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The Raiding of the Temple of Trib

"Day three of my expedition," She said softly into the microphone of her hand-held recorder, her voice reaching out to it with the soft tone gentle but firm, and above all brimming with excitement, "I've been looking through the old ruins of this temple and have noticed a common theme with the wall markings. While most carvings would tell the story of the leaders, this temple seems to only tell of a queen. It's almost as if there is no king in this society at all."

Her hand moved over the stone wall, brushing vines to the side while her fingers bent and folded around the texture of set up here. Much of it had already been lost to the constant and nearly never-ending weather that happened upon this place almost constantly, but there was no mistaking body type and what she saw in this carving, as well as many others she'd seen before this one, was that while they were happy to show a very busty and beautiful woman sitting on a thrown there was no showing of a man at all. The guards, the farmers, the shop keepers, every carving that displayed anyone seemed completely focused on females with an incredibly odd lack of any male counterpart at all. The other thing of note was that the women who were shown weren't simple everyday women, but instead had thick tits, and lightly toned muscle across their bodies. Most of these details were lost, but those that lasted pointed towards this temple belonging to something more than just any ordinary South American tribe.

"It's my belief that this tribe was completely matrianistic with no men to their society at all. I believe this to be the remains of the legendary Amazons. I'll explore more and record my findings. This is Doctor Evelyn Warner signing off."

The thick and sloshing breasts of her body swayed side to side as she brandished her machete for a fast and hard swing so that within an instant she could liberate a statue from the constraining vines that hugged it. The tight pull would bring the off of this obstacle in order to display what could only be described as a warrior queen standing tall with a downward facing sword resting at her feet. The hands that cupped over one another were amazingly designed and showed craftsmanship that she'd never seen on a statue that had to be as old as this temple. The way that it was carved was something of absolute beauty, a masterful skill that would make statue makers now a days question how such a thing could be done. As her hand moved over the surface she noticed something even more impressive. Despite the age of the building around her there was no weathering on this statue at all as if it had been installed in the last hundred years.

"That's impossible." She said to herself, muttering under her breath and pulling out a camera to take pictures of it.

The most important thing of any archaeological find is to record and if she finds something odd and different then she was absolutely going to snap a picture of it. When her camera flashed the light bounced quickly off of all the walls of this temple, the darkness here pealing away and the sudden sparkling glisten of some kind of metal item caught her attention to pull her gaze to the side. Eve's steps took her forward across the leaf covered stone floor until a swipe of her hand would brush more of those common vines out of the way. What she saw here forced her to gasp, her eyes widening in absolute disbelief. The shine that she'd spotted belonged to the blade of a steel sword, not something entire odd to spot in a temple with wall carvings depicting wars and battles, but the fact that it was still shined so perfectly, that simply wasn't possible.

She quickly took a picture of it, allowing her camera to claim the find before Eve's hand reached down to gently grip at the handle. If anything she was expecting it to fall apart, to crumble into dust, but when that didn't happen her recorder came back out. "I found a sword in pristine condition in this temple. The design of it shows that it should have been built around the 1300's, but it still shines like it's brand new. Even if the weapon is as old as the statue I found it should still be covered in rust, or have some blemishes at all. I'll take this sword with me for more study. Maybe some kind of carbon dating can help us figure out exactly how old it is. If it's as new as it looks then I believe... and this is going to sound crazy. I believe that the amazons might still be around."

When she put away her recorder her hand continued to wrap around the handle of this sword, not brave enough to touch the blade at all in case it has some kind of ancient disease left on it. With her focus completely on the design and look of the weapon in her hand the sudden tones and calls from deeper within the temple caught her attention. Her hazel eyes turned and swished to try and find the source, but it was clear that this archaeologist was only hearing the echo. Her mind quickly turned to other archaeologists, local kids, or even some kind of wildlife that had ventured into this place, but it was her duty to find out exactly who, or what, that sound was coming from. As she moved through the building, her steps became careful, her approach was slow, but the further in she got the sounds that she had heard were easily being drown out by the tone a deep groan that rolled through the place. It was her choice to ignore that tone as she looked for whatever the voices she'd heard had come from, but when the floor gave out and she'd find herself plummeting down to the floor below her all Evelyn could do was scream in shock and surprise.

* * *

The cave in of the floor had left Eve resting on her back, her eyes closed and her body half under a few rocks. She was lucky that most of the larger floor slabs had hit the ground before her, and that she wasn't trapped under any of them, but even more lucky that despite the fall and the hard landing she didn't seem to have even the slightest injury. When Eve pushed herself slowly back to her feet she had to grunt from how stiff her joints were, the fall alone jarring her body despite still being in perfect health which only lead to her hand waving in front of her face to try and settle some of the still upturned dust. The light cough that rolled from her voice left her waiting for it to settle down before she could continue her adventure only to hear calls of grunting in the distance. At first the archaeologist thought that it was simply her echo bouncing off of the walls, her own grunt reflecting back at her, but when she heard another grunt float through the hallway in a completely different tone she realized that what she thought was simply untrue.

There was somebody here, someone in this ruin, and that someone wasn't alone. Eve needed to investigate, needed to find these people, but the further she traveled through this hallway the louder the voices got leading her to hear another echoing noise that she hadn't heard before. The sharp clashes of steel on steel met her attention, the banging sound ringing out to her and drawing her out from her tunnel and towards the edge of an overlooking floor that peered down across and open courtyard of this building. The sun shined down easily across the surface of this surprisingly well maintained area. No jungle, no tall grass, everything was cut and smooth for the fancy footwork that came with professional swordsmanship.

Eve gasped when she saw who were fighting, two bronzed skinned busty beauties without armor hitting their swords together with face and accurate skill so that when the steel slid across the other, the loud cry that came across would leave both to press in hard together to try and shove the other woman back. Their thick and juicy breasts impacted, hitting together quickly to stand their ground only for both of these women to spring back to gain distance for their next attacks.

"Enough." Came a voice that belonged to neither.

All eyes turned immediately to the stone seat that even Evelyn had missed up until now. It's design blinding perfectly into the wall and floor of this courtyard, but left the woman sitting on it to show her amazing figure and amazing rack at full display from above. This woman barely wore anything other than spotted hides and long feathers to hide away any modesty that she might be willing to save, but then again prying eyes on a queen's body should only be done at the approval of the ruler herself.

