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TRAMPLING STORY - AMAZON HANKA

  

  

Sir William was totally exhausted. He and his companion Sir Peter had been fleeing through the deep forest, hunted by 12 or 15 Amazons on horses. They had only a chance as long as they could run and hide between the trees and bushes. They had crossed a river and their clothes were wet-soaked. They never really escaped the hunting women, they always heard their shouting, the thundering footsteps and the snorting of their horses, sometimes closer, sometimes like from a little further distance. They seemed to be everywhere. He was out of breath, his heart was racing, poundering heavily in his chest. He sank to the ground behind a bush, hiding as good as he could. Sir Peter was about to lose his mind. He continued running to the edge of the forest. He must have gone crazy. As soon as he was out of the forest he would be an easy target. William was watching him in terror. But he was too weak to hold him back, and he didn't want to shout either, as this might lead their huntresses towards himself. So he only watched how his friend broke out of the woods, running like mad straight over the fields. Soon he heard the women shout. They had discovered his friend. In no time six, seven Amazons were behind him, gallopping full speed. His friend ran zigzag, desperately looking for a shelter. There was none. He had no chance. The first female warrior caught up with him and gave him a hard kick into his back with her leather boot. He stumbled and fell to the ground. The other six Amazons didn't stop but rode their horses full speed across the position where his friend was lying on the ground! They could easily have killed him crushing the hooves of her horses into him but they didn't seem to care. They pulled their reins and turned their horses, slowly approaching his friend, who was still crouching on the ground. They encircled him with their horses.
Then suddenly William froze in horror: Only a few yards away from his hiding place another Amazon broke through the woods, heading for the prey the others had made. 'Ooommph, that was close' he sighed. She hadn't noticed him. Then he saw another six Amazons coming out of the forest some hundred yards away, all 7 now heading for the 'meeting' around his desperate mate. Cautiously he got up, keeping close to the ground he made some steps forward to the edge, hiding behind a thick tree. All warriors were busy with his friend now, so he felt safe. He could have used the opportunity to make his way, but something made him stay. He wanted to see what they were doing to him. Did he really want? He knew how brutal they could be. But maybe his friend needed his help. His help? Two exhausted men without weapons against 14 Amazons on horses? Ridiculous. He must...

