rod

most

most

soul leaving my body, and I was absolu

er to torture, and my father on occasion would encourage me to watch people being to

alive. Heard the heart wrenching shouts of pain, but nothing could

en he came back for me. I can barely remember Ares rescuing me from

t seemed like he was being so k

e I was straddling the li

that I��m pretty sure I orgasmed. He fucked me while

sly weakens a Siren, because I��m having trouble just moving on my own. He was absolutely correct, I wo

order to know who it is--it��s Ares. Nobody else would dare come in

hear his footsteps approaching me. I can��t help but

e anything worse than

in front of me, swiftly ripping the cover off of my body. His h

at least a few weeks,�� he says. The gentle praise only makes my stomac

n��t. My body��s too weak. Even if it

, his fingers starting to

out, frustrated at the fact that I can��t even comp

he says, startling me. Is he being nice to me

o

o

as raped me, beaten me within an inch of death,

e. All that strength dissipates in a moments notice when Ares��s face turns deadly.

n��t hav

e?�� he practically growls, gl

alk. Don��t make

dig into the delica

a sound, you w

Right across my face. Despite my

did I

at as he hits me again. This time I can��t ma

, Aphrodite,�� he says, his voice

le I��m doing so. And when I��m done, you will obey my command, and will speak to me. If you refuse

??? ??? ??? *

eady to sta

ays seems to be best when he��s infli

I could do was occasionally twitch away fr

watch it heal, and repeat the process. Broke my right arm four

self and others faster than most Siren��s, but Ares seems even more fascinated by

thigh pulls me o

in I just endured that I don��t

his body on

ease not this. An

n you...how about

sounds. As though he didn��t j

etter than to talk back

estions breezily. I fight the bile tha

ly, and then breezily asking m

spreading my legs. A part of me wants to beg, to plead with him not

our favorit

epha

s next question, as he slowl

ever had

well might have when he took me in the bathtub, but it��s too hazy for me to be sure about it

ckles as his hand finds its way to my core, p

my mouth to ask him to stop

�� he warns, slipping his pointer finger

y head to the side, ashamed of my position. The spartans have no sense of modesty. Thebians, h

ening until I can��t seem to bear it anymore. Just as I��m ab

ome

es start to spasm and contract around his finger as wave after wave of ple

an orgasm,

he climbs off of the bed, casts me