Of Gods, Heroes and Depravity

Authors note: Bear with me, it's a slow start.

This story leans heavily into a subs role, someone else might add a dom role, but not me! If I'm writing, you're fucked. Literally.

Begin:

Trumpets sound as golden confetti descends on the cheering crowd below. Boots rumble the ground as the soldiers surrounding the stone Amphitheater marched in place, only adding to the cheers of the people of Delphi.

Thousands were gathered to drink and spill wine, eat and cheer. Men bellowed and tussled each other and the women bore their breasts bare to the heroes standing above.

They were hollering, at you.

Between 2 other heroes, draped in white-gold cloth and armor, you stood center, staring down at the adoring people below, who threw slivers of gold confetti, gifts and garments at your feet.

Believed to be demigods, you, and those beside you were the heroes of Delphi.

On your right, the tall, athletic figure of Evangelia, a fierce, dark haired beauty with bold, intimidating features, as strikingly beautiful as they were smug and terrifying. This fit well with the large, round, golden shield and silver tipped spear she held at her sides.

On your left, the slightly shorter, fair archer, Sara, her flowing blonde hair cascading over her naked shoulders to the golden armor below. People feared her not only for her intensity and deadly skill with both sword and bow, but for her gentle beauty. Perfection and purity flawless enough to attract the wrath of a jealous god.

You stood between the two, draped in a warriors Chiton, white cloth that covered one shoulder, tightened with a golden buckle. Yes, the Greeks did like their gold. Even your sword was hilted with gold.

Your thoughts were interrupted as the chanting stopped, and a silence fell over the Amphitheater.

On the balcony above you, a voice rang out.

"Thank you people of Delphi! For this grand celebration of our three, FINEST heroes!!"

The voice echoed over the crowd, which surged once again in cheer. The voice had come from the High Archonte, Ambrose, the slightly overweight, white-beaded ruler of Delphi.

"But this celebration, is also a sendoff." Ambrose preached to the crowd from his ordained balcony. "For the past few years our lands have been tormented by many savage beasts, creatures of myth and legend that recently began to stir. But, there is one which has caused more , that almost the rest combined."

The crowd murmured and shifted uncomfortably at the ominous words, and pausing to let it sink in, Ambrose continued. "Somewhere in the coves and ocean cliffs to the south, lurks a creature that has been terrorizing the coast, causing whole ships and crew to vanish without a trace. Every hunting party and naval fleet sent to kill it, has disappeared."

You knew where this was going, it's why you were here. In fact, everything had lead up to exactly this.

"Fortunately, the Gods are on our side. They have sent us, three of their children!!"

The crowd exploded into sound. "For the past three years, these three warriors have trained night and day, fought every creature we could find, and slain darkness the gods themselves fear!!!"

"He's laying it on a bit thick.." muttered Evangelia through the corner of her mouth.

You had to agree. But the people were scared, and at this moment, they were electric with excitement.

"For three years, they have prepared, and now it is time, for them to expunge the darkness that plagues our lands. It is time for them to kill the beast of the Valtos sea!"

No more could be said, the crowd was out of control, cheering and throwing gifts and flowers as the three of you marched out of the Amphitheater. The cobblestone road was lined with people from all over, thousands had gathered to watch your departure.

The classic tale of a Greek hero. All the fame and wealth in the world was just about in your hand, the High Archonte had promised you everything you could have dreamed of for the head of this creature. Before you lay a lifetime of eating grapes on satin pillows, fed meat and wine by the most beautiful women the land had to offer. You had been promised endless girls at a single request by the Archonte, but by the looks of the growing mass of women following through the crowd, beautiful the way only Greece can make, you realized you would never need ask.

A life of paradise and ecstasy lay ahead of you. All you had to do... Was survive.