Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)
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				Title: <strong>Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>23-01-2013, 23:55:04</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i1238.photobucket.com/albums/ff489/skullcrusher1993/eros_zps5e7979f8.gif)</div><br>The sound of stone cracking lifted his brow, he could hear the total destruction of his mother’s house. Her large palace that had usually been a soft almost tranquil resting place had now been almost psychotically raged with jealousy. He had lingered along the soft grasses of the menagerie shooting roughly arrows towards the nymphs that hid from him. He was nearing a laugh as they tried to get away Cupid was a dead shot and though they were handmaidens to his mother he didn’t care they were perfect little targets. Again a crash of a loud vase hit the wall he knew why she was upset her temples were being left abandoned and in ash. The people no longer prayed to her they were devoted to a mortal girl. He had thought it only a matter of time before that mortal would fade from beauty as all mortal did they aged. <br><br>What was time to an immortal? Though she was furious and had learned already to let her just have her fits. Her form materialized before him. The soft color of her hair and her attire had him frown a moment his arrow pointing towards her slowly lowered. “All done?” Her voice angry as she scowled at him looking back a the nymphs. “Let them be and do as your mother bids.” He found a dark brow rose to what it was she wanted. She was not easy to please unless completely having her way. “And what does the goddess ask of me?” Her smile had been one with sheer delight as if she were a feline who had caught her mouse. “She is destined to remain at the mountain for her beauty would never befit anyone or anything. I want you to meet her there my son. Shoot her with an arrow of true love so that the mountain beasts can have her rip her apart and she will no more!”<br><br>Eros had felt his wing they were golden glows of feather and mist when he wanted them they would appear and when not needed they sank back into his skin as if a mark a tattoo of their purpose.&nbsp; His sharp eyes lifted shaking his head as he caught up his quiver sliding it to his shoulder and back. “Impatient as always. Though your will is my command.” Rising up as he began to fly into the clouds falling down from the sky in a speed that seemed to slow time. Who would he see on top of that mountain? Alone and only ill things awaited the poor girl. He did feel an ounce of pity for the mortal who caused him to be commanded like so. He’d needed only to find her shoot her with an arrow and leave her to fate. It was an easy task really, one that he’d knew would come sooner rather than later. His mother was like a child when she did not get her way. He wondered many times how his father put up with her but then again she’d need only cast a look on anything to have their adoration and devotion. All loved her perhaps that was what made her so spoiled!<br><br>The mountain side was indeed terrible monster’s called this place home. Beasts of all manner were known to be banished here it was her fate to be here as was his own. Cold bitter air could be felt as he touched the ground bare feet feeling over jagged rock.&nbsp; The very air thin making it a little harder to breathe, well not for him. His wings folded away and vanished into his skin a golden ray of mist as his bow formed from the grip spanning out small meant for hunting close and fast. He could feel the eyes on him his presences awaking up other immortals as they hid between rock and deadwood. What would have been then? A two headed beast for the girl? A minotaur? Cyclopes… each thing he thought worse than the last. His head turned able to feel the mortal now, able to hear her heart beating sorrow having taken hold of it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jinxy</strong> on <strong>24-01-2013, 03:51:21</strong>
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				<br>(http://cache.desktopnexus.com/thumbnails/253545-bigthumbnail.jpg)<br>Fate had finally come. Psyche took a deep breath as she stood upon the mountain top. It was here, her true love was to come to her. To ask for her hand in marriage. She would wait as long as she must for him to come. For the Gods could not be so cruel as to have her wait forever. It was a horrid thought. The stories that would be made. Psyche, more beautiful than the goddess Aphrodite herself, stood upon a mountain until she was old and gray waiting for her love to come. She laughed softly to herself. Yes the Gods were not that cruel. At least that's what she had come to believe of them.<br><br>Fear had gripped her parents when she had no suitors. Her beauty to great, men often feared rejection. They traveled to the Oracle of Apollo, the woman told them a sacrifice was needed and that they should prepare for the wedding. Her parents did what was said and brought her here to this cliff on the great mountain where she was to await her future husband. Psyche took this fate boldly and would do what she must. Even if what she must was sit here until she was old and gray.<br><br>With a small sigh she sat down on a log that rested beneath a beautiful willow. She looked up to the branches of the tree. Watching the wind blow through its leafs. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It seemed peaceful here, considering this was a place where monsters were said to call home. Having been here for some time, she had yet to see signs of any monster, and she prayed to the gods that it stayed as such. With her eyes closed Psyche softly started to hum as the breeze blew through the mountain side, causing her to shiver just a little. The sun had slowly started to set in the sky, Apollo hard at work as always.<br><br>But with night, came darkness and darkness could come the monsters she silently feared. The thought frightened her more then sitting upon this mountain for the rest of her life. She'd heard stories of the things monster did to young woman. Cyclopes. She shuddered at the thought of the one eyed monster. She'd heard he cooked his captive girls before taking them. He preferred them hot over just warm. Then there was the Minotaur. A man eating beast, and just because she was a woman he wouldn't treat her any kinder.<br><br><br>Psyche had managed to scare herself more than just a little bit. Her heart was racing now, breath coming in quick pants. She wanted to turn around and go back to her parents. True love be damned. What if she was attacked by one of these creatures?. What if he held her captive? She shuddered once more. She seriously needed to stop thinking of the bad things. <br>"Shh.. You can do this. Pray for protection from the beast of the mountain..” She stood from her seat on the log and slowly started towards the edge of the mountain where she knelt and silently prayed to the gods for her safety, she even prayed to Aphrodite to bring her husband to her fast, so she would not have to suffer long in this awful place.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>24-01-2013, 15:32:53</strong>
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				Like a whisper of her prayer Aphrodite had mocked this girl, Eros could feel it how her commands only ripened in his mind. SHOOT HER! She said repeating it in his head like an ache that he could not remove. To shoot her she would be doomed to die to fall in love in some beast while it destroyed her. Perhaps in some way it was better for her she would not feel panic or pain just the lust an throws of love the effect potent enough. It was true what mortals said LOVE did conquer all. Even despair. He could feel her prayers too as a primordial God he felt the spirit of all manner of emotion. It was how he determined who time was to come.<br><br>His form had been one that was so powerful it kept the mortal eye from being able to see him. Masking his Godly form as he moved closer feeling the tears burning at the corner of Psyche’s eyes. He was not as cruel as most Gods perhaps because he did not have the same needs as they had. He liked his role in the grand scheme of things but when it came to this girl he pitied her. There was no Goddess in Olympus that could with stand being compared to a mortal let alone being left to worship one. He pulled back his bow looking at the back of her dark locks her face cause by the rising sun as he stopped.<br><br>There were few that could dare compare to his Mother but she was indeed the figure of beauty. His eyes tracing over her his lowered his bow, stepping back catching the end of his arrow along his knee the immortal skin nicked and cut as the wound began to heal instantly. His sharp stare turning down to his idiotic loss of sense saying aloud. “Wha..” He lifted his face once more looking again to Psyche his stare changing his very eyes clouding them and filling them with adoration for the mortal. Love and desire he put away his bow its magic fading into a golden shower of nothing. His eyes widening as he looked around.<br><br>This was no place for her grabbing her in his Godly form from behind pulling her from the ground with each a hand around her waist rising fast and high. Until only cloud covered the high mountain below them. He instantly covered her eyes, hiding her gaze to dare see now his form as it was slowly exposed the closer they got to his home on Mount Olympus. “Do not look at me mortal.” He said it stern but it was for her own good. If his mother found out that Eros had fallen for this mortal by his own fumble she would bring the wrath of Ares. His father was war monger love and war right?<br><br>His body was young having been one of the younger Gods but still eons older then mankind. His darker hair taken from his father as well as his physical appearance of body. Tall lean and muscular the power of his wings a symbol of a heavenly creature. Truth was he could be a devil too. Not concerned one way or another which way he was perceived. To some he was the bringer of love to other he was the sorrow of unrequited love. He held Psyche close against his chest and kept her eyes concealed from what he was who he was. His head dropping down as his lips touched her ear… “I must blind you now. It is only for a moment and painless”<br><br>Pulling away her sight so she would not see him but it was too late, his Mother had known instantly forming before the woman and Eros as he held her to him in a close embrace. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!” Angrier then he’d ever seen her she pointed at the woman Eros still having not taken her sight dropped his had to her neck holding his finger’s before her throat warmly. His other hand tight to her slender waist. “She is mine now. Don’t you dare touch her.” It had been one of the few times that he stood at odds with the Goddess which only served to fuel her anger as she cursed Psyche but not even Zeus would allow her to touch the mortal. As if he’d liked the pair yet stilled as he would not intervene… not yet anyway. As if the Goddess seethed from head to toe she curled her fingers. “I will not touch her then my dear. You however will. If you can prove that she is worthy of you then I will not only accept her I will gladly give her to you as a wife and a daughter to me.” This made him smile REALLY? <br><br>He was sure he could love her, and the mortal would love him in turn how could she not?! He was the God of Love. Yet the smile on her face made him wary.. Her sweet voice continued. “Make her into your slave I want her in chains and you will train her into the complete submission of love and pain.” Eros didn’t show any emotion if he did not he would lose her, if he did the mortal might not survive it and either way his mother would have won. He felt himself growing Angrier and lifted away his hold bring in its place the chains of her capture a golden collar in the place of his hand. “FINE!” Saying it shortly towards his mother who seemed intent on watching to make sure he wouldn't back down.<br><br>With little hesitation he pulled away the dress as it ripped over her mortal flesh leaving her naked and chained his hand now holding the chains in his hand. Aphrodite vanishing as she had appeared. “Turn to face me. Your Lord and Master Eros.” There was a battle in him he loved her he could not help this feeling but his obedience was for her own good.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Jinxy</strong> on <strong>25-01-2013, 04:26:15</strong>
