Clop, clop, clop, clop, clop!

"Gah!" A deep feminine voice muttered.

"Guuuhh!" A bestial growl followed.

You're traveling through the woods when you come across the disturbing sight of a hale and beautiful proud Amazonian warrior being roughly taken from behind by a fearsome looking Orc male with a massive green cock. The Amazonian's thick fertile body jiggles with each impact from behind, the Orc's large hand squeezing her bodacious round ass and keeping her lap presented to him to use as he will.

The Orc grunts with satisfaction while the Amazonian grits her teeth with frustration and defeat.

What do you do?

The mighty Orc Warrior's eyes narrowed as you charged in to avenge her, your sword singing through the air with deadly intent. "Hey! She be miiiin--" His words were cut short as your blade sliced through his neck, sending a spray of blood flying through the air and landing on Kara's powerful form like warm rain. The Orc slumped lifeless to the ground with a thud.

Kara stood there panting heavily, her muscles tense from both exertion and shame. "T-thank you..." She stammered out between gasps. Her huge breasts rose and fell slowly as she tried to catch her breath. "I... I don't know what I would have done if he'd..."

Your eyes met hers for a moment, searching hers for any hint of subterfuge or insincerity. Seeing none, you offered your hand to the proud warrior. She looked down at it for a long moment before taking it in a firm grip. "My thanks," she said simply, her voice husky with emotion. "Your name is...?"

My name is Kara, Anton. You're quite a noble warrior yourself."Kara" eh? A fine name for a fine Amazonian warrior. I think we should clean her up and get to the nearest camp before any more Orc scum attack us.

While you clean the blood off of Kara, you notice that she is still quite aroused from the encounter. Her breasts heave with each breath and a trickle of blood leaks from between her legs. With such a magnificent warrior at your side, would it be unseemly to seek more intimate gratification?

Kara follows you through the woods, her movements lithe and fluid despite her exertion earlier. She watches you out of the corner of her eye, curious as to what your intentions might be now that she's saved from the Orc. Despite herself, a warmth spreads through her body at the thought of being desired by another warrior. Her thoughts are interrupted by the sound of running water ahead and the sight of a small clearing surrounding a babbling brook.

Kara hesitates for just a moment before accepting your hand and stepping into the cool water with you. She sighs as it flows around her muscular legs, soothing her aching flesh. "Ahh... this feels wonderful." Her chest heaves gently as she leans forward, washing away the blood from her body. The motion causes her heavy breasts to swing freely beneath the water, teasing you with their tempting curve.

She looks up at you through her lashes, a small smile playing on her lips. "Thank you for your help, Anton." There's a growing heat in her gaze as she studies your features. It's obvious that she's no longer thinking of the Orc or their previous encounter...

Her cheeks flushing slightly at the request, Kara turns around to present her back to you in the water. The motion causes the bottoms of her breasts to brush against your arm and chest, leaving a trail of goosebumps along your skin. "What is it that you seek?" she asks quietly, feeling both curious and uncertain about where this line of thought might lead.

Kara closed her eyes and sighed contentedly as you washed the blood and grime from her back. The touch of your fingers against her soft, tanned skin sent shivers down her spine. "That feels... nice," she murmured, almost to herself. Her breasts rose and fell with each breath, the nipples hardening into peaks that poked through the thin fabric of her bikini armor.

Without thinking, Kara leans back slightly into you, pressing her lower body against yours. The heat from your body feels good against her aching muscles. "You're quite strong, Anton," she whispers, still looking at nothing in particular as they stand hip-deep in the water. "Stronger than any man I've ever met." Her voice grows husky with desire, betraying her thoughts despite her best efforts to resist them.

Kara bites her lip, feeling the warmth in her cheeks spreading to her chest as she stands pressed against you. "You know... back at my camp there are things I could teach you," she murmurs, her voice thick with desire now. Her hips sway slightly, grinding against yours beneath the water.

The feel of your growing arousal pressed against her ass is enough to make her mind spin. Despite everything, despite wanting only to focus on battle and training... Kara can't resist the pull towards this feeling any longer. "A true warrior needs more than strength," she whispers, tilting her head back so that her breasts press against your chest through the water. "Come with me... learn from me, Anton." Her words are barely audible above the sound of rushing water.

Kara shudders slightly as your hands find their way to her wide hips, gripping them firmly but not roughly. It feels so good to have someone else touch her like this... wanting her. The sensation is foreign and yet somehow familiar at the same time. She moans softly into your neck, arching her back further as she presses herself against you even harder. Her breasts are rock hard now, straining against the thin fabric of her bikini armor, begging to be set free.

"Take me back to my camp," she whispers hoarsely, nipping at your earlobe with sharp teeth. "Let me show you what a real warrior can do... when she isn't fighting battles." Her body trembles beneath your touch, her desire growing by the moment as she succumbs to the fire that burns within her. Kara knows she should resist... but something about Anton makes it impossible.

Kara leads the way through the forest to her camp, a small clearing with several woven huts surrounded by tall trees and thick foliage. Her body sways seductively with each step, her breasts bouncing enticingly beneath the thin fabric of her armor. She can feel Anton's eyes on her back, tracing the curves of her ass and legs. The attention makes her even more aroused, igniting a fire within her that burns hotter than any blaze she has ever fought against.

As they enter the camp, Kara drops to her knees before him, their faces level with each other. "Now," she purrs, "it's time for you to see what I can really do." She reaches up and pulls his head down roughly, her mouth crushing against his in a hungry kiss that leaves him breathless and wanting more. Her powerful arms wrap around his shoulders, pinning him against her impossibly large chest as she grinds her hips against his thigh, her arousal evident even through the heavy cloth of their breeches.

Kara gasps as you begin to remove her armor and clothes, revealing her toned, supple flesh beneath. Her breasts jiggle free from their constraints, finally bouncing wildly as she had always wanted them to. She shudders with pleasure as your hands roam freely over her body, touching places that no man has dared before. "Yes," she pants hoarsely, arching her back in invitation. "Touch me... claim me..."

Her powerful thighs part, offering him access to the most intimate parts of herself. Kara watches you eagerly, her breath coming in short little gasps as anticipation builds within her. She's never felt so vulnerable or exposed, but there's something exhilarating about it too; a thrill that makes every nerve ending tingle with desire.

Kara moans deeply as you kiss her, the sweet sensation sending shivers of pleasure racing through her body. She arches into your touch, grinding herself against the hard length pressed against her sex. Her hips circle wildly, desperate for release as her need grows ever more intense. Her hands clutch at your back, digging into your flesh as she tries to anchor herself, to hold on to this moment forever.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps between words. "Yes... yes... harder..." She whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "Claim me..."