Victory Feast - Chapter 2  SCYLEIA
By Nerraw   nerraw0001@lycos.com
The former victim of brutal men becomes a man killer.

I regret that I am not able to tell such a magnificent story such as
that of how Lykopis the mighty Lioness of Amazonia slew Goliath the 
giant in single combat upon the field of battle. Nor may I tell a story 
as spectacular as that of how this same great heroine slew a thousand men 
with the jawbone of an ass. Nor may I tell the story as impressive as 
that of how Pantariste, the mighty Tigress of Amazonia, slew the king of 
Sparta and his three hundred mighty champions at the pass of Thermopylae. 
For my Mistress, Scyleia, has just this day slain her first male foe in 
fair combat upon the field of battle. Thus can I only speak of the six 
men that she has slain upon the field of battle today.

Not long ago my Mistress had been just a simple farm girl. She and her 
two sisters had been but defenseless women of the type that the brutal 
men of Att-Dak the Barbarian liked to seek out as victims. But then 
Ragnar the Rapist and his henchmen had raped and murdered her two 
sisters. Scyleia entered the school of Amazonjitsu so that she might take 
vengeance upon the men of Att-Dak the Barbarian. She had practiced the 
skills of war hard in the great hall of Amazonjitsu, and she had emerged 
as one of the top students of her class. She took her vengeance upon the 
men of the Male Chauvinist Empire this day as she descended upon them 
even as a tigress would descend upon a pack of jackals.

First to face her wrath upon the field was the rapist known as Big Penis. 
Big Penis had been the most brutal rapist in the entire history of the 
Amazon Nation, as he had raped over five hundred women during his brutal 
career. He was feared by the peaceful peasant women throughout the entire 
Gynarchy of Amazonia. His nearly always throbbing erect penis was nearly 
twice the size of that of an ordinary man. And that is why he was known 
among the women of Amazonia as Pig Penis. 

Queen Andromache and her Amazons tried many times to trap this brutal 
rapist by posing as a helpless farm girl or as a shepherdess that Big 
Penis was so fond of victimizing. But these warrior women were always 
frustrated in their efforts since this brutal yet cowardly man seemed to 
have the uncanny instinct to always recognize an Amazon warrior no matter 
how cleverly she was disguised. He always avoided attacking any but the 
most defenseless of women. The brutal rapist always boasted of the 
tobacco pouch that he was so proud of. This "tobacco pouch", that he 
always wore proudly at his belt, was made from the breast that he had cut 
from one of the many young women that he had raped and murdered during 
his almost constant intrusions into the Amazon Empire. But alas, it was 
this tobacco pouch that he was so proud of that proved to be the big 
man's final undoing.

Big Penis had been forced to enter into this battle against the daughters 
of Amazonia in order to save face and to avoid being recognized by his 
fellows as the coward that he was. It had been his intention to avoid all 
contact with these dangerous warrior women and to flee from the field of 
battle if he saw that woman was emerging triumphant over men. But he had 
been fooled by the fact that Scyleia had once been just a defenseless 
farm girl of the type that he had liked to victimize. He saw her not as 
the warrior woman that she had become, but only as the cringing victim 
that she had once been. He was unable to resist the temptation of taking 
yet another helpless female victim.

"WOMAN!", Big Penis had cried as he confronted she who is now my Mistress 
upon the field. "Just throw down your weapon and lay down upon your back 
and spread your legs like a good little girl! I promise you that you will 
experience the pleasure of being raped by the mighty warrior who is known 
as Big Penis before I slay you!" Big Penis was one of those foolish men 
who thought that the mere sight of male genitals could cause a warrior 
woman to be intimidated. Thus did he go in to battle against the 
daughters of the Amazon Nation with his over developed sexual organs 
fully exposed to view.

But the sight of this man's enormous raging hard on only served to remind  
Scyleia of the fate that her two sisters had suffered at the hands of 
Ragnar the Rapist and his brutal henchmen. Thus did her eyes light up 
with the fires of rage and her determination to bring down this arrogant 
rapist increased tenfold. And Pantariste, the head instructrix at the 
school of Amazonjitsu, had taught her well how to deal with men such as 
Big Penis. Besides the double edged war ax, Scyleia also carried the 
dreaded forked stick with a thin rawhide loop attached to the fork. While 
all of her sister students as the school of Amazonjitsu had been taught 
the use of this forked stick, Scyleia had practiced this weapon far more 
than any of the others. She had desired to use this stick as a weapon of 
vengeance against men like the men who had raped and murdered her two 
sisters. It was her desire to rip the nuts off such men.

