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                                                 The Four Bikers of the Apocalypse
                                                                                                   by nerraw

After ten thousand years, the souls of the four bikers of the Apocalypse have been reincarnated into the twenty first century. But unlike their ancient counterparts who had terrorized the people of both sexes, these modern day are a threat only to women. This is because these four big brutal men bear a deep and bitter hatred towards all women because they have a vague memory of how their ancestral counterparts had been slain upon the field of battle by a woman in ancient times. Thus do these four men bully and brutalize all women.

The leader of the four bikers is the reincarnation of he who had once been know as War, but today but today this man is called Machismo. He stands a full seven feet tall, and he weight three hundred and ten pounds. This man is obsessed with his life long goal of proving that man is superior to woman. He will use brute force to dominate any woman who is unfortunate enough to fall under his control. He has killed many women who has refused to submit to his domination over them. The word “MACHISMO” is tattooed across his broad muscular chest in bold black letters.

The man who is the reincarnation of he who had once been known as Famine is now known as Sexism. He stands six foot nine inches tall, and he weights two hundred and eighty pounds. This man is a multimillionaire, and he made all of his vast fortune through the exploitation of women. He has made most of his money in the trading of female slaves in Asia. He also makes huge sums of money through prostitution and pornography. The women that this man exploits are often beaten, raped, and even killed by him and his henchmen. He proudly wears the word “SEXISM” tattooed across his chest in bold dark blue letters.

He who is the reincarnation of the man who in ancient times been called Pestilence is now known as Male Chauvinism. He stands six foot seven inches tall, and he weighs two hundred and seventy pounds. This man is also a multimillionaire, but unlike Sexism, Male Chauvinism has made his vast fortune in legitimate business and sports. He uses his vast wealth and power to keep women down in a position of subservience to men. He strictly maintains the “glass ceiling” over all women who work in the thousands of corporations that he owns. He uses his extensive influence to try to keep women out of all sports, especially the combat sports such as boxing, wrestling, and especially kick boxing. The words “MALE CHAUVINISM” are tattooed across this man's massive chest in bold black letters.

And the man who is the reincarnation of he who had once been called Death is now called Rape. He stands six foot nine inches tall, and he weighs two hundred and eighty six pounds. This man has raped and murdered over a hundred women. The police have never been able to convict him of these violent sex crimes because his two pals, Sexism and Male Chauvinism, always use their vast power and influence to get him off. The word “RAPE” is tattooed across his big bull chest in bold crimson red letters.

Machismo, Sexism, Male Chauvinism, and Rape. These are now the four horseman of the  Apocalypse that plagues all women of the twenty first century. Each of these men have devoted considerable time to weight lifting and bodybuilding. Each man has devoted many hours to learning Karate, Kung Fu, and Kick Boxing. These four men are all pumped up on steroids, and there is a high concentration of testosterone in their bodies that amplifies their masculine characteristics to radical proportions. The four bikers of the Apocalypse are truly the scourge of all women.

But the soul of Lykopis the Amazon has also been reincarnated into the twenty first century. The soul of She Wolf has been reincarnated in the person of the women's kick boxing champion, Bianca Ballbuster. Thus far, Bianca has totally demolished all men who have challenged the right of women to participate in combat sports of boxing and kick boxing.

It is not long before the heroic exploits of Bianca Ballbuster comes to the attention of the four bikers of the Apocalypse, For Male Chauvinism receives newspapers from all over the world. First he sees the picture that appears on the front page of a small town newspaper. This picture shows Bianca Ballbuster standing triumphant over the massive carcass of Arrogant Angus with her foot on his chest, and her arms raised high in the air in token of victory. Male Chauvinism's brain burns with the fires of outrage as he reads the front page story of how Bianca had totally demolished Arrogant Angus, the male kickboxing champion in less than a round. He angrily rips the story out of the newspaper and he shows it to his three pals, Machismo, Sexism, and Rape. The four men beat their chests with their clenched fists and they howl with rage as they read the newspaper story, for they see Bianca's victory over Arrogant Angus as a threat to their manhood and a stunning blow to their fragile male egos. Showing such a photograph to Machismo is like waving a red flag in front of a bull.

Then the four bikers hear the even more amazing story of how Bianca Ballbuster defeated three men at once in a boxing match. The total humialiation of the three men, Mike Macho, Chuck Chauvinist, and Sam Sexist is paraded on a global scase as the video tape that shows their total defeat by a woman who is much smaller than themselves is shown on television stations all over the world. Bianca Ballbuster has made big tough macho type men the laughing stock of the world. Bianca's stunning victory has inspired women to revold against the yoke of male supremacy and oppression all over the world. Women in countries like India are refusing to walk docilely behind the man on the street. The malignant Male Chauvinism is having difficulty maintaining his control over the women who work at the thousands of corporations that he owns and in maintaining his “glass ceiling” over them. The even more evil Sexism is troubled by more and more rebellion among the slave women and prostitutes and other women that he exploits. The four bikers of the Apocalypse have decided that something must be done about Bianca Ballbuster.

The four bikers are totally outraged as they watch the video tape of Bianca's fight with the three men on a major network television station. They are enraged as they see the way that Bianca had totally humiliated her three male opponents in the boxing ring. They are even further enraged as they see these  three big burly men stacked up in a neat pile on the canvas like cord wood before a winters fireplace. And their anger turns to shocked dismay as they see Bianca Ballbuster standing so arrogantly with both her feet atop the massive chest of the man who lies topmost upon the heap. So great is Machismo's anger, that he picks up a table lamp and he shatters the television screen. Machismo has decided that he is going to challenge Bianca to a kickboxing match, and that he is going to kill her in the ring.

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It is a relatively quiet Wednesday night at the Women's Kick Boxing Federation arena, and there are only about thirty people on hand to observe the events of the evening. Bianca Ballbuster is defending her kick boxing title against Amazon Annie Anderson. Machismo is sitting in the very front row at ringside, and during the entire bout he yells insulting sexist comments at the two female fighters. His intention is to pick a fight with Bianca.

The bout turns to be a very hard fought ten rounds of violent kick boxing. And when the fight is over, both women still remain  standing proudly on their feet. Amazon Annie is the winner and new champion by a very narrow decision. Bianca graciously congratulates her opponent on her kick boxing victory. The crowd gives both women a thunderous ovation for their excellent boxing exhibition. That is everyone in the crowd except for Machismo who yells sexual slurs and insults at Bianca.

“Hey cunt! You look like you got your kick boxing lessons out of a crackerjack box! You wouldn't last a New York minute in the ring against a real MAN, you fucking cunt!”

This big brutish man had not escaped the notice of Bianca Ballbuster. She had recognized this man right away. It is with great displeasure and with much disapproval that Bianca had been following the brutal careers of Machismo and his three chums for quite some time. Now that the kick boxing match is over, she goes over to the apron of the ring, and she confronts Machismo.  “Hey cock!” Bianca says to Machismo in a mocking tone, “I suppose that you call yourself a real man! Let's see how long I last in the ring with a real man like you!” Bianca has little trouble provoking a fight with this brutal bully, and her challenge is answered in less that a heartbeat.

“You got yourself  a fucking date, cunt! I am going to prove to the world once and for all that you fucking women are INFERIOR to men! I am going to show the world once and for all that you fucking women ain't no good for nothing except for fucking! When I get in the fucking ring with you, cunt, it is going to be pay back time for the way that you have so arrogantly humiliated four of my fellow tough macho men here in the boxing ring! When I get in the ring with you, I am going to fucking KILL you cunt!”

“I just love bit tough macho men like you!” Bianca answers him tersely. “I just love the sound that a big tough macho men like you makes when he falls to the canvass at my feet! And I just love the way that the spectators cheer, and I just love the rush that I get when I place my foot on his chest and when I raise my arms high in the air in token of victory! I am well aware of all the things that you and your three chums, Sexism, Male Chauvinism, and Rape have been doing to women all over the world! And I want you to know that when we enter the ring together, that I intend to kill you too!”

It is agreed that this epic battle of the sexes will take place in the Women's Kick Boxing Federation arena on the last Friday night of the month. It is further agreed that the two combatants will not wear boxing gloves, but that they will fight with bare fists and with bare feet. Finely, it is agreed that the fight will continue without rounds until one of the two fighters is DEAD!

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It is the last Friday night of the month, and there are several hundred spectators on hand to observe the  classic battle of the sexes that is about to take place. All of the ringside seats on all four sides of the ring are occupied by big beefy and surely looking men. These men are all wearing sleeveless T-shirts with the words “MALE SUPREMACY” printed across their chests in bold red letters. None of the spectators realize that all of these men are henchmen of the four bikers of the and that they are  here to make sure that nobody will intervene on Bianca's behalf and prevent Machismo from killing her.

About half of the people that are here to observe the bout are women. These women have come in hope of seeing this brutal bully put down by their heroine, Bianca Ballbuster. The men have come in the hope that they will see Machismo redeem the fallen pride of the male sex by giving Bianca a sound thrashing. Among these male spectators are Arrogant Angus, Chuck Chauvinist, and Sam Sexist. These three men have come in the hope that they will see Machismo avenge the massive humiliation that Bianca had heaped upon them. These men are obsessed with the desire to see Machismo avenge the massive humiliation that Bianca had heaped upon them. These men are obsessed with the desire to see Machismo avenge the fact that their humiliating defeat at the hands of a woman had been video taped and displayed on international television for all the world to see. They want to see Machismo KILL Bianca because of the way she had posed so arrogantly over each man with her arms raised high in the air, and with her foot on his chest. Somehow all of the spectators that are here in the arena sense that the outcome of this fight will determine which sex will be dominant over the other for the next ten thousand years!

As Machismo enters the arena, he is carried on the shoulders of his two pals Male Chauvinism and Rape. Sexism displays a huge banner as he walks before them. Upon this banner is a large Mars symbol, and inside the circle of this symbol is an erect penis. Also upon this banner in bold letters are the words “MALE SUPREMACY OVER WOMEN”. All of the four bikers of the Apocalypse are dressed as ancient barbarian warriors. Each man wears a bearskin loincloth and thick leather wrist braces with metal studs on them. Each man wears thick soled sandals with wide metal studded leather straps that crisscross up to their knees. The words MACHISMO, SEXISM, MALE CHAUVINISM, and RAPE can be clearly seen tattooed upon the respective broad muscular chest of each man. And as the four bikers parade up the isle towards the ring, the voices of the Village People is heard singing “MACHO, MACHO, MACHO MAN!” over the public address system which is turned up to full volume.

The men cheer and the women boo as Machismo climbs into the ring. He struts arrogantly around the ring as he alternately flexes his massive biceps and he beats his big bull chest with clenched fists. The sound of his fists beating against his burly chest is like that of a massive base war drum that can be heard even in the farthest corners of the arena. His three partners, Sexism, Male Chauvinism, and Rape are standing at the apron by his corner of the ring.

Bianca Ballbuster receives a thunderous ovation from the women in the audience and cat calls and wolf whistles from the men as she enters the arena. For she looks absolutely magnificent in her skimpy two piece chain mail bikini and knee high suede leather boots! There is an expression of haughty pride, great courage, and fierce determination upon her stunningly beautiful face as she struts down the isle of the arena with her head held high in a posture of  absolute arrogance. As Bianca walks down the isle towards the ring that is in the center of the arena, she is heeled by her faithful and obedient slave, nerraw. Though his head is bowed in a posture of humility and in token of the total reverence and respect that he has for his Mistress, he still towers above Bianca as he follows obediently at her heels. And now it is the WOMEN in the audience who yell the cat calls and wolf whistles. For nerraw is stark naked, and his throbbing erect penis sticks up in the air at a jaunty angle revealing his passionate devotion to she who is his SUPERIOR. The words “I AM THE PROPERTY MS. BIANCA BALLBUSTER” can be clearly seen tattooed across the big man's massive chest in bold dark blue letters. The voice of Helen Reddy singing “I AM WOMAN, HEAR ME ROAR!” blares over the public address system as Bianca and her slave march down the isle.

As Bianca arrives at ringside, she barks a terse command at her male slave. “STAY!” nerraw instantly freezes in his tracks in obvious obedience to Bianca's terse one word command. She then sits on a small stool that is near her corner of the ring. “TAKE OFF MY BOOTS!” Bianca demands tersely. She barks both commands loudly enough so that everybody in the auditorium can hear her. nerraw obediently kneels before her and he grabs hold of her right boot with both his hands. Bianca braces her left booted foot against her slave's chest as she pulls her right foot out of it's boot. Next nerraw grabs hold of her left boot as Bianca presses her bare right foot against his chest and she pulls her left foot out of it's suede leather encasement. Then nerraw reverently kisses her bare feet before he kowtows before her.

Now Bianca gets to her feet. “STAND!” Bianca commands her slave, and nerraw instantly jumps to his feet and he stands at attention before her. Bianca points her finger at the edge of the ring. “DOWN!”, She demands tersely. And nerraw drops to his hands and knees at the edge of the ring and Bianca steps on his back as she climbs up onto the apron of the ring and then she climbs through the ropes and into the ring. “COME HERE!”, Bianca commands. And nerraw obediently climbs up into the ring. “HEEL!”, demands as she begins walking around the ring. And nerraw follows docilely at exactly three steps behind Bianca as she walks three times around the ring. “STAY!” Bianca commands. And nerraw instantly freezes in his tracks and Bianca turns around to face him. “KNEEL! HEAD TO THE CANVAS!” Bianca utters these two commands in rapid succession. And nerraw obediently falls to his knees and he lowers his head to the canvas at her feet. All of this time Machismo has been standing in the center of the ring as he watches the antics of Bianca Ballbuster and her slave with an expression of total rage on his ugly brutal face. At last the brutal bully can contain his anger no longer, and he beats his big bull chest with clenched fists as he speaks to his female opponent.

“I just hate a fucking woman like you who is always STEPPING on men's  TOES!”

Bianca places her beautiful right foot on nerraw's neck as she replies to her adversary, Machismo. “I dont step on men's TOES!”, she replies to him, “I step on men's NECKS!” And then she raises a clenched fist high in the air as she accepts a thunderous ovation from the women in the audience. The women in the audience are cheering wildly, but the men are shocked into a subdued silence by this awesome display of female domination over a male. Machismo is bristling with anger as he cries out in his furry.

