The Queendom of Libidine
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Where the Queens of Lust rule~
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Bholdora: I was just traveling around the outskirts of the palace no matter how comfortable and cozy Lady Melascula’s castle is. Even when I could mix well with the civilization and the people I was still an orcess. I enjoyed to live and explore the wild and in this realm, even when I was certain I could wander in areas way more dangerous than the mortal realm, I just couldn’t resist the curiosity in explore them. However, I’ve seen something rather unusual on the grass next to a forest. I could see several footprints... Some of them being human-like as if they’re feet of women, but most of them were monstrous foot prints not sure what they are in truth but I knew they belonged to powerful and more physically imposing creatures. I knew something was wrong there and I decided to venture deep in the forest were those tracks leaded to. The forest itself was quite deep and I had to take care about where I was steeping on, because if those kidnappers are at least smart, the would set up some traps and my assumptions where right. I could find a wire hidden among the foliage and following it it lead to a massive spear-like trunk above me ready to impale the poor creature who would activate it. I frown and I managed to disarm the trap and lower the speared trunk as silently as possible. In case someone else decides to visit this place, at least they’ll know about where to follow judging on how the trap was positioned. 1/2
Bholdora: Some moments later I finally reach my destination. The foot prints lead me to a small cave, and guarding the entrance I could see some of those kidnappers. They where imps, male creatures that needed a female of another species to reproduce I could read about them on the Palace’s Library. They were strong. But not that strong for me or not all that tall. Going at full charge would alert the others who might be inside, and carrying my weapon would make them overly aggressive... So I had to approach them in another way... I hide behind a large tree and I strip my clothes, stifling a growl as I start to stroke myself good enough for my womanhood to get wet enough in arousal... When I felt it was good enough I stand up and I strut directly towards the entrance just hoping my plan would work.... And apparently it did work. The imps, probably too horny to think straight, drops their guard and with a lecherous grin they rushes at me, dropping their weapons... The musk coming from my womanhood is said to hold the scent of five fertile women and this scent is so strong that most non-orcish males who sniffs it feels an urge to try to take me or at the very least, get so bothered they can’t simply act in their right mind. And it worked on them.... The first one tried to pin me against the tree and I promptly grab at his head and give it a sharp twist killing him. The second didn’t had even time to react properly and I grabbed at his head before bashing it down on a rock nearby. With the quick work done, it’s time to venture deep in the cave. There’s no turning back now. If I return, probably they’ll find out and escape, heading for somewhere else to hide. If I advance, I might get killed or serve as a breeder until I can’t take it anymore. But if I survive, at least those women can be saved... I take a deep breath at the cave entrance, still nude, and venture deep. 2/2
KOdboxerbabe: It has been only a few short months since I was appointed as Honorary Royal Guard. I was certainly shocked, and of course, honored to be given such an appointment, but above all, I was humbled. It was most certainly unexpected, and I would have been a fool to not take the Queens up on the offer. I have taken a vow to defend the Queens, my fellow Royal Guards who I regard as sisters, as well as the realm of Libidine and its people within. Many people think I'm crazy for taking such a position. Me, a mere human in a world comprised of demons, succubi, orc, dragons and many other mythical and mystical beings. How can a human woman defend a realm with so many dangers lurking around every corner? Well, the answer to that question lies deep within me. A side of me most never see, a side that most don't want to see. One day, I'm doing a random patrol around the outside perimeter of the palace. I diligently check around the wood lines, around the palace itself and listen for anything out of the ordinary. Venturing out further, just so I don't miss anything, I happen across footprints. They are definitely human. Women, size 6 shoe, if I hazard a guess, but I also notice some other footprints, strange in shape. Following the trail, the women's footprints seem to be quite close together, as if they were walking slowly, as well as seeing deep indentations in the dirt. Heels..they were pulled along at different points, even dragged along, seeing steady trails of blades of grass laying down in a specific direction of travel. Continuing to follow the tracks, I happen upon the forest. I have heard about how deep this forest goes, but have not been inside it myself. I tentatively approach, taking a long look at the tall trees blowing in the wind...a "sea of trees", as it has been known to be called when the wind blows through the treetops just right. I keep my wits about me, keeping an eye out for anything suspicious when I happen upon a third set of footprints
KOdboxerbabe: This new set of footprints is unknown to me. Looking around and moving further in at a slow, deliberate pace, I come across what looks to be some sort of trap that has been set off. A spear made out of tree trunk, the pointed end facing downwards. It looks like no harm was done though, seeing the wood still unstained and clean, though I hate to think what it would look like if some unsuspecting traveler set it off. Probably looks like something Vlad Tepes would do. Off in the distance, I see what looks like a...cave?? Has it always been there or has it appeared recently? I ask myself, moving towards it while creeping along. I keep my wits about me, venturing into the cave. The air is thick, and there's a pungent smell of...blood?? and...something else entirely. What happened here? I look at the corpses of what look like imps. Strong creatures but they have certainly faced something much stronger. I step around the pool of blood of one of them, seeing a jagged rock nearby with blood spatter. I then look to my left and see another imp with his head and neck at a strange angle. Wondering what dangers may face me, I head further into the cave, still concerned about the women that have possibly been kidnapped and enslaved, while still following that other smell activating my olfactory sensors.
