Naked Warrior

PART TWELVE

PART TWELVE

After dinner, Novick and Mars moved back into the living room. Daria was still outside. She had found a bench and sat down. Her head was buried in her hands and she was quietly sobbing. She was scared to death to go back inside, knowing what the two men were planning for dessert. She had decided to stay put until Novick sent someone out to get her.

In between her bursts of tears, her thoughts kept returning to Novick's guest. He certainly was a handsome man. Even more so than Novick. But his good looks did not ease the dread she was feeling. It only added to her confusion. She kept thinking that she had met him before. But for the life of her, she couldn’t even fathom where that might have been. She had lived a pretty simple and uneventful life since her parents died and would have remembered meeting someone like a god.

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Novick finished the last of the wine in his goblet and set it down. He was beginning to become upset that Daria had not yet returned to join them.

Ares read his thoughts and decided to distract him.

"Novick, why don't you give me a tour of your fine mansion? I would enjoy seeing the kinds of things with which you like to surround yourself."

Novick's mind wandered to his personal bedchambers. His 'torture chambers' as his slaves had so nicknamed. He was certainly proud of all the toys and such he had collected over time. It was quite impressive and he did not hesitate to show it off to the god.

Novick casually showed Mars in a few random rooms that were in route to his bedroom. He had, in his opinion, saved the best for last. He opened the door and the men entered.

Mars smiled wickedly. "I can see you keep yourself well entertained here, Novick. It reminds me of my own temple chambers. On a smaller scale, of course," he teased.

"Mmmm, yes. I have had many pleasurable nights here." He paused. "Well, pleasurable for me anyway," he laughed. Then his expression turned harsh. "Where did that little wench get off to? She should know not to keep her Master waiting. I'll go fetch her. You may wait here if you'd like, Mars."

"No need to search for her, Novick. I'll bring her to us." With a wave of his hand, Daria appeared - bench and all. She was in the middle of another cry and hadn't even noticed that she had just been teleported by the god.

Novick glared angrily at her. "What are you howling about, girl?" He really could care less if she had an answer or not and didn't give her time to say anything. "Well, whatever it is - you'll soon forget all about it. Your Master and your God will see to that."

Daria stood abruptly in shock, looking around the room and wondering how she got there. "W-w-what? How did. . ."

"I brought you here," Mars answered.

"You?" She looked at him in surprise.

"Well, I am a God. I can do those things, you know," he said smugly.

Daria took a few steps backwards, away from the men. Then a few more, until she was backed against the wall and couldn't go any further.

"Please, Master. Please . . . don’t . . ." she started sobbing again.

"Don't what, my sweet? You mean you don't want to play with Mars and me? Oh, come now. You remember all the fun we had the night before I left, don't you? Well, with two of us, you'll have twice the fun!"

Ares could see the joy in Novick’s eyes as he tortured Daria with his words. He had started to unlace his shirt and sat on the edge of the bed now, removing his boots. Daria didn't move from hugging the wall. She looked with misty, wide eyes, back and forth from Mars to Novick, shaking her head.

"No, please."

Mars moved to the bench he had brought in with Daria and sat down. With a calm, soothing voice he tried to coax her away from the wall.

"Now, Daria. It's okay. I promise, you are going to enjoy our attentions. And a God's attention can be very . . . fulfilling. You'll be begging me, er, I mean - us for more. I guarantee it."

Daria frowned terribly. She slid down the wall and sat on the floor, bunched up into a ball, and just kept crying. Novick was losing his patience with her. He had removed all his clothing except for his pants. He stood and moved to the chest at the foot of the bed and got out the chains.

Mars got up and walked to Novick. He spoke softly to him so that Daria couldn't hear.

"Don't use the chains on her tonight, Novick. Not while I'm here. Personally, I like a woman's hands to be free, so she can caress my . . . uhem, body. Save those for another night, when you two are alone."

Novick slightly glared at the god, not appreciating being told what to do, but returned the chains, nevertheless. He wasn’t about to get into an argument with the God of War.

"But Mars, it doesn't really look like she's going to participate in this of her own free will. How do you propose . . ."

"With a spell, of course," Mars interrupted. Novick got a huge grin. Mars continued, "Now, how would you like her? Shy and submissive? Aggressive and nasty? Gentle. . "

"Oh, hot and nasty. Aggressive, yes!" Novick answered quickly. His eyes were glazed over from the excitement.

