Calisto smiles as she listens in a calm quiet way her hands by her side not even attempting to hide her naked body, bountiful breasts with lovely pink nipples and a slightly shaven pussy making herself look as beautiful and flawless as the arena had made her..nothing but any wet males dream as she stayed silent as she listened to the Kast's words and nods softly when he asked her a question waiting for him to allow her to speak if he wishes that as she stayed silent telling him by her body language that she would be the perfect slave girl and Gladiatrix as she just made sure her chest was slightly pushed back and her hips and thighs where in a position where any eyes could admire the smoothness of her skin, she had been trained well in how to be silent...loyal and beautiful at the same time...perfect Kast Slave Material.

Competent thus far, he noted as he measured up the female again, taking in how she was conveying her answer to his question through body language alone. Well trained, indeed. Whoever had trained her was certainly to be commended for the superb behavior she had demonstrated so far. Not to mention, quite appealing to the eyes. So very appealing indeed. If she wasn't a gift for Varrik, the Kast might have been tempted to have her for himself. "Very good. At ease, you may rest for now. Keep your training up, for I suspect the Rivlak will wish to see more of your fighting skills, especially against opponents other than weak females... No more fights in the arena until you have my permission, however." With this, the Kast turned to leave, stopping for a moment to add, "Consider yourself bought, woman. From this moment on, you belong to the Kast." With this, the alien made his way back to the bar, to find the slaver and go over finalizing the sale for the Gladiatrix. She would find herself visited by other Kast warriors, to be brought to the Lord of Tortuga's tower.

Four Days Later...

Nirras, the Kast that Calisto had met and been bought by, entered the quarters she had been given. It was bigger than her old one, but filled with only what she required, which was essentially basic training equipment and practice weapons, along with a bed and a container for her armor. There was little else, considering her role now as property of the Kast. The alien male appeared to be slightly more pleased, though one could never really tell with the Kast. "Have you prepared yourself? It is time to meet your new master."

For the event, she had been given permission to wear her Gladiatrix armor and a weapon of her own choice, along with a challenge from one of the non-Kast soldiers wishing to test her out for the warlord himself. "You are to fight one who challenges your right to be presented to your master. If you win, his life is forfeit. If he win, then you become his property. I do not need to tell you what I expect from you, yes?"

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(ooh double posted)

Calisto was nothing if not overjoyed when those words left the Kast's lips...or Nirras as she knew, she never forget those words that she was finally bought...something that would've moved her to tears if she wasn't trained to be silent loyal and very deadly with a weapon...her crying had been wiped out in training as she was calmly doing some push ups on the floor of her quarters her room was Spartan like, nothing but bare needs such as her armour, some basic training equipment that she would've seen in almost any human gym back on earth...as well as a bed and some practice wooden weapons as well as some simple towers of wood used to practice her striking on...

Calisto noticed Nirras come in and calmly rose to her feet running a hand through her hair as she turned to the Kast and silently nodded with a small barely seen smile on her lips as she turned to her armour and calmly put it on, having little need for undergarments though she did wear a simple black thong under her battle skirt as she gripped her sword and shield that was attached to her left hand as she nods to Nirras once more moving the arm that held her blade and resting her fist on her left shoulder in an almost warrior like salute ready for battle as she waits for him to lead her away towards where her challenge will take place...in the eyes of her new master...something she was very happy for a chance to prove she was worth her master's time...her eyes hardened and ready like any Kast could see was a true warrior like eyes...

Nirras stared at the Gladiatrix as she finished fitting her armor on and chose her fighting instruments for the match, allowing the 'warrior' silence to focus herself. Even if she was only a gladiatrix and merely a slave, it didn't change the fact she was to fight, and there were certain things a Kast did not screw with. One of them happened to be fighting. Only once was Calisto before him, now in a warrior's mentality, did Nirras gestured for her to follow. The Kast led her through the facility and into the small opening which had since then been converted into an arena by the conquering warlord and his supporters. It was by no means glorious or elaborated. But it was well built and designed, sufficient for the Kast's needs, or for rare events such as this.

Already, there was someone standing in the arena, a member of one of the numerous alien races conquered and assimilated by the Kast. The alien was a reptilian one, with broad muscles and a strong build, along with a thick tail. He appeared very much like a humanoid crocodile, clad in tribal armor and carrying only a spear. All around in the arena, there were numerous Kast, easily the largest group of spectators, though representatives of other races were present as well. And above the northern portion of the arena, an elevated platform stood, originally a speaking stage but now the seat of the Rivlak himself. And indeed, he was already present, sitting within the great throne, the silent lord of the Kast.

