Homians 3 
By Hardie  
More Amazon combat   

This story contains sexually explicit material and should be read by adults only. 


The story so far:- Worried by Homian conquests, the Amazon Queen sent Princess Lida with a raiding 
party of fifty women warriors to destroy the Homian Officers' Training Camp. The girls slaughtered the 
officers, keeping three men alive to find out how well they could fight. The first two men were beaten by 
Amazon girls in single combat. The third, the Camp Commandant, was needed by Lida to supply 
information about the Homian army
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Before Lida could go to work on the Homian Commandant, an Amazon sentry approached and reported 
the sighting of a Homian supply column, guarded by a score of soldiers, approaching the camp entrance.  
Lida thought for a moment, her face breaking into a smile as she had an idea.  Quickly she explained to 
the girl warriors what she wanted to do. 


Silently, the Amazons melted into the dense undergrowth which fringed the camp site and the road into 
it. The sentries at the entrance were called in. The Commandant was gagged and led away. The bodies 
of the male soldiers whom the girls had killed were left where they lay.


The sergeant in charge of the Homian supply column was aghast when his men reported the discovery of 
the dead men at the camp entrance. The bodies of the two sentries lying in the open had been killed by 
arrows. The rest of the guards had been put to the sword in their guardroom, where they lay in a 
grotesque pageant of death where the girls had slain them. 


Making up his mind, the sergeant sent two men forward into the camp, followed by another two about 
fifty metres behind them who could call up the rest of the troop if the point men met the enemy. Half an 
hour later the men reported back. The sight of the slaughtered officers had shocked and scared them.. 
They reported that all the officers were dead and that there was no sign of any intruders. Leaving two 
sentries at the entrance, the sergeant led the rest of the column into the camp. 


Lida sprung her trap. The Amazon archers killed or wounded most of the male soldiers with one 
devastating volley. The survivors were then cut down by the girl warriors who charged from their 
ambush positions in deathly silence and fought and slaughtered the men with callous efficiency. 
The sentries at the entrance heard the clash of arms and some male cries from further up the canyon. 


One of them, Damos, was a brave young man who knew what had to be done. He went forward 
cautiously to find out what was happening. His mouth dropped open in amazement at what he saw. 
Fifty or so scantily clad Amazon girls moved among the remains of the column. All the men, soldiers, 
wagon drivers and porters were dead. 


Hardly able to believe that it was women warriors who were responsible for the slaughtered officers and 
the ambushed column, Damos eased himself from his vantage point and raced back to join his colleague. 
Both men headed away from the canyon as fast as they could go. 


The Amazon girl watched the two men make their escape and reported to Lida who smiled her 
satisfaction. 


"Just as I planned it. Now I want you to go as quickly as possible to summon up the main army. Give 
my mother, the Queen, this parchment, then guide the Amazon warriors back here.  Go quickly!" 


Here, thought Lida, was a chance to engage the Homians before they had time to replace the officers she 
and her girls had slaughtered in the camp. She was sure the Homians would react to the news of the 
Amazon raid and would try to gain revenge. By allowing the two men to escape to tell their tale, she 
hoped to force a showdown between the Homians and the Amazons, and she was prepared to use 
herself as the bait in the trap. 
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Because it was autumn, and the end of the campaigning season, the Homians only kept a small number 
of troops mobilised. So it took several days for riders to take messages to the outlying districts to 
summon the rest of the soldiers from their winter quarters with their families. Lacking officers, a dozen 
former, retired commanders were hastily appointed to take the army into action. 


A surprisingly large number of over two thousand men answered the call to arms. All of them were lured 
to the fray by the thought of an easy battle against an army of weak and feeble women, with the 
prospect of enslaving as many nubile young Amazons as they could capture. 


Scouts reported that the Amazon raiding party were still in the canyon, flushed with the supplies meant 
for the Homian Officer School, and that another column of female warriors, estimated at about five 
hundred strong, was closing on the canyon with the obvious intention of reinforcing the party already 
there. 


