Thanks everyone for the great reviews! I really do appreciate them! But, if you do read this chapter, I must ask everyone to review! It seems like I lost a lot of reviewers. This is the chapter where Agamemnon takes Briseis for himself even though he is aware that she is expectant. A little bit of the Briseis in the movie comes out in here. This is also when the real rivalry begins between Achilles and Agamemnon for the glory. This is a sweet chapter in the beginning but turns into a slight angst filled one when Briseis is taken. This also goes into her captivity for about a night or so. But, if you truly hate Agamemnon, this is a good chap for you. Achilles gets his revenge in his own little creative way.
I had another chapter typed that was a lot better but Microsoft had to go into one of those things where to much was happening or another so I lost it! Grr!
But, here is…
Chapter Twenty Seven
Briseis stared at the stars through the window up above the furs where she and Achilles would sleep tonight. The stars were bright and shining, like the eyes of the gods were watching over her. She was sad that Achilles wasn't here at the moment, he was talking with his mate Eudrous and Patroclus, she hadn't seen Gabrielle since they had entered the campsite. She was already dressed in her nightgown and her stomach was kind of apparent through the thin silk. She shifted her leg slightly and placed her hand onto her stomach. She had felt no kicking or anything like that, which was expectant. Her eyes met the stars again, one twinkled and she saw a shooting star. 'Make a wish' she thought to herself. 'My wish is for Achilles to survive this war to see his baby' Briseis thought as she kissed the necklace that hung around her neck.
She heard the leather straps move and she turned her head to see Achilles walking in, limping slightly. He stripped off his breast plate and cleaned himself from the water basin. His golden skin was covered in dirt, blood, sweat and bruises. He knew she was there, especially when he turned around and splashed water on her. Briseis giggled slightly and stood from the bed and shaked off some of the water that was on her arms. Most of the bruises that were on his body were on his upper part, his chest, stomach and biceps. His strong back muscles flexed as he leaned into the basin to splash more water on his face. He winced as he moved his knee slightly. Briseis noticed and said in a small voice, "What's wrong?" Her question made him open his eyes to stare at her through the mirror. He shook his head to her and sat on the bed that was covered in furs.
Achilles moaned when his back hit the bed, he was very tired from the days events. He heard Briseis' tiny footsteps come to the bed and she got onto his lap. She hiked up her nightgown to sit comfortably on top of him and massaged his stomach slightly. Achilles took her hand and brought to his lips, he kissed and sucked on it lightly. Briseis smiled seductively as she slipped her hands away and untied his toga skirt slightly. Her small hand slipped under it and found his manhood almost instantly. She gripped it in her hand slightly, softly she began to stroke it with her smooth hand. Achilles' eyes seem to roll back into his head from the immense pleasure she gave him by gripping him as she did. Ever so slightly, her strokes became longer and more pleasurable which caused Achilles to moan loudly. Briseis smiled and giggled when she leaned in to kiss him.
Before their lips met, a loud "hem, hem" alerted the couple that someone was indeed in their tent, and watching Briseis pleasure Achilles! Briseis slipped her hand out of his toga and help him tie it rapidly and she slipped off his waist. She pulled down her nightgown and met the dark eyes of the man who stood in their doorway. "What do you want?" Achilles asked angrily to the man he knew well. It was Jason, one of Agamemnon's men who liked to annoy Achilles immensely. Jason chuckled and took a look at Briseis who seemed to be scared under his eye. "Beautiful woman you got there Achilles. Is she one of the whores you like?" Jason said rudely, he knew who she was. "Oh yes, I forgot, you married her. A lovely girl I must admit. Now, you must pass her along to the men for a bit of fun." Achilles growled and held Briseis behind him.
"Keep your mouth shut about things you don't know. What do I owe this awful presence for?" Achilles said smugly as he looked at Jason with his angered blue eyes. "Agamemnon requests your company." Jason said as he stared longingly at Briseis who stayed behind Achilles in fear. "Fine, but you leave first. I don't need to have you harass my woman." He pushed Jason along outside the tent but gave Briseis a meaningful look before he took his leave.
