0 comments/ 74249 views/ 33 favorites Serving the Amazons Ch. 01 By: anteros WARNING! This story does contain violence. None of the violence is sexual and all of the sex is consensual, but if violence really disturbs you, please don't read this story. * * * * * Chapter 1 No one really knows how old our Earth is. Who really knows if the Earth is 4 billion years old or 10 trillion years old? For centuries, scientists have proclaimed their theories to be facts, only to be proven wrong by subsequent generations. Does the vanity of present scientists allow them to think that their theories won't be disproved in 100 or even only 20 years? Modern historians tell us that the first great civilizations of the world originated a mere 4000 years ago. They are wrong. Although no structures exist from the first dawn of civilization, man possessed great cities, science and medicine nearly half a million years before the Egyptians started building their first pyramid. Many of the legends of ancient Greece and Rome were exaggerations, but had basis in fact. The stories were embellished over the millennia as all stories are. After the stories were told thousands of times, warriors that excelled in battle became heroes that could kill one hundred men in a day. An army known for their ferocity became "Titans" and great kings and queens became the gods and goddesses of Olympus. This is a story of that time. The legend of Atlantis was based on a kingdom that existed long before the ice age. Atlantis was a wealthy and powerful nation ruled by a benevolent king. He was a wise king, a man of science and knowledge. Atlantis' power was ensured by superior technology. The king sold the fruits of this technology to the rest of the world, but jealously guarded its secrets. All nations were forced to trade with Atlantis, since Atlantis alone could manufacture the iron and bronze weapons to ensure their protection from invaders and the medicine to protect their citizens from disease. The king was wise enough not to try to rule the world by force, but was clearly the most powerful man in the world, because he controlled the world's wealth. This is not the story of Atlantis, but the story of one man. He was not born in Atlantis, but a hundred miles away, in no kingdom or village, but in a tent a few yards away from one of the many roads to Atlantis. The boy's mother died just a few hours after his birth, leaving his father to care for him. His father, a soldier for hire, knew he could not care for the boy alone, so he set out for the next village. He felt great sorrow over the death of his wife and felt equally bad for his unnamed son. Without milk, his son would starve to death in just a few hours. He prayed that there would be a woman in the village that was willing to be his infant son's wet nurse, or at least a goat for milking. He walked for half a day, seeing not a soul until he ambushed by bandits. There were four of them and even without a child to protect, he knew he was not likely to survive against these odds. A warrior lives by his wits as well as his sword, and he quickly made several decisions and formed a plan of action. He knew he couldn't let go of his son, because the bandits would surely use him as a hostage. He ran to the trees and dropped his pack on the way. With a little luck the bandits would settle for his belongings and no blood would be shed here today. He was not so lucky. The bandits ignored his pack and pursued him. When the warrior reached a thicket he drew his sword and turned to face them. At least this way, they couldn't attack him from behind. He realized that the bandits wanted his sword and his armor. They were more valuable than the few gold coins and the food in his pack. He also knew that he wouldn't survive long without them, so he had to stand and fight. His iron sword was far superior to the bronze, wood and stone weapons of the bandits. He certainly could have defeated one or two of them, but four could overwhelm him. His plan was to find the right moment to charge them and try to kill the largest one quickly. Perhaps this would frighten the others off. Again, luck was not with him today. The bandits did not continue their charge, but slowed and fanned out, trapping him against the thicket and giving him no opportunity for a surprise attack. He knew now that this was his day to die, but he was determined to take one of the bandits with him. He quickly, and as gently as he could, lowered his son to the ground next to him and pulled his long dagger with his left hand. With a blade in each hand, and the bandits being lightly armored, he knew he could kill one of them. He had decided on which one to kill and which combination of dagger thrust and sword stroke to use. Either would kill the cursed bastard. His hoped that the sword would be parried and the dagger would find its way into the bandit's stomach. That way he would suffer, perhaps for days, before he died. But die he would. The bandits moved closer and the warrior hoped that they would kill his son also. It was not a cruel thought, but a merciful one. He feared they would try to keep the boy alive to sell him into slavery. This would only prolong the child's suffering, as death was inevitable if he were not fed soon. The warrior's intended target was one pace away from his intended fate. The warrior anticipated that he would be struck in the legs by a stone axe and bronze sword immediately after wounding his target. If he were allowed any good fortune today, one of the bandits would strike him in the head instead, killing him quickly. A trained warrior would go for the easier target of the legs, but these bandits may not. Even an ignorant bandit would know that their weapons wouldn't pierce the iron plates he wore over his torso. The bandits stopped. The warrior waited for the last pace that would start and finish the battle in just a few seconds. Then his luck finally changed. He heard the distinct sound of a bowstring being released, the low soft whistle of an arrow in flight and thud of the arrow finding its mark. The bandit the warrior intended to kill, was killed instantly as an arrow entered his face. Before the arrow arrived, the warrior heard another bowstring released and another bandit had an arrow hit him in the stomach and pass completely through him. The bandit put his hands over the new hole in his midsection, took a few steps then fell forward as he took his last breath. The two remaining bandits turned and fled, but didn't get far. From the brush emerged a man and a woman. The warrior didn't see them until the bandits were within striking distance. The powerful looking man nearly sliced one bandit in half with an iron sword and the woman struck the other bandit across the knees with the wooden shaft of an iron tipped spear. The surviving bandit lay on the ground, moaning. He was conscious, but clearly in great pain. One of his knees bent in an unnatural position. He had dropped his sword when he fell and now he had the woman's razor sharp spear point pressed against the hollow of his throat. The warrior stood motionless, stunned at the speed of the attack. He kept his weapons at the ready, unsure of what was to happen next. He heard a woman's voice from the trees behind him. "Put your weapons away, Warrior. We will not kill you today." He did not put his weapons away, but instead tried to locate the source of the voice. He noticed that two more women had emerged from the trees in front of him. "Put your weapons away! If we intended to harm you, you would already be on the ground bleeding with the others." The warrior, realizing the truth of this statement, sheathed his blades and picked up his son. Four more women emerged from the trees behind him. All four carried bows and short swords. The women were tall and dressed in skins and cloth that were the combinations of gray, brown and the dull green of the forest. Their bows were as fine as he had ever seen and surprisingly stout for bows used by women. He wouldn't have thought that a woman would have the strength for such a bow. His attention turned the lone man in the group. He was dressed similarly, but his chest was impossibly deep. He surely had some armor under the outer garments. None of the women wore armor. The apparent leader of the group was a raven-haired woman. She stepped over to the surviving bandit. "Give me a reason I should let you live," she snapped at him. He did not answer. She glared at him with a look of utter contempt and then kicked him on his damaged knee. The bandit screamed. "Give me a reason to let you live," she again demanded. The bandit, very fearfully, started jabbering. "He stole the child from our village. We were only trying to get it back." "It?" asked the woman. "Why not she? Why do you call her it?" "I meant she!" blurted the bandit. The woman stared directly into the bandit's eyes and asked, "How is it that you don't know that the stolen child is a boy?" With that, she made eye contact with the woman holding the spear. The spear-wielding woman quickly put her full weight on the shaft. The spear went through the bandit's throat and into the ground. He only lurched once, since the sharp, broad spear point pierced his spinal cord. Death was instantaneous. The warrior's first instinct was to speak to the man, but it was clear that he wasn't in charge of this band. He spoke to the woman that questioned the bandit. "I thank you for saving us, dear lady." He bowed his head respectfully when he spoke. "You are welcome, Warrior. We did the world a service by dispatching those vermin." "Indeed you did. Is there anything I can do to repay you?" he asked. "I believe there is, but I don't know if you are willing," said the woman. "Ask, and it is yours, dear lady." "Very well. I want your son." These words struck him senseless as surely as a blow to the head. His mouth hung open for 10 seconds before he regained his wits. "Why would you want to take my son? You are Amazons, are you not?" "Yes, we are Amazons." "But everyone knows that Amazons kill their male children! Why do you wish to harm my son?" The Amazons and their male companion all laughed. "Apparently everyone knows this except the Amazons. We do not kill children. We bear no male children so we must adopt them. We buy slaves, we take in orphans, but we treat them as one of our own. We have a man with us. He has lived with us nearly thirty years. Does he look dead to you? Does he behave as if he was even mistreated?" "Why my son?" "We have been watching you as you passed through our territory. You are a large and powerful looking man. Your son will likely be large and powerful also. This makes him ideally suited for training as a soldier and protector of the Amazons. We saw your wife die after giving birth to him. We know that he will not survive another day in your care. You can't even feed him. Give him to me and he will survive and be well treated. Keep him and he will die." The warrior's eyes filled with tears. He knew that the Amazon spoke the truth about his son's chance of survival. He could not keep his son alive, but he didn't want his son to be a slave. He spoke to the man. "I don't want my son to be a slave. What say you, soldier? Does she speak the truth?" "Indeed she does. I have been well treated by the Amazons and I wish to have no other life. Your son will have a very pleasant life if you give him to my mistress," he said with a nod of his head toward the Amazon leader. "He will be allowed to leave when he comes of age, but I have never known a man who wished to do so." The warrior kissed his son once on the forehead and held him out in the direction of the Amazon leader. She stepped forward and took the boy. "Does he have a name, Warrior?" "I didn't name him, but I was thinking of naming him after my wife's father. His name was Anteros." "Very well, Warrior. Anteros it is. You have made the right choice. Anteros will be fed, clothed, educated, and trained to use a sword and bow. We will love him as our own child, and he will want for nothing. Farewell, Warrior. I must rush Anteros back to our camp. We have horses there and I will take him to our city and see that he is fed. You may pass through our territory, but do not attempt to follow us or reach our city. We will not allow this. The only men allowed in the Amazon city have been there since they were infants." With that she turned and trotted away, with the man leading the group and the other Amazons following in a line. Anteros' father did not attempt to follow. This was fortunate since the Amazons would have killed him, without hesitation or remorse, had he done so. Chapter 2 Anteros was taken to the city of the Amazons and nursed by a woman that had given birth to a daughter only a week before Anteros was born. This woman was the closest thing he had to a mother, but in Amazon society, males are raised by the community, not just one woman. To further insure that Anteros was not too attached to just one woman, and to spread the burden of an extra child, every day he was sent to another wet nurse. With a four "mothers" the strain of caring for an infant took less toll on the women than caring for him full time on their own. Each of his wet nurses also had a female child of their own, and that was enough to take care of every day. After he was weaned, he slept in different houses. He really had no permanent home. The entire city was his home. The Amazons carefully selected who he would stay with and when. It was all part of his education. All the girls, women and men, treated him kindly although he was expected to be respectful of all females and all adults. Anteros learned quickly to be subservient. This is what was demanded by Amazon culture. There were at least twenty females for each male in the city so Anteros missed out on much of the male bonding that is common in other societies. . His introduction to reading and writing started at the age of five. He started training as a soldier at the age of seven. Each day the instructors trained the boys and girls together. They were all treated equally, as the girls would need to fight men when they got older. Only sticks and blunt arrows were used with such young students. Anteros was taught that females were the superiors in Amazon society. He called all women "mistress" and all girls "miss". If he violated this rule, an immediate apology was insisted on. Then the offended party would give him three strokes across the behind with a leather strap that was used for corporal punishment. The severity of this punishment varied depending on the mood and strength of the person administering the discipline. Fortunately, when he was very young, the strokes were very light. Now that he was older, and the punishment would be more severe, he just didn't make the mistake. Anteros was curious about girl's bodies. He often saw them naked in the community baths, but tried not to stare. He had an urge to touch them in ways that he felt was improper. He did touch them in his soldier training, but not in the way he was thinking right now. He never had the opportunity to touch a woman intimately. He would never dare suggest such a thing and no woman had asked him to. Amazon women were tall, athletic and beautiful. Anteros just thought about some of the beauties he saw every day and felt a familiar stiffening in his trousers. He didn't know why he couldn't control this. He had a good idea of the purpose of this stiffening. He had seen livestock mating. The thought of this embarrassed him and he blushed. He was on his way to the baths. He must make this go away before he arrives. Anteros sat on a bench and waited. It seemed like it took forever. Every time his penis would start to soften, another woman would walk by and greet him and he would immediately wonder how her breasts would feel in his hands and his mouth. Nearly an hour passed before he was able to enter the baths. He disrobed and quickly entered the water, keeping his eyes averted from the beautiful females in the room. This wasn't the first time he had to carefully time his entrance and exit into the baths. It had become a familiar routine in the last few years. Now, safely in the water, he allowed himself to watch the lovely Lydia, washing her hair. She was blonde and about five years older than Anteros. She looked so lovely moving her hands on her head, causing her firm young breasts to jiggle. He immediately became fully erect, but did not worry about it since the water concealed his penis. All was well until Lydia noticed him staring at her breasts. "What are you staring at, Anteros?" "Nothing, Lydia," he said as he looked away. He was so flustered he didn't even notice his social error. "Lydia? Did you call me Lydia? I believe you meant to say Mistress Lydia or at the very least, Miss Lydia." "I'm very sorry, Mistress Lydia. Please accept my apology." "Of course I will accept your apology, Anteros. But, you must pay the price. I'll bet it has been a long time since you got three strokes on the behind. It is going to sting on that wet behind." Lydia climbed out of the tub, exposing the rest of her shapely body. "Come here, Anteros. Let us get your punishment over with." "I can't, Mistress Lydia. Not now... please," Anteros begged. "Nonsense, Anteros. Get out here now!" Lydia demanded. Another woman chimed in. "Do as she says, Anteros, or I will give you ten strokes for disobedience. Anteros recognized this woman as Rosella, a deputy to the Amazon queen. He knew that she could and would carry out this threat. "But, Mistress. I can't!" he whined. Her face was twisted with anger as she approached Anteros. Rosella was not accustomed to having anyone question her orders, least of all a male. She tried to wrestle him to the edge of the bath when his "problem" poked her in the belly. This caused her anger to soften into amusement. She reached down and tightly gripped his erection. "So, this is why you won't leave the bath, is it?" she laughed. "Ladies, it seems that our young Anteros is now a man. He has an erection the size of a stallion!" Laughter broke out throughout the room. "Okay, Anteros. I told everyone and it is really nothing to be ashamed of, so get out and show everyone," ordered Rosella. Anteros didn't move so she dragged him to the edge of the bath by his penis. This only served to make Anteros harder. She led him up the steps and showed his embarrassing situation to everyone. Anteros tried to hide his genitals with his hands, but Lydia and Rosella kept pulling his arms away. Anteros was not normally shy about his body. He knew that he had an admirable physique. Many women had favorably commented on his build. The physical training that he and all able-bodied residents of the city received, kept them strong and fit. Anteros was tall, deep chested and broad shouldered. Although not fully filled out, he was already larger than many of the other men. "Now bend over and put your hands on the bench," ordered Rosella. "Lydia owes you three strokes." Anteros hesitated and looked at Rosella's face, raising his gaze from the ground for the first time since being pulled from the bath. He had no doubt that she was serious. "And I owe you ten strokes, Anteros," Rosella added. "If you have not assumed your position in 5 seconds, I will have you bound and I will give you twenty strokes." Anteros quickly bent over and received three humiliating and painful strokes across his wet butt. Then Rosella gave him ten more. All of this and his erection remained. Having twenty naked women in the room was not helping matters any. He stayed in position, not anxious to expose his hard penis to the crowd. At least in this position, only Lydia, sitting at the end of the bench, was able to look. And look she did. Serving the Amazons Ch. 01 Rosella spoke to him softly. "You do not need to be embarrassed by your penis, Anteros. You have a perfectly fine penis. What is happening to it is normal. You just need to be taught some self-control." Anteros heard her words but did not heed them. He was feeling completely humiliated and didn't want to face the women behind him. He knew they were staring at his red striped behind. He glanced to Lydia, who was still staring, at his erection. Her eyes were wide and the tip of her tongue lightly brushed across her upper lip. Anteros saw no sign of disgust as he had expected. Rather, she looked curious, even lustful. Her eyes met his and he thought he saw a hint of a smile. Rosella continued speaking. "Stand up, turn around, and hold your head high, Anteros. The only thing you have done wrong is showing a lack of respect for Lydia and disobeying my order. I know that you did not intend to do either of these things. You have been punished and now you've been forgiven. Are you angry with Anteros, Lydia?" "Not at all, Rosella," she answered. She looked directly into his eyes when she added; "I am flattered that he finds me so exciting." Anteros was sure that he saw her smile this time. He stood upright, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He slowly turned and exposed his erection to everyone. Every eye in the room was on him, some on his face, some on his genitals, but all on him. He heard a woman near him say; "I think Anteros needs to spend the night at my house." Rosella heard this too and answered, "All in good time. Anteros has a few things to learn first. I'm sure that soon he will handle his little sword as well as his large one." This provoked more laughter. Anteros was still feeling humiliated, but was somewhat relieved that no one seemed to be upset by his embarrassing condition. In fact, they all seemed to be enjoying it. "How old are you boy?" asked Rosella. "I'm eighteen years, Mistress," answered Anteros with his head respectfully bowed. He didn't want to do anything to give Rosella an excuse to add to the humiliation he'd already been through. "Anteros, cover yourself with a towel and come with me," instructed Rosella. "Lydia, you come along too." As Rosella and Lydia dressed themselves in simple white gowns, Anteros wrapped a towel around him self and retrieved his clothing. He then followed Rosella out of the bathhouse into the street. He held his bundle of clothing in front of himself to hide the tent he was making from the towel. Anteros couldn't help but notice that Rosella was an attractive woman. She was probably twenty years older than he, but attractive never the less. He watched her muscular legs, which were bared to mid-thigh. Lydia walked beside her and had long been the object of Anteros' desire. Of course, he had been too shy to actually tell her so. She was so beautiful that Anteros became tongue-tied in her presence. He intentionally avoided looking at Lydia, so he could keep his wits about him. Rosella and Lydia both wore the informal short gown than what was commonly worn by Amazon women in their leisure time. It was made of thin white cloth that one could not see through, but did little to hide the shape of the breasts or the size of the nipples. Anteros had seen Rosella naked just a minute before, but now he thought that her nipples protruding under the fabric of her gown were very enticing. He silently cursed himself for staring because he knew that his erection would never go away if he didn't start thinking about something else, and even more so because Rosella noticed him staring. "You are not behaving like the civilized boy you were trained to be, Anteros!" she snapped. "Please forgive me, Mistress Rosella. I am ashamed of my behavior today." "I forgive you, Anteros. Now quit staring at my breasts and watch where you are going." Anteros did as he was told. His erection eventually subsided as they made a long walk to a building near the queen's residence. He remembered asking one his tutors what this building was, but she had told him he would learn when it was time, and that he should not ask again. Apparently, this was the time. Rosella stood facing the door then shot him a disapproving glance. Anteros quickly realized that he had committed yet another social error and quickly opened the door for her. Lydia followed, and then Anteros entered last. The room was brightly lit. The floor was fine marble and the walls were completely covered with bright drapery. Light entered through several large windows, which were high on the wall, preventing anyone from looking in or out. A small exotic looking woman greeted Rosella and Lydia then turned her gaze toward Anteros. "Who have we here, Rosella?" she asked. "A new trainee for you, Lien. I fear his education has been delayed too long. He is eighteen years old so it is time to initiate him and teach him some self-control," answered Rosella. Lien looked Anteros in the eyes and asked, "What is your name, boy?" Anteros noticed that she had a slight accent, although she spoke the Amazon language competently. She was much too small to be of Amazon blood, yet she occupied a lavish building only a block from the queen's palace. He suspected that she was an important woman. "My name is Anteros, Mistress." As he answered he bowed his head slightly to show respect. "Do you know why you are here, Anteros?" "No, Mistress. Mistress Rosella told me to follow her, so here I am." Lien acknowledged Anteros' reply with a nod and turned back to Rosella. "So you and Lydia will be witnesses to the initiation?" "That was my intent." Rosella then asked Lydia, "Have you ever served as a witness to a boy passing to manhood?" "No but I am anxious to do so, Mistress Rosella," answered Lydia. "It seems fitting, since it seems that it was you making Anteros think so much about being a man," Rosella said laughingly. "Come this way please," said Lien. She led them to a room with only a strange table in the center and a cabinet along one wall. There was an hourglass on the cabinet. The table was roughly in the shape of an "x". The top was padded. "Anteros, drop that bundle and take off that towel." "What? I mean, forgive me. I don't think I heard you clearly, Mistress," Anteros stammered. Rosella took his bundled clothing from his hands and said, "You heard her, Anteros. Remove the towel." Anteros gave her a pained look, and then did as he was told. He lowered his gaze to the floor. Rosella took the towel from his hand and set it, with his clothing, on the floor. "Don't be shy, Anteros. You have a beautiful body. It is time for you to share it with us. Now do whatever Lien tells you to. Please don't make me repeat her commands." Anteros nodded affirmatively then looked at Lien. "Okay Anteros. Lay on the table," instructed Lien. Anteros tried to follow this instruction, but it was awkward. His body barely fit on the center portion of the X shaped table. Rosella and Lien helped him place his arms and legs in the proper position, leaving him spread-eagled and naked. Anteros was not comfortable in this position, and it was about to get worse. Lien leaned over his face and spoke softly to him, from just a few inches away. "I don't want you to be alarmed, Anteros, but now I am going to bind you to the table. I am not going to hurt you in any way, but being bound is important. It is part of a ritual that all boys go through here when they become men. You will actually like this a great deal. You know that the Amazons would not allow harm to come to you. Don't you, Anteros? Are you ready?" Anteros glanced at Rosella and Lydia then looked at Lien and nodded affirmatively. Lien tightened leather straps on each arm at the wrist and midway between his elbow and shoulder. She then tightened the straps at his ankles and just above the knees. Anteros was now securely bound, naked, and completely helpless. Despite the fact that he trusted these women to do him no harm, he had never been bound before and it made him nervous. "Relax, Anteros," said Rosella. "I promise that you will enjoy this. After we are done here today, you will spend a few weeks living here with Lien. You will become very close friends and this is the first step. You must trust her." Lien stood over Anteros and caressed his face with her smooth hand. "The reason you are here, Anteros, is to teach you about the intimate relations between a man and a woman. Every man raised by the Amazons goes through this training, which takes several weeks. When I am done with you, you will be a wonderful lover, very considerate of the needs of women." Lien started rubbing her hand over his broad chest and continued speaking. "You have probably guessed that I am not an Amazon. They allow me to live among them and in exchange, I train men to satisfy the needs of women. I am from Asia, where I was a slave, trained since childhood to satisfy a man. I escaped and joined the Amazons. Here the priorities are opposite and now I train men to satisfy women instead. The Amazons have taught me much and I have taught them much. Together, we will teach you everything you need to know." Lien spoke to the women. "Very well, I will now proceed with the initiation of Anteros. Since you've chosen to witness this, perhaps I'll ask you to participate." Lien then spoke to Anteros again. "Tell me about when you touch your penis, Anteros. Does it feel good?" Anteros could not believe that she was asking such a personal question, but he also knew that he was expected to answer truthfully. The Amazons had no patience with liars. "Sometimes it does, Mistress," he answered softly. "I don't mean when you urinate or when you wash it, Anteros. I mean does it get hard when you touch it? Do you play with it because it feels good? "I have touched it when it is hard. It does feel good then." "That must stop, Anteros. Let me explain why. There are more than twenty women for every man in the territory of the Amazons. Women have certain needs that a man can best satisfy. Your penis belongs to the women that have raised you as their own. They will give you pleasure and you will give them pleasure. There is always some woman available for this. There is no excuse for pleasuring yourself. Is that clear, Anteros?" asked Lien. "Yes, Mistress," answered Anteros. "Now tell me, Anteros. When you touch your hard penis, does anything come out? Do you ejaculate?" "Nothing comes out, Mistress. I don't know what you mean by ejaculate." "It surprises me that a boy your age has not ejaculated. I know that you wouldn't lie to me, but tell me again. Are you sure nothing has come out of your penis when it was hard?" "Nothing, Mistress. I never play with it long because I know that it is forbidden." "Very well, Anteros. You will learn the meaning of ejaculate today." Lien retrieved a bottle of scented oil and started sprinkling it on his penis. This quickly caused him to become erect again and his erection grew even more when she rubbed oil into his hairless and sensitive scrotum. Anteros was hairless and smooth, not because he was young, but because in this ancient time, all people had hairless bodies. Hair grew on their heads and they had eyebrows and eyelashes, but there was no hair below. Men didn't grow beards, nor have hair on their chests, under their arms or on their genitals. Like the men, women had no body hair either. Their pubic mounds stayed as smooth and hairless as the day they came into the world. Lien moved to the bottom of the table, standing directly between his legs. She carefully examined his erection with her hands. "You have a very nice penis, Anteros. It has good length and above average girth. At this moment it feels like it is made of stone." Lien glanced at Lydia. "Please put a pillow under his head so he can see what I am doing to him." Lydia complied and Anteros groaned. He now had a good view of his throbbing penis jutting toward the ceiling. "What is the matter, Anteros? Am I hurting you?" she asked rhetorically. "No, Mistress," he answered as if he were out of breath. "Very well, Anteros. I will continue," said Lien. "Let me examine these testicles," said Lien to herself. She rubbed the baby soft skin of his hairless scrotum and massaged the glands inside, prompting another groan from Anteros. She knew that it was a groan of pleasure but his jerking penis made her take her hand away. It was not time for him to ejaculate yet. "You have large testicles, Anteros. That, along with your large penis is going to make you very popular. You are going to make some women very happy. What did you feel when I touched your testicles, Anteros?" "My penis was burning. I felt like I was going to urinate," he answered. "Don't urinate, Anteros. No matter how much you want to, don't! What you were feeling was the building of an orgasm, which will result in ejaculation. You must control your ejaculation and learn to ejaculate only when you have the permission of your mistress. Do you understand, Anteros?" "Yes, Mistress. I will try," he answered. "You must not only try, but succeed, Anteros. I will teach you." Lien took his penis in one hand and lightly stroked up and down, just brushing her fingers against the tender skin. Anteros could not contain his moans. Lien picked up the bottle of oil and turned over an hourglass that was just a step way, then returned to the table. Lien poured some more oil over the tip of Anteros' erect penis and allowed it to run down to his smooth scrotum. She then slowly rubbed the oil up and down on his penis, with a tighter grip than she had used before. As if this were not stimulating enough for a virgin, she used the other hand to rub oil into his scrotum. "I know this is difficult for you, Anteros, but I am going to keep you hard for an hour and then let you ejaculate. You must not allow yourself to ejaculate before I give you permission. Now just relax and enjoy this." Lien massaged his genitals, ever so slowly, to help him maintain control. When his testicles pulled up tight against his body and he started tensing up, she stopped stroking. Lien allowed the other women to take turns on his genitals also, but kept a close eye that they would not over stimulate him. More than once, she had to push their hands away when he came too close to orgasm. Lydia and Rosella were enjoying Anteros' predicament immensely. Both were experienced with men, but bringing a virgin male to his first orgasm was a rare treat in society where the women outnumbered the men by more than twenty to one. This process went on for a full hour. Anteros had been at the edge of orgasm at least a twenty times. His testicles, in fact his entire groin area ached for release. He didn't know what an orgasm was, but he hoped it would relieve the ache he felt. "The hour is up, Anteros. You have been a good student and now it is time for your reward," said Lien as she slightly increased the pace of her stroking. "Try thinking about how women look naked. Think about how and where you would like to touch them. Think about their breasts, their buttocks, the cleft between their legs." As she spoke, Anteros' testicles tried to pull up close to his body again, but Lien used her thumb and forefinger to gently encircle the top part of his scrotum above the testicles and then pulled the testicles firmly downward. This temporarily suppressed the urge to release something from his penis. "I didn't tell you to ejaculate yet, Anteros. Be patient, it will be very soon. First I want you to imagine that you are with Lydia and she is naked. You are caressing her breasts with your hands and then you take a nipple into your mouth and suckle like an infant." Anteros was groaning and straining against his bonds. Lien kept his testicles pulled away from his body, as she used her other hand to stroke his penis more rapidly now. Rosella reached down and started tickling Anteros' testicles through his tightly stretched sack. The pain in his groin was becoming unbearable. He imagined sucking Lydia's nipples and it caused his penis to feel like it was on fire. Then he heard Lien say, "Lydia, be a dear and let him taste your breast." He felt like his penis was going to explode when Lydia dropped her pointed, pink nipple into his mouth. He did suckle like a baby. Lien spoke to Lydia, "When he comes, hold his head up so he can see it." Lien then spoke to Anteros and increased the pace of her hands. "It is time, Anteros. You may let it go now. Ejaculate hard and enjoy your first time." Anteros no longer held back. He strained to force something out of his manhood. He couldn't do it despite the help of the lovely Lydia's breasts in his face. Then suddenly, Lien released her grip on his scrotum and put both of her hands on his penis. She stroked rapidly and tightened her grip. Rosella cupped his testicles and squeezed gently. To Anteros, it felt like his testicles were sucked through his penis and thrust out. Although it was slightly painful burning in his groin, it was the most wonderful thing he had ever felt. Lydia put her hands behind his head and held it up so he could see spurt after spurt of hot white liquid erupt from his penis as Lien stroked it. "Pump it all out, Anteros," said Lien as she continued pumping his penis. Anteros' first orgasm continued and he strained to release more semen, but only a trickle emerged. There was a great deal of the warm, sticky substance on his belly and chest. Anteros was stunned by what had just happened. As a young boy, he was chastised for touching his penis for anything but urinating and washing. He hoped that he would be allowed to copulate when he reached manhood, but had no idea that semen even existed, much less what it looked like. Now he had seen it pumped from his own penis by a woman's hands. He had many questions going through his mind, but he was unable to speak right now. His penis started to wilt in Lien's hands. She set his shrinking penis down on his abdomen and asked, "Did you like that, Anteros?" Anteros nodded his head and whispered, "Yes! Thank you, Mistress." "I'm glad you enjoyed it, Anteros. Now I will repeat that you must NEVER attempt to do this to yourself. It is unlikely that any woman will do this for you again. Well, maybe once more in a few days, but then never again." Anteros' contented smile quickly changed to a look of profound disappointment. Lien smiled at him, amused by her cruel little joke. "Don't worry, Anteros. You will have many more orgasms. I will teach you things that are far more pleasurable than what you just experienced." Anteros noticed that Lydia was standing near the top of the table and was stroking his hair. Lien's called an assistant in who used a wet cloth to clean the semen off of him. Lien started removing his restraints. The other women joined in and he was freed in a few seconds. Lydia looked down at his face and smiled, "Anteros, when you are finished with your training, I would like to get to know you a little better." Rosella added, "I think a lot of women would like to spend some time with Anteros. He needs to be trained, but he has great potential!" Lien replied, "Anteros will need to stay here for several months. You will both get a chance to entertain Anteros later. Anteros, you go gather your belongings and come back here. You will be living with me for a while." Anteros returned, half an hour later, with his meager possessions. He brought his clothing, some leather armor, a wooden sword, a bow and some arrows. He had nothing else and needed nothing else. Lien showed him to a small room. "This room will be yours during your training. Mornings, you will receive training here. You will attend your usual classes in the late morning and your fencing and archery practice in the afternoon. You will return here to bathe and for your evening meal. Then you will be trained here again before you sleep." Serving the Amazons Ch. 01 "Yes, mistress Lien," Anteros answered. He was relieved that he would be bathing here because he had no wish to go back to the public baths where he was humiliated an hour ago. He was also wildly excited about staying in the home of the woman that had just brought him to his first orgasm. "Let me show you the kitchen," said Lien. "You may eat and then go to your practice." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Comments are appreciated. The next two chapters are already written; I just need to polish them before I submit them. Serving the Amazons Ch. 02 Parts 3 and 4 of the Serving the Amazon series. Anteros ate and then gathered his weapons and armor. He carried them in a sack. There was no point in putting the armor on, since it was customary to swim before practicing. When he arrived, there were several dozen other students. All but one other was female. Anteros was one of the older students, with some being 3 years his junior. The academy was at the edge of the great river that flowed past the territory of the Amazons. The students gathered there, waiting for the class to start. They chatted with each other, but today the normally gregarious Anteros kept to himself. He had a lot on his mind. He couldn't stop thinking about Lien and how she had touched him. Anteros was a star pupil with a sword. He possessed great strength and quickness, as well as a keen sense of his opponent's intentions. He always seemed to know what an opponent's next move would be. None of the other students could match him with a sword, although Ninsala, the fencing master, always seemed to find a way to land a blow on him when she wished. She said that it was Anteros' anticipation that allowed her to defeat him. Being aware of this he tried not to over anticipate. It was a cat and mouse game, more mental than physical. He was stronger than she, and equally fast but she was able to beat him by out thinking him. Sometimes they would fence for ten minutes before she would strike him, but she always won. He supposed that was the reason she was the master and he was the student. It was no challenge for him to practice with his classmates, so Anteros often practiced with the best swordsmen and swordswomen in the city. The fencing master would usually match him against two students, if she or one of her fellow teachers were not able to fence with him. Anteros always defeated two of his classmates, but this was at least more challenging for him. Anteros was also quite adept at hand-to-hand combat. His strength, speed and large size made it difficult for anyone to beat him. Anteros often grappled with an opponent longer that he needed to because he enjoyed the body contact while wrestling girls. After his session with Lien, he now knew better why he enjoyed this. He had been trained to use a staff, spear, and dagger with deadly proficiency. The teachers at the academy knew that Anteros was going to be an exceptional warrior. He had already attracted the attention of the captain of the queen's personal guards. With Anteros' size, strength and skill at his young age, the queen's captain made the time to watch Anteros' practice at least once a month. They were grooming him for a position among the Amazon's elite warriors. His one weakness, in the martial arts, was with a bow. Anteros could launch an arrow a great distance, but accuracy was not something he excelled at. He was able to hit the straw dummies with a killing blow at 100 paces. At 150 paces, the arrows sometimes hit the arm or leg, but he did hit it. This was good enough for the soldiers of many armies, but among the Amazons, it was something anyone could do. Amazons could consistently hit the head of the straw dummies at 100 paces, and the body at 200 paces. Anteros didn't like archery. He practiced as much as he was required to, but his heart wasn't in it. He loved the sword, and even though he had only a wooden one, he lusted for one made of iron. An iron sword was the only material possession that he longed for. He knew that one day he would get one, but he didn't know when that day would come. Ninsala ordered the students into the river. They quickly disrobed and entered the water. The students were expected to swim to the opposite bank and then back. When they emerged from the water, they put on their leather armor and gathered in the area where they practiced. The students spread out and stretched their muscles. Anteros was still thinking about the pleasure that Lien had given him. While he was daydreaming, he was admiring the shape of Lorissa, who was wearing a short skirt and was bent over a few yards in front of him. He was bent over at the waist with his head up. Lorissa, also bent over at the waist, looked between her impossibly long legs and met his gaze. This embarrassed Anteros, but not as badly as when the flat edge of Ninsala's sword struck him in the behind. This was not painful, since Anteros' armor protected him from the blow, but the force sent him sprawling forward into the grass. Several of the other students, including Lorissa, saw this and laughed openly. Anteros, red-faced, quickly stood up and looked at the stern face of Ninsala. Ninsala was unable to grasp his hair or ear since Anteros was wearing a helmet. She was determined to make a strong point to Anteros, so she grabbed the only thing she could, his nose. She pulled his head down to her mouth and whispered in the ear hole of his helmet. "If you are staring at Lorissa's bottom during battle, you will die quickly. Now pay attention to your exercises." Anteros, humiliated yet again today, simply stared at the ground. Ninsala knew that he understood, but feared that his interest in Lorissa was a problem that she was going to have some trouble dealing with. She wasn't aware that Anteros was now initiated into manhood and would be leaving her class soon. Ninsala ordered the students to pair up and fence. She decided to teach Anteros another lesson and paired him up with Lorissa. Lorissa was tall and strong, a very good fencer, but not in Anteros' league. Anteros had known Lorissa for as long as he could remember. They were born within days of each other. They played together and attended school together. They were good friends, but for some time, Anteros couldn't help but notice how beautiful she had become. Lorissa was nearly as tall as Anteros. Her build was slim, but she was strong from years of training. Her long, dark, hair had a natural wave and reached nearly to her waist. She was quite proud of her hair and seldom braided it or put it up. She tanned easily and had an even brown cast over her smooth skin. "Don't hurt her, Anteros, but give her a good workout. I want her muscles to ache after today's lesson," said Ninsala. "Yes, Mistress," Anteros answered with a nod. He couldn't help but think he would like to massage the ache out of Lorissa's muscles. Anteros and Lorissa squared off. Lorissa knew that Anteros was the superior fencer, but that never deterred her from aggressively attacking him. Lorissa struck first with a quick lunge directly at Anteros' midsection. He moved to parry it, but it was only a feint. Lorissa quickly moved to his left and swung her wooden sword towards his exposed arm. Anteros parried this blow and countered with a thrust toward Lorissa's midsection. Lorissa, quick on her feet, managed to step back just far enough that he missed by an inch. She then stepped forward, with four quick slices. Left, right, left, down. Her form was impeccable, but Anteros managed to block each stroke. Lorissa had moved too close to him and he suddenly dropped to the ground, and swept her legs out from beneath her. As she fell, he struck her across the kidney with his wooden sword. She was protected by her armor and he did not use great force. She was uninjured, but had they been using real swords, her death would have been nearly instantaneous. Lorissa groaned, disgusted at herself for allowing him to do this to her. "You will pay for that, Anteros!" she snapped at him. She was not angry with him, but at herself, and Anteros knew this. Anteros was sitting on the ground with his legs still entwined with the long legs of the reclining Lorissa. Her arms were above her head and she stared at the sky. Anteros thought she looked even more beautiful than usual. They both returned to their fighting stances. Lorissa looked even more intent on striking Anteros. Anteros smiled at her, which seemed to infuriate her. Lorissa attacked him with a vigor that he had not seen in her before. Anteros dodged, ducked, blocked and parried every blow she attempted for a full ten minutes. She was dripping with perspiration. Lorissa was in excellent physical condition, but Anteros could see that she was becoming fatigued. He was merely getting warmed up, since parrying her blows was much less tiring than swinging the heavy wooden sword. Anteros counter attacked. He didn't really try to land his blows, but only attacked with enough speed to give Lorissa practice at parrying and dodging. When she was tired enough that it would be easy for him, he disarmed her with a powerful blow aimed near the hilt of her sword. Lorissa, spun and dropped, attempting to sweep him off his feet with a reverse roundhouse kick. Anteros simply blocked this with his sword. As she made contact the tip of his sword wedged into the ground. Again, Lorissa was not seriously hurt, but in a real battle, she would have had her calf muscles cut through to the bone and would likely be crippled for life. "Pick up your sword and try again," said Anteros. Lorissa sat on the ground and rubbed her bruised leg, obviously in some pain. "Are you injured, Miss Lorissa? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." Lorissa flashed an angry look at him. "Don't worry about me, Anteros. I can take worse than this." Lorissa was an Amazon and the Amazons were tough. If they weren't they never could have survived in this man's world. "Let me look. Please Miss. I would like to help." Ninsala had noticed that Lorissa was still on the ground and approached them. She dropped to one knee and pushed Lorissa's hands away. "Let me see, Lorissa." Lorissa complied and Ninsala examined her calf closely. "You will have a nasty bruise, Lorissa. I expect you will live though." Her attention turned to Anteros and she did not appear to be happy. "I told you not to hurt her, Anteros. What do you think you were doing, striking her so hard?" "I didn't hit her, Mistress. She tried to kick me and I blocked with my sword." Ninsala looked at Lorissa and Lorissa nodded affirmatively. Ninsala shook her head back and forth and looked skyward as if to say, "Why did the Gods test my patience this way." "Help her up, Anteros. Take her to a physician. You will be alright, Lorissa, but a physician may be able to accelerate your healing." Anteros stood behind Lorissa easily lifted her to her feet. He stood beside her and she put one arm around his shoulders for support. She gingerly walked beside him, barely able to stand putting weight on her injured leg. Anteros simply reached behind her legs and picked her up. Lorissa looked annoyed at first. Her face was only inches from Anteros' and he could see the burning intensity in her dark brown eyes. Anteros smiled broadly, amused at her pride and also enjoying holding her close to him. Lorissa's expression softened and she also smiled. As he carried her to the physician, he was wishing that Lorissa had been involved in his initiation. The smile left Anteros' face and he looked straight ahead as he realized he was getting an erection. Much to his relief, it subsided as they approached the physician's home and office. Lorissa pushed open the door and Anteros sat her on the table. The physician entered the room and immediately saw that Lorissa was rubbing her leg with a pained expression. She moved Lorissa's hand out of the way and moved her own hands gently from ankle to mid-thigh. "It seems to just be a bruise, Lorissa. Anteros, you really must stop hitting her with that wooden sword. It has been a few months since the two of you have been in here and I thought you'd finally got some sense beaten into that hard head of yours." "But, I didn't hit her, Mistress..." Anteros blurted out. The physician interrupted him, "If you didn't hit her, then why did you have to carry her here?" "She kicked my sword, Mistress," answered Anteros. "Well that must be a new fighting technique. It has been a long time since I trained as a warrior and I never was very good at it, but kicking your opponent's sword is not something they taught me. I suppose that is why I'm a physician. I really don't understand the finer aspects of combat," she said sarcastically. "Stay off that leg for a three days, Lorissa. There is the danger of a nasty blood clot forming and the best thing you can do to prevent that is stay in bed and keep your leg elevated. I know you already have crutches, thanks to your last bout with Anteros. Come back in three days. Walk here if it isn't too painful. Carry her home, Anteros. Now get out of here." After taking Lorissa home and seeing that she was resting comfortably with her leg elevated, Anteros returned to the practice field. Ninsala approached him and inquired about Lorissa's condition. "She will be unable to train for at least three days, Mistress," he informed her. "While you were gone I received a message from Lien. She tells me that you are now a man and you should train with the adults. This will be your last training session here, Anteros. Tomorrow afternoon you train with mistress Diana. Tonight and tomorrow morning you train with mistress Lien," said Ninsala with a wicked smile and a wink. "Take care to remember my lessons when you are with Diana. If you are distracted by Lien's lessons, Diana will teach you a painful lesson. You are a good swordsman, Anteros, but the warriors that Diana is training are older and far more skilled than the young ones in my care. Don't count on being the best there." "Yes, Mistress," he answered. Ninsala saw him gazing at a young woman walking by. She was not pleased by his rudeness. Ninsala, a woman that tended to act first and discuss it later, took action. Anteros was not wearing his helmet now so grabbed his left ear with quickness and power of someone that had been practicing with a sword for thirty years. Anteros winced but didn't cry out or try to break her grip. For one thing it would have been improper to resist the discipline of his teacher. For another thing she was so strong he was afraid his ear would come off before her grip weakened. "Pay attention, Boy!" she snapped. "Heed my words, Anteros. You have great potential, but you aren't ready to take any of Diana's students lightly," she added. With that she released her grip and ordered him to the archery range. Anteros easily pierced the center of a target at 100 paces. His next arrow hit the edge of a target at 150 paces. Normally, he would have hit this target near the center, but he was daydreaming about his experience with Lien, and how beautiful Lorissa was. He fired another arrow and just nicked the edge of the target, then attempted to hit the target at 200 paces. He missed it by several feet while his younger classmates were hitting their targets solidly every time. He blushed. He was used to being teased about his inability to strike the center of the target at 200 paces, but to miss it completely was shameful. "Anteros!" shouted Ninsala. "Come here! The rest of you continue practicing and mind your own business!" He saw anger in Ninsala's eyes, the likes of which he'd never seen. Her dark stare cut right through him. His heart sank. He liked and respected Ninsala. He was afraid. Not afraid that she'd pull his ear or strike him with the flat of her sword, but afraid that he'd disappointed her. "Come with me, Boy!" she snapped as she led him inside her home nearby. Ninsala's home was a common type in the Amazon city. It was sturdy, constructed of mortar, and had a thatched roof. It was one room and had several shuttered windows. Most Amazons lived simply and preferred to be outdoors most of the time. A luxurious home was considered unnecessary. He'd never been inside her home and wasn't too happy to be there now. This obviously wasn't going to be a pleasant social call. Ninsala slammed the door shut. The shutters were already closed and Anteros was glad that no one was going to see the humiliation he was sure to be suffering very soon. "How dare you? I spend four years training you and on your last day you behave like a novice. A foolish novice at that!" she shouted. Anteros' head was hanging in shame. "I'm sorry, Mistress," was all he could think to say. Anteros was normally a very polite and rarely chastised member of the community. In the last few hours his brain had been crippled by his lust and he couldn't seem to do anything right. "Look at me, when I talk to you! I trained you to be a warrior, not a sniveling slave!" Anteros raised his head and looked her directly in the eye. His face was flushed with shame. "Do you know why I am so angry with your performance, Anteros? Do you have any idea?" she asked loudly. "I have not performed up to your expectations, Mistress. I failed you," he answered. "That is part of it, but not all. You are going to train with adults, Anteros. I told them you were one of the best students I've ever taught, despite the fact that you are only adequate with a bow. Great things are expected of you. If you go to Diana's class and miss a target at 200 paces you will bring shame on yourself and shame on me!" Ninsala had given no sign that her anger was softening. Ninsala was not a subtle woman. She said what she thought and her facial expressions punctuated her words. Anteros stood motionless, looking her in the eye as she expected a warrior to do. He'd made her angry enough already. He had no intention of angering her further by disobeying her order to look at her. "There is more to it than that, Anteros. What I am teaching you is deadly serious business! Only a very good swordsman can best you if you do as you I trained you to do. If you forget your training some unskilled bandit may kill you! Is that how you wish to die, Anteros? Would you like to have your throat cut by a bandit with a cheap stolen sword?" "No, Mistress," answered Anteros. Ninsala finally lowered her voice. She was still scolding him but he was relieved that she was no longer shouting at him. "Then you must concentrate, Anteros. I've know you since you were a small boy," said Ninsala as she stepped close to him and looked up at his face. "Now look at you. You are a head taller than I am. For eighteen years we've fed, clothed, and educated you. Soon you will be traveling with our trading parties to protect them. It would be a terrible waste to have you killed before you were even fully grown." Ninsala moved to a simple wooden chair and sat down, crossing her long tan legs as she did. She seemed to have gotten her anger out of her system, but she wasn't quite done with him yet. "I know that you were initiated, Anteros. I also know that it is something that makes your mind wander. But you must understand, Anteros that your life depends on learning the way of the warrior. You will have many opportunities to be intimate with women, but you have only one life. When you are holding your sword or your bow, there should be nothing on your mind but using them as well as you possibly can. I don't care how attractive you find Lorissa's behind. I don't care what Lien did you this morning or what she'll do to you tonight. The only thing that matters when you hold a weapon is using the weapon as you were trained to do. Do you understand?" "Yes, Mistress," answered Anteros. "Very well. Return to the archery range. Don't stop practicing until you've put 10 consecutive arrows into the target at 200 paces. Then come back here." "Yes, Mistress," he answered as he hastily exited the house. It didn't take Anteros long to meet Ninsala's goal. He was determined to succeed and his next ten arrows struck the target. Any one of the ten would have killed a man. He walked slowly back to Ninsala's house. The door was open and he saw Ninsala and her assistant instructors inside. Serving the Amazons Ch. 02 "Come in, Anteros," said Ninsala. "I have something for you." The women were smiling as he stepped into the room. Ninsala held out a long object wrapped in cloth. "This is yours now, Anteros. You are a man and will enter the next stage of your training tomorrow. Soon you will be traveling with our traders to protect them. Unwrap it." Anteros could feel that the object was heavy as he removed the cloth. His face lit up as he realized the gift that she'd given him. It was an iron sword. The long handle was wrapped in tacky feeling leather. The blade was at home in a stiff leather sheath that was attached to a thick matching belt. His face beamed as he said, "Thank you, Mistress!" "You're welcome, Anteros. Diana will teach you to care for the sword. It is a fine one and will last the rest of your life if you don't neglect it. Be careful with it because the sword smith put a sharp edge on it." "I've never seen one quite like it, Mistress. The color is different than others I've seen." "It is a new process that we learned from Atlantis. The iron is mixed with something else and they purify it somehow. Then the smith pounds more layers on the edge. I really don't understand it. My talent is in using weapons, not making them. The iron is supposed to be more durable." "It is a gift I am not worthy of, Mistress. It must be very expensive. Please allow me to return it to you and you can give me one of your old swords," insisted Anteros. "I see your wits are returning, Anteros. That is what I'd expect of the respectful young man that you usually are. In fact, I intended to give you one of my old swords. That is usually all you need until you are actually expected to use a sword in battle. However, Mistress Rosella bought this one and insisted that I give it to you instead. She seems to like you for some reason." "I am honored that she would give me such a gift," Anteros said. "How do you know Rosella?" asked Ninsala. "It puzzles me what interest such a high ranking woman would have in you." "Uh... I just met