In a ragged, largely uncontrolled procession, the Homians advanced on the canyon. 
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While waiting for events to develop, Lida kept her girls busy practising their combat skills and exercising 
for agility and stamina. It was during one of these sessions that she was approached by Karla, the 
youngest of her Amazon warriors, with a request to engage the remaining Homian prisoner, the Camp 
Commandant, in single combat. 


Lida considered the girl's request. She had forced Zarab to give her all the information she required 
regarding the Homian military set up and ambitions, and she really had no more use for the unfortunate 
man. And another fight would provide a diverting spectacle for the Amazon raiders. She just wasn't sure 
a sixteen year old girl on her first combat patrol could beat an experienced male warrior in the prime of 
his life. 


"Well," she said to Zarab, explaining her misgivings, "there's only one way to find out. If you think you 
can overcome the man, then he's yours!" 


Like most Homians, Zarab stood well over six feet tall. At thirty-five he had reached the peak of his 
powers. Massively muscled shoulders topped a deep, barrel like chest which tapered to a slim waist and 
a stomach ribbed with slabs of well defined muscle. A long, thick cock, bobbing over laden balls, swung 
between the powerful thighs of a well trained athlete as he walked into the arena. 


Karla tingled with excitement as she watched his approach. She had killed her share of Homian officers 
in the Amazon raid and each victory had made her feel more and more elated. Now she wanted to pass 
the ultimate test of an Amazon girl, to defeat a male warrior in single, unarmed combat. And, by taking 
on the challenge of fighting one of the Homians' best warriors she hoped to make a name for herself 
among the girl soldiers. 


Zarab looked the girl over. His female opponent was more than a foot smaller than he was, even in her 
slightly built up calf length leather boots, and, at a hundred and twenty pounds, was less than half his 
weight. She was slightly built, but beautifully proportioned with a thirty two, twenty one, thirty two inch 
figure. 


She had chosen to fight naked and the nipples on her small, firm breasts stood up proudly with the 
excitement of the coming encounter. Barely defined muscles flowed sensuously under the smoothly 
tanned skin of the girl's stomach and thighs as she moved. Short black hair framed a pretty young face 
and wide, innocent looking dark eyes smiled above dimpled cheeks.  She could have been one Zarab's 
handmaidens, instead of a girl warrior looking to kill him in combat! 


The man should have been supremely confident. However, he'd watched in amazement as two of his 
best officers were beaten and humiliated by slender Amazon girls in single combat. Also, he felt guilty 
about giving away so much information to Princess Lida when she'd tied him to his bed and squeezed 
his balls until he'd answered all her questions.  Maybe he could get his revenge for that by punishing the 
girl who was now challenging him, a powerful male warrior, to combat. 


Carefully, the protagonists circled each other, both magnificent specimens of their respective sexes. 
'Surely,' thought Zarab as he towered over the girl, 'the male must prevail in a physical contest.' Yet, 
because he'd seen what the Amazon girls could do, he was reluctant to attack. Karla, sensing the man's 
dilemma, teased him.


"Come on, Homian, surely you're not scared of a little girl! Are these balls dangling between your legs, 
or did Lida emasculate you with her torture? Did she squeeze your precious male balls? We all heard 
you scream as she squeezed them. Did she hurt your balls so much she made you betray your people..." 


Zarab knew the girl was trying to goad him, but her last remark was too much for him to bear. Lunging 
forward, the huge Homian struck out at the taunting girl. 


Karla seized her opportunity. Swaying aside, she allowed the Homian's ham-like fist to fly past her head. 
With a blur of movement the girl grabbed the man's wrist with both hands, swung herself into his mighty 
body, ducked, and pulled down on his wrist as her shapely buttocks slammed into his thighs. 
Using the man's own arm as a lever, her buttocks as a fulcrum and his momentum as a propellant, the 
lithe young girl sent her massive male opponent hurtling over her shoulder in a whirl of flying limbs and 
bouncing cock to crash into the ground! 


Even as the man's body sailed over the girl's shoulder, she was twisting his wrist, deliberately guiding 
his massive frame to land on the side of the arm she held. There was a crack as something broke, and a 
cry of pain as the Homian hit the ground hip first. The girl twisted even more, so that he flopped over 
onto his stomach. 


