Amazons

Amazons
By
A Cannibal

        F/g (8) g/M g/b incest oral cannibalism

George was a missionary along with his wife Debbie. They had two children a girl Elisa 8 and a boy Sean 12.
One day George said to his wife, “I think we’ve saved everyone we can here. It’s time move on and save some other heathens.”
 She nodded saying, “I’ve head of a group of women living in the forest in Greece that worship the goddess Artemis.”
 George shook his head disgust saying, “the heathens! We must find them and convert them. Children come here we need to talk.”
 They put down their bibles, the only book their parents would allow in their home and came to stand in-front of their parents. As for television that was the work of the devil and that was also band from the house.
“Elisa, Sean, pack your clothes we are going to find more people to save,” Debbie said.
 Sean asked, “Where are we going this time?”
Their mother answered, “We don’t know the exact location, but it somewhere in Greece.”
Elisa asked, “when are going?”
Her father answered this time, “as soon as the church can make arrangements for us. Both of you go pack now, so you’re ready to leave at a moment’s notice.”
The children were use to this by now, because the family moved every couple of years and proceeded to their rooms to pack. Sean packed his suits that he wore when the family out to preaching while his sister filled her suit case with white dresses.
It took two weeks for the church to find them a plane heading for Athens and another couple of months for the family to be allowed off the church grounds.
 The reason was they had to learn the Greek language.
Several times the next month, the family went out trying to convert the city to their way of thinking. Each time they were brought back by the police.
The head of the church finally had to set down and talk to them. “The police say next time they catch you trying to covert people they will deport you back to the states. Now you said something about finding a group of women living in the forest?” he asked.
 George nodded saying, “yes sir, we heard rumors the heathens and worshiping a god called Artemis.”  The man motioned for the family to follow. They entered an office where the man began shuffling though a bunch of papers.
 He picked one out read it before saying, “this is a secondary report from a sister church. It says that a fisherman washed up on the shore. That he brought to the church where he later died, but before he did so this man claimed he had been on an island of warrior women.”
George smiled, “this sounds like the place. Did the fisherman say where it was? If not with your permission we’d like to go and talk to who ever found him. Perhaps he was told or maybe some of the other fishermen have seen this island.”
 The church elder sighed “it will take a few days to get you there. You’ll leave tomorrow morning.” It took almost 3 full day of traveling in a rusty bus but they made it to the small village along the coastal community. They talked to the man in charge in charge of the church there who gave them directions to the sea port. It was decided that George should talked to the fisherman alone.
At a local tavern he made inquires. Everyone he asked either didn’t know or claimed they knew didn’t know of this island. That was until he meant Captain Anthropoids. He was seated in a corner drinking ouzo.
“I know of this isle you speak. It is a cursed isle, for no man who has ever set foot on the island has ever been seen again.” He downed a large gulp of his drink.
“Would you be able to take myself and my family to this island? We are missioners and wish to bring the word of the good lord to them,” George told the captain.
 He stared up at George drunkenly before saying, “NO! I don’t want set foot on that accused isle.” George said, “And you wouldn’t. All I ask is that you drop us there you can leave without getting off your ship.”
 The captain took another gulp of ouzo while he considered what was said. Finally he replied, “Meet me here at first light tomorrow and I’ll take you out there. Just don’t try any of your preaching stuff on me or my crew.”
George didn’t like it, but this was the only man admitting that he knew where the women were and would take them.
So they meant captain and two days later the family watched the ship sailed away from the shore of “Amazon Island,” as the captain had called it. They saw a trail leading into the forest and took it. About a ½ mile in they came upon a small village. Each family member took out their bible from a bag they carried and proceeded in to the encampment. “Praise the lord,” George said as they entered. “Hallelujah,” Debbie said and raised her bible in the air. The children, also chanting, followed behind their parents into the center of the village.
They were quickly surrounded by the women some with spears. None had any clothing on except for loin cloths.
