Amazonomachy - Chapter 17 - The Battle of the Sexes by Nerraw The final battle between the Amazons and the forces of male supremacy. Att-Dak the Barbarian has brought forth his entire army for a final assault upon the women of the Amazon Empire. The two armies face each other at the exact place where they had faced each other when my former Mistress, She Wolf slew Goliath the giant in single combat. The other male camp followers and I are watching the battle from the safety of the very same hill that we had stood upon when we had watched in amazement as Lykopis the Amazon had placed her foot upon the chest of Goliath and she had chopped off his head with his own sword. I see Andromache, the magnificent Queen of the Amazons as she stands in the very front rank of her army. In contrast, I can see the Warlord, Att-Dak the Barbarian is nearly at the rear of his warriors. I can see Att-Dak even though he stands on the farthest side of the field and to the rear of his troops because he is a full EIGHT FEET tall. The fact that the Warlord has stationed himself at the rear of his troops while the Queen has taken her position at the very front of her Amazons illustrates how the courage of the woman is so much greater than the courage of the man. Among the warrior women who stand ready to follow their Queen into battle are my Mistress, Pantariste and my former Mistress, She Wolf. Also there is Glouce the Owl who slew the once mighty Greek warrior, Lykos. Also I see Andromeda, the High Priestess of the Goddess Artemis, and the Grand Humiliatrix of Amazonia. Also among the Amazons of Queen Andromache are the warrior women who had followed Pantariste onto the beach when she slew the mighty Greek champion, Tiamedies. Included among these Amazons are Areto, Barkida, and Iphito. Also standing boldly among the daughters of Amazonia are all of the women who had recently graduated from the School of Amazonjitsu. Among these fierce warrior women are Okypous, Scyleia, and Thraso. These women are all eager to attain the status of Amazon Warrior by slaying her first male foe upon the field of battle Today. Across the battle field I see the mighty cavalry of the Warlord, Att-Dak the Barbarian. These are big brutal men that are mounted on huge war stallions that have been especially bred for their great size and strength. Foremost among these men is their leader, Arrigorn the Arrogant, who sits astride his massive war stallion, Machismo. These men intend to crush the daughters of Amazonia beneath the thundering hooves of their massive steeds. Hoping to thwart the plans of Arrigorn and his men is the Amazon Cavalry led by Ainippe the Amazon, who sits upon her fierce war mare, Nightmare. The women of the Amazon cavalry all sit astride war mares that have been especially bred for their speed and agility. I can not help but wonder how these valiant women can possibly stand against the massive strength and power of Arrigorn the Arrogant and his brutal men. In fact, as I survey this awesome scene before my eyes, I feel great concern for the lives of these women that I have come to love and worship. For the hosts of Att-Dak the Barbarian outnumber the Daughters of the Amazon Empire by about TWENTY to ONE! The mighty eight foot tall Warlord beats his massive chest with clenched fists as he orders his warriors to charge into battle. The beating of his fists upon his chest sounds like a base drum that can be heard loudly even upon the small hill on which us male camp followers stand. With an awesome cry of furry, the two armies clash together in a massive battle of the sexes! I see a great many of my former comrades in arms struck down by female opponents who are much smaller than themselves. I see my former Mistress, Lykopis or She Wolf engage the mighty warrior, Sorn the Sexist in single combat. I had always thought that he was a skillful warrior, but he is no match for She Wolf. She fakes him out, and then she smashes his face with the flat of her ax. She grabs hold of his erect penis with her left hand and at the same time she strikes him several blows with the ax in her right hand. With her final blow, Lykopis buries her ax in Sorn's skull. Sorn the Sexist pumps his hot sperm into the air before he falls dead at her feet. She Wolf rudely plants her foot in the dead man's face as she pulls her war ax from his skull. I see Thraso or Confidence who was the smallest student in the entire School of Amazonjitsu. What a foolish girl! She has chosen to engage Bull-Cock the Brutal in single combat as her very first male foe. My heart rises up in my throat as I realize that he will also most likely be her LAST male foe. Except for Goliath, Bull-Cock the Brutal is Att-Dak's largest and strongest warrior. Bull-Cock is eight and a half feet tall, and he weighs about four hundred pounds of bulging muscle. Since Thraso is only four feet tall, Bull-Cock the Brutal stands more than twice as tall as his female opponent. Bull-Cock is well known among the men of Att-Dak the Barbarian for his cruel and brutal treatment of