2 comments/ 10079 views/ 2 favorites Maximus and Alexandra Ch. 01 By: IshakaUniverse Author's Note: This is my first story, though I plan to write many more in this universe. This universe and these characters are all original things created by me. Feedback and advice are appreciated. Maximus, or Max as most people knew him by, closed the loading bay doors to his cargo ship. He was carrying a wide variety of cargo over from Makeal, the lawless continent plagued by crime and greed, to Trafia, the old primitive continent, stuck in the Dark Ages due to their traditions and loyalty. Max was a Traveler, a small race shrouded in myth, who possess the ability and equipment to travel between the isolated Pangea-like continents of Ishaka. Each is an immortal being with one fatal flaw that contradicts the almost perfect biological structure of their anatomy. Max was a ruggedly handsome looking guy, though unlike all the other Travelers, he'd aged, and appeared to be in his mid-forties. One look in the mirror on the wall, and Max was instantly happy. He hated the physical "perfection" that the other Travelers seemed to flaunt around. Max slowly strutted up to the cockpit, when a bright orange and blue hologram popped up beside him. He jumped, startled at first, though he realized it was only his sporadic AI, M1KA. "Maximus, as you have yet to take any safety precautions, I decided to scan the cargo and there are some issues I think you might have interest in." The holographic AI said in her feminine and surprisingly human voice. As she spoke, a long report showed up on the ship consoles. "Mika, I don't care. I've done this trip quite literally hundreds of thousands of times." Max replied without thought to his companion's warning. He scrolled through the manifest carelessly, but then his eyes latched onto an item in the manifest: Sex Slaves. A sly smile crept onto his face. "Though, if you insist, I will go back and just make sure all the cargo is in order. Get the ship ready for takeoff, because when I get back we're getting out of here." Max called out as he disappeared back into the cargo hold. Max moved through the cargo bay, using shipments of rare spices, minerals, and slaves as guides to navigate his way to the section he wanted to be in. His jaw nearly hit the ground, when what the manifest had told him, couldn't describe what he saw. He was staring at his oldest rival, his most hated adversary. He was staring at what used to be the Queen of Makael. As Max gazed upon her, caged by the iron bars that contained slaves, all the memories of her emerged in his mind. The day that he was declared a traitor in all the lands, due to crimes against human nature. He remembered the day she had to go in hiding, as the gangs of Makael staged a coup on the capital. He had heard rumors amongst his connections in the now dominant gang, Makael's Hand, that she had been found and captured. Max remembered talking with his connection about it, and Max suggested that they put her in the Arena, to be publicly humiliated, but that idea had been shot down. They wanted to have her disappear completely. Any loyalists would think that she had given up, and their spirits would shatter. They didn't know where Max sent his cargo, but they must've figured that it would be somewhere that they would be rid of her completely, so they tried to hide her in amongst the slaves, hoping he wouldn't notice. Max was ecstatic. This woman had almost ruined his business of trading items that the two continents had little to none of in their lands. It was more than just profitable, as Max was technically the wealthiest man on all three continents. Max loved his life, and even after hundreds and thousands of years, he hadn't grown bored of it. Surrounding her cage, were several more cages of the particularly attractive females, who would probably fetch a decent price to the brothels in Trafia. The Queen was just recovering from her sedatives and was still drowsy and had no idea what was happening. Max noticed this, and decided to "inspect" her last. Max slowly strutted up to the cage of the first woman. He pulled up the manifest and checked to make sure all the basics were in order. He entered the cage, stun stick at his side in case things went awry, although the woman looked to be no match to him in any fighting way. She was a tall black woman, with a skinny physique, though she had an ample bust. Max approached her, eyeing her like she was a pet at the store. His eyes had were unrelenting and scoured every inch of her body. A terrified and confused look flashed across her face, as well as the faces of the other caged women nearby. Max noticed this and with a cruel smile commented, "Your a slave now. You're headed for a primitive and cruel place, where you'll be passed around between fat old nobles like you were a toy. They'll fuck you till they're satisfied and then hand you to the next man in line. I'm just making sure that you are something they will want to fuck. If you aren't, then I won't get payed. Nobody is happy when I'm not payed." Tears rolled down the woman's face as she tried to back away, though she just trapped herself in the corner. The other women in cages nearby were crying too, realizing that their fate was destined to be the same as hers. The only woman who was controlling herself was the queen, though Max planned on changing that. "Wha..what are you going to do to me?" The black woman asked between choked sobs. "I'm just going to go over basic things, and if you comply it will be quick and easy. If you fail to comply, well I'll have to go into more detailed inspections, and