Naked Warrior

PART THREE

PART THREE

Ares had escorted Daria and the General to the camp via his godly powers. He materialized a special housing unit for Daria, complete with locking door, to keep any unwanted male visitors away from his new playmate. She was inside, unpacking the few belongings that she owned, and what she did not have, Ares had provided for her. Balicus and Ares were in the main meeting room having a little heart to heart talk.

"Now, Balicus, I am making you personally responsible for Daria's well-being. I expect you to spend at least two hours a day with her on training and be sure she spends another two or three hours practicing on her own."

"Yes, my Lord."

"And be sure to keep those savage soldiers of mine away from her. You know what would happen if they were left alone with her."

"Yes, Lord."

"I will be back from time to time to check in on her progress and visit her."

"Yes,. . . "

"And when I come to visit her - I do not want any interruptions. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Lord. I will see that your orders are followed to the letter," Balicus bowed respectfully.

"See that you do." Ares headed towards the door. Before he reached it, he turned and glared at Balicus. "And Balicus, if any hahatshatsoever comes to Daria," he paused for effect, "I will kill you myself." He left and headed towards Daria’s flat.

He entered Daria's room without knocking and she had not noticed he had come in. The room was extremely large and lush, with a big bed and its own private bathing room. Daria was looking through a wooden trunk that sat at the foot of the bed. It was full of different kinds of weapons that Ares had specially conjured up for her to train with. He had made the weapons light enough for her to handle, yet they would still be effective enough to cause damage. One medium length sword caught her eye and she picked it up and started swinging it around.

"Yaw. Slice. Gotcha, you bandit! That will teach you to mess with Daria the Great." She was dueling with an imaginary opponent. Ares stepped back into the shadows to watch her. He was quite amused by her imagination and he didn't want her to see him yet, thinking she would stop pretending to fight.

She tried twirling the sword around, clumsily at first, but after a few more times, the move began to flow. She continued to disarm and cut down an entire army of enemies pillaging a make believe village. She was clad only with her sheer undergarment, having removed the heavy armor and battle leathers when she had t art arrived. Ares noticed how her full breasts were bouncing around as she moved her arm out and back, twisting the sword with her wrist.
She began to sweat, and the thin material became darker and clung to her shapely body.

Ares became very aroused watching her work out. He had postponed his own pleasure earlier and was now feeling especially needy at the moment. His focus soon drifted from studying her untrained moves to the way her hair would flow around her face, or how her cute, tight little ass would stick out when she lunged with the sword. He started to undress her with his eyes. With every move she took, his cock felt like it would grow another inch. It took no time for Ares to image her completely naked. He crossed his arms and leaned back against the wall to enjoy more of the show.

Daria was breathing heavily from all the activity. She normally worked out on a daily basis, but it usually was only stretching and running types of exercises. She was not used to holding up a sword for any extended length of time and her arm was tiring. She thought she would stop in another moment as she whirled around her body in a spinning motion, slicing the air surrounding her, when she felt cold suddenly. She quickly glanced down at her body - she was still in her slip. Then why did she feel like she was naked? She stopped, bringing the sword down and placing the tip of it into the ground at her feet. She leaned against it. Then she heard the clapping coming from the corner of the room and Ares emerged.

"That was excellent, Daria. You have a natural talent for this, I'm sure of it." He walked closer to her. She was still out of breath, so she didn't speak, but shyly smiled. Her face was red with embarrassment and she wondered how long he had been watching her.

"Long enough to see what you've got," he answered seductively, reading her thoughts. He ran his eyes down her sweat-covered body. She noticed the way he was looking at her. He wanted her, she felt it, and it suddenly set something on fire inside of her. With a thought, Ares made her sheer slip disappear. If she hadn't of seen him do it, she wouldn't have been able to tell. She felt nude a second ago, now she was nude. There was no difference.

"You've been watching more than my sword, Ares. Haven't you?" She realized he must have been thinking about undressing her and that's why she had felt naked even though she was still clothed.

"Why, whatever do you mean, young Daria?" he said in an innocent, teasing way.

She walked to the bed to sit down. She purposely brushed herself against him as she passed him.