women. Bull-Cock swings his massive broadsword with such force, that the double edged ax is knocked from Thraso's numbed fingers. With an awesome howl of triumph, Bull-Cock the Brutal swings his sword down upon the head of his unarmed foe with all of his strength. But the young Amazon maiden swiftly does a forward somersault inside the stroke of her enemy so that his massive blade is buried harmlessly in the ground behind her. As Thraso comes back up on her feet, it is necessary for her to kick as high as her own chin in order for her to slam the ball of her foot into the big man's testicles. Bull-Cock doubles over in pain as he vomits up his breakfast. Thraso grabs hold of the big man's beard with both of her hands, and she skillfully rolls his massive carcass over her hip so that he falls flat on his back at her feet. Thraso kicks her foot up in the air above the level of her own head. Then with a sharp cry or kee-hai, she slams her foot down flat on his chhest with such force that the blood and gore gushes out of his mouth as his heart explodes inside of his body. The big man goes into convulsions for a moment and then he lies still. I can scarcely believe what I have seen with my own eyes! This young girl has just slain an armed man who stands more than twice her height, and who is nearly four times her weight with her bare hands and feet! My chest swells with pride as I realize that this girl who I had helped to train, has just killed her first male foe upon the field of battle. She who had been just a girl has become a woman, and an Amazon Warrior. The triumphant Amazon intends to cut off Bull-Cock's head with his own sword, but his massive sword proves to be much too heavy for her to even lift. But Bull-Cock the Brutal is dead, and there will be plenty of time for Thraso to take his head as her trophy when the battle is over. Thraso rips away Bull-Cock's bear skin loin cloth and she cuts off both his testicles and his penis with her dagger! She stands with one foot placed upon the big man's chest for a moment as she admires the genitals of her first kill. I see my Mistress Pantariste as she engages her foe, Tarl the Terrible upon the field. Tarl is built like a gorilla with a massive chest of bulging muscle. He also stands six and a half feet tall, and he wields a huge double edged ax that weighs about four hundred pounds. I remember when I had been a mercenary in the court of Att-Dak the Barbarian, that no other man except for Att-Dak himself had been able to even lift this massive ax. I also remember how Tarl the Terrible had boasted of how many Amazons he was going to slay upon the field of battle. And now my heart sinks into the pit of my stomach as I fear that the very first Amazon that he slays will be none other than my beloved Mistress, Pantariste. I fear for my beloved Mistress even though I know that she is a great heroine of the Amazon Nation and that she should have little trouble putting him down. Mistress Pantariste wields her six foot spear as she faces this brutal man upon the field. Her strategy is to use her superior speed and agility to keep her distance from this man and at the same time she will inflict wounds upon him with her spear. Each time he charges upon her, Pantariste evades his attack with an astounding acrobatic maneuver. Each time she manages to get the better of him as she fakes him out and she out maneuvers him and she out wits him. By this time, my Mistress has managed to inflict several minor wounds in his arms and legs with her spear. These wounds would do a great deal of damage to an ordinary man, but they only serve to enrage Tarl the Terrible. The big man charges upon my Mistress like an enraged bull. He is both frustrated and enraged by the fact that he is being humiliated by the superior speed and agility of a member of the so called weaker sex. But my Mistress makes the mistake of moving too close to her much larger foe. Suddenly Tarl the Terrible delivers an awesome back handed stroke of his massive ax at the level of Pantariste's waist. My heart leaps into my throat as I am about to see my beloved Mistress cut in half with one powerful stroke of Tarl's terrible ax. Mistress Pantariste leaps up so high that the stroke of the ax passes harmlessly under her feet. She slams both feet into the big man's face so hard that he falls back stunned against the trunk of a large tree. Before Tarl the Terrible can recover his wits, my Mistress hurls her spear at him with all her strength. The spear pierces his heart and impales him to the tree trunk. In classic Amazon fashion, Pantariste had first humiliated him with her dazzling fighting skill, and then she slew him. Though Tarl the Terrible is dead, he still remains standing on his feet due to the fact that he is pinned to the tree by the spear sticking through his heart. Tarl stares at my Mistress through glazed dead eyes. That expression of shocked disbelief is still frozen on his face. Pantariste braces her foot against his massive chest as she pulls her spear from his lifeless