The Colosseum

The Colosseum roared to life as the steel gate slowly rose higher and higher, the new contestant behind it shrouded in darkness. The audience had been raging with anticipation ever since they heard his bellows echo out into the arena. And then he lumbered out into the light. His massive battle-axe gleamed and his horns were polished and filed to deadly perfection. The minotaur basked in the mad cheers of the crowd and let loose a terrible roar to fill their hearts with both fear and excitement. He gazed towards the center of the arena and he found the eyes of his targets.

The two warriors stood surrounded by all manner of beasts. One was armed with a silver sword and shield trimmed with gold. Her blonde hair was tied up and it fell down to her waist like a shimmering waterfall of gold, and her eyes, big and blue, cut through her adversaries with an icy stare. Her partner brandished a menacing war hammer of iron. Unlike the cold blonde, her green eyes sparkled with excitement.

The creatures circled their prey anxiously while the minotaur stepped forth to join them, sneering all the while.

†˜They look so cute, don’t they Helene?’ asked the woman with the war hammer. She wore a skin-tight leather one piece arrayed with studded belts which left her beautiful tanned legs, arms and back exposed for ease of movement.

†˜Well, let’s see,’ replied her blonde partner,’ a salamander, a few rogue goblins, a pack of pox-ridden orcs and a minotaur so ugly that even his mother would vomit at the sight of him. I didn’t even need to bring my sword, Myrina!†˜

Helene’s light chest armour shone brightly in the sunlight, undented and unscratched and she intended to keep it that way. To complement the armour, she had chosen only her silver grieves accompanied by black silk stockings and her leather thong for unrestricted movement.

Myrina ran her hand through her short scarlet hair and thrust her hammer into the air.

†˜Come, maggots! Show me what you’ve got. Just try not to piss yourselves before I crack your skulls and spill your insides out onto the sand. You’ll be crow food when I’m done with you!’ she bared her teeth and growled mockingly at her unworthy opponents.

In a flash of anger the goblin in front of her broke from the pack and charged toward her. He grasped his swords hilt tightly with both hands and slashed at Myrina with all his strength… only to have attack cut nothing but air.

†˜Pathetic!’ said Myrina with a burst of laughter. ’Even fat-arsed Caesar could have dodged that one.’

In a rage of spewing saliva and high-pitched cursing, the goblin swung furiously at her. Myrina easily danced around his blind assault before flipping her hammer and driving the pommel straight into his chest. Even more spittle escaped his mouth as he coughed and sputtered, desperate to recover the wind that she had knocked out of him. Mercilessly she leapt forward after him. He scrambled up from the ground, no doubt in to attempt an escape, but her fist brutally connected with his jaw and sent him straight back into the dirt. The sight of his rotten teeth scattered on the ground sent a chill down his spine and, hardly noticing the stabbing pain in his cheek, he turned on his back to find his attacker looming over him.

†˜No… No! Please! Mercy, my lady! I beg of you! Please!’ he whimpered as he cowered with his arms trying desperately to block his impending doom. ’I-I-I didn’t mean to,’ he stuttered, †˜they made me do it! They made me do it!’

Myrina raised her hammer high above her head.

†˜I could help you… I could… mercy, my lady! Merc-†˜

His pleading abruptly ended as she brought her hammer crashing down on his skull, crushing his helm and his cranium alike.

†˜Firstly, you’ll find no ladies here! Lovely smiles and pretty dresses have no place in the Colosseum! And secondly,’ she roared, †˜the next one to squeal †˜mercy’ will have his head removed from his shoulders!’

The audience thundered its approval, hurling praises and insults at the women and the monsters alike.

†˜Who’s next?’ asked Myrina with her hammer soaked in goblin blood.

†˜Enough pomp, Myrina!’ scolded Helene. ’Let’s finish this.’

The unbearable noise of the crowd’s enthusiasm gave way to the incredulous silence of disbelief as they watched limbs flying, heads rolling and blood staining the sand. And at the end of the struggling there were two remaining.
The sweet silence was broken by whispers and ramblings.

†˜How is this possible?’ questioned one. †˜They fight like gods!’ called another.

†˜Dammit!’ shouted an elderly man, eventually, †˜I put all my money on the bloody minotaur! You can both go to hell! I say make the whores fight each other!’

The masses turned on him and showered him with disapproval, hurling rotten food and flinging curses at him before thundering praises on the victors. The women stood in awe of the admiration of their new fans. Myrina raised her hammer and hooted, riling up the spectators even further.

