Lustia. A world where gods and goddesses bless mortals with powers, great and small. A world where violence has been largely replaced with sex. A world of sexfighting, romance, magic, and adventure. What follows is a recounting of a story from this land.

On account of being a long overdue introduction to the setting, a glossary isn't necessary for this story - all relevant information will be told within.

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Edvin woke up at sunrise, like he always did, as the first rays of light fell upon him through the open flap of the tent he had been assigned to and shared with nine other trainees. He stretched, feeling the morning sun filling him with energy and clearing his head.

He was on his feet in seconds, swiftly putting on a simple tunic and shorts, fitting for the warm late spring breeze, and was quickly out of the tent.

Just in time to spare himself a rather unpleasant awakening, as it turned out. The recruiters stalked around the tents, hitting wooden sticks against the construction poles of the tents to wake up the occupants.

Smirking as he saw them stumbling out of the tents, some half naked in their haste to appease the recruiters who were hastening them by poking them with the sticks, Edvin thought about how he got here.

He knew he was different, the day he hit 18. Maria, the old merchant, said he was blessed. No one else in the village was like him, which was a shame - he was stronger, faster, and had more energy than ever. It was a great help during harvest season.

When the recruiters came by though, two and a half years later, they offered so much money on a monthly basis to any blessed that he had to take it. It would help his parents more than his labor, even if he sent just half of it home.

And so he ended up here, in the middle of a crowd of cute girls and handsome guys, most about his age, though there were some older outliers.

"Form up into a line. I want to see everyone's faces." One of the recruiters stood in front of them, stick in hand.

After some shuffling, the blob resolved into a wide line.

To Edvin's right was another man, a bit taller than Edvin, sporting a cocky smirk. To his left was a shy girl who was a head shorter than Edvin and was fidgeting.

"Alright. Good morning, recruits." The recruiter who ordered them to form the line spoke. "I'm Anna, and I will be teaching you the basics of what you can expect here for the next five years.

"First, some questions. How many of you are blessed?"

Edvin raised his hand, and as he turned his head around, he didn't see anyone who hadn't.

"Alright, it seems like your ears are working, and no one managed to wander in here from another group. Good.

"Now, another question. Who here knows what being blessed actually means?"

Deciding that being exposed as a rube was better than missing vital information, Edvin put his hand down. A few others did as well, and some people were looking around uncertainly. His neighbors were not among them, though.

"I'll give an explanation later, because I am sure some of you are lying, and some of you just don't know what you don't know." Anna said.

"Why did she even ask, then?" The guy to Edvin's right muttered to himself.

"Who here has had sex before?" Anna continued her questions.

That question caught Edvin off guard. He kept his hand down, and he noticed a few others kept theirs down as well, most noticeably from his perspective the girl on his left.

"Who has had a sexfight before?" The questions continued, and hands fell.

"Against another blessed?" Even more hands fell, and there were maybe ten raised hands along the line of some hundred people. The man on Edvin's right was one of them, smirking at how special he was.

"And, last question, have you ever won a sexfight against a blessed?" Now the man's hand fell, as did a few others, leaving six hands raised.

"Not all that much, I see, but better than I expected.

"Now. You are probably wondering what you were recruited for, exactly, if you haven't figured it out from my questions.

"Let me answer that for you: we gathered you for your, as well as our, benefit. By the time you are done here, you will have served your country, learned about your blessings and sexfighting and how to use them, the ethics of blessings and sexfights, and more.

"This, hopefully, will mean you will be able to protect your communities better should anything related to the blessings happen, and will also hopefully dissuade you from using your gifts for evil.

"Let's start with the blessings and their effects, from the most obvious to the least.

"You are now stronger, faster, tougher - better, in one word - than before. Even those of you who are still not very physically strong are better off now than before their blessings.

"You are also more attractive. This is a bit more complicated than it sounds like, because while sometimes the blessing changes your body to achieve this, sometimes it doesn't. Some think that it slightly adjusts your behavior to make you more confident, cute, or some other trait considered attractive. Others believe that it makes other people more aware of those parts of yourself. Either way, it makes you more attractive despite sometimes not changing your appearance.

"Most people also have a specific blessing, that is different between people, though they are not strictly unique. These are usually based on something about you from before the blessing. For example, I was always the first one to get something in my peer group, and I often saw when others were lagging behind, even if they tried to hide it. Now, I can instinctively tell whether someone understands something or not, but I can also easily notice flaws in people's forms, which is useful both for teaching, and sexfighting.

"And finally, the reason why I asked about sexfights. Blessed are very difficult to hurt. They are so difficult to hurt that the most reliable way to subdue a blessed is to fuck them silly. I know, it's weird, but that is what it is.

"In addition, winning sexfights makes your blessings slightly more powerful, proportionally to how strong your opponent is, how high the stakes are, and whether you have won against them before or not.

"Regarding sexfights, there are some more physical and mental changes that we need to go over.

"Your bodies are more durable now, to a fascinating extent, especially regarding sex. Things that should be very painful and immediately kill any arousal you might feel, or even kill you outright, are only uncomfortable, or even pleasurable. An example would be using objects not intended for such use as dildos, or putting a massive cock in a tight pussy.

