"BITCH!!!!! I know you are in here, so come out NOW!!!" Artemis screamed as she stomped thorough the empty reception hall of Hecate. Huge and imposing, the desolate palace was even more desolate than usual today as it was completely empty. Her frustration growing as no sound was heard she yelled even louder. "BITCH!!!!! GET YOUR BONY MOLDY ASS OUT HERE NOW!!!!"
As she screamed in rage, her voice echoed through the long dark marble halls, her words repeating and warping as it reverberated down the cavernous black marble side chambers. Looking around slowly, her eyes peered into the dim surroundings, looking for any sign of life. Her ears scanning the environment for any sound of movement, Artemis was on full alert, her great Huntress skills tingling as she relished both finding and then punishing both Demetrius AND then Hecate.
Artemis was a supremely harsh and unforgiving Goddess, and once her blood was "up" there was no persuading her to stop until her mission was complete. As she stomped through the hall, she resembled Hephaestus's giant bronze servant Talos; merciless, relentless and unstoppable on the quest for Demetrius. Growing more and more angry as she moved through the vacant reception hall, she suddenly spun around and pulled her bow back taut as she heard the rattling of something in the inky black darkness.
"Goddess Artemis! What a pleasure to see you again. To what do we owe this great honor?" came the creaking voice of Xicar from the black void. Walking into view, Artemis sneered as she viewed his bony face and withered black robed form stroll down the dank hall.
"OH, it's YOU again." Artemis huffed as she recognized Hecate's chief lackey. "Where is your BITCH boss? I have some serious business to discuss with her and cannot screw around and waste any more time, ESPECIALLY with YOU."
Xicar smiled his great grim toothy grin as he looked at the Goddess in the hall. Dressed in her hunting garb, the steward could not help but glance longingly up her delicious bare feet and long muscular legs to her flat rippled stomach. Just a tiny bit of leopard skin covered her no doubt glorious pussy and even more glorious full feminine breasts, just barely concealed under the thin brief fabric. The sight of the scantily clad Artemis got the bony Xicar even BONIER and he casually adjusted his robe to cover the evidence. Few Olympians ever visited Hecate and to have the beautiful Huntress Goddess suddenly appear in his midst, and so alluringly clad, was a huge thrill.
"Oh, I must apologize Beautiful Divinity, but Mistress Hecate is OUT today. Sadly, I fear I do not know when she will be back or where she went either. The palace is completely empty, as she let all of the Nymphs off, leaving only ME here to take care of things while she is gone." As he spoke, the now completely smitten Xicar could not remove his leering bulging eyes from staring intensely at the inviting glorious cleavage of the Goddess before him.
Hearing him speak, and feeling his lustful gaze on her body only enraged Artemis more, but she held her fire and lowered her bow. She knew he was lying since she noticed that as his smoky lustful stare devoured her form, his twitching right eyebrow was his big tell. Using all of her divine willful concentration and suppressing her absolute natural feelings of disgust and revulsion at his body, Artemis forced a friendly smile onto her face.
"All alone then eh? Well, do you mind if I wait for Hecate to return?" she cooed as she flashed him her biggest sexiest smile and opened her large brown eyes wide to gaze at him.
"No, NO, of course not, why, OH, do you want a drink Goddess?" he sputtered in a flummoxed outburst. "Mistress Hecate has quite an impressive collection of fine wines in her cellar!" he continued to blubber as he hoped against hope she would stay for a drink. In his stark white skull his fantasy was already heating up as he reveled in the idea of spending an evening alone with such a beatific vision. When she winked and nodded, he felt his bony withered cock lurch upwards in hopeful and dramatically overly optimistic anticipation.
"Sounds LOVELY Xicar, and say, since it is getting late, why don't you bring back TWO glasses!"
His head swimming, the skeletal servant bounded off, quickly returning with a large Amphora of red delicious Merlot and two skull formed goblets. Artemis, purring like a kitten sat down on one of the steps to the upper palace and took the goblet from his bony fingers. Drinking it down, she sighed loudly as she crooked her finger and beckoned him to join her.
