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CutePhoenix

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The rowdy cheers of the crowd filled the large colliseum as the local champion, Riseus walked into the arena, waving and smiling at his adoring fans. Though, this was no normal arena. The combatants here didn't fight to the death. The fights here weren't even fair. What happened here, was that sexy female slaves owned by the operators of the colliseum were pitted up against anyone willing to pay. Then, they scheduled a fight between the slave, who had no training, and the client, who more often than not, was a veteran fighter. When the client undoubtedly won, depending on how much he paid, he'd get to take the slave home for a period of time to do as they wished to. Though, it was quite common for the client to force themself on the slave during the battle. Nooone minded. Hell, it always whipped the crowd into a cheering frenzy.

Riseus himself, didn't have a preference for the woman he wanted, so he just asked the owner to surprise him.
 
Vesta shivered a little as she stood waiting against one of the cold walls behind the arena, her clawed hands in shackles as she listened to the roar of the crowds. She was an exotic creature, only recently discovered and taken by the owners of this arena after being captured by slavers near her homeland.

She was some form of humanoid dragoness, a fire dragon from the looks of her. Her sun-coloured skin was bare of clothes, golden hair reaching her lower back as her amber, reptillian eyes, wide in fear, looked around the shadows. Scales of red covered her hands from elbow to claw, thigh to talon and just covering her groin and ample bust. Dragon wings were held close to her back as she listened to the roar outside the gates before her.

"Out you go, girly." An arena guard sneered, unlocking her shackles and smacking her on the rear to get her moving out. Vesta yelped and glared at him as she jumped through the gates, hissing angrily as they closed behind her. She looked around, feeling hundreds of eyes on her and then found the other in the arena. So, this was who she was to fight? She tossed her head, flexing her talons a little.

Okay, I can do this. Just avoid him... She thought, tensing in readiness to evade.
 
"My my, what a surprise indeed." said Riseus, laughing lightly as he unsheathed his sword. For a moment, he did nothing but just look her up and down, examining her rather sexy humanoid body, while his mind filled with what he would be doing to her to get his moneys worth. Of course, being a crowd pleaser, he'd also make sure to give the masses a front row sneak peek to what kind of lay this creature was. Then, he slowly made his way towards her, eventually gaining speed before he prepared an overhead slash. Though, it was feign, as he just waned her to dodge a specific way, which would be followed by a knee to the gut if things went accordingly.
 
Vesta watched him running towards her, tensing as he picked up speed. As the sword came down towards her, she cried out, swiping automatically with her scaled talons to deflect the blade, her scales just as strong as any dragon's. She ducked and then leapt to the side, unfurling her wings in an attempt to hasten her escape from the sword's range. Of course, she didn't quite realise it wasn't that sword of his she had to worry about.
 
As he swung the sword and she dodged, Riseus just smirked and followed through with the attack, spinning around a bit and then launching his left leg out as kick aimed straight at her torso. He was a skilled warrior with many victories of Gladiator combat. He knew all he had to do was get her down, and it was done.

((I'm curious now. Since the pic we used has scales on her groin, would her entrance be underneath the scales and he'd need to to kind of push his way past the scales to get in, or something else?))
 
Vesta gasped as his foot connected with her torso but tucked and rolled back onto her feet, a hand on her side. She wasn't as easy as some of the others to get down it seemed. She edged back a little, watching him warily.

((I was thinking that they melded back into her skin when her body becomes aroused. Pushing past the scales would just be painful. So, they vanish into her skin but she retains the colouring))
 
((Sounds good.))

Riseus cocked an eyebrow as she ended up on her feet. Boy, he was going to enjoy this. The more fight she put up, the better it'd be to dominate her. Dashing at her again, he attacked in a flurry of slashes and attacks with his feet and hands, not giving her a moments rest to recover from the blow.
 
She crossed her arms in front of her, attempting to dodge from side-to-side and duck, blocking as many blows as she could with her tough scales but there was only so long this kind of defense could work. Her lower half was unshielded, a sweep at her feet could knock her down onto her back.
 
Even as he furiously attack, Riseus was aware of both of their movements. Spotting the opening, he quickly swept his leg around, knocking the dragon girl down and on the ground. With that, his sword was quickly placed at her neck, showing he had the advantage and she'd be dead if he deemed it so.
 
She cried out as her legs were kicked out from under her, landing hard on her back with her wings splayed out on either side of her. Her eyes widened as she felt the blade press lightly against the skin on her neck, afraid to attempt movement now that he had her essentially at his mercy.
 
Riseus smiled as he looked around in response to the cheer of the crowed. With a smirk, he held the blade at her neck with one hand, while the other began to unbuckled his pants.

"Don't want to dissapoint them." he said, grinning as he pulled his pants down and quickly climbed on top of her, setting the sword to the side before firmly grabbing old of her scaled wrists.
 
"What?! What are you doing?!" She cried, eyes widening as his pants dropped, struggling as he held her beneath him and pinned her wrists with his strong grasp. "Stop it!! Let me go!!" She protested, her cheeks tinging red as she realised what he was doing and why the crowd was going wild. She beat her wings uselessly, tossing her head as she tried to work her way out of his grasp.
 
