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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 89
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Orion yawned deeply and fully as he slowly awoke, completely rested from his long sleep.  Stretching his arms over his head, he grinned as he saw his faithful companion Pegasus sleeping deeply, her wings folded neatly over her face to block out the sun rays of early dawn.  Although it was barely light, already the air was stifling as the heat in this part of the world was unrelenting.  Rising from the cool water where he had slept all night, he dried himself quickly and dressed, ready to set out on his search for Ariadne before Pegasus awoke.  Pulling several pomegranates from a low hanging branch, Orion stealthily snuck into the jungle, carefully making sure not to wake the winged horse.  She would definitely try and prevent his journey alone, but where he was going she could not follow.
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Leaving at dawn made travel in the thick jungle difficult as very little light penetrated the full canopy of trees and everything on the forest floor was dim in a hazy steaming green maze.  Hacking through the endless tangles of vines and shrubs, Orion was making slow but steady progress as he traveled into the torrid jungle but the farther he traveled the more difficult the journey became.  By noon, he was completely exhausted as every step forward required him to saw and rip his way through the thicket.  Pausing to rest on a moss covered tree stump, he opened his bag and ripped open the Pomegranate with his hands, hungrily devouring the sweet fruit.
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His chest panting and all of his muscles burning with fatigue, Orion wiped his eyes with the back of his hands as he paused to catch his breath.  He was completely drenched in sweat as the combination of the unbearable heat of the jungle and the difficulty of having to hack every inch forward out of the forest was tremendously exhausting.  Despite the circumstances however, he could not help be awed by the beauty of the place.  Everything appeared to smolder as the heat of the day now brought the humidity of the surrounding dark jungle to a slow simmer.  Mixing with the steam were millions of flowers and blossoming fruit trees in all directions, their delightful scent choking the thick air with an aroma of overpowering sweetness.  Leaning his head against a tree, Orion closed his eyes to rest, his ears filled with the cacophony of jungle birds and insects cawing and buzzing loudly in the still windless air.
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His eyes popped open instantly when he heard the first giggle.  Cupping his ear with his hand, he scoured the darkness around him for the source of the sound.  A female giggle was a sure sign that he was getting closer, and following the noise, it was soon joined by other loud feminine laughter as well as the sounds of splashing water.  Creeping through the underbrush, Orion saw light at the end of the green tunnel as an opening in the endless underbrush lay in front of him.  Crawling low on the mossy moist ground, when he reached the light he smiled as he spied the source of the noise.
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There in front of him was a small pool of water fed by three streams and surrounded on all sides by full palm and heavily laden fruit trees as well as countless flowering bushes.  From his vantage point he could see everything as the pool had formed in a depression in the ground and he was situated in a perfect hiding spot above the pond.  Perfectly shaded from the scorching tropical sun, the deep crystal clear water looked very inviting in the stifling heat, made even more enticing by the five beauties swimming naked in the waters.  Their nubile bodies made even more alluring by the shadows caressing their bodies from the overhanging branches.  
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Seemingly oblivious to his presence, the five girls swam and played vigorously in the water, dunking one another repeatedly under the water.  Orion smiled as he watched countless long shapely legs, or bouncing firm breasts bob out of the pond as they cavorted with each other.  When one particularly well endowed ebony beauty dove to the bottom of the pool, her full delicious ass exited the water and he could not help lick his lips at the thought of feeling those strong thighs and full ass firmly planted on his worshipful face.    Feeling his poor aching and locked cock throb as he watched, he realized that their presence indicated civilization was no doubt nearby so he settled in to watch their girlish swim.  Once they finished, which he hoped would not be for a while, he would then quietly track them back to their village.  Once there, Ariadne was sure to be nearby and those fangs were as good as his.  
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For a sold hour Orion was spellbound by the display as the girls swam and played with one another.  It was a veritable feast of womanly beauty as they showed no shame,  thinking they were alone, and he devoured their delightful display with his hungry eyes.  Unable to control himself, he slowly stroked his cock as he watched their unintended erotic show.   Even though he knew there was no point, as the spell from Artemis locking his balls was strong, the cum in his testicles boiled for release.   Everything was going perfectly as Orion felt he was well hidden until suddenly they all turned and looked at his direction smiling.
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"Well stranger, are you going to just sit there and watch us swim while whacking off like a perve, or are you going get naked and join us?" Zelo smiled as she crooked her finger invitingly.
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Orion blushed when he realized he was discovered midstroke, but unquenched horniness once again overcame reason.  His fully erect cock sprang out violently as he rapidly stripped off and emerged from the thick jungle, diving head first into the waters to join them.   Coming up for air, his grin grew even wider as he felt five pairs of female hands begin to explore and stroke his flesh beneath the surface of the pond. 
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He could not speak but only moan as Zelo placed his hands under her large full breasts and she wrapped her strong thighs around his waist.  Pulling herself close to him she teased his cock which smacked helplessly against her tremendous ass.  
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"Stranger, I think you will be a good plaything for us!" she smirked as her four companions giggled even louder now.  "But before you take us all on, I think you might need some refreshment!"
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Entranced by his unexpected good fortune, his eyes darted all around him as he gazed at so much shapely, naked and dripping wet female flesh around him.  Orion just nodded as he was completely hypnotized by Zelo, who gently guided his hand over her full ripe and erect nipples.  Sighing loudly as he felt them, one of the girls slipped beneath the surface to kiss his cockhead.  Moaning loudly, he gagged when he felt a large black plum suddenly shoved into his mouth.
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"Eat, stranger, EAT!  We want to make sure you have PLENTY of energy!"  Zelo winked as Orion obediently bit into the juicy fruit.  "We are going to make sure you spend every ounce of strength you can muster."
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Feeling the cool juice run down his throat, Orion smirked as he already had visions in his head of the delightful activities ahead of him.  Even though he was denied release, the feel of a woman and taste of her was a wonderful consolation prize.  Removing the plum from his mouth, he began to lean forward to kiss Zelo when he first noticed something was horribly wrong.  Looking around, everything seemed to go in slow motion as the colorful flowers and beautiful skin of his swimming companions appeared to melt into a swirl before his eyes.  His eyes now heavy, Orion was suddenly more exhausted than he had ever been in his life.  Desperate to stay awake, and certainly not wanting to miss out on this erotic adventure, it was a hopeless battle.  Despite a valiant struggle, Orion passed out and now lay floating, naked and erect in the cool water.  
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Zelo, barely able to restrain her laughter, grabbed his cock and kissed the head.  ”It is just TOO easy!” she joked as her companions all broke out into hysterics and began to float their newly captured prey towards the edge of the pool.  
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Back on Olympus, Apollo landed gently on the patio of his great palace and walked towards his own pool as he returned from his visit to Hecate.  There, still recovering from his injuries, was Ares being attended to by several of his Nymphs.  Marta, seeing Apollo land, looked up and smiled as her heart and loins continued to smolder for the sun God.
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Ares shaded his eyes with his hands and laughed as Apollo approached in the bright sun.  ”Well, did you get what you needed from that dried up old bitch Hecate?”
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Scowling, Apollo answered.  ”Well, yes and no.  She said she will give me the blood of Medusa, but she wants me to capture Demetrius for her in exchange.  It is amazing that this little fucker seems to be at the center of EVERYTHING!!!!”
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Growling, Ares nodded.  Still fuming over the idea that this tiny human was Aphrodite’s lover, he had his own burning desire for revenge.  As Ares and Apollo talked, it was obvious that neither were aware of his adventures, and they were both completely clueless about how to proceed.  Overhearing the God’s discussion, Marta spoke up.
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"That plucky human certainly is the talk of Olympus, especially amongst we Nymphs.  Just the other day I was talking to some of Hephaestus’s  Fire Nymphs, and they said that he and Poseidon are also seeking this Demetrius."
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Looking at his servant, Apollo lifted his eyebrows.  ”OH?  Do go on Marta.  I still need to find out where he is.”
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Now realizing that she could provide help to her master, Marta flushed both with pride but also love.  She really did love Apollo, and every night she frigged herself to sleep reliving the image of her God jacking himself off in front of her when she walked in on his private moment.   Her mind racing, she thought that if she helped Apollo now, perhaps they could continue their long delayed tryst.  Reading his face as she spoke, the more information that flowed from her mouth, the bigger the smile that formed on his.
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"Well Lord, from what I understand, Demetrius is right now in Egypt, bringing Europa back to Lord Zeus.  He has earned the favor and admiration of our King, and is under his personal protection."
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"Egypt eh?"  Apollo mused as he stroked his chin.  Turning to Ares he smiled.  "Do you feel like an excursion to Egypt, Ares?  We will have to go in disguise of course, but I know you are always up for cloak and dagger activities!"
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Ares laughed and nodded.  He truly LOVED clandestine fun, and a secret trip to Egypt was right up his alley.  Apollo added with a wink and a tinge of sarcasm “After all, we certainly want to make sure Zeus gets  Europa back safely, and who better than two Gods to help little Demetrius out on his quest?”
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Hearing the two Gods plot, Marta spoke up again.  She and the other nymphs were always listening in on their Divine Lords, and constantly talked amongst themselves.  Anything said in secret usually was overhead by some Nymph or the other, so information always spread quickly amongst their kind.   Demetrius and his adventures, as she had said, was a hot topic amongst the lower ranks of Olympus and constantly discussed, although often things heard were heard wrong.  This was just such a time.
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 “Well Lords, according to some of the other Nymphs I have talked to, I think Poseidon himself has been tasked with helping Demetrius by Lord Zeus himself.  I think one of his Nymphs heard that he has arranged for Demetrius to go Sicily, but she was not exactly sure why.  She thinks, as do many of us, that he is to meet with a Goddess, but no one is sure who.  The information is very sketchy and based on overhead conversations, but Demetrius definitely has the favor of Zeus.”
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"Goddess?  What Goddess?" Ares perked up.  
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Apollo laughed as he turned to face his friend.  ”Aphrodite no doubt!”  Seeing the flash of anger on Ares face as he spoke, and loving the idea of irritating his pompous friend a bit, he added “After all, she seems to enjoy the erotic attentions of this little human even more than YOU old boy!”
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Now Ares was really pissed.  Fuming, he growled “Well, we will see about that!”  Pausing, his face flushed even redder as a sinister smile crept across his mouth.  ”I just had a truly divine inspiration, and I think this will solve BOTH our issues Apollo.”
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Apollo grinned back, anxious to hear what Ares was thinking.  The God of War then laid out his thoughts, and Apollo laughed at the ingenuity of his plan.  Ares suggested that Apollo disguise himself as a merchant, and go to Egypt to pick up Demetrius and Europa once he freed her from the temple.  Once out of Egypt, Apollo could return Europa to Zeus himself, and the King of the Gods would be so grateful (and no doubt busy with Europa) that he would be free to do whatever he wished with Demetrius without interference.  Ares on the other hand would also disguise himself in human form, but his form would be that of Demetrius.  He would go to Sicily himself and service Aphrodite in human form, thus proving to her once an for all that no mere human could compete on an erotic battlefield with a GOD.  As they discussed their plans, Marta grew worried.
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"Lords, this is very dangerous!  You know that by transforming yourselves into human form, your powers are very weakened in that state and you are both putting yourselves in great danger!"
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Cupping his hand under Marta’s chin, Apollo smiled as he kissed her forehead.  ”You worry too much Marta!  Don’t worry about us, we know what we are doing.”  Turning back to Ares, Apollo laughed.  ”Ok fucker, let’s go!  You will have to tell me about the look on Aphrodite’s face when you reveal that her human lover is actually YOU in disguise!”
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Laughing as well, Ares spoke.  ”Same to you Apollo.  I bet the look on poor Demetrius’s face when he realizes that instead of the glorious cooch of Aphrodite on his lips, he now has to suffer under Hecate’s cruel hand, will be equally hilarious!”  Undeterred by Marta’s warnings, both Gods flew into the sky on their respective journeys.  As they flew off, Marta felt her stomach churn as she sensed that this plan will come to a bad end.
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Back in Africa, Orion slowly opened his eyes.  His head was throbbing as he felt like the weight of a thousand elephants were crushing his skull, he started to try and focus his vision and attempted to sit up.  Shockingly, he discovered that he was bound tightly to the ground, stark naked and spread-eagle.  This realization did however clear his head, and the headache dissipated instantly.  His vision now clear, he looked around and realized that not only was he tied completely naked to the ground, but he was surrounded by over one hundred beautiful, and quite ferocious looking women, all with spears, and all focused intensely on his extremely hard erection bobbing between his legs. 
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"What the FUCK!" Orion screamed as he struggled violently and yet hopelessly against his bonds.  
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His sudden outburst did not go unnoticed, and the women now all laughed as his package bobbed and swayed in the air as he squirmed and tried to get away.  ”It seems like our Prey is awake!” Zelo laughed as she approached, her spear lowered and at the ready to inflict death if needed.  ”Goddess Ariadne, may her name ever be praised, will be very happy with our sacrifice!”  Crouching down between his legs, she lowered her spear and lifted his balls on the blunt side of her blade.   Once the tip of her spear touched the underside of his balls, Orion immediately quieted.  ”See how ripe and full his fruit is! Such a big harvest for our Goddess will mean her blessings will pour on us all.  Women hear me, begin the preparations.”
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Orion instantly calmed his rage as he felt the sharp edge of Zelo’s spear touch his skin as anger turned to terror.  Knowing he was captured and could not escape, he stopped struggling and closed his eyes.  Only prayer could help now, and fears filled his stomach.  His mind raced as he worried that his long quest to release his balls would all be for naught as the feel of the steel on his testicles convinced him they were about to be removed.  After a few minutes of silence, he opened his eyes again and saw the crowd of women had crowded around him.  He grew confused when he saw that now they were armed not with spears now but with feathers.  Despite the danger, Orion could not help but throb and writhe as his eyes rapidly darted back and forth over the crowd, his wide open pupils deeply drinking in the glorious image of so many beautiful naked women all looking at him with the tell-tale signs of unbridled ravaging lust.
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Zelo, the obvious leader of these women, turned to address the crowd.  ”This Man will provide our Goddess with a rich harvest of his seed, and he must be prepared.  Remember, do not spill his essence, only coax it to the surface.  Ariadne’s holy pussy grows hungry and must be fed, and we must prepare her feast properly.”  Placing her spear tip down into the dust, Zelo squatted down and brought forth her feather.  
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Orion was transfixed as he viewed her curvy beautiful body so fully and delightfully spread for his desperate eyes.  Unashamed as she squatted in her naked state, her own pussy glistened in the bright light as obviously her arousal was burning on high by this ceremony.  Imagining his tongue running up her strong muscular thighs and over her dripping honey cave, he began to squirm continuously as his own arousal pulsed through his body.  Once the tip of her feather touched the base of his balls and she began to rake its tendrils lightly up and over his full twitching balls, he expelled a huge toe curling gaspy groan from his mouth.  
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His guttural horny moan seemed to be the sign to the others to begin their attack and within seconds every inch of his body was assaulted by hundreds of feathers, each tickling and teasing his quivering flesh and driving him insane with the erotic sensations.  None of this got him off of course as both the lock placed by Artemis, and the teasing intentions of his tormentors prevented it.  This ceremony was meant to arouse only and the women manning the feathers were experts in the art of teasing denial.  His mouth open in continuous laughter and desperate groaning, his cock harder than ever in his life, he was pleasantly shocked when suddenly he felt Zelo’s delicious ripe dripping pomegranate touch his lips.  Immediately instinct took over and Orion began to kiss, lick and suck the pussy on his face with a frighting intensity.   By the sounds of her groans and pants, obviously his efforts were hitting their mark.  All afternoon this ceremony continued until each of the hundred women had had their turn on his overworked nectar glazed mouth.
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All around Orion the smells of sex hung heavy in the air, as the sweet aroma of satisfied pussy permeated everything.  The feather assault was over now, and each of the women now resumed their positions in a circle around his bound body.  Zelo, turning away from Orion and pointing towards a large stone obelisk in the center of the clearing began to chant.
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"Oh great Goddess Ariadne, Queen of heaven and Light. We beseech you to come forth and bless us with your might.  Sky above, earth below, the ground calls out to thee.   Oh great Goddess, full of glory, we beg you hear our plea!"
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The crowd parting like the crash of waves against the prow of a ship cutting through the ocean, Orion struggled to lift his head to see what was happening.  Before the simple stone obelisk, a small crack began to form in the earth and Zelo quickly stepped aside as the gash began to grow.  All of the women, including Zelo, now fell to the ground and prostrated themselves, their noses pushed hard into the dirt, their hands clasped firmly together behind their back.  Fear now gripped Orion as out of the wound in the dirt began to crawl first one, then two, then hundreds of large black spiders.  Crawling all over his body, their tiny hairy legs added to his torment and his cock grew even harder at the feel of thousands tiny insect feet crawling over his flesh.  Adding to his tortures, the spiders opened their mouths and began dripping their venom over his body, the fluid exponentially increasing the teasing sensations all over his flesh.  Unable to see now because of the plethora of insects crawling over his face, his fear grew even larger as he felt the earth begin to undulate under his back.  The great and glorious Ariadne had now arrived.
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Suddenly all of the spiders ran off of his body and Orion was left alone to face the Goddess, the women all continuing to chant face down in the dirt, unwilling to commit the sacrilege of watching Ariadne mate.  Now seeing her in her full glory, Orion felt his blood ice up in panic.  She was both beautiful and horrific at the same time, and his body and mind were conflicted by this revelation.  Standing twenty feet tall, the lower half of her body was that of a black widow spider, the full black shiny shell of her body glinting in the sun.  Her eight legs quivered and jerked as she rapidly came forward, a large red glowing diamond prominently displayed on her back.  
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The horror of the lower half of her body was counter-balanced by the beauty of her top half.  Emerging from the center of her spider body was the beautiful torso of a woman.  Her full large breasts and long black hair caused his cock to throb while his stomach continued to churn in fear.  Her human half had grey blue skin and she looked both etheral and oddly serene as she crawled across the ground towards him.  Her eyes were closed and her mouth turned up as she walked and the expression on her face was an oddly framed smirk.  Reflexively Orion tried to close his legs at her approach but once her long spider legs began to stroke his cock he could not help but sigh and moan appreciatively.  Hearing the sounds of his male arousal, Ariadne popped open her eyes and opened her mouth in a wide toothy smile.
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Now fear truly gripped Orion as her glowing red eyes and huge fanged mouth were quite a sinister and soul chilling sight.  Her long spider legs now gripping his balls, she spoke.
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"Wonderful, just wonderful!!!!!  These shall provide many children for me and are obviously quite full and ready to squirt.  Zelo, I must compliment you on such a handsome and obviously very ripe sacrifice!"  Extending one of her spider legs underneath Orion, she found his ass and began to probe his hole with her claw.  "Oh yes, quite tight!!!!  He will make a wonderful nest for my babies!"  Stroking his rippled abs she continued.  "Yes, a WONDERFUL and quite pretty NEST!"
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Still lying in the dirt, Zelo smiled as she basked in the glowing compliments of her Goddess.  Ariadne now came closer and each of her eight legs began stroking and caressing every inch of the quivering body of Orion.  ”Oh yes yes yes, I shall most enjoy this!  And I see he has been properly prepared!” she grinned as she brought forth her heavy spider body and prepared to mount Orion’s rock hard cock.  
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Orion could do nothing but look on in horror as he saw her spider pussy open and descend onto his helpless, yet very hard, rod.  Feeling the smooth wet hairy warmth engulf him, he screamed, as despite her size, she was incredibly tight.  If he had not been locked by his sacrifice to Artemis, he no doubt would have instantly shot his wad into her, but it was not to be.  
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Feeling his hardness enter her, and experiencing her flesh penetrated by a human penis again, Ariadne shrieked.  Each undulation of her body drove her wilder with desire, and her own orgasms rained down in a torrent with each stroke of her body on her new toy.  As she glowed and screamed in sexual bliss, Orion noticed that she began to slightly, but slowly, transform back into more of a human form.  Ariadne however was too far gone with her own arousal to notice anything, as she was beyond joy since this was the first time ever a man had lasted more than five strokes.   As minutes turned to hours, and hours stretched on all day, Ariadne gasped and panted as continuous waves of pleasure erupted from her body.  Driven to mate, she was shocked that her conquest had not filled her womb yet but was not sad.  To her, this was the most satisfying sexual experience of her life 
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As he was ridden by the Goddess, Orion screamed in both agony and pleasure and eventually passed out.  The sensations of her spider pussy and the teasing venom all over his body was too much for him to take and he finally mercifully succumbed to sleep.  As he drifted into unconsciousness, his tortured mind grew blank as he slept but his cock continued to throb and ache for its rider.  Hour after hour Ariadne rode him, increasingly desperate to milk his seed but also enjoying her long desired human orgasms which flowed like water from her loins.  As night turned to day, she finally collapsed on top of him, fully sated beyond her wildest desires, her human hunger fulfilled.  Laying on top of Orion, her transformation was now complete, and her hideous form was changed back to the glorious beautiful demi-goddess she was before Athena’s curse.  Nuzzling his neck with her nose, she slept deeply on his firm male body, his cock still firmly implanted in her sore but sated pussy.  
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Hours later the strong light and heat of the tropical sun woke Orion, who to his delight now had a beautiful woman sleeping on his chest rather than a monster filling his ass with her eggs.  Feeling him stir beneath her, Ariadne woke, and kissed her human savior.
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"Who ARE you?" she smiled as she looked on him with a feeling of unbridled joy.  She was saved now, saved from spending all eternity as a half-spider half-human monster, and it was this man beneath her, and his eternally hard unmilkable cock who had saved her.  
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Orion smiled and began to tell her of his long journey, his sacrifice of his sexual pleasure to Artemis and his long hunt for Demetrius.  He explained about his encounter with Pythia and the rescue of Grid as well as his capture of the skin of the Griffon and his battle with the furies.  Hearing his incredible tale, Ariadne was amazed at his heroics and ran her human fingers over his chest.  After he completed his story, she slowly pulled her body off of his, causing his amazingly still hard cock to plop out of its satisfied sheath within her and fall with a loud wet thud onto his stomach.  Orion still suffered under the venom of the spiders, and Ariadne could sense his teasing pain.  Clapping her hands, Zelo and the other servants sat up from their long prostration and gazed in amazement at the transformation of their Goddess.
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"Servants!" commanded Ariadne "Hear my command.  Fetch oils and scented waters and bathe this God beneath me.  He has proven himself worthy of our respect, and the venom must be removed."
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Scurrying like ants under a magnifying glass, the women scattered in all directions to prepare the healing salves.  As they left on their quest, Ariadne explained her own situation to Orion, and thanked him once again for saving her from her horrific fate.   Untying him from his bonds, he sat up and stretched his arms.  Taking Ariadne into his arms, he kissed her deeply, cupping her full heaving breasts in his hands.  When Zelo and the others returned, Orion was throughly bathed and scrubbed, all traces of the poisonous venom removed, he was back to normal.  Ariadne continued to gush at her fortunate turn of fate, and stroked Orion’s face as she spoke.
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"Hear me Orion and listen closely.  You are to be rewarded for your service to me."  Holding his cock in one hand and his balls in another she winked.  "I wish I could do something about these, but, I can at least set you on the right path."  Closing her eyes, she peered into the future and sensed where Demetrius could be captured.  "Go to the rocks of Prometheus, there you will find Demetrius and hopefully then you can take him to Artemis and get these babies released!"  Reaching down into the dirt, she picked up an object which glimmered and sparkled in the bright African sun.  It was one of her monstrous fangs that had fallen out of her mouth when she transformed back into her human form and the black surface looked quite forbidding and incredibly sharp.   This had been the object of Orion’s quest and when he saw it, he sighed.  Holding the fang in her hand, Ariadne said "And of course, you will need THIS!"  Grinning mischievously she added  "And wasn’t it more pleasant to fuck it out of me than kill me for it?".
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Orion laughed deeply as she spoke her words,  and as he sighed in relief, to his amazement he heard a loud whinny come from the sky.  Once again Pegasus had found him and come to his rescue.  Landing in the clearing, the winged horse charged over to Orion and licked his face in joy, her long search for her master complete.  Ariadne now placed the fang into a small bag and handed it to him.  ”Well Orion, I guess you must be off now.  I see your ride is here.”  
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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 89

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Orion yawned deeply and fully as he slowly awoke, completely rested from his long sleep.  Stretching his arms over his head, he grinned as he saw his faithful companion Pegasus sleeping deeply, her wings folded neatly over her face to block out the sun rays of early dawn.  Although it was barely light, already the air was stifling as the heat in this part of the world was unrelenting.  Rising from the cool water where he had slept all night, he dried himself quickly and dressed, ready to set out on his search for Ariadne before Pegasus awoke.  Pulling several pomegranates from a low hanging branch, Orion stealthily snuck into the jungle, carefully making sure not to wake the winged horse.  She would definitely try and prevent his journey alone, but where he was going she could not follow.

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Leaving at dawn made travel in the thick jungle difficult as very little light penetrated the full canopy of trees and everything on the forest floor was dim in a hazy steaming green maze.  Hacking through the endless tangles of vines and shrubs, Orion was making slow but steady progress as he traveled into the torrid jungle but the farther he traveled the more difficult the journey became.  By noon, he was completely exhausted as every step forward required him to saw and rip his way through the thicket.  Pausing to rest on a moss covered tree stump, he opened his bag and ripped open the Pomegranate with his hands, hungrily devouring the sweet fruit.

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His chest panting and all of his muscles burning with fatigue, Orion wiped his eyes with the back of his hands as he paused to catch his breath.  He was completely drenched in sweat as the combination of the unbearable heat of the jungle and the difficulty of having to hack every inch forward out of the forest was tremendously exhausting.  Despite the circumstances however, he could not help be awed by the beauty of the place.  Everything appeared to smolder as the heat of the day now brought the humidity of the surrounding dark jungle to a slow simmer.  Mixing with the steam were millions of flowers and blossoming fruit trees in all directions, their delightful scent choking the thick air with an aroma of overpowering sweetness.  Leaning his head against a tree, Orion closed his eyes to rest, his ears filled with the cacophony of jungle birds and insects cawing and buzzing loudly in the still windless air.

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His eyes popped open instantly when he heard the first giggle.  Cupping his ear with his hand, he scoured the darkness around him for the source of the sound.  A female giggle was a sure sign that he was getting closer, and following the noise, it was soon joined by other loud feminine laughter as well as the sounds of splashing water.  Creeping through the underbrush, Orion saw light at the end of the green tunnel as an opening in the endless underbrush lay in front of him.  Crawling low on the mossy moist ground, when he reached the light he smiled as he spied the source of the noise.

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There in front of him was a small pool of water fed by three streams and surrounded on all sides by full palm and heavily laden fruit trees as well as countless flowering bushes.  From his vantage point he could see everything as the pool had formed in a depression in the ground and he was situated in a perfect hiding spot above the pond.  Perfectly shaded from the scorching tropical sun, the deep crystal clear water looked very inviting in the stifling heat, made even more enticing by the five beauties swimming naked in the waters.  Their nubile bodies made even more alluring by the shadows caressing their bodies from the overhanging branches.  

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Seemingly oblivious to his presence, the five girls swam and played vigorously in the water, dunking one another repeatedly under the water.  Orion smiled as he watched countless long shapely legs, or bouncing firm breasts bob out of the pond as they cavorted with each other.  When one particularly well endowed ebony beauty dove to the bottom of the pool, her full delicious ass exited the water and he could not help lick his lips at the thought of feeling those strong thighs and full ass firmly planted on his worshipful face.    Feeling his poor aching and locked cock throb as he watched, he realized that their presence indicated civilization was no doubt nearby so he settled in to watch their girlish swim.  Once they finished, which he hoped would not be for a while, he would then quietly track them back to their village.  Once there, Ariadne was sure to be nearby and those fangs were as good as his.  

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For a sold hour Orion was spellbound by the display as the girls swam and played with one another.  It was a veritable feast of womanly beauty as they showed no shame,  thinking they were alone, and he devoured their delightful display with his hungry eyes.  Unable to control himself, he slowly stroked his cock as he watched their unintended erotic show.   Even though he knew there was no point, as the spell from Artemis locking his balls was strong, the cum in his testicles boiled for release.   Everything was going perfectly as Orion felt he was well hidden until suddenly they all turned and looked at his direction smiling.

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"Well stranger, are you going to just sit there and watch us swim while whacking off like a perve, or are you going get naked and join us?" Zelo smiled as she crooked her finger invitingly.

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Orion blushed when he realized he was discovered midstroke, but unquenched horniness once again overcame reason.  His fully erect cock sprang out violently as he rapidly stripped off and emerged from the thick jungle, diving head first into the waters to join them.   Coming up for air, his grin grew even wider as he felt five pairs of female hands begin to explore and stroke his flesh beneath the surface of the pond.

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He could not speak but only moan as Zelo placed his hands under her large full breasts and she wrapped her strong thighs around his waist.  Pulling herself close to him she teased his cock which smacked helplessly against her tremendous ass.  

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"Stranger, I think you will be a good plaything for us!" she smirked as her four companions giggled even louder now.  "But before you take us all on, I think you might need some refreshment!"

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Entranced by his unexpected good fortune, his eyes darted all around him as he gazed at so much shapely, naked and dripping wet female flesh around him.  Orion just nodded as he was completely hypnotized by Zelo, who gently guided his hand over her full ripe and erect nipples.  Sighing loudly as he felt them, one of the girls slipped beneath the surface to kiss his cockhead.  Moaning loudly, he gagged when he felt a large black plum suddenly shoved into his mouth.

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"Eat, stranger, EAT!  We want to make sure you have PLENTY of energy!"  Zelo winked as Orion obediently bit into the juicy fruit.  "We are going to make sure you spend every ounce of strength you can muster."

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Feeling the cool juice run down his throat, Orion smirked as he already had visions in his head of the delightful activities ahead of him.  Even though he was denied release, the feel of a woman and taste of her was a wonderful consolation prize.  Removing the plum from his mouth, he began to lean forward to kiss Zelo when he first noticed something was horribly wrong.  Looking around, everything seemed to go in slow motion as the colorful flowers and beautiful skin of his swimming companions appeared to melt into a swirl before his eyes.  His eyes now heavy, Orion was suddenly more exhausted than he had ever been in his life.  Desperate to stay awake, and certainly not wanting to miss out on this erotic adventure, it was a hopeless battle.  Despite a valiant struggle, Orion passed out and now lay floating, naked and erect in the cool water.  

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Zelo, barely able to restrain her laughter, grabbed his cock and kissed the head.  ”It is just TOO easy!” she joked as her companions all broke out into hysterics and began to float their newly captured prey towards the edge of the pool.  

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Back on Olympus, Apollo landed gently on the patio of his great palace and walked towards his own pool as he returned from his visit to Hecate.  There, still recovering from his injuries, was Ares being attended to by several of his Nymphs.  Marta, seeing Apollo land, looked up and smiled as her heart and loins continued to smolder for the sun God.

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Ares shaded his eyes with his hands and laughed as Apollo approached in the bright sun.  ”Well, did you get what you needed from that dried up old bitch Hecate?”

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Scowling, Apollo answered.  ”Well, yes and no.  She said she will give me the blood of Medusa, but she wants me to capture Demetrius for her in exchange.  It is amazing that this little fucker seems to be at the center of EVERYTHING!!!!”

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Growling, Ares nodded.  Still fuming over the idea that this tiny human was Aphrodite’s lover, he had his own burning desire for revenge.  As Ares and Apollo talked, it was obvious that neither were aware of his adventures, and they were both completely clueless about how to proceed.  Overhearing the God’s discussion, Marta spoke up.

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"That plucky human certainly is the talk of Olympus, especially amongst we Nymphs.  Just the other day I was talking to some of Hephaestus’s  Fire Nymphs, and they said that he and Poseidon are also seeking this Demetrius."

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Looking at his servant, Apollo lifted his eyebrows.  ”OH?  Do go on Marta.  I still need to find out where he is.”

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Now realizing that she could provide help to her master, Marta flushed both with pride but also love.  She really did love Apollo, and every night she frigged herself to sleep reliving the image of her God jacking himself off in front of her when she walked in on his private moment.   Her mind racing, she thought that if she helped Apollo now, perhaps they could continue their long delayed tryst.  Reading his face as she spoke, the more information that flowed from her mouth, the bigger the smile that formed on his.

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"Well Lord, from what I understand, Demetrius is right now in Egypt, bringing Europa back to Lord Zeus.  He has earned the favor and admiration of our King, and is under his personal protection."

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"Egypt eh?"  Apollo mused as he stroked his chin.  Turning to Ares he smiled.  "Do you feel like an excursion to Egypt, Ares?  We will have to go in disguise of course, but I know you are always up for cloak and dagger activities!"

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Ares laughed and nodded.  He truly LOVED clandestine fun, and a secret trip to Egypt was right up his alley.  Apollo added with a wink and a tinge of sarcasm “After all, we certainly want to make sure Zeus gets  Europa back safely, and who better than two Gods to help little Demetrius out on his quest?”

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Hearing the two Gods plot, Marta spoke up again.  She and the other nymphs were always listening in on their Divine Lords, and constantly talked amongst themselves.  Anything said in secret usually was overhead by some Nymph or the other, so information always spread quickly amongst their kind.   Demetrius and his adventures, as she had said, was a hot topic amongst the lower ranks of Olympus and constantly discussed, although often things heard were heard wrong.  This was just such a time.

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“Well Lords, according to some of the other Nymphs I have talked to, I think Poseidon himself has been tasked with helping Demetrius by Lord Zeus himself.  I think one of his Nymphs heard that he has arranged for Demetrius to go Sicily, but she was not exactly sure why.  She thinks, as do many of us, that he is to meet with a Goddess, but no one is sure who.  The information is very sketchy and based on overhead conversations, but Demetrius definitely has the favor of Zeus.”

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"Goddess?  What Goddess?" Ares perked up.  

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Apollo laughed as he turned to face his friend.  ”Aphrodite no doubt!”  Seeing the flash of anger on Ares face as he spoke, and loving the idea of irritating his pompous friend a bit, he added “After all, she seems to enjoy the erotic attentions of this little human even more than YOU old boy!”

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Now Ares was really pissed.  Fuming, he growled “Well, we will see about that!”  Pausing, his face flushed even redder as a sinister smile crept across his mouth.  ”I just had a truly divine inspiration, and I think this will solve BOTH our issues Apollo.”

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Apollo grinned back, anxious to hear what Ares was thinking.  The God of War then laid out his thoughts, and Apollo laughed at the ingenuity of his plan.  Ares suggested that Apollo disguise himself as a merchant, and go to Egypt to pick up Demetrius and Europa once he freed her from the temple.  Once out of Egypt, Apollo could return Europa to Zeus himself, and the King of the Gods would be so grateful (and no doubt busy with Europa) that he would be free to do whatever he wished with Demetrius without interference.  Ares on the other hand would also disguise himself in human form, but his form would be that of Demetrius.  He would go to Sicily himself and service Aphrodite in human form, thus proving to her once an for all that no mere human could compete on an erotic battlefield with a GOD.  As they discussed their plans, Marta grew worried.

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"Lords, this is very dangerous!  You know that by transforming yourselves into human form, your powers are very weakened in that state and you are both putting yourselves in great danger!"

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Cupping his hand under Marta’s chin, Apollo smiled as he kissed her forehead.  ”You worry too much Marta!  Don’t worry about us, we know what we are doing.”  Turning back to Ares, Apollo laughed.  ”Ok fucker, let’s go!  You will have to tell me about the look on Aphrodite’s face when you reveal that her human lover is actually YOU in disguise!”

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Laughing as well, Ares spoke.  ”Same to you Apollo.  I bet the look on poor Demetrius’s face when he realizes that instead of the glorious cooch of Aphrodite on his lips, he now has to suffer under Hecate’s cruel hand, will be equally hilarious!”  Undeterred by Marta’s warnings, both Gods flew into the sky on their respective journeys.  As they flew off, Marta felt her stomach churn as she sensed that this plan will come to a bad end.

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Back in Africa, Orion slowly opened his eyes.  His head was throbbing as he felt like the weight of a thousand elephants were crushing his skull, he started to try and focus his vision and attempted to sit up.  Shockingly, he discovered that he was bound tightly to the ground, stark naked and spread-eagle.  This realization did however clear his head, and the headache dissipated instantly.  His vision now clear, he looked around and realized that not only was he tied completely naked to the ground, but he was surrounded by over one hundred beautiful, and quite ferocious looking women, all with spears, and all focused intensely on his extremely hard erection bobbing between his legs.

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"What the FUCK!" Orion screamed as he struggled violently and yet hopelessly against his bonds.  

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His sudden outburst did not go unnoticed, and the women now all laughed as his package bobbed and swayed in the air as he squirmed and tried to get away.  ”It seems like our Prey is awake!” Zelo laughed as she approached, her spear lowered and at the ready to inflict death if needed.  ”Goddess Ariadne, may her name ever be praised, will be very happy with our sacrifice!”  Crouching down between his legs, she lowered her spear and lifted his balls on the blunt side of her blade.   Once the tip of her spear touched the underside of his balls, Orion immediately quieted.  ”See how ripe and full his fruit is! Such a big harvest for our Goddess will mean her blessings will pour on us all.  Women hear me, begin the preparations.”

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Orion instantly calmed his rage as he felt the sharp edge of Zelo’s spear touch his skin as anger turned to terror.  Knowing he was captured and could not escape, he stopped struggling and closed his eyes.  Only prayer could help now, and fears filled his stomach.  His mind raced as he worried that his long quest to release his balls would all be for naught as the feel of the steel on his testicles convinced him they were about to be removed.  After a few minutes of silence, he opened his eyes again and saw the crowd of women had crowded around him.  He grew confused when he saw that now they were armed not with spears now but with feathers.  Despite the danger, Orion could not help but throb and writhe as his eyes rapidly darted back and forth over the crowd, his wide open pupils deeply drinking in the glorious image of so many beautiful naked women all looking at him with the tell-tale signs of unbridled ravaging lust.

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Zelo, the obvious leader of these women, turned to address the crowd.  ”This Man will provide our Goddess with a rich harvest of his seed, and he must be prepared.  Remember, do not spill his essence, only coax it to the surface.  Ariadne’s holy pussy grows hungry and must be fed, and we must prepare her feast properly.”  Placing her spear tip down into the dust, Zelo squatted down and brought forth her feather.  

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Orion was transfixed as he viewed her curvy beautiful body so fully and delightfully spread for his desperate eyes.  Unashamed as she squatted in her naked state, her own pussy glistened in the bright light as obviously her arousal was burning on high by this ceremony.  Imagining his tongue running up her strong muscular thighs and over her dripping honey cave, he began to squirm continuously as his own arousal pulsed through his body.  Once the tip of her feather touched the base of his balls and she began to rake its tendrils lightly up and over his full twitching balls, he expelled a huge toe curling gaspy groan from his mouth.  

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His guttural horny moan seemed to be the sign to the others to begin their attack and within seconds every inch of his body was assaulted by hundreds of feathers, each tickling and teasing his quivering flesh and driving him insane with the erotic sensations.  None of this got him off of course as both the lock placed by Artemis, and the teasing intentions of his tormentors prevented it.  This ceremony was meant to arouse only and the women manning the feathers were experts in the art of teasing denial.  His mouth open in continuous laughter and desperate groaning, his cock harder than ever in his life, he was pleasantly shocked when suddenly he felt Zelo’s delicious ripe dripping pomegranate touch his lips.  Immediately instinct took over and Orion began to kiss, lick and suck the pussy on his face with a frighting intensity.   By the sounds of her groans and pants, obviously his efforts were hitting their mark.  All afternoon this ceremony continued until each of the hundred women had had their turn on his overworked nectar glazed mouth.

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All around Orion the smells of sex hung heavy in the air, as the sweet aroma of satisfied pussy permeated everything.  The feather assault was over now, and each of the women now resumed their positions in a circle around his bound body.  Zelo, turning away from Orion and pointing towards a large stone obelisk in the center of the clearing began to chant.

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"Oh great Goddess Ariadne, Queen of heaven and Light. We beseech you to come forth and bless us with your might.  Sky above, earth below, the ground calls out to thee.   Oh great Goddess, full of glory, we beg you hear our plea!"

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The crowd parting like the crash of waves against the prow of a ship cutting through the ocean, Orion struggled to lift his head to see what was happening.  Before the simple stone obelisk, a small crack began to form in the earth and Zelo quickly stepped aside as the gash began to grow.  All of the women, including Zelo, now fell to the ground and prostrated themselves, their noses pushed hard into the dirt, their hands clasped firmly together behind their back.  Fear now gripped Orion as out of the wound in the dirt began to crawl first one, then two, then hundreds of large black spiders.  Crawling all over his body, their tiny hairy legs added to his torment and his cock grew even harder at the feel of thousands tiny insect feet crawling over his flesh.  Adding to his tortures, the spiders opened their mouths and began dripping their venom over his body, the fluid exponentially increasing the teasing sensations all over his flesh.  Unable to see now because of the plethora of insects crawling over his face, his fear grew even larger as he felt the earth begin to undulate under his back.  The great and glorious Ariadne had now arrived.

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Suddenly all of the spiders ran off of his body and Orion was left alone to face the Goddess, the women all continuing to chant face down in the dirt, unwilling to commit the sacrilege of watching Ariadne mate.  Now seeing her in her full glory, Orion felt his blood ice up in panic.  She was both beautiful and horrific at the same time, and his body and mind were conflicted by this revelation.  Standing twenty feet tall, the lower half of her body was that of a black widow spider, the full black shiny shell of her body glinting in the sun.  Her eight legs quivered and jerked as she rapidly came forward, a large red glowing diamond prominently displayed on her back.  

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The horror of the lower half of her body was counter-balanced by the beauty of her top half.  Emerging from the center of her spider body was the beautiful torso of a woman.  Her full large breasts and long black hair caused his cock to throb while his stomach continued to churn in fear.  Her human half had grey blue skin and she looked both etheral and oddly serene as she crawled across the ground towards him.  Her eyes were closed and her mouth turned up as she walked and the expression on her face was an oddly framed smirk.  Reflexively Orion tried to close his legs at her approach but once her long spider legs began to stroke his cock he could not help but sigh and moan appreciatively.  Hearing the sounds of his male arousal, Ariadne popped open her eyes and opened her mouth in a wide toothy smile.

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Now fear truly gripped Orion as her glowing red eyes and huge fanged mouth were quite a sinister and soul chilling sight.  Her long spider legs now gripping his balls, she spoke.

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"Wonderful, just wonderful!!!!!  These shall provide many children for me and are obviously quite full and ready to squirt.  Zelo, I must compliment you on such a handsome and obviously very ripe sacrifice!"  Extending one of her spider legs underneath Orion, she found his ass and began to probe his hole with her claw.  "Oh yes, quite tight!!!!  He will make a wonderful nest for my babies!"  Stroking his rippled abs she continued.  "Yes, a WONDERFUL and quite pretty NEST!"

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Still lying in the dirt, Zelo smiled as she basked in the glowing compliments of her Goddess.  Ariadne now came closer and each of her eight legs began stroking and caressing every inch of the quivering body of Orion.  ”Oh yes yes yes, I shall most enjoy this!  And I see he has been properly prepared!” she grinned as she brought forth her heavy spider body and prepared to mount Orion’s rock hard cock.  

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Orion could do nothing but look on in horror as he saw her spider pussy open and descend onto his helpless, yet very hard, rod.  Feeling the smooth wet hairy warmth engulf him, he screamed, as despite her size, she was incredibly tight.  If he had not been locked by his sacrifice to Artemis, he no doubt would have instantly shot his wad into her, but it was not to be.  

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Feeling his hardness enter her, and experiencing her flesh penetrated by a human penis again, Ariadne shrieked.  Each undulation of her body drove her wilder with desire, and her own orgasms rained down in a torrent with each stroke of her body on her new toy.  As she glowed and screamed in sexual bliss, Orion noticed that she began to slightly, but slowly, transform back into more of a human form.  Ariadne however was too far gone with her own arousal to notice anything, as she was beyond joy since this was the first time ever a man had lasted more than five strokes.   As minutes turned to hours, and hours stretched on all day, Ariadne gasped and panted as continuous waves of pleasure erupted from her body.  Driven to mate, she was shocked that her conquest had not filled her womb yet but was not sad.  To her, this was the most satisfying sexual experience of her life

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As he was ridden by the Goddess, Orion screamed in both agony and pleasure and eventually passed out.  The sensations of her spider pussy and the teasing venom all over his body was too much for him to take and he finally mercifully succumbed to sleep.  As he drifted into unconsciousness, his tortured mind grew blank as he slept but his cock continued to throb and ache for its rider.  Hour after hour Ariadne rode him, increasingly desperate to milk his seed but also enjoying her long desired human orgasms which flowed like water from her loins.  As night turned to day, she finally collapsed on top of him, fully sated beyond her wildest desires, her human hunger fulfilled.  Laying on top of Orion, her transformation was now complete, and her hideous form was changed back to the glorious beautiful demi-goddess she was before Athena’s curse.  Nuzzling his neck with her nose, she slept deeply on his firm male body, his cock still firmly implanted in her sore but sated pussy.  

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Hours later the strong light and heat of the tropical sun woke Orion, who to his delight now had a beautiful woman sleeping on his chest rather than a monster filling his ass with her eggs.  Feeling him stir beneath her, Ariadne woke, and kissed her human savior.

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"Who ARE you?" she smiled as she looked on him with a feeling of unbridled joy.  She was saved now, saved from spending all eternity as a half-spider half-human monster, and it was this man beneath her, and his eternally hard unmilkable cock who had saved her.  

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Orion smiled and began to tell her of his long journey, his sacrifice of his sexual pleasure to Artemis and his long hunt for Demetrius.  He explained about his encounter with Pythia and the rescue of Grid as well as his capture of the skin of the Griffon and his battle with the furies.  Hearing his incredible tale, Ariadne was amazed at his heroics and ran her human fingers over his chest.  After he completed his story, she slowly pulled her body off of his, causing his amazingly still hard cock to plop out of its satisfied sheath within her and fall with a loud wet thud onto his stomach.  Orion still suffered under the venom of the spiders, and Ariadne could sense his teasing pain.  Clapping her hands, Zelo and the other servants sat up from their long prostration and gazed in amazement at the transformation of their Goddess.

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"Servants!" commanded Ariadne "Hear my command.  Fetch oils and scented waters and bathe this God beneath me.  He has proven himself worthy of our respect, and the venom must be removed."

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Scurrying like ants under a magnifying glass, the women scattered in all directions to prepare the healing salves.  As they left on their quest, Ariadne explained her own situation to Orion, and thanked him once again for saving her from her horrific fate.   Untying him from his bonds, he sat up and stretched his arms.  Taking Ariadne into his arms, he kissed her deeply, cupping her full heaving breasts in his hands.  When Zelo and the others returned, Orion was throughly bathed and scrubbed, all traces of the poisonous venom removed, he was back to normal.  Ariadne continued to gush at her fortunate turn of fate, and stroked Orion’s face as she spoke.

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"Hear me Orion and listen closely.  You are to be rewarded for your service to me."  Holding his cock in one hand and his balls in another she winked.  "I wish I could do something about these, but, I can at least set you on the right path."  Closing her eyes, she peered into the future and sensed where Demetrius could be captured.  "Go to the rocks of Prometheus, there you will find Demetrius and hopefully then you can take him to Artemis and get these babies released!"  Reaching down into the dirt, she picked up an object which glimmered and sparkled in the bright African sun.  It was one of her monstrous fangs that had fallen out of her mouth when she transformed back into her human form and the black surface looked quite forbidding and incredibly sharp.   This had been the object of Orion’s quest and when he saw it, he sighed.  Holding the fang in her hand, Ariadne said "And of course, you will need THIS!"  Grinning mischievously she added  "And wasn’t it more pleasant to fuck it out of me than kill me for it?".

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Orion laughed deeply as she spoke her words,  and as he sighed in relief, to his amazement he heard a loud whinny come from the sky.  Once again Pegasus had found him and come to his rescue.  Landing in the clearing, the winged horse charged over to Orion and licked his face in joy, her long search for her master complete.  Ariadne now placed the fang into a small bag and handed it to him.  ”Well Orion, I guess you must be off now.  I see your ride is here.”  

