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Uninvited Tournament 2

"Ha!" The rude burst of faux laugh poured out over the crowd while they moved to spread like the red sea, parting away from the white tigress that stood there with her arms crossed and a roll over her eyes. Her laugh was rude, it was clearly meant to mock, and as they all looked on at her for clarification she had no problem speaking out to all of them in order to explain herself here, "If this is the best quality fighting that this island is going to bring then you all might as well label me as being the champion right now." Even the rolling of her eyes was used as a means to force the others into understanding just how unimpressed she was. This feline had turned overconfidence into an art form and as she stood there with eyes shifting to her easily the movement of their dragon hostess slowly carried her taller figure towards this lady, smirking on at her with an interesting gleam of her eyes.

"So you weren't interested in this last fight, were you?" Sumethil spoke up in her regal tone, in many cases she would be putting this tigress down quickly thanks to such a rude and uncaring comment, but this wasn't just any normal day, today was a tournament and she was going to make sure to take this white tigress and pit her against someone of interesting enough skill. The eyes once again shifted, turning easily around towards the rest of these fighters while they looked on at the blue and yellow dragoness, wondering who she would come to pit this loudmouth with. "Well, young kitten, if you're not interested in the fights that we're providing you then maybe you should show us what we're doing wrong by example."

When those dragon eyes finally fell on the sight of the lioness off to the side an easy tilt of her eyes helped this island queen to further identify the girl that was here. She felt an odd connection to this lioness, this feline, that she had spotted, and as she moved to step closer to her the lion had no choice but to turn back towards her. Both of these ladies were quite beautiful creatures, similar in height, close to the same weight class and muscle tone, a match that wouldn't be determined by simple methods of advantage, but instead could be shown through skill and tactic. Experience was seldom a thing that one got to see openly, but now that Sumethil finally had a chance to put on a show that might very well demonstrate just that this island queen knew that she had to take it. The decision in the end was hers and hers alone, the sight of these two fights in a match together would be more than enough to put a smile on her face regardless of where they carried this round. With that quick and simple approach to this lion, she'd look over the face, eying the design of this person and further judging her. The more that Summy thought about it the more she wanted to see this lioness in a fight, to see this girl take on someone of her own size and muscle girth, and as she looked to be a perfect match for that Tigress that just spoke out clearly the easy smile that wrapped over her lips drew those draconic steps closer towards the feline, even moving to reach a hand up and cup that short furred face in his clawed and scaled hands.

"You're the one," Sumethil said, speaking at the feline and then turned her smirking lips back to the other with a very clear intention of wanting to see the tigress get herself beaten on a bit, "Kirra, the white warrior of black stripes, will take on Natasha, the red haired golden lioness. And I know just the fighting arena use for this as well."

An easy chuckle rolled from the dragoness's lips as she turned to walk away, the sway of her hips lashed her tail side to side with every step that she made away from the two. Looking between them the tigress was already smirking at the ideas of what she was going to do to this poor lioness, the idea of having this girl at her on her back and begging for more only drove the white tiger to step closer to her, already starting to plan out how to make that happen. Natasha wasn't someone new to Kirra, she'd heard of her, knew of her from rumors and passing glances and while the two had never met they did manage to run in a few of the same circles at times. The white tigress's opinion was focused mostly on the golden lioness's reputation, where this feline hadn't won a great deal of matches many thought of her as being weak, as having lost a great deal of her skills over time, but Natasha was here to prove that this wasn't true, she was going to show these fighters that she still had what it took to fight and if she had to do so by taking out Kirra first, then that was exactly what she was going to do. The two busty girls stepping in towards one another, their large breasts crushing and pushing between them just before those eyes turned from them in order to follow the dragoness that had already walked off. If they were going to be fighting in this tournament then they needed to do so at the designated place set up by their hostess, this also meant that they needed to follow Sumethil and find out where she was going to be leading them so that they could have their little conflict, their game, their brutal fight. The path that they would follow would be that along the side of the temple, not needing to head up the long flight of stairs but instead towards a more thickly under brushed territory that would then open up quickly into the display of the location that these two were going to be fighting, even the other ladies that caught up approached it with a mixture of chuckles, smirks, and the occasional "Why didn't we get to fight here?"

