email
Published: 21-Apr-2011
Word Count:
Author's Profile
Xena was washing down a pheasant leg with a rather bland local wine when her prisoner revived.
She was amused by it's frantic dancing and jerking as it tried first to get free. And then attempted to remain very still to avoid bouncing the tree limb too much, as it dropped her bare feet into the boiling water. Xena knew shoving its soiled underwear into its mouth would avoid hearing it run through the vocabulary of gutter language it probably used.
Xena picked up a three foot long especially pointed branch stick in the fire and advanced on her prize.
"Will it be a pheasant leg in the mouth or a hot sharp stick up the ass?' She inquired of the disheveled female in front of her. "Nod up and down for food, shake your head sideways for the sharp stick" She informed her amusement.
When the head nodded up and down, Xena reached out and removed the gag. But before the creature could get a word out shoved the entire leg in and wrapped the underwear around the head as a gag. She dug her left had into the odorous creature's nearest hip and probed its sex with her large right thumb.
"Damb, and I was so looking forward to impaling you on a newly sharpened sapling as a virgin sacrifice to Aphrodite" She told the tear streaked female face.
After packing up the remainder of the food for tomorrow's meal, the Warrior Princess withdrew two more leather thongs from a saddlebag and walked back to her captive. She reached out and grabbed first one then the other wildly flaying ankles and tied them tightly together. She then bent the limb backwards away from the boiling pool and first cut one then the other thumb loose. But any freedom was only theoretical as she swiftly bound the wrists together behind its back.
Carrying the newly acquired female out into the temperate middle of the water, Xena proceeded to strip its rags off and attempt to wash years of accumulated dirt and filth from her property with lye soap. When the female attempted to struggle or bite Xena simple held her head under water until she either passed out or agreed to the bathing by going limp.
The large female dragged the smaller wet one by it's long blond hair back to camp and proceeded to tie it spread eagle upside down between two saplings drawn in for that purpose. She then mixed a foul smelling brew in a thick glass jar and using a small leather bellows forced it into the vaginal orifice of the widely outstretched female. Xena then sat back and watched the frantic gyrations of her new pet's body as green steam slowly rose from between her legs.
"That is the potion Aries had the Harpies create to sterilize me when I was his sex slave" She told the screaming young female. You are about an early teen. I was only nine when he first took me to train as his Warrior Princes and sex toy. For ten long years he trained me with the whip and the rack to be his ultimate killer and Warlord on Earth. He never knew I hated all those years of his rape and torture so much it turned me into a sadistic lesbian.
But I am still the most formidable killer and Warlord around. "Potion must be done as the smoke has stopped rising" Xena informed the unconscious female before her. She cut her down and then dragging her to the nearest edge of the pool threw her in. A few seconds later the sputtering female surfaced and attempted to flounder away from Xena, but the Warrior Princess simply waded into the pool and again dragged her out by the hair.
This time hog tying her on a thin horse blanket, a leather noose around her neck to a stake driven into the ground near the fire.
"Good night my new sex slave" She told the terrified girl.
The reviewing period for this story has ended. |