The Honeymoon is Over!

THE HONEYMOON IS OVER!: PART THREE

CHAPTER THREE

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Donna opened the door to the apartment and slammed it shut with a hefty whirl. She was livid with Ares. Her mind was spinning a hundred miles an hour.

 

“Why couldn't he have just shown up like a normal person? Oh yeah, that’s right - he's not normal. He's not even a person!“ She was speaking out loud to herself. “He could have at least had the decency to kidnap me and leave my family and friends alone. But no - he had to be
the Big Bad God of War. The jerk!”

 

She walked over to the table to pick up her mail and then went into the kitchen to get a soda from the refrigerator. The phone rang. She let the answering machine pick it up. She didn't want to
answer if it was Ares. It wasn't. It was Lucas. She moved to lift up the receiver and then hesitated. She wanted to see him, but was so distracted with Ares at the moment, and in such a bad mood, she thought it was better if she didn't. She listened as he left her a message. She could tell Lucas was
anxious to see her again by the sound of his voice. Lucas seemed like a bright light compared to the dark feeling Ares was giving her. She sat on the sofa and silently shed tears of frustration and confusion. Why now? Why did he pick this time in my life to show up? She was just starting to get back on track again. And she was very fond of Lucas.

 

She stomped down the hall to her room and opened the door and stopped dead in her tracks. Her face turned red as she made fists with her hands. Ares was casually kicked back on her bed looking through her briefcase.

 

"What took you so long?" he asked, not even looking up at her. "I dropped you off in front over 15 minutes ago."

 

"What are you doing with my briefcase? There is nothing in it that could be of interest to you." She walked to the side of the bed closest to the briefcase and pulled it away from him.
She turned around and set it on her desk, straightening the papers he had gotten out of order.

 

"I got bored waiting for you. Where were you, Donna?" he looked at her crossly.

 

"None of your damn business! What do you want, Ares? Isn't it obvious that you're not welcome here?"

 

"You know what I want. You know why I'm here." He stood up and grabbed her shoulders, bringing her face close to his. His eyes were cold and emotionless, cutting through her brave facade and piercing her heart.

 

"You should show some respect, Donna, and be thankful that you're not already dead
for that little incident you pulled in Greece." He spoke harshly to her.

 

He felt her shutter in his hands and a cruel smirk formed on his face. He had her now, and there was no escaping him this time. He relished in the power he felt, as he knew he now controlled her life. He released her and sat back down on the bed.

"Well?" Donna said as she bore her eyes at him, hands on her hips. She was not
happy about this.

 

"Well, what?" he responded nonchalantly, opening the drawer of her nightstand to
look inside.

 

She slammed the drawer closed again; nearly catching his finger, then turned and leaned against it. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked at him with narrow eyes.

 

"Well what are you going to do to me? Kill me? Beat me? Chain me in the dark again?
Huh? Well hurry up and do it. Let's get this over with." She was being pushy with him.

 

Ares didn't like her tone of voice. He quickly stood again. Grabbing her by the throat, he shoved her back over the little table, knocking a lamp and everything else on to the floor.

 

"Don't you get smart with me, you fucking little bitch. I have no patience for you. You do not demand from ME. Do you hear me?" Donna saw something in his eyes and heard something in his voice that she had not expected from him. Evil. Pure dark evil. And hatred. She knew he was arrogant and cruel, but she never thought of him as evil. She closed her eyes and started to cry.
What had she gotten herself into? He could do anything to her - anything, and no one would be able to stop him.

 

His hand moved from around her throat and grabbed her shirt. He jerked her up and threw her on the bed so hard; she nearly bounced back off it again. She didn't say a word, afraid she may provoke him into doing something she would regret. He sat down at her desk and started looking through her paperwork again.

 

"So, I see you got that flat tire of yours fixed," he teased, "and you didn't even have to get your hands dirty this time - how fortunate!"

 

How did he know...? Donna realized at that moment that Ares had caused the flat and she was fuming inside. She bet he was responsible for all the flats she'd had lately. She still didn't say
anything, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of a sharp comment, so he could have a reason to slap her. She glared at him.

 

"What’s wrong, Donna? Cat got your tongue?" He looked over at her and smiled wickedly. "Tongue! Now there is a subject that interests me! Want to play ‘Lick My Dick’?" He laughed.

 

She didn't answer him. She just kept glaring at him, now with disgust.

