Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable & Sweet Trouble)
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				Title: <strong>Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sweet Trouble</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 19:04:46</strong>
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				They are a matriarchate social from a planet light years away form Earth. Their race is called the Onlinaril. Approximately ten generations ago, a virus almost decimated the males of the race. There were few males that lived though the sickness, but once the fever ran it’s course 85 percent of survivors were sterile. This forced the Elders council and the Queen to take drastic action. After months of debate the decided to send out part of the space fleet to find males of similar genetic make up, and promise them a live of luxury to agree to come live amount the Onlinaril and become part of a breeding program. The intention was to treat them as honor members of society. A special rank was created for them. A minor nobility title called the Lerendres, lord lenders in their language.<br><br>The Onlinaril had been a peaceful race for generation upon generation. The planet wide pandemic had repercussions&nbsp; that did not come to fruition until years later.&nbsp; Although a matriarchate, their sociality had been&nbsp; governed by both sexes until so many of the males had died. Though the ruling monarch was always a queen, with a Prince Consort. When males from a patriarchates were introduce to there society, they did not adjust well. Twenty five years after the Lerendres were established,&nbsp; many of males from other species were not happy being pampered play boys. The was an uprising. Their leader had been the favorite of one of the Queen’s ladies. For months Gual had been recruiting men to follow him. He used his knowledge to gain access to the Royal compound and they killed the Queen, her four eldest daughters, and the entire court. He then declaring himself King.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Seria, the youngest daughter of the queen, was an accomplished warrior. She gathered the warriors and regained the throne. During the battle Gual had gotten away. The Lerendres’ titles was revoked and all males were then put&nbsp; into concentration camp and treated more as slaves. Seria spent the majority of her reign ruthlessly hunting down anyone who had a part in the murder of her family. <br><br>The combination of the pandemic, the introduction of males form other species and the ruthlessness developed from the need for revenge against the males that participated in the uprising, caused a the drastic change in their society. The Onlinaril were no longer the peace lovers they had been. When Seria’s daughter took the throne, they were more like the ancient Earth&nbsp; Amazons Warriors, a female warrior society.<br><br>Now when the space fleet was sent out to search for males, the took them like slaves.&nbsp; <br>It’s is now about 200 years later and another Seria, a princess herself and the youngest, is sent out on one of the approbation runs. They were scheduled to go to a planet called Earth.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Male Hunters (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>despickable</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 13:42:47</strong>
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				MEN<br>&nbsp;The lower species in the planet Earth make up, they were a low rank creature but it had not always been that way. They used to rule, they did all the rules and ran everything. They ran everything into the ground. They were most useless, and had become only good for breeding, lifting heavy things and take out trash. In the world called earth they had never been able to create human life, so they created everything else to compensate. The created tools that could be used by both genders, and they improved their creation along the generations. However what they created was always to become a weapon, a way to eliminate their own species. The early caveman created rudimentary tools to cut through the rocks to make their homes, and the animals they killed to eat. They then found out they could use them to kill their supposed enemies with them and damned their entire species from then on.<br><br>Men created all the equipment and tools and technology and they created ways to use it against themselves.Fools..<br>Even the humble computer did not escape the creation destruction of the earthly male. Women create life, wholesome human traits that are born innocent and become what they become from their surrounds. Men out of revenge create the ways to take the creation of life away through pointless wars and pointless careerism, in a vain attempt to show they are superior of the race among the animals.<br>The computer, its software, is perhaps seen as man's created child, and even it can be destroyed by a virus created by it own creator. Fools.<br><br>So it hasn't changed now in the year 2050. Men still making technological breakthroughs, faster ways to travel faster ways to disintegrate a human person. Only now women. the female, the real superior of the beings was now in charge of almost everything. They set the laws, ran the business, the creative cash investments, and manufactured the children. Men were a necessary annoyance. Many used for breeding stock many used as fixers, repairs of the equipment. The men still made new things, but now under the watchful eye of the females.. The men still enjoyed sex with the females, but as they reached the age of thirty, they were seen as unsuitable to continue the breed cycle. They could be seen as male escorts for those women who desired playthings. It was actually quite a happy place i the most part, the pretty blue planet called Earth. But like most societies that have order and structure, there is always a group that fight against it. Men were not keen on being controlled. Women used to be for fun and pleasure, they were not a business and some men didn't wish to be their commodity.<br><br>Twelve men had found the edge of the society boundaries. They met there officially as a men's group. With so much technology, people used little computer boxes to talk and communicate, the sound of the human voice was almost silent. The chance to speak came at a price, the price was reward for hard work. So once a month the men in this little group got to met, share and voice their views to each other. It was unmonitored, unscripted, and no twitters, face books or convoplasmas were allowed.One such meeting was about to take place and the men stripped off their shirts and sat in a circle ready to have a damn good <br>BITCH
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sweet Trouble</strong> on <strong>01-09-2010, 12:12:45</strong>
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				&nbsp;Queen Aristal had sent her youngest of her brood of daughters on the latest approbation runs. The queen had insisted that Seria prove her leadership abilities. Secession of the throne was not a birth right of the first born. The strongest would be heir. <br><br>Tthe approach alert woke Seria out of a dead sleep. Reaching over and picking up her viewer, activating it by touch, and chimed the officer on duty. ETA, was all she say and waited for a respond. The reply was almost immediate, “ETA 18 hours 34 minutes and 12 seconds, ma’am.” It had taken Seria a week into the journey to get the officers to drop the title and use Ma’am. Eighteen and half hours, good she had time to double check her squads.&nbsp; She had scheduled a briefing to start in 20 minutes. <br><br>Swinging her long lightly muscle legs over the end of the bed in her stateroom, she got up. Already naked, she headed for the sonic shower. Turning on the shower, she stepped in and ran her hands across her tall frame of toned muscles. Across her flat abs to genteelly rounded hips, and up to her moderately large round high breast. Although she trained hard, she still looked feminine, curves where there were suppose to be. <br><br>Once finished she hit the programmed meal choice on the food processor operated. She had laid out what she would wear when her meal was ready, she didn’t even sit to eat. Seria snatched bits while she dressed. The dark blur panties went on first, then the halter style dress. The top straps of the dress went behind her neck, crossed over her back, and wrapped around her waist, and tied. The skirt of the dress is knee length&nbsp; that was slit up both side. She slid her hands like a caress down her sides and hips to smooth out the dress before add her the remaining items she needed to put on to finish preparing.<br><br>Seria took another bite then picked up the girdle and put it around her waist. All her armor pieces are inlaid blue lapis, a mark of her royal status. The blue lapis was chosen at her birth as her signature stone.&nbsp; She then brushed out her long hair. She watched herself I the look glass, and appeased herself.&nbsp; She had been told she was beautiful all her life. Though growing up royalty she did trust want most people said. Her hair was jet and so black that it almost had a blue sheen to it. Laying down the brush. She picked up the kohl pencil to line her ice blue eyes. They were so light they almost appear white. She looks like the reincarnation of her great-grandmother many generations removed for whom she was named. Her skin is the same alabaster color as was her great-grandmother’s in the portrait. Seria put on the head band across her forehead to help keep her hair out of her eyes. <br><br>Taking the last bite, she walk over to where her boots sat on the floor. The knee high boots acted like greaves, protecting her shins. They have a solid wedge heel that is two inches high. Seria does not need the height, for she is already six feet tall on bare feet. The heels concealed a blade that when activated comes out of the front of her boot.&nbsp; Seria has trained as a warrior from the moment she could hold a weapon.<br><br>Seria picks up her badge of rank. It was a flat collar with scroll work though out, that laid against her clavicle. A large piece of blue lapis in the center of it. <br>Picking up her hand held viewer, she checks the time. Five minutes till her briefing. Picking up her bag with her remain armor and her weapons, Seria head out the door. It slides open as she approaches, and closes as she leaves. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>despickable</strong> on <strong>01-09-2010, 15:57:49</strong>
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				The circle of men began their diatribes. Each asking and quoting their questions and views. conversations were rare, so when the time came to speak it was always going to be open slather.<br><br>“It’s so good to get out and away from the female clutch. I kind of miss the old days.<br>The woman used to look after me and I loved to pleasure her and make love and I miss sex just for the fun of it.”<br><br>‘ I feel like I don’t have a purpose. Okay we get all the external gifts and all the trappings, but the females now seem more focused on business. A blowjob is less important than a corporate job. I can’t remember the last time my female companion wanted to have sex just for fun. It’s all about manufacturing babies.”<br><br>“As a man I feel that now is the time to have an uprising time to get some of what we had lost, back. We might have creative freedom to invent and to defend but we are not any better off being second class citizens.”<br><br>The Earth had been run over the last four decades very well, it was an organized society and the females had made peace with many nations. Men were put to work on repairing things and protecting borders as military forces. It was clever by the female leaders to allow men to have the battle field, even though women were rightful fighting and defending at the side of men, the females could choose whether they wish to. The right to choose meant they had to submit a little to being ordered around by the men. Most of the female soldiers were tough fighters but many took positions as tacticians and strategists<br><br>The men were mainly expendable anyway; most military men were over thirty. The enemies were not from Earth, peace had been sort of settled through out the countries, and very little poor economies were now in place. The world was a mass of beauty factories, silicon valleys really existed now, only it was a male factory were it was produced along with creams and lotions that women used to pamper and prime themselves. Men and women worked in these factories and chemical labs and the economy was based on a healthy oil base. Women wanted to look good for them and not for another reason than to look better than they thought they were.<br><br>Males were not as happy with all the fake and trickery the products concealed, but on balance porn was now more or less open and out there. The females figured the lack of some sex action for men needed to be relieved in other ways for bother sexes. Men plied their trade for the few women who wanted sex for sex sake, and porn of all varieties played as commercial films in every sinema in the countries far and wide. The generic material squirted out from the viewing of the movies, was gathered up and shipped to the sperm station around the planet. Females could collect sperm from the banks on every corner; with a swipe of a card the test tube of creamy liquid would be available for whatever manufacturing of children was required.<br><br>So why were the men unhappy? Well some were. Had the sexual revolution turned on its axis turned too far?<br><br>“We have less value than before not because we no longer rule, we had our chance and screwed it up, and no we have lost our value. Less males are required for the reproduction duties, and the alien attacks we get over Earth are less than before, but brutal. I want to be pampered and treated special just once before some alien fuck turns me into atoms.”<br><br>Leon Mitchell listened to all that was being spoken of. A well built handsome man, a father of many unknown spawn, and a treasured solider in the army of Communiqué.<br>He was tall and a fighter of hand to hand none could match. A weapon master of ray guns and other sonic fazers and liquid lugers He didn’t play into the world of these men. He kind of liked the order women had over the world. He was respected, he had commanded women and found them more than capable. He wasn’t buying into any of the unrest. His thoughts broke when the red pin on his lapel lit up. It was a beacon warning, something was heading to the planet, and soon many of the females would converge on the area. Any interloper would be spotted on the defense system and alert security.<br><br>Men I believe we have visitors on the way. We must ready ourselves.”<br><br>All eyes looked to the heavens, all that could be seen so far was a still calm, and a sign of trouble if ever there was one<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sweet Trouble</strong> on <strong>07-09-2010, 18:07:26</strong>
