Artemis [Lesbian Version]

Chapter 14: The Secret

The nymph would hide herself now under the shaggy oaks and in the low meadows. When Artemis had fanned out her other companions to the forest, Callisto waited for the moment she could be with her goddess alone.

Her body grew excited with strange yet now familiar needs. As promised, she would find the goddess in her private grotto. The nymph's heart pounded as soon as she neared their hideout.

"My lady," she whispered to her mistress.

"Come inside, Callisto," Artemis's voice echoed softly from the inside.

A smile formed on her fair face, and the nymph went forward and found Artemis laying stark naked on her makeshift bedding made of skin.

"I hope I did not make you wait, my lady," Callisto said with a bow.

"I began to fear that you might have lost your way." Artemis smiled back. "Glad that your lovely feet still brought you to me."

Callisto felt a flutter in her stomach. The goddess's teasing words did mysterious things to her ever-youthful body, and her face blushed.

"I tried to make sure no one had seen me coming hither lest I might risk us being discovered," Callisto said.

Artemis laughed. Her beautiful voice echoed like cool trickling water.

"Clever girl," she said. "But worry no more, what we did was pure. I realized nothing is purer than the touch between women. Now come to me for I long to feel it again."

The besotted maiden almost hurled herself into the arms of her Queen hearing those words. Her skin began to tingle, and her core began to throb with heat. Artemis could see the rising desire in her own. It was all she could do to stay where she was and let her beloved companion to come to her.

No longer hidden, Callisto was now able to take in every one of Artemis's curves, divinely made and ever youthful. The goddess's bright silvery eyes darkened as she stared back at her nymph.

It was a tug of war between wills and passion, and they both were willing to lose.

Callisto raised her hands to doff off her tunic from her elegant frame, letting the fabric fall to the ground. She went forward and lowered herself upon that celestial form she came to worship.

It took all Artemis could do not to ravage her maiden right then and there. Rising and falling in time with her breathing, Callisto's pearly rounded breasts caused the heat to course through the goddess's body.

"Please me as I have done you...now," Artemis said as she slipped her fingers through Callisto's glistened folds. A shiver of want rushed its way through her core, and the nymph could do naught but accepted the request. She reached her hand down between those soft creamy thighs and drew out the same blissful spasms from the goddess.

After they were both satiated, they rose and emerged from the grotto again then returned to their camp.

The other maidens noticed their absence but none would dare to question.

At night, Callisto was asked to stay behind longer in Artemis's tent. During the day too, the goddess wished her nymph to meet her at a desired spot in the forest. Artemis took her in a cave, behind a grove of olive trees, or in a spring. And sometimes, as if driven by pure lust alone, the goddess would simply push the maiden against the wheel of her moon chariot and enjoyed her there.

Soon, the other nymphs began to notice the changes in their mistress's mood. Artemis no longer fell into melancholy. She seemed to have found something she could avert her mind to. The goddess was grateful for the company she kept with her, but she was especially more grateful for Callisto's the most.

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The crisp morning air made Callisto skip in delight as she frolicked around the fruit trees with a basket in her hand and the longbow and quiver tied to her shoulder. She ignored the fawns that scattered away at the sound of her approaching steps as she saw shiny apples, which looked firm and red like blood on the ground.

Then a familiar voice called to her. Callisto turned around, one hand covering her breasts and the other reaching for her bow.

It was Artemis, garbed only in soft silken tunic. Callisto had hardly seen the goddess dressed in anything but leopard skin. Seeing her in a more refined clothing confused her. She smiled at the sight of her love anyway.

"My lady, I thought you were still in your deep slumber," she said. She remembered the deed which had exhausted them both deeply from last night. It was truly out of her desire to serve that Callisto slipped out to gather a meal for her mistress alone.

Callisto's gaze was glued to Artemis' form. The huntress' body was so... succulent, so perfect in every way. Even a god would sacrifice his immortality to make her his. Callisto was glad she was no god nor man, she was a nymph and by being a woman she could love Artemis and they'd still keep their sacred vow together.

"Callisto, do you still love me as you loved me yesterday or the day before?" Artemis asked as she sauntered towards the maiden, her form gliding through the grass like a panther.

The nymph bore a shy smile on her face and she shook her head. "Nay, I don't love you as I did yesterday. I love you more. Tomorrow I shall love you even more so."

Artemis' eyes flared with lust and she crept in even closer, close enough to wrap her arms around Callisto's waist and press her lips against hers. Callisto collapsed underneath the pressure and soon they were on the grass, melting into each other's needs. The basket of ripe apple and figs was tossed aside. Her weapons forgotten onto the ground.

