Aphrodite's Curse Ch. 054

Esclepius droned on interminably as the poor distracted (and violently throbbing) Apollo was unable to speak as he was relentlessly teased by the talented feet of Euphrosyne. Under the table, out of sight of the rest of the party, her toes were hard at work. Apollo was completely exposed now, naked from the waist down, his toga peeled back and his loincloth on the floor. She was taking her time, enjoying this immensely. The feel of his ample pubic hair against the balls of her feet caused her to giggle as she slowly ran a little circle with her big toe over the crown of his cock. Gripping his shaft with her toes, she licked her lips as she saw drool running out of his mouth as she playfully danced them up and down his rod, tickling the surface with her soft luscious toes. The clueless Esclepius, interpreting the blank stare and light accidental moans coming from Apollo as interest, kept right on talking.

Zeus, looking down at his plate frowned. Hay, corn and even MORE asparagus, he knew he would be hungry later as he definitely craved meat. The menu had been coordinated for months and in deference to the mixed nature of the Egyptian Deities, no fowl or beef were allowed. Looking to his right, he frowned even harder as he saw Dionysus, always cheerful and good natured, literally shaking in absolute furious rage. He knew that the insult to his wine had hurt him deeply, and now leaned over to whisper into his ear.

"Di-Di, I must say, that wine was the best thing I have ever tasted!!!! Please please please tell me you have more!" he said.

Dionysus, pleased that Zeus appreciated his gift smiled and said "Well Zeus, I have a special amphora set aside, that perhaps you and I should break into ourselves!!!! Frankly, I wish I had not wasted any on these Egyptian mother-fuckers. Ungrateful assholes!!" he hissed.

"You said a mouthful there Di-Di! Frankly, I am about at the end of my tether and it is taking tremendous will for me not to send a lightning bolt right into that fucking stupid bird face of Ammon-Ra as well as sending another into the face of his giant cow headed bitch of a wife!" Spying Sekhmet, Ammon-Ra's beautiful cat-like daughter, and the cause of all of the tension, out of the corner of his eye he winked at her. Returning his gaze, she winked back. Zeus, perpetually horny and suddenly distracted by her beauty felt his rage abate, if only slightly. Nudging Dionysus into the ribs he added "Although, you have to admit, their daughter is one sexy bitch!!" Turning to see for himself, Dionysus agreed, as she was indeed VERY sexy.

Sekhmet, like her parents and the other Egyptians, had been magically reclothed in casual wear as Ammon-Ra and Hathor had entered the hall. Gone was her gorgeous gown of sterling silver and live roses replaced now by cutoff jean shorts and a very tight t-shirt with the words "Juicy" emblazoned across the chest. The "J" and the "Y" wrapping around her prodigious melons quite alluringly. Her incredibly large breasts strained tight against the thin white cotton, her young nineteen old nipples straining at the fabric as they hardened when her eyes met his. Licking her lips, she purred, feeling her pussy grow warm and moist as she laid eyes on her former lover Zeus. He not only was very sexy to her, being much older and quite experienced, but the fact that her father hated him so much only made him MORE attractive to her. She ached to once again feel her claws digging into his strong muscular back, or her rough tongue lovingly running up and down his hard cock, his moans and whimpers of pleasure making her tingle all over.

Ammon-Ra seeing his daughter out of the corner of his own eye, followed her gaze and saw that she was once again she was mooning over this low-rent fucker Zeus. His feathers quivered in anger as he cleared his throat loudly, causing his daughter to look down at her plate and eat her corn silently. Now even more pissed than before, he nodded at one of his attendants.

Back at the other end of the table, Apollo was visibly shaking as Euphrosyne was merciless with her toes, now dragging her big right one in a continuous lazy circle eight over his throbbing testicles. Esclepius had not only not shut up, but had ramped up his painful and quite unappetizing monologue, now describing in excruciating detail the inner workings of the lower intestines. Panting and desperate, Apollo was silent as he knew if he were to open his mouth even slightly a very loud moan would escape his lips. Euphrosyne accidentally emitted a small moan herself as she felt a tiny drop of pre-cum ooze out onto her pinky toe as she tickled the slit of his cock for a solid twenty minutes, finally coaxing out the slick sticky substance onto her quivering flesh.