"Eudrous," Achilles said as he watched Jason go to the main tent that was filled with Agamemnon and his guests. "Watch my tent, don't let anyone in unless it is Gabrielle or Patroclus." Achilles said to his best mate as he could see his wife still sitting on the furs. He sighed and walked through the coarse sand to Agamemnon's tent that was much larger than any of the warrior's tents. They did the work while he got the gold, the women and the glory. It angered Achilles immensely, he never cared for gold, Briseis was a wonderful wife, filled with love and hope but he still wanted glory. Nothing would satisfy him more, although, Briseis made him happier than anything he had ever felt before.
Achilles entered the tent to see all the kings standing by Agamemnon's throne, including Odysseus. Odysseus gave him a nod when he entered; he was the only king Achilles respected. Agamemnon laughed greedily at all the gifts he received from the countries he conquered, they all fought this war. But, he laid his eyes on Achilles; "Aww! My great warrior Achilles! You have brought me victory!"
"I have brought you no victory. My men have their victory. Imagine, a king leaving his throne to fight his own battle. Why do I dream of such dreams that shall never be?" Achilles said smugly as he stared menacingly at Agamemnon. Agamemnon's eyes squinted as he drank his wine in a gold cup. But they returned to his natural look, "Achilles, Achilles. You think this war shall bring you glory? Men don't remember warriors! They remember kings, they shall etch my name into stone not yours. Men will know my name and bow to me! Not Achilles!" Agamemnon said as he laughed at his insult to the greatest known warrior. The blow would have effected Achilles greatly, if only he showed emotion towards Agamemnon. His face remained blank and Agamemnon smiled, he knew his words had gotten through.
"But, you have sacked the Apollo Temple."
"Take what you want, I have nothing to offer you."
"Oh, but you do. You do." Agamemnon said, his eyes becoming wicked which did frighten Achilles greatly. "Men!" Agamemnon screeched.
2 men came in, counting Jason. They carried with them Achilles beautiful, loving wife. Her lovely face was bloody from the obvious cruel treatment from the soldiers. Achilles withdrew his sword from his belt and held it to the men. "I have nothing against you but if you don't release her, you will never see home again." Achilles said dangerously, he stared at his wife whose face was beaten so bad, he couldn't see her eyes from the hair sticking from the blood. Her white nightdress was soaked with her own blood which alarmed him greatly. The men didn't release her but followed Agamemnon's finger to bring her closer. They walked a slow pace, hoping not to be sliced by Achilles' sword. They threw Briseis to him, her hands were bound together with a tight rope, her hands seemed to be a slightly hue of red.
Agamemnon picked up a strand of her hair and smelt it. "Lilacs, lovely scent for a beautiful woman." Briseis winced against him and stared only at Achilles who seemed to be ready to kill him. Agamemnon finally noticed her growing stomach, "Got the whore pregnant did you? I never really liked pregnant women, too fat but she has a striking glow to her." Agamemnon said as he threw Briseis to the ground. She screamed out in pain and Achilles made a move to help her but was held back by 5 men who had entered at the scream. "Agamemnon! Leave the girl alone! You have a quarrel with Achilles, don't hurt his wife!" Odysseus yelled at the king how smiled evilly at Briseis who sat helplessly on the ground.
Odysseus looked angrily at Agamemnon and went to Briseis. He picked her up off of the ground and brought her to Achilles. She jumped into his arms which warmed Odysseus' heart significantly as he thought of Penelope. Achilles stared angrily at Agamemnon who seemed unfazed by the incident. "Men!" Agamemnon yelled to his men, in an instant, it seemed like twenty hands went to Achilles' shoulders and yanked him away from his beloved. Briseis hit the ground, it was hard and damp. She let out another cry, most of the men moved to help her but their throats met the blade of Agamemnon's sword. "Any of you, including Achilles, move to help her, I will hurt her beyond belief. That child she carries, will be gone by sunrise."
Achilles immediately backed off and watched helplessly as Agamemnon picked up his wife and stripped her of her nightgown. Her naked body was held up to the kings view and Agamemnon laughed menacingly. "This is the lovely form I shall get to see under me tonight." Achilles' eyes flared up and the men grabbed his shoulders. "I promise you! Before this war ends, I shall see your dead corpse and smile!" Achilles said, he spit onto Agamemnon's face. "You do that now, but I have your wife and child's life in my hands."
The men smirked and brought Achilles outside where they threw him to the ground. Odysseus followed him outside and picked up his friend. "I promise on my father's grave I will kill him for what he does to her tonight!" Achilles said angrily as he threw a rock into the tent, it hit a soldier's head and killed him instantly. "Achilles! Get a hold of yourself! I will help you retrieve your wife tonight!" Odysseus said as he brought Achilles to the fire where Eudrous sat unconscious and was being soothed by Gabrielle and Patroclus.
