MILF Wave (4) The Second Customer Who Came After Hearing Word of Mouth
MILF Wave (4) The Second Customer Who Came After Hearing Word of Mouth
Pallas, Styx's husband, could not believe the sight reflected beyond the flames.
"Wh-what is this...?!"
Styx was being violated.
Styx was being raped.
Styx was being fucked by Zeus!
"Aaaagh!!"
Even if he rushed there now, it was too late.
When he'd awoken from sleep and ignited the flame, Zeus's cock was already inside Styx.
"Th-this, fuck!!"
Bang!
Pallas hurled the nectar he'd been drinking.
He could only clutch his head.
Because his wife was being raped?
No.
His love for his wife had long since cooled.
He had fallen for her at first sight and made her his partner through rape, but after seeing her care more for their children than for him, Pallas began to wander outside.
If you want to spend a night with me, then capture that degenerate Zeus and bring him to me!!
That was what he had said.
And Styx had taken the children and left for Olympus.
This was the result before his eyes.
"Th-this...!"
Both of Pallas's fists trembled.
Unbearable pain and rage began to surge from the depths of his soul.
Because his wife was taken from him?
No.
There was a fury deeper than that, more primal.
—Aaaang...!! You've reached places my husband, Pallas, could never reach...!!
Styx, being fucked by Zeus, was writhing in pleasure.
"You bitch! You're being taken! Fight back, damn it!!"
—Resist... feels too good...! I shouldn't be doing this, *hic*, I've surrendered to Zeus's cock...!!
"Gaaaah!!"
Pallas swung his sword wildly at the flames.
He seethed with boiling rage, but Zeus's cock did not stop.
Zeus was just fucking her from behind, the same way Pallas did.
Without any of that fancy 'foreplay,' just gripping her waist and plunging his cock in.
—So, big...! I'm sorry, Pallas...! Compared to yours, it's so much bigger and harder...!!
"If it's big, is that all that matters, fuck!!"
Pallas was furious.
It was now laid bare for the entire world to see that he was inferior to Zeus.
A man smaller than Zeus.
Of course everyone already knew Zeus was quite large, but having his wife stolen by that massive cock—Pallas was the first.
Officially.
"Damn it, damn it...! My honor, at this rate...!"
Pallas's rage sprang from the fact that his reputation could be destroyed.
To have his wife taken by a young man.
And not kidnapped, but taken through sex.
Far from his wife being imprisoned and resisting, shouting 'My husband will come save me!', the moment a cock entered her she was completely helpless, crying out in delight. What humiliation was this!
"I'm not even the first...!!"
"What did you say?"
"Heeek?!"
At the voice from behind, the color drained from Pallas's face.
"You bastard, what did you mean by that?"
"L-Lord Cronus! Th-that is... that is..."
"You'd better speak clearly."
Cronus, his hair disheveled, pointed the Scythe at Pallas.
Under that gaze, as if he might slash with the Scythe at any moment, Pallas groveled and bowed his head.
"I-it's about Epimetheus! I heard that the man who was seeing Epimetheus was so full of resentment he couldn't eat or sleep...!"
"...Hmph."
Slick.
Slick?
"Aaaagh!!"
Seeing his right arm drop to the floor, Pallas screamed.
"Punishment for running your mouth."
"Uggh, uurgh, uuurgh...!!"
A Titan does not die.
But that does not mean they feel no pain.
Moreover, because they do not die, the pain is carried for the rest of their life.
An arm might be reattached through medicine or the powers of healing, but severed by the Scythe—crafted so that Uranus's genitals could never reattach—it would never heal.
From now on, Pallas would live forever as a one-armed man.
"Uggh, uurgh, uuurgh...!!"
Cronus left.
Pallas rolled on the floor, weeping.
"Fuck, fuuuck...!!"
Beyond the flames.
His own wife, Styx, was also rolling on the dirt floor, weeping.
Tears of pleasure.
Tears of delight, as if she had been released from agony.
And.
"...!!"
As if everything had gone according to her own will, tears of overjoyed victory.
* * *
A short while later, the Temple of Olympus.
"Allow me to introduce myself once more. I am Styx. And these are my children."
"Mm."
Styx bowed politely.
Unlike a woman who had just been out in the open, impaled on a giant cock, she showed the exact bearing of a river goddess as she introduced the children behind her.
"Children. Go on."
"...I am Kratos."
"What?! Ah, Kratos. Mm. Right."
I thought I had misheard.
The looks directed at me—the one who had violated Styx—were far from favorable, and honestly, I was tense, worried they might even try to rebel.
"Children, relax your faces. This entire affair was planned."
"M-Mother...?"
Styx's children froze.
Their eyes showed they could not grasp what their mother was saying.
Truthfully, I hadn't heard about it either, so I was no less bewildered.
But I calmly nodded my head.
Through the conversation of our bodies, I had perceived Styx's true intent.
A woman being raped clenching her pussy and bucking her hips on her own?
'That's absolutely impossible.'
Unless she was drenched in an aphrodisiac or a narcotic, such a thing could never happen.
"Lord Zeus, may I explain to Styx's children?"
"Granted."
Beside the throne, Metis, who had been standing next to me like a secretary, bowed to Styx and her offspring.
"Forgive my impertinence. But this method was precisely the safest way to bring you all to Olympus and deliver a great shock to Cronus."
"Hm...?"
At Metis's sudden intervention, Styx also tilted her head.
"I just..."
"There is no need for modesty, Lady Styx. You sacrificed your own body to bring your children into Olympus's fold."
"...Th-that's right. I did. Children, put away your anger. I wished to be violated of my own accord."