"All right. This will just take a moment."

Mars walked over to where Daria was still on the floor. She seemed like she was numb to everything around her and barely heard the god speaking to her.

"Daria? Daria?" Ares was standing in front of her with his hand extended out for her to take. Slowly, she lifted her head and looked up at him. Her eyes were puffy and her nose was red from crying.

"Come," he said.

Daria stared into his eyes and immediately felt surrounded in warmth. He looked so . . . honest and trusting.

"It's okay." Mars nodded and wiggled his fingers.

She reached for his hand and he pulled her from the ground and into his arms. He kissed her gently, casting his spell on her. Novick watched them intently from where he stood at the foot of the bed. Still holding Daria in his arms, he turned his head towards Novick.

"There. She’ll cooperate now," he smiled.

Daria took her hand and turned Mars' face back to hers. She stared into his eyes for an intense moment before she devoured his lips, closing her eyes and moaning. She thrust her tongue in the god's mouth, getting more and more passionate as each second passed. Ares began to return the kiss with equal passion. His hands began moving over her body, caressing her sides and her ass.

Jealously began burning in Novick's gut. "Hey, why don't you two move over here, onto the bed?" When they didn't seem to hear him, Novick called for Mars again, this time a bit louder than normal. "MARS?"

Ares put both his hands on Daria's face and slowly broke their kiss. Without even looking at Novick, he took Daria by the hand and led her to the bed. Before he sat her down, Novick grabbed her arm and twirled her around to face him.

"Why don't you give your Master some of that sugar, you sweet thing?"

Daria wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body against his. She kissed him with so much desire that he eventually had to push her off of him to catch his breath.

Boy, it sure feels like she wants me, and she wants me bad, he thought. He could read it in her face as he tore her from his body. His heart thumped rapidly in excitement. This is exactly what he thought was missing from his sex life: someone who wanted him to fuck the shit out of her!

Ares just watched them with half-shut eyes, his arms crossed in front of his chest. He was monitoring Novick’s thoughts while he began to remove his clothes.

Daria had grabbed ahold of Novick’s head by the hair and pulled him to her. She started kissing him again, biting passionately on his lower lip. Her hands moved from the side of his head to both shoulders, and her lips slid down one side of his face and under his chin to his neck, where she playfully nibbled at him. Her hand found one of his nipples through the mass of thick, brown chest hairs and pinched it. She ran her tongue down to meet the now erect nipple.

Novick growled as he watched her tongue make little circles around it and then take it between her teeth and lightly tug on it. Her hands had moved down to his waist, and she looked up into his eyes, smiling while she continued to tease him.

"Oh, you are such a bad little girl. And bad girls need to be spanked," Novick told her seductively. He couldn’t believe how hot she was making him. Even more than he got off on a woman’s fear. And this was so much more fun. He looked at Mars, who had made himself comfortable on the bed, dressed only in a pair of black silk boxers, and seemed to be entertained by watching the couple. Now, if only I didn’t have to share you, it would be absolutely perfect, Novick thought.

Ares smiled wickedly when Daria moved even lower on Novick’s body. She was fumbling with his belt buckle, trying to get into his pants. But what Ares was smiling about was what he had planned for Novick. Ares had no intention of letting Novick deflower Daria, even if she asked for it while under his spell. No, Ares was looking forward to handling that particular task hif aff after he got Daria back to Greece.But But for now, he would play along in this little game. He would allow Novick to believe he was befriending him. No need to cause any additional problems for his small, great one. Oh, he could have disappeared with her at any time, but that would only cause Novick to become angry and probably invade Greece in an effort to retrieve her. As a warlord, Novick had great potential, and Ares/Mars wasn’t willing to completely toss that away. He could be quite useful in battle. He knew exactly how he was going to handle this situation.

Novick closed his eyes and moaned as Daria slipped her hand inside his pants. His chest automatically puffed out when she had succeeded in removing his semi-erect cock and started caressing it.

"Oh, yeah!" she commented sexily, licking her lips.

She stroked it a little before taking it and rubbing the head against her wet lips, teasing him. She looked up at his face and locked eyes with him before opening her mouth and closing it around the purplish colored head. She kept her eyes on his face while she circled her tongue around it inside of her mouth. Then she closed her eyes and moaned pleasurably, looking to be enjoying the task as much as Novick.

