Kapitel 380: Hestia's New Job (Danmachi)
A/N: Hestia's New Job was a commissioned one shot originally written back in December of 2021. Posting it up here and now for people to enjoy!
Themes: Hypnosis, Threesome, Maid Play
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"P-Please, won't you consider joining my Familia?"
"Hah! What Familia? You want me to join up with some no-name Goddess like you with no support and no back up? Don't make me laugh! Although… I might consider it if you were to get down on your hands and knees right now and suck my dick real nice-like."
The saddest part is, if he were telling the truth, Hestia would probably actually consider it. But as foolish as the Goddess of the Hearth is beginning to feel for descending to the Mortal World to try and start a Familia, she's not stupid. And one of the few things the descended divinity is still capable of is detecting truth from lies when it comes to mortal beings.
So, she immediately knows that the big burly man in front of her is lying to her face. Even if she… even if she debased herself in such a humiliating way, even if she sucked his cock right here and now… he would never join her Familia, he wouldn't even consider it. Tears well up in Hestia's eyes, and the short stack quivers in abject despair.
"N-No… no you won't…"
The smirk on the man's face disappears and he sneers at her.
"Right, that little lie detector thing you gods all have. Well, you're right. I wouldn't. So, fuck off already!"
Turning on her heel, shoulders slumped in shame and embarrassment, Hestia… well, Hestia 'fucks off'. Except, she really has nowhere to go. She'd thought it would be easy to find mortals who wanted to join her Familia. She'd been so sure that she would have half a dozen adventurers by the end of the first day! That way, it didn't matter who was first, they would all support each other from the very start, like a real family.
Except, apparently it mattered very much who was first. No one wanted to take that plunge. No one wanted to step off of a cliff and not have anyone holding the rope tied around their waist. The Dungeon… the Dungeon was scary enough traversed in a party. No one wanted to go in without any support, with no back up.
As crass and rude as the man she'd just spoken to had been, his words were ultimately as fair as they were harsh. And Hestia… Hestia was a fool to have thought otherwise. She realized that now. Stifling a sob, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand, the half-pint Goddess collects herself. It looks like she'll have to go and beg help off of her friend Hephaestus after all. She'd been so eager to come down and so sure she'd be able to build a great Familia really quickly that she hadn't wanted to talk to Hephaestus until that was done. But now… now she was alone and destitute in this big city, without a single coin to her name.
She would have to-
"Hey there! You're the Goddess Hestia, right?"
Blinking, Hestia startles at the sound of the first friendly voice she's heard since coming down from the Heavens. Turning, she sees two men sauntering up to her, both of them clad in light armor and wielding weapons at their sides. Adventurers, to be sure. Blinking owlishly as they both give her friendly, carefree smiles, she slowly nods.
"Y-Yes… that's me…"
And then, even though they're obviously adventurers, because she has nothing to lose at this point, Hestia goes for it.
"W-Would you be looking to join my Familia, perhaps?"
The last burning ember of hope and optimism in the busty Goddess' ample bosom is extinguished when the both of them shake their heads.
"No, no. Sorry, but we're already members of the Soma Familia. Wouldn't do to show disloyalty to our God, now, would it?"
Truth, Hestia's 'lie detector' as the man had called it, dings in her head. At least… at least they're being honest with her. Taking some minor solace in that fact, Hestia lets out a slow breath.
"T-Then… what did you need with me, exactly?"
Exchanging a look between them, the first of the two men is still the one who does all the talking, that friendly smile never once leaving his face.
"Well, we couldn't help hearing about your difficulties since descending from Heaven, Goddess."
Truth.
"We heard you couldn't get anyone to join your Familia and figured that meant you had nowhere to go."
Truth.
"So, we figured we'd come find you, to offer you the opportunity to come work for us!"
Truth.
Blinking, a little dizzy as she takes all this one, Hestia nevertheless perks up at the last bit.
"W-Work for you?"
It might not be the start of her Familia, but it would be the start of self-sufficiency in the Mortal World. If she could snag a job all on her own, she might not need to go and beg Hephaestus for help after all!
"That's right. See, my buddy and I here, we recently got our own place. It's a bit filthy though, and we're just two guys. What we need is a woman's touch. So, we wanted to offer you work as our live-in maid. You clean up after us, make sure our needs are taken care of, and in exchange we make sure you have a place to live. Sounds simple enough, right?