carcass. As she pulls the spear free, she must nimbly step aside in order to avoid being struck by his falling corpse. I see Glouce the Owl, who recently slew the mighty Greek warrior Lykos. She faces the mighty barbarian champion Ho-Dakar and three other men. As the first attacker swings his sword at her head, Glouce blocks it with her war ax, then she takes off his head with the back swing. This is a favorite Amazon fighting technique and many a macho warrior has lost his head by it. As the man's severed head falls to the ground at her feet, Glouce quickly puts her foot upon it to keep it from rolling away. Glouce the Owl stands arrogantly with her foot resting upon the head of her first kill as she taunts her three remaining foes. As two of the men charge upon her, Glouce kicks the severed head so that it strikes one of the two charging men in the face. As the struck man staggers backwards stunned, she dispatches his companion efficiently with one deft stroke of her war ax. Before the man can recover from being struck in the face with the severed head, Glouce dispatches him with her ax. Ho-Dakar retreats a few steps when he sees the brutal efficiency with which Glouce has disposed of his three fellows. Then the warrior stands his ground with an expression of fierce determination on his face. I remember that Ho-Dakar had a reputation as a fearless warrior at the court of Att-Dak the Barbarian. No doubt that this proud warrior would rather die than lose face in the eyes of his men. Glouce stands with one foot resting upon the chest of one of the men that she has slain as she and Ho-Dakar try to stare each other down. Suddenly the Amazon takes two steps towards her male foe. Ho-Dakar throws down his sword and he falls to his knees before Glouce. He touches his forehead to the ground at her feet, and then seizing her ankle, he places her foot upon his own neck! Glouce walks behind her man, and placing her foot upon his upraised buttocks, she shoves him down on his belly. Drawing her dagger, the Amazon cuts off every stitch of his clothing so that he lies naked before her. She then binds his wrists to one of his ankles behind his back with a rawhide thong. With her dagger, Glouce carves the mark of the Owl on his naked buttocks in order to mark him as her property and her slave. She moves on to face new male foes upon the field of battle. It is with great pride that I see many of the former students of my Mistress slay her first man upon the field of battle and thus become a true Amazon warrior. Among these students is Okypous who I had first met when I had been assigned to labor under her stern supervision in the fields. I still remember how she had so thoroughly beaten and humiliated the arrogant and rebellious slave named Pig Face. Well despite his humiliating defeat at the hands of this young woman, Pig Face never did completely surrender himself to the principles of Female Supremacy. I had learned that Pig Face had escaped from Amazonia and that he had rejoined the forces of Att-Dak the Barbarian. By some strange twist of fate, Pig Face is the very first male foe that Okypous encounters upon the field of battle. It is Pig Face who first engages Okypous. He is determined to avenge the massive humiliation that she had inflicted upon him in the fields of Themiscrya. He beats his chest with clenched fists as he confronts her. As Pig Face foolishly occupies himself with making threats and with arrogant macho chest beating, Okypous simply strikes him down with one deft stroke of her war ax. The triumphant Amazon places her foot on his chest and she spits in his face. I can not hear her voice over the din of battle, but I can read her lips as she speaks to her slain foe. "If you are going to fight,", she says in a voice that is full of gloating triumph, "then fight! Don't talk!" Just like her Instructrix, Pantariste, Okypous had in classical Amazon fashion, first thoroughly humiliated her male foe that day in the fields of Themiscrya, and now she ruthlessly slew him today upon the field of battle. I had heard that Barkida had once been a slave girl. She had escaped from her master and like many escaped slave girls, she had fled to Amazonia in order to escape from a harsh and brutal life under male supremacy. She had enrolled as a student in the School of Amazonjitsu so that she could learn to fight and so that she would become an Amazon so that never again would she ever bear the weight of a man's foot upon her neck. By some twist of fate, or perhaps by design of the Goddess, Artemis, Barkida the Amazon now encounters her former master, Gortar upon the field of battle. Gortar approaches Barkida intent upon recovering that which had once been his property. He beats his massive chest with clenched fists as he confronts his former slave girl. Though his voice can not be heard above the din of battle, I am able to tell what Gortar says to his former slave girl by reading his lips. "Throw down your weapons, cunt!", he demands, "You have only to kneel before me and to kiss the head