The Goddess of Spring has a Dark Side ((Closed))

[Destiny]

It's still raining, it has been raining for at least 3 days. She looked out the glass walls of the green house and watched the watery landscape with a sigh on her full lips. The Flowers nymphs chattered happily off in the corner, unconcerned with the rain or the girl who watched it. She looked once more at them and then way biting her lower lip. Her mother, Demeter, Was off in the village several miles away and wasn't to return until dark. Persephone smiled softly as she had an idea and decided to follow her thoughts calling out to the gathered Nymphs.

I will be back in a moment.

She waited as they offered to help or follow and she refused the offers, knowing the silly creatures would forget as soon as she left the room. She walked along the inside of the large green house, finally coming to a door she could escape out of house. The rain struck her but it was warm and she was soaked from the moment she walked away from the house that was more her prison then a home. She walked further and further afield losing herself in the realm of the mortals large open fields, with spots of trees clumped in various places to provide privacy when one wanted to enjoy the day. But today there was only the rain, she still didn't care she had been cooped up for 3 days, after her mother had called the East Wind to come and soak the land. Demeter was trying a new lush forest with her controlled environs.

Remember Persephone, you must maintain control. Everything must be neat and orderly there can be no Chaos in your designs.

Persephone closed her eyes remembering her mother's tirade after she had been allowed to bring forth Spring for the first time in her life. She had been so excited that her magic surged, flowers had bloomed across the fields and valleys. Her designs if you could call them that had been the chaos her mother truly hated and Persephone had though she had made the world a wondrous place because of her chaos. That had been 2 years ago and now she couldn't even grow a blade of grass. Some Goddess of Spring she was, not. After that day and her mother making her feel like a child she hadn't been able to grow anything, she had wilted and her power with her. A tear mixed with the rain and she sighed.

But now it was time for her to go off to Atlantis University, she would finally have the freedom she craved. Maybe. 3 days ago Hades had shown up to get plants for Hecate that only Demeter knew how to obtain and her mother had gone into lock down mode. Persephone had been shoved in her room. Demeter had darkened the glasshouse and she had met him outside, in her usual unwelcoming manner. Now her mother was rethinking her finally letting her leave. Persephone was in turmoil. She wanted to go and be away from her mother. Yes she would have guardians and of course she would have to maintain constant contact with her mother. But, some freedom was better then none. She would be staying in the house her mother owned in Atlantis. All of the Gods and Goddesses had a residence there.

Looking up at the sky she groaned and shook her head, kicking a rock as she spoke. Stupid Hades.

The fog that began to gather made her pause and she bit her lower lip here eyes narrowing as the temperature had a definite degree change. She saw someone near to hand that she hadn't seen a moment ago, but the fog was so thick she couldn't make him out. Just as she was about to call out to the man, she was surrounded by soaking wet flower nymphs as they rambled and chattered that her mother was home and she was being summoned. She looked back over her shoulder and her eyes flared as she saw the tall very distinguished man standing in the meadow she had just been dragged from, staring at her with the most intense gaze that made her skin tingle as if she had been caressed from head to toe.... Who was he?

 

[cgraven]

The world had turned over many times sense humanity had forgotten the Gods and Goddess of Olympus. The trouble of being immortal is that you kept going on and on even if you had been pushed to the side and forgotten. Some of the Olympians chose to accept their fate others did not. Demeter still ruled over nature in her predictable structured way as if nothing had changed whether mankind noticed or not. Hades still ruled over the realm of the dead but now a days only the souls of those cursed to wander or suffer crossed the river Styx. Those that were bound for the Alyssum fields did not as they served a new god. For Hades it was a lonely existence with only Cerberus for company.



Hades decided that he needed company, no not company but a mate. It was then that Persephone caught Hades’ attention. She was a calmly young beauty the daughter of Demeter yet unlike her mother Persephone was chaotic, wild, and unpredictable. Oh, she did try but in the end just let her magic slip away. For all intents she was now only an immortal human, but a very attractive one to say the least.



Now names are a powerful and the mere utterance of ones true name had the power to bring the speaker of that name into the presence of the named one. Hades softly uttered Persephone . the fog cloaked him, she looked directly at him and yet did not truly see him. He could almost touch her, her hand seemed to reach out toward him, but then she was surrounded by a group of soaking wet flower nymphs as they rambled and chattered that her mother was home, and she was being summoned. Hades decided then that Demeter would be his.



To kidnap the young beauty, to carry her off to his realm, would be to simple. Now to seduce her, to bind her to him , now that would be delightful. He knew that Persephone would be soon going off to Atlantis University. It was there far from Demeter interference that he would begin his dark seduction Persephone. Hades would cloak himself as a mere human, a professor, of art. A kindly older man only interested in his students and their art. Hades smiled wickedly as the mist gathered around him. When the mist cleared a kindly older man, with ginger hair with a touch of sliver at his temples stood in Hades place. Now he would take of the role of professor and wait for Persephone to step into his trap.

 

[Destiny]

The conversation going on in the other room had Persephone riveted on the edge of sanity.

