Rasia Agozimai, Captain of the Light Cavalry

Bizia looks to the direction where you saw the Queen leave and calls out in a loud voice. “You may come in sister, the bitch is ready.”

You hear a door open and close and the sound of boots with spurs walking across the floor. Into the light enters a redheaded she-warrior wearing well warn light cavalry armor.

“Captain Rasia” the witch greats the attractive woman with a friendly nod, “It is good to see you my friend.”

“Likewise, Priestess Bizia.” The warrior returns the nod as the two take each other into an affectionate embrace with a passionate kiss. This is not just a mere expression of friendship, but the foreplay of lovers, as both women give out a slight sigh and whisper tenderly to each other in a strange language.

They're both beautiful, yet have the same cruel intelligent eyes. Though the redhead is a bit taller, tanner and more athletic than the raven haired witch, they look like they could be of the same clan or even family, having very similar figures and facial features. After a long sensual greeting the two Amazonians only partial leave their embrace as the turn to the bondage table, still having one hand around the others waist, they look down at you as if you were the main course at a dinner banquet.

“So this is the one the Queen spared from our raid?” The redhead grins. “It certainly is pleasant enough to look at.”

“He might be the finest piece of meat I have yet captured for our tribe.” Bizia gleams proudly as the two let go of each other and walk towards you hand in hand.

“I like the size of it too.” You give discomforting groan as the horsewoman grabs your cock like she is catching a scurrying rat, seeking to choke it. “Usually the pretty one's are lacking where it counts.”

“So true.” Bizia lets go of her lover's hand and causally leans against the table looking at you with an evil glint.

“I hope it has the stamina to go with such a tool.” The redhead lets go of you dick and slaps it with the back of her hand before beginning to strip off her armor without any sense of modesty. “It's been awhile and I am desiring a good long ride.”

“If he doesn't.” Bizia glides behind the captain, helping her remove her armor and clothing, caressing her ever exposing flesh, while whispering into the redhead's ear. “I'll flip him over and you can sodomize him with the barbed leather strap-on I have.”

“Oh, that does sounds like fun,” the redhead purrs with approval, “I do so enjoy hearing a man whimper and squeal while I rape his ass.”

Bizia kisses the Captain's neck as her hands push down Rasia's loincloth over her hips, stripping her naked, save for her leather cavalry boots.

“You're going to leave the boots on, aren't you?” The witch asks in an excited whisper as she cups and fondles the underside of the horse-mistress's breasts.

“What do you think.” The redheaded Amazon answers with a cruel smile.

Bizia lets go of her lover and heads off to the shadowy edge of the room. “I do like a good show.” She comes back pushing a small chair.

“You're such a pervert.” Rasia playfully mocks her friend. “You've always liked to watch.”

With the chair in place the witch walks over to the head of the torture table you're bound to. “Let me gag him so you can begin.” Bizia announces while taking from under the table a stick like leather gag and begins to force it into your mouth. When you resist, Rasia grabs you forcibly by the balls causing you to gasp, thus allowing the witch to insert the piece of leather and then to tie the gag's straps around the back of your head.

“It's so amusing when they try to fight back.” The redhead chuckles. “I just hope it's better at fucking then it was being a soldier.”

As Bizia walks away form the table she leans over and gives her friend a quick peck on the cheek as her hand briefly caresses her naked tits. “He's all yours.” She whispers and takes her seat. Sliding her hands underneath her robe, the witch clearly begins to fondle her breasts and sex, masturbating herself while she watches.

The redhead turns her full attention to you with the arrogant look of a conqueror standing over an effortlessly defeated enemy. Grabbing your cock, as if it was the horn of a saddle, the cavalry commander pulls herself up on the table. Your gasp of pain brings an amused laugh as with one motion she straddles herself over you and unceremoniously inserts the tip of your penis into her cunt. Slowly grinding herself down the redhead fondles her breasts and gives out a pleased moan, “Damn, that feels good.”

Though you seethe with hatred at this insufferable bitch, you manhood shamefully remains fully rigid. Cursing through your gag that this Amazon whore is being pleasured, you blame Bizia's spell, while trying to ignore the redheaded horse-mistress's beauty and her amazing control of her well developed thigh and vagina muscles, causing a sensation you have never felt before inside of a woman.

Against your will, your curses turn into clenched groans of arousal from Rasia's rhythmic tightening of her inner muscles as she increases the speed of her gait. “This stallion takes well to my canter.” The she-warrior announces, quite pleased with her mount's response thus far. “Let's see what it's like at a gallop.”

“Put some hip into bitch!” The horse-mistress commands as she sinks her spurs into the lower outer side of your rear. The gag muffles your painful groans as you are forced to trust your cock upward into the Amazon's awaiting cunt. The cavalry captain laughs with condescension and arousal as her masturbating friend cheers her on.

“Faster!” The Rasia orders as she gives you the spurs again. “My stallions perform or they get the whip.” She demands as you can feel her sheath begin to dampen with excitement. “This better be a long ride bitch.” She adds as she humps away on you, “for your ass is on the line.”