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Thecia, The Amazon Queen, Takes Her Prize (Three male captives are now down to one. Captured by sultry Amazonian warriors called "the hungry ones" (so named by the frightened natives), the first male has already been slain for losing the "distance contest" mandated by Thecia, the beautiful Queen of the Amazons. My second rival was slain soon after when he failed in "endurance", part two of Thecia's sexual olympics for the vanquished. Finally, only I was left. Thecia has promised a "journey into heaven" for the one male remaining. It is my "luck" to serve has her "servant cock" for the evening - to do with as She wishes.) I was led by 2 of your Warriors into your private chambers, away from the curious eyes of your Hungry Ones. With each warrior placing her knife at my ribs and throat, they roughly tied my arms and legs to the corners of a cold marble dais. The dais was similar in size to a weight lifting bench, and it allowed for perfect access and total restraint. The guards then tightly bound each of my balls with a strong twine. You laughed aloud and informed me that the twine was made from the finely woven ball sack of previous 'sacrifices'. I shuddered at the word, "sacrifice" and my balls bulged obscenely. With my head hanging upside down over the edge of the marble, You entered. You stood with legs spreads, silouhetted in the doorway, dressed in your striking corset of black leather and gold. The gold plate on your abdomen had a cutout to reveal your perfect navel and the armor ended in a point- pointing directly at the top of your beautiful shaven pussy A curved jeweled dagger sparkled in the soft light on your right thigh boot. My cock twitched involuntarily at the cruelly beautiful spectre you presented and my balls, fearing what was to come, tightened of themselves. Your appearance was both breathtaking and frightening. With a cruel smile on your sensuous lips, You moved directly forward so as to put your regal pussy within a foot of my tilted-back face. "I promised you 'Heaven' if you were victorious in the 1st two contests. And Heaven you shall have." She held some dark green leaves in her hand and placed 2 leaves in my mouth. "Chew this slowly, she commanded. It is very potent. Like cocoa leaves, but much more stimulating!" A shudder ran from my head to my toes as she walked her pussy right up to my eyes and pressed a few leaves into my mouth. She began to chew a few leaves herself and slowly continued to speak. "I will have ALL of you tonite. All that is, that makes you a man. Your balls' ability to shoot sperm to reach me, is very commendable. And to able to refrain from cumming shows good endurance as well. Tonite, you will be tested to the limit." You shifted your legs slightly in order to rest your pussy directly over my mouth. Reaching down, your left hand grasped both of my testicles and squeezed firmly. "Balls of such power as these, I must claim for my own!" With that, You began to rub your moist slit back and forth on my lips, while burying my nose in the sweet crack of your ass. "Eat!", you commanded. As my tongue began to taste the clear nectar on the outer lips of your slit, You placed your sharp knife blade in your right hand directly against my my neck! With my balls in your left hand and a knife to my throat in your right, I needed no further encouragement. The strange drug leaves were having their effect. Your scent and taste were intoxicating! My heart began to pound faster in my chest as I savored your juices down my vulnerable throat. My cock twinged violently back and forth and grew rigid. With my cock straight up, You released my balls in order to push more of those evil Demon leaves into my mouth, briefly diverted from its duties. You motioned your guards to move up on either side of the table, so that they could easily reach my balls. With a nod from You, unseen by me, each warrior took her razor sharp knife and made a single thin slit on each tightly trussed ball. My drugged mind was feverishly intent on licking your Royal Slit, and I felt I had only been scratched. I could not see the thin streak of crimson blood, forming on either ball skin. You instructed a guard to tilt both balls back to afford you a better view. The sight of my blood on my captive nuts excited you greatly. With the same beautiful hand that had so recently fed me, You shoved a few more leaves into your mouth. I felt some small pain from the growing pain in my balls, but the drug made me ignore it completely. Burying my face in your pussy and ass, I licked your sweet gash like a man possessed. Our hearts seemed to pound as one while blood pumped and surged through my head and cock. Pressing your knife tighter against my neck, Your head rocked in ectasy. You nodded to your warriors to push both balls out with their thumbs and pull the cords tightly out. I winced but, in drugged frenzy, continued to lick at the precious treasure that I had so longed for. "Now, I wish to have my first taste of tonite's harvest!", you cried. Bring me the 'little brother first!" With that, one warrior quickly slashed the cord of my smaller nut, and gave it to You. The action was done like it was practiced many times before. Like a greedy child, You hungrily took my severed nut up to your mouth and began to suck and nibble on it. Sucking the ball's tip in your mouth, you slowly changed positions and moved to kneel, directly between my legs, your face inches from my twitching cock and exposed remaining ball. The pulsing of my cock veins was plainly visible before you - bulging in rythym to my racing heart. My chest heaved in rapid shallow breaths and this seemed to please you. "Your ball meat tastes so sweet!," you declared. "but it must be prepared, with honey and almonds, to enjoy later. To