Bholdora: As you started to venture deeper in the cave, those smells hit your nostrils harder. Blood, sweat, and a strong and pleasant scent that could make most humans feel in deep heat. You can see thanks to the poorly lit torches stuck in the rock walls, several bodies of imps with the most gruesome marks of violence. Cranium bashed on the wall, arms broken, jaws dislocated, neck bites, weapons impaled on their chests, more likely their own weapons used against them, the causa mortis of those imps are just as varied as brutal as well. But also you can notice how there was a row of death, leading to believe those imps ran straight to the woman you’re about to meet soon, instead of being attacked, as you keep traversing the narrow corridor leading downwards , and the smell of blood becomes stronger as well as that definitively feminine scent. The large room after the corridor gives you this assumption. It seemed most of those imps left their places in order to deal with me because they’re being invaded or they’re too driven by lust as if that scent attracted them to me. You could see from there two passage ways one of them had hurried foot prints running out form there while the other, you could see more imp corpses brutally killed. With bare hands mostly. When you take the course of the corpses, you could hear from afar growls, grunts and an agonized scream followed by the sickening sound of wet broken bones before you hear something like a cranium being bashed against the wall followed by my feminine and angry roar along with the sound of my fist slamming on someone’s gut, a gurgling male sound is heard and the next was a loud SNAP before a ‘thud’ is heard. And my heavy footsteps travels forward giving you the most recent killing I left on my way. Being a royal guard, maybe this scene would leave you intrigued on how someone on their own is dealing with an ENTIRE group of imps and the more you travel down, more you reach to your destination.
Bholdora: Now there wasn’t only the sounds of fights but also you can hear women screaming in panic, mixed with crying and some of them cheering me for killing them while in tears. “Kill those bastards!”, “Careful!”, “End this now!”, “I want to go home!”, “Lilith! Why I am feeling so…!” a myriad of pleads, encouragement, rage and desperation coming from several female voices. My scent even more stronger than now, slamming hard your nostrils while you heard two distinct male voices snarling and growling followed by a heavy blow, a wooden club slammed and breaking across my back judging by my pained groan and roar of rage, I was SO FUCKING PISSED NOW not because of the heavy strike I suffered but also at the whole scene you’re going to witness soon enough. I scream in deep and pure hatred at them, killing the first one as I shove the splint of the club deep on his gut, trespassing it before I deal with the second one, bashing my knee on his groin before you hear my growling and them CRACK! An agonizing scream of the imp, as I broke his back before you hear the sound of his body slamming down in the ground but this won’t stops here… NOT WHEN YOU KNOW WHAT THEY DID TO THOSE WOMEN. You can hear several stomping sounds, bare foot slamming someone’s face… and again, and again, and AGAIN, AND FUCKING AGAIN!!!. Until you hear something crushing mixing the sound of bones being broken with the squish sounds of viscera. Then all went silent, save for the cries of those women and while you was about to reach the last room, I let go a loud and triumphant roar resonating through the whole cave before you hear my deep breathes… Not the most appropriate thing to do but after what I did?! I JUST NEEDED TO UNLEASH MY SATISFACTION IN KILLING THOSE BASTARDS.
