The battle mansion (boar rush)

[Arena prep room]

Rick gave his studded club a few swings with a grin on his face as he prepared to fight. He didn't think blunt weapons could be made of demon silver but he guessed the forgers in the mansion are onto something.

"Rick, I'm still saying this is a bad idea." Doug tried to reason with his friend. "There has to be another way to do this."

"And I say I should have done this from the start. We tried the other ways remember? That went nowhere, and now we're here. This has been a long time coming and you 'ain't stopping me!" Rick declared as he twirled the club.

"Do you even hear yourself right now? This isn't just some thief or bandit. You're setting yourself up for failure!" Doug said as he started to pace back and forth. "What if she wipes the floor with you before you ever get a swing in, then it will all be her plaything and you won't get to complain about what she does with you!"

"Aw come on Doug, don't give up on me now, we haven't even fought yet! Have some faith. Plus, at the very least I can say if I lose I went down with a fight, and I'm pretty sure monsters don't mistreat their husbands if I remember right, so either way, the wood store will be safe.  I'm just sick of her trashing the place with no one willing or caring to challenge her, so I might as well do it myself." Rick chuckled as he headed for the doors to the arena. "Now come on! I got a score to settle with that hog!"

Doug could do nothing but groan and follow him out.

~X~ [Mansion arena]

Selene was in her usual ringside chair, talking to Lily.  "Is it me or is there more people than usual?" She asked as she looked around at the excited audience.

"It's because of today's starting fight, mistress," Lily said as she was looking through the match list for the day. "The townsfolk have shown up because they got wind of the local nuisance and fighting. I've heard that the betting on it has gotten intense as well."

The lilim frowned as she thought of the nuisance. The mansion and the town being a gathering point for strong warriors (men and monster alike) along with Selene's presence alone was a deterrent for any would-be bandit or criminal from trying anything stupid, but that didn't mean they didn't have their fair share of troublemakers.

Troublemakers such as the Orc group that decided to make themselves home in the town. The rowdy group was where constantly causing upheaval and mostly trashing places they spent the day drinking and causing a few brawls to break out. It turns out one of the townsfolk had gotten tired of their actions and decided to settle it all with challenging the tribe's leader to a mansion fight.

The murmurs in the crowd grew louder as the challenger entered the arena. Armed with a club, he at least looked confident in himself like most humans who challenged the arena. it made Selene questioned for a second if he really knew just what kind of monster he was challenging. it didn't help that as far as she knew the man worked as a woodcutter and odd-jobs labourer, and while that made for a strong body it would only take him so far.

Speaking of which, the monster he was fighting today made her way to the arena now. as with all high Orcs, she made quite the impression as she twirled a large and axe with a grin on her face. following her but stopping at ringside where rest of her tribeswomen, about twelve or so regular orcs looking almost ready to start chaos at the drop of a hat.

~X~

Staring down her opponent, the Orc chief licked her lips in anticipation. "Y'know...I didn't think you would show, guess you have more courage than I thought." She said with a tooth baring grin. behind her, her tribe of Orcs hollered and cheered their leader on.

"And miss out on finally teaching you a lesson?" Rick said grinning right back. "Todays the day we settle this! Or were you hoping WE didn't have to fight, knowing you'll lose?"

A snarl mixed into the High-orc's grin as she readied her axe. "Oh, I'm gonna have so much fun with you when I'm done giving you a thrashing!" That was the only warning Rick got as she leapt forward with a swing. Rick was fast enough to dodge the attack and resisted the urge to flinch at the axe crashing into the stone floor and cracking it. Seeing an opening, Rick swung his club at her head, only for the monster to block with her arm, and barely looking phased when the club slammed into it.

Ricks's eyes widened, he didn't put all his strength into that, but he had still underestimated how physically strong she was, a fact made more clear as she pushed forward with only her arm. Refusing to back down, he pushed back and the two struggled against each other. With neither warrior willing to give, they both broke off the hold and jumped back, before clashing again as axe met club.

He realised that in a straight battle of strength he was destined to lose, so Rick relied more on sloppily parrying his opponent than matching her blows, making up for power with speed. It worked for the most part, as with most great battles things were even between the two. It should be said that no real skill went into the fight, Rick was more accustomed to barfights than and serious battles and the High-orc was used to brute-forcing her way through everything using pure might.

