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The Amazon Journals Ep. 01

By: JasperMan



CAST

Adrienne Wilkinson – Eve
Tsianina Joelson –Varia
Ingrid Park – Serita
Julie Strain – Daphmina
Amy Smart – Aimee
Kristin Davis – Sonya
Emily Perkins – Constance
Reese Fairchild – Cyane
Chrissy Masey – Chrissy
Alissa Wilkins – Alissa

INTRODUCTION FROM THE AUTHOR, J. JASPER MARTIN...

 The story you are about to read is made completely of my own imagination, and that of the inspiring fans, and more over, the wondrous ideas given by the radiant Alissa Wilkins. Whom I have named to be my co-writer for "The Amazon Journals." 

 This story and those that fallow in the dubbed to be "The Amazon Journals", are the adventurous sexual explorations of Eve during her time among the Amazon nation in which was under the rulership of the Amazon Queen, Varia. I have named actresses to play these parts. The women named as actresses for the chosen characters, in no way have ever had anything to do with these stories. There for I submit that this is complete and utter fiction, and any names of fake or real persons to have ever had anything close in their lives to do with these events, take heed. It is by far a coincidence. That said... enjoy this work of fiction brought to you by J. Jasper Martin and Alissa Wilkins. Thank you.

I.

"Rhea bathed her dark beautiful skin in the cool sparkling water of the pond. My sex going mad with heat as I watched my sister Amazon in all of her Glory. I just could not blame Joxer for spying on us that day which passed almost by a whole month since."

Eve let out a slight squeal as her felt herself near the edge of her orgasm as she read the story of a royal orgy in the Amazon history.

"I was taken back when Rhea had began to touch herself in the same place my hand had went. She never struck me as the girl brave enough to do so. But as I live and breath, her hand was below and working into her sex with a fast and frantic fury. The vigorous way she pumped her fingers into herself gave me the expression that she hadn't had this kind of pleasure before. All so new, she just had to bath herself in it." 

" 'ERIS!' I heard a stern voice say my name, and I looked back to see my Queen, Cyane had caught me pleasuring myself while watching Rhea. 'You depraved harlot!' my queen had called me. 'Rhea, get up here.' She had called her."

"Oh." Eve groaned, feeling herself all over her small body. Her hands taking in her soft delicious breasts, squeezing and pulling at the nipples as she read on.

"I was scared out of my mind, mortified that my Amazon sister Rhea knew that I was touching myself inappropriately while she bathed. I stood there waiting for something to happen but only found Rhea and Cyane laughing with one another, thoughts running through my embarrassed mind over what they would say or do. 'Eris'. Rhea said my name as she came up to me. 'You've done something really bad, really naughty.' She was laughing at me. 'You must be punished.' My eyes rested on her in fear as Cyane came face to face with me. 'That's right Eris, you've broken a sacred Amazon law.' She and Rhea began laughing harder at me. 'Thou shalt not pleasure thine own self.' ..."

"Oh Gods!" Eve was breathing harder again, arching her womb up into the air as she pumped her fingers deeper and deeper into herself. "Oh Gods, oh gods!" she was squealing hard with her fingers pumping faster and faster.

"EVE!!!" Varia's voice cried out. 

Eve was near her point of orgasm when her new mistress Varia had walked in on her. Frightening her to a halt, leaving her as she was, fingers in her pussy and scared look in her eyes. 

"One is forbidden to please her own self, you whore!" Varia's stern and dominating voice echoed through Eve's mind. 

"For this abomination onto our ways you've just committed," Varia grasped Eve by her hair and pulled her hard to her feat. "You will be punished, severely!"

* * * * *

Varia escorted Eve into a large room she had appeared in once before, when the tribe was dead set on ending her life. 

A large group sat before her on small sacks used like chairs. They were women that Eve had come to recognize over the short few days she had been in this tribe. The blonde haired young one, Cyane, far too young to be so old in mind and spirit. She had this smirk curving into the right of her cheek upon seeing Eve brought into the room.

Another woman on the council that sat before Eve was Daphmina. A dark haired warrior. Tall and powerful, big all over, near her middle age. Though she was thin, her muscles were there to show their might to any who made the question.

To the left of Daphmina was Serita. A firy red head... beautiful for any age, even reaching her fortieth year. Her lips were full and almost as red as the face make up. Her bosoms pushed through her top, heaving with every breath she took. She had the curves that caused a compulsive itch inside Eve's sex. Her eyes stared lustfully up and down Eve's slim and short and sexy form. Giving a deep soul kiss to Eve from afar.

Constance sat on Cyane's right. She was eighteen years of age, as Eve had come to learn, but she looked no older than that of a thirteen year old child. When Eve found herself having fantasies about this young girl for the first time, she felt a pang of guilt, even knowing her real age. Her long brunette hair fell down to her backside, adding on even more of her young child like persona. She really impressed eve the night they first met when the warrior woman found out that this young child like was by far the youngest girl to ever be let into the Amazon council. Her face made many think of her as a dunce, but when her mouth opened up and words formed themselves, she would bring philosophers to their knees. 

With her arm around the brunette, Constance, was the other blonde of the group Aimee. A goddess like beauty shined through her bright eyes that seemed to sparkle. Her blonde hair waving down like angels hair past her shoulders. Her lips brought on a breath taking imagination of kiss when looking at them. She would at times press those wonderful lips against Constance's neck or cheek before looking back at Eve. Her small but tasteful breast pressed up against her lovers shoulder blade.

One seat was missing a body. The council member that Eve had become acquainted with just the day before. Eve felt a slight sadness that she wasn't here today. As far as she figured, the young Amazon was on a mission of peace, seeing as she was the peace keeper of the Amazon nations. 

I miss Chrissy already. Eve thought.

The tall woman on the far left of the Amazon's was Sonya. The Greek/Russian Amazon from the north. Her jaw set strong and straight... Her body tight and slim, shinning in the light with its slight tan. Her light brown hair falling to just above her shoulders, curling all over. Eve had the good fortune, much earlier in the few days she'd been here, to experience the insatiable tongue lashings this woman gave.

Varia left Eve in the middle of the room as she went to sit cross legged in the Queen's seat. Her milky thighs bringing a rush of heat to Eve's face as she laid her eyes upon them. The Amazon Queen of this tribe kept her eyes sternly on the nervous and near trembling Eve.

"What crime, my Queen..." Cyane spoke from beside her Queen. "... Has this young Roman bitch committed this time?"

"She has committed a very serious injustice to us all, sisters." Varia glared at Eve before letting her eyes look from one side to the other at her Amazon sisters. "She dared to let her juices be spread without so much as offering them to her sisters."

"You selfish little bitch." Aimee scowled Eve. 

Serita's eyes moved to a glare. "You come to us, asking our love and forgiveness, and you do not even have the respect to share your juices with any one but your greedy little self."

"You should be ashamed of yourself, you self absorbed harlot!" Constance pointed her finger accusingly at Eve.

"This little tramp must be punished." Daphmina snarled.

Sonya whispered words that Eve could not hear into Serita's ear. Brining a sadistic grin to the woman's sexy lips. Serita leaned over to Daphmina and seemed to share the words that were given to her. Daphmina did the same into Varia's ear, bringing a soft snort of a laugh from the Queen, who in tern share the words with Cyane, who passed them to Constance. A giggling Constance whispered the same to Aimee who laughingly almost whispered the same to no body, catching herself almost forgetting that Chrissy wasn't around today. 

"Well, you selfish little whore." Varia spoke. "We've decided on a punishment for you, but remember. You try to get out of it, and we will add more and more."

"We should make her bark like a little doggy." Constance cooed as Aimee's lips pressed against her bare shoulder. 

"What is with you and people barking, Constance?" Sonya asked.

"I find it amusing." She commented.

Serita stood up and began walking towards Eve, looking over her shoulder at the others in the council. "I have a wonderful idea."

Leaning in close to Eve's ear she whispered to the woman. "Tell me something, dear. What is it you are the most reluctant to do?"

"Why should I tell you?" Eve asked.

"Because..." Serita's hand grasped Eve's tight little round buttocks. "... the punishment will be grave and dear if you don't. Be sure to answer me honestly too."

Eve remained silent and would not speak until Varia rose from her throne and ordered Eve to answer the woman's question.

"Being... being watch by..." Eve looked down in sorrow. "Being watched by other women." She covered her face with her hands. Feeling Serita release her soft buttocks as the red head moved back to her place in the council.

"I say..." she said. "Have her strip her cloths from her body, right where she stands. For, of course, our amusement."

"I like that." Constance giggled as Aimee nibbled her ear.

"Me too." Daphmina said.

"Yeah!" Sonya jeered.

Eve stood there holding herself, clothed in her average attire with her red pants clinging to her thighs, causing a slight discomfort in her sexual state. Her body closer to a shiver as she cowered in the lustful eyes of the circle of Amazon's. She could feel their heat burning through her entire body as her eyes wondered from one to the other.

"You've heard them." Varia said. "STRIP YOU WHORE!" She yelled out to Eve, causing the dark haired beauty to jump in her place.

"Oooooh!" Aimee moaned. "Make her do that again when she's done stripping."

"You'd better do as she says, LIVIA." Serita coxed the young girl. "You can save yourself a lot of punishment if you do."

"Please,..." Eve choked. "Don't make me do this. Don't make me take off my cloths right here. Right in front of you all." 

"Tie her up,..." Serita spoke softly into Varia's ear. "Tie her up and let me strip her. She obviously will deserve all the punishment we can dish out."

"Perhaps you're right, Serita." Varia agreed. Varia then snapped her fingers at two of the council members. 

Daphmina and Sonya rose from their places and stood before Constance and Aimee, who both lifted their legs in the air. Constance's yellow stalkings pulled from her legs by Sonya, while Daphmina pulled Aimee's green, foul skinned panties off. Then Sonya and Daphmina moved over to Eve, smirking at the fear in the young girls eyes as they snapped the panties and stalkings like belts before grasping Eve and tying her hands behind her back with the panties. One of the yelled stalkings tied around her neck, softly, but firm enough to use like a leash. The other stalking was tied over her eyes, wrapped around twice to ensure darkness into her eyes. 

"Please?" Eve pleaded with a low whine. "Don't do this. Don't take my cloths off right here. I cannot do this!" She was trying a sob.

"Hush up, you trollop." Varia said as she nodded for Sonya to begin. "Remove her top first and then stop and wait for my further orders."

"Yes, my Queen." She obeyed. Eve sobbing silently as she felt Sonya's knuckled touching her flesh above her breast, just under the fabric of her top. "Stop crying, Livia. You know you enjoy this as much as I do." Sonya jeered as she made a quick rip at Eve's top. Bringing a lustful gasp from the women of the council as her breast bounced out of the fabric. Her nipples hard already as they could well see. Serita sitting in her place with her hands squeezing hard against the fabric of her seat while her tongue seductively wet her lips.

"Oh!" Constance moaned. "She is so beautiful my queen."

"You want her my child?" Varia asked. Bringing a curious thought to Eve's mind that passed as quickly as it came.

"Ooooh, yes I do mo,... my Queen." She wiggled up from her seat to her Queen, staring lustfully at Eve.

"You shall have her shortly, my sweet." Varia gave a quick kiss to the young girls lips. Constance moved back to her seat, staring at Eve with an almost impatient stare.

"Hard to believe she is only eighteen, my queen." Cyane commented as her eyes locked on the brunette child like.

"Indeed it is." Varia looked from the young girl and then back to Eve. "Tell me something, Eve. Livia... are you truthfully embarrassed to be seen by us? Are you so shy?"

Eve nodded slowly, her eyes straining to catch any bit of light from beyond the blind fold that covered them. Feeling a little twinge of guilt at that lie. She was shy and embarrassed, but not as much as she was putting herself out to be. In fact, she felt herself growing wet in her sex as felt the cool air breeze cross her breast, and at the feeling of knowing all of those piercing eyes were on her body, lusting after her flesh.

With a loud cry from Eve, she felt a pair of hands grasping around her waist and yanking her red pants down to her ankles exposing her thin patch of dark pubic mound to the entire room of women with drooling mouths.

"Mmmmm." Eve recognized the moan next to her to belong to Varia. She knew then that it was Varia who pulled her pants to her ankles. "I may have had my lick at this tasty little box of yours, but it defiantly looks even more delicious today, wouldn't you agree, Constance?"

Constance seemed to wiggle and fidget more and more in her seat as her eyes devoured Eve's naked body from head to toe. Drinking Eve's naked flesh into her mind more and more as her pussy began to ache for attention. Aimee knowing Varia's nod to mean not to give Constance any release at this particular moment.

"Please stop this?" Eve begged. "I didn't know that law. I'm so sorry... forgive me... just stop this, please, stop." 

"You should have thought with better judgment." Varia whispered coldly into Eve's ear. "Little sluts like you are the reason the law was made... besides, if everyone knew this law, we wouldn't be having all this fun, now would we?... oh..." Varia giggled. "I almost forgot. I owe little Constance there something she wanted to see."

Eve yelped and jumped with a start as she felt Varia's hand make a nice firm swat on her naked backside. Bringing a little sting with the connect. 

The council burst into a loud round of laughter, while Constance let out a gasping moan as got to see those juicy tits of Eve's bounce naked this time. Her pussy growing as wet as Eve's as to show her enjoyment for that show.

Eve's face went crimson red with blush as she heard the laughter rise from the council. Feeling herself weaken with humiliation as their laughter echoed through her ears. Her naked backside with a red hand print from Varia. 

"You shouldn't let yourself grown too embarrassed right now, Eve." Varia said. "It's getting worse for you soon. This is nothing at all... Livia!"

A slight tear leaving Eve's eye caused Varia too laugh and make her voice into that of a giddy child's while she teased her. "Is little Evie going to cry?... is little Livia sad standing here with her bare bottom all red? ... bad girl... you shouldn't cry... you bad little girl. Don't make auntie Varia spank you again."

