The Mysterious Stranger (Original Fantasy)

The Mysterious Stranger (Original Fantasy)

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Themes: Defeat Fetish, Fucked Silly, Humiliation

Summary: She's the Champion of the Arena. Undefeated in combat. Impossible to best, some said. And maybe that reputation of hers got to her head, because she began to make increasingly riskier and riskier wagers with her opponents. But there was no danger, right? After all, she'd never lost.

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“Ladies and gentlemen, boy do we have a fight for you tonight! Hold onto your seats, because you all know what’s coming! It’s the Champion’s Day, and that means our lovely Champion of the Arena is taking on a WORTHY CHALLENGER!”

There’s raucous cheering and jeering laughter from all around at that. Even the announcer, who’s supposed to be impartial, manages to inflect his tone with a hint of sarcasm at the words ‘Worthy Challenger’.

“You know her. You love her! She’s the best damn fighter this Arena has ever seen! Give it up for your Champion, SELENAAAAA!!!”

The raucous cheering grows louder, as Selena steps out into the open arena, a confident smirk on her lips just like always. The short-haired, red headed warrior wears full plate armor and carries her two-handed sword on one shoulder as she usually does. Completely at ease, utterly casual and effortless in her ability to command the crowd. She gives some a smile and some a wave, but in the end, she doesn’t need to do anything more to pump them all up then be there. They’ve seen her work her craft after all. They all know just how good she is.

“And of course, we can’t have Champion’s Day without our Challenger! Some of you know him! Some of you have seen him here night after night for the past week! Our lovely Champion might be undefeated, but this is the fastest we’ve had any newcomer earn the right to face her on Champion’s Day. Could this be it? Could this be the challenge that proves to be too much for the unbeatable Selena?! Either way... give it up for... THE MYSTERIOUS STRANGER!”

As her opponent steps out into the ring, Selena’s eyes narrow. The cheering is noticeably quieter, and her more loyal fans are even booing for the challenger, as is to be expected. Still, there’s definitely more enthusiasm for the large man who steps out into the ring then usual for her opponents. And the way the announcer spoke, it was almost like he had a hint of respect for this fucker.

Looking him up and down, Selena smiles slightly. He’s the big strong silent type, she can immediately tell. He’s taller and broader shouldered than her of course, but then she IS a woman. He’s not THAT much bigger than your average man. Not a giant or anything, but certainly tall. Still, the bigger they were, the harder they fell. And she had felled bigger men then him.

“So then, you’re supposed to beat me, are you?”

As the man steps up to stand across from her, he remains stoic and unmoved. Selena narrows her eyes. She doesn’t appreciate being ignored. But it’s obvious that its his whole aesthetic. Tall, dark and brooding. Tch, for a certain definition of the word, he might even be handsome. But Selena wasn’t looking for a man. That said...

“How about a wager then, between you and I?!”

Even though she’s speaking to her opponent, the Champion’s voice carries purposefully to the crowd around them. The arena falls into a hush as an undercurrent of charged excitement fills the air. Belatedly, the announcer’s voice pipes up again.

“Ohohoho! Hear that, folks?! The Champion is going to give one of her by now infamous wagers! What does she have in mind for our Mysterious Stranger?!”

She’d been Champion of the Arena for a year now. None of the challenges in the last six months had been worthwhile though. Week after week, she showed up for Champion’s Day. Sometimes, they didn’t even have a worthy challenger for her. And so, Selena had started up the practice of a wager. Small things at first, even just some extra gold between the two of them on the outcome of the match. But she’d been escalating, recently. Turning it humiliating and degrading.

“That’s right! Let’s keep things simple tonight! If I lose... I will be the Stranger’s woman for one night and one night alone!”

There’s a raucous bit of outrage at that, as many of the men watching get up in arms at the thought of their Champion giving herself to anyone... that isn’t them. Not that a single one of them has a chance in Hell with her, but that doesn’t stop them from pining after her all the same. Still, Selena lifts her gauntleted hand and silences them.

“If the Mysterious Stranger loses, then he will strip naked and run the outskirts of the town THREE times in payment for thinking he even had a CHANCE of challenging me!”

