Resist the temptation...for now

Reminding yourself that it could be just your fevered imagination, you play it softly. Although the temptation is incredibly tantalizing, you'd hate for you to immediately get the reputation of being some kind of perverted monster the first day you leave the temple grounds.

"My strength will be on display enough during the competition" You say gently and warmly "As well as my skill"

"Oh, no. Not that" She said as she took a step closer, looking up at you. She speaks very quietly now, with a heavy and sultry voice "I meant your other strength." She grabs your orc cock through your pants, and starts to slowly stroke it "I want to see what this can do." Your eyes wander to see if anyone else is seeing this, but there's far too much activity at play. Even in your nervousness, you can feel it harden and grow immediately in response. Even through the fabric, having someone else's hand on your cock feels so much different than your own, and is an obvious improvement.

You make another look around. Nobody is paying attention to you, but there's still too many people "We'll get caught..." You say as you attempt to restrain yourself. You can only imagine the discipline you would face if you were found in a compromised state; balls deep in this strange but beautiful woman.

"I know how to keep quiet" She said in immediate response "Though I imagine you might make that hard for me. You'll be the only one to hear me..." She rises to the tips of her toes to moan softly in your ear, panting each time she strokes down on your cock as if fucking. Your eyes close at the sound and the sensation, proving to be nearly too much for you. The thing that pulls you back is in fact your weakness; you have no idea how this works.

"I haven't done this before" your retort is feeble, and predictably ineffective.

"Don't you worry about that, stud," She drops back onto her feet and pulls your cock out full, exposing it to the full air and stroking it. "I know what to do with virgins. I'll make sure this is an experience you never forget. Trust me, everything will feel like going down hill after I'm done with you." Your body begins to tense up, and with it, you begin to find your spine again.

"How about this?" You say as you swiftly yank her hand away, stuffing your engorged erection back where it belongs with the other "I win this tournament, and I show you all the strength that I have, and in exchange, you show me your flexibility" You find a brief moment of courage to reach into the low cleavage of her robes to grab one of her large tits. It's amazingly soft and warm, even better than you imagined they might be. Her look of surprise quickly melts away to pleasure, but she too is able to keep her senses.

"You drive a hard bargain, Karmal , but I accept, on one condition. In the likely event that you lose, your strength is mine."

"Fair, though I don't see the difference. This seems like a win win to me."

"The difference is whether you ever get to cum or not." She steps away with a smile and waves as she walks away "Best of luck to you. I'll see you on the dance floor, stud".

As she walks away, you see your master walk up to you. His arms crossed, a curious smile on his face, hidden behind his graying beard.

"That was well done Karmal. I don't know that I would have done better when I was your age. I don't know that I would have done better today, had she approached me first."

"Who in Ten Hells is she Grandmaster?"

"Ling is a member of the Swallow's Grace school. Very skilled combatants, both on their feet, and on their backs"

"You mean, there's more of them like that? Do they all act that way?"

Grandmaster nodded "That's their main discipline, if you catch my meaning. Many concubines and courtesans will train with them. Bordellos and other establishments will send promising girls there in order to defend themselves, and each other. Even the rumor that there's a Swallow in the building will keep the riff raff away, for fear that they could be killed mid orgasm." He patted your shoulder.

"You being able to keep a clarity of mind enough to say no is a testament to your discipline. It was almost certainly a trick of hers, somehow. Come, the ceremonies are soon to begin..."