her this morning. I guess she likes me," Anteros answered nervously. "You don't want to talk about it do you, Anteros? It is obvious that there is more to the story than that. I have plenty of time. Now tell me," she ordered. Then she spread her arms and motioned to the three other women in the room. "Tell us." "It really isn't very interesting, Mistress. I don't want to bore you," Anteros said, trying to evade Ninsala's order. "Nonsense, Anteros. We all want to hear it so stop being evasive. Where exactly did you meet Mistress Rosella?" "In the public baths." Anteros was in a social corner and he had no choice but to answer. "And how did she come to notice you in particular? I know that you wouldn't presume to approach her." Anteros was trapped and he knew it. It was considered extremely dishonorable to lie in Amazon society, even more so to lie to someone that was in a superior position. Ninsala was female, a respected martial arts trainer, his teacher and twenty years his senior. She outranked him four ways. He was forced to tell the tale of his humiliation at the baths. "I'm guessing it was Rosella that took you to see Lien," said Ninsala. "Yes, Mistress. That is correct," Anteros confirmed. "And she participated in your initiation too, didn't she?" asked Ninsala. "Yes, Mistress." "You must have made quite an impression on her to be worthy of such an expensive gift. I'm sorry I wasn't there myself," said Ninsala with a chuckle. This elicited soft laughter from the other women. Anteros noticed that some of them were looking at him in a different way, including Ninsala. This made him uncomfortable but he knew that he was expected to return her gaze when she spoke to him. "Very well, Anteros. Congratulations on becoming a man. Remember your lessons well. Diana is a marvelous archer and quite competent with a sword as well. She was one of my assistants a few years ago. She really is a splendid teacher." Ninsala walked over to him, put her arms around him and embraced him firmly. "Learn well, Anteros. You may be the one at my back during a battle and I am not yet ready to die." Anteros returned her embrace. Her words bit into his brain better than anything else she'd said to him today. Someday, perhaps soon, others would depend on him to keep them alive. It was that thought, on that night that changed his attitude toward his lessons in martial arts. Each of the other teachers congratulated him and embraced him as well. He thought he saw a tear in Ninsala's eye. He did. For 18 years she'd thought of him as a little boy. His size hadn't changed that, but the fact that he was going to train with the warriors, made her see him as a man. "Go back to Lien now, Anteros. I'm sure she has a valuable lesson to teach you tonight," said Ninsala. The women broke out in spontaneous giggling. "Learn Lien's lessons well too, Anteros," said one of the women. "I will be giving you a test later!" The women were laughing openly now. Anteros wasn't offended. He knew they were only having a little fun with him. Anteros, always respectful of his teacher, cradled his new sword and returned as he was told. Chapter 4 When Anteros returned to Lien's house she wasn't there. One of her assistants, a beautiful brown haired woman was waiting for him. She was obviously of Amazon blood. She was tall, lean and had a face that Anteros could only describe as angelic. She was wearing a simple garment that was little more than a silk cloth with a hole cut in it to place her head through. There was a gold braid tied around her waist, which kept the garment close to her body and also emphasized the contrast between her small waist and gently flaring hips. The hole was cut into a deep V and Anteros could see much of her chest and the insides of her larger than average breasts. There were no sides to her garment, which reached down to just above her knees in the front and back. On the sides, he could see her lovely skin from her shoulders down to her toes. He was also certain that she had nothing under it since it was sheer enough that he could tell the exact size and location of her nipples. "You must be Anteros," she said with a smile. "I am Phoebe, one of Mistress Lien's assistants. Mistress has told me that she will be training you personally this evening. She has instructed me to make sure you are bathed and fed. Then you may wait for her in your chamber. Put your armor and weapons away then come back here. I'll show you the way to the bath." Anteros took his treasured new sword, his old wooden sword, his bow and his armor to the room Lien assigned to him earlier. It was a small, simple room, but more luxurious than he was used too. In fact, he'd rarely had a room to himself. He'd never even thought of having one. He'd always been perfectly content in sharing a room with others. He returned to Phoebe and she simply motioned him to follow her. He intentionally avoided looking at her lovely shape and kept looking past Phoebe to avoid getting an erection. He was in no hurry to get in trouble again. She led him to a room that contained a bath that was far smaller than the public baths. Most Amazon homes had nothing so luxurious as an indoor bath. This one was could probably accommodate six people at a time, but not more than that. "You may bathe here, Anteros. Give me your garments and I'll have them cleaned for you. There is clothing and a towel for you on that bench," she said as she pointed to them. Anteros started to disrobe. He'd been bathing in front of women his entire life and it never bothered him until today. He moved slowly and kept his back to Phoebe. If he avoided looking at her, perhaps he wouldn't get an erection. Even if he did, she probably wouldn't see it. "Anteros, I've never seen anyone remove their clothing so slowly in my life! Will you please hurry?" asked Phoebe. Anteros didn't move any faster and was hesitating to drop his trousers. "By the gods!" exclaimed Phoebe. "I'll do it for you if you can't do it yourself." Phoebe put her thumbs in his waistband and pulled down. Anteros, who was much larger and stronger was pulling up, so his trousers stayed in place. "What in the world are you doing, Anteros? Why won't you disrobe?" "Because I'm getting an erection and I didn't want you to see it," he blurted out. "So what? Do you think your penis is the first one I've ever seen? I work in the school that teaches everyone about sex! Now take off your trousers!" she demanded. Anteros dropped them to his ankles and stepped out of them. "You look very strong and fit from the back, Anteros. Now turn around and show me what you are so afraid that I'll see." It was an order, not a request. Anteros turned around. His penis was half erect. He looked down at the ground, which Ninsala would have scolded him for had she seen. "I see nothing you need to hide, Anteros. You have a fine looking body and you are a handsome young man. You don't even have an erection, just a poor attempt at one. I'll fix it for you," she said. Phoebe stepped forward and took his penis in her hand. Anteros started to stiffen immediately. He took a step back. "Don't resist me and look at me, Anteros," insisted Phoebe. She stroked his penis to full erection as she said, "This is nothing to be ashamed of. Sex is a wonderful thing and you will learn all about it here. Never be ashamed of your desire, Anteros." She released his erection, which was pointing up at a 30-degree angle from level and stepped back to admire her work. "You have a fine penis, Anteros. It is big, strong and hard as iron. It will be a pleasure training you. Now get in the bath and wash yourself. Don't you dare play with your penis, just wash it." Anteros washed himself being very careful not to stimulate his penis any more than was necessary to clean it. Phoebe sat on the bench and watched him. She stayed just so that he wouldn't be tempted to masturbate. The Amazons taught their boys not to but Anteros was very excited. She knew that if she stayed it would be easy for him to resist the temptation. When he stepped out of the bath he was still fully erect. Phoebe handed him a towel. He still looked ashamed of himself. "Anteros, it is obvious to me that you are still hesitant to share your erection with me. That simply won't do. If we were walking down the street it would be considered improper for you to be naked and sporting an erection, but we aren't on the street. It is just the two of us and we are in the privacy of Lien's home and school. Do you understand?" "Yes, Mistress," Anteros said softly. "You should be proud that you are so virile, as I am flattered that you have an erection because of me. Tell me that you are proud of your erection, Anteros. Go ahead, say it." "I am proud of my erection," he said, still speaking softly. "You don't sound like you mean it. Say it like you mean it!" "I am proud of my erection!" he said, louder this time. "Well, you still don't sound like you mean it, but that will do. Finish drying yourself." When Anteros finished drying himself, Phoebe offered him a white silk robe. She stood behind him as he put his arms through the sleeves and he pulled it closed and tied it himself. "Come with me. I'll see that you are fed," said Phoebe as she led him to the kitchen. The kitchen was equipped to seat 30 but only he and Phoebe were there. An old woman served him familiar looking food. He was given tea. He'd never had tea before. He knew that physicians prescribed it for various ailments, but he'd never been ill enough to warrant it. "Mistress, Phoebe, why am I being given tea? I'm not ill." "The tea is made from herbs that will make you even more virile, Anteros. All adult males drink it here. We also have a tea for women that will prevent pregnancy, but there are so few males here, we don't drink it often," she answered. Anteros ate his meal as Phoebe sat across from him, sipping a cup of tea. "The purpose of sex is procreation," she explained. "But sex is also a lot of fun. Amazon women are sex starved because of the small population of men. We also only have sex with our own men. Because of this, we don't permit marriage or exclusive sexual relationships. We share the men we have. All of our men are permitted to have sex, but we are selective about which men father our children. It is important that the Amazon race stay strong. We only procreate with men that have the traits we need to survive. They must be large, strong, intelligent, and brave. It is obvious that you are large, strong, and intelligent. If you are also brave, you will probably father many children. All of them will be girls because we don't bear male children, but you already knew that." Phoebe continued. "You can only show your courage in battle. Eventually you will show your courage, your cowardice, or be killed. If you are killed, then I'll have wasted my time teaching you. If you are a coward, you can learn a trade and we can still teach you to be a good lover. If you are brave, we can teach you to be a good lover and women will seek you out for reasons you'll learn later. Women that want to bear daughters will also seek you out. Life for an Amazon man, even a coward, can be quite pleasant. Life for a brave Amazon male is incredibly good. You don't often see an unhappy man here, do you?" "No, Mistress. It is rare to see a man that isn't smiling," answered Anteros. "You'll soon learn why, Anteros," said Phoebe with a smile. Lien came into the room. "Phoebe, when Anteros is finished with his meal, bring him to my chamber." "Yes, Miss Lien," she answered. Phoebe took me up the stairs to Lien's chamber. She knocked at a large wooden door. "Enter," said Lien. Phoebe pushed the door open and motioned Anteros inside. "Will you be needing me, Miss?" she asked. "No, Phoebe. That will be all. Anteros, close the door and come here," she commanded. Lien looked fantastic. It was evening now and the room was bathed in candlelight. Lien's hair was neatly arranged on top of her head, showing off her long graceful neck. She was wearing a black silk garment very similar to Phoebe's white one. It was ankle length and the cord that tied it together was black, but otherwise it was the same. Anteros stared at her. "I said come here, Anteros. If you want to stare at me you can do so while standing closer." Anteros walked forward. He stopped a single step away from Lien. She looked very small to him, but she was clearly the one in charge here. "Did you get an erection when Phoebe took you to bathe?" she asked bluntly. "Yes, Mistress. She said I shouldn't be ashamed of it." "You shouldn't. That usually happens to a boy when he comes here. We plan on it. Did she tell you the two purposes of sex?" "Yes, Mistress." "What were they?" she asked. "Procreation and pleasure." "Correct. Any idiot can procreate so that isn't what I'm going to teach you. I'm going to teach you about sex for pleasure. It is fairly simple to pleasure a man, but can be quite complex when you are dealing with women. I know that you are a good student so I expect you to learn to please women quite well. Are you ready to start?" "Yes, Mistress." "Good. First I will teach you how to touch a woman. Touch my hair. Gently. That's it. Now use both hands and touch my face very softly. Some women may want you to use a firmer hand but most like to be touched tenderly. You are doing fine. Now touch my neck and throat." Anteros had never touched a woman in this manner before. It was quite exciting and he felt a pulse in his penis. He explored Lien's hair, face and neck with his fingertips until she told him to touch her shoulders and arms. "You are doing fine, Anteros. Your touch brings me pleasure. Continue." "Thank you, Mistress." "Put your arms around me, Anteros," said Lien as she wrapped her small arms around his waist and pulled her body close to his. She felt his fully erect penis poking against her body. "You have an erection as you should have. It seems that your equipment is working properly. Now I want you to kiss me. Kiss my forehead. That was nice. Now gently kiss my eyelids. Now my mouth, Anteros." Anteros, who had never kissed anyone on the mouth before, was surprised when he felt Lien's tongue press against his lips. "Open your mouth just a little," she said. "Now let me taste your tongue." Their tongues explored each other. Anteros had never imagined that a kiss could feel so good. He felt Lien's hands on his broad back. She let them slip down to his buttocks and held them there, pulling his erection tightly into her body. "You kiss well, Anteros. You seem to have a natural gift for it. Please continue and explore my backside with your hands if you wish," said Lien. They continued to kiss for several minutes. Lien did different things with her mouth and Anteros tried to duplicate everything she did. His hands felt her back through the sheer silk of her garment. He tried to touch her buttocks but his hands didn't quite reach. Lien was grinding her body against his erection. Anteros, who had only one orgasm in his entire 18 years, was about to have another one. Lien stopped her grinding and stepped back. "You were about to ejaculate, weren't you?" she asked without emotion. "Yes, Mistress. I think I was," Anteros answered. "You must not do that, Anteros! Never ejaculate without the permission of your mistress! Do you understand?" "Yes, Mistress. But what am I to do when I feel like I am going to ejaculate? I can't stop it." "We will work on that, Anteros. I will train you to control your orgasms. If you are losing control and can't stop it, you must tell your lover so she can stop stimulating you. If you tell her and she continues to stimulate you, then she probably wants you to ejaculate. In that case, hold back as long as you can. Eventually you will reach orgasm anyway but delaying it makes it more intense for you and your partner." "Yes, Mistress. I will." "Now it is time to go to the next lesson. I know you've seen naked women before, but you haven't had the opportunity to touch one, have you?" Lien asked. "No, Mistress." "Then you may touch me," said Lien as she removed her garment. She looked incredible in the candlelight. The light shimmered off her light brown skin. Her small perky breasts were especially enticing and Anteros stared at them. "Go ahead, Anteros. Touch me with your hands, but remember that I like to be touched gently," said Lien. Anteros reached out slowly with both hands and touched Lien's firm little breasts. Lien closed her eyes and rolled her face slightly upward. Her nipples hardened noticeably as Anteros explored them. Anteros was intrigued by every detail of her naked body. He gasped as Lien said, "You may kiss my breasts, Anteros." Anteros dropped to his knees, which brought the breasts of the much smaller Lien directly to the level of his face. He gently kissed around the nipples of each breast. He grabbed the firm globes of Lien's tight bottom as he first took a nipple into his mouth. "That feels wonderful, Anteros. Use your teeth a little but be gentle," said Lien. Anteros, with some coaching by Lien, was soon making her moan in pleasure. Lien held his head tight against her breasts. "You learn quickly, Anteros. Stand up and take off your garment," said Lien. Anteros stood and removed his robe, no longer ashamed of his throbbing erection. Lien had made it quite clear that it would be an offense not to have an erection when pleasuring a woman. "You have a beautiful body for one so young, Anteros," said Lien as she moved her hands across the sculpted muscles of his chest, down the hard muscles of his stomach and down again until her hands found his eager genitals. Serving the Amazons Ch. 02 Anteros closed his eyes and gasped. Lien's touch brought the burning feeling he had just before he ejaculated this morning. Lien released his penis. "Relax, Anteros. You must not ejaculate until I give you permission. Hold it back or I will be displeased with you!" Lien said sternly. Anteros breathed deeply and held it back. "Just stand there, Anteros. I want to look you over," said Lien. She moved slowly around his body touching every inch of it except his swollen penis. Anteros stood quietly, energized by each touch, burning with desire. "Very nice indeed, Anteros. Your warrior training has made you strong and it shows. I hope to make you as good at making love as you are at using your sword. The first thing you must learn is to control your orgasms. A woman can have many orgasms and still please a man. A man can have one orgasm; probably two at your age, and then their penis becomes useless. Join me on the bed and I'll show you other ways you can please me." Lien climbed on the bed and Anteros laid beside her on his side. She moved her body against his, put her hand on the firm muscle of his buttock, and kissed him. Anteros grasped her smaller and softer buttock and returned her kiss. "Nicely done, Anteros. Now lie on your back. I want to teach you more about a woman's anatomy." Anteros rolled on to his back and Lien moved on top of him. She moved her hips forward so her hips were just above his midsection. She took his hand and guided it to her sex. "Touch me very gently, Anteros. Do you like the way that feels?" she asked softly. "Yes, Mistress. It feels wonderful," he answered. She released his hand. "Don't stop. Just continue to rub gently. Explore the softness of my womanhood." Anteros had seen naked women all his life but he'd not touched a woman's breasts since he'd been weaned and he'd never touched a woman's sex. He was so excited he felt like he was going to ejaculate despite the fact that nothing but air was touching his throbbing penis. "Mistress. I'm sorry. I feel like I'm going to ejaculate," he confessed. "Remove your hand, Anteros. Close your eyes and relax. Hold it back. You were correct to tell me. Is the feeling subsiding?" "Yes, Mistress." "When you are sure you are able to control your ejaculation, you may touch me again. As soon as you feel it coming again, stop touching me, close your eyes and relax," Lien instructed. Anteros waited another full minute before he reached for her soft, warm sex again. When he touched her, he was surprised to feel moisture. "You've discovered what happens to a woman that is sexually aroused, Anteros. Her vagina becomes wet. This lubricates a woman to allow her to comfortably accept a man's penis inside of her. Now part my outer lips with your fingers and feel the heat and moisture. You are an inexperienced lover and I am an expert, but you have succeeded in arousing me. Well, done." Although Anteros had done nothing exceptional to arouse her, she knew that building his confidence was important. He was a handsome young man with an incredible physique and that aroused her. It also always aroused her to teach a virgin male. She'd trained many, but it still excited her nearly as much as her first virgin did. As the chief instructor at this school, it was her privilege to choose to be his first woman. Anteros parted her outer lips with his fingers. Inside it was even more moist and warmer too. He moved his finger slowly back and forth just inside her hot slit. Lien moaned, "That feels real good Anteros. Just keep doing that. Now apply just a tiny bit more pressure. Mmmmm... that's perfect! Just like that." Lien assisted in pleasuring herself by moving herself against his hand. Lien tensed up and closed her eyes. Anteros thought that she was in pain and started to pull his hand away. "Don't stop, Anteros. Just keep doing EXACTLY what you were doing until I tell you to stop!" Lien insisted. Anteros continued rubbing Lien's sex and she shuddered and increased pressure and the pace of her hip movements. She moaned softly and moved her head around. Anteros didn't understand what was happening to her. "Okay, Anteros. Stop now, please," said Lien. Anteros removed his hand, which was glistening with Lien's feminine juices. "You did well, young man. You gave me a fine orgasm. That is quite an accomplishment for one with so little experience. You are to be congratulated." Actually, Lien climaxed with all virgin males she taught. She just didn't mention that to Anteros. Again, building his confidence was an important part of his training. "Now I will teach you another lesson," Lien said as she pulled her outer labia apart with her hands, exposing her most intimate parts to Anteros. "Look this, Anteros. I want you to see the treasures that lie beneath a woman's outer lips." Anteros could see that Lien was bright pink inside. The sight mesmerized him. He wanted to move closer and explore the folds inside her. Lien slipped a finger inside of herself. "This is my vagina. It is where your penis is going to end up tonight if you please me." She removed her finger and pulled back the hood of her clitoris, exposing the little white nub inside. "This is my clitoris, Anteros. It is the most sensitive part of a woman. It is too sensitive to touch directly in some women. Others enjoy having it touched, but only when they are already aroused. Would you like to touch my clitoris, Anteros?" "Yes, Mistress," he answered anxiously as he reached for it with his hand. "No, Anteros. Don't touch it with your hand. I know a better way you can pleasure me," said Lien as she moved up to straddle his face. "Now lick my sex gently, Anteros." The scent and taste of Lien was driving him mad with desire. He started licking feverishly. "No, Anteros. Slow down. Softly, slowly and gently is what I like." Anteros did as he was instructed. "You are a good student. You follow directions well. Now reach up and touch my breasts with your hands." Anteros did so gladly. The only unpleasant thing she'd instructed him to do all evening was to NOT ejaculate. His loins burned and ached, but he was able to control his ejaculation. He was certain that if she actually touched his penis, he'd be unable to control himself. Lien coached Anteros for several minutes, telling him exactly how to use his mouth to please her. She started having trouble getting the words out as if she were short of breath. "Lick my clitoris, Anteros. No, not there, just a little higher. That's it! Do you feel it?" He was unable to answer because his mouth was completely immersed in bringing pleasure to Lien. He felt Lien push harder into his tongue as she shuddered and let out a series of high pitched moans. A few seconds after stopped moaning she slid her body back, out of the reach of his willing mouth. "That was good, Anteros. Did you enjoy it?" she asked. "Yes, Mistress. May I pleasure you again?" he asked. "Not just yet. It is my turn to pleasure you. Now remember, you must not ejaculate until I give you permission. I will do my best to help you obey this rule." Lien leaned forward and kissed Anteros on the forehead. He reached up and held the sides of her face with his hands as their mouths met on the next kiss. When Lien broke the kiss she said, "Put your hands above your head and relax, Anteros. Don't move unless I instruct you to." Anteros put his hands together above his head and relaxed as well as he could. For an 18 year old virgin with a beautiful experienced woman sitting on him naked, this was no easy task. Still, he obeyed. His 18 years of living with the Amazons taught him what he must do. He must obey Lien. Lien kissed his chin, then his neck. His penis, which felt like hot iron to him, touched Lien's out labia. Anteros gasped and jumped. Lien scolded him. "Anteros, I told you not to move. Now be still unless you'd like me to end this lesson now," she warned. "I'm sorry, Mistress. I'll try." Lien's wet nether lips slid slowly along the underside of his hard shaft as the moist lips of her mouth kissed his chest, and both nipples in turn. Anteros' penis was throbbing, his heart was pounding and his breaths were deep and rapid. Lien's bald pubic mound and belly slid slowly down his penis as she kissed her way down his well-defined stomach. He started hyperventilating as he imagined that she was going to plant one of her warm, wet, gentle kisses on his aching erection. She did not. She deliberately avoided his erection and kissed her way down his naked loins. Lien could see Anteros' organ was swollen nearly to the point of bursting. This did not surprise her. Anteros was a virile young man and she was extremely good at her craft. She knew that Anteros would do virtually anything to get her to touch his rigid penis, but she enjoyed making him anticipate her touch. Lien kissed her way all the way to his toes. When she arrived at his toes she said, "Spread your legs apart, Anteros." Anteros did as he was told but it wasn't enough for Lien. She used her hands to move his legs as far apart as they could go without causing him pain. "Now stay there," she commanded. Anteros did his best to remain motionless while his testicles and penis throbbed and Lien kissed her way up to his smooth and baby soft scrotum, but when the tip of her tongue touched him there the first time, he moved his hands to her shoulders and bent his knees up involuntarily. The feeling was incredible and he simply lost control momentarily, despite his intent to obey. Before she could scold him, he offered an apology. "Please forgive me, Mistress. I didn't mean to disobey you." Lien, who was as wise as she was beautiful, knew that Anteros simply couldn't help moving. In fact, the only surprise was that he remained nearly motionless as long as he did. She knew that his willpower would enhance his lovemaking ability, especially when he became more experienced. "Don't fret, Anteros. I know that it is very difficult for a virgin boy to remain motionless while a woman pleases him. Still, I would like you to be still, so I'm going to bind you. I promise, you'll enjoy it at least as much as you did this morning." Lien moved off the bed and retrieved 3 simple leather thongs. With one, she tied his hands together and to the headboard, keeping his arms pulled above his head. With the others so bound his ankles to the posts at the foot of the bed, keeping his legs spread far apart. Once she had him tied, she resumed using her tongue on his testicles. Anteros tried not to squirm. Lien noticed that he appeared ready to ejaculate again and stopped touching him. "Not yet, Anteros. Control yourself. You'll get your orgasm but you must be patient." She waited a moment for him to compose himself then wrapped her fingers around his throbbing shaft. Anteros groaned in a combination of pleasure and frustration. Lien again waited for the initial excitement of her touch to wear off then started moving her hand up and down his shaft with a touch as light as a feather. Clear liquid started to ooze from Anteros' penis. Lien stopped touching him again, and again told him to hold his orgasm back. Once he relaxed again she gripped his testicles in her hand and pulled then down. "This will help you control your orgasm, Anteros. Don't ejaculate. It is important that you learn to control it." As Lien pulled his testicles down with one hand and grasped the base of his hard shaft in the other, she placed a big wet kiss directly on the head of his engorged penis. Just one kiss, because Lien knew that in his current state of arousal, two kisses may make him lose control. Anteros moved his hips, trying to reach climax. Lien pulled his testicles down even harder and moved the hand on his penis with his thrusts so he could get no friction. "Shame on you, Anteros. I told you not to ejaculate and you were doing everything in your power to disobey me. I'm going to punish you for that," she said. With that she got off the bed, put on her garment, and left the room. Anteros was left alone, tied to the bed. He didn't know how long Lien was gone but it seemed like hours. His erection burned like fire and his testicles felt like he'd been kicked in them, but he could do nothing about it. Eventually his erection subsided. He wondered if Lien intended to leave him here all night but decided the she wouldn't, since it was her bed. He was greatly relieved when she came back into the room. "Will you behave now, Anteros?" she asked. "Yes, Mistress. I'm sorry," he replied. "I accept your apology, Anteros, but heed this. If you disobey me I won't beat you, I will do much worse. I will deny you the pleasure that you discovered only this morning. The worse the infraction, the longer I will deny you. Do you understand?" "Yes, Mistress," he answered. Anteros realized that she was correct that her selected form of punishment was far worse than being beaten. Like any male that had just discovered sex, it consumed his mind. "The first infraction only cost you half an hour. The next one will cost you at least an hour. Do as I say and I will continue to pleasure you. Now don't move! Just enjoy the sensations and don't allow yourself to climax. I will decide when it is time for your orgasm," she said. She removed her garment and stood before him naked again. Lien touched his scrotum lightly with her fingertips and tickled it. His testicles started to pull up into his body but she captured then in her other hand and pulled them back down, tickling all the while. Anteros moaned, but remained nearly motionless. Lien noticed the great effort he was putting into this lesson and smiled. He was actually showing a great deal of self-control for one so young and inexperienced. She was sure he would be a fine lover when she completed his education. Anteros' penis started to swell. Lien took the entire thing in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. Within seconds, it was too large for her to hold the entire thing in her mouth. She just held the head in her mouth and sucked ever so gently. Anteros was in agony. He was trying desperately to remain motionless, as Lien had ordered him. Yet his body was working against him. He felt the pressure building up and knew that his orgasm was seconds away. What he didn't know is that the very experienced Lien knew this too. She spat out his penis and stopped tickling his testicles. She did pull them down hard again to suppress his orgasm. "Very good, Anteros. You did as you were told and held back your ejaculation. Now let's do that again." Again, Lien brought him painfully close to orgasm and then stopped. "I know this is frustrating, Anteros, but women often take longer to climax than men. I need to teach you to wait for them. It will take a lot of practice, but practice you must. Men are a rare commodity here and we don't have the luxury of permitting them to be selfish lovers." Lien took his swollen penis in her mouth and sucked him close to orgasm again. Again she sympathized with his frustration, but sympathy was not what Anteros so desperately needed. Lien felt that she was the luckiest woman on earth. She'd been the youngest one of many concubines of an Asian king. She was a slave and had no choice about her profession. Although the king was not cruel or abusive except that he kept slaves, he was a terrible lover. He didn't abuse her and was even kind at times. Lien was fond of him and realized that if she had to be a slave, life could be much worse for her. She wasn't beaten, lived in a palace, had books to read, food to eat and even servants waiting on her. Lien's sole purpose was to give the king pleasure but he never lasted long enough to give her any in return. She lusted for men, but she was permitted no other lovers and she only serviced the king one or two days a month. He had many other women. She was going insane with boredom and lust. When she was so desperate that she was willing to face a beating or even death to escape, she left. Lien was a very bright woman and managed to travel fast and live by her wits. Two years later she was working hundreds of miles away in a village tavern serving the patrons. It didn't pay anything at all, but a place to sleep and enough food to eat. She would occasionally provide extra services to a man for a fee. It helped to satisfy her lust and also allowed her to save a few coins so she could move on eventually. Her employer discovered that she had money hidden and demanded that she turn it over. She refused. He became loud and angry, but even though Lien was intimidated, she still refused. Those coins were the only thing that kept her from living the rest of her life as his slave. He started to beat her. She screamed and cried out for help. The gods must have been watching over her that night, because Amazons, on a trading expedition, were passing through the village and heard her cries. A young Amazon named Ninsala burst through the door and demanded that the man stop. In his rage, he drew a dagger and rushed toward the tall young woman. She drew her sword with cat-like quickness and in one fluid underhanded motion from her scabbard, she cut off his hand. He screamed and begged for mercy. Ninsala granted him the only mercy that an Amazon in battle ever does. Her next blow killed him instantly and ended his pain forever. Lien traveled with the Amazons for a few weeks and got to know them. She returned to the city and the Amazon queen knew how she could best serve them. Lien had been serving the Amazons this way ever since. She lived in luxury compared to most Amazons. Most of them had simple needs and lived in simple homes. Lien had lived in a palace. The stone and marble home that she lived in now was not as grand as the one she had come from, but here, she was the mistress instead of the slave. She not only lived comfortably, but her profession was training young women and men in the art of making love. It was true that the shortage of men inspired some Amazon women to make love to each other. Some enjoyed it and others did not. Some preferred to have sex with only women and some only with men. Most enjoyed both. It was considered normal behavior in their society. Now Lien not only got to satisfy her sexual urges regularly, but she took great pleasure in teaching men to please women. She didn't just teach them, she demanded it of them. Lien had real power over men in the Amazon city. Men that wanted to be sought out as lovers learned her lessons well and applied what she taught them. Those that did not would not get the chance to be with a woman very often. An Amazon man that was not an excellent lover was very rare indeed. Lien took great pleasure in teaching men to please women. It was exactly the opposite of the way it had been in her ancestral home. Women were expected to please the man and nothing else mattered. Here, it was most important that the man please the woman. She was not so cruel as to deny men any pleasure though. Lien did her best to make sure they would never forget the pleasure she brought them. She also encouraged her female students to make lovemaking as pleasant as possible for the man, at least after their own needs were satisfied. Lien started licking the entire length of Anteros' impressive manhood from bottom to top and then down again. Again and again she brought him to the edge. She was pleased that he was actually holding back longer than he had earlier. This was rare for an inexperienced male. It was a very good sign. "You've done very well, Anteros. I'm going to reward you now. The next time you feel the urge to ejaculate, I will not stop you. I want you to stop yourself. I know that you will fail, but see how long you can wait. The longer you wait, the happier I will be," said Lien with a big smile. Serving the Amazons Ch. 03 Anteros woke in Lien's bed. He rarely slept in a bed. When he did he slept alone. Usually a mat on the floor was all it took to allow him to sleep comfortably. He'd slept soundly and only woke now because of Lien's intimate touch. He woke with an erection as he almost always did. The difference this morning was that Lien's hand was grasping it. "Good morning, Anteros. It is time for your next lesson," she said. "Good morning, Mistress Lien," he replied. "Do you always wake with an erection?" she asked. "Not always, but most days I do," Anteros answered. "Good. That is a sign of good health. As long as you have an erection and a willing woman in bed with you, perhaps you should put it to good use," she suggested. Lien climbed on top of his body and kissed him. Anteros put his arms around her and returned her kiss. His hands wandered down to her bottom, which felt so soft and yet firm at the same time. Anteros resolved to inspect her bottom if given the chance. He wanted to see how it could feel this way, but right now he was only interested in touching Lien and dousing the fire burning in his loins. Lien rolled off of him and said, "Anteros, pleasure me with your mouth. Start at my head and kiss my body the way I kissed yours last night." Anteros started kissing her on the forehead and kissed his way down her face and throat to her bosom. He squeezed each breast in his hands as he sucked her nipples. He then kissed his way to her belly, which he found very appealing. Lien's flat stomach was something he hadn't had a chance to explore yesterday and he found it very erotic. Lien was guiding him by touching her fingers to her body where she wanted to be kissed. Anteros kissed her left hip bone then kissed his way across her pubic mound and up again to her opposite hip bone. Lien slowly ran her finger from her navel to the cleft between her legs. Anteros interpreted this motion correctly and kissed her navel and then slowly kissed and licked his way down until he was between her legs. Lien spread her legs wide and closed her eyes. "You've been doing just fine, Anteros. Now I'm going to relax and see what you remember of your lesson last night. If you make me climax, I will make you climax. Now let's see what you can do," Lien said. Anteros used his lips, tongue and finger tips to tease Lien's outer labia. He gently spread her lips apart with his fingers and looked inside. This wasn't something she'd taught him. He was improvising now. She didn't express any displeasure so he continued. Holding her labia apart with his fingers he gently and slowly put his tongue inside her. He licked from the bottom of her pink treasure to the top. Lien moaned her approval. Anteros licked a little faster. He tried using the tip of his tongue and also the flat top. Lien grasped his head in both hands and pulled his mouth to her clitoris. She moaned again when he started concentrating on the tender nub. "Faster, Anteros. What you are doing is wonderful, but do it faster," she insisted. Anteros did as he was told. Lien's juices were flowing freely and Anteros' penis was as hard as iron. Lien pulled his head into her sex hard as she climaxed. "Well done, Anteros," said Lien. "Now move up here and put your penis in my mouth. Anteros moved up near her head. Lien rolled on her side and took his erection in her mouth. She had to use on arm to support her own body, but the opposite hand was cradling and squeezing his testicles. Anteros was fighting off an orgasm within a minute. Lien pulled his testicles down and released his penis from her mouth. "Not yet, Anteros. I want that big penis inside of me. Now climb on top of me and put it in slowly," she instructed. He had enough sense to support his upper body with his arms. He had to be twice her weight and he didn't want to crush her. He was awkwardly trying to insert his penis into her without the aid of his hands. Lien was anxious to feel him inside of her and grasped his penis in her hand and guided it in. Anteros pushed it in hilt deep and just stayed there. Just one slow thrust and he already felt like he was ready to ejaculate. "Don't just stay there. Move your penis in and out of me. Don't withdraw it fully, but keep moving," she instructed. "I am already close to ejaculating, Mistress," he said. "Nonsense. You have the power to control your ejaculations and you've only been inside of me a few seconds. You couldn't possibly be ready to climax yet. Now do as you are told," she insisted. Anteros started slowly moving his hips. Lien reached around him and squeezed the powerful muscles of his back and buttocks. Controlling a man excited her. Controlling a large and strong man excited her even more. "Move faster, Anteros. I want our loins to slap together when you thrust in," ordered Lien. Anteros slowly withdrew but quickly thrust inward, causing the slapping sound she desired. The only problem was that it also caused his testicles to slap against her and that excited him even more. He didn't know how long he could keep this up. "Move out faster too, Anteros." Anteros did as he was told. His penis, testicles, in fact his whole midsection ached with the pain of his suppressed orgasm. He slapped into Lien over and over. "I'm going to ejaculate if I don't stop, Mistress!" "No! Don't stop and don't climax until I do. You'll know when. Keep pumping, Anteros! Don't stop and don't you dare climax too soon and ruin this for me!" Anteros strained and the tensed muscles of his arms, neck, chest and jaw excited Lien. She wailed as she climaxed. Anteros continued to hold his back with a Herculean effort. She wanted him to climax with her, not wait for her to finish so she told him so. "Now, Anteros! Release your seed now!" she shouted. Anteros groaned loudly as he released the incredible physical tension inside him. Semen gushed from his penis and his penis tried to pump more out for a full minute after there was nothing more to be released. Lien was smiling broadly at him. "You did very well, Anteros. You are going to be an exceptional student!" she declared. "Now it is time for you to leave me. Go have a bath and some breakfast. Then it will be time for your classes. As much as I'd like you to, you can't spend the day with me. You will return tonight because until I am finished training you, this is your home." Anteros bathed then went to his room to dress. His clothing was clean and laid out for him. Phoebe joined him for breakfast and told him he was to report to his normal class today. He was to take his armor and weapons and meet Mistress Diana in the library. He was to ask for her at the front desk. It puzzled him. Why was he bringing weapons to the library? The city guards always carried their weapons. Weapons were a common sight in the hands of ordinary citizens since everyone was expected to train several times a week and they had to carry them to the practice fields. Anteros spent many hours in the library and rarely saw a weapon there, but he would carry his weapons and armor as he was told. When he arrived he asked a woman at the desk where he could find Mistress Diana and she directed him to a small room at one end of the hall. Anteros walked in and saw the tall, athletic, Diana standing and talking to the seated Lorissa. Lorissa's crutches leaned against the wall next to her and her injured leg was propped up on the top of a table. There were three other young women in the room, all from Ninsala's class. There was also an older woman he didn't recognize. Anteros' attention immediately went back to Diana, with her flaming red hair, blue eyes and fair skin. Were it not for the muscle he could see in her limbs, he would not have suspected that she was an accomplished warrior. It was said that Diana could release an arrow at a target 200 paces away and have 2 more in the air before the first one struck the center. Anteros had never seen anyone that could use a bow that quickly with accuracy but he'd heard the story from more than one that claimed they'd actually seen it. Diana and Lorissa were both wearing leather skirts that went down to mid-thigh. Their blouses, also made of soft, brown leather, closely followed the shape of their narrow waists, and flared out to support their breasts. Their clothing was not only functional, but also quite flattering to a woman's figure. It was especially appealing to see Lorissa's bare leg on the desk. This caused her skirt to ride up near the top of her thigh. Anteros quickly snapped to his senses, realizing that the last time he stared and Lorissa's legs, he was soon sent sprawling on the ground. He averted his eyes from Lorissa and looked at Diana's face. "Good day, Mistress Diana," he said with a nod of his head. "Good day, Anteros. I've been expecting you. Have a seat and we'll get started," she said. Anteros sat down near Lorissa, looked over at her, winked and smiled. Lorissa returned his smile. Anteros would like to speak to her, but he and Lorissa both knew better than to test Diana's patience. Her temper was nearly as well known as her prowess with a bow. "You are now my pupils, Amazons," announced Diana. "Ninsala is a fine teacher but a bit too easy on you to suit me. Now your real education begins. There will be no nonsense when you train with me. As of today you are not warriors in training, you are warriors. You may be called on to fight for our people at any time. It is serious business and I expect you to treat it as such. Do you have any questions?" No one spoke a word. Diana continued. "You have all learned to speak, read and write our language and also the language of Atlantis." Since Atlantis was the richest and most powerful nation, their language was the language of commerce. With hundreds of languages in the world, one couldn't learn them all. The language of Atlantis was known by nearly all educated people. "You've learned about history, art, politics, and something about our neighbors as well. You all have a good education," said Diana. "Now it is time to stop studying everything and start studying one thing, the way of the Amazon warrior. This is the vocation that you have chosen and proved your ability in, but you still have much to learn. You can all handle a sword, bow, spear and staff, but you know nothing of tactics. You've all mastered a wooden sword, but now you must master an iron sword. An iron sword requires care that a wooden sword does not. Mistress Tiana is a master of tactics and will teach you everything you need to know. It will take weeks, but learn well because your lives will depend on it. Notice I didn't say 'may depend on it'. Your lives WILL depend on how well you learn tactics no matter how skilled you are with weapons. She will also teach you how to care for you new swords. I will inspect them when it suits me. Woe to you if I find a dull edge or a spot of rust. Do I make myself clear?" Five voices rang out in unison, "Yes, Mistress!" exactly as Ninsala had trained them to do. "Good. Now I leave you to Tiana. I will see all of you at midday on the south practice field." With that, she turned and walked briskly out of the room. Despite Diana's intimidating demeanor, Anteros wondered what it would be like to be in her bed. He wondered this only briefly. He focused on Tiana's as she started to speak. She was probably near 50, tall and athletic looking as most Amazon warriors were. Her dark hair was streaked with gray but she was still an attractive woman. Anteros was just starting to think of her naked but managed to clear the thought from his head. The memory of what Ninsala said to him yesterday returned. He didn't want to be responsible for the death of one of his own people because he was daydreaming in class. "Most of you don't know me because you don't see me on the practice field. I was once a young warrior like you, but I no longer practice with weapons because I was crippled in battle. I now wear trousers like a man to hide the scars on legs. Although I can't fight myself, my mind is still sharp and I can teach you about tactics," said Tiana. Tiana was an exceptional teacher and storyteller. She wove her considerable experience as a warrior with her stories to teach lessons that were as entertaining as valuable. She spent twenty years as an elite Amazon warrior. One day an enemy struck her across both legs with a sword. She was cut deeply but survived. The scars in her muscles made her legs weak. She could walk, but she would never run again. In Amazon society everyone was useful. If you couldn't perform the task you were trained to do, another was found that you could do. Tiana's new profession was that of teacher and she enjoyed it. She would have preferred to become a teacher because she was too old to fight anymore, but this is what the fates gave her and she made the most of it. Tiana spent some time teaching her new students how to care for their new swords. They were prone to rust, so a light coating of oil was to be on them at all times. They should be kept clean, cleaned every day if necessary. The leather grips should be treated with a resin that protected the leather and made the grip feel tacky. She showed them how to keep the edges sharp without wearing the metal away too rapidly. This was the easiest part of the lesson. It was also the least entertaining. The students were mesmerized by her stories. They barely realized that they were learning as she spoke, but they were learning a great deal. The lessons she taught them were based on real battles so the lessons learned really were examples of tactics determining life or death. "Now I will tell you what others say about the Amazons. Some say that we kill our male children. You all know that this isn't true. Don't we, Anteros?" she asked. He thought he saw the hint of a smile on her face. "Some also say that we give no quarter in battle and that IS true," Tiana confirmed. "We live in a world where many evil men take whatever they want by force. We have few men among us so the women must fight. Women are not as strong as men. We aren't as large as men. We do what we must do to survive as free women. We train harder than any of our enemies and when we must fight, we fight savagely. We don't take prisoners and we don't allow any of our enemies to survive, even if they flee. We don't allow ourselves to be taken prisoner. This would only lead to rape, slavery, and possibly other torture." As Ninsala's students, they'd not heard the hard, cold facts about war. They simply practiced combat techniques and kept fit. But this was something they needed to learn. Tiana would do her best to prepare them for what they would see in battle. Hearing about it was nothing compared to the first time you saw a man or woman bleeding to death. There were no words that could compare to the real horrors of war. "There is one exception to our rule about allowing survivors. If we win a battle so quickly and decisively that we appear to be unbeatable, we sometimes leave one survivor so they can tell others what they've seen. The legend of our ferocity serves us well. Intimidation is a large factor to determining the winner of a battle. If we can sufficiently intimidate an opponent the battle may be avoided. They and we may live another day. That is the best possible outcome." Anteros was speechless as were the other students. They'd never seen a person killed. When they were learning to use weapons, they didn't think much about killing or being killed. Now the thought was planted in their brains. All of the physical training they'd done and all of the training Tiana was giving them now, was to teach them to kill as efficiently as possible. "You all look like you've been struck in the head," said Tiana. "So you are now realizing that you will kill or be killed. You will kill or watch your companions die. I can tell you from experience that it is better to kill an opponent than to be on the ground bleeding and wondering if you will live through the day. Prepare yourselves for it. You are warriors now." ++++++++++++++++++++ Tiana dismissed them for a meal and then they gathered their belongings and headed for the practice field. The recently injured Lorissa could not join them. Anteros felt terrible about her having to walk on crutches and told her so. Lorissa said, "When you think about the battles we face, it is possible that you did me a favor, Anteros. You taught me a painful lesson about attacking with anger. I was careless and I was injured. If I were that careless in a real battle, it would have cost me my leg or my life. I should thank you. I'll be okay in a few days." Anteros was glad that she wasn't angry with him, but he still couldn't help feeling guilty. When he got to the practice field, Diana was waiting at the edge. There were dozens of warriors already practicing. Not warriors in training, or new warrior like himself, but real warriors with many battles behind them. Diana paired each of her new students up with an experienced warrior and let them know what they should work on. She assigned a very large man by the name of Xan to Anteros. Anteros was instantly intimidated, not by Xan's size, but by his reputation. He'd never seen Xan before, but he knew of his deeds. Xan had been a member of the queen's personal guard before she granted him the favor of traveling with the trading parties. Since the queen rarely left the city, there really wasn't much for a royal guard to do. He longed for excitement. He'd actually had the audacity to tell the queen that he wanted to travel and rather than be angry, she granted his request. He would rejoin the queen's guard if she left the city, but he spent most of his time protecting Amazon traders. This allowed him to prove his prowess in battle many times. Anteros looked at Xan with awe. He was taller than Anteros and heavier too. His arms were the biggest that Anteros had ever seen. His neck was so thick that it appeared that his head were mounted directly onto his shoulders with nothing in between. "Welcome, Anteros," said Xan with a smile as he extended his hand. "Thank you, Xan. It is an honor to meet you, Sir," said Anteros as gripped Xan's arm just below the elbow. Xan gripped Anteros' arm in the same fashion. The difference was that his large hand nearly encircled Anteros' arm. Anteros' hand seemed small compared to Xan's massive forearm. Anteros noticed that Xan was balding and had much darker skin than most people he'd seen. Then he realized that he'd seen several Amazon children with skin a lovely shade of light brown. It made sense. The best warriors were chosen to father children. Xan had been doing his part to improve Amazon blood. "I've chosen Xan to work with you for a good reason, Anteros," said Diana. "You are very strong and you use that strength to your advantage. That won't work with Xan. If you try to overpower him he will crush you. You must use speed and finesse to defeat him. There is no other way." Anteros had no doubt that Xan could crush him. He didn't need to take a second look to confirm that. "Amazon women often face opponents that are larger and stronger than they. Speed, finesse and flawless technique are how we compensate," said Diana. "An Amazon woman can defeat any normal man with a sword or a bow. She can even defeat a skilled soldier if she makes no mistakes. Still, she can't overpower a man. You will be forced to think like a woman and use speed, finesse, trickery or other methods to defeat Xan. Xan possesses excellent speed and great strength. If you can defeat him, you can defeat anyone. A man with your strength, combined with an Amazon woman's technique, will make you a fearsome warrior." Diana looked at Xan and said with a very serious tone, "Teach him well, Xan. I only ask that you not kill him on his first day." Serving the Amazons Ch. 03 Xan nodded his head respectfully and answered, "Yes, Mistress." "Come with me, Anteros," said Xan. "Don't do anything stupid today. Mistress Diana will be very upset with me if I accidentally kill you." Anteros felt better after he heard this from Xan because he winked when he said it. The first thing did with Anteros was test his abilities at hand to hand combat. Anteros spent a great deal of this time on the ground. Xan threw him, kicked him, punched him in the body and slapped him in the face. Fortunately, he was making an effort not to hurt Anteros and didn't apply much force to his blows. Anteros was able to block many of Xan's blows, but he didn't land a single blow on Xan. "You did well, Anteros. Now let's do something else," said Xan. "Did well? How can you say that, Sir? I never landed a blow on you. I never managed to throw you to the ground. What did I do well?" Anteros asked. "You took a beating, Anteros. You took a beating very well indeed! I can't remember when I pummeled anyone else that much and they remained conscious," laughed Xan. "You are toying with me, Sir. It is your right, I suppose, but I am here to learn from you," said Anteros. "And I from you, Anteros. I jest with you, but I learned something about you. I beat you and you didn't quit. You continued fighting no matter how many times I threw you to the ground. I believe you would continue to do so all day if I didn't say it was time to stop," said Xan. He then put his huge hands on Anteros' shoulders and looked him intently in the eye. "You have the warrior spirit, Anteros. That can't be taught. You have to be born with it. The skills you lack can be taught." Anteros' smiled when the great Xan complimented him. He had never really had his spirit challenged the way Xan had challenged him. Being a large and strong young man, he'd had an advantage. Now he'd suddenly lost that advantage. Now that he was training among the real warriors, he'd gone from being the top student to just another novice. "I lack the skills to have any chance against you, Xan. How will you teach me to defeat you?" asked Anteros. "I probably can't teach you well enough to do that. I will always be larger than you. I've been a warrior for more than 20 years. I can teach you, but I can't teach you everything I learned with 20 years experience. The fact is, Anteros, you won't beat me at hand to hand combat until I get old and feeble," answered Xan. "Somehow this isn't making me feel like I'll be much of a warrior," said Anteros. "But you will be, Anteros. If you meet a man with my skill, speed and size, you will be in trouble, but how many men have you seen that are my size?" asked Xan. "Well, none," said Anteros. "And you probably won't see more than a handful if you live to be 100. The great majority of large men are much slower than I. Only my Amazon training since childhood has allowed me to be this quick. If you meet a large and slow man, you will make short work of him even at your current skill level," said Xan. "I hesitate to tell you this for fear of making you too proud, but you gave me the best workout I've had here in years. There are no Amazon men that make me work any harder than you did." "Thank you, Sir!" said Anteros with joy in his heart. Xan had battered him for half an hour and made him feel happy about it. "Now let me show you what you did wrong," said Xan. "I will still pummel you next time, but you could make it much more difficult for me if you just did a few things differently." Anteros' education continued and he was being taught by the master. Chapter 6 Anteros walked back to his new home very slowly. The events of his first day of training with the real warriors played on his mind as he walked. Xan had made a complete fool of him when they fought without weapons. Xan had made him feel like a weakling when he invited him to try his bow. Anteros could only draw it half way. Xan could draw it back quicker than Anteros could draw his own lighter bow. Xan's arrowheads were heavier than any he'd seen. He was told that when fired from Xan's bow they would pierce iron armor at close range and could pierce bronze armor at 50 paces. Xan then told Anteros to put on his leather armor. Amazons wore hard leather armor. It would repel a weak or glancing blow, but would not provide much protection from a direct powerful blow. Heavy bronze and iron armor provided more protection, but it also slowed the wearer down. Amazons depended on their speed. Leather armor was all they could afford to wear or their speed would be nullified. Once Anteros had on his armor, Xan picked up two wooden swords and tossed one to Anteros. "Strike me, Anteros. I'm told you are good with a sword," he said. "But you have on no armor, Sir," said Anteros. "I will injure you." "If