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Xera and Her Companions #2: Gurka the Unconquered

by Sigma

I

Xera stood defiant with blood on the tip of her sword and dead orcs at her feet. She raised the blade and pointed at their leader, a female orc with black, spiky hair styled in a short mohawk, who sat on a throne with her legs crossed and her head propped up by her fist.

To the orc chieftain's left, Minerva stood chained between two stone pillars with a gag in her mouth. Her naked body convulsed, tits swinging back and forth as an orc behind her gripped her hips and continued thrusting himself in and out of the sorceress' ass.

"Give her back to me now, orc, or I'll take her and send you to your gods just as I have these fools here," Xera threatened.

The chieftain looked at Xera and yawned. "Not all of my men have had their turn, and you'll be joining your friend soon enough for storming into my camp like this, Amazon. This is something I, Gurka the Unconquered, promise."

"Gurka..." Xera repeated the name. "Unconquered is your title? All I see is a green skinned cow getting fat before my eyes."

Gurka leaned forward, a growl rumbling in her throat.

"The cowards you lead ambushed us on the road and made off with my companion while I cut down their friends. Killing a few more of you will not make a difference to me. Fight me and show me that at least one of your misbegotten kind has some fortitude about them."

"Insolent little..." Gurka hissed before calming herself and leaning back in her chair. "Very well, Amazon...but I need terms if we're to fight."

"If I may, chieftain?" a male orc stepped forward to Gurka and spoke after clearing his throat.

Gurka and Xera both turned their attention to him. "The Amazon will serve as a fine brood mother and entertainment for the men. That will be the fate of she who loses."

"A fine plan, Olog!" Gurka commended her second in command. "Do you except, Amazon filth?"

"Shut your mouth and get on with it already," Xera replied.

Gurka smirked and stood up, every impressively toned muscle on her body stretching with the movement. She wore simple leather clothing that only covered her privates and firm, round tits, leaving her stomach, legs, and arms exposed. An animal pelt hung around her waist on one side, the same kind of fur that made up her boots. A necklace of large fangs hung from her thick neck. She raised an arm and pointed past Xera. "To the pit!"

II

Gurka stood in the muck of the circular arena, the surface still muddy from recent rainfall. Skulls, bones, and discarded weapons dotted the ground, and she put her weapon, a large axe, across her broad shoulders as she looked at the gathering of hollering orc warriors who came to watch their leader fight the Amazon invader. Fires burned around the ring and one orc beat a war drum to bring out a steady, threatening rhythm.

At the lip of the ring, Xera stepped forward and into the hungry, lustful gaze of the orcs. Some of them were naked, massive cocks thick as they taunted the Amazon of torments to come after Gurka defeated her. She ignored them, fixing her eyes on the orc who had Minerva on a leash nearby.

She walked up to them and looked at Minerva, who was on her hands and knees, mouth still gagged. "What have you gotten us into, sorceress?"

Minerva looked down at her bound hands in shame.

"Don't worry Amazon, you'll be joining your friend here soon," the orc holding the leash said with a laugh, cupping his balls and thrusting his hips at Xera.

He screamed when Xera's fist landed in the center of his face, a blow powerful enough to crack one of his tusks and send him to the floor.

The crowd roared in laughter, and even Gurka smirked at the sudden display of violence.

Xera knelt down, slipping something from her boot and sliding it beneath Minerva's hand. "You dropped this when they grabbed you. Use it on my signal. This won't take me long." Xera said before standing back up and walking to the edge of the pit. She looked over at the orc named Olog, who stood with arms folded across his chest on the other side of the observation deck. She then gripped her sheathed sword and leapt down into the pit.

Minerva slid her hand only slightly and looked at what Xera and given her. The red gem called the Eye of Nilena glowed faintly under her palm, the small amount of power left behind by the war goddess Nemea ready for use. Minerva nodded and slid her hand back over it, locking her eyes on the fight to come.

Xera slowly closed the distance between herself and the orc leader, drawing her sword as she went. Gurka lowered her axe from her shoulders and took a fighting stance.

"BEGIN!" Olog's voice boomed in the air.

The crowd cheered as the two warrior women charged at each other, screaming as sword crashed against axe blade. The two of them traded blows before locking weapons and pushing against each other, muscles tensing as orc and Amazon came face to face.