The novice Amazon parried the stroke of the rapist's sword with her war 
ax. And at the same time, a skilled upwards flick of her left wrist had 
entrapped his exposed testicles within the rawhide loop. A half twist of 
her stick drew the loop tight around his nuts so that there was no way 
that he could slip free. Scyleia had only to give a hard jerk on the 
stick in order to castrate her enemy, and it was no wonder that he 
instantly obeyed her command for him to throw down his sword. By applying 
a downwards pressure on her snare stick, the now victorious Amazon had 
forced the big man down on his knees, and with her foot upon his chest, 
she forced him down on his back upon the ground. She pulled up on the 
snare stick, forcing Big Penis to arch his back in such a way that only 
his heels and shoulders were touching the ground. She pressed his face 
flat beneath her foot and she had him completely under her control and at 
her mercy.

But my Mistress had not yet become a hardened killer of men, and she was 
ignorant of this man's brutal history as a rapist. She was much moved by 
his now frantic and pitiful whining and pleas for mercy. She would have 
spared this man despite the fact that she had yet to kill her first man 
upon the field and to achieve the status of Amazon warrior.

But then she had noticed for the first time the tobacco pouch that this 
once arrogant man wore at his belt. Her face hardened into a mask of rage 
and she ripped his nuts off with a tremendous jerk of her snare stick. A 
moment later her knee was on his chest as she held his severed testicles 
before his horrified eyes for him to see. "The great Goddess had given 
you these for love, and only to be used when the woman has given you her 
permission!" The Amazon had hissed at him through clenched teeth, "She 
did not give you these to be used as a weapon of hatred against all 
women! It is time for you to taste of the bitter fruit of your crimes!" 
And then the Amazon had stuffed the man's severed testicles into his 
gapping mouth.

It was with a great deal of satisfaction that Scyleia had stood over Big 
Penis with her foot upon his chest as she watched him gag and choke on 
his own testicles. She could see the terror in this man's eyes as he 
realized that he was about to experience the ultimate humiliation of 
being the first kill of an Amazon maiden. She looked down upon him for a 
moment with a look of smug superiority upon her pretty face before she 
struck off his head with one deft stroke of her war ax.

But my Mistress had not long to revel in her victory over Big Penis 
before an even bigger and stronger man was upon her. This man was 
determined to avenge the death of his fallen comrade, Big Penis. As the 
big man approached her, yet another man grabbed the Amazon in a choke 
hold from behind. As the barbarian warrior raised his sword to strike the 
killing blow, Scyleia delivered a devastating front kick that had snapped  
his head back as her heel connected right under his chin. His jaw had 
been slammed shut by the force of her heel striking him just under his 
chin so that she had caused him to bite off his own tongue.

At almost the same time, my Mistress had swung her front leg around 
behind the legs of the man who held her in a choke hold from behind. Then 
with a twisting motion of her waist, she threw her much larger male foe 
over her hip so that he landed flat on his back at her feet. Though still 
dazed, the first man had once again charged madly upon her. Scyleia had 
grabbed hold of the man by his beard with both her hands. Then placing 
her bare foot in his stomach, she fell backwards and she threw him over 
her head with a swinging motion of her leg. The novice Amazon warrior 
sprang back to her feet and she grabbed this man by the hair of his head 
and she pulled him to his feet also. 

It was at this moment that the man's enormous throbbing erection had 
popped out from under his loin cloth revealing his intention of raping 
his female opponent. The enraged Amazon grabbed hold of his stiff penis 
with her left hand and she pulled him towards her. While maintaining a 
firm grip on his cock, she delivered a devastating right cross to his 
jaw. She followed this blow with a back handed fist to the other side of 
the man's face. She alternated right crosses and back hands to the sides 
of his face making his head swivel back and forth until she had the big 
man staggering on rubber legs. Then she had pulled her now barely 
conscious male enemy by his still throbbing erect penis over to the body 
of his fallen companion. 

Scyleia grabbed this second groaning and moaning male by the hair of his 
head and she pulled him to his feet also. She then grabbed each man by 
the scruff of his neck and she had smashed their heads together a dozen 
or more times until at last both men had collapsed unconscious at her 
feet. She rolled each man over on his back beneath her foot so that the 
two men lay side by side before her. The Amazon then drew her dagger and 
she drove it into the eye of each of the two men, and she pithed his 
brains with her blade. And thus had my Mistress, Scyleia the Amazon, 
advanced from the status of tender Amazon maiden who had just recently 
graduated from the school of Amazonjitsu to the status of Matriarch by 
having slain three men in single combat upon the field of battle. The 
triumphant Amazon stood upon the carcasses of these two men with one foot 
upon the chest of each man. She held her blood stained dagger high in the 
air as she had uttered an exalted cry of victory to the Goddess Artemis.

