My life as a Gladiator
Author's Note: The
picture says it all. I was watching Spartacus 2012 TV series and this inspires
the tale below.
It's crude and erotic
plus violent.
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"Behold my
new warrior who would-be champion, Marconis." The new master of mine was
to announce my arrival at his manor. He presented me to his troupes of
Gladiators Familia, which numbered more than twenty-five in his school. The
Ianista is my new master who just acquired me from the mines where I just
killed three guards and was to be executed. I stepped out to the training yard
and was greeted by the assemble of warriors.
"Nubian, show
this recruit what you learned here." The Ianista point to a dark-skinned
warrior who stepped forth to face me. The Nubian threw to me a wooden sword but
I choose not to take it. I kicked it away to the cheers of the rest of the
warriors. The Nubian on seeing me rejected the wooden sword, he was to take
offense by it. He lunged at me with his sword for my head but I had sidestepped
and laid my fist to his left ribs. My punch was painful as he drops his sword
to clutch his side but I was not to stop with my fist. I lashed out with my leg
into his other side of the ribs and followed with a jump to lay my knee on the
jaw of his head. He fell backward and I land on my knees next to him to chop my
hand on his throat. He was later gasping for his last few drawn breaths before
he drew on his last. I had then stood up to the cheers of the warriors.
That was three
years ago and I am now a favored warrior of the family with over fifty victories
in the arena since my elevation to Gladiator. I have beheaded or maim more men
in my one year as a Gladiator than in my previous works as a mercenary. But the last few weeks have been hell to me.
I am now more than a warrior, I am also a killer. I have killed some innocents
or non-warriors at the request of the Ianista. I have thrown infants off the
railings to the hungry dogs or smash the young lady's head's as I impaled myself
on their virginity. I once tied a man to the tree trunk and poured honey on his
body so that the hungry bear I caught earlier could devour him as well. There was nothing that I could not do for my
master.
Tonight is one of
them. I creep up the wall and dropped into the garden. Soon I was in the personal
chamber of the head of the Manor, and I approached his bed with stealth. He is
fast asleep and I am to placed him in the sleep forever. But the instruction
was explicit so I had to comply even I may not like it.
I took out the
ropes to secure the man before he could react to my presence. I was to violate
his wife as he watched before I had her hung by the wrists from the overhead
beam. I made him watched as I ravaged her in every way I could and even spit my
venom into his face. Upon completion of my violation, I then lashed her body
with the whip I carried with me and allowed her husband to see her suffered.
The torture was to strip her of the flesh from her body and soon killed her.
When she had died, I removed her heart and innards to lay it by the tortured
husband. It was near dawn when I move to approach the man who is now a broken
man after seeing the last few hours of acts done on his wife.
"The act was
to remind you of the place you are to take before my master. Do as commanded or
be faced with another repeat of this action but it may only be your daughter
but your mother and her sisters as well." The man's grief was deep but he
nodded his understanding. I took my leave of him the same way I came into the
chamber. I stopped at the temple to cleanse my soul of the sins I am forced to
perform. After that cleansing, I was
back with my family and I released my pent-up frustrations on my fellow brothers
in the family.
Three weeks ago, I
was to find my fortune is soon to changed. My draw in the arena was another
champion from another family who is said to win all his last twelve bouts with
quick fights. Our bout was an equal one until I took the first slash with my
double sword against his sword and shield. The opponent of mine was a different
warrior from then; fighting with more vigor and skills never seen yet. I
parried all his attacks where mine hits nothing but the shield or space. But a
mistake of mine was to be made when I weakly defended his attack, he followed
with another attack with his shield. It stuck me on my left knee causing me to
fall in the wrong position causing more pain. He scored more hits on me since
that attack but I could do little as I find myself limping or crying out in
pain.
But in our
oversight, we made mistakes which I was soon to capitalize on from my opponent.
He had come towards me with the lunge, but I parried off his attack and thrust
on a new opening for me from below at his lower torso up into his lungs. He did
not cry out but his expression tells it well; he is shocked by my move and he
knows he has been beaten by the best. When he laid down dead, I cut out his
innards to display to the roaring crowd. But I lost too that day when I was
never sent to the arena for I have become crippled.
I come back to the
family to become a peon to the other gladiators. I was asked to bring water and
towels for them on their calls. It was not that bad except for some who foresee
as their means to let off their frustrations be it by beatings or by the
heinous acts of same-sex copulation. What pain I could bear was not compared to
the humiliation on my body that was hard to swallow, But the worse was yet to
come until saw my Master bring forth his new partner to the arena. he is none
other than the man whom I killed his wife sometime back.
My luck continues
getting bad as of last week, I was on the cross in the torture chamber where I
have been reduced to a bloody pulp by the whips. My crime was to look at the
new master in his eyes when he retires to the Ianista chamber. My punishment
was long and painful with nothing from the arsenal of items that were spared
from use.