„Hey you! Where is your friend? You were two!“
Hanka stared at her victim with hatred and disgust. What a whimp! A man, crouching on the ground and crying like a baby - could this be an example of the so-called „stronger sex“?
„I don't know... I have lost him time ago... Maybe he drowned in the river...“
„I don't believe a single word you're saying. If you cling to your life you should try to make up your mind!“
Hanka was sitting on her huge and powerful black mare Marika, that was snorting and scratching the ground with her hooves impatiently. Hanka's sister Svenka was the Amazons' Queen, but she was the leader of the warrior troops. She was very tall and beautiful, with long, dark brown hair that fell down onto her shoulders in light curls when it became wet. Her sparkling green eyes could literally kill any man that came too close to her. Like her mates she wore the typical fighter outfit in brown leather with protectors over her breast that pushed them up giving her chest an even more ample appearance.
A small nod with her head was enough and two amazons got off their horses, stepping towards the puny guy on the ground. They gave him some hard kicks with their leather boots until he was wincing in pain. He was lying on his side in a foetal position.
„You talk now or prefer to get tortured a little more?“ Hanka asked with a stern voice.
She got impatient now. The whole case had taken too long already. And they couldn't afford to let any witnesses escape. And this stupid man refused to cooperate. Should he, she had her methods to convince...
„Okay, prepare him for some pressurized interrogation!“
One of the two Amazons standing at his side gave him a strong kick against his upper hip, stepping forward and forcing him thus onto his back. Before he could move out of his prone position both grabbed his legs, pulled them apart and stepped onto his lower legs so he lay pinned on his back. He groaned in pain as the weighty Amazons crushed his thin legs under their leather boots, her heels sinking deep into his flesh. With a malicious grin on her face Hanka moved her horse forward. That was the position she liked her men to be in.
„I will help you get some more blood into your brain. Let's see, how about squeezing some of that liquid out of useless body parts...“
With that she made Marika lift her huge right hoof. It hovered some seconds over his crotch.
„Oh, I could hurt you so bad...“ Hanka teased him.
She let the hoof came down onto his genitals. He screamed in pain when the horse transferred its weight on that hoof. His testicles were mashed to paste in his trousers. Hanka laughed.
„Does this help?“
Sir Peter clenched his teeth and stretched his head backwards. He uttered some inhuman sounds that could not be understood.
„I see. Still not enough blood in your head.“
She urged her horse forward, the other hoof now coming down onto his groins and lower stomach. Although the hoof was quite big and covered nearly his thin frame completey from side to side it sank down deeply into his body. His lower body simply caved in under the enormous pressure, producing some gurgling sounds out of his throat.
„I like this! It's like squeezing the last bits out of a toothpaste tube by squishing it from the lower end to the head!“
The gorgeous looking female warriors standing around the scene fell in mad laughter.
„Still not cooperating? I could give you more pressure than you can handle! I could do it slowly and your agony would last for minutes or even hours and I would look upon you and savour any second of your suffering under my crushing power!“
„No, please, stop it! I can't stand it anymore! You're crushing me!“ he groaned with his last breath.
„Quite right, that is my intention! Or do you want to speak now?“
She made her horse lift its right hoof from his smashed genitals, thus shifting all the weight onto the other hoof resting on his stomach that gave in another inch.
„Arrghhh! I can't... speak.. with that... weight... on me...“
„Oh surely you can. You just did!“
Hanka continued to torture him without mercy under the weight of her horse. Sir Peter couldn't help but betray his friend. The pain was too intense that he could control his mind. Under enormous efforts he uttered:
„Okay... have it... he's there... at least he was... at the edge of the forest where I came out...“
He threw his head from one side to the other. His face changed colour to red-blue, the veins on his temples came out clearly. He coughed with short painful breaths and thin rivulets of blood ran down from the corners of his mouth.
„Well, at least an answer! We'll see if you are right, but I don't think we need you anymore. I am a gentle and sensitive warrior, I'll help you to end your agony!“
She pulled the reins on her horse and her mare lifted her two front hooves standing up on her hind legs. Nearly a ton of horse was towering over the half crushed man. He wasn't realizing, already too far away.

But William realized. He got so mad at the brutal Amazons he forgot about himself. He gave up his hiding place and started running towards the scene.
„Stop it! Stop it! I am here! Take us, but leave us alive!“
Thirteen Amazons turned to watch this incredible scene, a small and obviously mad man running towards them with waving arms. It was too late for his friend, though. Hanka's mare couldn't hold her position and her front hooves came crushing down onto the wincing body. Marika's front legs hit him like pile-drivers, one hoof smashing his chest, the other coming down onto his face. His skull broke like a ripe watermelon. The view was too surrealistic to be true. His arms and legs jerked a few times, then his friend lay still buried under Hanka's horse.
William fell onto his knees. He couldn't believe his eyes. Suddenly he felt so weak. It felt like his bowels turned inside out and he fought against throwing up. For a few seconds everything remained totally silent. Hanka broke the silence.
„Okay, get him!“ she said calmly, nearly in a bored tone.

