The boys watched their principal, clad in nothing but her birthday suit depart down the hallway. The sight of so much, no that was too mild, the sight of ALL her smooth soft skin in plain sight, It was a beautiful, erotic, arousing attractive sight not seen since the days of ancient Egypt. The woman’s bare ass, smooth, unblemished, unhidden, the cleft of her cheeks moving as she walked causing her hips to sway as she walked, hinting at the tight opening between them.
Austin took Tom out into the rich morning of the paradise that was Thesmyscira. Morning had dawned, with the sun just rising fully above the horizon and like the sun, realization began to dawn on them of the true power they now held. These women were property, they were OWNED and could be trained and USED… Yes, Tom began to understand used like an animal.
Emerging from the massive pure white marble palace into the courtyard, Austin’s birth mother stood, her arms snugly bound behind her back elbow tied with a cinch wrap, between two large horses, both stallions, one white and one black, held in place by a nose ring like a cow.
Tom chuckled, he had been over Austin’s house many times and looked at this woman in clothing, now she stood naked and confined. Without a word he reached out to grope her bare breast, a silver filigree chain connecting her nipple rings and using his thumbs to gently circle the small dark brown areola and flick the nipple rings. Her eyes never left the ground looking at his feet, down submissively. A rope harness crisscrossing her bare breasts, lifting and separating them so that it drew everyone’s attention to her nakedness.
Tom felt the weight of the soft glands and was thrilled by the woman’s complete lack of protest. In fact, the only reaction was watching the nipples stiffen while he stood in the street playing with them.
Tom examined the golden nose ring. Piercing her nose septum, it had been welded closed to make it permanent. In all likely hood she would wear it the rest of her life. A stout twin connected it to a hitching post between a pure white stallion on her right, and a jet black stallion on her left. Both animals already had a damp shimmering sweat on their glossy coat and Mrs. McCanon’s body was now beginning to glisten in a light sweat, especially between her legs where her bare pussy lips pressed between her thighs. A bead of clear fluid was slowly dripping down her left thigh.
Seeing the woman’s pussy drooling the slippery juices showed her arousal, Tom had always thought women had an unfair advantage being able to see a man’s arousal when he got hard, but deprived of her clothing, leveled the playing field and here stood a woman he had known most of his life, standing passively while he played with her breasts, in the middle of the street, and would soon be standing in a puddle of her own arousal.
Had Tom not just finished using his principal, he would be hard as a rock, as it was, he could take his time as they molested the bound woman.
Austin chuckled as Tom gawked….
“Are those AMZON horses? I thought that only the amazons could ride them.”
Austin chuckled sideling up behind his bound mother, taking his hand he delivered a sharp slap to her bare ass, leaving a bright red hand mark on her bare ass “Getting aroused Thumper?”
Austin then pressed his front to her back effectively sandwiching her between the 2 boys. Austin slipped one hand around her using three fingers to finger the soft, lips of her sex, and Tom noticed some kind of opaque film flake off her pussy as Austin…slipped his middle finger into her body and began masturbating her gently while his other hand joined Tom’s teasing the dark brown nipples, flicking the nipple rings. “Right, you’re standing there practically milking my mom and YOU want to talk about the horses.”
“Thumper?” Tom asked curiously, ignoring Austin’s Quip. Mrs. McCanon’s first name was Barbara. The woman closing her eyes, leaning back against her son, and spreading her bare feet apart to give better access.
Austin giggled, as her thrust his finger in and out making loud squishing sounds “Yea, the rabbit from Bambi, dad nick naked her before they were married because she FUCKS like one, don’t you Thumper?” he asked. What is that crust around her pussy?
Barbara, eyes still closed, face up turned toward the sky panting heavily could only nodded, she had no gag, but she kept absolutely silent, biting her lower lip to stifle a moan.
Tom never realized a whole body could blush
“As for the horses” Austin withdrew his finger from the woman, leaving her aroused but short of a climax. “Apparently it doesn’t take much to break the beast’s training when you use both pleasure and pain as feedback” he smiled “that Black one is your Heroine’s, Wonder Woman’s mount…raised him from a colt I am told. As for the crust.” Austin smiled again walking around to use a finger nail to gently scratch a few milky flakes off the right vaginal lip “I used her last night and forgot to have her wash…dried cum, sorry.” And took a pair of the woman’s panties from the saddle bags on the white horse, after wiping his hands off on them he stuffed them into her mouth “and HOLD them there Thumper”
Tom stepped away and watched his friend, while stroking the glossy black neck of the stallion.