"Aw, I guess the owners didn't tell you what kind of place this is. See, when a slave loses in the arena, the winner gets to do whatever they want with them afterwards. Of course, they don't frown on giving the crowd a show." Riseus replied, grinning as he lowered his head and began to kiss and nip around her collar bone and upper chest.
 
Her claws flexed in his grasp, body tensed as he spoke. "No...No, I don't want..." She started to protest when his lips pressed against her collarbone and just above the scales on her chest. Her skin burned where he kissed and nipped, silencing her protests with a soft gasp. What was he doing? It felt...nice.
 
"It'll be easier on you if you just lay back and take it." Riseus replied, only stopping a moment to speak before going right back to work, gradually getting lower and lower on her chest, coming to kiss places all over her breasts.
 
She blushed as she watched him kiss her breasts, the scales protecting her beginning to soften as a primal longing began to take over her body, making her armour fade not only there but between her legs too. Her whimpers of protest began to fade, her breathing quickening as she felt his mouth press against her soft breasts and making her arch up towards them.

She knew she shouldn't like this, being pinned by this warrior man as he began to enjoy her in front of a huge crowd... but she was starting to like it, making a low purring noise in the back of her throat.
 
Riseus was intrigued by the effects her apparent arousal brought on. This would be interesting indeed. Spurred on abit by her protests turning into soft signs of pleasure, he continued go lower, finally stopping when he took a nipple into his mouth, gently toying with it using his tongue. He hadn't been able to previously, but her arousal seemed to make her scales recede, opening up more.......areas of her body.
 
"Mmnh..." She moaned softly, eyes fluttering as his lips captured a tender nipple, sending tingles of pleasure up and down her spine. She whimpered, tossing her head but in enjoyment this time as she pressed her thighs together, toes curling and wings gently beating against the ground. "Ah..."

Her nipples began to grow hard, begging for more of his attention as she shuddered with longing, trying to keep watching him. The crowd was enjoying watching her melt, calling out for more.
 
Her reactions only continued to spur him on. Taking a chance, Riseus released her wrists and brought his hand down to grope her free breasts, pinching and playing with her nipple between his fingers.
 
Her arms relaxed and then her claws dug into the arena ground, his added attention on her other breast only making her more eager. "Hhhnh!! Aaurrrr..." She groaned, growling wildly in desire. Her eyes rolled up, her toes curling with dragged her talons along the floor.

Her body was burning with desire, her wings twitching with anticipation as the scales on her groin completely faded back into her skin.
 
Feeling the scales dissapear benehath him, Riseus grin as he momentarily ceased his mouth action. Pusing himself between her legs with his weight, her forced them open, and position his manhood at her entrance. He grinned down at her a moment before he thrust himself fully inside of her in one, quick motion. But, at least he showed the decency to stop for a moment, letting her body take him in, groaning in desire himself.

((I've gotta run for now. I may be back on later tonight, but it's probably unlikely.))
 
The crowd cheered and roared in delight as the warrior made his way into the dragoness girl, Vesta's wet slit eagerly taking in his member. She moaned as she felt him spread her tight entrance, filling her deep within. Her back arched, her legs pressed into his sides as her claws gouged marks on the arena floor.

"Aaauh!!" She shuddered, her eager sex squeezing around his penetrating manhood, as if trying to pull him in deeper. The heat of him inside her was amazing, feeling even better as she adjusted and opened her eyes once more to see him looming over her. She knew he had power in him after that fight... it made her tremble at the thoughts of how good this was going to feel.
 
"Enjoying yourself now?" Riseus asked with a grin. He had to admit, the sight of her under him, writhing in pleasure was a great one. He'd have to come back more often and request her. He only gave her a few moments to answer before pulling out a bit, then thrusting right back in. It started slow enough, but gradually picked speed until he settled into a hard, steady rhythym.

((I was wondering, would you want her to have a romantic interest at some point in the RP, or just remain the fuck toy to the various fighters that come for her? Though, a romantic interest wouldn't be a normal one here. Instead, it'd be more like a reoccuring character that she grows fond of, and who returns the fondness. So, in reality, he'd be more of a favorite fighter of hers that she enjoys fighting and losing against, and likely treats her better than the others, rather than a full on love interest.))
 
"Hnnh!! Y-Yes..." She gasped, crying out in delight as he began to pump in and out of her faster and harder. "Auh!! Rrrawrr!!" She growled wildly, tossing her head back, her golden hair fanning out around her shoulders while the sensations sent wave after wave of ecstacy through her nerves. He felt good, so very good inside her.

Her eyes gazed up at him as he loomed above her, her breathing quick and shallow between moans. The crowd were loving the show, but she was barely even noticing them.
 
Riseus ignored the crowd for the most part as well, more or less lost in his own pleasure as well. While possessing the same basic parts, he noted that she felt.........different than a normal woman. He couldn't really place it, but there was certainly something adding to the sensation of pleasure as he thrust in and out of her. His hands were holding him up on either side of her head, giving him good leverage to thrust into her hard and deep. It hadn't been a long time since he last got laid, but it had been quite a while since a woman had been good enough for him to care little about putting on a show for the crowd. As for as these two seemed concerned for the time being, they were the only ones there.
 
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