a novice like you is able to strike me, I deserve to be injured. Now try to strike me," said Xan. Anteros took a few half-hearted swings at Xan. While the wooden sword wouldn't pierce him, it could leave a nasty bruise or even break a bone. Xan blocked each blow easily. Any one of Anteros' former classmates could have blocked his weak attack. "Don't insult me, Anteros," said Xan. "TRY to strike me. You couldn't strike a feeble old woman with that attack." Anteros obeyed but aimed his blows for Xan's upper legs, hips and massive upper arms. He would bruise Xan if that were what he wanted, but Anteros had no desire to injure him. Xan grew weary of Anteros' attacks and started his own attack. He struck Anteros with a thrust directly in the center of his chest. The force knocked Anteros back a step and left him breathless for an instant. Had Xan's sword been made of metal, it would have pierced the leather breastplate and passed completely through Anteros' body. "Now really try to strike me, Anteros. I will bruise you again if you don't try," said Xan. Anteros decided to show Xan how good he really was and attacked him vigorously. Xan had to make a great effort to avoid being bruised. He counter attacked, but Anteros was able to deflect his blows. "Cease your attack, Anteros!" he barked. Anteros did as he was told. Xan walked over to a sack and pulled out a helmet. "You are good, Anteros. I believe I will wear my armor." Anteros took this as a great compliment. Xan and Anteros continued their exercise. Anteros had to use better form than he ever had when parrying Xan's blows because of his strength, but he did parry them. For twenty minutes the sparred furiously, neither man landing a blow on the other. Then Anteros realized the disadvantage that the large man had. He was becoming fatigued. Anteros sensed that Xan was not moving as quickly as he had. Anteros was in excellent condition and although he was tired, he was still moving at full speed. Anteros used this to his advantage. He moved to Xan's left as he parried a blow struck him across the arm with a slicing motion. It wasn't a powerful blow, but strong enough. A real sword would have cut him to the bone and he would bleed to death in minutes. Xan was beaten and he knew it. "Well done, Anteros. You are better than I expected. You found the strength you have over me. Your youth and smaller size allow you to tire more slowly than I do. You beat me with your head as well as your fine sword skills." "Thank you, Sir," said Anteros. Anteros was trying to sound humble but on the inside he was jumping and laughing. "There are many things I can teach you, but there is not much I can teach you about using a sword. Perhaps I'll learn something from you." Anteros was certain that this must be the greatest compliment a young warrior could receive. So he walked home slowly, not because he was ashamed or tired, but because he was sore from the bruises that Xan had given him. He was proud to have bruises given to him by such a well respected warrior. Anteros stopped to see Lorissa on his way home, but she was not there. Her mother and young sister were away too. He knew Lorissa was tough and stubborn. She was supposed to stay off of her leg, but Lorissa did whatever she wanted most of the time. When he arrived home he was greeted by another of Lien's assistants. Alexandra was tall, blonde, blue-eyed and rather well rounded for an Amazon. She certainly wasn't the lean athletic type that most Amazon women were. "Allow me to take your clothing when you bathe, Anteros. It is filthy. Were you rolling in the dirt?" asked Alexandra. "Yes, I was, Miss. But it wasn't by choice. Xan kept throwing me there," he answered with full knowledge that he was name-dropping to impress her. "Xan? Well if Xan threw you in the dirt you should be honored. He doesn't waste his time thrashing insignificant warriors," she said with a smile. Anteros removed his clothing and handed it to Alexandra. She looked his body up and down with no shame whatsoever. "You have a nice body, Anteros. Not so well muscled as Xan, but nice none the less." Anteros stepped into the warm bath. It felt wonderful. His muscles ached and he could feel bruises on much of his body. He hoped that he would not suffer as much pain tomorrow. He laid his head back on the edge of the bath and closed his eyes. He thought about the day's events and smiled. "Anteros, you've been in there for a long time. Are you all right?" He snapped back to consciousness as he heard Alexandra's voice. "Yes, Mistress. I'm fine," he answered. "Well you've had a nice soak but your face is still dirty. You haven't been washing, have you?" she asked. "No, Mistress. I'm afraid I fell asleep." "Good. That gives me an excuse to wash you." Alexandra untied the cord at the waist of her revealing silk tunic and pulled it over her head. Anteros hadn't been thinking of sex but seeing the voluptuous Alexandra naked, soon changed that. She stepped into the tub slowly and seductively. "Turn around, I'll wash your back first," she instructed. Anteros turned around but would have preferred to face her so that he could take in all of her beauty. She washed him from the top of his head to his waist then made him step on to the steps so that she could wash below his waist. Anteros enjoyed her touch and it gave him an erection. "Turn around, Anteros," ordered Alexandra. He did so and really was proud of his erection this time. It didn't take Phoebe and Lien long to teach him that. "My, my, Anteros. I see that you are enjoying your bath," said Alexandra she washed his legs from the bottom up. When she reached his genital her face was inches away and Anteros prayed that she would take him in her mouth, but it was not to be. She simply washed him. It was the most pleasant bath he'd ever had, but it didn't allow him to ejaculate. It did leave him fully erect. "Now put dry yourself and put on your robe," Alexandra instructed. "Then you can go get something to eat." Anteros stared at Alexandra's large firm breasts. Alexandra had not given him leave to touch her and he dare not no matter how much he wanted to. "Stare if you must, Anteros, but you'll not touch them today. Do as you are told or you will NEVER get a chance to touch them," snapped Alexandra. She managed to be heard through Anteros' lusty fog that was clouding his thoughts and hearing. "I'm sorry, Mistress. What was it you wanted me to do?" Anteros asked as he moved his eyes from her breasts to her face. "Dry yourself, put on your robe and go get something to eat. Afterward return to your room and wait. Did you hear me that time?" she asked. "Yes, Mistress. I'll do as you ask," he replied. Actually, she didn't ask. It was an order. It didn't matter to Alexandra what Anteros called it as long as he showed the proper respect and obeyed. "Off with you then. I'm staying to wash myself," said Alexandra. Anteros felt the words on the tip of his tongue, "May I wash you, Mistress? It is only fair after you washed me," but controlled him self and didn't ask. If she'd wanted him to wash her, she would have said so. He was sure she knew from the way he looked at her, that he'd like to touch her. Anteros returned to his room after eating and soon fell asleep despite the early hour. His afternoon lesson with Xan had worn him out. He woke to the sound of a knock at his door and a pleasant female voice. "Anteros, Mistress Lien summons you. Please come with me." Anteros rose and opened the door. He could tell from her garb that she was another of Lien's assistants. She was shorter than the average Amazon and rather thin, but her face was beautiful and her short black hair was shiny and smelled of flowers. "I am Kyra. Please come with me," she said and briskly walked away. Anteros followed in his sleepy haze. He was a bit foggy, but not so foggy that he didn't follow Kyra's swaying hips with his eyes. Kyra stopped and opened a door. Mistress Lien is expecting you," she said as she pointed inside. Anteros walked through the door and was stunned by what he saw. Of course he expected to see Lien, but she was not alone. His classmates, the recent graduates of Ninsala's academy, were there as well. They weren't dressed as he was used to seeing them in functional drab cloth and leather, but they were dressed in the white silk togas that Lien's staff wore. Bethany, Lorissa, Celia, and Freya were women now. They were the same age he was. They would also be introduced to the art of making love at this age. Anteros felt thickheaded that he hadn't thought of this before. The girls looked as surprised to see Anteros, as he was to see them. "Welcome, Anteros. The ladies need to learn about male anatomy and you are the only man in the house right now, so I'll need your help," said Lien. Anteros saw them all differently now. He'd lusted for Lorissa recently, but never saw the others as women. Bethany's nipples were poking through the sheer fabric of her garment. She had dark blonde hair that was tied in a short ponytail behind her neck. Her blue eyes were unusually large. Her skin had a light tan and looked soft and smooth. Celia was a few inches shorter than the others. Her hair was brown and tied in a short ponytail much like Bethany's. Celia's brown eyes betrayed that she was lustful, unlike Freya, who looked a little frightened. Freya, a novice Amazon warrior, would probably not be as afraid of a battle as she appeared to be right now. Her blue eyes were wide with anticipation and her lower lip quivered slightly for just a second. Freya's fair white skin was flushed pink on her cheeks, ears and chest. Freya elected to wear her light blonde hair shoulder length and loose. Anteros' friend and the object of his recent desire, Lorissa, looked at him and smiled. There was no sign of fear in her mesmerizing dark eyes. There was no sign of her crutches either. Apparently her injury was healing quickly. The four girls all sat together on a bench along one wall. Lien stepped behind him and put her hands on his shoulders. "Let me help you with your robe, Anteros," she said as she pulled it off his shoulders. The belt was still tied and Anteros stood motionless as if nailed to the spot on the floor. Lien reached around and untied the belt and then pulled the robe off of him. All four girls stared first at his genitals, and then three of them averted their eyes. Celia did not look away. She stared and licked her lips. "I know you've all seen men before but now it is time to learn the details of male anatomy," said Lien. She stepped beside Anteros and pointed at his testicles. "Do you know what these are?" asked Lien. "His balls," shouted Celia. "Yes, you can call them balls but I prefer testicles," Lien said. "Do you know their purpose?" "You can punch them, kick them or squeeze them to hurt him," Celia answered. Anteros cringed and he felt his penis shrink and testicles pull up close to his body. Lien rolled her eyes and shook her head from side to side. "Do you think you are here to learn to fight, Celia?" "No, Mistress," she answered. "Then what are the testicles for?" "They carry his seed, Mistress," answered Bethany. "That is correct. They carry his seed so he can father children. They may also be good targets for attack, but we don't want to do that to Anteros. We have more pleasant things in store for him," said Lien with a smile in Anteros' direction. "They are very sensitive to the touch and can cause a man agony when they are abused, they can also feel intense pleasure when stimulated correctly. We are going to concentrate on the pleasure, Celia," she said with humor in her voice. The girls laughed. Anteros was not feeling very confident standing there naked in front of his classmates. "Now his penis is the delivery system for his seed. A male puts the penis into the vagina and ejaculates. This is how people procreate. You will experience that soon which is why I insist you drink your tea morning and evening. It will prevent you from conceiving a child. You are young and carrying a child would interfere with your warrior training," explained Lien. Lien continued. "Anteros' penis is flaccid which is the state it is in most of the time. It isn't much good to us in this condition. When it is erect, it can deliver his seed and it can give us great pleasure. Today we are going to see how it works. You would like to see Anteros' erection, wouldn't you?" "Yes, Mistress," said 3 of the girls. Freya remained silent. "Freya, do you not want to see Anteros get an erection?" asked Lien. With a woman that outranked her socially asking the question, Freya had no choice but to answer. "Yes, Mistress," she said. "Well that should be easy to accomplish. I'd like you all to touch Anteros. Feel free to touch him wherever you like, but be very gentle with his genitals. Remember, Celia, we aren't here to hurt him. Save your kicking and crushing for our enemies," Lien said with a smile in her voice. "Step forward so they can touch you, Anteros," instructed Lien, gently pushing him forward with her hand. Anteros now stood less than two feet away from the four seated girls. No one attempted to touch him. "Don't be shy," said Lien. "This is what you are here for. Anteros will enjoy it and you probably will too." To everyone's surprise, Freya reached out first. She tentatively touched the hard well-defined muscles of his stomach. She slowly brushed his skin with her fingertips as she moved her hand downward. Anteros twitched just a bit and Freya jerked her hand back as if she'd touched a hot iron. Lien laughed. "What happened, Freya? Did his skin burn you?" "No, Mistress. He moved and it frightened me," she answered. "Frightened you? Surely you don't think Anteros would harm you?" "No Mistress. I've never touched a man in an intimate fashion and I'm nervous," answered Freya. "Not as nervous as your friends," answered Lien. "They haven't touched him at all. You are bolder than you first seem, Freya. Now touch him again," instructed Lien. Freya reached for him again and this time went directly to his penis. She stroked the top of it with one finger at first and then with all of her fingers as she became more confident. Anteros' penis started to enlarge. He could see the curiosity on the faces of the girls as his penis grew. "Hold his penis in your hand, Freya," instructed Lien. "Good. Now take your other hand and explore his testicles." That was all it took to bring Anteros to a full erection despite all the climaxes he'd had in the last 36 hours. "Now you are seeing what a man's erection looks like. They aren't all exactly the same. They vary in length and girth. Anteros has a larger than average penis but he hasn't much experience. He is a good student and in time he will be quite proficient in it's use," said Lien. Serving the Amazons Ch. 03 "Now you, Bethany," said Lien. Bethany was not shy about replacing Freya's hands with her own. She grasped Anteros' penis tightly in her hand and squeezed his testicles just a little to tight. Anteros groaned and grasped her wrists. Bethany released her grip. "Something wrong, Anteros?" asked Lien. "Yes, Mistress. Bethany squeezed my testicles too hard and it was painful," he answered. "Please be more gently with Anteros, Bethany. You will want to keep his testicles in good health, I suspect," said Lien. "Yes, Mistress. I'm sorry, Anteros," said Bethany. Although men were not considered equal to women in Amazon society, it didn't allow women to abuse or injure men without cause. Physical punishment beyond a few swats with a leather strap required prior approval of a government official. Amazons had a code of honor and also a code of laws. Etiquette required Bethany to apologize to Anteros and also required Anteros to respond. "It was an accident, Miss. No harm was done," Anteros replied. "Please resume, Bethany. If you'd really hurt Anteros, he would have lost his erection. He was only so anxious because all men are very protective of their testicles," said Lien. Bethany gripped his penis again and felt its hardness. She gently placed her fingers underneath his testicles and lifted them as if they were as delicate as a small bird's egg. Since they were, Anteros was glad that she was extra gently with him this time. His penis became even harder. Celia was next. She examined Anteros' equipment with great interest. She kept looking up at his face and smiling as she touched him. She was the first one to encircle his penis with her hand and run it up and down the shaft. She was playing with his testicles with the other hand. Anteros' testicles started to pull up and he felt an impending orgasm. He held back as he knew Lien would want him to. Celia stroked faster making it even harder to control himself. Lien saw what he was going through. "That's enough Celia. Stop now and let me explain something to you. Then it will be Lorissa's turn. Anteros was struggling to avoid climax. You were doing a good job of stimulating him, Celia. He has been instructed not to climax unless his mistress gives him permission. It is not possible for him to be completely in control of his climax, he can only delay it for so long, but he does try. I wasn't ready to allow him to climax yet which is why I asked you to stop." "Do you all know what I mean by 'climax'?" Lien asked. No one answered. Anteros knew, but she wasn't directing the question at him. Lien continued, "Well, if you ladies haven't experienced a climax, I'll see that you do before your sexual education is complete. It is very different in men and women. When a man climaxes, his seed is ejaculated through his penis. When it enters a woman's vagina, it can cause pregnancy, hence the tea that I force you to drink. A man can delay his climax with the degree of self-control varying by the individual. Any man that has been trained by me is quite adept at controlling his climax. Anteros has just begun his training and though he shows great promise, he could climax much sooner than we'd like. Any questions?" Lorissa asked, "So a man's climax and the ejaculation are the same thing?" "No, Lorissa. Climax and orgasm are the same thing, but climax and ejaculation are not. When a man climaxes, his seed is ejaculated involuntarily. If he has none left, he can still climax without ejaculating. Once a man has ejaculated all of his seed, it takes time to produce more," Lien answered. "Why would we care how many times he climaxes? Why not just let him climax when he wants to?" asked Lorissa. "That is a good question, Lorissa. A man usually loses his erection for a period of time after he climaxes also. The duration varies depending on many factors. The most important factor is how many times he has climaxed recently. Age is also important. A young man like Anteros may recover his erection in just a few minutes with sufficient stimulation. If he'd already had several orgasms that day, it could take hours. Now I know that Anteros hasn't had an orgasm in about 12 hours and he is young, so his erection is quite strong. A man is best able to satisfy a woman when he has an erection so we need to keep it hard when it suits us. I believe it is your turn to touch him, Lorissa." Lorissa gingerly touched Anteros' genitals. Anteros blushed. For some reason having Lorissa, who he knew well, touch him so was more embarrassing than having the other girls touch him. Perhaps it was because he'd fantasized about touching Lorissa intimately himself. Her touch was more than pleasant. It was electrifying. Anteros learned something at that moment. He'd already learned that sex was an extremely pleasurable experience. What he learned now was that it was even more intense when personal emotions were involved. He'd loved Lorissa for a long time. She was his best friend. The mere thought of making love to her, while he was watching her touch his penis and testicles, had him on the edge of orgasm in just seconds. He was certain he was going to ejaculate if he didn't stop her. As much as he wanted to climax, he did what he was trained to do. "I'm going to climax, Mistress!" he exclaimed, his voice straining. "Stop touching him, Lorissa," instructed Lien. "My goodness. Look at this penis. It has changed to a darker shade and is even more swollen. Whatever you were doing, Lorissa, it had quite an effect on him. I think Anteros is taken with you." Anteros felt himself blush again. There was no doubt that he was most fond of Lorissa. He also believed that he was the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen, in a city that was full of beautiful women. "Anteros will get sore if we continue stroking his erection as we have been," said Lien. "A woman's vagina has a natural lubricant. A man's penis is intended to be lubricated when it is stroked. Since you won't be able to observe his climax if his penis is hidden away, I'll just use some massage oil to continue stimulating him. Now watch and learn." Lien put oil on his hard shaft and slowly moved her hand up and down. "I'm going very slow to keep him from climaxing. Now I'm going to bring him to the edge and I want you to observe his testicles. See how they are hanging down? Watch what happens when I increase the stimulation." Lien stroked faster and with a firmer grip. Anteros moaned as his testicles pulled up close to his body. Lien released his penis. "Did you see his testicles pull up? That is a sure sign that a man is approaching orgasm. If you stop stimulating him, it will usually prevent it," said Lien. "Now I'll show you a trick you can use to prevent a man's orgasm, without stopping the stimulation." Lien started stroking his erection again. It felt like steel and was still the purple hue that Lorissa had managed to produce. Anteros watched the girls. Their gazes shifted between his face and his genitals. When Lorissa stared him in the eye and smiled, with her big brown eyes burning into his, his testicles pulled up again. Lien immediately grasped the top of his scrotum and pulled his testicles down hard. Anteros groaned in frustration. "Good boy, Anteros. Don't climax. We haven't reached that part of the lesson yet," said Lien. Anteros couldn't climax with his testicles stretched down, but Lien didn't seem to mind praising him for doing the only thing he could do, sit at the edge of climax and not go over. Lien continued to stroke his shaft hard and fast. The head of Anteros' penis swelled and tried to ejaculate. "See, ladies? I pulled his testicles down and he can't climax. He wants to in the worst way, but until I release his testicles, he can't." Lien released his penis but kept her grip on his testicles. "I'm going to let him relax. I'm going to keep his testicles restrained until I'm sure his urge to climax has subsided," she explained. The swelling in Anteros' penis subsided slightly. Lien released her grip on his testicles. "Okay. Now it is time to let Anteros climax so that you can see what it looks like. Lorissa, would you stimulate him please?" asked Lien, knowing that Anteros' infatuation with Lorissa would aid in bringing him to orgasm quickly. Lorissa started stroking his penis with both hands. In just a few seconds, Anteros' penis had swollen to maximum size again and he was straining to prevent ejaculating. "I'm going to climax, Mistress," he announced. "Don't climax yet, Anteros. Hold it back as long as you can," instructed Lien. Anteros did his best. He stared at the ceiling. Seeing the four scantily clad young women before him was making it even more difficult to control himself. "Freya, would you stimulate his testicles, please?" asked Lien. "Let's see how long Anteros can hold back with two of you stimulating him." Freya put one hand on his testicles and gently squeezed them while Lorissa continued stroking his slippery oiled penis with both hands. Anteros had his eyes closed and jaw clenched. The strain of holding his orgasm back was becoming painful. "You've done extremely well holding back this long, Anteros. I know this is difficult and I intend it to be. Now I'd like you to open your eyes and look at what Lorissa and Freya are doing to you." Anteros did as he was told. The site of the beautiful Freya and his fantasy girl, Lorissa, stroking his genitals was more than he could bear. His penis erupted with a long white ribbon of semen that landed directly on Lorissa's face. Freya and Lorissa momentarily stopped their stroking. Anteros' fired another burst from his penis despite their temporary lapse of stimulation. "Don't stop! Keep stroking him!" ordered Lien. The girls started stimulating him faster and more forcefully now. Anteros' penis lurched and strained for some time but only managed to pump out one more small drop of semen. Lorissa and Freya continued until Anteros' penis was soft and Lien told them they could stop. "Now you've seen what a man's genitals do when they climax. The white substance is his seed. Some women like to taste it others do not. You'll all get a chance to, but I'd recommend that you try it by making a man ejaculate directly into your mouth. I find it much more pleasant that way," said Lien. Lien picked up a clean cloth and handed it to Anteros. "Clean your semen off of Lorissa, Anteros. That is the polite thing to do," instructed Lien. Anteros enjoyed touching Lorissa's face and chest as he cleaned his semen off of her. They spent most of the time staring into each other's eyes as he performed the pleasant chore. Anteros didn't know it, but Lorissa was as fond of him as he was of her. Lien took the cloth and handed Anteros his robe. "You may go now, Anteros. I will need to see you again this evening, but feel free to relax in your quarters until I come to see you," she said. Anteros put on his robe and left the room. His stomach was churning and his head was spinning. Having Lorissa manually bring him to orgasm was most distracting. Now he wanted more than anything to make love to her. He couldn't stop thinking about it. He'd walked twenty paces past his room when he finally realized it and turned around. It was getting dark when Anteros reached his room. He lit a candle and opened a book. He didn't know which book he'd opened and continued daydreaming with the book in his lap. He didn't even know how long he'd been there when he heard a knock at the door. Lien stepped in and closed it behind her. She was carrying a teapot and a cup. She sat on the simple chair that faced the bed Anteros was sitting on. "What are you reading, Anteros?" she asked. Anteros then realized that he had no idea which book was open on his lap. He glanced down to see that it was upside down as well. "I haven't been reading, Mistress," he confessed. "I thought not. You are obviously quite distracted about something," she said as she poured a cup of tea. "Drink this. You'll need it. I want you to finish the pot. It holds three more cups." "May I ask why, Mistress?" "It will improve your virility, Anteros. You are more than virile enough to keep one woman satisfied, but with so few men in our city, you will be expected to do much more. You'll need to drink a pot of tea a day. Some men prefer to drink it all at one time and others take smaller amounts several times a day, but all Amazon men drink this tea." Anteros sipped the tea, which wasn't really pleasant to drink, but it wasn't too bad. If he had to drink this concoction every day, he would do so without complaint. "I need to discuss something with you, Anteros. It is obvious that you are very attracted to Lorissa. Have you known her long?" asked Lien. "All my life, Mistress. Lorissa is my best friend." "Would you say that you love her?" "Yes. I surely do love her," answered Anteros. "I was afraid of that. I need to tell you the facts of life here, Anteros. I can't stop you from loving Lorissa, nor would I want to, but be aware that Lorissa will be one of many women in your life. Amazons don't mate for life. Men are shared. You will probably get the opportunity to make love to Lorissa and I hope you will get to do so many times, but you shouldn't expect that to happen more than one day a month." Lien continued, "We do more here than teach young people about the ways of love. That is but one of our functions. We also are schedulers. Men are in short supply and every woman is given an equal chance to enjoy their attentions. We do the scheduling here. A woman may ask for the services of a man for one day and night. They may not request the same man more than once a month. So you see, Anteros, when you are ready to leave here, you will sleep in a different house every night. There is no way you can be with Lorissa more than one day in thirty and it will probably be less than that. Do you understand?" Anteros was disappointed to hear that he wouldn't be making love to Lorissa on a regular basis, but it did occur to him that there were a lot of other attractive women he would enjoy spending time in bed with. "Yes, Mistress," he answered. "Good. You are lucky to be a man, Anteros. You will share a bed with a woman every night while Amazon women are lucky to have a man in their bed two or three nights a month. Because of the infrequent opportunities to enjoy a man, women will probably want you to make love to them several times during their scheduled hours. As if that weren't taxing enough, it is not uncommon for a woman to share their man with a friend. That is why you need the tea, Anteros. Without it, you'd soon be worn out." "I see, Mistress," said Anteros. "Well, there are many things you still need to learn, Anteros. Finish your tea then come to my chamber. I'm looking forward to giving you your next practical lesson." By morning, Anteros had learned that despite the tea, an experienced older woman could wear him out and leave him smiling about it. Serving the Amazons Ch. 04 Chapter 7 Anteros woke to the sound of Lien's voice. "Wake up, Anteros. If you sleep any longer you won't have time to pleasure me before you go." Anteros opened his eyes, but he wasn't fully awake. Lien had brought him to climax three times during the night. That was after he'd already climaxed in the hands of Lorissa. He was more than sated. He was sexually exhausted. Lien reached down to his manhood. "What? No erection for your mistress this morning? Have you grown weary of me, Anteros?" she asked with a smile in her voice. "No, Mistress. I'm weary, but it isn't you. I'm so weary that I feel like I didn't sleep," he replied. "You will learn, Anteros, that your sexual wants are secondary here. All that is really important is what your mistress wants. I want your hard penis inside of me. We have only a few minutes because I don't want you to be late for Tiana's class." Lien put his soft penis in her mouth and sucked strongly. His penis was a little sore, but her warm, wet mouth felt wonderful on it. She caressed his testicles with one hand while encircling the base of his penis with the thumb and forefinger of the other. He was fully erect in moments. "Now that you are ready, I need you to make sure I am wet," said Lien. She moved around so her sex was directly above Anteros' willing mouth. She continued to orally tend his erection while he used his mouth and fingers to prepare Lien for his large penis. When she was sufficiently lubricated, she impaled herself on Anteros' erection and lowered her breasts to his mouth. She rode him hard and fast. His penis was not exactly sore, but it was hypersensitive. His testicles ached from overwork, but the ache was also stimulating. Within three minutes, despite his best efforts to control himself, he was forced to tell her that he was about to climax. Lien sat up and smiled broadly at this revelation. She bounced up and down on his raging erection and used her hands to pull his hands up to her breasts. Anteros fondled her breasts but was gasping for air. The effort to delay climax was far more work and more tiring than any other aspect of sex. Lien arched her body back and twisted to one side. This allowed her to grasp his testicles in one hand. Anteros could take no more. He groaned and whatever semen was left in him was powerfully ejaculated into Lien. His climax triggered Lien's. She bounced rapidly up and down as she shuddered in a powerful orgasm, never releasing his testicles as she climaxed. Lien collapsed forward on his chest. She kissed him deeply as post orgasmic bliss washed over both of them and his penis slowly softened inside of her. He rubbed her tight bottom with his hands as he returned her kiss. "That was excellent, Anteros. I'd like to lay here with you for a while, but you have a class to go to. Now go," she commanded. Anteros managed to bathe and gather his belongings but had no time for breakfast before he left. He dashed through the kitchen and grabbed a loaf of bread, eating it as he jogged to class. Tiana's class was every bit as interesting as it had been the day before. Anteros was distracted, as were the female students. There were a lot of glances and sly smiles exchanged. Tiana couldn't help but notice, but this was something she was accustomed to. Her students came to her at the age of eighteen years. The same age that they entered Lien's school. It made her job a bit more difficult, but she knew how to handle it. "Anteros, can you tell me the hand signal that indicates that there are three enemies, fifty paces to the left?" she snapped. Anteros hesitated then made a gesture. "That is incorrect. How do you expect to be a soldier if you can't communicate with your comrades? I don't thing you've been paying attention to your lesson. Do you care to tell me why?" she asked. Anteros flushed with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, Mistress." "You should be. Not sorry that you've ignored me, but sorry that your lack of attention could get others killed. And you are not alone in this. All of you have been making eyes at each other all morning. I know what you are all thinking about but you MUST learn to separate business from pleasure. This is business and that is all you should be concentrating on." Tiana was pacing and had a noticeable limp. Her wounds aggravated her more when she was angry. "Anteros. How will you make love to Freya when an enemy has sliced off your manhood? And do you girls think that sex will be pleasurable if you are captured and raped by thirty enemy soldiers in one day? These things have happened to Amazons in the past. It is one of the risks of being a warrior. I'm teaching you to minimize the chances of this happening to you. So pay attention or find another profession. I won't risk the lives of good Amazon warriors by sending them untrained children to fight beside them." Tiana's words were powerful and they found their mark. All of the students were shamed to silence. Tiana just glared at them for a full minute. "Now that I have your attention, we'll continue." No one allowed their attention to wander from Tiana's lesson that day, or any other day after that. After class was another matter. Anteros shared his remaining bread with Lorissa in a semi-private alcove outside. They sat on a wooden bench, made small talk and avoided discussing the events of the previous evening. They both wanted to discuss it, but neither was exactly sure of how to bring it up. Despite the recent strain put on his penis lately, Anteros became erect just by talking to Lorissa and being in her presence. She was unaware of this because Anteros concealed it under his pack. "Come, Anteros. It is time for us to go to the practice field," said Lorissa. Anteros attempted to stand, but could not. His erection was in a position that it bent painfully under his clothing when he attempted to. He sat back down. "What is the matter with you? Come," she repeated. "I can't. I'm not well," he knew this wasn't exactly true and he blushed when he said it. He was not a good liar and he was ashamed that he tried to deceive his best friend. "Don't lie to me, Anteros. I know you too well. Now tell me why you don't want to join me," demanded Lorissa. Anteros was cornered and he was forced to tell the truth. "I have an erection, Lorissa. It hurts when I try to stand." He was embarrassed, but also relieved that he was no longer trying to deceive her. "Really? Let me see," said Lorissa. She knew he was telling the truth, but she was also surprised and curious. Anteros pretended he hadn't heard her. Lorissa snatched the pack out of his lap exposing a large bulge in his trousers. "Why do you have an erection, Anteros? I don't understand." "You are beautiful, Lorissa. Last evening you stimulated me to orgasm. Remembering that and seeing your pretty face and lovely figure have aroused me. I can't help it," he said. Lorissa didn't help matters at all when she reached down and squeezed his erection through his trousers. As good as it felt, Anteros pushed her hand away. "Please, Lorissa. That only makes it harder. I think the best thing to do is for you to go without me. I don't think this will go away as long as I'm with you." Lorissa displayed a beaming smile that Anteros had only seen a few times in all the years he'd know her. Lorissa smiled easily, but the broad grin she was wearing now was reserved for expressing true delight. Knowing that Anteros found her so attractive that he couldn't keep from getting an erection was something that delighted her. "Very well, Anteros. Try not to dawdle too long. You've heard about Diana's temper," she warned. "I'll be along as soon as I can, Lorissa." He admired Lorissa's long bare legs extending from her short skirt as she limped away. Her leg was still not completely well, but that didn't stop her from training. Her walk wasn't exactly sexy at the moment, but that didn't stop Anteros' penis from swelling just a bit more. Anteros sat alone for ten minutes before his erection subsided. He had to think about being beaten by Xan and how humiliating it had been. Finally that worked and he was able to walk again. Unfortunately, he was late reporting for his training and Diana had noticed. "Anteros, how nice of you to honor me with your presence this afternoon," said Diana with sarcasm, but she didn't really seem to be angry. Anteros knew he was in trouble and held his tongue. "This is your second day and you are late. That is hardly the discipline I expect from a warrior. Perhaps you'd be better suited as a farmer? No. Farmers have schedules to keep. If they don't stick to their schedules, we all starve. No. Farming isn't for you." Anteros opened his mouth to speak. Diana wasn't going to allow that. "Keep your mouth shut, Anteros! I'll tell you when I want you to speak! Stand at attention and look straight ahead. Don't you move until I command it!" snapped Diana. It was obvious now that she was quite angry. Her voice and the color of her face showed it plainly. "You are a large BOY and well muscled," she said, emphasizing the word 'boy'. "It seems that you have the physique to be a warrior, but just lack the discipline. Such a waste of a BOY to send you to the library for a career re-shelving books. Yes. That would be a good career for you. It requires accuracy, but shelving a book a few minutes late won't get anyone killed." "Do you want to be a librarian, Anteros?" she asked. "No, Mistress. I want to be a warrior," he answered firmly. "Why not? A librarian performs a valuable service. It is an honorable profession." "I've trained all my life to be a warrior. I know I can best serve the Amazons that way." "Then you must learn discipline, Anteros. Are you prepared to prove to me that you have the discipline to be a warrior?" she asked with narrowed eyes. "Yes, Mistress." "You'll do whatever I tell you and endure any test of your resolve to be a warrior?" "Yes, Mistress." "Very well, Anteros. I'll be training you today. I've already sent Xan to work with another student today. If you survive a day of training with me, perhaps Xan will give you another beating tomorrow. He tells me you have a warrior's spirit. I'll determine that myself. Spirit can't be taught. Discipline can. I will test both today and the test will be difficult. Are you ready, BOY?" she asked, again emphasizing 'boy'. This was intended to belittle him. Anteros had just officially passed to manhood but Diana wasn't going to acknowledge it until he'd proven himself to her. "Yes, Mistress. I'm ready," he answered. "Then the first thing I am ordering you to do is to tell me why you were late. Mind you, there is no excuse for being late. I'm just curious what would cause you to risk my wrath." "I had an erection, Mistress. I couldn't stand without hurting myself. It took several minutes for it to go away," he told her truthfully. Diana had some trouble hiding the amusement from her face, but she wasn't going to let Anteros think that this was a joke. Anteros was hoping she wasn't going to ask for more details, and he was relieved when he realized that she was not. Diana knew about the desires of young men so there was really nothing else she needed to know. "That is a poor excuse, Anteros. See that it doesn't happen again. Unless of course, you'd like to clean stables the rest of your life. Everyone here has to serve the community somehow, so if you aren't a warrior, we'll have to find another job for you," said Diana. "Now strip off your clothes. I have a task for you to perform," said Diana. Anteros did as he was told. He was the only naked person on the field, but sex was certainly not on his mind now. Diana looked him over without comment. She picked up a large stone. If it were any larger she wouldn't have been able to lift it with one hand. "This stone belongs on the other side of the river, Anteros. Put it there for me, and then report back here," she ordered as she handed him the stone. Anteros had swum across the river nearly every day for the last six years. He'd never done it carrying a ten-pound stone before. Not only did it add extra weight, but also made it impossible to use both hands to swim. He walked out as far as he could then started swimming with one arm. He had to use his legs much more than he usually did. The effort was exhausting. Every minute or so he would switch the stone to the other hand. It took him thirty minutes to reach the opposite shore. Without the stone he could have done it in less than ten. He staggered on to the bank and dropped the stone then rested his hands on his knees and tried to catch his breath. He looked across the river and saw Diana staring at him. She was motioning him back. Anteros thought that she must be trying to drown him. At least she didn't tell him to bring back another stone. Already fatigued, he started swimming back. His pace was slow and he eventually made it back. Diana had his belongings. Not wanting to waste another opportunity to belittle him, she looked at his shrunken genitals and asked, "Is the water cold today? Now get dressed." Anteros could only gasp for air. He dressed himself without answering. He was just starting to recover his wind when he finished dressing. "Now for your next task, Anteros. I'd like you to do a hundred push-ups. You aren't as strong as Xan and we need to work on that," said Diana. Anteros was not looking forward to this exertion just now, but at least he didn't have to worry about drowning if he failed. He was determined not to fail and he did the hundred pushups. It was part of his normal routine to do so, but he usually didn't spend the better part of an hour swimming beforehand. "Very good, Anteros. Now I have another task for you. I'd like you to run to the library and return this book for me. It is only a couple of miles from here and it will be good practice for you if you fail me today. Don't take too long. I want you to run both ways. Oh yes, and put on your armor and weapons before you leave. You never know when you may be attacked." Of course, the armor and weapons were only to add to the weight and his torment. Diana was going to make sure that Anteros was very sure not to be late again. Anteros ran to the library with great haste. He returned the book, ignoring the stares of the Amazons that were wondering why he'd return a book wearing his armor and weapons. He ran back as quickly as he could. Diana was waiting for him. She wasn't going to let him catch his breath. "Another hundred push-ups, Anteros. Now!" she commanded. He dropped to the ground and did another hundred, this time with his armor and weapons on. It was excruciatingly difficult, but he managed to do it. "Now it is time for some training. Draw your sword, Anteros," ordered Diana as she drew her own. This was the first time Anteros had been asked to spar with iron swords. He was so tired it was difficult to draw it. "Defend yourself, BOY," taunted Diana. She lunged for him and he barely parried it. He parried two more blows before she slapped him hard across the back with the flat of her sword. "I thought you were good, Anteros. Show me!" she continued to taunt. Again, he parried a few blows and the landed the flat of her sword across his thighs. Had it been her blade, she would have crippled him for life. She then slapped her blade across his left arm, his stomach and stopped just short of his head. He was exhausted to the point he was helpless. "This is pointless. Put your sword away, Anteros. Follow me. This will be your last lesson for today and then you can go to your quarters and ponder your lesson." Anteros sheathed his sword and followed Diana to her quarters. It was a one-room structure, very similar to Ninsala's. Diana led him inside and closed the door. Put your armor and weapons in your pack, Anteros. You won't need them any more today. As he did so, Diana removed her armor and weapons and placed them in a cabinet. "Take off your garments, Anteros. I'm going to beat you now," she said nonchalantly. Anteros hesitated and looked at her questioningly. "I mean now, BOY. I'm not kidding," she insisted. Anteros removed his clothing and stood in front of her naked. "This is your last test, Anteros. Pass it, and you may train with the warriors again tomorrow. Fail, and I'll dismiss you. Do you understand?" "Yes, Mistress," he answered with fear in his heart. Diana threw a piece of rope over a beam, leaving two equal lengths hanging from the ceiling. Hold on to the rope, Anteros. I'm not going to bind you. Anyone can take a beating when bound because they have no choice. You will have the choice. Hold on to the rope and succeed, or let go and fail. Don't let go until I tell you to. Anteros took one end of the rope in each hand. "Now spread your legs until the rope is taut," said Diana. Anteros was tall and he had to spread his legs uncomfortably wide to obey. "That's good. Now don't move from that position until I release you," ordered Diana. Anteros watched her reach into the cabinet and remove a three-foot strip of stiff braided leather. "You aren't the first student I've had to use this on, Anteros, but usually it is the girls I do this to. I have to admit that I will take more pleasure in using it on a naked boy than I do a naked girl," she said as she moved in front of him. Diana reached out with the crop and lifted his penis. "So this is what got you in trouble today. I think we'll be sure that it doesn't interfere again." For a moment Anteros thought she was going to beat his penis with the crop. That moment was terrifying. Diana saw it in his face. "Don't worry, Anteros. I won't whip such a valuable commodity as this. I'd damage it and we need all the working ones we can get here. I'll whip less delicate areas." Anteros was greatly relieved. Diana used the crop to continue playing with his penis. She tired of this and started playing with his testicles. Anteros started to get aroused. "What is this? You find this arousing, Anteros? Your penis is starting to swell." "Yes, Mistress. You are an attractive woman and you are stimulating me," Anteros answered. "So you find me attractive. Perhaps you'd like me to do this," said Diana as she used her hand to massage his testicles. Anteros' penis continued to grow. Diana started stroking it with her hand until he was fully erect. It was no accident that she rubbed her breasts into his side as she stroked him. "You have a nice, big penis, Anteros. It would be a shame for you to die before you even learn to use it. I'll teach you. Remember not to move or let go of the rope. You must prove to me that you can endure the pain as a warrior can," said Diana. She stepped behind him and gave him a hard blow across his buttocks. Anteros hadn't anticipated that it would be as painful as it was and he lurched his hips forward. He did not move his feet or let go of the rope. "I know it hurts. My trainer used this very device on me many years ago. Remember, Anteros. There is a time for erections and a time to not have erections. When you are serving a woman in her bed it is desirable, when you are supposed to be in my class, it is not!" said Diana, punctuating her statement with another hard blow. She lectured him and beat him for several minutes. Anteros wasn't counting, but Diana was. She struck him fifty times. When she was done, his buttocks were a mass of red welts all running together. It felt like he was sitting on hot coals. Through all of this, he never let go of the rope. "Perhaps I was wrong about you, Anteros. It appears you may be man enough to be a warrior after all. You've passed the test. Tomorrow you will report ON TIME and Xan will work with you. If you find yourself getting an erection at an inappropriate time, remember this beating. If you are late again, I have no qualms about repeating it. You may let go of the rope now." Serving the Amazons Ch. 04 Anteros released the rope and moved his legs into a comfortable standing position. Although the beautiful Diana was standing in front of him, his recent experience with her cruel side kept all thoughts of sex away from him. "Get dressed and go, Anteros. You'll remember this lesson for several days, every time you sit down." Anteros remembered it vividly as he got dressed too. Putting on his trousers was painful, but at least he was still a warrior and not a stableman or librarian. "May I expect you on time tomorrow, Anteros?" asked Diana. "Yes, Mistress. I have no desire to feel your lash again," he answered. "Good. The truth is, I really don't enjoy beating my students. If I were forced to beat you again tomorrow, it would be far more painful than today's punishment. Don't disobey me, and don't be late, and I won't beat you again. Now go back to Lien, and enjoy yourself if you still can," she said with a rare smile. Anteros walked back to Lien's feeling sore, but greatly relieved. He endured the punishment and would have endured more if that were what he needed to do to remain a warrior. Amazon men were all trained to be warriors. Occasionally one would fail in their warrior training, but that was only because of injury or illness. All of the Amazon men that Anteros had met, or even heard of, were warriors or retired warriors. Warriors that were crippled in battle were not shamed by taking up another profession, as Tiana had done. To be dismissed from the ranks of the warriors would have brought great shame on Anteros. Any punishment was better than that. When he entered Lien's home he was greeted by Kyra. Her pretty face and warm smile were far more pleasant than the scowls Diana had been giving him all afternoon. "Welcome home, Anteros. How was your training today?" she inquired. Two things came to Anteros' mind immediately. First, he wished she hadn't asked and second, it seemed strange that this was his home after living here for such a short time. Still, Anteros had been asked a question by a woman and he was obliged to answer and answer truthfully. "Training was not very pleasant today, Miss Kyra." "Oh? I thought you enjoyed practicing to be a warrior?" "Today I didn't get much practice. I was punished for being late." "I'm sure you were punished, Anteros. Discipline is critical for a warrior and I'm sure Diana made you well aware of that. How did she punish you?" asked Kyra. Anteros told her of his exhausting ordeal and added that Diana had also beaten him. "It has only been a few days since Rosella and Lydia beat you and now you've been beaten again. Oh well, it may be humiliating, but a small leather strap across your buttocks certainly doesn't hurt you," Kyra said. "It wasn't like that, Miss. She did hurt me. She said I had to show that I could endure the pain if I wanted to be a warrior," he offered. "So she beat you and she probably worked you until she made every muscle in your body ache. I'm glad I don't have Diana's job. I'm not suited to it. I enjoy what I do here. Perhaps I can help take some of the pain away, Anteros. But first, I want you clean. Off to the bath with you." Anteros walked slowly to the bath with a pronounced limp. Kyra followed and noticed his awkward gait. "Are you injured, Anteros?" she asked. "Nothing that won't heal, Miss," he answered. Although his body ached and his ass felt like it was on fire, his pride was hurt more than his body. He was the top student in his prior class in every type of martial art but archery. He was better with a sword, a spear and at unarmed combat than everyone else in his class. Only the instructor could beat him with a sword and only with great difficulty. Even she couldn't best him with a spear or without weapons. Then his life changed on the day he was to be called a man. Yesterday he'd been humiliated by Xan who'd beaten him at hand-to-hand combat so easily that he'd made Anteros feel like a child. Today he was pushed to the limits of his endurance then flogged like a criminal by his new instructor. She'd threatened to dismiss him from his new position as a warrior. Anteros had never feared anything as much as that threat. Still, he'd survived Diana's challenge and now it was time to relax in the bath. Anteros was so tired that he hoped he would have time for a nap before Lien summoned him for another of her lessons. He reached the edge of the bath and disrobed. He struggled to reach the straps that held his light leather shirt on. His shoulders ached and he winced with pain as he reached. "Let me help you," said Kyra as she unbuckled the straps and removed his armor. She helped him with his boots, shirt and trousers also. Anteros could not remember the last time he'd had help in disrobing. He was certainly just a small child and it was before any time he could remember. Kyra was behind him when she removed his trousers and witnessed the result of Diana's work with the crop. The sight of the large red welts surprised her. Seldom were Amazons beaten so severely. "Diana surely did beat you with vigor, Anteros. I've heard of her temper yet I didn't imagine that she would beat you this severely. Fortunately, she was not my trainer and I was also never late. I thank the gods for that! Now step into the bath. I will wash you." Anteros stepped into the bath. The water was warm and burned when it touched his welts. The pain soon passed and he stood in the bath with the water reaching just below his chest. Kyra disrobed and followed him in. Despite being distracted by his pain and humiliation, Anteros couldn't help noticing her round breasts, flat belly, and enticing smooth pubis. Her rather thin frame and the fact that she was a couple of inches shorter than the average Amazon, made her breasts look large in proportion to her body. After she was in the bath his gaze shifted to her large dark eyes, full lips, milky white skin and black hair. Kyra moved close to him and washed him with a sponge. She scrubbed harder than he did when he washed himself and the feeling was pleasant. It felt good on his tight muscles. She was quite gentle with his muscular, yet wounded buttocks. She was equally gentle when she carefully washed his genitals with her hands. Until she touched him intimately, he didn't become erect. As soon as she did, he became fully erect in seconds. "I'm glad to see that Diana didn't damage this," Kyra said as she stroked his penis far longer than necessary to get it clean. "How are these feeling?" she asked as she played with his testicles. "Wonderful, Miss Kyra. They feel wonderful," said Anteros. As Anteros closed his eyes and started to relax, Lien walked in. "So you are getting the royal treatment I see," she said to Anteros. Anteros opened his eyes and replied, "Yes, Mistress". Kyra stopped playing with his testicles and offered, "Anteros was punished today and I'm helping him to relax. He was beaten rather severely." "It looks like you've found a way to make him feel better, Kyra. I'd planned on you giving him his lesson tonight so don't let me interrupt you," said Lien. "Why were you punished, Anteros?" she asked. He was forced to repeat that he was late. Lien also wanted to know why he was late. "I had an erection and I couldn't go to class until it subsided," he confessed. "As many orgasms as you are getting here you had an erection at noon? Pray tell, Anteros. What caused this?" she asked. "I was speaking to Lorissa and I was thinking of last night..." Lien cut him off. "Enough said, Anteros. Diana was right to punish you. Tell me the details. What did she do to you?" Anteros told her of the physical challenges she presented him and then of the beating she'd given him in her house. "Let me see, Anteros. Step out of the bath and show me," ordered Lien. Anteros did as he was told. Lien ever so gently touched the welts with her fingertips. "She was right to punish you, Anteros, and I suppose that a warrior must be able to endure that kind of pain but I don't have to allow it to continue tonight. We'll do what we can to help you. Just don't irritate Diana again," said Lien. "Kyra, I'd like you to find Alexandra and ask her to assist you. Give Anteros a full body massage. It should be a hard deep massage. It will be a little painful for him but it will make his muscles heal more quickly. Then he is yours for the night. He is a willing and capable student. I'm sure you'll enjoy teaching him," said Lien with a wink and a smile. "Yes, Mistress," answered Kyra as she climbed out of the bath. "As for you, Anteros. Dry yourself and go get a meal. Don't forget to drink your tea. Tell the cook you need something to relax your muscles too. She'll know what to do. When you've finished, go back to your quarters and wait for Kyra," instructed Lien. "Yes, Mistress," Anteros answered. He was still tired and sore, but now he was exhilarated too. As much as he liked making love with Lien, the thought of making love to Kyra was even more exciting. His erection, which had subsided when Kyra stopped teasing him, had returned. Both Lien and Kyra noticed this as he climbed out of the bath. Anteros never made it back to his quarter after his meal. He was intercepted by Kyra and Alexandra and escorted to Kyra's quarters. "Disrobe and lay on the bed, Anteros. We'll give you a massage and see if it will release some of the tension from your muscles," said Kyra. Anteros removed his simple robe. Kyra and Alexandra left their white garments on, but Anteros could clearly see their erect nipples pressing through the fabric. He laid face down on the bed, adjusting his hips to allow his hardening penis to be comfortable. Two pairs of hands started at his neck and massaged their way down to his shoulders. They kneaded his muscles slowly with their hands, working down his back to his wounded buttocks. He winced when they touched him there and they decided to move on to his legs. When they finished with his feet, Kyra moved back up to his neck while Alexandra rubbed a soothing salve into his wounds. The tension drained from his body. He'd never had a massage before and he thought that next to sex, this had to be the most wonderful feeling there was. "Roll over, Anteros," instructed Kyra. He did so gingerly. The salve had cooled the burning but it didn't remove all of the pain. It took him a few seconds to get situated in a comfortable position. "Put your hands over your head and relax. Close your eyes, Anteros. We'll make you forget your pain," said Kyra with a dazzling smile. Alexandra's smile was just as bright, but she said nothing as she pulled her garment off and threw it towards a bench. Kyra removed her garment as well. Anteros was stunned at the pair of naked beauties before him. Alexandra with her wild blonde hair, large proud breasts, flat belly and flaring hips on his right; Kyra with her black hair, full lips, and a figure that rivaled Alexandra's but on a smaller frame, on his left. "Close your eyes, Anteros. We aren't finished with your massage," said Kyra. Anteros really didn't want to close his eyes, but he did as he was told. He shuddered in anticipation of delights to come. Kyra and Alexandra noticed and giggled. "Patience, Anteros," said Alexandra. "We have all night." He felt the two women move to the head of the bed and start massaging his hands, working down his weary arms. He'd never been treated so well and he wondered if this was what it was like to be a king. He couldn't imagine how a king's life was any better than his at this particular moment. As they massaged his shoulders and chest, he imagined what their bodies felt like. Would they feel like Lien? They were both taller, younger and had larger breasts than Lien. Would sex with them be even more pleasurable than it was with her? But Lien was more experienced. Perhaps the younger women wouldn't be able to bring him the same pleasure that she did. As they reached his pubic area and his penis hardened to full erection, he decided that this was going to be even better than his nights with Lien. The women deliberately avoided his genitals, but didn't miss an inch of the rest of his body. They worked their way to his feet and finished with a foot massage. Anteros' muscles were totally relaxed and his penis was like iron. This is exactly what they intended to do to him. Anteros opened his eyes and snuck a peek as they moved back towards his head. With them