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Kassandra walked slowly down the sidewalk. Rock music blared into her head as her blood red locks swung before her green eyes. Kass was 18 and tired of life. BEing teased and made fun of in highschool made having any kind of relationship impossible. But she kept going every day, just to sleep every night. In her dreams she had created a world where she was loved, and every night held a new adventure in this world of her making.

As she tread softly up the stair Kass stripped down to her underware before pulling on a thin tank top and pj pants. Music set aside she was free to submerge in her world. Softly she laid on her bed and closed her eyes. Safe in her soft haven of blankets and pillows she was a goddess.

But what Kass didn't know was she wouldn't be waking up that night nor many to follow.

I tread softly through the castle, my robe losely falling around my form as I searched for him, Apollo. My body shivered just thinking of his touch, so many nights we had been together, so many nights to cherish. Beneath my robe my naked form was tanned and toned, no longer the paleness of the real world. Many lovers and friends were here with me, my servants served me only to be pleased by my sight or touch.

Pushing the door to his glorious chamber open I searched for Apollo knowing his sunny form was waiting for me to find it.

OOc: Alright I need someone to play Apollo and I could use some attendants that love Kassandra. This is a very loose thread with many possiblities.So post up and have fun.
 
Apollo, the Sun god, who brings life-giving heat and light to Earth, stood in the rear of the semi-dark chamber waiting. His right hand held a lyre and his left the "Egg of Creation."

"Come my Trojan princess." His voice thundered and echoed. "I have been waiting." He watched with with penetrating eyes as she walked forward. "Your curse has been hard, but you have stood it well.'

He moved forward to meet, to touch, to gaze upon her form, but first there had to be the test.

"Tell me. Why are you here?"
 
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Kassandra walked slowly deeper into the chamber holding her robe tightly around her as Apollo acknoledged her she knelt before him, as he asked her why she was there she took a breath and lowered her head, "I have come to make good on the promise I broke long ago my lord," she said softly as she kept her head lowered, getting lightheaded from the energy that he was emmiting.


"If you would have me..."
 
"If you would have me..."

"I would have had you long ago. There was a time when the utterances of you tongue was listened to by all. There was a time when your face and form stunned all. There was a time when you were respected by all."

He bent slightly, placed a hand under her chin, and lifted so that their eyes met. For a few moments there was no blinking, no consciousness, save for the look into the soul of the other. Finally, he released her and her visage dropped. Apollo looked up and stared into the distance.

"BUT YOU SPURNED ME!" The words reverberated. "Therefore, you were placed under my curse; a curse that left you with no respect and your prophecies were no longer believed."

With both firm hands he grasped her by the shoulders, pulling her from her knees, so that her head lay against his bare chest.

"Tell me." He asked. "Which promise have you come to make good.?"
 
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Kassandra swalloed as he looked into her soul, feeling him see right through her. As he spoke of times past she said nothing but listened to his tone and as he lifted her to her feet and pulling him against her. She looked up at him, "I did promise you I would be only yours, I have spent years now paying for the ill I have done against you. I wish to be wholly yours my lord, soul and..body.." She bit her lip and dared a look up at him.

"If you still wish it my lord..."
 
Apollo, son of Zeus and Leto, brother of the beautiful Artemis, studied the princess intensely. He has much authority, partly from his role as god of prophecy. His temple and oracle at Delphi, the most famous sanctuary in the Mediterranean, is only one of his many oracles. With his beauty, Apollo is the personification of the Greek ideal of male beauty.

"I do still wish that you become mine." He finally replied. At his will, the loose robe slid from her shoulders and eased toward the floor, gradually revealing her entire nudity. She gasped and instinctively moved to stop her exposure.

"No!" He commanded. "If you are to become mine, it is necessary that your earnesty and committment be verifed and tested. We will shortly visit the Oracle of Delphi where my priestess, Pythia awaits.'

He walked around her naked trembling body, marveling her curves, the frimness of her breast, shapely thighs, and her golden hair. Facing her backside, he placed his hands around her waist and pulled her to him, so that she could sense and feel his arousement. His hands traveled up and brushed across her nipples until they hardened.

"The other Gods are watching." He whispered in her ear, the wind of his voice blowing across her tiny hairs. "If I do not punish you I will become their laughingstock."

He turned her body around.

"Think hard my dear, on what you ask. Are you ready for your trials and punishment? If not, go now!"
 
