This will be my last erotic story ever. Thank you all for your support and your kind words. Thank-you Nifty for being so kind in posting my stories.
The moon slithered high; but portentous clouds heavily impregnated with snow were hastening towards it. I studied these clouds as the carriage creaked its way towards the mountain path. Wrapped in my heavy blanket, I sat perfectly still with my eyes depressed, daring only now and then to shoot long glances around me.
I would feel grateful once I finished this godforsaken journey. The carriage creaked and rattled annoyingly and a deep sense of nostalgia settled heavily upon me. My mother couldn't come with me because she'd been obliged to tend my grandmother with pneumonia.
I was in the hands of stranger whom my mother did not fully trust. If he did try anything with me he'd feel my dagger pierced through his heart. I rested my head on a pillow and counted the days when I would meet my father, who was working in a mine somewhere in the mountains.
The safest route to the mine, where my father worked, was obstructed with a fallen log. It was imperative that I meet him because we were on the verge of losing our farm. I ordered the driver to take another route. He reluctantly acquiesced and decided the quickest route was through the forest deep in the mountains.
I did not like it but I had no choice in the matter for time was of the essence. For the first time in my life I was alone. I not free to be myself, or to voice my own feelings in front of this man.
We were entering an unknown province which the driver told me would save us many days ride. I did not like his suggestion nor did I enjoy the suspicious glint in his eyes as he uttered his words. This was the most remote area in the land and even trade was unknown to the people of this region.
For this reason all communication with the south had been cut off for centuries; the bridges that did exist over the abyss were nearly rotting away. This land, which was extensive and relatively uninhabited, was circled with unclimbable mountains, except for a bridge in the north, the region was completely isolated.
The mountain peaks, it was said, were the home of brutal mountain tribes, undomesticated barbarians, who killed every stranger they caught. Consequently, only the most audacious came here to mine gold and other precious metals. It was a good place to hide if you were a fugitive, because these lands were lawless.
There was a silent agreement with the barbarians of this land and with outsiders. The miners could exploit the ore in the mountain so long as they stayed to themselves and remained within their boundaries.
Amongst the natives of this region dwelt a strange tribe of Amazon women, who were said to be, and probably were, descended from the conquerors that appeared in the time of the Trojan War and of Sparta.
Their blood, it was said, remained pure and untainted of weaker strands of humans. Their regime was, on the whole, of a very despotic nature, and vested on the strength of the strongest warrior. It was said they only used men to reproduce and kept other women captives for their own personal entertainment.
They worshipped the Spirit of Mountain, and that believed in magic, ghosts and divinations. In my opinion they were nothing more than a bunch of inbred incestuous halfwits still living as savages.
However, these were simply legends and stories passed on from generation to generation. Nobody had actually seen these Amazon warriors. My only real concern was my driver and the end of this journey.
Though we rode several days, I do not recall seeing another soul during our entire crossing. It was night when we reached a house and the driver told me he had to replenish his horse or it would die. The same gleam in the driver's eye made me shiver more than the cold did.
Although I despised him I knew that the horse was a valuable commodity in this region; to let the horse die would prove fatal on both of us. I frowned angrily and stepped out of the carriage.
The diver looked apprehensive and anxious. I couldn't blame him, because something in my bones alerted me to danger. There was a sinister feeling around us that didn't feel right.
The lights from the windows fell upon some of the icicled trees that stood beneath us. The driver led me towards an open door, where we were greeted by another man. The brightness of the lights within flooded out over the head of the man who blocked our way. My body trembled more from fear than from the snow I trod upon.
Entering the house, I stood close against the wall, as the men negotiated with each other. They shook on their arrangement and it was agreed that we spend the night here. My only safety seemed to be in keeping next to the wall as the man escorted me to my chambers.
The man who owned the house was pale and appeared to be undressing me with his eyes. I was insulted by it and I scornfully glared into his eyes, attempting to show him no fear.
I locked the door behind me and lay in the corner of the bed. The night passed uneventful, until I was awoken by some loud shouting noises and heavy footsteps. Instinctively, I went on my hands and knees, crawling under the bed for safety, and cuddled myself in the dark corner.
From my hiding place I held my dagger firmly in my hand and peered out. I heard hefty footsteps near by and shuddering with fear. I heard loud voices pleading and then there were some bloodcurdling screams.
I covered my mouth to stifle a cry. Then the steps were quickened and the voices became excited. The sounds came nearer and nearer. The bedroom door was bashed down and a person with large boots entered the room.
Suddenly the driver's decapitated head fell onto the floor and glared directly at me. I held my breath and watched this person rip open closet doors and overturning large trunks. The curtains were thrown open and the room was filled with light. It was dawn already and the sun was golden.
