Amazonomachy - Chapter 1 - An Encounter in the Forest
by Nerraw
Heroic Amazon warrior fights seven brutal barbarian men.

I am known as Bar-Tok the Brave, and I am a proud and mighty warrior. I
take great pride in being a member of what I have always believed to be the 
SUPERIOR MALE SEX!  I believe that it was the intention of my great 
god Odin that the man should be dominant over the woman. And that is 
why Odin made the man much bigger and stronger than the woman. I had 
enlisted as a Mercenary in the forces of the mighty Warlord, Att-Dak the 
Barbarian. Att-Dak has made war against the Amazons who live to the east 
of the Thermadon River. He is determined to wipe out this one small 
pocket of female supremacy that exists in an otherwise MALE dominated 
world. The Barbarian Warlord considers the fact that even this one small 
area of land is ruled by women to be both a threat and an affront to his 
MANHOOD!………………….

I am a member of a seven man squad that has crossed the Thermadon River 
and who have entered deep into the territory of the Amazon nation. Our 
mission is to spread terror among the peaceful farm women and 
shepherdess who populate the Amazonian country side. Many of the 
women that we prey upon are run away slave girls who have taken 
sanctuary in Amazonia in order to escape a brutal life under male 
supremacy…………………………

Our leader is the mighty Jarl, Ragnar the Rapist. A Jarl is the leader or chief 
of his tribe. It is the custom of the northern Barbarians to choose the man 
who has proven that he is able to defeat all other men in his tribe in hand to 
hand combat to be the Jarl of the tribe. Thus is Ragnar the Rapist the 
mightiest warrior of his tribe. Normally a Jarl would be in charge of a 
company of at least five hundred warriors. But Ragnar the Rapist had 
chosen to personally lead this raiding party because none of the men who 
had entered the land of the Amazons before us had returned alive. The 
severed heads of many of these men were found impaled upon stakes along 
the banks of the Thermadon River with the word, “RAPIST” written across 
their foreheads in their own blood………………………..

Orloff the Destroyer is second in command of our squad. He is a big burly 
warrior who is well known for his cruelty towards women. He would 
normally be our leader if the Jarl, Ragnar the Rapist, had not chosen to 
come on this mission with us. The remaining members of our squad is 
Thorfel, Bjorn the Brutal, Ho-Sorill, and Sart the Sexist…………….

Our first victim had been a young shepherdess. I had helped hold her down 
as the other six men took their turns raping her. When they were through 
with the young girl, Thorfel had slit her throat with his dagger. I was 
stunned by the brutality that these six men had displayed towards this poor 
shepherdess. Luckily these men had not noticed that I had declined to take 
my turn with her………………………….

Then we penetrated deeper into Amazon territory and attacked a small 
village. First we had killed all of the men of this village. These men were 
easy to kill since they were submissive and obedient to their women. 
Warriors such as ourselves have much contempt for men such as these, for 
they are not even MAN enough to keep their women in their place. Then 
my six fellow warriors had brutally raped all of the women of the village, 
and then they had slit their throats with their daggers when they were done 
with them. When we were finished with the rape and pillage of the village, 
we had set the primitive huts on fire, and we had burned the entire village 
to the ground…………………………………………..

Bjorn the Brutal especially lived up to his name as he raped the headwoman 
of the village. Instead of slitting her throat with his dagger when he was 
done raping her as the other five men had done, he proceeded to beat her to 
a bloody pulp with his massive fists. When Bjorn was finished with her, he 
threw her body into a ditch and he left her there for dead…………………

It was during the raid on this village that the other men of my squad had 
first noticed that I declined to take my turn with any of the women of the 
village. These men were greatly offended that I would not join them in the 
raping of the women. They did not accept the lame excuse that I had 
offered them, and from that time on, I had to be prepared to defend myself 
should any of these men decide to turn on me…………………………….

