“I’m going to give you as a gift to the royal family.” She says. “You are just good enough to be of good use to them. The princess will have a great deal of fun breaking you in as her slave.” She throws you a leather thong. “Put it on.”
You are too tired to protest. So you put the tight garment on. Your pubic hair sticks out of the front in every direction. She looks at you with scorn. “I can’t present you to the royal court like this. I’m going to have to shave you. Take off the garment.”
You do as she says and she gets a small knife out. You cringe in fear. She scoffs, “You men are such cowering little creatures. As long as you hold still, you won’t be hurt.”
Using some form of grease as a lubricant, she shaves all of your pubic hair off. The breeze feels strange over your newly exposed flesh. You put the thong back on. You actually feel more naked wearing it than without it. She looks you up and down. “At least you’re presentable now.” She leads down a path to a cave. She shouts to several other Amazons who are gathered there. They quickly get a gilded cage that measures about three feet square and is adorned with gold trim.
“Get in slave.” She commands.
You hesitate. “But, I’m just a traveler. I’m lost. I shouldn’t be here.”
She shakes her head and snaps her fingers. The other Amazons force you into the cage. She says, “I don’t care. You are a man. All men are meant to serve us, where ever they are from.”
Two long rods are stuck through loops in the top of the cage. Two muscular women, one in front and one in back, use them as handles and pick you up and the party heads off to the castle.
You are still exhausted from last night and sleep most of the way there. You suddenly wake and become amazed by a large temple deep in the forest beside a waterfall. The Amazons carry you inside and into the throne room. It is unlike anything you have ever seen before. The craftsmanship is incredible, highly detailed and very intricate. It is even more impressive because of the materials used. No metals, only wood and granite.
Your captor presents herself and set your cage down in front of the elevated throne. You look out and see a regal looking woman sitting a top the throne. Her hair is golden, her bosom is massive, and her piercing eyes stare at you for a while before they turn toward your captor. “I have many sex slaves, Helena. Why would I need one more?”
Helena bows deeply, “Your majesty, I offer this one as a gift to your daughter, the fair princess Diana. He has some fight left in him. I know how the princess likes her slaves lively.”
The queen nods her head, “Yes, you have done well. Guards! Send for Diana! We will see if she finds this one satisfactory.”
One of the royal guards strikes the side of your cage with her spear. “Keep your head down, slave! You are not worthy to view the princess unless she allows you to!”
You bow your head and keep your eyes on the floor. You soon hear footsteps approach. A strong feminine voice says, “So this is the slave that Helena brought….”
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