After the Fall

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A closed thread for papillon24 & cgraven.


It was The Face that launched a thousand ships, the ill fated love story, a story of betrayal, the stuff that legends are made of., spawns heroes, Hector, Achilles, and Odysseus, not to mention the great wooden horse, the Trojan Horse. After years of war countless deaths, heroes fallen in battle, the city finally taken by stealth rather than by force and to what end? Bloody revenge, looting, blood letting rape and pillage those things that the legends do not dwell on.

This is a story of Mighty Troy after its fall, a story of one of her daughters, the story of one of Greece’s sons. So in the flickering light of burning Troy amidst of it weeping daughters our tale begins.


Nickos the Theban had fought the hole long war, he was there when Achilles fell before the city, he had lane in the belly of The Great Wooden Horse, open the gates that laid low mighty Troy. He had been a callow youth at the beginning of it all, now he was a scared old veteran, he bore his scares with honor, yet now his stomach churned at the piteous cries of Troy’s daughters at their rape. He turned a corner to see four Spartans closing in on a slip of a girl.

 

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Dianara

Dianara had watched from her balcony as the city fell when the Spartans took over the city. Most of her life she had known war. Only a tender 13 when it started, 23 now and too old to mary. It did not matter though for most of the men of marrying age were dead or not of rank to marry her class.

The mighty Hector was dead a Paris had run. He house hold was of a highborn line. Her father ad fought many times as a Captian of the Gaurd, but one time he did not return. His body was later found and sent back to her and her mother leaving the family empty.

When the cit had falled, her mother hid her away and was taken as a slave by one of the soldiers. She hid till there was silence in the large house. Only then she emerged from her hiding place in the bathhouse only to encounter four Spartian soldiers scouting the large house as to set up barraks.

Her heart fluttered as she ran. She could hear their footsteps colse behind her as she made her way to the back door and into the allyway. She could hear their shouts and snickers as they closed in on her.

Then one caught a piece of her shy blue dress causing her to fall to the ground. It was all she could do not to sceam. She knew it would do no good anyways. There was no one to help her.

The slodiers were rough as their hands groped her and tore her dress, exposing her body to the light. They pulled and tugged her long wavy black hair as the pushed her up against the ally walls. She tried to fight but it was hopeless. Four soldiers against one petite girl from a high born family. The odds were against her

 

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They pulled and tugged her long wavy black hair as the pushed her up against the ally walls, her clenched little fists beat on their chests, then like a cornered little wild cat her hand opened and her nails racked across the eyes of her nearest attacker.

WHAP

“Trojan Bitch”

He hurled the young beauty to the ground his hand went to the hilt of his sword, the girl lay their in all her naked glory her young life hanging by a thread.

HOLD

Nickos’s voice rang out clear and strong, it carried the air of command, the Spartans soldiers turned their hands stilled for the moment, the eyes narrowed in anger as they beheld the Captain of the Theban cohort.

“This house and all that belongs to it is a gift to Thebes from Sparta…………….”

Nickos paused his eyes narrowing as they slowly moved from one soldier to the next

“Or would you rather answer to your King?”

The Spartans grumbled among themselves and slowly backed off. Nickos tossed a rag to the huddled girl as he stood towering over her.

“What is your name girl?”

 

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Dianara was stunned a bit by her body being thrown . Her head began to throb as it hit the ground. The commotion around her confused her not knowing what to think. Th idea of her death was formost on her mind.

“What is your name girl?” the voice was gentler than the others.

Quickly she came to her senses realizing her nakedness in front of these men. She grabbed the rag covering her self the best she could. Her head still spun.

"My name is Dianara" Her words were soft and almost unheard.

 

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The frightened young woman grabbed desperately at the rag Nickos tossed her. She covered her nakedness as best she could.

"My name is Dianara"

Her voice was a soft hoarse whisper more girl than woman, her soft doe eyes wide with fear. The Spartans grumbled among themselves their voices sharp, guttural, anger clearly etched on their faces. One, obliviously the leader stepped forward.

Theban I do not doubt your word but this Trojan bitch has besmirched Sparta’s honor.

The situation was turning dangerous again and Nickos’s mind raced for a way out of it.

“Noble Spartans how could such a slip of a girl do such a thing? Surely Spartans deserve a woman of fire to quench their lust……….not a slip of a girl.”

Nickos voice was smooth cultured as he strove to protect this maiden for surely she could be nothing less.


“We shall see Noble Theban.”

He punctuated his statement with a nod. One Spartan came to guard with his spear, the leader snatched the rag from Dianara as the other two stretched the girl spread eagled.

