Amazon Series: Part VI -- The Olympic Champion’s memoir

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I was the only Amazon who won in the Olympic Games.  We attended the 
game only once.  Our team was small.  I won the champion in 
wrestling.  We got two second places and four third places in other 
areas.  It was excellent performance for a team of fourteen.  
Afterwards, the males did not want us to attend any more.  It was a 
pity.  I would like to let them see how we can compete and defeat 
them on equal terms.



The rules were simple.  Everyone competed in nude, no clothes 
allowed.  Anything was permitted.  The one who surrendered or was 
pushed out of the circle lost.  Most men shaved their heads.  I cut 
my hair very short.  Everyone put oil on the body to make it hard for 
the opponent to grab.  After a round, the winners drew lots to get 
the next opponent.



The first three rounds was easy.  Then I defeated the other Amazon, 
Joann, in the fourth round.  I faced the champion of Athens in the 
semi-final.  He was about my size, but stronger.  We were about equal 
in skill.  But he was definitely stronger.  We had been wrestling for 
a while.  He twisted my arm.  I fell, pulling him down.  Goddess 
smiled on me that day.  His balls fell on my left knee.  As he 
retched and nursed his balls, I pushed him out of the circle easily.



I faced the champion of Sparta in the final.  He was a lot bigger 
than me.  Judging from the way he handled his opponents, he was also 
a lot stronger.   He also had the biggest cock in the Olympic Games.  
I watched a lot of games other than wrestling.  This Spartan 
wrestling champion beat them all.  Now, his twelve inch cock was 
fully erect.  That did not surprise me.  I was stunningly beautiful 
then.  My slim body contrasted sharply with my big firm breasts.  My 
long legs ended in a thick golden brush.  Every one of my male 
opponents was aroused.  So were many audience.  



I knew I would lose.  He was too strong and skillful.  His opponents 
were all too easy.  He did not use his full strength to dispose of 
them.  But he had other ideas.  He was going to broke me in front of 
everyone.  He was going to show male superiority to the world.  He 
was dragging out the match.  He was squeezing my breasts, sucking one 
and then the other.  He pinned my arms above my head and freed one 
hand to roam my body.  Then he was ready to deliver the final 
insult.  He grabbed both my hands and held them above my head.  Then 
he forced open my legs.  He was going to rape me slowly in front of 
everyone.  His huge cock was rubbing its way up my left leg.  If I 
did not do something soon, it would be inside me.  



Panic gave me the inhuman strength.  I twisted my wrist and broke 
free.  I hit his balls hard.  His arms lost their strength.  His body 
rolled into a ball.  He tried to hold his balls and nurse them.  But 
I was faster.  I grabbed his balls first and squeezed them hard.  He 
almost screamed but managed to hold it back.  He knew he lost.  He 
quickly whispered he surrendered.  But I had none of that.  I was in 
charge.  I was going to drag it out for the whole world to see.  I 
was going to have my sweet revenge for trying to rape me.  And I told 
him.



I squeezed his balls again and again.  He was  totally helpless.  I 
relaxed my grip, massaging his balls.  He tried to make a quick 
move.  I squeezed hard.  He limped.  I got on top of him, rubbing my 
pussy against his leg.  Everyone thought that I was raping him.  His 
cock was still hard.  It was very erotic for him to rub his well 
oiled body against mine.  After a while, I got up, still holding his 
balls.  I began to masturbate him slowly.  Everyone could see it 
now.  I brought him to the brink and stopped, giving him a hard 
squeezed on the balls instead.  Then I dragged him up by his balls.  
He resisted.  I sweetly told him to obey or I would crush his balls.  
The whole stadium was in stunned silence except the five Amazons.  I 
led him by his balls around the circle three times.  



Finally, I decided that I humiliated him enough.  It was time to end 
the match and claim the championship.  I squeezed his balls hard.  He 
fell to the ground.  I followed him.  Suddenly I felt one ball go pop 
in my hand.  A second later, the other ball also burst.  I felt 
electric excitement through my body. I let go of his ball sac.  He 
was rolling on the ground.  I stood up and put a foot on his ass.  
Then I raised my arms in victory salute.  



There was one more thing to do.  I pushed him out of the circle.