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				Seria walks into the briefing room and the three squads of her personal guard snap to attention. Ever female is the room was tall, well build and in top condition. Their gray uniforms with blue trim marking them as her guard, was similar to her own . The shade of grey varied by rank, the darker the shade the higher the rank. The shades went from Dove gray to the charcoal gray of the lieutenants.&nbsp; Her commander wore a lighter shade of her blue, and yet lighter shade of blue for the Lt. Commanders . They were all clean, neat, armor in good repair and polished, which she always expected of her guard members. They are all elite warriors, training together in there squads with the Seria from an early age. <br><br>Seria strode to the front. “Commander,” she says in a crisp voice, and getting an equally firm yes ma’am. Her commander Helisel, her best friend almost a sister, as well as her second, didn’t need to be told what to do. They worked together&nbsp; like a well oiled machine. Helisel brought up the specs for the Op briefing. Seria began knowing her Commander brought up the specifications behind her on the large wall viewer. “Our ETA is in 18 hours ladies. Lt. Commanders&nbsp; make sure you and your squad are ready for finally inspection at 0900, one hour before departure. Once we are done here your Lt Commanders will give you a schedule for drills, liberty and inspections for the next 15 hours. <br><br>Seria when over the parameters of the landing Op. Going over aerial and topographical maps of the LZ.&nbsp; She reviewed each teams assignments. Alpha squad’s primary function is the protection of Seria. Although the three squads were Princess Seria personal guard the duty of which of the three squads where primary rotated. Gamma squad was assigned to do approbation.&nbsp; Delta’s assignment was support and field first aid. They had spent nearly an hour and a half going over every detail and contingency plan the could thing of. Finally giving orders for the advance scouts to meet at 0830 for there inspection, they were dismissed to their Lt. Commanders.<br>As the room cleared, she stared out the window into space and looked at the stars. She felt Helisel approach her. “You know I triple check everything, and so do you. We are good to go. I have decided to lead the to scout party myself.” <br><br>Seria nodded not surprised that her friend would do so. “I had a feeling that you would want to. Normally you and I are deemed to important to do any hands on during missions. I understand your need and will not insist you stay with me. I also have decided to go. Alpha will be there to cover me.” Helisel started protest. “No,” Seria said in a firm voice, “We are trained and I am just a capable of a mission as you. That.” her voice emphasized the word, “is my finally word on the matter.” <br><br>Her friend understood the precarious position Seria was always in. Seria’s rank brought her privileges. The flipside was it brought duty and expectations too. Her charisma alone could bring loyalty. Seria was still a princess born and breed, though she did not rely on her rank to keep the loyalty and respect of those her served her. Seria trained harder that any two warriors combined. Helisel knew Seria mastered anything she put her mind to, including hand to hand combat, and the use of&nbsp; any weapon. Sword, shock staff, stunner/blaster, or knife. She and Helisel had not found their equal but in each other. <br><br>Their favorite way to train was as a team. They would stand back to back and have a dozen warriors challenge them. Once they would go through the challengers, they blood was heated for a good battle and they would turn to each other and continue the workout. They moves lightening fast, as it looked like they truly were trying to kill one another. <br>They were warriors without peers. It made Helisel quite cocky. One would think that arrogance would be exaggerated in one of the princess’ rank. Seria knew her worth,&nbsp; not afraid of a good fight, she was not one to use what she knew to bully. <br><br>“I am heading to the gardens if you need me. I feel the need to mediate today.” Seria told Helisel when she turned in a quick military style about face. Although the move was very precise it was still gracefully done. Seria movements were fluid, precise and gracefully, in all ways, no matter what she was doing. Her training made her very aware of her body, at the same time though the training made her moves second nature. So her long lopping stride was as efficient as it was a thing of beauty.<br><br>Helisel followed her out the door, it swooshing quietly behind them. “Yes, ma’am,” she to Seria knowing it would be a bit of a dig, “Permission to give additional orders to Alpha squad Lt. Commander, in light of you joining that squad upon the mission. Ma’am.” Seria cut a scathing look at her friend, knowing Helisel was trying to irritate her. She was looking at Helisel not the corridor in front of them.&nbsp; A male slave was carrying a large container&nbsp; that blocked his view, was coming down the hall towards them. Helisel stepped in front of Seria to keep him from touching her. “Damn stupid male,” Helisel said in a loud angry voice. When he heard the anger female voice, he immediately set the container against the corridor wall and bowed, knowing not to make eye contact. “Can’t you see to get out of your Princess’ way. Why are…” Helisel trailed off as Seria interrupted. “Princess he almost ran you down, he should be punished.”<br><br>&nbsp;“No, Commander, that is not necessary, and I forbid you to do it once I leave, the male’s view was blocked by the container.” In a firm, yet soft voice, Seria told him, “You should not be in these corridors, deliveries go up the cargo lifts and through the back way.” Turning to Helisel, “Summon another male to assist this one.” Continuing to the male. “Wait here for the another male, and continue on. Where is this going?” The man spoke softly and she could not hear him, Helisel started to say something. Seria held up one finger, it was enough to tell her to not comment.&nbsp; “Speak up.” He told her it was a delivery for maintenance and he was lost. “Stupid…”&nbsp; Seria stopped Helisel again, “This is why males need to be taught to read, Mother will not listen.” Seria growled under her breath. “Helisel make sure who ever you delegate this to makes sure that the male sent here knows his way.” Picking up her viewer, she fired off an order to make sure that the slave mistress re-teaches the males the ship lay out. They need to know how to get to the areas they needed, and are not found in restricted areas again. She also reprimanded the slave mistress for not making sure this was already done. “Commander I expect you to make sure this male is not punished for his lack of knowledge.” <br><br>She never considerate that it could of be a deliberate mistake, the male slaves that were on board had to prove their loyalty and the ability to&nbsp; follow orders. They were broken and not an aggressive male in the group. These poor males were subrogated to the point they could not think for themselves at times. Told what to wear, when to eat, and when to sleep. They were even exercised in groups to keep their strength up for the menial labor that was expected of them.<br><br>This is why Seria had not had sex in years. These males held no attraction for her. It was like having sex with a puppet. She longed for a male who showed some emotion of his own, and not the ones he was told to have. <br><br>Seria went to mediate and her viewer chimed before she knew it. Before standing she did several stretches to loosen her muscle groups from being stationary from her long mediation session. She gracefully rises, and then bends over grabs her ankles, head to knees and hold that pose for a moment. Slowly rolling herself back to an up right position, she puts her armor back on. When finished she heads for the Bay 4, where her squads should already be. <br>When she arrives, Seria heads straight to the front, and silence falls for the warrior princess. A quick inspection of the now three member scout team, giving them to ok to be transported to the LZ area. Seria does inspections for Delta and Gamma squads. Giving last minute instructions. <br>She then calls over Alpha squad and first speaks to the Lt Commander. “ I am going with you, Commander Helisel may have already told you this. Have you spoke to you people yet?” The Lt Commander gives her a sharp nod with a fist over her heart she continues, “Yes ma’am.&nbsp; We are honored to fight by your side.”<br>“I have trained with you and your squad for years Lt Commander, I know you are excellent warriors. I will address Alpha squad now.”<br>Seria repeat basically what she had told their Lt Commander, and the squad said as one, “You honor us ma’am.” With fists over their hearts, bowing from the waist. <br>“Our departure ETA is in approximately in one hour. The scouts are scheduled to report in every 15 minutes. We foresee no problems. Remember, you are trained warriors, rely on your training and each other.&nbsp; We hope there will be no need to fight. Negotiations will be tried first. We are good to go ladies.”<br>Seria turned them over to their Lt Commander. <br>She waited for the first check in of the advance team.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>despickable</strong> on <strong>08-09-2010, 14:56:09</strong>
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				Leon was a solider first, and human second. He did not agree with much of what the men were espousing, but he defended their right to say it. It was, in fact the very freedom to say such things that he was fighting for. He had lead armies of many thousands, defending against many aliens and human foes. He was a master at hand to hand combat, with swords and with knives. He had ranked number one in all the shooting disciplines and target shooting he was deadly accurate. He was powerful and expected the best from all that he commanded. He would expect to be the best so expected the best in return<br><br>He had been sort out regularly as a consort of the females of Earth, and had sired a number of children, which he was never allowed to see or know of their whereabouts. He ached for them in his quiet times, but like a man trained to the finest of discipline, pushed the feelings of remorse to his very depths. Nothing would allow him to be distracted from his duties. No woman had the power to seduce him enough to not still have his freedom to choose. It was the reason so many Earth females allowed him space and leniency where so many others would have been punished.<br>Leon was ruggedly handsome, blond hair, as that was the ideal type of men the Earth females had engineered those types for Military. He was standing back watching the skies and his hands ready to attack.<br><br>The men had gathered in a circle the call to arms was instant and they were ready to obey as soon as the order was given.<br><br>In a small outpost several miles from where the men were camped, three tall thin attractive women were checking over some nautical instruments. They were a weather station normal, but they too checked the skies for all types of odd crafts and movements. The space around Earth was littered with old space stations and space junk. The humans had polluted their planet years ago and now with their forays into space being more continuous, they left their pollution on the outer skies. There was clean up crews embark acted to do the clean up but they were often in danger of attack. The Earth had still a few outside enemies from far off planets, but for the most part, they were an insignificant planet, expected to self destroy itself and implode upon itself, to be much to worry about.<br><br>The women noticed the odd circles of light traveling at warp speeds unchartered before, towards the Earth. It was the three ladies that sent the beacon that Leon had received. Many others too had seen the beam and were sending a contingent to the location.<br><br>The men saw them as the light from them turned the night darkness to become almost light as a new day. The craft were three circular like balls, spheres, but more like three small suns, the heat from them enough to set the grass of the earth ablaze. They were still a several thousand miles from the surface yet they were going to be upon them n a matter of moments.<br><br>“Prepare men. I have not a clue what we have in store for us but have weapons on heavy stun and cocked and ready. It is always plan C Peaceful negotiation first, but be prepared to fire on my signal if what ever these things are, become hostile.<br><br>The ships of the Seria and her crew landed 300 feet away from the small group of about 200 men that were gazing at the spheres. The crafts looked like giant eggs, enormous in size they towered over the tallest of mountain ranges, yet shrunk a little in size when the motors stopped whirring. The hatch like door opened like a drawbridge like a castle moat, and for a few seconds there was nothing, then they appeared. The men stared at the creatures, beauty like this curves and shapes like this they had not ever seen for many years. They were WOMEN and beautiful ones. Three stood at the edge of the end of the moats and the beauty bedazzled the men. They waited for the order, but they doubted they could shot such creatures. Then one spoke.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sweet Trouble</strong> on <strong>10-09-2010, 17:07:34</strong>