“If a Maiden then she is yours Theban, if a woman then ours.”

The Spartan leered down at Dianara, he knelt between her thighs, and his finger parted the soft silken petals of her labia as he worked it inside the bucking girl. Nickos griped his swords hilt in futile anger. The Spartan delighted in Dianara’s distress, ten a scowl creased his face.

”It seems she is yours Theban.”

Nickos scooped the girl into his arms covered her in his cloak.

“Where do you live Dianara?”

 

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With a quick snatch the soldiers took her oly covering. The one thing that was a barrier from their eyes. Thier quickness in thier debate made her heart race. HEr body was soon forced to be spread out. She could do nothig against their strenght as her body was laid spread on the dusty ground.

A look of horror washed accross her face as one of the men entered her. No one before had even dared to try that before. But then the times had change and she was no longer who she once was.

”It seems she is yours Theban.” The words confused her. she wondered what was to happen to her.

His arms were strong as he picked her up off the groung from where shy lie. She could feel her tiny frame shake uncontrollably as he wrapped his cloak around her, sheilding her nakedness from the eyes of the spartan soldiers.

“Where do you live Dianara?” He spoke softly and gently as he tried to ease her nerves.

She turned to hear the grumbles of the men behind them as the two began to walk away.

"I just live down the road in the large house with the grand balcony. Well I used to. It had now been taken over by the soldiers"

She wondered why he was being so kind in the aftermath of this war. Or was he being kind? The questions of her fate ran through her head, now throbbing with a dull pain. She felt her head spin a bit. she leaned her head against his chest resting her hurting head

 

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"I just live down the road in the large house with the grand balcony. Well I used to. It had now been taken over by the soldiers"

“Show me”

Nickos followed Dianara down the dark alley way to the back of the villa that once was her family’s. As they entered a Theban soldier came to attention.

“Prince Nickos”

“Stand easy Longpicious I require but a room for myself and my slave.”

The Theban solider led his prince to a large room, Nickos noticed the tear that glisten in Dianara’s eye.

“Thank you that will be all”

Longpicious cast an appraising eye on the young girl then gave his Prince a knowing smile before discreetly withdrawing.

“Dianara whose chamber was this…. Tell me of your life.”

 

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She led him around the corners of the allyway that she knew so well. So many times she had snuck out against her mother's wishing. Her heart began to race as she watched the soldiers come in and out of what was once her villa.


“Prince Nickos” A soldier came to attention to the one who had saved her, or at least she thought that is what he had done.

"A prince?" the words came out in a wisper at her disbelief.

The soldier led them into a large room near the back of the villa. It was her parents room. The grandest in the house.

“Dianara whose chamber was this…. Tell me of your life.” She turned in suprise of his words. Why was he interested? What did he want of her?

Her words were soft as she began"

"This chamber was that of my father and mother. Mother was taken away just before those soldiers found me. I have not seen father for ten years. I was only thirteen at the time. His body was sent back to us."

She turned to look around the room. The grand bed covered in fine silks. Tapistries from all over the world. Gold lined much of the furnature.

 

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"This chamber was that of my father and mother……………………………..

Nickos watched as the young exotic beauty’s eyes sadly surveyed the room there was a deep sadness in her eyes a sadness that belied her years. He took Dianara’s hands in his dark eyes held hers captive for a moment. Slowly he formed the thoughts trying to find the right words, but there where no right words for what Nickos had to say.

“Dianara that life is over and best forgotten.”

He paused finding what he had to say neck repulsive yet none the less true.

“You have but two choices one is to run and suffer rape, slavery or death. The other is to become a slave of my household.”

There it was said the choice was now the young Trojan beauty’s.

 

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His movements shocked her. She still was not used to those coming and being so forward towards er because of her father's status. Quickly she pulled away turnign from seeing his eyes.



“You have but two choices one is to run and suffer rape, slavery or death. The other is to become a slave of my household.”

The words took her by surprise. It couldn't be. She was the daughter of a highborn family. Friends of Paris and Hector. How was it that her fate had come to these two choices.

She stepped back turning towards the window and looked out upon the ruined city. All she could see was the wave of soldier not from Troy. It all was setting in.

Quickly she relized her nakedness in all this. She made her way to the dressing room of her mother. She turned closing the door behind her.

The beautiful robes still all were hung along the sides. She picked one of a royal purple lined in golden thread. Next to the mirror. Quickly she brushed out the dirt and dust and pulled it up placing a golden comb in it. She felt like herself again.