of my penis as a token of your total and unconditional surrender to the principals of male supremacy, and I swear that I will show you mercy! You were far too good of a FUCK for me to just slaughter you upon the field! I would much rather LAY you than SLAY you!". Barkida's face is a mask of cold rage as she faces her former master upon the field of battle. The Amazon parries the stroke of his sword with her war ax and at the same time, she kicks him in the nuts with such force that he is raised two feet above the ground. Gortar howls in agony as he doubles over. Barkida straightens him up with a snapping front kick to the point of his chin. Gortar stands up stiff as a board. Then he falls over on his back and he lies still. A moment later, Barkida's foot is on his chest and her double edged war ax is poised to deliver the killing blow. Her face is impassive as she listens to Gortar's frantic pleas for mercy and his babbling promises of obedience. The triumphant Amazon places the instep or arch of her foot on Gortar's chin. She demands that he indicates his total and unconditional surrender to her by licking the ball of her foot with an up and down motion of his tongue. After he has licked the ball of her foot several times, she demands that he indicates that he will obey her in all things by licking the ball of her foot with a back and forth or sideways movement of his tongue. After he has licked the ball of her foot again, she demands that he indicates that he will obey her at all times by licking her foot with a circular motion of his tongue. Sweet is her victory as he who had once been her cruel master is now licking her foot like a whipped dog. She savors his total humiliation with an attitude of gloating triumph. He who had been the master is now the slave, and she who had been the slave girl is now the Mistress. She rolls Gortar over on his belly beneath her foot and she binds his wrists to his ankle behind his back. She cuts off his clothing with her dagger and she carves her mark into his naked buttocks to mark him as her slave. Thus is the once mighty Gortar left bound naked upon the ground until such time that Barkida the Amazon sees fit to return and see further to his disposition. I see the man who is only known among the shepherdess and farm girls who live near the northern border of the Amazon Nation as BIG PENIS. The women of Amazonia call this man Big Penis because he has a penis that is nearly twice the size of that of a normal man. I remember that when I had been a mercenary at the court of Att-Dak the Barbarian, he was always boasting of how many women that he had raped in the Gynarchy of Amazonia. He had claimed that the women that he had raped were all Amazons, but in truth, he raped only helpless peasant women who were unable to defend themselves. He was always boasting of the tobacco pouch that he always carried at his belt. This tobacco pouch was made from the breast of a young maiden that he had raped and murdered. Men like Big Penis were always cutting off the breast of the women that they have raped and murdered and making a tobacco pouch out of them. This is what has lead to the false notion that Amazons cut off their right breast in order to facilitate the use of their ax or spear. Big Penis is wandering about on the field of battle looking for trouble, and he finds it when he encounters Scyleia. Big Penis thinks that he is a tough man because he has bullied so many helpless peasant women and slave girls. He has not the good sense to run for his life when he faces a real Amazon Warrior. He is one of those men who foolishly goes into battle against female foes with his male genitals fully exposed to view. He thinks that the very sight of a man's genitals will cause a female opponent to be intimidated. But my Mistress, Pantariste taught her students well how to deal with such men. Besides her double edged war ax, Scyleia also caries a forked stick with a thin rawhide loop attached to the fork. I tremble as I remember that I had been one of the men that Scyleia and other students had practiced upon with the forked stick at the School of Amazonjitsu. Scyleia parries the stroke of his sword with her labrys. And with a skillful upwards flick of her left wrist, she entraps his exposed testicles inside the rawhide loop. A half twist of the stick draws the rawhide loop tight around his nuts so that there is no way that he can slip free. Scyleia has only to give a hard jerk on her snare stick to castrate her enemy. The terrified man instantly obeys her command for him to throw down his sword. Scyleia forces Big Penis down on his knees by applying downward pressure on the stick. She then places her bare foot on his chest, and she shoves him over on his back. She ruthlessly pulls up on his testicles so that he is forced to arch his back in such a way that only his shoulders and heels are touching the ground. Scyleia now plants her foot in the rapist's face as she maintains an upwards pressure on the forked stick and she has Big Penis completely under her