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What came into view among the many secret and hidden places in this island was the sight of a deeply carved pit lined in stone and brick. The pillars that may have once held up something were long gone, but the display of the dirt floor covered gladiatorial arena only drew long "ooo"s and "ah"s from the display that they were provided. Fruit trees here hung low with heavy fruit that was ripe for the picking of those that wished to do so. A blue scaled hand wrapped her yellow grip around a juicy apple, bringing it to her lips and taking a deep bite of it as the red perfectly contrasted the color of her body, showing that splash of color getting smaller against the hungry queen who looked on and moved to take a seat in the stands. Other's joined her, gathering their own snacks and passing them about as the two felines were taken down towards the arena. The space here was huge, big enough for chariot battles made evidence by the old petrified wood of a wrecked one that had been left here when this temple had been abandoned when the temple was. That cart was half buried in the dirt by now, but such was the case a ruined area like this. Even the structure wasn't without damage, one of the pillars having crumbled down and laying towards the center of the arena while the other three showed clear signs of cracks and vine growth along them and that had left deep cracks along the surface of it. The only thing that had managed to really remain preserved about this arena was the fact that it was relatively bowl shaped, but the very design of it, the look, the grand display that it was able to provide left all of the people who came to sit down ready to cheer and call out to their selected fighter.

Kirra and Natasha were ready as well, standing only a few feet away from one another, just out of kicking range while they watched for the other girl to make the move first. If Kirra were to wait then she would be waiting for a while, but Natasha didn't need to wait as long thanks to the face movement of the tigress who quickly closed that distance between them, as little as there was, in order to try and lift a fast knee towards her stomach, just testing the waters here and seeing what kind of move sets the lioness was going to pull back on her. the golden lion lowered those hands fast, moving quickly with them slap that knee back down, taking a quick step back away from the white tigress with a narrowed gaze. The attack had been obvious, it had been direct, and clearly Natasha was supposed to block it. Kirra was testing her, and now that the testing was over those white and black stripped hands lifted up to easily brush the head fur backwards, pulling it behind her now exposed horns with an easy and eager smile. These horns curled easily down behind the ears, passing down towards her jawline in order to follow back up as though she were a ram. The easy smile that ran over her lips showed that she was going to enjoy fighting, breaking, and conquering this girl. The idea of the fight spurred her movement quickly, no longer wanting to think about it and instead wanting to try and start it. There was only so much talking that could come about from this, and with the lioness taking in the sight of those horns in confusion the tigress finally moved in on her. Natasha lifted her hands quickly in defense when she caught the sight of her fellow feline coming in to attack her, but it was far too late, the quick swipe of that claw ran across her face jerking that lion head to the side with a deep grunt and a heavy snarl. Natasha wasn't simply going to be beaten on, she was a fighter and when her head came back around to narrow that gaze at this horned feline, the golden lion was going to finally claim a chance to have her own turn at attacking.

The deep growl that this lioness would make lifted her hands immediately up to take hold of those white tits, feeling the texture of the fur against her finger tips just before those claws would extend long and hard for this beauty plump tits. When those fingers sunk in the horned tiger leaned her head back, giving out a deep roar from the feeling of it which only drew a deeper smile across the face of the lioness who was finally getting some pain out of this tigress. Kirra wasn't going to just stand there and take it either, though, her fists coming up quickly into the side of the ribs and jerking that feline body to the side back and forth with every hit. Nat had to grunt at the feeling of it, but her claws didn't give in, not yet. It wasn't until the hard impact of the strike landing into the side of her breast forced her to cry out, drawing a line of feline milk from those swollen tits, that this lioness would finally pull her hand back and grip her own breast, stepping back with a deep growl at this girl and moving to try and get away from her. Kirra wasn't done yet, though, and kept that distance closed off while she moved to reach her clawed hands up quickly in order to try and wrap the around the back of the golden lion's head, something that Natasha stooped with her hands rising quickly upward to wrap her golden fingers around those black and white wrists, this only lasted until she felt that knee once again come up, rising directly into a hard and solid strike directly into that lion slit. The hit forced a deep wind of hair from her lungs, driving a hard grunt from her while she was forced to lean forward from that deep strike and leaving her body shaking a bit from the blow while the grinning tigress finally made pulled out all stops in this fight and aimed to slam that shoulder into the buckled girl's stomach and moved to lift her just enough to drive her back down into the dirt of the arena.

