Planet of the Amazons, Part 3
By Madcat
A group of astronauts land on a world ruled by big, strong women.


Jack shivered in the cool night air. Mika had spent hours shaving every last
hair from his body. Combined with the long bath and small dinner, Jack almost
felt like a new man. His wounds even felt a bit better though they would take
weeks to heal. He walked beside his new mistress on the way back to the
barracks.

"I thought I told you to walk two steps behind me. Its customary." Mika
chided.

"Sorry," Jack responded. He didn't know whether to be happy about being alive
or be sad about being a slave. The earthman liked his alien mistress even
though she had a harsh streak. Tonight Mika seemed just a little sad and
rarely spoke.

"I get the impression you aren't thrilled with this new arrangement." He
added.

She chuckled. "I keep forgetting you can talk. Yeah, I'm not happy with it."

"Do I displease you, mistress?" Jack replied, unaware of just how submissive
he sounded.

"How can a girl be displeased with you Captain Jack Taylor?" She said, pulling
his head close and gingerly kissing his cheek. "No, I just don't want a
consort right now."

"Why?"

"Because if I have a consort, I'll get a child. If I get a child, I'll be
moved up to the Palace and I'll lose my cavalry squadron. Knowing you, you
will keep me knocked up for the next 15 years! This is just Cheri's way of
getting rid of me."

"Cheri?"

"She's the girl who rearranged your face. She's shrewd, smart and altogether
evil."

"Yeah, she hits like a freight train too."

"A what?"

"Nothin'. Don't worry about ... " Jack tried to say but Mika cut him off. She
spun around and used the leash to yank him close.

"Jack, I may like you and everything, but when I ask you a question, you had
better answer it. I won't hesitate to discipline you." Mika hated looking up
at him so she forced him to knees. In her mind she was being lenient. He
deserved the lash.

"Yes, ma'am." Jack croaked, surprised by the girl's strength. He wanted to
resist but thought better of it. She was the closest thing he had to a friend
at the moment. Plus, his battered body just wanted to rest. The earthman
reluctantly explained the concept of a freight train.

Mika enjoyed making the big strong man submit to her will. It excited her to
be with a man that could be physically her equal. Someday, after he recovered
from his wounds, she decided to test his strength. His ridiculous story about
giant iron horses didn't really interest her. But his head rested against her
small but firm bosom as he spoke. Mika had always been a little disappointed
by her small breast size. Many of her troopers wore their big ones around the
barracks like battle trophies. But what Mika lacked in size, she made up for
in sensitivity. Her nipples hardened rapidly and tingled with desire.

Jack sensed her rising lust. It unleashed an equal and opposite in his broken
body. He needed it worse than she did. His hands started to caress her rock
hard calves.

"But I have even better news for you. I'm fixed. You won't have any babies."
Jack explained.

The horse woman was intimately familiar with the gelding process. She yanked
Jack back to his feet and grabbed his nuts with her left hand. "What are you
talking about?" You still have yours."

The quivering male went on to describe the operation that neutered him,
barely. Mika's exploration of his private regions sent waves of pleasure
sizzling thru his body despite his recent injuries. Jack never felt so
aroused.

Mika chuckled and pushed the taller man back towards some bushes. "You are
full of surprises Captain Jack."

Amazonian society took an enlightened view towards sex. Female mistresses were
expected and encouraged to use their consorts for whatever pleased them. But
doing it in the middle of the street and other public displays of affection
were considered vulgar. So Mika pushed her boy toy over to a small wooded area
lining the road and mounted Jack behind a hedgerow. His enormous size made her
feel like a virgin all over again.

The next few weeks went by like a dream for Jack. He and his new lover did the
wild thing almost every night, not to mention the morning and afternoon. Mika
proved to be a very stimulating and insatiable partner. She also seemed highly
interested in his stories about earth and questioned the astronaut constantly.
They conversed on everything from video games to solar instability.

It took Jack some time getting used to the girls communal living arrangements.
They all slept in one great room and lacked even the basest privacy. Coupling
with Mika became almost a spectator sport and Jack watched the occasional
lesbian encounters between the cavalry women with equal interest.