control and at her mercy. Big Penis is now pleading frantically for mercy. Scyleia would no doubt spare him and she would take him as her slave were it not for the fact that she notices the tobacco pouch that he is wearing upon his belt. Her eyes light up with the fires of rage as she rips his nuts off with a tremendous jerk on her forked stick. Placing her knee on the big man's chest, she holds his severed testicles before his terrified eyes for him to see for a moment before she stuffs them into his gapping mouth. It is with great satisfaction that Scyleia places one foot upon the man's chest as she watches him gag and choke on his own testicles. She lops off his head with one deft stroke of her war ax. My chest swells with pride as I see that this girl that I had helped my Mistress, Pantariste to train has now killed her first male foe in fair combat upon the field of battle. I am very proud of this magnificent woman who has come so far from being a helpless farm girl and a quivering victim to becoming a true Amazon warrior who has slain a brutal rapist upon the field. I see that the glorious Queen of the Amazons has hacked and slashed her way deep into the ranks of her enemies. A trail of dead and dying men lay in her wake. I can see that she is working her way towards her arch enemy, Att-Dak the Barbarian who lurks in comparative safety near the rear of the ranks of his men. Iphito, or "Shield Strength" has engaged Brutar the Brutal in single combat upon the field of battle. Brutar beats his massive chest with clenched fists as he brags to Iphito of how he has raped more than forty women. His enormous throbbing erection pops out from under his loin cloth as he tells Iphito that he is going to rape her next. Suddenly the warrior strikes a mighty blow with his sword that knocks the war ax from the grip of his female foe. "What is it going to be, bitch?", he cries as he brandishes his sword, "My COCK in your cunt? Or my blade in your heart?". The sword flies from Brutar's fingers and he doubles over in pain as the Amazon heroine gives him a swift kick in the nuts. She straightens him up with a devastating kick in the teeth. Iphito sends the big man staggering backwards as she smashes his nose with her fist. Brutar staggers on rubber legs as the Amazon lands a perfect right cross to his jaw. A left, a right, and another left to his jaw leaves him laying flat on his back on the ground. Iphito the Amazon jumps up and down on his chest with both feet a dozen or more times until she has kicked all of the fight out of him. She prods his face roughly with her bare foot, and she observes that there is no reaction from him. Brutar the Brutal offers no resistance as Iphito castrates him with her dagger. She cruelly holds his severed testicles before his horrified eyes for him to see for a moment. "It is time for you to taste of the bitter fruit of your crimes!", Iphito proclaims as she stuffs his severed testicles into his gaping mouth. The Warrior woman places her foot on his chest, and she looks coldly down upon him as he gags and he chokes to death on his own testicles. When she is certain that he is dead, she stomps her foot down hard on his chest. As the air is forcefully expelled from the dead man's lungs, it causes his severed testicles to be dislodged from his throat. Iphito catches the severed testicles as they fly up out of Brutar's mouth and she keeps them as her PROOF OF CONQUEST! She leaves the carrion where it lies, and she seeks other male foes to conquer. Over the din of battle I hear the thundering hoof beats of Att-Dak's cavalry as it charges upon the ranks of the Amazons. But before Arrigorn and his men can swoop down upon the women of the Amazon Infantry, they are headed off by Ainippe and her cavalry of women warriors. As these two cavalries clash together, I see that the superior speed, agility, and courage of women and mares is emerging triumphant over the sheer brute strength of men and stallions. I see Arrigorn the Arrogant and his fearsome stallion, Machismo charging upon Ainippe the Amazon and her war mare, Nightmare. Swift Mare ducks under the stroke of his massive broad sword and she strikes him across the throat with the shaft of her lance. Arrigorn is knocked off the back of his huge stallion, and he falls flat on his back on the ground. Ainippe the Amazon leaps down from her mare, and she places her foot upon the chest of her fallen foe. Although I can not hear his words over the din of battle, I can see that Arrigorn the once Arrogant is pleading frantically for mercy as Ainippe stands over him with her foot on his chest, and the sharp point of her lance at his throat. Machismo, the mighty stallion of Arrigorn the once Arrogant tries to attack Ainippe the Amazon from behind. But the Amazon's war mare, Nightmare, heads him off and though the mighty stallion is much larger than the mare, she somehow manages to knock him down upon the ground. The fierce war mare crushes the neck of her fallen enemy beneath her pounding hooves. Nightmare places a rear