Xynthia's arena (Another Fantasy SRPF)
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A strange Warrior...
-Talon-
Description- A 2nd Generation Half-Ogre, Talons blood runs thick with that of Human, but his Father was Half-Ogre, and his mother was Human, resulting in Talons less prominent Ogre features. He stands at 6' and a half feet tall, his huge frame dwarfing that of most men. At 260 pounds of pure muscle, Talon has always been a manual laborer, helping his father work in his forge. Talon grew weary and bored of the ways of life in his village, and at 17 summers he...'ran away'. Not possesing much intelligence in the ways of Academics and Language, Talon relied on his instincts to survive, stealing from those he could, and taking any odd jobs. He became a fair swordsmen, although having no formal training. He became a well known Rouge, hiring himself out as a mercenary. He fled the town when he became hunted by Bounty Hunters, and was chased to the area of the Arena, where he was captured.
Dress and Equipment- A well made Bastard Sword, a suit of Studded Leather(tailored to fit his size), and a Large dagger at his belt.
Attitude-He pays and owes allegience to none...so what a shock it shall be when he must serve this woman...the owner of the Arena. He fears Magic, but does not panic in its presence...it merely makes him uneasy.
-Talon-
Description- A 2nd Generation Half-Ogre, Talons blood runs thick with that of Human, but his Father was Half-Ogre, and his mother was Human, resulting in Talons less prominent Ogre features. He stands at 6' and a half feet tall, his huge frame dwarfing that of most men. At 260 pounds of pure muscle, Talon has always been a manual laborer, helping his father work in his forge. Talon grew weary and bored of the ways of life in his village, and at 17 summers he...'ran away'. Not possesing much intelligence in the ways of Academics and Language, Talon relied on his instincts to survive, stealing from those he could, and taking any odd jobs. He became a fair swordsmen, although having no formal training. He became a well known Rouge, hiring himself out as a mercenary. He fled the town when he became hunted by Bounty Hunters, and was chased to the area of the Arena, where he was captured.
Dress and Equipment- A well made Bastard Sword, a suit of Studded Leather(tailored to fit his size), and a Large dagger at his belt.
Attitude-He pays and owes allegience to none...so what a shock it shall be when he must serve this woman...the owner of the Arena. He fears Magic, but does not panic in its presence...it merely makes him uneasy.
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Talsa
Talsa's eyes widened as Xynthia's flimsy garment dropped to the floor. Although it had seemed to hide little of her beauty before, it was now readily apparent it hid more than seemed capable.
Xynthia's skin was smooth and free of any imperfections, and her body was graceful to behold. Her breasts were ample, with large, suckable nipples. Talsa let out a deep intake of breath.
"Wow" she said, lost more than a little for words to express the sight that now greated her.
Xynthia laughed.
"Very well, mistress, I hope I won't disappoint you... and I hope you don't mind if I take the initiative here, and..."
Talsa's costume unravelled, baring her own naked body, though the black garb still wrapped itself round her neck, like a collar, around her hands up to her elbows, and about her waist like a tight belt. From her hands, Talsa called forth numerous writhing tentacles, which she let drop to the floor. They wound across the short space between the two women, and then up Xynthia's legs, and about her buttocks and back.
Talsa lifted her up and gently laid her on the bed, even as she crawled onto it herself.
"I wanted to get my tongue into your pussy almost from the moment I laid eyes on you" Talsa said, as she ran the self-same tongue up Xynthia's left leg, until her lips were nuzzled against Xynthia's not-so-secret spot. Talsa could smell Xynthia's sex at last, and now she wanted a taste.
"But, I don't really have to use my tongue anymore to taste you now, do I..."
The collar expanded, flowing upwards, coating Talsa's lips, rolling inside to coat her lips and tongue. Opening her mouth, a black tendril wavered outwards, shaping itself into another large, black cock, like the one Talsa had summoned from her left palm earlier.
Talsa found it somewhat strange, to see such a thing pointing out from under her nose, rather than in as she was accustomed.
The cock-tongue drew back, and then Talsa let it thrust slowly forward, pushing open Xynthia's swollen lovelips. Immediately, Talsa could taste her captor's juices, all about the false cock. This brings a whole new meaning to the words 'tongue-fuck', Talsa smiled inwardly. She let the 'cock' expand in width, making itself as tight as possible within those already slippery walls.
Her other summoned tendrils had not lain idle while she began to delve the depths of Xynthia's delicious pussy. They curled about Xynthia's breasts, and a lone tendril wrapped itself round each of her captor's nipples, beginning to tweak them, gently at first, then more vigorously. Soon, ends of those tendrils had encased Xynthia's nipples, and were creating a rythmic, sucking sensation upon them. They gently squeezed Xynthia's buttocks. They caressed her captor in every spot Talsa was aware of that was pleasurable.
"You feel so good...taste so good" Talsa moaned, surprising herself that she could still speak clearly, despite what she thought would obstruct her mouth from uttering out anything but mumbled words.
So, this was what a man's cock felt like inside a woman, Talsa thought.
Then another idea occured to her. She allowed another tendril to form from about her waist, and push a similarly-shaped tool inside her own pussy. Now, she could taste her own juices, too... feel her own pussy... feel what it felt like for a male to make love to her... the sensations were incredible...
Talsa then swiftly withdrew the black cock that she had thrust in between her own pussy lips. She did not think Xynthia would be pleased if she came first in this 'battle'...
Talsa's eyes widened as Xynthia's flimsy garment dropped to the floor. Although it had seemed to hide little of her beauty before, it was now readily apparent it hid more than seemed capable.