"You are both very skilled in the art of combat, but keep in mind that fighting alone are not the only ways to wear down an opponent. Using your skill in sexual combat is every bit as important in dominating your opponent as overpowering them. The champion of our people must be able to display both styles of fighting."

Eve could hear every word of this, the voice of this queen bouncing easily off of the walls without struggle, but what she saw next forced her to gasp softly as the two fighters threw their weapons to the side. The clanking of steel hitting the ground left them skidding away from this duel only to be joined soon after by the removal of their hide thongs and tightly squeezed tops. When the outfits were pulled away there was a tugging on their large, well shaped, breasts but one after another each would drop in a shaking fit before settling down in their proper place on their fit chests. The thick and juicy busts showed themselves well, their nipples already perking against the warm air and soon those hot and creamy cunny slits were free as well. Without weapons to get in the way their hands both lifted in unison, their bodies colliding quickly so that their shaking breasts could bounce and bend around one another in an eager motion. The old duel had ended and the new one now began.

With fingers laced around fingers their palms pushed against one another, their strength showing that they were both perfectly matched while grunting voices rose up loudly into the arena around them. Eve's eyes were left wide by the display. She'd seen sexual encounters before, she'd even had her fair share of lesbian fun now and again, but what she saw here wasn't just pleasure and heated lust. What she saw here were two woman fighting over the domination of the other, trying to out please their opponent. Those nipples twisted and turned, rolling against the surface of their large round tits and leaving both to grunt openly as they tried to stifle away any moans and light calls of pleasure that might try and rise up through this struggle. It was outstanding to watch, and even she had to admit that it was pleasant to see. Her hand slowly finding itself sinking into her own pants while the grunts and voices of these women rose around her, following the motion of the queen herself as digits rolled across a slick and sultry cunny soaked with succulent fluids.

"Well done ladies, the winner of this match will be our new champion and general. So fight well." The queen taunted, wanting these two to fight long and hard to beat the other into a panting and well used submission. The prize was always on the table, but it was the queen's to grant and give leaving both of these beautiful women to need to prove their worthiness for the title that she was so willing to provide.

* * *

"You're not getting my title, Tina" One growled hotly to the other, her succulent lips curled up into a sneer as she pushed hard against this woman's body.

"It's not your title yet, Maria, and when I win it you'll never be champion." The other responded, their voices a murmur under the rolling grunts and groans that came with their hard nipples poking at the bronzed skin between them.

These women had similar height, similar strength, similar builds, but their thick and juicy busts as well as their well toned butts were about where their similarities end. Bronze skin wrapped their bodies, covering them in an amazing caramel tone that was all too common in this land, and while it shined well in the sun it was those pouty lips that were pulled back into a grimace that really gave their faces the distinction that they needed. Both had dark brown hair like the color of charred wood, but where one had hair reaching down to her lower back in thick flowing locks that occasionally passed over her shoulder the other kept her shoulder length tresses pulled up tight in a well packed pony tail. The shared gazes that they granted one another showed the real difference between the two as one manned the traditional dark brown glare while the other had a far more distinctive crystal blue that narrowed into a heated look of frustration.

What should have been a normal fight had evolved into a far more serious bout, neither wanted to go back to their tribe with the whispers of being the lesser woman, with people talking behind their back about how they lost in a sexual struggle with the new champion. This would be humiliation far more than either were willing to deal with, but yet here they were with their breasts crushed down against one another like water balloons under pressure. Even their recently combating nipples were unable to move under this tight squeeze which left them both knowing that they'd have to change this strategy and look for another angle to force that heated cream from the other's body. Their strong figures tensed hard against one another, their strength clearly a perfect match between them as they fought to overpower only to be caught in a lock that neither could get out of. When Tina stepped back, her pony tail shifted around her neck, allowing herself to lose a step of ground so that she could go from pushing at those hands to pulling on Maria's grip.

The blue eyed woman's long hair lifted to flap behind her like a flag as her footing was lost in an instant and she was made to stumble forward. By the time she caught her balance Tina was already gone, no longer in front of her or beside her. The hidden brown eyed lady of strength might have been gone, but she was far from missing and with those strong bronze hands reaching forward under Maria's arms the sudden gasp of surprise that filled this long haired woman rolled into a hot moan as Tina cupped those thick tits in her hand to squeeze and fold them in her grip like churning dough.

"AH! That's.. Ugh.. That's a sneaky move!" Maria protested, her body made to lean further back against that figure that had trapped her so easily.

"All's fair... Now hold still and let your new champion claim her title."

Maria gritted her teeth, her blue eyes closing slowly while she fought off the soft calls of her moaning breath. The shiver of her figure forced those hands to grip down harder against her body so that when Tina leaned backwards Maria quickly realized she was being lifted off of her feet entirely. Before the woman could even realize what was happening her body followed the motion of the figure she was held against before the ground finally met her once again at the backside of her head. This rough landing left the blue eyed beauty dazed and confused as she worked to lift herself back up to her feet once again. Maria had been released from those groping hands that had been attached to her large tits, but now that she looked around for the always illusive Tina she noticed quickly that the girl seemed to have once again vanished.

This pony-tail wearing warrior was talented at slipping away, at pulling herself from her opponent's line of sight, and while the dazed woman stumbled around the grounds looking for her this stealthy fighter slipped up behind her once again. Where last time she'd went for those lovely breasts, this time her hand snaked around the side of Maria's hips, aiming for a good cupping of that swollen and slick cunt. Maria had already fallen for this trap the first time, and so when that arm once again came around her body the blue eyed warrior would quickly dart her hand down to grip onto Tina's wrist so that with a twist of her figure she could pull this woman around the front of her. With Tina being bent over Maria's exposed leg her body tripped, her figure stumbling only until her knees came down in the grass under them. This brown eyed fighter cursed softly under her breath that her tactic had failed, but as she started to lift back up she soon found a pair of knees crushing down against the back of her own, locking her against the ground.

In a gasp Tina realized just what kind of hold she was in, struggling to try and push this woman off of her only to find a hand grabbing at the back of her head and fingers wrapping around her ponytail like a handle before forcing her face down into the dirt. Those large breasts squished into the grass leaving her lovely toned butt sticking straight up in the air to received a very well placed smack that echoed across the floors of the arena.

