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A Primal Fight for HandofBlades by Draconicon

Ameila bowed before the shaman, an action that she hated to do for any man, but which was necessary from tradition. The hyena waited until the tribe's shaman turned to the other fighter, standing up as soon as she was allowed to.

Her opponent did the same, and they turned to face each other. Despite being one of the tallest females in her tribe, Ameila still stood almost half a foot shorter than her panther opponent. Regardless, she glared at him, even as he held a perpetual smirk on his face. He crossed his arms over his chest, and flexed just enough to show all of his muscles.

"Looks like my tribe is going to have the rights to this land, if you're all that your people have to send against me."

"Fuck off, male. If you think that you're going to have it easy, get ready to eat dirt. Or better yet, my ass."

"Heh, think you can pin me? The only way that you might even get close is by getting me under that fat ass of yours; that thing's almost as big as my dick."

She was about to lunge at him when the spears of his other warriors stuck around him, and the hyena backed off. It wasn't time to fight just yet; she would crush him in the primal fight, where it was most important. Anything before was just a bonus that she's apparently have to live without.

The shaman returned, and in his hands he bore a bowl that steamed blue and green. The vapors coming off of it had already rendered the shaman glassy-eyed, and his loincloth was pulled to the side by his body's reaction. Ameila looked away, deliberately. Not out of shame, but out of pure distaste for the weakness of the male. They should have some control, if not as men, then as a shaman.

He placed the bowl between them, muttering under his breath as his assistant pulled him away. The young man came forward, but Ameila had no eyes for him. Just for her opponent.

"A Primal Fight has been called. Who stands for the Hye-Hen?"

Ameila raised her hand.

"Proudly."

"And who stands for the Pan-Hars?"

"Who else?"

Her opponent smirked, and she wanted nothing more than to wipe it off of his face by driving him into the ground. She just hoped that she'd be able to, considering his pure size and his reputation.

"Then drink of the old waters, and let yourself fade. Let the spirits of old fill you, and bring out a real fight."

Ameila waited until the male leaned down first, and only then dipped her hands into the hot waters. She drew forth a mouthful, and after sniffing it - and feeling like her nose was being burned in the process - she gulped it down as fast as she could, particularly as the panther was doing the same.

Almost immediately, she was struck with a sense of vertigo, her body sweeping away from under her, and it took her a few seconds to get her feet steady once more. She groaned, her flesh burning beneath her fur, and her pussy doing the same, feeling almost like it had squirted out everything that she had just drunk.

As she wobbled from foot to foot, she reached down - as if in a trance - and slowly pulled her loincloth out of the way. She threw it over her shoulder in time to her opponent doing the same, leaving them both naked, both aroused...

And both very, very eager to fight.

The rest of the tribe scattered out of the way as Ameila panted, her eyes fixed on the panther only a few feet away. His uncut cock disgusted her, but at the same time, she found her body wanting it. She could see him looking down at her, and she knew that he wanted her in the same way.

But neither of them would just submit. They would have to take what they wanted, just the way that it was meant to be.

"Fight!"

The shout was less of a signal than it was a release. Ameila leaped forward with all the ferocity that she could muster, and with a swift kick into the panther's chin, she shoved him off of his feet. She followed it up with another punch to his face - blocked - and a second to his stomach, which wasn't. As he was wheezing for breath, she put all of her bodyweight into sending him onto his back, and over he went.

Unfortunately, she went over with him as he grabbed her, pulling her down on top of him. Her arms were pinned to her side as she was dragged along, and she could all too easily feel his cock sliding between her ass cheeks as they hit the ground. Growling, the hyena threw herself side to side, but couldn't break his grip.

The panther smirked, deliberately humping up against her before slowly lifting her up as he stood up.

"You think you're gonna get me that easily? Or did you just want my dick so bad that you couldn't help jumping into my arms?"

"The only good use of a dick is when it's used by a woman who wants it."

"Let's see if I can change your mind."

