Myths and Legends - Amazons Ch. 05

Chapter 5

Village of the Amazons

Island of Theros in the Center of the Bermuda Triangle

A week went by of constant work from sunup to sundown. By the end of the seventh day, they had three quarters of the wall done. The Grak'gull had only attacked the once on that first day.

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Thinking Jake was by himself as he assembled the net near the water, the monster had burst from the tree line. By that time, however, they had a sizable stockpile of fish piled up just beside the trees and the T-Rex-sized creature stopped dead in her tracks as she smelled the meal they had set aside for her.

She paused, a mere twenty feet away from Jake, as he froze in place with one hand open-palmed behind him to stop the women in the water from rushing the lone dino. Jake was poised to shoulder his fifty cal and fire should the dinosaur decide that he would make a better meal than the fish. He could practically hear Sestia's corded muscles vibrating with the desire to attack. The monster eyed Jake then the fish; back to Jake and back to the fish.

"That's it, girl," Jake whispered, nodding, encouraging the monster to eat the fish. "It's all for you."

The Grak'gull looked at Jake once more and as he nodded, she bent and scooped up the fish in her maw. Chewing noisily, she devoured her meal. With one last look at Jake she turned and disappeared in the trees.

Jake blew out a nervous whoop of relief as the last of the monster's tail slithered out of view. "Fuck! She's too fucking quiet to be so damn big!!"

"It would seem your plan worked, my king," Tatiana said, grinning as she splashed through the water to give him a hug.

Jake turned to see Sestia red-faced and angry, her grip on her spear so tight he could hear the wood creak from the fifty feet that separated them.

"You okay, Ses?" Jake asked.

"Yes, my king," she said through gritted teeth. "Though I could have ended it here and now."

"Maybe so, babe, but at what cost?"

She looked at him with one quirked eyebrow.

"No matter how fast you are she would have gotten me and been gone long before you hit the shore in pursuit," Jake said.

Sestia sighed in defeat. "You are right, my king."

"I take no joy in it, love. All I ask is a bit more patience. We'll get her."

Sestia nodded and went back to fishing. With the amount of fish in the water it was almost as easy as shooting fish in a barrel. Every couple of minutes or so each of the three women pulled up a fish as big around as Jake's thigh and about as long.

Jake resumed his work on the net, looping the paracord in knots while keeping a wary eye on the adjacent tree line as he thought about the dinosaur. Something in the back of his mind kept telling him that killing the creature was wrong. He wouldn't deny the women their revenge but doubt niggled in his brain.

By lunch, the net was completed and they began hauling in entire nets full of fish. They kept a few for themselves but the remainder went to the pile for the monster.

Satisfied the pile was adequate to keep the monster fed for a few days, they headed back to the fire pit to reignite the coals and cook their fish for lunch. After lunch, they had begun clearing the area to be used for the wall. With the strength of the women it took only a few hours to tear down and clear the unused huts surrounding their own.

While the women removed the bulk of the wood from the destroyed huts, Jake had begun removing the smaller debris that littered the ground. He wasn't going to let them do all the work, after all. It wasn't in him to sit back and watch other people work. By nightfall they had the area cleared and would be able to start digging the trenches the next day.

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Jake packed the last of the mud between the two logs in the ground. The sun was low on the horizon as he made his way back to the fire pit after making sure the women secured the last log in place with another against it. His arms were so tired he could barely move them. The women talked idly ahead of him as they walked. They didn't seem to be tired in the least despite working the day away and he envied their strength and stamina. Each woman was capable of lifting a fifteen foot log as big around as their waist and positioning it in place in the trench by themselves with little effort.

The week had done a number on Jake. He couldn't remember the last time he'd worked so hard. The women took turns with the work. One would place a log and hold it while the other two mixed the mud that Jake used to pack the logs in place.

Jake practically flopped on the log around the fire, his shoulders slumped with exhaustion, his eyes drooping. A bottle was gently pressed against his lips.

"Here, my king," Sestia said. "Drink."

"Mmm," Jake said, as he took a long pull of water from the canteen.

"I will take your watch tonight, my king," Tatiana said. "You need rest."