"What's the matter, Tina? Can't handle a fight with a real woman?" Maria taunted, loving having her opponent in such an embarrassing hold before giving he one more well placed slap against that healthy rear before finally going in for the kill shot.

Maria's fingers wasted little time sliding between those thighs, fishing between those hungry cunny lips, and delivering her middle finger straight into the depth of that very nicely underused pussy. The tightness of it alone forced Maria's own tight tunnel to quiver with jealousy as she pushed more and more of that finger up inside of her. Tina tried to push back, tried to stand up, tried to do anything, but found herself still trapped against the ground with her opponent's knees locking hers in place. That hand still gripped her ponytail, keeping her still while her body quivered and shook at the sensation of that quickly building speed penetrating deep within her. Tina couldn't hold back her heated grunts, her long moans, or her hot cries that flowed from her lips from time to time. She would never give up the fight, but if she didn't find some way of breaking out of this lock soon then she wouldn't need to when her body surrenders for her.

Tina couldn't stand up, not with those knees against the back of her own. She couldn't even sit up with that hand holding her face and tits against the dirt of the arena, but there was still two directions she could move. With that finger still flowing in and out of her body, peeling the dampness off of her walls on each raking motion, Tina finally made her desperate move with a lift of her elbow crashing back behind her to impact the side of that Maria's head. The hit alone jerked the blue eyed woman to the side, but gave Tina the leverage she needed to roll lean in that same direction in order to throw Maria off of her. That hot and leaking tunnel ached for more attention, her insides still quivering at the idea of being pleasured, but even now she didn't have a chance to let herself recover and instead turned towards her opponent who was also rising back to her feet.

With a panting breath the brown eyed fighter charged in, slamming her shoulder quickly and suddenly into the well toned abs of her fellow warrior which planted Maria right back down into the dirt she'd just picked herself up from. Instead that blue eyed bitch would find herself looking at the open sky above her while Tina hooked those strong legs under her own in order to fold this woman in half with her knees at her shoulders and her butt high in the air. As anyone could see Maria had quickly become Tina's personal chair, but when Tina lifted her hips only to slam them back down their joined pussies would impact with a hard and well placed clap against one another. Those swollen folds, those puffy lips, both of them would find themselves grinding and turning against the other with Maria simply pinned down against the ground and forced to suffer this pleasure. Every hit left both of them shaking, and while Tina enjoyed the sight of a helpless fighter under her, the fact that she knew Maria wasn't getting out of this anytime soon left her to enjoy herself even more.

Maria tried to push off with her legs, but the weight of that full body stopped her from even gaining any strength to start shoving this warrior off of her. Her grunts lifted, her moans flowed, and her voice called louder and louder with every well placed impact against her delicate cunt. Every now and then Tina would stave off of another slam in favor of a long and thorough grind, but that was just to make sure that her opponent didn't get use to her abusive tactic. Maria tried to hold off tried to fight back her urges, but even she couldn't stop the feeling of that building climax already knocking at the end of her door, wanting out, wanting to be released only to find itself being held back by nothing more than willpower. Even if this woman could keep herself contained, she would eventually boil over if she couldn't find a way to stop this pleasure from overtaking her.

"You.. ugh.. you'll never beat me.. Tina.." She grunted, putting on her strong face while her eyes continued to lose focus and her shattered breath gave away the truth.

Tina didn't even need to respond, she didn't need to say a single thing at all while her rolling hips continued to grind her swollen slit across the soft cushion of this rival's own slit. As much as Maria wanted to play tough, as much as she wanted to surprise what was happening to her, she couldn't move, she couldn't escape, she couldn't even think about wanting to escape while her pussy was being pleasured by this rival fighter. The only thing that she could see was the dominant and smirking grin of the woman over her, the sight of this bitch so willing to take her down that she'd pleasure herself cunt to cunt with this woman just to make it happen. The redness of blushed cheeks hit Maria's face, her mouth hanging open before her tongue followed suit to hang from the corner of her gasping maw just before her body released a series of hard jerks up against Tina's lovely pert butt. These jerks shook her entire body, catching her breath and threatening to never release it until finally her lungs emptied with the sound of her thunderous scream that filled the arena while her slit gushed a thick wave of heated fem-juices up against the underside of Tina's aching slit. More and more flowed free from her, but this rival wanted more and made sure to drain every single drop from those cunny depths before finally standing up and allowing Maria's body to unfold itself. With the defeated girl panting on the ground in search of recovery this clear winner approached her queen and took a knee to accept the title that she'd just earned.

* * *

The fight was amazing, the way that they moved, the skill that they developed to pleasure one another, and those holds were more than Evelyn had ever figured she'd see between two people. Sure Eve had gotten into her fair share of girl on girl lust fits back in college, but that was nothing compared to how these two had just torn into one another with the purpose of forcing a hard climax. The lust from the fight alone had driven her to pant along with the two fighters, her own slick loins yearning for her own special flavor of attention while she watched on in hopes of seeing more. When she released a gentle gasp the woman remembered that she should be recording this, that she should at least be describing things into her recorder. The fact that she'd found living examples of amazons still existing in this area was more than note worthy and with her hand still shaking from the excitement she'd quickly reach into her pocket. The feeling of it sliding along her thigh as she pulled it free from her tight pants left her biting her lip, the lust of the area having taken over her and left her needing to deal with herself the moment that she could.

"This is Evel-ah!" She'd gasp quickly when her hand knocked against the top rim of a vase.

This standing structure was thousands of years old and with her eyes focused entirely on the sight of the that swaying object her hands quickly jerked out to stop it. What she'd forgotten was that one hand was already holding something completely different and with the bump of her recorder against it the vase would be tossed from the her high perch leading to the startled movements of those below. Even the queen had stood from her throne to look on at Eve with a rage filled gaze before pointing to her and demanding that her champion fetch this intruder, an order that newly promoted amazon would rush to accomplish. A hand wrapped around a near-by spear and with a fast beat of her feet against the floor of of this temple that naked bronze body ran for the stairs that would lead up to that floor.

