of the castle. She wasn't surprised to see the sisters all gathered there armed to the teeth and looking at her and the Minotaur with alarm. They were all scrambling to get as far away from the Bull as they possibly could. Their bogeyman was probably bigger and scarier in real life, and not only had those dangerous horns but was wielding a huge club. She also expected to be confronted by the indomitable Daphne and Brigit. What Toshia had not been expecting, though, was seeing Don at the head of these women. He stood there confidently, his staff held lightly in his hand. He was a bit bloody, and seemed to have the beginnings of a black eye, but he was smiling at her with obvious ease. Also obvious, was the fact that both Daphne and Brigit were standing behind him, looking to him for leadership. "Hi Toshia, we were just coming out to look for you," he said. "And I was just coming to rescue you," she said, "but obviously you don't need it." "And neither do you," he laughed. Then Don dropped his staff, and caught her in his arms as she rushed across the courtyard. She hugged him tightly, and reveled in having his warm embrace around her. She hadn't really appreciated how much she had missed him until that moment. Finally, they were together again. To be continued. By BradentonLarry for Literotica

Amazons Defeated by Kung Fu Master, disguised as a sexy witch.By BradentonLarry - Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Shelonda & Don defeated the Amazon tribal sisters, and gained the release of Toshia.“I don’t like this plan, Don,” Nicole had said. “I don’t want to see any more killing.”“Neither do I,” Don replied. “We’re going to do everything we can to avoid seriously hurting anyone. How much first aid do they teach pre-med students?”The answer had been not much, but Nicole had been a girl scout and knew some rudiments. So, she was assigned the role of medic for the rescue mission.“There it is!” Don said, pointing ahead to where he could just see the old ruined castle poking up out of the forest. “Let’s find someplace to land not too far from it.”In another minute, responding to Amy’s mental commands, the carpet settled down in a small clearing just a short, wooded distance from the castle’s gate. Don, Shelonda and Nicole disembarked – Nicole quite eagerly – and Amy had the carpet carry her back up into the sky. Amy had her instructions. She hadn’t liked the thought of being left out of the main action, but had eventually accepted Don’s reasoning. At the very least, if Don’s plan didn’t work, they wouldn’t all be captured.With Don taking the lead, the three on the ground set off through the forest toward the castle of the Sisterhood. It was only a short walk before they came to another, much larger, clearing in front of the gate of the castle. The gate itself was very old, mostly of wood and actually in surprisingly good condition. It had two valves, and the one on the right was standing open. Two women were there, apparently on guard, though they had placed their spears against the wall and were practicing what looked like crude judo take-downs. Don and the others got half way across the clearing to them before either of them noticed.“Hey! Who the hell are you?” said one, a tall woman with short, jet-black hair. To her credit, her partner, a shorter blonde with longer hair, immediately went to grab both spears and took the opportunity to give a high-pitched whistle through the open gate.“I’m Don, and this is my student Shelonda and our medical assistant Nicole,” Don said amiably as he continued to approach the castle.“Medical assistant?” the guard asked as her companion brought her spear.“To help if anyone gets injured.”“OK, that’s far enough,” the guard said as she leveled her spear at Don’s chest, “or you’re going to get injured permanently.”Don frowned a little at that. He actually suspected that the XYZ would help his, or anyone’s, body repair any injury short of death, but he didn’t bother to explain this to the dark-haired woman. Instead he said, “We’re here to collect our friend, who we believe has been a guest of the Sisterhood for the last few days.”“Oh you are, are you?” said a voice from above the gate.Don looked up to see a beautiful woman with long black hair spilling over her shoulders and her armor standing on the battlements over the gate. She certainly seemed to have the regal bearing that would go along with leading the Sisterhood. He decided at that moment that this woman would respond better to a particular approach – one of individual dominance.“I am,” Don nodded. “She became separated from us, and has been here. I would be grateful if you returned her.”“And if I don’t?” asked the woman, confirming Don’s guess as to her role in the Sisterhood.“Then I’ll have to make you,” Don smiled.The woman laughed derisively, and then said, “Kill him, and take the women.”Without hesitation, the two guards drew back to thrust at Don with their spears. Before they could attack though, his staff came up and spun around in a clean arc through the place where the black-haired one’s head had been, carrying her down into a crumpled heap on the ground where she lay unconscious. Immediately, Don reversed the momentum of his staff, batting the blonde’s spear aside, and then brought the other end of the staff around to strike the woman’s knee hard enough to buckle her leg painfully in the wrong direction. She cried out in pain before Don stretched her on the ground with a blow to the head. The entire exchange had taken less than three seconds.Don held up his left hand to the half dozen warrior women who had by now come through the gate and who were ready to charge him.“We do not want to fight the Sisterhood,” he said in a loud, calm voice. “We only want our friend, Toshia, who is here in your castle. Give her to us and Nicole here will tend to these good women and we will be on our way. If you do not give her to us, though, I must challenge your leader to personal combat.”“We do not stoop to fight with men,” one of the women in front of Don sneered. She was a big redhead with a spray of freckles across her face.“That sounds like cowardice to me,” Don smiled back at her.“Take them down,” the woman on the wall ordered.At once, the six women, led by the freckled redhead, charged Don and the girls. Don’s hypothesis was that the XYZ was supercharging more than just their sex drives, and that if he and Shelonda deliberately sought to direct their energies into good kung fu they would be nearly unstoppable fighting machines. Moreover, he had repeatedly noticed the flexible nature of Eros, in that what a focused mind wanted often made itself available. Don and Shelonda were now throwing themselves into the fray, letting the XYZ course through their veins and expecting the world to bend itself to their will. They leapt higher, dodged faster, and hit harder than seemed humanly possible. In addition, they had a particular advantage thanks to the Wizard; their staffs had been enchanted. Though they were still the light, flexible staffs Don and Shelonda had brought from the Manor, they were now, for all intents and purposes, unbreakable, and struck with a force much greater than normal. There were additional abilities as well, but they were trying to hold back on those, both to keep at least one of them in reserve as a surprise and because they really didn’t want to severely injure anyone.It only took a minute or so before all six of the sisters were lying on the ground around Don and Shelonda, either unconscious or groaning in pain. Nicole quickly began moving about them, checking for broken bones and beginning to bandage ankles and knees.“So,” Don called to the rest of the Sisterhood, who by now were gathered outside the gate or along the walls, “you will not stoop to fight a man, but you will stoop to attacking us three to one. That’s very brave. I’m quite impressed.”“I’ll take you one-on-one, little man,” said a muscular woman with short brown hair. “When I’m done with you, I’ll fuck your ass with that staff of yours.”“Always the ass, eh, Wanda?” said a woman from the crowd.Wanda laughed and stepped forward hefting a good sized battle axe in her strong hands.Don smiled at her, “If you’re nice, maybe I’ll fuck your ass with my ‘staff' before I’m done with you.”The women seemed to like this and laughed at and with Wanda. Though she didn’t really seem to mind the teasing, Wanda chose this moment to charge Don. It was a clumsy attack, and Don had no trouble slipping out of the way. His staff flew around and smacked Wanda hard on the butt. He thought the force of her charge would require a few more steps before she could turn, but Wanda surprised him by spinning tightly and swinging her axe across at his mid-section. Don sprang back in time, but only just. With impressive speed, she changed the direction of the axe, swept it up and then arcing down at Don’s head. Rather than dodging though, Don stepped in and threw his staff up in both hands, to catch the axe haft as it came down. Neither staff nor axe gave way, as Don expected, though Wanda was surprised that the axe hadn’t continued right through the apparently more flimsy staff. Don took advantage of her surprise by kicking her very hard in the crotch. Though this didn’t have exactly the same effect it might have on a male, it still hurt, and Wanda winced and pulled back. Don pressed the attack, spinning his staff in a withering barrage of strikes aimed at Wanda’s head. While she was able to successfully block each strike, Don was able to throw her off balance enough that he was able to slip in close and punch her sharply in the gut. With a loud “Oof!” Wanda doubled over, leaving herself open to a decisive rap on the skull that laid her out on the ground.There was a small burst of applause, abruptly cut off, as Don turned to look over the gathered sisters with a cheerful yet derisive smile. He was less astounded by his speed and strength than he was by his endurance; he was barely breathing hard. “Anyone else want to do your leader’s fighting for her?”“You’re pretty good with that stick,” said a beautiful, tall blonde wearing her hair in braids, as she stepped forward. She was wearing a blue sleeveless tunic hanging down almost to her knees and cinched at the waist, leather wrist bands and sandals laced up the length of her calves. She had all the beauty of Nordic women and a muscular build that indicated both strength and speed. She also seemed to be smiling at Don with genuine good nature. She asked, “Can you measure up without a weapon?”Don nodded and said, “Let’s find out.” He tossed his staff to Shelonda and bowed to the blonde, adding, “I’m Don.”“Brigit,” she nodded.Don was acutely aware of the fact that he had just given any attentive spectators a good demonstration of his basic fighting style. This gave Brigit a possible advantage. She certainly had the fire of intelligence burning in her eyes, so Don assumed she had an actual advantage. As a result of these thoughts he did not rush in to attack her, though a fast step in and side-kick was usually a good move in this kind of situation. He relaxed his shoulders, slowed his breathing, and waited for Brigit to make the first move.Brigit eyed Don calmly as she began to circle him. He noted that she had her hands raised and open, suggesting that she might be a grappler. Though she was ordinarily someone he might enjoy grappling, Don had little taste for wrestling as a form of combat. He was out-massed by the big woman; speed, agility and determination were his assets, two-thirds of which would be sacrificed in a clinch.He turned as she moved, eventually turning his back on the bulk of the Sisterhood. Don actually thought they were too caught up in the fun of watching the fight to actually interfere, and he was sure Shelonda would alert him if someone made an unsporting move. Rather than attack him, the sisters were taunting both Brigit and him, telling them to get on with it.Finally, Brigit did just that, taking a few quick steps in Don’s direction, but he only danced back laughing. She came in again, this time faster and swinging her right fist in a roundhouse. Don had bounced back, though, and to his left. Before she could readjust, he landed two quick blows on her right side. It felt like he’d punched a wall.Brigit rounded on him, but he had already skipped back out of the way. Her smile suggested that his punches hadn’t made much of an impression. Don didn’t mind that; he was still sizing her up.She came in fast again, but Don could tell she was a bit hesitant; expecting him to evade her she was holding back. Don responded by closing the distance between them. He blocked the blow she aimed at the left side of his head with his forearm and simultaneously punched straight ahead at her nose. There was a satisfying crunching sound as his fist connected. Don didn’t leave his fist out there long, but snapped it back in time to block the punch she threw at the right side of his head. If he’d been slower, Brigit’s right-left combination would certainly have knocked him senseless; the woman was certainly powerful. He brought his knee up and quickly snapped his heel into Brigit’s gut, pushing the two of them apart again.Brigit’s nose was bleeding profusely, and she wasn’t smiling any more. Don had to admit that this bout wasn’t turning out as playfully as he’d hoped. He thought he’d give the sister a moment to wipe some of the blood off her face, but she came at him again. This time, she tried to close faster and punch straight at him. Don dropped low, under her reach and hit her in the side again, this time much harder. They passed each other and turned, but Brigit took the opportunity to swing her fist back-handed at Don’s head. He only pulled back far enough to take the blow on his cheek. The force of the impact knocked him to the side a bit and he tasted his own blood.Brigit came at him quickly, and Don had to backpedal and block furiously to avoid getting seriously hurt. Finally he was able to strike upward with the heel of his hand at Brigit’s chin. Her head snapped back and she stumbled backward. Don sprang forward, taking two steps and then was high in the air, his foot snapped around with blinding speed and Brigit’s head twisted to the side. Don and Brigit landed on the ground at the same time, he lightly on his feet and she heavily on her back. As the crowd of women cheered in spite of themselves, Don knelt quickly to make sure that Brigit was still breathing. Nicole hurried up to check as well.Before they could say a word to each other, Brigit opened her eyes and said, “Damn! That was fast.”Don smiled down at her, touched his cheek which was already red and starting to swell, and said, “It was an honor, ma'am.”“Next time, I’m going to kick your ass, you know.”“I’ll look forward to it,” he grinned.“Enough!” a familiar voice barked over the hubbub at the gate.Don looked up to see that the beautiful sister who had been talking to him from the wall had come down to the gate. Since she was smart enough to lead this group of strong-willed women, Don figured she must realize her predicament. If she had the other women attack Don she would appear weak, even if they succeeded in defeating Shelonda and him, which some of them must now be thinking was no sure thing. If she handed over Toshia she would appear weak. If she just shut the gates on them and let them go away she would appear weak. In fact, if she did anything other than fight him she would appear weak and her authority would be undermined. Bullies were so easy to manipulate, Don thought. Of course, she must now see that there was a very good chance that she would be beaten by Don, which would be no less a disaster, at least from her perspective.She came out in front of the small crowd of women, wearing a metallic breast plate that still managed to show off some cleavage, a skirt of chainmail, metal greaves and bracers. Her midriff was impractically bare, though Don certainly didn’t mind that. Her jet black hair had now been pulled back into a long ponytail. Don thought she was staggeringly beautiful, and the haughty attitude only made her more appealing for some reason. In her hand was a gleaming long sword in particularly good condition.“You fight well for a man,” she sneered.Don, who had stood up, bowed a little in acknowledgement.“I give you the opportunity to go in peace.”“We will gladly do so if you return our friend to us,” Don answered.“We will not give you what is rightfully ours.”“Rightfully yours?” Nicole interjected indignantly.“Hush,” Don said quietly. Then, back to the leader of the Sisterhood, “We will not leave without her.”“Very well,” she nodded. “I will make you submit to me, or you will die.”“Or you will submit to me,” Don smiled easily.“I do not submit to men,” she spat.“Not to men, perhaps, but you will to me.”She scowled at him angrily, obviously unused to such impertinence. Finally she said, “I will not fight you here; the ground is littered with your sparring partners. Come inside and fight me in our courtyard. No one but me will harm you.”Don nodded his acceptance, and turned to take his staff back from Shelonda, who took the opportunity to say, “I don’t know, Don, she looks mean.”“Yeah, she does, doesn’t she?” he grinned.As the three of them approached the gate the sisters made way for them, and Nicole said, “Just remember, I don’t have any bandages big enough for sword wounds.”They were led to an open area inside the castle where the sisters obviously worked out and practiced with their weapons. Some of the sisters and some smaller, obviously less assertive women quickly dragged various bags and targets out of the way, clearing the space for the impending duel. The other sisters climbed up on ledges and walls around the courtyard to make sure they had a good view. Don noticed that Brigit and Wanda were able to come in and take their places on a crumbled section of wall. There were a number of doorways leading into the courtyard, and, opposite the point where they’d entered, a set of broad stone stairs led to another open area, where a bunch of chairs were arranged.As soon as everything had been cleared from the area sufficiently, the leader of the sisters took her place near the center of the courtyard, and said, “If you need a sword, Brigit can lend you hers.”“No, that’s alright; I wouldn’t want to take a chance on cutting that beautiful body of yours,” Don smiled easily, as if he was flirting with someone at the local coffee shop.“I assure you I have no such reservations about cutting yours.”“I think that’s a lie… What’s your name, by the way?” Don began to slowly walk toward her across the open ground, his staff in his right hand.“Daphne,” she snapped. “What do you mean 'you think that’s a lie’?”“Well, you might just be mistaken, but I’m pretty sure you don’t really want to hurt me.”“Oh,” she laughed, “you’re quite wrong.”Don shook his head a little, and said, “No, I don’t think I am. I think you’re starting to think it would be nice if I beat you and carried you off somewhere and ravished you.”“How dare you!”“I’ll bet it’s been a very long time since you were well and properly ravished.”“What in the world makes you think I’d have the slightest interest in being ravished by anyone like you?”“The fact that you’ve let me get this close to you,” Don smiled. He was only a foot away from her. Close enough to see her blue eyes quite clearly enough to read the surprise and then anger in them.“You bastard!” she hissed and leapt back, simultaneously bringing her sword up and around in a blinding arc.Don laughed as he skipped back, temporarily out of range. Daphne followed though, spinning her sword in a furiously fast series of arcs in front of her.“That’s fancy,” Don nodded, “but I can do it too.” He began to spin his staff in a figure-eight motion covering his front and sides.Snarling, Daphne leapt in and swung, counting on her steel blade to cut or bash its way through Don’s screen. Instead the sword glanced off, and Don effortlessly reversed the staff’s direction to hit Daphne’s exposed side. As before, the staff’s enchantments imparted greater force than the momentum Don provided would indicate. Cursing under her breath, Daphne snapped her blade around in an arc aimed directly at Don’s head. Twisting quickly, Don brought his much lighter weapon up in time to block the strike, catching the blade in the middle of the staff between Don’s hands.There was the briefest pause when it was clear to Daphne that her sword should have broken the staff. Don smiled and said, “Yeah, that’s not going to happen, my dear.”“Is your head unbreakable?” she asked, and then quickly snapped her blade around, over her head, to slash at Don from the opposite side. Don blocked this easily, though the edge of her sword was only inches from his scalp. Apparently unconcerned, Don let Daphne wear herself out with a series of strong, fast cuts that he blocked almost casually.When it seemed that she might be slowing down, but before she could change her tactics on her own, Don changed his. He dropped low, into a proper low stance, letting her sword whistle by high over his head, and drove the end of his staff hard into Daphne’s belly. He followed this by sweeping the staff at her shapely legs. He managed to catch one and threw it out from under her. Off balance from this double assault, Daphne stumbled backward. Don pursued her, pressing his advantage. It was Daphne’s turn to retreat and parry. Three times Don managed to hit her, once more in the gut, once hard across the arm, leaving a bright red mark, and once a glancing blow to the head, which left a slight gash and a smear of blood.This last hit seemed to irritate Daphne more than the others and she launched into another enthusiastic offensive, which was actually rather successful. She managed to leave a shallow cut along Don’s left shoulder and actually achieved a solid hit on Don’s right shin, which would have crippled him if he hadn’t been wearing his shin guards, fresh from the Wizard’s wardrobe. Pausing slightly in surprise or anger, Daphne let Don get close enough that he struck out with the heel of his hand, hitting her hard in the center of her chest just above her chest plate where it showed off her cleavage. Daphne gasped and stumbled back again, this time backing up until she tripped a bit on the steps at her back.To her credit, Daphne recovered quickly, stepped up on the stairs, and had her sword at the ready in the second it took Don to launch his next offensive. He drove her up the stairs until she was on the level with the chairs. He heard the sisters clamoring behind him to keep the fight in view. There was a brief exchange during which the tip of Daphne’s sword scratched over the surface of Don’s chest armor, Don’s staff cracked Daphne’s right thigh hard enough to make her cry out and then to favor that leg, and a sword blow which was deflected by Don’s bracer scored a bloody wound on the back of his left forearm. Don seemed not to notice the two wounds he had sustained, and continued to drive Daphne back toward the chairs behind her. When she came up against one she had to devote a minute bit of attention to keeping her balance and maneuvering around these obstacles, and this minor distraction provided Don with the chance to strike her right wrist hard enough to make her drop her sword. As the blade clattered to the stone floor, Don dropped his staff, and closed in.Kicking the chair behind her away, Daphne was just barely able to twist aside to avoid the kick Don aimed at her midsection. She got her hands and guard up fast enough to deflect the series of blows he aimed at her head, and then gave him a fast jab which connected with his brow just above his left eye. Moving in, pushing her back further, Don ignored the blood that ran down past his eye, and threw a furious combination of punches and knee strikes at Daphne.Then, suddenly, Daphne was falling backward into a big hole in the floor that Don had only barely noticed. A bit surprised, he still managed to catch her right wrist, but, rather than allowing him to catch her fall, this only meant that he was pulled down with her.Together they landed on what seemed to be a very large, thick mattress. Don landed on top of Daphne, though he was able to brace himself on impact so that he didn’t crush her too much. There was a moment when he was able to take in the surroundings – there were bars around the mattress, surprised, naked men looking in at them from the other side, a battered old mirror, and apparently freshly laundered red sheets – before Daphne began to struggle to push him off her. Don was done playing with her, though.He caught her beautiful throat in his left hand and squeezed just a little. Looking down into her livid face, he smiled and said, “Now, that’s enough. I won and you know it.”Daphne spat at him, and he tightened his grip a bit. Don shoved his leg between hers and used his position and leverage to push her strong thighs apart. Reaching down with his right hand, he pushed his palm up along the inside of her leg, under her chainmail skirt. Sure enough, when he got there, he found her already very wet.Don chuckled a little and a drop of blood from his forehead dripped onto her cheek. As he stroked her moist lips, she continued to struggle but not very convincingly – at least not to Don or to her. He smiled and asked, “Still going to say you’re not interested?”“I goddamn hate you!” she insisted. Then Don pushed his fingers up inside her and she groaned a little in the bottom of her throat.“I don’t think that’s the same thing,” Don smirked as he began to work his fingers in and out of her, cupping his hand over her sex, palm rubbing against her clit. He was aware that the men were watching them and that the sisters had gathered around the opening through which Don and Daphne had fallen. What they saw was a combination of Don pinning Daphne to the mattress while he roughly handled her and Daphne sort of struggling while clearly responding to his touch on her.“You’ve fucking ruined everything, you bastard,” she breathed through clenched teeth.“Do you want me to stop?”“Would you stop if I said yes?” she scowled.“No.”Daphne closed her eyes again and let a tremor of pleasure pass over her. So quietly that only Don could hear her, she said, “Good.”Don pushed his thigh up between her legs, taking the place of his hand against her crotch. As he fumbled at his pants to push them and his cup down to free his already half hard cock, Don leaned down and kissed Daphne. Shocked, she first let him kiss her, then she began to respond, and then she remembered herself and bit at his lip, drawing a bit more blood. Don just laughed and shoved her back into the mattress with the hand around her throat. He knew full well that he wasn’t exerting anywhere near enough force to actually hold her down if she really wanted to get out from under him.Then, using his legs and his right hand, Don shoved Daphne’s legs apart and settled between them. He shoved her metal skirt up, took his now very hard cock in hand and pushed it down between her legs. Don felt her warm, wet lips embracing his head and then he pushed himself slowly into her. As he filled her tight pussy, he leaned down and said, “You’re mine now, Daphne.”