Fall of a Queendom

Thalia and her hunters were several miles away from Seattle when they met the first Amazon scout. They were greeted warmly as sisters, and now the Amazon warrior is at a distance, communicating with Queen Hylla about their arrival.

While they were talking, Thalia took a look around. They were standing on a woody, windy hilltop, and the sun was going down. Most of the newly created whores of Raj were standing back, with only some of the most prominent members standing near her. Thalia looked at them and saw how restless they were, biting nails, pacing back and forth. Once their master had put most of her sisters into what were essentially the Camp Half-Blood brothel houses, not an hour had passed without a dick or two stuffing their holes. Now, after several days without any sex, she can see the signs of withdrawal even from the top members of the former hunt.

The Amazon scout appeared through a clump of trees. "Sister," she said in greeting. Thalia decided that she did not like that word, at least in the way the Amazons use it. But appearances must be kept and so she replied with a cordial 'sister.'

"I talked with her majesty, Queen Hylla," the Amazon continued. "She asked me to tell you that as always the hunters will be treated as esteemed guests in our queendom. They are already preparing a great feast, which will be ready by the time we get there."

"We?" Thalia asked.

"I was instructed to escort you to Seattle, lieutenant."

"No need. I already know the way. You go ahead and get ready for the feast or whatever."

The Amazon warrior hesitated before nodding and leaving. She was technically defying the Queen's orders, but wouldn't get into any trouble because of that. The most sacred law of the Amazons was to respect the needs of all females. Thalia scoffed. As if women were smart enough to even know what they need.

Thalia looked at the rest who were with her. "Listen up, whores! Go to the others and tell them to get ready. We'll be breaking camp soon."

As they were leaving, Thalia looked up at the tree to the left, the tallest in the vicinity. "You guys can come down now!" she shouted. The camouflaging Mist created by Hazel dissipated, revealing her brother Jason, Piper and of course Hazel herself.

As they got down, Thalia's eyes were glued to Hazel. In Master's ranking of his haram, both of she and Hazel had the rank of ****. According to there rank, they weren't permitted to wear clothes other than their **** collars, but master had made an exception since they were going out. Still Hazel had been devastated to give up her new status - even for a few days - and had cut two holes in all her tops where the nipples should be to remind her of her subservience, assuring master that if anyone would notice she can use the Mist to make her tops seem normal. And now, two black stubs poked out of the creamy t-shirt Hazel was wearing, hardened because of the cold winds. Thalia approved her fellow ****-sister's dedication, and had slapped herself five times because she couldn't come up with something similar.

"What are you looking at Thals?" Piper asked in her mischievous voice. "If you are in need to suck on some boobies, I will gladly provide you with mine." And as they were all watching, Piper put her hands on her rather large breasts and gave them a squeeze. Two wet spots appeared in front of her shirt.

"That's enough guys." Hazel said, as she finished climbing down the tree. "We have a mission to do."

"Y-yeah," Jason agreed, though he had a hard time taking his eyes off Piper. "What did the Amazon say Thalia?"

"Nothing that we didn't predict. Their queen is putting a feast in our honour." Thalia said and looked at Hazel. "Is the potion ready?"

Hazel put a hand inside her jean pocket and brought out a glass vial. When she held it up, Thalia could see the purple liquid inside.

"Will it work?" Thalia asked.

Hazel gave her a cold look. "I'm the champion of Hecate, Thalia. Plus, I had a lot of help from the Hecate and Hypnos cabin when making this. Right now, this is the strongest sleeping potion in existence."

"Alright jeez," Thalia said, holding up her hand. "All I'm saying is that the Amazons are not a group you wanna mess with. If something happens and the potion doesn't work exactly as it's meant to, even the gods would not be able to save us."

"We have our master," Hazel declared. "That's better than having any god in our side.

No one could argue with such an obvious point, so Thalia turned to her brother. "Are you ready for the next step?"

Jason nodded, and then closed his eyes to concentrate. The air beside them began to take shape, as a ventus, or an air spirit appeared. It had the shape of a large winged horse, but was made up of clouds and flashes of lightening. "Tempest," Jason said in acknowledgement, brushing the horse's mane.

Thalia looked worriedly at the trio. They were some of the strongest demigods in history, but infiltrating the queendom of Amazons, was considered largely as a suicide mission. Thalia hugged her brother. "Stay safe Jace."

Thalia then turned to her fellow haram-sisters and hugged them as well. When she hugged Piper, some of her breastmilk stained the front of Thalia's shirt as well. She kept a hand on each of their shoulders. "Don't fail our master." she said.

"I'd rather jump into Tartarus than let that happen." Piper said. Hazel nodded in agreement.

All three of them climbed on the ventus as Thalia watched on. Hazel snapped her fingers, and the ventus and its' riders were covered in the Mist, making them invisible. Thalia only knew that they went into the air when a "whoosh" sound came from the ventus' wings. She kept looking at the sky for a few more seconds, before returning to the whores of Raj, now ready for their final march.

