Manilanne, Amazon Princess

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Manilanne was the next in line, one of her older sisters was currently leader of their tribe. She was out scouting alone. She liked it that way, some of her sisters went out in groups or pairs, but so far she liked to go alone. The queen understood as she had been a solitary hunter in her day.

When she returned all she found was charred remains. She did funeral rites for her entire tribe, and smeared herself with ashes and realized that now she was the last of her tribe.

She had not been concerned about it before, Jaylene the queen, had been pregnant and all the auguries said it would be a girl child and Manilanne had assumed the child would be trained to rule.

Now Manilanne was alone, after a week of mourning she went to the river and cleansed her body. Her tanned body sleek with muscles, her red curls cut short to her head. What was she to do now? Hers had been one of the last tribes left in the forrest. She dressed in her hunting leathers and sought out help.

She found the seer, a fragile old woman who looked more than half dead and lived in a tiny cave. Manilanne breathed in the fresh air as she left the cave and pondered what the seer had said.

"Find the man who reads, lay with him, and your tribe will continue." She had no idea what it meant, but she knew that men lived in cities. So she headed for the biggest city she knew and checked out the situation. She would stand out in the city, then again their were people going in and out all the time.

She headed in with a group of traders and found herself lost in the masses of unwashed bodies, trade goods, and such.

 

[Bengal52]

Bart Chelou was a book trader. At least that was his curent item he was peddling. He was the most learned person to join in this trader's train before they left the last town. He had found a beautiful woman who showed serious interest in him. About two days into the trek, he discovered she was the daughter of the lead trader.

Bart may be only 28 but he's been trading since he was 12. He ran away then and joined up with a traveling trade group. He had a great time with that first group, and they taught him all he knew about trading and all his other education. He was sorry to leave them six months before when he had met Sasha.

Sasha was gorgeous. On a scale of 0 to 10, Bart thought she was a 30. The additional bonus of her being a way for him to get on with a higher level train, like this one, was just a plus. She was just great to him.

Bart was just heading to the creek that the train had stopped behind when Sasha stopped him, by spinning him arround and pulling him into her, making their lips push together tightly. Bart just kissed her back.

She broke the kiss with a smile. "By the way, I've met someone else. Thanks for the great time. See you arround."

Bart just stood there with his jaw on the ground as she walked away. This wasn't his first time being dumped on a train for another but this was the most surprising. He had thought she might be willing to join with him for children. But now she had refused everything he had to offer.

All Bart could do was walk down by the creek and sit down. He cried for a long time and then opened his book. He mumbled to himself quietly, "maybe some philosophy can help me forget."

 

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Manilanne

She walked around finding herself drawn the outskirts of the town where there was more greenery and trees. She was up in a tree scouting out the lay of the inner city when she spotted a man with a book. She scrambled silently down her muscles tensed as she crept silently nearer.

Manilanne had never learned to read herself, she could pick out trade marks and such but beyond that she hadn't cared much for tiny squiggle lines all over a smooth piece of paper.

He didn't look like much, but she just needed him to lay with her and then her tribe would continue. "Greetings," she was wearing her best leathers which covered most of her private parts and little else. Her red curly hair was clean but tangled and she had an athletic build.

 

[Bengal52]

Bart heard a voice and looked up. He almost dropped the book. There was a gorgeous woman ahead of him, wearing leather. He realized he must still be showing signs of the crying but couldn't do anything about it. His short hair was covered by his cap and his cloth clothes lain softly on him.

He was only stunned for a second before his trader instincts kicked in. "Greetings to you, great beauty. I don't believe we have met before this particular occasion. How may I assist you?"

 

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Manilanne

His words were very polite and she wondered if he was also a man of great learning. Manilanne was not used to such terms. Life in the tribe was simple straight forward. You asked for what you wanted and then settled to working out a trade. She cleared her throat gentle and stepped closer and held her hands out palms up to indicate she was not threatening.