crawling on their hands and knees, he could only see their smiling faces and four luscious looking breasts coming his way. Kyra's breasts had small brown nipples that looked as hard as his penis. Alexandra's larger breasts had large conical nipples that were pink in color. Anteros felt his penis throb when he thought of comparing their nipples by touch and by taste. They saw him open his eyes but didn't complain, so he left them open. The women lay on either side of him, facing him and each other. "Spread your legs and put your arms around us, Anteros," Kyra directed. As he did so, he felt the soft, smooth skin of their backs in his hands. It wasn't what he wanted to touch, but any touch was better than none and he was stimulated by it. He was even more stimulated when they each put a leg over his. Their knees touched each other and his sensitive scrotum brushed the tops of their legs. Kyra was stroking his stomach while Alexandra was playing with his nipples. "You are getting the royal treatment tonight, Anteros. Tonight, we'll do about anything you'd like us to. Just remember that we are still your mistresses and you aren't to climax without permission," said Kyra. "Is there anything we can do for you now?" Anteros was not accustomed to being treated like this and was too shy to tell Kyra that he wanted to explore her body with his hands and mouth. "No requests, Anteros? Shall I just improvise until you think of something?" "Yes, Miss Kyra," he answered. With that Kyra leaned down and gave him and long passionate kiss. Alexandra started nibbling on his neck. As soon as Kyra broke their kiss, Alexandra kissed him even more aggressively. Kyra moved her head to his chest and gently bit his nipple. Anteros felt a bolt of energy shoot from his nipple to his groin. Kyra's hand moved down and gripped his erection as if she were gripping a sword. She squeezed, testing his firmness. All the while, Alexandra kept kissing him, exploring his mouth with her moist tongue. Kyra maintained a firm grip of Anteros' erection as she kissed her way to his manhood. Alexandra's hand briefly joined Kyra's on his penis, and then moved down to caress his testicles. Her touch was gentle and she explored them meticulously. Kyra relaxed her grip and started slowly stroking his penis. Anteros burned with lust. He moved his hips and moved his right hand around Alexandra's nude body so that he could stroke the side of her breast with his fingers. She moved slightly, allowing him better access. To his disappointment, Alexandra released his testicles. His disappointment soon turned to delight when she moved up to allow him access to her breast with his mouth. He kissed her beautiful breast all over with gentle little tongue kisses. He started kissing in a circular pattern around the outer edge of her rather generous orb, and worked in ever shrinking circles until he reached her hard pink nipple. Alexandra cooed, "Lien has taught you well, Anteros. I've never had a man please my breast any better than you are right now." Anteros didn't respond except to suck her nipple into his mouth and tug gently at it with his teeth. Alexandra moaned in pleasure. While Anteros was busy pleasuring Alexandra, Kyra was moving closer to his manhood with her mouth. He felt her hot breath on his swollen glans, followed by the gentle touch of her tongue on the very tip. The effect was electrifying. He was worried that he may ejaculate quickly if she kept up her manual stroking while she swabbed the head of his penis with her tongue. Kyra sensed this too moved her hand from his penis to his smooth scrotum. She played with his testicles with a different, but no less pleasurable technique than Alexandra had. While she did this she just held the last two inches of his penis in her mouth and moved only her tongue. It was enough to keep him extremely excited, but not enough to push him over the edge. Alexandra straddled his midsection and placed her other breast near his mouth. Alexandra instructed, "Use your hands too, Anteros. That's a good boy. That feels so nice!" Anteros felt as if he had gone to heaven. He was with two beautiful, naked women that seemed intent on pleasing him. He couldn't see Kyra but he could certainly feel her moving her head and hand slowly up and down his throbbing shaft. She had her other hand firmly around the base of his scrotum and was alternately pulling his testicles down and then allowing them to pull back up towards his body. She was bringing him to the brink of orgasm repeatedly, and then denying him. He could feel the hot, moistness of Alexandra's feminine treasures against his stomach as he joyfully played with her generous breasts with his mouth and hands. In his brief sexual experience he knew that this moisture meant she was truly excited. Knowing that she was excited, excited him even more. He struggled to keep from ejaculating in Kyra's beautiful mouth. Alexandra didn't have to tell him what to do when she moved her wet pubis over his anxious mouth. He licked and sucked her, cautiously at first, and more boldly when learned what she liked. He couldn't decide if his hands should remain on her breasts or grasp her firm buttocks so he alternated. Alexandra didn't complain either way. Her juices flowed freely as she reached her climax. She grasped his head to pull him tighter into her sex as she moaned loudly for at least a minute. Alexandra moved her hips back and spoke to him through a dazzling smile. "You are truly gifted, Anteros. It is hard to believe that you are but a novice at lovemaking. I look forward to having you in my bed when you are experienced! You will have a long list of women wanting you, I suspect. I think I'll get on the list early." The sight of the beautiful Alexandra straddling his chest, her spread labia inches from his face and her magnificent breasts standing proud on her chest was having an electrifying effect down below. His forehead was starting to sweat from the tension of fighting his orgasm. Kyra's tugging on his scrotum wasn't hard enough to prevent him from ejaculating. "I'm going to ejaculate, Miss Kyra!" he announced with a strained voice. Kyra immediately released his penis from her mouth and hand. She pulled his testicles down firmly. His rock hard penis bobbed helplessly in the air, once again denied relief. "You did very well to last as long as you did, Anteros. Lien told me you had self-control, but I didn't anticipate just how strong willed you are," said Kyra. "Now it is time for you to pleasure me like you did Alexandra." Alexandra got off of him and washed his face with a moist cloth that was in a basin next to the bed. Kyra straddled his midsection as Alexandra had done and kissed him when Alexandra completed her chore. Kyra then took his wrists in her hands, sat up, and placed his hands on her breasts. Kyra had a very pretty and youthful face with large dark eyes, a button nose and full lips. Anteros admired her face before his eyes moved downward to her full breasts, flat belly, gently flaring hips, and inviting smooth nether lips. Kyra smiled as his eyes surveyed her body. She knew that her build wasn't as athletic as that of most Amazons. She also knew that while her thinner physique was a disadvantage in combat, it was also one that men lusted for. She was no more beautiful than Alexandra, but being smaller and built a little differently than the tall, athletic Amazons, made Kyra unusual in their city. Beautiful and unusual can be a very erotic combination. Lien had taught her that lesson well. Serving the Amazons Ch. 04 He was so engrossed by Kyra's beauty that he'd nearly forgotten about Alexandra. He was reminded by the touch of her finger on his scrotum. She teased his testicles with a single finger then ran it slowly up and down the length of his shaft. It was rather frustrating to feel this slight titillation, yet a relief that he didn't have to struggle not to climax. Kyra took his hands off her breasts and put them on her buttocks. Kyra's hips were slim, but she was softer to the touch than Alexandra was. Kyra lowered one of her breasts to Anteros' anxiously awaiting lips. Anteros tried to duplicate the slow titillation that he'd performed on Alexandra, but Kyra was having none of that. She held his head in her hands and put her erect nipple on his lips. He sucked it into his mouth. "You don't have to be so gentle, Anteros. Use your teeth. Not too hard. That's good. That's very good. Do it just like that," instructed Kyra. Anteros was blissfully kneading Kyra's behind with his hands and nibbling on her nipples when he felt Alexandra grasp his erection in her hand. This sensation was immediately followed by her sucking one of his testicles completely into her mouth. When he felt her teeth on his sensitive gland, he became worried enough to become distracted. He gasped, released Kyra's happy nipple and grasped her arms tightly. "What are you doing to him, Alexandra?" she asked impatiently. Alexandra was forced to release his testicle to answer. "I'm just having a little fun. Relax, Anteros. I'm not going to hurt you. I promise!" With that said, she started using her teeth on the smooth sensitive flesh of his scrotum, tugging at it gently. Kyra placed her other nipple in his mouth and her resumed suckling as he returned his hands to her beautiful behind. He didn't stop when he felt Alexandra suck his other testicle into her mouth. The sensation was actually rather pleasant. When Kyra was satisfied with his attention to her breasts, she moved up so that he could enjoy her sex. He guessed correctly that she'd prefer he start very gently. It was several minutes before she allowed his tongue to slide inside her inner folds and several more minutes before she allowed contact with her clitoris. As Kyra's breathing rate increased, so did Anteros'. Not only because he enjoyed stimulating her, but also because Alexandra had finished her thorough tongue bathing of his scrotum and was licking her way up his shaft. The urge to ejaculate was returning rapidly. She gripped his scrotum just as Kyra had done as she took his penis deep into her mouth. Alexandra used her other hand to gently squeeze his testicles as she sucked him. His orgasm was building slowly. Alexandra again took his penis in her hand as Kyra neared orgasm. She pulled it up flat against his belly and pulled his testicles down firmly at the same time. In this position the skin at that base of his penis and top of his scrotum, were tightly stretched, almost painfully so. This is precisely the spot that Alexandra placed her tongue. Anteros moaned in ecstasy without stopping his oral attention to Kyra's clitoris. The vibration caused by the moan was all that Kyra needed. She climaxed violently as she screamed at Anteros to lick her harder and faster. Anteros did his best to comply. Kyra again moved his hands to her breasts and ordered him to pinch them. As he lashed her clitoris with his tongue, he pulled and squeezed her nipples, which triggered another, or perhaps several more, orgasms. Alexandra was busy driving him insane with lust while not allowing him to climax. Her tongue, on the incredibly sensitive spot she'd created, was like nothing he'd ever felt. It was causing his penis to get harder than it had ever been, but he felt like there was an orgasm building with no possibility of ever quite reaching it. Kyra moved her sex away from his mouth. He didn't stop his oral attentions until she was out of range. Then he just had to settle with absorbing her beauty and touching her with his hands while Alexandra continued to tease his aching genitals. "I have to agree with Alexandra and Lien, Anteros," said Kyra. "You rival the most experienced men in the way you pleasure a woman with your mouth. There is always a long list of women wanting to try a new young man, but your list will always be long if you can please other women the way you did me. Now have you thought of anything you'd like us to do for you?" "Yes, Miss Kyra," he answered. "Pray tell, Anteros. What is it?" "I'd like to have an orgasm, Miss. I don't care how. Any way you choose would please me." Kyra smiled. "So you'd like an orgasm. Very well, Anteros, tonight we are treating you like a king so we'll do as you say." Kyra slid back and pressed her warm vulva against Anteros' hard shaft. Alexandra moved her head away but continued to manually stimulate his testicles. Kyra slid her moist outer lips up and down the length of his erection. Anteros squirmed. He was very close to orgasm. Kyra stopped her motion and raised her hips up a few inches. Alexandra took his rigid penis and guided in to Kyra's vagina. Kyra was quite wet and his penis slid into her tight opening with ease. Anteros thrust his hips, hoping to feel the smooth walls of her vagina stroking his erection. Kyra sat down firmly on his hips so that he received no stimulation at all after the initial thrust. "Relax, Anteros. You'll be rewarded for patience. Don't climax too quickly. We'll both enjoy it more if we build your orgasm slowly," Kyra said softly. Anteros didn't expect to see Alexandra gently cup Kyra's breast in her hand, or to see her kiss Kyra softly on the lips, but that is exactly what she did. Alexandra continued to kiss Kyra as one hand toyed with her breasts and the other joined Anteros' hands on Kyra's lovely bottom. Despite the lack of physical stimulation, Anteros felt his penis swell even more in reaction to the visual stimulation. Seeing these two beautiful women kiss was very erotic to him. Alexandra's hand slid down Kyra's buttock to Anteros' scrotum. She resumed playing with his swollen testicles. Kyra started to slowly rock back and forth, providing Anteros with the stimulation he so desperately wanted. He soon reached the edge of climax. "I'm going to climax, Miss Kyra," he gasped. "It is my turn to pleasure you, Anteros. Climax if you wish to," she responded. Anteros moved his hips, trying to encourage Kyra to move a bit faster, but she slowed her pace instead. Alexandra circled the top of his scrotum with her fingers and pulled his testicles down firmly. It not only suppressed his ability to climax, but also forced him to stop moving his hips. Both women looked at him and smiled broadly. "I thought you were going to climax," said Kyra. With Alexandra still stretching his scrotum, and Kyra contributing to his denial by her slow pace, he was unable to do so. He was teetering on the brink and was unable to climax or even vocalize a response. He could only moan. This caused the women to giggle. Anteros tried to move Kyra up and down with his hands to increase his stimulation. Kyra resisted and although he was able to move her with the intense effort of his powerful arms, they soon became too weary to be effective. Once her control had been reestablished, Kyra increased the pace and length of her strokes. Up and down she slid, faster and faster until she was breathing heavily. Had Anteros not had his testicles restrained by Alexandra, he would have climaxed within seconds. As it was, Kyra maintained her pace for a good five minutes. Anteros was going mad with desire. He stopped trying to move Kyra's hips with his hands and reached for her breasts. On contact with her hard, brown nipples, she started to climax. She said something that was mostly unintelligible as she came. There was more moaning and squeaking than actual words coming from her mouth. As Kyra climaxed, Alexandra knew it was time for Anteros to climax too. She released the stranglehold on his tortured testicles and allowed him to climax. She not only allowed it, she encouraged it with the light touch of her fingers on his smooth scrotum. Anteros made a deep guttural sound from his chest as his semen finally erupted from him. Kyra's climax was ending but she continued to ride him and coax every bit of sperm she could from him. Anteros ejaculated so hard that it caused a burning pain in his testicles. He thought he was losing consciousness. Kyra kept moving her hips until his penis was completely flaccid. Then she moved to his side, put her arm around his broad chest and kissed him. Anteros returned her kiss even as his chest heaved and heart pounded as if he'd run for miles. "Was that satisfactory, King Anteros?" she asked with a giggle. She was sure to emphasize the work 'King'. This was probably going to be the best night of Anteros' young life. She couldn't know it, but Anteros certainly thought so already. Alexandra laid on his other side but continued to play with his extremely tender testicles. She was so gentle that Anteros believed that she must know how they felt. "It was more than satisfactory, Miss Kyra. It was incredible!" he answered enthusiastically. Kyra got off the bed and removed the washcloth from the basin. She started washing his limp member. "Is there anything else I can do for you, Sire?" she asked, emphasizing 'Sire' with the same playful tone she used on 'King'. "I can't imagine how you could please me more, Miss Kyra," answered Anteros. Although she was role-playing and calling him 'King', Anteros knew better than to drop the semi-formal 'Miss' when addressing Kyra. Addressing her as 'Miss' was the least he was required to do under Amazon social norms. Since he was familiar with her and she seemed to like him, he was permitted to use the less formal 'Miss' instead of the more formal 'Mistress'. If that weren't acceptable to her, she would have corrected him. Women of high social standing, including teachers, administrators, and military leaders were always addressed as 'Mistress' unless they gave a man leave to do otherwise. "Then perhaps you will make Alexandra feel as good as you did me. You'll do that for her won't you, King Anteros?" Kyra asked. "I'd like to, but I don't think I can yet," he answered. "I'm a patient woman, Anteros," said Alexandra. "I will wait until you are ready. Is he ready yet, Kyra?" Kyra felt that Anteros' penis was swelling as she washed it. It wasn't erect, but it wasn't completely flaccid either. She marveled at the incredibly quick recovery time of the young man. It was a combination of his youth, fitness and the herbal tea that he'd started drinking a few days ago. The effect of the tea was immediate, but drinking it regularly for a period of time intensified the effect. She wondered how fast he would recover when he'd been drinking it daily for a month. The thought aroused her. "Not yet, Alexandra, but I don't think it will be long," answered Kyra. Kyra finished washing him and took his penis into her mouth. Anteros returned Alexandra's kisses as he fondled her breast with his hand. Within a minute he was fully erect. Kyra took her moist lips away from his rigid staff but continued to stroke it gently with her hand. "He's ready now, Alexandra. What would you like to do with him?" asked Kyra. Alexandra knew exactly what she wanted to do and instructed Kyra and Anteros on their positions. Alexandra was a woman that enjoyed the company of women as well as men and this was a chance to enjoy both at once. Kyra also enjoyed a woman's touch as Anteros had witnessed himself. Kyra and Alexandra were fortunate in this regard. With such a shortage of men in their city, chances for lovemaking would be few and far between. But they didn't worry about this. They enjoyed the extra excitement of having a man in their bed, but when there was no man available, they were satisfied with each other. Kyra assumed her position on her back with her hips near the head of the bed. She had to spread her legs wide to get her feet on either side of the headboard. This was as Alexandra intended it because it allowed her unfettered access to Kyra's smooth pubis. Alexandra was on her hands and knees with her face over Kyra's sex and her very moist slit over Kyra's face. This was a position they were accustomed to, but this time Anteros was added to the combination. He was instructed to move behind Alexandra. Anteros was reaching a new height of arousal. He heard Kyra gasp as Alexandra put her mouth on Kyra's sex. Kyra was using her tongue on Alexandra at the same time. The sight was extremely arousing to him, yet he had nothing to do but watch. He wanted to stroke his own penis but refrained as he was expected to do. He just kneeled behind Alexandra, watching Kyra do to her what he wanted to do himself. Kyra reached above her head and grabbed his penis. She stroked it, which helped keep him aroused. He'd need and erection for what Alexandra had in mind. Alexandra and Kyra were doing a lot of moaning. Anteros watched Kyra shudder several times. Her eyes were closed, her mouth was open in a wide O and she squeezed his erection very hard as she experienced her silent, but very intense climaxes. Alexandra was an expert at pleasing Kyra orally. Kyra pulled Anteros' penis forward firmly. He knew that now was the time for him to enter Alexandra from behind. This was something he hadn't experienced before, but Alexandra's instructions were clear. She continued pulling and he moved forward again, spreading his knees apart so that they didn't bump Kyra's head. Kyra used her hand to guide his penis into Alexandra's sopping wet opening. Anteros slid into her. Alexandra's reaction was immediate and powerful. She tossed her head back, arched her back and moaned loudly. Anteros felt Kyra's nose push into his scrotum as she licked Alexandra's clitoris. Alexandra spoke words he couldn't understand but he did hear his name at the end of the sentence. She was obviously giving him instructions but he didn't understand what she wanted However, Kyra did understand what her lover wanted. She dropped her head back and grasped Anteros around the upper scrotum the same way she did when she was trying to keep him from ejaculating. Then she pulled him back and then forward. She accelerated the pace. He now knew that what Alexandra wanted was just a good hard ride. Kyra kept her hand on his scrotum, stimulating him but hindering his orgasm at the same time. She no longer had to guide his strokes. He was slapping his loins into Alexandra with each thrust and that was exactly what she wanted. Alexandra was in heaven. Her mouth was in Kyra's spread open sex, her own vagina was being stretched by a handsome young stud who seemed to know exactly how hard and fast she wanted his large organ, and Kyra was fingering her clitoris. The combination was keeping her in a state of low-level orgasm constantly, with peaks arriving every couple of minutes. She'd never experienced a stronger orgasm than she just had; yet she one more thing to build and even more powerful one. "Fill me with your seed, Anteros! I want to feel your hot load inside of me!" shouted Alexandra. She then lowered her head and resumed licking Kyra's slit. Kyra moved her head up and allowed her tongue to slide across Anteros' tightly stretched scrotum. Anteros groaned this put him over the edge but he couldn't ejaculate with the strangle hold Kyra had on him with her fingers. Kyra finally released Anteros' testicles, allowing the orgasm that she'd denied him for several minutes. She used one hand to stroke his freed scrotum and the other to vigorously assault Alexandra's swollen clitoris. Alexandra and Anteros climaxed together. Anteros felt as if boiling liquid was shooting out of him. He burned from his anus to the head of his penis as he erupted over and over again. Alexandra felt his hot load and nearly fainted from the intensity of her own climax. Anteros was still erect, so he continued to thrust his hips even though he was done ejaculating and his testicles were now feeling pain with each forward thrust. Alexandra collapsed forward, totally spent. Kyra pushed Anteros away from her and he pulled his still rigid penis out of her. Alexandra rolled off of Kyra and lay there with a slight smile on her face. Her breasts heaved from her heavy breathing. Every muscle in her body felt like it had turned to liquid. She had no desire to move or do anything but bask in her post-orgasmic bliss. Kyra was staring at Anteros' erection above her and was wondering how it was still there. She knew he climaxed, yet he was still erect. It wasn't the first time she'd seen a young trainee maintain an erection after a climax, but this was his second climax of the evening and he was still hard as a rock. Kyra truly wanted to make this an evening Anteros would never forget. She was sure that she'd accomplished that, but she didn't want him to think about the wonderful evening he had that ended with him having to go to sleep with an erection. She was going to make sure that didn't happen. She grasped his penis and pulled his testicles over her mouth again. She licked his tender testicles very gently. She knew that most men were more sensitive after an orgasm and she was not here to punish him. She stroked his penis with both hands and she felt it get even firmer. Although she wanted to please him, she was going to do this her way. Her own sex was too tender to enjoy Anteros inside of her now. She didn't even want him to touch her there. "Stand on the side of the bed, Anteros," instructed Kyra. He did as he was told and Kyra sat on the bed facing him. His penis was a few inches too high for her to reach comfortably. "Spread your legs a little more. A little more than that. Okay, that's good," said Kyra. "Now just relax and enjoy this. You may touch me with your hands if you wish." Anteros couldn't truly relax. His legs were spread too far for comfort, but he did take the opportunity to touch Kyra. He enjoyed touching her hair, face, neck and shoulders, but regretted that he couldn't reach her full, round breasts. Kyra took Anteros' tender erection into her warm mouth. She could only fit about half of it inside, but she used her hands to stimulate the rest of his shaft. Anteros groaned in delight. "Does that feel good, Anteros?" "Yes, Miss Kyra. I'm a bit sore but your touch feels wonderful." Kyra resumed the slow and gentle sucking on his penis. Her head bobbed back and forth at a frustratingly slow pace. He watched her and then glanced over at the sleeping Alexandra. She was stunningly beautiful. His eyes explored her from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. Yet his eyes kept returning to the pink tipped peaks of her breasts and the slit that was between the V formed between her thighs. He felt and orgasm slowly building. His testicles, which had been hanging low, started to pull up. He knew he had to resist ejaculating without permission, but the sensation was so wonderful he didn't want to stop Kyra until he absolutely had to. Kyra noticed his arousal and cupped his heavy testicles in her hand. This caused them to immediately pull up even more. She knew he was seconds away from climax. Despite her fatigue, she wasn't going to allow that yet. She removed her mouth from his penis and left it throbbing, desperately wanting just a few more seconds. "You don't have to let me know when you are ready to climax, Anteros. Just climax and enjoy it. This time is just for you." Kyra smiled wickedly on the inside, knowing that she'd stopped to tell him that just before he could climax. Then she resumed sucking him, using one hand to stroke that base of his penis and the other to play with his testicles. Serving the Amazons Ch. 05 Chapter 8 Anteros didn't wake during the night. He slept as peacefully as he ever had. He dreamed pleasant dreams of beautiful women. He woke when Alexandra stirred beside him. His hand wasn't on her breast and he placed it there quickly. Alexandra woke and smiled at him. "Good morning, King Anteros," she said. From behind him he heard Kyra's voice. "He's not a king anymore. He was king only for the night. Now he is a student that should be getting ready for school. We have work to do too." The women rose, the morning light exposing their naked bodies to Anteros' eager eyes. As exhausted, as he'd been last night, he'd recovered sufficiently to become aroused. He rose and the women could see that he was beginning to get an erection. "As much as I am in awe of your stamina, former-king Anteros, there is no time for that now. Go prepare yourself for your class and don't be late. If Diana beats you again there won't be much left of your pretty buttocks," said Alexandra while staring at his genitals. Anteros was so distracted by his experience last night that he'd nearly forgotten the beating Diana had given him. He reached back and touched his buttocks. It was a bit uncomfortable, but not painful. Still, he did make sure that he was early for his classroom lesson and a full half-hour early for his afternoon class with Diana. When Diana arrived, Anteros was in his armor and working on his fencing technique. "It is nice to see a student here early. You seem to have learned your lesson. How do you feel?" she asked. "I feel fine, Mistress," he answered. "You aren't sore from yesterday?" "My buttocks are a bit uncomfortable and my muscles were sore when I woke, but I'm fine now, Mistress," he answered. "That is how it should be. I wanted punish you, not disable you. It seems that I've done my job well. Don't you agree, Anteros" asked Diana. "Yes, Mistress. You accomplished what you set out to do." "I'm glad you think so, Anteros. Perhaps I will make a warrior out of you after all. Let's see what you can do with your sword when you are fresh. Put your sword away and pull that wooden one out of your pack," she instructed. Diana pulled a wooden sword out of her pack also. "You are to strike me if you can, Anteros," she said. "Now defend yourself." Diana attacked with more speed than she had yesterday. Anteros parried several blows and took several swings at his teacher. She parried his also, as he knew she would. Since he was not really trying to strike her, he swung hard. So hard that it took her by surprise. Anteros was not as strong as Xan, but he was a large young man and quite powerful for his age. Diana recovered and attacked again. Anteros parried and counter attacked. Diana was forced into the awkward position of having to parry the upper half of his sword with the lower portion of her own sword, as near the hilt as possible. By doing this she used leverage to nullify his power. It took more time to parry in this manner and it had the effect of making his attack seem faster. This is exactly what Anteros was trying to get her to do. Ninsala had taught him well to use his power to intimidate, then surprise his opponent with speed and finesse. He quickly stepped into her and struck her with his shoulder. He tripped her as she stumbled backward. She went down hard and by the time she'd realized what happened, Anteros' was standing on her sword and his wooden blade was on her throat. Diana had been told that Anteros was good, but she had no idea that he was this good. There was little she could teach him about handling a sword. She wasn't large enough to compete with him at unarmed combat either. She would have to leave that to Xan. She knew immediately that her value as a teacher was going to be in improving his archery skills. She lay there for a moment then said, "Well done, Anteros. Your skill with a sword is commendable. Perhaps I can better teach you how to use your bow. You can remove your sword from my throat now." "Yes, Mistress. I hope I didn't hurt you," he said. Actually he had bruised her behind, but nothing less than a gaping wound or the fracture of a large bone would cause her to think that she was really hurt. "Of course you didn't, Anteros. Do you take me for a feeble old woman?" she asked impatiently. "Oh, no, Mistress! I certainly don't think you are old or feeble!" he exclaimed. "I should think not. Now get your things and come with me." Diana led him to the archery range. While Ninsala's best weapon was the sword, Diana's skill with a bow was well known. Anteros was nervous about displaying his barely adequate skill to Diana. She surprised him by being a remarkably patient and effective teacher. In only an hour, she had him shooting better than he ever had in his life. He saw her smiling at his improvement, yet praise was not something that Diana excelled at. Discipline and sarcasm were things that she did excel at. "You've practiced the bow enough for today, Anteros. I won't be personally instructing you tomorrow so work on what I've taught you today. With a lot of practice, you may be able to shoot a steer from 10 paces. That could be a useful skill if we are hungry." "Thank you for the lesson, Mistress." "You don't need to thank me, Anteros. It is my duty to make a warrior out of you. Now if there is nothing else, sprint to the river, swim to the opposite shore and back, and then you may leave." Anteros was feeling bold and Diana seemed to be in a good mood, for Diana. "There is one thing, Mistress. Is it true? Is it true that you can fire an arrow from two hundred paces and fire two more towards the target before the first one strikes?" "Yes, Anteros. It is true, but not the whole truth. I've managed to strike the target with all three arrows, and I always can launch two more before the first one strikes, but I rarely hit it with all three." "May I see you shoot, Mistress?" Diana, who was very proud of her skill, was more than willing to show off. She didn't let Anteros know it. "If that will make you stop pestering me and do as I told you!" she snapped. She picked up her own bow and put a quiver on her back. "This is what you can do if you practice hard and learn to focus," she said as she drew her bow. She aimed at a straw dummy fifty paces forward and ten paces to her left. The bow twanged and she released the first arrow. In a motion that was nearly a blur to Anteros' eyes, she pulled a second arrow from quiver and fired it at a second dummy, just as quickly she fired a third. Anteros couldn't nock his second arrow as fast as she'd fired three. The result amazed him. The first dummy she fired at had an arrow in the middle of its head, the second one was pierced squarely in the center of the chest, and the third dummy had an arrow protruding from the groin. "There is a lesson here, Anteros. The first arrow entered the face. That is because it is the best place to hit a heavily armored opponent. The second arrow is in the heart, which is where you aim at an unarmored, or lightly armored opponent. The third arrow is in the testicles, which is simply a reminder to ALWAYS show the proper respect to your teacher. Do you understand?" Anteros didn't hesitate to answer, "Yes, Mistress!" enthusiastically. "Then off with you, young man." "Yes, Mistress," he said as he quickly gathered his belongings and ran as fast as he could to the river to swim as she'd instructed. He didn't know that Diana was laughing out loud as soon as he was out of earshot. As he ran he heart filled with pride because she'd called him a man. That was a far more satisfying way to end a lesson than with a beating. After he swam he dressed. He watched Lorissa from a distance as she trained. He didn't dare approach her on the practice field. He hoped that she'd be dismissed soon so he could speak to her, but her instructor seemed quite intent on getting Lorissa to master the spear that afternoon. Anteros dawdled and didn't walk directly home. He'd been dismissed early and he had some time to spare. When he did arrive home he was surprised to see Diana speaking with Lien. They saw him enter and looked at him. Their voices were too low to hear what they were saying and he didn't dare intrude without a good reason, so he just nodded his head respectfully and went to his room. He stowed his belongings and headed to the bath. He was feeling quite good this evening. His lessons had gone well, the previous night was something he'd never forget, and he was hoping that a similar delight was planned for him tonight. He bathed alone and got something to eat. He went back to his room to read. He had difficulty absorbing what he was reading because he kept wondering what Diana and Lien had been talking about. A soft knock at the door interrupted that thought. He opened the door and saw the beautiful Phoebe. "Mistress Lien summons you, Anteros." "In her quarters?" he asked. "No. I'll show you the way. Come with me," she said as she turned and walked away. Phoebe led him up the stairs and instead of turning left at the top towards Lien's, Kyra's, and Alexandra's rooms, they turned right. Anteros wondered why Lien wouldn't just have him come to her quarters. They reached a door and Phoebe knocked softly. Lien came out of the room and closed the door behind her. Phoebe nodded at Lien and walked back down the hall toward the stairs. Lien's white silk garment showed ample cleavage and clung to her every curve. The shape of her nipples was visible through the fabric. She looked ravishing, as usual. Anteros couldn't wait to get her out of that garment. "Diana tells me that your behavior improved considerably today, Anteros. She was pleased. I hope that you will continue to behave. Your behind is quite nice and I prefer to look at it without the welts," said Lien. "Yes, Mistress," Anteros answered while undressing Lien with his eyes. Lien put one finger under his chin and lifted his gave upward. "Your words would be more convincing if you were looking in my eyes instead of at my breasts," she said sternly. "I'm sorry, Mistress... uh... it is just that you are so beautiful I couldn't help..." Anteros stopped. He could see that his excuses and flattery didn't impress her. Her almond shaped eyes burned into his. She didn't say a word, which made him quite uncomfortable. "I apologize for any disrespect I've shown you, Mistress Lien," he said sincerely while looking her directly into her eyes. She was silent and stared back at him. She waited for several seconds then smiled. Amazons constantly reminded young men of their place. It was rare that even a minor infraction in etiquette was overlooked. Lien wasn't angry with him. She was actually flattered that he stared at her, but her job was to train him as a servant to Amazon women. Part of that training was to always show the proper respect. She would be neglecting her duties if she allowed him to address her without looking at her. "Your apology is accepted, Anteros. Now if you can go for a few minutes without offending me, I have something I'd like you to do for me. Will you help me?" "Yes, Mistress. What is your wish?" he asked, as he was careful to continue looking her in the eye. "Normally, when I train girls to function as women, I assign an experienced man to be their first. There is a young woman here that has been trained in my classroom and has learned everything I can teach her without a man to practice on. You are not experienced, but you are a good student and I think you could help me teach her. Are you willing?" "Of course, Mistress," he answered with a slightly bewildered tone. How could she think that he wouldn't jump at the chance to lay with a young woman? "Then come with me. I'll introduce you to her. I think you'll like her," she said as she opened the door. Anteros followed her inside and in the soft candlelight, he laid his eyes on the most beautiful young woman he'd ever seen. She was tall and lean with wild brown hair, dark brown eyes, and impossibly long legs. She was dressed in the standard white silk garment that hung to her mid thigh. The garment hugged her delicious looking breasts in a way that left little to the imagination. He could tell from her expression that she was as surprised to see him, as he was to see her. Lien put her arm around his was waist and put her opposite hand on his shoulder. "Anteros, meet you mistress for the evening, Miss Lorissa." Lien's smile showed that she was quite pleased with herself for arranging this surprise for both of them. She kept looking at their faces, rapidly switching from Anteros, to Lorissa, and back again. She was enjoying their expressions and the moment immensely. "Well say something, Anteros. Have you no manners?" asked Lien. "At your service, Miss Lorissa," he said with his voice wavering. He'd lost any inhibitions about making love to experienced women, but this was Lorissa. If she were a stranger, he wouldn't be nervous. Lorissa answered, "Anteros! I didn't expect you to be the one." "Well he is the one, Lorissa," said Lien. "Aren't you pleased?" "Well...I didn't expect it to be Anteros. I've known him for as long as I can remember. This seems strange. I thought you'd bring an older man. Possibly one I didn't know," Lorissa answered. "That wasn't much of an answer, Lorissa," said Lien. "Would you prefer that I send Anteros away?" Lorissa pondered the question carefully. Many thoughts flashed through her head. She liked Anteros and thought he was a very handsome boy. No, not a boy, he is a man. Anteros was now a man but that was new to her. A few days ago she could have called him boy to his face without insulting him. Now if she did so it was considered rude. She'd known for days that she would soon copulate for the first time and she'd fantasized what it would be like. She saw an older, well-muscled man. But Anteros was even better muscled than her fantasy man. He was certainly handsome and she'd certainly enjoyed touching him the other night and watching him ejaculate. But the thought of Anteros touching her intimately both excited and embarrassed her. She'd fantasized about him before, but when fantasy becomes reality it is sometimes intimidating. It wouldn't be so embarrassing with a stranger. If she sent Anteros away, it would offend him and probably disappoint him. She knew he desired her. She had very mixed emotions over whether or not to send Anteros away, but then a new perspective entered her thought process. Lien had selected Anteros for this very important lesson. If she asked Lien to send Anteros away, she would also be offending Lien. Lien was an expert in these matters and it would be very disrespectful for a young, inexperienced woman like Lorissa to question her judgment. She knew she was trapped. Although it was in her power to send Anteros away, if she did so, she would offend her friend and also a woman of high social standing. The price was too high to pay to save her a little embarrassment. She had little choice but to accept Lien's decision. The entire thought process took Lorissa less than five seconds. "No, Mistress Lien. Please don't send him away," Lorissa answered. "A good choice, Lorissa. I'm sure you won't be regret that decision," said Lien. "I'm not going to stay here and try to instruct you. I'll just give you some advice and leave you alone. Anteros, Lorissa is your mistress tonight so you do whatever she says. You are not to climax without her permission. Do you understand?" "Yes, Mistress," he answered. Lien continued, "Lorissa, I've taught you everything you need to know to have a wonderful time. Don't forget that Anteros belongs to you tonight. He will do whatever you say so don't be shy about telling him what to do. Allow him to bring you pleasure. He is quite good at it for one so young. Remember that you are in charge of his climaxes. If he climaxes without your permission, you are to report the infraction to me tomorrow. Okay?" "Yes, Mistress," answered Lorissa. "While you are the one in control of his climaxes, Lorissa, please allow him to have at least two before you sleep. Otherwise he won't sleep well and won't be thinking clearly tomorrow," Lien added. "Yes, Mistress." "Now step closer together," ordered Lien. They stood facing each other, just one pace apart. The only time they'd been this close before was wearing armor and trying to strike each other. Lien put her hands behind them and pushed them together. Lorissa's ample bosom pushed into Anteros' chest. "Now put your arms around each other and squeeze," said Lien. "Not so hard, Anteros! It is not supposed to be painful for her!" Anteros couldn't feel Lorissa's nipples hardening against his chest, but she could feel his erection poking into her loins. She felt a tingling sensation between her legs. "Now kiss," instructed Lien. They pecked each other on the lips. "If you can't do better than that, I'm going to have to stay all night! Now kiss each other like you mean it!" Lien insisted. They pecked each other again, then a slightly longer closed mouth kiss. Lorissa had been taught about lustful kissing, but hadn't ever experienced it before. Anteros had, but he'd only been practicing a short time. Lorissa suddenly probed his mouth with her tongue. Anteros opened his mouth and in seconds their tongues were dancing with each other like they'd done it all their lives. "Very good," said Lien with a smile. "I can go now. I'd recommend that you spend a lot of time exploring each other's bodies thoroughly, but you are free to do what you wish now. Don't hold back because it could be months before you have a chance to do this again. I'm going to retire." As Lien walked out the door, they were already exploring each other's bodies with their hands. While they were both tentative about spending the night together a few minutes earlier, their passion and lust had consumed them. Anteros had moved his hands to Lorissa's tight bottom and pulled her harder against his erection. Lorissa followed his lead and grabbed his muscular behind as she ground her pelvis against him. Anteros moved his right hand to Lorissa's breast. He stroked it through the silk and teased her hard nipple. Lorissa moaned in pleasure and gave pulled his other hand off her behind and placed it on her other breast. She had no idea that a man's hands on her breasts could feel so good. "May I try something, Miss Lorissa? I think you'll enjoy it," Anteros asked. Lorissa didn't speak or even open her eyes. She just nodded affirmatively. Anteros moved behind her and put his arms around her waist. She could feel his hot breath as he kissed her gently on the ears and neck. His penis was as hard as iron and pushing into her behind. His hands moved up her flat belly to her breasts, still confined by the think layer of silk. Anteros had dreamed of touching Lorissa like this for years. Had he done so before this evening, he would have been beaten and then the object of scorn in his own home. He would have been dismissed from the ranks of the warrior trainees for his lack of discipline. If he were lucky he would have been sent to work in the fields or stables for the rest of his life. He could have even been banished from the land of the Amazons. He'd never heard of any man actually banished, but the threat was real. No man had challenged the women's authority so strongly that he was banished. At least not since Anteros was old enough to know about such things. When he was a small boy, he had heard of a young woman, a remarkably skilled warrior that openly defied the orders of her captain. There was a trial and the Amazon leaders determined that she was not justified in refusing the order. She was given the choice of a apologizing publicly and being reduced in rank, or leaving the city of the Amazons. She made her choice and was now banished forever. Serving the Amazons Ch. 05 But he didn't need to worry about any of that now. Anteros had never openly defied the orders of a superior. He'd made mistakes and been punished to insure that he didn't take them lightly. He loved his life with the Amazons, even before he'd been introduced to the pleasures of the intimate touch of a woman. He'd obey his superiors and he'd never be banished. Tonight he was doing not only exactly what he wanted to do, but also doing what Lorissa and Lien wanted him to do. His penis felt like hot iron as he moved the silk across Lorissa's large, firm breasts with his hands. Lorissa was well aware that her breasts were sensitive to the touch. Amazon girls were not forbidden from touching themselves as boys were. She'd touched her own breasts and found it pleasurable. Until Anteros touched her, she had no idea that having a man touch her breasts would increase the pleasure tenfold. Lorissa's allowed her mind to drift away in sensual bliss. She put her hands behind her and touched Anteros' hips. She wanted him to do more than fondle her breasts and kiss her neck, but he seemed hesitant to move forward. Then it occurred to her that he was waiting for her to encourage him. Lien told her this was how men were trained. He would do whatever she wanted and he thought he was doing exactly that now. She didn't want to just order him to proceed. He was a lifelong friend and she wasn't in the habit of giving him orders, so she had to think of a way to encourage him. Lorissa moved one hand between their bodies. She had to push firmly at first, as there was not space between her buttocks and Anteros' loins. Anteros felt her hand and moved ever so slightly, just enough to allow her to place her hand on his throbbing penis. Lorissa gripped his shaft firmly. Now it was Anteros that moaned. Lorissa smiled, knowing that he was feeling pleasure as she was. She moved her other hand between their bodies and pulled his garment up to allow her hands to explore his manhood, unfettered by the silk that had been between them. One hand stroked his shaft lightly, as the other hand cradled his heavy testicles. Anteros allowed one of his hands to slowly descend. It slid across Lorissa's ribcage, her flat belly, down the front of her hip and then toward her sexual center. He touched her mons through the silk. He was extremely gentle, she thought, especially for such a powerful man. Anteros could feel the heat between Lorissa's legs. Her legs were together, restricting his access, but allowing him to touch just the very top of her tender slit. Lorissa fondled Anteros more vigorously now, excited by his touch. Anteros lifted Lorissa's skirt so he could also enjoy touching her without the restrictive silk barrier. Her nether lips were smoother than the silk. They were warm and a delight to touch. His fingers lightly teased her until she parted her legs, which he immediately recognized as an invitation to explore her further. Anteros eagerly accepted the invitation. He moved deeper between her legs, cupping her vulva in his hands. To his relief, Lorissa was so involved in her own pleasure that she would frequently stop stroking him. He was so excited that refraining from orgasm would have been extremely difficult if she stimulated him constantly. Lorissa cooed her approval as he found her to be very warm and very wet. He slid a finger into her vagina very slowly. Lorissa gasped and spread her legs a little wider. Anteros moved his finger slowly in and out with the palm of his hand stimulating her clitoris. Lorissa experienced her first climax induced by a man. As her knees went weak, her hands gripped Anteros' manhood with more firmly. After her first orgasm passed, Anteros untied the belt around Lorissa's garment, grasped it and lifted upward. The open sides of the garment made it unnecessary for Lorissa to release her grip on Anteros' manhood. He tossed the last obstruction, between his hands and her body, aside. Being completely naked with Anteros was no longer embarrassing to Lorissa. She found it exciting. She wanted him to enjoy the sight and the touch of her body. She also wanted him to be completely exposed to her. Lorissa turned to face Anteros. She gave him one long, wet, tongue kiss the reached down to untie his belt. She then removed his garment, tossed it on the floor with her own, wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his mouth to hers. Anteros and Lorissa, now naked, pressed their bodies together as they kissed. Anteros felt the soft flesh covering Lorissa's buttocks, but also felt the firm muscles below the outer layer. Lorissa was pulling Anteros' pelvis into her and felt his hardness against her belly and his hard muscles under her hands. Anteros broke their kiss and put one arm around Lorissa's neck. He kissed her chin, her jaw and down her throat to her chest. Lorissa put one of her hands on his head and played with his hair, encouraging him to continue. Anteros continued on his path of kisses to her breast. As he held the underside of her breast in his hand, he kissed her breast over and over. Each kiss was in a different spot and was punctuated with the tip of his tongue. Lorissa longed for him to reach her hard, ultra-sensitive nipple, but Anteros kept up his slow pace. He teased her deliberately and would maintain the slow pace unless she ordered him to do otherwise. Even as a novice lover, he had enough experience to know that teasing and anticipation were very erotic parts of lovemaking. He finally teased Lorissa's nipple with the tip of his tongue. He licked a circular pattern around it, tugged slightly at it with his lips, and then pulled it into his mouth. Lorissa began to feel faint. She held his shoulders to maintain her balance. Anteros had one arm around her waist and felt her lean back. He supported her weight with his powerful arm and touched his teeth lightly to her captive nipple. Lorissa hadn't imagined that the sensual touch of a strong, yet gentle man, could feel so good. And he hadn't even done some of the things her teachers had told her he would. She was having trouble believing that it could get any better than the orgasm she'd already had. What she did know was that she wasn't going to tell Anteros to do any differently as long as he was making her feel this good. Anteros released the support from Lorissa's back and let her fall. He caught her easily around the upper back with one arm and scooped up her legs with the other. He carried her to the bed and set her on it so gently it was as if he thought her to be made of glass. He kneeled beside the bed and kissed her as he felt every curve of her body with his hand. Lorissa put one arm around his neck and pulled his mouth to hers. She felt Anteros' hand feel her breasts, belly, hips and inch towards her sexual center. He teased her outer lips with his fingertips and parted them with a single finger when she spread her legs slightly to encourage him. He moved his finger slowly up and down her wet slit. Anteros longed to merge their bodies together but his first priority was to make Lorissa have as many climaxes as possible. He climbed on the bed and straddled her, allowing his heavy testicles to rest on her pubic mound as he kissed her again. He didn't linger at her lips for very long. He kissed his way to her breasts and did linger here for several moments. Lorissa shuddered, actually experiencing a small climax just from his mouth and hands on her breasts. Anteros wanted to taste every inch of her and his tongue and lips explored her thoroughly as he made his way down to her sex. He kissed and licked her velvety smooth pubic mound, but intentionally didn't touch her extremely warm and wet slit. He moved down her thighs and kissed his way down to her toes. Lorissa was growing mad with lust. She wondered how long Anteros would torment her like this. She still had enough of her wits about her to determine that she wasn't going to give in and order him to do anything just yet. She also determined that she would make him pay for this teasing. Anteros used his hands to part Lorissa's legs slightly. He now licked and kissed his way up her inner thighs until he reached the junction of her long, sexy legs. He touched her slit as softly as he possibly could with his tongue. Lorissa moaned in delight. Anteros licked and kissed her outer lips then finally, to Lorissa's relief, slipped his tongue inside. Lorissa climaxed immediately. She writhed, moaned and pressed into his face. Anteros wasn't teasing her anymore. He did everything he could to increase her pleasure. He licked the full length of her slit and touched her clitoris at the top of every stroke. Lorissa's entire body convulsed as spasms traveled through her body and she bit her lip and clutched at the bed attempting to stifle her own screams of pleasure. Lorissa started to relax after her powerful orgasm passed. She gave no indication that Anteros should stop and he was enjoying her scent and taste, so he continued. Now he concentrated on flicking her clitoris rapidly with his tongue. He slid a finger into her and spread her lips apart with the other hand. He pulled up and exposed her beautiful little pearl, her pleasure center. He touched her bud lightly with his tongue. Lorissa jumped and squealed but didn't attempt to stop him. He touched her again, this time with the flat, moist top of his tongue. Lorissa sighed and put her hands on top of his head. She gyrated her hips as he lapped slowly. He noticed that Lorissa tasted a little different than Lien, Kyra or Alexandra. Each woman tasted different, but all tasted good and Lorissa was the most pleasant he'd experienced. Lorissa pulled his head into her as she climaxed yet again. Anteros knew that this was either the best climax she'd had yet, or she'd just lost some of her inhibition, but she was loud and aggressively pulled his head where she wanted it to be. Despite his hard penis being neglected, it throbbed with pleasure and Anteros was extremely happy that he was making Lorissa feel so good. When Lorissa recovered from her last orgasm, she pulled Anteros' head up to hers. She didn't insist that he move quickly. She allowed him to kiss her body on the way up. When his lips met hers she could smell her own scent on him. This excited her even more. Lorissa was breathing hard and was in no mood to talk. She simply rolled towards Anteros and ended up on top of him. He did not resist. Now she was going to make him pay for teasing her. Lien had taught her the rules Anteros must obey. He must not climax without permission and he must warn her if he feels his climax is inevitable. Yes, she was going to make him pay and enjoy herself immensely while she did it. Lorissa had never dominated a man sexually but she knew the basics and she was quick to learn. She straddled Anteros' hips and touched his penis with her vulva. She moved just slightly, partially because she didn't want to over stimulate him and partially because she was feeling a little tender. As she did this she rose up and offered her breasts to him. He immediately responded with his mouth and hands. This felt wonderful to both of them. Anteros could hardly stand not thrusting his erection into her, but she hadn't done anything to let him know she was ready for that. Lorissa longed to end her virginity with him, just as badly as Anteros wished to relieve her of it. But that would have to wait. First she was determined to make his testicles ache with desire. She didn't know that they already did. Lorissa kissed her way down Anteros' body very much like he'd done to her a short time ago. She made sure that her naked body slid across his throbbing member as she worked her way down. Even though she was anxious to take him into her mouth, she deliberately avoided his genitals and kissed down to his toes, then back up his inner legs, just as he'd done to her. By the time she reached his scrotum his penis was a purple hue, swollen even larger than it had been on the way down, and the veins were protruding noticeably. He jumped like she'd touched him with a hot iron as she kissed his smooth scrotum. He tried to relax as she kissed and licked his scrotum, tormenting his testicles, which were aching with the desire to ejaculate. Anteros was moaning. Lorissa was smiling as she continued her sensual torture. Lorissa licked his shaft from the scrotum to the tip. She grasped it in on hand as she popped the purple tip into her mouth. She used her other hand to encircle his scrotum and pull his aching testicles down, suppressing his ejaculation. She allowed saliva to flow from her mouth down his penis. Her hand slid smoothly up and down his saliva-coated shaft as she stimulated his glans with her mouth. Anteros was incredibly excited and was forced to tell her. "I'm going to ejaculate, Miss Lorissa," he blurted out. Lorissa removed her mouth and hand from his shaft immediately. Pulled his testicles down even harder. She looked at his face, twisted in the agony of denial, and smiled broadly. "You'll not ejaculate until I permit it, Anteros. Don't forget who your mistress is tonight," she said in a tone that said she was both threatening and amused as the same time. "Are you able to control yourself now?" "Yes, Mistress," he answered several seconds later when his testicles stopped fighting their confinement and the urge to ejaculate had passed. Lorissa released her grip on his scrotum and carefully studied the smooth sack and the tender glands inside. She toyed with each one individually and also together. She kissed them and was fascinated to see how they pulled up closer to his body each time she touched them. She licked up and down the bottom of his shaft, enjoying the way it throbbed and bounced when she touched it. Anteros started to sit up. "Down, Anteros," commanded Lorissa. "Put your hands above your head. Now stay there until I tell you to move." Anteros complied and Lorissa resumed her erotic torture. Lorissa had only touched one man's genitals before and that was the night she stroked Anteros to orgasm with the other young women. Tonight they were alone and he was hers to command. She intended to take full advantage of it. "I think you will be a great warrior one day, Anteros," said Lorissa as she stroked his penis with her hands. "It is said that a woman that swallows the seed of a warrior will gain strength from him. I think I will swallow your seed just in case it is true." Anteros tingled with the anticipation of ejaculating into Lorissa's mouth. She placed her mouth over the end of his penis and sucked it in as deeply as she could. She bobbed her head up and down while holding on to the lower part of his iron like rod in her hand. Anteros did as he was expected and resisted the urge to climax. "I'm going to ejaculate, Miss..." was all he got out of his mouth when she removed her hand and mouth and