Kassandra could hardly believ the god still wanted her. She had stayed a miaden for him, as was required to live in his temples and serve him. As he spoke and her robe slid, her hands did not go to grasp the fabric, but to cover her nakedness, her goddess given beauty. As he spoke she pulled her hands down letting them fall limply at her sides.

As he pulled her against him she closed her eyes biting her lip gently. And she fought a sigh of pleasure as her body tensed at his touch. His whisper made it harder to conceal her body's enjoyment. As He turned her she opened her eyes and nodded. "I will take any punishment you feel needed my lord..."
 
The roar and rush was quick, soon replaced by thick silence, as Kassandra found her nude body laying across a smoothed marble alter, covered only bay a sheer veil. At Apollo’s manifestation, the High Priestess, Pythia, fell prostrate on the floor.

“Hail my Lord and Master!” She cried. “Hail to him who brings beauty, music, and art to the mortals.”

“Rise my child.” He replied. “I have bought work for you.” He pointed to the to the form on the alter, motionless, save for the rise and fall of her ample bosom. A pained expression swept across the face of the priestess as she stood and approached the table’s end. She slowly pulled the thin semi-transparent material away revealing her feet and calves, but in a spurt of jealous rage harshly spread her legs.

“But why Lord?” She pleaded. “Have I not satisfied thine every need? Have I not left your majestic rod spent and happy?”

“You have been a good and faithful slave, but woman, do not question me lest you be made to suffer punishment yourself. “

“Punishment? What is she to endure?”

“She must pass through the cleansing of depravity and humiliation. If she is able to endure such, she will be mine through eternity.”

“Yes Master, what is my role?”

Apollo snatched the covering away and looked at Kassandra. Lowering his head to meet hers they kissed, his tongue probing, searching for her essence, pausing only to direct his Priestess.

“Gaze upon her loveliness.” He commanded. “I know all things in your heart, and I know that you have a taste for women equal to that of man. Ravish her......probe her.....spread so that all is exposed. Her flesh is at your desire.”

Kassandra felt feminine hands slide up her legs and begin to gently massage her thighs, while Apollo’s lips were firmly planted upon hers. He pulled away and traced her visage with his fingers, while P used her tongue to trace the edges of her labia. She jumped with a startled gasp when the wet tongue flicked across her clit.
 
As she found herself laying on the cold marble altar she shudder, but dare not move. As he exchanged words with his priestess she lay still her eyes closed until his lips touched her, as he kissed her her body felt electrified. Hands slid up her thighs making her body shudder, her nipples immediately hardening as lips touch her most sacred of places.

She had expected Apollo to take her but she never thought she would be taken by his priestess. Her body unwillingly responded as the priestess' lips her hips lifting from the marble for a moment towards the woman's mouth biting her lower lip and her eyes closed in pleasure.
 
Apollo gazed at Kassandra with powerful intensity, gauging each response to the stimulations expertly applied by his High Priestess.

“Yes, my dear slut.” He whispered. “Go with it. Let this woman bring you to the brink of ultimate physical pleasure.”

He opened royal garment and placed held his huge rigid staff of life close to her lips.

“Draw on this.” He commanded. “Use thy mouth and tongue to give me the same pleasure your are receiving.”

She obeyed to the best of her ability, taking as much in as possible before stopped by the gag reflex. The pleasures were beginning to overwhelm her, the only conscious desire being for relief from the mounting and unbearable tensions. Her Master observed the approaching climax, and pulled back, while ordering Pythia to cease her efforts.

“No my dear.” He said while stroking her hair. “That pleasure is not for your loins yet. Remember that this is your trial.”

Immediately, Kassandra felt herself turned over so that her bare nipples, breast, and hot flowing womanhood pushed against the cold bare marble. Her legs were spread widely and arms secured above her head, each limb held still and immovable by straps. Her next sensation was the hard stinging slap across her ass cheeks by Apollo’s flat firm hand. This was followed by several more, as she squirmed and futilely tried to soften the blows of punishment. The pain was intense and she felt her backside redden yet at the same time, the wetness of passion dribbled from her being, puddling and obvious to both Apollo and Pythia. Suddenly the spankings stopped, and she found herself once again on her back.

“Ride those lips.” He ordered his Priestess. “And I shall ride the sacred caverns.”

Kassandra felt Apollo slowly enter, inch by inch, until she felt she would explode. Finally, he stopped and held still; his rod pulsating deep within her. Pythia straddled her mouth.

“Lick and ravish me until I hit the peak of orgasm.” She ordered.
 