"I wish to employ your services," the seer had not been specific but had said it might take some time before her tribe's survival was insured and she had no idea how long she would need to 'lay' with this man.

 

[Bengal52]

He watched her approach with open palms and smiled. "Which of my many services do you wish to employ? And what might you be interested in offering in a form of trade?"

 

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Manilanne

She had very few items that would be worth the trade and was debating which of her many skills might be worth his services. "I will require your presence in my bed until my tribe's future is secured." It was odd to consider herself a tribe of one, but with this man's help she could ensure the future of her tribe. She was unsure of the specifics, she had never gone on such a raid. She merely knew it involved laying together with a man and sometimes a child was created. "I can offer my services as a hunter and scouter while you fulfill your part."

 

[Bengal52]

His jaw hits the rock he's sitting on when she mentioned her bed. It only took him about half a second to be on his feet backing away. "You want me to be in your bed? Wait a second here. That is not something we usually trade and that is not something that you just ask for like that!"

 

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Manilanne

She was slightly puzzled he had been open to trade and now he refused to consider her offer. She had never been on a raid, though the more she thought about it, the more she thought about the word raid, perhaps the men resisted. She could easily overpower him. "Are your services unavailabe? Are you promised to another female? If so I will gladly fight her for you." She flexed her muscles slightly. "Or perhaps you wish something else in trade?" She paused and finally added, "I did not mean to insult, you asked what I wanted, I told you what I needed."

Manilanne was honestly considering just taking what she needed, but was unsure how to do so.

 

[Bengal52]

As he watched her flex her arms, he felt his cock responding. He couldn't help but notice this was something spectacular. She was nothing like any woman he had actually been with in bed, but she looked like something right out of his fantasies. The smile she was giving him, seemed to just mean she was going to take it anyways. "I am available but that is not the issue here. That is not something we usually trade. There is no need to fight for me. You did not insult me. Perhaps there is something else you need?"

 

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Manilanne

"Your availability is the point, is there something wrong with me?" she had a feeling he meant he only did so with civilized city women and she moved closer, ready to take him down at any moment and force him to lay with her. "I need nothing else, I am capable of taking care of myself." Her muscles twitched again as she looked him over like a piece of meat. "Do you require something special in trade?" she had heard traders use the line, but it's not for trade, in order to pump up the offer.

 

[Bengal52]

Bart kept backing away, trying not to show his intimidation at this woman but knowing she is trying his trader's calm. "There is nothing wrong with you. You have a very great body, one that would impress any man. I'm just not looking to trade myself."

He looked at her, not sure of how she would take that. "I don't need anything special, since that is not for trade."

 

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Manilanne

He was beginning to look like a skittish rabbit. She laughed a hearty sound that moved through her body. "Surely you jest with me, everything is for trade. Some are mereless priced beyond any one's ability to pay. Do you think yourself better than me?" She was ready to take him in a single move, "I know that men pay for such services from young women in the city." She was bluffing she had seen transactions going on between men and scantily clad women and them going off together and as no trade goods had been exchanged she assumed it was something else. Mannilane was not the type to be put off by this man.

She had set her sights on him and now she was determined to have him, whether he agreed to it or not.

 

[Bengal52]

Bart

He just keeps backing away, realizing how close she is getting. "There are people trained in that particular fashion, but I am not one of them. I do not offer myself for trades. Perhaps you should go into town and find someone who is trained for it?"

 

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Manilanne

"I do not want someone else, I want your services," she calmed her voice, hoping to lull him into a false sense of security. "You are just making yourself more appealing by resisting," she said so softly that he had to move closer to hear her.

Manilanne was mentally going over the best ways to subdue him, and was thinking about what she would restrain him with. After all she didn't want to injure him in any way that would hinder his abilities.

 

[Bengal52]

Bart leaned forward just barely and heard enough of her last statement to decide he had had enough of this. He stopped for a second, preparing himself. "Sorry, but I don't have anything to offer you then."