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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 88
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Time seemed to stand still in the bath of Sethoset on her pleasure barge as it lazily began it’s journey up the Nile.  Standing dumbfounded in the center of the room, surrounded by over twenty naked beautiful slaves all bathing the body of their equally naked and gorgeous princess, Demetrius felt his heart race as he tried to clear the fog in his mind.  The hit on his head had his skull throbbing and his brain could not concentrate.  Trying desperately to remember the invisibility spell, he turned the ring frantically on his hand as he tried to cough out the right words to cloak his form.
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“Nephus colum, epranto balorum?” he croaked, realizing as the sounds left his mouth that these words were wrong.
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As he stood stark naked in front of the crowd, no one spoke for what seemed like hours but in reality were just a few moments.  Other than the frantic mumbling of Demetrius, and the breathy inhales of the increasingly aroused female witnesses, the only other noise that could be heard in the stifling heat was the soft undulating waves of the Nile as they slapped against the side of the ship.  Sethoset too was silent and astonished as the strange sensations of her own arousal both frightened and delighted her.  Looking at the firm glowing young masculine flesh standing nude before her, her glorious ruby nipples ripened into full blossom as they stiffened at the sight.  Beneath the warm milky bathwater, her delicate flower opened and began to release its honey into the water.  At the end of her tub, her feet poked up through the liquid and began to rub against themselves as her toes wriggled in the first wave of arousal sweeping over her body like a typhoon.  Just this one glance at Demetrius had the Princess completely swept away as for the first time in her life she finally viewed a male form worthy of her erotic attention.
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Eventually the chief guard seemed to awaken from the erotic spell Demetrius had woven and unsheathed her sword and began to rush forward, her deadly mission to quickly separate the head of this intruder from his handsome body.  Just inches from her intended victim, sword held high in the air, Sethoset sat up in her bath and cried out.
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“STOP!!!!  Sheathe your sword faithful servant!  This man pleases us!”  Grinning now at her new property, she could not help but slip her delicate hands beneath the surface of her bath and stroke her inner thigh, imagining that it was Demetrius’s tongue instead of her own fingers.  Standing up now, the warm milk dripping off of her full breasts, her smokey gazed studied his body carefully as she exited her bath.   Staring at him with a startling intensity, her large brown eyes opened wide as she looked him up and down, and their gazes met.  Now with his head no longer throbbing, the distraction of her overwhelming gorgeous nudity made it impossible  to concentrate hard enough to remember the spell.  Seeing her hand shyly reach out for his body, he inhaled hard as he felt his head grow light.
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“Careful your majesty!!!” her chief guard called out.  “He might be dangerous!” Motioning  to the other guards, they all instantly sprang into action as they had been trained since birth to protect the princess with their lives.  Demetrius yelped in shock as he was quickly chained to the center post, his hands now strung up over his head, his whole body completely exposed and helpless.  So fast were these women, he had no chance to react, and being so completely surprised by their sudden assault, they subdued him with minimal effort.  Sighing, Demetrius now realized that his window of opportunity for escape had closed as even if he could remember the chant to become invisible, it would not help him as he was now firmly bound to the post.  His ankles were shackled also, and he was spread wide.  Now completely exposed, to the delight of all of the women everything he had swung free and loose, especially his full ripe balls.  All were enthralled at this delightful sight, Sethoset most of all.  
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Ignoring her servants warnings, Sethoset placed her left hand on Demetrius’s chest and sighed.  Feeling his strong pectoral muscles quivering under her palm made her even wetter, and since she had never touched a man, much less such a handsome and naked one as Demetrius, the feel of his hot flesh under her own had her gushing like a waterfall.  Surprised and delighted by the hot sensations pulsing through her womb, she looked down as the milk dripped off of her hand and struck his body.
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Europa’s cream boiled and steamed into a mist the instant it hit his flesh, like water splattering on burning coals in a furnace.  So strong was the curse of Aphrodite, even the milk of Zeus’s concubine lusted after his flesh.  Seeing the steam rising off of Demetrius, Sethoset exclaimed excitedly.
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“Look, Look my faithful servants LOOK!  An unmistakeable sign from the great Goddess  Sekhmet herself!!  Now the prophecy is complete!”
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“Prophecy?” her chief guard asked as she eyed the bound and naked Demetrius suspiciously but also with her own growing arousal.  
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“Yes, Prophecy!” Sethoset continued.  “From the misty sea emerges, a form so pure and strong, His muscles all protuding, his manbits thick and long.  From the North wind comes the vision,  your long wait at an end.  The man who steams in morning your charms his task to win!”
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Sethoset moaned as another wave of arousal swept over her body and she wobbled on her feet as she quivered.  Still unused to such sensations, she was nervous as no man had ever touched her divine flesh.  The Priestess of Sekhmet had given her the prophecy and although the steam from the milk, as well as the incredible naked handsome body of this man suddenly appearing in her bath seemed to fulfill it, a lingering doubt remained in the Princess’s mind.   She was incredibly horny and willing, but worried about being duped.  Although he looked the part, there was no telling whether he would be able to satisfy her tremendously extravagant appetites as a beautiful form was no guarantee of a talented lover.  If she allowed a man’s flesh to worship her body, he MUST be the most divine lover on earth as no less would be acceptable.  She could not have known how fate shined on her that day, but as she opened her mouth and spoke her next words, every guard and servant in the room beamed in unbridled glee.
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For Demetrius, the feel of the cream on his skin was heavenly and he moaned appreciatively as the liquid teased and tickled his flesh.  Vibrating and pulsating, Europa’s milk caused his flesh to warm as he felt the liquid silk pass down his body.  Forming into rivulets, the white thick cream pulsed and teased him before dripping onto the floor, leaving the poor boy even hornier than he already had been.   Europa was a lusty girl, and despite having been transformed into a cow, her desires still infused her milk.  Once having lain with Zeus, she was insatiable as was her harvested milk.
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“Faithful servant, we have decided to accept this gift from the Gods as our toy.  Before we allow his flesh to touch our divine skin, he must be prepared.  Bathe his body in this milk, caress his man bits  in precious oils so that he may be acceptable to our sight.  Most important however, we must be assured that this man is worthy of our attention.  Being unknown in the ways of love, we need to be sure that his skills are worthy of a Princess and Goddess.”
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The chief guard, her own nipples now lewdly protruding through her think silky dress, smiled.  “Your majesty, may I suggest that you allow ME to test this boy out?  I will be able to tell your divinity whether his skills are worthy of your attentions.”  Smug and self satisfied, the guard waited hopefully  for the Princess’s response.  Having being given to the royal court as an infant, she too was unknown by man, but the sight of Demetrius had awakened an uncontrollable flame in her loins only he could quench.
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Cocking her head to one side, the princess continued to study the bound body of Demetrius and pondered.  Turning to her chief guard, she shook her head.  “No faithful servant, that will not be enough.  You too are unknown by man so are no judge of a lover’s skills.”  Turning now to look at her naked slaves, all staring intensely at the man before them and openly drooling, the Princess smiled.  “No, the answer is right before us!  Slaves, listen to your Goddess, who among you have been known by man?” 
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Every hand went up and the Princess nodded.  “Yes, as I thought.  And again, who among you would be willing to test the skills of our new property?”
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Now the hands shot to the ceiling in wild waves of frenzy.  Each girl now seeing a potential end to their imposed chaste life they churned in desire at the opportunity.  As each were growing wetter and hotter looking at Demetrius, every slave wanted to be the one to experience the feel of his perfect male flesh upon their lustful womanly bodies once again.
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“Our will shall now be announced.  This divine gift shall be put to the test.  For the two week trip to Luxor, he shall be at the erotic command of every female slave on this barge. They shall test him to the fullest and put his skills to the ultimate challenge.   If all females on this barge find him a worthy lover then he will be allowed access to my person.  His seed however shall not be spilled, that is reserved ONLY for me!  If he meets this challenge then we will know that he is the man predicted by the prophecy of Sekhmet.  If he does NOT however, his head shall be thrown into the Nile.”  
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Having made her decision, the Princess turned and walked towards her bedroom.  “If he survives, I shall take him myself in the temple of Sekhmet when we arrive in Luxor.  So let it be written, so let it be DONE!”  Disappearing through the thick pink curtain of her chambers, the silence of the room was deafening as she exited.
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The delight from just moments earlier now turned to concern.  There were over two hundred horny naked slaves on this ship and all would no doubt be desperate to have Demetrius service and please them after so many years without the feel of a man’s touch on their body.  That ANY man could please all these girls, so aroused and lustful after so much denial, while retaining his seed seemed impossible.  The concern in the room however quickly subsided as the princess left and every female eye in the room turned to stare hungrily at the chained body of their male prey.  Knowing that the man before him faced almost certain death, the chief of the guards was startled that his face showed no fear, but instead his mouth was curled into a bemused smirk.
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Back in the Greek world, Zeus landed on the surface of the sea and began to sink to the ocean floor.  He was on his mission to see Amphrite to ask her to retrieve Hera’s ruby, and he pondered what he was going to say as he sunk beneath the waves.  Seeing the great blue/green palace of Poseidon and Amphrite before him, when he knocked on the enormous pearl doors they opened, the servant inside nearly fainting in fright.  Seeing Zeus, King of the Gods, suddenly and unexpectedly appear on the doorstep was a definitely awesome and overwhelming sight.
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Stuttering and groveling as Zeus barged into the main hall of the palace, the servant of Poseidon grew worried as he knew that his master and mistress were quite occupied in their bedroom.  Locked away for weeks now, Amphrite had been riding poor Posiedon’s sore jaw all day every day since tricking him into being chained to the bed by the promise of a threesome with Pethio.   His tongue aching and his face coated with her thick honey, over the weeks he had eaten more pussy than he ever had in his thousands of years of existence.  The servant tried to distract Zeus and delay him, but no one, much less a lowly servant would slow the King of the Gods on his mission.  Looking down at the stuttering servant beneath him he spoke.  “Where is Amphrite?”
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Amphrite was occupied in her bedroom as she delighted both at her husband’s new skills and her new power over him.  Still wanting vengeance for his refusal to savor her charms for so long, she laughed and writhed her sweet ass over his nose as she trembled through yet another orgasm flooding from her body.  “Oh you are getting much better Husband!  After a few years, you might be as just as good as Demetrius!!!” she cackled as she tormented and taunted him by reminding Posiedon of her human lover.
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She had discovered over these days, quite to her surprise, that every time she mentioned how much she enjoyed Demetrius’s manly skills on her body, Posiedon’s cock grew harder.  Being humiliated by his wife in this manner seemed to excited his cock while simultaneously filling his mind with burning rage.  To her great delight, the more she taunted him the more furious he grew and the better and faster he licked, sucked and worshipped her pussy.  Her throat moaning uncontrollably by this delightful situation, Amphrite found herself caught in an unending loop of non-stop blissful release.
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Giggling as the warm afterglow of yet another orgasm retracted from her fleshy shores, Amphrite fell forward and nuzzled her face next to the blue balls of Poseidon.    Throbbing and desperate the God shuddered as his wife, with delicate and deliberate concentration, slowly ran her tongue up one side of his shaft, lazily over his cock head and down the other.  
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“Mmmmmmm!  You taste so good husband, almost as good as Demetrius!”  Blowing lightly over his quivering weeping cock, she smiled as it spasmed and throbbed, reaching out towards her like a sunflower greeting the dawn.  “Do you want to turn in your “earnings” now for a proper blowjob, or shall you keep building up your account?”
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Poseidon, his jaw aching and his face saturated in his wife’s golden honey pondered his options.  He had lost count of how many orgasms he had coaxed out of her gorgeous body, but the ache in his balls had left him goofy headed.  He knew the number was well into the  hundreds, and he thought maybe now was the time for him to cash those in for licks.  He was so hungry for release he really did not think he could go on much longer, so nodding vigorously he tried to speak.  Amphrite’s creamy thighs had his cheeks trapped, so he could only mumble his agreement through her curvy fleshy ass, but as she felt him nodding, she smirked.
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“Great! And because I am feeling generous, I will let that last lick I just gave you be a freebie!” she laughed as she shifted forward and held her mouth millimeters away from his anxious cock.  Gripping his balls in her right hand, she casually began running tiny circle eights over his dangly bits while her hot tongue touched the base of his shaft.  To Poseidon’s horror and adding to his desperation, it took her nearly fifteen seconds to move up his cock, over its head and down the other side.  She was purposefully going so slowly as to not give him enough stimulation to cum, but more than enough to drive him insane.  When she finished, she laughed as she sat up and cried out.  “That’s ONE!”
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Poseidon now began to thrash, his fury rising in his body like an angry volcano.  This was unfair!  He had done his duty, he had worshipped her pussy like she wanted, and now to be denied his earned release through this trickery was the height of injustice.  The rage at his dilemma surged through his flesh and radiated off of him in waves of scorching heat.  His protests  only caused Amphrite to giggle louder as she wriggled on top of his angry body twitching in horny impotent rage.  Gripping his balls firmly in her hands, he instantly calmed as she spoke.  “You think I am a bitch now Poseidon?  Well, you have NO IDEA what a bitch I can be if i want to.  You have much to atone for.  I guess you are probably sorry you said I was too FISHY for you!  Well, payback’s a bitch is it not!”
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Hearing his pitiful whimper between her thighs she smiled.  Looking between her husband’s legs bound beneath her, she gripped the horn of Keto and removed it from its ominous placement right on the edge of his ass.  Holding it in her hands, she rolled off of Poseidon and glared down into his desperate eyes as she toyed with the dildo in her hand.  “Tell you what Husband, I am feeling generous today.  Since you do not like HOW I am sucking you off, why don’t you show me.  Show me on the horn.”
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Poseidon’s face turned red as this humiliation was too much.  It was one thing to be bound naked and teased by Amphrite, but now to suck off her dildo in front of her was a bridge too far.  Watching his wife kiss the tip of the horn however had him writhing his hips, and closing his eyes, so he reluctantly nodded.  With an air of triumph she placed the tip on his lips and Poseidon gagged as he felt the huge black horn enter his mouth.
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“Not so easy is it bitch!” she taunted as he struggled to take the full length and girth into his throat.  The horn was huge and when she announced “Keto Vibrate” what was at first unpleasant now was horrific.  
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“Now bitch boy, show me how you want to be sucked.  I promise, if you do a good job on Keto, I will do the same job on you.”
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His face burning in shame Poseidon began to take the black horn deeper into his mouth.  Licking and sucking like a two drachma whore in Athens, the God of the Sea fellated the horn like a wild man.  Watching her husband sucking the giant dildo off was making Amphrite incredibly horny and as he grunted and groaned for a full minute, his neck wildly moving as he moved his mouth rapidly up and down the shaft, she slowly fingered herself to yet another orgasm.  So enraptured in the scene was both she and Poseidon neither heard the great doors of their bedroom swing open as Zeus burst in.
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“HOLY MOTHER GAIA AND FATHER CHAOS!!!” the great king of the Gods exclaimed as he stumbled in upon this spectacle.
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Back on the Nile, Demetrius gulped.  He knew he would definitely meet the test set out by the Princess because of his curse, but seeing the look of desperate need on the faces of these women, burning with the intensity of a million suns, he grew worried.  Chained and helpless to protect himself, within seconds a blur of female bodies were ravaging his flesh.  Twenty frenzied slaves in a blur of hands began  grabbing his exposed manhood while countless fingers started stroking his ass cheeks.  Unable to see what was happening Demetrius felt numerous mouths start licking his nipples as they were joined by twenty pairs of teeth biting every inch of his flesh.  So much contained and denied female desire was let loose at once the atmosphere was electric.  Throughout all of this, his vision continued to be obscured in the sea of naked female slave flesh that undulated all over his body.   Although his head was reeling in pleasure at such erotic attention, the intensity of their assault had him worried that he might be ripped into pieces in the frenzy.  Finally after a few moments, the guard clapped her hands and the slave girls dropped to the floor.
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“Slaves, this is NO way to put the divine Princess’s new toy to the test!  If he is harmed she will have each of your skulls made into drinking goblets for her table, so you must control your urges!!!!  Now, as our Goddess has commanded, FIRST this boy needs to be bathed and oiled.  Prepare him while I make arrangements for his test.” she commanded as she walked through the pearl curtain to return to the upper deck.
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Leaving her other guards in place to watch over the progress, the slaves now all began to take their soft velvety sponges and dip them into the warm milky bath of Sethoset.  As Demetrius hung helpless to his post, the saturated sponges began to caress his skin as the warm sweet milk of Europa sizzled as it met his flesh. Moaning and sighing in bliss, it took hours for his bath to complete and the slaves were VERY thorough.  Every part of his body was cleaned and massaged as the slaves were experts in this area, all making sure to delicately (but completely) wash his penis in the steaming milk.  Pulling back his foreskin, Demetrius began openly whimpering as the cream boiled on his purple glans and he began to twitch.  His reactions were noted by the slaves both to their delight and concern.  Knowing that one drop of seed from his cock would cause him death, they avoided stimulating him directly as much as possible, although their own womanly lusts could not keep them COMPLETELY away.  When two gorgeous body servants entered flanking a third carrying a small golden tray, the slaves all began to squeal in delight.
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“The Oil of Sekhmet!!!  Of course!”  one of the more experienced slaves cried out as she ran to meet the trio.  As the chief body slave of the Princess, she knew exactly what this was and she was ecstatic that the Princess had sent it forward to use.  The oil, precious beyond words or material calculation, was opened and used only on the rarest of occasions.  Taking the flowers of a million jasmine blossoms to make just one drop, even an indulgent reckless royalty such as Princess Sethoset was judicious when using this oil.  The scent was beyond description and for any person who ever smelled it, their hearts were filled instantly with a joy beyond understanding, all from just a single whiff.  
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Opening the tiny jar, the slave poured out the contents into her hand and the aroma immediately filled the lower decks with its intoxicating odor.  Glowing purple, the delicate jar was carved completely from a solid enormous gem of Amethyst and stopped with a large triangularly carved ruby.  Rubbing her hands together, the slick pinkish oil wet her palms and she began to warm it in her palms.  Approaching Demetrius, she placed her wet palms onto his chest and began to massage the sweet divine oil into his chiseled pectorals.  The feel of his body under her hands caused her honey to flood out of her pussy onto the floor in a splattering deluge and she moaned as she coated his body totally with the slippery scented elixir. 
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Demetrius, now hopelessly erect and panting, looked at the slave massaging his body with unbridled lust.  The effects of the milk, the oil and of course the crowd of nude beauties surrounding him had his thoughts completely obscured into an erotic fog.  Leaning his head forward to kiss her, she violently lunged at his face and deep throated his mouth passionately.  Gripping his hard perfect ass in her hands as she kissed him, she whispered into his ear.
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“Can we trust you enough to unchain you now so you may prove your worthiness to our divine Princess?” 
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His balls throbbing, Demetrius meekly nodded as the slave asked that the keys be brought forward so that he could be released.  Once free from his shackles, Demetrius dropped quickly to his knees and to the astonishment and ecstasy of the shocked slave, when his lips fixed onto her bare feet she wobbled and became unsteady.  Throughout the room, the other women (both slaves and guards alike) grew flustered, sweaty and increasingly aroused as they watched the scene play out.  Used to being lowly slaves, mere property, the sight of the most gorgeous man their minds could imagine, kneeling on the floor and kissing her foot had every pussy in the room raging like a waterfall.
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For the chief slave, feeling a man’s lips dance over her flesh for the first time in years, her mind was ablaze in a torrent of emotions.  When he suddenly rose and scooped her up into his arms and carried her to a side couch, her whole body dissolved  into a wilted mass of perspiring twitchy desire.  Sighing and moaning as he began to worship her sex, she scratched his back hard with her nails and cried uncontrollably as her pent up release flooded from her body.  Her orgasm more full and complete than any she had experienced,  she quickly collapsed into deep sleep.  Lifting his dripping face from her lap, Demetrius grinned as the satisfied smile on her sleeping visage indicated that he had done a good job.  With no time to prepare or rest, Demetrius suddenly felt three pairs of hands now begin to stroke his back and ass as a line formed for his oral services. 
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For the next two weeks Demetrius was trapped under an avalanche of unending desirable, naked and very wet slaves.   With over two hundred slaves and fifty female guards on board, he had a full schedule every day.  His mouth never tiring, he was in absolute heaven as one delicious female body was presented to him to worship after another.  Days and nights blended together as he never did not have a pussy in his face or a delicious tit in his hand.  Beautiful and horny, the desire of the slaves were a precious gift as he enjoyed their bodies as much as they enjoyed his attentions. 
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Despite his curse, and knowing he could never orgasm, he loved every second of his trip as did the women.  His male body, the first some of these girls had touched in years, was an infinite source of curiosity to them and all day and night he never went without three or four slaves licking, kissing or biting some part of him.   Not once on his trip was a woman not left panting and relieved, having experienced the most toe curling, eye watering, nipple stiffening satisfying orgasm of her life.  
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As the docks of Luxor came into view indicating the journey was at an end, the decks of the royal barge were littered with the languid sleepy forms of hundreds of well serviced women from Demetrius’s magical tongue.  Reporting back to Sethoset, the chief guard reported that indeed, her toy was definitely worthy of her royal attentions.  Grinning wildly as she anticipated his lips on her body, the Princess ordered her guards to make preparations in the temple as soon as the boat docked.  Once they landed, she would take her new possession to Sekhmet herself and enjoy his attentions.
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Back in the bedroom of Amphrite, Zeus was exploding in riotous unrestrained laughter.  Taking out his cellphone, picture after picture was snapped of Poseidon, looking ridiculous beyond words, with a huge black dildo hanging out of his mouth.
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“You know little brother” Zeus mocked.  “I always used to call you a dick-head when we were growing up, but I always meant it metaphorically.  Who knew how accurate I actually was!”
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Poseidon boiled in humiliation and rage.  Knowing he would never live down being caught like this by his brother, he stammered and stuttered, only able to mumble as his mouth was blocked by the huge horn of Keto jammed firmly into his throat.  Amphrite too was embarrassed and scrambled to cover her gorgeous nudity with the sheets off the bed.  Watching the struggles of the two, Zeus smiled.
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“Don’t rush!  I won’t be long, and you two can get back to whatever it is you were doing.  I just need to ask a favor of you Amphrite.”  
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Suddenly feeling more relaxed and amused by the ridiculousness of the situation, Amphrite arose and waved a hand over her body, clothing herself in a green silken gown.  Turning to her red-faced husband on the bed, she smiled.  “Let me go talk privately with Zeus dear husband, but while I am gone, make sure you keep the Horn of Keto happy.  Remember, the happier you make IT, the happier I will make you!”  Grinning as she now faced Zeus, she took his arm and led him into a side room.
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Zeus kept giggling, but eventually got to his point as he tried to get the image of his brother sucking the horn of Keto out of his mind.  Asking Amphrite for her help in obtaining Hera’s ruby, he purposefully was vague about his reasons why.  Amphrite, not a stupid Goddess, saw an opportunity open as it was obvious he was up to no good.
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“Of course I will help you Zeus, but, you know I don’t want to get on the wrong side of Hera.  Not only is she a very powerful Goddess, but she is also a good friend of mine.  Before I help you cheat on her, I have some demands.”
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Feigning innocence, Zeus conjured up his most shocked look and plastered it on his face.  “AMPHRITE!  I am very hurt that you would think that I would…”
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Lifting her hand to his mouth, she closed his lips.  “Zeus, don’t bullshit a bullshitter!” she winked. “I know what you are up to, so save us both the humiliation of trying to pretend otherwise.  I understand you better than you think.  My price for getting the ruby is low.”
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His large grin now dissipating into a frown, his eyes narrowed as he said “Go on.”
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“Well, as you can see, I am putting your brother Poseidon through some long overdue training, and I would like it to be more realistic.  You alone have power over other Gods, so, use your powers and make Poseidon FEEL everything done to the horn of Keto on his own cock.”  Laughing at her own cleverness she added “Then for once he will learn that sucking that monster between his legs isn’t the joyous experience for the woman he THINKS it is.  He is such a giant hard head, I feel it will take many lessons by me to transform him into the lover that I deserve.”
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Zeus shuddered but nodded.  “OK Amphrite, you have a deal, but, go easy on my brother.   He can be a dickhead, but he still is my brother.”  Pausing to smirk at the irony of his statement he continued.  “Now, after you get the ruby from my wife, send it to me and make sure NOT to let her know I asked for it.”  His eyes winking he added “Let’s leave it our little secret, just like I will keep your deal here with my brother a secret.”
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Her face beaming in triumph, Amphrite held out her hand as they shook hands in agreement and she cried out “DEAL!”  Zeus nodded and now held his arms out straight and began to chant, the sea around them growing darker and swirling as he mumbled indecipherable phrases.  Amphrite could not understand the words he used but the churning waters and occasional flashes of lightning indicated that very powerful magic was at work. He alone among the Gods had magical powers over the other divinities, and to place such a spell on his powerful brother Poseidon would take incantations straight from the Titan lords of Chaos.  The spell now placed, Zeus winked at Amphrite as he walked out onto the veranda and sailed upwards towards the surface.   Having completed his end of the bargain, it was now up to Amphrite to uphold hers.
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 Alone in his bedroom, his lips still clasped firmly around the black horn, the God of the Sea began to throb as he swore he felt strong lips caressing his own tool.    To his horror, and erotic curiosity, he quickly discovered that the oral activities of his own mouth were now being telegraphed directly to his dick through the horn.  Suddenly discovering he could suck himself off, despite the humiliation, his pent up denial and boiling unspent cum had him licking and sucking himself off like a madman.  Rising quickly up his shaft through his attentions, his spooge began its ascent and was right on the edge of eruption when Amphrite suddenly appeared and snatched the dildo from his mouth.  
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“Now now now, what an eager little cocksucker you are becoming!” she laughed as she held the horn in her hand, Poseidon letting loose a pitiful moan as the horn was ripped from his lips leaving him dangling.  “I have some business with Hera so I will have to go out for a while.”  Taking the horn, she tied the base tightly with one of the loops from Zeus, thus sealing it from any accidental release.  “We wouldn’t want any accidental leaks while I am out.  I certainly want to be here when this baby shoots off!”  
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This latest disappointment was too much for Poseidon and out of his mouth flowed a vile stream of invectives and curses that literally boiled the waters of their room.   Amphrite stood impassively, a bemused look of disdain painted on her face as her naked, throbbing and bound husband hysterically spat and screamed, struggling hopelessly against his shackles.  As he spoke, and his cock grew harder, she grinned as she felt the horn in her hand grow equally hard  and throb.  Wriggling like an eel, desperate to escape her grasp, when the foolish sea God announced how when he did finally get free he was going to fuck her up the ass until it bled, her eyes lit up.
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“What a wonderful idea!!!!” she laughed as she let go of the horn and it began to rocket through the water like a missile, straight for the unprotected and exposed spread ass of Poseidon.  His eyes growing wide and white as he saw it coming, he immediately tried to close his legs to no avail.  Feeling the large hard horn penetrate his virgin hole, the conflicting sensations on his ass and his cock had him squealing in both pain and ecstasy.  Had not his wife taken the precaution to tie off the horn, there was no doubt he would have erupted instantly.  Now reduced to whimpers and shameless groaning, Amphrite leaned down and kissed his nose condescendingly.  
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“That should keep you quite occupied while I am out.  Be sure to have lots of fun while I am off to see Hera!” she laughed as she left the room, smiling as he now begged quite pitifully for her to stay.  
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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 88
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Time seemed to stand still in the bath of Sethoset on her pleasure barge as it lazily began it’s journey up the Nile. Standing dumbfounded in the center of the room, surrounded by over twenty naked beautiful slaves all bathing the body of their equally naked and gorgeous princess, Demetrius felt his heart race as he tried to clear the fog in his mind. The hit on his head had his skull throbbing and his brain could not concentrate. Trying desperately to remember the invisibility spell, he turned the ring frantically on his hand as he tried to cough out the right words to cloak his form.
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“Nephus colum, epranto balorum?” he croaked, realizing as the sounds left his mouth that these words were wrong.
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As he stood stark naked in front of the crowd, no one spoke for what seemed like hours but in reality were just a few moments. Other than the frantic mumbling of Demetrius, and the breathy inhales of the increasingly aroused female witnesses, the only other noise that could be heard in the stifling heat was the soft undulating waves of the Nile as they slapped against the side of the ship. Sethoset too was silent and astonished as the strange sensations of her own arousal both frightened and delighted her. Looking at the firm glowing young masculine flesh standing nude before her, her glorious ruby nipples ripened into full blossom as they stiffened at the sight. Beneath the warm milky bathwater, her delicate flower opened and began to release its honey into the water. At the end of her tub, her feet poked up through the liquid and began to rub against themselves as her toes wriggled in the first wave of arousal sweeping over her body like a typhoon. Just this one glance at Demetrius had the Princess completely swept away as for the first time in her life she finally viewed a male form worthy of her erotic attention.
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Eventually the chief guard seemed to awaken from the erotic spell Demetrius had woven and unsheathed her sword and began to rush forward, her deadly mission to quickly separate the head of this intruder from his handsome body. Just inches from her intended victim, sword held high in the air, Sethoset sat up in her bath and cried out.
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“STOP!!!! Sheathe your sword faithful servant! This man pleases us!” Grinning now at her new property, she could not help but slip her delicate hands beneath the surface of her bath and stroke her inner thigh, imagining that it was Demetrius’s tongue instead of her own fingers. Standing up now, the warm milk dripping off of her full breasts, her smokey gazed studied his body carefully as she exited her bath. Staring at him with a startling intensity, her large brown eyes opened wide as she looked him up and down, and their gazes met. Now with his head no longer throbbing, the distraction of her overwhelming gorgeous nudity made it impossible to concentrate hard enough to remember the spell. Seeing her hand shyly reach out for his body, he inhaled hard as he felt his head grow light.
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“Careful your majesty!!!” her chief guard called out. “He might be dangerous!” Motioning to the other guards, they all instantly sprang into action as they had been trained since birth to protect the princess with their lives. Demetrius yelped in shock as he was quickly chained to the center post, his hands now strung up over his head, his whole body completely exposed and helpless. So fast were these women, he had no chance to react, and being so completely surprised by their sudden assault, they subdued him with minimal effort. Sighing, Demetrius now realized that his window of opportunity for escape had closed as even if he could remember the chant to become invisible, it would not help him as he was now firmly bound to the post. His ankles were shackled also, and he was spread wide. Now completely exposed, to the delight of all of the women everything he had swung free and loose, especially his full ripe balls. All were enthralled at this delightful sight, Sethoset most of all.
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Ignoring her servants warnings, Sethoset placed her left hand on Demetrius’s chest and sighed. Feeling his strong pectoral muscles quivering under her palm made her even wetter, and since she had never touched a man, much less such a handsome and naked one as Demetrius, the feel of his hot flesh under her own had her gushing like a waterfall. Surprised and delighted by the hot sensations pulsing through her womb, she looked down as the milk dripped off of her hand and struck his body.
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Europa’s cream boiled and steamed into a mist the instant it hit his flesh, like water splattering on burning coals in a furnace. So strong was the curse of Aphrodite, even the milk of Zeus’s concubine lusted after his flesh. Seeing the steam rising off of Demetrius, Sethoset exclaimed excitedly.
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“Look, Look my faithful servants LOOK! An unmistakeable sign from the great Goddess Sekhmet herself!! Now the prophecy is complete!”
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“Prophecy?” her chief guard asked as she eyed the bound and naked Demetrius suspiciously but also with her own growing arousal.
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“Yes, Prophecy!” Sethoset continued. “From the misty sea emerges, a form so pure and strong, His muscles all protuding, his manbits thick and long. From the North wind comes the vision, your long wait at an end. The man who steams in morning your charms his task to win!”
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Sethoset moaned as another wave of arousal swept over her body and she wobbled on her feet as she quivered. Still unused to such sensations, she was nervous as no man had ever touched her divine flesh. The Priestess of Sekhmet had given her the prophecy and although the steam from the milk, as well as the incredible naked handsome body of this man suddenly appearing in her bath seemed to fulfill it, a lingering doubt remained in the Princess’s mind. She was incredibly horny and willing, but worried about being duped. Although he looked the part, there was no telling whether he would be able to satisfy her tremendously extravagant appetites as a beautiful form was no guarantee of a talented lover. If she allowed a man’s flesh to worship her body, he MUST be the most divine lover on earth as no less would be acceptable. She could not have known how fate shined on her that day, but as she opened her mouth and spoke her next words, every guard and servant in the room beamed in unbridled glee.
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For Demetrius, the feel of the cream on his skin was heavenly and he moaned appreciatively as the liquid teased and tickled his flesh. Vibrating and pulsating, Europa’s milk caused his flesh to warm as he felt the liquid silk pass down his body. Forming into rivulets, the white thick cream pulsed and teased him before dripping onto the floor, leaving the poor boy even hornier than he already had been. Europa was a lusty girl, and despite having been transformed into a cow, her desires still infused her milk. Once having lain with Zeus, she was insatiable as was her harvested milk.
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“Faithful servant, we have decided to accept this gift from the Gods as our toy. Before we allow his flesh to touch our divine skin, he must be prepared. Bathe his body in this milk, caress his man bits in precious oils so that he may be acceptable to our sight. Most important however, we must be assured that this man is worthy of our attention. Being unknown in the ways of love, we need to be sure that his skills are worthy of a Princess and Goddess.”
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The chief guard, her own nipples now lewdly protruding through her think silky dress, smiled. “Your majesty, may I suggest that you allow ME to test this boy out? I will be able to tell your divinity whether his skills are worthy of your attentions.” Smug and self satisfied, the guard waited hopefully for the Princess’s response. Having being given to the royal court as an infant, she too was unknown by man, but the sight of Demetrius had awakened an uncontrollable flame in her loins only he could quench.
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Cocking her head to one side, the princess continued to study the bound body of Demetrius and pondered. Turning to her chief guard, she shook her head. “No faithful servant, that will not be enough. You too are unknown by man so are no judge of a lover’s skills.” Turning now to look at her naked slaves, all staring intensely at the man before them and openly drooling, the Princess smiled. “No, the answer is right before us! Slaves, listen to your Goddess, who among you have been known by man?”
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Every hand went up and the Princess nodded. “Yes, as I thought. And again, who among you would be willing to test the skills of our new property?”
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Now the hands shot to the ceiling in wild waves of frenzy. Each girl now seeing a potential end to their imposed chaste life they churned in desire at the opportunity. As each were growing wetter and hotter looking at Demetrius, every slave wanted to be the one to experience the feel of his perfect male flesh upon their lustful womanly bodies once again.
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“Our will shall now be announced. This divine gift shall be put to the test. For the two week trip to Luxor, he shall be at the erotic command of every female slave on this barge. They shall test him to the fullest and put his skills to the ultimate challenge. If all females on this barge find him a worthy lover then he will be allowed access to my person. His seed however shall not be spilled, that is reserved ONLY for me! If he meets this challenge then we will know that he is the man predicted by the prophecy of Sekhmet. If he does NOT however, his head shall be thrown into the Nile.”
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Having made her decision, the Princess turned and walked towards her bedroom. “If he survives, I shall take him myself in the temple of Sekhmet when we arrive in Luxor. So let it be written, so let it be DONE!” Disappearing through the thick pink curtain of her chambers, the silence of the room was deafening as she exited.
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The delight from just moments earlier now turned to concern. There were over two hundred horny naked slaves on this ship and all would no doubt be desperate to have Demetrius service and please them after so many years without the feel of a man’s touch on their body. That ANY man could please all these girls, so aroused and lustful after so much denial, while retaining his seed seemed impossible. The concern in the room however quickly subsided as the princess left and every female eye in the room turned to stare hungrily at the chained body of their male prey. Knowing that the man before him faced almost certain death, the chief of the guards was startled that his face showed no fear, but instead his mouth was curled into a bemused smirk.
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Back in the Greek world, Zeus landed on the surface of the sea and began to sink to the ocean floor. He was on his mission to see Amphrite to ask her to retrieve Hera’s ruby, and he pondered what he was going to say as he sunk beneath the waves. Seeing the great blue/green palace of Poseidon and Amphrite before him, when he knocked on the enormous pearl doors they opened, the servant inside nearly fainting in fright. Seeing Zeus, King of the Gods, suddenly and unexpectedly appear on the doorstep was a definitely awesome and overwhelming sight.
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Stuttering and groveling as Zeus barged into the main hall of the palace, the servant of Poseidon grew worried as he knew that his master and mistress were quite occupied in their bedroom. Locked away for weeks now, Amphrite had been riding poor Posiedon’s sore jaw all day every day since tricking him into being chained to the bed by the promise of a threesome with Pethio. His tongue aching and his face coated with her thick honey, over the weeks he had eaten more pussy than he ever had in his thousands of years of existence. The servant tried to distract Zeus and delay him, but no one, much less a lowly servant would slow the King of the Gods on his mission. Looking down at the stuttering servant beneath him he spoke. “Where is Amphrite?”
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Amphrite was occupied in her bedroom as she delighted both at her husband’s new skills and her new power over him. Still wanting vengeance for his refusal to savor her charms for so long, she laughed and writhed her sweet ass over his nose as she trembled through yet another orgasm flooding from her body. “Oh you are getting much better Husband! After a few years, you might be as just as good as Demetrius!!!” she cackled as she tormented and taunted him by reminding Posiedon of her human lover.
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She had discovered over these days, quite to her surprise, that every time she mentioned how much she enjoyed Demetrius’s manly skills on her body, Posiedon’s cock grew harder. Being humiliated by his wife in this manner seemed to excited his cock while simultaneously filling his mind with burning rage. To her great delight, the more she taunted him the more furious he grew and the better and faster he licked, sucked and worshipped her pussy. Her throat moaning uncontrollably by this delightful situation, Amphrite found herself caught in an unending loop of non-stop blissful release.
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Giggling as the warm afterglow of yet another orgasm retracted from her fleshy shores, Amphrite fell forward and nuzzled her face next to the blue balls of Poseidon. Throbbing and desperate the God shuddered as his wife, with delicate and deliberate concentration, slowly ran her tongue up one side of his shaft, lazily over his cock head and down the other.
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“Mmmmmmm! You taste so good husband, almost as good as Demetrius!” Blowing lightly over his quivering weeping cock, she smiled as it spasmed and throbbed, reaching out towards her like a sunflower greeting the dawn. “Do you want to turn in your “earnings” now for a proper blowjob, or shall you keep building up your account?”
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Poseidon, his jaw aching and his face saturated in his wife’s golden honey pondered his options. He had lost count of how many orgasms he had coaxed out of her gorgeous body, but the ache in his balls had left him goofy headed. He knew the number was well into the hundreds, and he thought maybe now was the time for him to cash those in for licks. He was so hungry for release he really did not think he could go on much longer, so nodding vigorously he tried to speak. Amphrite’s creamy thighs had his cheeks trapped, so he could only mumble his agreement through her curvy fleshy ass, but as she felt him nodding, she smirked.
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“Great! And because I am feeling generous, I will let that last lick I just gave you be a freebie!” she laughed as she shifted forward and held her mouth millimeters away from his anxious cock. Gripping his balls in her right hand, she casually began running tiny circle eights over his dangly bits while her hot tongue touched the base of his shaft. To Poseidon’s horror and adding to his desperation, it took her nearly fifteen seconds to move up his cock, over its head and down the other side. She was purposefully going so slowly as to not give him enough stimulation to cum, but more than enough to drive him insane. When she finished, she laughed as she sat up and cried out. “That’s ONE!”
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Poseidon now began to thrash, his fury rising in his body like an angry volcano. This was unfair! He had done his duty, he had worshipped her pussy like she wanted, and now to be denied his earned release through this trickery was the height of injustice. The rage at his dilemma surged through his flesh and radiated off of him in waves of scorching heat. His protests only caused Amphrite to giggle louder as she wriggled on top of his angry body twitching in horny impotent rage. Gripping his balls firmly in her hands, he instantly calmed as she spoke. “You think I am a bitch now Poseidon? Well, you have NO IDEA what a bitch I can be if i want to. You have much to atone for. I guess you are probably sorry you said I was too FISHY for you! Well, payback’s a bitch is it not!”
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Hearing his pitiful whimper between her thighs she smiled. Looking between her husband’s legs bound beneath her, she gripped the horn of Keto and removed it from its ominous placement right on the edge of his ass. Holding it in her hands, she rolled off of Poseidon and glared down into his desperate eyes as she toyed with the dildo in her hand. “Tell you what Husband, I am feeling generous today. Since you do not like HOW I am sucking you off, why don’t you show me. Show me on the horn.”
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Poseidon’s face turned red as this humiliation was too much. It was one thing to be bound naked and teased by Amphrite, but now to suck off her dildo in front of her was a bridge too far. Watching his wife kiss the tip of the horn however had him writhing his hips, and closing his eyes, so he reluctantly nodded. With an air of triumph she placed the tip on his lips and Poseidon gagged as he felt the huge black horn enter his mouth.
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“Not so easy is it bitch!” she taunted as he struggled to take the full length and girth into his throat. The horn was huge and when she announced “Keto Vibrate” what was at first unpleasant now was horrific.
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“Now bitch boy, show me how you want to be sucked. I promise, if you do a good job on Keto, I will do the same job on you.”
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His face burning in shame Poseidon began to take the black horn deeper into his mouth. Licking and sucking like a two drachma whore in Athens, the God of the Sea fellated the horn like a wild man. Watching her husband sucking the giant dildo off was making Amphrite incredibly horny and as he grunted and groaned for a full minute, his neck wildly moving as he moved his mouth rapidly up and down the shaft, she slowly fingered herself to yet another orgasm. So enraptured in the scene was both she and Poseidon neither heard the great doors of their bedroom swing open as Zeus burst in.
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“HOLY MOTHER GAIA AND FATHER CHAOS!!!” the great king of the Gods exclaimed as he stumbled in upon this spectacle.
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Back on the Nile, Demetrius gulped. He knew he would definitely meet the test set out by the Princess because of his curse, but seeing the look of desperate need on the faces of these women, burning with the intensity of a million suns, he grew worried. Chained and helpless to protect himself, within seconds a blur of female bodies were ravaging his flesh. Twenty frenzied slaves in a blur of hands began grabbing his exposed manhood while countless fingers started stroking his ass cheeks. Unable to see what was happening Demetrius felt numerous mouths start licking his nipples as they were joined by twenty pairs of teeth biting every inch of his flesh. So much contained and denied female desire was let loose at once the atmosphere was electric. Throughout all of this, his vision continued to be obscured in the sea of naked female slave flesh that undulated all over his body. Although his head was reeling in pleasure at such erotic attention, the intensity of their assault had him worried that he might be ripped into pieces in the frenzy. Finally after a few moments, the guard clapped her hands and the slave girls dropped to the floor.
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“Slaves, this is NO way to put the divine Princess’s new toy to the test! If he is harmed she will have each of your skulls made into drinking goblets for her table, so you must control your urges!!!! Now, as our Goddess has commanded, FIRST this boy needs to be bathed and oiled. Prepare him while I make arrangements for his test.” she commanded as she walked through the pearl curtain to return to the upper deck.
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Leaving her other guards in place to watch over the progress, the slaves now all began to take their soft velvety sponges and dip them into the warm milky bath of Sethoset. As Demetrius hung helpless to his post, the saturated sponges began to caress his skin as the warm sweet milk of Europa sizzled as it met his flesh. Moaning and sighing in bliss, it took hours for his bath to complete and the slaves were VERY thorough. Every part of his body was cleaned and massaged as the slaves were experts in this area, all making sure to delicately (but completely) wash his penis in the steaming milk. Pulling back his foreskin, Demetrius began openly whimpering as the cream boiled on his purple glans and he began to twitch. His reactions were noted by the slaves both to their delight and concern. Knowing that one drop of seed from his cock would cause him death, they avoided stimulating him directly as much as possible, although their own womanly lusts could not keep them COMPLETELY away. When two gorgeous body servants entered flanking a third carrying a small golden tray, the slaves all began to squeal in delight.
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“The Oil of Sekhmet!!! Of course!” one of the more experienced slaves cried out as she ran to meet the trio. As the chief body slave of the Princess, she knew exactly what this was and she was ecstatic that the Princess had sent it forward to use. The oil, precious beyond words or material calculation, was opened and used only on the rarest of occasions. Taking the flowers of a million jasmine blossoms to make just one drop, even an indulgent reckless royalty such as Princess Sethoset was judicious when using this oil. The scent was beyond description and for any person who ever smelled it, their hearts were filled instantly with a joy beyond understanding, all from just a single whiff.
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Opening the tiny jar, the slave poured out the contents into her hand and the aroma immediately filled the lower decks with its intoxicating odor. Glowing purple, the delicate jar was carved completely from a solid enormous gem of Amethyst and stopped with a large triangularly carved ruby. Rubbing her hands together, the slick pinkish oil wet her palms and she began to warm it in her palms. Approaching Demetrius, she placed her wet palms onto his chest and began to massage the sweet divine oil into his chiseled pectorals. The feel of his body under her hands caused her honey to flood out of her pussy onto the floor in a splattering deluge and she moaned as she coated his body totally with the slippery scented elixir.
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Demetrius, now hopelessly erect and panting, looked at the slave massaging his body with unbridled lust. The effects of the milk, the oil and of course the crowd of nude beauties surrounding him had his thoughts completely obscured into an erotic fog. Leaning his head forward to kiss her, she violently lunged at his face and deep throated his mouth passionately. Gripping his hard perfect ass in her hands as she kissed him, she whispered into his ear.
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“Can we trust you enough to unchain you now so you may prove your worthiness to our divine Princess?”
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His balls throbbing, Demetrius meekly nodded as the slave asked that the keys be brought forward so that he could be released. Once free from his shackles, Demetrius dropped quickly to his knees and to the astonishment and ecstasy of the shocked slave, when his lips fixed onto her bare feet she wobbled and became unsteady. Throughout the room, the other women (both slaves and guards alike) grew flustered, sweaty and increasingly aroused as they watched the scene play out. Used to being lowly slaves, mere property, the sight of the most gorgeous man their minds could imagine, kneeling on the floor and kissing her foot had every pussy in the room raging like a waterfall.
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For the chief slave, feeling a man’s lips dance over her flesh for the first time in years, her mind was ablaze in a torrent of emotions. When he suddenly rose and scooped her up into his arms and carried her to a side couch, her whole body dissolved into a wilted mass of perspiring twitchy desire. Sighing and moaning as he began to worship her sex, she scratched his back hard with her nails and cried uncontrollably as her pent up release flooded from her body. Her orgasm more full and complete than any she had experienced, she quickly collapsed into deep sleep. Lifting his dripping face from her lap, Demetrius grinned as the satisfied smile on her sleeping visage indicated that he had done a good job. With no time to prepare or rest, Demetrius suddenly felt three pairs of hands now begin to stroke his back and ass as a line formed for his oral services.
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For the next two weeks Demetrius was trapped under an avalanche of unending desirable, naked and very wet slaves. With over two hundred slaves and fifty female guards on board, he had a full schedule every day. His mouth never tiring, he was in absolute heaven as one delicious female body was presented to him to worship after another. Days and nights blended together as he never did not have a pussy in his face or a delicious tit in his hand. Beautiful and horny, the desire of the slaves were a precious gift as he enjoyed their bodies as much as they enjoyed his attentions.
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Despite his curse, and knowing he could never orgasm, he loved every second of his trip as did the women. His male body, the first some of these girls had touched in years, was an infinite source of curiosity to them and all day and night he never went without three or four slaves licking, kissing or biting some part of him. Not once on his trip was a woman not left panting and relieved, having experienced the most toe curling, eye watering, nipple stiffening satisfying orgasm of her life.
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As the docks of Luxor came into view indicating the journey was at an end, the decks of the royal barge were littered with the languid sleepy forms of hundreds of well serviced women from Demetrius’s magical tongue. Reporting back to Sethoset, the chief guard reported that indeed, her toy was definitely worthy of her royal attentions. Grinning wildly as she anticipated his lips on her body, the Princess ordered her guards to make preparations in the temple as soon as the boat docked. Once they landed, she would take her new possession to Sekhmet herself and enjoy his attentions.
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Back in the bedroom of Amphrite, Zeus was exploding in riotous unrestrained laughter. Taking out his cellphone, picture after picture was snapped of Poseidon, looking ridiculous beyond words, with a huge black dildo hanging out of his mouth.
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“You know little brother” Zeus mocked. “I always used to call you a dick-head when we were growing up, but I always meant it metaphorically. Who knew how accurate I actually was!”
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Poseidon boiled in humiliation and rage. Knowing he would never live down being caught like this by his brother, he stammered and stuttered, only able to mumble as his mouth was blocked by the huge horn of Keto jammed firmly into his throat. Amphrite too was embarrassed and scrambled to cover her gorgeous nudity with the sheets off the bed. Watching the struggles of the two, Zeus smiled.
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“Don’t rush! I won’t be long, and you two can get back to whatever it is you were doing. I just need to ask a favor of you Amphrite.”
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Suddenly feeling more relaxed and amused by the ridiculousness of the situation, Amphrite arose and waved a hand over her body, clothing herself in a green silken gown. Turning to her red-faced husband on the bed, she smiled. “Let me go talk privately with Zeus dear husband, but while I am gone, make sure you keep the Horn of Keto happy. Remember, the happier you make IT, the happier I will make you!” Grinning as she now faced Zeus, she took his arm and led him into a side room.
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Zeus kept giggling, but eventually got to his point as he tried to get the image of his brother sucking the horn of Keto out of his mind. Asking Amphrite for her help in obtaining Hera’s ruby, he purposefully was vague about his reasons why. Amphrite, not a stupid Goddess, saw an opportunity open as it was obvious he was up to no good.
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“Of course I will help you Zeus, but, you know I don’t want to get on the wrong side of Hera. Not only is she a very powerful Goddess, but she is also a good friend of mine. Before I help you cheat on her, I have some demands.”
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Feigning innocence, Zeus conjured up his most shocked look and plastered it on his face. “AMPHRITE! I am very hurt that you would think that I would…”
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Lifting her hand to his mouth, she closed his lips. “Zeus, don’t bullshit a bullshitter!” she winked. “I know what you are up to, so save us both the humiliation of trying to pretend otherwise. I understand you better than you think. My price for getting the ruby is low.”
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His large grin now dissipating into a frown, his eyes narrowed as he said “Go on.”
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“Well, as you can see, I am putting your brother Poseidon through some long overdue training, and I would like it to be more realistic. You alone have power over other Gods, so, use your powers and make Poseidon FEEL everything done to the horn of Keto on his own cock.” Laughing at her own cleverness she added “Then for once he will learn that sucking that monster between his legs isn’t the joyous experience for the woman he THINKS it is. He is such a giant hard head, I feel it will take many lessons by me to transform him into the lover that I deserve.”
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Zeus shuddered but nodded. “OK Amphrite, you have a deal, but, go easy on my brother. He can be a dickhead, but he still is my brother.” Pausing to smirk at the irony of his statement he continued. “Now, after you get the ruby from my wife, send it to me and make sure NOT to let her know I asked for it.” His eyes winking he added “Let’s leave it our little secret, just like I will keep your deal here with my brother a secret.”
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Her face beaming in triumph, Amphrite held out her hand as they shook hands in agreement and she cried out “DEAL!” Zeus nodded and now held his arms out straight and began to chant, the sea around them growing darker and swirling as he mumbled indecipherable phrases. Amphrite could not understand the words he used but the churning waters and occasional flashes of lightning indicated that very powerful magic was at work. He alone among the Gods had magical powers over the other divinities, and to place such a spell on his powerful brother Poseidon would take incantations straight from the Titan lords of Chaos. The spell now placed, Zeus winked at Amphrite as he walked out onto the veranda and sailed upwards towards the surface. Having completed his end of the bargain, it was now up to Amphrite to uphold hers.
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Alone in his bedroom, his lips still clasped firmly around the black horn, the God of the Sea began to throb as he swore he felt strong lips caressing his own tool. To his horror, and erotic curiosity, he quickly discovered that the oral activities of his own mouth were now being telegraphed directly to his dick through the horn. Suddenly discovering he could suck himself off, despite the humiliation, his pent up denial and boiling unspent cum had him licking and sucking himself off like a madman. Rising quickly up his shaft through his attentions, his spooge began its ascent and was right on the edge of eruption when Amphrite suddenly appeared and snatched the dildo from his mouth.
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“Now now now, what an eager little cocksucker you are becoming!” she laughed as she held the horn in her hand, Poseidon letting loose a pitiful moan as the horn was ripped from his lips leaving him dangling. “I have some business with Hera so I will have to go out for a while.” Taking the horn, she tied the base tightly with one of the loops from Zeus, thus sealing it from any accidental release. “We wouldn’t want any accidental leaks while I am out. I certainly want to be here when this baby shoots off!”
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This latest disappointment was too much for Poseidon and out of his mouth flowed a vile stream of invectives and curses that literally boiled the waters of their room. Amphrite stood impassively, a bemused look of disdain painted on her face as her naked, throbbing and bound husband hysterically spat and screamed, struggling hopelessly against his shackles. As he spoke, and his cock grew harder, she grinned as she felt the horn in her hand grow equally hard and throb. Wriggling like an eel, desperate to escape her grasp, when the foolish sea God announced how when he did finally get free he was going to fuck her up the ass until it bled, her eyes lit up.
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“What a wonderful idea!!!!” she laughed as she let go of the horn and it began to rocket through the water like a missile, straight for the unprotected and exposed spread ass of Poseidon. His eyes growing wide and white as he saw it coming, he immediately tried to close his legs to no avail. Feeling the large hard horn penetrate his virgin hole, the conflicting sensations on his ass and his cock had him squealing in both pain and ecstasy. Had not his wife taken the precaution to tie off the horn, there was no doubt he would have erupted instantly. Now reduced to whimpers and shameless groaning, Amphrite leaned down and kissed his nose condescendingly.
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“That should keep you quite occupied while I am out. Be sure to have lots of fun while I am off to see Hera!” she laughed as she left the room, smiling as he now begged quite pitifully for her to stay.
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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 87