Jake's eyes popped open. "The hell you will. I may not have the strength or stamina you have, but I'll be damned if I'm not going to pull my fair share of the weight."

"But you are tired, my king," she protested.

"Yeah, and you need rest as well. Neither of us are going to be any good if we fall out from lack of sleep. No. I'll take my scheduled shift with Lenore tonight."

He held up a hand when she started to protest further.

"Another couple of days, at the earliest, and the wall will be finished. After that I may let you coddle me a little bit." He winked at her.

The three amazons looked at each other with confusion. "What is co-duel?" Sestia asked.

"Cod-dle," Jake said, enunciating the word for them. "It means to take care of some one in an overprotective way."

"It is not over protection when you are so much more weak than we, my king," Lenore said.

"Thanks for the emasculation," Jake grumbled.

"What is-" Tatiana started to ask.

"Never mind," Jake said, unable to keep the slight annoyance out of his tone. "It's not important. The important thing is that I need to do my part. You girls may be stronger, faster, and can go much longer than I can before needing rest, but that doesn't mean I get a free pass when it comes to dereliction of duty."

"What is-"

Jake held up a hand to stop Lenore's question. "Suffice it to say that despite you girls being, for lack of a better term, wonder women; I'll tell you about that later," he said as Tatiana was about to interrupt him, "I still need to do my part. There's not much I can do that you can't. What I can do, though, I will."

They sat silently for a moment before Tatiana spoke up. "My king. We did not mean to offend."

Jake sighed as he slid off of the log and onto the ground, resting his back against the log. "I know you didn't, Tati. I'm just tired, is all. And hungry. Is there any fish left over from lunch?"

Lenore was working on reviving the fire. She had gotten pretty good at it since learning how. "No, my king. But I will cook one shortly."

Jake's stomach grumbled. The wall, well, barricade would be a more apt description, was done on all sides except the front of their hut. They had dug the trenches around five feet deep and just wide enough for a log to fit in. After packing the base in mud and using what the women had used for rope to lash each log together at the bottom and top, Jake packed mud between the crevices of each log to give it a bit more stability. This wasn't a long-term solution; only as a means of 'out of sight, out of mind' for the Grak'gull while they planned their strategy to take down the monster.

Jake still wasn't sure about that. I mean, this was the last of an unknown species that supposedly died out in the Mesozoic Era. Or was it the Cretaceous? He couldn't remember. However, he did realize that left unchecked, the monsters would decimate the human population. No simple weapons would kill this thing, not as strong as it was. It would most likely take an anti-aircraft missile to take one down. Good thing they weren't able to procreate.

But what about the barrier? It couldn't get out, right? Supposedly Jake was stuck here for the rest of his natural born life, so if he couldn't get out neither could the monster.

[That's only delaying the inevitable, though.] he thought to himself. [Eventually, I will find a way to get out. Then, so will the others. Which means so will the monster.]

No. Ultimately, it would have to be put down to ensure humanity's survival.

As these thoughts rattled around inside his head the women were talking and cooking. Jake jumped as a flat stone with a large chunk of cooked fish was placed in his lap. He scarfed it down hungrily.

"Just enough light left for a bath and catching fish for tomorrow, no?" Tatiana asked.

Jake looked up at the sky. "More than enough, actually. Fish first and let's go ahead and stockpile some for the bitch." He had taken to calling the monster 'bitch' since he still couldn't seem to pronounce Grak'gull.

"Come then, my king," Sestia said, helping Jake to his feet. "Will you allow me to bathe you tonight?"

Jake chuckled. "Sure. I don't think I could move my arms if I wanted to anyway."

Sestia gave a victory jiggle with an excited giggle and Jake couldn't help but admire what he could see of her breasts out of the side of her chest plate.

"Two more days, my love," Tatiana told the raven-haired beauty with a smile.

"I am excited!" Sestia said. "I cannot wait to have his pleasure inside me!"

"I'm gonna die, aren't I?" Jake said with a grin. "I just know it. Probably won't last through the first thrust. Death by Snu Snu for the win." He laughed.

"That is why you will be on top, my king," Sestia giggled again.

