Captured by Amazons (Closed for BriefcaseRonin and I)

[Pywakit]

Siana listened to the jungle. Its song was in her bones; she knew the meaning of every birdcall, every animal's cry, every rustling leaf. She had lived in the jungle her entire life, a member of the Kaori tribe. Unlike the other tribes of the jungle, the Kaori were matriarchal; they kept men as little more than slaves for breeding purposes, and while the Kaori themselves were no stranger to war, the tribe itself had found that without men, infighting and violence had all but vanished from their camp. It was a place for the abused and lost of the jungle to go to, but Siana was not one of these lost souls; she was born to the Kaori, a pureblood. And as a pureblood who had just come of age on her 18th summer, it was her duty to find new blood.

She had traveled through the jungle, alone, for nearly a week now. The neighboring tribes feared and hated the Kaori, and Siana knew she'd never be able to woo one of their women away. So she had traveled further and further from her tribe, into regions of the jungle unknown to her. Yet she knew the jungle's song, even in this unfamilair territory, and what the jungle told her now was that others were drawing near. They were not of a competing tribe; she could tell. By the nosies they were making, and by the scents they brought with them, they were outlanders. Explorers.

Siana's heart began to race. Outlanders were rare and exotic, and if one of them was a woman she could capture and bring back to her tribe... her prestige in the tribe would be assured.

Giddy with excitement, the lithe woman gathered her gear and clambered up into the branches of a tree that overlooked the probable path the outlanders would take. Thirty feet up, her bronzed skin blended with the golden bark of the tree where it wasn't clad in her leather hunting armor, and her bright red hair hanging in dredlocks down to her ample chest could easilly be mistaken for the brilliant wings of a parrot or other bird. She calmed her breath and watched and waited for the group to draw near. She had no intention of striking as soon as she saw them; no... better to follow them until they set up camp, to judge their defenses, and to select her target only then. Of course... there was always the chance they had no women in their group, in which case Siana was prepared to move even further... but she had a feeling that someone in this group would be perfect for her needs.

 

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Elisabeth

The young woman rested against a tree, wiping sweat from her brow and reaching down to rub her sore ankles. They had been walking through this horrid jungle for days, and though she protested the captain assured her that they were going the right way and would reach her father's outpost soon. And though she was sure the other men, her father's assistants, were just as eager to arrive, she was the only one making a fuss.

Her hair was a dark brown, it's long, curled locks seeming to glow in the heady jungle environment. Her eyes were a lovely shade of bright, lively green and her skin had the most dilectible creamy pale color. Elisabeth was a woman of Great Britain, with a body that had all the right curves and a regal beauty that made her all the more lovely.

The party rested for a few moments, drinking from their canteens and resting their tired legs. But they were too busy to notice as the black panther closed in on them in the hidden jungle growth. It carefully moved towards them, it's sleek black coat hiding it in the shadows. It then lowered, ready to pounce. A muscular yet methodical killing machine that knew when the time was right to attack.

The shadow fly from the bushes towards their only armed compatriot, knocking him out cold when they collided with eachother. It then leapt at the others, and made short work of them. All that was left was Elisabeth who was now running as fast as she could in her lovely dress. Though it didn't matter, because before she knew it, the panther was right behind her.

One of those lovely feet got caught in a vine, and the woman came tumbling down to the ground. She turned, shivering and crawling back as the panther padded towards her. She was so frightened she couldn't scream, letting out a meep as she tried to keep it at bay with her umbrella. The panther would have it's prey.. or so it thought.

 

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Siana

Siana watched quietly as the panther approached, shaking her head at how oblivious the people below were to its presence. It was a wonder they'd made it this far. When the panther struck, things moved quickly. In moments, it had cornered the woman, and Siana knew she had to act quickly. The woman was exotic, pale and beautiful, and she knew she would be an impressive catch... if she could only save her in time.

Siana swung down onto a lower branch and landed in a crouch on it, ten feet above the drama below. In the same move, she drew her bow and let fly an arrow. She didn't want to kill the panther; it was, after all, only acting to its nature. The arrow struck the cat in the flank, gouging a red furrow along its side before sinking into the ground. The cat roared in shock and surprise, and at that same moment the woman below did... something. The strange stick she was holding suddenly unfolded, exploding into a huge round shape with a whoosh. Startled, the panther turned and fled, limping slightly. Siana did not. She stood transfixed on her branch, wondering what in the world the woman below had done to transform that strange stick, momentarilly forgetting how she was crouching in full view of her intended prey.

