Ciana Rose's Erotic Stories


Aphrodite's Revenge


© 2005

All Rights Reserved







Chapter 1


Life as a slave wasn't so bad for Kaia. Many slaves had much worse lives, as they were forced into field or municipal labor or as a soldier in the army. Kaia had been a slave ever since she could remember, but her situation was unusual. She was not owned by a specific master or the state, but rather by the Temple of Aphrodite. The High Priestess Cassiopeia presided over the Temple and the services and sacrifices that took place here on the island of Cypress.

Cassiopeia was mistress to eleven slaves including Kaia and was the kindest, gentlest mistress for which a slave could hope. Kaia, however, was her favorite. All slaves were required to work on maintaining and cleaning the Temple and the grounds but Kaia was also allowed to participate in some of the services that took place at the Temple. In addition, she lived in a room at Cassiopeia's house that sat on the hilltop overlooking the city and the Temple. The rest of the slaves were housed in shacks located near the Temple grounds and at her estate.

Kaia did receive some menial jobs, such as this morning's task of scrubbing the altar in front of the Temple to remove the cum from last night's rituals. However, once her morning chores were finished, she would be allowed to participate in the worship services on the Temple grounds. She had been given this opportunity when she became of age and sacrificed her virginity to the Goddess Aphrodite in an exceptionally beautiful, incredibly erotic ceremony she would never forget.

Kaia walked around the grounds looking for someone who required her services. It was her job to ensure orgasmic energy wasn't wasted and spilled on the ground but rather transferred from one person to another. There were hundreds of men and women walking around the Temple grounds. Some were partially dressed but most were completely naked. The idea was to build and sustain orgasmic energy over several hours and then release energy to Aphrodite, or one of her servants, in a glorious prayer of primal power. The small compartments, which lined the outer walls, were all filled with people. The fountain pool was lined with multiple orgies of different sizes. She usually ignored the participants of such reveries. Instead it was the spectators who would need her help. Over by the Temple, she noticed a group of needy spectators. Their attention was focused on a foursome while they lightly stroked turgid cocks. Several looked like they were about to lose control and spray their cum on the scene before them. Some lucky girl was getting a double penetration while sucking the cock of a third person. It was just such groups that required her attention. Most were waiting their turn at one of the slippery openings of the woman being ravaged, but the few who had already been at the Temple for some time already could not withstand the pressure much longer. The rest were fresh and still had many hours before they would cum.

Kaia approached one man whose entire cock glistened with pre-cum as he slowly stroked himself. His cock was so hard the veins stood in sharp contrast and the head was a dark purple. He was sweating profusely trying to keep himself from going over the edge.

Kaia tapped his shoulder, "My sir, has your time come for release?"

The man turned to gaze upon her and immediately removed his hand from his cock to avoid any more stimulation. Kaia was a tall woman, standing as high as most average men stand. She had long dark hair, almost black. Her breasts were large and full, as were her hips, giving her a beautiful curvy figure. She was topless, wearing a red sarong, signifying her level of servitude to her Goddess. It was tied on one side and hung low on her hips.

"Yes," he whimpered, his voice cracking, "I've been worshiping for six hours today. Our dear Aphrodite should be pleased with me."

Kaia dropped to her knees and gently cupped his balls in one hand while grasping his cock firmly with the other. He inhaled sharply as she placed her lips on the head and slowly began to suck him off. Years of service to Aphrodite had given Kaia great expertise in the arts of fellatio and cunnilingus. Her skill even rivaled some of the most experience Priestesses. It was well known throughout the land, she had one of the best mouths on Cyprus.

She continued her administrations, massaging his balls and stroking his cock while sucking on him, then circling her tongue around the head and along the bottom, sometimes taking the whole length into her throat. Her mouth was like the softest silk; the touch of her tongue was firm, yet pliant. Pre-cum was flowing freely from his cock and the taste was like pure nectar to Kaia. She felt his balls begin to tighten and his cock twitch. A growl began deep in his throat while at the same time a spasm began in his balls. Both moved quickly as he screamed in ecstasy. Cum shot out with such force that, skilled as Kaia was, she wasn't able to swallow it all. He sent shot after glorious shot into her mouth. It escaped from her lips and dripped down her chin and onto her ample breasts. She continued to suck and stroke him after he finished cumming to get every last drop of the precious liquid. At last, she released him and he collapsed into a mass of quivering bliss.

It was then that Kaia noticed a line of three more men, none of whom could wait much longer. She motioned for them to gather around her; all three of their cocks were slippery with pre-cum. She engulfed the man in the center with her mouth as she took the other two in her hands. Moans of pleasure filled the air as she sucked and stroked. It was a matter of seconds before the man on her right threw back his head and howled, shooting stream after stream of cum into Kaia's face and onto her breasts. This sight was too much for the other two and both came simultaneously. So as not to waste another tasty treat, she grasped the cock she had been sucking and swallowed his orgasm as the man on her left side came against her other cheek.

Kaia stood as the three men collapsed next to the first man still on the ground. Cum was dripping off her nose, chin and nipples; globules hung in her hair and shoulders. She turned to look for others in need, only to be confronted by a woman who began to lick the cum off her face and breasts, paying extra attention to her nipples. Kaia caressed the woman's nipples as she submitted to the tongue bath.

With her passions enflamed from cocks she had serviced, Kaia's pussy throbbed as the woman sucked Kaia's nipples. Her wetness dripped down onto her inner thighs, making them slick and intensifying every movement around her pussy. She pulled the woman down onto the soft grass and moved to her breasts where she lightly caressed and fondled them, grazing her nipples with her fingers. She kissed down her neck and between her breasts, then her sensitive buds. They were hard and protruding as she took one into her mouth, sucking it gently. She swirled her tongue around it and sucked it some more. The woman arched her back and moaned in pleasure, quickly approaching her oncoming climax. Kaia moved down to her sweet pussy, which was as wet as a rainy April day. She lapped at her cunt, savoring the exquisite flavor. One more stroke of her tongue along the lips and across the woman's clit was enough to begin a tidal wave. Kaia licked and sucked at the woman's clit as wave after wave of orgasm crashed down on her, releasing hours of pent-up orgasmic energy, which suddenly forced its way out and washed her away on crests of pleasure. The power overwhelmed her and she fainted.

As a slave, Kaia was not permitted to contribute her own orgasm to that of the worshipers; she was required to give her orgasm privately, which she now desperately needed. Her cunt burned with desire and her inner thighs were slick with her juices. She made her way to the Temple, which was usually deserted during the day. Most worshipers preferred the open air and the company of the Priests and Priestesses who gave of themselves in the compartments along the outer walls of the compound. She quickly crossed the courtyard and made her way to the front steps of the Temple. Every step gave her pussy a jolt, making it ache with need. She paused for a moment on the stairs and steadied herself as she leaned against a massive column, then continued past the large ornate doors and into the main chamber of the Temple. Several torches burned, illuminating the interior with faint yellow glow. The statue of Aphrodite towered in front of Kaia; the alabaster skin seemed to glow. Her long hair, covered in pure gold, seemed to flow like water, and her golden patch of pubic hair shone like the sun.

As many times as Kaia had been in here, she was always awed by the beauty and sensuality of Aphrodite. Legend says the artisan who carved the statue actually saw the birth of Aphrodite from the sea, and on the spot where the statue stands is where she made love to him. Flowers sprung from the ground during their passion and still grow around the Temple and down to the shore. When they were finished, Aphrodite was born away to Mount Olympus by Apollo, but not until she had anointed the artisan to be her High Priest in this land and bade him to capture her likeness into an object of worship for all to endear.

