As the sail of Demetrius's ship slipped over the horizon, Zeus smiled. Turning back to Pan and Dionysus he held up his hand, cleared his throat and winked in delight.
"Ok boys gather round, we have much work to do on behalf of our horny little human while he is gone." Turning to face the goat legged Pan, he continued. "Now I want you to go to Mercury and Pethio's palace and retrieve her slippers. This is one of the remaining items that he needs and, well, you will be the best among us to do it." Pan nodded but wondered why Zeus had assigned this particular task to him. Unbeknownst to Pan, or anyone for that matter, Zeus felt very guilty about his friend Mercury's chaste and bound fate. The knowledge his friend's balls were leashed and owned by Pethio forever because of his own careless actions made the King of the Gods tend to avoid Mercury. The shame and guilt of his accidental caging because of a stupid joke was too great to bare.
Turning now to Dionysus, Zeus smiled even wider as he worked hard to stifle a laugh. "And to you Di-Di I give the most delicious assignment we have left. You are to go to the Grace's palace and retrieve some quite delectable items that are needed for Demetrius's quest. It might be a bit tricky to get them, but you among all of us Gods are truly a bull-shitter and charmer of the highest rank so I have complete faith you will be able to complete this job!"
Dionysus was confused yet intrigued. He was meaning to go to the Grace's for a favor anyway since Pan's party. Ganymede's loss to the Graces put Dionysus in a bad spot and he was desperate to get him free. His own party was fast approaching and for years Dionysus had always relied on Ganymede's enormous wit and amazing organizational skills to help him plan his feasts, but without him he was lost. Going to the Grace's palace on a mission from Zeus perhaps could give him an excuse to borrow the services of his old friend for a few weeks and he could kill two birds with one stone.
"What do I have to get from them Lord?" Dionysus asked.
Bursting into laughter as he could no longer hold back the flood within, Zeus choked as his words spewed out. "Three used panties from each!!!! I am sure poor old Demetrius was wondering how on earth he was going to pull that one off, but now that he has you working on his behalf, his balls are as good as freed. There are few Gods I know that are better at convincing beautiful Goddesses to drop their panties than you, so this should be an easy task!"
Dionysus laughed but inwardly gulped. This would NOT be as easy a job as Zeus indicated. He knew that the Graces, Euphrosyne especially, would not willingly give their panties up so easily, especially used ones, so this would be no cake walk. He would need to be exceptionally charming to obtain these yummy prizes, or else he would have to resort to thievery. His mind churned with options as Zeus continued.
"And boys, don't think I am exempting myself from duty here. Now, I have to get my wife's ruby and, well, I may have to go about it indirectly. Hera is a gorgeous woman and very smart and I know if I ask for it directly she will become highly suspicious and figure out something is up." Stroking his chin, he thought out loud. " I certainly do not want her to know about Europa's rescue, so perhaps I will go visit Amphrite. Having HER borrow the ruby for me will eliminate any suspicion from my beautiful, intelligent and highly suspicious wife."
Pan snickered as he croaked out. "Well, it isn't like she isn't suspicious for good reason!"
Zeus winked back and nodded. "Like I said, she is a very intelligent woman." As he spoke the curvy and top heavy brunette he had been so delightfully munching on earlier emerged from the clearing and began kneading his ass. Looking down at her as she stared up into his face with her enormous brown eyes, Zeus felt the familiar stirrings of his libido heating up. Taking her by the hand he wanted to get back to his delightful Nymph brunch as soon as possible.
Pan and Dionysus grinned too as they looked at one other. The irony and humor of the situation was too hilarious for them not to be amused. Here they were, three powerful Olympian Gods now all working to obtain sexual release for a lowly human. Fate is a humorous mistress sometimes, and no doubt she was enjoying a great joke on all of them. Lifting his full goblet up into the air, Dionysus proposed a toast.
"To the long suffering and pitifully blue balled human Demetrius! Here is to letting that spooge out of his prison soon!" Laughing, Zeus and Pan clanged their goblets in unison and drank down the wine before resuming their fun with the Maenads. Dionysus however did not return to the grove with the others, but scooped up Carya in his arms and carried her into the forest alone. Seeing a clearing, he waved his free hand over the ground and flowers began blooming in the dark rich earth. Laying her luscious body onto the makeshift bed of newly born daffodils, he quickly stripped off, his cock literally ripping through his loincloth.
Carya was truly a beauty, rivaling any nymph or Goddess on Olympus and as he knelt down between her legs, she lifted her leg up and seductively ran her toes over his smiling lips. Holding the delicate foot in his right hand, he brought her sole to his mouth and began kissing it when suddenly she shifted forward quickly and impaled her dripping hot cooch onto his rod. Feeling the strong velvety firm grip on his shaft and the undulating motion that started as she began to slowly milk him, he loudly groaned. "Holy Mother Gaia I have missed THIS!!!!"
Meanwhile back on Olympus, Ares howled in pain as Esclepiius rubbed salve into his wounded face.
"DAMN IT TO FUCKING HELL!" Ares screamed as Apollo looked on giggling at his friend squirming in pain.
"Honestly Ares" Apollo laughed. "For being the God of War you sure can be a big baby!"
After the melee in the palace, Apollo, Ares and Esclepius had returned to Apollo's palace to recover from their injuries. The God of War especially was a complete mess. Hephaestus is a very powerful and strong God and the furious iron blows he had countlessly landed on Ares face had transformed his normal handsome visage into a bloody pulp of weeping wounds. Esclepius, as the God of Medicine, had cheerfully offered his healing services and Ares had eagerly accepted. Now assisted by the gloriously delicious nymph Marta, Ares was covered in healing salves and potions over his whole tormented and broken body.
"Shut up Apollo!" Ares snapped back. "It wasn't your fucking pussy face that got pummeled by those big iron fists, it was mine." Wincing in pain, Ares continued. "You know, my problem is I have a big mouth, so I brought this on myself! I thought Hephaestus was cool with Aphrodite's dalliances, after all, he surely must know about them."
Esclepius giggled as he continued his ministrations. "Yes, he knows of course, but he doesn't need to be reminded about them in PUBLIC. Frankly, ever since it came out that Aphrodite took that human Demetrius as a lover he has been especially sensitive on the subject."
"A HUMAN lover?" Ares asked as his eyebrows raised.
Marta, wetting a cloth with iodine nodded and handing it to Esclepius as she spoke up. "Yes Lord, you know this Demetrius has been the talk of all of the Nymphs for several years now. It is said that Aphrodite prefers this human now to all others, even the Gods, and this knowledge has made Hephaestus quite jealous. It is said that Demetrius's skills as a lover are greater than any..." Realizing the impact of what she was saying, she quickly became quiet as Ares began to visibly fume.
"Amazing this Demetrius is I must say!" Esclepius added as he continued working on Ares. "Half of the Goddess's want to sleep with him and the other half, Artemis and Hecate especially, want to kill him." Looking at Apollo now, he prepared a fresh batch of herbs as he too was injured and required medical attention.