Eve sniffled as another tear escaped in her humiliation. "Oh!" Varia mocked her. "Looks like our little Livie needs another spanking on her cute little bottom."

"No!" Eve squealed in horror.

"Don't you talk back to me you little strumpet!" Varia glared at Eve before her hand made a nice hard, not so painful swat on Eve's backside.

"You are a dirty little girl, Livia!" She teased into Eve's ear. "You need to be punished for being such a dirty tramp... (Smack) ... you slut... (smack) ... how dare you pleasure yourself (smack) without asking anybody if they wanted (smack) some."

"Stop! Please!" Eve cried out. 

The other Amazon's were laughing at her humiliation. "Look at her face!" Aimee was laughing hard while holding her stomach while almost rolling on the floor. 

Constance would have joined in, but her eyes were drawn to Eve's breast. The way they looked when the bounced in the air as she jump with each swat Varia's hand landed against her bare arse. Even in her embarrassment, Eve could feel her thighs getting even more and more wetter with every sharp crack she felt land against her bottom. This, though humiliating, was indeed becoming a very big turn on for Eve.

"You shouldn't have made us tie you up for being such a prudish bitch." Varia snarled into Eve's ear. "I know you, Livia. I know you like this... you used to do it to my mother a long time ago... You did it to many Amazons. Now its your day to pay the debt."

Eve only wondered for a moment as to who Varia's mother way, but the thought was broken by a hand on the back of her neck, forcing her down to her knees.

"Look at her." Serita stood and walked next to the young blind folded woman. "She's a perfect little pet for us."

Varia looked to Aimee and made a 'come-here' motion with her head. The young blonde Amazon leaping to her feet at a chance to please her Queen, Varia. She walked slowly over to the Amazon Queen and knelt before her.

Varia leaned down and whispered something in the blondes ear, bringing a slight giggled from behind her lips. 

Eve could scarcely hear what was being said, but something about sugar, blanket, feet, fruit, and something that sounded like ice. She heard more laughing, actually more like a cackle from Serita as Varia whispered what she was having Aimee do in a moment.

"While Aimee is away doing that." Varia spoke to her council. "I believe that it's time to have some fun with our little slave... so dearest." She said to Constance. "Come closer."

The women of the council rose from their places and crept closer to Eve. They reveled in her nervous shivers as she knelt in the middle of the room, her butt in the air as Varia commanded. 

Eve squealed when she felt two fingers pinch at some sensitive skin on her backside. Pumping forward as she felt three separate hands smack at her butt playfully. She felt something soothing her body, but making the heat rise inside. It was a pair of tiny hands feeling and massaging her breast. 

She began to let out small moans as she felt tongues, lips, and fingers exploring her body in various areas. Teasing her flesh with their wicked wanton hands and mouths, the Amazon women took into their enjoyment of her torture. 

Eve groaned softly as she felt what had to be two fingers from one persons small hand and another long middle finger from another woman's hand entering her pussy from behind, as a pair of hot glowing lips suckled at her left nipple. The tiny hand was still fondling her right breast as the lips sucked and tugged at the nipple of her left breast. 

She gasped allowed when she felt teeth sinking firmly, but in a gentle sense, into the flesh of her bare backside. The full lips making little kisses after every nibble the teeth make. A firm hand was massaging the other bum cheek while sticking a finger into Eve's back hole, a place nothing had ever been before. Yikes! Right then, she knew it had to be Daphmina.


The Amazon Journals Ep. 01



Judging by the lips that pressed themselves against hers, familiar of course. They belonged to the blonde Cyane. Her tongue escaping Eve's lips and stealing away down her mouth. Cyane was passionately sucking Eve's lips against her own.

Constance placed herself below Eve in a 69 position. Her tongue reaching up into the woman's wet pussy, creeping inside the warm hot folds, sending Eve into a whimpering frenzy with the abuse the women were giving her. She let out a louder squeal when she felt a large object make entrance into her snatch... while two firm hands grasped her hips and forced it further inside. Eve knew right then and there of what was inside of her while a tiny but satisfying tongue played with her clit. It was something much like the phallus she had shared with her long ago lover Alissa. How this large apparatus inside of her made her belly ache with the missing of Alissa. 

"Everybody stop!" Varia's voice commanded.

"Noooooo!" Eve whined as the large tool was pulled from her wet and horny pussy. Adding to her punishment in a level she could not stand. 

"Shut up, Roman whore!" Varia snapped at the girl.

"Why must we stop?" Constance complained. "We were having so much fun with her."

"Because..." Varia purred into the young girls face. "I have something special in mind for her punishment to come. Aimee, come in now."

Aimee walked into the room of the great council with a cart in the door way full of many items that brought a sadistic grin to Serita's face. 

The cart had fruits, sugar, sauces. It had a blanket below. There was a bowl filled with snow and alone with everything else, there was tiny little nine tail whip.

"I never mentioned anything about needing a whip." Varia said, bringing a gasp and tremble from Eve, causing a loud round of laughter and cackles from the Amazons.

"I thought my Queen would enjoy her guest having a little something special with her meal tonight." Aimee answered to her Queen.

"See that ladies, Aimee's smart." Varia cackled as she wrapped her arms around the blonde and pulled her close into a warm wet kiss to be shared between the two lovers. A slight jealous look appearing on Constance's face at the scene. 

Disengaging herself from the passionate kiss with Aimee, Varia looked down at Eve, then to Sonya. "Remove her blindfold, I want her to let her eyes savor what gifts I have ordered for her's and our pleasure tonight."

Eve felt a wash of relief flush over her when she felt Sonya's hands begin to until the knot that held her blind fold in place. Her eyes giving thanks to the light of the room as she looked around with little spots of bright colorful lights flashed in her eye pupils. 

When she finally got the bright colors to simmer down so that she may take in the room. She was taken by surprise with all those beautiful faces staring down at her short, tiny, and slim but radiant body. She felt herself wash over with another surprise as she noticed that they had all undressed themselves, probably before engaging in their teasing touches to her body, which left her in dire need of sexual release. She looked towards Varia who stood next to the cart they spoke of... her eyes widening with fear when she spotted the nine tailed whip.

"Please... don't hurt me." She whimpered softly as a child would.

The Amazon's around her cackling and laughing at her innocent plead of mercy, which they knew would not be answered.

"Constance..." Varia ordered the girl, motioning for her to come close for her to whisper something into her ear. 

"Yes, My Queen." Constance obeyed.

"Yes, my what?" Varia pulled the girl back to her.

"Alright..." She rolled her eyes with a large smile, "Yes mommy." She giggled, then pecked Varia on the lips with a kiss before kneeling to the cart to do whatever Varia ordered her to do.

Varia saw the questioning look in Eve's eyes and merely laughed... "Yes,... though I'm not old enough to have an eighteen year old child. I could still have adopted one I found in a an old village once." 

Eve found herself staring at the kneeling child like girl, who gathered a bowl with a sauce that looked to be made from fruit, and a bowl with sugar inside of it. She admired the young girl, and began thinking about what was said. If she girl were maybe eleven or twelve years of age, she would have been young enough to have been Varia's. Eve couldn't help but wonder if Varia and this girl ever actually touched one another like she did with her own mother Xena. 

"Oooooh!" Serita moaned, bringing Eve's attention back to the scene. Eve stared as Constance smeared the fruit sauce in a thin straight line from the top of Serita's thigh, down to her toes, skillfully. She's done that before Eve thought as she watch the girl even more skillfully, like a cook one might say, sprinkle the sugar into the straight line of sauce.

Before rising from her knees, Constance made a slow lick through Serita's pussy lips. Causing a shiver to arise from the woman's body. "Naughty girl." Serita chuckled as she gave the girl a kiss on the lips before letting her walk away.

Eve looked around the room, watching the staring eyes lock onto hers. Varia's arms crossing her naked chest while her foot began tapping the ground. Her face looked onto Eve with a stern glare.

"Don't you fucking make me tell you what we want to watch you do!" She scowled at the dark haired Eve.

Eve was taken back by the way Varia scowled at her. She of course did have an idea, but was very afraid to be wrong... but she saw no other alternative but to risk it.

Her face moved in close to Serita's leg, her tongue lovingly extending outward towards Serita's flesh to take in the fruit sauces that streaked the woman's thigh to her toes.

Eve's tongue lapped a little patch of the sauce away from Serita's flesh before closing her lips to savor the taste. Her lips then moved slowly but directly down to Serita's toes, sucking them in to take up all of the fruit sauce that rest on them. Moaning as she began to suckle each toe one by one. Making the slowly seductive suckle and then lavishing a kisses on them before running her tongue over them, then to kiss em again.

"She's REALLY good at this." Serita moaned as she felt Eve's lips and tongue trail the straight line of fruit sauce mixed with sugar up the red heads ankle, followed by her shin to calves. 

"Oh!" She groaned. "She's going to make me cum this way." Serita had always been known by how easily she could achieve orgasm. Just by looking and concentrating on her lovers sex long enough, she could make herself convulse in a small orgasm. So this was no surprise to the Amazons, but a big surprise to Eve.

"Higher!" She squealed. "Oh Gods! Go Higher, Livia."... "ouch!" She cried out at she felt Eve's teeth bite into her flesh. "Oooooh, you nasty little bitch."

Eve found herself becoming hypnotized by the movements in Serita's hips. The woman was thrusting herself into something that wasn't even there. Her whole body swallowing in the pleasure that Eve's tongue brought on over the lapping of the fruit sauces.

"YES!" She was crying out as she struggled to let Eve continue further up her thighs with her snacking on the delicious fruit.

"LIVIA!!!!" Serita cried out as her orgasm shoot through her body, rocking her every which way with satisfied lust convulsing through her.

She fell to the ground in a gasping heap, moaning softly while a large smile on her face as she roamed her hands over her naked flesh. Her breasts heavy high in the air. Her breath ragged in unison of the giggles that echoed through the chamber as the Amazons watched their sex hungry sister take in a dumb smile, as if she'd seen the faces of the Gods.

"Now, Eve..." Varia looked around and scoffed. "I'm not sure we can call that a punishment, seeing as you enjoyed it."

Eve's head lowered and her eyes stared down on the floor in sadness. Wiping a tear from her eye with her little hand as she kept her head lowered.

Placing her finger under Eve's chin and lifting her face up to her face. "Oh darling, what's the matter?"

In a whisper Eve reached her lips to Varia's ears to speak. "My pussy itches." 

Varia slapped her across the face, catching her wide eyed. "Don't you dare whisper to me. You will speak up for all of my sisters to hear you."

"My... m-my..." Eve was unable to make the words form from her lips unto the women who stood and giggled and chuckled. "My... pussy itches." She mumbled the world.

"SPEAK UP!!!" Varia shouted.

"MY PUSSY ITCHES!!!" Eve cried out, bringing a series of laughter and cackles from the Amazon's who stood around in audience. 

Her eyes filled with tears and anger as they glared up at Varia. Her humiliation surging through her body, bringing the hard feeling of sorrow inside. Within this sorrow, she was also feeling exquisitely turn on. 

Varia walked over to her throne and called over shoulder out to Eve. "Hey, Livia, shake that ass over here."

Eve didn't want to move, but something compelled her to move over to the Amazon Queen, reluctantly.

"STOP!" Varia called out when Eve was right at the bottom of Varia's throne. Varia then looked at the young girl.

"On your knees..." she ordered.

With her hands still bound behind her in back, Eve managed to kneel again before the throne of the Amazon Queen. Staring her angry eyes into those of the woman who commanded her sexual torment.

"Constance." Varia called to her adopted daughter. "Give Livia a little taste of her pussy pie for me, baby."

Pushing Eve lower to where her bum was once again in the air, Constance landed a couple of swats on her new playthings buttocks before pushing her small fingers into the squealing girls pussy.

"Oooooh!" Eve moaned as she felt those tiny fingers penetrated her hot, wet pussy from behind her up in the air, ass.

"Yes..." Varia groaned as her own fingers found entrance to her pussy while watching the nasty scene of her daughter finger fucking her slave. "Pump those tiny fingers in her cunt for mommy, dear."

Constance lowered her head down to Eve's buttocks and let her lips plant soothing kisses over the small woman's cheeks. Her tongue extending itself over her tender reddened flesh, slowly lapping up the small welts as her fingers drove in and out of Eve's pussy. 

"Don't stop." Eve found herself moaning. "Please keep doing that... Please don't stop... please don't stop... don't stop... don't... OHHH GODS!"

Eve was pushing back into Constance's fingers, trying her best to get them as deep into her wet juice dripping sex as possible. Her passion arise with the feeling of pleasure building more and more in her body. Her belly trembling inside as she felt the heat burning hotter with every in thrust made by Constance's fingers.

"Oooooh, my goodness." Serita jeered. "It looks like our Queen's slave is enjoying herself too much."

"You are right as always Serita." Varia agreed.

Eve was far too lost in her pleasure to pay any attention to the women in the room. The only person that she wanted to keep her concentration on was her lover and mistresses adopted daughter, Constance. 

"Enough, dearest." Varia said to Constance. "Let her taste her juices now, before we punish her further."

"Yes mommy." Constance looks lustfully into her step mothers eyes. 

Eve becomes irritated by the sudden withdrawal of the young girls fingers from her pussy. Only to find herself even more aroused when Constance takes hold of her hair and commands Eve to suckle her little fingers.

"Mmmmm" Eve moans as her lips close seductively over Constance's fingers, savoring her dirty pussy juices that smeared them.

"Yeah, Livia." Sonya knelt beside the two, her hands fondling at Eve's breasts. Squeezing them and bouncing them in her hands. "Suck those nasty fingers, you whore."

"ENOUGH!" Came the loud command from Varia. "Before we carry on through the night of her punishment, I am granting one cum for this slut." She stepped down to Eve who stared into her eyes. "One cum for you and only one, do you understand me Livia."

