The Young Amazons ... 1 ... "Meeting the Maidens" by ANTMAN Over the verdunt green canopy of the Amazon rainforest, could be heard the chattering of monkeys, the screech of parrots and the occasional growl of a prowling big cat. There was another sound...a rhythmical drumming that was accompanied by female shrieks and laughter. These were coming from a clearing in the forest, on the banks of the Amazon river. This clearing held twenty huts of varying sizes, made from twined branches, and thatched with dried grasses. In the middle of these huts, was a large fire which was slowly roasting the large carcases of two wild boars. These beasts were being slowly turned on spits, by four elderly females,who chatted as they downed drink from animal skin bottles. Four drummers were beating out wild rhythms on hollowed out wooden drums while around them a host of about 100 females were dancing with wild abandon, swigging freely out of wineskins full of their own strong fermented beer, shriking and laughing, as they writhed their shapely bodies around, hips swinging, hair flying and shapely arms waving . Away from the centre, was a marked arena, about twenty feet round, encircled by a pallisade about twelve feet high ..a  place wherein six young girls were practicing their unarmed combat.They were being watched by a group of women, who called out encouragement to their own favourites. One of the watchers, was the Princess of the village, her grey eyes narrowed as she keenly watched the group. This , then, was an Amazon village, populated by females, who waged nearly constant war against their enemy..the male armies of the area, who sought to enslave the girls to make them their wives, their slaves their property. The female warriors were merciless to any male who fell captive into their grasp. The unfortunate man would be beaten, usually in unarmed combat, with one or two of these girls , who were expert in cruelly torturing the male, until he lay weak and helpless on the ground. Then, while three girls held his writhing limbs down on the ground, another would entice his penis into engorged passion, and then would lower herself onto the rigid member. Though the man would try to resist, knowing the outcome of the rape, he was helpless, as a gorgeous girl would use her hips and inner muscles to milk him of his seed. Then, with all his passion spent into her, the girl would slide herself up his shuddering body, to coil slim, strong fingers around his throat, and she would slowly strangle him to death. From the womb of the girl, would come a child from this enforced union. If it was a girl, there would be great rejoicing in the Amazon village, if however, the child was a male..it was taken into the jungle..it was a cruel, but necessary way of keeping the Amazons a truly female tribe. The young female child, was taught from a very young age, the art of unarmed combat, and the use of the Amazon's weapons..a spear, and a short sword. By the time , they reached the age when they could become a Warrior..the age of eighteen..they were ready to take on any male. The six girls in the arena, had reached that age, and this was their last day of their "maiden" status. the following day, they were to set out to capture any males they could find, and bring them back to the village..to receive the approval and to be given their sword and spear, their "badges" of their warrior status. The six girls stood in line, while the calling warriors encouraged them. The Princess looked them over..all tall and lithe, the six girls were dressed in the usual short suade skirt of the amazon, which left the rest of their shapely tanned bodies to be seen. from Stunning heart shaped faces, framed with a variety of different colourd hair, down over full breasts, to flat hard stomachs down to their long well muscled legs, the girls were visions of perfect females to be admired by their sisters, and lusted aftef by the men who they encountered. On the seating over the top of the pallisade, the Princess waved an elegant arm, for the girls to start their final practice session befor the hunt on the morrow, for the real enemy. The girls paired off, and were soon throwing each other over rounded shoulders and hips, each trying for a telling hold . The Princess smiled as she scanned the crowd of well wishers,,all the mothers were in the crowd...it would be a proud day for them, if their offspring brought back prisoners on the next day. Squeals broke through her reverie of remembering her own Mother, and the joy she felt, when her daughter led a male, with a halter of vine around his neck into the camp..She looked with interest into the arena again. The six girls were now on the ground, bronzed shapely limbe entwined around each other, writhing together, uttering squeals and grunts as they tried to enforce their wills on each other. The Princess bit her lip, her breast heaving in pleasure as she watched a blonde haired girl with huge brown eyes, as she twined her long brown legs around the waist of another who sat before her, she coiled shapely arms around the neck of the black haired girl, now scissored and pulled her  onto her back. The blonde girl tightened her grips, and flashed a sweet smile at her Princess, and her black haired foe, arched her slim body, trying to prise the blonde's tightly gripping thighs apart. As the slim arms tightened around her throat, the black haired girl gagged , and desperately reached up to try to pull the arms off her throat. The blonde switched to a classic sleeper hold, one hand moving up to press the black haired head against the other forearm. She smiled broadly as the Princess smiled her approval, and she arched her body, the smooth hard thighs gripping tightly the heaving body of the other girl, locking herself to her, as the black haired girl desperatly kicked out, desperately clawing at the arms that were weakening her, knowing that she had to free herself...before she lapsed into unconciousness. The blonde gritted her teeth, and tightened her deadly grips again, she felt the black haired girls slide off her steel hard thighs, as her foe started to slide into the depths, the Princess, saw the black haired girl's eyes flutter, saw her twitching hands on the ground, the occasional kick from her legs, the spasmodic shudder of the body..and she waved her hand. The blonde girl recognised the sign, and unlocked her limbs from her unresisting opponent, allowing the black haired girl to collapse against her, while she gently stroked and kissed sister back to consciousness. Near the sitting couple, a girl with shortish red hair, and narrowed green eyes, was throwing a girl with long brown hair with ease. Using hip and shoulder throws, three times the brown haired girl met the hard earth, before dazedly staggering up again. The redhaired smiled cruelly, and calmly stepped into her swaying opponent, raising a shapely arm high, before chopping her hard stiffened edge of her palm down against the base of the other's neck. With a moan, the dark haired girl sank to her knees. The red haired stepped in and placing one  sole of her foot against the others forehead, she pushed hard. As the other girl slumped semi conscious onto her back, the redhead smiled coldly and stepping over her opponent , cocked her head to look down at the other girl , then she dropped down, sitting heavily onto the dark haired girl's stomach.  