†˜Myrina the Amazon, ever the crowd-pleaser,’ sighed Helene.

Myrina grabbed Helene’s sword arm and raised it above their heads victoriously.
†˜They love us, blondie! Give the people what they want!’

Helene smiled with amusement. Nothing made Myrina beam more that the admiration and love of thousands of strangers.

†˜Is this all?’ Myrina hollered towards the royal podium. †˜Don’t you have anything better to offer that that rabble?’

Helene’s amusement quickly turned to fear.

†˜Are you mad? Who would be so stupid as to insult royalty?’ she scolded as she grabbed Myrina from behind and turned her around.

†˜Relax!’ Myrina chuckled. †˜There’s nothing they can send at us that we can’t handle.’

†˜Oh, on the contrary, brave warriors, I think you’ll find our next contestant to be more than a match for your sublime skills.’ replied a shrill voice from podium.’ And, just like you fiery young beauties, it does not know the concept of mercy.'

The woman looked up to the podium to find a scrawny little demon, no larger than a cat, sitting on the marble railing. His posture made him look like a small monkey yet his glittering crown and his mischievous grin immediately gave away his identity.

†˜Ha! The Imp King makes his appearance,’ said Myrina to Helene, who wore a worrisome frown.

†˜Don’t say that too loudly. You know he hates that name. I’d prefer to leave this arena with my head still firmly attached to my neck so let’s just offer him pleasantries, collect our reward and-†˜

†˜And get the hell out of here,’ Myrina finished.

The air on the podium was thick with tension.

†˜Noble King Beelzebub,’ began Legatus Augustus, †˜our esteemed ruler, Caesar Marcus Petronius, wishes to thank you for your attendance today. Your presence here has truly bolstered our tournament’s reputation to immeasurable heights.’

†˜Is that so?’ sneered Beelzebub, the feathers of his puny wings ruffling with irritation. †˜Then why has he not decided to express his overwhelming gratitude face-to-face.’

†˜I regret to inform you that Caesar will not be able to attend today’s festivities. A terrible ailment of the bowels has struck him, so much so that he can hardly move from his bed.’

†˜More like his chamber pot,’ snickered the Imp King. †˜Perhaps if he shat more and ate less he could become as thin as me before the year's end.’ He ran his bony fingers through his long, white beard and turned towards the women seated on the right side of the podium. ’They are only reason I’m still in this wretched country. You humans do have some beautiful females, I must admit. They’re far more comely than the hags that skulk about in Cocytus.’

Augustus clenched the arm of his chair, trying desperately not to show his anger at the insult to his country. The Imp King’s demon queen, however, made no effort to hide her contempt for her husband, narrowing her eyes and twisting her mouth. The human women smiled nervously, not knowing whether to feel flattered of disgusted.

†˜The aim of the Midnight Tournament has always been to solidify and celebrate the continued alliance between the Demon Empire and the Human kingdoms. Please do not forget that, Your Magnificence,’ reminded the Imp Kings Hand, desperate to avert anything that may insult the humans.

†˜And yet their ruler keeps his fat arse in his bed, fanned by his bloody slaves while I sit out here roasting beneath the heat of this thrice-damned sun!’ complained Beelzebub. †˜Heavens,’ he cursed, †˜if I don’t sacrifice for my people!’

He glanced at his human company and chuckled at their growing discomfort

†˜Alas, you are right. We’re here to celebrate so let’s get on with the show!’
He snapped his fingers and his servant hurriedly filled his goblet (which was almost as big as he was) with fine wine.

†˜We also wish to thank you, Your Grace,’ began the Legatus having regained his composure, ’for your contribution of splendid fighters. As you can hear, the crowds most certainly approve.'

†˜Then let’s keep them entertained!’ replied Beelzebub as he chugged the contents of his goblet.

†˜Is my pet ready yet?’ he enquired.

†˜It is, Your Radiance,’ replied his Hand. ’All that awaits is for you to give the command.’

†˜Excellent!’

He stood up and began to strut up and down the marble railing, drunk enough to leer at all the highborn human ladies seated on the right of the podium, yet sober enough not to walk without stumbling off to either side.

He signaled the heralds and they blew their horns to draw the attention of the spectators.