"The biggest changes are mental, however.

"For example, limits. Most people have limits on what they will tolerate in sex, and pushing those limits will kill their arousal.

"The blessed don't. I, for example, despised anal. If it had something to do with an asshole, giving or receiving, even mentioning it used to kill any and all arousal I felt. Now? While I still don't like it much, it won't really negatively affect my arousal, and you could even make me cum with eventually, though it would take you ten times longer than if you picked something that I don't dislike.

"Another thing is availability: blessed will never actively fight to avoid sex just because they don't feel like it. Not wanting to lose and therefore avoiding a fight? Having better things to do? Sure. But scrambling away in a panic because you don't want to have sex with someone on account of their appearance or something like that? No.

"The blessed don't feel the need to do that. Some say the blessings took away the part of their souls that would make them want to do that.

"A lot of blessed praise this - it means that they can start sexfights with an ambush without worrying about the kind of mental distress caused by just fucking a random stranger out of nowhere it would cause to a regular person. Some, however, worry about what this implies about the other changes the blessings inflicted on them.

"Two last things. One: blessed can tell each other apart. Worst come to worst, we have a spark in our eyes that other blessed can see, and nothing can prevent this, but most have a kind of aura that you will be taught to see.

"And two: don't have sex with regular people until you leave this camp, at least. We'll teach you what you need to pay attention to, both to not accidentally hurt them and to not just rape someone because you assumed they were available the way a blessed would be. Also, just because blessed won't mind too much is not a reason not to ask if you are not in an active sexfighting zone.

"That will be all from me. If you have questions, ask the other supervisors." She points to a line of tents and people to the side from the tents of the fresh recruits. "First lesson starts in two hours. Dismissed."

Anna turned on the spot and left, heading to the supervisor's tents.

Edvin considered what he just learned, wondering about what his blessing was. Around him, the recruits mingled, while some went back to their groups' tents.

Some of what Anna said made sense to him, intuitively. He realises that yes, if any of the women in the group came up to him and told him they wanted to fuck, he would have no objections. Hell, even if some of the men suggested it, he would probably go along with it, and that left him wondering whether he just never realized he was attracted to men or if the blessing had made him attracted to men as well as women.

His musings were interrupted by cheers and laughter. Curious, he went to check it out, and found a circle forming around the young man who stood to his right at the lecture and an older woman.

"Ready to be my slut?" The man asked, smirking, from his end of the ring.

"Are you ready to be punished like the naughty boy you are?" She shot back.

Seemingly at the same time, the two rushed towards each other. A brief scuffle ensued, ending with her on her back and him fucking her missionary.

His position on top was a dominant one, of course, but Edvin couldn't help but notice that both were moaning. Rather loudly, in fact, with the young man being the louder one.

The woman also didn't just accept her position, and struggled the whole time, trying to turn them around and get on top.

Which she managed to achieve by pulling him into a tight hug and rolling over.

Once on top, she raised herself enough for his cock to fall out with a loud pop, and then backed up a bit and gave him a titjob.

It didn't take long for the cocky man to cum, painting her tits white, and judging by the reaction of the crowd thoroughly embarrassing himself.

Edvin walked away from the match knowing that he was not publicly challenging anyone, not until they received some instructions anyway.

As he walked, the girl who stood to his left at the lecture caught his eye.

He sped up until he reached her, then matched her pace. "Hello, miss."

"Y-yes?" She turned to him, eyes wide. "C-Can I help you?"

"I was just thinking about trying the thing with the eyes the instructor talked about." He explained. He wanted to know how obvious the sparks were, and how to look for them. It sounded like very useful knowledge.

"Oh, yes!" She looked into his eyes. When he focused, he could see it. There were blue sparks in the depths of her pupils.

"My blessing is rather weak, and I am rather easy to miss, so my sparks are small, too." She explained.

"Don't worry, I can see them." He smiled. "How do mine look?"

"You have them. They aren't all that big, though they are bigger than mine - unless mine grew since the last time I looked into a mirror." She fidgeted as she spoke. "I'm Onna, by the way."

"Oh! I'm Edvin. Nice to meet you, Onna." He reaches out to shake her hand.

Taking it, she turns away, blushing a bit, as she shakes it.

"Um, I have a request, actually." She mumbles.

He looks at her again, and decides that no, the blessing is not making him think she is adorable, because she is objectively adorable. "Yes? What is it?"

A-as you may see, I get anxious, and shy, and, and - " She points at herself. "Like this. Whenever I get close to a guy. Um. Could I practice? J-just hanging out with you, nothing more if you don't want to."

"Of course." He smiles wider, wondering why such an adorable girl chose him for this. "I'll be your friend, if you want me to."

"Wha - I didn't say you had to be my friend! B -but, well..." She starts fidgeting again. "I wouldn't mind, if you're offering..."

"How about we explore the camp together, Onna?" He offered her a hand, which left her blushing. Cute, he thought. Adorable, even.

She curtsied, then took his hand. "Lead the way."