Kaia stood at the base of Aphrodite, her body quivering with yearning. Maybe it was her state of extreme desire but it seemed Aphrodite was looking down at her, smiling, rather than looking out upon her altar in the courtyard. Kaia undid the knot holding her sarong, dropped it to the floor and settled down on the cool polished marble floor and immediately dove for her cunt. The moment she touched herself there was a blinding flash of light, which startled and frightened her. She screamed in panic. As her eyes adjusted back to the dimness of the Temple, she was shocked to see the enormous statue of Aphrodite was gone and there, on the raised dais, stood a woman, naked with long flowing golden hair and white cream-colored skin. Her whole being seemed to shine with the brilliance of the full moon. She was the most beautiful woman Kaia had beheld in her entire life. Kaia averted her eyes, out of fear and reverence, for she knew that this was her Goddess, the Living Aphrodite.

"Fear not, my child," intoned Aphrodite with the voice of a sweet song. "Look upon Me and behold My radiance." Kaia looked upon her Goddess and began to weep, overwhelmed by her emotions of joy and wonderment. Aphrodite stepped off the dais and approached Kaia, almost floating toward her. Kaia's eyes locked on Aphrodite's as the Goddess stood in front of her. Never had she beheld such beauty and perfection. After a few moments basking in the Goddess's glory, she came to senses.

She spoke in reverence, "How may I be of service to you, my Goddess?"

Aphrodite smiled, reached down to grasp Kaia's had bade her to stand. "Kaia," she spoke, "I've been watching you since the day you were born. You are incredibly special to Me, as was your mother."

"My mother?" asked Kaia in shock.

"Yes," replied Aphrodite, "Your mother was one of My greatest Priestesses. She was dedicated to Me throughout her life, until the day she was murdered."

Kaia's thoughts raced. My mother was murdered? She was a High Priestess? I never knew. I thought I was born into slavery. She had so many questions as she tried to sort through this confusion that had suddenly been forced into her mind, but didn't know where to begin.

"Shh," whispered Aphrodite, "be still. I know you have many questions and soon they will be answered. I placed you in the care of Cassiopeia only hours before your mother was killed. Here, you were hidden from those who hunted both you and your mother." A tone of hardness crept into Her voice, "Now you are ready, ready to exact My vengeance, ready to receive My power, ready to take your mother's place at My side."

Kaia's head began to swim in confusion. Revenge? The power of Aphrodite? What was happening?

"When you leave My Temple, go directly to Cassiopeia. She will answer as many of your questions as possible. But first, I must empower you," explained Aphrodite.

Aphrodite spread Her arms as a burst of light emanated from Her. Ever so gently, she cupped Kaia's head in Her hands and offered a deep passionate kiss. Kaia accepted fully pressing her tongue forward to meet Aphrodite's. The moment their tongues touched, the light and grace of Aphrodite began to flow into Kaia and she was overcome by a sexual hunger she had never experienced in her entire life. Their tongues swirled around and explored each other's mouths deeply as they continued kissing. Kaia raised her arms to embrace Aphrodite, pulling her closer, pressing their breasts together, body-to-body, soul-to-soul. Finally, Aphrodite broke the kiss, smiling at Kaia. Kaia looked back, her eyes burning with desire, her body drunk with passion.

"With this kiss," whispered Aphrodite, "I bless you with My desires, My awareness and My passion." Kaia's skin felt hot, yet her body shivered with excitement. Her pussy was throbbing, aching for release and her wetness was running down her thighs. She began to unconsciously grind her cunt against Aphrodite, trying to get some leverage on her clit. Aphrodite, feeling Kaia's agony reached down and caressed her wet and wanton snatch. The orgasm came in an instant, with blinding intensity. It seemed to emanate through her whole body, sending shock waves from her toes to her fingers. She screamed with pleasure as she arched her back, trying to throw herself harder onto Aphrodite's finger. Yet as powerful as the orgasm was it did nothing to quench the fire that seemed to be burning even hotter now in her pussy.

Kaia's chest heaved, her breasts bouncing invitingly with each breath. Aphrodite bent forward, taking a nipple into her mouth. The effect was almost electric to Kaia. Aphrodite swirled her tongue around each nipple while sucking it into her mouth. Slowly, gently Aphrodite lowered Kaia to the floor. The shockingly cold stone floor seemed only to fuel the inferno within Kaia. She lay panting as Aphrodite continued to stroke and kiss her breasts, sucking on one nipple while she lightly pinched and pulled the other with her fingers. Kaia felt as though pure energy was entering her body through her nipples, only to be stored in her soaking pussy, waiting for an explosion.

Moments later, an explosion came as another orgasm ripped through her body like lightning. Aphrodite kept at Kaia's breast in spite of her thrashing body. Kaia beat the floor with her fists and rubbed her slick wet thighs against her clit, trying to release the energy this orgasm seemed to only be storing in her pussy. She was flowing like a river as was evidenced by the wetness smeared on the smooth marble floor. As this orgasm subsided, her breasts seemed to glow with heat and light.

Aphrodite sat up and whispered, "With this kiss I bless you with My beauty, My strength and My constitution. From this time on, no mortal will be able to look upon you without feeling desire for you." She continued, "The lust of man can be powerful and dangerous, therefore I give unto you strength of men. Now take caution, for although you are strong, you remain mortal. I also grant you the power to restore to health any injuries you receive though the passion of your body." Kaia was surprised she was able to hear anything with her blood pounding in her ears and the ecstasy of her body buzzing in her head.

"Now," said Aphrodite, "drink of My nectar." And with that, she climbed over Kaia, settling over her mouth and lowered her pussy to Kaia's waiting lips. Kaia touched her tongue to Aphrodite's glistening pussy lips, savoring her Golden dew. The scent and taste were so exquisite, Kaia felt as though she had been lifted into the realms of the Gods. Aphrodite's sweet wetness flowed over Kaia's face, coating her face in the slippery honey essence of Aphrodite. Kaia lapped it like a hungry lion. She licked and sucked at Aphrodite's silky folds, burying her face as deep as possible.

Aphrodite began to whimper and pant, feeling the tension build in her loins. She leaned forward, providing her clit for more direct contact with Kaia's tongue. Kaia caressed her wherever she could reach, squeezing Aphrodite's ass and spreading her pussy lips to allow deeper access with her tongue and more of the sweet nectar. Kaia's fingers were now slick with Aphrodite's juices and she could feel her tense as she came closer to climaxing. Kaia inserted three fingers into Aphrodite's soft pussy and slowly worked them in and out. Aphrodite began flexing her hips, rubbing her clit harder on Kaia's tongue, at the same time pushing the fingers deeper into her pussy. Aphrodite gasped in delight; never had a mortal displayed such skill in the arts of love.

With her other hand, Kaia inserted her middle finger in Aphrodite's ass. Her bliss had been building in a gradual crescendo of love's music, but this was too much. Like a shattering vase, Aphrodite's orgasm seemed to almost split Her apart. The Temple shook as in an earthquake and the room lit up like the noonday sun. In spite of the rumbling temple, Kaia kept lapping at Aphrodite's soft sweetness. When everything grew quiet, the Goddess spoke again, this time there was a slight quiver in her voice as Kaia's tongue-work continued.