†˜Hear me!’ he suddenly bellowed. His eyes glowed red with magic and his voice, aided by his arcane arts, echoed throughout the Colosseum. †˜Humanity,’ he began, †˜is nothing if not resourceful. There’s no race in the world that can claim that humans aren’t some of the toughest bastards to ever walk the face of the Earth!’

The humans in the crowd burst into prideful laughter.

†˜When faced with death you fight to the last. When a powerful enemy knocks you down you rise again, stronger than ever. Just look at these brave human women who so easily cut through my finest soldiers. Do they not illustrate my point?’

The arena, once again, thundered in agreement.

An arrogant smile crept onto Myrina’s face. She walked forward to address the Imp King but Helene stretched out her arm in front of her. Myrina let out an exasperated sigh.

†˜What is it now?’ She asked.

†˜Let me do the talking,’ Helene answered. †˜Like I said, I’d like to be very much alive when I leave this place. We can’t risk you unintentionally insulting them.’
†˜I’m not going to insult them. I’ll be a true lady, I promise.’

†˜We both know that that’s not what’s going to happen. Besides, you said it yourself. That there were no ladies in the arena.’

†˜But-†˜

†˜Please, Myrina. I’ll handle this.’

The red head rolled her eyes.

'Fine,’ she moaned, †˜I was only going to tease him a little. But since it’s so important that your pretty little head remains on your pretty little shoulders…’

†˜Oh, it is. Believe me, Myrina, these are not the people to be messing with. The games end here.’

Helene walked towards the podium, her eyes fixed on the king of the demons. Her hand tightened around the hilt of her sword and she swallowed hard. She bowed low and then she spoke.

†˜Great King Beelzebub,’she said, noticing the magic projected her voice as well, †˜you honour us with your kind words. And Legatus Augustus, we are eternally thankful to be considered as fighters for your tournament.’

†˜It’s hardly my tournament, young woman.’ He replied, †˜It’s ours!’

†˜A tradition shared by demonkind and humanity alike,’ added Beelzebub. ’When the armies of Cocytus came to claim the realms of Man for the glory of my forefathers, you humans were nearly brought to the brink of annihilation. Yet your tenacity allowed you to push us back home and fight us as true…equals. And so our ancestors formed the Midnight Pact,’ he said, towards the crowd now, †˜an agreement whose terms would see us put a stop to the relentless fighting and rebuild our nations as allies instead. It is for this reason that once a year, for hundreds of years, we hold the great Midnight Festival, so that we may share our great cultures, our knowledge of the worlds and, of course,’ he said grinning, †˜our mutual love of bloody sport.’

Helene’s eyes were fixed on Beelzebub. We just decimated all of his competitors, she thought. So why does he seem so amused? The pride of Cocytus hangs in the balance. Why is he so happy about being beaten?

†˜You mentioned another competitor.' She said.

†˜That’s right. My last competitor. One final opponent for you to clash with. One final battle to determine which of our nations will win bragging rights for the year. Of course, the winner will be handsomely rewarded, so be sure not to die like your fellow teammates have. In accordance with the rules, both teams have been allowed a last resort should all of their fighters be killed. As you are the last resort for humanity, should you lose to my last resort, the Kingdom of Cocytus will be declared the victors.’

Myrina’s breath began to quicken with excitement. She walked up to Helene, smacked her on her back and laughed heartily.

†˜One more, Blondie!’ she said.

†˜One more and we can get out of here.’ Helene replied.

†˜One more and we can get paid. Right? Then we’ll never have to fight for money again. We’ll lay down our weapons, hang up our armour and buy a house in the country, just like we always wanted. We’ll be well off for the rest of our lives and we can be together without anyone to disturb us.’

She cupped Helene’s face in her hands.

†˜Just one more,’ she whispered, †˜so how about we make it count, alright?’

A faint smile grew on Helene’s face and her cheeks began to redden.

†˜All we have to do is kill one more monster!’ she shouted while thrusting her hammer at Beelzebub impudently.

The Imp Kings laughter filled not only the Colosseum, but the entire city.

†˜No matter which of you I speak to, you humans always manage to amuse me,’ he said.’ Monster? You’re always so eager to look at demons as monsters. Monsters that are in need of slaying! But have you ever stopped to ponder what we demons consider to be monsters?’

The steel gate screeched to life and settled into a steady, metallic rumble as it was raised on the opposite end of the arena. The women turned toward the gate with their weapons raised. Both of them began to feel the eerie sensation that something was horribly wrong.