She made her way back to the doors of the dressing room. Taking a deep breath she opened them to face the prince and make her decision.

"I have made my decision" Slowly she made her way over to him and stood facing him straight in the eye. "I will not be manhandled again by then again" Pointing to the soldiers down below. "I choose to stay in your household. I hope I will be safer here.

 

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An so the young Trojan beauty’s life changed. No longer the child of privilege she was now dependent on Nickos’s good will. All that she had known was swept away. The Greek army withdrew from Troy, the city raped and pillaged the dead left lying where they feel. The black clouds of smoke obscured the sun as the once magnificent city burned. Troy burned for a week but even that was not enough to satisfy the Spartan King now he had the city completely razed till not a stone stood on a stone. Then slowly the mighty army that had laid Troy low disbanded and slowly made their way home.

An army even a small one like the Theban’s offered little comforts or consultations for a woman, never mind a woman of quality like Dianara. Nickos’s tent had but a single camp couch. After the first day’s march he shrugged off his armor, washed then called for his evening meal. He laid there his body still glistening with a fine sheen of sweat, as he reclined on the couch.

“Dianara come join me.”

It was obvious unless the young beauty intended to sleep on the ground like a common slave she would have to share Nickos’s couch.

 

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The day had been a long one as they left Troy. Her beautiful home was burned to nothing. All she had left was a small box filled with a few of her dresses and a few pieces of jewelry which Nickos had let her gather before they departed.

The sun shone hotter then usual as the camp was prepared for the evening. She was allowed to bathe in private and dress as she wished. THis was not her life now. She would have to make the best of this situation. At least she was alive and untouched.

A soldier apprached her taking her by the arm and harshly escorted her to Nickos's tent. She entered slowly watching as he lay reclined on the small camp couch. His tent was smaller than what she had expected.


“Dianara come join me.”

She made her way over and sat on the egde.

 

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Dianara sat on the edge of the couch. There was an aloofness to her, a shy quality as well. Nickos placed a gentle but firm hand on her shoulder drawing the daughter of Troy down to lay by his side.

His couch was narrow nothing as grand as the ones in his father’s house or for that matter in the house that Dianara had known. His body was pressed close to hers his arms lightly around the girl’s waist as they lay there. Nickos’s breath was hot and moist, his breathing stirred the stray wisps of hair at the nape of her neck.

“Dianara”

Nickos’s voice was deep and husky as he felt a stirring in his loins for this young beauty.

 

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She felt his hands as they gently eased her into his arms. She lay there for a moment wondering his intentions. She felt his warmth as her body pressed against his. She could feel his heat and it stired her senses.



“Dianara”

His voice sent a shutter through her body. She let herself press into his strong frame feeling safe for the firt time since before the war started.

 

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Nickos felt the slight shutter that pass through the young Trojan beauty when he spoke her name. Dianara soft supple body pressed back into him his arms now encircled her holding her close. His breathing became more rapid, Nickos’s ardor grew stronger pressing up against the firm contours of Dianara firm little ass. His hot moist breath stirred the wisps of hair at the at the nape of her neck.

Slowly he pressed his body to hers and nibbled at Dianara’s earlobe. Nickos longed to take his prize, after all it was his right she was nothing but the spoils of war, his that he had claimed by right of conquest, yet in his mind he saw the frightened young girl stripped naked and at the mercy of the Spartans.

So many had died for lust so many lost for lust and yet he desired this young beauty.

 

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Dianara

The feel of his breath stirred something within her. At this she now knew his intentions as his strong arms pulled her in closer. She could feel her heart race faster with every hot breath of his against her neck. Dianara longed to move, jump up and run but something kept her laying here next to him.

Slowly she turned to face him. She stared for a time into his eyes, examining the lines of his face. She saw his desire for her.

"Prince Nikos.." Her delicate hand made its way up to his face. She knew he wanted to take her, and for some reason she was somewhat alright with that. "Thank you for saving me from my fate with the Spartians

 

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Dianara turned her pale young face to Nickos her eyes studying him her full moist lips parted slightly, her breathing ragged her heart pounding like a frighten little bird held in his hand.

"Prince Nickos.”

Dianara’s hand gently caressed his cheek, her moist lips so tempting as he gazed on their seductive bow.

"Thank you for saving me from my fate with the Spartans”

The young Theban Prince’s lips brushed Dianara’s. His tongued slid across her lower lip, the even white ridge of the young Trojan beauty’s teeth to slip with in her unguarded mouth. Nickos savored the sweetness of the frightened girls mouth his tongue seductively invited hers to dance whit his in dark forbidden pleasure. Hie fingers slipped the strap of her gown from her silken shoulder her breast bared to his gaze.

