Living in the shadow of Amazons, Part I: Beginning a new life with an Amazon. By J. Allan J. - jallanj@yahoo.dk Myria and Lucius are married by the Amazon Queen Heta. This is the first instalment of my Living in the shadow of Amazons series. This story is continued from the prelude 'Homians revisited' mini-series, where the two main characters of my series meet. The phrase 'Homian' is borrowed from Hardie, but the mindsets of the two series are totally different and have nothing to do with each other. Quick notes by author: About males living in Amazonia: The society of the Amazons was stringently matriarchal. Their husbands (and male slaves) did all domestic work that was traditionally performed by women in Greece, while the Amazonian women handled warfare and politics. The Amazons often mutilated the arms or legs of their husbands to prevent them from taking up arms against them or escaping. Furthermore the Amazonians kept their males in forced illiteracy by depriving them from schooling. Basic skills like reading, writing and arithmetic were only allowed for their female children. The story so far:- After the Amazons have vanquished yet another hostile male tribe - the Homians, the Amazon Queen Heta offers them a peace treaty. During the celebration of the peace treaty, officer Lucius of Homia and officer Myria of Amazonia have sex together - Amazon style. Lucius falls in love with his Amazon counterpart and invites her to visit his home, but the Homian king initiates a coup d''tat and arrest her and the emissaries of Queen Heta. With the help of Myria, Lucius spring the Amazon prisoners free and are in return promised asylum in the nation of Gargareans, an allied male tribe of the Amazons. The story: After passing through the pass in the Appian mountains which led into Amazonia, they quickly rode straight for the Amazon capital Themiskyra. When they arrived, Myria spoke briefly to the Amazons guarding the entrance to the city and they saluted her and opened the city-gates to them. Myria discreetly ordered Lucius to hand his weapons to her, because males were not allowed to carry arms in Themiskyra. The band of run-away slaves and servants which Lucius had brought with him from Homia weren't armed at all, because they had already given their weapons to Amazon emissaries and their bodyguards back in the Homian capital Thermodonus. While they rode through the city streets to the palace of Queen Heta, Lucius noticed that a young lady approached Blasius. She walked up beside his horse and discreetly tugged at his foot to get him off the horse so they could talk while walking together. Lucius could not hear what they discussed. The girl looked around 21 years; she was not armed and wore civilian clothes. When they finished talking, Blasius nodded his head and bowed to her. She smiled, hugged him and kissed his cheeks and then disappeared into the crowd in the streets. Blasius got back on his horse and rode up to Lucius. "I didn't know that you had family in Amazonia." Lucius said. "I don't. Well, now I have, by the looks of it." "You speak in riddles, my dear Blasius." "Sorry, master Lucius, I mean citizen Lucius. The young girl wants to marry me and I have of course accepted." Blasius explained. "Her name is Androlyta and she wants to follow me to the nation of Gargareans. "That was quick! My congratulations." Lucius complimented him. Lucius rode up to Myria and told her about Blasius' marriage plans. "Yah. That figures." Myria said. "I noticed that civilian approached him a while ago. She works as a civil servant over at the Queens treasury in the palace, where she handles the taxes, I think. She is no doubt broody and therefore she grabbed Blasius as soon as she saw him before someone else snatches him." Lucius had noticed how the Amazon 'grass' back in Thermodonus also were attracted to Blasius and asked Myria to please explain why he was so special. Was he really that good looking? "Looks have nothing to with it." Myria explained. "Instead he's got that distinct aura of a domesticated male over him. He was born and bred as a slave as his father before him and his father before him, correct?" "Correct!" "So, unlike you he will never cause her any trouble." "I will never cause you any trouble, my dear Myria!" Lucius proclaimed. "You will cause nothing but!" Myria said. "You're an untamed male, resourceful and self-esteemed and you can handle a sword! These virtues are not in demand among Amazons - but you will fit in nicely with the Gargareans. "And you can stop grovelling to me now. I said I'll come and sit on your face and I will. About this other business - take it up with the Queen!" They had now arrived at the palace courtyard, where they were greeted by the Queen Heta herself. "Welcome back, Lieutenant Lucius." Queen Heta said. "It's good to see you again. And you brought some friends with you and also brought my emissaries back." "Noble Queen Heta." Lucius jumped off his