The arena was again going to host one of the more favoured matches between Claudette Eliza and Iria Strike. Claudette is the only gladiatrix to defeat Iria in singles combat. Claudette herself was just leaving one of the showers calmly making sure she was cleaned and headed off to her room to dry off and dress in her usual bikini attire she wears during Gladiatrix vs Gladiatrix matches.

Meanwhile the smaller Valentina was calmly entering one of the other shower rooms and calmly smirks. Already naked as she slipped inside and saw her fellow Gladiatrix...the lovely Iria and also owned by the same mistress as Valentina. Smirking softly as she approached. "Hey, so you all set to take her on? After all she is the only one of us who actually beat you in a straight up fight." Valentina grins softly.

"You must be excited about fighting her again I assume?" Valentina asked as she went to the next shower beside the one Iria was using and began washing up herself.

Iria sighed softly as she dragged a soapy rag across her mountainous globes. The so called Queen of the Arena had her title soiled upon her defeat at the hands of another Gladiatrix. It was frustrating having to deal with defeat. The amazon's pride could not tolerate failure in combat. But, she was not afraid of Claudette. She was more than ready to show that new fighter who the true warrior was.

She frowned upon hearing Valentina's comment. Though under the same Mistress, Iria had little care for Valentina and the two rarely got along. As fighters of the arena, they were both striving to earn fame and the loving attention of their owner. "Hmph. I will crush her just like the others..." Iria stated firmly, "Unlike you, I actually win my fights."

The water turned off and the glistening nude amazon stepped out of the shower to grab a towel. Her match would be starting soon and had no time to waste on idle chitchat. Her outfit was nearby, hanging on a locker as the amazon began drying herself off.

"Hmm still so arrogant even after she kicked your ass..." Valentina chuckled calmly while a third unknown figure calmly approached while valentina kept washing her hair. "But I'll admit I don't have your orgeish strength...but I do have one thing that you sometimes lake.." Valentina chuckles calmly. "I like to call it cunning." Valentine said before something heavy and metal suddenly smashed into the back of Iria's head...being the shield used by Calisto, another Gladiatrix that Iria defeated awhile ago. Calisto moved quickly and leaned down and punched right between poor Iria's legs her fist hitting that unprepared pelvis only to suddenly slap a nearby rag against Iria's mouth to avoid any screams of pain.

Valentina calmly continued washing herself while Calisto quickly drove punch after punch into Iria's stomach using that rag to blind and gag the amazon warrior. That same shield of Calisto's having rolled away and landing by Valentina's feet who glanced down at the item before picking it up...and softly smirked.

"Uhhnnn..." Iria's vision flashed black and white as she stumbled forward. Her head throbbed in agony as the solid metal shield nearly knocked the hard headed amazon out completely. A rag covered hand caught her, preventing her from falling as a fist came up right between her thighs. Red hot agony lanced through her sex. The pain made the amazon's hands go down to protect her nether region while punch after punch pounded against her solid abs.

Calisto got a few good punches in before Iria suddenly pushed back with both arms. Her amazon might sent the woman flying backwards into the shower wall. The warrior woman was still seeing stars but she pushed herself to fight back against this cowardly attacker. She rushed forward and proceeded to flatten Calisto's belly with some vicious gut punches of her own.

Calisto grunts as she dodged to the side thanks to Iria still seeing stars. Calisto swung a leg and slammed it into Iria's kidneys while pushing her against the shower wall. Calisto frowning softly as she slammed a knee between the amazons legs for more sudden pain before raining punches onto her kidneys and lower back keeping her head against the shower wall while gripping her hair in a painful grip.

Valentina continued to silently watch while holding that shield...watching as Calisto was still giving Iria quite the pounding. Of course it wouldn't take much for Iria to fight out of this. Valentina moving silently as Iria was no doubt still a little starry eyed thanks to that strike with the shield. Watching and waiting until Calisto was truly in trouble before sneaking behind Iria and slamming the shield down once more onto the back of her head.