maybe test you out to make sure what I'm selling is worth it." Max said with a practically emotionless voice, which only added to the terror. He took what looked like a nod from the woman, as a sign of her understanding, so he began, "We're going to start out with easy questions. What is your name?" The sobbing black woman, started taking deep breaths until she could muster up the courage to speak, "J...J...Jessica" Max nodded then moved on to the next question, "What is it you do?" "I own a clothing store in the capital." Jessica answered honestly. "Okay you seem to remember the things that you'd tell any person. Now we're moving on to the more personal, intimate questions. How often do you have sex?" Max asked bluntly. Jessica stammered, trying to think of how to reply to this intrusion into her intimate life. She couldn't come up with an answer and she hung her head low, fearful of the punishment. Max smiled cruelly and approached her, "I thought you wanted this to be quick and easy. I tried to be as polite in the wording as possible, but what I really wanted to know, isn't nearly as polite. Tell me, are you a slut Jessica?" Max asked his voice now containing a cruel sound of pleasure, but hate. Jessica felt like the question was even more intrusive and had absolutely no idea how to respond. She crossed her arms over her chest, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about the fact that she was wearing a low cut t-shirt. Max was even happier now, but had to keep his expression as it was, to give off the correct image. "Well since you can't seem to remember whether or not you are a slut, how about you show me those tits. Being exposed ought to jog your memory." Max stated in a form that was in no way a question. "I'm a slut." Jessica said, hoping it would get her out of stripping in front of this man. "Well sadly you didn't answer when I first asked. So you're still going to have to strip, but since you're a slut you shouldn't mind." Max said as he looked at the tall woman, assessing any strengths she might have. She was slightly shorter than him, had skinny arms, and was not doing well under pressure. Jessica looked petrified, but her fear of this man, won against her urge to resist and fight. She pulled the low cut black t-shirt over her shoulders and dropped it to the ground. She then unlatched her simple push-up bra, and dropped it to the ground. Her arms quickly moved to cover her large breasts. Max smiled and chuckled as she covered her breasts with her arms. He knew that she knew that wouldn't work for very long. Max pulled out two magnetic bracelets from his tool belt. He roughly grabbed her wrists, yanked them away from her breasts, and clamped the bracelets on, all at once. The bracelets activated and pulled both wrists to the iron bars of her cage. Both breasts were now free and exposed. The dark skin of her breasts surrounded even darker pencil eraser sized nipples, which were erect and pointing straight at Max. "Now that's a lot better." Max commented taking in every detail of her newly exposed skin. Jessica was sobbing again because she was absolutely terrified of what had just happened. She felt even more powerless and exposed as his eyes scoured her helpless body and exposed breasts. "Next question. Which hole do you like to be fucked in the most?" Max asked very casually, as if it were just a game of twenty questions. Jessica thought for a moment, but she knew she had to answer for fear of punishment, "I like to be f...fucked in my pussy." "Wrong. You're a slave and a whore now. You like to be fucked in whatever hole someone will fuck you in. And for your stupidity, your pants are coming off." Max said with a cruel laugh at his trick question. He unbuttoned the tight leather pants and yanked them down to the ground, exposing a tiny black thong. He took a step back and admired her near naked body, that's only cover was a tiny black thong. With this outfit on, she must've been going to have some fun, before they captured her. That or she really was just a slut. Jessica's whole body shivered as her tiny thong became the only cover she had from this cruel man. Her sobs grew louder, and tears flowed freely down her face. Max slyly looked around at the other prisoners, and they were all crying, scared out of their minds. "You've now answered all of the questions. You can keep on those millimeters of cloth, after all everybody needs at least a little hope right. Sadly you decided not to wear much hope today. That's your fault." Max said with a smile as he left her cage taking the discarded clothes leaving her pinned to the wall in nothing but her thong. She was an example to the rest of them, and it seemed to break the spirit of every other slave, except the queen. Max went through each of the nine other women with the same set of questions, though the other women answered in the way that he wanted, and most ended up with at least there pants. Finally he walked up to the Queen's cage. She was a sight to see. Her extreme beauty, surrounded by iron bars and a dusty metal floor. She was actually going on her third or fourth century, but extremely expensive techonolgy was able to prevent aging. The technology had such an exorbitant cost that only royalty could afford it. Max entered the cage and smiled at her. "Your name?" "Alexandra." She said, a disgusted glare wrinkling her pale features. "Last name?" Max asked though he already knew the answer. "I don't have one. I gave it up when I took the position of Queen." Alexandra said with a look of annoyed defiance. "I'm afraid that's not good enough. How about you