“I still hate you,” she growled even as she was reaching down to grab his ass and pull him into her.“Say it,” he said.“I’m yours now,” she breathed, “you bastard.”Laughing, Don shoved in the rest of the way, feeling his head hitting her cervix. He rocked there for a moment inside her and pressed against her, before pulling almost all the way out and then driving in again. After several such long, deep thrusts, he felt her hand slipping around his neck and then holding the back of his head. Daphne pulled him down to her and kissed him, not grudgingly but passionately, hungrily. They were kissing and biting at each other as his cock slipped in and out of her fiery pussy. Don maintained this steady, slow, deep fucking until he felt Daphne clenching and squeezing on him, gasping around his tongue and lips as she came long and hard.Don pulled back a bit, looking down at her and asked, “Who else has ever beaten you?”“No one,” she answered proudly.Don began to fuck in and out of her again, and said, “So there’s no reason you should ever bow down to anyone but me, is there?”She smiled up at him, and for the first time the smile seemed completely without malice, “No, there certainly isn’t.”“I’m glad we had this little chat,” he chuckled and began to pump in and out of her with increased vigor. Daphne wrapped her long, strong legs around him and pulled him in closer. Don commenced fucking her hard and fast. He had promised her ravishment and that’s what he was delivering. Claiming her body as the rightful prize in their fight, Don took her as his own, pushing himself into her with all the energy he had used to best her in combat. Daphne now gave no appearance of anything but enthusiastic participation. No one watching could have any doubt that she was enjoying every moment of the fucking Don was giving her. When she cried out with her second orgasm, Don felt his own spilling over. He thrust deep into her and filled her with his cum, shuddering and trembling as he spewed his seed deep inside her, claiming her in as intimate a way as he could think of.When Don finally stopped coming, and had caught his breath, he began to look around a bit for the first time since he had begun taking Daphne. Before he could get a good look, though, she pulled his head down and gave him a brief, passionate kiss. When he pulled back to smile down at her, she whispered, “Thank you.”“My pleasure,” Don smiled warmly at her. For a fleeting moment, he thought it would be fun to stay here with this Amazon queen and rule this little corner of the forest. Then he remembered what he could never fully forget – the need to find Toshia. Withdrawing from Daphne’s warm, wet embrace, Don sat back on his haunches. A burst of applause from the men on the other side of the bars around them surprised him. His first instinct was to grin and bow, but he recalled the dynamic he had no interest in undermining and scowled at the men imperiously, and said in a commanding voice, “Don’t think any of you have earned the right to disrespect this woman, your mistress.”The applause died off immediately.Minotaur EncountersDon stood up, tucked himself back into his pants, and rearranged his clothing. Only now, seeing Daphne’s own disheveled and battered state, did he remember that he was covered in sweat and blood. He was about to ask how they were supposed to get out of this room, when a rope ladder was dropped down from the open ceiling.When they climbed up to rejoin Shelonda, Nicole and the sisters, Don was unsurprised to see that the women were succumbing to the tendency to friskiness that ruled this world. Women were making out and fondling each other all over the place. None of it was particularly intense, though, and the reemergence of Don and Daphne was noticed at once. Very quickly all the playing ceased, and the sisters disentangled themselves. Brigit, her face still bloody from her nose, came forward, nodded to them and promptly dropped to one knee, bowing her head. Not quite at once, and sometimes a bit grudgingly, the rest of the Sisterhood took a knee around Don. Only Daphne, Nicole and Shelonda didn’t explicitly kneel to his authority.“You honor me by your submission, sisters,” Don said in a loud voice. “You have fought well and there is no shame in this defeat.”Shelonda stepped up and handed him his staff. Don smiled at her and then turned to Daphne and said simply, “Our friend.”Daphne nodded and said to Brigit, “Go fetch the pup.”Brigit got up at once and went, while Don had to suppress a smirk and a chuckle. He tried to be serious as he asked Daphne, “The pup?”Daphne nodded, “That must be your friend. We didn’t bother asking her name. You have to earn your place here, and she needed to be … house broken.”Don couldn’t help laughing at this. Then he asked, “So, how’s that going for you?”Daphne smiled and began to answer when Brigit came back much sooner than expected. The blonde was followed by a naked waif of a brunette who seemed rather distraught.Brigit didn’t say anything until she came close enough to Don and Daphne that what she said wouldn’t be overheard by more than a few people. Then she whispered, “She seems to have run away.”“Run away?” Daphne seemed confused at the very possibility.“This girl was coming to find me,” Brigit explained. “Apparently .Toshia climbed out a window some time before Don arrived.”Don smiled broadly. I should have realized Toshia wouldn’t need to be rescued.Daphne saw his smile and said, “There is reason for concern. Your friend is no fighter and there is some danger in the woods.”“What kind of danger?” Nicole asked.Daphne didn’t answer immediately, but said to Brigit, “Get everyone who isn’t injured organized into search parties.” Then, once Brigit had nodded and turned away, Daphne said to Don and the others, “There is a dangerous creature that lives in the forest. We call it the Bull.”Chapter 13The Bull: Toshia has charms to soothe the savage beast.Toshia had almost no experience with large animals. She hadn’t grown up on a farm or anything. All she could think was that she shouldn’t make any aggressive or fast moves. She was glad she didn’t have a red cape or anything, but then realized that she didn’t even know if that made any sense. Maybe bulls just had poor vision so bullfighters used the bright color to draw their attention. Of course, it was likely that none of this really mattered, since, clearly, this was no ordinary bull.Sure, it had the head of a dark brown bull, with large, dangerous looking horns. Its big dark eyes were watching Toshia carefully. It had a thick bovine neck, covered with proper bull fur… or was it hair on cows? At the shoulders though, everything changed. From there on down, well, until the thighs, the Bull had the body of a big, muscular man, also dark brown, though hairier than she had ever seen a black man’s body. His thighs started out human, but transitioned strangely into the legs of a sturdy bull, complete with hooves. How he managed to balance effectively on those feet was a puzzle she set aside for the moment.Toshia held still as the Bull, or, more properly, the Minotaur, took a few steps toward her, moving further into the sunlit clearing. Toshia was not surprised to see that it had a large cock between its legs. She guessed that the Minotaur was two meters tall at the shoulder, but couldn’t work out exactly how tall it was altogether, counting the head and horns, particularly since the broad neck bent forward. It had very broad shoulders and superb musculature to support that heavy cranium and those big horns.It looked at her carefully, perhaps wondering why she didn’t run off. Toshia was wondering that herself. As it looked at her, its hand moved to its cock. Toshia’s eyes followed the motion, and noticed that he was getting hard looking at her naked body. She caught herself smiling at the thought, and wondered if there were any she-Minotaurs in the neighborhood. Maybe that’s why he’s got a bad reputation, she thought. She decided to try communicating with him.In her sweetest voice she said, “Have you been chasing the girls with that big cock of yours?”The Minotaur blew a little air out of its nose, as if it was laughing, and then Toshia was sure he nodded his big head a little.She decided, or decided to assume, he wasn’t going to charge her and kill her, so she stood up. She considered the creature’s now hard sex. It was as thick as the Player’s, but not quite as long. The sight of it was already making Toshia’s pussy wet.“I’m not going to run away,” she said.The Minotaur cocked his head to the side, as if he was trying to work out what Toshia was up to.Moving slowly and carefully, Toshia stepped across the little stream and approached the big male, who towered over her. She found herself unmistakably aroused at the Minotaur’s undeniably masculine physique and generous equipment. After her time with the satyrs she was well past thinking of these human-animal hybrids from classical mythology as being too alien for sexual congress. In spite of Nina’s concerns he didn’t seem in the slightest bit like a predator in any meaningful sense. He looked down at her with those deep brown eyes, and Toshia tried to imagine what he was thinking. If he’s like everything else around here, she thought, the XYZ has him completely horny.“What about it, big fella,” she said in her soft voice, “have all the girls been too afraid of you to help you out with that?”The Minotaur snorted what she took to be affirmation.Toshia reached out and ran her hand lightly over his chest. The hair was surprisingly soft, and his muscles were hard under his flesh. She moved her hand up to caress the sinews of his big neck, then down along his firm bicep. When she reached his big hand, she lifted it, a little surprised at how heavy it was. Toshia brought it up to her face and brushed her cheek against the furry back of the hand, and then placed it on naked breast. The Minotaur breathed in and began to caress her with a surprisingly gentle touch. Toshia had been a bit worried that he would be too rough and strong for her, but he seemed quite capable of controlling himself, at least for now.As her body quickened under the bull-man’s touch, Toshia reached out and up to trace her fingertips over the end of his large prick. Due to his greater height, the base was as high as her upper belly, and the length put the head about level with her collarbone. She bent her head down and kissed the tip of it. She reached up with her other hand and began to move both hands up and down his length. She couldn’t get her fingers around it entirely, but she did her best. In any case, she loved having the hard shaft of flesh in her grasp. Toshia began to kiss the head repeatedly, and then opened her mouth wide to get it past her lips. She bobbed her head a bit on him, enjoying having the meaty organ filling her mouth. Given her new-found mission to see how much she could do with her body, Toshia was quite determined to get this beautiful thing inside her. Her hands moved down to caress his big, full balls as she ran her tongue over his cockhead’s slit. She found some salty-sweet precum there and smiled happily up at those big brown eyes.“It sure is big,” she said, “and so hard. Do you want to fuck me with it?”The nod was unmistakable this time.Toshia laughed and said, “Good, but you have to promise to be gentle with me. You can do that, can’t you?”He nodded again.“OK, but how are we going to do this?” Toshia looked around the clearing. There was a low rise that looked like it might be of use, but Toshia thought the best option was probably the simplest. She looked around for something she could stand on. She saw a good sized rock near the stream and said, “Can you pick that up and put it over there near that tree?”The Minotaur snorted, almost derisively, and quickly moved over and picked up the big rock as if it was a big bag of groceries. He took it over to where Toshia stood pointing.“Put it right here,” she said. When it was in place, she stood on it, facing the tree. She was about a foot higher now. Toshia leaned forward, bracing her hands on the sturdy tree trunk. The rock was big enough that she could spread her feet out on it some, which she then did.Toshia looked over her shoulder and said, “How’s that?”As if he couldn’t believe his luck, the Minotaur carefully reached out to touch Toshia’s naked butt. When she didn’t scream or run away, he moved in closer, and she felt his thick cock against the crack between her cheeks.Toshia pushed back against him, looked over her shoulder and said, “Well, don’t keep a girl waiting, big fella.”There was another low bovine snort, and then she felt him pushing himself down between her legs. He must be bending his knees to get the angle right, she thought, and then the big, fat head was pressed against her eager and very wet lips. Then he was pushing into her, and she felt like it was too much for her to take, but only for a moment. Then all Toshia could think was how good it felt to have her pussy filled with that thick cock! She pushed back against him, making the Minotaur completely fill her.“God, that’s good!” she exclaimed.His big, broad hands grasped her around the waist, almost closing around her, and he began to work in and out of her.“Yes, that feels so good!” Toshia almost yelled. “Fuck me!”The Minotaur was soon grunting as his massive phallus plundered Toshia’s tight, wet pussy. She felt his hot breath on the top of her head. For a moment Toshia imagined the scene as if someone else were seeing it – her tiny body being fucked by this huge thing with a bull’s head. She would have reached down to play with her clit, but she needed to keep both hands on the tree to keep her balance. She wished there were someone there to see this preposterous and incredibly hot scene.“Now that looks like fun!” said a familiar voice from off to Toshia’s left.Toshia looked and was completely surprised to see Amy standing in the clearing watching her and the Bull. She was wearing a cute khaki explorer’s outfit, with a buttoned short sleeve shirt and cargo shorts. She was even wearing hiking boots. There were a lot of things crowding around in Toshia’s mind, none of which were adequate to the occasion of Amy’s sudden appearance. At the forefront, though, was Oh good! He didn’t get scared off. He’s still fucking me. So, Toshia decided to go with that thought and respond directly to what Amy had said.“Oh yeah, it is!” she grinned. “Are you just going to stand there and watch?”“That doesn’t sound like me, does it?” Amy laughed and quickly began to shed her clothes.Toshia turned her attention back to the vigorous fucking she was getting, and pushed herself back on the Minotaur’s stiff prick. She found herself eager to feel him filling her with his cum. Then she felt Amy’s hands on her body. The sexy blonde had stripped and was now between Toshia and the tree trunk, kissing Toshia’s breasts. Amy’s fingers moved down along Toshia’s belly, dancing lightly over the pink and red scrapes from Toshia’s descent from the trees, and quickly began to play with her clit. In mere moments, Toshia was coming, crying out and shaking as waves of ecstasy washed over her. As she came, she continued to push back against the Minotaur’s hard body. Then, when she was coming down, she felt that beautiful cock inside her swelling even more and then it was pumping hot, sweet cum up inside her.“Oh god, yes, yes,” Toshia moaned and then began to come again. She sagged between Amy and her Minotaur lover, tears running down her cheeks and a happy grin plastered on her face.“Wow,” Amy breathed as she hugged Toshia’s naked and sweaty body to her full breast. “Can I have a turn?”Toshia laughed and said, “I’m sure he’d like that.” She looked over her shoulder, saying, “How about it, big fella, do you want to fuck my pretty friend here?”The large, horned head nodded emphatically. The Minotaur immediately pulled out of Toshia with an audible sucking sound.“Hey, hey!” Toshia cried. “Take it easy there! We’re not going to run away on you, and it’s just rude to abandon a girl so abruptly.”The Minotaur made some almost articulate sounds that Toshia chose to interpret as an apology.Amy was helping Toshia keep her balance as she stepped off the fucking-stone, when Toshia saw that there was what looked like a fancy, large area rug in the clearing, with what looked like a back pack or satchel on it. She went ahead and asked, “What’s that?”“Oh, that’s the flying carpet,” Amy said. “The Wizard lent it to us so we could come rescue you.”“Um, okay. Where’s everyone else, then?”“They’re at the castle. Don’s fighting the sisters – that’s the right word, right? Don’s fighting them to make them release you,” Amy explained.Toshia laughed, “Of course he is.” She was suddenly both worried about Don’s safety and charmed by his foolhardy attempt to be the dashing hero. A number of ideas suggested themselves to her in fairly quick succession, but the one that seemed most pertinent was that there was pleasure to be attended to here in the forest. “Can you make that thing hover in place?”When Amy answered that she was pretty sure she could, Toshia gave her directions and soon the carpet was floating at just the right height and Amy was lying on her back upon it, with her butt on the edge and her legs spread.Toshia, still standing on the ground, leaned in and ran her tongue over Amy’s exposed pussy.“Mmm, delicious,” Toshia pronounced, “and already very wet. Want me to go down on you, or have our friend fuck you?”“Oh, can’t I have both?” Amy asked. She was already running her hands over her tits, squeezing and pulling at her hard nipples.“Can you wait, boy?” Toshia asked over her shoulder with a smile. She took the Minotaur’s snort as a “yes” and promptly bent back down to run her tongue up between Amy’s moist lips, scooping up the sweet nectar with the end of her tongue.“Oh, that feels so good,” Amy murmured.Toshia lapped her tongue over Amy’s clit, making the woman shudder and whimper. Toshia began to lick at Amy’s clit while moving her hand up so that she could push two, then three fingers up inside her pussy. Knowing that the Minotaur’s cock was easily as big around as her hand when it was squeezed together, Toshia decided Amy could do with the full treatment. Toshia kept licking Amy’s clit as she worked her fourth finger into her wet and grasping pussy. Amy gasped and shuddered, but relaxed her vagina to accept the extra intrusion, and even pushed back, encouraging Toshia.The floating carpet held its position well, Toshia thought, as she fucked her four fingers in and out of Amy’s cunt. Licking steadily at the clit in front of her, Toshia withdrew her fingers, clustered them together with her thumb and proceeded to push into Amy’s pussy until her entire hand was inside the beautiful woman, who was now writhing on the carpet, clutching her breasts and moaning aloud. Toshia kept pumping her hand in and out of Amy, whose juices were flowing freely, running slowly down Toshia’s arm. All the while, Toshia continued licking and now sucking at Amy’s clit. Toshia now realized that she wanted to be fisted by Amy, Shelonda or Nicole in the very near future – maybe they could take turns! Then, Amy was coming, loud, long and hard. Toshia held her hand still, deep inside Amy’s clenching vagina, and sucked on her clit as Amy enthusiastically and vocally rode out her intense orgasm.When Amy collapsed back down on the carpet – her full breasts rising and falling as she caught her breath – Toshia slowly withdrew her sopping, slippery hand, turned to the Minotaur, and said, “She’s all yours, big fella.”The Minotaur, whose erection had never done more than slightly subside, moved forward quickly to take Toshia’s place between Amy’s thighs. Amy smiled up at him as he pushed the big, fat head of his phallus slowly into her waiting pussy.“Oh, yes!” Amy said with a grin. “That feels great! Fuck me with that big cock!”The Minotaur didn’t hesitate, and proceeded to push the rest of his massive organ into Amy’s willing pussy. The carpet didn’t budge as he began to fuck steadily in and out of her. Amy encouraged the Minotaur with a steady stream of happy grunts and moans.Toshia clambered up on the carpet, got on her hands and knees and gave Amy a long, deep kiss, sharing the sweet taste of pussy. Toshia loved the sight of Amy’s nice round tits jiggling back and forth as she was fucked steadily. She moved to get her mouth on one of those luscious boobs, but Amy stopped her, saying, “Sit on my face, Toshia. I want to lick you.”More than happy to oblige, Toshia quickly straddled Amy’s head, facing the Minotaur so she could watch him fucking Amy. She lowered herself down until she felt Amy’s mouth and tongue on her pussy and clit. Amy proceeded to lick the Minotaur’s cum out of Toshia, while her chin pressed against Toshia’s clit. Wriggling a little in delight, Toshia noticed that the Minotaur’s horns were just over her head, and just the right distance apart… She reached up and took hold of them, using them to hold herself in place over Amy’s mouth. In this way the three of them formed a triangle, connected at Amy’s mouth and Toshia’s pussy, Toshia’s hands and the Minotaur’s horns, and the Minotaur’s huge cock and Amy’s pussy. Like this they swayed and worked together, each of them getting closer and closer to orgasmic release.Toshia found the sight of that enormous cock sliding in and out of Amy to be incredibly erotic, in part because she was having a hard time with the fact that her own tiny little body had taken that thing in so wonderfully well. She swayed there, between Amy’s talented tongue and the Minotaur’s horns, watching Amy’s beautiful pale and perfectly curved body getting plundered by this mythical beast with its dark, monstrous cock, and remembered that that same thing had just a short while ago had fucked her as vigorous and filled her with its thick, sweet cum, which Amy now had so eagerly licked and sucked out of her.“Oh, fuck!” Toshia sighed. Then she cried out as she came again, pushing down on Amy’s mouth as the explosion of delight swept over her in intense, fiery waves. She held on to the bull’s horns as she shook and shuddered.Then Amy and the Minotaur were coming, moaning and grunting loudly in the clearing. Toshia managed to get off Amy’s face without taking her eyes off the image of the two bodies coupling in passionate carnal union. As Amy shuddered through the tail end of her orgasm, she moaned, “Oh, that was wonderful!”Toshia smiled down at her friend, and leaned down to give her a long kiss, enjoying the taste of herself on Amy’s mouth. After a moment, Amy sighed and Toshia looked down to see that the Minotaur had pulled out of Amy’s pussy. There was a long rope of white cum hanging between the head of his cock and Amy.“Yum!” Toshia exclaimed and quickly crawled to the edge of the carpet. She caught hold of the Minotaur’s hip and urged him closer. When he obliged, she sucked the head of his cock half-way into her mouth, simultaneously getting a mouthful of delicious cum and getting her face covered with the stuff. After sucking down several good swallows of jizz from the Minotaur’s cock, Toshia lowered her mouth to Amy’s messy cunt and began to suck and lick up every bit of Minotaur cum she could find. Amy happily encouraged Toshia, even to the point of gently rolling the both of them over into a 69, with Amy on top, so every drop of the mingled Minotaur’s juice and her own would run down into Toshia’s mouth and onto her face. Of course, Amy also took the opportunity to go back to licking Toshia, this time directly concentrating on her clit.While they were engaged with each other like this, they were very close to hanging off the edge of the floating carpet. The Minotaur, who apparently felt left out, took advantage of this situation and came back over to press the head of his big, brown cock between Amy’s legs, between Amy’s pussy and Toshia’s mouth. With a little help from Toshia and the Minotaur, Amy adjusted her hips so he could enter her again, while Toshia could continue licking Amy’s clit.Toshia lay there on her back, having her pussy and clit licked by Amy, who was being fucked from behind by a big man-bull, while Toshia was herself tonguing Amy’s clit and the underside of the beast’s hard shaft. It didn’t take much of this before Amy was coming again for the third time. Toshia followed soon after, gasping and moaning underneath Amy. Then, to Toshia’s surprise, the Minotaur was coming again as well. His cock swelled in front of her eyes and she watched as he pumped cum up into Amy. Of course, there wasn’t enough room for all that cum, so it spilled out around that big cock down onto Toshia’s face and into her eager mouth.She tried to catch it all, but when he pulled out of Amy, very slowly, a flood of the sticky, delicious stuff ran out into her mouth and all over her face. Laughing, Toshia did her best to lick Amy clean, but it was no use; there was just too much, and it was all over the place.Amy moved around so that she could help Toshia out, licking and sucking up as much of the cum as she could, or helping scoop it up for Toshia to slurp down.When they were as done as they were likely to get, the two women sat up and noticed the Minotaur was standing by, watching them. His cock was now, finally, deflated.“I like your friend,” Amy grinned. “Can we keep him?”“He certainly does have some good qualities, doesn’t he?” Toshia smiled. Then, as she hopped off the carpet, she asked the Minotaur, “Do you have something like a club? You know, a big stick you could use to knock things around.”He looked back at her in apparent confusion, so she looked around for a moment, found a good sized stick and showed him what she had in mind. He seemed to understand and headed off into the forest.“We better get cleaned up before he comes back with another hard-on,” Toshia laughed.As she dropped off the carpet, Amy said, “Oh, that reminds me, I have your clothes with me.”“Clothes,” Toshia said as she stepped into the cold water of the stream, “I remember those.”While they washed the sweat and cum off, Amy said, “I was supposed to just fly around the area out of sight for a while, and then go back to see if the others needed help, but then I saw you and your friend.”“Well, we better go see if we can help them out,” Toshia smiled. “Those women are bad asses and probably have Don tied up and whipped or something already.”By the time they had pulled their clothes on over their damp bodies, the Minotaur had returned, carrying what looked like the trunk of a small tree.“Can we leave that carpet here?” Toshia asked.

