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Ah,ah-eh. Can’t you slow down for a second? No need to be so brutal!” Hecate said shakily between the each thrust Odysseus delivered with force somehow stronger than the last time when she found herself in this very same predicament. Trembling on all fours with a silk rope as a makeshift leash and silk binding her arms as the only forms of clothing while getting brutally fucked by a mere shade in a tent so close to the crossroads, she practically knew many other shades heard her screams was not something dignifying for a Goddess of Witchcraft but it is a situation she found herself in quite a few times now.
She heard of the claims Odysseus had a special way with witches alike but she did not give those claims much merit, well until she met him herself that is. Never did she think a mortal shade could make her a powerless trembling mess yet here he was, in total and absolute control over her body and mind even if she was undoubtedly more powerful than him. The sweet words were what did it in. Calling her smart, complimenting her spells, calling her cute. He made her feel every way she thought she was above.
“Both of us know that is not going to happen witch.” He replied in between the grunts finishing his answer by delivering a firm smack onto her behind giving him yet another high-pitched yelp from the witch.
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Taking your frustrations out on me I see, what a gentleman! Punish me if you so wish, I know my sins. ” Hecate said trying to show she had any sense of control left even if they both knew she was his now. Odysseus responded by delivering five more smacks onto her bottom making the witch let out a proper scream born of half pain and half deep pleasure. He has always been rough but he never spanker her before, she liked it, too much to admit it.
“I like that sound, it is very cute.” He was amused and he showed it, thrusts were becoming faster, digging deeper into her. He reached out with his left hand and grabbed her makeshift leash and pulled on it with force she thought he did not have. Her back arched which seemed to turn him on even more.
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Ah, ahhhh!” It was all she could muster to say. Fully admitting submission. She knew he liked that part the most. When she lost any control and let herself be his to use. That is why she always tries to delay the moment.
“Count!” Hecate did not know what he mean by it until she felt yet another smack. Without thinking she began.
“One!”
SMACK
“Two!”
SMACK
“There!”
SMACK
“Four!”
SMACK
“Five!”
“Good girl. You know how to take punishment for a god which is surprising. You guys rarely get any.” He finally stopped the spanking briefly and just running her hand against her backside as he continued his thrusting satisfied. It was burring hot, it hurt Hecate on the touch.
“Hec, I-I I can’t hold it much longer.” The grip of the leash was strong, she pondered could it snap if it were not for the silk being her own enchanted one, then she pondered how embarrassing is it to have your own tools used to collar you like a dog. Her mind could not focus on that idea tho and waves of pleasure overwhelmed her and made her mind go fuzzy. Odysseus did not do much better, his mind completely focused on the beautiful creature before him, delivering another smack to her bottom in pure ecstasy and joy of domination mixed with love he did not feel in such a long time.
So many things he wanted, no, needed to do to her but he will be satisfied with just this for tonight. He finally succumbed to the joy of it and he climaxed realising his seed into Hecate who shortly after reached her orgasm as well that she accompanied with a scream fit for someone being tortured.
Seed of shades may have looked, felt and tasted real but do to shades being well, dead they held no reproductive attributes. Hecate did not know if this was a blessing or a curse now. Feeling of being filled up was real as ever at least.
He pulled out of her lazily with both of them collapsing to the tent floor in exhaustion. Odysseus panting heavily like he ran thirty kilometres. “ Told you that you will like it.” He said out of breath.
“Who said I enjoyed it? Maybe this was a terrible experience for me and I shall cast you to the deepest depths of Tartarus for this transgression.”
“You did enjoy it tho.” He said with a smug grin and planting a kiss on her neck. Hecate did same in response.
“Why must I always be in bindings?” She said drawing attention to her still tied up hands.
“Mostly because I like you that way but also because I am scared you might whack me in the middle from excitement.”
“You take me as someone not experienced in way of intimate love?”
“This kind? Yes, probably.” Hecate did not tell Odysseus much of her previous ventures but he could easily tell submission was not her routine.
“Be careful with your tongue Odysseus, it could cost you dearly my dear.” She cursed him in her mind for being right as always.
“And that is why I do it.” He said lazily while playing with her makeshift leash.
“Oh well, can’t say I hate it. Who knew restrictions could be so exciting. I guess there is not much of form of bindings when you are a god.”
“Don’t worry my witch. Next time your bindings will be more proper. I was thinking something bigger. You do kick your legs a lot you know? Could be good training to teach you not to.” He said fully expecting the blush Hecate gave right after.
“Oh, the human now wants to train his own god! Your ego never dampens, do you see my as your beloved or your pet?” She tried to sound as offended as possible. She was not the best of actors.
“I am thinking both.” He said that so honestly it took her a second to fully process it.
“If he was this extreme now, what will he do next time.” She thought to herself.
Next time she will end up with a blindfolded and tied to a bed and she will do it all eagerly as she did now. If only he did not call her cute with that damn big beautiful smile of his. She will end up barking for him won’t she, she thought to herself.