“Why does that dumb fucking cunt boast so much about nerraw's ass? That wimp ass bastard is not even MAN enough to keep his woman in her place!”

Both the male and female spectators in the audience laugh gleefully at Machismo's massive understatement. At last Bianca removes her foot from nerraw's neck and she tells him that he can get to his feet. Finally Bianca points her finger at the small stool that is still near the edge of the ring. “SIT!”, she commands tersely. The hulking nerraw obediently climbs out of the ring and he meekly sits on the stool. “STAY THERE!”, Bianca tells him. And then she turns her attention to her brutal enemy, Machismo.

At last the two combatants face each other in the center of the ring. The incredible difference in size between the two opponents becomes very apparent to the spectators as the man and the woman stand face to face as they try to stare each other down. The total mismatch between the two kick boxers is even more obvious as the ring announcer makes his announcements. “In this corner! Standing seven feet tall! And weighing three hundred and ten pounds! The champion of the four bikers of the Apocalypse! The mighty Machismo!” The men cheer and the women boo as Machismo first flexes his massive biceps and then he beats his massive chest with clenched fists. The ring announcer continues, “And his opponent! Standing five foot one inch tall! And weighing one hundred and ten pounds. The former Women's Kick Boxing Federation champion! Bianca Ballbuster!”

The bell rings and the two combatants approach each other.  Machismo is intent on a squick and easy victory as he attacks with a furious flurry of kicks and punches. But Bianca is able to evade his attacks with and amazing cat like agility. She is often able to counter his attacks with painful kicks and punches to his face, chest, and stomach. Machismo attacks her again and again, but each time Bianca manages to outwit him and to outmaneuver him and each time she manages to get the better of him. By this time it is quite obvious to even the most hard core male chauvinists in the audience that the woman has the man hopelessly outclassed in terms of speed, endurance, fighting skill, agility, courage, and intelligence. All can see that these many advantages of the woman will soon triumph over the man's single advantage of greater size and strength., and that he will soon fall before her even as a huge bull would fall before the fierce tigress in the jungle. All of the women in the audience are yelling for Bianca to “KILL HIM!”

Sexism, Male Chauvinism, and Rape see that Bianca now has their man staggering around the ring on rubber legs. They realize that it is just a matter of seconds before she puts him down for keeps. In desperation all three men jump into the ring and they all attack Bianca Ballbuster at once. Even the male spectators are outraged at this unsportsmanlike behavior of the four bikers of the Apocalypse. The  crowd rushes forward to prevent these brutal men from killing Bianca. But the henchmen who occupy all of the ringside seats push the crowd back. The spectators look on in helpless despair and horror in the expectation of seeing Bianca brutally killed as the four men proceed to attack this one heroic woman.

But to the astonishment of the crowd, Bianca is able to hold her own against her four much larger male opponents. It is with amazing speed and agility that she is able to evade the simultaneous kicks and punches of the four brutal four bikers of the Apocalypse. The spectators are astounded at the way that Bianca can land a devastating kick or punch to a man's face, chest, or stomach, and then she can just gracefully dance away before the frustrated male can retaliate. The four bikers are feeling very demoralized from the beating that Bianca has been giving them.

Bianca land a right cross to Sexism's jaw that sends him to his knees. Rape and Male Chauvinism manages to prevent her from following up for the kill for the moment. But a side kick to the stomach sends Male Chauvinism staggering back into the ropes. A split second later Bianca lands a heel kick under Rape's chin that puts him down on his back on the canvas. Bianca turns to put Sexism out of the fight for keeps, but she finds that she is frustrated by the fact that three new adversaries now stand between she and her intended kill.

As Mike Macho, Chuck Chauvinist, and Sam Sexist were watching the fight, they could see that Bianca was about to take Sexism out of the bout for keeps. Beneath their street clothes the three men were wearing the very same tiger skin bidini bottoms that they wore that night when Bianca Ballbuster had demolished all three of them in this very same boxing arena. While Bianca's attention had been turned towards Rape and Male Chauvinism, these three men had frantically torn off their street clothes and they had jumped into the ring in order to protect their champion, Sexism. These men had also hoped that by adding their massive bodies to the fight, that they would cause victory to shift over to the side of male supremacy. The spectators boo and hiss now that they see that there is a total of seven big burly men against just one small woman.

Bianca Ballbuster glares and the three men in anger. “My fight is with the four bikers of the Apocalypse and not with you!”, she says to the three men tersely, “Get out of the ring now, and I will let you men live! Otherwise I will KILL you just the same as these other men!” Mike Macho speaks for his two chums as he gives her his answer.

“You humiliated us on international television for all the world to see! And now we join our brothers, the four bikers of the Apocalypse! Now you can get down on your knees and kiss the head of Machismo's penis as a token of your total surrender to the principles of male supremacy! Then maybe we will spare you your wretched miserable life and allow you to live! Otherwise we are going to KILL you, cunt!”

The totally demoralized and nearly beaten four bikers of the Apocalypse regain new courage when they see that they are joined by there new allies. By this time, all four of the bikers have gotten back on their feet, and now all seven of the men encircle their single female opponent. There appears to be no way that this beautiful heroine can possibly survive the onslaught of seven men who are so much bigger and stronger than herself.

But this twenty first century Amazon takes on her seven male opponents with such skill and courage that even the most hard nosed male chauvinists in the audience are applauding her valor with grudging admiration and respect. She outmaneuvers and she out with these men at every turn. Often the men kick and punch each other by mistake as they clumsily miss their female opponent. The audience roars as Bianca constantly betters these seven men with her fists and her feet. It is not long before this agile Amazon has all seven of her massive male opponents staggering around the ring on rubber legs.

Finally, Bianca sees a chance to make her move. She fakes Chuck Chauvinist out by fainting a left cross to his jaw, and she delivers a devastating kick to his testicles. As the big man doubles over in pain, she grabs him by the hair of his head with both of her hands and she pulls him down on his knees. She pulls his head down and she squeezes it between her thighs. Then Bianca violently twists her hips in such a way that she snaps Chuck's neck as though it was a dried out twig. Bianca releases the grip of her thighs on his head and he goes down so that his face smashes into the canvas into the canvas between her feet. Chuck Chauvinist is now kneeling before his conqueress with his  buttocks raised in the air, and with his head bowed down to the canvas between her feet as though he were kowtowing before her. Thus it is in death that this once so arrogant man pays to she who is his superior the homage that he was once too proud to pay her when he was alive. Bianca places her dainty little foot upon Chuck's large dead neck.

The six remaining men just stand there staring in subdued silence as they see their comrade and fellow bully has been killed by a woman. Bianca takes advantage of this brief period of momentary paralysis to walk around in back of the carcass of her first kill. She plants her bare foot upon the dead man's upraised buttocks, and she shoves him down flat on the canvas. Then Bianca kicks him over on his back with her foot. The audience gives the triumphant female kick boxer a thunderous ovation as she places her foot upon Chuck's chest and she raises her arms high in the air in token of victory.

It is the roar of the crowd that finally shakes the men out of their stunned and  subdued paralysis. With a tremendous roar of anger the remaining men renew their attack upon their single female opponent with even greater vigor than before. But the agile Amazon continues to evade their kicks and punches with her amazing speed and agility as she continues to batter her six male opponents with her fists and her feet. She continues to batter these men until she has the four bikers of the Apocalypse leaning against the ropes.

At last Bianca sees her opportunity to take another male opponent out of the fight for keeps. She snaps a devastating side kick into Mike Macho's stomach and the big man goes down on all fours vomiting up his dinner. Bianca places her foot on the back of Mikes neck and she shoves his face down hard against the canvas and into his own vomit. She then delivers a crescent kick to the face of Sam Sexist, and placing her foot on his chest, she sends the badly battered man staggering backwards into the ropes. Then the violent vixen climbs to the top rope of the ring. She springs off the top rope, and doing a double flip in the air, she lands with the outer edge of her right foot on the back of Mike Macho's neck. Mike's body thrashes wildly for an instant, and then he lies still.

Bianca places her foot on Mike's head and she rolls it back and forth several times, His head rolls limply beneath her foot and it is obvious that his neck is broken and that he is dead. Bianca rolls the big man over on his back with her foot so that he lies next to the body of his buddy, Chuck Chauvinist. The audience gives Bianca a thunderous ovation as she places her foot upon the massive chest of Mike Macho, and she raises her arms in token of victory. Then Bianca demonstrates her extreme sorrow and remorse at having killed two men in the ring by standing with one foot on the chest of Chuck Chauvinist, and her other foot upon the chest of Mike Macho, and once again she raises her arms in token of victory. The cheering of the crowd is a deafening roar as she stands in this victory pose over the two dead men.

The five remaining men are still dazed and leaning against the ropes and moaning in pain. Bianca approaches Sam Sexist, and she grabs him by the hair of his head with both his hands, throws him half way across the ring. Bianca glares at Sam Sexist as he struggles to his feet. “You get out of the ring right now, and I will let you live!”, She tells him, “Otherwise I will kill you just like I killed your two buddies!”  Something snaps inside Sam's head and he charges madly at his tormentrix as screams frantically at she who had killed his two chums.

“You fucking cunt ass bitch! You killed my two best pals! Now I am going to fucking KILL you, cunt!”

Bianca lands a perfect front snapping heel kick right under Sam Sexist's chin. Her kick snaps his head back, breaking his neck. The big staggers backwards and falls upon his back across the bodies of his two pals, Chuck Chauvinist and Mike Macho. The cheering of the crowd is a deafening roar as Bianca strides forward and she places her foot on Sam's broad muscular chest and she raises her arms in token of victory. The three men layjust as they did just after their first fight with Bianca Ballbuster, except that now all three men are dead.

As Bianca is standing in her victory pose with one foot placed upon the massive chest of Sam Sexist, Male Chauvinism and Sexism suddenly grab her from behind by her arms. They pull her back against the ropes. Bianca is unable to pull herself free of the powerful grip of the two men who now hold her back against the ropes by each arm. And as the two men hold her helpless by her arms, Rape approaches her from the front with the intention of smashing her face in with his fists. Rape speaks to her in gloating triumph as he approaches her.

“Now you die, cunt! I will enjoy fucking your lifeless carcass after I have beaten you the death with my fists! And then I will.........”

Rape's boasting words are cut short as Bianca lands a devastating heel kick under his chin just like she had done to Sam Sexist. As the heel of her bare foot slams against the under side of the big man's chin, his head snaps back with such force that his neck is broken. Rape staggers backwards and he falls upon the pile of men that Bianca has killed. Sexism and Male Chauvinism relax their grips on Bianca's arms for a moment when they see that one of the four bikers of the Apocalypse has now been killed by a woman. Bianca pulls her arms free of the two men and she grabs both men by the hair of their heads and she smashes their heads together nearly a dozen times until the two nearly unconscious men are hanging limply against the ropes along with their leader, Machismo.

The dead carcass of Rape now lies next to the carcass of Sam Sexist and he lies on top of the bodies of Chuck Chauvinist and Mike Macho. The spectators give Bianca Ballbuster a thunderous ovation as she stands on top of the carcasses of the four men that she has killed. She stands with her right foot upon the chest of Sam Sexist and her left foot upon the chest of Rape as she holds her clenched fists high in the air in token of victory.

The three remaining bikers of the Apocalypse are completely demoralized now, and Bianca has knocked all of the fight out of these men. All three men are just leaning against the ropes as they cower in terror of their one small opponent. The fearsome female kick boxer has only to finish off her three remaining opponents at her own leisure convenience. Her plan is to end the bout with all seven men stacked up in a neat pile in the center of the ring like cord wood before a winter's fireplace.

As Bianca approaches Sexism, he falls to his knees before her with his head bowed in a posture of humility. Bianca grabs hold of the man by the hair of his head, and she pulls him to his feet. She then grabs hold of a fist full of his thick matted chest hair and she leads him across the ring and she stands him at the exact spot that she wants him to be. Releasing her grip on the hair of the big man's chest, Bianca delivers her now famous man killing heel kick under his chin, and he falls back on top of he men that she has killed. Sexism now lies on his back across the bodies of Sexism and Rape. The roar of the crowd is deafening now as Bianca climbs on top of the pile and she stands in a classical pose of victory with her right arm raised high in the air, and her foot on Sexism's massive chest.

Bianca jumps down from the pile and she approaches Male Chauvinism. She grabs him by the hair of his head, and she flips him over her hip and she throws him across the ring. As Male Chauvinism gets to his hands and knees, Bianca places her foot on the back of his neck and she smashes his face down hard into the canvas. She seizes hold of Male Chauvinism by the hair of his head and she pulls him up on his feet. Then grabbing a fistful of his thick matted chest hair, she stands him up at the exact spot where she wants him to be before she finishes him off with one of her deadly neck breaking heel kicks. And as the heel of her bare foot strikes home right under his chin, his head snaps back and he falls dead upon the pile. The carcass of Male Chauvinism now lies next to the corpse of Sexism and across the bodies of Sam Sexist and Rape. His feet dangle down into the face of Chuck Chauvinist Just as the feet of his pal Sexism dangle down into the the dead face of Mike Macho.

At this point the desperate Machismo decides that he must call upon his henchmen who occupy all of the ringside seats to come into the ring and to take down this uppity little bitch once and for all. Not even this fearsome she wolf could possibly prevail against these sixty surly and brutal men. But as Machismo looks down at the narrow space between the ringside seats and the apron of the ring, his eyes bulge open in absolute horror. For while he and his six fellow bullies were occupied with fighting Bianca Ballbuster, her two friends, Linda Libber and Amazon Annie Anderson, who had been in the audience, had taken on and knocked out all of the henchmen. There is an expression of abject despair on Machismo's face as he sees that the massive carcasses of his henchmen all lay sprawled on the floor at the foot of the ring. He sees that Linda Libber is standing triumphant over a pile of his vanquished henchmen near the corner of the ring with one foot upon the massive chest of he who lies topmost on the heap. And Amazon Annie Anderson is now standing there before him with one foot on the chest of the leader of the henchmen as she looks up at Machismo with and evil grin on her face.

