Greta, the Mighty Amazon Princess: Part 1
by M.C.
A powerful woman warrior celebrates her 30th birthday.


The large, fierce bull circled around the naked figure standing, unarmed, in
the center of the combat arena. As he did so, the capacity crowd watched with
a mixture of anticipation and apprehension. The vicious beast kicked his hoof
into the dirt several times as he prepared to attack his prey. There was a
surreal moment of silence as the ferocious beast and his seemingly helpless
victum stared into each other's eyes. Then the bull began to charge.
Surprisingly, instead of trying to flee, the large figure couched down and
prepared to meet the attack head-on. When the charging bull was only a few
yards away, he lowered his head so that his sharp horns were in a position to
impale his victum. The intrepid figure remained in position however, boldly
awaiting the impact. Any other human being would have probably lost his nerve
in this situation and tried to run from the fast approaching beast. But this
was no ordinary human being. This was Greta, the mighty Amazon princess; and
she knew no fear.

There was a loud gasp from the spectators as the bull slammed into the large,
powerfully built woman. Though Greta was able to grab a horn with each of her
strong hands, the bull's momentum plus his brute strength forced her to
retreat...but not very far. The Amazon warrior dug her feet into the dirt and,
after being pushed back several yards, managed to stop the charging bull in
his tracks. A test of strength then ensued between the six foot-four inch, 275
pound muscular Amazon and the 1500 pound bull. As their struggle continued an
amazing thing happened, the woman began to drive the animal backwards - much
to the delight of the female crowd.

When she felt the beast's strength was waning, Greta, using his horns for a
catapult, leaped high into the air and, with a twisting sumersault, landed on
the back of the bull, right behind it's head. She then wrapped her powerful
thighs around the bull's neck and began to squeeze. With what remained of it's
strength, the enraged animal attempted to throw her off by jumping up and down
and violently shaking it's head from side to side. But despite his best
efforts the female warrior could not be dislodged. Greta, her long, beautiful
brown hair flying out in all directions, smiled at the cheering crowd of
Amazons and tightened her legs around the bull's neck. "Pleasent dreams big
boy,"she said to her exhausted opponent when Greta sensed he was finished. A
few moments later, completely starved of air, the fierce creature slipped into
unconsciousness; defeated by a mighty woman.

Greta then stood up and put her right foot on top of the vanquished beast and
flexed her awesome muscles for the cheering crowd; their princess had
prevailed again. But doesn't she always? In her 30 years of life has the
beautiful Amazon warrior ever been defeated? Not one single time. Greta was,
it seemed, invincible. As male slaves came out and began to drag the
unconscious bull out of the arena, Greta looked forward to the next event.
What else did her mother Hilda - the Queen of the Amazons - have planned for
her on this, the celebration of her 30th birthday? Whatever it was, Greta
eagerly looked forward to it.

After the bull had been removed, a gate opened from the side and six Amazon
warriors from Greta's elite personal guard emerged. They were leading a band
of seven large, naked men out into the arena. The capacity crowd, composed
only of Amazons, began to laugh and jeer at them. They reached the center and
stood facing Greta. Suddenly, all in attendance became very quiet as Queen
Hilda rose to speak."These arrogant males entered our territory to hunt our
sacred golden deer," she said in a loud, strong voice."By Amazon law they
should be executed. But, in honor of my daughter's birthday, I have decided to
give them an opportunity to fight for their freedom." Then, turning towards
the captive males, the Amazon monarch continued,"the seven of you will engage
in hand-to-hand combat against my daughter. If you should prevail against her,
then you will be freed and can return to your homes. But if she is victorious,
then you will become slaves of the Amazons for the rest of your lives. This is
my decree."

Although Greta, standing six feet-four inches tall and weighing 275 muscular
pounds, was easily larger and stronger than the strongest of the men, they
were far from weak. Each one stood around six feet tall and weighed 200 pounds
at least. All were very well built and appeared to be in excellent shape - and
they numbered seven to just the one woman. As the men began to take up
positions around her, apparently preparing to attack the woman from all sides
at once, Greta's eye was drawn to one in man particular. He was a little bit
smaller than the rest and appeared to be the most afraid. Through her many
years of training and combat, Greta had learned to be in complete control her
emotions. Nevertheless, there was something about this man, something that
gave the beautiful woman a strange feeling inside; a feeling the mighty female
warrior had never felt before. She would have to explore this sensation; later
however, for now she had other plans.

The Amazon Queen waited until her daughter tied her long beautiful brown hair
into a braid and then rolled it up into a tight ball; least any of the men
tried to grab her hair during the fight. She then held up her royal scepter.
When the Queen lowered it, the battle commenced.

Just as Greta expected, the men attacked her simultaneously from seven
different directions. The large crowd of Amazonian women stood in stunned
silence as they watched the seven men charge and then climb all over the
champion warrior who, strangely, seemed to offer no resistance. Soon Greta
completely disappeared from their view under a pile of male bodies. How, they
wondered, could this be happening? How could their heroine, invincible in
battle, allow herself to be overwhelmed by a bunch of mere men? Just when her
defeat seemed all but certain, they heard a loud cry, "UUURRRAAAGGG!!!" In an
awesome display of her tremendous physical strength, the mighty Amazon stood
up and threw her powerful arms to the sides; sending the pile of men flying
out in all directions.