left his engorged member to twitch in the cool air. Anteros groaned in frustration, helpless to do anything about it. Lorissa was the mistress and he was hers for the night. If she wouldn't allow him to climax, all he could do was wish otherwise. "In good time, Anteros," giggled Lorissa, enjoying truly dominating a man for the first time. "Miss Lorissa, Mistress Lien said you should allow me to have at least two orgasms," he said, trying to convince her. "Yes, she did and I will do as she told me. She didn't say when I had to allow you to have an orgasm. I will choose the time. Perhaps two just after the sun rises would be best." Anteros groaned again. He hoped she was teasing him, but just the thought of this torture going on for hours caused his groin to ache. Lorissa smiled and put her hands back on his genitals, kneading his testicles gently with one hand and stroking his penis again with the other. She continued until she could tell he was getting close then stopped again. After his testicles moved down again, she started seriously exploring his penis with the tip of her tongue. She licked every vein, every curve and every crevice of his manhood. Anteros felt as if his penis were made of hot iron. Lorissa was learning how much stimulation he could take without approaching orgasm and kept stimulating him just enough to keep him frustrated. She put her mouth on his penis again. This time positioning herself so she could see his face as she sucked him. His expression told her he was in pain. The same kind of sensual pain he put her in, she hoped. She loved the way he looked from that angle. She looked up the bronzed, smooth skin, across his pubic area, his well-defined abdominal muscles, his large and powerful chest, to his handsome face. His jaw was clenched and there was perspiration on his brow. She could see him struggling to keep his abdominal muscles relaxed to delay his orgasm. Lorissa tickled his scrotum with her free hand and felt his testicles jump and saw his abdominal muscles flex. She was glad she was an Amazon. Controlling Anteros like this was exciting to her. She'd been raised to dominate men as all Amazon girls were. This was their way. She and Anteros both accepted it and considered it the natural order of things. Lorissa knew that it was different in other cultures and tonight she was happier than ever to be an Amazon. "Look at me, Anteros," ordered Lorissa. She met his gaze then slowly licked him from the bottom of his scrotum to the tip of his raging erection, her stare never wavering from his eyes. She licked so slowly that it took a full 30 seconds to reach the little hole in the end of his penis. The sight of beautiful Lorissa licking him made it even more difficult to control himself. He strained to hold back. He was thankful that she was going so slowly. That would help. Still, he didn't know how much longer he could hold out if she insisted on him watching what she was doing to him. "I'm going to go faster now. Don't climax. I'm not ready for that yet," she said. Lorissa had never given orders to Anteros. They'd been friends and classmates. Although their society automatically put her ahead of him in status and rank, she'd never had a reason to give him orders. Anteros was further excited her newfound assertiveness. Lorissa put his swollen penis in her mouth again. She stroked the base with her hand and just massaged the tip with the inside of her mouth. Anteros groaned. He was so close, yet he'd been told not to climax. His testicles ached and felt as if they'd burst. Just when he thought he couldn't take any more, she gripped his scrotum and pulled the tender glands inside down. It wasn't going to stop his climax. He was far too excited and she wasn't pulling hard enough. "I'm going to climax, Miss!" he strained to say. Lorissa didn't stop sucking his member, but she did stop moving her hand on his shaft and pulled harder on his testicles. She didn't know for sure that this would stop him from ejaculating, but she was ready to taste his seed soon anyway. Anteros still felt as if orgasm was inevitable. There was considerable pain in his testicles and it radiated through his entire midsection. "Please, Miss Lorissa. I need to ejaculate. I can't stop it!" he announced loudly. Lorissa spit out his glans, yet again. Now she was simply holding the base of his organ in her hand, but was not stimulating it. "Hold back as long as you can, Anteros. I'll help you. Now I don't want to hear any more about your inability to control yourself," she said. With that she resumed stroking his shaft with her hand. She loved watching the head grow and turn purple with lust when she stroked him. She took his penis into her mouth again. She knew she would force him to climax even though she'd told him to hold back. She bobbed her head up and down rapidly, moving her hand on his shaft at the same pace. She felt his testicles pulling up, desperately trying to get into position to release their seed. Anteros groaned and squirmed, which is all that he could do. Lorissa considered telling him to hold still, but decided against it. She had him right where she wanted him. Serving the Amazons Ch. 05 Anteros had never fought so hard to stop his orgasm. Neither Lien nor her assistants had pushed him this far. The only thing that kept him from exploding instantly was the constant tug on his testicles and his considerable willpower. Then all of the sudden, Lorissa released the pressure on his scrotum. Anteros groaned again and fought desperately to hold back, but he failed. The semen felt as if it were being pulled from his penis and testicles by a powerful force. He felt Lorissa squeeze his testicles as his muscles involuntarily spasmed over and over, ejaculating his hot seed into Lorissa's mouth. Lorissa continued her assault on his manhood just as she'd been taught. Lien told her that the man would receive the maximum pleasure if she kept stimulating him until his penis became soft. She swallowed as much of his manly fluid as she could, losing only a small amount through one corner of her mouth. The taste was salty but pleasant. She enjoyed it enough that she was a bit disappointed when his penis, straining to pump out more semen, ran dry. She played with his testicles and gently sucked his penis as his erection wilted. "I'm so sorry, Miss Lorissa," said Anteros. "I didn't mean to disobey you. I couldn't stop it!" "You didn't disobey me. I told you to hold back as long as you can. I didn't say you couldn't climax," replied Lorissa. "I would have been worried if I couldn't make you climax, Anteros." Anteros was relieved that Lorissa wasn't angry with him. He was even more relieved that the burning in his testicles was subsiding. He felt his body going limp as his penis did. Lorissa played with his genitals, curious since she'd never seen him completely flaccid before. "May I do something for you, Miss?" asked Anteros. "Not in your present state," she answered with a broad smile. "I'd like to leave my virginity in this room tonight. Do you think you can help me with that?" "Certainly, Miss Lorissa. It would be my pleasure. It will take me a few minutes to prepare, but I'm certain that I can help you with that," answered Anteros. They were both beginning to be comfortable being intimate with each other. Lorissa lay beside him and they kissed as their hands explored each other's bodies. Anteros felt the wetness between her legs. They stroked each other until Anteros was again fully erect. Lorissa pushed him on his back and mounted him. She rubbed her moist nether lips on his hard shaft, lubricating it for her deflowering. Lien had told her that it would be difficult her first time, possibly even a bit painful, but assured her that future pleasures would make it all worthwhile. "Stay very still, Anteros," said Lorissa. "Let me do this at my pace." Anteros complied and kept as still as possible as Lorissa's juices covered his anxious penis. When it was quite wet, Lorissa took the base in her hand and slowly, very slowly, eased the swollen head into her opening. Anteros was surprised at how incredibly tight she was. Lorissa was surprised at how pleasurable it was to feel him inside of her. It was slightly painful, but the pleasure far outweighed that. And now she was feeling only 2 inches of him inside her. She had a long way to go. Anteros watched her face as it contorted in a mixture of pain and pleasure. She worked up and down slowly on two inches of his erection, finally taking another inch, then another. It took several minutes but she finally took his entire length. She gasped as their pubic bones met, directly stimulating her swollen clitoris. "May I move now, Miss Lorissa?" asked Anteros. Lorissa opened her eyes and looked at him. "Yes, Anteros. But don't move your hips," she replied. Now that he was permitted to move his hands, they immediately sought out her breasts. Lorissa just ground her clitoris against him and reached orgasm quickly. Anteros enjoyed the feeling of being inside of her but wasn't getting enough stimulation to climax. That was okay with him. He didn't need to climax again just yet. He was enjoying Lorissa's pleasure. She climaxed twice then moved forward and pressed her breast to his mouth. Anteros took her erect nipple into his mouth and nibbled it. Lorissa started to move up and down his hard shaft now. Anteros moved his head and took the other nipple into his mouth. Her breasts were in his hands with the left nipple protruding between his thumb and forefinger, allowing easy access to his mouth. Lorissa was now moving slowly, but rising up until only the tip of his penis was in her and then sliding down the entire length of his shaft. Anteros felt the familiar tightness in his groin warning him of an impending orgasm. He was familiar enough with it to know that he didn't need to tell Lorissa yet. He was still in control of himself. Lorissa started moving rapidly on his shaft. Now Anteros was losing control and had to warn her. "I'm going to climax, Miss." "Have I given you permission to climax, Anteros" Lorissa asked. "No, Miss, but if you continue what you are doing I won't be able to stop it." "Then I'll do something different to help you resist temptation," said Lorissa. With that she sat up and bounced up and down on him. Her breasts, as firm as they were, bounced enticingly. "Put your hands on my breasts, Anteros," she ordered. Anteros, now straining to control himself, put his hands on her magnificent breasts and squeezed them gently. Lorissa continued to bounce. She was going faster and approaching climax herself. She was determined to make Anteros ejaculate without her permission. The idea of making a powerful young man do something against his will excited her. She reached behind her with one hand and tickled his testicles. Anteros groaned. "Please, Miss! I can't hold back. Please stop or give me permission to ejaculate!" Anteros said between his gasps. "I'm in charge here, Anteros. I'll do whatever I please and I forbid you to ejaculate!" said Lorissa sternly. Anteros was sweating and had his eyes closed. He was still holding her breasts as he was told to, but he wasn't moving them. "Anteros, play with my breasts. Make your hands useful," ordered Lorissa. "Miss, please!" was all that he could say but he did as she told him. "Now open your eyes, Anteros. I want you to look me in the eye," commanded Lorissa. Anteros looked into her doe-like brown eyes. Her smile was broad and her eyes were slightly narrowed. She continued to bounce and instead of tickling his scrotum, she squeezed his testicles. Anteros groaned as the semen was sucked from him against his will. He tried to stop it, but his semen erupted into her. Lorissa spoke as she felt him lose control. "Cum inside of me, Anteros! Give it all to me!" Anteros was even more excited by hearing her slip into the more vulgar dialect of their language. He pumped and squeezed and tried as best he could to pump every drop of his semen into her. Lorissa's climax started just after his and was no less intense. When it was over she collapsed forward on to him. They both felt completely drained and they drifted off to sleep with his limp member still inside of her. An hour later he woke as he felt Lorissa moving on top of him. They kissed and she moved her hips, stimulating him again to erection. She gave no instructions. She said nothing at all. When she rolled to one side and pulled Anteros on top of her, he knew what she wanted him to do. Lorissa wrapped her long legs around his waist as he drove his manhood into her slowly at first, and increased in speed and power as he continued. They stared intently into each other's eyes as Lorissa's climax overtook her. Anteros said "Miss" and nothing else to warn her of his impending orgasm. Lorissa simply nodded her head affirmatively and he climaxed with her. They fell asleep again, this time with Lorissa on her back and Anteros on his side with his arm around her. Several hours passed before Anteros woke again. He kissed Lorissa lightly on the cheek and touched her breast with his hand. Lorissa didn't open her eyes but smiled and pulled his head towards her breast. Anteros spent a great deal of time playing with Lorissa's luscious breasts with his hand and mouth. Lorissa felt his erection pressing against her hip and rolled on her side facing away from him. Anteros maneuvered into a position that allowed him to enter her from behind. They moved slowly as he squeezed her breasts with his hands. As Lorissa's breathing hastened, Anteros knew she was approaching climax and moved a hand down to her clitoris. His touch in her most tender spot caused an electrifying feeling to run throughout Lorissa's body. Her entire body shuddered in orgasm, betrayed not by her voice, but only by her rapid and irregular breathing. Lorissa was aware that Anteros did not climax with her this time. She wanted him to feel the same pleasure that she did and in her mind resolved to do something about it. She pushed back against him until he was flat on his back and she was on top of him. She was limber enough that his hard penis remained inside of her. Lorissa moved her legs until she was on her knees, straddling him while facing his feet. Anteros could see her lovely tight buttocks, the flare of her hips tapering to her slim waist, and her tangle of dark brown hair. Lorissa started to move up and down on his erection, increasing speed rapidly. By looking down between her breasts, she could see his scrotum and the testicles bouncing inside. The view was arousing to her and she reached down and touched his scrotum with both hands. She pulled the scrotum tight on each upward movement and allowed it to relax on each downward stroke. "Cum for me, Anteros," she said softly, just loud enough for him to hear her. Anteros didn't try to hold back. Lorissa allowed his testicles to pull up tight against his body. Seconds later he strained to pump out any semen that may be left in his body. Lorissa rode him until he went limp inside of her then turned and lay beside him with her head on his shoulder. They slept soundly until Alexandra woke them the next morning. A brief kiss was all they had time for before they had to rush off for their lessons. Serving the Amazons Ch. 06 Anteros thought too much about Lorissa during his lessons. When he caught himself daydreaming about her, he quickly scolded himself and returned to his studies. He hadn't forgotten what Tiana had said about lives depending on what he learned from her. He also knew that if he daydreamed in Diana's class he could be injured, humiliated, or worst of all, noticed by Diana's critical eye. If she caught his mind drifting away he would be injured and humiliated by her hand. There was no doubt in his mind about this. The only time he could speak with Lorissa was when they walked to Diana's class together. They were never paired with each other there. They were always paired with an experienced warrior. Although Anteros was denied what he most lusted for, to hold Lorissa again, he was not deprived of sexual pleasure. Each night he was in the bed of one of the women in Lien's household. He experienced many variations during his weeks in Lien's house. Lien, Phoebe, Alexandra and Kyra all had different preferences. He thought he'd figured them all out and then found that what they wanted sexually changed with their mood. Lien warned him that experiencing five women wasn't adequate to teach him how to deal with all women. She also said that if he copulated with one hundred different women, he'd still have a lot to learn. Lien summoned him early tonight. He'd been drinking twice his normal ration of tea for the last three weeks and he could feel the effect. He became erect at the slightest stimulation and his sexual appetite was insatiable. He had a fondness for Lien. She was the first woman to bring him to orgasm. She was also the first woman who allowed him to explore her body. She was definitely special to him. He was really looking forward to being with her tonight. Even though he hadn't eaten, it would be worth missing a meal to relieve the ache in his loins. He knocked on her door and heard her beckon him inside. He entered and saw Lien looking sad. "How may I serve you, Mistress?" asked Anteros, wondering what could be bothering her. "I have news Anteros. News that is cause for celebration, yet it is also sad for me," she replied. "Please tell me, Mistress". "It is time for you to leave my house, Anteros. Your training with me is complete. Now it is time for you to serve the Amazons," she said. "Now that you are a man, every woman has the right to request your company. It is our job here to create and maintain the schedules. Each man is assigned to a different woman each night. You'll pick up your schedule weekly. It will tell you where you are supposed to be in the evening." Anteros wasn't surprised. He knew this day would come. "I'm grateful for what you've taught me and your hospitality, Mistress Lien. I've no wish to leave, but I know that I must." "Is there anything else I can teach you before I give you your schedule?" she asked. "Yes, Mistress. I'm curious how you determine which house I will stay in each night," said Anteros. "It is not too complicated, but it is a lot of administrative work for us. Teaching you at night is the best part of this job. Teaching girls to become women is also pleasurable. The administrative part of my position is tedious, but someone has to do it," said Lien, rolling her eyes. "Each woman is given an equal number of coins. Not the gold and silver coins you are familiar with, but special coins that are used for only one thing, the privilege of having a man serve them. Because of the large ratio of women to men, each woman receives only twelve coins per year. Those coins are given to me, or my staff, and we schedule the man's services in exchange. It gets a bit more complex than that, but I won't bore you with the details unless you really want to know." "Yes, please bore me, Mistress," Anteros said with a smile. Lien had a keen sense of humor and smiled back. She liked Anteros not only because of his sexual prowess but because of his wit and intelligence. "Very well, Anteros. Now I'll insist that you listen to the entire lecture. Women trade these coins with each other. Some women have no interest in men and can make a tidy profit by selling their coins. Women can earn extra coins by performing some service to the community. Usually that is accomplished by showing skill and bravery in battle, although it can be earned without spilling blood. There are also coins that indicate different priorities from one to three. The coins that are routinely issued are priority three. If a woman brings one to me and requests the first available man, she will be put on the list for the man that has the shortest waiting list. If she requests a specific man, it could be months before she gets him. If she brings in a priority two coin, she will be put at the head of all the priority threes on the list. If she has a rare priority one coin, she will be put ahead of all of the priority twos. Do you follow me so far?" asked Lien. "Yes, Mistress. Is there more?" "Yes. Once you have your schedule, it doesn't change even if someone has a priority one coin. That would simply put them at the top of the list for the following week. Now here is something that you will find interesting. Although men are not issued coins, they can earn them. They can sell them, trade them, or give them away." "It doesn't sound too complicated, Mistress," said Anteros. "Well there are circumstances that cause us scheduling problems, Anteros. If you became ill or were injured and couldn't perform, we'd have to make adjustments. That would require contacting all the women that had requested you. That keeps Phoebe in good condition. She usually does the running," said Lien. "I hadn't thought of that. Now that I've experienced the pleasure of being with women, I certainly don't want to stop!" exclaimed Anteros. "Actually, Anteros, it may not be as hard on you as you think," answered Lien. "Perhaps you underestimate the lust I feel, Mistress." Lien glared at him disapprovingly. "I hardly think that your few weeks of sexual experience gives you the wisdom to contradict me, Anteros. Don't bother to apologize," she added as he started to speak. "I know that it is your lack of experience that makes you think you are right. I'll explain it to you. Have you noticed an increase in your lust since you've been here?" "Yes, Mistress. It grows with each passing day," he answered. "Have you also noticed that your testicles are larger than they were even a month ago?" Anteros suspected they were larger, but the change was slow enough that he wasn't sure. "Yes, Mistress. I thought they'd grown, but I wasn't certain." "That is the effect of the herbal tea you drink. Your testicles probably won't grow any more. That usually stops after the first few weeks of drinking it. The tea increases your libido. Most men can't perform every night with the vigor the Amazons require. The tea insures that you can. You are accustomed to being with us and now you'll meet new women and experience new things. Some men have trouble maintaining an erection when they are nervous. The double ration of tea I've had you on insures that you will be erect whenever your mistress requires it." Anteros could feel an erection growing just from Lien speaking of it. The tea was powerful, particularly in a virile eighteen-year old. Lien continued, "That is the positive effect of the tea. There is also a negative effect. It causes you to produce a great deal of semen. If you don't ejaculate regularly, it will become painful for you. It could even injure you. For that reason, you will be stimulated to orgasm at least once every day. If you are unable to perform for your scheduled mistress, she is expected to make you ejaculate anyway. Usually she will do it manually. When a man is injured or ill, it can be a tiresome chore. She will receive a priority one coin for performing this service since she missed her turn." Anteros hadn't considered being disabled. He'd never been ill or seriously injured. It occurred to him that as a warrior, he could be wounded. "Why not just stop drinking the tea, Mistress?" asked Anteros. It seemed like a simple solution to him. "The tea takes weeks to reach full effectiveness and it also takes weeks for the effects to subside. Missing a few days won't make much difference. That reminds me, I don't want you to continue with your increased dosage. Go back to the usual amount tomorrow." "Yes, Mistress," said Anteros. "There is one more strand to this web of scheduling, Anteros. If you travel overnight, your services are at the pleasure of the expedition leader. It is her privilege to have your services every night if she wishes. If she is generous, or there is more than one man in the expedition, she may assign you to pleasure any woman she chooses. Any questions?" asked Lien. "No, Mistress. It seems clear enough." "You learn quickly, Anteros. I'll bet you've already decided what you'd do if you had a coin, haven't you?" she asked with a wink. Anteros blushed but said nothing. Lien's expression was pressing him for an answer. To remain silent would be rude. "Yes, Mistress. I have," he replied. He wished he had a purse full of these coins to give to Lorissa. "Then here is your schedule, Anteros," said Lien as she handed him a rolled up piece of parchment. "It is customary for you to bathe and then go to your Mistress' home immediately after your training. It is also customary for your Mistress to provide your evening meal. If there is an exception, it will be noted on your schedule. There is already an exception. In three days you will report to Loja and join her on patrol. Then you will stay with her that night." "Where will I stay tonight, Mistress?" asked Anteros. "Look for yourself, Anteros," she answered. Anteros unrolled the parchment and read. Tonight he would be serving one of the queen's top advisors, Rosella. There were two armed women at the gate of the queen's residence when Anteros arrived. Rosella lived in the queen's residence as all of her closest advisors did. The women were covered in fine leather and bronze armor. They held spears in their hands and each had a sword and a dagger on their hips. They had no bows, but a bow would be useless in the close quarter combat that defending the gate would require. Since no enemies would reach the gate unless they invaded the city, the guards were actually well armed receptionists more than actual defenders. They could fight fiercely if they must, but no enemy had reached the gate in generations. The women looked Anteros up and down then one of them spoke, "What brings you here, Boy?" Anteros was now a man and didn't intend to let this woman speak to him like this without defending himself, even if she was a member of the queen's guard. He stared straight into her eyes and answered, "I'm a man now, Mistress. I was summoned by Mistress Rosella." The guard smirked and asked, "And how many men have you killed, Warrior?" "I haven't killed anyone, Mistress," he answered as he felt himself blush. "Then perhaps you are a man to some, but to the queen's guard, you are still a boy," she said with a laugh. The other guard laughed also. Anteros was humiliated again. He knew she was right. He was the best play warrior in their tribe, but he had never actually been in combat. To a battle-hardened warrior, he was nothing. "Perhaps I'll be a man in your eyes some day," said Anteros. "May I pass?" The guard reached out and slapped him on the shoulder in a friendly gesture as she said; "Perhaps you will. If you have the courage to argue with me, killing a man shouldn't be difficult for you. I'll take you to Mistress Rosella, Anteros. She told us to expect you. Follow me." Anteros followed the guard across a wide courtyard, now realizing that the guards were just having a little fun at his expense. The queen's residence wasn't a castle or even a very lavish house. It was large though. It needed to be to house the queen with her many advisors and other staff. The guard took him through a door to a large hallway. By Amazon standards, this was luxury, but most Amazons were comfortable in Spartan quarters. At the top of two flights of stairs they were met by a pretty young woman. She nodded at the guard, who turned and walked back toward her post. The young woman looked at Anteros' bulging arms, broad shoulders and handsome face and said, "Mistress Rosella told me you were handsome. Please wait here, Anteros." The woman went through a door and closed it behind her. She returned a moment later and beckoned him inside. "Mistress Rosella will see you now," she said with a smile. Anteros walked through the door and saw Rosella dressed casually in a short leather dress that was cut deep at the neckline to expose her ample cleavage. Despite being at least twice his age, Rosella was a very fit and attractive woman. Her skin was tanned. Her eyes and hair were dark. She had a lovely face that had a few lines, but that seemed to enhance her features rather than detract from them. Rosella smiled broadly and motioned toward a small but heavy round wooden table. Rosella's chamber was larger than most Amazon's houses. It was only one room but it appeared to have three distinct areas. One was for dining; another for sitting, and a large bed occupied the center of the third area. "Put your pack down, Anteros and come sit with me." Anteros put his pack down and walked tentatively towards her and the table. "Hurry up, Anteros. I'm not going to hurt you. I expect you will have quite a pleasant evening," said Rosella. Anteros quickened his pace and pulled out a chair and offered it to Rosella, as he knew he should. She sat and he moved to the opposite side of the table and sat facing her. "Put your hands on the table, Anteros," Rosella instructed. She took his hands in hers, stared into his eyes and softly said, "Try to relax. You have nothing to fear from me." Anteros wasn't really afraid of her. He was afraid of her position. He'd never spent time with a woman of Rosella's rank. Although all women outranked him, Rosella outranked him by more steps than he cared to think about. Rosella was as wise as she was strong and beautiful. She knew what the young man's problem was. He was not the first man she'd intimidated. "Are you hungry, Anteros?" she asked. "No, thank you, Mistress." Rosella raised an eyebrow as she asked, "Then you've already had your evening meal?" "No, Mistress. I'm just not hungry." "You must eat something, Anteros. It is essential for a warrior to eat well. Iole, bring us something to eat, please," said Rosella. The young woman dashed from the room. Rosella, still trying to get Anteros to relax, asked him about his recent lessons with Diana. He spoke, but was curt and obviously still nervous. Iole returned several minutes later with a tray containing fruit and cheese and two cups of tea. Rosella took a grape but did not eat. "You are dismissed, Iole. Wake me early tomorrow. I have several important matters to attend to," said Rosella. Iole nodded her head as she spoke, "Yes, Mistress. Good night." As Iole left the room, Rosella was staring at Anteros. "Open your mouth, Anteros." It wasn't a request. It was a command. He did and she put the grape in his mouth and said "It will be a tiresome meal if I have to feed you. Perhaps we can feed ourselves and make the time pass more pleasantly." Anteros took the hint and took another piece of fruit. Rosella ate and continued to try to engage him in conversation. Anteros was polite and answered each question, although curtly. Half an hour went by and he still seemed on edge. Rosella would prefer to get him to relax but she knew that he would satisfy her lust even when tense. She'd wanted him in her bed since she first saw him initiated. She dreamed of it often and tonight her fantasy was going to be realized. "Have you had your fill, Anteros?" "Yes, Mistress. Thank you for the meal, Mistress," he answered. Rosella was getting a bit impatient with his excessive politeness. She decided to stop trying to engage him in conversation. Perhaps in a few months, when he had more experience, he'd be more entertaining outside her bed than he was now. Rosella stood and approached him. She took one of his hands and pulled him to his feet. She moved so close to him that her breasts were touching his chest and whispered, "I've tried to be a good hostess and entertain you, Anteros. Now it is time for you to entertain me." With that she led him to her bed and put her hands on his arms to move him to where she wanted him to stand. Once he was standing in the proper place, she backed away to get a better look at him. "You are a fine looking young man, Anteros. I've looked forward to this night ever since your initiation. Now just stay there and let me look at you," she ordered. Rosella had been trying to communicate with Anteros by treating him as a guest. He wasn't responding favorably so she decided to treat him as a servant. She correctly surmised that this would make him more comfortable. It was, after all, the way he was accustomed to being treated by women. She studied the lines of his face, the rippling muscles of his arms and the powerful looking legs that were exposed below mid-thigh. While she looked at him, Anteros was noticing that Rosella's legs looked extremely firm and her skin was smooth. It was her legs, and then her cleavage that started getting him aroused. Rosella commanded, "Take off your garment." Anteros obeyed quickly. He stood naked before her with his garment in his hand. Rosella took his garment and hung it from a peg that protruded from the wall. Rosella had been with many men, but she couldn't remember one that had a physique to match that of Anteros. His muscles looked like they'd been chiseled from stone. The only man she'd ever seen that looked so strong was Xan. Yet she found Anteros more attractive. Xan was larger and his muscles were probably harder than Anteros', but Anteros had the body of an all-around athlete. Xan was broad all over. This made him a powerful warrior but detracted from his sex appeal in Rosella's eyes. Anteros was broad only where he should be. Rosella's could feel the fever of lust growing in her. Rosella touched his arms then his chest. She explored him with her hands, wanting to touch every muscle. His strength excited her. Her touch excited him. By the time she touched his penis he was fully erect. "You are an impressive specimen, Anteros. One of the best looking I've seen. You're obviously very fit and your penis is large and extremely hard," said Rosella as she squeezed his penis to test its firmness. "Thank you, Mistress," he replied. "You've put on a few pounds since I last saw you. That is good. It seems your muscles are not the only things that have grown," she added as she used her free hand to cup his testicles. Anteros was nervous, but his penis wasn't bothered by that fact in the least. It was hard, throbbing and ready to be put to good use. "I'm going to torture you, you know," she said matter-of-factly. "Mistress?" inquired Anteros with a single word. "It will be a most pleasant torture, Anteros. I'm not going to hurt you. When Lien initiated you, I wished I were in her place, but it was her job to do. I've thought about this much in the last few weeks. Now that you are mine this evening, I'm going to initiate you my way. Go lay on the bed." Anteros did as he was told. "Now move to the center. Very good." Once Anteros was on his back in the center of the bed, Rosella moved his hands and feet towards the corners. Then she took leather thongs and bound his wrists and ankles to the bedposts. He was naked, spread eagled, and tied very much like he was at his initiation several weeks before. Serving the Amazons Ch. 06 "You aren't bound as tightly as you were before, but it will suffice. Here is something else that will be different," she said as she removed her dress. Anteros' erection had softened slightly, but once he saw Rosella in her naked glory, he immediately became rock hard again and twitched. This was not unnoticed by Rosella. "I see I am attractive to you. If you are good, I may untie you and allow you to have your way with me," she said with a wink of her eye. Rosella turned over an hourglass; yet another similarity to his initiation. Anteros wasn't looking forward to a full hour of teasing, but he knew the payoff would be worth it. Rosella sat on the bed and took his genitals in her hands. She stroked his penis softly and gently while she played with his testicles. "I have no oil, Anteros. I'm sure you understand that you aren't to climax until you have my permission. I give you permission to ejaculate when the hour is over, but not until then. I will not make it too easy, or too difficult. I want to swallow your seed and an hour of teasing will insure that there is plenty of it." Rosella leaned over him and kissed the tip of his engorged penis. He felt her tongue licking the tip and saw her lips wrap around him and slide down half the length of his shaft. She kept one hand on his testicles and the other on the base of his penis. She worked slowly and deliberately. She wanted his orgasm to build very slowly. Eventually she felt his testicles pull up to the top of his scrotum. She released her hold on his shaft but stimulated his testicles even more vigorously. The feeling of impending orgasm subsided, but Rosella's skilled hand on his testicles kept him on the edge for a long time. She moved beside him and put a breast near his face. "You are getting a little too stimulated, Anteros. Perhaps you could please me before I resume your torment." Anteros started to kiss Rosella's breast as she took his penis in her hand. She stroked very gently, occasionally stopping to give him a firm squeeze or to explore his scrotum and the swollen, tender, glands inside. Anteros wished his hands were free to touch Rosella but he did the best he could by pleasuring her breasts with his mouth. "Time for a little more torment, Anteros," said Rosella as he moved her head back down to his genitals. Rosella gently kissed and licked each of his testicles then slowly licked her way up the bottom of his shaft. Anteros gasped as she reached his glans and took it into her mouth. She held just the last two inches of his shaft in her mouth and did not move her head. She simply used suction, her lips and her tongue to stimulate him. Rosella released his organ and asked, "Do you like that, Anteros?" "Yes, Mistress," he gasped. Rosella took his shaft in her hand and dropped her head back down. This time she used her mouth to stimulate his testicles. Anteros delighted in the sensation of Rosella's lips, tongue and even teeth working on his testicles, which were now aching for release. When she again took his throbbing penis into her mouth he felt a climax coming. Rosella felt it too and released his penis. "Not yet, Anteros. You still have more than half an hour to go. I think I'll let you cool down a bit." With that Rosella moved up his body and straddled his face. Her smooth and fragrant sex was inches from his mouth. He moved his head up to explore her treasures, but she pushed it back down with her hands. Rosella gave him a very serious look and said, "I'm very sensitive, Anteros. See that you are gentle." Then she lowered her sex to his anxious mouth. Anteros was very careful to be gentle. He lightly kissed her outer lips, first with just his lips and then with his tongue also. When Rosella was ready for more direct stimulation she parted her lower lips with her fingers. When he finally touched her tender clitoris with his tongue, she climaxed immediately. Rosella was different than the other women he'd been with. When she climaxed she closed her eyes, pointed her face toward the ceiling and shuddered, but she didn't make a sound. No moan. No squeal and certainly no scream. Still her body couldn't hide the fact that she'd had an orgasm from Anteros. Anteros continued licking her until she withdrew. "Very nice, Anteros. Now I will pleasure you," said Rosella. She slid her hips slowly down his body. She kissed him full on the mouth and their tongues danced for several minutes. Rosella ground her sex against his erection as they kissed. She looked at the hourglass and Anteros did too. There were only a few minutes until he was permitted to climax. Rosella kissed his neck, chest, belly and pubic area. Anteros checked the hourglass again as she started on his genitals, slowly and gently squeezing his testicles with her hand as she took his penis into her mouth. She made eye contact with him as she sucked his throbbing shaft. Her saliva flowed freely down his penis, providing lubrication for the hand that she stroked his lower shaft with her other hand. Anteros' testicles burned as if there were a fire inside. He'd never been more desperate to climax. It wasn't just Rosella's expert stimulation but also the effect of his doubled herb ration. His penis was harder than it had ever been. The head was swollen, purple and looked as if it would burst. His shaft and testicles were wet with Rosella's saliva. She sucked his penis in earnest, rapidly moving her head, matching the pace with her hand and using her tongue and lips to devastating effect. She was pulling his testicles away from his body, using the technique that all Amazon women were taught to delay a male's ejaculation. Anteros strained against his bonds and thrust his hips, desperately trying to reach climax. His testicles ached almost as much as he'd been kicked in the groin. His throbbing shaft felt as if it were on fire. His moaning was stimulating Rosella and despite the fact that the sand had run into the bottom of the hourglass, she decided to torture him a bit longer. Her hand and mouth assaulted his manhood. She increased her pace and squeezed him tightly with her hand. When his moans changed from those of frustration to pain, she took pity on him and released his testicles. She massaged them, rubbing her saliva across his smooth scrotum as he climaxed into her mouth. Anteros felt an orgasm like no other he'd experienced. He ejaculated so hard that he could actually hear the seed being shot from his penis. As the first jet of semen erupted from him his moan was as much from pain as it was from relief. With each subsequent pump, there was less pain and more pleasure. The last few spurts were pure bliss. Anteros, totally spent, relaxed nearly to the point unconsciousness. Rosella was ecstatic. It was rare that a fantasy was exceeded by reality, but it was this time. The force and volume of semen that jetted from Anteros was beyond anything she'd expected. She swallowed as much as she could but the sheer quantity forced some out of her mouth and it ran down the sides of his flagging erection. She continued to gently suck him as he softened in her mouth. Anteros didn't open his eyes but he was smiling and he sighed with pleasure. His penis was soft now but still somewhat enlarged. Rosella proceeded with the job of licking stray bits of semen off him. If his virility were any indication of his future as a warrior, his semen would become a very valuable commodity. She would waste none of it. She explored every inch of his genitals with her mouth until she was sure she got it all. Rosella was highly aroused but it was obvious that Anteros was in no condition to satisfy her now. The wetness between her legs disturbed her because she knew she had no one to blame but herself for Anteros' inability to quench her lust right now. She looked at the handsome, naked young man before her. His penis was swollen but not in the erect state it was in before. There was a slight smile on his face and he was snoring very softly. There was no need to keep him bound now. That was only to act out her initiation fantasy. He didn't move as she untied him. His hands and feet remained at the corners of the bed. Rosella moved next him and rested her head on his chest. She gently stroked his chest with her hand. She moved down and explored his stomach. Even while he was sleeping she could feel the power in his well-defined muscles. Her hand moved down more. She briefly stroked the smooth skin just above his penis then moved to the side and touched his leg. She marveled at what a fine specimen he was. She hoped he'd be a brave warrior. Anteros' could be valuable for increasing the size and strength of a future generation of Amazon warriors. His thigh was as powerful as the rest of him. Rosella contemplated what Anteros' children would look like, but only for a moment. Her lust was too distracting to ignore. It had been weeks since Rosella last had a man in her bed. She moved her thigh over Anteros' and pressed her sex against his leg. She thought Anteros was still sleeping and didn't know that he was well aware of the wet spot she made on his skin. Rosella pressed herself into him and moved her hand up to his testicles. She stroked them ever so softly. She'd always liked the feel of a man's scrotum. She was thinking about licking it when she felt Anteros lower his arm and put it around her. Now that she knew he was conscious, she became a bit more aggressive with his testicles. It took only a couple of minutes of manual stimulation before Anteros was erect again. Rosella looked up at his smiling face and asked, "So you've decided to end your nap and do your duty, have you Anteros?" "Yes, Mistress. How can I serve you?" "You may start by getting out of my way so I can relax", she replied as she pushed him. Anteros moved to the side and Rosella moved to the center of the bed, lying face down. "I'd like a gentle massage, Anteros. Start on my scalp and work your way down. I'll instruct you as you go. First straddle my body, one knee on either side so I can feel that you are erect while you massage me." Anteros straddled her at her waist and spread his legs far enough that his testicles and erect penis touched her back. He started rubbing her scalp softly with his fingertips. "Mmmmm... that's very nice Anteros. I think it would feel even better if you kissed my neck and shoulders," cooed Rosella. In order to get into a position where he could kiss her neck he had to move his body down. As he did, his scrotum rubbed across her buttocks and his erection rested in the cleft between them. Rosella raised her hips and pushed into him. Then she quickly rotated underneath him so that his face was even with her breasts. Anteros didn't need to be told what to do next. His hands and mouth found their way her beautiful orbs. He sucked an already hard nipple into his mouth and teased it with his teeth and tongue. With a breathy whisper Rosella said, "I want you inside of me now, Anteros." She clearly emphasized the word 'now'. Anteros moved one of his knees between Rosella's legs, then the other. Her legs were wide apart and she pulled her knees up to give him easy access. She was limber and her knees were straight out to the side of her hips and touching the bed. This position would allow him to do what she liked best. He slid his engorged penis across her pubic mound several time. Rosella was in no mood to wait any longer. She took his erection firmly in hand and guided him into her drenched vagina. She allowed Anteros to take the lead. He moved in and out of her slowly. With each thrust he moved a little deeper inside her. Rosella was enjoying the sensation but her clitoris was swollen and longing for some direct stimulation. Anteros was denying her that at the moment, but she knew that if he followed his present course she wouldn't be denied for long. She could be patient. They had all night and she knew that Lien had him on a double ration of tea. Even without the tea a fit eighteen year old could do miraculous things when guided by an experienced woman. With the aid of the herbs and Lien's training, Anteros was sure to provide her with several orgasms tonight. It was only a few minutes, but it seemed like she'd waited for hours. Anteros finally sank into her hilt deep. His loins made contact with her tender little pearl. Rosella wasn't quiet this time. As her orgasm overcame her she squealed once loudly then just groaned. She grasped Anteros' hard buttocks in her hands and pulled him against her as she ground her clitoris against him. He attempted to back out and resume thrusting. Rosella was opposed to this and he found out just how strong she was. She said nothing because she couldn't speak during the multiple orgasms she was having. All she could do was breathe loudly and let out an occasional moan. He pulled back strongly. She couldn't stop him but her grip was so strong that her body pulled up with him. She wasn't about to let him break the contact with her clitoris. Anteros relaxed and they sank back down to the bed. She started moving her hands in a circular pattern on his hips. Anteros didn't take the hint. He stared at Rosella blankly and remained motionless. Rosella opened her eyes, smiled at him and nodded affirmatively. She was trying to tell him something but he wasn't accustomed to her non-verbal communication. When Lien or her staff wanted him to do something, they just said it. Rosella dug her fingernails into his buttocks. It was only slightly painful, but it got his attention. She moved her hands in a circular motion again. He moved his hips to match. She smiled and whispered, "Yes." Rosella pulled him tighter against her. He knew what she wanted now. As he ground his loins into her she relaxed her grip. Her breathing became faster and deeper and she squealed as another orgasm washed over her. Anteros found this method of pleasuring Rosella almost effortless. His penis stayed rock hard but it didn't get enough direct stimulation that he had to expend any effort to delay his orgasm. Rosella whispered in his ear, "That was wonderful, Anteros. Stop moving and relax for a moment." Anteros did as he was told and Rosella started kissing him. She kissed his ears, cheeks, lips and neck. Eventually she settled on his mouth and they spent several minutes kissing each other deeply. He boldly used his hands to play with her breasts as they kissed. "Now it is your turn, Anteros. Make love to me but concentrate on your own pleasure." Anteros looked at her for a moment and did not move. He'd never been told to concentrate on his own pleasure before and it surprised him. Rosella stared back then smacked his rump hard with her hand. "I don't believe that being motionless is what you like best, Anteros. I told you to do what pleases you so do it!" said Rosella with mock severity. Anteros started slowly moving in and out of her. This was what he liked. Long slow strokes that brought all but the last half-inch of his penis out of her and ended when his testicles pressed against her. This was extremely pleasurable to him and he knew he could do it a long time without climaxing. He straightened his arms and raised his upper body. He could see Rosella's lovely face, strong shoulders and chest and her succulent breasts. He maneuvered so that he could kiss and lick her breasts while he continued thrusting. She moaned when he gently bit her nipple. Anteros straightened his arms and legs. He supported his weight on his toes and hands alone. He moved his hips and plunged into her harder and faster. While this position was a bit strenuous, it allowed him to penetrate deeply into her and also allowed him to gaze at her beautiful body. He lowered his head and looked down her flat belly. He could see his engorged rod pounding in and out of her. Rosella reached between their bodies and took the base of his shaft in her hand. Anteros thrust less deeply to avoid crushing her hand. Her hand further stimulated him and that stimulation increased when she used her other hand to knead his testicles. His climax was near. He felt obligated to tell her, "I'm going to ejaculate, Mistress." This pleased her. She moved her hands from between them, put them on his tight buttocks and pulled him deep inside her. "Thrust hard and fast, Anteros!" she said. "Hold it back as long as you can, but you may climax when you must." Anteros rode her like a man possessed. Rosella climaxed more than once. She could see the strain on his face from holding back his orgasm and she was completely satisfied. In fact she if he continued like this she was going to get sore. Lien had told her that his self-control was exceptional and she now knew that was not an exaggeration. She wished he would finish but she wanted him to be well satisfied and she didn't feel that she should order him to climax. She decided that she would force him climax no matter how hard he tried not to. Rosella was no novice at sexual matters and she knew a few tricks. First she tried spanking him. She struck him several times on each buttock. He moaned but he didn't climax. Next she put her finger in her mouth and moistened it thoroughly. "Don't stop until you fill me with your seed, Anteros," she instructed as she pushed her wet finger into his anus. Anteros' eyes and mouth opened wide. As they did, Rosella simply said, "Don't stop!" Anteros couldn't hold back any more. He felt his anus and something else deeper inside of him squeeze Rosella's finger. Hot semen gushed from him. He was sure that his body was still trying to pump something out long after he was pumped dry. When the spasms stopped, he stopped moving and allowed his body to sink on top of hers, leaving his penis buried deep inside of her. He was still erect and his organ felt hypersensitive. He was relieved that Rosella had removed her finger from his anus. While he climaxed that sensation was quite pleasant. Once his climax was over, it was uncomfortable. Rosella was still amused by the shocked expression on his face when she inserted her finger into him. She was giggling softly under her breath. Anteros didn't know exactly what she was giggling about but felt like he shouldn't ask. Rosella gave him a peck on the lips and asked, "Did you enjoy that?" "Yes, Mistress. I was just a little surprised." "A little surprised? You looked like you saw someone rise from the dead," laughed Rosella, no longer trying to conceal her amusement. "I just didn't expect you to do that, Mistress," he said, his face flushing with embarrassment. "I guess you didn't learn that trick in your lessons. I wanted you to climax and I guessed that would put you over the edge. You really do have a gift, Anteros. Your self control is exceptional." "Thank you, Mistress. I try to please. Is that why you struck me too?" he inquired. "Yes. Amazon men are trained to be submissive. Some of them are excited by a little pain. Did you enjoy it?" "It did make it more difficult to control my orgasm so I suppose I was enjoying it. I would have enjoyed it more if I understood why you were doing it at the time." "Then I may do it again, Anteros. Next time you may assume it is because I want you to ejaculate. If I were displeased with you I'd make certain that you knew," said Rosella, still smiling. Obviously she was not displeased. Anteros could feel that his penis was softening but he still felt lust in his loins. He started moving slowly, the stimulation causing his penis to start hardening again. "Not now, Anteros. I've had enough for tonight. Let me up so that I can clean up." Anteros was disappointed but he'd had to incredibly intense orgasms so it certainly wasn't a bad night. He pulled his half-erect penis out of her and moved beside her on the bed. Serving the Amazons Ch. 06 He enjoyed the sight of Rosella's strong back, shapely figure and especially her rounded yet fit bottom. She washed her hands in a basin then washed her face and genitals with a damp cloth. She turned back to the bed with another cloth and washed Anteros' face and his genitals as well. This served to make Anteros' erection grow a little more. It was even more stimulating to him that a high-ranking woman would bathe him like she was his servant. He was quite flattered. She blew out the candles then climbed into bed beside him. She pushed her bottom up against him and instructed him to roll on his side and put his arm around her. She placed his hand on her breast. "You may stroke my breasts gently until we fall asleep. Don't pull on my nipples. Just stroke me softly. I'll see that you have another orgasm before you leave in the morning but I'm not feeling up to helping you with that now. Good night, Anteros." "Good night, Mistress Rosella," he replied as he drifted off feeling far more comfortable than he had when he arrived. Despite his unsatisfied erection, sleep came quickly. Serving the Amazons Ch. 07 "Good morning, Mistress Rosella," was the next sound that Anteros heard. It was the voice of Rosella's aide, Iole. Anteros looked at her through sleepy eyes. It was still dark but Iole carried a candle. "Good morning, Iole," Rosella answered. There was not a hint of fatigue or weakness in Rosella's voice. Her voice was strong and clear. Anteros wondered how her first words of the day sounded so normal. It always took him several minutes before his voice recovered from a good night of sleep. Rosella looked at Anteros, smiled, and kissed him on the cheek. "You did well last night, Anteros. I'll be requesting your services again." Anteros smiled back and replied, "Thank you, Mistress. I look forward to it." Rosella reached under the sheet and lightly touched his penis, which was fully erect as it usually was when Anteros woke. She gave it a squeeze and moved her hand down to his scrotum. She tickled the baby smooth skin for a moment then caressed the glands inside. Anteros closed his eyes and groaned softly. Rosella continued to play with his testicles as she spoke to Iole, "I think the scrotum is my favorite part of a man. They are so hard and rough most places and their scrotum feels like silk. It contains the essence of their manhood. If you control the testicles you control the man." Iole nodded affirmatively, secretly wishing it were her fondling Anteros' testicles instead of her mistress. Rosella pushed the sheet down exposing Anteros' genitals, more for Iole's benefit than her own. Rosella knew she was teasing Iole as she was teasing Anteros. Rosella moved her hand up to Anteros' shaft and stroked it, causing the head to swell. "Isn't he a lovely looking young man, Iole?" "Yes, Mistress. He is a fine looking young man," said Iole as she unconsciously licked her lips. Iole felt a tingling between her legs but there was nothing she could do about that now. All she could do is stand there with that candle and wish she were in Rosella's place. Anteros didn't do anything either, but he was perfectly satisfied with his position. He looked up at Iole and saw the unmistakable look of lust in her eyes. Anteros was enjoying Rosella's intimate touch but his attention was now on the candlelit face and stunning blue eyes of Iole. In his nervous state last night, he didn't notice how beautiful she was. She had the face of an angel with large round eyes that seemed too big for her face. Her hair was long and light blonde. Her skin was fair and she had full pink lips on her small mouth. Anteros suddenly realized he might be offending his mistress by staring so long at Iole as Rosella stroked him. He quickly looked at her and saw that she was intently staring at his penis as she now stroked it with one hand and his testicles with her other. Then Rosella abruptly stopped and got out of bed. "Light a few more candles, Iole. I have some work to do before I meet with the queen," she said as she threw a cloth garment on and stepped toward the table. Iole lit several candles as Rosella took some documents and put them on the table. Anteros just stayed in bed, bewildered by her behavior. It was as if he suddenly ceased to exist. "Will there be anything else, Mistress," asked Iole. "That will be all for now, Dear. I'd like you to attend my meeting with me but that is two hours away," Rosella replied. Iole bowed her head, said, "Yes, Mistress" and turned to leave. As Iole reached for the door, Rosella spoke, "Oh... one more thing, Iole." Iole turned and inquired, "Mistress?" Rosella had been teasing her and Anteros and was now actually going to do some work. She wanted them both out of the room and she was a woman of her word. "Iole, I know this is a lot to ask and you've been such a loyal and competent assistant for the last several years. You see, I promised Anteros another orgasm this morning and I just don't have the time. Would you take care of that for me?" Iole smiled, now realizing that Rosella had been playing a game with her. "Yes, Mistress. You've been such a kind employer, how could I say no?" "Then take him and his belongings with you. He is mine for the next two hours and I leave him in your capable hands. Well, not necessarily your hands. Do whatever you desire," said Rosella with a wink and a smile. "It is my pleasure to serve you, Mistress," said Iole with as she bowed so low it was comically exaggerated. "Come, Anteros," commanded Iole. "Gather your things and follow me. Mistress Rosella has work to do." Anteros sprung out of bed and grabbed his garment. He started to put it on but Iole stopped him. "I didn't tell you to dress, Anteros. Now gather your belongings," insisted Iole. It didn't take Anteros long to gather his things as most of them were in the large duffel he carried with him everywhere. He followed Iole to the door, unaware that Rosella was intently watching his muscular posterior as he walked through the door. Two female guards were patrolling that very hallway as Iole and Anteros stepped into it. They didn't try to hide the fact that they were enjoying the sight of the naked young man as he followed Iole a short distance to her room. They grinned and wished he weren't carrying that duffel in front of him, but said nothing. Iole's room was next to Rosella's so they didn't travel far. She opened the door and closed it after he followed her in. "Just put your things in the corner." Anteros couldn't see the corner because it was still quite dark. He awkwardly felt his way along the wall. Suddenly a soft glow uncovered the details of the room as Iole lit a candle. The room was considerably smaller than Rosella's. There was a bed and a desk and a small wardrobe cabinet. Iole's sword and bow were proudly displayed the wall. She didn't use them much in her position but every Amazon was trained in the use of weapons and every citizen was considered part of the military. There were professional soldiers and they were certainly the fiercest fighters, but any Amazon could and would fight if the need arose. Many professional administrators had been professional soldiers at one time. Skill and bravery in battle was the fastest way to climb the Amazon social