He also learned a lot about this brave new world. Everything about the society
demeaned and diminished men. The women kept them in bondage solely for the
purpose of procreation. Males had no rights. It was illegal to educate, train
or even allow them to eat meat. Jack figured this low protein diet caused the
vast discrepancy in size and strength between the native males and females.
The men also seemed to suffer from a lack of male hormones. This probably
resulted from the female domination. The amazon women did not tolerate
testosterone laden, aggressive males.

The hardest adjustment for Jack became the prohibition of clothing. Living
with a score of beautiful amazon warriors presented its own set of problems.
Doing so naked made it even worse. He never felt at ease around the large
powerful women even though most treated him with respect. Mika took the time
almost every day to shave him. She claimed that it helped with hygiene. But
Jack thought it was just another law demeaning men.

Of the cavalry troopers, only Inga seemed to bear him ill will. She was the
giant blonde that he first bested in the stream long ago. She considered
herself to be the company champion and proved her skill over and over again in
the ring. The girls wrestled every morning when not on patrol. It helped keep
them sharp and fit. Inga dominated these battles with her hard muscular body.
Only a handful of other girls even gave her a good match. That's why it
bothered her so that a mere male had knocked her out. Inga took every
opportunity to slap, kick, or hurt Jack. She never did it in eyeshot of Mika,
of course.

Sadly, Jack's little dream world slowly started to unravel. The first hint of
trouble came a couple of weeks into his captivity. The amazons brought back
some male prisoners for a little "sport". The ladies finished off a cask of
wine and proceeded to abuse their captives in almost every way imaginable.
Caught up in the depraved excitement of the event, Mika forced him to perform
oral sex on her for the first time. It would not be the last time. But Jack
would never forget the cries of the other males as he performed this duty.

Mika's sexual desires became more and more oral as the days went by. Jack
hated it. He dreaded performing this demeaning act in front of all the other
girls. Often, Mika would straddle his face. Other times she would force him to
kneel doggy style, all of this under the watchful eyes of the rest of the
squadron. Jack felt his special status with the other girls start to slip
away. Mika often left her consort high and dry after he diligently performed
his duties. This meant that Jack usually walked around the next day with a
raging erection. The sight of an aroused male peaked the other girl's interest
and they gave him much unwanted attention. The casual groping and fondling
gave way to an activity the amazons called "milking". Soon Jack feared being
away from Mika's side. He knew where this was leading. He had seen what these
girls were capable of.

His next harsh lesson came at the hands of his lovely mistress. One of the
girls had found a chicken bone in his sleeping blanket. Ignoring his pleas of
innocence, Mika took the opportunity to introduce him to the pleasures of the
whip. Well, at least the girls seemed to enjoy it. Mika bound his hands and
placed them over a hook on the wall. Then she went to town on his vulnerable
posterior. Most consorts in Amazonian society got a steady dose of this
discipline. After two months, the mistress felt it was high time to put this
uppity male in his place.

As a reward, Mika gave him conventional sex that night.

"I was innocent, Mistress." Jack whispered in her ear as she rode him.

"I know." Mika moaned softly as his big tool filled her with pleasure.

"Why did you whip me." He whimpered, afraid of the answer.

Mika stopped and became serious for a few seconds. "I can't take the word of a
man over that of a woman. The sooner you understand this, the better you will
fit into our society."

That said, his mistress continued her nocturnal endeavors. And Jack strove to
satisfy her lust. But he also knew deep in his heart that he could never fit
in.

For a few seconds the captain thought about the rest of the crew he had left
behind. Talk amongst the amazons said there was no sign of them. Follow up
patrols had turned up no trace. But Jack knew something was amiss. People did
not just disappear and his crew, city slickers all, was not the kind to melt
into the forest. Nevertheless, Jack missed his old life and for the first time
considered escaping.

The only light in this tunnel of despair was the return of Misha to the
company. Her broken bones had healed and she returned to her unit after 2
months of leave. The girl's beautiful smile and warmth cheered Jack on the
darkest days. They grew to be almost friends. He often turned to her on those
days when Mika refused to satisfy him. Misha's golden touch lacked the cruelty
and dominance of the other girls. Jack desperately yearned for more from the
angelic blonde. He would have gladly fallen to his knees and serviced her
heavenly body the same way he did his mistress. But Misha never crossed that
line.