"You will both salute Lord Varrik before beginning combat. There are no rules, save for one. The victor rules, the vanquished submits." Nirras spoke as the gate opened, allowing Calisto freedom to enter the arena. "Do not fail me, woman, and do not fail Lord Varrik. Now, go and fight for your place at your master's feet!"

Calisto walked in silence as a woman on a mission as she followed Nirras to the arena that the Kast used for the rare events...something she was pleased too do...she felt at peace when on the arena...as she softly breathed in and out to calm herself more as she looked through the gate and saw her opponent a reptilian warrior not much in armour though she guessed his skin was armour and only wielding a spear as she was wary but confident as she turns to Nirras and silently nodded almost wanting to saw something but kept her mouth shut as she calmly walked into the arena hearing the roars of some of the spectators as she calmly moved to her position in the arena glaring at the almost crocodile bipedal creature before she turned to Varrik not caring if the beast did the same and looking up at him with those warrior eyes before she moved her right fist onto her left shoulder in a salute and bowed her head in respect to him before she turned to her opponent...

She would win...and finally have the master she has desired....which is Varrik even cared when his eyes met those eyes of that human woman...her eyes burned with the flames of a warrior as well as a want to be acknowledged by him...meaning she would be a very fired up fighter...

Pleased by the response he had gotten from Calisto, Nirras merely gestured for her to proceed, watching as the Gladiatrix stepped into the arena. Behind her, the Kast motioned for his fellow Kast to seal the gate and made his way up to the stands, where he expected his investment to prevail over the challenger. And secure her place at the Kast warlord's side as his slave, and by doing so, strengthen his standing under Varrik. It was simply good business, after all. Before the Gladiatrix, the alien challenger grunted at the sight of the approaching female, his spear still resting against his broad chest. Once she had gotten to her position, he did turn to the Rivlak and saluted him as well; unlike Calisto, the alien had instead shouted out something in another language, boasting once again that he would win and that his victory would be dedicated to the warlord himself. What the crocodile-like being failed to realize that there was no honor in besting a female to the Kast, and he was merely making a fool out of himself. Remaining silent was by far the best way to begin, after all, and in this respect, Calisto had managed to bring more supporters over to her side over the challenger, all of them Kast naturally. Nirras merely smirked at this, pleased by the female's behavior.

With that, the alien challenger began twirling his spear around, slowly advancing upon Calisto, 'sportingly' allowing her the opportunity of a first strike. Once again, he was making a fool out of himself by showing mercy.

Calisto gave a simply smile as she finished her bow allowing the many kast a view of her cleavage barely hidden by her outfit as she stood straight and turned to her opponent and calmly smirked in a sultry way as she calmly spun her sword in her hand before gripping the shaft tightly and moved with at least impressive speed for a female as she charged at the beast using her shield to block any strikes from his shield as she slashed at one of the beasts legs moving behind the beastman calmly watching him as she stood up straight to see his reaction...she was focusing on her fight but any of the spectators could view her beautiful curvy form but she kept her focus as the alien growled in pain the sword having gotten a cut on his thick hide somehow as a faint amount of blood trickled out, showing Calisto got the first blood as she noticed a small bit of blood on her blade and smirked as she calmly moved her sword closer to her lips and licked the blood off her sword almost making any male imagine her doing that to there cocks....she was fighting for real but still putting on a show...as all Gladiatrix did..and she hadn't even spoke...

The alien growled in annoyance as it watched Calisto lick at the blood on her blade, angry that she had gotten first blood. The Kast warlord was to approve of that as he himself favored striking first. Nirras turned his gaze to look at Varrik who, while being too far away to be able to read his facial expressions, instead eased forward in his seat. Smiling, the Kast slaver knew that the Rivlak was indeed interested once again. Her victory over the other females in her last match had earned her no small favor among the warlord and his personal entourage. A victory here against a male would do much to cement her position as a Gladiatrix in his stable. There would likely be more but as the first of his 'fighters', she was in a position to make herself his favorite. All of this, the crocodilian creature could not allow. Snarling, the alien jumped into action, stabbing at Calisto with his spear as he closed the distance between them...

