The story about Amazons goes back around the 6th – 7th centuries B. C., a possible myth-historical people of females who chose to rule a matriarchal society in which males were used only to propagate new generations. All male children were reared separately with patriarchal societies while the female children were reared by the exclusive matriarchal society of Amazons. There are many named locations for the origins of the Amazons, primarily Scythia and Ionia. The Greeks mention this race of warrior women and interacted with them, quite often in wars. With this as the setting for the story, this has to be taken into consideration: The patterns of their language then is not the same as our modern day English, and many of the speeches and formal, public announcements are similar to modern day Masses, Liturgical Litanies, and public speeches. Since the general public was uneducated, teachers such as Socrates, Aristotle, and Plato taught them knowledge of their world and the outer world, too, on street corners or public squares.
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Months had passed since Natazia, who had survived a shipwreck on her way from her homeland of Georgia to Greece, had been rescued by a group of women warriors and taken to Thermodon, the capital city of Amazonia where she was initiated into the Sisterhood. These were pleasant months during which time Natazia learned their lifestyle and mores, and she met many of the women in person, some of whom were just in friendship, but there were quite a few with whom she shared a bed and made love as was her choice as a free woman living among them.
Queen Hippolyte had told Natazia on the very first day when she invited her to become a guest in her household that this was their custom. The Queen made this gracious invitation to Natazia because there was no one with whom she shared her home, and she had taken an instant liking to her for several reasons, one being that she was young and beautifully exotic. Her second reason was that even though she had paid staff in her home both during the days as well as the nights who did the shopping, the cleaning of her home, the cooking of her meals, and the tending to her personal needs and comforts as befitting a Queen, she had no one with whom she was personally attached and with whom she might share a lovemaking liaison. Being Queen could be very lonely, and so the Queen hoped Natazia just might be that special someone in her life to change all that.
However, even though her wish became reality and Natazia shared Hippolyte's home and bed, she was free to share the beds of other women. In this way Natazia learned more techniques in the art of loving women since each one had her own likes and dislikes in lovemaking that helped them have their orgasms. Some women were straightforward and wanted to go for her orgasm right from the start. Others enjoyed foreplay, letting the emotions and feelings build before working towards their orgasms. There were other likes and dislikes, too, such as, some women enjoyed being fucked with dildos while others did not, and some enjoyed being fucked in their assholes either with fingers or dildos. Going to the extreme, there were the few who enjoyed, and were able, to be fisted in both vagina and asshole.
These were the lessons Natazia had to learn, and this could happen only by making love with many women and not just one so that she would become experienced in the art of lovemaking.
Natazia also helped Hippolyte inside their home, doing special treatments that made it personal such as making sure there were wildflowers in beautiful clay vases decorated with figures of Amazon women in action such as riding horses, shooting arrows, wrestling one another, and fighting against men who dared attack them. These paintings depicted the arts of war in which Amazons were quite adept.
It was a pleasant life for Natazia since her initiation into the sisterhood when she became a part of the Amazonian way of life.
The sun rose and set in the heavens each day of her life there, and Mother Moon had gone two full cycles, not showing herself when she was new, then showing herself in ever-growing crescent quarters until she was half, and finally showing her full orb in the ebon sky. Naturally, within each full cycle of the moon, Natazia had her bleeding days as did all the young women in Amazonia.
It was after two full cycles of the moon when Hippolyte asked Natazia to go with her into the great room on which was a beautiful, white, marble floor. There were two long seats with raised arms covered in royal blue, padded silk facing one another and other chairs and lounges similar in design. There was a large, magnificent, marble fireplace on the southern wall that had sitting lions on either side. Beautiful tapestries hung on either side of the fireplace and on the other solid wall as well. Each one had decorations of Amazonian women displaying their prowess in the arts of war. The other two walls of the great room opened onto the outside so one could look the walkways and see some of the massive, white, columns of Greek design that supported the arched roofs of Hipplolyte's palace and enjoy sunrises and sunsets since the room was oriented especially for that purpose. There were also candle stands placed all over the great room to be used accordingly as one desired.
"Let's sit here, Natazia," Hippolyte said as she leaned down and patted a spot with her hand on one of the long benches.
Natazia sat down, and Hippolyte sat down beside her, taking Natazia's hand into hers and placing it onto her lap.
"Natazia, my dear, are you happy living here with me?" the Queen asked seriously.
Natazia was taken aback by the Queen's question, thinking maybe she had done something wrong or had offended her in some way, but she answered, "Oh, Hippolyte, I've been very happy living here with you, and I still marvel that you asked me to do so on the first day I was brought her by Maroula and the other five warriors the day I was received into your presence with all the women gathered in the Assembly Hall. It was also the day my reception into your midst was done that involved my kneeling at your feet and eating your pussy," answered Natazia.
Hippolyte smiled warmly, remembering how wonderful Natazia had made love to her vulva and how powerful was her orgasm that shot down streams of ejaculate from the two openings in her vulva, her vagina and urethra, into Natazia's mouth that she willingly swallowed until the Queen was drained of her pussy cream and love juices.
Hippolyte also recalled Natazia's answer when she asked her if she would like to live with her: She said, "Yes." Now Hippolyte was comfortable and bold enough to ask Natazia another, more significant question, a question that could change both of their lives if Natazia gave her the right answer.
"Natazia, Dear, would you agree to becoming my adopted daughter?"
Hippolyte saw the surprised look on Natazia's face, and she knew her answer would not be forthcoming immediately, that she had to think about it.
During that time Hippolyte explained to Natazia, "I do not know whether you wondered or not about not seeing or hearing about my having any children, but you held your tongue because of who I am. However, I want you to know the gods did not bless me with children, and so throughout all these years my womb has been barren. That is one reason I have asked you to be my adopted daughter, to be the daughter I never had, to be the joy of my life. I ask this from the depths of my heart and soul."
Still in shock, Natazia finally answered the Queen, "Oh, Hippolyte, you do me a great honor to ask such a lowly one as I to become your adopted daughter. Your having invited me to be a part of your household seemed more than the greatest honor you could bestow on me, but this. This is beyond my comprehension."
Queen Hippolyte brushed the back of Natazia's hand soothingly with her fingers and looked deeply into her eyes, "You must know, Natazia, since you have come to live with me, I have already grown to love you as a daughter. Now, I want to make it official so that all might know. Please say yes?"
With tears running down her cheeks, Natazia answered Hippolyte's question emotionally, "How could I say know to you my queen and the woman I have come to love also?"
