THE SWITCH 8
PART EIGHT
Once the pair had caught
their breath, Ares got up from on top of her and she turned over in place so
she was facing him. She looked at him
through lustful eyes and sighed, “Wow!
You’re really good! I mean really!”
Ares simpered. “Yes, I know. I am a god,” he said proudly.
She snickered lightly at
his conceited remark, even though it was true.
He dropped his smile and looked at her questionably. “You dare mock me? You must really want me to punish you, young lady.”
He reached for her and
rolled her onto his lap in a spanking position and started to firmly slap her
bare rear as he had done earlier.
“Hey! HEY!
What are you doing? Stop that,”
she cried. She wriggled and twisted to
try and get away from him, but he held her tightly in place.
“Oh, no you don’t. You’ve been a bad, bad girl, Tori,” he said
as he brought his hand down again, his flat palm contacting the plumpness of
her ass with a stinging result. She
wriggled even more and ultimately rubbed his cock into an aroused state
again. He spanked her a few more times
before he allowed her to break free from his torture.
She scooted to the other
side of the bed, away from him, grinning victoriously at her acquired
freedom. Her eyes fell over his
gorgeous form, and she immediately felt her pussy tingle as she tried to hide
her arousal from his actions.
Ares looked at his engorged
cock. “Now look what you’ve done. I told you that you were bad!” He smiled wickedly at her as he stood up and
circled around the bed to where she was.
“On your knees, now, woman,
and beg me for forgiveness. I want you
to worship me with that disobedient tongue of yours.”
Tori laughed. “You want me
to put that in my mouth?
You’ve got to be joking! You
piss out of that thing! You’re not
putting that anywhere near my face. How
disgusting!” she stated.
Up until that point, Ares
was enjoying this little game they were playing, but her sharp tongue and flat
refusal struck a nerve with the god.
Her mouth was surely going to get her into some serious trouble one day,
if he didn’t put a stop to her recalcitrant attitude, right then.
His light mood turned gray,
as did his eyes, and he gave her a look that could destroy a village. He spoke calmly and with a monotone voice,
“I - said - on – your – knees – bitch.
NOW!”
Tori frowned. “And I said, no way. I’ve never done it before and I don’t plan
to start now, Ares.”
He moved on her swiftly and
pulled her from the bed by her hair.
She landed at his feet with a thump against the hard wooden floor.
With a fistful of her hair
still in his hand, he yanked her head back so he could stare her in the
eyes. “I said, suck my cock, you little
bitch, and you better do a good job of it.”
There was a cold seriousness in his words. He released her hair.
“You can’t make me!” She tried to tear her eyes up for affect.
He smirked, “Oh, yes I
can!”
“If you put that thing
anywhere near my mouth . . . I’ll . . . I’ll . . . I’ll bite it off.”
”You do and it will be the last thing you do, I guarantee it!” he said through
narrowed eyes. “Now, suck it,
before you really piss me off.”
She didn’t move, so Argrabgrabbed her hair again with one hand, while the other grabbed his cock and he
started to force her closer to his crotch.
“Open your mouth!” he
commanded. “Do it!”
She placed a hand on each
of his thighs, and timidly opened her mouth.
He immediately shoved the large shaft inside her, and pushed her head
further down its length.
Tori got really hot by the
way he forced her to perform this act.
Sucking cock had always been her favo pre prelude to sex and she knew
how to do it very well, or so she’d been told on a number of occasions. Yet she continued to play the unwilling
maiden and pretended to gag at the intrusion of his dick in her mouth.
He pulled her off, allowed
her to take a breath of air, while he roughly slapped the hard muscle against
her face and mouth. She let her tongue
hang out just past her lips, making brief contact with his skin every few
seconds. He released her hair and
slapped her even more brutally with his perfect, large cock. He murmured
commands to her the entire time. “Yes,
bitch. Suck it. Worship me.
You love my god-cock and you know it!
Come on, bitch, take it in your mouth.”
She pushed his hand away,
grabbed the base and continued to slap it against herself. She had closed her eyes, but still heard him
quietly chuckle under his breath as if he thought he had won this little fight.