"For my dead
wife, but thanks to you I found a new love." The man whom I killed his
wife now had a change of partners choices, was very dramatic in his revenge. I
never knew that the whip can be used besides for lashings can be painful shaft up
the rectum.
Today, I woke up
in my cell with a healer putting the lotion on my wounds. But he is not a healer
but a good friend who gave me some good advice. But today he is not here to
give me only advice, but a dagger in his healing box.
"Use that and
get away. Nothing you may do would matter to this house. But your freedom could
harm here. You must leave his house. I would leave a horse for you on the east
wall tonight after the third watch. Ride and if you ever come back, come back
with an army." The healer left me with the dagger and a promise to bring
the horse.
On the strike of
the third watch, I called out for the guard on complaints of great pain. The
unwary guard was irritated by the idea of being awakened at this ungodly hour
and more to it by me whom he disliked very much. The guard opened the cell door
to attend to me as I slept curled up on the cot.
"Up, you lazy
fool. A dip into the cold water may do you do." His idea of a dip is a throw
into the water trough for the horses. As he crouched down to attend to me, I
turned my body and raised my right hand with the dagger to plunged into his
neck. It stops his cries and had him gasping for breath. I twisted the dagger
into the thorax and sliced it out to the front of his neck; severing his entire
thorax from the chest line. I lowered the dead guard onto my cot and covered
him with the thick blanket. I took off the guard's waist belt with the short
sword and wipe my dagger on the blanket.
I made my way out
of the cell and into the guard's room. There sleeps two more of my earlier
tormentors which I removed with a new opening across their throats. I then
picked up their body armor and don it on my body. I picked up an extra sword
and lashed it to my back. I made my way out of the dungeon into the main house.
I met two more sleeping guards which I was to put to eternal sleep with my
dagger. I limped myself to the master's room and slowly opened the door.
I see before me
the great bed which my master lies in sleep with his new partner in the arms. The
Ianista has a different lust for gender than mine. His pet slave, the young lad
lies asleep on the floor next to the foot of the bed. I walked up to the
sleeping lad and stirred him up.
"Stand by the
pillar and move not an inch or I shall have you sliced from your toes to your
head." He did as he was told and stood by the pillar with his hands
cupping his only worthy part of the body. I took up the bed ropes and string up
my master and his bed partner. Their drunken stupor made them easy victims to
be tied down and later awaken with the washing water from the nearby small tub.
The awaken duo was to shout for help but on seeing my weapons at their throat,
they ceased all need to call for help.
"Masters' if
I may be called you last time. Your retribution comes tonight. I would not
recount the number of times I have been inflicted with pain or torture on your
calls, but I would make sure you do recall this night of the pain I am going to
do to you." I looked at both the man who planned and carried out the acts
onto others with my help and then bestow the same punishment on me when I am
worthless in their eyes. I took the Ianista had him hung over the high beam by
his wrist but he hangs over an upturned sword aimed at his bottom torso with
his legs spread out. The length of the rope that holds him is then to be held
by his new bed partner.
"Your revenge
is at near for the man who ordered me to rape and murder your mistress." I
could see the anger which blazed in the man's eyes, but I held him back from
exerting his revenge as yet. "do him slow so he would feel the pain."
But I am not without bad intent for the man who gave me shelter and home. I took
another length of rope and tied it to the new master around his testicles and penis,
to which the other end of the length is tied to the Ianista' waist. I made sure
the rope is taut so that any exertion on it would pain the other person'.
"Now my trap
for the two of you is complete. You may lower him to the sword and impale him
but as he moves down, your balls would be pulled along with him. Truly a befitting
crime for the two of you, but to encourage your expedition I have decided to
place this room on fire. So you either get killed that way or the fire would
engulf you both." I threw the bottles of wine and oil all around the
chamber and even got the lad to help me with my moving of a heavy chest to
block the door. Meantime, he creates a rope for me with the bed sheets so I can
be lowered to the ground to escape. Before I took the rope to escape, I gave
the two my last smile and lit the fire which soon spread through the chamber.
The young lad and I soon lowered ourselves down and I lit the length of cloth
to prevent anyone from trying to escape on it. We ran for the wall and climbed
over it to the awaiting horse.
One week later, I
woke up at dawn from my sleep in the cave. We have reached the border of my homeland,
and soon we would part company. I shook the lad up who slept by my side since
we left the familia. He stirred up but he turned to hold me but I pushed him
apart. "We are to part company from now. You are a free man now, and you
can go home to see your family as I would do. Our union stops here now and we
would never meet again. Take the horse and ride with it, as I could walk back
to my land."
"Is it not
that as a free man I can choose my destination? If so I would choose to go
where you go." I looked at the lad and smiled. He is a good friend and
companion. We would be able to keep each other warm in the coming nights. I
held out my hand to him to show him the border of our new home.
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