†˜Myrina-†˜

†˜Don’t panic!’ interrupted Myrina.

Her tone of voice was different form the usual, thought Helene. She senses it too. The gate has stood fully opened for a while now but nothing has come out. And we haven’t heard a thing from whatever is behind the gate either.

Myrina and Hellene knew from their training with the Amazons that silent enemies were often more deadly than loud ones. Once they had come of age and left the village, they had integrated with modern society because they were far more open minded than the woman of their tribe ever were. But they did not forget the merciless tutelage of their parents. They put their natural talent for battle to good use in minor arenas and underground fighting leagues all over the country hoping to win enough coin put their days of combat aside for good. But never in all their numerous clashes had they ever encountered a silent enemy.

Helene’s stomach tied itself into knots. Myrina felt the chill ascend her spine and her entire body began to sweat. She clouded out the clamour of the audience, desperate to hear something from behind the gate. The silence was making her sick.

†˜It’s too bloody quiet,’ she whispered to herself. †˜Come on! Show yourself!’

Neither of them saw the cruel smile creep onto Beelzebub’s lips nor the sudden green flash shoot out from behind the gate. It struck Myrina’s ankle, knocking her off balance. In an instant it wrapped itself around her foot as she crashed into the dirt.

The thing appeared to be a slippery, green tentacle slightly thinner than Myrina’s arm. It pulled her leg and dragged her away from her hammer lying on the ground next to her.

As quick as lightning, four other tentacles shot towards Helene. They quickly surrounded her with each trying to grab one of her limbs. She slashed at them in wide arcs but the tentacles were much too fast to be hit. She felt pain shoot up her arm and found that one had seized it. It coiled around her arm, tightening until she dropped her sword.

The audience members cried out in shock and screamed encouragement to their heroes… but to no avail. The tentacles had deftly caught both women and more and more of them began to pour from the darkness behind the gate.

While desperately struggling to free her caught limbs, Helene was lifted up into the air where both she and Myrina were helplessly trapped.

†˜No…no!’ she cried as they wormed their way around her body. She noticed, now, that some were green and others were blue. The green ones were painfully wrapped around her arms and legs to hold her in place while the blue ones gently moved about her body with their warm touch caressing her soft white skin. All of them had tips that were phallic in shape and none of them were keen on listening to her.

Helene pulled on both her arms and her legs, trying to curl into a ball. The fleshy appendages countered by tugging on them even harder, stretching her body to its limits. She was now suspended, face down, in the air with the tentacles pulling her in four directions. The long blue snakes deftly began to work their way into her armour. Their movements were much more intricate than the green ones and they quickly slipped through loose areas in her attire to reach her skin. One found its way into her thong and slipped through it to exit on the other side of the garment and pull on it while rubbing itself against her soft labia.

She clenched her teeth in revulsion as it stroked her most feminine parts. It almost seemed to pulse in time with its movements, sending tingling sensations rippling through her loins. The audience cried out in disbelief as the tentacle pulled hard on her thong and ripped its straps before tossing it aside. Doing the same to her upper body armour, they pulled and loosened until they had removed her protection and chucked away the plating.

And then she was completely exposed. Two of the blue ones slithered along her skin towards her face. The tips glided along her cheeks, which flared red with embarrassment, and delicately brushed aside the hair in her eyes. They made their way down her neck and lightly prodded the pink nipples of her ample breasts. As they descended further, one stopped to investigate her belly button while the other slowly made its way through the black bush on her pubic mound. Both then continued on to reach her lovely pussy, now flushed from its earlier toying, and spread it wide open.

†˜Stop! Stop right now! Stop toying with me!’ she shouted with humiliation. The green restrictors flipped her over and pulled her legs apart while binding her arms behind her head to make sure her sublime body was on full display

Suddenly she felt something rub up behind her and immediately identified it as human skin.

†˜Myrina?’ she called. †˜Is that you?’

†˜I’m sorry,’ Myrina replied. †˜I’m so, so sorry. You were right. We shouldn’t have agreed to this tournament!’

“Myrina, are you alright? Are you hurt?’

†˜I can’t fight them, Helene. They’re way to strong.’

The tentacles had suspended them back to back, both with their arms behind their heads and their legs spread wide. Myrina had been stripped as well.

†˜What about you, Helene. What are they doing to you?’

†˜I’m fine. As soon as I break free I’m going to… haaa!’