"You've been thinking about teaching me another lesson. Yes?" She lay back on the bed, with her hands behind her head to prop it up a little. She was smirking. Ares’ body language was easy to read at the moment and she already knew the answer.

Ares growled and quickly moved to her, covering her body with his. He kissed her possessively in the heated moment.

"Yes, I have been thinking about your body's pleasures." He kissed her again. "Are you sure you’re ready for another lesson so soon?"
'm a'm a fast learner," she replied teasingly. "Please, continue."

"Well, Daria, I think you need to do some studying first," he said with mischievous eyes.

"I don't understand.  What do you mean?"

He smiled at her and stroked her hair.  So innocent, he thought. She really has no idea about what to do.  About how to please her God.  Ares, being presumptuous as always, already felt that this one, this small, great one, belonged to him.  He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead and moved off of her, propping himself up at her side.

"I will demonstrate for you - this time.  But you must pay close attention, Daria, because I plan on testing you when I'm done."

His hands began to move over her naked form, touching every crevice and bump and flat area on her body.   He took his time, memorizing her entire essence and what it looked and felt like.  He studied her intensely, inhaling her scent deep into his lungs.  That same aroma of femininity, which had originally grabbed his attention, seemed even more intoxicating to him now. His need to have her, to consume her, was growing stronger with each breath he took.

Daria instinctively reached out to caress him in return.  He stopped her from touching him.

"No, no, my sweet.  Don't interrupt me while I'm doing my research," he commanded softly and raised her arms above her head.  "Grab on to the backboard to keep your hands from distracting me and pay attention. Remember, I'm going to test you on this."

She wiggled and jerked in pleasure from his touch, mumbling under her breath as he slowly ran his tongue over one of her nipples.

"You're making it sooo hard to concentrate," she said through an exhaled breath.

Ares continued to tease and taunt her large breasts, massaging each one and gently squeezing the nipples.  His kisses flowed down her tummy, licking everywhere, and then he turned her over and ran his tongue down her spine. She was shaking.  He was making her so excited that she had to increase her grip on the backboard.  Her knuckles turned white.

He fondled and massaged her ass, placing soft little kisses over each cheek. He pushed her legs further apart and started sliding his lips over the backs of her legs.  She was moaning now. Ares paused, lightly touching the hairs on her pussy, but nothing more.

"Is something the matter, Daria?"

"I . . . I can't take . . . I mean, I can't see what you are doing.  How am I supposed to learn if I can't see?"  She was squirming in utter need.  He watched her, smiling wickedly, knowing she wanted him to make her cum more than anything right now.

He stood, chuckling slightly.  "All right, Daria, the demonstration is over."

She turned over and looked at him with a confused and frustrated expression. "You're stopping? But . . . but . . ."

"But what, my sweet?"

Daria meekly looked away from him.  "But you didn’t . . . Aren't you going to. . ."

"Yes?" he teased.

"Oh, you know what I mean!  Like this morning."  She blushed heavily.

Ares laughed and reached out and stroked her cheek.

"Not yet.  It's time for your test now.  If you pass, then you shall be rewarded accordingly."  Ares' time for release had long past and the bulge in his pants was beginning to ache painfully for her touch.

"What do I have to do?" she asked shyly.

"You can begin by undressing me.  But don't touch my skin, only my clothes. When you have completed that task, I will give you further instruction."

Daria rose from the bed with desire in her eyes.  She reached for the God's leather vest, sliding it off his shoulders, careful not to come in contact with his body.  She dropped it to the floor.  Her eyes fell upon his gorgeous, muscular chest.  His nipples were hard and peaked out through his mass of dark hair.  She gasped in delight, looking at him in awe.  She almost couldn't keep herself from rubbing her hands over his well-defined pecs.

After a few moments of admiration, she squatted down and held his boots tightly to the floor as he lifted each foot out of them.  Grabbing the toe of his socks, she pulled them from his body.  Now all that was left was his pants.  Slowly, she unbuckled his belt and undid the top button, folding down the corners of the leather.  All she could see was bronze colored flesh and dark hair.  She undid the next button and the next.  More dark hair sprouted out, tickling her fingers.

"Careful, Daria," he warned.

