Homer's Lies - Chapter 5: The Betrayal

All characters in this story are at least 18 years old.

Hermes swiftly approached the world of the devine on Mount Olympus. His winged sandals effortlessly carried him away from the world of the mortals that, in his opinion, had gone mad with the struggle, the gods had inflicted on them. But not only the mortals had gone mad - this equally applied to the gods. Why couldn't they just watch and enjoy, only interveining when really necessary? Why did they have to make this stupid dispute their only interest and highest priority over years?

The messenger of the gods looked forward to talk to Aphrodite, who had requested him to meet her. She was the only one who wasn't fully driven by this battle of sexual superiority. In contrast to Hermes, she actually was allowed to remain neutral and not really get involved. Only the initial dispute between Menelea, Helene and Paris had to be sparked by her. Her intoxicated arrows had also found Penthesilea's and Hector's hearts years back, though, which had recently given the male gods a great opportunity. Since Hermes had then failed to convince Penthesilea to kill Achilles, both of the young gods had become the lonely black sheep in between the two united parties.

Hermes' feet softly landed on the moist soil of the small garden, right in front of Aphrodite. The nude godess lay a few steps over the ground on a tree with a downward curved trunk and smiled at him, sweetly. Her back was arched back, following the shape the trunk and she had both hands on her large, round boobs, sensually pressing them upwards while squeezing them together. The long, thick braid of yellow hair hung under the tree behind her back. While the young god stared at her breathtaking beauty, her left foot slipped off the smooth bark, hung under the tree and opened her legs for him to look at the wonderful spot in between.

The white chiton that Hermes wore was quickly lifted up in front of him, when his member jumped to attention at the phenomenal sight. The godess of love had the most perfect body that any male could imagine on a woman. While lacking the hardness of Athena or the grace of Hera, her body radiated pure sensual desire. It was perfectly curved and each of her motions was carried out as a deeply erotic gesture.

Hermes was sure that she wanted to apologize for the trouble she had gotten him into. Without her past decision to make the combatants Hector and Penthesilea fall in love, he would have never gotten the task that he had failed to accomplish. Zeus' wrath was something, none of the gods appreciated, and lately he was especially loaded. Aphrodite's apology, however, could surely make up for the trouble. He smiled and stepped a bit closer, his face at one level with her smooth crotch and the well visible pussy.

"You have called upon me, goddess?", he asked while trying to make his eyes wander further up to look at her pretty face. The young lad managed to escape the sight of her opened, pink vagina, but halted at her large breasts, her hands still squeezing them rhythmically. Aphrodite suddenly swung her other leg down on the other side of the trunk and leaned forward onto her hands. Her crotch rolled over the smooth bark and escaped his field of view. Her arms, however, pressed her boobs together from both sides, which was an appropiate compensation.

"I want to ask you a favor, my dear.", she purred at him from above with the cutest voice and expression, she could come up with. It usually worked its magic, but Hermes knew her for much too long, to still fall for her exaggerated sweetness. The following request was going to be something that wouldn't end well for him. He just lifted one eyebrow in response.

"I need you to deliver a message. Two, to be precise.", Aphrodite continued. Hermes' shoulders tensed. Usually, this would be a common request, but the interventions of the gods and godesses had been restricted to their associated side in the war. After a short pause, Aphrodite confirmed his suspicion.

"One is for Helene, and one for Aenea, cousin of Priam of Troy.", the godess whispered quiety, as if she secretly hoped that he wouldn't hear it. Hermes didn't bother considering this. It was a pity that he would probably be blue-balled by her for years or decades, but messing with the actual family of the Trojan King on behalf of a godess was clearly too much to ask right now. He quickly stepped back a few steps to escape her wonderful scent that was slowly dampening his mind.

"You know that this is not within my power.", Hermes quickly said. Aphrodite put on a disappointed face in response. With a wonderful bounce of her large boobs, she suddenly leaped off the trunk and approached him. A weird sparkle was in her eyes which Hermes hadn't seen before. They wandered down to his groin, where his chiton stood up like a tent, then back up to his face. A mean, bratty expression had found its way into her beautiful countenance. In countless millenia, he had never seen this in her. The goddess was usually exclusively a courier of joy, desire, arousal and pure love.

"I understand.", she said with a sudden sympathic smile. When her perfect, feminine body came closer, Hermes felt his dick almost burst from the pressure and his balls heavily hanging below, desperate to release the urging pressure. A mythical energy engulfed him and pulled his body towards the beauty. When she opened her arms and leaned in for a hug, the urge to feel her firm tits on his chest and her hip against his own, overwhelmed him. He placed both hands on her perfect butt and pulled her against his strong chest.

The nude, feminine body leaned against his own, his thin chiton depriving him of the perfect sensation. Aphrodite took his face in both hands and looked up deep into his eyes when she began pushing herself up onto her toes. While very slowly closing in for a kiss, her body grinded up against his. A hot, arousing sensation rushed through Hermes from the friction. Hermes felt Aphrodites legs part for a moment and his dick found its place right in the small opening between her thighs and pussy lips.