The women kept discussing how they were going to abuse his body while they walked to the river. By the time they had stripped, Jake's face was beet red from their dirty talk, not to mention his cock was hard as a rock. He didn't dare delay undressing, though. He quite liked having his clothes in tact so he didn't have to run around naked all the time. Not that the girls would complain.

Sestia began eagerly pulling him in the water. "Whoa, easy!" he said, laughing. "Fish first, remember?"

She growled in frustration but let go of his hand to quickly scoop up the net. In a short time, the raven-haired goddess was eager to get her hands on Jake's body, they had a pile of fish in their usual spot for the bitch to feed on as well as a few fish for themselves in a small water hole they had dug up close to the shore.

As they dumped the last of the fish onto the pile Jake scanned the tree line. He paused as he could just make out the shadow of the bitch's head, her eyes staring right at them as they worked.

"How long do you think she has been there, my king?" Lenore asked, coming up beside him with her hand on the hilt of her whip. Her free hand rested on Jake's shoulder.

The bitch gave a low growl of what sounded like warning.

"A minute. A half hour." Jake shrugged with the shoulder her hand rested on. "Hard to guess with how quiet she can be. I'm surprised you three didn't pick up on her already, with your enhanced awareness."

"You mean our 'Spider Sense', as you call it?" Lenore asked with a curious chuckle.

"Right," Jake said. "Let's just back away slowly toward the water."

When the four of them reached the water's edge, the trees rustled noisily. The monster emerged and to Jake's astonishment, dropped his flight seat next to the pile of fish and began gorging herself. She kept one eye on the four humans as she ate, ever wary of an attack.

Lenore looked amazed; Tatiana looked troubled; Sestia just boiled with anger. The tallest of the three amazons kept her responses in check, though, and didn't make any sudden advances toward her hated enemy.

When the creature finished her meal, she gave one last pointed look in their direction, pushed the ejection seat toward them with her snout, and left without a backward glance. Jake noted that the tip of her tail that had been sheared off was now fully regrown. There was no evidence that it had ever been removed to begin with.

Jake's erection long forgotten, he cautiously approached his flight seat. The women formed a loose half-circle behind him with their whips in hand and glowing that alternating pink and orange color. He inspected the chair while the women kept watch. It was still in decent condition with a few bite marks here and there. Overall, it would serve as a nice campfire chair to sit on, much more comfortable than the log he'd been bruising his ass on.

Jake gave the chair a deliberate inspection, looking for the beacon that would signal his position to potential rescuers. If no one had found him by now they certainly wouldn't know where to look without that homing beacon. Finding it in one of the armrests, he sighed. It looked like the beacon itself had been bitten through. The one that Sestia had killed must have destroyed it when it was using the ejected seat for a chew toy. He had been holding out hope that he could get it going again somehow.

Jake's shoulders sagged. Sestia wrapped him in a hug from behind. Her bare breasts pressing against his back barely a distraction from his disappointment. She kissed him softly behind his left ear. "We will find a way off of this island, my king, if it is your wish," she whispered in his ear. "There is nothing we would not do for you given the chance. Not now."

Jake turned his head to look up at her over his shoulder. "What do you mean?"

She kissed him. The kiss carried with it just enough chaste to comfort him, yet it left a lingering of desire on his lips.

"We have come to care for you, my king," Tatiana said, wrapping her arms around his right side and kissing his cheek, his arm pressed between her beautiful breasts.

Lenore hugged him from the other side, Jake's left arm nestled between her gorgeous mounds of flesh, and also kissed his other cheek, her right hand grasping and squeezing his ass. "Our loyalty to our people aside, you have awakened something in us we did not know was possible," the honey-haired goddess said.

"We care for you deeply," Sestia said, her breath brushing against the back of his ear like a feather. "You are Dikos Mou, my king." She reached down with one hand and lightly grasped his shaft, stroking it softly as it began to harden from the ample bare flesh pressed against his body. "Mine," she whispered seductively as she licked the outside of his ear.

"Mine," Tatiana moaned as she licked his opposite ear and cupped his balls, rolling them softly between her fingers.

Lenore knelt in front of him and looked up at him. "What are you-" Jake started to ask as he looked down at her.

