<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4c/Gladiatrix24resized1.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center"><em><strong>~Ryann, cornered by Ammon, tragically?~</strong></em></div><br/>Ryann realized she was trembling as Ammon paced towards her. She also ended up freezing in place as his steps took him into her bath. Another step back and her back met the stone wall, almond eyes widening as he glared down upon her. She was shaking, and yet it wasn't from fear.<br/><br/>Ryann was suddenly deep within a situation that was very, very new to her. Her heritage, her birth made her who she was. Yes, she was a fierce warrior. She took great pride in this fact. Yes she was a woman, yet being the only daughter of the Ard Ri made her maidenhead intact, readying for the highest bidder. Sure she had played at touching with the men of her tribe, but even that was not much, for her father would have slit the throat of any he found toying with the Princess. She had fought hard to keep it so in her time as a slave in Rome. But now, with this massive man daring her to act upon her threat to do him harm, looming so close to her, she found her thoughts, and her body, betraying her.<br/><br/>She had made a great tactical error in allowing him so close, and as his hand met the wall behind her heavily, heavy glistening breasts rose quickly at her gathered in breath of surprise. Her own hands were upon the stone behind her, nails grasping at nothing as her own emerald eyes were locked upon the dark ones of this Egyptian God. Slowly her tongue eased out to lick her lower lip, trying desperately to tame the quivering of her body, trying to make her mind work. She wanted to touch him, wanted to run her hands over his hard, oiled chest. Full lips parted as her breath quickened at such visions. She could almost feel the heat of his loins radiating upon her own, and his growl nigh caused her to whimper..<br/><br/>...yet she could not allow him to best her so easily. There was such a thrill thrumming through her, she found she wanted it to continue. Oh she wanted this man. She desired the feel of his hot heavy body claiming her own for the first time. Oh yes.. she had chosen Ammon as the one to claim her virginity, if it was what he wished. But he would need to claim it. And if indeed he was merely wanting to teach her a lesson of being one with the men of this Ludus, so be it.<br/><br/>Keeping his stare, she would move as fast as she could. Her hands would lift with a snakes speed in the attempt to grasp his hair at either side of his head. If she managed this she would try and yank his head down onto her own forehead to try and break his nose. As she did this, a vision of taking her by force caused such heat to rise she felt a wetness at the apex of her thighs. But in the end, she was here to be a Gladiator, and one way or another, she needed to gain the respect of those around her.