horse and kneeled before her. "There are those who crave for war, but I am not one of them. I was present myself when the senators of Homia signed a peace agreement between our great nations." "Alas, the king of Homia has painfully lost his way, but I have returned to honour that peace agreement. My men and I plead for citizenship in the nation of Gargareans, where we will begin a new life in peace and prosperity." "Be most welcome then." the Queen said. "Please come inside, where we will talk. You too, Myria." The three of them went inside the palace and up the stairs to the throne-hall and into one of the conference-rooms, which the Queen used for audiences. Lucius followed humbly behind Myria in order to gain respect and show obedience. Audience with Queen Heta: The queen sat down in an easy chair, which was elevated above the floor in order to display her supreme status. Lucius and Myria sat on ordinary chairs in front of her. "Noble Queen." Lucius began. "Please understand that I'm not at all a rogue, but an agent of the Homian senate. The noble senator Flavius sends his regards and wishes to inform you that the despicable arrest of your noble emissaries is the crime of an insane dictator - without the consent of the Homian people. Flavius urges you not to take any action against Homia at the present." "Well, now that the emissaries are safely back with us, the Amazons have no reason to march into Homia. Thanks to you, Lucius." the Queen smiled at him. "Your actions are very noble, especially considering how much you must hate the Amazons." "My heart carries no hatred towards the Amazons." Lucius objected. "I have no reason for that." "Don't play us for fools." the voice of Queen Heta was stern. "The 5000 homian dead in the Appian pass are more than enough reason for your heart to be filled with hate. I certainly noticed that you were not at all happy, when the noble Homian female senators signed the peace agreement." "It's a fact that presently the Homian nation is filled with hatred towards the Amazons. The many war-widows of Homia will properly not agree with my views." Lucius said. "However, I remember quite well what happened at Troy, after the Greeks had tricked the gate open and killed all the males inside. They razed the city to the ground and plundered its riches. They raped and killed all the women inside and their children or sold them off as slaves." "That maggot-eating shit-head Menelaus viciously raped and strangled to death the noble Andromache, widow of Hector. And he also had Hector's son Astyanax killed in cold blood. He ordered one of his henchmen to smash his skull in and throw the corpse over the wall, (Homer: Iliad). And the Greeks also burned Hector's daughter Polyxena alive on Achilles' funeral pyre." "But from those rapists and child-murdering mother-fu... eh, bastards, Homia inherited it's democracy." Lucius was reluctant to use too harsh language in front of Queen Heta and Myria. They were fierce man-slayers, but they were still ladies and an officer and gentleman like Lucius should always use a civil tone in their presence. "If the Greeks are forgiven their atrocities against Troy, then the Amazons most certainly should be forgiven for the massacre of the Appian pass. After all, there were no atrocities against the Homian civilians from the Amazons after the battle and the Homians were allowed to collect their dead warriors unmolested." Lucius then explained how he and his Honourable Legion were assigned to accompany the Homian families with their ox-driven carts on their way to collect the dead. The loud, anguished cries and sobbing of the Homians echoed through the Appian pass, while they sorted the piles of dead warriors, looking for their loved ones. The screams and crying of the Homian children pounded on Lucius' brain, while they were shaking the corpses of their beloved fathers or older brothers, desperately trying to awake them from the death- sleep. The tears rolled down Lucius' face and he looked to sky and wondered what mortal sin the Homian nation had committed in the past, which had brought the wrath of the gods upon them. "Bringing young children out to collect the dead? That's disgusting!" Myria scolded him. "Why do you submit your youth to such barbarism?" "Tradition, I suppose." Lucius didn't know the reason. "Why do you kill males for sport?" "That's a lie!" the Queen stared angrily at him. "Amazons kill males in order to survive. We do not kill any living creature for sport!" "Is that so?" Lucius returned her stare. "Well, I can tell you something." Then he looked at Myria, but she looked away. She was obviously not interested in discussing the events that led to their first encounter at the hilltop. Then Lucius calmed himself and decided to keep his mouth shut. "What can you tell me then?" the Queen barked at him. "Nothing, I'm sorry! Unlike Your Majesty, I am only an imperfect being and you are absolutely right." Lucius grovelled