The Challenge

And there she was. The queen of Olympus, on her knees, saying she would be my wife. I savoured the moment for a bit, looking down gloatingly over her literal divine form, before going into character. I lightly took Hera's arm and raised her to her feet. "I thank you for your support your majesty."

"Hera," the goddess said as she rose to her feet.

"What?"

"Well, if we are to be... man and wife, king and queen, then you should start calling me Hera."

"Very well then," I said with a smile.

There was a small awkward silence after that, before Hera spoke up again. "You said this morning that you had a lot of support. How true is that?"

When I hesitated she added, "I got to know. Zeus doesn't forgive those who go against him lightly."

I understood Hera's hesitation. The last time Hera rose up against Zeus, things went horribly and ended up him dangling her over Tartarus into the Primordial Chaos, coming to visit her everyday and threatening her into dropping it, so that her very essence would be dissolved. One of the many abusive things in their marriage that fucked her up in the head and drove her to me.

"You don't have to worry, Hera," I said, smiling. "I wasn't exaggerating. I do have a lot of support, including that of many Olympians. Tomorrow morning, I will summon them all to discuss the future. You will come and see them all. Now that you have joined us, things are going faster than ever."

"That's good then," Hera said some relief.

"Yes," I agreed. "But I have some questions before tomorrow's meeting. First of all, do you know how long it will take for Zeus to return to Olympus?"

Hera stiffened at the sound of her husband's name, but when she replied her voice was steady. "I don't know. My former husband is as unpredictable as his storms. But it'll take at least a week or so."

I was pleased how Hera called Zeus her former husband, but decided not to make a comment on it for now. "Good. Then I want you to have a feast tomorrow night."

"Feast? Why?"

"I need everyone important living in Olympus to be at one place tomorrow night, and them being drunk would be great too. Since you people throw feasts all the time as well, that seems the best."

"Yes, but why do you need to do that?" Hera asked insistently.

"All in good time, dear. You'll get to know everything tomorrow morning."

It was clear that Hera wasn't pleased being talked to this way by a mortal, but that's the great thing with her; as long as you don't piss her off majorly (which Zeus does all the time) Hera is absolutely obedient to the man she considers to be her husband... who just happens to be me at this point.

And so she just bowed her head a little and said "I guess I'll go now then."

"Wait," I said, crossing over the room and putting an arm around the goddess. With how shy she was acting, one wouldn't be able to guess that this was a five thousand years old being. I gestured at the bed. "If it's children you want, we can get started on it right now."

Hera looked at the bed with the same look of longing she had in the dream. But then she sighed and put a hand on my chest while shaking her head. "I cannot."

"Why?"

"Because I'm the goddess of marriage," she said. "I cannot cheat on my husband. It'll change something primordial in this world. I don't know what it would be, but I'd rather not risk it. So unless Zeus is killed or he formerly stops our marriage, we can't have sex."

"Oh," I said. I didn't know that. Still, with the plans I had for Zeus, that second option will happen soon enough.

"But," Hera said, coming closer to me with a mischievous smile She rested her cheek on mine and whispered into my ear, "that doesn't mean we can't do anything else."

And with that, Hera breezed out of the room with divine speed, leaving me with a boner and a smile. The little cocktease. I will have so much fun with her.

Sitting down on a chair, I shouted Jason (who is always standing guard outside my room) to bring me his girlfriend to rid me of my boner. Then I began to carefully think about my future plans

All in all, the meeting went well. Just before it started, I was able to corner Hera in a secluded room. Without worrying about Zeus's presence, and with Hera trusting me now, I was able to get into her mind and change it to the way I wanted. With my dreams having done most of the work there wasn't much to do anyway. Like with everyone under my wing, I made Hera trust me completely and made it impossible for her to betray me and just tweaked enough stuff in her mind to make her accept the general slutiness going around. And so when Hera entered the room, she was still surprised by the improved costumes everyone was wearing, the fact that all the women call me 'master' and normally chaste goddesses like Artemis and Demeter supporting me, but she didn't make too much of a fuss, allowing me to carry out the meeting quite smoothly.

And now here I was, that very night, in the great hall of the main palace of Olympus. Everyone on Olympus were invited and revelry was all around me. I have asked Dionysus, one of the many gods now under my command, to make the drinks much more potent when it comes to the drinks of the gods, and the hall grew more and more rowdy with every second.

Beside me was Jason, pretending to be a bit drunk and shouting on top of his voice. "And then we were surrounded with not one, not two, but three chimeras! Twenty four fucking heads all bearing down on us. A lesser man would have fled, but Raj, the madman, took out his sword..."

I toned out of the conversation with a slight smile. Even though his tale was a total fabrication, the awe and conviction in Jason's voice was real. He believes that I could really do it. The others in the table, mostly members of the Camp Half-Blood were listening with rapt attention. Several gods who that I haven't taken over milled about with skeptical looks in their faces, but no one interrupted the story.

I patted Jason's arm, a sign for him to continue and walked away. I walked through the thongs of gods, passing Demeter that subtly winked at me and the war god Ares drinking heavily, I went straight to Hera. The queen of Olympus was talking with her ladies in waiting (mostly minor goddesses and nymphs) but when she saw me, she gave such a radiant smile that it made me stop on the spot for a moment before I resumed what I was doing.