Evelyn knew that she should run away, but with the sound of Tina already racing up towards her this woman would never make it back the way she came in time to escape this temple, instead as she backed away her eyes quickly looked around for anything that she could use to defend herself with. All that remained on her perch were rocks and dust and even when she picked up a stone for any level of defense she could feel it cracking and crumbling in her grip. The loud gasp rolled from her throat when she turned her gaze back into the staring brown eyes, trying to not notice the razor sharp spear tip pointed at her throat. She had to think fast, she had to find a way out of this. it was only when she thought of something else that she came up with a way of buying herself time to come up with a real plan.

"Eu desafio o campeão para combater através de sexo!!" She shouted, loudly, openly, and hoping in every way that what she said would be taken at heart.

The spear stopped, the eyes narrowed and with an easy reach of her bronze hand Tina would grip down against the front of Evelyn's shirt to start dragging her back towards the stairs. Those large mounds that rested on Eve's chest were squeezed tightly together from the tension of her shirt, but that only forced an easy grunt from her while she was being guided down this flight and around to the throne. A single hard push would leave the white woman to look up at the queen, getting a good view of her for the very first time while her eyes widened at the amazing display seated before her. Large, round, perfectly shaped breasts hung under a display of feathers and spotted hide. Her face like that of a true goddess as those amazing lips and perfectly sculpted cheeks made Eve believe her for a second to be a painted statue rather than a real woman. Even those brown eyes that looked on at her with their irritated glare caught her own with a soft sparkle that made Evelyn want to melt in place. The strength of her body was there, but no more than a properly fit woman would possess and now as she leaned back in her throne that gaze narrowed just a tiny bit more.

"Where did you learn to speak like that?" She asked quickly, her fingers tapping against the arm of her seat to show just what little patience she really had for this intruder.

"I.. Uh.. Your highness, I've been studying amazons for close to a decade. I figured if you all spoke any language that it would be Portuguese." She explained almost sheepishly. Evelyn wasn't a cowardly person, but she was a bit shaken after having a spear pointed at the front of her neck. It was something that drove her to need to recover.

"And you know what you said?"

The question forced Eve to nod slowly, her eyes turning from the perfectly statue-es queen towards the champion who stood to her side with arms crossed, "I challenged your champion to a sexual fight like I just saw between her and the other woman."

Out of all the time she'd been here this was the first time she'd seen the queen crack her stone expression and force an easy smirk across her own lips. If that wasn't enough the soft tone of a rolling chuckle coming from both of them finally allowed Eve to breath once again. "You do know that you have to be an amazon to challenge the amazon champion right?"

"I... Ugh.."

The laughter grew just a touch louder before this queen shook her head slowly, "Alright then. I'll allow it. Tina, show her what a real woman can do to a pretty body like that."

When the sharp tip of the spear slammed into the ground it stood up tall to the side of that throne, the bronzed champion stepping around towards the challenger and looking over her body with an easy grin. Evelyn knew just from what she'd seen that they were waiting on her. The fight would start, but not before she exposed her body to the bright sun above her. The buttons on her top were unfastened one by one, slowly releasing the curve of those breasts little by little. At first only the basic view of cleavage could be seen, but that changed as more and more of those succulent round, white tits were shown. By the time the shoulders of that shirt were sliding down her arms towards the floor everyone here had already learned every single inch of her beautiful chest, the way that they danced, how her arms bumped their large size when crossing around in front of her, how they squeezed together only to fall naturally to her front. Every shifting motion had a movement result in her tits, and their gentle sway coupled with the slow breath of her body added to this nicely.

What came next was her pants, a pair of tan shorts that at one point may very well have been long pants but where now cut off at her thighs. These shorts hugged her pert butt nicely, not too big and round as her chest was, but still pronounced enough to show off to anyone that might be able to get her pants off. With her belt unfastened her shorts soon followed, slowly tracing down the length of her legs to expose that body in full view covered in nothing more than a pair of boots and a thong. Her shoes were easy to rid, but that thong was already soaked with the need that she'd felt watching the previous fight, the desire to play with her own cunny had washed her underwear in her heat and desire. They were wet, but wet and when she tossed them to the side the light slapping that they made against the ground proved this.

It was a surprise to anyone else here that she was every bit as fit as the amazon that stood in front of her, that toned body well hidden away by her top had left them thinking this would be an easy fight, but while she brushed her blonde hair from in front of her face it was more obvious now that she'd taken what she'd learned from studying amazon culture and applied it to her own training. The display alone was impressive, but both were here to fight.

* * *

Eve's eyes locked on this woman, her blonde hair falling over her shoulder while her own toned figure matched up well with the darker skinned woman that stood in front of her. While their steps brought them closer those thick, large, and milky jugs at the front of their chests were crushed between them, pillowing out to the side to make room for these two fighters. Their eyes met closely, their breath starting to flow from supple lips and with an eager view of the two fighters in front of her the queen would rest back more in her seat with a tongue crossing over her mouth from just how tasty it was seeing her champion paired up with an outsider.

"You didn't mention what kind of fight you wanted, Blondie." Tina said softly, her shoulders already rolling slowly to slide those stiff nipples against the tight nubs of her opponent.

It was a statement that caught Eve by surprised at first, but with her fast wit she'd reply with an easy answer on exactly how she wanted to handle this fight. "69 position."

It was a reply that lifted everyone's brow, the fact that she'd made such a bold statement so quickly forced Tina and the queen to consider just what had been proposed. These were trained warriors, perfected in the art of sexual combat, but they all had their own tactics and maneuvers that they preferred. Evelyn had watched that last fight, had seen the way that Tina moved and her style of fighting all too well. She knew that the woman liked to keep her feet light and move around to try and attack from behind, but if the challenge was to be held in a position like that then they would both end up on the ground right at the start. This alone made it impossible for her to use her tactics at all and left her with nothing more than her brunt force attacks that she'd need to use to overwhelm this woman. It was realizing this alone that she'd smirk softly, finding this white woman to be more clever than she originally thought that she might be.

