Fight On

As Arerto felt her mind getting foggier and foggier, and her body weaker and weaker from the **** hold. Suddenly she heard a voice yell out from the crowd of warrioresses.

"Your Highness don't give up! I know you can win!" The voice yelled.

With her darkening vision she looked up in front of her at the spectating crowd, where the voice came from. Arerto's eyes landed on a young warrioress with a cute girly face, shoulder length curly brown hair, and warm brown eyes cheering her on. As their eyes met the young warrioress began to cheer even louder, encouraging the queen to struggle on.

Seeing the young warrioress shouting encouragements, Arerto gathered the last of her strength and once more tried to rise to her feet. With herculean effort she twisted her body and manged to get up on one foot. Rebecca seeing the queen's renewed fighting spirit tightened her hold.

In response Arerto started to jab her elbow repeatedly into Rebecca's abdominals. With each hit Rebecca let out a grunt of pain, the pain becoming increasingly worse with each hit. As Rebecca's hold started to weaken, Arerto got back up on both feet, and continued to repeatedly slam her elbow into Rebecca's now aching stomach. Arerto launched one last powerful blow deep into Rebecca's abs, causing the red head to groan pitifully and to weakly let go of her hold.

Arerto knowing her body was weak and wouldn't be able to take much more punishment. Summoned all of her strength as she whirled around and let loose a powerful uppercut aimed at the red heads chin. The Queen's fist connected to the bottom of Rebecca's chin. The mighty blow snapped her head back, spit flying from Rebecca's mouth. Rebecca's body toppled backwards and dropped like a bag of rocks. Her body now lay unmoving on the training yard floor.

Arerto gasping for air, cautiously approached the downed red head and looked down seeing that Rebecca was ****. Her eyes were open and unseeing, her mouth partly open, her chest slowly rising and falling, and some of her feminine juices leaking from her pussy onto the ground. With Rebecca now clearly out of the fight Arerto slowly placed her left foot atop one of Rebecca's breasts, in a show of victory and dominance. The training mistress seeing Rebecca knocked out grabs Arerto's wrist and raises it up in the air. She loudly declares Arerto the winner of the match.

The whole yard cheers at the spectacular fight they just witnessed. Among the cheering audience no one was more louder than the curly haired warrioress. Who looked upon her victorious golden queen with sheer awe and jubilation.

Arerto cut quite the picture with her head held high, her golden locks blowing from the slight breeze. Her arm raised in victory and her slight panting drawing attention to her nice round breasts with erect pink nipples. Arerto's wet pussy dripping her juices onto the training yards ground, and lastly her small foot placed on her defeated opponents chest. Arerto turned her head towards and nods to the young warrioress who cheered her on. Said warrioress nodded in return a large smile on her beaming face. Arerto seeing this smiles back, unknowingly making the curly haired warrioress's heart flutter.

From the shadows a figure watched as Arerto basked in her victory, before quickly but quietly walking away from the training yard. The figure had hoped that Arerto would be defeated. So they could spread the story of the queen's loss to the nobles, stirring doubt in them about their new queen's strength.

"No matter there will be other opportunities to humiliate and **** my dear sister." The figure now stepping out of the shadows revealed to be princess Karleen thought to herself, a cruel smirk upon her luscious face. With a shiver of arousal, Karleen could feel beneath her dress, her nipples hardening and her pussy becoming a little wet as she thought about the many and various ways to bring low her elder sister. With a skip in her step she made her way back into the castle to get ready for the advisors meeting.