What caused this barbarian to crouch and look under the bed I do not know; I remember a nasty laughter and being dragged out, though I resisted by kicking and scratching wildly. In spite of myself, I was pulled up and held in the air by the largest woman I had ever seen.
Facing my assailant with a dagger, I struck up her arms, and with the butt end I hit her hard so that she reeled back. The woman on regaining her bearings was mostly amazed at how a tiny thing like me could put this unfathomable fight.
I attempted to run but she grabbed me by my hair and I cried aloud; shaking my head all the time until I felt the cold blade of a sword pressed against my neck. I felt this savage gnaw off one of my thick braids with her blade and laugh.
The woman forcefully threw me to the floor. There was a strange look in her eyes that made my heart palpitate.
She did not speak to me, but her glittering flint blue eyes were fastened upon me. She took long steps around the room. I attempted to get up and run, but she ferociously kicked me in the gut.
I gasped for air and I felt her boot on my chest restraining me down.
She was tall; her face was fierce and brutal! Her muscular face was a mask of power and authority. One revealing characteristic of her face was a scar. She wore animal skins and a sword hanged by her hip.
She attempted to squeeze my breast but I slapped her hard. She grinned amused, still observing me and tried again. When I reacted she slapped me for my defiance and I saw stars.
My heart thumped faster, I dug my fingernails into my palms and my pulse was pounding erratically in my throat.
Then she picked me up and threw me onto the bed, savagely ripping my gown to pieces. I felt outraged and my cheeks crimsoned with fury. The savage watched me with fascination as I attempted to cover my nudity.
My eyes widened horrified at the sight between her legs! This savage held a massive black phallus between her legs made, I think, from polished wood.
There was a brutal look in her eyes as she picked up a flask and marched towards me. My mouth dropped open in speechless amazement as I only realised that this woman were planning to ravish me.
I fumed obscenities at my forced exposure, but suddenly she squeezed my cheeks open and force-fed me a strange liquid. I spat it out on her face. With a snarl curled on the corner of her mouth she whacked me on the head with for forehead. I saw stars and I discovered myself drinking more of this liquid.
"Drink more!" She forced another load down my throat. "Drink!"
I thought I was going to drown from the liquid. Suddenly she grabbed each of my ankles and spread my legs as wide as possible. I felt myself become more submissive and compliant. The drink must have been a narcotic.
"That's better!" The leader sucked my lobe. "You'll learn to enjoy this!"
There was a look of confused horror in my eyes at the prospect of this lewd woman possessing. She reached out tentatively and pinched one of my stiffening nipples with her forefinger and thumb.
A strange feeling of delight shot out through my body and I smiled involuntarily. I actually enjoyed that and there was a strange tingly feeling between my legs. My nipple plucked out quivering. Her finger flicked across my stiff nipple again, moving circular motions over the bumpy plumped surface of my pink areola.
"What did you do to me?!" I felt my head was inebriated.
"Shut up!" She slapped me on the face. "Keep those legs open!"
I felt my womanhood liquefy in a flood of steamy juices. Picking up the pace, she unkindly placed her palms over my expanded nipples and rubbed them in a rotating motion, feeling my huge swollen buds bend and spring erect, stiffer than ever.
Tremors shot through my body and my face contorted into a strange expression. My full lips parted in a long, low groan; my eyes flickered oddly as she amused herself by teasing my nipples with confident, inquisitive care.
Suddenly she straddled my womanhood with her face. She placed her arms under my legs, dashing forward. My womanhood was wide open next to her chin. I was tremendously She was a little mortified by that, but she didn't allow me to protest.
Before I knew it, the savage had taken one of my round soft buttocks checks in each of her large hands and pulled me forward onto her mouth. Her tongue began caressing my slit, focusing special attention to my clit.
"Savage!" I shouted at her. "I hate this!"
But I was lying! My womanhood was pulsating almost devastatingly. I stared as this wild woman's long pink tongue beginning to lap at an incredible speed at my cavern. She lifted my legs high and a cry of tormented delight befell my mouth as my body squirmed and writhed on the bed.
I instantly felt the excitement begin to build. "This is not right! I am being ravished! I cannot enjoy this!" I thought to myself. All my feelings of mortification and fear were being pushed aside by other sensations. The woman's tongue felt large on her womanhood, and her breath was warm on my smooth mound. I was enjoying the sensation, even when she explored into my maidenhood, pushing her tongue deeper into me.
The woman's tongue penetrated deeply inside my moist, velvety lubricated pink vagina lips. She grabbed my rear cheeks, pulling me firmer onto her face; she began licking in earnest as soon as her lips touched the mound.
I trembled violently as I saw this fantastic sexual deviation taking place right in front of me.
The throbbing in my own cavern grew more intense; the juices seeped down my thighs and I couldn't help myself. My entire body was on fire with stimulated sensuality; my skin tingled; my vagina was on heat; my breasts rose and fell heavily; and my nipples were stiff and aching.