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				Psyche prayed silently to the Gods, her eyes closed for fear that while she prayed some creature would attack her from behind. Somewhere in her mind she felt that this would be the last place she would ever see. She would surely die here. What mortal could live in a place that Monsters called home. Tears burned her eyes. She would die here waiting for love. Would her parents grieve for her? Would there be anything left for them to bury? She shook her head trying to wipe the thoughts from her mind as she reached up and wiped her tears away.<br><br>A sudden breeze blew through her hair, warming her. She smiled and took it as a sign that the gods had heard her prayer and would protect her. It was a warming feeling to know that they had not forsaken her for the misdeeds of other men. Many people had taken to worshiping her instead of the great Aphrodite. Surely the Goddess was angry. <br><br>Psyche exhaled a deep sigh of relief and relaxed her tense muscles. She would live this day and it was a good feeling. Until something grabbed her from behind. Its arms wrapped around her waist was it pulled her up into the sky. A cry broke from her lips and she closed her eyes. Which didn't matter because her attacker soon covered her eyes. She heard the words do not look at me mortal’. But she hadn't put anything together, her heart was racing and her breath came in quick pants.<br>Psyche shook lightly in the embrace of her kidnapper. He held her close and protectively, which made her think. Maybe he wasn't a kidnapper and attacker as she had once thought, maybe he was sent by the gods to protect her. Save her from that horrible fate she was so sure was going to happen.. Then he said he was going to blind her, but that it would be painless, just as she was getting ready to protest the idea of having her vision removed with a ‘i should be able to look upon the man who save me at least once, if only to thank him’ but she heard a new voice.<br><br>The voice was that of a woman who seemed more than just a little mad, more than just mad, her anger could have shook the earth itself. Than man who held her so kindly, let his hand drop from her eyes, one rested around her neck and the other around her waist holding her protectively close to him. It almost made her swoon. Then he claimed her as his and the woman was not to touch her. Psyche's knees shook. She wanted to, no she need to open her eyes. She had to know who the people around her were and where she was.<br>Slowly she opened her eyes, the woman before her was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. Her looks surely almost over shadowing Psyche's own beauty. Her gaze moved around as she looked at the place around her. It was beautiful. If she didn't know better she would have said the man who saved her brought her to Olympus. But that just wasn't possible. Mortals did not go to Olympus. She sighed a little and waited for more information on where she may be.<br><br>Just as she started to listen that's when she heard the woman speaking one more.. She said that if the man could prove her worthy of him, then she would accept her as his wife and her daughter. Psyche tried hard to keep calm, as her heart started to race a bit. This woman was the man's mother, and he wanted her as a wife. Has love finally found her? Was it possible? But then the woman spoke again. Make her into your slave I want her in chains and you will train her into the complete submission of love and pain.” Psyche's knees buckled and she swallowed a hard lump in her throat, This wasn't happening. She couldn't be a slave in chains. Love and Pain? Where did they come in together? She couldn't help but shake a little as he agreed to the terms. More so when the man holding her hand moved from her neck leaving something heavy around her neck behind. Slaves wore collars, that was something she was sure of.<br><br>When was anyone going to ask what she wanted! This was the first time that she didn't come first in the lives of others.&nbsp; She didn't like this at all. It was just too much. But what was to much was when her dress was suddenly ripped away and she was left naked standing there for everyone to see. The woman vanished and she was left with the man she thought was her savior. He'd attached a chain to the collar around her neck. As he told her to turn, she listened, using her arms to cover her most private parts. But it wasn't a great attempt.<br>That's when his name hit her. Eros.. God of love, son of Aphrodite Goddess of love and Ares God of war. She looked up at him, he was the most beautiful man she had ever laid eyes on. As she looked at his beautiful face, his muscled body, her nakedness was soon forgotten as her hand slowly rose up to touch him. Her fingers lightly fluttered over the muscles in his chest.<br><br>Eros..” he name escaped her lips on a soft whisper. She was in awe of him, a mortal girl belonging to the God of love. It was honestly something all girls dreamed of. Belonging to a God. She looked down away from him, that's when she noticed once more that she was completely naked for him to see. A blush covered her cheeks and melted down to her neck a little as she once more tried to cover herself from his gaze.<br><br>Looking up at him, she spoke softly Lord Eros. I must thank you, you saved me from what I am sure would have been a horrible fate. I am in your debt. But I must honestly say I do not understand what's going on here..” She lifted her chin trying to show pride despite being naked before his eyes. <br><br>She had lied a little, she understood some of it but was confused by it more then anything. She was Eros's, he was to train her make her worthy to marry him. But being a slave? The collar and the chains, her naked body for all to see? Love? Pain? What did any of this have to do with her being worthy to marry a God. Wasn't love compassion and tenderness? Where did pain come into the mix of love. She was suddenly hit with a thought. Had the God of love fallen in love with her? He had claimed her as his, was it love or was it just her beauty that he claimed.<br>If he in fact loved her, how was he going to hurt her, you didn't hurt the people you loved? Or was it simply he just told his mother being the Goddess so writefully hated her.<br><br>All of this was just too much, in so many ways it shouldn't be real. But it was. So many things ran through her mind. Gods and Goddesses. Love and Pain. A God possibly loving her. Being up here on Olympus. Just to much. Her breathing became frantic, limbs became shaky and heavy, her head started to spin. Soon her world went black and she fainted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>25-01-2013, 21:19:53</strong>
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				He said nothing to her, unable to even look at her without feeling the weight of guilt his mother’s command was low to her son. He had hoped that she would be happy that she was now away from the mortal world. No one would worship her except him here maybe that was still not true. His stern dark eyes finally settled on her a smile presented at her confusion. It was all happening very fast but he had not had to think she would need an explanation. He certainly didn’t owe her one when she fell he watched her move so slowly he easily pulled a hand to her chain, forcing her back up to her feet. Yet she’d went into a sleep pulling her again into his body as he carried her over the gardens to the marble and crystal floors of his home. <br><br>As if on will the walls parted for him, changing the shape of a hall leading towards an empty room. There he’d raised up the grounds forming the soft tones of furniture, a grand bed, pillows thrown around the room. The high fall of chains came down as the collar remained he broke the leash of it. For a god it was little consequence for a mortal it would not budge. The lump of her form was set down along the bed, pearl like colors of furniture, the sweet smells of oils, and a large streamed waterfall into the pool beneath everything a Goddess would have could possibly have. He gave to his wife. Which he now felt she was maybe the oracle was right maybe he was always meant to find her there?<br><br>Eros felt so much desire for this mortal and it was odd to him though many immortals made lovers of their humans none truly took then as wives. He felt it again the constant pain in his head telling him to do what he was commanded. Any moments when he began to talk himself out of this again it would come. He could not even look at her with endearment without that pain in his head. He grew angry now, fighting away the feeling of wanting to give in. His lovely mortal lay in sleep and he would be damned if he disturbed her from sleep. His&nbsp; form only sat along the bed, his hand touching only her jawline as his eyes swept down her form. “You are truly beautiful how I love you.” Perhaps it was the arrows he thought…<br><br>No. He did love her! He was after all a God of love and if he did not know who would? He would make her worthy he would make her feel the beauty of both pain and pleasure. If that was what it took to make her completely his then he would do it! The bed seemed to morph, silky ties catching her ankles like snakes tied tightly apart to each high bed pole of pearl. Her wrists pulled apart as the silk tied them as well until her body was spread open and with a frown her looked along the room as if being watched. Maybe he was. His body stood up removing the bow and its quiver mounting it at the wall of her room this was her room. A sanctuary but while he was in there it would be a pleasure chamber one that came with lessons in what the human body could obtain. Total bliss.<br><br>His kilt of white was removed, its golden belt removed quickly and set down beside the lavished bed.&nbsp; The Gods form standing over his sleeping beauty starring at her perfect breasts and soft skin, it had not been touched he knew that he could sense it. It had been only desired, but never touched not like this. The glint of her golden collar was his reminder as he lifted his fingers to her breasts touching the shape of her nipple. “Wake my love.”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Jinxy</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 02:34:56</strong>
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				<em>Psyche found herself back on the mountain. Everything seemed the same as before. Had she been dreaming? She was not saved by Eros and she was not his. She found the thought made her sad. To have the love of a man was all she wanted, but for that man to be a god would surely mean she was blessed. It was a cruel dream. Surely one cause by Aphrodite. The Goddess hated her for her beauty over shadowing hers.<br>Slowly she stood and walked to the edge of a cliff. Here she was once more. At the mercy of Gods and Monsters. She couldn't help but think of Eros, the way he looked and smiled down at her. The way he protected her and saved her. It warmed her. Made her smile and for the first time feel truly loved. But it was a dream.<br><br>“Or was it?” The voice was not of someone she knew. His was a rough males voice. “Maybe you are dreaming now?” She looked around but seen no one around her. Another trick of the Gods?<br>“Leave me be!” her voice broke at she shouted at the unknown person speaking to her.<br>“Now child. That isn't anyway to talk to someone who's trying to help you..” So this person was trying to help her. With what? Was Eros a dream? Or was this a dream? This was all too confusing for her. “Please explain yourself.” Her voice more Stern, she wanted answers.<br><br>The voice laughed a bit and then spoke “Listen closely. I will only say this once. It was not a dream. You do belong to our wonderful God of love. But to be with him, you will suffer, you will explore the fine line between pleasure and pain. You are a strong woman Psyche and I am rooting for you.” She listened and weighted everything out. Shaking her head a bit, it didn’t make sense. If she was Eros what was she doing back on this mountain. It just didn’t pan out to her.<br>“If I am his where is he! Why am I not with him?” She waited for a few moments but no one spoke again to her. She once again was alone on the mountain top. She started to pace. This was stupid. It had all been a dream. She moved to sit on the log beneath the willow tree once more. <br><br>She closed her eyes and heard another voice, but it seemed far away.&nbsp; “You are truly beautiful how I love you.”. She knew that voice. It was Eros. She heard him speak more than once. But where was he. She opened her eyes and looked around. No one near her. She was losing her mind. She slowly laid down on the log and closed her eyes. All was silent for a few moments until she heard him again “Wake my love”</em><br><br>Psyche took a deep breath in an sighed, trying to move and stretch her muscles. But she couldn't. Her arms stretched out above her, her legs spread wide. That's when she felt the soft touch upon her nipple. Dare she open her eyes and look upon the person touching her in such a foreign way. slowly her eyes opened and she looked upon the man touching her. And to her delight it was Eros. She bit her lip a little as she smiled at him.<br><br>“Eros.” his name left her lips on a sweet whisper. She tired to move once more and found she still couldn't a look of confusion crossed her face. She looked up to see silk tied tightly around her arms holding them up. She looked back down at him, still confused on why she was tied to the bed, naked. She was naked, yes that was clear and he was.. Oh my he was touching her nipple. A blush rose in her cheeks again and she turned her head to the side as if to try and hide her embarrassment. Though the tender touch he offered made her squirm against her restraints. Her nipples became hard, and she bit her lip once more. “Eros. My Lord and Master..” she took a deep breath trying to find some of the strength that was leaving her with each little touch. “Can you untie me? I will not run, why would I? I am yours.” She lifted her head to look at him, a piece of hair falling over her eye. She blew up, trying to dislodge the hair from her line of view, But it wasn't working and she groaned with frustration and dropped her head back down to the bed. <br>“Will you please untie me? I find this very frustrating..”