"With the nectar of my body I bless you with my carnal knowledge. All with whom you consummate shall be within your power. You shall be able to bring pleasure the likes of which few mortals have ever imagined. Know this my child, the fire of passion now burning within you will not be easy to quench. Your desire, your longing, your lust will be more acute than you ever thought possible. Your arousal will be flowing continuously like fresh spring. Therefore, I give unto you a gift: the Wand of Aphrodite."

Aphrodite stood and pulled a long golden strand of hair from Her head and placed it to Her Devine wetness. When she withdrew her hands She was holding a golden phallus larger than any prick on the most well endowed men Kaia had ever seen. It was flat on one end and tapered to a rounded point on the other end. The shaft was encrusted with smooth rounded pearls. "Use this whenever you have need, when you worship Me with orgasms or when you need to quench you inner fire. This will help you control your craving, to curb the passions I have left with you. But, take care that no other mortal uses it for it will be more than they can bear." Aphrodite's wetness was now freely flowing again due to Kaia's continued administrations with her tongue. "And now, My child," declared Aphrodite, "My final blessing. With your orgasm, I bless you with a premonition to know man's intentions and deepest desires."

By now, Aphrodite was pleasantly building to another orgasm. Kaia on the other hand had such a firestorm in her pussy she could barely stand it. Her juices were flowing profusely, forming a pool of female essence on the Temple floor. Her pussy muscles were clenching uncontrollably. Her clit was throbbing, almost painfully, waiting for contact with anything that could offer sufficient stimulation. Aphrodite bent over and lowered her mouth over Kaia's quivering pussy. The instant her tongue touched Kaia's clit it sent a jolt of pleasure through, causing the energy of her three previous orgasms to come rushing forth. Her breath was caught in her throat. Stars burst in her eyes and her whole body went limp. As haze drifted out of her head and she regained control over her consciousness, she became aware of a velvety tongue gliding within the folds of her pussy. It was the most incredible thing she had ever felt. She then became aware of Aphrodite's pussy, which was still neatly positioned over her own mouth. This might well be the last chance she had to taste the sweet nectar of her Goddess. With renewed energy, Kaia again began to greedily consume Her silky soft pussy.

She could feel Aphrodite's tongue slip deep into her pussy then glide over her clit; it was exquisite. The energy that had only recently been released seemed to build again. The sensation was so pleasurable, so intense and so heavenly, Kaia barely withstand it. Kaia inserted her fingers into Aphrodite's pussy and again began to finger fuck Her. Aphrodite groaned in ecstasy as She approached another orgasm. Kaia's own orgasm was building faster than she could control, Aphrodite's velvety tongue and soft fingers were almost unbearable. Kaia muffled her cries into Aphrodite's pussy as she continued to lick and suck at those immortal petals and pearly clit. Aphrodite reached over and grabbed the gold wand she had created for Kaia. She licked vigorously at Kaia's clit while she spread her lips with one hand and inserted the phallus with the other. Both Aphrodite and Kaia were lip-locked at each other's clits, rising closer and closer to heaven. Aphrodite fucked Kaia with the wand while Kaia finger-fucked Aphrodite. Their passion knew no end. Kaia was riding a wave of energy only a Goddess could provide.

Aphrodite's orgasm washed over her like a warm summer wind and Kaia's erupted. Her orgasm started like a ball of hot fire in her clit and in an instant spread through her whole body. She felt as if lightning was shooting from her pussy and sparks, from her nipples. Her screams of pleasure reverberated through the Temple, and then everything went black.

She was floating on air; lazily drifting through the clouds over Olympus without a single care. Then she began to descend back to earth. Slowly she regained consciousness and became aware of the hard cold surface of the stone floor and a small pool of her own arousal, which she was lying in. She opened her eyes and looked around. The Temple's interior came into focus with the gold and alabaster statue of Aphrodite looking down on her.

Was it a dream? Kaia wondered. Then, she noticed the golden phallus wand Aphrodite had presented, as well as a growing desire within her loins. Remembering what her Goddess had told her about her mother and revenge, she grabbed the wand and ran from the Temple, straight to her mistress Cassiopeia's manor on the hill.


Chapter 2


Cassiopeia sat in her courtyard garden, writing on a scroll, composing a text of instruction and technique to be used by new initiates in the Order of Aphrodite. Once she finished this draft, it could be copied by the scribes and distributed to the initiates. Gradually Cassiopeia became aware of a commotion outside her garden. It grew louder as it drew closer. Annoyed at the interruption of her concentration, she set down the quill and went upstairs to the mezzanine, overlooking the street up to the manor.

The moment Cassiopeia looked into the street, her eyes widened in surprise. Kaia was running up the street toward Cassiopeia's Manor, stark naked, with a very large crowd of men and women trailing behind her. With the Temple of Aphrodite in such close proximity to the city, it was common to see people walk around in various degrees of undress, some completely nude, nor was it unusual to see displays of affection or worship to the Goddess take place in the streets. Most people paid little attention to such attractions. Cassiopeia could not understand why a mob had gathered to chase after Kaia. However, as they drew nearer, Cassiopeia noticed the crowd's demeanor was not of anger or ill intent, they had the pretense of utter lust. They seemed to be floating down the street as if hypnotized.

Cassiopeia realized there was something very different about Kaia. As Cassiopeia watched her run up the hill, her hair billowing in the breeze, her breasts bouncing and swaying in rhythm to her pace, the rippling muscles in her sleek legs and her skin shinning from perspiration, Cassiopeia felt a definite arousal as her pussy moistened. Kaia's body seemed to glow despite the hot sun shining from its zenith. Cassiopeia, spellbound from watching Kaia's body in motion, reached and pinched her nipples, letting a wave a pleasure wash over her. Seeing Kaia fast approach her Manor, Cassiopeia quickly regained her composure and rushed down to open the front gate. She arrived at the door just as Kaia reached up the path which lead from the road, the crowd not far behind. Kaia stopped in front of her Mistress, her head bowed in respect. Cassiopeia felt another shiver of desire as she looked at Kaia standing there before her.

"My Lady," said Kaia softly. "I must request an urgent forum with you. I have been visited by the Goddess Aphrodite."

Cassiopeia smiled, she had been expecting this day for many years now. "It appears," she replied, "you have at last come under the grace of our Goddess. Come, follow me." Kaia entered the outer courtyard amidst the cries of wanton desire, locking the door to the crowd behind her. Cassiopeia summoned a dozen initiates who had been studying in the lounge to appease the crowd and conduct an orgy in honor of Aphrodite in the outer courtyard once she and Kaia had retired to the inner gardens. Kaia followed her Mistress and could not avoid noticing her shapely sexy body. Cassiopeia was just under forty years and was still an extremely beautiful woman. Cassiopeia's hair was long and curly with a deep auburn hue and shone like silk. She wore a sheer silk tunic that gave a transcendental look to her full breasts and curvy hourglass figure. Her derriere was hard and smooth and her bush plucked in a nice triangle. By the Gods, Cassiopeia was beautiful.

Once they had entered the seclusion of the inner courtyard garden, Cassiopeia sat on a carved granite bench. Kaia sat on the ground in front of her as was usual when she was in the presence of her Mistress. Cassiopeia sighed. She patted the place on the stone bench next to her. "Come sit here, my child," she said. "I release you from your servitude; you are now a free woman."

Kaia blinked, somewhat surprised. She rose slowly and sat on the bench. "My Lady--" she began.

