An epic struggle ensues.

Sonja is amazed that a mere woman could cause such a powerful warrior to gasp the way the Kushite groans as the gorgeous priestess takes his rigid cock into her hand. Slowly, Aisteja strokes his manhood, causing the bound prisoner to look down at his tormentor with rage and yearning. The priestess just smiles and increases the corkscrew motion of her hand, her nails playing with the tip of his cock as her fingers massage his tool's pulsing vanes. The first blow goes to the servant of Bel who steals a low groan from the muscular warrior.

"I have seen many a naked warrior, gladiator, and even conqueror," Aisteja smiles, "but none as well build as you." Looking down at his throbbing cock the blonde purses her lips, "or as well hung."

The priestess then leans up to the Kushite's face. Her perfumed cheek gently brushes against his as she whispers, "I will make you cum. But I think you might be man enough to let me enjoy myself first." After running her finger across his chin in a challenging manner the buxom blonde centers herself in front of the gladiator. Aisteja pulls down on his cock, causing the gladiator to take a deep breath in discomfort. Going up on her toes with her left foot, while wrapping her right leg around his left leg, Aisteja positions herself and guides the tip of his massive cock into her.

"I can tell by your proud eyes," she purrs as she lowers herself, "this is the first time a woman has **** herself on you."

With a frustrated grunt the captured Kushite defiantly rams his cock upward. Unlike the novice, however, the head priestess does not retreat. Her blonde hair sprays backwards as the her head whips about from the ****. Giving throaty gasp of "By the gods you're huge!" she reaches around and grabs his ass and begins to fuck him with abandon.

Like animals in the arena, the two combatants savage each other causing the she-bandit to silently mutter "Crom!" at the display of such raw stamina. With their bodies loudly slapping together, the gagged gladiator groans of arousal and rage are equaled by the blonde's cries of ecstasy.

The next several blows in this battle belong to the Kushite, as the priestess gasps turn into screams of "By the gods! By the gods!! By the gods!!!" Her body quakes, her muscles tighten and then spasms, as she trembles into a raging orgasm. Even with his triumphs, the priestess of Bel doesn't shrink from the battle and continues to have at her opponent. Sonja is not sure who is **** who as the gladiator is able to reap two more such climatic victories from the priestess through the ferocity of his weapon.