Land of the Amazons
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				Title: <strong>Land of the Amazons</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Letrie</strong> on <strong>11-04-2011, 10:28:03</strong>
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				The peaceful afternoon quiet hung in the air doing its best to mask the horrors that had occurred on the shores mere hours before.&nbsp; The sand was red with blood as bodies got caught up in the waves and washed away only to plummet into the darkest corners of the ocean.&nbsp; The island was beautiful but it hid terrible dangers largely unknown to man that wouldn't hesitate to kill when provoked.&nbsp; Of course none of these dangers were as effective as the amazons that inhabited the island.&nbsp; They had gone almost a century without strangers stepping on their land and for the most part people outside their island chose to believe that they were nothing more then a myth.&nbsp; A whole society ruled by women trained to be astounding fighters and either killing any man who touched their soil or capturing them and using them for breeding before killing them as well.<br><br>Yet these amazons were more then a myth as they had shown the invading army that had tried to take the island from them when they first reached the land yesterday.&nbsp; The battle had been long and grueling but even the soldiers were no match for the ferocity of their attacks or their famed archers.&nbsp; The women knew the land much better then the invading forces and with minor casualties on their part they had managed to bring the great army to its knees.&nbsp; Most had been brutally slaughtered but a few of them had been captured and were to be brought before the Queen.<br><br>Neria walked infront of the group with her blond hair swinging in a loose ponytail from side to side as she led the warriors back to their camp to report to their Queen and ask what to do with the prisoners.&nbsp; Since she was young Neria had always been an exceptional fighter and had quickly risen through their ranks to be the leader of their elite group.&nbsp; She had led the attack against the enemies and had killed many of them with her own arrows before taking her sword and finishing the job by hand.&nbsp; As she walked the gold chains and bracelets jingled blending with her armor made of animal skin and bits of metal.&nbsp; The amazons were not ashamed of their nudity and would more often then not walk with simple robes when it was warmer but in battle they did don on their armor.&nbsp; <br><br>Looking over her shoulder her blue eyes focused on the three men that were being dragged along as they parted through the woods and entered their camp.&nbsp; Usually they would have killed the whole lot but their numbers had been dwindling in the past years and it was a priority that they get fresh blood into their ranks.&nbsp; Men were seen as less then animals on their land and only had one good use.&nbsp; Once they lived out their usefulness they were disposed of quickly and without hesitation; it was simply how their society worked.<br><br>Trudging up the stone steps the women made their way into the temple where the others had gathered in a circle around a central figure.&nbsp; In the middle was their queen, Emyrea, standing proud ready to pass judgment.&nbsp; They all believed she was the daughter of the&nbsp; Goddess and her words were law to all who lived on the land.&nbsp; Emyrea raised her hand signaling their silence as she took a step forward and met with the group head on.&nbsp; "I welcome you back from your victory.&nbsp; You have spilled the blood of the cruel invaders and for that you will be greatly rewarded."&nbsp; The woman said in a booming voice as her soldiers bowed before her in respect.&nbsp; This was a war and there were always spoils of war to be divided amongst the fighters.<br><br>"Neria, once again you have proven yourself to be invaluable.&nbsp; For your reward I will allow you to have one of the slaves as your own."&nbsp; The girl blinked slightly before bowing her head to thank the queen.&nbsp; This wasn't what she had been expecting for the day.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Land of the Amazons</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Rose</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 04:59:00</strong>
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				Jason landed on the beach with a grin on his face, he had known of this island that held a tribe of woman that lived on their own and killed hundred of males that crashed here, only a female survived that was able to tell the entire story. Now his special ops team was sent to capture the woman and take them back into the states to stand trial and be sent to prison. The thought of amazons still on this lifetime sent shivers down his spine, he looked at his partner&nbsp; and his small army.<br><br>He looked around and shrugged, this was too quiet. He advanced a little bit and was greeted by a arrow that hit the throat of one of his team mates.