CH. 20 - A Guilty Pleasure III

I woke up to someone very methodically, manhandling my dick. Pumping it slowly, using both hands, up and down in a steady rhythm.

By the time I cranked my sleep-crusted eyes open, that hand had slotted me into a very, very, very wet little hole, and the first thing I saw was Annabeth's sweat, tear and mascara stained head, slowly sinking herself down my morning wood.

I stared uncomprehendingly as the mass of blonde hair moved up and down, as she moved her pink, luscious lips up and down on my erection, her big full tits pressing against my knees. Groggily, the first thought that came to my wrecked head was "The fuck?"

And then the previous day's events came crashing back and I let out a big wide grin.

Annabeth grinned back at me as she scooted up on the bed and lay down next to me "Morning, sleepyhead."

I slid my hands up her warm sides, pulled her hips down on my cock, and started thrusting up slowly as I held her in place. "Good morning, you didn't finish." I told her.

"Do we need to talk about anything?" Annabeth asked as she rode me.

"What's there to talk about?" I replied.

"What we did yesterday. It seems kind of...I feel like everything happened in a haze. We going to keep this up or...?" Annabeth asked before she went on, her voice becoming almost trance like and her eyes going cloudy, a small drop of drool slipped out of her mouth.

"You fucked me, then you spanked me, fucked my mouth, and fucked my ass and then you mauled me. You then fucked me all over again and came in all three of my holes. And I kept begging for more," She told me, grabbing my hands and placing them on her wonderfully soft breasts. I gave them a nice few squeezes causing the blonde to moan and throw her head back. Her body went limp and she fell, putting all her weight on me, and shoving my cock straight up her pussy. I stayed there for a moment before deciding to take the initiative and start thrusting into her. Her tongue lolled out and her pussy tightened around me, a low moan came from her and I finally decided to answer her question.

"No, it'll get to complicated, you know it is Annabeth, 'sides Percy is finally coming back from his last ever mission later today, so you'll have him again." I told her squeezing her mounds of fun way, much harder than what was actually necessary. This was something I learned last night she really enjoyed.

"Well then that doesn't mean that you can't take me again in my ass in the same way you did yesterday one last time does it?" She pouted, her soft marshmallow-like lips making an O-shape, so I gave a particularly harsh thrust into her and her eyes rolled back. At the moment she wasn't the smartest child of Athena anymore, now she was just some dumb cock-hungry bimbo giving me a blowjob. That look finally made me lose myself completely.

"Get your ass over here!" I growled at her, losing myself again in a repeat of last night. I twisted myself around, so I was on top and slammed her down on the bed, not caring for her squeals of delight, and started slamming into her as hard as possible. Her tits jiggled with each thrust and her skin developed a layer of sweat, so each time I slammed down into her, her ass would clap.

It was just like last night.

{Freeze-frame}

Me: Grover, sorry 'bout this man but I'm gonna skip all the stuff you 'bout to do to Annabeth again.

Grover: Ah what? C'mon dude, that's the best part! It's even what you started with!

Me: Yeah I know, but that's a story for another day! Plus, we got an audience to please and a 4-ish month break to compensate for! Author powers activate! Grover, shut up! Annnnnd cue flashback, uh right here!

(Bad French-SpongeBob narrator-accent)

A few hours filled of sex before:

I decided after an amazing threesome with the daughters of Hades, that Annabeth was next. That blonde bitch needs taken down a peg, so arrogant and haughty, always the one on top. Well, these pictures prove she isn't too smart, since she was not only caught on camera, but she had a video of it taken, without her ever noticing.

I smirked, this would be great. This'd be perfect.

I found her just as she was heading back to the Athena cabin, I slowed down to a trot to get a glimpse of that fantastic ass barely hidden behind the jean-shorts she was wearing today, they went down to her mid-thigh at the best of times, but after a long day of training they had ridden up so you could nearly make out the bottom of her ass as it jiggled on by. Her long bronze legs glistened with sweat from whatever camp activity she just came in from, her toned muscles flexing with every movement.

Her hips swayed slightly, adding a sexy little swagger to her walk, her sexy ass swaying side to side, almost hypnotically. I smirked but managed to draw my eyes up to see the rest of her body. Her camp t-shirt was ridding up, revealing her toned mid-rift, of course, all I could see with her back to me was, well, her back, but wait… Somehow she managed to get her shorts ride up at the legs, but slide down slightly, revealing the slightest hint of her ass from both top and bottom, her crack barely visible, as well as something quite interesting.

