Training The Amazons. Part 12. 
By ANTMAN



In the Morning, The six young girls set off with their trainer, to cover
the five miles to the village, where they hoped to capture new recruits
for the young Amazons to hone their killing methods on. They reached the
wood which enclosed the village, and the Trainer motioned them to be
stealthy. Silently they moved on, the lithe, light bodies of the maidens
carefully swaying as they stepped lightly over twigs and leaves.Suddenly,
the Trainer motioned them down. They crouched, their tanned skin blending
into the shadows and dappled leaves.
Ahead of them, a youth was collecting firewood. The lad was tall, and
well built. Like all Barbarians, he was naked, and the muscles of his
tanned body rippled as he bent and picked up logs, carrying them over to
a hurdle. The Trainer glanced around...Monika, the tall doe eyed girl was
panting..her large brown eyes bright with excitement..the Trainer
motioned to her, and as the lad bent over another log, the girl rose, and
soundlessly moved over to behind a tree, her long fair hair flowing as
she nimbly skipped over the ground. The lad stood and turned to the
hurdle, Monika moved fast...the lad's cry of surprise as he felt a slim
arm enfold his neck was stifled by her other soft palm which slid over
his mouth.
The Trainer motioned to Sandina, and the slim blonde rushed foreward. The
lad still struggling in Monika's grip dropped the log he was carrying,
and as his hands clawed at her arms, Sandina drove her hard fists into
his stomach..hard. The lad's breath was driven out of him and momentarily
winded, he was helpless as Monika drove a knee into the small of his
back, unbalancing him.
The other girls moved foreward with the trainer, to the edge of the wood.
Before them, was a man sowing seeds from a basket he carried. The trainer
motioned the two thirteen year olds foreward. They were opposite in
looks..Quinnara, tall and shapely, with heavy dark blonde hair to her
shoulders. Fair of skin, she had grey eyes and full lips. Laurina, tall
and slim, had a tanned complexion and long dark brown hair to the small
of her back. Her large eyes were brown and a dimpled chin complemented
her heart shaped face. The man stooped over the fallowed earth, suddenly
stopped his casting of the seed. A pair of feet came into his vision,
walking slowly, his eyes travelled up past the long shapely fair legs, to
the small suede skirt. Up past the shapely young body to a mop of dark
blonde hair to a pair of lynx, grey eyes giving him a sideways glance, as
she circled him. As he stared open mouthed in surprise, the girl vanished
from his vision to be replaced by a doe eyed brown eyed girl who locked
his gaze with hers, as she circled the same way. The man, about 25, was
transfixed, as the girls continued their circling of him, and as he
followed each bewitching pair of eyes round and round, he became giddy,
and as he staggered..his vision filled with the spinning pair of eyes.The
two young girls, closed the circle, and with a couple of deadly chops
with the sides of their little hands the two girls were rewarded with
their victim crumpling with a dazed groan to the ground by their feet.
The trainer, with a satisfied smile at the scene, led the last two girls
on to the river. Crouching in the reeds, they saw a couple of young lads
frolicking in the water. The looked to be about thirteen years old. The
thirteen year old girl watching them smiled at her fifteen year old
friend."  This will be easy", smiled Nina, her black eyes sparkling. Her
elder friend nodded, and moved foreward silently. Marina slid into the
water, which reached her ample breasts, and her friend followed as the
lads splashed each other..not noticing the girls at all. The Trainer
crouching, licked her lips in anticipation.The girls slid silently under
the water.
As the lads suddenly parted, one of them made for the bank. The other
laughter suddenly stopped as a water nymph suddenly rose before him. As
if in a spell, he watched the full breasted girl with wide deep grey eyes
suddenly brush back her long dark, wet hair with her hands, and move
towards him, a smile on her lovely lips.As he suddenly  broke from the
spell he opened his mouth to cry an alarm. The cry never came. As she
reached him, Marina flung her shapely arms round his neck and pulled his
face into her cleavage. As his muffled "Mmmph" came out, her foot kicked
first one and then the other of the boy's legs. The lad losing his
footing was helpless as she pulled his head under water as she dropped to
her knees. The other lad, reaching the bank, turned at the muffled cry
and saw the long haired girl, holding his struggling friend's head under
the water, as his hands clawed desperately at her strong arms.He
scrambled out and started for the village. He only managed five steps
when the diving Nina, wrapping her arms tight around his legs brought him
down. As he fell onto his stomach, Nina growled in pleasure, and leaping
onto his back, clenched her small hands together, and brought the
clenched fist hard onto the back of his neck.Nina rolled his stunned body
over and straddling his chest, pinned his skinny arms under her knees.
She crossed her wrists, and gripping his shoulders, started pressing hers
wrists into the sides of his neck.
The Trainer stood up and watched Marina pull her victim gasping and
spluttering out of the water. While the girl took him in a side headlock,
the Trainer removed the length of leather from her wrist, and bound his
wrists behind his back.
Nina rose from the dazed boy she had weakened with her sleeper hold on
his neck. She unwound her leather wristband and likewise bound his feebly
resisting arms. Also holding her prisoner in a headlock, they pulled them
after the Trainer, The boy's feeble cries being strangled and silenced by
the girl's wiry arms.
In the field, The group came upon the man weakly writhing in a double
scissors grip of the two young girls. Quinnara had her strong legs round
the man's chest, while Laurina's slim brown thighs were taut as they
pressed against his throat. The man was pawing feebly at each pair of
steely smooth legs as his breath wheezed painfully in and out of his
tortured body.
The girls were giggling as they tortured the Barbarian, who kicked and
moaned helplessly. The Trainer said" Well done girls, let's get the
others".. The girls uncoiled their deadly legs and as the man was held by
Laurina in a reverse headlock, her slim tanned forearm closing the
gasping man's windpipe, Quinnara unwound her leather lace, and the man
was likewise bound, and with Laurina revering her headlock to a front
hold, they went on.
Monika was kneeling back on one knee, her other pressed into the
Barbarian's back bending him back. He was further bowed by her right arm
tightly digging into his throat. Her other hand, still covering his mouth
muffled his screams of pain, as Sandina, kneeling behind her friend,
grasped the wrists of his outstretched arms pulling them back painfully
straight behind him. Monika was smiling and softly grunting as she kept
bending him in small jerks into her sharp knee. As the group reached
them. Sandina looked up and smiled at the sight of the lads and man held
hostage by the arms of her young friends. "Right girls, you have all done
very well..Now let's get these males back to our village, where they can
be of some use..To train our other young Amazons"...Monika and Sandina
pulled their shuddering helpless enemy to his feet, and likewise bound
and half strangled by Monika's shapely bronzed arm,  the lad joined his
fellow Barbarians. The victorious young Amazons with their captors
proudly followed their Trainer back to their village.
              The End