&nbsp; His team quickly assumed position to cover themselves but it was difficult being in a deserted beach right in front of a place where woman with bows and arrows were hiding. Another arrow flew by and hit the chest of one of his partners, “FUCK….”. He looked around and tried to spot where the arrow came from but he could not do anything and slowly but surely his entire team was picked apart and killed one by one.<br><br>It was just his two partners and him left, that was when the amazons revealed themselves. Each of them having bow and arrow pointing at them, they were surrounded and could not do anything about it. He dropped the weapon and raised his hands when he saw a woman step in front of him and threw him a sword. He sucked at sword fighting but if this woman wanted a fight he would not deny it. Grabbing the sword he launched a attack to only be met by her blade, she slided her feet and took him down to the ground pointing the blade to his neck. That was it, they were defeated and they could not do anything about it.<br><br>The amazons approached them and stripped them naked and tied their hands to their cocks wich lead to the other cock and their hands so if one hesitated to walk all three cocks would be pulled and all three would be in pain. They were taken into a small village and made to kneel as the woman tied their hands behind their backs but kept their cocks tied to each other just in case. He groaned feeling the blood staying on his cock as he looked down, he knew that humiliation was part of warfare against prisoners so he would just stay quiet.<br><br>Jason was a big man, standing over six feet tall and with over 220 pounds of pure muscle. His cock was at least seven inches long and very wide enough to keep any woman happy. He was quite proud of his cock but right now he was in pain and his future depended on the leader of these people. She heard the woman talking and he shrugged, if he was picked he would be alive but be forced to please this woman, if he wasn’t chosen he would most likely be killed. He took a deep breath as he and his two friends looked down waiting for the decision.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Land of the Amazons</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Letrie</strong> on <strong>16-04-2011, 08:55:32</strong>
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				This was a rare prize but she knew she would have to be careful about her selection.&nbsp; The amazons were still firm believers in the ancient gods and whoever was not chosen would be sacrificed to the gods in order to thank them for protecting their land and aiding them in battle.&nbsp; This was a land that seemed to be frozen in the time of ancient Greece though what they lacked in technology they more then made up for in their ancient customs and tactics that had been perfected over thousands of years.&nbsp; <br><br>Walking in front of the three men she paced back and forth as she examined them closely to see if they had any noticeable defects or anything that would anger her later on.&nbsp; They all seemed to be in shape an in their prime so she went in for a closer look as if she was inspecting an animal.&nbsp; Around her some of the other women were giggling or whispering about the men laughing at the sight of them tied up like this.&nbsp; Whoever was chosen would not lead an easy life as they would constantly be under watch and be enjoyed or humiliated for the amazon's pleasure.&nbsp; This was not a society that believed in coddling or kindness and if the chosen man couldn't live up to the job and please her then she would not hesitate to kill him.&nbsp; <br><br>Finally she came to a stop in front of the man who had tried attacking her with a sword earlier.&nbsp; He had been slow to react and she had disarmed him easily but there was a spark there that interested her.&nbsp; Leaning down she grabbed his chin in her hand and twisted his head left and right so she could get a better look at him.&nbsp; He had a strong build and easily towered over her five foot six frame which would make it all the more fun leading him around the camp.&nbsp; Not to mention the fact that he was obviously very well endowed and Neria was already thinking of all the fun she could have with him.&nbsp; The others did not catch her eye as this one did and turning around she announced her decision.&nbsp; "I will take this one."&nbsp; Neria said calmly as she pointed to the man.<br><br>The Queen nodded in affirmation and the binds holding the three together were cut up so they could be separated.&nbsp; The other two men were taken away to be dealt with as Neria grabbed onto the ties on his hands and pulled him out of the temple and towards the clearing so she could have some privacy to learn about her new slave.&nbsp; "You did a foolish thing coming onto our lands and now you will pay for it."&nbsp; Neria said as she came to a stop and turned to face him.&nbsp; "You will be my slave until the day that you die and if you displease me in any way I will not hesitate to punish you.&nbsp; So tell me slave, what is your name?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Land of the Amazons</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Rose</strong> on <strong>16-04-2011, 09:43:02</strong>