let me see what's hiding under that dress you've got on." Max said with a poke at the silky material of her green dress. "Burn in hell, traitor." Alexandra said and spat in his face. Max had a mock look of surprise on his face and he wiped his face off. "Now I thought this was going so well. Looks like you'll just need a punishment for your...crime. Now that's irony." Max said with a laugh. Max grabbed her wrists and turned her around shoving two magnetic bracelets onto her hands. She was stuck with her arms out against the bars, and her ass jutting forward invitingly. He pulled out a small knife and cut the shoulder straps off of her dress, letting the dress slide down to her ankles and revealing that she was wearing absolutely nothing under the dress. "Well it looks like the Queen is the biggest slut of all. It wouldn't surprise me with how low cut your outfits are. Well too bad today is your first "'wardrobe malfunction' right?" Max asked rhetorically. "You'll regret ever getting near me you scoundrel." Alexandra said with a hiss. Max just waved away her threat, and ran his hands over her rear that was jutting out. He moved his hands all the way up her body till they reached her breasts. They were giant and perfectly formed, though definitely fake. Max weighed the two breasts in his hands, sinking his fingers into the soft skin, and lightly juggling them. He then used his fingers to tweak at the surprisingly hard nipples. It appeared that she was enjoying the attention. "It looks like you're enjoying this as much as I am. Though you did defy my command, so there will have to be a punishment." Max said with a laugh. He looked around at the other women, all were watching with fearful expressions. Alexandra said nothing, but just kept her mind clear and focused. Max slid a hand around to her firm, but round ass. He placed his other hand on her hip to stabilize her. "Now I think maybe 20 slaps on your fine ass, might teach you to start obeying the people in charge. Though I'd be lying if I said I wasn't going to enjoy this." Max brought his hand back and with all of his muscular might, brought down the hand on her ass, making the sound of skin on skin impact echo throughout the cargo hold. A perfect outline of his hand appeared when he removed it from the pale cheek. Alexandra stifled a cry of pain from the muscular man spanking her ass. She was royalty and this was probably the worst pain she'd ever physically felt. She had to keep her cries inside her, or else all of the other women would completely lose hope. Max laughed a little at the mark on her ass, "Well that hurt my hand so it had to have hurt you. I love the imprint my hand made on your pretty little ass. Only 19 more of those to go." Max rubbed her ass, enjoying the feel of the flawless skin, before he raised up his hand and smacked it right into the exact same place. The hit wasn't as strong but it was stacked onto the sore spot of where the first one landed. He repeated the process for the next seven hits. The sound of the Queen's stifled cries getting louder and louder, almost to the point where they could be heard by Max. Max breathed hot air onto the mark where every single hit had landed in a perfect handprint. He then brought his palm down harder than ever before and landed it perfectly. If the sound of the impact wasn't demoralizing enough, the cry that finally escaped the Queen would kill any spirit the other women may have. "Now that was fun. It's time for the other cheek my Queen." Max said. He brought down his hand ten more times, the sounds coming from the queen growing louder with each one, till she could be heard clearly by every slave in the cargo hold. Alexandra had a face filled with agony, though not a single tear had rolled down her face. Max smiled deeply at his handiwork. "Now that is beautiful. I hope those stay for a while. Give any of the noble bastards fucking you the idea to spank that pretty ass. By then it'll be real nice and sore." Max said with a demented laugh, before he looked down at the bulge emerging from his pants. "Well I guess it's time for the next question. Though why not just skip to which hole you like to be fucked in the most. Or better yet, how about I fuck all of them and figure it out from your body language. So which hole would you like me to fill first my Queen?" Max asked. Alexandra calmly took a few deep breaths, then answered "Well if you're going to fill all of them, lets go top to bottom." She said while trying to conceal her knowing smile. Max, surprised that she answered so calmly and easily, nodded his head, and adjusted her magnetic cuffs, so that she was on her knees facing him. Max planted a microscopic device on the tip of her teeth. "This is so that you're teeth will not be able to come into contact with my dick. Meaning don't even try to bite." He explained. Max shrugged out of his khaki pants and boxers, releasing a hard eight inch dick. He pushed it forwards to Alexandra's lips. Max's hands moved to the back of her head pulling it forward to give him a blowjob. Alexandra opened her mouth taking in the large dick inch by inch, swirling her tongue around it, doing all the things she'd heard gave a man pleasure. Anything to get it over with as quickly as possible. She hadn't ever actually given anyone a blowjob, as the King had only had sex with her so that she could birth an heir to the throne. Though an heir wasn't necessary with the technology that cured old age, and could make your body "perfect" in every way. That was why she had large breasts and a firm round ass. She was made beautiful by technology. The only thing