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~ Amazon Justice ~

Amazon(dom) ^ Slave ~Amazon Justice~ One day she finds a runaway slave. Capturing him she plans on taking him to the nearest village and turning him in. At some point he realizes that he is better off with her than being left with this tribe. Normally she did not keep slaves, traveling most of the time she feels no need to own one, so he must convince her he is worth the trouble.


Fetishes
Consensual Sex... Rape... Rough Sex... Anal... Cervix Penetration... Female Virgin... Hot Dogging... Tit Fucking... Doggy Style... Cum... Egg Laying... Pregnancy... Impregnation... Orgasm Denial(receiving)... Gang Rape... M/F/M... Double Penetration... Yaoi... Yaoi Rape... Brother/Brother Incest... Cousin/Cousin Incest... Brother/Sister Incest... Brother/Sister/Brother Incest... Necrophilia... Human/Her/Creature... Tentacles(receiving)... Bestiality(horse, canine, snake, dragon, wild cats)(receiving)... Cross Dressing(receiving)... Chains(giving/receiving)... Whips(giving/receiving)... Bondage(giving/receiving)... Torture(giving/receiving)... Humiliation... Violence(giving/receiving)... Sexual Pain(giving/receiving)... Nonsexual Pain(giving/receiving)... Abuse(giving/receiving)... Broken Bones(giving/receiving)... Shoulder/Arm/Wrist Injury(giving/receiving)... Rib Injury(giving/receiving)... Knee Injury(giving/receiving)... Jaw Injury(giving/receiving)... Bloodplay(giving/receiving)... Burns (giving/receiving)... Nails(giving)... Biting(giving/receiving)... Oral(giving)...Deep Throating(receiving)... Hair Pulling(giving/receiving)... Breath Control(giving/receiving)... Modern Setting... Fantasy Setting...~~~ Ask about any not mentioned ~~~

Desiree was hardly able to walk straight when she wondered into the village. The only thing that had kept her moving was knowing she wouldn’t make it another day on her own. That thought made her sick to her stomach and was painful to admit to. But her injuries had began to slow her down. If she had a little more strength left she might have lashed out in anger at the source of her situation.
As a precaution she had bound his hands at an awkward position behind his head. His posture suggested he was tired as she felt and there was a slight limp, like he favored his right leg. The last day he had behaved himself somewhat better. Of course loss of feeling in ones arms did have a tendency to take the fight away. It was her thought he was a run away slave. Maybe newly captured in battle and not broken yet.
The pain in her injured ribs was a constant reminder that he was too dangerous to keep. Several times it had crossed her mind to simply kill him and save herself the trouble of turning him in to a village. But every time her knife hesitated. The last thing she really wanted was a slave of her own. She questioned herself several times for keeping him alive but no easy answer came to mind.
After introductions to the guards she was given hospitality and led to the central fire pit for food and a chance to rest. The fire pit was nearly empty at this time of the day, it was between lunch and supper. She was thankful for the lack of questions and comments. When she took a seat and he refused to sit on the first command. Noticing the slight look of defiance in his eyes she shook her head exhausted. Moving behind she kicked his knee hard enough so he collapsed to the ground.
"I really don’t understand why you insist on keeping this up….."
She stared at him for another minute. Not actually expecting an answer. He hadn’t spoke to her once yet, she doubted he would start now. Food was offered, which she graciously took. The woman made a comment about her injuries and Desiree tried to brush them off as causally as she could. After food was served the woman went off to find a healer.



(HER NAME) was hardly able to walk straight when she wondered into the village. The only thing that had kept her moving was knowing she wouldn’t make it another day on her own. That thought made her sick to her stomach and was painful to admit to. But her injuries had began to slow her down. If she had a little more strength left she might have lashed out in anger at the source of her situation.
As a precaution she had bound his hands at an awkward position behind his head. His posture suggested he was tired as she felt and there was a slight limp, like he favored his right leg. The last day he had behaved himself somewhat better. Of course loss of feeling in ones arms did have a tendency to take the fight away. It was her thought he was a run away slave. Maybe newly captured in battle and not broken yet.
The pain in her injured ribs was a constant reminder that he was too dangerous to keep. Several times it had crossed her mind to simply kill him and save herself the trouble of turning him in to a village. But every time her knife hesitated. The last thing she really wanted was a slave of her own. She questioned herself several times for keeping him alive but no easy answer came to mind.
After introductions to the guards she was given hospitality and led to the central fire pit for food and a chance to rest. The fire pit was nearly empty at this time of the day, it was between lunch and supper. She was thankful for the lack of questions and comments. When she took a seat and he refused to sit on the first command. Noticing the slight look of defiance in his eyes she shook her head exhausted. Moving behind she kicked his knee hard enough so he collapsed to the ground.
"I really don’t understand why you insist on keeping this up….."
She stared at him for another minute. Not actually expecting an answer. He hadn’t spoke to her once yet, she doubted he would start now. Food was offered, which she graciously took. The woman made a comment about her injuries and (HER NAME) tried to brush them off as causally as she could. After food was served the woman went off to find a healer.