Archimedes could feel his mouth drool as he looked upon the object dangling from Hephaestus’s Fiery fingers.  Still glowing red hot and smoldering, the key was fresh from the forge and the rumbling in his balls matched the nervousness in his stomach as he gazed upon the object of his desire.   It had been so long, so many months of self imposed chastity in the underworld, only to be tricked into further confinement by Helen right at the cusp of his ultimate reward.  Now, thinking back to the fifty beauties waiting for him in his palace, all desiring no man but he, finally perhaps this long horrific ordeal was coming to an end and his poor aching cock would finally get relief.
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Laughing, Hephaestus whispered to one of his seductive fire nymphs.  “He seems QUITE anxious, doesn’t he?”
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She could do nothing but giggle as Archimedes appeared totally hypnotized by the newly born key.
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“Here it is Archimedes, the payoff for all of your spectacular labors!!!” Hephaestus joked as he swung the still radiating key in front of the tantalized human.  “Now, please remove your toga, so we can get that little jail off your manhood.”
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Archimedes turned as red as Hephaestus as he slowly and shyly began to take off his short robe.  The heat of the volcano was stifling so he was not heavily clad, but he still had a certain level of modesty, and now even that small amount was going to be stripped away.  Lowering his toga to the floor, Archimedes stood in only a single loincloth.  Fidgeting nervously he blushed as he began to untie the side strings.  Apart from the sound of constant the hissing of steam exiting the vents, the unmistakable girlish twitter of the fire nymphs giggles caused him even more humiliation as he stripped down.  Realizing that today was the big day for his release, word had spread quickly, and all fifty fire nymphs now entered the cavern to watch the show.  As he lowered his loincloth to the ground, they all erupted in laughter and delight.
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“You have quite a fan club here Archimedes!” Hephaestus laughed.  “It is quite obvious that they all want to help you get that chastity cage off, and are even more anxious to see that big cock of yours fire off after such a long marination.  If it is half as big as your brain, you must be packing some serious meat!”
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Archimedes said nothing, but stood ramrod straight.  He nervously laughed while cupping himself in a sad attempt to hide his manbits from the impromptu throng gathered to witness his release.   This attempt at modesty only seemed to inflame the already fiery nymphs, and they turned up their hoots and catcalls to deafening levels at his actions.  As the only human allowed into the palace of Hephaestus, he had been quite the attraction over the past few months, and being an extremely well built human, they were filled with extreme erotic curiosity about this helper of their Lord.  Their presence was very embarrassing to Archimedes and his stripping progress grew slower and slower as the room rapidly filled with more giggling beautiful nymphs.
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“Look Archimedes, if you want to get loose, you are going to have to show us the goods, so come on, let’s see what we are dealing with!” Hephaestus snickered as Archimedes discomfort amused him greatly.  With a huge reluctant sigh, Archimedes dropped his hands to his side and now stood stark naked in front of the room.
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Once exposed, a collective yelp went up in the crowd, the biggest one coming from Hephaestus himself.  Archimedes was truly blessed in the penile department but the cage he had been suffering in was painfully small.  Now completely exposed, it was obvious that he was desperate to escape as his throbbing erection mashed up against the bars in a mangled puzzle of man flesh.  His poor blue balls pulsated against the steel mesh and his cock was an equally distressing purple as it squirmed inside its tiny metal prison.
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“YEEOW!” Hephaestus cried as he looked at his suffering testicles and cock.  “That looks insanely painful!!!!  You need to get out of that thing and you need to get out now.  GIRLS!  Go free that boy right away!” he commanded as he passed the glowing key to Aetina, the lovely curvalicious chief of the fire nymphs. 
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Aetina’s black eyes shimmered as she licked her lips and slowly and seductively approached Archimedes.  With sweat pouring off of his body, both from the infinitely spewing steam of the volcano, but also from months of pent up arousal, he felt almost faint as he saw the glorious vision approach.  Stacked and completely naked, her ruby colored skin shimmered as he studied each curve of her glorious body.  Saliva drooled rapidly from his mouth as he watched the low hanging glowing breasts and the full shapely womanly hips sashay towards him.  Grinning like a cat who eyed her prey, Aetina gently grabbed his balls and pulled him towards her, twirling the key around her long fingers as she smiled.
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Inserting the key into the lock, she turned and at once the lock sprung open and the iron snap flew apart.  Instantly Archimedes’ cock sprang out and smacked into his stomach, twitching and drooling as each inch of him stretched in the delights of new found freedom.  Sighing deeply, he felt his legs go wobbly as his cock fully engorged with blood and his balls tingled in both pain and pleasure after being sprung from their tight confinement.
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Grinning in Pride, the look of bliss and relief that appeared on Archimedes face filled Hephaestus with intense pleasure.  He had really grown to both like and admire this incredibly intelligent human, and after the tremendous job he had performed both in constructing the pegging machine for Demetrius as well as the numerous ballistas to be used in the coming war with the Egyptian Gods, he was happy to finally be able to pay him back.  
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Archimedes was dumbstruck as his normal highly efficient brain now reverted completely to its reptilian form.  He could think of nothing now but relieving the pressure in his balls, and the only question now was HOW he was going to enjoy his first moments of penile freedom.  Would it be in a delicious fourway back in his palace?  Would he take and ravage those golden automatons who had serviced and teased him so relentlessly over the past few months?  Would it be right now on the molten lava floor of this volcano with the incredibly sexy Aetina, whose curvy delights and seductive body were just inches from his grasp.  Pondering his possibilities he helds his breath as he saw the red beauty drop to her knees and lick her lips.  The choice obviously was not his to make, as it was apparent he was going to erupt his load right now into the delicious fiery lips of the beauty who stared so lovingly and adoringly at his aching cock.  His head thrown back into a full moan, he placed his hands on the back of her head and grinned as he felt her move forward to take him.  
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Trembling in anticipation, he rolled his eyes back as he prepared to feel her warm moist tongue bathe his tormented member.  As she opened her mouth and with a devilish glint in her eye, she took the head of his cock into her mouth and slowly closed her lips around his glans.  As he anticipated the warm velvety feel of her mouth, suddenly seconds turned into minutes and he opened his eyes.  Something was wrong, surely she would not be teasing and denying him NOW!
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Looking down between his legs he saw her straining, her jaw muscles flexing as she tried with all of her might to make contact with his flesh.  Despite her efforts, nothing was working and as she sat back on her haunches in frustration, and to gather strength for another try, he could stand no more.  Quickly bringing his hands to his cock he was horrified to discover that he could come close but could not actually make contact with his skin.  Something was blocking him and whatever it was was invisible and obviously very very powerful.  Relief turned into anguish as he let loose an earth shattering cry of complete despair and total desperation that shook the entire cauldron.
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Meanwhile, alone in the bushes outside Mercury and Pethio’s palace, squatted Pan.  Nervous and already aroused, he reviewed his options for pilfering Pethio’s slippers.  This was NOT going to be an easy task, as Pethio loathed Pan for a host of reasons, chief among them was the fact that she felt he was a bad influence on her husband Mercury. 
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 This feeling was completely justified as Pan was indeed a very bad influence on Mercury as he was on almost everyone else.  Pan, apart from Dionysus, was the most libidinous of the Gods and making him even more dangerous to marital fidelity, was unmarried.  Always one to instigate a boy’s weekend out, a night with Pan would no doubt involve as much alcohol, excessive food and willing naked nymphs as any man or God could ever want.  Because of this dubious reputation, he was the ultimate buddy to all of the male Gods, but the ultimate enemy of their wives as they knew he would NOT be constructive in their feeble attempts to keep their divine husband even remotely faithful.  This combined with the fact that Pethio, as one of the most beautiful and desirable Goddesses on Olympus and one that had never succumbed to Pan’s more earthy charms, made Pan extremely nervous and agitated in her presence.  Her unsurpassable gorgeous charms got him tongue tied in seconds and the fact that she hated his guts made her just that much more desirable to him.  
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Thinking about his plan of attack, Pan decided that subterfuge was definitely called for in this situation.  If he were discovered inside the palace, obviously Pethio would be alerted, and no matter WHO requested her slippers she was liable to not give them up just out of spite.   Hiding amongst the shrubs, Pan looked up the golden walls of the building to the top floor where Pethio and Mercury had their bedroom and studied closely.  With some luck, they, as major Olympians and always with a demanding social calendar, would be out.  All he had to do was climb up to the top level, slip inside an open window, grab the winged slippers and leave.  How hard could that be?
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As always, the palace was a beehive of activity and it took hours for there to be a slight respite in the crowds of nymphs that rushed throughout the grounds on their endless duties.  Finally, Pan saw a lull and with his furry goat legs climbed up the trellis and perched on the upstairs balcony.  Luck was with him he thought as he saw an open window which he skillfully and stealthily climbed through.  Entering, his mouth flew open at the luxurious surroundings.  Mercury and Pethio obviously lived EXTREMELY well!
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The room he entered was Pethio’s dressing room and the goat legged God could not believe his good fortune at hitting the right room on the first try.  With over one thousand possibilities in the palace, he grinned as the felt that fate herself must be directing his destiny.  Everything he laid eyes on was covered in gold and gemstones, and glittered in unimaginable  luxury and excess.  His humble wooden and rustic palace was a hovel compared to this monstrosity and his feelings of inadequacy were heightened as he viewed more of the interior.  Green lustrous jade formed columns that held up a ceiling of pure rubies.  “A hottie like Pethio is obviously VERY high maintenance! Yet another reason to stay single.” he thought to himself as he snuck through the baroque and stately surroundings.  In front of him stood her cavernous closet, and he felt his cock twitch as he thought of all those glorious slinky silky unmentionables stored within.  Shaking his head, he tried to remain focused.  “Slippers Pan, SLIPPERS ONLY!!!!” he thought to himself as he gingerly opened her closet.  
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Opening the diamond incrusted doors, the sight of hundreds of tiny silken thongs hanging on golden hangars was almost too much for Pan to take.  Even more enticing was the sight (and smell) below him of the hamper.  As his astonished eyes grew wide, he viewed the contents of hundreds of worn moist hot panties all laying at his feet, begging for him to sniff and savor.  His cock now straining in his toga, he grabbed a used thong from the hamper and held it to his nose, drinking the rich musky aroma of Pethio’s pussy deeply into his divine lungs.  The scent driving like a spike into his brain caused his cock to burst through the thin fabric of his loincloth and tent his toga out fully.  This was pure HEAVEN, like winning the lottery when you didn’t even know you bought a ticket!
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Dropping to his knees, he frantically grabbed thong after thong into his hand and covered his face with their silky pleasures.  Her strong womanly scent was still heavily imbued in the shimmering fabric and it took all of his willpower not to jack off right there marinated as he was in the fog of her intimate perfume.  Shaking his head in an attempt to stay focused, he saw on the top shelf the object of his quest, her delicate slippers.
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Pethio, like her husband Mercury, had winged slippers except hers were especially feminine and totally delightful.  Made entirely of hummingbird feathers, they glowed in the dim light and as he clutched them in her hand, his cock grew amazingly even harder.  Imagining his tongue dancing over the glorious toes that these delicate slippers clad, he began to drip as he imagined a long, teasing footjob from the object of his desire.  He was not stupid however, and he knew that every second he remained in the palace was yet another second he might be discovered.  Holding the slippers in his hand, he blinked and they began to animate, the feathers moving as they took flight and soared out the window on their mission towards the palace of Zeus.  Having accomplished his mission, he should have just snuck back out the window undiscovered and chalked the whole episode up as a victory, but Pan was not known for prudence.  
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Tip-toeing back to the open window, he paused as he thought he heard the unmistakable moan of a woman in the throes of full lusty pleasure coming from the adjacent room.  Horniness and unstoppable curiosity overcame common sense as he was drawn to the erotically charged sound.  Before him stood two large sapphire encrusted doors that led to Pethio and Mercury’s bedroom and the ruckus from within could not be contained by the thickness of the doors.  Bending down to listen, the noise he heard caused his already erect cock to begin to painfully throb.
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“OH Mercury!!!!!! Yes baby YES!!!!!  FIll me up, fill me up completely!!!!” Pethio shrieked as she rode the prodigious, and bound, cock of her spreadeagle and chained naked husband.  
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Hearing this, Pan could not help himself, and with all the concentration he could muster, he forced his own arousal down to a point where he could turn himself invisible and slipped silently inside.    Finding a huge purple velvet curtain in front of him Pan smiled as he realized this would be the perfect hiding place.  Settling in, the heavy aroma of sex permeated everything, and he could not help but give his dick a couple of priming pumps as he prepared to part the curtain and enjoy the show before him.
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Back in Vesuvius, Hephaestus was grim.  Wanting so desperately to help Archimedes, the howls of his despair erupting from Archimedes throat were shattering to him.  Pushing Aetina roughly out of the way, he looked down at the throbbing cock and balls of his human servant with sadness and alarm.
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From the visible material world nothing seemed the matter, but it was quite obvious from the desperate clawing of his human friend at his nether regions, something was seriously amiss.  
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“What the fuck is wrong!!!!” Hephaestus yelled at the top of his lungs agitated by the seemingly unending stress of his human ward.  The answer he received both frightened and oddly aroused him.
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“Hephaestus, God of FIRE!!” Archimedes panted as he continued hopelessly to stroke his own cock to no avail.  “There appears to be some kind of shield over my, my, my”
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“Manhood?” Hephaestus interrupted, to Archimedes pitiful nodding in sad agreement.  Leaning down to inspect, it was not immediately obvious what was wrong on the surface, but Hephaestus did find it odd that there appeared to be a slight purple aura surrounding Archimedes manly package.  Standing up straight, he pulled Aetina up from another futile fellatio attempt and asked her to fetch Esclipius right away.
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“Hang on Archimedes!” Hephaestus soothingly spoke.  “If there is any God on Olympus who can solve your problem it is Esclepius!”
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Minutes seemed like hours for the God of Medicine and healing to arrive, but arrive he finally did.  Looking disheveled and out of sorts, Esclepius still was all business as he certainly wanted to impress a major God like Hephaestus. 
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“What seems to be the problem here?” he matter of factly asked as Aetina guided him to Archimedes.  
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Quickly explaining the situation, Esclepius continued to stroke his chin in thought as Archimedes grew more and more frantic in his attempt to stroke himself.
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“Honestly Hephaestus!” Esclepius finally interrupted. “If he continues to try and touch himself, how on earth am I supposed to perform a proper examination?”
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When Hephaestus waved his hand in the air, Archimedes was chagrined to find himself spread-eagled, naked and throbbing in mid-air, his hands firmly frozen out straight over his head while his legs were splayed painfully wide.  In this position, he not only could not move a muscle, but every inch of his body was completely exposed from his low hanging throbbing balls to his now stretched open wide ass.  Completely helpless and humiliated, Archimedes could only struggle futilely against the divine bonds Hephaestus had placed him in.  Frozen in place, his entire body was fully on view and easy to access.  Perfect for the examination Esclepius required, the position exposed Archimedes in the most humiliating position possible.  If this was not embarrassing  enough the gasps and stifled giggles of the fire nymphs only ramped up the level of shame.  Everything Archimedes  had was now on full display as his ankles were stretched even wider and his throbbing balls hung low and loose while his erect cock bobbed hopefully in the air.  
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Now with Archimedes crotch frozen and spread wide before him, Esclepius could examine the human thoroughly.  Conjuring up a stool out of thin air, the God of Medicine sat in between the poor human’s legs and leaned in to observe the situation more closely.  Roughly grabbing his balls in his right hand, he was startled when he felt the invisible shield that seemed to surround them both.
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Sitting back up straight, Esclepius addressed Hephaestus.
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“So, the metal cage dropped right off when you opened it with the key, right?”
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Both Hephaestus and Archimedes nodded in agreement.
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“And yet, you still feel the presence of a “cage” now right?”
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Archimedes nodded.
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“This cage was not put on in the underworld by any chance was it?” Esclepius asked.
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Archimedes nodded again.
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“Well” the God of Medicine gasped in relief as he turned to talk to Hephaestus.  “There is your problem.  The key you made was of the physical world, and thus broke the “physical” lock.  Since the original cage was crafted in, and placed on Archimedes in the Underworld, this lock ALSO has a spiritual side, and sadly, that side is even more potent.  No man nor God can release the “spiritual” lock on the “spiritual” cage since the lock is not of the material world.”  Sensing the growing panic in his human patient, Asclepius smiled and tried to look soothing as possible as he presented the bad news.
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 “The good news is the key to your mortal lock has been opened, but your spiritual lock remains just as intact as ever.  Without obtaining that key, sadly, locked you shall remain until death takes you to the underworld and you can retrieve the key from whatever bastard is using it.”
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“Can’t he just go down there and get the key?” Hephaestus burst out, trying to see a way to alleviate this situation.
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“Sadly no, as unless a mortal is escorted to the Underworld by Hades direct command, it is a one way trip.  Now, all hope is not lost.  As you know, it is almost the winter solstice and that”
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“PERSEPHONE!!!  Of course!” Hephaestus interrupted.  “She leaves for the underworld the day after her party!   With luck, perhaps I can persuade her to bring the spirit key back in the spring.”  Esclepius nodded as Hephaestus had indeed guessed correctly.
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Spread naked and twitching, this news filled Archimedes with both hope and alarm.  “SPRING!!!!” he gulped as his cock involuntarily spasmed.  The idea of another three months of torment caused a tragic wail to erupt from his throat.
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Frowning, Hephaestus nodded.  Spring was the best he could do under the circumstances.  Turning back to Esclepius he whispered.  “In the interim, is their ANY relief you can offer this poor boy to alleviate his suffering?  Just look at him, obviously he is in agony!”
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Esclepius nodded as he watched Archimedes writhe in mid-air, his balls swaying and cock bobbing as he desperately humped the empty air.  Suddenly free from the PHYSICAL cage, he was now able to freely move and become erect, but the pent up frustration of so long a confinement was maddening.  Sweat poured off of his body as he grunted and moaned in a complete frenzy.  The display was quite erotic as Aetina and the rest of the fire nymphs grew wetter and wetter watching this desperate spectacle unfold, each twitch of his cock and spasm of his tormented body driving them wild with desire.
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Smacking his head with his right hand, Esclepius exclaimed.  “Of course!  The milk of Cerebus ought to offer some relief during his wait.”  Waving his hand a small wooden bucket appeared underneath Archimedes filled to the brim with a thick golden honeylike fluid.  Inside was the milk of the hound of Hades and it was highly sought after for its spiritual healing properties.  Applied to the skin, the warm milk would coat and soothe the muscles underneath, feeling as though it was massaged by a million feathers.  It would not be enough to get him off, but due to the fact that the milk also came from the underworld it would allow him some sensation.
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“Now, I recommend that we keep him bound for this treatment as the milk does it’s work.  The sensations will be so delightful and strong, I fear that poor Archimedes will be driven to try to “finish” himself off, and that will of course be counter-productive and futile.”
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Hephaestus grimaced, but nodded in agreement and left Archimedes naked and bound.  Nodding his head, the bucket rose from the floor and dipped his dangling bits inside, throughly coating them in their warm thick casing.  The reaction from Archimedes was instantaneous and it caused the nymphs to begin gushing rivers from their womanhood as they watched.  As his manhood was dipped, the pitiful wails of Archimedes turned into groans of complete bliss as the teasing milk began working.  His whole shaft and both balls felt like thousands of tiny hands were caressing and stroking him, and he grew even harder as his brain short circuited in the balm of bliss.  Less frantic now, he moaned and sighed as the milk slowly stroked and caressed his flesh.  He was desperate to cum of course but at least he was partially sated.  Hephaestus, satisfied that he had at least given Archimedes temporary relief, walked out of the volcano with Esclepius and both began their flight towards Olympus to retrieve Persephone.
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 As the two Gods departed all of the fire nymphs turned now to gaze at the arousing spectacle dangling over the floor in front of them.  When Aetina suddenly appeared from one ofmthe dark caves with a ladder, they all looked confused until she placed it behind Archimedes and began to climb.  Reaching the top, she carefully crawled off and wrapped her long silky legs around the neck of the delerious human, so enraptured by the erotic charge between his legs, he was helpless to resist her assault.  Grabbing his ears roughly, she pulled his desperate face into her crotch and shrieked in joy as he eagerly began licking and devouring her sex.  Moaning now herself, she turned back and yelled out to her jealous friends below and giggled.  “No sense letting all that erotic energy go to waste now is it?” she cried as her nectar coated the dutiful tongue and mouth of her new human worshipper.
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In the bedroom of Mercury, Pan now delicately parted the curtain and his mouth dropped open again at the sight.  There, completely naked on the bed was Mercury.  His ankles and wrists tied to the bedposts by glowing rings, his eyes blindfolded, ears plugged the rest of his body shook and strained violently.  Cut off from all distractions, he could only sense his wife’s tight pussy gripping his shaft.  On top of him, equally naked and more beautiful than Pan’s perverted imagination could have conjured was Pethio.  Her long hair cascading down her back, she was facing away from the curtain so all he could see was her gorgeous round ass gyrating slowly as she rode her husband.  With glacial and tortuous concentration she lifted up so that each throbbing inch of Mercury’s suffering penis was exposed as her own body pulsed in pleasure.  Equally slowly and deliberately she sat back down, twirling her hips in a circle when she reached the bottom of his shaft.  She was fucking him both in flesh and spirit.  Using his own cock as her personal pleasure rod, she enjoyed every throb and twitch of his dick as it strained inside her to erupt.  She was purposefully going extremely slowly, so as to maximize her own pleasure while simultaneously denying his.  From the pitiful sobs and begs coming from Mercury’s mouth, it was obvious that this dance had been going on for a long long long time.
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As Pan’s eyes adjusted to the dim light he was delighted to discover that adjacent from the couple was a huge mirror framed in pure gold.  From his vantage point, and invisible as he was , he now could see everything.  Pethio’s beautiful face was open mouthed and growling and was pure perfection as was her large firm breasts as they bounced playfully while she jiggled and teased her husband between her firm silky thighs.  Nothing in Pan’s considerable history could compare to this erotic scene and he now drooled uncontrollably as he watched this most intimate of acts play out before him for his own private amusement.  It was obvious, both from the heavy musky odor of arousal that permeated the room, and the fact that the silken sheets were soaked with divine sweat, this coupling had been going on for hours, perhaps days or months.  The sexual tension in the room literally throbbed with pent up desire as poor Mercury suffered under his wife’s creamy and unforgiving thighs.  Listening intently, Pan gulped as he heard the silence finally break.
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“Please Pethio, PLEASE!!!!  I beg you, for the love of Father Chaos, PLEASE LET ME CUMMMMMMMM!!!!!” Mercury begged, half in sobs and half in short pants.
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Laughing, Pethio obviously was immune to his pleas.  “No no!” she chastised.  “You are not nearly done.  After so many years of dealing with your hairtrigger cock, you have centuries of pleasure to make up for!” she cackled as she again torturously lowered herself agonizingly down onto his painful erection.  She was throughly enjoying herself, and no pitiful cries from Mercury were going to prevent her from maximizing every second of time for her own pleasure.
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  Pethio preferred a slow boil to a rapid roll, and now that she was in full command of her husband, she was stirring her own honey pot in JUST the right fashion to bring her own passions to fruition as fully as possible, just as she liked it.  Now grunting as she again quietly and ponderously lifted her pussy up off of Mercury’s meat, she growled as her own vaginal walls gripped and teased his shaft on her journey upwards.  Each millimeter of him filled her fully, and every wet surface of her love cave was happy and tingly as she enjoyed feeling the full girth of his impressive manhood throbbing inside her.  She was in NO rush, much preferring the slow lazy orgasms that came flooding out of her from her glacial pace than the unsatisfying wham bam thank you maam she was used to.  Her eyes perpetually closed in bliss, she shuddered as her body let loose another deluge of her sweet wine onto the pelvis of her husband.  The time she had enjoyed Mercury had been the most sexually satisfying of her life, and she had no intention of ending it early.  Opening her eyes to look down into the suffering face of Mercury beneath her, she noticed something in the reflection in the mirror.
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Keeping her cool, and not panicking, she noticed that someone was obviously behind the curtain.  The rustling was not caused by wind, and the way it tented out about 4 feet off the ground let her know that her tryst was being observed.  A private Goddess by nature, the fact that she was being spied upon oddly excited her.  Pan, unaware that she had noticed him, had lost all sense of reason and was now rapidly fapping away, blissfully ignorant of the fact that his penile machinations were telegraphing his activities clearly through the moving velvet fabric of the curtain.  Blindfolded and horny beyond sanity, Mercury obviously noticed nothing as he continued to whimper pitiful pleas of mercy from his captor.  Pan however had broken his concentration by his masturbation attempt, and now was fully visible again, his cloven hooves and furry goat legs clearly visible under the bottom of the curtain.
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Pethio’s excitement at knowing she was being watched now turned to amusement as she spotted his hooves.  “PAN!” she thought to herself.  “I should have known it would be that perve!”  Closing her eyes again in bliss, she quickly conjured up a plot and giggled to herself at her cleverness.
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Grabbing her Husband’s left wrist, she removed one of the rings and quickly tied both wrists together over his head with the other one.  Mercury did not bother to even attempt to escape as he knew that his only hope at freedom lay with his wife and escape attempts were futile.  Now with the one ring in her hand, she smiled as she spoke out loud.
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“Dear poor Mercury, I have to run out for a second, but fear not.  I will make sure you are quite entertained while I am gone!”  Clapping her hands, three gorgeous nymphs appeared, and she instructed them to make sure that Mercury’s cock remained hard, primed and ready to go while she was out.  His pitiful wails grew deafening as she slowly lifted off of him and his giant meat flopped out of its warm hot sheath of her pussy with a loud wet plop.  The sudden loss of being tucked in her honey cave caused the God to moan and shiver, but as always Pethio was thinking ahead.  
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Looking at her Nymph servants, Pethio crooked her finger and invited them up onto the bed. Always eager to please their mistress, and with a genuine desire for their God Mercury, the three lovelies stripped and crawled onto the sheets quivering in sexual anticipation.  They loved nothing better than using their tongues on the well hung Mercury and they knew that while Pethio was out, their job was to perpetually lick and suck him right to the edge but not over.  Pan of course was mesmerized by the scene and did not notice that Pethio now carried a glowing ring in her hand.  Stroking himself into a frenzy, he vicariously imagined it was his cock that now was being sucked and teased by the three nymphs.  He also did not notice nor care that his invisibility spell had completely worn off.  Pethio slipped out a hidden side door with little notice as Pan’s attention was now firmly focused on the three gorgeous nymphs desperately felating Mercury on the bed.  
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Minutes seemed like hours as Pan grunted and strained, his hand a blur on his genitals as he watched the impromptu porn show in front of him and slowly but relentlessly jacked off.  So engrossed in the show was Pan that he did not hear the outer door opening behind him and when Pethio grabbed both of his wrists and pulled them behind his back, quickly cuffing him with the glowing bolt, he was too startled and helpless to stop her.  Now bound behind his back, his cock drooled and spasmed as it was completely exposed to her angry gaze and sadly had been stopped right before he let loose a huge steaming load.  Grabbing his balls in her hand, Pethio pulled him to her and scowled as she glowered into his eyes.  “This is NOT your lucky day PERVE!!!!!”
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Hours had seemed like months back in the cauldron of Vesuvius for Archimedes as he serviced one insatiable nymph after another writhing on his face.  The ladder had been well used by the group and quite a line had formed when Hephaestus, Esclepius and now Persephone entered the cave.  
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“Well Now, it seems like your boy Archimedes has kept quite busy while you were gone!” Persephone giggled as the three Gods entered the volcano and witnessed the poor erect throbbing human still suspended in space, throbbing with a shrieking fire nymph seated firmly on his face.
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Laughing, Hephaestus nodded.  “Yes, as you can see, he is quite popular!” As his laughter abated, he clapped his hands and the thick writhing covering of quivering horny nymphs dropped from his body and scampered off into the surrounding caves.  
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“Archimedes!!!!!  Remember me!!!!” Persephone cried as she saw the wet nectar soaked face of her longtime human friend.  Archimedes could not answer as he was far too gone, now only 
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Turning to Hephaestus, she winked.  “Of course I will do all I can do to help my husband’s former servant here, but….” 
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“But?” Hephaestus asked, afraid to know her price.
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“It is a small but!” Persephone replied in her most soothing tone of voice as she held her forefinger and thumb close together.  “As you know, in a few days I will return to the underworld for winter, and, well, I want to enjoy myself as much this year as I did last, so, I need something from you.”
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“Persephone, you know I am quite generous and always willing to help you out, ask and you shall receive.  No price is TOO high for my good friend Archimedes here.” Hephaestus blustered.
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“Great!” Persephone replied.  “Last winter I thoroughly enjoyed using the shackles of Hercules on Hades, and, well, as you know, they belong to Hera and she has them back now.  I have heard that YOU have a second secret set, and if you agree to give them to me, I will bring back Archimedes key in the spring when I return.  That seems like a small price does it not?”
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The desperate groan of Archimedes was the only sound that could be heard over the constant hissing of the steam, and after pondering the proposal for a few tense seconds, Hephaestus winked and nodded to Archimedes great relief.  Persephone was such a shrewd Goddess and the price was high but not ridiculous.  He still did not want to part with his one secret pair of the shackles before making sure he would not need them in his revenge plot for Demetrius.  Turning to Archimedes Hephaestus cried out.  “So boy, before I part with such a treasure on your behalf, are you SURE that your machine will hold its intended victim without them?”
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His voice cracking as the milk of Cerebus teased and massaged his loins, Archimedes screamed.  “YES, YES, A MILLION TIMES YES!!!!! NO MAN NOR GOD COULD ESCAPE THAT DEVICE!!!!!” he barked out before returning to his pattern of low growls and desperate grunts. 
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Hearing those words, Hephaestus smiled and turned to Persephone.  “Well my dear, it appears we have a deal!”
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Back in Pethio’s bedroom however, things were going quite badly for Pan.  Suddenly finding himself handcuffed behind his back with the lightning bolts of Zeus was quite humiliating, especially with his hard dick hanging out of his toga.  Struggling desperately to bring his hands forward, Pan’s face grew redder and redder, both in anger but also humiliation as his erection was fully exposed as his toga was now wide open.  Pethio  had snuck up on him at just the right moment and grabbed his wrists mid stroke.  As she watched his increasingly hilarious frenzy to escape, she laughed as with one flick of her fingers she untied his toga and it dropped to the floor, thus exposing him completely.
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“OK Perve!” she laughed as she stared into Pan’s reddening face.  “Why are you here?  Do you like getting your jollies watching me have an intimate moment with my husband?  Does that get you off? Do you pump that pathetic little sausage at night thinking about my warm cooch sliding up and down Mercury’s prodigious cock?  Do you fantasize about having a meat log like his while you have that dangling pitiful worm between your legs?”  
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Pethio’s words cut like a knife but also made Pan even hornier.  Although definitely not small by any stretch of the imagination, his cock was tiny when compared to Mercury’s.  Ironically, the giant meat of Mercury was beautiful to look at, but quick to spit, at least until recently.  As he felt the icy stare of Pethio gaze over his nudity, he again could not control himself and found his eyes wandering down from her face to stare at her chest, now just barely covered in a diaphanous pink silk gown she had hastily put on.  Feeling his lusty gaze on her body, and seeing her husband in the background moaning as the three nymphs worked him over, Pethio grinned an evil crooked smile. 
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Seeing this, Pan gulped and now began to try and talk himself out of this situation.  “Pethio, I, I, I am sorry, but I had to come here for, well, it was not to spy on you, but, well, er”.  As he spoke he realized that no matter what he said he was fucked.  If he said he came to spy on her, she would be furious, if he said he came for her slippers, she would be furious, it was a no win situation.  “I have been sent on a mission to bring Mercury back to the main palace.  We have to be at the war room for plans soon.”
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Pethio watched Pan stumble and stutter and grew more and more amused, even though she was pissed.  As he spoke, she noticed his left leg begin to move rapidly up and down, and she knew this was a clear sign he was lying.  Now she really was curious and she snapped her fingers to catch the attention of her three nymphs.
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“Girls!” she announced as she drug Pan into the room by his balls.  “I have a new assignment for you.  Pan here is lying pig, and also a Perve, so I want you to use all of your skills to keep him as hot and horny as Mercury, but do NOT push him over the edge.”  Spinning Pan around she fastened the bolt to the bedpost and thus had him trapped.  From this vantage point he could see Mercury moaning on the bed, but could not move his arms nor escape, Pethio had him well trapped.  Seeing the Nymphs now lift their heads up out of Mercury’s crotch and eye him hungrily, his balls began to vibrate as his cock started drooling as they crawled towards him grinning.
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“And since he is such a perve I will let him listen to what he cannot have while you three do your work.” Pethio announced as she again stripped off gown and tied it tightly over Pan’s eyes.  “Maybe if he tells us WHY he broke into my house, I will consider letting him go.” she teased as she ran her sharp nails down Pan’s chest and felt the heaviness building in his balls.
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Pan, knowing that she was naked but not being able to see her drove him even wilder and the whole bed shook as he frantically tried to get loose.  Pethio giggled as she crawled back onto Mercury and slowly lowered herself back down onto his marble-like erection.  Mercury’s loud sigh and Pethio’s pleasurable moan filled the room as they met, and the symphony of pleasurable grunts caused Pan to drip and twitch even more.  Feeling the first of the three moist tongues circle his balls he now added his own moans to theirs as the sap rose in his trunk.  Once again, right at the very moment of blastoff they stopped and giggled as he whimpered in desperate horny agony.  
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Pethio was in a state of pure bliss as she rode Mercury.  Seeing Pan so desperate to her left and her own husband so desperate under her thighs, a huge orgasmic wave flowed over her as she shrieked in total animalistic pleasure.  The wave was so forceful her honey dam burst as she flooded her husband’s pelvis with her thick aromatic nectar.  Knowing that she had TWO Gods desperate and panting for her seemed to be the biggest Aphrodisiac of all.
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Hearing her orgasmic screams coupled with the maddening teasing sensations of the nymphs oral manipulations on his manbits, Pan screamed.  “Please PETHIO, PLEASE!!!!  I will tell you everything! I came here for your slippers on a mission from Zeus!  Now for mercy’s sake, please let me CUM!”
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Her face beaming in triumph, she continued to ride Mercury but now stretched out her right leg and shewed the nymphs away from Pan’s cock with her foot.  Feeling her silky toes grip his cockhead, Pan sighed, as he thought that finally she would relent and he continued to stammer and stutter as the entire plot flew out of his lips.  Everything was revealed including the mission to retrieve Europa from Egypt and Pan thought that the more he told her the more likely he was to finally get to spurt.  He was sadly mistaken.
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“Wonderful Pan, WONDERFUL!  I knew you would spill the beans and all it took was a few little licks from my servants to have you babbling like a baby.  So, you like my slippers eh?” she smirked as she now ran her big toe under his shaft, enjoying every twitch and wriggle her torment invoked.  “I think I know JUST what punishment you deserve now for your indiscretion.”  
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Clapping her hands again she called her servants back onto the bed.  “Now girls, this will be a real treat.  While I go out for a minute to talk to Hera, I want you to use your mouths on my husband while simultaneously using your feet on Pan.  You think you can pull this off?” she laughed as they all quivered and giggled while taking their positions.  Mercury, too far gone in his own fog of unquenched desire to know what was going on once again moaned as the three tongues resumed their torturous licking routine.  His moans were now joined by Pan who’s cock throbbed while six gorgeous feet simultaneously stroked and teased his cock and balls as Pethio snickered as she got dressed.  Hera would be most interested in this development and as a good friend, she wanted to let her know right away.
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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 87

Archimedes could feel his mouth drool as he looked upon the object dangling from Hephaestus’s Fiery fingers. Still glowing red hot and smoldering, the key was fresh from the forge and the rumbling in his balls matched the nervousness in his stomach as he gazed upon the object of his desire. It had been so long, so many months of self imposed chastity in the underworld, only to be tricked into further confinement by Helen right at the cusp of his ultimate reward. Now, thinking back to the fifty beauties waiting for him in his palace, all desiring no man but he, finally perhaps this long horrific ordeal was coming to an end and his poor aching cock would finally get relief.
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Laughing, Hephaestus whispered to one of his seductive fire nymphs. “He seems QUITE anxious, doesn’t he?”
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She could do nothing but giggle as Archimedes appeared totally hypnotized by the newly born key.
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“Here it is Archimedes, the payoff for all of your spectacular labors!!!” Hephaestus joked as he swung the still radiating key in front of the tantalized human. “Now, please remove your toga, so we can get that little jail off your manhood.”
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Archimedes turned as red as Hephaestus as he slowly and shyly began to take off his short robe. The heat of the volcano was stifling so he was not heavily clad, but he still had a certain level of modesty, and now even that small amount was going to be stripped away. Lowering his toga to the floor, Archimedes stood in only a single loincloth. Fidgeting nervously he blushed as he began to untie the side strings. Apart from the sound of constant the hissing of steam exiting the vents, the unmistakable girlish twitter of the fire nymphs giggles caused him even more humiliation as he stripped down. Realizing that today was the big day for his release, word had spread quickly, and all fifty fire nymphs now entered the cavern to watch the show. As he lowered his loincloth to the ground, they all erupted in laughter and delight.
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“You have quite a fan club here Archimedes!” Hephaestus laughed. “It is quite obvious that they all want to help you get that chastity cage off, and are even more anxious to see that big cock of yours fire off after such a long marination. If it is half as big as your brain, you must be packing some serious meat!”
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Archimedes said nothing, but stood ramrod straight. He nervously laughed while cupping himself in a sad attempt to hide his manbits from the impromptu throng gathered to witness his release. This attempt at modesty only seemed to inflame the already fiery nymphs, and they turned up their hoots and catcalls to deafening levels at his actions. As the only human allowed into the palace of Hephaestus, he had been quite the attraction over the past few months, and being an extremely well built human, they were filled with extreme erotic curiosity about this helper of their Lord. Their presence was very embarrassing to Archimedes and his stripping progress grew slower and slower as the room rapidly filled with more giggling beautiful nymphs.
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“Look Archimedes, if you want to get loose, you are going to have to show us the goods, so come on, let’s see what we are dealing with!” Hephaestus snickered as Archimedes discomfort amused him greatly. With a huge reluctant sigh, Archimedes dropped his hands to his side and now stood stark naked in front of the room.
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Once exposed, a collective yelp went up in the crowd, the biggest one coming from Hephaestus himself. Archimedes was truly blessed in the penile department but the cage he had been suffering in was painfully small. Now completely exposed, it was obvious that he was desperate to escape as his throbbing erection mashed up against the bars in a mangled puzzle of man flesh. His poor blue balls pulsated against the steel mesh and his cock was an equally distressing purple as it squirmed inside its tiny metal prison.
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“YEEOW!” Hephaestus cried as he looked at his suffering testicles and cock. “That looks insanely painful!!!! You need to get out of that thing and you need to get out now. GIRLS! Go free that boy right away!” he commanded as he passed the glowing key to Aetina, the lovely curvalicious chief of the fire nymphs.
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Aetina’s black eyes shimmered as she licked her lips and slowly and seductively approached Archimedes. With sweat pouring off of his body, both from the infinitely spewing steam of the volcano, but also from months of pent up arousal, he felt almost faint as he saw the glorious vision approach. Stacked and completely naked, her ruby colored skin shimmered as he studied each curve of her glorious body. Saliva drooled rapidly from his mouth as he watched the low hanging glowing breasts and the full shapely womanly hips sashay towards him. Grinning like a cat who eyed her prey, Aetina gently grabbed his balls and pulled him towards her, twirling the key around her long fingers as she smiled.
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Inserting the key into the lock, she turned and at once the lock sprung open and the iron snap flew apart. Instantly Archimedes’ cock sprang out and smacked into his stomach, twitching and drooling as each inch of him stretched in the delights of new found freedom. Sighing deeply, he felt his legs go wobbly as his cock fully engorged with blood and his balls tingled in both pain and pleasure after being sprung from their tight confinement.
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Grinning in Pride, the look of bliss and relief that appeared on Archimedes face filled Hephaestus with intense pleasure. He had really grown to both like and admire this incredibly intelligent human, and after the tremendous job he had performed both in constructing the pegging machine for Demetrius as well as the numerous ballistas to be used in the coming war with the Egyptian Gods, he was happy to finally be able to pay him back.
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Archimedes was dumbstruck as his normal highly efficient brain now reverted completely to its reptilian form. He could think of nothing now but relieving the pressure in his balls, and the only question now was HOW he was going to enjoy his first moments of penile freedom. Would it be in a delicious fourway back in his palace? Would he take and ravage those golden automatons who had serviced and teased him so relentlessly over the past few months? Would it be right now on the molten lava floor of this volcano with the incredibly sexy Aetina, whose curvy delights and seductive body were just inches from his grasp. Pondering his possibilities he helds his breath as he saw the red beauty drop to her knees and lick her lips. The choice obviously was not his to make, as it was apparent he was going to erupt his load right now into the delicious fiery lips of the beauty who stared so lovingly and adoringly at his aching cock. His head thrown back into a full moan, he placed his hands on the back of her head and grinned as he felt her move forward to take him.
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Trembling in anticipation, he rolled his eyes back as he prepared to feel her warm moist tongue bathe his tormented member. As she opened her mouth and with a devilish glint in her eye, she took the head of his cock into her mouth and slowly closed her lips around his glans. As he anticipated the warm velvety feel of her mouth, suddenly seconds turned into minutes and he opened his eyes. Something was wrong, surely she would not be teasing and denying him NOW!
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Looking down between his legs he saw her straining, her jaw muscles flexing as she tried with all of her might to make contact with his flesh. Despite her efforts, nothing was working and as she sat back on her haunches in frustration, and to gather strength for another try, he could stand no more. Quickly bringing his hands to his cock he was horrified to discover that he could come close but could not actually make contact with his skin. Something was blocking him and whatever it was was invisible and obviously very very powerful. Relief turned into anguish as he let loose an earth shattering cry of complete despair and total desperation that shook the entire cauldron.
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Meanwhile, alone in the bushes outside Mercury and Pethio’s palace, squatted Pan. Nervous and already aroused, he reviewed his options for pilfering Pethio’s slippers. This was NOT going to be an easy task, as Pethio loathed Pan for a host of reasons, chief among them was the fact that she felt he was a bad influence on her husband Mercury.
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This feeling was completely justified as Pan was indeed a very bad influence on Mercury as he was on almost everyone else. Pan, apart from Dionysus, was the most libidinous of the Gods and making him even more dangerous to marital fidelity, was unmarried. Always one to instigate a boy’s weekend out, a night with Pan would no doubt involve as much alcohol, excessive food and willing naked nymphs as any man or God could ever want. Because of this dubious reputation, he was the ultimate buddy to all of the male Gods, but the ultimate enemy of their wives as they knew he would NOT be constructive in their feeble attempts to keep their divine husband even remotely faithful. This combined with the fact that Pethio, as one of the most beautiful and desirable Goddesses on Olympus and one that had never succumbed to Pan’s more earthy charms, made Pan extremely nervous and agitated in her presence. Her unsurpassable gorgeous charms got him tongue tied in seconds and the fact that she hated his guts made her just that much more desirable to him.
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Thinking about his plan of attack, Pan decided that subterfuge was definitely called for in this situation. If he were discovered inside the palace, obviously Pethio would be alerted, and no matter WHO requested her slippers she was liable to not give them up just out of spite. Hiding amongst the shrubs, Pan looked up the golden walls of the building to the top floor where Pethio and Mercury had their bedroom and studied closely. With some luck, they, as major Olympians and always with a demanding social calendar, would be out. All he had to do was climb up to the top level, slip inside an open window, grab the winged slippers and leave. How hard could that be?
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As always, the palace was a beehive of activity and it took hours for there to be a slight respite in the crowds of nymphs that rushed throughout the grounds on their endless duties. Finally, Pan saw a lull and with his furry goat legs climbed up the trellis and perched on the upstairs balcony. Luck was with him he thought as he saw an open window which he skillfully and stealthily climbed through. Entering, his mouth flew open at the luxurious surroundings. Mercury and Pethio obviously lived EXTREMELY well!
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The room he entered was Pethio’s dressing room and the goat legged God could not believe his good fortune at hitting the right room on the first try. With over one thousand possibilities in the palace, he grinned as the felt that fate herself must be directing his destiny. Everything he laid eyes on was covered in gold and gemstones, and glittered in unimaginable luxury and excess. His humble wooden and rustic palace was a hovel compared to this monstrosity and his feelings of inadequacy were heightened as he viewed more of the interior. Green lustrous jade formed columns that held up a ceiling of pure rubies. “A hottie like Pethio is obviously VERY high maintenance! Yet another reason to stay single.” he thought to himself as he snuck through the baroque and stately surroundings. In front of him stood her cavernous closet, and he felt his cock twitch as he thought of all those glorious slinky silky unmentionables stored within. Shaking his head, he tried to remain focused. “Slippers Pan, SLIPPERS ONLY!!!!” he thought to himself as he gingerly opened her closet.
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Opening the diamond incrusted doors, the sight of hundreds of tiny silken thongs hanging on golden hangars was almost too much for Pan to take. Even more enticing was the sight (and smell) below him of the hamper. As his astonished eyes grew wide, he viewed the contents of hundreds of worn moist hot panties all laying at his feet, begging for him to sniff and savor. His cock now straining in his toga, he grabbed a used thong from the hamper and held it to his nose, drinking the rich musky aroma of Pethio’s pussy deeply into his divine lungs. The scent driving like a spike into his brain caused his cock to burst through the thin fabric of his loincloth and tent his toga out fully. This was pure HEAVEN, like winning the lottery when you didn’t even know you bought a ticket!
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Dropping to his knees, he frantically grabbed thong after thong into his hand and covered his face with their silky pleasures. Her strong womanly scent was still heavily imbued in the shimmering fabric and it took all of his willpower not to jack off right there marinated as he was in the fog of her intimate perfume. Shaking his head in an attempt to stay focused, he saw on the top shelf the object of his quest, her delicate slippers.
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Pethio, like her husband Mercury, had winged slippers except hers were especially feminine and totally delightful. Made entirely of hummingbird feathers, they glowed in the dim light and as he clutched them in her hand, his cock grew amazingly even harder. Imagining his tongue dancing over the glorious toes that these delicate slippers clad, he began to drip as he imagined a long, teasing footjob from the object of his desire. He was not stupid however, and he knew that every second he remained in the palace was yet another second he might be discovered. Holding the slippers in his hand, he blinked and they began to animate, the feathers moving as they took flight and soared out the window on their mission towards the palace of Zeus. Having accomplished his mission, he should have just snuck back out the window undiscovered and chalked the whole episode up as a victory, but Pan was not known for prudence.
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Tip-toeing back to the open window, he paused as he thought he heard the unmistakable moan of a woman in the throes of full lusty pleasure coming from the adjacent room. Horniness and unstoppable curiosity overcame common sense as he was drawn to the erotically charged sound. Before him stood two large sapphire encrusted doors that led to Pethio and Mercury’s bedroom and the ruckus from within could not be contained by the thickness of the doors. Bending down to listen, the noise he heard caused his already erect cock to begin to painfully throb.
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“OH Mercury!!!!!! Yes baby YES!!!!! FIll me up, fill me up completely!!!!” Pethio shrieked as she rode the prodigious, and bound, cock of her spreadeagle and chained naked husband.
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Hearing this, Pan could not help himself, and with all the concentration he could muster, he forced his own arousal down to a point where he could turn himself invisible and slipped silently inside. Finding a huge purple velvet curtain in front of him Pan smiled as he realized this would be the perfect hiding place. Settling in, the heavy aroma of sex permeated everything, and he could not help but give his dick a couple of priming pumps as he prepared to part the curtain and enjoy the show before him.
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Back in Vesuvius, Hephaestus was grim. Wanting so desperately to help Archimedes, the howls of his despair erupting from Archimedes throat were shattering to him. Pushing Aetina roughly out of the way, he looked down at the throbbing cock and balls of his human servant with sadness and alarm.
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From the visible material world nothing seemed the matter, but it was quite obvious from the desperate clawing of his human friend at his nether regions, something was seriously amiss.
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“What the fuck is wrong!!!!” Hephaestus yelled at the top of his lungs agitated by the seemingly unending stress of his human ward. The answer he received both frightened and oddly aroused him.
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“Hephaestus, God of FIRE!!” Archimedes panted as he continued hopelessly to stroke his own cock to no avail. “There appears to be some kind of shield over my, my, my”
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“Manhood?” Hephaestus interrupted, to Archimedes pitiful nodding in sad agreement. Leaning down to inspect, it was not immediately obvious what was wrong on the surface, but Hephaestus did find it odd that there appeared to be a slight purple aura surrounding Archimedes manly package. Standing up straight, he pulled Aetina up from another futile fellatio attempt and asked her to fetch Esclipius right away.
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“Hang on Archimedes!” Hephaestus soothingly spoke. “If there is any God on Olympus who can solve your problem it is Esclepius!”
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Minutes seemed like hours for the God of Medicine and healing to arrive, but arrive he finally did. Looking disheveled and out of sorts, Esclepius still was all business as he certainly wanted to impress a major God like Hephaestus.
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“What seems to be the problem here?” he matter of factly asked as Aetina guided him to Archimedes.
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Quickly explaining the situation, Esclepius continued to stroke his chin in thought as Archimedes grew more and more frantic in his attempt to stroke himself.
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“Honestly Hephaestus!” Esclepius finally interrupted. “If he continues to try and touch himself, how on earth am I supposed to perform a proper examination?”
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When Hephaestus waved his hand in the air, Archimedes was chagrined to find himself spread-eagled, naked and throbbing in mid-air, his hands firmly frozen out straight over his head while his legs were splayed painfully wide. In this position, he not only could not move a muscle, but every inch of his body was completely exposed from his low hanging throbbing balls to his now stretched open wide ass. Completely helpless and humiliated, Archimedes could only struggle futilely against the divine bonds Hephaestus had placed him in. Frozen in place, his entire body was fully on view and easy to access. Perfect for the examination Esclepius required, the position exposed Archimedes in the most humiliating position possible. If this was not embarrassing enough the gasps and stifled giggles of the fire nymphs only ramped up the level of shame. Everything Archimedes had was now on full display as his ankles were stretched even wider and his throbbing balls hung low and loose while his erect cock bobbed hopefully in the air.
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Now with Archimedes crotch frozen and spread wide before him, Esclepius could examine the human thoroughly. Conjuring up a stool out of thin air, the God of Medicine sat in between the poor human’s legs and leaned in to observe the situation more closely. Roughly grabbing his balls in his right hand, he was startled when he felt the invisible shield that seemed to surround them both.
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Sitting back up straight, Esclepius addressed Hephaestus.
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“So, the metal cage dropped right off when you opened it with the key, right?”
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Both Hephaestus and Archimedes nodded in agreement.
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“And yet, you still feel the presence of a “cage” now right?”
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Archimedes nodded.
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“This cage was not put on in the underworld by any chance was it?” Esclepius asked.
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Archimedes nodded again.
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“Well” the God of Medicine gasped in relief as he turned to talk to Hephaestus. “There is your problem. The key you made was of the physical world, and thus broke the “physical” lock. Since the original cage was crafted in, and placed on Archimedes in the Underworld, this lock ALSO has a spiritual side, and sadly, that side is even more potent. No man nor God can release the “spiritual” lock on the “spiritual” cage since the lock is not of the material world.” Sensing the growing panic in his human patient, Asclepius smiled and tried to look soothing as possible as he presented the bad news.
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“The good news is the key to your mortal lock has been opened, but your spiritual lock remains just as intact as ever. Without obtaining that key, sadly, locked you shall remain until death takes you to the underworld and you can retrieve the key from whatever bastard is using it.”
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“Can’t he just go down there and get the key?” Hephaestus burst out, trying to see a way to alleviate this situation.
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“Sadly no, as unless a mortal is escorted to the Underworld by Hades direct command, it is a one way trip. Now, all hope is not lost. As you know, it is almost the winter solstice and that”
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“PERSEPHONE!!! Of course!” Hephaestus interrupted. “She leaves for the underworld the day after her party! With luck, perhaps I can persuade her to bring the spirit key back in the spring.” Esclepius nodded as Hephaestus had indeed guessed correctly.
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Spread naked and twitching, this news filled Archimedes with both hope and alarm. “SPRING!!!!” he gulped as his cock involuntarily spasmed. The idea of another three months of torment caused a tragic wail to erupt from his throat.
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Frowning, Hephaestus nodded. Spring was the best he could do under the circumstances. Turning back to Esclepius he whispered. “In the interim, is their ANY relief you can offer this poor boy to alleviate his suffering? Just look at him, obviously he is in agony!”
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Esclepius nodded as he watched Archimedes writhe in mid-air, his balls swaying and cock bobbing as he desperately humped the empty air. Suddenly free from the PHYSICAL cage, he was now able to freely move and become erect, but the pent up frustration of so long a confinement was maddening. Sweat poured off of his body as he grunted and moaned in a complete frenzy. The display was quite erotic as Aetina and the rest of the fire nymphs grew wetter and wetter watching this desperate spectacle unfold, each twitch of his cock and spasm of his tormented body driving them wild with desire.
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Smacking his head with his right hand, Esclepius exclaimed. “Of course! The milk of Cerebus ought to offer some relief during his wait.” Waving his hand a small wooden bucket appeared underneath Archimedes filled to the brim with a thick golden honeylike fluid. Inside was the milk of the hound of Hades and it was highly sought after for its spiritual healing properties. Applied to the skin, the warm milk would coat and soothe the muscles underneath, feeling as though it was massaged by a million feathers. It would not be enough to get him off, but due to the fact that the milk also came from the underworld it would allow him some sensation.
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“Now, I recommend that we keep him bound for this treatment as the milk does it’s work. The sensations will be so delightful and strong, I fear that poor Archimedes will be driven to try to “finish” himself off, and that will of course be counter-productive and futile.”
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Hephaestus grimaced, but nodded in agreement and left Archimedes naked and bound. Nodding his head, the bucket rose from the floor and dipped his dangling bits inside, throughly coating them in their warm thick casing. The reaction from Archimedes was instantaneous and it caused the nymphs to begin gushing rivers from their womanhood as they watched. As his manhood was dipped, the pitiful wails of Archimedes turned into groans of complete bliss as the teasing milk began working. His whole shaft and both balls felt like thousands of tiny hands were caressing and stroking him, and he grew even harder as his brain short circuited in the balm of bliss. Less frantic now, he moaned and sighed as the milk slowly stroked and caressed his flesh. He was desperate to cum of course but at least he was partially sated. Hephaestus, satisfied that he had at least given Archimedes temporary relief, walked out of the volcano with Esclepius and both began their flight towards Olympus to retrieve Persephone.
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As the two Gods departed all of the fire nymphs turned now to gaze at the arousing spectacle dangling over the floor in front of them. When Aetina suddenly appeared from one ofmthe dark caves with a ladder, they all looked confused until she placed it behind Archimedes and began to climb. Reaching the top, she carefully crawled off and wrapped her long silky legs around the neck of the delerious human, so enraptured by the erotic charge between his legs, he was helpless to resist her assault. Grabbing his ears roughly, she pulled his desperate face into her crotch and shrieked in joy as he eagerly began licking and devouring her sex. Moaning now herself, she turned back and yelled out to her jealous friends below and giggled. “No sense letting all that erotic energy go to waste now is it?” she cried as her nectar coated the dutiful tongue and mouth of her new human worshipper.
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In the bedroom of Mercury, Pan now delicately parted the curtain and his mouth dropped open again at the sight. There, completely naked on the bed was Mercury. His ankles and wrists tied to the bedposts by glowing rings, his eyes blindfolded, ears plugged the rest of his body shook and strained violently. Cut off from all distractions, he could only sense his wife’s tight pussy gripping his shaft. On top of him, equally naked and more beautiful than Pan’s perverted imagination could have conjured was Pethio. Her long hair cascading down her back, she was facing away from the curtain so all he could see was her gorgeous round ass gyrating slowly as she rode her husband. With glacial and tortuous concentration she lifted up so that each throbbing inch of Mercury’s suffering penis was exposed as her own body pulsed in pleasure. Equally slowly and deliberately she sat back down, twirling her hips in a circle when she reached the bottom of his shaft. She was fucking him both in flesh and spirit. Using his own cock as her personal pleasure rod, she enjoyed every throb and twitch of his dick as it strained inside her to erupt. She was purposefully going extremely slowly, so as to maximize her own pleasure while simultaneously denying his. From the pitiful sobs and begs coming from Mercury’s mouth, it was obvious that this dance had been going on for a long long long time.
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As Pan’s eyes adjusted to the dim light he was delighted to discover that adjacent from the couple was a huge mirror framed in pure gold. From his vantage point, and invisible as he was , he now could see everything. Pethio’s beautiful face was open mouthed and growling and was pure perfection as was her large firm breasts as they bounced playfully while she jiggled and teased her husband between her firm silky thighs. Nothing in Pan’s considerable history could compare to this erotic scene and he now drooled uncontrollably as he watched this most intimate of acts play out before him for his own private amusement. It was obvious, both from the heavy musky odor of arousal that permeated the room, and the fact that the silken sheets were soaked with divine sweat, this coupling had been going on for hours, perhaps days or months. The sexual tension in the room literally throbbed with pent up desire as poor Mercury suffered under his wife’s creamy and unforgiving thighs. Listening intently, Pan gulped as he heard the silence finally break.
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“Please Pethio, PLEASE!!!! I beg you, for the love of Father Chaos, PLEASE LET ME CUMMMMMMMM!!!!!” Mercury begged, half in sobs and half in short pants.
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Laughing, Pethio obviously was immune to his pleas. “No no!” she chastised. “You are not nearly done. After so many years of dealing with your hairtrigger cock, you have centuries of pleasure to make up for!” she cackled as she again torturously lowered herself agonizingly down onto his painful erection. She was throughly enjoying herself, and no pitiful cries from Mercury were going to prevent her from maximizing every second of time for her own pleasure.
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Pethio preferred a slow boil to a rapid roll, and now that she was in full command of her husband, she was stirring her own honey pot in JUST the right fashion to bring her own passions to fruition as fully as possible, just as she liked it. Now grunting as she again quietly and ponderously lifted her pussy up off of Mercury’s meat, she growled as her own vaginal walls gripped and teased his shaft on her journey upwards. Each millimeter of him filled her fully, and every wet surface of her love cave was happy and tingly as she enjoyed feeling the full girth of his impressive manhood throbbing inside her. She was in NO rush, much preferring the slow lazy orgasms that came flooding out of her from her glacial pace than the unsatisfying wham bam thank you maam she was used to. Her eyes perpetually closed in bliss, she shuddered as her body let loose another deluge of her sweet wine onto the pelvis of her husband. The time she had enjoyed Mercury had been the most sexually satisfying of her life, and she had no intention of ending it early. Opening her eyes to look down into the suffering face of Mercury beneath her, she noticed something in the reflection in the mirror.
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Keeping her cool, and not panicking, she noticed that someone was obviously behind the curtain. The rustling was not caused by wind, and the way it tented out about 4 feet off the ground let her know that her tryst was being observed. A private Goddess by nature, the fact that she was being spied upon oddly excited her. Pan, unaware that she had noticed him, had lost all sense of reason and was now rapidly fapping away, blissfully ignorant of the fact that his penile machinations were telegraphing his activities clearly through the moving velvet fabric of the curtain. Blindfolded and horny beyond sanity, Mercury obviously noticed nothing as he continued to whimper pitiful pleas of mercy from his captor. Pan however had broken his concentration by his masturbation attempt, and now was fully visible again, his cloven hooves and furry goat legs clearly visible under the bottom of the curtain.
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Pethio’s excitement at knowing she was being watched now turned to amusement as she spotted his hooves. “PAN!” she thought to herself. “I should have known it would be that perve!” Closing her eyes again in bliss, she quickly conjured up a plot and giggled to herself at her cleverness.
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Grabbing her Husband’s left wrist, she removed one of the rings and quickly tied both wrists together over his head with the other one. Mercury did not bother to even attempt to escape as he knew that his only hope at freedom lay with his wife and escape attempts were futile. Now with the one ring in her hand, she smiled as she spoke out loud.
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“Dear poor Mercury, I have to run out for a second, but fear not. I will make sure you are quite entertained while I am gone!” Clapping her hands, three gorgeous nymphs appeared, and she instructed them to make sure that Mercury’s cock remained hard, primed and ready to go while she was out. His pitiful wails grew deafening as she slowly lifted off of him and his giant meat flopped out of its warm hot sheath of her pussy with a loud wet plop. The sudden loss of being tucked in her honey cave caused the God to moan and shiver, but as always Pethio was thinking ahead.
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Looking at her Nymph servants, Pethio crooked her finger and invited them up onto the bed. Always eager to please their mistress, and with a genuine desire for their God Mercury, the three lovelies stripped and crawled onto the sheets quivering in sexual anticipation. They loved nothing better than using their tongues on the well hung Mercury and they knew that while Pethio was out, their job was to perpetually lick and suck him right to the edge but not over. Pan of course was mesmerized by the scene and did not notice that Pethio now carried a glowing ring in her hand. Stroking himself into a frenzy, he vicariously imagined it was his cock that now was being sucked and teased by the three nymphs. He also did not notice nor care that his invisibility spell had completely worn off. Pethio slipped out a hidden side door with little notice as Pan’s attention was now firmly focused on the three gorgeous nymphs desperately felating Mercury on the bed.
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Minutes seemed like hours as Pan grunted and strained, his hand a blur on his genitals as he watched the impromptu porn show in front of him and slowly but relentlessly jacked off. So engrossed in the show was Pan that he did not hear the outer door opening behind him and when Pethio grabbed both of his wrists and pulled them behind his back, quickly cuffing him with the glowing bolt, he was too startled and helpless to stop her. Now bound behind his back, his cock drooled and spasmed as it was completely exposed to her angry gaze and sadly had been stopped right before he let loose a huge steaming load. Grabbing his balls in her hand, Pethio pulled him to her and scowled as she glowered into his eyes. “This is NOT your lucky day PERVE!!!!!”
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Hours had seemed like months back in the cauldron of Vesuvius for Archimedes as he serviced one insatiable nymph after another writhing on his face. The ladder had been well used by the group and quite a line had formed when Hephaestus, Esclepius and now Persephone entered the cave.
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“Well Now, it seems like your boy Archimedes has kept quite busy while you were gone!” Persephone giggled as the three Gods entered the volcano and witnessed the poor erect throbbing human still suspended in space, throbbing with a shrieking fire nymph seated firmly on his face.
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Laughing, Hephaestus nodded. “Yes, as you can see, he is quite popular!” As his laughter abated, he clapped his hands and the thick writhing covering of quivering horny nymphs dropped from his body and scampered off into the surrounding caves.
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“Archimedes!!!!! Remember me!!!!” Persephone cried as she saw the wet nectar soaked face of her longtime human friend. Archimedes could not answer as he was far too gone, now only
able to grunt and moan a response to her presence.
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Turning to Hephaestus, she winked. “Of course I will do all I can do to help my husband’s former servant here, but….”
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“But?” Hephaestus asked, afraid to know her price.
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“It is a small but!” Persephone replied in her most soothing tone of voice as she held her forefinger and thumb close together. “As you know, in a few days I will return to the underworld for winter, and, well, I want to enjoy myself as much this year as I did last, so, I need something from you.”
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“Persephone, you know I am quite generous and always willing to help you out, ask and you shall receive. No price is TOO high for my good friend Archimedes here.” Hephaestus blustered.
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“Great!” Persephone replied. “Last winter I thoroughly enjoyed using the shackles of Hercules on Hades, and, well, as you know, they belong to Hera and she has them back now. I have heard that YOU have a second secret set, and if you agree to give them to me, I will bring back Archimedes key in the spring when I return. That seems like a small price does it not?”
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The desperate groan of Archimedes was the only sound that could be heard over the constant hissing of the steam, and after pondering the proposal for a few tense seconds, Hephaestus winked and nodded to Archimedes great relief. Persephone was such a shrewd Goddess and the price was high but not ridiculous. He still did not want to part with his one secret pair of the shackles before making sure he would not need them in his revenge plot for Demetrius. Turning to Archimedes Hephaestus cried out. “So boy, before I part with such a treasure on your behalf, are you SURE that your machine will hold its intended victim without them?”
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His voice cracking as the milk of Cerebus teased and massaged his loins, Archimedes screamed. “YES, YES, A MILLION TIMES YES!!!!! NO MAN NOR GOD COULD ESCAPE THAT DEVICE!!!!!” he barked out before returning to his pattern of low growls and desperate grunts.
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Hearing those words, Hephaestus smiled and turned to Persephone. “Well my dear, it appears we have a deal!”
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Back in Pethio’s bedroom however, things were going quite badly for Pan. Suddenly finding himself handcuffed behind his back with the lightning bolts of Zeus was quite humiliating, especially with his hard dick hanging out of his toga. Struggling desperately to bring his hands forward, Pan’s face grew redder and redder, both in anger but also humiliation as his erection was fully exposed as his toga was now wide open. Pethio had snuck up on him at just the right moment and grabbed his wrists mid stroke. As she watched his increasingly hilarious frenzy to escape, she laughed as with one flick of her fingers she untied his toga and it dropped to the floor, thus exposing him completely.
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“OK Perve!” she laughed as she stared into Pan’s reddening face. “Why are you here? Do you like getting your jollies watching me have an intimate moment with my husband? Does that get you off? Do you pump that pathetic little sausage at night thinking about my warm cooch sliding up and down Mercury’s prodigious cock? Do you fantasize about having a meat log like his while you have that dangling pitiful worm between your legs?”
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Pethio’s words cut like a knife but also made Pan even hornier. Although definitely not small by any stretch of the imagination, his cock was tiny when compared to Mercury’s. Ironically, the giant meat of Mercury was beautiful to look at, but quick to spit, at least until recently. As he felt the icy stare of Pethio gaze over his nudity, he again could not control himself and found his eyes wandering down from her face to stare at her chest, now just barely covered in a diaphanous pink silk gown she had hastily put on. Feeling his lusty gaze on her body, and seeing her husband in the background moaning as the three nymphs worked him over, Pethio grinned an evil crooked smile.
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Seeing this, Pan gulped and now began to try and talk himself out of this situation. “Pethio, I, I, I am sorry, but I had to come here for, well, it was not to spy on you, but, well, er”. As he spoke he realized that no matter what he said he was fucked. If he said he came to spy on her, she would be furious, if he said he came for her slippers, she would be furious, it was a no win situation. “I have been sent on a mission to bring Mercury back to the main palace. We have to be at the war room for plans soon.”
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Pethio watched Pan stumble and stutter and grew more and more amused, even though she was pissed. As he spoke, she noticed his left leg begin to move rapidly up and down, and she knew this was a clear sign he was lying. Now she really was curious and she snapped her fingers to catch the attention of her three nymphs.
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“Girls!” she announced as she drug Pan into the room by his balls. “I have a new assignment for you. Pan here is lying pig, and also a Perve, so I want you to use all of your skills to keep him as hot and horny as Mercury, but do NOT push him over the edge.” Spinning Pan around she fastened the bolt to the bedpost and thus had him trapped. From this vantage point he could see Mercury moaning on the bed, but could not move his arms nor escape, Pethio had him well trapped. Seeing the Nymphs now lift their heads up out of Mercury’s crotch and eye him hungrily, his balls began to vibrate as his cock started drooling as they crawled towards him grinning.
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“And since he is such a perve I will let him listen to what he cannot have while you three do your work.” Pethio announced as she again stripped off gown and tied it tightly over Pan’s eyes. “Maybe if he tells us WHY he broke into my house, I will consider letting him go.” she teased as she ran her sharp nails down Pan’s chest and felt the heaviness building in his balls.
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Pan, knowing that she was naked but not being able to see her drove him even wilder and the whole bed shook as he frantically tried to get loose. Pethio giggled as she crawled back onto Mercury and slowly lowered herself back down onto his marble-like erection. Mercury’s loud sigh and Pethio’s pleasurable moan filled the room as they met, and the symphony of pleasurable grunts caused Pan to drip and twitch even more. Feeling the first of the three moist tongues circle his balls he now added his own moans to theirs as the sap rose in his trunk. Once again, right at the very moment of blastoff they stopped and giggled as he whimpered in desperate horny agony.
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Pethio was in a state of pure bliss as she rode Mercury. Seeing Pan so desperate to her left and her own husband so desperate under her thighs, a huge orgasmic wave flowed over her as she shrieked in total animalistic pleasure. The wave was so forceful her honey dam burst as she flooded her husband’s pelvis with her thick aromatic nectar. Knowing that she had TWO Gods desperate and panting for her seemed to be the biggest Aphrodisiac of all.
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Hearing her orgasmic screams coupled with the maddening teasing sensations of the nymphs oral manipulations on his manbits, Pan screamed. “Please PETHIO, PLEASE!!!! I will tell you everything! I came here for your slippers on a mission from Zeus! Now for mercy’s sake, please let me CUM!”
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Her face beaming in triumph, she continued to ride Mercury but now stretched out her right leg and shewed the nymphs away from Pan’s cock with her foot. Feeling her silky toes grip his cockhead, Pan sighed, as he thought that finally she would relent and he continued to stammer and stutter as the entire plot flew out of his lips. Everything was revealed including the mission to retrieve Europa from Egypt and Pan thought that the more he told her the more likely he was to finally get to spurt. He was sadly mistaken.
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“Wonderful Pan, WONDERFUL! I knew you would spill the beans and all it took was a few little licks from my servants to have you babbling like a baby. So, you like my slippers eh?” she smirked as she now ran her big toe under his shaft, enjoying every twitch and wriggle her torment invoked. “I think I know JUST what punishment you deserve now for your indiscretion.”
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Clapping her hands again she called her servants back onto the bed. “Now girls, this will be a real treat. While I go out for a minute to talk to Hera, I want you to use your mouths on my husband while simultaneously using your feet on Pan. You think you can pull this off?” she laughed as they all quivered and giggled while taking their positions. Mercury, too far gone in his own fog of unquenched desire to know what was going on once again moaned as the three tongues resumed their torturous licking routine. His moans were now joined by Pan who’s cock throbbed while six gorgeous feet simultaneously stroked and teased his cock and balls as Pethio snickered as she got dressed. Hera would be most interested in this development and as a good friend, she wanted to let her know right away.
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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 86
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As Demetrius sailed up the Nile on the Eastern edge of Africa, far to the west, on the very edge of the known world, Orion looked down on a desolate and alien landscape rocketing beneath him from the winged back of Pegasus.  Despite the grim atmosphere of this distant corner of the world, since his interaction with Athena, Orion had been ecstatic as he felt progress was finally being made on his task.  The constant aching in his sealed balls drove him on, but taking Athena’s advice, he did NOT conjure Hecate nor did he return to Delphi and subject himself to further torture by his ex-girlfriend Pythia.  Armed with the information on how to castrate an immortal, he no longer needed Pythia now so once again he left her high and dry.  He could not help but chuckle to himself as he imagined the fury of Pythia raging against his continued absence and being denied her revenge as he sailed off on his journey. 
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Obtaining the fang of Ariadne would require every skill he ever honed as a hunter.  Her tragic story was well known throughout Greece, and the venom of her spiders were highly sought for their torturous teasing properties.  A beautiful princess of the incredibly wealthy King Midas, and a demi-goddess in her own right, her vanity had, as is so often the case with the Gods, led to her tragic downfall.  A skilled weaver of almost Olympian God-like skills, her claim that her creations outshone all others on earth, surpassing even the great Athena herself, had caused the rage of the Goddess to be uncorked and poured out over her in a deluge. 
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Cursed by being transformed into a hybrid Human/Spider monster by Athena, Ariadne was also banished from all normal human civilization.  Sent beyond the Atlas Mountains past the remote western edge of the Sahara, for centuries she had lived alone.  Ariadne was desperate for Human companionship but was feared by all living creatures save one, Spiders.  As decades turned to centuries and centuries melted into millennia, slowly the human part of Ariadne melted away and her more monstrous qualities from her spider blood became dominant. 
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Now, having been separated from her beloved Greece for so long, her memories of her former glory grew dim and her appetites became more bestial as her soul grew blacker and more decayed with each years passage.  Blood, and best of all, Human blood that had been tortured and boiled in pain was all that she craved now.  Through her still potent magical powers, she ensured that a steady harvest was supplied to slake her unquenchable thirst when she was discovered by the few humans living in this area.  To the primitive tribes in this desolate land, she was worshipped as a Goddess, and their regular sacrifices to her kept her well fed.
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Unknown to Orion was the fact that despite her transformation into a monster, her normal human womanly needs not only remained intact, but had grown exponentially over time.  Her venomous spiders, so sought after for their unique properties for causing suffering, were actually her children.  Ariadne, through her primitive human priests, demanded not only a constant supply of female victims to slake her hunger for blood, but she also demanded male victims to mate with so that she could reproduce.  The poor hapless victims were first tied naked in the jungle for her to find, toy with, milk and then impregnate.  Planting her eggs inside the warm bodies of her male sacrificial victim, her fertilized eggs would grow and feed on their host before rupturing out of their stomach a week after implantation.  This horrifying detail was yet unknown in the outside world, and had Orion been aware, it is no doubt his cheery disposition would have been far more muted. 
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For hours he and Pegasus had flown over the sun scorched desert with no sign of any life spotted for miles.  Truly they had flown “off the map” as even caravans from the prosperous cities of North Africa dared not to venture this far south.  Not a drop of water was anywhere to be found and the further they flew the few Oases that dotted the landscape grew more and more infrequent.  Each mile also brought more stifling heat and as the rest of the world slipped relentlessly into winter, in these lands it was perpetually summer.  Sweat pouring off of his brow, Orion had just begun to grow worried until he finally spotted what he was looking for.  There in the distance, like a giant blanket of thick green silk in a sea of brown rock was the edge of the endless jungles of Africa.  Here is where the Sahara ended and the dark continent began, and he and Pegasus now would finally be able to land and find water. 
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Landing on the soft burning sand, both man and horse looked at the green darkness before them in wonder and trepidation.  It would be impossible to find Ariadne by flying over the jungle as  the canopy of trees were so incredibly thick they blocked out almost all light from the jungle floor from the sun overhead.  The rest of this journey would have to be on foot, and once a base camp was established, Orion would once again head out alone.  Hacking and cutting through twisting vines, after an hour of hard slogging, Orion’s ears pricked up at the most delicious and tantalizing sound imaginable, soft gurgling running water!
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Breaking through the brush, both Orion and Pegasus sighed as they saw it.  There in front of them was a small pond overflowing with cool, clean water fed from stream inching up from the south.  All around this pond stood countless flowering bushes and fruit trees heavy with scent and fruit and just waiting to be harvested.  Pulling down a Pomegranate branch into his hands, Orion broke open the pod and with one hand fed Pegasus while with the other he thrust the ripe red delight into his own mouth.  Ravenously devouring the juicy red treat, Orion quickly stripped off and dove into the water.  
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Pegasus whinnied with joy as she lowered her mouth into the pond and began to drink her fill.  Sighing with relief Orion slipped beneath the surface and drunk in the water as the cool stream chilled his overheated body.  Here they would set up camp and Pegasus would have plenty of food and water while he continued on his quest further into the leafy green darkness.   For now however, he and Pegasus had earned a rest and he decided his journey would begin in the morning.
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As he leaned up against a cold smooth rock and enjoyed finally being cool, Orion slowly drifted off, chuckling again as he descended into the land of sleep as he imagined the fury of Pythia.  His dream was accurate as far away in Delphi, she howled in rage as it became apparent he would never return.   Far more upset even than Pythia was Hecate, who in her dark foreboding palace shrieked in impotent rage as she saw that her plans for Demetrius were slipping from her fingers.  Once again she had been double crossed, first by Artemis and now by Athena and her anger boiled in her veins as she tried to think of a new way to capture the nemesis of her son.
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Stewing in her rage and alone in her chambers, Hecate was weaving a path of destruction through her palace.  The sounds breaking glass and splintering wood echoed through her dark halls as she rampaged through her kitchen, smashing and cursing everything in sight.  Her poor petrified servants trembled and hid, desperately wanting to stay out of her sight when she was in this state of unrestricted madness.  Over the din of destruction, Xicar her chief servant heard a knock on the main palace door, barely audible over the symphony of disaster being performed by Hecate.  Opening the door, Xicar was astonished when he saw the glowing handsome body  of Apollo standing on the stoop.
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His mouth opened wide but Xicar could not speak.  Hecate did not get many visitors, and certainly even fewer divine ones.  A pariah amongst the other Gods, her palace was far off the normal social circuit, so having Apollo suddenly show up was highly unusual.  
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"APOLLO! I, well, I am honored you have come, please, please come in!" he stammered.  Apollo forced a grin on his face and entered.  This was truly no social visit as he was here on a mission and that mission was to get the blood of Medusa.  He shuddered at what price Hecate would extract as her reputation preceded her but for now, Apollo had to fake as much charm as he could in order to get what he had come for.
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"Xicar, looking as fit as ever I see!" Apollo lied as the withered bony servant smiled adoringly at the false compliment.  "Is Hecate about?  I have business with her."
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"Yes, yes of course.  Let me go fetch her." he grinned as he hurriedly ran down a black hall towards her chamber.  His mind racing along with his feet, he hoped that the sudden appearance of Apollo would bring a smile to his dark Mistress’s mood.  Her desire for vengeance on Demetrius had completely consumed her and this latest twist had sent her into a blind rage.  Her son Alexandros was tortured and teased for the next thousand years because of him and she had no greater desire than to torture and destroy the one man who brought about his downfall.  Apollo’s sudden appearance may be a sign that fate, always a fickle bitch, was turning once again in her favor.
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Hecate’s eyes grew as wide open as Xicar’s had when she learned of her unexpected divine visitor.  Now narrowing her face she twisted it into a smirk as she knew Apollo well, and knew that if he was here he wanted something and he wanted something very badly.  Waving her hand over her body, she instantly robed herself in black leather, making sure to look as darkly alluring as possible.  Hecate was a clever Goddess and knew that she had a part to play in the drama about to unfold and for that she needed to be clad appropriately.  Walking into her main receiving hall, she looked at Apollo with a false smile of disdain as she could sense his unease.
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"Well well well Apollo, you certainly are slumming today  aren’t you?" she laughed as she approached him.  "Now, I know you are here for something, so, what is it you want?"
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Apollo glowered back and responded.  ”No one could ever accuse you of being chatty Hecate! Yes, you are correct, I am here for something.  I am here for the Blood of Medusa.”
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Cackling in delight, Hecate clapped her hands.  ”Oh Apollo, I do so appreciate directness.  Now, what on earth does a powerful God like you need with the Blood of Medusa?  Are your considerable powers failing you now?”
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Apollo bristled at the suggestion, and had not wanted to spill too many details of his plans, but now decided that it best to go ahead and tell Hecate about his plot.  She was well known as  a lover of revenge, and perhaps knowing his plans, she would not demand too much a payment for the blood.  Certainly there was no love loss between Euphrosyne and Hecate and as Apollo described his plans for Euphrosyne, Hecate’s eyes glistened with malicious delight.  Imaging the beautiful and popular Euphrosyne, naked, spread shamefully wide and frozen into stone to serve as a fountain in Apollo’s garden she smiled.  Seeing her stone breasts perpetually coated with wine, her frozen pussy forever teased and exposed, as she painted the scene in her head, the images filled her with unimaginable joy.  Hecate was an extremely malicious Goddess, and nothing pleased her more than tales of revenge, especially on those who she did not like and Hecate certainly did NOT like Euphrosyne.
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"Delightful, simply delightful!!!" she gushed as Apollo finished his story.  "It seems you and I have a similar desire, and perhaps we can work out an arrangement."
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Apollo listened cautiously as he knew he was about to learn “the price”.
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"I, like you, have my own plots." she continued.  "There is a lowly human, Demetrius, who I must punish.  He brought shame and torment to my son, and for that I will have his balls!!!!  Now, you bring me Demetrius, and I will give you the Blood of Medusa.  This seems a fair trade now doesn’t it?"
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Apollo grinned and stroked his chin.  It was indeed fair but he worried about pissing off Zeus.  It was apparent that the plucky human was fast becoming a favorite of his, and he did not need any grief from the king of the Gods.  Seeing his consternation, Hecate upped the ante of her pitch.
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"And Apollo, let me throw this in as a sweetner.  As you know, I am the Goddess of Prophecy, but do not have the same powers as you.  I may be magically weaker, but little goes on that I do not know about.  If you bring me Demetrius, not only will I give you the blood of Medusa, but I will also tell you the location of the secret spring where Euphrosyne and her two sisters like to go skinny dipping.  Now, imagine Apollo, you can catch them all naked and helpless and with the blood you can freeze them all at once!  Imagine the possibilities of THAT scenario dear Apollo?  Three naked wet frozen Goddesses all under your total control."
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Hecate was a good saleswoman and Apollo was quickly convinced.  He nodded his agreement and prepared to leave before turning back to Hecate.  ”Well, Goddess of the Dark Arts, If you truly are as good as you say you are, perhaps you can direct me where to FIND Demetrius.”
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Hecate smirked again, enjoying this brief sense of superiority over a more powerful Olympian.  ”Surely a God like you can figure THAT out on your own can’t you?” she laughed as she dissolved into a green mist while Apollo frowned and stormed out the front door.  
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Back on Olympus, Ganymede felt slightly queasy as he heard the cacophony of laughter coming from the Grace’s patio.  The Muses had arrived several hours ago and already were feeling quite drunk as the wine had been flowing all day like a river.  Ringing her bell, Euphrosyne once again summoned her “slave” out to her service, and snickered as she saw Ganymede’s blushing face emerge from the palace.   
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The Muses were spectacularly beautiful and Ganymede had begged Euphrosyne all morning to be allowed to wear something to cover his nudity at her garden party.  After showering her feet with kisses she finally relented, but what she allowed him to wear was hardly worthy of his pleas.  Now clad in the briefest of loincloths, he grimaced as the catcalls and hooting of all nine of the Muses embarrassed him as he struggled with a huge brimming amphora.  Being naked might not have been as revealing as this, and as he began refilling Clio, the gorgeous Muse of History’s goblet, he jumped when he felt her delicate fingers begin running up his inner thigh.
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"Hey now!  That is my property!!!" Euphrosyne joked as she smacked Clio’s hand away from Ganymede’s body.  
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"You are such a selfish bitch Euphrosyne!  I mean, we all have slaves, but only YOU and your sisters have a GOD as a slave!" she laughed while enjoying seeing Ganymede squirm.  "And such a sexy God Slave too, and from the looks of your newly coifed hair, quite talented.  I might need to BUY him from you girl!"
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The other eight muses cackled in delight while Ganymede squirmed in his tiny covering, now lewdly tented by Clio’s constant stroking of his fully exposed ass.  Continuing to pour, he sweated and strained as the constant teasing of the last few weeks, combined with the erotically charged atmosphere out here in the gardens had once again made him extremely hard.  Trapped in the leash Euphrosyne had  left on his cock, he knew he just had to endure until his bet was paid off.    
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The arrival of the Muses certainly did not make his erotic torment lessen any.  As Goddesses of the arts, they were sexy, smart and very attractive and every God on Olympus wanted to bed them.  Clio especially excited his appetite and as he filled her goblet he could not take his eyes off her open cleavage yawning tantalizing in front of his hungry eyes.  His service to the Graces was turning out to be more difficult than he would have imagined and having spent all morning bathing, dressing and massaging each of them had him completely lightheaded as the blood flow to his brain was severely suffering from being diverted southward.   
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"He is NOT for sale!!!!  But, I may let you borrow him for a bit, but you will have to WIN him."  Euphrosyne joked back to Clio.  The Goddesses were longtime friends and despite a certain amount of rivalry between them, their affection for one another was genuine.   Clio rolled her eyes as she saw that once again she was being drawn into another of Euphrosyne’s seemingly infinite games.  She alone among all of the Goddesses loved gambling and was a master at all manner of card games or other contests of chance and she knew she was being set up.  Despite this knowledge however, borrowing Ganymede was definitely a prize worth winning, so she was intrigued.
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Looking at the Graces, Euphrosyne particularly, Clio had been amazed at their appearance.  Every hair on their heads was perfectly in place having been combed and brushed to perfection by expert hands.  Their skin glowed and shimmered as it was obvious that great care was taken by their body servant on preparations.  Most impressive to Clio however was the spectacular pedicure that Euphrosyne sported.  Each toe had been lovingly painted like a masterpiece, not simply a single shade but a tiny burst of alternating colors and designs that continuously changed appearance in the early afternoon sun.   It was obvious that Ganymede was responsible, and she smiled as she imagined her own glory being magnified by his artistic talents.
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Euphrosyne, sensing Clio’s growing desire, decided to offer her a taste of what she might win.  ”Ganymede!” she ordered.  ”Conjure up your paints and give my good friend Clio here a pedicure like you gave me this morning.  It is quite obvious she is very impressed by your skill, and, being the generous and loving Goddess that I am, I am going to gift it to her.”
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Clio clapped her hands in glee while the party erupted into further laughter, fueled even further by more wine being consumed by all.  Ganymede sighed as he heard her orders and felt his tiny silk loincloth creak as it stretched out further.  Holding his hand out, his paint palette formed in his left hand and he slowly dropped to his knees.  Stretching her beautiful slim foot out Clio placed the ball of her left foot right on the center of his chest and felt her pussy grow moist and hot as he held it up to his face.  
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"This is going to be a REAL treat!  Thank you Euphrosyne, you always know just what I like.  You win, like you always do, so go ahead and cut the cards, we will play." she cooed as Ganymede lightly kissed each toe in preparation for her pedicure.  Feeling his strong hands begin to massage the scented silky oils into her flesh, she squirmed.  It would take hours for him to complete his masterpiece on her toes and she intended to enjoy every glorious second as her body quivered as she felt his thumb run down the center of her sole, sending waves of pleasure throughout her body.  As he tried and concentrate on his job, with her free foot she began toying with his loose hanging loincloth, now right at the edge of structural integrity.  When she felt the garment break loose from the pressure and then dangle off of her toe she smiled.  Winking to Euphrosyne she grinned.  "Well, it appears your SLAVE is quite dedicated to his work!!!"
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Euphrosyne waved her hands over the party, and a table appeared before them.  She left Ganymede underneath it to his job while she conjured up a deck of cards and began to deal.  She loved cards and more than the game, she loved WINNING.  Calliope, Muse of Epic Poetry sighed as she received her hand.  ”Look Euphrosyne” she grimaced.  ”Go easy on us, as you know there is no one who can ever beat YOU at cards.”  Winking back, Euphrosyne continued to deal, ordering more wine from another of her servants.
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Just a few minutes into the game one of the beautiful Nymph servants of the Graces slipped into the gardens trying to look as inconspicuous as possible.   Silently walking up behind Euphrosyne, she bent down and whispered into her ear.
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"Domina, I hate to interrupt, but Lord Dionysus is at the front door and wishes to speak with you privately."
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Irritated as she was interrupted, especially since she had three kings and one queen and was getting ready to draw her last card, she turned back.  ”Tell him I am occupied!!!!” she snapped.
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Grimacing and not wanting to bring down the wrath of the Goddess on her head , she gulped as she continued.  ”I told him that, but he was most insistent.  He says it is of the utmost importance and he is on a mission from the great Zeus himself.”
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Rolling her eyes, she snapped back.  ”Fine, bring him in.  I can’t speak privately now, but he can say what he has to say out here in front of everyone.”  
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Bowing, the Nymph returned to the front door, and after explaining this to Dionysus, she led the reluctant God out onto the patio.  Dionysus had wanted to ask for his favor privately as he knew that he certainly could not ask for it publicly.  As he stepped into the flowery garden, still warm with the artificial summer in place, he smiled.  There before him were the three graces and the nine muses all playing cards and all looking as lovely as ever.  Ganymede was hidden from his view under the table, but seeing the unmistakable signs of poker being played, his mind began to turn.  Only Dionysus loved gambling as much as Euphrosyne and he considered himself quite the card shark.  
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"Hmmmm" he thought to himself.  "Perhaps there is ANOTHER way I can get those panties, and one that might turn out to make for one hell of an erotic afternoon."
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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 86