At the base of her spine, her panties had ridden up, and what an interesting pair of panties for such her. A bright pink thong, barely visible unless you were looking, and oh boy, was I looking. I tore my gaze from her thong, and managed to notice something else quite interesting, her bra was also bright pink, the straps visible through her shirt.

I broke out of my thoughts just in time for her to stop at her cabin entrance. This was the perfect opportunity, there wouldn't be anyone else there as far as I knew, just the two of us, alone in the cabin.

"Hey, Annie!" I called out, giving a smile to her as she turned around giving me a smile back.

"Grover, what are you doing here?" She asked.

"I just wanted to talk to you, got a 'lil somethin'… interesting to show you." I grinned, I hope she didn't notice how malicious it was.

"O-kay" Shit, she might have noticed something off, "Right, want to come in?"

I nearly fist-pumped, "Sure."

We entered the cabin, everything was just like it normally was, organised chaos, blueprints and books piled everywhere. Beds pushed to the side, and of course, Annabeth's room, clearly labelled with her name on it, a gift from her mother.

"What was it you wanted to show me?" She asked, walking towards her room.

"Not much, just these," I handed her the folder with copies of the pictures in them, she gave me a quizzical glance before opening it, and immediately paled

"How. Did. You. Get. These?" A white-faced Annabeth asked me in horror, as she looked through some pictures depicting her in some rather interesting and questioning positions.

"That, my blonde bombshell, is for me to know and you for you to maintain a secret." I replied with a smirk on my face, seeing that this was about to play right into my hands pretty soon.

"Grover, please, these can't get out, I…" I snatched the pictures from her hands, giving them, another look over, they were still as sexy as when I first saw them.

In the photos, Annabeth was dressed in a pink dress, the skirt part was so poufy it made her hips look twice as big, and it was so short you could see nearly all her ass, wearing the same pink thong she seemed to be wearing now, which barely covered anything when it got down to it. In fact, the thong seemed to have been pulled up so much that her ass was somehow more visible, in all its bronze glory.

Her top half was covered in a white and pink polka dot shirt, at least five sizes too small, that didn't just show off cleavage, it showed off most of her tits too, a small hint of mid rift was showing, her toned abs freely visible.

Her hair was done up in pig-tails, with two very pink hairbands, and her face was the sluttiest thing I have ever seen, her lips were a bright red, covered in lipstick, and puckered up; her cheeks were covered in so much blush they looked painted on; her eyes were done with blue eye-shadow and her lashes were and inch longer than usual.

The tips of her hair looked like they had been bleached, giving a very fake platinum blonde over her already bright locks. Her outfit was brought together with a pair of heels even the most intense strippers would call big, easily six or seven inches, and bright pink, they were even glittery. Finally, a pair of white fishnet stockings went up to her knees, bringing the sexy little number together.

She was standing in front of a mirror, posing for herself, and the photographer had managed to capture each pose perfectly.

Each of the dozens of photos showed her posing in various sexy poses. One she bent over to pick up something, her ass revealed in all its glory, the thong hiding nothing, you could even see her pink pussy lips, a few shades off the skirts colour.

Another pose showed her spanking her own ass, caught at the exact right moment to show off her ass jiggling, frozen in time, her mouth formed an 'O' and her eyes were rolled back.

Several more showed her in the process of stripping, removing her top, skirt and eventually her panties and the tiniest bra in the world (also, probably the one she was wearing right at this moment). She revealed her tits in all their glory, playing with herself for quite some time, a good dozen of the photos showed the various stages of this.

Eventually she decided to call in some help, in the form of a bright pink dildo, she sat down on the bed and fucked her pussy with it for several more of the photos. The final photos were of her on her knees sucking her own juices off the dildo, whose base was on the floor, for the first few she went up and down, not going more than a few inches deep on the dildo, but later pics showed how she slowly lowered her red lips until she actually kissed the floor. Her makeup had started running at this point, blue tear-trails of her eye-liner mixing with the rosy cheeks to give a truly whorish look.

The last image in this pile, was of her collapsed on the bed, sucking her fingers off the remainder of their juices, stark naked except her runny makeup, her high heels and her stocking.)

In the next set of photos Annabeth started by talking to Jason, it seemed pretty normal at first, until the blonde whore got down on her knees and whipped Jason's dick out. The first few showed the blonde bitch sucking him off, slowly going deeper until Jason gets sick of her shit and slams her head down on his cock, the whole thing going right down her tight throat.

