Savana Sunset:
Prologue:
Ashanti (Pro)
"What do you want?"
"For men to misuse their women and for women to mistrust their men and shun their feel,
For both to go a separate path
And the discord to end their line on my behalf.
The lineage of men will fall at my heel." Dark words and eerie chills grabbed tightly on the frail women as she woke.
"Ashanti, I dream of him again. Go now, go to your friends and end this nightmare."
The frail women's granddaughter stood at the door and then her bed side. Sliver white hair short and deadly, black charcoal skin covering a beautiful muscular Ashanti. The daughter of the tribe's chieftain would often rest the body of her spear behind her breasts, a very determined woman who is extremely close to nature, riding her great lion Rafa into battle she secured her tribe and village's place in the savannahs for many more years as her forefather had done the same. Although her tribe breeds women strong enough to hunt and fight they however are not allowed to succeed leadership of the tribe, this angers Ashanti as she knows that her younger brother Ashondu is far from the great leader their father was. She however is betrothed to Oxenni, prince just outside her village; his domain unlike the village is made of stone, mortar and, mud walls in the colour of sand just as the first stronghold of the three goddesses when Asthanthea first appeared in our realm and some say perhaps it was once one of their strong hold, but many people know that the city was built only 300 years ago whereas the goddess came to earth about ten thousand or was it fifteen thousand years ago?
Ashanti (I)
The sands crept through her toes like the snakes through the valley creeks as she climbed off Rafa's back with her battle prize, a treacherous ivory hunter who hunts for sport and gold. She pulled on the chain bringing him with her as she bought him to her father.
"Come on sweet bird let us not do this, let us fuck underneath the dragon blood trees"
Rafa snapped at him, causing a visible chill to go up his spin.
"Father I have found another poacher."
"Excellent! My little lioness, bring him to Draguro, he shall keep the worm in the daugeon"
The proud and smirking Ashanti handed over the scum to her father's men.
"I want you to interrogate him with N'zira"
N'zira was the tribe's witch doctor, physic and head mistress of magic. From the day she was born her life that been dedicated to that of servitude, she was thier Heks. Her life was pro-long to five-hundred years onward from her eighteenth birthday when the old Heks had passed away at the age of Five hundred and eighteen.
"Before I start to play with my prize I must visit Ashondu" She thought to herself. After climbing the ladder into the kingdom of elaborate mazes filled with huts and heavy wooden fortresses she arrived at Ashondu's small palace hut. As his' sister Ashanti knew all the ways to open the locked doors. There she found her brother's bare ass in the air as he pumped his cock into a girl's pussy with another one licking his balls.
"Ashondu, Ashondu my pussy is erupting!"
"Ahem, Ashondu?"
"Shit. Girls I would like to introduce my lovely sister."
Both girls that had been pleasing Ashondu scurried out, as he grabbed what little clothe near him to hide his now flaccid cock.
"My brother I ride soon to Atsanthia, to fight the dark forces that gather there."
"And when you return you become a whore for that prince behind those stone walls. Tell me sister, will he respect animals and be one with nature as you are? Or will I have to start questioning your commitments to our way as well?"
Ashanti was enraged and pushed Ashondu to the wall of his room.
"Our way is to survive! Just like nature and because I am a women I will not be able to rule the tribe so I do what I must to ensure our survival."
Ashanti let go of her with a sigh.
"I'm sorry, I had a tiring day with hunting hunters."
As Ashanti walked out, her brother called back to her.
"It is true, you have much the spirit of the lionesses but I wonder if you have a sexual prowess of one as well" The joke bought a smirk to Ashanti's face.
Geileis (I)
Far across the seas near the shores of Athanthia Geileis and her younger sister Boudicca walked upon the grassy path surrounded by trees.
"So when you went away ten years ago this is where you came?"
"Yes Bouddie, this is more or less where I came"
"I hate being called that"
Geileis had dirty blonde hair, a toned body and would wear dark red leather bra with clothes hanging down so only parts of her stomach would be seen and a gigantic belts with three gold ring buckles and skirt hanging down to cover her lady parts. She would have two small daggers, a short sword and an axe. Although she was feisty she was also very protective of her younger sister. Boudicca was slightly shorter than Geileis and younger by ten years making her eighteen years of age. She has blonde curly near the end. Her choice of weapon is a sword much longer than her sister's riddled with worn down runes of a foreign language. She wears a red leather jacket/ corset with laces down the middle and a skirt of fur. Naïve, energetic and always quick to see the good in people much to her sister's concern.
"On wards you cunts!" The voice boomed and caught the attention of the two sisters.
A trail of women in chain escorted by five orcs came into view but right at the end was a young man who had the most chains around him.
"Hold, sister" Geileis used her hand to stop Boudicca from doing anything to rash.