Eve nodded slowly as Varia looked to her Amazon sisters, nodding to them as a sign of what to do. Sonya rose up and she and Daphmina left the room for a short moment while Varia stood above Eve with a wicked smile on her face as she ordered Cyane to hold Eve's shoulders. Then looking down to Eve and taking the young girls chin into her hand and slowly lowering her lips down to Eve's for a sweet and tender kiss. Their lips making a fine tune in the air as their eyes remained locked onto one another.

Varia made a low moan as she tasted Eve's juices on her lips from her resent suckling off of Constance's own fingers. 

As Eve and Varia let their kiss come to an end, Sonya and Daphmina entered the room with a long, pure white, satin sheet. Cyane lifted Eve to her feet, the young girl looking from Sonya to Daphmina, her body heat rising slowly as she took to heart what they were playing to do with it.

Sonya placed her end of the satin white sheet in Serita's hands. Daphmina doing the same, giving her end to Aimee. Cyane and Constance standing left and right to Varia, watching as the two women with the sheet began to circle Eve slowly.

Eve felt her skin shiver as the sheet rubbed over her shoulders and chest, wrapping gently around her body. Her lips curved into a large smile as her flesh took to the sensual pleasurable feeling of the thin pure white satin touching her all over her body. 

"Now my sisters." Varia let out a breathless command to Sonya and Daphmina. Who obeyed by placing Eve's arms over their shoulders.

Eve's right arm over Daphmina's shoulder, as her left draped over Sonya's. The two strong women then reached down and took the light headed woman's knees, there by lifting her up into the air. Her legs forced spread apart as she allowed herself to be propped up on these women.

Aimee gave her end of the satin to her sister with a passionate kiss embrace and break. She then walked behind Eve, crouching seductively to allow Serita to give her her end of the satin again. Leaving the sheet spread out long under Eve's spread legs. 

"Now my Amazons." Varia strained to speak in her breathlessness. Her passion arising as she took in the exquisitely arousing scene before her.

Serita and Aimee winked at one another as they slowly rose the sheet up into Eve's hot throbbing sex. Letting a gust of wind enter through the opening of the chamber. Other Amazon's out side, looking in on the enchanting scene. 

Eve let out a low exotic moan as the satin began to makes it sensual wave between her legs. Seeming to breath its cool, seductively soft self into her open sex. Her head arching back as her eyes closed. Her body taking in the wonderful feeling of the very soft fabric rubbing at her lower opening, with the help of the two Amazon sisters, causing the waves to make the right movement into her. 

"Eve is so beautiful, mother." Constance whispered into Varia's ear. The Queen taking her adopted daughter close to her as her eyes tailed to her other side, locking into the eyes of the blonde Cyane. Their hands embracing as they stood and watched the exotic show before them.

"Happy birthday sweetheart." Varia kissed Constance's forehead as they watched on. "This is far from over, dearest. You will have her all to yourself by night fall."

Constance stared at Eve's body. Her blood boiling with the lust she felt for her. Much like the way she felt for Chrissy. Of course, Chrissy was far from allowing her heart to be shared with another woman. Constance hoped and prayed to her Amazon Goddess in the heavens above, that Eve would be willing to share it.

"Yessssss." Eve hissed as she felt herself build to orgasm, a long awaiting orgasm the satin was going to present to her. 

Eve's head had come back down to be throw back again into the air as the tears of happiness swelled from her eyes to fall for her smiling lips to take taste of as she squealed in delight.

Her body arching and convulsing softly as she felt the waves course through her, bringing her higher and higher into the heavens of sexual bliss. 

She opened her eyes and stared at Constance, Varia, and Cyane. Her mind reeling with the energy of sexual rush that surged through her and sparked her internal fuse. She was contempt with giving herself to every last Amazon in this room and outside of it, until she had gained their forgiveness.

Seeing as she was being pleasured by their charming use of satin sheets, she knew then and there that this would be a long and time consuming chore. A chore she'd love every waking day of her life.

The Amazon's watched with utter lustful gleams in their eyes, as Eve threw her body back and forth, her face grimacing as she found herself finally letting loose into the throws of her orgasm. Her body rocking in the arms of her new Amazon lovers as they held her up for the sheet to do its desirable work to her. 

Eve shuddered and trembled in her orgasm with one thought in her mind... the name of the only person she'd loved and left behind.

Alissa Her mind screamed in orgasmic agony.

Alissa Her heart pounded in the walls of her chest.

Alissa...

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To Continue in "T.A.J II – Constance's Gift.



The Amazon Journals Ep. 02



EPISODE 2: "Constance's Gift"

Written By: Alissa Wilkins & J. Jasper Martin

CAST

Adrienne Wilkinson – Eve
Tsianina Joelson – Varia
Emily Perkins – Constance
Julie Strain – Daphmina
Reese Fairchild – Cyane
Amy Smart – Aimee
Kirsten Johnston – Sonya
Ingrid Park – Serita
Chrissy Massey – Chrissy
Alissa Wilkins – Alissa

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NOTE FROM AUTHOR J. JASPER MARTIN…

This is a complete work of fiction. The actresses named to be taking part in this fiction of lesbian encounters, are in no way honestly having anything to do with them. 

 To those who've been reading my work, and also that of my dear friend Alissa Wilkins, we appreciate your support and hope you enjoy them more and more as they come out.

 As for what has already come to pass. Eve has just faced her first night of sexual torture brought on by the Amazon council she once sinned against by selling their sisters to slaveries of many. Constance, Varia's daughter, awaits her moment of night fall when she may receive her promised gift.

 And now… the story.

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II.

Eve's legs weak with the torment that befell them earlier this day. Her knees giving way as her joints quivered to jelly. Her tummy rumbling inside as she hang supported by Varia and the young Constance as they lead her back to her own hut in the Amazon village. Night fall had come and now she was about to complete the night of a birthday celebration… the birthday celebration of Constance.

"Down you Roman whore!" Daphmina demanded Eve as she placed her foot upon the young girls chest and pushed her onto her back.

"Careful, Daphmina." Constance sighed as she laid beside Eve, her fingers twirling through Eve's dark beautiful hair, as the birthday girl stared lustfully at her. "You don't want to damage any more goods than needs be."

Varia sat upon her throne, with her fingers running through Cyane's hair from between her legs as they Amazon's tongue worked her Queens pussy closer and closer to an intensely built up orgasm arise. The Queen lust filled eyes set upon Eve, and then to the naked and young body of her step daughter.

"What ever shall we have this little strumpet do?" Serita moaned beside Eve while resting on her knees and elbows as Sonya stood behind her with a long penis shaped object, stroking it in and out of Serita's pussy.

"Poor hot wax all over this little body…" Daphmina grasped Eve's hair. "Then beat her with leather belts until her blood runs."

The venom off of Daphmina's hard lips seeped unto the floor. The other Amazon's thinking this a little extreme, decided that not to do so. 

"No… no beatings of blood this day." Varia eyed Daphmina. "The wax however…"

Eve's eyes seeming to tremble in their sockets along with the rest of her body as Varia spoke in agreement to this little torture.

"… will be just too exciting to pass up." She teased at Eve as her hips rushed up into Cyane's face. 

"My Queen." Cyane breathed heavily between her lovers legs. "Chrissy and the Greek Amazon will be here soon. Should we not save that wonderful bit of torture for their honor?"

"Do you wish to be punished as well, Cyane?" Varia sneered jokingly at her lover who's head lay between her open thighs.

"Would a 'yes' be acceptable?" Cyane giggled in a giddy way as her lips came in a hot breathed encounter with her Queens.

"Mmmmm," Varia's hot breath moaned as her lips lost contact with Cyane's. "So many harlots, so little whips."

All Amazon's in the room, with the exception of Daphmina came to an outburst of laughter at the little slut their young Cyane had become in this short day. Thus far, they were seeing the birth of new harlots among them. 

"Get the ice." Varia ordered as her sly eyes arched in her step daughters direction. "Not the snow my love… the ice blades."

Constance jumped from her place, her lips in a large smile as she walked out of the opening in the council hut and reached up the top of it. Her body shivering with the cold touching it as she stood bare assed in the snow. Her hand reaching higher, almost causing her to fall over as she reached. Her hand seemed to grasp something and cause a snap… followed by just a moment passing when she walked back inside with an ice sickle in her hand.

"Oooooh, freezing." She trembled as she handed the ice to her Amazon sister, Daphmina and walked towards a fire.

"Well, Gods!" Varia laughed. "I didn't mean for you to go out as bare as the day you were born, in all of that, you horny little dolt." 

Constance's face red as the Amazon's laughed and teased her. Serita rising from her fucking with Sonya to grasp Constance's shoulders and warm them. Her laughter ringing in the girls ears, as she teased. Serita pulled playfully at Constance's nipples before hugging the chilled girl.

"She acts like a blonde." Sonya jeered beside Varia. 

"HEY!" Cyane protested with a whine. "What's that suppose to mean?"

Aimee, who had fallen asleep in the corner of the room after her earlier receiving of a tongue fuck from Eve, had awaken and walked over to Sonya, slapping the Amazon's large breasts before sinking her sleepy eyed head between the Amazon's open legs.

"Take a guess you little slut." Varia pulled Cyane back into her open legs. "Keep eating you dirty tramp."

Cyane's lips suppressed a deep moan as they made sensual contact with Varia's pussy lips. Her tongue gaining entrance to the halls that held that sweet nectar she craved from within her Queen. 

Constance, feeling a rush inside of her gullet as she watched this juicy scene, turned her eyes towards Eve, who lay on the floor, looking at the ice in Daphmina's hands with sheer horror at what would become. 

"Hold her still Daphmina." Constance told the tall strong warrior woman. Her eyes glazed over with pure wanton lust as she moved closer to Eve, reaching for the ice. 

Eve struggled to back away as Constance came closer and closer, but no avail as Daphmina's hands kept a firm, almost painful grip on the warrior girls arms. The dark haired beauty was at the mercy of her lovers.

Eve let out a short shriek as she was pumped to the floor, held there by Daphmina's strong grip, her eyes facing up into the hateful face of the woman. She felt a shiver of fear course through her body and wished upon the stars above that she would be freed from this damned hateful look, and peer into the eyes of Constance again. 

She felt herself draw further and further into dismay as her eyes closed and she let her body tremble violently with the fear that surged deep inside.

"Shhh." She heard the soothing voice of Constance again. "Don't be afraid, Eve. The pain will pass into the most delicious torture you'll ever feel." 

"Please." Eve squeaked in her voice. "Please don't hurt me."

"Quit you despicable whore!!!" Daphmina's hand made a firm hard slap against Eve's face… drawing a rage filled hiss from Constance, who stared red wide eyed at the Amazon…

"Don't you EVER…" She sneered. "EVER hit my toys again!"

Daphmina made a squinting mock at the young Amazon to be cut off by the dark stare of her Queen, who surely had no appreciation for the way her step daughter was being mocked. Daphmina quickly recoiled and bowed her head before the princess who commanded her. 

Constance, turning her attention to Eve. Her face drawing in a sadness as she found the large welt growing on Eve's left cheek. The princess then used the ice sickle, rubbing it over the red glowing welt, soothing and cooling it into a tolerable comfort for her new play thing. Her lips gliding down softly to place a loving kiss upon the welt that brought tears from Eve just this moment passed. 

"My poor poor Evie." Constance cooed as she set herself to sooth the hurting girls face. "Has my nasty sister hurt you so?… Let me make it all better for you."

Eve felt her heart fly high in her body, as her eyes opened in time to behold her dearest Constance coming closer and closer with her lips. This time to embrace them on the dark haired warrior girls own.

Constance's two smalls hands made a warm intake to Eve's face, holding her ever so close and lovingly as their lips made love in a sweet gentle manor.

"I guess I'm a little late for this party, huh?" Came the voice of a tan skinned Amazon Chrissy. Her arms crossed as her sensual lips curved in a lustful grin at her Queen Varia. "Never thought to invite me?"

Varia's eyes locked in a slow movement up and down the Amazon's body as her hips pushed and kept their grinding motion into Cyane's face. Her moans filling the room as her orgasm came closer and closer.

"I see,…" Chrissy began. "Too well fucked to speak. That's alright." She looked to Constance's naked form in the arms of Eve's. "I'll just entertain myself for a while,… you!" She held her hand out to Daphmina. "Hand me the ice."

Serita let out a loud cackle from behind Aimee, where her lips had once been planted on the blonde Amazon's pussy. "What a slut you are, Chrissy."

"Oh my my my, what ever do you mean?" She asked in with mock innocence in her voice.

"Look there my queen and behold a slut so dear…" Serita moaned as Sonya's fingers worked her pussy harder. "… slut so dear that she knows the game the moment she steps up to play."

"Oh YES." Varia gasp. "she sure does."

Chrissy giggled gingerly as she stepped towards her young lover, who today became of new age. Her young, tiny, but slender body writhing above Eve's. 

"Are we enjoying our self, Livia?" 

"Her NAME is EVE." Constance glared at Chrissy… almost stabbing the young Amazon with her stare. 

"Oh," Chrissy laughed. "My bad then… Are we having fun, Eve.?" She laid a swat on Eve's firm round white butt as the girl arched into Constance's fingers. 

"What… what are you going to do with that?" Eve questioned in utter dismay as she watched Chrissy hold the ice sickle up in the air. 

In a sudden happening, the Amazons in the great council appeared in circle around Eve. Their hungry lust filled eyes glazed with delight as they stared almost venomously upon Eve's helpless body. 

The sadistic grins curved the faces of these demented Amazon's as Eve's eyes moved from person to person. A terror filled curiosity on her face as she looked from one end to another… waiting.

Chrissy let out a laugh at Eve's trembling form. "I haven't even started and she's already shaking like a cold wet pussy."

"Daphmina, Sonya." Varia's voice captured the ears of her strongest two warriors. "Hold this little girl down… we don't want her escaping this torture."

Eve's heart pounding mercilessly at her chest at the word 'torture', as it was uttered from Varia's lips. 