Her eyes widened and she tried to push away for a few photos, until Jason smacked her tits through her top. Her eyes rolled back, and it was clear from the way the camera was placed that her panties were soaked, her pussy was so wet that a damp spot appeared on her shorts, the very ones she was wearing at the moment.

A half dozen show Jason cum down her throat, then release to let a few quirts on her face, mixing with her already flowing makeup and getting matted in with her hair. For a few frames she looks mad at him, and starts to stand up, until Jason smacks her across the face, she shuts up and stared up at him, he must have said something to her because she stopped looking mad, and looked a lot more submissive.

Jason smacked her again and she just looked back up at him with an apologetic face. She sticks her tongue out and still looks up at him, until he spits, right on her mouth. She closes her mouth, visibly swallows, her entire body shaking by the looks of the photos before opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out again.

Jason goes on to strip her, tearing the clothes off her body, for one photo, she looks mildly annoyed, but Jason glares at her and she looks freezes. She drops her head submissively, fully naked, and then kneels in front of him. He makes a gesture, and she goes on to lie in his lap, ass up. For a few frames they sit like that, Jason groping up her whole body, each of these photos is followed by a photo of her face to show her reaction, how the cameraman (or woman if his suspicions about Artemis were correct) got there he wouldn't know, but he's happy they did.

The next frame Jason spanks her ass, the reaction shows her face, baring a dozen emotions, shock, anger, pain, surprise, and a dozen more. Next she turns her head, but he spanks her, and keeps on going, her reactions slowly stop getting so shocked, and pained, but move to a new emotion, horny.

A couple dozen photos of Jason spanking her later, he stops and sticks a finger around her pussy, it comes back drenched. There's a nice close-up of her very red cheeks, her pussy dripping is clearly visible, which is followed by her face with Jason's finger in the frame, she looks at it like a deer caught in the headlights, he points to her mouth, and anger rises up on her face.

A dozen spanks ensue, she's crying now, and yelling something in the photo, from it you don't really know what it is. Finally, Jason stops and repeats his earlier action, bringing his now drenched finger to her face, which she sucks at his behest.

He eventually shoves her off him and she lands on her ass, fresh tears come in the next few photos, before he shoves her up to her knees, ready for doggy style. Of course, Jason takes her up on her kind offer and fucks her puffy pussy, a small puddle of her arousal is forming beneath her, covering the forest floor with her juices.

It keeps cutting to her face, as he fucks her, her tongue lolls out and her eyes roll back, drool falling from her lips as she gets fucked. Jason apparently wasn't happy with leaving her un-spanked for so long, and starts smacking her ass as he fucks her, she losses all control and her body slumps forward like a puppet with its strings cut.

Her tits pancake out beneath her, getting covered in the mud lying on the ground, her face was dragged through the mud too, every few photos she'd raise her head and apparently cry out, revealing her face caked in dirt and mud.

Eventually Jason wrapped up, and came all over her back and ass, covering up the glowing red ass. He panted a bit, before letting her fall into the mud, covered in his cum. He then went over and sat on a log to catch his breath, leaving her there in the dirt. Finally, she managed to move, pushing herself up and turning to him, he laughed at something, before standing up and walking away, grabbing the scraps of her clothes as he went, before he could get to far, she crawled and fell at his knees, asking for something.

He smirked down at her, before grabbing her panties (the very ones Grover was so admiring earlier) and shoved them in her mouth, she looked shocked as he laughed at her, before he walked off. Leaving her in the forest with only a tiny thong to wear.

After that there were other photos of a similar nature, with different people, Leo in bunker 9, Frank on the Argo II, Octavian in the senate, Percy, more people who weren't Percy... even Apollo was in on the action.

The final few photos showed Annabeth guarding the camp boarder, only to be spotted by a hellhound, what unfolded had shocked Grover the first time he watched it. She was fucked by the hound, and she enjoyed it, she was knotted and fucked over and over, brought to orgasm, and she begged for more.

The next set started with her and Thalia, both nearly in tears, until both started looking horny, they started fucking each trying to dominate the other, before both gave up. Artemis showed up and had them clean her of her cum coated body, then fucked them in a threesome to beautiful for words.

Their party was crashed by Lycaon, who enslaved Annabeth and Thalia, and showed of his Slut Artemis. Annabeth immediately gave into the wolf king, and got collared, where was that now he wondered, eventually the werewolves left them in puddles of cum, without any clothes between them.

"Th-that's not me!" Annabeth exclaimed, reaching for the file of photos, but I just kept it out of reach.

"Riiiigght and I didn't just have a threesome with the Hades girls," I told her with mock shock and extreme sarcasm, "it sure looks like you, and it even sounds just like you too."

