***Chapter two introduces the Amazonians, all characters in this Chapter are above 18***
The Kingdom of Amazonia was never a true kingdom but more barbaric land where tribes formed and dissolved everyday. To the other kingdoms, Amazonia should have died out decades ago since the unisex futanari abominations could not reproduce, but every kingdom has it's secrets, and Amazonia's was the massive underground import of human slaves that were so desired throughout the land. Human slaves in Amazonia were just resources in the barbaric riverlands.
Clara the Young was not a powerful tribe leader, if anything she was a "Cock Sleeve", the lowest member of the tribe, even lower than the human slaves, as the "Pregnants" served a real purpose to the tribe. She was a unisex too, with no vagina, unlike the rarer bisex (penis and vagina) futanari who could get pregnant and were revered members of the tribe, "Cock Queens" they were called. Although most tribes were led by unisex "Cock Kings", huge muscular voluptuous creatures like the famous Gladiatrix the Tower, with cocks so large they sometimes had to be harnessed. Clara, a skinny unisex girl was lucky to be alive in tribe hierarchy of Amazonia, and serving as a disposable cock sleeve was all she could aspire to. Her green eyes and blonde hair made her a rarity amongst the darker haired tribesfuta, her B cups tits an amusement for the pillow chested warriors, her small tight ass a target every futa cock tried to destroy.
The thirteen member tribe was leading a convoy across the muddy banks of a unnamed river, as cartography wasn't something the Amazonians cared for. "Medusa's Shaft", Clara's tribe, led by the seven foot monster Cry-For-Me the Ripper, a dark skinned red eyed futa killing machine. Cry-For-Me was at the front of the convoy riding her massive rhino, with a human slave lying supine in front of her saddle, being fucked with the motive of impregnation. Behind her were her two lieutenants, Jackal the Stupid and Tight Ass the Raped, riding two huge horses to match their sizes, with the tribe "Cock Queen" between them on her beautiful white horse. Deliana the Double, a relatively small bisex futanari, incredibly curvy with long blonde hair and blue eyes. She rode her horse with both juicy tits always hanging out of her dress in public, in case any of the higher tribe members required some of her sweet milk. Deliana had two thick seven inch cocks which she had out dangling while she rode, with cock heads so beautifully juicy, they were Clara's favorite sight. She had only one child who had died, during an attack to the tribe after she joined, and hadn't had any children since. Her role in the tribe was troubling and dangerous, especially since Cry-For-Me fucked her every night without fail, banning the other tribe members from fucking her because she insisted on having Deliana's eldest child as her own. A bisex's eldest child was a coveted position, unlike the other slaveborn children of humans women. Some of the lower quality seed futa had also impregnated human women who delivered children of either male or female sex born. Being a female meant slavery in Amazonia, being a male meant worse. The rest of the tribe consisted of lesser futas with who served as hunters and gatherers for the tribe, usually smaller than the leaders but not as small as a Cock Sleeve.
Clara did not have a mount of her own, and often had to ride with a hunter-gatherer unless a higher member asked for her presence. Usually the futanari riders let her be if riding fast was required, but on a leisurely ride like this across the river, her asshole had Jackal the Stupid inside of it. She was moaning loudly while being fucked roughlly, while looking towards the middle of the pack where Diliana's big milky tits were bouncing and so were her two engorged thick cocks. Jackal was fucking Clara hard and fast, digging her (relatively small) nine inch cock deep into Clara's tight ass. The tribe seemed to have little worry for Clara's back door, claiming "The Young" should be able to "take it" and prevent getting loose as fast. The problem for Clara was that Jackal was too rough in other ways too; she would choke her without mercy during the fuck, slap her and spank her constantly, shake her like a plaything, and be verbally abusive. Clara hated that, missing the sensual fucks Tight Ass the Raped used to give her, pinching her small nipples while slowly exploring her ass with her thick ten inch cock. Her and Tight Ass had been together as part of another tribe, the "Beautiful Future", a cave based tribe who lived in peace amongst other peaceful tribes. Tight Ass had another name during that time, serving as a leader for the "Beautiful Future". They were mostly bisex in the tribe, but the unisex futa were treated equally. Things were supposedly great until Cry-For-Me attacked, killing Clara's parents during the raid. Tight Ass was raped by Cry-For-Me's entire tribe, while her bisex sisters were being captured. Most bisex had been sold or killed throughout the years, Tight Ass was kept as a trophy for Cry-For-Me. She had endured much and more keeping Clara alive after the raid, and when Clara was an adult she fell in love with Tight Ass. Their love had been tender and beautiful, but Cry-For-Me found out, and banned Tight Ass from ever being alone with Clara again. Clara's days of tender love were replaced with rough horseback fucks only.
