TO BE CLEAR, I DO NOT CONDONE RAPE IN ANY SORT. IF THE OTHER PERSON DOES NOT GIVE THEIR FULL CONSENT, SOUND OF MIND, IT IS NOT OKAY TO HAVE SEX WITH THEM. I DO NOT WRITE THIS IN ANY FORM TO ENCOURAGE THIS ACTIVITY.
There were many things in the world that Artemis, Greek Goddess of the Moon and the Hunt enjoyed. Usually, waiting was not one of them. But... this was not a usual time. She had set a trap for a very rare type of monster, so rare that only one existed... the Minotaur. She was in her eighteen year old form, high up in a tree, waiting... It was the middle of the night, and the moon was hidden. Her powers were dampened due to the New Moon, but for an Olympian Goddess such as herself, that was simply... nothing.
She heard a crash in the trees below. The Minotaur must've tripped her trap! She darted down, deftly leaping from branch to branch, only to be met with a ginormous fist to the face. She was flung backwards, and slammed into a tree, slumping down. Her vision blurry, she could only see a hulking figure looming towards her. She squinted. Her trap, a large mesh of wires meant to entangle and ensnare, laid clumped together on the ground.
'There's no way this beast is smart enough to do such a thing...' The goddess thought to herself, shakily getting to her feet. She discarded her bow and equipped two Celestial Bronze daggers into her hands, gritting her teeth. If this beast wanted a fight, it would get one. He was strong, but she was fast. 'And', she thought as she dodged a powerful blow sent at her, 'what good is strength if you can't hit your opponent?'
The back and forth flurry continued for a few minutes. The Minotaur attacked, Artemis dodged, and then she counter-attacked. At this point, the goddess was merely playing with the monster, the earlier hit all but forgotten. The shaggy beast was leaking golden ichor from many wounds on its body, and its breaths were shallow, and its movements sluggish.
Artemis grinned as she made to finish the monster, spring-boarding off a branch when, all of the sudden... Her descent slowed. She looked around wildly, but found that she no longer had control of most of her limbs. Finally, she caught sight of a golden glow peeking out from behind one of the bushes. "Kronos..." She growled.
"Correct," a voice came, as a figure slithered out from behind the bush. It rose, tall. "But not the one you're thinking of. That boy may have control of Time, but me... I am Time." The figure lit a fire in his hand, revealing a wizened, old face with gray hair, and a golden robe that seemed to flow forever.
"No... It can't be..." Artemis whispered. "The Primordial God of Time... Chronos?" The old man's smile, which had seemed innocuous at first, suddenly turned sinister.
"Correct. And looking at you, grand-niece... Well, I have to say, I'm slightly disappointed." He twisted his hand and the fire went out. Then, the pain started. The Minotaur rained down blow after blow unto the helpless goddess, who was immobilized due to Chronos' powers freezing her momentum, until, eventually, she fell limp in the air, unconscious.
"Wonderful..." The old man chortled. His face adopted a sad smile as he looked at the goddess. "It's unfortunate it had to come to this. But, this will be better in the long run, you'll see..." He laughed, sounding kind instead of deranged, "This is all for the best."
When the Goddess of the Moon awoke, she was shackled in a location she didn't know. She strained her muscles, but the chains held tight. It was then she realized that she was not alone. A young man who might as well have been the male version of Aphrodite sat in a chair across from her. Power rolled off of him in waves, but it... wasn't threatening. At least, not at the moment.
Artemis tried to be cordial. Seeing as she was locked up, democracy might've been the way to go with this one. "Hello, there. Who are you?" ... She hadn't gone to any courtship classes in the past few millennia. The god looked up and smiled.
"Artemis, I'm glad to see that you're awake. As for who I am, I'm sure you can guess. I know that Chronos didn't exactly give you the kindest of welcomes, but we made sure to fix you all up." True to his word, Artemis realized that she was no longer in pain. And, speaking of the primordial god...
"Eros." Artemis spoke calmly, but her mind was flailing in turmoil. "I don't suppose you're angry at me for swearing off men, are you?" The man chuckled.
"No, no, of course not!" Eros' kind persona suddenly faded into a glare. "I'm angry at you for being a terrible ruler of Chaos' greatest creation," He growled. Then, all of the sudden, the calm visage was back. "Well, not you in particular. You actually did pretty well. Smart to get away from Olympus, make your Hunt, save girls. That's why we went for you first."
