A Goddess’s Guiding Palm

[That_Guy_With_The_Fandoms]

To place one’s faith in something is often hard. To sacrifice for one’s faith is even harder. But that is the life in a world filled with gods and goddesses. Every deity has their own way of demanding something from their followers. For most gods they require a portion of your meal as thanks. Others will go so far as demand a life be taken. For followers of Aphrodite it’s a different sacrifice. If you follow the goddess of love and fertility and request something from her, you must be ready to sacrifice your bottom.

That’s something Fern reminded herself as she approached her statue of the love goddess. Fern had always been a follower of the goddess despite not really asking much from her. It was only recently that the young woman needed her help. She has fallen madly in love with one of the men in her village. However no matter what she tries, she seems to never get his attention. She desperately wanted to be with this man and so here she was, getting on her knees in front of the statue.

“Great Goddess hear my plea. Your daughter requires your assistance in wooing the heart of a man. I know the price and I offer myself up to you”

[Bombay]

Suddenly, the marble statue began to shift a move. Slowly at first, fingers clenching, eyes blinking, toes curling. But then an arm and a leg before her head slowly moved to face the pleading girl. A small smirk grew on the statue’s face as it sat on the base it was placed upon. Kicking her legs freely, she looked the girl up and down, almost like if she was examining if she was worth her time.

Finally, the statue of Aphrodite spoke up “Wooing the heart of a man? You mortals, so driven by lust. I envy you honestly. I envy being so engulfed in an idea that it consumes every part of your being. You even go to wars over it, kill your own kind for the chance of wooing the one you want. It must be blissful, like you’re floating on air every time you see them, yes? The whole world becomes a blur whenever you catch eyes, and don’t even get me started of what happens when you try to form words through the cotton balls in your mouth” Aphrodite chuckled as she spoke. Her voice was smooth and silky like milk and honey.

“I will assist you in your plights, but I do wonder, what’s in it for me? Why should I waste my time on your infatuation when there are so many that beg for my attention?” The goddess asked, already knowing the answer. But she loved hearing the desperation and anticipation in the voice of mortals as they beg to be punished. It’s so…intoxicating. Better than any ambrosia you can find on Mount Olympus.

[That_Guy_With_The_Fandoms]

As Fern made her plea to the statue she had some doubts in her mind. Not that if thr gods existed or not, but would Aphrodite even listen to her plea. Regardless of her being the goddess of love and lust, her request was fairly trivial. Surely she could have focused her time and energy on a royal or perhaps two lovesick demigods.

And yet as Fern was on her knees she could hear stone moving. She opened up her eyes to witness the statue slowly come to life. Even tho the goddess hadn’t appeared in the flesh, Aphrodite’s grace and beauty was still evident. Her silky smooth voice was comforting and intoxicating all at the same time. It was no wonder why so many men, women and gods fought over her affection.

”But I do wonder, what’s in it for me?” There it was. The sacrifice that had to be given. Fern blushed, knowing exactly what that entailed. However, her heart was still set on wooing the love of her life. So, she looked Aphrodite in her marble eyes and said. “Thank you Aphrodite for listening to my plight. I know what it is you want goddess and I’m more than willing to offer it~” She purred, slowly turning around and bending herself over bed. Her white toga being stretched by her large round bottom, pointed directly at the goddess “Please Aphrodite, punish my big bottom~” She teased, giving the goddess a playful wiggle as her cheeks bounced in the dress.

[Bombay]

Seeing that cute crimson blush begin to form on the woman’s cheeks, the goddess could already see the gears turning. What could convince the goddess to use her powers to twist the fates of mortals? It has to be something big for her to waste her time on such a trivial pursuit. However, everyone knows her price. It’s something that never gets old. “Oh? Is that so? You think you know what I want? How can you be so sure? My mood shifts like the changing of the tides under the radiant moon” Aphrodite played coy. She loved playing with her food.

But when she saw the woman begin to shift into position, the statue hopped off the pedestal to watch the obedient woman present herself. Seeing how her hands grazed her ankles and how her bottom made the perfect heart, Aphrodite began circling. Like a shark circling their prey. As she examined the woman, the marble seeped into her skin, showing a perfect pale body. Glistening blonde hair flew in the breeze as crystal blue eyes looked at the woman. Ordained in white and gold, the goddess finally revealed her true form.

