THE FOREST GOD

Elektra, the proud Amazon, walked through the desert for what seemed like æons, until she saw it, a forest. Her helmet in her hand, she continued until she was at the edge. It was a groove of olive trees. "Hello! Is anyone here?"

"Greetings child," came a female voice. Elektra looked to see a woman in a long hooded robe with long raven hair staring at her. Elektra imagined the sight she must have been. Her breastplate, molded around her ample bosom was caked with mud, and the guards on her arms and legs were in no better condition. Her long light brown hair hung in knotted tangles smeared with blood and dirt. Her boots were torn and full of holes. Any exposed areas of her sun-bronzed skin were also covered in mud. "Forgive me..."

"Khaphlela," the woman said.

"I am an Amazon, and my tribe was wiped out battling Scythians, a day ago. I am tired and thirsty."

"Come, child," Khaphlela said, leading the Amazon into the cooling darkness of the forest. They stopped at a small hut, near that was a great fire pit with a life size statue of an unknown god. The robed woman then called out something in a language that Elektra recognized as Pelasgian, but could not understand. Several scantily clad girls came running out and on a nearby table place vessels of water, as well as olives, pomegranates and apples. Elektra looked at them, they were beautiful, but she did not notice the faint glow in their eyes. Being an Amazon, the thought of enjoying other women was not foreign to her.

"Beautiful are they not?" Khaphlela asked, noticing Elektra's gaze being drawn through the sheer robes to the butt of one girl.

"Yes," Elektra responded.

"And obedient," The Pelasgian responded, patting one of the girls on the ass.

Then Elektra looked at the table, and poured herself a cup of water, which was gulped down and followed by several others. She then looked at the food. The heat reduced her appetite greatly. Elektra picked up a pomegranate and ripped it apart, and picked out several seeds, which she dropped into her mouth, then she got up and started looking around. She did not notice the smile on Khaphlela's face.

"You know, that now you have eaten of the food here, you can never leave, unless I choose to release you."

"You lied to me, you're a sorceress!" Elektra shouted. The other woman simply held up her hand, which silenced the Amazon.

"Assuming there are no further outbursts, I will release you in four days, the number of seeds you have eaten. Now, if you wish to bathe, I can have one of the girls take you to one of the pools here."

"Yes, please," Elektra said civilly. Khaphlela clapped her hands, and several girls came running up, knowing exactly as the enchantress wished. As they led Elektra away, Khaphlela started to follow them, when a deep voice boomed.

"Khaphlela!" She looked back at the statue.

"Yes, Master?" The Pelasgian responded.

"This one is good. I will take her personally, after you have bathed her, and cleansed her. Bring her too me!"

"Yes, my Lord," Khaphlela responded, running to catch up to the others.

Elektra was led through the grove until she saw a small waterfall, that ended in two crystal clear pools. "You must not bathe in the one to the right, that is our drinking water." Elektra nodded, and began taking her clothes off.

First came the boots, then the guards on her arms and legs. Khaphlela looked with anticipation, as Elektra began undoing the straps on the breastplate. Minutes later it fell to the ground, leaving Elektra standing in only a leather thong, which she quickly peeled off as well. Elektra was young, and her body still had the soft curves that would eventually be replaced with hard muscles in older Amazons. Her body had been bronzed by years of sun. Slowly Elektra waded into the pool, and Khaphlela could not contain herself, as this was the Pool of Forgetfulness. Elektra would come out remembering nothing of Amazons, and Scythians, of the war and death she had seen throughout her life. The water was up to the girl's neck now and she held her breath and dove under, then surfaced, with a dazed expression on her face and washed out her hair, then dove under, every time she surfaced, this was her first memory. Finally, Khaphlela had enough.

"Elektra!" she shouted, and the girl looked around. "That is your name."

Elektra then swam back to this side of the pool and walked out up to Khaphlela. The water was beaded up on her body, and Khaphlela prayed, "Please, let me have her."

"Very well," the God's voice boomed, "but make her forget when you are done."

"How long have you been here?" Khaphlela asked, pushing the robe of her shoulders, standing naked in front of the pool.

"Forever," Elektra said.

Do you know who you are?"

"My name is Elektra," she said, half guessing.

