AN: This is a side story to "Single Combat". Please read "Single Combat" first if you haven't already.
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Serena, High Priestess of the Goddess, knelt in prayer to Mother Earth. "Oh great Goddess, from whose womb the world is born, shelter and protect your chosen people, the Amazons. A great evil has come to the southern jungles: men, who seek dominance over us! Brave Queen Hippolyta and her army faced them, oh Goddess, and were defeated. Surely You will not abandon us! Smite these invaders! Show them that women alone hold the power over life and death. Do this, oh Goddess, and I shall offer You their severed cocks in the brazier atop the Great Pyramid!"
Serena stood. Now that Queen Hippolyta had fallen, the duty fell to her to lead the Amazons in resistance against the westerners. A wave of sadness washed over Serena, temporarily dousing her ardor. She had known Hippolyta since they were both girls.
Those cursed men stole her away! Serena's zeal flared to life once again. She would rally all the citizens of Amazonia, avenge her friend and drive these men from the jungles forever. She dressed quickly. Prayer to the Goddess was always done in the nude, for the Goddess gave women no clothing but their skin. Fighting naked, however, was not part of Serena's plan. Serena put on her albino leopard skin bikini, pulling the top tight around her generous bosom. She too had the blood of Hippolyta the Liberator running through her veins, and although hers was not as pure as the Queen's, the titanic tits of the Liberator always bred true. She donned the feathered headdress of the High Priestess. It would help the Amazons to identify her and rally to her quickly.
Some might have questioned how Serena planned to defeat the invaders who had already beaten the mighty Queen Hippolyta and her entire army. Some were fools. With faith in the Goddess, no woman can ever fall before a man.
A knock at the door! Could the westerners have found her already? Serena grasped her ceremonial obsidian knife and crept toward the door. She pushed it open and stabbed downward with a shout.
The woman who stood outside her door caught her arm easily, disarming her. "You're still slow, Serena."
"Hippolyta?" Joy welled up in Serena's soul at seeing her friend and Queen still alive. She glanced about, furtively. "Come inside, quickly. The westerners have not found me yet." Hippolyta strode into the room, seemingly unhurried. She seemed subdued somehow, as if she was struggling with a difficult choice. "It raises my spirits to see you alive, my Queen. I had heard that you were defeated, those tales must be lies. There is much you must know. The westerners have betrayed your trust. Their army surrounds the city. We must rally the people and-"
"High Priestess," Hippolyta said stiffly, "my master, Jarl Edric Fredulfson, lord of the Steel Horde and father of thirty seven sons requires your presence at the Great Pyramid of the Goddess."
"What?" All the joy Serena felt at Hippolyta's presence disappeared instantly. "So... you were defeated after all."
Hippolyta nodded grimly.
Serena made firm her resolve. "It matters not. You still live, and that means the Goddess still has plans for you. Do you not see? These events are but a test from the Goddess. A test of our faith! Do not forget the Goddess's truth."
Hippolyta's head snapped up, her eyes full of anger. She took two steps forward, her face inches from Serena's, her chainmail clad breasts pushed against Serena's white leapard skin covered bosom. "The Goddess's truth? Before yesterday, I believed in the Goddess as much as any other Amazon. I believed it was Her who had granted me my combat prowess. When I took my warriors, raided the northern villages, and brought their men back in chains, I did so because I was strong. I defeated them, and so their lives belonged to me.
"Now, I am defeated. Utterly crushed. The western Jarl captured my army, defeated me in single combat and fucked me until I passed out. I am conquered as a queen, as a fighter, and as a woman. The lives of the conquered belong to the conqueror. That is the warrior's only truth, and I am a warrior." Hippolyta stepped back. "I was a warrior. Will you come, or must I drag you, High Priestess?"
The Temple Square at the foot of the Great Pyramid was packed. Every woman in Amazonia stood, pressed together in the square, waiting anxiously. Surrounding the square, the army of westerners lounged, keeping the women from escaping. The men laughed and joked with each other, blatantly groping any Amazon in reach. The Goddess would surely punish them for their lack of respect.
Hippolyta led Serena up the Pyramid. The Amazons in the square recognized both of them. Murmurs spread through the crowd. Upon every step of the Pyramid, more of the western army stood. Next to each man knelt a naked woman, head lowered submissively. These must be the men the Jarl had taken into the Arena with him to subdue Hippolyta's army.
They reached the apex of the Pyramid, a platform from which Serena had often addressed throngs of worshipers during the sacred festivals. Now, an unclothed man stood upon the platform. Serena gasped. His manhood was enormous. It must have been eighteen inches long at least, and thicker than Serena's forearm. In spite of herself, Serena felt the juncture between her thighs moisten.
It was common for Amazons to make use of male slaves for pleasure, but as High Priestess, Serena was not allowed such dalliances. She must always remain pure for the Goddess. She did, however, have fantasies. Never in her wildest dreams had she ever imagined a cock like this.
"Master," Hippolyta said, "I bring you the Most Feminine Serena, High Priestess of the Goddess." Hippolyta knelt next to the Jarl, head bowed.
The man turned his head to address the kneeling queen. "Well done Hippolyta. The show will begin soon. Before that, I would like you to explain a few things to me. First, what is this brazier for?"
"After men are ritually executed in the arena, their bodies are carried up here, where their manhoods are cut off and cast into the fire as an offering to the Goddess." Hippolyta responded.
"Interesting. And what of this basin over here?"
"During the festival of spring, the priestesses carry water up the Pyramid and pour it into this basin. The High Priestess immerses herself in the water, blessing it. Another priestess will then open the floodgates, there, and the water flows down the steps of the pyramid into the square below."
"Oh we can make good use of that." The Jarl grinned. He turned, addressing Serena for the first time. "Serena, is it? I am Jarl Edric Fredulfson, lord of the Steel Horde and father of thirty seven sons. My horde and I have conquered your country and now all your people belong to us."
