Amazon: Section Three

Apologies for the confusion! Last week this was listed as part four, but it should have been part three. Part four is coming out this Saturday. Amazon By Luckycat Chapter Three - Bath Despite her bravado, Cody was a realist. She completely grasped the true hopelessness of their situation and knew that any one of these Amazon women were far stronger than she or Bea. All she could do was wait patiently for them to tire of their little game and release her from the tickle torture. She felt anger and outrage at having her body used so mercilessly by these silly women, but then when she saw Luna turn and smile back at her, that feeling suddenly shifted into something entirely different; in an instant, Cody had become strongly aroused. Oola also seemed to somehow sense a change in her captive. Releasing Bea’s ankles, she stood and turned around slowly. Stepping into the warm water, she moved to sit astride her thighs. Bea remained very still, watching Oola with a soft questioning smile. Folding her long arms around Bea’s shoulders, Oola pressed her body tightly against hers. “Would you not like to laugh with me Bea?” Oola asked seductively. Not understanding the red-haired woman’s words, Bea looked to Cody for help, but saw that her friend was staring at Luna, her mind occupied and distant. She turned back to face Oola, and for some strange reason she couldn’t explain, bent forward to lightly kiss the Amazon woman’s mouth. Oola smiled and giggled softly, her face assuming a quizzical aspect. Then leaning forward, she took hold of Bea’s head, twisting it as she carefully inspected her face and profile as though she were buying a carpet. Apparently pleased, she gently returned Bea’s kiss. Then turning to her friends, she shouted in a loud, clear voice; “Take notice! I Oola!—now claim this Bea woman as my own, to have war and to laugh with!” Xantha and the five other tall women looked at her in surprise. Luna smiled knowingly and nodded her approval. “But how can you know that she is the right one for you Oola?” A woman asked. “You have just met her.” “I am certain, quite certain.” Oola said nodding. “I have long dreamed of finding one as pretty and as smart as this Bea woman. Her face is somehow—familiar to me, and pleases me greatly. Surely in our past lives we were as one.” Xantha released Cody’s ankles and stood. And then with a mixture of both happiness and disappointment, she and the other women walked quietly from the room. Luna moved in close to hold Cody’s feet and began to massage them lovingly, bending down to kiss the tops of the toes and tease them with her tongue. Cody’s passion mounted. Blushing, she turned to look at Bea. Bea tore her eyes reluctantly from Oola’s. “What did Oola say Cody?” “I’m not completely sure Beanie, something about targas. But I’m pretty certain that she just said that she’s claimed your body.” “Oh…I see.” Bea said, and turned to shyly smile at Oola. Through a pure force of will, Cody made an effort to remove her mind from Luna’s tongue. “Beanie, I don’t think that you understand. Oola wants your body—she wants to have sex with you!” Bea’s eyes widened. “Really?” “Yes! Let me explain to her that you’re not like her, that you’re not gay.” Bea looked at Oola, then at Cody. “Are you sure? Maybe she’s just being… friendly.” “Duh!! Come on Bea, Wake up! She’s trying to seduce you!” “Is—is that a bad thing Cody?” Cody shook her head in frustration. “For you, yes! Let me talk to her, and try to explain things gently so that maybe she’ll just go away.” Luna had been listening and raised her head. Although she didn’t understand their words, she clearly understood their meaning. “Oola! The bean-woman is not yet ready to laugh with you. Her soul is very fragile, and she needs time to consider what you ask. Go away now, and give her time to choose.” Oola’s eyes flashed angrily. “It is not for her to choose! It is for me to take her as I choose!” Luna shook her head firmly. “If she were a village woman who wore a targa yes, but she is a stranger and must be allowed to choose for herself.” Oola glared at Luna hotly. But in a moment her anger faded, and she nodded. “Your words are fair Luna, I will wait. But I have chosen this Bea, and I shall not wait long for her to decide.” And bending forward, she kissed Bea with such fervor and tenderness that for an instant, Cody became jealous. It was at the exact moment of this kiss, that the pieces of the puzzle fell neatly into place for Cody. Staring at her friend and the woman astride her, Cody realized that with the exception of their hairstyle and color, the two women could pass for identical twins. Their faces, eyes, mouths and even their small ears were incredibly alike. “My God,” Cody exclaimed. “Bea, she looks just like you!” “What?” Bea said, reluctantly meeting Cody’s eyes. “Oola! She’s your double, she could pass for your twin sister!” Bea blinked, looking confused. Taking Oola’s face in her hands she examined her closely. “I don’t see any resemblance,” She said. Cody blew out a breath. “No? Well just trust me beanie, it’s there!” Cody, Bea and Luna sat silently for some moments after Oola had left the bathhouse. Cody was embarrassed for having interfered in Bea’s apparent infatuation, but it was only out of her love for her friend that she had deemed to do so. Luna was silent and stared at Bea, her brown eyes full of concern. Despite the warmth of the water Bea felt oddly cold without Oola’s warm slender body on hers. She felt a loss, as though a part of her had been stolen from her, taken away. “It grows dark.” Luna said at last. “It is yet early, but you are both tired and should rest. We will go to my house and sleep now.” Cody smiled up at Luna. “I’ll come, but I don’t think that I’ll want to sleep.” Luna stroked the sole of Cody’s foot. “Sleep first, I will awaken you later so that we may have war with one another, this I promise.” Cody grinned. “Good news Bea, bed time!” “I’m not the least bit sleepy,” Bea said sadly. “I want to see Oola again.” Bedroom Luna’s house proved to be a single small room set high above the city. Exhausted by the events of the long day, Cody and Bea trudged wearily up the numerous stone steps of the long winding staircase to enter into a small room with a low ceiling. Luna’s life was a simple one. The room displayed no adornment or sign of any frivolous self-indulgence or personal possessions. The only furnishings were a large bed mounted upon a wooden platform and a small table and a chair that sat before the single small open window. Several coarsely woven blankets lay upon the bed, and taking one, Bea spread it out on the floor beside the open window. “You two take the bed, I think that you’ll need it more than I will. I’ll be fine right here.” “Bea…” Cody said. “I’m just fine! Now go to sleep…or…whatever!” Cody opened her mouth to protest, but her words seemed to stick in her throat. At last she said, “Thanks Bea.” She lay down quietly on the bed, patting the mattress for Luna to lie beside her. All three were sound asleep in minutes. Oola They had been asleep for some time when Cody felt a gentle tug at her arm. Waking quickly, she turned towards Luna to see her pointing at the doorway. Oola stood silently, framed in the opening and wearing only her teeta. Her expression was a curious blend of embarrassment and boldness. “I have come for Bea.” She said simply. At the sound of her name, Bea opened her eyes and looked about her dazedly. When she saw Oola, her mind cleared instantly and she sat up with a wide smile. “Oola!” The red-haired woman turned and her eyes became alight with passion. “Hello pretty one. I thought that you might be ready to come with me, have you decided?” Without taking her eyes from Oola, Bea asked Cody, “What did she just say?” “She wants to know if you want to go on a—date—with her. But I think that…” “Yes!!!” Bea said excitedly, jumping to her feet. “Bea.” Cody said gently. “Thin

