Losing to Lae'zel

As you lay silently in the dark, gripped tightly from behind by Lae'zel as she slept you couldn't help but wonder how it had come to this. The awakening itself was shocking enough - the crash, the parasite... in the face of so much danger, who would have thought it would ultimately be another survivor who posed your greatest threat.

It was not that hard to see how the spark of romance was ignited between you and the Githyanki warrior. As a human male you were clearly compatible on a physical level, and as a skilled fighter, battling day after day, side by side, sometimes back to back it quickly became clear that the pair of you shared plenty in common. In fact in the face of so much adversity, so much violent struggle, perhaps it was inevitable that curiousity would eventually follow. That tension would bubble up in each of you until it overflowed into fully-fledged lust. That night in camp as the others slept had been wonderful, magical but also... terrifying. Never before had you experienced love making so intense. So intimate and passionate. Never before had you experienced a lover so... demanding.

Looking back to that night the signs were there. Lae'zel had welcomed your embrace, certainly. She had laid back and allowed you to mount her, urging you on to take her, to claim her as a victory like a true warrior. But in hindsight it was obvious she was only playing at the role of the conquered. She had only truly come alive when the tables were turned - when you were on your back and she rode you to her climax, bucking and grinding upon your straining erection as she used your body for her pleasure, her clawed nails digging into your flesh as she growled out her orgasm.

The memory brought with it an involuntary shudder, your pelvis still aching from that night and all the nights that followed. It was awkward at first, the tension between you two. Lae'zel's arrogance towards you faded ever so slightly, becoming something more akin to flirting than aggression and yet, each night when you found each other's embrace it felt as if you were losing more and more territory in the battle for dominance. She was challenging you, even then. Subtle as it might have been, even your companions noticed the change, Lae'zel's designs upon you clear to all, except perhaps you.

Deep down you knew it was coming but still the Gith's ultimatum was a shock. Defeat her in battle to prove your worth. Even with your limited knowledge of Githyanki culture this was not surprising and yet, hearing the words spill from your companion's lips - your lover's lips, was hard to take. Softened by Lae'zel's sweet declaration of love for you, her demand for **** was confusing, conflicting and yet you could see, necessary. For her to truly accept you, a mere human, as her equal, it only made sense that you should have to earn the right.

The duel itself was over quickly, almost embarrassingly so. Both unarmoured there was an unspoken pact not to attack with true ****, not to aim with sharp edge and yet, Lae'zel's ferocity took you by surprise. A fast feint followed by a clanging blow with the flat of her longsword across the side of your head sent you staggering. With barely enough time to regain your composure she was at you again, battering your ribs to the left, then the right, before sweeping your legs and sending you tumbling to the floor. In an instant she was upon you, mounted on your hips, her forearm pressed against your throat. To your shame you felt your cock begin to harden as she panted in your face, a wicked grin forming across her lips as she felt your manhood grow against her.

What followed was forever etched into your memory - Lae'zel's terrifying beauty leering down at you like a cat toying with a mouse, her teeth glinting in the moonlight as she spoke.

"So we have the truth of it, human..." she hissed, her eyes sparkling gleefully in victory. "Not worthy, not as my equal... far from it."

She let the words hang as your heartbeat quickened, your cock throbbing along in time as a strange combination of fear, humiliation and arousal coursed through you.

"But all is not lost, pet. We may not be equals but you can still be mine. I can see you want it. Feel it..." she leaned in and licked a bead of sweat from your neck. "Taste it."

Lae'zel flashed her teeth in another wicked grin as she grinded her hips ever so slightly, sending a jolt of pleasure through your body and causing you to gasp. Words failed you as you looked into the Gith's eyes, any hint of warmth or sweetness gone, replaced by the ominous glare of a predator. You shuddered beneath her, completely at her mercy in this moment.

Lae'zel spoke once more, this time her voice soft, almost sensual. "We belong together, of that there is no denying, but you must accept your place. Your place is here, beneath me. My pet. My ****. It is already so but still, you must say the words." she leaned in and nibbled at your ear. "I am yours... say the words..." she whispered, sending another shiver through you. "Say the words and accept your place at my feet!"

The memory of what happened next still made your cheeks flush. Trapped in her clutches the compulsion to submit was overwhelming. What chance did you have against such a powerful warrior from a race of conquerors? Why even fight the inevitable? Why fight the truth?

The words only just left your lips before your cock exploded inside your breeches, an earth shattering climax to punctuate your capitulation. "I am yours." you almost sobbed before letting out a low moan of pleasure.

Lae'zel squeezed you between her thighs, relishing your submission as she watched your internal struggle, your pathetic orgasm clouding your mind as shame and humiliation washed over you.

"Good pet." she whispered soothingly as the last throbs of your climax ebbed away. "From now on you will call me Zhak vo'n'ash duj - source of my bruises... you will learn why soon enough." She rose to her feet and brushed herself off.

"Now go and get yourself cleaned up, tend to those wounds." Lae'zel ordered. "Hurry now! You've work to do."