Xynthia's skin was smooth and free of any imperfections, and her body was graceful to behold. Her breasts were ample, with large, suckable nipples. Talsa let out a deep intake of breath.
"Wow" she said, lost more than a little for words to express the sight that now greated her.
Xynthia laughed.
"Very well, mistress, I hope I won't disappoint you... and I hope you don't mind if I take the initiative here, and..."
Talsa's costume unravelled, baring her own naked body, though the black garb still wrapped itself round her neck, like a collar, around her hands up to her elbows, and about her waist like a tight belt. From her hands, Talsa called forth numerous writhing tentacles, which she let drop to the floor. They wound across the short space between the two women, and then up Xynthia's legs, and about her buttocks and back.
Talsa lifted her up and gently laid her on the bed, even as she crawled onto it herself.
"I wanted to get my tongue into your pussy almost from the moment I laid eyes on you" Talsa said, as she ran the self-same tongue up Xynthia's left leg, until her lips were nuzzled against Xynthia's not-so-secret spot. Talsa could smell Xynthia's sex at last, and now she wanted a taste.
"But, I don't really have to use my tongue anymore to taste you now, do I..."
The collar expanded, flowing upwards, coating Talsa's lips, rolling inside to coat her lips and tongue. Opening her mouth, a black tendril wavered outwards, shaping itself into another large, black cock, like the one Talsa had summoned from her left palm earlier.
Talsa found it somewhat strange, to see such a thing pointing out from under her nose, rather than in as she was accustomed.
The cock-tongue drew back, and then Talsa let it thrust slowly forward, pushing open Xynthia's swollen lovelips. Immediately, Talsa could taste her captor's juices, all about the false cock. This brings a whole new meaning to the words 'tongue-fuck', Talsa smiled inwardly. She let the 'cock' expand in width, making itself as tight as possible within those already slippery walls.
Her other summoned tendrils had not lain idle while she began to delve the depths of Xynthia's delicious pussy. They curled about Xynthia's breasts, and a lone tendril wrapped itself round each of her captor's nipples, beginning to tweak them, gently at first, then more vigorously. Soon, ends of those tendrils had encased Xynthia's nipples, and were creating a rythmic, sucking sensation upon them. They gently squeezed Xynthia's buttocks. They caressed her captor in every spot Talsa was aware of that was pleasurable.
"You feel so good...taste so good" Talsa moaned, surprising herself that she could still speak clearly, despite what she thought would obstruct her mouth from uttering out anything but mumbled words.
So, this was what a man's cock felt like inside a woman, Talsa thought.
Then another idea occured to her. She allowed another tendril to form from about her waist, and push a similarly-shaped tool inside her own pussy. Now, she could taste her own juices, too... feel her own pussy... feel what it felt like for a male to make love to her... the sensations were incredible...
Talsa then swiftly withdrew the black cock that she had thrust in between her own pussy lips. She did not think Xynthia would be pleased if she came first in this 'battle'...
Xynthia
ooc: Kepic, where in the world do you take that imagination from?
btw, whatever happened to the Grinning Griffin thread?
ic:
Xynthia moaned with delight, as she felt the tendril caressing her every sensitive spot, felt the silk cock--or was it silk? it certainly felt real enough--inside her thrusting back and forth.
Xynthia was definitely not one for being passive, but this...it felt like nothing she had experianced before.
That did not mean Xynthia was powerless, far from that. Her wand was still in her right hand, and if Talsa tried something clever...but she would not. Xynthia could feel that the half-demoness was just as turned on as she was.
I always knew this dress was a piece of powerful magicm but this...who would have though it?
The rythm of the cock and the tendrils accelerated., touching her, caressing her body, fucking her pussy, sucking her nipples...
Xynthia moaned loudly as her orgasm came, exploding with pure joy, using her magic powers to captivate it, to stay, filling her with pleasure...then she released it, slowl, reluctantly.
A gratifying smile formed on her lips.
"You have done well, girl. Here is your reward..."
Xynthia raised her wand.
Suddenly Talsa gasped. It was like the enhanced stimulation spell that had been used on her and Jake, but far more intensive. She felt her sensitivity doubled, no trebled. Ever touch was a wave of joy...
ooc: Kepic, where in the world do you take that imagination from?
btw, whatever happened to the Grinning Griffin thread?
ic:
Xynthia moaned with delight, as she felt the tendril caressing her every sensitive spot, felt the silk cock--or was it silk? it certainly felt real enough--inside her thrusting back and forth.
Xynthia was definitely not one for being passive, but this...it felt like nothing she had experianced before.
That did not mean Xynthia was powerless, far from that. Her wand was still in her right hand, and if Talsa tried something clever...but she would not. Xynthia could feel that the half-demoness was just as turned on as she was.
I always knew this dress was a piece of powerful magicm but this...who would have though it?
The rythm of the cock and the tendrils accelerated., touching her, caressing her body, fucking her pussy, sucking her nipples...
Xynthia moaned loudly as her orgasm came, exploding with pure joy, using her magic powers to captivate it, to stay, filling her with pleasure...then she released it, slowl, reluctantly.
A gratifying smile formed on her lips.
"You have done well, girl. Here is your reward..."
Xynthia raised her wand.
Suddenly Talsa gasped. It was like the enhanced stimulation spell that had been used on her and Jake, but far more intensive. She felt her sensitivity doubled, no trebled. Ever touch was a wave of joy...
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OOC::
You both are guys right Kepic & Lightman? If I am right then I want you both to know I love reading what you are putting in your posts. You are both fantastic writers and have very active imaginations. Just wanted to say that!