they left the same, was her face. Her face was so beautiful already, that they left it alone, leaving it perfect just how it was. Max was surprised that the Queen seemed almost eager to suck his dick. It was like she wanted to give him pleasure. Though she was moving slowly, so he thrusted forward, pushing his dick to the back of her throat and making her gag. He then pulled himself back to her lips, before thrusting all the way forward, causing her to gag again. Alexandra was caught off guard by him making her gag, and she tried to recover as he pulled back, but then he thrust himself back just as fast as he'd left. She focused on breathing between thrusts as he fucked her face. She looked up at his face, but she didn't have the helpless look of a woman humiliated, instead it was the look of a woman who knew of what was to come and was looking forward to it. Max suddenly pulled out of her mouth completely and fell onto his back, dick hard and pointing straight up to the ceiling. Alexandra knew she would have to thank Micheal for the paralysis spit technology he'd come up with. It had taken a while, but now that he'd come in contact with her saliva in two ways, he'd been paralyzed. Alexandra used her foot to pull his pants closer and got the key to her bracelet. She deactivated the bracelet and it clanked down to the ground. She took off his clothes and put them on, though the pants and boxers were way too large and kept sliding down and she had to leave a couple buttons undone at the top to fit her breasts, which also showed major cleavage, and if she bent over, you could even see her nipples. Alexandra unlocked the door to her cell and pulled Max's nude body out before closing it again. She freed the other prisoners, though they had no idea where Max had put their clothing and didn't want to wait for him to wake up to find out, so most were topless, and Jessica was wearing nothing but her tiny thong. They picked up Max's body and snuck off the ship. They walked eight miles to where the drop off point where Micheal said he'd be. He didn't know about the others, but there was no way she could've left them there. To be continued Maximus and Alexandra Ch. 02 Author's Note: I got some mixed feedback from the last chapter of the story, so I thought I'd include a warning, These stories aren't a lot of hardcore sex or anything seriously kinky, but there is cruelty and some non-consensual/reluctance included. If these are not your particular cup of tea, then this is not the story for you. Feedback is always appreciated so that my stories may become as enjoyable as possible for all my readers. Also all characters are at least 18 years old. Alexandra woke up in a dark grungy cell, wearing only rags which hardly managed to cover her curvy figure. She felt a throbbing in her head and moved her hand to a particularly painful area on the top of her head. She discovered a large swollen bump and presumed that was the source of her pain. She tried to focus on something other than the pain, so that she might be distracted from its cruel touch. She thought back to what had happened in the past few weeks and in particular days. She had been in her hide out in Makael, trying her best to take back the land from the shadows, when her best friend, assistant, and most trusted advisor Michael, warned her that their location had been discovered. He had figured out where they planned on taking her though, and came up with an intricate escape plan. After witnessing the cruelty of Maximus, her captor who was planning to sell her as a sex slave for rich nobles, she was forced to strip down to nothing, before being painfully spanked on her ass 20 times. During the event, her body had betrayed her and she began to feel something she hadn't had the pleasure of feeling in a long time, desire. Even though this man had been so cruel, all she wanted was for him to fill her holes and make her scream. But she had to stay focused and on task, because she had to poison him with her saliva. She had already tried spitting on him, but that wasn't working nearly fast enough, so when he mentioned that he was going to fuck her in every which way, she suggested starting with her mouth. Max had wholeheartedly agreed, and whipped out his 12 inch monster of a dick. That was when she felt almost sad that he would be knocked out, because she needed some sort of relief from the agony of desire. After the paralysis toxin in her saliva had kicked in, she freed herself and the nine other sex slaves that were there. Though something was off with the others. At the start all of them had been sobbing because of their fear of the strange captor, but after they had witnessed the spanking, the sobs had a different sound to them, almost a moan. Alexandra snapped back to the present when she heard a voice that was quite familiar. It's tone ringing with cruelty. It sounded like it was from the cell to her right, so she scooted closer to the wall to try and hear more clearly. He was shouting angrily at nothing in particular, but there was no doubt in her mind that it was if Maximus, the man who had planned on selling her as a slave Alexandra stepped away from the wall, when one of the large tiles under her foot collapsed and with a yelp she stumbled away from it, but turned to examine it. It was a large hole in the floor of her cell, certainly big enough to fit into, though it would be a tight squeeze. She got down onto her hands and knees and peered into the hole. It appeared to only be a couple feet down, though it looked like it veered off to lead somewhere else. She spent a few minutes debating with