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As Demetrius sailed up the Nile on the Eastern edge of Africa, far to the west, on the very edge of the known world, Orion looked down on a desolate and alien landscape rocketing beneath him from the winged back of Pegasus.  Despite the grim atmosphere of this distant corner of the world, since his interaction with Athena, Orion had been ecstatic as he felt progress was finally being made on his task.  The constant aching in his sealed balls drove him on, but taking Athena’s advice, he did NOT conjure Hecate nor did he return to Delphi and subject himself to further torture by his ex-girlfriend Pythia.  Armed with the information on how to castrate an immortal, he no longer needed Pythia now so once again he left her high and dry.  He could not help but chuckle to himself as he imagined the fury of Pythia raging against his continued absence and being denied her revenge as he sailed off on his journey.

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Obtaining the fang of Ariadne would require every skill he ever honed as a hunter.  Her tragic story was well known throughout Greece, and the venom of her spiders were highly sought for their torturous teasing properties.  A beautiful princess of the incredibly wealthy King Midas, and a demi-goddess in her own right, her vanity had, as is so often the case with the Gods, led to her tragic downfall.  A skilled weaver of almost Olympian God-like skills, her claim that her creations outshone all others on earth, surpassing even the great Athena herself, had caused the rage of the Goddess to be uncorked and poured out over her in a deluge.

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Cursed by being transformed into a hybrid Human/Spider monster by Athena, Ariadne was also banished from all normal human civilization.  Sent beyond the Atlas Mountains past the remote western edge of the Sahara, for centuries she had lived alone.  Ariadne was desperate for Human companionship but was feared by all living creatures save one, Spiders.  As decades turned to centuries and centuries melted into millennia, slowly the human part of Ariadne melted away and her more monstrous qualities from her spider blood became dominant.

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Now, having been separated from her beloved Greece for so long, her memories of her former glory grew dim and her appetites became more bestial as her soul grew blacker and more decayed with each years passage.  Blood, and best of all, Human blood that had been tortured and boiled in pain was all that she craved now.  Through her still potent magical powers, she ensured that a steady harvest was supplied to slake her unquenchable thirst when she was discovered by the few humans living in this area.  To the primitive tribes in this desolate land, she was worshipped as a Goddess, and their regular sacrifices to her kept her well fed.

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Unknown to Orion was the fact that despite her transformation into a monster, her normal human womanly needs not only remained intact, but had grown exponentially over time.  Her venomous spiders, so sought after for their unique properties for causing suffering, were actually her children.  Ariadne, through her primitive human priests, demanded not only a constant supply of female victims to slake her hunger for blood, but she also demanded male victims to mate with so that she could reproduce.  The poor hapless victims were first tied naked in the jungle for her to find, toy with, milk and then impregnate.  Planting her eggs inside the warm bodies of her male sacrificial victim, her fertilized eggs would grow and feed on their host before rupturing out of their stomach a week after implantation.  This horrifying detail was yet unknown in the outside world, and had Orion been aware, it is no doubt his cheery disposition would have been far more muted.

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For hours he and Pegasus had flown over the sun scorched desert with no sign of any life spotted for miles.  Truly they had flown “off the map” as even caravans from the prosperous cities of North Africa dared not to venture this far south.  Not a drop of water was anywhere to be found and the further they flew the few Oases that dotted the landscape grew more and more infrequent.  Each mile also brought more stifling heat and as the rest of the world slipped relentlessly into winter, in these lands it was perpetually summer.  Sweat pouring off of his brow, Orion had just begun to grow worried until he finally spotted what he was looking for.  There in the distance, like a giant blanket of thick green silk in a sea of brown rock was the edge of the endless jungles of Africa.  Here is where the Sahara ended and the dark continent began, and he and Pegasus now would finally be able to land and find water.

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Landing on the soft burning sand, both man and horse looked at the green darkness before them in wonder and trepidation.  It would be impossible to find Ariadne by flying over the jungle as  the canopy of trees were so incredibly thick they blocked out almost all light from the jungle floor from the sun overhead.  The rest of this journey would have to be on foot, and once a base camp was established, Orion would once again head out alone.  Hacking and cutting through twisting vines, after an hour of hard slogging, Orion’s ears pricked up at the most delicious and tantalizing sound imaginable, soft gurgling running water!

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Breaking through the brush, both Orion and Pegasus sighed as they saw it.  There in front of them was a small pond overflowing with cool, clean water fed from stream inching up from the south.  All around this pond stood countless flowering bushes and fruit trees heavy with scent and fruit and just waiting to be harvested.  Pulling down a Pomegranate branch into his hands, Orion broke open the pod and with one hand fed Pegasus while with the other he thrust the ripe red delight into his own mouth.  Ravenously devouring the juicy red treat, Orion quickly stripped off and dove into the water.  

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Pegasus whinnied with joy as she lowered her mouth into the pond and began to drink her fill.  Sighing with relief Orion slipped beneath the surface and drunk in the water as the cool stream chilled his overheated body.  Here they would set up camp and Pegasus would have plenty of food and water while he continued on his quest further into the leafy green darkness.   For now however, he and Pegasus had earned a rest and he decided his journey would begin in the morning.

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As he leaned up against a cold smooth rock and enjoyed finally being cool, Orion slowly drifted off, chuckling again as he descended into the land of sleep as he imagined the fury of Pythia.  His dream was accurate as far away in Delphi, she howled in rage as it became apparent he would never return.   Far more upset even than Pythia was Hecate, who in her dark foreboding palace shrieked in impotent rage as she saw that her plans for Demetrius were slipping from her fingers.  Once again she had been double crossed, first by Artemis and now by Athena and her anger boiled in her veins as she tried to think of a new way to capture the nemesis of her son.

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Stewing in her rage and alone in her chambers, Hecate was weaving a path of destruction through her palace.  The sounds breaking glass and splintering wood echoed through her dark halls as she rampaged through her kitchen, smashing and cursing everything in sight.  Her poor petrified servants trembled and hid, desperately wanting to stay out of her sight when she was in this state of unrestricted madness.  Over the din of destruction, Xicar her chief servant heard a knock on the main palace door, barely audible over the symphony of disaster being performed by Hecate.  Opening the door, Xicar was astonished when he saw the glowing handsome body  of Apollo standing on the stoop.

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His mouth opened wide but Xicar could not speak.  Hecate did not get many visitors, and certainly even fewer divine ones.  A pariah amongst the other Gods, her palace was far off the normal social circuit, so having Apollo suddenly show up was highly unusual.  

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"APOLLO! I, well, I am honored you have come, please, please come in!" he stammered.  Apollo forced a grin on his face and entered.  This was truly no social visit as he was here on a mission and that mission was to get the blood of Medusa.  He shuddered at what price Hecate would extract as her reputation preceded her but for now, Apollo had to fake as much charm as he could in order to get what he had come for.

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"Xicar, looking as fit as ever I see!" Apollo lied as the withered bony servant smiled adoringly at the false compliment.  "Is Hecate about?  I have business with her."

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"Yes, yes of course.  Let me go fetch her." he grinned as he hurriedly ran down a black hall towards her chamber.  His mind racing along with his feet, he hoped that the sudden appearance of Apollo would bring a smile to his dark Mistress’s mood.  Her desire for vengeance on Demetrius had completely consumed her and this latest twist had sent her into a blind rage.  Her son Alexandros was tortured and teased for the next thousand years because of him and she had no greater desire than to torture and destroy the one man who brought about his downfall.  Apollo’s sudden appearance may be a sign that fate, always a fickle bitch, was turning once again in her favor.

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Hecate’s eyes grew as wide open as Xicar’s had when she learned of her unexpected divine visitor.  Now narrowing her face she twisted it into a smirk as she knew Apollo well, and knew that if he was here he wanted something and he wanted something very badly.  Waving her hand over her body, she instantly robed herself in black leather, making sure to look as darkly alluring as possible.  Hecate was a clever Goddess and knew that she had a part to play in the drama about to unfold and for that she needed to be clad appropriately.  Walking into her main receiving hall, she looked at Apollo with a false smile of disdain as she could sense his unease.

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"Well well well Apollo, you certainly are slumming today  aren’t you?" she laughed as she approached him.  "Now, I know you are here for something, so, what is it you want?"

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Apollo glowered back and responded.  ”No one could ever accuse you of being chatty Hecate! Yes, you are correct, I am here for something.  I am here for the Blood of Medusa.”

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Cackling in delight, Hecate clapped her hands.  ”Oh Apollo, I do so appreciate directness.  Now, what on earth does a powerful God like you need with the Blood of Medusa?  Are your considerable powers failing you now?”

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Apollo bristled at the suggestion, and had not wanted to spill too many details of his plans, but now decided that it best to go ahead and tell Hecate about his plot.  She was well known as  a lover of revenge, and perhaps knowing his plans, she would not demand too much a payment for the blood.  Certainly there was no love loss between Euphrosyne and Hecate and as Apollo described his plans for Euphrosyne, Hecate’s eyes glistened with malicious delight.  Imaging the beautiful and popular Euphrosyne, naked, spread shamefully wide and frozen into stone to serve as a fountain in Apollo’s garden she smiled.  Seeing her stone breasts perpetually coated with wine, her frozen pussy forever teased and exposed, as she painted the scene in her head, the images filled her with unimaginable joy.  Hecate was an extremely malicious Goddess, and nothing pleased her more than tales of revenge, especially on those who she did not like and Hecate certainly did NOT like Euphrosyne.

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"Delightful, simply delightful!!!" she gushed as Apollo finished his story.  "It seems you and I have a similar desire, and perhaps we can work out an arrangement."

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Apollo listened cautiously as he knew he was about to learn “the price”.

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"I, like you, have my own plots." she continued.  "There is a lowly human, Demetrius, who I must punish.  He brought shame and torment to my son, and for that I will have his balls!!!!  Now, you bring me Demetrius, and I will give you the Blood of Medusa.  This seems a fair trade now doesn’t it?"

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Apollo grinned and stroked his chin.  It was indeed fair but he worried about pissing off Zeus.  It was apparent that the plucky human was fast becoming a favorite of his, and he did not need any grief from the king of the Gods.  Seeing his consternation, Hecate upped the ante of her pitch.

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"And Apollo, let me throw this in as a sweetner.  As you know, I am the Goddess of Prophecy, but do not have the same powers as you.  I may be magically weaker, but little goes on that I do not know about.  If you bring me Demetrius, not only will I give you the blood of Medusa, but I will also tell you the location of the secret spring where Euphrosyne and her two sisters like to go skinny dipping.  Now, imagine Apollo, you can catch them all naked and helpless and with the blood you can freeze them all at once!  Imagine the possibilities of THAT scenario dear Apollo?  Three naked wet frozen Goddesses all under your total control."

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Hecate was a good saleswoman and Apollo was quickly convinced.  He nodded his agreement and prepared to leave before turning back to Hecate.  ”Well, Goddess of the Dark Arts, If you truly are as good as you say you are, perhaps you can direct me where to FIND Demetrius.”

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Hecate smirked again, enjoying this brief sense of superiority over a more powerful Olympian.  ”Surely a God like you can figure THAT out on your own can’t you?” she laughed as she dissolved into a green mist while Apollo frowned and stormed out the front door.  

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Back on Olympus, Ganymede felt slightly queasy as he heard the cacophony of laughter coming from the Grace’s patio.  The Muses had arrived several hours ago and already were feeling quite drunk as the wine had been flowing all day like a river.  Ringing her bell, Euphrosyne once again summoned her “slave” out to her service, and snickered as she saw Ganymede’s blushing face emerge from the palace.   

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The Muses were spectacularly beautiful and Ganymede had begged Euphrosyne all morning to be allowed to wear something to cover his nudity at her garden party.  After showering her feet with kisses she finally relented, but what she allowed him to wear was hardly worthy of his pleas.  Now clad in the briefest of loincloths, he grimaced as the catcalls and hooting of all nine of the Muses embarrassed him as he struggled with a huge brimming amphora.  Being naked might not have been as revealing as this, and as he began refilling Clio, the gorgeous Muse of History’s goblet, he jumped when he felt her delicate fingers begin running up his inner thigh.

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"Hey now!  That is my property!!!" Euphrosyne joked as she smacked Clio’s hand away from Ganymede’s body.  

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"You are such a selfish bitch Euphrosyne!  I mean, we all have slaves, but only YOU and your sisters have a GOD as a slave!" she laughed while enjoying seeing Ganymede squirm.  "And such a sexy God Slave too, and from the looks of your newly coifed hair, quite talented.  I might need to BUY him from you girl!"

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The other eight muses cackled in delight while Ganymede squirmed in his tiny covering, now lewdly tented by Clio’s constant stroking of his fully exposed ass.  Continuing to pour, he sweated and strained as the constant teasing of the last few weeks, combined with the erotically charged atmosphere out here in the gardens had once again made him extremely hard.  Trapped in the leash Euphrosyne had  left on his cock, he knew he just had to endure until his bet was paid off.    

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The arrival of the Muses certainly did not make his erotic torment lessen any.  As Goddesses of the arts, they were sexy, smart and very attractive and every God on Olympus wanted to bed them.  Clio especially excited his appetite and as he filled her goblet he could not take his eyes off her open cleavage yawning tantalizing in front of his hungry eyes.  His service to the Graces was turning out to be more difficult than he would have imagined and having spent all morning bathing, dressing and massaging each of them had him completely lightheaded as the blood flow to his brain was severely suffering from being diverted southward.   

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"He is NOT for sale!!!!  But, I may let you borrow him for a bit, but you will have to WIN him."  Euphrosyne joked back to Clio.  The Goddesses were longtime friends and despite a certain amount of rivalry between them, their affection for one another was genuine.   Clio rolled her eyes as she saw that once again she was being drawn into another of Euphrosyne’s seemingly infinite games.  She alone among all of the Goddesses loved gambling and was a master at all manner of card games or other contests of chance and she knew she was being set up.  Despite this knowledge however, borrowing Ganymede was definitely a prize worth winning, so she was intrigued.

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Looking at the Graces, Euphrosyne particularly, Clio had been amazed at their appearance.  Every hair on their heads was perfectly in place having been combed and brushed to perfection by expert hands.  Their skin glowed and shimmered as it was obvious that great care was taken by their body servant on preparations.  Most impressive to Clio however was the spectacular pedicure that Euphrosyne sported.  Each toe had been lovingly painted like a masterpiece, not simply a single shade but a tiny burst of alternating colors and designs that continuously changed appearance in the early afternoon sun.   It was obvious that Ganymede was responsible, and she smiled as she imagined her own glory being magnified by his artistic talents.

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Euphrosyne, sensing Clio’s growing desire, decided to offer her a taste of what she might win.  ”Ganymede!” she ordered.  ”Conjure up your paints and give my good friend Clio here a pedicure like you gave me this morning.  It is quite obvious she is very impressed by your skill, and, being the generous and loving Goddess that I am, I am going to gift it to her.”

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Clio clapped her hands in glee while the party erupted into further laughter, fueled even further by more wine being consumed by all.  Ganymede sighed as he heard her orders and felt his tiny silk loincloth creak as it stretched out further.  Holding his hand out, his paint palette formed in his left hand and he slowly dropped to his knees.  Stretching her beautiful slim foot out Clio placed the ball of her left foot right on the center of his chest and felt her pussy grow moist and hot as he held it up to his face.  

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"This is going to be a REAL treat!  Thank you Euphrosyne, you always know just what I like.  You win, like you always do, so go ahead and cut the cards, we will play." she cooed as Ganymede lightly kissed each toe in preparation for her pedicure.  Feeling his strong hands begin to massage the scented silky oils into her flesh, she squirmed.  It would take hours for him to complete his masterpiece on her toes and she intended to enjoy every glorious second as her body quivered as she felt his thumb run down the center of her sole, sending waves of pleasure throughout her body.  As he tried and concentrate on his job, with her free foot she began toying with his loose hanging loincloth, now right at the edge of structural integrity.  When she felt the garment break loose from the pressure and then dangle off of her toe she smiled.  Winking to Euphrosyne she grinned.  "Well, it appears your SLAVE is quite dedicated to his work!!!"

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Euphrosyne waved her hands over the party, and a table appeared before them.  She left Ganymede underneath it to his job while she conjured up a deck of cards and began to deal.  She loved cards and more than the game, she loved WINNING.  Calliope, Muse of Epic Poetry sighed as she received her hand.  ”Look Euphrosyne” she grimaced.  ”Go easy on us, as you know there is no one who can ever beat YOU at cards.”  Winking back, Euphrosyne continued to deal, ordering more wine from another of her servants.

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Just a few minutes into the game one of the beautiful Nymph servants of the Graces slipped into the gardens trying to look as inconspicuous as possible.   Silently walking up behind Euphrosyne, she bent down and whispered into her ear.

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"Domina, I hate to interrupt, but Lord Dionysus is at the front door and wishes to speak with you privately."

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Irritated as she was interrupted, especially since she had three kings and one queen and was getting ready to draw her last card, she turned back.  ”Tell him I am occupied!!!!” she snapped.

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Grimacing and not wanting to bring down the wrath of the Goddess on her head , she gulped as she continued.  ”I told him that, but he was most insistent.  He says it is of the utmost importance and he is on a mission from the great Zeus himself.”

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Rolling her eyes, she snapped back.  ”Fine, bring him in.  I can’t speak privately now, but he can say what he has to say out here in front of everyone.”  

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Bowing, the Nymph returned to the front door, and after explaining this to Dionysus, she led the reluctant God out onto the patio.  Dionysus had wanted to ask for his favor privately as he knew that he certainly could not ask for it publicly.  As he stepped into the flowery garden, still warm with the artificial summer in place, he smiled.  There before him were the three graces and the nine muses all playing cards and all looking as lovely as ever.  Ganymede was hidden from his view under the table, but seeing the unmistakable signs of poker being played, his mind began to turn.  Only Dionysus loved gambling as much as Euphrosyne and he considered himself quite the card shark.  

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"Hmmmm" he thought to himself.  "Perhaps there is ANOTHER way I can get those panties, and one that might turn out to make for one hell of an erotic afternoon."

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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 85
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Demetrius stood on the deck of his ship and smiled as the warm Mediterranean sun slowly heated his naked body.  Despite the rapid approach of winter, each day on his southernly journey to Egypt was warmer than the day before and he reveled in this tiny bit of artificial summer.  Being naked forever is far more difficult in December than it is in June, and he was quite happy he was heading to Egypt instead of Germany right now.  For the first time in decades, Demetrius felt utterly confident that his long ordeal was finally coming to an end and this knowledge filled him with a tremendous sense of inner peace.  How could he possibly fail now?  With the assistance of the Zeus, King of the Gods, he was absolutely assured success and as he looked at his hand with his newly charged ring he grinned again.
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After a long week at sea on the morning of the seventh day he spied the shoreline of Egypt rising up on the horizon.  Consulting the scroll of all knowledge, he was guided to anchor his ship on a tiny rocky island approximately 15 miles away from the Nile delta where he could hide his ship while ashore.  Dropping anchor, Demetrius dove happily into the waters and began swimming for land, gleeful that his long journey was almost over.  
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A few hours in to his morning swim he finally stopped paddling and bobbed in the breaking surf while he tread water.   Staring in wonder as he prepared to walk ashore, the sights of Egypt tantalized all of his senses as they opened up before him.  The stark delineation between the endless brown and desolate desert to the west and the lush green lands of the Nile Delta in the east was both startling and beautiful, like an Emerald gemstone set inside a dull brass ring .  Huge limestone temples to the infinite and varied Pantheon of the Egyptian Gods loomed up towards the sky and the great port city of Mendes stretched out for miles in all directions.  
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Treading water, Demetrius watched in astonishment as an unending line of huge ships from all over the Mediterranean rowed in and out of the bustling port.  Never in all of his travels had he seen so much activity and prosperity concentrated into one spot and this city rivaled even the great Babylon.  His mouth salivated at the prospect of finally being able to walk among normal human civilization again, even if it had to be while invisible.  Twisting his ring, he closed his eyes and began his chant.  “Abus Sneum, un pasla felorum, dos dios unta callorum.”  Instantly, Demetrius felt the familiar tingle throughout his body as his image faded from sight.  Now hidden from view, he quickly swam the remaining short distance towards shore before finally wading onto dry land.
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Free now from the 15 minute time constraint of his old ring, he was almost giddy as he realized he could walk and explore at leisure now.  Since his curse and despite his countless erotic adventures, day to day life was very lonely.  Forced perpetual nudity had prevented Demetrius from the simple delightful pleasure of just walking freely down a village street and for the first time in over one hundred years Demetrius strolled leisurely among a throng of other humans.  Mendes, the largest port in Egypt and one of the most Cosmopolitan cities on earth was the perfect place for him to explore with his new found gift from Zeus.
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Everywhere Demetrius looked were wondrous sights that delighted his eyes.  Bright colors were everywhere as banners and tents festooned the wide market squares and the streets were incredibly crowded with eager shoppers.  Within just a short time he quickly found out that his invisibility did cause one problem as he was constantly jostled and shoved by people who continued to run into his hidden body.  Startled by the sudden jolt, each one looked confused as they hit some unseen force, but shook their heads and continued on.  Smiling, Demetrius learned to keep to the side in order to not get run over.  
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Walking towards the center of the city, his stomach growled as the smells of the marketplace teased his nostrils.  Delicacies from all over the world were there for all to buy, and to the alarm of one of the fruit merchants, he suddenly lifted some honied figs and quickly ate them, enjoying their sweet succulent juices as he devoured the delicate fruit.  The hapless merchant, holding up his Ankh representing the eye of Horus, was utterly convinced that demonic activity had caused his merchandise to begin floating in mid-air and disappear.  Mouthing repeated pleas for mercy from the unseen Demon and trembling as he held his ankh in front of his startled face he shook as he uttered numerous prayers of protection.  Laughing, Demetrius moved on.
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One thing Demetrius also discovered was that the culture of Egypt was far different than his homeland of Greece.  Although he was naked under his cloak of invisibility, most of the Egyptians he encountered were also mostly naked, rich and poor alike showing far more skin than was usual in Greece.  Men wore simple cloth wraps around their waists while most women were also nearly deliciously nude.  Poor women wore simple short dresses of cotton that hugged their bodies tightly while wealthy ladies wore exquisitely thin silk gowns which highlighted every delightful curve of their full rounded womanhood.  Status was displayed more through jewelry than clothing as copious poundage of jade and rubies covered the rich while at the lowest end of the social spectrum were lowly slaves who remained completely naked, even in public. 
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For Demetrius he once again was felt like a starving man trapped at an all you can eat buffet he could never attend.  In all directions he saw  a feast of dazzling and gorgeous female flesh EVERYWHERE his eyes fell, and the casual nonchalant attitude of the Egyptians towards this nudity impressed him.  Seeing two gorgeous female slaves carrying jugs of wine on their head, their full golden brown breasts baked in the merciless Egyptian sun, swinging in time to their sashaying hips, he instantly began to throb. His balls aching and cock completely hard, he was astonished by the fact that such exposed beauty seemed to inspire such little reaction from the visible crowd.  Egypt was such a highly stratified society it perfectly mirrored their famous pyramids.  Pharaohs were on top and were literal living Gods on earth while at the opposite end of the spectrum were the slaves at the bottom that were not even considered human.   They had a status more like furniture or machinery than a servant  and as the two nude beauties strode unnoticed through the crowded marketplace, Demetrius decided to take advantage of his invisible state and follow closely behind.
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Finding it incredibly difficult to concentrate as he followed he was hypnotized by the beautiful full asses, so tantalizingly close, yet so far away.  It would turn out that his decision to follow these girls was a stroke of good luck.  Demetrius knew from the scroll that Europa was held inside the temple of Ammon Ra far upriver in Luxor.  Even in his invisible state, it was going to be tricky to get to Luxor much less gain access to the temple.  As luck would have it, listening to the girlish chatter of the two slaves he found out that the princess Sethosat, daughter of the Pharaoh and High Priestess of the temple, was coming to Mendes that day on one of her legendary shopping sprees. 
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Famed throughout Egypt for both her extreme beauty and her even more extreme extravagance, every merchant in the city quivered in glee as they knew their coffers would be much fuller after she left.  Notorious for her insane love of almost comic levels of luxury, prices in every merchants stall had been hiked to  their most eye watering gouging levels as she approached.  The two gorgeous girls Demetrius had been following all morning were owned by just such a merchant and they had been sent to his warehouse to retrieve more cheap crappy wine to try and sell to Sethosat.  
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Arriving back in the shop, Demetrius smiled as he slipped inside through the tight low door and felt the smooth skin of one of the girls accidentally brush against his cock.  Not realizing what she had just felt, the girl giggled at the unexpected sensation as his cockhead tickled her left ass cheek.  Watching and listening, he learned much as the merchant worked furiously to prepare to make his fortune off of the Pharaoh’s daughter.  
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Princess Sethosat was coming to town today specifically to purchase slaves, wine, spices and all of the latest beauty products from the Far East.  His mind raging with visions of his future riches, greed was leading to haste as he grew more and more frenzied pulling out inventory to sell.   When one of the poor slave girls accidentally dropped an especially cheap bottle of wine in the rush, the enraged merchant raised his hand to strike her.  To his great alarm the merchant found he could not lower his arm as it was frozen in place by some unseen force.  
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Demetrius, angry but keeping his head, held the furious merchants forearm in his hands and thus prevented any physical abuse to come to the two girls he had followed all morning.  He wanted to throttle the fucker, but decided against it, only wanting to prevent violence.  Hearing the golden horns announce the arrival of the royal ship approaching the city, the merchant stopped struggling against his invisible attacker and once released by Demetrius he hurried outside.  Opening the door, the two slave girls and Demetrius followed close behind.
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Demetrius’s invisible mouth fell open as he looked south down the Nile towards the trumpets.  There, slowly sailing up the river was the immense barge of the Princess and a more luxurious vessel has never existed on earth before or since.  Huge pink billowing sails of pure silk hung from the rigging and one hundred beautiful slaves operated cedarwood oars rowing through the swift moving water.  The ship was not made of wood, but was carved entirely from pure white alabaster.  As the rays of the bright morning sun reflected off of the bow, the ship disappeared from sight as it was obscured by a blinding white glow.  Demetrius was somewhat of an expert on luxury vessels as he had enjoyed the use of Amphrite’s ship but even the supernatural boat he had been given as a gift was like a single seater dinghy compared to the monstrosity sailing into port.  
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As the royal barge approached, thick heavy scents of sandalwood, frankincense and Jasmine filled the air.  Looking around at the crowds on the dock, every man woman and child now lay face down on the ground in complete subjugation.  Sethosat was the Pharaoh’s daughter and thus not merely royal but semi-divine.  To look directly at her beauty was a capital offense and many an unfortunate teenage boy found himself either beheaded or sold into slavery just for simply stealing a glance.  Seeing the groveling masses around him, all chanting praise to Ammon Ra and a host of other Gods, Demetrius was especially glad he was invisible now.  He longed to see for himself the woman who inspired such abject submission and worship.
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As the ship now docked, large red silken ropes were thrown onto the docks.  Unthinking, Demetrius stroked himself slowly as he saw the gorgeous naked servants of the Princess disembark and tie off the ropes.  Each one even more gloriously beautiful than the next as their full shapely hips shook and heavy breasts swung in the morning air, they made preparations for the Princess.  He alone among the people of Mendes was witnessing this glorious sight as all others cowered in submission with every nose hugging the ground.
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The entourage that came off that ship was incredible.  Trumpeters, Priestesses, and incense bearers all marched off while singing loud praises to Sethosat.
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“Oh Glorious and beautiful Goddess of the Dawn!  Oh Merciful and Omniscient Daughter of the Moon!  Have Mercy on we lowly worms on earth and lower yourself to grace us with your presence!” they sang as harpists and trumpets blared through the morning air and all citizens of Mendes joined the song. 
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Fascinated by the display Demetrius was gobsmacked when he finally lay eyes on the object of such devotion.  As the Princess walked down the plank, ten beautiful slaves coated the ground with hundreds of rose pedals so that her feet would not touch the earth.  On either side of Sethosat walked four girls who swung huge golden sensors with sweet burning fragrant herbs.  The perpetual cloud of wondrous odors was so thick that all other smells were masked by their heavy smoke.  As the Princess stepped onto the dock, Demetrius could see that her famous beauty was not understated.
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Tall and curvy, her long black hair curled around her full breasts and cascaded down her back.  Her gown shimmered in the morning light and appeared to be constantly changing color.  Woven from the silk of millions of spiders, each strand meticulously tied to each other, the iridescent qualities of the silk cast a rainbow of colors as she walked.  Shimmering, terrifically short and very tight fitting, each delicious curve of her body was clearly displayed through her magical garment.  Her feet, legs and arms were bare with the exception of the thousands of gemstones that hung from every appendage.  Each toe was ringed with rubies, emeralds and diamonds and around her neck she wore a large necklace of pearl, sapphires and Jade.  Looking at her it was apparent that the wealth of centuries hung from her body and all glinted and shimmered in the sun as she prowled like a cat through the street.  Demetrius, like every other man, was completely entranced by this vision once he saw her but unlike them, he could view her fully without fear of discovery.
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As she strode through the market, a female scribe walked behind her with a large scroll while another held an enormous sack of golden coins.  If the Princess paused and looked at an object for more than an instant, the scribe quickly wrote it down in her records while her partner tossed a small velvet purse to the merchant.  Any lucky shop owner who received this purse would be delighted to find that within was usually more money than he would ever have made in a lifetime of toil.  So extravagant was the Princess that entire city economies could rise or fall depending on her mood that day.  Watching in amazement, Demetrius choked as the parade stopped before the shop, the thick scented clouds surrounding her making it difficult to breathe.
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Looking down at the wine jugs the princess paused and smirked.  “Hmmph!  Obviously this crap is of low quality!” she joked to one of the flower slaves.  “I mean, just look at those pitiful containers!!!  As if our divine lips would pollute our person touching such discolored and low rent glass.  Have them destroyed, they displease me!”
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Laying prone on the ground, the merchant felt his heart sink as he heard his inventory begin to be smashed.  Once the princess had mocked his store, her naked servants leapt into action, taking sticks and rocks, each began to ravage the store in a surprising display of fury.  The tinkling sounds of broken glass and shattering wood adding to his despair, the next words from the Princess turned it all around and caused his hopes to soar.
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“Yet!” she called out, holding her hand up to indicate that the destructive rampage should pause.  “He does obviously have fair taste in slaves.  These two are exquisite!  Obviously flesh of fine breeding.  Have him send these two over to the slave pens, as we will most definitely buy them.”  Demetrius listened intently and heard a sigh of joy emerge from the merchant at his feet as two  bulging purses were tossed onto his back representing more money than he would ever make again.  Sadly, he also heard equally sad noises come from the two lovelies who were quickly brought to their knees and shackled.  Wrists chained to a collar around their necks they now were unable to lower their hands and they wept softly as they were led away by several other equally naked and beautiful slaves.    Following closely behind was Demetrius, his heart aching at their distress, but puzzled by their grief.  “Surely being a slave to the royal court would be a much better fate than belonging to this abusive wine merchant?” he thought to himself as they all walked towards the main slave market in the center of town.
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As Demetrius followed the slave girls and their equally lovely guards to the auction block, the Princess and her entourage continued on their odd path of pointless destruction and irresponsible extravagance without them.  Reaching the slave market, Demetrius was curious that not a single man was being sold that day, only women, and all  quite beautiful women at that.  Seeing them all lined up to the left of the stage, all were gorgeous and his denied and invisible cock throbbed helplessly as he ravaged each with his gaze.  

