Kong Vs. Kiss Amazons

"Absolutely." The queen said with a smile before giving him a kiss on the cheek.

Kong smiled as he snuggled up close to her and drifted off to sleep.

The next few days were a blur of exploring the village, getting to know the inhabitants, and prepping for the consort taking festival, which was looking to be the social event of the year. The three givens were the feast, the festival dance, and the final ceremony. But Kong had the opportunity to make suggestions or organize his own events if he so desired.

The only thing Kong could thing to suggest was a tournament between the amazons, with the winner getting some kind of reward, but he couldn't think of anything he could offer as such without potential overstepping his bounds.

The queen suggested for the winner to receive one of those wonderful massages of his.

Then that would be the reward, although he doubted it would be a prize that the amazons would get excited for.

Finally the fateful day came. First was the tournament. To Kong's surprise it seemed like more than half the tribes warriors were competing and the competition was fierce. The competition itself resembled mud wrestling more than anything else. With the warriors grappling and wrestling, ever ready to take advantage of a quick kiss or a boob smother to throw an opponent off balance. Eventually it was Iris who won. Pinning her final opponent to the floor and fingering them into a stupor.

Kong was admittedly a bit aroused by the display, but he appreciated the show of martial prowess that was involved with it.

Iris bowed to Kong and the queen before laying down on a bed that had been prepared specifically for this occasion. She gave him a big lustful smile as she awaited her reward.

Kong cracked his fingers before he channeled his ki into them and got to work. He started at her feet and slowly worked his way up her muscular body. This time, he was extra careful to not fall into the booby trap the queen had caught him with.

Once he was done, he had her flip over and proceeded to kneading all the stress out of her muscles.

Iris gave him plenty to work with. Her muscles were incredibly tense, but they gradually relaxed under his attentions. A couple of times she tried to tempt him into getting a little more personal with it but Kong resisted. Eventually she stopped trying to tempt him and just focused on letting him work. Moaning and squirming as Kong's fingers worked years of harsh training out of her muscles.

It took longer than he expected, but Kong was eventually able to get all the stress and tension out of Iris' muscles.

As he finished Iris flipped back and sat up. Looking at herself in shock. With all her tension gone she felt like a new woman. "Wow." She said quietly before grabbing Kong's shoulder with a powerful hand and shoving his face between her breasts. "But you didn't really think you'd get away with just a massage did you. Now why don't you show my girls some love. They may not be as big and soft as the queen's but they can still show you a good time." She cooed as she held him in an iron grip.

Kong submissively began to kiss and worship Iris' tits as he grabbed them with both hands and gave them a big squeeze.

Iris broke out into a wide grin. "I can see why you chose to keep him." She jokingly told the queen, loud enough for everyone to hear. She pressed the martial artist a little closer, giving him a few more moments with her boobs before they continued with the festivities.

The man was left in a daze with a blank look on his face after she released him. He eventually managed to shake it off and waited patiently for the next event to begin.

As Kong returned to the queens side she gave him a mischievous smile and a kiss on the cheek. "I may have implied that whoever won your little competition would get to toy with you a little on top of the massage." She whispered as he sat down.

Now was the time for the dance. A band began to play as several amazons took to the center of the festival ground and began to dance in moving circles.

Kong blushed at his queen before he took her hand in his and gave it a squeeze. He then turned his attention to performance.

The performance was impressive and went on for a long while. Just when it seemed things might finally start to wind down a pair of amazons danced out of the crowd, sauntered over to Kong and lifted him into the air. "Oh did I forget to mention. For the grand finale you'll be the stage." The queen giggled as Kong was carried away.

"Yes! Yes, you did!" Kong called back to the queen as he squirmed in the pair's grip. He was wrestling with his instinct to lash out and attack the two women manhandling him.

The queen simply smiled at him. As soon as the reached the center of the dance floor the amazons roughly lay him down and began to dance atop him. Trampling his face and crotch with their soft feet. It wasn't long before they were replaced by another pair of dancers who were replaced again a few moments later, the crowed taking turns stepping on the prone martial in groups of two, three and occasionally four. Some jeered at him about how much he loved being steeped on but they were hard to hear over the hoots and hollers of the crowd.

Despite the pain of being stepped on, Kong thoroughly enjoyed being trampled by the horde of powerful women, to the point that he couldn't help but cum twice over during the show.

Not long after Kong's second climax the dance came to an end. He was scooped up and sat down besides the queen again who made a show of brushing off some of the dirt that now clung to him. "You make a great dancefloor honey." She told him.

"Do I?" Kong groaned wearily as he tried to recover from that ordeal.

"Absolutely." She told him before giving him another kiss on the cheek.

The next event was the perfect opportunity for Kong to recover. It was time for the feast. A great spread of cooked meats and exotic fruits the likes of which Kong had never seen before were placed before them. As they ate several woman that Kong recognized from the last couple days as noteworthy people from throughout the village came to formally congratulate the queen on finding a man worthy of serving as consort.