"That logic is highly fallible..." Artemis muttered. "Wait, 'we' who?"
Eros smiled. "Know thy enemy. Of course, there is me, you already encountered Chronos, and then there is Hemera and Erebus, as well as Pontus." Artemis could've gasped in terror, but that would've been a waste of breath. "We have decided to remove those gods who are running things..." His lips curled upwards. "Poorly."
"How long have you been awake?" Artemis asked, knowing that one of those gods to be removed would no doubt be her father.
"I was never asleep," Eros shrugged. "None of us were. We were simply content to leave you to rule the world until it became apparent that many of you are far too incompetent to do that."
Artemis thought for the moment. "What was-"
"-the tipping point?" Eros interrupted. "Geez, that's a hard one... Maybe it was when you tried to kill the hero that saved you from the weight of the sky, or when you went back on your word to free the love of his life from her imprisonment. When you gods couldn't even treat the single person that had saved your lives multiple times with the least bit of respect, there was simply no hope left for your rule."
There was a moment of silence before Artemis realized something. "There's... a reason you're telling me all of this."
The Primordial God of Love perked up. "Indeed! I am here to make you an offer. Simply... renounce your ties to Olympus." Artemis stared at him. "I'm serious! You don't need to go murder your Huntresses, or fight against your father... That would be terrible! All that we ask is that you stay out of the fight."
Artemis was silent. "And if I say no? Will you just kill me?"
Eros sighed. "I was afraid of that..." He muttered. "No. We will not kill you. You do not deserve death. Like I said, you did better than most. However, we can not have you running back and warning the others. You simply know too much. If you say no... Well, you will not enjoy what happens after. We will make sure you do not stand against us, one way or another."
Artemis spat at his feet. "Do what you will. I will never betray my family. They will find out that I'm missing, and they will come for me."
Eros frowned sadly. "I truly wish it hadn't come to this, but I admire your resolve. Therefore, I will give you a gift to make the coming times easier for you." The god tapped a finger to her forehead, and a pink light glowed. 'What does that mean?' Artemis thought, as the man pulled his hand away. "Good luck," he said as he left the cell, the door locking behind him.
The shackles binding Artemis to the wall disappeared in a pink light. Immediately, she tried to flash out, but found that her powers were dampened. She had no weapons either. A portion of the wall opened. Out came... the Minotaur. Suddenly, the fight that had just seemed so easy now seemed like an insurmountable task. She would need a weapon of some sort.
A quick look at the walls showed that the lights had no visible sources, which meant no sconces to use, and the rest of the cell was barren. She took a deep breath. That only left one option. She braced herself, and grasped at her ribcage, ready to pull out one of her bones to use as a weapon. What she didn't expect, though, was that as soon as she touched her skin, pleasure danced across her body like lightning bolts.
'What...' She thought as her breath started to come quicker. '...What the Hades did Eros do to me?' She removed her hands from her body, the feeling not fully dissipating. A heat started to build in her core, and her nipples started to harden. A sudden realization came to her. Eros was the Primordial God of Love and Sex! 'So... that's what's going to happen...' She thought to herself. 'Not if I don't let it!'
The Minotaur started to run at her. She started running, evading the monster, but each step was difficult when it created more friction between her legs, adding to the amount of heat pooling in her body. The beast was faster than it looked, too, and it wasn't impaling itself into the walls like its normal, idiotic self. That meant... It wasn't aiming to kill.
She grit her teeth and ignored the arousal her body was starting to give off. She couldn't keep running forever. She could only hope that the Minotaur would tire before she did.
Of course, things don't always work out the way we hope they will. Artemis was in a corner, and the Minotaur was closing in. She made a mad dash for the walls and started quickly hopping from one to the other, gaining height. Once she was above the beast's head, which was at least twelve feet off the ground, she planted her feet and pushed. For a few feet, she soared perfectly, but then... she bumped the ceiling.
Normally, this wouldn't have been terrible. But, to her intensified senses, that bump on the ceiling might as well have been setting her eyes on the love of her life. For a moment, she forgot how to breath, to move, to talk, and she lost all of her momentum. By the time her senses came back, it was too late. She landed on the ground with an 'oomph!', and the Minotaur followed a moment after.
She tried to scramble away, nearly making it to her feet before the half-man, half-bull grabbed her around the waist. Passion danced around her body, and she nearly moaned aloud in pleasure. Whatever Eros had done to her was incredibly potent.
