After the Fall

Shivers traversed her body with each kiss upon her now sensitive flesh. she let herself relax a bit into the cot as his lips met hers. It was then that her body tense up again at the feel of his manhood pressed against her awaiting the signal to enter her.

“Are you sure Dianara'?” his voice was tender as he spoke.

Really she was not sure, but was wanting to so badly. slowly she nodded as she tighteded her finger around his
 
A shy smile of virginal innocence as Dianara nodes her hid submitting to Nickos and to the fire of passion that courses through her young body. Slowly he pressed his hips forward, till he just rested inside her virgin passage as he waited for her to adjust to him. He felt her delicate fingers curl into his, as she shipped her supple young body.

Slowly he stretched her passage as he worked in and out of its tight loving embrace. Her breathing now came in rapid little gasps her grip tightened as he nudged her maidenhead. Nickos’s lips found hers as with one powerful thrust her virginity was just a memory. He swallowed her scream of pain, then whispered

“The pain will soon pass to be replaced with pleasure.”
 
Dianara felt her body tighten as he entered her virginal passage. She tried to relax as his lips pressed against her.

With his powerful thrust she let out a scream with the sharp pain of her maidenhood being taken, but it was muffled by his kiss.

“The pain will soon pass to be replaced with pleasure.” his word we soothing as she relaxed a bit into his embrace.

The feeling of pleasure soon began as she felt him fill her with each new thrust. she bucked her hips against his tring to feel more.
 
The pain soon fades and Dianara began to slowly move her hips against Nickos’s. With their fingers entwined her arms stretched over her head all the young Trojan beauty could do is use her sweet lips the sensual undulations of her hips, and her long sculptured legs to respond to his trusting cock that stirred the fires that raged with in her young supple body as Dianara bucked and weathered beneath the Theban Prince that claimed her so completely.

He was tender with her letting her own passions gage the pace of their joining. Slowly, almost shyly the tempo that Dianara set built to a shattering crescendo as the innocent young Trojan beauty was engulfed in her first orgasm. Nickos how took the lead and wrung several more waves of violent pleasure from Dianara, each building on the other, before his own passion broke in a tidal wave that flooded through her tight virginal passion to fill her womb, her muscles rippling over his impaling manhood desperately trying to draw him further into her hungering young body.
 
Shivers of pleasures danced swiftly through her body as his passion came to a climax with in her. She could feel herself tighten around his manhood as he lay there breathing heavily as heglared upon her. Dianara brought her lips to his passionately drawing his kiss into her.

"Nikkos" came from her hips is a breath of air as she relaxed her finger in his grasp.
 
"Nickos"

Dianara’s breathe still came in ragged gasps, her body softly glowing with a rosy hue, her passion slowly ebbing, as he fingers relaxed, finally uncurling in his grasp. She hand been a princess in Troy, now she was a slave of the Theban prince. The young beauty had fought tooth and nail to save her virginity form the Spartan soldiers and now she lay in Nickos’s bed her jealously guarded virginity, that she had fought so hard for, nothing more that a fleeting memory. In the end what the Greeks and their allies could not tear from her Dianara had given it to her new master in sweet surrender.

He drew the young beauty to him and kissed her tenderly and let her fall asleep I his arms.


Most of the Greek army had departed only the Thebans and the Spartans remained. Nickos was busy all the next day. Making preparations to sail carrying for his troops as the Spartans loaded their plunder. A messenger came and summed Nickos to attend one last banquette.

He knew he could not leave Dianara alone in the camp or the rape she had feared might become a reality, nor could he take her there as an equal. There was no option other than for the young beauty to come as his slave part of the plunder of her homeland, the spoils of war.

Nickos explained it to her as gently as possible.
 
She awoke the next morning with the movenet of Nikkos. She watched as he greeted the messenger in the doorway of the tent. Deep concern drew over his face as he looked back at her. Quickly the messenge left quickly, glancing back once more at her naked fornm on the bed jelously for a moment.

"Nikkos? What is it?"

He explained about the banquet and how she would have to attend as his slave and not his equal. Dianara frowned and turned back onto the covers to think upon the news in which she had just recieved.


She was of the high court of Troy. Daughter of a Trogan general and lady of Pirams court. She had grown up with the young prince Paris and the Great WArrior Hector. They had both been good to her throughout the war.

That thought led her to her mother once again. Had she escaped or was she the slave of one of the soldiers.

She turned back to Nikkos and sat up upon th cot.

"Nikkos I will go as your slave if you do one thing for me. Find the state in which my mother is in. I need that to be settled in my mind"Her hand rested upon his cheek as she spoke.
 
"Nickos I will go as your slave if you do one thing for me. Find the state in which my mother is in. I need that to be settled in my mind."