"They took Briseis!" Patroclus asked as he looked to Gabrielle. Achilles nodded solemnly and pushed pasted him. "My fellow Myrmidons! Agamemnon has taken my wife, he holds her captive in his room and I have means to get her back. If you don't help me, he will go after your wives or lovers here and he will commit the same act." Achilles said as he thought of Briseis who probably sat in a cold chamber without her love…
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{Briseis}
After Achilles left, Briseis was dragged into Agamemnon's chambers, completely naked and humiliated. The chamber was large and filled with lovely things but she wanted still to be with her husband. She wrapped her arms around her stomach for protection as Agamemnon walked in, staring at her like a lone wolf searching for prey. She cried softly as he sat on his throne and watched her intently. "So this is Achilles' weakness. A beautiful wife carrying a sure to be gorgeous child. Interesting." Agamemnon stood from his throne and motioned for her to come closer. When Briseis didn't move, he picked her up by the hair and brought her to the bed.
"I won't rape you, I rape nothing I know Achilles has been inside of." Agamemnon said as he struck her in the cheek. Briseis let out a loud scream that went noticed by the men outside. She felt his plump body rub up next to her rather slim one, she felt his hands explore a territory he was not allowed in. Agamemnon opened her legs but was slammed away and kicked. Briseis scratched his cheek, his blood dripping over her breasts slightly. Her face was no longer plastered over with fear but anger as she kicked him in the groin. "You bitch!" Agamemnon said as he slapped her face again and held her hands bound on the bedpost. Briseis continued to fight, using the techniques Achilles had shown her.
She felt Agamemnon's rough fingers slip over her breasts as he gripped them tightly. Briseis cried out and bit his hand. "Hurt me again, I kill your child and you will be given to the men!" the king said to Briseis, her eyes filling with tears at the thought of loosing her child. She dropped her hands to the bed and let Agamemnon continue his ministrations. His lips kissed her everywhere, everywhere, including her lips that only belonged to Achilles. He never entered her, but made her feel as degraded as ever. When he was done, he pushed her away off the bed.
"Dirt does not sleep with me!" Agamemnon said, Briseis was happy to be away from the pig. The floor was cold and his snores kept her awake. Just being in his presence kept her awake. The thought that he could go back on his promise and rape her, made her squirm with fear for herself and Achilles' child. She shivered on the ground, she listened to the waves but heard nothing more. The sunrise could be seen through the window of sorts. She hadn't slept the entire night. Agamemnon made a moan and turned away from the sun, it could be her chance to run. But, he would hunt her down and do the unthinkable to her.
She hadn't heard the killings of the two guards and the entering of men from the Myrmidons. The Myrmidons looked with wide eyes at the gold all around and took what they could. Two men entered the bedroom of Agamemnon; Achilles and Patroclus. They were quiet and supreme in their skill of snatching. "Where is she?" Patroclus asked his cousin as they looked through the room for Briseis. In his hand, Achilles carried her robe for her covering. He spotted a brown head and pointed to the side of the bed. Patroclus stayed to the side as Achilles crept over to her lonesome, shivering body and covered her mouth.
He noticed her eyes widened in fear as she looked to her captor. Achilles put his finger to his lips, signaling her to be quiet. Briseis nodded and laid back on the floor to slip on the warm robe. Achilles picked her up in his strong arms and held her close, both he and Patroclus were quiet to escape without a sound. The escape out was quiet and well thought out. Eudrous and Gabrielle sat by the fire and were relieved when Briseis was returned. Achilles placed her on the sand by the Myrmidon Camp, behind the tent where no one could see them.
Achilles opened the robe to see her battered body of kisses. "Did he hurt you, like that?" Achilles asked as he ran his hand over her stomach and body. "No, I hurt him more…"
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Was this chapter long enough? Briseis has gotten tougher obviously! Please review! Here are my thank yous:
Mrs.M
amy
Brad's bum is HOT
beATRixKIdDo13
Prep Hunter aka embo
Nefertiri's Handmaiden
AVA
dizzy izzy
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Just to some of the reviewers. The reason I'm doing a lot of Helen/Paris bashing in this story is because I don't believe they had a real love like Achilles and Briseis. Achilles died for her, Paris just had sex with Helen but he never said he would do anything for her like Achilles for Briseis. But, this story is about Achilles and Briseis. So, ignore Paris and Helen for now!