"Sounds li- what do you mean sounds like?"

"Oh, yeah, I found this as well, I stated, whipping out the scroll, it looks like something Leo made, but silver instead of the usual bronze, I turn it to her and show her the videos of those scenes. Smirking as her face somehow got even paler.

She took the scrolls and started looking in horror at each of them, her face almost going vampire white.

In the first video, Annabeth's slutty pink outfit came out again, she admired herself in the mirror, and moaned while rubbing her tits.

"You're such a bimbo" she said in a slightly higher pitch than her normal voice, while in front of me, the real Annabeth starts to blush.

"Such a big airhead, you like when I play with your ass?"

SLAP

"Mmm" She gives off a breathy moan.

"Yeah, you love it, you whore."

She starts stripping.

"You don't deserve clothes you dumb bimbo." At the word bimbo her breathing gets faster.

"Yeah, play with your tits, dirty bitch, mmm, you love it."

She takes out her dildo, and begins to use it, moaning all the while, her words becoming an unintelligible stream of whorish sounds.

"Dirty whore!."

"Dumb slut!"

"Stupid airhead!"

"Fucking Bimbo!"

With that she comes and sprays everywhere, coating the floor and her bed with her juices, something the photos failed to capture. She slowly sits up, and looks at her now soaked dildo.

"Now look what you did, you better apologise for being such a dirty slut, apologise and clean him up, you airheaded Bimbo!"

She starts sucking the dildo off, every time she comes up for air, she breathes out an apology.

"Sorry, for being such a whore."

GLACK

"Sorry, for being such a whore."

GLUG

"Sorry, for being such a whore."

GASP

When she reaches the base, she stays there, her throat bulging around the dildo, her eyes streaming tears and her pussy dripping again.

Shakily, the first scroll drops from Annabeth's hands as the sound from the next one grabs her attention:

"What Percy doesn't know won't hurt him." She says, her finger going down Jason's chest to his crotch.

"But he's my friend, you're his-"

"Shush," she says in a breathy voice. "Let me take care of your little problem."

She starts sucking his cock, slowly licking the tip, working her way down.

SLURP

"Mmm."

"Take that you whore." Jason slammed her face down like the photos.

GLACK

GULP

GLACK

She mumbles around the cock; probably screaming but incapable of making the sound.

Jason slaps her and she stops making so much noise, now only choking on the cock.

When he finally came, and lets her off, she starts to complain, "Jason what the fuck-"

SLAP

"Don't speak, you whore."

It follows the same as the photos, only with each smack Jason delivers movie-Annabeth, Annabeth in real life flinches, each one making her look meeker and less like the all-knowing, powerful, demigoddess she normally is.

When he starts fucking her, real Annabeth looks away, but I just cough and she looks back, anger in her eyes once more. She's about to say something, but she cuts herself off, as a loud moan comes from the screen, Annabeth freezes and looks back to see herself with her tongue lolling out, her eyes rolled back, and her body caked in dirt and the anger changes to embarrassment.

When they stop fucking, and Jason catches her breath, movie Annabeth looks up at him, watches him stand up and start to leave.

"Wait," she cries out, her voice hoarse she coughs, "Where are you going?"

"Back to camp bitch."

He grabs her clothes, or rather the scraps of them, and lifts them.

"But you tore apart my clothes-"

"I don't care"

"I can't go back like this."

Jason stops for a moment then looks back down at her, at his feet, he grabs her clothes and takes her panties out of the pile.

"Here, wear these." He holds the panties out.

"Jason I-"

He grabs her chin, opens her mouth and shoves the panties in.

"Mmmph"

"That's all you get, a pair of damp panties. See you at the camp-fire."

Then he left her there, she stared after him, the camera watches her for a bit, as she stares blankly, before wobbling to her feet and starting to walk to camp. It takes her a good five minutes of walking to realise that the clothing isn't supposed to wear her, and takes her panties out, she looks at them with tears in her eyes before putting them on, she moans when they touch her still sensitive pussy.

"That… you… Grover!" Annabeth stutters, the scrolls now on the floor broadcasting a low stream of moans as a hell hound begins to fuck her.

At this stage, her mind must have been going a mile a minute (for kids of Athena that's a step down, since she wasn't having anything to say.)

"Well Annie, what do you think of my little 'presentation'?"

"Please Grover, I'm your friend right? We go back, right?" She looks terrified, "Just give me those, please."