Her hand rested upon his cheek as she spoke.


He took Dianara’s soft gentle hand from his cheek, and pressed a kiss to the palm of her hand. He felt compassion for this proud daughter of Troy who had just given him her preciously guarded virginity. He could not imagine what feelings raced through her tortured mind, her home gone, her mother enslaved or worst yet dead. All that she had known swept away by a man’s lust for another man’s wife. And the precautious whims of the gods as they moved men around in their own little games. How true all their fates hung by the slenderest of threads that could be cut at any moment.

“Dianara I can not promise you that I’ll have the answer you seek by this evening but I shall try.”

Nickos sent a trusted aid to see what information he could obtain of Dianara’s mother’s fate. The day dragged on and still there was no news. They prepared for the parting banquet. All the Spartan nobles where in attendance as well as their allies.

As soon as Nickos entered Dianara following him her eyes demurely downcast he saw the women a golden slave collar around her neck her nipples pierced and a golden chain linking them. She was far younger than he had imagined and appeared hardly older than Dianara. She must have been no more than a girl herself when she gave birth to her one look and Nickos knew that the naked beauty lying of the banquet table decorated with choice morsels was Dianara’s mother.

“Let the feasting begin.”

The Spartans seemed to enjoy the woman’s humiliation as their lips and fingers intimately caressed her stunning body. When the woman caught Dianara’s eyes and saw her pain and furry they silently pleaded with her.

Be strong my child and accept your fate as I do. Be strong my precious girl.

Nickos had allowed Dianara to dress modestly but now his host called for entertainment the flutes and harps set up a sensual melody that stirred the passions.

“Prince Nickos have your little slave dance for us , amuse us as she bares her body for our pleasure.”

They both knew that Dianara was trapped he had accepted their hospitality and had little choice but to comply. With a sad but graceful bow of his head;

“Dance for them girl and please our host as they request.”
 
She swallowed the pain of seeing her mother liying there quicly as her attention turned back to Nikko's. his words stung a bit as he changed his attutude in the croud. He now was a Prince among other high officials and royalty and had to act like it himself.

“Prince Nickos have your little slave dance for us , amuse us as she bares her body for our pleasure.”

She wanted to scream no but she knew it would be death, or even worse...slave to the troops.

“Dance for them girl and please our host as they request.” She winced as she was ushered by other servants into a corner as the music played. the servant roughly stripped her out of her dress and quickly attached ornamental gold cuff around her upper arms and thighs as well as aaround her wrists and ankles. Next a belt with long strands of bells were tied around her waist. She blushed for it did not cover anything, her breasts were still bare as well as her newly deverginized folds.

The servants coaxed her out to the floor around the table and she began to dance. She dance the dances of troy which she had been taught by the court dancers years ago. She flicked her hips letting the bells jingle with the rich music in the room. She arms rolled around her body as she began to enjoy the dance.

Dianara kept her eyes moving between those of her mother's and those of Nikkos to keep her from breaking down crying.
 
Nickos could see the pain in Dianara’s soft eyes as the male servants took her to the corner of the banquet tent, her eyes flashing from her bound mother to him, as they roughly stripped her naked then adorned her youthful body with golden bands, so as she danced the eyes of all that beheld her would be drawn to her naked breasts, a belt with long strands of bells were tied around her waist to draw their attention to Dianara’s sweet innocent sex when she danced. The young Trojan beauty blushed hotly to be so beared to her hated Spartan enemies.

Thrust into the middle of the room where all could se her, Dianara dance, the dances of troy. She flicked her hips letting the bells jingle with the rich music that filled the night, her arms rolled around her body as she began to enjoy the dance, and the tempo increased. The musicians watched the young beauty carefully and the more she became lost in the dace the faster they played. Dianara’s hands now intimately caressed her breasts, and then her head would snap back her back arched, to go in to a maddeningly sensual spin. Every man leaned forward to get a better look their lust for her growing with each passing second.

Loss in the dance Dianara did not see the two Spartan officers till it was too late. They ripped the belled belt from her waist and hoisted her struggling body to the table, forcing her to lay by her mother’s side. S the two Trojan beauties laid side by side there was no doubt that, they where mother and daughter. Quickly they rearranged the two women so they could look into each other’s eyes, and the Spartan general bellowed drunkenly.

“Breed the Trojan whores so Sparta may have sons.”
 
Dianara's heart jumped as she was broken from her trance by the Spartians. They ripped the bells from around her waist and she heard a few as they roll across the floor. Her body fought against her brain which told her to stay still and not to fight it. Her body did not respond. It only pushed against the strong Spartians as they moved her to the table. She could feel her body forced roughly onto the table alongside her mother. The men turned her to face her mother who had a solem look in her eyes.