Realizing that she needed to plant a seed into Apollo's mind for her plan to work, she needed at least a few minutes alone with him. Turning to Esclepius, she said "Say, why don't you go bring us your latest manuscript. I know Apollo will just love reading it as he has often told me how much he admires your writings."

Esclepius could barely restrain his joy. Such a compliment from his greatest hero was too much for him to absorb and for the first time in two hours he fell silent. Stammering and stuttering he got up from the table and quickly scurried out a side door on a mission back to his own palace to retrieve his latest dissertation on the lower tract digestive system. Now alone, she started a new assault. Pulling his loincloth towards her across the marble floor she gripped her panties between her feet and began to polish his nob with the moist silky fabric as she stroked it back and forth across his glans. Groaning lightly, he quietly begged for her to stop, but to no avail. A few more minutes of this and Apollo knew he would be spouting like a fountain.

Grinning as she saw him shudder she whispered under her breath. "I cannot wait until next Sunday night Apollo. Do you know what I do every Sunday Night?"

Unable to speak he sat in stony silence, sweat pouring off of his head, his body occasionally spasming as he felt his sap rising relentlessly up his quivering tree trunk. "All week long, I spend every night slowly running my fingers in and out of my pussy, imaging it is you instead of my finger. Your long tongue teasing me, bringing me right to the edge, desperate to cum, but denied at the last moment."

Apollo panted as she spoke, her toes relentlessly running her moist silky panties over his cock head. Like a trapped animal, he could not look away as she pulled her hand up from under the table, the tip obviously dripping with her hot juices and lifted it to his mouth. The smell of her feminine scent on her finger was intoxicating and the first whiff of her juices caused him to helplessly extend his tongue and lick the juice off of the extended finger in his face. Grinning, Euphrosyne continued. "After a week of constantly teasing myself, every Sunday night I treat myself. I have my servants prepare my bath, filling it to the brim with fresh rose pedals. Exactly at midnight, I lower my achingly horny naked body into the warm scented waters. Quivering, I tease my own nipples and finger myself once again right to the edge, light sighs coming out of my mouth as I shudder in anticipation of my long denied orgasm. Once at maximum arousal I spread my legs wide, gripping the edge off the tub with my toes. Toes that OBVIOUSLY you quite like."

Apollo groaned as she continued her story. Her assault on his penis was relentless but not quite enough to get him off but enough to certainly keep him dangling right on the edge of orgasm.

Euphrosyne continued "Now spread wide, I run my long slender fingers up and down my inner thighs, my whole pussy throbbing as I graze the tips over my gushing slit. Lathering my cunt up with soap, I begin to shave, wanting to be completely bare and smooth for my big moment. Taking the horn of Keto, something you are also VERY familiar with, I tease just the tip inside, imagining it to be your cock, desperate to plunge inside."

Groaning Apollo gripped the table hard, scooting himself slightly up out of his chair and thrusting, desperate for just the slightest additional pressure on his dick to send him over the edge. He was so close he could taste it, and her soft whispering voice, painting such a vivid image in his head was driving him crazy. Even though he ached for her body now, he still was incredibly angry, and her story gave him a delicious idea. Next Sunday would be the night of her deserved downfall. Now he knew exactly WHERE he could find her in the most compromising position imaginable. An evil grin formed on his face as he imagined sending out those pictures of her wide open freshly shaved pussy being desperately penetrated by the horn of Keto with her own hand. Once people saw THAT image, they would quickly forget all about his own shame. He would never be called dildo boy again!

Euphrosyne was very quick, and saw the click close in his mind as his expression changed on his face. She was an absolute master. She had set the trap, loaded it with bait, and directed her prey right to it. Now all she had to do was prepare and wait, and she had ALL week to prepare. Grinning, her mission tonight complete, she purposefully slowed her strokes to make it even more frustrating for Apollo. He would certainly remember this night, well, at least until NEXT week! She grinned as she imagined a horrifically blue balled Apollo desperately stroking himself off once he returned to his own palace.

Shaking as he gripped the table, he could not help but pitifully beg Euphrosyne to finish him. She blew him a kiss and giggled as Esclepius breathlessly returned, his huge manuscript in hand.

"Apollo, I , I , I don't know what to say. I am so honored you want to review my work. Here is a copy I made for you, and as you can see here on page 5, I have mapped out the entire inner workings of the lower GI tract, and here you can see in this diagram where the scilla..."

