Aphrodite's Curse

Demetrius, along with every other person in Greece at that time, was very familiar with the heifer of Hera as it was the most famous farm animal in the world, being milked daily for the breakfast of the Goddess. He like most was unaware as to the story behind it. Hera, Goddess of the Home and domestic life and the perpetually wronged wife of Zeus, was one of the most powerful and feared of all of the Gods. Her wrath had thwarted even the great Hercules, and the jealousy and rage that she felt towards the objects of her husband's desire was legendary. Io had been just such a conquest by Zeus and her indiscretion earned her the punishment of the vengeful Goddess by foolishly fucking her husband in a moment of weakness.

Legendary in her beauty, especially her large breasts and curvy womanly figure, Io had been a beautiful royal Princess with semi-divine roots herself. Lusted after persistently by Zeus, she finally submitted to his divine charms but was caught in the act when Hera unexpectedly returned home earlier than expected. Zeus, in his lame attempt to hide his adultery, transformed the lovely Io from a beautiful princess into a pure white Heifer, which Hera then demanded as a gift. Knowing it was one of the lovers of her husband, she decided to place Io in her own temple under strict guard and have her faithful daughters milk it every morning. Somehow knowing that the warm breast milk of her husband's lover slaked her thirst every day for breakfast satisfied Hera's twisted sense of justice. The curse on Io had been placed thousands of years ago, and the poor girl had been in Heifer form, milked daily for as long as she could remember. She hoped that one day someone could break the spell and once again she could regain her human form.

This was the next quest for Demetrius, milking the sacred cow and obtaining its gifts. He needed one gallon for the ceremony of release, and he stole several strong wineskins that would easily carry the load. Little did he realize that by drinking the milk, he would not only be granted the temporary ability to fly, but also would release Io, as her milk being consumed by a mere man would break her curse. Her sacred milk also had miraculous healing powers that made it a prize worthy of almost any man to acquire, only the fear of Hera prevented any from attempting it. Milking her would be the easy part; getting to the stable, obtaining the milk and escaping with his life was another. He was right to be scared of Hera as her punishments were legendary.

Landing off the west coast of Thessaly, he hid his boat in a remote cove and headed inland to the mountains. The temple of Hera was located at the foot of Mount Olympus, and was enormous, having taken many millions of drachmas, all donated from every King of Greece. Few were not leery of offending Hera and all competed for her favors. Prominent families from all over the Greek world sent their daughters to be Priestesses at the temple, as the position was very prominent and imbued much honor and status on the family.

The temple looked more like a fortress than a place of worship, as its high walls were topped with multiple female guards, all armed with longbows that could take out any intruder from at least 300 yards away. Inside the main gate was an enormous bronze bowl 30 feet at its diameter that was continuously lit and fed an unending stream of animal sacrifices to the Goddess. The Priestesses all wore robes of white silk, their hair pulled back severely indicating their devotion to the Matronly Hera. Surveying the layout from the bushes, Demetrius made his attack plan. The stables were visible even from the forest, and if he used the ring of invisibility, he should be able to have enough time to slip inside the gate and run to his destination. Once inside, he hoped he would find it empty as he had no way of knowing if it was also guarded inside. Obtaining the milk would be relatively easy, but escaping would be difficult. He knelt down; palms upturned, head down and prayed.

"Oh Glorious and Beautiful Goddess Aphrodite, have mercy on your unworthy servant. Look Kindly on me, and hear my humble plea. In your infinite wisdom and grace, pour out your protection on your unworthy supplicant and protect me in my quest."

Before he stood up, he had to add "And if in your divine mercy you could see that I, your most desperate follower might release my seed, I would forever be in your debt and service." He doubted this last prayer would be answered, as it never was regardless of how often he begged, but it did not hurt to ask. He did think his first prayer might, as so far in his journey he had been incredibly fortunate. He could only hope that his luck would continue to hold out.

As the temple was entirely staffed with the most desirable women in Greece, each selected for temple service from the wealthiest and most distinguished families of the nobility it was a cornucopia of beauty. Demetrius felt the familiar stirring in his cock as he feasted his eyes on these delicious sights knowing his dick always had a mind of its own and once again started to throb. Looking down at it as if it was not attached to his body, Demetrius just shook his head in frustration. If only he thought, if only. He thought about revealing himself and hoping that his naked form would please the women and they could be seduced into helping him, but he had second thoughts. It was well known that the servants to Hera all were very chaste, and most did not favor the company of men. He figured his charms from Aphrodite would have little effect here, so he decided to rely on his ring of invisibility instead.

Turning the ring on his hand, Demetrius ran quickly towards the gate once he dematerialized. He did not have much time, and as he remembered he only had 15 minutes before the spell ran out, not recharging for 2 months. His heart almost seized when the gate was almost locked in his face, but he made it in just in time. Quickly making his way through the crowd, his bobbing and erect cock accidently brushed the arm of one of the worshippers, and she quickly turned to see what had touched her. Seeing nothing, she continued her chants of worship and praise to Hera.

