The morning darkness faded and Kaia was finally able to look around to take a full assessment of her predicament. She was on a ship manned entirely by centaurs, there must be at least a hundred of them. The ship was large and moving quite swiftly, propelled by the centaurs incredible strength. Piles of plunder lay on the deck around her. The heavy chain which bound Kaia to the mast pulled at the iron collar around her neck, chafing her skin. Her broken arm was now aching severely and was beginning to swell up. She was tired, in pain… and aroused. Despite her miserable situation Kaia’s pussy was still competing for attention. ‘Perhaps a nice little orgasm would help lift my spirits,’ she thought as she began to discreetly caress her damp slit. She sighed in content as her pleasure built and began to notice strangely that the more pleasure she induced the less the pain she felt from her broken arm. She recalled something Aphrodite had told about healing herself through her passion. With renewed effort she assaulted her cunt, thrusting her fingers deep inside her and vigorously stroking her hardened clit. She could feel her orgasm building and at the same time her broken arm began to tingle. Her pleasure peaked and she came hard, uncapping a well of divine energy within her. The pain in her broken arm was gone and it felt warm and strong, her fatigue vanished along with her despair. She would prevail!
One of the monstrous centaurs had taken notice of Kaia’s shameless self gratification and approached her. Kaia looked at the creature smiling down at her. He lifted her drawing her close to his face. His long tongue snaked out and licked Kaia across her face and under her chin. She knew better know then to try to kick but she did scream out catching the attention of several of the other beasts, including their captain. He rushed over seizing the one assaulting Kaia and knocked him to the ground. He informed the rest of the crew that she was to be a gift to the Chieftain and was to be delivered to him unspoiled. The next centaur to touch her be fed to the sharks. With her arm better now Kaia felt it safer not to further indulge her desires. She sat quietly and waited.
By late afternoon they made landfall. Kaia had no idea where they were. The ship was skillfully steered around a rocky peninsula and through a gauntlet of jagged rocks poking out from the water. They continued on into a secluded bay and hid in cave carved out by the sea. Moments later she was being led off the ship like a dog on a leash. All the goods from the ship were piled in to ten huge hand carts and each one hauled off further up the cave by a centaur. One of the beasts was assigned specifically to escort Kaia to the Chieftain. With her collar chain in hand he led her through the dark cave behind the last handcart. His stride was so great Kaia had to run to match his pace. They eventually exited the cave into a thick tropical forest. The road they followed was worn with deep ruts from the handcarts. Apparently the load of plunder they had just delivered was not the first. The creature soon became aware of Kaia’s labored breathing from her forced run since they set off through the cave and decided it safer to put her in front and walk at her pace rather than drag her.
Kaia’s naked body was elegant and graceful, especially when she walked. Her undulating curves and sleek muscles flexing and relaxing gave her a refined power and poise. She walked along the road with the centaur behind her for some quite some time; the sun had turned a bright orange and the sky darkened overhead. Kaia stopped when she felt a tug on her collar and turned to discover why. The centaur had stopped and was grunting heavily its enormous cock hanging underneath it. The lust in his eyes and size of his cock worried Kaia; it was longer and bigger then her arm. Although she admired nice big meaty cocks this was too much. The centaur tugged her little closer then pushed her to the ground. He stepped over her so that his pendulous cock hung right above her. “Jerk me off,” he commanded in a savage voice. Kaia obeyed not wanting to get trampled by those heavy hooves. She reached, grabbed his monstrous cock, barely able to get her hands around it, and stroked hesitantly. The centaur began pawing at the ground and stomping his hooves then shot a load directly at Kaia, pelting her in the chest and splashing cum over her breasts and stomach. She kept stroking as three more spurts followed, drenching her in centaur semen. She climbed out from under the satisfied centaur and was about to resume her journey when the beast cried out in pain.
Out of the trees flew three swift arrows, piercing the centaur with deadly precision. He was dead before he hit the ground. Kaia looked around frightened. From the forest emerged a group of three satyrs. They were quite tall, at least a head above Kaia. Soft fur covered their goat-like legs; one was black the other two a chestnut brown. Short pointy horns jutted out from the sides of their foreheads, their cocks hung freely and their broad chests were bare; they all wore a leather belt on which they hung a pan flute and quiver of arrows slung over their backs. Kaia was relieved. She had heard of these kind-hearted forest creatures. They sometimes seduced beautiful women with the sensuous music of their flutes, these had saved her from a horrid enslavement to centaurs.
The satyr with the black fur approached her and bowed its head. “My lady,” he said, “we are the forest guardians of this island, my name is Mikhal. What manor of creature are you? You are far too beautiful for a human yet the dryads and nymphs of the island are far too seductive for even the foulest centaurs to capture.”
“I am human,” replied Kaia proudly, “but am chosen and anointed of Aphrodite.”
Mikhal's eyes widened slightly in surprise, “We are honor to serve you My Lady. May the blessings of Aphrodite be on us all. Tis’ a shame a beautiful creature such as you should be defiled by likes of these monstrosities,” he spat on the dead centaur, “They have been a constant irritation since they established their camp on our beautiful island, but this is none of your concern. You are safe from them now. You were most likely captured on the high seas, am I right?” he asked.
“Yes,” answered Kaia, “I journey to Athens.”
“The City of Athena is far,” replied Mikhal with frown, “but I have an idea that will get you closer. Come, we shall visit the nymphs.”
“Wait,” said Kaia, “the centaurs took an incredibly precious and sacred item from me that I must find. It is a golden wand created for me by the Hand of Aphrodite.”
“Fear not My Lady,” said Mikhal thoughtfully, “it will be recovered.”
Kaia followed the satyrs through the thick forest while they played sweet melodies on their flutes. The songs were more sensual and beautiful then anything she had ever heard. The sweet music combined with the fact that Kaia had only been able to cum once all day and that she had three large cocks swaggering around her was beginning to make her woozy with lust. They walked on until the darkness of night had completely swallowed them before Mikhal decided to stop for the night, as they still had several hours before they reached their destination. Two of them left to hunt for their dinner and Mikhal started a fire.
By now Kaia was extremely wet and her pussy burned with desire. She boldly walked up to satyr; placed her hands on the sides of his waist and looked up into his eyes. “Have you ever taken a human?” she whispered seductively.
“But of course,” answered Mikhal smiling mischievously, “we would have taken you, but the gifts Aphrodite has bestowed you put you beyond our power. The songs we played were our most seductive. No woman, save you, has been able to resist their charm. It is usually only a matter of minutes before our music has them dancing naked in the forest, overcome by lust. You on the other hand seem quite in control of yourself.”
“Perhaps,” said Kaia smiling back wantonly, “I’ve practically gone mad with lust. Whether it was your music or the gifts of Aphrodite I know not, but I must have you now.”