Her body reacted as if it was alight with lust; she stopped struggling almost instantly. The monster's firm grip, its dominating musk... she inhaled. Her body was starting to drip with desire. Thousands of years of maidenhood... about to be destroyed. And yet, she could do nothing to stop it.
Despite how her body was reacting, her mind was still perfectly intact. She was screaming at herself to struggle, to writhe, to even beg, to do... anything to stop what was about to happen, but her body could simply not obey. Her clothes were quickly ripped off, the brown leather revealing tanned skin and lean muscle underneath.
Then, she caught sight of it. The Minotaur's cock. It was, simply put, massive. Her keen eyes couldn't help but calculate quickly; over six inches wide, and about eighteen inches long. Her mouth, a traitor to her brain, started to salivate. Artemis' silver eyes started to leak tears which she was unable to blink away. The smell started to reach her nose, then. It smelled musky, terrible... strong. Artemis mentally reeled at the last word. She hadn't really thought that, had she...?
The Minotaur finally got tired of staring at her body, and faced her towards the tip of his dick. Tentatively, her tongue darted out towards the massive head. The beast growled. It wanted none of that foreplay. Wrapping a hand around the goddess' waist-long auburn hair, he pulled. Artemis was infinitely both grateful and hateful of her superhuman endurance, her mouth stretching open to an incredible radius to accommodate the phallus.
The monster started thrusting forward and backward quickly, hitting the back of the goddess' throat and letting her feel every massive vein rub against her tongue and mouth. Using more of its ungodly strength, it thrust forward at the same time as it pulled back on Artemis' hair. Once again, she had mixed feelings about her godly attributes as her pharynx expanded to allow the penis access all the way into her stomach.
Her mind went blank at the sheer amount of pleasure this action gave off, and for the first time in her thousands of years of living, the Goddess of the Moon orgasmed. Hard. Her eyes rolled back as she came, spraying onto the floor beneath her. No doubt, this was a sight to behold for anyone watching. The eternal Virgin Goddess, suspended in the air by a hand and a massive dick spearing through her body, mouth touching the Minotaur's pelvis as she came hard enough to make a pornstar blush.
Her legs, full of lean muscle, her firm butt hardened by years of exercise and training, and her petite breasts all jiggled around as the Minotaur skullfucked her, the monster's dick reshaping her throat, and its balls, larger than tennis balls, slapping against her chin. Her body was reacting to the lust with hardened nipples, and glorious, melodic moans. Meanwhile, the goddess' mind, untouched by Eros' magic, started to retreat into itself, trying to separate itself from the trauma that was occurring.
The Minotaur thrust a final time, this time not retracting, and started to empty its balls into the Goddess of the Hunt's stomach. Pump after pump of semen flowed through the monster's veins, slightly displacing the goddess' soft, pink lips as they made their way through her body, finally emptying out into Artemis' stomach, slightly bulging it by the time it was done ejaculating. The goddess came again as this occurred, further staining the ground beneath her body.
The Minotaur roared and released Artemis' hair from his grip, allowing her to slowly slide down its dick before her mouth finally came back to its original size, and she flopped onto the ground in a pile of her own ethereal juices. She groaned as she slumped down, her mind reduced to its lower functions. She couldn't feel her legs, either, most likely due to the earth-shattering orgasms she had experienced. Her palms slid as she tried to pull herself away from the monster, the sweat and the cum coating her hands rendering her attempts futile.
It grabbed her again, and the Goddess of the Moon, the ferocious, man-hating goddess squeaked as the beast pulled her towards it. The cockhead pressed against her ass, unbelievably still hard even after the massive orgasm the Minotaur had just had. Tears leaked from the eighteen-year-old goddess' eyes even as she moaned in pleasure, her breathing short and unsteady.
The monster tried multiple times, unsuccessfully, to stick its cock into the virgin pussy, no doubt a paradise of warmth and tightness, untouched by man for millennia. The massive size of its dick, as well as the incredibly fortitude and tightness of Artemis' vagina made it nearly impossible, even with her juices constantly running over her slit like a waterfall. After thousands of years of chastity and exercise, it would take an unstoppable force to break through.