“I get what you’re saying. We know next to nothing about these folks.” “Oh, is that so, Cody? Well, you seem close enough with Luna to be in bed with her, so surely you must know something.” Cody lowered her head and shook it, letting out a breath. “I trust her, Bea.” “Really now? I wonder why? First she threatened us with bow and arrow, then led us around in circles trying to hide the village’s location from us. And when we were bathing, she didn’t lift a finger to help. Plus, she still calls us captives—yet you trust her?” Cody met her gaze. “Yes.” Bea was quiet for a moment, glancing at Oola who stood watching patiently. Turning back, she said, “So do I, Cody! Despite everything today, like you, I know we can trust Luna. Being able to read people accurately is a gift we both seem to have, and I also know that I can trust Oola.” Cody leaned on one arm, silent for a moment as she rubbed her hair with her fingers. “Look here, Beanie,” she said finally. “I know you like Oola—I do too. She’s smart, quick-witted, and full of life.” Bea nodded. “And very beautiful,” Cody added. Bea nodded again, grinning softly. “Like me?” Cody smiled wryly. “Just like you!” “So where’s the problem?” “The problem, Beanie—is that Oola is a lesbian and you’re not!” Oola raised an eyebrow and gave Cody an impatient look; she was getting tired of this conversation and motioned for Bea to come along. “Well—maybe she is! So what?” Bea said, angry now. Her eyes narrowed. “One of my very best friends is a lesbian, and I don’t avoid her company just because she’s gay!” “Bisexual,” Cody stated evenly. “Sure, whatever.” Cody nodded. “Point taken. I just want to make sure you don’t get hurt.” Bea stood up and moved to sit on the bed beside Cody. “I know that, Cody, and I love you for it.” “Then why, Beanie? Why risk a relationship with someone you know nothing about who could hurt you? You don’t even speak the same language.” Bea looked at Oola and smiled sadly. “Because she makes me feel different…alive! I have this special feeling for her that I’ve never felt before. If I don’t see it through, I might never find out who I really am and hate myself for the rest of my life.” Cody looked into her friend’s eyes, then lowered her head. “Besides,” Bea continued. “We don’t need to speak the same language; we can speak the language of love!” Cody grimaced and rolled her eyes. “Oh my God, Bea! Do you have any idea how stupid that sounded?” Bea grinned. “Pretty stupid, huh?” “Yeah, real stupid. Mall-hair stupid!” Bea shrugged. “Well, there it is; I guess I’m just stupid.” “And this stupid girl is still going with Oola?” Bea nodded curtly. “Yes, I am.” “Is there nothing I can say to change your mind?” Cody asked, already knowing the answer. “No,” Bea said, standing up. “Any advice—Mom?” Cody laughed briefly. “Yeah, don’t wreck the llama, and be home by eleven.” Bea walked over to Oola and slid her arms around the red-haired woman’s waist. Standing on tiptoes, she kissed her mouth gently with both passion and fear. As Cody watched them embrace, it seemed as though Bea was kissing her own image in a mirror. Then, without looking back, Bea took Oola by the hand and led her out into the dark hall. The red-haired woman briefly turned to meet Luna’s eyes; Luna pointed a warning finger at her. Oola nodded once and followed Bea from the room.