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I denne Filmfrelst-episoden presenterer vi et nytt kapittel i serien Fysisk format, der vi spretter av plasten rundt Criterions imponerende Agnès Varda-boks, og fokuserer på de to filmene Varda laget i samarbeid med multikunstneren og stilikonet Jane Birkin: portrettdokumentaren Jane B. par Agnès V. (1988) og fiksjonen Kung-fu master! (1988). Under etiketten Fysisk format setter vi fokus på utgivelser av film på fysisk format, og diskuterer kulturen rundt de mange håndfaste objektene som så lenge har vært et av filmformidlingens viktigste redskap. Criterion-boksen rommer hele filmografien til Varda, pluss en bok med fotografier og essays, samt store mengder ekstramateriale i form av dokumentarer, bakomfilmer, ikke anvendt filmmateriale, ufullførte prosjekter, osv. Ettersom panelet fra før av er godt kjent med Vardas filmografi og besitter flere tidligere utgivelser, har Criterions boks blitt stående uåpnet frem til vi nå fant en anledning til å lage en episode om diptyken Varda lagde sammen med Jane Birkin, som nylig gikk bort (vår nekrolog). Jane B. par Agnès V. er en eksperimentell portrettdokumentar, der Birkin forblir et enigma; hun prøver ut ulike sider av personligheten sin ved å innta roller i små fiksjoner innad i dokumentaren, som alle er mesterlig iscenesatt av Varda. Underveis i denne prosessen forteller Birkin at hun er svanger med et filmprosjekt, som hun ønsker at Varda skal realisere, om en kvinne på hennes alder som forelsker seg i en fjorten år gammel gutt. Dette resulterer i Kung-fu master!, som går i opptak før dokumentaren ferdigstilles. Foruten Birkin selv, spilles hovedrollene her av hennes datter Charlotte Gainsbourg (kjent fra Lars von Triers filmer) og Vardas (og Jacques Demys) sønn Mathieu Demy. Kung-fu master! utspiller seg hovedsakelig i og rundt Birkin/Gainsbourg-familiens hjem, og Birkin er «seg selv» på en måte som gjør filmen til et slags «selvbiografisk utkast», akkurat som de små fiksjonene i Jane B. par Agnès V. – bare at denne er mye tettere på livet. Som tidligere i denne serien, sneier vi innom mange anekdoter og sklir ut i digresjoner underveis, slik det gjerne blir når nerder møtes. Ved mikrofonene sitter Karsten Meinich og Lars Ole Kristiansen. God lytting!

