Narella the Gladiator - Travelling to the Summer Games
By TheSword
Narella, recovering from injuries in the arena travels to the Summer Games for her next fight


The following should not be read by those under eighteen, those who
do not want to read about violence and sex and those squeamish about
death by the sword.
Forget about so-called Gladiators that hit each other with soft
rubber things and are dressed like american footballers! Narella is
the real thing!



Dressed in a long cloak and carrying her worldly goods in a small
back pack, Narella marches along the quiet roadway. Her most
important possession is strapped around her narrow waist, her sword.
Her sword is her living as she travels between cities fighting in
the arena. Her meagre earnings go back home to keep her family.
She has travelled twenty miles from Tegea where she recently
defeated the veteran gladiator, Gant. (See "Narella fights a
Gladiator"). Recovering for a few painful weeks after having forty
crude stitches in her flank she began training again a month ago and
decided she would travel on to Trikkala to fight in the Summer
Games.

A glade of trees attracts her as a good place to spend the night. A
small stream runs through the trees and the undergrowth is soft and
green. She lights a small fire and cooks some of her small supply of
dried meat, relaxing in the dying light. The wound in her side still
aches a bit but she was rapidly re-gaining her strength. She dozes
off in the peace and comfort.
A twig snaps a few feet away and she wakes up to see a figure
looking down at her. 'Damn, how could I get caught so easily' she
thinks.
"Come and look what I've found, Descius" the figure shouts and
another man appears in the glade. Narella gets cautiously to her
feet.
At first Descius and his friend Ledix only notices her six foot plus
height, the fair hair tied back from an attractive but scarred face
and then the eyes. Cold as ice and fearless. Unfortunately for them
they mistake her annoyance with fear.
"No need to be frightened. Be a good girl and you'll be okay. We just
want a bit of fun"
"Get lost and leave me in peace!" says Narella
"Not just yet, lovely. We don't often find beautiful women by the
roadside for our entertainment" says Ledix.
"What do you mean, entertainment? I said get lost and I mean it. I
don't want a man tonight and I wouldn't have a wimp like you if I
did"
"Going to play hard to get, are we?"
"No. Impossible to get"
"Take off your cloak and the rest of your clothes or we might have to
get rough" orders Ledix
'Oh, what the hell. Let's teach them a lesson then I can get some
sleep' thinks Narella.
"Okay, then. If you're sure that's what you want?" she says
"I'm sure, girly"
They step back to watch the 'girl' undress. Narella coyly turns her
back and appears to be pulling off her clothes under her cloak.
She's actually casting off unnecessary items and adjusting her
sword.
"Come on, hurry up, you bitch!" shouts Descius
Narella turns, throwing off her cloak.
"Bloody hell!" both men exclaim as they are suddenly faced with six
foot of stunningly muscled amazon gladiator. She wears boots,
leather G-string, wide leather belt and little else besides her
sword. She flexes enormous biceps and her large pecs push forward
her small but firm breasts, wide lats taper to her narrow waist,
lumps of muscle make up her abdominals. Old and fresh scars run
across her flanks, chest and stomach - reminders of hard fights.
"Bloody hell!" they say again.
"Okay who's first?"
"Sorry, I think we made a mistake" says Descius
"It was his idea" says Ledix pointing at his companion
They turn to run but Narella throws her knife into Descius' butt and
he goes down. Ledix at least has the guts to stay with his friend.
"I said, who's first? You said you wanted games"
"Not against a bloody gladiator" says Ledix
"Bare handed then? Two macho men against one unarmed girl"
"Girl!?"
Before he has time to argue she is on him, driving him to the
ground. Instantly she has him in a neck hold then gets her legs
around him and squeezes with her powerful thighs. He struggles
briefly before passing out. She goes over to Descius.
"Don't hurt me any more. Why did you have to throw a knife at me.
You could have killed me"
"If I'd wanted to kill you then you'd be dead. I just want to teach
you both a lesson". He cries out as she pulls her knife out of
him. She cleans it and returns it to her scabbard
"Not too serious. I'll bind it for you. Where're you headed?"
"My brother and I were going to Trikkala. To work at the Summer
Games"
"That's where I'm going" says Narella
"To fight?"
"Yes. To fight. Guess I'll just have to travel with you two and make
sure you don't get up to any more mischief. You might need someone
to protect you as well, there're plenty of bandits about"
"What! Yes. That'd be fantastic"
"Don't get too excited. I don't really fancy either of you… unless I
get desperate of course!"
She helps him to his feet, lifting his weight easily.
"Bloody hell, you're strong" exclaims Descius
"Stronger than you want to know, sweetie. Now, wake up your pal and
we'll see what you've brought me to eat"

