Victory Feast - Chapter  7  - ARETO (Unspeakable)
By Nerraw nerraw0001@lycos.com


I am the faithful and obedient slave of she who is named Areto which
means Unspeakable. The reason that my Mistress is named "Unspeakable" 
is because she strikes unspeakable terror into the hearts of her male foes 
upon the field of battle. She had struck unspeakable terror into my heart 
that day that I lay conquered upon the field and she had stood 
triumphantly over me with her foot on my chest and her dreaded war ax 
poised for the kill. Such was the unspeakable terror that she struck into my 
heart that I had surrendered all of my macho pride and my dignity. Such 
was the unspeakable terror that she had struck into my heart that she had 
me winning like a dog as I had pleaded so pathetically for mercy. And thus 
has my Mistress named me Whining Dog.

	And my Mistress strikes unspeakable terror into my heart each 
time that she returns from the field of battle leading one or more 
conquered men by a leash that she has tied about his testicles. Yes she 
struck unspeakable terror into my heart today as I watched her leading 
Mangar the Mighty by his nuts through the streets of Themiscrya in the 
magnificent triumphal procession. I felt unspeakable terror when I saw 
how proud she was of this prize bull that she had conquered in fair and 
single combat upon the field of battle. I feel unspeakable terror when I 
think that she may find this new male to be more pleasing than me. And I 
feel unspeakable terror when I think that she might exercise her Goddess 
given right to discard me even as she might discard an old chair or even as 
she might discard any other such object that is her property but that she 
has no further need of. I feel unspeakable terror that she might place me 
naked upon the auction block of Themiscrya to be sold to she who is the 
highest bidder. For such is her right as a member of the superior sex, and 
as a lowly male slave I have no say in such matters.

	She had struck unspeakable terror into the hearts of the Greek 
Warriors in the now famous battle on the beach where she had piled the 
bodies of slain male enemies up like cord wood before a winter's fireplace. 
And she had struck unspeakable terror into the hearts of the men of Att-
Dak the Barbarian in the battle that we celebrate tonight. She struck 
unspeakable terror into the heart of the fierce Barbarian warrior, Mangar 
the mighty when she had encountered him upon the field of Battle. Now 
listen my fellow members of the inferior sex as I tell the tale of how my 
Mistress Areto the Amazon had first earned the name Unspeakable.

	My Mistress had just graduated from the school of Amazonjitsu, 
and it was her very first encounter with men upon the field of battle. It was 
reported that a band of thirty rogue warriors and rapists were terrorizing 
the countryside near the northern border of our beloved Amazon Nation. 
It was reported that this band of ruffians and rapists was under the 
leadership of Jarl Lokison who had an especially brutal reputation for his 
evil cruelty towards women. This was but yet another male terrorist effort 
that was being sponsored by that evil Warlord, Att-Dak the Barbarian. 
This was but another reason that our glorious Queen was so determined to 
take that brutal tyrant's head from him today.

	Our magnificent Queen had sent forth a party of fifteen Amazons 
to deal with these men. My Mistress was just one of the members of this 
party. And she was determined that she would achieve the status of 
Amazon Warrior by taking the testicles of her first kill upon the field of 
battle.

	Now Jarl Lokison had not the courage to face fifteen Amazons in 
fair combat upon the field even though the men outnumbered the women 
by two to one. This was not sufficient odds for a cowardly jackal who 
postures as a brave macho man who considers himself to be superior to all 
women, and yet who knows in his heart that women are the superior sex. 
But Jarl Lokison figured that thirty men would be enough to kill one or 
two Amazons. He devised a clever plan to lure one or two Amazons away 
from the group and to trap them. and then kill them.

	It just so happened that she who is now my Mistress was at the 
very rear of the party of Amazons. Jarl Lokison was hiding in the bushes 
near by the trail that the Amazons were traveling. Just as the last Amazon 
had passed the clump of bushes where the evil Jarl was hiding, he threw a 
stone at her. The stone had hit the Amazon maiden in the back of her 
head.

	As the novice Amazon had turned to see who had thrown the 
stone at her, the Jarl shook the branches slightly. Then he had made a 
hasty retreat into the woods. The Amazon maiden drew her war ax and 
she entered the clump of bushes it investigate and to confront the man 
who had dared to accost her in such a dastardly manor. She was both 
shocked and greatly angered by what she found there in the bushes.