When she finally had all of the buttons undone, she took hold of the folds of leather and tried to pull them down.  They were really tight, so they would not just slide off.  It was more like she had to peel them off.  As she rolled the leather over his pelvis, his manhood sprung from him, nearly hitting her in the face.  She gasped in shock and lost her footing, falling backwards into a sitting position.  Ares chuckled at her as she sat there motionless, staring wide-eyed at his rock hard cock.

"Daria?"

She didn't respond, still unable to move - to think.  Ares repeated himself.

"Daria?  Snap out of it, girl.  What is going through that inquisitive little mind of yours?  Tell your God what you are thinking."  As if he didn't already know!

Daria had never seen this part of a man's body before.  She had a picture in her mind that she had pieced together from hearing other women talk about it, but she was not expecting anything of this size!  It was so long, and thick.  She swallowed dryly and spoke.

"I. . . I've never seen . . ." she struggled for the right words, "I've never seen a man's . . . a man's thing before."  She breathed a sigh of relief.  There, I said it.  "It so much bigger than I thought it would be."

Ares grinned wickedly at her unknowing assumption.

"Daria, I am a God!  Being well endowed is one of the many little extras we Gods enjoy."  He grinned smugly.  "Most mortal men don't even come close in comparison.  Nor do they know how to use it as well."

Daria couldn't keep her eyes from Ares' huge erection.  It bounced proudly in front of him as he laughed and talked.  Then she realized she hadn't finished removing his pants yet, so she returned to the task, trying to ignore the large shaft poking about, around her head.  After what seemed like an eternity, she finished stripping the God of all his clothes.  Naked, he loomed over her with his arms crossed in front of his chest.  His powerful presence humbling her.

Daria's eyes slowly crept up his body until she was looking at his face. They were exceptionally green at the moment, contrasting beautifully with her olive skin and long, silky, blonde hair. Gods, she is beautiful, Ares thought as he absorbed the sight of her sitting in front of him. He extended his hands to her and she took hold of them. He quickly pulled her up and into a licentious kiss. He groaned in excitement when her tiny tongue darted out and lightly brushed against his upper lip and pulled her tightly against him. For the first time their naked bodies touched. Her breasts pressed against him and the thick hair of his chest lightly tickled her nipples. Ares’ arms enclosed her and a hand slid down the curve of her back to her ass. He pulled her even tighter to him, squeezing her ass at the same time. He rolled his hips against her pelvis and she could feel his hard shaft lying upright, sandwiched between their stomachs.

Passion rushed Daria's body causing every nerve ending to feel like it was on fire. She nearly buckled from the experience, not yet fully understanding the strange sensations he was making her feel. Her pussy throbbed as she felt a warm wetness developing between her legs. Ares reveled in the control he had over her and deepened his kiss. His tongue swirling around hers in a mock battle that he knew only he could win. He claimed her as his possession. Her will would be his will; her soul belonged only to him. He broke their kiss and looked at her, devouring her with his deeply dark and ardent eyes. Very soon, her body would also be his. Very soon, but not yet.

Ares gently moved her away from him and he fell back onto the bed. Daria just stood there, frozen in emotion. Goose bumps formed on her skin and she quivered slightly, still feeling the astounding effect he had on her.

"Daria, it's time for the next part of the test," he whispered.

She cocked her head to the side and raised her eyebrows in curiosity. "What do you want me to do?" she asked.

"Research!" He smiled wickedly. "I want you to study me, study my body - like I did yours. I want you to examine every inch of me with your hands and your lips. Memorize the way I feel to your fingers and the way I taste on your tongue. When you are able to see me, in my entirety, when your eyes are closed, then you will have passed the test."

"Oh, but my handsome God of War, I can already do that!" she replied smugly. Ares laughed.

"No, no, sweet child. You know nothing of me yet. But now, it is time you learn." He patted the mattress beside him as an indication for her to join him. She didn't move but instead stayed where she was, smirking at him.

"Are you refusing to be tested? Then you will receive no rewards from me!" he teased. "And I was so looking forward to treating you," he playfully pouted.

Daria could not resist being drawn to him as she looked at his full, luscious lower lip sticking out. She crawled over to him and enclosed her mouth around it, sucking it gently between her own lips.