Kassandra felt her body being pulled towards a high peak, something she had never felt before. The sensations were buring through her body and as she felt Apollo push his cock into her mouth she sucked and licked as she had seen the temple priestess' do. As she felt the fire burn almost to consume her the pleasure stopped, her body crying out for release as Apollo informed her that she was begin punished. Within seconds she was turned over and felt a searing slap against her ass. She moved it crying out as her breasts pressed harder against the cold marble, she could feel heat radiate from her stinging cheeks.

As she was turned over once more she cried out loudly as Apollo pushed his hardness into her dripping cunt. He was the first man to enter her in such a way, her body convulsed slightly as the priestess straddled her face. This was something she knew how to do. She had been made to pleasure the higher priestess' with her mouth and had learned such ways. Her tongue slid between her lips and began to lick the woman, tasting her salty sweetness. soon her tongue flicked over her clit, dipping into her wetness to make her moan and writhe.
 
Kassandra licked and sucked vigorously, tongue diving deep inside the wet soft fold, as Pythia ground her pussy into the eager face.

"Yes, you royal whore! Feed on my juices!" The Priestess screamed. "Taste me slut. You do well." As orgasm begin began to approach like a poweful tornado, she called to her Master.

"Master! She screamed. "May I cum on the slut's face? Please?"

"At your will." Replied Apollo. as he slowly pulled out, then rammed back in quickly and with force.

The screams of Pythia were loud and gruntal, echoing off the walls, smothering and drenching Kassanda's face with her cum. The Master contined to fuck, steadily increasing speed with each stroke, and the slave under him began to moan, once again approaching the throes of bliss. Apollo quickly stopped.

"Once again, my dear. No satisfaction yet. But you may watch this." He grabbed Pythia, turned her on all fours aside Kassandra, moved atop the alter, and mounted her from behind. Kassandra felt her hands being released from the straps as she watched her Master and his priestess in hot action.
 
Kassandra kept up her licking and sucking bringing the priestess to orgasm rather quickly. She licked up all of her juices feeling herself close to that wonderful release. Her body convulsed as she felt Apollo pull out. She meant to fight back, plead to him to let her cum. But she didnt as he let her arms go, she slid them to hug her body as she watched him take his priestess.

She moved to the side of the cold altar her fingers brushing her nipples gently, she was afraid to touch herself lest Apollo be anger further with her.
 
"Wait Master." Pyhtia spoke, eying her female companion with scorn. "Let her have the divine view." She straddled the young slave so that voluminous breast dangled iand slapped Kassandra's face.

"Good." Bellowed Apollo as he reentered his priest from behind. "Suck my High Priestes's magestic tits." He ordered.

Kassandra tried to suck the glorious breast, but the were swinging wildly from the fast powerful thrusts intiated by her Master. Soon both were moaning loudly.

"OH YES MASTER!' Pythia screamed. "FUCK ME! OOOOOOOH! I"M CUNNING!"

They both came in a long series of peaks and ebbs that ended with the Priestess collapsing on the slave. The eyes of the two women met briefly, and as if on cue, they began kissing deeply. Apollo pulled his still huge and rigid cock out of the top woman and let it fall between the legs of his love. He pushed on the back of Pythia, and she instinctively knew his wished.

"Lick my wet cum filled pussy." She commanded.

Kassandra heard the order and felt the top woman"s body slide up, but the biggest sensation was that of Apollo entering her again. Quickly, the wet matted pussy was against her lips while Apollo's began to slowly fuck her.
 
Kassandra loved the view she was getting the woman's breasts were beautiful. And Kass tried to catch them in her mouth as they swung maddly before long the Priestess was kissing her and Apollo was pushing into her. SHe couldnt help but gasp once again as the priestess slid her used pussy onto her lips. SOon she was licking and sucking the cum from her pussy, tasting the sweetness of Apollo once more.

SHe groaned into her cunt, her tongue working maddly to please Pythia.
 
The sweet call of moans from Apollo's priestess and slave had summoned many of the Gods who began watching with a lustful intrigue. Particularly interested was Hades. He watched with enjoyment as Apollo brought the power of the sun into Kass as she burned with pleasure deep in her pussy.
 
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SHe groaned into her cunt, her tongue working maddly to please Pythia.

Three naked sweating bodies lay atop the altar. Two were spent and sated. One was mad with the need for release. Apollo backed out of Pythia to allow her to slide off Kass.

"Stand wench." He ordered, and the wanton slave found the strength to situp, place her feet on the floor, and stand. Her hair was wildly disheveled, pussy matted, and body slick with sweat, cum, and Pythia's juices.