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He would learn from listening to the two newly sold women that the Princess would never allow a man as her servant as she remained a virgin.   As of yet, none of the hundreds of suitors sent by various kings throughout the ancient world had met her discriminating tastes and if one thing was true, it was that Princess Sethosat never indulged in anything that was not perfectly suited to her tastes.  Because of her own self-imposed chastity, her slaves were also removed from any possible carnal relief as her palace and surroundings remained one hundred percent “man free” and this was the cause of the slave girls despair.  
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Sethosat had very expensive and sophisticated if not downright decadent appetites.  Only wine of the finest quality and aged to absolute perfection would ever pass her lips.  Only food of the most exquisite rarity and prepared by the finest chefs in the land would ever fill her stomach.  Only jewels and silks of the most luxurious and expensive variety and obtained at the most extreme cost and difficulty would clothe her flesh and this persnickety and demanding personality made her unable to become aroused by any man who did not live up to her idea of perfection.  It would take a male of Godlike qualities to unlock her frozen honeycave and she expected that her servants would remain unsexed as long as she did.  
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Reaching the main market, the two girls were herded into a pen to await loading onto the barge after the auction was complete.  Sneaking in behind them before the door could close shut was a smiling Demetrius, quite proud of his clever scheme.  Happy beyond words he continued to smile as he realized that the journey to Luxor would be not only be quite easy but would be a veritable erotic smorgasbord for his eyes even if he could not act upon his natural urges.  His plan was to simply slip on board when the Princess and her lovely cargo departed and he would enjoy a quite delicious, lazy journey up river surrounded by hundreds of naked, horny and beautiful slave girls.   Imagining the delightful possibilities of being surrounded by such loveliness while invisible caused his face to ache as he was grinning so hard.  The delights he felt were in store for him almost seemed like a nice consolation prize to being unable to release his boiling seed.
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As the day went on, Demetrius saw one beautiful slave after another shackled, inspected and accepted or rejected, and despite the erotic thrill of watching the spectacle, he felt guilty witnessing such shameful events.  The Princess and her entourage certainly spared no expense as it appeared that after their shopping spree there would not be a good looking female slave left in all of Egypt.  Naked and helpless, each woman was ordered to step forward and squat so that her body could be inspected for flaws.  Her whole sex widely exposed, Demetrius could not help but stroke himself as each girl had her body stroked and caressed by equally lovely guards, all looking to make sure that the breasts were full or her vagina was in good working order.  Seeing the girls so shamefully exposed, poked and prodded made him insanely hard and almost dizzy from so much blood being directed away from his brain and towards his helpless desperate member.  At the same time it made him ashamed.  Ashamed of not only his base urges becoming aroused by the humiliation of these women, he was even more ashamed of his powerlessness to help them.  Any movement or attempt to rescue these girls would expose him and would be a fruitless endeavor.  Despite his shame, he could not stop watching the continued parade of nude female flesh for the rest of the day.
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At first the slave pen seemed so enormous as it was only Demetrius and the two girls from the wine merchant inside, but as each hour progressed it became more and more crowded.  Built to hold no more than fifty slaves, by three PM there were already seventy five inside and the auction was not over yet.  Being invisible had its definite advantages and being in the middle of a sweltering mass of nude horny female slaves was just one of those advantages.  The other benefit was the luxury of hearing for the first time exactly what women discuss amongst themselves when they think no men are around.  It was an amazing lesson and one that Demetrius would never forget.  
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The main topic of conversation among the slave girls was the problems they anticipated being bound to the “ice” princess for the rest of their lives.  Her aversion to men was well known, even among the slaves, and the fact that each girl realized that they would never again feel the warm touch of a man’s flesh against their own, or feel a stiff cock teasing their wet pussy again filled all with great sadness.  Demetrius grew light headed as the “talk” grew bawdier and more graphic as each girl described former boyfriends and their relative charms over the hours.  This hot talk combined with being increasingly crowded in by so much warm supple female flesh had him throbbing and dripping.  He had to remain constantly vigilant to keep from bumping into some girl as room inside the pen grew tighter and tighter.  
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Now that it was late afternoon, the attempt to not grind into the luscious body of some stranger was hopeless, the slave pen was bulging.  The princess had been exceptionally busy on her excursion and Mendes would be suffering a shortage of attractive female servants for decades after this day.  Demetrius could not move at all as his arms were jammed into the back of the cage and he was surrounded on all sides by acres of girls.  Afraid of being discovered, his hard cock had been bent up towards his stomach by the tight round ass in front of him that pressed against it.  Sweating profusely, he was relieved when the gates were finally opened and the prisoners, him included, began to be herded towards the river barge.  His cock trapped between the ass cheek of a beauty in front of him while the feel of two hard nipples poked into his back, despite the sensual delight, fear of discovery had him wishing to be on board as soon as possible.
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Demetrius smiled in relief as he was able to board completely undiscovered in his invisible state.  As his bare feet hit the alabaster deck, he exhaled deeply as he was finally able to step to the side and lean against the main mast and for the first time in hours, completely able to move his arms.  Sore from being pressed into that slave pen all day, and overly aroused by the feast of flesh he was trapped inside with, his cock drooled out invisible pre-cum onto the deck as the assault on his senses all day was too much to handle.  Not only having his visual senses barraged, the smell of so much feminine arousal wafting into his nose had him stiff as iron.  When the last girl boarded, and the countless kegs of fine overpriced wine and expensive jars of exotic beauty oils were stowed away, a stunning slightly older full figured beauty stepped up onto the upper deck of the barge and addressed the crowd.  The fact that she wore clothing (and a sword) revealed that she was not a slave but a free woman and in fact was head of Sethoset’s body guard. 
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“Slaves, fall to your knees in gratitude as the Gods have smiled on you today!!!” she bellowed as all one hundred slaves dropped to the deck in unison.  “The Great Amon Ra has taken mercy upon you and in his infinite mercy has poured out his cup of blessings upon you!  Your pitiful lives, once worthless, low and wormlike now have meaning.  You now have a new purpose in life and that purpose is to serve our Mistress, The great living Goddess on Earth, Daughter of Isis, Consort of the Moon, your eternal divinity on earth and your sole reason for existence, Princess  Sethoset!”
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Each Girl chanted praise to their new owner as the head of the guards continued.  “Each of you have one job and one job only and that is to serve.  Maintaining the Princess requires utmost skill and delicacy and you shall be trained.  Tonight, we shall take five of you and begin to instruct you on the proper way to bathe our Goddess.  The rest of you will pilot the oars to Luxor.”  Calling out several names, Demetrius was pleased to see the two beauties from this morning were chosen, and his cock twitched as he snuck into the crowd behind them.
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Following the guard up a curved marble step to the upper deck, Demetrius remained open mouthed in amazement at this vessel.  Stepping onto the upper deck, nothing could have prepared Demetrius or the new recruits for the sights of luxury that now washed over their line of vision.  In the center of the deck stood a statue to Sekhmet which had been turned into a fountain.  Out of her catlike head shot a stream of red wine that dribbled down over her breasts into a bubbling pool at her feet.  On either side of Sekhmet stood her parents Amon Ra and Hathor their arms outstretched in a loving embrace.  The railing surrounding the deck was covered in Jade and encrusted with diamonds which all shimmered in the late afternoon blazing Egyptian Sun.  Behind these amazing sights stood thick purple curtains that billowed in the breeze releasing clouds of strong scented purple clouds of incense within.  This was the private chamber of the Princess and only the most senior slaves were allowed inside.  Today an exception would be made and five choice newly purchased girls would join the twenty body servants assigned to bath duty to begin to learn their trade. Demetrius salivated as he looked at the velvet curtain, knowing full well that he would be the only man ever on earth to witness such delights, and only his invisibility would allow him this unbelievable opportunity.  Closing his hands together, he looked skyward and prayed.  “Thank you Zeus, THANK YOU!!!”
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Setting foot inside, Demetrius joined the new recruits who nervously stepped through the thick curtains into the smokey sweet darkness.  The inside of the chamber was shockingly huge for being on board a river barge.  Large pink marble columns braced the ceiling and the entire lower floor was covered in thick carpeting of silk.  Naked bejeweled slaves swung golden sensors of rosewood and other exotic incense as the air was thick with sweet aromas from the burning braziers.  Huge overstuffed pillows filled one corner and were already filled with harpists  filling the chamber with enchanting songs.   Through a curtain of pearls suspended from the ceiling was the Princess’s bath and the sound of splashing water indicated preparations were in full swing.
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Grinning to himself, the still invisible Demetrius ached to see inside as the slaves were led inside, with him following closely and incredibly eagerly behind.  As he entered, his mind spun as the luxury he witnessed boggled his mind.
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Every inch of the bath was covered in gold, from the deep gold tub shaped like a giant clam shell to the gold tiles on the floor.  Amazingly and to his great surprise, the Princess was already in her bath, completely naked and seemingly taking no notice of the crowd of slaves in her presence.  Spread unashamedly wide, the water of her bath was white not clear and smelled of roses.  Every inch of her was being dutifully attended to by women, equally naked and equally gorgeous.  Two women were washing her hair while four women alone worked on each of her gorgeous feet.  In reverential hushed tones, the head guard again addressed the new recruits in a low whisper.
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“As you can see, the Princess is not bathed in water, but in milk, and not ordinary milk but milk obtained from the Greek God Zeus’s concubine Europa herself, and coaxed perpetually from her enormous udders by slaves of the temple.  Some of you will be placed on milking duty, as the Princess’s needs are quite substantial, as she bathes in this milk sometimes three or four times a day.”
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At the mention of Europa, Demetrius pricked up his ears.  “This was too perfect!” he thought to himself.  “Not only am I going to have the most luxurious and sensuous trip of my life, but they are going to take me straight to my ultimate quest!”
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Smug with confidence, he again felt his cock twitch as he was hypnotized by the display in the tub.  The princess was even more beautiful naked than he could have imagined, and the sight of twenty equally naked and lovely women rubbing and caressing every inch of her glorious body in the thick fragrant milk got him harder than ever.  With great difficulty Demetrius lifted his gaze from Sethoset’s astonishingly beautiful breasts and long luscious legs to her face and was equally impressed.  Her eyes were very large and dark and her face and skin were flawless.  A look of complete boredom was painted on her face as she paid no notice to the huge team of beauties massaging and rubbing her body.  Suddenly exhaling loudly, she kicked the tub and caused a huge splash of milk to erupt over the four slaves working on her feet.
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“None of you are doing it hard enough!!!!  You are so weak and pitiful, get in there!  My royal and divine feet felt a stone on the road today and the pain is excruciating!!!”
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Watching in continued astonishment, Demetrius now grew bold.  Knowing he was invisible, he could no longer stand not getting a closer look and he gingerly approached the tub.  His mouth watering he held his face mere inches from the golden tub as he studied each woman, and especially the princess, up closely and in all their naked glory.  The deep sweet musky smell of feminine arousal coupled with the intoxicating scents of warm sweet vanilla coming off the milk made him light headed.  Looking at Sethoset’s foot he smiled as it was obvious she was not injured.  So pampered was this princess that merely FEELING anything other than silk, gems or gold on her flesh convinced her she was being tortured.  Smirking, he watched in amusement as she called out “I thirst!” with a casual disdain that was oddly arousing.
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As he watched the writhing bodies in the tub, suddenly Demetrius felt a sharp pain in the back of his head right before he lost consciousness.  When the Princess had called out for refreshment, a huge gold, marble  and pearl encrusted amphora had been retrieved and was so heavy it required two slave girls to carry it.  Not being able to see Demetrius in his invisible state, the thick hard marble bottom of the vessel slammed into the back of his head and instantly knocked him out.  As he slept, he rematerialized as the invisibility ring only worked while he was awake.
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Suddenly seeing a gorgeous, naked and quite erect man appear sprawled out on the floor of Sethoset’s floor, every woman there, the Princess included, gasped as the handsome body became visible.  Wanting to scream and have this intruder dispatched to Osiris, God of the dead at once, Sethoset paused and crooked her head.  In her loins, beneath the warm fragrant milk, she felt a strange stirring as she lustily devoured this male form in her eyes.  Demetrius, since his curse was the most sexually enticing and handsome man on earth and it was only this fact that kept him from being instantly killed.  For the first time in her life the Princess had viewed a man worthy of her lust, and that lust came gushing out like the Nile into her bath of Milk.  
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His head aching as if crushed by an elephant, Demetrius shook it back and forth as he stood up.  Still thinking he was invisible he was unnerved by the observation that every female eye, including Sethoset, was staring intensely in his direction.  Looking down, his blood ran cold as he saw that he was completely visible and, to make matters worse if possible, erect, throbbing and now dripping.  Opening his mouth, he could only say one thing.
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“OH SHIT!”
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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 85
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Demetrius stood on the deck of his ship and smiled as the warm Mediterranean sun slowly heated his naked body. Despite the rapid approach of winter, each day on his southernly journey to Egypt was warmer than the day before and he reveled in this tiny bit of artificial summer. Being naked forever is far more difficult in December than it is in June, and he was quite happy he was heading to Egypt instead of Germany right now. For the first time in decades, Demetrius felt utterly confident that his long ordeal was finally coming to an end and this knowledge filled him with a tremendous sense of inner peace. How could he possibly fail now? With the assistance of the Zeus, King of the Gods, he was absolutely assured success and as he looked at his hand with his newly charged ring he grinned again.
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After a long week at sea on the morning of the seventh day he spied the shoreline of Egypt rising up on the horizon. Consulting the scroll of all knowledge, he was guided to anchor his ship on a tiny rocky island approximately 15 miles away from the Nile delta where he could hide his ship while ashore. Dropping anchor, Demetrius dove happily into the waters and began swimming for land, gleeful that his long journey was almost over.
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A few hours in to his morning swim he finally stopped paddling and bobbed in the breaking surf while he tread water. Staring in wonder as he prepared to walk ashore, the sights of Egypt tantalized all of his senses as they opened up before him. The stark delineation between the endless brown and desolate desert to the west and the lush green lands of the Nile Delta in the east was both startling and beautiful, like an Emerald gemstone set inside a dull brass ring . Huge limestone temples to the infinite and varied Pantheon of the Egyptian Gods loomed up towards the sky and the great port city of Mendes stretched out for miles in all directions.
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Treading water, Demetrius watched in astonishment as an unending line of huge ships from all over the Mediterranean rowed in and out of the bustling port. Never in all of his travels had he seen so much activity and prosperity concentrated into one spot and this city rivaled even the great Babylon. His mouth salivated at the prospect of finally being able to walk among normal human civilization again, even if it had to be while invisible. Twisting his ring, he closed his eyes and began his chant. “Abus Sneum, un pasla felorum, dos dios unta callorum.” Instantly, Demetrius felt the familiar tingle throughout his body as his image faded from sight. Now hidden from view, he quickly swam the remaining short distance towards shore before finally wading onto dry land.
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Free now from the 15 minute time constraint of his old ring, he was almost giddy as he realized he could walk and explore at leisure now. Since his curse and despite his countless erotic adventures, day to day life was very lonely. Forced perpetual nudity had prevented Demetrius from the simple delightful pleasure of just walking freely down a village street and for the first time in over one hundred years Demetrius strolled leisurely among a throng of other humans. Mendes, the largest port in Egypt and one of the most Cosmopolitan cities on earth was the perfect place for him to explore with his new found gift from Zeus.
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Everywhere Demetrius looked were wondrous sights that delighted his eyes. Bright colors were everywhere as banners and tents festooned the wide market squares and the streets were incredibly crowded with eager shoppers. Within just a short time he quickly found out that his invisibility did cause one problem as he was constantly jostled and shoved by people who continued to run into his hidden body. Startled by the sudden jolt, each one looked confused as they hit some unseen force, but shook their heads and continued on. Smiling, Demetrius learned to keep to the side in order to not get run over.
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Walking towards the center of the city, his stomach growled as the smells of the marketplace teased his nostrils. Delicacies from all over the world were there for all to buy, and to the alarm of one of the fruit merchants, he suddenly lifted some honied figs and quickly ate them, enjoying their sweet succulent juices as he devoured the delicate fruit. The hapless merchant, holding up his Ankh representing the eye of Horus, was utterly convinced that demonic activity had caused his merchandise to begin floating in mid-air and disappear. Mouthing repeated pleas for mercy from the unseen Demon and trembling as he held his ankh in front of his startled face he shook as he uttered numerous prayers of protection. Laughing, Demetrius moved on.
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One thing Demetrius also discovered was that the culture of Egypt was far different than his homeland of Greece. Although he was naked under his cloak of invisibility, most of the Egyptians he encountered were also mostly naked, rich and poor alike showing far more skin than was usual in Greece. Men wore simple cloth wraps around their waists while most women were also nearly deliciously nude. Poor women wore simple short dresses of cotton that hugged their bodies tightly while wealthy ladies wore exquisitely thin silk gowns which highlighted every delightful curve of their full rounded womanhood. Status was displayed more through jewelry than clothing as copious poundage of jade and rubies covered the rich while at the lowest end of the social spectrum were lowly slaves who remained completely naked, even in public.
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For Demetrius he once again was felt like a starving man trapped at an all you can eat buffet he could never attend. In all directions he saw a feast of dazzling and gorgeous female flesh EVERYWHERE his eyes fell, and the casual nonchalant attitude of the Egyptians towards this nudity impressed him. Seeing two gorgeous female slaves carrying jugs of wine on their head, their full golden brown breasts baked in the merciless Egyptian sun, swinging in time to their sashaying hips, he instantly began to throb. His balls aching and cock completely hard, he was astonished by the fact that such exposed beauty seemed to inspire such little reaction from the visible crowd. Egypt was such a highly stratified society it perfectly mirrored their famous pyramids. Pharaohs were on top and were literal living Gods on earth while at the opposite end of the spectrum were the slaves at the bottom that were not even considered human. They had a status more like furniture or machinery than a servant and as the two nude beauties strode unnoticed through the crowded marketplace, Demetrius decided to take advantage of his invisible state and follow closely behind.
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Finding it incredibly difficult to concentrate as he followed he was hypnotized by the beautiful full asses, so tantalizingly close, yet so far away. It would turn out that his decision to follow these girls was a stroke of good luck. Demetrius knew from the scroll that Europa was held inside the temple of Ammon Ra far upriver in Luxor. Even in his invisible state, it was going to be tricky to get to Luxor much less gain access to the temple. As luck would have it, listening to the girlish chatter of the two slaves he found out that the princess Sethosat, daughter of the Pharaoh and High Priestess of the temple, was coming to Mendes that day on one of her legendary shopping sprees.
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Famed throughout Egypt for both her extreme beauty and her even more extreme extravagance, every merchant in the city quivered in glee as they knew their coffers would be much fuller after she left. Notorious for her insane love of almost comic levels of luxury, prices in every merchants stall had been hiked to their most eye watering gouging levels as she approached. The two gorgeous girls Demetrius had been following all morning were owned by just such a merchant and they had been sent to his warehouse to retrieve more cheap crappy wine to try and sell to Sethosat.
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Arriving back in the shop, Demetrius smiled as he slipped inside through the tight low door and felt the smooth skin of one of the girls accidentally brush against his cock. Not realizing what she had just felt, the girl giggled at the unexpected sensation as his cockhead tickled her left ass cheek. Watching and listening, he learned much as the merchant worked furiously to prepare to make his fortune off of the Pharaoh’s daughter.
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Princess Sethosat was coming to town today specifically to purchase slaves, wine, spices and all of the latest beauty products from the Far East. His mind raging with visions of his future riches, greed was leading to haste as he grew more and more frenzied pulling out inventory to sell. When one of the poor slave girls accidentally dropped an especially cheap bottle of wine in the rush, the enraged merchant raised his hand to strike her. To his great alarm the merchant found he could not lower his arm as it was frozen in place by some unseen force.
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Demetrius, angry but keeping his head, held the furious merchants forearm in his hands and thus prevented any physical abuse to come to the two girls he had followed all morning. He wanted to throttle the fucker, but decided against it, only wanting to prevent violence. Hearing the golden horns announce the arrival of the royal ship approaching the city, the merchant stopped struggling against his invisible attacker and once released by Demetrius he hurried outside. Opening the door, the two slave girls and Demetrius followed close behind.
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Demetrius’s invisible mouth fell open as he looked south down the Nile towards the trumpets. There, slowly sailing up the river was the immense barge of the Princess and a more luxurious vessel has never existed on earth before or since. Huge pink billowing sails of pure silk hung from the rigging and one hundred beautiful slaves operated cedarwood oars rowing through the swift moving water. The ship was not made of wood, but was carved entirely from pure white alabaster. As the rays of the bright morning sun reflected off of the bow, the ship disappeared from sight as it was obscured by a blinding white glow. Demetrius was somewhat of an expert on luxury vessels as he had enjoyed the use of Amphrite’s ship but even the supernatural boat he had been given as a gift was like a single seater dinghy compared to the monstrosity sailing into port.
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As the royal barge approached, thick heavy scents of sandalwood, frankincense and Jasmine filled the air. Looking around at the crowds on the dock, every man woman and child now lay face down on the ground in complete subjugation. Sethosat was the Pharaoh’s daughter and thus not merely royal but semi-divine. To look directly at her beauty was a capital offense and many an unfortunate teenage boy found himself either beheaded or sold into slavery just for simply stealing a glance. Seeing the groveling masses around him, all chanting praise to Ammon Ra and a host of other Gods, Demetrius was especially glad he was invisible now. He longed to see for himself the woman who inspired such abject submission and worship.
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As the ship now docked, large red silken ropes were thrown onto the docks. Unthinking, Demetrius stroked himself slowly as he saw the gorgeous naked servants of the Princess disembark and tie off the ropes. Each one even more gloriously beautiful than the next as their full shapely hips shook and heavy breasts swung in the morning air, they made preparations for the Princess. He alone among the people of Mendes was witnessing this glorious sight as all others cowered in submission with every nose hugging the ground.
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The entourage that came off that ship was incredible. Trumpeters, Priestesses, and incense bearers all marched off while singing loud praises to Sethosat.
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“Oh Glorious and beautiful Goddess of the Dawn! Oh Merciful and Omniscient Daughter of the Moon! Have Mercy on we lowly worms on earth and lower yourself to grace us with your presence!” they sang as harpists and trumpets blared through the morning air and all citizens of Mendes joined the song.
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Fascinated by the display Demetrius was gobsmacked when he finally lay eyes on the object of such devotion. As the Princess walked down the plank, ten beautiful slaves coated the ground with hundreds of rose pedals so that her feet would not touch the earth. On either side of Sethosat walked four girls who swung huge golden sensors with sweet burning fragrant herbs. The perpetual cloud of wondrous odors was so thick that all other smells were masked by their heavy smoke. As the Princess stepped onto the dock, Demetrius could see that her famous beauty was not understated.
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Tall and curvy, her long black hair curled around her full breasts and cascaded down her back. Her gown shimmered in the morning light and appeared to be constantly changing color. Woven from the silk of millions of spiders, each strand meticulously tied to each other, the iridescent qualities of the silk cast a rainbow of colors as she walked. Shimmering, terrifically short and very tight fitting, each delicious curve of her body was clearly displayed through her magical garment. Her feet, legs and arms were bare with the exception of the thousands of gemstones that hung from every appendage. Each toe was ringed with rubies, emeralds and diamonds and around her neck she wore a large necklace of pearl, sapphires and Jade. Looking at her it was apparent that the wealth of centuries hung from her body and all glinted and shimmered in the sun as she prowled like a cat through the street. Demetrius, like every other man, was completely entranced by this vision once he saw her but unlike them, he could view her fully without fear of discovery.
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As she strode through the market, a female scribe walked behind her with a large scroll while another held an enormous sack of golden coins. If the Princess paused and looked at an object for more than an instant, the scribe quickly wrote it down in her records while her partner tossed a small velvet purse to the merchant. Any lucky shop owner who received this purse would be delighted to find that within was usually more money than he would ever have made in a lifetime of toil. So extravagant was the Princess that entire city economies could rise or fall depending on her mood that day. Watching in amazement, Demetrius choked as the parade stopped before the shop, the thick scented clouds surrounding her making it difficult to breathe.
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Looking down at the wine jugs the princess paused and smirked. “Hmmph! Obviously this crap is of low quality!” she joked to one of the flower slaves. “I mean, just look at those pitiful containers!!! As if our divine lips would pollute our person touching such discolored and low rent glass. Have them destroyed, they displease me!”
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Laying prone on the ground, the merchant felt his heart sink as he heard his inventory begin to be smashed. Once the princess had mocked his store, her naked servants leapt into action, taking sticks and rocks, each began to ravage the store in a surprising display of fury. The tinkling sounds of broken glass and shattering wood adding to his despair, the next words from the Princess turned it all around and caused his hopes to soar.
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“Yet!” she called out, holding her hand up to indicate that the destructive rampage should pause. “He does obviously have fair taste in slaves. These two are exquisite! Obviously flesh of fine breeding. Have him send these two over to the slave pens, as we will most definitely buy them.” Demetrius listened intently and heard a sigh of joy emerge from the merchant at his feet as two bulging purses were tossed onto his back representing more money than he would ever make again. Sadly, he also heard equally sad noises come from the two lovelies who were quickly brought to their knees and shackled. Wrists chained to a collar around their necks they now were unable to lower their hands and they wept softly as they were led away by several other equally naked and beautiful slaves. Following closely behind was Demetrius, his heart aching at their distress, but puzzled by their grief. “Surely being a slave to the royal court would be a much better fate than belonging to this abusive wine merchant?” he thought to himself as they all walked towards the main slave market in the center of town.
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As Demetrius followed the slave girls and their equally lovely guards to the auction block, the Princess and her entourage continued on their odd path of pointless destruction and irresponsible extravagance without them. Reaching the slave market, Demetrius was curious that not a single man was being sold that day, only women, and all quite beautiful women at that. Seeing them all lined up to the left of the stage, all were gorgeous and his denied and invisible cock throbbed helplessly as he ravaged each with his gaze.

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He would learn from listening to the two newly sold women that the Princess would never allow a man as her servant as she remained a virgin. As of yet, none of the hundreds of suitors sent by various kings throughout the ancient world had met her discriminating tastes and if one thing was true, it was that Princess Sethosat never indulged in anything that was not perfectly suited to her tastes. Because of her own self-imposed chastity, her slaves were also removed from any possible carnal relief as her palace and surroundings remained one hundred percent “man free” and this was the cause of the slave girls despair.
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Sethosat had very expensive and sophisticated if not downright decadent appetites. Only wine of the finest quality and aged to absolute perfection would ever pass her lips. Only food of the most exquisite rarity and prepared by the finest chefs in the land would ever fill her stomach. Only jewels and silks of the most luxurious and expensive variety and obtained at the most extreme cost and difficulty would clothe her flesh and this persnickety and demanding personality made her unable to become aroused by any man who did not live up to her idea of perfection. It would take a male of Godlike qualities to unlock her frozen honeycave and she expected that her servants would remain unsexed as long as she did.
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Reaching the main market, the two girls were herded into a pen to await loading onto the barge after the auction was complete. Sneaking in behind them before the door could close shut was a smiling Demetrius, quite proud of his clever scheme. Happy beyond words he continued to smile as he realized that the journey to Luxor would be not only be quite easy but would be a veritable erotic smorgasbord for his eyes even if he could not act upon his natural urges. His plan was to simply slip on board when the Princess and her lovely cargo departed and he would enjoy a quite delicious, lazy journey up river surrounded by hundreds of naked, horny and beautiful slave girls. Imagining the delightful possibilities of being surrounded by such loveliness while invisible caused his face to ache as he was grinning so hard. The delights he felt were in store for him almost seemed like a nice consolation prize to being unable to release his boiling seed.
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As the day went on, Demetrius saw one beautiful slave after another shackled, inspected and accepted or rejected, and despite the erotic thrill of watching the spectacle, he felt guilty witnessing such shameful events. The Princess and her entourage certainly spared no expense as it appeared that after their shopping spree there would not be a good looking female slave left in all of Egypt. Naked and helpless, each woman was ordered to step forward and squat so that her body could be inspected for flaws. Her whole sex widely exposed, Demetrius could not help but stroke himself as each girl had her body stroked and caressed by equally lovely guards, all looking to make sure that the breasts were full or her vagina was in good working order. Seeing the girls so shamefully exposed, poked and prodded made him insanely hard and almost dizzy from so much blood being directed away from his brain and towards his helpless desperate member. At the same time it made him ashamed. Ashamed of not only his base urges becoming aroused by the humiliation of these women, he was even more ashamed of his powerlessness to help them. Any movement or attempt to rescue these girls would expose him and would be a fruitless endeavor. Despite his shame, he could not stop watching the continued parade of nude female flesh for the rest of the day.
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At first the slave pen seemed so enormous as it was only Demetrius and the two girls from the wine merchant inside, but as each hour progressed it became more and more crowded. Built to hold no more than fifty slaves, by three PM there were already seventy five inside and the auction was not over yet. Being invisible had its definite advantages and being in the middle of a sweltering mass of nude horny female slaves was just one of those advantages. The other benefit was the luxury of hearing for the first time exactly what women discuss amongst themselves when they think no men are around. It was an amazing lesson and one that Demetrius would never forget.
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The main topic of conversation among the slave girls was the problems they anticipated being bound to the “ice” princess for the rest of their lives. Her aversion to men was well known, even among the slaves, and the fact that each girl realized that they would never again feel the warm touch of a man’s flesh against their own, or feel a stiff cock teasing their wet pussy again filled all with great sadness. Demetrius grew light headed as the “talk” grew bawdier and more graphic as each girl described former boyfriends and their relative charms over the hours. This hot talk combined with being increasingly crowded in by so much warm supple female flesh had him throbbing and dripping. He had to remain constantly vigilant to keep from bumping into some girl as room inside the pen grew tighter and tighter.
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Now that it was late afternoon, the attempt to not grind into the luscious body of some stranger was hopeless, the slave pen was bulging. The princess had been exceptionally busy on her excursion and Mendes would be suffering a shortage of attractive female servants for decades after this day. Demetrius could not move at all as his arms were jammed into the back of the cage and he was surrounded on all sides by acres of girls. Afraid of being discovered, his hard cock had been bent up towards his stomach by the tight round ass in front of him that pressed against it. Sweating profusely, he was relieved when the gates were finally opened and the prisoners, him included, began to be herded towards the river barge. His cock trapped between the ass cheek of a beauty in front of him while the feel of two hard nipples poked into his back, despite the sensual delight, fear of discovery had him wishing to be on board as soon as possible.
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Demetrius smiled in relief as he was able to board completely undiscovered in his invisible state. As his bare feet hit the alabaster deck, he exhaled deeply as he was finally able to step to the side and lean against the main mast and for the first time in hours, completely able to move his arms. Sore from being pressed into that slave pen all day, and overly aroused by the feast of flesh he was trapped inside with, his cock drooled out invisible pre-cum onto the deck as the assault on his senses all day was too much to handle. Not only having his visual senses barraged, the smell of so much feminine arousal wafting into his nose had him stiff as iron. When the last girl boarded, and the countless kegs of fine overpriced wine and expensive jars of exotic beauty oils were stowed away, a stunning slightly older full figured beauty stepped up onto the upper deck of the barge and addressed the crowd. The fact that she wore clothing (and a sword) revealed that she was not a slave but a free woman and in fact was head of Sethoset’s body guard.
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“Slaves, fall to your knees in gratitude as the Gods have smiled on you today!!!” she bellowed as all one hundred slaves dropped to the deck in unison. “The Great Amon Ra has taken mercy upon you and in his infinite mercy has poured out his cup of blessings upon you! Your pitiful lives, once worthless, low and wormlike now have meaning. You now have a new purpose in life and that purpose is to serve our Mistress, The great living Goddess on Earth, Daughter of Isis, Consort of the Moon, your eternal divinity on earth and your sole reason for existence, Princess Sethoset!”
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Each Girl chanted praise to their new owner as the head of the guards continued. “Each of you have one job and one job only and that is to serve. Maintaining the Princess requires utmost skill and delicacy and you shall be trained. Tonight, we shall take five of you and begin to instruct you on the proper way to bathe our Goddess. The rest of you will pilot the oars to Luxor.” Calling out several names, Demetrius was pleased to see the two beauties from this morning were chosen, and his cock twitched as he snuck into the crowd behind them.
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Following the guard up a curved marble step to the upper deck, Demetrius remained open mouthed in amazement at this vessel. Stepping onto the upper deck, nothing could have prepared Demetrius or the new recruits for the sights of luxury that now washed over their line of vision. In the center of the deck stood a statue to Sekhmet which had been turned into a fountain. Out of her catlike head shot a stream of red wine that dribbled down over her breasts into a bubbling pool at her feet. On either side of Sekhmet stood her parents Amon Ra and Hathor their arms outstretched in a loving embrace. The railing surrounding the deck was covered in Jade and encrusted with diamonds which all shimmered in the late afternoon blazing Egyptian Sun. Behind these amazing sights stood thick purple curtains that billowed in the breeze releasing clouds of strong scented purple clouds of incense within. This was the private chamber of the Princess and only the most senior slaves were allowed inside. Today an exception would be made and five choice newly purchased girls would join the twenty body servants assigned to bath duty to begin to learn their trade. Demetrius salivated as he looked at the velvet curtain, knowing full well that he would be the only man ever on earth to witness such delights, and only his invisibility would allow him this unbelievable opportunity. Closing his hands together, he looked skyward and prayed. “Thank you Zeus, THANK YOU!!!”
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Setting foot inside, Demetrius joined the new recruits who nervously stepped through the thick curtains into the smokey sweet darkness. The inside of the chamber was shockingly huge for being on board a river barge. Large pink marble columns braced the ceiling and the entire lower floor was covered in thick carpeting of silk. Naked bejeweled slaves swung golden sensors of rosewood and other exotic incense as the air was thick with sweet aromas from the burning braziers. Huge overstuffed pillows filled one corner and were already filled with harpists filling the chamber with enchanting songs. Through a curtain of pearls suspended from the ceiling was the Princess’s bath and the sound of splashing water indicated preparations were in full swing.
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Grinning to himself, the still invisible Demetrius ached to see inside as the slaves were led inside, with him following closely and incredibly eagerly behind. As he entered, his mind spun as the luxury he witnessed boggled his mind.
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Every inch of the bath was covered in gold, from the deep gold tub shaped like a giant clam shell to the gold tiles on the floor. Amazingly and to his great surprise, the Princess was already in her bath, completely naked and seemingly taking no notice of the crowd of slaves in her presence. Spread unashamedly wide, the water of her bath was white not clear and smelled of roses. Every inch of her was being dutifully attended to by women, equally naked and equally gorgeous. Two women were washing her hair while four women alone worked on each of her gorgeous feet. In reverential hushed tones, the head guard again addressed the new recruits in a low whisper.
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“As you can see, the Princess is not bathed in water, but in milk, and not ordinary milk but milk obtained from the Greek God Zeus’s concubine Europa herself, and coaxed perpetually from her enormous udders by slaves of the temple. Some of you will be placed on milking duty, as the Princess’s needs are quite substantial, as she bathes in this milk sometimes three or four times a day.”
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At the mention of Europa, Demetrius pricked up his ears. “This was too perfect!” he thought to himself. “Not only am I going to have the most luxurious and sensuous trip of my life, but they are going to take me straight to my ultimate quest!”
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Smug with confidence, he again felt his cock twitch as he was hypnotized by the display in the tub. The princess was even more beautiful naked than he could have imagined, and the sight of twenty equally naked and lovely women rubbing and caressing every inch of her glorious body in the thick fragrant milk got him harder than ever. With great difficulty Demetrius lifted his gaze from Sethoset’s astonishingly beautiful breasts and long luscious legs to her face and was equally impressed. Her eyes were very large and dark and her face and skin were flawless. A look of complete boredom was painted on her face as she paid no notice to the huge team of beauties massaging and rubbing her body. Suddenly exhaling loudly, she kicked the tub and caused a huge splash of milk to erupt over the four slaves working on her feet.
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“None of you are doing it hard enough!!!! You are so weak and pitiful, get in there! My royal and divine feet felt a stone on the road today and the pain is excruciating!!!”
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Watching in continued astonishment, Demetrius now grew bold. Knowing he was invisible, he could no longer stand not getting a closer look and he gingerly approached the tub. His mouth watering he held his face mere inches from the golden tub as he studied each woman, and especially the princess, up closely and in all their naked glory. The deep sweet musky smell of feminine arousal coupled with the intoxicating scents of warm sweet vanilla coming off the milk made him light headed. Looking at Sethoset’s foot he smiled as it was obvious she was not injured. So pampered was this princess that merely FEELING anything other than silk, gems or gold on her flesh convinced her she was being tortured. Smirking, he watched in amusement as she called out “I thirst!” with a casual disdain that was oddly arousing.
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As he watched the writhing bodies in the tub, suddenly Demetrius felt a sharp pain in the back of his head right before he lost consciousness. When the Princess had called out for refreshment, a huge gold, marble and pearl encrusted amphora had been retrieved and was so heavy it required two slave girls to carry it. Not being able to see Demetrius in his invisible state, the thick hard marble bottom of the vessel slammed into the back of his head and instantly knocked him out. As he slept, he rematerialized as the invisibility ring only worked while he was awake.
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Suddenly seeing a gorgeous, naked and quite erect man appear sprawled out on the floor of Sethoset’s floor, every woman there, the Princess included, gasped as the handsome body became visible. Wanting to scream and have this intruder dispatched to Osiris, God of the dead at once, Sethoset paused and crooked her head. In her loins, beneath the warm fragrant milk, she felt a strange stirring as she lustily devoured this male form in her eyes. Demetrius, since his curse was the most sexually enticing and handsome man on earth and it was only this fact that kept him from being instantly killed. For the first time in her life the Princess had viewed a man worthy of her lust, and that lust came gushing out like the Nile into her bath of Milk.
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His head aching as if crushed by an elephant, Demetrius shook it back and forth as he stood up. Still thinking he was invisible he was unnerved by the observation that every female eye, including Sethoset, was staring intensely in his direction. Looking down, his blood ran cold as he saw that he was completely visible and, to make matters worse if possible, erect, throbbing and now dripping. Opening his mouth, he could only say one thing.
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“OH SHIT!”
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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 84
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As the sail of Demetrius’s ship slipped over the horizon, Zeus smiled.  Turning back to Pan and Dionysus he held up his hand, cleared his throat and winked in delight.  
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"Ok boys gather round, we have much work to do on behalf of our horny little human while he is gone."  Turning to face the goat legged Pan, he continued. "Now I want you to go to Mercury and Pethio’s palace and retrieve her slippers.  This is one of the remaining items that he needs and, well, you will be the best among us to do it."  Pan nodded but wondered why Zeus had assigned this particular task to him.  Unbeknownst to Pan, or anyone for that matter, Zeus felt very guilty about his friend Mercury’s chaste and bound fate.  The knowledge his friend’s balls were leashed and owned by Pethio forever because of his own careless actions made the King of the Gods tend to avoid Mercury.  The shame and guilt of his accidental caging because of a stupid joke was too great to bare.
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Turning now to Dionysus, Zeus smiled even wider as he worked hard to stifle a laugh.  ”And to you Di-Di I give the most delicious assignment we have left.  You are to go to the Grace’s palace and retrieve some quite delectable items that are needed for Demetrius’s quest.  It might be a bit tricky to get them, but you among all of us Gods are truly a bull-shitter and charmer of the highest rank so I have complete faith you will be able to complete this job!”
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Dionysus was confused yet intrigued.  He was meaning to go to the Grace’s for a favor anyway since Pan’s party.  Ganymede’s loss to the Graces put Dionysus in a bad spot and he was desperate to get him free.  His own party was fast approaching and for years Dionysus had always relied on Ganymede’s enormous wit and amazing organizational skills to help him plan his feasts, but without him he was lost.  Going to the Grace’s palace on a mission from Zeus perhaps could give him an excuse to borrow the services of his old friend for a few weeks and he could kill two birds with one stone.
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"What do I have to get from them Lord?"  Dionysus asked.
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Bursting into laughter as he could no longer hold back the flood within, Zeus choked as his words spewed out.  ”Three used panties from each!!!!  I am sure poor old Demetrius was wondering how on earth he was going to pull that one off, but now that he has you working on his behalf, his balls are as good as freed.   There are few Gods I know that are better at convincing beautiful Goddesses to drop their panties than you, so this should be an easy task!”
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Dionysus laughed but inwardly gulped.  This would NOT be as easy a job as Zeus indicated.  He knew that the Graces, Euphrosyne especially, would not willingly give their panties up so easily, especially used ones, so this would be no cake walk.  He would need to be exceptionally charming to obtain these yummy prizes, or else he would have to resort to thievery.  His mind churned with options as Zeus continued.
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"And boys, don’t think I am exempting myself from duty here.  Now, I have to get my wife’s ruby and, well, I may have to go about it indirectly.  Hera is a gorgeous woman and very smart and I know if I ask for it directly she will become highly suspicious and figure out something is up."  Stroking his chin, he thought out loud.  " I certainly do not want her to know about Europa’s rescue, so perhaps I will go visit Amphrite.  Having HER borrow the ruby for me will eliminate any suspicion from my beautiful, intelligent and highly suspicious wife."  
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Pan snickered as he croaked out.  ”Well, it isn’t like she isn’t suspicious for good reason!”
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Zeus winked back and nodded.  ”Like I said, she is a very intelligent woman.”  As he spoke the curvy and top heavy brunette he had been so delightfully munching on earlier emerged from the clearing and began kneading his ass.  Looking down at her as she stared up into his face with her enormous brown eyes, Zeus felt the familiar stirrings of his libido heating up.  Taking her by the hand he wanted to get back to his delightful Nymph brunch as soon as possible.
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Pan and Dionysus grinned too as they looked at one other.  The irony and humor of the situation was too hilarious for them not to be amused.  Here they were, three powerful Olympian Gods now all working to obtain sexual release for a lowly human.  Fate is a humorous mistress sometimes, and no doubt she was enjoying a great joke on all of them.  Lifting his full goblet up into the air, Dionysus proposed a toast.
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"To the long suffering and pitifully blue balled human Demetrius!  Here is to letting that spooge out of his prison soon!"  Laughing, Zeus and Pan clanged their goblets in unison and drank down the wine before resuming their fun with the Maenads.  Dionysus however did not return to the grove with the others, but scooped up Carya in his arms and carried her into the forest alone.  Seeing a clearing, he waved his free hand over the ground and flowers began blooming in the dark rich earth.  Laying her luscious body onto the makeshift bed of newly born daffodils, he quickly stripped off, his cock literally ripping through his loincloth.  
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Carya was truly a beauty, rivaling any nymph or Goddess on Olympus and as he knelt down between her legs, she lifted her leg up and seductively ran her toes over his smiling lips.  Holding the delicate foot in his right hand, he brought her sole to his mouth and began kissing it when suddenly she shifted forward quickly and impaled her dripping hot cooch onto his rod.  Feeling the strong velvety firm grip on his shaft and the undulating motion that started as she began to slowly milk him, he loudly groaned.  ”Holy Mother Gaia I have missed THIS!!!!”
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Meanwhile back on Olympus, Ares howled in pain as Esclepiius rubbed salve into his wounded face.
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"DAMN IT TO FUCKING HELL!" Ares screamed as Apollo looked on giggling at his friend squirming in pain.  
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"Honestly Ares" Apollo laughed.  "For being the God of War you sure can be a big baby!"
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After the melee in the palace, Apollo, Ares and Esclepius had returned to Apollo’s palace to recover from their injuries.  The God of War especially was a complete mess.  Hephaestus is a very powerful and strong God and the furious iron blows he had countlessly landed on Ares face had transformed his normal handsome visage into a bloody pulp of weeping wounds.  Esclepius, as the God of Medicine, had cheerfully offered his healing services and Ares had eagerly accepted.  Now assisted by the gloriously delicious nymph Marta, Ares was covered in healing salves and potions over his whole tormented and broken body.
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"Shut up Apollo!" Ares snapped back.  "It wasn’t your fucking pussy face that got pummeled by those big iron fists, it was mine."  Wincing in pain, Ares continued.  "You know, my problem is I have a big mouth, so I brought this on myself!  I thought Hephaestus was cool with Aphrodite’s dalliances, after all, he surely must know about them."
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Esclepius giggled as he continued his ministrations.  ”Yes, he knows of course, but he doesn’t need to be reminded about them in PUBLIC.  Frankly, ever since it came out that Aphrodite took that human Demetrius as a lover he has been especially sensitive on the subject.”
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"A HUMAN lover?" Ares asked as his eyebrows raised.
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Marta, wetting a cloth with iodine nodded and handing it to Esclepius as she spoke up. “Yes Lord, you know this Demetrius has been the talk of all of the Nymphs for several years now.  It is said that Aphrodite prefers this human now to all others, even the Gods, and this knowledge has made Hephaestus quite jealous.  It is said that Demetrius’s skills as a lover are greater than any…” Realizing the impact of what she was saying, she quickly became quiet as Ares began to visibly fume.
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"Amazing this Demetrius is I must say!" Esclepius added as he continued working on Ares.  "Half of the Goddess’s want to sleep with him and the other half, Artemis and Hecate especially, want to kill him."  Looking at Apollo now, he prepared a fresh batch of herbs as he too was injured and required medical attention.
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Pointing to Apollo, Esclepius directed Marta to place a medicated bandage over the giant red scar on his face that Dionysus had inflicted during the fight.  ”If you don’t mind me saying Apollo, but perhaps this feud you have with Euphrosyne has gone on far enough.  Give it time.  I am sure your unfortunate nickname will fade after a while as it really is not THAT funny.  You and Dionysus have been good friends for years and although he was enjoying a joke at your expense, it surely isn’t worth all this!  I know he did not really mean any harm.”
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"Agreed!"  Apollo cried out as it was now his turn to wince in pain as the medicine stung on the wound.  "I will forgive Di-Di, but if you think I am going to let Euphrosyne have the last word on this you are sadly mistaken!"
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Esclepius sadly shook his head as he worked on another bandage.  ”I doubt it is worth it Lord.  She is quite clever you know.  My honest advice is to declare this feud over and move on.”
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Now it was Apollo’s turn to fume as he was not about to give up his plans for revenge.  ”Oh no, I must have my revenge before I can let this go.  In fact, while you are here, let me ask you your special advice.  You are the master of medicine, so surely you must know what potions or poisons are available that can help me.  I want to strip that bitch naked and then freeze her into a statue for MY Garden.   Trust me, after people see the fountain I make out of HER tits they will quickly forget the chocolate fountain she made out of my balls!”
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Marta frowned as she felt Apollo’s neck throb in anger as he spoke, and with her tiny delicate hands she tried her best to massage him into calm.  It was no use, since Apollo, among many things, was incredibly stubborn and not one to ever let a slight go unchallenged.  Esclepius too frowned as he knew exactly what would perform the job for Apollo, but sadly it was not in his power to give.
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"Well Lord, I do know of a substance that is available that will do the job, but sadly I do not have any in my stock.  You need the Blood of Medusa, and only one God on earth has a supply and that Goddess is Hecate."
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Apollo grinned as he listened.  ”Hmmmmm, Hecate eh?  And she alone has the whole world’s supply?”  Esclepius nodded and watched Apollo’s face as it was obvious that he was already planning something big in his head.  Ares too was quiet as his mind also churned deeply in thought, images of the glorious Aphrodite being serviced by a tiny HUMAN tormenting his divine ego.  
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Back in France on the banks of the Seine, Aphrodite was in full seductive mode.  Knowing she was being watched and desperately desired made her hotter and wetter than ever.  As the Goddess of Love, she got off more on the chase than she did the capture, and now she could sense the waves of horny energy wafting off of Thor in a Tsunami of passion.  Holding her leg up out of the water and delicately running her fingers up her inner thigh, the groan that emerged from the woods caused her instantly to gush into the water.  Turning to the sound, she lowered her smoky gaze onto the desperate God who knelt half naked and dripping at the edge of the treeline.
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"Well?  Are you just going to stay there or are you going to come join me?" she playfully called out.  Thor was thunderstruck by her invitation, and her beauty was so overwhelming he felt as though he was drowning, his erotic desire clouding his mind and rendering him speechless.  
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Thor, bringer of the thunderbolt, Viking God of war, pinnacle of masculine virtue was helpless as a kitten before the divine Aphrodite.  Despite his rugged good looks and divine status, he was a hopeless basket case around women.  Rough, crude and violent, he had none of the finesse and sophistication of the Greek Gods, and when confronted by a supernatural beauty like Aphrodite, his whole body throbbed along with his dick.  He could think of nothing but plunging his rod into her glorious wet cave and with single minded determination he ripped off his remaining clothes and strode towards the river.
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Despite the danger to himself, Thor was a God on a mission.  He was out of his territory now and in the land of the Greek Gods, even though it was the far edge of that land.  He, like any God, retains their powers when away from their own kingdoms, but the farther from their source of power they wander, the relatively weaker their powers are.  As he stepped into the cool waters of the Seine he was completely under Aphrodite’s power now as her magic would now be far more powerful than his.  Despite this, he did not care, as once his eyes laid upon her painfully beautiful nakedness, he was hopelessly hooked.  He must have her and nothing on heaven or earth would prevent him from having her.
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Aphrodite eyed the nude Viking God with increasing desire as she slowly looked him up and down.  Every inch of Thor literally throbbed and rippled in cut chiseled muscles as he was the very image of raw masculinity in its purest form.  Furred out completely, his thick chest hair covered his glorious body like a coat and he, unlike Ares, was fully bearded.  His thick red hair ran down his back and matched the full bushy red beard on his face and Aphrodite sighed at the sight of him.  All over his body were signs of hundreds of gashes and wounds from countless battles of the past and as he grew closer she longed to run her hot tongue over every scar before the day was out.  Best of all to Aphrodite’s taste Thor was hung like a God, his full thick uncut cock already straining at full erection while his ripe hairy balls swung low as he walked.  Entering the water, Thor did not speak as he was transfixed by the vision before him.  Grabbing her ankles, he roughly lifted her feet out of the river and spread her legs, kneeling down into the current as he prepared to penetrate her honey cave.
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"NOT SO FAST FUCKER!" Aphrodite snapped back as she wriggled her ankles free from his grip and placed her right foot onto his face.  "You may be a handsome God, but you have a LOT to learn about women.  If you want to dip that barbaric cock into MY holy shrine, you are going to have to earn the right."
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Thor was shocked, but stopped dead in his tracks.  Never before had any woman spoken to him like this and he had no idea how to react.  In his world, women were objects to be fucked and then tossed away, only to be retrieved again when dicks needed relief.  Now that this Goddess was resisting him, his brain short circuited as he had no idea what to say or do.  He did know however that he wanted Aphrodite and he wanted her worse than he had ever wanted anything before, so he nodded in agreement to her words.
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"That’s better!"  Aphrodite giggled as she saw his resistance melt away like snowflakes in May.  Lifting her other foot out of the water, she slowly and seductively ran it up his strong thick thighs and over his balls, teasing each one before gripping his erection with her toes.  Continuing on up his rippled furry stomach, she felt his muscles throb under her sole before finally stopping right in front of his face.  "Now, show your Goddess your appreciation for her beauty!"
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Thor stared at the beautiful foot in front of his face and felt oddly even hornier than he already was.  Never before had he ever really looked at a woman this closely before, usually just grabbing a tit and slamming his cock inside her before moving on to his next conquest.  Now he was transfixed.  His mouth watering, he studied the perfect curve of her instep as each delectable toe as she wiggled them in mid-air.  He was hypnotized and confused, as he did not know what she wanted.
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Sighing loudly Aphrodite barked  ”We don’t have all day you know.  Now either worship me properly or go back to whatever festering mud-hole shit pit you call a home!”  Not needing any other directions, Thor opened his mouth and attacked her heel like a ravenous starving dog.  Feeling his bushy beard on her skin, Aphrodite giggled but sighed.  He was rough and crude, highly unskilled, but obviously quite determined and very very very horny.  She was going to enjoy Thor no doubt, but he had much to learn and she sighed as she realized it was up to her to teach him.  
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At the same moment, In the steaming cauldera of Vesuvius, Archimedes smiled as he viewed the final piece of his device being put into place.  His cock straining in its tiny cage he felt it twitch as it seemed to understand that freedom was close at hand.  The past few months had been incredibly hard, not only as an engineering problem to create the hundreds of Ballistas that Hephaestus had requested, but even more frustrating by being surrounded by hundreds of beautiful golden automatons that made his poor chaste cock ache constantly.  Now that his tasks were coming to an end, both his mouth and dick drooled in anticipation of cashing in on the promise of finally being unlocked and going back to his huge palace filled with so many willing and beautiful servants.
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Archimedes jumped when the large iron fist of Hephaestus gripped his shoulder and the Fire God spoke.  ”Incredible Hephaestus, just incredible!” 
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"Yes my Lord, Yes, I , I am so glad you approve!" Archimedes stammered as his alarm receded.  Both God and Man viewed Archimedes device and beamed as Archimedes prepared to demonstrate how the chair worked.  Large shining silver shackles were attached to a long pump in the seat.  This pump operated a shaft upon which sat a rather impressive dildo which would no doubt be quite painful when shoved up the ass of Hephaestus’s unfortunate human victim.  Archimedes had designed the device so that once the victim was placed inside the shackles, his arms and legs would be held wide apart and his ass would forever be raised and lowered over and over onto this iron cock.  For a device meant for revenge, this would definitely do the trick.  
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Seeing the device begin to move, and imagining his wife Aphrodite’s human lovers fate to be chained within, Hephaestus grinned widely.
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"Holy Mother Gaia and Father CHAOS!!!!  You are a Genius Archimedes, and pure unadulterated Genius!!!!" he cried out in unbridled glee.  Nearly naked and covered in sweat in the unbearable heat, Archimedes beamed in pride at the praise from the God.  His tasks complete, his mouth opened in a huge toothy grin as Hephaestus opened his giant iron hand and showed a glowing red key in his palm as he continued to speak the words he had waited so long to hear.  
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"Now my poor horny little human.  Let’s see if we can take care of your little problem now, as you have CERTAINLY earned your release!!!"
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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 84

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As the sail of Demetrius’s ship slipped over the horizon, Zeus smiled.  Turning back to Pan and Dionysus he held up his hand, cleared his throat and winked in delight.  

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"Ok boys gather round, we have much work to do on behalf of our horny little human while he is gone."  Turning to face the goat legged Pan, he continued. "Now I want you to go to Mercury and Pethio’s palace and retrieve her slippers.  This is one of the remaining items that he needs and, well, you will be the best among us to do it."  Pan nodded but wondered why Zeus had assigned this particular task to him.  Unbeknownst to Pan, or anyone for that matter, Zeus felt very guilty about his friend Mercury’s chaste and bound fate.  The knowledge his friend’s balls were leashed and owned by Pethio forever because of his own careless actions made the King of the Gods tend to avoid Mercury.  The shame and guilt of his accidental caging because of a stupid joke was too great to bare.

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Turning now to Dionysus, Zeus smiled even wider as he worked hard to stifle a laugh.  ”And to you Di-Di I give the most delicious assignment we have left.  You are to go to the Grace’s palace and retrieve some quite delectable items that are needed for Demetrius’s quest.  It might be a bit tricky to get them, but you among all of us Gods are truly a bull-shitter and charmer of the highest rank so I have complete faith you will be able to complete this job!”

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Dionysus was confused yet intrigued.  He was meaning to go to the Grace’s for a favor anyway since Pan’s party.  Ganymede’s loss to the Graces put Dionysus in a bad spot and he was desperate to get him free.  His own party was fast approaching and for years Dionysus had always relied on Ganymede’s enormous wit and amazing organizational skills to help him plan his feasts, but without him he was lost.  Going to the Grace’s palace on a mission from Zeus perhaps could give him an excuse to borrow the services of his old friend for a few weeks and he could kill two birds with one stone.

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"What do I have to get from them Lord?"  Dionysus asked.

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Bursting into laughter as he could no longer hold back the flood within, Zeus choked as his words spewed out.  ”Three used panties from each!!!!  I am sure poor old Demetrius was wondering how on earth he was going to pull that one off, but now that he has you working on his behalf, his balls are as good as freed.   There are few Gods I know that are better at convincing beautiful Goddesses to drop their panties than you, so this should be an easy task!”

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Dionysus laughed but inwardly gulped.  This would NOT be as easy a job as Zeus indicated.  He knew that the Graces, Euphrosyne especially, would not willingly give their panties up so easily, especially used ones, so this would be no cake walk.  He would need to be exceptionally charming to obtain these yummy prizes, or else he would have to resort to thievery.  His mind churned with options as Zeus continued.

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"And boys, don’t think I am exempting myself from duty here.  Now, I have to get my wife’s ruby and, well, I may have to go about it indirectly.  Hera is a gorgeous woman and very smart and I know if I ask for it directly she will become highly suspicious and figure out something is up."  Stroking his chin, he thought out loud.  " I certainly do not want her to know about Europa’s rescue, so perhaps I will go visit Amphrite.  Having HER borrow the ruby for me will eliminate any suspicion from my beautiful, intelligent and highly suspicious wife."  

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Pan snickered as he croaked out.  ”Well, it isn’t like she isn’t suspicious for good reason!”

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Zeus winked back and nodded.  ”Like I said, she is a very intelligent woman.”  As he spoke the curvy and top heavy brunette he had been so delightfully munching on earlier emerged from the clearing and began kneading his ass.  Looking down at her as she stared up into his face with her enormous brown eyes, Zeus felt the familiar stirrings of his libido heating up.  Taking her by the hand he wanted to get back to his delightful Nymph brunch as soon as possible.

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Pan and Dionysus grinned too as they looked at one other.  The irony and humor of the situation was too hilarious for them not to be amused.  Here they were, three powerful Olympian Gods now all working to obtain sexual release for a lowly human.  Fate is a humorous mistress sometimes, and no doubt she was enjoying a great joke on all of them.  Lifting his full goblet up into the air, Dionysus proposed a toast.

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"To the long suffering and pitifully blue balled human Demetrius!  Here is to letting that spooge out of his prison soon!"  Laughing, Zeus and Pan clanged their goblets in unison and drank down the wine before resuming their fun with the Maenads.  Dionysus however did not return to the grove with the others, but scooped up Carya in his arms and carried her into the forest alone.  Seeing a clearing, he waved his free hand over the ground and flowers began blooming in the dark rich earth.  Laying her luscious body onto the makeshift bed of newly born daffodils, he quickly stripped off, his cock literally ripping through his loincloth.  

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Carya was truly a beauty, rivaling any nymph or Goddess on Olympus and as he knelt down between her legs, she lifted her leg up and seductively ran her toes over his smiling lips.  Holding the delicate foot in his right hand, he brought her sole to his mouth and began kissing it when suddenly she shifted forward quickly and impaled her dripping hot cooch onto his rod.  Feeling the strong velvety firm grip on his shaft and the undulating motion that started as she began to slowly milk him, he loudly groaned.  ”Holy Mother Gaia I have missed THIS!!!!”

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Meanwhile back on Olympus, Ares howled in pain as Esclepiius rubbed salve into his wounded face.

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"DAMN IT TO FUCKING HELL!" Ares screamed as Apollo looked on giggling at his friend squirming in pain.  

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"Honestly Ares" Apollo laughed.  "For being the God of War you sure can be a big baby!"

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After the melee in the palace, Apollo, Ares and Esclepius had returned to Apollo’s palace to recover from their injuries.  The God of War especially was a complete mess.  Hephaestus is a very powerful and strong God and the furious iron blows he had countlessly landed on Ares face had transformed his normal handsome visage into a bloody pulp of weeping wounds.  Esclepius, as the God of Medicine, had cheerfully offered his healing services and Ares had eagerly accepted.  Now assisted by the gloriously delicious nymph Marta, Ares was covered in healing salves and potions over his whole tormented and broken body.

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"Shut up Apollo!" Ares snapped back.  "It wasn’t your fucking pussy face that got pummeled by those big iron fists, it was mine."  Wincing in pain, Ares continued.  "You know, my problem is I have a big mouth, so I brought this on myself!  I thought Hephaestus was cool with Aphrodite’s dalliances, after all, he surely must know about them."

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Esclepius giggled as he continued his ministrations.  ”Yes, he knows of course, but he doesn’t need to be reminded about them in PUBLIC.  Frankly, ever since it came out that Aphrodite took that human Demetrius as a lover he has been especially sensitive on the subject.”

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"A HUMAN lover?" Ares asked as his eyebrows raised.

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Marta, wetting a cloth with iodine nodded and handing it to Esclepius as she spoke up. “Yes Lord, you know this Demetrius has been the talk of all of the Nymphs for several years now.  It is said that Aphrodite prefers this human now to all others, even the Gods, and this knowledge has made Hephaestus quite jealous.  It is said that Demetrius’s skills as a lover are greater than any…” Realizing the impact of what she was saying, she quickly became quiet as Ares began to visibly fume.

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"Amazing this Demetrius is I must say!" Esclepius added as he continued working on Ares.  "Half of the Goddess’s want to sleep with him and the other half, Artemis and Hecate especially, want to kill him."  Looking at Apollo now, he prepared a fresh batch of herbs as he too was injured and required medical attention.

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Pointing to Apollo, Esclepius directed Marta to place a medicated bandage over the giant red scar on his face that Dionysus had inflicted during the fight.  ”If you don’t mind me saying Apollo, but perhaps this feud you have with Euphrosyne has gone on far enough.  Give it time.  I am sure your unfortunate nickname will fade after a while as it really is not THAT funny.  You and Dionysus have been good friends for years and although he was enjoying a joke at your expense, it surely isn’t worth all this!  I know he did not really mean any harm.”

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"Agreed!"  Apollo cried out as it was now his turn to wince in pain as the medicine stung on the wound.  "I will forgive Di-Di, but if you think I am going to let Euphrosyne have the last word on this you are sadly mistaken!"

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Esclepius sadly shook his head as he worked on another bandage.  ”I doubt it is worth it Lord.  She is quite clever you know.  My honest advice is to declare this feud over and move on.”

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Now it was Apollo’s turn to fume as he was not about to give up his plans for revenge.  ”Oh no, I must have my revenge before I can let this go.  In fact, while you are here, let me ask you your special advice.  You are the master of medicine, so surely you must know what potions or poisons are available that can help me.  I want to strip that bitch naked and then freeze her into a statue for MY Garden.   Trust me, after people see the fountain I make out of HER tits they will quickly forget the chocolate fountain she made out of my balls!”

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Marta frowned as she felt Apollo’s neck throb in anger as he spoke, and with her tiny delicate hands she tried her best to massage him into calm.  It was no use, since Apollo, among many things, was incredibly stubborn and not one to ever let a slight go unchallenged.  Esclepius too frowned as he knew exactly what would perform the job for Apollo, but sadly it was not in his power to give.

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"Well Lord, I do know of a substance that is available that will do the job, but sadly I do not have any in my stock.  You need the Blood of Medusa, and only one God on earth has a supply and that Goddess is Hecate."

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Apollo grinned as he listened.  ”Hmmmmm, Hecate eh?  And she alone has the whole world’s supply?”  Esclepius nodded and watched Apollo’s face as it was obvious that he was already planning something big in his head.  Ares too was quiet as his mind also churned deeply in thought, images of the glorious Aphrodite being serviced by a tiny HUMAN tormenting his divine ego.  

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Back in France on the banks of the Seine, Aphrodite was in full seductive mode.  Knowing she was being watched and desperately desired made her hotter and wetter than ever.  As the Goddess of Love, she got off more on the chase than she did the capture, and now she could sense the waves of horny energy wafting off of Thor in a Tsunami of passion.  Holding her leg up out of the water and delicately running her fingers up her inner thigh, the groan that emerged from the woods caused her instantly to gush into the water.  Turning to the sound, she lowered her smoky gaze onto the desperate God who knelt half naked and dripping at the edge of the treeline.