In an easy nod Tina started to lower herself, coming onto the grass on her side with her strong thigh lifted just enough to show off that already glistening pussy while it shined in the sunlight. The look of it was like that of dew on a mountain top, but left her beckoning finger to scratch at the air in order to summon this challenger towards her. Evelyn didn't need any prompting, her body sliding across the ground as well until their breasts connected bottom to bottom, pressed to those well worked abs so that their arms could hook around those firm and well shaped rears. While their fingers pawed at the eager flesh their competition had already begun leaving Tina to be the first to twist her hips quickly. Eve didn't even have a chance to counter before she felt her shoulders crushed against the ground, her body flattened into the dirt while the hard spreading of those luscious and amazing milky white thighs would be peeled apart. Tina wasn't going to start with her tongue, not yet, but instead hooked an arm around the underside of that leg to lift it just enough off of the ground that it couldn't push off of the ground leaving those fingers to lightly play pinch against those cunny lips.

Tina was testing the water, her title depending on how well she did here and knowing better than to dive straight in to such an unknown opponent. What she could hear around the curve of her rear, though, was the soft cooing calls of a woman enjoying herself against her efforts, "Sounds like you're really getting into this," she commented quickly, hooking the back of Evelyn's head with her ankles to force that face up into her cunt, "but don't think that I'm going to let you get away with not pleasuring me a bit too, bitch."

"I'm no-mmrrphh!" Eve tried to protest before her face was forced up into that cunny, her voice cut off entirely while she panted and moaned.

She could smell the heated cunny of this already battled pussy wrapped around her nose, the scent driving her pussy damp and leaving those dancing digits to start pulling a slightly wet sound every time they flicked across her slit. Evelyn needed to get into this game, she needed to battle back if she wanted to win, and with her tongue running a long stroke across the length of that well flavored cunt the tip managed to brush quickly through the texture of her clit and forcing a lightning bolt of pleasure to quake through her body. The hit of it alone was enough to force this well used warrior to cry out, but when that one fee leg pushed against the ground the suddenly distracted fighter would find herself being rolled back the way she'd come.

Within a second Tina was on her back, her newly found rival was on top of her and those lips had managed to lock down on her clit leaving plenty of room for a nicely placed pair of fingers to venture their way into that depth. The heat that wrapped her finger made it easy for her to push in as deep as possible before pulling back until only the finger tips were still there. Her lips squeezed on that sensitive nub, enjoying the feeling of it just before she'd start to suckle longingly at it with her tongue occasionally flicking across the very tip. That didn't mean that Tina wasn't giving as good as she was getting, though, because while both sets of hips were twisting, turning, and shifting side to side in an attempt to escape the lusty pleasure that was being shared back and forth this amazon warrior would brush her thumb against that entrance. Sure Eve had two digits in her, but that thick thumb only existed along with the other and together they'd spread that pussy wide until she could see those walls within. This opening allowed Tina to breath deep, brushing her warm breath against those already soaked depths before her tongue could lick against them much deeper than Eve had ever felt before. The shock of the tongue would force her head back, her voice to call out, but even that didn't fight off the surge that was threatening to build up within her body.

Eve had to hold off, she had to maintain, she had to hold herself back and keep her fluids from flowing out so abruptly. If anything she knew that she needed to find another angle to get this woman to submit, needed to put her at a real disadvantage so that she couldn't fight back. As Evelyn's knees pressed to the grass her arms tightened around that bronzed body, to cling close to her own. This archaeologist had been working on her body for the longest time, she had been fighting to build her strength and be every bit as much an amazon as the real things so when she sat up her tightly held arms would pull this woman along with her and force Tina to be trapped in her grasp upside down. At first the amazon squirmed, wanting to break free, but as that tongue rolled along the sides of her clit on their way to her delicate folds her squirming subsided. The shifting motion of this dark woman had allowed herself to slip, but only enough so that her hands could claw at the grass under her while her face rubbed through the dirt. Evelyn never released those hips, and no amount of struggling would cause that to happen leaving Tina in no position at all to fight back while teeth lightly ran along her pussy lips and forced her to cry out deeply.

Evelyn didn't just lick and tongue that tunnel, she chewed at it, gently brushing the tips of her teeth against every single bit of flesh that she could and leaving each bite with a sensual suckling that lifted a loud slurping sound into the air around them. Tina tried to gasp, tried to breath at all, but only found her lungs shaking with the hot lust that filled her mind and body. Her strain to hold onto her liquid need pushing against her mind and leaving her wanting more and more to just give in as her legs hooked around the back of Eve's neck, but this archaeologist didn't need much more encouragement to drive her teasing much deeper into the depths of that tunnel. Eve didn't just lick within that body, she'd curve her tongue to scoop out the fluid that was trapped inside, digging away like a shovel until finally the fluid silver she was looking for bust out like a newly freed river of cream and cum that ran from the pussy only to dribble down the lengths of those abs and hips to flood around her face, giving her more than just dirt to squirm her head through.

"Better luck next time, cutie." She whispered confidently to her opponent before releasing that body finally and allowing her to crumble down into the dirt like a well used sack of potatoes while listening to the panting breath as her only response.

* * *

There was a slight breath of disappointment that rolled from the succulent lips of this queen while she rested in her seat. Her hips having changed positions a few times to accommodate for the show that was being put on, but as any royal authority she was perfectly capable of containing her heated lust so that it could be hidden away for later, but now she saw what kind of woman had won the title of Champion, what kind of woman had defeated that previous fighter only to lose in her single duty of taking on intruders that happen into their territory. It made the queen second guess her trust in this warrior, but while she leaned back in her seat she knew that this was a subject that she might want to discuss later in private, preferably in the confines of her tent with a light layer of hot and sultry punishment.

As Eve stood before her in her winner smile the queen knew that she'd have to deal with this woman soon enough, would have no choice but to grant her the freedom that anyone normal person would be requesting forwardly, "You can go if you so desire, but do know that you should never return to our grounds again. If you do the punishment will not be solved through a simple sex fight."

It was a warning, one that the queen was very serious about. The fact that the smile wrapped around Evelyn's face faded into nothingness told her highness that the message was perfectly received leaving Eve to quickly turn from her in order to head towards those stares so she could try and find her way back out of this place. That pale body moved easily out of the line of the sun, past the stone pillars, and then already halfway up the stairs before she'd stop in her tracks all together. This alone was something that forced this queen to roll her eyes, less than impressed by the blonde proving the rumors of her hair color to be more than true. Eve was already on her way back to them, already speed walking towards this arena once again before the queen spoke up to her once more.

"You forgot your clothes."

"No.. Well.. Yes.. But no, I forgot to challenge you to a fight of lust!" The demand of the challenge was clear, one that immediately rose the queen's brow.

