Miranda took the young new priestess on the temple tour, introducing her to all the young girls and other priestesses of the temple. Arcana and Jazelle, who both share the responsibilities with Miranda, greeted the new girl with enthusiasm and charm. Jacinda lowered her young face to the ground, embarrassed by the compliments of the high priestesses. Miranda urged her along, showing her the beautiful flower garden with the waterfall in the center.

Finally, They came to the place where Jacinda would be spending a great deal of her time. The stables. Jacinda's specialty is horses. It is one of the reasons she was selected to be a priestess at such a young age. With Miranda, Jazelle, and Arcana, they were chosen by the Lord Ares himself when they were teenagers. He had picked them when they were just children because of their outstanding beauty and personalities. He had to wait until they were teenagers to take them from their homes to serve him. Jacinda looked around the huge stable area. It was bigger than her whole village! She began to feel she would be unable to manage all the work. She turned to Miranda, eyes wide. Miranda smiled and wrapped her arm around her shoulder.

"What is wrong, Jacinda? You seem troubled." Miranda smoothed her hair, trying to comfort her.

"Mistress Miranda, the stables are so huge, I'll never be able to do all the work to Master Ares' standards." Her eyes welled with tears.

Miranda chuckled softly. "You are a priestess dear one, you are to oversee the work done here and take care of Lord Ares' personal steed. The other stable girls do the work."

The cloud lifted from Jacinda's face, and she smiled. "I misunderstood. Thank the gods!"

"You called?" Ares appeared in a burst of colorful light. He strode of to the girl and gently kissed her lips. Then he took Miranda in his arms and kissed her deeply and passionately. His hand roaming up from her hip to her bosom, he first squeezed her breast and then pulled it free and tasted the nipple, sucking hungrily on it.

Jacinda turned away, embarrassed and shy. She had never been intimate with anyone before. She couldn't understand the strange feeling she had, seeing the scene before her, Miranda's eyes closed, her head falling backwards as if she were in a faint.

"Jacinda!" Miranda called for the third time.

Jacinda jumped and looked over. It was as if nothing had even happened. Miranda and Ares were standing side by side, both looking at her. Miranda's breasts were fully covered and she had a look of impatience on her face. For a moment, Jacinda thought she might have imagined it all, but on closer inspection Miranda's right nipple was hard and poking against the thin material.

"Master Ares wishes you to meet his stallion. His name is Obsidian."

Miranda smiled and kissed the horses nose. Obsidian whinnied happily in reply. Jacinda walked over to the jet black horse and began stroking his muscular legs gently. The stallion immediately responded, moving closer to her and rubbing his head along her body. Ares and Miranda both looked very pleased. Right after that, before Miranda could stop her, Jacinda made her first major error in judgment. She mounted his steed barebacked. The thick muscular horse barely fit between her thighs.

Miranda rushed over and pulled her down, but not before Ares' dark eyes glared upon her.

Miranda whispers quickly into Jacinda's ear, "You must NEVER let your womanly flesh touch his horse. You must always saddle it first. Only Master Ares rides Obsidian bare backed. Ares walked over to the two priestesses and grasped Jacinda firmly by the arm. Miranda stepped between them.

"Master, she meant no harm, she did not know. Please..." Ares looked hard at Miranda, "Do you wish to share in her punishment as well, girl?"

"No Sir, I just wanted to..."

"Then I suggest you step aside and let me take care of my business." He glared at her for interfering.

He would take care of her later this evening. Jacinda tried to pull away from Ares' grip, but she was no match for his strength. He pulled her to the edge of the stable and lifted the reins from the wall. Jacinda still firmly in his clutches, he doubled the thick leather over and pulled her to low fencing that made up Obsidian's front stall enclosure. He bent the frightened girl across the fence and pulled her gown up. That is when Miranda saw her second error.

She was wearing undergarments below her robes. He tore them from her body and tossed them to Miranda. Miranda knew that Jazelle would also have a very sore bottom this evening, as it was her job to inform the young priestess of her expected dress requirements.

Ares growled and held the squirming, pleading girl down with one hand, and raised the makeshift strap with the other. Several red marks immediately appeared, as the many loops of leather, made contact with the creamy white flesh of the girl's backside. Miranda winced as the the strap continued to slap down, filling the stable with a gunshot like sound followed by the loud damp sobs of Jacinda.

Finally the she lay across the fence limply, her feet had long since stopped kicking, her submission to Ares complete. He continued to strap her, on her t highs, now. She gasped and whimpered, but her voice had long ago gone dry and hoarse. The hay beneath her face was soaked with her tears. Ares raised his arm back and cracked the leather a final time across her cheeks, causing her to find her voice and shriek at the pain, her feet kicking once again.

Ares pulled her to her feet, her robes falling down and covering the angry red welts on her flesh. He turned to Miranda.

"I shall take care of your transgressions later, my pet. I need to break this girl into my flock properly."

He grabbed Jacinda's robes, and tore the fabric away from her still blossoming bosom, exposing her perky breasts. He disappeared in another bright burst of light, this time taking his prize with him. Miranda felt a pang of jealousy, for she knew he would be plucking her of her virgin flower, and she had a dampness between her thighs that she needed taken care of this evening.