"What's your skin taste like, I wonder?" Gurka asked. "Some orc tribes eat humans, you know. Not us, but I have always been curious. She drove her knee hard into Xera's tight stomach, doubling the Amazon over and headbutting her.

Xera staggered back and felt herself gasp as Gurka pinned her to the ground beneath her weight. Xera felt herself sink into the cold, shifting mud as Gurka smiled and licked the exposed part of her chest.

"Sweeter than I thought!" Gurka taunted, only to groan when Xera drove a knee up and between Gurka's legs. The blow was hard enough to knock the orc off, and Xera rolled away and leapt back to her feet. Gurka did the same, but much more slowly.

Both women breathed heavily, their muscular backs covered in mud. They smiled and attacked again.

Xera ducked a heavy swing that would have taken a slower person's head clean off and Gurka jumped back, avoiding a slash that would have spilled a slower person's innards. She raised her axe overhead and brought it down, but the Amazon was faster and swung her sword upward.

A collective gasp went through the crowd when the weapons met and, with a sharp crash, the head of Gurka's axe shattered.

Gurka stepped back, looking at the weapon shaft in her hand in disbelief.

Xera stood with her sword at the ready and a smirk on her face. "Cheap steel for a cheap despot. Yield and be conquered this day," she ordered.

Gurka roared in anger and charged after dropping her weapon. Xera had been taken by surprise by the action and couldn't move fast enough as Gurka dropped her shoulder and rammed it into Xera's stomach. She locked her powerful arms around Xera's narrow waist, lifted her, and slammed her into the mud before pinning her beneath her bulk.

She forced the sword from Xera's hand, and made the Amazon protect her face and head from rage fueled blows rained down with Gurka's fists. "Amazon trash!" Gurka howled.

Xera grunted as her forearms took the brunt of the blows. She lowered one hand, reaching to her side, and gripped a fistful of mud that she then threw in Gurka's eyes. That stunned the orc long enough for Xera to hit her in the jaw and force her off. Gurka fell to her knees, wiping her eyes and cursing Xera, and the orc gasped when the Amazon leapt on her back and wrapped an arm around her neck.

Gurka shot back up to her feet, thrashing about as Xera locked her hold and tightened, trying to cut off Gurka's air supply. Her long arms reached back, pawing blindly until she grabbed hold of Xera's hair.

Xera grunted and shifted her weight backward so her feet were back on the ground, slipping in the muck. She then drove a knee up and into Gurka's spine. Gurka grunted and pushed off the ground with her powerful legs, lifting the two of them up and back, and crushing Xera beneath her as she landed on the Amazon.

Gurka took a moment to catch her breath before rolling off of her opponent. Xera lay on the ground, covered in mud with legs splayed and arms spread to her sides. The Amazon groaned and rolled to her side, pushing herself up, only to fall face forward when Gurka kicked her square in the ass and knocked her back down.

Gurka walked around as Xera tried to crawl away, and grabbed the Amazon by a chunk of her hair to pull her up. She then staggered back, clutching her firm stomach when Xera punched her once in the abs. The two women screamed at each other and charged at the same time, colliding in a tangle of mud covered limbs and jiggling flesh as they wrestled each other to the ground. Gurka's strength met Xera's flexibility, making it hard for either of them to gain an advantage over the other.

Several frantic moments passed, and the gathered orcs watched and cheer while Olog remained silent with his arms folded. None of the orcs seemed to cheer for either Xera or Gurka, but the general spectacle in front of them. Minerva watched quietly, keeping her grip on the stone in her hand.

As the fight continued, both Gurka and Xera's clothes had eventually come off, leaving each woman in nothing but the boots on her feet. Finally, Gurka managed to wrap her arms around Xera's neck in a headlock, and squeezed tight, drawing a frantic gasp from the Amazon.

Xera then bent at the knees, putting her hands on Gurka's hips. She then lifted, catching Gurka by surprise, and fell back while carrying the orc to slam her into the ground. Another loud cheer went up from the ground as Gurka's naked, muscular body writhed in the mud while she held her head where it hit the ground.

Xera capitalized by pinning her down, sitting on Gurka's waist and pressing a forearm to her throat. "Yield!" Xera commanded.