Next we had attacked a farm that was run by three sisters. Ragnar had told 
me to guard the youngest sister, who’s name was Scyleia, while he and the 
rest of the men raped the other two women in the next room. I took pity on 
the young girl that I was guarding since I could see that she could not be 
more than sixteen years of age. So I had untied Scyleia and I had let her go. 
By this time, I began to regret that I had fallen in with these brutal men. 
Though I am a mercenary and an outlaw, and though I firmly believe in the 
principles of male supremacy, I do not approve of the senseless butchery 
that Ragnar the Rapist and his men had committed………………………

When the men had finished raping the two women, they had brutally 
murdered them the same as they had done to the shepherdess and the men, 
women, and children of the small village. I told them that the young sister 
had escaped. Ragnar the Rapist had been very angry with me, and he had 
told me that I was a bumbling incompetent fool. The other men in the squad 
had wanted to kill me right then and there, but Ragnar decided that he 
would deal with me later. Right now these brutal men were fearful that the 
entire Amazon army would soon be after them and that we must cross back 
over the Thermadon river and into the safety of the land of the mighty Male 
Chauvinist Empire………………………………………………….

We had entered the forest that is near the northern border of Amazonia in 
the hopes that we would elude pursuit. But suddenly our path is blocked by 
a single Amazon who appears on the trail in front of us. She is a young girl 
who moves with extraordinary grace and beauty. My penis begins to stiffen 
as I gaze lustfully upon her firm round breasts and her voluptuous figure. 
She is dressed in the traditional Amazon fashion with a short skirt that 
reveals her shapely legs and bare feet. Her garment goes only over one 
shoulder, leaving one magnificent breast exposed to our leering view. She is 
armed with the traditional double edged Amazon war ax or labrys. Her 
beautiful face bears an expression of haughty pride, great courage, and 
fierce determination. The Amazon appears not to be intimidated by the fact 
that her seven adversaries each stands at least one and a half heads taller 
than she. It is obvious from her demeanor that she regards us men as her 
inferiors, and that she intends to treat us as such. Her voice is feminine yet 
authoritative as she speaks tersely to us……………………….

“You men! Throw down your weapons and lay face down on the ground at 
my feet!”, she demands sternly, “I promise that you men will be given a fair 
trial in Themiscrya before you are put to death for your crimes!” Us men 
laugh at this arrogant Amazon with much scorn. Ragnar swaggers towards 
her with the intention of intimidating her with his greater size and strength. 
The rest of us men stealthily circle around her so that we surround her on 
all sides. Ragnar beats his massive chest with clenched fists, and he speaks 
to the Amazon in the most threatening and intimidating voice that he can 
muster. “Why should seven tough MACHO MEN like us surrender to a 
puny little CUNT like YOU?”, our leader snarls at her in his deep gruff 
voice, “You must be out of your mind, BITCH!”……………………..

To my surprise, the Amazon boldly stands her ground though she faces not 
one, but SEVEN MEN who are considerably larger than she is. Her sharp 
reply comes to Ragnar the Rapist like a slap across his face! “It makes no 
difference to me whether you men die in Themiscrya,” she hisses at him 
through clenched teeth, “or if I slay you right here and now! The choice is 
yours, vermin!”…………………………………………….

“What is the name of this uppity little cunt who is so foolish as to defy 
seven men of the mighty Male Chauvinist Empire?”, Ragnar demands in a 
surly manner, “Tell me your name, woman, so that when we return to the 
city of Machimo, we may tell our brothers the name of the Amazon cunt 
that we slew in the forest!” “It is not in the city of Machimo that you will 
tell my name, cock!”, the Amazon replies fiercely to him, “But as you kneel 
down to kiss the feet of Artemis, the great war Goddess of the Amazons, 
that you may tell her that it was Lykopis the She Wolf who slew you!”……

All seven of us men act as a coordinated team as we start to draw our 
swords and attack our one small female opponent. Before Ragnar the 
Rapist can even clear his sword from his scabbard, Lykopis the Amazon 
lands a devastating heel kick right under his chin. The big man goes down 
like he had been struck by the hammer of Thor itself. Her double edged war 
ax is a flash as she fells both Thorfel and Orloff the Destroyer with just one 
stroke of her deadly weapon. Just as Bjorn the Brutal’s sword flashes out of 
the scabbard, the Amazon’s bare foot slams into his face with bone crushing 
force and he collapses at her feet…………………………………………