Once again, his words all ring as true. Thinking about it, Hestia isn't entirely sure if she agrees though. She would expect payment for work… but also, the sun was setting already, and it was starting to get dark. She needed a place to stay and soon… and would it really be that bad? It would only be a short while, after all… only until she gets back on her feet! Besides, while she and Soma hadn't interacted much back in Heaven, she'd always been a fan of his wine and therefore him. Surely his adventurers were good sorts!
Mind made up, Hestia musters a trembling smile and gives the Soma Adventurer a quick nod.
"Alright! Um… lead the way?"
"Superb! Right this way, Goddess~"
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The place IS filthy, Hestia notes with a wrinkled nose once they finally arrive. And yet, rather than put her to work immediately, her new boss asks her to wait for a moment, pulling out a strange glowing purple pendant from his pack.
"Alright, this right here will help you with your work a lot, Goddess. You just need to stare right into it for me, okay?"
Truth.
Um, it's a little strange, but he honestly believes that whatever this is will help her work for him better, so… Blinking owlishly, Hestia stares at the swinging purple pendant.
"What… what's supposed to happen?"
"Just keep looking! It'll become clearer soon!"
And indeed, the more she stares at the pendant, the clearer things do become… even as Hestia's mind starts to grow a little foggy. She starts feeling slightly drowsy, and it becomes harder and harder to grasp onto her thoughts and hold any one thing in her mind. Instead, she finds herself swaying a bit on her feet, her lips parting as she breathes shallowly.
"Goddess Hestia? Is it working? Is your mind feeling blanker and blanker?"
"… Yes…"
She's never quite experienced anything like this before. But the man, the Soma Adventurer's words… they slam down into her mind like monoliths on an open, empty field. They're like pillars of thought that she can't get away from. All she can do is stand there and stare up at them, accepting them as gospel, all while the glowing pendant continues to swing back and forth in front of her glazed over eyes.
"Are you ready for your orders, Hestia? Are you ready for your new life?"
"… I am. I'm ready to become whatever you want me to be."
"Holy shit, I can't believe this shit actually worked…"
"Quiet, you'll fuck it up!"
It's the first time she's even heard the second adventurer speak. For a moment, Hestia's mind wavers, and her brow furrows cutely. What was she doing here? Why was she doing this? But then the first man speaks again, and his words, even if they're not directed to her, still hammer down into her blanked out mind all the same. The words 'Quiet, you'll fuck it up!' become etched into the Goddess of the Hearth's psyche, and she quickly falls quiet and still.
"Alright… Hestia, from now on, I am your Master. You belong to me. You are my personal maid and loyal sex slave. Do you understand?"
His words… they are the only truth Hestia now recognizes. What he says MUST be the case, because he's the only person he can count on to tell her what she is now. And so, it becomes Hestia's new reality.
"Yes… Master. I belong to you. I am your personal maid and loyal sex slave."
"I thought we were going to share her, man."
"We are, idiot! But I'm the one who paid for this shit. I'm the one who took the risk with it if it didn't work. So yeah, you'll have just as much fun with her, but I'm in charge, got it?"
"… Sure, fine."
Hestia just sways back and forth, soaking in the argument, but not really finding anything new from it. She knows who she belongs to now. She knows who her Master is and who she is to be the personal maid and loyal sex slave of. If he wants to share her with his friend… then that's perfectly fine.
"Show me how loyal you are, Hestia. From now on, while in these rooms, you will not wear clothes. Take them all off. Show us your divine body."
"Yes, Master…"
And so, the Goddess Hestia begins to disrobe. She pulls open the blue bow at her neck and undoes her underboob ribbon as well. Her tits bounce and jiggle, even as she pulls her dress up and over her head. She'd been wearing the ribbon under her tits in lieu of a bra, so all she's wearing is panties underneath as she reaches down and slips her thumbs into the waistband of those as well, nonchalantly shucking them off.
Just like that, the Goddess of the Hearth is entirely naked, standing before the two men without a care in the world. This was what her Master wanted, after all. And so, she'd done it, because obeying her Master, proving her loyalty to her Master, and serving her Master's needs had become her whole world.
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Standing there, still holding the pendant aloft, Michael can hardly believe this has gone as well as it has. Beside him, Tanvar is looking just as gobsmacked. The two of them have both been with women before, to be fair. Neither of them are virgins or anything like that. But there's a decided difference between mortal women and a Goddess.