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				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 18:09:07</strong>
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				Her minds dreams were not something he had to steal into and would not if she would have one freedom it would be her thoughts were hers and her dreams her own. As a God they could have easily manipulated her mind some Gods known to drive mortals into madness. How easy it would have been to simply tell her and command her to be his little slave rather then the woman he was so desperately in love with. When she called him he lifted a smile to his lips, Lord and master, but her next question showed the very serious stern look of his face. “No.” His fingers lifting up to her chin grabbing it roughly as he instantly slapped her left cheek. “This is for your own good. This is for us.” Didn’t she understand he was always being watched in Olympus it was hard to find a moment of peace and quiet with so many immortals loose.<br><br>His hand once more sending another cracking blow to her jaw the right this time. “Do not ask me again to do anything for you. You are here to be taught to serve me your very presence here is not allowed. Mortals do not belong to Olympus yet you are being made an exception. For that you will be put through these trials and should you pass this I can promise you one thing. That you and I can be together do you understand what that means Psyche??” He dropped his hands down her smooth wriggling body to her inner thighs touched the warmth of her body. “That means forever, that means as an immortal.” He began to cup the mound of her pussy an open hand that began to slap against it once twice, harder his palm spanking the tender clit. <br><br>He knew his full strength could have ripped her apart, using the smallest of his strength that he could manage which was still quiet hard. The equivalent of a mortal male. Harder now as his hand dropped down to her thighs spanking them both as he smiled some.&nbsp; Though it would soon come to an end leaving only the remnant of his hand along her perfect flesh. “Do you see that pool there?” The waterfall with in her room was not like the mortal springs even its clear crystal blue color seemed to glow. “That water is healing water. After our time together you make bathe in there. You may wonder the gardens, you may even request anything you like save a way to leave here. You are my slave now, and someday we will be husband and wife.” Someday. The day his mother realized that even like this he would not let go of her. He would rather her be his slave then not see her at all.<br><br>He began to look at her breasts once more, slapping along them as he did her thighs his form moving onto the bed. Taking his place between her knees as he continued to slap her breasts harder. To please Aphrodite he would bruise her he would spank her and he would punish her for daring to want him. The God of Love knew she could have been happy with him he felt it her heart screamed out to him the way his did to her. If she loved him as much as he loved her they would both be able to endure this. His mouth latched onto her breast biting along her nipple sucking in the taste of her body as he pulled at her nipple. His finger’s smoothing down her sides and gripping almost painfully at her thigh.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jinxy</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 02:50:57</strong>
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				<br><br>Psyche found that she desperately wanted to touch his lips when he smiled, touch them with her finger tips, with her own lips. He had a beautiful smile, one she wanted to see more often than not. That quickly changed as he answered her question with a quick no , grabbing her chin roughly and offer her a harsh slap to her left cheek. The slap left a sting and caused the tears to well up in her eyes. She'd never been slapped before. The he had the nerve to say it was for her own good and for there's!&nbsp; That's not something she could believe.<br><br>Before she could even really process anything, he slapped her again this time the right cheek. Now the tears came streaming down her face, the blow hard enough to make her bite her lip. Psyche turned her head to the side and closed her eyes refusing to cast a glance at him. she listened to him speaking but did not utter a word.Soon she was lost as his touch became tender on her naked thighs. Immortal. "Forever..” the word was a broken whisper. For ever with Eros. The thought warmed her. She gasped softly and arched her back as he cupped her pussy this being the first time anyone had ever touched her. Then he slapped her, making her cry out softly and bury her face into her arm.<br><br>Her cheeks stung from the slaps, the skin red and hot from the blood rushing to the area. Adding to it he started to slap her thighs, each slap made her jump and whimper into the nook of her arm. She barely heard him speak about the healing pool. But would she? Or would she make sure he had to look at each mark he left. Was she so cruel? Cruel like his mother who had placed them in this predicament. No, Psyche didn't have a cruel bone in her body. She looked to him as he said husband and wife. She wanted to kiss him then, wrap her arms around and pull him into her. She couldn't and wouldn't.<br><br>Psyche's moment of caring was quickly lost as he slapped her breast. She squeezed her eyes closed, trying to hold back the tears. She didn't see him moved between her legs, all she knew was what she felt and that was that his slaps had become harder, making her bit her lip to hold back her cries. It was then she decided she would endure this, not just for how she felt Eros, but to make his mother miserable for, forever. Just when she thought she found that moment of clarity it washed away as he put his mouth around her nipple making her cry out once more. Though it hurt she found herself enjoying his touch. A soft moan escaped her lips, a warming feeling building up between her thighs. Arching as she felt his fingers move down her sides, making her cry in pain as he gripped her hip painfully. “Please!” she took a gasping breath “Don’t hurt me anymore.” the tears streamed down her cheeks, bruises had started to form on her body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 20:35:37</strong>
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				Eros had not yet finished with her, as the markings of pink tinged with bruising showing her body as being softened. He touched her waist, hands just above the hardness of her hip bone. “Please what!?” He paused a moment before the feeling of that bed beneath her vanished. His feet easily settled to marble and pearl floors as her body still remained tied. The four posts only spreading her body and keeping her weight on her wrists and ankles with no counterweight. “You are a my slave if you wish to beg you better address me as Master.” For her poor choice in words he lifted a hand stepping away from her and with a quick respond his cherubs brought in the long lash made from the very poisons of his arrows. The thing that brought love or hate with a single string being pulled back. He’d never used it in the form the whip long as he stood back. The tail Imbued to give enough love to send waves of euphoria as well as pain. Its golden shimmer reflected once more the golden expansion of his wings as they began to unfold. <br><br>It was a balance of how much power be could give behind the blow the hard the strike the more intense desire would burn into mortal flesh. Leaving the paradox of what really was pain or sweet torture. He snapped back the whip finally and looked at her body letting it release at her full thigh. The second rise and crash aimed for her belly, and just a final blow the hardest of them all across her beautiful breasts&nbsp; before retracting the whip her body hanging and spread. “I love your raw your body is.” Wounded yes but those were the marks of Love every wound every sore bruise things he could see himself kissing easing and as he felt the presences of his mother he stood there unwavering. Until for now… she had been appeased. He grit his teeth slowly bringing back the form of the bed to catch her as each tie came loose all at once. There was nothing warmer now then the idea of her body to his touch. Standing again off the bed as he looked along the form. His body moving to touch the pillars of her bed.<br><br>“For now you may rest. I have duties among the realms of mortals and Gods. When I return you will taught another lesson.” He wanted to make love to her so badly he showed as his form was desperately aroused by her and the sounds and each movement she mad. His hardened cock could not hide as he was nude but he would not take her. Not without being sure he would give her a new lesson. Softness and tenderness were going to have to be put off until she was able to have them. He knew she deserved them but Aphrodite would say otherwise he knew it. His mother would spoil or ruin any kindness so soon… but even she could not be so heartless. Her soft hair of mahoganies seemed wild around her stepping to her he lifted a hand along her brow and pushed it from her face. Those tears from before were dried away.<br><br>“Take this time to recover yourself. Use my cherubs, the nymphs at your disposal. Explore my home for one day I hope it will be our home.” His cherubs and nymphs would be the ones to watch her to clothe and feed her. To lavish her in the comforts of what it was to be a Goddess. All this as the trade off to know that when he returned he would have more in store for her. “Sleep if you wish but I must go.” He stood up the clothing he once more seemed to pull and appear over him. His arrows in hand now as his form turned to gold and dissipated into dust.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jinxy</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 03:13:49</strong>
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				<br><br>Psyche couldn't help but wince a little when he said ‘please what’. She knew she had done something wrong and that she was going to get punished for it. Soon the bed was gone and she was left hanging there by her wrist and ankles, it hurt enough to make her whimper a little. She tried to wiggle a bit to make her position more comfortable, but it wasn't happening, the bindings were just too tight. She nodded her head a bit “Yes.. I understand Master.” she had done wrong and as the cherub appeared with a whip she knew her punishment was going to be bad. She wiggled again and cried out “Please Master I'm sorry I am.” she shook her head a little. She could not bare it. But then she seen his wings and for some reason felt at ease, she was in awe of him once again. His beauty was something she didn't want to share with another.<br><br>Psyche couldn't close her eyes, though she did not want to bare witness to her own punishment. But she did not want to look away from him. The first strike stuck her thighs, her head dropped and she let out a loud cry, not just of pain but pleasure as well. Not what she was expecting. The second hit her stomach making her cry out once more, toes curling and hands balled into a fist. The third and final blow was the breaking point harder than the others and across her tender breast, she gasped for a breath, almost fainting once more.Had he not spoken to her, she may have let herself slip into an inky blackness of pleasure and pain. It had been torture, now all she wanted was for him to touch her in places she had never let anyone touch.<br><br>Soon she found herself on the bed, finally untied and she rolled to her side and looked upon him with needy eyes. She bit her lip lightly, as she looked at him, hard cock and all. It wasn't something she had ever seen before. But she found it incredibly arousing to look at. What was wrong with her? She'd never felt like this before. She sighed a little moan. She moved in bed just a little, unable to help the tired little smile that crossed her face when he moved the hair from her face. She knew this cruel man she was seeing wasn't him. But his mother. She would feel the tender Eros again. Sooner then later, she hoped.<br><br>She listened to what he had to say about the cherub and Nymphs. And then she watched him disappear before her eyes. And with him leaving the little creatures came around. Her body ached in more ways than one and she remembered he said the pool and waterfall&nbsp; had healing powers. Slowly she slid from the bed and made her way to it. She touched the water with her hand, it was warmer than she thought it would be, the water glowed and it was the most beautiful blue she had ever seen. She pulled the pin from her hair and climbed in dipping herself beneath the surface of the water. After a short moment she came up and looked herself over. She was healed, not a mark or scar rested on her perfect body. As she slipped out of the water. The cherubs brought her a large silk like linen to her. The color blue it was, was again the most beautiful she had ever seen and she was sure that it looked more beautiful against her fair skin and matched her eyes.<br><br>She wrapped it around herself and the cherubs pinned it like a toga on her body. She smiled at the little darlings. So cute. She then followed a pair of Nymphs out to the garden and what she seen there was shocking. Flowers of every color. Some she had seen before and some she had never seen. Tress of all kinds with flowers or fruit. There were marble walls for the flower beds and marble benches. The sun beat down in the garden. Psyche could not help herself. She stepped out into the grass which tickled her bare feet, slowly she walked, touching flowers with her fingertips. she came to a clearing where the sun was shining brightly. She sat down in the grass and let the sun warm her skin for a while. The cherub and Nymphs brought to her sweet wine and bowl of fruit, filled with grapes, dates and other fine things.<br><br>Psyche sat in the sun drinking wine and eating the best tasting fruit she had ever had for what seemed like forever. She stood and walked back towards the house, but she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched by someone who wasn't there. She shook it off and moved towards the house once more, when she entered to her surprise there was a warm fire built not far from the bed, making it look more inviting. She pulled the pin that was holding the linen together. She held with her her hands and draped it over her naked body as she laid in the bed. She hadn't been tried before. In fact she was full of energy and need, but now she was tired and couldn't keep her eyes open. Soon she was asleep on her stomach, her legs spread wide, her hair hanging down her back in big loose curls.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 17:36:20</strong>