 

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Elisabeth

Elisabeth slowly closed her umbrella after the Panther had run off, and almost shrieked at the sight of the arrow. Her eyes wandered upward and she saw something.. or rather, someone standing on a branch. She gasped and slowly pushed herself up, moving closer, "Please, come down? Thank you for saving me, Miss! I was almost certain that the Panther would have had me if you hadn't arrived. How can I ever repay you?"

She blinked, following the wild woman's gaze to her umbrella, "Oh! This.. this is my umbrella," She held it up and opened it again, holding it over her head, "It keeps the rain off.. so.. so I don't get wet. See?" She picked up her canteen, unscrewing the top and beginning to pour water over the umbrella to show. Sadly, the panther must have swiped it because there were holes that allowed the cold water to run down over her. She gasped, shivering and lowering the umbrella to reveal herself to the tribal woman again.

Now, she was rather wet, and that white dress that held to her body now clinged tighter, giving the red-headed tribal a view of the english woman's nipples. She blushed, not sure what to make of this stranger who had saved her life, "I'm Elisabeth.. what's your name?"

 

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Siana

When the woman spoke, Siana tensed and readied herself to spring. But the woman didn't seem ready to do anything strange... she just sat there, apparently oblivious to the danger of the jungle around her. When she triggered the strange stick again, Siana was ready for it but the whooshing sound still made her jump. And now what was this strange creature doing? Pouring water on herself?

Siana immediately noticed how her wet dress clung to her body and her eyes widened a slight bit. She was beautiful, but in a way that Siana had never expected. Her body was full, soft, and delicate looking, as opposed to the firm, athletic, and lithe bodies of her kin.

She realized then that the woman must have asked her a question, but Siana had no idea what it was she was asking. Instead, she looked around to make sure that the panther was gone and then dropped down to the ground. She retrieved her arrow, then stood, brushing a red lock from her face impatiently. She eyed the woman again, and satisfied that she wasn't going to run quite yet, Siana moved over to investigate the others in the woman's group. She was fairly sure they were all dead, but it was best to be sure...

 

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Elisabeth

Elisabeth looked up at the woman, frowning as she realized the tribal couldn't understand her. She closed her umbrella and jumped when the savage dropped down to the ground. After retrieving her arrow, the exotic tribal woman headed off toward the others, and Elisabeth followed behind.

She looked away when she realized they had all been slaughtered, and frowned, sighing as she became aware of how close she had been to dying herself. She watched the woman again, looking over her red locks and that strong, bronzed, flesh, "Who.. who are you? What's your name?"

 

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Siana

Siana looked from the dead bodies, to the living woman, back to the bodies, then back to the woman, then sighed in exasperation. This woman really didn't seem to know how much danger she was in here in the jungle, and Siana suddenly felt strangely responsible for her. The pather would return soon, Siana was sure of it. At the very least to claim its kills. And if it didn't, there were other, equally dangerous scavengers out there who would. They needed to be away from this place.

The woman was talking to her again, and Siana made a brisk shushing sound, her eyes wide. She took three steps toward the woman, stopping just short of running into her. Siana was a few inches taller than the woman, and as she looked down into her eyes, she tried to establish her dominance over her with nothing but a look. Siana's eyes were a strange, almost hypnotic shade of violet, as unusual for her tribe as they were anywhere else, and she had gotten her way before by simply using them as she used them now. She would lead this woman back to her tribe, yes, but it was at least a two day journey back. If this woman were to survive, she would need to behaive.

 

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Elisabeth

She blushed, hushing herself when the woman told her to. A part of her was becoming rather worried with how the situation was going and she glanced around. Maybe she would be safer with the Tribal. She was sure her father would send out a group to find her and the others when they didn't get there. He had to. For now, though, the company of this lovely savage woman was the only safe place.

