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A reason to fight.....

She hated this feeling. This inability to be able to defend herself. If she were still a free person, she would have this vile guard in so much pain by this point that he would be begging her to spare him, even if it meant taking his life to make it all end. Then again, if she were free she would not even be in this situation at the moment. But she was not free and she had her master to think about. How being loyal to a master truly was an inconvenience. She glanced towards the battle field, catching a glimpse of Zaryn entering the arena to the cheers of the people watching.

Keelia growled deeply, "You had best make it fast. Zaryn will be defeating that opponent with ease and will be expecting me to come to him with his medical basket once he is finished. He'll be quite cross if he finds out what you have done...."
 
"Oh, I think he'll find his hands quite full with his opponent. You see, he's not going up against some no name today. He's going up against Tharicus, "The Dark One" himself." he replied with a snicker. This Tharicus was a being to be feared. Some say he was no man, as he fought like a demon. His title came from how it's been said that when one looks into his eyes, they see pure darkness. His skill was the stuff of legends, on par with if not even better than Zaryn. Though, his popularity was far lower, as he cared nothing for the crowds. When he fought, he came in, he killed, he left. He did not play to the crowd. He only came for blood, and that's all he cared for.

"So, we all have plenty of time to.......play together. Especially if he dies, and ownership of you goes to whoever pays the most coin. But enough with financial matters. It's time to see the prize that tempted even Zaryn away from a kill." he said with a big grin as he crossed his arms.

"Now strip." he said, smirking as his men licked their lips in anticipation.

((Tossed in that bit at the start so that Zaryn would end up winning, but pretty heavily injured. Not fatally, but to the point where he's laid up for a few days, and she has to take care of him. It'll still help serve to show that the SLIGHTEST spark is there between them, but still FAR from being a romantic interest.))
 
Keelia glanced back in the direction were Zaryn was beginning the fight on the arena floor. She could see the skill of the other man and yet at the same time she did not see the real threat. Having fought Zaryn herself, she knew exactly what he was capable of. This Tharicus was not a fatal threat. Her master would be bruised after a good hard fight, but he would not loose. It was plain to see from her point of view, if not from the guards vile sick mind.

Sighing, she turned to him as he commanded her. Glaring at him, she looked around and thought over how he had no shame at all to want to do this rape right in the middle of the slave's hold with many witnesses to his deed. Then again, none would likely speak against him. They'd all speak against her.

There was nothing slow or sex about how she rather casually started to take over her clothing, not even really giving them the time to enjoy the show of it before her clothing were in a pile on the ground and she stood naked, hand on her hip, "Go on and get it over with then," she said, her voice actually sounding rather bored.
 
"Heh, straight to business. I like that." he replied with a snicker as his friends started unbuckle their pants, though he soon stopped them.

"I get first go. Then you guys can take her any way you wish." said the leader, which got groans of frustration from his men who reluctantly redid their pants followed by him going over to Keelia, looking her over a moment before grabbing her arms and spinning her around, then roughly shoving her against the wall in front of her. He looked up and down her body, licking his lips before reaching down and swiftly undoing his pants and letting his erect manhood pop out

If she wanted to get right to it, he sure obliged as he grabbed her hips and pulled her back a bit so that she was bent over, upper body against the wall. He said nothing, only groaning when he started to slide his cock into her tight nethers.
 
Kiana was about to make a sarcastic remark toward them all about how they all were not going to go at her in some great clump like the gross beings they were. She was harshly cut off from saying anything thought as he spun her around and with and 'omph' she hit the wall, her breath momentarily stolen from her lungs. He was certainly rough about it which only made her realize that the sex she and Zaryn had been having was not as rough or tough as at times she had thought it was. He seemed to slip into her with great ease. This man's entry was awkward and the fit just didn't seem right. It made her squirm trying to find some kind of comfortable way to take this embarrassment.
 
And Kilan gave her little chance to do so, as his hands gripped her hips roughly as he began thrusting up furiously into her. His grunts of sick pleasure mixing with the sounds of skin slapping skin, and the lude comments his friends were making as they watched this vile act, anxious to have their own chances to do the same. And with each thrust, it only got worse. He began thrusting harder and rougher. While he was going slow, he was by no means being gentle. Taking his time to nigh literally slam himself into her again and again and again.
 
