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Carnal Combat

Episode VIII: Storm Front

By FJE http://www.furaffinity.net/user/emerson/

First Draft 9/19/06

Disclaimer: This series is a tribute to three of my favorite forms of entertainment - kick-ass martial arts, Mortal Kombat, and hot anthro smut. All characters are created by and owned by me (in whatever form you can own imaginary furry folk), unless stated otherwise. Special Thanks to Setta Flamowitz for suggesting Carnal Combat and Carnalities over my slightly cheesier idea of Immoral Combat and Sexualities.

Spectre and Hikaro had been able to quickly agree to a plan of escape. Selena had been gone for the better part of the day, and so they had plenty of time to talk and scheme. Eventually they decided on a course of action, and they waited for the chance to execute it.

Hikaro had told Spectre that Selena was fond of taking two males at a time from her harem. She was careful about it, enough so that Hikaro had never risked trying anything unruly when he was, essentially, on his own. He knew Selena though, and he'd told the skunk that she wouldn't be able to resist having two conquered fighters to play with.

Unfortunately, the chance didn't come that night when Selena returned. The lizard femme took them separately, first dragging Hikaro out for her pleasure. Spectre was left alone for a good hour before they returned, with Selena leading the male rabbit back to his cage, panting and coated in his own cum. The skunk frowned, expecting similar treatment as he was then removed, led off by the lizard girl after she had secured his paws behind his back.

Sure enough, she took him to a room where she tied his paws over his head and then proceeded to fuck him in his ass with a dildo while she stroked his cock with her paw. She prolonged it as long as she could, until the skunk was writhing and moaning hard. Only then did she finish him off, making him blow his load across his own body. Selena grinned triumphantly and returned him to his cage before she retired for the night.

The next morning both males were rudely awakened. Once again Selena dragged them out of their cages, but this time she removed Hikaro and returned a little later for Spectre. She led him back into the room where she had him the previous night, and there he saw Hikaro.

In the center of the room there was a wooden bench. It was quite long, and in the center of it there was a stiff padded board that split it in two. The board served as a backrest for either side of the bench, and from the top of the board there were two arms that stuck out, making it look like a large 'T'.

Hikaro sat on one side of the bench, his legs spread on either side while his back was up against the board. His arms were bound to the arms atop the board, securing him nicely. Spectre was sat on the other side of the bench and secured in the same way, leaving him back-to-back with the rabbit. For a moment he was hopeful, thinking this could be their chance at escape.

Selena looked her prey over with a smile, and then she went to a door in the room. As she opened it, Spectre's hopes were dashed. In walked six other females, apparently friends of the lizard. They greeted her, and then all eyes turned to the two bound males. Apparently, Spectre thought, they were breakfast.

While some of the girls talked, others came over to examine Spectre and Hikaro. Spectre just smirked as a lioness started to rub her paws over his body, feeling him up as she took her time examining his physique. He could hear Hikaro moaning behind him, and he guess that whoever had set their sights on the rabbit were less patient than the feline he'd attracted.

It wasn't long before he joined the rabbit, however. Soon the lioness had mounted him, sliding her pussy down over his erect cock. She rode him hard, her claws digging into his shoulders as she bounced in his lap. All he could do was moan and watch as her generous breasts bounced in his face and then, at last, he bucked his hips hard and came. His cum spilled out into the lioness' pussy, making her coo in delight. She had barely slid herself off his dripping shaft when a slender female deer snuck in behind her, putting her tongue to Spectre's balls and shaft in a slow cleaning.

He moaned again, squirming under the tongue. He was almost about to call himself crazy for wanting to escape this, but then he looked up and saw Selena's smirking face. He felt his resolve strengthen, and he turned his attention back to the moaning female between his legs. No point in ruining a perfectly good tongue bath, after all.

* * *

Dusk was upset. He now had two Tournament losses on his record, two years in a row. He had come this year more prepared than he had been for anything in his life. He had trained hard all year long, and he honestly did not feel that any of the competition would be able to stop him.