“G’morning Ms. McCanon” Tom smiled.
Her mouth stuffed wither own panties, she could only offer an embarrassed smile, a muffled moan and a nod as her sex drooled down her legs. Tied to a hitching post, bare skinned with the animals, a long leather lead attached to the sturdy silver fillagree chain slung between her nipple rings, there was not much left to the older woman beyond her warm attractive body.
Austin laughed, moving his face in to nuzzle the woman’s neck, leaving a hickey “You can call her Barbara, Tom, Or Thumpers, I mean, Ms. McCanon? yesh!”
Tom unhitched his horse and unhooked the rope from Mrs. McCanon’s nose ring, he saw her eyes briefly flick up to look at him.
She blushed harder but offered no protest. Tom swung casually into the saddle of the black horse, he watched Austin bring give another a firm slap of the woman’s bare ass and retrieve a lead line, attaching it to the nipple rings so he could lead his mother around by her nipples.
From the saddle, Tom’s mind was beginning to really comprehend what was happening “My God Austin, we can do…literally ANYTHING we want with these…. these women!”
Austin Nodded, moving to his own mount “You are right on top of things like always Tom! I mean Jesus have you looked AROUND? There is no police force here, no government…Look at it this way, The Amazon’s believe in the Greek Gods…. well…Were Greek” he chuckled following Tom’s eyes to his mother, who was catching her breath after her molesting.
Barbara was older than Victoria, and not as physically fit, Still Tom’s eyes roamed over her form. That chestnut hair hung down to her mid back, her head bowed never leaving the level of the horse’s hooves. Total subservience! She had not offered the slightest resistance as her son’s finger had firmly masturbated her.
As they reined around the horses, Tom’s frank assessment of the woman continued from atop his mount, her skin was a pleasant honey tan, though she had a bit of a paunch in front and just the beginnings of love handles. Her breasts were larger than Victoria’s, though he supposed once Victoria had given birth her breasts would develop more as well.
Tom didn’t know much about the sizing of women’s breasts, but he guessed Barbara’s were a C…maybe a D cup, but they sagged slightly and drooped, almost pendulous. Austin mounted on the white stallion, Tugged Barbara’s lead, pulling her breasts up against gravity, pointing her brown nipples and causing her to step forward a few steps. She had almost no areola, and what she had nicely contrasted the lighter colored the soft flesh.
“Men, we spend 9 months trying to get OUT of the womb, and the rest of our life trying to get RIGHT back in!” Austin laughed as he reined his own horse around, causing his mother to have to run to keep the lead from pulling painfully on her nipple rings “Come one let’s take a ride.” They began riding through the awakening Greek town.
Tom was getting his first real look at the island; he could hardly believe he was on the mythical island of Themscira. He had researched every scrap of information he could get on his heroine and her homeland. Weather in mythology or factual. It was absolutely idyllic. The horse’s hooves clopped along the solid marble roadways beside the bare feet of Austin’s mother.
Tom was struck by the sheer volume of girl flesh all around him. As the island awakened, other men were walking about, every one of them had at least one completely naked woman with them. Some led by a clit leash, others by their nose or a dog collar. Some were obvious amazons; others were women from off the island, but everyone shared one thing in common. Every man wore a toga, and every woman was absolutely, and without a shed of modesty, naked and everyone, with a wet, messy groin just like Barbara’s
All around him were signs of debauchery. Some men were taking care of their morning wood. Some women were taken in the open on the grass on their backs, their legs spread as the man had at her, some were numbly resigned, others struggled like wild cats, bound and helpless against their male masters and still others wept openly, the men seemingly aroused by their tears.
Tom had never considered that an amazon warrior could cry, and somehow…it made him proud…these weren’t some kind of super women or goddesses…they were just…women.
The two boys rode on toward the beach leaving the men as they rode the amazon women. The scene changed slightly, Amazons, much stronger than even the horses, were hitched to wagons or chariots, pulling either men or supplies, their arms bound in a reverse prayer position.
