The Taming of Amazonia by Stacy Barehugger A boy raised by an Amazon and an Amazonian boy-killer wrestle naked. Slightly longer description: An exiled Amazon's young son believes he knows what it takes to survive naked combat with a young Amazonian boy-killer. This story borrows from "Homians 9" by Hardie, so please read it first! Quick note by author: I was very much inspired by Hardie's story "Homians 9" (so please read that story before mine). I particularly liked the clever way in which one young Amazon overcomes her male adversary by using brain over brawn. I was also disturbed by the story, particularly in the brutal killing of more or less innocent boys and men by their female opponents, but perhaps that is a good thing. It made me realize that this story is a reverse of reality -where women are more often than men the victim of abuse and injustice. As such, it might provide male readers with a sense of what women have to tolerate, or at least how they feel when men try to some extent to subjugate them. Still, I wondered if perhaps Amazonia should be changed to be a little more respectful towards men. Of course, to do that, the men would have to learn a few lessons, and prove that they have a right. This story contains sex and violence, and should not be read by those who are too young and/or impressionable for it. Story: The Homians were not the only people who sought protection from the Amazons in exchange for their services. Other outsiders had sought passage into Amazonia as well. Many of these people were men, and many of those men knew full well that if the armies that encroached upon their villages did not kill them, then the Amazons likely would, just in testing their worthiness to gain the right to survive as a citizen, or as a slave. Young Amazon girls slaughtered their often much larger opponents in the training arenas using usually only their bodies unencumbered by clothes, or weapons even. Few of their the male opponents knew of the secrets that allowed the girls to prevail as such. It was true that many of the girls were healthier and stronger than most females of the same age on the outside of Amazonia, but it was not the greater amount of muscle that was most noticeably different about the young Amazons, but rather, their speed and skill, as well as what the uninitiated might call "luck", while the better initiated would call "strategy". It was clear even to the outsiders, however, that the Amazons were trained to have a strong, fearless mindset. As for the Amazons' secret battle strategies, they only shared them with those that they trained, including sometimes women from the outside, such as the Homians. Almost never, however, were males privy to such information. There was, however, one notable exception. Amazonia had come to know a well-muscled sixteen year old boy named Kai whose handsomeness made many a young Amazon's head turn. Kai's mother was also known as one of the greatest warrioresses to have ever graced Amazonia, but as well, an Amazon once exiled from Amazonia for her desire to raise her son outside of the subjugation of the Amazons. She decided that her son might have a chance to survive as a breeder in Amazonia if she returned there with him, and not just because of his good looks. The other reasons had to do with her teaching her son the Amazonian philosophies and secrets that every Amazon knew, including the procedures for combat-related training and conditioning. Unfortunately, however, Kai had never trained with an Amazon girl. His best competition in the outsider village that he lived in were other boys, and although many of these boys bested him in size and strength, Kai had nonetheless outgrown them in terms of combat ability. Along with Kai, the boys who had trained with him became the greatest prospects for warriors of their village. Kai hoped that these boys, all of whom were his friends, and all of whom would likely end up in Amazonia, would be of value to the Amazons and be spared their lives. Kai knew, however, that he had to foremost concentrate on his own survival. He had to convince his mother that he was ready - not that time or circumstance would allow him to avoid his inevitable coming to Amazonia. He wanted to impress the Amazons enough so that they would let him into their world. It was his heritage, after all, but more than anything, he wanted to impress his mother as she spectated him fighting in the arena, and he wanted to survive - for survival would not only mean an avoidance of death, but the reward of the Amazon he defeated as a mate. Secretly, Kai suspected that his mother despaired the fact that she had given birth to a boy rather than a girl. Kai wanted to prove that he was every bit as worthwhile as a girl could be. Unfortunately, however, if he lost to the Amazon he fought, her greatest goal, even if she wanted to take HIM as a mate, would still be to kill him. That purpose would be ingrained in the girl's very nature. The rule for an Amazon was to train by fighting males larger and often stronger than her, and to never show mercy to that male if he was to be defeated. It did not matter if the male was an innocent young boy. Even if the Amazon felt a warm heart toward the male she defeated, she believed it was best to suppress her feelings until her heart was cold, and the male dead. Kai's status gave him the advantage of being treated well before his fight. The Amazons allowed him to spectate a fight involving the Amazon trainee that they had selected to fight him. Kai was somewhat relieved to see that the girl, named Liana, was quite a bit younger, smaller, and presumably physically