Neither of them had ever thought they would get to see a Goddess naked, but here they were. And more than that… the pendant Michael had bought off of a shady dealer had actually worked. When the guy had told him it would hypnotize anyone, even a descended divinity, so long as they were relaxed and not on guard, Michael hadn't been sure what to believe about it.
But when he and Tanvar had heard the rumors of a little short stack of a Goddess with a rocking body but too little sense in her head randomly asking people to join her Familia, he'd known he had to give it a try. And now… now, here they were.
"Hestia… I want you to take out my cock and put it in your mouth."
"… Yes Master…"
He was damn sure he was never going to get tired of that. A wicked grin spreads across the Soma Adventurer's face as his new sex slave walks forward. Rather than falling to her knees, the busty half-pint just leans forward until her face is at crotch level. She quickly unties his pants and pulls them down, taking out his cock with efficiency and speed before sticking it right in her mouth.
… Then she just stays where she is, looking up at him with empty eyes, awaiting her next order. Snorting in amusement but also impatience, Michael rolls his eyes.
"Now suck it. Have you never given head before? Move back and forth along my cock and use your tongue and lips to make me feel good. But no teeth!"
With her mouth currently occupied, Hestia can't reply, but she makes up for it by following his orders. It's a very… mechanical blowjob, and its quickly becoming obvious that she HASN'T ever actually sucked dick before. Hestia… Hestia wouldn't be a virgin goddess, would she? The thought strikes Michael just as Tanvar is pulling off his own pants and walking into position behind their new pet Goddess.
"Whoa! What are you doing?"
Blinking, his slightly less intelligent friend frowns at him.
"You've got her mouth, so I was just gonna have her other hole."
There are actually two holes back there, but Michael isn't about to correct the other Soma Adventurer. Yanking Hestia off of his cock with a growl, he abruptly spins her around so she's facing Tanvar. If his suspicions are right, there's no WAY he's letting the other man have first dibs on his new pet's cunt… no, that right has to go to him.
"I want her cunt first. You can have her mouth."
Tanvar's face scrunches up in irritation, but ultimately the meathead just shrugs, not TRULY all that put out. Besides, Michael is the brains of their little two man operation, so Tanvar is used to following his orders. Its Michael who got them to their quotas so they could earn Soma Wine every month, and it was Michael who's sharp mind got them this place, their own private hidey hole where they could trust they wouldn't be ambushed by other Soma Adventurers for coin in their sleep. And yes, that was a VERY real risk of living in the Soma Familia Compound… shit just wasn't safe.
Regardless, Tanvar reaches out and grabs Hestia by her black pigtails, yanking her head down to his cock and shoving it against her face. As he pushes back and forth, rubbing his dick into her cheeks, Michael is grabbing her bent over body by the hips, admiring her cute little behind… and the glistening wet pussy lips nestled between her creamy pale thighs.
The only problem is, she's rather short, and he'd have to crouch down at an uncomfortable angle to properly fuck her. That is, unless they could lift her up between them. But Tanvar STILL doesn't have his dick in the Goddess' mouth.
"Oi, what's the hold up?"
"Bitch won't open!"
Rolling his eyes, Michael sighs.
"Hestia! Open your mouth for Tanvar. He can have access to your mouth whenever he wants, understood?"
"Yes Ma-mmph!"
Needless to say, Tanvar doesn't wait for Hestia to finish agreeing before he shoves forward into her now open mouth. Judging by the heartfelt groan that the meathead thug lets out a moment later, he's enjoying her mouth immensely, with Hestia no doubt incorporating what Michael had told her about how to give head before.
Smirking, Michael grips a bit more tightly at their pet Goddess' hips… and lifts her into the air. Her hands end up clutching at Tanvar's legs, while his cock ends up pushing into her throat as she descends his length rather rapidly now that she's angled downward towards the base of his cock, rather than angled upwards.
"Gluuuuuuuuuughk!"
"Oh fuck, her throat is so fucking tight!"
Snickering, Michael wastes no time in bringing his own throbbing cock up to Hestia's little slit. She's wet for him, although not quite as wet as he might have preferred. Still, she's moist and he thrusts in with little further fanfare, grunting as he plows ahead rather than taking his time. Hestia's muffled squeals, her face buried in Tanvar's crotch, are like music to Michael's ears even as he definitely feels something tear.
