A chat

You didn't realize you had nodded off, but it has gotten dark outside by the time you open your eyes. Penelope is still with you, although you had slid off her and were snuggled into her side. You sit up with a start, the unfamiliarity of the room and the beautiful girl beside you throwing you for a moment, then it comes flooding back to you. You had just fucked the hottest girl in your life! This should be a moment to beat your chest and announce it to the world, but you are still more than confused as to how this happened.

Penelope, realizing you're awake sits up beside you. She still looks amazing. "Can I get you anything my lord?"

"Uh yeah, sure - I could do with a drink", you say, realizing you are parched.

Penelope hops out of bed and heads quickly to the kitchen turning briefly to ask. "I have coffee, soda,... beer?"

You nod appreciatively, both at her naked ass and the offer. "Beer would be good. Thanks".

By the time she has returned with a newly poured glass and offers it to you with both hands, you feel you need to get some answers. While this is without question the best thing that has ever happened to you, you need to try to find out why. "Uh Penelope?"

"Yes majesty?"

"Can I see the text you got?" you ask referencing the text she mentioned the first time you met her which seemed to kick everything off for her.

"Certainly", she reaches over to her bedside table and retrieves her phone. A couple of taps later and a message appears:

Θυμήσου, υποτελής

Huh. That's no help. You glance at the bracelet you're still wearing then back to her phone. "You read Greek?"

"Yes sir, but only since this morning. I've no idea how I understand it now".

"What does it say?"

"It says: Remember, Thrall".

"Huh!... and after that?"

"And after that, I began to remember. Then you arrived and when you put your penis in my mouth everything came back to me". She looks at you simply with no expression of guile, believing that you know the reasons for all of this.

"And what did you remember?" you ask, voice almost breaking with excitement, and take a swig of your beer.

"That I am," she paused and corrected herself, "we, are your thralls, yours completely to command and do as you wish or desire. It is the covenant."

"Pfffft!" you say and involuntarily splurt some of your beer across her naked breasts in surprise at her comments. She completely ignores it. You look at her for a moment. She is being serious. Fuck!

The beer starts to run down her torso, glistening on her tits. Fuck that looks good on her.

"When you say we....?"

"The women of the imperial palace. Here", she frowned then corrected herself, "This building, number 7".

This whole building was yours to fuck as you please? How the fuck did that happen? One more thing occurs to you. You stick your left arm out towards her, so that she can see your new cool leather bracelet, and given it was so near you figure you may as well grope her tit while its there. "Can you read these markings?"

Αυτός που φορά αυτό το σιδεράκι θα ασκήσει τις δυνάμεις του Οδυσσέα.

"Of course. Its says: He who wears this bracer will exercise the powers of Odysseus."

Huh, you think, not quite the hammer of Thor, but, Odysseus? Although your name is a version of his you never did read the classics. What kind of cool superpowers did he have?