 

"Guess not. Oh well, your loss." He turned back to her desk and continued snooping.

 

Donna brought her legs up on the bed and turned on her side with her back to him. What could she do? Absolutely nothing. She closed her eyes and thought about Lucas and how he made her feel. How she wished now that she had picked up the phone and allowed him to convince her to go see him. Suddenly, she felt cold. She was back in the darkness and chained like an animal again!

 

"Why are you doing this to me?" she screamed in frustration.

 

“Because you were thinking about HIM!" There was a flash of blue and white light and Ares was standing in front of her. "Here I've come all this way to see you, spent nearly a year trying
to find you and you're not even happy to see me? That's no way to treat your God, Donna." He was speaking softly to her now. He reached up and caressed her cheek briefly. "So now you are just going to have to stay here and think about this. When you start thinking straight again, I'll
be back to get you." And he disappeared.

"I
AM THINKING STRAIGHT, YOU BASTARD, AND I HATE YOU!" she screamed after him.

 

With a loud crackling sound, a bolt of lightening shot out and struck her, knocking her unconscious. She slumped in place, the shackles around her wrists kept her from falling to the ground.

 

"BITCH!" Ares’ voice echoed distantly.

 

 

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Donna awoke to the strange sounds of the whisperings that she had heard before. She had a terrible headache now and her arms and shoulders were stiff and sore from hanging lifelessly for however long she was out - she had no sense of time. She looked around, straining to see even one little shape or light or anything. A fruitless effort, nonetheless.

 

"I should have let that bastard die when I had the chance," practically spitting the words out as she said them. She raised her head to speak to her captor, "IN CASE YOU'VE FORGOTTEN - I'M MORTAL! WE MORTALS NEED TO EAT SOMETIMES." She was obviously trying to get the God's attention.

 

Suddenly a blond haired woman holding a pack appeared in a flash of light. She had a big round bosom and wore a black motorcycle outfit, complete with boots, chains and a cap. She was cute, in a sluttish sort of way. Donna already didn't like her.

 

"Who are you?" she said rudely.

 

"I'm Crystal, one of Ares' new priestesses! He sent me to tend to you while you're down here." She had a sickly cheerful smile spread across her face.

 

"Down here? Down where? For how long? Why doesn't he come himself? Does he ever plan to let me go?" She pumped the girl for information.

 

"Listen, I don't know anything. I am only supposed to feed you and bathe you. And I don't have the key, so don't bother asking." She sounded as if she had rehearsed that line as few times.

 

"Bathe me? Why?"

 

"Yes, he said I was responsible for preparing you for something., . . I . .I can't remember what he called it, but it some kind of ritual - I think. When I come back tomorrow, I'll have whatever I'm supposed to use to prepare you with."

 

Donna started to yell at the air above her again. "COWARD! WHY DON'T YOU SHOW
YOURSELF TO ME?"

 

“It won’t do you any good to call on him. He’s gone right now. He said he had to go and evaluate some new temple recruits and would not return until morning.” The blond snickered a little, like she was having a pleasant memory.

 

"Recruits?"

 

"Yes! Future priestesses."

"Why would he have to evaluate them? I would think he would be happy just to have followers. What, do they have to pass a test or something?”

 

"You might say that. It just his little way to make sure that they really are willing to "serve" him. If you know what I mean?" She snickered again. "Personally, I think it is quite a mutually beneficial arrangement. He gets what he wants, and I get what I want.
He is sooo hot, don't you agree?"

 

Donna didn't answer. She glared at the blond with contempt. Her words felt like a knife piercing her heart. She silently scolded herself for feeling jealous. I’ve got to be crazy, she told herself.

 

The blond opened the leather knapsack she had brought along and pulled out something to feed Donna. Crystal seemed to have a sensuous way about her. She fed Donna with grace and even seemed to enjoy the task. Donna was so hungry by this time, she didn't really notice. She only felt degraded by entire situation. Once Donna had her fill, Crystal packed up and cheerfully told Donna she would see her tomorrow. In a blink of an eye, Crystal was gone.

 

Donna spent one of the most miserable nights of her life trapped in the darkness. Because she was stuck standing, she couldn't sleep and the sounds of the whispering voices nearly drove her insane. She could make out a word here and there, but none of it made much sense.

 

 

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By the time Crystal arrived the following day, Donna was glad to see her.

 

"Hello, Donna. Are you hungry?"