Helene’s words were interrupted by the sudden pulsing of all the tentacles wrapped around her. They wriggled and vibrated, sending a strange tingling sensation throughout her body. Her chest began to tighten and she began to feel an intense heat spread throughout her.

†˜What are you doing to her?’ Myrina yelled. ’Leave her alone! I’ll kill you, I swear it! I’ll kill-’

Myrina felt the same sensations fire through her body. The nipples of her large breasts stiffened and surreal warmth started emanating from her vagina.

†˜Something strange is happening Helene,’ she moaned with laboured breath, †˜I feel like I’m losing my strength. My…my body…’

†˜Try to stay strong, Myrina! I feel it too. These things…I don’t know how, but they’re arousing us. Everything feels like it’s melting!’

Helene felt herself becoming wet. The †˜blues’ began to gather around her swelling pussy and sprouted tiny feelers from their heads. The dexterous extensions began to massage her sex as others parted her ass. They prodded and twirled around her swollen clit and gently teased her urethral opening. Two more †˜blues’ appeared and barely penetrated her vagina and asshole to delicately toy with their entrances, pulsing and vibrating all the while.

†˜Don’t… don’t,’ Helene moaned. She tightened and stiffened her body in attempted resistance but the tentacles grip was unbreakable.

New †˜blues’ approached her face and began to poke and prod her mouth. She pressed her lips together to deny them access but they were quickly able to worm their way past them. She then clenched her teeth shut to deny them again. By now the tentacles soft fragrance had grown intoxicating. Realising they couldn’t get inside her, the blues rubbed their heads against her cheeks to coax her mouth open.

They will not do this to me, she thought. I am a warrior of the Amazons! I will not allow this creature to defile me. She closed her teary eyes and hardened her face in defiance.

The †˜blues’ spread her even wider, tightened around her clitoris and the two of them teasing her openings forcefully plunged themselves inside her. She cried out with her jaw still clenched and felt the world around her disappear. With vigour, the tentacles began to thrust in and out of her dripping wet cunt and ass, sliding deeper and deeper into her with each push. Her ability to think faded. She could feel the slick tentacles that had once been limber and flaccid suddenly tense up, hardening within her and tasting every inch of her inner walls.

She wondered if this was what a man’s erect cock might have felt like. Myrina was never one for toys. Having only experienced her fingers and tongue within her, the †˜blues’ were the ones who had taken her virginity.

I hate this, she thought. I hate this so much! But it feels so good. It keeps tingling inside me. I’m going to lose myself!

She gasped as the †˜blue’ hit her vagina’s deepest parts and moaned with intense pleasure. The creature seized its opportunity and a big, blue tentacle ploughed into her mouth. The vibrations on her tongue made her body quiver in delight.

The †˜greens’ loosened their tight grip somewhat and left her with enough freedom to move herself. She wasted no time in taking advantage. She rocked her hips as the ’blues’ enthusiastically took turns penetrating her. As one would pull out, coated in her hot juices, another would be ready to take its place.

Having completely lost her inhibitions, she rhythmically contracted the soft walls of her already tight butt and pussy to squeeze her impromptu lovers within her. She spread her tongue around the phallus pumping into her mouth as much as possible. She savoured the taste, enjoyed the wonderful vibrations and sucked on the †˜blues’ as hard as she could.

Other ’blues’ wrapped themselves around her cushiony breasts, trying to feel as much of her body as possible. They broke their rhythm now, driving themselves harder and harder into her body.

My breasts, she thought. My mouth, my pussy and even my ass! They’re hitting me from all sides. I can’t take it anymore! I’m… I’m going to cum! I’m cumming!

The wild motions on and within her body overloaded her senses and the ’blue’ in her mouth popped out just in time for her to shout in climax. Her cum squirted from her pussy giving her both blissful euphoria and sweet relief.

As she showered the eager †˜blue’, still ramming inside her and the sands of the arena on which she had just fought, the demons in the crowd laughed and cheered on the creature having its way with them.

The †˜blue’ jammed itself back into her mouth and pushed itself in until it hit the back of her throat.

Its vibrations and movements are uneven, she realised. It’s about to cum too. No! Not yet! I’m not ready yet!

The thought came too late as all the tentacles burst from orgasm. They sprayed her full of, what seemed like, endless amounts of their cum and painted her soothing walls a lusty shade of white. She found the thick taste and scent of their love milk to be unreal. The blues shivered uncontrollably while delivering their loads into her welcoming ass, mouth and pussy.