The crowd is now chanting, “BIANCA! BIANCA! BIANCA! BIANCA! BIANCA!” as she stands triumphant on top of the pile of the six men that she has killed in the kick boxing ring. Her arms are raised high in the air in victory as she stands with her left foot upon the massive chest of Male Chauvinism, and with her right foot upon the drum like chest of Sexism, she can almost feel the grateful spirits of thousands of women who are being freed  from their bondage all over the world.

Suddenly the audience stops chanting Bianca's nameand screams, “LOOK BEHIND YOU!” Bianca turns to see Machismo frantically climbing over the ropes in a cowardly attempt to escape from the ring.  Bianca swiftly jumps down from the pile of her kills, and she grabs  Machismo by the seat of his bearskin loincloth and she pulls him back into the ring. She smashes him in the face with a right cross, sending him staggering backwards into the ropes. No longer the belligerent bully, the big man now goes down on his knees, and he cries out in terror.

“MERCY! MERCY! PLEASE! I BEG FOR MERCY!”

Bianca plants a foot on Machismo's big bull chest and she shoves him down on his back. She stands over him with her foot placed squarely upon his massive chest as she looks coldly down upon him. “Do you agree that women are superior to men?”  Bianca demands tersely. “Yes”, Machismo replies feebly. “What was that?”, Bianca demands, “I can't hear you!” Machismo speaks in a somewhat louder voice, “Yes! I agree that women are superior to men!” But Bianca is still not satisfied.  “I still can't hear you!”, she proclaims. At last Machismo is forced to surrender his arrogant masculine pride before this large audience.

“Yes! I agree that women are superior to men! Now please! Have mercy! Please!”

The women cheer wildly, but the men are silently subdued. These men now realize that after tonight that they will be living in a different world. They have resigned themselves to the fact that they will be living in a world where woman is dominant over man. But Bianca Ballbuster is still not satisfied with Machismo's capitulation onto her. She now places her heel on his chin and she demands that he indicate his total surrender onto her by licking her bare foot. The women in the audience squeal with glee as they see the once mighty Machismo licking the high arch and instep of Bianca's foot like a whipped dog. Bianca places the ball of her foot on Machismo's chin and she makes him lick between her toes. At last Bianca shifts her foot so that the arch rests on the chin of her vanquished male enemy and she demands that he kiss the ball of her foot. The women in the audience howl with glee as this once so arrogant but now totally humiliated man now presses his trembling lips against the ball of this woman's foot and he renders on to his conqueress the ultimate kiss of humiliation and submission.

Bianca now places her foot back on the big bull chest of her vanquished male foe as she turns her attention to the audience that surrounds her. “What say you, ladies and gentlemen?”, she demands, “Shall I let this male scum live? Or shall I KILL him?” Bianca stands with one foot planted firmly upon the chest of her now whimpering male enemy like a triumphant gladiatrix in the ancient Roman arena as she waits for an answer from the audience. As Bianca surveys the auditorium, she sees that all thumbs are pointing down. Even the men have turned against their champion, Machismo now. They are in no mood to show mercy to a man who is responsible for this massive humiliation of the entire male sex.

Machismo has an expression of both gratitude and relief on his brutal face as Bianca removes her foot from his chest, and she helps him up on his feet. He is unaware of the fact that the verdict of the audience is death. He follows docilely as Bianca grabs hold of him by his beard and she leads him to the exact spot that she wants him to stand in order for her to set him up for the kill. Then without warning Bianca lands her devastating neck breaking heel kick right under Machismo's chin. There is a surprised as the heel of her bare foot slams his jaw shut causing him to bite off his own tongue, and his head snaps back with such force that his neck is broken. He falls back against the pile of dead men, but the bodies are piled up too high. Machismo does not land on top of the heap as he falls back, but instead he falls forward and face down on the canvas at the foot of the pile.

Bianca is angry that she has failed to land her last kill neatly on top of the pile. She sees that nerraw is still obediently sitting on the small stool where she had commanded him to stay just before the fight began. She commands him to come up into the ring, and at her command he picks up the massive carcass of Machismo, and he throws it face up upon the pile. The seven men that Bianca has killed now lay in a neat pile like cord wood stacked before a winter's fireplace. The once mighty Machismo lies across the bodies of Sexism and Male Chauvinism, and his feet dangle down into the faces of Rape and Sam Sexist.

Bianca Ballbuster stands triumphant on top of the pile of seven men, and her faithful slave nerraw kneels at the foot of the heap and he bows his head down to the canvas at the feet of she who is both his conqueress and his superior. She stands triumphant over this modern day version of the four horsemen of the Apocalypse just as her ancestral counterpart, Lykopis the Amazon once stood triumphant over the ancestral counterparts of the four horsemen of the Apocalypse in ancient times. Just as Lykopis the She Wolf had once placed her foot upon the massive chest of he who was known as War, so does Bianca Ballbuster now place her foot upon the big bull chest of Machismo and she raises her clenched fists high in the air in token of victory. As Bianca stands in this classical pose of victory, the cameras of the news reporters flash all over the arena like a Fourth of July fireworks display. The cameras continue to flash as the triumphant gladiatrix now stands with both her feet on top of Machismo's broad muscular chest and with both her arms raised high in the air in token of her stunning victory. The cheering of the men is a deafening roar, and the women are singing “I AM WOMAN-HEAR ME ROAR!” by Helen Reddy. There is a great joy in the hearts of these women as they sing, for they know that the long dark age of MALE SUPREMACY has at last come to an end. And a new golden age of FEMALE DOMINATION has begun.

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                                            The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse
                                                                                         by Nerraw

From out of the east they rode. Four brutal Warlords who were bent on destroying all that was in their path. So great was the destruction and devastation that these four men had spread upon the land that they were called the four horsemen of the Apocalypse.

The leader of the four horsemen of the Apocalypse was known only as War. He stood a full seven feet tall and he weighed three hundred and ten pounds. He cut down all who stood against him with his massive two handed broadsword. The word “WAR” was tattooed across his broad muscular chest in bold black letters.

The second member of the four horsemen of the Apocalypse was known as Famine. He stood six foot nine inches tall, and he weighed two hundred and eighty pounds. His skill with a sword was second only to that of his leader, War. He had earned his name Famine because it was his custom to set fire to the crops of all lands that he and his three comrades in arms had devastated. Thus were the few survivors of the initial slaughter faced with a slow death from starvation as these four brutal men moved on to new conquests. The word “FAMINE” was tattooed across this man's massive chest in bold dark blue letters.

The third of the four horsemen of the Apocalypse was called Pestilence.  He stood six foot seven inches tall, and he had weighed two hundred seventy pounds. His skill and ferocity with his deadly war ax was the equal to his fellow Famine. He had earned the name Pestilence because it was his custom to spread the Bubonic Plague throughout the land by contaminating the water supply. Thus were those few who survived the initial slaughter and who did not starve to death doomed to die a horrible death from the plague. He proudly wore the word “PESTILENCE” tattooed across his big bull chest in bold black letters.

Instead of a sword or war ax the last member of the four horsemen of the Apocalypse carried a farmer's scythe that he had cleverly modified into a deadly weapon. And instead of riding upon a black charger as did his fellows, this man rode upon a white horse. And so many hundreds of men did this fierce barbarian warrior slay with his strange weapon that he was known as Death. He stood six foot nine inches tall, and he weighed two hundred and eighty six pounds. The word “DEATH” was tattooed across this man's burly chest in crimson red letters.

War and his three comrades in arms had seemed to be invincible as they rode across the vast plains slaughtering men, women, and children alike. Their enormous size and strength, and their bulging hard muscles made them invincible of all who stood in their path. And each man commanded an army of two thousand brutal barbarian warriors. Thus did an army of eight thousand men march on foot behind the four horsemen of the Apocalypse. But the one thing that had made War totally fearless was the prophecy of Soth-Amon, the evil high priest of the great God Odin. For Soth-Amon had prophesied that no MAN and no number of MEN would ever vanquish the four horsemen to the Apocalypse upon the field of battle.

At last the four horsemen of the Apocalypse came to the Thermadon  river, and thus did these men come to the border of the gynarchy of Amazonia. During their march of destruction these men had heard stories of the fierce warrior women who occupied this land. The voice of War was full of mirthful scorn and contempt, and he thumped his massive chest with a clenched fist as he spoke to his three fellows.
“We have come to the land that is ruled and defended only by WOMEN! This will be a land of easy conquest, and what ever treasure that me may find here will be ours for the taking. For the MEN of this land are not even MAN enough to keep their WOMEN IN THEIR PLACE!”

War and his three companions laughed with arrogant contempt for the people of this land as they rode ahead of their warriors and across a shallow part of the river. But as they crossed the border of the Amazon Empire they were greeted by a sight that was somewhat unnerving even to these four brutal hardened killers. For lined along the border of the Amazon nation in various stages of decomposition were the severed heads of about a hundred men impaled upon sharpened stakes. The heads of many of these men had their own severed testicles stuffed in their mouths. And nailed to the stake just under the head of each man was a small sign upon which was written in the language  of the northern barbarians the word “RAPIST”. Also there was a much larger sign there on the beach, and upon this sign written in the language of the northern barbarians were the following words.

          “Rapists, Robbers, Bullies, and all other such male scum! Behold the fate of men of
           your ilk who have come here to force the proud and free women of the Amazon
           nation to wear the chains of  male domination and oppression! Return to your homeland
           in peace while you still can! Or else you too shall end your brutal career as and
           oppressor of women with a foot of an Amazon warrior upon your chest!

The four horsemen of the Apocalypse laughed in scorn as Pestilence tore down the sign and he destroyed it. These men had no fear to such threats. For did not Soth-Amon, the mighty high priest of the great God Odin proclaim that no MAN and no number of MEN would ever vanquish the four horsemen of the Apocalypse upon the field of battle? Then how could mere women possible stop such men in their coarse of devastation and destruction? The intent of these men to ravish the beloved homeland of the women of Amazonia remained undaunted. War dismounted from his black charger and he set foot upon the land of Amazonia and he proclaimed.

“I hereby claim this land in the name of the four horsemen of the Apocalypse! Henceforth, all people who live on this land shall be our property and our slaves!”

Then War mounted his mighty war horse and the four Warlords proceded further into the land that they had claimed. But the four horsemen of the Apocalypse did not even ride beyond the beach before they found that their path was blocked by an army of three thousand warrior women. The four Warlords dismounted from their horses and War stepped forward so that he stood three paces in front of his three comrades in arms. He beat his massive chest with clenched fists as a macho challenge to the hosts of the Amazon army. The sound of his fists beating against his massive chest was like that of a base war drum that could be heard throughout the ranks of the Amazon women as he yelled his arrogant challenge to the women of the Amazon Nation.

“Let any woman who has the courage to come forth to face in single man to woman hand to hand combat step forward to fight me now! If she can triumph over me, and if she can slay me, Then all of the men that you see standing upon that yonder shore shall be the slaves of the women of the Amazon Nation. Henceforth, these men shall serve you and they shall OBEY you in all things. But if I triumph over her, and if I slay her, then the once so proud and arrogant women of the Amazon Empire shall be our slaves!”

A single Amazon rode forward from the hosts of the Amazon army on the back of a light brown mare in order to accept War's challenge. A naked male who was nearly as large as War himself walked at the woman's stirrup. The way that this man at her heel with his head bowed in a posture of humility made it obvious that he was her slave. His hard throbbing erection revealed him to be a man who was born to be a woman's slave. War looked upon the woman and her male slave with great contempt and there was much scorn as he spoke to the Amazon.

“So you have brought a MAN to fight your battle for you! Do you think that this man can defeat me, when he is not even MAN enough to keep his woman in her place? I will kill your man! Then I will FUCK you right here upon the field of battle in front of everyone before I slit your throat with my dagger, and I leave your lifeless carcass to serve as food for the jackals!”

“DOWN!”,  the Amazon demanded tersely. The slave got down on his hands and knees besides the horse, and his Mistress stepped on his back as she dismounted. “STAND”, she commanded him. Though his head was bowed in a posture of humiliation and shame, this man still towered above she who spoke to him as though he were a dog.  She then handed her slave the reigns of her horse. “BEGONE!” she barked tersely. With his head bowed in a posture of humility the big man obediently lead the horse back towards the hosts of the Amazon army. The young Amazon then turned her attention towards her male foe.

As the Amazon stepped forward to accept War's challenge, he saw that she was a young girl who moved with extraordinary grace and beauty. War's penis began to stiffen as he gazed lustfully upon her firm round breasts and her voluptuous figure. She was a small woman who stood five foot one inch tall, and who weighed one hundred and ten pounds.  She was dressed in the traditional Amazon fashion with a short skirt that revealed her shapely legs and bare feet. Her garment went only over one shoulder leaving one magnificent breast exposed to War's leering view. She was armed with the traditional double edged  Amazon war ax labrys. Her beautiful face bore and expression of haughty pride, great courage, and fierce determination. War beat his massive chest with his fists in an attempt to intimidate her, and he roared his words at her as though he was an ogre.

“What is the name of this uppity little cunt who dares to defy the mighty four horsemen of the Apocalypse? It is such a pity that I must impale such a lovely young girl like you with my SWORD rather than with my PENIS!”

The young Amazon reacted to his crude sexual slur with an air of haughty contempt. It was obvious from her reply that she was not intimidated either by his arrogant macho threats and chest beating or by the fact that he stood nearly three feet taller than she, but that she regarded him as her inferior, and that she intended to treat him as such. There was a tone of arrogant defiance as she answered his question. “You big lumbering fool!”, the Amazon replied to him. “As you and your three fellows knee down to kiss the feet of Aretmis, the great war Goddess of the Amazons, be sure that you tell her that it was  Lykopis the Amazon who slew you! Lykopis means She Wolf in the language of the Greeks. And Lykopis is the name that a mighty Greek champion had called me by as he lay dying upon the field of battle and as I stood over him with my foot placed firmly upon his massive chest!”

War was enraged that this that this uppity little female would dare to talk to a MAN in such a rude and disrespectful manner. And he was enraged that this lying female would claim to have killed a MAN in fair combat upon the field of battle. War thumped his chest with a clenched fist as he spoke to the young female who stood so arrogantly before him.