"Kaia," Cassiopeia cut her off, "We are now equals. Please, I am no longer your Lady. You have been anointed by Aphrodite. By your divine calling, I am now your servant. Address me as you wish; Cassiopeia will do."

Kaia had so many questions bubbling in her head she was barely paying attention. "Yes, My Lady... Cassiopeia."

"Now what's on your mind?" Cassiopeia inquired.

"Who am I?" Kaia blurted. "Who was my mother? Why was she killed? Why did..."

Cassiopeia placed her finger to Kaia's lips. "Shh, let me begin. Her name was Atheinaia," Cassiopeia explained, "Your mother was the Supreme High Priestess to Aphrodite, anointed by Aphrodite to preside over her influence among mortals. Your mother was the most beautiful woman in the world, save Aphrodite herself. Atheinaia was my superior, and my friend.

We grew up together in Athens, daughters of very influential families who wanted nothing more from us than leverage for their own political power. Her father was a member of the city council and was vying for Mayor of Athens. His ambitions knew no limit. He had many daughters and he would offer them in marriage to other council members or their sons in exchange for favors. His sons were enlisted in the local militia, which was practically his own private army. He had several wives of his own as well as many slaves and concubines. His children were nothing more than goods for bartering.

As we grew, Atheinaia became more and more beautiful and her father began to notice. He had been given many offers for her; some men declared their entire fortunes to take her as a wife. However, her father refused them all, unable to part with her. My own father had plans to sell me to your mother's father as concubine. Athenian law allowed only a certain number of wives to the aristocrats; all others were nothing more than their legal whores.

As Atheinaia grew into womanhood, her father spent more and more time with her, watching her. At last, he could no longer resist her beauty, charm and innocence, and he took her to his bed. He would leave Atheinaia locked in his chambers and take her night after night, ignoring the rest of his women. Atheinaia's mother was severely beaten when she protested. He would invite one, two, up to five associates over and share his daughter with them. It was months before I ever saw her, even after I had succumbed to the insult of becoming a concubine to her father.

Eventually, Atheinaia's father had to give her up. She had been introduced to Mayor Demos of Thebes and he wanted her. It would have been suicide to refuse such a powerful man from such a powerful state, and her father knew he must end his affair. His own ambition and voracity paled in comparison to Demos' hunger for power and his greediness. His offer was much lower than most of the others her father had received, but to refuse Demos was death and she began her preparations to leave.

I was to accompany Atheinaia on her journey. The night before we were to leave I saw her for the first time in eight months. Atheinaia was more beautiful than I remembered, but there was hardness to her demeanor, sadness in her face and pain in her soul. Your mother vowed to the Gods and me; she would let no man own her. It was then that Aphrodite appeared to us and anointed your mother as she has done to you. We made beautiful love together until the sun painted the eastern sky pink. I have yet to experience again the ecstasy I felt that night. The longing for such passion has become a sort of a curse to which I fear there is no relief.

The next morning, we began our journey to Thebes with an escort of twenty of her father's best soldiers. We were both cloaked and our faces hidden to conceal our beauty from other travelers. That night as the soldiers made camp, we were attacked by bandits. In the commotion, your mother and I fled into the forest only to be captured the next morning by a party of slave traders. The power Aphrodite had bestowed on your mother was incredible. After spending only an hour with the chief merchant in his tent, he released us, gave us two very good horses and a week's worth of supplies. We decided to make our way to Corinth and dedicate our lives to the service of Aphrodite. Not long after we arrived, your mother realized she was pregnant with you."

Cassiopeia paused to allow Kaia to digest the information. Kaia thought for a moment on what this meant. "You mean," she asked, "my father is my grandfather?"

"Yes," replied Cassiopeia, "but he never knew he fathered a child with his own daughter. Soon after the Mayor of Thebes learned his new wife was missing he accused your father of cheating him and swore revenge. Two weeks later, your father--your mother's father--was found dead, assassinated by a minion of Demos.

Once we arrived in Corinth, Atheinaia assumed power over the administration of Aphrodite's Temple. Word quickly spread throughout the country of her beauty and the exquisite pleasure she could induce. Pilgrims flocked to the city to see her. Princes and Magistrates, Aristocrats and Kings spent half of their fortunes for time in her bed. Many wealthy people left Corinth destitute. The Temple of Aphrodite in Corinth became one of the richest in the land. Eventually her reputation reached Thebes and Mayor Demos. He was humiliated and outraged to learn his would-be wife and the most beautiful woman in the land would rather live as a harlot than as his wife. He dispatched his army to destroy Atheinaia, the Temple of Aphrodite and Corinth. You were almost three years old by this time. Your mother asked me to take you and hide in the countryside.

When the army arrived, they decimated the soldiers of Corinth and made their way directly to the Temple, leaving behind them a swath of destruction. Your mother stood at the foot of the Temple to meet them. When they saw her, there was immediate dissention in their ranks. Many soldiers refused to destroy something so stunningly beautiful and conflict erupted amongst them. The army had almost destroyed itself when a single arrow escaped the mêlée and struck your mother through the heart. Those who remained stopped fighting as she fell, their faces full of regret. One by one, the soldiers left, leaving the rest of Corinth untouched. The entire city mourned the loss of your mother; every year a special procession marks the anniversary of her death.

In a dream, I was instructed by Aphrodite to flee with you to the land of her birth and hide you, for the jealousy of Demos knew no bounds. The remaining soldiers and their families were slaughtered upon returning to Thebes. When Demos learned Atheinaia had a daughter he began searching immediately. If he could not have Atheinaia, he would have her daughter. He has been searching for you ever since. Kaia, the time has come for you to fulfill your destiny. You must destroy Demos."

Kaia was stunned by the history of her family. She had never known hate before now, but as Cassiopeia finished talking, Kaia felt a loathing for Demos she couldn't even describe. The bastard had his mother killed due to petty jealousy, and his days were now numbered.

"Come with me," said Cassiopeia standing. "I have some things for you." Kaia followed her into the house, up an ornately carved stone staircase and into Cassiopeia's chambers. The room was beautiful; Kaia had never been allowed in here. The floor was brightly polished mosaic depicting the birth of Aphrodite. The walls were covered with colorful frescos of various rituals. But one in particular caught her attention. It displayed a young woman lying on an altar with many blue skinned men dancing around her and spilling their seed on her.

Cassiopeia noticed Kaia's interest in the fresco. "This depicts the ritual of induction into the Order of Aphrodite. All who call themselves Priestesses of the Goddess must pass through her birth. We shall commence your passing at moonrise tonight," she explained, "Come, I have something for you."

Kaia felt her pussy twitch with anticipation for tonight's ceremony, her arousal already glistening on her slit. She turned to see what her prior Mistress had. Cassiopeia reached under her bed, a large carved wood frame with four pillars extending to the ceiling and sheer silk draping between them. A feather mattress lay on top. She withdrew a small wooden chest from under the bed, opened it and removed a beautiful jeweled dagger and various body ornaments. "These belonged to your mother." Cassiopeia said, answering Kaia's unasked question, "Now they are yours."

The dagger had a gold handle with a carving of grapevines wrapping around it and three rubies set in the pummel. The cross guard had a row of sapphires and emeralds set into each side, and the blade, as long as her forearm, was polished to a mirror surface and etched with Spartan symbols. Engraved at the base of the blade was an inscription, ' To my beloved Atheinaia.' Kaia admired the dagger for a moment. It must have taken months to craft it and was likely worth more than Cassiopeia's yearly income. Kaia tied the sheath, also crafted of the finest leather and decorated with gold and jewels, to her leg. She began adorning herself with the other jewels from the chest; arm and thigh bands, bracelets, anklets, earrings and nose ring, a very fine necklace, a navel jewel, hip chain and jewels that clipped comfortably onto her pussy lips and nipples. Each piece was finely crafted of pure gold and encrusted with various gems and lustrous pearls.

