Gladiatrix pt2

[johnsmith2007]

Nasty stuff warning, death and mutilation

The flickering torches around the arena played on the near naked glistening bodies of the two sweat and gore covered of the amazons.
The black?s lover dragged her to her couch at the corner of the arena and tried her best to staunch the blood. The Sudanese had fainted so the packing of the open wound with quarterizing herbs and spices brought her back to consciousness with a gasping whimper. The black?s trainer forced mouthfuls of wine mixed with a powerful painkiller down her throat and then used the sting of a rare Greek wasp to force an adrenalin rush. Still gasping from the pain she was lifted to her feet and now armed only with her trident faced the smiling Egyptian.
'I have your tit, bitch sow. Your little piglet tried to rescue it from the sand for you but my girl grabbed it first.' The Egyptian showed off the torn piece of flesh with the still erect teat on it to the Sudanese women. ?I have promised my girl that she can make armlets from them when a take your other one.?
The darker African screamed in rage at these taunts and when the gong sounded somehow gathered enough strength through her blood loss to charge the taller women with her trident held firmly in both hands. The two sweating and blood coated Africans meet with a clash in the centre of the arena. The advantage in weapons still with the older heavier women as the trident out reached the teen?s sword. However the Egyptian was noticeably quicker on her feet and deftly flicked the older women?s thrusts away. Niobia was tiring fast and panted with exertion. Cleo was breathing heavy and dizzy from her own wounds but her wiry strength and better stamina seemed to be paying off. As for the tenth or twelfth time Niobia missed with a lung Cleo this time ducked closer to the older women and the two grappled close together. Niobia had had to quickly drop her trident as now they were wresting it was useless. She held the Egyptians sword arm at bay while both women punched and kicked at each other. Their leather gauntlets thudding into the tenderised parts of their bodies reopening old wounds. Twice the taller Egyptian cracked stunning head butts into the pretty Niobia's face leaving her nose and one eye bleeding and then she returned the blows splitting the younger girl?s lips. The heavier women then decide to gamble everything on one of her own wrestling specialities. Thrusting the sword arm away she lunged and grabbed the Egyptian in a bear hug and with a scream of exertion picked the lighter women off of her feet. Cleo?s sword arm was trapped deftly close to her side and as the darker women proceeded to jerk the air out of her the pain in Cleo?s already bruised body caused her to whimper. However Niobia strength was waning fast and she started to wobble on her feet but it was the teen that broke the hold by managing to get a claw into the raw wound that was once the Sudanese women's right tit. Niobia screamed as fresh blood and lymph flowed from the hole but channelled her anger into bringing Cleo's most ender spot down with all her strength onto a firmly set bent knee. The Egyptian screamed as her near hairless and already abused cunt was smashed and then ground down on the hard bone and leather and studded sandal strapping of the kneeling black women?s knee. When Niobia thrust her off of her knee having tortured her for as long as her strength would allow blood was flowing freely from the crushed and butchered clit meat of the chocolate warrior. Cleo rolled into a foetal position whimpering with both hand thrust into her groin to staunch the flow. Niobia smiled through her own pain but then swooned and fainted. To the roar of the crowed this combat seemed to have ended in a draw. Both women?s lover s raced forward to tend them but at the last minute Cleo somehow summoned all her remaining strength to raise herself up from the sand. With shouts of encouragement from the crowed and trailing a stream of her own sex blood from her cunting she dragged herself to the nearest weapon. She pulled the trident to her but to weak and incapable of even using it properly. Her luck was that the heavier black women was literally laying spread eagled on her back both arms and legs wide open only a few feet from her. Niobia's lanister thrust her staff in to stop the combat but a yell from the official told her that Cleo must be allowed one strike so as to end this phase. The agonised Egyptian summoned all her wiry strength and mindful that she must not aim for a killing blow as this would only allow Niobia's trainer to stop her, tuned the trident so as to use the hard metal ball on the shaft end. With a squeal she thrust the steel ball fully into the gapping cunt of the unconscious black women. Niobia roared and flexed back to consciousness as twelve inches of steel penetrated her most tender parts and then collapsed into unconsciousness again as with a savage twist the rod and ball were jerked out with a gush of sex blood. The crowed cheered and Cleo smiled as she had returned cunting for cunting. Cleo sent the crowed into ecstasy as she licked the blood from the metal ball and delicately mimicked wiping her lips.The flaming torches shone off of the two womens muscled bodies as they seemed to steam with thier sweat in the hot August night
?You are already finished you old goat. You taste of piss?, laughed the teen.
The break was much longer as both women were exhausted and suffering terribly however their entertainment had been good and the crowed were willing to wait. Niobia now not only lost her last weapon but with a flourish Cleo?s trainer cut her heavy protective basque from off of her body leaving her now totally naked except for her gloves and sandals and their leather and studded thongs. When the gong sounded after nearly half an hour Niobia was weapon less against the Egyptian.