"Mmmmmm, you taste so good, Master."

"Oh, you bitch. Suck me. Suck your Master’s magnificent cock," he cooed, not being able to take his eyes off of her.

She took more of it into her mouth, until he could feel the tip hitting her tonsils. Surprisingly, she did not gag or choke, but seemed like she was an expert at this. Novick looked over at Mars.

"Whatever you did, Mars, is working better than I had expected," he grinned.

"Mmmmm, I see! Well, don’t be too greedy, Novick. You’d better leave some for me."

Novick looked back down at Daria, whose head was bobbing up and down. She was slurping and sucking feverishly on his cock, pushing it further and further down her throat.

"I don’t think there’s any problem there, Mars," he said as his face started to tense slightly. He began to rock his hips back and forth to meet her bobbing head. Although the sensations of her sucking his cock felt wonderful, he could tell that he had not become as big and hard as he normally would. Having an audience usually added to his stimulation. But since Mars was a god, maybe he was a bit apprehensive.

Novick could feel the heat rising in his groin as Daria licked his cock up and down the half-erect shaft. She dipped her tongue down, curling it under his balls and scooped one up into her mouth. She ran her tongue over the warm skin, gently tickling him. She popped it out of her mouth and kissed and lightly flicked his other one, then returned to his cock. She slid it over her face, rubbing it over her cheeks and mouth, as she returned to the head to suck on it again. Her lips wrapped around it once again, and she began to apply steady suction to him, lightly grazing her teeth along the skin as she would pull up.

Ares became bored after a while and scooted to the end of the bed, closer to Daria and Novick. Daria was kneeling within arm’s reach now, so he started to caress her ass through her dress. She started rocking slightly as her suction force increased a little on Novick's cock.

Ares smiled as he felt her responding to him. He pulled her dress up her waste to get a better look at her ass, but the lacy ruffled edge of the dress was still blocking his view.

"Oh, to Tartarus with this obstruction," he mumbled as the dress disappeared from her body. He left her undergarments on her and was glad that he had. There was just enough delicate lace accenting the black silk on her shift to give her a very sexy appeal.

Novick looked at the god through the tiniest slit of his eyelids. Although he was totally enjoying Daria's attentions, he wasn't getting any closer to cumming and he could tell that the War God was getting restless. He reluctantly pushed Daria from his body.

"Daria, it's not very nice for you to ignore our guest like this. Why don't you see if there is anything he needs, lover," Novick said coolly.

"Yes, Master." A crooked, sly smile curved out of the corners of her mouth as she swiveled around on her knees to face Mars.

Mars immediately cupped both of her melonous breasts, pretending to balance them like weights. He released them by sliding his fingers forward, catching and pinching the nipples before they completely got away from him. Daria moaned and tilted her head back, causing her chest to thrust forward towards him.

Ares "hummed" and his breathing became deeper and heavier sounding. One of Daria's hands found the god's leg and was slowly creeping up the inside of his thigh. Suddenly, he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her atop of him as he laid back on the bed. He brought her face to his and started kissing her.

Daria was completely taken over by Ares' kiss - the way his soft, luscious lips felt against hers; how his beard would tickle her chin; the hot temperature of his tongue; the sexy ways he could swirl it around hers, interlocking them; the way he tasted, which faintly reminded her of wine and was proving to be even more intoxicating. She sucked his tongue into her mouth and he growled and rolled over on top of her as he pulled it back into his own mouth. Then he looked into her eyes briefly, before descending onto her mouth and taking possession of her. His awesome presence overwhelmed her as she ceased all aggressive action and succumbed to the power of the god.

He could feel Daria giving in to him completely, but then he suddenly stopped kissing her and rolled off. He sat leaning against the headboard of the bed. Daria watched as he had crossed the bed and crawled over to him on her hands and knees. She had raw desire in her eyes as she took her hands and ran them up the length of his body starting at his legs, then over the silk of his boxers, that hard stomach that rippled at her touch, finally stopping at that gorgeous chest. She paused for a second to look him in the eyes, and then returned to watch her hands play with his nipples. She was just about to lean down and take one in her mouth when she was abruptly pulled away from the god.