"I have decided that I am not going to allow Persephone to attend AU, I can't protect her and do all that I have to do in the mortal realm. I thought sending off the flower nymphs with her would be secure enough, but like most of the flowers they are named for they are useless. I mean I left them alone for only a few hours and she was off wandering in the rain. Thank goodness it was only Eurus, that was blowing that storm for me... it isn't like he could stop what I had asked him to do. " Demeter droned on and on about how Persephone was a handful and she couldn't be left unattended. Hestia and Artemis who were also in attendance along with Hera spoke in endless conversation about their offspring and still Persephone listened. Then she heard ... was that Artemis..." You know my dear Demeter I maintain a residence in Atlantis like all of you, but unlike the rest of you I am always in attendance. If you would like I would be thrilled to have Persephone live with me while she attends AU, of course Hermes and Apollo do visit on occasion. But as I said I am always there and I wouldn't mind making sure she is taken care of, and as you know I am an excellent shot, if any would be suitors wanted or not were to show up."

Persephone held her breath, she closed her eyes and silently screamed in her head as she heard the words spoken, and the other two goddesses offered up positive responses to Artemis' offer. Then she heard it, " Well, are you sure she will be watched, when she isn't attending classes." Artemis assured her that she would indeed. Persephone almost passed out before she remembered she was supposed to breath, cause even a goddess wasn't immune to pain. She ran to her room and grabbed a pillow and screamed in elated joy, because her mother had acquiesced to Artemis. Persephone was going to AU.

************************************2 weeks later************************************

"This will be your room, you have a bathroom through there and just feel free to roam about as you will dear. " Artemis spoke leading Persephone around to her rooms. Persephone nodded and made mental notes of where she would place her things and she couldn't stop smiling. " Oh thanks Artemis, you are so wonderful to take me in, this is amazing. " They spoke and chattered for about a half an hour more before Persephone told her she had to head over to the University to get the rest of schedule worked out. She had received a letter that one of her classes was no longer available, apparently a Demi-God had been sleeping with Zeus and she couldn't be located anymore.

"What do you mean the only class available is Art? How am I supposed to use art in this life?" She shook her head, and she was terrified they would tell her mother and the last thing she wanted to do was get Demeter involved, "I guess if that is all you have available is art, I will take it." Grumbling she headed off home.

 

[cgraven]

Hades took up his disguise as Professor Marcus Batard, professor of art. He wore a long flowing professor’s gown, and a mortarboard cap. Hs wire framed glasses rested low on his nose, giving him the appearance of continually looking over them. One would think that this would give him the appearance of a stogy old professor, and it did at first glance, yet if one took more than a casual glance it gave Batard a quite different impression of the man, one of quite strength, and a forceful will. Not a man to be trifled with.



Batard strolled into his freshman art class. “If you think that this is a class of classical art appreciation then you will be very wrong and perhaps disappointed. “The class is a study of the classical, and the divine art from. You will learn to draw and explore this art form.”



For the next hour Batard demonstrated how the Human and Devine from had been depicted from the classical period to the present. The most scandalous naked male and females of the period represented each error.



“ In summation you will learn how to draw the human form.” Batard paused a moment before continuing. “ As the university has no funds for professional models each of you will pose for your fellow students.

 

[Destiny]

"...... fog, dense, dark, and cold fog surrounded her she could hear the rain feel it dancing across her skin and she saw the shadow figure once more watching her, she could feel his eyes sliding across her skin making it tingle, giving her gooseflesh." Persephone sat up in bed, sweat glistened across her skin causing her T shirt to stick to her she took a deep breath why was she having such a bad dream? No not bad, strange she knew that face knew that figure.


Sitting in the class, she watched the professor as he moved about the class. Taking notes occasionally she shook her head as she wondered how she was ever going to get through a class where she was going to have to draw people. She was lucky her stick figures were straight. She looked about the room at the other students and sighed once more and then bent her head over her notebook her notes were scraps of nothing and she yawned, quickly covering her mouth. Sea foam green eyes continue to track professor is he paced the class.

(“ In summation you will learn how to draw the human form.” Batard paused a moment before continuing. “ As the university has no funds for professional models each of you will pose for your fellow students.)

Her head snapped up eyes fixed on the professor as he spoke those words model for the fellow students she couldn't have heard right that was impossible model how..... nude? Her mother would have a field day. Raising her hand she called attention to herself taking a deep breath, "excuse me professor did you say model for our fellow students?"

 

[cgraven]

Hades, in the disguise of Professor Batard, smiled to himself as Persephone head snapped up, as she waved her hand in an effort to catch the professor’s attention and then stammered, "excuse me professor did you say model for our fellow students?"



“Yes I certainly did………” he paused for a moment as if to put a name to the face of the stunning young beauty. Of course, He knew well what her name was and who her overprotective mother was. He waited for Persephone to give her name or had she too had decided on a Nome de Plume or was she foolish enough to use her real name and putting the power of her true name to any of her fellow students. “……. Is that a problem young lady to pose for your fellow students. Or does posing in the nude reflect your parents morals?”



