Greta, the Mighty Amazon Princess: Part 2
by M.C.
The powerful woman warrior decides to help Jason with his problem.


For most of that night Greta, the Amazon warrior-princess, had her way with
Jason. The six foot-four inch, 275 pound muscular woman easily overpowered her
six foot, 200 pound man-slave. This was an Amazon ritual; she was the
conqueror, he the conquered. Jason was hers to do with what she liked and the
strong woman teased, humiliated, cuddled, loved and dominiated him all night
long. Finally, just before the break of dawn, the huge woman fell asleep
leaving the battered, bruised and exhausted Jason trapped in between her
powerful thighs; alone with his thoughts.

Later that morning Greta was awakened by a very unusual sound coming from her
bed, that of a man sobbing. In her many years as a warrior Greta had often
heard men make strange sounds, sounds that an Amazon would never dare to make.
Like the cries of pain when she wounded them in battle, or their pathetic
pleas for mercy after she had defeated them in the combat arena. But this,
coming as it was from her new slave, was something quite different from those
and she could not understand it.

The day before Greta had taken on - and destroyed - all seven of the men in
Jason's hunting party. They had entered the territory of the Amazons in search
of the rare and extremely valuable golden deer. Captured by an Amazon patrol,
Jason and his comrads should have been executed in accordance with Amazonian
law. But Hilda - Greta's mother and Queen of the women warriors - decided to
spare their lives. She even offered them an opportunity win their freedom if
they could defeat her daughter in hand-to-hand combat. But the mighty Greta
easily overpowered them all (see part one of this story) and chose the
handsome Jason to be her personal slave; giving the rest to her personal
guard. Greta assumed that Jason would consider it a great honor to become the
servant of such a powerful and beautiful warrior as she and was somewhat taken
aback when she found out otherwise.

"It's all my fault," he sobbed."My friends will be slaves for the rest of
their lives, all because of me."

Although it was very unusual for an Amazon warrior to show compassion -
especially towards a member of what was considered the *weaker* sex - Greta
found herself reaching over and lifting the 200 pound man up in her powerful
arms and placing him in her lap; letting him cry on her massive
shoulder."There, there now," the huge woman said softly as she began to rock
her man-slave back and forth (she was surprised at how gentle and loving she
was becoming towards him; it was very un-Amazonlike),"tell me all about it."

Jason continued to cry on Greta's shoulder for a little while longer while she
awaited his answer. Finally, growing impatient, the strong woman grabbed him
firmly by the back of his neck with her right hand."Jason, I asked you to tell
me why you're crying. Don't make me hurt you now. I really don't want to do
that; and neither do you."

"It's...it's my sister," he began, fighting to hold back his tears."She was
kidnapped by soldiers of a rich and powerful landlord a few days ago. She was
supposed to be married next week. He's holding her in his castle for randsome
but his demands are far more than we could ever hope to pay; we're just poor
farmers after all. I thought that if I could catch one of the golden deer that
lives in the Amazon forest and present it to him, he'd be satisfied and set
her free. I asked the strongest men in my village to help me and they agreed.
But now they're your slaves, and it's all because of me." Jason began to cry
on Greta's shoulder again. This time she made no attempt to stop him.

As she continued to gently rock the handsome man back and forth, Greta
pondered the situation. If this had occurred earlier in her life she probably
wouldn't have bothered herself with the personal problems of what was, after
all, just a male slave whose purpose from now on was to tend to her needs. But
Greta was thirty years old and a subtle change was slowly taking place inside
of her. Although she was a mighty fighter, Greta was also a woman with the
feelings and compassion every woman - even an Amazon - innately has for
protecting the weak and helpless. Throughout her years as a warrior, the
powerful female had trained herself to supress these feelings as they were not
conducive to being an Amazon. But now, for reasons she could not fully
understand, Greta felt a strong urge to help Jason with his plight.

