Amazon Hostage

[Lippstick]

OOC: Melia. 18 summers old. 5'2". 100 pounds. Hair like the sun. Eyes like the sky. Sheltered daughter of privilege.


IC:


The journey to Pendia took eight days. On the fifth day the bandits struck. As I had since leaving the only home I had ever known, I had cried myself to sleep. My father was escorting to the home of my future husband.

Husband. The word is sour on my tongue. There was no love involved. My father put me on the open market and sold me to the highest bidder, a rich old man who had bought and buried several wives before me. I also knew I wouldn't be the last. My life was over before it really started. My fate was sealed, or so I thought.


Fate, it seemed, had other ideas. A scream pulled me from the realm odf sleep. Then a second scream. Then a third. I was startled, but not concerned. My father knew how to protect his investments. I was well guarded by the finest mercenaries money could buy.

They fought well, but they never had a chance. They were picked off one by one by the stealthy bandits until there was no one left to fight. Only then did the bandits ride into camp.

If I had a knife, or any object with a pointed edge, I would have taken my life then and there. I knew what happened to women taken alive by bandits. But I had nothing. I could only try to hide.

They found me, of course. Two of the bandits broke into my wagon and found me cowering under my bunk. They bound my wrists and ankles and carried me outside. I was thrown atop a horse. Moments later one of my captors mounted and together we rode away.

I managed to catch a single glimpse of my abductor. One look was enough to tell me who the bandits were.


My abductor was a woman, and I had been captured by the Amazons.....

 

[Vixandra]

Nikoya

I looked down at the girl before me on my saddle as we rode to camp. Blood stained my body from killing the mercenaries and I was coming down from battle rush.
I smiled, running a hand down her back. She was a lean one, my new pet. She cringed under my touch, wide eyes staring up at me. There was no moon to see her by but I could tell they were blue.
My horse, Lily, raced with the others of her band, my war sisters silent as we rode. I looked down at the girl and laid my finger over my lips, indicating she was to be quiet. She nodded, seeming to understand. I easily picked her up and settled her in the crook of my left arm, my right free to draw my weapons if need be. The wind was cool, cutting through her thin nightgown. I pulled her closer, wrapping my cloack about her. Wouldn't do for my little one to catch cold.
We had heard about the beauty passing through our lands, escorted by the father who had sold her to another man against her will. It had been too easy to sneak in, slaughter the father and his overpriced mercenaries and steal the woman-child away.
I tossed my long black braid over my shoulder, the tatooed triangles on my cheeks tingling in the wind. I'd recently completed my final stage of training, becoming party leader and stratigest. This kidnapping was my first command and it had gone without a flaw.
We made it back to camp after a couple of hours. The girl awoke, lifting her head from my shoulder where she'd fallen asleep.
"Be quiet, my little pet," I whispered to her as my new trainee came to take Lily. I dismounted easily and tossed the girl over my shoulder. I spoke to my trainee with a proud voice. "Wash her down and give her those oats we gathered for her yesterday. Lily has served the Amaon Nation well this night."
My trainee bowed and retreated, Lily following her without a halter or command. I turned from them, my burden gasping at the suddenenes. I laid a hand across her thighs to steady her then walked to the center of camp where the elders waited.
I laid my pet before them, smiling as I did so. By the firelight she truely was a beauty. Hair spun from sunlight and eyes so blue as to make the sky envious.
I bowed to my matrons, the elders of the Mithre Amazon.
"We are well plesed with this. You may keep your pet, as she is your first though surely not your last. Good job."
"I thank you," I said to them. I pulled the girl to her feet. "Come with me. I am you Lady now. You need to rest then on the morrow I shall explain your situation to you."
I led the way to my tent, holding aside the flap for her to enter. It was rather large, a mark of my hunting prowress. "You may sleep on that pallate over there. If you're cold let me know I shall get you more blankets. Now go to sleep. Do not try to escape- I shall be most displeased if you do. Good night, little one. May you sleep well."
I see that she's snuggled in warmly before undressing myself and settling into my own pallet. I fall asleep before she does, a light sleep of a warrior long used to being awakened by the slightest noise.

 

[Vixandra]

Nikoya

Because of the late night, I slept a few hours after sunrise, waking fully refreshed and ready to tame my little captive.
Ah, she was even more beautiful by the sunlight that streamed through the loose summer door of my tent.
I really must find out what her name is, I muse as I rose and gathered my clothing for the day. She'll sleep a bit longer, I jugded by the dark smudges beneth her eyes. My blood boiled for a moment thinking what her "father" had put her through.
I left her in the tent to go bathe in the nearby river, my trainee, Aysin standing guard over the sleeping one.
I returned, hair still damp, clean and dressed in a skirt and halter top.
I nudged the sleeping one. "Time to wake up, my little one."

 

[Lippstick]

Melia

We rode for hours, it seemed, in complete and utter silence. My mind raced with a thousand questions.

Was I to be sold again?

Was I to be killed?

Was I to be.... used?


I don't know why the third question lingered in my mind. What use could a woman have for another woman? Still, during the journey my captor would frequently reach out and touch me in ways that made me feel uncomfortable.

I guess I must have fallen asleep, for when I opened my eyes again we were in the Amazon camp. 'Camp' seemed the wrong word. It was almost the size of a small city. My eyes widened at the size of it. As we passed through my captor was greeted warmly. She seemed to have stature in the community of women.

When we reached her home, she dismounted and lifted me off the horse. I was like a feather in her powerful arms. My body trembled as the terrible events of the day finally seemed to overtake me. With surprising tenderness, my captor stroked my leg. In some strange way her touch seemed to steady me.


I was taken to the main tent, where a hundred eyes were fixed on me. Apparently, I was judged, and found acceptable.


"Come with me," My captor said. "I am you Lady now. You need to rest then on the morrow I shall explain your situation to you."


She took me to a tent where I was laid on a pile of soft furs. A guard was placed over me, but my new Lady left without a backward glance. More tired than I had even been in my life, I fell asleep again.

When I opened my eyes again, it was daylight. My Lady was kneeling above me. She had a lethal looking dagger in her hand. Tears welled in my eyes. I tried to prepare myself for the end.

She ran the blade along my throat without drawing blood. Then she ran it across my breasts and down my belly. Then lower still. A wicked, playful smile came over her too-beautiful face. Then, with a single motion she sliced through the filmy material of my nightdress until my entire body was exposed to her hungry eyes....

 

[Vixandra]

Nikoya

Oh, my beautiful one, her body bared to my eyes in the morning sun.
"That gown is the last of the world you knew," I told her gently, my eyes taking in her beautiful breasts, the slim line of her stomach, her tightly clenched legs. I set aside my dagger, laying beside her, hand trailing idly up and down her body. From hip up her side, over her breasts lightly to stroke her face and back down to her hip.
"You are mine now," I told her. "I am Nikoya, War Band Leader of the Mithre Amazons, daughter child of War Triumverate Leader Eclipse. You are my prisoner, my pet to do with as I please. I believe I am a fair captor- do your best to please me and I shall not be to hard on you- unless you plead for it of course."
I smiled wickedly, amused by the fear in her eyes underlaid by facination.
"Now, poppet, you will tell me your name and who you once were." I could see her hesitating. "Now you've nothing to fear from me now. I am doing nothing your body does not like- see how your nipples have hardened? Do you not feel a warmpth in you? I touch you from tenderness and caring that I can feel becoming love. So tell me, my sunshine child, who were you once?"