Hades / Batard had chosen his words carefully so as to provoke the girl’s rebellious streak, implying she did not have the freedom to do as he wished, or she desired.

 

[Destiny]

She met the direct stare of the professor with one of her own,"my name is Per... stephanie... Sorry Stephanie... yes that's it my friends call me Steph, " her breathing had paused for the briefest of moments when he had looked at her and she chewed her lower lip the only indication that she was nervous. She had almost forgotten the name her mother wanted her to use. Taking a deep breath causing her chest to swell against the confines of her shirt and bra she finally responded," Well yes, I suppose it is. I mean Not on a moralistic basis. But sitting naked in a room full of people you have no idea about. ...." she shrugged her shoulders and looked about at the other students hoping someone would back up her comment and sighed once more when none did. " Look I am not saying that the human form is a bad thing there a lot of actually very well put together individuals on this campus, but its an entirely another thing to sit before them nude. "

She finally finished speaking and then shrugged, " If we choose not to pose for the class, how will that effect our grade?" Her mother would kill her if she posed nude, she knew it.

 

[cgraven]

Batard smiled to himself as the young beauty blurted out and stammered "my name is Per... stephanie... Sorry Stephanie... yes that's it my friends call me Steph, " Such a foolish little creature she was, she had given her real name, before covering and declaring her name was Stephanie. Batard would play along for now. The young beauty was nervous, she worried her sensuous lower lip. Steph took a deep breath, her firm young breasts strained against her blouse presenting a most delightful picture.



" Well yes, I suppose it is. I mean not on a moralistic basis. But sitting naked in a room full of people you have no idea about. ...." Batard smiled kindly his voice low and sensual a voice felt as much as heard. “ could it be that you have no idea what they think of you Steph? Bared of all trappings, just you in all your naked glory or imperfections.” Batard had chosen his words carefully, would this young beauty’s rise to the bait or would she run and hide?



" Look I am not saying that the human form is a bad thing there a lot of actually very well put together individuals on this campus, but it’s an entirely another thing to sit before them nude. If we choose not to pose for the class, how will that effect our grade?" Steph knew her mother would kill her if she posed nude, she knew it. Did she want the freedom that university offered or would she still be Demeter’s good little girl.



“If you choose not to take your turn to pose Steph then you will fail the course.” He had answered her question point blank. “If you think it may help then you could pose for me to become accustomed to posing in the nude Steph.” He knew it was a daring move, but he was anxious to see what the girl would.

 

[Destiny]

Wrinkling her nose she seemed to be thinking and she opened her mouth to answer....

Another girl piped up and called to the professor, "honestly, I don't think there is anything wrong with posing naked. I mean we all look the same under our clothing, just some one us take better care of ourselves then others. " She said rather snarkily as she slid a jealous gaze over Persephone's body and she shrugged." Go with the flow and stop being a prude. "

Persephone looked up at the girl and arched a brow and wished she could turn he into plant. A really spiky one with ugly flowers. Looking back to the Professor Batard," Well as I am sure this isn't needed right now, I will just have to think on it, Sir. It is after all only the first day of classes and we haven't even cracked open a book, box of crayons, which I am sure some of us need," she glared pointedly at the other girl and then let her gaze drop back to you. " I guess I will just have to see how I feel after someone else goes first."

Crossing her legs under her desk she began to pack up all of her supplies, preparing to get ready to leave as the class was almost over and she was feeling a bit queasy in her stomach. What in all the gods was she thinking? This was only first day of classes and she was already going to fail... she knew it.

 

[cgraven]

Steph’s concerns about posing in the nude seemed were not the option of her fellow students as a young beauty challenged her. "Honestly, I don't think there is anything wrong with posing naked. I mean we all look the same under our clothing, just someone us take better care of ourselves then others. " The girl’s sharp reply almost seemed like a personal attack on Steph. The gaze that the young redhead slid over Steph’s gorgeous young body was equal parts jealousy and unabashed lust as if the young redhead could not wait to see Steph in all her naked glory. The girl shrugged." Go with the flow and stop being a prude. "



Looking back to the Professor Batard, Steph cooed, " Well as I am sure this isn't needed right now, I will just have to think on it, Sir. It is after all only the first day of classes and we haven't even cracked open a book, box of crayons, which I am sure some of us need," she glared pointedly at the young redhead and then let her gaze drop back to Batard. " I guess I will just have to see how I feel after someone else goes first." Batard could almost read Steph’s thoughts as she crossed her shapely legs, What in all the gods was she thinking? This was only first day of classes, and she was already going to fail... she knew it.



Several weeks had passed sense that first day and the gorgeous you redhead was the first to pose in the nude. It was obvious that she took great pride in her supple young body. Batard took his time, as he paid particular attention to Steph, and her artistic ability quickly progressed from stick figures. “Steph the human figure in art is a matter of lines, circles and half circles, yet the lines are not merely straight but become sinuous.” As he spoke he drew a line that was a sinuous. “ Now the line has become the model’s upper torso, her trim waist, and the swell of her hips.” As he spoke his hot moist breath stirred the stray whips of hair at the nape of Steph’s neck.



