Sword Skills

Both fighters were very proficient. Gerwald had the advantage of a long reach and his weapon was large and impressive, but Alexa was fast and very agile. She landed the first decisive blow and the combat paused while Negana’s champion unclipped the leather plates covering his left arm. Emily watched his muscles tense as the fight continued, transfixed by his huge biceps.

She almost cheered herself when he lost the next point, baring his other arm. She glanced at Denaasi who smiled and raised her eyebrows.

Gerwald was lucky with the next point, he dodged a swipe from Alexa and she lost her balance, receiving a blow to the back. She unclipped and removed her shoulder armour. Almost immediately she hit Gerwald again, and he lost his shoulder plates. Emily wondered what he was wearing under his black tunic, hoping this was the next item he would lose.

The next point was more fierce. Gerwald seemed to be able to predict Alexa’s attacks, but she was too fast for him to hit. Then he did land a heavy blow to her leg, knocking her to the floor. He took the time to check that she was okay, which was nice of him, before she stood and removed the armour from her other arm.

Emily had to admit that she was disappointed when Alexa lost the next round. The crowd cheered when she pulled off her breastplate, dropping it to the floor. Beneath it she wore what looked like a black sports bra with strips of heavy cloth attached, covering her midriff and lower back. Her breasts were fairly small, Emily noted. Without the armour which made her look quite formidable, she was actually quite slim with narrow hips and slender shoulders. Now she looked like David to Gerwald’s Goliath.

Whether she found renewed determination, or the loss of her armour allowed her more freedom to move Emily could not tell, but the next round saw Alexa even more nimble than before. Gerwald hardly managed to swing his sword before he was hit hard in the chest. He dropped his sword for a moment while he peeled off his tunic. Emily gasped at the sight of his naked torso – his muscles were fucking enormous! Sweat glistened on his chest and impressive six-pack, and his shoulders were wide and powerful.

Emily wondered how far this competition would go. Maybe Gerwald would be stripped naked, made to walk around in front of the crowd, and he wouldn’t be allowed to cover himself up. Perhaps she would have to punish him for losing? She felt a flush of embarrassment and disappointment in herself for thinking these things; she knew better than anybody how terrible and awful it was to be naked and humiliated in public, she couldn’t wish this on somebody else! How would she feel if she were out there, with all these people hoping she would lose her clothes? If they were imagining her stripped and exposed to them, with all her bits on show? But she wasn’t out there, Gerwald was, and he had no reason to be embarrassed about his body. He was beautiful, he should be proud to show himself to her. Maybe, she thought, this Negana character was getting to her. She realised that whatever internal conflict was going on, she did really want to see him stripped naked, exposed in front of her, penitent and begging her to punish him for failing her.

Just one more point and he would lose, she realised. She licked her lips as the two warriors crossed swords one more time. Alexa lunged at him, but Gerwald dodged and pushed her back. He swung for her but she ducked his sword easily, rolling forward and swiping at his legs. She had no control, however, and to Emily’s immense disappointment, her champion landed the final blow.