You very well knew that you were in no place to ask what this 'tournament' was but it was another hurdle that you had to overcome before your face could grace the rear end of this Goddess.
"The Tournament will involve all 3 factions, whereby each faction sends one slave to partake in the very exacting challenges created for that edition. You, my slave, have the honour of representing us."
"I must tell you though, Bellona has a tradition of winning every edition of the tournament. We did however, lose once."
"The slave that lost had his testicles beat to a pulp, before he was quite unceremoniously beheaded."
"I must say though, it was quite an entertaining sight. You see, we granted him one final sexual release before his execution, on the soles of my feet. As his seed smeared all over my sensual soles amidst a jeering crowd, we strapped him up to the guillotine and made him believe that if he did a good enough job of licking up his filth, we would spare him."
"Obviously, we didn't."