The orc was getting frustrated as the fight went on, her swings being more erratic and she was putting more strength into her blows, so much that whenever her axe hit the floor she was leaving craters. Rick's arms were getting numb from defending himself. If he didn't do something fast, the fight would be over. Thinking fast he feinted is next trike and went for her arm instead of her face. The High-orc was too late to truly block it and paid for it by getting stuck in the hand. The shock of her axe flying out of reach was probably the only reason he was able to pull her arm down and with it bring her head down into a punch that sent her staggering back.

The crowd roared in excitement as the fighters caught their breath... or Rick caught his breath as the High-orc stared at him in shocked silence. That he lasted as long as he did against her was a testament to his untrained strength. Everyone was on the edge of their seats wanting to see how this fight would further unfold.

Rick was feeling pretty good at the moment. If he was honest he feared his buddy Doug was right and he would go down in one hit, but he had managed to even make her step back! If he could keep it up maybe he could win this! That was until a growl made him look up and made him twitch in fear.

The High orc looked livid, her breathing was heavy and her arms were trembling, but it was the look in her eyes that gave Rick the urge to abandon the fight and run for the hills. "You... you!" repeated to enraged for words. If he didn't know any better it looked like she was started to snort out steam. With an echoing roar, she charged forward at a speed that caught him of guard, so much in fact that the next thing he knew he knew he was weightless and everything was upside down.

He hit the ground with a painful thud, his club clattering to the floor. Rolling on to his back, his eyes widened and he rolled further when a foot smashed into where his chest was. "Holy crap!" he shouted out loud as he got to his feet, only to dash out the way as she charged at him again, he almost sighed in relief until she turned around and charged yet again.

`There is no way in hell I can keep this up." Rick said to himself as he kept side jumping to avoid the boar-woman's rampage. with her like this, there was no real way of confronting her without getting tossed again. He had to think of a plan And fast as her latest charge clipped him and fell to a knee in pain. Thankfully, she had stepped in one of the craters left for her earlier attacks and she stumbled, giving him time.

He noticed his club on the floor. Glancing quick between the weapon and the angry High-orc preparing another charge, a plan came to mind. Getting to his feet and picking up the club, he put on the best grin he could. "Come on! I'm not done yet!" he taunted.

The High-orc took the bait and charged straight threatening to tear the arena floor with her rampage. Rick took a deep breath and threw his club at her. she was too committed to her charge to stop it from tripping her and sent her tumbling into him. the two rolled across the arena in a mess of limbs that nobody expected to see Rick head locking the High-orc when they finally came to a stop.

"What the-HEY! Get 'offa me!" She bellowed. as she thrashed in his hold.

"Not until you yield!" Rick shouted as he tightened his grip.

"I said... let go!" and with those words came the most painful experience of Rick's recent memory.

The arena crowd watched in awe as the High-orc tossed, turned and rolled like a wild horse. Rick held on for dear life as the woman repeatedly swung around and slammed him into the floor, his bones were starting to ache and eyes glazed over as his consciousness was considering taking a vacation, but still, he held on. If he could only get this blasted tail out the way!

Her tail had made a habit of tickling his face occasionally and while holding his opponent in a headlock was more important, the thing was starting to piss him off. he didn't care to count how many times it had hit him but he finally decided enough was enough, and with his hands full, there was only one thing to do.

The entire arena of onlookers went dead silent as a high pitch squeal echoed out. nobody was sure whether to laugh or not at the situation.

The silence was broken by Selene who laughed in her throne. "Oh wow!" she said between laughs. "I didn't think she could make a noise like that!"

Back in the arena, Rick, tired of the annoyance, bit down on the High-orc's tail and pulled with his mouth. The warrior woman under him had stopped thrashing, her face a combo of shock and pain. "M-my-my tail! What are you d-doing to my tail!"

Mouth full of the said tail, he couldn't respond but he did raise an eyebrow at her reaction. He pulled again and she squealed, kicked her legs and twitched, but the oppressive strength she showed earlier was nowhere to be seen.

"No! Stop doing that let me go!" her complaints sounded more like whining as he kept pulling. Rick didn't let up and he kept doing it until the high-orc was a shuddering mess and didn't move when Rick finally got off her.

"You're the winner, Rick" Lily's announcement snapped Rick out of his focus. The crowd was cheering and the High-orc's tribe was a panicked shock. Doug also had a look of disbelief on his face. It was like no one could believe he actually triumphed over his opponent.

Ragged and worn out of the fight, it actually took a few moments for it to sink in before he also realised he won the match. "Holy crap I did it!" he said to himself out loud. Seeing that the Orcs had approached the stage and gathered around their Leader in concern, he put on his best grin.