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"Well?  Are you just going to stay there or are you going to come join me?" she playfully called out.  Thor was thunderstruck by her invitation, and her beauty was so overwhelming he felt as though he was drowning, his erotic desire clouding his mind and rendering him speechless.  

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Thor, bringer of the thunderbolt, Viking God of war, pinnacle of masculine virtue was helpless as a kitten before the divine Aphrodite.  Despite his rugged good looks and divine status, he was a hopeless basket case around women.  Rough, crude and violent, he had none of the finesse and sophistication of the Greek Gods, and when confronted by a supernatural beauty like Aphrodite, his whole body throbbed along with his dick.  He could think of nothing but plunging his rod into her glorious wet cave and with single minded determination he ripped off his remaining clothes and strode towards the river.

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Despite the danger to himself, Thor was a God on a mission.  He was out of his territory now and in the land of the Greek Gods, even though it was the far edge of that land.  He, like any God, retains their powers when away from their own kingdoms, but the farther from their source of power they wander, the relatively weaker their powers are.  As he stepped into the cool waters of the Seine he was completely under Aphrodite’s power now as her magic would now be far more powerful than his.  Despite this, he did not care, as once his eyes laid upon her painfully beautiful nakedness, he was hopelessly hooked.  He must have her and nothing on heaven or earth would prevent him from having her.

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Aphrodite eyed the nude Viking God with increasing desire as she slowly looked him up and down.  Every inch of Thor literally throbbed and rippled in cut chiseled muscles as he was the very image of raw masculinity in its purest form.  Furred out completely, his thick chest hair covered his glorious body like a coat and he, unlike Ares, was fully bearded.  His thick red hair ran down his back and matched the full bushy red beard on his face and Aphrodite sighed at the sight of him.  All over his body were signs of hundreds of gashes and wounds from countless battles of the past and as he grew closer she longed to run her hot tongue over every scar before the day was out.  Best of all to Aphrodite’s taste Thor was hung like a God, his full thick uncut cock already straining at full erection while his ripe hairy balls swung low as he walked.  Entering the water, Thor did not speak as he was transfixed by the vision before him.  Grabbing her ankles, he roughly lifted her feet out of the river and spread her legs, kneeling down into the current as he prepared to penetrate her honey cave.

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"NOT SO FAST FUCKER!" Aphrodite snapped back as she wriggled her ankles free from his grip and placed her right foot onto his face.  "You may be a handsome God, but you have a LOT to learn about women.  If you want to dip that barbaric cock into MY holy shrine, you are going to have to earn the right."

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Thor was shocked, but stopped dead in his tracks.  Never before had any woman spoken to him like this and he had no idea how to react.  In his world, women were objects to be fucked and then tossed away, only to be retrieved again when dicks needed relief.  Now that this Goddess was resisting him, his brain short circuited as he had no idea what to say or do.  He did know however that he wanted Aphrodite and he wanted her worse than he had ever wanted anything before, so he nodded in agreement to her words.

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"That’s better!"  Aphrodite giggled as she saw his resistance melt away like snowflakes in May.  Lifting her other foot out of the water, she slowly and seductively ran it up his strong thick thighs and over his balls, teasing each one before gripping his erection with her toes.  Continuing on up his rippled furry stomach, she felt his muscles throb under her sole before finally stopping right in front of his face.  "Now, show your Goddess your appreciation for her beauty!"

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Thor stared at the beautiful foot in front of his face and felt oddly even hornier than he already was.  Never before had he ever really looked at a woman this closely before, usually just grabbing a tit and slamming his cock inside her before moving on to his next conquest.  Now he was transfixed.  His mouth watering, he studied the perfect curve of her instep as each delectable toe as she wiggled them in mid-air.  He was hypnotized and confused, as he did not know what she wanted.

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Sighing loudly Aphrodite barked  ”We don’t have all day you know.  Now either worship me properly or go back to whatever festering mud-hole shit pit you call a home!”  Not needing any other directions, Thor opened his mouth and attacked her heel like a ravenous starving dog.  Feeling his bushy beard on her skin, Aphrodite giggled but sighed.  He was rough and crude, highly unskilled, but obviously quite determined and very very very horny.  She was going to enjoy Thor no doubt, but he had much to learn and she sighed as she realized it was up to her to teach him.  

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At the same moment, In the steaming cauldera of Vesuvius, Archimedes smiled as he viewed the final piece of his device being put into place.  His cock straining in its tiny cage he felt it twitch as it seemed to understand that freedom was close at hand.  The past few months had been incredibly hard, not only as an engineering problem to create the hundreds of Ballistas that Hephaestus had requested, but even more frustrating by being surrounded by hundreds of beautiful golden automatons that made his poor chaste cock ache constantly.  Now that his tasks were coming to an end, both his mouth and dick drooled in anticipation of cashing in on the promise of finally being unlocked and going back to his huge palace filled with so many willing and beautiful servants.

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Archimedes jumped when the large iron fist of Hephaestus gripped his shoulder and the Fire God spoke.  ”Incredible Hephaestus, just incredible!”

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"Yes my Lord, Yes, I , I am so glad you approve!" Archimedes stammered as his alarm receded.  Both God and Man viewed Archimedes device and beamed as Archimedes prepared to demonstrate how the chair worked.  Large shining silver shackles were attached to a long pump in the seat.  This pump operated a shaft upon which sat a rather impressive dildo which would no doubt be quite painful when shoved up the ass of Hephaestus’s unfortunate human victim.  Archimedes had designed the device so that once the victim was placed inside the shackles, his arms and legs would be held wide apart and his ass would forever be raised and lowered over and over onto this iron cock.  For a device meant for revenge, this would definitely do the trick.  

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Seeing the device begin to move, and imagining his wife Aphrodite’s human lovers fate to be chained within, Hephaestus grinned widely.

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"Holy Mother Gaia and Father CHAOS!!!!  You are a Genius Archimedes, and pure unadulterated Genius!!!!" he cried out in unbridled glee.  Nearly naked and covered in sweat in the unbearable heat, Archimedes beamed in pride at the praise from the God.  His tasks complete, his mouth opened in a huge toothy grin as Hephaestus opened his giant iron hand and showed a glowing red key in his palm as he continued to speak the words he had waited so long to hear.  

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"Now my poor horny little human.  Let’s see if we can take care of your little problem now, as you have CERTAINLY earned your release!!!"