You both are guys right Kepic & Lightman? If I am right then I want you both to know I love reading what you are putting in your posts. You are both fantastic writers and have very active imaginations. Just wanted to say that!
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Talsa
OOC: Yeah, I'm a guy, LadyChance. Thanks for the praise. I'm actually shocking myself more than a little with what my (overactive?) imagination seems to be coming up with, on these bulletin boards. I'm glad other people are enjoying my imagination as much as I am at the moment!
Lightman: The Grinning Griffin Thread does seem to have died down a bit now, though I suppose that's because the thread is back more to an 'adventure' at the moment. As soon as someone finds Harl, or perhaps Lissia runs into those two drakes, I'll be able to advance the 'plot' again... might have to have Jadar or one of the remaining serving wenches discover him at this rate, was hoping another female character would first, in the state he's in, to make it more interesting (
). Anyway, back to the current scene...
"Ahhhh... yes... yes" Talsa gasped out, pulling her head back from Xynthia's hips, the taste of her still acute on her 'tongue', as the wand's magic flowed across her.
She released Xynthia from her grasp, from the grasp of her tendrils, now, and led herself out on the soft sheet's of her captor's huge bed, letting her strange yet delightful garment reshape itself once more, to the form it had taken upon her after she had first donned it.
However, she did not have the black garment enter her this time, now she knew she had tamed its deliciously perverse powers.
From each of the dark metallic bands that had formed at her wrists and ankles, a tendril wound out, wrapping round each bedpost, and tightening till they were taut and Talsa was spread out across the bed, submitting totally now to Xynthia's whims.
Xynthia knelt beside her, looking Talsa up and down with a smile that suggested she was most pleased with what she was seeing, and began running the tip of her wondrous wand across Talsa's skin and the black garment, which relayed every feeling to Talsa now, intensifying further the sensations that were sweeping through her.
"Teach me" Talsa moaned out.
OOC: Yeah, I'm a guy, LadyChance. Thanks for the praise. I'm actually shocking myself more than a little with what my (overactive?) imagination seems to be coming up with, on these bulletin boards. I'm glad other people are enjoying my imagination as much as I am at the moment!
Lightman: The Grinning Griffin Thread does seem to have died down a bit now, though I suppose that's because the thread is back more to an 'adventure' at the moment. As soon as someone finds Harl, or perhaps Lissia runs into those two drakes, I'll be able to advance the 'plot' again... might have to have Jadar or one of the remaining serving wenches discover him at this rate, was hoping another female character would first, in the state he's in, to make it more interesting (
). Anyway, back to the current scene..."Ahhhh... yes... yes" Talsa gasped out, pulling her head back from Xynthia's hips, the taste of her still acute on her 'tongue', as the wand's magic flowed across her.
She released Xynthia from her grasp, from the grasp of her tendrils, now, and led herself out on the soft sheet's of her captor's huge bed, letting her strange yet delightful garment reshape itself once more, to the form it had taken upon her after she had first donned it.
However, she did not have the black garment enter her this time, now she knew she had tamed its deliciously perverse powers.
From each of the dark metallic bands that had formed at her wrists and ankles, a tendril wound out, wrapping round each bedpost, and tightening till they were taut and Talsa was spread out across the bed, submitting totally now to Xynthia's whims.
Xynthia knelt beside her, looking Talsa up and down with a smile that suggested she was most pleased with what she was seeing, and began running the tip of her wondrous wand across Talsa's skin and the black garment, which relayed every feeling to Talsa now, intensifying further the sensations that were sweeping through her.
"Teach me" Talsa moaned out.
Xynthia
ooc:Why, thank you Lady Chance. I'm glad you enjoy my writing.
Trailing her her wand across Talsa's body, Xynthia suddenly leaned forward and kissed her deeply passionately.
When she raised her head again, she wore a mischievous grin.
"You definitely can do things with that dress that I can't. But I think you should know I still have some control over it..."
Nothing actually changed, but Talsa felt she lost some of her control over the dress--the tendrils with which she had tied herself to the bed no longer obeyed her. What she had thought a good show to please her mistress had now become a real restraint.
Then the silks thinned again, revealing her whole body except her waist, her wrists and her ankles. The silk even opened between her legs, exposing her wet pussy.
"Don't be afraid" Xynthia purred. As she positionned herself between Talsa's legs and started to lick her sweet lovejuices.
Then she suddenly drove her wand into the half-demoness' pussy, savouring Talsa's moans. When it was deeply inside, she let its power flow--joy even more stronger than before, and this time comeing from the inside!
ooc:Why, thank you Lady Chance. I'm glad you enjoy my writing.
Trailing her her wand across Talsa's body, Xynthia suddenly leaned forward and kissed her deeply passionately.
When she raised her head again, she wore a mischievous grin.
"You definitely can do things with that dress that I can't. But I think you should know I still have some control over it..."
Nothing actually changed, but Talsa felt she lost some of her control over the dress--the tendrils with which she had tied herself to the bed no longer obeyed her. What she had thought a good show to please her mistress had now become a real restraint.
Then the silks thinned again, revealing her whole body except her waist, her wrists and her ankles. The silk even opened between her legs, exposing her wet pussy.
"Don't be afraid" Xynthia purred. As she positionned herself between Talsa's legs and started to lick her sweet lovejuices.
Then she suddenly drove her wand into the half-demoness' pussy, savouring Talsa's moans. When it was deeply inside, she let its power flow--joy even more stronger than before, and this time comeing from the inside!
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Talsa
Talsa almost screamed out from the intense pleasure. No, not almost. She did.
"YES - YES!"
