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Old 21-Dec-20, 12:55
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Default A Knight at the Tavern

The men and women of Norheim were proud and savage warriors. Trained from birth in all forms of combat, they were the king's chosen frontline attack squads. Skirmishers and fierce brawlers, they had honed their skills to be among the chosen few but even a decorated war knight of the Norheim tribe knew not to fuck with the Jaegers.

Yet here she was, Freya Dawnstrider of the Ninth Valkyrie's. She was a proud and noble warrior, chosen by winning a fierce gauntlet. Freya watched the remnants of her beaten battalion of twenty strewn around the damp tavern.

Her second-in-command Mari Pyrebraid was bent over a table and mercilessly taken from behind by a large Jaeger twice her size. Mari's young, ebony, muscular body glistened with sweat and sported several new fist shaped tattoos courtesy of her opponent. The large Jaeger clasped a fistful of her braided short black hair and took her hard from behind, his large erection probing in and out with furious pace as she moaned and winced.

In another corner of the tavern, her war general, Anette Palkin, a beautiful young blonde was hung upside down from the ceiling, Anette's blue eyes opened wide as her six-pack abs took hard punishment from two large men. A third man had busied himself with her mouth, snaking his massive phallus in and out while his comrades continued to rain abuse on her stomach.

Freya watched in dismay as one-by-one her elite team fell to the Jaegers in brutal fistfights taking place at the center of the tavern. A row of the tavern's wooden chairs had been arranged in a circle to create a makeshift pit. Around the circle were Norheim women and Jaeger men cheering for their comrades but it was clear whose voice was louder. Most of the Norheim women stood quiet, their heads hung in embarrassment as they fell one by one, their hard, nude bodies being picked up and strewn over the shoulders of the victorious Jaeger, who were all too eager to claim their prize.

Freya could barely watch the fight currently happening in the pit. The youngest of the Valkyrie's was a woman named Agnes Pyrescream, her toned, sleek mesomorph frame was absolutely no match for the might of the large Jaeger she faced. Drunk out of her mind and shit faced, Agnes stood wobbling in the center of the pit, her strong legs clumsy and unsure. She was known for her agility and sure footedness but all that seemed to desert her in this fight as the large, loud-mouthed Jaeger named Graveskin Snowmaul used her face like a punching bag. Left and right her head snapped, a trail of blood ejecting from her mouth with each furious blow. Her shoulder length blonde hair twirled like a skirt to match the movement of her head.

Graveskin snarled at the Norheim woman before him as he unloaded furious fists into her belly, bending her over again and again. Agnes' muscular nude body was bruised and battered from head to toe, Graveskin deriving sinister pleasure from the punishment he bestowed.

Freya watched as Agnes finally fell, her nude body sprawled on the hard floor and knocked out. Exchanging high-fives with his mates, he picked Agnes up and draped her over his shoulder, smacking her thick jelly-like ass hard as the Norheim women either quietly looked away or pretended to be engaged in fruitless conversation.

Before Graveskin left the pit, his eyes fell upon Freya. With a sinister smile, he pointed towards her.

"There is the fabled Freya Dawnstrider! Is this the best your squad can do Wolfborn?"

Laughter echoed around the tavern as the remaining Norheim women slowly sneaked out to save themselves from the embarrassment. Freya knew she had to appear unfazed no matter how disappointed she was inside. Heck, she could barely remember how any of this started in the first place. All Freya could recollect was the scouts were there to celebrate a well earned victory but that had all gone sour once a drunken challenge was issued and ill-advised bets were made. Before she could even make sense of what was going on, Freya found herself on a table, wearing nothing but a smile and holding a glass of cold mead in her hand.

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"Wolfborn? More like chicken-born from the looks of it!"

The Jaeger men laughed and mocked the women by flapping their wings like a chicken.

"Enough!"

Small splinters of wood flew by her face as the glass of mead in her hand shattered on the table. Freya stood, her fierce gaze meeting Graveskin's.

"You and me in the pit. NOW!"