Daniel Karim engages in a captivating conversation with Jan Strandberg on Episode 41 of The Psychology Podcast. Join them as they delve into the transformative world of blockchain, M&A, DeFi, and crypto, exploring the innovative potential that lies within these industries. Jan Strandberg is a dynamic entrepreneur, marketer, and growth hacker with over 10 years of experience in the blockchain, M&A, DeFi, and crypto sectors. As the former Chief Growth Officer at Paxful, he played a pivotal role in building a leading P2P crypto marketplace with a customer base of over 4.5 million and weekly revenues surpassing $44 million. Now, as the CEO of Acquire.Fi, Jan leads the charge in revolutionizing the M&A industry, leveraging Web3 and blockchain technology to bridge the gap between traditional and crypto investors. Discover how Jan is bringing the benefits of decentralization to the forefront of M&A processes and reshaping the future of this field. Daniel Karim engages in a stimulating dialogue with Jan Strandberg on The Psychology Podcast. Don't miss out on this opportunity to delve into the future of technology and its impact on psychology. // SUPPORT THIS CHANNEL // Become A Student Of Daniel's Behaviour University: https://www.behaviour-university.com/ Listen To More Episodes: https://www.behaviour-university.com/podcast Apply For A Coaching Spot: hello@danielkarim.com // COURSES // Become a visionary with the future blueprint: https://www.behaviour-university.com/authoring/the-future-blueprint Let go of your past and become your own psychoanalyst with The Autobiography Program: https://www.behaviour-university.com/authoring/the-autobiography Learn how to become a cognitive Kung Fu Master with The Home Therapist: https://www.behaviour-university.com/authoring/home-therapist-the-anti-anxiety-program Discover more about how you can improve your character with "Life Scan Program": https://www.behaviour-university.com/authoring/life-scan-vices Unlock your potential with the "The Career Therapist": https://www.behaviour-university.com/authoring/tailor-made-career // Free Access To 300 Therapy Tools // https://www.behaviour-university.com/all-access/14-days // LINKS // Visit Daniel Karim's website: Danielkarim.com Explore upcoming events: https://behaviour-university.com Read insightful blog posts: https://danielkarim.com // SOCIAL // Follow Daniel Karim on Twitter: https://twitter.com/thedanielkarim Connect on Instagram: https://instagram.com/thedanielkarim Like on Facebook: https://facebook.com/thedanielkarim Join the Telegram channel: https://t.me/thedanielkarim Find all social media links here: behaviour-university.comteacherdanielkarim

Nima King overcame incredible adversity to become one of the most globally sought after Wing Chun teachers. Nima is the founder of Mindful Wing Chun. He trained with Chu Shong Tin (CST) for 9 years before he passed away in 2014. CST was the third student of Ip Man. Ip Man was the teacher of Bruce Lee.Simply mention 'TPCommunity' and get 10% off across all their online and Hong Kong school services.

Nima King overcame incredible adversity to become one of the most globally sought after Wing Chun teachers. Nima is the founder of Mindful Wing Chun. He trained with Chu Shong Tin (CST) for 9 years before he passed away in 2014. CST was the third student of Ip Man. Ip Man was the teacher of Bruce Lee.Simply mention 'TPCommunity' and get 10% off across all their online and Hong Kong school services.

Welcome back to another episode of the Gung-Fu Super Bros. The Bros. reunited in person this week to talk about The Mandalorian Season 3 finale, Ted Lasso, and the Super Mario Bros. movie. Enrique opens his Birthday gifts, and the Bros. eat a 40-year-old piece of bubble gum. Finally, the Bros. talk about their favorite cereal and foods they like and dislike, and Enrique tries to guess Baseball trivia. Donnie Yen stars as a Kung Fu Master who has to work with the Police to track down a mysterious Kung Fu Killer. After the Killer attacks his wife, Yen confronts the evil master in an explosive finale. Did the Super Bros. enjoy this movie? Will it make the Top 10 list? How many many times will Enrique exclaim that Donnie Yen is a cutie? Still not a subscriber? Why not? We'll give you a sparrow pin if you do. Want more Super Bros?  www.linktr.ee/gungfusuperbros Our Socials:  www.twitter.com/gungfusuperbros www.instagram.com/gungfusuperbrospod www.instagram.com/malofilms Please leave us a voicemail at www.gungfusuperbros.com or on our Google Voice number 661-401-5941 to be part of our show. Remember to rate, review, or leave a comment on Apple Podcasts and Spotify or wherever you listen to podcasts. Like, Comment, Subscribe, and ring the Bell Icon for notifications. New episodes on most Mondays. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/gungfusuperbros/message

McGeezer's Kung Fu Master sequel is worth the hype!