 

"Starved!" she said excitedly.

 

"Well let’s get you fed and bathed. Ares will be expecting you soon enough."

 

"For what?"

 

Crystal’s eyes moved to the ground at Donna's feet, avoiding eye contact. "I'm forbidden to say. Sorry!"

 

Donna was feeling much anxiety. She pleaded with Crystal to tell her, desperation apparent in her eyes. Crystal flatly refused.

 

"I'm not even supposed to be talking to you. If he finds out . . .” she got a look of fear in her eye.

 

When Donna saw how frightened she looked, she became concerned for the woman. She was sure that Ares exerted his control over all of these "priestesses."

 

"Crystal, has he hurt you?"

 

She didn't answer. She just nervously unpacked the items she had with her.

 

"Crystal?"

Finally she looked up at Donna and replied. "No, but he did threaten me.
And he was serious about it, too!" She quickly returned to her unpacking. "Please - I don't want to talk about it any more. Okay?"

 

Donna agreed reluctantly.

 

After Crystal fed Donna, she picked up a pair of scissors and began to cut Donna's clothing.

 

"HEY! What are you doing?" Donna tried to move away instinctively, but the chains held her in place.

 

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. But I need to get your clothes off so you can be cleaned up." Crystal continued cutting again as Donna held stressfully still, until she was finally stripped bare.

 
uot;uot;There, that wasn't too bad now, was it?" Crystal pulled an empty clay bowl closer and it magically filled with warm water. She grabbed the large thick sponge and the soap and dipped them, rubbing soap against the sponge. She squeezed the excess water out of the sponge over Donna's back and began to wash her. Donna was surprised how gentle Crystal was, barely using any pressure as she rubbed the soft sponge against her supple skin. The warmth of the water felt good on her
tired and sore muscles. She started to relax a bit, as Crystal’s hands flowed freely over her body.

 

Once her back and neck were done, the blonde moved lower to her buttocks and backs of her legs and then to her feet. She moved in front of her, now washing the front of her legs and thighs, she
skipped over her crotch but moved to her stomach, hips, face and arms.

 

The two women did not say a word to each other the entire washing and Donna had kept her eyes shut through most of it. Crystal drenched the sponge in water again and squeezed it out over
Donna's breasts. As the water flowed over her nipples, they quickly became hard. Crystal broke the silence by gasping at the sight of it, startling Donna slightly.

 

"You," she paused a moment, "you have lovely breasts, Donna! So firm and soft." She was sliding the sponge over them now, very slowly. Donna opened her eyes and
saw how delightfully excited Crystal looked to be touching them. She quickly wet the sponge again and this time drizzled the water over each nipple deliberately and watching intently.

 

Donna moaned, surprising herself. Crystal took the soap and lathered her hands. She began to sensually caress Donna's tits slowly, looking as if she was becoming aroused as well. She moved in
closer to Donna and whispered in her ear.

"I like women too!" she said seductively as she pinched one of Donna's nipples. Donna could feel her hot breath in her ear as she spoke. Shocked, Donna turned to look at her and Crystal took advantage of her lips. She turned away quickly.

 

"What are you doing? Don't!" she said alarmingly.

 

"Oh, come’ on, Donna! Give it a chance. I know I can make you feel good! I can free your mind from this turmoil, even if it is only for a short while." Crystal's voice was low and raspy sounding.

 

Donna could hear the faint sounds of the whispering again. It was filling her mind with words of lust and sex. A vision flashed in her head and a wicked smile started to curl in the corners of her mouth. Boy - wouldn't Ares just be totally peeved to know that his prisoner was having sex with one of his priestesses? She turned her face back to Crystal and timidly found her lips. When their tongues finally met, Donna moaned into her mouth.

"Oh yes!" Crystal said as she passionately began to move her soapy hand down Donna's stomach to her pussy. She ran her fingernails through the pubic hair, teasing her a moment before running one finger across her slit. Donna became wet instantly as desire overwhelmed her body.
Crystal moved her mouth to a nipple, lightly sucking and nipping at it and then did the same with the other.

 

Donna was stunned at how turned on she gy way watching this blonde bombshell fondle and suck her nice tits. Crystal got on her knees in front of her, licking down the length of her stomach; her hands
were on Donna's ass, squeezing it.