“You arrogant little cunt! I will strike you down! But before I slay you, each of us four horsemen of the Apocalypse will take our turn with you! And each of us will take our pleasure from you, and we will sow our wild seed in you! Then I will slit your throat with my dagger, and I will feed your carcass to the vultures and the jackals! Then each one of my men will place his rough callused foot upon the slender neck of each woman of the Amazon Nation to indicate that she is now his property and his slave!”

Even as War spoke to the Amazon, Famine, Pestilence, and Death stealthily moved themselves around so that the four Warlords had surrounded Lykopis on all four sides. Famine who had stood directly behind the Amazon, struck at her from behind. The vicious stroke of his sword would have taken off the Amazon's head had she not deftly ducked under it. At the same time, she struck him in the groin with an upwards swing of her war ax. As the big man pitched forward, Lykopis stepped aside, and she buried her ax in the back of his head. Famine fell face down at her feet as though he had been struck by the hammer of Thor. The Amazon had placed her foot upon the back of the dead man's neck as she pulled her war ax from his skill.

War, Pestilence, and Death just stood there with a dumbfounded expression on their faces as the Amazon kicked the carcass of the big man over on it's back. Then the hosts of the Amazon army gave Lykopis a thunderous ovation as she stepped forward and she placed her foot upon his chest as she raised her war ax high in the air in token of victory. There was a smug expression of gloating triumph on the Amazon's beautiful face as she spoke directly to War. The THREE horsemen of the Apocalypse?” she asked him, “It doesn't quite have the right ring to it, does it? She shook Famine's chest vigorously with her foot in order to goad the men into attacking her. Pestilence was the first man to snap out of his temporary paralysis. He charged recklessly upon the Amazon swinging his war ax wildly as he screamed at his tormentrix.

“You fucking cunt! You have slain one of the four horsemen of the Apocalypse! Now you DIE , cunt!”

Lykopis parried the stroke of Pestilence's war ax with hers, and at the same time she kicked him in his testicles. As the big man doubled over in pain the She Wolf took him out of the fight with one deft stroke of her double edged war ax. The dying man fell to his knees and the Amazon placed her foot upon his chest and she shoved him over on his back so that he and his fellow, Famine, lay side by side upon the sand.

The She Wolf faced towards the women of the Amazon Nation as she stood with one foot upon the chest of Famine and with her other foot upon the chest of Pestilence. The hosts of the Amazon women gave Lykopis a thunderous ovation as she raised her war ax in token of victory. The barbarian warriors of the four horsemen had started to become demoralized as they saw that two of their mighty leaders had been slain by the hand of a mere woman. Lykopis looked directly towards War. “Two men are down!”, she said to him, “There are just two more men to slay!”

The two remaining men attacked She Wolf simultaneously. War swung his sword at the Amazon's neck, and at the same time Death struck at her knees with his deadly scythe. It was necessary for the agile Amazon to simultaneously duck under the sword and for her to leap over the scythe. She then delivered a stomping kick to War's chest that sent him staggering backwards.

Lykopis parried the stroke of Death's scythe with her war ax. Remembering what had happened to Pestilence in a similar situation, Death guarded his testicles with his left hand. But the Amazon delivered a devastating kick just under the big man's chin. As the heel of her bare foot struck the under side of Death's chin,  his jaw was slammed shut so forcefully that he bit off his own tongue, and his head was snapped back with such force that his neck was broken. He fell back across the carcasses of Famine and Pestilence.

She Wolf placed her foot firmly upon Death's massive chest, and she coldly regarded the last remaining foe. She could see that War's courage was about to flee from him even as the lowly male jackal would flee from the fierce Tigress in the jungle. The Amazon cast aside her deadly war ax and she goaded War into attacking her. “Is the mighty War going to flee from an unarmed woman in terror as his own warriors look on in disillusionment and contempt?”, she had asked him smugly. Lykipis could see the indecision on War's frightened face. She knew that there was a battle in progress inside his mind. It was the war between his male ego and his masculine pride and his desire to save face in front of his men on the one side, and his terror of this small woman who had slain his three companions on the other. He had looked across the river at his men who were demoralized to the point that they were on the verge of fleeing from the field of battle. Then he had looked upon the hosts of the now wildly cheering warrior women. And at last he looked upon the fierce Amazon heroine as she stood triumphant over the carcasses of his three fellow Warlords with her foot still placed so arrogantly upon the broad muscular  chest of the man who lay topmost upon upon the heap. It looked as though his fear was winning the battle and Lykopis feared that it would be necessary for her to run him down. But then War had remembered the words of Soth-Amon, the evil priest of the great God Odin. Suddenly War's face lit up with the fires of rage and he brandished his sword and he advanced upon his female enemy as he spoke to her.

“The mighty Soth-Amon, the all powerful and all knowing high priest of Odin has proclaimed that no MAN or number of MEN shall ever vanquish the four horsemen of the Apocalypse upon the field of battle! And certainly no fucking female cunt is ever going to get the better of me!

Lykopis retreated from her pile of kills as her enemy had advanced upon her while swinging his sword in a figure eight motion. Suddenly the Amazon had stumbled over a piece of driftwood and she fell to the sand upon her back. And before she could regain her feet, her big brutal enemy had advanced upon her and he planted his huge callused foot heavily upon her breast, and with an expression of gloating triumph upon his mad face, he had raised his sword to deliver the killing blow.

Suddenly the Amazon had drawn her dagger and she had flung it up at War with all of her might. Her aim had been perfect and her dagger had struck her enemy point first just under his chin. It pierced his skull and penetrated his brain. War's eyes had glazed over in death and he had staggered back towards the bodies of his three fellow Warlords. The Amazon had sprung to her feet and she retrieved her double edged war ax. She advanced upon her now dying foe as he had stood tottering on shaky legs before her. “FOOL!”, she had said to him, “Soth-Amon had said that no MAN shall ever vanquish you! But you have been slain by the hand of a WOMAN! Then Lykipis had pressed her index finger against War's massive chest and he fell back upon the pile of his three comrades.

The four horsemen of the Apocalypse then lay in a neat pile like cord wood stacked before a winter's fireplace. Famine and Pestilence lay side by side upon their backs upon the sand. Death then lay upon his back across the carcasses of these two men. At last, War lay upon his back across the carcass of Death, and his feet had dangled down into the faces of Famine and Pestilence.

The hosts of the Amazon women gave their heroine a tremendous ovation as she advanced and she had placed her foot firmly upon War's massive bull chest and she had raised her war ax high in the air in token of victory. As she had stood in this classical pose of victory, she had looked to the eight thousand men who stood on the other side of the Thermadon river. These men appeared to be totally demoralized as they saw that their four leaders had been killed by a woman. And as Lykopis had stood triumphant over the carcasses of her kills, and with her foot planted upon the chest of he who had lain topmost upon the heap, she had yelled her challenge to the barbarian warriors who had stood upon the opposite shore. “BEHOLD!”, she had cried to them, “Your mighty leaders, the four horsemen of the Apocalypse are DEAD! Let any man who wishes to avenge their deaths come forth to fight me now!”

No man had moved a muscle except to lower his eyes to the beach in order to avoid her piercing, overpowering gaze. Lykopis changed her stance so that she had stood with her right foot upon the chest of Death, and with her left foot upon the chest of War. And she had uttered a new challenge to the men of the barbarian army. “Lit any man who wishes to fight me remain standing on his feet!”, she had cried to them in a voice that was both sweet and feminine, and at the same time stern and commanding, “All other men will KNEEL!”

All eight thousand men threw down their weapons and fell to their knees as one. For no man had the courage to face this Amazon Heroine who had slain the four horsemen in fair combat upon the field of battle. These men who had no sooner fallen to their knees than the Amazon continued her terse challenge to them. “and bow down his head to the ground in token of his total and unconditional surrender to the women of the Amazon army, and to the principals of FEMALE SUPREMACY over the male!”

The heads of eight thousand men all struck the ground with one thumping sound. And with an exhalted cry of victory, the women of the totally triumphant Amazon army had waded across the Thermadon river, and they had advanced upon the ranks of the hapless kowtowing males. And each Amazon had placed a wet, sandy foot upon the neck of a man that she desired to own as her property and as her slave.

Lykopis the She Wolf had then stood with both her arms raised high in the air towards the domain of her Goddess, and with both her bare feet on top of War's massive chest and as she had lead her sister warrior women in an exalted paean of victory to Artemis, the great war goddess of the Amazons. This paean of victory was absolutely magnificent in it's savage beauty and power. It told of the superiority of woman over man, and of her Goddess given right to be dominant over him. And it told of the glory of woman's ultimate triumph over man in the age old battle of the sexes. And these were not just meaningless empty words Lykopis and her sister Amazons had chanted. For Lykopis had stood upon the massive chest of he who had been a giant of a man who had stood nearly three feet taller than she, and who had weighed nearly three times her weight, as she had chanted these glorious words. She had stood upon a pile of four burly brutal men that she had fairly slain in single combat upon the field of battle as she had chanted these magnificent words of victory. And each of her sister Amazons had stood with her foot upon the neck of a once proud and arrogant, but now totally conquered and humiliated man as she had chanted these exalted words of triumph.

Just as the triumphant warrior women had finished their exalted paean of victory, She Wolf had raised her war ax high in the air. At that moment there was a roar of thunder, and the head of her war ax was struck by a bolt of lightning. The lightning glanced off the ax head and it struck the ground at an angle. The women of Amazonia cheered wildly as they took this bolt of lightning to be a sign from the Goddess Artemis that the scourge of War, Famine, Pestilence, and Death had been removed from the earth for ten thousand years.

And Lykopis the Amazon had then placed her foot upon the chest of each of the four men that she had killed, and she had loped off his head with her labrys. Then the triumphant heroine placed her foot once again upon the broad muscular chest of War's headless carcass. Holding the heads of Death and Famine by their hair in her left hand, and holding the heads of War and Pestilence in the same manner in her right hand, She Wolf held the heads of the four horsemen of the Apocalypse high in the air for all to see. And it came to pass that there was much joy and celebration among the women of the Amazon nation.

But Lykopis knew that the world had not seen the last of evil men such as the four horsemen of the Apocalypse. And in due time the Amazon Empire fell and the evil male dominated Roman Empire rose up in it's place. And many centuries would pass before the foot of the woman would once again trample upon the neck of the man. For there would be a dark age of MALE SUPREMACY that would last for thousands of years. And the foolish incompetent of men over women would bring war, famine, pestilence, and death, and much misery upon the people of the earth. And after a period of ten thousand years the four horsemen of the Apocalypse would return once again to plague the daughters of the Amazon Nation.

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                       The Triumphal Procession of the Ancient Amazons
                                                   by Nerraw
                The Amazons celebrate their victory over the male chauvinist empire.

The women of the Amazon Empire have just won a great victory over Arrogant Angus and his men upon the field of battle. There is great revelry in the streets of Themiscrya as the warrior women return victorious from the battle. Queen Andromache leads her Amazons through the streets of the city in a magnificent triumphal procession.

At the very head of the procession, the eight foot carcass of the once mighty and feared Warlord Arrogant Angus is carried upon his huge bronze shield by his six highest ranking captains. The heads of these six once proud warriors are now bowed in humiliation and shame as they march naked through the streets of Themiscrya. Each man staggers under the heavy weight of the bronze shield that he carries on his shoulder. As they walk three men on either side of the shield, the once mighty captains, Gor-Zack and Mor-Tok walk at the front of each rank of three men. The two Amazons named Areto and Iphito walk arrogantly before these six men. The severed genitals of many men hang from both Areto and Iphito's belt by thin hemp cords. These sets of male genitals are the trophies of victory that each triumphant Amazon had taken from the men that she had slain in fair combat upon the field of battle this day. Areto pulls on a leash that is tied about the testicles of Gor-Zack, and Iphito pulls on a leash that is tied about the testicles of Mor-Tok. Each of the remaining four men walks meekly behind his fellow captain, for he is leashed by his testicles to the testicles of the man in front of him.

All of their lives these six men had postured as macho men who believed in the principles of male supremacy over the female. But now the throbbing erect penis of each man betrays him as a man who secretly desires to bear the foot of an Amazon conqueress upon his neck! Now the roar of derisive female laughter, and of cat calls and wolf whistles rings in the ears of these men. For the women of Amazonia now taunt and jeer these men and they make cruel sport of them.

Arrogant Angus stares up into the sky to the domain of Artemis the great War Goddess of the Amazons through glazed dead eyes as he passes through the streets. The women of Amazonia believe that the soul of any man who is slain by an Amazon in fair combat upon the field of battle becomes the slave and property of the Goddess Artemis. Thus do these women believe that the evil soul of Arrogant Angus is now her slave.

Andromache the Queen of the Amazons stands upon the shield with one foot placed upon the broad muscular chest of the enemy that she had slain in single combat upon the field of battle. The Queen smiles brightly as she waves to the cheering women who line both sides of the streets of Themiscrya. She holds her fearsome war ax high in the air as she looks proudly up towards the domain of her Goddess.

I fall to my knees and I bow down my head to the pavement as she approaches me. I am but one of the hundreds of naked male slaves who assumes this ultimate position of respect before her. We are in total awe of our Queen who has slain this massive brute who had once been our mighty Warlord who us men had greatly feared. When I had been a warrior at his court my greatest fear was that I might displease him in even the slightest way and thus I would incur his anger. And now a mere woman has reduced this ultimate icon and symbol of the male principle and of all that is masculine to a lifeless inanimate object that she places her foot upon without thought or caring. We are all in total awe of the contrast between the eight foot tall three hundred pound Warlord, and the five foot one inch tall one hundred and ten pound warrior Queen who stands triumphant over him with one foot planted so arrogantly upon his massive chest. Andromache hawks and spits into the face of her long hated enemy.

Next in the procession comes the now famous Amazon cavalry that will be the terror of the male dominated kingdoms that surrounds the Amazon Nation for many generations. Each Amazon holds a lance high in the air as she rides proudly upon her war mare. Impaled upon the lance of each Amazon is the severed head of one of the many men that she had slain upon the field of battle. The severed genitals of the men that each Amazon has slain hang by thin hemp cords from her belt.

