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Chapter 19: Amazonian Recompense Part 3

Oh, she would definitely see if she could persuade her sisters to allow Max to visit the island freely.

Myrina let out a satisfied exhale as she leaned against the wall, lounging on Max's temporary bed. Her legs were spread out as she idly ran her fingers through the boy's hair with one hand while the other fondled one of her large breasts. The young man had brought her to a few pleasing climax and was now just lapping up her fluids.

Max, for his part, was on his knees, his arms tied behind his back, with his head forced down in between Myrina's legs to lick her wet pussy. So while his ass was sticking up in the air, Philippus was seated behind Max, placing a few kisses on his backside. She had one hand stroking his still rigid member while the other continued to tease his prostate. The Amazonian General had actually managed to slip in her ring finger along with her middle, and was being a bit more aggressive in her teasing.

Max was doing his best not to cry out and moan, having never been on the receiving end of this, but he couldn't deny it was wasn't hot and it did feel really good. Though, he would've preferred to find out a different way.

Myrina let out another purr as the hero did his best to keep his mouth occupied to avoid making as much noise as possible. A task that was progressively getting harder and harder to do. However, it seemed that there might actually be a chance to breathe as Myrina suddenly let go of Max and Philippus pulled out her fingers from his ass and the hero was flipped over. The sash that bound his arms was untied to be used later.

Max didn't really have the energy to try to sit up, not that Myrina would let him as she was on top the second his back hit the mattress. Her hands held his down as she leaned down to capture Max's lips with hers, moaning as she tasted herself on his lips and tongue. The assassin's large bust pressed into his chest, the hero could feel the key that had hung around her neck for the hour or two scrape against his skin. After kissing for a few moments, Myrina pulled back to sit up, her hands sliding down to rest on his chest.

"You've been such a good boy," cooed Myrina with a satisfied smile as she let her hands slip down a bit further to his hips.

Her gaze fell to Max's very erect and red member. An amused chuckle came from the Amazon as she could see his arousal was on the edge, and had been for quite some time now. The stopper she had locked onto the base had done its job perfectly, keeping the boy rigid, but prevented release.

"He most certainly has, Myrina," purred Philippus as she slipped behind her Amazonian sister, her hands slipping under her arms to massage her breasts.

The assassin hummed pleasantly as the general played with her bosom, but she kept her attention on Max. Who was huffing and puffing, trying to catch his breath from all the torturous actions taken by the two amazons. He would admit, he wouldn't mind a follow up, but not very often if they would do this every time.

"But, I think it's time we give him his reward now," concluded Myrina as on hand rested on Max's length, the hero's hips raising involuntarily, being so close to the edge, but kept from release, "Wouldn't you agree, Philippus?"

"I do, sister," smiled the dark-skinned woman, kissing along Themyscira's most skilled warrior.

Myrina took her time, delicately stroking Max's cock with one hand while the other reached for the key. The precum that had been leaking out for the majority of their time together provided more than enough lubrication for her. However, the dark-haired warrior woman couldn't help but drag out the torture a bit more as she removed the necklace from around her neck, but teasingly dragged the key against Max's cock. The cool metal made the hero's cock twitch hard, something that Myrina felt in her hand.

"Are you ready cum, dear boy?" Asked the Amazon woman, letting go of Max's cock so that she could use both hands to lift his legs over her hips.

"Yes!" Max gasped, having been on edge for so long, no one could blame him for being desperate for release, "Please!"

"Mmmm," purred Myrina with a seductive smile, biting her lip as she reached down with both hands and grasped the locked ring, "then let's begin, shall we?"

With a click, Max felt the tightness that had been on his cock since he was ambushed by the two amazons was gone, but the arousal remained. Placing the ring and key aside, Myrina adopted the final position for tonight. While Philippus wouldn't really partake, being the queen's lover, she would just watch the two from the side.

Considering what island he was on, Max felt that the last position he took was somewhat appropriate. With his legs going over her hips, the Amazon position, seemed a little on the nose, but entirely fitting. Using one hand, Myrina guided the hero's dripping cock to her equally wet pussy and let out a pleasant hum as she felt it slip into her love canal. With his length inside her, the assassin started off slow, establishing a rhythm for the two.