"Your Majesty. May I talk with you in private for a moment?" I asked, extending an arm. Her ladies in waiting seemed offended by my forwardness, but Hera only put her arm on mind, saying in her regal voice, "Of course, Director. It must be important."

With that, I led the Queen of Olympus out of the hall and kept walking. Once a safe distance away, I untangled my hand from hers and rested it on her back, but it didn't stay there for long. The hand went up and down Hera's back as we walked, going up to plat with her brown curls a bit and then down to the edge of her ass, but never going all in. the goddess walked as if there's nothing wrong, but a small smile had broken out on her usually static face.

"I seem to remember you made a promise to me last night," I said.

"Oh did I? I have no recollection of it at all," Hera said in a playful voice. It was amazing to see the change in her since last night. The thought of escaping from Zeus has made Hera much more happy and mischievous. I guess that's how she was before she married a serial cheater and ****.

"It's too bad you can't remember," I carried on. "Because I'm gonna cash in on that promise anyway!"

With that I roughly spun the goddess, pressing my lips to hers and pushing my tongue deep into her throat. Hera was **** for a second before she started reciprocating it. She only stopped when my hands started to tug on her chiton.

Taking my hand firmly away, she said in a serious voice, "Raj. We can't. What if somebody sees us?"

"No one would come this far deep. All the servants would be preoccupied with the feast. We are alone... in this dark cozy corner."

"I guess you are right." Hera said reluctantly.

Instead of answering, I just kept looking at her. The goddess smiled. "You are insatiable." With that, she shrugged off the sleeves of her chiton. It fell to her waist, reveal Hera's magnificent tits. She raised her hands to cover them up, but I stepped in front of her, placing my mouth on one of her breasts while playing with the other's nipple. Hera gasped loudly, before slapping her hand over her mouth. My hands roamed all over her back, until they found her shoulders and gently started pushing her downwards. It was very clear that Hera was still worried, but her horniness won out in the end as the goddess sank into her knees.

"How does it feel like to have a mortal looking down on you?" I asked teasingly while unbuckling my pants.

Hera rolled her eyes. "You know it's very unseemly for one to gloat-" whatever the rest of Hera's sentence was, it died in her throat as my cock came out. Hera simply stared at it for several seconds before getting her bearing and trying to look normal.

I smiled. "No need to be ashamed. It has that affect on everyone."

With that, I gripped my cock and traced it over Hera's lips, leaving a trail of pre cum over it. But her lips remained closed.

"I'm sorry, but I can't suck your cock. Not like this, when anyone might find us. Sorry."

"No need to apologize." I said, smiling down on her like a benevolent god. "The last thing I want to do is pressure you. You can use your hand if you want to."

Hera looked greatful at this. Wrapping her delicate fingers around my cock, she began to tug. But it was already too late. The little pre cum I had left on her lips were already doing their job, getting her more and more addicted to it by the second. Before the minute was done, Hera was slobbering on my cock.

She had closed her eyes in shame at her own hypocrisy. But as she sucked, I lifted her face, and looking directly at her piercing blue eyes, I said, "You are doing wonderfully. You are making me so happy and proud wife."

I wondered when was the last time Zeus said anything kind to her. The blue eyes widened and Hera resumed the sucking with gusto, now acting like a true slut, making all the right wet noises that drives a man over the edge. Soon I was cumming into the queen's mouth as she guzzled it all down her throat. A true slut in the making.

Once it was done, both of stared at each other, panting. Hera was looking sadly at the little cum webbing on her fingers, but when I smiled encouragingly, she pushed her whole hand into her mouth before looking at me lovingly and giggling. All that was left of Hera, Queen of Olympus.

Before I could make a comment, there was a loud crash, and the sound of angry voices came. Hera looked at me with wide eyes; the plan was underway. Hastily putting on our clothes, we ran to the great hall.

There standing over an overturned table was Ares, the god of war, breathing raggedly while swaying drunkenly. When we came in, his red eyes fixed on me. It would probably be more scary if I hadn't just cummed inside his mother's mouth.

"You!" he shouted, pointing at me. "Yes, you! All night, I had to listen to this... this boy spewing all sorts of drivel about you. About how you killed three chimeras in one go, and destroyed twenty five cyclopes in five minutes."

I looked at Jason, who shrugged. Twenty five cyclopes? He really went overboard. But it got the job done.

"That is all true," I said calmly, meeting his eyes.

"Preposterous!"

"Maybe for you."

The hall was deadly silent. Ares looked at me slowly. "What did you say to me punk?"

"Maybe it's impossible for you"

"You dare challenge me boy?"

"You just questioned my integrity in front of my peers. So yes, I challenge you."

The hall was at an impasse. Ares was looking at me incredulously. He was probably thinking that he could take me easily, but my confidence was making him nervous, and the last time he dueled with a demigod must still be pretty fresh in his mind. So he took the expected route. "It is beneath an Olympian to fight puny mortals. My daughter and my mortal champion will fight you on my behalf. Clarisse La Rue!"

The head of the Ares cabin rose up uncertainly, before remembering her role and sneering at me with her usual aggressiveness.

The ball was on my court now. Everyone was looking at me. I took some time to pretend to be thinking, before saying, "I accept the challenge, Lord Ares."

Author's Note - a little bit of action, a little bit of plot, the invasion is going ahead in full steam now. Did you like the chapter? Tell me your thoughts in the comment section. ;)