weaker than him. Still, he found her to be incredibly attractive, and he knew that might be a liability. He would have to take extra care to focus on the task at hand in his fight with her, and to "think with the right head", as his mother often advised him. Kai was also somewhat concerned that the boy, named Jobar, who was in the small arena with Liana obviously seemed to be at least as large and as strong as he was while it was plain to see that this boy was slowly but surely being defeated. At least Kai knew more than Jobar did about why the boy was being defeated. It was an old Amazon trick - give the male a burdensome weapon to rely on while his Amazon opponent used her brain more than her brawn. Had the boy in the ring not been given the heavy spear, he might have actually been able to kill his adversary in a naked wrestling match -although most likely not without experiencing much pain to his protruding weakness. Kai knew that the inferiority of men to women when it came to naked combat rested in their exposed genitals, but he also knew that there was usually a superiority of men to women in brute strength in the upper body, and that a woman's upper body and neck were her weak points. Still, no Amazon worth her mettle would allow a male to gain access to her upper body before giving him the fight of his life using her legs, and Amazons NEVER had weak legs. The Amazons knew enough to brutalize and wear down a male before going in for the kill. They instinctively knew to abuse his manhood, and if possible, to blind him and disorient him. Even if in the rare case that a man could not be disabled by an Amazon by her trying to inflict pain on him, she might resort to using sexual pleasure on him to disorient and weaken him. After a male was disabled or disoriented by an Amazon, it didn't matter if her arms were not much stronger than an ordinary girl's. It didn't take much strength to kill a man - even one who was not so badly brutalized - if the Amazon wrapped her legs around the male's neck, or her arms in the deadly sleeper hold. Kai watched his fourteen year old opponent-to-be use such a hold on the poor muscular boy she had brutalized. Kai felt sorry for the boy who was his age. On the other hand, as he witnessed the Amazon slowly constrain the boy's neck and sexually stimulate herself at the same time against the boy's back, Kai too felt an erotic sensation from witnessing the powerful interaction of flesh against flesh. Kai allowed himself to ejaculate, deciding that action would help him to stay focussed on the fight with Liana, which was only moments away. It was time. Kai was handed the heavy spear, and he took it, although he knew better than to rely on it. Liana was still sweaty, although remarkably untired, from her previous fight. Despite his unerect state, Kai knew that the girl was a vision of beauty. Despite all of Kai's training, he felt incredibly nervous. He had never been this close to a girl in the nude, nor had he ever had to fight one before - and for his life no less. Before coming to Amazonia, Kai's had developed sexually enough that his burning ambition was to find a female mate. Now, he was forced to focus on other matters, and he feared that he had a potential to lose that focus, and that his opponent might use that potential against him. Although Kai could not determine on the outset if that was part of Liana's strategy, it was obvious to him that she was using the same strategy on him as she was with her previous opponent. She was taunting him to try and stab her. Kai pretended that he intended to oblige, but then ran towards her until he was within a few feet of her, and threw the middle of the shaft the heavy object's shaft at her midsection. To the collective gasp of the spectators, the girl lost her balance and fell on her back. At the same time, however, she seemed unhurt. Kai knew that even if she was hurt, her well-trained mind was keeping the pain at bay. Kai knew that an Amazon on her back was easier to fight than an Amazon standing up. Kai also knew that the first priority of an Amazon is to attack her opponent's genitalia, and secondly, if the first priority does not do enough, to attack his torso or neck using her legs. Therefore, Kai intended to take control of her hands and legs very quickly. He pounced on her like a tiger and quickly used his superior arm strength to pin her arms. He tried to get his crotch as close to hers as he could so as to avoid getting his kicked, but she was lighting quick to ensnare his midsection within her thighs. Fortunately, Kai's conditioning had allowed him to prepare for such an occasion by building up a wall of abdominal muscle that could withstand the incredible constraining pressure of strong female legs. Still, Kai knew that there was no guarantee that he could withstand the pressure longer than it would take for the girl's legs to tire out. With both of his hands being occupied, it seemed that he was at somewhat of a stalemate with the girl. Kai took a deep breath, and realized that he was no longer nervous. He might not have been winning the fight, but he finally felt that he was in his element - doing what he was meant to do, and what he had always prepared to do. He couldn't help but observe the interplay of his body and his muscles with those of his opponent's. She was beautiful in every way, and yet deadly as r, well. He certainly did not underestimate his opponent. That was the FIRST rule of his combat training. He feared her somewhat, and he knew that it was wise to do so, but more than that - seeing her body in motion, and feeling the danger of the situation