Their pace was a gentle walk, Austin did not want to injure his mother, so she easily kept up waking bound at her son’s horse’s flank...now mostly forgotten as they continued their tour.
They reached the top of a hill overlooking a plain, where Tom could see several hundred amazons, watched over by men mounted on horseback. The naked women had hand tools and were working on smoothing a roadway on the open plain.
Austin smiled “It’s an airport…”
Tom reined in his horse and smiled “Of course, to fly in supplies and fly out again”
Austin chuckled “and customers….”
“Customers?” Tom frowned.
Austin smiled “Yea, they are building a sea and submarine port down at the lagoon. They want to make this a haven and a resort, for men and they are going to make the wenches build it for us.”
Tom watched wide eyed “A resort...what happens when the world finds out?”
“They won’t” a voice that Tom immediately recognized as his dad.
Tom turned to see his father mounted on a chestnut mare, with a familiar golden coil looped over the saddle horn “HI DAD!” Tom smiled. “I can’t believe THIS is my birthday present!”
Daniel reined up and smiled to his son “This is NOT your birthday present son, that is for the party next week… How did you like Miss Cobb?”
Tom could feel himself hardening and blushing at just the mention and memory “She was magnificent and she’s keeping her word….”
Daniel chuckled “It never fails, the ones that want to be in charge, make the best door mats. Showed you she could suck a golf ball thru a garden hose, did she?”
Tom blushed harder; he wasn’t used to talking to his father openly about screwing his principle’s, an engaged woman’s, brains out without any protection at all. “I think I showed her who was the boss”
Daniel smiled proudly “Good lad, don’t let it go to your head, so I know Wonder woman is your Heroine, and this is important Tom, if you turn this switch off…it is off…but if we go…every one of the most affluent, and those criminals, NOT guilty of murder or child molesting, who can pay, can hide out here until the statute of limitations runs out…”
Tom smiled “and with the Fountain of Youth being here…they can be the same age as when they went into hiding!”
Daniel smiled “Correct and when they leave” he patted the golden lariat “They will not remember where we are...the perfect cover premade for us. The women of the world will be our livestock.”
Austin smiled and reined his horse around “Come on Tom, lets head down to the Beach.”
Victoria Cobb, at that moment emerged from the miraculous waters behind Trigonia. Their bare bodies glistened in the sunlight. Her heart was racing like a rabbit, every ache, every blemish was gone. The dull ache from her new jewelry was gone, and the piercings and branding were completely healed, and comfortable. What is more, Principal Victoria Cobb could feel her libido was now like that of a 14 year old girl.
Trigonia stopped and turned, Victoria marveled at the other woman’s confidence…They stood a moment gazing at each other. The muscular amazon stood with her feet shoulder width apart smiling. There was no shame, no modesty, she was proud of her body, proud of her gender, proud of her sexuality. Everything about her exuded pride, sexuality, a desire to show what she could do.
By contrast, Victoria Cobb felt awkward, self-conscious and she didn’t know what to do with her hands. This contradicted everything she had ever believed. Should she cover her herself or lift her breasts? She was aroused, but should she finger herself or try to ignore it? The last thought made her blush.
Gazing at her little sister, Trigona saw conflict and indecision and moved in, reaching out to caress the other woman’s shoulders and stepping close enough that the 2 woman’s bare breasts touched.
The nearness of another, naked woman, had Victoria near panic, and the touch of the other woman’s stiff nipples against her own, soft breast caused her body to shiver in arousal…fight in conflict with flight.
The amazon slid her palms gently down the skin of the other woman’s arms and around under Victoira’s breasts to feel their weight, and gently thumb the other woman’s nipples. Gazing deeply into the principal’s eyes she leaned in….
Victoria’s body froze like a prey animal before a giant python, Her modesty screaming to run and stop this, her arousal begging to indulge, the two resulted in a brain lock, she stood rooted as the predator moved in for the kill.
Looking up into the stronger woman’s face…pulling her head back, her feet rooted to the ground, “T…Trigonia…w…what are you doing?”
The dark haired amazon smirked “Kissing you, of course” her hands slipped off the other woman’s breasts to Victoria’s hips and began to caress their way back up under her arms, the fingertips dragging against the sensitive skin. The python slowly encircling its prey as her arms went around Victoria’s body, pulling the younger woman into a lovers embrace.