Graveskin smirked and shrugged Agnes' body off his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. With a devilish smile, he stepped back into the pit motioning his shapely opponent to do the same.

Freya studied him from head to toe as she made her way into the circle. His large, broad frame was wide and muscular. His chest puffed and slit with muscle. His ashen, grey skin was what gave him his name. Graveskin tugged at the end of his braided goatee, his nude body standing proud and tall.

His bald head shone bright in the dim light from the torches around the tavern. Graveskin's face had a tattoo of a large handprint in red. His beady red eyes studied Freya's body intently as he flashed a sinister grin.

Freya's mind raced with effective strategies to bring this large man down as she met him in the center. Their chests pressed against each other and Freya could feel the craftsmanship and musculature of his body rub against hers including his long, thick erection that now pressed flush against the pecks of her six-pack abs.

With a smile, Freya realized what her first target had to be. She had taken many a man down a peg with a fist between the legs, Graveskin was going to be no different. Freya beamed a confident smile as they took a step back and circled, their biceps flexed and fists hovering in front of their faces.

After what seemed like an eternity to the men and women gathered around the pit, Freya moved first. She swung a wild fist at Graveskin's face, punching up to reach his height. He smiled and backpedaled, arching his back to avoid the blow as Freya's forearms brushed across his large chest.

He sprang back confident that he would catch her by surprise, instead he found her on one knee. Her real attack was already halfway to it's destination. Freya's face lit up with a sinister grin as she felt her knuckles bury deep into the flesh of his balls. His erection immediately shriveled back down to size and loud scream of pain filled the tavern.

Instinctively, Graveskin landed a hard fist flush on Freya's cheek who was still down on one knee. She collapsed to the floor as the punch landed, lying on her side as Graveskin bent down and buried another fist deep into her stomach, sending her body sideways into one of the chairs, her back scraping the concrete as small scratches formed on her skin.

Having put some distance between them, Graveskin retreated. He stumbled back in pain, his hands clutching his balls and his red eyes furious and staring at Freya.

"Impressive!" said Freya as she dusted the dirt off her body and got up to her feet. She wiped a small drop of blood from her lips and winced as she felt the purple bruise on her right cheek.

"The men that I do that too usually go down in one hit"

Graveskin was furious. His large muscles ripped and flexed in anger.

"You'll pay for that!" He snarled, his eyes ablaze with anger.

"I thought you Jaeger men liked things kinky!"

Freya's quip finally gave the Norheim women standing around the circle reason to cheer. The Jaeger men watching on in disgust and disdain.

With a loud yell, Graveskin darted towards Freya who stood smiling. She moved out of the way of a ferocious punch aimed at her nose by tilting her head, Graveskin's large fist grazing her left cheek. Freya replied with a hard punch to his kidney and as Graveskin reeled from the attack, smashed a hard fist into his right cheek.

Blood erupted from his mouth as the large brute staggered back, quickly bringing his hands up to protect his face as Freya's fists bounced off his forearm. Taking a step back, he threw another punch at her face, watching carefully as Freya titled her head to the side to avoid the blow. He smiled, she had fell for it.

A hard fist buried deep into the soft tissue of Freya's left breast as she winced and moved back. Not wanting her to regain momentum, Graveskin pressed for another attack. He feigned another jab to her face and when Freya covered up, smashed into her hard abs with a sickening fist.

Freya bent over with a loud yelp of pain, her palm's nestling her stomach as pain shot through her body. Graveskin whipped the bent over amazon's face left and right with furious punches, sending blood and saliva flying out of her mouth. Freya bought her arms up to her face as she pedaled back, Graveskin's hard punches bouncing off her forearms.

Threading her way through a barrage of wild punches, Freya got up close to deliver another blow to his kidneys, smashing into his sides with thunderous punches as Graveskin growled in pain. In desperation, he smashed into her right breast with a cold fist, staggering the warrior back.