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				How long had Eros been gone? The distance to the mortal realm from Olympus was a vast one. One day in heaven was nearly a week in mortal days. He’d seemed to be have been busier now that the men and woman of Pysche’s village had found themselves looking back on their Goddess of love. His mother should have been pleased but her demands were strict as he shot through hearts all over the world. He touched the Gods themselves with the might of his arrows it had even occurred to him to shot his mother once or twice but she had been always one step ahead of his shot. It wouldn’t have boded well for anyone in the long run to have her more insane then she already was. Finally when the day seemed to dwindle in the heavens, he’d come. <br><br>The immortals that seemed to live with in his little atmosphere were at his command and each had been commanded to serve his would be wife. To treat her as a Goddess even if she were not one, to be kind and loving even if he couldn’t be. In fact he was hatefully inlove with the idea of loving his newly captured woman. She loved him he could feel that much but he wasn’t the only one who noticed it. Even the other Gods could see that Eros had lost his heart it had been offered to a mortal and Aphrodite herself could not undo it. Though she would stain them she just could not stand the idea that not only did her son love her greatest enemy but he would marry her?!<br><br>When he found her, she was lovely, her skin had never been touched along the backs and beauty curves of flesh now exposed to him. Her hair he could smell it from where he stood gilded wings forming back into his skin, leaving only the show of them as if they lived with in his flesh. Still he was no mortal he stood over most normal men. The concepts of Eros being a chubby little cherub were completely wrong he was youthful in appearance. Dark features from his eyes to his hair seemed to be obvious traits of a father. His height was over six foot with a build to match his limbs as the tone of muscle was played underneath the god skin. <br><br>His bow was set upon the resting arch as he moved around the bed looking down onto the woman’s skin sizing her up. The want to touch her was overwhelming and for a moment he thought he could reaching for her ankle finger’s trailing lightly to the back of her calves both hands touching sliding higher behind her knees. He felt himself smiling removing once more the belt of his kilt, as it was tossed away a ready and hard cock engorged with the sight of her. Her skin warm as he eased over her back and began to kiss her shoulder. Biting lightly along the sweet smelling flesh with a graze of his teeth. Slipping a grip to her hip pulling her up as his cock now wanted he wanted. Teasing the entrance of her body with a throbbing pulse between the folds. <br><br>Yet it would be only moments before it began again, the sounds of furies it what he could compare it to as the words broke into his mind. He was unable to even make love to her with out the damn reminders of his deal with his mother. A throated growl came out as he forced himself into her spearing her body beneath his own.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jinxy</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 04:44:26</strong>
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				<em>Psyche rested in a bed of silk, small sighs and little giggles escaped her as the silk cover was pulled from her face. There before her was Eros, smiling down at her. He leaned down and kissed her forehead, tip of her nose and lips lightly making her giggle all over. His body close to hers, she could feel his warmth. They didn't speak at first. They took the time to lovingly explore each others bodies. Little moans and sighs escaped her lips as his hands roamed over the surface of her body. He touched every line, curve, every inch of her explored thoroughly with light feather like touches.<br><br>It was her turn and she found herself all to eager to do the same. He smiled at her and she touched his lips as she had wanted to the first time she saw him smile. Her hands slowly moved down to his neck and shoulders. Her fingers playing over the muscles as she slowly moved down to his chest and belly. Each ripple of his abs were explored, one by one. But she couldn't go any further. He grabbed her hands and stopped her. As she looked up at him she could see in his face was the same thing she felt. Need.<br><br>He leaned in and kissed her, the kiss took her breath away and left her panting, trying to fill her lungs. But she found with him, she didn't need to breath air. All she needed was him. He was simply her survival. Her heart warmed at the thought. It was then she knew it, his mother wouldn't win. She had his heart and he had hers.<br><br>She smiled at him. Kissed his lips as he rolled on top of her, pinning her with his weight. His heat was scorching but she loved it. She loved him. She kissed her again, but he was more rough, the kiss was branding. She felt his tongue touch her lips coaxing her to open to him. When she did, she was lost in her own passion and his taste. He was better than the fruit she had eaten, better than the sweet wine she drank.<br><br>But something changed, he became rough as he grabbed her. He flipped her over kissed her shoulder and bit it lightly. She felt him lift her up, his hand on her hip, her face against the bed.<br>She shivered as she felt his cock touch the entrance of her tight folds. She moaned a little and waited for him to fill. She'd waited for this. For him to take her for the first time. There's together and hers.</em><br><br>Psyche was ripped from her dream when pain filled her. Her cry filled the room as it ripped from her throat and pasted her lips. Out of instinct she struggled to pull herself away from whatever was hurting her. That's when she looked back and seen Eros there behind her. Holding her by her hip, he was naked. Had he just done what she thought he done. She moved her hips a bit and felt the searing pain rip through her and she knew then, he'd taken her. He hadn't done it gently as she always thought her first time would be.<br><br>He'd torn her apart, she could feel her virgin blood leaving her. Her eyes filled with tears and she hid from him. The man she loved. She hid her pain from him. She knew it was his mothers doing, and did not want him to feel bad for this pain. Cause this pain was worse than any other she had ever felt before. She moved again, trying to find some ease in what was going one, but it was not happening. she took a deep breath. “Master..” her words sounded breathless to even her own ears. “Please..” she whimpered a little “please be gentle.” she was sure her request had fallen upon deaf ears, or because of it, he would take her harder. She buried her face into the bed once more and waited for the pain to increase. She only hoped she could muffle her cries. Not wanting to give a single moment of satisfaction to Aphrodite.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>12-02-2013, 17:30:05</strong>
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				Eros could not imagine the dreams she had, he wanted to keep his touch away from them. Though if they eased her he had not been privy to them.&nbsp; Though her dreams were on his mind, how he wanted to make them all come true to make her know them as reality. She was splendid wet and tightly hugging him as he broke deeply into her her cries making his heart beat faster. The sound that left her had been one he knew made him grow more pleased. He couldn’t deny it she made him burning hot, his skin tight along his muscle as he gripped her again pulling her hip and then easing it some as his own hip pulled back.<br><br>Her struggles had been seen as a small resistance his mouth catching her neck with a small bite that clenched her skin. The throaty growl came, and with it his words. “You can not escape me.”&nbsp; Not gentle, but it was a feeling of conquest, still pierced by love he could not say that he didn’t want her. He loved her… he ached for this. Her virginal barriers had been broken, she was his and his alone now pounding harder into in a wet and slapped sound of his body crashing into her own. Her cries for mercy were heard but he could not stop himself from grabbing her wrists pulling them back as he held her guiding himself in and out of her. “Gentle… my love. You will know me in all the ways a wife should know their husband.” Though he could not boast as much as being her husband only this intention that one day they would marry. He would earn her through these deeds.<br><br>“Ask me not to be gentle. Tell me you want it harder!” An order casting out of his lips as he mercilessly rammed his cock deeply into her. She was so beautiful the thoughts couldn’t flow more out of his mind that she was all his. He took a deep rooted pleasure knowing that fact… “Your body is mine Psyche. Say it give it to me. Tell me you want me… let me know you do. I want this feeling always.” The feeling of her body the hot way her pussy milked him. Pulling harder her arms as he used them to keep her body under his control. He could see the flesh of her breasts swinging back and forth wishing he had a better view of the mounds of flesh. He slowly eased his hold on her wrists letting her have them once more as he gripped her hair in a single hand instead. Pulling it back like a mane tightly touching down her smooth back.<br><br>“I would make love to you always if I could. I want to taste you so badly…” His mouth literally giving a smirk as he looked down into his cock sliding in and out of her. Stopping almost abruptly he held his cock, and rested his weight solely to his knees. Watching her body her thighs and knees the smooth curve of her tight bottom before him. She was beautiful like the first mare ever created begging to be ridden. He could hear his heart, beating furiously with in his chest. Slipping loose his hold on the soft locks of her hair. “Turn to your back before me. Let me look at your body completely.” A caressing touch sliding between her thighs to the entrance of her folds to feel the warmth with his fingers. “I would taste you now..” Said with an urgent impatience.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jinxy</strong> on <strong>01-03-2013, 12:38:57</strong>
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				Psyche's cry continued to the fill the room as he took her with out mercy. She tried with all her might to find the pleasure with in this act but was unable to feel past the pain she was feeling as his cock tore her open. He breaths came in deep pants, as the tears spilled from her eyes. "I would never try and escape you." her voice softer then normal as she spoke in a whisper hiding her pain. He pounded her hard, new feelings filling her with each time he refilled her with his length. Her back arched in the slightest way when he pulled her wrist back. She heard his words, they were gentle and caressed her the way she wished he would.<br><br>She could not make herself do as he asked. She could not beg him to take her hard. If he even could. As of that moment, she was feeling a bundle of different feelings, from pain to pleasure, hate to love. All of them for him. He continued to impale her on his cock, the sounds leaving her a mix between cried and moans as he worked is cock in and out of her at a fast hard pace. She heard him speak again and when she answered him her voice was louder, filled with something different. Need? She wasn't even sure herself. "Eros! Master!" she hated calling him that. "Everything that is me is yours. I don't just want you I need you.." She loved the relief of him letting go of her wrist but groaned loud when he grabbed her hair<br><br>Psyche moaned softly , his confession was heat warming and she wanted to hear it again. Here how he wanted her, how he needed her like she needed him. But his words caused a blush to fill her cheeks. Everything was new to her. She hadn't a single clue what he meant by anything he spoke of. When he suddenly stopped she found herself trying to catch her breath, but seemingly wanting him to keep going. She moved against him a little encouraging him to continue his sweet torture. She barely heard him speak. It was his touch between her thighs that made her jump a bit. <br><br>She moved away from him just a little enough that she was able to roll over to her back and look at him. She couldn't help but let her gaze wander of his naked body, the length and hardness of his cock. In size she couldn't believe he had just been inside her, no wonder it hurt as it did. Her cheeks filled with a blush as she knew he had stared for a long time in awe of him. She turned her gaze away and soon found herself trying to cover her body once more from his gaze. She was being shy, even though he had just been inside of her. In her mind it made no sense, but she could not help herself. "Master..." her voice was once more a soft breathless whisper..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 22:11:36</strong>
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				A heated body burned around his aura, the God’s eyes were watching her able to remember everything thing about her. Her breasts were large yet his hands could have easily cupped them, her skin soft like all mortals but without the flaws of age or weather. Young and blushing he had always loved how humans were weak how they were easily broken. He wanted to kiss her belly dark eyes trailing down to it as his shoulders lowered as he had down between her knees. Her dark nest of hair covered like a patch of soft threads his fingertips moving to feel and pressed along the mound of her skin higher to her lower abdomen. <br><br>This was where life came from and in a moment of tenderness his mouth came to kiss along it. “It wont be long before you give me&nbsp; children and they will be beautiful like their mother.” Though it didn’t last very long as if the words hissed through the air his mother’s jealousy screaming out and into Psyche’s&nbsp; core burning upwards towards her throat. Unseen chain’s around her throat Aphrodite’s wrath could have rivaled Ares’ as the burns of power was taken out on HIS love. He could feel her the rage of love scorned so sensitive to any temperamental change of long.<br><br>Eros pulled away and knew he would have to treat her cruel or his mother’s actions would break her head off her shoulder’s.&nbsp; His hand moved to her throat where those chain’s had been, wanting to severe his own hands as he began to squeeze harder pressing his cock along the wet folds of her body sliing the length of him along her but not quite ready to penetrate. Easing her hold, Aphrodite began to release the girl watching her son take hold of the mortals throat. When she appeared out of the air her tall form easily seen in a sheer gown of a soft cream color. “aw… how sweet.” Eros’ growled with in his throat, and turned his face towards the Goddess.<br><br>His cock twitched as it found its way with an engorged head into Psyche still those fingers gripped tighter as if meaning to take her life. “Get out!” It was the first time he’d used his own power against her throwing arrows of light to the Goddess. Yet they flared into nothing as she had vanished of her own accord as if someone had forced her hand. He knew it was not him… His finger’s quickly stopped and pulled away turning down to her. Yet he wouldn’t pull out only rocked his hips into her own, the tight entrance invaded again as he began to fuck her once more dropping his mouth to her. <br><br>Of course he wondered if she were scared, he didn’t know and he didn’t want to think about it. Those warm lips of his pressed down her chin, hands dropped down behind her ass lifting it as he rocked his hips harder into her wanting to feel it again and again his desire mounting as his balls began to slap along her skin getting tighter knowing he could go on longer, or give in at any moment.&nbsp; His love, his slave, his to do with as he pleased. She would hate him, he knew it that was his mother’s goal to make her hate him why had he agreed why had he fallen in love with her.<br>He wouldn’t hold off his body ached as he once more slide his finger’s down to her neck but holding the shape without the pressure of that strangled hold. The hot gift of his seed rushed through him into her, the core of his body tight and tingled as his balls became even tighter with each release into her. His breathe raised up and out in a heave. “Aghh….mm” The air pushing out hard and short. “By the Gods you please me.” Be he never said or asked to be forgiven of any of his action she needed to be taught her place among Gods. Some speck of that rung true even with him. She had to suffer to be made aware of his love for her able truly appreciate it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jinxy</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 06:30:08</strong>