Thus has this warrior woman downed four out of seven men in just a few 
seconds! She stands with one foot planted upon the chest of Bjorn the 
Brutal as us three remaining men circle about her and we brandish our 
swords in a threatening manner. My face is a mask of fierce macho bravado 
and determination as I yell a fearsome war cry at my female opponent. But 
there is an expression of disgust on the Amazon’s face as her eyes focus 
upon the darkening stain that is spreading in the crotch of my loin cloth. 
For my true terror of this awesome warrior woman is betrayed to her by the 
fact that I am urinating in my loin cloth………………………………….

Suddenly the She Wolf takes two steps towards me and I find that my 
courage has fled from me even as the cowardly male jackal would flee from 
the fierce Tigress in the jungle. I immediately throw down my sword and I 
go down on my knees before her. I bow down my head to the ground at her 
feet and then seizing her ankle, I place her foot upon my own neck in token 
of my total and unconditional surrender on to her………………………….

Sart the Sexist looks down upon me with an expression of disgust on his 
face. Then he glances over to Ho-Sorill and he is startled to see that Ho-
Sorill has also thrown down his weapon, fallen to his knees, and bowed 
down his head to the ground at the feet of Lykopis the Amazon. There is a 
look of indecision in Sart’s eyes for a moment. Then an expression of 
resignation comes over his face, and he too throws down his sword and 
assumes the humiliating posture of total surrender. Thus has this one small 
woman triumphed over seven mighty warriors of the Male Chauvinist 
Empire in a confrontation that has lasted less than a minute………………

Lykopis steps over to Sart the Sexist and placing her foot upon his upraised 
buttocks, she shoves him down flat on the ground. She then kneels besides 
him and she cuts off his loin cloth with her dagger. The Amazon uses the 
man’s own loin cloth to bind his wrists tightly behind his back. She strips 
him of whatever jewelry and what other valuables that she finds upon him, 
for all such items are now the spoils of she who has vanquished him in fair 
combat upon the field of battle. She Wolf gets to her feet, and placing her 
foot upon the back of each of his legs just above the knee, she pulls off his 
boots one by one, and she tosses them aside. The once mighty warrior, Sart 
the Sexist, has now been stripped completely naked by a woman, and his 
wrists are now firmly bound behind his back with his own loin cloth. 
Lykopis places her bare foot firmly upon the back of his neck as she speaks 
tersely to him. “You lay still, big fellow,”, she demands sternly, “You will 
not so much as try to scratch your nuts until such time that I have finished 
dealing with your fellows, and I return to see further to your disposition! 
Do you understand that, cock?” “Yes, my Conqueress!”, Sart replies 
meekly……………………………………..

The victorious Amazon steps over to Ho-Sorill and she repeats this same 
procedure with him. Then Lykopis the Conqueress places her foot on my 
upraised buttocks and she shoves me over so that I roll over on my back. 
“Which of you is the LEADER of this sorry band of male SCUM?”, she 
demands as she plants her foot heavily upon my chest. “Ragnar the Rapist is 
our leader, oh mighty Lioness of Amazonia!”, I stammer. Her foot feels like 
a thousand pound weight upon my chest as she continues to interrogate me. 
“And which one of you is he, cock?”, she demands sternly. I point my 
finger at the body of the man who is laying face down near by us. I am 
rolled over on my belly under the foot of my Conqueress, and a moment 
latter I too have been stripped completely naked and my wrists are firmly 
bound behind my back with my own urine soaked loin cloth. What few 
coins and jewelry that I possess have now been taken from me and are now 
the spoils of she who has conquered me in fair combat upon the field of 
battle. Her foot treads ruthlessly upon the back of my neck as she demands 
that I not move a muscle until such time that she returns to see further to 
my disposition……………………………………………………