As a furious punch rebound off Freya's now bruised forearms, the decorated war knight moved her body to his side, catching Graveskin off guard with a hard punch to the back of his big, bald head. The punch dazed him, leaving him seeing stars as Freya moved in to press her advantage.

She started with a ferocious blow to his nose that flattened it bloody, following up with two more hard jabs to his sides before unleashing an uppercut to his chin. As Graveskin's head sprang up from the impact, Freya smashed into his stomach with a thunderous blow.

"By the gods! She fights like a Jaeger," One of the men standing around the circle whispered to another as Freya smashed huge forearms into the bent over Graveskin's back reducing him to one knee.

This was it, this was her chance to end it quickly. Freya had Graveskin right where she wanted him, on one knee staring at the ground. She smiled and unleashed a huge arcing uppercut aimed at his jaw, confident of taking the big man out. Graveskin had other plans.

With a sinister smile, he moved his head out of the way of the blow and responded with a ferocious uppercut of his known. Pain shot through her body as Graveskin's knuckles found their mark deep between Freya's legs. She arched her head up with a cry of pain and fell to her knees, her palms cajoling her crotch.

Now both combatants were on their knees and Graveskin opened up with ferocious punches on the now defenseless Freya. He started with a blow to her left breast, then to her right inflicting heavy bruising on her soft flesh. He smashed his forehead into her nose and smiled as he watched a trail of blood flow down.

As he attempted another punch to her face, Freya blocked it with her forearm and replied with a heavy jab to the large man's chest, leaving him coughing. She followed up with a hard punch to his cheek, that left bruising and swelling in its wake.

Graveskin blocked another attempted uppercut to his chin and crashed his knuckles into Freya's jaw that whipped her head to one side. She blocked a jab to her breasts and responded with a violent thrust into his sides.

The men and women that stood around the pit looked on mesmerized as the two combatants exchanged ferocious blows. They were still on their knees, unwilling to let the other rise for advantage, giving and taking hard blows to keep each other pinned. Some of the Jaeger men couldn't help but cheer for Freya, the veteran fighter was making new fans.

One of Graveskin's punches threaded through Freya's defenses and crashed right into the center of her chest, leaving her winded. As she coughed, Graveskin pressed his advantage and tore into her with stinging punches to her breasts, her beautiful, round bosom swaying like punching bags dancing to the tune of the brute's punches.

Desperate, Freya bore the impact of another punch on her soft mound and retaliated with a thunderous punch to Graveskin's face, knocking one of the large man's teeth out. The Jaeger men stood dumbfounded as they watched the veteran knight take the fight to her large male adversary. The Norheim women gathered around the circle slowly cheered as smiles finally found their faces after what had been a night of embarrassment.

Everyone in the tavern, now gathered around to witness the fight of equals. The two titans putting on a display of strength that left them all speechless and staring in disbelief at the brutality.

After what seemed like ages on their knees, Freya and Graveskin finally rolled back and got up to their feet, circling each other warily. They smiled at each other, impressed by each other's skill and power. Their eyes locked on to the each other with a look of mutual respect.

Freya's body was battered and bruised. Blood ran freely down her nostrils and the side of her lips. Both her cheeks now sported purple, fist-shaped bruises and so did her breasts that now ached with stinging pain. There were small cuts and scrapes all over her gorgeous body but still she stood, a look of determination on her face and her fists hovering ready to attack.

Graveskin was in no better condition, his face had been battered bloody by Freya's punches and the aching in his balls still hadn't subsided. Around them the entire tavern had gathered watching in awe as the two fighters circled, looking for an opening. Half of the Jaeger men now cheered in support for Freya, while the Norheim backed their war knight with primal screams.

Graveskin watched his shapely opponent slowly circle around him as he formulated a plan in his mind. Freya was more mobile and faster than any other woman that he had faced that night and if he was to win, he would have to take that advantage away. His beady red eyes zeroed in on her lower body and with a sinister smile, he knew what he had to do.

