The Trials of Fairchild

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Adventures of Aurora Chapter 29-1

The Trials of Fairchild

By Janissa, Sharon Best, Tex Beethoven and David

(Latest Revision: 06-Oct-96)

Wonder Woman and Sh’Lyra began circling each other warily in the Roman-like arena on Sh’Lyra’s R&R ship, each looking for an opening to begin her attack. The arena was empty of spectators, but neither of the two strong and beautiful women felt any lack of occasion. This was serious and deadly business! Wonder Woman moved with all the grace and beauty of a puma eyeing her prey. But her opponent was no gentle fawn. The 6’8” Sh’Lyra was more like a lioness!

Nearby, two Arion Beta mechanics were approaching the arena though a utility hallway. Leading the way was Rexis, a low level mechanic who in his spare time was a martial arts instructor. As he walked down the narrow utility hallway he was waving his free hand in the air to illustrate a point to Aral, his female partner. Aral, who was the ranking mechanic, had insisted that Rexis go ahead of her. She didn’t bother to explain that she wanted him to go first only so, in the interests of sexual equality, she could watch his tight buns move as he walked. Purely detached, of course. Yeah, right! They were awfully nice buns!

The two workers, each carrying a heavy tool box, finally reached access door number 10 to the arena. Deeply involved in discussing the possibilities of Sh’Lyra, and thence their entire ship, breaking away from the oppressive Arion Empire and becoming renegades, Rexis opened the door.

“But Aral, this could be the chance of a lifetime, by breaking away from the empire we ... OH SHIT!”

Before them in the arena was Sh’Lyra, their dreaded Commander, battling an almost-nude raven-haired woman dressed in the tatters of a red and blue uniform. They were almost knocked off their feet by the concussion wave as this stranger leapt high into the air and delivered a powerful kick to the side of their Commander’s head! Aral grabbed Rexis and clapped her hand to his mouth. “Sssh, not a sound or we’re both dead!” she whispered in his ear. He signaled he understood and Aral slowly removed her hand.

Both stared in awe at this powerful and graceful woman returning lightly to the sand as Sh’Lyra slid on her rump across the arena to slam into the hard metal of its boundary wall. Sh’Lyra, appearing unfazed by the blow, picked herself up, smiling ruefully at herself.

Diana, who had fought and overcome Arion Primes before, was shocked. “By Zeus, what is she made of? She’s not even shaking her head!” she thought.

Sh’Lyra for the first time sounded as if she was excited. “So Diana, it’s true, you’re a Martial arts Master, and your discipline is different from any I’ve ever encountered before. This is going to be fun!”

Sh’Lyra and Diana circled each other, carefully watching each other for an entire endless minute, and then in a blur of movement, Diana attacked, deliberately leaving her head open as she charged. As expected, Sh’Lyra struck at her head. Diana easily countered Sh’Lyra’s strike, then crossed her right foot in front of her left and spun on both heels. Her right leg exploded in a snap kick so fast that a small thunderclap imploded into the resulting vacuum she left behind her.

Seeing Diana attacking and leaving her head so obviously vulnerable, Sh’Lyra had expected a ploy. Still she was amazed at how fast Diana was. No wonder this Wonder Woman had beaten so many Arion Primes!. She was a lot faster than any normal Prime. Sh’Lyra dived and twisted under Diana’s kick, twirling onto her back with her leg extended to kick Diana’s leg out from under her, while striking up in the air with her other long leg into the space where Diana had to go if she was to avoid the leg sweep. Sh’Lyra was surprised - instead of dodging the upper leg, Diana was able to block her ankle with her bracelet! . The sound of Kryptonian bone hitting magically prepared Amazonian Bronze resounded like a giant hammer hitting the world’s largest anvil!

Even blocked, the force of the blow was enough to hurtle Diana up to collide with the ceiling of the Arena before she fell back to the sand. In the best traditions of honorable battles against worthy opponents on the tatami, instead of leaping to attack Diana while she was helpless, Sh’Lyra waited until she regained her feet. Diana acknowledged the courtesy with a graceful bow. Then, standing almost toe to toe with the tall Kryptonian, Diana used every ounce of speed she had to launch an all out attack. To her surprise, Sh’Lyra managed to block almost every one of her blows. Only three managed to slip past Sh’Lyra’s defenses, and even they appeared to do no damage to this large woman. Yet each blow did tear a gaping hole in her corset.

