Living in the shadow of Amazons, Interlude: The Amazons versus the Cappadocians, Part 3.
By J. Allan J. - jallanj@yahoo.dk
The Amazons torture a Cappadocian officer to death after the battle.


Varning --- Varning --- Varning:

This chapter contains a rather unpleasant torture scene. It's a 
little more brutal than the stuff that I usually write, but compare 
to some other stuff which can be read on this site, it's mayby rather 
innocent.



The battle of the Gelding's Gates, front section continued:

The Cappadocians led by Captain Prochoros retreated slowly back down 
the pass. Although they suffered casualties and wounded from the 
Amazon's arrow fire, they kept close formations with a double line of 
closed shields.

Captain Bereniche's Amazons slowly followed them, still harassing 
them with relentless arrow fire. She did not order her troops to rush 
her opponent, but waited patiently for her own re-enforcements to 
arrive from the foot of the pass and attack the Cappadocians from 
behind.

The Cappadocians was getting close to the little hill in the pass 
made by the avalanche, when a women's voice called to them.

"Hello, boys," the Captain of the Amazons who had secured the 'hill' 
was courteous enough to warn them before her archers started shooting 
at them.

Although they got a fair warning, the Cappadocians still lost a lot 
of warriors to the Amazon arrow rain before they managed to form a 
new defensive line with locked shields in their rear. Now the 
Cappadocians were trapped and guessed that they were the only remains 
of Diodorus' army.

Now the Cappadocian Captain Prochoros changed his tactics; With 
locked shields the Cappadocians suddenly moved forward towards the 
Amazons led by Bereniche. She ordered her warriors to stand firm and 
her archers to keep shooting, although their arrows inflicted limited  
damage on the males due to their double line of locked shields.

Now the desperate males started firing back at the Amazons, due to 
the lack of arrows or javelins, they hurled daggers and spare swords 
from fallen comrades instead. This tactic proved to be quite 
effective; The daggers and short-swords bounced off the shields of 
the Amazons and flew into the ranks of Amazons standing behind, 
killing and wounding many.

Amazon Captain Bereniche therefore ordered her archers to step back 
and instead ordered more swordswomen forward to strengthen their 
defensive line of locked shields. The males marched forward and soon 
their shields clashed against the shields of the Amazons.

"Push!" Captain Prochoros cried out.

The males put their shoulders to their shields and pushed the Amazons 
back. Bereniche ordered more Amazons forward to participate in this 
strange strength test which the Cappadocians had initiated. However, 
the males wasn't trying push their way back out of the trap.

Suddenly the Cappadocians let go and quickly stepped back which 
caused the surprised Amazons to fall forward an mass. A few young 
Cappadocians jumped forward when they saw the Amazons fall to the 
ground, they hacked and stabbed wildly at the Amazons while they got 
back on their feet.

The young Cappadocian brawlers were killed by arrows as they had 
exposed themselves, but their deaths were not in vain; It created 
confusion among the Amazons and it gave Prochoros sufficient time to 
implement his bold plan.


Behind the walls of the dead:

When the Amazons came back on their feet and got back in formation to 
face the enemy, their faces fell; The Cappadocians had build a 
defensive wall of their many dead and had retreated behind it. They 
pulled the last of their warriors over the wall and they strengthen 
it further when all Cappadocians were inside.

Captain Prochoros had build similar wall of dead Cappadocians facing 
the Amazons on the hill in the pass. Now the Cappadocians could rest 
safe from arrows. Bereniche hesitated on her next move and awaited 
Artianna's orders instead. It looked as if it was going to be a long 
day.

Finally Princess Artianna arrived on the scene and careful looked the 
wall of dead over.

"Resourceful bastards," she said appreciative. 

She ordered an archer to shoot a message to the Amazons on the other 
side to give her the status on how the fighting against the 
Cappadocian rear progressed.

She got an arrow back with an answer which a sharp eyed Amazon caught 
with her shield.

It irritated Artianna that the Cappadocia wall of dead forced her to 
communicate through messages shot with arrows. She risked loosing 
another warrior every time she sent or got an answer.