herself over whether or not to venture in, but finally, curiosity got the best of her and she crawled in. The tunnel was certainly not meant for someone with as large of breasts as her, but she managed to crawl through until she reached the destination of the tunnel, which seemed to be another cell, judging by the tile that was above her. She heard the angry swearing of Max over head and reached the grim realization that the tunnel leads to the cell of her worst enemy. She quickly crawled back to her cell, and tried to do her best job of putting the tile fragments back. Alexandra went to sleep, while doing her best to cover the hole with her body. She slipped into very vivid dreams that were the events of what she couldn't forget, but also couldn't wrap her mind around: "Alexandra had been leading the other nine women to where Michael was supposed to be, but there was definitely still something wrong with the situation. Alexandra couldn't stop thinking about Max's cock. She felt an emptiness that just needed to be filled in a place that hadn't been filled in a long time. The other women were acting weird also. Jessica was in front of her and her hands were at her own breasts, though not in a protective way, but instead more of a sexual groping sort of way. Alexandra just kept walking because she felt like the place Michael had described was over the grassy hill ahead. Suddenly a dull thud emanated from behind her, and she turned around to see that the women had dropped Max to the ground. "What's wrong? Why did you stop?" Alexandra asked to the three women who had been carrying Max. Kim, a tall oriental looking woman, spoke up, "We can't keep going without a little taste of something...anything. And I don't mean water." Alexandra knew exactly what the woman meant, and that was what made it so hard for her sanity to remain intact. Her grip on her sexual desires was already rapidly slipping without provocation, but now she started tuning out Kim's words, and instead focused on her two firm little breasts that were topped with perfect eraser sized nipples. Kim had been one of the two "unfortunate" people, who'd not only lost her top and bra, but the pants that she was wearing at the time. This left her in a pair of tiny pink panties, that were now soaked, and that fact was not lost on Alexandra. To Alexandra's left, it appeared that two brunettes, had completely stripped nude, and were exploring each others' bodies with their hands and mouths. These actions seemed to inspire other actions among the women of the same sort. Suddenly Alexandra felt two hands slide up her hips and over the curve of her ass, before latching onto the loose waistband of the pants she had taken from Max. Alexandra held her breath in anxiety, as her urges fought against her better judgment. Her urges rapidly started winning, as she felt cool air graze the skin beneath the pants and undergarments. Her completely shaved and bare pussy lips were now exposed to Kim, who took the opportunity to get down on her hands and knees in front of Alexandra's most intimate region. Alexandra turned her head to discover it was a now completely nude Jessica, who had lowered Alexandra's garments and was now working on freeing her two magnificent breasts from the prison of the tight fitting shirt. Alexandra's attention was returned to Kim, when she felt a warm air blow onto her clit, and make her juices flow even more noticeably. Kim was blowing on her erect clit which was begging for attention, though Kim was feeling the need to tease it, and came so close to latching onto the small bud with her tongue, but would stop short and just blow on it, before finally after what seemed like ages, her tongue grazed the clit, sending signals of pleasure coursing through Alexandra's body. Alexandra wasn't able to take any more of the teasing, and thrust her hips forward to meet Kim's mouth. Kim responded by getting more aggressive and flicking her tongue at Alexandra's clit, while moving her hand up to rub Alexandra's pussy lips. Behind her Jessica had pulled off Alexandra's top, and was now massaging and kneading the breasts, as she kissed a trail up the back of Alexandra's neck. All of the attention to her body was really getting Alexandra going, and she was dripping juices straight onto Kim's fingers. Kim stuck her fingers into her mouth and licked off all of the juices, before moving her mouth straight to the source of the juices, greedily lapping at the outer lips like a cat. Her thumb moved up to the clit, to replace the absence of her mouth. Alexandra still felt so pent up sexually that she thought she might pop at any minute. Suddenly she felt Jessica's kisses move away from her neck, and then her hands were removed from her breasts. She turned around and saw that she was now focused on somebody else, though there was something off about the situation. It was a man, and he looked really familiar, except that it wasn't Max, because Max's nude body was passed out on the ground. It was someone else, and she knew him, but she couldn't think straight enough to put together who it was. The man glanced at her, and it was obvious that he recognized her too, but was too surprised to say a word. Alexandra turned around completely, making Kim adjust and eat out her pussy from behind, but also exposing Alexandra's perfect body to the man who just stood with his mouth hanging open. Jessica had already taken off his shirt, revealing his broad shoulders and defined muscles which only highlighted his masculine face, and was now working on undoing his pants and freeing what lay below. "A-A-Alexandra?" The man