Batard / Hades slow seduction of Steph continued. It was fourth week of class when Batard announced that Steph would be the model for the next class. The moment of truth had come for the young beauty.

 

[Destiny]

Persephone walked along the corridors admiring all of the plant life. Reaching up she was going to examine a leaf before touching the actually plant she stopped closing her fist tight and letting her arm fall to her waist.

The tree would have died almost instantly, some Goddess of Spring she was... killer of plants Goddess more like. Biting the inside o her cheek she took a long deep breath and slowly let the breath out to calm herself, She hated feeling this way. Squaring her shoulders she decided to head over to one of the cafe's on campus. She was done with Classes for the day and was definitely hungry having skipped breakfast that morning.

The cafe was a quaint little alfresco type place. Umbrella-ed tables were scattered around the opening and it being such a lovely day she settled on an outdoor table. While awaiting a waiter she gathered items out of her bags and began to go over all the syllabi for her various classes. Hoping she wasn't being too ambitious with her case load and taking notes Persephone wrote down all of the items she would still need for each class. Notes Persephone, take lots of notes and make sure you write down everything you need to do, always follow a well thought out plan and idea. Her mother's words could be heard in her head and closing her eyes she closed all of the books she had opened just as a waiter appeared.

She was definitely going to enjoy college if the man before her was any indication of guys should could finally meet. The waiter smiled at Persephone and remarked," How can I help you?" Persephone swallowed a bit and the blush that slid across her cheek, emphasized the spray of freckles she had on her nose.." Um do you have Sweet Tea with Lemon and those little puff pastry things with the creme in the middle?" The young man chuckled softly and inclined his head,"Indeed we do I will bring that right out to you, and if I can say this... I like to see a girl enjoying herself rather then only drinking water." And he gestured to another table and the girl that had been snarky in class early sat there with only a glass of water and ignoring the world as she played on her phone. Persephone dimpled a grin at the male and she shrugged," I am treating myself for a change. " The waiter walked off after commenting under his breath," I would like to treat myself..." Persephone blushed having heard the comment, but he couldn't have been talking about her. there was no way.

Picking up a book she had been examining earlier she began to read the contents looking up only once as her food and drink were brought to her, to thank the waiter for the food.

Now four weeks later, Persephone felt the hot breath along her neck making her skin pebble with gooseflesh. Her heartbeat increased with her breathing, "your next" . She dropped the brush she had been holding and she looked back over her shoulder into Batard's eyes, her lips bare inches from his own as she spoke. "I... "the blush that slid up and along her cheeks conveyed just how innocent she truly was," I don't think i am ready.." she whispered to him so that no one else could hear.

Almost everyone had posed in the class, and while they had all been mostly professional. She had watched the guys after the classes studying and talking in small groups every time a girl had posed. " Can I at least have a strategically placed sheet?" Her giggle was nervous if not cute and that blush still rode her cheeks like a lovers caress.

She knew the answer before he spoke and she cleared her throat and nodded her head. "As you say Sir." She picked up the dropped brush and gathered her things. there was no way she would be able to finish the class today.

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The next class Persephone had dressed in her usual shorts, tank top with a light jacket. Walking into the back changing area she stood behind a screen a full 20 minutes before anyone was to arrive and she fidgeted with stuff in her bags. Her hands shook and she took deep breathes to keep from throwing up. "What the underworld had she gotten herself into... "

Stripping off her clothing the fabric skimmed along her skin with a slight hiss and she stood before the mirrors of the staging area and fixed her long red gold curls atop her head. She remember Batard had told her all the models had to wear their hair up to show the long line of the necks. Moving slowly and peeking out to see if anyone was about she sighed seeing the Drawing room still empty and she took a long silk wrapper and draped it about her body and moved to the dais where the seat sat for her to perch on for class.

She knew she was going to be there for at least and hour and a half, and she wouldn't have to be full nude until after 10 minutes into the class when everyone was settled and set up and waiting to start painting. She sank onto the plush cushion of the stool and she placed her hands in her lap as she watched the first of the students come into the class.....

 

[cgraven]

Steph was faced with the fact that almost everyone had posed in the class, and while they had all been mostly professional. Yet she had noticed that guys in the class were talking in small groups every time a girl had posed. She had asked Batard " Can I at least have a strategically placed sheet?" Despite herself Steph giggle nervously and a blush still rode her cheeks like a lovers caress. She knew the Professor’s answer before he spoke, and she cleared her throat and nodded her head. "As you say Sir." She picked up the dropped brush and gathered her things. there was no way she would be able to finish the class today.



The day had come for Steph to pose in the nude. Batard was pleased that she had not fought her fate. As her fellow students filed into class Steph sat on the stool on the small dais, a silken warp covering her, a thin shield, and a bit of modesty she could take comfort in for the moment. It was then as Steph sat there that Batard made an announcement. “Today we move on to our next step in the drawing of the human form.” He then turned to Steph. “Steph please stand my dear.” His voice was dark, smooth as silk, and yet there was the unmistakable note of command in it. Batard’s voice was felt as much as heard. “ He turned to the class.” Gentleman remove the stool and bring in the chase lounge.



