Daughter of Aphrodite

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Helen slowed. She danced in place a moment, rubbing her throbbing bottom, her soft, plushy skin rolling and rippling under her fingers. She snatched up her pants with one hand, the other still massaging and squishing her throbbing cheeks. She scurried after her mother. "Y-yes Momma. Sorry Momma."

[Bombay]

“Not a problem darling, you’re still learning. I will be there to guide you” She said with a smile as she escorted the girl to the entrance. When the goddess and her daughter approached, the servants stood tall and at attention. “This is Aglaea, Euphrosyne, and Thalia. They help me maintain order around here, but they are also my eyes and ears so be nice to them. Now then, I do believe a tour is needed?”

Aphdoite asked, moving inside. Ornate statues and paintings of the goddess lined the walls of this elaborate mansion. The first stop they went to was a large spa room. Steaming water came from the pool in the center, with different girls already bathing in oils or relaxing in the warm water. “Enjoying yourself Artemis?” Aphrodite smirked. The goddess of the hunt who was getting a massage simply gave a thumbs up. Her messy mop of hair covered her face, but her naked olive tan skin pushed against the massage chair.

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Helen nodded and smiled meekly at the servants, her face turning even redder at references to "maintaining order" and "eyes and ears."


As Aphrodite led Helen on the tour, the young woman looked around in awe, her throbbing, exposed bottom (almost) forgotten.


When Aphrodite spoke to Artemis, Helen's face somehow managed to turn even redder than her bottom. One hand flew down to shield her (barely covered) crotch, while the other tried in vain to hide her exposed, bright red bottom. "Th-that's Artemis? And I'm meeting her in just my shirt and panties? Couldn't you have warned me? I would have tried to get my pants back on!"


A moment later, Helen threw her mother a nervous look. "Erm, I mean uhh, i-it's an honor to meet you uhh, Aunt Artemis? And umm, mother I would have uhh, v-very much appreciated it if you'd warned me so that I could have...erm...made myself a bit more presentable..."

[Bombay]

Aphrodite smirked and threw her hands up. She knew exactly what she was doing, and she was loving every second of the awkward tension. Still, in an innocent voice Aphrodite stated “Oh my, I must have forgotten she was here. Silly me, well it would be rude for you not to say anything to her. She is your aunt after all~” She giggled “And you chose whether consciously or subconsciously not to pull up your pants dear. You made your bed, and now you must rest in it”

Artemis rolled her eyes as the girl tried to strike up a conversation with her. All she wanted was a relaxing day, and if she really thinks the goddess of the hunt cares about looking presentable, then she clearly doesn’t know her very well. “Quit your worrying, you’re sounding like a spineless brat” The woman said in a gruff huff. “So Aphrodite, this is the brat that’s been cursing our name and made the hair in my neck stand up?” She asked, throwing Aphrodite a lazy look. “In the flesh sister~” Aphrodite added.

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Helen cringed, and threw a nervous look at Aphrodite, half-expecting her mother to throw her over her knee again. "Erm, umm, sorry ma'am. Auntie. Person. I'm uhh, Helen. I guess Aphrodite is my mother, and she wants me to replace Eros? I dunno. An hour ago I was just a waitress, and now I find out I'm the daughter of a Goddess."


Helen's blush deepened until her face was as red as her bottom. "A, erm, Goddess who believes in corporal punishment I guess..."


"With an umm, rather grumpy sister," said Helen. Her eyes widened, and her next words came out a squeak. "Uhh, not that you don't have good reason to be grumpy. Seeing as how, I've uhh, you know. Interrupted your bath. I'm sure we can just keep moving through! Right mother? Lots of stuff still to see!"

[Bombay]

Aphrodite threw her hands up, this is now between her and her auntie. But, she gave her a playful smirk. She’s loving this show. Snapping her fingers, one of her servants came over with a bucket of popcorn. Oh, the joys of modern humanity.

Artemis looked at the girl with a stern side glare. Some of the gaze was directed towards Helen, some towards Aphrodite. She hates it when she gets involved in the middle of her sister’s affair. Brushing the servant who was giving her a massage away, she wrapped a towel around her body before pushing herself off the massage table. Her strong frame pushed against the piece of white fabric.

“Hold it,” Artemis said, stopping the girl in her place. Crossing her arms, she circled the girl “You’re not going anywhere missy, not until I say so. You have some nerve cursing us out, then acting like a meek child when you’re finally confronted with another goddess. If you want to say something, say it with your chest. Don’t shy away from it” Artemis began.