As he droned away, Apollo half closed his eyes as Euphrosyne now stroked even slower, the soft silk teasing his purple cockhead to insanity, hopelessly trapped into listening to the most boring God of all time drone on and on while he secretly begged for sweet release. Release only Euphrosyne could grant, and release that she would never allow. Placing his loincloth and sandals in her purse, she left her own tiny thong dangling on the end of his erect cock as a memento. Later that very night, as Euphrosyne lay on her own bed stroking herself to orgasm, Apollo, alone in his own room would sniff her panties deeply with one hand as the other furiously beat his meat to a real gully washing explosion of spooge.

As the dishes for the second course were whisked away, Ammon-Ra suddenly stood, shocking everyone, but Ganymede most of all. "Zeus and Hera, as a gesture of our magnanimity, we have brought a delicious treat to serve as an intermezzo." As he spoke, thirty Egyptian servants suddenly appeared, bringing tiny golden bowls of ice cream to each God and placing the dishes on the tables before them. "You all shall enjoy this I am sure, as this should clear the palate from the undercooked and rather substandard courses we have just suffered through. I know such customs as an "intermezzo" are strange to you creatures here in the barbarous west, but in the East, we have enjoyed such civilizing dishes for centuries, especially when the need to remove foul tastes arrive such as now. Please, enjoy this ice cream with our compliments."

Now it was Ganymede's turn to boil in anger. Throughout the entire night the Egyptians had done nothing but condescend, taunt and insult their hosts; complaining about the setting, the wine and now the food. Holding his fist tight against his leg, he gritted his teeth in anger at this latest outrageous insult.

Digging into the ice cream, a chorus of appreciative sounds rang out from the throng. A malicious twinkle in his eye, Ammon-Ra waited until Zeus had just brought the spoon to his lips before he spoke. "And YOU of all here Zeus should enjoy this delicious treat most of all. In fact, I am sure the taste will be quite familiar to you, as the cow it came from is, well, how shall I put this, sort of an old friend yours." Zeus dropped his jaw at this incredible breach of etiquette. It was obvious now that Ammon-Ra, just to twist the knife, had his former mistress Europa transformed into a cow, and in an unbelievably provocative move, made ice cream from her breast milk and served it to the party. It was now clear, war was inevitable, but Zeus decided to bite his tongue for now.

Ammon-Ra, thinking himself incredibly clever continued. "Yes, this cow has tremendous udders she does, and quite full and firm in my hands when I milk her. Which of course, I do EVERY day you know, her soft pitiful mooing in my ear begging for release as I leave her in her full cow form permanently, chained forever in my golden barn in her stall, milked and milked everyday to provide creamy sweets for our table. Oh you should see how she struggles each morning when my icy hands rub her sweet teats between my fingers, but, you have to admit, she does give sweet milk does she not?"

Ganymede's face immediately went from boiling red to bloodless white at this new development. Looking over at Zeus, he saw the look on his face and he knew what it meant. Normally quite jovial by nature, his eyes were now black in appearance, and his face now was a slight purple. There would be a terrible price to pay for this evening, and who knows the countless number of dead that would pile up on the banks of the river Styx due to this prank. How many numberless cities would be raised to the ground. How many miles of earth on both sides would remain devoid of all life scorched and burned beyond recognition during the inevitable war to come. Zeus remained stony faced and silent and the entire room appeared to hold its breath. Holding up his hand, he pointed to Ganymede and bid him to come forward.

Scurrying over to his side, he bent down and whispered in his ear. "Yes Domino, Lord of all the Earth, Whose divine justice and wisdom shakes the"

"Ganymede, I am still hungry and I believe our guests are as well, as they seem unsatisfied with the Vegetarian dish you prepared so diligently for their comfort and delight. I have already provided a new next course for you in the kitchen with my powers. Have your servants IMMEDIATELY go inside and bring forth the next dish!!!" Zeus replied, his voice dripping with anger, but not raising above a normal, if clipped staccato tone. His tone chilled Ganymede to the marrow of his bones.

Gulping, Ganymede pointed to his chief assistants and passed on the instructions, all emerging from the kitchen seconds later with huge golden trays, heaped with the newly Zeus prepared dish. Hera, already irritated by the Egyptians, still was not willing to throw the evening away. Perhaps it could still be salvaged, but once the smell of the food filled the room, she knew the verdict was in. The State Dinner was an unmitigated catastrophe.