to the Queen. Lucius knew that keeping in with the Amazon Queen was the key to success in his new life: First, he needed her aid to obtain a new position. Unlike the men he had brought with him, Lucius was not an artisan. He only knew how to handle a sword, but with a recommendation from the Queen, he could become an officer in the Gargarean army. Second, he wanted to be with Myria and the Queen could make their liaison official. "You need not grovel to me, we are friends now." the Queen instantly knew that Lucius wanted something from her. "Make your request and I will look into it." "Very well, noble Queen." Lucius said. "I need a commission. I have no skills except I can handle a sword. But with your help, I could become an officer in the army of the Gargareans. If you do this for me, I would be very grateful "I suppose I could help you with that." the Queen said with a strange smile. "But you would have to swear allegiance to me; Heta, Queen of the Amazons." Lucius got off his chair and kneeled to the Queen. "I, Lucius, hereby pledge my .. eh." Lucius didn't have a sword but Myria quickly handed him one. ".. sword to you, Heta, Queen of the Amazons. I am thine to command and I shall rather die than fail thee." "Very well, then." Queen Heta said. "I hereby grant you the rank of a Lieutenant in the Gargarean Militia." "Your Majesty is very kind!" Lucius leaned forward and kissed her feet. "There was small matter." Lucius remained kneeling. "Another small matter! What is it now?" the Queen cooed. "This request will come with some embarrassment to the brave and beautiful Captain Myria." Lucius spoke softly as if he was embarrassed to speak. "I have fallen under her spell and wish with all my heart to spend my days - and nights - with her as her devoted husband." "Have you two discussed this?" the Queen asked. "Oh yes, we discussed the matter very briefly back in Thermodonus." Myria said. "But we were of course preoccupied with planning our escape, so we decided to seek you counsel, noble Queen." the tone of her voice clearly indicated to the Queen that Myria was against the idea. "Well, we don't use the term 'husband' in Amazonia." the Queen explained. "It has a ugly stench of male domination tied to it. Such a union is between wife and spouse." "So you wish to stay with Myria here in Amazonia rather than follow your men to the nation of Gargareans?" "NO!" Lucius' heart skipped a beat but he calmed himself. "I plead that your majesty would transfer Myria to the nation of Gargareans, so that we may be together up there." "So, you disapprove of female supremacy, is that it?" Queen Heta sounded inquisitive and Lucius knew he had to choose his words carefully now. "Noble Queen. I have sworn allegiance to you and I swear that I will always defend your borders regardless of your way of life. That is not for me to judge, that is your entirely own affair and not mine. "Hmm." the Queen looked at him. "Fair enough. Now leave us, I wish to speak with Myria in private." Lucius kneeled again to the Queen, then bowed to Myria and handed his sword back to her and walked out the door to the throne-hall, where he waited patiently. "So, what do you think of our boy?" the Queen began. "Well, he's a typical male, arrogant and self-esteemed." Myria answered. "He wears his animosity towards the Amazon cause on his sleeve." "But he pleases you in bed, does he not?" the Queen said. "His face was all covered in pussy juice in the morning after the celebration of the peace treaty, so he must have done something right." "Well, he was rather crude in his oral servitude at first, but he responded very well to my instructions and made an honest effort of pleasing me during the night - and eventually got around to do right." "However, he was once our enemy. He has turned once, so he may turn again." Myria didn't like where this was going. She had expected the Queen to immediately put her foot down on Lucius idiotic proposal. "That's right!" the Queen explained. "His presence here has caused quite a lot of suspicion. It could be a ruse to plant a infiltrator here. The males to the west have tried twice to take us by force and failed. They might try a more subtle move now!" "Or it could be a feint within a feint." Myria suggested. "His motives are maybe genuine enough, but our enemies could be playing him. We do not yet fully comprehend this principle of democracy, nor do we know this Senator Flavius or his motives." "That's why I need a trusted and resourceful Amazon to keep a close eye on him at all time." apparently the Queen had already formed the idea that Myria should follow Lucius to the nation of Gargareans long before Lucius made his idiotic proposal. "But he has killed women before and he might do it again." Myria was still looking for at way out. "Come on now, are you intimidated by one single male, who is madly in love with you?" the Queen taunted her. "What harm could he possible do to you? Except