With a yell of triumph the agile young female leapt across his prone form, taking his captured arm with 
her. Then, with his limb at an impossible angle to his shoulders, she dropped back onto his strained 
biceps with all her weight. The male warrior yelled once more as ligaments tore across the front of his 
powerful shoulder and his arm was crippled. He yelled even louder as the girl bounced to her feet and 
forced the injured limb up between his shoulder blades, hoping to disable it completely. 


But Zarab was recovering the senses which the girl had momentarily scrambled with her stunning attack. 
Ignoring the pain in his thigh and in his shoulder, he used his enormous strength to roll over towards 
her, trying to either knock the girl off her feet with the bulk of his body or force her to let go. She let go, 
and danced out of reach of the man's flailing limbs. 


It was when he tried to get to his feet that Zarab realised how much trouble he was in. His right hip was 
badly damaged, and he found he couldn't put his full weight on that leg. And, when he tried to use his 
right arm to push himself up, the pain in his shoulder was almost unbearable. He realised with numbing 
fear that the harmless looking little girl has already disabled two of his mighty limbs, and now she was 
mounting another attack on his pain streaked body. 


The watching Amazons were worried when Karla allowed the massive male fighter to laboriously gain 
his feet. Lida had requested that the warriors watched the fight in silence, the better to savour the thud 
of female fists striking hard male muscles, the cries of male anguish and pathetic pleas for mercy which 
the Princess hoped would be forthcoming! Otherwise, many of the Amazazons would have been calling 
calling for Karla to finish the mighty male warrior while he was down. 


Karla, however, had other plans. She could see how much pain her opponent was suffering and how 
slowly he was forced to move because of the damage to his thigh. However, he was by no means totally 
crippled, and the lithe young girl knew that one swipe from a massively muscled male limb could turn 
the fight to his advantage. 


The girl wanted to render the man totally helpless, to have him completely at her mercy but she didn't 
want to close with him too soon. Zarab's right side was the one the girl had weakened, and it was from 
that side she mounted her attack. 


Circling to her left, forcing the man to move to his right, the swiftly moving girl used her fists to spear 
punches into his unprotected flank, dancing clear to avoid his clumsy retaliation. With cold efficiency the 
young virago pounded her victim. Unable to raise his arm high enough to defend his face, the hapless 
male soldier found his eye being closed by the girl's flashing fists. 


As his arm flopped down in pain, the girl poured punches into his biceps with numbing ferocity.  
Switching her attack to his injured leg, Karla, hair streaming as she moved, pivoted on the ball of one 
foot and swung the other into the man's vulnerable limb. 


The Amazon warriors watched with mounting excitement as they saw the massive, muscle laden male 
being systematically destroyed by the shapely young girl . They loved to see mighty men being smashed 
to abject defeat by frail female fighters, and here was their youngest recruit demolishing one of the 
strongest of the Homian men. They savoured every blow the girl landed!


Zarab was close to despair. He couldn't get in position to fight the girl, and he couldn't run from her. 
All he could think of was to edge his way towards the nearest hut. If he could get his injured side against 
the wall, he could defend himself with his good arm against the female demon who was intent on his 
destruction. 


Realising his intention, Karla slammed into him, sending the man's huge frame crashing into the hut wall. 
Pinning the muscular male by the throat with one hand, the curvaceous young tomboy picked her spot 
and drove her tiny fist into his exposed balls.  


The man's howl came out as a strangled gasp as the girl's hand obstructed his windpipe, but even that 
couldn't prevent the scream that emerged when she grabbed his muscle laden arm with her free hand and 
smashed her knee up between  his thighs, into his burning balls with sickening force. 


Mouth agape, head lolling, Zarab's semi-conscious, pain wracked body began to slide down the wall. 
His uninjured hand clutched his balls in a belated attempt to protect them from the girl, but he had no 
defence against her as she poured punch after punch into the pads of muscle which ribbed his stomach. 