Xynthia began to turn the wand round, in a slight stirring motion, all the while licking Talsa's lovelips or nibbling gently on her swollen bud.
It didn't take long for Talsa to reach a multiple-orgasm, from which she all but passed out. She'd never reached one so fast, so intense, before. It was absolutely amazing.
But the most amazing thing, to Talsa's mind, was that she was sure this would not be the last of such.
Xynthia removed the wand, slowly, gently, and then drove her tongue inside, hungrily lapping up Talsa's spilled juices.
Once her host seemed satisfied she had drunk every available drop, she sat up. Talsa felt the 'ropes' that bound her relaxing, which was almost a disappointment to her.
"Thank you" Talsa gasped out, as soon as she had caught her breath once again.
Talsa almost screamed out from the intense pleasure. No, not almost. She did.
"YES - YES!"
Xynthia began to turn the wand round, in a slight stirring motion, all the while licking Talsa's lovelips or nibbling gently on her swollen bud.
It didn't take long for Talsa to reach a multiple-orgasm, from which she all but passed out. She'd never reached one so fast, so intense, before. It was absolutely amazing.
But the most amazing thing, to Talsa's mind, was that she was sure this would not be the last of such.
Xynthia removed the wand, slowly, gently, and then drove her tongue inside, hungrily lapping up Talsa's spilled juices.
Once her host seemed satisfied she had drunk every available drop, she sat up. Talsa felt the 'ropes' that bound her relaxing, which was almost a disappointment to her.
"Thank you" Talsa gasped out, as soon as she had caught her breath once again.
Xynthia
Xynthia smiled and said
"I am very glad that you happened to be near my arena, Talsa. Go to your room and rest now, I want you to be fit for tomorrow."
***next day***
The first fight was to take place between Talon and Talsa. Talsa's dress caused murmurs all along the stalls, even though Talsa had not yet used any of its powers. Many also wondered why the half-demoness carried no weapon.
Talsa and Talon where led to opposite end of the arena. All the Gladiators looked expectantly at Xynthia, including Jasper and Allandria. Jake was watching from the slave area.
Xynthia waved, and Zardon raised his hand.
"Let the fight begin!"
Xynthia smiled and said
"I am very glad that you happened to be near my arena, Talsa. Go to your room and rest now, I want you to be fit for tomorrow."
***next day***
The first fight was to take place between Talon and Talsa. Talsa's dress caused murmurs all along the stalls, even though Talsa had not yet used any of its powers. Many also wondered why the half-demoness carried no weapon.
Talsa and Talon where led to opposite end of the arena. All the Gladiators looked expectantly at Xynthia, including Jasper and Allandria. Jake was watching from the slave area.
Xynthia waved, and Zardon raised his hand.
"Let the fight begin!"
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The Barbarian...
His heavy Bastard sword gleamed in the midday sun as he advanced forward towards this woman...he knew she must be a magician, or hiding her weapons very well...and he despised the users of magic. As he advanced, he lowered his blade, in a defensive position.
He broke into a charge the last 10 feet, and met her head on. His blade flashed up through the air...thick with anger.
His blade missed...but not by accident. It flashed by her left side with a 'whoosh!'. Useing the momentum of the swing, he gripped the pommel of the sword with his left hand and slammed the heavy piece of metal into her face after the blade had passed harmlessly by...
His heavy Bastard sword gleamed in the midday sun as he advanced forward towards this woman...he knew she must be a magician, or hiding her weapons very well...and he despised the users of magic. As he advanced, he lowered his blade, in a defensive position.
He broke into a charge the last 10 feet, and met her head on. His blade flashed up through the air...thick with anger.
His blade missed...but not by accident. It flashed by her left side with a 'whoosh!'. Useing the momentum of the swing, he gripped the pommel of the sword with his left hand and slammed the heavy piece of metal into her face after the blade had passed harmlessly by...
Jake:
I look on from the what they call the slave area. I had no recollection whatsoever of the events leading to this; I am even more surprised about my state of undress.
I see the beginning of another fight; the female one looked somewhat familar, I couldn't really recall. But the state of her dress had some effects on me, or more specifically my organ between my legs. I watch on silently, not knowing what could happen to me next.
I look on from the what they call the slave area. I had no recollection whatsoever of the events leading to this; I am even more surprised about my state of undress.
I see the beginning of another fight; the female one looked somewhat familar, I couldn't really recall. But the state of her dress had some effects on me, or more specifically my organ between my legs. I watch on silently, not knowing what could happen to me next.
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Talsa
The man was a brute, Talsa thought, but obviously an experienced warrior, and well-used to the heavy blade he was wielding, as he charged at her and began swinging his sword, in a manner that seemed wild yet precise at the same time.
She had let her new garb take on a simple form to begin with, covering her from the neck down in its oily-blackness, yet leaving hardly anything to the imagination - it clung to her as if it was a second skin.
He advanced upon her, his blade held defensively, obviously unsure of her abilities, though Talsa was not even completely sure of those, fully, herself yet. He broke into a sudden charge, screaming out a warcry, swinging his sword narrowly past Talsa to her left.
As the pommel of his sword struck Talsa squarely in the face, she stumbled back, feeling a moments pain from the blow - now, however, she was covered in a thick carapace-like armour, from head to toe.
She smirked under the black faceplate she now bore, which had cushioned most of the blow, as she heard the gasps from the stall's and watching slaves.
Time to teach this brute some manners, Talsa thought.
He swung round again, ready for another strike, yet Talsa was no longer unarmed. She forgoed her magics this time, intent on testing the black garb's abilities further.
A long black blade protruded from her right fist, and a whip from her other hand.
