proper defeat

“Ugh…”

It was a complete reversal of fortunes.

Whoever doubted Nikkou’s claim that her blade did additional damage against Dark Lords would now eat their words.

Of course that first thrust was the very definition of a critical hit too. The fact that Ithere could still hold her weapon was nothing but impressive.

But holding her blade was just about the only thing she still could do.

“What is thee matter, o’ Lord of Slugs? Weren’t thou gloating about thy strength? Show mine thine beauty.”

And Nikkou was enjoying every second of this. Using the reason(excuse) that we needed her to surrender we didn’t inflict any more crippling blows on our opponent. Rather we **** her to expend her last bit of stamina and magic to defend herself.

I felt almost bad for her.

She did fight on valiantly but after a few more minutes, the Lord of Shadows, Dark Lord Ithere was brought to her knees.

“I-Impossible…”, the Dark Lord muttered in disbelief “N-Not once but twice...am I to be defeated by humans TWICE?”

“Hold, oh battle maiden”, Nikkou cautioned. “Any more and thee pathetic slug will perish.”

“Right”, I agreed that it was about time to bring this ugly affair to a close. “Uh...look Ithere, I really don’t have any quarrels with you…”

“Silence, foul abomination!”, Ithere spat at me with a hateful glare but this time I made sure to avoid my gaze. “Do not presume you have beaten me...I will…”

Four beams of light emerged from Nikkou, they converged on Ithere’s hand and feet, pinning her to the ground like stakes. The Dark Lord let out a pitiful scream.

Oh. That’s handy.

Should I do the sexy striptease now? But I don’t really have any clothes to sexy strip out of. I suppose I could just do it the old fashioned way but...

“Leave this to mine, oh battle maiden.”

Then Nikkou started glowing even more then usual. The blade soon vanished from my hands and in place of it, stood a beautiful, naked, woman.

For a moment, all I did was stare at this new person.

“YOU CAN DO THIS?”

Nikkou nodded. “I can change forms at will. But a blade is mine preferred form. I loathe thee limitations of mine flesh.”

YEAH, SURE OK.

“With that said…” Nikkou glared at the defeated, bound Dark Lord squirming on the ground. “Under certain circumstances, mine arth willing to make an exception.”

“N-Nikkou...” Ithere cursed and struggled but was utterly incapable of removing the stakes of light.

Meanwhile, slowly and deliberately, Nikkou sauntered towards the defeated Dark Lord.

“’tis mine power”, Nikkou calmly stated as she let herself down on top of her former uhh...lover? “Chaos arth its namesake. Like raging fire. Escude, ‘tis a tempest. Becoming e’er stronger. I prefer a more gentle approach. Thee power of chains.”

Nothing about these flesh searing stakes of light feels gentle.

“Unhand me, you harlot!” Ithere demanded and then howled in pain as Nikkou slammed her feet into the Dark Lord’s crotch wound.

I winced and experienced a decent amount of second hand pain.

“Slug…” Nikkou spoke slowly, glaring down at her defeated opponent. “Surrender to mine.”

“Never!”, Ithere spat back and was rewarded with more feet grinding.

Then however, the sword turned maiden slowly lowered herself and began fondling the boobs of her captive.

The sudden shift from pain to pleasure, clearly came as a surprise as Ithere let out a perplexed and almost cute gasp.

“Thee sensitivity hither was e'er most tremendous, e’en as male”, Nikkou mused calmly. “Thou arth to attempt to not climax immediately, will thou?”

“You…”, Ithere returned to a defiant growl. Her red face somehow turned even redder as she get toyed with. “I will not…” Another loud moan followed.

While still playing around with her breasts, Nikkou’s foot continued to apply pressure to Ithere’s crotch. This should not feel good at all and yet face of the Dark Lord continuously shifted between pain and pleasure.

“And here thou arth most sensitive as well. I believe thou never lasted more then minutes o’ five. Thou lowly endurance was most vexing.”

“S-Silence!”, Ithere’s pale face had now started to gain more color. She surprisingly looked more angry and embarrassed then anything.

“Arth thou ashamed? Thou should be.”, Nikkou mused. “Forsooth thy tongue were thine only useful tool.”

“I am not ashamed! And I can last longer then five minutes!”

“We arth to find out.” Finally removing her foot, Nikkou let herself down completely, straddling the Dark Lord outright. She then started to move back and forth, rubbing their crotches against each other.

Ithere first responded to this new sensation with a pained hiss but after a while appeared to reciprocate the action.

…

Deciding that staring would be somewhat improper I let my gaze wander through the arena. Oh, it seems Ben was freed from his latex prison.

“Uh...Ben?”

“Huh? Whu? Yah?”

He still seemed rather out of it. Poor guy. Actually nah, he had it coming.

“Shouldn’t you disqualify Ithere for attacking you?”

“DON’T THOU DARE!”

Eep.

Nikkou continued to ride her victim, rather vigorously I might add. “I shall make thee wretched slug mine. Thou arth not to interfere.”

All Ben, myself and the rest of the audience was allowed to do was stare at this impromptu sex fest.

They were both getting really into it as well.

“What would happen if my sword...uh I mean Nikkou. If Nikkou were to climax?”, I asked Ben.

“Oh!”, Ben gasped. “umm..ahh..nothing. Only the ejaculation of the..the combatants themselves is of any relevance.”

I see. Phew.

“What arth thou insinuating, oh battle maiden? That thee miserable excuse for a male ‘fore mine would have nary an inkling o’ chance bringing mine to satisfaction? That arth as probable as Ho-raga refusing an adolescent and handsome ‘prentice.”

Right. You sure are looking rather aroused yourself now though. Despite Nikkou’s usual rather calm demeanor she seems to have somewhat of a dominant streak that was on full display here.

But while Nikkou was slightly worked up, it was nowhere on the same level as Ithere. The Lord of Shadows was a blubbering stuttering mess. At this point, barely even able to make coherent sounds as her hips were moving on their own. I kinda feel bad for the guy..uh..girl.

“But of course calling thee a male is in itself was e’er quite overstated, wouldn’t thou say?”, Nikkou stared down at Ithere with pure disgust. “’twas an Upy ‘fore it turned into a fiend. Verily, mine affection ‘wards ye wretched slug must hath been thee product of immense inebriation.”

Nikkou increased her tempo once more and Ithere moaned louder, now incapable of even showing a token amount of resistance.

“What is thine matter, oh Lord of Slugs?”, Nikkou teased. “Arth thou at thine limit already? Arth thou that eager to become mine plaything? To be used and abused ‘til the end o’ all creation?”

There was not even an attempt at a response. Ithere gasped and convulsed. She was drooling now and her eyes had rolled back. Nikkou did not care about that in the slightest and simply continued her ****.

“Pitiful slug. Thou arth WEAK. Thou arth WRETCHED. And thou arth MINE!”

Each word appeared to send another spike of pleasure through Ithere’s body.

“Cum for mine, thou pathetic slut o’ a slug!”, Nikkou finally demanded.

And Ithere did. Screaming her lungs out, her entire body seemed to gleam golden as the pleasure overtook every aspect of her brain.

Nikkou did too for that matter. Thankfully she made sure to do it after her opponent.

Letting out a deep breath, I let myself fall to the ground. Suddenly feeling very exhausted. And horny.

Ben needed a moment to collect himself too.

“Ehem! Dark Lord...uh...Ithere! Dark Lord Ithere has just climaxed. That means the winner of this match and the overall champion of the 129th Rasheul Great **** Tournament issssssssssss…”

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“THE BATTLE MAIDEN MARIIIIIIII BEEEEEEEEEETAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”