Posted by blue.beard on January 28, 20011 at 16:23:49:
Timberwolf was a contributor to Femmes Obscure and had her own web site. Unfortunately, both sites are now defunct.
I found this story at a women's power site, probably not visited by most members of this bb.
Vara, The Golden Goddess
By Timberwolf
A Princess is captured and several sentries killed in a rescue attempt.
The Golden Goddess
In the cold darkness just before dawn, trophies of the night were being
assembled in the great hall. Thousands of candles flickered in every
corner adding their glow to the flaming torches on huge marble pillars.
Bolts of fine silk in all colors of the rainbow were hung across open
windows to keep out the frigid desert air. Great iron braziers glowed
with red heat, warming the near-naked bodies moving around the room.
Vara's golden throne was set on a marble platform several steps above
the main floor. She watched impassively as her warriors assembled
before her and presented their gifts. Gold, silver and fine jewels as
well as the bodies of the fallen enemy were set out on display.
She was known as the Golden Goddess partly because she liked to surround
herself with the precious metal and partly for the deep golden color of
her hair and skin. Piercing gray eyes contrasted with the light brown
of her body and struck fear in enemies and allies alike. She had a soft
feminine figure not at all like the fighting Amazons with their bulging
muscles and popping veins. What she lacked in muscle power she made up
for with deadly speed and agility. Many brave warriors paid with their
lives thinking she would be easy to defeat. She ruled through guile and
treachery, leading an army of Amazon warriors to the far corners of the
known world and bringing back exotic treasures to fill her palace.
Just as infamous were her kinky sexual preferences. It was said that
she made love to the dead and even enjoyed killing during the sex act.
She preferred the company of women but her liaisons inspired lust in the
hearts of many great kings and princes.
Sitting on her throne she cut a striking figure with high firm breasts
and a slender waist. Her long tawny hair was done in cornrows with
pearl beads on hundreds of fine braids. Black leather loosely covered
her breasts and pubic patch forming an open oval that framed the hollow
of her washboard stomach. Long shapely legs stretched out casually
before her.
Two of her best warriors approached the throne carrying a package
wrapped in fine blue silk. She couldn't help admiring the finely honed
bodies of the women as their muscles rippled in the flickering light.
Soft leather covered only the most intimate parts of their bodies and
enhanced their perfect figures. Brass studded leather shoulder pads and
armbands were strategically placed to deflect sword blows without
detracting from the beauty of the woman wearing them.
She let out a gasp of amazement when she saw what the package contained.
It was the body of Princess Haieta, daughter of King Aternan. The young
girl was barely nineteen but she had already distinguished herself as a
great warrior. As Vara's eyes roamed over the beautiful naked body, she
could feel herself becoming moist with anticipation.
The young Princess had truly blossomed into a beautiful woman. She had
the long smooth muscles that came from endless hours of sword practice
as well as the ripe full breasts and rounded hips that came with her
maturity. Long blonde hair, some of it done in fine braids and tied
with pearl beads surrounded her classic face and spoke of her noble
birth. She had grown taller than most and must have made an impressive
sight leading an attacking army. Now she lay still on the cold marble,
wearing nothing but a pair of fur lined deerskin boots on her long
slender legs.
Vara knelt beside the body and cupped the firm voluptuous breasts in her
hands. As she caressed the soft pink nipples the girl's body felt
unusually warm and soft. A slight flicker of life showed in the pale
blue eyes and she realized the girl wasn't dead. There was only one
mark on the otherwise perfect body, an ugly purple bruise where the
young girl's larynx had been crushed with a single blow. Running her
hands along the long slender neck she realized the girl would not
survive.
Bending over she kissed the ripe full lips and let her tongue linger as
she tasted the young girl's blood. Feeling along the shapely chest she
could detect just a slight flutter of a heartbeat. As Vara held the
young Princess in her arms, the long beautiful body gave one last
shudder and then lay completely still. Pale blue eyes glazed over and
she knew the girl had died.
Dawn was starting to break and the first rays of sun shining through the
silk drapes sent shafts of color around the room. Torches were
extinguished and everyone prepared for the heat of the day. Vara
gathered the limp body of the Princess in her arms and carried the
corpse to her sleeping chambers.
The Mission
Not a breath of air was moving as I crouched behind the ruins of an
ancient wall. The heat was stifling and the sun beat down unmercifully.
Flies were buzzing around in a cloud and I didn't dare move enough to
slap them away. I could feel ribbons of sweat trickle down my naked
back.
"I'll just sneak into the palace and rescue the Princess," I heard
myself saying last night, "No, don't send an army with me, I can handle
it myself. I've been there before."
