Meet Your new mistress!

“Come on Drax! I thought you were better than this!” The red haired women taunted, an amusing smile on her lips as she dodged yet another slash of the orcs wooden sword. Drax swung again at the rather flexible women, earning another miss on his part.

“Heh... Selena I’m just getting started!” True to his word, the orc began to aggressively press on with his sword, his prodigious sword cleaved through the air as he swung with all of his might. Sadly (For him), this proved to be his mistake. In a quick flash Selena's whip flew out, wrapping itself around the Orc’s sword mid swing. With a hard pull, Selena tore the sword from Drax’s grasp, and gracefully caught it in her free hand.

“Eh he… can’t we just talk this out?” The Orc questioned, fear rising in his throat. But before he could ponder his next move, the whip wrapped itself around his neck as he was pulled to the floor; directly in front of the leather clad beauty. Her one eye peering down at him with utter disgust.

“Remember this, because the next time you touch me” a menacing smile became present on her lips and a dangerous glint entered her eye as she spoke, “I. Will. Kill. You!” And with that she left the hulking Orc gasping for air as he wallowed on the dirt floor. You could only stare in shock…. (and maybe a little fear… just a little) as Selena finally noticed you, a predatory grin on her supple lips as she made her way towards you. Her hips swaying ever so slightly, causing the princess to somewhat shift in annoyance, but as it seemed Selena only had her eyes (One eye really, her other being lock away within an eye patch) locked on you.

“Mhhm” she moaned as she neared you, “So this is the famous Iron Bear?” her pink tongue licked her lips as she spoke “What a fine specimen.” She whispered in a husk tone as her finger traced itself along your chest, drawing seductive circles.

“Selena!” the princess huffed in annoyance (and perhaps a little jealousy?) “My father requests that you train the new gladiator” Celia said as her golden cheeks flushed slightly.

“Heh, I’ll gladly train him” Selena said as she pressed her leather bound chest into your iron like body. “You! Dogs!” She yelled, seemingly losing her seductive smile as she glared at your guards “Release the prisoner.”

The head guards stammered in fear as he spoke, “But ma’am he migh-“

The guard was cut off as Selena's one eyed glare intensified, “Now.” As chains quickly dropped from your form you flexed your arms a moment as the guards slowly backed away; spears raised. You slowly rolled your neck a moment before “Gack!” Your arm shot up in a second, grabbing the neck of the one eyed mistress and raising her off the ground. You leered at her with anger as you brought her face to face with you.

Before the guards could react to your quick action, you felt something sharp prick your arm.

“Good night” Selena whispered as your arm fell slack, much like the rest of your body. As the poison ran through your veins you fell to the ground, your eyelids growing heavy. The last thing you saw before passing put was Selena once again standing triumphantly.