Kaia finished the last item and looked up at Cassiopeia. It was too much for Cassiopeia to simply stand and watch this beautiful creature ornament herself with such attractive jewelry. She leaned against the side of her bed, her tunic removed and cast to the side, the fingers of one hand sliding into her wet slit and the other, pinching and pulling at her nipples. As Kaia looked at this scene, she felt a flood of wetness in her own pussy. "May I?" inquired Kaia.

"Please," Cassiopeia gasped in a throaty voice. "Take me!" Kaia lifted Cassiopeia, surprised at her new strength, and placed her on the soft feather pillows of the bed. Sweetly and slowly, Kaia began kissing Cassiopeia's breasts, taking a nipple into her mouth and gently sucking on it. Kaia's tongue worked a kind of magic that had heretofore been unknown to Cassiopeia.

Cassiopeia arched her back, her fingers still plunging into her gushing slit. Within moments, she was screaming as an intense orgasm forced itself from her. Cassiopeia fell back astounded; she had not felt such pleasure since the night she had spent with Atheinia and Aphrodite. As soon as Cassiopeia caught her breath, she pulled Kaia on top of her, positioning Kaia's sweet pussy over her mouth. Cassiopeia ran her tongue through Kaia's slit, flicking at her clit. The taste was intoxicating. Cassiopeia continued to lick the beautiful velvety snatch, drinking in the flowing juices. Kaia involuntarily bucked her hips, trying to drive Cassiopeia's soft tongue deeper. With her finger well lubricated from her own pussy, Cassiopeia reached around and slid her middle finger deep into Kaia's ass.

Kaia began to knead and fondle her own breasts, licking her finger and rubbing the slippery saliva around her hard nipples; the jewels she had clipped to her nipples intensifying the effect. With the satisfaction of Cassiopeia's expert tongue lapping at her cunt and the long slender finger fucking her asshole, Kaia threw back her head and screamed in pleasure as an intense orgasm rushed over her. She grabbed Cassiopeia's head and with almost excessive force began fucking her tongue, forcing it to her clit. Gasping cries escaped from Kaia with each breath. As the fire began to subside, Kaia collapsed onto Cassiopeia. After a few moments, Kaia slid down to lie on top of Cassiopeia, leaving a glistening trail of wetness over her breast and abdomen. They met in a passionate kiss, their tongues intertwining and their hands eagerly exploring each other's body.

Reluctantly, they parted. "We must prepare for tonight's ceremony," whispered Cassiopeia. "We have much to do. You stay and rest. I will send some servants to attend to you." Kaia climbed onto the bed and settled into the softness of the feathers. She watched lazily as Cassiopeia recovered her sheer silk tunic and left. Kaia suddenly felt very tired and closed her eyes to rest; drifting into peaceful slumber.

When Kaia opened her eyes, the sun was low in the sky. She looked around the room again. The sheer hangings of the bed gave the room soft hazy ethereal look that was quite relaxing. She started as her gaze fell upon five young women standing along the wall waiting for her to awaken. The first one, noticing Kaia was awake and looking at them, spoke. "We are here to bathe and anoint you."

The servant beckoned Kaia to a tub in the corner of the room, embedded in the floor. Steam wafted from the hot water perfumed with jasmine and lavender. Kaia stood, removed her jewels and dagger, walked across the room and stepped into the tub. Two girls began rubbing Kaia with soft sponges while two others cleaned and clipped her nails; the fifth combed her hair. The hot water and soft hands constantly caressing caused Kaia's arousal to build again. Her beauty was more than the slaves could resist. As soon as the two slaves finished her nails they both kissed their way up Kaia's arm and to her hard ripe nipples, which they sucked on feverishly. The two slaves washing Kaia dropped their sponges and began kissing and sucking Kaia's delicate toes. Their hands caressed her legs, kneading and massaging them down to her throbbing pussy. Kaia lay back succumbing to their ministrations as one finger entered her pussy and another caressed her clit. The last slave abandoned Kaia's hair, moved forward and passionately kissed her. With her hands free, Kaia reached for the steaming mounds of the two slaves sucking on her tits. They were already dripping wet. She slid her fingers between their slipper slits and into their sopping holes. The slave kissing her stood up and in one graceful motion lifted her leg over Kaia, placing her pussy directly in front of Kaia's waiting mouth. The slave ground her cunt against Kaia as her clit was devoured voraciously. Her orgasm swelled up inside her so quickly that she almost fainted when it came tearing out of her; she screamed in utter ecstasy. With her last bit of remaining strength she was able to climb off of Kaia before she collapsed. Kaia could feel her own pleasure building up to its breaking point. She raised her hips out of the water to provide better access to her pussy. The slave finger-fucking Kaia drove her fingers deeper into her snatch then added another finger to her puckering ass. Kaia Thrashed around as her orgasm overtook her. Water splashed out of the tub, drenching the all five slaves.

They began to withdraw their fingers and lips from Kaia. "No," she pleaded, "I need more." Two of them helped her out of the tub. She pulled one of the girls down to the floor and climbed on top of her so they could both eat out each other's cunts. Kaia was consumed with passion as she attacked the slave girl's tender snatch. At the same time her own clit was being worked on. Another slave got behind Kaia to tongue her asshole. Kaia felt a little guilty that the other two slaves where being left out but a quick glance showed that they had their legs intertwined with their pussies locked together. Kaia resumed licking at the tasty pussy under her, gliding her tongue between the soft folds and flicking it across the hard clit. Moments later the girl shuddered in pleasure as her orgasm peaked, her screams muffled by Kaia's snatch. Her head dropped from Kaia's pussy only to be replaced but the fingers of the slave tonguing Kaia's ass. The other two slaves continued to pound their clits against each other until orgasm overcame them. Kaia rolled off of the slave under her and lay on her side. She pulled the slave girl who had been licking her ass closer so that their legs crossed in the same position she had just seen. Their slick cunts touched, sending an electric jolt through them. They thrust their hips together, grinding their clits into each other. They grasped each other's hands, pulling hard and driving their cunts together with heated force. They came simultaneously in an orgasmic explosion that sent shock waves coursing through them. Kaia lay there panting as the five slave girls recovered from the orgy.

Two of them returned to Kaia's hair and finished styling it. Once they were satisfied with Kaia's appearance, they bade Kaia to stand and rubbed her with frankincense infused olive oil; her skin glowed. By the time they finished, the orange hue of the setting sun was quickly fading. Kaia again donned her jewels and dagger.

"Come, my Lady. It is time," said one of the servants. Kaia thanked them for their service and left. Still completely naked save the jewels and dagger, she descended the stone staircase, passed the lounge and entered the outer courtyard. Many initiates from the earlier orgy remained. As she passed those who remained, most activity stopped and gave rise to whispers of admiration and awe at Kaia's beauty; many rose and followed her. By the time Kaia arrived at the Temple, the throng of followers beginning at Cassiopeia's manor had swelled to a great multitude.