The chase lounge was brought to the dais and Batard turned to Steph. “ Remove your wrap and recline Steph.” He watched as the young beauty wrap slid from her gorgeous young body, her naked perfection reveled to all. He watched as she reclined. “Place your right arm behind your head, arch your back, spread your thighs a bit, and raise your left knee Steph. The pose that Batard had Steph take was sensual, scandalous, and her her firm young breast thrust up and out as if offering them to all that gazed upon her.

 

[Destiny]

Her lips parted and she took a deep breath as the wrap was slowly untied and the silk whispered across her shoulders and down her arms. The fabric pooled at her feet and she bit her lower lip as she moved to the dais. Moving along the covered lounge trying not to reveal everything she placed a pillow under her lower back making her body arc up and thrusting her breasts up. Her coral pink nipples pebbled in the cold room as she swallowed and laid back along the pillows. she placed her left arm behind her head and used her other arm to cover her face so that she only had to peek out watching everyone look along her body. Finally she slowly raised her left knee and parted her thighs slightly exposing her red gold love nest before she was finally settled. Her alabaster skin was also pebbled with goose flesh and she shivered slightly and finally settled down to lay perfectly still.

"Professor, I think you said she was supposed to put her other arm under her head," the snarky one spoke. "I can't see her face and she really should part her thighs more." Persephone bit her lower lip trying to hold her tongue not wanting to move and not wanting to draw even more attention to how incredibly uncomfortable she was.

 

[cgraven]

Batard loved Steph forced striptease. The sight of this young vivacious beauty in all her naked glory stirred his desires to possess her for his own personal and sexual pleasure. He watched as Steph reclined and assume the pose he directed. It was then as Steph lay there her firm young breasts thrust up and off in a sensual offering to all, her pale pink rose bud nipples capping her dusky pink areolas, and her pale alabaster skin kissed the most delightful shade of pink. Steph had draped her right arm over her face.



It was then the young redhead cooed, "Professor, I think you said she was supposed to put her other arm under her head, I can't see her face and she really should part her thighs more." The young redhead wanted Steph to suffer complete embracement and humiliation.



“Your quite correct Miss.” Batard turned to Steph. “ Steph spread your thighs a bit more.” Batard watched as the young goddess of Spring slowly spread her thighs. It was not until her sweet tawny golden fleece and coral pink labia where clearly visible to all that he said. “Very good Step.” Her blushed seemed to go from crimson to scarlet, when Batard pushed her just a little further.



“The hand you have covering your face move it to your right breast and let your fingers toy with your nipple Steph”

 

[Destiny]

Stink weed, no no... that Dead horse smelling lily... yes that... Oh if only I could do it... She gritted her teeth, thinking of everything she would do to the girl if she could for one moment do ANYTHING beyond live for all time.

She shifted following her professors requests and staring off into the void. No emotion showed on her face as she laid there stiffly legs parted as requested, exposing her entire body for all the room to see, slowly sliding her hand up and along her abdomen to her breasts and resting it just below the curve of her nipples. Taking a deep breath she shifted and moved just the tiniest bit.

Finally the class was over and she could go back to the changing room. She was stiff from laying without moving for that long hour and she could here the other girl rattling off all her complaints about how bad of a model Persephone was. And another girl telling her to shut up and get over herself already. definitely going to turn her into some deadly smelling plant that would make flies crawl all over her.

Gathering her clothing about her she sat for a moment to go through her bags to find something else to wear home, it was a bit later in the year and things were getting colder. The sounds from the other room were gone now as everyone had left and Persephone started to get dressed once more. Stuffing all of her things in her bag she checked the changing room and made sure it was cleaned up and she walked out into the dimly lit drawing room. Did they really leave her alone here in the darker room, a sound to her left drew her gaze and she was surprised seeing Professor Batard at an easel. "I am leaving now, I hope I did well enough for your model today professor." It was a question more then a statement and she turned to go.

 

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Batard / Hades watched Steph’s reactions as he redirected her pose to one that was much more reveling and embarrassing at the jealous young redhead’s suggestion. He studied Steph during the hour of the class. The way she blushed, of how her nipples grew to hard little peaks caping her now puffy areolas. He Idly wonder was it the chill of the room or was Steph becoming aroused at being forced to pose so provocatively in the nude.



Like the end of all the classes there was the normal chatter and discussion of the days model and her pose. It seemed that Steph had inspired two reactions. One of catty jealousy and the other of unabashed admiration and lust.



It was the last class of the day and by the time Steph emerged from the dressing room. The classroom lay in darkness with the exception of the dais which was bathed in a harsh white light. Steph started at a sound to her left, that drew her gaze, and she was surprised to see Professor Batard at an easel. "I am leaving now. I hope I did well enough for your model today professor." Batard could see that It was more a question than a statement. Steph hesitated a moment before she turned she to go.