War Cody lay quietly, listening as the soft patting of their bare feet receded down the steps. The sound faded slowly until it was gone. She was still worried about Bea and cursed the fact that her friend could be so headstrong at times. Worse, she blamed herself for constantly praising the virtues of two women being together. She wondered if, in the four years they had known each other, their endless frank discussions hadn’t chipped away at Bea’s natural defense wall, slowly seducing her into a lifestyle that was unnatural and wrong for her. Cody had been open about her sexuality with Bea from day one when they met in the campus bookstore. On the second day, she made a half-hearted pass at her but was good-naturedly yet firmly rebuffed. Although Cody found Bea very attractive and incredibly smart, she hadn’t really been her type after all. Her type was any passive, sexually needy woman who would allow Cody to dominate her in bed. Bea was far too intelligent and proud for that. Moreover, she seemed totally uninterested in casual dating, often telling Cody of her desire to meet the man of her dreams. She assured Cody she’d recognize him instantly, believing the need to play the field and fill her bed with an endless stream of partners was pointless—a huge waste of time. Cody shook her head, thinking it ironic that the first time Bea showed real erotic interest in someone, it had been for Oola—a woman!

A warm arm suddenly enfolded her waist. Turning, she saw Luna’s face smiling at her with concern. “The bean-woman will be safe. Oola can be wild at times; full of tricks and fire! But she is also a good woman. Your friend is in no danger with her.” Cody turned and smiled softly, pulling herself against Luna to kiss her lips tenderly. “I know that, Luna. It’s just that Bea has no idea what she’s gotten into. She’s not a lesbian.” Luna blinked. “What is that?” Cody giggled and poked Luna playfully with her finger. “You know! A woman who likes to have sex with another woman instead of a man.” “Sex? What is this… sex?” Cody rolled her eyes. “Sex! You know… War.” Luna grinned broadly. “Yes, war! Oola will want to have war with the bean-woman tonight, and she will win too; she is small but very strong!” “Win? What do you mean? When two people have sex they both win.” Luna shook her head firmly. “No! They both laugh, but only one can win!” Cody felt as though she were making a career of being confused around this Amazon woman. “I think, Luna, that you need to explain exactly how this war thing works—slowly!” In answer, Luna jumped over Cody’s body and knelt beside the bed. She fumbled underneath, then smiled as she pulled out several hemp ropes and tossed them at Cody. Cody sat up with her legs crossed, staring at Luna. “What are these?” “Ropes.” “I know they’re ropes, snake-killer; what are they for?” “To bind your hands and feet when I defeat you in war.” Cody smirked. “So besides the foot-fetish, you’re into bondage too?” Luna looked at Cody questioningly. “You want to try tying me with these?” Luna nodded excitedly. “Yes! And struggle as you will, you will never escape my knots!” Cody bristled. “Oh, and I suppose you think I’m just going to lie back quietly while you tie me up?” Luna frowned. “I hope not, little one! Where would be the fun of war if you refused to fight back?”]