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				~ the Advance Scout Team -&nbsp; Commander Helisel and 2 members of her squad ~<br><br>“Commander our scans show a large gathering of humanoids at the LZ, do you wish to use the alternative landing zone.” “No, our orders and to land here and scout. If contact is made, to negotiate if possible.”&nbsp; <br><br>Helisel walked over to communications, tapped in the Princess private code. Seria came online. “Ma’am, we are about to land. Scanners show a large congregation of humanoids at the sight.” “Do you believe they are hostile Commander, if so move to the alternate LZ.” “ No ma’am I feel we should continue with the plan as is, I will have an update to you a.s.a.p. after first contact is made. I will have to ship’s navigator record and relay to you.” “Proceed Commander” and Seria cut the communication bead.<br><br>Ten minutes later the landing alert was sounded and Helisel and the two scout approached the airlock. <br><br>As it opened Helisel watched as those gathered in the LZ came into view.<br>Hot damn, Helisel thought , men. Men who stood upright. These were not slaves, but she was going to have fun breaking one or two for herself.&nbsp; As the lock fully opened she had a better view, they were just standing there staring.&nbsp; Shit, maybe they were not going to be anything but sheep after all. “Ok ladies, they look like they won’t be much of a challenge.” Delanie standing to her right said, “Are they drooling, if they are lack wits, they will never be anything but slaves. I was hoping for males that would qualify for the program.”<br><br>“Forward ladies, let us make contact so we can load these up. The Princess and the squads may not even need to land.” Helisel was also thinking of the reward the Queen might give her for this haul. <br><br>Helisel walked down the ramp, with Delanie and Feale right behind her. They stopped at the end just shy of stepping onto the ground.<br><br>Helisel touched the universal translator attached in her rank collar to activate it, held up both hands palms out,&nbsp; “Greetings, we are Onlinaril. We come seeking males to negotiate a deal with.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>despickable</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 12:59:27</strong>
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				The women were spectacular. They had curves, natural assets, they were well rounded and constructed. These types of females were not something men saw much these days, and one mentioned they wanted to do a deal, some sort of negation with them. Men were not allowed to make deals without the female leaders of Earth being consulted first. So the men just stared at the beauties. The women mention where they were form only Leo and his second I C heard the name and were the only ones not fazed by their beauty.<br>Leon placed his hand on the phaser and ready to shot set on the seconded highest stun level. He spoke and broke the tension.<br><br>“Helisel from Onlinari you have arrived on the planet Earth. I am Leon Bridges I am the commander here of these men. I am wiling to listen to what you have to offer, but do not expect an answer as we have a higher power to answer to. Step forward slowly and careful, any sudden move could be painful for you. I have no idea what your powers are, but I have no fear of any creature of any galaxy, let a lone a slip of a lass. You state your business and do not try anything or I will have no hesitation to deal with you whatever way I can. Men snap out of it. Do not drool over these creatures, and remember your training. Prepare to defend your ground men.”<br><br>The men seemed to snap out of it as soon as his orders were yelled. The men soon stood to attention, both in the pants and as in the stance of a solider. The too placed their hands on the phases by their sides and listened as the alien woman prepared to speak her deal.<br><br>Leon Bridges had no concern for the feisty females. He had commanded such women in his military, only because he had to. He found them flighty and emotional, and they often got over confident when they had power. He sense the same with this creature. She seemed a little to sure of herself. Leon was aware that a great weapon to use against such types was their own vanity.<br>He read Joan of Arc and of other such women of causes and rights. They often contradicted themselves. The females of Earth wanted, and had power, yet demanded to have doors opened for them, or seats offered to them, or to stand up when they entered a room. It might have been an attempt at respect, but one who has power should not have need for such nicety. Man never expected these things when they were in charge, as he remembered it. One also sacrificing one’s life for a cause you didn’t believe in seemed rather fruitless and unintelligent, and he was part of an intelligence squad that did just that. A man was often seen as confused and it was no wonder.<br><br>“What is your deal? The women of our planet will be here soon and they will not take kindly to your presence, so state your business. I assume you are in charge? If not I will speak to the one who is. Men eyes down do not stare at them. They are just women. Show your respect and listen.”<br><br>The men stood at ease and waited for the creature from the strange orbs to speak and ready at a moments notice to shoot if the order was to do so<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sweet Trouble</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 06:44:18</strong>
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				Helisel almost laughed at his arrogance, fire on us, obviously they need their women to train them better. What was wrong with Earth women that they allow males weapons. The Onlinaril warriors could teach them how to properly train their males. With her hands still palm open and outward as not to over excite these poor males. She even, very slowly ,swatted down so not to be so intimating to them. She knew how to use her body to get what she needed from a male. So when she bent down she displayed her body to be enticing.&nbsp; &nbsp;Keeping the commanding tone but softening her voice she looked out at the males and spoke again.<br><br>“Of course you answer to your women, you are merely males. We will deal with them when they arrive. I will try to explain to you what we are looking for.” She decided that she may need to speak a bit slow to make sure they understood what she had been sent for. “My queen sent her daughter the Princess Seria here to extend, that means to offer or give you, the opportunity, or chance to come with us.” She continued speaking slowly, giving a reassuring smile to keep the males calm. “You will be given everything you need, and all you need to do is service the women when they choose you." She paused then added to make sure they knew what she meant. "Breed with our women who want children, that is not hardship for males.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>despickable</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 17:00:20</strong>
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				Leon had come across her type before, they didn't impress him. Their arrogance often got them killed, as worse still, others killed. He wasn't really all that impressed with her looks.<br><br>Leon was highly thought of by the women of earth. He had a sexual prowess and stamina that was out matched by few other men. Yet Leon found the whole thing a little dull and moreover one sided. He could pleasure the females with his deft touch and precision skills, his light touch and smooth gestures, but while the women had been pleasured, Leon really reached a climax. He had trained himself to resist somewhat, and now it was a curse, for he found little pleasure in the whole sordid carry on. It was the reason he had so much freedom to do as he wished, and also why he was not in agrience with the musing of the men before. He liked the order the women had set up, he didn't like being seen as second class, or at least his gender, and he didn't think the men should be accorded such fate.<br><br>Leon was a handsome man, of fine breeding and he was disciplined and incorruptible. He was the perfect leader, who made correct decisions and demanded the best from those who served under him<br><br>"You are a confident woman, for an underling. You say you are taking orders for a Princess.That she is with you. Is it then she who should be doing deals. I will volunteer an offer to the men here for what you ask. I do not take kindly to being seen as brood mares. We are also not children and you do not have to talk down to us. In fact your attitude irritates me plenty." Leon said.<br><br>He stepped forward towards Helisel and was almost touching her. His phaser was under her right breast and she had barely seen him move.<br><br>"I have dealt with aliens of all kinds I have trained against tough hombres from outer galaxies. I know our weapons might not kill, but even on such a high stun setting it at this range it would hurt. You are semi attractive and I guess some might find you appealing. But your charms do not work on me. I suggested you turn your tail and leave before i see just how much damage this thing does." Leon threatened.Even at that close range she would not have time to dodge its sting, yet she was saved.<br><br>"Halt Leon. Do not act in haste. Release her, she will not harm you."<br><br>The Earth women had arrived 1200 of them. They appeared from nowhere. and Athena was the one that spoke.<br><br>"What is the issue here dear Leon?"<br>"These women have come to take some men for breeding. They are looking for brood mares. I sense that there is more to their request." Leon replied.<br>"I believe you are right. I have scanned their minds. Highly intelligent and skilled, but vain and arrogant. Not quite becoming of women. They appear to have natural charms. I already have some dislike of them. You the one who calls herself Helisel State your price for the stock and if we agree you may take some. If you try anything deemed as an attack, I will order the men to sear your rumps. So female who calls herself Helisel. What is your price?"<br><br>Leon had backed away but had his gun aimed at Helisel ample right breast and ready to fire he wished he could right now but awaited his orders like a god man.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sweet Trouble</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 17:31:31</strong>
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				Helisel was surprised at the gall of this male. Pointing a weapon at her, she should teach him a lesson. She would not, she had her orders and she would not start a conflict unless necessary. She was not in danger from his energy weapon, her personal shield would absorb it. Even when he was close she was not worried, she was skilled in hand to hand and she knew this male was all bravado due to the weapon he held.&nbsp; “It is my honor to service as the Commander of my Princess’ personal guard. Call me what you will, for I know my place, where as you do not.”&nbsp; She held herself in check. She had great self discipline and she would not let a mere male shake hers.<br><br>The Earth females arrived and she was sorely disappointed, they were not even warriors. That would explain the lack in training in there males. Dear she called him an endearment, now she knew that there must be some serious issues here. <br><br>Just as Helisel was about to explain that they were only sent to recon the area and that Seria would be arriving , she did not have time to even finish the thought. She heard before she saw their large vessel approach for landing. It resembled the smaller away vessel, approximately three times the size. Their actual space faring vessel was to large to land&nbsp; planet side. <br><br>She looked to the sky before the lights were even visible. Grinding her teeth at the unexpected arrival. She was still in charge of Seria’s safety and this was not the best time for her to arrive. <br>“Another of our vessels arrives. I must go and greet them. I was going to suggest an even trade of males for males, upon approval of my Princess.”&nbsp; Without turning away from those who confronted her, she tapping the translator to speak strictly in her own language. She issued orders to the other two of her party, to set the force field on high and to guard the vessel. Informing them that she must go to the Princess at once and to make sure the vid and audio kept running. She brushed past them and walked to where the larger vessel was landing and wait as it completed it’s landing so that the exterior air lock would open. <br>As soon as it opened Alpha squad walked in uniform strides down and lined the ramp. More walked forward surrounding Seria as she debarked the vessel. <br><br><br>Seria had witnessed the entire scene via the vid link and knew Helisel could handle the situation. She may be arrogant but she had control over her emotions and would keep a level head. Her vid-pad chimed, “Ma’am there is a coded in coming message for you from Princess Tansy.” The communications officer waited for her orders from Seria. “I appreciate efficiency but a little more information would be best at this time, what type of code is it ensign?”&nbsp; “Sorry Ma’am it is a top priority, emergency for your eyes only, Ma’am.” “Send it to my vid now.” Normally Seria prefers to use manners like ’please’ and ’thank you’, there was not time for the niceties were you are on alert near an alien planet. “Lt. Commander, you are in charge until I return.” Going in to the Bay officers closest of an office, the bay officer on duty stood as she entered. Fist over heart and head bowed. “Yes Ma’am is there anything you need of me my Princess.” “Step out side and close the door behind you.” Waiting to hear the soft swoosh of the door closing, she activate the message with her personal code. If her oldest sister Tansy was sending a message to her, this was not good. Tansy hated her and saw her a her only competition for the throne. A throne she has repeatedly told her sister and her mother she did not want.<br><br>As she listened to the message her eyes widened. She saved the message in it’s coded form and&nbsp; signaled the bridge. “Prepare for a return&nbsp; trip, we will leave as soon as I return to the ship. My squads and I and take the large away vessel and going planet side.” She ended the com before waiting for a response, she must act quickly and waiting was not needed.