Black, then everything in a haze. People walking up stairs in a dark corridor through bars. What did they do to deserve this? I thought. Then I blinked again. This time, I was the one behind bars. A small cage, one side was flat where I lay upon. Naked, strapped, and bound; a pitiful cage. Rhythmic footsteps march along the stairs, not one misstep, not one person talking. Other than the footsteps, I could hear people moaning and whimpering; almost as if they had just woke up. They are all men. I thought. What did I do to deserve this? People continue marching on, now seemingly towards the light, or the top of a building, perhaps. Then the light blinds me, in a flash the sun greets my eyes to then constrict the dilation of my pupils. I moaned in annoyance like my mom was opening a curtain to wake me up.
"What the—?" I asked.
My cage dropped down, shocking me at first, then people started yelling.
"OUT! GET OUT OF YOUR CAGES RIGHT THE HELL NOW!"
Some boy yanked my cage opened and fiddled with the keys to try and get my restraints unlocked. He kept on eyeing me and my body as he continued to struggle getting the restraints undone while older men yelled from behind. Shyly, I reach over for the keys, and after the boy at first yanked them away, he then let me grab them after I reassuringly smile at him. I unlock my cuffs and restraints, and hobble out. An older man slides behind me and ties something around my leg, and I do not resist in fear of my life. A moan escapes my mouth when I realize this object is a vibrator; a quite powerful on at that. Warm fluids trickle down my legs as hobble over to the line of guys standing with cuffs still on.
"W-what do I do?" I ask one of the people standing in the middle.
"You, my dear, will fight."
He points to the end of the line. I walk over there, and am able to get over quicker due to the vibrator stopping. Once in line, we are lead by the group of dressed individuals into a small tunnel, where we find at the end a large arena. Electronic collars are slapped onto our necks, and the first 5 men are lead out, naked, into the arena. People cheer from the full stands, and a gate is lifted. A large gladiator-looking man appears in front of the men, wielding a short sword. The crowd cheers more as the contestants approach the best of a man. In a few seconds as I blinked, the 5 men all lay on the ground with gashes bleeding them out. I cry out in horror; as I believed this was to be my fate as well. Then, I came to a realization. I was a girl, and they are all guys. Could there be a way in which I could fake it out, act embarrassed, and then get out of here? My thoughts were interrupted by a hand roughly grabbing my shoulder and a deep voice whispering to me,
"I know this seems like much, but even though they want you dead, I can tell you how to defeat him." I lean closer to him,
"H-how..? Please, sir. I don't want to die..." I whisper to him. He comes even closer this time,
"Seduce him." The words ran through me, then in a last attempt,
"S-seduce—?"
Suddenly I was pulled by the same man along with 4 other men into the arena. The crowd stopped. People whispered; Look it's a girl. She's pretty though. Shame she's going to die... They coursed through my head as I attempted to cover myself, acting embarrassed. I hid behind the men, and again like last time, they were slaughtered in an instant. Then he sees me. I step back, now almost against the wall, still cowering in embarrassment. As he starts running towards me, I then realize that seduction at this point will not work. I reactively dodge his punch, and as his fist crumbles to the wall with a crack, I manage to swing one at his head. He doesn't budge, and I start running away. Even though I didn't have a bra on, due to my muscles my breasts did not budge, and I was able to run to the other side of the arena before the man regained his control. He turned around, and even though he was far off, I could still see the grin he had on his face; a sick smile that made this madness even more twisted. He began running at me, my adrenaline finally kicking in, I rush at him then, and in the roar of the crowd, I swing my leg and kick him in the groin. People clap, scream, and some boys in the audience wince at the sight. Right after I thought I was finished, the vibrator attached to my leg goes off, this time at full speed. I collapse at the immense pleasure, and lean over. I knew it, they only like these twisted events. They are the one's who will pay, and I know that that man will kill me... I attempt to lift up my head from all of what I was feeling, but the weight was too strong. More of my juice flowed down my legs and into the dry dirt. The strong man looks at me, and in the hesitation and suspense of the crowd, he grabs my hair and picks me up. Even though I felt my hair being ripped from my scalp, I was still being stimulated. My body was trying to curl up in the amount of pleasure I was feeling, but the gravity kept on pulling my body straight. I was twitching, and out of pure lust, I began to moan. I watched the man in the face directly as it turned from a sick and twisted smirk, to a face of pure shock. I figured it out. I knew his weakness. Then knowing my goal, I went to work to try and distract him. I ran my hands down my body as I quaked, my nipples hardening, and arching my back to fake an oncoming orgasm. I knew I was going to anyways, but because he held me by my hair, it was a little hard to do so. I moaned more, now breathing harder to pretend I was climaxing.
