Chapter 3
The games started with a free for all that eliminated about half the fighters. Then proceeded to a tournament style. Loki watched the jotnar perform feats of strength in boredom. The battles got bloodier as the time wen ton. Helblindi several times had to step into keep the warriors from killing each other. On a normal occasion that would not have happened, but it would not do to gain a child only to loose a warrior in their prime. Finally the last competitor yielded. The winner was of a spectacular size, one of the few Loki had noticed at the beginning. He was large, but his size did not seem to encumber him. He was probably the eldest of the warriors in the competition. He cam up to greet Loki and Helblindi with a short bow. "I should have expected so, Thrym. You are without a doubt the best warrior left on Jotunheim. And I am sure your experience in the war with Asgard helped with your victory today." The king praised, "thus I judge that you have won your prize rightfully."
"Thank you, your majesty." Then Thrym turned to Loki with an extended hand. "I hope you do not mind returning to my quarters, I do not relish the thought of doing this deed in an icy prison cell or here in the open. I will be certain to return you to the care of your half brother, once we are sure a child has been caught in your womb." Loki looked on the other jotun with distaste, but he took his hand nonetheless.
Loki was lead deep underground again, but instead of the prison cell. He was lead further into the level of opulence the caverns held. The room Thrym lead him too may have been larger than the cell he was placed in, but there was not much more in the way of furnishings or any personal possessions. Loki deduced that this was likely the way of the giants or many of those personal touches were lost in the war. Having never been reclothed Loki suddenly felt more naked now than he had before when he stood before all of Jotunheim. The bed he was lead to made him feel smaller than ever compared to the jotun at his side. When Thrym laid him gently to the bed Loki asked, "Why are you being so gentle with me? I thought all on Jotunheim just wanted me to die. If you are going to rape me get it over with."
"I'd rather not have you die in the middle of copulation due to your small size. It will be hard enough on you when I take you." With that Thrym disrobed himself and climbed on top of Loki. His member had already emerged from its protective sheath. Loki stared a second at the size of Thrym's penis, then laid his head back and considered the points to the Midgardian saying of "lay back and think of England." He felt Thrym open his legs and stretch the opening therein. With a grunt Thrym slowly thrust into Loki. The initial breaching of his entrance ripped a scream from Loki. He was stretched to his limits almost immediately. He felt the tissue tearing and bleeding with every minute movement Thrym made, and nearly succumbed to the pain just before Thrym released his seed into Loki's body. He pulled out with a sigh as Loki flopped boneless onto the bed. Thrym did not seem bothered by the mess and quickly fell asleep beside Loki who slowly faded into unconsciousness from pain.