Heh, to be the one to claim a descended Goddess' hymen on her very first day in the mortal world? Michael has never felt more powerful. It's a heady experience to be sure, and not just because he'd deflowered the virgin Goddess, but also because Hestia was unbelievably tight, her pussy walls wrapping around his cock as the hypnotized Goddess is spit-roasted between him and Tanvar, quite literally.
The short stack's legs and arms both end up dangling as Tanvar and Michael fuck her from both ends harder and faster by the moment. Her choking and gurgling and gagging on Tanvar's cock worry Michael a little bit… after all, he has to be careful not to let the other man break their new toy. Still, in this moment its too fucking hot for him to care, Hestia's tight cunt gripping down on his dick even as she gargles Tanvar's shaft.
"GAGKH! GAGKH! GAGKH!"
This right here… this shouldn't be possible for a pair of First Level Adventurers such as them. Oh sure, you heard rumors about Goddesses giving it up to their strongest Familia Members, of relationships between the divine and their Captains. There was no doubt in anyone's minds that Freya was fucking her Familia Captain Ottar, for instance. But then, she was probably fucking half of her Familia's Executive Members.
Still, for a Level One like Michael, even if he WAS getting close to Level Two… this shouldn't have been possible. And yet, here they were, with a Goddess pinned between him and his bud, their cocks pistoning in and out of her gushing, clenching holes until finally…
"F-Fuck! Here it comes!"
"Shit, me too!"
Michael and Tanvar end up spilling their seed inside of Hestia's mouth and cunt within mere moments of each other, shoving forward and forcing her back to arch between them as they properly bast her insides with their loads.
Pulling out afterwards almost feels like a waste, even as Michael holds onto Hestia's hips, so she doesn't just fall to the floor in a heap. As expected, Tanvar doesn't think that far ahead, and so Hestia hangs off of Michael's dick for a moment, folded in half, before he's able to pull her light body off and stand her up. Coughing and hacking, the hypnotized Goddess nevertheless turns to him, looking at him with glazed, obedient eyes.
"W-What now, Master?"
Michael just grins. What now indeed?
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Another day in the Dungeon, but as with every day for the past couple of months, Michael finds himself walking into his humble abode with a big broad smile on his face and a bit of pep in his step. He can't help but be excited… after all, he knows full well what's waiting for him back at home.
And indeed, as he steps inside, he immediately spies Hestia toiling away at the stove, wearing both an apron… and her 'work uniform'. Within a week of hypnotizing the Goddess of the Hearth and making her his sex slave, Michael had rethought that initial order for her to not wear any clothes around the apartment.
Instead, he'd gone out and splurged a little bit, getting a specialty maid uniform for Hestia to wear. It was a shoulder-less top that barely contained her massive tits, and a frilly skirt that showed off her gorgeous thighs. Along with thigh-high white stockings and a pair of high heels that gave the short stack another few inches of height, the whole ensemble was just… beautiful.
Of course, as soon as he enters, Hestia's head whips around, her eyes lighting up with excitement.
"Master! I'll be with you in just a moment!"
Grinning, Michael just waves her off and heads over to the couch, sitting down and watching her as he waits patiently. He's not about to interrupt her while she's cooking dinner, after all. He'd tried that a couple of times before, and while it can be fun fucking Hestia from behind while she pretends to toil away in the kitchen, doing it while she's ACTUALLY toiling away in the kitchen proved to be a recipe for disaster.
And so, she quickly gets the meal to a point where she can leave it for a while, before pulling off her apron and making her way over to him, still clad in her slutty little maid uniform. Stopping in front of him, Hestia looks at him expectantly. Still smiling, Michael pats his lap… and his pet Goddess eagerly climbs aboard rather than dropping to her knees, wrapping her arms around his neck and arching her back so she's shoving her tits right into his face.
"Ooooh, Master. How was your day in the Dungeon? Did you and Tanvar do well?"
Pulling down Hestia's top and groping her tits, Michael nods.
"It was fine. Tanvar is handling a couple of errands and will be back soon. I'll be honest… I only even bother going into the Dungeon because afterwards I get to come home to you."
Blushing, the Goddess of the Hearth squirms in his lap.
"M-Master says the nicest things about his maid~"
Chuckling, Michael brings one of her tits to his mouth and begins to suckle at it, nibbling at the teat. Hestia moans and takes that as an indication to begin grinding her crotch into his lap, her bared pussy lips beneath the short frilly skirt of her maid uniform already sopping wet.