"C',mon, we have to do something"
"Ok Boudicca, their heading the opposite way and I saw a place where I think they might rest, we can set up an ambush and if that does not work then we strike them on the move."
A while later after tracking them to the nearby rest point Geileis' theory was proven true.
"Aright you worms sit your selves down" The shorter orccess ordered.
The same orccess moved towards Mike who was the young man at the end of the convoy.
"It's a piety really, we're about the same age. If only we were the same race we could be together."
"I would never be an orc like you." Mike spat back at her.
"I suppose so, maybe I could be those human girls with their maiden hood values." She stood up and began to mock the captive humans even more.
"Oh look at me I'm a maiden, a precious flower. I hope I don't get fucked at the tavern because I might not be able to marry a lord." She began prancing in a sea of laughter, clapping and cheering. As the women lowered their heads in sorrow and anger.
"Ok on three. One-two-three"
Out of the bushes came the sisters with swords swinging and the captives anticipating release. Gliese took down two orcs and was on her third as Boudicca stood above her one defeated foe, battling the shorter orcess. As Gliese claimed another victim of her sword she ran toward her sister who had been aided by Mike. Kicking the shorter orcess behind her knee while Geileis subdued her as Boudicca disarmed the defeated foe.
"Allow me to finish her, my fair maidens."
"We are not maidens and whether we are fair could be debated" Said Geileis to Mike.
"Besides, she was meant to be mine" Boudicca smiled at Mike.
The Orcess moved her head between each of them as they argued and then she took her chance.
"Spare me; Spare me for I am worth as much to you as gold, I am of course Exiguus Cunnis Bellator daughter to the lieutenant of the battalion."
Everyone looked puzzled.
Ashanti (II)
"So we make him cum and drink from the bowl and then he is under the truth spell?"
"Indeed my little flower"
Back in the village cell N'zira and Ashanti began to interrogate the poacher.
N'zira herself had long dark blue hair and slightly lighter skin; she looked the same age as the day of her coronation as the village witch.
N'zira took the gagged poacher's cock in her mouth and started working it, using her spits to make it as wet as possible while Ashanti stepped behind him and started kissing his neck and face. Rubbing his balls and where N'zira mouth was not. Soon Ashanti went to a table to pick up a golden strap on about eight to twelve inches long, with another small bowl full of oil she lube to up again and stood behind the poacher.
He's eyes opened wide, and muffed screams were audible. N'zira carried on sucking the cock as if nothing happened while Ashanti started fucking the porcher ass.
"This is not a dragon blood tree but I think it is still a nice place to fuck" she taunted him.
N'zira took the cock out of her mouth and kissed the tip then held up the scared bowl as Ashanti began stroking the cock.
The poacher had now become accustomed to the strap on inside of him.
"Aragg," the poacher ejaculated into the bowl.
As N'zira stood up to being the bowl to his mouth Ashanti open the gag and held his mouth open.
"Now shall go the lies"
N'zira began chanting something in an incomprehensible language and then paused to look as Ashanti, who continued the chant.
"And now shall come the truth." They both finished together.
Ashanti took the toy out with an audible plop.
"Now then, where did you come from? Who sent who? Who paid you? Do you have friends out here?"
The poacher stared at the girls. "Near the shores of the land, the soon to be new orcish empire, the harlot green queen."
He took longer pause.
"I had a squad of handlers escort me to collect bones of sacred animals."
Ashanti gave a deep stare.
"Orcs! there are more orcs"
In a rush of hurry Ashanti run out and called upon her great ion Rafa, near the gates of the village is where she was reunited with the lion as she mounted him through the opening gates.
Through the savannah he raced with Ashanti gripping firmly on the saddle.
Finally she had found what remains of poacher's encampment; on foot she inspects the ground.
"Hmm, it does seem like more than one person had been here for some time, how did I miss this the first time?" She thought to herself.
Rafa growled as a spear shot through the sky and hit the ground, had Ashanti not moved then she would be dead.
"Hold fast, Rafa"
"So you're the bitch who nabbed our poacher?"
From behind some trees emerged about ten orcess.
"Where are the sacred bones? Talk now foul beasts!"
"Those bones are smuggled half away across the ocean by now; we're just the clean-up crew."
As the words left the orcess' mouth she attacked with her warriors, and so did Ashanti. Her spear block this swords and she managed to put in a couple of non-lethal jabs on multiple orcess then she finished off four at a time.
Rafa himself was quite the warrior, three orcess were his victims.
"Now only you three remain, surrender now and have a merciful judgement else..."
Ashanti's was denied the ability to continue talking as all three charged at her. Rafa managed to knock out two but the leader of the squad slipped through. Both warriors danced around each other with quite skill but it remained the orcess as victor. On the floor Ashanti laid with an orc spear at her throat.
"Pussy cat, came any further and your rider dies."
Rafa looked at Ashanti and stood still.
"Now let me play with this pussy before I depart."