Still my Mistress had not much time to revel in her victories for there 
were yet other men to be slain upon the field of battle. The next man 
that she had encountered upon the field was another such as Big Penis who 
foolishly thought that an Amazon warrior and hardened man killer would be 
intimidated by the mere sight of male genitals. Thus had this man 
foolishly entered into battle against women with his throbbing erect 
penis and his testicles fully exposed to their view.

My Mistress had parried the stroke of this man's sword with her labrys. 
At the same time she had skillfully snared his exposed testicles with an 
upwards flick of her snare stick just as she had done to Big Penis. She 
had thrust her foot against the big man's chest forcing him backwards a 
few steps. At the same time she ripped off his nuts with a tremendous 
jerk of her forked stick. The now castrated male enemy just stood there 
staring at Scyleia with an incredulous expression frozen upon his face. 
The Amazon Matriarch then flung his severed testicles into his gaping 
mouth with a skillful flick of her snare stick. Reaching up above her 
head, the Amazon grabbed her much larger male foe by his beard and she 
pulled him down on his knees. She had switched her grip from his beard to 
the hair of his head and she pulled his head down and forward. It took 
just one deft stroke of her war ax, and Scyleia held the severed head of 
her fourth kill in her hand.

The headless carcass had fallen forward and then it had rolled over on 
it's back where it lay spread eagled upon the ground at the feet of it's 
conqueress. Scyleia had placed one foot upon the chest of the headless 
carcass as she studied the expression of sheer terror that was frozen 
upon the dead man's face. Once again my Mistress had but a moment to 
revel in her victory before it was necessary for her to fling the severed 
head into the face of yet another male enemy who was attacking her.

As this man had staggered backwards stunned from being struck in the face 
by the severed head, Scyleia swiftly advanced upon him and she brought 
him down on his knees with a devastating stroke across his abdomen with 
her labrys. The battle rage was fully upon my Mistress as she had split 
open the man's skull with a downwards stroke of her war ax and she 
spilled his brains upon the ground. The man stood upright so forcefully 
that the handle of her labrys was jerked from the Amazon's grasp. Then 
the barbarian warrior fell upon his back with a thud and lay still. Both 
the handle of the ax that was still embedded in his skull and his still 
erect penis stuck up in the air at about a forty five degree angle.

At this time, yet another burly warrior approached Scyleia the Amazon 
with the intent of engaging her in single combat upon the field of 
battle. Scyleia placed her foot upon the chest of the man that she had 
just killed and pretended that she was having difficulty retrieving her 
weapon from the dead man's skull. This is an old Amazon trick that she 
had learned at the school of Amazonjitsu. The big brute fell for it and 
he approached her carelessly with his sword held down at his side. This 
was a mistake that cost this big blubbering fool his life.

Suddenly Scyleia had jerked her war ax from the dead man's skull. And 
with the same smooth motion she took off the head of her enemy with just 
one deft stroke of her ax. The man's severed head popped about three feet 
up in the air while spinning several times. Then the head fell to the 
ground and it rolled to the feet of she who had just slain him. The 
headless carcass just stood there while the blood had spurt up into the 
air from his severed neck, and the sperm had spurt up into the air from 
his still erect penis like twin geysers.

At last my Mistress had raised her leg and she had shoved her foot 
against the chest of the headless carcass causing it to topple over. 
"Fall down you dumb headless bastard!", Scyleia had cried, "Are men so 
stupid that they don't even know enough to fall down when they are dead?" 
It was the intention of the great Goddess Artemis that a man should fall 
down when he is dead. For how else could the woman who slew him place her 
foot upon his chest as she raises her arm high in the air in a victorious 
salutation to her goddess?

It was at this time that I first encountered she who is now my Mistress 
upon the field of battle. Big Penis had been my hero and my mentor. Thus 
was I also one who was so foolish as to enter into battle against women 
with my manhood fully exposed to view. I had never raped a woman but Big 
Penis had taught me that it was the right and proper thing to do in order 
for me to prove that I am a man. Thus did I approach Scyleia with my 
penis erect and with the intention of rape in my heart.