Three were knocked unconscious outright. The remaining four regrouped and
attacked Greta again. But this time the powerful woman playfully swatted them
around, laughing as she did. SMACK! Greta slapped a 210 pound man with her
open hand and he spun around twice before falling down. POW! A right uppercut
to the jaw lifted another several feet off the ground before he crash landed
on top of the first. Only two men were left standing now; the largest, who
appeared to be the leader, and the man Greta felt the attraction for. She went
over and grabbed them both firmly by their hair. They responded by punching
her with their fists but their strongest blows had little effect on the
awesome woman; she simply laughed off their feeble attempts to hurt her.

The beautiful Amazon took the head of the man she was attracted to and forced
it in-between her powerful thighs - feeling a strange, erotic sensation as she
did so. The other, the strongest of the men she fought, Greta held up in front
of her. The huge, naked woman then started to twist her body rapidly from side
to side. As she did so, she pulled the man in close so that her massive, 48
inch breasts struck him on the face. The crowd of Amazons began to laugh
hysterically as they watched his humiliation. When Greta stopped and released
him, the strong man collapsed on the ground; battered senseless by a woman's
breasts.

That left only the one trapped between Greta's thighs."Well now, what am I
going to do with you handsome?" she giggled. It was a rhetorical question, for
Greta knew exactly what she was going to do with her new slave."You're coming
home with me loverboy," she said and easily lifted his 200 pound body up over
her shoulder. Before leaving the combat arena, Greta made her way over to the
Amazon Queen. She bowed reverently. "Thank you mother, for this wonderful
birthday celebration."

Hilda, who was only slightly smaller than Greta and the greatest Amazon
warrior of her day, smiled down from the podium. "You're very welcome my dear.
You have, as usual, made us all very proud and once again proven the
superiority of Amazonian women. I hope you enjoy your birthday *present*."
Mother and daughter then shared a laugh.

Greta then motioned over to the six women warriors."These (she pointed to the
battered men lying unconscious on the ground) I give to you my loyal Amazon
sisters. They are yours to do with what you like." They bowed to their
princess and then began to giggle amonst themselves as they looked the men
over and tried to decide who gets who. Greta turned back to her mother."Thank
you again," she repeated,"for a birthday I'll always remember." The invincible
Amazon warrior - her awesome, naked body visible for all to see - then began
to leave the arena; carrying the helpless man over her shoulder. She smiled
and waved to the cheering multitude as she left.

As she watched her daughter leave, the proud mother turned to the large man
standing next to her - the only man allowed to witness this Amazon
spectacle."Well Demetrias, I hope this time our daughter has found a suitable
mate. She's thirty years old now and I don't mind saying that I am becoming
concerned."

Many years ago Demetrias had been one of the most powerful warriors in all of
Greece. He led an army of men North to conquer the Amazons. But, in a great
battle, the mighty women warriors - led by a younger Hilda - totally
annihilated his army. He, along with a few other survivors, were taken to the
Amazon capital where the Queen, Hilda's mother, gave Demetrias to her daughter
as a reward for her great triumph. Her slave at first, Demetrias eventually
became Hilda's lover (after Hilda had broken his will of course) and then her
husband - and he has been so for more than thirty loving years. "I hope so too
your majesty," he said.

Although it was nearly a mile from the arena to the Amazon army camp where she
lived (despite being a princess, Greta - like her mother before her - was also
the commander of the Amazon army) the strong woman had no difficultly carrying
the man the entire way. "What's your name?" she asked him upon entering her
home.

"Jason," he answered, trembling with fear,"my-my name is Jason."

Greta tossed him onto her bed and sat down next to him. "Well Jason, you are
going to be serving me for a long, long time; so you'd better get used to
being here. And don't be such a crybaby. If you're a good boy and do what I
tell you to, then we'll get along just fine." The large woman began to untie
her braid, letting her long, beautiful brown hair fall across her massive
shoulders and down her back; it nearly reached her waist."As my slave, you'll
have many chores and responsibilities to do around here Jason," she said as
she turned her back to him,"the first of which is to brush my hair." The
powerful Amazon princess handed her new slave a hairbrush. When the man
hesitated, Greta reached back, grabbed him by his hair again and yanked him
forward so that they were literally nose-to-nose. In a soft but firm voice she
said,"Jason, I'm going to say this once and once only: if you ever delay in
carrying out an order of mine again, I'm going to punish you severely; do you
understand?" Shaking uncontrollably with fear, Jason nodded. "Good, now brush
my hair!" Meekly - and immediately - he began to do as he was told.

"I have a lot of plans for you, you gorgeous hunk," Greta said to herself and
smiled,"a lot of plans."

End of part 1