Bholdora: You finally reach the room and the scene might just revolt you as well. It wasn’t only a prison but a breeding ground, You can see the women there, humanoids, dark elves, one or another monster girl, all of them nude, some of them with visible wounds on their necks, breasts and buttocks, others in clear state of shock, have been ‘used’ by them. And in the middle of this room standing on my feet and breathing hard, you finally see me. An orcess, muscular, tall, strong, nude, and certainly the owner of that distinctive and strong feminine scent you felt earlier. Your foot steps makes me turn around with a growl, believing you was one of them but instead in see another horny imp, I see you, a human, a small female human venturing in this hideout. But unlike them, you’re unharmed. And unlike them you weren’t an ordinary woman too. I could see your muscles, I could see you can be a dangerous woman to fight with, specially when I see Melascula’s Royal Guard Crest on your attire. No… Despite your appearance you’re far from being a normal human. In fact, I don’t believe you’re truly human at all. Because no human would venture in those forest and head out alive. I grin at you once I recognize you’re not one of them, or my enemy, maybe my possible rival depending on how things goes between us from now and them because being a Royal Guard only means you’re strong. Stronger than a normal human. And the thought of fighting you, not only excites me but would be a great honor to face one of Lady Melascula’s hand picked women. “You’re late…”, I growl in a jest, not really the most appropriate moment to jest around before I take care of the women here. “This was a breeding ground for those imps. I’m glad you came here as well.” I say while I wrap one of those women with a dirty cover. It was all that I could get for them.
KOdboxerbabe: The scent of blood, sweat and the wonderful scent of pheromones fill my nostrils. I'm excited to see what I'll find, though a bit scared as well. This cave is pretty damn big on the inside, I don't even know how far I've walked into it, nor do I know how much further I have to go, but as I follow the dimly lit torches, I see more and more bodies piled up and pools of blood. Grotesque violence has surely been put on display as I see bodies of imps with numerous broken bones. *These imps must have either been laying in wait and tried to attack the intruder, whoever or whatever it might have been. There's bodies in horrible positions. Whatever did this is definitely not one to trifle with*. I think to myself as I head even further into the cave, still tentatively. Walking down other corridors, my eyes laying upon even more corpses. *How many imps were in here? how deep does this cave go?*. I walk around the corpses, not wanting to step on the blood soaked grounds, when I faintly hear something. Breathing? a growl? I know that I need to find out what.
KOdboxerbabe: Still following the faint sounds, they echo through the cave. Screams. screams and the distinct SNAP of bones resonate through the current area of the cave that I'm in, though I have no clue what else I'm going to find. I reach another large room, and the scene is starting to paint a nice picture, a gruesome picture of what's happening here. The imps are being slaughtered for a reason and what that reason is, I have a feeling I'm going to find out soon enough. I happen to notice fresh footprints leading onward, thinking whoever is doing this, is on a mission so to speak. The way they're spaced, the number of footprints, leads me to believe someone is running through here, a purpose. Continuing on, what sounds like fighting and yelling can be heard a bit more clearly. Screams of...panic, anger? and crying?...all female, but the more pungent smell of pheromones makes me follow my nose and my ears pick up male voices. I slow down my pace, looking around me, but while I make my way further in, the sounds of bones breaking into pieces fills my ears as do the THUD of bodies falling to the ground. I close my eyes and breathe in deep for a moment then quicken my pace. *I have to get there. I have to know what's happening, I have to find out about those women whose voices I heard*. The sounds are getting louder, all of them, from the CRACKS and SNAPS, to what sounds like heads being stomped on. If ANYONE ELSE was in here, they would've ran back out, fearful of whatever lies in this darkness, but not me, I have a duty to investigate and I will do my duty. After a few short moments, silence, aside from cries and constant sobs, but then..a roar?! and heavy breathing? I know I didn't imagine that.