His first win against Spectre had done a lot to encourage him. He was eager to beat Daichi too, to earn a shot at Hitomi. Beating the mouse would not only do a lot for his confidence and his reputation, but it would be particularly fun to get his paws on her.

That, he thought, was where his mistake was. He was looking past the fight at hand instead of focusing on it. Now it was too late, and he could only hope he would be lucky enough to be sent back next year by his House.

As the panther thought, he started to squirm again. Those damn beetles had held him captive for several hours, and it had taken innumerable orgasms on his part to get enough of the webbing off for an escape. Even once he was free, whatever the beetles had injected him with was still in his system. He had cum twice on the way back to his quarters, much to the delight of several spectators in the halls. He'd cum again while he was sleeping, and even now he felt a burning need in his balls.

To that extent, he decided to go get Suki again. He enjoyed his sessions with the bunny girl, and he knew she enjoyed them; if anything they kept her out of the paws of rougher, cruder guests.

When he arrived in the Dungeons, Dusk found Suki's cell empty. He frowned and wandered a bit deeper, looking around for her.

He found the bunny on her knees, surrounded by four males. They were all naked and hard, and the bunny was dutifully sucking each cock one by one. Clearly she had already been cum on once, and when she saw Dusk she blushed hotly. One of the males noticed her gaze and, upon seeing Dusk, he laughed.

Dusk walked up and grunted. "Shows over, boys," he said. "The bunny is with me."

"Fuck off," snarled one of the males, a lion. "She ain't with you, she's a slave. We put up with yer' hoggin' her when you were part of the Tournament, but you got yer' ass beat last night and so you ain't got any more say around here."

Dusk snarled back. "That's right, I did. I'm a Tournament-caliber fighter, that means. I can earn my fucks, unlike you."

The lion blinked, and then spit at Dusk. "Fuck off, I said."

Dusk winced as the spit hit his cheek. He smiled and wiped it away, and then he promptly smashed the back of his fist into the lion's nose. It erupted in a spray of blood, and the stunned male fell flat on his back.

The sudden attack got the attention of the other three males, just as Dusk expected. They quickly abandoned the bunny, instead turning their attention to the panther. That was fine with him; he had a lot of aggression to work out, and he wasn't looking for Combat. He was looking for a straight-up fight.

The first male to come after him, a wolf, was met with a stiff kick to his gut that doubled him over. Dusk dropped a hard elbow into the back of the canine's head and then watched him crumple to the ground. The second male was slightly quicker, and Dusk found himself in a real fight.

He traded blows with his new opponent, this time a badger. The badger was clearly somewhat trained in a discipline or two, but he was just as clearly rusty with it. Dusk had little trouble blocking his strike, nor did he have trouble delivering a few of his own.

The challenge came when the fourth male, a feline of some sort, joined in. This one was definitely the most polished of the bunch, and soon Dusk found himself between them, dodging each kick and fist while taking his own shots when he could. He'd wanted a fight, and he got one.

The lion, who had just managed to get back up, wiped the blood from his nose and growled. He started towards the three battling males, ready to join in, when a paw touched his shoulder. He stopped and turned his head, seeing Suki standing behind him.

"He's with me," she said with a wink, and then she struck him hard under his chin. The lion screamed in pain, holding his muzzle as the shock registered.

"B'ou 'iddle...!" He whimpered, and looked up. It was too late, though; Suki had all the time she needed.

The rabbit ran right at him and leapt, delivering a two-foot flying kick to his chest. He grunted and sailed backwards, landing hard on his back. The rabbit went with him though, landing on his chest with both feet as he hit. At that moment, when his back hit the stone floor, Suki kicked downwards and leapt off him. The force of the rabbit's legs bounced the lion hard on the floor, and when his body finally crashed back down he was out like a light.

The wolf, who had just gotten back up, saw this and promptly fled the room.

