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Here's my newest thought work - feel free to reply with more detail or with a similar or amended story, if you like

From: Kai Muller <project2016@aol.co.uk>

Sent: Tue, 13 Feb 2018 16:42
Subject: best Amazons Victory story ever ! best Amazons Victory story ever !,

Here is what could become the best Amazons Victory story ever ! Feel free to write some or all of it out, or to provide the artwork for it. I would love to see this happening in your reply. It will be magnificent, and it would also make a great book or film or femdom magazine feature.

Chapter 1: In a palace in the Machosian chauvinist kingdom a group of nasty thuggish louts are moving in on the young ladies from Dixiechixia who have been captured and enslaved. These good-for-nothings are going to rape, torture and injure these sassy, freckly, leggy, pure girlies. But then, as they get close, before they get the chance to inflict anything regrettable, the girls leap to their own defence, and lay the men of unwanted advances knocked out from good face kicks and sassy reflexes.  The other men of this Machosian chauvinist palace come running in to subdue these mischievous girls, but one after the other, all of them end up defeated and downed.  
 
Sensing their moment of opportunity, the girls free all the enslaved girls, thus creating a bigger army of fists and legs who are determined to fell any man who stands in the way of their escape, and there are quite a few who need to be taken down before freedom is won.

The girls not only succeed in escaping, they leave the defeated Machosians tied up, and they return an hour later with the Princess of Dixiechixia and the Dixiechixia Vixens, a mighty Amazon warrior unit who not only likes to defeat and capture men, but also likes to take men back as sex toys and as punchables, to occupy this palace permanently and turn it into yet another palace of femdomination, where men are kept as servants, sex toys, slaves and challenge-takers, all of which frequently ends in sudden death when a woman is not satisfied with his performance.

It so happens that there have been so many clashes in recent years, all ending favourably for the Amazons, with Amazon nations  such as Valkyria, inhabited by tall, leggy, strong blondes; Dixiechixia, inhabited by sassy and mischievous redheads; utopia, the land of Femmewonder women, a race of xena-like superhero-women who can effortlessly defeat men in battle with swords, with bow and arrow, lances, or by hand and foot; and the Bottomites, a tribe of ladies who love to rest their sizeable asses upon the males who serve them and who always fail to last long in wrestling challenge games against them, sitting on them all times of day and sometimes, indugling in big girl on skinny male mismatches, squash the males into oblivion, have begun to expand and to take over more and more land, with a clear trend toward full and final world domination now only days away.

Very soon, the palace is fully in the hands of the ladies from Dixiechixia, and all the men who live in or near it have become servants, sex toys, slaves and challenge-takers, except for those who died trying to flee or resisting the take-over. These servant men must follow each and every order, not knowing which one will lead to their demise, when a woman is not satisfied with his performance, or when she gets too aroused, or when a challenge she has set him is not fulfilled, it often spells the end for the weak and pathetic male. As the story goes on, all the remaining males of the world may end up in these palaces and villages of fem-doom.

Chapter Two: The nearby Machosian strong-hold of jockville, whose long-established world-view of a dominant male, is shaken by a series of recent battle losses against various Amazon tribes, each of which has claimed the whole male battalion while no Amazon warrior women were harmed in any of these skirmishes, suffers the unthinkable: an uprising by the long-oppressed Machosian women, who seize the moment to overthrow their male masters and to set up yet another femdominated Amazon tribe,where the male-led Machosian land once flourished.

Vivid flashbacks showing the total defeat of the Machosian men in one of these battles against a vastly superior Amazon force is shown in detail.

Then, the first of the clobberings is shown, in which long-suppressed Machosian women use the hoes, rolling-pins, baking trays and mops they have to hand to overwhealm and take down their male masters. Much like in chapter one, what starts as one woman's act of defiance quickly grows into an all-out battle between the sexes, and although the Machosians send all their troops to where the trouble started, not one of the fiesty and sassy ladies is subdued, while, one by one, all the men are either killed, knocked out or tied up. The feminine victory is total!

Only seven of the Machosian males managed to run out of the village, but before they could find any remaining male-dominated tribes to join up with, they instead run straight into a group of Femmewonder women troops on patrol, who ambush, overwhealm and capture each one of them.

Chapter Three is about the fall of the Three Great Sea Castles, the Ports and the Beach,which happen later that same day:
It begins with a daring early-morning raid by a group of Valkyrians who had entered the Frenmerican fortress, dressed as dancers, traders and concubines. The Frenmericans were once one of the greatest fighting forces on the continent, but at this early time of day they just were not at their best, and the dazzling leggy and manicured Valkyrians managed to kill or capture all of them with no losses (other than a few sore girl's fists and feet, having made contact with Frenmerican men while taking them down and out) and in only 20 minutes it was all over.