One or more conquered male warriors follows naked at the heels of each Amazon Cavalrywoman. Each of these men is tethered to the stirrup of his conqueress by a leash that is tied about his neck. The head of each man is bowed in humiliation and shame as he staggers and stumbles at the end of his leash. His wrists are bound behind his back by leather thongs. Just like their captains, their secret eagerness to kneel down and to kiss the foot of the female conqueress is revealed by their throbbing erections. The taunting, and teasing, and tormenting of the women of Amazonia is unmerciful as they pass through the gauntlet of women that line both sides of the streets.

The heroine Ainippe or Swift Mare leads the Amazon cavalry. The severed genitals of the men that she has slain upon the field of battle dangle from hemp cords from her belt. The heads of three once mighty champions of male supremacy hang by their hair from her stirrup beneath her foot. The severed genitals of one of these men is stuffed in his mouth, indicating that he had been a known rapist. The head of one of Arrogant Angus's highest ranking captains is impaled upon her lance. Five conquered male warriors are leashed by their necks to her stirrup. The faces of two of these men are smashed and broken from the hooves of Ainippe's war mare. Thus had these two men learned that the Amazon who rides upon the mare with her lance is not the only female enemy to be feared upon the field of battle.

Another of the five men is Arrigorn the once mighty captain of the macho cavalry that Ainippe and her horse women had defeated. He had been knocked from his mighty stallion by the lance of Swift Mare. The Amazon had leaped from the back of her mare, and placing her foot upon the chest of her fallen foe, she had held the point of her lance at his throat. As Arrigorn pleaded for mercy, the man's huge stallion, Machismo, had tried to attack the Amazon from behind. Ainippe's mare, Nightmare, struck the stallion to the ground and she had crushed his neck beneath her hooves. Thus were both the female horse and the female rider triumphant over her male foes. Now as she prances arrogantly through the streets of Themiscrya, Nightmare proudly wears the severed testicles of the once mighty stallion, Machismo, on a rawhide thong that is tied around her neck.

Following the Amazon cavalry comes the huge ox carts that are full to overflowing with the heads of the men that Queen Andromache and her Amazons have slain upon the field of battle. An expression of pain and of terror, and of humiliation and of surprise and of shocked disbelief is frozen upon the dead faces of most of these men as each man had suddenly realized that he was about to be slain by a member of the so called weaker female sex. The women of Amazonia cheer gleefully as they see the incredible number of men that have been slain by a much smaller number of heroic warrior women. These women feel great pride as they see the heads of their male foes piled up in the carts as though they were cabbages being taken to market, and there is no doubt in their minds that the female of the species is truly superior to the male. Many women spit into the faces of these men as the carts pass by them.

Each ox cart is pulled by six naked men who are chained to the tongues of the carts in place of oxen. Each team of six men labors under the stern supervision of a whip wielding Amazon. The penis of each man has swelled into a throbbing erection, revealing his long suppressed craving to surrender to the dark side Goddess who dominates the male principle.

Glouce the Owl rides upon the ox cart that is under her command. She stands arrogantly upon the heads of the men that she and her sister amazons had slain. Her right foot is placed upon the head of one of the seven men that she had slain, and her left foot crushes the face of one of the men who had been killed by Thraso. Glouce leans forward as she yells orders at the six hapless males who labor under her command. She holds her whip ready to lash the naked flesh of any man who fails to obey her immediately and without question. Glouce had defeated upon the field of battle each of the six men of the ox cart team that is under her domination. Each man had pleaded for her mercy as she had stood over him with her foot upon his chest, and her labrys poised for the kill. Each man had sworn his oath that he would obey her in all things, and that he would obey her at all times. The once arrogant macho pride of each man has been broken and each man's fragile male ego has been crushed beneath the dainty bare foot of his conqueress. Thus do the six men of the ox cart team of Glouce obey her every command immediately and without question. The severed genitals of the seven men that she slew dangle from hemp cords from the side of her ox cart.

Next in the triumphal procession come the men who had thrown down their weapons and surrendered to the women of the Amazon army, but who had not been chosen by a warrior woman to become her slave. These men had been totally demoralized when the news had swept through their ranks that their mighty Warlord, Arrogant Angus, had been slain in single combat by Andromache, the Queen of the Amazons. These men had fallen to their knees and they had bowed their heads down to the ground in token of their unconditional surrender to the triumphant women of the Amazon army.

But these men did not experience both the humiliation and the strange sexual thrill of feeling the unshod foot of an Amazon conqueress upon their necks. That will come shortly when the head of the triumphal procession arrives at the great plaza that is in the center of the city of Themiscrya. Later these men will be put through the ritual of Submission in this same plaza. These men will soon become the slaves of the Amazon Empire rather than the slaves of an individual Amazon warrior. Many of these men will be placed upon the auction block of Themiscrya to be sold to she who is the highest bidder. Other men, who are not so pleasing to women will be put to work in the fields under the harsh discipline of a stern Amazon woman to harvest the crops that help to feed the women of Amazonia.

These men now walk naked through the streets of Themiscrya in formations of one hundred men each. The wrists of each man is bound firmly behind his back with leather thongs. Each group of a hundred men is under the command of one Amazon who is constantly barking orders at them. This one Amazon will be in command of her company of men for the next two months. It is she who will train them in the skills of submission to women. She will teach them the proper slave etiquette and the way that they are to conduct themselves when they are in the presence of a member to the superior sex. She will teach each man that for the rest of his life his place will be to obey all members of the female sex in all things and at all times.

Just one day before these man had all been proud and arrogant warriors who thoroughly believed in the principles of male supremacy. Many of these men had been rapists who had been a threat to the peaceful women who lived near the border of the Amazon Empire. Now they have suffered the ultimate humiliation of having been conquered upon the field of battle by members of what they had always believed to be the inferior sex. And as these once mighty warriors are paraded naked through the streets of Themiscrya, their humiliation is increased by the fact that now just one woman is easily able to control one hundred men.

The humiliation of these men is increased even further by the cruel taunts and insults of the women in the crowd. These women who line both sides of the streets of Themiscrya, treat these men even more cruelly than they did the men who came before them. The women examine these men as they would examine a horse that they are thinking of buying. For each of these men is one that a woman might bid upon as he stands naked upon the auction block of Themiscrya. The women of Amazonia are pleased at what they see. For the secret inner craving of each man to submit to the iron will of a dominant woman is revealed to all of these women by his throbbing erection.

Andromeda or "Ruler of Men" has demonstrated to the one hundred men who are under her command that she will tolerate not even the tiniest token of resistance from them. Sixteen of these men had licked the ball of her foot with his tongue in token of his total submission on to her as she had rested the arch of her foot upon his chin. The faces of these men are bruised and bloody from their encounter with the High Priestess of Artemis, the great war Goddess of the Amazons, and the Mistress of humiliation. Their eyes are swollen shut and their noses are broken by her fists. These men now docilely obey her every command without question.

At the end of the triumphal procession comes the women of the Amazon infantry. These are the women who fought the men of Arrogant Angus on foot, armed with spears and with the dreaded double edged ax called a labrys. The severed genitals that she had taken from the many men that she had slain upon the field of battle hangs from the belt of each Amazon by thin hemp cords. At the heels of each Amazon follows a naked male warrior that she has conquered upon the battlefield. Even though his head is lowered in humiliation and shame, each man towers above she who leads him by a leash as though he were a dog. A few of the women lead their conquered male foes by a leash that is fastened around his neck. But most of the women wish to exhibit the most extreme form of the superior female supremely in control of her conquered male enemy by leading their men by a leash that is fastened about their testicles. The hands of each man is bound behind his back with leather thongs. The huge throbbing erection of each man reveals to the women of Amazonia the secret inner craving of each of these men to be conquered, humiliated, and then dominated by a member of the superior female sex.

My Mistress, Pantariste the Tigress of Amazonia is one of those women who wishes to exhibit the most extreme form of female domination. Thus she leads the male that she has conquered upon the field of battle by a leash that is fastened around his testicles. She keeps the leash pulled taught at all times, and as I have learned from personal experience, she is a woman who will give a man no slack, and no chance to save face.

The man is much taller and heavier than the woman who leads him by his testicles. His face is bruised and bloody from his recent confrontation with Pantariste. Both his eyes are swollen shut, and his teeth are jagged and broken. His head is bowed, and he appears to still be dazed from the beating that Pantariste had given him. Upon his broad muscular chest is clearly seen the muddy footprint that Pantariste had left there when she had stood over him with her dainty bare foot upon his chest and listened to his whining pleas for mercy, and his frantic promises of obedience.

The man who is being lead upon the leash of Lykopis or "She Wolf" is not one who had been conquered upon the field by the Amazon who leads him. He was just one of many men who had thrown down his weapons and given up the fight when the news had passed through the ranks of the men of Machimo that Andromache the Queen of the Amazons had slain their mighty Warlord Arrogant Angus. He was just one of many men who had knelt and bowed down his head to the ground as a token of his unconditional surrender to the women of the Amazon Empire. As She Wolf had passed through the ranks of the beaten kowtowing men, he was just one of dozens of men who's neck was exposed to be trampled beneath her foot. She just happened to pick his neck as the neck to place her foot upon. Lykopis just happened to pick this man as the one that she desired to claim as her slave.

Those women who had recently graduated from the school of Amazonjitsu have just this day achieved the status of Matriarch by having slain three or more male foes in fair combat upon the field of battle. One of the first among these women is Okypous. The severed genitals of the nine men that she has slain besides Pig Face hang by hemp cords from her belt. Thus has Okypous achieved the status of Matriarch three times over during her very first encounter with men upon the field of battle. She leads her new male slave by the leash that is tied about his swollen testicles. This man's testicles are swollen because Okypous had brought him down by giving him a good kick in the nuts. Okypous has no sympathy for the conquered male enemy who's painfully inflamed testicles are caused to hurt even more by the leash that she has tied tightly about them. She keeps the leash pulled taught, indicating that she is one who will give her man no slack and no chance to salvage even the tiniest part of his now thoroughly crushed male ego, or to save face.

Thraso, who was the smallest woman to graduate from the school of Amazonjitsu, leads a huge naked male by a leash that is tied about his testicles. Though his head is lowered in humiliation and shame, the big man yet towers above she who leads him leashed by his testicles. This man yelps in pain as his conqueress jerks hard upon the leash, pulling him forcefully forward. Thraso the Amazon has little patience with the vanquished male who moves too slowly to please her. It must be truly a great humiliation for such a big man to be lead on a leash by a woman who is so much smaller than himself. Thraso is the spiting image of the superior female supremely in control of her male slave. The severed genitals that she wears upon her belt indicate that Thraso has slain a total of eight men upon the field of battle, including the mighty warrior, Bull-Cock the brutal! Thus has Thraso also achieved the status of Matriarch upon the field of battle this day.

When fighting against the Amazons, it was the custom of many a man of the once mighty, but now totally demolished Male Chauvinist Empire to foolishly go into battle with his genitals exposed to view. These men had thought that a female opponent would be intimidated by the mere sight of male genitals. Scyleia who had once been just a simple farm girl, wields the double edged Amazon war ax with her right hand, but in her left hand she holds a two foot long forked stick with a small rawhide noose attached to one end. When encountering a male opponent who has left his genitals exposed to view, Scyleia will parry his weapon with her labrys. Then with an upward flick of her left wrist, she will snare his exposed testicles in the noose at the end of her stick. A slight pull of her stick and the noose, which is tied with a slip knot, tightens about the man's testicles and Scyleia has him completely at her mercy. Scyleia had performed this technique with great skill when she slew the notorious rapist Big Penis.

Once Scyleia has her man snared, she will command him to drop his weapon. He obeys her immediately because he knows that the Amazon may castrate him with just one hard jerk on her snare stick. Once Scyleia has disarmed her foe, she forces him down on his back. Then the ruthless Amazon will pull upwards on his testicles so that the man will be forced to arch his back in such a way that only his heels and his shoulders are touching the ground. Once the man is in this helpless position, it is a simple matter for Scyleia to place her foot on his throat. She throttles him by pressing the edge of her foot against his wind pipe until he begs for mercy and promises to be her faithful and obedient slave.

Now Scyleia leads the man that she has caught with her snare through the streets of Themiscrya. Scyleia carries the head of Big Penis, the rapist that she slew, impaled on the end of her spear. Both the severed testicles and the enormous penis of this once brutal rapist dangle from the end of the spear by hemp cords. The peasant women immediately recognize the severed penis as that of Big Penis since it is about twice the size of the penis of a normal man. These women gleefully cheer Scyleia as their heroine as they see that the brutal rapist, Big Penis, will never trouble them again. The severed genitals of five other men besides Big Penis hang from hemp cords from her belt. She who had been just a simple farm girl and a cringing victim, and she who has just recently graduated from the School of Amazonjitsu, has already achieved the status of Matriarch two times over by having slain six men upon the field of battle.

Thus has Okypous, Thraso, and Scyleia all achieved the status of Matriarch this day. My chest swells with great pride as I look upon these three magnificent women that I had helped my Mistress, Pantariste train in the hall of Amazonjitsu. These women are no longer girls but they are now true Amazon Warriors and Man Killers. These three women are destined to become great heroines of the Amazon Nation.

I see that Alkaia or "Mighty One" is one of the few warrior women who is not exhibiting the most extreme form of female supremacy by leading her newly conquered male foe by a leash that is tied around his testicles. She is leading her new slave Ho-Sordar by a leashh that she has fastened about his neck. This is because she had brought this man down by giving him a devastating kick to his nuts. Alkaia took pity upon Ho-Sordar when she saw that his testicles were swollen to the size of grapefruit from the viscous kick that she had given them. Ho-Sordar had been accustomed to exercising his total dominance over dozens of beautiful slave girls when he had been a warrior in the court of Arrogant Angus. Now his head is bowed in humiliation and shame as he towers above she who leads him naked upon a leash as though he were a dog. Her mark is carved into his naked buttocks by her dagger, marking him as her property and her slave. Though Ho-Sordar had always seemed to be a firm believer in the principals of male supremacy, his throbbing erection, and the tiny drops of pre sperm that are dripping form the head of his penis now reveals him to be a man who was born to be a woman's slave.

