A Reluctant Empress
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Damianos had been very thoughtful with his gifts.
Remembering the small box, she picked it up and carefully lifted the lid. She instantly noticed the bright sparkle coming from the box. Sighing with pleasure, she pulled out the lovely bracelet. It was solid gold, set with brilliant emeralds throughout the entire length. She carefully pulled it out of the box and admired it. She had never seen such a beautiful piece of jewelry.
Of course, she had seen pieces just as lovely if not nicer on the other women, but up close, Kalliope had never seen something so beautiful, and she had certainly never owned anything like it.
Not quite believing the bracelet belonged to her, she gently slid it on her wrist. It sparkled and shined, catching the light. She wanted to run out and show it to Harmena, but she didn’t want to rub her new presents in her friend’s face. Instead, she slipped the bracelet off and carefully placed it back in the box. She stowed the box with her other valuables and decided to wait until the evening to put it back on.
Her stomach grumbled, reminding her that she had not eaten lunch. In fact, it had been hours since she had breakfast, and even then, she hadn’t eaten much due to her argument with Elektra.
Kalliope made her way towards the dining room, her mind filled with thoughts of Damianos.
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A number of hours later, Kalliope found herself dressing in her room. She still could not believe that she had such a spacious room, and she took her time getting ready. She stared at her reflection and thought about how much her life had changed in the past month. She was quickly shedding the skin of her old peasant self, and was growing into a worldly, sophisticated woman of Athens.
Her reflection highlighted the changes in her life. Her hair and skin were more lustrous thanks to better soaps, and her face was brightened with berry pastes and rouges. Her hair was woven up onto her head in a cosmopolitan style and her mother’s broach sparkled, as did the delicate chain around her neck from Gaia. One wrist was adorned with the braided gold bracelets, while her other wrist showcased Damianos’ extravagant emerald bracelet.
The changes didn’t stop there as Kalliope looked at the fine peplos from Gaia. She didn’t think that Gaia would even recognize her now. She felt a pang of sadness mixed in with pride of her new successful life at Hera Selene. Turning away from her own reflection, she slipped on her sandals and left her room.
As she made her way to the lobby, she wondered which powerful men she would bed tonight. She had begun receiving repeat customers, and every evening she always had new customers. Even though Hera Selene was an exclusive brothel, they never lacked clientele, and the women were always busy.
Touching her hair self-consciously, Kalliope moved into the lobby. Hera Selene was selective, and many of the customers were very attractive, if not downright handsome. Kalliope felt the heat of sexual desire burn between her legs, and she couldn’t help but hope that her first client would be attractive. She was in the mood to fuck, and when she had urges like this, nothing cured her needs more than an experienced lover.
As she entered the lobby, she scanned the room, looking for a customer who she knew could meet her desires. Her eyes came to rest on a general whom she had entertained before. He was tall and muscular, and he had the right mix of power and strength. Kalliope caught his eye and seductively licked her lips. The man smiled and gave her a nod, and Kalliope began to make her way towards him.
As she neared the general, a strong hand caught her wrist. She turned around.
“I’m sorry but I have a customer alr-’’
The words died on her lips.
The strong hand around her wrist belonged to Spyro.
“Yes, you do have a customer,” he said silkily. “Me.”
Kalliope tried to pull her hand free of his strong grip. “No, it’s not you,” she hissed, “It’s him.” She said nodding her head as the general made his way towards her.
“Oh no, Princess. I already paid Priska, and I paid her a hefty price. I have first dibs on you tonight.”
Panicking, Kalliope looked wildly around for Priska. She saw her on the outskirt of the room, and Priska gave her a small, apologetic nod.
Spyro’s grin widened. “Don’t tell me you didn’t like how I pleased you last time,” he murmured.
“I didn’t!”
“Lies! I felt you come all over me. I felt your juices run down my fingers.”
She felt helpless and ashamed, she knew that it was true. For as much pain as Spyro had inflicted, he had inflicted equal amounts of pleasure.
“Is there a problem?” the general asked, reaching them.
“No problem,” Spyro said coolly, “But I’m afraid I already paid for Kalliope this evening.”
He began dragging Kalliope from the lobby and she looked back at the general with remorse.
Spyro turned back around. “But you’re welcome to have at her when I’m finished.”
He yanked Kalliope towards him.
“That is if she can still stand when I’m through with her,” he sneered.
And with a final tug, he pulled Kalliope into the hallway and dragged her towards her room.
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