Mercy at the Coliseum - Sex Stories

Mercy at the Coliseum

... fur hadn’t been left unkempt long enough, nor my nutrition yet terrible enough to take my coat’s shine away. Even in the darkness, I knew exactly where my two white stripes parted at my forehead, sliding down my back and then over a long, bushy tail that I held in my hands to help keep me warm. More creamy white spots dotted my lower arms and legs, signaling my heritage as a spotted and striped hybrid skunk. Deep blue eyes would have danced back at me, with joyful play before these last few weeks, but for now, I knew their forgotten sparkle would be lost in the pitiful present of my jacked up life. Shuddering in the night cold, I couldn’t keep from chattering my teeth together as the temperature in here continued to drop, reaching numbing levels while I sunk my hind paws further into the straw and kept my hands covered by the tail. At least I’d likely only need to go through one night like this. The stars would be twinkling in all their night sky glory and normally, I would have been happy to spend a few hours just gazing up at the heavens, admiring the beauty. Instead, my ceiling was pitch black and I could just barely touch it with my fingertips if I stretched out to my full height. Hours passed by as I huddled further into myself, doing all I could to keep warm. Finally, with a sense of relief, I heard the creaking sound of the main hallway door being opened, followed by the bellowing and unwelcome laughs of several guards. My time had come. They spoke no words to me, but ...

... rather handed me a few strips of cooked meat and a bowl of fruit, both of which I took eagerly. Fortunately for me, they weren’t in any rush and so I took my time in consuming the tasty breakfast, letting the flavor of the steak marinate in my mouth before swallowing and moving onto the fruit. Once it was all done, they motioned for me to step to the back of the cell while they opened it. I obliged and soon had my paws tied behind my back and a rope leash knotted around my neck. Naked and vulnerable, I was led up a winding staircase, the movement helping to send tingles of fresh bl**d and warmth into my cold legs. When they opened the door at the top, I hissed and clenched my eyes shut, the light inside intensely shocking my eyes. They led me forward anyway, though it wasn’t far before they stopped and then I was lifted up onto a chair with my legs then spread out, exposing my privates to the guard now standing in front of me. “Did you know who that mysterious, hooded figure was that followed us down to your cell last night?” “No, sir.” “That was Lord Raspotine, your opponent for this morning, and he actually proposed a sort of different challenge than is normal, one that would save you from death if you accepted it.” “What is it?” “He told us not to tell you the terms unless you accepted it. Do you wish to live past this day, skunk?” I nodded, numbed with shock. “Then, do you accept?” “Yes, I do.” With that, he knelt down and brought his paw forward, making me yelp in panic ...