Calisto was an average fighter but she still had the upper hand as she nimbly avoided the powerful punch. "Oof!" The fighter sank her foot into Iria's kidney before pushing her up against the wall. The knee ended up smacking her ass which did very little. But, her forehead slammed against the tile wall as the amazon was held in place. Weak groans escaped the warrior woman as punch after punch sank into her kidney.

The woman had a few good hits in before Iria pushed off the wall, fighting back with her unnatural strength. She turned around as the back of her hand came swinging around and clocked Calisto across the jaw. The blow would leave the gladiatrix reeling as a second punch came, snapping that neck back while a third punch came in to finish the combo.

Iria did so well against other gladiatrices due to her insane strength which was what allowed her to stand up to even monsters in the arena. The amazon was quickly regaining composure and building moment as she proceeded to move her assault down to Calisto's stomach. Each blow would cave that stomach in a bit, forcing air from those lungs. Calisto was not going to survive the amazon's rage for long.

~KLANG!~

Again, Iria's vision went black and white as the metal shield connected with the back of her head. Her body slumped up against Calisto, sagging as she was barely keeping on her feet. Her breasts smothered over Calisto, the woman still naked from her shower. Her arms were limp to her side as pain stabbed directly into her brain. Iria was still conscious but was completely stunned by the second cruel sneak attack.

Calisto grinned and quickly and roughly pinched and twisted Iria's nipples as her arms were forcefully slotted into the grip of the shield pinning them behind her back as Valentina drove a knee right into a spot where one of the kidneys were located. Calisto thrusting her own knee upwards right between those legs to further give Iria some more pain. With the other woman behind her holding her arms which were restrained by the shield which was hard to get her arms free. Allowing Calisto to rapidly punch Iria's face, breasts, belly and also kicked and kneed her legs and hips.

Valentina was luckily hidden from view so Iria had no clue that Valentina was helping in beating the hell out of the amazon. Calisto spun a high kick that smashed into the temple of Iria before a powerful punch slammed into her stomach to draw more breath out. Calisto scooped one arm between Iria's legs before picking her up suddenly and slamming her to the floor luckily the running water of the showers kept the noise from being heard as Calisto straddled Iria's chest slamming fist after fist into her face allowing Valentine to stomp and stamp onto the amazons legs making sure they were hurting.

"Heheh...how does it feel you amazon cow...being so helpless?" Calisto growled grabbing Iria's hair roughly glaring into her eyes. "Don't worry your not gonna be missing that match of yours...I wonder how much Claudette will make you scream...heh and that foolish red haired bimbo has no clue how...helpless you'll be," Calisto grinned as she twisted Iria's nipples very painfully while pushing that towel into the amazons face to smother her.

Iria cried out in pain as her nipples throbbed in agony between Calisto's fingers. The knee to her back forced the air from her lungs while her arms were being bound behind her back with the shield. The straps tightened, ensuring she would not free herself so easily. The amazon had no clue who was behind her though she could hazard a guess. But there was no time to look behind her as a knee crashed against her unprotected sex, causing the breathless woman to whimper.

Held up by Valentina, Calisto went to work on wearing down the powerful gladiatrix. Calisto's fists felt like they were punching a solid wall as they made contact with those toned abs. But even a mountain could be worn away by a running stream over time. Unable to defend herself, each attack connected. Iria's head snapped from one side then the other, keeping her dazed as the persistent beating gradually softened that bruising belly. Each punch now left her breathless and every fist that sank into her breasts caused her to whimper. Her eyes were glazed over, her body battered and bruised.

Calisto lifted Iria up and slammed her face first into the wet shower floor. With her arms bound, the amazon had no way to break her fall as she took the full impact of the brutal throw. Rolled onto the shield on her back, Calisto mounted her and continued the beating. Feet stomped on her legs as fist after fist made the back her skull crack against the unforgiving floor. Blood trickled out of a split lip as her face began to bruise from the brutal beat down.