ladder. Rosella was once a well-known warrior. So was the Amazon queen. Some Amazons simply didn't like the adventurous life of a soldier and elected to go into another profession. That didn't release them from all military obligations though. All Amazons were expected to maintain their fitness and proficiency with weapons. Regular practice sessions were required. Anteros suspected that Iole was one of those that chose not to be a soldier. He'd never heard of her and stories were often told of warriors who excelled in combat. She was also quite young for someone that retired from the military. Most professional soldiers would spend twenty years or more in the military unless their wounds forced them out of that life. Iole was obviously too young for that. She was tall and slender as were most Amazons. Iole didn't look as hard muscled as most women he knew. He guessed that she was under thirty but it didn't matter. At the moment and for the next two hours, she was his mistress. It didn't matter what her age or background was. Anteros placed his belongings on the floor in the corner. He then turned to face Iole. The single candle she'd lit was in a sconce near the door. The light was adequate but much of the room looked like the color had faded out of it. The only place he could see color clearly was near the candle. He studied Iole's pretty face. It was expressionless as she studied his naked form. After a long pause she spoke. "Do you not find me pretty, Anteros?" she asked with a quizzical look. "You are very pretty, Mistress," he answered. "Then why is little Anteros resting?" she asked while pointing at his penis. It was somewhat swollen but clearly not erect. Anteros, who had been embarrassed by his erections a few weeks ago, was now embarrassed by his lack of an erection. He looked down at his penis and said, "I'm sorry, Mistress. It isn't you. It is just that I was concentrating on finding my way in the dark. I meant no offense." "I'm afraid I'm going to have to punish you for that, Anteros. Do you know what I am going to do to you?" asked Iole, barely able to contain her straight face. "No, Mistress," answered Anteros. He thought he saw the faintest smile on her lips. He hoped that she was teasing him. He soon found out that she was. "I'm going to make you lay in my bed while I make your penis so hard you think it will burst. Then I'm going to suck the seed out of you with such force that it will hurt for days!" snapped Iole, clearly smiling now. "Get in my bed, now!" Anteros quickly took the 5 steps to her bed and fell on his back. Iole moved near the bed and pulled her long white gown over her head. She looked magnificent with her arms above her naked body. Her medium-sized breasts pointed slightly up. She had puffy pink nipples that were begging to be sucked. Her belly was long, lean and flat. Her hips flared gently outward and there was a lovely cleft in the 'V' formed by her thighs. She stood there a moment, allowing him to enjoy the view in the candlelight. "Do you like what you see?" she asked. "Yes, very much, Mistress." Anteros' penis was starting to stiffen even before she joined him in the bed. "I'm going to start where Mistress Rosella left off so just stay there and don't move," she ordered. Iole's soft breast pressed against his arm. "Put your hands above your head." Anteros did as he was told and she moved closer. Now her breast pressed against his chest. Iole started exploring his body with her hand. "Your physique is marvelous, Anteros. No wonder Mistress Rosella was willing to give up such a valuable coin to have you in her bed. I'm very fortunate that she is sharing you with me." As Iole spoke her hand traveled across his broad chest and past his belly. Now her fingers were brushing across the smooth skin just above his growing penis. "I see that little Anteros is no longer small. I guess I'll have to call him something else," Iole giggled. Her fingers tickled the top of his penis and it finally became erect enough to stand up and then flop across his lower abdomen. This allowed Iole to play with the more sensitive underside and make it even harder. When her hand reached his scrotum she moved her body so that she could tease Anteros' nipple with her mouth. The combination of a gentle bite on his nipple and her forefinger and thumb wrapping around the top of his scrotum forced a soft groan from Anteros' lips. "So you like that," said Iole. "I'll wager I can find some other things you'll like as well." Iole was now on her knees. She straddled Anteros' face without ever releasing her grip on his scrotum. It caused her to stretch it a bit, which actually served to arouse Anteros even more. She licked the Anteros' testicles, which remained imprisoned in his tightly stretched scrotum. He could see Iole's nether lips in the dim light. Her pleasantly scented sex was inches from his eager mouth, but he'd been told not to move. He simply stayed motionless and enjoyed the sensual torment of Iole's mouth. Fortunately for him he'd not been told to stay quiet. Iole was working over his penis and testicles over hard with her hands and mouth. Anteros was groaning louder and more frequently. He felt an orgasm approaching. Iole felt it too and slowed her pace on his engorged member. Anteros was greatly relieved when her heard her say, "You may move now, Anteros, as long as it is to pleasure me." Anteros put his hands on her lovely round buttocks and caressed them as he lightly touched her outer lips with his tongue. He was careful to go slowly, not knowing how sensitive she was. When he finally inserted his tongue deep into her vagina, Iole joined his moaning. The fact that his penis was in her mouth when she moaned made it even more pleasant for him. The vibration in her mouth traveled through his entire body. He reached forward for her breasts and squeezed them tightly. He could tell she enjoyed this too. Her vagina was wet with his saliva but her own arousal was creating more moisture than his mouth. She moaned as he inserted first one, then two fingers inside her. He moved them in and out as he concentrated on her clitoris with his tongue. It was obvious to him that she was enjoying this because she allowed his penis to pop out of her mouth so that she could gasp for air. She climaxed forcefully. Iole hadn't had an orgasm like this in years. All orgasms were pleasant, but this one literally took her breath away. Anteros didn't stop until she moved her hips forward and down, denying access to his mouth. "Just massage my bottom with your hands, Anteros. That's all I want right now," Iole instructed. Anteros complied and Iole went back to work on his rigid organ. She was able to sense when he was getting close to orgasm and would release his penis and concentrate on licking his testicles until the impending desire to climax had diminished. Then she would suck his penis back into her mouth and caress his aching testicles with her free hand. After repeating this cycle a dozen times, she gave Anteros permission to climax. She proceeded to move back and offer her sex to his mouth and he anxiously resumed his oral attentions. She pulled his testicles down with one hand while using the other hand and her mouth to stimulate his shaft until it again felt as if it would burst. She tormented him for only a couple of minutes before she released his testicles and kneaded them gently as his seed gushed into her anxious mouth. She swallowed it all, then turned and flattened her body against his so that they were face to face. "You are a talented young man, Anteros," she said softly. "It's been a long time since I've had a climax like that." "Thank you, Mistress." "I'd like to feel you inside of me before you have to leave. Do you think you can do that?" asked Iole. "Yes, Mistress. It would be my pleasure. It will just take me a few minutes to regain my erection." Iole rolled off of him onto her back. "Perhaps you can find some way to pleasure me until you are ready." Anteros was more than willing to comply. He cupped one of Iole's delicious looking breasts in his hand as he kissed her. Their tongues explored each other's mouths. Anteros caressed her other breast, teasing the nipple with light brushes of his thumb. He longed to feel her nipples in his mouth. He kissed her chin, neck and chest, settling on the breast closest to him and sucking her firm nipple into his mouth. He sucked and licked for nearly two minutes when she said, "You don't have to be so gentle, Anteros." He started using his teeth, bringing soft moans of delight from her. His hand was on her other breast, pinching and tugging the nipple between his fingers. Iole took his head in her hands and pushed it toward her other breast. Anteros did not resist. He was across her body sucking on her breast and using his right hand to stroke her hair as his left hand slowly slid down her body, exploring every sensuous curve. When he reached the junction between her legs he lightly stroked the smooth skin of her pubis with his fingertips. She opened her legs to encourage him. As his fingers slipped between her folds she reached for his penis. It was half erect already. It only took a bit of stroking to make it hard again. In a breathy voice she whispered, "I want you inside me." Anteros didn't have to be told twice. He moved down the bed between her legs, which she parted to accommodate him. She held his penis and guided into her velvety, moist warmth. As she did she spread her legs even farther and brought her knees up to maximize the depth of his penetration. She didn't speak as they copulated. She guided him with her hands and facial expressions. She kept his pace slow, as she liked it. She'd pull his hips into her and hold them every few seconds so that she could grind her clitoris against him. She stared at his young, handsome face. He returned her gaze and smiled. Anteros arched his back, lowered his head and touched the tip of his tongue to Iole's nipple. She moaned her approval and encouraged him to move his hips faster. It was difficult for him to do in this position but he managed to comply even as he sucked her nipple into his mouth. Iole was thrusting her hips in time with his. Anteros felt the desire to ejaculate but since he'd climaxed just a few minutes ago it was still a very controllable urge. He concentrated on following Iole's cues. Iole pushed his head back and said, "Look at me, Anteros. I want you to see my face when I climax. Now give me long, hard strokes and go faster." Anteros' testicles slapped against her at the bottom of each stroke. He enjoyed the sensation and it was bringing him closer to orgasm. He had to struggle to delay it now. Iole's mouth opened and formed an 'o'. She was breathing rapidly now. Anteros saw her face neck and chest turning pink. He knew that she was going to climax at any moment. He didn't know that a series of small orgasms had surged through Iole's body for the last several minutes. His testicles were starting to ache from the repeated impact on her buttocks. "Climax with me, Anteros! Can you do that? Climax with me! I'll let you know when." Anteros only nodded. He didn't speak. He had to use all of his concentration to hold his climax back. Iole suddenly gasped and her mouth formed an 'o' again as did her eyes. She was hyperventilating and Anteros felt the spasms in her vagina as the muscles coaxed the semen from him. Iole stared into his eyes and nodded her head affirmatively. Anteros knew that she'd just given him permission to ejaculate. He groaned as his aching testicles released their load. Iole's vagina felt like it was sucking his penis even better than a woman's mouth could. He continued thrusting after his climax had finished. His testicles were now hypersensitive and they stayed pulled up high in his scrotum as if to instinctively avoid the impact and the pain. Mercifully, Iole wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him tightly against her. She still was staring deep into his eyes as her vagina tried to milk a few more drops of fluid from his flagging erection. When he softened inside of her, she pulled his head down next to hers and hugged him until their breathing had reached normal tempo. "As much as I like to feel a penis harden inside of me, I fear there isn't time, Anteros," whispered Iole. They stayed together for a few minutes, his soft penis in her warm sheath. He could feel little contractions. He wished he could stay another hour and enjoy her again but they both knew that there was time for pleasure and time for work. The sun was rising and it was time for him to report to Diana. After weeks of advanced training, which included several poundings at the hands of Xan, Diana was beginning to see Anteros as a warrior and not just another pupil. He was now six months past his eighteenth birthday. He'd gained twenty pounds of muscle and hadn't lost a bit of speed. His archery skills had improved steadily and Diana would now rank him as 'average', which was a vast improvement over the 'poor' rating that she'd given him a few months ago. Anteros' skill with melee weapons was already exceptional when he came to Diana. Ninsala had taught him well. Diana did little to try to improve those skills. Shortly after meeting the large young man, she set priorities for his training. The first thing she wanted to accomplish was making him a useful archer. Second, she wanted him to fill out and put on more muscle. Third, but certainly not the least important, was to instill humility, obedience and discipline in him. Physical prowess was of little use without mental discipline. Serving the Amazons Ch. 07 She'd met her goals for Anteros, for as good a warrior as she was; she was even a better teacher. She personally instructed him in archery. After the day of torment, the beating and subsequent demonstration she'd given him, he was an extremely attentive student. No further beatings were necessary. All it took now was harsh word from her to put Anteros in his place. She'd had exceptional students before and knew that teaching them humility was a necessity. She'd seen too many arrogant warriors killed by their overconfidence. She'd even seen one of her classmates deliberately disobey a direct order from a superior and end up being banished from her own home. She didn't want that to happen to any of her charges. Some of them would die, but she was determined that they wouldn't die because she failed as a teacher. That is where Xan helped her. There was no one else that could dominate Anteros physically like Xan could. Her task would be much more difficult if she didn't have Xan to pummel Anteros. Anteros could beat Xan with a sword because he learned to rely on his speed and stamina. Xan was so immensely powerful that he could simply overpower many warriors with a single blow. Anteros was strong enough to parry Xan's blows and still quick enough to counterattack. When Xan needed to remind Anteros who was stronger, he simply insisted that they battle without weapons. There was no doubt that Anteros had spirit because no matter how many times Xan knocked him down or threw him to the ground, Anteros would get up and try again. Diana noticed that it was getting more difficult for Xan to put Anteros on the ground. Anteros was getting stronger and more experienced. He was developing even faster mentally than he was physically. Anteros was as well prepared for battle as any student she'd ever taught. All that was left to do was test his mettle when his life was on the line. Would he kill without hesitation? The Amazon's enemies would surely kill him if he didn't. Would he panic when he saw the blood of his comrades? There was no way she could predict this. People sometimes surprised her in the heat of their first battle. Some ran. Some froze. Others fought fiercely. There was not way to know until they were actually there. All she could do is give them the skills to survive. How well they used them in a tense situation was something that couldn't be taught. She had Anteros work out regularly with his melee weapons too. The purpose was to keep him sharp and to provide a dominating opponent for the students and other instructors. She thought that Anteros might be a good teacher someday, once he got a few years of practical experience under his belt. He couldn't teach someone how to be a true warrior unless he'd been in the heat of battle himself. "Anteros, Lorissa, come here," she shouted. Xan released Anteros from the stranglehold he had him in. Lorissa nodded at the instructor that was working with her and stepped over to Diana. "I have an errand for you. Go to see the arrow smith. She has several bundles of arrows for me. Leave your belongings here. You'll need both your arms to carry the bundles. If you follow that path through the forest instead of following the road, it will shorten the distance. Don't dawdle," she instructed. "Yes, Mistress," they answered in unison. Anteros was happy to have the opportunity to spend some time alone with Lorissa. They'd had little opportunity to speak in the last few weeks. They trotted quickly through the forest toward the arrow smith's workshop, making small talk as they ran. They were both fit enough that they were able to talk effortlessly at the easy pace they were running. They picked up Diana's arrows and started back. They were no more than two hundred paces into the woods when a large man stepped in front of Anteros. "Where are you going, Boy?" he asked with a sneer. The man was obviously an Amazon male from his dress and the fact that no outsider would ever succeed in getting this far into their territory. His attitude was definitely not that of a man raised by Amazons. Since Anteros had been an infant, he'd never met a male outsider. Amazon men weren't surly towards each other. This stranger's manner puzzled him. The man was dressed and armed as a warrior. He was at least a dozen years older than Anteros. This meant Anteros was obliged to treat him with respect that one should show to a superior. "I'm delivering these arrows to Mistress Diana, Sir," he answered. "Step aside, we have business to attend to," said Lorissa. Lorissa, being an adult female, outranked this man and was in a position to make demands. "I didn't ask you, Girl. I asked the boy," he snapped. Lorissa and Anteros were both taken aback by his disrespectful tone. This simply wasn't done in Amazon society. Lorissa would report his behavior and he'd be punished. "Perhaps you'd like to apologize before I report you, Warrior. What is your name?" she demanded. "I'll tell you what I want you to know. Now shut up. I'm talking to the boy." Lorissa's cheeks flushed in anger. She'd never been spoken to like this by anyone, much less a man. "Come, Anteros. The guards will deal with him later. I pity you for what they will do to you, Stranger." Anteros attempted to walk around the man but the man threw a shoulder into him and knocked the arrows to the ground. Anteros hesitated, looked at the grinning man's face, and then bent at the waist to pick them up. The man hit him hard across the face with the back of his hand. The blow was painful to Anteros' face, but even more so to his pride. He was being humiliated for no apparent reason in front of the woman he cared most about. Now Anteros' face was flushed with anger also. "Leave them, said the man. Go back to your mistress and tell her you were too cowardly to complete her errand," said the man. Anteros considered his options. The man looked strong and he was large, but was not as large as Anteros. Anteros knew he could throw this man to the ground if he had to. He knew that he shouldn't fight the man. Amazon law forbade that. Amazons did not fight Amazons. Anteros believed the best thing he could do is go with Lorissa to report the incident to the authorities. "As you wish, Sir," he said with pain of humiliation in his heart. Anteros tried to step around the man again. Again the man struck him in the face. Anteros could feel blood running from the corner of his mouth. "Coward! You run to your mistress and leave her merchandise on the ground. You aren't fit to be called a warrior or even a man!" Anteros seethed in anger. He sized the man up again. He surmised that it should take no more than a few seconds to beat him senseless; however, the man was wearing a sword and Anteros was unarmed. Was he insane enough to use it on Anteros? Anteros feared that he was. His behavior was so bizarre by Amazon standards, he believed the man to be afflicted with some mental illness. Anteros struggled to find a non-violent solution to the problem before him when he saw movement from the corner of his eye. "Run back to your mistress, Coward," snarled the big man. "The girl is staying with us." Two more armed men appeared. Each grabbed Lorissa by an arm. Her bundles of arrows fell to the ground. Lorissa angrily demanded that they release her but they paid her no heed. She struggled mightily and the three of them fell to the ground. She fought bravely but was no match for her two assailants. That was all Anteros could stand. This was like a nightmare but he instinctively knew what he had to do. He drove his left fist into the face of the man before him so quickly that the man had no time to react. As the man fell back, Anteros grabbed the hilt of his sword, pulling it from the scabbard. Anteros was already moving towards Lorissa and the other two men as the big man crashed hard to the ground. The men both let go of Lorissa and rolled away while reaching for their weapons. Anteros was poised to strike one of them. The man wasn't ready to parry. Anteros would kill him with the first blow and then he'd only have two left to deal with and one of them had no sword. He knew that if he could only survive the battle with the other two for a few seconds, Lorissa would have the dead man's sword and the two of them would surely kill their attackers. He heard rapid footsteps, the sound of bodies crashing through the shrubbery and a female voice shout "HALT!" Anteros stopped just as his arm started forward to strike the fatal blow. He saw the face of the man beneath him and it had gone white. The man believed his last second on Earth was before him. Anteros looked up to see who had shouted. It was Rosella. With her were several Amazon warrior women, including his former teacher, Ninsala. "Don't kill him, Anteros," shouted Rosella. "He was doing what I ordered him to do." Anteros tried to relax his arm but the muscles remained tense. He had a great deal of adrenaline running through his veins and it would be several minutes before he'd start to relax. He did drop the sword to his side but he still gripped it tightly. "You did well, Anteros, but you need not kill anyone today. I'm proud of you," said Ninsala. "I don't understand, Mistress," said Anteros. He looked at Ninsala, Rosella and then Lorissa. He saw Lorissa's other assailant standing next to her as he sheathed his sword. He was bleeding from a cut under his eye. Lorissa had apparently struck him hard enough to draw blood at some point during their struggle. "You did well also, Lorissa. You fought bravely with your bare hands against two armed men! You will be a formidable warrior! Please forgive me for doing this to both of you but it was necessary to test your courage," said Rosella. "These men are members of the queen's personal guard. They were chosen because you wouldn't know them. They were ordered to force you into a position where you would have to fight against seemingly impossible odds. We sent you unarmed to avoid getting anyone killed and to make your situation seem hopeless. What we all failed to anticipate is how well you'd fight." Anteros looked behind him. It had been at least a minute since he'd punched the man in the face and he was still down. Now that Anteros knew what was really going on, he hoped that he hadn't killed him. Two of the women went to him and he spoke to them. He was alive, but his legs were simply too weak for him to get up. He'd be all right in a day or two. "Yes, you showed that you are brave, Anteros, but don't be too impressed with yourself," said another voice. Before he turned he knew it was Diana. Xan was with her. Xan looked at the face of the man down and chuckled. The prone man made a rude gesture towards, Xan. This only made Xan laugh louder. "These men weren't sent to kill you. If they had been, you would be dead. You did well, but I don't want you to think that you are good enough to defeat three of the queen's guards by yourself. That kind of overconfidence could get you killed," said Diana. Anteros heard Xan speaking to the injured man. "I told you he was as quick as a snake. This will teach you to listen to me." The injured man moved to stand and Xan helped him to his feet. The man's nose was bleeding and bent to one side. The physician would straighten it for him, and he would recover, but the treatment was going to be more painful than the injury. Now knowing that the man was only doing his duty, Anteros felt pity and wished that he hadn't connected so solidly with his punch. Xan walked over to Anteros, slapped him on the shoulder, and then took the sword from his hand. Xan's smile told everyone that he was proud of his student. Lorissa moved near Anteros. They were experiencing similar feelings and she just felt better being close to him. Rosella stepped in front of them and said, "Hold out your hands." The both complied. "One hand each will do," she said as she turned Lorissa's right hand palm up and placed two silver coins in her hand. She then placed an equal number of coins in Anteros' hand. This puzzled both of them and they looked quizzically at each other then at Rosella. It was Lorissa who asked, "Why did you give us theses coins, Mistress?" "I'll explain in a moment. First I need to tell you not to discuss what happened here today with your fellow students. Every young warrior will go through a test of courage and it must be a complete surprise. Some other students will be tested very soon. Do you understand?" Lorissa and Anteros answered, "Yes, Mistress," in unison. "Now pick up the arrows and deliver them to Diana's school," said Rosella. "But the coins, Mistress?" inquired Lorissa. "This month is half over so that is your pay, Lorissa. You will receive four silver coins at the beginning of every month. You are professional soldiers now," said Rosella, making no effort to conceal her smile. Anteros and Lorissa beamed. All their young lives they'd trained to be soldiers and now they finally were! They were scarcely able to contain their excitement. Rosella remembered when she was first told that she was a soldier. It was a marvelous feeling. Even better than sex, she thought. Sex was pleasurable but there was nothing like working for years toward a goal and finally reaching it. "You are dismissed," said Rosella. Lorissa squealed with excitement as she jumped towards Anteros and hugged him with all her strength. Anteros squeezed her with his powerful arms but was a bit more gentle. Several people offered back slaps, hugs and congratulations, even the warrior with the broken nose. They were so full of joy that when the congratulating was done they started to walk back to Diana's school without thinking. "My arrows?" Diana inquired with a raised voice. Anteros and Lorissa hurriedly picked up the bundles. "That's better. Tomorrow you report to your new commanders but today you still belong to me!" Diana snapped with mock anger. Serving the Amazons Ch. 08 ONS Anteros was only back at the school for a short time. Diana announced to their classmates that Anteros and Lorissa were now members of the Amazon army. She then gave them a brief lecture on duty, honor, courage, and above all, not embarrassing her in front of their new commanders. “Lorissa, Anteros, you will not be serving in the same unit,” said Diana. “One novice warrior is enough for any commander to have to deal with. Anteros, your commander will be Loja. I know you’ve already got directions to her home. Now that you are a real soldier, you may report to the men’s barracks. Go see Xan. He will take you there. You are dismissed.” Anteros nodded his head to acknowledge the command and set off to find Xan. Xan took him to a large, stone, multi-level building not too far from the practice field. “This is the one place you are free from women, Anteros,” said Xan with a grin. “They never come here. The building is empty at night because we all have unpleasant chores to perform, but you can always find men here during the day.” Xan took him on a tour of the building. There was a kitchen, large bath, and cots for those who chose to sleep, a small library, and tables and chairs in every room. There were no small rooms. All were large and open. The barracks was more like a meeting hall than a residence. Men sat around the tables and drank, ate and talked. There were lively games and coins being exchanged by groups of men at several large tables. Xan explained that they were ‘gambling’. He also had to explain to Anteros what ‘gambling’ was. He closed his explanation of gambling by advising Anteros not to try it. Xan looked serious as he said, “It is a game of wits and luck, Anteros. If you get in the game you will quickly lose the first silver coins you’ve ever owned. Watch the game if you wish. Watch it often and in a year, you may learn it well enough to have a chance of winning. If I let you play the game now it would be like throwing a lamb into a pit of starving lions.” Anteros understood that this is where men came for recreation. As soldiers, it was their duty to keep their weapons at hand twenty-four hours a day, but they didn’t have assigned duties every day. Several days a month they would be free to do what they wished. This was a place to spend that leisure time. Since Amazon men didn’t own homes, this was home to them. Xan introduced Anteros to several of the men then said, “I have to get back to the practice field. Diana has another student for me to abuse. You have a couple of hours before sundown but don’t be late in reporting to Loja. Making your unit commander angry is a bad way to start a military career.” With that, Xan slapped Anteros on the shoulder with his massive hand and left. Anteros had something he wanted to do but he didn’t want to do it with the dirt and sweat that was on him. He bathed then put on a white tunic. He packed all of his armor and weapons into his pack and put it over his shoulder. He walked briskly to Lien’s house. Kyra greeted him with a warm smile and a hug. “Welcome back, Anteros! What brings you back to us so soon?” “May I see Mistress Lien?” he inquired nervously. “She is rather busy with the schedules and she really doesn’t like to be disturbed when she is working on them. Would you like to come back tomorrow? Or perhaps I can help you.” “I don’t know if I can come back tomorrow. Tonight I report to my new commander. I became a soldier today,” he said while trying to conceal his pride. “That is wonderful, Anteros. Now you be careful and stay alive. I’ve become rather fond of you,” said Kyra. Anteros smiled and blushed slightly. “And I you, Miss Kyra. I will try to stay alive if that is what you wish.” “It is, so don’t you dare disobey me. Now can I help you or do you need to come back when Lien isn’t so busy?” she asked. “It’s about last night, Miss. Mistress Rosella did something that surprised me. I know I’m not supposed to discuss intimate details but… but…” Kyra interrupted him, “You are correct. The intimate details of your private encounters with women are something you shouldn’t discuss in public. But this facility is an exception, Anteros. It is our duty to teach you about sex and if there is something you need to know, you are free to discuss it with me or anyone else on Mistress Lien’s staff.” She stared at Anteros with her large, liquid, brown eyes, waiting for a response. “Well what is it, Anteros?” she asked. “Mistress Rosella tied me, hand and foot, to her bed,” he blurted out. “Is that all?” asked Kyra with a look of amusement on her face. “Yes, Miss. She tied me to her bed and teased me. I couldn’t move. How am I supposed to please a woman if I can’t move?” Kyra laughed, “That is not unusual, Anteros. A lot of women will bind you. It gives them pleasure to see a strong man helpless to resist them.” Anteros was silent as he absorbed this new information. Kyra noticed his furrowed brow. “Did she hurt you, Anteros?” she asked. “No, Miss. She was quite gentle.” “Then just enjoy it. If you are bound you don’t have to worry about pleasing your mistress. If she wants you to be more active she will release you. I should warn you about something though. Some women will want to inflict a little pain. It certainly won’t be as bad as the beating Diana gave you and they are not permitted to injure you. You already know that some women like to feel a little pain, like having their nipples bitten,” she explained. “Your duty is to do whatever your mistress desires as long as no one is injured.” It didn’t take Anteros long to process this information. He then thought back to the times Lien had tied him. It occurred to him that it wasn’t just an exercise, but that binding him may have excited her. “Thank you, Miss Kyra. It helps to know that being bound is not abnormal.” “You are most welcome, Anteros. Come back anytime you have questions. I’m happy to help,” she offered. “One more thing, Anteros, I don’t like to make a habit of telling young men what to expect, but you are seeing Loja tonight. Loja is a woman that will almost certainly bind you.” Anteros arrived at Loja’s home well before sundown. Diana’s lesson about tardiness was something he would never forget. As his unit commander, Loja had the right to beat him for insubordination and being late was considered insubordinate. His goal was to never give her cause to beat him. That would save his skin and his pride. He knocked on the door of the simple wooden structure loudly. He was nervous, but he didn’t want Loja to know that. He made sure that he was standing straight when she answered the door. His new commander, Loja stared at him with her dark eyes. She didn’t look pleased. Anteros didn’t know what he could have done to anger her. “So you are Anteros. Come in and close the door behind you,” said Loja, making it very clear that was in charge. Loja walked into the one room house. Anteros followed her in and closed the door. The whole house was not even as large as Rosella’s chamber. It was lit by several candles and there were animal hides covering the floor. Anteros followed Loja with his eyes, her hips swaying slightly under the short skirt, also made from a hide. Loja was not very tall for an Amazon and she had slightly thicker arms and legs as well. She looked strong. Her skin was golden brown and her hair was black, straight and pulled behind her head and fastened with a leather thong to keep it back. She wasn’t dressed as a soldier or in the white cloth or silk garments that were common leisure wear. She wore a short skirt made from the hide of an animal with fur the color of a lion. It was simply wrapped around her waist and tied on one side. This left one leg exposed from her toes to her waist. She had her breasts covered with hide from the same animal. Leather thongs behind her neck and tied behind her back kept it in place. Anteros couldn’t help but notice her figure, her smooth brown skin, and the large amount of skin that was showing. What he didn’t know is that the hide she was wearing was that of a lion that Loja had killed by herself with only a spear. Loja had a reputation as a tough soldier and she’d proven many times that she deserved it. She went to the opposite side of a small table and sat down. Anteros, looking down at her, saw her dark eyes and impressive cleavage. He was careful to direct his gaze at her eyes. He saw no lines in her smooth skin. She could have been thirty or twenty. He couldn’t tell by looking at her. Loja pointed at the opposite side of the table and said, “Drop your gear and stand there.” Anteros obeyed quickly. “You are looking me in the eye. I like that.” “Thank…” “Shut up! I didn’t give you permission to speak,” Loja snapped. She hesitated, giving him the chance to apologize. Anteros did not. He was silent as ordered. “Very well, now that you have learned to keep your mouth shut, I will explain a few things to you. When I give you an order, you obey. No questions. No hesitation. Is that clear? You may nod.” Anteros nodded affirmatively. “You are a member of my unit. There are ten of us, including you. One of my soldiers was promoted and now commands her own unit, forcing me to replace a skilled warrior with a mere boy. You will learn to do everything she did as well as she did. I don’t like losing my warriors to the enemy, not even a male. That is why you will do everything I say. It will keep you alive, the others in my unit alive, and me alive. Since you are a child and my other soldiers are all proven warriors, you will also do anything that any of them commands you to do unless it contradicts my orders. Is that clear?” Anteros nodded again. She hadn’t told him anything he hadn’t expected. “If you obey me there is a chance that you will someday be promoted and receive an increase in pay. That is not the reason you should obey me though. You should obey me because you are a soldier and it is you duty to serve the Amazons. Is that clear? You may speak.” “Yes, Mistress, perfectly clear,” he answered. “You are spending the night here because that is the custom when a new male joins a unit. The commander of a unit has any new male spend his first night with her. Then when we are working you won’t be wondering how sex with me would be. You’ll know. Then perhaps you’ll be able to keep your mind on your duty. And I don’t mind this part of a commander’s chore too much. It doesn’t even cost me a coin. You are lucky too. If I were a lesbian you’d have to watch me with another woman and then I’d give you a quick orgasm with my hand.” That didn’t sound like a terrible thing to Anteros, but he would rather be permitted to make love to a woman than be quickly stroked to climax manually. He felt the arousal in his groin as he contemplated this. “It is also fortunate that you passed your test this afternoon. If you’d failed, I’d have also done what was required with my hand, but I wouldn’t let you touch me. In fact, you wouldn’t have the chance because I wouldn’t have wasted a coin on you. I only let warriors touch me. Even though you haven’t killed a man, you did break the nose of one of the queen’s guards. That tells me you have the potential to be a warrior. Listen to me, learn from me, and you may become an adequate warrior.” Anteros was now relaxed enough that he noticed how pretty Loja was. He was staring at her lips now instead of her eyes. “At dawn, you will go on your first patrol as a soldier. The night is for relaxation and pleasure. Bring me that sack on the shelf,” she said as she pointed. Anteros did so without hesitation, as she expected him to do. “Now sit and eat with me.” Anteros sat opposite her and she pulled simple fare from the sack. Amazon’s ate what most people would consider bland food, but they considered food a necessity, not something that was consumed for pleasure. As they ate, Loja rubbed her smooth, bare calf on Anteros’ legs. She smiled at him with her gleaming white teeth that seemed even whiter because of the contrast with her brown skin. That and the look of lust in her eyes excited Anteros and his penis was half erect. Loja discovered this when she put her bare foot under his tunic. She made no comment about it. She just smiled more broadly. She could command this man sexually and as a military subordinate. It had been weeks since her last sexual encounter. Her arousal was trying to overwhelm her but she willed herself to stay in control. It would be so easy to get up on the table and have Anteros take her right there, but she feared he would see this as a sign of weakness. She would show her weaknesses to no one. She’d had enough to eat and just stared at him, enjoying the site of the handsome young man sharing her table. When Anteros had enough to eat, he just stared back and said nothing. “If you are done eating, come here and stand next to me,” she ordered. Anteros moved next to her, his erection pushing his tunic away from his body. Loja turned her chair so she was facing him and said, “Remove your garment.” Anteros quickly untied the belt, removed the tunic and placed it on the table. He stood before her naked and erect, with his penis inches from her lovely face. She was not shy about touching it. As she examined his penis with her hands, it reached full hardness. She reached underneath with the other hand and cupped his testicles and lifted them. “There is no doubt that physically you are adequately equipped for the task I require of you tonight. I wonder if you have the self control to please me?” she asked, looking up at eyes as she fondled his genitals with both hands. Anteros was very excited and his erection was rock hard, but his training made it possible to resist ejaculation. He sensed that her question was rhetorical and didn’t answer. She ran her hands over his well-defined abdominal muscles then stood and felt his broad chest. “You have a very impressive physique, Anteros, especially for one so young,” she said as she moved behind him and explored his back and buttocks. “If your skill with weapons is as impressive as your physique, you’ll be an asset to my unit.” Anteros, quite confident of his ability with a sword, was pleased to hear her say this. He certainly wanted to be an asset instead of a burden. She walked across the room and said, “Come here. I have something I want you to do for me.” Anteros followed. Loja put her hands on his shoulders and positioned him until he was standing exactly where she wanted him. His back was against a broad wooden support column. “Stay there,” she ordered as she opened a chest at the foot of her bed. She returned to him carrying several strips of leather. They varied in length and width. She said nothing as she pulled his arms behind his back and tied his wrists together behind the column. Anteros was not surprised thanks to his conversation with Kyra earlier. She then tied longer straps around his ankles and tied the opposite ends to support columns on either side of him. His feet were pulled slightly wider than shoulder width apart. The position felt a little unstable to him but there was no way he could fall while his wrists were bound behind the sturdy column. Anteros wasn’t frightened or even nervous. He knew she would bind him and also knew that she wouldn’t harm him. On the rare occasions he’d been physically punished by Amazon women, they told him what they were going to do and why. Since the last few times a woman had tied him, it was accompanied by sexual pleasure, his erection became even firmer. Loja stepped back and admired her handiwork as she said, “You look very helpless and quite delectable like that, Anteros. However there is still more to do.” She pulled a chair in front of him and sat so that her face was again inches from his throbbing penis. She took a soft leather thong and tied it around the base of his penis behind his scrotum. She adjusted the tension on it several times before she had it just as she wished. When she was done she stroked his penis with her hands again. Anteros was surprised to see that his penis became larger and harder than he’d ever seen it before. “That will insure that you erection is as large as possible. Now I’ll see to preventing your ejaculation.” She looked directly at her penis as she said this, as if she were talking to it instead of him. Loja took a long, thin piece of soft leather and wound it several times around the top of his scrotum. She also passed it between his testicles, separating them. They were stretching his scrotum on either side of the leather. Loja looked quite pleased, with a broad smile on her face. “Now for the fun, Anteros. It takes at least an hour of teasing to get the maximum amount of seed from a man. Your seed is valuable now and will become more valuable with each battle you win. I want as much as I can get.” Loja wasn’t in any hurry. She had him all night and she knew that the right mood enhanced the experience. She loved seeing his muscles flex as she touched his rigid shaft. She loved the way it jumped when she lightly brushed her fingertip along the bottom. After teasing him manually for a couple of minutes, she stood up and walked away. She blew out several candles and moved one large flickering candle to the table in the center of the room. She saw how the angle of the lighting enhanced the way his muscles looked. She also found the way the light flickered, making his muscles appear to be constantly in motion, extremely sexy. She sat back in the chair, ready to start the serious torment of the helpless young man. That was how she liked them, helpless and young. She couldn’t always get a young man for her pleasure, but she made sure they were always helpless regardless of their age. Loja touched her tongue to one of his testicles. Anteros pulled against his bonds and gasped as he discovered that Loja’s bonds on his genitals made his testicles extremely sensitive to the touch. Just the gentle touch of her tongue caused an ache but was also very pleasurable. “Relax, young Anteros. I’m not going to hurt you,” Loja cooed as if she were comforting a child. She resumed licking his testicle as she tickled his penis with her fingers. He moaned in pleasure but could do nothing else. When she sensed that his left testicle was becoming too sensitive, she moved to the right. She could see that his left testicle had become slightly swollen. She intended to work on the right one until it too was swollen and too sensitive to touch without hurting him. She alternated between his testicles, kissing, licking and gently sucking each one in turn. She found various ways to stimulate his penis with her hands. She was slowly building him up to a climax. One she suspected he’d never forget. To achieve exceptional results often took patience. Loja was a ranger, an elite scout of the Amazon army. She could stay in the same hiding spot, without food or water for days. Teasing Anteros for a couple of hours was easy for her, but certainly not easy for him. She’d been at it for nearly an hour and his testicles were warm to the touch and straining against the tight skin of his scrotum. The slightest touch now made Anteros gasp. She didn’t want to hurt the boy so she moved her mouth to his thick penis. At first she just lightly licked the tip, teasing the little hole in the end. She pushed it up towards his belly and vigorously licked up and down the underside of his shaft. She felt it twitch as he came very close to orgasm. She released his organ. Although the binding job she did on his scrotum suppressed his ability to climax, it couldn’t stop it completely. She could have used the old trick of pulling his testicles down hard, but as sensitive as he was that would cause him a great deal of pain. She waited for his penis to stop twitching then put the head into her mouth. Serving the Amazons Ch. 08 She gave it a few strokes and then released it and said, “Tell me when you are about to climax, Anteros. I’m not ready for you to ejaculate yet and I need enough warning to stop.” “Yes, Mistress,” sighed Anteros. He’d never needed to ejaculate so badly before but she wasn’t going to let him. Loja knew that being teased for an hour was something he’d experienced before. She was one to test the limits of endurance. She intended to torment him far longer than that. She sucked his penis deeply into her mouth and moved her head rapidly. It was only a minute before he warned her of his impending orgasm. She stopped and watched his penis throb. The veins were standing out and the color was hard to discern in the dim light, but it was turning dark. She knew that he would be in considerable discomfort if this were as long as he could last. At this rate, he would be denied orgasm fifty more times before she allowed him to climax. She resumed sucking. This time she moved more slowly but she used her hand on the base of his penis. He lasted a little longer this time, but not much. She stopped again and enjoyed watching his penis twitch helplessly in the air. She decided to torment him another way. Even though she’d now been teasing him for an hour, she was still clothed. She stood up and moved a few steps away so that Anteros could enjoy the view as she turned her back to him and removed the skin covering her breasts. Next she untied the skirt and let it fall to the floor. He finally got a look at her superbly shaped bottom. She looked over her shoulder and saw the look of lust in his eyes. She smiled and turned her torso slightly so that he could see the side of her breast. She was delighted to see his penis twitching as she completed her turn, allowing him to see the shiny, wet cleft between her legs. Loja was nearly as aroused as he was and her wetness showed it. Loja walked back to him and stood on the chair. Her breasts were in his face. He started sucking her hard brown nipples without being asked. Loja put her hands behind his head and pulled his face tightly into her bosom. She put her fingers between her legs and then put them under Anteros’ nose. The scent was driving him mad with lust. His penis grew even larger and felt as if it would burst. His testicles ached. Loja wiped her fingers across his upper lip, leaving her scent, and then put them in his mouth. Anteros sucked her fingers greedily. “Perhaps I’ll let you taste me later, if you earn it.” She stepped off the chair and pushed it away. She pressed her body into his and ground her pelvis against his aching penis. He could feel her hard nipples stroking his chest. “I’m going to climax, Mistress!” he said loudly. Loja stopped for a moment and stepped back. When it looked like his urge had passed she backed her lovely heart shaped bottom into his penis and teased him until he again warned her he would ejaculate. She then sat back in the chair and tormented his penis with her nipples. He lasted several minutes this time. Then again she had to stop. She resumed the oral attention to his manhood until he’d warned her to stop ten times. She used an easy pace but this still took only thirty minutes. She’d now been teasing him for an hour and a half and had him on the verge of climax at least forty times. Anteros was becoming delirious with lust and the deep ache in his groin. He begged Loja to finish it. “Please, Mistress. I don’t think I can take much more. Please stop teasing me and let me climax.” “You asked politely, but it is up to me when you get to climax. I won’t have you thinking that you can climax whenever you wish. I will stop tormenting you though,” Loja replied. Loja stood and walked away. He enjoyed watching her naked body as she walked, but he feared that he’d offended her and that she was just going to leave him like this. He was surprised to see her open the door and shout, “Freya!” She closed the door and returned to him and explained, “It is said that the swallowing the seed of a warrior gives a woman some of his strength. I don’t need your strength, Anteros, but Freya does. She’ll be here in a moment. While you wait, consider how lucky you are that I don’t deny you an orgasm all night.” A minute later the door opened and Freya entered. Anteros knew her from class and from Mistress Lien’s lesson. She was pretty with fair skin, light blue eyes and blonde hair so light that it appeared white in this dim light. “Freya was born in the house across the street when I was twelve years old. I’ve known her all her life and I am going to help her. Freya is not doing as well as we’d like in Diana’s class. She just needs a little help to make it through. A good dose of seed from a warrior will help her to succeed. I’m giving her yours,” explained Loja. Anteros didn’t care if it was Freya that brought him to orgasm. He desperately needed to ejaculate and Freya’s pretty mouth was certainly a good place to do it. “Freya dear, you’ll want to tease him a while to make sure he gives you plenty of seed,” instructed Loja. “He’ll also get more excited if you are naked when you tease him. Let me help you with your garment.” Freya raised her arms as Loja pulled the white silk toga over her head. Anteros knew Freya was pretty, but he had no idea how stunning her body looked naked, until now. “Go sit on the chair and start by licking his testicles. Be very gentle. He is quite sensitive right now.” Freya sat and pushed his penis up and out of the way. He was so aroused that even that could cause him to ejaculate if he wasn’t fighting it. Freya’s tongue touched his testicle. He groaned and strained against his bonds to get away. He couldn’t move enough to stop her relentless assault on his testicles. He even felt her take them between her teeth. After a few minutes she started licking his penis. He fought a losing battle to maintain control. Seeing the beautiful, naked Loja moving about behind Freya was making the impossible task of holding back his orgasm seem even more impossible. In only a minute he was forced to tell Freya he was going to climax. Loja told her not to allow it. “Make him reach that point ten more times and then maybe we’ll let him ejaculate,” said Loja. Freya did as Loja told her. She was very good with her mouth and hands. Mistress Lien had taught her well. After the tenth time Freya left his penis twitching in the air, Loja told her to trade places with her. Loja sat in the chair and slowly untied the leather thong that was wrapped around his scrotum. As his testicles found their freedom, they started to ache intensely. Loja knew that his testicles would ache and also that gently touching them would help relieve the pain. She cradled them in one hand and rubbed them. “Come back and make him climax, Freya. Swallow it all. It will make you a stronger warrior,” said Loja. Loja stood and moved to his side, still cupping his aching testicles. Freya put her lips back around his penis and her hand on the base of his penis. She started slowly and increased her pace gradually. In two minutes he felt his climax ready to explode and told her so. “Climax when you are ready, Anteros,” said Loja as she continued to knead his testicles. Just as he was ready to ejaculate she gripped the top of his scrotum and pulled his testicles down. He was left at the edge, trying desperately to ejaculate but he couldn’t. He groaned loudly in frustration and pain. Freya continued to suck him with vigor. Anteros strained and moaned and tried to free his testicles from Loja’s grasp. There was nothing he could do with his arms bound behind the post and his legs tied wide apart. He was completely at their mercy. Finally, after what seemed like hours to him, Loja changed her grip and massaged his testicles against his body. His climax was explosive. His testicles felt like they were being kicked with each spurt of hot liquid erupting from his throbbing erection. Freya sucked hard as she swallowed the hot cream exploding from him. Her hand moved rapidly up and down the lower part of his rod as she sucked. Anteros thought his orgasm would never end. He’d never had one last so long. He pumped out jet after jet of semen. Each spurt became more and more painful from the tremendous strain on his muscles. Despite the pain, the pleasure was so intense that he never wanted it to stop. Eventually he was drained. Loja and Freya felt the pumping stop and then stopped their manual stimulation of his penis and throbbing testicles. Anteros was so weak he could barely stand. Loja untied his legs then his hands. Anteros held on to the post to stabilize himself. He opened his eyes and saw Freya with his semen dribbling down her chin. There was a considerable amount on her breasts as well. She scooped up the semen from her chin with a finger and put it in her mouth. She looked Anteros in the eye and smiled as she repeated this with the semen on her breasts. She wasn’t going to waste a drop. Loja untied his legs. Anteros was now free to move but felt wobbly and feared he would fall if he moved. “Help me move him to the bed, Freya,” said Loja as she gripped one of his arms. Freya gripped his other arm and helped support him as he stepped slowly toward Loja’s bed. His legs were exhausted from standing so long in the same position but he made it to the bed. He collapsed into a sitting position. Loja pushed him back then took his ankles and pulled his legs on the bed. Loja smiled at Freya and asked, “I think you got enough to gain the strength you need, don’t you?” “Yes. Thank you so much for sharing Anteros with me,” Freya replied. “You are most welcome my dear. Now if you will give me some privacy there are some things I need to discuss with my new recruit.” “Of course, Loja, I’ll be on my way now.” Loja wasted no time moving to Anteros after Freya closed the door. He was still young and nearly as helpless as he was when he was bound. This excited Loja and she moved his hands and feet to the corners of her bed and bound him spread eagle. Anteros was half asleep and offered no resistance. Stood and inspected the young man bound before her then joined him on the bed. Loja lay beside him and explored his muscular body with her hands. Anteros stirred and briefly pulled against his bonds, just now realizing they were there. “There is nothing you can do so just enjoy it, Anteros,” Loja whispered in his ear. “You are such a strong young man and I really enjoy having you helpless to resist me. I’m sure you’ll give me many orgasms tonight.” Loja stroked his hair, face and neck with a gentle hand. She put a leg over his and touched his tender testicles with her leg. Anteros jumped, not expecting the sudden pain. It wasn’t terrible, just unexpected. “I’m sorry, Anteros. I’ll be gentle with you. At least I will be in bed. When I am acting as a unit commander I am far from gentle.” Loja caressed his entire body from the top of his head to the tips of his toes with her gentle hands, lips and tongue. Anteros enjoyed every minute of it, even when she licked his tender testicles causing mixed sensations of pleasure and pain, and making him erect again. Loja turned and lowered her sex to his mouth. Anteros knew what was expected and he was anxious to do it. Loja teased the head of his penis with her lips and tongue as he licked her to her first orgasm of the evening. “Well done, Anteros,” she said softly, “Now let’s see what you can do with that big penis.” Loja mounted him and slowly lowered herself on his erection. Anteros’ penis was ultra sensitive and Loja’s warm, wet opening felt heavenly sliding down his shaft. Her vagina was squeezing him as she lowered her breasts to his mouth. Again, Loja said nothing. Anteros knew what to do and sensed what she liked best when he attended to her breasts with his mouth. When he pleased her best she moved her hips more forcefully. Anteros’ was extremely aroused after the recovering from the incredible climax he had in Freya’s mouth. It didn’t take long before he felt an orgasm building. He resisted climax and stopped sucking on Loja’s nipples. She looked at him curiously but said nothing. She smiled broadly and that started to send him over the edge. “I’m going to climax, Mistress,” he admitted, somewhat ashamed of himself for not lasting longer. Loja stopped moving her hips. This helped Anteros maintain his self control but didn’t move him any farther from climax since he could feel Loja’s vaginal spasms on his penis. “Don’t you dare climax, Anteros! I heard you had some real control. Don’t you dare climax now! If you have any semen left in you I want to taste it!” exclaimed Loja. Anteros struggled to maintain control. He concentrated on relaxing his muscles to avoid orgasm. Seeing Anteros struggle for control was exciting Loja even more, causing her vaginal muscles to spasm and bringing Anteros even closer to climax. He closed his eyes and groaned. Holding back his orgasm was becoming painful. “Please, Mistress Loja, I can’t stop it!” he exclaimed. “Then I’ll stop you!” she answered as she pulled off of his throbbing organ. She saw there was a danger that he still might ejaculate even after she dismounted, so she quickly changed position and pulled his testicles down hard. Anteros groaned again in pain, but the pain inflicted by Loja stretching his scrotum was far better than what he had been feeling. His reaction to this pain was a sigh of relief. He certainly didn’t want to disappoint his new commander on their first meeting. He was grateful for her firm hand. It must have taken a minute for his penis to stop twitching. “If you can’t control yourself, Anteros, I guess I’ll have to taste you first,” said Loja as she lowered her lips to his penis. Loja kept a firm grip on his scrotum. She wanted to build him up slowly so that he had something to ejaculate. She knew that his first orgasm was so intense that the probably had little semen left. She teased him with her hands and mouth for several minutes and then straddled his face so that he could pleasure her again. She was conservative this time. Loja didn’t want to bring him too close to orgasm and have him climax too soon. Whenever his penis started to twitch concentrate all of her attention on his testicles. They were large and firm and felt absolutely delicious in her mouth, even though she could only get one in at a time. Loja felt Anteros manage to suck her swollen clitoris between his lips and trap it there. She started to shudder in climax when his tongue hit the little nub and tickled it. Loja immediately exploded in a violent climax. She spit out his testicle because she was afraid she’d hurt him but she cupped his