Archimedes gulped at the thought, and was very glad he was on Hades GOOD side, as his bad side had quite a malicious streak.
Cassandra, inspired by this one drop now vigorously stirred the brush into the liquid and painted every inch of his cock, peeling back his foreskin, she made sure to apply two coats to his now purple and thrashing cockhead. Swirling more onto the brush, she wrapped the bristles around his balls, and felt herself gush more of her liquids onto the floor as she painted his balls, his moans and thrashing making her hotter and hotter.
Looking at his puckering asshole, she dug out a large glob, holding it up in front of her face and laughing. Placing the glowing blob right on top of his quivering hole, she swirled the brush round and round making sure the entire circumference was completely coated. Now looking at the machine, she took the jar and dipped the dildo attached to the end of the piston into the substance, smiling as she saw the excess run down his leg and pool between the crack of his ass. Standing back to admire her painting job, she was pleased with her work. His whole genital area was glowing and glistening as the venom did its relentless work, his whole body thrashing wildly to escape the maddening sensation of phantom ants crawling, tickling and biting his flesh. Despite all of this torment, his cock was at its maximum length and thickness as the sensations teased his cock right to the edge of madness.
Her face glowing with hate, she flipped on the switch and the piston slowly began to move, slowly at first but quickly picking up speed as time moved forward. Each thrust of the dildo into his helpless ass caused his cock to immediately twitch as it entered him, a small bead of pre-cum forming on the tip of his penis and mixing with the venom as it ran down his shaft. Achilles, eyes rolled back in his head, tensed his whole body and arched up as far as he could go, desperate for any relief. After a few minutes the piston was a blur of activity, plunging so fast into his hole the noise was deafening. Cassandra, now sated in her vengeance, turned to Hades and Archimedes and smiled a huge toothy grin. Turning back to Achilles, she blew him a kiss "Payback's a bitch FUCKER!" and the three of them left the room, locking the door behind them forever. As they walked down the hall, Cassandra turned to Hades and said "Ok, next stop Hector!"
Back on Argos, Chorea read and re-read the summons from the Palace, not believing her eyes. The price they were offering was TOO good to be true! This one night would set her up for life, and she was determined not to allow this opportunity to go to waste. She had had the contract to supply dancing girls to the palace for years, but it had become increasingly difficult to comply with the demand given the perpetual assaults Lord Phoreneus regularly committed on her dancers. It seemed every time she had a good performer, she would inevitably quit, so this next request on the summons was definitely the tricky part.
The instructions were quite clear, every dancer who had performed in the palace for the last year was to report tonight, no questions asked, for ten times their normal fee. All afternoon she had sent her messengers out and It had been quite difficult getting some of the former performers to come back. They all eventually agreed however since this was a summons directly from the King himself, and the bonus offered to each of them was worth a year's salary. Even Lygia, who just had quit a few nights earlier agreed to return under strict conditions. Her conditions were not heinous, and quite reasonable, as she wanted Chorea herself to come to the palace with her and the other dancers and also to never have to be alone with anyone. Chorea had eagerly agreed to her terms and now as darkness was falling she and fifty of the most beautiful and talented women on Argos all walked up the path to the Palace together.
Approaching the gate, the guards instantly let them pass, licking their lips at such a delectable parade walking past, but surprisingly all were perfectly well-mannered. "This is QUITE odd!" Chorea mumbled as she was used to a certain level of piggishness from the Guards, and this sudden change in tone was a most welcome development. Back in the dressing room, all of the girls changed into their costumes, visibly nervous to be back in the Palace again, as each had been assaulted or raped by Phoreneus in the past and all were obviously quite fearful about being back at the scene of their former victimization.
Despite the tension they were a delightful and beautiful bunch, and Chorea had to admit, even though she could not believe the price that was agreed to, it would be the most spectacular display of feminine beauty at one time the palace had ever seen. Donning their costumes and in various stages of undress, acres of delicious female flesh was everywhere. Low hanging bejeweled breasts, nipples barely covered by tiny ruby pasties. Long, sultry legs donning golden bells off of their delicious and suckable toes. Wide sumptuous hips, clothed in shimmering coin belts. The sight of so many gorgeous women at one time would have tented the toga of the most devout celibate monk of Artemis. Every girl was startled and held their breath when the door to their dressing room suddenly opened and the beautiful Princess Telledice, wife of the hated Phoreneus, entered the room.
"Ladies" she began "First I am sure many of you know who I am, so I do not want you to be nervous. I want to apologize, on behalf of the Royal House of Argos for any crime committed against you in these walls over these past few years. There is no excuse for what happened to you, and tonight, in addition to your bonus, I am dedicating this entire evening to YOU ALL. Hopefully, this gesture will help to begin to pay you back for the terrible things that were done to you." Pausing, she looked out the stage door and saw the banquet room filling with guests. "On stage, you will have all of the props you need for a good show, and I am positive you will provide not only ME but the entire audience and yourselves a fantastic evening. Your bonus has already been provided and after tonight's performance, you will all be given the option of making this gig a regular event on your schedule. Now, "break a leg" and I will be applauding wildly from the audience." Leaving out the same door she came through, each girl looked at each other in stunned silence. Whatever was going to happen tonight they could not possibly predict, but it was definitely going to be memorable, and quite profitable.