KOdboxerbabe: GOD DAMN, does this cave have a way out?. I say to myself, huffing angrily because it seems like I've been walking for ours, though it may have actually been 10-15 minutes at most, but with the forks and how many corpses of imps I've passed by, I'm surprised I haven't hit a dead end yet, but now having said that, watch it happen. I see some light peeking through some cracks in the walls as I come upon a large room, circular, though not perfectly. My eyes widen and I my stomach nearly flips as I look around, and to no surprise more dead imps, but that's not what catches my eye. I see a number of women of a few different races. Humans, Dark Elves and a couple of monster type girls, nude with many scratches and cuts all over their bodies. Thighs, breasts, buttocks, necks and not only are they all in a state of shock, I see an orc woman standing in the middle of the room, standing tall and a bit murderous, but after what I saw on the way down here, I understand. But that other smell, the pheromones has been coming from...you...it has to. It's very strong and the sounds of my feet against the sand and gravel cause you to turn around. Now compared to you, I'm probably small, but I stand firm as you look me over. Surprised? Thankful? Indifferent? I have no idea, but on my top, you see the crest of the Royal Guard and I have to imagine you've seen the other two, my sisters in arms, so you know that I'm not only in good company, but more than capable of handling myself because Madam Melascula wouldn't have chosen me if she didn't see something in me. I keep my eyes locked on you just in case I need to defend myself. You speak with an air of annoyance? joking? though this situation is hardly funny at all, but I figure I might as well go with it. "Better late than never"...I say with a smirk, while getting a good look at you..."Though I missed all of the fun, I seem to have stumbled upon something I didn't expect, that's for sure"...
KOdboxerbabe: I say softly, while I keep a close watch on you and I place my coat around one of the women. "I certainly hadn't thought I'd be face to face with an orc, but from stories I've heard, you don't seem too bad, friendly almost, but now is not the time for joking around. We need to get these women out of here".
Bholdora: The fact my womanly scent didn't made you hot and bothered (at least for now) only proves you're a woman of strong will. And I have to respect the fact despite your size you stand firm looking at me intently, ready to get violent if I decided to attack you, I would love to see how you can be violent against me but in a more amicable context and in a place more suitable for us. I was thankful in see you're a woman from the Royal Guard so not only me but those women are safe now. I made that jest to try to calm down my boiling blood after fighting those imps and realizing about the horrible acts they did to those women. "Heh... Sorry for not leaving one of those creatures for you to get a taste of killing them", I said kicking one of the corpses dismissively before grabbing a dirty cover for one of the women. "Then again, if your blood is still boiling maybe we can help ourselves once we bring those women to safety. Because unlike all the imps I killed easily on my way here because they were so horny to fuck me as soon they caught my scent, these two gave me something closer to a mere fight. They resisted the scent.", I cover one of those women while you offer your coat to another and I couldn't resist to see your body even more devoid of attire, I wanted to check on your musculature, you're quite imposing despite of your size compared to me and I still believe you have more than it looks otherwise you wouldn't be a member of the Royal Guard.
Bholdora: I take the most vulnerable woman of the group on my arms, a woman still shocked and crying silently, and stand up looking at you. "Oh? So people are saying those things about me? Heh. I didn't had idea I'm getting popular around here." one more jest still trying to cheer things up while I looks at those women and asks them to be in front of me and behind you. "Well lead the way back to the castle, woman. I'll stay behind the group to protect them.", I say before looking at them, "You'll all be better to close your noses and if possible your eyes because the sight I left on my way here isn't the most pleasant to see... Unless you want to relish on the righteous killing of those creatures.", then I finally look back at you. "By the way, my name is Bholdora, Royal Guard. I've seen the succubi sisters earlier but you certainly isn't a succubus. But I'm sure you're just as powerful as them... You just need to realize how." During all the way out to the cave, I had to see the reality of the carnage I left and I contemplate those dead bodies before I grinned proud about what I did to those monsters. I could see one of them wasn't dead yet and I mercilessy stomped down on his head to break him for good. Maybe you could see some of them are barely alive and maybe you could even satisfy your contained bloodlust killing them too. After all, if one of them survive, they could become stronger with the experience they had and possibly become a bigger threat in the future. Fact is, we finally headed out of the forest without any hindrance and it was a relief the Palace was in front of us.
