Calisto smiled weakly her legs looking like jello. As she nodded to his words her belly having bulged a little more from his cum packed inside her. She nodded at his words to her about sleeping with him tonight as she nods softly. Showing she was still acting like a good kast slave as she groaned softly as she felt that cock slowly moving out of her as she headed towards the bed either by her own walk or her master carrying her to the bed as she laid on the large mattress as she smiled laying in an as alluring pose as she could for her master as she smiled though she looked exhausted..

Naturally, the slave was left to move toward the bed on her own, as Varrik would never have stooped to helping a mere human toy. No, as soon as Calisto had gotten onto the the bed and made a pose as to entice her master, the Kast approached her. He didn't move on top of Calisto yet, but rather pushed the Gladiatrix around until she was flat on her stomach before pushing her up onto her knees, clearly intending to take her from behind. Placing one foot on the mattress, Varrik guided his cock to the tight button of her ass and, lubricated with her juices already, began pushing his shaft into Calisto, inch by inch. Once he was halfway in, the warlord began a sawing motion, grinding the cock in and out of Calisto and leaving her to moan against the soft blankets.

Calisto groaned and moaned as she buried her head into a pillow her hips pointing straight upward for her master to have easy access as she moaned at that cock sawing almost in and out of her poor tight butt as she moaned her pussy drooling from the fucking she had recieved from her master despite this she was still able to stay awake and even thrusted back though weakly. She was determined to pleasure her master that was for sure.

Indeed, Calisto was such a well-behaved slave that even Varrik found himself pleased to have received such a gift. It was a pleasure, in more ways than one, to find a female that knew her proper place and remained firmly within its bounds; those that stepped out of them irritated the warlord almost as much as the alien scum that inhabited Tortuga. His appreciation, the Kast showed by dominating Calisto, one hand on her back as he gripped her hip with the other, hammering away at the Gladiatrix for all she was worth.

Calisto moaned into the pillow muffling her voice so she didn't disturb her masters fun. Her hips continued thrusting back weakly as she was orgasming again no doubt from this as she shuddered in his grip. But despite her weak and exhausted body and mind she kept going knowing her master could easily do this without her help anyway but she kept going wanting to show she wished to pleasure him back.

The warlord kept at it, taking advantage of his race's superior stamina and staying power in order to eke out the most from Calisto, his cock buried to the base with every stroke as he hammered away at her ass. He understood, however, how worn the Gladiatrix was at this point, especially given that she had gone from a match to servicing her new master with only little rest in between. The high temperature that pervaded the Tower likely contributed to the fatigue as a sheen of perspiration covered Calisto's body, slick to the touch even as Varrik showed no signs of breaking a sweat yet. This, he thought to himself, would demand a tougher regimen for improving her stamina even further...

Calisto groaned as she was still mostly awake her body was exhausted. She felt the slick perspiration of her body in his hands. But she was still going rather well despite her body's condition. She kept weak thrusts that were no doubt barely felt as her once tight ass attempted to clench around the whole Kast member packed fully inside her poor ass as she wriggled weakly trying to do something to pleasure back. But she and Varrik both knew she was reaching her limit any moment now. As she orgasmed once more shuddering under him.

Sensing that she was nearly at her limit, Varrik sped up his pace, pumping his cock into her behind faster and faster. No longer holding back now, it did not take long for the warlord of Tortuga to blow his load, coating the inside of her ass with thick Kast semen. Several more thrusts brought out a few ropes of cum before Varrik finally ceased his rough fucking. He remained silent for a long moment as he gathered his composure, allowing his slave to catch her breath as well. "Rest now. You may sleep in my bed for the night. Tomorrow, you meet your new teachers."

Calisto could only scream and moan into her pillow while her poor ass was being roughly taken by her master the thick kast semen coating inside of her poor ass. As she gasped and moaned her hips shuddering at the aftermath of the sex. Panting deeply as she laid on the bed before slowly rolling onto her back looking up at her master. "Hmm.." She said as she opened her eyes looking up at him again and nods saying she understood..before slowly she would drop into peaceful slumber.

With that, Tortuga's lord and master took his leave, allowing the exhausted Gladiatrix to sleep in his bed as he returned to his outer chambers, expecting several other visitors. While he washed up before their arrival, the warlord began considering which instructor would be best suited for Calisto, best suited to bring out her strengths and cover for her weaknesses. He also considered the idea of teaching her the Kast's art of combat and their various methods to dealing with enemies.

Either way, he could abide by Calisto losing to monsters, never expecting any female to be able to deal with such superior foes... But against her fellow women, Varrik would not be so pleased with her should she lose against Gladiatrixes. There was a limit to how weak and incompetent you could be, especially by Kast standards.