The villagers looked on in confusion as George continued to preach at them. They didn’t understand Greek or at least not Modern Greek. Above the din of the crowd came a voice and the women parted. The woman, Isis, who had given the command, for the villagers to separate, approached the family and circled around them.
George felt slightly nervous, like she was sizing them up for food, but he continued to preach. He had no idea that was exactly what she was doing. They liked stranger on their island, they tasted delicious. Isis studied the family. The man stood around 6 ft and had a stocky build which meant good meat. The boy also had a nice supply of meat but none of it was fat.
As for the females of the group the adult woman was round, but with diet and training she might make a worthy member of the village. If she became a problem well there she would also make a good meal.
As for the youngest member of the group she looked to be the most athletic of the family. Isis walk back though the crowd and then the women attack the missionaries, ripping their clothing to shreds.
The family struggled and screamed but it did no good as their hands were tied behind their backs. The once they were secure Isis came up once again to examine the family particularly the males.
 One of her hands reached in-between George's legs and grabbed his manhood. Isis began to stroke it and until the member grew and spew white stuff out of it. A cheer came from the crowd and she nodded. He was a breeder and the man would be kept as such, for a while. After all they need to replenish the ranks.
Isis moved over to Sean and repeated the process. The boy’s penis grew but no matter how long she stroked it she never got any white stuff out of it. That was alright some of the younger girls in the village would need to practices mating and the younger male could be used for that.
 Isis decided moved over to the females. She began rubbing older woman’s 38 D breasts. Despite herself Debbie’s tits began to firm. She felt the old stirrings between her legs. Isis stuck her finger between the woman’s legs and quickly brought her to orgasm. Then it was the little girl’s turn. She checked Elisa’s flat chest then slid a finger inside the girl to check on her innocents. Isis stuck a finger and hit an obstruction, Elisa’s hymen.
 She turned to the villagers and said, “I need two volunteers to look after the men. You will have to feed them and clean them, but as a reward you will be the first to use them. Lots of arms rose into the air including her daughter’s.
“No Alkestis, you are to tend the young girl. She will be your daughter as you are mine.”
 Two others were chosen a girl on the steps of womanhood for Sean and an old woman of 25 for George. The men were taken away to the fatting hut by their care takers.
That left the mother/daughter to be taken care of. “Alkestis take the little one home. As for the other one,” Isis said looking around. She saw one of her best soldiers. “Klymene take this and teach her your warrior ways.”
The woman came over and hefted Debbie to her feet. She shook her head saying, “my queen I will do my best, but she is awful large.”
The queen answered, “I understand. If you feel she is not working we will find another place for her, perhaps in our bellies.” Klymene nodded and picked up the protesting woman and took her away.
In the fattening hut the amazons had forced the men to drink a potion. An hour later both were as big and hard as they had ever been before in their lives. The care takers stretch the father and son out so their erections pointed straight up.
 “Stop this you harlots this isn’t right! I am only supposed to mate with my wife,” George exclaimed as he struggled to get away from his captive.
Sean wasn’t sure what to do. His parents had said sex without marriage was evil. Still when that lady had rubbed him earlier it felt so good.
 He wondered what the girl was going to do now he was already big. Sean found out a minute later, because the girl stood over him and slowly lowered herself onto his erection. She wiggled and the boy began to respond as nature intended. He no longer struggled to free himself but to drive his boyhood in as deep as he could get it.
 When they finished Sean began to wonder about his father’s preaching’s about how evil sex was outside of marriage. This was fun and no bolt of lightning had come down from heaven to smite them dead either.
 George still fought the woman lower herself on to him. He tried his best no to cum, but it was no use in the end he did.
In the biggest house in the compound Alkestis and Elisa were getting to know each other. Alkestis was 16 and ten years ago she herself had been a captive, but she had learn it was better to join the others then to end up on a table as her parents had.
 The first thing was to force her to drink a potion that wiped all of her memory for a month. She put her hand to her chest and pronounced then she moved her hand to her new daughter’s chest saying, “Eutychia.” She repeated this several times until the girl answered with her new name. Next she picked up a piece of fruit and said it name. Her daughter tried to pronounce it but failed. Still they worked on it and soon the girl was able to say it with out to much difficulty.