"DELICIOUS Xicar, absolutely DELICIOUS!" Artemis gasped as she held her goblet out for a refill. Over the next hour, she and Xicar quickly polished off the bottle, and it was obvious to Artemis that her bony little horny pursuer was growing quite bold as he succumbed to the siren song of the grape.
Slurring his words now, he gushed. "Artfmis, youse so pretty! If I worfed in your Palace I would consider myself the most bleffed of all of the servants to the Gods."
Grinning with difficulty at his pitiful attempt at seduction, Artemis snaked her bare foot over to his leg and began to run her toes up his robe. Reaching his crotch, she felt the bone hard bulge throbbing through the black burlap and giggled. "Oh MY Xicar, SOOOOO big! Why if you worked for me, I would give you some very SPECIAL duties to match your obviously superior administrative abilities."
Snapping upright, Xicar gasped as she ran her foot over his hard cock, now sobering up rapidly. "What kind of special duties?"
Now lifting her foot out of his crotch, she walked her toes up his chest and began running her sole over his left bony cheek. "Well, that all depends boy. What kind of skills do you have? I always appreciate an efficient and loyal servant like YOU obviously are, it is nice to daydream about well, you know." Pausing for dramatic effect, from the corner of her eye she could see his black robe pulsing as he took her bait. "How would you take care of your Goddess if you worked for ME? How would you prove yourself WORTHY?"
His mind spinning, the drunken and now insanely aroused Xicar could no longer help himself as he instantly grabbed Artemis's foot and began to cover it in a wet shower of icy cold skeletal kisses. As he worshipped her sole, the Goddess continued, using all of her powers to fake enthusiasm at his erotic efforts. "Oh Xicar!!!! Mmmmmmm, that feels so good. Why, I might just have to steal you away from Hecate now you bad boy." Giggling as his snakelike tongue tickled her foot she continued. "Yes, I definitely would put you to GOOD use, something far more appropriate to your obvious talents. But alas, despite your excellent body skills, it is a shame you haven't been entrusted as a TRUE chief steward. I really do need one of those, if only...."
Lifting his bony face from her foot he cried. "What do you mean Domina? I AM the chief steward of Hecate!!! I run this palace like a finely oiled machine for Hecate, so I could EASILY fill your position."
Placing her foot firmly into his face Artemis laughed. "You are getting me quite wet Xicar, QUITE WET, and that alone might be enough to recommend you, but NO. In order to be a TRUE chief steward you have to know where your Goddess is at all times. Since you don't know where Hecate is, and obviously she did not trust you enough to tell you, perhaps someone ELSE has that position. Is anyone else here, perhaps I should check THEIR skills out!"
Laughing, Xicar continued running his withered cold tongue up the side of her foot as he spoke. "HA! That is where you are WRONG Domina. Hecate trusts me with everything and I know exactly where she is AT ALL TIMES. In fact I gave her the map to Prometheus's mountain myself just this morning!!!!"
Hearing this Artemis smiled, but this smile was different, as it was now a very satisfied smirk. Kicking him hard in the face, the shocked Xicar fell back onto his back, his throbbing bony cock clearly visible through his robe. "Thanks for the tip PIG!" the Goddess screamed in disgust as she leapt to her feet and stormed out of the palace. Reaching the courtyard outside, she saw that night had come and she instantly launched herself into the dark early evening skies on her journey to the mountain of Prometheus.
Back in his palace overlooking Athens, as the evening wore on, Archimedes and Hephaestus were having a spectacular evening of sheer epical proportions. For thousands of years afterward, traveling bards entertained countless audiences with the bawdy tales of the almost indescribable erotic excess that took place within his palace walls. Threesomes, foursomes, and so on were indulged with relish, swirling into a panoply of insane pleasurable delights taking place that fateful night, so fantastical that eventually truth melted slowly into myth over time. Few times have the Gods descended to earth to party with humans, and this was one of those Ephinanies that would be forever memorialized in art and song. Wine flowed and songs were sung, and with a liberal helping of the most beautiful women on earth being thoroughly enjoyed all night by both God and Man, Archimedes would no doubt be the most envied man on earth. From that day forward until now, the Solstice Season has forever been known as the happiest time on earth.