When Barkida the Amazon had been the slave girl of Gortar the Barbarian, his domination over her had been extremely cruel and brutal. Now Barkida exhibits the most extreme form of the superior female supremely in total control of her male slave as she leads him naked through the streets of Themiscrya by a leash that she has tied about his testicles. Her dark muddy footprint shows clearly upon his broad muscular chest revealing him to be one of the many men that Barkida the Amazon had bested in fair combat upon the field of battle. Her sign carved into his naked buttocks by her dagger, marks him as her property and her slave. And his throbbing erection reveals his secret impassioned craving to bear the weight of her foot upon his neck.

Kydoime also exhibits the most extreme form of female domination by leading the once mighty warrior Man-Tok naked upon a leash that is tied to his testicles. He appears to be especially humiliated by the fact that he has been vanquished upon the field of battle by a women who is so much smaller than himself. Man-Tok staggers and stumbles at the end of his leash with his wrists securely bound behind his back with leather thongs. Kydoime appears to be especially proud of this prize bull that she has conquered upon the field of battle.

The triumphal procession halts as Queen Andromache arrives at the plaza in the center of Themiscrya. The warrior women command their hapless male conquests to kneel and to lower their heads to the pavement at their feet. The man who is on the leash of Lykopis does not move fast enough to please her. Lykopis jerks savagely upon the leash that is tied about his neck. The man stumbles slightly forward and falls to his knees. Lykopis places her foot on the leash and jerks it up sharply so that the man's head is pulled down hard to her foot. She Wolf then places her foot upon his neck, pressing his face against the rough pavement.

Pantariste jerks sharply upon the leash that she has attached to her man's testicles. The man yelps in pain as he goes down on his knees. "Head to ground!", Pantariste commands him sharply. The warrior begins to obey his conqueress, but he hesitates when he sees that he is about to lower his face into one of the many large piles of fresh horse dung that has been left behind by the Amazon cavalry up ahead.

"NO! PLEASE NO!", the man cries as Pantariste places her foot on the back of his neck and begins to slowly press his head down towards the odorous pile. "I said head to ground, slave!", the Amazon proclaims as her foot on his neck shoves his face forcefully down into the mushy dung heap. The hapless male gags and chokes violently at first. Then he just wines and sobs softly as Pantariste the Amazon stands over him with her foot still on his neck.

Scyleia has her man down on his knees, and he finds himself in the same situation as the man who is under the domination of Pantariste. But so great is his fear of Scyleia that he does not even hesitate to lower his face into the fresh pile of horse dung. She places her foot upon his neck, pressing his face deeper into the horse dung.

By this time each woman of the Amazon infantry has her man down on his knees with his head bowed to the pavement and facing in the direction of the Queen of the Amazons. Each woman has placed her foot upon the neck of the man who is soon to become her slave. Other men also are unlucky enough to find themselves with their faces pressed into one of the many piles that were left behind by the Amazon Cavalry, with the foot of an Amazon conqueress upon their necks.

Each Amazon who is in command of a formation of a hundred men has got all of her men down on their knees, and she has forced them to bow their heads down in the direction of the Queen also. Each of these women has placed her foot upon the neck of a man who is in the very front rank of her formation.

Andromeda notices that one of the men in her formation is keeping his face about four inches above the pavement to avoid the pile of horse dung beneath him. He thinks that the Amazon will not notice that he has failed to completely comply with her demand. Her foot on the nape of his neck forces his face down into the smelly dung heap.

The women in the crowd that lines both sides of the street step forward and place their foot upon the necks of the remaining men in each formation. Thus every man in these hundred man formations bears the weight of a woman's foot upon his neck! About a fourth of the men in these formations are unable to avoid having their faces shoved into one of the piles that was left behind by the Amazon cavalry by the foot of a woman upon his neck!

The men who pull the ox carts are brought down on their knees by the whip wielding Amazon who commands each team. She sees to it that every man on her team has bowed his head to the ground in the direction of her Queen. Each team Mistress places her foot upon the neck of one of the men on her team. Women from the crowd that flanks on both sides of the street eagerly volunteer to place a foot upon the necks of the remaining men of the ox cart teams.

Ainippe orders the five men who are leashed by their necks to her stirrup down on their knees. She steps on Arrigorn's back as she dismounts from her war mare. Then placing her foot on his neck, she forces his face down to the pavement. Four women from the crowd come forth and step on the necks of the other four men and shove their faces to the pavement.

By this time every woman of the Amazon cavalry has dismounted from her mare, and placed her foot upon the neck of one of the men who is leashed by his neck to her stirrup. Women from the crowd have rushed forward to place a foot upon the necks of each of the remaining men in this group. All of the women of Amazonia look to Queen Andromache.

Andromache the Queen of the Amazons stands upon the shield of Arrogant Angus with one foot planted upon the chest of her slain enemy. There is total silence in the plaza of Themiscrya and the eyes of the women of Amazonia are all upon their Queen. The Queen of the Amazons removes her foot from the chest of her kill. She draws her dagger and bends down and grabs a hold of his testicles with her left hand. The women of Amazonia wait in eager anticipation for a split second, Then Queen Andromache castrates her enemy with one deft stroke of her dagger. The women give their Queen a thunderous ovation that can be heard as far away as the Kingdom of Machimo as she places her foot back upon the chest of the eight foot carcass and she holds her gruesome trophy high in the air for all to see.

The Amazon Queen leaps down from the huge bronze shield. She grabs one of the six shield bearers by the hair of his head, and she jerks him away from the shield that he bears upon his shoulder. At the same time her foot on the buttocks of a second man shoves him forcefully away from the shield. The remaining four men jump away in fear of the fierce Amazon woman who now confronts them. The bronze shield falls to the plaza with a loud clang, and the now castrated carcass of Arrogant Angus rolls upon the pavement and lies upon it's side.

Women from the crowd grab each of the six shield bearers by the hair of his head, and a foot placed behind his knee forces him to kneel before the Queen of the Amazon Empire. These six once arrogant warrior captains are now forced to bow down their heads to the pavement to the feet of Queen Andromache. And each of these once mighty warriors now feels a woman's bare foot treading ruthlessly upon the back of his neck! At this time every male who had participated in the triumphal procession is now kneeling with his head bowed down to the pavement before the Queen of the Amazons. And every man now bears the weight of a woman's foot upon his neck!

Queen Andromache places her foot upon the shoulder of the castrated carcass of Arrogant Angus and she rolls it over on it's back. She then plants her foot upon the big man's chest and she hacks off his head with one deft stroke of her war ax. The women of Amazonia give Andromache a thunderous ovation when she picks up his head by it's hair, and she holds it high in the air for all to see. For their Queen has not just struck off the head of a man, but she has symbolically struck off the head of the Male Chauvinist Empire and the forces of MALE SUPREMACY! With her foot still placed upon the massive chest of her vanquished enemy, Queen Andromache delivers an exalted paean of victory to the women of the Amazon Nation.

"BEHOLD!", the Queen cries triumphantly, "The mighty Warlord, Arrogant Angus is dead! No longer will he and his men rape and pillage the women of the Amazon Empire! No longer will he boast that the women of Amazonia have no chance to stand against the superior size and strength of the men of the Male Chauvinist Empire! For the mighty Warlord has been slain by my hand in fair combat upon the field of battle! The faces of his men are pressed into the dirt with the foot of a woman of the Amazon Nation upon their necks! I now stand with my foot upon his chest! And I hold both his testicles and his head high in the air as trophies of my victory! So that all may know that the battle of the sexes is over! And the female of the species is triumphant over the male!"

Andromache throws the head of Arrogant Angus to the women of Amazonia so that they may use it in a game called "Man's Head". Man's Head is a humiliation that the women of Amazonia reserve for the most hated of their male foes. Women will kick his head through the streets of Themiscrya. They will be divided into two teams that struggle to kick his head across opposing goal lines. These women will use his head as the ancestor of what will one day be known as a soccer ball!

The triumphal procession is over. All of the men who had marched naked through the streets of Themiscrya will be taken to the stock yards. There these men will be locked in steel cages until such time that it is convenient for the women of Amazonia to see further to their disposition. The men of two of the formations of a hundred are given the unpleasant task of cleaning up all of the droppings of the mares of the Amazon cavalry from the streets of Themiscrya. These men will labor under the stern supervision of Andromeda and Iphito or "Shield Strength". The six men who carried the bronze shield of Arrogant Angus are given the task of disposing of his headless carcass. They will labor under the supervision of She Wolf the Amazon. The triumphal procession is over, and now the woman warriors who had triumphed over the men of the Male Chauvinist Empire are looking forward to the Victory Feast that will take place in the palace of Themiscrya tonight.

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                                                             The Wedding Ceremony
                                                                                          by nerraw

The wedding ceremony takes place in the Essemian Sanctuary of the Goddess, which is a church which is devoted to the principle of  female supremacy over the male. This wedding is presided over not by the traditional male priest, but by a female Priestess. This Priestess symbolizes feminine authority and the supremacy of woman over man.

The high Priestess of the Essemian Sanctuary of the Goddess stands in front of the room. A Chorus of twenty women are seated in two rows of ten women each against the wall that is on the right side of the Priestess. An audience of about forty people have gathered to observe the barbaric ritual that is about to take place. They are seated before the Priestess on both sides of an isle that devides the room in half. Bianca  Ballbuster and nerraw wait just outside the double doors at the back of the room at the end of this isle.

PRIESTESS: “The Bible says that God created man in his own image,  and that has always been the basis of the male chauvinists assertion that man is superior to woman. But the Bible only reveals a small portion of the truth. What the Bible fails to tell us is that after God created man in his own image,  that he then created the woman in the image of she who is his SUPERIOR! He created the woman in the image of she who he must OBEY! And that would indicate that the woman is indeed superior to the man. A male chauvinist may well ask this question. If the female of our species is truly superior to the male as us female supremacists claim, then why is it that it is the MAN who has held the position of DOMINANCE over the WOMAN for all these thousands of years? The answer to that question is quite simple. Thousands of years ago the Goddess had deliberately placed the man in the position DOMINANCE over the woman. She did this because she had wished for the woman to EARN her rightful place of dominance over the man by conquering him in the age old battle of the sexes. And now in celebration of the ultimate triumph of woman over man, the Chorus will now sing our own special version of I AM WOMAN!”

The twenty women of the chorus all stand and they sing this special version of “I AM WOMAN”, a song that had been made popular by Helen Reddy back in 1971. Back then many people had thought that her version of this song came on too strong.

CHORUS: “I am woman, hear me roar – In triumph forever more,
And man knows that he is no longer able to pretend.
Because I've beaten him to the core, -  And he lies conquered on the floor.
And the BATTLE OF THE SEXES is at an end.

Oh yes I am triumphant -  I am triumphant over man.
I have won the battle of the sexes - That has raged since time began.
I have vanquished him -  I have conquered  him!
I am triumphant. I am victorious. I am woman!

I knew that I could beat him. -  And I knew that I could defeat him.
And to take him down would be so sweet.
So I fought him even stronger  -  Till he could not oppose me any longer.
And I trampled him down beneath my feet.

Oh yes I am triumphant – and upon his chest I stand.
That great big hulking bully – He lies conquered by my hand.
I have vanquished him. - I have conquered him.
I am triumphant.  I am victorious.  I am woman.

I am woman don't you know – Triumphant over my male foe.
And all can see that man is my conquest.
I have put him in his place – And he can no longer save face.
As I stand with my foot upon his chest.

Oh yes I am triumphant – I have proved that I am best.
I stand triumphant over man – And I place my foot upon his chest.
I have vanquished him – I have conquered him.
I am triumphant. I am victorious. I am woman.

PRIESTESS: The triumph of woman over man in the battle of the sexes has been a long hard struggle. It has been a process that has progressed slowly over a period of thousands of years. Man is physically both bigger and stronger than the woman. But the woman is superior to the man in terms of wisdom, intelligence, endurance, determination, and courage. And one day these many advantages of the woman shall triumph over the man's single advantage of greater size and strength. And it shall come to pass that he shall fall before her even as the great bull would fall before the fierce tigress in the jungle. And the woman shall place her foot upon man's chest and she shall raise her arms high in the air in token of victory.  So that all the world will know that the battle of the sexes is over, and that the FEMALE of our species is TRIUMPHANT over the MALE. Today we celebrate the total triumph of one woman who has won her own victory over the man in the battle of the sexes. We are gathered here to observe the marriage  of Bianca Ballbuster and the man that she has conquered., nerraw! Now let the marriage couple come forward!

(The fact that my name is spelled with a small n rather than a capital indicates that at this point I am regarded as an inferior rather than as an equal.)

BIANCA: (from just outside the double doors at the back of the room) “nerraw, HEEL!”

Bianca walks slowly down the isle towards the front of the room. She is dressed not in the traditional wedding dress, but in a casual sleeveless dress with a short skirt. She is wearing  shiny black shoes with four inch heels. She walks with her head held high in a posture of haughty arrogance. And nerraw obediently follows or “heels” her at about three paces to her rear. He is completely naked and his throbbing erect penis sticks up in the air at a jaunty angle, revealing to all present the fact that he is a man who was borne to be a woman's slave. Though his head is bowed in a posture of humility, he still towers above Bianca Ballbuster. Instead of the normal Wedding March, the organist is playing a slow tempo version of  “I AM WOMAN!” by Helen Reddy.

BIANCA: (as she approaches the Priestess at the front of the room) ''STAY!”  

nerraw instantly freezes in his tracks in obvious obedience to Bianca's terse command and he remains standing perfectly still. Bianca takes her position about four feet in front of the Priestess and about three feet to her left. First Bianca turns to her left and she kicks off her shoes. She then turns around to face the wall that is to the very right of the Priestess. The Priestess turns her head towards nerraw and she points her finger to the floor at a spot that is about four feet in front of her, and about three feet to her right.

PRIESTESS: “nerraw! Stand there!”

nerraw obediently takes his place at the exact spot where the Priestess is pointing her finger.

PRIESTESS: “Face towards she who is your SUPERIOR!”

nerraw turns and faces towards Bianca Ballbuster. The man and the woman now stand facing each other. They are about six feet apart in front of the Priestess, and about twenty fife feet in front of the seated spectators. Bianca and nerraw make eye contact for a split second before nerraw lowers his eyes to her feet in order to avoid her piercing gaze.

PRESTESS: Do you nerraw, acknowledge that the FEMALE of our species is SUPERIOR TO the                                                    MALE?”

nerraw: “I do!”