Suki grinned, and turned her attention to Dusk. He was doing an exemplary job of defending himself, though a swelling eye and a bloody nose showed that a few shots had gotten through his defense. Still, he was handling his attackers with a graceful calm, and after a bit it seemed that he was merely toying with them.

Finally, it seemed the panther had had enough. He caught the arm of the badger in a tight hold and then jerked forward, slamming his forehead into the badger's. His opponent crumpled to the ground, and Dusk turned his attention to the feline. The feline seemed to be suddenly less confidant with his entire party defeated, and it only took Dusk a few quick, solid blows to put the feline on back.

"Fuck off," Dusk muttered, looking back to Suki. The rabbit smiled and shook her head, walking over to touch the swelling lump on the panther's brow.

"While I appreciate the chivalry," she laughed, "I think that you just made a lot of trouble for both of us. They were right about you not having much draw around here now."

Dusk wiped a trail of blood from his lip and shrugged. "I don't care. I've had it with this...façade they call a Tournament. Let's go."

Dusk took Suki's paw and led her out of the Dungeon. The rabbit looked surprised, but she followed along.

"Where are we going?"

"To my quarters. If they have the balls to go to Kaine or Ra' Chi about this, then they can come take it up with me." The panther smirked and retreated to his room with the bunny, wondering just what he would do if they came for him.

Well, he could use another good fight...

* * *

Stardust had tossed and turned all night. Something was bothering her, something that plagued her with restless dreams until the morning sun woke her up. When it did, she got up and concentrated, trying to figure out what had her attention so.

It took her a few hours, but nothing came. The only thing she was sure of was that it had something to do with her session in the Dungeon the day before, with Dusk and Suki. Since that was her only clue, the mare decided to start there.

She headed down to the Dungeon, passing a bloodied badger on her way. She just shook her head and continued on, not wanting to know what HIS story was.

Eventually she came back to the room where she had shared a few intimate hours with the panther and the rabbit. She smiled as she recalled the encounter, but then she turned her thoughts to what might have caught her eye here...well, other than a pair of bunny breasts and a panther erection.

She stood in the very spot where she had worked Dusk into cumming on Suki. Her eyes scanned the room, but once again nothing snagged her attention. All there was to see were bondage racks, sex toys, and the occasionally flickering lantern.

Flickering lantern? Suddenly Stardust realized what was off about the room. There was practically no air movement this far back in the Dungeon, yet there was one single lantern that would, here and there, flicker. Her heart started to race as she ventured a guess as to what that might mean.

She approached the lantern in question and waved her paw around in front of it, and around the sides. Nothing. She kept doing this until suddenly the candle inside flickered again. At that moment, she felt a slight breeze against her fur. She was onto something now.

The mare began to excitedly run her hands over the wall, looking for the source of the breeze. Part of her mind chastised her for being so foolish and once again not getting help, but she had something to prove now more than ever.

She was about to give up on the wall and look for another source of the breeze when her palm slid across something odd on one of the stone tiles. It felt a little smoother there, a little different from the rest of the wall. She took a deep breath, and she pushed on that spot.

Nothing happened.

Stardust let out a disappointed breath, feeling her rush of excitement leave her. "Damn," she sighed, and smacked the wall. "I'm getting myself all worked up."

She was caught in mid thought as the wall clicked. The mare blinked at the sound, and then she pushed against it again. This time, it swung inwards, riding on silent hinges as the secret entrance opened to a winding, downwards stairwell.

"I'm an idiot," she muttered to herself as she started to head down the stairs. She proceeded quietly, careful not to let her hooves strike the rock steps too hard, or to breathe to loud. Slowly she descended, her only light the occasional lantern. She saw a brighter light appearing around the curve of the stairs, and then she heard a muffled cry. The mare stopped and felt her heart leap; she stood and listened.

There was a distinctly male voice below, mocking someone. She also heard muffled moaning and crying, no doubt the target of the male's ridicule. Stardust gathered her courage again and quietly worked down a few more steps until she could look out and see what was at the bottom.