Things deteriorated to the crisis point on a dark night four months after
capture. Mika had been called away to an emergency meeting at the Palace. She
left Jack in the hands of Inga and the rest of the amazons. Panic set in as
Jack realized he would not be accompanying her. He tried to hide in his
sleeping blanket but Inga found him lying astride Mika's bed.

"Stand up." She ordered.

Jack complied. He wrapped the sleeping bag around his smooth, hairless body.
It still bothered him to be naked around these young ladies, especially Inga.

The taller female took hold of the blanket and yanked it away. Jack seemed to
wither under her malevolent gaze. Four months of female domination had made
this once proud man feel inferior, vulnerable and weak. It was his turn now
and he knew it.

Inga grabbed his manhood and said, "Follow me."

He had little choice in the matter as the girl used his shaft as a leash. She
led him out of the barracks and over to another out building the amazons
called the ring. His pulse quickened as Jack realized his fate. Inga had tried
to goad him into a fight for the last four months. Now she would have her
rematch.

They entered the building with the towering female still holding his
thickening shaft. Jack could not deny his attraction for the big girl. Despite
her cruel demeanor and large frame, Inga possessed tight curves and wonderful
amazonic breasts. Her Nordic face looked almost regal with high cheek bones
and frosty blue eyes. She occasionally tweaked the tip with her thumb just to
add insult to injury. The rest of the squadron lined the walls and cheered
wildly when walked into the middle of the ring. Inga released his throbbing
manhood.

"This is it ladies. The ultimate battle of the sexes. The female and the male
champions will go head to head for your viewing pleasure." Inga announced. "If
the male can win, I'm prepared to set him free in the forest. But if he fails,
then he will pleasure me the way he does Mika."

A hushed silence fell over the room as the girls contemplated Inga's
statement. They did not really understand the idea of being set free. Such
things just weren't done. Even the native men seemed to prefer female
domination over survival in the wild. Slowly, the audience began to chant
"Inga! Inga! Inga!" They knew that the pathetic male had no chance in the
coming battle. The girls had seen him get thrashed by the high priestess,
humiliated by Mika and get fondled against his will. Months of a near
starvation diet coupled with a lack of exercise made the male look like a
tooth pick compared to the towering amazon.

Still, Jack lit up at the possibility of freedom. With a little food and
water, he could make it back to the ship and his crew. Jack was not like these
spineless alien men. He wanted out. Looking at the perfect female warrior
standing before him, Jack steeled his courage and straightened his back. He
had to find a way to prevail.

Inga read his thoughts. "You want your freedom, don't you little man? Come and
get it."

The male had the advantage of having watched Inga wrestle many times and he
intended to exploit that. He knew she had trouble with low attacks and that's
just where Jack hit her. Driving hard, the big blonde fell to his surprising
first move. But Inga threw him off her powerful body and got to her feet.

Jack jumped in and got the girl into a nasty little headlock. A few times she
lifted him bodily into the air but he held on for dear life. His hold
tightened around her neck and Inga began to weaken.

The female audience sat in stunned silence as they watched their greatest
champion start to falter. It seemed impossible based on their size difference
but perhaps this man was more than he seemed.

Finally, Inga snapped her head out of Jack's hold and pushed him down with
contemptuous ease. Her beautiful blonde locks looked disheveled and sweat and
grime clung to her luscious curves and bikini outfit. But now she seemed to
have the male right where she wanted him. Inga bent down to finish this little
guy.

Instead of meeting her attack, Jack lunged between her long legs. Inga began
to appear slow and confused next to her nimble male opponent. He jumped to his
feet behind the larger female and ripped off her bikini bottom before she
could react.

The girl had turned around so that she faced Jack. Female nudity was not
tolerated in amazon society even though most of the women dressed very
provocatively. Inga's hands went to cover her sex and protect her modesty.
Jack simply removed her halter top.

A hush swept the crowd as Inga's big juicy breasts spilled out of her ruined
grament. The dynamics of the match now changed entirely. Inga looked like a
frightened schoolgirl as Jack circled. He got in behind the larger female and
put her in a full nelson. Bending the girl at the waist, Jack poured on the
pressure.

