Julie: Stolen by the Gods (Slaves of Olympus Book 1)

by Alan Horn

  I learned many slave positions and practiced moving between them with as much grace as I could. She gave me a stinging stripe on my ass when I wasn't quick or graceful enough. I learned, kneel, stand, supine, punishment, leash, obeisance, submit and many more. I've read that Eskimos have twenty words for snow. I guess slavegirls need as many names for submit.

  I spent two more weeks in intensive training. I learned sexual techniques for mew and women. I practiced belly dance. I wasn't great at it, but I did learn to move my breasts and hips well. I learned how to serve drinks and meals. And I was whipped. I was whipped every day, at least ten strokes. I learned to enter subspace and feel pleasure when I was whipped. It was much easier to drift into pleasure when a broader strap was used. The cane and whip gave more of a sharp cut that went right through me. The strap or flogger were the best. They warmed my ass and heated me up inside too. I could climax after only a couple of blows with a strap. They stopped being a punishment. I looked forward to those.

  I learned there were other girls being trained too. I found out when I was assigned to give them punishments. I was tentative at first, but I soon learned what joy I received when I whipped a girl. The sounds we make are almost the same as when we climax. I loved using a strap or whip on a girl. I enjoyed the whip more because they took longer to climax. It relieved my conscience when they thanked me afterwards.

  I learned what Mistress meant when she said, " You will enjoy your whipping as much as I enjoy whipping you."

  Finally, mistress told me I was ready. She locked my hands to the back of my collar and chained me to a wall ring. I was so excited I was shaking. She left me alone. She was gone only moments,

  Master appeared before me and he was holding mistress’ leash. She had her hands locked behind her. That mysterious lust blossomed in me again. God. How did they do it? How could I function with this huge arousal making me drip and pant?

  “Cotys says you are ready. Do you agree?”

  “Yes, Master. I am ready.” Ready to be taken, Master. Please.

  He freed me from the chain holding me to the wall. He put a leash on my nose ring. Then we were in a different place. A large room sparsely furnished with colorful hangings on the walls. Opening on a white stone patio or terrace.

  He led us to a chair where he sat. He dropped the leashes and Mistress / Cotys and I knelt in front of him. My lust was overwhelming. It was all I could do to stay still. I wanted to throw myself at his feet and spread my legs.

  Cotys, submit to me. Julie watch her."

  Cotys shuffled between Master's legs and said, "Master, I am Cotys, your slave. I am your property forever and will obey you completely in all things. Command me Master. May I service you as a sign of my submission?”

  I hated her. He was my Master. I should be servicing him. I wanted to suck his cock, to make him huge then take him in my cunt.

  "Cotys, service me now."

  She lowered her head to his crotch and gently lowered his zipper with her teeth. She worked for minutes to free his semi-rigid cock. When free she licked and kissed its tip. When it was fully erect she took it in her mouth and sucked. Her head bobbed in and out as she made the ultimate sexual submission a girl can give a man. He stopped her before he climaxed and said, "Cotys, you are now my property. I will keep you safe and cherish you. When I discipline you, or pleasure you, it will be from love. I will treat you as a rare and valuable treasure, and you will always wear my chains."

  "Thank you, my Master."

  Oh how I longed to take her place. He was my Master. I needed him.

  "Julie, submit to me." Oh. My. God! At last. I would fulfill my destiny. I would be permitted to submit to him. I vibrated with eagerness.

  Chapter 5: Submission

  I was on for the most meaningful performance of my life. For me this was huge. Even though I thought there was no way I would be rejected, I was still terrified. I was going to beg this God seated before me to take me as his slave. I felt so small and insignificant. I had been intimidated by the majesty of courtrooms and judges before. That life seemed so tiny and negligible now. Everything I wanted was seated in front of me. I desperately wanted to serve this man.

  "Master, I am Julie, your slave. I am your property forever and will obey you completely in all things. Command me Master. May I service you as a sign of my submission?”

  "Julie, you may service me."