The young god nearly came, as her soft, smooth skin pressed against his throbbing cock from all sides. When the orgasmic shiver radiated into every corner of his body, it left his muscles irresponsive. He moaned into Aphrodites mouth which was almost touching his. She continued staring deep into his eyes and her lips parted in a naughty smile.

Hermes quickly realized that something was odd. Like the other gods' and godesses', his orgasms madly took over his mind and lasted a very long time, but they had to end eventually. This was different. He realized that he actually hadn't shot out his load, leaving him deprived of the satisfying final of the intensive sensation. The soft friction of Aphrodite's just slightly wiggling hip kept him right on the edge, but her godly power prevented him from actually coming. Intensive desperation quickly mixed with the orgasmic feeling.

When she suddenly moved back her hip and released his twitching cock, he instinctively tried to push his hip forward while pulling her back against it and his manhood. But his shivering body refused to respond, leaving him fully paralyzed and at the mercy of the godess of love. Her hands still held his face while the rest of her body curved in front of him - so close that not a hair could have fit in between the tip of his cock, oozing precum, and the spot where the delightful gap in between her legs emerged.

"Please...", Hermes begged through clenched teeth. Aphrodite's godly powers over the bodies and inner desires of both men and women had always been something that he loved and craved to enjoy. In countless millenia, he had only seen or experienced her to elicit the most miraculous sensations that could ever be aroused. But now, she was plain cruel.

"You should really consider my little request.", her soft, erotic voice penetrated his raging thoughts. The dark blue eyes with the long, curved eyelashes still drilled deep into his, right in front of him but a bit below, due to his tall physique.

"I can't... pleeease...", Hermes begged in response. A downward tug of her hands on his face and a sudden tensing of her butt under his hands was instantly followed by her knee brutally pistoning up into his naked balls under the short chiton. The knee thrust was a bit inaccurate and sent his left nut bouncing up in front of his pelvis, while his right one was left behind to absorb the heavy blow. Devastating agony rushed over him without removing the previous incapacitating sensation. He tried to scream but only a deeper moan escaped his mouth.

"Oops. Guess I have to practice this a bit more.", Aphrodite referred to the distorted blow and instantly followed up with a second one that more accurately smashed into both of his testicles. Hermes' vision turned black when he nearly fainted from the pain. Any mortal's balls would have been mush after these knee thrusts, but as a god, he was blessed with invulnerability. As a result, however, there was no limit to the pain that the goddess could inflict on him.

An insanely rewarding, warm feeling in the tip of his cock brought him back from the agony raging in his mind. Hermes was still on his feet, but his hands now rested on the side of his own hips and his legs had been parted more than shoulder-wide. His white chiton had been pulled up over his head and only allowed him to see blurry shapes through the thin fabric. His body below was left fully nude and exposed.

Aphrodite was on her knees in front of him and treated his large genitals with her mouth and hands. Within seconds, she had him back in the previous state of desperate desire right at the onset of what could be the most wonderful orgasm. He felt her tongue move down the shaft of his dick and continue its way over his scrotum while she elegantly dove through his legs to his backside. Just before she disengaged, her mouth opened and she sucked in his much more violated right testicle for a short, wonderful moment.

Hermes' large nuts swayed forward and back a few times after released from Aphrodite's mouth. He desperately wished her tongue back on his genitals, but instead, her foot shot up and flattened his balls with a loud clap. Although she had kneed him previously, the mean kick from behind came as a complete surprise. Hermes had never seen this side of her and still wasn't able to savvy it.

While he was coping with the emasculating agony, he felt her delicate right hand moving over his hip from behind to grab his cock, while the other came up in between his legs and gently lifted the heavy, aching balls in his scrotum. Within seconds, she had stimulated him enough that the urge to release his panted up sexual energy took the lead over the crippling pain in his testicles. Finally, he gained enough control to express his confusion.

"What has gotten into you? Have you not been saying over and over that the sensitivity of testicles should be reserved to inflict pleasure and trust?"

"Pleasure comes in many forms, sweetie - trust me.", Aphrodite giggled right into his right ear, while giving his balls a rough squeeze. To emphasize her point, she removed her hand from his cock, grabbed his right hand from his hip and placed it in her crotch behind him. His hand parted her wet, hot pussy lips and made her moan softly. She grabbed his rock hard member again and circled her hip lightly to grind her clit against his fingers that still didn't respond to him. Hermes desperately fought the dampening of his mind, a result of how she skillfully exploited his male body to keep him trapped in between humiliating pain and desperate desire.

"But... why these messages? Why do you suddenly take a side?", he pressed out, panting.

