Request Granted!

The Colosseum fell silent and the three gladiators along with Lara waited patiently for an answer as they held their heads high up, their eyes aimed at the huge luxury compartment where st. James resided.
Lara’s heart started beating faster and her breath getting heavier by the minute, the excitement and anticipation killing her slowly. St. James had his one hand in his left pocket while the other held a thick Cuban cigar between his middle and index finger. The very same hand that held the cigar also held a glass of martini as he took a sip from it. He put the glass down on the table and approached the microphone.

‘’Very well! Ladies and gentlemen, our friend Augustus will not join his brothers in the coming fight. Whatever his reasons are I am certain that they are just. But! Fear not, he shall fight whomever emerges victorious from this battle. Either way we will have a great battle before us. Let us proceed!’’ st. James announced motioning the fighters to begin as he lowered himself into his golden chair.

Lara swallowed the saliva to clear her dry throat as she readied her fists observing the two men before her closely. Argos as well as Marx gave her a smile and motioned her to launch the first attack, giving her the advantage of that and a head start, but Lara declined calling them out to come at her.

Argos accepted her proposal lunging at her with his elbow towards her, Lara swiftly dodged as her body twisted and sand moved beneath her feat, until she stopped to look at her opponent losing his balance. She quickly followed with a swift kick forward landing against Argos’s back making him lose his balance and fall to the ground.

At this point she sensed something behind her and not a moment later an arm came towards her but she dodged it as well. Grabbing Marx’s arm with her right arm and quickly resting her left hand against his torso as she pushed and flipped him over rather quickly.
They both came crashing down with Marx landing on his back as the dust flew up beneath him and Lara managing to roll away in time. He wasn’t a light man regardless of his rather slim figure but Lara simply took advantage of him losing his balance. A cough escaped his lips as he slowly got up.

By now Argos was back on his feet and yet again lunged at Lara putting all his weight into his bull rush. Lara noticed albeit a bit too late choosing to slide to dodge the attack, rather then roll away or do a back flip since she was pretty much near the Colosseum wall . This proved a smart move since not only did she manage to dodge his attack but also make him foolishly rush into the wall, hurting his shoulder in the process.

Lara let out a soft moan as the thought of her sliding down and his cock hanging right above her flashed before her mind. She could hardly control herself any more.

‘’Now how many times are you going to do that? It didn’t work the first time, now did it!?’’ Lara ask jokingly as Argos held his shoulder responding to her with a pained smile.

‘’She is right Argos, your actions seem rather rash. Perhaps we should have her wear something red perhaps? Maybe that would justify your behaviour. Marx said to Argos laughingly getting a similar response in return.

‘’I did not see you fare any better Marx, you landed on your back rather quickly’’ Argos responded somewhat mockingly.

Both men were cut of by Lara launching her fist towards Marx’s face ending up with him barely dodging the attack by moving bending slightly backwards, but Lara followed with a knee to his gut and immediately pushed him to the ground as he gasped for air.
Her knee pressed against his throat as Marx struggled to get free, with some difficulty he managed to push Lara off him having her lose her balance and trip back.
As she laid on her back with legs spread she could see both men equally rising slowly in length, swaying her arms back Lara rolled backwards and jumped back on her feet. If there was something she had an overabundance of then it sure had to be agility and stamina. Her athletic and slim figure along with her specialization in diverse fighting arts and acrobatics proved a welcome addition.

The audience cheered at their performance which gave all three of them a boost in confidence and renewed energy to continue the battle and turn it into something entertaining.
Augustus sat back and against the wall, patiently observing the three fighters and watching their every move with utmost detail, like Marx arching a bit back when he is about to strike or Lara twisting her hip a bit to the side when is about to knee someone. He observed their body language, memorizing their moves.
His cock touched the sands as it too had grown a bit from watching such a drop dead gorgeous woman like Lara bending over and spreading her legs on occasion.

Lara by now had dodged several blows and while seeming breathless at times, there was still a lot of fight inside her as she launched herself onto Argos and they both landed on the ground. Lara sitting on top of his chest, a view he seemed to enjoy quite a bit. Thoughts of his tongue working it’s magic between those thighs made his cock rock hard by now.

Lara swung at Argos’s face and a punch landed right on his cheek with saliva flying out of his mouth and another punch followed and another. While these did hurt him they were nothing he couldn’t shake off. However, she had landed on him in such a way that prevented him from getting up, so he relied on his comrade Marx to get her off him.
Although there was a bit of arousal at the thought of getting punched senseless by a wild naked woman while she was riding him. His eyes fell numerous times on her lower regions as her lips parted each time they pressed against his skin while she punched him. Her wetness became more obvious to him by the second.

Marx whom Lara had managed to kick a few moments back held his abdomen as he tried to get up, but pain was no stranger to him as it was something he learned to deal with over the years. He believed once you admit to pain that you’ve had already lost.

