Anara was panting heavily as the two went down in the sand of the courtyard, and Tialyn sensed that it may not be entirely from the physical exertion.<strong>  "How.... were you holding back?" </strong>She gasped as Tialyn reached for that barely acceptable excuse for a slave outfit and tore it away.<br/><br/><em>"I want you!" </em>The paladin gasped keeping the amazon pinned down to the ground.  Their mouths met in a hungry kiss and Anara was shocked and didn't fight back, but didn't return the kiss either.  Though when Tialyn reacted with a grope, then a slap across her heavy tits, the amazon moaned, and it didn't sound like a moan of pain.  Oh no, and the way the amazon's nipples hardened under that blow told Tialyn all she needed.  That moan turned into a cry of both pain and pleasure as Tialyn twisted the nipple roughly.<em> "Look at that body of yours,"</em>she cooed, low, husky.<em>"No wonder you're a pleasure slave...I'd rather fuck you than fight you!"</em><br/><br/>Anara, in that moment realized her place.  The woman above her may have been her charge to train, but she wore no collar, she was a free woman, and she was in fact a slave girl.  Yet somehow the fact that she'd fought as an equal, and been beaten, no... dominated... by this woman.  It made things different.  She wasn't just a slave serving a free woman.  She was a defeated combatant, subject to the whims of her superior.  Then Tialyn moved and pulled her leather thong aside to expose a swollen pink sex, dripping with lust.  Her hand wrapped in Anara's hair, she forced the woman's face towards it.  Anara could see a liquid trail of lust sliding down the inside of Tialyn's thigh now that the leather thong, damp with juices, had been moved aside and exposing the swollen pussy lips.<br/><br/><em>"Pleasure me, slave," </em>tialyn practically purred.<em>"Or would you prefer to be punished?"</em><br/><br/>Anara decided to let her actions speak for her.  Partially because she had been given an order, and partially because in that very moment, she didn't know how to answer the question.  For some reason, the thought of being punished by Tialyn seemed almost ... exciting.  But she didn't answer, she simply raised her head up until her lips made contact with Tialyn's sweet wet pussy lips.  She kissed them like one would kiss the lips of a lover, then, letting her tongue slide out, gathered up the taste and heady aroma of the juices that filled her mouth.  Then something came over her, the desire to submit to Tialyn grew even stronger.  While Anara had never especially liked being used as a pleasure slave, and with women even less so, in the moment that Tialyn's juices hit her mouth, she wanted nothing more than to make her superior happy.<br/><br/>Her lips closed around the excited bud of Tialyn's clit and she sucked and licked alternatingly, while also letting her lips go lower and kiss and tongue that heady tasting slit.  From nearby Tialyn would hear the sound of applause and laughter.  Master Sabin's voice would call out,<strong> "Excellent, excellent... she seems more than a match for you at least Anara." </strong>Then turning to one of his slaves who sat next to his chair he said,<strong>"and to think, I was going to take away her name if she preformed poorly.  I think she will be an excellent fighter for the pit."</strong><br/><br/>Tialyn would feel Anara's tongue slathe across her slit, down past her taint to tickle her asshole as the amazon's nose pressed into her slit.  She felt a heady rush, a thrill, she'd not only beaten this amazonian fighter, but she'd absolutely dominated her.  She knew that at that moment Anara was completely under her sway.  This.... this was real power.  To have someone so under you, to serve your pleasure, and to love doing it.  She felt invincible in that moment, even as Anara's tongue slid back into her dripping pussy.<br/><br/><strong>"So, should I give you a few minutes with Anara to finish up then Tialyn?" </strong>Master Sabin called,<strong>"Or would you like to retire now and leave the slave to her fate with me?"</strong><br/>