Victoria felt more and more of her skin, in contact with the bare skin of the other woman, she felt Trigonia’s calf slide up and down against her thigh as the amazon sidled her body closer pressing the soft lip of her sex against Victoria’s hip with an intimate thrust of her own hips.
Victoria ‘s eyes widened, as she looked into the eyes of the amazon. “B…but I…I’m not a lesbian” she said in a trebling voice.
The other woman’s soft full red lips slowly moving closer “That’s good, neither am I.” Victoria wanted to run, why wouldn’t her feet move, and why were her nipples now hard as stone, she didn’t WANT to kiss another woman… not this way.
Trigonia smiled “Trust me” holding the smaller principal in her predatory gaze, her hand now sliding up toward the back of the other woman’s head to hold it for the forceful kiss that was about to follow, the other woman’s eyes those of a prey animal…vulnerable...helpless.
Victoria felt the amazon lean in for the kill. One Trigonia’s hands slid to the back of her neck while the other went under Victoria’s arms to caress her bare shoulder blades and slide the palms down her back heading toward her firm ass, as their lips met in a firm but gentle kiss.
The kiss was, soft, innocent at first…the soft lips pressed together while Victoria stood woodenly. She could taste the other woman’s lips…was that a hint of sweet wine?
Victoria’s heart raced...her feet finally found their movement and she started to take a step back. Away from this Amazonian cougar.
Trigonia felt the other woman move, and her grip and the kiss hardened…holding the other woman more firmly, pressing the fronts of their bodies together, holding her gently in place while broaching no resistance. Trogonia’s mouth opened beginning to muzzle and lick at the other woman’s mouth.
As a Girl, Victoria had made out with boys, but she didn’t remember the lips being so soft, as her partner gently took Victoria’s lower lip between her two lips and sucked on it. Why was she so aware of Trgonia’s firm breasts against her own? She could feel Trigonia’s hard nipples pressing into the soft doughy flesh of her own breasts, feel the amazon’s hard abdomen against her own and Trigona’s most soft neater lips sliding up and down her own smooth thigh. Victoria felt her arms begin to slip around her partner.
In her mind Trigonia smiled...her prey had been caught, she felt Victoria’s body begin to melt into her embrace grinding her hips on the helpless principle. She deepened the kiss…gently pressing her tongue against the other woman’s lips and beginning to breath into the other woman’s mouth as they shared their breath, and Trigonia began to guide her partner to the ground.
Trigonia felt the other woman’s hands begin to explore her body, awkward at
first, but with growing confidence. First caressing her hips…then sliding up to
slide around her breast.
The two women’s breathing quickened as Trigonia exhaled into Victoria’s mouth,
Victoria inhaling thru her mouth, and then exhaling back into Trigona’s mouth as
Trigonia inhaled…the lowering Oxygen content causing both women’s hearts to beat
even more excitedly.
Victoria felt the flush of passion, this woman knew exactly what buttons to push, as their hands began exploring everywhere, sliding flesh over flesh, pressing their bodies together. Victoria’s head was spinning, weather from lack of oxygen from their shared breath, or their excitement, the two women broke the kiss, gasping breathlessly as their lips and tongues continued to kiss and lick at each other.
Suddenly, the moment was broken by a group of men walking in on the two women and a laugh.
“Hey Guys…LOOK there’s a couple women going AT it!” “Cool a floor show!”
Trigona cursed her luck, men, crude…attractive but…they needed to be trained…still this might be an opportunity to take this further that she had hoped.
Victoria tried to back away as Trigonia reached up to take her cheeks in her hands, speaking softly so the men could not hear while gazing deeply into the younger woman’s eyes “Victoria…stop…don’t let THEM have control…”
“I...I can’t P…please…not while they watch…it’s some of them KNOW me!”
Trigona spoke softly but sternly…holding her lover’s face “Victoria STOP! Listen to me.”
The voice was so soft, so gentle, so commanding so softly, that Victoria Stopped…searching her lover’s face.
“Victoria…are…you enjoying me?”
“But the men…”
“ANSWER the Question” The Amazon hissed softly some the men could not hear...to then the two women had paused to share a passionate moment.”
“Y…yes” The private school principal said, nearly in Tears from the pleasure denied.
