Goddess No Longer II (Ea)(TG-Empress)

A TG-Empress Request for FunMeYay

Athena was challenged to a fight by Ares, who was wielding a new mysterious spear. Athena thought the battle would go like every other one they’d had up to date. However, the power of Ares’ new spear turned out to be too powerful for Athena to match.

She lost the fight, and as a result, Ares stripped away her godhood and gave her a task in order to reclaim it. Now, in order to complete that task, she has to live not only as a mortal woman but as a slave for the next year.

Even though she was now a mortal, she was still confident she’d complete this task, reclaim her godhood, and then put Ares back in his place. After telling her all this, Ares asked if she was ready for the challenge.

Athena scoffed at him—well, she tried to but couldn’t because of the ball gag in her mouth. So instead she just nodded, wanting to get this over with as soon as possible. Ares laughed and grabbed the ropes binding her arms.

He dragged her outside and towards the first caravan he could find. He presented Athena to him and told the caravan leader that she was one of his servants, one that he was done with, so he was willing to sell her to him for a decent price.

The caravan leader was more than happy to buy a sale from a god and even paid a decent amount for Athena, though Ares didn’t need the gold, nor did he care in the slightest about the amount he got for her.

The purpose was to just send her off for a very spicy year as a slave. As soon as she was purchased, Athena was brought around to the back of the caravan and inspected from her head all the way down to her toes.

The men checking her out said she had a very sexy body, from her perfect curves to large breasts. They then started talking about how much money they could get from selling her, which was quickly shot down by the caravan leader.

He said they wouldn’t be selling her, not for a while at least. He instead said she’d make them more in the long run if they rented her out in the towns they visited, and that way, they could get to enjoy her amazing body themselves along the way.

The group of men laughed together and agreed that it sounded like a better plan. Athena just looked grossed out, but this is exactly what she’s come to expect from men. It seems she’ll have to put up with it until this task is complete.

Of course, for everything they did to her, she’d find something worse to do to Ares once she reclaimed her godhood. After inspecting Athena and playing around with her breasts just to hear her moan and to see her squirm around, they decided to dress her up.

Though the clothes they gave her weren’t anything she’d actually call clothing. There were only two pieces, a top and a bottom. Both of them were mostly strings, with a bit of fabric dangling down from them.

They took the top part and wrapped it around Athena’s chest. The fabric covered her nipples, while the string was used to tie it in place and hold it tightly on her chest. Athena looked down and was annoyed.

It only covered her nipples; it did nothing to cover the rest of her breasts. The bottoms were the same way, a string to make it tight around her body and a piece of cloth to cover her private parts, which again barely covered anything and was very tight.

As annoying as her new outfit was, she was at least glad they removed the bar spreading her feet apart and the rope forcing her to bend backwards. Of course, only for a moment. They then tied her wrists together and attached the rope to one of the horses’ saddles.

They then put heavy metal cuffs around her ankles and attached just enough chain between them that she’d be able to hobble alongside the horse as it walked with the rest of the caravan. Satisfied with her look and happy she wasn’t going anywhere, the caravan began to travel again.

Athena was pulled forward when the horse started to move and had to try really hard to keep up with it so it didn’t pull her off her feet and drag her along the ground. Doing that in her very skimpy new outfit came with a side effect.

Her large breasts would flop up and down as she tried to keep up with the horse, and even more so if she stumbled or even tripped. She had always worn armor before and thus never had this problem thanks to it, so she never realized how big her breasts were and how much they moved.

It was totally embarrassing, especially as she knew the men that walked by her were watching them bounce and thinking about her. As it turned out, seeing her like that was quite the promotion for her new services.

Her new services, which included doing anything the men paying for it wanted. They’d see her, pay the gold, take her behind a tree or to their house if they had one, and begin having their fun with the beautiful woman that they were completely unaware was previously a goddess.

The first man to hire her has no idea how lucky he was to deflower a goddess; no amount of gold in this world would be enough to actually pay for that. Since that first time, Athena has done the deed hundreds of times with both random people and the members of the caravan.

During the days while traveling, she was simply shackled and pulled along by the horses, but on days while they were settling in the cities, she was displayed until her services were purchased, which was quite often.

During the nights she gets her arms tied behind her back and the spreader bar back between her feet. That’s when the members of the caravan take her to their tents and get to have all the fun they want with her.

Suffice to say, since becoming a mortal slave, she’s been quite busy and barely sleeps, but even as a mortal she was strong-willed and smart; she’d get through this, she’d complete this task and beat Ares, she just knew it.

Eventually the caravan made it to the Greek city of Sparta, the city of men and war, a city that didn’t like Athena all that much. They preferred her brother Ares over her, and whenever she’d been here in the past, they always let her know.

Of course, back then it was just all talk; most of these Spartan men didn’t have the balls to challenge her to a fight, as they all knew they’d lose. Those that did challenge her never lasted more than ten seconds in a fight with her.

Athena had never been worried about being here before, as she could handle them, but now in a mortal body with none of her strength, she was really worried about being shown off here. She just hoped people would continue to not recognize her like how it had been up until now.

That way she could worry about her other problem. Sparta was a bad city to be in if you’re a woman. The men treat them as second class, and if they’re not doing something to satisfy the men or something useful in general, life is really bad for them.

Then there were the slaves, more specifically the female slaves. They didn’t even get the second-class citizen treatment; no, they were treated like animals. Here they slept on the ground, ate off the ground, and went to the bathroom wherever they were chained up.

So that didn’t bode well for Athena. That first day in Sparta, Athena was tied up in a way that kept her on her hands and knees, with her head pointed up and some sort of ring in her mouth to keep it open.

The caravan leader then put up a sign saying, “Empty your load in a busty babe for only three gold.” That turned out to be quite the hit, and Athena found herself working very hard and consuming so much semen she didn’t even need the moldy bread they tossed her that night for dinner.

It was a bit gross, but she kept telling herself she’d get through this. It had been a few months already, and she was nearly halfway done with her yearlong task, and not once had she refused a command. She was going to do this, then have her revenge on Ares.