KOdboxerbabe: As I keep my eyes on you, I feel them wander up and down, checking out your physique. Seems what I've read and heard about are true. Then my mind paints a nice picture of the two of us in an open clearing, away from the palace and civilization, having a hard, brutal, yet friendly fight. I look closer at the women and a scowl crosses my face, looking at the imp corpses around us, I shake my head a bit angry. I glance over at you and shake my head slightly. "Don't worry, those bastards deserved this, all of this. You did these women justice. I thank you". I smile at your suggestion that we help ourselves to blow off some steam and I give you a sly smile and a nod, letting you know that I really, REALLY like that idea. I lead the way out of the cave, as the women stick close by, shaking nervously, still visibly and understandably scared. I look behind me as you speak, then look forward again, speaking loud enough so you can hear me over the ambient noise. "Maria. Nice to meet you. Yes, my Guard sisters are very imposing, one playful, the other serious, but they both take their duties very seriously, as do I. I may tell you the story of my appointment someday. By the way..your scent is quite profound. Your pheromones are filling my nostrils and my head with pleasantness". I look back towards you and give you a slight smile. While we continue making our way out, you see one of the imps still moving, somehow. Well, that is, until you mercilessly stomp on his head, causing an eye to pop out, but he won't have to worry about that anyway. I hear some of the women sounding like they're going to vomit, revolted by the stench of blood and death around us. As we walk, we can see the light of day, shining through the entrance and finally we make our way out, breathing in the fresh air and seeing the palace a ways in front of us. I then turn towards you as we wrangle up the women.
KOdboxerbabe: "They should go back to their families, wherever they may be. I cannot guarantee sanctuary or safety inside the palace without the Queens' permission". You give me a nod and the women head off to their homes. I shake your hand firmly, thanking you silently for taking care of those imps. I begin to head towards the palace when I turn back around, walking back over to you, looking you up and down again with a smile. "If you want to test me out sometime, I'm game. I did hear you say something about me entering the forest and the cave, still alive, and having the crest of the Royal Guard. Well, I would love to show you how normal this human is". I smirk with that last remark and I thank you again for clearing out the cave, then I make my way back to the palace to give my report to the Queens
Bholdora: I let you delight yourself of the sight of my nude body despite the blood of those creatures staining my rough and savage beauty and I could see on your eyes how much you want to test my body to the limit fighting me. In the same way, I wonder how you really are if you were wearing a more revealing attire, or none at all, so I could admire your body and eager to see how it would look like after covering them with bruises caused by me and in the end we would not hold ill feelings or grudges of any kind. Pain turned into pleasure, violence turned into eros. My lust towards you heightens the more I imagine we both trading some fierce strikes in a secluded area, with no one interfering us as we became intimate through erotic brutality. Then, you look at me shaking you head and thanking me for what I did. "It's not everyday I get to do a good deed.", I say with a smile feeling really good about saving those women from fates worse than death and I smile when you comment about my scent, "You're quite a strong willed woman, Maria. Usually women would get down on their knees bothered and horny as they sniffs it. My dampness' scent is just as strong as five fertile women, some says. This is why those imps couldn't resist and charged at me wanting to fuck me instead of killing me and I used their own hornyness to my advantage along with the narrowness of this cave so I could take them one by one most of the time.", despite what I said, those women were still walking 'normally' probably they're still too terrified and their natural instinct for survival surpassed lustful desires something that is helped even more with the stench of death violating their nostrils. Once we walk out of the cave I see it's already morning, stripping the sensuous beauty of the night but at least most predators are sleeping in the forest and we could spot any hostile creature better. Thankfully none of this happened until we're finally out of the forest for good.
Bholdora: Your comment about not having a guarantee about giving sanctuary to them gave me a bittersweet taste on my mouth but I could understand it. Before you depart, you look at me up and down again, really admiring my bare body and musculature before you shake my hand, I give you a firm grip, looking at your eyes. "If I want? Ha... Of course I want, Maria. And I'm sure you want it too.", I comment with a growl mixing desire and eagerness, "I'll take those women in safety then I will come back here to know you better. I'm eager to see the strength of a Royal Guard.", then as you move towards the palace, I look towards the women and I escort them back to somewhere safe.
Bholdora: It took a week since the day we meet in that cave and rescued those women. Once I'm done with the escorting and you as your duties of the Royal Guard, we had the chance to speak with each other inside the palace and talked eagerness about our meeting. It was decided we would meet each other in a clearing on a small grove close to the palace. Safely enough and that would grant us some privacy. I could not agree more for a place like this for our encounter, or would it be a date in truth? A date of two women savoring themselves in lustful violence? I gently flare my nose at the thought of this while I was waiting for you with my arms crossed under my chest. My eyes closed, meditating about how our incoming fight will go, thinking about how is your fighting style or what you have on you that made Lady Melascula pick you as one of the royal guard even when you apparently is a mere human at first sight. My muscular body covered with another set of loins and top and nothing else. And then I could hear someone approaching the clearing calmly, not skipping the pace. As if someone was strutting towards me and then I look up front to see who's approaching and for my joy it's you. Taking a good look on how you came for our... date.