finally managed to get out of his stunned mouth, though Alexandra was too sexually focused to reply so all he got in response was a moan. Jessica had managed to free his cock from the restraint of the prison called his pants. It revealed a hard but average six inch cock, which Jessica stroked a few times, making the man emit a small grunt of surprise, though he certainly didn't look ungrateful. Jessica turned around and guided the cock to her waiting pussy, since she looked ready to be filled. Alexandra watched the two, though the scene only added to the fuel of her pleasure, which Kim was making sure to keep alive by constantly fucking Alexandra's dripping pussy with her tongue. The man needed no further directions from Jessica, and he thrust his cock into her tight sheath, slowly at first, to test the waters, thought after the first thrust he started to speed up and push himself as far into her as he could, before drawing himself back out. Jessica leaned forward, and to Alexandra's surprise, grabbed hold of Alexandra's face and brought their lips together in an intimate and passionate kiss, charged with intense sexual emotion. Alexandra returned the kiss, and moved her hands up to Jessica's breasts and tweaked at the dark nipples with her thumb and finger. Alexandra suddenly woke up to the loud banging on the iron bars of her cell. "Rise and shine bitch. Today is your first day in the arena. The good thing is, you've got a partner for it, and you just so happen to know him very well." A guard said as he opened up the door to her cell. Beside him, was the man whom she hated more than anything else on Ishaka. With his hands magnetically chained, Maximus stood waiting. To be continued... Maximus and Alexandra Ch. 03 Author's Note: These stories aren't a lot of hardcore sex or anything seriously kinky, but there is cruelty and some non-consensual/reluctance included. If these are not your particular cup of tea, then this is not the story for you. Feedback is always appreciated so that my stories may become as enjoyable as possible for all my readers. Also all characters are at least 18 years old. * Max looked in the cell at Alexandra, she had anger in her eyes. He wasn't surprised by the behavior, but it could be very detrimental to their new forced cooperation. He knew about some of the things that happened in the coliseum, and they were not pretty. To brave through it all, they would have to actually work together. Max and Alexandra were led to a small room to prepare for the arena games in the coliseum. The room had two massive iron gates, one that they came in through, and one that lead to the arena. A small table and two chairs were planted in the center of the room, and food had been brought out onto the table. The last meal before the slaughter. Max sat down in a seat, and grabbed some of the food, though trying to select what would be the best fuel for him to fight for his life. Max knew that they would have to talk about strategy, so he started talking between bites, "I know you hate me, and that you have no reason to want to work with me at all, but I am stuck with you, and if you want to stay alive, then we're going to have to work together. I'm just going to assume that you've never been in a fight before?" Alexandra scowled at him, though he did make a good point about surviving, and he probably knew how to take care of himself in a fight. "No. I'm the perfect leader, and there was never any time to learn how to fight. It's always been diplomatic strategy, since I never expected to be in this situation." Max nodded his head, expecting as much, "Well are you still able to use that poison stuff that you used on me? We'll most likely be fighting other people first, and they will almost definitely have the upper hand. If you can paralyze one, I can take down the other one though." Alexandra nodded and timidly replied, "Well it still works, but I have to give....ummm o-oral sex. It's the only way to make it work." Max held back a laugh when he realized that is why she had brought him down. "Well then we have to make sex be the first thing that comes to their mind. The point of these games is to publicly humiliate you, so I think they might have already been planning that, but just in case, I need you to loosen the top of your tunic and tie up the bottom above your belly button. Show off some skin and they'll jump to have you stripped. They are going to win if its just a normal head on fight anyway, so just focus on saving energy and making sure they don't hurt you too bad." Alexandra looked horrified that the plan mostly revolved around the other team raping her, but she knew that it would probably end up that way anyway. She nervously loosened the top of her tunic, and tied the bottom up above her stomach. She looked like a slut with her tits hanging out, but that was the attempt. She looked over and noticed that Max was shirtless, and his body was Adonis like. He had strong muscular pecs and 8 fully defined abs. "Are you trying to have someone take advantage of you too?" She said with a small laugh. "A shirt would give them something to grab on to. Also it would just restrict movement and weigh me down." Max explained. They finished eating, and were led through the gates into a hallway that smelled like urine and blood. Max was mumbling something under his breath, and Alexandra realized that he was praying. Confusion just flooded her face. How could a man so horrible be praying right now? Most people didn't even believe in the gods anymore. She shrugged and just kept walking. A little prayer certainly couldn't hurt them. Max was