They went around the camp, looking through it in the morning light. They saw it the day before, when they arrived and were shown the kitchens, latrines, washing area, well to drink from, and what they assumed were the training grounds, but it looked different in the bright sunlight than in the torchlight they saw it in last time.

They returned from their exploration with a few minutes to spare, and found that a lot of the new trainees were sweaty, disheveled, and tired, and that the instructor was looking at Edvin and Onna consideringly.

Once the time for training came, and the last stragglers left the tents, pulling on clothes, the instructor led them to the training grounds, more specifically the section with octagons carved into the ground.

"Group up in four groups, from my left to right: virgins, those with sexual experience, those with sexfighting experience, and those who have already had a sexfight against the blessed." The command sounded, and they quickly sorted themselves out, with Edvin and Onna staying in the virgin group, which was rather small - a mere ten people.

"Select a sparring partner for today from your group."

Edvin immediately looked at Onna, who blushed and nodded. "Might as well get used to this, too."

The fights went by in three waves to fit into the twenty rings prepared.

The virgin group went in the first wave.

And so, Edvin and Onna stood face to face with one another.

Onna, blushing but sporting a determined frown, started advancing toward Edvin.

Lacking experience with sex or fighting, but at least having seen that earlier fight, Edvin approached her as well.

Despite her nervousness, when Onna reached him, she stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him. It was a short and chaste kiss, but it caught him completely by surprise, as did her hand slipping into his pants and rubbing his cock.

He grabbed her chest once he recovered from the surprise a bit, as that was the only thing he could think off to start with. "Didn't you say you had no experience?"

"Hmhah~!" She gasped as his fingers pressed against her small breasts, even if only through her blouse. "W-well, my blessing - hhmm~ - is that I can do things as long as I - nnggh~!" A louder moan slid out of her throat as his fingers brushed her stiff nipples (mostly on accident). "A-as long as I have read or heard about them - mmmhh~!"

Gasping a little as her hands slid into his underwear and rubbed his tip with surprising expertise, he decided to get a bit rough.

Grabbing her shoulders, he pulled her to the ground, and then grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head.

She tried to kiss him again, but this time, he saw it coming and leaned away, and when she started pouting about the failed kiss, he kissed her when she wasn't expecting it.

She moaned into the kiss, eyes wide, as he held it for as long as he could before having to break away to take a breath.

"You might want to read up on not getting pinned to the ground, then." He chuckled, then let go of her hands to pull off her blouse.

She gasped, and looked around in shame as her chest was exposed, but then Edvin grasped her chin and kissed her again.

After the kiss, she finally regained her composure enough to act, once more slipping her hands into his pants and underwear and grabbing his cock.

As her hand moved up and down his shaft, he realized he might not have the time to tease her after all, and grabbed both of her now bare breasts.

Grinning, he squeezed them while rubbing his fingers against Onna's nipples. Onna moaned, blushing and shaking her head, but her hand on his cock didn't let up, and soon Edvin was moaning with her.

Digging deeper into his limited knowledge of sex (provided mostly by listening in to older boys in the village bragging about their romantic conquests), he let go of her chest and reached down to her own crotch, pulling down her skirt and panties.

Her blush deepened as she realized her crotch was exposed, and she let go of his cock to cover it with both her hands.

Pausing, he thought for a moment. "Do you want to surrender? Maybe they'll let us get out of the ring now."

Her face showed the fierce battle between the embarrassment of having him see her crotch and the shame of surrendering. Finally, she came to a decision. "Don't look, b-but... You can touch." She steels herself.

Shrugging, he slides his hand under hers, and immediately runs into a problem - he has only a vague idea of what it looks like down there.

The older boys never described the layout and relative positions of things on a woman's crotch, only saying they 'fucked her pussy', they monopolized any drawn lewd books, and no one else deigned to talk to him about the topic.

Combined with not being allowed to look, well...

He fumbled around blindly, distracting her from his lack of knowledge by kissing her and continuing to play with her chest with his other hand. Eventually, as his hand on her crotch moved, he touched something that made her gasp and shiver. Exploring, he found that the ridge gave way to a hole, and decided he must have found her pussy. He rubbed it with his hands, leading to her shaking until with a gasp she tensed up, and he felt her cum on his fingers.

He paused, and found that Onna was spent, too exhausted to do anything but lie there and catch her breath.

The instructors noticed too, and bid them to leave the ring and make space for other trainees.

Out of the ring, he let her lean on him to let her see the fights, and they settled in to watch the show.

Most of the trainees were not all that much better than Edvin and Onna, even among those who had won a sexfight before.

"You have done as we expected." The instructors noted. "Since some of you were tired before we even began here, we'll give you an hour to wash up, then we'll give you lunch. And, after lunch, we will actually teach you."

To be continued...

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The writing of this took about a week and a half. As such, I will be slowing down to one release every 2 weeks, so next release will be on 5th of November.

It will either be part two of Training Camp, or an unrelated one shot.

Also, while Training Camp is a two parter, the Wildwoods tag means that it is part of a larger 'anthology' focused on this part of the world.