"I won... I won so now you won't mess with the town any more, right?" The orcs, still in shock, nodded feverishly. "Good"  feeling the adrenaline leave him and the pain from the fight settle in, Rick limped his way out of the arena.

~X~ [next morning-Rick's house]

Rick woke up slowly as he usually did, with the events of yesterday bringing a smile to his face. With the Orc beaten, hopefully, she would honour his deal and he wouldn't have to deal with them again.

So when he heard a knock at his door, he expected Doug to be round with the day's jobs. opening the door, Rick could only stare dumbly founded at the sight before him; the high orc, and the members of her tribe all on one knee before him.

Before he could ask what they were doing, the High-orc spoke, still looking down "I, Shagarl, have been defeated in combat. as tradition dictates, we pledge our love and loyalty to you."

"I... um, what?" was all Rick could say. Love and loyalty? He honestly just thought they would honour what he wanted.

Shagarl didn't seem to notice or care about his confusion as she got to her feet. "It also means that as our husband, my tribe is now ours."

"Hold on." Rick was still trying to process getting a wife out of the deal he made... when something else occurred to him. "Our husband?" He almost shut down when the High-orc nodded. "Holy... just how many of you are there?"

"Our tribe is a relatively small one. Including my self, we are fifteen in number. We will strive to provide anything you may want and obey any order."

Rick was struggling to fight between shock and growing excitement. He had gone into the fight yesterday willing to accept his fate if he lost, but this was beyond any dream he could think of. The mere thought of having these women to himself... "Anything you say?" Shargal nodded again and a thought came to mind. Without saying anything, Rick walked to Shargarl's side, then without warning, he reached around and grabbed her tail. One tug, and it was clear that she wasn't in pain. Another pull, and she moaned louder.

Shagarl started to pant and rub her legs together. The other orcs had lifted their heads to watch in fascination. "M-master! Please!"

Rick shook his head. "Master is a little too strong a title for me. If I'm going to be in charge, how about boss," he said.

Shagarl's heavy breathing intensified with the look of love and lust sparkled in her eyes "Yes! Boss Rick! Yes!". the other orcs were also becoming just as restless as their leader.

A feminine scent hit Rick's nose. It was hard to explain what it smelt like exactly, all he knew that an urge to take the woman before him raged in him like a wild beast, to take her then and there. He had to get them inside before he started an orgy in the middle of the street. "All of you... Inside the house... now!" he huffed as he went back inside, pulling Shagarl with him to his room as the rest of them clamoured through his door with a unified `Yes, Boss!"

~X~ [two weeks later- edge of forest]

Shagarl's tribe of orcs had changed their ways for the better. the once chaotic bunch of thuggish women were now straight-laced or close to it as they completely devoted themselves to helping him out with his work, from helping with the wood cutting to working with the builders to expand the town.

"I still can believe you managed to pull it off," Doug said as he and Rick watched some of the orcs haul wood to the store.

"I honestly just got lucky, pretty sure if it wasn't for the surprise exploit she would have ended me." Rick said before he grinned. "though I did tell you to have faith in me didn't I?"

"I know, dammit" Doug growled. "It's bad enough that you managed to win against your wife, but you don't know how much trouble you've caused me!"

Rick frowned. "I didn't do anything... I think."

"I talking about your win. You don't realise that with me being your friend, some monster thinks I'm as good in a fight as you. She's trying to challenge me to a mansion fight. I swear..." Doug ranted.

"Relax, it's not like they can force a challenge out of you unless you screw up right? besides, what's the worse that could happen?" Rick said with a shrug.

"Not everyone can come out of a fight with fifteen wives, Rick." Doug said. "Anyway, I got a few people to meet, so I'll talk to you at the bar later. " he said as he walked off.

"Was that Doug?" Rick turned to see his lovely Shagarl approach him.

"Yeah, apparently our duel has been causing him some trouble. he might end up in the arena soon."

"I see..." She said. "Say, Boss?" She asked.

"hmm?"

"There no one here but us and the girls... We've finished our work for today."

"Right... and my girls want to have fun, don't they?" Rick said as he watched his wife's self-restraint crumble from lust.. the other orcs had started to gather around them, falling unto the same lust haze.

"Yes boss, we want fun, everyone's ready! Please!" Shagarl begged.

Rick, who had himself surrendered to lustful musk, let his words do the talking. It would be sunset before the group of sixteen stumbled back into the town.