She lashed out with the whip first, ducking under his next swing, surprising him - nad herself - with her agility in the carapace-armour. The black whip struck his left leg, wrapping around it unlike any normal whip could, and she pulled her left arm back.
Talon stumbled a little, but did not fall. But he was put off balance long enough for Talsa's blade to slash him across the chest, though no wound was left by the blades passing, Talsa felt as though it had sliced through flesh well enough.
He cut down with his sword, intent on severing the tendril wrapped about his leg, but Talsa had already released its grip when the blade was half-way through its downward swing, and the tendril now snapped upwards, meeting the blade in its ferocious stroke, and wrapped about the man's weapon, as Talsa thrust out again with her sword, at groin level, towards his 'other' weapon.
"Big sword, small dick?" she said, her voice clear through her helmet. The black blade did not stab into his loins - as Talsa knew it would not do, anyway, given Xythia's magic over the arena - but she saw his face twist in obvious pain.
However, from the spectator's viewpoint, the dark blade did seem to stab into him. To Talsa, however, it felt as though she had just grasped his balls and cock, and squeezed tightly. "My apologies" she laughed, "you're pretty well equipped down there after all, aren't you?"
She squeezed tighter, the black substance now encasing his groin fully, as he struggled to free his sword from the whip.
"Want to drop that weapon and show off your other one to me, before you lose it?" she said, smiling at him from under her faceplate.
The man was a brute, Talsa thought, but obviously an experienced warrior, and well-used to the heavy blade he was wielding, as he charged at her and began swinging his sword, in a manner that seemed wild yet precise at the same time.
She had let her new garb take on a simple form to begin with, covering her from the neck down in its oily-blackness, yet leaving hardly anything to the imagination - it clung to her as if it was a second skin.
He advanced upon her, his blade held defensively, obviously unsure of her abilities, though Talsa was not even completely sure of those, fully, herself yet. He broke into a sudden charge, screaming out a warcry, swinging his sword narrowly past Talsa to her left.
As the pommel of his sword struck Talsa squarely in the face, she stumbled back, feeling a moments pain from the blow - now, however, she was covered in a thick carapace-like armour, from head to toe.
She smirked under the black faceplate she now bore, which had cushioned most of the blow, as she heard the gasps from the stall's and watching slaves.
Time to teach this brute some manners, Talsa thought.
He swung round again, ready for another strike, yet Talsa was no longer unarmed. She forgoed her magics this time, intent on testing the black garb's abilities further.
A long black blade protruded from her right fist, and a whip from her other hand.
She lashed out with the whip first, ducking under his next swing, surprising him - nad herself - with her agility in the carapace-armour. The black whip struck his left leg, wrapping around it unlike any normal whip could, and she pulled her left arm back.
Talon stumbled a little, but did not fall. But he was put off balance long enough for Talsa's blade to slash him across the chest, though no wound was left by the blades passing, Talsa felt as though it had sliced through flesh well enough.
He cut down with his sword, intent on severing the tendril wrapped about his leg, but Talsa had already released its grip when the blade was half-way through its downward swing, and the tendril now snapped upwards, meeting the blade in its ferocious stroke, and wrapped about the man's weapon, as Talsa thrust out again with her sword, at groin level, towards his 'other' weapon.
"Big sword, small dick?" she said, her voice clear through her helmet. The black blade did not stab into his loins - as Talsa knew it would not do, anyway, given Xythia's magic over the arena - but she saw his face twist in obvious pain.
However, from the spectator's viewpoint, the dark blade did seem to stab into him. To Talsa, however, it felt as though she had just grasped his balls and cock, and squeezed tightly. "My apologies" she laughed, "you're pretty well equipped down there after all, aren't you?"
She squeezed tighter, the black substance now encasing his groin fully, as he struggled to free his sword from the whip.
"Want to drop that weapon and show off your other one to me, before you lose it?" she said, smiling at him from under her faceplate.
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Not a fool...
Had it been under different circumstances, he would have dropped his sword and screwed her silly right there...but this woman was a Witch.
He simply smiled at the woman...admireing her body with his eyes as he seemed to consider her offer. But he knew his god would forever forsake him if he allowed a magician to get the better of him...
With a speed born of need and power...his left hand unsheathed his dagger and sliced the 'tendril' that gripped the leather plate covering his groin. Seeing her surprise...he knew he had only seconds to act before she would counter.
His right hand, gripping the heavy sword, yanked back on the handle, bringing the weapon backwards, as his left foot came up, meeting the woman in the stomach.
She grunted as his foot hit her unsuspecting flesh, but her armor kept her from losing her breath. But this was not Talons plan. His right hand pulled his sword taunt as he fell backwards, his foot remaining on her stomach, and the whip attatched to his held blade kept her from going anywhere but where he wanted. He let go of the sword handle in time as his right foot met her stomach as well, both feet kicking off simultainiously, launching her a good ten feet.
Talon rolled back into a crouching position and regretted only one thing...now he had only his dagger...
He watched her land with a thud, his sword burying itself a few feet away, still attached to her 'whip'.
Had it been under different circumstances, he would have dropped his sword and screwed her silly right there...but this woman was a Witch.
He simply smiled at the woman...admireing her body with his eyes as he seemed to consider her offer. But he knew his god would forever forsake him if he allowed a magician to get the better of him...
With a speed born of need and power...his left hand unsheathed his dagger and sliced the 'tendril' that gripped the leather plate covering his groin. Seeing her surprise...he knew he had only seconds to act before she would counter.
His right hand, gripping the heavy sword, yanked back on the handle, bringing the weapon backwards, as his left foot came up, meeting the woman in the stomach.