Calisto narrowed her eyes as she saw the beast getting more and more angry now as it attempted to stab at her with his spear as she quickly blocked the stabbing with her shield and tried to go for a slash with her own sword but was deflected by the alien as she knew she had it's attentions now as the pair moved through the arena striking hard with there weapons or blocking, Calisto had one advantage in she had a sword and shield while the Alien had only it's spear, but the alien was stronger than her as she had to just avoid a stab of the spear causing her outfit to slightly tear showing the aliens the flesh just below her breasts including the bottom of her breasts now as she glared at the beast..

She knew her chances where slim now...she needed a plan and quickly as she kept avoiding his attacks and blocking with her shield while attempting to slash at the beast again her eyes began glancing down at her own breasts as she slowly began to smirk silently any warrior could see she had some kind of possible dirty plan to win this match...

The Kast warlord watched, still maintaining his expressionless facade, as Calisto fought the alien under his command. He had enjoyed watching the female triumph over her rivals in the last match, and even now, she was showing off her skills once again, showing that she wasn't just a one-trick pony and only had a limited arsenal of fighting techniques. Diversity was what the warlord favored and it was what he hoped to see from her now. Calisto had won with skill and endurance against numbers. Now, it was time to see how she would fare against a male that was both stronger and more resilient than herself. Meanwhile, all the rest of the spectators cheered on and shouted for the female to lose already, wanting to see her dominated and raped before the public for their own amusement. After all, in their eyes, she was only a woman...

Calisto smirked ignoring the voices of the crowds as she kept avoiding and deflecting any attacks by the alien warrior as Varrik would if his eyes where watching as Calisto smirked calmly and moved slightly at another stab but any warrior saw as she moved she on purpose made sure the spear got her top as it ripped off exposing her breasts to the crowd, no doubt cheering now at the show now as Calisto smirked at the alien who growled in arousal being closer to those massive breasts and taking in her scent as she calmly moved a leg kicking his chin making him stumble back for now as she used her body to distract him as she moved fast and went for a slash to his spear wielding arm to try and force him back while her breast jiggled in his eyes distracting him with a want to stare at those...

She was being smart using her sensual body to seduce this Alien into making mistakes as she moved a leg and kicked him again on his side right below the ribs...

Nirras smiled as he watched his investment, pleased that she was giving the crowd what they wanted to see without allowing herself to taste defeat at the challenger's hands. The arena went louder as the Gladiatrix's breasts came free, just as the alien warrior leered at them himself. Such a foolish male, Nirras thought to himself, being distracted so easily on the battlefield. Something like that was liable to get you killed. This was noticed by Varrik as well who merely grunted in annoyance, displeased that there were still soldiers in his ranks that were easily lured in by naked flesh alone. The Gladiatrix, on the other hand, the warlord approved of after seeing her making use of such weaknesses.

Calisto grins as she got the beast distracted with her body currently topless now giving the crowds a show of her chest as she moved fast towards the Alien as she slashed her sword at one right leg to try and cut him down to size now, the Alien roared in pain as she got a deep gash on his right leg as he stumbled and glared at her before going for another stronger stab which Calisto blocked with her shield but his arousal and seeing that flesh was conflicting with the pain and anger as Calisto drove a knee into the gash making the Alien roar again in pain as he stumbled back as Calisto grins calmly as she rushed forward and using her legs jumped off the ground and swung her leg around hitting the Alien right on the head hard sending him to the ground as Calisto landed on her feet pointing her blade at his throat...

The fight was simply pathetic on the part of the alien warrior, being wounded so easily like that by a mere female. Indeed, the Kast in the audience, Varrik alongside them, were not impressed at all. Beyond them, the rest of the aliens in the great arena were thoroughly enjoying the show, hooting and whistling at the sight of a topless Calisto, not caring whenever she had her challenger beaten, and beaten he was. This fact was painfully obvious not only to the alien on the ground but to everyone else in the arena. It was then that Varrik finally stood, abandoning his seat at last, and approached the edge of his platform. Needing to say nothing, the Rivlak of Tortuga merely held up his hand, clenched into a fist at first.

Then he made the thumbs down gesture, signaling that the challenger's life was not worth keeping. As if on cue, the arena roared into life as a "KILL! KILL! KILL!" chant began, the spectators cheering Calisto on to kill the disgraced warrior.