Scyleia parried the stroke of my sword with her ax and she caught me by 
my balls with her snare stick just as she had done to Big Penis. I had no 
choice but to immediately obey her command to throw down my sword since I 
knew that she could castrate me with just one sudden pull of her forked 
stick. She pulled me down on my knees and her foot upon my chest had 
forced me down on the ground. She pulled up on the snare stick forcing me 
to arch my back in such a way that only my shoulders and my heels were 
touching the ground. At the same time she cruelly ground her bare foot in 
my face.

I was too terrified to even beg for mercy. But at the same time I 
experienced a strange new sexual passion that I had never felt before. 
The brutal humiliation that the triumphant Amazon was subjecting me to 
was causing my hard cock to pulsate with even greater passion. Suddenly I 
had totally forgotten my terror of this fierce warrior woman who had so 
thoroughly conquered me upon the field of battle, and I succumbed to the 
irresistible impulse to lick the soul of her bare foot with my tongue.

The licking of my tongue on her foot must be what had saved me for she 
hesitated in her intention of ripping off my nuts for a moment. And at 
that moment there was the loud and joyful cheering of a multitude of 
female voices as word had swept across the field that Andromache the 
Queen of the Amazons had slain the mighty Warlord, Att-Dak the Barbarian. 
The now totally demoralized men of the Male Chauvinist Empire threw down 
their weapons and assumed the humiliating posture of total surrender. 
They fell to their knees and bowed their heads down to the ground at the 
feet of an Amazon conqueress. The now totally triumphant Amazons advanced 
upon the ranks of the cowering and kowtowing males and each woman placed 
her foot firmly upon the neck of a man that she desired to own as her 
slave. Thus no man remained standing  on his feet. All men either lay 
dead upon the field or kowtowed before a triumphant daughter of the 
Amazon Nation with his neck trampled down beneath her foot. 

My conqueress released her grip on the snare stick that so painfully 
pulled at my testicles, and she allowed me to lay flat on my back upon 
the ground. She placed her foot upon my chest and she assumed the posture 
of the victrix who is supremely in control of her vanquished male enemy. 
"Tell me, male dog!", she hissed at me through clenched teeth, "Do you 
yield yourself as my slave?" Her foot rode up and down upon my heaving 
chest as I gasped frantically for breath. "I yield me yours Oh Lioness!" 
I had choked, "I swear that from this moment onwards, that I shall obey 
you in all things, Mistress! I beg for the privilege of being your 
faithful and obedient slave, and of bearing the weight of your foot upon 
my neck!"

"You will remain as you lie cock!" my Conqueress had commanded me, "You 
will not so much as even scratch your nuts until such time as I return 
to see further to your disposition! Perhaps I will allow you to live!" 
She did not even bother to bind my wrists behind my back with a leather 
thong. She instinctively recognized me as a man who was born to be a 
woman's slave and she knew that I would not disobey her.  

My Conqueress now turned her attention to the six men that she had slain. 
First she lay these six men chest up side by side in a neat row. This is 
so that the Goddess Artemis may look down from her domain into the faces 
of these men who are about to become her slaves. For it is the common 
belief among these savage warrior women that the soul of any man who is 
slain by an Amazon in fair combat upon the field of battle becomes the 
slave and property of Artemis, the great war Goddess of the Amazons. My 
Mistress then drew her dagger and she castrated those four men who had 
not already been castrated by her. She then retrieved her trophies from 
the mouths of the two men that she had already castrated with her snare 
stick. She also placed the severed heads of these two men near the necks 
of their headless carcasses. Scyleia then strung the six pairs of 
testicles together on a rawhide thong and she wore them around her neck 
as trophies of her victories over these men of the Male Chauvinist 
Empire.

The Queen of the Amazons placed her foot upon the chest of Att-Dak the 
Barbarian, and Scyleia placed her foot upon the chest of Big Penis. And 
each Amazon placed her foot upon the chest of one of the many men that 
she had slain. Then Queen Andromache had lead her triumphant warrior 
women in an exalted paean of victory to the Goddess Artemis. Then Scyleia 
had walked upon the chests of the six men that she had slain. This was to 
force each man's soul out of his mouth, or out of his severed neck if she 
had already beheaded him, and into the clutches of the Goddess Artemis 
who would take these men as her faithful and obedient slaves.