Bart turn and start to run, thinking he might get away. As he turned to look where he was going, a large brown object appeared directly in front of his eyes. His last sight was of blurred brown and green as the darkness filled his head.

 

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Manilanne

She smiled at her good fortune as the young man made a run for it and smacked into a tree branch. She picked him up like a rag doll and carried him to a secluded area of the forrest she had found earlier when scouting.

She removed his clothes quickly and set them aside, there was nothing of value there. She used her own garment to bind his legs together so he could not run again, gagged his mouth so he would not scream, and chained his hands together to limit his range of motion. She sat naked on a nearby rock and was combing her hair when she heard him moving.

 

[Bengal52]

He slowly started to become aware of his surroundings. His eyes were just barely clear. He couldn't see much yet. He tried to stretch out, finding it very difficult. He tried to move his hands and found them bound. He tried to stand up but found his legs were tied too. He turned his head and found the woman sitting nude on the rock by him. HE tried to say something but found himself gaged.

 

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Manilanne

She turned to look him over, smiling watching him struggle. She leaned over him pinning him between her strong legs. "There is no one to hear you scream, but I did not want you to hurt yourself." She leaned forward and slowly untied the gag, "When you wouldn't trade in good faith, I will now have to take what I need." The gag was now freed and she checked his bonds for chafing or bruising.

 

[Bengal52]

He watches her closely as she unties the gag. As she moved to check the bonds, he looks arround. All he sees are trees and a pile of clothes. One glance at the pile and he realizes there are two people's there. He looks down at himself, finding his own body bare. He looks directly at the woman. "What did I do to you to deserve all this? Why did you choose me?"

 

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Manilanne

"Is it really that important to know? Knowledge can be a dangerous thing." She sat back on top of him, preventing him from sitting up. "Are you hungry? you will need to keep up your strength for tonight." The sky is just begining to turn colors as the sun nears the horizon.

 

[Bengal52]

He looks at her, feeling his arrousal at her handling of him. her red hair doesn't help any. He's had fantasies about red haired women but never like this. He knows his cock is responding to her being on him.

Even with all this he still hears most of her message. He looks at her in desperation. "What do you mean tonight? Why do I need my strength? What is happening tonight?"

 

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Manilanne

"Tonight is just the begining," she smiled as she spoke wriggling a little on him, for some reason anything any of her sisters had ever said about being with a man went through her mind. Some had said it was like riding a horse, others mentioned being hung like a horse, she suddenly realized she had seen all sorts of animals mating and how it worked. She also recalled all the herblore about how to increase virility for animals, she remembered her queen saying, 'It works on men too, just adjust the dose for their body weight.'

Manilanne, was begining to enjoy this, it was just like breaking a wild stallion. She smiled again and noticed that her dark wine colored nipples were crinkling to form a hard bud upon each golden breast.

 

[Bengal52]

He feels her wiggling ontop of him. Its turning him on even more. Man, if she keeps that up, she will realize how well hung I am. I might never get away then. The desperation shows in his voice as he says, "What is happening tonight?"

He moves arround under her, trying to get away. He realizes how well tied he is but doesn't stop, although he feels his cock hit her back as she restraints his movements again.

 

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Manilanne

"I think I'll get you something to eat," she stood slowly before stepping away taking one last look at him, noticing his maleness is rising. "I choose wisely," she picked up he shirt and put it on and used a piece of her own garment as a belt. "I'll be back before dark. I would not move if I were you, there are wild animals out at night." She smiled and left, the thrill of the hunt added to the strange excitment in the pit of her stomach and the hard nubs on her breasts.

She collected the herbs she needed, fresh water, and a fresh kill. When she cam back to the small clearing she took off the shirt and quickly built a fire and set the meat to cook. She liberally seasoned it, drank her portion of water. Then she crumbled the rest of herbs into the water and stirred. She set it above the fire to steap for a while before taking it out to cool.

She checked the restraints, he had struggled but there was no injuries. "What shall I call you?"