Amazons and Hominians, 23
By Agua

The story is about tough fights between female (Amazons) and male (Hominians) 
warriors. Even though they are technically superior and more civilized, the 
Hominians have difficulties to overwhelm the Amazons which can profit from their 
tough fighting style.


Summery:
In part 1, an Hominian expedition corps into the Amazon forest was defeated by 
Amazon attacks. Only few men could return to Hominia and report what had 
happened. The Hominian king equipped another army that could built a castle in 
the Amazon forest. Despite many losses, the Hominians could hold their line 
(part 2). In part 3, the enslaved Hominian women revolutionized against the male 
dominance. Those female slaves - mainly responsible for production of uniforms 
and food - were able to overwhelm the Hominian wards and to break 
free. They joined the Amazon army and thanks to their sewing-skills, the Amazons 
established a uniform production of their own. After receiving valuable 
information on the Hominian castles, the Amazons were even able to get 3 castles 
under their control that were Hominian recruit training barracks before. Thus 
not only the men in these castles and their equipment, but even the surrounding 
fertile plains and ore mines had fallen into the hands of the Amazons so that 
the Hominians run short with uniforms, food and metal for weapons (part 4).
In part 5, the Hominians sought for male assistance against the mighty Amazons. 
The Hombres, another patriarchal tribe living in the hot western desserts, were 
ready to help. The Hombre forces sent eastbound to the Amazon jungle arrived and 
supported the Hominian forces in this area successfully. The Hombre teen army 
(18 - 21 year old boys) sent through the northern plains to help the Hominian 
teen army, however, was attacked on its' march and lost already many fighters 
before arriving at the destination. Part 6 marked a turning point: For the first 
time, the Amazons had significant losses. A revolution of their slaves (mostly 
captured Hominians) opened a second frontline, and many barracks, prisons and 
manufactories for uniforms and weapons got under control of the revolting males 
and regular Hominian battle units. Many Amazons were killed or captured during 
these fights. The Hominians were even able to reconquer their castles, fields 
and ore-mines. Part 7 reports about further deadly encounters between Hominian 
and Amazon battle units. Even though the Amazons could hold their lines at 
first, the Amazon territory became smaller and smaller. In part 8, the Hominians 
entered the last Amazon heart-lands. Despite high losses, they advance more and 
more so that the Amazon Queen decided to leave Amazonia and to find support by 
the neighboring male tribe of Anetylia. In a fair fight, an Amazon team could 
overwhelm an Anetylian crew. Therefore the Anetylians accepted the dominance of 
the Amazons in their country (part 9).

Many years had passed since that day. Years that the Amazons had used to 
reinforce their strength, but the Hominians had become lazy. They had their 
income from the tributary villages. But in the last time, the villagers had 
attacked both, Hominian and Amazon convoys and border patrols. Since these 
attacks there misinterpreted on both sides as attacks of the other nation, the 
war started again. With changing success, Amazons and Hominians overwhelmed 
hostile scout troops and border garrisons (part 10 & 11). In Heveria Valley, the 
Amazons lost 400 experienced fighters at the attempt to attack Hominia (part 12) 
and later even the important border fortress Caraya Castle (part 13). Could the 
Amazons deal with this dramatic lost? By spreading a mysterious disease among 
the men, the Amazons thought to solve this problem once and forever. Though the 
Amazons could kill and enslave many Hominians and capture their precious 
equipment, they didn't reach their main goal to get the Hominian fortresses 
under control (part 14). The Hombres, another patriarchal tribe, wanted to 
support the Hominians by sending 560 men by train to the frontline. But the 
Amazons were able to kill these men before they even had a chance to reach 
Anetylia (part 15)! The Amazon Queen decided that it would be the best to kill all
Hombre warriors so that the Hominians would be cut off from any support, but this
operation failed completely (part 16). Now, there was only a last chance: To get one
or more Hominian battle ships under control and to attack the Hominian ports. At least,
three ships could be captured by the Amazons (part 17). Despite important successes
(destruction of the port-fortress Gimseh), the captured canon-boats were not long under
Amazon control. The Hominians were able to kill the Amazon fighters on board (part 18).
Now it was their task to attack the home of the Amazons! At first, the Hominians tried to
 attack the Amazon fortress Mihitya, without success, however (part 19). Also an attempt 
to attack Amazonia by means of tanks failed (part 20). The only solution was the support
of the allied / enslaved Anathylians. A riot of the unfaithful Anathylians severely weakened
the Amazon forces (part 21), so that finally Anethylia was under Hominian control (part 22).


THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL AND VIOLENT MATERIAL INCL. RAPE, CASTRATION 
AND TORTURE AND SHOULD ONLY BE READ BY ADULTS. IF BALL-BUSTING IS A MATTER OF 
OFFENCE, PLEASE DO NOT READ!


23. A Last Chance for the Amazons 

Anetylia, the last Amazon refuge, was now occupied by the Hominians and their new allied: The Anathylians had revolted against the Amazon dominance in their country. Practically all Amazon border garrisons, training camps and stores for weapons, armours and uniforms had fallen into the hands of the men. Nearly all Amazon fighters were killed or enslaved by the men. Even the Amazon Queen had been killed in the fights. 

The Amazon Princess Daila was among many other naked girls that had surrendered to the mighty Hominian forces. Thanks to her nakedness, nobody recognised her rank and a simple 18-year-old recruit had the task to bring her over to the other girls in prision. Experienced how she was, Daila had recognised at the first glance that this guy wore his nut-sack unprotected in his tight-fitting jeans, left of the seam. He had a rifle in his hands and a dagger on his girdle. She had to walk in front of him. Daila waited till the other Hominians were out of sight, then, she suddenly turned around, grabbed his rifle and rammed her knee into the boy’s unprotected package. “Uggh!” In surprise and pain, the young fighter let fall his rifle. Daila wasted no second, but grabbed his tender virility. His eyes flew open as the pain struck his brain like a hammer. He couldn’t even shriek! Daila knew that this inexperienced kid had no chance to escape from her vice-like grip. With deadly accuracy, she popped his balls. All life went of her opponent, and she let his slender body slip to ground. Making sure that nobody saw her, she dragged his lifeless body into the bushes, where she stripped him. Quickly she took his T-shirt, shoes, weapons and jeans. Daila grinned in triumph as she slid down his virgin-white recruit cotton briefs and proudly revealed her destructive work: His once heavy and plum-shaped balls were now just a mushy pulp in a battered, red meat-sack. A mixture of sperm, piss and blood drooled from his emasculated cock. Since she felt hungry, she quickly cut off the remains of his cock and ball-sack and ate it. Thus she had not only killed him, but emasculated and dishonored him completely. Daila put on the captured uniform and took the weapons. For luck, this boy had a baseball cap so that she could hide her long hair not to be recognised as girl from the distance. Of course, a recruit uniform is not the proper clothing for a princess, but thus she wouldn’t attract much attention.

Daila’s intention was to free her imprisoned mates. She approached a guard (a young private) that stood in front of the fence. As many Hominians after the glorious victory, he wore captured Amazon jeans and probably even Amazon underwear. He faced the grids and didn’t notice Daila. She couldn’t use the rifle, if she didn’t want to alert the whole Hominian army! Her only chance was the dagger, but the Hominian ward surely wore a groin-cup. Of course, it would have been easy to slash his throat, but this was not in accordance with the Amazon codex of honour! The aim was not just to kill a men, but to destroy his virility, to dishonour and emasculate him completely! But if the direct attack against his eggs was hindered by an egg-cup, she had to use an indirect way: Hoping that he didn’t have these new groin-cups with anal-shield, Daila jumped behind her opponent. Her right hand quickly closed his mouth from behind, while she rushed the dagger in her left hand against his asshole. His shriek of pain was muffled by Daila’s hand as she drove her dagger deeper and deeper into his pussy. Involuntarily, he bent his body in a vain trial to avoid the unwanted visitor! But this didn’t stop the deadly weapon from slashing his prostrate and approaching his precious family-jewellery from behind. Daila wanted to ram the dagger into him up to the hilt, but she had already driven the deadly weapon through his slim body and the blade was already stopped by the inner shell of his nut-protector. To finish him, Daila twisted the dagger for good before she dragged it out of the boy’s cunt. Soundless, she lowered his lifeless body. Blood shot from his asshole and from underneath his cup, thoroughly colorizing his worn-out jeans. There were only 2 things, Daila needed from him: The keys to the prison to free her mates and his groin-cup. Without hesitation she took the keys out of his pocket and opened his blood-soaked jeans. Underneath, he wore an Amazon thong slip in which he had put a metal nut-shell. With some routine, Daila took the precious prey off his thongs. With her eager tongue, she cleaned it from the remains of his masculinity and put it into her own cotton-briefs.