“I was Impressed with your modeling today Steph.” He smiled into her soft stormy eyes. “ Steph be so kind as to strip naked, I which to draw you……..Now.” His voice was soft subtilty dark and sensual, yet there was a note of command. “ I would like you to pose as you did today in class. But with your hands above your head and your wrists bound. As he spoke a red silken cord dangled from his fingers.

 

[Destiny]

“I was Impressed with your modeling today Steph.” He smiled into her soft stormy eyes. “ Steph be so kind as to strip naked, I which to draw you……..Now.” His voice was soft subtlety dark and sensual, yet there was a note of command. “ I would like you to pose as you did today in class. But with your hands above your head and your wrists bound. As he spoke a red silken cord dangled from his fingers.

She froze her body as still as a statue as she let his request....no command penetrate her thoughts. Pose, now for him alone. She swallowed turning to face him her reaching up to stroke a lock of hair back along one ear," but Professor..." she squared her shoulders. " Am I being graded still on this... do I really need to " she looked at the couch with its silken pillows and trappings, " being naked once more?"

She watched him approach and take her bag from her, leading her to the chaise and he stroked a hand across her cheek and then nodded," Yes naked, bound and posed. " it wasn't long before she was indeed once more naked being stripped by him instead of doing it herself. His hands placed her int he pose he wished and she was a ball of nerves shivering after the movements of his hands along her until now untouched flesh. Oh there had been a couple of kisses in the last couple of weeks , but nothing like this. Her body had responded to him, her puss was even glinting slightly in the light that cascaded over her and she shivered watching him walk away removing his vest and rolling up his sleeves as he walked and sat once more at the easel. His voice was a cares as he spoke," relax... let your mind wander and I will do what I need too.. "

 

[cgraven]

Steph froze her body as still as a statue as she let his request....no command penetrate her thoughts. Pose, now for him alone. She swallowed turning to face him, reaching up to brush a lock of hair back along one ear," but Professor..." she squared her shoulders. " Am I being graded still on this... do I really need to " she looked at the couch with its silken pillows and trappings, " being naked once more?"



Batard merely smiled and he laid aside his charcoal. Rose and step to the young coed and slid her bag from her shoulder. He led her to the chaise, he caressed her flawless cheek with the back of his hand and then nodded," Yes naked, bound and posed. " Batard waited for Steph to do as she had been told, time slowly slipped by. The young beauty just stood there, but neither did she run from him or scream. Batard ran a single finer along the lone of the young beauty’s jaws, down the long sinuous curve of her throat. His finger slid down to the first button of Steph’s blouse, slowly it surrendered to his fingers, the second and third button soon followed. Batard finger slip between the thin material and Steph silken skin, he eased back the material to revel the sensual curve of her firm young breast. As if in a dream Steph’s blouse fluttered to the floor to pool at her trim ankles. It was soon followed by her bra, skirt, and panties until once more the gorgeous coed stood naked before her professor.



Batard led the naked beauty to the couch. “Recline Step so I can pose you.” He eased her back on the couch his hands sensually caressed her, his hands slid up the sensual curves ,of her torso, brushed the sides of her breast and then to draw her arms above her hear. Batard then took the red silken cord and bound Steph’s hands above her head and to the couch. She lay before him naked and help less as he returned to his easel.



Batard was pleased at the way Steph’s gorgeous young body had responded to his touch the way her pale pink rosebud nipples pebbled and the way her coral ping labia glisten with her arousal. As he worked he asked her, “Tell me how many lovers have you taken into your bed and your gorgeous supple body Steph?” He paused as he gazed into her soft expressive eyes. “My dear you look good enough to eat.”



Batard arose from his easel, kissed his way up the bound beauty’s long sculptured legs a little nip to her inner thigh and then his tongue snaked out and he took his first tastes of the untouched beauty. “Umm so sweet my dear!” Batard then lashed Steph sweet pussy as he devoured her with tongue lips, and teeth.

 

[Destiny]

Laying back on the chaise, she had little she could do but think of things that had happened through he days and weeks of the class she was attending. Well that she had been thrust into. She let her gaze flick to the Professor as he sat at the easel intent on his drawing of her body. HE had been forceful and demanding of all the members of his class. WHen they were out of line They were guided with a firm hand back to where they were supposed to be. He had a presence that could be felt tangibly, and having been raised around women all her life because her mother had been very protective. This perhaps appealed to her on a different level.

Batard was pleased at the way Steph’s gorgeous young body had responded to his touch the way her pale pink rosebud nipples pebbled and the way her coral ping labia glisten with her arousal. As he worked he asked her, “Tell me how many lovers have you taken into your bed and your gorgeous supple body Steph?” He paused as he gazed into her soft expressive eyes. “My dear you look good enough to eat.”

Persephone jumped as she had completely forgotten she wasn't alone and that she wasn't lying naked strapped to a piece of furniture, "Professor? " she wasn't sure she had heard the question correctly."Lovers," She blushed a deeper darker shade of red that made her body glisten slightly, "I have never had anyone in my bed sir, Dem.. I mean my mother would have .." She paused and swallowed at the next statement make her squirm a bit and her body bow a bit as she tugged on the silk scarf that kept her in place and at the mercy of the man in the room.

