Demetrius woke early, the distinct sound of clanking metal waking him from a beautiful and sound sleep, made even more beautiful by having the gorgeous ass of Calisto planted right in his face as he woke up. Despite the beautiful scenery of her curvy posterior mere inches from his face, he was definitely now on high alert. Peeking through the leaves of the bush he and Calisto had taken refuge in, he saw five figures off in the distance walking down the beach. It was obvious they had not seen them, so he gently nudged Calisto awake, placing his finger on her lips to indicate her need for silence. Pointing to the men on the beach, he whispered the plan they had discussed earlier reminding her to stay hidden until he sent back for her. There was food and water for several days, and the spot was well hidden, so she would be safe. Calisto's eyes moistened, as she was quite scared, having a sense that something was not right, but kissing him deeply wished him luck.
Waiting until the coast was clear, he waded silently into the cove and starting swimming down the shoreline of the beach. Wrapping himself in seaweed, he thrashed violently in the surf, making sure that anyone watching would have the impression that he had been recently shipwrecked. Sure enough, his violent splashes and yells attracted the crowd's attention. Feigning being a half-drowned lost fisherman, he put on his best act and coughed and wheezed as he floundered naked on the beach. Looking up he saw that the crowd was not fishermen as he had expected, but fully armed men. The metal sound he had heard earlier were shields, not fishing gear and from the looks on their faces they were not amused by his sudden appearance on their island.
Flying high over the Aegean, Mercury tried desperately to spot Aetolia, his cell phone continuing to buzz as more and more frantic texts continued to stream in from the eternally demanding Zeus.
Zeus: WRU?
Zeus: Bring the astroglide, not the vaseline
Zeus: What treats feather allergies?
Zeus: I need corn seed, 4 small cantaloupes, 3 dolphins, and a very tiny Nubian
Zeus: Do NOT forget those tweezers
Exasperated, he finally spotted it right on the coast of the Aegean. Floating down he heard the giggling even from fifty feet away. The Palace of Thestius (her father) was enormous, and Leda's quarters were simply stunning in their luxury. She had her own private apartment separate from the rest of the Palace, and it was perfectly set up for her frequent Trysts with Zeus, private, luxurious and well stocked with all of the wine one could ever wish to drink. Leda was quite spoiled and pampered as everything she could ever desire was usually provided right away by her overindulgent father.
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Standing on her flower choked veranda, Mercury nervously approached the door, the obvious sounds of wild fucking blasting from inside. Putting his ear to the door, he wanted to gauge where they were in the process before knocking. He learned long ago to always knock, since he could never know exactly what he might walk in on. Having worked for Zeus for literally eons, he was well versed with the standard drill. Total pussy hound that he was, Zeus burned through literally thousands of women over the years, and it was alway he, Mercury, who had the unenviable task to clean up his messes. When he heard the honking, he rolled his eyes. "Not the Swan routine again!"
Back on Olympus, the party was OVER! Hera, her eyes glowing red with fury stood amongst the throng and glowered. After Persephone's sudden revelation about the nature of Demetrius's immortality, everyone was very uncomfortable, especially since Hephaestus had just stormed down the hill. Togas were quickly returning to their non-erected state.
Artemis, not satisfied with this information continued her interrogation. "OK, that explains WHY he is immortal, but why won't my magic work on him?"
Hera's words cut through the air like a knife. Humiliated in front of the Ambassador from Egypt, she was disgusted, EXTREMELY disgusted with all of her "children", her horny, excessive, spoiled and stupid "children". "Artemis" she exasperatedly said "Please leave. You have done enough damage here." Looking at Amphrite, still naked on the ground and Persephone, continuing to wipe blood away from her mouth pointed at them both. "Ladies, my office NOW!!!! As for everyone else, you don't have to go home, but you can't stay here, so GET OUT! "
Shuffling around like lost puppies, the crowd began to disperse. Pan, drink snatched out of his hand by Ganymede who was desperately cleaning up, turned to Dionysius. "Dude, This bites!"
A bemused Dionysius had to nod his head. "That it does Pan, that it does. But, you have to admit, this was one for the history books". he joked as he slapped Pan on the back.
"Di-Di, it was EPIC Man, EPIC!" Pan laughed as they both started strolling down the hill through the debris of the revelry. Artemis had not left yet, as she walked over to Ganymede and snatched a goblet of wine nectar from his tray and quaffed it down in one swig.
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"Mistress Artemis, Glorious Goddess of the Hunt, uh, Hera really wants us to clean up now, soooooooo" the nervous Ganymede stammered as he tried to hint that it was time for her to go. She towered over him and he himself felt the stirring in his own toga as she still was naked, and apparently unashamed at being observed. Her gorgeous body was certainly nothing to be ashamed of. Her long, lean muscular legs stood parted with a hand on her hip and another grasping her goblet, she was a pure vision of raw sensual beauty. Sweat coated her whole body and it glistened in the late afternoon glow, a delicious bead dangling right on the tip of her red, ripe left nipple. Ganymede tried to remain cool, but could not stop staring at her firm full breasts staring him right in the face.
Snapping her fingers to get his attention Artemis barked "Eyes up here Perve! Make yourself useful and go get me a plate of Ambrosia". Ganymede tried to focus on her eyes, but kept drifting south, her tits just far too tempting. Worried that her continued presence on Olympus would cause trouble, and wanting to please Hera, he also was powerless to MAKE her go so he scurried off to retrieve some food for her request. Perhaps if she got what she wanted she would go away faster. Drinking down another goblet quickly, she sensed a pair of eyes on her. Looking lovely and breezy in her innocence was Aurai, sky nymph of the winds, and she was shyly making her approach. Looking her up and down, Artemis was pleased as she was stunningly beautiful.
"Mistress Artemis, I may have a suggestion on how you can find out why Demetrius is immune to your spells." Aurai asked, obviously spellbound herself by Artemis's beauty. Raising an eyebrow, the Goddess indicated with a hand motion that she should continue. "I would bet Hecate may have some special knowledge about this. Being Goddess of the dark arts, she is quite powerful in this area, and, she may have a similar vendetta about this "Demetrius" as I heard a rumor that she had had some kind of run in with him already."
Artemis grinned. Aurai had a good suggestion and one she had not thought of before. Hecate probably would be able to help out. She would set out to meet with the dreaded Goddess of Black Magic tonight. Touching the cheek of the obviously smitten Aurai, she thanked her. The sky nymph was thrilled at the touch of the Goddess, and blushing, scampered away. Artemis, shaking her head at the gorgeous tight young ass running down the hill sighed "So young, So innocent, If only there were more time". Her erotic thoughts about the Nymph were interrupted by the feel of a hand on her shoulder.
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