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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 83
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Ganymede tossed and turned as the warm rays of dawn streamed through his slave quarters in the palace of the Graces.  All through the rest of the world the days grew shorter and colder, but around the Grace’s Palace on Olympus it remained perpetually summer which was good for Ganymede as the Goddesses decided to keep him naked for the duration.  Ever since Pan’s party a few weeks earlier, and his disastrous stripping leading to his term of six months of slavery to Euphrosyne, Ganymede had remained not only perpetually naked but also constantly hard. 
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Euphrosyne, beautiful though she may be, is a notoriously poor winner and beneath her gorgeous exterior lies a surprisingly cruel and malicious streak.  This nature is tempered however as it is always tinted with humor.  She loved a good joke and nothing got her juices flowing more than inflicting some good natured and well deserved humiliation on one of the countless horny Gods of Olympus.  Her constant battles with Apollo served to ramp her natural prankster instincts, and it was Ganymede’s misfortune that he had to serve as her temporary target.
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She certainly bore no personal ill-will towards Ganymede, and actually quite liked him, but for his “crime” of designing the over exposed theme for Pan’s party  she decided he should pay.  Her own sense of justice demanded that he remain as nude and humiliated as possible since that was no doubt was meant to happen to her at the party.   She expected such boorish behavior from Pan and Dionysus, but for an intelligent and more sophisticated God like Ganymede she expected better.  When she won him in the contest by employing her teasing spells onto his helpless cock, she originally thought she might give him some relief once they got back to the palace but his perpetual moaning, quivering and constant begging gave her such a charge she decided to delay popping him off for a little bit.  Sadly for Ganymede, the addition of the leather leash around his cock and balls prevented any release by his own hand, and as each day went by, he resigned himself to a long, naked and incredibly horny service to her for the next six months.  
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Still sleeping fitfully as his package was tormented even in his dreams, he was awoken by Euphrosyne’s bell.  Hearing the familiar ring, Ganymede’s eyes popped open and with a deep sigh, he sat up and mentally prepared himself for another long day.  Looking down at his poor aching balls bulging and throbbing like overripe plums in late summer, his bare feet hit the floor as he scurried out into the gardens.  
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The main hall of the palace was across the gardens, and as Ganymede discovered early on, Euphrosyne was a very demanding “owner”.  For thousands of years he had served Hera and Zeus and realized that being in their service was like a luxurious vacation compared to working for Euphrosyne.  As he scurried towards her suite, his cock bobbed comically as he steeled himself for his daily rituals.
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Entering her bedroom, he smiled as he saw the beautiful Goddess lounging nude on her bed with her bell still dangling from her fingers.
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“Deciding to sleep in today?” she quipped as she pointed her long lovely toes at his face. “It is probably just as well as you certainly will have your work cut out for you today.  My sisters and I are having a get together with the Muses this afternoon and we all want to look our best so you will be quite busy on preparing each of us. You of course know how competitive and shallow all we Goddesses are.” she winked.
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“No Glorious Goddess of Mirth, whose very being lights the dark night of winter with her glorious and radiant” he automatically rambled.  His cock twitched as he heard about the Muses since so far his embarrassing nudity had been limited only to the inhabitants of the Grace’s palace and although humiliating, it was bearable.  With the prospect of being exposed to not only the beautiful Graces but also the gorgeous Muses, his face flushed.
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Interrupting Ganymede’s rambling, Euphrosyne sat up in bed and pulled her leg up to her chest.  “You are always such a sweet talker!”  Running her hand down the back of her thigh, she sighed.  “I feel as furry as Pan today!  I think you will have to shave me this morning after my bath.”  Gulping Ganymede nodded, and shuddered as he looked down to see the delectable toes of the Goddess stretch out and grip his throbbing cockhead.  “I hope your hands don’t shake when you use the razor!” she laughed.  Standing now, she strode over to Ganymede and ran her hands over his tight marbled ass.  
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Lust radiated off of his body in powerful waves and she luxuriated in his boiling unspent desire.  She knew she was driving him crazy, as his nude cock betrayed his feelings, but standing so close to his hot throbbing body stoked her own desire as well when she saw him begin to sweat.  Nude as he was, as her firm full breasts pushed into chest, his desire caused her own to rise.  Ganymede was well known for his self control but even he had his limit, and the close proximity of this beauty caused him to breach it.  Shaking uncontrollably as she kneaded his ass, his tormented and leashed cock smacking helplessly against the delicious curve of her stomach, he broke down and croaked out a pitiful begging prayer.  “Please Euphrosyne, PLEASE!!!”
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Smiling in victory, she kissed the end of his nose and pulled away.  “Goddesses don’t service SLAVES!” she giggled as she gripped his cock and led him towards her bath.  Walking behind her like a wounded puppy, as the large marble doors swung open Ganymede sighed.  Already in the water and delightfully naked were four of Euphrosyne’s beautiful nymphs who winked and laughed as the throbbing God was drug inside by his “handle”.
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“See Ganymede, I am a GOOD Mistress!  I have provided you ample help with your task of bathing and shaving me.”
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Entering the water with her, he winced as he felt the warm scented waters cup and caress his hyper-sensitive balls.  The Nymphs, delighted that a GOD had joined them in their service, quickly swam over to him and prepared to relieve some of his suffering.  Right as the silky lips of Smyrna prepared to envelop his member, Euphrosyne laughed and kicked through the water.
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“Now Now, leave poor Ganymede alone!   We need to make sure he is in top form, so don’t add to his troubles.  He is leashed for the duration of his service so it is best to leave him, and his beautiful cock, ALONE!”  As the words left her lips the nymphs all groaned in disappointment, with Ganymede adding his own pitiful whimper to their protests.  “Now, Bathe me!” she commanded as she ran the sole of her left foot up his chest.
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Cupping her silky curvy calf in his hand, Ganymede lifted her leg up out of the water and with his free hand held out, conjured a sponge to materialize into his open palm.   Nodding his head now, a large amphora of scented sandalwood oil also appeared and tipped to begin pouring it’s warm, slick and sensual contents over the Goddess’s foot and leg.  Purring loudly, Euphrosyne wiggled her toes in delight as the velvety elixir painted her body.  “Oh yes!  Having a GOD like you as a slave is such a delicious treat.  It is no wonder that Zeus and Hera are so protective of their property.”  Ganymede said nothing but smiled as his strong hands rubbed and massaged her legs with the slick oil, her toes dangling deliciously in front of his face as he kneaded her inner thigh.  Finally, his cock telescoping up through the suds, he could stand no more and lovingly took her big toe into his mouth and began sucking and kissing with abandon.
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Euphrosyne instantly gushed at this gesture and felt her nipples grow hard as she felt the desperate and obviously highly charged tongue of Ganymede run over her toes.  She had been teasing him so relentlessly, the waves of arousal he radiated were intoxicating and her pussy grew very hot and wet as she watched him work.  Slowly removing her toe from his mouth, the look of sadness on his face as it was removed made her giggle, but as she spread her legs wide and gripped his ears with her hands his eyes sparkled.
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“Ganymede, I think you should put that divine tongue of yours to work on a much more worthy target of your affections!”  
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Spreading wide and gripping the sides of the tub with her toes, Ganymede did not have to be told twice as he dove into her lap with a furious enthusiasm.  Lifting her astonishing ass out of the water with his shaking hands, he held her beautiful pussy in front of his face like a starving man would  salivate over a succulent leg of lamb.  His mouth watering, his cock straining and throbbing, all of his senses were honed in on this delightful task before him.  Taking his time he began running tiny kisses down from her ankle, stopping at her pubic bone to lick and caress her inner thigh, enjoying the obvious arousal he was building in her body.
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“Ooooooo, Ganymede, you are such a tease!!!!!” she snickered as his hot tongue danced over her throbbing sex alternating between sucking and licking, he slowly but relentlessly brought her nectar to a roiling boil.  He was a master and over the next hour he teased her to a countless stream of toe curling orgasms.  His tongue flitting over her throbbing clit rapidly and then agonizingly slowly, it was obvious to Euphrosyne that being serviced by Ganymede was a treat she would never forget.   As she squealed in rapture one last time, she gently had to pull his eager face away from her body.  “Ganymede baby, I really cannot take any more of your fantastic loving.”
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Pulling his head up out of the water, the Goddess giggled as her own juices dripped off of his face and commingled with the sandalwood infused bathwater.  His eyes half closed and mouth wide open, it was obvious that Ganymede was desperate for relief, but dared not ask.  As Euphrosyne slowly extended her foot towards him and into the water when she gripped his glans, he grew hopeful.  That hope was dashed quickly by the next words to leave her lovely lips.  “Time for my shave slave!” she giggled as her toes squeezed his slit closed and lifted her heel to his chest.   Sighing in disappointment, Ganymede conjured another amphora of sweet oils and began to lather up the long luscious legs of the Goddess in preparation for her shave.
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Back in Zeus’s war room, Pan, Hephaestus, Dionysus and Esclepius looked at each other worriedly as the king of the God’s anger grew and grew.  The imminent war with the Egyptians was constantly plaguing Zeus’s thoughts and he alone among the Gods appeared to take it seriously.  Each morning he had a standing meeting of his war council but today it was very lightly attended.  Poseidon was absent as he was still bound, now weeks later, to his bed as his writhing and beautiful wife Amphrite’s pussy ground relentlessly onto his mouth.  Mercury also was pre-occupied as he too was tied down naked and spread-eagled onto his own bed as his equally stunning wife Pethio bucked and shrieked while  plunging her dripping happy pussy onto his trapped, ringed and never hardening cock.  Zeus’s fury grew as the minutes ticked by, when suddenly the large doors to his war room swung open.
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“Well well well!  It is about fucking time you got back!” he shouted as Ares and Apollo entered the room, fresh from their trip from France.  “I see Coco-Cock finally drug your sorry ass back to reality.  I thought you were the God of War Ares, or perhaps we should rename you the God of Spooge!”
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Ares was embarrassed.  Having been caught in the erotic loop with Aphrodite for over a hundred years, he had missed much of what had happened in the world but Apollo filled him in on the details on their trip back.   Biting his tongue, Ares flinched at Zeus’s harsh words, but remained silent.  For the next several hours Zeus meticulously reviewed war plans and defenses but seemed to only grow angrier as the day progressed.   Ares, desperate to reingratiate himself with the king of the Gods stepped forward.  
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“Zeus, if you don’t mind me asking.  Exactly WHY are you so positive that the Egyptians are going to attack so soon?  We have had frosty relations with them before, surely one bad dinner party can’t be THAT significant?”
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As dim as he was blunt, Ares could not have known the nerve he struck but as the full fury of Zeus erupted it became horrifyingly clear.  His body turning red as he burst into flames, the King of the Gods immediately expanded to an enormous size, dwarfing the other cowering Gods in the room as he howled.  
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“IF YOU WERE NOT SUCH A FUCK-HEAD WITH YOUR FACE SHOVED UP APHRODITE’S COOCH YOU WOULD NOT QUESTION ME!!  Does your voice cause the sun to rise in the east?  Does the eagle fly at YOUR command?  Do the seas ebb and flow because of YOUR will?  NO!!!!  I AM THE KING OF THE GODS AND IT IS I ALONE WHO KNOWS WHAT NEEDS TO BE DONE!” he bellowed as Ares shook at his feet.
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Zeus knew what others did not.  He knew that the child he sired by Sekhmet was growing each day in her belly and once born the unstoppable fury of Ammon-Ra would be unleashed and war would be inevitable.  Exasperated by his hapless war council, he stormed out into the gardens in a rage, accidentally destroying one of the walls as he left.  Now alone, all of the Gods shook in fear as the outburst of Zeus was not a pretty sight to witness.  Dionysus, always the peace maker tried to ease the tension with a joke.
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“Nicely done Ares.  Maybe you and Coco-Cock can go set a basket full of puppies on fire for an encore.”
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This seemed to cut the unbearable tension in the room and everyone laughed, well, everyone but Apollo who seethed at the mention of his hated nickname which was apparently going to be permanent.  Grabbing Dionysus by his collar, Apollo lifted him into the air and shook him in rage.  “You just wait Di-Di, I have not finished with that bitch Euphrosyne, and when I get through with her TRUST ME, no one will call me Coco-Cock ever again!!!  I will make sure to have her naked and humiliated for ALL to see!”  Thrown to the ground, the normally good natured Dionysus now seethed himself and Pan had to hold him back as Hephaestus held back Apollo.  
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Ares, always the one God to say the absolute wrong thing at absolutely the wrong time now decided that perhaps his own twist of humor would diffuse the situation.  “Don’t worry about that trollop Euphrosyne Apollo, I doubt she is worth the effort.  Now, Aphrodite however, THAT is a piece of ass that I am sure would get your cock flowing and make you forget all about her.  Trust me, that crazy bitch just rode my face and cock for one hundred years and maybe if I put in a good word for you she might give that coco cock of yours a nice long lick!”
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These fateful words acted like a torch onto a pool of gasoline.  Hephaestus, the long suffering and constantly cuckolded husband of Aphrodite now erupted and flew into a rage as he charged Ares.  It was one thing to have your wife habitually cheat on you and quite another to have your face rubbed in it.  This  humiliation from Ares was a bridge too far.  Despite being the God of War, Ares was no match for the powerful Hephaestus, who head butted the God and knocked him to the floor.  Now kneeling on his chest, his powerful fists rained down in a blur as Ares face was pummeled by the furious God of Fire.  
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Once Hephaestus let Apollo loose his war with Dionysus resumed.  Pan, now letting Di-Di free to defend himself looked back in horror at the pandemonium that engulfed the hall.  To his left, Hephaestus was reducing Ares face to a bloody pulp while to his right Apollo dangled Dionysus in the air by his neck.  Physical attacks now were enhanced by supernatural ones as Ares conjured  a column of fire to blast his attacker in the face.  Dionysus too called upon his powers as one of the large marble statues of Hera now lifted off of its base and cracked down on the back of Apollo’s neck shearing the head of the Goddess off in the process.  Fire, explosions and the sound of shattering glass now echoed through the halls of the palace as the melee intensified.
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Hera, alone in her room looked up as she heard the obvious sound of destruction coming from the far side of her palace.  Furious, she quickly dressed and stormed down the hall towards the din, wishing that her servant Ganymede were still here to help and wondering if this was the beginning of the long awaited attack from the Egyptians.  Hearing the noise grow louder as she approached, she burst into the room in a rage, her face white with shock at the scene.   One entire wall was completely destroyed with the outside garden completely visible through the ruins.  Shattered marble and glass littered the floor along with scorched curtains and burned tiles, but enraging her most was the sight of a bronze statue of her broken in two and being used as a hammer by Apollo as he pummeled Dionysus.
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“WHAT IN THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!!!” she shrieked as her words shook the building.  “FIGHTING, IN THE WAR ROOM!!!!  THIS IS AN OUTRAGE!!! NOW, GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!”
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Hera was not a Goddess to cross lightly as her powers were almost equal to those of her husband Zeus.  Scattering like cockroaches, all of the angry Gods scurried out of the ruined war room through the hole created by Zeus, cursing and muttering as they left.  Pan, helping the injured Dionysus as he limped into the garden tried to break the tension.  “Well, THAT went well!”
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Laughing he patted Pan on the back.  “You know what we need?”  Dionysus asked the shrugging Pan.  “I think we all could use a drink, and perhaps a little Maenad therapy as an added bonus.  Let’s go find Zeus as I think he would benefit as well.”
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Pan, always up for both drinking and the delightful charms of the insatiable Maenads grinned and nodded his eager ascent as his mouth salivated and his dick erected at the idea.  FInding Zeus alone in the garden tossing thunderbolts against a boulder as target practice, Dionysus’s suggestion was warmly welcomed by the angry king of the Gods.  Within seconds all three were in flight towards Thebes with Zeus’s rage deflating with each mile flown.
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Off the coast of Thebes, Demetrius grinned as the copious warm juices of Carya flowed over his tongue.  Having successfully escaped Babylon, the trip across the eastern Mediterranean towards Greece was largely uneventful.  Carya tried her best to offer Demetrius relief to his locked balls, but sadly that window had closed.  No longer infected by the nectar, she no longer had the power to release him, but despite this disappointment, he gladly spent most nights happily prone between her thighs.  Her lustful appetites were as strong as ever so she certainly appreciated his oral efforts at her pleasure wishing she could reciprocate.  As she lifted her long delicious legs into the air as he successfully coaxed yet another orgasm from her insatiable pussy, she spied the coastline of Thebes on the horizon and smiled.
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Gently removing his face from her lap, she turned it towards the horizon.  “Demetrius, we made it!” she cried out as the steep cliffs of Thebes grew larger in their view.  Standing up, he licked his lips of her delicious juices and steered his ship successfully into a small cove.  The sight of Thebes was a relief, but it also filled him with bittersweet regret.  He had so hoped that the beautiful Carya would have been able to at least temporarily relieve the perpetual aching in his bright blue balls, and now that they were back in Greece, he knew she would return to Dionysus.  
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Dionysus was an open minded God but Demetrius knew he would probably not share his beautiful girlfriend with him now, so the opportunity for release was over.  Locked and desperate he would have to remain until he was able to obtain the last of his quest items.  Carya dressed and giggled at Demetrius who of course had to remain naked.  Grabbing his cock with her left hand while stroking him, she whispered into his ear.  “I sure am going to miss THIS!”
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Climbing up the cliff, both panted hard when they finally reached the summit.  Instantly both Carya and Demetrius dropped to their knees in awe at the astonishing sight before their stunned eyes.  There on the summit were Dionysus, Pan and the mighty Zeus, glowing in all of their full divine glory and all thoroughly enjoying the enthusiastic attentions of the Maenads.  Pan had his head thrown back in a loud groan as two beauties licked up and down his furry shaft.  Dionysus lounged on a moss covered log as he drank deeply from a large goblet of wine while one of the Maenads ran her bare feet over his chest and playfully grabbed for his drink.  In the middle of the clearing on the altar was Zeus, throughly engaged with his head fully buried in a short curvy dark haired beauties lap.  The curvy Maenad shrieked and clawed desperately at his neck while enjoying his divine attentions.  As Dionysus passed his goblet to his beautiful companion, he spied the two visitors standing dumbfounded on the perimeter of the clearing.
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“CARYA!!!!!” he cried as he instantly recognized her enormous and luscious tits.  “You have RETURNED!!!”  Standing quickly, the lovely on his lap looked irritated as the God’s attention now was clearly focused on someone other than her.  Carya ran forward as her feelings of love and lust for the God instantly reignited once she saw him.  Leaping into the air, she landed into his arms and firmly wrapped her legs around his waist as she showered his face with kisses.  Her pussy ached for her God lover and teasingly she ran her incredible ass up and down his now rock hard erection as he kissed her hello.
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Zeus and Pan both looked up when Dionysus screamed and both winked at one another.  Both Gods had heard about the glorious Carya with her insatiable pussy and incredible vaginal grip for years and now that she had returned, they grinned as they saw how happy Dionysus was to have her back.  Dionysus gently pushed Carya’s face to the side and beamed at Demetrius.
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“Well Old Boy, you DID IT!!!!” he gushed as he lay Carya on the ground and walked over to Demetrius.  “Hopefully she lived up to your expectations!” he laughed but as he looked down at the blue testicles and throbbing cock of the poor boy the truth was apparent.  Despite months of attempts, once he had missed his opportunity with her in the temple of Ishtar, he never got close again.  
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Dionysus looked sad as his own balls throbbed in sympathy for Demetrius.  Taking him by the shoulder, he led him into the clearing.  “Come Demetrius, come meet Pan and of course Zeus the KING of the Gods!”  
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Fear gripped Demetrius as he approached Zeus as few humans had contact with any Gods, much less the KING of the Gods.  Dropping to the ground once he came near the Divinity, he prayed loudly at his feet.  
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Zeus wiped his mouth which still glistened with the nectar of the Maenad he was enjoying and laughed.  “So YOU are Demetrius!!!!  Well Done Son, WELL DONE!!!!  I have been watching your progress for years and you are quite the impressive little human!  And this last quest you have just completed might just be the most incredible of ALL!!!  So, you must tell me, is Ishtar as much a babe as the legends say?”
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Demetrius was struck dumb, only mumbling and stuttering as he was overwhelmed by the full glory of Zeus.  Grinning as he saw the trembling human at his feet, the God lifted his hand up.  “I understand Demetrius, I do understand.  We Gods can be quite overwhelming to mortal eyes so let me tone it down a bit.”  Waving his hand in the air, the golden glow emanating from his pores dimmed.  “So, I have a proposition for you Demetrius, and one I think you should take as it is the best deal you will ever get.  I will ensure that the rest of your items are gathered for your quest if you do me one small favor.  Do you think that is a good deal Demetrius?  Do you think having the King of the Gods working for your release is a good trade for doing me a favor?”
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Words froze in Demetrius’s mouth as Zeus’s words filled his ears.  Now, despite the disappointment of being unable to release his seed into Carya, it appeared he might actually win the Grand prize and have his seemingly infinite list of items collected by Zeus himself.  He had severely worried about the remaining items on his list as they would definitely take divine intervention to complete.  Grinning it now appeared that the answers to all of his problems was right in the palm of his hand. The deal seemed too good to be true, but Demetrius was too delirious to care so he eagerly nodded.  
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Zeus smiled as he took Demetrius by the shoulder and began to walk him towards the cliff.  “I see you restored that hottie Carya to Dionysus, so, I have a similar task for you to perform for me.  In far away Egypt there is a former conquest of mine that is suffering daily as she has been transformed into a cow by the dick headed Egyptians.  In her beastly state she is milked everyday in the temple of Ammon Ra and I would very much like to have her back.  Now, if you bring her back to Greece, I will assure that not only will all of your remaining items be gathered while you are gone, I will personally watch out for you on your journeys.  You may not know this Demetrius, but you have some very powerful forces out for your ass, so you will definitely need my help!”  Looking out over the ocean towards Egypt, Zeus salivated as he imagined those glorious casabas of Europa once again teasing his tongue while she gave him the world’s best handy.  
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“Now, I can read your mind Demetrius, so I know exactly what you are thinking.” Zeus chuckled.  “You are wondering how on earth you, a naked greek boy, are going to be able to find Europa, rescue her and escape.  Well, I am going to give you some help.  Now give me your ring.”
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Demetrius complied and removed the ring of invisibility from his finger and placed it into Zeus’s palm.  
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“Yes, this certainly has gotten you out of quite a few close calls, but I am sure the 15 minute time limitation has been a problem.” Zeus said as he looked at the circle in his hand.
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Demetrius nodded as the time limitation was definitely a problem.  Waving his hand over the ring the circle began to glow in Zeus’s palm.  Handing it back he continued.  “Now it will be much more useful to you.  When you use it in the future, you will remain invisible as long as you remain awake.  To activate, all you have to do is repeat the following chant.  Abus Sneum, un pasla felorum, dos dios unta callorum. Once activated, as long as you remain awake, you will remain invisible.  I would think this should make things much easier don’t you think?”
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Demetrius nodded vigorously now, repeating the chant over and over to himself as he committed it to memory.  Armed with this newly charged ring he was convinced that his Egyptian adventure was going to be his easiest quest yet.  So many years of desperation and denial were now so close to coming to an end, he quivered and dripped in excitement.  Thanking Zeus profusely, he was very anxious to get started as the constant aching in his balls desperately cried out for release.  Zeus beamed with pride and escorted him back to his ship, wishing him luck as Dionysus, Pan waved from the shore as he sailed south.  Once over the horizon Zeus turned back to his companions and smiled.
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“Ok guys, lets divy up the items to get for Demetrius.  That boy needs relief BAD!!!”
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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 83
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Ganymede tossed and turned as the warm rays of dawn streamed through his slave quarters in the palace of the Graces. All through the rest of the world the days grew shorter and colder, but around the Grace’s Palace on Olympus it remained perpetually summer which was good for Ganymede as the Goddesses decided to keep him naked for the duration. Ever since Pan’s party a few weeks earlier, and his disastrous stripping leading to his term of six months of slavery to Euphrosyne, Ganymede had remained not only perpetually naked but also constantly hard.
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Euphrosyne, beautiful though she may be, is a notoriously poor winner and beneath her gorgeous exterior lies a surprisingly cruel and malicious streak. This nature is tempered however as it is always tinted with humor. She loved a good joke and nothing got her juices flowing more than inflicting some good natured and well deserved humiliation on one of the countless horny Gods of Olympus. Her constant battles with Apollo served to ramp her natural prankster instincts, and it was Ganymede’s misfortune that he had to serve as her temporary target.
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She certainly bore no personal ill-will towards Ganymede, and actually quite liked him, but for his “crime” of designing the over exposed theme for Pan’s party she decided he should pay. Her own sense of justice demanded that he remain as nude and humiliated as possible since that was no doubt was meant to happen to her at the party. She expected such boorish behavior from Pan and Dionysus, but for an intelligent and more sophisticated God like Ganymede she expected better. When she won him in the contest by employing her teasing spells onto his helpless cock, she originally thought she might give him some relief once they got back to the palace but his perpetual moaning, quivering and constant begging gave her such a charge she decided to delay popping him off for a little bit. Sadly for Ganymede, the addition of the leather leash around his cock and balls prevented any release by his own hand, and as each day went by, he resigned himself to a long, naked and incredibly horny service to her for the next six months.
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Still sleeping fitfully as his package was tormented even in his dreams, he was awoken by Euphrosyne’s bell. Hearing the familiar ring, Ganymede’s eyes popped open and with a deep sigh, he sat up and mentally prepared himself for another long day. Looking down at his poor aching balls bulging and throbbing like overripe plums in late summer, his bare feet hit the floor as he scurried out into the gardens.
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The main hall of the palace was across the gardens, and as Ganymede discovered early on, Euphrosyne was a very demanding “owner”. For thousands of years he had served Hera and Zeus and realized that being in their service was like a luxurious vacation compared to working for Euphrosyne. As he scurried towards her suite, his cock bobbed comically as he steeled himself for his daily rituals.
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Entering her bedroom, he smiled as he saw the beautiful Goddess lounging nude on her bed with her bell still dangling from her fingers.
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“Deciding to sleep in today?” she quipped as she pointed her long lovely toes at his face. “It is probably just as well as you certainly will have your work cut out for you today. My sisters and I are having a get together with the Muses this afternoon and we all want to look our best so you will be quite busy on preparing each of us. You of course know how competitive and shallow all we Goddesses are.” she winked.
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“No Glorious Goddess of Mirth, whose very being lights the dark night of winter with her glorious and radiant” he automatically rambled. His cock twitched as he heard about the Muses since so far his embarrassing nudity had been limited only to the inhabitants of the Grace’s palace and although humiliating, it was bearable. With the prospect of being exposed to not only the beautiful Graces but also the gorgeous Muses, his face flushed.
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Interrupting Ganymede’s rambling, Euphrosyne sat up in bed and pulled her leg up to her chest. “You are always such a sweet talker!” Running her hand down the back of her thigh, she sighed. “I feel as furry as Pan today! I think you will have to shave me this morning after my bath.” Gulping Ganymede nodded, and shuddered as he looked down to see the delectable toes of the Goddess stretch out and grip his throbbing cockhead. “I hope your hands don’t shake when you use the razor!” she laughed. Standing now, she strode over to Ganymede and ran her hands over his tight marbled ass.
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Lust radiated off of his body in powerful waves and she luxuriated in his boiling unspent desire. She knew she was driving him crazy, as his nude cock betrayed his feelings, but standing so close to his hot throbbing body stoked her own desire as well when she saw him begin to sweat. Nude as he was, as her firm full breasts pushed into chest, his desire caused her own to rise. Ganymede was well known for his self control but even he had his limit, and the close proximity of this beauty caused him to breach it. Shaking uncontrollably as she kneaded his ass, his tormented and leashed cock smacking helplessly against the delicious curve of her stomach, he broke down and croaked out a pitiful begging prayer. “Please Euphrosyne, PLEASE!!!”
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Smiling in victory, she kissed the end of his nose and pulled away. “Goddesses don’t service SLAVES!” she giggled as she gripped his cock and led him towards her bath. Walking behind her like a wounded puppy, as the large marble doors swung open Ganymede sighed. Already in the water and delightfully naked were four of Euphrosyne’s beautiful nymphs who winked and laughed as the throbbing God was drug inside by his “handle”.
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“See Ganymede, I am a GOOD Mistress! I have provided you ample help with your task of bathing and shaving me.”
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Entering the water with her, he winced as he felt the warm scented waters cup and caress his hyper-sensitive balls. The Nymphs, delighted that a GOD had joined them in their service, quickly swam over to him and prepared to relieve some of his suffering. Right as the silky lips of Smyrna prepared to envelop his member, Euphrosyne laughed and kicked through the water.
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“Now Now, leave poor Ganymede alone! We need to make sure he is in top form, so don’t add to his troubles. He is leashed for the duration of his service so it is best to leave him, and his beautiful cock, ALONE!” As the words left her lips the nymphs all groaned in disappointment, with Ganymede adding his own pitiful whimper to their protests. “Now, Bathe me!” she commanded as she ran the sole of her left foot up his chest.
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Cupping her silky curvy calf in his hand, Ganymede lifted her leg up out of the water and with his free hand held out, conjured a sponge to materialize into his open palm. Nodding his head now, a large amphora of scented sandalwood oil also appeared and tipped to begin pouring it’s warm, slick and sensual contents over the Goddess’s foot and leg. Purring loudly, Euphrosyne wiggled her toes in delight as the velvety elixir painted her body. “Oh yes! Having a GOD like you as a slave is such a delicious treat. It is no wonder that Zeus and Hera are so protective of their property.” Ganymede said nothing but smiled as his strong hands rubbed and massaged her legs with the slick oil, her toes dangling deliciously in front of his face as he kneaded her inner thigh. Finally, his cock telescoping up through the suds, he could stand no more and lovingly took her big toe into his mouth and began sucking and kissing with abandon.
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Euphrosyne instantly gushed at this gesture and felt her nipples grow hard as she felt the desperate and obviously highly charged tongue of Ganymede run over her toes. She had been teasing him so relentlessly, the waves of arousal he radiated were intoxicating and her pussy grew very hot and wet as she watched him work. Slowly removing her toe from his mouth, the look of sadness on his face as it was removed made her giggle, but as she spread her legs wide and gripped his ears with her hands his eyes sparkled.
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“Ganymede, I think you should put that divine tongue of yours to work on a much more worthy target of your affections!”
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Spreading wide and gripping the sides of the tub with her toes, Ganymede did not have to be told twice as he dove into her lap with a furious enthusiasm. Lifting her astonishing ass out of the water with his shaking hands, he held her beautiful pussy in front of his face like a starving man would salivate over a succulent leg of lamb. His mouth watering, his cock straining and throbbing, all of his senses were honed in on this delightful task before him. Taking his time he began running tiny kisses down from her ankle, stopping at her pubic bone to lick and caress her inner thigh, enjoying the obvious arousal he was building in her body.
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“Ooooooo, Ganymede, you are such a tease!!!!!” she snickered as his hot tongue danced over her throbbing sex alternating between sucking and licking, he slowly but relentlessly brought her nectar to a roiling boil. He was a master and over the next hour he teased her to a countless stream of toe curling orgasms. His tongue flitting over her throbbing clit rapidly and then agonizingly slowly, it was obvious to Euphrosyne that being serviced by Ganymede was a treat she would never forget. As she squealed in rapture one last time, she gently had to pull his eager face away from her body. “Ganymede baby, I really cannot take any more of your fantastic loving.”
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Pulling his head up out of the water, the Goddess giggled as her own juices dripped off of his face and commingled with the sandalwood infused bathwater. His eyes half closed and mouth wide open, it was obvious that Ganymede was desperate for relief, but dared not ask. As Euphrosyne slowly extended her foot towards him and into the water when she gripped his glans, he grew hopeful. That hope was dashed quickly by the next words to leave her lovely lips. “Time for my shave slave!” she giggled as her toes squeezed his slit closed and lifted her heel to his chest. Sighing in disappointment, Ganymede conjured another amphora of sweet oils and began to lather up the long luscious legs of the Goddess in preparation for her shave.
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Back in Zeus’s war room, Pan, Hephaestus, Dionysus and Esclepius looked at each other worriedly as the king of the God’s anger grew and grew. The imminent war with the Egyptians was constantly plaguing Zeus’s thoughts and he alone among the Gods appeared to take it seriously. Each morning he had a standing meeting of his war council but today it was very lightly attended. Poseidon was absent as he was still bound, now weeks later, to his bed as his writhing and beautiful wife Amphrite’s pussy ground relentlessly onto his mouth. Mercury also was pre-occupied as he too was tied down naked and spread-eagled onto his own bed as his equally stunning wife Pethio bucked and shrieked while plunging her dripping happy pussy onto his trapped, ringed and never hardening cock. Zeus’s fury grew as the minutes ticked by, when suddenly the large doors to his war room swung open.
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“Well well well! It is about fucking time you got back!” he shouted as Ares and Apollo entered the room, fresh from their trip from France. “I see Coco-Cock finally drug your sorry ass back to reality. I thought you were the God of War Ares, or perhaps we should rename you the God of Spooge!”
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Ares was embarrassed. Having been caught in the erotic loop with Aphrodite for over a hundred years, he had missed much of what had happened in the world but Apollo filled him in on the details on their trip back. Biting his tongue, Ares flinched at Zeus’s harsh words, but remained silent. For the next several hours Zeus meticulously reviewed war plans and defenses but seemed to only grow angrier as the day progressed. Ares, desperate to reingratiate himself with the king of the Gods stepped forward.
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“Zeus, if you don’t mind me asking. Exactly WHY are you so positive that the Egyptians are going to attack so soon? We have had frosty relations with them before, surely one bad dinner party can’t be THAT significant?”
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As dim as he was blunt, Ares could not have known the nerve he struck but as the full fury of Zeus erupted it became horrifyingly clear. His body turning red as he burst into flames, the King of the Gods immediately expanded to an enormous size, dwarfing the other cowering Gods in the room as he howled.
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“IF YOU WERE NOT SUCH A FUCK-HEAD WITH YOUR FACE SHOVED UP APHRODITE’S COOCH YOU WOULD NOT QUESTION ME!! Does your voice cause the sun to rise in the east? Does the eagle fly at YOUR command? Do the seas ebb and flow because of YOUR will? NO!!!! I AM THE KING OF THE GODS AND IT IS I ALONE WHO KNOWS WHAT NEEDS TO BE DONE!” he bellowed as Ares shook at his feet.
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Zeus knew what others did not. He knew that the child he sired by Sekhmet was growing each day in her belly and once born the unstoppable fury of Ammon-Ra would be unleashed and war would be inevitable. Exasperated by his hapless war council, he stormed out into the gardens in a rage, accidentally destroying one of the walls as he left. Now alone, all of the Gods shook in fear as the outburst of Zeus was not a pretty sight to witness. Dionysus, always the peace maker tried to ease the tension with a joke.
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“Nicely done Ares. Maybe you and Coco-Cock can go set a basket full of puppies on fire for an encore.”
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This seemed to cut the unbearable tension in the room and everyone laughed, well, everyone but Apollo who seethed at the mention of his hated nickname which was apparently going to be permanent. Grabbing Dionysus by his collar, Apollo lifted him into the air and shook him in rage. “You just wait Di-Di, I have not finished with that bitch Euphrosyne, and when I get through with her TRUST ME, no one will call me Coco-Cock ever again!!! I will make sure to have her naked and humiliated for ALL to see!” Thrown to the ground, the normally good natured Dionysus now seethed himself and Pan had to hold him back as Hephaestus held back Apollo.
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Ares, always the one God to say the absolute wrong thing at absolutely the wrong time now decided that perhaps his own twist of humor would diffuse the situation. “Don’t worry about that trollop Euphrosyne Apollo, I doubt she is worth the effort. Now, Aphrodite however, THAT is a piece of ass that I am sure would get your cock flowing and make you forget all about her. Trust me, that crazy bitch just rode my face and cock for one hundred years and maybe if I put in a good word for you she might give that coco cock of yours a nice long lick!”
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These fateful words acted like a torch onto a pool of gasoline. Hephaestus, the long suffering and constantly cuckolded husband of Aphrodite now erupted and flew into a rage as he charged Ares. It was one thing to have your wife habitually cheat on you and quite another to have your face rubbed in it. This humiliation from Ares was a bridge too far. Despite being the God of War, Ares was no match for the powerful Hephaestus, who head butted the God and knocked him to the floor. Now kneeling on his chest, his powerful fists rained down in a blur as Ares face was pummeled by the furious God of Fire.
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Once Hephaestus let Apollo loose his war with Dionysus resumed. Pan, now letting Di-Di free to defend himself looked back in horror at the pandemonium that engulfed the hall. To his left, Hephaestus was reducing Ares face to a bloody pulp while to his right Apollo dangled Dionysus in the air by his neck. Physical attacks now were enhanced by supernatural ones as Ares conjured a column of fire to blast his attacker in the face. Dionysus too called upon his powers as one of the large marble statues of Hera now lifted off of its base and cracked down on the back of Apollo’s neck shearing the head of the Goddess off in the process. Fire, explosions and the sound of shattering glass now echoed through the halls of the palace as the melee intensified.
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Hera, alone in her room looked up as she heard the obvious sound of destruction coming from the far side of her palace. Furious, she quickly dressed and stormed down the hall towards the din, wishing that her servant Ganymede were still here to help and wondering if this was the beginning of the long awaited attack from the Egyptians. Hearing the noise grow louder as she approached, she burst into the room in a rage, her face white with shock at the scene. One entire wall was completely destroyed with the outside garden completely visible through the ruins. Shattered marble and glass littered the floor along with scorched curtains and burned tiles, but enraging her most was the sight of a bronze statue of her broken in two and being used as a hammer by Apollo as he pummeled Dionysus.
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“WHAT IN THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!!!” she shrieked as her words shook the building. “FIGHTING, IN THE WAR ROOM!!!! THIS IS AN OUTRAGE!!! NOW, GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!”
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Hera was not a Goddess to cross lightly as her powers were almost equal to those of her husband Zeus. Scattering like cockroaches, all of the angry Gods scurried out of the ruined war room through the hole created by Zeus, cursing and muttering as they left. Pan, helping the injured Dionysus as he limped into the garden tried to break the tension. “Well, THAT went well!”
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Laughing he patted Pan on the back. “You know what we need?” Dionysus asked the shrugging Pan. “I think we all could use a drink, and perhaps a little Maenad therapy as an added bonus. Let’s go find Zeus as I think he would benefit as well.”
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Pan, always up for both drinking and the delightful charms of the insatiable Maenads grinned and nodded his eager ascent as his mouth salivated and his dick erected at the idea. FInding Zeus alone in the garden tossing thunderbolts against a boulder as target practice, Dionysus’s suggestion was warmly welcomed by the angry king of the Gods. Within seconds all three were in flight towards Thebes with Zeus’s rage deflating with each mile flown.
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Off the coast of Thebes, Demetrius grinned as the copious warm juices of Carya flowed over his tongue. Having successfully escaped Babylon, the trip across the eastern Mediterranean towards Greece was largely uneventful. Carya tried her best to offer Demetrius relief to his locked balls, but sadly that window had closed. No longer infected by the nectar, she no longer had the power to release him, but despite this disappointment, he gladly spent most nights happily prone between her thighs. Her lustful appetites were as strong as ever so she certainly appreciated his oral efforts at her pleasure wishing she could reciprocate. As she lifted her long delicious legs into the air as he successfully coaxed yet another orgasm from her insatiable pussy, she spied the coastline of Thebes on the horizon and smiled.
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Gently removing his face from her lap, she turned it towards the horizon. “Demetrius, we made it!” she cried out as the steep cliffs of Thebes grew larger in their view. Standing up, he licked his lips of her delicious juices and steered his ship successfully into a small cove. The sight of Thebes was a relief, but it also filled him with bittersweet regret. He had so hoped that the beautiful Carya would have been able to at least temporarily relieve the perpetual aching in his bright blue balls, and now that they were back in Greece, he knew she would return to Dionysus.
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Dionysus was an open minded God but Demetrius knew he would probably not share his beautiful girlfriend with him now, so the opportunity for release was over. Locked and desperate he would have to remain until he was able to obtain the last of his quest items. Carya dressed and giggled at Demetrius who of course had to remain naked. Grabbing his cock with her left hand while stroking him, she whispered into his ear. “I sure am going to miss THIS!”
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Climbing up the cliff, both panted hard when they finally reached the summit. Instantly both Carya and Demetrius dropped to their knees in awe at the astonishing sight before their stunned eyes. There on the summit were Dionysus, Pan and the mighty Zeus, glowing in all of their full divine glory and all thoroughly enjoying the enthusiastic attentions of the Maenads. Pan had his head thrown back in a loud groan as two beauties licked up and down his furry shaft. Dionysus lounged on a moss covered log as he drank deeply from a large goblet of wine while one of the Maenads ran her bare feet over his chest and playfully grabbed for his drink. In the middle of the clearing on the altar was Zeus, throughly engaged with his head fully buried in a short curvy dark haired beauties lap. The curvy Maenad shrieked and clawed desperately at his neck while enjoying his divine attentions. As Dionysus passed his goblet to his beautiful companion, he spied the two visitors standing dumbfounded on the perimeter of the clearing.
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“CARYA!!!!!” he cried as he instantly recognized her enormous and luscious tits. “You have RETURNED!!!” Standing quickly, the lovely on his lap looked irritated as the God’s attention now was clearly focused on someone other than her. Carya ran forward as her feelings of love and lust for the God instantly reignited once she saw him. Leaping into the air, she landed into his arms and firmly wrapped her legs around his waist as she showered his face with kisses. Her pussy ached for her God lover and teasingly she ran her incredible ass up and down his now rock hard erection as he kissed her hello.
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Zeus and Pan both looked up when Dionysus screamed and both winked at one another. Both Gods had heard about the glorious Carya with her insatiable pussy and incredible vaginal grip for years and now that she had returned, they grinned as they saw how happy Dionysus was to have her back. Dionysus gently pushed Carya’s face to the side and beamed at Demetrius.
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“Well Old Boy, you DID IT!!!!” he gushed as he lay Carya on the ground and walked over to Demetrius. “Hopefully she lived up to your expectations!” he laughed but as he looked down at the blue testicles and throbbing cock of the poor boy the truth was apparent. Despite months of attempts, once he had missed his opportunity with her in the temple of Ishtar, he never got close again.
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Dionysus looked sad as his own balls throbbed in sympathy for Demetrius. Taking him by the shoulder, he led him into the clearing. “Come Demetrius, come meet Pan and of course Zeus the KING of the Gods!”
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Fear gripped Demetrius as he approached Zeus as few humans had contact with any Gods, much less the KING of the Gods. Dropping to the ground once he came near the Divinity, he prayed loudly at his feet.
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Zeus wiped his mouth which still glistened with the nectar of the Maenad he was enjoying and laughed. “So YOU are Demetrius!!!! Well Done Son, WELL DONE!!!! I have been watching your progress for years and you are quite the impressive little human! And this last quest you have just completed might just be the most incredible of ALL!!! So, you must tell me, is Ishtar as much a babe as the legends say?”
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Demetrius was struck dumb, only mumbling and stuttering as he was overwhelmed by the full glory of Zeus. Grinning as he saw the trembling human at his feet, the God lifted his hand up. “I understand Demetrius, I do understand. We Gods can be quite overwhelming to mortal eyes so let me tone it down a bit.” Waving his hand in the air, the golden glow emanating from his pores dimmed. “So, I have a proposition for you Demetrius, and one I think you should take as it is the best deal you will ever get. I will ensure that the rest of your items are gathered for your quest if you do me one small favor. Do you think that is a good deal Demetrius? Do you think having the King of the Gods working for your release is a good trade for doing me a favor?”
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Words froze in Demetrius’s mouth as Zeus’s words filled his ears. Now, despite the disappointment of being unable to release his seed into Carya, it appeared he might actually win the Grand prize and have his seemingly infinite list of items collected by Zeus himself. He had severely worried about the remaining items on his list as they would definitely take divine intervention to complete. Grinning it now appeared that the answers to all of his problems was right in the palm of his hand. The deal seemed too good to be true, but Demetrius was too delirious to care so he eagerly nodded.
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Zeus smiled as he took Demetrius by the shoulder and began to walk him towards the cliff. “I see you restored that hottie Carya to Dionysus, so, I have a similar task for you to perform for me. In far away Egypt there is a former conquest of mine that is suffering daily as she has been transformed into a cow by the dick headed Egyptians. In her beastly state she is milked everyday in the temple of Ammon Ra and I would very much like to have her back. Now, if you bring her back to Greece, I will assure that not only will all of your remaining items be gathered while you are gone, I will personally watch out for you on your journeys. You may not know this Demetrius, but you have some very powerful forces out for your ass, so you will definitely need my help!” Looking out over the ocean towards Egypt, Zeus salivated as he imagined those glorious casabas of Europa once again teasing his tongue while she gave him the world’s best handy.
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“Now, I can read your mind Demetrius, so I know exactly what you are thinking.” Zeus chuckled. “You are wondering how on earth you, a naked greek boy, are going to be able to find Europa, rescue her and escape. Well, I am going to give you some help. Now give me your ring.”
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Demetrius complied and removed the ring of invisibility from his finger and placed it into Zeus’s palm.
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“Yes, this certainly has gotten you out of quite a few close calls, but I am sure the 15 minute time limitation has been a problem.” Zeus said as he looked at the circle in his hand.
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Demetrius nodded as the time limitation was definitely a problem. Waving his hand over the ring the circle began to glow in Zeus’s palm. Handing it back he continued. “Now it will be much more useful to you. When you use it in the future, you will remain invisible as long as you remain awake. To activate, all you have to do is repeat the following chant. Abus Sneum, un pasla felorum, dos dios unta callorum. Once activated, as long as you remain awake, you will remain invisible. I would think this should make things much easier don’t you think?”
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Demetrius nodded vigorously now, repeating the chant over and over to himself as he committed it to memory. Armed with this newly charged ring he was convinced that his Egyptian adventure was going to be his easiest quest yet. So many years of desperation and denial were now so close to coming to an end, he quivered and dripped in excitement. Thanking Zeus profusely, he was very anxious to get started as the constant aching in his balls desperately cried out for release. Zeus beamed with pride and escorted him back to his ship, wishing him luck as Dionysus, Pan waved from the shore as he sailed south. Once over the horizon Zeus turned back to his companions and smiled.
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“Ok guys, lets divy up the items to get for Demetrius. That boy needs relief BAD!!!”
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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 82
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Orion held his breath as he knew that at any minute his entire naked and exposed body would be stung to death by the thousands of angry bees that swarmed over his suffering flesh.  So far he had remained relatively unharmed as he tried desperately to remain completely still, but he knew that it was only a matter of time before the bees would attack and sting him to death.  It was a nearly impossible task to remain quiet and calm as every inch of his body wanted to flinch away as the teasing feathery legs of the angry insects wandered over the surface of his skin.  The sweat that began seeping out of his pores added to his suffering as it seemed only to attract more torment as each bee eagerly lapped up the salty nectar.  
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He could see and hear nothing as he was completely enveloped inside the moving living mass entombing his body and the complete sensory deprivation only served to torture him further.  Mindless and unrelenting in their task, he felt a seemingly infinite number of tiny tongues lap at his body for food, the sensations sending him into madness.  When his balls began to sweat, and the bees responded, it took all of Orion’s power of self-control not to erupt in a twitching shrieking fit.  Watching their toy being tickled and teased by their pets, the Furies erupted  in a cacophony of evil laughter, his terror and pain stoking their own arousal.
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Tisiphone lay back in ecstatic bliss as she coaxed out yet another freezing orgasm from her withered and bony pussy, squealing in joy as she excreted an ice blob onto the ground.  Flapping her wings furiously as her body convulsed in pleasure, she sat up and watched her two sisters equally enraptured in their own acts of self love, all  watching the suffering Orion as they frigged themselves silly.  “Sisters!” she cried out, breaking their erotic rhythm.  “I say we have our pets give our boy toy a real treat now!  Imagine the delicious and sexy screams of pain and suffering he will cry when our babies being to plunge their stingers into all those delicious and dangly exposed man-bits of his!” she cackled as she strode over to inspect the writhing mass of bee covered Orion.  The other two Furies giggled and salivated at the prospect and watched as their older sister approached their hanging prey with growing malicious glee.
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As she walked towards him, Tisiphone felt her foot hit a bag on the ground and knock something loose.  All eyes watched as a tiny silver cube rolled out of Orion’s bag and onto a sharp black rock sticking out of the swampy muddy earth.   As Tisiphone lifted the shiny object up in her hand, her eyes grew wide as she gurgled out a shrill squawk in delight.  
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“What is it?  What is it?” her two sisters shrieked as they arose to investigate.  There in Tisiphone’s hand was the puzzle that had been conjured by Hecate and it was an amazing sight.  Thousands of tiny interlocking loops all fit together in a perfect  knot and it would take someone with infinite patience to be able to unhook the loops and solve the puzzle.  As one loop was removed, two others grew tighter, so that the more progress that was made the more difficult the puzzle became.  For the single minded and easily distracted Furies it was an irresistible discovery and unbeknownst to Orion, he was saved from a certain swarming stinging death by its sudden appearance.  Now as he continued to struggle to remain still in his cocoon of writhing angry bees, at his feet squatted the three furies, all struggling to solve the impossible puzzle.  
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Outside the clearing, Grid was coming to the end of the long tunnel of sharp thorns, following the low buzzing sound to the source.  Being an incredibly clever girl, she rightly assumed that the sound would lead her to Orion and now that she entered the opening of the thicket into the clearing, the vision before her eyes confirmed her theory.  
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The sight was horrific and her own body shuddered in terror as her pupils grew wide and white at the scene.  There was Orion, or what looked like it might be Orion, dangling in mid-air by his ankles.  No longer resembling a man, he hung completely rigid as a mass of squirming live bees crawled over every inch of his body, looking more like a hive than a human.  As her mind raced to think of a way to rescue him, she blanched when she saw the naked Furies desperately trying to solve the puzzle at his feet.  Stark white and completely nude, their diseased and moldering bodies almost caused her to retch as they were truly a monstrous vision.  She smiled however as she saw that they were completely engaged with the puzzle from Hecate and she had a brief feeling of relief as she realized at least she would not have to battle them to rescue Orion.
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Beside the furies, who now were intensely arguing over how best to solve the puzzle, she saw a giant pile of sleeping snakes.  These serpents just moments earlier had formed the furies dress and the sight of them gave Grid a brilliant idea.  Reaching into her hip-sack, she pulled out a small flute and smiled.  “Well, I hope this works as I haven’t practiced in quite a while!” she thought to herself as she pressed her lips to the reed and began to play.  
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Orion still could hear nothing, and the furies were oblivious to all but the puzzle, but the snakes immediately awakened at the sweet melody played by Grid.  Swaying to the music, they raised their heads and began to slither towards the nordic beauty who gingerly entered the clearing.  Orion was truly a lucky man as most women (and men for that matter) would have fled this terrible scene, but his savior had viking blood running through her veins and she stiffened her spine as she prepared to approach the swarming mass.  Followed by a hundred snakes, each looked up at the lovely flutist leading them with a hypnotic adoring gaze.   Their eyes wide and black, their mouths fully open with forked tongues flitting in the air,  the snakes were pulled relentlessly forward by the enchanting tunes tweeted out by Grid.
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Walking around Orion, she continued to play and the snakes responded to her musical commands.  Crawling up his body the snakes began to swallow mounds of bees as they slithered all over his dangling flesh.  The bees oddly did not react to this reptilian attack, and slowly over the next two hours, Orion’s covering of bees was replaced by a cloak of snakes, now all bulging as their stomachs nearly burst from their huge insect feast engorging their bellies.   Now licked clean of his insect tormentors, Grid changed the tune on her flute and the serpents began to drop off of his body, quickly slithering away into the thorny thicket as they hit the ground.  Now free from both bee and snake, Grid removed the flute from her mouth and looked at Orion who had long since passed out from pain and terror.  His whole body was covered in hundreds of stingers that continued to pump their poisonous venom into his body as he dangled lifelessly from the branch overhead.  
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Removing her sword from its sheath, in one swooping slash she cut him down from the overhanging branch and took his full weight onto her back.  Beautiful and strong, she quickly carried him out of the clearing and back into the tunnel of thorns.  Amazingly, the furies remained so fixated on the puzzle they never witnessed the rescue nor made any effort to stop it, having completely degenerated into a rolling war amongst themselves about what puzzle piece went where.   Once outside the tunnel and back on the slope of Mount Erebos, Grid lay the suffering and twitching naked body of Orion onto the earth where Pegasus trotted over and licked his face in joy.
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“You are one lucky fucker Orion!  Good thing for you I came back now isn’t it?” she forcefully laughed through her tears as she stroked his unconscious face.
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She could not help but frown however as she looked more closely at his tortured body.  Still pussy gushingly handsome with his six pack abs and deep cut muscular chest, she grimaced as she saw the hundreds of stingers that still remained lodged in his flesh.  Red and swollen, the fury infused poison had long since knocked Orion out as the pain was unbearable.  She winced most when she saw the three stingers throbbing right on the tip of his cock and the twelve more pumping into his balls.  Gently squeezing the stingers with her fingers, she pulled each one out over the next several hours and pressed her lips to his flesh to suck out the poison.  As the venom touched her tongue it burned and stung and her eyes grew moist with tears at the thought of the terrible ordeal this must be for Orion.   She grew panicked as she felt his flesh grow cold and begin to shiver despite removing the stingers.  The Fury’s poison he had been injected with was too much for him and he was now clearly dying.
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Tears streaming down her face, she turned to the equally worried and upset Pegasus.  “We must take him to Athens right away!  Orion is dying, but hopefully the wise Goddess Athena will be able to save him.”  
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Pawing desperately at the dirt, as soon as Grid had thrown Orion’s limp and cold body over her back and climbed aboard she launched into the air.  Flying at supersonic speed, she rocketed towards Athens as now it was a race with the icy hand of death.  During the journey, Orion remained asleep but occasionally twitched or moaned in pain as the venom continued to burn and torture his body.  Grid slowly stroked his hair as she tried to comfort him on the trip, her heart sinking as the fear of losing him suddenly became a real possibility.
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Villagers throughout northern Greece woke suddenly from their slumbers and looked at the sky in panic as Pegasus created hundreds of sonic booms on the rapid journey south.  Her nostrils flared open wide, she flew faster than ever, desperate to save her master as she knew she was in a race with death itself.  Finally, the great metropolis of Athens was sighted and she began her descent onto the Acropolis that towered over the sleeping city.  There at the summit was the great white marble temple to Athena, and as the wisest of all of the Gods, if Orion could be saved by anyone it would be her.
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Grid was visibly shaking and weeping as she held Orion’s darkening face in her hands on the journey.  Growing colder by the second, death was obviously very near and she could feel his life slowly drain away as they descended and the venom continued to ravage through his veins.  Delirious in his tormented state, he could only groan unintelligibly as he shook in fits of pain and growing chill. 
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The city was quiet and dark as it was still the middle of the night and Grid prayed that despite the late hour they could find their way inside the holy place.  Landing on the ceremonial wide plaza of the Acropolis, Grid struggled to load Orion on her back as she began to walk towards the temple entrance.  Normally this area in the day would be teeming with people, from hordes of devout worshippers making their way to the sanctuary to the hundreds of merchants selling doves, lambs or other items required for the sacrifice to the Goddess.  At this hour however, only one person was awake and that was a single guard lounging on the front steps.  
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Eyeing Grid warily as she approached, he licked his lips when she came into focus.  Despite being the dead of night, there was a full late Autumn moon hanging low in the sky and the Nordic beauty’s considerable assets were fully illuminated by the cool silvery lunar glow.  Seeing her long blonde hair and gorgeous curves, all barely covered by her barbaric furs, along with her struggles with the naked man on her back, he knew she must be truly desperate to try and enter the temple at this hour.  Unsheathing his sword and standing up, he grinned to himself as he prepared to yet again take full advantage of a late night worshipper in desperate circumstances.  Being a night guard at the temple was a very boring job normally, but, it did have occasional delightful benefits which a dick like him was more than happy to exploit.  Feeling his cock stir as he imagined the “price” he was going to extract from his new victim for access, he cried out “Halt!” as soon as her foot hit the bottom stair.
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Grid lay Orion down on the bottom step and looked up towards the voice.  “Oh merciful Gods, I am so glad someone is here!” she joyously exclaimed.  She was very worried that at this hour she would not gain access to the temple and Orion would die before morning.  “Sir, I need your help.  I must enter the temple immediately and sacrifice to Athena!  A man’s life is at stake!”
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Sauntering slowly down the steps, the lone guard’s smile grew even wider as he saw her up close.  She was truly beautiful, and even better for him, absolutely desperate.  Her considerable tits were barely contained in a tiny fur bra and he already began to imagine how they were going to look as they bounced in his face as she rode him.  “Not so fast Miss!” he shot back.  “The temple is closed at this hour and you will have to come back tomorrow, … unless?” 
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Her face had fallen in despair when she heard him say the temple was closed but her hopes rose with the addition of the word unless.  “Unless what?” she asked “Do you need money?  I have money.  I really need to get in now, my friend is dying.  Please sir, whatever you can do, PLEASE, PLEASE I am BEGGING YOU!!!” 
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“BINGO!!!” the guard thought as he now walked up close to Grid and wrapped his hand around her exposed midriff.  “You are a real stunner you are!” he sighed “I am sure we can work out an arrangement.”  
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Grid said nothing, but knew exactly what he wanted and winked at him in her most seductive style.  It took all of energy not to unsheathe her own sword and run this pig through, but as she looked down and saw the key to the enormous bronze door swinging from his belt, she decided that justice could wait.  
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“Well STUD!” she whispered in his ear.  “Why don’t we go inside and take care of business then.  Help me with my friend and I am sure we can come to a suitable arrangement.” As she spoke she ran her right hand up his toga and teased his stiffening nipples through the thin cotton.  Now erect and throbbing, he reached around her back and ran his hands down her ass before starting to lean down to kiss her.  She leaned back now and stopped him, winking as she pointed to the door and saying  “INSIDE!” .
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Grinning lustily to himself, the guard grabbed the legs of Orion and he and Grid carried him up the steps and into the temple.  She was a feisty one he thought, and from her manner, seemed quite eager to provide him ample horizontal entertainment this night.  Oh how he was going to savor feeling those full viking lips gobbling his knob.  Watching her full cleavage exposed as she held Orion under the arms, his imagination painted a new scene in his mind of those glorious breasts being coated with his seed as he pumped her face full of his hot steaming load.  Yes, he was quite pleased with himself as he planned on fully savoring this conquest.  Locking the temple door behind him, he turned and watched her perfect heart shaped ass as she bent over the lifeless form of her companion.  Walking up behind her, he roughly grabbed both of her ass cheeks and hissed into her ear.  “Time to pay up Bitch!” .
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The look of complete astonishment on his face when this gorgeous blonde suddenly stood and spun around was comic, and Grid almost burst in laughter at his expression.  Gulping loudly, the cold steel of his own sword was now pressed under his Toga with the sharp edge of his weapon pressing hard against his dangling balls.  Grid was no mousy peasant girl but a full fledged Viking warrior and she effortlessly disarmed him of his sword.
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“Who’s the bitch NOW!” she laughed as she watched him begin to squirm.  “I wonder if THESE would be an appropriate sacrifice to Athena?” she laughed as she swatted his testicles back and forth with the flat side of the blade.  “Now, unless you want to be a BIG part of my sacrifice, you will do EXACTLY what I say!”
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Sweat pouring off of his face in a flood, the panicked guard nodded.  Now carrying Orion over his back, he walked down the empty hall of the temple towards the main sanctuary.  Grid walked right behind him with the sword fixed firmly in between his legs, ensuring that he remained properly motivated to help.  One false move and he would be gelded, so he made no attempt to escape.  As the two enormous bronze doors to the inner sanctuary opened, Grid gasped at the sight.
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There in the center of the enormously long white marbled room was a fifty foot statue to the Goddess Athena herself.  Carved entirely of ivory and covered in Gold, it was the most beautiful thing Grid had ever seen.  The room sparkled in uncountable luxury as two braziers burned continuously on each side of the statue and illuminated the rich contents of the altar and sanctuary.  After catching her breath, she instructed her prisoner to lay Orion right at the foot of altar.  
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“Now, face to the floor and hands behind your back fucker!” she barked as he instantly complied.  Not once during their walk had she let the pressure of blade up off of his balls and fear of imminent castration kept the guard highly controllable.  Once his hands were behind his back, he was amazed at the speed that this girl was able to effectively hogtie his wrists to his ankles with one hand while  never letting up on the threat to his jewels with her other.  Now completely helpless, he gulped loudly as he felt his toga cut away from his body, leaving him bound, naked and completely at her mercy.
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“I can’t have you running off now can I?” she giggled as she ran her bare foot over his exposed ass.  Despite being a pig, Grid enjoyed seeing his handsome body exposed.  Teasingly running the tip of her sword down his exposed meat, she smiled as she saw him twitch in alarm.  “Now, don’t go anywhere?  I have business with Athena!” she laughed as she turned back to the statue.  
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Seeing the limp and now completely grey naked body of Orion laying on the altar snapped her back to the task at hand and she fell immediately to her knees.  “Oh great and wise Goddess Athena, I beg you!  Please, Please use your healing powers on my man Orion!!!  I will forever be in your debt and service if you could grant me this prayer.”  Her eyes blurred with tears as she wept and held Orion’s neck in her hands, slowly rocking back and forth.  
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Suddenly the silence of the temple was broken by a low deep female laugh.  Startled, Grid looked up and saw the eyes of the statue now pop open and the ivory surface turn pink as it came to life.
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“Oh my clever clever Girl!!!!! Your wish most certainly will be granted!” Athena bellowed as she smiled and looked down at the two humans at her feet.  Waving her arm, she pointed at her enormous left toe where a glowing blue mist had formed.  As it dissipated, Grid saw that a full chalice of wine had formed on the floor.  Looking back up to the Goddess, she looked up at the surprisingly friendly face and silently opened her mouth in confusion.
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“Drink it my beauty.  Drink down the wine and you will have the power to nurse your handsome  friend Orion back to health.”  Grid did not need to be told twice and quickly took the chalice in both hands and gulped it down in one giant slurp, her whole body growing hot as the sweet red wine passed her lips.  She had never tasted wine before, as grapes were unknown in the north, but she had to admit this was far better than the bitter beer she was used to.  Quaffing it quickly, she could not help but moan appreciatively as the magical vintage entered her throat.  
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Dizzy and suddenly unsteady on her feet, she felt lightheaded and giddy.  Growing hotter by the second, she could not resist the urge to rip off her furs and expose her glowing torrid and sweat covered body to the cool night air.  Her skin steaming, she looked down and saw that from her nipples a steady stream of warm milk was now spraying in a fine mist.  Thinking quickly, she pulled the lifeless face of Orion towards her chest and fed her nursing tit into his cold grey lips.  Instantly Orion began to stir and with his right hand he reached up and pulled her down tightly to his face, lapping and sucking like a wild man at the feast she was providing him.
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Grid was now gushing both from her nipples but also her pussy as Orion fed on her mammalian charms.  Her whole body throbbing with his suckling, it was truly the most erotic experience of her life.  Even better, as she looked at his nude body stretched before her, it was having the desired effect.  Minutes turned into an hour as Orion greedily suckled, his strength coming back fully, his color now returned to normal.  Finally sated, he reluctantly removed his mouth from her breast and placed it firmly on her mouth.  “Thank you Grid!  You saved me and I owe you my life!!!!”
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Weeping in joy, Grid returned his kiss but shook her head.  “Don’t thank me Orion, thank HER!” she said as she pointed at Athena.  Orion was just coming out of his coma and was confused and disoriented, but when his eyes lay on the face of Athena, he instantly fell to the ground and began to worship.  
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Smiling, Athena purred.  “Now THAT is how a man is supposed to treat a Goddess!  Arise Orion, you have been healed.”  Now standing, Orion looked down and blushed as he cupped his naked body with his hands.  “No need to hide THAT boy, as I have seen ALL of you as well as your many erotic exploits for years!  Humans do not realize that above us all, including we Gods, there is a divine plan, a wheel of fate.  All creatures are on this wheel and all have their destiny to fill.  Orion, one of your destinies in the divine plan, was for you to deliver this delightful and very clever girl to my service.  Her destiny is complete as she was MEANT to become one of my Priestesses!”
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Grid jumped up and down for joy and hugged Orion as the words of the Goddess thrilled her beyond words.  Both grew quiet as Athena continued to speak.  “And your destiny son is not yet complete, but, it is the will of Chaos and Gaia that I play a part.  Take my advice Orion and do NOT return to Pythia.  She is under the control of Hecate and they will NOT help you complete your odyssey.  I know of your task, and your curse, by my rug munching cousin Artemis and the secret to castrating an immortal is found by obtaining the fang of Ariadne.  If Artemis wasn’t such a hothead she would know this already.”
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Orion gulped at these words as getting the fang of Ariadne would be even more dangerous than his tussle with the furies.  “I see you are worried Orion” Athena giggled.  “Have more faith son.  Any human who can withstand the wrath of the furies should have no problem with a little problem like Ariadne.  Now, depart in peace and with my blessing.  You have made me very happy with the recruit you have brought and our paths may cross again as you fulfill your ultimate destiny.”  
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Orion bowed deeply to the Goddess and turned to Grid and smiled.  Words did not pass between them as the emotions were too high for speeches, but their eyes met and the kiss they exchanged expressed more than mere words ever could.  Bowing again, Orion scurried out of the doors of the temple and quickly reunited with Pegasus.  The winged horse danced and cavorted as she saw her fully restored master bounding down the steps to meet her.  Running his hands over her mane, Pegasus kept nuzzling her face into his chest, overjoyed at his sudden restoration to health.  Once on her back, Pegasus launched into the night sky on the next leg of their journey, whinnying happy sounds as she and Orion were back together again.
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Back in the temple, Grid looked up into the kind eyes of Athena and tried to form her thoughts into words.  Suddenly getting everything she had always dreamed about was overwhelming and she was dumbstruck with her mind racing with a flood of conflicting thoughts.  “And I am sure you are wondering about YOUR destiny now aren’t you Grid?”  Nodding silently, Grid listened.  “You are to become my chief Priestess!  You are obviously very smart as well as beautiful and as a warrior Goddess as well as the Goddess of Wisdom, my servants must be beautiful, smart AND strong and you are definitely all three!  You will learn all of the knowledge there is to learn and you will become wise in the ways of my cult.  And as Chief Priestess of course, you will have many luxuries and perks that you never dreamed existed!”
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Grid’s head was swimming at her sudden great fortune.  Stuttering and stammering, she knelt and asked “What kind of perks?”
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“Well” Athena answered “For one thing, you will be granted your own personal servant to attend to all of your needs and respond to your every whim, to use at your complete discretion.  And, since we are speaking of destinies here, I think you have already met him, as his destiny too is now fulfilled!” Athena laughed as she pointed her enormous toe to the naked bound guard squirming at the back of the room.
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Turning back to look at the guard, he began to sweat even more now as he saw the evil glint in Grid’s eyes as it was now SHE who was licking her lips.  
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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 82
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Orion held his breath as he knew that at any minute his entire naked and exposed body would be stung to death by the thousands of angry bees that swarmed over his suffering flesh. So far he had remained relatively unharmed as he tried desperately to remain completely still, but he knew that it was only a matter of time before the bees would attack and sting him to death. It was a nearly impossible task to remain quiet and calm as every inch of his body wanted to flinch away as the teasing feathery legs of the angry insects wandered over the surface of his skin. The sweat that began seeping out of his pores added to his suffering as it seemed only to attract more torment as each bee eagerly lapped up the salty nectar.
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He could see and hear nothing as he was completely enveloped inside the moving living mass entombing his body and the complete sensory deprivation only served to torture him further. Mindless and unrelenting in their task, he felt a seemingly infinite number of tiny tongues lap at his body for food, the sensations sending him into madness. When his balls began to sweat, and the bees responded, it took all of Orion’s power of self-control not to erupt in a twitching shrieking fit. Watching their toy being tickled and teased by their pets, the Furies erupted in a cacophony of evil laughter, his terror and pain stoking their own arousal.
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Tisiphone lay back in ecstatic bliss as she coaxed out yet another freezing orgasm from her withered and bony pussy, squealing in joy as she excreted an ice blob onto the ground. Flapping her wings furiously as her body convulsed in pleasure, she sat up and watched her two sisters equally enraptured in their own acts of self love, all watching the suffering Orion as they frigged themselves silly. “Sisters!” she cried out, breaking their erotic rhythm. “I say we have our pets give our boy toy a real treat now! Imagine the delicious and sexy screams of pain and suffering he will cry when our babies being to plunge their stingers into all those delicious and dangly exposed man-bits of his!” she cackled as she strode over to inspect the writhing mass of bee covered Orion. The other two Furies giggled and salivated at the prospect and watched as their older sister approached their hanging prey with growing malicious glee.
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As she walked towards him, Tisiphone felt her foot hit a bag on the ground and knock something loose. All eyes watched as a tiny silver cube rolled out of Orion’s bag and onto a sharp black rock sticking out of the swampy muddy earth. As Tisiphone lifted the shiny object up in her hand, her eyes grew wide as she gurgled out a shrill squawk in delight.
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“What is it? What is it?” her two sisters shrieked as they arose to investigate. There in Tisiphone’s hand was the puzzle that had been conjured by Hecate and it was an amazing sight. Thousands of tiny interlocking loops all fit together in a perfect knot and it would take someone with infinite patience to be able to unhook the loops and solve the puzzle. As one loop was removed, two others grew tighter, so that the more progress that was made the more difficult the puzzle became. For the single minded and easily distracted Furies it was an irresistible discovery and unbeknownst to Orion, he was saved from a certain swarming stinging death by its sudden appearance. Now as he continued to struggle to remain still in his cocoon of writhing angry bees, at his feet squatted the three furies, all struggling to solve the impossible puzzle.
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Outside the clearing, Grid was coming to the end of the long tunnel of sharp thorns, following the low buzzing sound to the source. Being an incredibly clever girl, she rightly assumed that the sound would lead her to Orion and now that she entered the opening of the thicket into the clearing, the vision before her eyes confirmed her theory.
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The sight was horrific and her own body shuddered in terror as her pupils grew wide and white at the scene. There was Orion, or what looked like it might be Orion, dangling in mid-air by his ankles. No longer resembling a man, he hung completely rigid as a mass of squirming live bees crawled over every inch of his body, looking more like a hive than a human. As her mind raced to think of a way to rescue him, she blanched when she saw the naked Furies desperately trying to solve the puzzle at his feet. Stark white and completely nude, their diseased and moldering bodies almost caused her to retch as they were truly a monstrous vision. She smiled however as she saw that they were completely engaged with the puzzle from Hecate and she had a brief feeling of relief as she realized at least she would not have to battle them to rescue Orion.
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Beside the furies, who now were intensely arguing over how best to solve the puzzle, she saw a giant pile of sleeping snakes. These serpents just moments earlier had formed the furies dress and the sight of them gave Grid a brilliant idea. Reaching into her hip-sack, she pulled out a small flute and smiled. “Well, I hope this works as I haven’t practiced in quite a while!” she thought to herself as she pressed her lips to the reed and began to play.
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Orion still could hear nothing, and the furies were oblivious to all but the puzzle, but the snakes immediately awakened at the sweet melody played by Grid. Swaying to the music, they raised their heads and began to slither towards the nordic beauty who gingerly entered the clearing. Orion was truly a lucky man as most women (and men for that matter) would have fled this terrible scene, but his savior had viking blood running through her veins and she stiffened her spine as she prepared to approach the swarming mass. Followed by a hundred snakes, each looked up at the lovely flutist leading them with a hypnotic adoring gaze. Their eyes wide and black, their mouths fully open with forked tongues flitting in the air, the snakes were pulled relentlessly forward by the enchanting tunes tweeted out by Grid.
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Walking around Orion, she continued to play and the snakes responded to her musical commands. Crawling up his body the snakes began to swallow mounds of bees as they slithered all over his dangling flesh. The bees oddly did not react to this reptilian attack, and slowly over the next two hours, Orion’s covering of bees was replaced by a cloak of snakes, now all bulging as their stomachs nearly burst from their huge insect feast engorging their bellies. Now licked clean of his insect tormentors, Grid changed the tune on her flute and the serpents began to drop off of his body, quickly slithering away into the thorny thicket as they hit the ground. Now free from both bee and snake, Grid removed the flute from her mouth and looked at Orion who had long since passed out from pain and terror. His whole body was covered in hundreds of stingers that continued to pump their poisonous venom into his body as he dangled lifelessly from the branch overhead.
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Removing her sword from its sheath, in one swooping slash she cut him down from the overhanging branch and took his full weight onto her back. Beautiful and strong, she quickly carried him out of the clearing and back into the tunnel of thorns. Amazingly, the furies remained so fixated on the puzzle they never witnessed the rescue nor made any effort to stop it, having completely degenerated into a rolling war amongst themselves about what puzzle piece went where. Once outside the tunnel and back on the slope of Mount Erebos, Grid lay the suffering and twitching naked body of Orion onto the earth where Pegasus trotted over and licked his face in joy.
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“You are one lucky fucker Orion! Good thing for you I came back now isn’t it?” she forcefully laughed through her tears as she stroked his unconscious face.
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She could not help but frown however as she looked more closely at his tortured body. Still pussy gushingly handsome with his six pack abs and deep cut muscular chest, she grimaced as she saw the hundreds of stingers that still remained lodged in his flesh. Red and swollen, the fury infused poison had long since knocked Orion out as the pain was unbearable. She winced most when she saw the three stingers throbbing right on the tip of his cock and the twelve more pumping into his balls. Gently squeezing the stingers with her fingers, she pulled each one out over the next several hours and pressed her lips to his flesh to suck out the poison. As the venom touched her tongue it burned and stung and her eyes grew moist with tears at the thought of the terrible ordeal this must be for Orion. She grew panicked as she felt his flesh grow cold and begin to shiver despite removing the stingers. The Fury’s poison he had been injected with was too much for him and he was now clearly dying.
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Tears streaming down her face, she turned to the equally worried and upset Pegasus. “We must take him to Athens right away! Orion is dying, but hopefully the wise Goddess Athena will be able to save him.”
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Pawing desperately at the dirt, as soon as Grid had thrown Orion’s limp and cold body over her back and climbed aboard she launched into the air. Flying at supersonic speed, she rocketed towards Athens as now it was a race with the icy hand of death. During the journey, Orion remained asleep but occasionally twitched or moaned in pain as the venom continued to burn and torture his body. Grid slowly stroked his hair as she tried to comfort him on the trip, her heart sinking as the fear of losing him suddenly became a real possibility.
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Villagers throughout northern Greece woke suddenly from their slumbers and looked at the sky in panic as Pegasus created hundreds of sonic booms on the rapid journey south. Her nostrils flared open wide, she flew faster than ever, desperate to save her master as she knew she was in a race with death itself. Finally, the great metropolis of Athens was sighted and she began her descent onto the Acropolis that towered over the sleeping city. There at the summit was the great white marble temple to Athena, and as the wisest of all of the Gods, if Orion could be saved by anyone it would be her.
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Grid was visibly shaking and weeping as she held Orion’s darkening face in her hands on the journey. Growing colder by the second, death was obviously very near and she could feel his life slowly drain away as they descended and the venom continued to ravage through his veins. Delirious in his tormented state, he could only groan unintelligibly as he shook in fits of pain and growing chill.
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The city was quiet and dark as it was still the middle of the night and Grid prayed that despite the late hour they could find their way inside the holy place. Landing on the ceremonial wide plaza of the Acropolis, Grid struggled to load Orion on her back as she began to walk towards the temple entrance. Normally this area in the day would be teeming with people, from hordes of devout worshippers making their way to the sanctuary to the hundreds of merchants selling doves, lambs or other items required for the sacrifice to the Goddess. At this hour however, only one person was awake and that was a single guard lounging on the front steps.
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Eyeing Grid warily as she approached, he licked his lips when she came into focus. Despite being the dead of night, there was a full late Autumn moon hanging low in the sky and the Nordic beauty’s considerable assets were fully illuminated by the cool silvery lunar glow. Seeing her long blonde hair and gorgeous curves, all barely covered by her barbaric furs, along with her struggles with the naked man on her back, he knew she must be truly desperate to try and enter the temple at this hour. Unsheathing his sword and standing up, he grinned to himself as he prepared to yet again take full advantage of a late night worshipper in desperate circumstances. Being a night guard at the temple was a very boring job normally, but, it did have occasional delightful benefits which a dick like him was more than happy to exploit. Feeling his cock stir as he imagined the “price” he was going to extract from his new victim for access, he cried out “Halt!” as soon as her foot hit the bottom stair.
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Grid lay Orion down on the bottom step and looked up towards the voice. “Oh merciful Gods, I am so glad someone is here!” she joyously exclaimed. She was very worried that at this hour she would not gain access to the temple and Orion would die before morning. “Sir, I need your help. I must enter the temple immediately and sacrifice to Athena! A man’s life is at stake!”
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Sauntering slowly down the steps, the lone guard’s smile grew even wider as he saw her up close. She was truly beautiful, and even better for him, absolutely desperate. Her considerable tits were barely contained in a tiny fur bra and he already began to imagine how they were going to look as they bounced in his face as she rode him. “Not so fast Miss!” he shot back. “The temple is closed at this hour and you will have to come back tomorrow, … unless?”
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Her face had fallen in despair when she heard him say the temple was closed but her hopes rose with the addition of the word unless. “Unless what?” she asked “Do you need money? I have money. I really need to get in now, my friend is dying. Please sir, whatever you can do, PLEASE, PLEASE I am BEGGING YOU!!!”
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“BINGO!!!” the guard thought as he now walked up close to Grid and wrapped his hand around her exposed midriff. “You are a real stunner you are!” he sighed “I am sure we can work out an arrangement.”
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Grid said nothing, but knew exactly what he wanted and winked at him in her most seductive style. It took all of energy not to unsheathe her own sword and run this pig through, but as she looked down and saw the key to the enormous bronze door swinging from his belt, she decided that justice could wait.
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“Well STUD!” she whispered in his ear. “Why don’t we go inside and take care of business then. Help me with my friend and I am sure we can come to a suitable arrangement.” As she spoke she ran her right hand up his toga and teased his stiffening nipples through the thin cotton. Now erect and throbbing, he reached around her back and ran his hands down her ass before starting to lean down to kiss her. She leaned back now and stopped him, winking as she pointed to the door and saying “INSIDE!” .
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Grinning lustily to himself, the guard grabbed the legs of Orion and he and Grid carried him up the steps and into the temple. She was a feisty one he thought, and from her manner, seemed quite eager to provide him ample horizontal entertainment this night. Oh how he was going to savor feeling those full viking lips gobbling his knob. Watching her full cleavage exposed as she held Orion under the arms, his imagination painted a new scene in his mind of those glorious breasts being coated with his seed as he pumped her face full of his hot steaming load. Yes, he was quite pleased with himself as he planned on fully savoring this conquest. Locking the temple door behind him, he turned and watched her perfect heart shaped ass as she bent over the lifeless form of her companion. Walking up behind her, he roughly grabbed both of her ass cheeks and hissed into her ear. “Time to pay up Bitch!” .
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The look of complete astonishment on his face when this gorgeous blonde suddenly stood and spun around was comic, and Grid almost burst in laughter at his expression. Gulping loudly, the cold steel of his own sword was now pressed under his Toga with the sharp edge of his weapon pressing hard against his dangling balls. Grid was no mousy peasant girl but a full fledged Viking warrior and she effortlessly disarmed him of his sword.
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“Who’s the bitch NOW!” she laughed as she watched him begin to squirm. “I wonder if THESE would be an appropriate sacrifice to Athena?” she laughed as she swatted his testicles back and forth with the flat side of the blade. “Now, unless you want to be a BIG part of my sacrifice, you will do EXACTLY what I say!”
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Sweat pouring off of his face in a flood, the panicked guard nodded. Now carrying Orion over his back, he walked down the empty hall of the temple towards the main sanctuary. Grid walked right behind him with the sword fixed firmly in between his legs, ensuring that he remained properly motivated to help. One false move and he would be gelded, so he made no attempt to escape. As the two enormous bronze doors to the inner sanctuary opened, Grid gasped at the sight.
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There in the center of the enormously long white marbled room was a fifty foot statue to the Goddess Athena herself. Carved entirely of ivory and covered in Gold, it was the most beautiful thing Grid had ever seen. The room sparkled in uncountable luxury as two braziers burned continuously on each side of the statue and illuminated the rich contents of the altar and sanctuary. After catching her breath, she instructed her prisoner to lay Orion right at the foot of altar.
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“Now, face to the floor and hands behind your back fucker!” she barked as he instantly complied. Not once during their walk had she let the pressure of blade up off of his balls and fear of imminent castration kept the guard highly controllable. Once his hands were behind his back, he was amazed at the speed that this girl was able to effectively hogtie his wrists to his ankles with one hand while never letting up on the threat to his jewels with her other. Now completely helpless, he gulped loudly as he felt his toga cut away from his body, leaving him bound, naked and completely at her mercy.
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“I can’t have you running off now can I?” she giggled as she ran her bare foot over his exposed ass. Despite being a pig, Grid enjoyed seeing his handsome body exposed. Teasingly running the tip of her sword down his exposed meat, she smiled as she saw him twitch in alarm. “Now, don’t go anywhere? I have business with Athena!” she laughed as she turned back to the statue.
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Seeing the limp and now completely grey naked body of Orion laying on the altar snapped her back to the task at hand and she fell immediately to her knees. “Oh great and wise Goddess Athena, I beg you! Please, Please use your healing powers on my man Orion!!! I will forever be in your debt and service if you could grant me this prayer.” Her eyes blurred with tears as she wept and held Orion’s neck in her hands, slowly rocking back and forth.
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Suddenly the silence of the temple was broken by a low deep female laugh. Startled, Grid looked up and saw the eyes of the statue now pop open and the ivory surface turn pink as it came to life.