The words sounded really good after the battle, but when the King nodded
his agreement there was no going back. Now I was beginning to feel
really stupid.
Two heavily armed sentries guarded the main gate. One was a big blonde
woman casually twirling a heavy sword and the other an even bigger
Ethiopian. It looked like there might be a way in through the stables
and there was only one guard at that entrance. I chose the easy path
and carefully worked my way to within striking distance of the sentry.
She was a young Asian girl and looked like she would be easy to
overpower. Nearly naked in her leather outfit and carrying a small
sword she looked awkward and out of place. I admired her small firm
breasts and long silky hair. When I grabbed her from behind in a
headlock, I found her struggling body easy to drag behind cover. Her
frightened pleading eyes looked up at me while I strangled her with my
bare hands.
In a blind panic Yodoko's mind raced back to her native home in Japan.
The youngest in a family of four, her two brothers and sister went away
to train as Samurai. She was left at home with her mother and longed
for adventure. When Vara and her band of warriors rode through their
small village she begged her mother to let her go with the women. At
age seventeen, after a tearful farewell she rode off for the life of her
dreams.
"Mother, mother!" Her mouth moved trying to form words but none came
out. She tried to cry as blackness overwhelmed her.
I could feel the fragile cartilage in her slender neck crushing under
the force of my grip. Her body jerked and twisted with spasms as bright
foamy blood appeared in her wide-open mouth. I pressed the full length
of my body against hers to keep her quiet and felt the final tremors of
her death throes.
When she finally lay still I felt a pang of remorse for snuffing out her
young life. The beautiful body just lay there like a broken doll, her
expressionless face and big dark eyes looking up at me. I have killed
many Amazon women in combat but the feel of this young girl's soft body
pressing against mine left me completely aroused.
"No time for that now!" I thought, "Better hide the body before someone
comes along and finds her."
When I picked up the limp body her head rolled back and dangled
awkwardly from her slender neck. Her long dark hair brushed along the
straw as I carried her into the darkness of the stable.
The next sentry would be more of a challenge and I needed some weapons.
Some of the leather straps from the dead girl's uniform would make a
useful garrote so I cut them away with the short sword. When I finally
had what I needed, the body of the beautiful Asian girl lay naked on the
straw. I reached down and ran my hands over her soft dark pubic patch
and felt the warm moistness between her thighs. I kissed her ripe full
lips and then moved on looking for an entrance to the palace.
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There was a small doorway into what looked like a kitchen. Inside, a
lone dark haired woman sat at a heavy wooden table eating. Because of
the stifling heat she was dressed only in a loincloth and her long hair
cascaded over the full mounds of her breasts. I couldn't sneak past
without being detected and realized I would have to kill her.
Stretching one of he leather thongs between my hands I started to sneak
up behind the woman. Just as I was about to wrap the thong around her
pretty neck, she heard me and made a desperate grab for her sword on the
table. I jerked her backward as plates and cups clattered onto the
stone floor with a tremendous clatter.
She was tall with a soft slender figure but stronger than I anticipated.
We struggled around the floor as I kept the pressure up on her throat.
I could feel the heat of her naked body against mine and we were both
slippery with sweat.
Movement in an open doorway caught my attention and I saw a crossbow
leveled at my chest. I spun the woman around as a shield just as the
soldier fired and the bolt struck her right between her big beautiful
breasts. Her whole body jerked with an involuntary spasm as the bolt
split her breastbone and pierced her pounding heart. I let her
writhing body tumble to the floor and went after the soldier with the
crossbow.
Half way up a flight of stone steps I swung my sword at the back of the
soldier's head and split her skull. She fell backward and we both
tumbled down the steps, landing in a pile on the kitchen floor. Her
body was flopping uncontrollably with her death throes as I crawled out
from under her.
It was the big Ethiopian woman that had been guarding the front
entrance. Her perfectly formed body lay sprawled out on the stone floor
still twitching with her last flickers of life. She had a classic face
with fine features and light chocolate colored skin. I admired her wide
shoulders and narrow waist. Perfectly formed breasts stood out on firm
pectoral muscles. The washboard effect of her long hollow stomach
blended into the crease of her navel. Narrow hips led to bulging thighs
and long powerful legs. I was glad I didn't have to face her in a sword
fight.
The woman with the arrow between her breasts was slowly crawling across
the floor. Her mouth hung wide open gasping for breath and her eyes
were wild with fear. I walked over and put my foot in the middle of her
back then pulled her head up by her long silky hair and slit her throat
to the spine. I held her there and watched the severed arteries in her
neck spurt blood as her heart beat its last. When her body lay still, I
dropped her face in the pool of blood and stood back to look her over.