Watching with darkened eyes as Batard approached she bit her lower lip, feeling her body shift and squirm a bit as she looked back to her wrists seeing if they were truly tightly tied as it felt.

Batard arose from his easel, kissed his way up the bound beauty’s long sculptured legs a little nip to her inner thigh and then his tongue snaked out and he took his first tastes of the untouched beauty. “Umm so sweet my dear!” Batard then lashed Steph sweet pussy as he devoured her with tongue lips, and teeth.

Her body stiffened at the caressing kisses and then feel of his hands and mouth on her making her shift and squirm her breathing hitched as he continued to crawl up her body parting her thighs more, opening her up to feel that firl electrical caress of his tongue along her most sensitive bundle of nerves making her yelp,"No... I... you can't." He didn't seem to hear her as he continued taking what he wanted from her body, sucking her nectar from her skin. eyes eyes closed as the sensations filled her body with an electrical pulse that centered in her pussy. She squirmed and twisted, feeling his hands holding her in place as he continued to drive his tongue into her depths. His teeth grazed her clit and she bit her lower lip. "What's... happen...... Oh gods." her head dug back into the pillows and she felt a driving need to thrust up against his mouth, needing to feel something and she screamed as she came apart into a a whirlwind of sensations," O h gods.." she breathed as a second one slammed her body and made her body bow up and tug against her restraints..." Professor.... please... oh gods please... "

 

[cgraven]

Oh, how Steph struggled and fought her fate at first. Batard / Hades loved her gaps response to his questions, "Professor? Lovers,?" Steph blushed a deeper darker shade of red that made her body seductively glisten, "I have never had anyone in my bed sir, Dem.. I mean my mother would have .." Another little slip. She paused and swallowed at his next statement; It made Steph gorgeous young body squirm and it bowed so sensually thrusting her firm young breasts up and out as her supple young body arched as she tugged on the silk cord that kept her bound in place and at the mercy of her professor.



"No... I... you can't." how sweetly Steph begged and pleaded even as her supple young body arched off the couch pressing her hungering young body to his mouth as he feasted on the young virgin’s innocence. "What's... happen...... Oh gods." Steph’s golden head dulled from side to side as Batard / Hades enkindled feelings and sensations that the young virgin was ill prepared to deal with. Nothing in Steph young life could have prepared her for the electric ecstasy that now raced through ever fiber of her gorgeous young body as her first orgasm claimed Steph.



" O h gods.." she breathed as a second orgasm slammed her body and as her body bowed up and she tugged against her restraints..." Professor.... please... oh gods please... "



“Please what my sweet?” Batard lifted his head from Steph’s sweet pussy. Slowly he lowered his head to once more sup on the young virgin’s innocence. He nibbled at Steph’s throbbing clit. He lashed her little pearl of pleasure until she was rocked by a cascading series of orgasms, each building on the one before until Steph was engulfed in a tidal wave of pleasure that swept over her.



“Please what my sweet?” Batard cooed, his hot moist breath washing over her sweet pussy. “More?” the question hung between them.

 

[Destiny]

Her breathing was erratic, her whole body a taunt line of ecstatic response. It seemed it was no longer her own, she was at the mercy of the man feeding on her pure essence. She was coated in perspiration and her pussy clench greedily at his tongue as it continued to bring her further and further up to allow her to fall back and build once more. She couldn't sit still and if he wasn't holding her place she is sure she would have squirm up and over the edge of the couch as many times as she had been forced to achieve an orgasm.

“Please what my sweet?” Batard lifted his head from Steph’s sweet pussy. Slowly he lowered his head to once more sup on the young virgin’s innocence. He nibbled at Steph’s throbbing clit. He lashed her little pearl of pleasure until she was rocked by a cascading series of orgasms, each building on the one before until Steph was engulfed in a tidal wave of pleasure that swept over her.

"I don't know...." she panted trying to catch her breath, the merest hint of a caress from you sent her into another spiraling sensation of bliss and by this time her voice was raw from her constant cries of release, passion and the need to release the pent up energy she had been experiencing.

“Please what my sweet?” Batard cooed, his hot moist breath washing over her sweet pussy. “More?” the question hung between them.

She Sobbed as yet another orgasm ripped over her stomach and her breasts ached. All of these emotions she had never experienced and she was being made to feel made her mind numb," Why are you doing this?" She was finally able to ask continuing to squirm beneath you looking along her body to your face covered in her juices and watching your eyes and she blinked a bit as your glamor shifted and she whimpered.

 

[cgraven]

“Please what my sweet?...........More?”



"I don't know...." Steph gasped; her supple young body bathed in sheen of sweat that glisten so seductively. Steph sobbed as yet another orgasm ripped over her leaving her panting and gasping for breath. " Why are you doing this?" the young virgin gasped.