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“Oh my clever clever Girl!!!!! Your wish most certainly will be granted!” Athena bellowed as she smiled and looked down at the two humans at her feet. Waving her arm, she pointed at her enormous left toe where a glowing blue mist had formed. As it dissipated, Grid saw that a full chalice of wine had formed on the floor. Looking back up to the Goddess, she looked up at the surprisingly friendly face and silently opened her mouth in confusion.
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“Drink it my beauty. Drink down the wine and you will have the power to nurse your handsome friend Orion back to health.” Grid did not need to be told twice and quickly took the chalice in both hands and gulped it down in one giant slurp, her whole body growing hot as the sweet red wine passed her lips. She had never tasted wine before, as grapes were unknown in the north, but she had to admit this was far better than the bitter beer she was used to. Quaffing it quickly, she could not help but moan appreciatively as the magical vintage entered her throat.
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Dizzy and suddenly unsteady on her feet, she felt lightheaded and giddy. Growing hotter by the second, she could not resist the urge to rip off her furs and expose her glowing torrid and sweat covered body to the cool night air. Her skin steaming, she looked down and saw that from her nipples a steady stream of warm milk was now spraying in a fine mist. Thinking quickly, she pulled the lifeless face of Orion towards her chest and fed her nursing tit into his cold grey lips. Instantly Orion began to stir and with his right hand he reached up and pulled her down tightly to his face, lapping and sucking like a wild man at the feast she was providing him.
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Grid was now gushing both from her nipples but also her pussy as Orion fed on her mammalian charms. Her whole body throbbing with his suckling, it was truly the most erotic experience of her life. Even better, as she looked at his nude body stretched before her, it was having the desired effect. Minutes turned into an hour as Orion greedily suckled, his strength coming back fully, his color now returned to normal. Finally sated, he reluctantly removed his mouth from her breast and placed it firmly on her mouth. “Thank you Grid! You saved me and I owe you my life!!!!”
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Weeping in joy, Grid returned his kiss but shook her head. “Don’t thank me Orion, thank HER!” she said as she pointed at Athena. Orion was just coming out of his coma and was confused and disoriented, but when his eyes lay on the face of Athena, he instantly fell to the ground and began to worship.
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Smiling, Athena purred. “Now THAT is how a man is supposed to treat a Goddess! Arise Orion, you have been healed.” Now standing, Orion looked down and blushed as he cupped his naked body with his hands. “No need to hide THAT boy, as I have seen ALL of you as well as your many erotic exploits for years! Humans do not realize that above us all, including we Gods, there is a divine plan, a wheel of fate. All creatures are on this wheel and all have their destiny to fill. Orion, one of your destinies in the divine plan, was for you to deliver this delightful and very clever girl to my service. Her destiny is complete as she was MEANT to become one of my Priestesses!”
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Grid jumped up and down for joy and hugged Orion as the words of the Goddess thrilled her beyond words. Both grew quiet as Athena continued to speak. “And your destiny son is not yet complete, but, it is the will of Chaos and Gaia that I play a part. Take my advice Orion and do NOT return to Pythia. She is under the control of Hecate and they will NOT help you complete your odyssey. I know of your task, and your curse, by my rug munching cousin Artemis and the secret to castrating an immortal is found by obtaining the fang of Ariadne. If Artemis wasn’t such a hothead she would know this already.”
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Orion gulped at these words as getting the fang of Ariadne would be even more dangerous than his tussle with the furies. “I see you are worried Orion” Athena giggled. “Have more faith son. Any human who can withstand the wrath of the furies should have no problem with a little problem like Ariadne. Now, depart in peace and with my blessing. You have made me very happy with the recruit you have brought and our paths may cross again as you fulfill your ultimate destiny.”
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Orion bowed deeply to the Goddess and turned to Grid and smiled. Words did not pass between them as the emotions were too high for speeches, but their eyes met and the kiss they exchanged expressed more than mere words ever could. Bowing again, Orion scurried out of the doors of the temple and quickly reunited with Pegasus. The winged horse danced and cavorted as she saw her fully restored master bounding down the steps to meet her. Running his hands over her mane, Pegasus kept nuzzling her face into his chest, overjoyed at his sudden restoration to health. Once on her back, Pegasus launched into the night sky on the next leg of their journey, whinnying happy sounds as she and Orion were back together again.
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Back in the temple, Grid looked up into the kind eyes of Athena and tried to form her thoughts into words. Suddenly getting everything she had always dreamed about was overwhelming and she was dumbstruck with her mind racing with a flood of conflicting thoughts. “And I am sure you are wondering about YOUR destiny now aren’t you Grid?” Nodding silently, Grid listened. “You are to become my chief Priestess! You are obviously very smart as well as beautiful and as a warrior Goddess as well as the Goddess of Wisdom, my servants must be beautiful, smart AND strong and you are definitely all three! You will learn all of the knowledge there is to learn and you will become wise in the ways of my cult. And as Chief Priestess of course, you will have many luxuries and perks that you never dreamed existed!”
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Grid’s head was swimming at her sudden great fortune. Stuttering and stammering, she knelt and asked “What kind of perks?”
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“Well” Athena answered “For one thing, you will be granted your own personal servant to attend to all of your needs and respond to your every whim, to use at your complete discretion. And, since we are speaking of destinies here, I think you have already met him, as his destiny too is now fulfilled!” Athena laughed as she pointed her enormous toe to the naked bound guard squirming at the back of the room.
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Turning back to look at the guard, he began to sweat even more now as he saw the evil glint in Grid’s eyes as it was now SHE who was licking her lips.
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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 81
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“He looks so peaceful doesn’t he?” Amphrite giggled as Pethio stretched her husband Poseidon’s left ankle to reach the far bed post.  Taking the glowing ring from her hand, she stretched it out straight and slipped his limb inside pulling the ring around his ankle tight.  Once inside, it snapped shut, entrapping the God quite snug and effectively.  
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“For now he does!  I can’t wait to see the look on his face when he wakes up!” Pethio laughed as the two gorgeous Goddesses sat back on the mattress and surveyed their work.  There on the bed of his undersea palace was Poseidon, erect and throbbing and still deeply asleep.  The elixir they had spiked his wine with had acted quite quickly and he had passed out mere seconds after drinking it.    Completely naked, he still had the same big grin on his face he had minutes earlier when he thought he was about to finally enjoy a delightful threesome.   In his drugged state he was quite easy to move and Pethio and Amphrite were able to tightly bind him extremely wide and spread-eagle to the bed with little exertion.  His wrists were bound over his head by one glowing ring and his legs were spread extremely far apart to the foot posts by two others.  Spread as wide as he was, every  inch of Poseidon’s handsome and rippled body was laid bare for the two beauties to torment however they may wish and Pethio licked her lips at her captive.  Completely exposed and helpless, his cock continued to throb and quiver in the deep water of the palace, his large juicy balls hanging low and completely exposed.  Turning to Amphrite, Pethio held up the last of the bolts in her hand and spun it on her forefinger.  “I will let YOU do the honors my dear!  These bonds now belong to you, and only YOU can remove them.” Pethio winked as she spun.
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As Amphrite watched the spinning bolt on Pethio’s finger, an evil grin formed on her mouth.  She too licked her lips as she felt her pussy gush as she took it from her hand.  Here in her sole and absolute possession was the key to her satisfaction, and to make it even better, the key to Poseidon’s punishment.  As she looked down at the circle glowing in her palm, both Goddesses looked at Poseidon bound helplessly asleep on the bed and began to giggle uncontrollably.  Still laughing, Amphrite crawled on top of her husband and slowly began to lick and kiss his balls, enjoying the low moans and sighs emitting from his unconscious mouth by her efforts.  Licking slowly up his shaft and over his cockhead, she expertly milked and sucked him closer and closer to release, grasping his balls tightly as she monitored his impending orgasm.  Right as she felt him begin to contract and stiffen in preparation for a spectacular cumblast, she stopped.  Lifting his painfully hard cock up and away from his body, she snapped the ring right around the base of his testicles and after making a loop out of the end she tied the base of his cock tightly and let the loop cinch up into a nice snug prison..
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The sudden warm jolt on his balls and penis woke the God and as Pethio predicted and anticipated, the look on his face was truly priceless.  His smiling mouth wide open in an anticipatory moan of suddenly denied pleasure, his eyes grew wide as he looked down the bed at his new radically changed circumstances.  There sitting at each of his bare and bound feet were the gorgeous Pethio and his equally beautiful wife Amphrite.  Both were gloriously naked and looking back at him with a slightly unnerving and hungry glare that caused him to audibly gulp.  Looking at his cock however, his smile turned to a frown as he saw the tight glowing ring cutting into his flesh, trapping his sperm and release tightly away in his suffering and bulging balls.   
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“WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!” He screamed as he began to attempt to sit up.  Both Goddesses screamed in hysterics when suddenly he reached the end of his short tether and came to the horrifying realization that he was bound and totally helpless as he was yanked back down onto the bed.  For a solid five minutes the God hurled an amazing torrent of curses and invectives as he strained pitifully against the lightning bolts of Zeus.  Increasingly hilarious in his struggles, the laughter of the Goddesses only enraged him more and caused him to double his efforts but it was no use, he was totally powerless to escape.  No power on earth could force the bolts open as only the “owner” of the rings had that power, and that owner, to Poseidon’s downfall, was now his wife.  
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As he continued to curse, strain and struggle, Pethio smirked as she ran her gorgeous slim foot up his bound leg.  Reaching his balls, she playfully began running circles over his balls and up his twitching shaft.  Once his cockhead was reached, she gripped his glans with her toes and grinned.  This action seemed to instantly cause an attitude of compliance in Poseidon, and he quickly grew silent.  Taking her big toe, she teasingly began circling his sticky slit in a tortuously slow and relentless assault, a tiny bead of pre-cum wetting her flesh.  The tiny whimper coming from Poseidon’s throat made Pethio grow hot and moist as she continued to stroke him with her toes.
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“Good boy!  It really is best that you not speak now.”  she winked as Poseidon struggled to maintain his composure under her sinister footjob.  “You really are such a fool Poseidon!  Here you have one of the most beautiful Goddesses on Olympus wanting nothing more than to have her own husband worship her delicious pussy, and YOU are such a moron you deny her!!!”
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Poseidon said nothing, but now grew worried as Pethio continued.  “Well, I hope you are a fast learner, because she OWNS YOUR ASS NOW!!!  Those bolts around your wrists, ankles and, most concerning for you I am sure, your COCK AND BALLS, came from the great God Zeus himself.  Nothing you can ever do can release them.  Only the owner can take them off, and sadly for you, that owner is your lovely wife Amphrite!!!”  Looking at the Goddess as she teased her husband, Pethio stroked her own nipples as this whole scene had made her incredibly hot.  Leaning in close to her, Pethio stroked Amphrite’s face as she kissed her way down her neck and lingered over her breasts, licking and teasing each nipple with her hot tongue as she was fast overcome with her own arousal.
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Poseidon could not look away as he watched his wife be seduced by the beautiful Pethio right before his desperate gaze.  As Pethio grew more aroused by Amphrite, she removed her foot from Poseidon’s cock that he comically now pumped impotently into the air.  The evening had not gone at all as he had planned, and he moaned in frustration as he watched on in erotic fascination as the two Goddesses began kissing and licking each other’s body in a frenzied blur of female flesh.   Now with both Goddesses laying on his exposed stomach, Pethio licked the spread inner thigh of Amphrite and turned to look back at the desperate Poseidon.
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“Your wife is really quite delicious!  But I am sure you will learn that soon enough.” she laughed as she turned back to dive into Amphrite’s glistening crotch.  For a solid hour, the two Goddesses locked themselves in 69 on top of the body of the desperate God, as they teased and licked each other into a frenzy, their mouths exploring each others nether regions with a shocking intensity.  With several orgasms down for each of them, the two beauties lay back on Poseidon’s bare and exposed body like a couch, exhausted and spent by their exertions.   Pethio, lounging on his lower stomach laughed as she felt the helpless hard cock of the God flop harmlessly against her left ass cheek.
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“Amphrite, I think we got your husband all worked up?” she giggled as she flicked her hair back to indicate the sad penile ballet playing out behind her.  
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Clambering over the perfect ass of Pethio to investigate,  Amphrite now sat at the foot of the bed and gripped Poseidon’s tormented Prima Donna with her toes.  “Oooooh, poor baby!” she cooed as she lovingly ran her toes up and down his shaft.  “Does Daddy want to release his load now?”.  Poseidon said nothing but could not help whimpering lowly as she slowly and relentlessly stroked him with her beautiful feet.  “Well, husband.  Tonight I am feeling generous.”  she smirked as she winked back at Pethio.  “If you please us both with that tongue of yours, that same tongue you have denied me for so long, we will take off your cock loop and give you a nice unfettered lick from the both of us.  Does that sound good to you?”
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Poseidon eagerly nodded, desperate to explode his spooge all over the room as soon as he could get free of his prison.  As he nodded, he humped the air again causing his hard cock to resume harmlessly smacking against the ass cheek of Pethio.  Bemused by his harmless love slaps, she looked back at Amphrite and winked again.  Smirking, Amphrite stopped teasing his cock with her feet and climbed up onto his chest to look down into his desperate face.  “And to show that I am not a total heartless bitch, while you service us, I will give you some entertainment!” she sniggered as she snapped her finger.  Both Poseidon and Pethio looked on in astonishment as her dresser door suddenly opened and the horn of Keto floated out.  Laughing hysterically, Pethio covered her mouth with both of her hands while Poseidon looked on in horror.  Instantly recognizing the object, he knew exactly what glorious release or torments it could bring. 
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“Girl!  You are bad!” Pethio kidded as all watched the horn wriggle and spin through the water before finally hovering right over the hard throbbing rod of Poseidon.  
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“Horn of Keto, Tease and STROKE!” Amphrite commanded.  Guided by the words of the Goddess the horn lightly touched the head of Poseidon’s cock and began to shake, the tip just barely making contact with his tortured flesh.  Rotating over the surface, the horn found the one spot on his body that kept him hardest and as it lingered right on the underside of his penis the moans of Poseidon grew even louder.  The motion slowed as he got close to cumming and began to speed up if he began to grow even slightly limp.  
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“Now, if you try anything FUNNY Poseidon, my horn here can retaliate quite quickly!” she glowered as she snapped her fingers again.  Stopping suddenly, the horn flew up off of his cock and began to burrow in-between his legs halting right on the opening of his asshole.  The length and circumference of the horn was prodigious and to a virgin unexplored hole like Poseidon’s, it would no doubt be very painful if it suddenly decided to plunge and thrust inside.  “I wouldn’t want to open you up like a ripe peach dear Husband, so, make sure you are on your best behavior!!!” she snapped.  Smiling, she recognized the look of terror on his face as a sign of compliance.  
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Straddling his face, she sighed as she lowered her dripping pussy onto his open mouth.  For his part, he did everything he could to try and please her as his mouth tasted her pussy for the first time.  Gushing over face, he felt her warm sticky nectar coat his nose as his ears scoured the room for signs of her approval.  If she moaned at something he did, he did it more.  If she was silent, he moved on to something else.  Never before had he concentrated on a task more readily, motivated both by fear of the horn of keto and a desperate desire to finally obtain sweet release from his golden prison.  After twenty minutes, he felt his wife’s nails dig into his neck as she quivered on his face, her head thrown back as she screamed in blissful orgasmic explosion.  As she slipped off of his face, Pethio climbed up on his chest.  Looking down into his sticky glistening mouth, she grabbed both of his ears.  “My turn next SLAVE!!!”
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For the rest of the night, the scene was repeated, with each Goddess taking turns riding his tongue.  Amphrite was quite pleased as it appeared that her husband was a quick study and seemed to have a natural talent for muff diving.  Her grin turned to a frown when she thought of all of the hundreds of years she had gobbled his meat, not once having her own fields tended, but that was all in the past.  Watching Pethio shriek as another orgasm was teased out of her womb by her husband, she smiled as she saw he was as hard as ever with the bonds still tightly wrapped around him and the horn of Keto keeping his interest as rigid and desperate as ever.
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Finally dawn broke and the sea began to glow light pink as the warm rays of the morning sun lit the dark waters.  Pethio could take no more and rolled off of Poseidon’s tireless tongue and lay her head on his chest.  “Amphrite” she said “The night has been fantastic, but I really must go home.  I have my own husband to tend to, and, I will be frank, all of this pussy eating has me wanting to give old Mercury a well earned treat.”
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“Understood!  But before you go, I think Poseidon has earned his own treat don’t you think?” Amphrite asked.
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“ABSOLUTELY!!!!  He is a natural.  So, I had 12, how about you?”
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“The same”
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Turning to her husband, Amphrite smiled.  “So, are you ready for your treat Husband?”  Poseidon could not speak but smiled very widely as he nodded vigorously.  Twirling her fingers in the air, he groaned as he felt the ring widen and release off of his cock and balls.  He was FREE and he closed his eyes as he prepared for his ultimate fantasy to come true.  It had been quite a kinky and difficult night, but now as he saw his wife and the gorgeous Pethio bending over his dick, he felt maybe the torture and teasing had been worth it.  Opening their mouths they both began to kiss at the base of his shaft and slowly run their tongues up his rod and over his cock head, swirling their tongues together off the tip.  It was sweet torture but he relaxed, wanting to savor and enjoy every moment of his final release.  Suddenly, almost as soon as it began, they stopped as they simultaneously yelled out  “And TWELVE!!!!” before Amphrite winked at him and dangled the glowing loop in her hand.
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Poseidon’s heart sank as he heard the words of his wife as his eyes pleaded silently for her to continue.  “We said we would lick you if you serviced us, but we didn’t say how MANY licks you would get.  My price is one orgasm for me, one lick for you, so next time you might want to bank your earnings before you spend them all at once.”  Groaning in disbelief and frustration, he once again thrashed violently against his bonds as the two Goddesses laughed at his struggles.  
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As Poseidon screamed in frustration, far away on the banks of the Seine, the last druid beauty suddenly collapsed on top of the relentless oral worship of Apollo.  His cock at full mast, the God sat up and surveyed the scene of carnage around him.  
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It was a terrible sight.  Dead bodies littered every square inch of ground, all naked and all with a countenance of complete rapture frozen on their cold dead faces.  Shaking his head clear, Apollo looked down at his own cock which was slowly deflating.  He ached as both his face, dick and balls had been worked over vigorously for weeks.  Remembering his quest, he looked towards the island and saw that the pink cloud was rapidly dissipating.  Waving his hand over his body, Apollo clothed himself and returned to his normal God-size.  Walking into the mist, he  laughed at the sight of his old friend Ares, sitting naked in the river so that the waters could soothe his aching body.
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Ares looked like shit.  His hair matted and his body covered in numerous bite marks and scratches, he appeared to have been involved in a vicious battle with Hydra rather  than a century long fuck-fest with the Goddess of Love.  Hours earlier both he and Aphrodite had emerged from the erotic loop they were caught in when the last of the Druid beauties had succumbed to Apollo’s golden tongue.  Having been caught in a perpetual sex loop for over a century, both he and Aphrodite were quite sore when they regained consciousness still unaware of exactly how long they had been on that Island.  As Ares looked up and saw his old friend, he painfully grinned, moaning lightly as the cold waters of the Seine soothed his spent and tortured balls.
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“Holy Lords of Chaos Apollo, what on earth are you doing here?” he called out from the river, cupping his nudity with his hand as he was startled by being discovered.
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“You are in a world of shit Ares!!!!  Everyone has been looking for you for years and Zeus is FURIOUS!!!!” Apollo responded to his friend.  
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“YEARS?” Ares barked back in disbelief.  
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“Yes, YEARS!!!!” Apollo responded and then proceeded to fill in the hapless oversexed God of war of what he had missed during his tryst.  Ares looked astonished when he realized that he and Aphrodite had been trapped so long in their love making Odyssey, but he had to admit it explained the terrible pain in his balls.  Now that the cloud was completely dissolved, the piles of dead Druid lovelies on the shore explained a lot and he jabbed Apollo admiringly in the shoulder as he explained how he had “fucked them free” from the accidental curse.  When the impending war with the Egyptians was described, Ares instantly perked up and stood erect in the river, magically donning his finest armor in preparation for battle.
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“OK Apollo, obviously we need to leave right away.  You know, the only thing I like more than fucking right?”  Ares asked, his mind now completely clear and his blood flowing rapidly and boiling hot in his veins.  Apollo shrugged as Ares continued.  “Killing!!!”  he yelled, unsheathing his sword, they both launched into the air for the flight back to Olympus.  
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As they soared into the heavens, Apollo asked “Ares, where is Aphrodite by the way?”  Ares just shrugged in returrn.
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“Who the fuck knows?  When I came to, all I knew was my balls felt like they had been chewed on by Cereberus and that crazy bitch was gone!  Let me tell you Apollo, she may be the most beautiful and sexy Goddess on Olympus, but she is a quite demanding lay!!!”  Laughing as they chatted the two Gods disappeared into a large white cloud in the east and quickly made their way back to Olympus.  
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As they left, Aphrodite emerged from the forest and returned to the Island wobbling unsteadily on her noodle-like legs.  Swaying gingerly as she walked as she was still recovering from her “ordeal” so she was forced to take very small and deliberate steps, everything hurting from her long lovemaking session with Ares.  Despite her century long sexual activity she still looked as lovely as ever. 
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When the spell was finally broken by Apollo, as her mind cleared she was not sad to have Ares stop his lovemaking and fall asleep.  Despite having a torrid and sexually explosive relationship, she was oddly not satisfied when they actually consummated their affair, preferring the build up and anticipation far better than the actual act.  Ares sexy body and bad boy ways definitely got her juices flowing, but he was spectacularly bad in bed as he never really attended to her needs properly.  All aggression and boasting, he mostly was just all “in and out” and despite her pussy being incredibly sore by his multi-year thrusts, she still was surprisingly horny as he had not quite scratched her itch.  Returning to the island from her walk, she was not sad to see him gone.
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Happy to be alone, Aphrodite sank her gorgeous naked body into the cool waters of the Seine and sighed.  The autumn chilled waters felt heavenly over her body which steamed as the river rippled over her glowing golden skin.  Being caught in a mult-century erotic fuckfest loop takes a toll on one’s body, even a God’s, and the cold waters began to strengthen her tired limbs.  
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Running her hand up her thigh as she soaked, Aphrodite purred.  “Mmmmmmmmm, that feels so good!” she moaned as her pussy was cleansed by the rapids.  The Island, despite the late autumnal season, still appeared as if in the throes of summer as flowers literally bloomed over every square inch.  Her juices and Ares seed had coated this place for years and infused their passions into the land itself so that even to modern day, Paris is still known as the city of love.  As she bathed in the river, cupping her breasts in her hand with thick sudsy ointments she conjured, her Goddess senses went on alert.  
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Her pussy now growing hot, her nipples erecting, Aphrodite could sense a desperate male gaze on her body.  Giggling, she lifted her left breast to her mouth and licked her ruby nipple as her free hand teased her inner thighs beneath the waters to try an inspire a stronger reaction from her invisible fan.  Instantly she felt a wave of male arousal flow over her from the far bank of the river behind a thick screen of pine trees.   Radiating over her like a boiling hot lava flow she smiled as the arousal fed her own.  
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Grinning to herself, the Goddess luxuriated in the growing desperation she was inciting as this was no mere mortal arousal, but divine arousal.  Even more enticing for her, it was foreign arousal, barbaric, throbbing, primal, uncivilized.  Enjoying having her bath witnessed by some strange unknown God, Aphrodite pulled out all of her seductive weapons in her erotic armory.  Lifting her long lickable legs from the water, she pointed her foot out straight to the heavens and moaned.  As she amped up her display for her hidden audience, she gasped as she sensed a divine dribble of seed hit the earth.  Thinking to herself as she closed her eyes “Whoever it is that is watching me now, I will have that God between my legs as a proper lover.  Fuck Ares and his arrogant assholery, it is time for me to have some fun and receive the proper worship the Goddess of Love demands.”
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Throbbing in the bushes, his animal skin loincloth ripped off so that his erection could swing free squatted Thor.  Eyes as large as the moon, he could not take his eyes off of the sight before him as he slowly stroked his aching rod his eyes devoured her body.  Alarmed by the disappearance of so many Druid Priests and the sudden drying up of sacrifices to the Gods of Valhalla, he had tracked the problem to this spot and was shocked by what he found.   The sight of so many Celtic Beauties lying dead on he shore alarmed him, but when he first saw Aphrodite emerge from the forest he hid so he can watch her more closely.  When she began to bathe, Thor felt his luck was obviously a gift from Odin.  She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen and at that moment he would have given anything to have her.  Dripping his spooge onto the ground as he stroked, he felt his body flash hot as the Goddess stretched her foot towards him from the water.  Finally, he could stand no more and he prepared to make himself known to this beatific vision in the water.
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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 81
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“He looks so peaceful doesn’t he?” Amphrite giggled as Pethio stretched her husband Poseidon’s left ankle to reach the far bed post. Taking the glowing ring from her hand, she stretched it out straight and slipped his limb inside pulling the ring around his ankle tight. Once inside, it snapped shut, entrapping the God quite snug and effectively.
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“For now he does! I can’t wait to see the look on his face when he wakes up!” Pethio laughed as the two gorgeous Goddesses sat back on the mattress and surveyed their work. There on the bed of his undersea palace was Poseidon, erect and throbbing and still deeply asleep. The elixir they had spiked his wine with had acted quite quickly and he had passed out mere seconds after drinking it. Completely naked, he still had the same big grin on his face he had minutes earlier when he thought he was about to finally enjoy a delightful threesome. In his drugged state he was quite easy to move and Pethio and Amphrite were able to tightly bind him extremely wide and spread-eagle to the bed with little exertion. His wrists were bound over his head by one glowing ring and his legs were spread extremely far apart to the foot posts by two others. Spread as wide as he was, every inch of Poseidon’s handsome and rippled body was laid bare for the two beauties to torment however they may wish and Pethio licked her lips at her captive. Completely exposed and helpless, his cock continued to throb and quiver in the deep water of the palace, his large juicy balls hanging low and completely exposed. Turning to Amphrite, Pethio held up the last of the bolts in her hand and spun it on her forefinger. “I will let YOU do the honors my dear! These bonds now belong to you, and only YOU can remove them.” Pethio winked as she spun.
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As Amphrite watched the spinning bolt on Pethio’s finger, an evil grin formed on her mouth. She too licked her lips as she felt her pussy gush as she took it from her hand. Here in her sole and absolute possession was the key to her satisfaction, and to make it even better, the key to Poseidon’s punishment. As she looked down at the circle glowing in her palm, both Goddesses looked at Poseidon bound helplessly asleep on the bed and began to giggle uncontrollably. Still laughing, Amphrite crawled on top of her husband and slowly began to lick and kiss his balls, enjoying the low moans and sighs emitting from his unconscious mouth by her efforts. Licking slowly up his shaft and over his cockhead, she expertly milked and sucked him closer and closer to release, grasping his balls tightly as she monitored his impending orgasm. Right as she felt him begin to contract and stiffen in preparation for a spectacular cumblast, she stopped. Lifting his painfully hard cock up and away from his body, she snapped the ring right around the base of his testicles and after making a loop out of the end she tied the base of his cock tightly and let the loop cinch up into a nice snug prison..
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The sudden warm jolt on his balls and penis woke the God and as Pethio predicted and anticipated, the look on his face was truly priceless. His smiling mouth wide open in an anticipatory moan of suddenly denied pleasure, his eyes grew wide as he looked down the bed at his new radically changed circumstances. There sitting at each of his bare and bound feet were the gorgeous Pethio and his equally beautiful wife Amphrite. Both were gloriously naked and looking back at him with a slightly unnerving and hungry glare that caused him to audibly gulp. Looking at his cock however, his smile turned to a frown as he saw the tight glowing ring cutting into his flesh, trapping his sperm and release tightly away in his suffering and bulging balls.
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“WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!” He screamed as he began to attempt to sit up. Both Goddesses screamed in hysterics when suddenly he reached the end of his short tether and came to the horrifying realization that he was bound and totally helpless as he was yanked back down onto the bed. For a solid five minutes the God hurled an amazing torrent of curses and invectives as he strained pitifully against the lightning bolts of Zeus. Increasingly hilarious in his struggles, the laughter of the Goddesses only enraged him more and caused him to double his efforts but it was no use, he was totally powerless to escape. No power on earth could force the bolts open as only the “owner” of the rings had that power, and that owner, to Poseidon’s downfall, was now his wife.
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As he continued to curse, strain and struggle, Pethio smirked as she ran her gorgeous slim foot up his bound leg. Reaching his balls, she playfully began running circles over his balls and up his twitching shaft. Once his cockhead was reached, she gripped his glans with her toes and grinned. This action seemed to instantly cause an attitude of compliance in Poseidon, and he quickly grew silent. Taking her big toe, she teasingly began circling his sticky slit in a tortuously slow and relentless assault, a tiny bead of pre-cum wetting her flesh. The tiny whimper coming from Poseidon’s throat made Pethio grow hot and moist as she continued to stroke him with her toes.
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“Good boy! It really is best that you not speak now.” she winked as Poseidon struggled to maintain his composure under her sinister footjob. “You really are such a fool Poseidon! Here you have one of the most beautiful Goddesses on Olympus wanting nothing more than to have her own husband worship her delicious pussy, and YOU are such a moron you deny her!!!”
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Poseidon said nothing, but now grew worried as Pethio continued. “Well, I hope you are a fast learner, because she OWNS YOUR ASS NOW!!! Those bolts around your wrists, ankles and, most concerning for you I am sure, your COCK AND BALLS, came from the great God Zeus himself. Nothing you can ever do can release them. Only the owner can take them off, and sadly for you, that owner is your lovely wife Amphrite!!!” Looking at the Goddess as she teased her husband, Pethio stroked her own nipples as this whole scene had made her incredibly hot. Leaning in close to her, Pethio stroked Amphrite’s face as she kissed her way down her neck and lingered over her breasts, licking and teasing each nipple with her hot tongue as she was fast overcome with her own arousal.
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Poseidon could not look away as he watched his wife be seduced by the beautiful Pethio right before his desperate gaze. As Pethio grew more aroused by Amphrite, she removed her foot from Poseidon’s cock that he comically now pumped impotently into the air. The evening had not gone at all as he had planned, and he moaned in frustration as he watched on in erotic fascination as the two Goddesses began kissing and licking each other’s body in a frenzied blur of female flesh. Now with both Goddesses laying on his exposed stomach, Pethio licked the spread inner thigh of Amphrite and turned to look back at the desperate Poseidon.
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“Your wife is really quite delicious! But I am sure you will learn that soon enough.” she laughed as she turned back to dive into Amphrite’s glistening crotch. For a solid hour, the two Goddesses locked themselves in 69 on top of the body of the desperate God, as they teased and licked each other into a frenzy, their mouths exploring each others nether regions with a shocking intensity. With several orgasms down for each of them, the two beauties lay back on Poseidon’s bare and exposed body like a couch, exhausted and spent by their exertions. Pethio, lounging on his lower stomach laughed as she felt the helpless hard cock of the God flop harmlessly against her left ass cheek.
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“Amphrite, I think we got your husband all worked up?” she giggled as she flicked her hair back to indicate the sad penile ballet playing out behind her.
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Clambering over the perfect ass of Pethio to investigate, Amphrite now sat at the foot of the bed and gripped Poseidon’s tormented Prima Donna with her toes. “Oooooh, poor baby!” she cooed as she lovingly ran her toes up and down his shaft. “Does Daddy want to release his load now?”. Poseidon said nothing but could not help whimpering lowly as she slowly and relentlessly stroked him with her beautiful feet. “Well, husband. Tonight I am feeling generous.” she smirked as she winked back at Pethio. “If you please us both with that tongue of yours, that same tongue you have denied me for so long, we will take off your cock loop and give you a nice unfettered lick from the both of us. Does that sound good to you?”
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Poseidon eagerly nodded, desperate to explode his spooge all over the room as soon as he could get free of his prison. As he nodded, he humped the air again causing his hard cock to resume harmlessly smacking against the ass cheek of Pethio. Bemused by his harmless love slaps, she looked back at Amphrite and winked again. Smirking, Amphrite stopped teasing his cock with her feet and climbed up onto his chest to look down into his desperate face. “And to show that I am not a total heartless bitch, while you service us, I will give you some entertainment!” she sniggered as she snapped her finger. Both Poseidon and Pethio looked on in astonishment as her dresser door suddenly opened and the horn of Keto floated out. Laughing hysterically, Pethio covered her mouth with both of her hands while Poseidon looked on in horror. Instantly recognizing the object, he knew exactly what glorious release or torments it could bring.
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“Girl! You are bad!” Pethio kidded as all watched the horn wriggle and spin through the water before finally hovering right over the hard throbbing rod of Poseidon.
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“Horn of Keto, Tease and STROKE!” Amphrite commanded. Guided by the words of the Goddess the horn lightly touched the head of Poseidon’s cock and began to shake, the tip just barely making contact with his tortured flesh. Rotating over the surface, the horn found the one spot on his body that kept him hardest and as it lingered right on the underside of his penis the moans of Poseidon grew even louder. The motion slowed as he got close to cumming and began to speed up if he began to grow even slightly limp.
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“Now, if you try anything FUNNY Poseidon, my horn here can retaliate quite quickly!” she glowered as she snapped her fingers again. Stopping suddenly, the horn flew up off of his cock and began to burrow in-between his legs halting right on the opening of his asshole. The length and circumference of the horn was prodigious and to a virgin unexplored hole like Poseidon’s, it would no doubt be very painful if it suddenly decided to plunge and thrust inside. “I wouldn’t want to open you up like a ripe peach dear Husband, so, make sure you are on your best behavior!!!” she snapped. Smiling, she recognized the look of terror on his face as a sign of compliance.
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Straddling his face, she sighed as she lowered her dripping pussy onto his open mouth. For his part, he did everything he could to try and please her as his mouth tasted her pussy for the first time. Gushing over face, he felt her warm sticky nectar coat his nose as his ears scoured the room for signs of her approval. If she moaned at something he did, he did it more. If she was silent, he moved on to something else. Never before had he concentrated on a task more readily, motivated both by fear of the horn of keto and a desperate desire to finally obtain sweet release from his golden prison. After twenty minutes, he felt his wife’s nails dig into his neck as she quivered on his face, her head thrown back as she screamed in blissful orgasmic explosion. As she slipped off of his face, Pethio climbed up on his chest. Looking down into his sticky glistening mouth, she grabbed both of his ears. “My turn next SLAVE!!!”
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For the rest of the night, the scene was repeated, with each Goddess taking turns riding his tongue. Amphrite was quite pleased as it appeared that her husband was a quick study and seemed to have a natural talent for muff diving. Her grin turned to a frown when she thought of all of the hundreds of years she had gobbled his meat, not once having her own fields tended, but that was all in the past. Watching Pethio shriek as another orgasm was teased out of her womb by her husband, she smiled as she saw he was as hard as ever with the bonds still tightly wrapped around him and the horn of Keto keeping his interest as rigid and desperate as ever.
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Finally dawn broke and the sea began to glow light pink as the warm rays of the morning sun lit the dark waters. Pethio could take no more and rolled off of Poseidon’s tireless tongue and lay her head on his chest. “Amphrite” she said “The night has been fantastic, but I really must go home. I have my own husband to tend to, and, I will be frank, all of this pussy eating has me wanting to give old Mercury a well earned treat.”
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“Understood! But before you go, I think Poseidon has earned his own treat don’t you think?” Amphrite asked.
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“ABSOLUTELY!!!! He is a natural. So, I had 12, how about you?”
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“The same”
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Turning to her husband, Amphrite smiled. “So, are you ready for your treat Husband?” Poseidon could not speak but smiled very widely as he nodded vigorously. Twirling her fingers in the air, he groaned as he felt the ring widen and release off of his cock and balls. He was FREE and he closed his eyes as he prepared for his ultimate fantasy to come true. It had been quite a kinky and difficult night, but now as he saw his wife and the gorgeous Pethio bending over his dick, he felt maybe the torture and teasing had been worth it. Opening their mouths they both began to kiss at the base of his shaft and slowly run their tongues up his rod and over his cock head, swirling their tongues together off the tip. It was sweet torture but he relaxed, wanting to savor and enjoy every moment of his final release. Suddenly, almost as soon as it began, they stopped as they simultaneously yelled out “And TWELVE!!!!” before Amphrite winked at him and dangled the glowing loop in her hand.
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Poseidon’s heart sank as he heard the words of his wife as his eyes pleaded silently for her to continue. “We said we would lick you if you serviced us, but we didn’t say how MANY licks you would get. My price is one orgasm for me, one lick for you, so next time you might want to bank your earnings before you spend them all at once.” Groaning in disbelief and frustration, he once again thrashed violently against his bonds as the two Goddesses laughed at his struggles.
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As Poseidon screamed in frustration, far away on the banks of the Seine, the last druid beauty suddenly collapsed on top of the relentless oral worship of Apollo. His cock at full mast, the God sat up and surveyed the scene of carnage around him.
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It was a terrible sight. Dead bodies littered every square inch of ground, all naked and all with a countenance of complete rapture frozen on their cold dead faces. Shaking his head clear, Apollo looked down at his own cock which was slowly deflating. He ached as both his face, dick and balls had been worked over vigorously for weeks. Remembering his quest, he looked towards the island and saw that the pink cloud was rapidly dissipating. Waving his hand over his body, Apollo clothed himself and returned to his normal God-size. Walking into the mist, he laughed at the sight of his old friend Ares, sitting naked in the river so that the waters could soothe his aching body.
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Ares looked like shit. His hair matted and his body covered in numerous bite marks and scratches, he appeared to have been involved in a vicious battle with Hydra rather than a century long fuck-fest with the Goddess of Love. Hours earlier both he and Aphrodite had emerged from the erotic loop they were caught in when the last of the Druid beauties had succumbed to Apollo’s golden tongue. Having been caught in a perpetual sex loop for over a century, both he and Aphrodite were quite sore when they regained consciousness still unaware of exactly how long they had been on that Island. As Ares looked up and saw his old friend, he painfully grinned, moaning lightly as the cold waters of the Seine soothed his spent and tortured balls.
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“Holy Lords of Chaos Apollo, what on earth are you doing here?” he called out from the river, cupping his nudity with his hand as he was startled by being discovered.
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“You are in a world of shit Ares!!!! Everyone has been looking for you for years and Zeus is FURIOUS!!!!” Apollo responded to his friend.
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“YEARS?” Ares barked back in disbelief.
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“Yes, YEARS!!!!” Apollo responded and then proceeded to fill in the hapless oversexed God of war of what he had missed during his tryst. Ares looked astonished when he realized that he and Aphrodite had been trapped so long in their love making Odyssey, but he had to admit it explained the terrible pain in his balls. Now that the cloud was completely dissolved, the piles of dead Druid lovelies on the shore explained a lot and he jabbed Apollo admiringly in the shoulder as he explained how he had “fucked them free” from the accidental curse. When the impending war with the Egyptians was described, Ares instantly perked up and stood erect in the river, magically donning his finest armor in preparation for battle.
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“OK Apollo, obviously we need to leave right away. You know, the only thing I like more than fucking right?” Ares asked, his mind now completely clear and his blood flowing rapidly and boiling hot in his veins. Apollo shrugged as Ares continued. “Killing!!!” he yelled, unsheathing his sword, they both launched into the air for the flight back to Olympus.
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As they soared into the heavens, Apollo asked “Ares, where is Aphrodite by the way?” Ares just shrugged in returrn.
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“Who the fuck knows? When I came to, all I knew was my balls felt like they had been chewed on by Cereberus and that crazy bitch was gone! Let me tell you Apollo, she may be the most beautiful and sexy Goddess on Olympus, but she is a quite demanding lay!!!” Laughing as they chatted the two Gods disappeared into a large white cloud in the east and quickly made their way back to Olympus.
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As they left, Aphrodite emerged from the forest and returned to the Island wobbling unsteadily on her noodle-like legs. Swaying gingerly as she walked as she was still recovering from her “ordeal” so she was forced to take very small and deliberate steps, everything hurting from her long lovemaking session with Ares. Despite her century long sexual activity she still looked as lovely as ever.
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When the spell was finally broken by Apollo, as her mind cleared she was not sad to have Ares stop his lovemaking and fall asleep. Despite having a torrid and sexually explosive relationship, she was oddly not satisfied when they actually consummated their affair, preferring the build up and anticipation far better than the actual act. Ares sexy body and bad boy ways definitely got her juices flowing, but he was spectacularly bad in bed as he never really attended to her needs properly. All aggression and boasting, he mostly was just all “in and out” and despite her pussy being incredibly sore by his multi-year thrusts, she still was surprisingly horny as he had not quite scratched her itch. Returning to the island from her walk, she was not sad to see him gone.
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Happy to be alone, Aphrodite sank her gorgeous naked body into the cool waters of the Seine and sighed. The autumn chilled waters felt heavenly over her body which steamed as the river rippled over her glowing golden skin. Being caught in a mult-century erotic fuckfest loop takes a toll on one’s body, even a God’s, and the cold waters began to strengthen her tired limbs.
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Running her hand up her thigh as she soaked, Aphrodite purred. “Mmmmmmmmm, that feels so good!” she moaned as her pussy was cleansed by the rapids. The Island, despite the late autumnal season, still appeared as if in the throes of summer as flowers literally bloomed over every square inch. Her juices and Ares seed had coated this place for years and infused their passions into the land itself so that even to modern day, Paris is still known as the city of love. As she bathed in the river, cupping her breasts in her hand with thick sudsy ointments she conjured, her Goddess senses went on alert.
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Her pussy now growing hot, her nipples erecting, Aphrodite could sense a desperate male gaze on her body. Giggling, she lifted her left breast to her mouth and licked her ruby nipple as her free hand teased her inner thighs beneath the waters to try an inspire a stronger reaction from her invisible fan. Instantly she felt a wave of male arousal flow over her from the far bank of the river behind a thick screen of pine trees. Radiating over her like a boiling hot lava flow she smiled as the arousal fed her own.
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Grinning to herself, the Goddess luxuriated in the growing desperation she was inciting as this was no mere mortal arousal, but divine arousal. Even more enticing for her, it was foreign arousal, barbaric, throbbing, primal, uncivilized. Enjoying having her bath witnessed by some strange unknown God, Aphrodite pulled out all of her seductive weapons in her erotic armory. Lifting her long lickable legs from the water, she pointed her foot out straight to the heavens and moaned. As she amped up her display for her hidden audience, she gasped as she sensed a divine dribble of seed hit the earth. Thinking to herself as she closed her eyes “Whoever it is that is watching me now, I will have that God between my legs as a proper lover. Fuck Ares and his arrogant assholery, it is time for me to have some fun and receive the proper worship the Goddess of Love demands.”
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Throbbing in the bushes, his animal skin loincloth ripped off so that his erection could swing free squatted Thor. Eyes as large as the moon, he could not take his eyes off of the sight before him as he slowly stroked his aching rod his eyes devoured her body. Alarmed by the disappearance of so many Druid Priests and the sudden drying up of sacrifices to the Gods of Valhalla, he had tracked the problem to this spot and was shocked by what he found. The sight of so many Celtic Beauties lying dead on he shore alarmed him, but when he first saw Aphrodite emerge from the forest he hid so he can watch her more closely. When she began to bathe, Thor felt his luck was obviously a gift from Odin. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen and at that moment he would have given anything to have her. Dripping his spooge onto the ground as he stroked, he felt his body flash hot as the Goddess stretched her foot towards him from the water. Finally, he could stand no more and he prepared to make himself known to this beatific vision in the water.
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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 80
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His arms and legs outstretched to its maximum extension, Demetrius hung paralyzed against the cold marble walls of the labryinth, his mouth locked open in a silent scream.  Ripped out of the warm wet velvety pussy of the glorious Carya right at the moment of his long denied orgasm, his whole body was as tense as steel as he hovered at the brink of release.  His cock, erect and throbbing, bulged and pulsated in front of his suffering body while a single drop of pre-cum beaded on his slit.  Golden and glowing, his cum dew lit the room as he helplessly thrust into the empty air.  A single stroke would have released him fully and he moaned pitifully as he desperately tried to get any friction onto his dick to finish him off.  It was sadly not meant to be.
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Ishtar stood in bemused silence watching her new prey so desperately trying to get off and cackled evilly through the cold dark halls of the labryinth at his increasingly hilarious gyrations. Kneeling now on the floor, she spread her great dark wings out fully and leaned in closely to inspect his tormented package.  Demetrius held his breath as he felt the cold wind emerge from her mouth and caress his balls and cockhead.
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“You are such a FOOL Demetrius!  If only you had offered your orgasm to the true Goddess of Love, ME, instead of that redneck whore Aphrodite.  If you had you would be emptying these suffering balls of yours into my gorgeous servant Carya right now!!”  As she spoke, her soft silky fingers ran circles over his balls in a continuous torturous loop.  Smiling, she felt the centuries of built up cum boiling inside, so close to release that each sperm squirmed and bucked like wild horses itching to bolt from their stables.  
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Watching the long string of pre-cum drool out onto the floor, Ishtar grinned.  It glowed and pulsed in the darkness and the Goddess’s curiosity was piqued.  Opening her mouth, her deep red forked tongue rolled out over her sharp fangs and cupped right under his cockhead.  She made sure not to touch him as one stroke on his penis would have caused an instant eruption, and she was determined that his sacriledge must be punished.  As the spooge drizzled onto her hot tongue, she slurped it into her mouth and instantly her eyes grew wide.
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The denied lust and desperate arousal of centuries swirled over her taste buds like fine wine and she purred loudly at the delicious taste of his aged vintage.  
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“Oh great Goddess Gaia that is delicious!  I was going to kill you, but now I think I have a better plan.” she giggled as she took another sip.  
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Delirious and desperate, Demetrius begged.  “Please Goddess, PLEASE!!!!  Just one lick, one stroke, I I I CAN’T TAKE IT!!!!  AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
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Rather than be moved by his begging, his pitiful wails seemed only to inflame her lust and desire for vengeance.  Carya, her eyes black with lust, shook her head violently as she now came to her senses.  Seeing her savior naked and desperate on the wall, she leapt up and ran towards him, throwing her gloriously naked and curvy body on the floor in front of the Goddess’ feet.
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“Oh glorious God Mother Ishtar, MERCY!  Mercy for my savior PLEASE, I bet you!!!” she begged, weeping hysterically and showering Ishtar’s toes with her tears and her wet kisses.
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Ishtar smirked and stroked her chin.  It was a conundrum.  On one hand, this boy obviously was divinely guided as he had released Carya from her curse, but on the other hand he had insulted her in her own temple.  Licking her lips, the sweet delicious taste of his desperation slaked her thirst and calmed her rage.  Looking more closely at him now, she noticed his slight glow and, grasping his balls with her hand, she grinned.
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“Now it makes sense!” she exclaimed as she fondled his testicles through her fingers.  “You are immortal aren’t you boy?  And further, you are immune from magic!”  Moving her body close to his she raked her nails up his stomach and over his nipples, feeling every ripple of his muscled frame as she traveled.  “You aren’t a God though, but you are divinely protected.”  Feeling his balls again, she winked “And deliciously cursed!”  
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Laughing she stood back and patted Carya’s head.  “Your savior will live my dear!  He has a divine mission and I will not stand in his way.”  Carya, crying now for joy kissed Ishtar’s feet and continuously thanked the Goddess.  “But, he still must pay for his blasphemy, even if it was unintentional.”  
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Demetrius moaned as he felt his orgasm start to subside back down into his balls and seal away again.  To be so close to release only to have it snatched away at the last moment was truly a cruel fate, and he opened his mouth to beg Aphrodite for help before his rational mind kicked in and counseled that silence would be best under these circumstances.  Still spread-eagle and paralyzed on the wall, he looked down at his suffering cock which oozed pre-cum in a torrent on the floor.  His balls were too stimulated and the pressure was bringing a rich harvest of his sticky clear essence that sadly brought no relief to his denied lust.
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Bringing her bare foot in-between Demetrius’s legs, Ishtar drew a circle on the ground under his drooling cock and a large golden goblet appeared.  Seeing him dripping into the goblet, she leaned forward again and snatched a drop from mid-air and sucked it down.  Her wings quivered as she savored his denied lust again on her tongue, and his sexual suffering fed her own aroused thirst.  “DELICIOUS!!!!!  Simply DELICIOUS!!!! ” she cried as she fed on his denial which stroked and teased her own arousal.  Winking, she turned to Carya and smirked.  “My punishment is light.  All he will have to do is provide that delicious nectar of his for my own wine, and once I have slaked my thirst he can go.   I won’t be greedy, 100 gallons for my stock is all I will need.”
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Demetrius was horrified as he realized it would take decades to fill 100 gallons as   his stream was constant but very thin.  Ishtar, seeing his desperate glance at the goblet laughed.  “You are a such sexy boy even if you are only a human.  Rare is the mortal man that stirs my divine pussy, but YOU certainly have!”  Demetrius still could not speak but his eyes watered in desperation as he viewed Ishtar more clearly.  She was beautiful, beyond beautiful, and as his hungry desperate eyes devoured her naked and perfectly rounded feminine form his cock twitched and reached out to her. 
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Laughing,  Isthar looked down at his suffering rod and smiled.  “I see I meet your approval!  Am I prettier than that bitch Aphrodite, Demetrius?  Does my body cause your cum to boil more rapidly than her’s did?”  Rubbing her erect nipples between her fingers she moaned as she returned his gaze.  “Your drooling cock is making me hot Demetrius!  Your centuries denied orgasm and desperation is making me drip!”  Squatting on the floor the Goddess stretched her legs out widely and spread her wings out fully.  Bending her black leathery wings forward she stroked her inner thighs with the feathery tips as she tweaked and played with her own nipples.  She was insanely aroused by this human and his desperate silent pleas for release only made her hotter.  
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Demetrius could not take his eyes off of the Goddess as he saw her pussy spread before him as she squatted. Glistening with her own nectar, Ishtar began moaning as her stomach began to undulate before him.  He could not stand the pressure continuing to build in his testicles and began to struggle violently at his invisible bonds holding him to the wall, wanting nothing more than the privilege of diving head first into her lap and covering his whole face in her sticky warm emissions.   Ishtar could read his thoughts and smiled as she viewed the image of him slaving away between her legs and his fantasies fed hers as her arousal continued to grow.   Moaning and cooing, her belly began to roll in waves as a huge flood of her own juices began flooding out onto the cold floor.  
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Dropping out of her warm cave like globs of golden honey, it was a huge load she excreted.  As she continued to flow her nectar out, she slowly ran her finger over her throbbing clit as her body exploded in a long orgasm.  Standing now, she looked down at the glob of honey on the floor and smirked, looking back at Demetrius who stared at it in horrified fascination.  He continued to drool his own arousal into the goblet as he continued to hover on the brink of orgasm.  Desperate, he violently thrashed and humped the air, his mind in fog and his whole being wanting nothing more than to worship the Goddess before him.  
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Ishtar grinned as she saw the light covering of pre-cum in the golden chalice and watched the long thin stream oozing out of his cock.  If he ever was going to produce the amount she needed, he would have to drip faster than this.  Turning to Demetrius her eyes met his and the desperate blank animal stare in his eyes made her smile even wider. 
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Don’t worry Demetrius, I will help you out. I can see that your production is light, but perhaps my honey nymphs can help you out.”  Clapping her hands, the puddle of her own honey in between her feet began to throb and glow.  Separating into two puddles and then four, it continued to divide until there were twelve golden puddles twitching and pulsing on the floor.  Suddenly, the globs began to twitch and grow, slowly forming into human shapes as they expanded.  Demetrius was transfixed as he saw a beautiful pair of breasts form out of the honey, and then a long luscious leg extend from the puddle.  Within minutes the globs had transmogrified into their beautiful womanly shapes and each stood in amazement as their liquid hands explored their new forms.  Warm and sticky, the forms took on the shapes of gorgeous nymphs tweaked to his own fantasies, but as they were not solid, everything jiggled and bounced as they explored their new bodies.  Mindless and soulless these were not normal living creatures, but complete zombie-like creations of the Goddess, made purely of her own vaginal excretions.   Now completed, they all eyed Demetrius on the wall with a desperate hunger and attacked him in an erotic frenzy.  Covered completely by their warm sticky bodies, every touch of their gelantenous forms against his flesh caused him to shriek in pleasure, keeping him desperately hard, drooling and right on the edge.
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Newly born from the emission of the Goddess, these creatures had one mission and that was to milk this man displayed before them of as much pre-cum as they could.  Not needing food, drink or rest, they would play, tease, tickle, lick and suck poor Demetrius day and night without stop.  One honey nymph wriggled her soft warm fingers into his ass and found his prostrate which she vigorously began to torment by light circular strokes.  The air was silent except for the continuous growling moans of Demetrius as he humped the air impotently as the splash of his own emanations grew louder into the goblet.
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Carya, despite months of fucking and finally being released from her curse, found herself wetter than ever as she watched the honey nymphs working him over.  They seemed to know every inch of his body better than she did, and as one licked his nipple, two others sucked on his balls while a third lightly stroked the underside of his rock hard cock.  His toes curling and his legs shaking, Demetrius thought he certainly would die as he hovered right at the gate of release.  Moaning uncontrollably, all he could do was pitifully beg as he drooled his essence into the goblet under the bemused gaze of Ishtar.  Unable to control herself, Carya leapt up and pushed several of the nymphs out of the way and opened her mouth to take his cock inside her lips fully.  Now with her mind again swept away in lust, she could not take seeing him suffer any longer and wanted him to release his seed into her mouth.
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Right as she was about to swallow his knob, Ishtar raised her hand and the entire room froze.  “Well now, it seems like Demetrius here has a fan!  Well, he needs punishment and I know that  you Carya are the one human on earth who can release his seed, so…” Waving her hand, Carya felt an electric surge rush through her body.  As it passed, she tried to close her lips onto his rod but found that she could not.  Reaching up with her hand, she could get close to his flesh but not actually touch him, a repellent force pushing back on her body right at the moment of contact.  Desperate, she tried again and found that with the very tip of her tongue she could lick one tiny spot on his perineum but that was it.  His penis was off limits to her mouth and pussy by the spell of Ishtar.  Licking the tiny spot was not enough to get him off, but in a devilish twist it was enough to cause him even more tremendous arousal and desperation.  
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Ishtar laughed at her handiwork as she saw Carya desperately trying to suck him off while Demetrius rolled his eyes back in his head and thrust forward in a complete frenzy.  “There we go!  Carya, I cannot allow you to release his seed, but, you can get a taste!”  Reaching down for the goblet which was just barely covered in a thin coat of his spunk, Ishtar slurped it down and purred and then passed it to Carya.  “He truly is delicious!  I may keep him here permanently as my own milk cow!”  Smiling, the Goddess dissolved in a large thick green mist, leaving Demetrius suffering under the relentless teasing ministrations of the honey Nymphs with Carya looking dumbfounded as she held the goblet in her trembling hand. 
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For a solid week, Carya tried everything she could to get him off but sadly realized that she was only increasing his torture not helping.  The honey nymphs continued their work unceasingly and the cup slowly but surely began to fill . Ishtar continued to visit and drink the contents right before the goblet was full so the whole process would begin again.  Carya knew she must help Demetrius and realized that Ishtar’s curse on her prevented any relief to come from her own body.  She could not touch him, but in an ironic and delightful twist, he could touch her and despite his suffering, his mind was clear enough for her to speak with.  Carya not only wanted to help Demetrius, but she desperately wanted to return to Greece to her God Boyfriend Dionysus, and he was her ticket back. 
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Leaving the Labryinth, Carya stroked Demetrius’s sweat covered and quivering face, promising to return as soon as possible.  She needed to somehow get him away from the honey nymphs and alone so they could escape, and for this she needed to leave him for a while until she could come up with a plan.  Groaning in delicious agony, he mouthed desperate pleas as she walked through the dark halls to the outside world.  Left alone now with his tormentors, Demetrius fell into despair as yet again Isthar appeared and drank down his goblet right as he had filled it.   
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Carya’s sudden return from the labryinth, healed of her curse, caused all of Babylon to erupt in pandemonium.  For years countless sacrifices had been made on her behalf and now that she was restored, the whole kingdom celebrated.  King Dion most of all was beyond joy having his daughter returned to him.  For weeks, feasts and banquets were continuously held in her honor but despite the relief and happiness all around her, Carya remained sad and anxious.  
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At night her thoughts drifted back to her time with the God Dionysus, and of course her savior Demetrius, and she wanted to return to Greece as soon as possible.  The thought of Demetrius perpetually teased by the silken hands of the phantom nymphs both horrified and oddly aroused her, and her own fingers teased her sex as she thought of the poor desperate Demetrius drooling and dripping away perpetually into Ishtar’s goblet.   She had no idea how to help him but nightly prayed to Ishtar for mercy.  Sadly silence was all she received in return for her pleas.
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Back in the Labryinth however Demetrius finally had a bit of luck.  The honey nymphs were all instinct without thought and were pre-programmed only to milk him, not to be focused on any pleasure for themselves.  For weeks he was milked by their sticky hands, bodies and mouths, but was unable to reach them with his own mouth or cock.  Late one day however, the nymphs had removed him from the wall and were holding him down so they could reach his body easier when one got too close to his mouth and found her own gelatinous pussy suddenly engulfed by his ravenous tongue.  
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Unable to understand the feelings of pleasure ripping through her warm liquid body, the feeling of his tongue sucking hard on her honey clit caused her whole fluid body to ripple and pulsate in confusing yet delightful bursts of rapture as her orgasm built in her body. Dropping his balls out of her hands, the nymph suddenly shrieked in abject pleasure and burst into a golden sticky shower, returning to the puddle from which she had originally emerged as the startling orgasm dissolved her body.  
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Seeing one of their companions so enraptured by pleasure, the honey nymphs paused and began to fight over who got to ride his face next.  For the next several hours one by one was licked and sucked to oblivion as Demetrius ate his way to freedom, the floor quickly becoming soaked in the watery sticky remains of spent honey nymph pleasure.  As the last two nymphs dissolved, he found himself free.  Fortune again smiled on him as Ishtar was occupied with her husband Marduk, riding his face as Demetrius’s was ridden by her nymphs.  The continuous supply of his own desperate pre-cum had so inflamed the Goddess that she attacked Marduk and threw him down violently when he entered their bedroom from his hunting trip in Persia.  Her pussy so expertly eaten by her God-Husband, Isthar screamed in pleasure as the wine Demetrius provided her acted as the ultimate aphrodisiac for her own desires.  Occupied as she was, Demetrius had enough time to find his way out of the labryinth before she would return in the morning for another goblet full of his harvest.
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Naked, sticky and throbbing, he found his way through the dark streets of Babylon to the palace.  Reaching hundreds of feet into the air, he quickly scaled the walls, his climb made much easier by the overhanging fruit trees on the balconies.  Reaching a large patio on the upper floors, Demetrius smiled as he peered through the window and saw Carya alone in her bath.  Closing his eyes, he prayed silently to Aphrodite a thanksgiving for guiding him so perfectly in this quest.  Knocking on the window, Carya’s whole face brightened as she saw her savior standing naked and throbbing outside.
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“DEMETRIUS!!!!” she whispered.  “How on earth did you escape?  I was afraid I would never see you again.”
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Kissing him deeply, her own pussy instantly grew wet as the taste of the honey nymphs rolled over her tongue as he was coated in their fluids.  With no time for lengthy discussion, Carya quickly arranged for her servants to bring a covered cart to the back of the palace for their escape.  Following her lover down the branches of the hanging gardens, she hid him in the back of the cart as she changed from her gown of shimmering gold to the more modest dress of a merchant woman for disguise.  Looking back at the exhausted Demetrius sleeping on the floor of the cart, his cock still throbbing and hard and his balls bluer than ever, she smiled as she flicked the whip on the horses and launched the vehicle into movement.  Dawn was just lighting the eastern skies and in the rose and violet cool air of early morning, she and Demetrius rolled out of the main gate of Babylon into the open expanse of the wide desert.  It would take several days to reach the Syrian coast, and they were in a race against time.  Ishtar would eventually discover his escape, and her wrath would be severe if caught. 
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The trip across the desert was shorter than anticipated as Carya brought countless gold with her on the journey and was able to buy a continuous stream of fresh horses.  This allowed them to travel essentially twenty four hours a day, and within four days they both smiled as the deep blue waters of the Mediterranean Sea opened up on the horizon.  Demetrius, now largely restored to health yet as desperate and horny as ever, guided the cart down the beach and pointed to the small rocky island off-shore.  This is where he anchored his ship so many months earlier, and he hoped it was still there.
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Having purchased a raft the two climbed in and Demetrius began to paddle against the strong currents while Carya laid back and watched his handsome naked body flex and strain as he struggled against the riptide.  Running her foot over his back, she smiled and bit her finger as he looked back at her and winked.  Soon they would be on-board his ship and out to sea, her reunion with Dionysus closer than ever but her emotions were conflicted.  Closing her eyes tightly, she smiled but felt bittersweet regret.  She would miss Babylon and was sure that her father would be devastated by her absence again, but her desire for her God lover was too strong to resist.  Demetrius would return her to Dionysus, and for this, and for healing her of her curse, she was eternally grateful.  She grimaced however as she realized that the one gift she could give Demetrius in return, that of blessed relief, Ishtar had taken from her.   As they circled the small rocky island, Demetrius exhaled in deep relief as he saw that his ship was right where he had left it.
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Climbing on board, they quickly set sail and caught the morning wind.  Thebes was weeks off and now away from Babylon, both could relax as Ishtar’s domain did not extend into the Greek world.  As they sailed west, far to the east Ishtar yawned and stretched as she smiled at her exhausted and honey coated husband sleeping beside her. She had ridden his face for days, and giggled as she realized that her special “Demetrius” drink made her already raging lust even stronger.  Reaching for her goblet beside her dresser, she frowned as she saw it was empty.  Waving her hand over her body, she dissolved into smoke and reformed in the labryinth, her beautiful face smiling as she prepared to gather another quaff from the throbbing tap of Demetrius.
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Her smile quickly disappeared into a frightening scowl as she saw that instead of her drooling dripping prisoner being tortured by her honey nymphs, only throbbing puddles remained in the empty chamber.  Her divine voice shaking the foundations of the temple, Ishtar shrieked  “DEMETRIUS!!!!!!!!  I WILL HAVE YOU AS MY MILK COW FOREVER NOW!!!!!!”
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Out on the blue waters of the Mediterranean, Carya crawled over to the resting Demetrius, looking unbelievably delicious in his naked drooling state.  “I wish I could relieve your suffering!” she whispered as she ran the tip of her tongue over the one tiny spot on his dick that was not off limits to her by Ishtar’s curse.  Grimacing at her teasing, Demetrius could stand no more and grabbed her ankles and flipped her back onto the deck.  Plunging his mouth onto her sex like a ravenous wolf her howls of pleasure filled his ears with delight.  Although she could not relieve the pressure in his balls, her beauty and taste was too much to resist.  As he began to lick and suck her to yet another orgasm, the fluids flowing into his mouth caused him to smile as her pleasure filled him with a kind of vicarious relief.  The trip to Thebes would be long, and for most of the journey this is how they both would pass the time, with Carya clawing at his neck while he licked and kissed every inch of her glorious body to wave after wave of creamy satisfaction.  
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Aphrodite’s Curse - Part 80
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His arms and legs outstretched to its maximum extension, Demetrius hung paralyzed against the cold marble walls of the labryinth, his mouth locked open in a silent scream. Ripped out of the warm wet velvety pussy of the glorious Carya right at the moment of his long denied orgasm, his whole body was as tense as steel as he hovered at the brink of release. His cock, erect and throbbing, bulged and pulsated in front of his suffering body while a single drop of pre-cum beaded on his slit. Golden and glowing, his cum dew lit the room as he helplessly thrust into the empty air. A single stroke would have released him fully and he moaned pitifully as he desperately tried to get any friction onto his dick to finish him off. It was sadly not meant to be.
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Ishtar stood in bemused silence watching her new prey so desperately trying to get off and cackled evilly through the cold dark halls of the labryinth at his increasingly hilarious gyrations. Kneeling now on the floor, she spread her great dark wings out fully and leaned in closely to inspect his tormented package. Demetrius held his breath as he felt the cold wind emerge from her mouth and caress his balls and cockhead.
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“You are such a FOOL Demetrius! If only you had offered your orgasm to the true Goddess of Love, ME, instead of that redneck whore Aphrodite. If you had you would be emptying these suffering balls of yours into my gorgeous servant Carya right now!!” As she spoke, her soft silky fingers ran circles over his balls in a continuous torturous loop. Smiling, she felt the centuries of built up cum boiling inside, so close to release that each sperm squirmed and bucked like wild horses itching to bolt from their stables.
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Watching the long string of pre-cum drool out onto the floor, Ishtar grinned. It glowed and pulsed in the darkness and the Goddess’s curiosity was piqued. Opening her mouth, her deep red forked tongue rolled out over her sharp fangs and cupped right under his cockhead. She made sure not to touch him as one stroke on his penis would have caused an instant eruption, and she was determined that his sacriledge must be punished. As the spooge drizzled onto her hot tongue, she slurped it into her mouth and instantly her eyes grew wide.
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The denied lust and desperate arousal of centuries swirled over her taste buds like fine wine and she purred loudly at the delicious taste of his aged vintage.
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“Oh great Goddess Gaia that is delicious! I was going to kill you, but now I think I have a better plan.” she giggled as she took another sip.
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Delirious and desperate, Demetrius begged. “Please Goddess, PLEASE!!!! Just one lick, one stroke, I I I CAN’T TAKE IT!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
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Rather than be moved by his begging, his pitiful wails seemed only to inflame her lust and desire for vengeance. Carya, her eyes black with lust, shook her head violently as she now came to her senses. Seeing her savior naked and desperate on the wall, she leapt up and ran towards him, throwing her gloriously naked and curvy body on the floor in front of the Goddess’ feet.
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“Oh glorious God Mother Ishtar, MERCY! Mercy for my savior PLEASE, I bet you!!!” she begged, weeping hysterically and showering Ishtar’s toes with her tears and her wet kisses.
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Ishtar smirked and stroked her chin. It was a conundrum. On one hand, this boy obviously was divinely guided as he had released Carya from her curse, but on the other hand he had insulted her in her own temple. Licking her lips, the sweet delicious taste of his desperation slaked her thirst and calmed her rage. Looking more closely at him now, she noticed his slight glow and, grasping his balls with her hand, she grinned.
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“Now it makes sense!” she exclaimed as she fondled his testicles through her fingers. “You are immortal aren’t you boy? And further, you are immune from magic!” Moving her body close to his she raked her nails up his stomach and over his nipples, feeling every ripple of his muscled frame as she traveled. “You aren’t a God though, but you are divinely protected.” Feeling his balls again, she winked “And deliciously cursed!”
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Laughing she stood back and patted Carya’s head. “Your savior will live my dear! He has a divine mission and I will not stand in his way.” Carya, crying now for joy kissed Ishtar’s feet and continuously thanked the Goddess. “But, he still must pay for his blasphemy, even if it was unintentional.”
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Demetrius moaned as he felt his orgasm start to subside back down into his balls and seal away again. To be so close to release only to have it snatched away at the last moment was truly a cruel fate, and he opened his mouth to beg Aphrodite for help before his rational mind kicked in and counseled that silence would be best under these circumstances. Still spread-eagle and paralyzed on the wall, he looked down at his suffering cock which oozed pre-cum in a torrent on the floor. His balls were too stimulated and the pressure was bringing a rich harvest of his sticky clear essence that sadly brought no relief to his denied lust.
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Bringing her bare foot in-between Demetrius’s legs, Ishtar drew a circle on the ground under his drooling cock and a large golden goblet appeared. Seeing him dripping into the goblet, she leaned forward again and snatched a drop from mid-air and sucked it down. Her wings quivered as she savored his denied lust again on her tongue, and his sexual suffering fed her own aroused thirst. “DELICIOUS!!!!! Simply DELICIOUS!!!! ” she cried as she fed on his denial which stroked and teased her own arousal. Winking, she turned to Carya and smirked. “My punishment is light. All he will have to do is provide that delicious nectar of his for my own wine, and once I have slaked my thirst he can go. I won’t be greedy, 100 gallons for my stock is all I will need.”
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Demetrius was horrified as he realized it would take decades to fill 100 gallons as his stream was constant but very thin. Ishtar, seeing his desperate glance at the goblet laughed. “You are a such sexy boy even if you are only a human. Rare is the mortal man that stirs my divine pussy, but YOU certainly have!” Demetrius still could not speak but his eyes watered in desperation as he viewed Ishtar more clearly. She was beautiful, beyond beautiful, and as his hungry desperate eyes devoured her naked and perfectly rounded feminine form his cock twitched and reached out to her.
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Laughing, Isthar looked down at his suffering rod and smiled. “I see I meet your approval! Am I prettier than that bitch Aphrodite, Demetrius? Does my body cause your cum to boil more rapidly than her’s did?” Rubbing her erect nipples between her fingers she moaned as she returned his gaze. “Your drooling cock is making me hot Demetrius! Your centuries denied orgasm and desperation is making me drip!” Squatting on the floor the Goddess stretched her legs out widely and spread her wings out fully. Bending her black leathery wings forward she stroked her inner thighs with the feathery tips as she tweaked and played with her own nipples. She was insanely aroused by this human and his desperate silent pleas for release only made her hotter.
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Demetrius could not take his eyes off of the Goddess as he saw her pussy spread before him as she squatted. Glistening with her own nectar, Ishtar began moaning as her stomach began to undulate before him. He could not stand the pressure continuing to build in his testicles and began to struggle violently at his invisible bonds holding him to the wall, wanting nothing more than the privilege of diving head first into her lap and covering his whole face in her sticky warm emissions. Ishtar could read his thoughts and smiled as she viewed the image of him slaving away between her legs and his fantasies fed hers as her arousal continued to grow. Moaning and cooing, her belly began to roll in waves as a huge flood of her own juices began flooding out onto the cold floor.
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Dropping out of her warm cave like globs of golden honey, it was a huge load she excreted. As she continued to flow her nectar out, she slowly ran her finger over her throbbing clit as her body exploded in a long orgasm. Standing now, she looked down at the glob of honey on the floor and smirked, looking back at Demetrius who stared at it in horrified fascination. He continued to drool his own arousal into the goblet as he continued to hover on the brink of orgasm. Desperate, he violently thrashed and humped the air, his mind in fog and his whole being wanting nothing more than to worship the Goddess before him.
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Ishtar grinned as she saw the light covering of pre-cum in the golden chalice and watched the long thin stream oozing out of his cock. If he ever was going to produce the amount she needed, he would have to drip faster than this. Turning to Demetrius her eyes met his and the desperate blank animal stare in his eyes made her smile even wider.
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Don’t worry Demetrius, I will help you out. I can see that your production is light, but perhaps my honey nymphs can help you out.” Clapping her hands, the puddle of her own honey in between her feet began to throb and glow. Separating into two puddles and then four, it continued to divide until there were twelve golden puddles twitching and pulsing on the floor. Suddenly, the globs began to twitch and grow, slowly forming into human shapes as they expanded. Demetrius was transfixed as he saw a beautiful pair of breasts form out of the honey, and then a long luscious leg extend from the puddle. Within minutes the globs had transmogrified into their beautiful womanly shapes and each stood in amazement as their liquid hands explored their new forms. Warm and sticky, the forms took on the shapes of gorgeous nymphs tweaked to his own fantasies, but as they were not solid, everything jiggled and bounced as they explored their new bodies. Mindless and soulless these were not normal living creatures, but complete zombie-like creations of the Goddess, made purely of her own vaginal excretions. Now completed, they all eyed Demetrius on the wall with a desperate hunger and attacked him in an erotic frenzy. Covered completely by their warm sticky bodies, every touch of their gelantenous forms against his flesh caused him to shriek in pleasure, keeping him desperately hard, drooling and right on the edge.
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Newly born from the emission of the Goddess, these creatures had one mission and that was to milk this man displayed before them of as much pre-cum as they could. Not needing food, drink or rest, they would play, tease, tickle, lick and suck poor Demetrius day and night without stop. One honey nymph wriggled her soft warm fingers into his ass and found his prostrate which she vigorously began to torment by light circular strokes. The air was silent except for the continuous growling moans of Demetrius as he humped the air impotently as the splash of his own emanations grew louder into the goblet.
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Carya, despite months of fucking and finally being released from her curse, found herself wetter than ever as she watched the honey nymphs working him over. They seemed to know every inch of his body better than she did, and as one licked his nipple, two others sucked on his balls while a third lightly stroked the underside of his rock hard cock. His toes curling and his legs shaking, Demetrius thought he certainly would die as he hovered right at the gate of release. Moaning uncontrollably, all he could do was pitifully beg as he drooled his essence into the goblet under the bemused gaze of Ishtar. Unable to control herself, Carya leapt up and pushed several of the nymphs out of the way and opened her mouth to take his cock inside her lips fully. Now with her mind again swept away in lust, she could not take seeing him suffer any longer and wanted him to release his seed into her mouth.
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Right as she was about to swallow his knob, Ishtar raised her hand and the entire room froze. “Well now, it seems like Demetrius here has a fan! Well, he needs punishment and I know that you Carya are the one human on earth who can release his seed, so…” Waving her hand, Carya felt an electric surge rush through her body. As it passed, she tried to close her lips onto his rod but found that she could not. Reaching up with her hand, she could get close to his flesh but not actually touch him, a repellent force pushing back on her body right at the moment of contact. Desperate, she tried again and found that with the very tip of her tongue she could lick one tiny spot on his perineum but that was it. His penis was off limits to her mouth and pussy by the spell of Ishtar. Licking the tiny spot was not enough to get him off, but in a devilish twist it was enough to cause him even more tremendous arousal and desperation.
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Ishtar laughed at her handiwork as she saw Carya desperately trying to suck him off while Demetrius rolled his eyes back in his head and thrust forward in a complete frenzy. “There we go! Carya, I cannot allow you to release his seed, but, you can get a taste!” Reaching down for the goblet which was just barely covered in a thin coat of his spunk, Ishtar slurped it down and purred and then passed it to Carya. “He truly is delicious! I may keep him here permanently as my own milk cow!” Smiling, the Goddess dissolved in a large thick green mist, leaving Demetrius suffering under the relentless teasing ministrations of the honey Nymphs with Carya looking dumbfounded as she held the goblet in her trembling hand.
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For a solid week, Carya tried everything she could to get him off but sadly realized that she was only increasing his torture not helping. The honey nymphs continued their work unceasingly and the cup slowly but surely began to fill . Ishtar continued to visit and drink the contents right before the goblet was full so the whole process would begin again. Carya knew she must help Demetrius and realized that Ishtar’s curse on her prevented any relief to come from her own body. She could not touch him, but in an ironic and delightful twist, he could touch her and despite his suffering, his mind was clear enough for her to speak with. Carya not only wanted to help Demetrius, but she desperately wanted to return to Greece to her God Boyfriend Dionysus, and he was her ticket back.
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Leaving the Labryinth, Carya stroked Demetrius’s sweat covered and quivering face, promising to return as soon as possible. She needed to somehow get him away from the honey nymphs and alone so they could escape, and for this she needed to leave him for a while until she could come up with a plan. Groaning in delicious agony, he mouthed desperate pleas as she walked through the dark halls to the outside world. Left alone now with his tormentors, Demetrius fell into despair as yet again Isthar appeared and drank down his goblet right as he had filled it.
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Carya’s sudden return from the labryinth, healed of her curse, caused all of Babylon to erupt in pandemonium. For years countless sacrifices had been made on her behalf and now that she was restored, the whole kingdom celebrated. King Dion most of all was beyond joy having his daughter returned to him. For weeks, feasts and banquets were continuously held in her honor but despite the relief and happiness all around her, Carya remained sad and anxious.
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At night her thoughts drifted back to her time with the God Dionysus, and of course her savior Demetrius, and she wanted to return to Greece as soon as possible. The thought of Demetrius perpetually teased by the silken hands of the phantom nymphs both horrified and oddly aroused her, and her own fingers teased her sex as she thought of the poor desperate Demetrius drooling and dripping away perpetually into Ishtar’s goblet. She had no idea how to help him but nightly prayed to Ishtar for mercy. Sadly silence was all she received in return for her pleas.
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Back in the Labryinth however Demetrius finally had a bit of luck. The honey nymphs were all instinct without thought and were pre-programmed only to milk him, not to be focused on any pleasure for themselves. For weeks he was milked by their sticky hands, bodies and mouths, but was unable to reach them with his own mouth or cock. Late one day however, the nymphs had removed him from the wall and were holding him down so they could reach his body easier when one got too close to his mouth and found her own gelatinous pussy suddenly engulfed by his ravenous tongue.
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Unable to understand the feelings of pleasure ripping through her warm liquid body, the feeling of his tongue sucking hard on her honey clit caused her whole fluid body to ripple and pulsate in confusing yet delightful bursts of rapture as her orgasm built in her body. Dropping his balls out of her hands, the nymph suddenly shrieked in abject pleasure and burst into a golden sticky shower, returning to the puddle from which she had originally emerged as the startling orgasm dissolved her body.
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Seeing one of their companions so enraptured by pleasure, the honey nymphs paused and began to fight over who got to ride his face next. For the next several hours one by one was licked and sucked to oblivion as Demetrius ate his way to freedom, the floor quickly becoming soaked in the watery sticky remains of spent honey nymph pleasure. As the last two nymphs dissolved, he found himself free. Fortune again smiled on him as Ishtar was occupied with her husband Marduk, riding his face as Demetrius’s was ridden by her nymphs. The continuous supply of his own desperate pre-cum had so inflamed the Goddess that she attacked Marduk and threw him down violently when he entered their bedroom from his hunting trip in Persia. Her pussy so expertly eaten by her God-Husband, Isthar screamed in pleasure as the wine Demetrius provided her acted as the ultimate aphrodisiac for her own desires. Occupied as she was, Demetrius had enough time to find his way out of the labryinth before she would return in the morning for another goblet full of his harvest.
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Naked, sticky and throbbing, he found his way through the dark streets of Babylon to the palace. Reaching hundreds of feet into the air, he quickly scaled the walls, his climb made much easier by the overhanging fruit trees on the balconies. Reaching a large patio on the upper floors, Demetrius smiled as he peered through the window and saw Carya alone in her bath. Closing his eyes, he prayed silently to Aphrodite a thanksgiving for guiding him so perfectly in this quest. Knocking on the window, Carya’s whole face brightened as she saw her savior standing naked and throbbing outside.
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“DEMETRIUS!!!!” she whispered. “How on earth did you escape? I was afraid I would never see you again.”
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Kissing him deeply, her own pussy instantly grew wet as the taste of the honey nymphs rolled over her tongue as he was coated in their fluids. With no time for lengthy discussion, Carya quickly arranged for her servants to bring a covered cart to the back of the palace for their escape. Following her lover down the branches of the hanging gardens, she hid him in the back of the cart as she changed from her gown of shimmering gold to the more modest dress of a merchant woman for disguise. Looking back at the exhausted Demetrius sleeping on the floor of the cart, his cock still throbbing and hard and his balls bluer than ever, she smiled as she flicked the whip on the horses and launched the vehicle into movement. Dawn was just lighting the eastern skies and in the rose and violet cool air of early morning, she and Demetrius rolled out of the main gate of Babylon into the open expanse of the wide desert. It would take several days to reach the Syrian coast, and they were in a race against time. Ishtar would eventually discover his escape, and her wrath would be severe if caught.
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The trip across the desert was shorter than anticipated as Carya brought countless gold with her on the journey and was able to buy a continuous stream of fresh horses. This allowed them to travel essentially twenty four hours a day, and within four days they both smiled as the deep blue waters of the Mediterranean Sea opened up on the horizon. Demetrius, now largely restored to health yet as desperate and horny as ever, guided the cart down the beach and pointed to the small rocky island off-shore. This is where he anchored his ship so many months earlier, and he hoped it was still there.
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Having purchased a raft the two climbed in and Demetrius began to paddle against the strong currents while Carya laid back and watched his handsome naked body flex and strain as he struggled against the riptide. Running her foot over his back, she smiled and bit her finger as he looked back at her and winked. Soon they would be on-board his ship and out to sea, her reunion with Dionysus closer than ever but her emotions were conflicted. Closing her eyes tightly, she smiled but felt bittersweet regret. She would miss Babylon and was sure that her father would be devastated by her absence again, but her desire for her God lover was too strong to resist. Demetrius would return her to Dionysus, and for this, and for healing her of her curse, she was eternally grateful. She grimaced however as she realized that the one gift she could give Demetrius in return, that of blessed relief, Ishtar had taken from her. As they circled the small rocky island, Demetrius exhaled in deep relief as he saw that his ship was right where he had left it.
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Climbing on board, they quickly set sail and caught the morning wind. Thebes was weeks off and now away from Babylon, both could relax as Ishtar’s domain did not extend into the Greek world. As they sailed west, far to the east Ishtar yawned and stretched as she smiled at her exhausted and honey coated husband sleeping beside her. She had ridden his face for days, and giggled as she realized that her special “Demetrius” drink made her already raging lust even stronger. Reaching for her goblet beside her dresser, she frowned as she saw it was empty. Waving her hand over her body, she dissolved into smoke and reformed in the labryinth, her beautiful face smiling as she prepared to gather another quaff from the throbbing tap of Demetrius.
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Her smile quickly disappeared into a frightening scowl as she saw that instead of her drooling dripping prisoner being tortured by her honey nymphs, only throbbing puddles remained in the empty chamber. Her divine voice shaking the foundations of the temple, Ishtar shrieked “DEMETRIUS!!!!!!!! I WILL HAVE YOU AS MY MILK COW FOREVER NOW!!!!!!”
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Out on the blue waters of the Mediterranean, Carya crawled over to the resting Demetrius, looking unbelievably delicious in his naked drooling state. “I wish I could relieve your suffering!” she whispered as she ran the tip of her tongue over the one tiny spot on his dick that was not off limits to her by Ishtar’s curse. Grimacing at her teasing, Demetrius could stand no more and grabbed her ankles and flipped her back onto the deck. Plunging his mouth onto her sex like a ravenous wolf her howls of pleasure filled his ears with delight. Although she could not relieve the pressure in his balls, her beauty and taste was too much to resist. As he began to lick and suck her to yet another orgasm, the fluids flowing into his mouth caused him to smile as her pleasure filled him with a kind of vicarious relief. The trip to Thebes would be long, and for most of the journey this is how they both would pass the time, with Carya clawing at his neck while he licked and kissed every inch of her glorious body to wave after wave of creamy satisfaction.
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