PRESTESS: “Do you agree that you are thus a member of the INFERRIOR SEX?”

nerraw: “I do!”

PRIESTESS: “Do you acknowledge the fact that since Bianca Ballbuster is a member of the FEMALE SEX and that since you are a member of the MALE SEX that she is superior to you in all things?”

nerraw: “I do!”

PRIESTESS: “Do you acknowledge the fact that Bianca Ballbuster has triumphed over you in the Battle of the Sexes, and thus it is her Goddess given right to claim you as her property and her slave?

nerraw: “I do!”

PRIESTESS: “ Do you agree that from this day forward, that you shall be faithful and obedient SLAVE for as long as you both shall live?

nerraw: “I do!”

PRIESTESS: “Do you surrender your arrogant and bull headed masculine pride onto her?”

nerraw: “I do!”

PRIESTESS: “Do you swear that you will OBEY her at all times?

nerraw: “I do!”

PRIESTESS: “Do you swear that you will OBEY her in all things?

nerraw: “I do!”

PRIESTESS: “Then KNEEL before her and swear your oath of obedience on to her!”

nerraw kneels naked before Bianca Ballbuster with his head bowed in a posture of humility. And as the spectators look on in amusement, he stutters and stammers the oath that he had memorized.

nerraw: “The battle of the sexes continues to rage on fiercely throughout this world. But between you and me, the battle of the sexes is now now over. And the female of the species is triumphant over the male. As we had come together in the traditional struggle for supremacy between man and woman, I was physically bigger and stronger than you. Yet I fell before you in the age old battle of the sexes even as a massive bull would fall before the fierce tigress in the jungle. I acknowledge you as my conqueresss, and my surrender to you is both total and unconditional. I acknowledge myself to be a member of the INFEIOR sex who is unworthy of even kissing the ground where your foot has stepped! I acknowledge that it is your Goddess given right to rule over me, and that it is both my duty and my destiny as a member of the inferior sex, to obey you! I swear that from this day forward that I shall be your faithful and obedient slave for as long as I shall live. I swear that I shall always worship you as though you were a Goddess, and that I shall obey you at all times. I swear that I shall always obey you immediately and without question, and that I shall obey you in all things, Mistress!”

PRIESTESS: “HEAD TO FLOOR!”

nerraw lowers his head to the floor at the feet of Bianca Ballbuster sot that he is now kowtowing before her. The Priestess now terns he head towards Bianca. There is a noticeable change in her demeanor and manner of speaking that indicates that she is now speaking to an EQUAL  rather than to an INFERIOR.

PRIESTESS: “Do you Bianca Ballbster wish to take this male as your property and your slave?”

BIANCA: “I do!”

PRIESTESS: “Do you swear that you will always uphold the principles of female supremacy over the male?

BIANCA: “I do!”

PRIESTESS: “Do you swear that you will not tolerate even the smallest token of defiance from this male, and that you will not permit him even the smallest chance to salvage his male ego or to save face?

BIANCA: “I do!”

PRIESTESS: “Do you swear that you will always keep his destructive male ego totally crushed beneath your foot so that he may do no harm either to himself or to others?”

BIANCA: “I do!”

PRIESTESS: “Do you swear that you will keep this male firmly under your domination and control at all times, so that he may do no harm to other members of the female sex?

BIANCA: “I do!”

PRIESTESS: “If this male should ever be guilty of the crime of rape, do you swear that you will CASTRATE  him with your own hand, and that you will PUT HIM DOWN even as you would put down a rabid dog?

BIANCA: “I do!”

The Priestess now turns her attention to the women in the audience seated before her.

PRIESTESS: “If there be any woman among you who doubts that this woman has truly conquered this male in the age old Battle of the Sexes, let her speak now, or forever hold her piece!”

The Priestess waits for a moment, and when no woman in the audience speaks up she continues.

PRIESTESS: “ If there be any woman among you who feels that this woman lacks either the will or the ability to keep this male firmly under her domination and control at all times, let her speak now, or forever hold her piece!”

The Priestess waits for a moment, and when no woman in the audience speaks up she continues.

PRIESTESS: “ If there be any woman among you who can show any cause as to why this woman should NOT claim this male to be her property and her slave, let her speak now, or forever hold her piece!”

The Priestess waits for a moment, and when no woman in the audience speaks up, she turns her attention back to Bianca Ballbuster.

PRIETESS: “Then place your foot upon his neck, and proclaim him to be your property and your slave!”

Bianca takes a step forward and she places her right foot firmly upon nerraw's neck.

BIANCA: “I proclaim you to be my property and my slave! I have placed my foot upon your neck for all to see so that they will have no doubt as to what your place is! I have placed my foot upon your neck in order to deny you any chance to save face or to salvage any part of your male ego! I place my foot upon your neck to be sure that you understand that henceforth you WILL obey me in all things, and you will obey me at all times and without question.

PRIESTESS: “And it shall come to pass that the FOOT of the WOMAN shall trample upon the NECK of the MAN! BEHOLD! All have witnessed this male kneel before this woman of his own free will, and all have heard him swear his oath of OBEDIENCE on to her willingly and in his own words! All have witnessed this male bow down his head to the floor at the feet of this woman in token of his SUBMISSION on to her! And all have witnessed this woman as she had placed her foot upon the neck of this male and as she had proclaimed him to be her property and her slave! And as nerraw kneels there with Bianca's bare foot still placed firmly upon his neck, a peaceful feeling of contentment comes over him. No longer will he be driven by his self destructive male ego in the constant struggle to prove that he is a MAN! For his SUPERIOR Bianca Ballbuster, has proven that he is a MAN. Before you all, she has proven beyond all doubt that he is a MAN! She has proven that he is a member of the inferior male sex! With the power vested in me as a Priestess of the Great Goddess, and in her name, I proclaim you to be Woman and slave! That which the Goddess has joined together, let no woman put asunder!  nerraw! You may kiss feet of she who you must now obey!

Bianca Ballbuster now removes her foot from nerraw's neck,and he lavishes her feet with kisses as a token of his devotion as her slave.
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                               Arrogant Angus versus Kitten
                                       By Nerraw

My name is Arrogant Angus, and just recently Madame Zara, a woman who claims to ba of great psychic powers, has told me that in ancient times in a past life I had been a brutal warlord who was known as Angus the Arrogant. She told me that I had been a bully, a rapist, and a brutal oppressor of women who had ruled over thousands of acres of land. I had possessed a massive fortune of gold, and diamonds, and sapphires, and emeralds, and rubies, and all manner of precious stones. The one hundred of my mightiest warriors had served me as my elite personal guard. And there were over three hundred beautiful slave girls in my seraglio. But Madame Zara had said tha I was not satisfied. For the fact that the land to the south was ruled by women was an affront to my MANHOOD and a threat to my MALE EGO. Thus was I determined to conquer the Amazon Nation. And after a fierce fight between Orithia, the Queen of the Amazons, and myself, Madam Zara had told me that I had at last realized my life long dream and that I had entered Themiscrya, the Capital city of the Amazon Empire with my head held high! Of coarse I don't believe in any of that psychic bullshit or any of that past life crap either.
I have always been obsessed with to prove that women are inferior to men in violent contact sports such as boxing. I had heard about a girl named Kitten who loved to box with men. Kitten claims to have been a Queen of the Amazons in a past life, and that she can defeat any man in the boxing arena. Kitten is obviously fruitcake just like that Madame Zara.

I challenged Kitten to meet me in the boxing ring. We found a ring in a local gym. There are about three hundred people there to observe the bout. Kitten enters the ring just prior to round one. She is quite a bit smaller than me and she has a very good figure. She looks really hot in her skimpy leopard skin bikini and her bare feet. She is smiling and appears confident that will win.
The contrast between Kitten and myself is especially stunning. Kitten's petite little figure and graceful beauty makes her the very picture of femininity. And my enormous size and strength, my course brutal masculine face, and my broad muscular hairy chest, and most of all my contempt for all living things other than myself, makes me the symbol and the icon of the male principle and of all that is masculine. The fight should be a piece of cake since I am a GIANT compared to my female opponent.

The mismatch between us is made even more obvious as the ring announcer makes his introductions. “In corner—Standing six foot nine inches tall—and weighing two hundred and seventy eight pounds—that massive GIANT of a man—ARROGANT ANGUS!!! And his opponent—Standing four foot three inches tall—And weighing one hundred and ten pounds—The lovely and vivacious—KITTEN THE GIANT KILLER!!!”

The bell rings and we approach each other. She starts out by landing a roundhouse to my jaw, followed by an uppercut which sends me to my knees. She has already scored her first knockdown! She quickly solves my defense and she knocks me off my feet twice more before even a minute has gone by.

I am no match for her. She has me pissing in my pants in my fear of her. She repeatedly backs me up against the ropes and she batters my face and body. She is too fast for me and I can not get away from her. She lands a perfect right to my jaw. I see a blinding flash of light and I collapse on the canvas. I hear the voice of the referee “EIGHT!”  “NINE!”  “TEN!”  “HE'S OUT!”

The is over! Kitten has totally demolished me! She has humiliated me in front of an audience of three hundred fans by scoring a one round knockout! The roar of the crowd rings in my ears as they give her a thunderous ovation. I feel the weight of her dainty little bare foot on my chest as Kitten poses triumphantly over me with her arms raised high in the air. Then I fall back into the blackness of unconsciousness.
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My head is spinning wildly and I am falling back thousands of years in time. What Madam Zara had told me is true after all. For I am now the Warlord who is known as Angus the Arrogant! Back in the twenty second century I had been just a normal man who had stood just a little over sex feet tall and who had weighed a little over two hundred and seventy five pounds. But during this miraculous transportation back in time, I have also undergone a miraculous physical transformation. I am now a giant of a man who stands a full seven and a half feet tall and who weighs over three hundred pounds. The harsh life of these savage times has given me the massive hard and well defined muscles of a champion  professional body builder. There is a high concentration of testosterone inside my body that amplifies my masculine characteristics to radical proportions. I have become a brutal rapist and a ruthless oppressor of women. I am determined to keep all women down in their rightful place of subservience to men and trampled down beneath my big calloused foot. I am the most hated male enemy of the Amazon Nation and Queen Arithia has offered a reword of one thousand talons of gold to any woman who brings her my head. I in turn has offered a reward of TWO thousand talons of gold to any man who brings me her head.

I rule over thousands of acres of land and I possess a massive fortune of gold, and diamonds, and sapphires, and emeralds, and rubies, and all manner of precious stones. The one hundred of my mightiest warriors serves me as my elite personal guard. And there are over three hundred beautifus slave girls in my seraglio. But alas I am not satisfied! For I bear a bitter hatred towards the women of the Amazon Nation. I am determined to punish these women for what they had done to my brother, and for what they had done to both my father, and to his father before him. I am determined to destroy the great city of Themiscrya which is the capital city of the Amazon Empire. I am going to conquer the Gynarchy of Amazonia and I am going to establish MALE SUPREMACY as the law of the land.

Many men have tried to conquer the women of the Amazon Nation before me. And all of these men had failed. My own brother  Bull-Cock the Brutal had tried to conquer the Gynarchy of Amazonia.  He entered the city of Thermicrya with his wrists bound firmly behind his back with a rawhide thong. My brother and his conqueress had presented a most comical sight as they had entered the city. For although Bull-Cock's head was bowed in humiliation and shame, he still towered above the woman who had led him naked upon a leash as though he were a dog. This humiliating spectacle had been made even more embarrassing by the fact that a huge crowd of haughty Amazon women had gathered to taunt him and to tease him and to make cruel sport of him. My brother had entered the city of Themiscrya as a woman's slave. He had entered the capital city of the Amazon Empire with his head bowed in humiliation and shame. But unlike my brother before me, I intend to enter the city of  Themiscrya not as a slave, but as a conqueror.  I intend to enter the city of Themiscrya with my head held high!

My father before me was the mighty Warlord, Orloff the Destroyer. My father had tried to conquer the Gynarchy of Amazonia. My father had been carried into the city of Themiscrya as he lay upon his back upon his own shield. His huge bronze shield had been carried upon the shoulders of his eight highest ranking captains. The heads of these eight men were bowed in humiliation and shame as they marched naked through the gates of Themiscrya. Marpesia, the Queen of the Amazons had stood triumphant upon the shield with one foot placed so arrogantly upon my father's chest. Throngs of women gave their Queen a thunderous ovation  as this triumphal procession passed through the streets of the city. The women of Themiscrya were in total awe of the striking contrast between their five foot one inch tall and one hundred and ten pound queen and the eight foot tall and three hundred pound carcass of the man that she slew in fair combat upon the field of battle. Later Queen Marpesia had loped off my father's head with her war ax and she had used it as a hassock to rest her foot upon as it lay upon the dias at the foot of her throne. But I intend to avenge this massive humiliation of my father. Unlike my father  before me, I intend to enter the city of Themiscrya with my head held high!

My father's father before him was the mighty Warlord Att-Dak the Barbarian. He too had tried to conquer the Gynarchy of amazonia. My father's father and thirty of his men had entered the city of Themiscrya in an oxcart. The lifeless carcasses of these men were piled up upon the floor of the oxcart like cordwood would be piled up before a winter's fireplace. And my father's father, Att-Dak the Barbarian had the dubious honor of being the man who lay topmost upon the heap. The oxcart was pulled through the streets of Themiscrya by ten of Att-Dak's mightiest warriors who were chained to the tongue of the oxcart in place of oxen. The heads of these ten men were bowed in humiliation and shame as they were paraded naked through the streets of Themiscrya. Hippolyte, the Queen of the Amazons, had stood triumphant upon the pile of men that she had slain in fair combat upon the field of battle. Her foot was placed so arrogantly upon Att-Dak's massive chest. The throngs of women gave their Queen a thunderous ovation as this triumphal procession had passed through the streets of Themiscrya. But unlike my father's father before him, I will enter the capital city of the Amazon Empire as a conqueror. I intend to proudly enter the city of Themiscrya with my head held high!