The fact that they had forced her to strip naked only added to the problem and discomfort for her. The wall was rock and hard, her skin scraping against it as he thrust harshly into her. She might not be able to protest physically in the situation but she could at least show some of her discomfort in other ways. Like how she was able to force out a yawn between her grunts of discomfort. Nothing she was doing would boast and man's ego about the kind of sex partner he was.
 
Kilan caught the yawn, and it did upset him. Though, he refrained from hitting her or anything. Instead, he got a better idea, smirking as he did so.

"Oh, if you're bore with that position, lets trying another......." he said, arms wrapping tightly around her waist as he turned them both around, then forced her down onto her hands and knees, facing his men, who grinned and licked their lips, beyond anxious to get a piece of her. He wasted no time in starting thrusting again, arms still around her flat, slender stomach, which gave him the benefit of being able to thrust harder and deeper into her. Though, this would not be good for her. The discomfort would be greater, as would the degradation.

He had her on her hands and knees now, helpless, like an animal. He was in complete control of her body, and she could do nothing of it. A major disgrace for any warrior. Even more so was that the one dominating her body, was violating her in such a base way. It was even worse that she was facing his men, so they could watch this proud warrior being violated by a horny pervert, waiting for their own chance to ravage her body.

Still thrusting into her, Kilan leaned over so his lips were next to her, before whispering.

"Lets see just how far you're willing to sink for your master........I want you to put on a little show for these boys. Play the role of the good little whore. Make them believe you enjoy this. Make them believe you want nothing more than to have me and them ravage you again and again and again and keep the act going the entire time we fuck you. Do so, and when we finish, our bargain will be kept. Otherwise, once we finish with you, we'll dump you off on the first man with coin we see. Followed by your beloved master never entering the arena again." he whispered, nipping her ear roughly before licking her cheek.

He knew her only way to show defiance was verbally, but now, he had taken even that away. This was no about simple sexual pleasure. With him at least, this about showing her her place. Where she belonged.

((Do you think that's a bit too much? Just kinda hit me, and I figured it fit the situation. He takes away all power and freedom she has in this situation and makes her degrade herself. She of course, can refuse and let them sell her off. And this whole thing will go to show that even without a romantic interest, she's still 100% totally and completely loyal to her master. And will suffer through the degradation of pretending to enjoy her rape because of said loyalty.))
 
It was rough enough being rubbed hard against the stone wall, not to be roughly rubbed over the even harsher floor, her skin started to get rubbed almost raw. She feared she would be bleeding before long. Not like it would be the first time she was going to bleed from a battle. This is one battle though that frustrated her since she could not freely fight back in the way she wanted to.

No matter how much she wanted to make sure she was fully loyal to her master, to degrade herself such as the way her enemy asked of her was something she could not to. In a way, it was her own way of being loyal to Zaryn. She was a strong slave and his slave. It was said that a master was reflected in his servant. She wanted her behavior to show her master's strength as well as her own. Weakness only made them both look weak.

With his face near to hers, she whispered back, making sure only he could hear her, "I don't know what kind of whores you have had, even though I'm SURE you have had many, but this IS acting the role of a whore. A whore is paid to lay there and let her customer do as he likes until he's finished. A whore isn't payed to pretend or enjoy. That is extra. She's a means to a man's end." She smirked a little bit, "But if you insist... pretend like a whore does I shall..."

With that, Keelia started to grunt and groan... but they were clearly fact. She was playing a whore. A cheap one that only made the sounds to urge on the man that didn't care if they sounded real or not. Her sounds help no real pleasure, more like a burden. And then she started to speak again. "Oh. Yeah. It's good. It's so good. Yeah. Their. You are so go. Best I've ever had." Her performance was laughable, like some kind of joke.

((It's okay but she is not gonna fully play along. I think it's more in her character to not fight them but not play their game as well. If that gets her in trouble, so be it. It might be interesting if they are really all just talk and all these things they are threatening her with they don't actually have the power to do. Zaryn is a hero to the people and as such likely had more sway with the emperor. The emperor being buddy with the hero of the people makes him look better then being buddy with a guard the people despise kind of thing.))
 
((Yea, I didn't expect her to be miss perfect actress and make it entirely believable. All it's really meant to do is test her loyalty. They're not ALL talk. They really can make both their lives a living hell, but don't hold ALL the sway they threaten with. I wasn't expecting something like what we did in Rewards, where Layne, only physically albeit, enjoyed what Zaryn did. That was one of my favorite parts, them in that cabin, where she damn near lost herself to the physical pleasure. Kilan will also serve as a reoccuring villain, appearing and constantly tearing her down. It'll work, but as she gets closer and closer to Zaryn and starts to lean on him for strength, she'll gradually grow more confident until eventually telling Kilan to fuck off with a major ass whooping.^_^))

Kilan shook his head and laughed at her laughable performance. He got his point across, and while she put no effort into it, the degradation was still there as his men watched and laughed at her.

