Amazon Series III: The Queen's Wedding
The Queens Wedding -- Part III of the Amazon Series.

I am The First Queen, The Male Conqueror, The Beautiful. I am about to marry
Jenny, my love, my general of Female Guards. We were secret lovers when I was
still the queen and plaything of my late husband, king of the Maledom Empire.
On that unforgettable night so long ago, Jenny cut off his balls and then his
cock just before he came in me. Then we started the revolution that conquered
all males and established Amazonia. No mans come had touched me since. I kept
a few sex slaves. I ride their cocks, but I never let them come. We loved to
strap a slave comfortably to a chair and let him watch us making love. We
teased his cock mercilessly, using it as a hanger for our bras and lingerie.
The only things Jenny like about males are cock-tease and castration.

We seized power, me with the help of the Female Guards. Then male rebellion
broke out. They could not accept being ruled by a queen. When we defeat the
rebels, we always cut off their cocks and balls. They gradually realized that
I wanted to make all males into slaves. So all the male rebels got together.
And I sent Jenny, commanding our Female Guards, out to crush them, by the
balls. We were going to build an empire in which every male was a slave. Male
orgasm could not occurred without his mistresss permission. I wanted an
empire of female love, an empire in which every male would be castrated sooner
or later.

The night before Jenny left, she came to my bedroom for a long night of
lovemaking. Exhausted, I stroked her lovely long hair and asked her to marry
me. We engaged with a kiss. Then I asked her to marry me at once, just the two
of us, an exchange of a vow of love. She refused. "I want a great wedding. I
want to give you the perfect wedding present: a million cocks." We then
promised each other not to have sex until the wedding night.

Jenny defeated the males easily. Then the Great Castration began. Countless
thousands of cocks and balls were cut off. The males were totally crushed, by
their balls. They will never have any power again. Jenny then when through
many cities of the rebel area, castrating every male she could find.

She had all the cocks and balls preserved in big glass barrels. It was going
to be my wedding present. On her way home, guards were sent out to announce
the castration caravan, with the glass barrels of cocks and balls for all to
see. All males were made to watch. It was hard to keep the women away. Some of
them followed the caravan for miles before turning back.

The leader of the males were totally naked. To everyones delight, his huge
cock was hard. Jenny later told me she put powerful aphrodisiac in his water.
Jenny led him to me with a leash on his balls. One hundred rebel males were
similarly bound and led, by their balls. They were all chosen for their big
cocks. Then I announce our wedding. It was victory and wedding celebrations in
one. She did bring me the wedding present of a million cocks. I would build a
temple to honor Goddess and house the million cocks forever. We would cut off
one hundred more cocks to celebrate our wedding.

We had the feast. Then the wedding ceremony began. We stood in front of the
high priestess. Jenny pledge her eternal love. Then I gave the vow which were
to become standard in years to come. "I will love you forever. As a token of
my love, I forswear the pleasure of fucking any male." The high priestess
looped a silk band around our hands, and we were married.

The leader of the male rebels was tied to a bench, his cock sticking high in
the air through a hole in the wooden shield. We only wanted to cut off his
cock and balls, nothing else. Together, we picked up a short, slim sword made
of gold. With the sword in our hands, we cut slowly. Everyone cheered when the
cock and balls came off. Then came my little surprise. My favorite slave was
tied to a bench in the same way. Guards carried out the bench. His cock and
balls would be my wedding gift. Jenny was always unhappy about cocks going
into my little pussy. This was my gift to her: no more male fucking. Servants
put the two sets of cocks and balls into two beautiful crystal jars with
preservatives. She gave me the jar with the rebel leaders cock and balls; I
gave her the one from my favorite slave.

Then came the highlight of the wedding. Guards pulled back the curtains. The
hundred rebels were all tied to benches, with their huge cocks sticking
straight up. Holding the sword together, we proceeded to slice them off. Some
we cut slowly, teasing the poor thing one last time with the sword. Some we
quickly chopped off. Some we sliced off inch by inch to the stem. The cheering
was getting louder and louder. Then Jenny got behind me, held her left hand
around my waist and her right hand over my right hand, holding the sword.
Together, we ran forward. Like a galloping horsewomen cutting down all enemies
in her path, we cut off the last twenty cocks in rapid succession, on the run.
Jenny was an excellent swordswoman. After the sword sliced through each cock,
she flicked our hands backward. The cock flew high into the air for all to
see. After the last one, the applause was thunderous. Some guests were so
aroused that they unclasped each others bras and started making love.

We could not hold it any longer. The long period of no sex, the excitement of
the mass castration, and the sight of our guests making out was too much to
bear. So we went into the bedroom for a long long night of passionate
lovemaking.