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Karen was born in 1966 to a Greek mother and a Chinese father. Her parents parted company and karen and her siblings went with their mother who eventually left them to fend for themselves. Karen was eventually re-united with her father who took custody and karen moved to Cheltenham where she was educated and brought.Karen's father was a Kung Fu Master, restauranteur and above all a loving father, who guided his children to working hard and and having high values.Karen became Miss Cathay Pacific in 1984 and she won £5k and two first class seats to Hong Kong. 10 years later Karen had fallen out of love with her job and was successful in her application to Essex Police. Having joined she undertook a number of roles including CID and Firearms. At the conclusion of her Police career Karen continued her journey by opening Aspects Of Beauty in Colchester . Karen is an entrepreneur and an avid listener of The Diary of a CEOSit back and listen to this enchanting story of life where hard work and fearless determination get you to the place you want to be. Facebook Aspects of Beauty Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

The nerds continue on with their Agnes Varda Month as they look at one of her collaborations with Jane Birkin, Kung Fu Master! Support us on Patreon for tiers as low as a dollar: https://www.patreon.com/thenerdcorps Visit our website for reviews: https://www.thenerdcorps.com Follow us on Twitch: https://twitch.tv/thenerdcorps Subscribe to us on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/c/TheNerdCorps Follow us on Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/thenerdcorps_ Follow us on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/thenerdcorps Follow us on Letterboxd: https://letterboxd.com/thenerdcorps/ Follow our designer Alex Almeida: https://www.twitter.com/Zans_Zone Theme music by https://moamanofaction.bandcamp.com/album/fall-sampler https://www.twitter.com/circuitbird --- Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/thenerdcorps/support

On this episode: Aaron interrogates Nate. Nate sings a very heartfelt song. The guys talk to guest Andrew Bauman, speaker, therapist, writer, and author. “The owning of your *ssholeness doesn't lead to toxic shame. It leads to humility not humiliation.” How to define narcissism. Addressing couples work AFTER a lengthy period of sobriety. Andrew J. Bauman Book: How Not to Be an *ss: Essays on Becoming a Good & Safe Man Film: A Brave Lament Christian Counseling Center for Sexual Health and Trauma   If you have thoughts or questions that you'd like the guys to address in upcoming episodes or suggestions for future guests, please drop a note to piratemonkpodcast@gmail.com.   The music on this podcast is contributed by members of the Samson Society. For more information on this ministry, please visit samsonsociety.com.  Support for the women in our lives who have been impacted by our choices is available at sarahsociety.com. The Pirate Monk Podcast is provided by Samson Society, a ministry of Samson House, a 501(c)3 nonprofit. To enjoy future Pirate Monk podcasts, please consider a contribution to Samson House.

Paulie Zink began studying yoga and martial arts as a teenager. While he was in college, he met a gung-fu master from Hong Kong named Cho Chat Ling.  Master Cho taught him  the Taoist arts of yoga and Chi Kung as a foundation for his martial arts training. Master Cho taught Paulie three distinct Kung-fu styles collectively called Tai Shing Pek Kwar ( Monkey kung fu).For seven years Paulie Zink continued his daily intensive level of study with his master while he simultaneously developed his own art of Yin yoga. After ten years Master Cho declared Paulie to be his own master and his training ended. Paulie is the only westerner to be traditionally trained in the  art of Tai Shing Pek Kwar in a direct Chinese lineage from the arts' originators.Paulie entered in the solo “Empty Hands” and “Weapons” divisions of approximately one hundred martial arts tournaments from local to regional to national levels. He won the Grand Championship in all of them, often in both divisions. Master Zink's tournament career culminated with him winning the Grand Championship at the Long Beach International Karate Championships three consecutive years. Master Zink has been inducted into three Martial Arts Halls of Fame. Master Zink has co-authored two books on Monkey Kung-fu.As the founder of Yin yoga, he continues to evolve his Taoist art by adding postures, variations, and insights. Through many years of study, practice, and teaching he has developed the ancient Taoist tradition into his own distinctive and dynamic style.In this episode we discussHis early training with Master ChoDeveloping and teaching Yin YogaHis philosophy of movement and teachingStudying animal movement as a form of trainingAnd much moreTo connect with me please visit http://somaticprimer.com.To find out more about Paulie please visit https://www.pauliezink.com. Paulie's live competition where he preforms the money gong fu form. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aOvw1y26yFchttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R2NCQJqDJuI&list=PL4fGB-EUUulGArDXktmZXXtzi8fd0UJIj&index=3

Hello, everyone, and welcome to our third installment of our interview with Ralph Hanel, Kung Fu Master, former Stasi prisoner and amazing storyteller. I am so glad you have enjoyed the first two installments, and Ralph and I sat down for a third interview to talk about the objects he has collected in recent years that remind him of his survival story. Today, Ralph tells us about his Stasi handcuffs, his GDR kung fu certificate, how special PanAm is in his life and about other objects that we really started called his "Corner GDR Museum." This was a really special experience for me, and Ralph has started posting pictures of these objects in the Facebook group. You will really enjoy this episode.   Ralph, we're so grateful to you for telling your stories. You MUST listen to Ian Sanders' three part interview of Ralph before listening to these. They will absolutely set the context for these episodes, and are MUST LISTENS.  Episode 1 - Ralph – DJing and Kung Fu in East Germany Episode 2 - Ralph – Arrested and interrogated by the Stasi Episode 3 - Ralph – A prisoner in an East German jail Read Ralph's short stories using this link Our ability to bring you stories from behind the Berlin Wall is dependent on monthly donors like you. Visit us at  https://www.eastgermanypodcast.com/p/support-the-podcast/ to contribute. For the price of a Berliner Pilsner, you can feel good you are contributing to preserve one of the most important pieces of Cold War history. If you feel more comfortable leaving us a review to help us get more listeners, we appreciate it very much and encourage you to do so wherever you get your podcasts or at https://www.eastgermanypodcast.com/reviews/new/. For discussions about podcast episodes and GDR history, please do join our Facebook discussion group. Just search Radio GDR in Facebook. Vielen dank for being a listener!

Welcome to another incredible episode of Radio GDR. Judging by your extremely positive reaction, you thoroughly enjoyed part 1 of our three part interview with Ralph Hanel, Kung Fu Master, former stasi prisoner and an incredible survivor. Now it's time for part 2 - listen how Ralph confronts his past when he discovers how his ex-girlfriend oddly "borrowed" a baby in his name after they broke up, what stasi handcuffs did to his wrists when he was in prison, and how he became an actor and even played a role as an East German general. We even hear about the book of poison - you'll have to listen to the episode to find out about that interesting nugget. Ralph's story of survival inspires me, and I hope it does the same with you. You MUST listen to Ian Sanders' three part interview of Ralph before listening to these. They will absolutely set the context for these episodes, and are MUST LISTENS.  Episode 1 - Ralph – DJing and Kung Fu in East Germany Episode 2 - Ralph – Arrested and interrogated by the Stasi Episode 3 - Ralph – A prisoner in an East German jail Read Ralph's short stories using this link Our ability to bring you stories from behind the Berlin Wall is dependent on monthly donors like you. Visit us at  https://www.eastgermanypodcast.com/p/support-the-podcast/ to contribute. For the price of a Berliner Pilsner, you can feel good you are contributing to preserve one of the most important pieces of Cold War history. If you feel more comfortable leaving us a review to help us get more listeners, we appreciate it very much and encourage you to do so wherever you get your podcasts or at https://www.eastgermanypodcast.com/reviews/new/. For discussions about podcast episodes and GDR history, please do join our Facebook discussion group. Just search Radio GDR in Facebook. Vielen dank for being a listener!