However, the news she received was good; All resistance from the 
Cappadocian rear had successfully been put down and the casualties of 
the Amazons were acceptable, but Commander Matrodona had fallen and 
the status was given by Captain Myria who had taken over the command 
of the deceased commander.

Princess Artianna analyzed her options; she could simply storm the 
Cappadocian stronghold by using her numbers, but the pass was narrow 
and the males would fight hard and cause the Amazons terrible losses. 
The Princess saw no need to sacrifice several hundreds of her fine 
warriors to annihilate a few hundred of worthless males.

She could also bid her time and wait for thirst and hunger to drive 
the males so desperate that they would come out and fight. But the 
Princess considered the Cappadocians to be nothing but barbarians who 
would drink the blood of their wounded and eat the flesh of their 
dead in order to hold out the siege.

Artianna looked up at the mountain plateaus. They could perhaps move 
some more boulders into position, but it would be impossible to 
create a new avalanche so close to where the first had just happened. 
And the Amazon Princess had enough of working on moving boulders and 
she did not want go up there again.

So there was only negotiations left to make the last of the 
Cappadocians go away. Artianna gave the order for her archers to 
ready their bows. She was going to soften up the Cappadocian 
stronghold before she initiated the actual negotiations.

All available Amazon archers readied their bows and when Artianna 
gave the signal, they all fired a massive trajectory volley of arrows 
into the Cappadocian stronghold.

The Cappadocian lookouts cried out their warning and they all took 
cower. However, the wounded men stood no change and were killed by 
the Amazon arrow rain.

One desperate Cappadocian warrior crept down in the latrine which 
they had recently ducked in the ground. He got covered in shit, but 
he saved his life unlike a great deal of other Cappadocians.

The Amazons kept firing trajectory volley of arrows into the 
Cappadocian stronghold until no more screaming was heard. After the 
forth volley, the males kept silent and Princess Artianna reckoned 
that she had killed all there was to be killed inside Cappadocian 
stronghold and she gave the command to cease fire.

Then her herald stepped forward and addressed the Cappadocians.

"Message from Princess Artianna of the Amazons," the herald cried 
out. "Will the commander of the Cappadocians please step forward, the 
Princess wishes to parley."

When there were no immediate answer, the herald called out again.

"Are you all dead in there? The Princess is waiting!"

"Hold your horses, young lady," Captain Prochoros answered. "I'm 
coming out."

He had just argued with his Adjutant Lieutenant Simonides on whether 
to step out or not. However, Prochoros decided to heed the call of 
the Amazons for a parley and he gave Simonides the command if he was 
killed or captured by the Amazons.  

He climbed over the wall of dead and took off his helmet and put his 
sword back in the sheath to symbolize that the fighting had stopped 
momentarily.

He stepped up to the herald and introduced himself. The herald had 
put a blanket on the ground and motioned him to sit down on a pillow 
on the blanket. Then Princess Artianna and Captain Bereniche stepped 
forward and introduced themselves. The Princess sat on the stool in 
front of him and Bereniche sat on a pillow beside her. Now the 
negotiations were ready to start.


The blood offer of Captain Prochoros:

First the Amazons offered Prochoros some wine which he courteous 
accepted. Then the Princess informed him that Cappadocians' presence 
on Amazon territory was an abomination in the eyes of Mother Nature, 
but Artianna was willing to spare their lives if they dressed naked 
and walked out of here bare footed, and unarmed of course.

Captain Prochoros explained that these terms were unacceptable. The 
males would not be unable to defend themselves against wild animals 
on their way home and on top on that they would be shamed if they 
returned home stark naked.

To make matters worse the Princess made some insulting remarks about 
certain whores who shared the bed of Diodorus and now lay buried with 
him deep in the ground.

Prochoros' face hardened and he firmly instructed the Princess not to 
speak disrespectfully of the noble wife of General Diodorus or her 
noble sister.

"So the good General Diodorus married an Amazon?" Bereniche asked in 
a friendly tone, while she tried to mediate between Artianna and 
Prochoros.

But Prochoros explained that the wife of Diodorus and her sister were 
not at all Amazons, but Hittites, a great nation south of Cappadocia. 
So there were no rogue Amazons involved after all. Artianna and 
Bereniche smiled at each other.

