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mmmm … I was lucky enough to try this out, Thank you to the gentleman concerned
I'm keeping an open mind on it … It may be too submissive for my tastes .. the guy certainly has all the control … maybe, i just need to find the right role play … oh and it does need slowing down .. lol
Maybe one for buying if you have the spare cash, but unless you are a sub … put the other poses first.
LOL mmmm How about …… Recently Defeated Warrior Queen looking for pampering and bath. Snoring Mutt only to apply… for interview.
The fighting is fierce, sheilds and swords clashing… a test of endurance in the end. The Gladiators strong and stamina great …. relentess in their attack. Out maneuvered and over powered … the Brave hearted Knights are finally surrounded… I see the Dragongirl swinging her axe until realisation dawns that victory is hers… cheers resonate around the arena… Italy are dominant .. Italy are victorious… she raises her axe in joyous salutations.
I breathe in deeply and approach her , with dust and dirt and fresh wounds which will surely scar, but heal in time …
” Congratulations great Dragongirl Warrior … your armies have defeated us fairly & squarely. I surrender my sword to you and that of your Gladiators. Your supremacy aknowledged and worthy opponents to continue in the battles ahead ” I lower my sword , turn the blade to face away from my adversary and place the hilt in her hand. ” I'd be honoured if you took my sword into battle with you, along with your axe, when you face the Barbarians. ”
I call on the English Knights to lower their armoury … this battle is done, the war is over for us …
I turn to the Dragongirl again .. ” My wager is paid … let me know .. what my banner is to read .. It will stay up a week as agreed. “
“Gladiators, I wish you well in the coming battles .. you have my support for your Glory and of crowning Champions ….”
“And now.. you are welcome to raid our camp, drink our Ale & eat our Fish & Chips in celebrations of your Italian Victory and our English defeat.. “
ITALY 0 Penalties 4 ENGLAND 0 Penalties 2
SEMI FINAL
Thurs 28 June GERMANY V ITALY
The sun in the sky shines down on the camp this day… chariots reflecting the hard work of the Knights in their preparations. Red & white , against silver and gold metal. The banners and flags flying in the breeze. Horses are brushed , their coats shining and sleek.. manes and tails prepared for battle. The Three Lions pace on their chains, golden coats and manes glowing with health, vitality and a little arrogance. They show their teeth every now and then and growls deep in their throat hint at the danger within. They know their time is nearly upon them to unleash their power,and show their strength and supremacy against the Tigers of the Gladiators.
The Tigers, too, sense the looming battle and, periodically, an answering call is emitted to the Lions filling the air… both sides eager to fight and face their fate ….
I look over to the Gladiators, a strong, proud race, their red, white and green colours as vibrant as our Red & White, in their camp. Their Chariots and fighting attire just as well prepared. It will be a well matched, historic battle and one that decides the destiny in this war of the other. There is everything at stake and all to fight for. They begin to assemble for the battlefield.
Sir Rabbie, time for your attire, my friend, go make us proud … we need St Andrew and St George on the field today.
“Sir Rabbie , Sir Jayc, Lady Stone, Sir JamesDean, Sir Theman4it4 and Sir SweetNBad – It is an honour to fight alongside you.”I catch sight of the Dragongirl … new armoury for this battle, bright , fierce, and the red dragon sitting on her shoulder surely to breathe fire in combat … I smile … ” Have fear, Gladiator Dragongirl for St George will seek you out and slay the beast … he has done it before and he will again … ENGLAND, My ENGLAND will have the glory this day ”
My mind fleetingly ponders the Spartan, Did he collect his hat? One day we may meet in battle and I may get to use my muzzle and collar on him afterall
… but for now .. his banner is to be acquiesced and invoked by the Barbarians… A fate I hope to bring to the defeated Italian Army 😮 😮I turn to the English Knights, proud, fine, fighting men… Lionhearts every one. Their physique toned, muscles bulging as they flex and warm for battle, their will of iron knowing no bounds… I have seen the admiring glances of prospective partners eyeing these fine male specimens.. but that , Proud Knights, is for … after the battle .. hehe .. I want you fit and strong for today …
” Mighty Knights, the battle this day ……… We will not flag or fail,…. We shall go on to the end,…
We shall fight in our hearts, …. We shall fight in our minds, …. We shall fight with our body and souls , ….We shall fight on the battlefield, …We shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air,… We shall defend our honor … FOR ENGLAND AND TO VICTORY. ” I raise my sword to the heavens as do the Knights & Warrior Queens empowered by such words and confidence …ENGLAND ENGLAND ENGLAND.