"But Annie, this is something the whole camp would love to see! I'm sure Percy would be particularly excited to see his girl-"

"Give me those!" She reached for the folder, but I moved them out of reaching, I was tempted to play a bit of tag for a bit, but well, I was more tempted by Annabeth.

I dropped the folder (I have a spare, and I'll pick it up when I leave) and grabbed Annabeth's wrist with my now free hand, and pushed her into the nearest wall with the other, grabbing the other wrist and pinning both against the wall. I was now only inches away from her.

"Grover, let me go, I'll-"

"You'll what whore?" She froze and shivered, "You'll do what I tell you to, bitch." Another shiver, "nothing more, nothing less, you dumb whore." She closed her eyes, trying to hide her arousal, "You will do what I say. My. Dumb. Little. Bimbo." She moaned.

Then she looked up at me, her eyes full of lust, and her mouth in a soft pout. "Yes sir."

"Now, you little airhead." I said, looking down on her, and enjoying how she shivered in arousal at that, "What happened to that collar from the video?"

She looked down, but I grabbed her chin and forced her to look me in the eyes. "Whore?" She tried to look down, well if she wants to look down, I decided to help her. I grabbed her by the hair and forced her to the ground, so her face was staring right down into the video of her time with Lycaon.

"See that whore in the video?" I ask, she doesn't respond so I spank her still clothed ass, "Bimbo, do you see the whore in the video?"

"Yes sir." She replied, tears starting to fall. A look down at the silvery material of the folder showed her lust filled eyes, she was loving this.

"What happened to that whores collar, see that collar, purple and black with her name spelled out on it? What happened to her collar?"

"It won't come off sir." She said, tears falling now.

"Really?" I'm genuinely surprised at that, "Then who is this 'Bitch' in the video?" She muttered too low for me to hear. "Whore, I asked you a question? Who, is that bitch?" I begin roughly spanking her ass.

"It's me sir." She manages to get out.

"Then, where, my dear 'Bitch', is your collar?"

"I… I."

"Now this is going to be the one time I say this Bitch, but spit it out!" I reached down to her ass, and she flinched expecting a spanking. I decided on another approach and grabbed the hem of her thong, all of it exposed out of her shorts. Then I pulled up as hard as I could.

Then I kept pulling, until her thong stretched all the way up her back, I had no idea underwear had that kind of stretching power, and from her howls of pain, Annabeth didn't either.

"I put a layer of mist over it to hide it from everyone, I've been stuck with it on me ever since he put it around my neck!"

"Then take it off!" I pulled even harder, getting it up to her neck. She howled and made some hand movements, a layer of mist vanished, and I could see the collar with its neon white lettering around the front, spelling out her new name. "Bitch."

"Yes mastER!?" She howled when I lurched her panties up further.

"Good." I smirked, and then noticed something, a little hook on the back of the collar, clearly for a dog lead for her to go 'walkies' it would work for another purpose though.

With a final tug, I hooked her panties on, as she wore them, then I let go. With her back arched, and her on all fours it was beautiful, her ass was pointed straight up, and her tits were thrusted down. Annabeth noticed as both my hands came down, one grabbed the front of her collar to admire it, and the other went back to spank her.

"What did you do to my panties?!"

"Quiet Bitch, no questions from you, you dumb little bimbo." An especially hard smack was awarded to her right after that.

"Sir plea-" Another smack, even harder.

"Well, if you don't want to be suck a pain in your own ass, you'd better get them off you then."

She struggled to get up, but well, I wasn't getting off… yet.

"Ple-"

"Ah, ah, ah, remember, you're a bitch, you don't speak."

She looked at me with pleading eyes, and I felt sorry for her, until I noticed the thong, stretched out like this looked like an instrument.

"Two strings, you're not very good for practicing the lyre." She looked confused for a second (a look I love on her face, her eyes widen slightly; and her lips pucker up, very sexy.) before realising and looking up at me in dawning horror.

I plucked one of the strings, it didn't make much noise, but Bitch did.

"Ah."

I plucked the other.

"Aw"

"Not very good are you?"

I pulled both:

"Egh"

"Nah, never did like the lyre anyway."

"Please sir." She sobbed, it's too much.

"Fine, we'll get you changed," I grabbed her, by the stretched panties and lifted her up, her arms flailed everywhere, and she squealed like a stuck pig. I hoisted her like a sack of potatoes and tossed her into her room, onto her bed. It seemed that was too much for the poor elastic, as she flew through the air, it was like time slowed for it. I watched as the elastic snapped out of the collar and smacked down on her ass, like a whip, it was too perfect to be natural, so I gave a quick prayer in thanks to Artemis, and Aphrodite.