Though I am terrified of this warrior woman who has vanquished me and 
six of my fellow warriors in fair combat upon the field of battle, I can not 
resist sneaking a peak as she turns her attention to the body of Ragnar the 
Rapist. She prods his head with her foot. Ragnar’s head rolls limply back 
and forth beneath the Amazon’s foot and it is obvious that his neck is 
broken and that he is dead. There is almost a look of disappointment on She 
Wolf’s face as she realizes that this brutal man is now beyond the reach of 
further Amazon justice and retribution. The sound of Ragnar’s deep gruff 
male voice pleading frantically for mercy would have been like music to her 
ears……………………………………………………………

Lykopis rolls the carcass of Ragnar the Rapist over on it’s back with her 
foot. This is so that Artemis, the war Goddess of the Amazons, may look 
down into the face of the man who is about to become her slave. According 
to Amazon belief, the soul of any man who is slain by an Amazon in fair 
combat upon the field of battle becomes the property and the slave of the 
Goddess, Artemis…………………………………………………..

Thus does Lykopis the She Wolf believe that the evil soul of Ragnar the 
Rapist is now the property and the slave of her Goddess. “Oh great 
Goddess, Artemis!” Lykopis proclaims fiercely as she plants her foot firmly 
upon Ragnar’s massive chest, “May this male dog serve you faithfully and 
may he obey you in all things!” The Amazon presses her foot down hard 
upon the dead man’s chest as though to force his soul out of his mouth and 
into the clutches of her Goddess…………………………………………..

She Wolf kneels beside the body and she takes the seven gold coins and the 
two rubies that she finds when she searches the dead carcass and she adds 
them to the spoils that she has collected. The Amazon grabs hold of 
Ragnar’s testicles with her left hand, and she castrates him with her dagger. 
She has taken the Jarl’s testicles as her “PROOF OF CONQUEST”. 
Standing with one foot placed upon Jarl Ragnar’s massive chest, Lykopis 
pierces his severed testicles with a large needle and she strings them on a 
rawhide thong as though they were beads on a necklace…………………

Next the triumphant Amazon approaches Bjorn the Brutal who lies upon 
his back near by. She places her foot upon his chest, and she sees that this 
man yet lives though he remains knocked out cold. There is an expression 
of great satisfaction on her face as she examines the blackish purple bruise 
that is in the center of Bjorn’s brutal face for a moment. This blackish 
purple bruise is in the perfect shape of a dainty little female footprint. This 
is the footprint that Lykopis had left in this man’s face when her foot had 
slammed into his face with bone crushing force……………………………

She Wolf rolls Bjorn the Brutal over on his belly with her foot. She strips 
him completely naked in the same manner that she had done to Sart the 
Sexist, Ho-Sorill, and I. She binds his wrists firmly behind his back with his 
own loin cloth. The two coins and the emerald that she finds in Bjorn’s 
possession, she keeps as her spoils of victory…………………………….

Lykopis the Amazon now approaches the bodies of the last two remaining 
men in our squad, Orloff the Destroyer, and Thorfel. She Wolf rolls the 
body of Thorfel over on it’s back with her foot so that both men lay side by 
side upon their backs. The Amazon prods the face of each man roughly 
with her foot and she observes no reaction from either man. Both of these 
men appear to be dead. A search of the two carcasses reveals nothing but a 
few copper coins between them which Lykopis adds to her purse along 
with the other loot that she has taken from her conquered male foes. The 
triumphant Amazon tears away  the loin cloth of each man, and she 
castrates him with her dagger. She has taken the testicles of these two men 
as her “proof of conquest”! The She Wolf stands with her left foot planted 
squarely upon the chest of Orloff the Destroyer as she strings the two pair 
of severed testicles on her rawhide thong………………………………..

Our Conqueress returns to the carcass of Ragnar the Rapist. She places her 
foot upon his massive bull chest, and she strikes off his head with just one 
deft stroke of her war ax. She picks up the severed head by it’s hair, and 
she walks back to the bodies of Orloff and Thorfel………………………..

