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In a small forested area in what is now known as modern Ukraine, There was an amazon tribe with a little over twenty-seven strong women who were all grown and beautiful. One of these women was 23 year-old Dido. She was born and raised into this tribe as a warrior, and a bloody good one.
Her days she spent sharpening weapons, hunting in the woods, and going on patrols with her horse, Alkippe. But by night, this warrior girl would ride along beaches, and mountains to rob travelers, kill men, and rescue women in need. A vigilante in slaved girls eyes, but a murderer in men' was one of the more beautiful girls in the tribe. Long dark hair fell straight to the middle of her strong back, Emerald eyes that shone like the cold seas, And long tanned legs from riding in the sun. Her voice wasn't too deep, but wasn't High pitched at all. A beautiful singing voice Dido had.
Dido's mount was a large clydesdale mare she had stolen from a foreigner man's carriage. She had dark eyes, dark mane that was cropped short, light chocolate fur warm as a blanket, and long haired white hooves that sounded of thunder as she trotted along. Dido gave her the name of Alkippe, Meaning mighty was a well respected member of this small tribe, but all of her work and loyalty goes to the leader of the tribe, Printesa, meaning princess in Romanian. Even if Dido had the strongest weapons, and Printesa had none, she still would have a very little chance of winning a battle against her.
Printesa was strong, and also beautiful. She had full control over Dido, which just added to her power, as well. With the flick of Printesa's finger, Dido would destroy a village, or even kill a child. But Printesa did not need a warrior to be strong. Her skills, knowledge, and cunning-ness would be all she needed to bring anyone to their knees, begging for mercy.
Brown eyes, Black hair usually tied up, long arms, strong legs, standing at 5'7, Printesa was a force to reckoned with.
A wicked smile was present on Printesa's gorgeous face as the riders came back with prisoners in their ropes. She sat on a throne, of what appeared to be a mix of human and animal bones, and twirled her sword into the loose dirt. "What have we here?" she spoke in a raspy voice as her favorite warrior, Dido bowed her head from horseback.
"We have caught some of the Gargareans tribe men in our territory. We would have just ran them off, but figured you'd have use for them here, your highness." Dido replied, as she dismounted her steed, in a happy yet intimidating voice. At this, Printesa chuckled and looked at the trail of ten men behind the large horses. She was pleased with their looks and builds. She could use them, Dido knew her well.
"Take them to the chambers and tie them down. our population has no children anymore…" She said staring down at the frighten mens eyes. The other women did as told and Dido stood aside Printesa. The leader's eyes widened a bit as she saw a young boy, maybe fifteen, at the end of the line. "What is a young boy doing with these poor men?" She asked with a teasing smile towards him.
"He was traveling with them." Dido replied in a monotone statement. "Now, you know i don't like to kill children. Bring him here." at the last sentence, Dido marched forward, her sword high, and swung it down on the rope connecting the boy to an older man. Grabbing him by the hair, she pulled him to Printesa's feet and pushed him to kneel.
The dark haired princess smiled and used her finger to lift the boy chin as a tear rolled down it. "I'm giving you a chance to save every man here today, if you fail my request, they will all die in three days." she began. The frightened boy tried to keep from sobbing and nodded "Y-yes mistri-" he was cut off by a hand being slammed to the back of his head. "No talking!" Dido growled after she made the blow.
Printesa held her hand up as a gesture for Dido to calm herself, and then continued. "I am going to let you go back to your pathetic tribe, but to save these men, i want a cow, a goat, and two loaves of bread, for three men. That means three cows, three goats, and six loaves of bread. Got it?" the boy nodded quickly. "Good. Now go!" she pushed him away and Dido watched the boy run quickly through the forest. A happy sigh left the leader's soft lips. "I am going to have my first go with the new prisoners, care to join me?" she asked.
Dido shook her head with a giggle "You know how I am, But go have your fun." she said looking at the tent the men were being held in. "very well, Dido." Printesa walked to the tent with a swivel in her hips towards the tent, and a few others followed.
About thirty minutes later, moans and cries of lust filled the camp. It all came from the tent with the men, and the sounds of whips against skin could also be heard. Dido sat on a long near the fire, sharpening a dagger, and listening to the sweet sounds. Though she was getting turned on and felt her spine shiver every now and then, she ignored her urges. The last thing she needed was to get pregnant.
A moment later, Printesa came out half naked, her only covering, a deerskin blanket, and sat on the log next to Dido. "Could use work, but it was pleasurable." she nudged the warrior and earned a laugh "I can't believe some of the things you say…" she muttered.
Printesa smiled "I can't believe you never wanted to try it out. My most prized warrior, a glowing bad-ass, won't make love."
"Thats because it isn't love if I don't Love them." she said simply.
"Ah I see now, you are very specific like those medicine girls?" it was almost a question.
"What? No! I just...Well I don't know… I'm not really interested in men like you all." Dido confessed. Now Printesa understood.
"You want a girl…" she whispered. Dido nodded.
Printesa loved this girl more of a pet than anything else, and would not give herself to Dido, but would make it her mission to find a suitable mate for the warrior.
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