The Huntress mounted Callisto. Without hesitation, Artemis bent down and began to shower Callisto with heated kisses and succulent licks of her tongue, from mouth to neck and supple breasts. Her hands began to roam and tease over the nymph's body.

Whereas in the previous weeks, Artemis had been nothing but gentle whenever they made love, this morning she was full of excitement and raw power. It made Callisto's heart gallop faster. She felt almost cornered as Artemis relentlessly nibbled and kissed every inch of her flesh.

"Oh my...my lady," Callisto cried and cooed when Artemis began to descend even further, her lips and tongue sliding between her legs. When she felt Artemis begin to lick through her soaked center, the nymph could not help but moan out loud. Pleasures rode like waves over her being.

Artemis dug her face in deeper and began to devour Callisto like a hungry wild boar, suckling on Callisto's rosy core like it was a flower to the bee. The nymph felt a gathering in her belly then it burst into sparks of ecstatic fire. Her body shuddered. She could barely believe a c****x would come so soon.

"Did you enjoy it, my sweet maiden?" Artemis asked. Her mouth was smeared with juices. Then she lifted her face and rose up to suck on Callisto's lips and tongue. Artemis bit down on Callisto's neck and gave a deep, wet kiss.

Callisto, though overpowered and overwhelmed, nodded and kissed Artemis back.

The fire of desire burned brightly in Artemis' eyes and she only grinned back before she descended once more, this time clenching her teeth down on Callisto's erect n****e.

"Oh!" Callisto moaned.

The goddess thrust her hips against her, merging their needs together. The two women began to grind their tender flesh against each other and soon Callisto began to lose all her keen mind to the flow of the moment.

However, Callisto soon began to feel a strange hint of pain. There was a fullness between her legs. It was thick, throbbing with warmth and life, and did not back down despite the ongoing friction between her and Artemis.

Callisto opened her eyes and looked at Artemis's brilliant face. Light seemed to shine above her head like a crown. The goddess smiled down at her as she moved her hips.

"M-my lady," Callisto whispered, her eyes still shut for ecstasy began to flood her body. "I think...I think I can feel something...something."

"Do not worry, Callisto, love," Artemis coaxed softly in her ear. She then bit down on Callisto's lips and kissed even harder, rougher, averting her attention to pleasure. "Do not worry about anything at all."

Callisto knew it was best not to question her lady. The Huntress was a strong and passionate lover but everyone knew her wrath was unlike any other. Callisto knew it was best to trust her beloved woman and simply let the moment envelop them naturally.

The pleasure became heavy and strange, not the slow gentle one she was used to. Then she felt real pain between her legs like a sting. The sensation she felt now began to burrow itself deeper.

"Oh!" Callisto shouted in pure surprise. The heat of her core rose as the piercing rawness of her depth increased. At this point Callisto stopped grinding her body against Artemis but the latter continued on.

"Hush now, Callisto, let me enjoy you too," Artemis quickly silenced her with a deep kiss. "Moan for me... do not ask me to stop."

Her mind began to grow numb.

Her body was strangely aroused by the goddess's roughness, and Callisto shut her eyes and opened her mouth to moan wildly at the thrusting pain and pleasure. To her surprise, the pain began to fade and it was replaced with an overwhelming sensation of bliss.

Whatever it was that Artemis did to her, it drove Callisto mad with ecstasy. The pure flood of climaxing pleasure brought her to the edge of the earth and heaven, and she lost consciousness while Artemis continued to pound upon her convulsing body.

It was late in the afternoon when Callisto finally awoke. She was now alone in the woods and there was no sight of Artemis anywhere. The nymph looked around herself, hoping she would get a glance of her lover frolicking amidst the trees, but Artemis was not there.

Frowning, Callisto decided it was time to go back. She began to stand when she felt a sudden weakness overwhelm her and her knees quivered. She collapsed back to the grass and when she looked down she gasped in horror.

There was a pool of brilliant juices and traces of her blood all over her thighs. Whatever happened between her and Artemis it was not natural. With a sunken heart, she realized she had lost her chastity. Quickly she ran to the spring and bathed, hoping it would cleanse her. Callisto rushed to gather her things and ran back to her tent, hoping no one would notice the worried look on her face.

Collapsing onto her bed, she tried to remember the event again. She knew she had truly lain with Artemis, but why did it feel unsettling? Why did it feel different?