The stairwell opened up to another Dungeon entirely. It was much like the one above, but it was only one room and it was filled with an incredible collection of devices, most of them looking far more wicked than anything they had above. She guessed that this was either a private Dungeon for the House of Shadow, or a dungeon for more ruthless tastes.

More importantly, though, was the figure that stood just a few feet away. It was a male tiger, one Stardust knew. On one arm he had a patch of shaved fur, in the spot that most fighters had their fur dyed with the Seal of their House. On his left breast, the Seal of Shadow had been branded right into his flesh, singeing the fur.

He was, without a doubt, Khan Lei. Spectre was right. Khan was still here, and he had betrayed his House and joined the House of Shadow.

He had a bound, naked squirrel femme at his mercy, and at the moment she was bent backwards over a bondage horse, her breasts being slapped by the tiger. She was blindfolded and gagged, and she was clearly not enjoying the attention the tiger was giving her.

"That's right," he growled, unaware of Stardust's presence. "Look at those pretty tits bounce. That's just how I like it, love."

Stardust's ears perked, and she had to stop herself from gasping. The voice...the way he called the squirrel 'love'...she knew it well. It was the voice she heard just before her world went black, on the day she was captured.

Stardust's shock and fear turned quickly to anger and rage as she realized the truth. Everything Spectre said was true, just as she thought. Clearly the House of Shadow, or someone working for them, had rigged things to try and build dissension in the ranks of the other Houses. Oh, how well it had worked.

It was time for payback. Stardust stormed forward, fuming as she snuck up behind the tiger.

"Pardon me," she said, tapping his shoulder, "But I thought that breast torture was something special between us."

Khan Lei spun around in surprise when he heard the voice. His eyes went wide when he saw the mare, and then she smiled politely at him before she punched him hard across his jaw.

The tiger tumbled backwards with a grunt, dazed and clearly confused as he tried to stagger back to his feet. He spit a wad of blood on the floor and growled at Stardust, shaking his head clear.

"You...dirty...little....whore," he snarled. "I told Kaine he should let me just finish you off, you bitch. Well, no way I can let you leave now, love."

Khan rushed at Stardust and attacked. She met him head on, matching him kick for kick, fist for fist as she took the fight to the tiger. She was being reckless, she knew that, but she didn't care. She wanted to hurt Khan, and hurt him badly.

She knew some of his shots were getting through, but she barely felt them. She was being driven by rage, and she was landing far more strikes than Khan was. It wasn't long before she had him backing up on the defensive, starting to look worried as his lip split and his nose bled.

Khan fought back as best he could, but it seemed that the more he hurt the mare, the fiercer she became. Finally he landed a sharp, desperate elbow to her jaw that stunned her, and she staggered a bit.

The tiger snarled and slammed a knee into her gut, dropping her to her knees. He spit blood on the floor again and started to circle her, shaking with rage. He drove another knee into her side, drawing a wheezing gasp from the girl, and then he circled again.

"I'll teach you to fuck with me," he growled, stopping in front of her. He grabbed her hair and made her look him in the eye. "I'll fuck you until you break, you littleHURRK!"

Khan stopped in his tracks, his eyes wide. Stardust had him by his balls, literally; she squeezed his crotch hard, making the male go on his toes.

"This is for what you did to me," she said darkly, and she twisted her paw. Khan squealed, and tried to lay another elbow into her head. She slapped it away easily, standing up as she made the tiger back up.

"This is for what you put Hitomi through," she said, and she blasted Khan in the face with a hard fist. His eyes rolled back, and he swooned.

"And this is for Rhane and the House of Light, for embarrassing them," she said, and she let his balls go, only to step back and drive a hard straight kick into the tiger's chest. He fell backwards onto a stretching rack, unconscious.

"Thanks for showing up, love," she smirked, and turned to go let the squirrel femme free. Stardust felt very good, despite the bruises swelling on her.