"Submit to me." He ordered as his throbbing erection slipped between her firm
butt cheeks. Her body seemed incredibly solid and yet the larger girl could
not resist his speed and determination.

"Never!" she screamed. But everyone knew Inga was outclassed.

Her knees buckled under the pressure. Jack kept her under control with his
right arm and bent her left painfully up into the air.

"Submit to me bitch or I'll break it."

"No. I'll kill you." She cried as her resistance weakened. It finally ended
with Inga flat on the ground and Jack's knee on her back. "I submit." She
wheezed, barely able to speak.

Jack released her arm and Inga flopped on to her back. Her mighty breasts
heaved with exertion and she looked up at her male conqueror almost asking for
it. Jack bent down and spread her legs. His hands pinned her arms beside her
ears. Then he entered his amazon foe. She squirmed with pleasure as Jack
thrust it deep inside her. They kissed passionately and made grimy, sweaty
love in the middle of the ring.

The rest of the girls started to chant "Jack! Jack! Jack!" as he demonstrated
his male prowess and authority. The amazons had never seen sex with the male
on top but Inga seemed to be really enjoying it. The big blonde submitted to
him fully.

An hour later Jack was running thru the dark forest. A full moon guided him on
a wide path. Inga had given him a cloak, sandals and food. He had been tempted
to stay and celebrate his surprising victory. After his sexual conquest of the
giant blonde, Jack could have had any of the amazon women. Only Misha looked
strangely unhappy. But he wanted out of that crazy world and Jack new his
window of escape was closing.

He jogged all the way to sun up still full of his victory over the amazons.
Slowly, fatigue started to settle in. Jack started to look for a shady area to
hold up. The path he was on could handle horses and the Mika would come
looking for him. Just when he saw a nice little dear path ahead, a cloaked
figure leapt into the path in front of him.

"Inga? What are you doing here?" Jack asked. His body stiffened at the
unexpected entrance of his old rival. She had put her long blonde hair up in a
bun and still wore much of the grime from last night's contest. But it did
little to detract from her powerful sensuality.

"I'm here to kill you." She replied with a smile. "Now that you have escaped,
your protection has been lifted. You are just another runaway."

"What?" The male replied, still not understanding just how far he had stuck
his head into Inga's diabolical trap.

"Let me explain it this way. I kill you, the great male warrior, with my bare
hands. I become a heroine, embarrass the slut Mika, and remove a thorn from
the side of the high priestess. For some unknown reason, Cherie sees you as a
grave threat." Inga said, advancing confidently on her foe.

Jack was still confused. He did not want to accept to obvious conclusion from
her explanation. "But what about the wrestling match. I won. You said you'd
let me go."

"The match was fun. You're not a bad wrestler for a man. But did you really
think you could take me? Please. I'm twice the woman you'll ever be. And I
really liked the sex. To be honest, I've always wanted you. Ever since I first
saw you in that stream. If there was some way to keep you, I would spare your
life. But I can't have you going back to Mika."

"Don't make me hurt you." Jack warned, backing away from the powerful amazon.

"Yeah, right."

The male wasted no time going at the girl. He went low, just as before. But
unlike before, Inga twisted quickly and hip tossed Jack thru the air. He
landed with a thud and his cape in his face.

Inga just shook her head. "You always loved to impress the ladies." She said
looking at his uncovered manhood.

Jack took a second to glimpse down and saw that he was already semi-hard. The
angry male took the time to conceal his member and charged again. Perhaps her
hip toss was just a fluke. Jack learned the hard way that it wasn't when his
body crashed to the ground for a second time. Inga seemed to have that move
down pretty well.

Still very much in the fight, Jack sprang to his feet and attacked again. He
wanted desperately to beat this girl and regain that feeling of superiority
that he had just a few moments ago. Fainting in one direction, Jack zeroed in
on the other leg. He still felt that this was the amazon's weak spot. She bit
on the fake and Jack grabbed her left leg. Instead of knocking her over as he
did last night, the male felt like he hit a brick wall of female strength. All
he managed to do was drive her back a step. Then Inga reached down and
demonstrated her awesome superiority. Using her right hand, she flipped him
over and body slammed the poor man into the ground.