"Oh my poor Evie." Constance knelt close to her new play thing, holding Eve's head in her lap as she ran her hands soothingly through Eve's hair. She felt a small tinge of laughter almost rise as she felt Eve shiver in her arms. "Don't be afraid, my beautiful little toy."

"Chrissy…" Serita spoke up to the dark haired Amazon. "give her a simple teenie weenie little taste of what's to come." 

After a moment of thought came to pass, Chrissy smiled devilishly with delight as her brain pleasured the thought.

"Keep a nice hold of her girls." Chrissy commanded.

Eve giving a yelp as Daphmina's grip tightened almost unbearably painful. Bringing a hiss from between Constance's teeth. A warning to the Amazon who would not withdraw from giving pain to her lovely Eve.

"Careful, Daphmina." Chrissy giggled. "I think our darling little Constance has fallen in love."

A roar of laughter emerged from the throats of the Amazons. Daphmina however… keeping her glare upon Constance, who returned it full force. Aimee's laughter dissolving as her eyes beheld the two women in their deadly stare. She felt her heart shot with jealousy and sadness when she realized that Constance, her one true love had truly taken heart to Eve instead. She suddenly felt a shear hatred for the Greek woman who came to their camp. Her need to give pain unto this girl was as strong as Daphmina's, only Aimee, would not do it so openly… not where she can cause the same hateful stare to emerge from Constance towards her direction.

The moment passing… Varia slapped her step daughters butt playfully. "Oh come on you two." She jest. "Get along or I'll take away your new toy and neither of you will get to play with it for the rest of the night, understood?"

This bringing another burst of laughter from some of the Amazons. Serita falling over herself in tears, to be caught by Cyane, her chest heaving in a heavy pant. 

Letting her eyes leave Daphmina's cruel glance, Constance lowered them lovingly down to Eve's as she place a kiss so sweet, it felt like heaven's wings upon Eve's cheek.

Her lips curving in a big rose smile as her eyes stared dreamily up at Constance. The young girl who by some strange way, with her affection, reminding Eve of Alissa. Eve suddenly felt cold in her chest as thoughts of Alissa trailed into her mind. The cold grew deeper and deeper. Seeming to engulf her flesh in the freeze that she felt in her soul every time her thoughts moved to her long ago love.

I've never felt this cold thinking about her. Eve thought.

She let out a loud yelp as she felt a stream of icy cold water trailing down her chest and abs as a content of melting ice. The almost painful cold seizing her nerves in every part of her body it trailed upon. 

"Oh GODS!" She moaned with an icy chatter in her teeth.

"Ooooh." Serita moaned from the far left of the circle where she knelt with her fingers stretching her pussy lips open. "I think she likes it."

"Your not hurting her are you?" Constance questioned Varia.

"Only a little bit…" Seeing the concern in her dear Constance's eyes, Varia decided to reassure her. "… but this pain will be a pleasurable and delicious pain for her." 

Constance's eyes brought back down to her new lover as Eve's body shook in little grave convulses as the icy cold trail made river down her body. Seizing her nerves in an almost incredible passion. 

"Yee Gods!" Eve gasped aloud. The cold overtaking her warm senses. 

"I'm no expert on human emotion…" Serita cackled in her near drunken voice. "But I do believe our little slave is enjoying this."

"Why don't we go on ahead and put the ice where it should really go." Cyane jeered from her position of holding Eve by her left arm.

"Where…" Eve stammered with shivers and trembles in her voice. "where is that?"

"In your pussy of course." Serita moaned in delight.

"My… wha… my pu… no." Eve knew the ice cold and near painful torment her upper body was taking, would not weigh so naturally inside of her sensitive self.

"Oh, my Queen," Constance begged. "You can't… please don't hurt her?"

"Hush, my darling." Varia seductively placed her finger to her adopted daughters lips. "In time, she will grow to love it as much as you do."

In a sudden burst of instance, the angelic white skin of Constance became of a hellish crimson red blush. A notice of delightful surprise in Serita's eyes upon her, as Constance's mind sought and found the one who dared to share so much a secret with the tribe. Damn you, Aimee. Her mind reeled in embarrassment.

"Administer the Crime of Cold Pussy." Varia commanded playfully to Chrissy, who knelt between Eve's thighs and held a small little round piece of ice before her vaginal opening.

"Administer!!!" The group chanted. The chant then in their lustful impatient simply became. "Do it! Do it! Do it!"

Looking around at the Amazon's before her, Chrissy looked at Eve sympathetically. "Tough shit, honey slit."

Eve's eyes widened in disbelief and utter amazement as her opening was seduced by the enchanting cold of the round little probe of ice that entered. Her soul grown cold and instantly around for but one moment in time. 

"OH GODS!" Eve's shout caused a stir in the walls of the hut around her. The pain shaking ground within her body. Her skin within grown to a thick ice cold. "OH FUUUCK!!!" 

She drastically clawed as best she could possible. Her body struggling to be free for an instance of chance to relief. Her cries echoing the room around her, bringing strange and interested ears to the scene from the outside. 

"Hold her!" Varia commanded.

Daphmina's cruel arms holding tight and firm to Eve's right arm. Her cruelty never satisfied as she pulled hard at Eve.

"Stop!" Constance begged.

"Patients my love." Varia spoke soothingly to her child. "Patients will grant you many favors." 

"PLEASE!!!…. STOP!!!!" Eve was writhing in agony, the cold over taking her mind as she squealed and begged for the mercy of the given court.

"HOLD STILL!!!" Varia commanded Eve. The shock in amazement at her tone of voice driving Eve's chilled body lower.

"You will hold still and stop scaring my poor little Constance!" Varia kept a stern eye on Eve. "Do you understand?"

Eve merely nodded her head slightly, allowing her body to freeze in agony over the cold ice in her pussy. 

Constance raised her lips to Varia's ears and began to whisper something that brought a dejected sigh from Aimee's lips. She knew what her lover was telling Varia and only wished she could stop it, for Eve's torture was too great a thing for her to let go of right now.

It serves this bitch right for stealing her from me. Aimee thought mercilessly.

A smile formed itself on Varia's lips as she listened carefully to her luscious daughters words.

"So be it." She softly spoke before her own smiling lips touched Constance's. Giving the youth a wave of permission as to what she whispered.

"I know how to make it better Eve." Constance ran her fingers through Eve's dark hair. "It wont hurt much longer… I promise."

In that instance, the birthday girl's dark hair fell low as her head crept slowly down towards Eve's trembling chest. 

"Release her, girls." Varia commanded her women.

Daphmina at first wanted to refuse, but remembrance of who her commander was, she did as she was told with utter disappointment.

"Oh my dearest Eve." Constance said near breathless release. 

Eve felt a singe of heat rise into her body as her right nipple came in contact with Constance's lips. The ultimate feeling of being suckled by the young girls lips made a warm surge of lighting cause impact to Eve's body. 

A loud moan escaped the warriors mouth when her body was taken even higher by the caressing touch of Constance's hands upon her breasts. Massaging them slowly and passionately as her kissed moved down the cold icy trail made on Eve's bare flesh body. Her eyes dazing slowly into a wanton light as her sex began to heat up more and more over the ice inside of her.

Aimee found her hand slowly working two fingers inside of herself much like the other women as she watched closely and unwittingly at the scene before her very eyes.

Constance looked into Chrissy's eyes and in seemed to share herself with the women by way of mind, for Chrissy knew then what was wanted, as she lowered her own head down between Eve's legs and let her lips come in contact with Eve's sex.

A slow hard moan came from Eve as she felt a warm tongue reach inside of her channel and seem to seek out the ice that was nestled inside of her.

Eve knew not what to think on this moment except that she was in love. Not with one person, but this entire group. Even Daphmina's cruelty held a place in Eve's heart as she felt herself flowing through sexual frenzy in the likes that seemed all so new and unknown to her. 

I can't believe it. She was thinking. The only time something this cold was in my pussy was when Ares fucked me. But this is sooooooo different. This actually feels good. NO!!! It feels fucking wonderful!!!! 

"Oh yes, Chrissy." Constance was breathing heavily. "Suck on her beautiful pussy. I wanna watch you lick the ice right out of her."




The Amazon Journals Ep. 02



Eve felt her body near the convulsing orgasm that tired to heave way through her small body. Her sex muscle clenching down hard as she felt the flow of her own natural womanly juices escape her.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Eve was rocking her body in an up and down motion to the wonderful feeling of the warm mouths suckling at her flesh…. "YES!!!"

"Oh!" Constance gasped as she released Eve's nipple. Her small firm butt in Varia's hand. "Ooooh mommy! My pussy is itching sooo bad!"

Eve let out a silent giggle as she remembered hearing Constance saying those words she herself had said to her own mother… Xena… that wonderful lover and hero that she called, mother.

The two women had lead Eve into her own personal hut. Varia turned to Constance and asked her to wait outside for a moment.

"Okay, well hurry up… it's freezing." Constance complained.

"Bitch, bitch, bitch." Varia laughed. "Try doing something else for a change."… she disappeared from her adopted daughters sight into the hut.

"Eve." She spoke softly.

Eve, who had just this moment ago, laid upon her bed in complete exhaustion, looked up at the Amazon Queen who spoke her name just now. 

"I'm telling you, hon." Varia began. "I saw the way Constance was looking at you… I think she feels that she's falling in love with you. I'm very concerned about that." 

"I don't know if I can love her like that, Varia." Eve told her.

"I know…" Varia held her hand up in a silence gesture to Eve. "I know… You've told me about Alissa and the whole deal of her being the last and only love of your life."

She pulled a red sash from a chest in Eve's room. A chest Eve was told earlier in her stay, not to open. 

"I do believe however,… that you might be able to help me with her." Varia sat behind Eve. She slowly began to remove Eve's robe from her body, Eve's naked form brought light to the room.

"Aimee wants to betroth herself to Constance." Varia told Eve. "They were once very close and in love. Lately however… things have began to calm down. I know they belong together, and I know you can help me with them." 

"If I can help you, I'd love to." Eve told her. 

"Good…" Varia was looking down at the time, and then turned her eyes up into Eve's. "I love her so much."

Constance waited outside in the cold, thinking about the sexual enjoyments of the day passed with Eve. She was lost in her wet feeling rushing through her loins, causing her head to spin even more.

"Constance." Varia called from inside of the hut.

With a heavenly smile on her lips, just picturing the pussy she was about to enjoy for the rest of the night to come.

"Coming." She answered gleefully as she opened the front of the hut where her love making would move on through the night. 

She stopped dead in her tracks as she came face to face with two women who stood before her in all of their naked glory. One being her mother of adoption the other being her new lover.

Her breath was completely taken away as her eyes locked on the sight of her new lover Eve standing naked, her eyes staring seductively while her hand's rested on her own hips, posing in her black stalkings, with a big red bow tied over her breasts.

"Oh my." Constance was standing stark still in the dim light, looking on into the eyes of the beautiful, enticing form of Eve.

"Come here, Constance." Varia motioned with her finger. "Come over here and unwrap your birthday present baby." 

Eve giggled slightly as she watched Varia sit in the far corner of the hut. Her legs drawn wide open as her hand moved down into her sex. Her eyes glazed over with sensual lust as she watched her daughter draw closer to the warrior woman who stood as tall as her short form possibly could. 

"Wow." Was all the spoken conversation that Constance could muster from behind her lips, and out her vocals.

With a short laugh of enjoyful delight, Eve reached her hands forth and took the young girls face in her hands. "That was about one of the sweetest thing's anybody has ever said to me… thank you."

With that, she planted a delightful kiss upon Constance's lips before soothingly stroking her face and offering herself as a gift.

"Unwrap me, and play with your new toy as you wish." Eve's soft voice causing a much greater stir in Constance's pussy.

"I…" her voice was stuck in a crocking manner. "i… want… to…"

"Yes?" Her face flushed red as Eve held her eyes with her own. "Tell me, Constance. Tell me what you want."

"I want to have you …" Constance looked at Varia and back at Eve. Her face glowing with pure embarrassment at what she was about to ask. "I want to have you foot to head."

Eve knelt before the girl and held her own hands behind her back… her chest pushed up at Constance, waiting to be free. 

"Unwrap me, child. And you may have me anyway you want to." Eve had a trace of pure sexual venom on her lips as she said those words.

Her breath stopping short as Constance knelt before her, her hands slowly with trembling fever reaching forth to take the red bow. Slowly, deliciously pulling at the fabric to release it from her lovers flesh. The feeling of virginity coming back to both women as the moment stretched for a time of a long tormenting duration.

"Oh Eve." Constance moaned as she was brought to light of freeing Eve from the evil red bow that locked her bosoms within. "I love you so much."

"I know you do hon." Eve whispered as she locked her lips into her lovers. The two women, holding on another.

"Undress me." Constance whispered a nervous command.

Eve's lips curled into a mischievous smirk as her own hands reached into Constance's robe, and embraced the naked truth confined within the walls of fabric. Her hot breath seething up Constance's neck as her lips suckled forth, taking Constance's flesh. 

"Oh gods, Eve." She was moaning at the feel of her flesh becoming a sexual feast for her new lover Eve. "Now, Eve… please,… I need you now."

Eve stood, her hands pulling at Constance's. The two ladies standing face to face before Eve gently pulled Constance to lay upon her soft bed. The young girl looking up into the face of the Angel she was overjoyed to have above her. Her mouth watering as she let her eyes trail down Eve's body, to her dark wet sex.

Eve let out a short giggle near snort as her ears beheld a slight whimpering groan from Constance. She let her eyes follow Constance's until she notice where they were and came to know exactly what she wanted. 

"She looks hungry Eve." Varia commented.

"Yes, she does." Eve agreed as she gently knelt one knee on the left side of Constance's head, and then placed the other knee on the right side. Lowering her pussy down over Constance's beautiful face, before burring her own face into Constance's young, near hairless pussy. 

"OH GODS!" Varia moaned loudly as she watched the two women begin sampling at one another's delicious pussies. Her own fingers working furiously into her own sweet wet sex.