Time to change the game, she thought, smiling to herself. She held him even more firmly at the base,
pulling the skin tight and causing the hard shaft to stick straight out. She first ran her tongue around the
mushroomed head and lightly flicked over the loose skin on the underside. She enclosed her lips around it and slid
them down the length a couple of inches and then pulled them back off while
applying a firm suction. They slipped
off with a “pop” and then she slapped the cock against her face again quickly,
and stroked it a few times.
She held it so it stuck out
again with one hand, and the other moved to fondle his balls. Then she enclosed her lips around the
growing thickness and pushed him to the back of her throat. When she thought she couldn’t take any more
of him, she relaxed her throat and pulled him even further inside by grabbing
his hips. His pubic hair tickled her
nose and she could smell the distinct aroma of their earlier sex
lingering.
Pleasantly surprised at her
expert knowledge in this field, he moaned deeply, grabgrabbed the sides of her head
to set the pace.
“Oh, yeah! Tori, you are a bad girl for lying
to your Master,” he playfully reprimanded. “But I always did like a bad girl!”
he cooed as he watched his cock disappear into her mouth again. She was hot, really erotic, and Ares was
getting even more excited by watching her facial expressions as she worshipped
his perfect god-cock.
Tori was equally enjoying
the task. Each time he sank into her
wet mouth, she would swirl her tongue around him or lightly graze her teeth
against the tender skin. She was really
getting into it. Her mouth produced
excessive amounts of saliva that would leave a string from her lips to his cock
when she would withdraw for air.
She licked down the
underside of his shaft and took one of his balls in her mouth and then the
other before returning to ram his stiff cock into her throat once again. She twisted and rolled her head from side
to side as she worked to engulf the entire rock-hard muscle.
Soon she felt his grasp on
her tighten in her hair as he increased the pace of her bobbing head. His balls stiffened as blood started to
surge through his large shaft and turn his entire cock a reddish-purple
color. He was huge when he was engorged
to the fullest like that. She pulled
off him and just admired the perfection of his shape while she continued to
stroke him.
“Hurry, get on the bed so I
can fuck you!” he told her rather hurriedly, and started to move away from her.
“NO!” she said, and she
took a firm hold on his dick, keeping him in place. She looked up at his face
with seductive eyes. “Cum on my face,”
she purred, and moved her eyes to his cock and back to his face again. With the sexiest look he had seen from her,
she whispered, “Please?”
Ares grinned wickedly and
pushed her back against the side of the bed.
“Sit and spread your legs. Play
with your pussy as you tell me how much you love my cock and I’ll give it to
you.”
She quickly complied and he
stepped up between her legs, his cock hovering in front of her face. “Talk to me, tell me how much you want it,
Tori.” He was stroking it slowly, to
hold off release for as long as possible.
“And rub your pussy at the same time.”
She started to flick her
index finger over her swollen bud and the wetness flooded her hole, naturally
lubricating her area.
“Mmmmm. Oh, fuck, I love that cock. It’s the most gorgeous cock I’ve ever
seen. Perfect. I love wrapping my lips around it or having
you shove it up my cunt. Gods, I want
to feel your cum on me, all over my body.
Fuck, Ares, please! Give it to
me.” She was entranced he mhe motion of
his hand moving over his huge muscle and her gaze never once faltered. She stuck her tongue out, trying to steal a
taste of it again, but he moved it away from her – taunting her.
“You want it, baby? You want my hot cum on your face, your tits?”
he said hoarsely. He was getting close.
“Oh, Gods, yes! YES!
Give it to me. Give it all to
me.” She spoke quickly, mirroring the actions of her fingers against her clit. She was close, too.
He moved closer to her,
holding his cock out to her and told her to kiss it lightly and not to get
carried away. She closed her eyes and
laid gentle wet busses on the tip, moaning in-between each one. “Oh Gods, I want your cum sooooo bad,” she
purred.
Suddenly, he grabbed the
back her head and held her firmly in place.
He took his cock and slapped it against her cheeks and chin.
“You want my cum? You want my cum? Here it is, you cumslut.
Uugh, uugh,” he grunted as his hot seed started to spill from his dick. “I’ll give it to you, alright.” He released one of the biggest loads he had
in some time. He shot most of it onto
her face and some on her chest.
Fuck, she’s hot, he thought as he watched his seed drip off of her chin
and roll down her neck. One of her
hands was smearing the creamy seed over a breast, while the other continued to
feverishly move between her legs.