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				Watched past her lashes as his eyes explored her body, his heated gaze sparking something inside her. Something she's never felt before in all her days. An aching need to feel him, to please him and be pleased. But there was something else. Something else that burned deep inside her. Hate. Was it hate for him and the things he'd done? Or was it hate for his mother the woman who caused all this? Psyche wasn't sure who this new emotion stood for, but it burned with a white hot light and scorched her inside. She watched as he lowered himself, touching her softly with his finger tips, causing her to warm in a place she'd never felt warm before. She bit her lip and fought back a smile as she listened to him speak. To have children was a blessing, but to have his children would be so much more then that. Words did not describe her feelings at that moment. Her heart skipped a beat, fluttered and sped up all at the same time. Was this love? No, she could not love the God who hurt her so. Or could she?<br><br>Those thoughts soon left her. Most thoughts did, as did her breath, as a sudden explosion of force came down on her throat. The chains unseen by her, but what she did see was Eros's hands on her throat, squeezing the life from her. Her eyes grew wide in fear as she tried to gasp a breath. She heard the voice of the Goddess her eyes rolling to the side to see her there, mocking them. She could feel him again ready to enter her. Fill her once more, but she could not care, she could not see past the need to breath or the white hot burning she felt at the site of the Goddess. Tears filled her eyes as she turned her gaze back to her God, her Master as she felt a darkness slowly drift over her.<br><br>The tighter he gripped, the tears rolled down from her eyes. It was like she was seeing to different men. One she could love and the other she would despise more then the Goddess who caused this. Sure she would die from this. She wanted to reach and scratch at him, make him let go of her. But she dare not while his mother stand there before them. But soon, she was gone, in a flash as Eros showed his own anger towards the woman, filling her with pride. With her gone, his hand soon left her throat she was left gasping for breath, trying to capture all that she had lost. Large bruises covered her delicate neck.<br><br>She felt him fill her again, this time it lacked the early pain, but she had to much fear to enjoy the feeling as he pushed into her and took her again. She closed her eyes and listed to the sounds of there bodies meeting, the pleasure she was feeling from it. But something continued to return to her. The hatred she felt. She felt the tender kiss of his lips upon her chin. She felt his fingers on her neck once again and could not help it as she jerked though this time his touch was tender and filled with something that could be called caring. But that did not stop the inner turmoil that raged with in her. As he continued to thrust inside her, she felt something growing, a feeling that made her moan and her body jerk in pleasure. Though her mind hated it. She felt his release that followed her own. His name escaping her lips as true unwanted pleasure found her . "Eros!" it was out before she could stop herself. She knew she wasn't supposed to call him by name. But did anyway, she could not help herself. The sense of pride that filled her when he said she pleased him was over taken by fear of being punished for not calling him Master. Instinct took over, fight of flight. Fight wasn't even a question. Flight was it. She moved herself and tried to move away from his grip, move away from a punishment she was sure was there. "I'm sorry Master." she shook her head slowly, locks of hair feather around her face. The bruises darkened to a nasty shade of dark purple. "I'm sorry, please.." her eyes welled up with tears. <br>Did she fear him? Yes. Did she hate him? Sometimes. Did she love him? Maybe.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 22:10:57</strong>
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				He knew why she'd said it, and it nearly went unnoticed but there was just something about it that irked him more then watching her pull away afraid. That if it was known that he'd let her go unpunished she would suffer more by other hands. Losing her wasn't an option and though she hated the pain she would come to appreciate it in the end. The constant thought that reminded him to do to just do... he was not unskilled in these lessons. Even a god of Love could harbor destructive and hateful thoughts there had been many Goddesses who enjoy the love games of Eros. Mainly that of Hades' or Ares kin.&nbsp; His father everyone knew it even the husband of his mother knew who exactly his father was and everyone seemed to revel the idea of his choice in power. Yet he had that warring heart buried beneath the one of love.<br><br>Those wings began to form at his back in a translucent shine of gold and white flapping its wind beneath pushed him off the bed to his feet. Her naked abused body was already in a cowering state and her pleas were what brought a smile to his face. She knew or was beginning to know her place here in the realm of Gods. "You are not yet as sorry as you must be." He allowed the air to pick up with another strong motion of his wings from this the strands of silk formed up gripping around her delicate wrists and ankles. Forcing them to pull apart from her body until the bed was once more vanished leaving her bound and spread in an X position held up by two posts. He was not done, forcing her body to turn until her head was down three feet from the ground legs pulled further apart.<br><br>"My name is only worthy for those who pray. Pray to your master, you are in my temple after all my home. Let me hear your prayers." Moving closer as his hands moved to he thighs and slid higher to her knees. He could easily see her gapping pussy after fucking her a wicked smile formed, lifting his hand bringing forth an orb of light heat pressing it into the folds of her pussy. Over her clit, the orbs duty to entice and engage her clit. Another orb brought forth and held over her pussy again and sinking it into her body. It wasn't long until he stepped away calling forward his cherubs. "Bring me my whip."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jinxy</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 01:01:21</strong>
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				Eyes became wide as he spoke. How she was not sorry for the thing she had done, but she would be. Her body began to shake, almost violently, she feared for what was to come. Fear for the pain and torture of the Gods punishment. She looked to him, eyes full of tears, neck bruised from his fingers. She shook her head slowly, hair tickling over her naked flesh. "I.." she paused, the words dying in her throat as she watched his wings, they were beautiful. More then she thought possible. But then her thoughts of awe left her as she felt silk wrap around her wrist and ankles. A small cry escaped her lips as she felt the bed disappear beneath her, leaving her handing, and spread wide for him to gaze upon.<br><br>She was sure, this was going to be bad, worse then she had expected, she was more sure when she was lifted and turned upside down, her hair falling down from her shoulder and hung down to the floors as her head hovered a few feet from it. Her eyes locked on him as he spoke to her. "I prayed daily to the gods Master. As I will pray to you always." she closed her eyes, tried hard to hide the shaking and fear in her voice as he started to touch her thighs. "Master I pray to you.." her voice shook. "To forgive me for my unforgivable mistake. A mistake of a worthless mortal not worthy of the love and affections you cast upon me.." She felt a touch on her clit making her jerk in her binds, her words come out a little louder then she meant. "I! Except any punishment you offer on to me!" <br><br>Her prayer ended on a moan of pleasure,she couldn't help but move slightly again. Her eyes opened, but all she could see was his cock before her. She felt another warmth fill her making her gasp and wiggle once more, but then he stepped back, the blood slowly rushed to her cheeks the blush appearing brightly on her delicate skin as she continued to feel the pleasure from the orbs, her breathing quickly picked up, as it started to match her racing heart. Its beats quickening the moment she heard the words bring me my whip. Her eyes grew wide and she knew no amount of praying would get her out of her punishment.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 05:59:40</strong>
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				The sight of the cherub came with a golden whip, its handle smooth an cold made by another God but for now it was Eros. The beauty of it held each braided strand until the very end a small pearl at the tip of his whip. The thing coiled in his hand as he allowed the orbs to penetrate he body while the other played over the delicate nerve harder. Turning along and walking behind her body caught sight over that perfect round bottom his fingers tracing up the curve before cupping the skin in a pull. The other shown the same attention as his eyes looked down her ass. Her back was bare her hair down to the ground such a mess her juices forming around her and made it glisten. "Pray more, confess to me everything I want to know how you feel how does you pussy feel?? That orb inside you is made to grow as it slides inside you. Fucking you. Do you love it? Hate it?" He took several steps back letting the whip expose the length long enough to reach her and remind her of what he was to her. "I will lash you ten times. I will also expect you hold your come my dear I know just how well those orbs work. You should enjoy them. Ten lashes and ten new expectation I put upon you. Consider them your laws until I saw otherwise."<br><br>The whip was lifted up an crack in her direction able to pull her hair in a snag, then finally as it came back he allowed it to strike at her beautiful back. "One. You will have no need for clothing. You are not worthy of them yet. Bare feet and free of any adornments. You are beautiful as you are an need no such coverings." Another crack of his whip to her back a new strike. "Two. You will tease yourself when I am not here. I want you to fuck youself with these orbs and practice every hole in your body with them. Your mouth you will suck on them, take them deep into your throat and work them as if they are my cock." He gave her a moment with the pain of the last before striking out another lash. "three. Be ready for me when I am here. I desire a meal fit for a God for me Wine, Ambrosia, and sweet and salted meats." Pulling his arm back another whip struck down into her flesh. " Four. You will ready a bath for me when every I require one, and you will wash my body and join me." The strong arm gave no slack. "five. You will be expected to walk everywhere naked and all Gods who come to see you will see your entire body. You will be flattered that happy that they wish to see you." His brow grew stern. "Six. You will fuck no other God just me. I want you to know that I do not require you to fuck me every time I return but when I desire you you must be ready." Another whip. "Seven" He looked at her with a scowl and hated bleeding her lovely back an began to aim for her ass. "You will learn my body I want your mouth to kiss me, suck me, and tease me." Crack! The blow was hard but not one she could not endure. "Eight.You will no speak to my mother your mouth will remain shut only I speak to her and never lift your face to her." Harder striking over those two beautiful mounds of her ass. "Nine and Tend. Your mine, and you will be made my slave and you will serve me ONLY me. You will be happy and you will be called.." He thought. "My love."<br><br>The whip did have blood and he knew she would feel the pain mixed in the pleasure orbs. Calling them back into his hand they smelt of her sweet pussy. His smile came then as the silks began to release lowering her to the ground.<br><br>"Now then. Come here Love. Let your Master look at you.." Walking over towards the pools that would ease away her pains and suffer. "I want to wash your boy anew."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jinxy</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 06:53:31</strong>
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				Psyche chewed her lip as the orbs pleasured her. Little cries and moans escaped her ever so often, the added touch of his fingers made her shiver. Her breathing quickened from it, her heart beat matched the pace from the site of the golden whip. She listened to his words abut how she should pray more, how he asked if she loved the feeling of the orbs inside her. She did. The feeling was unlike any she could have imagined. "Yes Master. I-i- oh my I like them." It continued to become more intense and she found it hard to control herself as she started to moan more loud, her body wiggling about. She felt that feeling of release coming upon her, just as he spoke the words and told her she was not allowed to. How was she to hold back? She some how managed to, but barely. But then she heard him. Ten lashes. He was going to bring that whip down on her body ten times. Holding back her release shouldn't be a problem once the pain began.<br><br>She grit her teeth the moment she heard the light crack of the whip, felt the light snag of her hair. But she said nothing. But then the first strike tore across her back, she wanted to hold back a cry, she wanted to seem strong. But there was nothing strong about her right now. The Orbs teasing her so very wet pussy and the crack of the whip against her skin made her in fact cry out like a wounded child. She was to stay naked, at all times. She wasn't worthy of clothing but she was beautiful. The later part striking her in the heart as the whip made contact again, causing her to scream once more. She could feel the skin on her break, feel the warm blood start to run down her flesh. The second thing he wished for she couldn't even bring herself to think about. Doing those things were so taboo to her. She just couldn't. She felt as if for a moment as he gave her that break that he may have decided it was enough. She could take no more, she was sure she couldn't Then the third stuck her and she cried out again, wanting to scream for mercy, beg him to stop as the tears rolled from her eyes. From this moment one she heard his words, but didn't. She took note of them but was to lost in the pleasure and the pain of what was happening. The whip and the orbs mixed to make a heavenly but oh so wicked mix that left her feeling dizzy. Four, five, six, seven. The blood ran down her back, and dripped into her hair and onto the floor. Each one still pulling a cry from her, a sound she didn't hear in her own ears. Soon the whip changed targets. Eight landed on the tender skin of her shapely ass. She jerked, it was unexpected and she cried out louder then before.. She would not speak to the goddess yet. But one day. She would no longer be a slave she would be a wife she would speak her mind to the wretched wench. Nine seemed to have happened without her noticing all the more.<br><br>My love. That's what he would call her. Her heart skipped a beat and she sighed. It made her more dizzy. Soon the pleasure of the orbs left her and she was left with only the stinging pain from the lashes of the whip. She whimpered and cried as she was lowered to the ground. she lay there for a few moments her hair sticking to the blood on her back and the tears on her face. As he told her to come to him she lifted herself from the ground, still shaking and dizzy. She moved to him, her gaze to the ground as they walked towards the pool together. Slowly she stepped in, the warming waters soothing the rub marks from where the silk held her. She sat on the edge of the tub, very still so that he may be able to take a look at her. Bruises on her neck, deep gashes on her back. She tried to be still, but she shook and and gasped softly for a breath from her cries. The moment he'd touch her, she'd jerk away from him, not wanting to but out of instinct. a soft little whisper would escape her lips "I'm sorry my Master.."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 07:12:39</strong>