It took them a couple more hours to reach Seattle, at which point the city was completely in the dark. Thalia was able to find the headquarters of the Amazons easily enough, a large but single building rising into the sky. But she knew that the queendom of Amazons were situated mostly under the building and the rest of the city as well.

They were met by an Amazon ambassador who greeted them warmly, took them to a large complex of bathrooms to freshen up and after just a moment of rest, to the feast. And as Thalia entered the feasting hall of the Amazons, she was reminded how different the Amazons are to the group that was formerly known as hunters. Sure, both were large groups made up of warrior women that despised male authority and hunted down the enemies of the gods. But the effectiveness of the hunters depended on their silent deadliness, melting into the shadows as soon as their task was done. The Amazons are effective too, but they wanted everyone else to know how effective they are as well, to brag and to rub it in the faces of others.

And this Amazon vanity was clear to for all to see when they entered the hall. The hall itself was made of gold, precious metal and other shiny stuff. The Amazons were super rich. But even more impressive were the Amazon warriors, row after row of women, wearing intricate armour and carrying decorated weapons. Master had planned this vanity itself to be the downfall of Amazons. They had gathered almost all their warriors to the feast as a show of ****, meaning they would all go down with a single blow. Plus, with the vast majority of Amazons distracted, master can easily come to the city without being noticed.

But Thalia's eyes were drawn to the men in the hall. They walked around the hall, serving plates and standing behind warriors, wearing orange jumpsuits that reminded her of what people wear in prisons. Some had their feet or hands tied with chains of Imperial Gold, while others, presumably those who had earned the trust of the Amazons, walked freely. Thalia had always wondered with a distaste about who these men were, but whenever she asked, the Amazons had laughed and simply said that they were 'men who knew their place.' Whoever they were, Thalia was filled with anger. Men should be treated with utmost respect. Seeing them like this was... simply wrong.

Before Thalia had an outburst, the ruler of the Amazons climbed down her raised platform to greet her. Queen Hylla looked much like her sister Reyna, except for her age, as she seemed to be in her mid to late twenties. She was abnormally tall, and her dark cascading hair framed a beautiful but hardened face. Her black predator's eyes never missed anything around her. She was also the only one not wearing flashy armour, instead wearing her customary black shirt and jeans, with the belt of Hippolyta, the ancient symbol of an Amazon queen, going around her waist. Hylla's medium sized tits were still larger than her Reyna's, but she had a massive ass just like her sister. Thalia looked at the Queen with approval, knowing that she would make a great addition for master's haram.

"Sister," Hylla said warmly and hugged her.

Thalia put a fake smile on her face and hugged Hylla back. "Sister."

"Come," the queen said, waving her hand at the raised platform.

Thalia instructed her girls to go sit themselves in the many empty chairs, before following the Queen, along with some of the most prominent members of what had once been the hunt.

When Thalia arrived at the platform, she saw the long table. At it's middle spot was a throne in which Hylla sat on. To her right were several Amazons with even more gaudier armour, whom Thalia assumed were other prominent members of the Amazons. She sat on the chair left to Hylla, and the others sat beside her. From her spot, Thalia could see the rest of the hall, filled with rows upon rows of table with Amazons, and now former hunters as well, sitting in front of them, while the men in orange milled in the background. Delicious food filled the tables, though Thalia's eyes were focused on the small goblets of wine that were in front of every seated person in the hall.

Hylla lifted her own goblet and stood up. "Amazons!" she said in a booming voice. "Tonight, we feast with the hunters, our sisters in everything but name. Our two great people share many things, including a patron goddess. And now let us toast to Artemis the great huntress!"

The last time she had seen Artemis, the slut had been eating Piper's asshole, but nevertheless Thalia raised the goblet and took a sip. Her stomach felt weird for a few seconds, which she assumed might be the sleeping potion counteracting with the pill she had taken earlier before entering the city. When she put down the goblet, the entire hall was silent.

Thalia looked beside her, where the Queen Hylla's face had fallen into a salad bowl. The rest of the Amazons had fallen in equally funny positions. Some of the men cheered, but most seemed to be in shock.

Thalia grinned widely and began to phone Master to let him know the complete success of the mission.

Some time later her master entered the hall, one of his hands idly pinching Hazel's exposed nipples. They were followed by Annabeth, Artemis, Reyna, Piper and Jason, all looking in wonder at the hall and the devastation.

"The most powerful nation in under Olympus," her owner said. "Taken without a single drop of blood, on either side.

Her master came to the platform, and as always, Thalia's heart did a happy little dance upon seeing him. "You did good, slut."

The spot between her legs grew damp upon hearing the compliment. "Shall we secure the Amazons and carry on with our plans Master?" she asked, eager for more approval.

"No," he said. "The sleeping potion will work for a couple more hours. At which time, I want you to take the girls and sweep the city. The Amazons must have some guards or something posted outside. I want you to capture them, and bind them with the rest of the Amazons like we discussed earlier. And then..." her master paused to lift Hylla's head by her hair. A slice of carrot had stuck on the forehead of the queen of the Amazons. Her master grinned wolfishly. "And then, we are gonna have a lot of fun."