She had the long slender body of an athlete but without the hard muscles
of a fighting woman. Lying face down, her lush breasts were pressed
into the stone floor and I could see the bulges they left along her
delicate ribs. I couldn't help admiring her slender waist and the flair
of her hips. She had lost her loincloth somewhere in the fight and her
naked butt cheeks stood out invitingly like twin mounds. Her long
smooth muscular legs were spread wide on the floor like an open
invitation. I was really starting to get aroused now and my balls ached
from the pressure.
"Maybe later," I said to myself as I hurried on.
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There was a long dark passageway at the top of the stairs and I
carefully worked my way to the light at the end. I emerged in a large
room and blinked at the bright light. In the center stood the big
blonde woman I saw earlier still casually twirling her sword.
She was a giant of a Nordic type, well over six feet and two hundred
pounds. Bulging muscles with heavy popped out veins rippled when she
walked. Her long hair was tied back in a leather thong and her face was
contorted with a wicked sneer.
"I'm going to feed your guts to the ravens," she hissed and started
advancing in my direction.
"Oh shit!" I thought, "Either go for it now or she'll gut you where you
stand!"
I let out a wild yell and charged straight at the huge woman swinging my
sword around over my head. We clashed with swords high and spun away
without taking blood. Before I had a chance to recover, her long arm
came around swinging her heavy sword with amazing speed. It was close
but I ducked the deadly blade and got behind her sword arm. With her
back exposed, I went in for the kill. We were too close together for me
to use my blade so I hit her on the back of the head with the sword's
pummel. She just stood there stunned so I swung my blade around and
split her skull.
She fell hard and just lay on her back flopping like a big fish, her
heels pounding the floor. I put my foot in the middle of her stomach
and shoved the point of my sword deep into her navel. While she lay
there shivering I sliced her open all the way to her blonde hairy pubis.
"The ravens should enjoy that!" I said to myself as her guts spilled out
on the floor.
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Another long passage led to Vara's sleeping chambers. The air was a lot
cooler in this part of the palace and I could hear the tinkle of
fountains fed by deep underground springs. In the dim light I ran into
one of the chambermaids and killed her by breaking her neck. She was a
small Ethiopian woman with a perfectly formed body and dark skin. I
twisted her head around until I heard a loud snap then let the nearly
naked corpse fall in a heap.
In the semi-darkness I saw two beautiful women stretched out naked on
plush linen cushions, both sound asleep. I sat there for a while
watching Vara's chest rise and fall with her rhythmic breathing. The
full rounded breasts and big brown nipples had me completely mesmerized.
I slowly crept closer and noticed the Princess wasn't moving. When I
reached out and gently stroked her cheek, her body felt cool and waxy to
my touch. I realized then that she was dead.
Suddenly my whole mission had lost its meaning. I knew I should bring
the body of the Princess back for a proper burial but what should I do
with Vara. I looked over the flawless body of the most beautiful woman
in the entire realm and couldn't help a deep sigh. Her face was truly
exquisite, framed with long golden hair she had a fine aquiline nose, a
long straight jaw line and hollow cheeks that gave her the look of
nobility. Her full pouting lips were enough to make any man lose
himself in her charm.
I could probably capture her alive and ride into camp with her tied over
my saddle. That would make me an instant hero but the king would just
torture and kill her. What they would do to that beautiful body made me
shudder just to think about.
"She deserves better," I thought to myself and decided it would be more
merciful to kill her right there.
On a table beside the bed there was an elegant dagger with a long thin
blade of highly polished steel and a handle of pure gold. I picked it
up and leaned over Vara's sleeping body. As I prepared to plunge it
into her chest, I admired the warm glow of her light brown skin
reflected in the cold steel of the blade. I looked for the right point,
just below her firm lush breasts and above the hollow of her stomach.
It didn't take a strong thrust to slide the polished blade deep into her
heart.
The woman's body twisted in shock and she let out a gasp of pain. Her
sleeping eyes came wide open with surprise and fright. She started to
get up and I threw my body on her to keep her down. She was kicking and
twisting and I found myself between her shapely legs. Her mouth was
wide open but all that came out was a choking gurgling sound.
Suddenly I couldn't hold back any longer. I pulled off my loincloth and
plunged my huge erection deep into her soft yielding pussy. I could
feel her inner juices flow as her dying body responded to her last
orgasm. I rammed myself into the twisting turning woman again and again
feeling the pleasure build.
Her nipples were firm and hard as I cupped her breasts in my hands. I
ran my fingers along her ribs as she arched her back in a combination of
pleasure and pain. The feeling was indescribable as her orgasm and
death spasms combined to squeeze her pussy around my swollen member
again and again. Waves of pleasure rolled over my body and I held on
until the last flutter of her death throes. When my balls exploded and
my seed gush deep into the lifeless corpse I felt an incredible sense of
relief.