"I don't care about sides. I just want this insanity to end. If everyone has his or her mind set on a final decision, so be it. Now... who do YOU expect to win?" While Aphrodite finished the last sentence, she quickly tightened the grip on his tender balls, continuing until her fingers brutally dug into his vulnerable manmeat. At the same time, the circling motion of her hip intensified, grinding her soaking wet pussy and swollen clit against his motionless fingers. Hermes panted deeply, his body fully under control of the female that had his balls in a tight grip and continued to inflict a pain that no male was really able to deal with and no woman was able to understand.

"The women...", he moaned, instantly grateful for the release of his balls, just before she continued tapping them roughly.

"Good boy.", she giggled behind him. Her left hand went on stroking his rock hard cock and Hermes exploded in desperation to cum almost rightaway. His body and mind was in a state he had never been in before. The overwhelming, rapid shifts from brutal teasing to the painful treatment of his sensitive tesicles and back had left him fully defeated. Every single sensation on his body, from the stinging ache in his nuts that each of her taps induced, to the soft tickle of her hard nipples on his back or her wet lips on his ear, sent strong, involuntay shivers through his paralyzed limps.

Hermes had to admit that she had a point. The only thing that had gone well lately for the male gods was the kidnapping of Achilles - which was a woman once again defeating a man, just as Aphrodite had defeated him right now. How could he ever win, with his manhood allowing the female to fully control him, either by rewarding desire or the torturous weakness of his balls?

His thoughts ended when Aphrodite closed her thumb and index finger around his scrotum above his swollen testicles. In the next moment, her pointy knee smashed into her open palm and shifted his mind from screaming lust to crippling agony again. Hermes surrendered - he couldn't take this anymore. He opened his mouth, but his voice failed when Aphrodite's knee distached, only to return with even more force, flattening his balls in her palm.

"Okaaaaaahhhh... please... I'll do it!"

"Do what?", she sweetly asked, just to be sure.

"I'll betray Zeus. Deliver your messages. Just please let me cum. Please!", Hermes begged as if he was begging for his life. In his whole, long existance, he had never understood, how powerfully these sexual sensations could be used against him. His balls radiated severe, dull pain into his stomach, while his cock madly craved for a release. It felt, as if a gush of air would be enough for him to shoot his load all the way to Asia Minor, but the skilled hand of the goddess just didn't allow him this release.

"I like to hear that. You are so sweet!", Aphrodite cheered, her voice back to the exaggerated cuteness, she had initially started their conversation with. Instead of rubbing his cock to finally release him from his brutal urge, she grabbed his left hand and also placed it in her crotch.

Suddenly, Hermes felt something smooth sliding up his leg. He couldn't see anything through the chiton over his face, but froze when he realized that it must be a snake. From the front of his thigh, it continued to slide though his legs right at his groin, slowly grinding over his rock hard cock and pushing his swaying balls to the side. He almost came again, but the body of the snake passed his cock too quickly, before the initial shock had ebbed off. The snake nestled around his wrists, before tensing up with a supernatural power.

In this moment, Hermes felt the Chiton roughly pulled off from his head, finally allowing him to see. Aphrodites wet pussy slipped off his hands, just before she stepped to his front and stood right in front of him, looking deep into his eyes.

The young god didn't find the proper words, but his eyes unmistakenly begged her to finally allow him the release of what she had built up in him. A tear of desperation ran down his cheek, when once again he saw the previously unknown, mean expression on her face. Her hand shot out and slapped his balls without warning. While the pain was not severe, it suddenly released his paralysis and he instantly fell down onto his knees in front of her feet, gasping.

"I think you better get on your way.", Aphrodite suggested casually. "My little friend will tell you the messages - and make sure that you are not distracting yourself by playing with your little member." Hermes felt the snake tightly securing his wrists behind his back. Its tail or head threatfully bumped against his exposed balls from behind. Shocked, he looked up at the nude goddess. She wouldn't send him down to the mortals like this, would she?

Aphrodite gracefully swung herself back on the trunk of the tree and lay on her back. Her left hand massaged her boob, while the right one slided down into her groin. She leaned her head back against the wood and let out a deep moan. Hermes remained speechless and in disbelief.

"You are still here?", the nude goddess pressed out in between her moans, without giving him a look. Hermes was still on his knees, staring at the spectecular show with his mouth wide open while his cock almost bursted from pressure. He couldn't believe that she did this to him.

Suddenly, Aphrodite's head came up a bit and she looked at him through narrow eyes. Her expression made it clear, that it would get much worse for him, if he didn't comply. Every second of this current state was pure, humiliating torture. Hermes didn't want to imagine, what it would be like, if she teased and busted him like this for years to come.

The young god jumped to his feet and almost fell over again, his trapped arms behind his back not able to balance. He took another good look at the beauty in front of him, before pushing himself into the air and racing to the world of the mortals, as fast as his tied hands and giant, hard cock, swinging from side to side in front of him, allowed.

The faster he would be done with this betrayal, the sooner he would get to feel Aphrodite's pussy or mouth in a way that he could actually enjoy it. He really, really hoped that she wouldn't develop a kink for this...