scrotum in one hand and firmly gripped his shaft with the other while she came. She had multiple orgasms until she was too sensitive to enjoy Anteros’ tongue. She decided it was time to reciprocate. “Continue to lick me if you want but don’t touch my clitoris. You did a marvelous job but I’m too sensitive to enjoy a direct touch there now. Just let me pleasure you,” said Loja. Anteros was licking and kissing her outer lips, occasionally inserting his tongue and lapping up her juices. Loja started sucking him in earnest while massaging his testicles with her hand. She felt them pull up close to his body and felt his penis throbbing in her mouth and knew he was close. She heard him say, “I’m going to climax, Mistress,” but ignored it. She just continued working on him and refused to give him permission. She was ready for him to ejaculate but she didn’t want to ALLOW him to climax. She wanted to MAKE him climax. Anteros warned her twice more in the next two minutes and she ignored his words and increased the pace of her stimulation. Anteros realized that she had no intention of giving him permission and resigned himself to holding back as long as he could. He stared up at Loja’s wet slit and smelled her sweet, female scent. He resumed licking the juices from her outer lips and willed himself not to ejaculate. Loja was surprised that he’d lasted as long as he did. It took her another five minutes after his last warning and she could feel him straining to control himself but she finally felt him surrender and fire a warm burst into her mouth, followed by two more. His penis continued trying to ejaculate but he was drained. Loja swallowed his seed and continued her sucking until his penis was soft. Loja turned, reclined next to him and said, “You have good control for one so young, Anteros. I had a splendid orgasm.” “Thank you, Mistress. Will you release me now?” he inquired. “Not just yet, Anteros. I want you to bring me to orgasm with your penis. I’d like to rest a while and then do that. Try to get some sleep.” “Yes, Mistress,” he replied, wishing that she’d allow him to explore her body with his hands. Anteros did sleep and woke up an hour later with Loja licking his erection. She mounted him and rode him to two orgasms before he climaxed again. Then she untied him and allowed him to put his arms around her as they drifted back to sleep. Anteros woke two hours before dawn and felt his erection pushing into Loja’s behind. He moved carefully to try to avoid waking her at first. He cupped one of her breasts in his hand and gently fondled it as he kissed her neck. Loja stirred. “Let me pleasure you, Mistress, please.” Loja said nothing but rolled onto her back. Anteros kissed his way down her body, spending a lot of time on her breasts. Loja spread her legs when he got close to her sex, allowing him full access with his mouth and fingers. Loja climaxed quickly. “I want you inside of me,” she said. Anteros climbed on top and gently pushed himself inside of her. Loja brought her knees up so that he could drive in as deeply as possible. “Hard and fast, Anteros, I want it hard and fast.” Anteros thrust in and out slowly at first and increased his pace until Loja squealed, “Don’t stop! Just like that” It only took a couple of minutes before Loja started convulsing in orgasm. She was quite vocal this time, unlike the others. She reached down and stroked Anteros’ testicles and said “Cum with me, Anteros”. And Anteros did cum. It was a term that men used among themselves and it was considered vulgar and a word that should not be used when speaking to women. Hearing Loja say it and feeling her velvety wetness squeezing his penis and her hand caressing his testicles, Anteros did cum, hard and fast. Serving the Amazons Ch. 09 Anteros woke before Loja and explored her body with his eyes. The light was brighter now than last night and he could see several faint scars in her skin. She'd obviously been wounded several times before. Only the Amazon's knowledge of herbal remedies had prevented the scars from being much worse. She woke a few minutes later and saw him looking at her. He smiled but she did not return it. She sprang from the bed and started dressing. When the sun rose she instantly transformed from his lover to his commanding officer. Loja offered Anteros some bread for breakfast but he refused. He felt nervous about his first day with his new unit and had no appetite. "Eat it, Anteros. That's an order. You aren't a student any more. You are expected to work for a living and you won't be at your best if your stomach is empty." "You are drawing a soldier's pay so you will do a soldier's work," she said sternly. "You'll only draw enough pay to meet your basic needs for now, but when you gain experience; your rank will increase along with your pay. You'll be assigned to various duties. You'll always be with experienced warriors and you aren't expected to go into battle soon, but as a soldier that could come at any time. Sometimes the most benign of assignments can turn violent. Such is the life of a warrior." "I'm anxious to prove myself in battle, Mistress." "Most young warriors are, Anteros, but don't be too eager. People are killed and maimed in battle. It isn't glamorous or exciting. It is brutal, dirty, work. Never forget that you may be the one killed. Worse yet, you could be blinded, lose an arm or a leg. We take care of our wounded, but some take their own lives rather than live as an invalid. If I couldn't take care of myself, I would take my own life." Anteros knew well the customs of Amazon warriors. He knew some people with disabling wounds that kept them from being warriors, but none were so badly crippled that they couldn't take care of themselves or function in some job. Not everyone was a professional soldier. It was unpleasant business, but the severely crippled warriors would take their own life. If they were physically incapable of committing suicide, it was customary to ask for the assistance of a close friend. All one had to do to end their life was tell their friend and a physician they wished to die. Once the request was made and witnessed, the physician would provide the poison and the friend would assist in administering it if necessary. On the battlefield an Amazon warrior would kill a wounded comrade rather than let them be captured. It was a brutal world and unspeakable things were done to prisoners. The best they could hope for was to be sold into slavery and any Amazon would rather die than be a slave. A badly wounded warrior had no value as a slave so their suffering was used as entertainment for the savages that captured them. Sometimes it would take days to die. It was unconscionable to allow a comrade to be captured. There was no time for witnesses, poison or long goodbyes. The fallen warrior would be dispatched as quickly and painlessly as possible with the weapon that was most convenient. Anteros had spent hours contemplating this possibility. He feared death but not to the point of worrying about it. What he did worry about was the possibility of being captured. As unspeakable as the atrocities that some enemies inflicted on their captives were, every potential warrior was told of them, usually in low whispers. It was difficult to say such things out loud. They needed to know so that they wouldn't hesitate to kill their comrades if the need arose. He worried even more about the possibility of having to kill an Amazon. Could he kill Lorissa? He'd thought about it and knew that it would haunt him the rest of his life if he had to, but he would kill her to save her from being captured. How could he allow someone he loved to be brutally raped and tortured? He couldn't. He knew that killing an Amazon was something he'd never forget, even if it were one he didn't know, but he also knew that he'd expect them to do the same for him. As Loja lectured him, Anteros forced the bread down as she ordered. She then took him to the edge of the forest to join her unit. There was nothing sexy or alluring about the way they were dressed. Their attire was all business. The light leather armor was dark brown with a dull finish. It was expertly processed to be extremely hard yet lightweight. The Amazons depended on their quickness and finesse in battle. Metal armor would provide better protection but not without a price. Metal armor was considerably heavier and would slow the wearer. The leather armor would deflect a weak or glancing blow, but could not stop a powerful cut or thrust if it struck squarely. It would slow the blade keeping it from penetrating as deeply as it would unprotected flesh, but it wouldn't guarantee that the wearer would survive the wound. A warrior wearing bronze or iron armor was better protected but they couldn't move as far or as fast as one clad in the lighter leather. In tight quarters the metal armor provided an advantage. Out in the open it could be a handicap. Anteros wore a leather helmet and gauntlets. Over his tunic he wore breast and back plates with room between them down his sides to allow freedom of movement. From the breast and back plates hung several wide strips of leather that provided some protection below the waist but still allowed him to walk comfortably. Some wore shin guards but Anteros found them too restrictive for fast footwork. His trousers and boots were also dull brown, which was a color that provided better concealment in the forest than most. Some of the women wore outfits nearly identical to Anteros'. Others wore skirts of thick leather strips instead of trousers. This provided them protection from any side down to the knee. The choice of armor was strictly up to the individual warrior, who chose based on their individual skills and fighting style. Anteros was introduced to the other members of his unit. He wasn't good with names and knew it would take him time to learn all of them, but he made a point to remember the name of Gabrale. She was introduced as Loja's second in command and Anteros was wise enough to know that he'd better not forget her name. The others politely nodded their heads as they were introduced but didn't seem very friendly. None of them showed the slightest hint of a smile or any other indication that he was welcome. All of the Amazons carried bows and a large quiver of arrows. All wore swords. Some wore them on belts around their waists and others had them strapped on their backs. Gabrale and one other woman carried long spears of wood with pointed tips that were razor sharp along the edges. Spears were not usually thrown, but used as a thrusting and cutting weapon. It allowed the user to keep an enemy too far away to use a sword. The stout wooden shaft could also be used as a bludgeon, the knees being the most common target. "Today we will patrol the forest to the south," Loja announced. "Since we have young Anteros to take care of, it is fortunate that enemies rarely approach from that direction. Anteros, you are to concentrate on keeping up with us and keeping the noise to a minimum. Stay to the rear." Anteros was embarrassed that she singled him out as someone that they needed to take care of. Some of his new comrades had killed ten men. He was inexperienced compared to the rest of his unit, but he didn't wish to be thought of as a burden. He thought perhaps that is why he received a less than warm reception. "Follow me," ordered Loja. With that she broke into a jog and headed south into the forest. The others followed, with Anteros bringing up the rear. Gabrale stayed close to Anteros. He was painfully aware that she was watching his every move. He didn't know if she were there to protect him or to chastise him if he did something wrong. Probably both, he thought. They weaved through the trees with ease. The forest had a heavy canopy in this area and there was little undergrowth to contend with. Loja's pace was an easy one for warriors that were as fit as the Amazons. They could travel twenty miles a day with their armor and weapons, if they chose to press hard. They jogged nearly an hour before Loja slowed her pace to a walk. Anteros wondered if they were near their destination, but they were only half way there. Loja slowed them to a walk to allow them to catch their breath and to drink. Drinking from a skin was very difficult when running. It was another hour before they reached their post and relieved the unit that had spent the night there. Now the waiting started. Anteros passed the time by talking to Xanthe. Xanthe was dressed differently. She was armed with a sword and bow, but she wore no armor. A cloth shirt and trousers, in the same dull brown, were her only garments. She wasn't here to fight although she was capable. She was here to deliver messages back to the city. Armor would only slow her down. She'd jogged to the clearing with them leading a horse. She didn't ride the stallion to save his strength. She'd only ride him to deliver a message when time was of the essence. Anteros could see that Xanthe had an alluring figure. The rest of the women's shapes were hidden under their armor. Being the only man with a group of women in the city was far more pleasant than being with a group of armor-clad warriors. Xanthe was relatively small for an Amazon woman but her form was undoubtedly female. One of the primary reasons she became a messenger was her size, a lighter rider being able to cover ground more quickly. They waited all day and saw no one but birds. As dusk approached they were relieved and jogged back to the city. Their day was a long and boring one but they run kept them fit. Day after day they patrolled the forest. Some days they would stay in one position for hours. Other days they kept moving. It was tedious but necessary work. Loja's unit was doing low risk jobs until Anteros was better known to her unit and more accustomed to the mundane tasks of a soldier. The city was bordered on the western edge by clear, spring fed, river. It provided ample water and some food but it was not suitable for navigation. Rapids to the north and south of the city were far too turbulent for any boat to pass. The southern and eastern edges were bordered by farmland. At the northern edge of the city and beyond the farmland, was a thick forest. The forest was the Amazon's provider and protector. The herbs they used and traded were found in the forest. Wild herbs were not only gathered, but cultivated to produce sufficient quantities for trade. The flora varied, but most of the forest was dark, thick and difficult to pass through. Where travel was easy, the Amazons concealed themselves and kept careful watch. These paths would prove to be choke points for an invading force of any size. Arrows would inflict heavy casualties on the enemy before they ever saw an Amazon guard. The rulers of nearby cities knew this and elected to trade with the Amazons rather than conquer them. Perhaps they could do so but the price was simply too high. If the natural defenses combined with soldiers that would not surrender were not enough of a deterrent, there was the civilian population to consider. An invading army would certainly suffer heavy casualties just getting to the city. Once there, they would face the well armed and well trained civilians. Any ruler with common sense knew that if their forces were significantly depleted by a war with the Amazons, some other greedy ruler would surely take advantage of it. Some wars were fought simply to satisfy a ruler's thirst for power, others were fought in the name of some god, but most were fought for profit. The Amazons had succeeded in convincing the known world that attacking them would be too expensive to consider. This was true since only the Amazons knew which herbs to gather and how to prepare them. If they died, their secrets died with them. A few hundred strong captives would be of great value as slaves, but Amazons fought to the death and killed themselves rather than be captured. There was no profit to be made from trying to enslave them either. The Amazons had no desire to conquer their neighbors, but the jealously defended their own territory. There was only one real road into the city and it was guarded day and night. This road met up with another road that ran north and south. This was the eastern border of their territory and free for anyone to travel. Amazon merchants set up shop at this intersection and would trade with anyone that had goods of value to them. Since there was always a contingent of crack Amazon troops there, they served the double duty of protecting the entrance to the city and protecting the merchants from bandits. It had been many years since bandits had attempted a raid on the Amazon shopkeepers. Since the Amazons had been at peace with their neighbors for generations, their only battles were occasional skirmishes with bandits. Bandits traveled in bands, usually of ten or more, looking for easy prey. Because of the bandits, people seldom traveled between cities unless they were armed and with a large group. The size of the bandit groups varied. They seldom numbered less than ten because then they themselves may become prey for a larger group. Groups of thirty or forty were not uncommon and occasionally a band of more than a hundred would pass through. The large bands seldom stayed in one place very long. They would take whatever they could and leave. Nothing of value was left behind. Tools, weapons, armor, clothing, pottery and even people were taken. Most that resisted them were killed. Those that did not were captured and sold as slaves. The sick, old, and crippled had no value as slaves. Some bandits would leave them alive, and others would kill them. The Amazons considered slavery a despicable practice. No person should own another. The Amazons didn't even believe in prisons. To them, being in prison was worse than death. Crime was rare in the city of the Amazons, but it wasn't unknown. If an Amazon were found guilty of a serious crime there were only two punishments considered. One was death and the other banishment. No one could remember an Amazon being executed by her own tribe and it had been several years since one was banished. Weeks of waiting for his first battle and today was just another day. Anteros sat on the ground and made small talk with Xanthe. Guarding the large meadow was a boring task but Xanthe's sparkling green eyes and bright smile made the time pass more easily. They had to speak very softly to avoid revealing their position to potential enemies. This forced them to sit very close to each other and Anteros didn't mind this one bit. They came to the same spot day after day. It was boring duty but Anteros was at least acknowledged by the other warriors after a time. He and Xanthe had become friends. Gabrale actually asked him if he was well after not speaking to him for the first three weeks of his tour with her platoon. Then she went two more weeks without acknowledging his presence except to scold him if he made a mistake. Once Anteros had let his voice become a bit too loud and a branch 'fell' on his head. He looked up and saw three pairs of eyes glaring at him. He didn't know who dropped the branch and it really didn't matter. He just felt lucky that it wasn't three branches. The knot on his head reminded him to keep his voice down to a whisper. He was rubbing the bump on his head and listening to Xanthe tell him about the new garment she hoped to purchase when she suddenly stopped speaking and looked up. He started to say something and she touched his mouth with her fingertips. She then pointed up to tree stand. Anteros looked up and saw Loja signaling with her hands. Enemy sighted... prepare. After waiting in this spot a dozen times or more, and years of training as a soldier, Anteros wondered if this was going to be the day of his first battle. He saw Xanthe move back carefully toward her horse. She would run for reinforcements or stay and fight as ordered. If there were any doubt that the Amazons would prevail, Loja would send her back to the city. The worst thing she could do is allow invaders to approach without warning. It was always better to err on the side of caution. Loja and the others scanned the tree line trying to identify who the intruders were and their strength. Xanthe was with her horse now. She'd untied him and could mount and be off in the blink of an eye. She and Anteros couldn't see the intruders from their positions. They could only watch Loja and wait for more information. Anteros saw her hands move again as she looked at Xanthe. Bandits... thirty... more... get help. Xanthe swung her leg over the stallion's back and was off. She kept him at a canter until she was out of Anteros' sight. He could then hear her allow the spirited animal to go into a full gallop. Anteros felt himself sweating as he put on his helmet. His hands trembled. He was feeling a great deal of anxiety about the prospect of his first real engagement. He looked up and saw Loja signal to him. Silence...stay. Anteros felt relieved that she'd told him exactly what to do. He was to do nothing. He thought that seemed like a reasonable thing to do since they were badly outnumbered and the enemy didn't seem to know of their presence yet. He wiped his moist hands on his trousers. He'd been cool enough but now his light armor felt hot and confining. If there weren't intruders nearby he'd take it off. He felt a hollow, sick feeling in his stomach. Anteros realized that now he was frightened and he was ashamed of it. What did Diana say? She said, "Courage isn't the absence of fear, it is the ability to face your fear." "Okay. I'm not a coward", he thought to himself. He would fight if that was what the gods wanted him to do. But the gods weren't speaking to him and they wouldn't give the order, Loja would. He was confident in his ability to fight, but they were nine and the enemy was thirty or more. He knew the chance of the Amazons winning the battle against such odds was remote. Among the thoughts that were racing through his head was 'Why am I thinking about the gods?' He wasn't a religious man. He really didn't believe the gods controlled their lives. Or did he? Then it occurred to him that he had more important things to do right now than have a theological debate with himself. He looked back at Loja for guidance. Loja was climbing down from the tree. The other women were still scanning the trees. She approached Anteros and when she was close enough she whispered to him, "They've spread out along the tree line. They are being very cautious. That makes me think they know that they are in our territory. I expect them to send some scouts into the meadow eventually. When they do, you and I will go out to meet them. If they suspect how few we are, they won't hesitate to attack. I'm taking you because I want them to know it is not just women they will face." "But why would they come here, Mistress? What do they want?" Loja's brow furrowed with concern as she answered, "They must be slave traders. If they were to ambush an Amazon and take her alive, she'd be quite a prize. Wealthy men would pay dearly for the pleasure of boasting that they had an Amazon warrior in their harem. These bandits must be very well prepared or very stupid to come here. I'm hoping for stupid." A soft whistle came from above. Loja looked up and saw the signal. Loja grabbed Anteros by his upper arms and pierced his eyes with her gaze as she said, "They are coming, Anteros. Stay beside me but not so close that you can't use your sword. Show no fear! These barbarians can smell it!" Serving the Amazons Ch. 09 She didn't bother to keep her voice down this time. She thought the bandits were too far away to hear her words. If they heard anything at all it wasn't important. She spoke a language they were unable to understand she was going to reveal herself to the enemy momentarily anyway. "Yes, Mistress," he replied as he attempted to step back and place his bow in the large pouch on his back. Loja tightened her grip and pulled him closer. "One more thing, Anteros, if I fall wounded, don't let them take me alive. Kill me. Do you hear me? You MUST kill me!" "I will, Mistress. I won't let them take you alive," said Anteros, his voice revealing that the thought of killing Loja distressed him. "Then come with me," she said as she walked toward the meadow. Anteros followed and she looked over her shoulder and gave him a disapproving glance. Then he remembered that she said to walk beside her, but not too close. He moved into position. When they entered the clearing he could see four men that were already half way across the meadow. They were walking in a line with about fifty paces between each man. "They don't look like bandits. They look like soldiers. This isn't good," said Loja. "Don't touch your weapons unless I order you or we are attacked. We are outnumbered and I'm going to try to bluff them into leaving. We want to avoid a fight." Loja raised both hands above her head and waved her arms. One of the intruders spotted her, raised an arm and shouted a command. The warriors moved cautiously toward them. As they came closer Anteros could see that they were wearing identical armor. It was leather with metal plates riveted to it. Their helmets were metallic also. Each man was armed with a long sword, which was still sheathed. The one that appeared to be the leader waved his hand and more soldiers came out of the trees, advancing toward them. The four in the lead started to move in a semi-circle around them, still fifty paces away. "Those are uniforms. They are soldiers, not slave traders. Be prepared to draw your sword and kill anyone you can on my order. If I retreat, you retreat. The leaders have no bows and their armor is heavy so we can outrun them. Is that clear, Anteros?" asked Loja. "Yes, Mistress," he answered. Loja was comforted by the strength of his voice. It didn't waver. He was probably frightened but she couldn't hear it in his voice. This made her confident that he would stand by her if they had to fight. She shouted at the leader, "Halt! Tell your men to come no closer!" He was close enough now that Anteros could see him smirk at a woman giving him orders. The soldiers continued to advance. "Bow," was all she said to Anteros. He was only a second behind her in pulling his bow from its pouch and nocking an arrow. She aimed it at the leader's face and Anteros knew to aim for his legs. An experienced warrior may be able to avoid one of the arrows but only a very lucky one could avoid both. The leader raised his hand and his troops stopped. Loja and Anteros held on to their bows and arrows but released the tension and pointed them toward the ground. They knew they could draw and fire before the warriors took more than two steps toward them. "You are on Amazon land, Warrior. What is your business here?" she demanded in the language of Atlantis. She tried to sound arrogantly confident. "We are simply here to trade, Woman," he replied. "There is no need threaten me with your weapons." The soldier sounded confident as well, but since he had at least thirty men with him and he saw only one boy and a woman. He wasn't intimidated. "If you wish to trade go back to the road. Go north until you find the road leading west to our city. There will be merchants there you can trade with," she said. The warrior laughed; as did his soldiers that were close enough to hear them. "I don't think so. They don't trade the goods we are after." "Then be gone. We don't allow foreign men on our land," Loja said sternly. "I think we will go where we please, Woman. You and the boy can't stop us and we have business to attend to," he snarled back. Loja glared at him and tightened her grip on her bow. "And what business is that?" The warrior laughed again. "Very well, Wench. Since you are part of our business I will tell you. Our queen sent us to capture a new slave for her. That boy will do nicely for her and you will do nicely for me. I'm looking forward to seeing what you are hiding under that armor." Loja's face turned red with anger. If the odds weren't so against them she would have killed him on the spot. Since she was bluffing and trying to delay long enough for reinforcements to arrive, she had to stall. Killing him may bring the rest of them down on her and Anteros. "Foolish words since you don't know how many warriors we have concealed in the trees, you pile of dung," she spat back. Now the soldier's face was twisted in anger. Only the queen and a few of her aides would dare talk to a man like that where he came from, especially a captain of the queen's army. He would make her pay. After he satisfied himself with her he would give her to his men. They'd enjoy her until she died. "Drop your weapons and surrender. If you don't I will make sure that you are tortured before we take you back," he said. He actually intended to take the boy back unharmed if possible. The woman was of no interest to the queen and he could do as he wished with her. He was lying and Loja knew it. She'd be tortured and raped by all of the soldiers if she lived long enough. "Leave now or die, Pig," she snapped. Suddenly the four soldiers rushed them. Loja and Anteros both fired at the soldier nearest to them. Loja's arrow struck her target in the face and killed him instantly. Anteros aimed lower and put and arrow through his target's leg just above the knee. The man went down screaming in pain. "Run!" ordered Loja as all of the visible soldiers rushed at them. Anteros was quick to comply. He was a little faster than Loja but ran shoulder to shoulder with her. He looked over his shoulder and saw that they were putting some distance between them and their assailants. It was a costly mistake. Anteros tripped and fell. Loja stopped immediately, turned and fired at the closest man. Since he was moving and some distance away she elected to fire at his legs. She didn't know if her arrow would penetrate his armor and a headshot was difficult on a moving man at this range. The man went down hard. The leader stayed back and the three closest men were dead or disabled. The rest of the soldiers were moving toward them at a fast run. Some of them were wearing light armor and had advanced quickly. Anteros was still on the ground. Loja wasn't sure if he was getting up. He heard Loja shout at him. "Get up now, Anteros!" He looked up and the sight caused a chill to run up his spine. She was aiming an arrow at him. There was no hint of doubt in what she was doing. If he couldn't get up, she was ready to kill him. From that range she could drive an arrow through his armor into his heart. Anteros scrambled to his feet and picked up his bow. He took a quick glance over his shoulder before he started to run. He didn't make the mistake of looking back once he was at full stride. When they were fifty paces from the trees he heard the welcome sound of the Amazon bowstrings being released. The arrows whistled over him and he heard cries of pain behind him as they reached their targets. By the time he reached the trees the Amazons had fired three more volleys. Each time he heard grunts, thuds, and screams. Amazons were deadly accurate archers, especially from such short range. He saw Loja turn and pull an arrow from her quiver. Anteros did the same. It was the lightly armored soldiers that were close. Anteros fired an arrow directly at the center of one soldier's chest. His arrow penetrated the armor but didn't kill the man outright. The wounded man dropped to his knees, grasping the arrow. His face was contorted in pain. Anteros didn't know if the arrow penetrated far enough to eventually prove fatal, but that man was now out of the fight. Loja shouted, "Skirmish!" The women in the trees descended rapidly. They knew exactly what to do when Loja gave the command to skirmish. They would run while knocking an arrow, turn and fire, and then knock another arrow as they ran away. Fortunately the lightly armored soldiers were backing away. The arrows had dampened their spirit. Now that Anteros had time to take a good look he could see that there were far more than thirty of the enemy. There was nearly that many on the ground, dead or wounded. Behind them were at least a hundred more. Some in light armor, some in heavy armor, but all dressed in black. There were archers too but they weren't yet in range. The most striking thing about the invaders was that one at the rear. She was on a horse and wearing gleaming bronze armor that immediately drew his eye. He could just make out her long red hair and enough of her shape to know she was female. He couldn't look at her long. Loja was giving orders. The band of Amazons ran through the forest as fast as they could for nearly a mile and set up an ambush. They couldn't defeat so many enemies but they could slow them down. It was half an hour before they saw the first of the enemy come into view. There were about thirty archers and light armored soldiers spread out among the trees. The passed right by Gabrale, concealed high in a tree. She signaled Loja that there were no more enemies in sight. Loja knew that the enemy commander was either setting a trap or had made a foolish error. Gabrale scanned ahead for any more soldiers. She couldn't see or hear any. She signaled Loja. Loja signaled back. Hand signals traveled from Amazon to Amazon. They were to prepare their bows and be prepared for a hand to hand battle with anyone that survived the arrows. When the Amazons heard Loja's bowstring release, they all fired at the archer closest to them. Nine archers fell mortally wounded. Their light armor was of little use at this short range. Anteros struck one man directly in the heart and was certain that he'd killed his first enemy today. The one surviving archer fired blindly into a thicket, missing an Amazon warrior by a few inches. The other soldiers, being well trained, did exactly what they should do. They drew ran directly toward the source of the arrows. Running away would simply allow the Amazons to fire another volley. The only chance they had was to get too close for them to use their bows. Eight more soldiers fell. Anteros had not fired a second arrow but had dropped his bow and drew his sword. Gabrale descended from the tree knowing that she couldn't fire another arrow before the hand to hand combat started. As she swung down, she screamed, causing many of the enemy soldiers to look back momentarily. Two of them turned and ran toward her. The soldiers had made an error. In the second that they looked back the Amazons leapt from the shrubbery that concealed them and immediately put the soldiers on the defensive. The first man to Anteros held his sword high and screamed loudly. Anteros knew from his training that this was a common tactic to frighten an enemy. Anteros stepped forward and slightly away from the screaming soldier and nearly cut him in half with a single powerful stroke of his sword. The sword cut through the light leather armor like it wasn't there. Anteros knew he should hold the line with the others, but Gabrale was holding off two attackers with her spear. He dashed through the line, taking the two soldiers he passed between, completely by surprise. It was such a foolish thing to do that he himself didn't understand what possessed him to do it. It was a miracle that he wasn't killed on the spot. One step past the soldiers that were now both turning toward him, Anteros quickly stepped right and pivoted 180 degrees. His sword cut neatly through the armor, spine and kidneys of his enemy. The man fell dead without a sound. He wasn't alive long enough to feel any pain. The second soldier didn't hesitate to attack. Anteros blocked one blow and then another. This soldier was quick and no longer off balance. He swung his sword again and as he did he kicked Anteros in the midsection. Anteros blocked the sword but winced from the pain of the kick. The soldier tried the same tactic, this time trying a roundhouse kick. Anteros dodged the sword and blocked the soldier's leg with his slashing sword. The soldier went down, alive, but unable to stand and bleeding profusely. Anteros ran to help Gabrale who was becoming exhausted fending off the two soldiers. If she wasn't exceptionally good with her spear she would already be dead. The soldiers heard him coming and one turned to meet him. Their swords clashed as Anteros kept running right into the soldier's body knocking him to the ground. Anteros swung his sword to his right as he ran, cutting deeply into the other soldier's arm. This gave Gabrale an easy opportunity to finish him and she did with a powerful thrust into his chest. Seeing that the battle was over, she immediately placed the finely honed blade of her spear on the other soldier's chest and ordered him to stay down. He did as he was told because to disobey would mean immediate execution. Anteros turned to return to the other Amazons but there was no need. The Amazons were all standing. The man whose leg he'd crippled was still down and disarmed. He was holding his wound tightly to slow the bleeding. Anteros knew the wounded man was already as good as dead. Loja might spare one man to tell the tale, but the crippled man wouldn't make it back. Loja wanted information and she had two prisoners. If any of the other soldiers were still alive they were too badly wounded to regain consciousness. She would use the wounded prisoner to intimidate the one that Gabrale was holding. "What is your name?" she asked him calmly. "Go to Hades!" was his short and simple reply. Loja glared at him and retained her calm demeanor, "Very well, I don't really care what your name is anyway. What I really want to know is why you are here." The soldier said nothing. Loja sighed, "I guess you are determined to make this difficult. I'll ask you one more question. If you refuse to answer I won't trouble myself by asking another. Who is your leader?" "I'll bet you are a good fuck," was his foolish reply. Loja quickly plunged her sword into his heart. Loja approached the other prisoner while wiping blood from her blade. "Perhaps you know the proper way to address a woman. Do you?" "Yes, Mistress!" exclaimed the soldier, anxious to stay alive. "Then answer my questions if you value your life." "General Leofric sent us to collect slaves," he quickly answered. Loja didn't understand this. Soldiers were known to take slaves, but in Amazon territory? Why risk being killed when there were so many hapless villagers to take? "Why here? Don't you know that you are in Amazon territory?" "Yes, Mistress, the general said that he would pay a handsome bounty for any Amazon slaves we captured. He offered each man 20 pieces of silver if we were able to capture an Amazon male." "Tell me more," Loja insisted. "Please, Mistress, I don't know any more." "How many troops are here?" "We are 200 in number." "Not anymore," laughed Loja. "Look around you. How many dead soldiers do you see? How many dead Amazons do you see?" The prostrate soldier swallowed hard and said nothing. He knew that twenty-nine of his comrades had been slaughtered by eight women and one man. "Still counting, fool?" asked Loja. "There are nine of us and we just killed three times our number. I don't know how many we killed in the meadow but I'll bet there were at least twenty. So nine Amazons have killed about fifty of you and we still haven't suffered a casualty. Who was the woman with you?" "There is no woman with us." "You still have a chance to leave here with your manhood, soldier," said Loja as she poked the end of her sword into the man's groin. "Would you care to reconsider your answer?" The soldier was sweating profusely despite the moderate temperature. "That is Morrigan. She is the daughter of the general. If she finds out I told you she'll torture me to death!" "I have no plan to tell her anything, but I will kill her if I see her on Amazon land again. The same goes for you. I am only going to let you live so you can tell your general that we will show no mercy. Any other invaders we see will be killed and their bodies will be left for the animals." "Thank you, Mistress!" exclaimed the soldier. An Amazon drove the butt of her spear into the soldier's right hand, crushing it on the ground. The soldier screamed in pain and grasped his injured hand. Two of his fingers were broken. "That will insure that you will not fight us again today, or for several weeks. Return here and die. Now go!" Loja said sternly. The man rapidly rose to his feet and started running back toward the meadow. "Well go another two hundred paces and set up another ambush," Loja said to her troops. Loja selected another spot for an ambush and showed Anteros where she wanted him hidden. She didn't bother telling the others what to do. They were experienced and knew what was required. They waited for hours but there was no sign of the enemy. The first troops they saw were Amazon and approaching from the rear. It was their reinforcements. Although Loja could see only a dozen, she knew there were hundreds in the forest. They would advance slowly in case the invaders had set up their own ambush. There were also Amazons moving rapidly and a wide path around the meadow. The object was to encircle the invaders. If the invaders were still in Amazon territory and met up with the main force, they would experience heavy casualties if they ran. They'd run into a barrage of arrows from the front and rear. The Amazons wanted the invaders gone. Driving them out would be acceptable but killing them would be better. Dead soldiers never came back. Loja and her platoon stayed at the edge of the meadow where they'd first encountered the invaders. The foreigners had picked up their dead but the blood trails on the ground told the story of the battle. The rest of the Amazon column advanced two miles past the edge of the meadow. They found nothing but tracks. Three platoons were sent on to insure that the invaders had left Amazon territory. Ten platoons camped around the perimeter of the meadow and the rest went back to the city. Loja's unit talked quietly and ate their meager rations. Two at a time they went to a nearby stream to bathe. One would bathe while the other kept watch. Anteros and his shadow, Gabrale, were the last two to bathe. Anteros had some difficulty maintaining his concentration on his duty while Gabrale bathed nearby. His first real battle had frightened him at first but once it was over he was exhilarated. He was feeling a great deal of lust. Anteros did not know that this was something which many warriors felt just after they've survived a battle. When Gabrale finished she didn't dress but came to him completely naked. "Go clean yourself, Anteros. I will keep watch," she said as she picked up her spear. Seeing Gabrale's nakedness in his already aroused state was more than he could stand. His penis hardened immediately. Unable to reach full erection under his trousers, it was painful. Something about a naked woman holding a spear was even more arousing to him. He disrobed with his back facing her. This was no place to show off his erection. Sitting in the cool water of the stream solved the problem immediately. He shriveled to the size of a young boy. Serving the Amazons Ch. 09 Gabrale looked around when heard him emerging from the softly gurgling stream. "Pick up your things and cross the stream, Anteros. I'll follow," she said. "Mistress?" he asked as he was picking up his possessions. Gabrale glared at him and asked, "Are you questioning my order?" "No, Mistress. I'm sorry, Mistress," he stammered as he reversed his direction and crossed the stream. His thoughts were on her lovely, naked form and on the earlier battle but not on following orders like a soldier. She snapped him back to reality with her words. He walked forward as instructed and looked over his shoulder to see her smiling as she followed. "Keep going. I'll let you know when to stop. I'm enjoying the view," she laughed. Gabrale had occasionally wondered how Anteros would perform as a lover. Good or not the sight of him naked with his broad shoulders, muscular back, tight buttocks and strong legs, excited her greatly. She was also feeling the lust that overtakes a warrior after a fierce battle. They traveled another fifty paces before she told him to stop and drop his gear. She dropped her gear right next to his. She was close enough that he could feel the warmth of her body in the cool evening air. One of her hard, pink nipples touched his shoulder. "You fought well today, Anteros. The others couldn't see but I did. I saw you kill two men and disable two others. That was a deed more than worthy of even a veteran warrior. I told Loja of your bravery and skill. Since you rushed to save me she left it for me to reward you." Gabrale punctuated her last statement by putting her arms around him and giving him a long and lusty kiss. "Forgive me, Mistress, but is this proper?" asked Anteros. "I have an appointment with another lady tonight." "We aren't returning tonight, Anteros," answered Gabrale as she kissed his neck. "We are staying in the forest until we receive orders to return. We can't leave until we are sure the threat is over." "So I am to pleasure you tonight, Mistress?" he asked. She kissed his throat and dropped one hand to his manhood as she replied, "You may, but I am going to pleasure you first. It feels like you need to be warmed a bit before I can pleasure you." Anteros relaxed and put his arms around Gabrale and returned her passionate kisses. She stimulated him with her hand, warming his genitals and causing his penis to grow in size again to that of a man. She took one of his hands and lowered it to her breast. It was heavenly to touch as was every woman's breast that Anteros had the opportunity to feel. Gabrale's breast was medium sized, firm and cold to the touch but soon warmed under his hand. He dropped his other hand to her firm but feminine buttocks and squeezed gently. Gabrale whispered, "Just stand there, Anteros. Let me pleasure you," and slowly kissed her way down his chest to his fully erect penis, never releasing it from her hand. She licked all around the head causing it to swell even more. She cupped his testicles in her other hand and massaged them as she took his erection deep in her mouth. She sucked him deeply, trying to pull the semen from him. Anteros gasped for air. Gabrale encircled the top of his scrotum with her thumb and finger and stretched his scrotum downward, holding it there only for a second before allowing his balls to pull back up. She repeated this a dozen times or more. Anteros moaned in pleasure. She was bringing him slowly toward a powerful orgasm. His knees weakened and he stumbled. "Grasp that branch above your head, Anteros. It will help you to maintain your balance," Gabrale instructed. "Yes, Mistress," he gasped as he obeyed. "Now spread your legs a little further. That's good. Now I'm not going to stop you from climaxing. You don't need to warn me but the longer you delay it the better it will feel." She stroked his shaft with both hands as she nibbled and sucked on his swelling testicles. When his testicles pulled up close to his body she sucked his penis back into her mouth and sucked hard. She moved her head and hands rapidly, determined to bring him to orgasm in a few seconds. Anteros groaned softly but maintained his self control. He could release his seed at any moment but willed himself not to. Gabrale's mouth felt so wonderful that he wanted to savor it for as long as he could. He held out for several minutes, much to the astonishment of Gabrale. Gabrale took one of her hands off of Anteros' penis and used it to give his testicles a squeeze. She felt his penis twitch with excitement so she squeezed again, a little harder and again, harder still. Anteros was hers. His penis erupted with a hot rope of semen. Gabrale kept sucking, stroking and squeezing his now tender testicles. Each new squeeze brought another gush of semen forth, each one a bit smaller than the prior. Gabrale swallowed it all, now knowing that Anteros was indeed the warrior they'd hoped he would be. He was a powerful warrior and she wanted as much as she could get. Finally his organ softened. "Did you enjoy your reward, Anteros?" she asked with a smile. "Yes, Mistress, it was wonderful," he replied sincerely and enthusiastically. "Now that you've been rewarded it is time for you to pleasure your mistress." "It will be my honor, Mistress Gabrale. How may I pleasure you?" Gabrale moved to her pack, removed a light blanket and spread it on the ground. She relaxed, flat on her back and said, "Use your imagination." Anteros straddled her hips and placed a hand on either side of her head. He kissed her lightly on the lips and then deeply. He tasted his own salty flavor on her tongue as he felt Gabrale's hand on his testicles, encouraging him. He enjoyed the touch of her hand so much that he lingered on kissing her face, ears and neck for several minutes. His penis was starting to grow again and he moved down her chest to her lovely breasts. Her nipples were already hard when he started exploring them with his mouth and hand. He dismounted and moved to one side of her so he could use his mouth on one breast, his hand on the other and use his other hand to stroke her flat stomach, flaring hips and shapely thighs. He made no attempt to touch her sex. He knew that most women preferred to be teased for some time before reaching their sexual center. He did run his fingers lightly across her smooth pubic mound and even touched her smooth nether lips but was careful to avoid her now wet slit. He kissed and licked his way across her firm belly and spent a great deal of time savoring the scent and taste of the smooth mound above her sex as he caressed her thighs with one hand and her breasts with the other. He kissed around her very wet slit and used his tongue on her now wide spread inner thighs. Gabrale could stand no more of his teasing. She grasped his head in both hands and pulled his mouth where she wanted it to be. Anteros wasted no time in tasting her which he'd been longing to do. He was already fully erect again. Giving a woman pleasure orally was something that stimulated him a great deal. He adored the scent, texture and taste of a woman's most private parts. It only took Gabrale a minute to reach a shuddering climax. She was nearly there when his tongue first entered her. Once his tongue touched her clitoris her body stiffened, she stifled a scream and raised her hips up to meet his willing mouth. Anteros nibbled at her outer lips, once her orgasm passed, waiting for a signal from her. He would perform any sexual favor that was asked of him and do it with delight. He was in no hurry to stop performing his oral attention to her. He enjoyed it on every woman he'd been with but there was something extraordinarily enticing about Gabrale. "I want you inside of me now, Anteros," she moaned. Anteros moved his hips between her legs. Gabrale guided his swollen organ into her. Anteros moved slowly, not wishing to hurt her. Several women had told him his penis was unusually thick and that they needed a few moments to accommodate him. A minute later he was fully inside of her and grinding his hips to stimulate her clitoris with his pubic mound. Gabrale was obviously enjoying it immensely. "Thrust in and out now. Long, slow strokes. No... slower still. That's good," she coached. Anteros looked deep into Gabrale's blue eyes. Her face was framed by relatively short and light blonde hair. She smiled at him. For some reason this excited him even more. He felt an orgasm coming. Gabrale sensed his approaching orgasm too. "Stop, Anteros. It isn't time for you to cum yet." Her use of the less polite "cum" excited him even more but he was able to contain his orgasm by stopping all motion. "Good boy," she said. Calling him "boy" as a pet name rather than to denigrate him was not impolite and he took it as a sign of affection, not an insult. "Are you ready to continue, Anteros?" "Not yet, Mistress, I'll ejaculate if I start again so soon." "So you are just a stroke or two from orgasm? I'll bet that is frustrating. Does this help?" she asked as she reached down and fondled his anxious testicles. Anteros groaned, "No, that isn't helping me control myself, Mistress." "Then you'd better not move. You don't want to displease me by cumming too soon." She continued stroking, tickling and squeezing his testicles. Anteros could only groan and remain motionless. His penis throbbed and felt like there was an itch on the inside. The only thing that could alleviate that itch was releasing a big load of semen. He knew if he just pulled out and pushed in one time he'd lose control. He hoped that she would grind her hips into him because that may even cause him to have an orgasm against his will. She continued playing with him and said, "Your balls are big and heavy, Anteros. They feel SO good in my hand. I can't wait to get them in my mouth again." Gabrale's frank language coupled with the stimulation of his testicles was driving him over the edge. "I can't hold back, Mistress!" he exclaimed. "Are you going to cum?" she asked, never slowing her assault on his balls. "I'm going to ejaculate, Mistress," he sighed. "Say you are going to cum," she commanded. "I'm going to cum, Mistress, I can't stop it!" "Good boy, Anteros," she said as she released her grip on his scrotum. "You're not going to cum yet. Just hold still now." Anteros obeyed, buried inside her, his firm pubic mound nestled against her soft, pouting outer lips. Gabrale moaned and squeezed his erection with her vaginal muscles. He remained rock hard and on the edge of climax. Gabrale's movements were stimulating to him, but not enough to make him ejaculate. He started to withdraw slowly to increase his own pleasure. Gabrale quickly grabbed his buttocks and held him tight against her. "Not yet, Anteros, I'm enjoying this too much. Kiss me and touch my breasts." Anteros complied. It was pleasant duty to kiss Gabrale. Their tongues danced together as if they'd practiced for years. It was equally as pleasant to fondle her breasts with his hands and to lightly pinch her hard nipples. However, it was torture to feel his penis engulfed in her warm opening and not be able to move and reach climax. His testicles were starting to ache from the frustration of not being able to release their considerable load. After several minutes of this sweet torture Gabrale said, "You may move, Anteros, but you may not climax." Anteros was happy to obey and started thrusting, too rapidly for Gabrale's taste. "Slow down! Slow and easy is what I want. Good! Long, slow strokes like that." He kept this up for several more minutes. It seemed like an eternity. He was getting closer and closer to climax and could ejaculate within seconds of her giving him permission. He held back as he was trained to do. Gabrale moaned and cooed softly. She was having a wonderful time. Then she reached back and tickled his bloated testicles and heard Anteros gasp. "Pull out until you regain control, Anteros" she commanded. Anteros did and she could see his swollen penis, just a stroke or two away from exploding, twitching in the cool evening air. "Why don't you use your hands to pleasure me until you've got full control of yourself again?" she suggested. She watched as he sat back on his heels and used his powerful hand ever so gently to spread her juices over her silky smooth labia. Gabrale moved her back and to the side allowing her to reach his scrotum with her foot. Even with her foot she could feel how swollen his testicles were. She was careful not to cause him any pain. Anteros now used both hands to stimulate her. Gabrale moved her legs wide apart and closed her eyes. Anteros explored every crevice of her sex with his gentle fingers. She felt him shift his position and kiss her pubic mound two inches above her engorged clitoris. She had not commanded him to use his mouth but she certainly had no objection. She let out a little squeal when his tongue touched the hood of her clitoris. Since she didn't object, Anteros licked her earnestly. It took less than a minute to bring her to an orgasm so intense that she started to hyperventilate from the effort of holding her voice down. After her climax subsided she instructed him to straddle her face so she could reciprocate for some of the pleasure he was giving her. He licked her sex as she stroked his shaft with her hands and licked his smooth scrotum. She maneuvered into a position that allowed her to take his penis deep in her mouth. She squeezed his testicles with both hands bringing him quickly toward orgasm. Anteros briefly stopped licking her sex, as she pleasured him, only to tell her that he was going to cum. He warned her once more as his orgasm was seconds away and he was no longer capable of holding back. Gabrale ignored his words and sucked him even harder. When she felt his hot load hit the back of her throat it triggered another orgasm for her. She sucked him until she felt him go limp in her mouth. "I trust you enjoyed your reward, Anteros." "Very much, Mistress Gabrale." They quickly washed themselves in the stream and returned to their unit. Loja gave them a knowing smile. The others noticed they'd been gone much longer than necessary to bathe, but only Loja knew what Gabrale was going to do. The night passed slowly. The Amazons took turns sleeping but Anteros didn't sleep well. Dreams of battle kept going through his mind. In the morning two fresh platoons arrived to relieve them. The three scout platoons had returned and confirmed that the enemy had left their territory. The Amazons that spent the night broke camp and headed back to the city. Anteros noticed that Gabrale was no longer staying close to him. She was at the lead talking to Loja. The other members of his unit actually smiled and nodded at him. He'd finally earned their respect. He was still the junior member of the unit, but no longer an unknown commodity. They knew he had the skills for battle and now they knew he had the courage too. He was no longer the boy that they had to take care of, but the man that added strength to their unit. He'd been lucky, very lucky. Or perhaps the gods that he didn't really believe in were protecting him. He'd seen his first battle and survived it without a scratch. None of his comrades had been killed or seriously wounded. This was not how battles usually went, especially when outnumbered. A slight change in events could easily have resulted in the death of all of the Amazons. Anteros, innocent to the ways of war, didn't realize how fortunate he'd been. His heart was soaring with the memory of his first battle and his first kill. Other thoughts would have consumed him if some of the Amazons had been maimed or killed. His comrades knew well that they'd been lucky. Those that normally didn't pray were saying silent prayers of thanks to the gods as they walked back to the city. Serving the Amazons Ch. 10 Anteros was enjoying the change in his social status that came with being a proven warrior. Although he'd only been in one battle, the fact that he killed at least two enemies and likely saved the life of his unit's sub-commander, elevated his standing considerably. Men and women he didn't know congratulated him. Loja, after giving him another lecture about skill versus luck, promoted him. She stressed that it wasn't her choice to promote him but she was obligated to follow military tradition. Having killed his first enemy in battle, his promotion was automatic. He was still the lowest rank in his unit but the extra silver coin he would get each month was welcome. The Amazon military was on high alert. For nearly more than a month, units would stay on patrol for several days straight. They would return to the city, resupply and immediately return to their patrol. Amazon civilians that were still able to fight were joining the patrols to increase their numbers. Incursions by innocent trespassers and bandits were not uncommon and were no cause for alarm. The innocent were ignored or sent on their way depending on their route. If they were not on a path toward the city, a patrol would simply keep an eye on them to see that they passed through. If they headed toward the city they would be confronted and directed out of Amazon territory. Rarely did innocent trespassers resist. Bandits were another matter. The Amazons had no fondness for those who would murder, steal, rape, and take slaves. If they were foolish or unlucky enough to be found in Amazon territory, there was no warning. The Amazons would ambush them and kill as many as possible. It was common knowledge that bandits were considered fair game in Amazon territory, and bandits seldom risked entering. The recent incursion alarmed the Amazons. The intruders weren't bandits but soldiers. It had been generations since enemy soldiers had invaded Amazon territory. After weeks of increased patrols and no sign of the enemy soldiers, the high alert was lifted. It was assumed that the enemy had only been testing the strength of the Amazon defenses. After the decisive Amazon victory, it was hoped that this enemy had learned that the price of intruding on the Amazons was too high. Anteros was glad to hear that after a full month he would finally get a day off. He hadn't seen Lorissa in all that time. Although he'd had the opportunity to be intimate with all of the other members of his unit, it wasn't nearly as relaxing or pleasurable as spending time in the bed of a woman that wasn't listening for the snap of a twig or looking over her shoulder for a hidden enemy. Although his comrades each took their turn in seeing that he ejaculated once daily, it was rushed and their minds were elsewhere. Anteros knew that Amazon men were expected to ejaculate at least once every day and that failure to do so could actually