She held onto my buttocks, her hands felt enormous, and she used her hold to pull me wedged onto her mouth. My slit opened for her, and she pressed up her nose against my smooth mound.
"More ^Å" she mumbled between each stroke. "Give me more ^Å"
My womanhood started to get wetter and I began to feel a strange sensation emanate from me. The savage woman was licking voraciously at my pink-mouthed slit. I couldn't help myself and my body began to react; I jerked upwards; my hips were grinding and undulating as her tongue rubbed against and across my clitoris.
She pulled my body harder onto her face, pushing forcefully with her tongue into me. I could feel that long pick tongue sliding back and forth over my ravished maidenhood, causing me to jolt and thump with every sensation cantered in my moist eager slit.
I heard her moan and whimper as she pressed her nose tighter against my juice covered maidenhood, her tongue licking, lapping faster and faster as the fluids streamed out of it.
I bucked with a feral animalistic passion I had never known before. My face contorted on the bed as this savage's incredible lapping brought me to a thunderous climax.
My hips were soaring up and down on her face now. I gave into the debauchery of her lovemaking which filled my body. The muscle walls of my vagina trembled and rippled, clenching and relaxing with nerve prickling spasms.
She did not stop her lapping in me and my womanhood kept on pulsing on the savage woman's mouth. That drink she'd given me was still flowing in my veins and keeping me aroused. She gave me more of the drink and I felt as if I were going to explode with desire.
"You satisfy me!" She hissed in my ear. "You're so soft and tender!"
The savage woman leaned up and kissed me fervently. She held herself over me with an arm, and used the other to lift my legs over her shoulders. My thighs were opened far apart. Then she reached down to guide her massive phallus into my sex hole. The tip of her phallus found my opening, and she used her hand to manoeuvre it around my lips, lubricating it with my juices.
Slowly she pushed her artificial member into me; I felt my maidenhood-lips shift aside to make way for the invading limb. Leaning more weight on her large phallus, she slid another fraction of an inch into me and I began to sob. I was weeping softly, having overcome the initial pain of my first penetration.
"Stop crying like a little girl!" She exclaimed annoyed. "The pain will be quick and then you'll feel pleasure."
"No!" I begged her. "Please, I don't want to do this ^Å"
"This must happen!" She was overwhelmed with lust to have pity on me. "This is my initiation!"
She positioned her stiff member a little deeper into my slit and shoved little harder. My opening pushed inward with the head of her phallus giving way as she forced it hard into me. I cried out, but she paid me no attention.
"Please don't!" I beat on her shoulders. "It's too big for me!"
She used all of her considerable weight to push her erection into me. On her first thrust she was able to press half of her phallus into my snugly stretched maidenhood. The edges of my vagina-lips were getting red from being stretched by her pole.
"You're going to rip me apart!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. "It's too ^Å too ^Å big! Stop! Ahhhhhhhh!"
She craned her head down, looking at where her phallus to entering my petite body. I glanced down too, and saw that her penis was larger than I would have liked it to be for my virginity.
"She's going to kill me with it," was all I could think and I became rigid.
She felt me tensing, but nothing was going to stop her phallus from sliding all the way inside of me. My opening was tight around the head of her penis and my womanhood felt hot. It seemed that my anxiety encouraged her further. She pushed further up into my hole and I got even tighter.
"You're a screamer!" She held my head with a thrilled expression. "I hope you do that all the time! I'm going in now! Damn you're tight, but I'll fix that! You'll see!"
Her phallus pushed in deeper in an unstoppable landslide to destroy my virginity. She rammed her hips forward and my hymen was torn open, allowing her erection to heave up all the way into my slit.
I screamed!
"Yessssss!" She roared victoriously. "Scream louder bitch! SCREAM YOUR HEAD OFF! I WANT TO HEAR YOU SCREAM!!!"
My back arched, and my hands went to her waist trying to push her off of me, but she had me pinned securely onto the bed. My beating was futile because it could not prevent her from cramming my womanhood with her phallus. Her full weight hit me as her hips slammed me into the bed. It was then that I knew she had pushed all the way into my body.
She rested her weight, sensing the skirmish movements of my womanhood around on her phallus. She didn't move for a full minute. She gave her hips some new-fangled thrusts, taking notice to the way I cried out with each one.
"THAT'S IT BABY!" She grunted.
My initial tenderness abated, and then she started to pull out of me. The rubbing of her phallus did not hurt as much. Then she thrust it back in again, and the jolt of feeling her artificial member inside me caused me to involuntarily cry out. She would not stop her thrust no matter how often I cried out. The phallus inside me felt large, and probably wasn't as large as that, but it was my first time.