Kirra moved her hands quickly, trying to reach down fast in order to wrap her claws around those large lion's golden breasts, but again those hands lifted, moving to take hold of the wrists in order to stop them. Natasha might be on her back, but she didn't plan to stay there for long and with a twist of her strong figure this lion would kick against the earth, moving to force that tiger to roll over, finally releasing one of the wrists only for the sake of taking hold of that right horn, keeping the tiger's head pinned against the ground, but now that the lioness was in position to take care of this girl that head leaned back fast and dropped instantly catching Kirra right in the center of the nose and forcing the girl to wince in harsh pain that made her grind her teeth with a deep and hard groan. That head wasn't done yet though, not going in for another attack, but instead moving down lower on her body, still holding that horn into the dirt under her but leaving that tough and textured feline tongue to lick good and deep into the flavor of that milky white and black breast. A harsh feeling licking and suckling that forced the horned tiger to arch and struggle. The pain wasn't so bad in it, but that was only the start of things. Kirra's hands trying to push hard against the lioness, but that only ended up leaving her white arm being forced down under the strength of the lioness who continued to suckle and lick that now pert and throbbing nipple with force. It wasn't long before that white breast with black stripes started to leak it's milk into the feline's maw, giving her the first taste while the horned feline called out in a loud and deep grunt of pleasure. Already her breath was panting a bit, but she wasn't about to roll over and hand this golden kitten a victory yet. This tigress hadn't been fighting as long as she had just to lose to someone with Natasha's reputation.

Natasha had her on the ropes, she knew it too and while she continued her licking and sucking on those plump white tits the golden lion knew that she needed to think about what kind of attack she was going to be able to do in order to bring this lady to orgasm. The idea of it was driving her, making her want it, but the real question came down to how she'd be able to. The more she licked at the nipples, suckled on the breasts, and swallowed down the feline milk the more she felt that final free hand reaching up to shove at her and this lioness wasn't going to be able to hold on forward, even while the tiger panted out with the rough treatment her hand finally found a good gripping point on that golden shoulder and pulled Natasha off of her with an easy roll. It allowed the two to separate, the first time in this fight where Kirra wasn't charging at the lion, but that made it Nat's turn to finally be the aggressor. The tiger needed a second to regain her footing, but this lioness was on the prowl and was out to finally put an end to this fight. When the tigress backed her way towards that fallen pillar her hand reached back to find out her spacing between it, but Natasha wasn't giving her room to recover, instead the lioness aimed to press her large golden breasts against the white furred tits of the tigress, finding their bodies perfectly crushed together while those strong arms came to wrap quickly around her. When Nat leaned against this girl she was forced back, pressed down against the fallen pillar and even as she struggled those towering breasts crushed down between one another, pillowing out to the sides while they squirmed and ground around the others body. Kirra was at the disadvantage now, her arms pinned down and her body being pinned down against that stone all she could do was try and wiggle and see if she could break free, the feeling of it forcing her to cry out while the two juicy pairs of breasts started to milk into the other girls soft fur, dribbling that white fluid down Kirra's torso. Even she had to moan at the feeling of it, her body being used, squeezed, and drained like like a cow. There was nothing that she could do here about it, either, only moaning and releasing deep grunts as her body grew weaker with every single shifting movement she used to try and get away.

The lioness had this tiger were she wanted her, pinned, tired, squeezed, and while she smiled out at the beautiful white and black lady she'd continue to crush their bodies together. This had been a hard fight, a good little contest between them, but now that Natasha had the upper hand she wasn't going to give it up, she was going to see this through to the end. The more Kirra moved, squirmed, and tried to break that hold the weaker her body was getting, something that this lioness could clearly feel and with a smile allowed the tigress to continue wearing herself down. Both of their breasts were leaking, almost pouring out and while it did feel amazing to have her tits drained against an equally large size the golden lion wasn't going to give up her advantage for anything.