He suddenly leaped forward, and the two of them landed hard on the ground. The breath was driven out of the hyena's lungs on impact, and she arched her back under him. He took advantage, and she felt him sliding up towards her sex. Ameila growled, kicking out just hard enough to slide forward away from his cock.

However, it wasn't enough to get free. He grabbed her by the ankle, and shoved her legs apart. He managed to get his head down between her legs, and she gasped as his lips brushed against her sex. She shuddered, gritting her teeth.

He would have had her if he hadn't laughed. That put her back in the fight, and she swung her legs together around, wrapping them around his neck and spinning him onto his back. She straddled his face, looking down at him with a smirk on her face as she thumped a fist right into his ribs. He gasped, and she shoved her sex down over his face, grinding against his lips.

"What was that about pinning you down? You stay down, or I'll beat you down!"

"Fat - mmph - chance!"

He pounded his fists against her legs again and again, but she was used to that. Falling off of a cliff was pretty good preparation for any sort of pain, and considering her and the rest of the warriors threw themselves off the cliffs near daily to catch their prey, it was something that she was used to.

What she wasn't used to, however, was the constant stimulation to her pussy. She groaned, trying to fight the urges until the panther had submitted, but it was getting harder by the second. She was so turned on, and her pussy was so wet. The temptation was right there behind her, as his uncut cock throbbed nearly against her back. She glanced back -

And immediately was thrown off. She hit the ground with a grunt, and the panther rolled to his side, getting to his feet almost immediately. Ameila cursed her stupidity, particularly as she saw him jump in the air.

She squirmed, but not fast enough to get out of the way. He landed hard on her chest, and the air came whooshing out again. He brought his other foot down on her face, pinning her down as he squatted down on her. She knew what would happen next as he shoved his hand down between her legs, but she didn't have the air to fight him. His musk filled her nose as she was violated by three of his fingers, rapidly finger fucked by the panther as he laughed above her.

"Not bad, girl, but you know how this is gonna end. You're gonna impale yourself on my cock, and I'm gonna fuck you until the sun goes down, and then beyond."

"Get your foot out of my face so I can - ugh!"

He shoved his toes into her mouth, gagging her as she was finger fucked harder, faster. The hyena swore he was using four fingers now, spreading her pussy open wide. She could feel herself drooling juices onto the ground, even her ass getting wet from it. He was filling her so good. Maybe -

No!

With a desperate growl and kick, she shoved his hand back out of her pussy, and a punch to his thigh gave her just enough of a break to roll out from under him. She slapped a light blow to his stomach as she rolled to her feet, and then stomped down on his cock. The panther groaned, and she grinned, taking a similar posture on him, though her claws were grinding against his neck as she tugged and teased his cock with her foot.

"I might get that cock of yours in me, but you ain't going to be the one shoving it, you stupid male. If it goes in me, I'm using it like a toy."

"Heh, how can a toy use a toy?"

"Shut up!"

She kicked him across the face, and his cock throbbed all the harder under her foot. She smirked, pulling back and standing with her heel on his balls, and the other foot on his cock head. She kept up just enough pressure that, if he tried to dislodge her, she'd come down hard on them.

Immediately, the fight went out of him, and he stopped squirming. Ameila grinned, grinding her foot against his cock as it got harder and harder, the foreskin peeling back from his tip just enough to show the head. They were both sweaty enough and slippery enough that when she dragged her toe over the tip, he moaned louder than ever.

"You're a loser, Hallon. A weak little loser. But then again, all of you males are; you just need to be taught your lesson."

She stomped down on his cock hard, and he roared as he came, squirting his load all over his chest. The hyena smirked, starting to turn -

• only to be kicked off of her feet immediately. She landed on her stomach with a grunt, but she had no chance to get up before the panther was on her back. His hands grabbed her hips, and she was impaled on his cock in less time than it took to blink. He growled, leaning forward to whisper in her ears.

"This fight...isn't over yet."

"Apparently..."

She'd have to fight harder. She looked forward to it.

The End