"Don't fight them Dianara" she wispered as she had already lost every bit of hope.

Dianara felt the mens fingers dig into her flesh as they held her on the table. She was not ready to give up to them. These men were unkind and heartless unlike Prince Nikkos who had saved her from thier rape and humiliation in the first place.

She say Nikkos to the side of the table. "Prince Nikkos" She cried and reached for him throguh her stuggling against the me.
 
Dianara and her mother looked into each other’s eyes as her mother whispered to the girl not to struggle but to accept her fate. Yet the proud little Trojan beauty did struggle and continued to fight the men that where stretching her on the table spreading her legs wide exposing her innocent sex to their lust full gaze. But what hope was there for one young girl, in the camp of her enemies, bent on raping her. And yet that was not the worst of it for they intended to rape her in front of her mother. To force her to watch her mother’s rape as well.

"Prince Nickos"

Dianara cried, reaching, struggling against her rapists, their coarse hands exploring her body her most intimate areas, place she had only let Her Prince and Master touch. Yet Nickos sat there silently trapped as much as she was, for there was a fine line between what he could do to save her and not offend his hosts, for after all Dianara was a slave and the spoils of war. He leisurely rose his cup of wine to his lips as if indifferent to the girl’s fate.

“Oh proud Spartan’s, you who have laid Troy waste, you who have brought mighty Paris, slain noble Hector.”

Sarcasm dripped with every word he spoke.

“Now oh proud and mighty Spartan’s you rape a mother and daughter for sport, intend to use My Slave for your sport with out my leave, nay without even asking my leave, as if Thebes had not fought theses many years at your side and borne your cause with our blood. The gods on Olympus will sing your praise this night, the poets will sing of theses deeds of valor, your wives and daughter will yean for such a fate as you grant these women.”

As Nickos finished he threw his cup of wine from him as if it where deadly hemlock. The very action giving life to his contempt for them.

“If the sort does not please you Theban Prince then take your property and leave us to our amusements.”

Nickos draped his cloak over Dianara, and cradling her in his arms he took her to his tent. He had saved Dianara but there was nothing he could do for her mother, her screams lingered long into the night as the Spartan’s took their pleasure from her body.
 
Dianara was relieved as she walked with Nikkos through the camp. Tears still streamed down her face as she listened to the screams of her mother just a few tents down. She walked silently pulling the edges of his cloak around her watching the sand beneath her feet pass with every movement. She wished there was something she could do, but she also knew that now she was powerless.

They reached the tent and Nikkos lifted the flap of the doorway gesturing for her to enter. She did and knelt by the small fire pit that had beed set up in the middle of the tent space. she dried her tears as she watched the devilish flames dance among the pieces of driftwood. She felt his hand come to rest on her shoulder running his finger through her hair.

"there is nothing you can do for her,is there?" already knowing the answer in her heart.
 
"There is nothing you can do for her, is there?"

Nickos enfolded the young Trojan beauty in his arms. His dark eyes sad as he gazed down into her tear stained eyes.

“Nothing Dianara. If I tried to buy your mother they may killer her in spite for what I had to say to save you.”

Nickos paused for there was one way but he hated to mention it.

“Dianara,…………….”

He paused and released her from his embrace. He went to the amphora and poured a cup of wine.

“If I brought you back and gave you to them for their pleasure, with the understanding that in the morning you would both be mine there may be a chance.”

His voice trailed off, for he knew her pride and innocence both and he knew what they would demand of her body.

“ They would rape you till dawn Dianara and may still keep your mother.”
 
She leaned back into his embrace closing her eyes and relaxed into his warmth.

“If I brought you back and gave you to them for their pleasure, with the understanding that in the morning you would both be mine there may be a chance.”

This idea revolted her. Those men had killed so many and were so ruthless. A shudded ran through her body as she thought about it.

“ They would rape you till dawn Dianara and may still keep your mother.” this brought on the tears agian as she thought of what her poor mother was going through now. Pushing out of his embrace she stood up and made her way to the cot, sitting down again to think.

"Prince nikkos, I do not know what to do. I love my mother and want to get her out of there. I don't think i could let them do that to me though." as she let her head fall into her hands
 
"Prince Nickos, I do not know what to do. I love my mother and want to get her out of there. I don't think i could let them do that to me though."

Nickos came to her and enfolded the young fragile beauty in his arms his body pressed close to hers , his lips brushed hers in a tender kiss.

“Dianara I can not tell you what to do The choice is yours. I do know that you have only to choices.”

He kissed a way the tears from her soft flawless cheeks as he drew her closer to him.
“You can choose to submit to their lust to uses you, suffer the indignities of their rape of your body with no real guarantee that it will free your mother.”
He paused knowing the cruelty of what he said. He did not offer the proud little Trojan beauty any false hope if she chose the path that he laid before her.

