Orion was the only passenger on the ship now speeding towards Arcadia. Ever since Artemis had returned from Olympus, angry and obsessed with the capture of Demetrius, not only had her blessings ceased, but so had the stream of young female initiates to her wild isolated island, so new arrangements needed to be made for his passage. Being on a mission from both the King of Ephesus and the High Priestess of Artemis, a private ship was hired at considerable expense to take him to Arcadia alone. Throughout the journey from Ephesus, the captain and crew grew more and more nervous as they approached the island, not wanting to have anything to do with Artemis, Arcadia or Orion, their minds full of fear of the Goddess and her infamous curses and legendary hatred of men. Finally, as dawn broke over the Aegean, the misty and beautiful Arcadia loomed on the horizon.
Sleeping in his cabin, Orion was stirred by the Captain himself. "Wake up sir, we are here. You will have to swim the last mile to shore alone as there is NO WAY I am risking my ship or my crew on this mission. I don't care HOW much money King Croessus paid! Men are NOT allowed on Arcadia, so I will not land."
Irritated and sleepy, Orion groggily got out of his bed. Being early autumn, the air was cool and crisp and he did not relish this unexpected icy morning swim. Gathering up his gear and tying it together tightly in a waterproof leather bag, he went up on the top deck and scrambled over the side. The crew said nothing as he entered the water and began to swim, but once he was away from the side of the boat, they immediately turned out to sea and began to rapidly sail away. Whatever else was going to happen, he knew he was stuck here unless he could find a way off later.
It took an hour to swim to the beach as the currents in this part of the sea were quite strong. Landing on the beach, he emerged exhausted from the surf and lay down on the warm sand to dry himself in the late September sun. He had heard the legends about Arcadia, as had everyone in the Greek world, but the tales did not do justice to the reality. Now that summer was over, the land was ablaze in bright oranges, crimson reds and warm yellows, the leaves changing here before the mainland. No buildings or monuments appeared anywhere in his sight, as it appeared the entire island was left completely to the wild, an appropriate monument to the Goddess of wild untamed nature herself.
His instructions were to head inland to the center of Arcadia to meet with the Goddess. There were no manmade structures anywhere on the island to act as a landmark, but Artemis would know he was there and would appear to him when she was ready. Walking slowly inland, his senses were overloaded with the cascading scents and sights of this wild paradise. Fresh ripe apples perfumed the air that wafted over his nose, and the full glorious colors of fall pleased his eyes. Fully laden fruit trees provided him nourishment on his journey, and wild grape vines were literally everywhere. Sitting beneath an olive tree near the center of the island, he could not believe his eyes when only fifteen yards away stood a herd of the finest deer he had ever seen wandered into the clearing. They showed no fear of his presence and just casually munched on the long golden grass in the field, almost mocking him with their nonchalant attitude. This was too much for his hunter's instincts, and he slowly opened his bag and withdrew his bow. Taking aim, he let the arrow fly right towards a stunningly large twelve-point buck in the center of the herd, the missile heading straight towards the magnificent beast's neck.
Right as the arrow was about to hit its mark, flying silently and deadly through the air, Artemis, regaled in her own hunting attire suddenly appeared in front of the herd and snatched the arrow out of the air. "Good shot Orion!" she laughed as she watched him immediately drop to the ground in terror.
Orion's mind went blank. There before him, beautiful beyond description, stood Artemis, topless and clad in a simple leather thong, she radiated raw divine power. Instantly he became erect, despite his recent initiation, and threw himself down hard onto the ground in worship. He was brave by nature, but coming face to face with such a powerful Goddess, filled him with utter terror.
Artemis squinted her eyes narrowly as she looked at Orion prostrate on the ground, and looking over his form, smiled. He was certainly not like the other male initiates to her cult and obviously had just proved he had the hunting skills required for this quest. Standing tall in the meadow she called out. "Arise Orion, I will not kill you. Come forward so I can get a good look at you."