Lifting up three of her fingers on her plated hand, Selena gives the ultimatum. Humiliating for both of them, to be sure. If she did lose, why... her time as Champion would be over, even if the Stranger didn’t want to take her spot after winning. She would be forever humiliated and disgraced in the eyes of the arena and its customers.

But then, Selena had never lost before.

“YOU HEARD IT, FOLKS! THE DEAL IS SET! THE DIE IS CAST! WITH SO MUCH RIDING ON THE LINE, OUR TWO FIGHTERS WILL MOST CERTAINLY GIVE IT THEIR ALL, WON’T THEY?!”

“Oooooh~”

She doesn’t try to hold back her moans. One might think the Champion would attempt to hold onto her pride, but what pride did she even have left? She was nobody now. The Champion of the Arena? Hah! Even if her conqueror didn’t take the title himself, she would never find work in that arena again. Hell, she wasn’t likely to find work in this city again... not on her sword work. Maybe on her back, once the information of her defeat and the wager got out.

For now though, she just enjoys the experience. Being defeated, being used like this... it’s never felt so good. In that moment, Selena admits the truth, if only to herself. She wanted this to happen. Maybe not so badly that she would just give up to any fucker who thought he was good enough to beat her. No, it had to be legitimate. She wanted a real challenger to come along and kick her ass. She wanted someone who could teach her a fucking lesson, take her down a peg.

She was a cocky little cunt, and now all she was... was a cunt for a very LARGE cock. Eyes rolling half back in her head, Selena moans throatily as her inner walls clench and spasm around his cock. She doesn’t even know his name. He’s just ‘the Mysterious Stranger’. Honestly, that kind of makes it even hotter for her. Her moans graduate into squeals, and her hands clench at the bedding beneath her as her back arches, her head tossed backwards.

He's unrelenting as he fucks her too, not hesitant nor slow. He doesn’t seem to have a care in the world for how she feels... either that, or he can read how much she’s loving the rough treatment writ large across her face and naked body. Either way, it’s not like it matters. She’d made the wager. She’d lost. This was the price she was to pay. And fuck was it good.

Suddenly, he lets out a grunt and begins to cum. Selena’s eyes widen yet again at that, as he fills and fills her womb. No man has ever cum inside her before. She hasn’t allowed it. But in this case... she’s in no position to protest or reject him. Still, she wasn’t expecting quite so much of it.

He fills her... and then pulls back and coats her face and tits as well for good measure. That’s how much fucking jizz he has for her. She shivers and shudders her way through another orgasm as a thick rope of the sticky seed drapes across the bridge of her nose and chest. Her humiliation, both public and private... is now complete.

Apparently, the Mysterious Stranger agrees. Because rather than fucking her some more, or just laying down to sleep, he suddenly gets up and begins getting dressed again. Blinking rapidly, recovering swiftly at the sight of her conqueror just... up and leaving, Selena sits up on the bed.

“W-What... what are you doing? Where are you going?”

He gives her a look and an amused snort, silent as ever. Was it even an act? Was he mute? Had he taken a vow of silence or something? Well, one thing was for sure, he hadn’t taken a vow of celibacy.

“You’re not going back to the Arena are you? Not going to become the new Champion?”

He snorts again at that and shakes his head. Selena hurriedly crawls off of the bed and over to him as he works his armor back onto his body.

“Take me with you.”

That stops him in his tracks. She grabs his cock as he looks down at her, wrapping her hands around it and then giving it a quick kiss and lick before staring up at him needily and entirely earnestly.

“Take me with you. You have a purpose, don’t you? Beyond just the money from the arena. W-Well... I’ll fight alongside you. And in the night... I’ll warm your bed. Take me with you, and I swear you won’t regret it.”

He stares at her for a long moment, and so Selena decides to lean in and suck his cock, bobbing up and down his length. At a certain point, he places a hand on the back of her head, twining his fingers through her short red hair. He doesn’t ever say ‘okay’ or ‘yes’ but then, he doesn’t actually ever say anything at all. In the end, its his actions that matter... and so the two of them leave the city together in the morning, the former Champion of the Arena following the Prophesized Hero into the great unknown, off to save the world.

... Not that Selena knows that quite yet.

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