cause pain. He was feeling some pain despite his daily relief. When he arrived at the men's barracks he saw that he was not alone in his fatigue. All of the cots were occupied and many were sleeping on the floor. Anteros threw his gear on the floor and was soon sleeping also. Anteros woke to the sound of a female voice. "Everyone wake up!" It was Mistress Lien's assistant, Kyra. She was in the men's barracks. That wasn't forbidden, but highly unusual. The women usually didn't intrude on the men's one sanctuary. "I'm sorry for intruding on your domain, but evening is near and you all have duties to perform. There are women waiting to welcome home their brave soldiers. Please come to me and I will give you the name of your mistress for the night." The men started to rise and formed a line in front of Kyra. She read each man's assignment from a long list. She looked and smelled delicious in her low cut, shear, white frock. She was wearing jewelry and perfume. The warriors in the field didn't use either. It was nice to see a woman making an effort to look her best again. Anteros started wishing that it was Kyra he would serve tonight. "Welcome back, Anteros," said Kyra with a bright smile. "Your mistress tonight is Vesta." "Miss Kyra, I don't know her. Where may I find her?" Kyra quickly scanned down her list then glanced at a man that already had his assignment. "Crius, will you kindly direct Anteros to the home of Vesta?" "With pleasure, Miss," he answered with a respectful nod of his head. Crius waved his hand to summon Anteros closer and said, "Don't dawdle, Boy. Come with me." Anteros had to walk quickly to keep up with Crius as he walked out the door. Anteros estimated that Crius was fifteen to twenty years older than he was. He remained silent and said nothing to the older man. Crius clearly outranked him both social standing and in military rank. If Crius wanted him to speak, he would initiate the conversation. "I don't mean to seem rude, Anteros, but I must keep my reputation," Crius said with a chuckle. "What reputation is that, Sir?" "Of being surly to novice warriors! Surely you don't expect me to treat you as a real warrior?" Anteros felt he must defend himself and offered, "Sir, I killed several enemies in my first battle." Crius laughed. "Everyone knows that but you've been in only one battle. You'll be a real warrior when you've survived a score of battles and killed a dozen enemies." Anteros said nothing. He couldn't compare his exploits to that of a warrior that had been serving for at least 10 years. Crius didn't really want to demean Anteros. He was simply doing some good natured taunting. He saw that Anteros didn't understand this and decided to change the subject. "So you are serving Vesta tonight?" Crius asked, knowing full well that he was. "Yes, Sir." "You will like her. She is a very nice woman." "Can you tell me about her, Sir?" Anteros, inquired. He got no answer so he added, "Please?" "As I said, she is a very nice woman. What else can I say?" "Anything you can tell me would be appreciated, Sir." "So you crave my conversation, do you Anteros?" chuckled Crius. "Yes, Sir, I suppose I do." "Anteros, you know I can't go into intimate details but Vesta is one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. She is much older than you, but aren't they all?" Crius was now laughing heartily. "She is another accomplished warrior that became a merchant when her age made it difficult to keep up with the young. She still practices every day and is one of the fittest retired warriors you will ever see. Her body is as toned as that of a 20 year old." Anteros was grateful for this information and thanked Crius for it. It had been some time since he'd had the pleasure of serving an older woman. He thought of his night with Ninsala. She was much older than he but he'd thoroughly enjoyed making love to her. As he became lost in that memory his penis started to grow. Crius interrupted his thought saying, "Anteros, this is where I am staying so I'll say good night. You need to go to the fourth house on the opposite side of this street. It is the only one made of stone." "Thank you, Sir. Good night to you." Crius smiled. "I will have a good night, Anteros, and I'm sure you will too. Now on your way," he said as he knocked on the door. Anteros walked to the only stone house in sight and knocked on the door. A beautiful young woman opened it. She was had long, straight, blonde hair. She was rather short for an Amazon woman and slight of build. She looked even younger than Anteros. He was surprised and thought that Crius had played a trick on him. "Good evening, Anteros," she said with a brilliant smile. "Welcome. Please put your bag in the corner and come into the kitchen." "Good evening, Mistress." The woman giggled as if his greeting was a joke. Anteros put his bag where she pointed and followed her into the next room. This was obviously the house of a wealthy woman. Most Amazon houses had only one room. This one apparently had several. He wondered how one so young could have such an extravagant home. As he was following her he admired her shapely legs and bottom through the translucent fabric of her simple gown. Her shape was revealed by the firelight in the next room. His penis started to swell. There were three plates on the table and a pot sitting in the center. "My mother will be joining us shortly." Anteros finally realized what was going on. This girl wasn't his mistress tonight, her mother was. "She has already joined you," said a voice from behind him. Anteros turned and bowed his head, "Anteros, at your service, Mistress." Vesta smiled, "Such a polite young man. I like that!" She changed to a more serious tone. "I don't like the way you were looking so lustfully at my daughter. You may have the pleasure of serving her in time, but despite her womanly figure, she is too young." Anteros bowed his head again, "My apologies, Mistress. I've been on patrol for a month and I fear my judgment had been clouded. Now that you've entered the room I can see that it will be many years before your daughter can match your beauty." "He's handsome and a diplomat as well. I'm looking forward to seeing what else you are good at but now, let me offer you a meal. I assure you it is better than field rations." The three of them sat down to a delicious stew and talked of the recent enemy attack. The conversation turned to other subjects as time went by. Anteros was sad to hear that Vesta's oldest daughter was killed defending a trading party two years ago. There were tears in her eyes when she told the story. Her younger daughter, Trisha's eyes were moist as well. He listened intently without comment until her story was done. To an Amazon the best way to honor a dead warrior was to tell others of their bravery. When Vesta finished her story, Anteros commented that he was honored to hear the tale of such a brave warrior. This was the customary acknowledgement to such tales and anything less would be an insult. Vesta dried her eyes, smiled and then switched the subject to her younger daughter. "Trisha is a mystery to me. The gods sometimes create a child that doesn't resemble either of her parents. She has her father's blue eyes but beyond that there is little to prove that she is my child. I'm a head taller than she is and her father is taller than me. He is broad and muscular. Trisha is slightly built and her father and I are both strong limbed." Trisha didn't look happy at her mother. Anteros was uncomfortable with the subject matter and attempted to make Trisha feel better. "She has your beauty, Mistress. Her smile looks like yours." Trisha enjoyed hearing that. She flashed Anteros a big smile then averted her eyes, staring down into her bowl. Vesta noticed this and said, "She likes you, Anteros. Perhaps I will request you for her as a gift on her next birthday." Trisha glanced at her mother with a shocked expression. She couldn't believe her mother said that. To make things worse, she liked the idea of Anteros being her first lover. She blushed and her cheeks turned bright pink. "It would be my honor, Mistress," Anteros stammered. He too was embarrassed at Vesta's choice of words in front of her daughter. "We'll see about that but first I must tell you that I am very proud of Trisha's accomplishments as a scholar and a warrior. She may not ever be a warrior that men will fear when she draws her sword, but when it comes to shooting a bow from horseback, she is amazing!" Vesta boasted. Trisha looked up from her bowl and smiled, happy to hear a compliment from her mother. It was difficult for her always trying to live up to the standard that her heroic sister had set. "Thank you, Mother," she said sincerely. "There is no need to thank me for boasting about you, Trisha. I only speak the truth. Don't ever doubt that I am very proud of you." Vesta was aware of Trisha's emotions on this issue and was determined to let her know that she was loved. Anteros added, "So you've found a way to turn your size into an advantage. A horse is faster and more nimble with a smaller rider." "It seems to be the way I can best serve as a soldier," said Trisha. "I feel exhilarated when I ride and I love shooting arrows from horseback." Vesta couldn't help but boast some more, not to prop up Trisha's emotions but just because she was such a proud mother. "She's incredibly accurate, Anteros. You should see her shoot some time. She may be small but you wouldn't think so if you saw her mounted on a galloping horse and riding at you with her spear leveled at your chest." "She'd undoubtedly kill me. I'd be so busy admiring the beautiful warrior charging me; I'd probably forget to defend myself." This caused both of the women to laugh. Anteros could tell by Trisha's expression that she enjoyed the compliment as well. After their meal was over, Vesta took Anteros' hand and led him to her chamber. "I hope you are not disappointed that I am not young, Anteros." "Not at all, Mistress. You are very beautiful." In fact, Vesta was beautiful. Crius had not exaggerated. Her strikingly pretty face was framed by light brown hair. Her skin was tanned and smooth. There were just a few lines in the corners of her eyes that gave away that she was probably 30 years his senior. Vesta was tall, large breasted and had larger hips than her daughter, but she was obviously toned and fit. "I promise that I will make you glad you are here tonight. You are a soldier that spent the last month defending our city, night and day. Well tonight you shall be rewarded." Vesta pulled him to her, put her arms around him and kissed him gently on the lips. Anteros returned her embrace and her kiss. Vesta continued to kiss him for several minutes, starting slowly and working up to deep open mouthed kisses. Anteros was excited by her touch and sweet scent. "You are a surprisingly good kisser for one so young," she said. "I can feel that you do find me attractive," she said as she stroked his erection through the fabric of his garment. Vesta undressed him and guided him with her hands. She turned him around and directed him to her bed. Once he was sitting she said, "Face down and relax." Anteros did as he was told, pausing briefly to adjust his erection as he lay down. Vesta started rubbing his neck and shoulders. It felt delightful. He didn't see where it came from but she had put warm oil on his back and massaged it in. His erection became even harder when she reached his buttocks. She spoke softly to him through the entire massage, telling him how strong and sexy his body was and how she appreciated his dedication to protecting the Amazons. With strong hands she worked her way from his neck down to his feet. It was the most pleasant non-sexual contact that Anteros had ever felt. "Turn over Anteros," Vesta instructed. Anteros, so relaxed he was in a dreamlike state, turned over slowly. He was pleasantly surprised to see that Vesta was naked. She'd disrobed during the massage and hadn't even realized it. He stared for a moment at her large breasts then slowly gazed down her firm stomach to her strong and tanned thighs. Sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed, he couldn't see her sex, but every inch he did see was the same lovely shade of tan. "Mistress, I'm taken aback by your beauty," Anteros said with complete sincerity. "Thank you, Anteros. You have no idea how hard I work to keep my figure. I'm happy that you appreciate it." "I'm awed by it, Mistress. Your skin is so beautiful; your feminine curves are so enticing." "Please stop, Anteros. You will make me blush," said Vesta with a coy expression. "As you wish, Mistress." She sighed and said, "It is time you learned something about women, Anteros. When you are in an intimate situation with a woman and she tells you to stop complimenting her, she doesn't mean it!" "Please forgive me, Mistress." "Of course I'll forgive you but only because you are so young. If you gain nothing else tonight, I hope that you will gain a bit of wisdom." "How fortunate I am to be with a woman whose wisdom is surpassed only by her beauty." Vesta smiled, "You learn quickly, Anteros. Now let me continue your massage." Vesta stood and took a step forward before sitting down on the edge of the bed near his chest. For the first time Anteros caught a glimpse of her smooth pubis. The skin was tanned and smooth just as the rest of it was. His penis, already fully erect for some time, twitched in anticipation. Vesta rubbed oil into the sides of his neck and down his shoulders and arms. She moved back up to massage his impressive chest. She was aroused by his impressive physique. All of the Amazon males were well built, but few had the muscle size and definition of Anteros. Vesta massaged his abdominals very lightly to allow him to keep them relaxed. She was also gentle with his smooth pubic area. She deliberately avoided touching his swollen rod, preferring to concentrate on relaxing him. Once she reached his heavily muscled legs she used her strength to massage him deeply. She often looked up to see his eyes closed and a slight smile on his face. He opened them frequently to enjoy the sight of her breasts bouncing as she worked on him. She also noticed that his penis remained rock hard. When she finished massaging down to his toes she said, "I know the sex you had recently was hurried. You have the day off tomorrow and we have all night. Tonight we will take our time. Now just lie there and let me reward you for your service." Vesta got on her knees and straddled his legs. Her cleft was inches from his aching balls. She reached down and gently caressed his throbbing penis with both hands. She was not expecting it to get harder than it already was but the mushroom head turned a bit darker and swelled at her touch. She then reached down with one hand and played with his balls. She'd seen a lot of testicles in her time, but she'd never seen a pair as large as Anteros' swollen testes. They were so large she thought he might be injured but her touch was obviously not hurting him. On the contrary his penis twitched and he moaned in pleasure at her touch. "You have really large balls, Anteros. I find them very stimulating. Now don't move. Just relax and let me pleasure you," said Vesta as she scooted her hips back and lowered her mouth to kiss his balls. She held his cock in one hand and cradled his balls in the other as she covered his entire scrotum in kisses. Gentle kisses, wet kisses, open mouthed suck on the balls kisses, she varied them, keeping him guessing about the next sensation he'd feel on his ultra sensitive hairless scrotum. After a couple of minutes of kissing his balls, she switched to licking them. Anteros didn't move but just relaxed and enjoyed it. His scrotum had tightened his balls against his body making them less fun to play with so Vesta started slowly licking up the underside of his cock. Her tongue could feel every protruding vein and feel the heat emanating from his rock hard erection. Anteros reached up to touch her arm and she gently pushed it back to his side. She wanted him to just lay back and enjoy it. Her goal was to give him a night he'd never forget. Since he would be with a different woman every night, that was no small accomplishment. "Don't move, don't talk, just enjoy the sensation, Anteros. Hold back as long as you can but cum when you must," said Vesta just before she sucked his cock into her mouth. His erection was too large for her to swallow more than half of it but one of her hands stroked up and down the shaft while she sucked and tongued the upper half. Her other hand played with his balls, pulling them away from his body one at a time and gently squeezing them. Serving the Amazons Ch. 10 She took her time, working on bringing him orgasm very slowly. She wanted him to cum harder than he ever had and preferably harder than he ever would again. She wanted to dominate him not by binding him or intimidating him, but by giving him such a wonderful orgasm that she'd always own part of his mind. She worked on him nearly an hour. She brought him slowly to the edge of climax then slowed her pace just enough to let him down a bit. She could sense when he was close by the tightness of his balls and the feeling of his erection in her mouth. He didn't need to tell her he was about to cum. She just knew. Vesta finally decided to allow his orgasm because she was becoming fatigued. If she became too tired it would reduce his pleasure. She felt his penis swell just a bit and his balls pulled up a distance that would be almost imperceptible to a younger woman. This time instead of slowing down, she sucked harder and faster, increasing the stroking with her hands at the same time. Anteros' fought the orgasm, not because he didn't want to cum, but because he'd been trained to do so. His body was trying hard to cum but his mind was fighting it. He felt Vesta sucking harder and faster. He felt her hands working harder. She was squeezing his balls almost hard enough to hurt. He knew she wanted him to cum but he resisted anyway. Anteros had exceptional self control but not good enough to keep his hot semen from gushing out of his hyper stimulated cock. His recent climaxes had been infrequent and weak but this one made up for them. He groaned and pumped what seemed like a never ending supply of sperm from his pulsating cock. Vesta swallowed what she could but it overflowed from her mouth and leaked onto his pubic mound. When his cock stopped pumping Vesta kissed the head then proceeded to lick up the stray semen from his body. His scrotum loosened and his cock softened to about half erect. Vesta was able to lift his balls up and give each of them a kiss before sitting up again. "Did you like that, Anteros?" Anteros could barely breathe but he gasped the words, "It was wonderful, Mistress." Vesta laid beside him with her arm across his broad chest, her pillowy breasts pressed into him and her leg over his. She kissed his cheek and he turned to meet her lips for the second kiss. She reached down with her hand to test the firmness of his penis. When she felt that he wasn't completely hard, she started alternating between fondling his cock and balls. She continued to kiss him. Between kisses she asked, "Anteros, will you do something for me?" "Anything, Mistress." "Would you touch my breasts?" she asked as she moved up to make a nipple available to his mouth. In only a minute of touching her large breasts with his hands and mouth, Anteros was again fully erect. Vesta climbed on top of him and ground her soft nether lips against his erection. In a short time she was wet and her juices were coating his erection. With one hand she reached back and guided him into her hot center. Anteros felt the heat as he entered her. Vesta's body temperature was up a couple of degrees from her prolonged excitement. She intended to ride him slowly but her excitement overwhelmed her and she rode him hard. Anteros sucked her nipples and used his hands on her breasts and firm ass. It only took a couple of minutes for her to squeal in ecstasy with her first orgasm. She slowed down and ground her clit against him resulting in a less intense but much longer series of multiple orgasms. Anteros managed not to cum during Vesta's pleasure. He enjoyed making her cum as much as she enjoyed making him cum earlier. Vesta could feel that he was still very hard inside her. "Now it is your turn, Anteros. I'm going to make you cum again." Vesta sat more upright and moved up and down. Her strokes were longer and slower than when she concentrating on her own pleasure. She reached back with one hand and played with his balls. Anteros stroked her lovely thighs as he stared at his cock being buried, exposed, and buried again in Vesta's tight hole. "Maybe we should try to cum together, Mistress," Anteros suggested. "It is a noble goal, but difficult to reach. That doesn't mean we can't try," said Vesta. "I will hold back my orgasm until yours, Mistress." "You can try, Anteros, but I'm very good at making a man cum and I'm going to make you cum inside me very soon." Anteros marveled at the physical condition of this woman who had to be near 30 years his senior. Her body was firm, as firm as any young woman he'd touched. Her abdominal muscles could be seen behind the smooth, tanned skin of her belly. There wasn't an ounce of unnecessary fat on her. There was a bit of padding on her bottom and her breasts were magnificent, but this was necessary fat as far as Anteros was concerned. He was feeling his orgasm beginning to build. He didn't know how Vesta sensed it, but she started riding him faster and working on his balls with renewed vigor. He told her he was approaching orgasm and she merely said, "I told you I was good." Anteros started concentrating on not cumming. He tried to relax his abdominal muscles but this was very difficult to do. Vesta smiled at his efforts to resist her. She was going to make him cum no matter how hard he tried not to. Anteros moved one hand between them and his fingers touched her clit when reached the bottom of her stroke. She gasped in a combination of pain and pleasure. The sensation started her toward orgasm. Anteros removed his hand and put his fingers in his mouth. For the first time he tasted Vesta's juices. This moved him past the point of no return. She had him now. He was going to cum very soon. There was no stopping it. He put his moistened fingers between them again as Vesta came down. Her clit came down on his fingers again. It was less painful and more pleasurable for her this time. She grasped his wrist and held his hand there. She used her legs to move up and down on his hard rod. She had one hand in front holding his hand in place to stimulate her clit. The other hand was behind her squeezing his balls. It was an uncomfortable position but it brought her to another intense orgasm. When Vesta's orgasmic squeal hit his ears, Anteros stopped fighting it and let out an orgasmic moan of his own. Hot cum exploded from his cock and filled Vesta's quivering pussy. Her vaginal muscle spasms tried to suck him dry. Their mutual orgasm lasted over a minute. Vesta collapsed on him and they both dozed. When Vesta woke she had no idea how long she'd been there. She could feel Anteros' flaccid penis inside her and hear his breathing. He was asleep but awakened when she sat up to look at him. The first thing Anteros saw when he opened his eyes was Vesta's lovely face. The second thing he saw was her magnificent breasts. Her breasts were unusually large for an Amazon and he enjoyed the sight of them. He couldn't resist looking down at her flat belly and smooth pubis. When he looked back at her face she had a broad smile. "I'm so pleased that you enjoy my body, Anteros. It is very flattering to a woman my age." "You are beautiful for a woman of any age, Mistress." Vesta leaned down and kissed him. "Thank you, Anteros. You've given me more pleasure than you know." "Will you allow me to pleasure you again, Mistress?" "Yes, but not here. Please join me for a bath." Vesta climbed off of Anteros and walked toward her chamber door, still naked. For the first time Anteros got a good look at her beautiful ass. Her hips were a bit broader than a younger woman, but her ass looked as firm as it felt. Despite having two intense orgasms already, he wanted her again. Anteros followed her out the door and into a room at the back of the house. There was a small bath in the floor, undoubtedly fed by the hot springs that were found nearby. The bath was just large enough for two of them. She directed him to sit and she sat down between his legs with her back toward him. Her luscious ass was rubbing on his rapidly stiffening penis. The warm water felt good. He recognized the scent as the one he detected on Vesta's skin earlier. His arms were around her waist as he kissed her neck. Vesta moaned her approval and placed his hands on her breasts. This is exactly where Anteros wanted them. Vesta moved her hips to provide some more stimulation to his penis. The combination of the beautiful woman's hips stimulating him, her sweet scent, her breasts in his hands, and the fact that this was the first time he felt relaxed in a month, caused his penis to reach full erection quickly. Anteros reached one of his arms completely. He cupped one breast in his hand while his forearm caressed the other one. His free hand dropped to her belly and then to her hip. Vesta leaned back and turned her head so that their lips could meet. As their tongues touched, Anteros moved his hand to her inner thigh. Vesta parted her legs in response. Anteros was experienced enough to know what she wanted. His hand moved to her smooth labia and gently rubbed her. He kept teasing her slit with his fingers but didn't penetrate her. After a few minutes of teasing, Vesta pushed on the back of his hand, encouraging him to enter her with a finger. Vesta's moans of pleasure told him he was pleasing her. He entered her with a second finger. Vesta's vaginal muscles tightened down as she moved her hips to gain maximum stimulus from his hand. This also caused more stimulation for Anteros' penis. Vesta stood and turned around, pulling his head into her breasts. Anteros took a nipple into his mouth and sucked hard. He put both hands on Vesta's glorious ass, pulling her hips into his chest. "Stand up," Vesta whispered. As soon as he did her hands reached for his groin. She gasped when she felt that he was just as hard as he'd been earlier. Her other hand cupped his balls, lifted and squeezed them gently. "I love what the hot water did to your balls, Anteros. They are hanging so low and loose I can really feel them. I've got to taste them!" said Vesta as she dropped to her knees and took one of his large balls in her mouth. She had her hand wrapped around one ball and her mouth around the other. Her other hand was squeezing his cock, testing its hardness. She sucked and squeezed his balls for several minutes then abruptly stood and took his hand. She pulled him along as she walked briskly back to her bed chamber. "On your back and spread your legs," she said in an assertive tone. For the first time she sounded like she was giving an order rather than treating him as a guest. Anteros didn't mind. He was consumed with lust and would do anything she suggested, asked or ordered. He quickly fell on his back in the center of the bed and spread his legs the full width. Vesta climbed over him with her sex directly over his mouth. He didn't need to be told what to do. He experimented with his lips and tongue, reading her body to discover how to best please her. Vesta was busy playing with Anteros with her mouth and hands. She seemed to be fixated on his balls but paid enough attention to his cock to make sure he was thoroughly aroused. She didn't know that Anteros exceedingly fond of cunnilingus. The only thing he liked better was being sucked off while he licked a beautiful pussy. Vesta's pussy was smooth, pleasantly scented, and tasted as good as any Anteros had ever encountered. He'd gladly lick it for hours if she desired. Vesta's juices flowed freely as she became more and more aroused. Anteros carefully used his fingers to gently pull back her clitoral hood and expose the tender nub to his tongue. He touched it very gently, aware that it could be painful if she wasn't ready for the most intimate of touches. Vesta moaned her approval. Anteros licked her clit up and down causing her to let out a squeal. She sucked his cock in her mouth and bobbed her head up and down furiously. One hand stroked it while the other hand kneaded his balls. It was obvious to him that he had her on the verge of orgasm and she was trying to make him climax too. He was close but he was determined that Vesta would climax first. Vesta pulled her mouth away just long enough to say, "Cum in my mouth, Anteros." Hearing her say that put him over edge. He held back for a dozen more strokes of her hand and mouth, then exploded. Vesta moaned her satisfaction then shuddered in her own orgasm. She'd been on the edge for some time and the taste of Anteros' hot cum in was the final straw. She continued to stimulate Anteros until his erection flagged. Anteros continued to lick her until she told him to stop. Vesta moved beside him and they kissed and cuddled. Anteros' penis was soft but his hands still enjoyed feeling Vesta's back side. "By the gods, Anteros, I've never been with a man like you. You've cum three times in just a couple of hours and you still filled my mouth with seed on your third time. It must be those big balls. I've never seen a pair as large as yours." "I'm happy I please you, Mistress. I must say that I'm thoroughly enjoying your skills as a lover as well." Vesta looked into his eyes and said softly, "Anteros, I wanted to make you cum as many times as I possibly could. I've never had a man that could cum more than three times in one evening. Do you think you could?" "It is possible, Mistress. I find you very exciting." Vesta reached between them and grasped his penis. It was soft but she tugged on it a bit and it started to grow. It wasn't an erection but it did show signs of life. She kissed him deeply as she continued to play with him. She kissed his chin, his throat and down his chest. She nibbled at both of his nipples, all the while playing with his penis. By the time her head reached his pubis, his penis was half erect. Vesta kissed and licked his penis yet again, this time feeling it swell in her mouth. It took several minutes, but he was erect again. "Incredible," Vesta exclaimed. "I wouldn't have believed it if I didn't see it with my own eyes. A cock this willing deserves another chance to cum. It is your turn on top, Anteros." Anteros moved aside and now Vesta was her back with her legs spread wide. He moved over her, kissing her mouth then kissing his way down her body as she had just done to him. When he reached her sex he was very gentle. This time his goal was just to get her wet to make his entry easier. It didn't take long and the taste of her made his penis even harder. He moved his hips between her legs as Vesta raised her knees to open herself wider. She used her hand to guide him into her. They moaned together at the sensation. Anteros pumped slowly. His cock was extremely sensitive from all the attention it received this evening. His balls were aching from Vesta's stimulation and from ejaculating so hard, so many times, in such a short period of time. Each time he reached the bottom of his stroke, his balls made contact with Vesta's ass and it felt like an electric shock was going through them. "That's nice, Anteros," Vesta cooed. "Can you go a little faster?" "I can, Mistress, but I'm afraid I'll climax too quickly. I'm very sensitive right now." "So am I, Anteros. Just go a bit faster. Don't worry about cumming too soon. This one is just for you." "Thank you, Mistress," he groaned as he increased his pace. He was already feeling an orgasm building. Her pussy was so hot and wet and felt like it was sucking him. Vesta wanted to make him cum quickly. She was thoroughly enjoying this but she was getting sleepy. She wondered if he'd be able to perform again if she woke him again in a few hours. "Faster, Anteros, and a little harder please. I want to feel those big balls slap against me." Anteros did as he was told. His balls actually hurt with each thrust, but in a strange way it increased his excitement. He felt Vesta reach down and grab his testicles in her hand. She squeezed and he tried desperately not to cum. It was too fast and his pride wouldn't let him release his seed. Vesta took her other hand and slapped his ass on the down stroke. She squeezed his balls even tighter. "Faster! Now, cum, Anteros! " she demanded as she spanked his ass. Vesta thought that spanking Anteros might encourage him to cum, but she didn't expect it to make her cum. The feeling of slapping his hard, muscular ass with hand excited her more than she expected. She started to climax. Vesta's moaning, ball squeezing and spanking was more than Anteros could take. He came again and came hard. He clearly felt two spurts of semen launch from his cock. His cock pumped for some time after that but if anything was ejaculated, he couldn't tell. Vesta squeezed his balls and spanked him until she felt his soften inside her. Anteros dismounted and put his arm around her. Vesta just smiled and closed her eyes. They both fell asleep within seconds. Light seeped in through a narrow gap in the curtains, warming Anteros' face. It was unusual that he slept until sunrise but this was the first good night of sleep he'd had in weeks. Vesta was still asleep, uncovered and on her back. Anteros took some time admiring her superbly sculpted body. It was hard to believe she was near 50 years old. Her body looked and felt so firm it seemed closer to 30. He gazed longingly on her large breasts; the largest Anteros had ever had the pleasure of touching. He couldn't resist touching the nearest one very softly with his hand. He didn't think that she would mind that he woke her. After all, the sun was up and Amazons rarely slept so late. Vesta stirred and smiled but didn't open her eyes. Anteros touched her breast with his lips and then kissed it gently. After a few kisses he grow bolder and circled her erect nipple with his tongue. Vesta opened her eyes. "That is a nice way to awaken," she said with a sleep smile. She took his head in her hands and pulled his mouth to hers. "My lips could use some attention too." His erection was pressed into the side of her thigh and she couldn't help but notice. "It's a pity that erection will go to waste but the sun has risen and technically you should save your energy for the mistress you will serve tonight." Anteros was disappointed but he knew she was right. She owned him from sunset to sunrise. Any seed he spilled now was seed that should be saved for his next mistress. "Yes, it is a pity, Mistress. My erection was inspired by you. It seems unfair that you can't get pleasure from it." "I get pleasure knowing that you still want me after all the sex we enjoyed last night." Anteros kissed her again. "I am concerned about something, Anteros. I don't wish to offend you but did you injure your testicles?" she asked with a worried tone. "No, Mistress, why do you ask?" "I find your exceptionally large testicles very arousing," she said as she gently squeezed them. "But they are so large I think you should see Mistress Lien. In fact, I must insist that you see her. I will worry about you until she tells me you are not ill or injured." "I feel healthy and strong, Mistress, but if you wish I'll go to her this morning." "Join me for a bath and some breakfast and I'll go with you." They bathed each other, cuddled and kissed. Anteros was fully erect through the entire bath but Vesta spent little time on his genitals. She had no desire to torment him, knowing that he wouldn't be able to satisfy his lust until he was with another woman tonight. Although she knew it was wrong, she felt a bit of jealousy. She wanted to be with Anteros again and though tonight was impossible, she silently vowed to herself that she would be as soon as possible. Serving the Amazons Ch. 11 After breakfast Anteros and Vesta walked together toward Lien's home. They stopped to admire the wares of a few merchants on the way. Anteros had to deliberately avoid looking too closely at the many attractive women he saw. He was having trouble avoiding sexual thoughts and his penis kept threatening to harden. He really didn't want to experience the humiliation of his toga-like garment being pressed outward by a public erection. He wasn't able to even look at Vesta. He deliberately avoided eye contact as they talked. Vesta interpreted this to mean that Anteros was concerned about something. She was correct but had no idea what his real fear was. Typical of young men, Anteros thought of sex often. He didn't understand why after months of having a reasonable amount of self control over his erections, he suddenly hardened at the slightest provocation. He managed to control himself until they entered Lien's home. Being in the place he'd had his very first sexual experience and the place he'd made love to Lorissa excited him a great deal. Seeing Alexandra in a sheer garment designed to show off her cleavage and shapely legs was the last straw. He was hard in seconds and held his pack in front of himself to hide it. Alexandra had a radiant smile and twinkling eyes. She greeted Vesta and Anteros warmly. "What a pleasant surprise that you have called on us today," said Alexandra. It was obvious that she was curious why they were there. Alexandra had been in Lien's service for several years and had never seen or even heard of a woman coming to Lien's house with a trained man in tow. She wondered if the youthful Anteros had somehow offended Vesta. Anteros simply gave a respectful nod and said nothing. It was Vesta that insisted that he come with her and he would leave the speaking to her. Vesta gazed around the room, the hazily familiar surroundings bringing back some old and pleasant memories. She seemed lost in her own thoughts for a few seconds then realized why she was there and that Alexandra had greeted her. "And it is a pleasure to see you again, Alexandra. I fear that this is not a social call but a matter of concern with Anteros." Alexandra feigned surprise although she couldn't imagine any other reason for Vesta to bring Anteros. "Pray tell, Vesta. What is your concern?" She liked Anteros and hoped that he wouldn't be punished too severely for his offense. Vesta answered, sounding a bit worried. "Anteros has the largest testicles I've ever seen. At least the largest I've ever seen on a man." Alexandra now tried to conceal her amusement. "Is that a problem? I've always enjoyed large testicles." "I confess that I did enjoy his testicles last night but this is no jest. Anteros' testicles are so large I thought you'd better look at them. If I am wrong then I will cease to worry and I will say no more about it." "Very well," said Alexandra as she walked over to a bench and sat down. "Come here and show me, Anteros." Anteros knew he wasn't going to be able to conceal his erection any longer. He sat his pack down. Alexandra raised her eyebrows, surprised to see the bulge in his garment. Although she would normally make a joke about this, she felt it imprudent to joke when Vesta seemed genuinely worried. She took the bottom of Anteros' garment and held it up near his waist. "Hold this," she said while never moving her gaze from his genitals. Anteros did as he was told. Alexandra had no need to move his penis out of the way since it was hard and pointing up. She examined his testicles with both hands. Anteros' penis twitched in pleasure, which Alexandra couldn't fail to see. She said "Relax, Anteros", allowing him to drop his garment. When it simply rested on his erection he pulled the cloth outward to allow it to fall to about mid-thigh. Normally it was a bit longer but the tent in the center caused it to ride up a few inches. Alexandra turned her gaze to Vesta. "They are rather large but I don't think it is anything to worry about. I recall his testicles being large when he was trained here and it is only natural that they get a bit larger as he matures. Just as a precaution, I would like Mistress Lien to examine him." Vesta intended for Lien to examine him. She was relieved that she didn't have to ask Alexandra to consult her. "Thank you, Alexandra." "Please wait here. I will let Mistress Lien know you are here," said Alexandra as she turned and left the room. Vesta stared at the Anteros' erection, wondering if he would ever soften. A few minutes later Lien arrived. She wasn't alone. All three of her ranking assistants were with her. Lien, Alexandra, Kyra, and Phoebe, wearing their skimpy, sheer, silk garments weren't going to help his erection wilt anytime soon. Lien, Phoebe and Kyra sat side by side on the same bench that Alexandra sat on earlier. Lien instructed him to hold his toga up so they could all get a good look. Anteros had a good look down the fronts of their garments. He felt his penis throb so he gazed straight ahead to avoid any further stimulation. Anteros knew that he wouldn't be allowed any relief until he served his next mistress at sunset. He was on leave today so he wasn't going to be distracted by his military duties. It was going to be a very long day. It was going to get worse before it got better. Three pairs of hands explored his testicles and his erection. They spoke about his large testicles and extremely hard erection as if he wasn't there. They agreed that his testicles were unusually large. None of the women had seen them quite that large on any man. "Anteros," said Lien, "How many times have you ejaculated in the last day?" Anteros had to look her in the eye when he spoke. This wasn't going to be easy, especially since she still had his testicles in her hands. "Four times, Mistress." "And the day before that?" Lien inquired. "Once, Mistress, only once per day for several weeks, due to the military alert." "Yes, I would expect as much. I'll bet you were brought to orgasm as quickly as possible." "Yes, Mistress." "It is a pity that all the training you received here was wasted for weeks but I suppose it was necessary," Lien said. "Your testicles do seem to be larger than they should be, Anteros. I think you should see the physician." Lien directed Kyra to accompany him and requested that Vesta join them. Kyra excused herself to put on a garment more suitable for the street. It was the same type of simple toga that Vesta and Anteros wore. It was a heavier fabric and not cut so low on the chest as the one she had on a few minutes ago. While Vesta and Kyra walked side by side and exchanged small talk, Anteros followed and avoided looking at them. He tried to think of things that were not sexual. Mercifully his erection subsided by the time they reached the physician's building. It was tiring carrying his gear in front of lower body so it was a great relief when he could put his pack on his back again. Anteros saw the physician sitting outside reading. She was the only physician among the Amazons that stayed in the city. There were others, but they often traveled with the supply caravans to purchase herbs and other medicines. They also served to treat injuries and illness on the route. The Amazons were a healthy lot and illness was rare. All warriors were trained in the use of certain herbs and how to stitch a wound. Minor injuries were often treated without the aid of a physician. This physician, Neela, was tall, thin and had black hair streaked with gray. She favored wearing black leather trousers and a matching vest that laced up the front. Although her breasts were unusually large for such a thin woman, Anteros never thought of her in a sexual way. She dressed more like a man than a woman and she was probably older than Vesta. She was known for her acidic tongue. Neela walked with a pronounced limp, which was the reason that she stayed in the city and also another reason that Anteros didn't think of her as a sex partner. Neela looked up from her book. "Three of you arriving here at once looks like trouble to me." Kyra replied, "I'm sorry to disturb you, Neela, but we are concerned with the size of Anteros' testicles. Will you kindly examine him?" "As you wish, ladies. Please come inside." When they entered Neela shouted, "Lydia, come here". Neela explained that Lydia was her apprentice and would assist in the examination. Anteros started to feel a stirring below just at the mention of Lydia's name. It was Lydia that inspired him to his unavoidable public erection a few months ago. Lydia also participated in bringing him to his first orgasm. In Amazon society, everyone that could hold a weapon trained as a warrior and military service was compulsory for five years. Not everyone wanted to be or was good at being a warrior. At the end of five years one could choose a different career path. No matter what profession they chose, every Amazon was expected to keep fit and practice with their weapons. Beautiful, fair-skinned, blue-eyed, blonde Lydia entered the room. She was in many ways the opposite of the physician. She was much younger, perhaps five years older than Anteros. While the doctor was tall, thin, large breasted, Lydia was a few inches shorter, had a bit more flesh on her bones and had average sized breasts. Anteros couldn't see them but he remembered her puffy pink nipples and taking one in his mouth as he reached his first orgasm. He was now fully erect again. The physician instructed him to remove his garment and sit on the examination table. It was just a simple wooden table with a small pillow. He did as he was told. "I'm surprised to see you erect at the prospect of a medical exam," said Neela. "I didn't know you found me that desirable," she added, knowing full well that Anteros was lusting for Lydia. "Lydia, examine him please." Lydia started studying Anteros' body from head to toe, looking for any sign of illness or injury. "What am I looking for?" she inquired. "The size of his testicles is apparently causing these ladies some concern. I must admit that they do seem rather large," replied Neela. Lydia had found nothing unusual with the rest of his body and now concentrated on his genitals. It wasn't unusual for a naked man to get an erection when she examined him so this didn't cause her to believe that anything was wrong. As she manually manipulated his testicles, she started asking him questions. "Did you injure your testicles?" "Do you feel any pain" "Does it hurt when I do this?" "When was your last orgasm?" "How many orgasms did you have last night?" Anteros answered each of her questions. She felt his testicles in every way imaginable while she interrogated him. His erection throbbed in anticipation of being touched. Lydia did touch his erection but only for a few seconds. Lydia asked Vesta about his performance last night and about the volume of his semen. Vesta answered that his erection was remarkable as was the volume of his ejaculate. "So what is your diagnosis, Lydia?" asked Neela. "His testicles are large, larger than I've ever seen before, but I've found nothing that indicates a malfunction. There is no pain and no deformity," Lydia answered. Neela touched him for the first time, going directly for his scrotum. After her competent apprentice examined the rest of his body, she saw no need to repeat her work. Neela gently squeezed each of his testicles and covered every inch of their surface with her touch. "Very good, Lydia, I concur. I do believe that there is a problem here but that it is beyond what I've taught you." Neela redirected her gaze towards Anteros' face. "Lay back and spread your legs wide, Anteros." When he complied she lifted his scrotum up with one hand and pressed a finger into the area between his scrotum and his anus. Anteros recoiled in pain. "I thought so," she said. "Lydia, fetch some oil. Anteros, how long have you felt pain there?" "I haven't been touched there but there has been a dull ache inside for weeks, Mistress." "And does it subside when you ejaculate?" "It is somewhat uncomfortable when I ejaculate but the pain is less noticeable once I finish." "Roll over. I'm afraid we have a rather unpleasant task to perform." Anteros rolled over and Neela ordered him up on his knees. He felt ridiculous with his forehead on the table, his ass up in the air and his knees spread wide. Neela oiled her finger and started exploring Anteros' anus. She worked her finger inside and found that the gland she sought was quite swollen. She didn't know exactly what it did but she was aware that it had something to do with delivering his seed. Anteros was mortified. Four women were there and one had her finger up his ass. He'd never felt so absurd. Neela removed her finger and carefully washed her hand. As she did she instructed Lydia on the finer points of exploring his anus. Although it seemed wrong to him, he was actually enjoying Lydia's touch. He tried not to think about it but it was impossible to ignore her exploring his swollen prostate. "We need a semen sample, Lydia, said Neela as she placed a wooden bowl under Anteros. Just leave your finger inside him. I'll stimulate him. I want you to observe how it feels when he is aroused and when he ejaculates." Neela rubbed oil on both hands and started to stroke his erection. Anteros moaned. He could feel Lydia's finger exploring his ass while Neela deftly stimulated his penis with a two hand grip. Neela instructed him not to climax saying that it would not give them an accurate sample if he didn't hold back as long as possible. She asked Vesta to play with his balls and she gladly complied. Kyra managed to sit on the table in front of him and expose her smooth pussy. She moved herself into a position that allowed Anteros to taste her. It didn't take long for his balls to pull up in preparation to climax. "Don't let him ejaculate, Vesta. I want to get a big sample so I need to keep him stimulated a while," said the physician. Vesta hadn't tried to deprive Anteros of release the previous night, but she certainly knew how. She stopped massaging his balls and pulled them down hard. This suppressed his orgasm but didn't stop his cock from throbbing in Neela's hands or from continuing to feel pleasure from Lydia's probing finger. Lydia could feel his prostate gland throbbing. This prompted her to move her finger and explore it more. This in turn increased Anteros' excitement. Lydia was getting excited as well. She used her free hand to tickle the testicles that Vesta was stretching. After ten minutes of this bizarre sexual position, Neela told Vesta to let him climax. Vesta stopped pulling on his balls and resumed fondling them. Lydia felt the spasms in his prostate as he ejaculated. Neela continued her two handed stroking of his erection. It erupted, spurting his seed into the bowl. Neela continued pulling and stroking his erection, almost as if she was milking a cow. Spurt after spurt of his thick, white, fluid squirted into the bowl. Neela had seen many things in her years, but she'd rarely seen a man ejaculate this much. More surprising was that he'd ejaculated four times just twelve hours ago. "Relax, Anteros," Neela said as she removed the bowl, staring intently at the contents. She tested the consistency with her finger. Anteros allowed his loins to rest on the table. Lydia's finger came out of him as he slumped down. She immediately and thoroughly washed her hands. Now that the excitement of feeling Anteros' gland pulsing as he climaxed, she felt a bit dirty for putting her finger there. As she washed she rationalized that she was only doing her duty as a physician's apprentice. She just wouldn't mention to anyone that she felt powerful and sexually aroused when penetrating Anteros. Neela handed the bowl to Lydia after she washed. "Examine this and tell me your thoughts, Lydia. She noticed that Anteros was still servicing Kyra with his mouth. She felt no need to stop him. It appeared that Kyra and Anteros were both enjoying the moment. Lydia touched Anteros' thick, white seed and said, "The color and consistency seem normal to me, Mistress, though there is a great deal of it for a man that ejaculated four times just last night." "Again I concur, Lydia. In fact, there is a great deal for a man that hadn't ejaculated in a few days. What do you think the problem is, Lydia?" Lydia's eyes looked upward as she pondered the problem. "The symptoms are swollen testicles and a copious amount of semen. I found nothing wrong with Anteros, Mistress." Lydia continued to speak as she thought. "His testicles aren't injured so what could cause them to swell? And what is it about Anteros that causes him to produce such a large amount of semen?" Lydia smiled broadly and her eyes lit up as she came up with a viable theory. "The tea!" Lydia exclaimed. "Amazon men drink the herbal tea to enhance their virility. When young men first start drinking it, their testicles usually grow." The physician barely managed to hold back her smile. She was very pleased that her apprentice was so bright but she liked to keep up the illusion that she was emotionless, or at least grumpy. "I think you are on the right track, Lydia. Go on." Lydia looked at Anteros, still orally servicing Kyra. Both of them seemed oblivious to the presence of the other women. "Anteros," said Lydia. "How much tea are you consuming?" Anteros continued lapping at Kyra's wet pussy, apparently not hearing Lydia's question. Lydia slapped his ass hard. The noise and the sting got Anteros' attention. "I asked how much tea you are consuming." Lydia sounded annoyed only because she was. She didn't like Anteros and Kyra having so much fun while she was straining her brain trying to solve the mystery of Anteros' excessive virility. "My apologies, Mistress," said Anteros as he sat up. Although his garment fell across his lap, it was obvious to all the women that Anteros was again fully erect. Vesta seemed the most surprised. Her jaw literally dropped. It took a few seconds for her to stop staring and close her mouth. "I've been consuming tea made from one measure of the herbs as I was instructed," said Anteros. "So you never consume extra tea or use more herbs when you prepare it?" inquired Lydia. "The first days I was using it, I was told to use two measures, but since then I've only used one. It's been months since I used more than one measure." Lydia was sure that she would find that Anteros was consuming too much tea and was now puzzled again and it showed on her face. Neela decided it was time to offer what she knew. "When I was a young apprentice my teacher told me of a man that had these same symptoms. Like Anteros, he was very young," Neela said, now lecturing her pupil. "We all know that the herbal tea commonly makes a young man's testicles grow. They stop growing after a few weeks even though they consume the tea for the rest of their life." Neela paused, allowing Lydia to absorb this. Vesta and Kyra listened intently as well. Vesta, listened because she was curious. Kyra listened because she knew that Lien would want to hear the details when she returned. Neela continued, "My teacher told me that very rarely a man is more sensitive to the effects of the tea. His testicles continue to grow and his sexual desire and performance are increased more than is practical. I believe that is wrong with young Anteros." "So he should use less of the tea?" Lydia inquired. "He may not need any at all," Neela answered. "His testicles may be permanently affected and continue to produce more seed than normal. Anteros, I want you to stop using the tea. If you are unable to satisfy a woman, then come see me. Even if all is well I want to see you again in a week." Serving the Amazons Ch. 11 "As you wish, Mistress," answered Anteros. Neela directed her gaze at Kyra. "Kyra, please take Anteros back to Lien and tell her I want him sexually drained. His appointment tonight will need to be rescheduled. I'd like Lydia to observe so she can report his performance back to me." "Understood, Neela, but Mistress Lien is out this morning. I won't be able to deliver your message until noon." "That will do," said Neela. "Anteros and Lydia will be at Mistress Lien's at noon." Vesta touched Anteros' arm. "Would you like to go to the training field with me, Anteros? It may distract you from your problem." Anteros hadn't considered what he was going to do for the next four hours. He realized that Vesta's suggestion was a good one. A workout would certainly be beneficial. He accepted Vesta's offer. They walked to Vesta's home, so she could pick up her armor, and then walked on to the training field. Mercifully, Anteros' mental state had moved from sexual to warrior. Like a true warrior, his mind was focused on nothing else. His problem was, for the moment, gone. They both put on their armor and saluted with their wooden training swords, indicating that they were ready to spar. Vesta attacked him fiercely but to no avail. He was bigger, faster, stronger and younger. He was also a full-time soldier. All the advantages were his. He parried three of Vesta's strikes then quickly disarmed her. He made no comment as he handed her sword back to her. He didn't want to say anything to offend her and it would be considered rude for him to falsely compliment her or to let her win. "Thank you, Sir" she said. This caught Anteros by surprise. It was extremely rare for an Amazon woman to call a man Sir, especially when it was a woman of high social standing addressing a junior warrior. This was a great compliment. "You honor me, Mistress." "I've never been disarmed so easily before. I must be getting old." "I respectfully disagree, Mistress. You are certainly not old." "Your words are appreciated, but they won't save you. I will try not to bruise you too badly," said Vesta as she thrust her sword. Anteros moved quickly and barely avoided being struck. On the defensive, he retreated several steps, parrying Vesta's attacks. She was faster and better balanced this time. Anteros had to work much harder. It took a full minute before Anteros was able to go on the offensive. Vesta's skills were solid but not exceptional. He sliced his sword across her right side. He was careful not to hit her too hard. "Drat! You've defeated me again!" They continued sparring for nearly an hour. Vesta's skin glowed with perspiration. "It seems that I am too old to defeat you, Anteros, and my arms are exhausted. I've had enough." "Thank you for the exercise, Mistress." "You are welcome, young man. Would you like to see what they are doing with horses? Trisha is training." "I'd like that, Mistress." "Then follow me," said Vesta as she jogged off. Vesta's arms may have been exhausted but her legs were not. She ran daily and Anteros found keeping up with her a much greater challenge than sparring with her. It was well over a mile before they arrived at a training field with about twenty mounted women. All were wearing leather helmets and armor. They had training swords on their belts and were carrying staffs with one end carved to resemble a spear point. Trisha recognized her mother and waved. "These young ladies are all under eighteen. It will be some time before they become the first mounted warriors," said Vesta. Although horses had been used by the Amazons for generations, they'd been used for scouting and fast transport. The idea of training riders to fight from horseback was relatively new. The riders were charging hard at straw dummies and striking them with their spears. The dummies were suspended and swinging, making them a more difficult moving target. Anteros was impressed with their accuracy. He contemplated how he would defend himself if he were attacked by a mounted rider. Vesta was passionate as she told him about how they practiced striking targets with swords and how they also practiced archery from horseback. She was obviously excited about the possibilities of this new kind of warfare and she was even more excited that her daughter was going to be one of the first horseback warriors. "Come, Anteros. We need to get this sweat off of us and have something to eat." Anteros walked with Vesta, discussing the horseback warriors. Anteros agreed that facing a charging horse with a skilled warrior on board would be extremely intimidating. Anteros hoped that the Amazon military leaders were working on a defense. If the Amazons were training horseback warriors, their enemies would train their own soon enough. Vesta invited him to use her bath. They bathed together and Anteros couldn't avoid an erection in such close quarters with the lovely, naked, woman. They washed each other. Anteros loved touching Vesta and feeling her hands on him. He wished he was free to make love to her but they both knew he should save his orgasms for Lien. After their bath, he did pleasure her to orgasm with his hands and mouth. In sixty-nine position she reciprocated, kissing, licking and stroking his penis and testicles, but she was very careful not to let him reach orgasm. "Poor, Anteros," she said. "Such a beautiful erection and not permitted to use it." After Vesta climaxed they got dressed and moved to the kitchen. Vesta served him as if he were the master and she the servant. Anteros had to agree with Crius. Vesta was one of the nicest women he'd ever met. She was also one of the best lovers. "Anteros, as much as I enjoy the pleasure of your company, it is time for you to go. It will soon be midday and you don't want to be late." "Thank you, Mistress. I enjoy your company too. Thank you for your kindness and hospitality." Vesta smiled and winked, "We'll do it again, Anteros. I promise you that!"