Seraglio 3
by
Ronin

Two beautiful women faced each other in the small arena. They wore nothing but brief loin cloths. Their gorgeous bodies shimmered in the torch light. They stared at one another with a mixture of fear and hatred. On the side of the ring, another woman was lying naked in a lounge. She was as beautiful as the first two, but somewhat larger.
The reclining beauty was smiling. Queen Ulrica had decided to pit her two slaves against each other. It would amuse her to watch her former rivals tear into one another.
“The winner will remain with me. ” she declared, “The loser will be sacrificed to the goddess Astarte. ”
The combatants’ hands were wrapped in leather, as Hellenic fighters were known to do. These wrappings were called himantes. They aided in punching one’s opponent. Ulrica wanted to see her defeated foes bruised and bloody. Ayesha and Thale had both challenged the Queen for the attention of King Drogan the grim eyed barbarian. She had beaten and humiliated them. Now, she had decided that they were still a threat to her. She was sure she could handle one of them, but not both at the same time. This was her plan to eliminate one or the other.
“You may begin whenever you wish. ” she told them.
~ An instant after that, Ayesha struck Thale in the face. The mountain girl was immediately stunned. She had little experience in fighting. She’d lost the only fight she had ever been in. Thale’s legs suddenly turned to rubber and she staggered. Ayesha laughed as she followed with a right to her antagonist’s breasts. Thale groaned. Ayeshe threw a right to the chin that sent the little blonde sprawling. The desert beauty with giggled undisguised contempt.
"Mistress," she said, "'this little whore is no match for me. If I best her, will you deign to face me in the ring again?"
Ulrica shrugged her flawless shoulders and smiled. She knew she had nothing to fear from the dusky little princess. "If that is what you wish, I will gladly oblige you."
In the meantime, Thale had gotten to her feet. She had heard what had passed between her opponent and the Queen. It angered her to be so easily dismissed. The mountain girl punched in the left breast, and then the right. Ayesha had not been paying attention to the little blonde. She paid dearly for that mistake. She yelped in pain as Thale continued her attack, ramming her right knee between Ayesha's shapely legs. The dusky skinned belle went to her knees, her pretty face a mask of shocked pain. Thale kicked her downed opponent in the stomach.. Ayesha groaned in agony.
Thale flung herself onto her rival. In an instant, the two nymphs were body to body, wrestling each other on the floor of the arena. Thale clawed at Ayesha's breasts. Ayesha sunk her hands into her enemy's golden locks. The mountain stunner grabbed Ayesha's loin cloth off, leaving the dark beauty completely unclad.
Ayesha finally managed to kick Thale' off. Both young goddesses got to their feet. Again, it was Thale' who struck first. She kicked Ayesha in her ample breasts. The effect was devastating. The desert princess crossed her chest with her arms. A look of anguish was in her eyes. Thale' punched her opponent with a right and a left. Ayesha's head was buzzing like a hive of wasps. She was finding it hard to focus. She was backing away from her rival. Thale' pursued her stricken foe. Her foot swept Ayesha's legs from under her. The desert girl went sprawling.
"Get up, you whore!" Thale' demanded, "I've not even started with you!"
A stunned and surprised Ayesha got slowly to her feet. She was confused and apprehensive. She had been confident that she could easily dominate and defeat this slip of a girl, but now that confidence was rapidly fading.
Thale' feinted a kick to Ayesha's nether region. The desert beauty backed away. There was a look of panic in her eyes. The blonde girl laughed delightedly. She punched the slightly bigger girl in the face with a straight left, and followed it up with a right hook to the jaw. Ayesha's shapely legs momentarily lost their firmness. The blonde rammed her fist deep into her rival's midriff. Ayesha groaned loudly. She went to her knees in pain.
"Tee hee.." chuckled the young blonde.
The little flaxen haired goddess kneed her rival in the face. Ayesha lay flat on her back. The mountain princess dived upon her supine foe. Ayesha's face was covered by her rival's generous mammaries. The desert girl's legs kicked futilely. Ayesha's lungs burned as they were starved for air. Soon, her struggles subsided. Thale' knelt up, straddling her senseless foe. With a cruel smile on her angelic face, she slapped Ayesha to a state of semi-consciousness. The desert beauty groaned as her eyes slowly opened. The golden haired nymph was looking down at her. She sat her victim up and got behind the dark haired girl. Thale wrapped her supple and strong legs around Ayesha's waist, and her arms around the dusky skinned beauty's throat. She squeezed. Ayesha made a feeble attempt to escape, but very shortly, she succumbed. Ayesha was as still as death
"Do you think the Goddess will accept my offering, Mistress?" Thale' asked the Queen.
"I'm sure she will." Ulrica answered, "Now, come lie with me."