The Caress of the Virgin Goddess
“*Slurp*... L-like this...?”
“*Ngh*... Yeah, just like that.”
Who could ever imagine such a thing? Artemis, the guardian deity of those noble virgins, kneeling in her own sanctuary—the very place she used to mingle with her hunters—and caressing a man’s cock like a common whore!
“*Slurrrp*...”
Those pale pink lips, reminiscent of flower petals—the very lips that used to command huntresses and sneer at men—were now meticulously engulfing my rod, slowly and carefully licking it from the root up.
Her sharp eyes, which always scanned the surroundings with lethal precision, were now darting toward me, fearful of making a mistake, and every time I nodded, they curved like crescent moons in relief.
In this Greece, fellatio was something only whores did, yet here was the Goddess of Chastity herself performing it.
And that wasn’t all.
—*Squish! Squish! Squish!*
“*Hng! Hnggg!*”
Following my command, she stirred her clitoris and vagina with clumsy fingers, and every time that lewd, squelching sound tickled my ears, Artemis would flinch and let out a mournful moan.
“Artemis, faster.”
“*Hng!*”
At my order, those noble lips and throat picked up the pace, and her hand, which was busy ravaging her own secret parts, accelerated as well, caressing her sacred virgin cunt.
“*Slurp! Slurrrp!*”
Everything.
Everything was excessively lewd and depraved, yet at the same time, it was nothing short of holy and erotic. From her braided hair, swaying like the tail of a cat in heat, to the snow-white nape of her neck and the beads of sweat trembling precariously beneath her hair.
Her right hand, soft and white without a single callus despite being the Goddess of the Hunt, stroked my balls as if they were precious treasures. Between her resilient legs, crouched in an M-shape, her left hand moved incessantly, and the sacred nectar of her arousal had already soaked the ground.
‘You cheeky thing!’
“*Hee-hng*, h-how is it...? (Does it feel good?)”
‘You insolent, worthless, rude bitch...!’
“*Pha*... I-I’ll do whatever you say...”
‘You filthy man!!’
“M-more orders... something that feels good...”
Watching Artemis, so lewd and submissive, I couldn't help but overlap this image with the fierce Artemis who had aimed her bow at me back in Phasos. Beyond her lewd, loose-lipped smile, the voice of the goddess who had once spat venomous curses at me echoed in my mind.
“*Heh... hehe...*”
That so fierce and cruel Goddess of the Crescent Moon was now kneeling before me, clinging to my crotch, and meticulously caressing me.
‘...Tch!’
As the urge to ejaculate surged instantly, I grabbed Artemis by the hair and commanded her.
“Artemis. Stop.”
“*Hng?!*”
She had been on the verge of climaxing from her own masturbation while sucking my cock like a piece of candy, but when I commanded her, she froze despite her own desires and looked up at me with pleading eyes.
‘...Magnificent!’
It wasn't that Atalanta or Nesneria were lacking. The sight of this haughty goddess—who had been hostile to me, despised men, and tried to kill me as I adapted to this land—clinging to my cock like a common whore ignited a man’s fundamental desire for conquest and his most base instincts.
Her body had already fallen into my hands, and her will had been broken. This was the first step toward slowly seizing her mind, even before she realized it herself.
“You may continue.”
“*Hng~*♥”
—*Slurp! Slurrrp...*
—*Squish, squish!*
Artemis began licking the bulging veins of my cock with devotion. At the same time, her left hand started moving again, and the lewd squelching sounds began their performance anew.
‘Perfect. Artemis has fallen into my hands completely!’
As I had discovered when I activated the Yin-Seal earlier, Artemis was now a blank slate of pure white. Her reason, paralyzed by excessive climax and pleasure, had been overturned by the power of the Yin-Seal that had seeped into the gaps, suppressing her instincts and desires. The instincts and unconscious desires that had awakened in her body because of me were now erupting like a split personality.
“I-is this... how I should do it...? D-Dianes-nim...?”
Asking with a slurred, drunken tone, her face was filled with affection and submission toward me.
“What did I tell you to call me? Do you want to be shoved back into the depths of your unconscious?”
“*Eek!* N-no...! I-I’m sorry... Master!”
Seeing her prostrate herself on the floor, trembling in apology at my words, a burst of laughter escaped me at the refreshing, spine-tingling thrill of it all. Master. That arrogant, fierce Artemis calling me Master...
“Whose are you?”
“I-I am... D-Dianes-nim’s...”
“Why?”
“Because you teach me what feels good, and you make me feel good...”
“Then why do you rudely call me by my name instead of ‘Master’?”
“I-I’m sorry!”
Artemis bowed her head deeply again, trembling. The Goddess of Olympus, the most noble Goddess of Chastity, the enemy who had sought my life and burned with hatred for Atalanta—seeing her masturbating and caressing me at my command, trembling and weeping in submission at my threat, filled me with immense joy.
—*Whoosh!*
“*Hie!?*”
I used telekinesis to pull the kneeling Artemis up and gripped her by the throat.
“*Heeek...!* I-I’m sorry...”
Her noble beauty was now stained with the guilt of disappointing me and the fear of having incurred my wrath. Her eyes, melted by lust and desire, no longer held a trace of their former sharpness. I examined her slowly as if looking at a work of art, then let my gaze drop to her voluptuous breasts, wet with sweat and nectar, with her areolas standing erect.