In her bliss she turned her head and she saw her beloved Myrina receiving the same †˜love’ as her, but she was still attempting to resist.

†˜Oh, my silly Myrina,’ she wanted to say, †˜it becomes so much easier once you give in!”

Beelzebub’s eyes glowed red once again.

†˜Well? What do you think of my pet? He’s my harem’s favourite one. His body is like a mass of genitals, each capable of thinking and acting on their own, yet all working together to achieve the same goal. Very much like a hive mind. It lives to breed and so it was born with the ability to arouse females by its touch alone, though it could never impregnate anything. You’ve felt the tingling by now, haven’t you? When combined with the smell of its fragrance and the taste of its liquids, there’s no female alive that can resist its… loving embrace. You should be proud that you’ve managed to stay conscious this long. Most human women are overwhelmed by their senses long before they reach an orgasm.’ He turned his attention towards the crowd. Well, what say you, humans? Have we not thoroughly beaten you? Will you not admit defeat?’

The hateful shouting of the human audience seated on the stadiums right half was matched only by the loving cheers of the demon audience seated on the left.

Helene felt the †˜blues’ soften within her and slowly pull out of her overflowing cunt. As soon as they had popped out the built up cum rushed out of her, spilling until she felt empty inside again. Even so, she could still feel a healthy amount remaining behind, clinging to her walls and swirling about in her womb.

The blues spread her cute, yet drenched, asshole and three of them forced their way inside simultaneously. Another two coiled together and entered her vagina once more to give her another round of ecstasy. Both pain and pleasure permeated her loins and the tentacles ploughed her with renewed vigour.

Looking to her side, she saw Myrina finally succumbing to pleasure. Myrina had managed to resist her orgasm the first time it came around but the new assault combined with the creature’s biological stimulants was proving to be too much for even her to handle.

The †˜blues’ targeted her weak points and used their smaller feelers to tightly grip her nipples. Almost as if they had read her mind, they focused their attack on her breasts. The smaller ones pulled roughly on her nipples and sucked them into the openings on their heads which they had used for ejaculating. As the sucking commenced other tentacles wrapped around and kneaded her plump yet firm tits.

Oh no!,she thought. †˜The vibrations are intensifying. I won’t be able to stop myself anymore! Here it comes! No! I’m going to cum in front of Helene!

With one last suck the †˜blues’ slipped off her nipples and warm milk burst from them. She let out an ecstatic moan as her climax rocked her body. Her pussy convulsed and she squirted her cum fluid for the world to see.

And so it continued. The †˜blues’ wrapped themselves around the Amazons’ bodies and continued to fuck them in their most delicate places, stopping only to let their collected semen pour out of the women when they had been filled up.

At last as they neared their fifth orgasm, Helene knew that it would be their last. The tentacles pressed the warrior’s bodies face-to-face in the air.

†˜I’m sorry,’ Myrina moaned when their faces were right next to each other, †˜I’m so, so sorry, Helene. I’m… I feel another one coming. I’m going to come again! Please…please forgive me, my love. I…I let these things… I love you, Helene!’

†˜There’s nothing for me to forgive, Myrina. We will always…we will always be together, no matter what happens! I promise you!’

Their breathing became heavier as their orgasms neared. Their breasts sensually rubbed against each other and they squeezed their yearning bodies together as hard as they could. After looking deep into each other’s eyes, they sealed their lips together in one final passionate kiss and were finally brought to climaxes together. Both their cunts convulsed uncontrollably and their lips separated so that they could both shout in pleasure. The tentacles slid out of them and shot out all their loads onto their victims, pumping the last of their cum fluids and covering the girls in liquid lust.

Helene and Myrina panted hard as their orgasms washed over them and nuzzled intimately with each other. Helene whispered something into Myrina’s ear and kissed her on the cheek.

As the heralds sounded their horns, the crowd died down to listen to what would, no doubt, be the declaration of Humanity’s defeat.

†˜Legatus Augustus,’ the Imp King said, †˜would you be so kind as to render the verdict?’

The Legatus’ hands curled into fists and he clenched his jaw. His rage was unmistakable. He stood and walked to the balcony anyway.