A week later Elisa/Eutychia could speak the language very well. She talked with her new mother about when she would be well enough to go out of the house.
Alkestis had told her she bumped her head and that was why she couldn’t remember anything. It was explained to her that she was still a child until the Festival of Atriums at the next full moon. Then she would become a full member of the village. Even more important than that, she would be a member of the royal family and one day queen.
So a please Alkestis brought her to the queen saying, “This is my daughter Eutychia.”
The girl bowed saying in ancient Greek, “I am happy to be a member of the family.”
Isis smiled saying, “Eutychia is nice name. It means happiness.” The girl smiled it was a fitting name.
 Unlike her daughter Debbie was having a hard time adjusting to life as an Amazon. She was taught the use of a bow, but couldn’t hit a target from 10 paces away. The worse thing for her was agility she was to walk across a log over a stream and kept falling in to it. She was then to run to a net and climb, but her feet always became tangled in the holes.
After a week Klymene approached the queen and apologized by telling her, “The outsider you sent for training is too clumsy and fat to become one of us.” Isis sighed she had heard reports from others that this woman was entertaining.
 The queen said, “I understand. I will talk Lia to see about getting her cook.” Isis could have summoned the cook to her but decided to see what was cooking. The queen saw that Lia had prepared three roasting pits. She asked, “Why three pits? There are only two males to cook for the Festival of Artemis.”
 Lia’s answer was, “the new woman is fat. I’ve seen her flopping everywhere. So I think you will tell me to cook the woman, along with her mate and male child.”
Isis laughed as she said, “You are right; I want her cooked for the festival too. I will have her deliver to you tonight so that you can enjoy preparing her.” The queen knew this citizen didn’t care for the male captives only the females who didn’t become members of the tribe.
Debbie was relieved to be away from that trainer. She couldn’t remember when she had worked that hard.
Still the woman wasn’t sure what was going to happen here. This looked like a kitchen but different from any she’d seen before. There was a stone oven bigger then she’d ever seen. Debbie thought they could fit a cow in there without chopping it up, although she hadn’t seen any livestock around. Then there was a big pot in the middle of the room. Debbie swallowed hard there were stories of cannibals using such a pot to cook missionaries in.
Her hands were once again tied behind her back. Lia proceeded to feel her and make comments that the future food didn’t understand.
It was lucky for Debbie that she didn’t’ understand, because she would have been horrified to hear things like “nice hunches” and “plenty of breast meat.”
Once Lia had finished inspecting the meat she took the captive to her sleeping area. She forced Debbie onto her bed spread and tied the woman’s legs to the edge of it. Ida slid her head in-between the struggling woman’s legs and licked her pussy.
 Debbie swore at her captor, which was against her religion. It was just as wrong as oral sex was. Sex was for having children and not to be enjoyed.
Lia ignored the woman screams and continued licking until the woman cursing tuned to moans of satisfaction. Also Debbie’s thrashings were no longer about trying about trying to escape, but trying to get her captor’s tongue deeper inside her pussy.
Juices flowed from the woman and Lia found her taste wasn’t too bad. She wasn’t too sweet, nor was she too sour. Lia knew that she have to add spice when she cooked, but the festival was still a week away so she had time to sweeten the meat up. The male captive’s were fed well and many of the villagers enjoyed their company for an hour. The father and son could accommodate all of them thanks to the potion that kept them in a constant state of readiness. The night before the Festival of Artemis the family was reunited for the first time in two weeks. All were tied except Elisa who walked over to her brother and father.
“Which to ride first” she said in ancient Greek. She was now Eutychia and there was no signs of recognition in her eyes as looked at her former family. To the girl they were just toys and meat. All three members of her family tried to talk to her at once.
Her father said, “Thank heavens you’re alive!” While her mother wanted to know, “where have they been? What have they been doing to you?” As for her brother he asked, “Have they been having sex with you too?” Eutychia didn’t answer, she had no memory of the English language anymore. Instead she measured each of the males and decided to ride the younger one. Elisa didn’t realize she was committing incest with her brother, a big no-no in her up bring up as Elisa.