enjoy, as I claim your remaining ball." You reluctantly passed my raw ball to a guard for preparation and stared intently at my throbbing cock. You wore a hungry cold stare on your face - both evil and beautiful. I thought I could hear the sizzle of a wok in the distance, but gave it no thought. "You have no doubt heard of my one requirement - to taste the last output of the balls I take. It is no rumor-it is my Right as Queen!" With that, you lower your full lips to my raging cockhead and slowly begin to suck upon my helmet. On command, one guard pulls my head up so I may better watch you, while sucking expertly on my left nipple. Meanwhile, the other guard places her knife once again to my throat, and sucks upon the other nipple. Frenzied with fear and lust, I watch, helpless, as you feast upon my rigid cock and begin to squeeze my remaining ball, dangling on its cord. You work methodically, lickly and sucking the entire length of my shaft, while increasing your pressure on my juicy large ball. Mesmerized, I could not believe that I was about to feed the Goddess the last semen my balls would ever produce. A huge tide began to build throughout my body and I came in thick creamy spurts of hot sperm down your hungry throat. You gagged slightly and hot ball sauce escaped your mouth to drape, like a trophy, on your chin. Exhausted, I watched as You stayed like that for a few moments, wracked by wave after wave of shattering orgasms. Moments pass in a swirling haze as I exit Time and Space. When my senses start to return, my face is again buried in a hungry pussy, this time, of the exquisite guard who had slit and cut me earlier. This "revival by pussy" was a long-practiced art by the Hungry Ones-used to make captives more 'warm and useful' to their Queen. My cock was again almost 3/4th rigid when I heard your voice. Feeling my awakening, your guard dismounted my face and held my head up so I could better look at you. While I was unconscious, an attendent had bought you my cooked, smallest ball - coated with honey, crushed almonds, and some breaded or batter coating. I watch you nibbling on your exotic treat with a look of distracted bliss on your face. I watched in a trance as you consumed most of my ball. "This little one tastes fine, but I think i can squeeze more nectar out the big one that still works!" With that, you changed position and straddled my thighs, facing me. Pulling at my large remaining nut, dangling on its cord, you pushed it deeply into your pussy lips while stroking my cock with your other hand. The pleasure mixed with pain was indescribable as I watched you squeeze my ball tightly with the strong muscles of your love canal. You sucked and nibbled on the honeyed ball as you thrashed your pussy back and forth. You began to consume it in small bites and continued speaking. "Do you know that I could sever this ball' s cord by just pushing down on my armor and turning my pussy? The sharp point on my armor down there is razor sharp and would easily cut that ball off. But not just yet, my pet. I want one more thing from you." You paused to let your words sink in, and then continued speaking. "I want to cut your last ball off while I am fucking you -- deeply... Would you like that, my pet?" In a daze of lust, I murmurred a slight protest - my drugged brain did not know how to reply. A look of displeasure flashed across your face as you withdrew my last ball from your pussy by its cord and proceeded to spread your pussy lips wide over my cock. Seated facing me, you placed both hands around my neck as your pussy slid down fully on my cock. Squeezing my throat roughly, You began to writhe, rythmically, in a kind of delerium, your pert breasts and nipples jutting out over your gold breastplate. "I want you to beg me to take your ball, slave. Tell me that you want me to take it!" Before I could respond, you left one hand around my throat and slapped my face with an unnoticed leather strap in your other. Crack! "Will you sacrifice your ball to me, slave?", You moaned as You continued to ride my rigid cock. "Anything, my Queen," I whispered. "Louder! Say it! 'Take my ball, my Queen- I offer it to you!" Crack! You slapped my face again with the strap as your other hand clutched, still harder on my throat. I could feel the guard streching my ball by its cord and knew that the moment was coming soon. A torrent of hot magma was building inside my cock and remaining ball and I knew that I would give You anything that your evil heart desired. "Yes- Yes! My Queen - Take it! I give it to you in tribute!", I shouted, staring directly into your cold, burning eyes. Arching your back, you fully shoved your pussy down hard until it bottomed on the root of my cock. Reaching for your knife, you pounded down hard for several more strokes, waving the blade wildly, and came in violent shudders. My cock shot blast after blast of hot cum deep within your womb. At that instant, you struck! With a skill honed by much practice , you slashed your curved blade upward, in one quick deadly move, behind your back. Your slash cut straight through my slender cord and the juicy ball you demanded fell, cleanly, into the newly-bloody glove of your guard. Our eyes locked at that moment. It was a moment frozen midway between Heaven and Hell. I screamed in lust, pain, and horror as I saw the cruel look of triumph that shone in your eyes. Tears flooded my eyes as l watched the guard hand you your Regal prize. You continued to rock, in Triumph, back and forth on my cock and began to chew on the large raw ball you had just claimed. It was no longer mine- it was Yours. At this point, I mercifully lost consciousness. My last sight was of you tearing my ball in half with your front teeth. All of me that mattered to you was, now, finally Yours. G (in tribute to Thecia) |