Then Bereniche humbly apologized on behalf of the Princess for having 
referred to the two noble ladies as whores. Artianna let her do the 
talking because the seemed to have a natural talent for diplomacy.

Bereniche explained in a diplomatic tone that the Amazons mistook the 
two female Hittites for Amazons due to the fact that they were armed, 
and rogue Amazons were considered lowlife scums among decent Amazons.

"It is against our customs to kill other noble females," Artianna 
said. "And therefore we must make amends to Mother Nature."

Prochoros explained that the Hittite nobility initiated the tradition 
of training their daughters along with their sons to use weaponry 
after the Greek atrocities at Troy. This way the Hittite ladies could 
defend their homes against brute invaders if their husbands should 
fall in battle.

Prochoros sensed that the mood of his two opponents had improved 
significantly after their misunderstanding about the rogue Amazons 
had been clarified. He thought of a way that he could save his men, 
but not necessarily himself.

"I know that you ladies like to do certain things to male prisoners 
of war," he politely began. "Let my men go, with full weaponry, 
armoury and the lot. Then I will be your blood offer."

"You do realize that you will pay in full for the losses that your 
men have caused the Amazons today?" Bereniche asked him.

"I do!"

His voice remained strangely calm although he in fact had just 
sentenced himself to death. An there would be no clean death for him, 
but he would die slow and painful.

Bereniche looked at Artianna, she looked Prochoros over a bit and 
then she nodded her head.

"Done!" Princess Artianna concluded. "I shall accept your blood 
offer, Captain Prochoros. Surrender your sword and dress yourself 
naked."

Prochoros did as he was told and then he called Lieutenant Simonides 
out to him in order to brief him on the new developments.

Prochoros informed him that he had given himself as blood offer to 
the Amazons and therefore Simonides was now the commanding officer 
who would take the remaining Cappadocian troops back home.

"But, Sir!" Simonides objected. "These barbarians will torture you to 
death in some obscene blood ritual."

"Correct!" Prochoros parried. "That's why you must take the boys home 
before the ladies change their minds and make new demands."

The Cappadocians had to leave anything made of iron behind because 
the Amazons needed that material, but else they could leave with 
whatever they else possessed. The Amazons also agreed to treat the 
wounded Cappadocians if they so wished.

Prochoros ordered to leave any wounded Cappadocian behind who were 
unable to march. They would die anyway if the carried them and the 
remaining Cappadocians needed to be at full strength in order to 
march back to Cappadocia.

The Amazons would treat their wounds or else execute them if they 
wished not to become slaves. The Amazons also agreed to leave be the 
corpses of the fallen Cappadocians as their families would come and 
collect them as soon as possible.

The Cappadocians then took all rations that they could find from 
their dead and then made ready to march out of their stronghold 
through a 'doorway' which they made in their wall of dead. Then 
Prochoros gave his last personal instructions to Simonides. 

"Take my amour and wear it on your way back home, but leave my shield 
behind and carry your own. Then give my amour to my son and tell him 
what happened here."

"And make sure that he does not come back here before he has reached 
proper fighting age!"

"By the way, are you still unmarried, Simonides?" Prochorus suddenly 
asked a personal question.

Yes, unfortunately Simonides' family wasn't wealthy enough for him to 
marry any those women that he had eyes on over the years.

"Well, my wife speaks highly of you!" Prochoros informed him. "It's 
just a suggestion, it's not an order."

Prochoros smiled at him. It would suit him just fine if his wife 
would marry Simonides because then he could safeguard his family.

Then Simonides marched the remaining Cappadocians over the hill and 
down the pass escorted by Bereniche and a group of Amazons, while 
Prochoros saluted them stark naked in the company of Princess 
Artianna.

Several of the males carried their an arm in a sling which the Amazon 
surgeons had provided for them after they operated arrows out of 
their arms and shoulders. However, the Amazon surgeons had discreetly 
made civilians out of the Cappadocian wounded warriors by cutting 
some vital tendons in their upper arm or shoulders. So, when their 
wounds healed, they would be unfit for warfare, but fit enough for 
working as artisans in the cities.