“And as for you sister, you know I don’t like being disturbed, especially when you invite me over for a massage and a surprise. If I knew this was your surprise, I never would have come…but I see your angle. You need someone to help train her, because you’re unable to be alone. I admire that, even if I loathe your dishonesty. I have half a mind to bend both of you over my lap, and I very well might. But first, I need to summon Athena. I’m sure with all three of us guiding this child, she’ll make a fine replacement to that brat Eros”

Aphrodite didn’t seem threatened by the shorter, but stronger woman. She just kept munching along with a playful smirk. “Very well, see that you do sister, and you may keep enjoying the luxuries of my abode. I’m sure this is better than freezing cold waterfalls and unseasoned meats over a campfire”

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Helen's jaw clenches, and her temper flares once more. Say it "with her chest" to her mother, she gets spanked. Try to be polite and apologetic to her aunt, she gets threatened with a spanking. Well, fine. Fine. If she's gonna get her rear toasted either way, she's gonna damn well stand up for herself. "Fine Crankemis. You want to know why I've been invoking the gods left right and center? Because three hours ago I didn't even know you people existed. I grow up being raised by just my father, no idea who my mother is, thinking she's dead. I have no idea what it's like being held or comforted by her. My booboos kissed, stories read to me. No one to teach me makeup or how to braid my hair."

"Then she just swoops in out of the blue, declares I'm her daughter, and manipulates me into accepting her crazy offer. Does she bother to apologize? Even a 'Yeah that's rough, I wish I could have, but Olympic politics kind of suck?' No! And when I have the audacity to call her out on her nonsense, she spanks me on my bare ass like a small child! Like somehow her neglectful parenting is my fault. Even has the audacity to insult my father because he raised a daughter with a modicum of spine!"


"But you know what? Fine. Whatever. That's how the game's supposed to be played? Sure. I'll try my best to learn something from her stupid lesson, and then I get a bunch of crap from you because I didn't do the exact thing that got my rump roasted five minutes ago on the front steps? Because I tried to be a good little daughter learning from her mother's discipline? Well screw you both, and whatever horse, pegasus or cerberus you rode in on!"


"There is that enough chest for you? Or should I go get myself some frickin' implants and say it again?"

[Bombay]

Artemis’ face was unreadable when she began having her little temper tantrum. She’s seen it before, and she’ll see it again. She’s the daughter of Aphrodite, that’s for sure. Every so often, an irate twitch of her eye could be seen, or a small scowl or growl could be heard, but the aunt made no action to move. Not yet at least. She’d let her finish, then strike. No point in cutting the girl off.

When she was finally finished, the woman approached, looking down at the smaller woman. She was silent for a few moments, almost like her eyes were seeing into Helen’s soul. Then, Artemis opened her mouth. “More than enough chest little one, more than enough” Artemis smiled slowly and patted her on the head.

“I’m going to like this one, she’s going to give you a run for your money Aphrodite. She has the courage of a hunter, she just needs the right motivation to bring it out. As for you sister” Artemis pointed at Aphrodite “You should be ashamed asking the girl not to speak her mind! You may be a goddess and she a demi-god, but she is still your successor! If you wanted a mindless drone, you could have had one, but you chose her. You chose her for your fire, for your blood, for your mouth. Don’t you dare punish her because she uses it! She did not back away from you, just as she didn’t back away from me” Artemis hissed.

Aphrodite didn’t seem affected by her sister’s tangent. “Are you quite done? Perfect, because my daughter missed one key detail. I didn’t punish her for ‘calling me out’ or whatever she calls it, I punished her because of her rudeness. Something that I am still justified in doing. Also, I gave her the choice, there was no manipulation. If it weren’t for me, she would have been working a dead end job still, I made her life much better.” But then she saw her sister’s gaze “Ugh, fine. I suppose I could have brought her here in a better manner. Jeez, you’re creepy when you look at me like that. If you keep doing it, your face will stick…buuuuuuuuuuuut Helen, now that you know what it means, I will ask you fairly. Will you take up the mantle of Eros. The fame, recognition, and punishments included? If not, I will call that taxi right back and send you back like this was all a bad dream. You will never hear from me again, unless you’d like to. I suppose I could have been a better mother, so this is me making up for lost time. I can do all the mother daughter stuff you wanted me to now! Well, what do you say?”