hoof upon his neck as she urinates upon the head of the dying stallion. Thus are both the female rider and the female horse triumphant over her male foes. I see Andromeda fighting in her distinctive style that she has devised to avoid slaying her male foes as much as possible. That is because of her desire to always take the man alive so that he will be her faithful and obedient slave. She generally strikes her male opponents with the flat of her ax rather than the edge. In fact only one edge of her ax is kept sharp, while the other edge has been ground dull so that she will not cut the flesh of he who is about to become her property and her slave. She uses her ax to hook a man's ankle and to pull him off his feet. Andromeda, which means Ruler of Men, has just bested two more male foes upon the field of battle. She has both men down on their backs laying side by side. Andromeda is standing with one foot upon the chest of each man as she forces them to express their total and unconditional surrender to her in every humiliating way that she can think of. I remember what an erotic experience it had been for me to be under her domination when she had been my Auctionatrix on the auction block of Themiscrya. Andromeda moves her right foot from her man's chest so that the arch of her foot rests on his chin. By reading her lips I see that she is telling him to lick the ball of her foot with his tongue if he wishes to live. His tongue laps the ball of her foot like a fawning dog. She asks him a series of questions that he must answer in the affirmative by licking her foot. She repeats this process with her right foot back on his chest, and the arch of her left foot upon the chin of her other conquest. When Andromeda is satisfied that she has forced both men to totally surrender the last vestiges of his arrogant macho pride, she kicks each man over on his belly with her foot. Then she strips each man naked by cutting off his clothes with her dagger. The Amazon then hog ties each man by binding his wrists behind his back to his ankle with leather thongs. She carves her initials into the naked buttocks of each man with her dagger to mark him as her slave before she goes on to seek new conquests. It is with great trepidation that I see that Areto has engaged Mangar the Mighty in single combat upon the field of battle. For I know Mangar the Mighty to be one of the strongest warriors at the court of Att-Dak the Barbarian. Mangar is a man of truly awesome muscle and power. With a clever maneuver, Areto hooks his blade with her war ax, and she somehow manages to twist his sword out of his grasp. Areto the Unspeakable advances upon him, ready to strike him down with her ax. Areto's name means Unspeakable. She has earned the name Unspeakable because she strikes unspeakable fear into the hearts of her male foes upon the field of battle. But Mangar the Mighty is not an ordinary male who is so stricken with unspeakable fear. Mangar beats his chest with clenched fists as he challenges Areto to throw down her weapon and face him in hand to hand unarmed combat. The Amazon throws her double edged war ax to the ground and she accepts his challenge. Then Mangar holds his hands out in front of him with the palms towards his opponent and his fingers spread wide apart. He is challenging Areto to a contest of Grecian knuckle locks. I remember that back at the court of Att-Dak the Barbarian, that Mangar was the champion at Grecian knuckle locks. The one time that I had been foolish enough to accept his challenge, he had instantly brought me down on my knees howling in pain and begging for mercy. He even beat mighty Att-Dak himself in this contest. To my amazement, Areto accepts his challenge and she locks her fingers with his. It seems foolish of Areto to accept a challenge to such a contest since Mangar is so much bigger and stronger than she. But to my amazement, the Amazon has some inner feminine power. She bends his fingers back, and she forces him to his knees. Mangar howls in pain and he begs for mercy as the Amazon bends his fingers back harder. Areto presses her bare foot in his face as she applies even more pressure to his backwards bent fingers. Mangar cries for mercy. Areto shifts her foot so that her arch is pressed against his chin, and she demands that he lick the ball of her foot as a token of his unconditional surrender to her. Mangar is proud, and he will not lick the ball of her foot. But the Amazon applies more pressure to his bent back fingers and soon his tongue is eagerly scrubbing the ball of her foot. When she is thoroughly satisfied that Mangar has completely surrendered his macho pride, Areto removes her foot from his chin and she allows him to fall upon his face to the ground. The Amazon places her foot upon his neck and she looks down upon him in gloating triumph for a moment. Mangar sobs like a baby as the victorious Amazon strips him naked and hog ties him in the traditional Amazon fashion. She carves her mark in his bare buttocks with her dagger to mark him as her property and