Lost in Eros, Book II: The Forest – Part 11Amazons Defeated by Kung Fu Master, disguised as a sexy witch.By BradentonLarry - Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Shelonda & Don defeated the Amazon tribal sisters, and gained the release of Toshia.“I don't like this plan, Don,” Nicole had said. “I don't want to see any more killing.”“Neither do I,” Don replied. “We're going to do everything we can to avoid seriously hurting anyone. How much first aid do they teach pre-med students?”The answer had been not much, but Nicole had been a girl scout and knew some rudiments. So, she was assigned the role of medic for the rescue mission.“There it is!” Don said, pointing ahead to where he could just see the old ruined castle poking up out of the forest. “Let's find someplace to land not too far from it.”In another minute, responding to Amy's mental commands, the carpet settled down in a small clearing just a short, wooded distance from the castle's gate. Don, Shelonda and Nicole disembarked – Nicole quite eagerly – and Amy had the carpet carry her back up into the sky. Amy had her instructions. She hadn't liked the thought of being left out of the main action, but had eventually accepted Don's reasoning. At the very least, if Don's plan didn't work, they wouldn't all be captured.With Don taking the lead, the three on the ground set off through the forest toward the castle of the Sisterhood. It was only a short walk before they came to another, much larger, clearing in front of the gate of the castle. The gate itself was very old, mostly of wood and actually in surprisingly good condition. It had two valves, and the one on the right was standing open. Two women were there, apparently on guard, though they had placed their spears against the wall and were practicing what looked like crude judo take-downs. Don and the others got half way across the clearing to them before either of them noticed.“Hey! Who the hell are you?” said one, a tall woman with short, jet-black hair. To her credit, her partner, a shorter blonde with longer hair, immediately went to grab both spears and took the opportunity to give a high-pitched whistle through the open gate.“I'm Don, and this is my student Shelonda and our medical assistant Nicole,” Don said amiably as he continued to approach the castle.“Medical assistant?” the guard asked as her companion brought her spear.“To help if anyone gets injured.”“OK, that's far enough,” the guard said as she leveled her spear at Don's chest, “or you're going to get injured permanently.”Don frowned a little at that. He actually suspected that the XYZ would help his, or anyone's, body repair any injury short of death, but he didn't bother to explain this to the dark-haired woman. Instead he said, “We're here to collect our friend, who we believe has been a guest of the Sisterhood for the last few days.”“Oh you are, are you?” said a voice from above the gate.Don looked up to see a beautiful woman with long black hair spilling over her shoulders and her armor standing on the battlements over the gate. She certainly seemed to have the regal bearing that would go along with leading the Sisterhood. He decided at that moment that this woman would respond better to a particular approach – one of individual dominance.“I am,” Don nodded. “She became separated from us, and has been here. I would be grateful if you returned her.”“And if I don't?” asked the woman, confirming Don's guess as to her role in the Sisterhood.“Then I'll have to make you,” Don smiled.The woman laughed derisively, and then said, “Kill him, and take the women.”Without hesitation, the two guards drew back to thrust at Don with their spears. Before they could attack though, his staff came up and spun around in a clean arc through the place where the black-haired one's head had been, carrying her down into a crumpled heap on the ground where she lay unconscious. Immediately, Don reversed the momentum of his staff, batting the blonde's spear aside, and then brought the other end of the staff around to strike the woman's knee hard enough to buckle her leg painfully in the wrong direction. She cried out in pain before Don stretched her on the ground with a blow to the head. The entire exchange had taken less than three seconds.Don held up his left hand to the half dozen warrior women who had by now come through the gate and who were ready to charge him.“We do not want to fight the Sisterhood,” he said in a loud, calm voice. “We only want our friend, Toshia, who is here in your castle. Give her to us and Nicole here will tend to these good women and we will be on our way. If you do not give her to us, though, I must challenge your leader to personal combat.”“We do not stoop to fight with men,” one of the women in front of Don sneered. She was a big redhead with a spray of freckles across her face.“That sounds like cowardice to me,” Don smiled back at her.“Take them down,” the woman on the wall ordered.At once, the six women, led by the freckled redhead, charged Don and the girls. Don's hypothesis was that the XYZ was supercharging more than just their sex drives, and that if he and Shelonda deliberately sought to direct their energies into good kung fu they would be nearly unstoppable fighting machines. Moreover, he had repeatedly noticed the flexible nature of Eros, in that what a focused mind wanted often made itself available. Don and Shelonda were now throwing themselves into the fray, letting the XYZ course through their veins and expecting the world to bend itself to their will. They leapt higher, dodged faster, and hit harder than seemed humanly possible. In addition, they had a particular advantage thanks to the Wizard; their staffs had been enchanted. Though they were still the light, flexible staffs Don and Shelonda had brought from the Manor, they were now, for all intents and purposes, unbreakable, and struck with a force much greater than normal. There were additional abilities as well, but they were trying to hold back on those, both to keep at least one of them in reserve as a surprise and because they really didn't want to severely injure anyone.It only took a minute or so before all six of the sisters were lying on the ground around Don and Shelonda, either unconscious or groaning in pain. Nicole quickly began moving about them, checking for broken bones and beginning to bandage ankles and knees.“So,” Don called to the rest of the Sisterhood, who by now were gathered outside the gate or along the walls, “you will not stoop to fight a man, but you will stoop to attacking us three to one. That's very brave. I'm quite impressed.”“I'll take you one-on-one, little man,” said a muscular woman with short brown hair. “When I'm done with you, I'll fuck your ass with that staff of yours.”“Always the ass, eh, Wanda?” said a woman from the crowd.Wanda laughed and stepped forward hefting a good sized battle axe in her strong hands.Don smiled at her, “If you're nice, maybe I'll fuck your ass with my ‘staff' before I'm done with you.”The women seemed to like this and laughed at and with Wanda. Though she didn't really seem to mind the teasing, Wanda chose this moment to charge Don. It was a clumsy attack, and Don had no trouble slipping out of the way. His staff flew around and smacked Wanda hard on the butt. He thought the force of her charge would require a few more steps before she could turn, but Wanda surprised him by spinning tightly and swinging her axe across at his mid-section. Don sprang back in time, but only just. With impressive speed, she changed the direction of the axe, swept it up and then arcing down at Don's head. Rather than dodging though, Don stepped in and threw his staff up in both hands, to catch the axe haft as it came down. Neither staff nor axe gave way, as Don expected, though Wanda was surprised that the axe hadn't continued right through the apparently more flimsy staff. Don took advantage of her surprise by kicking her very hard in the crotch. Though this didn't have exactly the same effect it might have on a male, it still hurt, and Wanda winced and pulled back. Don pressed the attack, spinning his staff in a withering barrage of strikes aimed at Wanda's head. While she was able to successfully block each strike, Don was able to throw her off balance enough that he was able to slip in close and punch her sharply in the gut. With a loud “Oof!” Wanda doubled over, leaving herself open to a decisive rap on the skull that laid her out on the ground.There was a small burst of applause, abruptly cut off, as Don turned to look over the gathered sisters with a cheerful yet derisive smile. He was less astounded by his speed and strength than he was by his endurance; he was barely breathing hard. “Anyone else want to do your leader's fighting for her?”“You're pretty good with that stick,” said a beautiful, tall blonde wearing her hair in braids, as she stepped forward. She was wearing a blue sleeveless tunic hanging down almost to her knees and cinched at the waist, leather wrist bands and sandals laced up the length of her calves. She had all the beauty of Nordic women and a muscular build that indicated both strength and speed. She also seemed to be smiling at Don with genuine good nature. She asked, “Can you measure up without a weapon?”Don nodded and said, “Let's find out.” He tossed his staff to Shelonda and bowed to the blonde, adding, “I'm Don.”“Brigit,” she nodded.Don was acutely aware of the fact that he had just given any attentive spectators a good demonstration of his basic fighting style. This gave Brigit a possible advantage. She certainly had the fire of intelligence burning in her eyes, so Don assumed she had an actual advantage. As a result of these thoughts he did not rush in to attack her, though a fast step in and side-kick was usually a good move in this kind of situation. He relaxed his shoulders, slowed his breathing, and waited for Brigit to make the first move.Brigit eyed Don calmly as she began to circle him. He noted that she had her hands raised and open, suggesting that she might be a grappler. Though she was ordinarily someone he might enjoy grappling, Don had little taste for wrestling as a form of combat. He was out-massed by the big woman; speed, agility and determination were his assets, two-thirds of which would be sacrificed in a clinch.He turned as she moved, eventually turning his back on the bulk of the Sisterhood. Don actually thought they were too caught up in the fun of watching the fight to actually interfere, and he was sure Shelonda would alert him if someone made an unsporting move. Rather than attack him, the sisters were taunting both Brigit and him, telling them to get on with it.Finally, Brigit did just that, taking a few quick steps in Don's direction, but he only danced back laughing. She came in again, this time faster and swinging her right fist in a roundhouse. Don had bounced back, though, and to his left. Before she could readjust, he landed two quick blows on her right side. It felt like he'd punched a wall.Brigit rounded on him, but he had already skipped back out of the way. Her smile suggested that his punches hadn't made much of an impression. Don didn't mind that; he was still sizing her up.She came in fast again, but Don could tell she was a bit hesitant; expecting him to evade her she was holding back. Don responded by closing the distance between them. He blocked the blow she aimed at the left side of his head with his forearm and simultaneously punched straight ahead at her nose. There was a satisfying crunching sound as his fist connected. Don didn't leave his fist out there long, but snapped it back in time to block the punch she threw at the right side of his head. If he'd been slower, Brigit's right-left combination would certainly have knocked him senseless; the woman was certainly powerful. He brought his knee up and quickly snapped his heel into Brigit's gut, pushing the two of them apart again.Brigit's nose was bleeding profusely, and she wasn't smiling any more. Don had to admit that this bout wasn't turning out as playfully as he'd hoped. He thought he'd give the sister a moment to wipe some of the blood off her face, but she came at him again. This time, she tried to close faster and punch straight at him. Don dropped low, under her reach and hit her in the side again, this time much harder. They passed each other and turned, but Brigit took the opportunity to swing her fist back-handed at Don's head. He only pulled back far enough to take the blow on his cheek. The force of the impact knocked him to the side a bit and he tasted his own blood.Brigit came at him quickly, and Don had to backpedal and block furiously to avoid getting seriously hurt. Finally he was able to strike upward with the heel of his hand at Brigit's chin. Her head snapped back and she stumbled backward. Don sprang forward, taking two steps and then was high in the air, his foot snapped around with blinding speed and Brigit's head twisted to the side. Don and Brigit landed on the ground at the same time, he lightly on his feet and she heavily on her back. As the crowd of women cheered in spite of themselves, Don knelt quickly to make sure that Brigit was still breathing. Nicole hurried up to check as well.Before they could say a word to each other, Brigit opened her eyes and said, “Damn! That was fast.”Don smiled down at her, touched his cheek which was already red and starting to swell, and said, “It was an honor, ma'am.”“Next time, I'm going to kick your ass, you know.”“I'll look forward to it,” he grinned.“Enough!” a familiar voice barked over the hubbub at the gate.Don looked up to see that the beautiful sister who had been talking to him from the wall had come down to the gate. Since she was smart enough to lead this group of strong-willed women, Don figured she must realize her predicament. If she had the other women attack Don she would appear weak, even if they succeeded in defeating Shelonda and him, which some of them must now be thinking was no sure thing. If she handed over Toshia she would appear weak. If she just shut the gates on them and let them go away she would appear weak. In fact, if she did anything other than fight him she would appear weak and her authority would be undermined. Bullies were so easy to manipulate, Don thought. Of course, she must now see that there was a very good chance that she would be beaten by Don, which would be no less a disaster, at least from her perspective.She came out in front of the small crowd of women, wearing a metallic breast plate that still managed to show off some cleavage, a skirt of chainmail, metal greaves and bracers. Her midriff was impractically bare, though Don certainly didn't mind that. Her jet black hair had now been pulled back into a long ponytail. Don thought she was staggeringly beautiful, and the haughty attitude only made her more appealing for some reason. In her hand was a gleaming long sword in particularly good condition.“You fight well for a man,” she sneered.Don, who had stood up, bowed a little in acknowledgement.“I give you the opportunity to go in peace.”“We will gladly do so if you return our friend to us,” Don answered.“We will not give you what is rightfully ours.”“Rightfully yours?” Nicole interjected indignantly.“Hush,” Don said quietly. Then, back to the leader of the Sisterhood, “We will not leave without her.”“Very well,” she nodded. “I will make you submit to me, or you will die.”“Or you will submit to me,” Don smiled easily.“I do not submit to men,” she spat.“Not to men, perhaps, but you will to me.”She scowled at him angrily, obviously unused to such impertinence. Finally she said, “I will not fight you here; the ground is littered with your sparring partners. Come inside and fight me in our courtyard. No one but me will harm you.”Don nodded his acceptance, and turned to take his staff back from Shelonda, who took the opportunity to say, “I don't know, Don, she looks mean.”“Yeah, she does, doesn't she?” he grinned.As the three of them approached the gate the sisters made way for them, and Nicole said, “Just remember, I don't have any bandages big enough for sword wounds.”They were led to an open area inside the castle where the sisters obviously worked out and practiced with their weapons. Some of the sisters and some smaller, obviously less assertive women quickly dragged various bags and targets out of the way, clearing the space for the impending duel. The other sisters climbed up on ledges and walls around the courtyard to make sure they had a good view. Don noticed that Brigit and Wanda were able to come in and take their places on a crumbled section of wall. There were a number of doorways leading into the courtyard, and, opposite the point where they'd entered, a set of broad stone stairs led to another open area, where a bunch of chairs were arranged.As soon as everything had been cleared from the area sufficiently, the leader of the sisters took her place near the center of the courtyard, and said, “If you need a sword, Brigit can lend you hers.”“No, that's alright; I wouldn't want to take a chance on cutting that beautiful body of yours,” Don smiled easily, as if he was flirting with someone at the local coffee shop.“I assure you I have no such reservations about cutting yours.”“I think that's a lie… What's your name, by the way?” Don began to slowly walk toward her across the open ground, his staff in his right hand.“Daphne,” she snapped. “What do you mean 'you think that's a lie'?”“Well, you might just be mistaken, but I'm pretty sure you don't really want to hurt me.”“Oh,” she laughed, “you're quite wrong.”Don shook his head a little, and said, “No, I don't think I am. I think you're starting to think it would be nice if I beat you and carried you off somewhere and ravished you.”“How dare you!”“I'll bet it's been a very long time since you were well and properly ravished.”“What in the world makes you think I'd have the slightest interest in being ravished by anyone like you?”“The fact that you've let me get this close to you,” Don smiled. He was only a foot away from her. Close enough to see her blue eyes quite clearly enough to read the surprise and then anger in them.“You bastard!” she hissed and leapt back, simultaneously bringing her sword up and around in a blinding arc.Don laughed as he skipped back, temporarily out of range. Daphne followed though, spinning her sword in a furiously fast series of arcs in front of her.“That's fancy,” Don nodded, “but I can do it too.” He began to spin his staff in a figure-eight motion covering his front and sides.Snarling, Daphne leapt in and swung, counting on her steel blade to cut or bash its way through Don's screen. Instead the sword glanced off, and Don effortlessly reversed the staff's direction to hit Daphne's exposed side. As before, the staff's enchantments imparted greater force than the momentum Don provided would indicate. Cursing under her breath, Daphne snapped her blade around in an arc aimed directly at Don's head. Twisting quickly, Don brought his much lighter weapon up in time to block the strike, catching the blade in the middle of the staff between Don's hands.There was the briefest pause when it was clear to Daphne that her sword should have broken the staff. Don smiled and said, “Yeah, that's not going to happen, my dear.”“Is your head unbreakable?” she asked, and then quickly snapped her blade around, over her head, to slash at Don from the opposite side. Don blocked this easily, though the edge of her sword was only inches from his scalp. Apparently unconcerned, Don let Daphne wear herself out with a series of strong, fast cuts that he blocked almost casually.When it seemed that she might be slowing down, but before she could change her tactics on her own, Don changed his. He dropped low, into a proper low stance, letting her sword whistle by high over his head, and drove the end of his staff hard into Daphne's belly. He followed this by sweeping the staff at her shapely legs. He managed to catch one and threw it out from under her. Off balance from this double assault, Daphne stumbled backward. Don pursued her, pressing his advantage. It was Daphne's turn to retreat and parry. Three times Don managed to hit her, once more in the gut, once hard across the arm, leaving a bright red mark, and once a glancing blow to the head, which left a slight gash and a smear of blood.This last hit seemed to irritate Daphne more than the others and she launched into another enthusiastic offensive, which was actually rather successful. She managed to leave a shallow cut along Don's left shoulder and actually achieved a solid hit on Don's right shin, which would have crippled him if he hadn't been wearing his shin guards, fresh from the Wizard's wardrobe. Pausing slightly in surprise or anger, Daphne let Don get close enough that he struck out with the heel of his hand, hitting her hard in the center of her chest just above her chest plate where it showed off her cleavage. Daphne gasped and stumbled back again, this time backing up until she tripped a bit on the steps at her back.To her credit, Daphne recovered quickly, stepped up on the stairs, and had her sword at the ready in the second it took Don to launch his next offensive. He drove her up the stairs until she was on the level with the chairs. He heard the sisters clamoring behind him to keep the fight in view. There was a brief exchange during which the tip of Daphne's sword scratched over the surface of Don's chest armor, Don's staff cracked Daphne's right thigh hard enough to make her cry out and then to favor that leg, and a sword blow which was deflected by Don's bracer scored a bloody wound on the back of his left forearm. Don seemed not to notice the two wounds he had sustained, and continued to drive Daphne back toward the chairs behind her. When she came up against one she had to devote a minute bit of attention to keeping her balance and maneuvering around these obstacles, and this minor distraction provided Don with the chance to strike her right wrist hard enough to make her drop her sword. As the blade clattered to the stone floor, Don dropped his staff, and closed in.Kicking the chair behind her away, Daphne was just barely able to twist aside to avoid the kick Don aimed at her midsection. She got her hands and guard up fast enough to deflect the series of blows he aimed at her head, and then gave him a fast jab which connected with his brow just above his left eye. Moving in, pushing her back further, Don ignored the blood that ran down past his eye, and threw a furious combination of punches and knee strikes at Daphne.Then, suddenly, Daphne was falling backward into a big hole in the floor that Don had only barely noticed. A bit surprised, he still managed to catch her right wrist, but, rather than allowing him to catch her fall, this only meant that he was pulled down with her.Together they landed on what seemed to be a very large, thick mattress. Don landed on top of Daphne, though he was able to brace himself on impact so that he didn't crush her too much. There was a moment when he was able to take in the surroundings – there were bars around the mattress, surprised, naked men looking in at them from the other side, a battered old mirror, and apparently freshly laundered red sheets – before Daphne began to struggle to push him off her. Don was done playing with her, though.He caught her beautiful throat in his left hand and squeezed just a little. Looking down into her livid face, he smiled and said, “Now, that's enough. I won and you know it.”Daphne spat at him, and he tightened his grip a bit. Don shoved his leg between hers and used his position and leverage to push her strong thighs apart. Reaching down with his right hand, he pushed his palm up along the inside of her leg, under her chainmail skirt. Sure enough, when he got there, he found her already very wet.Don chuckled a little and a drop of blood from his forehead dripped onto her cheek. As he stroked her moist lips, she continued to struggle but not very convincingly – at least not to Don or to her. He smiled and asked, “Still going to say you're not interested?”“I goddamn hate you!” she insisted. Then Don pushed his fingers up inside her and she groaned a little in the bottom of her throat.“I don't think that's the same thing,” Don smirked as he began to work his fingers in and out of her, cupping his hand over her sex, palm rubbing against her clit. He was aware that the men were watching them and that the sisters had gathered around the opening through which Don and Daphne had fallen. What they saw was a combination of Don pinning Daphne to the mattress while he roughly handled her and Daphne sort of struggling while clearly responding to his touch on her.“You've fucking ruined everything, you bastard,” she breathed through clenched teeth.“Do you want me to stop?”“Would you stop if I said yes?” she scowled.“No.”Daphne closed her eyes again and let a tremor of pleasure pass over her. So quietly that only Don could hear her, she said, “Good.”Don pushed his thigh up between her legs, taking the place of his hand against her crotch. As he fumbled at his pants to push them and his cup down to free his already half hard cock, Don leaned down and kissed Daphne. Shocked, she first let him kiss her, then she began to respond, and then she remembered herself and bit at his lip, drawing a bit more blood. Don just laughed and shoved her back into the mattress with the hand around her throat. He knew full well that he wasn't exerting anywhere near enough force to actually hold her down if she really wanted to get out from under him.Then, using his legs and his right hand, Don shoved Daphne's legs apart and settled between them. He shoved her metal skirt up, took his now very hard cock in hand and pushed it down between her legs. Don felt her warm, wet lips embracing his head and then he pushed himself slowly into her. As he filled her tight pussy, he leaned down and said, “You're mine now, Daphne.”“I still hate you,” she growled even as she was reaching down to grab his ass and pull him into her.“Say it,” he said.“I'm yours now,” she breathed, “you bastard.”Laughing, Don shoved in the rest of the way, feeling his head hitting her cervix. He rocked there for a moment inside her and pressed against her, before pulling almost all the way out and then driving in again. After several such long, deep thrusts, he felt her hand slipping around his neck and then holding the back of his head. Daphne pulled him down to her and kissed him, not grudgingly but passionately, hungrily. They were kissing and biting at each other as his cock slipped in and out of her fiery pussy. Don maintained this steady, slow, deep fucking until he felt Daphne clenching and squeezing on him, gasping around his tongue and lips as she came long and hard.Don pulled back a bit, looking down at her and asked, “Who else has ever beaten you?”“No one,” she answered proudly.Don began to fuck in and out of her again, and said, “So there's no reason you should ever bow down to anyone but me, is there?”She smiled up at him, and for the first time the smile seemed completely without malice, “No, there certainly isn't.”“I'm glad we had this little chat,” he chuckled and began to pump in and out of her with increased vigor. Daphne wrapped her long, strong legs around him and pulled him in closer. Don commenced fucking her hard and fast. He had promised her ravishment and that's what he was delivering. Claiming her body as the rightful prize in their fight, Don took her as his own, pushing himself into her with all the energy he had used to best her in combat. Daphne now gave no appearance of anything but enthusiastic participation. No one watching could have any doubt that she was enjoying every moment of the fucking Don was giving her. When she cried out with her second orgasm, Don felt his own spilling over. He thrust deep into her and filled her with his cum, shuddering and trembling as he spewed his seed deep inside her, claiming her in as intimate a way as he could think of.When Don finally stopped coming, and had caught his breath, he began to look around a bit for the first time since he had begun taking Daphne. Before he could get a good look, though, she pulled his head down and gave him a brief, passionate kiss. When he pulled back to smile down at her, she whispered, “Thank you.”“My pleasure,” Don smiled warmly at her. For a fleeting moment, he thought it would be fun to stay here with this Amazon queen and rule this little corner of the forest. Then he remembered what he could never fully forget – the need to find Toshia. Withdrawing from Daphne's warm, wet embrace, Don sat back on his haunches. A burst of applause from the men on the other side of the bars around them surprised him. His first instinct was to grin and bow, but he recalled the dynamic he had no interest in undermining and scowled at the men imperiously, and said in a commanding voice, “Don't think any of you have earned the right to disrespect this woman, your mistress.”The applause died off immediately.To be continued.By BradentonLarry for Literotica

