This choice: Thea is too scared, and asks for a fight challenge in despite of her size... • Go Back... Thea's brain panics due to what should be an impossible situation (but given she had been raised from the dead and knew a man who could move at supersonic speed, maybe the definition of impossible needs an update for these guys) her mouth moved without thinking 'This is technically a League thing, given Sara was still Ta-er Al-Sahir, so something like this requires trail by combat' she yells, just about remembering how Oliver fought Ra's when trying to keep him and Nyssa from knowing of her unwilling involvement. She was surprised by the response... laughter, genuine, sweet, almost innocent giggles escaping from the woman who Thea had once thought had no soul (it unfortunately took seeing her cry over Sara's dead body to correct that belief)
'You're serious aren't you? You couldn't be able to beat me before now, never mind at your current size. Though the ... brass balls you have on display, I can see why Sara liked you' at this she smiles sadly, causing another thought to slip from Thea's lips
'Hey, the Lazarus Pit brought me back to life, why can't you use if on Sara?' this question got a more hollow laugh from the assassin
'I'm sure you know by now the side effects of using the Pit to restore someone, it's a fate I wouldn't inflict on my beloved. Better she remain in Paradise than experience that Hell' at this point she places Thea on her table and begins to remove her armour, to the brunette's shock (and slight arousal)
'Um what the fuck?'
'I'm accepting your challenge Brave One, and given your disadvantage I thought a removal of all barriers would be appreciated, as well as give you a proper view of your mistress. Oh and don't try to run away because if you do then when, and believe me it's a when not an if, I find you, I will be biting off all your limbs and you will get a swift demotion from slave to buttplug, and we'll get to see just how long you last. But don't worry, I'll make sure to keep your head peeking out of my asshole, so you have a fighting chance at survival' Thea pales at Nyssa's feral smirk, she hadn't planned to make a break for it anyway but that speech made her glad she'd already made that decision, she was hoping to get by and survive this encounter, maybe see some massive middle eastern breasts and pussy before the rest of the team rescue her, but if Nyssa went through with her threat she'd rather die than be found and have to live like that, after experiencing THAT for how long. She was snapped out of her brain frozen panic by a loud click overhead, looking up Nyssa was staring at her, dressed simply in a deep red bra and panty set 'Strip' she orders and Thea blinks
'Excuse me?'
'Strip, this is as much a show for me as my stripping is for you' she leans over the shrunken archer, nearly hitting her with her swinging bust 'Now, before I remove it more forcefully than you would like' given her last threat that one was pretty tame, but Thea still pretty much tore off her clothes to please the giantess before she got more annoyed
'Okay so how do we start this?' Thea asks and Nyssa grabs her, placing her between her bare feet
'The trial starts now, if Thea Queen can defeat the Heir, she wins her freedom and earns a title, if not then she is the property of the Heir, to do with as she see's fit' Nyssa announces, Thea unable to see her face from her position but imagines a smug grin, especially when referring to herself as the heir. Seeing as she had no other options Thea threw herself at the enormous assassin, her plan while unlikely involved mostly striking at her ankle bone in the hopes of unbalancing her and knocking her over, Nyssa clearly wasn't trying to kill her as she couldn't have a slave if she were dead (then again the Pit is still a thing so...) so Thea thought if she could knock her down she could get it counted as a win. She should have realised something was wrong when Nyssa didn't try fight back, even when an annoyed Thea climbed her foot and bounced on the joint of her pinkie toe, which only had be knocked off and nearly pinned by the small digit. Eventually Nyssa got bored, and gave a small kick, which still sent Thea flying across the room. With a brisk pace she walks over and pins the shrunken Speedy under her foot, Thea's face peeking out from between her first and second toes
'Do you yield Miss Queen?' Nyssa asks, calling that as calling her Merlyn would most likely end with her cleaning Thea's bloody corpse off her foot and resurrecting her back in Nanda Parbot
'Don't have much of a choice do I?' ever the snarker Thea asks/wheezes
'You have a choice, submit or...' Nyssa leaves the other option in the air, but shifts her weight so more is rested on Thea who bites back a scream
'Okay, okay I yield. I'm done' Thea yells, her pride taking a back seat to her physical pain
'Excellent' Nyssa purrs ' And quite an interesting and spirited pet you will be. Now to bring you home, but how?'
1) Nyssa secures Thea in her bra cup, sure the fight and domination got her horny but Thea deserves a rest for actually trying to fight, which amuses the assassin as well as earning her a little respect, not enough to let her go but enough to not always be a bitch to her.
2) The detailed description of what she wanted to do to an escaping Thea had the assassin beginning to fantasize about putting Thea in her ass. The trip back home is long and her ass might get lonely now Sara isn't around kiss it, rim it and snuggle up to her muscular gluts, besides I'm sure Thea would like to makes some new, highly affectionate friends given her world has just been turned upside down   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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