Not far up the coast were the two other sea fortresses, one of which was a stronghold of the Stubbletarians and the other was manned by the Crooklish tribe, neither of whom were keen on the idea of having women in positions other than as their slaves. It took a full three hours before they realised that the sea fortress of the Frenmericans, which was only a 10-minute walk away had fallen. Outraged, they launched a combined siege seeking to retake it.

But unfortunately for the Stubbletarian and Crooklish fighters, they run into one deadly trap after another, and it is a bloodbath. Hundreds of Stubbletarian and Crooklish fighters fall to the deadly Amazonian arrows, and the few who boldly charge on and manage to get close enough for a sword fight all end up on the losing side, after having had their swords pulled out of their hands by the ladies' clever golden rope battle tools. With 329 Stubbletarian and Crooklish fighters dead at the entrance to this fortress, and a further 63 captured and then ko'd, the last few Stubbletarian and Crooklish warriors soon find that they cannot hold any of the fortresses or any part of the coastline. They are doomed. By the time the reinforcements they had sent for arrive, well actually most of these had been ambushed and taken down on the way, so only about thirty reinforcement soldiers ever arrive, only to find that there is no option but to surrender! as they are outmatched, outnumbered, outgirled and surrounded.  All is lost to the brave and daring victorious Amazons.

Chapter Four is the big final battle scene: All remaining male forces join up to put up a big final defiant fight and to try to regain control of lost lands. I know it sounds unlikely, but it so happens that all 11,800 Slavojockian, Manarab, Lordlegion, Gertokian, Stubbletarian, Groiniad, Crookish, Geektinsian, and Franmerican troops soon fall to defeat against the well-prepared and well-led, plus, might I say, stunningly attractive, Lady-Masochian, Valkyrian, Battlebabian, Vixenite, Bitchinas, Barbielopian, Bottomite, Femmewonder and Dixiechixian Amazons.

The early fighting consists of the front two-thirds of the male advance being trapped, effectively unarmed, in the bottom of a deadly ravine and being taken out in a hail of deadly arrows from all sides by well-aimed Amazonian archers firing into their pin-cushion-y dying men's chests, thus felling and defeating most of the male warriors.

The tail-end of the male advance appears on the cliff-top, having found and taken a gradual rise-up path from the back, but it too suffers heavy arrow-hit losses before getting close enough for sword combat, by which time most of them are trying to escape, as it is now raining millions of deadly arrows from point-blank range proximity, but they are not able to climb over the dead behind them. An ever-growing pile of shot and wounded male soldiers prevents the rest from escaping so surrender becomes the only option for them.

What little close-contact fighting there is ends equally disastrously for the men, as the tightly-filled close formation of the pretty battling babes and girlies, charging a favourable ratio of girl swords and sharp long steaks into the few and far between male warrior swords allows one Amazon to slay each male fighter while his sword is locked in position by two others he was forced to try to fight all at once, as the sheer number of Amazon fighters rushes in like a galloping tide, mowing down all who have not surrendered quickly enough, plus many of them men who try to surrender too.  

The final count is this: 4200 Slavojockians dead, 18 captured; 2000 Manarabs dead, 3 captured; 600 Lordlegions, all dead; 2800 Gertokians dead, 93 captured; 9400 Geektinsians roughly half dead and half captured (These are the only males who will welcome femdominance but they dared not admit this so they were in the male line-up too);  3600 Stubbletarians dead, 41 captured; 4100 Groiniad troops dead, all shot in their big balls and left to perish, 620 captured and designated for death in arena games over the following days; 730 Crookish fighters all dead; and 2300 Franmerican troops dead and 88 captured. Meanwhile, among the victorious, well-prepared and well-led, plus, might I say, stunningly attractive,  430 Valkyrian, 142 Battlebabian, 283 Vixenite, 91 Bitchinas, 730 Barbielopian, 412 Bottomite, 612 Femmewonder, 1100 Lady-Masochian and 744 Dixiechixian Amazons, not a single death or injury, other than a few sore fists that were used to punch, capture, knockout and take down the totally vanquished enemy as it was forced to surrender.

Chapter Five:
The last remaining Slavojockian, Manarab, Lordlegion, Gertokian, Stubbletarian, Geektinsian, Groiniad, Crookish and Franmerican male-dominated towns and villages, now that the majority of each of these has fallen in various battles, big and small, is now completely overrun by small raids of barely armed teenage Amazons on horse-back.

Upon arrival, most men come out and surrender straight away, some of whom are killed on the spot anyway. Uprisings by the long-oppressed women, who seize the chance to overthrow their male masters, align themselves with the Amazons and set up yet more femdominated Amazon tribes, where the male-led way of life once flourished, but now something wonderful, just, womanly and new takes its place.