trying his best to commune with any other travelers on Ishaka. Telepathy among Travelers was quite rare, but he would try anything right now. Suddenly, blue light surged from Max's mouth and eyes and he levitated above the ground for a few seconds, before collapsing to the ground. The guard just looked terrified of him, but kicked him and told him to keep going. Alexandra helped him up, with an expression of awe and disbelief. His prayer must have been answered, because that certainly wasn't anything that could be created with even the most advanced technology. She decided that no questions would be best, because she didn't even want to know, but just hoped that whatever had just happened would be in their advantage. Max had managed to send out an SOS with the freak event, but was not able to have two way communication. He was impressed that he had managed to communicate at all, but he knew that what he had done must have looked scary to Alexandra and the guard. Max continued on up to an even larger gate, which he could see through, and he could tell that it opened into the main arena. Max and Alexandra were told to wait at the gate, and the guard disappeared. They could hear the crowd shouting from the stadium surrounding the arena. The arena was just a plain field of synthetic grass, with two white painted lines running parallel in the middle of the area. A loud voice boomed throughout the arena, though it sounded like it was emitting from every possible place. "Welcome to this special performance, provided directly from your 'Queen'." The voice said sarcastically, and the crowd laughed and shouted at the joke. The voice continued after the crowd settled down, "This will be a 2v2 fist fight, but not to the death. We hope to have more competition from these fighters. Bets must be locked in before the fight starts. Fighters please line up at your line." The gate lowered into the ground and the other team came into sight and lined up at the white line nearest to them. Max nudged Alexandra and they started walking up and lined up face to face with their competition. On Alexandra's side was a tall muscular black man with a Mohawk atop his scarred head. He was wearing what looked like padded black armor. On Max's side, a Barbie doll looking woman faced him. She didn't look like she had been in a fight before, except that she had on studded leather and had brass knuckles on her fingers. Max knew that the fight was rigged from the start, but he thought that their strategy still had a chance of working, he just hoped that Alexandra would carry out the plan. "We see two faces that we've seen here many times. The undefeated duo of Project 12 and Smiles. On the other side we see Maximus, the professional asshole who has betrayed the trust of everyone, by stealing the food and water that could have saved thousands of lives. He destroyed it just for his own sick pleasure. And then there is the face that everyone knows, though there's also some other parts of her that I'd like to know. 'Queen'........Alexandra." the voice said. The crowd lost it and they were all shouting and yelling. Max knew that was bullshit. They had sold the shipments to him, which he had delivered to Trafia. But they certainly didn't know that, and arguing would do nothing for him, so he shut his mouth. "Are you ready. Get ready....get set....wait for it....awww fuck it just go." The voice said along with a laugh. The man pushed Alexandra down to the ground, before running to attack Max, as he was certainly the more threatening target. The woman moved in to get within striking distance of Max, though he closed it further and tackled her to the ground. After a moment of recovering from the shock, the woman head butted Max and disoriented him. "Right off the bat it seems that Alexandra and Max are losing. Project 12 has started grappling with Max, and he is taking hits right and left. And here comes Smiley to get in the tangle." Max dodged a couple of blows, though it only took one strike with the brass knuckles to throw him off. He heard the man behind him and expected a strike from him. He flipped the woman onto the top, so that he could use her as a human shield to block the men's attacks. He launched her into him, and quickly moved up to his feet. Alexandra got up dazed and confused, but when she got her senses back, she charged at the man. She jumped on his back and started biting, clawing, and pulling at his hair. She knew it wouldn't affect him much but, hoped it would slow him down. Annoyed the man flipped her over his shoulder onto the ground, accidentally ripping her shirt open. Her creamy tits were now exposed to the crowd. She had the best breasts in the world, and he certainly noticed. He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her away from the fight. He pulled out an electric manacle, and clamped her hands together and threw her against the ground. Meanwhile Max and Project 12 were sparring. Max would get twice the amount of hits onto her, but when she hit him, she hit with such force that Max couldn't keep fighting for much longer. He guessed that she had broken more than one of his ribs. She also busted his jaw open and had probably given him the worst concussion in the world. Suddenly someone came at him from behind him, and they pinned him to the ground and attached manacles to his wrists. He saw Alexandra a few feet away in the same predicament. "Well it looks like the fight is over, though I don't think that Smiley or Project 12 have any intention of being done yet." The voice said. Smiley pulled Alexandra up to her knees and pulled her pants down to