"This Bitch Is Mine!"

"That isn't how it works, Neith," another of the Amazons said. "She is supposed to service us all. That is her place."

"She is a warrior!" Neith, the Black Amazon who had nearly crushed Lois Lane's head between her thighs insisted. "I take her as my own. Unless you wish to challenge my right?"

Lois sputtered and pushd against the floor. Her head throbbed, but she could breathe. Dimly, she understood that while she might still have to kiss someone's ass, it wouldn't be the entire group of women...and she was poven right, moments later, when strong hands beneath her arm pits scooped the naked reporter up and tossed her over one dark shoulder.

Beyond the dojo-area Lois glimpsed communal showers, a kitchen, a locker room, and then something like a gymnasium where cots and sleeping bags were set up. Lois recognized the signs of communal living. A common training technique to foster social bonds quickly among people, which is why miliaries used it so often...and cults.

Yet Neith carried Lois out of that communal room, to a kind of nurse's station. The reporter was laid on the bed, while the naked Amazon quickly cleaned and bandaged the wound where Lois had bit a chunk of flesh out of her thigh. The reporter sat up and watched. The dark skin of the Amazon was amazing, almost hypnotic in its lustre. The muscular thighs, Lois could appreciate beter now, since they were thicker and mroe developed than her arms. The ass bigger than Lois had thought, too...a true callypygian posterior.

"You've had training," Neith said. "What is your name?"

"Lois," the reporter answered, not wanting to be caught in a lie.

"Lois. From this moment on, you are to be my personal bitch. You will serve my needs. You are not to touch yoruself, or allow yourself to be touched by anyone else. If they do, I will punish you for it. But do as I say, and I will make you stronger. I will make you a true Amazon."

The reporter licked her lips. She didn't want to fight Neith again...at least, not just yet.

"Okay. But can I ask...what's going on here? I can see you're recruiting, but why?"

Neith opened her mouth to answer...and then furry fingers wrapped around her through. Ten sharp black claws bit into the Black Amazon's neck.

"I'll tell you what these Amazon cuntsss are doing here," Cheetah hissed, and the villain's tail lashed behind her.