that he was in - he was starting to become aroused. He was amazed at how quickly his erection was starting to return. There was no use fighting his powerful urges, he thought. Besides, soon he would have to try to use his sexual energy to his advantage, if he survived long enough to get the chance. Of course, the risk was that his opponent might use his sexual energy against him. Kai looked into his lovely adversary's eyes, or perhaps it was the soul behind her eyes. It was all fire, and he felt electric. Then, the impossible happened. He smiled at her. He could not HELP but smile at her, and she responded the same way, projecting a mirror image of the calm confidence he felt. Kai knew he didn't want to die, but he also knew that if he died in this girl's arms, he might at least feel honored to have fought her, even happy that he shared with her a certain passion, even if it was more for the fighting than for each other. Ironically, Kai knew he could probably kill the girl if he wanted to, and he knew he might have to just to defend himself, but at the same time, his true goal was to defeat the girl mercifully. If he was forced to kill her, then he would surely be paired up against a much greater adversary, and he might not survive that. He knew, therefore, that his best hope for survival, and indeed a better life, was defeat Liana, which would automatically force her into accepting him as her mate, whether she wanted to or not. Somehow, he had the feeling that she DID want to become his mate, provided, of course, that he could pass the test of survival she was throwing at him. Kai knew that if he relinquished his pinning hold on the girl to try and pry her legs open, she would have her hands free to not only choke him, but to brutalize his face. Of course, he could brutalize her, but if indeed she was to become his mate, he wanted to be able to sleep at night with little worry that his mate was not waiting to avenge herself. He knew she wanted some good wrestling competition, and maybe even a little hurt, but he had to limit himself to a civil, sporting fight, if that was at all possible. Yet, he knew that he had to do something that would allow for some time on his side, and a way to protect himself. At least his mind was still focussed, and he knew he wasn't exactly out of options. He chose one option - one that unfortunately had to be somewhat brutal. He crashed his head into the girl's midsection, causing her to yowl in pain and lose her air. The audience responded almost the same way in sympathy for the girl. Kai immediately buried his face between the girl's breasts, let go of her wrists, and immediately began to focus most of his energy into prying apart her legs. As he expected, the girl did not immediately fight back, but flailed her arms against Kai's back, which stood in the way of her attempt to clutch her painful abdomen. It was only a moment, however, before the Amazon cleared her mind and began to focus once again on destroying her adversary. She took the only option that seemed open to her, and began to breast-smother Kai and grind his face into her chest. This action was not unexpected to Kai, and he had already swallowed some air before the smother, lest his breathing become labored or impossible. It took a long time and much grunting and groaning from both wrestlers, but Kai finally pried open the girl's legs and continued with his strategy to get his crotch as close to the girl's as possible - not only in order to prevent her from destroying him with her legs, but also to attempt to defeat her in a sexual submission. Kai muscled the girl's arms away from the back of his head and slowly but surely pinned her again. The girl let out a groan of frustration. Still, Kai noticed that she seemed unafraid of the shifting tide. Kai hoped that she had already trusted that he would try to claim her as a mate rather than try to kill her. Now, as Kai tried to muscle himself into position, his penis, erect and throbbing almost painfully in anticipation, entered the girl's vagina, and both wrestlers let out a collective, orgasmic- sounding groan, while the spectators either gasped or stared quietly riveted to the scene. In some ways, it seemed that Kai had already won - having the girl fully pinned and controlled. In another sense, however, the wrestling match had just begun, for sex and wrestling have much in common. Kai still had to keep his mind on maintaining his dominant position. If he lost his leverage, the girl could role him over and the fight could ensue once again, perhaps more brutally than it already had. The girl strained for a chance to escape the pin, and the constant hip thrusts. Soon, however, a glazed look came over her eyes, and instead of struggling, she relaxed, perhaps somewhat involuntarily, and her fast-breathing mouth became agape. Kai instinctively administered persistent, deep kisses on Liana, and Liana did not even try to avoid them. Somewhat to Kai's surprise, his opponent even responded back in kind to one of his French kisses. Even the playful tongue wrestling, combined with some powerful vaginal constrictions, seemed to mirror the girl's competitiveness. Kai admired her passion. She refused to go down with a fight, and even now, as she was losing, she was passionate about the fight. Kai noticed that the heat generated between his and Liana's body was at an all-time high, and the sensual feeling of her breasts heaving strongly against his chest did not go unnoticed to him either. Kai pondered the situation a little. Perhaps Liana was glad to finally have found a boy that could give her good competition - not to