I lay exhausted on her soft warm bosom for what seemed like a long time
then closed her eyes and composed the features of her beautiful face. I
knew the daily patrols would be returning soon and if I wanted any
chance of escape I needed to get moving.
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There was no way that I could carry both women so I picked up the
Princess and hefted her naked body over my shoulder. She had been dead
for several hours but still felt soft and supple. I could feel her
moist pubic patch against my bare shoulder and her breasts pressed
against the middle of my back. Her slender thighs lay across my chest
and her long blonde hair brushed along the ground behind.
With a firm grip on Vara's wrist I pulled her dead body out of the bed
and she hit the floor with a thud. I dragged her through the door and
down the long hall leaving a smear of blood on the cold stone floor.
Moving two dead women like this had me fairly occupied and I hoped I
wouldn't run into any more guards.
As I dragged my burden through the large open room I looked over to
where the blonde warrior had fallen. Several big black birds had flown
in through the open window and were gorging themselves on her entrails.
"She wasn't kidding about the ravens!" I thought to myself with a smile.
When I came to the top of the stone stairway I realized there was no way
to get both women down at once.
"Sorry Vara," I said to myself as I planted my foot in the middle of her
back. I gave a big push and watched her limp body tumble to the bottom.
A cloud of flies rose around the two dead women in the kitchen and I
moved through quickly without looking back.
Once out in the stable I looked for a good sturdy horse that could carry
three. I found a big gray nag and draped the limp body of the Princess
face down across his back. I hefted Vara up with her legs on the other
side and found the two women fit together perfectly. The wide hips of
one interlocked with the narrow waist of the other. I tied wrists to
ankles under the horse until I was convinced the two wouldn't roll off
then mounted up and rode out into the blinding light.
I chose a route that would avoid any Amazon patrols knowing I could
never make a run for it with the kind of weight my horse was carrying.
Once under way I realized my view consisted of some of the shapeliest
butt cheeks I had ever seen. The Princess was a natural blonde and her
pure white skin contrasted with Vara's tawny brown. It was a long ride
and I kept up a slow pace to make the distance.
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A brilliant sunset reflected colors across the sky as huge gates swung
open and my tired horse ambled into the city. Crowds parted and the
bustling market place was suddenly silent. The smell of cooking fires
reminded me that I hadn't eaten all day.
Guards surrounded me in front of he palace and helped unload my burden.
I noticed more than a little groping of breasts and genitals as the two
naked women were carried up the stone steps. A tall priest and a flock
of cackling women in black robes surrounded the body of Princess Haieta
and carried her off to the chapel.
The Golden Goddess was stretched out at the feet of King Aternan. He
could feel a stirring in his groin as his eyes roamed over the most
beautiful body in the entire realm. He thought back to a time when they
had been allies and that glorious body had been his for a single night.
Just looking at her full rounded breasts and the golden triangle of her
sex brought back memories of the exquisite pleasure that was his. Then
he remembered his own lovely daughter lying dead in the chapel and the
hate came back into his eyes.
"Impale the Amazon on a pike in the Town Square and let her body stand
forever as a lesson to her band of murdering criminals!" His words rang
across the entire square and he turned and strode back into the palace.
Two men dragged Vara unceremoniously by her long shapely legs across the
red dirt toward the center of the square. She suddenly looked small and
fragile with her arms trailing out on the ground while her neatly
braided hair caked with red mud. A twelve-foot long military pike was
brought for the impaling. It was really nothing more than a sharpened
pole and I cringed when I saw the crude point approach the soft golden
down of her pussy.
It took the strength of two men to push the pole into her body while two
more held her legs. I could hear a popping sound as the crude
instrument violated her internal parts. A bulge appeared in her throat
just before the bloody point came out of her mouth. A hole was dug and
the pole propped up with the woman's body facing the city gates.
As darkness gathered, the desert heat gave way to the chilling winds of
the night. Sparks blew from dozens of campfires around the square as
life returned to normal. I lingered for a time studying the familiar
body of the woman that for a brief moment, years ago had been mine. As
I turned away I felt a deep hollow in the pit of my stomach that was
more than hunger.
Epilog
Vara's body hung on the pike for several days. Her skin burned black
from the sun and ravens plucked out her eyes and started eating other
parts of her flesh. One dark night in spite of the King's orders, the
body disappeared. Some say the Amazons broke into the city and took her
away. Others say her lover couldn't stand the sight any longer and
secretly took her down and buried her. I'm not about to tell.
Timberwolf