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Hercules was spread-eagled and bound upside-down between two marble pillars in the great hall, his weight supported by his shoulders on the cool mosaic floor. He knew instantly what was about to happen. Mixed feelings of apprehension and animal hunger spread through his body. The sound of raucous laughter and armor dropping onto the mosaics filled the throne room. One hundred muscled and naked warriors lined up before Hercules according to rank clutching their swollen phalluses. Hercules was ready . . . for during the storm Zeus had made it clear that he was destined to survive. He resolved that no man among these warriors would ever forget the day they had had Hercules. As the king watched the rape orgy, he became aware of the lust and the jealousy that filled him. He was jealous of his own men! He had fallen in love with this mightiest of mortals . . . this half-god . . . this bastard lord.

Next the golden haired Peleus was tied to the crossbar on an upright post. The youngest of the three looked over his shoulder at his master with eyes filled with tears and love. Hercules watched the splendid young titan’s ass-cheeks bounce under the leather snake’s blows. Those same ass-checks had opened hungrily for Hercules’ throbbing manhood countless times during the long voyage to Cappadocia. Now he was forced to whip the man who had first accepted his manly love.

Hercules felt lost and abandoned by the gods and friends alike. This hideous pit of serpents would surely spell his death. Then, miraculously, he heard the voices of his three companions calling his name in search of him. Gratefully, Hercules shouted out from his death pit and soon Theseus, Telamon and Peleus were hauling him up from the fangs of final oblivion. Once freed the muscular giants laughed with relief and embraced one another not noticing the ring of Manazonian archers forming around them. Theseus, Telamon and Peleus had escaped their cells to rescue their friend, but now all four were at the mercy of the diabolical Manazon king.

Angrily frustrated, but feeling the emotional bond evolving for this man who might steal his throne, the king locked himself in his chambers to again plot Hercules’ necessary death. The following day he personally escorted Hercules to a pit of poisonous serpents. Honor bound Hercules allowed his right arm to be tied securely behind him. The king himself wound and tied heavy rope around his left wrist and watched as Hercules was lowered by that one arm into the snake pit within striking range of the deadly vipers. Ordering the guards away from the pit, the king longingly took one last look at his splendid, dangerous bastard prisoner before he left him to die in solitary dignity.

Once Hercules was secured heavy locks were opened and sea water began to fill the sacrificial pool. The king and his guards watched from above as an enormous grating lifted and the giant octopus slithered into the rising waters and immediately found its prey. With horrifying precision. the monster began to wrap its awesome tentacles around Hercules for the death crush. With tremendous effort. Hercules snapped his chains. but by then the huge tentacles covered his entire body except his arms. Grasping the blade the king had dulled until he thought it to be ineffective. Hercules mustered his remaining strength and drove the sword deep through the sea monster‘s eye and into its brain. killing it instantly. Lungs bursting he wrestled free of the limp tentacles and splashed, gasping into the air above. The exasperated king had already gone to prepare for the next torture.

With strength and cunning Hercules had completed King Eurytheus’ first eight labors by himself. But to obtain the loincloth of the King of the Manazons he would seek the help of his three best friends, Theseus, Telamon and Peleus. From a shared childhood his three friends had grown to muscular proportions and bravery that rivaled his own. Hercules experiences with Apollo and at the hands of King Eurytheus made him perceive Theseus, Telamon and Peleus in a totally new way. He not only longed to share their camaraderie, but their bodies and beds as well. The four friends set sail for Cappadocia with a bond of closeness that they had not experienced since they had more innocently slept together as children.

LABOR IX - OBTAIN THE LOINCLOTH OF THE KING OF THE MANAZONS

LABOR V - CLEAN THE AUGEAN STABLES

LABOR IV - KILL THE WILD BOAR OF ERYMANTHUS

LABOR II - DESTROY THE NINE-HEADED LERNAEAN HYDRA

LABOR I - KILL THE LION OF NEMEA

Here is the introduction to the story:

While being one of twin sons born to his mother, Alcmene, Hercules was one of many illegitimate sons born to Zeus. Though only a mortal bastard, he was legendary for his super-mortal strength from infancy. Hercules strangled two serpents which Hera, Zeus’ jealous wife, had sent to destroy him in his cradle. Before reaching manhood he killed the lion of Mount Cithaeron. Later, having been driven mad by Hera, he killed his own wife and children and those of his brother. When he recovered his sanity, he was so stricken with grief that he exiled himself and went to consult the oracle of Apollo at Delphi. He was commanded to serve Eurystheus, King of Mycenae, for twelve years during which he had to perform twelve labors as his punishment. Even though the gods assisted Hercules in his tasks, he was successful only after having endured great pain and suffering. Hercules’ ninth labor was to obtain the girdle of Hippolyte, Queen of the Amazons.

This edition reflects the spirit of fantasy adventure and the prurient interests of those who appreciate The Zeus Collection. Artistic liberties have been taken which purposely contrast with Webster's Library of Universal Knowledge on Classical Mythology and Larousse's Encyclopediea of Mythology in our retelling of Hercules’ ninth labor. Led by the genius of Cavelo’s illustrations, travel back into the mists of mythology for The Zeus Collection’s erotic adventures of “HERCULES AND THE KING OF THE MANAZONS”.

When the madness that his father’s jealous wife, Hera, had inflicted upon him subsided, the grief Hercules felt over his murder of his wife and children was unbearable. He vowed never again to love a woman or to have children, He would devote his existence to the virile world of men … their battles and adventures, their strengths and bodies. As a son of Zeus and strongest of mortal men, he had inherited his father’s lusty nature and knew full well the effect his chiseled musculature and other spectacular endowments had upon his comrades-in-arms. He knew, too, that the barely suppressed animalism he felt deep in his loins for other men would soon have to be satisfied.

A Cavelo illustration of a Viking captured by a Mayan. This is a cleaned up web find.

Here is the twenty third illustration by Cavelo for ‘De Sade and the Musketeers.’ The text for this illustration was:

Force-shackled, an infuriated De Sade was brought before the pirate Vulkafta. A fellow sadist, Vulkafta’s appetite for sexual atrocities was legendary on the high seas.

Here is the twenty second illustration by Cavelo for ‘De Sade and the Musketeers.’ The text for this illustration was:

Mid-voyage on a becalmed and foggy night, De Sade’s ship is surprise attached by a pirate baggala. Out of a sound sleep, De Sade rushed to the deck only to be captured immediately.

Here is the twenty first illustration by Cavelo for ‘De Sade and the Musketeers.’ The text for this illustration was:

Within the week De Sade sets sail with his muscular cargo for the sheik’s distant country with the unruly D’Artagnon aboard as a gift to the sadistic Fazzi.

Here is the nineteenth illustration by Cavelo for ‘De Sade and the Musketeers.’ The text for this illustration was:

Enraged at D’Artegnon’s first time disobedience, De Sade binds his passive slave to a beam and lashes his clothes to shreds in front of the struggling Aramis.

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