Ares paced up and down the hallway outside his chambers. His hands were clasped in fists behind his back and he had a dark look in his eyes. He stopped and stared at the petite figure hurrying down the corridor towards him. As Miranda came within arms reach, Ares grabbed a handful of hair and forced her to look into his eyes.

"Where have you been?"

The look in his eyes made Miranda tremble and she wished she could look away. She had been out in the gardens enjoying the bright summer sun and had fallen asleep. She opened her mouth to answer but before she could she was being forced through his bedroom door. She found herself tossed roughly onto his bed and she immediately kicked herself back against the wall.

"Everything off, NOW!"

Miranda immediately slipped out of her robes, crossing her arms across her bare breasts. Ares sat down in the chair across from the bed and stared at her naked flesh. He crossed his legs and sat back casually, the look a bit softer in his black eyes. Miranda lowered her eyes and shivered from the coolness his stare created. She knew she would be bruised and used for his pleasures this evening. This thought always scared and excited her. When he was in one of his moods there was no gentle loving to be had.

"Come here, girl!"

Miranda jumped immediately to her feet and scurried to his side. She kept her eyes lowered, her face full of shame for leaving her Master waiting for her. She soon found naked body across the arm of his chair, her hips bones pressed hard against the wood. His hard hand made contact with the pale flesh of her ass and thighs. His hands were hard as boulders when he was spanking one of the women of the temple, but they seemed even more hard this day. She squirmed despite herself and he used his free hand to grab her right breast hard enough to make her cry out. It created the desired effect, her body was more or less still. He continued to spank her, lecturing on keeping him waiting and fulfilling her duties as his priestess. Large tears streaked Miranda's cheeks as she apologized repeatedly for letting him down. After several minutes of harsh spanking, bruises were visible through the redness of her skin.

Ares stood her up as he stood himself. He pulled her to the bed and then down onto it. In a flash he was naked as well, his Godhood standing at attention. Miranda couldn't help but feel a tingle at the sight of his arousal. She whimpered as he grabbed her hair, pulling her head back and exposing her neck. He bit down hard on the pale skin there. Miranda screamed from the pain and excitement it caused. Ares laughed through a snarl, one of many of his special talents. He moved down her body, leaving a trail of bruises along her breasts. MIranda could not keep quiet, moans, and cries filled the room as he continued down her body. He was now biting the fleshiness of her inner thighs. Miranda looked down her body, Ares' teeth marks visible everywhere she looked. She was marked as his yet again, and it turned her on immensely.

Soon she found her legs being spread wide and Ares shoved himself deeply into her. He took her aggressively, like a wild beast. Miranda could do nothing but allow him to use her body as he saw fit, though she secretly enjoyed his roughness. The smile on his face as he slid in and out of her assured Miranda that she was back in his good graces, even if he pretended to be angry for a bit longer. His fingers dug into the heavily bruised inner thighs and Miranda screamed out. Ares was pleased with the sound and he climaxed into her, filling her up. He immediately withdrew from her, having used her for his purpose, leaving her feeling empty. She lay in a heap on the furs and looked at his glistening tanned skin as he moved across the room. She thought he was leaving her but he turned and came back a moment later. He laid a single red rose between her marked breasts and kissed her on the cheek softly. Then in a burst of light he was gone, Miranda laying naked in his bed, the rose moving up and down with her slowing breath. Soon she was asleep and dreaming of her Master's touch.