There was suddenly a great cry of joy among the daughters of Amazonia as 
Lykopis the She Wolf recognized the carcass of Scyleia's first  kill as 
that of the notorious rapist known as Big Penis. It was at this moment 
that Scyleia first learned that the man that she had killed was the 
brutal rapist who's career the women of Amazonia had sought in vain to 
end for many years. Thus had my Mistress achieved the status of Matriarch 
two times over in her very first encounter with men by having slain six 
men in single combat upon the field of battle. And on top of that her 
sister Amazons have greeted her as a great heroine of the Amazon Nation 
because she slew the rapist and murderer known as Big Penis. It gave my 
Conqueress a great feeling of satisfaction to know that it was she who 
slew the most vile rapist in the history of the Gynarchy of Amazonia. She 
grabbed hold of his massive and still erect penis with her left hand and 
she sliced it off of him with her dagger. She then stuck the huge severed 
cock into the mouth of his severed head.

Tomorrow my Mistress will begin her tour of all of the villages that Big 
Penis had terrorized during his long and brutal career as a rapist. She 
will parade through the streets of each of these villages with his head 
impaled upon the point of a spear. His enormous cock will be sticking out 
of his mouth. There will be great rejoicing among the women of these 
villages when they see that the man who had so ruthlessly brutalized them 
is dead and that he will trouble them no more.

During all of this activity I had lain perfectly still upon my back 
without moving a muscle as though I was one of the many men who had been 
slain by the daughters of Amazonia this day. Indeed, I would have lain 
there even as jackals had fed upon my body rather than to disobey she who 
I now acknowledged to be both my Conqueress and my Mistress. As Scyleia 
approached me I could see that the battle lust was upon her. She threw 
herself upon me and she fiercely raped my lips with hers. She bit my 
lower lip in order to mark me as her conquered slave. Her womanhood had 
swallowed up my hard cock even as the fierce tigress might devour a rat 
in the jungle. 

But as a warrior of the Male Chauvinist Empire, it had never been 
necessary for me to make any effort to please a woman. I simply took my 
pleasure from any of the slave girls who served at the court of Att-Dak 
the Barbarian without any regards for the pleasure of any of these women. 
Therefore my Mistress had barely taken me into her womanhood before I had 
shot off my load and my penis went limp. "Your love nuts would have 
served me better as trophies than they have for love!", she had hissed at 
me angrily, "You are such a male that is fit only to work in the fields 
of Themiscrya!" She drew her dagger and she cut a deep scar across my 
nose in order to mark me as a man that she had found to be an inadequate 
lover. Then she had stood up and placed one bare foot upon my chest. "You 
are totally worthless as a lover!" she had declared sternly, "Therefore 
from this day forward, you will answer to the name of Bum Fuck!" 

Scyleia kicked me over on my belly with her foot and she tied my wrists 
behind my back with a leather thong. She grabbed a fistful of my hair and 
she pulled me to my feet. My Conqueress grabbed hold of the handle of the 
forked stick that still dangled between my legs and that still held my 
testicles entrapped. It was by this snare stick that she had lead me by 
my nuts through the streets of Themiscrya in the magnificent triumphal 
procession that followed the crushing victory of the Amazons over Att-Dak 
the Barbarian and his men. 

When the procession had arrived at the great plaza at the center of the 
city of Themiscrya, Mistress Scyleia had commanded me to kowtow before 
her Queen. As I fell to my knees in obedience to her command, I saw that 
I was about to lower my face into a large pile of fresh horse dung that 
the cavalry ahead had left upon the street. But so great was my fear of 
this woman that I buried my face in the dung heap without hesitation 
rather than to disobey her. Her bare foot placed firmly upon my neck had 
forced my face even deeper into the dung pile. Only a woman who has the 
power to force a man to such depths of humiliation can cause him to 
experience the highest ecstasy of masculine sexuality. She is destined to 
become a great heroine of the Amazon Empire, and I wish to be her slave 
for as long as I shall live. 

It is my deep regret and unbearable shame that I had performed so poorly 
as her sex slave that my Mistress saw fit to name me Bum Fuck and to 
notch my nose with her dagger. It is my great fear that she will discard 
me and doom me to a drudgerous but well deserved life of a worker in the 
fields. It is my great resolve that I will do all that is in my power to 
improve myself as both her lover and her slave. Every moment that I am 
not occupied with serving and obeying she who is my Mistress I will 
devote to improving myself in any way that I can.  I do this in the vain 
hope that one day I shall become worthy of being the object that this 
magnificent woman will trample beneath her foot.

Bum Fuck lowers his head and closes his eyes in token of his profound 
reverence and respect for his Mistress, Scyleia the Amazon, and to 
indicate that his tale is told. I have no doubt that he will improve his 
performance as a lover, and that he will make Scyleia a most faithful and 
obedient slave. Next it is the turn of Cold Cocked to tell the tale of 
his Mistress Thraso.