Before her gladiator training Niobia had been a street fighter and pancrationist and though now in mortal danger for her life being naked with only her bare fists to rely on was no stranger to her. As Cleo approached cautiously taunting the older women Niobia swayed as if ready to faint and as she expected the teen swiftly jumped forward to stab but her blade passed by under Niobia's arm where upon the black kicked viciously at the chocolate fighters already damaged sex meet. The girl howled and another kick from the older women into the same sensitive spot had Cleo stumbling back having dropped her sword. Niobia sprang at her and the two women wrestled for advantage their gauntlets only allowing a limited ability to grab and hold so both women were quickly just hugging while driving fists and knees into each others battered body. Cleo though still wearing her leather and studded basque armour had the advantage and could rub the pointed metal studs across Niobia's battered body. It was a lucky knee lift that broke the deadlock with the shorter women managing to piston a blow into the lower body of the taller girl. Cleo gurgled in shock as her very womb was rattled by the blow. As quick as her weariness would allow the Sudanese grabbed Cleo?s hair and smashed a nose breaking head butt into the younger women?s face. Blood splashed across the arena sand and the unconscious Egyptian slumped to the floor whereupon the black women stomped and kicked at her limp body until her lanister was allowed to step in by the judge who finally agreed to stop the combat with Niobia the victor. The crowed roared its approval as now they would see both women fighting naked to the death.
Cleo's lover rushed to her mistress and tried her best to staunch the blood and save the pretty face of the lighter skinned Egyptian women. She was pushed roughly aside by Niobia's trainer who took joy in cutting off the leather basque of the teen revealing all of her glistening sweat and gore covered brown body to the crowed.
?I will take back that teat from you when my fighter kills this slut.? She hissed at the young slave girl.
When the gong sounded this time the crowed excitement was paramount. The two African women faced each other naked and weaponless except for their leather studded gauntlets. The ebony shimmering body of the shorter heavier Niobia and the glistening chocolate body of the more muscled Cleo bore witness to their struggle for life, but only one would be able to leave the arena alive. Both women prowled round each other spitting insult through their split lips and breathing heavily through their damaged noses. Both had restricted vision. Niobia had a closed left eye while both Cleo's eyes were nearly closed to slits. Niobia the older women had fought in many street fights so she hoped her taunts would lead the less experienced teen in to a fatal mistake. However Cleo herself had been fighting in Alexandrian slums since she was ten and only replied in kind, taunting the older ebony warrior about the loss of her nipple. The taller teen also had a game plan and it was her extra reach that paid off as she hit repeatedly at the heavier women's remaining eye until after a flurry of punches where both the Egyptians tits had been severely tattooed she managed to get a thumb into Niobia's right eye and blind her.
The black staggered back howling and trying to rub some sight from the small slit the swelling had left but the gauntlets allowed little free range for her fingers and meanwhile her opponent was closing. Cleo smiled through her cracked teeth and circled round behind the other women before deliver a full kick squarely up into the battered cunt of the Sudanese gladiator. The ebony amazon staggered and flailed blindly but her opponent stalked her smashing in kicks and fist nearly at will. Twice she caught the younger women with heavy blows but the quicker Egyptian fell back and rolled away each time as Niobia stamped and kicked at thin air hoping to catch her. Then the crowed started to laugh and Cleo's taunts stung harder than her blows. The stronger women rushed around on ever more weary legs as her quicker opponent started to concentrate her blows on Niobia?s one remaining good tit. All she could see of her glistening sweat and blood coated opponent was a fuzzy blur in the torch light.
?I told you I?m taking it bitch. I'm going to batter it till in bursts open you black whore.?
At each spiteful taunt Cleo?s lover would laugh and shout abuse at her opposite number now weeping uncontrollably by the side of the arena watching the destruction of the powerful women who had pleasured her to hights of satisfaction only a few hours before.
Eventually after a particularly nasty flurry of blows to Niobia?s cunt and left tit she staggered and fell. However as Cleo had no intention of falling for any tricks at this stage the sweating chocolate vixen proceeded to stomp viciously along the back, ass, head and legs of the downed naked body of her ebony enemy. Groaning Niobia tried to fend off the blows only to end up rolled onto her back lying spread eagled her whole body covered in grime and gore and her once pretty face now a mess of bruises and blood. Cleo stopped to get her breath and then waived her appreciation to the baying crowed before she continued with business stomping the ebony amazon?s chest and cunt to bloody pulp. Niobia had long since passed into unconsciousness when the Egyptian eventually stopped her onslaught and swaying bent double to regain her wind, sobbing from her own exertions and the realisation that she would live. The crowed roared it approval of the victrix as with her teeth Cleo bent down and chewed off the remaining Sudanese women?s teat.
Her trainer congratulated her while her lover squealed with delight as she was given a second teat as a souvenir by the Egyptian. Niobia had been forced back into some minor bit of consciousness by the loss her one remaining teat and lay moaning her breath rasping through a broken jaw and cracked ribs. She could be saved given the expertise of the Greek doctors employed by the arena but she would not be able to fight again. A harsh order was heard to much merriment from the spectators and to a whine and sob of anguish from the young girl who was her lover
'Drag her away and give her to my hounds, they love fresh meat that can still crawl and whimper'. Was the harsh commands of her owner as the once proud Sudanese gladiatrix had fish hooks slipped into the remains of her ebony tits and she was dragged still moaning across the sand of the arena to the waiting dogs. She had given her everything. Her sobbing slave thrown to Cleo's owners pet Leopards for a treat.

[MikeJV]

Both parts were excellent, great story start to finish!!!

MikeJV

[tr0tz]

What a long, detailled story ... really great stuff and didn't expect the younger Cleo to win.
And what a bloodbath ... really nice [img]biggrin.gif[/img]