surrender

“I give up.” You mumble against her body, but your words are made inaudible. She climbs off you anyway, simply straddling your waist.

“Girls, come here.” She calls to her servants. Both of them stroll over, sitting next to you on the floor.

“I will give you a chance, as I am not merciless. You will have your chance at escaping. You will fight in the sandpits, a show for women only. And you can fight any woman you pick, but no weapons, and no clothes.” She grins devilishly, leaning closer to you with her right hand on your chest.

“Whom will you pick?”