 

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Her heart jumped at his touch, so warm, so gentle. It was nothing like she had expected from the men of her enimies.

She felt his fingers move to let the soft material of her gown fall from her shoulder to expose the flesh beneath. dianara pressed her delicate frame into him feeling thier flesh meet.

Her fingers danced selicately along the small of his back letting her nails dig in. She wanted him. She could not explain this feeling. She was his captive. what feelings were these that stired within her?

 

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The soft warm flesh of Dianara’s. delicate body thrilled Nickos, the sweetness of her mouth the way her nails dug in to the small of his back ignited his passions for the young Trojan beauty. His fingers slid the other strap from her alabaster shoulder baring the young beauty to the waist . Slowly he broke their kiss then light butterfly kisses floated down the sensual curve of Dianara’s neck, his kisses explored the seductive contours of the girl’s breasts the sweetly scented valley between, and then his tongue flicked out to sensually circle her pale cinnamon areola teasing her sensitive flesh to flick across the girl’s taunt nipple.

Nickos’s mouth slowly seducing the proud young beauty, enkindling the flames of passion born in their kiss.

 

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Dianara's skin was afire as his kisses explored her now bare torso. Every touch, every kiss dug deep within her giving her a new sensation. Gasp after gasp prince Nikkos pushed her senses farther and farther.

Dianara felt her body jump at the sensation upon her bare nipple and the teasing around it. She felt her fingers dig into is flesh, trying to control the fire within her, and between her legs, but it was no good. She could see the passion in his eyes as they watched her movments. She stopped to wonder for a moment what he wa thinking as his hands and mouth drove her wild.

 

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Nickos felt Dianara's supple young body jump at the first contact of his lips to her virgin nipple, her little gasps of pleasure, the way her body arched to his mouth. And her nails digging into his flesh told him of the passions that burned with in the young beauty.

Slowly his fingers strayed to the sash of her gown; they freed the knot that held it closed. Nickos’s lips moved lower, those sensual kisses floating down across her quivering abdomen, the young prince’s tongue teased Dianara's naval in a long seductive lick. He lays back the soft folds of the gown to expose the young Trojan beauty’s naked perfection. Dianara's breath was coming in short gasps as his hot moist breath washed over the girl’s virgin mound. The sweet fragrance of her innocent was intoxicating her downy fleece stirred by his breathe. Nickos’s head bent as he kissed the virgin treasure between her legs is tongued snaked out to taste her.

 

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Dianara's back arrched, stretched out more with every lap of the prince's tongue. The warm trail down her belly as it manouvered it's way to her forbidden treasure. Her body spun as his tongue darted out taking the first taste of her.

Dianara's finger graced their way through the princes tich hair, entwining themselves within.

 

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Dianara's body arched to the prince’s mouth a desperate cry escaped her parched lips. Nickos felt the young Trojan virgin’s fingers entwined in his hair drawing him deeper into her hungering body.

Slowly his tongue darted into Dianara's virgin passage, snaking deeper into the girls quiver core, teasing her, pleasing her and tempting her to surrender to him. His mouth lashed her innocent pussy, his lips and tongue claimed Dianara's throbbing clit. He suckled the throbbing bud nipped at it then slowly he drew a steady cool stream of air over the young beauty’s feverish clit. Nickos greedily sup on her sweet nectar as he wrung pleasure from her virginal body, till it engulfed the hapless beauty in a violent ecstasy

 

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Her body was afire as the prince's tongue dance along her sweet virging slit. She urned for more. More of the pleasure that was so new to her. She could feel her innocence floating away into the passing wind and with each deeply heaved breath that she took. Deeper deeper the ecstasy took her in building more with each ovement of his talented tongue. Waves of this intoxicating ecstacy over took her body deep into orgasm sending cries into the dust.

 

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Waves of this intoxicating ecstasy over took her body deep into orgasm sending cries into the dust.

The taste of Dianara's sweet nectar bathing Nickos’s mouth and tongue was sweeter to him than the ambrosia of the gods of Mont Olympus. He wrung several more quivering orgasms from the Trojan beauty before he kissed his way back up her supple body the taste of salt from the fine sweat that covered her silken skin so enticing. His lips brushed hers in a sweet passionate kiss his fingers interlaced with hers, as he stretched her arms above her head. He broke their kiss smiling down at her as the velvet helmet of his manhood pressed tenderly against her virgin folds..

“Are you sure Dianara’s'?”