In the morning the three of them continue on toward Trikkala,
Descius limping because of his knife wound. The sun beats down on
Narellas bare, brown skin massaging away the stiffness from sleeping
on the leaves in the glade.
Ledix trips and stumbles
"Ledix, try watching your feet instead of my tits!"
"I prefer the look of your tits to my feet" he replies.
"Don't get ideas, little man. Looking is all you're allowed!"

They trudge on along the dusty road for many miles before stopping
for a break by a river. Narella removes her sword, boots and
remaining clothes and jumps in. She swims with powerful strokes,
enjoying the cool water on her bare, dusty skin.
Suddenly she is aware of four figures watching her on the bank.
'Bandits! Damn! Totally unarmed and facing bandits, oh shit' Narella
curses.
"Hello, luvvy. Enjoying the water? Come on out I've got a big
surprise for you" says one of them waving his genitals in her
general direction.
She rises from the water and there is an awed silence as they
contemplate her heavily-muscled body.
"Bloody hell!" they all say in unison. Is that all men can think to
say thinks Narella -'Bloody hell'?
"Well where's your big surprise then, little man. If that's it then
I've seen bigger on a fish"
The other three laugh.
"Don't get clever with me you bitch" he says as he makes a grab for
Narella.
Pain erupts between his legs as Narella knees him in the groin
putting all her twenty eight inch thighs behind the blow. As he
bends over she drives up with both arms breaking his neck. He falls
to the ground stone dead.
"Okay, who's next?" challenges Narella
The other three draw swords and charge her. Having anticipated this
cowardly move she had taken the dead bandits sword as he fell. She
stabs one of the attackers as she runs round behind them. The other
two stop and spin round to face her as she grabs a second sword.
"A bit more even now, two swords against two swords" she shouts as
she moves in with some vicious cuts to their necks. They both parry
the blows but are amazed at the raw power behind them. She feints
with one sword then the other and, taking them by surprise,
simultaneously drives one into each bandit. They gasp as their
abdomens are slit open and sink to their knees clutching at spilling
intestines. Narella kicks one in the face and he falls backwards
with a cry as she stabs him in the chest. Almost at the same time she
aims a powerful swing at the other bandit and neatly severs his head.
She stands, breathing lightly, surrounded by the four dead bandits.
Her muscles are pumped, nipples erect and warm wetness seeping
between her thighs - gods, I like a good fight she thinks.
"Okay it's safe to come out now, you wimps" she shouts
Two heads appear from behind a distant boulder.
"Thanks for the warning, boys"
Ledix and Descius come toward her looking sheepish. "They were here
before we realised, Narella. Sorry"
"Huh! A girl can't even have a bath in peace round here and now I'm
covered in blood I'll have to have another one. Do you think you
could keep proper watch this time?"
"Yes. You were fantastic, Narella. I thought they'd kill you"
"So did they, Descius. Their mistake!"
So Narella jumps back into the river and has an undisturbed swim -
apart from the two pairs of eyes on the bank watching every move of
her magnificent body!
"That's not the kind of watch I meant!" She shouts at them.

They travel over thirty miles that day and just make it to a
small town before dusk.
Narella would have slept in the open but now she had these two
brothers to pay the bills a proper bed was in order.
She found they had booked one room with only one large bed. Oh well,
I'm feeling bloody horny tonight and two men might be enough for
starters, thinks Narella.
They were pretty damned good. Perhaps they'd got their uses after
all. Both worked together to give Narella one of the best orgasms
for years and went on to give her another half dozen. When she had
her first orgasm Descius had been licking and sucking her tits and
Ledix was the unlucky one who had his head between her thighs. He
felt as if his skull would crack and that his head was being ripped
off! They were a bit more careful after that!
Eventually when she'd had enough she kicked the two brothers off the
bed and lay there exhausted, dripping with sweat, juices and cum. She
fell into a deep, satisfied sleep.