The female population of each of these tribes rises and joins in with the Amazons, killing or capturing all males with any freedoms left at all.

The long-established world-view of a dominant male, totally shaken out of existence by a series of battle losses against various Amazon tribes and against their own women, claims every last battalion, while, yet again, no Amazon warrior women are harmed in any of these skirmishes. Once captured, the survivors suffer the unthinkable: being turned into male servants and slaves, or even male whores who are only allowed to live as long as they fully please and pleasure 40 women   a day each, all of whom use the male whore's face violently and often intimately for womanly pleasure, arousal and orgasm. They are made to live on meagre rations and are made to work through most of the night, put into one humiliating, sticky/intimate or self-defence-y beaten-up-y 30-to-60 minute session after another, with 40 women per day each, and are sat on, knocked out or pinned for the rest of the hours of their day.

Vivid flashbacks showing the total defeat of the Machosian men in one of these battles against a vastly superior Amazon force is shown in detail.

Then, the first of the clobberings is shown, in which long-suppressed Machosian women use the hoes, rakes, rolling-pins, baking trays, handbags and mops they have to hand to whack, overwhealm and take down their male masters. Remember in chapter one: what started as one woman's act of defiance and self-defence quickly grew into an all-out battle between the sexes, and a very one-sided outcome of triumph and humiliation, as will be remembered in countless reenactment plays in years to come, and although the Machosians andothers sent all their troops to fight the Amazons, not one of the fiesty and sassy ladies is subdued, while, one by one, all the men are either killed, knocked out, or tied up. The feminine victory is total! There is much to celebrate and be triumphant about.

Only very few of the males manage to run out of the village, but before they can find any remaining male-dominated tribes to join up with, they instead run, sooner or later, into a group of Femmewonder women or other Amazon troops on patrol, who ambush, overwhealm and capture each one of them.



Chapter Six: Post-war society :

We witness the new normal way of life. Men are made to serve and to be punished.

Young girls discover and relish in in the abuse of the power to make a man die because she said so; women gain the power to have any man put to death within seconds, over any and all trivial, gossipy, emotional and unproven accusations.

Most of the work of cooking, cleaning, dung-shifting and carrying things is done by the new male servants - and these servants better do a meticulously good job of it, as the slightest imperfection can lead to a man's entire team of servants being judged as less precise than the other team, which means they all will have to survive a game of arena-fun or similar (which nobody ever does) before they can return.

Each tribe chooses only 20 males to keep for breading, and even these are only kept for two years of very intense breeding, before they tend to end up killed for failing to correctly and fully pleasure some woman in a marathon of 40-per day for years without break serving as a man-whore.

Young girls are given men to practice their deadly fighting and battle moves on, with the chance to kill them once they have defeated them often enough, or when a young female is undergoing a 14th, 15th, 16th, 17th, 18th or 19th birthday right-of-passage ceremony (each of which involves her killing a male! and being much praised and celebrated for it, while the other males are busy sucking clit, kissing ass or worshiping female toes). In later years, this is expanded to all birthdays 14 to  44, while stocks last!

Men are made to play challenge-games like the very popular arena-fun, that is designed to send men running around frantically trying to get ribbons and bandanas off the legs of young ladies to then raise up a designated flagpole while these young ladies shoot them point-blank with deadly arrows from all sides in one popular arena game, while the spectators use, smother and kill servant men in the spectators stands and in the ladies loos (where the messiest and most humiliating of gradual death by girl occur!).

And there are other equally hopeless new games such as tackle-ball (where men must offer themselves up for running tackles and pins while the ladies score touchdowns, punch-outs and ball-kicking conversion kicks), ring of destiny (where a weak skinny male must try and last for up to 2 minutes in a tiny circle without moving his feet while big strong women take them down and destroy or crush the failure boys for fun), maze of doom (a labyrinth packed full of very big, deadly muscle-women and enormous huge-ass women and with no prospect of getting out alive, but they don't know it so they frantically try to get as far as they can), the yeehaah rodeo frenzy (where men are chased, felled, tied up, dragged around and then tied into a humiliating butt-kissing position attached to large ladies), the newspaper gantlet (where men must march 100 laps with 20 more newspapers in their clothing every lap without dropping any and, well, without dropping, but with an unexpected pushing-over in the final 5 laps they all fall and fail!), and hang tight (a game where men are pulled off climbing racks and knocked off balancing beams and are then face-sat and smothered to death - there are two male and two female teams and the first full male team to die loses, or was it wins?).

If you ask me to, I could write out the detail of this or send you some similar stories I know of - please do also send me whatever you can

I loooove this stuff!

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K M the kisser or my vastly superior wife's ass !!!!!!