She grunted as his foot hit her unsuspecting flesh, but her armor kept her from losing her breath. But this was not Talons plan. His right hand pulled his sword taunt as he fell backwards, his foot remaining on her stomach, and the whip attatched to his held blade kept her from going anywhere but where he wanted. He let go of the sword handle in time as his right foot met her stomach as well, both feet kicking off simultainiously, launching her a good ten feet.
Talon rolled back into a crouching position and regretted only one thing...now he had only his dagger...
He watched her land with a thud, his sword burying itself a few feet away, still attached to her 'whip'.
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Talsa tumbled back, landing with a heavy thump on the arena floor, but soon kicked herself back to her feet, her severed sword-tendril quickly reforming itself.
Foolish girl, she thought to herself, don't let your lust get the better of you, or he will!
She recoiled the whip, bringing his sword to her left hand, and flung it far behind her. He held a dagger, now.
She extended another long blade from her now empty left fist, two black sword blades to his small dagger.
"Guess play time will have to wait, then" she hissed at him.
She fixed her eyes on his, as he stepped into another defensive posture.
Out of her, and his own, sight, she thrust a pair of tendrils out from her soles into the arena sand, which snaked across the short distance between them. When he began to advance, they'd snap out of the sand behind him and latch onto his ankles. If he charged, they might even trip him. And if he waited for her, she'd use them to put him off-balance.
"Come on then, you ugly brute" she hissed at him again, waving one sword to her side, the other pointed towards him.
Talsa tumbled back, landing with a heavy thump on the arena floor, but soon kicked herself back to her feet, her severed sword-tendril quickly reforming itself.
Foolish girl, she thought to herself, don't let your lust get the better of you, or he will!
She recoiled the whip, bringing his sword to her left hand, and flung it far behind her. He held a dagger, now.
She extended another long blade from her now empty left fist, two black sword blades to his small dagger.
"Guess play time will have to wait, then" she hissed at him.
She fixed her eyes on his, as he stepped into another defensive posture.
Out of her, and his own, sight, she thrust a pair of tendrils out from her soles into the arena sand, which snaked across the short distance between them. When he began to advance, they'd snap out of the sand behind him and latch onto his ankles. If he charged, they might even trip him. And if he waited for her, she'd use them to put him off-balance.
"Come on then, you ugly brute" she hissed at him again, waving one sword to her side, the other pointed towards him.
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His dagger reflected the midday sun...as he weighed his options. Charge, and face her on her own ground...Or figure something out. The latter sounded better...but he could just not stand here all day...he had to be quick. He wracked his brain as he peered at his sword, a good 10 feet behind her, the blade lodged into the sand. He considered doing some flashy acrobatics over her head to get to his sword, but his size, combined with gravity, wouldn't allow such feats.
He could throw his dagger, maybe hit her, but in the end it would do little damage and leave him only with his fists, which were weapons enough...but not against magic. His dagger wasn't much, about a foot in length, but if he could find a weakness in her armor...something. He had no plan...and he had no time. He slowly started walking towards her...
He was surprised when the tentacles grasped his ankles, and trying to step back, his heels slid in the loose sand, tripping him backwards. His dagger fell to his side and he flailed his arms out as he landed on his back with a dull thud. his hands gripped at the sand as he feel, still feebly seeking something to stop his fall even after he was on the ground. Thats it...
His brain filled with possiblities as he sat up...watching as the woman advanced, her blade pointed down at him. Now!
His brain screamed.
His hands, filled with the hot, sun baked sand moved up from his side, releasing two large handfulls of sand into her up into her face. Most of the sand missed, but a good amount found its mark on her helmet. Yet again, the helmet blocked most of the sand. But some found its way into the eye and mouth slits, the hot sand burning her lips and her eyelids, which she closed just in time to keep from being blinded. Although the sand burned slightly, the Enchantment over the place kept her from any permant damage.
He threw her off balance, and reached up to grab her sword blade. Gritting his teeth against the momentary pain, he pulled on the blade.
Had it not been attatched, he would have disarmed her, but the sword dragged her down beside him. He reached across her chest to subdue her arm, and in his haste, he grabbed one of her armored breasts. His hand wound seeped alittle of his red blood onto the armor before they magically sealed. his hand squeezed her breast, his firm hand bending the carapiece slightly, and she felt the squeeze through her armor.
One hand groping her chest, the other lifted his dagger. Up and over her squirming form, he sliced deep into the front of her 'armor'. The thick carapiece split down the middle with his quick cut, down to her navel. The hand that was groping her armored breast left to grab one sliced half of her armor, dropping his dagger the other did the same. Her legs kept down by the same tentacle holding his, he peeled back the armor, revealing her sensuous breasts and light skin. Her left hand blade sliced into his side and he growled in pain, his muscles strained as they fought the demonic force, peeling the armor back far enough to pull it down off her shoulders, down to her elbows, pinning her arms to her side. He leaned over her and licked one hard tipped breast, his hand picking up his dagger again.
His muscles ached from thier formor efforts, and it took alot to tire out the large man. His side ached fromed the blade, even though it had healed. He lifted up a heavy hand, curling it into a fist he slammed it into her exposed stomach, driving the breath from her. He lifted his dagger in his other hand to deliver a death blow...but her could not. He growled at his weak human side as he watched her breasts rise and fall. Lust got the better of him as he leaned down to suckle at her left breast...
He could throw his dagger, maybe hit her, but in the end it would do little damage and leave him only with his fists, which were weapons enough...but not against magic. His dagger wasn't much, about a foot in length, but if he could find a weakness in her armor...something. He had no plan...and he had no time. He slowly started walking towards her...
