User blog:Ore-samma/My Amazoness (the hunt)

Hello Fans, Ore-Samma here!

This one is a fan request from this forum = https://monstergirlencyclopedia.fandom.com/f/p/4400000000000068446/r/4400000000000453935

A little tricky given the specifics of the request, but I pulled it off!

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I hope you like it!

Ever your Servant-

Ore-Samma

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“Okay, and that’s the broken bone patient….just finished up on the appendix removal...and...wow, that’s it! I finished up!” I said with a feeling of relief.

I looked at the tribe Elder who was being told what I just said via translator.

The Elder nodded, smiled and said something and I waited while keeping my eyes on the Elder.

“The Elder say that the entire tribe is grateful that you would come and help those in need and those who are sick. He asks where you are going now?”

I nodded and still kept my eyes to the Elder the entire time.

“There is another village that requested my aid. They are about a three days journey to the south. I am going to head off in my watercraft first light tomorrow.

As the translator started to speak the Eldar’s face grew concerned, and spoke a quick sentence that had the tone of a worried warning.

“The Elder say, be careful as you journey. Many stories of hunting parties disappearing the further south one travels.”

I nodded. “I will.”

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The morning came and was bright and cheerful and my watercraft was making good time, purring along with its whisper-quiet engine.

I took pictures of the local wildlife and even caught a river fish that I cooked up and ate as I journeyed downstream.

The entire day was uneventful and as the night fell, I barely gave the Elder’s warning a serious thought.

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I heard a strange voice in a stranger language and felt someone roughly nudge my leg.

I opened my eyes and saw a beautiful woman looking down at me, holding a spear at my chest.

“Oh, hello! No need for that- I’m no danger to anyone.”

The woman slightly recoiled at my voice and spoke another incomprehensible dialogue.

“Sorry, I don’t understand you.” I said, shaking my head. I got a good look at her now. She wore a strange headdress that gave the appearance of one horn on the left side of her head. A wing on her left side flapped with irritation and her tail whipped about.

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The woman nudged my leg again with her foot and shouted.

After a few more blank stares she kneeled over and grabbed my shirt and forced me to stand, making me realize that my watercraft was now by the river shore.

She shouted a single word and pointed deeper into the jungle.

I sighed, grabbed my pack, activated the homing beacon to the watercraft and started down a path she pointed out.

As we walked, I wondered if this was it? Was I going to die? I remembered the warning the Elder gave and wished I was anywhere but here.

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It wasn’t long before we entered a village, The women all appeared to be warriors here, and there were almost as many men. They looked at me. Some looked native to the area and others-

“Hey! Hey! Do you speak English?” One of them shouted to me.

“Yeah! What’s going on?” I replied back.

He walked up and said something to the woman who forced me here and turned to me. “Sorry for ya, guy. But- you’ve just been taken as a husband to this fledgling amazon warrior. What’s your name?”

“Conner. You?”

“Arden. Say, you don’t have a problem with performing in public, do you?”

“What- what do you mean?” I said looking about as the women of the village started to whoop and cheer, gathering food and setting up tables and chairs next to an ominous wooden platform.

The man sighed and brought me in close for a ‘bruh’ hug. “Bruh….you’re about to find out. Truth be told, if you’re warned- you’ll be too scared in the wrong direction to perform. But the shock helps….try your best to put on a good show.” He started to walk away.

“Hey! Hey, wait! Where are you going?” I cried out, noticing most of the men started to slink off the more excited the women got….some of them even starting to slip out of their scant garments...all of them either looking at me, or the woman who brought me here.

“It ain’t right to stand and gawk at a newcomer’s first time.” He called out. “We’ll talk later.”

“First time for what?” I cried out as I was pushed onto the platform. “Arden! First time for what?!?!”

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The entire crowd grew silent as two other women stood next to me with the first woman standing in front.

In the span of four seconds they tore my shirt from my body, tied vines to my wrists and had me flat on my back.