<br>“Lt Commander load them now, as soon as we land I want to make personal contact with Commander Helisel” looking at the vessels navigator, “Prepared for immediate departure, I want to be on the way to the LZ two minutes ago.” Not looking at any one she walked into the vessel.<br><br><br>Helisel must have put the fear of the goddess into Alpha company about her personal safety, they made a barricade around her.&nbsp; Barking a loud order to order them to move out of her way, Seria strode with the&nbsp; grace of a predator down the ramp, past them to Helisel who was waiting. As she walk she casually to note of her surroundings and looked over the males and females present. She had already reviewed all of this on board before landing, but she always preferred to eyeball a situation to get a true feel of what was happening. <br><br>Helisel immediately went to one knee, fist over heart head bent. Ah so a show was needed. She waved her hand as permission to rise. “I have important news, but I want your report first.”&nbsp; Seria stood tall and straight but kept her positions so that both she and Helisel would not have their backs to the Earthlings. “These Earth males will be prime, a prize Seria. Did you see them, they are strong and healthy. They are all poorly trained.&nbsp; I am not sure on their intelligence , with the exception of the tall on closest the away ship. He is arrogant but look at him.&nbsp; The women do not look to be any better than our slaves, although it is they who are in charge. I spoke of what we are interested in and it does not seem like the tall one likes the idea. Pfft what would he need to do, nothing but stay on his back. The woman want to know what we would offer. I suggested an even trade upon you approval.” <br><br>Seria did not have time to debate her friends attitude as the moment. “An even trade will be acceptable. Now listen closely, My sister Tansy sent me a private coded message. Rebels have somehow infiltrated our slave ranks and mother was injured. They do not believe she will recover. She has named an heir from her death bed, and it was duly recorded so that there could be no doubts later. I did not want this Tansy would make an excellent queen” Helisel gasped in excitement, “But” Seria just looked at her and Helisel closed her mouth. “We must wrap this up, time is of the essence here. I need to get home before my mother passes. I have to change her mind.”<br><br>Seria looked over to the congregation of Earthlings and headed over. She heard Helisel give orders and her guard followed.&nbsp; She was a site to see. Seria was steel and silk made into a beautiful tall sensual creature. charms. She did none of this consciously, her charisma exuded her around her like an aura.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>despickable</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 07:11:07</strong>
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				Athena couldn’t help but laugh. This Helisi female was such an amateur and, as Leo correctly summized, an underling. As the woman excused herself to attend with the second group of her kind, Athena and four of her other women walked towards the men, who were still looking stunned at the alien women’s form.<br><br>“You heard Leon snap out of it. If you are told to attack you shall. I do not care that they are women and semi attractive at that, I don’t see what you idiots find attractive. We provide all you need, but I do find some of you tiresome.” Athena said.<br><br>Leon was still holding his gun at the ready. The troops of Hellsil and the commotion and anxiousness of the troop, meant that someone of substance was about to make themselves known.<br><br>Athena stood beside Leon and couldn’t help herself in grabbing his ass. Leon showed scant regard to it. Leon had mated with Athena a few months ago and found her most accommodating and better than most he had experienced yet still she had not got him to reach his goal. She would have been disappointed to know that she had not pleasured the handsome man, as she had never reached such heights of ecstasy with a male before. It had taken her several hours to recuperate from it. <br>Now she was flirting with the powerful leader of her elite army. The earth women oozed a sexual energy bore out of both the effect of Leon, and the jealousy of the other alien women now in front of them. Athena spoke to Seria. She scanned her and was quite impressed at her intelligence and also aware of her softness and defined weakness. She didn’t have the same arrogance of the Helisel woman, but she was wary of the attractive goddess.<br><br>“You are the superior I can see that. Your second in command has an inflated opinion of herself a dangerous flaw. I have scanned your force shield. I have discovered that it is most effective, but it too has a weakness. So I would advise you not to try any thing to rile me, or this will prove your undoing. You wish to trade? I do not see any men here, from your end. Seria, do not try to fool us. We destroyed the Kardshains when they evade our planet. That alien race left here with seared rumps and a few less points of intelligence and numbers.&nbsp; Our weapons are not primitive. The women on this planet use men for the army as it keeps them happy to destroy things. It makes them feel important and useful. It allows us to enjoy the world we own without resorting to fists and firepower. But do not think we are incapable of inflicting pain or power over your kind.”<br><br>With a sweep of her hand a beam of red light came out and five of the guards around Seria stood stunned, a small groan had left their lips and they were frozen in place and then became fully aware and conscious again and totally unharmed.<br>A small puddle of their juices at their feet.<br><br>“I can take you down and all of you people, but I do not wish to do so. I just wanted to show you it is possible. You down grade the ability of my men. Then as the deal Leon here will take on your best warrior in a hand-to-hand combat. The loser will come with us and you will receive six of our men. If your warrior wins you can have Leon and as men you wish to exchange. I figure you males are of little value to you and so you will be glad to have them off your hands. We will take your warrior and perhaps one or two others and show them our ways of life, they will breed here and perhaps a further exchange can be done later. We however are not included. If you want us, you will find us totally out of your league. You have seen what we can do. I believe Helisi is champing at the bit to take on Leon, and Seria I have sampled his wares, you would be more than pleased with all he can do. I wonder how much faith you have in your warrior. My men will open fire on your ships if you try to cheat. But from my scanning you are an honest and honorable woman so to be rising to higher rank, so I believe our deal is done. Let us see your men folk as part of the trade and if we think they are worthy. Then the battle begins. Leon disarm yourself and ready to battle.”<br><br>“Leon had never fought a woman before, but he saw her as a warrior an would ignore her gender, He would give his all and hope that her arrogance and over confidence would play in her downfall and him winning. He planned to hold back a little to see what she would try, and then well he was not one who liked to lose.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sweet Trouble</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 01:16:25</strong>
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				As Seria walked with her predators’ grace toward the group of Earthlings, her mind whorled with all she must do to reach home before her mother the Queen died. The last thing she wanted was to spend anymore time than necessary on this planet. She evaluated everything around her. Seria as a train warrior did not like the air of hospitality surrounding the women in front of her. The men seemed to be stunned by their presence of her warriors. Taking in detail after detail, the number of males and females. Who stood out as leaders. The posture of those waiting, reading their body language. Who had weapons. Seria was very good at reading a situation. She and her guard played “reading a room” as children when they were still in the school room. It was actually more than game, it had been a early training exercise. It was a valuable skill to know when you are put into the arena of the unknown. Like now, getting a good read may save an all out battle where lives were lost. Her personal guard squads where as much family as her biological one. Seria didn’t like the thought of losing any of them, or having to take a live unless forced to. <br><br>She noticed how they simpered and touched the men around them. These Earth men were fine specimens, healthy, in good condition, and unlike Helisel saw the intelligence in there eyes. There was something in the way men were treated on her planet that broke the male spirit. She has been trying to get her mother to make changes, but she did not listen. Maybe if her sister Tansy became queen she could get her to listen. Seria has read much of their history and it was not always this way. Once they had strong male leaders and both males and females worked together to lead their planet. To see such strong health males was a relief to her. <br><br>Seria stopped within hearing distance of the Earth woman who appeared to be in charge. Listened to the spiel . When the leader aimed and fired, it really pissed her off, but she kept her head. She would have to remind them to do better weapon scans before away teams landed. She saw they were not hurt and it was a hard and humiliating lesson learn. Do your research! <br><br>In a calm commanding husky voice, she called Helisel came to stand just to her&nbsp; left in their own language and ordered her to have everyone max out their personal shields. She also wanted someone to check on the ten warriors the weapon had effect “Helisel have medical run complete body scans on they, I want to know what was done to them. Tell the science bridge to review what just happened, I want to know what type of weapon was just used. I am not about to take this females word, I want to know how to counter it.”&nbsp; Helisel inclined her head to Seria, as she continued. “If I may make introductions Helisel, then comply.”<br><br>Helisel stepped slightly forward and bowed her head to Seria with her fist over her heart. “Yes Ma’am,&nbsp; this female announced herself as Althena the leader of this group.” Helisel turned to Althena, “ It is my greatest pleasure to introduce to you Her Royal Highness the Princess Seria and now heir apparent to the Onlinaril throne.” A roaring cheer went up from her warriors, they boomed out “Princess Seria, Princess Seria, Princess Seria.” While they chanted, they used their bracers on their fore arms to hit their chest plates in unison, making an incredible amount of noise.&nbsp; Helisel made her bow again, and stepped back and Seria stopped her by grabbing her arm tightly. Turning off the translator again she told Helisel, “I DID NOT give you permission to announce that, you go beyond yourself Commander. I would have talked to MY guard once back on board.” Helisel inclined her head and said without a bit of remorsefulness, “They need to know who they are dealing with, and after that little light show YOUR guard needed to hear it now for moral.” “Granted, that has merit Helisel but you still should not take upon yourself decisions that are not yours to make. You stepped over the line and it will be dealt with. Go now and see about those hit with the weapon.” <br><br>Turning her eyes back to Althena, and turning her translator back on, “Yes, my Commander is quite arrogant, but she is a warrior with no peer. She has reason to be, no one has bested her in years. Though she knows her place.” Thinking to herself normally. “I understand you are willing to trade, an even swap of males. We have more many males on board, I will have 12 males brought down and you may choose. I would except that as well. Starting with the male next to you.” Seria looked over at the Leon, “the tall light haired one.”<br><br>“As for a hand to hand I believe my Commander would relish the chance to fight one of you.” Seria lifted a hand and waved over her shoulder with a sort of two fingered come here wave for a Lt. Commander to come forward.&nbsp; They approached her left side and repeat the usual bow. “Please go and request that Commander Helisel come back to attend to me. She will tell you my orders, this I add, you will take ten warriors and the ten injured and&nbsp; go back to the ship in the smaller vessel. I expect data on my vid-pad ASAP.&nbsp; I want twelve males brought back down.”<br><br>It didn’t take Helisel long to be back at Seria’s side with a bow, “ Yes Ma’am.” “Helisel, you heard that they wish some hand to hand combat and requested you.” Switching back to their own language, “This is want arrogance brings, if you agree, you also agree to their terms,&nbsp; do you agree to this.” “Yes Ma’am, he is a male what do I have to worry about.” “Helisel have you not noticed that these males are not like our males, do not get so cocky. If you do you fail before you even start.”&nbsp; Switching back on her translator, Seria addresses Althena, “IF my Commander where to stay, she must be treated with respect, be fitting here rank. She will also keep a communications device.” Pausing, “Commander prepare yourself.” <br><br>Seria backed away and stood with her guards. Speaking quietly to Helisel, “Do not under estimate this male, he is taller by about an inch, and looks to have a little more reach than you do. Test him find his weakness.”<br>Helisel nodded soberly and listened, bouncing in the balls of her feet warming up, shaking out her arms and rotating her shoulders. Placing her hand on Helisel’s shoulder, “Remember to keep you arrogance in check, you are invaluable to me, and you know what I face at home. This is want you have earned those you attitude though.”<br><br><br><br>Helisel walked forward in the clearing made by the two groups. She was calm and confident that she would not have much of a challenge. She saw him approach and they started to circle each other. She need to test to see if he could fight at all. Helisel threw out several punches. He avoided on but not the other and she caught his shoulder. Well he had enough instincts to duck and dodge. Lets see how he deals with her feet flying at his head. She flick kicks and aims for his hip and he deflects it with his arm. Coming back around with her other leg round house style, towards his head.<br>&nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>despickable</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 16:49:45</strong>