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Finally it came down to the two here. Kirra panted hard with her arms pinned and Natasha continued to groan at the feeling of their bodies pressed together The tigress was pinned, drained of more than just her milk, and while the golden girl smiled at her the worn out horned feline could only look on and wonder how the lion would try and finish this fight off. She was ready for Nat to release her in order to go for that win, but even as she had the cold stone pillar against her back this tiger was now biding her time for the chance to strike back, all she needed was the use of her arms again. Instead that use never came and while Nat bared herself against this white feline with black stripes she'd the tigress growled at the feeling of something else becoming present. The feeling of a knee lifting quickly towards her swollen slit, rubbing it in circles while her ears folded back against her own horns and her voice called out easily. It was then that Kirra finally realize that she wasn't going to be released, she was going to be finished just like this. Those white hips rocked, rolled, tried to get away, but the more she struggled the more they would grind against that knee and draw a louder and more deepened pant against the amazing girl. Those watching already starting to cheer, their calls echoing across the arena in laughter and entertainment as the girls continued to struggle against one another.

Where Kirra thought that the knee would be her end it became quickly obvious that she was clearly wrong. The knee was just to get her juicy and when Natasha pulled it back the easy sound of the tigress purring could be heard, drawing a soft giggle from that golden girl who soon replaced it with something far more fulfilling. The tigress's body would jerk hard quickly and suddenly with the feeling of her body jerking at the sensation of that fur covered tail suddenly plowing into her body, those eyes widening immediately and her jaw hanging open at the call of pleasure that echoed easily out of her body. Pinned, trapped, and at this girl's mercy this tigress knew that she was done for. Her hips rocked back and forth, giving in all on their own to the feeling of pleasure that passed through her body. The staggered breath that echoed this arena showing that she was close, ready to give in, ready to release, and ready to provide this girl with the victory to move on. Still this horned feline didn't want to just make it easy for her, she wanted to find some way of fighting back, but as that building current crashed against her will there was nothing coming to mind that could save her from her ultimate fate here today. Those eyes clinched hard, her white and black body trying to fight it off for as long as she could, but this girl wasn't a statue and wasn't about to be able to hold off forever. The lioness here knew that she needed to find that one point to push this girl over the edge and when she leaned in quickly with a deep kiss against those tigress lips, eyes widened suddenly and her body shivering just before that fluid was finally released out from under her, the feeling of her cum running down her leg while her muffled cry of defeat was lost down the lioness's throat. Kirra's body was made to go limp then and when the lion released her she could see that body collapse down against the ground drawing an easy and well deserved smile across those golden lips.

Those that decided to come down from the stands had to clap, they had seen a well placed match, a very amazingly designed win on behalf of the lion when most thought that she was well over her head. Those that new Natasha figured she was going to be on the losing end of the fight and those that knew Kirra also felt that Nat would be on the losing end, but it came down to skill, luck, and one well placed attack that managed to give this golden girl just enough room to claw her way into victory. While she smiled with the others surrounding her, congratulating her, she'd feel the easy pats across her back, the gentle rubs that they'd provide to say that she would be fun to take on in the next round. A few went to Kirra to check up on her, but were immediately turned away, the tigress didn't want to be bothered for a bit, not entirely used to losing, and not going to take it easy. She would remember this Natasha girl, and when the time came that this lioness finally fell from the ranks the white and black horned feline would be there waiting, and would be there to take the lion off in order to show her what a real loss felt like. Until then she could play with the other girls that had already finished their tournament, and those that would lose their matches as well. An easy smirk that rolled from her lips drove the evidence that this girl was already planning her come-back from this, but that was going to be for another time. For now she could let Natasha have her win, have her friends, but she would always be needing to look over a shoulder only to see Kirra waiting for her in the shadows. This was going to be fun.