Wounded males wasn't at all unwelcome among Amazon surgeons because 
it was no secret that they learned much about the human anatomy by 
cutting males open. The Amazons surgeons gladly let their young 
apprentices operate on wounded males under their supervision. It did 
not matter if the males lived or died during surgery, and this way 
the apprentices gained valuable skills, which they later used on 
wounded Amazons.

"Why are these males armed?" Myria asked when the surviving 
Cappadocians accompanied by Captain Bereniche came out of the pass 
and marched by her.

Captain Bereniche explained that they were going home after their 
commander had given himself as blood offer during a parley with the 
Princess. 

Myria turned her horse and came back with a Cappadocian mule which 
had survived the Amazon arrow rain. It carried jars with water and 
Myria thought the boys looked rather thirsty.

"The Princess did not authorize this!" Bereniche objected.

But Myria informed her that she was now the commander below the pass 
after Matrodona had fallen and that she gave the Cappadocians water 
because they would have march for a least two days before they could 
replenish their water supply.

Lately, after her rendezvous with Lucianus the Thermodon, the good 
Captain Myria had become strangely eager to show good valour on the 
battlefield.

And so it came that of the 4000 strong Cappadocian army, which tried 
to take Amazonia, only 214 men returned back to Cappadocia.


The Amazons sacrifice the life of Captain Prochoros:

When they had finished gathering their dead and treating their 
wounded in the evening, the Amazons burned their dead in a mighty 
funeral pyre while gave prayers to Mother Nature or Lady Gaia as they 
also called her and later they sang songs of love and war to honour 
their dead.

Then it was time to eat. Most of the Amazons ate and drank outside by 
campfire, but Myria was invited to join the dinner at the Princess 
Artianna's table inside the Royal tent.

Captain Prochoros was tied up until evening dinner, then the Princess 
had him washed and then took him to the royal tent.

She led him to the table by a leather cord which she had tied 
securely around his balls. He sat beside the Princess during dinner 
tied to his chair by his balls, stark naked. He was allowed to 
relieve himself outside the tent, but only in the company of Amazons 
who held his leash.

During dinner he was not offered any wine, but lots of fresh cold 
water instead. Princess Artianna had decided that his senses should 
be sharpened and not numb for the upcoming blood ritual.

However, then the dinner was at an end, she courteously asked him for 
any last wish before death and he requested a cup of wine. This wish 
she granted him and she took a small sip from the cup before handing 
it to him as her traditions proscribed her to do.

When he had finished his cup, she untied him from the chair and tied 
him spread-eagled to the dinner table instead.

Then the Princess announced the Amazons would extract his semen. She 
was first in line, but a Princess could not lower herself to tough or 
caress males. Therefore she ordered one of the privates who was 
serving at the dinner table to suck and caress his cock with her 
mouth and tongue.

When his member was fully erect, the Princess mounted him, inserted 
his tool in her vagina and rode him hard until he shot his load into 
her womb.

Then the next Amazon stepped forward and started gently caressed his 
member until is was eject and then she proceeded to extract his 
semen.

Unfortunately, Prochoros was already exhausted after the third Amazon 

had extracted his semen and his member refused to stand attention to 
the next Amazons who waited to extract his semen. However, the 
Princess didn't let him rest between each load he delivered, so 
that's properly why the spring tried out so quickly.

Then the Princess tried to sit on his face just for fun, but he was 
useless with his tongue. Therefore it was now time for the actual 
blood ritual to begin.

First the Artianna put a cruel device in his mouth which held his 
jaws wide open and then she took her dagger and cut off his lips. She 
held them up for the by-standing Amazons to see and they cheered 
loudly when she threw them to the dogs and cats who were trained to 
eat scrambles of the dinner tables.

The animals caught his cut off lips and eagerly ate them, while 
Prochoros screamed from the pain. His screaming sounded guttural due 
to the fact that his jaws were forced wide open.

The Princess Artianna also cut off his ears and likewise fed them to 
the animals of the court. Then she use the handle of her dagger to 
hammer out his front teeth out from the upper and lower jaw and made 
him choke on his own teeth.

