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With a strong sense of despair Jia Li allowed herself to be led away
from slave market, not that she had much choice, chained as she
was. Like Katie, she was led
through the streets of the city, and like Katie she eventually found herself
being led into an impressive palace.
She was awed by the magnificence of the Ullabomba, but not by their
treatment of strangers. She could
only guess at what might be in store for
her.
Jia Li was led into a large well-furnished
room. There her chains were removed
by several serving girls and she was brought food and
drink. Then she was led to a
large comfortable bed. Exhausted
by her ordeal she fell asleep almost
immediately. Even as she dozed
off the thought crossed her mind that whatever her fate, it was obvious that
she had some value as a captive.
She wondered what her price had been at the slave market.
Jia Li awoke
suddenly. For a second she was
confused by her surroundings. She
was alone in the luxurious room.
Something, however, had awakened
her. There was movement in the
hallway outside. A few seconds
later the door opened and several huge Ullabomba warriors walked into the
room. They were taking no
chances. Each of the black giants
was armed with a bow fitted with an
arrow. There was nothing that
Jia Li could do against so many armed
men. Meekly she allowed her hands
to be bound behind her back and her ankles tethered with a short
rope. A noose was fastened to
her neck and she was led from the room.
Her guards took her to a large arena-like
room. It was about the size of
a tennis court with a high gallery about twenty feet from the
floor. Her bonds were removed
and she found herself alone in the center of the
room.
Jia Li looked around her. Lining
the gallery were about a hundred Ullabomba men and
women. Jia Li felt like the main
attraction at a zoo. What was
this all about?
The door behind her opened again.
Four Ullabomba warriors entered the
arena. These men were splendid
specimens, each one standing almost seven feet tall and powerfully
muscled. Jia Li realized that
she was facing the elite athletes of the Ullabomba
nation.
The four huge men encircled her.
Jia Li was reminded of the cruel game played by the Japanese when
she had been taken prisoner in
Jia Li noticed that her huge opponents seemed almost casual as they approached
her. None of them had adopted
any sort of fighting stance. The
fact that four men had been sent against her indicated that someone had been
told of her fighting prowess, but it seemed obvious that the men encircling
her had not taken the warning to heart.
One of the giant warriors adopted a wrestling
stance. It was obvious that he
did not expect much trouble from the diminutive woman facing
him. It was his first and only
mistake. Jia Li’s foot struck
the bridge of his nose before he even realized that she had
moved. He fell like an ox that
had been pole-axed.
Stunned by the unexpected attack from an opponent that they had considered
harmless, the other three warriors fell
back. From the gallery there
was first an amazed gasp and then shouts and sporadic applause from the assembled
spectators. This is what they
had come to see. The report on
this fierce female warrior appeared to be accurate.
The three remaining warriors approached
cautiously. At first contemptuous
of Jia Li’s ability they were now somewhat in awe of her fighting
skills. They had never seen anyone,
much less a female down one of their number
before.
Slowly they encircled her, intending to come at her from all sides, but Jia
Li did not wait for them to attack.
She seized the initiative, moving suddenly against the warrior who
had moved behind her. She struck
straight back with all the power of her left leg, catching the advancing
black inside his right thigh. The
blow completely paralyzed the muscles of the warrior’s leg causing it
to give out under him. As he
dropped to the floor Jia Li finished him off with a second kick to the head
that knocked him senseless. The
entire action had happened so fast that none of the remaining two black warriors
even had time to move.
Jia Li turned to face the last two of her
opponents. If there had been
any doubts about her martial abilities there were none
now. Both men realized that they
were facing a lioness and they had only their bare hands to defend
themselves. Jia Li took full
advantage of their hesitation. She
feinted an attack against the warrior on her left and then shifting suddenly,
ducked under the flailing arms of the warrior on her right and delivered
a brutal kick to his crotch.
Screaming loudly the black giant
collapsed. This final attack
completely unnerved Jia Li’s remaining opponent and he turned tail and
ran. The jeering crowd was treated
to the ridiculous spectacle of a seven-foot giant running from the five foot
eight inch woman.
Jia Li found herself alone in the center of the arena,
triumphant. From the gallery
area came a smattering of applause.
Not very spectator was pleased to see their warriors routed by a mere
woman.
“What now?” she wondered.
Almost immediately, her thoughts were
answered. The door to the arena
opened again and four more huge black warriors
entered. This time, however,
there was a difference. Each
warrior carried a seven-foot bamboo stave, which he held out before him like
a sword. It would not be as easy
for Jia Li to approach these opponents.
First she would have to find a way past their bamboo
weapons.
Deliberately the four warriors began to encircle Jia
Li. The Asian heroine tracked
their every move. Years of training
had given her ability to follow the movements of several opponents even when
she seemed to be ignoring them.
That was the case now. Even
as the black warriors moved into striking position Jia Li knew instinctively
where each one was.
As a result, it was really no surprise when the man directly behind her launched
his attack. Jia Li heard the
swish as the bamboo sword swung through the
air. Had the blow connected,
it would have caused serious injury.
