The Myth of the Greek Heavenly Demon

Chapter 104 – Fallen Purity

“Let’s take a look at you… The supposedly Goddess of Purity, tainted by pleasure, once proud like a noble princess…”

I took a step back and slowly admired the work of art I had created.
Artemis, now in a reversed position, was helplessly gazed upon by me, her rage evident as she glared, yet her eyes only excited me more.

“You… you scoundrel…!”

-Crack!

Artemis, thinking her hands were free as I let go, tried to attack, but her hands were already tightly sealed with dark demonic qi, held high.
Though I feigned submission with an award-winning performance, the Goddess of Purity being toyed with was a most satisfying masterpiece.

“R-release me immediately!”

“That makes no sense. Why would I?”

After putting so much effort into crafting this masterpiece, why would I do something so wasteful?
Just look at her. Her previously perfect, untouchable body was now exposed, with her breasts glistening from her sweat and her nectar dripping from between her legs.
Even her face, flushed with humiliation, was tinged with both lust and despair.
She barked orders at me, trying to regain her former command, but her trembling voice betrayed the fragility of her resolve.

To be honest, it was driving me crazy.

Every gesture, every word seemed to plead to be devoured right away.
The thick scent of her essence, overlaying the already fragrant and strong peppermint scent, was tempting me like an aphrodisiac, gnawing at my sanity.

“But, you see, I have quite a bit of patience.”

“Eek!”

As I approached slowly with a faint smile, the goddess recoiled like a delicate doe caught in a trap.
However, I had no intention of leaving her any room for resistance.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Ugh…!”

With one hand, I lifted her beautiful face, trying to evade me, into the moonlight.
With the other hand, I boldly parted her white thighs, trying to cover her modesty, savoring the sensation.

“Oh… so soft.”

“Eek?!”

The soft thicket lightly touched my hand, and beyond it, a moist mound reminiscent of a ripe persimmon gently met my touch.

-Squelch…!

Even a light caress made the goddess’s sensitive lower abdomen wet my hand, quivering slightly and emitting a strong pheromone.
Contrary to the fiercely resisting, teeth-gritting face, the goddess’s mound, or rather, her tender valley, dampened my hand as if begging to be violated immediately, softly swallowing my finger with just a slight poke.

-Squelch!

“Haaah!!”

“Ooooh…!”

The inside of the goddess gripped my finger tightly, as if desperate not to let go.
The inside where my finger penetrated was hot and sticky, starkly contrasting her fierce expression, and it was pressing against my finger as if pleading for more.

“Ahh! Haaah!”

Savoring the pleasant pressure and the soft, lascivious texture.
Though I hadn’t forcefully rubbed or scratched her inner walls, Artemis shuddered, letting out lewd moans.
Seeing this naturally brought to mind…

‘Then what about here…?’

With curiosity, my eyes were drawn to a small pearl peeking out just above the spring of nectar.

-Squelch! Squelch!

“Haa! Hiyangh…!”

Moving slowly, my index and middle fingers orchestrated the inner sanctum of the goddess, while my thumb gently touched the beautiful pearl, the clitoris, which seemed to beg for attention.

-Squelch!

“Khaaaahhhh!!!”

The thoroughly soaked pearl of the goddess plunged her into a torrent of pleasure with just a slight press.
Artemis, who responded more intensely than to any caress before, howled like a beast.
Her beauty was a mess of tears, saliva, lust, and despair.
Seeing her in a state that defied belief as the Goddess of Purity, my long-dormant desire stirred.
My hand began to devote itself entirely to playing with her beautiful body.

-Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!!

“Hiyah! Hnnngh! Kihek! Hauh!?”

Pressing against her wall, rubbing her clit, scratching inside, and caressing her pearl.
Each time my small fingers continued, the once proud goddess slowly devolved into a beast, and in her disheveled face and eyes filled with lust, the light of reason began to fade.
And as the convulsions gradually intensified, I felt the time had come and simultaneously focused on her soft flesh and firm pearl.

-Creak!!

“Haeuut!!!”

With a cry like a cat in heat, Artemis shuddered greatly, reaching a massive climax, and collapsed limply, along with the trickling love fluids.

“Ha…. I’m going crazy, really going crazy.”

I wanted to strip off this cumbersome clothing, throw away my pants, and ravage this lewd goddess’s purity with my sky-high erection.
If I were still influenced by my younger body before reaching the peak of martial arts, I probably wouldn’t have been able to resist and would have violated this goddess until dawn.

However, what I needed to attend to was a bit further up; it wasn’t the time to harvest this sweet body just yet.

“Alright, the preparations… are complete.”

Hooo…
Barely managing to calm my trembling body by circulating my demonic qi and divine power, Artemis lifted her head in my hot breath and pleaded with me.

“Stop, please stooop…! I-I beg you… Please…”

“Stop, you say?”

“Please… I-I’m begging you… If this goes on, I-I will… I won’t be myself…!”

