WARNING: This story contains graphic violence, rape and non-consensual
sexual scenes. It is not suitable for children. It is intended for, and
should only be read, by mature adults, over twenty-one years of age.
Fairmaiden
Demigoddess Daughter of Athena
come from her Mount Olympus home to
bring truth and justice to a savage world!
Fairmaiden's mission is to seek out and
destroy evil, wherever the forces of
light cannot otherwise reach!
Chapter 6. Blind Date.
Part B.
At the mercy
of Doctor Natas’s vile henchman, Spike, Fairmaiden, half-swooning in distress,
tumbled helplessly to the floor, at the thug’s feet.
As soon as
he'd frantically torn off all his clothes, Spike pounced on the helpless
superheroine. He roughly spread
her long, gorgeously supple legs, as Fairmaiden whimpered a tearful, useless
plea. Her pitiful plea was in vain; Spike rammed his hugely engorged
penis into her sweet body with a grunt of evil satisfaction.
Fairmaiden
shrieked in horrible violation, when she felt Spike's spurting seed defile
the purity of her maidenly sexual sanctuary.
When the panting
thug withdrew his dripping tool from her sweet body, Fairmaiden rolled away
in sick, shamed despair. Spike had other plans, though. In all his sordid
life, he'd never dreamed of possessing the fabled, unapproachable,
fabulously beautiful Fairmaiden as his love toy for the night. He wasn't
about to let this night end so soon.
Spike shoved
the sobbing Fairmaiden over on her face, and lunged at her again.
Spike intended
that no fantasy go unfulfilled, on this night of nights.
In the main
dungeon, Fairmaiden's captive mother was reminded again of her own unaccustomed
vulnerability.
Overwhelmed
by maternal anxiety for her beloved daughter, Athena was heedless to her
own danger, until the odious Doctor began to lustfully paw her bountiful
bosom, a shocking reminder of her unfamiliar, new, feminine frailty. It was
an obscene offence to her sacred divinity, for those ancient, unholy hands
to defile Athena’s chaste bosom. Such sacrilege cried out for a divine thunderbolt
of retribution. Yet, humiliatingly
milked of her divine powers, the enslaved Warrior Goddess could do nothing
but whimper in protest.
All-powerful
through the ages, Athena was, now, no more than a weak, defenseless woman;
a woman crushed by unbearable defeats and humiliations in the past two days.
Shorn of divine power, Athena could only react as a helpless
woman would. Overwhelmed by fastidious revulsion to the sickening intimate
touch of those wormlike fingers, yet powerless to stop them, Athena gave
way to mortal panic. She frantically tried to escape.
With demonic
strength, that the enfeebled Athena could no longer match, or resist, Doctor
Natas pulled the fleeing deity back onto his bony lap. The goddess perched
helplessly in the demeaning pose, paralyzed by her terror. The evil doctor's
bony hand reached between Athena’s fulsome thighs, of such mouthwatering
ripeness, and Athena could only sniffle in protest.
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Weak as she
was, Athena vainly fought to defend her virtue. In her wild panicky struggles,
she lost her seat on that precarious, bony perch, and crashed to the hard
floor.
No gentleman,
certainly, when the goddess fell, instead of helping her to her feet, the
demonic doctor pounced on her prone body. Sitting astride Athena’s trimly
muscled waist, the old devil’s outsized member nestled, with repulsive familiarity,
between her swelling, perfectly rounded breasts.
Though infinitely
more ancient than his disciple, Spike, Doctor Natas’s vile passions burned
perhaps even more hotly. Hating her virtue and strength, in his flinty heart,
Doctor Natas had long coveted the full-fruited opulence of Divine Athena’s
womanly charms, on his own terms, of course. For ages the delectable charms
of the incomparable Athena were unattainable, no more than an impossible
fantasy. Doctor Natas long bided his time, though, and planned and schemed
for long eons. Tonight, his
evil lust would be satisfied.
So long unapproachable
and unattainable, Athena found herself tonight no more than another female
sexual trifle. She ached with her whole divine being to resist the vicious
passion of her evil captor. Yet she was powerless. On top of the terrible
abuses she had suffered at the hands of Devil Doll and Lilith, the horrible
milking not only weakened her physically, but destroyed her courage and
resolution. Worse, she had irreversibly sworn obedience.
With a whimper of resignation, Divine Athena bowed to the
horrible creature’s demands.
Like Spike, the ‘Good Doctor’ intended no fantasy would go unfulfilled. When Athena had long orally worshipped his massive tool, he roughly tipped her up on the bench, and drove deep into her succulent body.
The vile abomination
thrust deep into the defiled deity’s chaste body with brutal, insistence.
The blasphemous violation horrified and revolted Athena. Yet, as the ‘Good
Doctor's’ massive tool filled her delightfully tight love passage with all
it's intimidating, electrifying power, the huge phallus potently overwhelmed
Athena's timid reticence, took possession of her passionate sensibilities,
and established total mastery over her captive body. In the throes of that
irresistible dominance, the weeping goddess helplessly surrendered to Doctor
Natas's diabolical dominion.
In the ensuing months, the unfortunate divine mother and daughter were
continuously degraded and humiliated, repeatedly raped and debauched,
until their horrifying ordeals resulted in the inevitable.
The end of this cycle of Fairmaiden’s Adventures.