  I lowered my head to his crotch and licked and kissed his still rigid penis. I took it in my mouth and sucked. I shoved my head up and down his huge shaft. I, in my turn, made the ultimate sexual submission to my man. I sucked as hard as I could and when he orgasmed into my mouth I almost choked. There was so much it filled my mouth. I struggled to swallow it and I did. It tasted salty and sweet and so good. I wanted more. It must be instantly addictive because the longing for more was overwhelming.

  "Julie, you are now my property. I will keep you safe and cherish you. When I discipline you, or pleasure you, it will be from love. I will treat you as a rare and valuable treasure, and you will always wear my chains."

  "Thank you, my Master. I am yours forever."

  He unlocked both our hands. He said, "Cotys, show Julie around and explain how the household works. Start her on an easy task." He removed the leashes from our nose rings and put them in a closet.

  Cotys took my hand and led me out of the room. My hands were free. I held my free hand in front of me and rotated it. "Cotys, I had almost forgotten what these looked like."

  "Master likes to have us be useful. We're locked up tight at night, but use our hands during the day."

  "Mistress, should I address you as 'Mistress' here, or as Cotys?"

  "Here and now, I'm just a slavegirl like you. Call me Cotys, please."

  "OK, Cotys. Master took me to town to get my tag and bell. I saw many slaves with their hands locked behind them, wearing a pack on their back. Why was that?"

  "Masters send girls to stores to get things for the house, food, mainly. They put instructions and money in a little sack they hang from our collars. They carry home the things master wants in those packs."

  "They were shopping?"

  "Well, yes, but the girl doesn't get to buy anything they want. Girls love to go to town. Its a time to talk to other girls To see other people. And sometimes to show off. Its a fun change of pace for a slave to be allowed to go to town by herself."

  "Aren't girls tempted to escape?"

  "Julie, that's just not possible. Your master knows exactly where you are every moment of your life. Besides, your nose ring controls where you can go. The masters set it for the places they want you to go and it directs you."

  "Directs me? How? Isn't it just a metal ring?"

  "It is powerful. It knows where you are allowed to go and stops you from going off course."

  "Stops me how?"

  "It will vibrate when you stray, then give you harder and harder shocks if you continue. If you keep going, it will knock you out and call a man to fetch you home. You'll be punished and restricted more than now."

  "But that's not all. Look at your wristlet. See the ring on it?"

  "Yes. I see it. I have one on every one of my cuffs. I see you have them too. So?"

  "Watch this." She took both my wrists in her hands and pulled them towards her. "Look at the rings." Her fingers were holding the rings on my cuffs, not the cuffs themselves. She pushed the rings together. They seemed to melt and flow together until one was inside the other. Then they were just metal rings holding my wrists together.

  It was like magic.

  "How did you do that. Can I do it?"

  "All the rings work the same way. Its magic, but its magic everyone can use. Here's what I know about them. They are controlled by thought and there are restrictions. No ring will ever leave the cuff its on. Any woman can lock another woman's ring to anything. The woman wearing the ring can not open her own rings. Any man can open a woman's ring. Only a man, her mistress, or the woman that locked another woman'
s ring can open it. There are no locks and keys like they use on Earth. To open or close a ring, if you are permitted, you only have to hold it and think 'open' or 'close.' Oh, and you can't work my rings because I am assigned as your mistress. That's it."

  "How do they work?

  "There's a lot of magical things around here and the men keep their technology secret. None of the teaching machines will instruct a woman in anything scientific or technical. They do not trust women at all. And they will punish you for any deceit or half truth they catch you in."

  " Don't test it or you will be sorry. Don't ever lie about where you went or who you saw. Complete honesty is essential to your comfort. Just consider the masters omnipotent. Even if they aren't look at what you're wearing. We can't run or hide or use our hands at all. We are always locked up tight in town or at night. If you get to go to town alone, ask master if you can look around. He'll let you. There's a high wall around the city. It has no doors or windows or gates. Masters don't need them. Besides the impossibility, no one wants to escape. Some girls say this is Heaven. It is all any girl wants. Girls want love and sex and security. Freedom is a much lower priority."