“Or you can abandon your mother to her fate and pray the gods have mercy on her.”

Dianara’s mother screamed pierced the silence of the night.
 
She breathed heavily at the sound of her mother's screams.

"Prince Nikko's....could you not talk to them. You are their equal. You fought next to them all these years."

Her body leaned into him as she nuzzled against his neck. "If they still will not give her up you may use me as a barganing chip. Just get her out of there. She deserves better than that"
 
"Prince Nickos....could you not talk to them. You are their equal. You fought next to them all these years. If they still will not give her up you may use me as a bargaining chip. Just get her out of there. She deserves better than that"

She nuzzled closer to him desperately seeking the comfort of human contact desperately wanting her mother safe no matter what the cost. Nickos called for his attendant and gave him a message for the Spartan general.

I know you desire my slave, I will not give her up, as she was gifted to me by your king Paris. Yet I also desire her mother the thoughts of them endlessly watching me take pleasure from their bodies, as the other is forced to watch would be sweet revenge for all the suffering we have endured in this war. Yet I could not deny you that pleasure this night. So I offer my slaves body for your pleasure but neither can be marred for that would be an offence to the gods. These are desires and conditions. Do you accept them on Sparta’s honor?

Nickos affixed his royal signet to the note and then awaited the reply

It was not long before he received his answer. Tit was simple and direct.

Yes I do accept your offer Noble prince.

And was affixed with the seal of the household of Royal house hold of Sparta.[/i]

Nickos showed the reply to Dianara the choice was now hers alone.
 
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She watched the reply arrive from the spartians messenger.

Nikkos moved close and showed her the response.

Yes I do accept your offer Noble prince. she read the note alloud.

She knew what she had to do, she was to be a part of their fun.

"Nikkos, I will go. I must, she would do the same for me."

Dianara wrapped her arms around his torso burying her face into his chest.

"You will be there too, won't you?"
 
"You will be there too, won't you?"

With Dianara’s arms wrapped around his torso, her sweet face buried into his chest, he could feel her tears against his skin, the silent shutters of her sobbing. His hand gently stroked her silken hair and he just held her there for several moments.

“If I am Dianara I will have to rape you and use your body in ways you do not know, I will not be able to give you the tenderness of love that you deserve, and I will have to do the same to your mother, rape her before your eyes. Is that what you want?
 
She stood quickly, walking over to the fire pit and watched it as it mocked her situation. She wanted him to be there, but she would not be able to have his comfort. Her arms crossed, she paced the tent.

"Nikkos, I want you to be there. If not for comfor than for a face I can look to if I get scared."turning to him finalizing her decision
 
"Nickos, I want you to be there. If not for comfort than for a face I can look to if I get scared.” turning to him finalizing her decision

He watched Dianara staring blankly into the fire so alone so helpless, and it shocked him the idea that he would enjoy rapping her and have her watched as he took her mother before her. He pushed the idea from his mind as unworthy.

He draped his cloak around her shoulders and leaned her back against him.

“If that is what you want I will be there.”
 
She felt the soft material of the cloak drape accros her shoulders as he wrapped his strong arms around her.

Dianara leaned in looking up at his gentle eyes.

“If that is what you want I will be there.”

"It is what I want. I want you there. When is his all supposed to happen?"
 
"It is what I want. I want you there. When is his all supposed to happen?"


“Now Dianara.”

It was in the second hour of the evening watch and Dianara would be the willing play toy of the Spartan’s for the next eight hours. There was a hushed silence as they returned one officer was between her mother’s thighs taking his pleasure from her. All eyes where now on the young Trojan beauty. Their eyes glowed in lust and anticipation of having her.

“Welcome Prince Nickos, I see you have returned and brought back a delectable morsel for us to sample.”

“A son of Sparta how could I deny you a bit of desert.”

Nickos knew that his words must cut Dianara deeply but he had to play the part if all was to come to pass as she wished. He leaned closer to her and kissed her cheek,

”I can not stopping them from using your body any way they chose. I know them and they will use your mouth, and ass for their pleasures. If you want me to take them first Dianara just node.”

His words from her only and he waited for her nod of accent or denial.
 
Her eyes were fixed on the body of her mother as she moved in closer. Dianara could see the tears stream down from her face.

She jump slightly as a wisper brushed against her ear

”I can not stopping them from using your body any way they chose. I know them and they will use your mouth, and ass for their pleasures. If you want me to take them first Dianara just nod.”

The idea had never crossed her mind. Quickly she swallowed and gave a quick nod. If it was to any one taking her in thouse forbiddden areas thean it would be him.
 
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