 

"Oh damn, girl, I want to taste you so bad, ever since I saw you yesterday." She moved lower down Donna's body. When her face reached Donna's wet mound, Crystal paused and took in a deep breath through her nose. Donna separated her feet as much as the restraints allowed, spreading her legs just enough for Crystal to gain access between them.

 

Crystal looked up at Donna with desiring eyes. Smiling mischievously, she moved in between her legs, wildly lapping up the abundant wetness there. Sliding her velvet tongue over Donna's clit. Donna threw her head back as the sensations flooded her body. She grinded into Crystal’s face while
moaning quietly.

 

"Damn, Crystal, you do know what you're doing!" Donna complimented her.

 

"Squat down as far as you can," Crystal instructed. Donna complied making her steamy hole more accessible. Crystal slowly slid two fingers up her pussy and then returned her tongue to expertly taunt her clit. Within minutes, Donna was shaking and writhing as she came. Her wrists were
beginning to show marks from where the cuffs were moving against them. Crystal didn't stop, greedily drinking in the wet juices that flowapidapidly to her mouth.

 

As Crystal brought Donna to a second explosive orgasm, Donna thought about Ares and laughed. I know you think this is payback for what I did in Greece, but believe me, buddy, I’m liking it right now!

 

Suddenly, a blue and white light flashed a few feet in front of her and she hear a man's deep voice speak.

 

"Is she ready yet, CRYSTAL . . .?" Donna and Crystal both froze as they heard Ares. "WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?" and suddenly Crystal vanished. Ares emerged from the shadows. He looked angry.

 

"What did you do to her, Ares? Don't hurt her!" Donna was still breathing heavy from her orgasm.

 

"YOU LITTLE TRAMP! I should have known you’d find a way to twist things around in your
favor somehow." Ares' eyes narrowed as he spoke to her, running them up andn thn the length of Donna's luscious body. She looked all hot and bothered and the sight of her naked and chained was a big turn on for him. But he wasn't going to let on about it. It would ruin his plan.

 

Donna couldn't look Ares in the eye. She felt so violated and ashamed to be standing there in front of him, bound and naked. Yet, at the same time, she hadn't gotten enough from her little blonde caregiver and wanted more. Ares knew that right away! As a matter of fact, he had fully expected
to find her in this situation being that he had planned it that way. He always did know how to execute his plans so masterfully.

 

"DAMMIT, Crystal," he bitched at the absent lady. "You didn't EVEN FINISH PREPARING HER FIRST." He examined Donna with a dissatisfied look. His brows were drawn together and he drew his mouth in tightly, slightly frowning. He brought his hand to his chin. His thumb and forefinger ran along sid side of his jawbone as he thought deeply.

 

"Well," he moved his eyebrows upward and a wrinkle appeared in his forehead. "I guess I'll just have to finish myself." He sighed heavily and held out a hand. A bottle of sweet
smelling warm oil appeared.

 

"Your skin is not protected and it's already beginning to dry out. I want your body to be completely nourished and in good health when the time comes for you to decide about your fate." He poured a good amount of the oil into his palm and began to apply it to Donna's body, starting with her back. He followed the exact same pattern as Crystal had done while bathing her. The only difference being was that Ares did not allow himself to get distracted when he reached between her legs or around her bouncing bosom. He had always loved to tease women and things hadn't changed a bit in all these years. He was so good at playing this game!

 

Donna restrained herself to keep from begging him to touch her. Her pussy was still hot and wet and when he had lightly brushed his hand across it while oiling her, she almost screamed. She wanted to feel his cock inside her so badly. Desperately trying to resist, she purposely bit her own tongue hard enough that the sharp pain stole her attention away from the desires her yearning body was feeling.

 

"There, that's better," Ares concd. d. When he capped the bottle of oil, it instantly disappeared. He looked at Donna. With a thought she was dressed again. "Now I need to go and deal with Crystal. I'll be back for you shortly. It might be a good idea that you use this time alone to reflect on your recent actions,” he said smartly to her as he vanished.

 

"Reflect on my recent actions? What does that mean? This must be about what I did in
Greece or maybe it's about Crystal," she heavily sighed, feeling the entire situation was hopeless.

Less than an hour later, Ares appeared again. He pointed at her chains and they fell off of her.

 

"Let's go," was all he said as he roughly yanked her arm and pulled her against
the side of his body. She cried out at the pain in her arms from being chained above her head for so long. They disappeared.
 

