Ask about the Amazon

The flirtatious blonde with the gigantic tits looks like she knows exactly what to do with them, she could give you a ride that you'll remember for a long time, but not today. The fact of the matter is that the driving male need to fuck has been largely satisfied by the noblewoman you had flown from the city. Over the past two days you've had Lady Relia and her slaves so many times that you've lost count and the urge to deposit your seed in a woman's womb is no longer overriding. You shift your attention to the two sisters with their expressive brown eyes and shy innocence, only one of the pair is marked with a white ribbon, but neither of the two look like they have any real experience and you are not in the mood for some weeping ingénue that you have to direct through every step of the process. It is ironic that you are surrounded by over fifty of some of the most beautiful young women you've ever seen, but that not one seems to be quite what you are looking for. At any other time you'd be happy to lead any of these captives to your tent but there is something that keeps drawing your attention back to the bare-breasted Amazon chained to the post.

"No, no, Rider." Theo interjects as he watches you move towards the woman. "Just take one of these sweet-breasted angels, you don't need to mess with shit like that." You understand his point, but you find it impossible to ignore the writhing woman chained to the post. Turning back to Theo you try to keep the excitement out of your voice.

"I've heard that sex with one of these warrior women is like nothing else in the world." Theo nods slowly, but then counters with another fact.

"And I've heard that if a man tries to **** one of those bitches that his cock shrivels up like a piece of goose skin dropped into boiling oil."

"Who said anything about ****, my friend." You give him your best charming smile, "I just want to talk to her." The woman before you, who had been quiet during your exchange, is not amused.

"Go fuck yourself." Before you have a chance to think of an appropriate response one of the attendants suddenly appears at your side. The muscular man wears only a loincloth and appears to be a **** himself, he bows deeply and produces a set of chains from behind his back.

"My Lord," he speaks with the pronounced drawl of an Easterner, but not so thick that you have trouble understanding him. "Allow your humble servant to assist you. This one is well suited to a man of your fearless nature, but handling her is my burden." His obsequious flattery doesn't change the fact that he is not going to let you unchain the Amazon by yourself. Just as you come to this realization the gold-robed clerk arrives with a clipboard clutched in his hand.

"An excellent choice my lord," he bows too, "there are however a few extra requirements concerning this particular prize." Something about this is bothering you and as you examine the struggling woman you realize what it is that has you confused.

"I've never heard of an Amazon with golden hair. Is she truly an Amazon, or is this just a **** who has been trained to act as one?"

"Rider," the slaver is clearly offended by your question, "I assure you that there is no one in this pen who is anything other than the prize she appears to be. This woman killed two men and wounded another protecting the pretty sisters you see here, we were lucky to net her relatively undamaged." Even with her wrists chained together and outweighed by almost two to one by the brawny **** it takes almost a minute to secure the slender woman's wrists tightly against her belly with a chain that wraps three times around her waist.

"Who is she?" The man shrugs indifferently as the **** bends to attach shackles to her ankles.

"You know about as much as me, my Lord, a unbroken beauty from the forbidden island, the man who tames this lioness will be rewarded by Aphrodite herself." He points to the heavy shackles clamped tightly around her ankles. "You will note that her legs have sufficient play for you to spread them for your pleasure, her wrists I'm afraid must remain secured as they are now." The clerk inspects the chains securing the dark-haired Amazon carefully before making a notation on his ledger. "If you remove any of the chains that you see here, you assume all liability for her loss and the damage she may cause." He carefully draws a line on the bottom of the parchment and hands the board and pen to you. "Please put your mark here to indicate you understand these terms."

"By the all the gods, Korban." Theo interjects again, "You don't need all that crap, look-" he swings the younger of the two sisters around and she yelps in protest when he pulls open her tunic revealing two small round breasts with pink nipples and palms one of them as she whimpers. "Why would you want all those chains and conditions when you could teach this pretty little thing how to suck a man's cock?" He pulls her head back by the thick brown hair so she is looking up at his grinning face, "I bet she'd do just about anything to avoid having your cock up her ass, wouldn't you?"

"Please, don't-" Whatever else the young virgin was going to say is cut short by a howl of anger from the woman in chains and you wonder why the foreigner from the mysterious island of Accor cares about what happens to the two sisters.

"Leave the girl be, you pig." The Amazon snarls at both you and Theo, "if you were any kind of a man you'd let me out of these chains and try to prove your worth." She pauses to look you up and down in much the same manner that you assessed the scantily clad prizes under this canopy. "Who knows, if I don't kill you, I might even let you plant your seed in my belly." At a nod from the gold-robed slaver the bare-chested male **** kicks the woman to her knees, holding her down with a tight grip on her thick black hair.

"Well," the clerk asks with a disinterested sigh as he points to the clipboard in your hands, "do you still want this wild-woman or not?"