He was surprised when the tentacles grasped his ankles, and trying to step back, his heels slid in the loose sand, tripping him backwards. His dagger fell to his side and he flailed his arms out as he landed on his back with a dull thud. his hands gripped at the sand as he feel, still feebly seeking something to stop his fall even after he was on the ground. Thats it...
His brain filled with possiblities as he sat up...watching as the woman advanced, her blade pointed down at him. Now!
His brain screamed.
His hands, filled with the hot, sun baked sand moved up from his side, releasing two large handfulls of sand into her up into her face. Most of the sand missed, but a good amount found its mark on her helmet. Yet again, the helmet blocked most of the sand. But some found its way into the eye and mouth slits, the hot sand burning her lips and her eyelids, which she closed just in time to keep from being blinded. Although the sand burned slightly, the Enchantment over the place kept her from any permant damage.
He threw her off balance, and reached up to grab her sword blade. Gritting his teeth against the momentary pain, he pulled on the blade.
Had it not been attatched, he would have disarmed her, but the sword dragged her down beside him. He reached across her chest to subdue her arm, and in his haste, he grabbed one of her armored breasts. His hand wound seeped alittle of his red blood onto the armor before they magically sealed. his hand squeezed her breast, his firm hand bending the carapiece slightly, and she felt the squeeze through her armor.
One hand groping her chest, the other lifted his dagger. Up and over her squirming form, he sliced deep into the front of her 'armor'. The thick carapiece split down the middle with his quick cut, down to her navel. The hand that was groping her armored breast left to grab one sliced half of her armor, dropping his dagger the other did the same. Her legs kept down by the same tentacle holding his, he peeled back the armor, revealing her sensuous breasts and light skin. Her left hand blade sliced into his side and he growled in pain, his muscles strained as they fought the demonic force, peeling the armor back far enough to pull it down off her shoulders, down to her elbows, pinning her arms to her side. He leaned over her and licked one hard tipped breast, his hand picking up his dagger again.
His muscles ached from thier formor efforts, and it took alot to tire out the large man. His side ached fromed the blade, even though it had healed. He lifted up a heavy hand, curling it into a fist he slammed it into her exposed stomach, driving the breath from her. He lifted his dagger in his other hand to deliver a death blow...but her could not. He growled at his weak human side as he watched her breasts rise and fall. Lust got the better of him as he leaned down to suckle at her left breast...
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Suddenly on her back, a position that Talsa was quite used too, she blinked the last few stings from her eyes just as she felt his mouth closing about her left nipple, moments after a powerful blow had knocked the breath out of her.
Had he fallen to his own lusts now? She almost laughed at that thought. He held the dagger high, poised to strike her, yet his tongue was circling about her erect nipple.
Her arms were pinned to the floor, yet she needed not hands to wield her blades now. Her fists extended the blades on tendrils, whipping them round and thrusting them inwards, intent on stabbing him through either ear.
But, she, too, suddenly found herself staying her blows, as he began to suckle earnestly at her breast. Instead, she whipped one sword up and struck the dagger from his hand.
"Now you've just got one weapon left" she murmured, unleashing her grip on his ankles.
Suddenly on her back, a position that Talsa was quite used too, she blinked the last few stings from her eyes just as she felt his mouth closing about her left nipple, moments after a powerful blow had knocked the breath out of her.
Had he fallen to his own lusts now? She almost laughed at that thought. He held the dagger high, poised to strike her, yet his tongue was circling about her erect nipple.
Her arms were pinned to the floor, yet she needed not hands to wield her blades now. Her fists extended the blades on tendrils, whipping them round and thrusting them inwards, intent on stabbing him through either ear.
But, she, too, suddenly found herself staying her blows, as he began to suckle earnestly at her breast. Instead, she whipped one sword up and struck the dagger from his hand.
"Now you've just got one weapon left" she murmured, unleashing her grip on his ankles.
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His left hand left her breast and began funbling with the clasps holding his leather armor to his back, after a minute of fumbleing with his armor while trying to suck on her breast at the same time he was stripped down to his loincloth...his hand replaceing itself at her breast.
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She let another tendril form, from about her waist, which quickly sought out the weapon she wished him now to wield. She closed the tendril about his manhood, surprised a little by how much it had swollen since she had last touched him there.
This time, she didn't squeeze it tight. She caressed it, gently, teasing it to harden still further. She knew that if they continued in this, Xynthia's arena spell would alter the combat's victory condition... coming first now would mean losing the fight!
"Don't I get something to suck on?" she murmured again.
She let another tendril form, from about her waist, which quickly sought out the weapon she wished him now to wield. She closed the tendril about his manhood, surprised a little by how much it had swollen since she had last touched him there.
This time, she didn't squeeze it tight. She caressed it, gently, teasing it to harden still further. She knew that if they continued in this, Xynthia's arena spell would alter the combat's victory condition... coming first now would mean losing the fight!
"Don't I get something to suck on?" she murmured again.
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He grunted as he continued pulling down her dress, moving down her body and pulling it from her form, he tossed it aside..."No games...no tricks...just flesh on flesh."
He picked up the dagger she knocked from his hand and tossed it far from either of thier grasp. He moved down her form and parted her legs...grinning as she mumbled. "Later...its my turn first.."
He gently licked her womanhood, flicking his tounge against her clit. He pulled her legs up over his shoulders, and one hand moved down under her, grasping her ass. His other hand stretched up to massage her swollen breasts.
He picked up the dagger she knocked from his hand and tossed it far from either of thier grasp. He moved down her form and parted her legs...grinning as she mumbled. "Later...its my turn first.."