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				The sweet smells of nectar seemed to flood the air, the sounds of music filled the long halls as the laughed roared along the lush seats of gods who were enjoying on this rare occasion each other’s company. Dionysus blessed the entire temple with heavenly drink the Muses playing their arts. Here a gathering was happening and though the earth below suffered by Aphrodite and Eros fighting they adored the prayers that came from it. Zeus could see that he had pulled the Goddess away just in time she was bright in aura and angry. He smiled a moment before calling her to kneel before him. <br><br>“So he will not give her up. He would rather have her slave then give her up. Surely you cannot tell the God of Love that this is not real. Be done with this and make peace with the God.”<br><br>The woman didn’t utter one word she refused to reply and other’s spoke up with laugher and jokes. Apollo finally spoke up. “I know this one, she is quite beautiful even Gods adore her as beauty personified. You will not get Aphrodite to forgive this. No fault of the mortal’s but all the same.” He took a long drink and drunkenly spat out. “I would know this girl’s beauty for myself.” Other Gods shouted in agreement. “YES! Let us feast upon her. Taste the beauty that Eros would prize.” Zeus had to admit it was an idea that intrigued him. Then again.. she was the spiritual wife of Eros…. The Gods who arrows pierced anyone… his anger would or could bring the entire host of Gods loving the most foul gorgons. Zeus lifted his cup. “No. That would be unwise.” Hera lifted her brow. “This first wise thing you have said in a hundred years.” Zeus scowled. “Silence wife. She is already enduring enslavement what other labors would you have of her??”<br><br>The silent goddess had heard the idea of the God fucking the girl to death and loved it. Though it was forbidden by their King. She only thought of the next question before answering. “I will bring the girl here, and you WILL see her call it an inspection if you will. Her newest labor in addition to slavery is to be examined by the Gods here.” Looking about there were many perhaps fifty each drunk drunk enough to make the girl beg to be released from Eros an from this. THEN she could be killed for rejection her son. With that she vanished.<br><br>As they entered the pool of warm water he had no never once looked elsewhere. Nymphs coming to help clean the girl but it was Eros who turned them away. He had punished the girl and it would be he to tend to her. Of course he had his duties an knew it was only a matter of time before he had to go again. Though he would ignore the world for her when reaching for her, the quick pull away made his brows furrow but as they eased he moved closer anyway catching her bruised wrists and pulled into him. The folded rest of his wings were tightly against his back. <br><br>“My love, were brave and I welcome your prayers. You are forgiven.” A hand dripping down into the water lifted it over her shoulder to wash away a stream of bruises from her back. “I love you. As you are and you still so lovely even in these” His mouth dropping to her neck kissing along the imprints of his fingers. “You are loved and desired I can hardly contain just how much I desire you.” He knew he had just been inside her but he could again and again. For now her merely pulled up her face to him. A mortal body with mortal wounds. He felt the smirk return as he began to mention. “Did you enjoy the orbs?” He knew she had the way they teased her body and rocked her from within. “I created them in the moment, and I will gift them to you when I cannot be here.” A hand slipping down between he thighs washing slowly between the folds of her pussy. “All you need do is call them think of them and they will appear. I only ask that when you play.” He slipped his finger inside of her. “You think of your master.” Slowly easing his hand away and tracing her outer thigh. “Turn around and let me wash these away.” The whips they were indeed strong, the blood still stained the marble floor. <br><br>“Speak to me I want to use this time we have. Tell me of your thoughts and I want to know how you feel.” He was prepared for the worst of her thought too. Even if she was a slave now she was his and he wouldn’t let he suffer this at the hands of any other God BUT him. He would kill before that and knew she would suffer more at the hands of someone like Hades or Ares. “I will not be angry there is no one here now to spy.” Meaning he could sense that prying eyes were busy elsewhere. "I want you to say and do what you wish." Though he doubted she would call him by his Divine name anytime soon (maybe)<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jinxy</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 07:53:58</strong>
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				Psyche rested against him as he washed and healed her wounds away. She stayed silent, as if she were afraid that anything she may say, may further anger the God to punish her more. But there was tenderness in his touch, sweetness that made her heart swell no matter how hard she fought it. Moments like these she felt love for her God, her master. Moments when his mother wasn't involved in there life.<br><br>She looked to him with a face stained with tears as he spoke. Each word melted her, brought her to the place she fought against so hard. A place filled with love. When he kissed the bruises on her neck she found another feeling was added to the one of love and hate. Desire. She desired his touch. A blush lifted upon her cheeks as he talked about those orbs. Her expression said everything, the reaction of her body said more, as the sheer thought of them made her wiggle a bit and her nipples harden with delight. "I enjoyed them very much Master. You are surely the master of many things if you created them on the spot just like that. Your greatness never seems to end and I adore you for it." It was the most she spoke in sometime. She blushed once more. "They are a wonderful gift one I will treasure for the rest of my days." Her eyes slowly slid closed as she felt him start to touch her still wet pussy. A moan broke from her when his finger slipped into her, she pushed towards it bold fully. She sighed as he pulled his fingers away. "You will always be on my mind Master. For you are the only God I desire."<br>She slowly turned around so he could look at the marks on her back. Did she speak these things because she knew thats what he wanted to hear? Or was it because she truly meant them? She wasn't sure but the had left her lips without a moments thought.<br><br>She thought for a few moments about what he said to her. Was she simply free at this moment to speak her mind. To do as she pleased. If not would it be worth the punishment she would receive. Yes it would be. Death would be worth being able to speak her mind. She stood and turned to look at him. Her full breast hanging before her, perky and begging to be touched with hard pearled nipples the color of a sweet berry. "You wish for me to speak my mind Master? To do as I please in this moment of us being alone?" she knelt and dipped herself under the water of the pool, making it so that she was more then just a little healed, she was hole again, her hair wet and dripped behind her back, beads of water ran down her body as she opened her eyes and looked to him once more.<br><br>If she was going to speak her mind and do as she pleased she better get her shapely ass in motion. "I stood upon that mountain to wait for my love, the man I would marry, the man who I would spend every day until my last pleasing. I expected a mortal man. Am I sad that the God of love, my dear Master was the one to come choose me? No. Am I sad he brought me to this place of magic and wonder? No. Am I angry that his mother seems to be running the show. Yes. Does it hurt me when he hurts me. More then he will ever know." she cracked a loving smile "Do I hate the God of love, my master for the things he does to me? Sometimes. Do I love him? Maybe. Do I hate his Mother? With every fiber of who I am and shall become. Do I think your love is worth all the torture of the world? Yes." she moved her naked form closer to him "These are the things I ask myself. These are the words I reply with." she moved a little closer&nbsp; and pressed herself against him. "I know I am seeing to side to you. One of them I love, the second I except because of the first." She leaned in and pressed her lips to his hard showing him how she felt about him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 10:34:51</strong>
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				As the festivity of drunken Gods grew still it the world faded faster into days, for Gods knew nothing of time. Eros hid away with his slave for the moment able to show the true affections of the struck arrow how strong only a knick of it had captured him. Though it was fate that had lead up to these events even the suffering of the girl by Aphrodite. Her confession of her anger an hate towards the Goddess bothered Eros more then he knew it would. His ears burning a bit with a mild confession that gave voice. “She is not truly my mother I have always existed as a primordial though this body is from her sin with the God of war Love has always existed.” He felt a small need to distance himself from her if only for a moment. Most of those who worshiped him had done so in many different names yet to her he was Eros.<br><br>Her lips were warm and wet a hand lifting to her jaw pulling the kiss harder lips parting as an eager taste of her was sought. His tongue tracing along her own, widening his mouth just a bit eyes open but cast down his nose to look at her face until finally allowing them to shut. Pulling the kiss to a slow close he pulled his head back just a bit. “I would never abandon you. Remember that.” He felt the terrible summoning of her rival calling him and he ignored it sheltering his personal muse from all intrusion shielding his temple from any unwanted visitors. “You were sleeping before I came to you.” Having awakened her with a thrust how could he not? He lusted after Psyche and he hungered her for her. It was never enough.<br><br>“I want you naked always.” His voice was in a low and deep tone but it was in fact both demand and wanting. “It pleases me.” He began to stand holding a hand for her to come up and out of the water. This pool was hers to wash away sin, to wash away the bruises of her body, so he could break it all over again. He was no so innocent in the matter flashing a flare of light and fashioning it into a collar. Open and ready to be placed upon her neck. “Come. I want you to wear this as a symbol to all that I am your master. It will be our connection no matter where you are I will always find you.” The collar was made of a light and it shone as if it were the glow of a star. He had to train her now, and though she was fully aware of her place among Gods she needed to be always on her guard.<br><br>“When I am on Earth you will be here in my temple even here you will obey my wishes. I am not completely cruel love, but I can be worse.” Confessing that bit. Eros had known things like jealousy, or to be left wanting. He had everything but the moment he fell in love with this mortal he felt it sneak up into his mind that everyone would want to take her away from him. He ordered his cherubs to bring a meal the temple bent to his will producing a grand table lit with candle, wine, and platters of fruit. One by one the Cherubs brought a large meal placing it along the table. Eros had to admit though he didn’t need the meal he enjoyed its tastes. “We will eat. And then you will be given a new lesson.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jinxy</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 02:50:08</strong>
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				Sighed into him as he kissed her back, it was a melting feeling one that made her heart skip a beat. Her mouth opened her her eyes slid shut as his mouth moved against hers. The slow dance of tongues intertwining with one another. She couldn't help the little moan of protest that escaped her lips when he moved away from her breaking there kiss. But when he spoke now, her brows furrowed slightly. "I can see that Master. But hearing you would never abandon me puts my heart at ease in some way."<br><br>She nodded to him once more. "If it pleases you Master then I will in fact be naked always." she moved through the water drops lits still dripping from her hair down her chest and off the hard peaks of&nbsp; her nipples.. She took to his hand and stepped out of the tub, her eyes widening slowly as she watched him open create the collar out of thin air. It was in fact shocking to her, for some strange reason, but it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen in her whole life.<br><br>She moved her hands to her hair and lifted it up so it no longer hung in the way of where he would place the collar. "I would gladly wear suck a beautiful thing around my neck for you Master. All shall know that I be long to the great God of love." She waited for him to place the collar around her neck before letting her hair fall down around her once more. At the mention of food, her stomach growled, she hadn't eaten in sometime. Not sense her first moments here. She was in fact starved. But the sound of a new lesson worried her a bit and she feared that it would surely mean another punishment if it went wrong.<br><br>She looked to the table and her worries soon became forgotten as her stomach growled once more.. She looked to him and then looked to the table and back to him once more. Her voice was a soft whisper. "Master... May I please eat? I am simply starved I am not sure I could wait another moment." her stomach growled again and she looked much like an eager child, spying candy through the candy store window.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>24-07-2013, 12:36:00</strong>
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				The graceful way of her natural behavior was alluring, she didn't even know he watched those gestures the movements of her body as it swayed everything about her gave him a sense of pride. She was born for this to walk the halls of the temples of the Gods. it was no wonder the mortals worshiped her for her beauty and now everyone in Olympus would see it. The collar she allowed him to place on shut encasing her slender neck and burning into her skin, if a bit of momentary pain until the line of golden starlight shone as if it were a part of her skin. Her body was still wet he'd noted the way her skin was cool he did have this effect his skin felt no cold nor hot. He felt only what he was and every manner of love one could thing of he felt it for her. For everyone.&nbsp; Though Eros was wrapped now, in only a thin cloth along his waist he sank down looking at her gaze towards the food.<br><br>His first instinct took a back seat as he thought of her meal none of it was fit for a God and his hunger died down for now. He motioned towards his feet the large chair he sat at was high enough to allow his knees to bend and feet plant along the ground. She was short in frame against his larger one but he enjoyed that she was like a feline her eyes were large an observing an anticipating her own moves with her question. Hd she rushed the table it would have insulted him. Though he would wait for her to take her place at his knee to sit. Leaning forward pulling away the spiced lamb, and fowl, and a variety of fruits. I would have you eat then if you are starved, you've worked hard for your meal this day." <br><br>Dark eyes held the platter for her to grab as he looked along the entrance of temple. Surely she had the time to look around and with her newly fashioned collar he would grant her even more freedom. "Would you like to go home Psyche?" looking at her again the magic healing of the pool had given her skin the shimmer of a Goddess, even her hair fell perfectly and full around her shoulders, perfecting everything about her and making body stronger then most woman. The pool had no only healed her but gave her a miniscule refresher of what perfection was. He had heavy wine brought into the room, a large clear chalice filled with a golden liquid looking more like actual melted gold them wine. He took it to his lips and though a moment. "You should visit your sisters, I hear them constantly speaking of you how you must have been eaten by a monster up on that mounting. Though one had made me smile to hear it. That a monster claimed you as his bride."<br><br>Maybe he was a monster to her now... but it didn't bother him a bit to be called such by lowly humans. Wanting her to eat he offered her more on her plate though paused a bit dropping a fig onto her platter. "I suppose as you think about home I will task you the details of my lesson. I want you to look at my cock" He slipped away the cloth cover and allowed her to look at it as she ate the cherubs giving her the rich wines. "When we make love it awakens and the more we make love the hungrier I get for you. You will please me by touching my cock, stroking it up and down. You will lay kisses and treat my cock as it it were sweeter then honey so much so that you much lick and place your mouth over it. "