Trigonia’s stern look softened “Then just keep going, they don’t exist…. Listen Victoria, TRUST me…only a woman can truly know the needs of another woman, these men are admiring you, admiring us…and if you do this right…you will control them.”
Victoria was unsure, it felt so GOOD…her hesitation was just enough to allow Trigonia to turn her head…and resume the passionate kiss… deepening the kiss as her tongue slipped into Victoria’s mouth in her moment of indecision.
Victoria felt herself slowly drawn bad down on the ground, the men’s voices, chuckles and comments fading into the back of her mind as the 2 women continues to slide and grind against each other like a pair of serpents struggling in passion.
Suddenly Trigona’s mouth was at her nipple…her tongue playing with the new nipple rings while Victoria caressed her lover’s thick dark mane… arching her back as the naked women struggled together, the passion growing to a fevered pitch.
When Trigonia came up for air…Victoria returned the favor licking and suckling at the other woman’s throat…she tried to move her mouth to Trigonia’s breasts, but the other woman didn’t allow it, dominating, controlling and guiding the action, instead their tongues began to bathe each other’s face. Somewhere in the distance, Victoria heard male voices, cheering and speaking.
Victoria felt her lover’s hand between her legs, running thru the tangled auburn pubic hair…sliding between her soft lips…oh damn it she was so close to her release…
Trigonia smiled, panting heavily as their lips met briefly before licking warmly across both of Victoria’s eyes… she was not about to let the little mink climax, not yet….
The Amazon cooled the passion, pulling back as she whispered “not yet….draw out the passion, we have no need to rush.
Taking her time, they put on a show for their audience, Trigonia continuing to stoke the fires of passion in the helpless little High School principal without mercy.
Finally, when the little woman had a wild look in her eyes…a look of bestial need…Trigona rolled onto her back and spread her knees…
Panting, sweaty, her vaginal juices running down her inner thighs…Victoria looked at her lover, confused.
Trigonia, ever the amazon hunter moved in for the kill, she had worked herself up into a lather and would not be denied…Seeing the confusion she caressed her lover’s saliva slick cheeks, and gently drew her between her ample breasts… pressing the other woman into the warm cleavage.
Her ears ringing, Victoria’s confusion changed to understanding, pressing her face between her lover’s cleavage, she began to kiss and lick at the salty slick flesh, her male audience forgotten.
The other woman’s breasts were velvety soft, and warm and she buried her nose in them, inhaling the other woman’s scent….
Victoria’s hand began to go between her own legs to pleasure herself she was so close…she felt hurt, why would this woman take her this far…only to deny her…but her lover’s foot kicked her hand away “not yet little principle…you have to earn that….
Hearing the command. Victoria groaned...the need was so great…Victoria had never done this, but the amazon had been making love to other women for thousands of years. A gentle push on the top of her head, and the young Principle understood…beginning to kiss down the older woman’s abdomen…nuzzling as kissing lover, her tongue circling, kissing and suckling on her lover’s naval as she kissed lower and lower…
Victoria had to push her body back as her face moved level with the amazon pelvis…Staring at another woman’s pussy, just inches before her nose. The dark black curls of pubic fur, the wet soft lips between her legs and a tick musky scent. Her hand hovered by her own pussy, her eyes glancing up at the Amazon as if for permission.
Trigonia gazed down commandingly and shook her head no…waiting expectantly.
The area had become quiet, except for the bird song, the sun shown on the 2 naked bodies as the male audience watched silently, expectantly for what would happen. Victoria spread her soft lips with two fingers, exposing the soft inner folds ...she wanted release so badly, but was stopped by the sound of her Lover “Don’t you dare Victoria…put that hand down…now.
Without thinking, Victoria’s hand moved away…still staring at her lover’s sex…she knew what was wanted. Biting her lower lip briefly, glancing to the expectant men…Victoria looked back, and suddenly pushed her mouth to the other woman’s sex, sealing her lips round the entire bald mound.
The effect was crude but effective, Victoria used her nose to spread her partner’s nether lips and then slipped her lips up to seal over the other woman’s pussy. This was not the soft tease of a porn film to show men that the tongue was involved. No Victoria opened her mouth and sealed her lips around her partner’s entire pussy and began to suckle gently firmly her nose buried in the thick musky curls of her partner’s groin as she tasted the other woman.