"P-Please Master, I've been waiting for you all day long. Please let me make you feel good. Please fuck me?"
The unprompted begging makes Michael's already erect member positively throb in its confines. He gives a short nod, not wanting to disengage from her tits, and Hestia squeals in glee, quickly reaching down between them to free his cock. Of course, barely has his cock left his pants before she's lifting herself up and inserting him into her dripping quim. The gorgeous raven-haired Goddess shudders as she impales herself on his prick, immediately orgasming.
But then, of course. While the initial hypnotized Hestia had been fun and all, she hadn't exactly been… interactive. So, the next morning, Michael had taken the pendant and given her some more orders and commands to flesh out her new existence as his and Tanvar's fuck toy. Now, Hestia didn't just belong to him, she was HAPPY she belonged to him. She got wet just thinking about getting fucked by him, and indeed, it had now always been her dream in life to descend to the mortal world just to become his live-in maid and sex slave.
As she bounces up and down on his dick, Hestia can't help moaning wantonly, her pussy walls constantly flexing, her body shuddering and shivering its way through orgasm after orgasm. All the while, Michael continues to slobber all over her teats, taking one and then the other into her mouth, slurping away at them quite aggressively.
This is the scene that Tanvar walks into when he finally finishes with his errands. The meathead Soma Adventurer grumbles when he sees Hestia and Michael already going at it on the couch.
"Tch… started without me…"
Finally pulling away from Hestia's chest for a moment, but not before tugging somewhat viciously on her nipple in a way that makes the short stack squeal and cream herself on his cock for the umpteenth time, Michael just chuckles.
"Come on man, you know how this little wench is. Not my fault she can't contain herself. Besides, there's still a hole for you. Just make sure you lube up properly first."
Tanvar's eyes light up at the idea of fucking Hestia in the ass. It was his favorite of her holes… which is perfect, because Michael likes to hog her cunt for himself, preferring that hole the most. Though, falling asleep with her down between his legs and her mouth wrapped around his dick suckling away lovingly at his length is also pretty fucking good.
Regardless, before Tanvar can get the lube, Hestia reaches back and flips up her skirt, leaning into Michael as she spreads her ass cheeks apart.
"A-Actually, Master… I took the liberty of preparing my anus for Mister Tanvar today already. Please sir… go right ahead."
The grin on Tanvar's face is decidedly goofy as the thuggish Soma Adventurer moves into position behind Hestia, and a moment later is DPing her with Michael. As the two men begin to fuck her cunt and ass at the same time, sandwiching her between them, Michael just chuckles. Things really have settled into place for him. He feels like he's getting closer and closer to Level Two every day. And maybe, once he hits Level Two… he'll leave the Soma Familia.
The Soma Familia Captain, Zanis Lustra, is only Level Two as well, after all. And the man does not like competition. Michael offering to leave of his own accord with no bad blood between them might be for the best… and he can likely take Tanvar with him too, even though the lug is pretty far from leveling up himself.
Once that happens… Michael honestly wouldn't mind letting Hestia give him and Tanvar a Falna. The hypnotized Goddess is his to control, after all. And with her as his sex slave, as his pet… he can build a Hestia Familia of his own, in the same vein as the Soma Familia. Adventurers can join up… and the guys can have a turn with Hestia, if they earn it. Meanwhile, the girls… the girls can have a session with him and his pendant.
Of course, that's all a long term plan of his. Right now, Michael is still only Level One, and will be for a while yet. But Level Two is the biggest hurdle preventing him from following his dreams. Once he hits Level Two, the sky is the limit.
For now, though, the Soma Adventurer settles in to enjoy Hestia's tits and pussy again, groping and squeezing the former and pistoning up into the latter from below, not to be out done by Tanvar's frenzied fucking of the moaning Goddess' lubed up asshole.
And as the two men fuck her silly, not a single stray disloyal thought enters Hestia's emptied head. She's right where she belongs and having never so much as reached out to Hephaestus, the Goddess of the Forge doesn't even know Hestia is in Orario. No one does, save for the handful of people she begged to join her Familia that night, and those nobodies aren't going to tell anyone.
In the end, Hestia disappeared into Michael and Tanvar's home without a trace two months ago and hasn't left it since. Why would she need to? She's oh so happy here. After all, she's the Goddess of the Hearth, and it's her duty to tend to the hearth of her beloved Master.
This is where she belongs, and she wouldn't have it any other way.
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