I felt how it pushed up into my womanhood and inflated me as it hit my cervix. After a few thrusts, the savage woman stopped impelling into me. She trembled with excitement as she looked down to see her phallus completely stuffed into me.
"It's completely in!" She grinned with satisfaction. "I did it!"
I sucked in my teeth when I felt her penis slide back into my hot, wet, slippery hole. The feeling of her rigid member moving in and out of me, grinding her pelvis against my tender clitoris, had me jerk up wildly. I tilted my head upwards, in an attempt to see her face, but she was oblivious to my feelings.
"This is better than what the others told me it would be!" She laughed with delight. "I know you like this! Scream some more!"
She went right to work on me. She recoiled back in me, thrusting her extremity, and increased her speed as she lifted my legs higher for a deeper penetration. I clamped down on her rod with my muscles and she rode me faster and faster. Her phallus swinging in circles, she grabbed my hips, and pounce me into the mattress!
She rose up on her elbows and channelled my hips with her member, ploughing my womanhood like a procreating bull on heat! She humped her pelvis into meet my thrusts. I adored this rough sex! I moaned and whimpered with delight!
She thumped harder and faster into me, making me pant and gasp as she pummelled me. I was no longer in the realm of pain, but I entered another reality altogether.
My only thought was to climax and give in to this savage joy and delight. I wanted the moment of utter, blinding bliss. Her erection sliding in and out made my small unused cavity puckered open and closed with every thrust.
I watched through lust hazy eyes as the savage woman continued to pound me at the same rapid pace. I wriggled madly with my creamy womanhood, shoving back with hard motivating movements to meet those incessantly rapid motions.
Her hips bobbed that stiff member in and out of my cavern. Every time her hips came down, the head of that artificial phallus went splashing up into my womb. My sticky juices flowed from my contracting womanhood, greasing her phallus with my warm wet cream.
She was like an animal, a lusty satyric animal, without a single thought other than mating with me! My petite body was jerking to each slam of her hips. She didn't hold back, but pounded me with her full weight, feverishly loving the way it drove my body into the mattress. My legs outstretched wide and undulated on either side of her thrusting thighs.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh! This is fantastic! I could do this forever!" She muttered.
Soft moans of concentrated ecstasy slipped from my mouth as I got closer and closer to climaxing. Her phallus jammed in even deeper, opening the elastic soft walls my cavern, spreading my leg to take that huge member in as deep as I could.
A sharp feral scream hung in the air as I bucked and jerked, my back arching, my body stiffening with hard unsteady spasms as my orgasm began to build up inside my. I lost complete control over my emotions as this savage woman impaled her member madly inside of me, burying it right to the hilt.
She filled my womanhood with extreme sensations until then unknown to me. Never in my life had I ever been this sexually excited. The perspiration dripped off my body as my climax drew closer.
I cried out and dug my nails into her back and that set her off! She climaxed and ground her phallus into the bed and her womanhood spurted from within her! My brain echoed with bells knocking in my mind. Powerful seizures of orgasmic craze shook my abused body.
She howled with an orgasm of her own! She slammed in me as hard as she could, attempt to push all of her phallus deeper into me. Her bristly pubic hair ground down on my lips, rubbing them red. She kept pounding me, harder and harder as is she never wanted this to end!
I went delirious with my own pleasure, feeling myself fall over the edge of ecstasy. She collapsed on my and wedged her body into mine. I was pinned under her weight, but I didn't care. My own orgasm was intensified by feeling of her last grinding movements on my clitoris.
She was on me heaving heavily, rubbing her sweaty head upon my breasts. She opened her mouth and nibbled on my nipple, sucking at it. Never had I been so completely dominated and controlled! She moaned out in joy, still grinding into me and holding tightly on my shoulders.
Slowly, the savage woman's senses returned to her. Her phallus still wedged inside of me. She held on to my shoulders and rolled herself over onto her side keeping me tight up against her body and leaving her phallus wedged deeply in my womanhood.
"You're a good pleasure woman!" She finally pulled out of me. "Here! I know civilised girls like you like these things!"
She put a golden necklace around my neck. I was too exhausted to admire its beauty and I closed my eyes. She kept on talking about how she would take me to her home and make me her lover. She forced fed me more of that drink, which, she explained, was to keep me receptive for sex and keep thoughts of escaping away from my mind.
She promised me to give me more golden trinkets as soon as we arrived to her tribe. She wrapped my limp, passed out, body in a blanket and put me on the back of her stallion.
The last image I saw was the house on flames and my riding away. She set fire to the house so that all would think everybody had perished in the flames. Nobody would be looking for me now. I was a prisoner to this savage woman who was going to use me for her own satisfaction.
"I hope you scream again!" She clicked her heels. "That made me hot!"
I fainted and only dreamed that one day I might escape.
The End