†˜People of Cocytus. People of Rome. Our victor has been decided!’ his voice boomed, due to Beelzebub’s magic. †˜Because the human representatives, the Amazons, Helene and Myrina are no longer able to continue the fight-†˜

†˜Who told you that?’ shouted Myrina.

Shock struck the Legatus as he turned his gaze on Myrina, who wore a wicked smile on her face. The masses gasped in awe of what happened next.

†˜You see, Legatus,’ said Helene, ’the fights just begun!†˜

The girls tugged on the tentacles and easily broke free of their captors, crashing down onto the earth below. Both scrambled for their weapons and easily outpaced the †˜greens’ chasing after them. Helene reached her sword first and she quickly slashed upwards to sever the †˜green’ that was about to hit her. Myrina followed suite buy grabbing her hammer and slamming it down on the nearest tentacle. Helene joined her and they took up a defensive stance, back to back, as the mass of green and blue surrounded them.

†˜Duck, Myrina! They’re mine!’ Helene roared.

The appendages shot at them from all sides. Myrina threw herself to the ground and Helene span herself in a circle, slicing through anything in her swords path. The mass of worms was cut to ribbons as Helene speedily tore into them, spilling their purple blood and sending chunks of tentacle flying in all directions.

The humans burst into joyous cheers. “Amazons! Amazons! Amazons!” they rumbled.

Beelzebub shot to his feet so fast that he almost fell into the arena.

†˜You’re just humans! You are just humans! How is this possible?’ he demanded. †˜You shouldn’t even be able to stand, let alone fight!

†˜Can’t you hear the crowds, your Grace?’ asked Myrina. †˜Don’t you hear what they’re shouting?’

†˜We are Amazons!’ said Helene, proudly. ’We are trained to possess stamina far above any normal human! And I think now might be a good time for you to admit defeat.’

Beelzebub ground his teeth.

†˜Never!’ he sneered.

†˜You demons simply don’t know when to give up, do you? Alright. Have it your way. Looks like it’s your turn, Myrina!’

Myrina hooted and charged toward the source of the tentacles, the creature veiled in the darkness behind the raised gate. She disappeared into the void and within seconds a bloodcurdling screech spilled from within it. She emerged with her hammer now coated in fresh blood.

†˜They may not scream when they fight,’ she said, †˜but they all scream when they die!’
She took Helene’s hand and they walked victoriously to the podium.

†˜You looked like you weren’t resisting at all!’ Myrina said as they walked.

†˜That’s because I wasn’t. I knew we’d have our chance to counterattack sooner or later.’ Helene replied.

†˜How did you know that? We could have been killed!’ she complained.

†˜I thought so too but my thinking changed after hearing Beelzebub’s gloating. He said that it was a mass of genitals. In other words, its very existence revolved around reproduction, no, around having sex. Based on its ability to arouse and please women, it was probably a living sex toy created to please his harem.’

†˜Yes, and?’

†˜After it came the first time I noticed that it had lost some of its strength. To compensate for this it used more tentacles to keep its performance consistent. I realised that if I stopped resisting and preserved my energy it would eventually expend itself and give us a chance to turn the tables.’

†˜It could still have killed us, you know’

†˜Oh, it definitely would have. But it would have done so afterwards. After it had used us to satisfy itself. After Beelzebub had sufficiently humiliated us and, by extension, all of humanity for the whole world to see. Only then would he drive the final nail into the coffin and finish us off.

†˜Well we showed him anyway, huh?’

†˜I’m more amazed that you can still move after all that struggling. Your stamina should have run out like that creature’s. Maybe you’re more of a monster than it was?’ Helene asked teasingly.

†˜I did stop struggling…after a while.’

†˜So it felt good for you as well. There’s no need to be embarrassed. It was made for sex. It wouldn’t have been much of a toy if it wasn’t capable of pleasing a woman.’

Myrina paused for a second before she found her courage.

†˜I know I didn’t really like the idea before… but I was thinking…that maybe we could get a toy. A non-living one, I mean.’

Her face turned a bright shade of red.

†˜Sounds good, Myrina.’ Helene said. †˜It will go nicely with the brand new home and the fresh country air. Now let’s wrap this up.’

The two of them giggled as they came upon the podium. They bowed low, with cocktails of both their own love juices and the creatures running down their legs, and smiled gracefully at the royal members on the balcony.

†˜We’re going to smell like cum for weeks…’ Myrina began.

And Helene finished, †˜…so, if it’s all the same to you, we’d like to claim our reward now, please!’