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KOdboxerbabe: As we stand in the open clearing with the palace off in the distance, I stretch and take a quick look around. I catch you trying not to take too many long looks at my body. I don't mind it of course, your body is also lovely, I wouldn't lie to myself about it. I'm imagining what we could do to each other with no one around to interfere. Just raw, primal, no holding back. Sounds like a real fun time to me. You talk about your scent again and now that the clean air is blowing, I get a much better whiff, putting a smile on my face since the stale air of the cave, the stench of blood and decaying bodies isn't masking it so much. "Those imps seemed to be attracted to your scent indeed. It's certainly a wonderful and powerful aroma, seductive, one might say". I give you a sly smile when you express your interest in battling me, letting you know that I'm just as excited at the thought as you are. I wink and then head towards the palace.
KOdboxerbabe: Over the next few days, I read up on orcs, their strengths, weaknesses, if any, and habitats. We have had a few talks while inside the palace and you pique my interest when talking about your strength an exploits. We eventually talk about our meeting, in a clearing near a grove just outside of the palace, not too far away, just in case I need to run back here for whatever reason. A spot just for us, to enjoy some privacy. The way we've stolen glances at one another, we'd be led to believe that our meeting would be more along the lines of a date. A lustful battle between us? Could that really be possible? Well truth be told, I'm anxious to find out. A few more days pass and I head to the meeting spot. The birds singing songs, the rustling of the trees in unison..a sea of trees..it could be described as. There's also the running of the water, flowing seamlessly along the banks. As I look around, I see you sitting alongside the water, meditating, almost in a trance. I don't know what you're thinking about, but if I had to guess, you're probably wondering exactly how I became a part of the Queens' fold, what Queen Mela saw in me. Well, I intend to show you. I show up wearing shorts and a hoodie, walking along with my hands in the front pocket, walking slowly and taking in all the sights and sounds. It's very peaceful to be honest with you. If it wasn't for you suggesting this place, I wouldn't have even thought of coming out here. I continue to make my way over to you, stopping a few feet in front of you, smiling as you happen to look up. "Hello Bholdora, ready to enjoy our...date?"
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Bholdora: I was pretty honest about my peculiarities and quirks. That I am a woman who lust for fighting, specially against a like minded woman who isn't afraid to give and receive bruises in a violent brawl but still no hard feelings would be given or received. Talked that I am a woman who thrives on combat, who even get aroused if the fight is long and intense enough, this isn't a characteristic of mine only but for most of my kind. Orcs in general thrives and lives for this, for combat or war and because of this sex and violence are close to each other. The grove I indicated would seems quite paradoxical for an orc to suggest but I had to pick a place far away from curious eyes because I wanted for share this moment alone with you, to see and feel how it is to fight one of the Royal Guards. When you finally showed to me, I was quite surprised with the choice of attire. You was quite looking as yourself wearing that cropped hoodie and your black shorts almost serving as a second skin as it hugged your hips and thighs snugly. But more than that, I could see how your abs are solid thanks to the cropped hoodie and the more I see that the more I wonder how you would look like if you were just as nude as me when we met in the cave.
Bholdora: We stood close to each other, you smiling up at me and my face returns the gesture. "Hi, Maria... I'm just as ready as you.", I reply back, staring you down, wanting to look straight on your eyes and deep in your soul as we build some tension between us. There's no need for words. We know why we're here. And no matter what happens, both of us will return to the palace covered with deep purple bruises but with a pleased shit-eating smile, satisfied with our fight. You might be smaller than me, with your face just barely higher than my chest level, but I never thought you was less dangerous because of that specially considering who you are. As we keep staring at each other, I silently decide to remove my top wanting to be honest with my approach, letting my breasts exposed to you wondering if you'll return the gesture. Regardless of that, I keep looking more at yoru face until a frown is shown to you, my hand wanting reach for your hair, or hoodie if you preferred to remain clothed, before I pull you closer to me at the same time I growl and swing a firm hook aimed at your gut, sinking it deep.
