It was a simple utterance, but not one easily made bye anyone, a warrior most of all. It wasn't something easily thrown around, and Mia's hesitation of admitting defeat convinced Saar that it was genuine and he slowed then ceased his assault. He set her back down to the sand on shaky legs at best when the gladiator let go of her and took half a step back.<br/><br/>With his touch and body heat gone, Mia's body instinctively missed it, the sensations that were building left unfinished, the embers stirred not allowed to burst into the violent heat that was looming at the edge of her awareness before. Now, she was also seeing what she only felt with her thighs and through her panties before. It was like the rest of the man, a glistening, mighty tool bulging with power, unlike the fat prick of the innkeep, more like what she saw on Drake some time ago, except... Saar was a giant, he must have been the biggest man alive, surely! The very cock of the giant was now pointing at her, standing proudly with desire that her body stirred in the warrior-slave, who loomed silently over her, still beside his sword stabbed in the ground.<br/><br/>Clapping slowly the arena master walked up to them.<br/>"Excellent performance Saar! Worthy of today's main event my boy. Now, the good lady here insisted on fighting as well as you know, but she could not pay us with gold so. As a reward for your excelled fight, I'll let you collect payment for her loss yourself, however you please." he chuckled and leaned close to Mia, reaching out to fondle her free breast with a hand, pinching her dark nipple, since he had the right to after she agreed to wagering her body "You my lass, got some moves but I don't think you can hang out with the big boys. I'm thinking you might fight early on against some small fry, maybe with some gimmick to the match to allow ringouts or scattered weapons? I'll have to decide soon. Or, I'll consider putting you in the big leagues with my gladiators in the main event if you don't mind the odds. Saar here isn't even my champion you know. Well, consider which spot you want while Saar has his fun with you. Not much time left so make it quick, big guy! Try not to make her limp, eh?" With that, the arena master walked out of the arena, though there were still some of his men by the portcullis observing if his orders are being carried out or not. They were likely there to escort the two back to wherever the contestants prepared too.<br/><br/>Saar looked down at Mia, not making another move, his helmet still masking whoever was under there.<br/>"You yielded. Now pay the price. Please me as you will and I won't have to take anything you don't want me to." he growled, a hint of anger in his voice after the arena master's departure.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">With her yielding, combat is over unless she goes back on her word and tries to attack. If she willingly goes along pleasuring Saar, the pleasure saves stop. If she is unwilling she's still at 2 failures, but there is no further roll for the moment (until something happens where she has to resist). I guess there could be a roll since she was molested by the arena master slightly, though it was only a breast squeeze and it would be strange if that pushed her over the edge... it's not required but I leave it to you if you want to take the roll or not.</div></div>