Trembling, Orion got up and began to walk towards the Goddess, still surrounded by deer, who seemed to take no notice of his presence as they playfully licked Artemis's hand. As he approached her, when he was about ten feet from her presence, he dropped again to his knees and held out his hands in supplication causing Artemis to grin.
Closing his eyes, he began offering a prayer to Artemis but stopped when he heard giggling coming from behind him.
"So Mistress Artemis, is this the hunter your Priestess told you about? He certainly is a Hottie, I am surprised he agreed to the initiation!" the beautiful Tiso giggled out as she walked up behind him, running her fingers through his hair as she approached Artemis.
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Looking at Orion more closely, Artemis nodded. "It is true Tiso, he certainly doesn't fit the template for the sissy boys and geezers we normally get. Perhaps he doesn't like girls?" she laughed.
"Or maybe he has a small dick?" one of the other nymphs called out as they all laughed.
Artemis giggled at this comment and turned back towards her new male servant, trembling on his knees in the meadow. "Orion, open your eyes and stand up. My nymphs and I want to inspect you. My loyal priestess Lydia claimed you were worthy of serving me, but I need to check myself."
As Orion stood up, his cock twitched as he opened his eyes. Artemis was now surrounded, not just by the gorgeous Tiso, but also all of her equally beautiful nymphs, each one worthy of worship in their own right and each stunningly attractive. All were not only beautiful but also barely clad in their leather skins like the Goddess, and they looked at him more with curiosity than with lust. He however could not control his normal male instincts, and began to grow painfully hard under his tunic.
Tiso giggled as she spied his growing erection and taunted him. "You know Orion; we do not allow our initiates to wear clothing when on holy ground. What do you think Goddess, don't you think he is a bit overdressed?"
Artemis nodded. "He is! Now, if he is going to serve me, we will have to FULLY inspect him for flaws." Pointing at Orion, totally surrounded by her curious wood nymphs, she commanded "NOW STRIP!!!!"
Orion certainly was not ashamed of his body, and before his ability to orgasm had been given to the Goddess as his sacrifice, he had been quite the ladies' man, but he was still nervous. He did not know whether his erection, which he certainly could not control, would be considered an insult to the virginal Divinity, and he began to lightly sweat as he removed his shoes. Tossing his sandals into a pile beside him, he carefully pulled his simple cloth tunic over his head and added it to the hill of clothes. Now clad only in a tiny loincloth, he nervously untied the sides and dropped it into the mound of cloth and leather. Now stark naked, he cupped his cock and balls in his hand, trying to hide his arousal with much difficulty.
Tiso growled, as she indicated her approval. "My my my!" she cooed as she walked forward towards the sweating and now blushing Orion. Running her hand down his muscular back, her delicate hands squeezed his hard marbled ass and she squealed. "Mistress Artemis, he is obviously quite athletic. You should come feel this fine ass!"
The other nymphs, having only seen one other naked male in their life (Demetrius) now joined Tiso around Orion. He was sweating profusely now as seven pairs of hands attached to seven gorgeous nymphs now pinched and stroked his legs, chest and stomach. Fingers tweaked his nipples and stroked his pectoral muscles. Curious and probing hands stroked and felt every ripple of his chest and stomach muscles, caressing each ridge of his impressive six pack. Other fingers ran up and down his inner thigh, feeling his strong muscles flex and quiver as he struggled to maintain his composure. His eyes closed, he fought his mind as images of him throwing these beauties to the ground and plunging his desperate cock into their wet holes flashed through his brain.
Artemis was bemused by this whole display. As a Goddess, she could read his mind and was quite impressed by what she witnessed. His whole sexual life was laid out for the Goddess, as she saw hundreds of the beautiful women Orion had fucked parade before her inner vision. He was a phenomenon, and she could not fathom that a man like this, obviously at the peak of his attractiveness and sexual prowess and equally obvious quite a lover of women would give it all away to become her follower. Lydia would definitely receive her blessings now, as this was beyond what she could ever have expected. Waving her hand, she shewed her nymphs away from the now trembling and painfully aroused Orion.