In her corner, Freya was pleased with plan she had in place. She had taken a battering but she had also driven out most of the endurance in the giant brute. Her eyes fixated on his upper body, his chest and sides the primary targets. She intended to shut him down fast and knock him out.

Both fighters met in the center again, the men and women around the makeshift pit cheering them on.

"Well done Jaeger, you are still standing! There aren't many who can boast about that!"

Freya beamed a bright smile and raised a fist in the air towards the large brute.

Graveskin grinned and met her knuckles with his in a mutual fist bump of respect. The crowd around them went wild.

"You aren't bad either War Knight!"

The two of them took a step back and circled, the brains formulating attack patterns and strategy. Graveskin did not want to move first, he waited patiently, waiting for Freya to open with an attack. Freya rushed in, probing him with light jabs to the sides before stepping back and swaying out of the way of a wild punch aimed at her head.

She stepped to his side quickly, firing quick shots at his left kidney before darting back out of his strike zone. As Graveskin committed to another punch, Freya ducked down and sent a stinging blow into the center of his chest, watching as he stumbled back coughing.

Smiling, she quickly jumped up catching Graveskin with a hard fist to his already bloodied nose. Graveskin staggered back, his feet unsteady. Seeing an opening, Freya weaved in to his strike zone for another opportunity at his sides, only to realize it had been a ruse.

Graveskin's feet regained their firmness and flexed with muscle as he moved his large body out of the way of a wild punch aimed at his chest. He positioned himself at Freya's sides and unleashed two stinging jabs aimed at her left hamstring.

As Freya cried in pain and grabbed the back of her leg, Graveskin fired two more jabs at her right hamstring. Freya realized what his plan was and attempted to backpedal but it was too late. Graveskin ducked under her anticipatory punch aimed at his chin and buried his knuckles deep into her crotch.

Freya felt pain shoot through her lower body but bore it and blocked another attempted punch between her legs. She replied with a vicious headbutt to Graveskin's face that staggered him back, coughing and wincing.

Freya pulled back, putting some distance between them but Graveskin knew this was the moment to press his attack. His fist smacked flush into her bruised left breast as Freya cried in pain and pedaled back. As she did, Graveskin bent down and moved to her side, unleashing quick hooks and jabs to both her hamstrings.

Freya winced and grunted, bearing the pain in the back of her legs as she fired back with another vicious punch to the center of Graveskin's chest. He coughed and backed away, finally giving her some breathing room as she stepped back.

Graveskin was smarter than she thought, however, as she backed away trying to put more distance between them, he lunged and connected with a hard punch to her left inner thigh. He repeated the dose on the right before finishing off with a punch that smacked into her crotch with furious impact.

Freya's eyes went wide as pain coursed through her body. Graveskin pressed his advantage and caught her on the chin with a ferocious uppercut. As her head sprang up from the impact, the large brute went to work on her lower body again, battering her thighs, hamstrings and crotch purple with brutal fists.

Desperate, Freya sent her forehead into his and both of them took a step back, shaking their heads furiously to fight off the cobwebs. Unfortunately for Freya, Graveskin recovered first and with the agility his large frame would afford him began circling and raining fists on her body. Graveskin darted from side to side and to the front and back of her body, raining abuse on Freya's stomach, legs and crotch. Thunderous fists bounced off Freya's muscular thighs as they jiggled with the impact. He used rough punches to her crotch to keep her rooted in place as he went about raining blows on her hamstrings and inner thighs. He occasionally peppered her bruised abs with stinging jabs to maintain control when she attempted to evade or move.

The Norheim women looked on worried as their champion bore sadistic and focused punishment on her lower body. Heck, some of the Jaeger men felt for Freya too, watching her cry in pain and anguish.

In desperation, Freya did the only thing she could and darted forward. She clinched Graveskin, wrapping her arms around his large body taking him by surprise. She peppered his kidneys with brutal punches as the brute winced in pain. Shoving him back, Freya jumped on top of him, wrapping her battered thighs around his waist and raining furious blows on his face.