When I tilted my head slightly and asked, Artemis nodded desperately, clinging to hope like a straw.
Her face was as pitiful as a small boat swaying in a storm, trembling with urgency as if she might lose something at any moment.

“Wh-whatever you want… Honor? Money? I’ll give you anything. I can even swear by the River Styx. So please, just stop…”

Sensing the ominous tone in my words, the goddess used her last bit of strength to plead with me.
I had not gone to such lengths to tease her simply to have her easily.
I wanted something more fundamental, and wasn’t I suppressing this burning impulse because of that?

-Splurt…

“Ugh!!”

The fingers I had slowly withdrawn from her were glistening with sticky fluids.
Artemis looked at her own nectar, exuding a thick fragrance as if it had been soaked in holy oil, with a bewildered gaze.
In the light gradually dimming in her eyes and the deep darkness interspersed with it, I sensed it was time and spoke to her.

“Let’s see, didn’t you say that to me?”

“Wh-what…?”

At my gentle question with a smile, Artemis shivered like an aspen tree and expressed doubt.
Though she didn’t know the answer to that doubt, she seemed to instinctively realize that it was ominous for her now, as her eyes began to shake with even greater fear.

“You have a mouth but cannot speak for yourself, legs but cannot flee, and a soul but will end your life as a beast.”

The curse-laden sentence whispered to me by Artemis, firmly bound.
Returning it as is, I let the Godly Demonic Qi and divine power bloom together in my hand, touching the lower abdomen of the pure goddess.

“Wh-wh-what are you trying to—haaaah?!”

The place where the sticky Godly Demonic Qi burned was the most sacred and powerful source of life for a woman, the womb.

-Wooong!

The Godly Demonic Qi penetrated the sacred womb of the goddess, which had never been violated and was inviolable.
Her divine power, weakened to its limits by her already broken mind and body filled with lust, could not even properly resist.
The Godly Demonic Qi tore through the sanctuary of the goddess in an instant, beyond the futilely collapsed silver divine power, like a pierced hymen.

“Khut, khahaueuh?! Haaaaaeeuut?!”

-Pshuk! Pshushuk!

Even so, the body of the virgin goddess was sensitized by coercive caresses and dozens of climaxes.
As excessive stimulation was applied to the most private and sensitive part of her body, Artemis was on the verge of madness.
The mound of her lower body, which had been oozing honey-like fluid, was almost spraying nectar, and her pale body convulsed and twitched as if in spasms.
Yet, the consciousness that I forcibly restored was firmly binding her in a state of stupor.
In the end, even the escape through fainting was not allowed, and Artemis had to accept the violation of her womb with a clear mind.

“Hnnngh, hnnn!! Aaaaheut!!”

Artemis was climaxing to the point where I worried she might bite her tongue.

I pulled the body of such a goddess into my arms and whispered gently in her ear as if soothing a baby.

“Shh… Calm down, relax your body, just accept it.”

“Ugh… Ughhh…!”

Then, as if hypnotized, Artemis’s body loosened, and I didn’t miss the opportunity.

-Wooong…

“Haah…”

Artemis, who was completely invaded by the Godly Demonic Qi, seemed to have her strength drained by the slowly subsiding stimulation.
I slowly leaned her against a tree, completely enveloped by the presence of the Godly Demonic Qi.

“Alright, shall we see if it worked?”

Artemis, still slender and sensual, continued to stir my desire as a man.
Only after I allowed it did I step back, brimming with anticipation, as I watched the sweat-drenched goddess, now unconscious.

Her hair, wet and tangled with sweat, her hunting attire soaked and half removed, exposing her bare skin beneath.
Through the drenched fabric, her reddened, erect nipples stood out beneath her chest—plump and glistening like white peaches. Her beautifully sculpted white stomach, with its perfectly defined lines, tempted the thought of slipping a finger into her belly button for teasing.
As my gaze traveled downward, I noticed her pussy, dripping with fragrant fluids as if a spring had burst forth, swollen and reddened, while her clitoris peeked out, still waiting for attention, glistening in the open air.

Forcing myself to tear my eyes away from her arousing pussy that reignited my lust, I looked up, only to see my sinister signature glinting on the masterpiece I had completed.

“…Perfect.”

What I desired from this arrogant goddess was not mere one-night pleasure.
What I truly wanted from her was complete submission and obedience.
To others, she might still be the sharp goddess of the hunt and the eternal guardian of chastity, but before me, she cast all that aside and lay at my feet, a bitch seeking pleasure and affection.
That towering pride would crumble completely, and she would forsake Zeus, Apollo, and even her divine duties to become my utterly obedient slave-goddess, Artemis.
The noble, yet lowly, beautifully fallen creature—eternally pure, yet unspeakably lewd—this was the true form of Artemis that I desired.

The curse of anguish and pleasure rooted in her womb and lower body was an indelible mark until she was entirely broken.
If she were completely broken, it would be the mark of submission she would plead not to erase herself.

“Now, I’m looking forward to it; just how long will she endure.”

Looking at the goddess still bound and unconscious, I began to anticipate the day she would come to me of her own accord, begging.