The low moo of cows alerted Demetrius the direction to run, and just as he entered the stables, the invisibility spell ran out. Fortunately for him, the barn was abandoned except for a beautiful white heifer chained in the center. Once he laid eyes on the creature, he knew this was what he had come for and removed the wineskins from his bag. As he approached her he was entranced by the beast's eyes, as they did not look like the belonged to an animal but were tender and intelligent, almost human. As he walked towards it, he swore he saw the heifer lick its lips and look at his body with lust. Was he imaging this? Had he been cum denied so long that he was beginning to hallucinate? Stroking his firm hands over the cows back, she shivered and leaned in to his linger in his touch. Grasping her udder and placing the tip inside his wine skin, Demetrius gently stroked and squeezed, coaxing the milk easily from the animal. Moos softly emanated from her, and Demetrius swore they sounded more like moans of pleasure from a woman having sex and not the grunt he would expect from a freshly milked cow. The first wineskin filled, Demetrius quickly filled another as safety.

The smell of the hot milk was enticing, and although he no longer had the need for food or drink due to his immortal status, he longed to taste it as it reminded him of home. Leaning down underneath the animal, he gently grasped an udder in his mouth and closed his eyes in pleasure as the warm milk rushed down his throat. The taste was more delicious than he remembered, and he ran his hand over the stomach and other udders of the cow, thanking her in the only way he knew.

Suddenly, a glowing gold mist started flowing out of her pores and quickly enveloped her body. Demetrius was startled and quickly backed up looking on curiously as before his eyes Ion returned to her human form. Demetrius had broken the spell and the vision that stood before him was stunning. She was absolutely beautiful and also deliciously and completely naked. Her large enticing breasts swung free and invited worship. Stunned by what he was witnessing, and convinced she was some sort of Goddess, he quickly dropped to his knees. Stepping forward, she lifted his chin with her foot and had him look up at her.

"Thank you whoever you are!" she squealed as she pulled him to his feet and deep throated him in a toe curling kiss. Being the first man she had seen for centuries, and the fact that he was the most gorgeous man on earth at the time, Io's pussy instantly gushed as she got immediately very wet with desire. Demetrius's cock also was wild with denied desire now, and throbbed uncontrollably as it brushed against her stomach. Bending down, he took a delicious nipple in his mouth and tasted the hot milk still beading on the tip. Sucking her hard nipple into his lips, he teased it lightly with his tongue. Shaking his head clear, he realized he must move forward with his mission, sadly he would have to delay his worship of the glorious breasts of Io.

"What is your name?" he asked and she told him and then related her whole tragic story, as he did his to her. "Io, we do not have much time, do you know hidden way out of the temple?" She shrugged that she had not left the barn for as long as her memory could go, so she was not able to assist. She did tell him that her milk could be used for their escape as it gave those who drank it the temporary ability to fly. Hearing the milk maids coming into the barn, both looked at each other with panic in their eyes, their plans for escape would have to wait.

Demetrius told Io to go and hide in the rafters as he had a plan. Walking back to Io's stall, he popped one of the acorns in his mouth and to Io's amazement, appeared to transform into the same white cow she had been trapped as for so long. It was only a disguise, but it was pure genius. Demetrius realized that if the heifer was discovered missing, every guard in the temple would have been on high alert. They needed to have the guards on low alert at least until they could make their escape.

To Demetrius his appearance seemed unchanged and he prayed that it would be convincing enough. The transformation had just completed when the two daughters of Hera entered the barn. So guarded had been Io that Hera had not allowed any human to touch her for centuries, giving the task of her daily milking to her two loyal daughters Hebe and Enyo. Demetrius gulped when the two beautiful divine creatures entered the room. They were beyond gorgeous, both with flowing long blonde hair and curvy womanly figures, barely covered by their transparent gowns made of pure spun silk. His cock, dangling helplessly between his legs ached for their touch and pulsed in anticipation. To the two Goddesses his cock appeared as the nipple to his udder (which in reality were his balls) but Io watching from the rafters recognized what was going on. She could not take her eyes off of his stiff nipple and the full udders, slowly fingering herself watching them dangle so enticingly in front of her, wishing she could milk him herself with her mouth.

Once the Goddesses placed the silver bucket under him, and sat down on stools preparing for his milking, Demetrius grew extremely worried. Although he was well disguised, so well even the two Goddesses could not see through it, he knew they were expecting warm milk and this he could not provide. Thinking his cock was the nipple, they would be stroking him soon, and he knew he would not be able to "produce". How long they would attempt to extract it from him was a mystery, and he braced himself for a very rough, long teasing hand job. He did not know at the time just how long it was going to be.