Within moments after he came on her, she exploded into her own nasty,
hard orgasm, writhing hopelessly on the floor in front of the god.
“Clean me off,” he
commanded, not allowing her time to recuperate. She took his flaccid rod in her mouth and greedily sucked the
remaining cum from it. She loved it –
he could tell.
“I thought you said you’d
never put a dick in your mouth,” he half-inquired, half-teased her as he went
to sit on the bed.
“I did. But I lied.” She smiled at him and then
wiped her mouth on the back of a hand.
“Actually, it’s one of my favorite things to do.”
“Then, why did you act . .
.”
She cut him off, already
knowing what his question was.
“Because, I like it when you force me to comply, when you tell me ‘do
it, or else.’ It’s such a turn
on.” Sheicediced the arrogant look he
had now and added, “But only when it comes to sex. Anything else I’m told to do, I start telling them to shove it up
their ass, if you know what I mean.”
He didn’t respond. He just sat there and smirked, looking
satisfied. After a few moments of
silence, he spoke to her, since she hadn’t moved.
“Get off the floor,
Tori. Join me on the bed. Don’t worry, I’ll let you take a break
before I fuck you senseless again,” he smiled.
She rose and laid next to
the beautiful god, resting her head on his forearm. He lightly stroked her hair and inside of five minutes, she was
asleep.
~*~*~*~*~
Once Tori had drifted off
to sleep, Ares rose from the bed and picked up the hind's blood dagger that
Tori had thrown aside. It had lodged
itself into the side of one of the chairs.
He had to tug on it a bit harder than he had expected to loosen it from
the wood.
He examined it, turning it
over a few times in his hand. Then he
flicked his thumb over the tip and it almost pierced his skin. He realized that if Tori had placed any more
pressure on the knife when she had it pressed against his throat, he very well
could have been killed. The blade was
of the best quality, most likely made by the God of the Forge in the alternate
universe.
Tori stirred in her slumber
and mumbled something. She must be
dreaming, he thought as he walked back over to the bed. He set down the knife on the end table and
sat beside her, watching her closely. What
was she dreaming? Obviously, it was
something disturbing by the way she tossed and turned. He laid a hand on her head and quickly
jerked it back again.
Whoa! he mused to himself, a sinister smile on his face. He had instantly picked up on her
feelings of hatred and anger. It took
him by surprise at first, not expecting her emotions to be that strong. He returned his hand to her head and closed
his eyes to view her dream.
. * .
* . * . *
. * .
She
was back home, in the temple of the God of War.
Frantically
searching the corridors, and calling out names.
"Cal,
Sly, Snake. Where are you? Answer me!"
She
could hear voices echoing all around her, confusing her direction, yet she
never faltered her focus.
She
flung open each door she found with fury.
She
had a determination would not be extinguished.
Then
the evil laugher started taunting her.
"Tori,
oh Tori? You're getting warmer,
Tori."
It
was Cupid's voice.
Every
word he said caused her rage to increase ten fold.
By
the time she got to the last door, her face was red, her teeth clenched, and
her hands were in fists.
Near
insanity glowed in her eyes.
The
door flew open and she stepped inside the dark room.
"Where
are you, you worm? Show yourself!"
she screamed.
Then
a single beam of light lit up an area on the floor,
revealing
the dead, mangled body of one of her friends.
Cal. His detached head spoke to her.
"Tori,
how nice of you to return for us. I guess
late is better than not at all."
Then
he laughed mockingly.
Tori
ignored what he said and sent the head rolling by kicking it.
She
continued to walk into the darkness.
Then
another beam of light revealed another friend, Snake.
The
arms and legs of his mangled body morphed into four serpents that came at
her.
She
cut each snake in half as it approached.
The
act was systematic and seemed to faze her not.
Further
she walked into the darkness.
Another
beam, another friend.
This
time it was Sly. He looked alive.
Tori's
heartbeat quickened as she had first thought that he was all right.
She
started over to him and then stopped.
"Tori,
what took you so long? Aren’t you going
to help me?" he said.
"Please
let me free, so I can put my arms around you."
She
said nothing at first. She only stared
at him through cautious eyes.
"No,
not until I find Cupid. Do you know
where he is?"