 As Eutychia though, this was considered normal for a girl her age. She had been told, by her “mother”, what to expect when she mounted one of the males.
 As Eutychia slid up and down on Sean’s stiff cock she marveled the sensation. Never in her life would she have believed how much fun this was. Faster and fast she moved until a scream of delight as her first orgasm and she fell off him panting.
Her parents were horrified at what they witnessed Elisa doing with her brother. After a short rest the girl crawled over to her father.
 It was Eutychia who licked her lips before taking her father into her mouth. Alkestis had told her that the bigger male would squirt stuff into her mouth if she sucked on it and he did after only a few minutes of sucking.
Last Eutychia played with the female captive, kneading her breasts and sucking on her nipples. Debbie pleaded for her to stop, because this was wrong on so many levels. Unfortunately the language barrier prevented her daughter from understanding and she enjoyed the woman.
The next morning the caretakers came in with 3 cups of amber liquid and forced it down their throat. Soon their stomachs began rumbling and then their bowel evacuated. After the family had system completely emptied they were washed and taken to Lia.
Eutychia was there to help prepare the meat for the feast as part of her retraining. The three of them hoist up by their hands to a cross beam in the kitchen. Then the caretakers were dismissed their job complete. While there were two at the beginning of the job, two weeks ago, they left this morning as four. David and Sean had done their job too, the boy having come of age during his captivity. “First we need to spice them up a little,” Lia said to her helper. Salt was given Eutychia who rubbed into the meat’s skin. This alone would bring out their natural flavors when they were roasted. Next metal poles were placed against their backs and tied to their bodies. It was that point the family knew their fate. They pleas for mercy went unanswered and their feet were secured to the pole. Debbie tried telling her daughter this was wrong. “Elisa you have to remember us. Were your family and you can’t cook us,” she said. The reply was from a stranger and sent a shiver down her spine. Eutychia stared at the meat for a moment then hefted a breast in her hand and smacked her lips. Turning to Lia she asked, “will I be able to have one of these when their cooked?”
The cooked laughed, “There’s an awful lot meat there for just one person. I think you mother or grandmother might share with you. They’ll have man stick on their plate.”
Eutychia giggled saying, “the big meat was kind of tasty.” One by one Lia untied the hands and pinned them to their sides where here assistant tied them. Eutychia brought three pieces of red fruit to Lia and the cook shoved one into each of the meats mouths.
 Both stood back to admired the meat for a moment before picking up the boy meat and taking him outside. Sean’s spit was placed on two “Y” poles over an unlit BBQ pit. Both his parent’s joined him a short time later, and were placed over two other pits. Half a dozen little girls came over and placed small branches underneath the three of trespassers. They screamed and thrashed about trying to free themselves.
 To their surprise it was Elsa/Eutychia who carried a torch over and set the branches on fire. The flames caressed the bodies of the meat, who continued to screaming into their fruit gags. Three women were selected and began turning each of the spits. Once the fire had die off, leaving only glowing coals, the meat was lowered to the middle setting.
Eutychia watched as first the boy turned to meat then the bigger ones and she became sad for reason. She didn’t realize way back in her brain the Elisa part remembered the cooking meat was family. The feeling soon went away though. A few hours later the meat was cooked and placed on tables.
The queen made a little speech thanking their goddess for the meat and placed a plate of food for her to dine on. Then she sliced George’s still firm cock and balls for herself. She sliced Sean’s cock and balls for Alkestis and the right breast from Debbie for Eutychia.
 The girl picked it up and bit the nipple off. Elisa might have remembered suckling, but not now she was Alkestis. She also traded with her family for pieces of penis. The girl found all of the meat delicious.
 Elisa’s memory did come back by the next full moon but like all converts she did not try to escape. She had eaten portions of her mother, father and brother and found them delicious. So technically she was a cannibal and if she went back would be put away forever. Besides she was now a real life princess.

THE END