drool down your legs, when you shove your pussy in his face." "No, it's not that!" Myria didn't like that Queen Heta insinuated that she was scared of Lucius. "But I prefer the touch of noble women to his crude pawing, noble Queen." "Ha! You can still visit your girl-friends whenever you like. Lucius won't stop you. And if he starts acting up, just break his fingers then he will soon learn how to behave himself." "I expected more from an Amazon. Shall I ask someone else to hold his leash if you are not up to the job?" the queen scolded her. "Eh... no." Myria had no more excuses. "So you will accompany him to the nation of Gargareans and hold his leash then? The Queen was getting irritated with Myria." "Yes, your highness! I was just resting my mind." Myria decided to obey her Queen. "And if he turns out to be too stupid and impossible to live with, you can just move back to Amazonia and leave him to rot up there. You can still call upon him once in a while, whenever you feel like it - like Skadi and Njord." "Yes, like Skadi and Njord, he has mentioned them already." Myria giggled. "Then he's obviously intelligent and educated." the Queen said and then she paused. She suddenly had a strange thought. What if he had offspring with an Amazon mate? "How old are you, Myria?" "31! I'll turn 32 next year in the month of Thargelion (April-May), Your Majesty, why?" "Then it's not too late." the Queen explained. "We have never discussed the consequences for losing those horsewomen on that hilltop, where you first encountered Lucius. Well, here it is; I want you to get impregnated by him." "I will expect at least three girl children from you, then you will have repaid your debt to the nation of Amazons." Ugh, that meant that she would have to admit his filthy cock into her pussy. Myria was revolted by the mere thought of this disgusting act. "And don't sulk!" the Queen barked at her. "I'm not demoting you, but simply transferring you so that you will keep your rank." She could clearly see that Myria was not too happy. "Now go and fetch him back here, then I will read the rites to you." "Yes, Your Highness." Myria forced a smile while she curtsied to the Queen and went out the door to get a hold of Lucius. He stood by a window, admiring the view over the city. As soon as Myria came out the door, Lucius rushed towards her, eager to hear the Queen's decision. "Well, what did she say?" he softly spoke. He noticed that Myria had a disappointed look on the face. She didn't even bother to answer him, but just took a hold of his hair and drove her knee hard into his balls. Lucius gave a loud grunt and she pushed him on the floor and threw herself on top of him. Then she banged her knee into his balls two more time, while she cursed him. "Let me guess, she said yes." Lucius said when she paused. "Uh-huh." Myria smiled and banged her knee into his balls. Lucius had to concentrate not to scream from the pain. "And now you are pissed because you have to follow me up north." "Uh-huh." Myria smiled again and banged his balls again. Lucius put his hand on his mouth to muffle his scream. "Well, if that's how you feel about it, you should have said no." Lucius said. "You never say no to the Queen - unless you want to end your career." Myria explained. "I meant before we arrived at Themiskyra, you mor... eh Myria, my dear." Lucius just made a mistake. Myria got a hardened look on her face and she sat up on his groin. "Were you just about to call me a 'moron'?" she barked at him. "No!" he said. "Don't fucking lie to me! you scumbag." she screamed and punched him hard in the guts. "Well, maybe ... ugh. I don't remember ... ugh. I might have ... oufff. It was a slip of the tongue ... ugh. I didn't mean it ... gahhh. I'm sorry ... ugh." Lucius tried to make sense to her, while Myria pounded away at him. He protected himself with his arms and caught some of her punches, while others landed hard in his guts. Eventually he grew tired of her punishment and firmly grabbed her arms by the wrists. "Stop hitting me. I've done you no harm!" he hissed at her, because her punishment was uncalled for. Myria froze when he grabbed her hands. He resisted her punishment and that was a grave transgression. "Let go of my hands." she spoke calmly, although her voice trembled. Lucius could gather from the tone of her voice that this was serious and immediately let go of her hand and put his arms down his sides. "Put your hands behind your back and keep them there." her voice was calm but stern. Lucius manoeuvred his arms behind his back. She positioned herself astride on his chest and firmly locked his arms behind his back with her knees. Then she looked away while her right hand discreetly moved up her head to fix her hair, but suddenly she swung the hand down with all her might on Lucius' cheek. His head turned violently to the side from the blow, but her other hand come down from the other side and smacked him even harder on the other