It had been intended to strike her head, but when it arrived she was
not there. At the last millisecond
Jia Li stepped to one side. She
whirled toward the warrior who had attacked her, seizing the bamboo sword
in her right hand and striking toward his groin with her left
foot. Foolishly the black warrior
attempted to hold onto his weapon instead of stepping out of
range. In a moment he was writhing
on the floor holding his pelvic region.
Jia Li now had the bamboo rod.
Instead of holding it like a sword, she held it in the middle and
used it like a cross-staff. It
was a weapon she was very familiar with due to her years of training in
Jia Li was hardly even breathing heavily.
So far she had experienced no more than a light
workout. She was glad of the
rigid schedule of training that Larra had put her and the other girls
through. She was much stronger
now than she had been a year before.
“And,” she thought, “I’m going to need to be strong if
this keeps up. There is no telling
how many more opponents I will have to face
today.”
A number of attendants entered the arena and cleared away the bodies of her
injured opponents. The gallery
was somewhat hushed. Jia Li was
disposing of her challenges too quickly.
The door to the arena opened again.
This time only two blacks entered.
One was armed with a spear.
The other carried no weapons, but instead held a
net. Jia Li knew that these were
the two most dangerous opponents she had yet
faced.
Warily she watched the two men approach.
She had to keep away from that
net. If she became entangled
in its folds all of her martial skills would be
useless.
The man with the net edged closer in a crouch, the net at the
ready. He just needed one good
throw to render Jia Li helpless.
Jia Li backed away from his advance, attempting to keep herself out of accurate
throwing range. The three of
them moved slowly around the arena in a sort of grim
dance. Jia Li still held the
bamboo staff she had taken from her previous
opponents. She extended it in
front of her so that she could intercept the net if it was tossed in her
direction.
The maneuvering continued for quite some
time. Neither Jia Li nor either
of the two men was willing to make a commitment that might lead to their
defeat. The two black warriors
were all too well aware of Jia Li’s prowess with the bamboo staff and
Jia Li was all too well aware of the entangling danger of the
net.
The watching crowd, which by now had swollen to several hundred people, became
impatient. They cheered on the
two black warriors, urging them to end the competition
quickly.
With a quick movement, the warrior with the net
struck. Tossing the net high
in the air he watched it sail toward his intended
victim. But Jia Li had been waiting
for just such an attack. She
stepped under the net and struck back at the black warrior with her
staff. Such a counter attack
was potentially dangerous, as it exposed Jia Li to the falling net, but it
also brought the black man within reach of her
staff.
She drove it straight at his chest like a
spear. If the blow had landed
it would certainly have penetrated his solar plexus, but an unexpected turn
of events spoiled Jia Li’s aim.
A rope flicked around her ankles, jerking her off
balance. As she fell Jia Li realized
that the warrior armed with the spear had concealed a length of tough rope
by wrapping it about his spear. She
had supposed it was intended to improve the warrior’s grip on the weapon,
but it had really been intended to act as a snare and to be used when she
was least expecting it. He had
whipped it toward her at exactly them moment she was distracted by the man
with the net. Now she was caught
and jerked off her feet.
As Jia Li fell, she twisted and kicked her feet, casting off the entangling
rope, but the distraction had been enough; the net fell around
her. Instantly the black warrior
pulled the net tight ensnaring the heroine in its
folds. Jia Li struggled desperately,
but immediately the two black men were on her, drawing the net ever
tighter.
Jia Li writhed in terrible desperation, but the more she struggled the more
hopeless her situation became. One
of the huge blacks sat on top of her pinning her so that she could not
move. His weight was so great
that she could barely breathe. The
second black reached between the spaces in the net and seized both her
wrists. Quickly he lashed them
together behind her back. Jia
Li was now completely at the mercy of the two
blacks. After that it was a simple
matter for the two warriors to remove the net and hog-tie her wrists to her
ankles.
Jia Li almost wept in frustration.
She had been beaten far too easily and now she faced her second rape
in only a matter of days.
Her two captors did not take long to get down to
business. They picked her up
and carried her to a raised platform near the side of the
arena. Her rape was to be
public. The audience was to share
in the victory of the Ullabomba warriors.
With her wrists tied to her ankles Jia Li’s body was arched most
invitingly. She was placed face
up on the platform in preparation for her public
defilement.
The two warriors were in no hurry to consummate their
victory. They first explored
Jia Li’s exquisite body, drawing out the experience as long as
possible.
As the two men fondled her body, Jia Li experienced total
mortification. Her downfall and
degradation was witnessed by hundreds of jeering
and leering men and a few
women. She could not understand
what they were saying, but the catcalls and hoots of derision plainly indicated
the content of their jibes.
After an hour of repeated fondling and squeezing, one of the blacks turned
her over on her back. Jia Li’s
legs spread as her weight came to rest on her
arms. A slight moan of fear escaped
her lips. The black warrior sported
a huge erection. This was going
to be painful, very painful.
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