 

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Seconds later, they were standing in Ares' barren apartment. Donna curiously looked about and studied the atmosphere. She believed that you could always tell something about a person from their home. This place seemed cold and empty to her.

 

"What are we doing here, Ares?" she finally asked after a few moments of silence. She was trying to rub the circulation back into her poor stiff arms. The pain was obvious by expressions her face made.

 

"Go sit down over there," he motioned with his head towards the couch. She didn't hesitate at the offer. She was exhausted from not sleeping and her body was extremely weak. Ares turned his attention to the newspaper that he had picked up in the hall, outside the front door. He was sitting at the kitchen table, his feet propped up on a free chair. Inside of ten minutes Donna was asleep.

 

Ares peered over the top of the paper, and observed her for a few minutes. As far as he was concerned, she wasn’t done serving her punishment yet. But he knew he couldn't keep her locked up in the darkness for too long without it having some damaging results. She had already been there longer than he should have kept her. He had noticed how she struggled with her arms when they
arrived.

 

He set the paper down and walked to the couch, hovering over her. She didn't stir one bit. He reached down and touched her forehead. Hisd bed began to glow and he watched her body suddenly relax. He had healed her. As he returned to the table to finish reading the paper, he casually waved his hand. A blanket appeared over Donna, neatly tucked under her chin.

 

Ares spent the remainder of the afternoon feeling restless. He went between the television news and the reading the magazines he picked up earlier that morning trying to keep himself occupied. He became devoid of emotion as soon as Donna fell asleep, like she had taken it with her into the
unconsciousness. There was no fire in Ares' eyes, no warmth in his touch and no love in his heart.

 

Only his mind still churned with heavy thought. Ares was a smart one - not just with cunning and deception, but he was intelligent, too. And capable of expanding on that knowledge. Technology fascinated him. He could spend hours in a store asking the salespeople to demonstrate the latest electronic gadget, whether it was a cell phone, computer or a DVD recording center. He loved it all and wanted to learn more about what was out there in this new world.

 

As he turned through the pages of 'Modern Technology' he saw an ad that struck him as familiar. Where had he seen that logo before? Then it came to him. He'd seen it on a bunch of Donna's papers in her briefcase! He smiled to himself; a small spark briefly flickered in his eye.
His plan turnturning out better than he originally thought. He couldn't of been more pleased with
himself. "Damn, Ares, you're good!" he said smugly to himself out loud, a wicked smile on his face.

 

 

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Hours later, Donna finally awoke. She yawned largely as she stretched, amazed how much better her arms felt since she rested. She was unaware that Ares had healed her and she never would find out. He didn't want her to know that he had a soft spot when it came to her. He didn't even want to know he had it, but he felt it, nonetheless.

 

Donna sat up and spoke to him.

 

"I need to use the bathroom, Ares. Where is it?"

 

He didn't answer her at first, engulfed in an article he was reading. When he finished the paragraph, he looked over at her.

 

"You will do nothing without my permission, woman. If you want something - then you will have to ask me first. I will decide whether or not you shall be granted it." His face was still devoid of emotion.

 

Donna thought it best not to disagree with the God for her own safety. She lowered her head and her voice got quiet.

 

"May I speak, my Lord?"

"Continue," he answered. Smiling inside when he heard her call him 'my Lord.'

 

"May I be excused from you and please use your facilities?"

 

"You may," he answered and turned back to finish reading his article.

 

Donna had been gone for about 10 minutes. Ares was just about to go and check on her when he heard the bathroom door open. She returned to her place on the couch again.

 

"What are we doing here, Ares? This is your place, I take it?" She was rubbing
the sand out of her eyes now.

 

"DID I SAY YOU COULD SPEAK?" he snapped, glaring at her.

 

"Sorr - rry!" she said in her smart-ass way, moving her head in a small circular motion.

"Don't push me, Donna, or you'll regret it." He said in a low tone. That dark fire flared up in his eyes again. He burned them into Donna and she knew he wasn't joking. She swallowed dryly and leaned back in the couch and kept quiet for the rest of the evening. She was getting
really hungry but decided to just go back to sleep, rather than chance pissing Ares off again to ask for something to eat.

 

Ares knew she was hungry, he had read her thoughts. But he wanted to see how far she could go before she would break down and beg him. This is SUCH fun, he thought to himself.

 

 

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The next morning, Donna awoke to an empty room. She rose and walked over to the window to see if she recognized anything around that might give her an idea as to where she was.

