Jazelle sat quietly at the foot of the waterfall, her thin robes translucent and clinging closely against her brown skin. In the dwindling sunlight, she could have easily been mistaken for a goddess. She was humming softly, as if trying to soothe the garden into a peaceful slumber. Water cascaded down the curves of her breasts, tiny ice rivers, awaking her flesh in the warm breeze.

Nothing existed but the quiet garden, the cool water, and the warm lips sucking her nipple through the damp fabric....Jazelle jumped and opened her eyes. Kneeling in front of her, was the most handsome man she had ever seen. He looked up at her, a broad sadistic grin passed his lips, before biting the now plump nipple roughly.

"You have neglected your duties, and it is time for your punishment." Ares stood up, towering over the petite priestess. He grabbed the protruding nipple and used it to pull Jazelle to her feet.

She cried out in shock and pain. Her Master was rarely so rough with her. Ares took her place on the rock and pulled her down across his lap. Jazelle yelped and wondered to herself how such a beautiful evening had gone so wrong in the space of 3 minutes. Before she could get very deep into figuring it out, the heavy hand of Ares came crashing down against the very wet flesh of her bottom. Jazelle bucked her hips, trying to avoid the onslaught. Ares renewed his grip on her waist, paddling her until she quit fighting and lay limply across his legs, salty tears mixing in the clear water below her.

Finally the blows stopped, and Jazelle found herself standing on her feet, legs trembling. Ares looked at the very defeated looking priestess. "We are far from being finished young lady. We will continue this in my chambers."

Jazelle expected to be transported in the style Ares so favored, but instead he walked her back into the temple doors. She realized he wanted all the girls to see that even priestesses were chastised for misbehaving or neglecting duties. The blush was evident even through her tanned skin. She lowered her tear streaked face and trudged through the great hall, Ares holding her arm so she couldn't go too fast.

Finally they entered his chambers. He released her arm and closed the door. Jazelle's eyes still remained lowered.

"Remove your clothing."

Jazelle quickly removed her wet robes and put them aside. She felt Ares' gaze upon her, and reluctantly raised her eyes to meet his. The look of disappointment on his face broke Jazelle's heart. A large tear spilled from her eye and rolled down her cheek, splashing onto her now bare breast. "Do you know why you are being punished?"

Jazelle thought for a moment, and realized she had absolutely no idea why she was being punished. She never questioned that she had displeased him in some way. She had long ago given up questioning his actions. She was his and that was all she needed to know. She shook her head slowly.

"Jacinda was wearing undergarments when I raised her robes to punish her. Is that not your duty to dress the girls?"

"yes, Master."

"And you failed. Do you have anything to say for yourself?"

Jazelle looked up, cleared her throat and answered, "No, Sir. I have failed you. Do with me as you will."

Ares walked up to his naked priestess, took both breasts in his strong hands, squeezed them roughly, and growled in her ear.

"Oh, I will. Trust me."

With that said, Ares scooped Jazelle up and threw her into the center of his bed. Within seconds he was naked and laying upon her. Jazelle looked up, surprised and a bit relieved. Her relief changed to fright when she realized she had somehow become tied down to the bed.

"I told you this was far from over. You need to be put in your proper place. You are mine, and you will do as you are instructed. As you are my property, I shall use your body as I wish."

Any normal girl would have been frightened beyond belief, but Jazelle found herself squirming in anticipation, feeling the warmth between her legs growing.

Ares took a deep breath and laughed. "I can smell your desire girl. You should at least try to play hard to get."

Ares laughed again and began ravishing Jazelle's naked flesh, pressing himself into her slickness.