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Cyrus ducked underneath a fist aimed at his face. The black and yellow dragon humanoid was without his armoured gauntlets or greaves and only had in a transparent loincloth, but that did nothing to make him any less imposing. He was bulky, but his mass was mostly reptilian muscle. Purple tattoos crossed his entire body, in the shape of triangles at circular lines. He returned the punch only to have it blocked.

The one he tried to strike was Nuri, a younger female dragon. While she lacked the mass of her opponent she made up for it by being more toned and lean. Her muscles flexed beneath her ruby scales with every movement she made. She was dressed like the male, leaving her full breasts on display. The jiggling didn't do anything to distract Cyrus, as he had seen Nuri naked countless times. They have fought like this many times as part of training. The red dragoness was a student of the older male and she trained under him for years now. She threw out a quick jab that caught Cyrus on the snout, causing him to take a step back. Nuri pressed her advantage and kicked at his legs and making him fall completely on his back. She then lifted her foot up and stomped down, aiming at her opponent's groin. The strike narrowly missed as Cyrus managed to roll on the ground.

While on his hands and knees he shot his heel backwards aiming to drive his heel into the females unprotected crotch. She managed to throw her hips back in time, allowing the foot to only lightly touch her lady parts. Cyrus retracted his foot and shot back up to his feet. Both dragons stared at each other for a moment, waiting to see if the other would strike.

"All right stop the fight." Said Cyrus as he lifted his hands to show non hostility. "Very impressive performance today, Youngblood."

The ruby dragon crossed her arms and scoffed. "I'm not a hatchling, you don't have to call me that."

Cyrus smirked. He felt like he should take the high road but getting under his students scales was too amusing. "Fair enough. I may have to stop calling you that soon enough."

Nuri raised a brow as her heart skipped a beat. She hoped to hear her master continue that thought, but she dared not get her hopes up. Cyrus held his tongue, remembering the moment his teacher gave him this news.

He continued "I think you are ready for the trial, Youngblood."

Nuri's eyes went wide she had to force down an excited scream. Her purple scaled teacher continued, saying the same words that his own master had said, and her master and so on as far back as the tribe existed. "Our tribe prides itself on having only the toughest warriors. Today you have earned the honor of getting the chance to call yourself 'warrior.' But you must proove yourself truly worthy by showing that even your most vulnerable areas can withstand punishment. You have shown martial prowess up to this point and this is the final trial. Do you accept this challenge?"

Nuri did not hesitate. She nodded with a stoic expression.

Cyrus smirked "we are all alone here, its OK to get excited."

The younger dragon then squealed in delight, all the while hopping around "I'm finally going to be a full on warrior oh my gods!"

The black dragon let her be in the moment for a little longer before clearing his throat. "You know this won't be easy right? This is the oldest ritual our clan has and I won't go easy on you."

Nuri shrugged. She of course knew all about the ritual. A master and student would take turns attacking each others most tender areas. This would have one of three conclusions; the student falls to the ground and fails, the student makes the master fall to the ground, or the master deems the student has proven themselves and they have passed.

Nuri stood with her legs somewhat wide. The master would always go first. At first her body rebelled against her and her instincts yelled at her to keep her legs shut out of worry. But she was able to override it and stood proud with her hands on her hips. "Whenever you are ready, pops."

Cyrus couldn't help but feel a bit of pride. When he first took this test he was significantly more nervous. He even failed his first attempt. Seeing his student full of confidence was a nice thing to see. Still, the ritual must be seen through. He took a step forward and shot his foot between his students legs. He had put all of his might into the strike. The loincloth left her crotch exposed and he could feel the slit on the top of his foot as he made impact. The woman was propelled upwards by the kick, cause her juicy ass and breasts to bounce particularly. When her feet fully came to the ground she squeezed her own hips hard and bit her lip. Her face scrunched up as her crotch screamed in pain. She had been hit there before, even by Cyrus more than a couple times, but this was the first time she did so literally asking for it. She breathed deeply and looked back at Cyrus. "I thought you said you weren't going to go easy on me."

"Overconfidence is the greatest enemy." He said as he took up a similar stance to his student. His large testicles hung low in the desert heat. They were yellow, much like the scales on his belly and pecs.

"For you the greatest enemy is my foot." The red dragon said as she returned the kick. She aimed dead center of the older man's sac. She could feel each large ball be force up and away because of her impact. She continued to follow through, pinning his nuts between her foot and his pelvis for a quick moment. The male grunted as the pain struck his brain. He bent forward at the hip some, but was able to stay on his feet. He had been struck in the balls more times than he cared to remember, but its not something anyone can get used to. "Not bad, not bad. Not as bad as an oni mace but still."