However... that's exactly what the Minotaur's lust was. Unstoppable, and insatiable. It wrapped its hands around the goddess' thin waist, the massive palms encompassing her entire body, and, with extreme care, lined up her slit with his cock. Then, slowly, he pulled back. Now, without the excessive force, the virgin lips slowly started to part for the monster's cock. Even with only an inch in, the goddess' pussy was stretching beyond imagination, the perfectly pink lips gushing around the monster's dick. Certain it was now locked in, the monster roared and thrust forward, sinking the entire eighteen inches into the no-longer-virgin goddess' pussy. A tinkling sound echoed throughout the air as Artemis' oath was broken.
While a human's vaginal cavity was only about seven or eight inches deep, Artemis was luckily or unluckily, a goddess, and this meant that the simply stretched to accommodate the massive dick. The goddess moaned loudly, her body reacting to the violation with gusto. The destruction of her oath also brought the goddess' consciousness back to the surface, ensuring she had to feel every single bit of the rape. Tears fell from the goddess' eyes almost as heavily as juices fell from her pussy.
The Minotaur started to move back and forth, quickly gaining speed to the point where the teen's arms and hair flailed around wildly. The monster's cock was so big that a large bulge showed through the goddess' skin. The penis' girth was about two-thirds of the size of Artemis' waist, leading to an almost comical appearance as her body stretched in inhuman ways to fit the cock.
The Minotaur kept increasing its speed, cum sloshing around the goddess' belly from its previous ejaculation as it neared another one. At this point, Artemis' body was in a constant state of orgasm, simply getting stronger and stronger as time went on. The cock started to ripple against Artemis' walls as it began to pulse as the beast came closer and closer to cumming.
Then... it happened. With a massive roar, the beast came, painting the insides of Artemis' womb white and expanding the cavity more and more until it could expand no more, causing thick, white cum to spurt out of the goddess' pussy around the Minotaur's dick. The amount was at least twice what it had cum before. Slowly, the beast pulled out, its cock finally softening.
Artemis whimpered at the cold emptiness after the monster left her pussy and let her slump down on the floor, cum slowly spilling out of her pussy as it slowly reverted itself back into proper shape. Luckily, as it was a monster, the beast was infertile, but that was of little reassurance to the goddess. She laid, spread eagle, entirely nude, in a large puddle of a mixture of her and the monster's cum, which was only getting larger by the second as her womb started to deflate, her tongue hanging out as she panted heavily, her constant orgasm finally finished. Her eyes were unfocused as the door to the cell opened and a light shined directly onto her face, causing her to blink rapidly.
"Hello, again," Eros spoke softly, taking in the scene with mild pity. Odd, since he was the cause. Artemis' mind was now fully in control of her body again, and she slowly propped herself up on her elbows, and retracted her thin, pink tongue that still tasted of the Minotaur's cock and cum. "I have come to ask you again. Revoke your ties to Olympus, and this will all be done. I'll erase your memory of it happening, and restore your virginity. I'll entirely revert your body back to how it was before all this happened."
Artemis slowly looked up, her heart-shaped face streaked with semen and tears. It would be so easy... What did she have to lose...? Against such overwhelming odds, what chance did Olympus have? But... no! She couldn't betray her family like that... Family was all she had left. With most of her remaining energy, she glared at the Primordial. "Fuck... you..." She whispered hoarsely, her throat still raw from the skullfuck.
Eros dipped his head. "I understand why you feel that way. After what we have... what I have done to you, it's hard to trust me. But, please, reconsider. We do not wish to do this to you. You are not so terrible as the rest of them. Just say 'yes', and this will all be over." Artemis looked down, trembling on her elbows, not opening her mouth as she did not trust the words that would come out.
After a moment of silence, Eros frowned and nodded again. "Alright... this offer remains open no matter what. If you ever change your mind... We will know." With that, he turned on his heel and walked out of the room, the door closing and locking behind him. Artemis collapsed back in the pile of cum, entirely exhausted. She whimpered in pain.
From somewhere else in the room, the Minotaur roared.
Geez, I feel dirty for even writing this. So many words of such a terrible, terrible thing. Enjoy this story, full of... lemons, violence, rape, mindbreak, cumflation, gangbangs, yada yada yada... oh, and perhaps even a plot in chapters to come.
TO BE CLEAR, I DO NOT CONDONE RAPE IN ANY SORT. IF THE OTHER PERSON DOES NOT GIVE THEIR FULL CONSENT, SOUND OF MIND, IT IS NOT OKAY TO HAVE SEX WITH THEM. I DO NOT WRITE THIS IN ANY FORM TO ENCOURAGE THIS ACTIVITY.