	For there in the bushes was the body of a young shepherd girl 
who had been raped and then murdered by Jarl Lokison and his men. Both 
breasts of this poor girl had been cut off. No doubt these brutal men had 
intended to make the breasts of their murdered victim into tobacco 
pouches.

	She who is now my Mistress was just about to return to the trail 
and to summon her sister Amazons when she saw one of the two severed 
breasts of the murdered girl about twenty feet further into the woods. 
Perhaps the rapist had dropped one of his two trophies in his haste to 
escape from the wrath of Amazon justice and retribution. The novice 
Amazon knelt near the severed breast and she examined it for a moment. 
She was indecisive as to weather she should continue to track down this 
vile rapist by herself, of if she should go back and summon her sister 
Amazons to assist her.

	Then she heard a twig snap, and she realized that the rapist was 
still near by. She was determined that she would track this man down 
herself. She would take his testicles as a trophy of her first kill.

	Jarl Lokison chuckled softly to himself. "Amazons are so 
predictable." he had thought.  

This foolish young Amazon had fallen for his devious trick, and she would 
soon fall into his trap. He had successfully lured her away from the 
protection of her sister Amazons. He deliberately left just enough of a trail 
for her to follow, but not enough of a trail to make it obvious that he 
wanted her to follow him. He lead her deeper and deeper into the forest. 

	The novice Amazon followed her enemy further into the thick 
woods until she came to a large clearing. There in the very center of the 
clearing she saw the second severed breast of the young murdered girl 
laying on the ground. She walked to the center of the clearing and she 
examined the gruesome object briefly. 

	Then a big burly male warrior stepped from behind some bushes 
and into the clearing in front of her. And then three more huge warriors 
appeared at the edge of the clearing to her left. Then the Amazon maiden 
saw that there were two men at the edge of the clearing to her right. The 
Amazon turned and looked behind her and she saw that there were half a 
dozen men to her rear. And when she looked again at the man who had 
first appeared in front of her, she saw that he had now been joined by five 
of his fellows. Yet more men stepped out of the brush and into the 
clearing until the novice Amazon had found herself surrounded on all sides 
by a total of thirty brutal warriors. She had fallen into Jarl Lokison's 
carefully laid trap.

	Though the young Amazon couldn't imagine how she could 
possibly survive an encounter against so many men, she was determined 
that she was going to take as many down with her as she possibly could. 
She was determined that she was not going to die as an Amazon maiden, 
but that she would achieve the status of Amazon warrior before she was 
killed. 

	One warrior who was bolder than the others attacked her first. 
The warrior woman parried the stroke of his sword with her ax. She tried 
to take off his head with the back swing in typical Amazon fashion, but he 
had swiftly ducked under her slashing blade. The Amazon maiden delivered a front snapping kick to the chin of the stooping man. His neck had snapped as the ball of her bare foot struck him right under his jawbone with devastating impact. The man's sword flew out of his hand and up into the air and he fell dead at her feet. She who is now my Mistress had killed her first man and she achieved the status of Amazon Warrior.

	The Amazon had caught the falling sword by the hilt in a reverse 
grip before it could fall to the ground. She drove the blade back and into 
the ribs of the man who was attacking her from behind. Her blade had 
pierced both his left lung and his heart. At the same time she flung her ax 
forward with all of her might. Her labrys whirled through the air and it 
split open the skull of  a big beefy warrior so that it splattered his blood 
and his brains upon the ground. The dead man's sword flew out of his fist 
and went spinning high into the air. The Amazon caught this sword by the 
hilt in her right hand before it fell to the ground. The violent vixen turned 
to face the dying warrior who stood behind her. She placed her foot on his 
chest and she shoved him forcefully backwards, and she jerked her sword 
from his thorax. This man then fell dead at her feet, and she who is now my Mistress had now achieved the status of Matriarch by having slain a total of three men in single combat upon the field of battle.

	The Amazon now fought in a peculiar style with a sword in each 
hand. Two men now attacked her from opposite sides. The man to her 
right swung his sword downwards towards her head. My Mistress parried 
with an upwards swing of her right sword and at the same time, she 
crouched low and she chopped his knee with her left sword. A split second 
later, the man to her left swung his sword downwards towards her head. 
My Mistress parried with an upwards swing of her left sword and at the 
same time, she crouched low and she chopped his knee with her right 
sword. By this time, both men had gone down on their knees howling in 
pain. The Amazon crouched low and she swung both swords outwards so 
that she loped off the heads of both men simultaneously. The novice 
Amazon had decapitated both men in less than a second. 

