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They might themselves not be the first to breed the human, but a fight was a treat in itself, an opportunity for statuses to shift, power to flow and most importantly, a chance for the Lessers to learn a lesson about combat from their Betters. The leftmost Isiri roared her defiance, the noise rattling around their makeshift encampment as she charged forward with arms outstretched looking to grapple and Lysera folded her arms under her sizable albeit armoured bust, settling in to watch the proceedings, she was not so arrogant as to presume even she had nothing left to learn from such displays. The pair collided where the marine had been laying moments before, their hands locking together as it became a contest of strength, each vying for an opportunity to unbalance or overpower the other. The marine, for her part, was once again pressed up against the wall, her body marked further with new bruises and the red sands of the planet's ground, her eyes wide as she stared at the inhuman display of strength. It was one thing, Lysera knew, to be told how strong your foe was, but Isiri rarely had to employ their full strength against humans and this display was without a doubt the first this inexperienced recruit had seen. She could see the delicious realisation on the marines expression as she finally came to terms with just how horrendously outmatched her race was. The raw power the two exuded as they grappled was spectacular, the powerful muscles of their thighs and arms most noticeable as they swelled and flexed, fighting for control over the other as their bare feet dug deeper and deeper into the loose sand. Despite herself Lysera let out a cheer as one seemed to gain the upper hand, her strength beginning to overpower the other, pushing her down and back, feet sliding. On the back foot now the other grit her teeth, sweat beginning to glisten on her skin as the equality of the brawl began to dissipate. This Isiri had proven that she was just as strong, but it seemed her stamina was lacking. “That one.” The White One said, gesturing with a simple nod to the obviously losing Isiri, drawing a derisive chuckle from Lysera. “I mean no disrespect, but this is why you are the White One, White One. She has strength, but no stamina, she will-..” The losing Isiri ducked down and twisted away, the others overconfidence forcing her off balance and forward into where her opponent had been just a moment before, but, like a coiled spring she had moved with a grace Lysera had not expected, shifting her body around that of her opponents, forcing her weight onto the back of the already unbalanced Isiri to send them both tumbling to the floor. Between the two of them around half a tonne of warrior fell to the ground with a rattling crunch, the surge of sand around them doing little to dampen the blow as the surprise loser’s left shoulder visibly dislocated from the force of the impact, signalling the end of the impromptu bout and prompting a fresh roar of adulation from the gathered watchers. The White One turned her head amicably towards Lysera and spoke with absolutely no tone in her voice whatsoever, “I mean no disrespect, but I’m needed.” Usually being shown up like that would send Lysera into a rage, but already calm as she was she instead found herself considering the White One’s comments. She had seen something in the fight Lysera had not, indicating small tits a knowledge and experience perhaps even above her own. She had to remind herself that despite the White asian One's slender body and obvious age, she had to have gotten all those scars somewhere. Thoughts for another time she observed as the victorious albeit sweat-sheened Isiri spent some well deserved time relishing in her conquest and victory, others gathering around her to clap her on the shoulder and share in the thrill of her win, even as the marine went momentarily ignored. Lysera winced and glanced away from the victorious Isiri as the redheads incessant and unrelenting noise peaked suddenly, a sharp cry ringing out as the fiery young Isiri forced the head of her pre-lubed cock into the humans tight and likely virgin ass. She couldn’t see the point of connection from where she stood, the view obscured by the Isiri’s heavy red ballsack and the humans doughy cheeks, but as the Isiri began mercilessly pumping her powerful hips forward, the sound of steely muscle slapping against soft flesh made it apparent for all around that this soft little redhead was learning what it meant to be owned and sodomised by her superiors. To Lysera’s relief she watched as the Third kneeling over her head, who up until that point had been enjoying tormenting the pale creature by dragging her pre-dripping cock and massive nuts in their soft fetish smooth sack over her face and hair, seemed to also get sick of the redheads constant mewling, a grin forming on her face as she forced a thick thumb in between the humans lips, pressing it back and hooking it behind her teeth, forcing her jaw and mouth open, readying her for what was to follow. Sweet silence finally reigned from her as the redhead arched her back, heavy soft breasts bouncing alluringly as she twisted her body desperately from side to side, a guttural and muted groan escaping her throat as the Third fed the meaty tip of her cock into the girl, forcing her to taste the seed of her attacker as her hot pink tongue was liberally smeared with pre. She had had more fight in her than Lysera had expected, the human's slender fingers clawing uselessly at the Thirds thighs as she pushed her cock still deeper, the redhead’s throat visibly expanding as she learned, with sudden expedience, how to throat Isiri cock. Lysera watched until she saw the Thirds nuts, each only a little smaller than the girls balled fists, came to rest and press against her nose eyes and forehead, the cock so thick at the base that the Isiri had to remove her thumb to give it room, the girls lips stretched wide, spit and pre bubbling from her nose as she tried to breathe around dick. Her body writhed as it was deprived of air, settling deeper into the sand and the younger Isiri growled something, prompting the Third to pull back, allowing the girl a shaky wet breath before she once again pushed forward, the two entering a rhythm as they taught her her place. The marine let out a strangled gasp and Lysera turned to see that the victor had finally torn her attention away from the crowds congratulations, she had seized the frightened girl by the neck and lifted her up off the floor, pinning her against the wall, hands grasping desperately at the fingers around her neck even as the towering Isiri japanese used her other hand to lift the Marine's leg, spreading her thighs and pressing herself in between. The human’s high pitched yelp and gasp were music BDSM to Lysera’s ears and while she could see little of the action, the victors body obscuring it, she could see the wide-eyed shock in the human’s eyes, the disbelief, the pain and the fear as each new thrust into her young supple body drove the wind from her lungs. “That one may learn to enjoy it.” Came a familiar voice and Lysera didn’t allow herself to show the merest hint of surprise for being snuck up on, though she did chastise herself for becoming too engrossed in the proceedings. 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