Novick had grabbed her ankles and slid her down the bed towards him. Mars looked up through narrowed eyes, upset at the interruption, while Novick turned Daria over on her back.

"Baby, why don’t you show our guest your nice pussy? Check this out, Mars. You’ve gotta see this!" he boasted.

Mars stood at the side of the bed while Novick was standing at the foot. Daria smiled wickedly as her gaze bounced back and forth between the two men. She reached down and grabbed the end of her slip and slowly pulled it up to her waist, exposing her shaven crotch.

"Now, doesn’t that look hot, Mars?" Novick asked.

Ares’ eyes widened in pleasant surprise. It did look pretty hot to him. He was just sorry he had not thought of the idea first. These Romans, they sure have some wild ideas about sex. Maybe I should be spending more time in Rome, he mused to himself.

"Fuck, yeah it does," Mars answered as he ran his hand over the area. He frowned at the prickly feeling of the hair that had barely started to grow back in.

Novick caught his reaction and offered an explanation. "It’s starting to grow back already. It’s been over three days since I removed it."

Ares’ hand began to glow as he used his power to remove the stubble and the skin became smooth once more.

"There, that’s better," he said as he slipped his middle finger between the folds of her lips and brushed it over her clit.

She shuttered and closed her eyes. Ares looked down upon her with much desire, smiling. That feeling of jealously began gnawing away at Novick’s gut again as he watched the two interacting.

"Mars, why don’t you have Daria suck on your cock while I have myself a little slave snack?" He kneeled on the floor and lifted Daria’s legs up, placing them on his shoulders. He began kissing the inside of her thigh, moving closer to her glistening pussy. When he reached it, his tongue darted out and around her slit, causing her to jerk every so often.

Daria reached up and started caressing Mars’ cock through his silk boxers. It immediately sprung to full attention the second she touched it and she moaned in excitement.

"Mmmmmm. I want it. Please?" she said looking up at the god and lightly tugging on his shorts.

He smirked and said, "As you wish!" and his boxers disappeared, leaving behind a beautiful, perfect cock larger than Master Novick’s.

"By the GODS!" she exclaimed when she saw it.

Her expression of surprise caused Novick to pause his action and look up in curiosity. He felt his own dick shriveling as he realized the size of the god’s dick. Novick had never felt ‘inferior’ in the tool department before. He had always surpassed any other man’s cock by at least a couple of inches. But here stood the Roman God of War, holding his cock in hand above his slave’s face, out-doing him by a few inches – both ways!

Novick felt an onslaught of different emotions – jealously, self-doubt, inferiority, and determination. His competitive nature caused a need in him to satisfy Daria physically, with his tongue, since he could not compare with the size of the god’s shaft. He was regretting ever coming up with the idea to share his new slave.

As he continued tongue-lashing Daria’s pussy, he tried to stroke his own cock to fullness, but it did not respond and he stroked himself in vain.

Ares was enjoying the spells he had placed on both Daria and Novick. It was true that Daria was acting the slut, but when he removed her spell, she wouldn’t remember a thing. Novick, on the other hand, would fully remember dealing with his inability to get an erection, thinking it was caused by his own jealous doubts of sharing Daria with a god. He couldn’t have deserved a better punishment, as far as Ares was concerned. Hitting him both physically and mentally without his knowledge.

He grinned smugly as he bounced his large erection over Daria’s wanting lips. She reached up and grabbed hold of it and slapped it on her face a couple of times. She ran her tongue along his shaft from the head to his balls and back up again; collecting the pre-cum she caused to come out of the tip.

"Oh baby," he purred, "your mouth is so hot. Suck that big cock."

He could feel waves of tension coming from Novick as Daria licked and sucked his cock, moaning like she knew of nothing more pleasing. Novick continued to lap up the overflowing juices oozing from her pussy, making his own obscene slurping sounds. The whips of his wild tongue were working on Daria and soon she was squirming around on the bed, urging him on further.

"Oh, Master. MASTER. That feels so good, Master. Please, don’t stop."

Her eyes were closed as she spoke, but her hand was still firmly wrapped around Ares’ dick. She had no intention of letting go of it, for the moment. She yanked on it gently, bringing him closer to her, and began sucking it again. The closer Novick brought Daria to orgasm, the harder and more passionately she sucked the god’s cock.