"I feel the presence of company." Apollo muttered, then turned and looked upward and outward. "Join us friend Hades. The slut waits."
 
Honored by the gracious offering of Apollo, Hades moved closer to the altar and began inahling the beauty of the moment as the slave of Apollo's priestess stand motionless in waiting.

Often in the underworld, Hades pleasured the souls of the mortals with pain and torment, but seeing Kassandra's willingness to accept the true pleasure of the Gods, he came up behind her and began running his hands along her gifted body. He took her breast in one hand, causing her nipple to tighten almost instantly from the chill in his hands brought up from the depths of the underworld. He could snese her enjoyment, and fear at the same time.

His other hand moved down the front of her, touching her still-hot clit which was eager for attention. Her body relaxed just enough for Hades to move his hand down and run his fingers into her tight, swelling pussy.
 
Kassandra found the will to stand.. from where she had only a slight idea that Apollo had leant her some energy. HEr head was bowed slightly as they were graced with the presence of the Lord of the Underworld. His hands were ice cold, and as he took hold of her breast her nipple hardened as goosebumps rose on her skin.

His hand slid down her torso and into her dripping pussy, her body leaned against his ice cold figure her body beging for the release she knew would not come.
 
Apollo watched the unholy discourse of beauty and hell with growing misgivings, unsure if the flirtation with the dark side could do his love real harm. Had He gone too far in his test? His objective had been to break Kassandra down to the point in which He could build her spirt up, so that her one and only purpose was to submit to His will, a will that sought to have her reign at His side, submitted only to Him. When Hades tired of his fun, Apollo took her by the hand.

"Come go with me." There was tenderness in His voice. He quietly led her into another smaller chamber. The floor was carpeted with with fresh rose petals, centering around an ample tub of heated water. He picked up a clay jug sittlng adjacent to the bathing vessel and began pouring its' contentents into the steamy water.

"Bathe like the Gods." He said. "This will soothe and cleanse your body and soul."
 
Kassandra had kept her eyes shut as Hades had touched her, her body giving over to his icy touch, But as Apolo reached for her hand she felt the warmth return to her. With a sigh she returned to him following him in surprise to see the rose petals on the floor and the steam rising from a lavish tub. As he spoke, and told her to bathe she stepped into the bath slowly, as her foot entered then her other a warmth like no other spread through her. She gasped slightly letting the water caress her as she sat down in the water.
 
Apollo sat near the tub as Kassandra began to heal.

"When you found me." He said. "You said "'I wish to be wholly yours my lord, soul and..body.'" Now, I want you to think long and hard about what you ask." He rose from His seat, moved behind , and began to knead her shoulders. She dropped her head on His hands relishing the touch.

"After the due consideration, then tell me, in one hundred words or more, what it would mean to be wholly Mine....body and soul."

He snapped his fingers, and two female attendants walked in. "Tend to hear." He ordered them. "You are at her beck and call til I return." He leaned down and kissed her. "If you answer My question, the pain and frustration can end soon. These two are your servants while I am gone.
 
Kassandra sat there and as she felt his hands on her neck, her body shuddered. The two attendants came in and nodded at her as Apollo disappeared. "Wash me and make me fit for my god..." she instructed them as they began to wash her and massage sweet oil into her skin.

All the while her mind was racing she knew what she would tell him and thought of nothing else as she was washed dried and dressed until she glowed like a goddess herself, Sitting in the lavish room on a gold lounger she waited for APollo to return, her stomach turning.
 
Sometime later Apollo returned. For a few moments he froze. Her beauty had parlyzed even Him, and when the abililty to move did returned, He found himslef struggling against the urge to rush to her side and take her.

"You are lovely my dear." He finally said. What is it that you will tell me?
 
Kassandra swallowed her head lowering. Her eyes on her hands.

"I have thought long and hard about what you have asked me. To belong to you body and soul is what any person under Mt.Olympus would long for. I have spent my entire life living in the shadows of your temples, staying pure to beg for your forgiveness for what I have done to you. If you would want me to be yours I would only think of you, you are the only person I want to please…live to please. My body would be yours to use as you wish, anytime you wish, I want to be only yours, to live in your sunshine once again. To repay the debt I owe to you. My soul has forever been yours even before I was born. Even my mind. All the time I lived in your temple I never looked at another man, because you were all I dreamt about and longed for to fill the empty void in my heart and soul.." with that she breathed deeply, hoping she had pleased her god.
 
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