As her oppenent gasped her breath out, the redhead shuffled foreward on her knees to sit onto the face of the other. She grasped the weakly waving hands and pushed them onto the ground , as she squirmed her hips over the other's face, until the gasps and moans were silenced, as the nose and mouth were covered by the redhead's crotch. The Princess looking on, could see nothing of the girls face, only the long brown hair which flowed out from under the short suade skirt of the red head. As the dark haired girl twisted and turned, frantically trying to free her hands, the redhead had the smile of a cat, as she archly turned her face towards the Princess. The look on her lovely face caused a shudder to run down the spine of the leader. The redhead, all through the years of training, had proved herself to be a cruel torturer, totally deadly. the Princess nearly felt pity for any man who fell prey to her . A body that would enslave a man in lust, before she broke his spirit, and then his body..as she slowly tortured him to death. The redhead spread her knees, then secure in her balance, and the helplessness of her victim, she knelt up , putting her hands on her hips, thrust her proud breasts out, and looked in self conscious pride at her Princess, feeling her foe weakly writhing under her. The dark haired girl, feeling unable to breathe, panicked, and raised her hands to push at the hard stomach above her. The red haired girl laughed , and grasped the hands again, forcing them down again. The dark haired girl screamed..trying to twist her hands free to tap out her submission, klcking the ground ..The red haired girl had passed to another place...a strange smile was on her lovely lips..her green eyes..looking into a secret innerself..as she kept her desperate opponent helplessly pinned under her..she heard the small smothered squeals..and knew that she could kill the other girl ...."LANA....RELEASE ". The redhead refocused her eyes..and glanced over to the Princess. She was stood waving her arm frantically..Lana looked down. The dark haired girl had stopped struggling, and her hands and feet were twitching. Reluctly, the redhead rose from her foe, and stood , a small secret smile on her lips, as the dark haired girl slowly recovered, her breast heaving, as the lungs dragged desperately needed air into her lungs. A squeal drew the Princess's attention to the final duo.A blue eyed blonde with a mesmerisingly pretty face was leaning on one elbow and lauging as she looked down at an auburn haired girl whose head was scissored between the blonde's shapely tanned thighs. The Princess smiled in pleasure. The blonde Ella, was the Princess's favourite girl. She had taken her as her own, when the girl's mother had been killed in a battle with the men, and had taught her all she knew. Developing the girl's young muscles ..until now they were steel bands covered with satin bronzed skin. Her legs were the girl's favourite weapons, she had used them to deadly effect on the other Maidens in their practice sessions ; forcing submission after submission from her  sisters. none could resist the power of those legs, when they were coiled around necks , or wrapped around the bodies of her opponents. Now..it was the auburn haired girl who was in the uneviable position as she lay on her back, feeling the powerful inner muscles of the blonde's right leg harden and dig deep into her throat. The back  of her neck was resting against the opposite thigh, and as she arched, the auburn haired girl tried to push the thighs off. The response she got was a giggle of pleasure from the blonde..and a hissed..."Submit to me..give in ",  "No"..the other gasped...but then the blonde arched her body,,thrusting her hips foreward  the grip tightening more. The auburn haired girl's hands now tried to claw the thighs apart..feeling the steel of the thigh and calf muscles as they tightened and hardened closing the other's throat. With a wheeze, The auburn haired girl looked up into the blue eyes which gazed down into her opponent's agonised expression. "Come on"...the blonde wheedled " Give in..you can't resist me !" As if to emphasise this, the blonde grasped the wrist and straightening it, pulled the clawing hand from the steel hard thigh. The blonde leaned back, and as she tightened her scissors again, she twisted the wrist of her foe..forcing a gasp of pain from the other. The auburn haired girl wheezed out a strangled  "Noooooo"..as the blonde tightened the scissors even more. The pressure was increased, and the Princess felt a rush of pleasure to see her favourite in such control of her opponent. "Yessss" hissed the blonde,,"Submit to me !" The auburn haired girl felt her head would explode..or her neck break under the sinewy steel of the other's thighs..and reluctly tapped out her submission. With a girlish giggle, The blonde, unlocked her ankles, and dizzily, the auburn haired girl lay massaging her neck ruefully. "Come"..said the Princess..when the girls had all recovered sufficiently, and were stood in line before her again. "You have all learnt well. Tomorrow you will go on your first hunt..but today..we feast your success ..join us.." She led the girls to the cavorting warriors...and the whole village finally settled down to feast and drink..to tell each others stories of past battles and glories. The maidens listened wide eyed to the stories..and wondered what stories they would have to tell, when they were true Amazon warriors.