His world began to spin as he lay helpless in the dirt. Inga stood over him
victoriously. As she reached down and broke the draw string of his cloak, Jack
knew he had no chance against this force of nature. The amazon had let him win
last night's wrestling match. She had out foxed and out fought him.

"Here, let me help you up." Inga said, grabbing his throat and hoisting the
little man to his feet. His cape fell away, leaving Jack completely naked.

The over confident amazon made a big mistake. Her male prey still had some
fight left in him and the girl gave him a great opening for a right hook to
the chin. He took the shot without a second thought. But this time it failed
to drop the mighty woman warrior as it did months ago. In fact, the blow just
made her angry.

"Hey that hurt." Inga exclaimed. Still holding his neck, the big girl reached
down and grabbed Jack between the legs. Her hands deftly avoided his massive
manhood. Then she hefted him up into the air.

Jack watched in amazement as the ground faded into the distance. The amazon's
arms twitched with power as she held his limp form high above her head. Inga
paused for a few seconds to admire her own magnificence. Her muscles seemed to
balloon with female power as the adrenaline rush kicked in to high gear. The
dirty halter top, under severe pressure from the girl's expanding chest, chose
that moment to le loose. It freed her ample bosom as a final salute to this
glorious female achievement.

The male tensed as the earth rushed up to meet him but it did little good. His
inert body bounced on the ground then rolled over a few times. He came to rest
on his back, spread eagle and naked.

Her perfectly round breasts filled his vision as he came to. Jack wanted to
reach up and caress the big, jiggly things but the evil woman held his hands
firmly down. She smiled again as her hands closed around his throat.

"Goodbye Jack." She said as her fingers tightened.

"Please don't kill me." He begged. His hands closed on her iron wrists but
could not dislodge them.

Inga ground on his wickedly hard manhood for a second and then removed her
hands from his neck.

"Perhaps we can enjoy our last moments together." The blonde amazon said. She
untied and removed her bikini bottoms without getting up. Then the girl
impaled herself on his shaft. "There, doesn't that feel good?"

"Oh, yes," he moaned in submission.

Again her hands closed on his neck. This time Jack did not panic as Inga's
fingers tightened. The world started to go black very quickly. Something went
terribly wrong. Inga stopped her exquisite rocking and slumped over. Misha
stood over him with her war club in her hands.

"Stand up." She commanded and helped Jack to his feet.

"Lets go. The high priestess released her entire cavalry just to find you.
Soon this area will be crawling with troopers."

"What happened? What did you do?" Jack asked. He bent down and checked Inga's
pulse. There was none. "You killed her."

"Duh," Misha responded. She had caved in enough skulls in her day to be able
to feel a clean kill.

"Why?"

"Do you really want her to get back up again? It was either her or you. I
chose you. Now lets move." His savoir responded. She guided him over to her
horse and helped him up.

Misha ran back over to Inga's lifeless body and dropped her club nearby. Then
she remounted her stallion behind Jack and kicked the horse into life. It took
off down the down the path almost effortlessly.

Jack trembled in Misha's arms they duo cantered thru the forest. Her magic
touch calmed his tattered nerves slowly as the male realized he was not about
to die. He was naked now and the cold morning air chilled his bare skin. Jack
leaned closer to the wonderfully warm female sitting behind him.

"Thank you," he sobbed softly.

"You are very welcome, Jack Taylor." Misha whispered into his ear. She slowed
the horse down to a walk. With two riders the girl worried that her mount
could tire quickly. The woman's hands holding the reins dropped and came to
rest against his hard shaft. It reminded her of the very reason she saved this
man from certain death. But Misha was a very mixed up girl at the moment.
Normally extremely loyal, this betrayal of her nation did not sit well with
the young soldier. She risked everything to be with him.

"How did you know where to find me?"

"I followed Inga after the match. I knew something was up."

"How did you know she faked the fight? The rest of the girls didn't."

"I know you Jack. You're a great man. But no man can stand against Inga. The
other girls weren't thinking with their heads. It's strange. No matter how big
and strong the girl is, she still wants a man to hold and protect her. It's at
the heart of our religion and beliefs. That's why I left the club there. The
troopers know Inga went out to kill you. When they find the body, they will
assume that you disarmed her and killed their greatest warrior with her own
club. You will be a legend, Jack."

Jack smiled and snuggled close to his guardian angel.