Graveskin covered up the best he could but a few punches sneaked through smacking his jaw and chin. With a loud yell, he slammed Freya back to the floor and sat on her stomach, pinning her arms below his knees before going to work on her breasts. His hard knuckles smashed into the soft skin of her mounds as Freya lay on the floor taking abuse and crying in pain.

With a mighty yell of her own, Freya pushed the large man off her and watched as he flipped in the air over her head and landed on his back. She wasted no time straddling his stomach and battered his face and chest, leaving the big man coughing, breathless. The Norheim women cheered watching Freya rain ferocious hammer blows on Graveskin's chest and face battering him purple and red.

She finished with a punch deep into his balls that made him sit up from the impact and as he did, Freya floored him again with a punch to his face. Graveskin covered up as ferocious punches bounced off his body, waiting for his moment to strike back. He found his moment when one of Freya's wild punches missed. He grabbed her arm and pulled her forward, smashing a brutal elbow into her face that left her holding her nose, screaming in pain. He grabbed her hair and smashed Freya's forehead into the concrete before rolling away from under her.

Freya was on all fours when the brute attacked again. Hard punches crashed into her sides as she winced and grunted. Quickly moving to her back, Graveskin grabbed her hair and bent her head backwards. He smashed her crotch with a hard punch, smiling as he watched her scream. Still keeping her on all fours, Graveskin straddled her back. Freya could feel his massive erection flush against the center of her back as he pulled her hair and yanked her head up.

Punch after punch bruised her cheeks as Graveskin rained furious blows without abandon. One of the punches gave her a black eye while another drew blood from her mouth. Screaming with rage, Freya got up to her feet with the large man still on her back and fell backward. Graveskin felt all the air driven out of his body as his back smashed into the concrete. Freya jumped up and delivered a hard elbow to his chest that left him coughing blood. She rolled away from his body to take a moment to recollect herself.

The men and women around the pit watched nervously as their champions lay on the floor, staring at the ceiling. After a while, they attempted to move but lay back down again due to exhaustion. Loud laughter echoed through the tavern as Graveskin roared in amusement. Freya joined in soon after leaving the crowd around the pit stunned.

"Well Lass! This is it, the final push. Only one of us gets up after this," smiled Graveskin, thoroughly impressed by his female adversary.

Freya smiled and slowly got to her feet. Graveskin followed suit. The two fighters stood exhausted, their bodies battered, bloody and bruised. It had been a hell of a fight but there could be only one winner.

"May the best one win," Freya quipped before she darted in and buried a fist deep into Graveskin's balls. The large man cried in anguish before smashing Freya in the crotch with a punch of his own. The crowd watched stunned in silence as the two champions exchanged ferocious punches to their nether regions. Punch after punch felt like it would be the last but neither fighter was willing to concede.

Graveskin was at the end of his rope, the battering he had taken had left him exhausted and weak. Freya was much the same, the pain in her lower body was enormous. The men and women watched on as the two fighters exchanged punch after punch, Freya continued her cold and calculated assault on his balls while Graveskin took no half-measures in pounding her crotch. Something had to give and then it finally happened.

Freya's cheek slammed against the center of his chest and her arms went limp by her side. She slowly slid down to her knees, her face leaving a trail of blood along the length of Graveskin's torso as the mighty champion fell. She looked up at Graveskin, his large erection now pressed against her nose, her eyes fluttering and her body exhausted.

Graveskin looked on in shock at the women below him, he could not believe he had won. He was sure this fight would end with his loss and yet here she was, another Norheim woman beaten, perhaps the mightiest of them all.

He grabbed her shoulders as she was about to collapse and steadied her. Grabbing her arms, he yanked her up till she stood on her feet again.

"You do not belong on your knees War Knight, not for me and not for anyone! If you ever need an ally in war, you can count on the Jaeger's!"

He raised her arm as the men and women cheered, Graveskin may have won the fight but Freya had won their hearts. Jaeger men lifted Freya up on their shoulders as the Norheim women cheered their champions name. It would be a night of celebration after all.
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