Chapter #1- The Traveler

Gloucet had sailed the worlds seas since he was a boy and he had grown strong with the years of hard work. His fighting skills had been honed battling pirates and occasionally by being a pirate. His travels had introduced him to many weapons and fighting styles and he used what he liked and ignored the rest. The spoils of war had served many women up for his cock. His last voyage had begun like many others until the storm arose. Many storms had pummelled his ships over the years but none the likes of this one. For ten days the ship was blown about in the stormy ocean, all trace of navigation was lost, and day after day men died in the chopping seas. On the eleventh day the ship finally broke up, spewing the remaining sailors into the sea. Most drowned in a few minutes, while those that could grab some flotsam drifted with the seas and as they weakened they fell off and died. Gloucet was near unconscious when he drifted onto the beach of a small island. He was almost naked and had only managed to save his prized knife and bow and arrows. He passed out on sand and must have lain there for most of a day when he realized something was dragging him. As he began to clear the cobwebs from his mind he saw two tall dark skinned women tugging at his legs attempting to pull him off the beach. Awake now, he jerked his legs, startling the women who dropped his legs and reached for the short stabbing spears the carried at their sides. Gloucet did not wish to fight these women as they may be able to help him so he puts up his hands in a peace gesture. The two Amazons motion for him to rise and they escort him to their village. They had not noticed his weapons now semi-covered with sand and he says nothing. As they walk he appraises his escorts, both of the brown skinned women appear to be young, twenty to twenty-five, both have long hard legs ending in wide hips. They wore a loin cloth that covers some of their ass and the black curly hair of their pussies. Their waists are slender and the breasts, while not as full as women he has known are still large, pointed shaped mounds with large brown nipples. Both their faces were pretty in a way he, in all his travels had not seen before. They had long black hair that shone in the sunlight. "I won't have to think twice about screwing these babes", he thought.

After a short walk they came into the Amazons camp and the first thing he noticed was the men or rather the lack of them. All he saw were women, some lighter, a few darker, most rather attractive. When he finally did see a male, he got worried. The man was naked, shackled on his legs and was working under the gaze of a whip toting Amazon. He began to notice other men, some light and some dark but all naked, shackled and doing hard labors under the gaze of Amazon guards. The men seemed despondent and lifeless. None of the males had a hint of an erection despite all the semi-nude prime pussy wandering around. His one ray of hope came from spotting several canoes near the edge of the village, at least there was a means of getting off this island.