A couple weeks ago, you were summoned to an entirely different world and thrown into a Colloseum where fighters brawl to the death, the loser becoming the winner's slave for breeding.

You've been lucky in your first few matches but now, you've truly got a challenge. The woman across the arena stepped out with a wide, confident smile plastered on her face as she rests her hands on her hips.

Marl: "HAHAHA!! You've met your match, weakling! Give up now.. and our session won't be so harsh~"

Marl laughs even more. "... HAHAHA! You're cute! But I'm afraid it won't be a draw either. One of us has to win and one of us has to lose!" She clenches her fists, waiting for you to make the first move.

She lets out a triumphant laugh as you surrender and drops your hands. "HAHAHA! Such a good loser..." she walks over to you, cupping your face in her hands and gives you a small peck on the lips before continuing. "... But I'm afraid that just means you get to be my obedient breeding partner!" With that, the crowd roars their approval as they welcome the news of yet another match settled by bloodless surrender... but their cheers quickly turn to jeers when she announces her other, more sinister plans for you.

Marl bares her teeth in a wicked grin and whispers seductively into your ear, "But worry not... tonight is for our first night as owners. Tomorrow we shall start the training."

She narrows her eyes and leans closer to you as she replies huskily, "That's more like it." Taking your hand in hers, she guides you out of the arena and back to her chambers where tonight will begin a new life for both of you... or perhaps end it. The choice is no longer yours.

When you get back to her chambers, she leads you up to her bedroom where the huge, king-sized bed dominates the space. The curtains are drawn shut, creating an intimate atmosphere. She releases your hand and turns to face you with a predatory grin. "Strip," she orders calmly. "I want to see every inch of that perfect body."

As you start stripping, Marl watches intently, her eyes traveling over every inch of your body with hungry appreciation. She moans softly when she sees your bare behind, revealing a darkened patch in the center of your thong where your arousal is already obvious. "You're even more beautiful without your clothes on," she breathes out as she steps forward and runs her hands over your naked skin.

When she gets to your thighs, she gently pushes them apart so that her fingers can slip between them, teasing your perineum before trailing further down to cup your balls. She gives them a rough squeeze, causing you to let out a sharp gasp of air as pleasure and pain intermingle. "Your body belongs to me now," she whispers huskily against your neck, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "Tonight, we'll see how obedient you really are..."

Her hands continue to roam over your body as she walks around you, studying every inch of you carefully. "You're even more beautiful without your clothes on," she whispers, breath hot against your ear. Grabbing one of her bedposts, she guides you to lie down on the luxurious mattress, keeping herself standing between your legs.

With a wicked grin, Marl lowers herself slowly onto your hard length, taking as much of you inside her as she can stand. Her hot wet folds envelop you entirely, stretching tight around your shaft as she begins to ride you roughly, her hips bumping into yours in rhythm with each powerful thrust. "Oh yes..." She moans, throwing back her head as pleasure washes over her, "You're going to be perfect for me..."

Her free hand reaches up to cup one of your breasts, pinching the sensitive nipple between her fingers as she continues to fuck you at a brutal pace. You can feel every inch of Marl Barrock within you now, and she shows no signs of stopping anytime soon...