cheek. Lucius' head almost spun off at his neck. She then took a firm hold of his hair and banged his head against the brick-floor and made Lucius see stars. Then she put her face close to his and yelled at him, while looking him straight in the eye. "Listen here, you worthless piece of shit! I rule your world now! You will receive beatings from now on - even if I fucked up myself. If you ever resist me again, you will wear broken fingers on a permanent basis." "And if you don't like it, you can just crawl back to the mud-huts from which you came!" "Yes ma'am." Lucius just sighed and looked at the sealing. The ugly truth was about to dawn on him: Myria didn't like him that much and planned to use him as a punching bag for working out her personal frustrations. "Speak up, I can't hear you, worm!" she shouted into his face as if she was his commanding officer - which she actually was by now. "Yes ma'am." he said loud and clear while looking her straight in the eyes. Then she clinched her hand into a fist and raised it high above her head as if she was going to smash the face in of poor Lucius. He didn't try to break free or resist her, he just pleaded silently with his eyes. But instead of hitting him, she just tickled him at the base of this throat with her other hand and started laughing. She got off him and pulled him to a stand by grapping his hair. "And just so you know the truth: It's not even your fault. Queen Heta got the idea that I should follow up north, long before you even made your pathetic proposal. As always, the females think way ahead of you hapless males." "And naturally, I can't hit the Queen, but I can hit you - and I will. You might as well get used to it." "So, you can walk out of here now or you can stay and take the pain. What'll it be, darling?" "I'm resolved; I'm sticking with you, Myria - pain or no pain." Lucius was determined to stay with her. "Then let us go back to the conference-room, where the noble Queen will read the wedding-rites to us." When they got back into the conference-room, Queen Heta noticed that Lucius face was red from Myria's face-slapping and he walked funny due to the aching in his balls and his guts. "Well, now. I can see that you are already getting to know each other a bit better." the Queen said. "Lucius, I have decided to reward you for your good deeds and transfer Myria to defend the northern border. You will live together with her as her spouse and will also refer to her as your commanding officer." "You shall be known henceforth as 'Lucius, spouse of Myria'. You shall always use this title when speaking to noble females. How you present yourself to other males is your own concern." "However, just because Female Supremacy does not rule in the nation of Gargareans, you have to abide to certain rules due to your marriage to an Amazon." "You will never hit Myria - even if she provokes you. If you ever raise your hand against her, your arm will be crippled. Only if she draws steel against you, then you are allowed to defend yourself. Whenever she beats you with her bare hands, you just have to take it - like bad weather. Are we clear on these rules, Lieutenant?" "Perfectly clear, Your Majesty." Lucius said. "Good. the Queen said. How old are you, by the way, Lucius?" "26, Your Majesty. I'll turn 27 soon in the month of Maimakteron (Oct-Nov)." "So, you are a lecherous young man and born at the right conjunction of the stars - you will serve Myria well, I'm sure." Lucius didn't know by then what the Queen was on about, but it sounded very nice. "Now for the wedding rites: Lucius, do you swear obedience to Myria? To obey her every command and always do right by her?" "What is this about obeying her?" Lucius objected. "I'm her husband, I mean spouse and not some third-rate slave-boy, which she picked up at the marketplace at a discount." "I will always do her bidding when we are in bed but outside the bedroom, I demand respect and negotiations on our day-to-day chores." Unfortunately, the word for a spouse and a simple slave were more or less synonyms in the Amazon vocabulary. "He demands? Such rebelliousness and self-esteem is unacceptable in a spouse." Myria was furious that Lucius didn't bow down to her. "And I herby declare you wife and spouse." the Queen had no time for their quarrel. "Halt, he has not yet sworn obedience to me." Myria objected. "So what?" the Queen barked at her. "He has sworn allegiance to his Queen and that's good enough for me." "Who cares about these wedding wows, anyways? They are all bollocks in the end. You can work out the details of your daily chores among yourself. I can't be bothered with such trivialities." "And Myria! You know what I expect from you. So, get down and get busy. I leave you now to arrange the details of your married life." "There's another couple waiting for me to read the rites to them down at the entrance-hall." She was of course talking about Blasius and Androlyta, who patiently