Back in Delphi, Orion was coming to the end of the most arduous and painfully humiliating week of his life. Still naked and on his knees, Pythia's Palace finally came into his view through a screen of trees after his long ten-mile trek and he would finally arrive before dark. His big mouth had brought this humiliation on himself and he cursed his lips for the foolish words that had passed them, bringing a week of naked shame and hurt to his whole body. Despite the sufferings in his bruised and bloodied knees as well as the tremendous thirst in his throat, he crawled faster over the sharp rocks as he grew closer. The wooden paddle still clasped firmly in between his parched lips, and eager to end his trip and move on to his ultimate quest, Orion grew hopeful. The sight of the central tower of the palace caused a smile to form on his face as he saw the end to his journey on the horizon. Covered in red welts all over his back and ass, he was a complete physical wreck and his body showed ample evidence of the considerable amount of abuse that had befallen him on his long crawl.
When he first had exited the cave of the Oracle a week earlier, crawling naked on his knees through the temple of Hecate, he thought the worst part of his punishment was going to be the humiliation of being exposed completely naked in public. His face had burned in shame knowing he must have presented quite a silly sight to the onlookers as his helplessly exposed man bits dangled in the air, unable to be covered as he had to clasp his hands on his head at all times. Here was an adult man with a large healthy erection swaying between his legs, crawling like a little boy across the temple floor with a paddle in his mouth. He knew he must have looked ridiculous and the reaction of those waiting for their own reading from the Oracle certainly confirmed his suspicions.
Most humiliating to Orion were the howls of laughter coming from the beautiful acolytes of Hecate who just hours earlier had been treating him like a king in the VIP room, and now all gathered to taunt and mock him as word of his delightful nude parade quickly spread. As more and more women came forth to tease him, Orion scrambled to exit as quickly as possible before everyone at Delphi would be a witness to his shame. Right as he reached the door of the temple, one of the beautiful Priestesses of Hecate rushed forward and blocked his way. Having just heard the proclamation of Pythia she had one more burden to add to Orion's punishment.
Stopping Orion in his path with her gorgeous body, she stood in his path blocking his way knowing he was forbidden to rise up off of his knees and therefore was helpless to escape. Stooping down she placed a small plaque around his neck and giggled as it swung over his firm muscular chest. The words still smoldering on the slate, having just been burned into the fresh fresh wood seconds earlier, they invited all wronged women to take their vengeance out on his helpless nude body. Laughing, she now stepped out of his way and allowed him to leave. Orion was relieved to be free of the crowded temple in his nude and erect state and scrambled out the door quickly. Little could he have known what mischief was going to be caused by that simple wooden sign hanging from his throat.
It became immediately obvious that this proclamation was going to cause him an infinite amount of grief when he first ran into a large group of young and rather sad looking women, all seeking advice from Pythia to heal their broken hearts. They all were quite delighted when they read the sign around his neck and cackled to themselves at the words. To his great misfortune, each one had just recently been cheated on by their hearts desire, and the sight of this handsome young man presented to them for punishment was gleefully accepted. Ordered to drop the paddle from his mouth and kiss the ground, the blows came hard and fast on his exposed ass and balls, and despite the pain, Orion stoically remained silent as they gleefully pounded out their anger on his exposed flesh. Adding insult to his injuries, when they finished he was made to kiss each girls foot and thank them for purging his sins. To his added embarrassment and shame, he continued to throb as his lips passed over each delicious toe presented for him to worship. This scene repeated itself repeatedly all week as he slowly crawled up the mountain path outside Delphi to Pythia's Palace continuously running into a seemingly endless parade of angry wronged women.
As the week progressed, Pythia could not get the thought of Orion and his naked punishment out of her mind. Each night when she returned to her Palace from the temple she made sure to ask her servants about his "progress" which they all monitored closely. Her palace was a one-hour carriage ride from the temple, or a three hour walk, but for Orion, forced to travel on his knees, it would take all seven days to complete the crawl. As each evening stories of his daily punishment filled her ears, Pythia would listen delightedly and then spent the rest of the night frigging herself into a wild frenzy in her warm scented bath. Despite taking a vow of chastity upon her admission to the college of Oracles, she still had natural womanly desires and although being largely suppressed for years, the sight of the gorgeous naked body of her former lover Orion had loudly reawakened them. Each night they were satisfied as her fingers danced over her quivering clitoris under the scented waters of her bath.