Until we meet again,
:angel
REVIEW!
I had another chapter typed that was a lot better but Microsoft had to go into one of those things where to much was happening or another so I lost it! Grr!
But, here is…
Chapter Twenty Seven
Briseis stared at the stars through the window up above the furs where she and Achilles would sleep tonight. The stars were bright and shining, like the eyes of the gods were watching over her. She was sad that Achilles wasn't here at the moment, he was talking with his mate Eudrous and Patroclus, she hadn't seen Gabrielle since they had entered the campsite. She was already dressed in her nightgown and her stomach was kind of apparent through the thin silk. She shifted her leg slightly and placed her hand onto her stomach. She had felt no kicking or anything like that, which was expectant. Her eyes met the stars again, one twinkled and she saw a shooting star. 'Make a wish' she thought to herself. 'My wish is for Achilles to survive this war to see his baby' Briseis thought as she kissed the necklace that hung around her neck.
She heard the leather straps move and she turned her head to see Achilles walking in, limping slightly. He stripped off his breast plate and cleaned himself from the water basin. His golden skin was covered in dirt, blood, sweat and bruises. He knew she was there, especially when he turned around and splashed water on her. Briseis giggled slightly and stood from the bed and shaked off some of the water that was on her arms. Most of the bruises that were on his body were on his upper part, his chest, stomach and biceps. His strong back muscles flexed as he leaned into the basin to splash more water on his face. He winced as he moved his knee slightly. Briseis noticed and said in a small voice, "What's wrong?" Her question made him open his eyes to stare at her through the mirror. He shook his head to her and sat on the bed that was covered in furs.
Achilles moaned when his back hit the bed, he was very tired from the days events. He heard Briseis' tiny footsteps come to the bed and she got onto his lap. She hiked up her nightgown to sit comfortably on top of him and massaged his stomach slightly. Achilles took her hand and brought to his lips, he kissed and sucked on it lightly. Briseis smiled seductively as she slipped her hands away and untied his toga skirt slightly. Her small hand slipped under it and found his manhood almost instantly. She gripped it in her hand slightly, softly she began to stroke it with her smooth hand. Achilles' eyes seem to roll back into his head from the immense pleasure she gave him by gripping him as she did. Ever so slightly, her strokes became longer and more pleasurable which caused Achilles to moan loudly. Briseis smiled and giggled when she leaned in to kiss him.
Before their lips met, a loud "hem, hem" alerted the couple that someone was indeed in their tent, and watching Briseis pleasure Achilles! Briseis slipped her hand out of his toga and help him tie it rapidly and she slipped off his waist. She pulled down her nightgown and met the dark eyes of the man who stood in their doorway. "What do you want?" Achilles asked angrily to the man he knew well. It was Jason, one of Agamemnon's men who liked to annoy Achilles immensely. Jason chuckled and took a look at Briseis who seemed to be scared under his eye. "Beautiful woman you got there Achilles. Is she one of the whores you like?" Jason said rudely, he knew who she was. "Oh yes, I forgot, you married her. A lovely girl I must admit. Now, you must pass her along to the men for a bit of fun." Achilles growled and held Briseis behind him.
"Keep your mouth shut about things you don't know. What do I owe this awful presence for?" Achilles said smugly as he looked at Jason with his angered blue eyes. "Agamemnon requests your company." Jason said as he stared longingly at Briseis who stayed behind Achilles in fear. "Fine, but you leave first. I don't need to have you harass my woman." He pushed Jason along outside the tent but gave Briseis a meaningful look before he took his leave.
"Eudrous," Achilles said as he watched Jason go to the main tent that was filled with Agamemnon and his guests. "Watch my tent, don't let anyone in unless it is Gabrielle or Patroclus." Achilles said to his best mate as he could see his wife still sitting on the furs. He sighed and walked through the coarse sand to Agamemnon's tent that was much larger than any of the warrior's tents. They did the work while he got the gold, the women and the glory. It angered Achilles immensely, he never cared for gold, Briseis was a wonderful wife, filled with love and hope but he still wanted glory. Nothing would satisfy him more, although, Briseis made him happier than anything he had ever felt before.