Letting her fingers walk up the woman’s spine, she let her nails run down her back when they finally reached the top. “Punish you? Well, if that’s what you truly seek, who am I to deny some divine redemption?” Aphrodite’s soft palm lifted off her back and landed smack dab in the center of her cheeks. A resonating slap echoed around the temple.

[That_Guy_With_The_Fandoms]

Fern knew exactly what the goddess had wanted. Hell it’s what most other men and even women in her village wanted. Was the position embarrassing and had her feel like a woman of the night? Sure. However, she knew this was her only chance at wooing her lover so a sacrifice must be made! Plus….she had to admit, the thought of getting spanked by Aphrodite excited her just a tad.

A massive shiver went up her spine as she felt Aphrodite’s hand crawl down her back to her massive backside. Despite the million thoughts running through her head, she had realized something. Apjrodite’s hand didn’t feel like stone, but like a living human’s hand! That discovery was more evident as the goddess’s palm made contact to her large heart shaped rear. The smack causes her big butt to bounce enticingly for the goddess. Fern let a small gasp escape her lips as she purrs “Ah! P-Please punish you bad daughter!~” she cried out

[Bombay]

People would kill to be in Fern’s spot, and people have. Aphrodite is very particular with who she punishes, especially when she uses her own palm. If she really wanted to, she could have summoned some beast to smack a bottom and punish mortals, but where’s the fun in that? The other gods and goddesses might stoop to such levels, but Aphrodite prefers her special touches of either pure ignoring or pure indulgence.

Ah, that’s what she wanted to hear, that lustful moans of pain and pleasure. A perfect balance between wants and desires and regret. Smirking as she watched the orbs wobble under her palm, she had to admit the jelly cheeks under her felt wonderful under the silky toga. She can’t wait to flip them up so she may feel her bare skin, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Keeping up a nice pace, the goddess placed a mixture of gentle and playful swats, and hard and punishing ones. Keeping the girl on her toes, she mixed each in randomly.

[That_Guy_With_The_Fandoms]

Fern was accustomed to seeing other people be punished by other creatures. She distinctly remembered a girl from another village being chased down by a cyclops who constantly smacked her large rump. That poor woman’s rump was red for a full month! Luckily for her, Aphrodite saw it fit to administer the woman’s punishment herself. Tho said mercy involved her large rump being swatted by the goddess personally.

Fern was really embarrassed at first. As she made her way to the temple, she was worried if anyone knew what she was there for. Now that hardly seemed to matter to the woman. Aphrodite’s palms were as pleasant as they were painful. With every smack to her backside, Fern cared less and less about who might know and was more focused on pleasing the goddess.

“Ack!~ Please punish me more~” She moaned, arching her back so that her large jiggling target was even more presented for the goddess

[Bombay]

“Already ahead of you, but seeing as this is a punishment, it’s interesting that you’re enjoying this so much. Granted, this is just the warm up, I want to play with you for a while~” The goddess warned with a low chuckle. If she actually wanted to make the woman scream and cry, she would have done so already. But where’s the fun in that? There’s no build up, no sizzle, no foreplay. But this is a punishment, and she needs to make sure this woman is feeling well punished and warm. Beginning to lower her smacks, the goddess began aiming for those tender sit-spots. “Such a naughty girl, forcing your mommy to spank you like a child. It’s shameless~”

[That_Guy_With_The_Fandoms]

Fern is well aware that is is a punishment. She knows that once Aphrodite is done with her, she’ll be bawling her blue eyes out. However, Fern was being spanked by the goddess of love. Fern figured the goddess would appreciate some passion with her offering. “Ah!~ I-I can’t help myself. You’re presence alone is I toxicating~ And it makes me want to be very naughty~” She purred, looking back at the marble goddess with a wink. Fern bit her lips as Aphrodite targeted her sitspots. Making each bubblely cheek bounce relentlessly. “Ah!~ I-I need to be punished!~” She moaned, certain that the rest of the followers could hear her offering be given.

[Bombay]

Oh she does, this passion is not overlooked. If Fern was already crying and begging for mercy, then Aphrodite would have felt like she wasted her time. She could have gotten someone else to do it and just sit back watching the show. No, if she’s going to do it herself, she’s going to do it right. With the dizzying highs and the sobbing lows. “Mmmm, well just know what happens if you’re naughty in the future. I’ll be keeping an eye on you little girl, and don’t think for a moment I won’t repeat our little lesson~” she goddess smirked. Aphrodite wanted to see her artistry, so slowly, she began to roll up the tunic. “You most certainly do. Don’t worry, Mommy’s here~”