The younger Goddess Hebe (goddess of youth) firmly took his cock her hand stroking it gently up and down. Instantly Demetrius recognized just what extreme danger he was in, as the sensation of the soft warm divine flesh of the palm of the Goddess on his tortured and denied cock sent powerful waves of pleasure through his body. Without thinking he emitted a loud groan, which to the others sounded like an appreciative moo. Reaching between his legs to feel his "udders" Hebe grinned.

"Io is very full this morning Enyo (Goddess of destruction) come feel," Hebe asked.

Enyo, the older sister was equally beautiful but much less friendly in appearance. Squeezing his "udders" harshly she nodded, but pointing to the empty bucket commanded her sister to hurry up. Their mother would be awake soon and she would be expecting her milk.

Hebe stroked faster and began to squeeze the udders, trying to force the milk out but to no effect. The cow appeared to not want to cooperate this morning, although from the shaking of its body and constant mooing, it was obvious that the milking was quite pleasurable. Demetrius struggled to not run away as this was pure torment. Every stroke from the Goddess on his cock sent shudders through his body as he instantly hovered on the edge of orgasm. Had he not been under the curse of Aphrodite he would have filled that bucket many times over, but the curse was strong and his release was safely locked away. His seed boiled in his "udders" and slammed against the block in a vain desperation to shoot. Although his curse prevented orgasm, it did not prevent leakage, and the pressure in his testicles was too much to contain. The "milk" he produced was a steady but small stream of pre-cum oozing out of his "nipple". Finally, after two hours a tiny puddle of his pre-cum coated the bottom of the bucket.

Enyo looked at the pitifully small amount at the bottom of the bucket and frowned. Looking out of the large windows in the barn, she saw the sky turn light pink as dawn was rapidly approaching. Hera would be furious if they did not get more than this, and they did not have much time to obtain it at this pace. Wondering if something was wrong with the "cow" she bent between its legs and licked the nipple, tasting for any signs of trouble, noticing that when she did an even louder moo shot out of the beast. Rubbing her hands over the udders, everything seemed in order but it appeared that the heifer may have a blockage.

"Sister," Enyo spoke. "We need to speed this up as there appears to be a problem. Fetch me the salve of Demeter and the staff of Cronus". Io, hiding in the rafters almost gasped out loud when she heard this and wished she could warn poor Demetrius. At the same time however her pussy gushed its nectar on the floor as she imagined the sensations he was going to feel in his poor locked cock. The Goddesses were convinced that the cow had a blockage and would apply the salve to his nipples and udders (cock and balls). She had had this treatment before and it was both wonderful and terrible at the same time. The salve multiplies all sensation a thousand times, so that each stroke felt like a thousand. When the salve had been used on her in the past, she erupted a gallon of milk instantly as the sensations on her breasts were beyond human description. She cupped her right tit remembering when it had been used on her years earlier and softly squeezed her erect nipple, closing her eyes in pleasure as more nectar poured out of her. She feared for poor Demetrius as she knew what was actually being Milked and could only imagine what terrible erotic torture he was suffering.

Both Goddesses dipped his udders and nipple into the salve and the shock of overwhelming sensations on his tortured male equipment caused him to try to run. "Now now Io, don't get fussy." Hebe cooed as her sister tied Demetrius to posts in the floor, thus making him completely helpless and exposed, his tortured equipment dangling vulnerably beneath him. The salve now applied, the strokes were each like lightning bolts from Zeus into his balls. Each touch sent him writhing in erotic agony and he bucked and kicked, moaning uncontrollably as he was "milked" for the next twenty minutes. At the end of this, both Goddesses looked at the bucket and were dismayed. He was continuously leaking now, but there was less than a thimble full of pre-cum in the bucket. It would take years at this rate to gather a gallon.

"Enough!" Enyo shrieked in frustration. "Hebe, place the staff of Cronus in the ground and activate it." Dutifully she complied and at once a blue electric sparks flew from the staff and illuminated the barn, whirling in a circle they surrounding Demetrius and the two Goddesses. Cronus was one of the Old Gods, predating the Olympians; and was the creator and master of time. Those who used his staff could create a bubble in the cosmos where time itself stopped. The slow progress of Demetrius's milking would require ages to complete and as dawn approached it was time that was in short supply.

Demetrius was beyond horny at this moment, every neuron in his cum denied brain firing off in explosions of pleasure every second making him more desperate to shoot his seed than ever before. All of his prior torments paled in comparison to this one, and as he struggled to maintain his sanity he offered up again a hopeless prayer to Aphrodite for release. He saw the blue sparks but did not understand what was happening. In his delusional horny state, he thought he saw a fly suddenly freeze in mid-air before him, stopping dead in mid-flight. He could not know at the time, but it would become evident very soon, that he now was trapped inside a time bubble and the Goddesses were determined to get their gallon of milk no matter how long it took.