Now she entered the cage in which approximately 200 prisoners were kept. (All over Anathylia, further prisons housed many hundred Amazons.) After quickly explaining the situation, the Amazons were ready to follow her. As they wanted to leave the prison, there was an alert and some Hominians rushed against the naked girls. At first only few, so that the naked and unarmed Amazons didn't hesitate to attack these men. Of course, the Hominians used their bows and guns to defend, and the arrows and bullets penetrate effortless the tender cunt-flesh of the oncoming girls. Shrieks of deadly hit female fighters were heart, and beautiful girls died on the ground. But despite this success, the Hominians were simply overwhelmed by the shear number of females. The Amazons wound the weapons off the men's arms and used them against their former owners. Most men didn't even have groin cups because too many were destroyed during former fights so that after the victory, the Hominians could capture lots of uniforms from the Amazons, but the lack of weapons and groin-guards remained. And now, weapons, uniforms and underwear of overwhelmed males change the owner again. 
But the pain-filled shrieks of the dying girls and men alerted further Hominians. More and more males entered the prison. And the Amazons had only too few weapons to defend! Their naked bodies were easy targets! Despite their efforts to split the men into small manageable groups that could be quickly overcome, the loss was mainly in girls. But suddenly, the Hominian troop leader, a lieutenant, fell into the hands of the Amazons. The Amazon princess personally took the honour to strip down his jeans and the blue jockstrap with the steal egg-cup and to take control of his tender package. “Order your men to surrender or you'll die a cruel death!” Then she applied some vicious squeezes. After a few moments as the pain intensified under her grip, the hapless lieutenant gave in and ordered his men to surrender. 
His amazed fighters threw away their weapons and stripped down their jeans and underwear, revealing the treasures of masculinity. As expected, many boys and men wore captured Amazon jeans and underwear after the successful plundering of the Amazon storage rooms. But now, the pealed down briefs and slips showed clear “skid-marks” of the male wearers, especially the virgin-white underwear of the recruits and normal soldiers. The few men who were in the favourable situation to wear groin cups, had to hand them over to their female tormentors. The captured men had to fold their hands behind the necks and to spread their legs so that their tender privates dangled unprotected and alluringly. Among these men were also some Anathylians that had supported the Hominians during their glorious victories. These black men, formerly allied to the Amazons, were now the object of hate. 
“What shall we do with the prisoners, princess?” - “We have no need for prisoners!”, was the harsh answer of the princess. The Hominian lieutenant gulped in surprise and wanted to protest. “Shut up, asshole!”, ordered the Amazon princess and sent a bolt of pain through the nut-sack of her captivate. With an arrogant smile, Daila watched how her female warriors obeyed her order to kill the overwhelmed men: The more experienced older Amazons showed the young girls how to crack the men's nuts most effectively. While most Hominians received a quick death from the cruel hands of the girls, the captivate Anathylians had to experience a long suffer before the merciful death lulled them.
All together, nearly 60 naked men lay now killed on the ground, while some 40 Amazons had lost their lives in this fight. Among the male victims were many 18-year-old Anathylian recruits that were still in training. The captured 60 uniforms and weapons were not enough to equip all remaining 160 Amazons, but better than nothing. The only male survivors were the lieutenant and 3 sergeants that the Amazons kept to receive some valuable information. Daila still held the lieutenant's balls in her right hand, and put the steel blade of his own knife to his eyes. "See what I have in my left hand, asshole!" she hissed. "And feel what I have in my right hand!" Princess Daila squeezed his injured manhood. "You know what I'm thinking, don't you, asshole?" After all his men had been slaughtered on the order of Daila, the lieutenant was ready to tell anything just to save his life, and so he gave all information, the princess wanted to hear.