I turn and see the Dragongirl smiling at our display of strength and I raise my sword and she, her axe, at each other in challenge & defiance …. ” If history repeats itself, Gladiator, and my Gods have decreed it not to be … I will gladly hand you the hilt of my sword, display your words on my banner, honour our private wager and give my support to you in your endeavours for the coveted cup …… This is my vow …” I smile … ” But it is not over yet, and you will be defeated … TO ENGLAND and her GLORY “
Knights chanting, flags waving, shields held ready, the Knights in all the their finery begin assembling for the mighty battle. The earth shakes as they march in unison, one large fighting unit to behold and fear …
ENGLAND ENGLAND ENGLAND … GLORY & VICTORY IS OURS
She is fabulous Hentai , and now I have the imagery of the Dragongirl Gladiator when we meet on the field come Sunday …. I love it … congratulations
As I check my chariot, the St George emblem embossed and emboldened on its sides, I kiss it for luck as I polish off the dirt and dust of battle, preparing mentally and physically for the fierce fight looming. Red & White filling my mind and fighting blood in my veins.. ENGLAND MY ENGLAND… Calliing on our proud past to embellish and empower our camp … Boudicia would be proud of such resolve in the Warrior Queens and Knights and St George I know, relish, yet another Dragon to slay…… Hear my prayers, my Gods, my heroes… and take us through …… TO VICTORY …
Standing a moment, eyes shut .. I feel the determination invade my body and relish the moment … they answer, and are at one with the living – Forward in Unity, United we stand , Standing and prepared for battle …. ENGLAND.
I see the DragonGirl silhouetted on the hill, knowing she too is preparing her mind for the battle ahead and thinking of the fallen nations… heroes everyone, – in the quest for the coveted cup. I look to the direction she is faced, and know well of the view she is seeing.. tears of lost dreams and hopes and disappointments …. but the human spirit can be strong and will recover… and live to fight another day … afterall, it has to be … the flip side of the coin is the sweet success and the glory of being Victorious…. and that my Italian Gladiator … belongs to ENGLAND …
I smile, A gentle reminder my friend, you dont have to wait 4 years.. .. the Womens European Football championships is next summer, the qualifying battles already in progress … no longer is this just a male dominated sport .. and ENGLAND is well on her way to qualifying
I look round, the Portugese celebrations in full throw having conquored their foe to reach the next round… Congratulations, you will fight the winner of the SPAIN V FRANCE battle on Saturday. ( SPN = Dennis & Solarway )
Tonight will be the battle of the Barbarians and Spartans … GERMANY V GREECE. ( Lover, Dee V Bear )
The winner of this will meet the the victor of ENGLAND V ITALY being played on Sunday..( Brandybee, Stone, Jayc, JamesDean, The man4it4, Rabbie and SweetNBad V Hentai , Medjai & Chasxxx )The excitement and patriotism hangs heavy in the air … mighty battles to be fought indeed and private bets adding to the mix of the Banner agreements.
My attention is suddenly caught by the fine specimen raising from the water … in the light … transparent Poseidon, Ares, Zeus surrounding him as the water cascades from his shoulders .. but in a blink of the eye, they are gone… did I see them.. the Greek Gods rising with him in comfort & support ? I look to the Barbarian camp.. be careful my friends … the cruel Furies may just walk your camp if you show too much disrespect to this underdog. He may just be strong enough to take you on….
I look back, well … the need to weigh up his strength for England's attack if need be… makes good battle sense …. and has nothing to do with the feminine appreciation of the wet contours of his nakedness, those bulging and toned muscles … yes, this needs more study .. I settle on my seat, eating crumpets as I watch his oiling ritual …. mmmm …. there's nothing like a bit of delicious crumpet …..
