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The arena~me and KawaiiKitten

She had made a big mistake, having whirled to his at the audience when she was grabbed by the minotaur, crying out as his powerful arms pinned her to its body, her back and wings against his chest. She squirmed a little but then gave up, knowing there was no way to get out of its grasp.

Sighing, she braced herself for what she knew was to come.
 
The minotaur snorted in victory before falling back, landing on it's butt and holding her in it's lap. One arm kept her body held firmly to him, while the other withdrew, the hand starting to travel around and carress her soft skin. It knew nothing of her scale protection. It just enjoyed the soft feeling.
 
She blushed, confused. She hadn't expected him to start caressing her like that, like he was enjoying the feeling of soft skin. It surprised her but also made her feel rather dirty as her body started to react. What was it about any gentle touch now? It just set her off...

Though she could probably blame Riseus for that, not that it was really his fault. She just liked gentle stroking and touching of her body...
 
The hot breath from his nostrils began to was over her wings and shoulders from time to time, releasing her fully and using both hands to gently explore her body. When the moment of truth came, then it'd be rough. For now, it was almost intoxicated by the soft, smoothe flesh.
 
It was only getting smoother all over. Vesta found herself enjoying the warmth for now, the slave cells were rather cold after all and here she was being hugged and stroked by a big warm beast. She purred gently, though knew in the back of her mind that it was going to do something sooner or later and it was going to be rough and hard.

Though that didn't help her current instincts as her scales began to fade to the thoughts of him pinning her to the ground and taking her from behind with the current way she was positioned.
 
The beast continued to stroke her, even as it positioned her in the way she just thought of moments earlier. It continued touching her, but really now, just to kill time and arouse itself further as it's large manhood was quickly reaching full erectness.
 
Her claws dug into the ground, trembling in a mixture of fear and some anticipation. She could feel the heat of his large, hardening cock growing and whimpered. It's touches were so curious and explorative that it made her scales fade and her body to flush with heat, she just couldn't stop her instincts kicking in.

Her body was almost fully against the ground except for its arms still around her waist and groping her lithe frame, her hips lifted by the heat she could feel building between his legs. She didn't know what she could do but try to endure it, maybe try to enjoy it for her own sake.
 
Living up to it's rough reputation, once it's manhood reached full hardness, it position itself while it still pinned her with it's large arms, before just ramming itself inside of her. After doing so, it stopped a moment. It wasn't giving her time to adjust to it. Instead, it was savoring the sensation.
 
Vesta cried out as he penetrated her, the sudden rush of the large object into her tender, wet slit caused her to gouge into the ground. She squeezed around it with half-frightened whimpers, her tail twitching but so very grateful it had stopped for now, whatever reason it had stopped for.

"Uuhh!! Hhhnh..." She panted, her body started to adjust a bit, even as she squirmed on him, inner muscles tensing in pulses until she got used to the sensation. He was big...spreading her more than the others who'd had her and making her suddenly terrified of moving. She swallowed hard, her golden hair draped down over one side of her face to spill onto the floor, her body held just above it in his arms.
 
With a loud grunt, the beast pulled itself back, before thrusting into her once more. With powerful hips, the things was hammering her harder and harder each passing moment. Unlike with Riseus, who was sweet and gentle and his own kind of rough, this thing was just animalistic, pounding away at her pussy with an overwhelming urge to mate with her.
 
The dragoness howled and shrieked as it began to rut wildly into her, feeling its powerful hips collide with her own. She shuddered, curling her toes and arching her back as she tried to endure, so very glad for even her mind helping to warm her up. She was slick and wet which meant little to no pain with his large member's movements deep into her. Her tail lashed, shaking in his powerful grip.

She was going nowhere; the minotaur knew it and the crowd knew it, cheering on the animalistic fucking on view for them. Vesta hated being portrayed like this but simply closed her eyes. It was easier if she just let the sensations take her away, feeling her breasts being teased by his iron grip or the grit of the arena floor, the rapid rush in and out of her as she felt her fluids trickle out to drip onto the floor between their legs...his hot breath and grunts just over her head...
"Aaauuuh!!"
 