Was it her disgust against this act of injustice? Her desire to free a fellow
female imprisioned by an arrogant male? Or was it something more personal? A
maternal desire to help this man to whom she felt a strange attraction for.
Greta knew that she could always dominiate Jason with her superior physical
strength and sheer force of will. But wouldn't it be better if she could win
his respect? That he would give her his love of his own free will? And, if so,
what better way to accomplish that than by rescuing his sister and punishing
those responsible for her abduction? After carefully considering all the
options available to her, the beautiful woman gazed into his tearful eyes and
softly said, "Jason, I have decided to help you with this problem of yours."

"Why?" he asked somewhat indignantly,"why would you care?" Jason couldn't
believe that Greta was serious in her concern. She was, after all, an Amazon -
a member of a race of powerful women warriors who totally despised men. They
had only two uses for the male gender: breeding or slaves. When they bred -
usually with the strongest men that they had captured in battle or on raids -
the female offspring were kept to be raised as Amazons, the males were
ruthlessly slaughtered; or so Jason had been taught to believe. So what
interest could this woman, an Amazon Princess no less, possibly have in
helping him?

"I see you have much to learn about Amazons Jason," Greta replied with a
calmness and patience that surprised her (in her youth she'd have punished him
severly for his insolence)."You and I have a great deal to discuss on our
journey to this landlord's castle. We'll leave tomorrow morning."

"What? Just you and me? That's impossible. We'll have no chance of success;
absolutely none."

"What makes you say that?"

"Because he lives in a castle with high, steep walls. It's surrounded by a
moat filled with crocodiles. He has a private army of at least forty men and
the tower where my sister is being held prisoner is rumored to be guarded by a
giant of unbelieveable strength. I doubt that an army of men could get in
there."

Greta began laughed when she heard this."An army of men perhaps not, but an
Amazon warrior can, and will - and you Jason are coming with me."

"But it's suicide Greta, we'll be slaughtered for sure."

"I see. So you're giving up on your sister then?"

Jason paused when she said this. Greta had him, and they both knew it."Yes, I
guess I am," he said at length and began to cry again,"I - I guess I am."

"Well, fortunately for her I'm not." Greta put her muscular arms around the
sobbing man and held him tightly. Why she, an Amazon, should feel this way
about a mere man she did not know...but she did. "Jason, I'm going to rescue
your sister from this landlord and punish him and his men for kidnapping her.
And when I'm finished, will you consent to be my husband of your own free
will?"

Jason thought about that for a moment."But Greta, you can have me anyway. I'm
completely powerless against you; you know that. Why would you want to take on
this risk?"

She responded with a sly smile."Let's just say that I love a challenge Jason;
and it's been quite awhile since I've had a good one. With all due respect to
you and your *strong* friends, I was very disappointed in you."

"We almost had you at the beginning."

"I'm afraid not sweetie pie. I let you all climb on top of me at the beginning
of the fight to entertain the crowd and demonstrate my total superiority over
you," (Greta couldn't help laughing out loud when she saw the frown on Jason's
face when she said this)."I'll tell you what you handsome hunk, when we return
I'll set your *strong* friends free and they can return to their homes."

"You - you really mean that?"

"You have the word of the Amazon Princess."

Though Jason knew the odds against them were great - and Greta's optimism very
misguided - he nevertheless couldn't help feeling a strong attraction to this
powerful and beautiful woman now. "Greta, if by some miracle you should
succeed in freeing my sister from this evil landlord and his band of thugs, I
promise I will willingly accept your offer to become your husband."

"Thank you Jason, that's all I wanted to hear." The mighty woman then squeezed
him tightly into her her massive breasts and began to kiss him passionately.
After awhile she lowered him onto her bed and sat down on his chest. Grabbing
him by the hair, she forced his head into her pussy and rubbed him into it
until he lost concsiousness. "Ooopsie," Greta giggled to herself," I guess
I'll have to learn to be more gentle with him in the future. After all, he's
just a man." Leaving him where he lay, she began to make her preparations for
their upcoming adventure.

Early the following morning Greta and Jason, mounted on two sturdy steeds,
left the Amazon capitol and began their journey to the evil landlord's castle.

End of part 2