Hello, everyone, and welcome to another episode of Radio GDR. This is your host Steve Minegar, and the next three episodes will truly be a humbling and eye opening experience for all of us. On the Cold War Conversations podcast, our good friend Ian Sanders interviewed Ralph Hänel, Kung Fu Master, actor and just plain wonderful guy, about the lengths he went to learn martial arts behind the Iron Curtain in East Germany. In an attempt to leave for the west, Ralph was arrested and spent several years in a Stasi prison in Cottbus known as the “red misery.” Ralph relays this incredible story over three episodes on Cold War Conversations, which I highly recommend you listen to before consuming this series of episodes - see the links below. Ralph is an amazing storyteller and approached me to relay even more of his tragic but triumphant tale. Inspired by objects he has collected that have reminded him of moments in his life, Ralph tells us in this first episode about his father's possible involvement in the Stasi, the lawyer he may have arranged for his son to get out of prison, and the psychological torture the Stasi inflicted on him and his mother. Just wait until you hear about how Ralph got his Kung Fu certificate into East Germany, the messages he snuck into a hole in his tooth and his Stasi handcuffs (I won't give too many spoilers away). Ralph, we appreciate these stories very much. You MUST listen to Ian Sanders' three part interview of Ralph before listening to these. They will absolutely set the context for these episodes, and are MUST LISTENS.  Episode 1 - Ralph – DJing and Kung Fu in East Germany Episode 2 - Ralph – Arrested and interrogated by the Stasi Episode 3 - Ralph – A prisoner in an East German jail Read Ralph's short stories using this link Our ability to bring you stories from behind the Berlin Wall is dependent on monthly donors like you. Visit us at  https://www.eastgermanypodcast.com/p/support-the-podcast/ to contribute. For the price of a Berliner Pilsner, you can feel good you are contributing to preserve one of the most important pieces of Cold War history. If you feel more comfortable leaving us a review to help us get more listeners, we appreciate it very much and encourage you to do so wherever you get your podcasts or at https://www.eastgermanypodcast.com/reviews/new/. For discussions about podcast episodes and GDR history, please do join our Facebook discussion group. Just search Radio GDR in Facebook. Vielen dank for being a listener!

Loren Johnson - Master of Oriental MedicineSenior Universal Tao Yoga InstructorThai Massage TeacherLoren's awakening began in 1998 with Kundalini Tantra. Taoist Yoga, Tai Chi, Chi Kung, Inner Alchemy Energy Meditation and Sexual Kung Fu cultivation began shortly after while training with and ultimately becoming certified as a senior instructor under the most famous Taoist in the world, Grand Master Mantak Chia. During various trips to Thailand Loren became trained as a Mindfulness Based Meditation teacher and learned Thai Yoga Medical Massage Bodywork. Loren has been vegan and a teacher of the vegan lifestyle since summer of 1998 specializing in raw, living and consciously cooked plant based foods.​Loren earned a masters degree in Oriental Medicine to practice acupuncture in 2016.www.rawtantra.com / taoyogi.com Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Best-Selling Author, Kung Fu Master, Pan-American Champion, former member of the military, former corporate drone, and former factory worker, Jeremy Roadruck has been through many seasons and adventures in his life. Today, he's a speaker, author, teacher, and consultant to men who lead businesses, helping them win in business, with their wives and kids.In this episode we talk about:-Increasing awareness increases choices-Feminine and Masculine Energy - Abundance Mindset -What do you want and how to go after what you want and break the BS (belief systems) Contact Jeremy here: http://www.jeremyroadruck.comSupport the show

Thanks for listening. Peeti V kicks off the show followed by DJ/Producer and Kung-Fu Master, LAIDBACK LUKE. Hour 2 starts with DJ/Producer RON REESER. Closing the show JOJO LOPEZ. Enjoy the show and let us know what you think. Leave a comment.   *All Music Provided by all Major Labels *No Copyright Issues   Subscribe to the GHR Podcast: itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/ghett…adio/id435480382   Website: www.weareghr.com Facebook: www.facebook.com/ghettohouseradio Twitter: www.twitter.com/ghettohouse Instagram: www.instagram.com/ghettohouseradio

Coming this week on the History of the Papacy!You can learn more about the History of Papacy and subscribe at all these great places:http://atozhistorypage.com/https://www.historyofthepapacypodcast.comemail: steve@atozhistorypage.comhttps://www.patreon.com/historyofthepapacyBeyond the Big Screen:Beyondthebigscreen.comThe History of the Papacy on YouTube:https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC6DO2leym3kizBHW0ZWl-nAGet Your History of the Papacy Podcast Products Here: https://www.atozhistorypage.com/productsHelp out the show by ordering these books from Amazon!https://amzn.com/w/1MUPNYEU65NTFMusic Provided by:"Danse Macabre" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)"Virtutes Instrumenti" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)"Virtutes Vocis" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)"Funeral March for Brass" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)"String Impromptu Number 1" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)Agnus Dei X - Bitter Suite Kevin MacLeaod (incomptech.com)Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 Licensehttp://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0/Image Credits:By Ariely - Own work, CC BY 3.0, ttps://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=4533576By Pam Brophy, CC BY-SA 2.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=9124089•Welcome back to the History of the Papacy and Church. Here is a little taste of what is coming up soon on the history of the papacy podcast. If you like what you hear, I'd love it if you would leave a rating and review on Apple podcasts or your pod catcher of choice. If you want to support the podcast even more, consider becoming a patron on patreon dot com forward slash history of the papacy. There are many levels and benefits to you and you help keep the history of the papacy going! You can learn more about all of this at history of the papacy podcast dot com. With that, here is another piece in the mosaic of the popes of Rome and Christian church and I will definitely talk more with you soon!