He gently licked her womanhood, flicking his tounge against her clit. He pulled her legs up over his shoulders, and one hand moved down under her, grasping her ass. His other hand stretched up to massage her swollen breasts.
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She closed her thighs about his head, wrapping her legs about his back, and began to softly chant a spell.
With his ears blocked by her inner thighs, he wouldn't be aware of her working her magic. She could already sense Xynthia's own magic flowing across them.
He was good with his tongue, Talsa had to admit. She almost stuttered a few syllables of her spell, but managed to finish it. Her black dress, which lay like a puddle of oil now, nearby, just out of her reach, flowed back to her, summoned by her spell, and began to wrap itself about her upper body again. She let it flow over her breasts and his groping hands, letting him no she was far from some defenceless peasant girl, as she prised his fingers free from her skin, and sat up, his mouth still buried between her hips, his tongue working its way inside of her.
If he keeps up like that, I might well lose, Talsa thought, struggling to hold back the sensations flowing through her.
She let his hands find purchase upon her breasts once more, sealing them against her own skin with the black garment, and sent a pair of tendrils from her fists down over his back, round his buttocks, and under his loincloth, where the tendril tips formed themselves into feminine lips and tongues. She wanted to suck on him now, taste him, for herself. Even if he wasn't willing to let her bring her own mouth to bare on his manhood, that wasn't going to stop her from doing so.
The first tendril began to suckle on his balls, the other began to lick up and down his hardened shaft... from his point of view, it would seem that two other women had joined the arena floor...
She closed her thighs about his head, wrapping her legs about his back, and began to softly chant a spell.
With his ears blocked by her inner thighs, he wouldn't be aware of her working her magic. She could already sense Xynthia's own magic flowing across them.
He was good with his tongue, Talsa had to admit. She almost stuttered a few syllables of her spell, but managed to finish it. Her black dress, which lay like a puddle of oil now, nearby, just out of her reach, flowed back to her, summoned by her spell, and began to wrap itself about her upper body again. She let it flow over her breasts and his groping hands, letting him no she was far from some defenceless peasant girl, as she prised his fingers free from her skin, and sat up, his mouth still buried between her hips, his tongue working its way inside of her.
If he keeps up like that, I might well lose, Talsa thought, struggling to hold back the sensations flowing through her.
She let his hands find purchase upon her breasts once more, sealing them against her own skin with the black garment, and sent a pair of tendrils from her fists down over his back, round his buttocks, and under his loincloth, where the tendril tips formed themselves into feminine lips and tongues. She wanted to suck on him now, taste him, for herself. Even if he wasn't willing to let her bring her own mouth to bare on his manhood, that wasn't going to stop her from doing so.
The first tendril began to suckle on his balls, the other began to lick up and down his hardened shaft... from his point of view, it would seem that two other women had joined the arena floor...
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He knew she was working magic...but he had no concern of it now. If she was to beat him...she would remember this fight.
His left hand grasped the back of her thigh, lifting it up.
He leaned up from her womanhood, her legs falling about his hips. He tore his loincloth from his form, and gripping her buttock with his hand, he pulled them apart, and pushed the head of his manhood against her exposed, puckered anus. The large member pushed through her defenses and entered her bodys tightest chamber. Her skin stretched around his thick manhood, which pushed its way into her. His hips slammed forward, shoving the large weapon deep into her bowels. his right hand pinched her nipple gently, and his left hand caressed the hair covering her womanhood.
The tenticles now both licked on his balls as he kept his member shoved deep into her, pushing a finger deep inside her womanhood.
The crowd moaned and gasps as the huge barbarian made love to the tiny magician, several men wishing they could take his place, and other women wishing they were getting skewered on his erect tool.
His left hand grasped the back of her thigh, lifting it up.
He leaned up from her womanhood, her legs falling about his hips. He tore his loincloth from his form, and gripping her buttock with his hand, he pulled them apart, and pushed the head of his manhood against her exposed, puckered anus. The large member pushed through her defenses and entered her bodys tightest chamber. Her skin stretched around his thick manhood, which pushed its way into her. His hips slammed forward, shoving the large weapon deep into her bowels. his right hand pinched her nipple gently, and his left hand caressed the hair covering her womanhood.
The tenticles now both licked on his balls as he kept his member shoved deep into her, pushing a finger deep inside her womanhood.
The crowd moaned and gasps as the huge barbarian made love to the tiny magician, several men wishing they could take his place, and other women wishing they were getting skewered on his erect tool.
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Talsa suddenly found herself filled in her rear hole, as he moved up and thrust inside of her there instead of her hungry pussy, into which he delved but a finger.
It still felt good, however, given Xynthia's pleasure-enhancing magics, despite Talsa's usual disdain for such a sexual act.
Well, if he wanted to take her like that, Talsa thought, she could give as good as she got.
She left one tentacle to continue licking and sucking at his balls, and pulled the other back, shaping it to match his own cock, and thrust it into his own ass-hole.
The look of surprise on his face at that was one Talsa knew she would remember for a long time!
Talsa suddenly found herself filled in her rear hole, as he moved up and thrust inside of her there instead of her hungry pussy, into which he delved but a finger.
It still felt good, however, given Xynthia's pleasure-enhancing magics, despite Talsa's usual disdain for such a sexual act.
Well, if he wanted to take her like that, Talsa thought, she could give as good as she got.
She left one tentacle to continue licking and sucking at his balls, and pulled the other back, shaping it to match his own cock, and thrust it into his own ass-hole.
The look of surprise on his face at that was one Talsa knew she would remember for a long time!
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