Iria's eyes were half mast. No one was home as Calisto growled her taunts. She squirmed weakly beneath the woman as she was smothered. Darkness closed in as she was soon limp beneath the cruel woman.

"Nice work," Valentina purred once she saw Iria was outcold. Calisto growling and removed the towel only to lightly bite and nibble one of the nipples sucking up some of that milk as Valentina suckles up some milk from the other nipple. Both of them taking quite drinks before smirking as Valentina moved to a small satchel she brought as she got out a strange bottle of liquid. Squirting it onto hers and Calisto's hands as they smirked and approached Iria.

Calisto rubbed the strange liquid onto Iria's face and also rubbed her lips with a finger teasing them softly as that split lip began to almost look healed as was her face as the bruises were gone. Calisto grinned and rubbed the liquid into Iria's breasts. Massaging it deeply into every nerve healing the breasts as well. Or at least it seemed to be. While she worked on the arms now after freeing them from the shields straps.

Valentina rubbed the same liquid onto the bruises on her belly and also her back making the bruises vanish but still hurting just like the rest of her body. Valentina's hands soon slide down and lightly rubs onto the pussy pushing two liquid coated fingers inside and rubbed the insides flooding them with that liquid to appear like it was healed but it was still hurting. Before massaging into the legs from that soft rear down the hips and thighs to those legs. Making sure every bit of Iria was bruise and injury free.

Calisto grinned and forced a tingling kiss onto Iria's lips. "Let's go," She said as the liquid hadn't healed the amazon but merely made her appear healed. While also increasing her bodies sensitivity every inch of her was a bundle of nerves just waiting to be touched and react to it...Calisto and Valentina quickly left after making sure Iria would wake up.

Iria did not react as the two women took advantage of her unconscious form. Her long nipples expelled milk into their hungry lips before they moved on with their plan. Strange fluid was rubbed into the amazon's battered body. Bruises fade but it was all just a ploy to cover their tracks. The bruises were still very much there but were simply no longer visible. Worse, the fluid seemed to make her body several more times more sensitive.

Soft groans escaped the woman's lips as the fluid was rubbed into her huge tits and inside her aching folds. The two dragged her body out of the shower and layed her on one of the benches before leaving. Iria shook her head slowly, struggling to regain consciousness.

The guards came in and shook Iria awake. The woman woke with a start. She groaned softly as the guards informed her to get to the arena before she was counted as late. The amazon looked around, finding no sign of Calisto and her partner in crime. She had no time to go after them or head to the med bay to get checked up. Shivers ran through her body as the air caressing her exposed tits awakened her hyper-sensitive nerves.

Slipping on her tight fitting outfit made the warrior woman moan. Her breasts were pulsing as her nipples stood rock hard through the tight black latex. The guards quickly escorted the weary and battered fighter to the gates. The roar of the crowd pounded inside her still throbbing skull. But the amazon quickly jogged to the wrestling ring set up in the middle of the arena. She climb in and posed for the crowds. Every motion forced those bruised muscles to stretch and scream in pain. But, she had hold out. Claudette was still not as strong as her. She just had to get the upper hand and hold it before she is worn down further.

Calista and Valentina were long gone leaving poor Iria unable to go heal herself...yet she would notice a lack of any visible bruises or injuries on her body? Even soft air caressing her hyper sensitive breasts, which were already quite sensitive was quite a challenge to ignore. But the amazon was able to get dressed and headed out to the crowds. Her opponent was already arriving as well. She recieving a rather sizable roar as well to further strain Iria's aching head. The red haired beauty had quite a number of fans after beating Iria. Smiling and slipping into the ring slowly making sure the crowd get a nice view of her bent over between the ropes before slipping in and posed to the crowds.