Jackal let out a loud satisfied groan while filling Clara with her seed. Clara felt Jackal's sharp nails dig into her neck as seed started splurting out of her ass. A couple of rough pumps after and Jackal was done with her sleeve. "Double!" Jackal cried out, "Take this pile of bones and let it ride with you, I have grown tired of it's boy body. I can find more curves on a stick." Jackal rode closer to the Deliana, picked up Clara with one hand and placed her face to face with Deliana on her horse. Clara, was naked most of the time, banned from leather armor and silk dresses, due to being a Cock Sleeve. Her body was often blistered and bruised and covered in cuts. Clara had been dirty ever since Jackal had named her Cock Sleeve to punish Tight Ass. Being face to face with Deliana made her cock hard, yet her ass was too sore to be taken again. Deliana's two cocks were hard too, precum leaking out of them. Clara's little eight inches in the middle of Deliana's two cocks. The pale chesty Deliana was sweet like none other, and grabbed Clara's face and pulled it to her breast. "Drink sweet Clara, to get bigger and stronger", she whispered while forcing a nipple into Clara's mouth. Clara sucked, drinking the sweet milk that tasted more like sweet nectar than milk. She kept suckling while Deliana stealthily stroked Clara's cock. This went on for almost a minute before Clara came on Deliana's dress, soaking it with quarter a liter of her cum. Clara was mortified, Cry-For-Me would notice, and wouldn't be happy someone else played with the bisex.
"It's okay love, just be a good futa and lick it up, the dress won't stain", Deliana said while caressing Clara's face, "Just be careful not to do it again next time."
Clara was halfway through licking her semen off Deliana's dress when the whole column stopped. There were hoove-steps but Clara was too busy to hear them earlier. She turned around to see two massive seven foot futanari with a five foot futanari in the middle. She was wearing the most beautiful silk dress Clara had ever seen. The two huge futas both wore leather armor and were riding massive black boars, with the middle one riding a beautiful brown horse. There was something regal about the one in the middle, although her cock seemed massive and had the a horse glans, unlike Clara's entire tribe who had human glans. The leader had tucked it away inside her dress in between her DD tits. Her cock head was popping out, from her blue silk dress's cleavage, but she was not as vulgarly dressed as per usual futa fashion. She had red hair, pulled back into a ponytail, and beautiful green eyes. Her nipples were prominent through her dress, although it wasn't too chilly.
"Cry-For-Me, do you have the slaves you promised?" the new futanari began, in a smooth yet stern voice, her cold green eyes scanning the tribe.
"All four, Horse, three humans and one futa unisex. Do you have the gold?" Cry-For-Me replied in her snarky yet deep voice, still thrusting into her human slave despite being in conversation.
"We have no use for futa, Ripper. I count four humans in your convoy, give me all four so we can get on with this."
"As you can see Cunt-Piece, I have this one here I'm impregnating," she said, pointing towards the blonde human slave with her eyes blindfolded and Cry-For-Me's cock inside her vagina, lying on her back on top of the rhino. The slave had stopped crying weeks back, and hadn't seen daylight in weeks, constantly blindfolded. "The cock sleeve I'm giving you is good value, she'll definitely take your big horse cock." Cry-For-Me continued, smiling her devilish smile.