“Oh!” Cody exclaimed. “I get it; we’re supposed to fight to see who gets tied.” Luna nodded eagerly. “Yes! The loser becomes bound and the winner has her at her mercy,” she added sweetly, “But I shall show you no mercy!” Cody nodded. “Oh, you won’t? Well what if I defeat you? Maybe I won’t show you any mercy either! I’m very strong, you know!” Luna covered her mouth to hide a smile. “Oh yes, I know that you are indeed very strong! I am quite afraid of fierce Cody!”

“And you should be!” Cody said bravely. “Come on! Just try using these damned ropes on me, and I’ll teach you a lesson you won’t forget!”

Temple The evening was warm and beautiful. Although the soft rumble of thunder could still be heard to the west, the steady slow rain had finally stopped. It was after midnight as Bea and Oola walked together along

The street ahead of the city was illuminated only by moonlight and occasional torches glowing in high, open windows. Bea’s arm rested around the red-haired woman’s waist, while Oola held Bea’s hips with a possessive grip, as if claiming her.

Bea wasn’t sure where Oola was taking her and didn’t care much. Even though Cody worried about her well-being, Bea felt that for once she had done something purely for herself. She knew without doubt that following Oola was the right choice.

They walked in silence for a while until they reached a large temple dedicated to Goddess Ixabala.

Oola turned and nodded quickly at Bea. After slipping off her teeta, she took Bea’s hand and led them into the building.

Passing through the open central door, they went down a long, wide corridor. A few steps in, Oola stopped to hang her teeta on one of many pegs protruding from the side wall.

Inside was pitch black, forcing Bea to rely on Oola’s lead. Soon, a faint glow appeared ahead. Moving forward brought them into the massive central chamber—the core of the stone-hewn structure. Torches flickered at regular intervals along the edges, providing dim light.

The temple interior was stunning. Bea marveled at its scale, wondering how so few people could have removed enough sandstone to create such a vast space. Then she realized it likely took many lifetimes rather than just one.

Square pillars adorned heavily lined the walls on both sides, rising toward an almost invisible ceiling high above. The room’s size was breathtaking, but what caught Bea’s eye most was the figure standing directly ahead.

Standing over twenty feet tall and carved from the same sandstone as the temple itself was a magnificent nude woman statue. She stood erect with one leg forward as if walking. Her left hand rested at her side, holding the handle of a small cage.

Inside the cage, Bea could see tiny figures of many women, all smiling. Some gripped the bars while others pressed their faces against them, gazing lovingly up at the tall woman. Tiny hands reached out from within, and several shapely legs hung down from the bottom.

The Goddess’s right hand was raised, her index finger pointing forward toward Oola and Bea as if beckoning or commanding them.

Bea had seen Mayan and Aztec carvings before, but those were crude, square-headed parodies of people and animals. This statue, however, was incredibly lifelike and anatomically precise—nothing finer from the Italian Renaissance. Her strong, well-muscled arms and legs were perfectly proportioned, shining with a rich wet luster in the torchlight. Even her Cleopatra-style hair and eyes were rendered with absolute perfection.

But it was the statue’s beautiful face that held Bea spellbound. Its high cheekbones, fine raised eyebrows, and amused devious smile were already imprinted on her mind forever. Except for its colossal size, these features matched exactly those of the woman standing beside her.

They belonged to Oola.

The red-haired woman took a half step forward, pointed, and said, “Ixabala!”

Game

Cody had fought fiercely, even managing to pin the larger opponent twice. The battle lasted nearly an hour, with Cody meeting hers savagely and bravely.

Having wrestled all four years in high school, Cody still remembered many holds she used to defeat bigger opponents quickly.

She applied that knowledge now, but eventually ran out of moves as Luna slipped from each hold like a greased snake. Brave, stubborn, and refusing defeat, Cody kept fighting.

However, the outcome was never really in doubt. Luna was nearly two feet taller and incredibly strong. The Amazonian clearly enjoyed her contest with Cody, intentionally baiting her with insults, laughing, and prolonging the agony.

