An Opening

"Finish him! Finish him!" The crowd roared, demanding blood.

The giant raised both arms into the air, triumphant. He was going to kill Cordain.

"NO! Stop! You win. Please stop," a girl screamed, from somewhere outside the arena.

Cordain's ears were ringing, but he could make out the words. It was his lover. It was Illyana. Cordain opened his eyes, trying to regain his vision. The giant turned to look at her.

"Please... Spare him. I beg of you! Please..." she pleaded. Cordain could hear the tears in her eyes.

The giant looked her up and down and then smiled. The slender girl wore a white tunic that hugged her perky breasts. Her long red hair fluttered in the wind. He seemed to be contemplating something. "If you're going to beg me, at least mean it." He raised his mace up high, ready to crush Cordain's head in.

"Wait wait wait! How can I show you I mean it? Please... Don't kill him." Illyana was shaking. Cordain could make out her form moving towards him.

"You're a pretty little thing aren't you? Strip for me, for starters." He looked her up and down. His grin was from ear to ear. He licked his lips.

Illyana was taken aback. Her eyes darted between Cordain's form on the ground and the giant standing over him. Her hesitation was not lost on the giant as his attention quickly shifted back to finishing her lover off.

"No! I-I'll do it!" she screamed. "Just don't hurt him."

The crowd cheered in approval.

"Get on with it, bitch!" someone screamed.

Illyana's face went bright red with embarrassment. She looked down to see Cordain's eyes, wide open and pleading. Her eyes locked onto his, as she began unfastening her belt. The tunic she wore fell off her body, revealing her bare breasts. She didn't wear anything under her tunic. Her nipples hardened in the wind as the crowd roared and whistled. Next came her skirt and her shoes. She was completely exposed. Her naked body trembled as she stood there, covering herself in embarrassment.

The fair skinned maiden blushed, hard. It wasn't just her face, but her chest and her stomach that had gone a deep shade of pink. Her brilliant green eyes pleaded to the giant. Cordain was still on the ground, unable to move. He looked up to his lover. She was naked. And he couldn't protect her. He felt shame burning in him. He struggled to get up. The giant stomped a heavy boot on his chest, keeping him down.

"You like that? Seeing your whore being exposed to everyone?" The giant kicked Cordain in the ribs.

He winced, unable to reply.

"Good. Keep watching." He turned back to Illyana. "Get over here, girl."

Illyana reluctantly shuffled towards the giant and stood next to Cordain. Her bare feet padded silently in the dirt. She tried to cover her breasts with one arm and her crotch with the other.

"Put your hands down, now! Let's see that beautiful body," the giant commanded. She obeyed. Her pink nipples and bare pussy were on display. "Turn around."

She turned, giving the crowd an even better look at her round ass. She heard the whistles and catcalls and she felt her face burn even hotter.

Cordain's senses were coming back. He wiggled his fingers as the sensation came back. Just a bit more and he would be ready to fight.

Meanwhile, the giant ogled the girl's slender body. At eighteen, Illyana was just coming into womanhood. Her small breasts and narrow hips gave her an innocent air, despite the debauchery happening. Her pale skin seemed to glow in the bright sunlight, accentuating her blushing face and chest. The freckles dotted all over her body looked like tiny kisses from the sun.

"Tell me why I shouldn't just kill this pathetic boy and have you for myself instead?"

"Please, just let us go. He fought valiantly. You won. Spare him... I'm begging you." The tears started to roll down her cheeks. She kept her arms at her side, letting the tears fall to her naked chest.

"On your knees, girl. Beg like the whore you are."

Illyana dropped to her knees. The sand was rough on her knees. She looked up, with tears in her eyes. Her bright red hair blew in the wind. "Please spare him... I'll do anything. Please..."

"Anything? Even this?" The giant took hold of his cock and pulled it out. The massive slab of meat flopped out in front of the girl. He stroked it, coaxing it to grow in her face.

The crowd roared again. They could see the fear in her eyes as the giant cock came closer and closer to her face.

Step by step, he got closer until... The appendage dropped to the floor.

"WHAT THE FUCK!!" The giant screamed. Cardain had sliced it clean off and it was the giant's turn to drop to his knees. In one motion, Cordain flipped around and swung again, this time slicing clean through the man's neck. His head rolled along the floor as the crowd gasped and cheered. The fight was over. Cordain had won.

Cordain rushed to Illyana's side and covered her with his cloak. Her whole body trembled, still in shock and humiliation at the public display of indecency she had been subjected to. "Come on. Let's go." He helped her up and carried her off.