Homians 3 
                                            By Hardie  
                                      Illustrated by Nerraw
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 practicing 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 Karla, 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 savored 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 defense 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.