KOdboxerbabe: I stand still, with my hands in the pocket of my hoodie. My reason for fighting goes beyond lust or desire, though that is a pretty big part of it. I do love a violent brawl, bloody, heavy and deep bruising. But one of the best parts, is meeting a fighter of equal or greater skill, to test one's own skill, power, and even better yet, becoming potential rivals. My main reason for fighting..is because of love and protection. Love for my family, my friends, anyone who I consider family, no matter who they may be. Not only that, but protecting them is equally important to me. No matter how many times I get beaten, no matter how bad my injuries may be, I will continue to stand and fight until my body gives out. When I became a Royal Guard, it gave me even more of a reason to fight to the end if and when necessary. Besides, a chance to battle a mythical creature such as an orc, a being that I've only heard of in fantasies, is pretty exciting. I smile and lay an arm across my chest, bowing slightly, in a salute. "I'm ready for you too. This will be fun". I watch as you remove your top, baring your breasts, bringing another smile to my face. Not to seem rude, I remove my hoodie, tossing it to the ground, while also removing my top, baring my own breasts. "So Bholdora, like what you see?". Though you are much taller than me and my face is perfectly at your chest level, my own chest is fairly massive, which I do hope pleases you. I feel you reach for my hair, probably to ruffle it, like an older sibling would do to their younger one, but you pull me towards you, growling, and then I feel something sink into my gut. GGUUUHHH...I look down with wide eyes and see your fist imbedded in my midsection.
KOdboxerbabe: I sink to my knees, holding my body and gasping for air. HUFF...ACK..COUGH..."Damn..you're pretty...strong..ugh"..I slowly stand up and take a few steps back, giving myself some room. I dust myself off and breathe in and out slowly. "Yeah, you're strong, but so am I". I push off my back foot and rush towards you, balling up my fist, sending it towards your face.
Bholdora: Even thought you fight for lust and desire, even for the hell of it as I do, you still have a deeper reason to fight. Putting aside your eagerness to fight, your will to become stronger fighting new opponents and your physical appearance, this is something I really admire on you because fighting to protect others makes one even more stronger. In fact, this makes you a warrior. You gently bows to me once I state I'm ready for you and I smile back while I expose my breasts noticing you smiling even more. Maybe because you're fond of women with large bosom or maybe you might be thinking how the would look like when they're covered with bruises. Nope. I'm not afraid of you abusing them in our fight. In fact, showing you my breasts is a clear hint about that, telling you without words you're more than free for that. And although you removing your hoodie could be because to not stain it with blood, because yes our fight will be violent, you also removed your top underneath it with the same honest approach making me smile at your question nodding at you "I would be lying if I say I don't...", I say teasing you as my hand reaches your left breast and gently plays with it around your nipple, locking eyes with you, "...It will be hard to not strike on them though....", I finish my sentence giving it a gentle tap with the back of my fingers, trailing them over your nipple, looking at your reaction before I tap my hand on your head, before I suddenly pull you close and slam my fist on you hard. You drop on your knees after the sucker punch while I look down at you with a stern face that slowly forms into a smile when you replies back to me and struggle to stand up and steps back. Yes... Most humans wouldn't endure a punch coming from me. "Then show me, Maria!", I growl with a wild smile, "I will be disappointed if you give up before I cover your WHOLE body with bruises!", you can feel the excitement in my voice, scaring away some birds as I yell at you.
Bholdora: I mean business now, and as a form of fair play I prepare myself for the incoming punch when you rush towards me and slams a clean hit on my face. "Hnnnnnhhhgggg...!", my head moves to the side slightly when your fist slams on me and I look down at you with the corner of my eye, my face grinning wildly. My groan isn't only because your punch is indeed strong and it hurt but also my groan is of pleasure. Wild pleasure. Pleasure in realize I'm fighting a strong woman who isn't afraid to face a stronger orcess, pleasure in know you will give your all to defeat me. Pleasure as my agonophilia kicks in on my being. "Let get it started already..." I growl and I swing my right hand slamming hard on your exposed side when you punched me before following with a firm cross punch slamming the side of your face, growling excitedly as I do!
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Published: 2024-09-05, viewed 58 times.
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