THE HUNT
part 5
Arya was a proud princess. Her female lineage comprised the bravest, fiercest of the Amazon tribe for many generations. Her genes reflected the selection that over the centuries these women had made of their offspring. Boy babies were regarded with horror, as possessing the spirits of their fathers, their evil powers and lust for vengeance and domination, so they were taken to a smouldering solfatara, and sacrificed to the powers of the underworld that capture vengeful ghosts. Royal girls were also subjected to exhaustive examinations at each stage in their young lives; any departure from the desired model was seen as evidence that the child was possessed by a curse from her father, so she too was taken to the sulphurous smoking valley to join the wretched spectres.
Over the centuries these ruthless practices had given rise to a clan of magnificent, golden-haired, perfectly proportioned females. Tall and imposing, with penetrating proud eyes, her whole body exuding strength, Arya was the perfect expression of Amazonian royalty. She was already, as a young adult, an experienced warrior, her body was a perfect deadly weapon, especially her legs, which in close combat she used to suffocate her enemies. It was not uncommon for her to break the neck of a male, even the strongest, with her tremendous thighs. Like her tribal sisters, Arya had a profound contempt for men, and she enjoyed herself to the point of orgasm when she killed one of them - her sexual energy combined with her physical power made her a fearsome match for any man. She never had sex with one of them, not even in the breeding rituals when her sisters enjoyed the poor slaves until they were finished. She clearly had several female lovers to satisfy her lust, but only one for whom she felt something more than her pure sexual desire: Eulalia.
Eulalia was a very different young woman from the typical Amazon. Her body was far from the form of powerful and voluptuous female that was common among the warriors. Not that Eulalia was any weakling, she was slim, supple, and athletic, not capable of dominating a male aggressor, but agile in dodging and dancing, twisting and turning, so as to escape the clutches of any but the most skilled huntsman.
But her function was to serve the princesses in her most routine life, when something resembling peace seemed possible. She served her Mistress as her slavegirl, but also as her lover. Arya used to be aggressive in sex with her lovers, raping them at times, almost as one of her detested males would, but with Eulalia it was different. She enjoyed long sessions with her of the most tender sex he was capable of. Many times they woke up bathed in sweat, satisfied and happy, their bodies exhausted by the intense passion. Certainly what Arya felt for Eulalia was the closest thing to love that she had ever experienced. Eulalia for her part loved her deeply, she felt authentic devotion to Arya, and there was nothing that she was incapable of doing for her beloved, even give her life for her.