Tiring, and finding herself unable to support her male victim's weight any longer, the Amazon girl seized 
the man by the hair. As his huge frame folded, the girl calmly guided his face onto her ascending knee, 
breaking his nose with the force of her blow. 


Before his body hit the ground, the cat like girl transferred her grip to the wrist of  his injured arm and 
swept it up behind his back as he crashed face down in the dirt. 


This time the determined young girl made no mistake. She wrenched the massively muscled limb with all 
her might, at the same time twisting his wrist with both hands. The Homian screamed with agony as the 
girl dislocated his arm then let it flop uselessly by the man's side. 


The man was down at the feet of the girl, a huge helpless hunk of male muscle, made impotent by a tiny 
teenage girl.


Callously, Karla drove the heel of her boot down into the ankle of the sobbing man's undamaged 
leg. His screams rang out and bones broke as the deadly young girl stomped him again. Then, as the 
desperate, sobbing, Homian warrior tried to drag his huge bulk away from the ferocious female who was 
wrecking his powerful male body, she reached down between his buttocks and fastened slender feminine 
fingers around his bulging balls. 


The girl had one more task to accomplish to attain total disablement. She squeezed the man's tortured 
balls and ordered him to put his uninjured arm behind his back. Unable to withstand the pain, Zarab, 
sobbing with shame, complied. He offered little resistance as the sadistic girl took his wrist in both 
hands, pulled his arm up vertically as she stood upright, and kicked his biceps to a jellied pulp as he lay 
wailing in agony at her feet. 


When she was sure the man's once mighty arm was now useless as a weapon, she used it as a lever to 
twist her victim's broken body onto his back. Zarab, the mighty Commandant of the Homian Officers' 
Training Camp, lay helpless at the mercy of a sixteen year old girl. Karla stood over the supine male, as 
he sobbed piteously at her feet. She looked at his magnificent male body; powerfully muscled shoulders; 
frighteningly strong arms and legs, and awesome chest. 


Her breasts swelled with pride as she enjoyed her victory. She, a chit of a girl, had reduced this mighty 
male animal to a snivelling ruin. For a moment she felt a wave of sympathy for the huge, once proud 
man, losing to a little girl, but this was soon superseded by her desire to complete the stricken male's 
destruction. 


"Poor baby," she cooed, "you are in a state, now, aren't you.  Come on, let little Karla help you up." 


Somehow the girl got the man onto his knees. She held him by the hair, his nose in her smoothly tanned 
stomach as he tried to wrap his arms around her waist and climb up her slender female body. But he 
couldn't make it! 


The girl stood, legs apart, braced against his feeble attempts to pull himself upright, wondering at the 
width and strength of his magnificent shoulders, made useless by her female skills. She jerked the man's 
head back, forcing him to look into her lovely, smiling face. 


"Oh, you poor man," she purred, to the delight of the watching Amazons, shaking his massive head back 
and forwards as she smiled mockingly into the defeated male soldier's pleading eyes. "Can't you use your 
lovely big arms? Have I hurt them too much? OH!" 


The girl gasped in surprise as she saw the man's thick cock rise majestically in a massive erection. Zarab 
couldn't stop himself. He had been conquered by the slim young girl who held him on his knees before 
her. Now he was submitting to her completely, his cock rising in a rigid tribute to the girl's superiority . 
Karla moved her position so that she stood behind the kneeling man, letting the Amazons see his 
throbbing cock thrusting from his beautifully sculpted body. 


The female warriors broke their silence and applauded with appreciation as the girl transferred her hold 
on his hair to a sleeper hold around his bull neck and told him to milk himself. Then the young Amazon 
girl slowly strangled the life out of the man as he used his last remaining strength to pull on his 
enormous cock and bring himself to a shuddering climax. 


The girl choked the mighty man to death even as he spurted his milk of life into the unreceptive air. 


The nubile young girl lowered the vanquished male's huge frame to the ground. She placed her foot on 
his barrel chest and, to the ringing cheers of the Amazons, raised her arms in victory! 


Chattering excitedly, the women warriors went off to rehearse Lida's plan to thwart the forthcoming 
Homian attack. Zarab's magnificent body was left lying in the dust.