This woman had snuck into her courtyard, had challenged and beaten her champion and now upon being granted the ability to leave she returns moments later with another challenge directed towards the queen herself. The time for simple amusements were over and with her hands gripping down on the arms of that throne her body would rise. The strong muscle build of her figure showing itself perfectly in the display of the bright sun overhead only for her to step down from her higher position in order to bring herself face to face with this intruder woman. That crown of feathers gripped in her hand, pulled from her raven black hair and then tossed back to rest on the seat of the throne while her brown eyes narrowed in place.

"You..." She said to this blonde woman, "You really wish to challenge me in a fighting style you only just witnessed today."

The stance of this ruling woman was something intimidating by itself, the idea that she could just order Eve to be dead and in a moment she would be crossed her mind continuously, but she maintained herself, figuring that there was no going back at this point, "I've studied your laws my entire professional life. I defeated your champion in front of you so you know that I have talent. I now have the right to challenge you directly and prove myself."

She was right and even this queen had to admit it. With a slow nod that scowl rolled into the showing of a slight smirk, "And what is it that you want if you win?"

Honestly she didn't think that the conversation would even get this far, but being asked this Eve would lean in closer, almost touching her breasts to the still clad clothing of this ruler, "WHEN I win, I want to be your new champion."

"Only the most dedicated and skilled fighters in my tribe have the chance at being the champion. You'll have to do more than just prove yourself worthy to wear a title like that."

"Oh I will. I'm going to show you things that you wish your body already knew."

The last comment left this queen laughing softly, but finally nodding in agreement to such a set of terms. "Very well, intruder. If you win then I will grant you a title as well as the honor of knowing my name."

Many would believe that a ruler would never be as fit as their subjects, many would believe that a queen would be slender and allow her forces to do the fighting for her. They would be so very wrong. When it came to this queen her body was every bit as solid as her mightiest warriors, her battle skill hardened right along side them as she trained her best fighters in their most impressive skills. This queen wasn't one of seats and thrones, but was one of battles and hunts and as she pulled her top from her body those bronze breasts fell from her covering one after the other, bouncing, swaying, and then settling into place to leave her doing the same with her skirt. The length of this garment running down her legs showed the display of her powerful thighs, her strong arms, her perfectly sculpted abs, and left her completely naked with those thick and juicy breasts perfectly ready to tempt and be used by any opponent brave enough to tread her authority. Eve wasn't simply dealing with any posh ruler, but was about to be handled by a warrior queen.

* * *

When Evelyn had first come here she hadn't expected to find anything more than just dusty old statues and a few priceless relics. What she hadn't expected to find at all was a living tribe of amazons, and she most certainly didn't expect to be fighting their beautiful queen. As she looked over this woman she could see that strong build, that powerful authority that kept all other guards in check, but more importantly she saw the amazing curve of a beautiful body that even now looked on at her with a less than impressed gaze looking over that pale and busty figure. The fact that she'd found them at all, the fact that she fought and won against that champion, told her that she needed to face the queen, that she needed to test herself fully in her personal training to see how close to the real discipline of the amazons that she'd managed to bring herself. Her pride was full, but still she was careful, cautious, wanting to impress the regal woman that had risen to face her. Eve wasn't dumb, she knew that the queen could have easily denied her the challenge from her start, and that told her that there must be some interest in her if she was so willing to easily accept this bold fight. Either that, or she must be wanting to set an example of this woman.

Eve's thoughts filled her mind, the ideas that captured her attention and so she missed when the queen right in front of her made a fast and sudden approach towards her. By the time she realized that anything had happened at all those hands were already wrapped tightly around her firm and well toned rear, their muscle fighting to fold between the digits that held it and soon pulled her pale body completely off of her feet to be hugged close to that strong regal figure. Evelyn's large breasts rested quickly on top of the queen's, their weight not bothering this ruler at all while she wrapped her lips to deliver a sudden and immediate suckle to the roundness of that already hard nipple. The feeling of it forcing Eve to gasp in place while her hands gripped onto the queen's shoulders as if she were trying to push back off of this woman. Without any ground under her feet, though, there was no escape no matter what kind of struggle she put forth. Ground wasn't a problem for very long. This queen was strong, she was powerful, and above all she didn't tolerate weakness or distractions in front of her. As punishment for Eve's loss of attention those hands slide from her pert butt and instead found their way to grip onto those strong textured legs. With these limbs tightly secured in her grip both would quickly fall towards the grass. Eve's eyes went from a pleasured gasp of nipple play to a wide gasp of fear and surprise while the weight of her body forced her to lean backwards so that the moment they'd both impact the ground Evelyn would do so with her back planting against the dirt. It was a landing the drove the breath from her very body, but one that left her stunned in place and looking back at the queen that had just planted her with that always less than impressed gaze that brought this regal woman to tower over this aching figure.

As the queen crawled along that figure her hand found a new target in a thick tuft of blonde hair, the quick and hard pull would lock this girl down against the ground so that their lips could connect, the deep kiss that flowed from one to the other balanced with the suckling of Eve's bottom lip while her body struggled to whimper her pleasure towards this woman on top of her. Those fingers that rubbed along her clit found their way with expert skill and precision, the tips lightly flicking and nipping at her little nub to force her hips to jerk and churn as if trying to get away. Any moan or cry that she tried to hide would only find its way down the throat of this regal warrior who hooked a leg around her own to keep this intruder in place while she played with her tight cunny all the more. Each slow rotation of her digits, every light flicking of her nails, each slight adjustment sent shock-waves up the length of Eve's spine to force those hips to squirm and try to escape. There was no running from this, no way to get out of it. She had to endure, but with that tunnel of hers already squeezing down and the feeling of a flood hitting the boundaries of her inner wall she knew that whatever she was going to do needed to happen fast.

"You were so brave and talented before. Don't tell me that you fought through my champion just to be dominated by her queen." This regal highness mocked, wanting to see her opponent really come at her, wanting to see her either break free and turn the tables or loose right here and now in the grass and dirt.