  "But Cotys, that can't be true for all women. I want my freedom as much as I always did. I want to be able to travel, to do things."

  "Really? If you want to go back to your life in New York, tell Attas. I don't think he would keep you if you want to leave. He is a benevolent God."

  Boy. I stuck my mouth in it, didn't I. I had just submitted to Attas and he accepted me. Do I really want to go back to my lonely life in New York? Hell no. "OK. You win. I want to stay here, chains and all. I feel so much more alive here than ever before. I want to embrace my subjugation and fully submit to my master."

  The house was huge. Winding ramps connected several levels. Cotys described magic elevators, but I didn't see them. There were many rooms. The baths were white and clear glass. The showers were constructed of curving walls with no doors needed. The plumbing was better than anything I had read about. Water flowed at the wave of a hand. Temperature and flow were adjusted similarly. There was a sauna and a steam room. And a linear hot tub / pool where the temperature varied from cool at one end to hot at the other.

  The building was like an Escher painting. The ramps seemed to go up four levels and down five. The walls would change colors from brilliant white to red to clear as air with a wave. The technology or magic here was amazing.

  I was introduced to four more slavegirls. All naked and wearing the same restraints as Cotys and I. All had their hands free and were busy. Mindy was polishing some silverware. Cassie looked like she was playing a video game. According to Cotys she was instructing a gardening machine how to trim some topiary. Sally was hanging from her wrists in a large bare room. And Teresa was whipping her.

  Sally was griping, "Hit in the middle of my ass, please. My thighs are sore and I can't get off unless you hit my ass."

  "Be quiet Sally." You need to be properly punished before you get off. I have strict instructions. If I'm too easy on you, I get to take your place. Besides, you did steal the fruit."

  Cotys said we would get a better introduction when they were done.

  Cotys took me outside and into a garden, She set me to weeding a section and showed me where to put the weeds. She said to come in when I finished.

  It wasn't a big section of garden. I found a kneeling pad and a trowel and set to work. I put the weeds into a bucket and when finished dumped it into a compost pile. I was done in an hour and went back in the house. I reported to Cotys who was working on a computing system. She had a holographic display in front of her and she was using her hand motions to control it. I couldn't follow what she was doing but it looked like the displays I had seen in science fiction movies. These people had some advanced technology. When I came in she turned to me and the display vanished.

  "Finished, Julie?"

  "Yes, Cotys. It was a small garden section."

  "All right, let's go see if the pony girls are done."

  "Pony girls? Attas has pony girls?"

  "Of course. All the masters keep some. We all take turns as pony girls. And we need to use them for our chores."

  We walked through the garden and into a low barn. Inside there was a row of stalls for the pony girls. There were three standing at a railing, facing away from us. As we approached I looked closely at them. They wore the same chains and collar as me. Their tack was black and shiny and consisted of a corset around their waist and a bridle and bit. The bits had metal ends where reins could be attached. None were on them now. They were held to the railing by their nose leashes. When I looked at their faces I saw that the one furthest away had a silver nose ring and the others were gold. They were all were mud splashed. I saw they were wearing heelless pony girl boots. They laced up the inside and allowed their ankle chains to pass through.

  I wondered at the thought. Every woman in this ..place was collared and chained. Our masters loved us and took good care of us, but they didn't trust us, even a little.

  "Girls, this is Julie. She is new and she's going to clean you up today."

  "Julie, I will show you how to do this on Natalie and you can take care of Amanda and Georgia. OK?"

  "OK, Cotys."

  I watched closely. She took Natalie's leash off the railing and led her to a tiled area. She clipped the leash onto a hanging chain. She removed Natalie's bit, bridle, and corset and hung them on a rack. Using a water hose she rinsed off the tack then rinsed Natalie. "This is warm water and the girls like feeling clean." When Natalie was free of the mud and dirt, Cotys put up the hose and toweled Natalie dry. I noticed she paid special attention to her breasts and pussy. Natalie was squirming and gasping when she finished.