The woman who brought me here screamed holding her spear above her head. She repositioned the spear with the blade pointing down. I exhaled….this was it….I was going to die.

She lunged forward

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“Wha-” I looked at the spear which was embedded in the wood next to my head.

All of a sudden my pants were torn off with my undergarments, my wrists were bound to the wooden platform and she lowered herself on my flesh that was rock solid due to my terror and arousal.

Okay….maybe I am not gonna die….as least not right now…

She moved her hips, grunting, moaning, bucking and grinding onto me with a savageness more befitting a wild animal than a woman. I noticed all the other women gathered around smiling and cheering. Some turned to their men- pushing them down and ravaging them in much the same way. Some of the women turned to each other. Some just squealed in delight as they watched.

I’ve often heard exhibitionists claim that the sex is so much better when people were watching. But I’ve always dismissed the notion with a disgusted scoff.

And now…..with the entire group starting to synchronize their hip motions, screaming out the same word at the same time….I was proven wrong in the worst kind of way.

As the climax drew near, seeming to respond to the rising intensity of the chant, I brought my knees forward tipping the woman off balance just as everyone cried out in their climax, including mine….to bring her forward and adjusted my face so that our lips met and tongued danced around in each other’s mouth.

She trembled and shook and the gathered women erupted into squeals of delight and ecstasy of their own climax.

She collapsed on top of me, her face next to mine, her panting breaths fluttering across my ear.

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She rose up, her eyes full of a mischievous light and she said something to the others and my wrists were released. She started to thrust her hips again. I started to raise up, and her eyes lit up in delight as she pushed me down. I laid there for a moment,and noticed her eyes were full of expectation and her hips slowed. I tried to raise up again, and again she pushed me down and said something that had the tone of a challenge.

Ah…. I get it.

I rose, this time grabbing her hand, then the other. With my well-developed stomach muscles I rose up to her and bit gently on her neck, causing her to clamp down on my flesh and squeal in ecstasy again.

She reared back, holding herself up on her arms now, as I was.

She started to strain, forcing her hips up...forcing me to bring my hips up as well with us both now being in some sort of modified reverse plank pose.

The crowd was now screaming in an almost deafening cacophony. I felt our climax wash over me again as she clamped down, harder than before. Even when it was over, we held the position that required enormous strength to keep...neither one of wanting to give up.

She started gasping and making vocalizations of desperation. I noticed a plea- a desperate plea in her eyes and face and let go, collapsing first with her immediately afterwards.

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The crowd roared again in approval and another wave of passion swept through the village as I was grabbed again and deposited into a small hut.

She entered in soon after and brought me to the bed and snuggled into my arms, positioned my flesh to be inside her again and relaxed.

Her breathing soon indicated that she was asleep, and I stared at the ceiling wondering what the heck just happened.

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Over the next couple of days, I learned more about what happened that night, and of my current situation.

Apparently, the village I set out to help was this specific Amazoness village. And due to me being captured I was now the husband of Yullel. Although I was considered a member of their tribe, I was forbidden to leave. And my explanations of my deepest desire to help those in need fell on indifferent ears.

“Besides.” Yullel said, “You would just run away, or lead others here and we would lose our home.”

I sighed, thankful of the new understanding of Yellel’s language I obtained by some strange ritual they performed on me the next morning of my arrival.

“And of course- as you claimed before, that men in the past have lied...not a lot but enough to make it not worth it.”

“Yes! See?” Yullel said with a grin. “Besides, there are plenty of people to help here, yes?”

I shook my head. “This….this isn’t right.” I muttered, already forming a plan to get the heck out of here….yet torn with the idea of leaving Yullel who honestly seemed to adore me, gushing with her affections and love.

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Later that night, as the village slept, I headed off to the beacon of my water craft. I set up a few no-harm traps behind me as I did to slow them down and quickly made my way down the river. It wasn’t long before I came to a waterfall that I wouldn't be able to go down and rested my watercraft on the shore and headed towards another village that had put in a request for aid.