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				He looked up as she was walking around but one of the Amazon woman forced his head to look to the ground. These woman were a group of power hungry vixens who only sought into becoming better by their own set of religion and believes. Being born a male did not grabbed a good advantage against this woman. He felt a set of cold fingers on his chin as the woman moved his head from side to side as if she was inspecting some animal. Finally when the woman spoke up his heart froze, he could had preferred being killed by this woman and maybe then he could be happy but now he would be forced to be this woman's slave for the rest of his life.<br><br>When the ropes were cut he tried to reach for his men but they quickly put him down on his knees. He knew one thing, they died with pride. Standing up he walked with her outside and looked at her, "I am first Sargent Jason Anzaker, I demand to be treated with some respect. Who do you think you are treating us like we are some sort of animal. We came here to take you into the states to give you a life but you attacked us". He decided to just shut up before he said anything more than what he needed to say.<br><br>He could easily take her down if his feet were not tied as well, he could only walk with how he was tied let alone punch or drive a knee to the stomach of the woman. He looked down at her and sighed, "What will you do to my friends, what will you do to my partners". He knew very well they would most likely be killed so when the news came back he just looked down. A rescue mission would be put together soon enough, he just needed to survive until then, he just needed to hang on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Land of the Amazons</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Letrie</strong> on <strong>22-04-2011, 09:20:39</strong>
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				"Demand to be treated with respect?"&nbsp; Neria parroted with a mild hint of amusement.&nbsp; Men did not demand anything on this island though they did often plead for mercy when they realized just what was likely to happen to them.&nbsp; It seemed that this man had yet to learn just how their society functioned and that he was lower then a dog in their eyes and only provided one real use.&nbsp; "I think I am the woman who led the defeat of your troops and captured you."&nbsp; Neria's voice never rose in anger though she was displaying a small grin on her features.&nbsp; This Jason Anzaker would be in for a very rude awakening soon enough once he learned that it was not his place to question but simply to accept.<br><br>"Give us a life?&nbsp; We already have lives here and live them quite well until invaders like you decide to take our home for yourselves."&nbsp; Now there was a quick flash of anger behind her eyes as she poked him hard in the center of his chest.&nbsp; There history was full of tales of men trying to take their home away from them.&nbsp; This island was all they had ever known and ever wanted yet foreigners would insist that they were doing what was best for the amazons even if it was their own interests they were looking out for.&nbsp; No foreigner could be trusted because they were all liars and cheats.<br><br>This man was not meek by any means but that was exactly what she was looking forward to.&nbsp; There was no joy in hunting a broken animal when the wild ones provided such an exhilarating chase.&nbsp; "Your companions will be sacrificed to the gods when the sun rises three more times.&nbsp; If you do not wish to have a fate worse then theirs I would advise you to watch yourself."&nbsp; There was an edge of warning in her voice showing that she meant every word of what she said.&nbsp; When it came to torture they were quite adept in their methods and were always ready to test out new ways to deal with defiant men.<br><br>Turning around she motioned for him to follow her as she made her way down towards the center of the village and into one of the huts off to the right.&nbsp; Inside was an older woman bent over a table covered in animals skins working diligently on what seemed to be a belt.&nbsp; Neria greeted the older woman who replied in kind before turning her attention back to the man.&nbsp; "You are a slave now and will need the proper attire of one.&nbsp; It will be worn at all times or else the others will see you as an intruder in our village and will tear you limb from limb."&nbsp; Slave attire worked to mark him but also keep him protected somewhat from Amazons who had not seen him before.&nbsp; The old woman started picking through the hides and furs around here looking for the appropriate bindings.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Land of the Amazons</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Rose</strong> on <strong>23-04-2011, 21:04:52</strong>