  Cotys took the rinsed tack and hung it on a wall rack under Natalie's name. Then she freed Natalie's leash from the chain and took her to the center of the long barn. She locked a hanging chain to Natalie's collar and took off her leash. She unlocked her hands from her collar and left them locked behind her back. Natalie walked up and down the barn. I saw the hanging chain was on a track that ran the length of the building.

  "Pony girls on duty have to stay in the barn in case they're needed. They come back to the house when off duty. Now you do Amanda and Georgia. I've temporarily assigned you as their mistress so you can open and close their rings."

  "OK." Cotys left. Natalie had walked back close to me. She said, "Hello, new girl. Cotys said your name is Julie?"

  "Hello Natalie, yes, I'm Julie." I removed Amanda's leash from the rail and took her to the wash area. Natalie followed. "Natalie, do you like it here?"

  "Yeah, I do. There's good parts and bad parts."

  "What makes it good or bad? I'm really curious. So far, except for the chains, I love everything." I clipped Amanda's leash to the chain and put her tack on the rack to be rinsed.

  Amanda said, " thank you. I was so tired of that bit. I've had it on all day."

  "You're welcome, Amanda. I'm Julie. Natalie was just telling me what a good day and a bad day are like."

  Natalie said, "its easy. On a good day I have lots of orgasms and on a bad day I don't have any and have to work hard. My sense of normalcy has been screwed around since I've been here. I was an insurance investigator before, now I'm a slave. I thought getting up early, working my butt off, and money worries were normal. Since I've been here I realized this is much, much better. I love it here. No decisions, no money worries, lots of sleep, healthy food and exercise. And I find I have no enemies. I used to hate most of the men and all the women. Now I love everyone. Literally. I have sex with everyone here. Of course Master is the best. Of course, Master keeps us in the dark about everything outside the house, so what would I worry about?"

  As she talked I rinsed off Amanda's tack and then Amanda. She was a warm, cuddly armful. As I toweled her off she swayed into me in the most suggestive way. When I was drying her breasts she leaned forward and kissed me on the mouth. I returned it heartily. My hear
t skipped a beat and my pussy flamed red hot. When we broke apart, she whispered in my ear, "I'd love to meet you tonight, Julie." I nodded in agreement.

  Amanda chimed in, " me too. I was like Natalie. I worked hard and didn't have any friends. I had a couple of one night stands, but they were unsatisfying. We never connected. Here I feel a real connection with everyone. Maybe its because all the people here are my lovers. Isn't that true, Natalie?"

  "Yes, my love. When we're off duty tonight, I'll show you."

  Amanda said, "maybe both you and Julie would like to show me?"

  "Well, you two are certainly friendly."

  Georgia stamped her feet and whinnied.

  Amanda said, "Georgia is also friendly and feels left out. Maybe you should get her cleaned up, Julie, before she hurts herself."

  I looked at Georgia. She had twisted around to look at the three of us and her leash was pulling hard on her nose. Her eyes were wide and shiny. I took Amanda over to the next hanging chain and added her to the track. I took Georgia from the railing over to the washing area. I took her bit out last and she gasped, "Thank you Julie, Thank you."

  "Hello Georgia. I'm sorry I made you wait. I was distracted by Amanda and Natalie's description of life here."

  "That's all right, Julie. I'm glad you heard me though. I felt left out."

  "Well, that's over now. I see your ring is silver. I've only seen silver and gold. Does the color mean something?"

  "Just that I was born here and you were born on Earth."

  "This isn't Earth? Where is it?"

  "Well, its mostly the same planet, but we're in a different version than the one you're from."

  "What does that mean? A different version? How did I get here?"

  "Boy, you are really new here, aren't you?"

  "Georgia, I was kidnapped and awoke in chains and hooded. I wore that damned thing for weeks. I don't know anything about this place except the men have fantastic powers and the women are slaves. At least, all the men and women I've seen and this is my first day out of that damned hood. Tell me what's going on, please."