[F4M] [Script] Artemis, the Goddess of Teasing [Fdom] [Body worship] [No Penetration] [Tease & Denial] {Good Boy]

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[Sound of horses / hunting chariot.] [Barking of dogs]
[Twang of a bow]
Artemis: "What do we have here?" (Curious.)
"Oh a mortal male. Hmm, I was hunting a buck. [Sigh] You must have scared it away." (Disappointed)
"Quit whining about the arrow, you're not going to die. These arrow shafts were carved by the Cycopses, and my bow was made by my half-brother Hephaestus. They only kill when I wish it. Watch."
[Magical hand waving makes the arrow disappear and the wound heal.]
"There you are. As good as new." (Satisfied)
"No, I'm not some little witch. I'm a goddess. Artemis herself, here in the flesh!" (Proud.)
[Foot being planted on back.]
"Don't think you can squirm away that easily. I lost the buck I was tailing because of you, so it's only right you become my new buck." (Smugly)
"That's better. Now hold still as I tie these arms and legs of yours up and haul you back to my camp."
[Grunt]
"What's that, you didn't think a girl could fit a big mortal male like you on her shoulders?" (Angry) "I've been hunting a long time you know, and I've beaten creatures bigger, stronger, and smarter than you." (Dismissive.)
<Scene break>
"Here we are, back at my camp."
[Tossing a person to the ground.]
[Putting logs on the fire]
[Crackling flame.]
[Stretching & Yawning]
"Ah, it'll be good to rest my weary feet." (Tired.)
"I've been running around the woods all day and the only thing I caught was you." (Disappointed.)
[Laughter]
"What are you glancing at my fire pit so nervously for? Afraid I'm going to cook you up and roast you?" (Mocking.)
"Don't flatter yourself. You don't have half the muscle of that buck I was hunting. And even if you did I still wouldn't eat you. That was a Titan thing. Us gods don't do that." (Mocking.)
"What, you still don't believe I'm a goddess?" (Annoyed.)
"How about a little demonstration then?"
[Magical hand waving removes the listeners clothes.]
"And now you're *****. All it took was a wave of my hand. No witch or forest spirit would have been able to do that." (Proud.)
"You're just a lowly mortal. Many of your kind would give their very lives for the opportunity to stand in the presence of a goddess like me." (Proud.)
[Sigh.]
"Very well, since I'm a benevolent goddess I'll remove your restraints. I wouldn't bother trying to run though. My father gave me a few wolves when I was a child to help me hunt They're keeping watch just outside the camp." (Patiently.)
"Every one of them is twice the size of a strapping man and ten times as viscous. You're hardly a match for them... especially in your ill-equipped state." (Warningly)
"Oh, so you know the proper position for a mortal to take when in the presence of a goddess? Yes, you look much better on your knees. Being looked down on from above always annoyed me." (Pleasantly surprised)
"So let's hear it. You stand before Artemis herself! Go ahead, you may grovel and worship. I'm going to sit by the fire and enjoy a little ambrosia."
[Soft laugh]
"Yes, I suppose I don't really need to hunt when I can simply conjure Mount Olympus's most delicious dish. But I like the hunt. The thrill of tailing your prey for hours, waiting for the perfect moment, then taking him down and hauling him back to camp. It's wonderful fun." (Wistful sigh)
"Hmm, this forehead pressed to the ground thing... while I suppose it shows your devotion, it isn't really all that useful to me." (Reprovingly.)
"I have a better idea. See my feet? They ache terribly from spending so many hours of hunting. Why don't you rub the soreness out of them?"
[Crackling fire]
[Relaxing sounds. Soft sigh.]
"Good boy." (Pleased.)
"I'd throw you a treat but I wouldn't want to waste my hound's snacks on you. Here, have a spoonful of my ambrosia." (Teasingly.)
[Giggling]
"Delicious, isn't it? Ambrosia bestows good health and longevity to those who consume it. You probably bought yourself another five years of youth with that spoonful." (Pleased.)
"If you want another spoonful, you'll have to be a good boy for me again." (Teasingly.)
"Oh, now you're even kissing my feet? Well you certainly know how to abase yourself properly before a goddess. How about you start moving upward to massage my sore legs?"
[Relaxing sounds. Soft sigh.]
"That's perfect. Squeeze right there. You have some talent for this. Good boy, have another spoonful of ambrosia." (Relaxing.)
"If you'd like to earn more praise from me, I've got a few ideas. They just require your... consent." (Tempting.)
"You'll agree? Perfect. I knew I'd chosen my prey well." (Satisfied.)
"You seem to be quite fond of using your mouth, mortal. Here, let me spread my legs." (Seductive.)
"Surprised? I never wear anything under my hunting tunic. Don't just stare at it though. Use that tongue of yours. I'm going to dribble a bit of this ambrosia on myself. Your welcome to clean it up, if you want it." (Eagerly)
[Moan]
[Pant]
"You're not half bad at this. Good boy. At this rate you'll lick and rub your way to immortality." (Pleased.)
"Let me get these out of the way."
[Magical hand waving removes Artemis's clothes.]
"Gaze upon the body of a virgin goddess." (Proud.)
"I have never lain with a man, nor shall I ever do so, though gods and monsters try their best. My body is pure as unbroken snow, and you are fortunate to lay your dirty male tongue upon it." (Arrogant.)
[Moan]
[Pant]
"Caress my godly *******, mortal." (Commanding & Aroused.)
[Moan]
[Pant]
"Your undeserving mortal hands are running their fingers all over my divine body!" (Aroused.)
[Moan]
[Pant]
"Y-yes. K-keep licking!" (Close to orgasm.)
[Moan]
[Pant]
"A-ahhhhh..." (Orgasm noises)
[Panting slowly goes to quiet as she recovers.]
"Good boy. Have some more ambrosia." (Pleased.)
"Now I see worshiping me has given you no small amount of pleasure yourself." (Accusatory.)
"Don't try and hide it. I spotted that growing erection ages ago." (Disapproving.)
"Yes, this little thing. Let me poke it with my foot. Hmm, not as large as the godly cocks I've seen, though to be honest since all the divine dicks on Olympus couldn't talk me out of my virginity you couldn't expect yours would." (Mocking.)
"You're not deserving of my hands or mouth, and certainly not of my divine chastity. But you did do an excellent job of working the weariness out of my feet and toes. Perhaps they can repay the favor." (Teasingly.)
[Wet sliding hand job noises.]
"You're certainly eager. Your shaft is already slick with your own precum." (Teasing.)
[Wet sliding hand job noises.]
"How does it feel to be pleasured by my divine body?" (Sensually.)
[Wet sliding hand job noises.]
"Even if it is the lowliest part of my divine body, you know you are completely unworthy of it, right?" (Mocking.)
[Wet sliding hand job noises.]
"Good boy." (Amused.)
[Giggle.]
"Do I feel some twitching?" (Playful.)
[Faster wet sliding hand job noises.]
"I can feel you throbbing against my toes! Go ahead and cum. Cum on my legs, you unworthy mortal. Go ahead and stain my divine skin with your tainted seed." (Playful.)
[Quiet splatter.]
"Good boy. There's enough room in my tent for two tonight. I'll release you in the morning. I'll be in these woods the whole season, and I hunt catch and release. Perhaps I'll hunt you down again." (Coy.)