Annabeth was moaning, clutching her ass in pain. Until she looked up and stared at me, looking unimpressed by her display.

"S-sir, would you like this B-bimbo," she shuddered and sat up on her knees on her bed, "...to strip?"

"Hell yeah!" I sat down on the bed and waited for her to start, she stood up, and started swaying her hips to an invisible tune, grinding and swaying to the beat. She slowly pulled her top off, revealing her bra-clad chest to me, and getting 'lil Grover even more excited.

Then she bent forward and slid her shorts down her legs, caressing them as she went, her ass fully exposed to me with only the stretched thong to protect it.

She straightened and looked me dead in the eye, before undoing her bra and letting her gorgeous tits free, firm and tanned, looks like someone enjoyed her visit from Apollo.

Finally, she tossed the thong, revealing her pussy to me. She hesitated before she posed for a moment before falling to all fours and crawling towards the bed.

"Well sir, where shall we start?" she asked not looking at my face.

-Ω- ϝαρτρον -Ω-

The unreality of the situation hit me fully, here I was in the Athena cabin, with my friend's girlfriend, in her bed, naked. And my cock in her warm, wet, tight cunt. Me, ready to fuck. She, wanting to protect her dirty little secret.

Dammit, I really REALLY fucking love being me sometimes.

I pulled out of Annabeth with a squelch, steadied her and turned her around.

"Now clean it," I commanded.

She changed her position to kneel before me, looking up at me as she massaged her vaginal fluids into the skin of my dick. Leaning forward, she drooled onto me, pumping slowly, looking into my eyes with a saucy, erotic smile. Her initial lick was long and gentle. And then she fluttered the very tip of her tongue around my head before taking me into her mouth, sucking and jacking and licking.

Fuck that was some good head.

She varied the depth and speed at which she sucked me; quick, shallow thrusts that scraped her tongue, long, deep invasions of the back of her throat where I could feel her almost swallow me down. She was really starved from vanilla sex.

"Cumming," I groaned as the eruption became imminent, and she pulled back until just the head was inside her mouth, then opened her lips to show me the streams of jizz jetting right into her gullet. My whole body felt like it was convulsing with each throb of my prick, and I barely had a chance to turn my attention from the mind-blowing pleasure to the sight of the white sheen of goo on Annabeth's tongue before she gulped it down and looked at me, hunger in her eyes.

"More," she begged me.

"Well, in that case ..." I start with an evil grin. Suddenly, I shove her out of her, bed and she screams in surprise as she falls to the floor. The shock of cold air after the warm bed causes her nipples to harden immediately and you can see she is already beginning to shiver a bit. "Get back on all fours you little vixen." I tell her sternly.

"This bed is for humans. For your naughty little deeds, you'll face a worse punishment than anything I have ever done to you." Annabeth looks at you, confused.

I fake a "well get on with it look" and it's almost like a bulb lights in Annabeth's brain.

"Yes. Yes, you are absolutely right master." Annabeth agrees immediately with an excited smile.

"You're Gods-damned right, now how to make sure we get you to stop? Oh, I know!" I tell her before swiftly spinning her around and slapping her ass hard.

SMACK!

Annabeth let out a squeal as I brought my hand down on her ass, HARD, and a red hand print quickly appears on her jiggly little derrière.

"Mmmmm yes Grover punish me more!" Annabeth moans, wriggling in around lap.

SMACK!

"Oh yes!"

SMACK!

"Grover!"

SMACK!

"Harder! Yes!"

SMACK! SMACK!

"Fuck yes! AGAIN!"

SMACK!

"Oh fuuuuuuuck yes!"

SMACK!

"Thank you!"

SMACK!

"Thank you!"

At this point Annabeth started moaning and pushing her ass up at me for more.

SMACK!

SMACK!

SMACK!

SMACK!

SMACK!

I momentarily paused the spanking and rub her ass cheeks, they are glowing red, and her legs are slick with her juices.

"How are you liking your spanking, slut?" you ask, still rubbing her burning bottom.

"Oh, Grover I love it, I love being punished by you, please punish me more, I haven't had this in soooo long. I have a ball gag on the shelf over there, if you want me to not scream you can use it," she practically purred at me.

I quickly jogged over to the shelf and scanned it quickly and there it was, a red ball gag. I grabbed it and ran back to Annabeth and slapped her face telling her to open her mouth before putting the gag in and firmly fixing the belt around her head.

Annabeth moaned once around the gag as I reached over and squeezed her nipples. A brief moment later I brought my hand up and I gave her tits a good 'ol fashioned spanking.