"Wait, you took a mace to the nards?" Nuri asked.

"A story for anouther time. You have more pressing matters to think of." He said as he placed his hands on her shoulders. He then drove the point of his knee into the womans already aching mound. She gasped and leaned on her attacker for support reflexively. Cyrus kept his knee pushing upwards for a couple agonizing seconds before bringing it back down and stepping back. Nuri cupped herself and hopped up and down a little. "No fair surprise hit." She rubbed herself for a bit before standing upright again.

Cyrus shrugged. "You must always be ready for anything." As he spread his legs, read for the next attack.

"Let's mix it up from strikes to a little something more personal." She said, giving a devious grin as she groped at the air. Cyrus' heart skipped a beat as he knew what she was planning. She approached and wrapped her hands around each if his balls. They were slippery in his sac but she was able to get a firm grip. She could feel his heartbeat through his manhood. There was an unspoken rule that any attack shouldn't last longer than ten seconds, this stopping the trial from turning into a one sided never ending beat down. She bore down on the tender exposed balls as hard as she could. Cyrus' face scrunched up at the pain in his loins. "Come on big guy" the student said "I literally have you by the balls. It's OK to give up now."

She saw that her words had no effect on the older male so she redoubled her efforts. She knew she had precious seconds left before her time limit would be up. She pressed her hands together as well as squeezed, pressing each individual testicle against the other. She used all her might in her arms and hands for the last seconds before finally letting go, being out of time. Instantly Cyrus put his hands on his knees and breathed heavily.

The woman stepped back. "I don't think I've ever seen a guy take a ball squeeze that well before. You're not mad right?" She said, knowing that her tender areas were now at her teachers mercy.

Cyrus let his breath return for a few moments more before responding. "Mad? Of course not. I'm actually impressed with your grip strength. Of course anger has nothing to do with what I must do next." Before Nuri could respond Cyrus shot his fist upward and caught the womans breast in an uppercut. She gasped in surprise as her boob was rocketed upwards. She felt a new wave of pain wash into her chest. Her other breast hurt too, this time from Cyrus driving a straight punch into it. Almost like aiming for a bullseye he landed right on the womans nipple, compressing the fat and flesh of the breast into her rib cage. She stumbled back a few steps, cupping herself as she went. "Ouch! No fair going for the tits!" The female complained.

Cyrus gave a sly smile and spoke as he resumed his wide leg stance "anything goes in a battle."

Nuri huffed before getting an idea. She was already a few steps back from her opponent so why not use that. Getting a running start she dashed towards her teacher. The older dragon knew what was coming and readied himself. He had to force his body to not flinch or flee from what was coming. Using all her force and momentum the red dragon swung her foot upwards as hard as she could. Even with his superior bulk Cyrus was forced upwards from the force of the impact. Even the battle hardened warrior let out a yell of pain. As the woman retracted her foot the man felt weak in the legs. He felt as though they could give out at any moment and curl up in a ball in the ground. Through the pain he stood standing. He looked at his student, but also behind her, noticing a fallen log. He had an idea for his own final attack. He wrapped his arms around the females waist and lifted her up. Nuri was confused as to what was going on as Cyrus walked her forward. Suddenly her stomach lurched as she felt herself falling. Her decent was not long as her pussy smashed into the hard wood of the log. Cyrus made sure to put as much of his own weight into his slam as he could when he brought the woman down. Nuri felt a pain worse than she had ever felt. She yelled out loudly, not being able to hide her suffering. Cyrus let her go and stepped back.

Nuri stayed straddling the log for a moment, yelling out a couple more times. Eventually she put her feet on the ground and pushed with all her might. On shaking legs she forced herself upwards. She was barely standing, but she stood nonetheless.

The black dragon looked on impressed by her conviction. "All right, I'm calling it. You have passed."

Nuri did not respond, holding her position as best she could.

"Its all over now, Youngblood, you can fall."

Leaning her weight to the side she fell over into the sand and curled up, holding her throbbing crotch to try desperately to sooth away the pain.

"You have proven yourself worthy of being called a warrior. Very well done, my student." He said, beaming with pride.

Nuri only whispered still curled up.

Cyrus sat on the ground next to the warrior. "You can say whatever snappy response you have when you are able. I'll stay here as long as you need to recover. You did well, warrior."