"F...fuck you!" Gurka growled back.

Xera sat up straight, grabbed Gurka's erect nipples, pinched, and twisted them.

"AAAAHH!" the orc howled and thrashed, trying to push her attacker off of her. She reached up, putting her unpinned hand on Xera's naked right tit and squeezing hard, digging her nails in. Xera growled, trying to withstand the pain, but relented and let go of Gurka, who did the same. Gurka then pushed the Amazon off of her, and leapt on top of her before she could fully recover. Xera screamed in surprise and found herself pinned, with Gurka straddling her face with her meaty, muscular thighs. 

"Hah..." Gurka chuckled and squeezed the sides of Xera's head. She looked back at the Amazon's thrashing legs, leaned back and pushed the left one into the mud while the right continued to flop around. Gurka licked her lips while eyeing Xera's womanhood. "You know, I always heard about just what it takes to break you Amazons. Let's see if the stories are true!"

Xera's eyes widened and she tried to tighten her legs. "No! You damned orc! Don't you dare! AAAGHH!!" Xera screamed when she felt Gurka slide two fingers into her. The orc forced her legs wide, thrusting her fingers in and out. Xera was quickly rendered helpless under the assault, her mud caked flesh quivering as Gurka continued having her way with her.

The orc shifted her position so that her ass was in Xera's face and she was facing her legs. She shifted her weight back slightly to keep Xera pinned, her own tits jiggling with her movements as she picked up speed, causing Xera to cry out in a mix of pleasure and frustration under Gurka's fingers. "Now you yield, Amazon!" Gurka taunted.

Xera could only gasp and try to pull away, clawing at the muscles on Gurka's back. Her eyes rolled in her head and her chest heaved. Gurka's muddy skin against her own was warm and soft. Xera tried to twist and roll to get from underneath Gurka, but her own body betrayed her and kept her were she was.

Her fingers dug into Gurka's skin, but the orc leaned forward and plunged her fingers deeper, Xera felt herself growing wet. "Stop!" she cried out, but Gurka only increased her efforts. When Xera's pleas and whimpers grew louder, she looked back at Minerva and tried to cry for her to strike, but Gurka slid back slightly and muffled the Amazon with the meat of her ass.

"Not so bold now, huh?!" Gurka said with a triumphant laugh, slapping Xera's thigh with her free hand.

The orcs around the ring were whipped into a frenzy, their yells deafening. Olog remained silent, with only a smile on his face.

It got to the point where Xera couldn't even hear herself scream. Her body turned against her, her will to fight drained away. She relaxed her shoulders as her body trembled beneath Gurka's assault. Her stomach tightened and the tremble grew into a sudden, violent convulsion and she felt herself soak Gurka's fingers.

"Heh...." Gurka sneered and stopped. She pulled dripping fingers out of Xera's pussy and stood up. The Amazon lay at her feet in the mud, incomprehensible words on her lips and a glossed over look in her eyes.

"Oh no..." Minerva gasped. She felt her heart sink, despite the fact that her own nipples were hard from having watched the whole thing, and she looked around at the orc as the stone pulsed with energy.

Gurka gripped Xera by her hair and lifted the listless Amazon to her knees, her shoulders heaving as she tried to catch her breath. "I remain unconquered!" she bellowed with a raised fist to a chorus of cheers and a beating of war drums.

Olog turned to the two orcs on either side of him. "Now."

In an instant, the cheers turned into a war cry, and the gathered orcs jumped into the pit as a mass, surging toward the two combatants in a frenzied horde.

Gurka lowered her raised fist, dropped Xera back into the muck, and looked around her, pure instinct telling her something was wrong. Her own men surrounded her on all sides, some of them with weapons, almost all of them with hard cocks and lust in their eyes. She pushed the feeling aside and pointed at Xera. "You have your new brood mother," she said to them. "She and the sorceress will birth fine soldiers."

"Do you know what's better than two strong brood mothers?" Olog asked, pushing his way to the front of the gathered orcs. "Three strong brood mothers."

Gurka looked her second in command in the eye and then at the rest of the men. "Oh, you SONS OF BITCHES! After everything I've done for you all!"