This time Victoria was in control, feeling Trigonia arch and groan openly lifting her hips from the ground…this was her doing. Victoria’s mouth flooded with the other woman’s juices. But Victoria was not done...not satisfied…she extended her tongue, using it like a man would use his cock to penetrate her lover, except, unlike a cock, Victoria could curl her tongue within her lover to lick over her partner’s g-spot, and unlike any man, Victoria was intimately aware of where another woman’s g-spot was.
This time Trigonia extended...lifting her hips as Victoria swallowed the thicker viscous fluids, it was salty sweet and copious as the young principal lapped eagerly, turning her head right and left to snuggle more deeply between her lover’s thighs.
Trigonia flexed again leaning up and over her lover to trap Victora’s head against her abdomen, her breasts hanging on either side of Victoria’s head as she stroked the principal’s hair like a dog lapping at a dog dish. The sound of her squishing tongue resounding in the small glade.
With elation, Victoria felt it. Trigonia’s abdomen tightened above her, the amazon’s vaginal muscles squeezed around Victoria’s tongue, and her mouth flooded with a gush of the other woman’s fluids. Trigonia pushed Victoria’s head down firmly… keeping the Principle locked in place, her mouth full of pussy as she climaxed in her mouth, and Victoria swallowed it all.
Slowly… Victoria became aware again…the heaving breaths of the Amazon lover above her…her own tired mouth…still locked on the pussy…. the musky scent… Trigonia held her there for several minutes, while Victoria’s tongue continued to lick up and clean her lovers…
Victoria felt Trigonia lean back…and it took a moment for Victoria’s tongue to slip out of the woman’s cunt, a strand of saliva connecting Victora’s tongue to Trigonia’s clit…stretching before it snapped.
Trigonia had been pleasured, but Victoria’s lust still burned…warm but with a little shame and at the same time, a sense of triumph, of accomplishment….Victoria’s hand slowly moved, only to be caught in Trigonia’s hand, The Men in the glade watched their mouths open…
Trigonia brought Victoria’s hand to her cheek and caressed it looking in Victoria’s eyes she said softly “no….
Victoria felt betrayal…was she like the others…She had just debased herself for her partner’s pleasure…was that worth nothing…
Trigona moved forward…her eyes warm...drawing Victoria close…taking both of Victoria’s hands in her own, she leaned in ad gave a soft nuzzle of Victoria’s ear and whispered “now….CUM!”
If her partner had not been holding her, the young Principle would have fallen into a swoon, on command without a touch a climax hit her like a freight train.
She Moaned Long and hard…grunting as she thrust her pelvis at the air…Victoria had heard that people could be trained to climax on command….and the effect doubled her pleasure, and Trigonia, her sister, held her… caressed her, and laid with her…until the multiple orgasm subsided, leaving just a warn glow, and the feel of her lover beside her.
For the prim and proper school principal, this was nice, more than nice, she lay in a warm afterglow she had not had since she had first discovered sex as a little girl. Unlike most men, her mover held her and spooned, it wasn’t “the end” it was just the warm, appreciation of having shared with each other. She had always heard from lesbians and Bi girlfriends, that no one knew how to really appreciate a woman, more than another woman, and she wondered, was it the same for gay men?
Victoria wanted to stay right here, warm and soft against her lover and wanted to await for her body to recover and start all over.
Trigonia did not disappoint. Victoria rolled over to face her lover, and to kiss warmly, not a lustful passionate kiss, but a warm soft, appreciative kiss and soon their hands were all over each other’s body again. The Amazon was as much a teacher, as a master, showing Victoria how to caress...and touch and move. Together they shared enough passion, that even the men watching them, were silent in awe that the sight of the 2 women writing on the ground, wrestling in passion.
When both had finally slaked their lust, Victoria looked into her mentor’s eyes.
Trigonia gazed back “What’s wrong?” she asked with genuine concern “Regrets?”
Victoria’s expression changed from one of disappointment to one of shock…”What NO? good heavens, I..I have NEVER experienced anything like THAT…I don’t regret ANYTHING…except maybe…well we may never experience that again…”
Trigonia sat up “Why would you think THAT?”
Victoria glanced over at the men, some of which had cell phones out videoing her. “Look at them… How long will it be before I am all over the internet. We shared an INCREDIBLE moment….one…I wanted to remember, forever…but…they howled at us like we were performing bitches, and when that gets out on the internet...I...I won’t even have a job.”
