Gladiator

The honest and direct pursuit of gold and glory appealed to certain parts of Thyra’s nature, and she made her way to the Arena.
Well there, she was soon greeted by a slimy-looking little man, who laughed nervously and looked at Thyra’s concealed by heaving bosom from the corner of his eye.
“Ah, so you so seek to become a gladiator then!? Good!” The man said, and continued, assuming rightly that Thyra was interested in just that.
“But you lack weapons and armour eh? Don’t worry about that, we arrange unarmed combat almost each and every day, and it’s a good place to start. On the other hand, I can always supply you with weapons and other things. For a price, of course.” The man’s eyes got a very naughty look as he said the last part, and rubbed his hands together.
Thyra could see the large bulge in his pants.