Elisabeth was about to speak again when the woman turned and looked into her eyes. She paused, and then froze, just staring back at her. She felt her defenses melt away, and reasoning dissappeared, and she was dominated. It was probably very easy for the tribal, but even more easier to perform this task on the lovely young maiden. She was a soft sort, and submissive to boot. She bit her own lower lip softly, unable to take her eyes away from Sianna's.

 

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Siana

Siana noted how quickly the woman grew silent and perhaps a little frightened as she gazed down into her eyes. Excellent. She was tempted to take her right there and then to seal the bond of her dominance over her, but this was neither the time or place. Perhaps later that night... in their camp...

The amazon needed no supplies other than the tight leather armor she wore, the weapons she carried, and her wits to survive in the jungle. She was confident that these would suffice for the woman as well, as long as she didn't do anything foolish like run. To prevent this, Siana drew her knife and cut a length of vine from a nearby tree. She cut a second, smaller length as well. She returned to the woman, who still stood quietly and meekly. Before she could recover and offer resistance, Siana bound her wrists together behind her back with the short vine, and then tied one end of the longer length around her neck like a leash. The other end she wound around her arm; the woman wouldn't be going anywhere now except where Sianna led her. Without further ado, the amazon set a brisk pace back into the jungle, away from the scene of the attack and back toward her camp, her prisoner in tow.

 

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Elisabeth

Before she knew it, Elisabeth was bound and leashed. She tried to protest but what would she do? Fight this woman who was taller, and probably much stronger than her? And then she was being pulled along towards the camp, looking down as she gave in to the will of the Amazon.

After some time of quiet, tiring, walking, the brush was cleared and before them was the camp. Her eyes widened and she looked over at Siana, "Is this your home?" Of course, the Amazon didn't answer, and just pulled her along towards the camp.

 

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Siana

Siana looked back at the woman; she hadn't spoken for hours. She waited to see if she had anything else to say and when she didn't immediatley speak, she pulled her over to the hut and tied the vine to one of the beams. This wasn't the campsite; it was still a day away. This was just one of many shelters her tribe had built through the jungle to serve as places for hunters to rest. They would sleep here tonight, and then continue on to the tribe tomorrow.

Siana checked again to make sure the vines were tightly bound and that her captive wouldn't be going anywhere. She took a moment to glare into her eyes again, then held up her hand to indicate she should do nothing. And with that, the amazon was off into the jungle, leaving her captive alone.

The hunt didn't take long; Siana was a skilled tracker and found a nice, fat tapir soon enough. One arrowshot later and dinner had been captured. It wasn't a huge tapir, but by the time she had dragged it back to the camp the thought of skinning it and preparing it for the fire for dinner made her even more tired.

 

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Elisabeth

Elisabeth had no choice but to follow along, freezing in place again as Siana tied her to the tent. She looked back into those eyes, her chest pushing outward a bit towards the tribal and there was something in the way she looked back. Want? Need?

She slowly looked down as the tribal left, and she struggled for a short moment with the vines before giving up. There really was nothing she could do. Even if she did manage to escape the woman would just track her down and catch her again.

When Siana returned, Elisabeth smiled a little bit, wiping sweat from her brow, "Is there somewhere I can clean myself? I'm all sweaty.." She then noticed the Tapir, and Siana's apparently dread about preparing it, "Umm.. would you like me to.. to prepare that for you.. miss, ma'am, lady..?"

 

[Pywakit]

Siana

Siana dropped the tapir next to the firepit, but before she could set about starting the fire, the woman began speaking again. She was obviously getting tired and worn out by the heat, and Siana realized this woman simply wasn't used to the jungle. She walked into the hut and gathered one of the gourds of water kept within, then exited. She used her knife to cut the woman's hands free and gave her the gourd to drink from.

She spoke again after she drank, indicating the tapir. Did she want to eat it? What did she want? Curious, Siana sat back a bit, in the entrance to the hut. The vine leash tied to the woman's neck was long, she had plenty of slack to more or less go anywhere in the clearing. For the first time, Siana found herself wishing she could understand the woman's strange language.

 

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Elisabeth

Elisabeth moved close to the amazon, looking up at her and holding out a hand to make sure she didn't move. She then removed the knife from Siana's belt and moved to the tapir, sitting down next to it with a soft sigh. Her eyes glanced back at the tribal before she went about skinning the dead creature. She had prepared food before, and this wasn't entirely new to her. It did take her some time but she finished, discarded the skin, made sure everything was good and then looked to Siana with a smile, "Good?"