Finally, drenched in sweat and near exhaustion, Cody lay trapped under Luna’s weight. Taking a length of rope, Luna pulled Cody’s left arm toward the bed frame and began tying her wrist. Panting and struggling weakly, Cody could only watch helplessly as one wrist was secured, then the other.

Luna took great care in binding Cody. At last, the small woman lay on her back, powerless with arms and legs spread wide. As promised, Luna’s knots were incredibly tight and placed cunningly where Cody couldn’t reach them with her fingers. Escape would be impossible.

Kneeling to sit on Cody’s stomach, Luna giggled while tapping her nose with one finger. “You have fought most fiercely little one and made me very happy. But you lost at war to me, just as I said.”

“Yeah? And so what?” Cody hissed angrily.

Luna looked surprised. “So… I am now the winner and will receive a new targa for my victory over you—one with toes that point down!”

Cody eyed her suspiciously. “Okay—so? Exactly what does that mean? What’s the big deal about these targas, and which way the toes point?”

Luna narrowed her eyes. “Truly? You do not understand?”

Cody shook her blonde head. “No!”

“Then I will make it clear to you. The targa shows the feet of two women lying together in bed, laughing with each other…what you call sex. If you were a small snake on the floor, looking up, you would see that one woman’s toes—the defeated one—point up. The other woman, the strong conqueror like me, has toes pointing down. Do you understand now little Cody?”

“Yes, I understand snake woman,” Cody said. “And please stop tapping me with your finger; it’s driving me crazy!”

“No!” Luna said with a broad smile. “You are already crazy, and it gives me pleasure to torture you this way.”

“Fine!” Cody said. “Then tell me why the hell it matters which way the damned toes point.”

Luna smiled sadly. “The woman whose feet point up is at the mercy of any more powerful woman who desires her body, and must have laughter with her whenever the stronger woman says so.” Luna brightened. “But the strong woman whose feet point down may laugh with any village woman she chooses, and refuse others she does not desire.

“So then it’s either slavery or freedom of choice,” Cody murmured. “But Luna, your targa’s feet point up.”

“Yes, as yours will be when Arris places your targa around your neck. I am much smaller than most other women and until tonight have never defeated another woman at war. I have spent many nights bound just like you are now.”

“Really? But you’re so strong,” Cody asked, her anger fading. “You’ve always lost at war?”

Luna nodded. “Yes, above all by Seena. She especially likes to laugh with my weak body and ties me often. She is very powerful and laughs very hard! I think it’s seeing me bound so tightly with ropes that makes her laugh the loudest.”

“It excites her; she’s a pervert,” Cody said, nodding.

“What is that little one?” Luna asked.

“A woman who takes pleasure in binding and torturing other women.”

Luna considered this. “I think then I am also a pervert.”

Cody grinned. “Well join the club; so am I. So maybe we shouldn’t be too hard on Seena for having her fun.”

“I do not blame Seena; I care for her as my sister. When the sun rises, my body hurts from her ropes, but my belly smiles from laughing.”

Despite her awkward position, Cody smiled. “Okay, so now that you have me tied and helpless, what happens next?”

“Next?”

“Yes, you’ve won. You’ve earned your new da

“mned targa. So untie me, let me loose. I give up!” Luna smiled and shook her head. “No little Cody, you do not understand. You must stay as you are until tomorrow morning when I ask someone to come to see that I have defeated you.” “What!!” Cody said and began to struggle. Luna nodded. “Yes. It is the only way they will believe me. The only way for me to receive my new targa.” Cody blew out an impatient breath. “But I can’t stay tied like this all night, these ropes are way too tight, they hurt!” Luna raised her body to inspect Cody’s wrists. She sat back down and said, “The rope is good. I have waited the whole night in Seena’s much tighter ones. I think that you will be fine.” “You think so?” Cody said with exasperation. “Yes. And you may even find the time you must wait most—pleasant!” “Oh?” Cody Said. Luna’s hands move to Cody’s breasts, where her long fingers began to stroke and tease her nipples gently, making them erect in seconds. Cody gasped and sighed with pleasure. After a time, Luna’s body slid downward until her chin rested just below Cody’s vagina. “No more talk, now time for us laugh little captive.” Like the rest of her tall body, Luna’s tongue was also amazingly long.

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Amazon is continued in part four