Several of the orcs attacked at once, and were beaten back by Gurka's fists. Challengers in a second wave grew hesitant, but were spurred on by Olog's order, only to catch fists to the noses and elbows to the jaws as Gurka fought them back.

Xera's senses began returning to her as she got to all fours. She watched the orcs surging past her and converging on their displaced chieftain. It wasn't long before the orcs proved too much even for Gurka, and her men overwhelmed her. Xera looked back over her shoulder and saw the betrayed leader with her arms entangled in ropes, each one held by two strong orcs who could barely overpower Gurka.

Another orc came up behind Gurka with a thick stick and hit her in the back of the legs to force her to her knees, and another slipped an iron collar connected to a chain around her neck.

Olog walked around her and looked her up and down. "The clan is mine now, Gurka. And you will bear my children, first."

One of Olog's men gagged Gurka before she could respond. 

"Now, for the Amazon." Olog said, and suddenly every pair of eyes in the ring was on Xera, whose heart skipped a beat just as she got back on her feet. She quickly turned around to the observation level. "MINERVA!!! NOW!"

The sorceress had been waiting for the word. The stone's power ran through her body as energy surged around her lean limbs. She raised them overhead and thrust them at the ring just as Xera began outrunning a mob of orcs chasing her. A massive ball of energy, bigger than any Minerva had ever managed to make in her life, erupted from her palms and sailed past Xera to slam into the ground.

The arena shook violently as orcs screamed left and right.

***

Minerva tried to pick out figures in the smoke when she noticed movement at the lip of the observation level. A sword, Xera's sword, flew up and landed right next to her. Xera followed closed behind, pulling herself up, retrieving her weapon, and grabbing Minerva by the arm.

"That's two I owe you!" The Amazon said. She was naked and covered in mud and bruises. She swung her blade and cut Minerva’s bonds in one strike.

"Are you okay?" Minerva asked her while standing up. The stone was still in her hand, but it no longer pulsed with energy.

"I will be when we put this accursed place and these damn orcs behind us."

Minerva nodded and the two women took one last look at the chaos in the ring. Several orc warriors lay dead, wounded, or unconscious in the mud, and in the center of the bodies, Gurka had the chain from her collar around Olog's neck, and she was pulling tight enough that veins bulged in her neck and arms. Gurka looked up at Minerva and Xera with fury in her eyes before looking back down at Olog and tightening her hold on the struggling traitor.

Xera put a hand on Minerva's shoulder, turned her around, and shoved her toward the exit. 

III

The moon was high in the sky and Xera and Minerva sat around a cooking fire in their camp, both women wearing rags hastily stolen in their flight from the orc camp. Skewered meat cooked over the open flame, but they just sat in silence, with Minerva looking at the stone while Xera poked at the fire.

They both let out heavy, exhausted sighs at the same time.

When a twig snapped and bushes rustled, Xera grabbed her sword and was on her feet. Minerva scrambled behind her, her staff ready.

Gurka staggered forward, still covered in mud and some fresh bruises. "Put those fucking weapons down, you little girls," she said, pushing past the two and walking toward the fire. She took a chunk of meat off the skewer and fell into a seat on her naked ass before eating.

Xera and Minerva looked at each other for several seconds while Gurka ate.

The orc swallowed her helping and looked up at them. "Have you got any water? Or alcohol? Gods, I need a drink."

Minerva pointed to a water skin that Gurka picked up and raised to her mouth. She drenched her face and chest before wiping her mouth.

"What are you doing here?" Xera demanded.

"I killed that idiot Olog, and several others who followed him before they fled before my rage. Leave them all to the crows. Every last one of them," she spat. "I won't waste my life associating with such weaklings. I'm traveling the road with you two for now," she said, helping herself to another serving of meat.

Xera felt her nethers and her eye twitch at the same time. “How do we know you won’t attack us in our sleep?”

Gurka smirked at them. “I already beat you Amazon, and I didn’t need to ambush you to do it. If I’m going to attack, you’ll see it coming.”

Xera huffed and then dropped her sword by the fire and lay down. "Fine," the Amazon said. "I'm going to sleep."

Minerva felt the tension leave her shoulders and sat on the ground a few feet from Gurka. She then plucked some meat from the skewer and joined her new companion in silent dinner.

The End