For several minutes they fought furiously, leaping apart and leaping back together again with lightning speed, neither able to find a weakness in the other’s whirlwind defense. To Rexis’ practiced eye, the two were breathtakingly beautiful in both form and style. A martial arts expert in his own right, he was thrilled at the artistry and power so evident in every attack and counter, every gambit and reply, and at the ultimate femininity inherent in these two super-powered and highly trained femme warriors. Aral, an easily excitable and impulsive woman, felt herself getting very wet as she watched these two almost naked goddesses fight. She shifted, pressing her breasts against Rexis’ hard back and reached down, grasping his cock. Gently squeezing, she felt Rexis squirming in her hold, rubbing his buns against her hips.

Several minutes later, Sh’Lyra, her left breast now completely bared, was herself tingling strongly from this attractive woman’s attacks. She made no effort to hide her obvious arousal as she continued to block Diana’s blows. Her nipples grew large and harder than steel. Suddenly seeing an opening, she pivoted on one toe, grasping Diana’s left forearm as Diana struck at her. Bending over at the hips, Sh’Lyra changed pace, using an elementary judo move she had picked up on Earth. Diana, cursing, was thrown hard on her back.

Aral jerked Rexis around and kissed him forcefully and deep. Never taking her eyes off the fight, her inhumanly strong hands ripped the crotch from his pants. Rexis grinned, grabbed the neck of Aral’s coveralls and ripped them in half. Aral never wore anything underneath, and as her garment went sailing away in two directions, her sensuous body was now completely exposed to his hungry gaze. But even more exciting for her, she was instantly available to put him to good use. Snarling like a klomft, she flipped Rexis onto his back and thrust herself onto his cock. Rexis grabbed Aral’s large tits and squeezed them with all of his might, his calloused thumbs rubbing Aral’s large nipples as they both groaned in mutual pleasure. Still watching the fight, Aral thrust her hips rapidly up and down, hissing as the first of many orgasms took brief control of her body.

Diana, hurt but too canny to show it, bounced to her feet and whirled around delivering a solid round house kick to Sh’Lyra’s lower ribs, completely ripping the damaged corset off Sh’Lyra’s body. Sh’Lyra, irritated at herself for not anticipating the move, skidded sideways from the force of Diana’s blow. She dove rolling under Diana’s second kick and swept her opponent’s leg out from under her. As she fell, Diana twisted in mid air and grabbed Sh’Lyra’s breasts with both hands. Squeezing with all of her savage might, she twisted Sh’Lyra’s right breast with he full Amazonian strength. At the same time she slammed her knee as hard as she could into Sh’Lyra’s stomach.

In the split second before Diana’s knee impacted her stomach Sh’Lyra reacted, instinctively tensing her stomach. Diana groaned as her knee slammed painfully into the hardest muscles in the known universe. With tears springing to her eyes Diana desperately released her hold on Sh’Lyra’s right breast and struck with the edge of her hand at Sh’Lyra’s throat. To Diana’s dismay, Sh’Lyra caught her wrist mere millimeters from the target. Diana tried to pull back, but it was far too late to recover from her commitment.

Wrapping her long legs around Diana’s, and capturing Diana’s left wrist with her own, Sh’Lyra slowly forced a wildly struggling Diana over onto her back. Diana, shocked at the overwhelming strength of this woman, thought, “By the gods, she is even stronger than my little Firebug. She must have been toying with me this entire fight!”

With an ease made possible only by her great strength, Sh’Lyra slowly pulled Diana’s arms over her head and held both of her wrists together with one hand. Diana suddenly felt as if she were a small child being overpowered by an adult. Her muscles rigid as steel, sweat pouring from every pore in her body, she struggled against her captor. To Aral, Diana’s body looked like a relief map contoured with heavy cables of muscles. Diana used every trick she could think of to escape Sh’Lyra’s hold on her, but Sh’Lyra countered every one.

At Sh’Lyra’s smug smile of satisfaction mere inches from her face, Diana bit back a groan of despair. Sh’Lyra placed her finger and thumb against Diana’s throat and said in a casual tone, “At this point I would say I have won, wouldn’t you?”

Diana’s emotions were in turmoil! On only one occasion in her life, in an arm-wrestling match with the Velorian Supergirl named Kara, had she ever been overpowered. She had NEVER before been beaten in hand to hand combat! And by a woman! Unbidden, thoughts of the various traditional consequences for an Amazon who lost a formal fight on Paradise Island came into her mind. Sexual slavery for the loser, for weeks at a time, was not uncommon. Against her will, she felt her traitorous body responding to this powerful woman, her breathing becoming ragged with desire, her nipples beginning to harden.

Grudgingly, Diana responded, and quoted the ancient words of defeat for the first time in her celebrated life, “Honored enemy, I yield. I am at your mercy.” All hopes of this woman not knowing about the Amazon ritual were dashed as Sh’Lyra, without saying a word, bent her head possessively towards Diana’s lips.

Sharon Best
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