Eve could barely hold herself, her thighs trying to close but only finding them wrapping around that rubbing hand. If she didn't break away then she was going to cum and all of her effort would be ruined. Her hand pushed to the queen's shoulder, shoving her, getting just enough space to get that free leg up between them so that a single kick would drive this woman off of her. Their lips separated, their bodies parted, and Evelyn would scramble to her feet while her panting breath washed over the lips of her open mouth. Her body continued to shiver while she looked at this queen already standing up to meet her. Her lusty need and desire begging her to allow herself to come, while her mind took charge to stop her from giving in to those base desires. Evelyn needed to get on the defensive, she needed to wear down this woman and so the archaeologist would step in quickly with her hand darting or that tight, slick, and damp looking bronzed pussy. Inches from it she felt fingers wrap around her wrist, another hand holding her elbow and her reach for that slit was over before it started leaving her to gasp up to the face that looked on with a disappointing glare.

"You couldn't possibly believe that you were going to lay a finger on me with such a straight forward and brutish attack. Down in the dirt with you again."

Her twisting bronze body brought Eve to lean to the side, her figure following that lean more and more until her feet came out from under her leaving her tumbling across the ground to skip and twist until she opened her eyes to look up at the sky above her. A black shape of a woman shadowed over her, blocking the light of the sun from her eyes only to step on her large and beautiful breasts to hold her in place. Eve couldn't see expressions, but somehow knew that this ruler was growing bored with her by how she twisted her foot over those breasts to bare down against them, grinding them into her chest and leaving her crying out from the punishment. With a single motion the queen would bring her knee down, not landing hard, or being cruel at all to this downed girl, but just pressing the front of her shin from even's shoulder down to her abs to keep the archaeologist pinned down in place while the queen rested her well sized tits against those strong white hips to give herself access to the already very juicy slit that rested between those lovely pale legs.

Her tongue passed deep into Eve's tight squeezing cunny, that mouth muscle spreading and pushing against the resistances that had been developed so that she could lick those inner walls without hesitation. Eve could see the queen's shining cunt, could even feel the heat coming off of it, but this wasn't just an open invitation and that knee holding her down kept her from simply lifting her head up to give this ruler a sample of the same treatment that was being given to her. Instead her shaking breath was the only thing that she could give from her mouth that reached this exposed tunnel until her hands rose up to take hold of that lovely butt, feeling the curve of it, squeezing it, playing against it and with a light panting need she'd shove the queen downward along her body. The surprised expression on this ruler's face showed itself as she looked back behind her only to see a pair of legs lift up to wrap around her lower chest so that those feet could press on her shoulder blades and force this queen's face straight down into the dirt. The hold alone was a dangerous position for this woman, but what made it worst was when Eve's fingers adjusted from that hot rear in order to pull those cheeks apart in order to make way for a dual joining of two fingers that quickly pushed into her tight and fresh walls.

The queen fought to push up, tried to lift herself, but those strong white legs kept her down. Both fingers managed to drive in fast, pulling at the walls, pushing deep with her, and then spreading nicely to shove that tightness away. One would curl the other would wag, one would pull and the other push, but when both twisted her knuckles found a home against the roof of that slit, dragging against it constantly from tip to knuckle and back again in a hard rhythm that left this queen groaning like one of her lesser warriors still in training. Fingers gripped at the grass, her body trying to hang on, her pussy lingering on the edge of release while she contained herself in absolute defiance of this dominating position. She knew that she was in trouble, but her mind kept clouding over time and time again to keep her from figuring out any way out of this very solid hold. Her teeth ground and with her cream right at the edge of release this queen finally howled with a needing cry of lust to feel the thick wave of her juicy fem-seed to gush out of her pussy in order to coat those fingers as well as Eve's chest and abs in a band new dressing of paint. Her gasping breath working to regain itself, trying to recover, but when those fingers pulled free, when those hands spanked hard against her butt again and then quickly shoved her off of that pale body, the queen knew that this challenge was over leaving Eve to stand tall with her victory over this ruler who continued to drool into the grass from her devastating orgasm.

"Looks like you owe me a name, but for now let's just savor this win." Eve said with a light smirk over her lips, pleased with herself before taking a tight grip of dark hair into her hand and walking her way towards that throne. She had plans for this woman, she wanted to be seen with the queen in a submissive form, she wanted to leave whispers about what she could do to the ruler of these amazons so that they could spread her legend around, and that meant using this woman for her own desires. Evelyn wasn't mean, and certainly wouldn't abuse the queen, but she was going to make sure that her talents would never be forgotten in this tribe.

* * *

Still panting the queen found herself following the pull of the archaeologist who had a tight grip on her dark hair, the feeling of it jerking her to follow, but keeping her low enough that the only way she could walk with Evelyn was to follow behind on her hands and knees like a defeated dog. Her cheeks blushed, her hands gripping at the dirt, but she had lost her fight and knew that in doing so she was open to being used by the winner if she just so happened to wish it. When those eyes witnessed that pert, strong, pale rear come down to rest in her seat, positioning itself at her throne the queen's regal eyes widened, her shock and rage showing quickly from the disrespectful move of this intruder that had claimed a seat at a throne that predated much of the tribe itself. When her mouth opened to protest she felt a pull on her head which jerked her face forward, that dancing tongue that would have been forming words instead collided with the front of that drenched pussy, tasting it and rubbing across it. The heat from that mound showed that Eve was in desperate need to release and she needed the queen to help her with that. According to the amazon law it was the duty of the loser to finish off the winner if this winner felt she was worthy, and after two close fights back to back Evelyn couldn't deny her needs anymore.

The queen could feel the soft heat washing past her cheeks, her tongue tasting on the desire that rested before her, and even though she was pleasuring a woman in her thrown while she was on her knees, the ruler was graceful enough to oblige her. This regal tongue rolled across the surface of those lips, kissing them deeply while she moaned gently against the surface of Evelyn's luscious cunny. The flavor alone was that of a mighty warrior, feeling those fluids passing over her tongue the deeper she managed to lick. At first she was just passing her mouth muscle over the surface, but soon the tip of it found its way between those lips, pushing past the folds with a generous texture that left Evelyn gasping in this seat. Even the archaeologist couldn't stop herself from biting her bottom lip, her chest lifting and falling quickly, those large breasts bobbing in place to try and keep up with her shifting figure.