"Surely you can do better......." he taunted, suddenly leaning back and pulling her with him. Both were still on their knees, but they were kneeling now, her back up against his chest, as he continued to thrust up into her, with this new position being intended to let his men see EVERYTHING he was doing to her. It would be a tad easier on her knees though,
 
Keelia grunted in discomfort from the way he thrust into her now. It was no play acting. That was how she really felt. This was awkward and not at all pleasurable. How could it be when she knew where they were and could hear both the men laughing at her as well as the sounds from out on the arena floor of battle. The cheers of the crowd making her wonder who they were for. She tried to turn her face towards where the battle was going on. She was more interested in how Zaryn fared.
 
((Just a heads up. I recently got the new Pokemon White game for my DS. So as usual........alot of my time will be spent on said game, so my posts will come a tad slow though. Not TOO slow though, as I will be visiting here a fair bit, due to having a new RP in the works, and how one of my RP partners also has the game. Thus, we talk about it alot. Just, at times, I'll likely get on, do a few PM's, then head off to play the game and not post in some of my RPs.))

She would find it hard to get any idea of what was going on out there. Since her back was to the arena, and Kilan was behind her, she likely wouldn't be able to see anything, and it was hard to tell who was winning from sound alone, as the crowds tended to cheer for any blood spilled, regardless of who it came from.

She might also find something else taking her attention away, as Kilan thrust harshly into her one last time, releasing his vile seed deep inside her body. He had no concern for the possible results of it. He figured even if she ended up with child from this, her explaining to Zaryny it came as a result of sex with another man, even unconsentually, that Zaryn would see her as "dirtied" and just get rid of her.

"Heh, such fun, but I gotta share....." said Kilan, after grasping her breasts roughly and fondling them in his hands. Then, he casually pushed her away from him, followed by his two buddies depantsing and heading towards her, ready for their turns.
 
Keelia... snapped. The way he spilled himself in he with no thought to what kind of consequences it could bring. Not just for her... but for a child that could be his own flesh and blood... it was vile, disgusting, and it sent her into a place where not even threats against her nor her master could calm her. Her thoughts were only upon what kind of life this man dared to risk bring a defenseless child, a bastard into. As the very least, if it were Zaryn that had placed a child in her, she knew that he was the kind of man that would care for it.

Before the men could reach out and grab her... Keelia attacked back like a wild animal that no longer wished to be caged. Her claws came out as she punched one in the face before kicking the other right in the place he was hoping to use upon her. Doing all this while still naked was certainly something so see. Her eyes turned onto Kilan then and she lept out to attack him.

((Haha. I know the game well. Well not that I have it. That I know a number of my friends have been captivated by it. Take your time.))
 
((That's pokemon for ya. Addicting as hell series. I've been with it since the first set of games. Each new set, I always get at least one. Haven't missed one yet.^_^ Further addiction is caused by these, being in my opinion, the best ones yet. And that attack.........was unexpected, but well liked. I like it better than our original idea of letting them take turns until Zaryn saves the day.))

Kilan was left rather speechless at seeing her disable his two men in mere moments. He then continuously looked back and forth between her and others slaves, worried that her show of defiance might inspire them to turn againgst him as well. He was one quick bastard though, as when she attacked, he ducked away and shoved another slave in her way before beating a hasty retreat, not wanting to get his ass kicked by her or Zaryn.........but especially her.
 
Keelia tried to go after him, even as he shoved someone else in her way, but the distraction was just enough to allow him to get out of the slave pit and the gate shutting her in. She held onto the bars and yelled out at his retreating from, "What a warrior you are! Running from a slave! Running from a WOMAN! Come near me again and you'll find out exactly what I am capable of doing with my fists!!" She slammed her hand against the bars before returning to her clothing. The other two guards has retreated another way and she was left to clean herself up. Amazingly enough, another slave handed her a wet cloth to clean herself up a bit. He nodded to her and she could almost feel his approval of what she had done just then. She nodded back, cleaned herself up a bit, then put her clothing back on.