Claudette grinned as she turned to see Iria and moved to her own corner and blinked her eyes at the amazon. "So you ready for now?" Claudette asked, it seemed her opponent was clueless about her injuries. But there wouldn't be much time to talk as the ref explained the rules as usual and doing a light pat down incase the girls were hiding weapons. This was mostly an excuse for some light gropes from the ref. But while it only annoyed Claudette it was either hurting or pleasuring poor Iria's hyper sensitive body.

But after making sure each of them were clean and ready. He signalled the bell for the match to begin. Claudette moving out of her corner and approached the amazon carefully her hands in a ready position to respond to any attacks.

It was once again a best two out of three match. Pins and submissions were accepted methods of victory. Iria glared at Claudette. For all she knew, Claudette could have been the one who sent Calisto to ambush her in the showers. But, nothing would be gained from accusing the other gladiatrix. The match would soon begin and matters would be settled then.

A humanoid alien was in the ring with them, providing a physical referee to oversee the match and ensure the rules were followed accordingly. The creature approached them both. Hands groped their bodies in search for hidden weapons but it was just a poor excuse to feel up the girls. The referee was certainly a lucky man.

"Nngh!" Iria tensed as hands slid over her covered breasts. Shivers ran up and down her spine. Gasps escaped her as she was breathing heavily. Her breasts swelled and firmed immediately to the attention. His hands moved lower, stroking her covered slit slowly. "Uhhnnn..." Hands gripped the ropes tightly to avoid keeling over from the surge of pleasure rushing up into her loins. Iria was panting by the time the ref finished. The chime sounded the start of the first round.

The amazon moved from her corner and began circling the ring while her opponent did much the same. Iria did not come charging out like she usually did. Her body ached from her wounds and the fondling she just suffered. She would stare down Claudette, studying her foe and readying herself for an attack.

The ref was enjoying his groping and fondling of the amazon squeezing her breasts just right while he moved down to stroke her slit with a hand further pleasuring her hyper sensitive body the ref giving her asscheeks a nice grope and squeeze before smirking and pulling away. He having done the same to Claudette who had only been annoyed rather than writhing in pleasure.

Claudette's eyes narrowed at this rather lack of aggression from her opponent and moved forward with a forward punch only to pull back should Iria react to it. Claudette then moved in with a sudden forward step and went for a punch towards Iria's face only to follow up with a knee to the stomach region. She'd follow it up with a sweeping kick to the amazons legs to try and knock her down.

If that somehow worked. Claudette would attempt to mount onto the knocked down amazon and punch her with her fists towards her chest and face.

Even with her damaged and sensitive form, it was going to take more than half hearted punches to stop Iria. All the feint did was warn the amazon ahead of time that an attack was coming. It was with that the busty gladiatrix realized that Claudette did not know she was battered. The other fighter was worried about committing to an attack as trading blows with the warrior woman would lead to only one thing.

Claudette tried to rush forward after her feint but Iria saw it coming. Her body ached but she could easily block and catch the straight punch. The caught punch would square the gladiatrix up for a punch of her own. Claudette going in for the knee meant she was running right into Iria's gut punch. Even with a hurting body, Iria's blows were still as devastating as ever. The impact would be enough for her opponent to feel spread throughout her stomach and body, giving Iria a chance to swing that still grabbed arm into an Irish whip towards the ropes.

Claudette grunts as she punch hit and was irish whipped but was able to keep her focus despite the pain in her stomach. Claudette used the ropes to launch herself at Iria and used that momentum to suddenly leap off the floor and went for a running drop kick to Iria's chest slamming both feet into her. This caused Claudette to land on her back. But she quickly rolled backwards and onto her feet.

She quickly approached Iria if she was either pushed back or knocked down and would go for a full powered punch now. Claudette went for fast and non feinting punches for now. Her attacks were no doubt straining Iria's already hurt body to defend against them. Claudette truly had no idea about that sneak attack...the red haired beauty was an unknowing pawn of Calisto's to use on Iria.