Achilles entered the tent to see all the kings standing by Agamemnon's throne, including Odysseus. Odysseus gave him a nod when he entered; he was the only king Achilles respected. Agamemnon laughed greedily at all the gifts he received from the countries he conquered, they all fought this war. But, he laid his eyes on Achilles; "Aww! My great warrior Achilles! You have brought me victory!"
"I have brought you no victory. My men have their victory. Imagine, a king leaving his throne to fight his own battle. Why do I dream of such dreams that shall never be?" Achilles said smugly as he stared menacingly at Agamemnon. Agamemnon's eyes squinted as he drank his wine in a gold cup. But they returned to his natural look, "Achilles, Achilles. You think this war shall bring you glory? Men don't remember warriors! They remember kings, they shall etch my name into stone not yours. Men will know my name and bow to me! Not Achilles!" Agamemnon said as he laughed at his insult to the greatest known warrior. The blow would have effected Achilles greatly, if only he showed emotion towards Agamemnon. His face remained blank and Agamemnon smiled, he knew his words had gotten through.
"But, you have sacked the Apollo Temple."
"Take what you want, I have nothing to offer you."
"Oh, but you do. You do." Agamemnon said, his eyes becoming wicked which did frighten Achilles greatly. "Men!" Agamemnon screeched.
2 men came in, counting Jason. They carried with them Achilles beautiful, loving wife. Her lovely face was bloody from the obvious cruel treatment from the soldiers. Achilles withdrew his sword from his belt and held it to the men. "I have nothing against you but if you don't release her, you will never see home again." Achilles said dangerously, he stared at his wife whose face was beaten so bad, he couldn't see her eyes from the hair sticking from the blood. Her white nightdress was soaked with her own blood which alarmed him greatly. The men didn't release her but followed Agamemnon's finger to bring her closer. They walked a slow pace, hoping not to be sliced by Achilles' sword. They threw Briseis to him, her hands were bound together with a tight rope, her hands seemed to be a slightly hue of red.
Agamemnon picked up a strand of her hair and smelt it. "Lilacs, lovely scent for a beautiful woman." Briseis winced against him and stared only at Achilles who seemed to be ready to kill him. Agamemnon finally noticed her growing stomach, "Got the whore pregnant did you? I never really liked pregnant women, too fat but she has a striking glow to her." Agamemnon said as he threw Briseis to the ground. She screamed out in pain and Achilles made a move to help her but was held back by 5 men who had entered at the scream. "Agamemnon! Leave the girl alone! You have a quarrel with Achilles, don't hurt his wife!" Odysseus yelled at the king how smiled evilly at Briseis who sat helplessly on the ground.
Odysseus looked angrily at Agamemnon and went to Briseis. He picked her up off of the ground and brought her to Achilles. She jumped into his arms which warmed Odysseus' heart significantly as he thought of Penelope. Achilles stared angrily at Agamemnon who seemed unfazed by the incident. "Men!" Agamemnon yelled to his men, in an instant, it seemed like twenty hands went to Achilles' shoulders and yanked him away from his beloved. Briseis hit the ground, it was hard and damp. She let out another cry, most of the men moved to help her but their throats met the blade of Agamemnon's sword. "Any of you, including Achilles, move to help her, I will hurt her beyond belief. That child she carries, will be gone by sunrise."
Achilles immediately backed off and watched helplessly as Agamemnon picked up his wife and stripped her of her nightgown. Her naked body was held up to the kings view and Agamemnon laughed menacingly. "This is the lovely form I shall get to see under me tonight." Achilles' eyes flared up and the men grabbed his shoulders. "I promise you! Before this war ends, I shall see your dead corpse and smile!" Achilles said, he spit onto Agamemnon's face. "You do that now, but I have your wife and child's life in my hands."
The men smirked and brought Achilles outside where they threw him to the ground. Odysseus followed him outside and picked up his friend. "I promise on my father's grave I will kill him for what he does to her tonight!" Achilles said angrily as he threw a rock into the tent, it hit a soldier's head and killed him instantly. "Achilles! Get a hold of yourself! I will help you retrieve your wife tonight!" Odysseus said as he brought Achilles to the fire where Eudrous sat unconscious and was being soothed by Gabrielle and Patroclus.