	Two more men attacked the Amazon from her right and her left. 
At the same time a third man had lunged at her from the front. She twisted 
sideways and the sharp point of his sword tore through her clothing and 
grazed her rib cage and drew blood. She crossed her swords and she sliced 
both sides of his throat as she swung both of her swords outwards. She 
decapitated both of her other two attackers with the same movement.

	My Mistress had to do a forward somersault in order to avoid 
being decapitated by the man who was behind her. She came up into a 
kneeling position and then swinging both swords outwards, she cut the 
legs out from under the two men who were in front of her. These two men 
fell face down, one man on each side of her. The Amazon reversed her 
grip on the swords and stabbed downwards into the neck of each man and 
into the ground beneath them. She swung both her legs up into the air, and 
then she snapped up to her feet with a carp's leap. My Mistress leaped up 
into the air and she spun around one hundred and eighty degrees, and she 
landed with one foot upon the back of each of the two men that she had 
killed. She squatted down and she pulled her swords from their necks.

	By this time Jarl Lokison noticed that the Amazon had slain a full 
one third of his men and he was screaming for his remaining men to "KILL 
THAT CUNT!" The men had attacked the Amazon with a renewed effort. 
They were determined to avenge the deaths of the ten men that she had 
slain.

	The Amazon just barely managed to jerk her head to the side in 
time to avoid having her head taken off by a stone that was about the size 
of her fist. Then she ducked to avoid being hit in the head with a second 
stone. She saw that two men stood near the edge of the clearing whirling 
slings. You men will remember how effectively Lykopis the She Wolf had 
used such a weapon when she slew Goliath the giant. Though this story 
takes place a few years before that event, my Mistress knew that she had 
to take out these two men as soon as possible. She flung both of her 
swords with all of her might. The swords spun through the air and stuck in 
the chest of each man. The two sling men fell dead upon the field.

	But now the Amazon was unarmed. Men approached her from all 
sides. She saw that the carcass of the man that she had killed with her ax 
was laying just in front of her. Her labrys was still embedded in his skull. 
She stepped forward, and placing her foot on his chest, she grabbed the 
handle of her war ax and she pulled it free.

	In a flash her left hand, not the customary right swung her ax 
backwards and a strike to the rear stopped her thirteenth unlucky assailant. 
Pulling her ax out of the falling carcass of the luckless man, she switched it 
to her right hand, and in one continuous sweep she eliminated the two 
warriors who were charging from the right. The sixteenth enemy was cut 
down on the return sweep of the Amazon's war ax. The seventeenth and 
eighteenth man were felled with a whip like slash of her labrys. She then 
turned, and the labrys was a flash, and man number nineteen fell. Four 
more men were quickly taken care of with a waist level slashing stroke of 
her ax, the specialty of the Amazon warrior. Standing now, in the middle 
of the pile of her felled adversaries, she placed her foot upon the chest of 
one of the men that she had slain.

	By this time the courage of four of the seven remaining men had 
fled from them even as a cowardly male jackal would flee from the fierce 
tigress in the jungle. These four men began to cry "ARETO!" which 
means "Unspeakable" in the language of the Greeks. "ARETO! ARETO!" 
these men cried because the fearsome Amazon had stricken unspeakable 
terror into their hearts with the ferocity with which she had slain so many 
of their fellow warriors. Three of these men threw down their weapons 
and they fell to their knees before the awesome Amazon. "ARETO! 
HAVE MERCY!", they cried in their terror.

	But she who is now known as Areto the Amazon was in no mood 
to show these men mercy after seeing how they had so brutally murdered 
and mutilated the poor shepherd girl. She loped off the heads of all three 
men with just one viscous sweep of her labrys. Two of the headless 
carcasses toppled over on their sides, but the center corpse remained 
kneeling erect. The Amazon placed her foot upon his chest, and she 
shoved the headless carcass over on it's back.

	The remaining four men looked on in horror as they realized that 
they could expect no mercy from Areto the Amazon. Two of the men 
charged upon the Amazon swinging their swords wildly. Areto swung her 
ax first to her left, and then to her right. She dropped both attacking bull 
males in their tracks. 

	"ARETO!", one of the two remaining men had cried as he had 
turned to flee from the Amazon in terror. He did not make it to the edge 
of the clearing before she struck him in the back of his head with her 
thrown ax. Her labrys splattered his brains upon the ground and then it 
embedded itself in a tree trunk. The burly barbarian warrior fell face down 
upon the ground.