Ares held back until the moment he could tell that she was about to cum. Her entire body convulsed, and she tossed her head from one side to the other, moaning words of excitement.

"Oooh, Master, your tongue is like magic. You’re gonna. . . make. . . me. . . cccccuuuuummmm!!!! Oh, fuck, Master! I’m CUMMING!"

As Daria hit her peak, she engulfed Ares’ cock entirely. She seemed to want to swallow the entire large shaft. Her mouth was so wet, and his cock filled it so much, that her saliva was leaking out around the sides of her mouth. It looked very erotic and sexy.

That’s all it took for the God of War. When he saw her sucking him off like there was no Olympus, his balls hardened, and his cock began to ripple with his own orgasm. He grabbed the base of it and withdrew it from her mouth, allowing his hot cum to splatter out over her face and large bosom.

Novick had lifted his head just in time to catch a drop of Mars’ cum on his cheek, which had splattered off of her stomach. The entire situation did not sit well with Novick. He did not like the fact that the god got to leave his mark before he did. Determined to be the first one to fuck her, he rose to his feet and aimed his limp dick at Daria’s pussy. Mars sat with Daria’s head between his legs, casually stroking her hair, while they both caught their breath as Novick tried to penetrate her with no success whatsoever. He only succeeded to invoke her sexual desire to have it inside of her. She looked at him and flashed him a wicked smile and turned over, rising on her hands and knees. She pointed her ass at her Master and lowered her upper body back down to Mars’ crotch. Again, Novick tried to insert his limp dick, but only became more frustrated.

After a few minutes, Daria turned and pointed her ass at Mars while starting to suck her master off again. Ares got on his knees and looked approvingly at the display in front of him. She wriggled her ass at him, indicating she wanted a cock to be buried deep within her wet pussy, and Mars was just about to comply when he noticed the look of anger on Novick’s face.

Novick spoke no words, but clearly conveyed the message that he did not want the god to fuck his slave. Daria broke the silence by begging.

"Oh, please. Won’t someone give me his cock? I want to feel a big, hard cock being rammed into my tight, hot cunt. Please, someone fuck me."

She had backed up and was pushing herself against Mars’ pelvis. The length of his shaft was nestled neatly in the warm folds of her pussy lips and it took all of his control to ignore his urge to enter her.

Novick bounced his disapproving glare from Mars to Daria and back to Mars again.

Mars’ expression turned equally as angry. "You had your shot. Now it’s my turn. It’s not my fault that you can’t get it up."

Mars pulled Daria from sucking on Novick’s cock and readjusted her so that her ass and pussy were even morcesscessible. He held his stiff cock in his hand and rubbed the head against the slit of her cunt. She moaned deeply, readying herself for more pleasure. Ares froze the moment before he was going to enter her and turned to look at Novick. He then pulled Daria up, so she was kneeling, and turned her head to kiss her on the mouth. She went limp in his arms and he gently laid her back down on the bed. He stood and was instantly dressed.

"What did you do to her?" Novick asked sternly.

Ares glared at Novick, making his anger with him more than apparent. "I put her to sleep for the night."

"What for?"

Ares walked over to Novick and got right up in his face. The soldier could feel the power of his rage as he locked his dark eyes with his.

"You DARE question my actions, Novick? I wouldn’t anger me any further, if I were you."

"Anger you? What did I do to anger you, Mars? I have beere tre than hospitable here, by offering to share the attentions of my new slave." He took a couple of small steps back, just to put a little space between the two of them.

"Share, indeed! That’s what pisses me off so much. You offered to share her, and then cop an attitude with me just when I’m about to partake! You did EXACTLY what I had advised you against doing during supper. You really didn’t want to share her, did you? You wanted to be the first one to take her, didn’t you, Novick?"

"Well, um. . .I, ah. . ."

"You should have never offered me something that you are not willing to part with. What? Did you think I wouldn't be able to tell? I can see right through you mortals. I’m going to overlook your mistake this time, Novick, but if you ever displease me again . . . I'm not going to be so forgiving." He cast his hand over Daria and she was clothed again in the same dress as earlier. He took a few steps towards the door and then turned around and looked at Novick. He smirked slightly.

"If I don’t get to enjoy her tonight, neither do you." On that note, Mars disappeared.

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