The Wrath of Gaia pt 2 - Sex Stories

The Wrath of Gaia pt 2

... and 3 men all dressed in various colored robes, except one who is dressed very similarly to the girl escorting me here with what seems to be wolf pelt armor. Sitting on a higher chair than the rest is a man with a light beard and an all white robe, but he is the one with the strongest presence of them all, to the point of even avoiding looking at him. As I approach the circle, even though I have done nothing wrong, the sheer presence of these six is so powerful that I can feel my legs ready to give out under the pressure they exert, but I manage to hold it together and keep my head low. As we reach the middle, I suddenly feel the back of my knees give out as the girl swiftly forces me to kneel before pinning a diamond nail through the chord into the ground, thus locking me in place on my knees with my hands near my feet. As I look back at her, she walks toward one of the males before dropping to one knee and presenting the wreath the woman had given me earlier that day. I start to put things together in my head as I realize that the wreath had been stolen and I had been made a martyr for an unknown cause, but what could I do? I had no proof of this fact besides my own words, and I these people are very serious about this wreath. The man takes the wreath from her hands, before quickly putting it on, and it is now that I finally hear one of them speak. "Thank you Catarsus, you are a strong tracker, and a stronger niece", Cartasus, the girl who brought me here, simply bows her ...

... head farther before backing away to behind me once again, but this time it is her to speak. "My lords, I have brought to you, after a perilous search, the thief of Lord Apollo's golden wreath. I have brought him here today to have a decision be made for the consequence of said action, that will be enacted by my hand as the prosecutor of his crimes." My eyes widen as I recognize the name of Apollo as being one of the gods worshipped by most. One of the gods that I didn't believe to exist. Without missing a beat, the woman dressed similar to Catarsus starts to click her fingers against the table in agitation. "The answer to this is painfully obvious, he should be killed for having even thought of stealing from a god, let alone my own brother. The sheer thought that he would dare disrespect my bloodline like that infuriates me to no end." Watching her fingers click against the table makes me fear that she might break it with just her fingertips as she stares daggers through my chest. Across from her another woman starts to speak. "Artemis you are acting purely off of emotions, please calm yourself down or we can find another lord to replace you, probably one with more wisdom", the woman said with a large amount of venom in her words. This did not sit well with Artemis as she quickly stood to her feet, slamming her fist onto the table hard enough for even I to feel the shake on the ground. "If you would like to go another round Athena, I will break that fabled shield of yours, ...