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Looking over the stage was Redwing a young male gryphon in his early twenties, he was a jaguar and harpy eagle gryphon, showing the normal colouring for both except for a crimson tinge on his flight feathers tip that grow more pink the further from the edge.

On the stage was a dozen gryphons strapped down, but able to move their heads a bit as they talk with each other excitedly, though a hint of nervousness in the air, all of them setup in a full circle facing the gryphon on the other side so that they could easily see most of the other gryphons with a small move of their heads.

Redwing watches the gryphons as he waits for the signal to go on to the stage as he has a bit of a nervous energy about him, today would be the accumulation of a few years planning, the first episode and live airing of a new game show. He had worked hard to get permission and a dozen of wavers and contracts to go through, recent laws had made the show possible, but was still first of it's kind. Each of the gryphons had been hand picked and offered the opportunity to be on the show, and once accepted were sequestered to the star rooms at the studio and not allowed to see anyone but each other till now.

Each of the gryphons squirmed with nervous energy as the camera's behind them showed that each gryphon had a special area for the groin of the gryphon, the females had a dildo that was pushed into their pussies. While the males had their cocks stuffed in a tube that was tight around the base of their cocks to keep them from climaxing until it was time to let them.

Getting a thumbs up from one of the stage hands signaling that it will start in a minute Redwing straightens out his feathers and fur trying to look more presentable, but the excitement that he feels has them sticking up a little bit. As soon as he gets the final motion he moves out onto the stage and looking towards the camera he finally speaks, "Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the new game show, I hope that you will enjoy this, it's our inaugural episode and while you've probably heard a lot of rumours about this, I promise that it is far beyond anything you could have imagined."

Looking over the gryphons he smiles, "Just to explain the rules,I will ask a question, there will be three seconds for a contestant to hit their buzzer to try to answer the question, if they get it right they are given five hundred dollars, if they get it wrong they are given a door prize and five hundred for each question up to that point they get right. Then the second contestant to hit the buzzer has to try to answer the question until all that hit the buzzer fail, or one gets it right. BUT a contestant can only go three rounds without hitting the buzzer or it's a automatic door prize Do they risk answering a question they aren't sure about or hope others can answer, or do they hope that a better question comes up later and risk a question they have no hope of answering.. When we are down to one contestant they are given a final question if they answer it they get a million dollars plus any other money, if they answer incorrectly they only get half a million and the door prize" Redwing watches the reaction from the crowd and seeing their excitement at the rules.

Redwing motions to the board that shows each contestant on it with three lights below them, "When all three lights go out it means they have failed to answer three times and automatically are disqualified." he says.

"So lets begin, the first question is, and if you think you have it hit your buzzer and you will be given a chance in the order you hit the buzzer, "What are the colours of our national flag." he asks as he looks towards the gryphons, quickly five of them hit the buzzer as he chuckles, and another one did a few seconds later, but the rest seemed to either not know, or waiting on this as he walks over to the first one indicated, a female hawk gryphon and smiles, "Okay, so what is your answer?" he asks her.

Thinking for a moment the female chuckles, "That's easy they are red, Green and pink." she says.

Giving a nod, Redwing asks her, "Is that your final answer?" he asks, wondering if he might trip up a contestant already.

The female just nods, "That is my final answer Redwing." the others in the crowd calling to her to change the answer, others telling her to keep it.

After a moments pause for excitement he smiles, "That is correct, you get five hundred dollars and the first question answered."

Okay everyone the next question is, "What is the capital of our country." he says as he looks between the gryphons and two of them hit the buzzer as he walks up to the first one a bald eagle gryphon, "Okay so what is your answer?"He asks him.

The male smiles, "It is Saint Richard." he says with a confidence a look passes through the various gryphons and audience members as he looks sure.

Redwing smiles, "Are you sure about this?" he asks him curiously keeping a neutral look, though he is sporting a bit of a erection already.

The cocky male nods, "It is most definitely Saint Richards." he says.

Redwing just shakes his head, "Sorry your incorrect." turning away from the male he looks towards the next gryphon a raven one, "Can you answer the question." he says while the eagle gryphon starts to look fearful, but also his nares start to turn red at the realization of what his answer means, his arousal growing and his feathers fluffing up as he looks a bit nervous.

The raven just nods his head, "It is Saint Charleston." he says giving the eagle a smirk, oh the eagle was so cocky and close, his arousal fully hard as he gives a small couple of thrusts in anticipation of the door prize.

The eagle for his part just looks nervous, "Come on...I was close...." he says his protests in vain, though he definitely doesn't seem to be fully protesting.

Redwing just smiles, "Yes that is the correct answer, you get five hundred dollars and our eagle friend here will receive the door prize." he says. The crowd looking on in anticipation as this was hotly talked about but not it's nature known as Redwing moves to the eagle and runs a talon along the eagles back, "I hope you like your door prize, it's to die..for." he says.

The eagle for his part is looking rather nervous and scared but the camera under his tail definitely shows his arousal as he begins to hyperventilate, and slowly the sound that at first seems to be a drum can be heard, though at a quick and steady pace. A moment later a small arm comes out of the platform that he's on and takes a hold of his beak gripping it tightly and starting to pull his head back while the eagle protests, "Hey wait....I don't want to play any more." he calls.

The crowd looks on in confusion and excitement wondering whats happening as they can see the gryphon is both aroused and scared, and wondering why his head was pulled back, though it's soon answered as a second arm comes up out of the box holding a wickedly sharp blade that catches the light seeming to glow on it's own as it moves into position against the eagles throat.

The eagle pants heavily as the drum beat grows as he quickly realizes just what it is, it's his own heart beat, a signal of what is happening to him as he feels the cold press against his throat and tenses up, the tube around his shaft loosening as it lets him thrust a bit more easily while he waits for that moment, scared to move, or say anything in case he cuts himself. Though the need for that fear is moot a second later as he feels a sharp pinch against his throat that makes him jump and his cock twitch within the tube as he begins to feel something pouring down his chest, though the audience and the other gryphons can see the large spray of blood that comes out from the cut as his throat is slit open.

His breathing becomes fast and labored as he can still breath, but they won't do him any good with the blood he's losing, his hips thrust against the tube as he's both aroused and terrified, his heart racing and the sound of it over the speakers grow as he tries to move his throat, do anything to slow the blood flow, but the arm holding his beak is strong.

Redwing rather noticeably is sporting a wood at the moment from his arousal as he watches the gryphon begin to die, the blade making another cut to make sure that it got the blood vessels as it moves back into the machine, walking over he gives a light pat on the shoulder of the dying gryphon, "There you go, just let it happen, you knew this was the most likely outcome, and I'm sure that you were aroused by it or you wouldn't be here." he says as he feels the trembling of the gryphon under his talons.

The gryphon knowing that this is it begins to thrust in earnest trying to get that one last climax before it's too late, and it isn't long before the camera showing his groin area shows the very telltale signs of a climax happening as he spurts his last seed into the tube as it milks him for all that he has, his heart beat getting sporadic as it's having less and less blood to pump.

The gryphons eyes starting to close, and his squirming growing a bit as his body starts to shut down and realize that it's dying, his wings fluttering uselessly as the spurts and drips of the blood from his throat die down, his last few gasps are all that are left as he slumps against the arm, the sound of his heart beat making a few final desperate attempts to keep pumping and then quiets.

Redwing watches the dying of the gryphon, as all of the other contestants just stare at him a few moments before gulping, some aroused, some nervous, and even others scared of this, but it's obvious they all know that it will be their turn soon to risk it all as he turns towards the next gryphon, a female hipogryph a she gulps knowing that she has to get it right.