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				Jason looked at the woman talking to him like he was some sort of animal and he could not help it but laugh. The woman escorted him to a hut and he was made to go on his knees in front of the old lady. She was doing something with some animal skins and what not. Hearing the woman became all clear, most likely something to wear when around then, he would be glad to wear anything that is given to cover his nakedness. <br><br>Sexual torture would most likely be used against him and he knew it. With a deep breath he tried his best to get out of his bindings without making too much movement so that the woman would notice. The ropes were tight and it dug into his skin. He sighed knowing that he could not get out at all. Being at the mercy of this woman meant he had to play along for now, once she made a mistake he could run the hell away from this place and swim if he had to to the other island.<br><br>Taking a deep breath he looked at the old lady and shrugged, “Some clothes would be fine, thank you”. He had no idea if it was a piece of clothing that they had planned on giving him, however it was more of a question to make sure it was clothes. Taking a deep breath he looked at them as he tried to get out still but the ropes would not let him. <br>(Sorry it took so long, I did not knew you posted)<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Land of the Amazons</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Letrie</strong> on <strong>02-05-2011, 04:13:35</strong>
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				Neria exchanged a gaze with the other woman at the audacity of his request.&nbsp; The old woman gave a low chuckle that seemed to rumble deep in her throat and shake the land around them.&nbsp; They were not a people who often wore clothes and saw them as a form of shelter instead of a fashion statement.&nbsp; In the warm months it wasn't uncommon to have the vast majority running around naked letting the sun bath their skin in golden rays.&nbsp; Clothing was only ever worn for protection in battle or against nature.<br><br>"I'm sure they would but you won't be getting any."&nbsp; Neria said simply as reached over on the table and picked out a thin strip of black leather that had been treated and dried.&nbsp; Turning it over in her hands she seemed satisfied by the quality of the material before turning back to the man.&nbsp; He was still bound and on his knees just as all men should be on their land.&nbsp; Reaching for the top of his head she ran her fingers through his hair before getting a tight grip and pulling his neck back to a painful angle while still holding onto his hair.&nbsp; "This will be all the clothing you will have."&nbsp; She held up the thin strip of leather so that he could see just what she was talking about.&nbsp; "It is a collar that all slaves wear and will mark you for what you are."&nbsp; Grinning, she let go of his head before placing the collar around his neck and making sure it was tied good and tight.<br><br>Stepping back, she took a moment to observe her work as the old woman nodded her head in approval.&nbsp; "I would not think of taking it off if I were you.&nbsp; The punishment would be harsh and any slave found without a collar will be tortured."&nbsp; There had been many who thought that they could simply remove the symbol of their binding with no recourse of action but they soon found just how dangerous it was to walk this land without a collar.&nbsp; Turning to the woman, Neria bowed in thanks before grabbing onto the collar and pulling Jason with her to leave the hut.<br><br>"You have to be cleaned and taken to the slaves quarters.&nbsp; You smell like a foul beast."&nbsp; The woman said over her shoulder as she gave him a sneer.&nbsp; Jason was larger then her but Amazons were trained in fighting since they could walk and her smaller frame hid the strength of her body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Land of the Amazons</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Rose</strong> on <strong>02-05-2011, 04:33:23</strong>
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				He groaned once he saw what the old lady was working on, a damn collar. Taking a deep breath he groaned as his hair was harshly picked and the collar was strapped on his neck. It felt very tight and most likely difficult to get used to. He wondered what the punishment would be for him taking the collar out of his neck, he was sure that this amazons did not had the technology to truly torture a person. However some basic stuff could be easily done with things that were found in nature and he had a big bullseye between his legs. Looking down he groaned once the collar was pushed and he was forced to stand up and follow her.<br><br>He did smelled and he knew it quite well, after all he worked up a sweat while being on the planes back. Taking a deep breath he knew that he had no choice in the matter, he would be used again and again by this woman and he would never return to his house. He followed the woman as his leash was not allowing him to run away and the fact that he was tied would prove to be a hindrance, he would wait for him to be let out to cash in on that mistake and make his way out of there even if it costs his life, he was not going to be a prisoner to this woman at all.
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