On the last day she again took her bath and imagined it was his tongue and not her fingers teasing her clit, gushing and moaning as she coaxed out orgasm after orgasm from her shaking desperate body, her own hot nectar seeping into the warm waters caressing her flesh. More exciting to Pythia however was the knowledge that Orion was not only completely naked and totally helpless but his orgasms were sealed up in his balls by his vow to Artemis forever. Adding to his torment, and her delight, was the fact that he had been severely punished by hundreds of angry women on his long humiliating odyssey to her bedroom. Imagining his aching balls desperate to shoot, and his firm tight ass covered in welts painted on by blows of so many furious females, she threw her head back and shrieked in complete bliss as her whole body shook as a giant toe curling orgasm exploded from her loins. Sighing as she smiled and sank slowly under the water, a knock was heard on the door to her chambers.
"Come in" Pythia answered, standing up and covering herself in a large cotton towel. Smirking, her chief servant stepped inside and winked.
"He is here!" she smiled, knowing that Pythia would be most pleased.
"FANTASTIC, he just made it in time!!" Pythia replied and ordered her servants to prepare him in her bed chambers. She would administer his final purge personally, but he must be made presentable first. Her command was well made as Orion was in no shape to be seen by anyone.
Finally having reached her Palace, he had literally collapsed at her front door, too exhausted and beaten to take another move forward. His body both covered in bruises and bleeding wounds, he reeked as he had not bathed in a week. His hair was matted and filthy and his beard had grown quite scraggly and long during his ordeal. Looking up at the vision above him, Orion temporarily thought he must have died and reached the fields of Elysium as five gorgeous and scantily clad women giggled and looked down on him laying prostrate on the cold rocky ground. Lifting him up, Orion groaned in pain as he stood for the first time in a week and was helped inside. Looking around, Orion was astonished at his surroundings.
Pythia obviously lived well as her enormous Palace was luxurious on every level, completely covered in dark green and black marble. Every inch of the large entrance hall was stocked with numerous statues of her patron Goddess Hecate, the glowing green eyes made of jade glinting in the dim light and seemingly following the nude form of Orion lustily as he was frog marched over the cool smooth marble floor. Fresh flowers scented the air and fountains bubbled and gurgled all around him. His mouth parched and his stomach growling, Orion smiled deeply when he was led to one of the fountains and finally allowed to drink fully and deeply. After quenching his thirst, he was led towards the servant's quarters by the five beauties who were now joined by every other female servant in the palace rushing in. Each wanting to see for themselves the nude handsome man who had earned their Mistress's wrath.
Surprised and relieved, Orion was gently lowered into a large warm vat of water while curious and sensual female hands slowly lathered his body with scented and luxurious soaps. For the first time in a week his body was gently caressed and not savagely beaten by female hands, and he foolishly hoped this was an indication of what was to come. He was of course very sadly mistaken.
Grinning as he was shaved, the servant's fingers were surprisingly gentle over his flesh and his body reacting as one would expect and he was once again throbbing and hard. Stifled female giggles only aroused him further as he was washed thoroughly, sighing deeply as he was scrubbed clean of filth from every inch of his body. Orion thought this could only be better if he could act upon his urges which he knew he could not due to his oath to Artemis. Despite his frustration, the feel of so many loving female hands on his body pleased him deeply and he grinned deeply at the sensations waltzing over his pain racked body.
Lifted out of the bath, he was instructed to spread his legs and arms wide to allow them to dry his man bits thoroughly. He winced slightly as the towels brushed over his tortured ass and back, the still fresh wounds raw and angry from his relentless beatings. As healing oils and salves were applied to his wounds, Orion groaned appreciatively as for the first time in seven days his body was not throbbing in pain. Amazingly the elixir almost instantly healed his wounds, returning his body to the state it was in before his trials. Once treated, a gorgeous and quite curvy brunette brought him a plate of cheese, honey and bread which he instantly devoured, having not eaten since his ordeal began.
Despite the embarrassment of being naked around the five clothed and beautiful women, Orion was happy to be finally eating again, his pangs of hunger only having added to his other more brutal torments. As he ravenously devoured his meal, the five women began asking about his ordeal, and all were especially curious about his status as a chaste Priest of Artemis. His face flushed pink as they asked questions about his forced chastity and his cock smacked hard against the hard oak of the table as he was interrogated. He literally jumped out of his seat as he felt a pair of tiny skilled toes begin to circle his balls.
