I woke up, my head splitting like someone had driven spikes into it. A low moan escaped my lips as the world swam in darkness. Tears filled my eyes as I realized I had lost, again. I wasn’t supposed to lose. I was going to be their champion, now what was I going to do.
Tala’s hissing voice cut through my fog, “Ssso she wakesss. Ssseemsss we have a problem.”
I pushed myself up off the floor. Behind me were the marks where I had been dragged from the pit and thrown to the ground like a useless loser.
Slowly sitting up I looked around the room. Bingani stood, held behind two large lizardkin. His ears were drooped and he held an empty pouch on his hands. I felt my anger rise in my chest as I looked on. “What happens now?” I growled, disgusted with myself.
“You may be out of the tournament but you ssstill need to pay for your living. You can either find labor elsssewhere or continue to fight for me. Keep losssing and you’ll be more and more in debt. Win and I may let you build enough wealth to leave this place.” Tala looked at me with eyes full of greed and laughter. This was his goal all along.
“Why wouldn’t I just leave now and take my chances out there?” I asked, rebellion in my tone.
“Your clothesss, your home, your weaponsss, all of it you owe to me. If you don’t pay your debt I’ll have you hunted and brought back asss a ssslave.” His face was so smug I wanted to smash it in on itself.
The feeling of being trapped surrounded me as I realized my foolishness. Unlike my people, who thrived as a group under a strong leader, this place didn’t do that. They looked after themselves and no one else. I couldn’t rely on anyone out here. All of them would only take. The very things I was forced into were the chains that bound me from finding my fate.
My whole body burned with rage and frustration. It took every fiber of control I had not to leap at Tala and tear home limb from limb. “You knew I would lose today?” It was a whisper, dripping with fury.
“No one winsss their firssst tournament. Be grateful you ssstill have a sssponsor so sssoon into your career as a fighter.” His words felt like slime on my skin as I sat there.
Standing I walked past Tala and grabbed Bongani roughly by the arm. He whined at my grip but didn’t argue as I stalked away from the situation. My head felt like someone was squeezing it between two stones, threatening to burst it across the ceiling.
I was booed and yelled at when I left the arena. When I snapped my eyes around and let them feel my intent and anger they quailed away from me. Sneering and growling I dragged Bongani away from it all and towards my home. Which I now knew was a cage. Each day inside it would put me further into debt.
Knowing that, it was difficult not to strip down to nothing and leave. Can I afford being hunted down? Again? My bulwark of anger almost broke to the sudden rush of helplessness. It caused me to freeze in my place and take a deep breath.
“I will not give up. I will not break.” Bongani was to my side in a moment and pressed against my side, that soothing touch radiating from him. I squeezed him in return as he hid against me.
Moments felt like hours as I calmed myself. I didn’t use healing magic as this pain would be a lesson. A point that would tell me that I wasn’t some grand champion. You don’t start as a conqueror. You earn it through blood, sweat, and battle.
The Gods wanted a different path. Hathor wanted something else from me. Tell me, how do I break this limit? What Godsforsaken plan do you have?
“L-l-let me h-help,” Came a begging voice. “I l-l-lost your money.”
“No,” I cut him off and placed a finger on his lips. “I lost our money. You were good, you listened.”
“Are we t-t-trapped?” He whispered.
“I won’t let us be,” I cupped his chin and kissed him deeply. Bongani wanted nothing but to make me feel better. To selflessly give himself to me, any way I saw fit.
Warmth, knowledge, a shelter in the storm. He would be that for me if I let him. Melokuhle, could you forgive me?
We arrived at the hut that would be our prison. As I gripped the door I fought against myself to open it. Paths stretched out before me. Roads that would take me to the furthest reaches of the land. I had to walk it. This was just another step. A lesson that I would beat into my soul.
Pushing through I pulled us into the hut. I desired nothing from my male. I didn’t want to be in control. My control had led me blindly into a trap. I pulled Bongani to the bed.
I interlocked my fingers with his as we breathed together. “You decide what happens tonight. Tell me so I don’t have to think right now.”
I could feel his shock through the stillness of his body. Slowly in the darkness he stepped closer to me. Our lips met.
It was soft, exploratory. Shuddering like a leaf in the wind he steeled himself to be in charge. First it was his hands into my hair, up to my ears and he rubbed them. His hands doing their best as I moaned. Fingers dug into my scalp and pulled at the tension all of it avoiding the spike where I had been hit.
Slowly, hesitantly he pulled my clothes off without moving to remove his own. I grew rigid when his lips trailed down my neck and to my hard needy nipples. One teased by a hot, wet tongue. Sucked and nibbled. The other kneaded and pinched gently. Without thinking my arms went to wrap around him.
He stopped me, kept me from holding him. Without words he brought my hands down. Pressing my palms against the bulge in his trousers. The moment I went to be aggressive he pressed his hands on me and slowed me down. My breath was getting ragged as he teased me. I could feel the tip of my cock glisten with precum, dribbling down the bottom of my shaft.
Warm, soft hands wrapped around me finally. Stroking slowly, gently, and teasingly. Fingers glided over me, just hard enough to entice without true pleasure to fill me. It was agonizing, but soon it was all I could think about. All I could feel.
Bongani pulled his clothes off and brought my hands to him. Guided me into feeling his smooth stomach, small body, and gentle face. He nibbled on my fingers gingerly before pushing me back and against the bed.
I glided down to the bed and with a gentle grip on my ears he lowered my head to his cock. He pressed it against my face and buried my nose against the knook of his cock and balls. I took a deep breath of his musk and shuddered. I ached to be entered, or to bury myself inside someone.
His cock parted my lips and he pressed slowly, smoothly until he hit the back of my throat. He held me there as I held my breath. “St-t-troke yourself. D-d-do it for me.”
I grabbed my cock in a firm grip and started to run it up and down my shaft as Bongani guided me into long breath stopping cock sucking. My pride kept me from begging to be faster. To rush towards my climax. My mind was slowly going blank as the taste of cock coated my mouth and growing wetness from the cum leaking from my tip slicking my hand.
He stopped, suddenly and pressed a foot against my arm to cease my stroking. I whimpered as I was building towards release. My body listened as he guided me onto my back, my head hanging from the bed while my neck rested on the edge.
His hands played with my tits again. Harder, needier, and so much better. His cock pressed against my lips once more and I let him slide into my mouth until he was at my throat. He swelled as his hands wrapped around my cock. Then as he pressed into my throat he stroked.
He buried himself till his balls rested against my nose as he stroked fast and hard. I grabbed at his hips and he began to fuck. Stretching my throat like his personal cock sleeve as he worked my shaft like an expert. Twisting gliding hands that almost seemed to touch every bundle of nerves.
He bucked, stretching over me as he used my mouth, his fingers parted my pussy and delved inside. Knowing every secret spot of my body I shuddered and gagged. Surrendering myself to a new experience.
I truly felt he knew my sexual weaknesses as I began to spray my own chest with cum. The divots in my abs like gutters for the overloading spurts of my seedless jizz. I could feel him pulse and thicken as he slammed one last time and burst down my throat in hot spurts. Instinct made me swallow his load as he let his eruption choke me. I let myself trust him and didn’t push him away and just as I was about to give up he slid free of my throat and let me breathe.
As I panted he moved onto the bed and began to lick the mess off my abs as he rubbed up and down the lips of my pussy. Soon he had me face down ass up and burying his face in my cunt. Licking and teasing me into arousal. I clenched my fists into the bed and surrendered to pleasure.