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jinxy</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 06:09:10</strong>
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				Psyche moved to him, not slowly or at a running pace. But as natural as she could make herself be. So that it would not look as if she didn't care or to eager. Though she found herself eager to eat, and eager to be close to him one more. She dropped herself down at his feet, leaning someone against the chair and him, her feet curled underneath her. "Thank you Master." her voice was sweet and she looked up at him with a sweet smile. She reached up and took from fruit from the platter. Bitting into hit she let out a soft little moan at the sweet taste as the juice rolled from her lip down to her chin, she chewed slowly.<br><br>Her eyes opened and she looked to him curiously when he asked her if she would like to go home.&nbsp; That she should visit her sisters and what the three of them had thought. She looked to him very serious like. "If I may be open Master. If I was so go home, it would be just a visit of course. As I would return to you. Not because I am yours but because I want to. As for my sisters, as well as my mother and father I would not know what to tell them. I am not your wife, but I am as you said your love.&nbsp; Tell me what I am supposed to say to them Master. Cause I am finding myself at a loss of words.<br><br>While she waited for him to think over what she said. She ate more, she ate until she found she was full and couldn't eat another bite. When she started talking now about his cock. She did in fact turn and look at it though she blushed brightly as she found herself becoming a little excited. She turned her head and took the offered wine, drinking it greedily, hoping to find some courage for the lesson that was taking a rather, native turn for her. She turned around and looked to him as she moved so that she was kneeling before him. She looked between him and his cock, admiring his body as her eyes moved along. "Would you like me to do this for you now Master?"<br><br>She wasn't sure how she felt about any of this really. But she did know something, the thought of touching him there with her hands, lips and tongue, excited her. But she was not sure she would please him, in fact she was worried about what would happen if she wasn't able to please him. A look of worry came across her face and she looked back to him. She wanted to say something, but she could not form the words, figure out what she should say to make her worries clear. She's been a virgin until until earlier this day. Her mouth open and then closed again. Not to mention she was afraid to speak out of place, though she had done so before. She let out a small sigh and opened her mouth finally speaking in a soft whisper. "Master... I fear I will not be able to please you as you wish to be pleased. I am not skilled as many woman may be."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>18-11-2013, 04:07:31</strong>
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				He eyed her as she ate lifting his thumb to catch the sweet nectar of the fruit and as easily as it the touch came it left bringing it to his mouth and stopping. Looking along the long table and then towards her again as she continue.&nbsp; He understood that there might have been shame in some of ways of a woman’s virtue being taken, lost, or freely given to a man that was not her husband. Though he was not a mere man he only smiled at the idea of that comparing himself to a mortal man. They had such notions of what was right and wrong while they knew little of the truth of what it was that Gods really hungered for. Love and Hate were the only two real powers in the world.&nbsp; “You will tell that simply that, you are my consort and every moment you stay with me you become more divine.” He wanted to kiss the taste of sweet fruits from her mouth. “Do you not feel it, you mortal skins shedding away each time you are renewed by this healing water. They heal all flaws even mortality.” He slowly stood up easing her away from him. He didn’t want to tell her just how long she had been here just how much time had passed. <br><br>“You may go or you may stay but I must warn you your absence will be a surprise to them. You have been gone for longer then you realize.” He didn’t say just how long in fact he’d gone and skipped that part. Though the gray in her sister’s hair would indeed surprise her if she left now. “We are bound not just by a vengeful Goddess of course you would return to me I could never allow you to leave me.” It was almost threatening the tone that fell he knew he could find her anywhere save one. When he’d spoken about pleasing him he knew she didn’t understand not right now anyway and maybe not at all this night. It had been only what felt like a single day to them here it was truly was in this realm. He knew that she’d been watching and sat back to wait for a time to catch his beloved. He didn’t know why she hated her so much beauty was her right her gift and rather than take her as a disciple Aphrodite would make her his slave. He stood up and began to walk away the glow of his step followed behind him as he stopped looking into the warmth of the sun. <br><br>Everything here was under his control even the sky shining which now was fading into a darkened sky the thousands of bright stars glowing. Mentioning how she might not be able to please him that still was on his mind and would have said something to remark her words. Though worry sank into his face how much longer did he have to do this it felt strange to long for control over her, and yet feel powerless at the same time. “Come here.” He walked towards the edge of what seemed like a drop down into darkness water pouring off his isle his piece of heaven into the world below them. “I am yours, just as much as you are mine. Though my chains are not visible I can feel the tugs at my heart that thread themselves to you. You may go home to say farewell to your family for it will be the last time you see them.” He had a looming in his gut maybe he felt it the surge of power trying to make its way back into his palace. “You will need only a single guardian a cherub to watch you protect you from anyone who even thinks about touching you.” He would not ask her to clothe herself not even for her family. This was her attire until she was no longer his slave.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jinxy</strong> on <strong>19-11-2013, 02:55:25</strong>
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				She couldn’t help but look up at him, when he wiped the juice from her chin, her eyes filled with so many different emotions as she gazed upon this man. A God who had taken her to be his. Surely there was no way her family would understand such things. Or believe her for that matter. But she listened to him and nodded slowly. “Then thats what I will tell them Master.” when he spoke about how the water healed everything even her mortality she found herself looking over her body. Small scars she had when she was a child were gone, her skinned knee, a small scar on her thumb from a knife all gone. This was more shocking to her then being the love of a god. Her voice was soft with wonder as she spoke next. “Does this mean I am becoming immortal?” she didn’t expect to be a god, but to be immortal and never grow old and die, to be with him forever, that was simply all a girl could ask for. She lifted her head, craning her neck up to look up at him as he stood, No matter what angle she seen him in, he was magnificent. <br><br>It was hard to think for a few moments. She wanted to see her family, her mother and father, let them know she was alright and that this was a life for her they had always hoped for. Well some what, she wouldn’t give on the details. All they needed to know was what she’s been told to tell them and she was happy and safe from harm. Well mostly.&nbsp; She heard his words and was sure that they could not have changed that much while she was gone. Even if time worked differently here. She was sure everything would be fine. She could see the looks on her sisters face now when she told them where she had been, who she was with and that her beauty was enough for a god to love. She winced slightly, unable to help herself at his slightly threatening tone. She’d come back to him. She’d planned to. Even with his Mother looming over them she would never run from him, even with the things he’d done to her, because of his mother.<br><br>She watched him as he moved away, she watched at each step he took, how his muscles moved, the gracefulness of his large body with each step he took. She was in awe of him and for the first time in her life she wasn’t sure that her beauty was a match. She watched him, her eyes gazing on his back as she seen the sky darkening and the stars starting to shine brightly. It was at that moment she wished she was a painter, she would paint this image so it could never be forgotten. It was meant to be seen and loved by all. And yet, she was glad, it was an image she wanted for only her eyes. As he told her to join him, she move to her feet, walking, her bare feet padding softly against the hard floor. One she was by his side she couldn’t help but lean against his strong frame, enjoying the heat of him as it filled her and warmed her own body. She looked out into the darkness and then down, suddenly more than ever feeling very small. This was a world she had grown to know. A world of the gods that she had some how been pulled into. A world she was now living in. Farewell? So this was the last time she would ever see her family again, that made this trip to see them more sad than happy. <br><br>She nodded slowly. “I understand Master. I’d like to see them this last time. Say my goodbyes and reassure them I am safe and happy, let them now I will love them always..” When he said he would send her with a cherub so that no one would touch her, was when she really had a question. “Master..” she spoke the name softly. “You must expect my family to embrace me, if as much time as you said has passed by. It is not them you mean, right?” Asking him about clothes hadn’t even come to her mind at this moment. She’d become used to being naked around him, she just figured that when she went to see her family she would in fact be allowed to wear clothes. “I am ready to go whenever you are ready to let me Master. I will miss you while I am gone.” though she was sure he wasn’t going to let her go for very long. She was still sure she was going to miss him in whatever time she was gone for. She pressed herself against him a bit more and inhaled the scent that was Eros. Taking it to memory.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>20-11-2013, 14:11:58</strong>
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				He knew there was no need to answer her question, of course she was becoming immortal, but there in lay the problem. Here time didn’t bring wrinkle or gray here it was as if the sands of time stopped the hour glass. Keeping and preserving beauty and youth. He could feel her mood and it was not a happy one and it made his own thoughts turn sour. The leaves of the garden trees slowly fell limp as the color faded from the very grass to a dull brown. “I do not want you to feel sad it is for all mortals to die.” She was his and he would try his damnedest to regain his own freedom to keep her with him. “I suppose I will request an audience with Zeus, while you are away. To shake sense into my Mother’s intentions towards you.” He lifted his hand to pull her towards him into an embrace before moving his neck and head down to press his lips onto her own. He was taller but it made no never mind his hands down at the sides of her arms to pull her some up towards him. <br><br>It was a small moment this moment where he didn’t have to be cruel to be kind. He wished he could reverse time take her away sooner from earth to spare her all this. “I do have to warn you my cherubs are meant to be watchers and observe the mortal world. I will be sending a different one you will not see him but he can protect you.” He smiled. “Against anyone threatening. No one can see him but you they are not for their eyes.” The cherub appeared, not some chubby child with wings but a tall figure looming over a sword and bow at his back. His own wings were a dark blue that like Eros had a large span between his arms. Eyes the color of marble which made the being seem blind however he saw all around him. Eros motioned to the protector. “You will command him you may even name him if you like. He cannot die he does not speak or argue he was created here on my realm his only loyalties are to me, and now you.” He began to speak to the being. “You will guard her against anything she deems to be a threat. Even against Gods.” <br><br>Truth be told just because he didn’t die didn’t mean he couldn’t be broken into pieces he could with the right God’s power. Aphrodite would not chance a fight, she didn’t have a desire for it but she had the ear of other’s who relished a good blood battle. He looked at her body, every curve of it that made his heart feel as though it would rip right out of his chest. An excited fervor that only ever she could and had brought out of him. Eros lowered his hand over her right breast, trailing his fingers along the full heaviness of it. Her skin was much different than when she had arrived, still very soft but a shine that radiated off of it. She would and her family would notice that he allowed his fingers to drop down her belly and over the mound of hair a finger slipping between the folds of her. “This is mine, all of you.” Pressing his finger directly over her clit in a pressured tap then slowed up and down centering only on the sensitive nerve. “I know you won’t keep to long away.” He wanted to throw her down and make love to her now but if he did he would never let her leave.<br><br>It almost pained him to pull himself to a stop heaving a burdened sigh. “Clothes.” He made his mind change the course of thought. Instantly the material began to weaved onto her body over her lovely golden reminders that she was still love slave to him. The soft colors covering her body a shame really but he would hate to have mortal eyes looking onto her body and their thoughts. It would enflame his anger and even with her protector he would not allow it. “There.” (http://oi43.tinypic.com/2cmvvjr.jpg) He smiled stepping back and away motioning towards the drop down to earth, slowly the glow of white began to form a road the hard pounding of horses rushing towards the road. A chariot approaching them pulled by two of Poseidon’s best horses. White mares with golden hooves stopping before them in an excited stomp as they awaiting the mistress. The driver taking a moment to look at Eros with a bow he was more human like in appearance. “Take her home.” He nodded needing no instruction or guide. “Go now, before more time is wasted…”<br><br>Aphrodite was also watching knowing full well that she wouldn’t stop this it interrupted her plans. She would wait until she was to return before stealing her away and throwing her into the pits of Hades…
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jinxy</strong> on <strong>22-11-2013, 04:57:16</strong>