"Mmmmmm Eve." Constance was groaning in between laps with her tongue. Her lips locking on Eve's beautiful clit and suckling in. Her own hips thrusting up into Eve's face. 

Both girls were moaning low but loud moans into each others pussies. Their hot breath churning deep within one another's bellies as they feasted on the feast of wanton saints. Their passion burning deep holes within the others souls as their tongues and lips explored the depths of their sexual organs. 

Eve's body heaved a-top of Constance as her pussy worked to grab at the tongue that granted her delicious pleasure inside as her own lips whimpered into the young sex below her. 

"OH!" Constance released Eve's pussy from her own lips as her mouth opened wide in a loud hard groan as she felt the intoxicating pleasure brought on as her pussy succumbed to Eve's fingers and lips.

Eve's teeth gently took to Constance's clit, nibbling, as two of her fingers worked deep inside of the youth. The heat of her touch sending the young girl into a frenzy of orgasmic eruptions from within her womb. 

"Oh Gods! Eve! I'm cumming!" Constance was writhing beneath the warrior women who's love and affection showered upon her mid section. 

Her throat let loose a squeal as she felt two tongue moving inside of her sex all at once. Constance was dumbfounded to find both Eve and her mother Varia together taking their tastes of her pussy. 

"Oh ma,… ma… oh mommy!" Constance was lost in a shake of convulsions while Eve and Varia enjoyed her youthful young sex. Their tongues playfully wrestling together within her pussy. 

They both took great pleasure in bringing this young girl off. Tasting the forbidden juices that leaked from her sex as her multiple orgasms shot through her body like a hurricane. 

"YES!!! YES!!! OH GODS!!!!!!!!!" Constance was calling out in unknown tongues. Her womanly opening was being devoured by two of the most beautiful women she had ever met in her life. 

"Oh gods!" She was losing her conciseness rapidly in the touch of both Varia and Eve as they both took their enjoyments upon her. 

They kept their tongues whirling and suckling at one another from inside of Constance's pussy until they noticed her breathing shorten to a slight snore and her eyes glued shut in dreams. 

When they disengaged from one another and looked over the young body of this sexually satisfied young girl. They broke into tears of laughter, arm in arm,… simply watching as she slept.

"Just like man, isn't she?" Eve asked.

"What do you mean?" Varia asked.

"Get off, fall asleep, fuck the cuddling, I'm spent." She answered.

Varia let out a short laugh as she ran her fingers through the girls hair. Her eyes beholding a beautiful girl that belonged to her forever.

"I'm a little tired myself, Eve."

Eve rested her lips against Varia's and laid herself down beside Constance… watching as Varia laid herself down on the other side. In the instance a seriousness came to Varia's eyes as she looked into Eve's.

"You've become as friendly to us as we have to you, but this means nothing, Eve." Varia rested her head on the pillow. "We still don't love or like you. We still have a lot of anger for what you have done. You are simply here as a present for my child, who so dearly wanted you. That is all…"

Words spoken that pierced deep in her heart. Eve turned over and laid her head to sleep… thinking of how much she deserved this hatred… but more so… after feeling the love and affection of Constance… she so hungered for those moments with Alissa again.

* * * * * 

(((Will continue in, Episode 3: The Tribulation of Dead.)))

In loving Memory of Hollan Stuart.



The Amazon Journals Ep. 03



Written by: J. Jasper Martin

{Original Story inspired by: Alissa Wilkins} 





The Amazon Journals Ep. 03



Because of his respect for Brutus Stilus, Dalin De' Vega would refrain from committing murder upon Damon Dea, and would sit back and let his heart break at the cruelty the one his eyes beheld suffered.

"Damn them!"

Harruseus Kwaltus {Harrus for short} sat beside Dalin De' Vega. A lanky man who's only real purpose was to provide weaponry for the militia of the Shaman nobles. Sooner to be expendable if anything.

His wife Sara Jasmien Kwaltus next to him served more than her husband did, in more ways than one. She was considered the whore of the entire court. Very few of the men in the tribe have resisted her sultry charms,… or if you want blunt words… her whorish offers of blow jobs and anal screws. The only reason no woman ever insulted her to her own face was for the obvious. She was wife to a noble.

"Damn them!"

On the far south end of the great table, sat Maximus Dol Maximus. Quite possibly one of the most powerful men in the world. Destined to be ruler over it all once this war was over. Everyone relied on him for expertise in war and battle. He was the only man, in fact, that Sabrina Kie Dou Mou would marry. She even made the offer and was excepted on demand. 

She alone was the only person Maximus Dol Maximus had any respect for. Seeing as she would fight for whatever she believed, and stand for it even in the hardest of moments. To the point of committing murder… 

As he always thought it should be… respect no one who fights and stand for other than what they believe in. Good or bad, right or wrong, you deserved no respect unless you stood by your convictions. He always thought that if Rasputina would just stand to her husband, then he would stand beside her out of respect, but seeing as she did not. His views came to be that she deserved everything she got from him for being an impudent being. 

"DAMN THEM!" down came Damon Dea's fists upon the great table with his loud hard voice echoing throughout the room.

"Calm yourself, Dea." Came the order of Maximus Dol Maximus.

"How can I be calm when the Remuk is under attack!" Heavily breathing from his fast growing anger, Damon Dea stood from his chair and laid both hands upon the table. "The Goths stand against us. The Utites stand against us. The Nurbasus stands against us. And the Goddamn Yekiq stands against us!"

"We still have the support of the Daqualisies." Came the soft voice of Brutus Stilus who always fought for calm in himself, even in Damon Dea's outbursts. 

Sabrina Kie Dou Mou intervened. "We always have the Manduks with us as well, we are in no real danger." 

"Uh, point of order?" Dillonus Kiek held his finger up, much to the disproval of the court. "The Goths are rather powerful… perhaps it would be best if we tried to stray from being their enemies and make them allies instead."

"Dillonus Kiek." Damon Dea's normal routine of 'nose-in-the-air' attitude came into play. "Speak only when you have something better then your fantasies to share."

"I agree with him." Putina's heavenly voice took stand.

"Do you now, my love." Damon Dea mused and mocked.

Putina's eyes stood down her husband as she returned his mocking stare and continued. "The Goths have always been powerful and quite agile. Especially when time comes for night attacks. Perhaps making them our ally would prove a much more interesting, if not, appropriate bargain to make."

"She's right." Brutus Stilus agreed.

"The Goths are our best bet as far as winning this war. Why would we want to turn down such an opportunity as this?" He sat with a bemused stare at Damon Dea's wife. Admiring her for the talent she inherited as far as intelligence goes. 

"Tell me something, Brutus." Jaysin sat back in a cocky manner as he spoke. "Do you want your children growing up worshipping the wrong gods and preaching a life of carefree in the darkness like some blood drinking, bastard or whore of the Goth nation."

He stood up and started towards Dillonus Kiek, stopping to place his hands on the man's shoulders as he carried on.

"They stand for morals that seem rather, well, out of the ordinary." He knelt beside the man. "They preach against blood line bedding affairs. So to say, one cannot bed his own sister, daughter, mother even… Why would you want to place an alliance with a group of extremists like these? The type of people who probably eat their own kin in death? The kind that would live by foolish laws, and forbid the right laws? The type of people who find battles and gladiators to be a barbaric and wrong custom?…"

Squeezing Dillonus Kiek's shoulder rather hard, drawing a massive amount of pain from the man as he laughed. "Must we align ourselves with a hysterical group of dreamers in the dark?"

"Well said." Came a surprising voice.

When normally it was Damon Dea to agree with that man everyone knew to be his lap dog. A royal ass kiss, one might say. This time, it was the voice of Maximus Dol Maximus agreeing. A rather rare and unexpected turn of events to this court.

"There will be NO alliance with the Goths," Maximus Dol Maximus stood, placing his own hands at his hips. "… nor with any of our enemies. If these bastards wish to even once be against us, what's to say they will not do it again? Kill them all."

"So!" Came Damon Dea's voice. "Any objections."

"Plenty." Brutus Stilus spoke. "… but considering the truth in those words. I'll have to place my hand in against myself… in favor of Dol Maximus."

"Simple as always…" Damon Dea looked from person to person. "Give your vote with a 'yea' or a 'nay'."

* * *

Utterly disgusted and disappointed by the outcome of the vote. Rasputina Barrin Dea sat upon her knees in the garden her mother had taught her sow. Her mind in total astonishment over Brutus Stilus's agreement with Maximus Dol Maximus. 

Gods willing…  She thought  …the Goths will beat them all and end this once and for all. 

Her thoughts moved to the person she needed to keep in her mind to block out the rage of her modern life to date. Liana!… dear sweet Liana. How free she would be to love Liana if the enemies would only destroy her husband and the rest of the Shaman tribes. 

Many time's she considered running away and never looking back. Even taking Liana with her on this journey… but she would smack herself out of this fantasy when remembering one detail. Damon Dea, and the fact that he was a master hunter who would search the ends of the known world for her and never stop until he has his vengeance. She just could not let him do that to Liana, and she could just not bring herself to leaving her true love behind… as the saying goes and has always gone. What's a girl to do?

Her mind was broken from it's train of thought as a cruel husband came ever so charmingly, so much as a serpent you might say, into the garden his wife tended when alone.

"You truly are a pathetic woman, Rasputina." He gave a cold hard cackle in her expense. 

"You should know never to challenge my word." Damon Dea kicked over a painted stone… bringing a twinge of hurt to his wife, for this stone was specially painted for her by her own mother once. 

He looked coldly at her as she let her eyes stay upon the painted stone with all of her might. Her nerves giving her no comfort as she made her foolish attempt not to please him by staring her near tear eyes up to his.

"God's only know why you sit in this ugly excuse for a garden all day…" He reached down and pulled a handful of lilies out of the soil. "… why, your mother would roll over in her gave if she saw what a sick little mess you've made of the beautiful work she tried to teach you to do." Amusing himself as her brought the insults that dug the most into his wife. "Perhaps, in time. She'll even forgive such a failure like you… maybe even beg forgiveness for even giving birth to such an ugly little harlot like you. What do you think, stupid?"

Putina simply stayed upon her knees, daring herself over and over again to kill this man. If not for him being made Supreme Chancellor of the Remuk Tribal of the Shaman's, she'd be able to get away with such a deed.

"no words?" he jested.

She sat staring up at him, with no such words near her lips at the time. Her hate for this man boiled over like hot water in a cauldron. Her tears seeking to reap there way from her eyes.

"Dumb as you are ugly, you disgusting whore." He sighed as he kicked more of the precious flowers away before seating himself.

"Did you see the way Dalin De' Vega stared at you?" He laughed. "His tastes must be for the rodent foul women, if he be so obsessed over you." 

"I didn't notice." She whispered.

"Of course you didn't you rotten fat pig!!" He glared harshly at her. "I don't expect much notice of anything from you, seeing as you are dumber than a snail wondering into a river… God's, why did I have to marry such a sow? The least you could do is cook something, and make it decent when you do it. Maybe mend my cloths, shine my blades, do something other than laze about using up my power and spendings like some useless romp of a fat sack." 

"I'm sorry I anger you." She said in a sad almost sarcastic way, fighting back the tears that his insults were bringing.

Rasputina often kicked herself inside for allowing his hard words to make her feel so rotten deep inside. He meant nothing and was nothing, but still a wish kept it's place in her. That if he doesn't die, that he at least wise up and become a decent and loving husband. 

"Look at you…" Damon Dea said with a slur of drunkenness. Which was easy to see, for he always drank and drank heavily.

"Sitting there on your knees like some kind of Goddamn fat old woman." He slouched slightly. "Why do you make yourself useful and get pregnant already."

"Perhaps it's not me who is at fault for that…" she mumbled. "Seeing as it takes two to make something out of nothing…"

"What's that suppose to mean…" He glared angrily at her. 

"It means that you cannot even get your sword to rise and you expect me to have a child like it were some kind of miracle."

"You BITCH!" he cursed allowed as the back of his right fist came thrashing across her face, throwing her down with a hard yell of pain.

"Why do you always challenge me like this? Huh!!!" He roared. "You think you're so smart sometimes… well… fine… you want to see something that works. I'll show you something alright you diseased whore!"

Her eyes wide in the horror they beheld as like a raging wolf, her husband Damon Dea came closer and closer as his garments began to shed more and more. 

As accustomed to his beatings and rapes, each one still broke a hole in her soul each time one after the other was committed. This time however, a look was in his eyes as he came closer to her.

"Please!" she tried to beg.

"You make me one to blame for this sword not working!" He screamed at her, thrusting his sex into her face before breaking a clear close fisted punch into her gut. "Why should it rise for a fat ugly beast like you?"

With those cruel words, Damon Dea grasped both of Rasputina's wrists and firmly brought her hands up above her head. Holding her hands with just his left, he reached for her dress with the other. With a terror filled squeal from the lips of his tormented wife, he began to rip the fabric from her body… savoring her struggles and cries with all his cruel heart.

"STOP IT!" she screamed aloud.

"Shut the fuck up!" He cursed again, crushing his fist across her face from body sides, tearing into her flesh with his knuckles. "Nobody would help and ugly slob like you anyway…"

With one final punch, leaving her breathless and near the edge of sleep, he released his hold on her and with his organ, he drove mercilessly inside of her.

{{Most people will tell you that all women feel a sick type of pleasure even though they don't enjoy it, you know… they cum… well, I'll tell you first hand that that is complete and utter bullshit. If those types of women do exist, then my heart goes out to them, because no woman would want such a curse to befall her and make it that much harder on her conviction. The average woman wont orgasm or even gain her juices when being raped… that's a pack of lies.}}

Rasputina's heart was once again being torn away from her while the hateful Damon Dea dove his sick and twisted sex into her womb. Driving tears of great discomfort and massive sorrow from his wife's eyes.

