"A real Greek Sorority" ( closed for LordUsagi )

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"A real Greek Sorority" ( open pm first)

Name: Alice Grant
Age:22
Height: 5'0
Weight: 140
appearance: http://uberhumor.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/beautiful-busty-girls-3.jpg
personality: sweet,shy kind has a temper

Alice was in her last year of collage and since it was the beginning of the year they had this little ritual they were going to do tonight. she belonged to one of the sorority's in the collage Alpha Delta Pi. Alice was watching the pledges get ready for tonight. Alice sighed. Alice never believed in any of this. Nor did she like being the center stage for this joke of a ritual.But every year the girl wanted it done for some reason. Alice looked at her phone to see the time. Alice Reluctantly got up and went back to her room to get ready. She was in no mood to do this tonight. seeing as she had just dumped her boyfriend of two years. Alice just wanted to stay in bed and study for her tests coming up.

Alice put on a knee length white dress with some white sandals. she put a crown of flowers on her head and walked down the the Ritual. Alice stood in front of the statue and sighed to her self. she tried to put on a big smile. Like she wanted to be there. Alice watched as they all bowed down and did what each person was suppose to do. Alice looked down and wondered what it would have been like to live with the Greek gods. she had many tattoos of the women gods and a few male. she loved this subject and studied the history.

Alice always wondered why the collage had a huge statue of Hephaestus. he wasn't even one of the main gods but Alice always liked it anyway. he wondered how close it came to his likeness. as she was staring at his muscled body she through of dirty thought's. all of the sudden she felt dizzy and blacked out.
 
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Hephaestus looked at his brother Hermes, "what is this?" He indicated the slumped figure of a woman that Hermes held in his arms.

"This my brother," Hermes laid the woman down on the large bed, next to the naked goddess Aphrodite, "is your birthday present from me. You wouldn't believe how far I had to travel to find her."

Aphrodite looked at the girl, "she is a bit short, but large breasts and child bearing hips. I am sure you will enjoy her later, but for now let's get back to my present to you my husband."

The goddess of beauty maneuvered herself onto all fours and braced herself for her husbands yearly taking of her.

"That is my message to leave," Hermes said before disappearing from the room.

"Quickly husband, I have a competition to go judge."

At his wife's urging, the blacksmith of the gods grasped her hips and firmly buried his prodigious cock deep inside her. He curiously watched girl that was lying on his bed, wondering if she would ever awaken, while the room was filled with his loud grunts as Aphrodite teased him with her tight pussy.

Finally with a large animalistic howl he came, filling his wife with his seed. Aphrodite almost immediately pulled away and stood, slipping on her dress she smiled at her husband.

"You get better every year my love, let's hope this time I bear a child for you."

When she had left, the god slumped in his chair and watched the girl that was now supposedly his.
 
Alice awoke on something soft. Alice didn't want to open her eyes. she felt warm and safe. but the she remembered what had happened and opened her eyes and sat up swiftly. Again her head started to spin and she laid back down but then opened her eyes again. she looked around the room and saw angelic like things. white satin sheets and covers. she saw clouds and then noticed a huge mountain of a man sitting in the corner." whe..where am I."

Alice tried to replay the moment up till she blacked out." look if its money you want my parents are rich and will pay you." really freaked out Alice tried getting up again. But slowly this time and touched her feet to the floor. Alice looked at the huge man again. scared of her surroundings" please don't hurt me.

Alice tried to remain calm and relaxed. Alice was going to kill the girls for this little prank. when did they talk about her getting kidnapped by some huge brute. she tried to wrap her mind around the events that have taken place.
 
Hephaestus heard the girl speak, but could not understand her, that made him think she was definitely from foreign shores outside of the known World. Only barbarians did not speak the tongue the gods had given them, yet this woman did not seem barbaric, her dress and appearance was well kept.

Again she spoke, this time with panic and fear in her voice, but still he could not understand her. He could understand why she would be afraid, he unlike many of the gods was not blessed with appealing visage. He was not ugly but had a hard face and the body of one who worked tirelessly at his forges. From what he saw of the the girl he would tower over her in height, and after she had probably seen Hermes, his face and bulk would almost look animalistic to her.

Aphrodite often said he was the ugliest man she allowed between her legs and his wife was known by a lot of the gods and mortals. It was that wild untamed look that ensured he spent very little time with the other gods, mostly by his own choice, and thus often felt alone, except for his servants of the forge. It was that harsh appearance that made one goddess, Hecate, often visit her monster man. When she called him that it was with affection and they would spend hours discussing the magic of the forge or in her case, personal power.

Thinking of Hecate made him recall the potion she recently gave him, with instructions that he would need it on his birthday. He looked over at the bottle on a table and decided it was time to trust his instincts.

Standing would allow the girl to see him fully, as he was still naked, which he did not mind. The girl was to be his slave, so it would serve her to know what she would be enduring. As he walked towards her, his now semi erect cock swayed from side to side. It was long, but not too long that it did not fit inside most of the women he had been with. But it had girth, and with his bush of pubic hair, matted from the combined juices of him and his wife, the glistening shaft must have looked like a monster ready to pounce.