"Mmmm! Such a blessed one!" Purred Myrina as her pelvis slapped against Max's ass.

Max for his part, just took it as he had little to know strength at all. He wouldn't admit it, but it was really hot to be on the receiving end of something like this, but it wasn't something he'd be interested on a regular basis, but maybe once in a blue moon. But even then, there were still something's he may consider more often.

On the floor next to the bed, Philippus was watching the two go at it. The general groping her breast with one hand while the other fingered her pussy. She was panting quite vigorously as her fingers worked her cunt quite rapidly. Glancing over at Max, the young man panting equally as hard, the dark-skinned woman decided to give him a little extra. Philippus moved over so that she was kneeling next to the bed near Max's head. Leaning over the side, she dipped forward, grabbing his chin with one hand, her other still busy between her legs, and kissed him, hard and steamily.

As the Amazon general tasted the inside of the hero's mouth, Myrina began speeding up her pace, going harder as her hands rested on Max's waist for support.

"Oh god-mmmph!" Max gasped, breaking his kiss with Philippus for just a moment but the Amazon pulled him right back in, not finished with his tongue yet.

Myrina laughed as she kept pounding herself onto his length, speeding up more by shortening the length of how much she pulled back.

"You like that, boy?" Murmured Philippus, pulling out of the kiss, a strand of saliva connecting their lips, "you like being used like this?"

Removing her fingers from her snatch, she used one finger to caught the strand and brought the spit to Max's mouth. The hero groaned at the combination of spit and cum from the general, sucking on her fingers without even having to be told.

"Any man would," stated Myrina, slowing her pace a bit, but returned to longer strokes, "it is in their nature."

"Exactly," agreed the general as she lifted herself up a bit more, and leaned over to Max's ear, "isn't that right, slut?"

Max nodded, his breathing to haggard to answer her properly. He didn't even acknowledge what the woman called him. Philippus chuckled as she then brought his head towards the edge of the bed and directed his face to her bust.

"Good, now be a good man-slut suck on my breasts. Don't stop until I say to," ordered the Amazonian general.

Like a good soldier, he did as ordered, heart pounding wildly as he ran his tongue all over the smooth roundness of Philippus's sumptuous breasts, sucking greedily on her nipples as circumstance allowed. He could feel Myrina teasing his own nipples, using her thumbs to rub them delicately. All the while hammering away his length into her warm, slippery insides like a woman possessed. But he couldn't keep this up forever, he had to cum, and he had been hanging on for dear life to not cum yet.

"Mmmrrfff...," he groaned lustily, as he eagerly worked Philppus's glorious globes over with his mouth.

"I do believe he wishes to say something, sister," noted Philippus glancing over to Myrina.

"I believe I know what it is," smirked Myrina as she sped up a bit more.

They fucked like this for a good ten minutes in relative silence. Philippus would occasionally groan at the delicious things Max did to her tits with his mouth. While Myrina would yelp joyfully when she pounded a particularly sensitive spot inside her cunt. Max would moan pleasurably at how tight, wet, and warm Myrina's pussy was as she squeezed his cock with it, while she pounded onto him even faster and deeper. Max's whole body felt sore at that point, but the overall sensation of being toyed with, teased, cleaned and then Amazon fucked Myrina was so erotic that it was totally worth the soreness of his body.

Soon, Myrina felt that tell-tale tingle, that feeling you get when you are starting to reach your climax. Smiling, she eagerly pounded Max's cock even faster and harder, sitting back to position herself for maximum pleasure. Philippus released the boy from her breasts, but returned to kissing him, eager to resume their oral embrace. She cupped both sides of his face as she used her greater experience to dominate their kiss. Myrina chuckled as she new the general loved to kiss.

A few more minutes passed, Myrina speeding up more and more until she reached that oh so desired moment. Slamming hard against Max, the two came at the same time. The assassin felt her body, long building to a pulsing, frenzied explosion, start to rack as she squeezed wave upon wave of pleasure from Max's cock below. The hero for his part, whimpered into his kiss with Philippus, the general adopting a more tender form a oral exchange, being slower and more deliberate with her tongue and mouth as the boy came deep into Myrina, and cum he did.