Cassiopeia and about thirty Priestesses waited for Kaia in front of the Temple. They were all bare-breasted, wearing only a colored sarong signifying their rank in the Order of Aphrodite. Cassiopeia stood in the center of the line and wore a white sarong and golden headdress. Their oiled bodies glowed from the light of the fire burning on the sacrificial altar. They stood in a semicircle around the altar; each one held a white turtledove. A bull, then white sheep were tied to stakes behind them. This promised to be the largest sacrifice in the history of the Temple. Cassiopeia stepped forward and spoke to the large crowd filling the Temple grounds.

"We are here tonight," she said in a stately voice, "to witness the birth of a Priestess, unlike no other we have ever known. A woman who has been in the service of the Goddess Aphrodite most of her life, a woman who has been anointed by Aphrodite herself in this very Temple." A cheer rose from the crowd. Cassiopeia approached the fire, holding the dove in front of her. Drawing for a dagger, she slit the creature's neck. Blood spurted, falling in large drops to the ground in front of the altar. "With this sacrifice," she called into the sky, "we invoke the blessing of the beautiful, loving Aphrodite and bring forth unto the world her chosen vessel, Kaia." Another cheer filled the Temple grounds.

As the bird bled to death, Cassiopeia threw it onto the altar where it was consumed by fire. One by one, each Priestess came forward and offered their sacrifice. Ten initiates followed with the lambs slitting their throats and sprinkling their blood around the altar. Finally the High Priest came with bull. He raised a great battle-axe and brought it down on the bull, almost completely severing its head. The blood flowed deeply around the altar as the High Priest recited his incantation to the Goddess of Love. With the help of several other men, they gutted, cleaned and skewered the bull and lambs, then hoisted them above the fire to be roasted for the feast that would follow the ritual.

Kaia took her place on a second altar behind the fire altar, the same altar she had been cleaning cum off of this morning as a slave. Kaia had been considerably aroused already by the attendants who had prepared her earlier that evening. The walk to the Temple with her oiled thighs rubbing her outer lips and the weight of the jewels hanging from her pussy and nipples had further increased her arousal. Now it was clearly visible; her slit dripped with wetness. Kaia wanted nothing more than to thrust her fingers into her waiting snatch and bring herself to a much-needed orgasm. The fire in her pussy was as hot as the fire on the sacrificial altar. Kaia lay back on the marble slab and squeezed her legs together trying to put more pressure on her engorged clit.

Kaia became aware of a low chanting around her. She opened her eyes and saw a large circle of about a hundred men; their skin tinted blue, all of them with very large turgid cocks. Among them were fifty women, their skin tinted white, weaving and dancing around the men. They would occasionally stop in front of the men and kneel to suck and stroke their raging erections. There had never been so many participants to a Priestess induction in the Temple's history. Each participant was highly skilled in their worship of Aphrodite, being able to maintain erections for hours and control their excitement to the point where they were constantly about ready to cum. Kaia noticed one of the women wore the gold headdress of the High Priestess, Cassiopeia. After about fifteen minutes of chanting, stroking and sucking, many of the men were on the edge of the orgasmic precipice. Yet, they exercised complete control over their cocks, careful not to slip over the edge until the proper time.

The chanting swelled to a fevered pitch then suddenly dropped to a whisper as Cassiopeia appeared at the head of the altar on which Kaia lay. "As Aphrodite was born from the foam of the sea, created by her father's genitals, so shall you be." Cassiopeia yelled and stepped back from the altar. Ten men approached and formed a circle around the altar. Kaia had never seen so many enormous cocks; she was completely surrounded. Kaia reached, taking one in each hand and one into her mouth. She sucked with her expert mouth for mere seconds before he shot his load with a savage howl. Almost instantly, the two cocks in her hands spewed their cream, followed shortly by the rest of the throbbing pricks around her, all coating her with hot cum. When the cock in her mouth was removed, Kaia immediately took the next closest one; her hands constantly searched for a length of engorged flesh. Her hunger became addictive, cum became her narcotic. As each cock came on her, another would take its place and rain on her a torrent of frothy cream. This continued for some time. Kaia was absolutely swimming in cum, covered from head to toe and her hair was soaked with it. At last, the final blast was issued by the last meaty prick.

Kaia's heart raced, pounding in her ears. Her head buzzed, vision blurred and the white-hot heat in her pussy threatened to overwhelming consciousness. She thrust her fingers into her cunt, fucking herself. The rapid motion of her hands caused the cum oozing from between her legs to make a sucking sound. Several of the white-tinted women appeared at her sides and began to lick at the cum on her body, their soft lips sucking her nipples and kissing her entire body. Kaia felt someone pulling her hands from her hungry pussy. She looked and saw Cassiopeia holding the golden wand Aphrodite had given her. Cassiopeia inserted the pearl studded phallus into Kaia and began fucking her rhythmically, twisting as she thrust. Kaia was relieved; this was the only thing that would quench her fire at the moment. She shivered with desire. Suddenly, the shiver seemed to concentrate and compress itself into the very tip of her clit. Then, it exploded. Stars burst in Kaia's eyes, her body arched, her limbs stiffened, she couldn't breathe. Her orgasm radiated from her and affected those around her; the women who were licking and kissing her also began to cum as did many in the crowd. Then Kaia fainted.

Kaia awoke a short time later amid a frenzied orgy. The outer layer of the roasting bull and lambs was now being sliced and distributed. The entire Temple grounds were filled with people engaged in one form of passion or another. Kaia was still lying on the altar in a pool of cum, now running down the sides of the stone. Women took turns licking the cum coating her entire body. Kaia stood and allowed them to lick her clean, but her cum soaked hair stuck to her back in a rather unpleasant way. She ran and jumped into the fountain pool. The cool water was refreshing. Kaia cleaned away as much cum as possible and began to exit the water when a strong hand offered to help. Kaia looked up into a set of passionate blue eyes, sparkling with lust. They belonged to a well-muscled and quite handsome local. He wore a loincloth and she could see the tip of his still soft prick peaking from under as he squatted. He must be huge, Kaia thought greedily as the fire inside her cunt re-ignited.

Kaia took his hand and he pulled her from the water; she met him with a deep kiss. She reached around to grab his tight ass, pulling his hips forward and grinding her own pelvis against his. She was rewarded with an immediate response, as his member began to stiffen. Kaia dropped to her knees, untied the loincloth and let it drop to the ground. Gently, she stroked his cock until it stood at full strength. She had been correct; he was huge. Kaia could barely wrap her fingers around his shaft. She took him into her mouth and began to bob, getting it nice and slick for what was to come next. He moaned as she worked on his cock, sucking on the tip, licking the underside, stroking the base with her hand and gently tugging on his balls. When his whole cock was dripping with her saliva, Kaia thrust her head forward, driving his cock deep into her mouth and down her throat. She began to hum a tune she had learned for these occasions, the kind of tune that causes intense vibrations in the throat that are passed to the cock. Kaia continued drawing back her head to lick the tip of his prick then driving it forward until her nose was pressed against his pubic hair at which point she would swallow, causing her throat muscles to constrict around his cock. The sensations were too intense and he shot his load into her throat within seconds. His legs could no longer support him and he collapsed under the intense delirium of pleasure. By the time he came to his senses, Kaia had gone.