In the morning, after a breakfast that would have satisfied a horse
- what the hell, she wasn't paying - Narella investigated the town.
A notice immediately caught her eye; 'wrestling match - can you beat
the mancrusher - good prize money - open to all - noon start'. She
wasn't really a wrestler, her training had been mostly sword
fighting, but she was bored and hadn't fought in arena or ring for
months now. And she needed the money. Okay then noon it would be.

She and her two 'boys' walked down to the venue for the fight which
turned out to be a small arena with room to seat a few hundred. They
approached a table where someone appeared to be taking entry fees
and waited in a short queue.
"Next… Both of you? " the man said to Ledix and Descius
"They're not fighting. I am. How much to enter?" interrupted Narella
"To fight in my ring? A woman?"
"How clever of you to notice, sweety"
"Bugger off and don't waste my time"
"Oops!" says Ledix
The promoter found his feet were no longer on the ground as Narella
effortlessly lifted him with one arm by his shirt. It ripped with a
load noise and he fell to the ground with a thump. She lifted him up
on to his feet again and repeated "How much to enter?"
"Shit! Two silver pieces"
She grabbed his hand and began squeezing "The others were paying one
piece" and squeezed tighter.
The promoter screamed at the pain being inflicted by her iron grip
"Okay, okay. One piece"
"Thanks. Give it to him Descius"
"Are you a wrestler, lady?" asked the promoter rubbing his damaged
hand.
"No. I'm a gladiator"
"Shit! You're not going to kill anyone are you? You'll fight fair?"
"Don't you worry little man. There won't be too much blood"

Narellas turn comes and she steps into the ring to face a large man
who has just beaten the daylights out of his previous two opponents.
He sneers as he says "So now I've got to fight a tart, have I?"
Descius and Ledix, both in the crowd, hear the loud remark and they
groan. They had learned that it just wasn't the sort of remark to
make if you wanted Narella to be reasonable!
"Well that's okay, sweetie. You fight the tart and she'll destroy
the fat slob opposite her" says Narella removing her cloak.
Underneath she only has on her leather thong and nothing else. There
is an audible intake of breath from the crowd as they see her
magnificent physique. She flexes biceps, pecs and legs for all to
see. A couple recognize her and start to chant her name. At the
prospect of fighting her nipples harden and she feels the familiar
warmth deep inside her and a wetness between her legs.
She looks very strong and the scars on her body shows she has fought
and won many times in the arena. Her opponent is not looking so
confident now. Faced by a muscular, pumped-up amazon gladiator, who
he has just annoyed, he has nothing to be confident about - except
being smashed to a pulp.
The fight begins. They grapple hand to hand and Narella lets him
force her to her knees. "Not so strong then, bitch" he says just as
Narella rolls to her back hanging onto his wrists, pushes her feet
into his midriff and throws him across the ring to land heavily. She
is on him in a flash and gets him in a neck hold but he twists over
and she loses her grip. He lets fly a powerful punch to Narellas
stomach but she just grunts a little as the blow bounces off her
powerful abdominals. He tries another.
"I was told no fists, you slob, but if you want it rough then…"
He is hit by blow after blow like a sledgehammer. His abdomen is
pummeled and he takes several right and left hooks to his head. He
is staggered at the ferocity and power of the attack and wished he
hadn't hit her now. He tries to defend himself and eventually
manages one hard punch to Narellas face which takes her unawares and
she falls over, briefly stunned. He jumps on her and pins her arms
back. The referee, who has been standing well back, begins a count.
Narella lets him count to eight then using all her strength throws
the wrestler off. She gets behind him, grabs him in a neck hold with
her arm then wraps her powerful legs around him. He staggers about
with her attached to him like a leach but as she flexes her bicep,
and the bulging muscle tightens on his neck, he sags to the ground.
Just before he passes out she releases the pressure and begins using
her legs. The wrestler cries out as he feels his sides being crushed
and then finds he can't even draw a breath. When he is close to
passing out again she spins both of them over and holds his
shoulders down. The count begins. "nine, ten!" The crowd roar as
the referee holds Narellas arm aloft, the winner in under two
minutes.
Her sixth sense warns her that the recovered wrestler is charging
from behind. She spins round, trips him while holding his arm, and
feels it come out of its socket. The wrestler shrieks with the pain
but he has now seriously pissed off Narella so she gets him in
another scissors hold and squeezes. Her quads swell as they pile on
the pressure and a cracking sound comes from a breaking rib but the
wrestler can't cry out, he can't even breath. As one more rib cracks
he passes out and Narella releases him. "You won't be fighting for a
while, slob. You should've shown me a bit of respect"