waited for the Queen to wed them. After Queen Heta had left, Myria sat and stared at the floor, while she boiled inside. She felt like she had just been banished from the Amazon realm. And to add insult to injury, the Queen ordered her to have children by Lucius. He just sat silently and watched her. He could clearly see that she was unhappy about leaving Amazonia, but he dared not try to speak any comforting words to her. At last Myria took the initiative and she got off her chair and stood in front of him. "On you feet, soldier!" she barked at him. Lucius got up and stood attention in front of her. Then she punched him hard in the gut. Lucius gave a grunt, but remained standing with his hands on his back. Then she punched twice in the gut and he breathed heavily from the pain, while his knees began to tremble. Finally she punched him hard three times in a row that made him howl from the pain and his legs gave away and he fell to his knees, while Myria stood towering over him and Lucius remained kneeling. As soon as he got his breath back, she took a firm hold of his hair and pulled his head backwards. She lowered her face close to his, while she spoke to him. "Do you, Lieutenant Lucius of the Gargarean Militia swear to take any pain that I, Captain Myria of the Queen's Royal Cavalry of Amazonia see fit to dish out to thee?" "I do. And do you, Captain Myria of the Queen's Royal Cavalry of Amazonia swear never to cause me permanent injuries." Lucius said. "I do. And should I accidentally break any of your bones, I will make sure that our fine surgeons heal you completely." "Then I'm your man!" Lucius smiled at her. "Perfect! Then I shall give you pain and sit on your face until you have your fill." Myria smiled back now that they had laid out the main principles of their marriage life. "Now, hands behind you back! I will not use leather cords anymore; instead you must put it in your mind that you are still tied up." "The rules are fairly simple: I tough you. You never touch me - unless I tell you to do so. If this is too complicated for you, I shall gladly help you to remember by breaking your fingers. It's nothing personal, but I only let noble females touch me and you don't exactly qualify for that." Having sworn their private wedding wows, it was now time to consummate their marriage. They quickly got their clothes off and Lucius laid on his back with his arms behind him, while she sat astride him. First she presented her nibbles to him, which he eagerly sucked and caressed with his tongue. Then she moved forward and positioned herself with her pussy in his face. Lucius gave a sigh of joy, he had been longing to taste her pussy again for many month now. He savoured the taste of her sex. Myria smiled when she felt Lucius tender tongue licking her pussy. She could clearly tell that Lucius had been longing for her. While he licked her, she reached behind her and courteously caressed his nibbles. Soon, she was moaning with pleasure. It was quite obvious that Lucius had carefully memorized the strategy of oral servitude that Myria had taught him at their first 'magical' night. Soon she was shaking from her first orgasm, but she remained seated at his face and let him lick her some more. Then she looked behind her and saw that Lucius' cock was fully eject and pre-cum was oozing from its tip. "Predictable!" she thought to herself. "Fuck it! I might as well get it over with." Then she got off his face and crawled back to position herself on his cock. The face of Myria was contorted with disgust as she slid Lucius' eject cock up her pussy. "Myria! What is this?" he asked. "I ask no favours from you." "Oh, this is not for you, worm. This is for Queen and Motherland, I take no pleasure in it!" "Yes, I can see that." Lucius thought to himself. Then he concentrated on ejaculating as quickly as possible while he looked at the ceiling. He didn't get off at watching Myria in agony. "You can stop tormenting yourself now, dear wife." he softly said when he had ejaculated. He didn't even have an orgasm, it was mere mechanical work. Then she got off his cock and put her hand on her pussy to prevent his semen from oozing out and crawled up to sit on Lucius' face again. "Clean out your filth from my pussy temple, which you have defiled with your disgusting excrements." she firmly said. Lucius willingly licked her pussy thoroughly and ate all his semen that dripped onto this tongue. Myria was relieved that her torment was over for this time and let him lick her to a powerful orgasm as compensation for the torments which she had suffered. Now sexually sated, Myria remain seated on his face and just rocked gently back and forth while she enjoyed his skilful oral servitude. She seemed in a trance-like state of mind, but was brutally startled by a knock on the door. "What is it?" she angrily grunted. A voice from the outside announced that supper was being served at the throne-hall and the Queen was waiting