A Growing Rage

The sight of another man entering her mother’s bed chambers, the sounds of wet slapping echoing through her palace, and the lewd taunts of other men made Telemacha’s skin crawl. The last conversation with her mother echoed in her head as well, as she began to pay more attention to her surroundings.

She was no longer unaware of the prying eyes and lewd comments about her own body as she passed by. Despite being much younger than her mother, the men in these chambers still seemed ready to claim her virgin soul. Laughs and jeers could be heard once more, however Telemacha knew it was her mother’s sacrifice keeping her safe.

“The harlot has already laid with almost every man in the palace at this point. I am surprised she has not yet produced an heir!” Said a deep, and imposing voice from across the palace, followed by harsh jeering laughter from his surrounding cohorts. “Perhaps the woman is infertile? She forsakes the Gods by being a lesbian, and they reward her by cursing her infertile womb.” The man continues as more roaring laughter fills the palace.

The man was Antinous, the first suitor that laid his claim on Penelope, and the most brutal man that currently resided in the palace. He would have been a part of Odysseia’s voyage if it weren’t for an injury days prior to them setting sale. The injury has since healed, and he uses his strength to bully all those in his way.

Telemacha, however, was tired of his insistent taunts. She had put up with it long enough, and she couldn’t help it anymore. She rose to her feet, and from across the dining hall she screamed, silencing the crowd around them.

“You will not speak of my mother in such a way! You are a guest, and you will treat your host with the respect that she deserves!” Telemacha screamed, her cheeks a bright red, but her eyes piercing as she stared the man down. The room went silent, only the sounds of Penelope in the next room could be heard, until sounds of Antinous’s laughter broke the tension.

“Do you want us to respect your Mommy, little girl?” He growls as some of his cronies began to chuckle. Telemacha could feel her heart sinking in her chest as the man approached, towering over her the closer he got. “I did not hear anything from her about respect as she was choking on my cock. Nor when I grabbed your sweet mother by her hair, swatted her ass red, and fucked her like whore that she is!”

“Do not speak of her like that!” Telemacha yelled as she attempted to push the man away, barely sending him stumbling before he quickly recovered and laughed again, closing the distance once more, this time even closer than before.

“Do you not hear our Queen right now? Moaning like a slut for a common suitor. Have you ever had the thought that if your mother wasn’t such a whore that maybe Odysseia would not be waiting so long to return?” His smirk was evil, and the fire in his eyes matched Hades himself. Telemacha couldn’t hold back any longer, in rage, and unthinking, she swung her right arm…

And it was caught by Antinous as the crowd roared in laughter. “What’s wrong little wolf? Can’t face the truth?” He asked, taking another step to close the distance as one of his large hands squished against her stomach. “You understand, your mother keeping our balls empty is the only reason we have yet to turn our attention on you.” He teased, as his hand started to creep up to her neckline.

Telemacha was frozen in fear, her heart pounding as she felt the man start to undo her top. He breath was caught in her throat, unable to speak, except for a small yelp as her breasts were freed, and Antinous continued to talk.

“However, it has been quite some time that your mother has graced me with her presence.” He teased as his lips became closer to her chest. “I wonder if you would be able to satisfy my cock as well as she does.” His words are finished as his lips wrap around her nipple, sucking on the supple flesh and giving her a pleasure she has yet to feel in her life.

“Oh Gods~!” Telemacha moans as he begins to suck her breasts. The woman freezes, eyes softening, as she involuntarily pushes her chest forward towards the man. She couldn’t help herself much more, her heart raced, and she could feel a wetness growing down below.

“Such light touches already have you feeling like this?” The man teased as he pulled back, keeping one hand continuously groping and massaging the young woman's breast. “Just imagine what my cock would do for you…” He whispered into her ear, growling, causing a shiver to rush down Telemacha’s spine. “Beg for it, princess. And I will fuck you right here, right now, in front of everyone. I’ll make you cum so hard you will beg your mother to choose me as her lover, and I will claim you both just the same as I claim the rightful throne to Ithaca.”

“ANTINOUS!” Screamed a harsh, shrill voice that made everyone, including him, jump at attention. At first there was fear, but Antinous only smirked at the sight of a half naked Queen Penelope standing at the doors to her chamber, staring down at him as he groped her own flesh and blood.

“You will remove your hands from my daughter this instant!” She screams as she pushes herself from her chamber door. Immediately Antinous put his hands to the sky, as if faking surrender, before closing the distance between the two of them.

“I apologize my Queen. Just hearing your delightful moans made me horny for you once again.” He growls, his large hand resting against the Queens hip now as he stares at her with a smirk, holding her as if she was claimed property. “Your daughter was kind enough to lend me her time while I await our next meeting…”

The two of them continued to talk as Telemacha fixed her top and began to sink away back into a corner. She was doing everything in her power not to cry, but as tears began to well up in the corners of her eyes the thought became too much to bear.

“We really need to work on that guy.” Echoed a woman's voice. Telemacha began to look around, but no woman was in sight. “A dog like that needs to be trained.” The voice continued clear as day, confusing Telemacha even more as she looked around. “I think you could do with a bit of training yourself, darling.”

A second voice…