Descius and Ledix rush over excitedly to congratulate Narella. "You
were fantastic Narella. Not exactly wrestling though" says Ledix
"The slob started the rough stuff. I just finished it"
"I reckoned he was done for when he called you a tart at the
beginning"
"Okay boys, lets get that prize money"
The promoter was looking a worried man. He hadn't reckoned on anyone
beating his wrestler. They hadn't until Narella. He put her last
because he thought his wrestler might be tired and a mere woman
would be easy to finish on.
"Well sweetie where's the prize money"
"You didn't fight to the rules"
"Nor did your slob, Mister Promoter"
"You'll have to come to my house this evening to fetch it. You don't
think I'd carry it around with me do you?"
"Your house. This evening. Okay, I'll find it" said Narella
The Promoter scurried off to tend to his battered wrestler who was
just coming round and crying like a child.

She finds the house in the corner of one of the older squares.
Descius and Ledix are following her around as usual. Who could
blame them, she was quite interesting to be around - if a little
dangerous at times!
She suspected trouble and was dressed as for the arena. Helmet,
chainmail on her left arm, thong and wide leather belt and knee-high
boots. She was also wearing her dagger and trusty sword.
Narella kicks in the door - saving the promoter the trouble of
having to answer her knock - and strides into the house and through
into a courtyard where the promoter and two other men stare in
surprise.
"My prize money, please" Narella only ever said 'please' when she
didn't really mean it.
"I told you, you didn't fight fair. No prize"
"Then I'm going to have to teach you a lesson, little man"
"You’re the one who's going to be taught a lesson you bitch" The
promoter signaled to the two men and then said "Kill her!"
The two thugs drew their swords and advanced confidently on Narella.
In a moment her sword was in her hand and she stood defensively
watching the two armed thugs approach. "Stay back or I'll kill you
both"
"The tart says she's going to kill us, Dracus. Oh I am frightened"
"I warned you two, she's dangerous. Don't play with her. Just kill
her" says the promoter.
"Okay, come on and die then you little shits" shouts Narella
They attack her but every time they think they're going to get her
she's either not there any more or their wrists jar with a powerful
counter-blow from her sword. Within moments she has stabbed one of
them in the chest and the other is bleeding from a leg wound where
she tried to hamstring him. After being stabbed in the chest the one
loses all interest in the fight and she makes swift work of the
second one, slashing his sword arm and then his neck. He falls to
the floor spraying blood around the courtyard and she finishes the
first one with a thrust through his heart.
The promoter is cowering in the corner, trapped, his escape route
blocked by a maddened and blood-crazed Narella.
"Now you'll die, little man. No one double-crosses Narella"
"Please, I'll give you anything, anything you want"
"Once I've killed you I'm going to take anything I want anyway. Do
you want it quick or slow?"
"No you can't"
"Oh I can. Very easily. Remember I'm a gladiator"
She goes over to the quivering man and picks him up by his shirt
front with one arm and slams him back into the wall. He wets himself
as he sees her blade come toward his chest and gasps as he feels it
slip in under his ribs and slice open his heart. She drops him, dead
before he even hits the floor. "No one double-crosses Narella".

Ledix and Descius appear when they hear Narella call. They know
better than to be too close when she's fighting. They take all the
money they can find and make their escape after fixing the broken
door. It was to be two days before the bodies are found in the blood-
spattered courtyard and no one had a clue who had done it. They
assumed a gang of robbers were involved, probably four or five to
have done that much carnage.

They travel hard for the first three days before taking a more
relaxed route toward Trikkala. She had told Descius and Ledix to
pack all their belongings before she attacked the promoters house.
She thought they may have to make a quick exit.
She was getting used to having 'her' two boys around - they paid the
bills and they made good pack horses. They were also amazing at
pleasuring her in bed, each instinctively working together to give
her maximum arousal and the most earth-shattering orgasms. Yes she
could get used to having them around!


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