"MMMMPHH!" she screamed into the gag and jumped a little.

As I continued to punish her, she began to throw her chest forward into each spank, almost as if she wanted to make the spanking more painful for her. I used my free hand to collect the drool dripping from her around gag and smeared it all over her face so that her face shone with her spit.

I continued to hit her boobs over and over, every so often squeezing her nipples and sometimes alternating to just massage them before quickly returning back to the attack on her breasts.

Annabeth started sobbing and whimpering at one point but the sex-crazed look in her eyes and the sight of her pussy, there was a solid 100% that she was absolutely enjoying every second of it.

Gradually I slowed down and stopped my attack her tits and I started gently massaging the bright red mounds, before I removed her gag.

"That was absolutely fucking amazing! Nobody's done that to me ever, please fuck me now, I'm so wet that I could cause the Hoover Dam to break," she begged me.

"Shh..", I whispered as I pulled her up and snaked my hand down to her nether regions. My thumb circling her clit while my other fingers went deep inside of her, each moving on its own speed and angle.

She bit down on her lip and just dropped on the bed next to me, her legs giving out, all the while I kept on rubbing, pinching and thrusting into her cunt.

She kept up a continuous streak of moans and grunts as I brought her another orgasm and kept playing with her, smirking knowing that she was about to experience heaven after her orgasm.

Annabeth started shaking as I brought her closer and closer to her edge. She was on the verge of insanity, telling me that I could do whatever I wanted with her; that she wanted to be helpless. That this was she wanted, and she never wanted to end just as long as she got her release.

Her fingers grabbed at my thighs as her orgasm hit her with the force of a truck but still I kept going. I clamped my hand over her mouth, feeling her breath through her nostrils on my hand and sped up my fingering, rougher as I told her, "Cum for me, and then I'm gonna fuck you into tomorrow."

Just then a voice came from the main cabin, "Annabeth?" Annabeth's eyes widened as she recognised the voice, I did too, it was her little brother Malcolm.

"Annabeth you here?"

I smirk, this couldn't be better. "Answer him." She widens her eyes and looks at me in horror. "Answer your brother, or you don't get to cum" I back that threat up by removing my fingers from her folds, I could tell she was right at the brink, a simple flick would set her off, but the orgasm slowly goes away, draining after not reaching her climax. Her eyes pleaded with me, so I let go of her mouth.

"Are you crazy?!" She whisper shouts, "he'll-"

I flick her clit, bringing her to the brink again.

"SQUEAK"

She actually squeaked, I was nearly laughing out loud.

"Annabeth?"

"URGH, yea-yes Malcolm?" She managed to stutter.

"Oh, there you are, are you decent?"

"NO-OOO" I started fingering her again just as she started speaking.

"Oh, okay, are you alright, you're missing dinner."

"I'm fINE, just NOT! HungrYYYY." She must be very close now.

"Oh, okay, you sure you're okay?

"Yeah, fiNE, just…. OHH, doing some exercise?" I slammed my hand into her and sped up my thrusts, she bit her lip to try to stop moaning, tears ran down her face and she gave me a pleading look. I ignored her.

"Oh, I thought you were getting changed, well, I'll lead the cabin to dinner then."

"I'M CUMMING!" Just like that she squirted all over the door her brother was standing behind coating it in her juices. I didn't stop, pumping even harder now, making the orgasm keep going. Her eyes rolled back, and her tongue lolled out, dribbling on the bed.

"Oh, I thought you weren't hungry, should we wait."

"YES! DO IT! OH, yeah, bring themmmmm to dinner." I let the orgasm die down, and she gasped for air.

"Okay. See you later." Well, break over, I started fingering her again, and she whimpered, then moaned lowly.

I could hear his footsteps start to leave and immediately sped up my fingering, slamming into her wet cunt without abandon.

She screamed into my hand and shook, rocking the bed, her hands pulling hairs out of my thighs as she grasped at me.

As she thrashed around, her orgasm washing over her and wearing off, I got up and positioned myself at her soaking wet pussy. I let go of her mouth and kissed her deeply.

"I feel like such a used whore and a slut," she said, "But I love it. I fucking love it. Oh, for the love of Aphrodite, help me I do, now please, please, PLEASE for the sake of all the gods in Olympus, just fuck me already!" she begged, looking dead into my eyes.

"Your wish, my co..." I started, ending mid-sentence as I thrust myself into her tight cunt. Her back arched and her eyes bulged, her tongue sat straight out of her mouth and her mouth itself widened in amazement

I managed to pull out a few inches only to have the most over-whelming urge to slam back into her, balls-deep.