As I approach the border of the Amazon Empire I see that the hosts of the Amazon Nation are already waiting there for me. These Amazons are led by Queen Orithia who is the daughter of Queen Marpesia, the woman who slew my father. These fierce warrior women are determined that not even one of their brutal male foes shall even set foot upon their beloved homeland of Amazonia. But I have other plans. I am confident of a quick and easy victory over the daughters of the Amazon Nation. I can see that there only about ten thousand Amazons to try to stop an invasion force of over fifty thousand men. Also I can see that each of my men is much bigger and stronger than any uppity little female that he might encounter upon the field of battle. But my greatest advantage that I believe that believe that I enjoy over these foolish women is that I am a member of the superior male sex. I am confident that these women will soon fall before me and my men even as a field of hay would fall before the reaper's scythe. I am confident that these women will fall before me and my men even as a field of hay would fall before the reaper's scythe. I am confident that I will soon enter the city of Themiscrya with my head held high!

But Orithia, the Queen of the Amazons, walks boldly forward so that she stands a hundred feet in front of the hosts of the Amazon army. “Arrogant Angus!”, she cries stridently, “Come forth to fight me in single combat upon the field of battle! Let us determine by man to woman combat which sex shall be dominant over the other for the rest of all eternity! Is the mighty Warlord, Arrogant Angus, afraid of a WOMAN? Then let him come forth and fight me now!”

I have no choice but to go forth to fight this woman if I am not to lose face in front of my men. Thus has the Queen of the Amazons so cleverly manipulated my arrogant male ego. She has thus changed the odds from three men against one woman to one man against one woman. But I am confident that I can defeat her. Even from a distance I can see that I am much taller and heavier than she is. I am confident that she will be no match for my superior size and strength. I will easily conquer her and then I will enter the city of Themiscrya with my head held high!

But as I approach Queen Orithia my heart is frozen with terror. For I recognize the stunningly beautiful face in single combat upon the field of battle. I recognize her as the girl named KITTEN! I now suddenly realize that Kitten was telling the truth after all when she claimed to have been a Queen of the Amazons in a past life. For Queen Orithia is the very same Kitten who had totally demolished me in the boxing ring in less than a round. She is the same Kitten who had totally demolished me in the boxing ring in less than a round. She is the same Kitten who had humiliated me in front of an audience of three hundred fans by laying me flat on my back on the canvas. She is the same Kitten who placed her dainty little bare foot upon my broad muscular chest as she had raised her fists high in the air in token of victory.

I am about to run back to the safety of my men when I suddenly remember the words of Madame Zara. “And after a fierce fight between Orithia the Queen of the Amazons,and yourself,” Madame Zara had told me “You had at last entered Themiscrya, the Capital city of the Amazon Empire with your head held high!

My courage returns to me and I swagger arrogantly before Queen Orinthia. I flex my massive biceps and I beat my massive chest with clenched fists in order to intimidate her. The sound of my fists beating against my broad muscular chest is like that of a war drum that can be heard throughout the ranks of the entire Amazon army. “KNEEL DOWN CUNT”. I demand tersely. “AMD KISS THE HEAD OF MY PENUS IN TOKEN OF YOUR TOTAL AND UNCONDITIONAL SURRENDER TO ME AND TO THE PRINCIPLES OF MALE SUPREMACY! FOR I INTEND TO ENTER THE GREAT AMAZON COTY OF THEMISCRYA AS A CCONQUOR WITH MY HEAD HELD HIGH!

Then her eyes meet mine and her courage flees from me even as the cowardly male jackal would flee from the fierce tigress in the jungle. For at that moment we both know in our hearts that I am no match for her even though I stand more than two and a half heads taller than she and even though I am nearly triple her weight. And yet in a desperate show of arrogant masculine pride, my face is a mask of fierce macho bravado as I yell a barbaric war cry at my female opponent. But there is an expression of both disgust and of arrogant contempt on the Amazon Queen's face as her eyes focus on the darkening stain that is spreading in the crotch of my leopard skin loincloth. For my true terror of this awesome warrior woman is betrayed to her by the fact that I am urinating in my own loincloth.

In a last desperate effort to save face in front of my men and to salvage my fragile male ego, I draw my sword and I charge recklessly upon her. The Queen of the Amazons evades my attack with a swift cat like agility and her deadly double war ax is a flash. The whole world seems to be spinning crazily as my head pops up several feet into the air. And then it falls to the earth with a dull thud and it rolls across the ground until it comes to rest at the feet of my triumphant female opponent.

Through glazed dead eyes I see my own headless carcass standing before me with the blood spurting up into the air through it's severed neck. I then see Queen Orithis shove her foot against the chest of my headless corpse so that it topples over on it's back with a loud crash. I see that my throbbing erect penis has popped out from under it's loin cloth and is sticking straight up in the air as though it were a monument to the triumph of woman over man in the age old battle of the sexes. My hot sperm spurts up high in the air as my throbbing erection shoots off its final load. Then it falls limp and it dangles down between my legs as though it was bowing down it's head at the feet of she who has slain me in fair combat upon the field of battle.

Queen Orithia rolls my head over on it's back beneath her foot so that I am staring up at her. The Queen looks down upon me with an expression of smug superiority and of gloating triumph upon her stunningly beautiful face. She studies the expression of terror, and pain, and humiliation, and of shocked disbelief that is frozen upon my face for a moment. There is no doubt that she derives a great deal of pleasure that these were the emotions that I had thought and felt as I suddenly realized that I was experiencing the ultimate humiliation of being fairly slain by a woman's hand. Though I am dead, I still hear her words as she speaks to me in a mocking tone. “Your head will serve me well as a hassock to rest my foot upon as it lies upon the dias at the foot of my throne in Themiscrya!”, she gloats arrogantly, “Just as the head of your father, Orloff the Destroyer, had had served my mother Queen Marpesia, so well for the same purpose. And your big ugly buck teeth will scratch my heel when it itches.” She playfully presses her bare foot into my cold dead face. Then she grabs hold of my head by it's hair snd stepping forward, she places her foot upon my chest. And she holds my severed head high in the air for all to see. I can still hear the demoralized cries of dismay from my men as they realize that their might warlord Arrogant Angus is dead

Though my eyes are now glazed over in death, I can see that all of my men are totally demoralized. I can still see the weapons of many of my men have slipped from their numb fingers as they stare at the heroic Amazon Queen who stands triumphant before them. I see the expressions of horror on the faces of these men as they look upon the object that the triumphant Queen of the Amazons holds high in the air above her head. Though I am dead, I still realize what a terrifying sight my severed head must present to these men who has looked upon me as their mighty champion as as their god. My shaggy matted hair and beard is soaked with sweat and caked with my own blood. And the dust and dirt of the battle field. A horrible expression of terror, and pain, and humiliation, and of shocked disbelief is frozen upon my dead face. And as Queen Orithia holds my head high in the air above her own she utters her terse challenge to the men of the Male Chauvinist Empire.

“Behold” the Queen of the Amazons cries stridently. “Your mighty Warlord, Arrogant Angus is dead! I have slain him in fair combat upon the field of battle! And I stand triumphant over him with my foot upon his chest, and I hold his severed head high in the air for all to see! So that all the world may know that the FEMALE of the species is SUPERIOR to the MALE! Let any man who wishes to avenge his death come forward to fight me now!

Through glazed dead eyes I see that no man moves a muscle except to lower his eyes to the ground in order to avoid her piercing gaze. Queen Orithia increases the weight of her foot upon my chest as she utters a new challenge to my now cowering men. “Let any man who wishes to fight me remain standing on hes feet”, she demands, “All other men will kneel!”

I see all of my once proud and arrogant men fall to their knees as one. For no man has the courage to fight the fierce Amazon herowho sley me their mighty Warlord and champion, Arrogant Angus, in single combat upon the field of battle. In a voice that is sweet and feminine and yet at the same time terse and commanding. Orithia the Queen of the Amazons, continues her challenge to the men of the Male Chauvinist Empire. “....and bow down his head to the ground at my feet”, she continues, “in token of his total and unconditional surrender to the women of Amazonia, and to the principles of FEMALE SUPREMACY!”

Thirty thousand male heads strike against the ground with one loud thumping sound. With an exalted cry of victory the hosts of the now totally  triumphant Amazon army rush upon the ranks of the hapless kowtowing males. And each Amazon places her foot upon the neck of a man that she desires to own as her slave.

The Triumphant Amazon Queen now leads her sister Amazons in an exalted paean of victory to the Goddess Artemis. This paean is magnificent in it's savage beauty and power. It sings of the superiority of the female over the male and of her Goddess given right and destiny to be dominant over him. And it sings of the glory of the triumph of woman over man in the age old battle of the sexes. Suddenly I realize that these are not just meaningless empty words that the victorious vixen and her sister Amazons are reciting. For Orinthia the Queen of the Amazons is standing triumphant with her foot upon the massive chest of a dead Warlord who had stood at least two and a half heads taller than she as she recites these glorious words. She is standing with one foot placed upon the chest of a once mighty Warlord that she has fairly slain in single combat upon the field of battle. And each of her sister Amazons now stands with her foot upon the neck of a once proud and arrogant, but now totally subjugated and defeated man as she recites these words.

That llying fucking BITCH! That lying fucking CUNT,  Madame Zara! Madame Zara told me that I would enter the city of Themiscyra with my head held high!

Orithia, Queen of the Amazons leads the magnificent triumphal procession through the gates of Themiscrya, the capital city of the Amazon Empire. She is followed by the ten thousand warrior women of the triumphant Amazon army. Each Amazon leads two or more conquered conquered male warriors by a leash that is fastened either around his neck or around his testicles. All of these men have been stripped naked by the women who have conquered them. The wrists of each man is securely bound behind his back with a rawhide thong. Though the head of each man is bowed in a posture of humiliation and shame, he still towers above she who leads him naked upon a leash as though he were a dog.

Throngs of women line both side of the street as these conquered male slaves are paraded naked before them. And the women taunt and tease these men and they make cruel sport of them. The penis of every man haw swelled into a throbbing erection. Thus does he reveal to the multitude of women that he is being paraded naked befor his secret inner craving to be conquered and then dominated by a member of the superior female sex, and to bear the weight of her foot upon his neck. A woman of Themiscrya knows well the meaning of an erect penis on a vanquished male enemy. Thus are these men greeted by wolf whistles and cat calls from the daughters of Amazonia.

At the very head of the procession my headless carcass lies upon it's back upon my huge bronze shield as it is carried by six of my mightiest warriors. The heads of these six of these once proud men are bent in a posture of humiliation and shame as they march naked down the main street of Themiscrya. A haughty Amazon warrior walks on either side of the shield. Each of these two women makes sure that the three men who are under her domination stay in step as these men stagger under the weight of the heavy bronze shield that they bear upon their shoulders.

Orithia, Queen of the Amazons, stands triumphant upon the shield with one foot placed arrogantly upon my chest. The daughters of the Amazon Nation give their Queen a thunderous ovation as she holds my severed head high in the air for all to see. At last my senses fade to blackness. And the last thought that remains in my mind is the realization that Madame Zara's prophesy has indeed come true that for I have now entered the great Amazon city of Themiscrya with my head held high!

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I am now aware of the fact that I am now laying flat on my back on the canvass near the center of the ring. The wild cheering of the crowd has subsided as the ringside physician examines my unconscious hulk. He notes that Kitten's footprint is still clearly visible on my chest. “that is not a good sigh.” he mutters under his breath, “Her footprint should have faded away by now.” His fingers press against the artery at the side of my neck. The voice of the doctor sounds as though it is a hundred miles away as he exclaims in shocked surprise. “Holey Shit!” he gasps, “This big muscle bound bastard is DEAD!”

I expect to hear Kitten utter an agonized cry of shocked dismay. And I expect for her attitude of gloating triumph to turn to an attitude of horrified remorse as she realizes that she has killed a man in the boxing ring. But instead I feel the weight of her foot on my chest once again and I hear her yell an exalted cry of victory as she once again poses triumphantly over me with her arms raised high in the air! I now realize that Kitten is truly the reincarnation of Orithis the Queen of the Amazons. Kitten has knocked out many men before today. But now she is feeling the exalted thrill of power and of triumph like she never had before. For Kitten has killed her first man in the boxing ring!
My appologies to those who have favored my picture "First Kill". This picture has now been removed by the DA staff because it depicted a penis that appeared to be erect. (maybe it appeared to be erect because it was erect) I will definately avoid this violation in the future. Meantime there are still pictures in my gallery that maky "appear" to violate this rule and weather or not the DA staff deletes them is something that is beyond my control. So I would that any pictures that you don't want to lose be downloaded to your hard drive.

Nerraw

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Though I joined 4 years ago, I just became active here recently. I also do animation and have a website with over 50 animations.

womentriumphant.com

I was once very active in Yahoo groups until they became a very hostile environment. I still have one group there to promote my website and my store at Clips4sale.

yahoo.com/group/women_triumphant_over_men/

I have over ten pages of clips at my Amazon Women Triumphant Over Men store at Clips4sale.

clips4sale.com/store/33582

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Favourite genre of music: Spegetti Western
Favourite style of art: Erotic Fighting
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Lurker1001 Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2017
Thanks for the fave Nerraw.
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Lurker1001 Featured By Owner Sep 30, 2016
Thanks for the fave Nerraw.  I actually sent you an e-mail today, as I have not heard from you in a while, but I guess you are doing alright.
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xy174j Featured By Owner Jul 29, 2016  Hobbyist Artist
Hi there! Really nice gallery! A while ago I did a cartoon with a rather slow minded barbarian: xy174j.deviantart.com/art/Harr… and after a little break from drawing I was planning to let him have some more adventures. How would you feel about him having a little conflict with some of those Amazons of yours?
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Darkman69 Featured By Owner Jul 4, 2016
Thanks 4 fav !
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Lurker1001 Featured By Owner Apr 6, 2016
Thanks for the fave.
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Darkman69 Featured By Owner Feb 9, 2016
Thanks 4 fav !
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Lurker1001 Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2015
Thanks for the fave Nerraw.
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Mecha-Naruto-Owner Featured By Owner May 18, 2015
I dont understand this at all, is it a sexual fetish thing or is it just sextist?
Cause it looks sextist too me
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Lurker1001 Featured By Owner Mar 1, 2015
Thank you for the faves Nerraw.
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Doodlemark Featured By Owner Oct 29, 2014
Thanks for the fave.
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