On each of the plates, piled at least three feet high was the next course. Legs, breasts and thighs of chicken, deliciously fried and golden brown, dripping their delectable juices onto the platters. Grabbing a leg off of one of the platters, Zeus ripped into the flesh with his teeth, the warm juices dripping down his face, large groans of pleasure emitting from his mouth. Looking at Ammon-Ra's horrified face, he smiled. "Don't care for chicken? I certainly hope this wasn't some relative of yours. I was assured by my staff that this wasn't your mother."

Zeus clapped his hands again and the staff again appeared with new trays, all heaped high with a new food. These dishes still sizzled as they only had appeared mere seconds earlier in the kitchen by Zeus's powers. Each platter was stacked high with large juicy hamburgers, and again, Zeus pulled a burger off of the top and greedily devoured the juicy beef into his ravenous mouth. Smacking his mouth loudly as the grease ran down his face, he again addressed Ammon-Ra. "Wow, you really should try one of these Ammon-Ra. I know you love cow meat, I mean, just look at your wife! I bet this burger is as juicy and tasty as your wife's cunt. Still, I doubt it is as tasty as your daughter's!!!"

Shaking with rage, Ammon-Ra's feathers bristled and stood perfectly erect. "You will excuse us! But this evening is now mercifully at an END!!!!" Waving his hand in the air; he, Hathor and the rest of the Egyptians suddenly disappeared in a giant red cloud of smoke.

Turning to his wife Hera, Zeus's grease splattered face twisted into a wry smirk and said "Well, THAT went well, don't you think!".

Hera said nothing, but boiled in rage, equally angry that the Egyptians had behaved so poorly but also that her husband's serial infidelity had brought the earth now to the brink of total war. A battle between the two most powerful Divine Dynasties on earth might destroy all life on the planet, so this was no laughing matter. Turning to Ganymede, her eyes brimming with tears as the wreckage of the evening now sunk in, she whispered, pointing to Zeus saying. "That man's penis will destroy us all!"

Zeus now turned to Dionysus and asked "By the way, where is Ares tonight? Hera told me that she sent out a Royal Summons compelling all Gods to attend, and I noticed neither he nor Aphrodite was here."

Looking down at his shoes, Dionysus meekly responded, wanting desperately to protect his cousin Aphrodite even it meant also saving her doofus boyfriend Ares. "Well sire, uh, you see he and Aphrodite have been missing for a while now. I think they are "indisposed" if you know what I mean." he winked as added emphasis, trying to add a bit of levity to the suddenly grave tone of the evening.

Breathing in deeply Zeus exploded in broad hearty laughter, his voice echoing loudly through the enormous hall. "Well, no doubt he had a much more enjoyable evening than WE did! I am sure being balls deep in the gorgeous Aphrodite's wet warm cave certainly was a better use of time than putting up with six hours of insufferable Egyptian bullshit! Anyway, we will need him back here as soon as possible. I have a feeling that his "skills" are going to be needed very soon." Dionysus grimly nodded, understanding the ramifications perfectly. Taking Dionysus by the shoulder, they both began to walk towards the main door leading into the main palace. "Di-Di, I tell you one thing, I WILL have Europa back here. I cannot stand the idea of that lovely girl spending the rest of her days transformed into a lowly cow. She WILL be rescued I promise you!" Seeing Apollo and Euphrosyne sitting alone at a side table, still seated and looking quite intense, Zeus called out. "Apollo, come to my office now! We have MUCH to discuss."

Apollo, gulping hard and nodded, but panicked. He was hopelessly hard, and as Euphrosyne got up to leave, blowing him a kiss as she sashayed out of his sight, his underwear and sandals tucked safely in her bag, he looked down at his naked and exposed lap. This was quite a predicament as he not only was throbbing and hard, having been relentlessly teased for almost six hours, but his sandals and underwear were gone, only Euphrosyne's tiny silken thong hanging off the head of his purple throbbing cock. Standing up, it was quite obvious he was quite aroused as his toga was quite short, and he quickly bent forward to hide the evidence. Looking down at his bare feet, red face, and obvious erection Zeus joked "Where are your shoes Apollo?". Nudging Dionysus in the ribs, he laughed. "Looks like Dildo Boy had another HARD night tonight!"