Then she reached in his mouth and took a firm hold of his tongue 
which she cut off at its base. The screaming of Prochorus sounded 
even more horrid now that he had no tongue. However, his relentless 
torture continued and the Princess cut out his eyes and tossed the 
eyeballs at the floor.

This made several Amazons discreetly leave the royal tent. They were 
used to see males suffer, but having their eyeballs thrown at their 
feet, was too much for even some of the veteran Amazons.

Now the Princess called forward a rather corpulent young girl who was 
in much need of relieving her bowels, but was under strict order from 
the Princess herself to squeeze her asshole tight until Artianna gave 
the order.

The Princess ordered her to shit in mouth of poor Prochocorus. She 
sat on his face while she emptied her bowels in his mouth and down 
his throat. Prochoros had to swallow her foul testing excrements in 
order not to choke on them.

For the finale, Artianna reach down between his leg and slowly cut 
off his genitals, both scrotum and penis. Then she put it his mouth 
and held her hands over his mouth and nose and finally killed him by 
choking him to death with his own genitals.

Myria had already left the royal tent long before things got too 
ugly. She was in the company of a young good looking captain of the 
infantry swordswomen who was attracted to Myria's good looks and to 
her experience as well. Myria found it very convenient to take the 
young woman back to her tent where they could enjoy some privacy.

It wasn't that she felt sorry for the male who was getting tortured 
to death, after all he had given himself as blood offer. She just 
found the whole spectacle rather dull. Seeing a male choke to death 
on his own genitals was lots of fun when you are 18 or 19, but not 
for a grown woman like Myria.

It was slowly getting daylight outside the tent when the Amazons 
carried the corpse outside and skewered it on a wooden pole which 
they rose on top of the pass. Then they arranged the swords, shields 
and amour of the fallen Cappadocians around the pole to make a grand 
victory sign.

Then the Princess went to sleep for a few hours before she ordered 
her troops to break camp. Then the Amazons proceeded back to 
Themiskyra or else back to their outposts.

However, a several Amazons assisted by male slaves stayed behind to 
clear the pass. By using hoisting apparatuses the brought the pieces 
of rock which still could be used as boulders back up on the plateau 
again and they used big straw baskets to carry the earth of the hill 
out of the pass and tossed it around the ground below the pass.

They carefully salvaged the iron from every body that they recovered 
and left the corpses at the foot of the pass where the Cappadocians 
would later collect them.


Audience with Queen Hentiope:

Back home in Themiskyra Myria was summoned to an audience with Queen 
Hentiope herself to make a report of her account of the battle in 
Gelding's Gates. Myria was very honoured of course.

Hentiope listened to her report without interruptions until Myria 
reported how Commander Matrodona died in a duel on the battlefield.

"And what happened to the Cappadocian?" Queen Hentiope asked.

"I had his semen extracted five times and then I executed him," Myria 
said.

"Just like that? You didn't give him back for the killing of 
Matrodona?" the Queen objected. "You didn't break his fingers or 
remove some of his finger nails?"

"I saw no need for that!" Myria parried. "The Cappadocian won the 
duel fair and square, Matrodona just got careless and forfeited her 
life."

Myria explained that the Cappadocian had formally agreed to let the 
Amazons extract his semen in exchange for a quick death. If she broke 
her word then she would no longer be a lady but a barbarian.

"Quite right!" the Queen said appreciative. "You did well."

Myria sensed that the Queen appreciated her conduct in the recent 
battle and therefore she made her move.

"Tragic business, this death of Matrodona," Myria said. "She was real 
fine soldier and she will be hard to replace."

She was of course thinking of herself as Matrodona's successor as the 
commander of the western front section. It would be a very convenient 
step up the career ladder for her, and Myria had actually taken over 
the command of the troops when Matrodona engaged herself in a 
reckless duel and later fell.

"Quite right, captain Myria," the Queen said. "But I think that I 
shall find someone suitable, eventually."

"But there was something that you perhaps could help me with, my good 
Captain Myria."

The smile on Myria's face frowned when the Queen produced an Amazon 
sword and slammed it down at the table.

