(http://image.hotdog.hu/user/goagirl1/magazin/amazon-sorceress.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Artemis<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Palace, main hall -> Heading toward the holding cells.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Claude/Open<br/><hr/><br/>Artemis yawned, her legs would hardly be uncomfortable on the half-naked Claude. He'd better get used to this, for he was little better than furniture to the average amazon, even Artemis. She might like her new toys, like them a lot; at the end of the day they were just that: toys. Romance with a man was unheard of for her, she could be sensual and slow, making him think it was romance, but she saved her more tender intimations for people like Jol' andra.<br/><br/>Speaking of which, where was she? Certainly she was back from whatever the queen's errand had been. Artemis thought of her beloved queen and her cute pair of toys. Artemis had a hand like any trainer in almost every unwilling man who came through the village just like Jol' andra. Smiling to herself with her hands on her stomach she sighed happily and picked up her feet. "Good boy, come one," she stood gracefully and bade him come to heel.<br/><br/>With that she took off toward the holding cells, they weren't terribly far and Artemis knew Jol' liked to be there whipping (literally most days) the new slaves into shape for a more proper training.