 

"Hey, I know this street, it's so familiar. Now, when have I been here before?" she contemplated.

 

"The night you were at the club singing," a strong voice said.

 

Donna whirled around to find Ares standing there watching her. He had his arms crossed in front of his chest and his head slightly tilted to the side.

 

"Why do you want to know, Donna? I know you weren't thinking about trying to escape me AGAIN? That would not be a healthy move on your part." A smirk started to form on his face.

 

"You can't keep me here forever, Ares. I have family and friends that will get worried and contact the authorities," she stated as she walked back to the couch and sat. "They'll come looking for me."

 

"Did I say you could speak?" he snapped. "YOU are in no position to be making threats, little lady. But don't fret, my sweet Destiny, I'm not going to be keeping you for very much longer. That is... if you agree to my terms. And if you don’t . . . well, let's just say they won't have any trouble finding you when they do go looking." He walked up to her and stood closely.
His crotch was level with her head and he was slightly rocking his hips from side to side. It made Donna very uncomfortable and she sat back further into the couch and turned her head away
from him slightly.

"What's wrong, Donna? Have you missed my cock? Is it driving you crazy with desire?" He grabbed his bulge and shook it twice, laughing cruelly.

 

"It's more like DISGUST!" She spat.

 

Ares frowned and his eyes became narrow and he backhanded Donna across the face. "YOU BETTER LEARN SOME RESPECT REAL QUICK OR I AM GONNA SHOW YOU WHAT HAPPENS TO PEOPLE THAT CROSS ME. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?"

 

"Yes, My Lord," she said timidly and she rubbed her cheek.

 

"Oh why do you have to piss me off so much. I was all ready to have our little talk and let you go home, but now you’ve earned yourself another day of punishment, Donna. Why do you keep doing this to yourself?" He reached down and caressed the cheek he just slapped. He
took her chin in his hand and forced her to look him in the eyes.

 

"I suppose I should give you some nourishment. Perhaps another oiling for your body. Or should I ask Crystal to do that for you? Huh, would you like that, Donna?"

 

She didn't answer. Ares continued, "You may answer when spoken to. And what is your reply?" He let go of her chin.

 

"Yes, Lord, I am very hungry."

 

"That wasn't the question. I asked who you preferred to oil you today, Crystal or myself?"

 

"It makes no difference to me, my Lord."

 

He laughed heartily. "Well then, we'll just wait and see how you behave today and maybe if you haven't pissed me off again . . ." He didn't finish the sentence. He had a mischievous sparkle
in his eye and he smiled largely. He walked into the kitchen to prepare a meal for her.

 

"My Lord?"

 

"Yes?"

 

"May I speak?"

 

"Continue."

 

"What are you going to do with me? Crystal said something about a ritual. What
kind of ritual?"

 

"Ritual? Why, I don't know what you're talking about, Donna. You must have been
dreaming. Although it quite possible that Crystal misunderstood me. She's not too bright, unfortunately. The Gods blessed her in . . .other ways." He snickered.

 

"So you’re not going to burn me on a stake, or cut my liver out for a spell or something like that?" She knew that if he was going to perform some ritual, it was more likely to be of a
sexual nature, not a violent one.

"You've been watching too much TV, Donna!" He laughed as he approached her with
something to eat. "But soon enough, you'll get to watch a different kind of entertainment." He handed her the plate. "Now eat up. I haven't got all day to waste around here, you know."

 

Donna was famished and inhaled the breakfast Ares gave her. He watched her with interest the entire time. When she was done, she set down the plate and looked to him.

 

"Thank you, my Lord," she said respectfully. "That was delicious. I
didn't know you could cook."

 

"There are many, many things that you don't know about your God. You really should take the time one day to learn. You might be pleasantly surprised." He raised his eyebrows
up as he spoke to her. "Come now, it time for your oiling." He stood and waited for her to rise. He grabbed her hand and led her to the bedroom.

 

"Now, do I need to chain you for this or are you going to cooperate?"

 

"You won't need the chains, my Lord." She couldn't look him in the eye, feeling nervous. She knew he was planning to rub oil all over her nude body again, like the day before, and she was worried about how she would respond to his touch.

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"Good. Then let's get started." He moved and sat down on the bed. He crossed his arms and stared at her. "Well? I'm waiting."

 

"Huh?"

 

"Get undressed, my dear. Do I have to do everything for you?"