her slave. She then leaves him there as she goes off to seek other male foes to conquer upon the field of battle. I see a great many valiant warrior women striking down male foes who are much larger than themselves. I see Alcinoe otherwise known as Mighty Wisdom slay Darin the Dominant in fair combat upon the field of battle. Alkaia otherwise known as Mighty One, and who is one of the most important leaders of Queen Andromache, slays Torfel, who is the brother of Att-Dak the Barbarian. Hypsipyle which means Of the High Gate, slays Himdel and Gorgan, two mighty warriors who were of the elite personal guard of Att-Dak the Barbarian. Toxaris the Archer, having fired all of her arrows into her male foes, now rips into the ranks of Att-Dak the Barbarian with her blood stained ax. Telepyleia who's name means Far Sailing, stands triumphant over Baldar the Brutal with her foot on his chest and her blood stained war ax raised in the air in token of victory. The Amazon Kleoptoleme slays the mighty Jarl Ulrich, and Kydoime slays Stonegar the Strong, and Pisto slays Gorn the Gross. And Teisipyle slays the warrior Goltar the Gloating, and Toxis slays Mordred, and Toxophile slays Garth the Gory. The men who are slain, and the Amazon women who slay them are far too numerous to mention. The warrior women are clearly emerging triumphant over their male foes upon the field of battle. At last I see that Andromache, the Queen of the Amazons has hacked and slashed her way through the hosts of the Barbarians until only two warriors stand between her and her enemy. And these two men she falls with just one deft stroke of her fearsome war ax. And at last Andromache, the Queen of the Amazons and her hated foe, Att-Dak the Barbarian stand face to face. My heart leaps up into my throat as I fear for the life of my beloved Queen. For the mighty Warlord stands a full eight feet tall, while the Amazon Queen stands only five foot one inch tall. And the mighty Att-Dak is built strong with a chest that is both broad and deep, while my Queen is thin and agile, and she is a woman of much grace and beauty. The sword of Att-Dak is so heavy, that Queen Andromache would not be able to lift it even with all of her strength, and with both of her hands. He caries an oval shaped bronze shield that is about five feet long and about three feet wide. The Queen leaps up over the sword stroke of her enemy, and she slams her heel against the point of his chin with a devastating kick. But Att-Dak does not even flinch at this powerful blow that would have ended the fight against an ordinary man. Att-Dak attacks Andromache again and again. Each time the heroic Queen narrowly avoids the death of his sword by some maneuver of great agility, but she is unable to penetrate his defensive shield. She is able to out maneuver him, and she is able to out wit him at every turn, but she is not able to hurt him, or to strike him down. The Amazon Queen seems to fall to the ground. Att-Dak sees his chance, and he swings his sword down upon her with all of his might. At the very last moment, she moves out of the way of the descending blade, and the sparks fly as the blade strikes against a large stone and embeds itself in the earth. And before the mighty Warlord can pull his sword from the earth, Andromache springs to her feet and she buries her double edged war ax in the back of his neck. The Warlord abruptly stands erect. A horrible expression of rage is frozen on his face. The expression on the face of the Queen is one of proud defiance and determination as the two combatants stand facing each other for long moments. Andromache must look upwards in order to look her enemy in the eyes as they stare down upon her over the rim of his massive bronze shield. At last Andromache pushes against the shield with the tip of one finger. To my astonishment, Att-Dak the Barbarian just falls over on his back and he lies still. His sword and shield both fall to the ground a few feet away from him. Andromache places her foot upon his chest and she shakes his massive carcass with a vigorous motion of her foot. She observes no response from him. The mighty Warlord, Att-Dak the Barbarian, is dead! With her foot still planted squarely upon the massive chest of her vanquished foe, the Queen of the Amazons beats her breast with clenched fists as she utters an exalted cry of victory that can be heard from every point upon the field. The word that the Queen of the Amazons has slain their mighty Warlord spreads throughout the ranks of the men of the Male Chauvinist Empire even as a wild fire would spread throughout a field of dried hay. When these men learn that their mighty Warlord whom they had all trusted is dead, they are completely demoralized. Having lost all will to fight, these men now throw down their weapons, and they kneel and bow down their heads to the feet of the women of the now totally triumphant Amazon army. And it comes to pass that the daughters of Amazonia rush upon the ranks of the hapless kowtowing men. And each Amazon places her foot