As the band began playing, harps, lutes and drums beating out their tempo, all of the dancers undulated out onto the stage. Each girl did the same thing as the others, and peered into the audience, afraid to come face to face with their rapist. Each were relieved when it was obvious he was not in attendance, and to their great surprise, and obvious relief, the crowd thoroughly enjoyed their performance and were shockingly polite and very receptive. As they all stood together to take their bow, Telledice walked out of the audience and onto the stage to their great surprise. . Holding her head high, her regal presence was stunning. In a loud voice, she addressed the audience. "Ladies and Gentlemen, I thank you for joining me this evening for a delightful banquet of the best food, the best wine, and as you can see from what you just witnessed, the best dancers in all of Argos. I am happy to announce however, that the BEST part of the evening is now ready to begin!" Pointing to Lilo, beaming in the corner, she nodded her head and Lilo hit a small gong with a padded drumstick, the reverberations echoing throughout the large hall. Every eye now looked to the back of the stage and a small black curtain began to rise. Suddenly gasps echoed through the entire hall followed by intense laughter.
There, naked as the day he was born and tied to a wooden beam was Phoreneus. His legs were chained to pegs on the mobile stand and his arms were chained to the beam at the base of the structure, exposing his entire body and completely spreading his quivering asshole to the view of the audience as he was forced to bend completely over. His erect and purple cock dangled helplessly between his legs and his balls were swollen so blue they almost appeared black. His mouth was gagged, but he was obviously moaning uncontrollably as the spell Calisto had placed on him was still in effect. For almost two days straight he had been experiencing a never ending torturously slow psychic blowjob that kept him dangling right on the edge of cumming. Sweat poured off of his back and face and his whole body spasming and twitched as he repeatedly reached the edge but could not go beyond. Lilo, walking over to his stand, turned him now to face the audience, fully revealing his throbbing cock and suffering blue balls, his red face straining to orgasm it was obvious he was completely humiliated as well as phenomenally horny.
Telledice, her face glowering in hatred and contempt walked over to stage right and opened a small oaken casket on the stage, removing the first of fifty strapons and handed it to Lygia. "As the most recent victim" Telledice stated "You have earned the right to have at him first. Please, enjoy!!!" Lygia, her face beaming in spite eagerly grabbed the strapon out of her and walked over to the writhing and moaning Phoreneus, bent over in front of her. Grinning she spit in his face and began to fasten on the strapon. Leaning over to his ear she hissed "Bet you never thought you would see me again did you? Well, when I am done with you I am sure you will wish you NEVER HAD!!!!"
Out in the audience, laughing hysterically, wine shooting out of their noses were Calisto and Io sitting together at the main table watching this incredible display. Io, turning to her new "sister" said "Well, Telledice did say she had a special show for us tonight, but I had NO idea it would be THIS good!!!" Snapping her fingers, more wine was brought to the table. This evening would go on for a long time, and as it turned out, every one of the dancers agreed to make this gig a regular part of their schedule. Each night, Phoreneus, and one of his former victims would reenact the same performance over and over without end. And he for his part never had the spell lifted from Calisto, forever dangling right on the edge, his only other sensation being the occasional strapon shoved up his hole each night after dinner only serving to drive him closer to the edge he could never go over.
Out on the open water, Demetrius sighed as he slumped against the wooden planks of his ship. Looking down at his helpless manhood, he was relieved his seemingly endless erection had finally subsided. One of the worst aspects of never being able to cum is the helplessness it caused in his balls when he was around so many attractive women, and for the last few months he had been almost perpetually aroused. The teasing torment on Argos being the worst, and now that he was alone, he could finally achieve at least a semblance of rest.
He was clueless about how on earth he was going to achieve his next quest. Breaking into the underwater palace of Poseidon and just waltzing in and stealing his wife's pearl was not something he could actually envision happening. Persephone had been incredibly helpful in her notes, and she had an asterisk beside this quest. Will arrange things in advance with Amphrite. With this rather mysterious annotation, Demetrius set his hopes on just FINDING the Palace and hoping that things fell into place after that.
The notes had also been pretty specific on how to find it, but he had to admit, out on the open water there were not a lot of landmarks to go by. He had followed her instructions, and according to her basic directions he was close, but it was hard to tell. The only note she had mentioning anything about land was hopelessly smeared by salt water, and he studied the blurry words carefully trying to imagine what on earth they could mean. "Besmarare the ivlandda of the Syrensss". Scratching his head he thought to himself "What in the Hell is a Ivlandda, who are the Syrensss and what does Besmarare mean?" Spotting a tiny island on the horizon, he hoped this was the landmark so mysteriously notated by Persephone. If only that salt water had not smeared its contents he could be positive as he was sure this was an important message that had gotten garbled.
Dropping to his knees, he held his arms out to his sides and once again began to pray. "Oh Glorious and Cruel Beauty Great Goddess of Love Aphrodite, hear the plea of your unworthy servant Demetrius. Graciously protect me in this next quest as your guiding hand has protected me so far. Your great beauty and glorious..." As he prayed, a noise emanated from the tiny island, and although quiet at first grew louder and louder, interrupting his prayer and clouding his mind. Unable to block it from his brain, he began to feel extremely light headed at the noise, growing more beautiful and intoxicating as he sailed closer. On the wind, it now became clearer, and his cock began to throb as the melodious sounds of giggling female voices sang harmoniously on the ocean breeze.
"DEMETRIUSSSSSSSS!!!! Come play with us!!! Come worship us!!!! Come take us as your love slaves!!!! We are waiting for you, right here on this island! We can save you Demetrius! We can lift your curse! We can lighten your aching blue balls and release your seed, gloriously and fully into our hungry mouths and empty pussies FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER!!!!"