She was glad to help, hoping that any act of goodwill she did would keep her in the good graces of this woman who could very well kill her at any point. Pushing herself back up, Elisabeth moved to Siana and the gourd she was still hold, softly pressing her lips to it for a drink. Batting her lashes as she looked up at the fierce warrior women, sliding the knife back into the amazon's sheath.

 

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Siana

Siana tensed as the woman approached, but her curriosity got the better of her instincts. She let her take the knife, confident that if she was going to try to stab her she'd be able to disarm her with ease. When the woman set to skinning the tapir and preparing it for cooking, Siana was honestly surprised. The woman obviously wasn't that skilled, but neither was she fumbling, and before long the tapir was ready to cook. Siana let the woman sheath her knife, and then as she drank the amazon went back to the fire pit. She gathered up tinder and began the long process of coaxing a fire out of the flakes of wood, striking flint and stone together. As she did, she couldn't help but wonder what other surprises her captive had in store for her.

 

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Elisabeth

Elisabeth sat down against the hut, watching the Tribal as she went about making a fire to fix the tapir meat on. She could survive if she didn't have any of it, but she would have certainly liked to have some. Her eyes lowered, and she blushed, feeling rather embarrased as her tummy began to growl it's need for food. She sighed, looking around a bit before her eyes returned to Siana, slowly crawling towards her and looking more enticing then ever in her wet, clingy, dress, "May.. may I have some..?"

 

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Siana

Siana looked back over her shoulder at the woman when she spoke again. She did look hungry... Sianna cut off a large hunk of meat that had finished cooking and brought it over to the woman. She watched for a bit as she took it before retreating back to her spot in the entrance to the hut.

Now that the fire was burning, there was little chance of wild animals coming to investigate the clearing. Feeling safer, Sianna stretched, and then began peeling off the leather armor she wore. The stuff was helpful in the jungle, but it chafed also. It was good each night to strip out of it. Soon, she was down to the softer leather clothes she wore under her armor, clothes designed to pad and protect her more sensitive parts from the chafing armor. What she wore now amounted to little more than a soft leather strip around her chest and a matching loincloth; the combo really left little to the imagination. Her skin sweaty from the day's exertions, Sianna drew a larger gourd of water from the hut and used it to wash herself. Halfway through, her body dripping and shining in the setting sunlight, she noticed the other woman watching her, a strange look in her eye. It finally occured to Siana that she might like to wash as well, so she handed over the half-full gourd for her to use.

 

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Elisabeth

Elisabeth held tight to that peice of meat and quickly began eating it. Soon there was nothing left and she was feeling very satisfied with the meal. She released a burp, causing her to blush and cover her mouth, "Oh my. Excuse me."

Her eyes widened when the amazon began shedding her armor. She just stared, watching her remove each peice until she was in what could barely be considered clothing. Then Siana began to bathe with the water in her gourd and Elisabeth found herself just watching the water drip down those long, slender, legs.

Then Siana gave her the gourd, and she brightened up, "Oh! Thank you!" She pushed herself up and began to pour the water over her body. She slowly removed the dress from herself and revealed her body. Though still clothed in rather, lacy, undergarments, it gave Siana a much better view of her delicious, exotic, pale, form.

She was merely wearing stockings, panties, a bra, and a corset which she untied and removed, a little relieved at the pressure. She turned a bit and noticed Siana, who was looking at her rather... intently. Blushing, Elisabeth turned again and poured more water over herself, sighing in relief as she finished bathing, "Thank you, miss.."

 

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Siana

Siana set aside the gourd without looking away from the woman. She saw little need to mask her desire now, and let her gaze travel up and down Elisabeth's body, marveling at the strange undergarmets she wore and the exotic, inviting paleness of her skin. She licked her lips as she felt her excitement rise, but restrained herself for now. After all... it was still possible this woman was trying to seduce her in order to secure a chance to escape.

Siana smiled hesitantly nonetheless, brushing aside her red locks back over her shoulders. She held her hand to her chest and spoke her name. "Siana." She wasn't sure the woman would understand, but she hoped that they could become friends, and beyond that... something more...