As I look upon this barbaric scene before my terrified eyes, I can not help 
but feel both pity and contempt for these three men. How these three men 
had boasted of how many Amazons they were going to slay. And now all 
three men have been slain by the very first Amazon that they had 
encountered upon the field of battle. These men have suffered the greatest 
humiliation that is possible to a male warrior. They have been killed in fair 
combat upon the field of battle by a member of the so called inferior weaker 
sex!………………………………………………………………..

The triumphant Amazon stands with one foot upon the chest of Orloff, and 
with her other foot upon the chest of Thorfel as she holds the three sets of 
severed testicles high in the air in her left hand, and she holds the head of 
Ragnar the Rapist high in the air in her right hand. She looks proudly up 
towards the heavens as she utters a savage paean of victory to her 
Goddess!……………………………………………………..

“Hail to thee, oh great Goddess Artemis!”, Lykopis cries stridently, 
“Behold! Oh great Goddess that thy daughter and thy faithful servant, 
Lykopis the Amazon has slain three of these seven men in fair combat upon 
the field of battle! And the four remaining men I have made to grovel at my 
feet! Know you Oh great Goddess, that these four men will be made to 
kneel naked at the feet of my Queen as they face her harsh judgment and 
that they will receive their full measure of Amazon justice and retribution! 
And so shall the women that these brutal men have raped and murdered be 
fully avenged! I thank thee Oh great Goddess, Artemis for having granted 
me total victory over these seven members of the enemy sex! I now offer 
you the souls of these three men that I have slain! May they be your faithful 
and obedient slaves who will obey you in all things!”……………………….

Lykopis hangs the head of Ragnar the Rapist by it’s hair from her belt and 
she ties the rawhide thong with her three gruesome trophies strung upon it, 
around her neck as though it were a necklace. “You men get to your feet!”, 
the Amazon demands harshly. It is necessary for her to help us to our feet 
by pulling us up by the hair of our heads since our wrists are firmly bound 
behind our backs with our own loin cloths. By this time, Bjorn the Brutal 
has started to regain consciousness and our Conqueress grabs him by the 
hair of his head and she helps him to his feet also. Bjorn is still dazed from 
the devastating kick that the Amazon had landed in his face and he staggers 
unsteadily on rubber legs. He is barely able to keep himself from falling at 
her feet as She Wolf ties a rope around his neck to serve as a leash. Then 
she ties this same rope around the neck of Ho-Sorill……………………

As us four men stand naked before our Conqueress, I am the only one 
who’s penis has swelled into an erection. I am terrified that this fearsome 
warrior woman will be angry that I have dared to get an erection as I stand 
naked before her. But to my surprise, she smiles for the first time since we 
men have encountered her. For it is by my throbbing erection that the 
humiliating secret that I have so carefully concealed from my fellow 
warriors and even from myself, is now revealed to she who is my enemy. It 
is by my throbbing hard penis that my Conqueress recognizes me as a man 
who was born to be a woman’s slave. It is my penis that stands so rigid 
before her that betrays me to be a man who secretly desires to be 
conquered, humiliated, and dominated by a member of the female sex……..

“I like to see a nice hard cock on a beaten male dog!”, Lykopis proclaims as 
she leashes me by my neck to the neck of Ho-Sorill, “It shows that you 
would make me an excellent slave! It is such a pity that Queen Andromache 
will probably have you put to death for your crimes against the women of 
Amazonia! I think that I would have enjoyed owning you!” She grabs hold 
of my testicles and she playfully squeezes them just hard enough to make 
me wince in pain……………………………………….

She Wolf ties the end of the rope around the neck of Sart the Sexist. And 
thus has the Victrix leashed her four surviving male foes together by our 
necks. “Come with me, you male scum!”, she demands tersely as she gives 
the end of the leash that is tied to the neck of Bjorn the Brutal a sharp tug, 
“For Amazon justice and retribution awaits you in Themiscrya!” Thus 
naked and leashed together by our necks do us four once proud and mighty 
warriors begin our long journey through the forest to Themiscrya, the 
capital city of the Amazon Empire!………………………………………