Honeymoon for One

HONEYMOON FOR ONE – SEVENTH DAY

 

Day Seven: Early Morning

 

 

8:00 am. I had everything packed
and ready to leave.

 

I awoke in the chair and had a
stiff neck and a lot of pain in my shoulder from where Ares had hit me with the
chain. I quickly snapped open my eyes
as I started to remember what was going on.

 

My mouth dropped open in
shock. Ares looked like a ghost
almost. I could see clear through
him. He was slowly fading away, out of
existence. Oh my god, what have I
done? I rushed to his side and took
his face in my hands. He was barely
conscience.

 

"Ares, ARES, wake up" I
slapped him a couple times until he came around. He was very weak, could hardly hold his head up. He looked up at me with those gorgeous brown
eyes of his. I could clearly see the
pain he felt in them. My heart sank into
my stomach.

 

"Why? I love you Donna. Why?" that's all he said be sle slipping back into
unconsciousness.

 

"He IS dying!" I backed
away from the bed, shocked. I reached
for my suitcases and headed for the door, pausing. I can't do it!

 

"I can't let you
die." Tears were streaming down my
face.

 

I set down my bags and went back
to the bed. I reattached his free hand
so it was secure again. I climbed on
top of him, straddling his faint body and lifted his head to face me. He was almost dead weight.

 

"I won't let you die
Ares. I'm sorry I did this to
you." I kissed his lips. They changed from see-through to a pinkish
opaque as I did. He still had not
awakened.

 

"Please Ares, wake up!"
I had a hold of his vest and was shaking him slightly. "PLEASE"

 

The tears I cried ran down my
face and dripped off the end of my chin, landing on Ares face. Wherever they touched it brought back the
color in his skin. He finally opened
his eyes. He looked confused.

 

"Donna, you didn't leave
me." He went to caress my face with his hand, realizing his was still
confined. He didn't yell at me. He only looked at his chained hand and said
softly, "Please, I want to touch you Donna. Please free me."

 

I wasn't going to do that. I didn't know what he would do; although his
eyes were telling me he wouldn't hurt me.
I believe that his only did want to touch me, but I couldn't take the
chance. I covered his lips with mine,
kissing him passionately, both my hands on his face.

 

"God, I love you Ares,"
I whispered through the tears and kisses.
My hands began to move over his chest, caressing him gently. He arched his back when I found a
nipple. The more I touched him; the
more color came back to him. I made
sure I touched him everywhere, bringing his entire body back to a
semi-transparent look now, rather than clear.

 

I stood up, examining him with my
eyes. He didn't look so powerful to me
now. He was more like a chained
puppy. He pulled his wrists trying to
move.

 

"Please! I just want to love
you Donna. I need to touch you!"
he begged. I believed him, but would
not free him.

 

I unzipped his pants and pulled
them down, exposing him before I removed my own clothing. He looked sad. So very sad.

 

"No, not like this. Let me love you," he pleaded.

 

But I ignored him, stifling his
cries with kisses. I kissed him for a
long time. Each passing moment seemed
to make him stronger until he was returning my kisses, igniting my hidden
passion once again. I stopped and
pulled my head back to look at him. His
eyes had that sexy look again, telling me 'let's fuck' and his matching wicked
smile was back, as well. They drew me
in, almost feeling like he had the control again.

 

I brutally kissed him, biting on
his lower lip, plunging my tongue inside his mouth. He grabbed it, sucked it in so hard I almost thought that I
wouldn't get it back. When I finally
did, I moved to his ear, sucking and biting there. I felt a strange wave enter my body. It brought a chill to my skin.
Suddenly, I was like a raving sexual maniac, who was unable to get
enough of him.

 

My mouth continued to explore his
body. His neck, his chest, his nipples,
oh yes and his cock. I ran my tongue
over his balls and I could hear him talking to me, urging me on more. I remember thinking that he must be getting
stronger cause his attitude had changed.
He was acting like the sex fiend he usually was. I rammed his fully erect cock into the
warmth of my mouth, swirling my tongue as I did so.

 

"Oh Donna, that's my good
girl. Suck it!"

 

And I did. I gave him the best blowjob I had ever
giving in my entire life. It was like
it wasn't really me. I was doing things
to him that I didn't even knew I could do, bringing him to an explosive
orgasm.

 

"Oh baby, that was so
fucking good! Please, let me loose so I
can fuck you. I want to touch you
Donna."

 

He was looking much more alive
now. I straddled his body once more and
returned to kissing him. I could feel
his cock getting stiff again. He began
to grind his hips against me, moaning.
I did the same.

 

I lifted myself and grabbed his
dick to guide it inside of me. I swear
he was even bigger than I had ever seen.
I slowly worked my way down its length, my body's senses becoming more
acute. I rubbed my tits with my hands
and heard him whispering nasty little things to me. But I wasn't paying any attention to him; my body was overwhelmed
with feeling - passion - desire - and lust.
My slow rocked turning more quickly and I rode him. You could hear the sticky, sloshing sound as
I did, caused by my flooding juices.

 

"OH GOD. . . . OH GOD. . . .
OH GOD!" was all I kept saying.

 

"That's right baby, give it
to me. Give it ALL to me."

 

I opened my eyes to look at
him. He had an evil look as he spoke
those words. Like he knew he was
winning this little battle I had engaged us in. I lead forward to kiss him.
He bit me in a heated passion.
My clit was rubbing against his pelvis now, and I was losing
control.

 

"NO!" I cried, tears
running down my cheeks, but it was too late.
My pussy convulsed tightly around hock,ock, milking his seed at the same
time as we violently came together, my body shaking uncontrollably. I grabbed his hair and kissed him for the
last time.

 

I got up and dressed, crying the
entire time. He spoke to me kindly.

 

"What's wrong hun? Wasn't it good for you?" Then he laughed wickedly. I went to the table and reached in my purse,
leaving something on the coffee table before I picked up my bags and walked out
of the room.

 

"Where are you going,
Donna?" I kept walking. "DONNA?
DAMN YOU DONNA, LET ME OUT OF HERE!"

 

I could still hear him yelling as
I descended the stairs, not wanting to wait for the elevator. I turned in my room key at the desk and left
the hotel for the airport.

 

 

***************

 

Any normal person would have been totally embarrassed when the maid
entered the room to find a naked man chained to the bed. Not Ares!
He had noticed Donna left the key to the locks on thble ble and demanded
the poor lady free him. She did
promptly, a look of shame and embarrassment on her face as she admired the
man's body. He quickly dressed and
walked over the table and picked up the other item Donna had left there - his
necklace.

 

 

"You're not getting away from me that easily, my sweet," he
said as he put the necklace back around his neck. It sure felt good to be free of those damn chains. He flexed his arm muscles as he brought the
in front of his chest. He released he
felt even better than he had before. He
threw his head back and exploded in evil laughter. Then he disappeared in a blue and white flash of light as the
maid stood there in astonishment, shaking her head.

 

Ares appeared at the airport. He was leaning against the sill of the
window watching a plane become smaller and smaller as it flew away from Greece.
He knew she was on that flight. But he had missed her. He unconsciously started
rubbing the pendant with his thumb and forefinger again. Being complete now, he
could have easily thought himself on that plane. But she needed to have a
lesson taught to her. A lesson in the rules of destiny. No one walks away from
destiny, especially a destiny that included him - the great Ares, God of War.
Or is it now King Ares?

 

"You can run, Donna, but you never be able to hide from the God of
War" He disappeared in a blue and white flash of light, his wicked laugh
echoed where he had stood.

 

THE END

 

 

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