Lara felt herself being pulled backwards as Marx who had recovered from the blow she inflicted on him, grabbed her by her below her arms and pulled her of Argos. As Marx landed on his back so did Lara on top of him adding the finishing touch to his cock as it became rock hard by the touch of Lara’s buttocks against his exposed member.

Lara however hit her head back landing a blow on his forehead, making him release her immediately as she rolled off him and back onto her feet. She took this opportunity to deal a few more blows now that the two men were starting to get exhausted.
It was starting to get it’s toll on her as she felt sore all over but the rush of adrenalin within her kept her going as she landed a kick on to Marx’s ribs and a knee to Argo’s face as he tried to get up.

Marx was not without a fight yet as he grabbed his side and stood up laughing and asking Lara if that was all she had to give. Lara came at him playfully and grabbed his side clenching her fingers as he groaned in pain combined with pained laughter.

At that moment something surprised her from behind, Argos recovered sooner then she anticipated and had her in arm lock holding her against him as she was unable to move her upper half. His arms wrapped just above her soft full breasts.

‘’Huh! We have you now.’’ Marx cheered as he came up to her ever so confident that she would not be able to escape his comrade’s grasp.

Both Lara and Argos realized that his hard cock slid deep between the cheeks of her full peach shaped ass. Lara felt chills up and down her spine, but not the chills of being frightened, rather those of arousal. In a moment she had forgotten the time and lost herself in the moment, her hips slowly gyrating and her hips moving rhythmically as it seemed like she was riding his cock for a second.
She closed her eyes and bit her lips as soft moans escaped her lips each time.

Argos could barely believe it let alone think clearly in a moment such as this, as Lara pleasured herself on his cock. Dry humping or not it was a very pleasuring thing to be hotdogged with this woman’s perfect buns.

‘’Uuuuh...mmmmm...yes...put that fucking cock inside me.’’ Lara whispered really softly through the moans, unaware that she had said it out loud.

Argos groaned with pleasure wondering if he had imagined it, but feeling very tempted to take her up on that offer either way. His foreskin slid up and down his cock as Lara worked her magic on it, milking his cock with her ass. His nut sack touching against her wet pussy lips and his cock starting to twitch was beginning to make this almost unbearable.

Marx watched the whole ordeal flabbergasted as he couldn’t believe what was happening before his eyes. If someone told him about such an event having occurred, he would call them a liar and brush it off as wishful thinking. Yet he knew that his eyes couldn’t be deceiving him as he still very much felt the pain from before, he clearly wasn’t dreaming it.

Argo’s grip loosened quite a bit as Lara’s moans became more apparent. The audience watched in amazement and filled with anticipation to when the fight would resume and what the outcome would be. Some wishing for the men to take like and ravage her wet pussy on the sands and go at it like wild beasts, but out of fear of being laughed at by the others for their simple way of thinking, they decided to keep it to themselves.

As Argos released the grip in his arms after a drop of pre-cum escaped the tip of his cock. Lara reverted back to reality and used the same method she used on Marx, head butting him a few times until he completely released his grip on her and landing a few elbow blows to his gut.
He fell to the ground and Lara immediately took this chance to attack Marx which in return dodged her blow with ease but he seemed to have misjudged her in her intentions as he soon found himself in an arm lock flying face first into the sands as he got a mouthful of it.

He couldn’t move and Lara’s grip was getting tighter by the second, resulting in immense pain crawling through his shoulder as she was about to break his arm. He looked towards his brother in arms hoping for a bit of help, but Argos seemed out of commission as well, barely trying to get up.

‘’I yield, I yield!’’ Marx shouted with pained look on his face.

Lara released her grip and got off him as his arm fell to the ground and he tried to catch a breath with a teary look in his eyes.

‘’Seems like I've got you instead,not bad for a beginner huh!? Now get your cute ass up, would hate to see that delicious cock get bruised.’’ Lara said playfully as she gently slapped on his ass cheeks while pushing herself gently off him, realizing that she just said it out loud and starting to feel warm inside.

She quickly reverted her attention back to Argos who was about to get up. Lara swiftly managed to overpower him locking him between her legs as they wrapped around his neck. The air slowly left his lungs as he collapsed and his body got limp as he laid there out cold.

Lara emerged victorious as she raised her arms above her head shouting loudly in celebration of her victory as both of her opponents were passed out. She couldn’t believe she actually won, bending over with her hands on her knees she gasped for breath and laughed in joy.

That is until she looked at Augustus who gave her a friendly smile and a look of approval of her skills as a warrior.

‘’Oh bloody hell, I forgot about him’’ She thought to herself sweating all over trying to catch her breath.

Augustus slowly stood up walking towards her with a half hard cock jumping up and down between his legs, the crowd went wild as they awaited the continuation of this spectacle…