mention her first MALE lover. Even in the lovemaking, Kai could feel and appreciate the awesome pound-for-pound power of his opponent. He loved the sensuous feeling of the interplay of his and the girl's sweaty, straining bodies. He loved the fact that what he was experiencing wasn't just sex, and the first time he had experienced it, but a more potent combination of sex and wrestling. Wrestling was a sport he had a great passion for, and it seemed to enhance the sex into wonderfully overwhelming proportions. Liana seemed the most exciting and overwhelming to him now that he was making love to her and struggling to maintain his dominance over her - moreso even than when he was trying to escape her scissors. Finally, Kai realized that he could no longer hold back his inevitable explosion. He had hoped that the Liana would cum before he did, and that in her afterglow, he would hold her weakened body firmly enough to remind her that she must inevitably submit to him. Kai, however, ejaculated first, and involuntarily relaxed on top of the girl. It was an Amazon rule that in such a situation of ejaculation during sexual wrestling, you must allow the pinned wrestler one arm free to tap out a defeat, with risk that that arm may be used to fight you back. Kai released the right-handed girl's left arm, and instead of feeling her fight him back, he immediately felt the warmth of her response in her fast-flowing cum. It was first contact. Kai cherished the experience, which was intense and worthy enough to commit to his long-term memory. Liana was too spent now to fight Kai off of her, and in fact, she used her free arm to affectionately, tightly embrace him to her. Kai admired the strength of her one-armed embrace. He recalled a saying of some Homian men he knew - that when an Amazon decides to make love to you, her sexual power is such that you can not escape her, even if you want to. The Amazon that embraced Kai finally, gently tapped his back. He propped himself up a little to peer into her face, which was still glazed over slightly with a look of ecstacy. She finally took notice of him and looked deep into his eyes. Kai felt himself smiling gently at her, and without him giving much conscious thought, his hand that had pinned her other arm released it and gently caressed the side of her face. She smiled back and caressed his face as well, and then she offered to kiss him, and he accepted, feeling connected with another human being in a way he had never before fathomed. The crowd broke their silence and cheered. They had seen a great fight, and a great romance, and Kai was declared to be a citizen of Amazonia - known as one of the few males physically capable of killing an Amazon, but mentally able only to protect the citizens of Amazonia. Kai's opponent was no longer an adversary, but his mate. Soon, she was also his wife, in a marriage that involved Kai proving his trust to the girl by willingly allowing her to choke him out in a sleeper hold. It wasn't the typical marriage that the outsiders had known of, but it was good enough for Amazonia. In fact, it was good enough for Kai, who actually enjoyed the feeling of being controlled in the sleeper hold so much that it was all it took to make him ejaculate - that, and falling unconscious in his mate's strong, warm, welcoming arms for all the spectators to see. Kai helped his wife to maintain her training and conditioning, and soon, out of respect for her young husband, she no longer wished to kill any boys, or innocent men. Kai and his wife grew to love each other, despite the fact that she would many times insist on again wrestling him and prove capable of sometimes defeating him - times that he cherished in fact. At the very least, the wrestling, and the lovemaking that often intertwined with it, was always interesting and very healthy. Soon, however, the invaders came, and it was time to put the combat training to good use. Kai fought alongside his wife to protect Amazonia from its invaders. The war did not last long. The Amazons had not only the greater skill, but with the addition of the female Homian allies, they had the greater numbers as well. In addition to Kai, the Amazons allowed a few other elite males to fight on their side. The end result was that the invaders quickly perished. Kai might have had difficulty killing other men had it not been for his love for his wife, which motivated him to protect her fiercely. As such, Kai gained a reputation as one of the greatest of the Amazon warriors - period. Kai's friends from his old village were some of the those men who were allowed to live both as warriors and as sparring partners for the Amazons. Although they suffered somewhat from the sparring, they were mostly well-treated. In fact, out of respect for Kai, Amazonia ruled it illegal for an Amazon to kill her male sparring partner. By the time Liana had bore her and Kai's children, Amazonia had changed, due especially to men like Kai that had won over the trust and respect of Amazonia. Amazonia followed the male example of "make love, not war". The integration of the less-brutal Homian women into Amazonia was another factor that allowed males a better life there. Much later, Amazonia would split up into many new worlds, and while Amazonia may have been "tamed", the women were no less tough than before. Many fought for women's rights in the new worlds. Rightfully or wrongfully, some even became so-called "feminists", while others wrote scripts for a TV show called "Xena: The Princess Warrior". No longer, at least, were the more innocent of the boys and men in Amazonia abused, and thank Hera for that!