	And now only one man remained standing upon the field, and 
that man was Jarl Lokison. But this man wielded a massive broad sword 
with a six foot long blade while my Mistress was unarmed. The Jarl was a giant bull of a man who had stood a full two and a half heads taller than his female opponent, and he was more than double her weight. But Areto the Amazon was not intimidated by the greater size and strength of this man, for she could see that the once mighty Jarl Lokison was trembling violently in his fear of her.

	Areto noticed with disgust that the crotch of this man's loin cloth 
had began to darken with a spreading stain as she drew her dagger and she 
approached him. She chuckled in contempt as she saw that this once arrogant and brutal rapist was now urinating in his loin cloth in his terror of a woman who was so much smaller than himself. His heavy sword dropped to the ground and he fell to his knees before her. "Areto, have mercy!" he had cried in a choked whimpering voice.

	My Mistress placed her foot squarely upon his chest, and she 
shoved him over on his back. The Jarl was totally speechless now, and he 
just whimpered incoherently as the Amazon stood over him with her foot 
on his chest. She stooped down and she slashed off his urine soaked loin 
cloth and she tossed it away with an air of disgust. She then grabbed hold 
of his testicles with her left hand and she pulled up so that she forced him 
to arch his back in such a way that only his heels and his shoulders were 
touching the ground. She pressed her right foot down in his face and she 
held her razor sharp blade against the base of his scrotum sack in a 
threatening manor. "All it will take is just one quick slash of my knife," the 
Amazon had hissed at him through clenched teeth, "and this big bad BULL will be changed into a STEER!" 

	The terrified man looked up at his conqueress between her big 
and second toe with a doleful eye. He was much too terrified to even 
plead for mercy. Areto shifted her right foot so that the ball of her foot 
rested on his chin. "Lick between my toes, cock!", the Amazon demanded 
tersely.

	The once arrogant and mighty, but now totally beaten man 
obediently licked between each of the toes that hovered above his mouth. 
It gave my Mistress much pleasure that she had completely broken and 
humiliated this brutal rapist. Areto was enjoying this man's humiliating 
predicament very much, but at last she realized that the moment of truth 
had come. She sliced off his testicles with a quick and smooth movement 
of her blade. The castrated man fell flat upon the ground and the Amazon 
removed her foot from his chin and she placed it on his chest. She placed 
most of her weight on the foot that was on his chest as she leaned down 
and she held his severed testicles before his horrified eyes for him to see. 
There was a mocking smirk of gloating triumph on her face. 

	My Mistress then stuffed his severed testicles into his gaping 
mouth. She stood there with one foot resting on his chest as she watched 
him gag and choke on his own testicles. She pressed her foot down on his 
chest in order to force the air out of his lungs so that he would choke to 
death faster. She stood there until she felt that his heart had stopped 
beating beneath her foot and she knew that he was dead.

	Areto the Amazon had killed a total of thirty men. Those men 
who did not already lie so, she rolled over on their backs with her foot. 
She castrated all of the men with her dagger and she strung her thirty 
gruesome trophies together on a rawhide thong. The triumphant Amazon 
placed one foot upon the chest of Jarl Lokison and she uttered an exalted 
paean of victory to the Goddess Artemis. 

	When she had finished her paean of victory to her Goddess, she 
struck off the Jarl's head with one deft stroke of her war ax. She found her 
way back to the trail where she eventually joined up with her party of 
Amazon warriors. These women greeted her as a heroine when she 
showed them her string of thirty sets of testicles and the head of their most 
hated enemy, Jarl Lokison. She told them her story of how the last 
remaining men had called her Areto just before she slew them. And from 
that day forward all Amazons have referred to her as Areto, and that is the 
story of how she got her name.

	Whining dog's tale of his Mistress, Areto the Amazon has now 
been told. He indicates such by closing his eyes and bowing his head in 
token of his reverence and respect for this fabulous Amazon woman. Next 
it is the turn of Humbled Cock to tell his tale of his Mistress Andromeda 
the "Ruler of Men". Andromeda had named this man Humbled Cock 
because he had been such a proud and arrogant warrior before she had 
bested him in fair combat upon the field of battle. She had so completely 
deflated his once haughty male ego that she had decided that Humbled 
Cock was the most appropriate name for him.