Her attention then went back to the fight on the field... though it was still thinking of all that had happened to her this day. Did she tell Zaryn? She didn't know what to tell him really.
 
Regardless, she no doubt had other concerns when her attention went back to the fight. It had just concluded with Zaryn as the victor, but things were certainly not all fine and dandy. He was alive, but quite heavily injured. A number of deep cuts on his body, as well as a limp that suggested he had injured his leg quite badly as well. It was mostly sheer will that he was even still standing as he began to limp towards the staging area amongst the cheer of the crowd while the guards..........cleaned up and removed the body of his opponent. It would seem that Kilan at least hadn't exagerrated about who Zaryn went up against.
 
Picking up the basket, Keelia left the staging area to meet him half way across the battle field. Pulling out a cloth, she started to whip the blood from off his face as they kept walking together. "Your lip is swollen, but I know a drink that I can mix up to take the swelling down and ease some of the pain he punched into your face and the rest of your body..."
 
"Sounds......ugh.........nice......" Zaryn said with a light grin, wincing a bit a few times with each step, but growing use to the pain, which soon stopped the wincing.

"I just hope the blood from my mouth doesn't ruin the taste." he joked, wincing again when he laughed a bit.

((I had another idea for a sign of growing attraction between them. He's injured, and will be on bedrest a few days, leaving them unable to do anything sexual. Unexpectedly, they both find themselves feeling sexualy frustrated during this time, as them and their bodies had gotten use to the daily sex. So, when he's well enough to do it again, Keelia tries to resist her urges, by something sets her off and she just pounces on him and they go at it like animals, letting out all the pent up frustration that had built over the time.))
 
She tries to smile a little. How could she not find a little smile in the humorous look on the situation he had just offered. He was beaten up and blood and his concern was on the taste of some herb tea. "This is going to take more then a week to recover from... you might not be able to entertain the people again a week from now." Her concern really was more for him. She knew the signs of battle well. He had really worn himself thin after this one. "Let's get you someplace you can lie down out of sight of the people.

((Sounds good to me)))
 
"Yes, let us return home as it looks like you're gonna have to baby your master for a few days." Zaryn replied, poking fun at himself and teasing her about the prospect of having to take care of him entirely for the next week or so.

((Yea, cause with her being the one that pounces on him, I think it works better as a hint for growing attraction. I mean, if he pounced on her, it'd just look like he wanted pussy. With her, her sexual frustration will be so great, that it makes her actually jump on her master, initiating it for once, as being the master, he's always the one to initiate it in the past.))
 
The mention of the word baby hit her before the realization he ment he was going to be the baby ans she flinched a little. Her eyes wandered the arena a moment, looking to see if she could spot her rapist among them, feeling the need to glare at him a moment. But she could not see him and went back to focusing on Zaryn. "We are almost out of sight of the people. You can reveal how much you really hurt in just a moment..." she told him just as they were about to exit out. He would have to take a moment to turn and wave to the people one last time. It was sort of expected as their hero to appease them.
 
And Zaryn did just that, turning and giving one last wave before they exited the area, nearing his home.

"Once we get home, after I have your tea and you clean my wounds, I would like for you to draw me a nice, warm bath. While I'm sure your tea is effective, there's nothing better for a sore, damaged body than a hot bath." he said, groaning, but a good groan at the thought of sliding beneath the relaxing waters. His little thought also included her sliding in with him, followed by some rather........intimate acts. But of course, that wouldn't be happening. He was in no condition to do such acts. Well, he could, but it would no doubt make his injuries far worse.
 
"As you wish," she told him, doing anything she could to assist him on the way to his home. Her mind wandered to the idea of sharing a bath as well, but she thought much like him for she knew that he would not be able to do that as well.

At last they arrived and the moment she shut the door, she came to wrap her arm around him, "You can lean on me now. There is no one to see. Let me get you to the seat by the fire so I can clean your wounds up a bit...."
 
Zaryn nodded as he leaned against her, using her soft body for support as she lead him to sit by the fire, one arm around his waist as he sat down, eye's looking down her shirt as she did so. He knew they couldn't partake in their usual physical delights for the next few days. So, might as well take in as much of her as he could.
 
Once he was seated, she put her hands upon her hips, "I will go start to heat the bath water and mix up your drink. You just relax here. If you need me, you can just call for me. I'll just be in the kitchens. It's not that far." With that, she turned and walked away to do the jobs set out for her. It was going to take the rest of the day to get him cleaned and comfortable.
 
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