upon the neck of a man that she desires to own as her slave. The battle of the sexes is over! And the FEMALE of the species is TRIUMPHANT over the MALE. Though the battle of the sexes is over, there are yet details to be seen to. First, all of the men who have surrendered to the women of Amazonia are stripped naked, and their wrists are bound behind their backs with leather thongs. A male who has been conquered upon the field of battle by a woman is a slave who does not deserve to wear any clothing. As the slave of an Amazon woman, the status of each of these men is beneath that of a dog or other domesticated Animal. Thus it is considered appropriate that he should be naked the same as an animal. Next the attention of the daughters of Amazonia turns to the men that they have slain. Each man who does not already lie so, is turned face up by the foot of the woman who slew him. Thus may the glorious Goddess Artemis look down from her domain into the faces of all the men who are about to become her slaves. And the souls of a great many men will bow down their heads to the feet of the Goddess this day. Now the Daughters of Amazonia draw their daggers and they reap their harvest of male genitals as each Amazon takes both the testicles and the penis of the men that she has slain upon the field of battle. It seems that it is the young Amazon, Thraso, who has made it fashionable for an Amazon to take both the testicles and the penis of her kills when she had taken the genitals of Bull-Cock the Brutal as her trophy. Before today's great victory it has been the custom for the Victrix to take only the testicles of her kill as her "Proof of Conquest". At last, each Amazon places her foot upon the chest of one of the many men that she has slain. Andromache places her foot upon the chest of Att-Dak the Barbarian and she leads her triumphant warrior women in an exalted paean of victory to the great Goddess Artemis. Now that these details have been seen to, it is time for us male slaves who are skilled artists to do our work. Many of us male camp followers have been trained to be skilled artists. We have spent many hours in classes that are conducted by the older male slaves learning to draw and to paint. Many Amazons consider skill as an artist to be a desired quality in her male slave that is second only to that of obedience. This is so that the male may preserve her glorious moments of victory over her male foes with a skillfully done sketch or painting. Many of us male camp followers has developed the talent for doing such works of art with such a dramatic flair that is most pleasing to his Mistress. The magnificent carvings upon the walls of Themiscrya were all done by devoted male slaves. I have little trouble getting Thraso to pose for me as I sketch her portrait as she poses with one foot upon the chest of Bull-Cock the Brutal. Thus am I able to capture the glorious moment of her triumph of making her first kill upon the field of battle. Conquered Cock, Fallen Stallion, Big Foot, Faithful Dog, Bum Fuck, Humbled Cock, Whining Dog, and I all do a portrait of Queen Andromache as she poses with one foot upon the chest of Att-Dak the Barbarian. We all sketch this portrait of our Queen triumphant over this once mighty champion of Male Supremacy from different angles because this is a historic moment of woman victorious over man in the age old battle of the sexes. I now sketch a portrait of my Mistress, Pantariste as she poses with her foot upon the chest of Tarl the Terrible. Whining Dog sketches a portrait of my former Mistress, She Wolf as she poses with her foot upon the chest of Sorn the Sexist. Bum Fuck sketches a portrait of Okypous as she poses with her foot upon the chest of Pig Face. Conquered Cock sketches a portrait of Scyleia as she poses with her foot upon the chest of Big Penis. Fallen Stallion sketches a portrait of Iphito as she poses with her foot upon the chest of Brutar the Brutal. Big Foot sketches a portrait of Alkaia as she poses with her foot upon the chest of Torfel. Faithful Dog sketches a portrait of Kydoime as she poses with her foot upon the chest of Stonegar the Strong. And Humbled Cock sketches a portrait of Hypsipyle as she stands with her right foot upon the chest of Himdel and with her left foot upon the chest of Gorgan. We sketch many a haughty Amazon warrior as she poses with one foot upon the chest of a man that she has slain in fair combat upon the field of battle. Now the ox carts are brought forth to hold their cargo of grisly trophies as the triumphant women of the Amazon Empire fill the carts full to overflowing with the heads of the men that they have slain upon the field of battle. The headless and castrated carcasses of the men that the Amazons have slain will be left behind to rot upon the field and to serve as food for the vultures and the jackals. The triumphant women and the conquered males now take their proper place in the magnificent triumphal procession that Andromache, the Queen of the Amazons will lead through the streets of Themiscrya.