"Mine," Lenore whispered, cutting him off as she sucked the head of his cock into her mouth. Pulling him in until her lips touched Sestia's closed fingers around his hardness.

"Holy fuck!" Jake groaned, her lips and tongue like the softest silk caressing his shaft. Instantly he was harder than he'd ever been in his life. His knees buckled slightly from the enormity of what these gorgeous women were telling him, not to mention the lips around his shaft, before he righted himself.

A low growl from the trees reminded them where they were and the women instantly separated from Jake, their glowing whips back in their hands.

Jake had a cool sweat forming on his body from the women's touch. He drew in a ragged breath as his skin longed for theirs to return to his body. He cleared his throat as the women scanned the tree line. The bitch wasn't in sight, but that didn't mean she wasn't near.

"Come on, ladies," he finally said, his voice cracking only once. His manhood, still hard as steel, slapped against his lower belly as he walked back toward the water. "Let's get a few more fish caught for us before bathing and heading back to camp."

The women complied, backing toward the water with a wary eye on the trees.

Jake's manhood had softened considerably as they worked. However, when it was time for their bath, Sestia couldn't help but pay ample attention to his appendage as she bathed him. She didn't seem put out in the least when she had jerked him off and he painted her face with his cum. In fact, her grin was so wide it almost split her face in two. She looked like some sort of hideous wax figure with teeth and eyes as his cum dripped off of her nose, lips, and chin to fall in the water.

"Satisfied?" Jake panted as she came back out of the water. She was kneeling in the water and had dipped her face in to wash his jizz off, having just emerged again, pinning her wet hair to her scalp behind her.

"Not in the least," she said with a seductive grin as she stood so close to him her pubic hair was tickling his softening cock. "But I suppose I can wait two more days, Dikos Mou." She winked at him as she turned and walked further into the water.

"You know, we were supposed to wait until the wall was built so we didn't get distracted," he called after her. She just blew him a kiss over her shoulder and turned back to the other two.

Jake watched her shapely ass jiggle as she approached her sisters, her wet hair matted to her back and the upper part of her ass cheeks. Shaking his head, he approached the shoreline and began dressing. Once dressed, he scanned the trees while the women finished their bath.

Jake turned to watch the women approach when he heard water splashing behind him. He admired their naked beauty with no small amount of discretion as they trudged his way through the water. Their breasts bounced heavenly with every step, their nipples pert and hard from the cold water. His eyes meandered down their washboard abs.

He loved the sight of feminine beauty and it came in all shapes and sizes. He was by no means sexually naive or discriminate. He had dated, and slept with, many different women in his adult life, from the youthful and petite to the supple and curvy. He didn't care what they looked like as long as he enjoyed his time with them. That led to many a, what society would call, big woman to be hesitant around him. Until she got to know him, that is. Some of the best sex he'd had were women who were considered outcasts by modern society due to their size.

That brought on its own set of unique problems to Jake, however. Some of those big women had gotten a little too attached to him. More than once he'd had to get irate with a girl that wouldn't take no for an answer, even getting physical from time to time. Oh, he'd never hit a woman. God forbid, his mother would come up out of her grave and slap him into the next life if he ever dared raise a hand to a woman. No, that was never an option. He had just had to physically restrain them and walk them out of his apartment, making sure they knew that he enjoyed their time together, but that it had come to an abrupt end. Only once had he ever had to call the cops.

As he looked at these goddesses, though, he was reminded of the one woman he'd had a few trysts with that closely, yet inadequately, compared to them. She had been a body builder and the one thing Jake liked about her, besides her lack of body hair from the neck down, was her unequivocal positivity when it came to her body. She loved her body and she didn't give a rats ass about anybody's opinion of it but her own. She didn't care that she couldn't get a date because most men thought her body looked 'grossly masculine'. She didn't care that most women thought of her as 'hideously muscular'. And that made her fun in the sack because women like that know what they want and aren't afraid to go after it. They're not afraid to correct someone attempting to make them feel good. They're not afraid to give, sometimes subtle but oftentimes not so subtle, direction to their lover in how to pleasure them.

In fact, Tracy, that was her name, was directly responsible for teaching Jake most of what he knew about a woman's body, and she was ten years younger than him.