Already the talented tongue of the downed queen had managed to bring her closer to her finish than either of the fights combined, her eyes fluttering shut while her head leaned back only for her hand to get tighter around that hair to keep this amazing lover in place. Her muscles tensed, her body tilted back, her breasted arched forward, but she wasn't cumming, not yet. The smirk of this queen showed itself easily between those milky thighs, her tongue slowing down just enough so that when she pulled it back those hips would pull back with it only to slide forward again as it was pushed back into her depths. This queen didn't just have talent in her regal seat, she didn't just have skills in the fields of battle. This queen also had talents in the bedroom and was known for her skills of leaving her partner's body locked right at the peak of an orgasm where the cream was about to flow, but the body had already stiffened to a point of immobility.

"The queen knows how to pleasure like nobody else, intruder." Tina said, smirking gently at the sight of this woman left in this trapped state, "You won't be able to cum until she lets you and you won't be able to move until you've cum."

The light giggle that was shared between Tina and the onlooking Maria passed easily into Eve's ears, their bodies slowly stepping forward to get a better view of what was happening as they moved to either side of this throne. Their fingers both finding a single large tit to grip and rub, that rock hard nipple drawing across their palms before those fingers sunk into the surface of the soft breast. Eager smiles wrapped this pale woman, the trio of bronze women honoring her with their attention to her beautiful breasts. Even if Evelyn wanted to stop them, wanted to halt their talented fingers flicking and rubbing across the surface of her round tits, she couldn't thanks to her locked up body.

"I.. I.. Ugh.. I don't even..n.n..n..know your name." Eve struggled to stay, her voice high pitched as if struggling not to scream at the top of her lungs.

Both of these warriors knew that if their queen were to answer this question she'd have to release this intruder from this point of bliss, release her by either forcing her into that amazingly well bordered climax or allow her muscles to calm down by stopping her treatment all together. Instead that tongue was continued to rake and rub against those inner walls, the tip of it grinding and twisting at will inside of her so that she couldn't get used to the pleasure for even a second long enough to recover.

"Her name is Angelica." The champion said, whispering it into Eve's ear with a light kiss at the tip of her ear lobe.

"A... A... Angelica.. Angelica.. ANGELICA!!!" It was name that Evelyn wouldn't be forgetting for the rest of her life as she felt the final push deep inside of her, that tongue spreading in all directions at once and opening the floodgates for the hot course of white river that was to follow.

Eve panted, her body quaking and quivering, her mind clouding instantly, and her breath shattered in the lust and need that was filled through her body. If there was a drop left inside of her then it was somewhere that nobody could ever find as every single bit of her cum was left staining the seat and front side of this chair in order to drench the grass below her. Evelyn couldn't breath through her panting, couldn't move her think as her mind retreated into the back of her head. Those eyes fluttered, her body growing limp, and despite the brightness of the sun overhead her entire vision turned dark.

* * *

With a soft grunt those eyes would fade open, their gentle gaze fuzzy and out of focus as they slowly came into view. What she had expected to see was the sight of a woman or two standing over her, maybe to have been located in a tent or having been left on that throne, but as she looked around the only thing that Evelyn was able to see was the darkness of the tunnel around her. There were no doors, no hallways, just herself resting on top of what looked like the collapsed floor reminding her entirely of the when the stone slabs collapsed before. She worked at sitting up, her body tense and sore from the fall and leaving her feeling sluggish and tired while the confusion of everything came over her.

"A...Angelica?" She called out softly, "Tina?"

There was no answer, nobody to reply to her gentle tones which left her to the very unfortunate realization of what must have happened here. While working on sitting up more she'd release a long gasp of pain, her hand immediately jerking to the back of her head and right there she felt a hard knot that much have been caused by the fall itself. Did this mean that her entire double fight was just a dream, that she'd knocked herself out and imagined the people that she'd met here and bested in a hard struggle of combat? The evidence would point to it being true, but she didn't want to believe such a thing, didn't want to think that those hard struggles and long orgasm had only been made up by her head while she laid there knocked out, but when her hand moved across her body she could feel the clothes still on her just like they should be. She could feel the recorder in her pocket, but when she pulled it free her eyes turned even more disappointed by the state that it seemed to be in from how she must have landed on it. The recorder was completely busted, destroyed beyond use leaving her to sigh as she picked herself back up to her feet.

As much as Evelyn wanted her latest adventure to be true, she certainly couldn't stay in this hole and instead started to pull against the sides of the rock tunnel to begin pulling herself out. When she reached the floor this archaeologist would begin her way towards the entrance once again, set to leave this place and record the findings that she did have proof of thanks to pictures she'd taken. If nothing else it was nice to have her trip provide something even if her favorite parts were simply dreamed up. The more she thought about it the more disappointing it became, but she was a scientist and disappointment was often part of the job. It didn't even take her long to chuckle at the very idea that some long lost tribe of amazons could still exist with so much of the planet already explored and recorded. The fantasy alone would stay with her, the memory of what she'd dreamt with the two beautiful women fighting her, their sexual desires pitted against her own with herself able to fulfill them into an indisputable victory. The thoughts of it forcing her to bite her bottom lip in lustful need, but tending to herself was for other times and other places. For now she needed to get back to town and work on her discoveries, but secretly she'd look back over her shoulder from time to time in hopes that this big empty and abandoned temple held some familiar secret trying to catch a glimpse of her while she left.

"Is it really wise for Queen Angelica to just let her go?" Rolled a soft whisper into the ear of the bronzed champion tasked with keeping an eye on her.

"It's the queen's wishes and what she wants she gets."

The slow nod came in easily enough but drew a different question, "Honoring the queen is great, but should we be letting the tribe regent just walk away? She's second only to the queen herself in authority."

"If we need her then we'll find her again, but Eve is part of a different world and she should live in that world. For now we let her live her life, and if we eve need her for anything we can just snatch her up again."

The answer was clear and decision was final, but while the two watched Eve leave even Tina felt the sting of yearning fill her heart for this woman that had managed to best her in combat so thoroughly. In a way she wanted another shot at her, but in the other she was starting to enjoy the idea of skipping the fight all together and looking for a way into Eve's bed. For now, though, the blonde woman was to be left alone, kept in the dark, but a time would come when she'd be introduced into this tribe once more and when that happened the brave people of the land will have already learned of her through legends, tales, and rumors. When she came back, there wouldn't be a single woman in that tribe that didn't know her name.