 

"No," her face was red with embarrassment now.

 

Ares could have easily disrobed her with a thought, but he knew how hard it would be for her to undress herself in front of him. He gloated as he watched her struggling.

 

Donna slowly removed her shirt, unbuttoning every button with a shaking hand. She already started to feel a burning sensation develop between her legs. The idea of him watching her undress turned her on, even though she was mad and scared at the same time. She worried that her passion would win over her fear and anger.

 

"Come 'on! Hurry it up now. I've got things to do," he ordered.

 

She dropped the blouse to the floor and then removed her bra. As she went to unzip her pants, he startled her.

 

"Wait!" He made the oil appear in his hand. "I want you to rub this oil on your chest, Donna." She stood still and only moved her eyes to look at him. "Well?" he said.

 

She walked to him and he poured some in her palm. She moved back to where she had been standing and brought her hands to her tits. The oil was warm again and it had an intoxicating smell to it. She began to massage it over her breasts. Ares was finding the sight of this to be quite erotic. He loved the way the oil picked up the light and made her look wet and sexy. How he
wanted to take her and fuck her right there, but wouldn't. He unconsciously rubbed his growing cock.

Donna was having a hard time as well as she ran her slick oily hands over her large bosom. She let her head tilt back and closed her eyes as she pinched her nipples, a slight moan escaping at the same time. After a moment, she was getting into it. Then she heard Ares instruct her to remove the rest of her clothing. She stopped and looked at him surprisingly, almost as if she was
disappointed to have to stop.

 

She kicked off her shoes and slid her pants down the length of her legs and did the same with the underwear. She stepped out of them and turned to face Ares; her hands were back on her tits.

 

"That's enough," he said roughly as he came up off the bed and approached her. He saw a quick flash of fear in her eyes, as he got closer to her.

 

"Now, put your hands behind your head and lock fingers. That's right. Okay, move your feet further apart. Good! Now don't move from this position and I won't have to restrain you. Can you do
that for me, Donna?"

 

She nodded.

 

"That's my girl, my sweet Destiny!" he whispered. He began the oiling procedure again, starting on the back as before. When he got to her ass, he massaged it a little longer than he had done the previous day. Down the back of the legs and up the front of them. When he reached her pussy, he paused.

 

He noticed how wet she was and relished in the thought of her desire, but pretended to ignore it. He oiled his hand again and slid it over the inside of her thigh, one finger brushing against her nether lips. She gasped and slightly jerked. Ares looked up at her.

 

"Something wrong, my dear?"

 

"No...nothing, my Lord," she forced out the words.

 

Ares cupped her entire pussy, slowing sliding his hand over it as he withdrew and continued to apply the oil to the rest of her body. Donna's body was in a fit. He was making her so hot that she thought she wasn't going to be able to control herself before he would finish. He was almost done, her tits being the last thing on her body he attended to. Carefully massaging them, his face was close to hers. His lips were right there, just begging to be kissed. She wet her lips with her tongue and swallowed as she studied his gorgeous features on his face. He was extremely handsome, that hadn't changed since she had last seen him in Greece. His eyes were fixed on his hands moving over her nipples, but when Donna had wet her lips, he quickly snapped them up, locking with hers. She felt her temperature rise and almost brought her arms down to circle his neck and give herself to him.

 

Ares could read her body language so easily that he didn't have to look into her mind. He suddenly moved away before Donna lost control, fearing that he may not be able to keep his own control if she did give in. That would defeat the whole purpose. He knew exactly what this was doing to her because it was what he planned. Sexual torture. Making her want him so badly and then withhold it from her. He was convinced she would be eating out of his hands before too long.

 

"Alright, you're done now." She bent over to pick up her clothes from the floor.
"No, no, Donna. You are not to get dressed until I tell you to get dressed. Go stand over there with your back against the wall." She did as instructed. "Hands behind
your head again, Donna." She complied. Suddenly, she was chained to the wall.

"Wha . . .What's going on? Why did you lock me up again, Ares?" Her eyes were
filled with sadness and confusion.

 

"Because, I have something to do and you would try to get away while I'm gone. We can't have that happen, now can we, Donna?"

 

Donna didn't bother arguing with him. She knew it would just be wasted words.

 

"Don't look so sad, Donna. I'll send someone to keep you company," and he disappeared in a blue and white flash of light.


**Continued in Three B**