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				The men couldn't stop gazing at the alien women. They were beautiful and they oozed a sensuality that somewhere along the line, the Earth girls had lost years ago. Their natural charms replaced by chemicals, and therapy standards and regimented practices. The Earth girls were busy with treatments, mud packs and plastic enhancement, to attain perfection. It had proven a nay on impossible task, and almost their ruination. The whole of industry was just about dominated by the world of beauty products and therapeutic session.<br><br>So the Earth men were enamored by the women from the space craft, and they were a little unsettled at first by the constant touching and prodding they were giving them. At first they resisted, but the women just thought it was playful teasing and continued. Soon the Earth men stopped resisting and found the attention most pleasing, and frankly they had not had such pleasure without personal involvement in a time long deep in their memory.<br>The men hardly heard the words that were exchanged by Athena as she held court with the gathering. They were a little distracted by hands exploring their butts.<br><br>Leon was a little nervous at the prospect of what was to come. He had to battle with a woman, and an arrogant over inflated opinionated one at that. He braced himself as he heard the crowd of onlookers hold their collective breaths.<br>He looked over at Athena, who was smiling with a air of confidence that made him relax a little and gathered his thoughts together .<br><br>It appeared that Helsil was not going to be his opponent at first, having been called inside, but she was now facing the blond man with a steely look in her eye.<br>Leon sensed weakness and he could size up an opponent&nbsp; in quick time, but she seemed unfazed at facing a man. She seemed a little confident, over confident, but she seemed generally unperturbed about her task.Leon could sense litle weakness in her at all but somehow felt as the battle wore on he would see the cracks in her demeanor appear She was in fighting stance and they sized up one another, moving side to side eyes on each others feet and arms.<br><br>Leon learned early on in hand to hand combat, watch the body weight, which way it moved would indicate the strike that was going to fire at you. Her kick missed , due to his watchful eye, but her speed of movement and the switch of weight right and left was quicker than he expected.<br><br>The shot hurt and he wheeled away in time to not take the full brunt of the strike. He ducked her next two but was caught by the next. He felt that she was pulling her punches and toying with him. Leon wasn't happy to be taken lightly. He figured that hitting her in her more than ample chest would be pointless, as women warriors always had that protected, but he would see just how much she had in the way of amour. <br><br>Women warriors often let modesty over rule protection, so he figured her lower half, material cut delicately less room for protective gear and would be vulnerable. Women often, in fact in most cases went for the man's nether regions when fighting, Leon had safe guarded them. In fact the rule was it was mandatory that the precious area was guarded. Yet Helsil was not aiming there she was going for his ribs, and her kicks stung. He took a chance, when he saw the opening and slammed three heavy fists into her chest. He hit some sort of guard but his hits felt like they had some effect, as she was angered and about to attack him with far more vigor.<br><br>The spectators were cheering and chanting the two combatants as the battle raged. It was a grand show.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sweet Trouble</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 03:21:48</strong>
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				Helisel kept at his ribs. If you can’t breath you can’t fight. Some of her kicks landed. She was getting a little frustrated because even though they landed they didn’t seem to be doing any damage.&nbsp; She watched his body and saw the hit coming. Under estimating his speed Helisel couldn’t get out of the way of his fist. One, two, three hits to her chest plate. Damn that hurt like hell, she thought. It felt like getting hit in the chest with the kick of a mule. She controlled her reaction, show no pain.&nbsp; Taking a step back and inhaling sharply, nope no damage. <br><br>Nearing her eyes and determined to push some buttons. “Is that all you have male, my little sister hits harder that that.” She bounced back and forth on the balls of her feet, waiting for him to get close. He just kept circling like nothing touched him.&nbsp; So taunting doesn’t work. Looking at him and taking his measure, where was his weakness. Helisel almost laughed out loud at her next thought.<br><br>Helisel stepped back, but still in a relaxed semi fighters stance. She reached up and cupped her breasted around her form fitting amour.&nbsp; “I guess like all males you are so entranced with a females breasts, you just can’t keep away from them.” The female warriors behind her howled in laughter. “I guess you don’t realize that we prefer a different type of touch.”&nbsp; Helisel stood there holding her breasts with a cocky grin on her face. <br><br>The male approached unhurried, still the taunts didn’t seem to make him loose his concentration. So she dropped her hands to her skirt. Just as she was going to flip it up and tease him some more, he took that moment to strike. Apparently he thought she wouldn’t be ready for him.&nbsp; As his&nbsp; kick came at her, she dunked under his swing leg. Coming up with a strike to the throat, he dodged her hit. He came around with another kick with his right leg, this time she barely was prepared for it. Helisel caught his leg against her ribs on her right side. It hurt like all get out but she was trained to endure pain. She swung around backwards to the left and connected with her left elbow to his temple.<br><br>The Ladies erupted into a cheer for their Commander. She finally landed a hit that looked like it hurt him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>despickable</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 11:26:52</strong>
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				His fist hurt as he felt the breast plate and he felt her intake of breath indicating she felt the hurt of it too.<br>He heard her taunts and fought the urge to laugh at her. She was an arrogant one and over confident. Sh was though a tough fighter. She had dodged his kick with skill and he return blows were more hurtful than her barbs. He was impressed with her battle skills but he knew he was in trouble. He could duck and cover her kicks and blows but not for long.<br><br>The Earth women were also cheering with excitement as the fight went on&nbsp; Anthea looked worried. Leon was getting struck and the hits sounded like they were doing the damage. <br>The men were also eyeing the battle and the taunting, some of the men finding her comments insulting. She seemed to think men were lower than her and they hoped that Leon would treat her with disdain and kick her ass.<br><br>Leon reeled from her strikes and she aimed low trying to hit the nether regions. Both the Princess Seria and Athena gasped and showed that they didn't want the vital area damaged. Leon reeled back and he was looking a little spent. He lunged at her and hit her hard unexpectedly into her own lower extremity, which angered hr. He felt several heavy hits to his ribs and shoulders, he was done. One or two more and he would be out of action for good. But she didn't seem to be going for the kill. What was she doing? What was she waiting for? He looked at the woman in a dazed state and wondered why she had not finished hm off. She was giving him time to recover and he suck in the air . The cheering throng were louder than ever now and he slowly got to his knees. He had felt her power and he had only one chance left to regain the upper hand, but if she struck him in the right places his chance was lost. Leon hoped that her ego would play its part and he could get his one chance and make it good.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sweet Trouble</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 06:52:39</strong>
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				“Bad form, Commander,” Seria yelled at Helisel. Seria wondered why she tried such a dirty move. Helisel took her focus off of her opponent long enough to acknowledge Seria’s disapproval of the low shot she took. The Earth male took that opportunity to return the favor and take a shot of the junction where her long sleekly muscular legs met. He hit hard enough the make her suck in a hard hissing breath. She stumbled back several steps before she recover her balance or her breath.&nbsp; &nbsp;Helisel could her the crowd of Earth males yelling taunts at her. <br>“Doesn’t feel so good does it Honey.”<br>“Serves you right!” <br>“If you can’t take it don’t dish it out!”<br>&nbsp;There were other quite colorful ones that if she hadn’t been furious of the hit he landed she would think they were funny. <br><br>Relaxing back into her fighter stance she started seeing some signs of the male wearing down. Helisel smile an confident evil smile. She had been attacking his ribs often and hard. She decided that it was best to chip away were she had already begun. Helisel sprung into action. She sent quick fast flick kicks to his ribs. When he went to protect his ribs, Helisel attacked the shoulder she could get too. <br>The noise level on both sides was increasing to the point she couldn’t make out much of anything specific from either side any more. Focus damn it, Helisel told her self, that is how he about put you down just a moment ago. She saw her opening, the male had overcompensated just enough for her knee to get through. Helisel grabbed his shoulder and drove her knee into his vulnerable ribs, she had been attacking.<br><br>When the male went down she backed off to give her opponent the chance to get up. Firstly, she had to give him credit for being an worthy opponent, though she thought that begrudgingly. Secondly she and her warriors only when for the kill in war, this was only a sparring match with a prize at stake. So she back off to give him a chance to regain his footing. He was done what did she have to worry about. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>despickable</strong> on <strong>10-11-2010, 04:04:55</strong>
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				Leon felt the searing pain and his ribs felt like they were on fire. The warrior was a tough fighter, but yet she still seemed to be holding back her punches. Her skills and talents gave her confidence, but she was also showing signs of tiredness. He concentration seemed to be waining. Leon knew he had only had three shots left in him he had to attack now or he was toast.<br><br>He looked up from the floor, and saw Helisil standing over him with a smirk on her face. He also noticed that her breast plate had been damaged by the previous strikes on it and her solar plexus and part of her flesh mounds were unprotected. She was also standing legs akimbo so she was wide open for a strike.<br><br>Every sinew of his body ached and he lifted himself to his knees and with one straight fist powered a fist into the little hole in the center of the chest, the solar area just above the stomach and below the breasts. It was one area that could bring down an elephant if styruck right , and he was on target.<br>She was hardly able to react to stop it and he followed up with another strike into the pussy, direct hit with all he had left. if she felt it as he was sure she was doubled over and his final strike to her lowered skull.<br><br>He fell face first so he didn't know whether she was finished as the crowd of women cheered and appeared to break into their own fight now. He heard her groan and sure he heard her fall, if she was still&nbsp; upright he knew he was done for. He faded out into semi consciousness
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sweet Trouble</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 06:55:28</strong>