 

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Elisabeth

She smiled as the tribal spoke her name. At least, she thought it was her name. Elisabeth rested her hand across her own chest and spoke, "Elisabeth," She had to admit, it wasn't much but it felt like they were connecting now. At least they knew what to call each other.

Elisabeth hurried over to the fire with her dress, resting it besides it in hopes that it would dry. And as the sun died down and gave way to night, Elisabeth sat closer to the fire, shivering in the cold. She glanced over at Siana, smiling and then looking back to the fire, holding out her hands to warm them.

 

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Siana

"Elisabeth," Siana said, under her breath, trying the strange and complex word out on her tongue. With a few more tries, she felt she'd got it down well enough. She watched the woman sitting by the fire; she seemed cold. While the jungle did indeed grow cool at night, Siana had long since acclimated tot he changes; she had built the fire mostly to scare off predators.

With Elisabeth distracted by the fire, Siana moved over to the corset she'd left draped over a branch. She picked it up and looked at it; it was a strange bit of material, at once soft and hard at the same time. Siana held it up against herself, trying to figure out how it went on, more out of curriosity than anything else.

 

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Elisabeth

Elisabeth continued to try and warm herself with the fire, singing gently to herself until she noticed Siana trying to figure out the corset. She giggled and got up, heading over to help her with it. Reaching around she put the corset around the tribal's body and began tightening it. She didn't do it -too- tightly, for fear the Siana might think she was trying to constrict her. Only enough so that the lovely savage knew what the corset did.

Elisabeth then helped her take it off, setting it back down and looking at her. A smile crept onto her lips before the woman turned and went back to the fire to sit down. She sighed a little, just watching the flickering of the flames as they licked at the air above them. She wasn't sure what she was going to do, nor did she understand what Siana wanted from her. Would could this woman possibly gain from capturing her?

 

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Siana

Siana tensed as Elisabeth moved over to help her with the corset. Once it was on, Siana wondered how Elisabeth had worn this constricting device all day through the jungle, and suddenly she realized just how stoic and strong this strange woman was. Siana doubted she'd make it a hundred paces through the jungle with a corset, and she breathed a sigh of relief when Elisabeth took it off.

Siana watched as she returned to the fire, trying to warm herself, and made a decision. When she returned with the woman to the tribe, there was a good chance that she would be claimed by the matriarch, or at least one of the elders. Siana would never have a chance to be with this woman once that took place. She decided instead to try to have her tonight. But first, she had to make sure she was comfortable and relaxed. To spring anything more carnal on her... well, she might just take things the wrong way.

She went into the hut and picked out the cleanest, warmest-looking fur she could find. It was a spotted jaguar skin from a larger beast than the one who had jumped Elisabeth's party earlier. Siana took the skin, walked back outside, and gently draped it over Elisabeth's shoulders.

 

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Elisabeth

Elisabeth had returned to the fire to warm herself when she felt Siana's strong hands wrap a warm, soft, fur coat around her. Her eyes closed and she sighed, feeling safe, and warm. Something about it made her heart flutter, and she gasped. It took a moment for her to regain her breath, and she blushed, rather uncertain as to why she felt so... strange.

And then it hit her, Siana was... attractive to her. Elisabeth's father had forced her to meet this country club men who were, to put it honestly, soft, weak, and ineffectual. In Siana she saw someone who took charge, and did what she wanted with Elisabeth's young form. No man she had ever met would have saved her life had that panther attacked, and no man would have been able to make her their's with just a piercing gaze.

She looked up at Siana, wide eyed, and a little frightened. Should she dare try? Biting her lip she dropped the fur back and turned to the tribal, looking at her as she began to remove her own, lacy, undergarments, "Siana..." She practically whispered it, but she knew that the woman heard her.

 

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Siana

Siana watched quietly as Elisabeth slid the fur off her shoulders and turned to her. When the othe rwoman began to remove her clothes, slowly, almost teasingly, she knew that what Elisabeth needed to warm up wasn't a mere fur. It was something more.

As the other woman's clothes came off and formed a neat pile nearby, Siana felt herself growing wet and warm as well. She reached out and took the fur, then laid it out on the ground between them, smothing it to make a nice bed. She nodded at the fur, licking her lips slowly in anticipation.