Styx was a woman of quick wit.
"Lord Zeus has accepted us into Olympus with great consideration. In case you were ever defeated by Cronus, he arranged it so that those who enter beneath Olympus would not later be imprisoned in Tartarus."
"What do you mean...?"
"Ah, could it be...! So it was made to look as if we were forced into servitude!"
The only daughter among Styx's children, a fresh young woman who seemed to reflect Styx's maidenhood, began to sparkle with insight.
"So that it wouldn't appear as if we had betrayed Father, as if Mother were taken hostage...!"
"What are you saying, Nike!"
Nike?
NIKE?
"Mother didn't surrender to pleasure! She pretended to surrender to pleasure while defecting to Olympus! And we, to protect her, had no choice but to follow Olympus! The means was merely a coercive form—rape...! Even if things go wrong later, Lord Zeus intended to shoulder all the blame...!!"
"Aahh...!!"
"We had no idea...!"
The brothers knelt on one knee before me.
"Forgive us, Lord Zeus!!"
"Forgive us dullards who failed to understand Lord Zeus's consideration!"
"Augh, for our sake, Mother...!"
"..."
Nike, was it.
A remarkably perceptive woman.
Or else a woman so pure she truly thought such a thing.
'What should I do here, Zeus?'
They were misunderstanding me.
'I just fucked her because I wanted to.'
I had simply raped her because she stood there with her lewd body, arrogantly shouting in the front yard.
Whether she wanted the rape or not, the fact that I had violated Styx was true.
But sometimes, facts gain flesh and become distorted.
I raped Styx for the greater good!
If that's the case, there was no need to clear up such a favorable misunderstanding, and no need to explain either.
"...Hmph. It was not for your sake."
As arrogantly as possible, I turned my posture to the side.
"I merely violated her because I wished to. Do not misunderstand."
Still, my conscience pricked me, so I did tell the truth.
From now on, if they misunderstand, that's their own fault.
"Ooh, Lord Zeus...!"
"You are truly...!"
Styx's children bowed their heads.
"For Olympus!"
"For Zeus!"
From now on, if they misunderstand, it's their own damn fault.
I told them the truth.
"...Pfft. Epimetheus, come forward."
"Yes, Lady Metis."
At Epimetheus's entrance, called by Metis, Styx was startled.
The one who had already surrendered to cock before Styx—she stood beside Metis without restraints, in attire that was far too free.
...Free did not mean excessively revealing.
It meant she was wearing the same clothes as the other goddesses, like Metis, not the garb given to captives or criminals.
"Er, Epimetheus...? No restraints..."
"None. I have sworn loyalty to Lord Zeus, and I received his symbol, after all."
Stroking her lower abdomen, Epimetheus smiled thinly.
That, that's the Anywhere Zeus.
"Aah... I see. So you too have received the reward of loyalty. Mm."
Styx also began to nod in understanding on her own.
Later, if I give her an Anywhere Zeus as well, she'll wear it willingly.
"I look forward to serving you, Lord Zeus."
"Mm."
The Styx family departed under Epimetheus's guidance.
They would leave for the River Styx before long, but they still needed a private room where they could stay whenever they came to Olympus.
"...Phew. That's a relief."
"Because they bought it on their own?"
Metis immediately relaxed her expression and pressed her bottom onto the armrest of my throne.
I naturally turned the arm my hand rested on so that she could settle her rear directly onto my palm.
"Hoo hoo, sly, aren't you."
"You could call me a pervert, you know?"
"So what if you are. So, do you enjoy stealing another man's woman? Lord god?"
"When she comes asking to be violated, it would be rude not to oblige. Indeed. Just like appealing for sex like this."
I lifted Metis's bottom with a light hop.
Then I adjusted my hand's position slightly, letting my fingers reach her intimate area.
"Shall we go to bed?"
"You may go if you wish. Not with me, though..."
Seizing my head, Metis pushed it downward.
"You have to finish what you started. Right?"
"Thank you, Sister Metis."
"...Ah, Hades."
Releasing her veil and canceling her invisibility, Hades was staring up at me coldly.
"Brother, you haven't forgotten me, have you?"
"Of course. Not a chance. We agreed on today, naturally."
"Then pet me."
"Sure, sure."
With my free hand I stroked Hades's head.
Enjoying my petting like a puppy, she buried her face in my groin.
"The water you still have on you from the River Styx, let me clean it for you."
"No, there's no need—"
"Ah-ah."
Squiiish.
"Lord god, you should just sit on your throne and act weighty, yes? Hoo hoo."
"Metis, you...?"
Metis pressed down on my arm, putting strength into her hips.
Hades also pulled my other arm onto her head, preventing me from moving my hand elsewhere.
Had this woman intentionally sat on my arm with her pussy?
"Stay right there. From now on—"
"We have a serious problem, Lord Zeus! ...Whoa there."
Both women simultaneously turned their heads toward Prometheus, who had burst in.
"...Sorry, but could you tell Poseidon to answer the call?"
"I already did! Knowing you'd likely be enjoying some private time, I deliberately asked Lady Poseidon! However... Lady Poseidon is being pushed back!"
"!!"
That was a serious problem indeed.
"That can't be. Unless it's a major deity, there's no way she'd be pushed back. She's the second strongest after Lord Zeus."
"The attacker... is someone you know well, Lady Metis."
Closing his eyes heavily, Prometheus spoke.
"...It is Lady Themis."
Themis.
She is Mother Rhea's sister, Metis's aunt.
In other words, a daughter of Gaia—one of the Titanides.
A major deity-class being.
"Auntie... she's a virgin."
A spinster.