Sly's
eyes widened. "What do you mean,
no? Please, Tori, let me
loose."
"NO! You'll be safer where you are. Now tell me, where is Cupid?"
Suddenly
Sly's face turned angry and his eyes began to glow an ugly yellow-green.
"I
SAID LET ME LOOSE, YOU BITCH!" he roared.
He
had turned into some horrid, disfigured creature.
Tori
casually walked over to the beast and ran her sword through it without
emotion.
She
continued on, now following the taunting voice of the cruel God of War.
"You're
getting warmer. Warmer. Oh, oh, now you're getting cold. Oh, that's better.
Warmer.
Warmer. Even warmer. Now you're hot, baby. You are so dammed hot!"
Cupid
materialized in front of her and looked at her seductively.
"Did
you miss me, lover?"
. * .
* . * . *
. * ."Lover?" Ares’ eyes flew open as he said the word
aloud, slightly tinged with jealously.
She had, once again, surprised him.
So you were another god's lover, huh? And a war god, no less!
No wonder he affects you this way.
I can feel the passion in your hatred, he thought and then
smiled. "I like it!” And it explains where you got your
training, he added to himself.
He returned to monitoring her dream, wanting to know more. He was intrigued by the life of this young
mortal girl.
. * .
* . * . *
. * .
"Well,
I guess you succeeded in your task and have made it back home to me,"
Cupid continued.
"Your
friends have been waiting to throw you a 'welcome home' party,
and
you hardly paid them any attention, Tori.
That's
not very nice of you."
"Who
cares about them, Cupid? I came to see
you."
"Moui,"
he feigned innocence.
"Yes,
Cupid, you. All of this god killing has
left me feeling . . .playful!
I
want you, Cupid.
I
want you to fuck me. Right here, right now."
She
started to tear her tunic off, and Cupid watched with one eyebrow raised.
"Oh,
Cupid," she said with excitement, "killing the god was so fucking awesome.
To
watch all that power drain out of him,
the
light in his eyes growing duller and duller as the minutes passed.
It
was thrilling! Who do you want me to
kill next?"
She
spoke as if the power of bloodlust had completely consumed her.
She
had undressed from the waist up, and eyed him desirably.
Cupid
smirked.
"Well,
looks like I've created a monster. How
utterly fantastic!"
He
moved towards her, removing his belt and sword and letting them drop to the
floor.
"I
couldn't be more pleased the way this has turned out, my love!
You
make me proud to be your God."
He
was close enough to take her in his arms, but had not yet.
She
glared at him strangely.
"Shut
up and fuck me, you worm," she growled.
He
grabbed her roughly, and brought his lips down upon her in a passionate kiss,
moaning
in her mouth.
She
ripped at his clothes, scratching him with her fingernails as she did.
Cupid
closed his eyes and sighed deeply.
"Oh
fuck, Tori. You don't know how long
I've waited for your darkness to come to me.
I
had just about given up on you. But now
. . . now there will be no stopping us!"
Tori
was biting at his neck, and then his ear.
"What
do you mean us?” she whispered.
"There's
only room for one God in my soul,
and
I don't think that ARES IS WILLING TO SHARE!"
A
dagger covered with hind's blood appeared in her hand.
She
immediately ran the knife into his back, twisted the blade, and pulled it
out.
Cupid
pushed her off of him,
his
eyes wide in shock as he looked at Tori grinning evilly.
"You
. . . you . . . lied to me," he said in a breathless voice
and
then grabbed his sword from the floor where he had let it drop.
He
held it up to strike, she she had disappeared from his sight.
"Oh,
Cupid? I’m over here, Cupid? You're getting warmer. Warmer," she teased.
Cupid
started frantically swinging his sword into the darkness, hoping to hit her.
"What's
wrong, lover? You can dish it out, but
you can't take it?
Now
what kind of god does that make you?"
She
emerged from the shadows in front of him.
He
charged at her, but had become too weak to be threatening.
She
moved aside and he fell down at her feet.
"Well,
I'll tell you."
She
squatted down, flipped him over to face her and gave him a malicious smile.
Then
she ran the dagger through his heart.
"A
dead one!" she concluded.
Then
she stood, casually rested her weight on one leg, and crossed her arms,
waiting.