“I am a doctor! First and foremost!” I said, already deciding to return to the village when I attended to those in need.

As ventured into the jungle, I would stop everyso often; making more no-harm traps to slow them down. I had gotten to know the mindset of the women there. They would not accept the notion of a runaway husband and would stop at nothing to bring me back into the fold.

I finally arrived at the village and immediately set to work, already knowing my time there was short.

Thankfully, there were only a few people who really needed my help, and as I started to make my way back, I could sense their presences in the furthest reaches of my perception.

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I took a deep breath and began to run, setting tripwires and branch snap-backs.

The entire ordeal was a three day game of cat-and-mouse. Sometimes they got so close to me that I could hear them shouting and hollering at me and each other. Sometimes I was so far ahead that I was able to nap on occasion. But always I had to stay alert. Stay focused.

One the fourth morning I woke up and saw they had at last caught up to me. I was in the canopy, watching them look around...trying to see for signs of my passing.

I prepared the extra-large net I made over the night and with the right timing, dropped it on them and slid down the tree and made a run for it….finding a certain enjoyment of it all. I was certain there would be hell to pay, but I could almost swear that they were enjoying it too.

I ran as they cried out and cut themselves free from the net and took after me. I saw a stone ridge, jumped and began to climb.

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I made it, my muscles in my chest and arms thankful for the exercise and I was just about to continue my way when I heard a shout of alarm and looked over.

One of them was hanging on for dear life to a rock outcropping that had just gave way.

I slung my rope over the edge and she grabbed onto it, and I pulled her up to the top, and tied the rope on a tree so the others could follow.

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Fun was fun, but I didn’t want anyone to get hurt. I was a doctor, first and foremost.

They all climbed up and stood around me, panting; my wife included.

The young amazoness that almost fell to the rocks rushed into her mothers arms and wept.

“Why did you run?” Yullel said, her eyes a little watery, making me feel bad.

“Yullel, I help people I am a doctor.” I said. “You may be a warrior and a hunter. You fight and hunt and are strong! I help people! I fix them when they are broken, make them better when they are sick, and make them strong when they are weak!” I panted, still from my seated position. “I can’t help myself! I want to help everyone!”

I noticed how all the women seemed to be still out of breath even long after I caught my own wind. “You know, you ladies could do with more exercise!” I said. “Your tactics of hunting rely on ambush. You should run and chase your prey sometimes!”

A sudden realization swept through the group and they all looked at each other, then back at me with a mischievous, almost evil smile.

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“I think they’re up in the clearing. What do you think, Conner?” Arden said looking ahead.

It was a strange few months since I was recaptured and brought back to the tribe. A whole new tradition started…..husband-release-and-catch hunting.

The fact that I kept the elite hunting party of the tribe on their toes for the better part of a week, excited the women to no end.

The thought of releasing, chasing, and recapturing their husband to keep everyone in tip top shape was well received and it served to bring a new wellspring of health and vigor to us all.

But even moreso- it allowed me to keep working as a doctor. I would visit remote villages in the jungle, but let the tribe know. They would give me a day or two head start with a dozen or so husbands and give chase, hunting us down to keep their skills and instincts refined.

I shook my head. “Arden, we’re surrounded. They outsmarted us at last.” I groaned just as a net fell on the both of us. Ah well, at least we lasted two days longer this time.

“Your husband and mine are strong, fast and smart!” Yullel said, beaming with pride with Loreli, Arden’s wife.

“Dang!” Arden groaned. “And we almost reached the village too. We’ll make it before they catch us next time, mate!”

I watched Arden and Loreli stride of back to the village and looked at Yullel. “You’re not going too? I’ll only be a few days.”

Yuellel wrapped her arm around my midsection and smiled. “My place is with you.”

I nodded and brought my arm around her shoulder just as we reached the fringes of the village I was to administer care to. “As is mine, my love.”