Chapter 13
"Damn it! This bitch is totally tapped out!"
Bleary-eyed and with her head swirling from far too much drink, Euphrosyne woke up and leaned forward on her elbows as she was awoken by the cry. Slowly glancing over at Amphrite desperately stroking the brown branch of the withered cactus she yawned deeply as she tried to shake the fog out of her head. Holding her temples in her hand, she felt dizzy and although slurry, she discovered that she was mercifully still able to talk.
"What do you mean it is tapped out? This cave is beyond the reach of time you know! That cactus should never run out." Smacking her lips, she smiled and added "Plus, I am still thirsty Bee-yotch, so just squeeze that thing a little harder and bring some of that delicious Margarita over here pronto!"
Wobbling unsteadily on the small island arising from the center of the cave springs, Amphrite yelled back. "Hey Bitch, I am trying as hard as I can, but I really do think we killed it." Covering her mouth as she emitted a hefty burp followed by a sharp, rapid series of hiccups she grinned and added "We have been hitting it pretty hard Girl. Even here in your Oasis away from time there must be some kind of limit."
Sighing loudly, Euphrosyne suddenly giggled as she felt a tickle run up her spine. Turning over she glanced down her legs and saw Dionysus; naked and slaving away as he lovingly stroked and kissed her feet. Smiling warmly at the sight, she gently pushed him off of her toes with her right heel.
"Di-Di honey, ease up for a sec will you love. Let me go see what is going on with Amphrite who now claims we are running out of tequila. As you of all people should know, that would be truly tragic." Glancing over at her gorgeous sister snoozing quite soundly in a bed of roses, she added. "Why don't you go use those wonderful toe sucking skills on Aglea over there. She looks like she might need a bit of reviving and nothing will wake her up better than a good morning kiss on her tasty tootsies."
Looking up from Euphrosyne's foot in a glassy-eyed deeply aroused stare, Dionysus nodded and stood up. Naked and throbbing, he remained cock leashed as he had been since his unfortunate loss at the strip poker game with the Muses that began his servitude. Looking over at the gorgeous Grace Aglea, naked and stretched out so provocatively on her soft red bed of rose petals, he felt his cock begin to twitch. Winking back at Euphrosyne he said, "Well, happy to obey Glorious Mistress! Some orders are easier to follow than others. I can't wait to get my tongue on her."
Euphrosyne, giggling as she watched his balls pulse as he lusted after the delightful sight of her sister, reached out with her right toe and slowly ran it up his shaft. "I bet you can't. You and Ganymede have been such good slaves all of us Goddesses and Nymphs in this cave, especially with your delicious man bits under out control. Now, don't get too carried away with Aglagea. I will have more work for you to do when I come back."
Nodding, Dionysus stumbled through the thick floral underbrush of the cave and plopped down on his knees at the feet of the sleeping Grace. Lifting her soft, perfectly shaped foot up to his mouth, as he closed his lips around her big toe, the beautiful sleeping Goddess Aglagea shuddered and moaned.
Now turning and stumbling over to meet Amphrite, Euphrosyne gasped as she looked down at the cactus close up. Shriveled, brown and bent over, all of its spines were rapidly dropping off. It was truly a pitiful sight.
Astonished at how dead it appeared, having lasted for countless centuries inside the cave, Euphrosyne cried "What the fuck happened! We killed it!"
"Yeah," Amphrite nodded as she stroked on one of the few remaining green branches. "I think we might have to switch back to wine for a while."
"Pity, I so wanted a Margarita." Scratching her head and yawning, she glared back down at the dying plant and sighed. "I wonder if it will come back if we let it rest?"
Suddenly burping loudly, Amphrite blushed and smiled. "Who knows, but I have to say, this has been the most spectacular party EVER! You and your sisters should be congratulated, nothing will ever top this."
"I could not agree more!" Hera exclaimed as she interrupted their conversation and wandered over to join them. Looking down at the pitiful brown mass beneath them she smirked as she looked over at Euphrosyne. "Well dear, I am afraid we overworked your little enchanted cactus here and now it shall produce no more." Shaking the empty goblet in her right hand, she wiped the salt off of her mouth as she lifted up her freshly cut lime to her face and tossed both over her shoulder. "I guess I won't need these now!"
Laughing, Amphrite smacked her shoulder "No, I think the Margarita train has officially wrecked. Derailed at the last stop."
"Just as well..." Hera paused as she looked around at the entire interior of the cave. It was a breathtaking and astonishing view. Still it was more beautiful than anything she had ever seen in her life. Drinking in the sights and smells, she watched as the gentle, continuous shower of purple Wisteria petals dropped from the ceiling and smelled the rich, intoxicating aroma of Hyacinth and Jasmine perfuming the air. Enhancing this beatific vision was the gorgeous erotic sights of hundreds of drunken, naked, sleeping Nymphs scattered everywhere. Glancing over her right shoulder she saw a pile of satisfied beauties all snoozing in a huddle. All of their gorgeous bodies were slowly being covered up by the growing drift of purple flowers raining on them from the ceiling hundreds of feet above. Looking over her left shoulder, she smiled as she saw all nine of the Muses passed out in the warm bubbling waters of the fresh spring.