her knees. He pushed her legs apart making the view of her pussy available to everyone, as there was a big jumbotron showing the entire show in high definition. "Are you ready to get fucked like you've never been before?" Smiley said with a high pitched shrill voice. He got behind her and pushed her face down into the grass, while holding the chain of her manacles. Smileys pants dropped to the ground and revealed an average sized six inch dick, that was already rock hard. He pushed himself up to the entrance of her pussy, and in one swift motion pushed himself all the way in very aggressively. He then pulled himself out and thrust all the way back in. He thrust so hard that her face slid across the grass. Project 12 pulled Max's pants to the ground revealing a dick that swung proudly. She stripped off all of her armor, revealing a tight body. She had slightly tanned skin, C cup breasts with perkiness and bounce, a firm ass, and a pink pussy with a small black landing strip. "How about you eat my pussy out. I don't think you really need any punishment, after all it was really only because of that dumb slut over there that you are in this situation. You are a hell of a fighter, and you've got quite the body." She pushed Max down onto his back and squatted down over his face. She lowered her pussy lips onto his mouth. Max knew that he could delay time till Alexandra could knock out Smiley, so he stuck his tongue out and licked her pussy timidly at first, not sure exactly what to do. He licked up her outer lips and flicked his tongue at her clit. It seemed that she reacted positively to that, so he flicked his tongue repeatedly at her clit, before pressing his tongue further into her pussy. He penetrated her with his tongue, searching for anything to produce a reaction from her, and her moans certainly qualified. Smiley was pounding his cock into Alexandra furiously. Alexandra was getting wet, even though she hated what was happening. Smiley was moving in and out of her pussy much quicker now that she was wet. He leaned forward and roughly groped her tits, juggling them in his hands, and pinching at her hard nipples. Max was eating out Project 12's pussy, his tongue thrusting in and out of her. He then sucked furiously on her clit, before returning to fucking her with his tongue. He heard her moaning, but payed more attention to her voice when he realized she was saying something through the moans, "I-I-I'm.....gonnnaaa......fuckingggg.....cummmm." She said. Max realized that she was bucking and she was cumming onto his mouth as he continued to brutally fuck her with his tongue. When her orgasm was over she stood up and stood him up. Smiley was fucking Alexandra so hard and fast that she had started to orgasm onto his dick. Smiley noticed this and pulled out of her. He let her finish before pulling her back straight up so that she was on her knees and level with his dick. He stood to the side of her so that the audience could see everything. "Suck my dick you slut. And don't you dare try to bite or you will feel my wrath." Smiley opened her mouth and shoved his dick in. Alexandra sucked on his dick with some enthusiasm. She swirled her tongue around his shaft and moved her head up and down so that she created that friction to get him going. She knew that it would take a little bit of work to get him knocked out, so she just kept sucking and moving her head up and down his rod. Project 12 pushed Max forward in front of Alexandra. "God that was great fucking pussy eating. For that you get a reward. I'll let you cum, though it'll be on to that slut's tits." Max struggled and tried to run away, but Project 12 grabbed him and position him right over Alexandra. Project 12 started stroking Max's now hard dick, though she jacked him off hard and fast so that she could make him cum on Alexandra's tits. Max had already been aroused by eating out Project 12 and he knew he couldn't last long. He struggled every second to hold in his load, so that he didn't let her humiliate their team even worse. Alexandra had almost stopped sucking Smiley's dick when she heard that Max was cumming on Alexandra's tits. Smiley grabbed the back of her head and made her keep sucking. She kept hoping that the poison would take effect already. Max felt himself ready to cum, and he shouted out, using every ounce of power to keep himself from cumming. His eyes started glowing red and his muscles rippled. Suddenly he broke free of his manacles and launched Project 12 ten feet back onto her ass. Smiley moved away from Alexandra to fight Max, but suddenly he passed out onto the ground. Alexandra unlocked her manacles and removed them, before approaching Project 12. Max had pinned Project 12 on her stomach. He spotted the manacles in Alexandra's hands. Alexandra understood what he was thinking and clamped them on Project 12's wrists. "Good job Max" Alexandra said with a big smile. "Wait a second. Did they just completely reverse the fight. What the hell just happened? Why did Max's eyes turn red?" The voice boomed around the arena. Alexandra flipped Project 12 onto her stomach, exposing her to the crowd who were screaming and shouting angrily. "How about you cum on this slut's tits Max?" Alexandra said with a vengeful laugh. Max nodded his head in agreement, before jerking his rock hard dick off. He shot out strings of cum all over Project 12's tits and even some straight onto her face. Suddenly he felt something in his neck and he pulled a dart out, and realized that he had just been drugged and was about to say 'oh shit' before he collapsed on top of Project 12. To be continued...