You are quite sore.

A short while later you stood outside of Mistress Verda's quarters once more. You were quite tired, and you were quickly becoming sore all over. This had been your most physical match to date, but even though you won, you felt as though you had been put through the ringer.

Brixa was once more attatched to your arm as if she would fly away from the earth if she let go. She smiled sympathetically at you as you both waited to be allowed entry. Finally, the erotically decorated doors opened, and Luca the lucario beckoned you inside.

Your mistress was once more seated in that ornate throne like seat of her's, and she positively beamed as you entered. "My champion!" She exclaimed rising and clapping her hands. "You have made me the happiest pokemon in the world today. Everyone in the world will be talking about us, our name will be on everyone's lips! The first human to defeat a gyarados in arena history! And by domination no less!"

"All to please my mistress." You said with a small bow, wincing slightly as you did so.

"Oh pish posh, don't stand on formality." Verda said approaching you, her eyes shot briefly down to your flaccid cock, still coated in your own cum and copious amounts of Arya's ejaculate. "You have out preformed every competitor in the arena. You stole the show! Your time in the arena is about to change. I can guarrantee after today you will never again be in the opening matches. You just elevated yourself to main event status. Of this I have no doubts."

"What does this mean for us mistress?"

"Well for one, it means you'll be facing a different calibur of opponents. And the payout for your matches will be much, much higher. And while your winnings are mine to collect, it does mean I can afford to be quite a bit more generous with gifts and luxuries. Maybe an upgrade in living quarters is in order?"

Verda turned to Luca then. "Luca, see if any higher end apartments are available in the complex. It wouldn't do to have such a high profile star relegated to the below ground floors the way you have been. Maybe something closer to my quarters." Verda shot you a sly glance and briefly licked her lips, too briefly for Luca and Brixa to notice, but you certainly did. "And of course, I will see to it that you are... suitably rewarded for your preformance today." The gardevoir raised her eyebrows as she said this. And a shudder of anticipation shot through you.

"And as I'm sure that match took a toll on you. I'm offering you the services of Luca herself tonight. She is well skilled in the art of massage and she should be able to relieve your pain and discomfort. I'll need you in top form for your next match. And don't forget, you'll be choosing your opponent once more as well. A privelage for your impressive victory."

You bowed once more to your mistress, thankful that today had worked out so well. It had the potential to be disasterous, but by some stroke of fate your luck just didn't seem to run out.