As morning drew near, most of the revelers had fallen asleep either from exhaustion or wine. Kaia felt tired. She had had more orgasms in the past day than the past year. She constantly had a cock in her mouth, or was licking a pussy. Her own twat had not received a moment's rest from the hundreds of cocks, tongues and fingers that desired her. At least half the people last night sampled her hot cunt; it was completely saturated and dripping with cum. Kaia eventually fell into a blissful sleep amid cocks, cunts and warm bodies. When she awoke, the sun was bright overhead. The fire on the altar was now smoldering and carcasses of the animals were now being picked clean by scavenger birds. The Temple grounds had emptied significantly, but there were still a few groups fucking and sucking. Kaia rose and made her way to the fountain pool. Dried cum stuck to her skin and hair, she needed to bathe. Kaia jumped into the pool and swam for several minutes, washing away most of love's remains.

Kaia thought, Now what am I supposed to do? I am a High Priestess now and I am to avenge my mother. How? She thought for some time. She had quite a sum of gold coins hidden in her chamber. She would purchase passage to Athens and make her way to Thebes. Her journey would begin today. Kaia climbed from the pool and ran to her room in Cassiopeia's manor. Kaia didn't have much in material goods, a few old tunics and sarongs. She attached a leather pouch to her other leg where she placed her gold and her gold wand. Kaia was about to don one of her tunics when someone knocked on her door. Kaia opened it. There, stood Cassiopeia with some fine cloth folded in her arms.

"These are for you, my dear." Cassiopeia said holding the clothes.

"Thank you," replied Kaia. The new items were beautiful, much more appealing than her slave tunics, so she took the top two garments and dressed. Wearing a sheer silk sarong dyed blue with gold embroidery and a matching top sash that barely covered one of her breasts, Kaia placed the rest of the items in the leather bag and slung it over her shoulder. Looking lovingly at Cassiopeia, Kaia said, "I must go now."

"I know," Cassiopeia replied sadly. She doubted she would ever see Kaia again, as her place was here on Cyprus. Corinth was her past and there were far too many painful memories there. "If you hurry there should be a good selection of merchant ships preparing to leave today."

Kaia kissed Cassiopeia passionately on the lips and bid her a tearful good bye. She left her room and rushed to the port.


Chapter 3


The port bustled with activity. Merchants argued with tax collectors. Venders haggled with customers. Slaves were busy loading and unloading goods into the ships. The merchant ships, filled primarily with goods from China and Persia, were heading west to Athens or south to Alexandria in Egypt. Only a few would likely have room for passengers. First she would have to locate the Port Master to find out which ships where heading towards Athens.

She strutted along the port towards the Port Master's office, enjoying the affect she was having on the dock activity. Work stopped and onlookers gawked in lust and disbelief of her beauty. Stunned silence and many hundreds of eyes followed her along the dock. Halfway down she came to the Port Master's office and entered. The Port Master was a large burly man with weathered skin and dark greasy hair; he was counting the morning's port taxes when she entered. He looked up at her, blinked in disbelief and eventually spoke. "What business does a perty thing like you have in a hole like this?" he asked in a gruff voice.

"I am seeking passage to Athens," Kaia replied.

A depraved grin crossed his face, looking her up and down, taking in every curve of her luscious body. "Leav'n the island are we?" he inquired as he stood and walked toward the door. "There be many ships bound for Athens and for the right price," he chuckled while locking the door. "I can make sure you're on the safest ship."

Kaia narrowed her eyes in contempt. "The price," she stated, "is one gold coin to the Port Master and four to the captain of the ship."

"Aye," he replied, "but a delicate flower like yourself could get hurt. A taste of that sweet looking gash would guarantee your safety on these docks." He grabbed at her wrist to pull her towards him. With lightning speed Kaia parried his hand, grabbed his large thumb and twisted it around painfully, forcing him to his knees and his hand behind his back. She drew her dagger with her other hand and placed the tip to his throat. He struggled until he felt the tip of her dagger poking into this neck. "Now, now, my dear," he babbled, red faced and humiliated. "I meant noth'n by it. Twas a joke. One gold coin is the price of course."

"One gold coin?" she spat, "How about none and thank you for paying my passage." In a single motion she released his thumb and pushed him to the ground while cutting the cord to his coin purse and grabbing it. She was on top of him before he even hit the ground with her dagger poised to enter between the vertebrae on the back of his neck. Placing her knee painfully on his spine, she leaned forward and whispered in his ear. "Now asshole, what is the fastest ship bound for Athens?"

"There is a ship docked on the north end of the dock. It has more than sixty rowers and room for one more passenger," he sputtered, realizing he had been bested by this beauty, "They are bound for Athens."

"Thank you," she said, and then added as she kissed him on the cheek, "Ask next time, and you might get lucky." She stood and returned outside to the dock, leaving the Port Master on the floor.

She walked up to the north end of the dock where a large, beautifully crafted trireme ship sat docked. The slaves were loading the last of the goods into the cargo hold and taking their positions in the rowing berths. A man dressed in an elegant silk tunic with sandals laced to his knees stood talking with a man marking a clay tablet, most likely the inventory of today's cargo. She approached him. "Are you the captain of this vessel?" she inquired.

Annoyed he turned to see who was interrupting his work. Upon seeing her all signs of irritation left his face. "Y-y-yes" he stammered, "how may I be of service, my lady?"

"The Port Master was kind enough to arrange for passage to Athens," she stated.

"Did he?" smiled the man, somewhat regaining his composure. "Athens is our final destination. Our voyage shouldn't be more than two weeks."

"That is fine," she said. "What is your price for passage?"

"Price? I wouldn't think of it. Especially from a delightful woman such as yourself," he answered.

"That is very kind of you, Sir," smiled Kaia.

"However," he continued thoughtfully, "There is only one private cabin on the ship and that is mine. The rest of the crew sleeps on the deck. You are more than welcome to share the cabin with me."

"Thank you, Sir," she said, "I accept your offer."

"Please, call me Theadous," he retorted, trying to conceal his excitement at spending the next two weeks with this gorgeous woman. "Go make yourself at home. We'll leave within the hour. If I can be of any assistance, let me know."

Kaia climbed the plank up to the deck. It was completely flat except for the berths on the side where the rowers sat and a set of steps leading down into Captain Theadous' cabin. She descended the steps and entered. The cabin was small, with a bed against one wall and a desk against the other, but it looked comfortable. She lay on the bed and relaxed, suddenly realizing her arousal. She had awoken late from last night's ceremony and orgy. This morning's dealings had lent no time to service her now dampening pussy.

She took her golden wand, a shiver of anticipation rippling through her body, and rubbed it along the folds of her pussy lips. She lay back down, making herself as comfortable as she could without the benefit of additional pillows, and spread her legs wide, placing one foot on the floor and propping the other on the headboard of the bed. She teased her wet slit, running the wand's length against her slippery pussy lips. Each time one of the protruding pearls rubbed her clit a jolt of pleasure coursed through her. Her free hand fondled and tweaked her nipples, adding to her state of ecstasy. The familiar blaze of lust and desire began to overtake her and she quivered with the need to climax. She plunged the wand into her sopping hole, fucking herself with deep steady strokes. She felt the heat in her loins rising and the energy of her approaching orgasm building. She increased the rhythm of the wand, fucking herself at a powerful rate, at the same time attacking her clit with her fingers, rubbing it firmly. She closed her eyes and groaned in bliss. Her whole body was ablaze, fed by the firestorm in her pussy. With each thrust of the wand a shriek of delight escaped her lips until at last she passed the point of release. She let out a piercing scream as her orgasm crashed over her, washing her away into a daze of pure enchantment. Her orgasm subsided, leaving her warm and tingling, and then she drifted off into a pleasant slumber.