William wasn't able to move. He watched the two Amazons walking up to him. Hanka was following them riding her horse. His friend was dead. Should they do to him what they wanted. He felt a jerk. The two warriors stood at either side of him and grabbed under his arms, pulling him to his feet. He looked up to Hanka, who was sitting high above him on her huge horse. He spat out. He should tremble in fear, but he was in a curious calm state now, accepting his fate. He had to die anyway now, he wouldn't make these cruel women the pleasure of playing the helpless and intimidated man.
„You pretend to be goddess-like Amazons and real fighters, but you are not! Real fighters obey the rules and do show respect to their opponents. You simply mow down all your enemies, slaughtering them and whoever is alive after the first impact gets crushed to death under the hooves of your horses! I don't have any respect for you! You deserve nothing!“ He spat out once more.
„Enough you talking piece of shit! I demand absolute respect from you!“
She hated this man. How dared he... But... in a way so cute! He was too proud for his kind, but he showed real courage to speak like this for the situation he was in.
„You have seen what I did to your friend. I could easily make my mare step on you till you throw up your guts!“
He remained silent and looked straight into her gleaming green eyes. What a naughty little boy! He looked so skinny and small between her two fighters that were nearly one head taller than he. And he dared to look into her eyes and resisted her. A strange feeling went through her body, like a quick shudder. That man could be a danger. Okay, a sweet danger. No, what stupid ideas! She would teach him a lesson that should break his confidence.
„Okay, get him to that tree!“ she advised her warriors.
The two Amazons stretched her arms up lifting him as he was nothing, with his feet dangling a yard or so above the ground. They carried him to the tree with the broadest trunk and pinned him there with his back to the trunk, still with his feet well above the ground. Hanka had followed them on her horse and looked at the scene from some distance now. She looked down her horse, then back at that „man“. He was still very calm and looked at her full of hatred. She smiled. What a nice victim! She turned her horse and backed up slowly. He was not sure about the purpose of he show going on. But he realized when the gap between him and the horse's ass got smaller and smaller. Marika's impressive butt was about two and a half times wider than his body and it was exactly the same height as his groin and stomach. And he got simply squeezed in between the horse's huge rump and the tree. He was squashed so hard against the tree that he was firmly pinned and the two Amazons could let go off him. Hanka turned around and looked into his face. He showed no reaction except that he was breathing hard and trying to push her horse away with his hands. How funny!
„Now I tell you what, my little fellow! I have to admit I am impressed from your courage. I have never seen a man being that naughty when he could have been under the hooves of my horse the next second. I will keep you as my personal slave. But I will have to break your pride. And you would do good to be obedient! I could squish you to paste anytime I wanted to! Come on, Marika, he can take more!“
She pulled the reins and backed up her horse even more. Now his crotch and his stomach was crushed flat against the tree; he groaned and gasped for air. The mare leaned back against the tree and his chest threatened to collapse.
„You see, my horse weighs about a ton, 2100 pounds to be exact. Well, it's a big horse. A big horse for a big Amazon like me. I stand 6 foot 3 and weigh 205 pounds, stripped naked. What are you? 5 foot 5, a hundred pounds?“ she laughed at him.
„I bet you wouldn't last long if I'd sit on you. But my horse is ten times heavier than me and I can make it sit on you, believe me. Or I could let her roll her rump back and forth over your body like a steamroller until you're flattened paper-thin! And I could glue you to my wall like a wallpaper, keeping you as an everlasting trophy!“
Marika neighed and flexed the muscles of her impressive huge body. His breath was getting shallower. He kicked his feet to get free. He could push with his hands as much as he wanted, the incredible amount of pressure on his body didn't ease a bit. He couldn't imagine what it should feel like this huge horse sitting full weight on his body.
„Let's tie him up! We take him with us!“
The Amazons looked at each other with a meaningful grin.

Svenka wasn't amused at all when she heard about Hanka returning with a male prisoner. Her duty was to kill them, not to bring them to their village, the least living! Men were only troublemakers. Of course, once a year they rode out hunting and kidnapping a few of them, but just for reproduction purposes. After the males had done their duty (and if they were lucky to be still alive after that) they were simply chased away. But now a male prisoner in the strictly female community could be a real problem. Hanka! She was always breaking the rules. But in the end, he was a really cute and handsome guy. Maybe it could turn out fun to have him for some sadistic pleasures herself. If not, well, she wouldn't hesitate any moment to get him trampled to death in an Amazonian Stampede, hehehe...

 

  

  
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