for them to take their seats at the table, before people could start eating. At the table the Queen announced that the Homians would stay in Themiskyra for a week as her honoured guests. They were all installed in the quests chambers in the palace - except Lucius and Blasius, who should stay with their Amazonian wives. And at the day before their departure the Queen would give a farewell feast to wish them all good luck in their new country. Life of males in Themiskyra: After supper Myria took Lucius back to her house. It was however not her private property, but owned by the Queen's royal cavalry. Amazons officers like Myria were leasing it, whenever they stayed in Themiskyra. Lucius trotted humbly behind her, while they walked through the city-streets. There was a little something that irritated her about the looks of Lucius: He had grown longer hair since they last met. All males who participated in the celebration of the peace treaty were ordered to have their hair cut in order to please their hosts. Long hair of males were considered a foul symbol of manhood, which provoked the Amazons. Blasius and the other servants and slaves all wore short haircuts to display their low status in public life back in Homia, but Lucius was an officer and therefore his thick brown hair was cut short on his forehead and grew long down his neck. As soon as they got back to her house, she fetched a pair of scissors. "I think we should do it outside. Take your clothes off, it can get a little messy." "Ehh ... I ..." Lucius looked nervously at the pair of scissors. While he slowly edged towards the door to escape her. "Will you come to your senses. I'm cutting off your hair and not your pathetic genitals, you moron!" "Oh, of course." Lucius eased up and undressed himself, took a stool and made himself comfortable on the porch of her house. "Please proceed, my dear." "I give the orders around here, worm!" she smacked him with the scissors at the back of this head. "And it's 'Mistress' not 'dear'" she said and started to cut his hair. "Why did you extract my semen back at the palace?" Lucius quietly asked, while she was cutting his hair. "You obviously don't like my cock penetrating you." "The Queen has ordered me to produce some girl-children by you." Myria explained. "So we must at least try. Hopefully one of us is sterile, so we can stop this nonsense in a few months from now." The irony wasn't lost to the Queen: She had united Myria and Lucius under orders of producing girl-children to replenish the Amazon warriors which were lost at the skirmish between their troops. "Queen Heta has demanded three 'replacements', no less. I doubt that we will get that far. At least she didn't demand ten children from me." "Ten? What are you on about?" Lucius objected. "We counted only eight dead Amazons on that hilltop. And your adjutant Lydia survived her wound. Unless it was a ghost, who shoved her pussy in my face, last time I was last sitting on your porch. "Well, hrrf." Myria grunted. "One didn't even make back to the barracks, but bled to death on the way home. And another's leg was crippled due to arrows, so she had to retire from military service." Myria was so embarrassed about her losses, so she tried to cover them up. She only reported one dead and the two wounded and she claimed to have engaged a Homian force, which counted at least 50 armed males. Later she reported the dead Amazons had died due to accidents while hunting or weapons training. Queen Heta got furious, when she discovered that Myria had taken heavy losses in battle and summoned her to Themiskyra to make a full report. At the inquiry Myria broke down in tears and admitted the truth about the skirmish against Lucius. Heta firmly scolded her and told her that the Homians which she had pursued, were only looking for their dead warriors and demanded an explanation on why she had chased after them in the first place. Finally the truth dawned on the queen. Myria and her warriors had been drinking heavily to celebrate their victory in the battle of the Appian pass and she was still intoxicated with alcohol and filled with bloodlust and hatred, when the scout had reported that a group of Homians were investigating the battleground in the Appian pass. "I assume that you have learned your lesson by now!" the Queen had shouted into her face and slapped her hard across her face. Then Queen Heta had dismissed her with an explanation that there would be consequences later, but Myria could keep her rank for the time being. "Well, at least you got a change to learn from your mistakes." Lucius said. "Besides it far better to loose eight of ten warriors due to drunkenness, than to loose 5.000 due to plain stupidity. "Point taken." Myria said and finished cutting his hair. Lucius put his hand to his hair and froze. She had almost cut all his hair off and it was lying in chunks around the stool. "Oh, what a shame to loose those lovely 'curls', which the