* * *

The excitement level around the Hall of Combat had been high all day. Everyone was eager to hear who came out the victor of that night's match, for the winner would then face Rhane for the right to challenge Kaine. It was an important match, made all the more enticing by the two competitors.

Daichi had won two matches, first beating Stardust and then beating Dusk. The fox has surprised most everyone, as his reserved nature went a long way towards concealing his talents, and his aggressiveness.

Hitomi had also won two matches, against Khan Lei and Ruin, and after her first win she was immediately considered a top contender. Most of that sentiment came from the general feeling that if a blind mouse could win a Tournament match, she was clearly something special. This was confirmed when she then beat Ruin, effectively knocking the House of Shadow down to just their Champion.

The arena selected for the match was located on the second floor of the Hall complex. Dubbed the Astronomy Arena, it was exactly what it sounded like; the standard circular room with the Seal of Combat on the floor, but the walls were decorated with elaborate maps of the known cosmos. A soft blue glow illuminated the room, and gave it a warm, pleasant aura.

When Hitomi entered, she found Daichi already waiting there. The fox bowed to her and greeted the mouse.

"Good evening," he said with a soft smile on his face. "I guess I should tell you that I already searched the arena, and there are apparently no boundary limits here."

Hitomi smiled back. "In other words, we'll have to see this through until the end. No quick wins."

The fox nodded. "Indeed. Well, no point in dragging this out. Are you ready, Miss Hitomi?"

The mouse nodded, reaching up to remove her blindfold. This time, she wrapped it around her wrist, still experimenting with her techniques. Daichi in turn readied himself, stepping up to the mouse.

"Daichi versus Hitomi," said a now-familiar voice. "Fight."

The mouse and the fox circled with each other for a bit, each finding themselves falling into a more traditional Combat stance. The very basic elements of Combat discipline involved a lot of holds and throws, with striking and kicks being generally ignored. As the discipline evolved, strikes and kicks were added as a means of further wearing your opponent down, but in the end the best Combatants were the ones who could take an opponent down and hold them down.

That was exactly what both Daichi and Hitomi were after. They felt each other out, taking occasional grabs to gauge distance and reaction speed. Finally Daichi made a true attempt to get the mouse, and he grunted as he managed to get his arms around her waist and pick her up over his shoulder.

The fox grinned and smacked her ass, and then dropped her hard onto the ground on her back for the takedown. The impact stunned her momentarily, and in that moment the fox slipped her tunic over one of her breasts, squeezing the orb in his paw. She gasped, but quickly rolled free, throwing a leg sweep at him to keep him away. It bought her enough time to get back to her feet, but already her nipples were stiff and jutting out from her fur.

Hitomi tried to quickly take control of the match, and she went low for a takedown of her own. The fox saw it coming however, and he quickly sidestepped the mouse, grabbing the waist of her pants and the collar of her tunic, throwing her onto her belly on the floor.

Daichi jumped on the mouse once she was down. He straddled her hips, facing her rear, and then he yanked her pants down around her knees. He felt a stiring in his body as he looked over her soft, round ass, but he pushed it out of his mind and focused on his task. The fox smacked one of the mouse's cheeks hard, and he heard her moan under him. He smacked the other cheek, and heard the mouse moan again.

Hitomi squirmed under the fox, trying to wiggle free. She knew she was in trouble, and she knew this was the farthest behind she'd been in a match so far. As the fox slapped her ass again, she felt a surge of need ride up her spine, making her moan out once more.

The mouse decided to take a chance. With a little effort, she was able to turn over onto her back under the fox, and he cautiously let her as it would give him access to more sensitive mouse bits. Sure enough, the fox started to rub her clit and stroke her folds, and the gasping mouse tried desperately not to give in to the delicious attention. As she concentrated, she unwound the blindfold from around her wrist, and with great effort she commanded it to snake forward. It did so, and it wrapped around the fox's wrists as he played with the mouse's sex. He blinked in surprise, and Hitomi made her move.

