The War Queen

 The War Queens invasion had been a failure. She had not expected the southern forces to have been so organised and disciplined. They had only managed to raid a few towns before being confronted by the main force, her own troops had not been disciplined enough to not engage them

The battle was short, a headlong assault had been repelled and retreat cut off as it fell apart. Ending with the Queen and a large portion of her army captured. Dragged to the capital those she had sort to terrorise now parading her like a trophy.

They took her out of the group, followed by a number of her warriors, each one well built and attractive as they were taken to the arena. She tried to struggle against the guards, but it was far too late to get free now. A vial is pressed to her lips as she is forced to drink the contents, burning as it goes down her throat. The effects are near immediate, her and her companions start to feel groggy and uncoordinated. The attendants waste no time in stripping them down. 

They are each oiled up until they shine. Hair messed up for the appearance of barbarians, put into high boots and bracers, put into thin tunics and given short clubs and shields. Pushed out into the arena to a roaring crowd, adrenaline partly countering the drugs.

They stand in a loose group as a loud voice starts speaking to the crowd, explaining who the captured warriors are. A group of savage invaders, defeated on the border, destined to be slaves, and how this battle will be a re-enactment of their defeat and enslavement. The crowd roars as the opposite gate opens, and out marches a formation of gladiators. They are better armoured and equipped, outnumbering the Queen and her warriors. 

The battle does not last long, the crowd roaring as they engage, the gladiators disciplined and efficient, the Queen and her warriors exhausted and drugged. The gladiators use long clubs, making short work as they are roughly beaten into submission before the crowd. Ropes used to incapacitate some of them, mostly binding an ankle to a thigh to stop them moving too far, as the formation pushed into the remaining warriors. 

It is not long until the gladiators declare victory, the warriors splayed out around them, half conscious and defeated. The announcer happily declares the battle ends with the slavery of the invading Queen and her warriors, as is the right of the victors. The gladiators start to round on the warriors they have defeated. The crowd goes wild as the Queen’s tunic is ripped from her, exposing her oiled up toned body, beaten and bruised as she is yanked up to her knees by her hair. 

Too weak to resist the cock shoved into her mouth to the delight of the crowd. The gladiators start to slowly and ritualistically gang rape the defeated warriors in front of the crowd, who are clearly entertained by the show. Soon her captor pulls his cock from her mouth spraying her with cum, quivering in shame as a slave collar is locked around her throat. A hand struck her across the face to knock her to the ground, forced onto her front in the sand. Seeing her companions being raped around her before feeling a cock forcefully pushed into her as she is prone. The crowd watching as she is reaped into submission before them. 

Hours later, battered and broken, the show is over. Dragged to the slave pens, nude and defeated, coated in cum as fresh slaves.