She was once again losing herself to this cruel and inhuman torture that she dread every living moment of her life. All she could really do to escape is to remember that the following day, he would be leaving for the war, and prayers and chants of his death would be on her mind as she was alone. The even greater thought that made this night bearable for her was the face of her love Liana etching in behind her eyes… 

This will all be over soon…She was thinking.  It'll all be over and turn out to be just a bad dream tomorrow… my clumsy self falling everywhere will be all it was. 

Lies that her mind spoke to her conscious.

Lies that would remain in her soul with scorn.

Lies she would tell her only true love come the morrow.

Lies, lies, lies, as her husband raped her mercilessly. 

V.

A shiver went through Putina's spine as she felt the cool watered cloths gently getting placed over her face. Liana knew now that there was no doubt of this being foul play. She knew nothing of Putina's life to decide who could possibly do this to such a wonderful girl, except for the husband who made her marry against her will… but as she wondered… what matter of husband would be so mean?

"Why wont you tell me?" she quizzed her lover again.

"I did." Putina whispered.

"You lie to me." Liana was near tears as she looked at the bruised and beaten face of her only love.

"I should leave." Putina rose up suddenly… her back paining her, seeing as Damon Dea had done a fair share of torture to her body through out the last night.

"NO!" Liana cried.

"Why must you always become so hateful when I try to get you to be honest with me… what have I done? Do I anger you?" 

Liana was now in tears… begging Putina not to leave and to just be honest with her for one time.

"You wouldn't understand, okay?" Was the only excuse Putina could conjure in the heat of the moment from off the top of her head.

"Why?"

"Because…"

"Because?… because why?… just tell me."

"I can't!"

"Yes you can!" 

"No!"

Sobbing harder now, Liana placed her arms around Putina's body holding her tightly. "I love you, please tell me."

"No."

"My love…"

"No."

"I beg you."

"!!!NO!!!" With a hard shove, Putina tossed Liana sprawling to the floor with a loud hard crash. Her lovers head hitting harder still, to the point of knocking her out of her conscious state and into a dizzy dreaming painful but not existence.

Liana's world was spinning before her very eyes as she tried with every ounce of strength she had to come back to a reality world. Her vision in the dark, and her heart thumping in her chest with every breath, echoing like grim laughter in a long dark tunnel.

Liana

Was the whisper she heard from a voice so soft that seemed so far away. Too far to catch with her hands as she tried so hard.

Liana

She tried again to reach for the voice with her hands, in vain but of course. She began to laugh when she remember that one cannot catch voices in their hands like shiny objects.

Liana

Liana decided to run towards the voice until she felt a fierce stabbing pain inside of her head. One that drew her out of her dream world and into a harsh realm where her pain was all that she knew…

"LIANA!" Rasputina was in panic and despair. Her fear clenching deep inside of her as she tried to awaken her girlfriend.

"Please wake up, I'm sorry… I'm so sorry." She was sobbing incoherently as she cradled Liana in her arms and rub her face with water to rouse her.

With a sharp cry of pain Liana's eyes shot wide open and looked about, trying to take in the scene before her with her head throbbing in massive amounts of pain that overtook her. Her eyes burning with tears that streaked from them into large rivers down her soft white cheeks.

"I'm so sorry, my love." Putina was crying nonstop with her lover held firmly against her. "I'm so sorry… I didn't mean it… I didn't meant it!"

"Pu… Putina." Liana whispered. "I'm sorry."

Putina let out a mocking laugh before speaking. "Why?"

"I made you push me… I'm sorry." She whispered.

"No…" Putina pursed her lips up against her lovers. "You never made me do anything… I was wrong, I'm sorry… you are perfect. So perfect. Don't change… be you for me… I love you so much."

Putina held tightly to Liana. The two lovers embracing in their warmth as the moment came to pass. Liana was barely able to do much of anything thinking in her pain, but she had forgiven Putina long before the deed was done. She felt safe and warm and loved in these arms that held her. And they did just that… they held her.

Damn you Damon!

* * *

As time cleared it's path…

"Why didn't you tell me?" Liana held her sobbing woman.

"I… I didn't want you to feel sorry for me." Rasputina was letting herself be cradled in Liana's arms as she unburdened her life thus far. "I didn't want you to cry over me."

"Let me cry for you, my love." Liana's soothing voice came into Putina's ears in a low whisper. "Let me cry with you when you need me. I wouldn't love you so much if I was willing to let your pain be my pain, too."

"Why do you care so much?" Putina asked her love. "Why do you love me still after what I did to you earlier?"

"It was upon the heat of the moment." She answered. "I know you'd never intentionally hurt me like you did… it was an accident."

"True…" Putina sighed. "…but I shouldn't have let it come to that."

"What's done is done, and the past is past behind." The two held closely to one another, savoring the warmth of being in one another's embrace.

"Liana?"

"Yes, my love."

"I must set out for return at dawn."

"… I … I understand."

"Please…" Rasputina begged. "Please let me make love to you tonight… for the morrow will be so cruel to me, I wish to take all of you back in my heart."

"You need not ask when my body and soul, my heart and my love is all for and always will be yours." She smiled with those lips that pierced the heart like there was never a smile such as.

Their garments released from their soft bodies, these two women lay one upon the other in the bed in which they shared their undeniable desire for. A Desire worth living for more than dying. They knew the true meaning to that.

Mmmmmm 

Was the purr that came from behind the closed lips of Liana when she felt Putina's hands lay upon her soft fleshed thighs. Her lovers lips making their marks upon her lovers knees, slowly upper as her fingers massaged themselves into the soft tender flesh they held called Liana's firm thighs. 

Ohhhh

Was the moan from the parted pillowy lips from Liana as her head turned softly to the left and then to the right of her. Her heat rising slowly from within as the kisses and suckles upon her flesh drove her nearer and nearer to her last faithful breath. The utter feel from her lover she had never felt before upon her body… an almost perfect want for what was in her.

Yessssss

Was the hiss that slithered from a groaning Liana. Rasputina realizing that she too wanted to possess what Damon Dea wanted. Only she knew she could have it from Liana without ever bringing harm. Her lips, her fingers, her breath, her tongue, all these and her love were more than enough to gain it. She knew she had her prize when her hot pink tongue slowly made it's way into the sex of the blonde woman who was writhing beneath her touch. She savored the flavor that flowed with wanton juices from Liana's place of birth giving. A place that solely belonged to Rasputina and Putina alone.




The Amazon Journals Ep. 03



Hmmph!

Was the whimper that gave way to no more question as to weather her secret spot was found by the skilled and Goddess like lover Putina, as her fingers worked their way slowly in and out of her darlings channel tunnel of love. Her eyes staring lustfully up into Liana's as her tongue made a slight tease upon the sensitive little tiny piece of sacred flesh that made a slight bulge from her confines.

"God! What are you doing to me?"

Was the plea that came from Liana's words as her body slowly roused itself higher and higher to it's multiple convulsions with a lovers touch. Driving the young girl man with deep dark lust as her lovers touch grew bolder and bolder to the likes even Liana never dreamed. 

"Putina! Yes! Yes! Oh my love! Oh my God!"

Was the on coming shout of lust from the venom seeping from Liana's lips as her hips, they gyrated up more and more into Putina's face, fingers. Liana's eyes staring glazed over into Putina's as her body shook and drowned in it's wanton sea.

OH! OH! OOOOHH! AHHH! "GOOOOOOODDDDDS!!!!"

Was the beginning of Liana's multiplying orgasmic wake like a rocketing volcano. Eruption quaking the clouds she floated upon as the stars made notice before her very eyes. Her head spinning with her every cry and whimper for satisfaction from her Putina's skillful touch. The quick pace thrusts of her fingers working their way in and out of her lovers pink folds, all the while, her tongue making little circles on the tasty nub that Putina's lips found themselves suffering without suckling for. Putina's eyes wide and on fire with the passion they witnessed coming from her darling innocent.

RASPUTINAAAAAA-HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

Was the final call as her multiple quakes racked her body as if she were a rag doll made with cotton entrails. Her breasts shaking in their naked glory with time as Liana's hips rose and fell, taking more and more of Putina's touch, more touch and more touch. Her sex pulling and pulsing around their beautiful and wonderful assailant, making the most of an attempt to grasp any excess pleasure if possible. Putina losing herself in the vision of her darling innocents face grimacing and becoming crimson with the more and more fire within. Never once her mouth leaving the lower smile her tongue and lips and fingers had fallen so madly in love with. 

OH "God!" OH "God"

Was the whimpering groan, turned tormenting moan of satisfaction that was so much guaranteed from the acceptance of her lovers tongue, fingers, and kiss. Liana's body slowly calming from the long hard explosion that tormented her entire body for moments before erupting into an intense release that would last longer still in Rasputina's hands. 

Oh "My darling." Oh "My love."

Were the words of her appreciation spoken to her lover from between her legs. The lover would slowly crawled up with kisses lavished all over Liana's tummy, up her soft breasts, her warm sensuous throat, to finally land upon the home they dreamed of nights passed… all was well and all was fine in their world at large. 

"I love you."… all that was left to say.

VI

"Mkala…!"

The young dark skinned slave spoke her name in answer to the Brutus Stilus as she stood upon his door step awaiting for him to take the message she held in her hands from her master.

"…Oh the house, Dea." 

Reaching for the message in her hand, Brutus Stilus nodded in response, taking a moment to admire the beauty of this young slave girl. He had rearly noticed her when she stood in waiting at the gatherings of Remuk in the Dea house. Only now did he take in the charm of this beautiful creature's eyes, her full and sprouting light cocoa brown hair, her large heavy breasts swaying under her slaves garments, which seemed more like a loin cloth and just a little covering for the breasts. She was taller than most women, but still of a fair short stance. 

He smiled warmly at her as he opened the message on a large piece of parchment in his hands. 

Brutus Stilus's face grew stern and unhappy in emotion as he read down the words written in the language that was related to that of the Utites. A Shaman tribe east of the Remuk. 

"Who gave this to you? And do not lie to me?" He reached for the slaves arm firmly, holding tight as his eyes lock desperately upon hers.

"My master, I swear it!" She shouted in the sudden fear and surprise. "He read it and gave it to me to bring forth to you great Lord Stilus." 

With his heavy noble garments swaying in time with his movements, Brutus Stilus released the slave girl Mkala's arm and began to march and pace in the entrance way to his home. 

Brutus Stilus mumbled under his breath as he moved from end to end of his home, the Mkala still waiting in obedience for his orders. Fearing his rage that seemed to be building from within as he marched over the great hall, reading over and over and again, the message she was ordered to bring forth.

Again he looked to her and quizzed her. "Are you sure that is all your master wanted you to say to me?"

"Yes, Lord Stilus." She answered.

"Repeat it again!" 

Mkala cleared her throat before reciting the verbal message her master had ordered her to give unto Brutus Stilus.

"Now comes our great misdeed." She began. "A lord Kwaltus and his kin have fallen to a Yekiq and Utites blade alliance. Now so no loses should be even more suffered, unite thy weapons upon your lands and join us for the rage we seek to punish at fourth night falling."

She paused suddenly, taking air into her lungs as the Shaman Lord Stilus stared her down for the message she carried in it's repeat.

"Let not the mourn for this blood shed be embraced upon, good cousin." She nearly caught herself in a sigh at the word 'cousin'. "For blood mourned means nothing to the world as known. We must unite our forces and strike upon the heavy hills that mean us harm when least expected. Not a one a many will stir from their slumber as out blades come for their heads. We are the victors of this outcome and there will be no stopping us… let the vengeance take flight."

He sighed as he ran his heavy hands over his hair. Marching again over his hall with his thoughts running rampid within his brain. 

 It just doesn't make any sense!

 Why would they murder Harruseus Kwaltus and his wife

 Without even expected a full scale attack in defense from

 Our forces? 

 Why would the Utites send this message to Damon Dea

 Before Maximus?

 Why would he bother to even ask for our uniting upon

 This deed when he himself cared nothing for the tribe

 Of the Kwaltus?

 Why?

 

 He looked again to the beautiful slave girl in his home. His mind reeling and racking at him as he paced through and through without. Trying to bring his understanding to the point.

This has to be a set up. He thought.

 This has to be something planned from within.

 Damon Dea… 

 He has something to do with Harruseus's demise.

 But how?

 And why?

 What could he gain by killing off one of the nobles

 In our land?

 It just doesn't add up…

 Maybe…………………………

"Slave girl!" He snapped his fingers at Mkala, brining her obedient self over to his attention.

"Tell me of your master…" He began. "And feel free to be completely open in telling me for as you see, I'll give no retribution for any insult or harsh mistaking of words. Please… tell me the type of man he is, as far as he is to you."

* * *

{Aloft in the house of Dillonus Kiek}

"Fret not for me darling." Dillonus spoke softly to his wife Cassandra. His oldest son standing beside his mother and two sisters and younger by three years, little brother. 

"I'll return at the dawning." He assured them. "This business must be done before the sun set, otherwise, all hell will break loose."

He chuckled at his way with words. Hoping to ease his families tension as they watched him pack his belongings upon his stallion before mounting. 

Dillonus Kiek looked upon the near tear stained eyes of his family. Knowing their fear for his life, for they knew of the murder of the Kwaltus clan in the farthest eastern reach of the Remuk tribal kingdom. They feared his life and with great reason. His power was strong in this land and he would be a sure target if anybody else. His eldest son Garret Doflin Kiek held fast to his own sword as he was ready to battle any threat in the world… bringing an amused smile to his fathers lips. 

"I return at the dawning my beloved family…" he smiled brightly at them all.

"FATHER!" Hephten Kiek, the youngest son called out as his father began to trot away on his noble steed. 

Dillonus Kiek turned to his two sons who stood watching and waiting for his attention.

"If it comes time to battle… let us battle beside you." Garret Doflin Kiek pleaded. Young at the age of sixteen. A year from his own marriage, waiting to join his father one day and be a real man at war.

"If it comes time to battle… my sons will be beside me always." He answered with a hearty wave.