Nodding at Pafe in the battered hat, munching her burger, respecting the accord she gifted to the Snoring Mutt,… and take a moment to ponder mmm, if the Greek Gods shone down on the Spartans come Friday and the Knights were to defeat them in their next battle – an interesting banner indeed could be invoked … of a Slave, to the Bee, and wearing a muzzle and collar …
… interesting thought … My eye then catches her fabulous boudoir shoes and the moment lost …. mmm … when this is over, I must go shopping and spend my winnings … I suddenly hear a reborn roar of defiance, I turn and see ,…. from the Orange Armies – warriors rising up- tall, proud, battered swords and tattered flags rising, unfurling banners , the orange colours standing out against the chared & tattered remains of battle … A proud , understanding intimate moment of fallen soldiers finding their steel, finding their soul, their resolve and ironclad will… to once more be counted … when the time comes … I raise my arms, outstretched, fists clenched towards the skies and face them head on … recognising & understanding as only true warriors can , their moment of rebirth . I smile with joy that their Lion will once again roar and succeed in their quest for future battles in another time. Turning my jousting stick sideways, my fingers clenched around its middle, I punch the air in a one armed salute ” Hail Holland … to future battles my friends .. “
I glance over to the Gladiators .. and see the DragonGirl looking over & then bow to the Mighty Knights in respect to worthy combatants. I stop in my tracks and turn to face her. I nod in acknowledgement, stand to respectful attention and bow in return. We may be adversaries, Gladiators , but only fools and jesters would under estimate you on the battlefield .
” But”, I mutter under my breath as I return to my camp ” Victory is ours .. I smell it …” ” Knights, tonight we dance & sing … DO THE PACHACUTI ” Drink your ale, be merry …. come Sunday, we are fighting for our lives …. Let the war dances and chants begin… ENGLAND.
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I hear the Dragongirl Gladiator breathe her words of fire …. the gauntlet thrown at my feet … My back up Knights behind me, semi raise their swords and lances in warning as I bend and pick it up. I raise & smile, looking directly into her eyes .. respectful at the fighting spirit within …
I nod at such a worthy opponent and smile wider …… ” I accept your challenge Gladiator Dragon …. with … Relish…. ” swishing my tail ” Prepare well for our battle … the English Knights are hungry for more…. FLUTES … ” 😮
We stare and size each other up before turning at the same time to return to our camps….. This will be a tremendous battle indeed.
I look over at the Fierce Huns, brutal warriors on the field that show no mercy… wondering … if they too … will pick up the gauntlet of the Spartans……
I take awhile to stare over at the Roman Chariots, blades on wheels flashing in the sun light, the Gladiators adorned in breath taking finery…. impressive indeed…. worthy opponents in the arena … their Tigers chained and sleeping for the moment…. mmmm …. a battle surely to be spoken of in times to come …. my eye catches a …. dragongirl … in their midst … and I size her up …she turns and smiles flashing flesh-eating teeth… mmm one to watch out for on the field. I nod and swish my tail … the sting prominent and proud… in friendly warning…. ” more Ale my friend .. or may I taste your sweet wine and Pasta? Come Sunday … you will be eating Fish & Chips and drinking English Ale … AND …no Brandy- Honey ”
I walk over to the strange Blue & White loan Spartan , circling , openly admiring & sizing him up, mmmm and recognistion dawns …. ahhhh the snoring mutt … ” So…. you join the battle cries in the arena, Spartan …. but I fear the The Fierce Huns from Germany maybe too strong and brutal for you. I admire your spirit and will be disappointed at your demise ….. but the blood thirsty Huns are for the English Knights to deal with …
btw … you have a smudge of red on your cheek …. Turning briefly as I walk away … ” you have my accord, and I'm sure the other English Knights wont object…”I return to the Mighty Knights and Splendid Gladiators mmm Pasta is mighty good washed down with Ale … and.. tickle Pachacuti under his chin …
Hehehe ….. Ok, Blue … come join us in the dungeon girl ….