"Mmmmm," she moaned as she felt the soft suppleness of his skin in her mouth. She moved her mouth under his chin, playing with the hairs of his beard with her teeth, then ran her tongue over his Adams apple. Ares tilted his head back and slid further down the bed so he was lying completely flat on his back. He closed his eyes and allowed her to do as she may.

"Ooohh, yes, sweet Daria," he whispered sexily. "The test has begun. Make me proud!" His voice was already gruff sounding from the anticipation of her lips discovering his most pleasurable places.

Daria gently kissed his chest. One hand supported her propped up position while the other hand caressed the God's hard chest. Her fingers moved slowly over the firm hill of his breast, lightly brushing over the nipple, and moved up to the base of his neck. She stroked the length of his collarbone and squeezed his shoulder at the end of the run. Her lips slid between his breasts before veering off to the right side and teased his nipple with her tongue.

Ares was cooing soft sounds and one of his hands rested on her arm. n Dan Daria playfully bit his hard nipple, he squeezed her and slightly arched his back.

"Oh, baby, you're doing just fine. Now, close your eyes and let your tongue and fingers see for you." His hand had moved into her hair now, stroking her. She kissed back up to his neck and then around to an ear.

"I can't do that. I can't take my eyes off of you, Ares. You aagniagnificent!"

Ares opened his eyes and looked at her. "I can fix that," he said, smiling. Suddenly, she was blindfolded with a piece of black silk cloth.

"HEY," she yelped in surprise. "What's going on here?" She tried to slide it off, but it didn't budge. "Ares, this isn't funny. I want to see you."

"No, no, sweet Daria. You will never pass the test that way, and I want to be able to reward you later. The blindfold stays. You must be able to see me in yound'snd's eye. Now, are you ready to continue, my lovely?"

"Do I have a choice?" she asked, smiling.

Ares examined her face. She liked this little game of his. He knew it by the way she was smirking. She is so spirited, he thought. Not too quick to back down, even to me, the God of War! His cock began to throb in union with his heartbeat as he gazed wickedly at her mouth. Her pink lips were so tender and were slightly parted as she breathed through them. Her tongue causally rested against the nook of her teeth and slightly quivered. Gods, how he wanted to feel that tongue sliding over his cock right now.

"Yes, Daria, you have a choice. I could come back later, when you’re better . . . prepared for your test." He grinned, knowing what her response was going to be.

"NO. NO. I'm ready NOW. Really, I am," she pleaded.

"I don't know, Daria. Are you sure?"

"Let me show you," she said in a silky voice, and her lips found his instantly. kisskissed him deeply and passionately, groaning in her throat as her tongue darted out and met his in excitement. Ares couldn't help gloating at her quick willingness to comply. He relaxed back against the pillow once more.

Wearing the blindfold was actually enhancing Daria's excitement. It tied in the back and the ends were quite long. The softness of the silk tickled her skin as they hung loosely in front, along with her hair. She resumed her examination of Ares' body, once again moving her lips under his chin. This time, though, she went more slowly, picturing his jaw and neck in her mind as her lips moved over that part of him. She continued downward to his breasts and teased them with a renewed sense of pleasure. Her hands flowed over his muscular arms.

She kissed and licked and memorized his entire chest, every bump and ripple, how his hard nipples felt to her lips, how the hair grew and where is was thicker in some places and not others. Her fingers outlined every rib and then she poked a finger in his belly button followed by her tongue. He was right, she could see him without the use of her eyes.

As she gradually got closer to the lower half of the God's body, Ares began to twitch in anticipation. He began to think that this maybe wasn't such a great idea, the heat in his groin was burning so uncomfortably now. But he maintained controlowinowing the rewards that lie ahead for his patience.

Daria knew exactly where she was on the God's body. She moved from the side of him to in-between his legs and ran both hands down the sides of his hips to his feet. She began a new examination of a leg, starting at the foot. She used only her hands, massaging each toe and tickled the arch of his foot with her thumb.

"Daria!" Ares said abruptly, his voice slightly stern.

She grinned, but quickly moved up to the ankle, then the calf until she reached his knee. She laid flat on her stomach so her head was parallel with his knees. She darted her tongue out across the crease of the fold in his leg. He shivered. She allowed her wet lips to caress his inner thigh as she slowly inched her way up his leg. Before meeting his pelvis, she moved her attentions to the other leg, skipping the foot massage. He moaned in complaint, but quickly changed his tune as she once again moved her lips up his inner thigh.