Dillonus Kiek road off to the entrance of his tribal palace before a sudden urge overtook him to turn and look towards his family. His heart battling within his chest to break from and take them all in his arms one last time this day before riding off. Instead, he simply called to them…

"My love to you all, my sacred ones."

* * *

Dalin De' Vega stood at the high peaks of his hill side home where he stared off into the world from day to day. Waiting for the ultimate dream come true to call his name… even in the midst of his pain as his home burned to the ground. Having earlier buried his mothers body.

He watched as his home in it's throw of flames. Not knowing what force had come to his home and caused such a heinous mishap. His mother had been burned alive from the looks of it and his body was tense with anger for dreams of revenge upon the person or persons responsible for this. There would be a great debt of hell to pay for anybody suicidal enough to bring this curse upon him.

 Why did this have to happen?His mind asked himself.

 What did she ever do to deserve this kind of end,

 Oh my poor beautiful mother. 

 How I have wronged thee…

 Bringing you here when you did not desire to 

 Dwell in this land any longer.

 I am at fault for your life.

As he scanned his eyes over the entire scene, only one thought came to him now. What of Rasputina? Is she hurt well… the same thing happened to the Kwaltus clan. Had the house of Dea been attacked as well?

Just then, a body came into his eye sight, coming closer and closer to him from afar. 

Dalin De' Vega reached for his sword and held firm to its handle, waiting to draw it upon this intruder, who looked very much to be that of a woman. No matter the origin. If this person coming had anything to do with this fire, they would surely die.

"Brutus Stilus!" The familiar voice called out.

"My dearest Brutus Stilus, you live! Thank the Gods, you live." The voice was crying mercilessly as the woman came closer.

"SARA KWALTUS?" Brutus asked with a loud surprise.

The wife of Harruseus Kwaltus came closer to him. Her body covered in blood and scars, her garments ripped every which way. She looked the sight of a woman near death as she came closer.

"Sara Jasmien?" He asked again.

She had been sobbing endlessly as she stumbled into Dalin De' Vega's arms. Her body nearly falling apart from her as she collapsed.

"What has happened?" He asked her.

"Rape… they raped me." She sobbed.

"WHO?"

"I don't know… they were dressed in black cloaks" she was hardly breathing enough to speak these words. "They had their faces painted black…"

"Goths?"

"I don't know." She squealed in agony as his hands accidentally held firmly to her back, which had been taken to with a cat of nines. "They beat me and told me to tell the first person I see, that the war is coming to an end… they'll be waiting." 

Dalin De' Vega quickly lifted the young girl in his arms and carried her to his horse, where then they would mount the beast and ride to the house of Stilus.

* * *

Help.

 Was her only thought at the moment, as she lay in a large bath of her own blood. Waiting to die… her eyes almost closed from how swollen they were. Her skin cut all over and bruised mercilessly.

Sakina Ulyeep. Lone mistress of the house Ulyeep had been ravaged by a horde of men in black cloaks and black painted faces. Not that of a Nubian slave, but as if the soot from a fire was covered over their white faces.

In her sleep she had been awaken and taken by this angry horde. Her world turned upside down in a short instant. No hope of it ending anytime soon.

Just as her heart finally settled down to cry from this extraordinary pain she had never known before, Sakina Ulyeep heard a voice from the distance of her bedroom chamber door. A shrill a fear over taking her at first, until she recognized this voice as that of a woman's. 

Rasputina?

* * *

Sabrina Kie Dou Mou had not been at her home when it burned down and all of her slaves and what was left of her kin were destroyed. 

She had allowed herself to be taken in the bed of Maximus Dol Maximus. Tasting the enjoyments of lust from a man who like her was merciless and powerful… in no way to be defeated.

How she desired to be his woman. For only he had been worthy of her body and soul. He would become her key to ultimate power over the Remuk Shaman tribe.

………………………………………………………………

They had been awaken by guards yelling in the distance as invaders came to attack. Their naked bodies shinning in the light as they battled with their might against their assailants. Men in black cloaks, with their faces painted by the soot of a fire chimney.

The invaders even retreated, but not without murdering the adopted son of Maximus Dol Maximus.

The young and hard Fai Greiq Dol Maximus. The one who would one day be given all that his step father possessed inside. Murdered in his sleep, taken by cowards that would not fight a man face to face in real combat.

"Damn them all to the underworld!" Maximus had shouted to the heavens when he found his only step sons body in a bloody mess. 

Sabrina however had been also enraged when she was told of her home being attacked the same way. Whoever had done this was in her mind, marked to die.

"They will all die!" Maximus Dol Maximus shouted from the highest airs in his lungs before taking his sword and marching from him home.

* * *

"Where am I?" Sakina arose with a start.

"Shh, careful my Shamness friend." Came Rasputina's soft soothing voice, as her hands brought a cool wet cloth to Sakina's forehead. 

"Where am I?" she asked again.

"You are in my home, darling one." Was the answer she received. 

Though Sakina Ulyeep would never wish to be in this god forsaken home of Damon Dea, she was proud to be serviced by one of such tenderness and care. How she loved the feel of those knowing hands, caring for the body that was ravaged by cruel and inhuman men.

"Have they hurt you too, luv?" Sakina asked as her eyes widened to the cuts and bruises on Putina's body.

"No." She answered. "They did not attack us."

"… but…" she stammered. 

"They only attack the houses of Kwaltus, De' Vega, Dol Maximus, and Kiek." She told the ravaged girl. "… and of course, yours."

"But you are hurt like I am." She strained to say in her pain stricken state. "If not them, then who…"

The realization came to her, that the husband that was so hated by many had done this to his own bride. How Sakina hated him for hurting such a beautiful dove this way. 

"Why did they attack all of us?" She asked… uncomfortable and unable to think of anything to say in this matter.

"I don't know."

"Are they all dead? The ones attack?" Sakina asked.

"No…" Putina whispered as she lay the cloth down and held herself up above the girl. "Not all of them?"

"Who's alive?" she asked.

"Sara Jasmien Kwaltus." Putina answered. "She was ravaged by the hordes too, but many consider it a joke."

"Just because a woman is easy off her feet at times." Sakina spoke. "Doesn't mean she doesn't say know at other times. No is no, no matter the person."

"Yes." Putina answered.

"Who else?" Sakina begged to know.

"Dalin De' Vega." She sighed. "That poor man. His home was burned when he was away, and his mother was murdered in that fire."

"Yee Gods," Sakina moaned.

"Maximus Dol Maximus lives, but his step son was murdered in his sleep during the attack…" Putina lay beside Sakina. "Kie Dou Mou was with Dol Maximus at the time, she lives."

"… and what of the Kiek's?" Sakina Ulyeep asked.

"Dillonus Kiek had ridden off to the Stilus house as requested." Putina's voice became grave inside. "While he was away, his family was taken. His sons beheaded. Their bodies impaled on iron spikes, their heads impaled near them. His wife and his child daughters were ravaged and hung. His home was left standing so that he may see the deed as it truly was when he arrived… he hasn't moved or spoken a word since then… I've never seen a man hurt so much."

Both women were in tears over this deed, knowing what a warm hearted man Dillonus was. He had not deserved this at all. Nor his family for that matter. 

"How long ago was all of this?"

"You've been sleeping for two days now." Putina told her. "The hordes did all of this just in hour spans apart."

"Dear Gods!" She sobbed. 

"It will be avenged." Putina assured her.

"Yes! Those tribes must pay for this cruel attack."

"No!" Putina said sternly. "Not them… the one who is truly responsible for this will pay… not the goat that was blamed falsely."

* * *

The great dinning hall of the Dea house was filled with those who still lived and were able. A number of empty seats stood as a consistent reminder of the terrible tragedy that had befallen this tribe Remuk. 

Dillonus Kiek was in his seat, but his face had no emotion, nor did he make any movements. Only tears that streamed from his eyes without sniffle or sob. His head hung low as his soul died slowly inside… the act of vengeance was not within him, for he had no power to move. He was simply, … … there… …

Brutus looked to Damon Dea and Jaysin Riek Sine. Wondering why he and these other two had been spared. Why the horde had not come to ravage Rasputina and burn this house to the ground. Why Riek Sine was left to live when he was an essential kill to make, much like Brutus himself was. Why only those who had no real power in the war, and the one who had ALL of the power. 

"My friends." Damon Dea spoke solemnly.

Maximus Dol Maximus, Sabrina Kie Dou Mou, Jaysin Riek Sine, Dalin De' Vega, and Brutus Stilus all looked up to the master of the house. 

"I give my greatest condolences for this inexcusable crime upon you all." He laid his hands upon the table and spoke softly. "I… I grieve for you. My friends, my kin as tribesmen. We were attacked by a terrible horde of Goth soldiers, sent to us by the Utites, the Yekiq, the Nurbasus, and of course, the Goths themselves. Soldiers of the tribes we had an alliance with have come to fight beside us, as their masters had all been slain, not sparing one life. The Daqualisies and the Manduks have no lords anymore. Just their people willing to fight for the cause of avenging these terrible sins against us ourselves, and them of course."

Sara Kwaltus had entered the room and taken her seat. Though she had been beaten severely and ravaged, she was indeed in deep desperate anger and had wishes of vengeance herself.

"To be right to the point…" Damon Dea continued as the widow of Kwaltus sat. "The time for action is now. We must… unite, and we must… fight these terrible people and take what should never have been theirs. We must attack when they least expect us to. And that time comes to us on the second night from this night. We must not let this go unpunished. Retribution is ours now, and this must be taken in hand and brought to a hard fast end. I pray you now, embrace me. Tell me the word I need to hear from your lips. To say that we may attack them and end their tribes and reign of power once and for all. To punish the crime against your families."




The Amazon Journals Ep. 04



EPISODE IV

"A Death In The Family"

Written By: J. Jasper Martin
Inspired by Alissa Wilkins. 

CAST

Adrienne Wilkinson – Eve
Tsianina Joelson – Varia
Emily Perkins – Constance
Julie Strain – Daphmina
Reese Fairchild – Cyane
Amy Smart – Aimee
Kirsten Davis – Sonya
Ingrid Park – Serita
Chrissy Massey – Chrissy
Mimi Rogers – Ophelia
Alissa Wilkins – Alissa

Special Guest Stars:

Josh Hartnett: The Messenger
Mila Kunis: Drusilla
Mia Kirshner: Ennia
Katharine Isabelle: Livilla
Angela Bettis: Octavia
Christina Aguilera: Lollia
Daniela Amavia: Milonia
Katherine Kelly Lang: Caesonia

:From the author:

I would like to begin with my sincerest apologies to all those who enjoyed these stories. I never meant to disappear so long, but of course, my last computer crashed with ALL and EVERY bit of information I had. I lost much, but thank goodness to a little piece of paper I found, I was able to regain my author membership back under JasperMan. 

I would also like to say sorry to someone special.

Alissa Wilkins. You are one of my dearest friends, and you helped me write these stories. If not for you, I would have never been able to write erotic tales like I have. I would have contacted you after my computer crashed, but I had your e-mail and all other info saved to my computer and lost it. 

I am making a dedication with these next three and final Amazon stories. 

To Alissa Wilkins. 

My dear friend.

I hope you can forgive me.

Joshua Jasper Martin.

IX

"Well?" Varia asked the bard who sat with dried tears on his face and his quill making the last word needed. "Was that what you wanted?"

"Oh, yes!" He said excitedly "and then some."

"Good." She said. 

Varia looked over to find Constance and Eve holding each other with tears in their own eyes. 

"When did you get here?" Varia laughed when she saw her daughter.

"Sometime during the first gathering of Remuk." She answered.

"Well, Virgil." Varia looked to the bard again. "I think it's time for you to be on your way if you ever want to get out of here alive with that story I just told you."

"Oh, right." He smiled.

He looked to Eve and Constance and smiled at them, despite the fact that he still had very hard feelings towards Eve for the past. He still couldn't help but smile in his excitement as he packed his scroll and quill.

"Good journey, Virgil." Eve told him.

"Thanks." He said before reaching for Varia's hand and laying a kiss upon it. "and thank you for the wonderful history."

The three girls smiled as Virgil left, knowing full well that this tale would be taken as far as the seven seas through out the known world. 

"I cry every time I hear that story." Constance said.

"... and how many times have you heard it?" Eve asked her little lover.

"... Gods... I don't know, fourteen times now?"

Varia laughed as she moved over to the three girls and lay beside them. Looking into their beautiful faces. 

"You know what?" she asked them.

"What?" they asked in unison.

"I'm in the mood for love."

To be continued in "A Death In The Family"

* * * * *

X

It had been four years ago. 

The dark haired Eve stood beside her lover, the beautiful and ever radiant Alissa. The lovely couple whom met years ago as enemies, turned lovers. 

Eve looked on upon the mountains before her. Her first and only child (by help of a friend to a friend in need) Xena, in her arms. Xena had of course been named after her grandmother. The great and powerful warrior princess... and Eve's pride in her child over took her as she remembered her final days with the Amazons. 

Those days had been wonderful, and even somewhat erotic to her. She had found her heart and soul among the strong women. Even found an adventure, but that is a story worth waiting for... 

Fall into her memory now, yet another time, shall we?

* * * * *

Four Years Earlier

"We have put it off long enough now!" Came the annoyed voice of Daphmina, the chief warrior of the Amazon council.

The rest of the council had been debating all morning as to weather or not the approaching Roman's should be welcomed into the village. Daphmina and Aimee had been the only two to express opinion of eliminated the invaders.

"We must fight them now!" Daphmina roared.

It was Cyane's turn to speak. "The invaders are not even armed, and the scouts report that they are all women accompanied by one man, a messenger."

"A trick!" yelled Aimee.

"The Empress is with them step-mother." Constance consulted. "Perhaps she is bringing a message of peace to us. Perhaps they don't wish to fight."

"Roman's want nothing more than blood and battle." Daphmina glared. "They are arrogant madmen and women who love nothing more than death and destruction. Now is our chance to make them truly pay with the blood of their Empress!!!"

