SCARLETS DOMAIN

The others followed my stare. There was a small group
of women who were different to all the others. For one
thing they were taller. They wore bright steel armour
and a helmet of the same metal which covered their
heads, and had a sharp jutting visor which gave them a
birdlike quality. Below the torso, they wore nothing
but a tight loincloth. Their legs and feet were
completely bare.

"I have seen them only once before," I murmured,
shivering slightly.

"Who are they?" asked Lia. "Are they anything to do
with Ritta?

"Oh yes," I said absently. They are her own personal
retinue. They are the White Guard, and they are the
most fearsome warriors any of you will ever meet, male
or female."

"Oh!" said Pinky. "Is that her?"

In amongst them was the figure of another woman,
completely naked part from a thick black belt which
protected her groin area. At her side was that strange
sword that she called 'Akinak'.

"Yes," I said. "That is our target. That is Ritta the
Tagar!"

"But how are we going to get near her?" asked Lia.

As if in answer to he question, the chatter of female
voices came to us. Crouching low, we manoeuvred to
investigate. Hand in hand, and smiling happily, two
Amazons were walking through the forest in search of
privacy. Having found a suitable spot, they stopped
and took off their helmets.

As they shook their hair free, they ceased to be
warriors and became girls again, losing their fears
for the future in the pleasure of each others company.
The blonde laughed with mischief as her hair cascaded
about her shoulders, while her companion, took her in
her arms, smiling and silencing her laughter with a
kiss.

"Pinky," I said as they removed their armour, "we need
their kit. The bodies are yours!"

Pinky smiled wickedly as he drew his sword and
advanced slowly towards the two lovers. They were
completely unaware, off guard as warriors should never
be, and they were on the ground lost in desire for
each others naked bodies by the time he was within
striking distance.

It was the blonde on her back who saw him first. She
shrieked and pushed her partner off her, as her feet
pushed desperately to make distance from him.

The brunette yelped indignantly, but as she rolled
over, her eyes widened in terror. It was too late for
her. She lay before him, her belly heaving and her
exposed sex still engorged and glistening with lust.
One moment she was staring fearfully at him, and the
next her head was thrown back in a gurgling scream as
Pinky's sword plunged into her stomach. Her belly
spasmed as her muscles tightened around the wound, and
she uttered an agonised groan as Pinkly twisted the
sword before pulling it free.

He had work to do, and already the blonde was on her
feet, running for her life, her breasts quivering with
her motion. Pinky made a dive for her as she bolted,
seizing her ankle and bringing her down.

She yelped as she landed, but it seemed to me that she
was unaware of what had happened. As Pinky had dived
his sword arm had also been outthrust and she had
landed on the blade. Pinky now withdrew the blade from
beneath her body, it's edge sickeningly red.

The girl tried to rise, then screamed in horror. I
could see the pink/grey mass of her innards, slop onto
the leaf-mulch, and she slumped down onto her side,
quivering in shock as she tried to push her leaking
guts back inside.

"One for Comerus!" said Pinky. "Die slowly, pretty
one!"

With that he turned away to devote his attention to
the brunette, who now lay on her back, her breathing
ragged.

She was whimpering, but as Pinky approached, she
seemed to take no notice of him. I realised, with a
shock that she no longer cared what happened to her.
She had already lost something far more valuable to
her than her life. She had lost a comrade and lover.

Pinky dropped down beside her and placed his sword on
the underside of her left breast.

"Two for Comerus," he said thickly as he began to
slice.

She groaned, but that was all. She offered no
resistance as her removed her breast, and held it
aloft like an old sock.

The he dropped his loincloth and took his pleasure
from her.

We walked up to him as he satisfied himself, but by
the time he had finished, she had already gone to a
better place.

I felt sorry for her, sickened by his cruelty, but I
have been hardened through worse cruelty.

"I bet you do that to all the girls!" I said, slapping
him on the rump with the flat of my blade.

Will continue in chapter 8...