This story and art follows on the one between Sonja and Fawn posted earlier at:
https://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php?topic=67292.0***
THE REVENGE SEXFIGHT CHALLENGE – JULIA VS SONJABy girthlansing
With slight modifications and additions by SonnyFtM by permission of girthlansing, as well as some eleven, illustrative pics using DAZ3D.Sonja the Wicked ran her fingers over the weapon in her hands. It was very lifelike, she thought – supple yet firm. It was anatomically correct from top to bottom. Though she had seen its like many times throughout her gladiatorial career, she always marveled at how the mechanism worked to make it act like a natural phallus. She felt a thrill shoot up her spine as she caressed the beautiful thing, and she imagined strapping it on and wielding it against the bitch who dared confront her.
It had been only moments after her last, delicious victory over that sexy but feckless wench, Fawn, when Julia had issued her challenge. “I will kill you to avenge Fawn, Sonja!” Julia X had yelled from the arena stands. The roar of the crowd almost drowned out Julia’s words, but Sonja had heard them, and she recognized the speaker. She looked into the rows of onlookers and spotted Julia glaring down at her with hatred and lust in her eyes. Sonja had smiled broadly and blown Julia a kiss. That was the only response Sonja felt was warranted. The arena managers would arrange the fight, and Sonja was all too happy to oblige. Sonja had also noted that Julia had been furiously rubbing her pussy through her gown as she yelled out her challenge, obviously in a state of orgasmic bliss. “That poor fool is dead already,” Sonja had thought at the time.
Now, a month later, the day of the fight was here. The arena managers had outdone themselves promoting the match, creating as much drama as possible to attract and enflame the audience. This would likely end up being the largest contest in history, and wealthy dignitaries and VIPs had quickly sold out every available seat. Even those at the top of the social food chain would be happy to get seats they would normally reserve for peasants.
“The Sexfight of the Century!” proclaimed one banner. “Vengeance for Fallen Love,” headlined another. Fight promoters had sold a story of revenge and love to make the battle larger than life. Fawn, so mercilessly killed by Sonja the Wicked, would be avenged by her true love, Julia X – the mysterious foreigner. “What a crock,” Sonja thought as her servants massaged and oiled her body in preparation for the match, carefully avoiding any erogenous zones so as not to stimulate the sexfighter prematurely. “The only person Julia has ever loved is herself.”
Sonja knew Julia quite intimately. It was not unusual for fellow gladiatrices – especially skilled sexfighters – to spar and train with each other. These practices ranged from organized engagements to private affairs late at night in someone’s boudoir. Sonja and Julia had shared more than a few nights sizing each other up quite passionately. For a while Sonja even thought she was falling for Julia, but she put those silly thoughts out of her head. There is no room for love in the heart of a champion, Sonja mused rather sadly. Julia was most assuredly skilled, and Sonja had the pleasant memories to prove it, but deep in her heart Sonja knew that she herself was the superior sexfighter.
Somewhere in the basement on the other side of the arena, Julia was getting similarly prepared. She and Sonja were both slipping into their harnesses and having their specially designed phalluses, called Tremblers, attached. An official from the arena oversaw the placement of the device, a strap on cock that would actually relay feeling and pleasure to the wearer and even simulated a male orgasm by spewing hot, liquid jism when the wearer climaxed. They were hugely expensive, but very popular with the masses. The arena overseers had spared no expense for this match. A full complement of sexual weaponry would be in play.
In her preparation room, Julia X gasped as her Trembler was placed. She had up to now only worn practice dongs and was surprised by the lifelike sensation. “Is this what a man feels?” she wondered. “It’s so…urgent.”
Julia reached down to stroke the phallus and reveled in the sensations in sent up her spine. “Was I crazy to challenge Sonja?” Julia wondered, not for the first time. She was not sure what made her do it. Watching Fawn die in exquisite ecstasy while Julia’s own pussy gushed in sympathy had overwhelmed her. Before she realized it, she was shouting a challenge, one that would end in glory or death this very day. She had been very fond of Fawn, true, but she had never felt the kind of love the promoters were proclaiming with the young girl. Perhaps, Julia thought morosely while rubbing her fake cock, I will see Fawn again before the day is over. ....
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