Her toned, defined abdomen that made me want to taste her deeply, and her thighs, from which lewd fluids were streaming down, were a feast for my eyes.
“That’s right. You are mine. And I am your master.”
From the night-black hair of this noble goddess to the snow-white nape of her neck, her breasts with their cherry-colored areolas, her lewdly soaked secret parts, and her sculpted, snow-white feet.
Everything about Artemis was now mine.
“*Hng!* Y-yeah...♥ I-I am Dianes-nim’s...!”
At my declaration, Artemis, with hearts in her eyes, twitched her body as if she had climaxed again at my words. Seeing the carnal desire filling her eyes, I chuckled, released her throat, and allowed her to perform fellatio once more.
“Slowly, move again.”
“Y-yes!”
As soon as my permission was granted, Artemis clung to my cock like a thirsty traveler and resumed her caresses.
—*Squish! Squish! Squish!*
At the same time, the sound of her masturbation grew more intense, and as she faithfully continued her caresses while losing her mind, she was truly no different from a whore.
‘Good. It’s more stable than I thought.’
Sucking and caressing my rod, while simultaneously fondling her own secret parts—which she had never dared to touch before—was now the most natural thing in the world for Artemis. It was happiness itself, and my words, which had taught her that happiness, were absolute heaven’s decree to this slave goddess.
According to Dianes’s command, one can feel good. Doing as Dianes taught her, the burning desire in her chest, the pathologically itching cunt—all of it subsided, replaced by a pleasure that seemed to paralyze her brain.
The goddess, who had awakened to desire for the first time in thousands of years and trembled with lust, had been left with only her instincts, and she had surrendered and submitted to me, craving me.
“Do you want to go, Artemis?”
“*Hng!*”
Artemis, who hadn’t even known what a climax was or what it meant to ‘go,’ was now waiting for my command, anticipating those words.
“I haven’t even gone yet, so where does a slave think she’s going before her master?”
“!!”
At my words, Artemis’s eyes widened, then quickly moistened.
“*Hee-hng-ha-hi-da...!* (I’m sorry!)”
“If I go once, you may go too. If you go alone first, I will punish you.”
Determined, Artemis focused on fellatio again. Her sharp eyes, which had once aimed for the vitals of her prey, were now watching my reactions, checking to see how she could make me go as quickly as possible. Her mouth and tongue, which had once delivered curses and oracles, were now licking and stroking my rod with affection, applying meticulous stimulation.
The eyes the Goddess of the Hunt had trained to perform her divine duties, and the mouth the Guardian of Virgins had used to bless her followers—seeing them mobilized solely for my pleasure was the ultimate caress that any man in Greece would give his life to receive.
“*Tch...!*”
When I grimaced at the stimulation from her lips, Artemis, who had caught it like a ghost, began to target that spot intensively.
—*Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!*
The head that was caressing my cock slowly picked up speed.
—*Squish-squish-squish-squish!*
The sound of her masturbation accelerated to the point where I worried she might chafe her cunt.
“..*Kuh!* Artemis. I’m coming!”
“*Kuh?!*”
As the urge to ejaculate surged, I grabbed Artemis by the hair and shoved my cock deep into the back of her throat.
—*Splurt, splurrrrt!*
At the same time, the urge to ejaculate peaked, and something hot surged from deep within me, erupting in an instant.
“*Hnggg!?!*”
—*Pshhh!*
Simultaneously, Artemis also climaxed, shaking her white breasts, and a flood of nectar—I didn’t know how many times it was today—sprayed from her secret parts, soaking my feet.
—*Splurrrrt!*
—*Pshhh!*
“*Kuh!*”
“*Hee-hng...!*”
Artemis trembled, as if she were suffocating from the lingering effects of her climax and the pressure of my cock. Both she and I trembled for a moment in the afterglow.
“*Huu...*”
—*Squish...!*
After the afterglow faded, I slowly pulled my cock out and lifted Artemis’s face.
“*Haa... haa...*”
The lewd virgin goddess, her face a mix of the pain of suffocation and the ecstasy of climax. Her mouth was filled with the semen I had ejaculated.
“Artemis, swallow.”
“*Heh, heh...*”
—*Gulp!*
At my command, Artemis swallowed the semen without a moment’s hesitation and trembled from the afterglow.
“Open your mouth.”
“*Heh, hehe...* I, I ate it all...”
As she opened her mouth at my command, Artemis shyly stuck out her pink tongue.
Smiling and opening her mouth as if asking for praise, Artemis was truly at her most lewd. So much so that my cock, which had almost gone soft, stood tall again.
“Oh... i, it got big again...”
“...Come here.”
At my call, Artemis smiled lewdly, approached me, and knelt.
“Since you dirtied it, clean it again with your tongue and mouth.”
“Y, yes...♥”
As if intoxicated by the semen, Artemis, with a dreamy smile, began to meticulously caress my member again with her sacred tongue and noble lips.
“*Slurp! Slurrrp! Heh...*”
—*Squish! Squish! Squish!*
The Goddess of Virgins, caressing my cock and ravaging her own cunt with a flushed face, looking as if she were happy and enjoying herself. Could there be anything more stimulating to a man’s lust than this?
“*Slurp, heh! Heh-hng!*”
—*Squish-squish-squish!*
The lewd chorus of the goddess’s mouth and cunt continued until the virgin goddess fainted after climaxing several more times.