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				<br>Helisel saw the male make a fist. She about laughed in his face but didn’t. He had turned out to be a worthy adversary and kept it herself. She glanced over at the princess to get a feel of how Seria felt about how she had conducted herself since the low blow she tried. She could see Seria’s eyes widen, but there focus was not on her but on her male opponent. The utter look of shock made Helisel turn quickly to the Earth male just as his fist made solid contact with her torso. <br><br>Oh damn, I can not breath, Helisel thought as she was folded over his fist from the power of his strike. She felt herself falling forward when he hit her directly on her mons. Pain flashed through her. She still couldn’t breath and she couldn’t stop her forward momentum. She knew she would fall so Helisel put her hands in front of her to break her fall. There was a crushing blow to the back of her head. The last thing she saw were stars dancing in front of her eyes.&nbsp; <br><br><br>Seria gasped and saw Helisel's fall coming. With a hand signal Seria and the guard&nbsp; immediately next to her went to rush forward to asset what injuries she may have. The Earth male felt just after Helisel and Seria was worried this prim piece of male was also damaged. She sincerely hoped not, if she could bring back that excellent specimen it would be the shot of what was needed to supplement the bloodlines of the males on her planet. <br><br>Both crowds erupted in to action which lead to fighting. Small battles of hand to hand combat broke out all over the clearing. Seria and her guard suddenly found themselves having to fight their way to the fallen combatants. A male appeared in front of Seria and swung at her. His arm was knock aside and Seria hit him three times, a chop to his throat, a punch to the solar plexus and a knee to his nose. This scenario repeat over and over with various hits, punches and knees defeating whom ever tried to stop her from getting to Helisel.&nbsp; Just as she made it to the Commander she saw that Helisel was coming around. <br><br>Seria gave orders to her guard around her to be relied to those who could carry them out. <br><br>“Tell Lt. Ulsea to be additional guard the ship not to leave there. Get medics here now for both the Commander and the male. Pass along to all my warriors to deescalate as much of the action as they can. I do not want anyone permanently damaged. Defend to stop the action nothing more. Make sure all the ladies know and they will be sever consequences for those who are found disregarding my orders.” <br><br>The entire time she was issuing orders she was running her hands over Helisel and found nothing of immediate risk to her life. Abrasions and bruises a plenty. <br><br>Seria moves to the Earth male to check him for injuries. With skilled hands she genteelly ran her hands over the back of his head and neck, the same as Helisel, nothing that time and a little medical attention would not take care of.&nbsp; Her hands continued moving down to his right should and arm which were closes to her. Moving her hands slowly, in her search for injuries she felt the firm defined muscles of his arms. Seria wanted to linger and enjoy the feel of real muscle on a male. <br><br>“What a specimen he is,” Seria marveled at the feel of him. <br><br>His back was next, the same no serious injuries but all that lovely muscle. Already Seria could see the bruises developing from the hits and kicks Helisel had delivered. Seria leaned across his body to check his left shoulder and arm. Seria’s skin suddenly itched and her nipples pebbled against the material of her halter, with her breast plate armor adding friction. Holy Mother Onli this was what a male should feel like!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>despickable</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 10:16:11</strong>
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				When she fell, Leon heard it. He raised his head a little to see the warrior woman sprawled out and motionless. He closed his eyes and rested , a smile unseen on his lips.<br><br>The clash that broke out after the battle had finished. The earth women and the alien women set upon each other. Hits were blocked as fast as they were thrown as the evenly matched combatants went for it full tilt.<br>Seria had worked her way passed a few with ease. As she struck them, the struck women rolled away and fell silent and out cold. She had power for sure and others who might have planned to stop the Alien Princess, thought better of it.<br>They men watched as the women fought fist and kicks and cheered as each shot hit its mark. None of the men thought it smart enough to disarm the fallen and use the weapons. They were getting excited and aroused by the girl on girl fight.<br><br>“Kick her twat in?” screamed one.<br>“Yeah kick it over here.” Joked another<br>“Oh right between the breasts I bet that hurt honey. Shall I rub it for ya.”<br><br>The men were enjoying themselves immensely.<br><br>Athena saw her chance with the commotion going on and moved with stealth and the grace of a gazelle. She saw the Princess Seria inspecting the muscular frame of the prone Leon. His beauty distracted her, so Athena saw her opportunity.<br>Harming the Princess would be fatal for Athena and her troops, but she had no intention of doing that. What she wanted was the threat of it.<br><br>Athena moved with breakneck speed and was at Seria’s side before the Goddess had time to react.<br><br>Leon felt the woman’s touch over his torso. It was a different touch than that of Athena or any of the Earth women. It was tender, it was healing, and it was exploratory. It was like it was the first time the hand had felt something like it before. Leon opened his eyes, momentarily and followed the boots and her shapely legs and up as far as he could see. He recognized, in his hazy eyes, that it was not Athena, but the alien woman. He raised himself to his elbows; the look on her face was of desire. She was being pleasured by the experience. Leon was enjoying her touch but was a little disappointed that the powerful woman would be enamored so quickly.<br><br>Athena had spotted the large laser weapon attached to Seria’s hip. It took less than a moment to dislodge it from its holster, and even quicker to have it pointed to the bare fleshy side of the goddess's unprotected breast.<br>Even if the weapon could not kill the Princess, Athena was certain it would hurt enough and as she adjusted to it’s highest setting, would provide enough ammunition to achieve her want right now.<br><br>“Unhand the male warrior. He is not yours yet. Women desist the battle, if one of you alien trolls strike again I will turn your leader to ash. I understand this weapon will do that to even your kind. Okay warrior princess. The game has been done. My male defeated your admirable but over confident foe. Let us exchange some goods. I grow tired of this stupidity.” Athena ordered.<br><br>The fighting stopped, one earth female falling holding her groin as her assailant had struck the mark seconds before the cease order was given.<br>It appeared the Earth women had a slight lead in the battle. Many of Leon’s men were down for the count and the others were scrambling to their feet. <br><br>Athena pressed the gun against the panting femme's breast. Was she panting out of fear of what might happen or the touch of Leon’s for? It was hard to tell, but Athena had the upper hand.<br><br>“Leon get up, my champion. You won. You are chosen but you have right to refusal. If you wish to explore this planet and take with you the men you wish to assist. I will not stop you, though, I will regret losing you. If you wish to stay then these trolls will leave. What say you?” Athena announced.<br><br>Leon rose a little battered but beginning to recover, he had great resilience.<br><br>“I wish to go with them m’am. I also believe we should respect our guests. They are worthy fighters and warriors. It is disrespectful to call them such names. I know I should not speak out of turn to you, but I point out, had the one they call Helsil not been so uppity, I would have fallen to her fighting skills. I wish to learn much from this race.” Leon replied.<br><br>Athena was not used to being spoken to in this way, but she knew Leon was right. She wished to lash out her anger at his words, so she walked over to Helsil still motionless and rolled her over so that her firm near exposed body in it’s tattered garment was facing face up, and Athena sank a boot in.<br><br>The warrior let out a groan. Athena motioned that her troops should pick her up and carry her to the clearing. twelve men were selected to go with Leon. <br><br>“Be gone you warriors. Take these men we will take some of your women for study and training and we will meet here again in three earth years to exchange back. Be gone..”<br><br>She switched off the weapon and handed it back to Seria. She held her own weapon out and pointed it threateningly. And motioned the men to go with the alien’s in the spacecraft. Leon followed behind. He looked back for one last look at Athena. If she had any feelings for him, he could not see it in her eyes.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sweet Trouble</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 20:45:46</strong>
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				Seria felt her weapon leave it’s holster,&nbsp; looking up to see the Earth’s female leader had moved in. Seria outwardly showed a calm, though inside she was ready to remove that bitch’s head. Seria slowly stood with her hands relaxed out to her sides maintaining eye contact the entire time, her breathing the only sign that her ire was engaged at all. As the Earth female pressed the weapon against her breast she saw red. “How dare she,” Seria thought, but she still did not react. She could easily unarm the female but was going to see how the scenario played out before acting rash. <br><br>Seria listened as the female spoke to the male Leon. She wait for his response to the female’s question. As he began to rise, she was relieved to see him recovering so quickly. It showed that he was in good physical condition and quite healthy.&nbsp; As he spoke, she was surprised to see he possessed honor. The males of her planet had lost all honor. From the history lessons while still a young girl, Seria had learned that once the males in their society had the same code and honor that her mentor and teacher had taught her. Now the male populace was just weak, broken men good for nothing but servitude. These Earth males would bring much needed new genetic material to her planet. They needed this. In her gut she knew that if they didn’t do something soon that they would be a dying race. The virus had be thoroughly conquered but the damage to the gene pool was already there. <br><br>Once the male Leon gave his answer, Seria could see that the Earth female knew what she was losing. The female moved with angry stride to Helisel, used a boot and rolled her over. Before any of her warriors could react the Earth female planet her foot into Helisel’s side. Her guard was in immediate action, but with a signal movement of her hand Seria quelled them and they froze where they were. Seria was already moving forward towards the arrogant Earth female. She not even realizing herself in danger. Anyone of Seria warriors could have executed a death blow before anyone but herself could stop them. <br><br>Seria planted herself in front of the Earth female as she spoke her angry words commanding them to be gone and having instructed them to take Helisel. The Earth female turned to hand the weapon back to Seria and found herself face to face with the warrior princess. <br><br>Allowing her outward calm to slip enough to show this female her danger, Seria spoke, “Listen to me and listen well. Commander Helisel is one of the highest ranking warriors on my planet. She will be accorded treatment as such. If she is abused in any form, mark this, I will take the cost of it from your hide. She is a honored warrior and has proven such here and now. Her lost is a reflection of her honor. She could have killed the male Leon, but as this was a match of skill and not a battle. We only take kill shots in a battle situation. I will leave a communication device with my Commander and if I do not get visual and verbal communication to confirm her well being on a regular basis. I can guarantee that I will be back to avenge her.”<br><br>Seria turned her back on the female, in their society and more than likely this one, it was an insult. Without speaking she told everyone there that she saw the Earthling as a non-threat. The males that the male Leon had chosen were moving towards the entrance of her space vehicle. “Male Leon,” he and his men stopped at her commanding voice,&nbsp; “you have chosen to come with us, know that fighting is strictly prohibited and will be dealt with accordingly. You touch no one unless granted leave to do so. You will be give regulations once you are settled on board.&nbsp; Lt. Ulsea,” the warrior stepped forward and hand over heart bowed to her Princess, “You are to make sure these males have quarters but not with the low class slaves. Take them to the holding area in the quarantine area until medical can assess them.&nbsp; Assign someone to our people to get them back on board and seen to. Lt. Caenis,” Seria addresses another of her top ranking warriors. “Follow me.”&nbsp; <br><br>As Seria moved toward her ship, brushing past her people and the Earthlings. She many thoughts raced through her brain. How she would keep her warriors from going into heat over these prime specimens of male physique. It was a year long trip home and the last thing they need were pregnant warriors out of commission. Or worse yet, having to set up a nursery. She shutters silently to herself over the though, but was it the thought of babies or the touch of one of these males. To avoid tell herself admit to herself she wanted the male Leon, she mentally went through a list of things Helisel would need in her stay on Earth. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>despickable</strong> on <strong>18-03-2011, 09:45:18</strong>