Cupid's
power, his very life force began to evaporate from his physical form.
Tori
laughed evilly as she watched it seep out of his body in a silvery, glowing
mist,
rise,
and then dissipate into nothingness.
. * .
* . * . *
. * .
When Tori finally awoke,
she opened her eyes to find the God of War sitting in a chair he had moved to
the side of the bed, grinning at her ostentatiously.
As she returned the gaze,
she couldn't help but smile, he looked so entertained.
"What? Whato fuo funny? Do I fart in my sleep or something?"
He chuckled. "No, no. I'm just enjoying your company."
She looked a little
doubtful. "Is that so? Are all you war gods deranged like
this?" she laughed under her breath.
Ares raised both his
eyebrows and tilted down his head with one of those "watch what you
say" looks. She noticed it, but
just ignored it and continued to playfully goad the god.
"I suppose you take a
liking to all the crazy mortal women who come close to killing you!" she
joked.
"Most women have
something else on their mind when they come close to me," he purred
seductively. Then he grabbed her arm
and pulled her onto his lap. He had one
hand around her back and he stroked the hair out of her face with the
other.
When he had her complete
attention with his unwavering eyes, he spoke softly to her, attempting to draw
her in with his slick tongue.
"I like you, Tori! You have more guts and determination than
many of my warlords. Not to mention
you're incredibly wild in bed." He
grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head back lightly, then he quickly
licked and sucked on her neck and bit at her ear lobe. She growled her approval and instantly felt
her stomach tie in knots and the warmth grow between her legs.
He stopped and gazed
seriously at her for a moment. He slid
her from his lap as he stood and she moved back to the bed.
"I have a proposal for
you, Victoria. Excuse me, Tori,"
he corrected himself. Ares started to
walk around the room slowly, stopping now and then to pick up something and
examine it.
"I'm listening,"
Tori said impatiently.
He walked around to the end
table and ran his fingers over her tainted knife so that her attention was
drawn to it.
"I'm willing to forget
about this little 'assassination' attempt of yours, if you join my ranks. I'll even give you the opportunity to lead
some of my men. I think you've got what
it takes, Tori.” He paused, waiting to
see her expression at his offer. “So,
you will accept?"
Tori looked away quickly so
the god wouldn't see the excitement on her face. She had hoped for so much, but had learned with Cupid that one
can be too eager, and foolish. "If
I choose not tceptcept, what will happen then?"
"Oh, that's
easy," he said as he shook his head and shrugged. "You die!"
"That's not much of a
choice."
Ares decided to turn on his
charm. This one had much too much
potential to let die from her stubbornness to concede. Moving to her side, he placed his hands on
her shoulders and started to sensually massage them. He moved his face close to her ear and then spoke in a low voice.
"Come on, Tori. We would make a good team," he
coaxed.
"Team? As in me and you?"
He smiled. "No, as in ME and you."
"Isn't that what I
said?"
“No, but that doesn’t
really matter. As long as you remember
who is the god and who is the mortal."
He continued to massage her tight shoulders. "So, Tori, I need your answer. Do you choose death," he paused and then swept her hair to
one side and gently kissed the back of her neck, "or service?"
She shivered as his lips
touched her skin. He continued to tempt
her with his kisses, up to her ear, down her neck, across her throat, slowly
turning her around to face him as he did.
She closed her eyes and started to lose herself in the feeling, enjoying
every move he made on her.
"Well, which do you
choose? Death or service?" he
asked again in a whisper. He gave her a
long, tongued kiss to her mouth. He
smiled knowingly as he pulled away; her eyes were still shut and her lips still
parted.
"Your answer,
Tori," he said with a bit of insistence.
She opened her eyes and
looked deeply into his. She reached out
and gently cupped the gods face with both hands, and drew him closer. Then she gave him a slow, sensual kiss that
clearly conveyed her desire to be with him.
"Does that answer your
question, my Lord?"
He gloated in
satisfaction. A bit of excitement
sparkled in his eyes.
"Excellent choice, my
sweet. Excellent!" His lips returned to hers once again, as he
pushed her into a laying position on the bed and covered her body with his. “Let me start by showing you one of the many
benefits of honoring my name,” he purred.
They were not seen for the
remainder of the evening.
~*~*~*~*~
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