The soft moans of pleasure erupting from their snoozing lips was hypnotic as the sweet, silky water sent shivers of erotic pleasure through their bodies. The effect of their low grunts and toe curling sighs only added to the general pleasant ambient sounds of soft cooing and light snoring coming from all of the Nymphs around them. Holding her arm out wide, she swept her hand across the scene. "I think this party has more than peaked! Everyone looks like they certainly had the time of their lives."
Grinning warmly at Euphrosyne, Hera's icy blue eyes were bloodshot and her makeup was running, but the smile on her face was broad, genuine and heartfelt. Touching Euphrosyne's hand lightly, the Matriarchal Goddess added "I want to thank you especially Euphrosyne, from the very bottom of my heart. You and the other Goddesses went out of your way to make this old gal feel like one of the girls, and for that I am eternally grateful. In all of my long life, filled to the absolute brim with parties and balls and other spectacular fetes that would stagger your imagination, I have never had a better night than this one. You and the other Graces have done something that can never be topped. You have staged the most spectacular event for the ages, a divinely glorious spectacle to rival the celebrations given by the very Titans of old! Here in this amazing refuge from the world, trapped in a time bubble from the sword gash of the great Lord Chronus, you have given all of us a night that none will ever forget. For that, I cannot thank you enough!"
"AMEN!" Pethio interrupted as she staggered forward with her own empty cup, she being yet another Goddess on the fruitless hunt for a Margarita refill. "This has been the blowout of all blowouts Euphrosyne! I can never remember having a more memorable night than this one?"
Amphrite, winking knowingly over at Pethio as she approached, added "Although, I bet the boys back on Olympus had quite the memorable evening as well. Although..., I am sure not half as pleasant as ours has been."
Bursting out in laughter, Pethio's mind instantly was transported back to thoughts of Mercury and Pan suffering in her bedroom. Giggling, her mind filled with images of their helpless cocks chained by the bolts of Zeus while perpetually being teased by her stockings on her bed. Grinning as she looked back at Amphrite drunken face, she said, "Yes, and I am very sure Poseidon will be glad to have his dick back home."
"What? What does that mean?" Hera asked as Amphrite suddenly blushed and tried to change the subject.
"Oh, nothing..." she added as she started quickly looking around at the various piles of sated naked Nymphs littering the ground. "But..., that does remind me, has anyone seen my Horn of Keto?"
Euphrosyne nodded and pointed over at the bubbling pool behind them, filled to the brim with nude, quivering, and moaning Muses. "Last time I saw it, Clio and the girls were giving it a good workout in the hot springs. You know, under those teasing waters, every touch is magnified one hundred thousand times by the sacred waters so they have been enjoying the charms of Keto for a long time now."
Laughing loudly, Amphrite instantly thought about the ramifications on Poseidon. Bound, naked and having every touch on the horn of Keto instantly replicated in his cock, she turned back to Pethio and winked. "Yes, I am sure Poseidon will be very very glad when I bring the horn back home." Blinking as she struggled to maintain her balance through her tequila soaked mind, she asked, "Does anyone know how long we have been in here? I know that time stops inside this cave, but I am curious. I feel like I am in a hopeless fog."
Euphrosyne nodded as she had wondered the same thing.
Hera smiled and yelled out "Well, I know who would know. Ganymede! Ganymede! Could you come here, please?" Suddenly stopping and raising her hand to her mouth she quickly turned to Euphrosyne and blushed. "I am so sorry dear. He is still your property after all, you won him fair and square. I apologize for overstepping my authority."
Smirking as she shook her head, Euphrosyne replied "Oh, think nothing of it Hera. I had already decided to free he and Di-Di once the party was over, so his time of service to me is pretty completed already. He has served his time well, and now he can go back to being your good and faithful servant."
"You are a good woman Euphrosyne," Hera beamed as she called out a little louder "Ganymede! Ganymede come here, we need you!"
Nearby, on a giant carpet of plush blooming jasmine, a pile of sleeping Nymphs started moving and twitching slightly. Piled high with twenty naked beauties, all with hugely satisfied grins plastered on their faces, a lone hand slowly emerged from under the avalanche of quivering flesh, followed next by a struggling forearm.
"Ganymede! Please come quickly, Hera has a question for you!" Euphrosyne called out as the other Goddesses started glancing around the interior of the cave looking for the perpetually harried servant of the Gods. Ganymede was nothing if not efficient, and his tardiness was quite unusual.