“Because I can Steph, and because your gorgeous young body knows what it wants.” Batard began to kiss his way up her quivering abdomen. His tongue reamed her dimpled naval. A little lovers nip where Steph and thigh hip. Kisses as light as kiss of a butterfly’s wing caress and explore the firm curve of her breasts. His eyes meet hers as his lips close around her taunt nipple. Batard inhale deeply, drawing a cool stream of air to bath her taunt throbbing nipple. As he suckles her nipple his fingers toyed with her neglected nipple caressing, pinching, and tugging the rock hard nipple.



“More…….” He breathed. Batard’s cock brushes Steph’s virgin folds.

 

[Destiny]

“Because I can Steph, and because your gorgeous young body knows what it wants.” Batard began to kiss his way up her quivering abdomen. His tongue reamed her dimpled naval. A little lovers nip where Steph and thigh hip. Kisses as light as kiss of a butterfly’s wing caress and explore the firm curve of her breasts. His eyes meet hers as his lips close around her taunt nipple. Batard inhale deeply, drawing a cool stream of air to bath her taunt throbbing nipple. As he suckles her nipple his fingers toyed with her neglected nipple caressing, pinching, and tugging the rock hard nipple.


As he spoke and crawled up her body teasing her still, her skin tingled and tightened. His eyes had changed, she could have swore his eyes had changed color but they were back to being the normal color they always where. It was what he was doing to her, making her feel ad she did feel oh so wonderful. His weight on her body made her shift to accomodate him. She hadn't remember him stripping and yet here he was naked on her bound body and she shuddered beneath him.

Closing her eyes when his mouth nipped her naval she bit her lip a nervous giggle in her throat and she dug her head back into the fabric thrusting her breasts higher into his mouth before she had to look back , look at him once more and she sucked in a breath when she felt something pressing against her wet folds, it made her clit throb and she swallowed and she sealed her fate as she breathed," yes....oh gods please more. " Lifting her knees up a bit more she squirmed and wriggled beneath your hard body.

 

[cgraven]

As Batard suckled Steph’s taunt nipple and his fingers toyed with her neglected nipple he loved how the young virgin arched her body and pressed her firm young breast to his mouth. He knew she was lost in a tidal wave of ecstasy. Each little gasp, each little mewing of pleasure that bubbled from her moist rip lips pleased him. For the first time in her sheltered young life, she felt naked flesh pressed to her naked flesh.



“More…..?” once more that damning question hung between them. Steph gasped, " yes....oh gods please more. " With those simple words the young virgin’s fate was sealed. Steph lifted her knees and spread her lily white thighs. Her gorgeous young body opening to welcome him into her chaste young virginal body.



Steph arched her body to him even as he let her succulent nipple slip from between his lips. Batard mouth crushed to hers, his tongue slid across her moist ripe lips, the even ridge of her teeth, and into her sweet chaste mouth. His tongue led hers in a dance as old as time itself. As his kiss lingered and deepened time seemed to stand still. There was no past, no future, just here and now and this one kiss.



While Steph was lost in his sensually seductive kiss Batard body arched to hers, the head of his cock parting the young virgin’s labia and pressed to her throbbing clit. He stilled letting the innocent young beauty become accustomed to him. Slowly he began to move with in her chaste young body. With each thrust Batard open Steph a bit more to him. Then the tip of his cock brushed Steph’s maidenhead, the physical barrier that proclaimed her virginity. Batard’s dark eyes held the young virgin’s eyes and with one mighty thrust he claimed her virginity. Batard swallowed her scream of lost in their sinfully sensual kiss. He stilled a moment and then began to fuck this gorgeous young creature in earnest. Step’s pain of lost became a dull ach, that dull ach became a warm glow, and that warm glow became and all encompassing pleasure that seared every fiber of Steph supple young body.

 

[Destiny]

The kiss that sealed her lips, was like any of the kisses she had shared with the college boys. This was raw passion, for passion's sake, and she tried to return the kiss following his hungry need to possess every inch of her body. She purred, moaned and growled with her pleasures. This was so intense she was becoming addicted to the feel of his hands and mouth on her body, her skin, her soul.

She froze, the feel of his cock slowly beginning to fill her made her shiver and she continued to kiss him even as he still pressed in and slid back out testing, opening, preparing her for the thrust that would eventually come. When he had finally made her accustomed to his girth and he pressed that small piece of skin that claimed her innocent she was almost in tears with the feel of him. She slowly moved and he stilled her, meeting her gaze, easing her to calmness. With the final thrust that made her his, her scream was swallowed up by is mouth and a single tear slid along her temple back into her hairline and she stiffened with the pain.

Pausing he seemed to know she need to get use to the feel of him and then he moved. She sucked in a breath and the pain was gone, the ache was subsiding. She yanked at her restraints, "Please .. I want to touch you... please Professor..." She begged him as he continued to ride her thrust after thrust driving her higher and higher and she squirmed writhed and thrust all in her need for what was building. That familiar climb to the top, she could feel it deep in her core. This was different, this was a give and a take, she could see in his eyes his passion to possess her, his need to claim her and she whimpered as he refused to release her. "Oh gods ... " she thrust her hips up naturally begging him to fuck her deeper and she felt the release of a thousand nerve endings exploding all over her body.