The mouse yanked back on the blindfold, and Daichi's paws were pulled over his head. Hitomi squirmed back and sat up so that the fox was in her lap, and her free paw wrapped around his waist, sliding into his pants. With a grin, she started to massage and fondle his sheath and balls, immediately getting the fox moaning.

Hitomi herself was still squirming and panting, terribly aroused, but she was quickly bringing the fox to a similar point. He only made his escape when he pushed himself back, laying down on Hitomi before he rolled feet-over-head, tugging his paws free from the blindfold at the last second.

Hitomi quickly got up, tossing her half-open tunic away and scooting out of her pants. The naked mouse felt out with her senses for Daichi, and the panting fox seemed to be taking a second to recover. She smiled, and she guesses that his pants would be showing an obvious bulge in them, complete with a slick spot showing at the tip.

Her guess was accurate. The fox took a deep breath, and then he slipped his pants off, letting his erection bounce free. He knew that this was going to be a close match, and simple clothing wasn't going to help.

Hitomi acted right away, looking to capitalize on the momentum she had. The mouse whipped her blindfold out, looking to ensnare the fox just as she had with Ruin. Daichi was quicker though, and he lifted his arm to block it. The cloth wrapped around his forearm, up around his wrist, and then into his palm. He held it tightly and tugged, yanking the mouse in towards him.

The moment she was near, Daichi concentrated his energy, and he felt a familiar heat consume him. His eyes blazed, as did his hands and hindpaws, and he unleashed a single vertical arc of flame at the mouse. It hit her dead on, cutting down the center of her body with a splash of red. She groaned and fell to her knees in front of the fox, immediately fondling one breast while her other paw went to her sex to masturbate.

The fox had her where he wanted her. All she needed was a little bit more to push her to the edge, to ready her for Carnality. He started to kneel, planning to push her onto her back and eat her out. Just then, Hitomi swung a leg out and swept he feet out from under him, making him land on his back with a thud. Even as she did so, she was still moaning and pleasuring herself. The fox was shocked at her level of control and concentration, even through the lust he knew his attack had ignited in her.

He tried to get up, but as he turned the mouse leapt on his back. She wrapped her legs around his hips and one arm around his neck, while her remaining paw slipped around his waist and grabbed his erection.

Both mouse and fox groaned as the pleasure surged through them. Hitomi ground her hips against the fox's rear while she stroked his shaft, and Daichi squirmed and pried at the mouse's arms as she brought him closer to his peak. They battled each other and their own lewd thirsts, each trying to outlast the other.

Daichi snapped first.

The fox howled out and bucked his hips up, feeling his pleasure make his body seize up. Hitomi cried out in relief, and she summoned up the last of her energy for her Carnality. Her blindfold rose up from her wrist, wrapping around the fox's shaft tightly. It then began to squeeze and pump him while the mouse's paw moved down to squeeze his balls. When the fox came, he came with a moan of defeat, his cum spurting out in thick wads, splattering across his chest and over onto Hitomi's face. His orgasm was hard and long and messy, making for a spectacular loss.

"Carnality," said the voice. "Hitomi wins."

The moaning mouse rolled Daichi off of her, pushing him to his back. As he lay there panting, she swung a leg over his hips, grabbing his still-hard cock before she stabbed it into her pussy, taking him deep. He moaned again, as did she, and she rode the fox hard, bouncing on his cock while her breasts bobbed wildly, until the mouse threw her head back and screamed in pleasure, cumming just as hard as the fox did. Her sex quivered and clenched around the thick member inside it, her own body purging itself of the burning lust inside.

When she was done, she collapsed atop the fox, his cock still in her mound. Both panted hard, their fur messed with sweat and slick fluids. Hitomi smiled, pulling herself off the fox with a kiss to his cheek, and she weakly stumbled to her feet and out of the arena.

Daichi moaned, staring up at the domed arena ceiling. Despite the pleasure in his body, his heart had sunk. He had lost the Tournament, and now the House of Stone was eliminated entirely.

Worst of all...he had lost his chance to fight Rhane.

~ END ~