Before the tears brimming in her eyes could roll down her cheeks, her lover had Victoria’s face in her hands and was Kissing her, a look of complete amusement.
Victoria, I have been alive for almost 3000 years. I have spoken to Athena, goddess of wisdom, Aphrodite, goddess of LOVE, not to mention Diana and Hera, QUEEN of the gods… WHY d you let MEN control you?”
Victoria sat up…confused, not sure if she should feel hurt “But…but were here…men…ie us up, I AGREED to do what THEY say…. They Control us….”
Trigonia smiled and chuckled running her hands thru her lover’s long hair “Oh Victoria…men think with their cocks! Father Zeus gave them TWO heads and only enough blood to run ONE at a time!”
Victoria looks around where she sat naked on the grass, covered in sweat and the other woman’s juices “So….?”
Trigomia propped herself up on one elbow, “so USE that…”
Victoria considered “doesn’t that make me...a…cheap…whore?”
The Amazon warrior relaxed back, giving the men a Show “My daughter… have you EVER experienced the pleasure I just gave you?”
Victoria shook her head no.
“Did you enjoy it? Would you do it again?”
Victoria nodded
“Are you now healed of every malady known to Apollo? and potentially have the secret of eternal youth? Will you marry the man you WANT to marry. And as for the videos…you understand they are erect because…you’re gorgeous…they WANT you they VALUE you. CHEAP whore? Cheap? Are you for REAL?”
Victoria sat stunned, considering this “But…my job…”
“Your Job? Little daughter, Let’s say your boss see’s that and fires you, with that body, and the proper skills in seduction and pleasure…what do you think you could do with HIS boss…or THAT person’s boss? If that particular job is what you REALLY want to do.” She chuckled and stroked Victoria’s pussy. “This is how you do it. Men will do ANYTHING for pleasure…We controlled Heracles, Xerses, Jason, Odysseus and Father Zeus himself.”
Victoria considered and swallowed “but…they want to…humiliate me…”
Trigonia now sat up fully, her knees spread, the 2 women naked as she took Victoria’s hands in hers “Victoria…Have you given a man of your choosing a blow job before? Swallowed?”
Victoria blushed but nodded, searching the other woman’s face
“Would you kiss and nuzzle your finance’s feet if it pleased him? Walk around your house naked? Would it be AROUSING for you that the man of your choice…was interested in you? Secretly wanted to show you off as a PRIZE…something he was proud of?”
All the men were now listening waiting for her answer.
Victoria looked down...this sounded wrong…but she could not deny it “Y…yes.”
Trigonia leaned back “so you’re complaining why? Because you’re out of the closet? Because you have the strength, courage, and the POWER of a woman to admit you LIKE physical pleasure? Why should MEN who pleasure women be Studs, and WOMENwho pleasure men be whores or sluts? Pleasure and power come with a PRICE Victoria… In fact, isn’t the son of the most AFLUENT male on the planet interested in you? You play your cards right, and you will never want for another thing ever. And all you have to do, is let the males feel powerful?”
Trigonia crooked her finger, and Victoria moved closer so the other woman could whisper in her ear “You can have as many fantasy men as you want, and if you liked what we did…I will teach you how to so inflame those men with desire…that you can have that much pleasure EVERY time….and all you have to do...is swallow your pride, do what your promised, and put up with some of their desire.”
Victoria had spent her light struggling against gender inequality. She was intrigued by what this Amazon said, why had she always felt ashamed to have sex…with really hot guys… but what of her morals?
“ENOUGH!” A voice reverberated from the very air. The men had stopped laughing, in fact… they stopped moving at all. A lithe woman clad only in yellow fur appears as if from thin air.
“Cheetah!” Victoria watched Trigonia go to one knee, hands out in supplication. The predatory woman moved with the boneless fluidity of the cat she was named after. Exuding power, the tight fur accented her body. Firm full breasts without a trace of shame or modesty, smooth hips with perfect muscle structure, a pair of feline ears, and the yellow eyes of her namesake, locked right on Victoria as the woman stalked her.”