She explained the Thermodonian female senators had made a formal 
complaint to her that a group of Amazons had attacked their male 
senators, but they were saved by their bodyguards who caused the 
Amazon aggressors considerable losses. The Thermodonian females 
provided this Amazon sword as proof.

The Queen assured them that she had not approved any action of this 
sort and that she fully respected that unarmed senators never must 
come to any harm.

Queen Hentiope explained that she do not proceed with the matter 
because she did not received any reports about such casualties. 
However, she accidentally noticed that Myria reported an 
extraordinary high number of accidents during weapons training and 
hunting which caused several tragic deaths among her warriors.

Myria realized that her cover had been blown and kneeled to Queen 
Hentiope and kissed her feet.

"What do you want of me, Your Majesty?" she pleaded with her.

"The truth!" the Queen shouted into her face.

Then Myria broke down in tears and gave Hentiope a full account of 
the events on the hilltop where she had met Lucianus the Thermodon 
for the first time. She had no excuse for what she had done except 
her judgement was clouded by too much wine.

Hentiope firmly explained that killing unarmed senators would be a 
cruel and disgusting act which would have been unforgivable and would 
have forced the Thermodonians to prolong the war, and far worse; 
forced their neighbouring nations to come to their aid.

To make sure that Myria understood the graveness of her actions, the 
Queen slapped her hard in the face. Then Hentiope informed her that 
she due to her merits in the war against the Cappadocians would keep 
her rank for now, but there would be consequences later. Then Myria 
threw herself flat on the floor and thanked Queen Hentiope.

On her way out the Queen firmly explained that the few dead Amazons 
that were lost due to Myria's carelessness, were totally indifferent 
to her, but she could never accept being lied to. If Myria would ever 
misinform her again, then she would be court marshalled and risked 
both loosing her rank as well as her life.

Myria still lay flat on the floor when the Queen left the audience 
room. Then she finally got up on her feet and left while she fumed 
inside.

Unfortunately, Myria was greeted by the two emissaries right outside 
the palace courtyard. They politely asked if she was ready to follow 
them on their monthly trip to Thermodonus and Myria almost exploded 
with rage.

She had anticipated promotion from the Queen, but got a severe 
scolding instead. She mainly blamed Lucius for misfortune and 
therefore he was the last person whom she wanted to spend time with.

"Tell that ignorant fool that the answer is NO," Myria barked at 
them. "He can sit back in his home and rot!"

"Very well, if this is how you feel about him, then that's the way it 
is," one emissary politely answered.

"However, you should have given us this information before you went 
to the south, my good captain," the other emissary reproached Myria.

"Have you promised him something?" Myria asked.

The emissaries explained that since Myria said that she would 'deal 
with him' after the war in the south, they naturally thought that she 
would come an visit him.

"Well, then you just have to sit on his face yourself," Myria said 
cheekily.

"Gladly, he is not that bad looking, but he wants you to sit there 
instead." one emissary parried.

However, the emissaries also explained she did not need to spend more 
than one night with Lucianus during her stay in Thermodonus because 
there were a significant number of Thermodonian females who would 
like to express their gratitude towards the Amazon nation for having 
freed them of their brute husbands who use to batter them.

Thermodonian females with gratitude towards Amazons! This was sweet 
music to Myria's ears.

"And when are we leaving?" she asked impatiently.

"Ehh.. tomorrow at sunrise," the emissaries were astounded by Myria's 
sudden change of heart. "We will rendezvous at the palace courtyard."

"However, I recommend taken a bath first. And get rid of that awful 
uniform, it has blood all over it!"

"So? It's not mine," Myria said indifferently. Some blood of the 
executed Cappadocian had splashed over her tunic and amour when she 
killed him.

The emissary explained that showing up in Thermodonus wearing a 
bloodstained uniform would be a big turn-off for the Thermodonian 
females that she would like to entertain and therefore Myria took 
heed to their instructions.

And so it came that Myria went to visit Lucius in Thermodonus wearing 
a civilian dress and not in uniform.


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to see what happened to Myria in Thermodonus.




The tale of Myria and Lucius will continue. The next chapter 
describes their life among the Gargareans.



The storyline is set for many more chapters, however comments, 
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