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				“Trolls she called them Trolls. It is a wonder she is still standing. The women on our planet are very distrustful and I felt I needed to speak up? Leon said as he and the men walked up the plank to the large curved doors of the enormous spacecraft.<br>It was sparsely decored and unusual it didn’t have too many women’s touches. They were lead to their quarters. HA! Fighting the women, what a laugh. Right now they could even be bothered trying to talk to them. Leon had picked men he knew would be matched to the challenge. He had briefed them quickly and used code words and numbers so as to keep his plans secret. The females would have no idea what they were saying. It was men talk and he figured they would not be bothered with the tattling trivia such men as a species would be sprouting. Leon was playing on the fact that these women were too lost in thoughts of their own interests. <br><br>He could see the look in their eyes, the lust, and curiosity, which was in them. The men intrigued the women. Leon found them appealing unlike the other men who had already worked out between each other who they would try their luck with. Leon only had the Princess in his sights, and the plans in his head he hoped to carry out<br><br>In nature, the animals that looked the most colorful, built the strongest nest and the faster runner were the ones that survives. It was about procreation of the species. The women of Earth had taken it a few steps further. They enhanced their beauty their attractiveness to the nth degree and it had become ridiculous. It was unknown if they had done it to please the men or themselves, a sort of one-upmanship against other of their species. Women, in general, thought themselves to be flawed. Most had some issue with the way they looked. It played on them, and it was a weakness some men and women used to their own advantageous needs.<br><br>Leon had noticed one of the similarities between this race of women and the earth ones. It became clear during his battle with Helisil, that she too had an air of confidence but it hid a fear of inadequacy. It was something Leon was going to explore.<br><br>Leon didn’t care too much about the looks of the other females, he knew that the Princess had him in his sights, and he figured that there would be a kink in her façade. He planned to play it careful. If he as going to learn their ways, he would need to take it slow and play it by ear. He hoped he would get a different but the reaction of Princess Seria as he lay prone, made him think that his task would be easier than first thought but would not provide him with the one thing he truly wanted.<br><br>Leon was into loyalty, he might not like how the men were treated on Earth, but he would defend his planet, and no pretty face would turn his head. He wanted to learn about these aliens and he had no intention of staying longer than he needed to. Of course if the Princess might have just what was needed to change his mind. <br>Leon saw the one thing that both female species had in common, and he knew how to take advantage if the opportunity came his way. He had selected the men on this one point and he wanted to see if what he had seen in the eyes of Seria and in the women who were know escorting him down the corridor, was what he believed. Leon couldn't help but smile.<br><br>“Let’s keep it civil lads. We will get our chance. These women have bought us here and no doubt have similar ideas. Remember maintain medium level of any contact. And remember the switch move. If I am correct I should have a clear idea of the workings before too long.” Leon spoke in code that would make no sense to their hosts. It was instructions the men knew well and the handsome species knew their role and were ready. Leon had just one request that he hoped would be granted and a few questions to ask. He would wait for the right time. He would ask for his request now though.<br><br>“M’am I was hoping you would grant me one thing and I will ask for nothing else I would like a room on my own and that I be granted privacy and have no one permitted to enter without my permission. I know it is a lot to ask but I am not a prisoner I feel that I should be allowed this one request.”<br><br>He looked at her in that melting way he could, as they moved to the corridors of the ship to what appeared to be the rooms. He knew other instructions were to be announced so he hoped that he had timed his request correctly and that she would respond kindly. After all he was her champion now.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sweet Trouble</strong> on <strong>01-04-2011, 00:23:05</strong>
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				Lieutenant Caenis just finished giving report that she had compiled the list of items the Seria had ordered her to gather. In several containers, Lt. Caenis packed Commander Helisel’s personal effects, a med/science kit, along with several com devices. It was gathered and was await Seria on deck. As the lieutenant left her office, Seria activated her communications unit. “Lt. Ulsea, I want a report on the Earth males. Please report to my office.” She disengaged the unit. She went about finishing her report of all the happenings they experienced on Earth, the group of healthy males they had on board, and the unusual circumstance in which her second was not returning home. It would go to her oldest sister who had command until Seria could reach home. Her mother the Queen was gravely ill and Seria prayed to the goddess she could make it home before death took her. Just as she finished putting her thoughts down, her office door chimed. Seria checked the door monitor and confirmed that it was Lt. Ulsea and issued her permission to enter the office.<br><br>With the typical bow to acknowledge the princess Lt. Ulsea straight and gave her report. Medical had been waiting in the quarantine area for the males. The medical staff inoculated the males against the standard childhood virus and diseases that they had learned early on to do to any peoples they immigrated to their planet. The majority of the men had quite minor health issues that were dealt with. On the whole the entire group were in good physical condition and healthy biologically. <br><br>Lt Ulsea detailed what she had done to settle their new male congregation on board. While medical had charge of the males, Lt. Ulsea had one of the dorm levels complete with a private room cleared out and prepared for the Earth males. The private room was normally for the squad’s leader. They were near the lift that would take them to the exercise room and bathing level. When she escorted the males to the dorm she had that shown him how to code their rooms’ door for privacy. Lt. Ulsea informed the male Leon, that although he would have privacy, security and the Princess had complete override. <br><br>“With your permission Ma’am, once the males get acquitted with their new quarters, I will arrange a tour of the areas they will have full access to.”&nbsp; Seria looked up from the viewer she held to regard her lieutenant, “You have done your usual best lieutenant, thank you and permission granted. Please make certain that their access to terminal is coded for limited use. I wish for them to learn about our culture and laws. If necessary start an education class for them. Be on your way then.” <br><br>The lieutenant made her way out of Seria’s office. Seria sat straighter in her seat and stretched. She have going over reports and sending out her own for hours now. Mid-stretch, her stomach let out an irritated grumble and she grinned to herself. She decided that it was time to feed the creature making all that noise. Seria headed for the central mess. She did this often to remind her warriors she was one of them no matter who the mother was that gave birth to her. <br><br>Seria ate with her warriors and listened to all the talk of the events and the stories that drifted from table to table. Occasionally she added a minor fact her and there. Sometime is the middle of the meal, Seria noticed that Lt. Ulsea, several of her squad and Earth males had entered the mess hall.&nbsp; As she knew it would happen, as the woman noticed there guests, a hush fell over the mess hall. Hundreds of sets of feminine eyes were all now focused on the group of males. Focus stayed on the group until they continued on their way. Once all of the males had exited the hall, the volume of voice rocketed back to the levels that the male presences had muted just moments before. <br><br>Meal finished many of the ladies decided that a little recreation or a massage was in order. Seria decided to join them and they headed for the recreation and bathing level. The group decided to play a game of Floater. It is similar to Earth’s volleyball. All of the ladies who wished to play changed into form fitting workout uniforms. Those who didn’t would choose a team to root for on the sidelines. All these ladies were quite competitive and it wasn’t long before elbows were flying and the smack talk flew.<br><br>After a nice competitive game the ladies were soaked in sweat and after a quick shower to risen the perspiration off, they all decided to take a long soak. They walked naked from the showers to the pool and sank into the hot water to relax. Modesty was not needed amongst the warriors. There was no reason to hide what the goddess gave them.<br><br>It was time when they were relaxing like this, when you could see there were indeed couples amongst the warriors.&nbsp; It was standard policy to keep them together. Lovers tended to fight better when they had their lovers back. All of the warriors learned to fight as units but with this special bond, they tended to become ferocious. <br><br>After sometime she was one of the few ladies left in the rec/bathing level. When Seria realizes she would look like a piece of shriveled fruit if she stayed in much longer, she made her way out of the pool water. As she emerged from the pool water slid down her body.<br><br>&nbsp;Seria thought a massage would finish working out the stress knots in her shoulders. After exiting from the pool, Seria reached for a towel attendants had piled on benches nearby for just that purpose. She didn’t bother drying off; she just wrapped the towel around her and motioned for one of the masseuses to come to her. Standing before the table, she dropped the towel her body still sprinkle with water drops and climbed up on the massage table.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>despickable</strong> on <strong>14-04-2011, 14:32:37</strong>
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				<br>As they were being lead through the corridors, Leon looked over the area. The walls were thick and the doors and walkways heavy plate metal of some kind. He did not appreciate being treated like some animal that was being herded in to a pen, but he held his tongue and moved forward. The women guards were looking at the men rather lustfully, and Leon smiled to himself and three of the men Brown, Baker, Barraclough gave a wink to Leon knowing that these women were just primed for action.<br><br>The women lead them to what appeared to be a medical area. They were instructed to strip, and they did gladly. Their manhood stood at attention before the gazing eyes of the women before them. The medical checks were a little more thorough than perhaps they need to be. Leon was unfased by the attention and stared straight ahead, not making any eye contact. He was barely aroused by the non-consensual touches placed on his body. The woman creature was a little surprised at Leon’s unresponsiveness. She may have thought he was a dud and perhaps be a disappointment to the Princess. <br><br>With the inoculations over the men were paraded away again, by the guards to the next level of the ship. It was a large room approaching and the sound of chatter; it was the mess hall. The staring eyes and turned heads of the women at the tables, was unnerving and rather insulting to Leon and some other of the men who didn’t take kindly to be treated like objects. The women on earth had fought so hard in the past to eradicate such primitive behavior from the men folk, and these, trolls, were ogling them like pieces of meat.<br>Once they left the mess hall and were shown how to use the codes for the lift. Leon watched and listened and checked over the device. So while they had walked between and among the guards, the men managed the switch move with a few of the women without being noticed at all. The ladies actually liked the close attention that was needed to pull off the move and were unaware that anything had been done at all.<br><br>The place seemed like a busy health resort, the smells and sounds unusual but sort of relaxing. Leon checked every corner every nook and cranny of the holding area that they called his room. It was made of a substance he had not seen or felt before. These beings were highly advanced in some ways and yet primitive in others. Leon thought the quarters were perfect, he figured that security and the princess would have Carte Blanc to access but the system didn’t seem to complicated and Leon would find time to check it over when he could and see how it worked<br><br>He couldn’t sit still though and was soon out of his room and seeing only a handful of guards around were able to move through the instructed areas he was permitted in. Leon had no intention of upsetting or testing the patience of his hosts and quietly scoped out the area.&nbsp; No cameras or surveillance appeared to be in the corridors or doorways.<br>He then saw many of the women walking in full nakedness and with out a care. It was typical of an army, routine, and routine was always followed. The women were going about their tasks as they always did. Leon watched the parade of beauties, and Barraclough joined him and they liked what they saw.<br><br>Leon wondered about the challenge ahead. <br><br>There were a lot of women on the ship, how many men were on this planet and what were his and the other men’s roles in the plans of these beautiful creatures.<br><br>Leon managed to walk undetected to the corridors and the elevators. He found that the key code opened the door to the stairs on the side of the elevators. He walked to the lower level and, undetected. He saw countless numbers of the women, in their nakedness wander by him and not one noticed him at all. They were unarmed and totally oblivious.<br><br>He found the area that appeared to be a massage room and sauna. He saw the princess escorted to one of the rooms and stood and watched before deciding his move.<br>He strolled over to a guard, or what appeared to be a guard, but she turned out to be the masseur. Leon moved quickly and with a well-defined chop, knocked out the woman and dragged her to another stairwell.<br>Put on the white coat with the hood she was wearing and her massages case and entered the room.<br><br>Seria was lying face down her bare skin and tight ass exposed covered barely discreetly at the edges with a towel.<br>She greeted him but he made no reply and behaved as he thought appropriate in supplication. He covered his hands with the oil and began to sensually rub down the princess shoulders and back.<br>He was skillful at this and knew how to find and remove the knotted tension in her shoulders and spine. He had her right where he wanted and could have easily bested her then and there, but that would have been pointless and futile, but was something to remember if the it was needed.<br><br>His hands ran over her soft skin and down her calves and thighs. She was certainly built and her body seemed to react to his touch far more than he had thought. She tried to lift her head once or twice but he carefully manipulated the shoulders to gently, but firmly push her head down with the momentum.<br><br>Leon tried to avoid touching her most intimate of places and when she went to roll over he covered her eyes with a warm towel.<br>He breasts were magnificent, and the small wisp of hair over her sex showed her due care and attention to detail. He touched and rolled over her nipples and breast and stroked the flesh of her legs and pressed his hard strong chest against her.<br><br>He then stopped suddenly and without a word was out of the room and gone.<br>Two guards entered the room to announce that something had happened to the masseur as they had discovered her in the stairwell.<br>Leon was in his room and resting on his bed his cock in hand before security looked in.<br>Leon smiled an innocent smile and turned his body away from the prying eyes<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sweet Trouble</strong> on <strong>12-06-2011, 06:04:24</strong>