Daria sat up and hunched over his groin. She was nervous, never having done anything like this before. Ares sensed her hesitation and whispered words of encouragement and reassurance to her. He couldn't have her stopping now or he would go insane.

After a moment, she gathered her courage and began the final part of her test. She took the silk end of the blindfold and dangled it over his skin. His cock jerked at the touch. Her hair lightly brushed against one side of his pelvis as she lowered her head to rest there. She took the silk and wrapped it around his large muscle and enclosed her hand around it. The feel of its firmness in her palm excited her beyond belief. The power she felt coming from him moved through her entire body and she couldn't help but gasp. As she slowly ran her hand up and down his shaft, her breathing became labored. Ares propped his head up with more pillows and watched her breasts heave up and down with each breath she took. His cock grew even harder and she felt it swell in her hand.

"Ares?" she whispered, "I'm not sure what you want me to do."

"Use your mouth to see it, baby. Replace your fingers with your tongue," he cooed sexily as he stroked her head, slightly pushing her head closer to his cock.

She resisted.

"Don't you trust me, Daria? Go on. It's okay." She could hear the frustration in his voice; he had been so patient with her thus far. "Please try, baby. You won't be sorry, I assure you," he coaxed. And neither will I, he added in thought.

She moved her head closer and he could feel her hot breath against his skin. She inhaled deeply through her nose, getting to know his scent. It was so manly and powerful. She felt that rush of warmth returning again, intoxicating her. It was calling to her, taking control over her fears, and she touched her mouth to the side of his dick with slightly open lips and her tongue between them.

"Oh, YES! Daria," he cried at first touch. A virgin mouth was a conquest in itself. But a willing and wanting virgin mouth was an ultimate prize. He had to exert great self-control not to immediately explode on the spot. He didn't want to scare her off before she even really got started.

As soon as Daria tasted him, something inside her was freed. Her doubts fled and she suddenly was filled with a desire to feel his cock in her mouth. She ran her tongue up his long, hard shaft discovering how the head expanded at a ridge, then narrowed to a point. She swirled around the top and continued that motion over the entire mushroom shape.

Then slowly she opened her mouth and enclosed it over the tip. Ares twitched and Daria moaned deeply. It wasn't as bad as she thought. As a matter of fact, it wasn't bad at all. She discovered that she liked the way it felt; his smooth, tight skin rubbing against the roof of her mouth, her tongue naturally cradled it from underneath. She found the loose skin at the back, under the ridge, and instinctively flicked her tongue over it. Ares' cock began to ripple as he strained to hold back his release.

"Ooohh, oh, Daria. Yes, my sweet. Nice and slow, nice and slow," he coached. He kept pushing her long hair away from her face so he could watch her. If he had not have known better, he would have never thought this to be her first time doing this. She was so tender and sensual, her tongue never quit moving around inside her mouth. She lightly scraped his length with her teeth, driving him wild. He had to stop her for a moment or he would lose it, and he wasn't done enjoying it yet.

"Daria, Daria - STOP, please!"

Daria withdrew quickly. She was frowning.

"What? Did I do something wrong? Did I hurt you? Oh, Gods. I'm so sorry." There was almost the sound of tears in her voice. She was trembling, partly from the excitement, partly from her fear.

"No, baby. Not at all. It was feeling too good! You were doing a fine job. Believe me!"

"I don't understand, then. Why did you stop me if it was feeling good? Isn’t that the whole idea?" The young girl was really confused now, but at least she didn't sound like she was going to cry anymore.

Ares laughed, "Yes. Yes it is. But, with this being your first time, and all, I wanted to give you fair warning."

"Fair warning? Fair warning for what?"

Ares made the blindfold disappear. "Daria, do you know what happens when man experiences a sexual release?" He knew she didn't, so he did not wait for her to answer. "A warm, wet fluid squirts out at the moment of peak. That's when you know you have brought pleasure to your man, Daria." He was stroking his dick now and she watched him intensively. Pre-cum formed on the tip as he squeezed his cock, moving his hand up the length.