He downed the now retrieved potion and turned to the girl, trying his best produce a friendly smile. Now close enough to her he noticed the strange colored markings on her flesh. This definitely marked her as someone from across the sea, or the cold north, though these markings looked, a lot more intricate than the patterns of various tribes.

Suspecting that the potion was one that would allow the girl and himself to communicate, he spoke to her for the first time.

"Do not be afraid, I will not physically harm you." He looked her over again, his eyes trying to make out the various markings that were visible. "You are a gift from my brother Hermes for my birthday. So you are my slave." Seeing worry in her at his words he continued, "but you can earn your freedom." He pointed to won of her tattoos. "I find those intriguing and wish to hear about them. I also see you have more than one." He grinned, "once we have copulated an equal number of times equal to each different marking, I will have my brother return you to your home, with gold and jewels if you so desire."
 
Alice not believing any of this was real and just some sick joke for the pledges." listen i know my friends can get carried away but this is kidnapping and you can go to prison for this. So why don't you just let me go." Alice sighed when she found out this huge beast of a man couldn't speak English. she sat back on the bed and closed her eyes. a moment later Alice saw him drink something and wondered if he was a drunken man.

Alice looked over the huge man and saw he was naked she could not help but stare at his manhood. when she caught her self staring she looked away and kept her eyes on the floor. when she looked at his again. Alice saw how built and handsome he was and she blushed at the sinful thoughts. Alice was figuring on a way to escape when she heard his voice.

Alice looked at him then she looked at her tattoos." you mean my tattoos. These are just something i got. I love mythology." Alice thought this man was weird. how could this man not know what a tattoo was." When Alice heard the term slave this made her angry. She marched over to him in her stilettos and got a little feisty with him." i am no one's and i repeat no one's slave. i refuse to bow down to a man like you. You act drunk and think your gods gift to women. I refuse to do anything you want."

Alice stormed back to the bed and sighted. She hated when she got that rude but she was not going to be bossed around because her so called friends did this stupid joke let alone this stupid ritual. Alice looked at the man and sighed. Here he was trying to be nice and strike up a conversation.

Alice got up and walked over to the man and looked up at him." look i don't want to be here my stupid friends thought this would be a funny joke i just want to go home and forget about this night." Alice looked up at him with her almost crying eyes and tried to use this move on him. she figured it would work. Alice knew she was beautiful and any guy would do what she wanted so it had to work.
 
He watched her strut up and down, first admonishing him then almost pleading. He had also noticed her gaze fall to his manhood more than once, though she had also seemed both afraid and excited.

"I do not think your friends should be called such, for selling you into slavery," he shrugged, "but maybe they had no choice, my brother Hermes is as fast as lightning."

He reached up and touched her face, "you are very beautiful and I can understand why you would be horrified by my appearance. I am not the gods gift to woman, that would be Adonis, but I know a thing or two about pleasing them." He stuck his tongue out and it was thick and reached past his chin.

He stepped back from her, giving her a nodding appraisal.

"Do not be afraid, I will not harm you. I may be large but I will support my weight on my arms, or if you prefer we can copulate like animals and that way you won't be subjected to my horrific visage."

He nodded thoughtfully, "but that will be for another time. You may be anxious to return home soon but I fear that having just spent the morning with my wife, I may take a long time to fill you with my seed, and I do not want our first time to be too exhausting for you."

"Let us rather learn about your intriguing tattoos, as you called them." He offered her a hand, "I am Hephaestus, and by what name are you known my golden haired beauty that is not my slave, but rather my lover for a brief time."
 
Alice didn't notice Hephaestus walking up to her and she flinched away with his touch. Alice felt bad because this man was a nice one and she didn't want him to feel bad or feel like she hated him. Hephaestus just scared her was all. Alice felt sadden at the things he called him self." It saddens me that you think your self so ugly. I know we just met but i am attracted to you as i would be of any man with good looks. Whoever tells you such things are fools and you should not bother with such people. your very handsome and i love your body. be proud of the way you look and not what others think."

Alice walked up to Hephaestus and gently kissed him upon his lips slowly. Alice backed away."surly you have seen tattoos before. Its the twenty first century. There is not a man alive who does not have a tattoo. but i will indulge you. what would you like to know. I can tell you everything about them. Why people get them. How it's done."

Alice sat in the chair that Hephaestus was sitting in waiting for his answer. Alice looked around and saw the beauty of his home. Alice heard Hephaestus voice yet again and looked in his direction." My name is Alice." Alice blushed at the sudden compliment.
 
Hephaestus was a bit surprised when she kissed him, but he did find it enjoyable. She was pretty and sweet, now that her initial shock of her capture was overcome, but she did seem a bit strange and spoke of strange things.

"I have seen such markings on people before, though usually on great warriors and never so elaborate and colorful as yours." He nodded, "I would be honored to hear more, and perhaps to see more of your markings, especially as they may be concealed by your clothing and here I stand naked."

He smiled, "if you would prefer I can cloth myself, though most mortals are pleased to see their gods naked, I know no mortal man has ever complained when my wife Aphrodite disrobes before them."
 
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