"Unnuuuggg... I'm gonna cum if you k-keep t-this up..."
I bit my lower lip, pretending to be in a dream state; pretending to be seduced in my sleep. I rolled my head back and moaned loud, running my hands frantically up and down my body; pretending to try and find more pleasure. I then pretended to quake, breathing hard and letting my body go limp. I was soon dropped, and as I looked up, I saw the man that once had the intentions to kill me, was holding his hands over his mouth in shock. Did I do it? I had that and many other questions running through my head. The crowd gasped as they then saw the big man collapse backwards, unconscious and on the ground. I wanted it to be over, however I was in a dream-like state, almost a lustful state. Out of my own pleasure filled moment, I crawled over to him. People in the crowd began to talk. What is with this girl, did she just kill him? I think he's unconscious... What did is she doing now? I reached his feet and climbed atop them, and very quickly undressed him and pulled off his clothes. I moaned at the sight of him, even though he was the one who tried to kill me, he still had a desirable body. I drooled down his abs, and began to stoke his cock. It was funny to me at the time as well, because not only was the audience in to it, some of the boys I noticed were trying to secretly jack off to me. I smirked and decided to then put a show on for them. I ground my hips on him and I sucked and stroked him, the salty sweat beading off of his forehead in the glistening sun. He then woke up in a shock, and looked around.
"Get off me!"
He yelled. Only I persisted. He was not in his murderer mode, but just in his usual, average boy form. He began to breath hard, and then tore off his helmet in the sense to prevent overheating. I looked him in the eyes, and realized that the man that I was sucking off was actually around my age. I continue nonetheless, and I notice him begin to shudder in his breathing.
"F-fuck..."
He moaned. He grabbed my head and forced it down the length of his shaft when I was trying to deep throat him. I gagged, and came back up for air, however he then forced me back down his length. Saliva coated his dick, and he began to thrust into my mouth in a sense of urgency. I then stop, and began to kiss my way up his chest; now totally in control and in a state of lust. He allowed for me to do this, and I then slipped him inside of me. With the vibrator still going strong, his entrance only made it more painful to stop. He thrust into me, and we both became a moaning mess. People in the stands began talking more, and I noticed some people were making their way down to the arena.
"O-oh my god... I'm gonna fu-ck-ing-CUM"
I managed to speak through the thrusts. Security began to stop the rampage of guys trying to get into the arena, however with no effectiveness. Boys ran at full speeds trying to get to me, while I bounced away on the dick of a man who had just tried to kill me. Then, in a sudden instant, the man grabbed my hips and thrust into me hard, triggering my orgasm. I could feel his dispense flowing inside me, and the vibrator still going made me ride out my orgasm. We moaned in over sensitivity as I still kept going to hold back some of the people. I then turn and look at the people that made a circle around me as I got off the the gladiator boy, cum still dripping from me. Then the vibrator turns off, and I hear the sounds of a horse drawn carriage coming towards me. As I begin to fall, someone busts through the crowd, catches me, and carries me off while I begin to fall asleep; the energy drained from my body.
"Who... are... you?"