His thrusts only continued to increase in ferocity. Minotaurs were known for really giving it to the women they decided to mate with. If one simple wanted an encounter of wild, animalistic sex with a hard pounding, you couldn't do better than a minotaur.
 
Her breath shuddered and her cries grew even wilder, more dragon than human as he pounded away into her. She didn't know how long this was going to take, after all they were also known for their stamina. But as she let her reluctance go, she could just feel the pleasure building in her nerves, making her squirm and roar, sparks spraying from her mouth.
 
The beast was just literally pounding into her. If she was just a normal human, she wouldn't be able to walk without pain for a few days. But, being part dragon, she was a bit more durable, likely not having anything more than some bruises after this. Her warmth and tight grip of her insides was driving his pleasure through the roof.

((I've gotta run for now. See ya tomorrow.))
 
Vesta clawed at the ground, his wild humping pushing her over the edge and making her hiss and roar as she came, trickles of her sweet juices dripping from between her legs as her hips bucked. Her eyes squeezed shut, breathing hard and rapid as her tail twitched. "Auuuhrrrowrr!!"
 
The added sensation caused by her orgasm increase the minotarus pleasure, but he didn't cum right away. He continued pounding hard into her from behind for a good few moments, but eventually, he buried himself in her as he came hard, giving her last few thrusts for a good measure. Then, as it ended...........he just up and started towards the exit. The crowd was certainly confused as he started to leave with his prize. Apparently, the slow witted creature failed to realize that if it had gotten her to give up, it'd have a full night with her. It did not think of this, and ended up just walking out of the arena............giving Vesta a win through forfeit.
 
Vesta was as confused at the crowd, lying on the floor panting heavily as he simply got up and walked out without her. She managed to push herself up into a sitting position, sweeping her hair back with a hand as she looked about in surprise, even more so as she was declared the winner.
 
Eventually, some of the crowd started to clap. Though, it wasn't so much from her winning, but more of how she won. They were still shocked. Though, it was no big deal to them. They liked seeing what happened in the ring. They couldn't care less what happened out of it. As flabbergasted as everyone else, one of the guards came out, helping her to her feet before leading her back into the slave areas.

"You......uh.........win I suppose." he said, scratching his head in confusion as he went to stand guard back at the entrance to the area. He didn't bother to put her on the cell, as that was one of the rewards for a slave winning. Not much of a reward, but having the whole slave area to themself, rather than being kept in a cell was beneficial.
 
A little bit of freedom was nice, Vesta decided, taking her time to go to the showering area to clean up, then for food and to rest on one of the benches. There were a few other winning slaves around but she didn't really converse, simply glad to have her fight over and looking forward to seeing Riseus again the next day.
 
((Nah, that's fine. Not really in a mood to be that cruel. I want tonight and the days after to be a happy time for her.))


As promised, Riseus had paid for another fight with her the following day. Wanting her to be rested up and ready after the fights she undoubtedly had the days before, for their little match. So, the fight was scheduled at an actually normal hour this time. As always, a guard lead her out the battle ground, where her opponent was already waiting for her.
 
Vesta was well rested, her scratches and bruises were healing quickly thanks to the dragon blood in her veins. She entered the arena readily and grinned as she saw Riseus facing her. Her heart leapt with happiness, quickening in its beating as her amber eyes settled on his handsome face.

But, first, they had to fight and put on a good show for the audience before she could lose and be taken home with him. "Fancy seeing you here again." She teased as the gates closed behind her, the dragoness grinning and swishing her tail in readiness.
 
"Well, we had such fun last time. I figured I might as well visit again and see if you're as fiery as ever." Risues replied, playfully going back and forth with her to put on a show for the crowd as he strolled towards the center of the arena.
 
"Don't think I'll go as easy on you this time." She retorted, unfurling her wings and waiting eagerly for the gong to go. Some mock-fighting and she'd be so very eager to leap on him again for other reasons.
 
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