"They took Briseis!" Patroclus asked as he looked to Gabrielle. Achilles nodded solemnly and pushed pasted him. "My fellow Myrmidons! Agamemnon has taken my wife, he holds her captive in his room and I have means to get her back. If you don't help me, he will go after your wives or lovers here and he will commit the same act." Achilles said as he thought of Briseis who probably sat in a cold chamber without her love…
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{Briseis}
After Achilles left, Briseis was dragged into Agamemnon's chambers, completely naked and humiliated. The chamber was large and filled with lovely things but she wanted still to be with her husband. She wrapped her arms around her stomach for protection as Agamemnon walked in, staring at her like a lone wolf searching for prey. She cried softly as he sat on his throne and watched her intently. "So this is Achilles' weakness. A beautiful wife carrying a sure to be gorgeous child. Interesting." Agamemnon stood from his throne and motioned for her to come closer. When Briseis didn't move, he picked her up by the hair and brought her to the bed.
"I won't rape you, I rape nothing I know Achilles has been inside of." Agamemnon said as he struck her in the cheek. Briseis let out a loud scream that went noticed by the men outside. She felt his plump body rub up next to her rather slim one, she felt his hands explore a territory he was not allowed in. Agamemnon opened her legs but was slammed away and kicked. Briseis scratched his cheek, his blood dripping over her breasts slightly. Her face was no longer plastered over with fear but anger as she kicked him in the groin. "You bitch!" Agamemnon said as he slapped her face again and held her hands bound on the bedpost. Briseis continued to fight, using the techniques Achilles had shown her.
She felt Agamemnon's rough fingers slip over her breasts as he gripped them tightly. Briseis cried out and bit his hand. "Hurt me again, I kill your child and you will be given to the men!" the king said to Briseis, her eyes filling with tears at the thought of loosing her child. She dropped her hands to the bed and let Agamemnon continue his ministrations. His lips kissed her everywhere, everywhere, including her lips that only belonged to Achilles. He never entered her, but made her feel as degraded as ever. When he was done, he pushed her away off the bed.
"Dirt does not sleep with me!" Agamemnon said, Briseis was happy to be away from the pig. The floor was cold and his snores kept her awake. Just being in his presence kept her awake. The thought that he could go back on his promise and rape her, made her squirm with fear for herself and Achilles' child. She shivered on the ground, she listened to the waves but heard nothing more. The sunrise could be seen through the window of sorts. She hadn't slept the entire night. Agamemnon made a moan and turned away from the sun, it could be her chance to run. But, he would hunt her down and do the unthinkable to her.
She hadn't heard the killings of the two guards and the entering of men from the Myrmidons. The Myrmidons looked with wide eyes at the gold all around and took what they could. Two men entered the bedroom of Agamemnon; Achilles and Patroclus. They were quiet and supreme in their skill of snatching. "Where is she?" Patroclus asked his cousin as they looked through the room for Briseis. In his hand, Achilles carried her robe for her covering. He spotted a brown head and pointed to the side of the bed. Patroclus stayed to the side as Achilles crept over to her lonesome, shivering body and covered her mouth.
He noticed her eyes widened in fear as she looked to her captor. Achilles put his finger to his lips, signaling her to be quiet. Briseis nodded and laid back on the floor to slip on the warm robe. Achilles picked her up in his strong arms and held her close, both he and Patroclus were quiet to escape without a sound. The escape out was quiet and well thought out. Eudrous and Gabrielle sat by the fire and were relieved when Briseis was returned. Achilles placed her on the sand by the Myrmidon Camp, behind the tent where no one could see them.
Achilles opened the robe to see her battered body of kisses. "Did he hurt you, like that?" Achilles asked as he ran his hand over her stomach and body. "No, I hurt him more…"
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Was this chapter long enough? Briseis has gotten tougher obviously! Please review! Here are my thank yous:
Mrs.M
amy
Brad's bum is HOT
beATRixKIdDo13
Prep Hunter aka embo
Nefertiri's Handmaiden
AVA
dizzy izzy
HentaiStar
nap-003
Just to some of the reviewers. The reason I'm doing a lot of Helen/Paris bashing in this story is because I don't believe they had a real love like Achilles and Briseis. Achilles died for her, Paris just had sex with Helen but he never said he would do anything for her like Achilles for Briseis. But, this story is about Achilles and Briseis. So, ignore Paris and Helen for now!
Until we meet again,
:angel
REVIEW!