little lieutenant was so fond of." she taunted him. However his humiliations were far from over. She ordered him to sweep up the hair on the porch, while she fetched a long leather cord, which she tied securely around his balls. Then she gave a hard tug at the cord, which made Lucius grunt from the pain and she towed him through the gate into the street. "Where are we going, Mistress?" "Out shopping, sweetie." Myria paraded him stark-naked through the city-streets to the marketplace in the centre of Themiskyra, while she smiled and greeted all the Amazons she met and Lucius trotted behind with a sour look on his face. When they got to the market, Myria ordered Lucius to carry the all goods, which she bought as if he was a common pack-mule. If ever he objected she just tugged hard at his balls and then he quickly obeyed her. The market was full of people and traders and puzzling with life. However Lucius noticed that the males often were walked with distinct limps or one of their arms were limp. They looked like war-veterans, who had been seriously wounded in battle. Lucius was intrigued and stopped a man at his own age, who practically dragged his leg behind him. "Your leg, good sir." Lucius said. "Terrible! War-wound?" "Nah! No such luck." the man said. "I have been subjected to domestic violence, plain and simple." "Domestic what?" Lucius was confused. "I don't understand." "You will!" he said and looked Myria up and down. She tugged the cord on Lucius balls and he moved forward. "Stop bugging him with all your stupid questions." she barked at him. "We're going home now." "But the man was been serious hurt and has obviously not received proper treatment." Lucius objected. "That's between his mistress and him and it's none of your concern." Myria explained that the man had been 'domesticated' by his mistress. It was common practice that Amazons taking a husband when they retired at 35 after 20 years of service in the Amazon army often mutilated him. "It's really for the best." she explained. "He is no threat to her or any Amazon now and therefore she can let him freely walk around the city. "And before you ask, I don't plan to 'domesticate' you." Of course Myria had just sworn never to cause him permanent injuries, but accidents could always happen, but she didn't plan to stay with Lucius for very long. One year in exile at the most. Then she would leave him and return to the realm of the Amazons. Just when they got outside the marketplace, they were approached by a messenger from the Queen. "Message from Queen Heta to captain Myria." the messenger began. "The Queen wishes to remind the good captain that our visitors from Homia are guests of honour and NOT prisoners of war - including your spouse." "The Queen also dislikes his new haircut." the messenger finished reading. "Well, please inform the Queen that captain Myria will heed her words." Myria said. "And about his hair, please inform the Queen that it was filled with lice and had to be cut short." "I beg your par... Arhhh." Lucius started objecting, but Myria tugged hard at his balls and made him shut up. Myria knelt down and untied the leather cord from Lucius' balls, while the messenger rode off. It would of course have been humiliating for her to kneel in front of him, had it not been the fact that it gave her a golden opportunity to strike at Lucius, who still was holding her goods from the market and could not see what she was doing. She aimed carefully and then she swung the leather cord with full force at his balls like a whip. "ARRHHHHH!" Lucius screamed at the top of his lunges and fell to his knees, but managed to hold on to her goods despite the massive pain, which she had inflicted on him. He continued to grunt from the pain and breath heavily and Myria smiled brightly, while she watched his agony. Then she grabbed his ear and pulled him close. She of course regretted that she had cut his hair so short, because she couldn't grab him by the hair anymore. "Don't ever again contradict me in public." she hissed at him. "Your spouse is very sorry for having questioned the authority of his wife and Mistress." Lucius tried to display some obedience to her to avoid further punishment. "That's the spirit!" she said. "Come along now. I need to buy you some new clothes. The old rags, which you were wearing, when you arrived won't do around here." "Besides, I should give you something as a wedding-gift - it might as well be some decent clothes to wear at the upcoming celebration at the palace." Lucius let Blasius keep his officer's uniform from his old country and wore his clothing instead. That is when Myria would actually let him wear clothes. To be continued .... The tale of Myria and Lucius continues in the next chapter 'Living in the shadow of Amazons, Part II: Life in Themiskyra'. The storyline is set for several chapters, however comments, suggestions or story ideas are welcome, just email the author at jallanj@yahoo.dk