"Yes, you are Elektra, and you are my lover," Khaphlela said, as she began caressing the Amazon's breast. Elektra responded just as passionately, kissing the Pelasgian hard. He hands wrapped around Khaphlela's back and the Pelasgian slid her hands around behind Elektra and began squeezing her buttocks, bringing a moan from the Amazon. They fell to the ground, and Khaphlela tried to avoid the pool and not shatter the mood at the same time.

The women's tongues battles as Khaphlela slid her hand into Elektra's crotch, caressing her clitoris, as Elektra wrapped her lips around the Pelasgian's breast. Both were coming, then Elektra left a trail of kisses from Khaphlela's breasts to her nether regions, where she began sucking again, leaving Khaphlela screaming again, as the Amazon's tongue wrestled with Khaphlela's clit and Elektra's fingers darted in and out of her ass. "My God!" the Pelasgian screamed followed by several shouts in her own language. Her juices gushed forth onto Elektra's face.

Then Elektra pulled away, and looked Khaphlela in the eyes. She smiles, then laid on her stomach, with he legs spread and her ass pointed to the Pelasgian. Khaphlela almost came at the sight, but then reached out with her hand, her thumb pushing into Elektra's ass, and two fingers into her vagina. She started squeezing and wriggling her fingers, bringing groans from Elektra. Finally, Elektra came spilling her juices into Khaphlela's waiting hands. Khaphlela then spread the warm liquid all over Elektra's ass and the small of her back. Then the looked at each other and smiled.

"Khaphlela, I have waited long enough!" the God's voice boomed again.

"Yes, my Lord," the Pelasgian said, then kissed Elektra one final time and pushed her into the Pool of Forgetfulness, again. Elektra emerged from the pool moments later and looked at Khaphlela.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"I am Khaphlela, and you are Elektra, and we both serve the Forest God. Now follow me, you must be made ready," she said, leading the nude Elektra back to the center of the groove, where the statue of the god stood. The other girls of the forest brought a great bowl filled with olive oil. "Stand here," Khaphlela commanded. She took a cup and filled it with oil and then poured it over Elektra, and rubbed it all over her until every part of her dark flesh glistened. Just looking at her, Khaphlela felt herself grow wet again.

"This is magic oil, which grants you immortality, invulnerability and eternal youth." Khaphlela then looked at the statue. "She is ready my Lord!" Suddenly the statue began to move, and it stepped down from its pedestal, and by the time it reached the ground, it looked just like a human man.

"Elektra, come here!" he boomed. "I am the Forest God and you must serve me now." Elektra had an awed expression on her face as she walked up to the Forest God. Slowly she dropped to her knees and took the God's spectacular length into her mouth. She began sucking and was rewarded a few moments later when the God shot his load into her mouth which she swallowed.

Khaphlela watched with envy and curiosity at what power a God's semen would give the former Amazon. The Elektra fell to the ground and the Forest God laid down on top of her, his member penetrated her, bringing her groans, which became one great orgasm. Finally God pulled out, leaving Elektra still in the through of ecstasy. "My Lord, please take me!" Khaphlela called out. The Forest God looked at her and smiled.

"Khaphlela, you were always my favorite," he boomed. Happily, Khaphlela laid down and she moaned with pleasure as she felt the Forest God's hands caress her rear end. Then he gently parted her globes and pushed himself into her ass. Her pleasure became unimaginable as he started pumping, finally shooting his divine load deep into her. Khaphlela was thrashing in orgasms, long after the Forest God pulled out. She looked up to see him step onto the pedestal and turn back to stone before nodding off into the blissful sleep.

The six Amazons stopped in front of the forest, when the leader, Klamista, climbed off her horse. "Is anyone here?" she called out.

"Yes," asked a raven-haired woman who stepped out of the shadows. Klamista noticed she wore only a robe and spoke with a Pelasgian accent.

"We are Amazons, we believe one of our number came here not to long ago, her name is Elektra."

"She is here. Taking up my hospitality," Khaphlela said. "You are all welcome here, to food, drink and to bathe." The Amazons looked at each other.

"It has been a long time since we last ate," one said.

"And we have been on these horses for days, I would care for a bath," said another.

"Very well," Klamista said, dismounting. "We accept your invitation."

"Then please follow me," Khaphlela said, leading them into the heart of the forest.