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				Laying on the table waiting, Seria tried hard to let go of duty and take some time for herself.&nbsp; She visualized relaxed her body starting at her head and worked her way to her toes. All the while she was breathing deeply in through her nose slowly out of her mouth. She was almost finished running through the relaxation exercise when she breathed in the scent of male, the Earthling Leon.&nbsp; <br><br>She became instantly alert but deliberately kept her body loose and relaxed.&nbsp; She was about to turn to face him to find out what he was up to. The almost silent noise of the massage oil container opening and its clean jubiala (similar to&nbsp; Earth’s vanilla and jasmine if it were mixed) scent filling the air.&nbsp; She could sense that he was rubbing the oil in his hands to warm it. So the male was going to give her the massage she wanted. Seria laughed to herself in her mind. While let’s see if he has any talent for this.<br><br>His strong hand went to work on her shoulders and neck. His hands so close to her neck made her quite nervous; she didn’t want him to know and didn’t allow the tension to telegraph to her body.&nbsp; “Mmmmm,” not helping herself, Seria sighed.&nbsp; Oh sweet mother , this male had talented hands.&nbsp; His thumbs worked down each side of her spine to her very tailbone. While he was that far down she was going to take a quick peak over her shoulder to watch his hands slide over her skin. Suddenly he was there at her shoulders, she smiled and with her head down he couldn’t see her grinning. He didn’t realize she already knew it was him. She had already decided to play along so she stayed down.<br><br>Seria allowed her body to enjoy and relax, she also noticed that she was getting quite aroused. It has been so very long. Seria allowed her mind to consider what those hands would feel on her breast, playing with her nipples. How it would feel when one of his large fingers slide between her nether lips. It was all she could to not to shiver in delight thing about it. Seria suddenly had an idea. <br><br>“Mmmm, time for the front I think,” and before he could stop her she flipped over on to her back. Her nipples puckering when slightly cooler air hit them, at least that is what she told herself. It couldn’t have to do with the fact she was so arouse she was letting this male have access to her body.&nbsp; Then she thought about how he was going to handle her being about to see him if she just opened her eyes, when suddenly a towel landed on her face. This time she chuckled out loud but didn’t touch the towel. Seria decided to have a little fun, she took an deep breath, allowing her breasts to rise high. She slowly let out the breath with a little sigh. She wondered what he made of that.<br><br>He wasn’t touching her; she wanted to see what the look was on his face was. Did her admire her warrior body?&nbsp; Was he appalled?&nbsp; Seria was dying of curiosity and about to reach for the towel when his hands gathered up her breast and felt them.&nbsp; Seria sucked in air with a hiss of pleasure that turned into a moan when he rolled her nipples between his fingers. This was exactly what she had fantasied about and he was touched her. It was better then she could have ever dreamed about. His touch felt like he was handling something precious to him. <br><br>His hands slide down her body and she wasn’t about to stop him. This, this is what she was craving. The touch of a male who knows he is male, not a eunuch who is more animal than male. Her fingers dug into the side of the cushioned table to keep still, if she moved he would stop.&nbsp; His large hands stroke her legs and not nearly close enough to where she really wanted him to touch. Then his hands were gone and she wanted to order him back, to finish. The hands where replaced with a wide muscular chest, which he pressed into her. Again, she couldn’t keep the moan from escaping her lips. He had to know she realized what was going on by now. <br><br>Forcing her hands to release the sides of the table she wanted to touch him in return. His weight lifted from her and didn’t come back. Reaching for the towel, “I enjoyed the massage; now let us finish what you started…..” Her words stalled out as she removed the towel and the room was empty. <br><br>The sudden arousal burned inside of her the likes she has never known. For him to tease her in such a fashion and then leave her in need! How dare he??!! <br><br><br>She considered going after him, but had too much dignity to do so. She could just order him brought to her rooms but what would that accomplish. Her brain thought strategically and decided to see what else he would do. By his touch he must find her attractive, she would use that and see what played out and use what would be to her advantage. If he wanted games then she has been a member of the royal court since birth. Oh she knew games and had outsmarted old veterans at their own games. Grinning in a way that always made her opponents cringe, she got up from the table. Heading back out to the baths to wash the oil from her body, she stopped short chose to keep the lovely scent of the oil and the male on her body. Grabbing a large wrap she headed to her quarters.<br><br>Seria strode straight to the console and hit the programed button for the right mood music. Turning towards the large oversize chair she likes to read in, she dropped the wrap she sat and made herself comfortable. Closing her eyes, she let her head fall back and brought up the memories of the massage. Her hands started to mirror what he had done once she had flipped over. Fantasying about his touch on her breast, Seria slide her hands over and around each one avoiding the nipple for now. Around again and stopping with her hands under each breast, she lifted and squeezed them lightly. Lifting her thumbs and flicking her still hard nipples…Mmmm, she moaned. Seria rubbed them a few more times before pinching them between her forefinger and thumb. In her mind it was <em>him</em> doing this and she moaned again and her hips shifted in the chair. She pinched and pulled on her nipples, sending delicious zings of feeling straight to core. Why hadn’t she done this in so long? Pushing that question aside, Seria focused on the fantasy, his hands pleasuring her. <br><br>She sent one hand down across her belly caressed there for a moment, while she enjoyed tweaking her nipples some more. With deliberate moves she drew out the caresses, she wanted to try and make this last as long as she could. Putting her legs up over the arms of the chair, she continued caressing downward and with a finger stroked over the outside lips back and forth, slowly teasing herself. She could feel her moisture running and pooling under her ass. Oh yes, she was going to explode and he was missing out on it all. Grinning to herself, the fantasy turn in another direction… of the male being about to watch her but no way of getting to her. He would have to watch her pleasure herself, watch her slide her fingers in and out of her cunny, and watch her enjoy her lovely breasts. Oh yes that might be sufficient to ease what she felt was teasing and rejection.<br><br>Seria matched her movements to her thoughts and slide a finger between her labia and stroke lightly over her clit. Yes she was nicely wet and so she circled the clit a few time before strumming over it lightly, all the while rolling a nipple with the fingers of her other hand. She could feel the rush of a climax coming and pinched enough to keep it at bay for a bit longer. She was enjoying imagining him aroused and drooling and no way of solving that arousal. Down stroke and around she massaged her clit, again and again driving her excitement higher and higher. Her loud moans blended in with the music filling her room. <br><br>Faster and faster her finger moved on her clit and this time she wasn’t going to stop herself from cumming. Seria let go of her breast to free her hand just as her body started to shake with the power of her orgasm. She shoved two fingers into her cunny and worked them in and out and back and forth driving her climax high until she screamed out her pleasure.&nbsp; Seria continued to work her clit and fingers but moving them slower until she gradually started to come down off the high. <br><br>Breathing hard, she just sat there relaxing and enjoying the afterglow and thought of how he would feel being denied the pleasure of her body after he was deliberately aroused. We are going to make sure he finds out, she thought to herself. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Warrior Princess Seria Falls (Despickable &amp; Sweet Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>despickable</strong> on <strong>02-07-2011, 04:18:06</strong>
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				“Male turn and face me now.” The female guard ordered.<br>Leon ignored her and remained facing the wall a sort of smile on his face and his half erect cock still out of his shorts. He adjusted it and zipped up.<br><br>“Male you hear me turn and face me now.” She was demanding now with anger in her voice.<br><br>He turned and saw a statuesque red haired wearing the skimpiest amour suit that revealed long well defined legs and a body that obviously could bench press more than her own weight. Her face was alabaster skin covered and with the barest of makeup. The women here were so unlike the silicone, botoxed filled Earth women. She was not as endowed as the other women but was more than desirable. Leon looked at her with no emotion at all.<br><br>“My name is Leon I wish to be addressed as such. Respect works both ways m’am.” Leon replied.<br><br>“You insolent male. You cannot order me and I will call you what I please. You do not get respect when you set an unprovoked attack on one of ours. The woman, the masseur you took her clothes and her equipment and then you put our leader in danger. I wish for you to know, MALE this is not something that will be taken lightly. Punishment will metered out by the princess but if I had my way I would make you strip and make you parade in front of some sex starved women here and see how long you last. Now ready yourself we will be gathering all you males to the exercise room for training and instruction and full testing too. Gather you men and have them assemble at the corridor to your left near he stairs. You know the ones you used to make your trip earlier” She bellowed.<br><br>The woman turned and began to walk away. She had&nbsp; a bubble butt that Leon was so tempted to grab&nbsp; and spank hard. She might just get that honor anyway.<br>It was obvious that the meeting was a meat market parade and the men would be selected to service these sex-starved females.<br>It would be three girls to each man and the men would have little trouble dealing with most of them.<br><br>The sub females would be the easiest, it was unknown what the other woman would be like, and the level of experience in such matters, and the kinks they would demand. However Leon knew his men, hand picked for the duties, would be more than enough to deal with them<br><br>He gathered the men his room and addressed them.<br><br>“Okay men this is it. These women are going to choose their playthings.”<br><br>A murmur of excitement hovered over the throng<br><br>“The women from what I can tell from their ranks are color coded in rank. Red, Blue and Green. I was trying to figure out what these ranks meant and can only believe it is not military in rank as the Princess is blue and so was the guard that entered my room before. So I guess it might be allocation of some kind, or level of sexual experience or the like. Anyway we will be given to these women as playthings. I know that the task of pleasuring these females is a task we all shall handle well.’<br><br>There was laughter throughout the group.<br><br>“I spent some time with the Princess, only a massage and some indiscriminate groping. I was only using level four skills and it bought her to high arousal so I believe we are dealing with women here that have not experience true pleasures. They will be willing and if my time with the Princess is any indication, they will&nbsp; give pleasure. Yes that is right unlike the Earth women, who go through the motions to produce spawn, these ladies will want to experience the real pleasures of the flesh. So men remain controlled, nothing over a level seven in skills and good luck.” Leon announced.<br><br>The men gathered in the stairwell and were greeted by 100 of the women who had looks in their eyes that showed they were ready to rip these men’s clothes off and take them right there. The men stood uneasy, only Leon seemed unfazed by it al.<br><br>“We await the Princess she will take you Leon to her quarters. I do intend to get a piece of you too if there is anything left of you when she’s done. The Princess comes now.”<br><br>”She will come again later, several times in fact.” Leon whispered to the male Barnabas standing beside him.<br><br>“Be quiet male and stand to attention for the Princes Seria.” The guard bellowed.<br><br>She was pushing out her chest and standing upright.<br><br>The princess looked magnificent as she graced the presence of all and Leon marveled at her beauty she looked even more lovely than before He felt a twinge in his boxers, it was all he had on expect for an unbuttoned waist coat and a smile.<br><br>Each of the men would be allocated three or four women and a room If they were still capable of pleasuring more women then the other ranks would get a chance otherwise they would be first in the next days exercises, the excitement on both sides was high<br>
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