She awoke some time later but continued to lie with her eyes closed and smiling, recalling a pleasant dream she had involving herself with several men and women. Gradually she became aware of the sounds of soothing waves lapping at the side of the ship as they made their way through the Mediterranean. There was another sound, she noticed, a sort of rubbing, sucking sound. She also realized that she was still in the same position as she had been when she had finished masturbating, with her legs spread wide and the tip of her wand still in contact with her pussy.

She opened her eyes. It was nearing dusk; the jewels in her wand sparkled despite the low light. Immediately she discovered the source of the sound she had heard. Captain Theadous had his tunic lifted up with a firm grip on his cock; his hand was a blur as he jerked his raging hard-on. She also noticed rivulets of spunk on her leg, belly and pussy, as well as the taste on her lips. The entire crew must have jerked off to the sight of her as she slept in such a provocative position, each taking a turn to cum on her. She didn't mind but would have preferred to participate. It seemed such a waste of cock and cum to jerk off on her while she slept. The captain was in such a state of rapture he didn't even notice Kaia had awakened until she spoke to him. "Stop," she said softly.

Despite the gentleness of her voice she startled him. He quickly removed his hand and tried to conceal his protruding prick under his tunic. "F-f-forgive me, M-my Lady" he stuttered, mortified with embarrassment.

"It's quite okay," she cooed. "Come here, let me finish that for you." She drew her legs together and sat up.

Theadous, still recovering from the distress of being caught shamelessly fist-fucking his pole over a sleeping woman, approached her. She lifted his tunic. His cock had already deflated somewhat. However, as soon as her lips kissed the mushroom tip it sprung to full hardness. She sucked on the head, swirling her tongue around it. It was already oozing pre-cum from his own ministrations. She took the whole length into her mouth, bobbing her head and fucking his cock with her mouth. He didn't have an enormous organ, but the skin was soft and it was as solid as stone. It was much easier for her to perform the godlike talent of her mouth while she sucked him, her tongue dancing around his prick, slurping and licking. It only took a few moments before a surge of cum flooded her mouth. An animalistic growl escaped his throat while Kaia sucked down the remaining cum, bathing his cock clean. He staggered, swaying on unsteady legs, trying not to collapse. He leaned against the wall for support, catching his breath.

"The next time you and your crew need a release of your sexual energy," Kaia said smiling, "please include me. I so love the feel of hard cock and the taste of cum. I promise, as the chosen of Aphrodite, my pussy will be one you shall never forget."

"Very well, my Lady. As you wish," said Theadous, grinning from ear to ear.

Over the next two days, the main deck of the ship was a veritable gangbang. Kaia was continuously fucked in every orifice for a good part of each day. Most women would have been fucked raw from such a quantity of manhood but Kaia still felt fresh and eager. If the crew continued their pace perhaps she wouldn't have to rely on her wand to curb her urges. The deck became dangerously slippery from puddles of cum everywhere. One sailor was knocked unconscious when he slipped, his feet flew out from under him and he hit his head hard on the deck. They were forced to stop fucking and clean. By the second afternoon the stamina of each crewmember was depleted, much to Kaia's disappointment. With the permission of Captain Theadous, Kaia decided to give each rower slave a special treat. One by one, she sucked and fucked the slaves. She left a trail of cum wherever she went. But by that evening, after cumming at least a couple hundred times during the day, the fire in her pussy was quenched. Some of the crew were kind enough to provide her with some buckets of water to wash as she prepared for bed.

A cry of warning from one of the crew broke the otherwise tranquil mood; he spotted another ship off in the distance that appeared to be heading towards them. The sun was setting so it was difficult to see the ship with the sun in their eyes. Over the next hour Thaedous kept a close watch on the ship. It was definitely on an intercept course with them and was gaining at considerable speed. "Damn," swore Captain Theadous. "We can't outrun them, but we should be able to lose them once night falls. Engage the rowers!" The ship shot forward through the water, sped on by the sixty slaves heaving on the oars with all their might.

Darkness fell quickly after the sun had set and the mystery ship disappeared in the night. The rowers pushed hard for two more hours before Captain Theadous was confident they had evaded their pursuers. He allowed them to slow their pace but kept them rowing; he wanted to be sure there was as much distance as possible between them before dawn arrived. The rowers worked throughout the night, pulling at their oars until they began collapsing from sheer exhaustion. It would be dawn in a few hours but they could no longer maintain the current speed, their strength had been depleted.

The captain insisted Kaia wait down in his cabin so as not to distract the slaves and crew. She lay on the bed but the tension of pirates following them and the shouts of the captain up on deck kept her awake throughout the night. She passed the time masturbating half-heartedly. She came a couple of times but the tension eroded what otherwise would have been thoroughly enjoyable orgasms.

Captain Theadous heaved a sigh of relief at evading the other ship. Soon it would be dawn; by early afternoon they would reach the island of Rhodes. His thoughts were instantly silenced, an arrow sliced through the darkness and struck the captain, piercing him straight through his heart. It was followed by a hail of more arrows, accompanied by inhuman roars. Many of the crew lay dead, skewered by arrows. Those that remained were panic-stricken as the roars continued.

"Poseidon help us!" screamed a sailor. "We're under attack by centaurs!"

Another volley of arrows rained down out of the darkness, taking the last of the crew and many slaves on the top row. The slaves screamed for release from their bonds. Those who were able to pry their shackles loose dove overboard, deciding to chance the sharks rather then face centaurs.

Moments later the pursuing ship then charged from the darkness. Centaurs stationed at the rower positions gave the vessel brutal speed. A metal-capped prow scooped Theadous' ship right out of the water, crushing the side in. The creatures jumped from one ship to the other in a single massive bound.

Kaia kicked at the door, breaking it from the hinges. She drew her dagger, ascended the steps to the main deck and collided with the most hideous savage beast she had ever seen. The centaur was enormous. Kaia was a tall woman yet she barely reached the creature's waist. Each leg was the size of a tree trunk and its dark skin glistened in the starlight. It bellowed savagely and swung an enormous ax at Kaia. Surprised at how well she saw details around her despite the darkness, Kaia easily ducked out of the way as the ax that cut through the air. Then with lightning speed she leapt and with her dagger jabbed at the beast's neck, cleanly slicing open his jugular vain. He stood there for an instant, stunned that he had been struck. Then he dropped, his body quickly drained of blood.

Kaia stood poised ready to strike the next monster when two massive hands grabbed her arms and lifted her from the ground. She turned her head and found herself looking into dark, evil eyes. Its voice was gruff and broken, hard to understand. Its breath reeked and made Kaia dizzy. It splattered her face with spittle as it growled, "A jewel like you shall bring a grand price."

Kaia kicked back with her feet, striking the beast low on its torso. It howled in pain and savagely threw her to the deck. She hit with a force that would have killed average mortals. Though she was not killed she was not unharmed. Severe pain shot through her arm; it was broken. The impact left her dazed and winded. She could do little when the centaur retrieved her. She struggled against his grip but to no avail. She could hear the slaves screaming as the centaurs continued their slaughter and looting of the ship. Her captor carried her to the deck railing and leaped to his ship. There, she was stripped of her weapon and jewels then chained to the mast. She fought and pulled against the chains but they were far too thick. Eventually she relented and slumped over in defeat.





Erotic Stories

Erotic Stories eBooks

Erotic Stories Links

Ciana's Erotic Stories Banners


Erotic Stories Home

Email Ciana