You decided to save Annabelle. Yes, it put all of you at risk of capture, but she was your sister. She'd have done the same if it were her choice.
Once again, Gillian volunteered to scout ahead and find a way into the settlement, but Eleanor wisely pointed out that it would be better to go under the light of the moon, when most of the men would be asleep. You agreed, and Gillian reluctantly promised to go along with it.
Once night fell, the three of you carefully made your way around the settlement to a loose section of the wall surrounding it that could be easily removed for easy access. Once inside, Eleanor calculated that the best approach would be to split up and search the largest tents in the rear of the settlement, which appeared to belong to the leaders. Surely they would get the privilege of hosting any captive Amazons.
You searched your chosen tent, but found nothing but a large store of food and gold. You went to the prearranged meeting point where Eleanor was waiting. She too had found no traces of Annabelle's whereabouts. Gillian had no returned, and you were getting worried. Eleanor recommended leaving, saying that even if the other Amazons were lost, there was enough proof to convince the elders to send the rest of the tribe so that these savages could be dealt with. But you decided to make one final check of the largest and grandest of the tents, because losing three of the tribe's best warriors would not reflect well on your aptitude as a leader.
Inside, the main tent appeared empty, darkness filling the room with an unnatural atmosphere of suspense. Eleanor lost her nerve and said she was leaving with or without you, but when you turned to reply, she was gone. Suddenly, the light of torches illuminated the room, and there, sitting on a bed of furs and straw, was Cleo and a tall, bearded man, holding her and placing his firm hand on her belly. He said his name was Hannibal, and that he was this tribe's king. Suddenly, strong men rushed in and grabbed your arms and legs, forcing you down before you could charge him.
Hannibal laughed, and suddenly it all became clear. He had been waiting for you to come and find him.
Cleo gestured to one of the men to pull aside a curtain, revealing a horrifying sight: Annabelle, Eleanor, and Gillian all being fucked like animals. Annabelle was pinned down by a large dark-skinned man, his penis the size of a great stallion's. He was moving his manhood in and out of her pussy while shoving his tongue down her throat. Eleanor was being spit-roasted while a third man caressed her breasts and prepared to put his own cock inside her. Gillian, in contrast to her sisters, was eagerly stroking two cocks while sucking a third with her mouth, and moving up and down on a fourth. As you watched, the men came closer and closer until finally they all exploded, releasing their semen deep into your sisters. Suddenly, they became as docile and tame as dogs, putting up no further resistance and even holding their captors with tenderness.
Hannibal explained that this was the natural way of things. Once the Amazons mated with men and experienced their power, they became submissive. He added that this was only the beginning: the men would soon find the rest of the tribe, and mate with them, creating a new race that would exterminate the other monsters and spread out to colonize what had once been Earth. The only question left was simple: would you also submit and allow a male child to grow within you?