Myrina felt all of it erupt into her body, the warmth that entered her and she wanted all of it. Not a drop wasted. Clenching tightly, the assassin milked every bit for what he was worth. Myrina let out a silent cry as she kept herself pressed firmly against Max's backside. A few more moments passed before the two came down from their orgasmic high. After a second, Myrina got off Max to let the young man relax.

"How was he?" Asked Philippus, releasing her hold on his lips, to let the hero breath.

"I do hope he returns very soon," replied Myrina with a smirk as she settled next to Max, lying down on his left and scooting closer to cuddle next to him.

Max for his part was completely out of breath as his entire world nearly blacked out. He had never cum so hard before and he didn't think he would for a while. The young man was so out of it, he didn't acknowledge Myrina when she slipped her right hand under his head and tilted his face to her.

Myrina placed a delicate kiss on his forward, starting off her aftercare of her and Philippus's charge. The general in question saw that her friend had started their after care of Max and decided to get a proper taste of his seed. Moving down, the dark-skinned Amazon decided to slowly suck on his length, the hero groaning as his cock felt incredibly sore from all the relentless teasing followed by the hardest climax he had.

Philippus, for her part enjoyed the taste of his seed mixed with Myrina's, diligently cleaning off his rod to get every last bit.

"Once you're done, sister," said Myrina, lifting up her head to look down at the general, "Would you be so kind as to retrieve something from my quarters?"

"What is it that you need?" Asked Philippus, while she might be the general of Themyscira's army, she still had more strength then Myrina and could likely make the journey.

"In the drawer of my task at the very back there's something I believe our dear, Max may appreciate," replied Myrina, a grin on her face as her left hand trailed down near his pelvis.

Philippus nodded as she stood up to get dressed and slip out. This left Myrina and Max alone for the moment.

"Now, where were we my sweet?" Cooed Myrina, adjusting her position so she was more on top of Max.

Leaning back in, the assassin kissed Max deeply, one hand behind his head to pull him close while the other cupped his cheek with her thumb tracing little circles. Slowly, the Amazon began kissing other parts of the hero's face. Gently placing kisses on his other cheek, accompanied by some soft licks, as if tasting him. She eventually returned to his lips, parting his teeth again to slip her tongue back into his mouth.

"I hope you enjoyed our way of saying thank you, Max," murmured Myrina against Max's lips, kissing him deeply once more, moaning a bit into their exchange, "and I hope you also realize that this doesn't have to be our only encounter."

The Amazon assassin sat up, perched on his waist, the hero looked at the woman with a semi dazed expression.

"But there might be some changes to our coming encounters," she added, rubbing her pussy, which was oozing a bit of cum, onto his length.

"What?" Max said, but was hushed by Myrina when she pressed a finger to his lips.

"You'll understand soon," she assured, looking back to see Philippus had returned with what she asked, a pleased smile appeared on her face, "but, I'll give you a little hint on how we might be spending our time together."

Getting off him, Myrina stood next to the bed as Philippus gave her what looked like a buttplug. It was silver and had the omega symbol on the end of it. Finding the strength, Max forced himself to sit up, but leaned against the wall, still pretty drained.

"Is that...," Max trailed off, but Myrina finished for him.

"It is," confirmed Myrina, a devious smirk appearing on her face as she leaned forward at her hips so her face was in line with Max's.

Of course, this has the added bonus of presenting her still oozing cunt to Philippus. Noticing what her friend was doing, the good general caught on as she moved behind the assassin to kneel down and begin to lick the white substance leaking from her sister, which in turn caused the woman to moan as she spread her stance out a bit to give her more access.

"And... mmmm... it's yours," purred Myrina as she used one hand to stabilize herself as Philippus really began to dig in.

"A sort of momento?" Asked Max, causing the woman to chuckle.

"No, you silly little male," said Myrina with a chuckle, a seductive and primal look in her eyes soon appeared, "It's yours, to use."

Now that caught Max full attention as he looked Myrina in the eyes with surprise.

What did she mean by 'his to use?'

To be continued...