Master Iain Armstrong is a two time world Kung Fu champion. He is a director at the world's first Kung Fu retreat, based in northern Thailand. AJ first came to Iain's retreat as a way of dealing with combat stress. After finding the course so helpful, he joined the instructor team and created 'Project Hammer' to raise money for veterans. Read 'Eating Smoke: One Man's Descent into Crystal Meth Psychosis in Hong Kong's Triad Heartland.' Paperback UK: https://amzn.to/2YoeaPx Paperback US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/0993543944 Support the podcast at: https://www.patreon.com/christhrall (£2 per month plus perks) https://www.gofundme.com/f/support-our-veterans-to-tell-their-story https://paypal.me/TeamThrall Sign up for my NON-SPAM newsletter and FREE books: https://christhrall.com/mailing-list/ Social media Links: https://facebook.com/christhrall https://twitter.com/christhrall https://instagram.com/chris.thrall https://linkedin.com/in/christhrall https://youtube.com/christhrall https://discord.gg/yqvHRUN https://christhrall.com 

Recorded February 12, 2022 This week Nate and Ryan look for a touch of levity in everything. Nate begins by talking about his software and the bug (or feature) that he found and fixed. Nate then talked about how he “pulled a Ryan” with health anxiety, and how he fell back in love with the Amazing Race. Ryan, stuck in a loop of looping games talked about loops and a looping narrative in the game he was playing, Returnal. Shifting their attention, they address times in their lives that they dealt with sharp objects in one way or another. Following all this, they turned their attention to the main media, Kung Fu Hustle, and talked about loony tunes combat, koto killers, and asked themselves does the plot really need to matter? Connect with us Become a member: myhilltodieon.com/members Reddit: r/MyHillToDieOn Twitter: @MyHillToDieOn Email: myhilltodieon@gmail.com The Amazing Race Official site Season 10 Season 33 Returnal Official Site Amazon.com Amazon.co.jp Taste of Japan Mitsuya Fruit Punch KitKat Melon Pick 2: Sharp Object Stories Nate: Getting Cut With a Papercutter Ryan: Blade Collection Nate: Hay Baler Ryan: Stripping Wire Kung Fu Hustle IMDb Amazon.com Amazon.co.jp Theme by Michael AD https://soundcloud.com/michael-ad/the-deep-end used with permission

 Download the episode here!Welcome to Heroes Three! This week we take a look at Bruce Lee's influence on interactive media. Bruce Lee in video Games!Find us online - https://linktr.ee/Heroes3PodcastCheck out some H3 art and merch! - https://www.teepublic.com/user/kf_carlitoBruce Lee in Video Games, the Blogpost! Part 1 - The 80'sSince video games are such a visual medium we wanted to put together a visual companion to go along with this episode. Bruce Lee in video games goes pretty far back and even today we are seeing not only characters influenced by him but also official collaborations like in the 6 million+ player base battle royale game Naraka: Bladepoint.Let's take you through an overview of Bruce Lee in interactive media, starting in the early 1980's.1984 - Bruce Lee - Datasoft - Amstrad CPC, Apple II, Atari 8-bit, BBC Micro, C64, IBM PC, MSX, PC-88, ZX SpectrumIn this screen to screen platformer you control Bruce Lee as he explores a "wizard's tower, seeking to claim infinite wealth and the secret to immortality". Crude as it may be, I can see how someone who grew up with this game could hold some fondness for it. So many modern indie games share elements of exploration similar to this. Bruce Lee C64 Longplay by DerSchmu1984 - Yie Ar Kung-Fu - Konami - Arcade, MSX, Famicom/NES, ZX Spectrum, C64, Amstrad CPC, BBC Micro, Acorn ElectronOne, two, kung-fu! This proto-fighting game from Konami puts you in the role of Oolong, a kung-fu master, fighting his way through opponents to win the title of "Grand Master". In home ports of the game, the main character's name is Lee. The final enemy you face is named "Blues", possibly a mistranslation, deliberate or accidental, of Bruce.MSX box art for Yie Ar Kung-Fu IIThe Famicom artwork is also pretty fun!1984 - Kung-Fu Master - Irem(Arcade) Nintendo (Famicom/NES)An interesting case with some fun facts for martial arts cinema fans and video game fans alike. Kung-Fu Master was developed by Irem and designed by Takashi Nishiyama, creator of Moon Patrol, and later Street Fighter for Capcom, and Fatal Fury for SNK."Stop eating and use both hands." Thus, the Hadouken was born.Kung-Fu Master was conceptually based on Bruce Lee's Game of Death. Similar to the film, you would travel up levels of a tower, facing different enemies along the way. On release the game was based on one of our favorites here at Heroes Three, 1984's Wheels on Meals aka Spartan X in Japan, starring the trio, Jackie, Sammo, and Yuen Biao.You play as Thomas, making your way through a selection of enemies to save Sylvia at the top of the tower. Outside of the names there really isn't a resemblance to the food service Spanish mayhem in Wheels on Meals. The NES version was ported by Nintendo themselves and I feel that it's probably the more iconic of the many versions available. Koji Kondo, legendary composer of Super Mario and Zelda among others, handled the music for this version.1987 - China Warrior - Hudson - TurboGrafx-16/PC-EngineChina Warrior, known in Japan as The Kung Fu follows in the footsteps of Kung-Fu, but supersizes everything. The sprites are BIG, and the environments are more varied, but in the end I feel that it loses something compared to good ol' Thomas and his power walking. Some nice tunes tho, and you get a Jackie analogue and a Beggar So in the mix.1987/88 - Double Dragon - Technos JapanAlthough visually I'd say that Double Dragon is more along the lines of Fist of the North Star, it is spiritually directly inspired by Bruce Lee, and more specifically Enter the Dragon. The leads, Jimmy and Billy Lee, are named after Bruce. Not only that, members of the Black Warriors gang are also named after characters from the film. Roper, Williams, even Abobo is in reference to Bolo Yeung!Straight from the source, Double Dragon graphic designer Koji Ogata.Later on in the series some games would fall under the supervision of game planner and self professed Bruce Lee fan, Muneki Ebinuma. He injected an extra amount of Bruce Lee flavor into his games.1989 - Bruce Lee Lives - The Software Toolworks - MS-DOSThis unfortunately titled PC game puts you in the shoes of the man himself. Another single player fighting game, you are defending the Hong Kong Palace from Master Po and his thugs. This game apparently has a vicious AI that adjusts to your gameplay. When you die you get treated to a rather tasteless newspaper headline.This takes us to the end of the 80's, and we're a bit long here so I'll end this post on that high note, haha.Next blog post I will share some of my favorite fighting game tributes to Bruce Lee as we step into the 90's and beyond. Our podcast episode covers everything so if you'd like to be spoiled please enjoy it! Thank you for reading and see you again soon.

I am a Kung Fu Master!

In this episode Matt speaks with Gay Olympian, Kung Fu Master, QTBIPOC Counselor and Shaman Devante Love. They talk about how to heal and discover your most authentic self through connecting with the body. Here are the questions explored in this episode: ►What does authenticity mean to you? ►What does embodiment mean to you? ►What is the connection between the body, our thoughts, our emotions? ►Why is it important for gay men in the 21st century especially to engage in embodiment practices? ►Forces that exist in society that have/can cause us to become disembodied: Capitalism, technology, colonialism, religion ►How do we become more embodied? ►Importance of developing a lexicon for bodily sensations Watch this ep on YouTube --- - Connect with us - Join the private Facebook community Take the "Healing Your Shame" course Instagram GayMenGoingDeeper.com Patreon -— Join the Gay Men Going Deeper Membership coaching community!

He was hustling hard but not happy. Cary Jack spent several years hustling in the way many entrepreneurs understand — 100+ hour workweeks, chasing material success, and focusing on profits. (You know, that Gary Vee type hustle.) Cary was working his tail off in New York City with his brother, who was also his business partner. They were a dynamic duo who founded a software startup and put together a seven-figure venture capital deal. Big players were ready to deliver the money that would take their business to the top.  But Cary and his brother had a “come to Jesus moment” that stopped them from signing the contract. In this episode, you will find out why Cary felt trapped and unfulfilled and why a short stint living in Thailand changed his whole approach to business — and life! Cary Jack is a lifestyle entrepreneur, author, podcast host, professional actor/model, biohacker, eco-warrior, martial artist, and humanitarian striving to positively impact this planet.  As the founder of The Happy Hustle, Cary's mission is to educate, inspire, and entertain while reminding you to enjoy the journey, not just the destination, as you Happy Hustle for a life of passion and purpose.   In this podcast, we cover:  Cary's journey from a stressed-out startup founder living in a crowded, noisy city to a happy hustler with purpose, experiencing joy and financial security in the Montana mountains.  How Cary climbed out of a pit of depression and loss What his Kung Fu Master told him as a kid explains why Cary always has multiple income streams  Cary's “10 Alignments” to a balanced, happy life Cary's “happy hustle hack” to finding the love of your life How powerful “I am mantras” work to manifest your dreams and visions Some tech tools Cary uses to help build financial abundance   What made Cary stop and say, “Whoa, I can't go through with this tech startup deal?”  Wheeling and dealing as a tech startup founder and reaching that point when the VC was ready to go, that was everything he had worked for. He thought that was the life he wanted. Cary wanted to be a tech startup founder. He and his brother busted their asses for 18 months, wearing the same fancy suit to every meeting, and when they reached that goal, Cary had a realization: “Holy crap, we can't take this money. This money comes with a five-year clause.”  Cary understood why VCs would want him to be invested and committed to the deal. Living in a “little shit-box apartment in Queens, New York,” sharing a king-sized bed with his brother, Cary realized his place was not the Big Apple. He missed the Montana mountains and the Florida beaches where he spent childhood.  This taught Cary how important your environment is to your happiness. “It's all about living that blissful balance both professionally and personally.”  Cary has a fascinating career journey that became his life journey. He started with a career and no personal life—all work and no play. Now he lives a “happy hustle” life that brings fulfillment on a spiritual level along with a daily purpose that brings him more money than he's ever made before. His time as a tech startup founder brought him to severe burnout. Today, he has found his true calling: helping purpose-driven entrepreneurs find balance in their life.  Flyfishing, soccer, and archery are three hobbies Cary is passionate about, and his blissful balanced approach to life allows him to enjoy these interests without any feelings of guilt. What interests or hobbies get you excited? Maybe it's time to find more balance in your life? If you are hustling but not feeling happy along the way, be sure to listen to Wade's conversation with Cary Jack. Wade says in this episode that no other guest has ever laid out the steps to a balanced, successful life better than Cary.     Check out this episode if your career is out of balance and you feel trapped or in a rut.  Episode Resources: CaryJack.com – discount code BIO30 for the Happy Hustle signature online course, The Journey: 10 Days to Become a Happy Hustler Cary Jack Instagram Cary Jack YouTube Channel Cary Jack LinkedIn The Happy Hustle Podcast – Apple Personal Capital  Acorns App

Guy Talk: The Fact Hunter and I had the honor of talking with Author, Kung Fu Master, and Survival expert Stefan Verstappen about current events, survival strategies, 911, and much much more. Stefan went viral with his video Defense Against the Psychopath, and is a regular guest on The Jeff Rense show, Freeman TV, and TradCatKnight. Look for Stefan's books at https://chinastrategies.com such as The Art of Urban Survival, and The Master's Guide to the Way of the Warrior.To help support the podcast & video Channels:https://www.tipeeestream.com/baal-busters/donationhttps://gofund.me/d3777983My book: https://www.amazon.com/Divided-Highway-Quest-American-Dream/dp/061587410X/

On this episode of The Grossing Movie Podcast, Sam and Nathan review the music to Jumanji: The Next Level and IP man: Kung Fu Master. Hosts: Sam and Nathan

On today's episode, Patsy the Angry Nerd and I cover the Shaw Brothers film, The Magnificent Ruffians from 1979, once again uniting all of the Venom Mob; and Ace High from 1968, the sequel to God Forgives...I don't, starring Terence Hill and Bud Spencer who reprise their roles as Cat and Hutch. In Magnificent Ruffians, a cruel Kung-Fu Master, living in the early 20th century, when Kung-Fu warriors became scarce due to modern weaponry, lures 4 Kung Fu masters to his house so that he can trick them into killing his rival, then ultimately killing them! A fast paced, fun movie! In Ace High, Cat and Hutch return and tangle with the wily Eli Wallach (The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly), who has stolen their money that they acquired in the first film, and is giving it away while on his own path of vengeance upon the men who framed him for murder 15 years prior. Patsy and I had some great belly laughs as we discussed these films, and we hope you find this episode entertaining and informative! Patsy the Angry Nerd and his podcasts can be found at throwdownthursdaypodcast.com. The East Meets the West is now a proud member of The Dorkening Podcast Network, so check out all the great shows at thedorkening.com! The East Meets the West is not only on every podcasting app including iTunes, Spotify, and Stitcher, but also can be found at these links: Website: havenpodcasts.com YouTube: youtube.com/user/uncledeath1 Join in on the discussion at our Facebook Page Email: theeastmeetsthewest42@gmail.com Enjoy! Re-Gor

For this episode of the podcast we are tackling 1984's Kung-Fu Master!

Best-Selling Author, Kung Fu Master, Pan-American Champion, former member of the military, former corporate wage slave, and former factory worker, husband and father Master Jeremy Roadruck has been through many seasons and adventures in his life. Today, he's a speaker, author, teacher, and consultant to families helping parents to teach their children to speak up and own their voice, creating their own emotional safety by improving communication, understanding and appreciation. Jeremy lived with childhood abuse on two continents, has filed for bankruptcy, had a car repossessed, gone through a breakup and had to live in his place of business because he lost where he was living, and even lived out of a tent for work. Jeremy certified in Hypnotherapy, Neuro Linguistic Programming and NeuroStrategies, and is available for 1:1 consulting, marriage and relationship support, and even helps parents better communicate with their kids. https://www.TheParentingProgram.com https://bit.ly/FreeBook_YourBestChildEver https://www.Facebook.com/JeremyR.TheKungFuGuy https://www.Youtube.com/KungFuGuyJeremy --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/theupgradedlife/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/theupgradedlife/support