“Yes, Cheetah” the woman’s speech was a little odd, likely due to the lone feline fangs that fit within her mouth. Cheetah reached out slowly, claws extended and very very gently teased them over Victoria’s skin “I see your hesitation… As a woman, I know why…”
Victoria straightened her back. She knew Cheetah only as a villain one capable of challenging even the legendary Wonder Woman herself, but she had never heard of Cheetah having THIS kind of power.
With a fang filled smile, Cheetah glanced at Trigonia kneeling at her feet and draped her soft furred arms over Victoria using the back of her soft furred hand to caress the principal’s cheek the Goddess’s eyes holding Victoria’s “Rise Trigonia, my dear friend.”
The villainess purred, not a method of speech she actually purred “you know me don’t you Victoria… Do you fear me?”
Victoria thought about it “No.”
Cheetah nodded “Good, you fear being made a pawn, that I am a villainess…who will betray you for my own selfish ends.”
The young principal nodded…always held in the gaze of those yellow, cat eyes.
“I am no villainess Victoria Cobb, there is a revolution coming, Woman’s revolution, but the time is not yet right….we are outnumbered.”
Victoria frowned, trying to ignore the soft feline tail slinking around her leg “You… Helped men overthrow the amazons.”
Trgonia now stood smiling “The amazons were already slaves to men, hiding in a whole world…we are building a NEW Amazon, and when we do…Cheetah will lead us to ensure women are treated as equals.
With effort Victoria tore her eyes from the feline gaze to look at Trigonia. “A new Amazon empire?”
“Yes” Cheetah spoke, recapturing the younger woman’s attention “Did you think we would just surrender to men like meek kittens?” She laughed “Have you heard nothing of what Trigonia has spoken about controlling me? The Gods gave man two heads, and only enough blood to run one of them at a time.” She chuckled “I am building a new Amazon nation, this one will be in Brazil, in the REAL amazon, and it will be I, not Hera, who will be their goddess. But we need young women, to train…”
Realization dawned on Victoria “The children! The men won’t want to raise the children they will father here… you’re going to breed the Amazons here, with all their abilities….”
Trigonia stepped up, Cheetah’s arms still draped around Victoria’s neck absently caressing the young woman’s bare skin, claws extended “We will take and raise the girls, the wisdom of the Greeks will be open to them…they will have the strength and abilities of the amazons.”
Cheetah spoke next “And I am going to offer to you, Victoria Cobb, a boon… Go to that fool, Daniel’s son, and be everything he wants. Put them to sleep and allow them to get drunk on their own hubris. Make them think you have become everything they want, and I will make you an amazon warrior. Obey his son, live your life, stay with the man you love…after his time, Trigonia will bring you to the Amazons, and you will have eternal life and youth….”
To Victoria this was…an incredible concept…but she could see it… and she brightened “So…You will teach me? To USE my body…and thru that I can make Tom...either so appreciative he will do anything to keep HAVING me...or…allow him to get so...used to me he moves on and I get my life back?”
Trigonia moved in as Cheetah slunk back and kissed her “I will teach you” kiss “you could” kiss “get him to send you back here” kiss “to me” kiss “whenever you like.”
Victoria’s tears were now running down her cheeks. Tears of joy, tears of excitement, or passion “I…I should get back to Master Tom then!” She sniffled and kissed the other woman “THANK YOU!” then paused and knelt before Cheetah “Thank you!” she smiled getting up giving the men, who had suddenly resumed their laughing and enjoyment, a beautiful shot of her ass from behind “Will…I see you tonight? Or later?”
Trigonia smiled “If you can get Tom to let me…go on back to him...show him who the boss is.”
The men smiled an applauded as the young school principal left the pool much less self-conscious than she had entered.
As Trigonia watched, the familiar feline form appeared beside her…soft yellow fur with soft blackspots
Cheetah smiled, enjoying the goddess powers she had taken from Urzkartaga. “Well played Trigonia…I need that wench as part of my plan”
Trigonia smiled and knelt before her goddess “I but serve you Goddess…it is fortunate that she did not realize how much the pool of youth affects passion as well.”
Cheetah smirked “She is a pawn, nothing more…but if the pawn reaches the opponent’s back rank, she may become a queen. We will keep our word and support her… let use see if she has what it takes. that fool, Daniel, thinks he will make a male paradise, and for a time I will allow him…What we need now, Trigonia, is daughters…and time, with that, amazons will finally rule this planet and Daniel’s own granddaughter will help lead the way…”