"Okay, I knew something would happen, but I wasn't sure what."

"Well, I just didn't want to spill into your mouth, Daria, without first telling you what to expect. Shall we resume, then?" he asked wickedly.

She eyed him with a roguish smile and reached for his hard muscle. Before she descended upon it, she stopped and looked at him.

"No more blindfold?"

"I don't think you need it anymore. Do you?"

Daria glanced down at the hard shaft she held in her hand. It was perfect, the ultimate representation of a man. And oh, what a man it was attached to! The sight of it sent a shiver through her. Her eyes snapped to his face and she raised and lowered her eyebrows once and nodded 'no'. Then she moved in and wrapped her mouth over the head, moaning pleasantly. She ran her to ove over the top and poked it into the slit, tasting his pre-cum. The flavor further enraged her desire for him and she took his large cock as far as she could into her mouth. She sucked him as she pulled back off and then ran her tongue and lips down one side and back up the other. She stroked him from the base up and lightly traced the outline of her lips with the head of his cock.

She felt him tensing and noticed his balls twitched, so she moved down and took one in her mouth, fondling it gently with her tongue. She glanced up at his face. He was moaning with his eyes shut and his mouth open. Gods, he looks so sexy, she thought. Before she met this God, she thought sexy was only used to describe scantly clad women. But seeing the expression on Ares' face, she found new meaning in the word. It was really making her hot, and she closed her eyes and allowed the feeling to take over.

A new Daria was born in the heat of passion, and she ministered to his throbbing cock with wanton fervor. Within moments, she brought Ares to a pinnacle eruption. He cried out her name, grabbing fistfuls of her hair, while his god seed shot from his rippling cock into her mouth. Even though he had warned her, she was still taken by surprise and gagged slightly trying to swallow it alShe She couldn't and some overflowed from her mouth running down his cock.

"Oh, Daria," he whispered as he watched her retrieve the leftovers with her tongue. She was smirking and really seemed to be enjoying the entire act. When she had licked him clean, she raised her head up and looked at him, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

"So, War God, did I pass?" she teased.

His mouth was still open and he looked at her through half shut eyes. Satisfaction lingered in his expression and the ecstasy he just felt echoed in his voice.

"Oh, yes, my sweet. A plus."

She sat back, feeling happy with herself. Her pussy was wet from the excitement, although she had been distracted by her performance and had not paid it much attention. Ares noticed, eyeing her cunt seductively, and he moved towards Daria. When he reached her, he kissed her passionately and suddenly her attention was drawn back between her legs. Ares slid a finger into her slit and started toying with her clit. She cried and bit her lip when he touched her.

"And now, my dear, you get a reward for passing your test, as promised! Unless, of course, just knowing you passed is reward enough. Or are you still left feeling . . . unsatisfied?" he teased. He was wildly flicking over her clit now, pausing every few moments to delve a digit inside of her, then he abruptly quit.

She frowned in disappointment. "Please, Ares. Please don't stop. I want you to reward me. Please?"

Ares loved to be begged for his sexual performance. He chuckled and pushed her back so she was lying down. His mouth found a breast and he sucked the nipple into his mouth, feeling it harden against his lips. He paid her body the same attention as he had done earlier and by the time he reached her nether region, she was writhing in need of release.

She had become so hot and sticky there, that there was a wet spot forming beneath her from her overflowing excitement. Ares pushed her thighs apart wider and "hummed" when he saw her pink, glistening pussy. He wasted no time diving in-between her legs, instantly bringing her to an exhilarating climax. He kept her from worming out from under him by holding her hips tightly until she came another two times. Out of breath, Daria finally pleaded with him to stop.

Reluctantly, he lifted his head and crawled on top of her, allowing his weight to rest upon her. Her cries of euphoria had made his cock hard again, but he did not enter her. She was already beyond comprehension of the day's events and he didn't want to overload her. She was still inexperienced and he knew she wasn't ready for him to penetrate her yet. Oh, but when he did, it would be glorious, he thought. He stood and in a thought, was dressed again. He materialized a humble gown for Daria and then rejoined her on the bed and took her in his arms. He held her until she fell asleep, stroking her hair all the while.