The group came into an uproar of argument, with the exception of Varia and the ever so patient Constance waiting on her step-mothers command.

Varia took her adopted daughters hand into hers and smiled as sweetly as she could in this battle of words between their fellow sisters. She often wondered what type of queen her daughter would be, but looking at her now, she smiles and knows that she has raised a patient one. (A beautiful and sexy one at that) of course, she looks out to the arguing sisters and prepares comes to a decision.

"Enough!" she speaks calmly, standing from her place.

"Peace, sisters!"... Varia looks around the calming quieting room and reaches into her heart for the words. "We cannot murder an innocent who has traveled from far with simply a message. Should they come onto us with any kind of threat, then we will fight, and only then!" she glares towards Aimee and Daphmina especially.

"For now, we shall invite them into the village with peace..." She began to walk out of the circle. "Tonight we celebrate in honor of our guests and soon to be new sister Amazon."

Daphmina's eyes shot open as soon as she realized what that meant,... no! she thought. Not Eve, she'd never let Eve become a sister.

Hatred seemed to soar through her veins at the thought. Bringing her blood to a boil. Not in my lifetime! Not EVER!!!

XI

Eve watched from her place as the Roman women made their way closer to the village, and she recognized her former two chambermaids from her princess days in the Empire. How beautiful they remained. Those child hood sweethearts of hers from so long ago. Now maids of the new empress, Caesonia. How beautiful she was.

She was radiant in her toga (A strange fashion for a woman) but beautiful none the less on her. She was accompanied by Eve's former maids Livilla and Lollia. The half sisters born of a noble Roman hero Antonius. 

Eve also recognized the other servant girls surrounding the great Empress, Milonia, Octavia, Ennia, and Drusilla. She had only once had Milonia in her own bed before. The older but still young and devastatingly beautiful Milonia. Who had in fact been Eve's gift for her 18th birthday that evening she came to be. 

 "Allow me the pleasure of pleasing you, princess." Milonia said as she knelt between the open thighs of her darling Eve.

 The beautiful Eve just sweetly turned eighteen. Who had been "conquering" young servant girls and boys since she was just four years younger than she was today. 

 "Milonia, you are always welcome." She laughed as she held her head back to savor the sweet feeling of this older, much much more experienced Roman daughter. 

 She let out a soft moan from between her delicate lips as the dark haired girl lavished a kiss upon her moist sex. Tasting the delicious juices that seemed to slowly ripple down the young princesses thighs. 

 Milonia moaned softly as she tasted her dear sweet nectar offered by Eve, as her long fingers and hands moved up to take the princesses breasts in her palms. Messaging those ripe orbs as her tongue lathered the juices from her new fruit. 

 Eve let out a more drawn out and louder moan as her nipples, they were squeezed and teased by the servant girls delicate fingers. Her clit was on fire with pure arousal as the poor little thing was nibbled and pulled by the lips of Milonia. 

 "Of by the great Gods above!" She moaned. Throwing her had back further, unable to move as her body felt for the first time ever, the most extreme orgasm river itself up her spine and through her entire body.

 "Oh, oh, hmmmmmm." She groaned, whimpering. 

 Milonia's index and middle finger found passage to the soft opening of the princesses sex, penetrating and playing inside of her like an instrument. The pure wanton instrument called "lust".

 "Ohhh..." Eve signed "I'm cumming." She was barely audible.

 Her whole body trembling and shivering as a wave rushed over her like never before,... 

Eve came back to her reality and blushed crimson as the women approached her,... how she longed to feel that delicious feelings with her servants again. 

She was caught off guard as she realized she had been in mourning. She sought through her mind, desperately trying to decipher what she could be mourning about. Who had passed away?

Caesonia stood still finally ten feet before the former princess and called for her messenger. 

Eve stood watching and waiting, desperate to hear some news.

Caesonia sent the messenger to Eve, sensing her dread as she looked at her with complete and total silence.

"Eve, daughter of Xena,..." The messenger began "Warrior princess, daughter of Amphibolies, in Greece?" 

"I am." She said quietly.

"This is a message for you from Gabrielle, Amazon Queen of... " he was cut off by Eve as she snatched the parchment from him. 

"I am instructed to read..." she cut him off again,...

"I'll read this for myself." She said sternly.

She watched as the Amazons came to greet the group of women whom had just arrived. They seemed eager to celebrate, so much to the point that a few sisters took the messenger and lead him to their own hut. 

Eve stood there looking at the rolled up scroll, and felt a cold chill suddenly come over her shoulders and down her spine.

She made way to her hut, stopping for a moment to see the open hut of the two sisters, both on their hands and knees with the messenger fucking one from behind while fingering the other...

The sloppy noises began to arouse Eve as she watched the scene of pure unbridled passion before her...

Catching herself, she made the trip complete to her own hut...

XI

Livilla entered the tent in Varia's arm, laughing heartily together as they did. Kissing with fierce passion.

"My little slave." Varia laughed. "Had slaves of her own didn't she?"

"Oh so true." Giggle Livilla "Varia has offered to let me watch you get punished my princess... mmmmm how I grow wetter to see such..."

They both stopped laughing as they saw a broken Eve weeping hard with her head held in her arms. Her body closed and crouched fetal on her bed roll cot. 

"Eve?" Varia knelt beside the weeping princess.

"Eve, what's wrong?" asked Livilla.

"Eve..." coxed Varia. "Eve, tell us... what..."

She spotted the scroll beside Eve and decided to read allowed... the contents read.

Dearest Eve,

The daughter of my dearest friend.

I mourn now as I write this out for

you. My quill moves oh so slowly now

for my heart is weak with this horrible

distress I share with you. 

 I know not how to say this to you

any other way except this.

 Xena is dead.

 She died as she lived her last days.

A warrior, and a hero. She gave her 

own life to save many souls.

 With this I have one last lament to

share with the whole world. You will

be the first.

 "I sing of Xena,

princess, warrior, hero, and true.

The great one who's life was all for truth.

She gave her life,

She gave her all, but time itself cannot save us all.

We lost a friend, we lost true love,

But forever will she watch us,

Forever will she call.

Her daughter and friend,

Her child left behind,

Will always with her dearest friend

Sing the name one last time.

Xena, the true.

Xena always and forever more.

Our tears are spilt for you."

With that, tears fell to the parchment, soaking the ink as the roam filled with silence and the mourning came in. 

Livilla and Varia lay beside Eve, wrapping their arms around her, for their dear friend had lost her love, she had lost her life giver, she had lost her only mother. Her tears were the same they cried.

* * * * *

In the shadows she stood waiting for the Queen.

XII

Varia left the tent of the weeping girls with tears in her own eyes, not sensing the danger that awaited...

Oh if only she had sensed it would she have saved herself... the knife came quickly into her back... her mouth was covered to keep her screams within as she looked over her shoulder, eyes wide as she stared at the taker of her life...

Varia's world went cold and black... Varia was dead.

To be continued in "The Dead Will Speak."



The Amazon Journals Ep. 05



EPISODE V

“The Dead Will Speak”

Inspired by Alissa Wilkins.


CAST
Adrienne Wilkinson – Eve
Tsianina Joelson – Varia
Emily Perkins – Constance
Julie Strain – Daphmina
Reese Fairchild – Cyane
Amy Smart – Aimee
Kirsten Davis – Sonya
Ingrid Park – Serita
Chrissy Massey – Chrissy
Mimi Rogers – Ophelia
Alissa Wilkins – Alissa

Special Guest Stars:

Josh Hartnett: The Messenger
Mila Kunis: Drusilla
Mia Kirshner: Ennia
Katharine Isabelle: Livilla
Angela Bettis: Octavia
Christina Aguilera: Lollia
Daniela Amavia: Milonia
Katherine Kelly Lang: Caesonia




From the Author:

This is the continuing story that will be followed by one last to come in the Amazon Journals. For a while after I plan to take a break from the stories of Eve and will bring you a story of Slave owner in 1811 Mississippi entitled “Angel’s Heart”
For now, let me give to you, the further tales of the Amazons.
In the shadows she stood waiting for the Queen.

XII

Varia left the tent of the weeping girls with tears in her own eyes, not sensing the danger that awaited…

Oh if only she had sensed it would she have saved herself… the knife came quickly into her back… her mouth was covered to keep her screams within as she looked over her shoulder, eyes wide as she stared at the taker of her life…

Varia’s world went cold and black… Varia was dead.

XIII

The scene was devilish and wonderful to behold. The naked bodies of these Amazon nymphs from the great council, mingling limbs with the Roman slave girls and their empress. 

Daphmina, Aimee, and Sonya were no where to be seen. Alas probably just in their own tent making love, and plans of war, wishful thinking over their hate for the Romans.

Constance was found on her hands and knees with the hand of the Empress probing two fingers into her dripping sex, being coxed to urinate unto the chest of the slave girl Ennia. Who lay there with her large tits displayed and awaiting the moaning princess’s nasty dribbles.

Cyane lay with her head between the legs of Milonia, while Lollia and Serita took their tongues are her two open orifices, bringing cries of lust from the young girl. Her his bucking wildly into their intrusions as her own fingers and tongue tasted the slaves.

Chrissy and Ophelia were both on hands and knees with strapped on phalluses wildly fucking the wet charming holes of slave girls Octavia and Drusilla. 

“Yes, fuck me!” were the cries Drusilla mumbled over the strained moans of her co slave Octavia.

“Oh Yee Gods!” Milonia droned allowed, her head falling back with her eyes rolling into the back of her head. Her sex dying from the hot air being breathed by the moaning Amazon between her legs.

Lollia kissed her new mistress Serita firm on her sensuously red lips, sliding her tongue deep into the mouth of the heaving Amazon. Their fingers working furiously into Cyane’s ass and pussy, weakening her for all they could as they moved their bodies together, grinding their sexes into one another, for greater stimulation.

“Yes.” Breathed Serita. “So lovely, you do that so lovely.”

Moaning at her Amazon mistress’s approval, Lollia, the smaller petite creature called woman let her mouth draw down to the bosom of her lover. Sucking in her large pink reddish nipple.

A cry arose from Serita’s lips, causing her to thrust her two fingers harder into the anal passage of her Amazon sister.

Cyane’s face rouse from between Milonia’s legs with eyes wide open as her dark chute had been pumped ferociously by the Amazon’s fingers. 

Octavia had been rolled over into a missionary position for Chrissy’s assault upon her open orifice. Her sex dripping as another orgasm swept over her body, leaving her large taunt breasts to quiver in the cold from the sweat.

Ophelia had taken her place on her hands and knees, while Drusilla knelt behind her sliding the phallus into her Amazon lover while her tongue traced down the open crack of her arse. Her tongue probing the dark passage, tasting the sweet nectar that lay inside.

All at once the night came alive with the cries from outside as an Amazon messenger came running into the hut screaming and crying out.

“VARIA’S DEAD!!!” 

The room went silent as all looked in bewilderment and wonder. Constance’s eyes melting into coming tears and rage.

“WHAT!!!” She shrieked “what do you mean she’s dead!”

The Amazon was weeping as she addressed the princess. “Dead, murdered!” the last word came out like a screech.

The Amazons and slaves looked about a moment before rising up and clothing themselves before running out to the scene.

IX

Constance lay weeping at her mothers body, clutching her close in her arms. Eyes drained with tears that seemed to flow like the heavy rain in the river.

“Mother.” She wept in a quivering tone. “Please wake up.”

Eve knelt beside Constance and Varia, staring in a with fixed eyes on the dead lifeless body of her once great enemy and now newly acquired lover. 

The entire council had gathered in dismay, looking down at their lifeless queen. All of which they shared in love and trial.

“The Romans did this!” Cried Aimee.

“Yes!” Daphmina agreed “The Romans!”

The Amazons began to gather around the Roman visitors with hateful glares in their eyes and swords raised high. Ready to attack the trembling women, all but the rest of the Council whom looked in horror.

“NO!” Cried Eve.

“What did you say?” Daphmina sneered.

“I said no!” Eve stood between the Romans and the Amazons. “They were no where out of our site when this happened. Killing innocents would not bring Varia back to us.”

“What about her?” Said Aimee, glaring at Livilla. 

“She was with me.” Eve answered.

“Oh so convenient.” Laughed the raging warrior woman Daphmina. “Varia was even seen last entering their hut. Who’s to say Livia did not kill her, or have this slave Livilla kill her?”

The Amazons all looked at one another all round then to Eve, who’s name Livia had not been spoken in a while yet. Their swords clutched tightly as they assessed whether or not to attack.

“We all know she did it!” Daphmina cried. “We know it!”

“That’s not true!” Livilla cried.

“Damned dirty whore!” Daphmina approached her with a sneering venomous glow in her eyes. “Dare you speak to me, ME! I could cut you down where you stand…”

Daphmina pulled her sword and circled the slave “You Romans are nothing but putrid whores and Varia was blind to see that.”

Eve noticed a slight bit of blood stained upon the knife in Daphmina’s belt, as she kept on… “Are we to let simple slaves wonder our village free! Are we to let this deed go unpunished?”

“Are we?” Eve asked in mock enthusiasm.

“Watch your tongue.” Daphmina snarled.

“Watch your dagger!” 

Daphmina looked in surprise at her dagger as Eve quickly snatched it away from her.

“The blood of the Queen.” She looked disdained into Daphmina’s eyes.

“There is blood.” Came the scattered voices.

“Daphmina!” Exclaimed a surprised Aimee.

“Let me kill her!” Snarled Sonya.

“NO!” a cry came from Constance. 

The princess walked slowly towards Daphmina. With a look that could scare the paint away from walls. The pure lustful hate that boiled like a blister rising in the heat. 

“Sa-ta-laka!” She cried out.

This meant indeed Vendetta among sisters. The challenge was made, and the fight would come. 

“SA-TA-LAKA!!!”

To be continued in “The Circle of Arei-moue”.