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				“I know Master.” she whispered the words softly. “Death happens and I know that someday my family will be long gone. But the thought of the day you and I become family, having one of our own soothes my sadness.” She couldn’t help but smile up at him as he said he would try and talk to Zeus about his mother. When he bent down slightly and lifted her slightly. She groaned softly when their lips met, she would never get used to this man being hers and her being his. A girls dream come true. Once you forgot about his jealous mother of course. “Thank you Master, for everything.” He’d taken her away from a fate that would have surely meant her death. Some kind of monster would have killed her on that mountain and she would have never known the pure bliss she felt with him.<br><br>Psyche watched as this new cherub appeared. Oh yes, he was nothing like the little ones she’d seen so many times. It was more than clear he was more of a warrior than anything else. She looked him over slightly, but not as a girl looked over a good looking man, she was inspecting him really. Though he was attractive with his blue eyes and wings, nothing in her eyes would be better than Eros. She couldn’t help but crack a smile when he told her that she could name him. “Theos.. It suits him I think.” She for some reason felt giddy like a child. She didn’t know why, maybe it was being so close to Eros, or knowing he would try to make it so that his mother would back off. Or that she would be able to shove it in her sisters faces that she had not been taken by some kind of monster to be his bride, or meal. She offered a slight nod “So If I need anything, he will give it to me.” she thought for a moment “What if it's you I need?”<br><br>It seemed that as she asked that question that he looked at her, the look was one that sent shivers up her spine, made the muscles in her pussy clench tightly as she could feel the warmth building inside her. With all those feelings he began to touch her, first her breast, making her nipples harden tightly, begging to be touched. The down her belly and over her soft sweet cunt. She gasped loudly and gripped his arm with her hand to keep herself steady as he touched her so teasingly. “Yes Master.” her words breathless as she answered him. “Only yours.” Is continued teasing had her panting and legs shaking slightly. She always seemed to fold, break at his touch. “I could never keep away long from you. I need you more than anything Master.” She hoped her loving words pleased him, brought him some happiness. Because she could see he needed a little more.<br><br>She was sure she would die once he stopped, leaving her craving more of the sensual touch that only he had ever given her before. She nodded breathlessly, cheeks flushed with color. “Yes clothes.” She watched in awe as the clothes weaved themselves around her out of seemingly thin air. Once it was done she looked down, it was the most beautiful she’d ever worn in her life. Looking up at him she smiled brightly. The pure joy on her face was plain as day. “It's beautiful Master.” She turned her head and watched the white road appear, followed by the most beautiful animals she’d ever seen in her life. Her heart raced as Eros told the driver to take her home and then told her to go and waste no more time. But she needed to waste one more moment, she needed to do this one bold thing. She moved so she stood before him, reached up and pulled him towards her lips once her arms were wrapped around his neck. She kissed him for a few moments, pulled away, smiled with excitement and then turned and got on the chariot. “I will see you sooner than you think. I do not wish to be parted for long.” <br><br>Psyche offered a loving smile as the chariot took off. She watched as slowly Eros shrunk off in the distance. Her heart ached and she almost wanted to cry. She knew deep down it wouldn’t be long before she saw him again, that she would be embraced by him and oh how there first moments back with each other would be wonderful. She turned away and looked towards where they were headed. Her home.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>25-11-2013, 08:51:58</strong>
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				When she stepped onto the chariot the driver held fast the reins, and without hesitation began to whip the two splendid beasts. Their hooves making a hard rocked sound onto the path that had appeared before them. Fast as wind, they sped down through the space of heaven and blazing behind them in a golden comet was the protector flying closely near them. The skies were darker as the world seemed so far away passing through celestial planes. The heat of the world crashing over the chariot as the skies began to flood with light protected with in the chariot as they broke into the mortal world. The light giving away to cold air almost freezing until slowly it began to grow warmer as the chariot found ground upon the sand and gravel. To the unveiled eye they would have seemed like Gods entering the earth to mortals they were not even noticed. Now changing forms into a golden chariot and white beasts pulling Psyche and her driver. Their unseen protector flying overhead in the guise of a bird.<br><br>The driver did not speak to her he was only to take instruction as he began to follow the road into the village and market square. There were many who simply eyed the stranger wondering who she was and in awe of her beauty. Whispers began to raise that she was perhaps some nobility or a Queen coming to visit this provincial village. Hands touched the animal which made them angry snorting as they moved through the crowds giving way to her. Beggars wishing for coin calling to their knees for something anything from the stranger. With it a wallet seemed to appear at her hip filled with silver and coin.&nbsp; It was not too much longer now as the driver began to look to the people with a mild disgust on his lip… He did not hide the fact that he disliked mortals, though he also was mindful not to react too much to Eros’ consort for he disliked all mortals. <br><br>Though it was not in her village that a spectacle was being made but under the depths of the world. Hades’ domain was forbidden to all but the dead or the foolish in fact it was clear that there was only one who could easily come and go. Hermes and so he did carrying a letter of great importance from Aphrodite herself. When he blazed through the gates Hades did not care or concern himself it was upon the messenger often had gossip as well a letter. Persephone the only one at the throne as he stood before her. “I’ve a message for your husband.” The woman only gazed away unconcerned until her Husband did appear. Hermes sending the orb towards him as it began to unfold from golden electric pulses to the appearance of a scroll. Reading it he merely smirked, giving a casual glance to his wife before allowing it to vanish into the wisps if heavy air. <br><br>In a deep voice he parted his lips as if to say something but stopped. Then sat down at his throne. “I accept. Relay the message.” In a flash the God was gone, and with it Persephone’s interest was peeked, “What was that about?” Hades gave a slanted look towards her. “Seems we are to be expecting a mortal visitor. She has been rumored to be more beautiful than all the Goddess.” It made him laugh noting his wife’s expression glow angrily. Her features even down here never dulled, still the rosebud of eternal spring. “Fear not my love, we will amend this, seems she is the pet of Eros that foolish Aphrodite wants her to capture a piece of your beauty and will be sending her shortly for it.” <br>&nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jinxy</strong> on <strong>28-11-2013, 03:42:28</strong>
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				Psyches heat slowly snak the further she moved away from Eros. She missed him already and could not wait until the day she look upon him, felt his touch and heard his words. That day would be the sweetest of them all. Coming home and seeing her family was a bittersweet moment. But it was still one she looked forward to. The only thing that would be better seeing the looks on her sister's face&nbsp; when she told them she was the consort of the God of love, was to again be within the embrace of the God. Everything as the traveled back to the mortal realm went unnoticed by her. The heat or the freezing air. Her mind was in a stir of emotions as was her body, heart and soul.<br><br>Once there Psyche looked around, as people looked at her in awe. This was her home, yet know one recognized her. She hadn’t been gone long. But Eros had told her time worked differently on both plains, time slowed and almost stood still in his and it moved with great speeds on this it would seem. She smiled and offered waves to people. She frowned slightly, beggars asking or anything she might have to offer. As if a slightly wish had been heard noticed the coin purse appear on her hip and she started to pass the coins as they slowly moved passed them, earning her thanks and praises for her beauty and kindness.<br><br>Children ran from their parents and waved excitedly to her. She waved back. Amused by the spectacle that was being made in her honor. She didn’t see herself as someone who should be granted such love. It was the love she was given by people for her beauty that had her tossed into what she was dealing with now. A vengeful goddess, out to ruin her because she was loved more and now she had the love of the people as well as the love of the goddesses son. She felt that this would once again only cause her more trouble. But she was feeling now more than anytime before that the love of Eros was well worth what ever happened it. Because she herself was coming to love the God of Love. She reached into the coin bag and pulled out more and tossed it out to the people who had collected behind the chariot. The collected it greedily and cheered for her, a stranger of beauty and kindness. The fact that her face was unknown was heart breaking.. But the look of an old woman, made it clear, that she was not all forgotten.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>05-12-2013, 23:57:31</strong>
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				It was all human the way the hunger for something to worship struck the people beneath the chariot. The driver himself could only sneer at how disgusted he was to be around such lesser beings. The smell of them was strong to his nose like a raw meat left to rot in the wet sun, he slapped the leather reigns harder down onto the animals causing them to pick up step. The unseen protector had easily kept his watchful eye even noting the other immortal who was taking Psyche to her home. His opinions were none he had only duty and they were what ever Eros wished of him. A man quickly grabbed onto the chariot as if to jump into the small stand only to fall back the mortal hadn't even known it, and it took a moment for his mind to realize it. There on the ground was the hand detached from its owner the blood barely spilling from the wound as the blade swung fast and hot burning both ends of the wound. The burns leaving a bright red and with it silence a fear as the man began to wail for the loss of his hand. It had left a smile of the driver's face but it was nothing to stop for. People who had once gathered now ran away in fear what had happened?! No one had seen it did she do it? Was she some sort of witch ? Her praise began to turn sour as the crowd threw curses into the air the chariot led away from the village route and towards the solitary path of her old home.<br><br>There were drastic changes though had she caught them? How the trees had grown thicker and older, old fields once full of grass had been changed into vineyards. A few more servants quarters had been built Eros had taken their daughter when she was young and to anyone who had seen her before would not have guessed the woman coming now into the large stone courtyard was the same young woman. It was a stable hand who came out to greet the driver with a strange and wide stare... who were these guests.. Over the years Her family had come into a stroke of luck and as their wealth unexplained or questioned grew so did the memory of a dead daughter fade. The young man stood awaiting the driver to hand them over and finally stepped away. Another coming out of the large iron gates into the villa. "Welcome stranger, we apologize for being so rude but.." He let his eyes glance to the woman then continued. "We did not receive any notice of an arrival for guests.. though my master has asked if you would like to come in." He was obviously speaking to her however was unable to really look at her. His eyes were trained to the ground save a single look. <br><br>It wasn't long until an old man came out on his arm was a woman who screamed and grew pale... A sister now an old woman looking at a ghost. "Who are you!" The tone was an angry one and with it came a long pointed finger. "You can not be! She is dead she is dead." A few last words as her husband held her fainting in his arms he looked towards her confused by her words. What did that mean? "My lady wife, forgive her but there is something about you that must have frightened her... I am Andreas Charis " he paused "Who.. are you?" It was a legitimate question to ask it made the driver lift his brow and look at her as if to say this was amusing to him. He said nothing otherwise but only mere expressions as he glanced away awaiting to hear what she would tell them. What would she tell them anyhow? The truth or a lie. Either way it was clear that more then thirty years had come and gone since she was last here. Though why were her parents not out to see their long lost daughter? The other sisters were they also married off? In truth her family was not dead but as all mortals do they grew old, sickly, and insane well sometimes. To die young was probably a blessing to mortals it spared them the fate of time.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Love and Devotion (xghostx ♠ Jinxy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jinxy</strong> on <strong>07-12-2013, 03:21:56</strong>
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				Psyche was left standing there, he mouth wise when she watched the man's hand removed from his body. Sick had rocked through her and she had to hold onto the side of the chariot to keep herself from falling off herself. When people soon started shouting at her, her stomach did a flip. She gone from being loved to being hated and praise turned into curses. She wasn’t used to people hating her. Only one person in all of her life had hated her and that was the Goddess Aphrodite. Tears welled up in her eyes and she turned away from the people of the village, more than just a little glad when they turned down the road towards where her family lived.<br><br>At first the changes hadn’t caught her attention. She was too busy in her own self pity moment. But the moment she looked up and spotted the field she had once played in as a child was now a vineyard she knew then she had been gone a great deal of time. But how long had it really been. She watched as things change all the more. More servants quarters had been made. How fast had that happened. her family must have come into some luck to be able to have all these things done. Once they pulled inside the stable she looked at the servant. Someone she didn’t know. He must be a new hire. Psyche nodded slowly “I would like to come in. Is the Master and Mistress of the house available at this time?” She of course expected to see her parents. Well she hoped to at least. <br><br>Psyche slowly stepped off the chariot. Lifting her dress up away from the ground so as not to dirty it in the stable. She was looking around and had glanced back towards the driver as to tell him to let the horses rest. She had a feeling this was going to be a long or great visit. But the sound of foot steps pulled her attention away from him and what she saw was enough to almost bring her to her knees. A man and a woman approached. Not her mother and father. But her sister and a husband? Her sister, she was sure it was her. She looked the same but age had taken her, her hair grey and wrinkles ruined her once perfect skin. When he sister started to scream at her. yelling that she was dead and that she could not be who she says she was, Psyche almost cried. Part of her wanted to turn away, leave this place and never look back. But another part needed closer for herself and her family.<br><br>When her sisters husband started to speak to her, she didn’t say anything at first. She only looked at her sister who had fainted. But now her gaze moved to her sisters husband. “I...” she paused, trying to figure out what to say, did she lie and leave or just tell the truth. She’d always been taught to tell the truth. “I am Psyche. Your wife's sister, your sister in law and consort to God of love Eros.” She gave him a moment to let what she said sink it. “I’ve been gone a great while here, in this realm but it's only been days for me. So the shock my sisters seems to be suffering is mutual.” If her sister was this old, did that mean her parents were gone? “Do my mother and father still live?”
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