I decided right then, to not hold back and ruin her.

I pounded into her over and over, one arm wrapped around her body, massaging one of her breasts, while the other held on to her prefect bouncy ass.

"Heads up slut, this is gonna hurt… a lot," I warned her, grabbing some wooden clamps from her bedside table and clamping them onto her nipples. I grabbed the chains that went with them and hooked them onto the clamps.

I gave the chains a hard tug and a scream of pain escaped her lips and tears leak down her cheeks. Despite this, Annabeth started to push her ass back out at me and screamed for me to keep fucking her as I pushed more and more into her tight little hole and started to feel my balls start boiling.

As if sensing it, Annabeth let out a whimper, "Please,"

I land a light slap on her face and yank on the chains again and then I proceeded come inside her with no warning. I pulled out of her completely and watched as hot trails of my cum started pouring out of her welly ruined pussy.

Not giving either of us a chance to rest, I pulled her on top of me, grabbed the chains and yanked on them hard her entire body weight now held by those tiny little nubbins. Annabeth was now straddling me, although I was still the one ramming my still hard cock into her, all the while she screamed in pleasurable pain.

I pulled out of her thoroughly ruined pussy and swapped it for her unused asshole, and she gave out a loud yell and dug her nails into me as I started my attack on her again.

I kept thrusting deeper until she let out a string of moans followed by a string of profanities. I sensed that Annabeth had recovered somewhat so I let her lead for a bit and lead she did.

She sat up and started bouncing up and down on my cock, pushing it deeper inside of her ass, her head thrown back and hair flowing wildly behind her, eyes closed and mouth open in an almost never-ending moan.

Suddenly I felt that tell-tale sign from my balls that I was hitting close to my explosion while Annabeth's body started shaking violently. She was just about to come again.

And when she did, her body gave out and acted on its own accord. She fell back onto my legs, my cock moved out of her with a loud 'pop' as her back arched and she let out her loudest, most pleasure filled scream yet as a fountain erupted out of her.

I let her ride out her orgasm and then I got up and slapped her with my cock and she opened her eyes to see that I was still not finished.

Annabeth pulled me onto her and took my dick in between her tits and put one of my hands around her neck and started to titty-fuck me.

Seeing my hand on her neck I gave her a look, asking her, verifying that she wanted this and when she looked back at me and nodded, I squeezed, choking her gently. Not enough to cause any major change to her breathing but enough to make her gasp, as I lost myself thrusting in and out of her cleavage, which she squeezed together with her arms.

"Stick your tongue out" I ordered her, using my free hand to wrap itself on the chains and pulled slightly.

I couldn't resist the urge to moan as I you slide myself into Annabeth's needy mouth. The head of my cock pushed further and further down her throat before her gag reflex kicked in and she automatically tried to pull away.

I let go of her throat and stopped for a split second as she re-gained herself and looked up at me, trying to mentally ask me to continue.

I grabbed the back of her head and slowly started pushing myself until my balls hit her chin. Impressively enough, this time she didn't try and back away but started to bob her head up and down, her lips never leaving my cock and her eyes locked onto mine as she manages to completely deep-throat my entire length. I grabbed a handful of Annabeth's hair and pumped away, meeting every one of her head bobs with a thrust

"That's it bitch, just like that," I muttered under my breath, right on the verge of exploding down her throat.

With mascara and tears streaming down her red face, Annabeth kept her eyes locked on mine, strands of drool connecting my cock with her mouth and chin, making it especially easy to ram back inside her throat after pulling away each time. Her arms on my thighs, making it easier for both of us. Her boobs, swaying back and forth with every move she made.

The sight of Annabeth in this exact moment made me lose it and sent me well over the edge and with a roar, I started spurting rivers down her throat.

I used both of my hands to grab the back of Annabeth's head and I bobbed her head back and forth, skull fucking her through my orgasm. The sloppy wet noise coming from her mouth combined with the slaps of my balls hitting her throat started filling the room, louder than before "Gak Gak Gak!"

To her own credit, she never took her lips off my cock, never let even a single drop of cum escape from her mouth as she gulped almost every second to keep up with my orgasm. I looked straight into her teary, happy eyes as you unload string after string of hot cum into her throat.

I still didn't let go of her yet, instead I admired the view. Tears mixed with her mascara left streaks, as they rolled down her cheeks, her saliva covering the majority of her face. Her hair plastered to her with sweat combined from the both of us.

She started giving me a look telling me that she desperately needed me to get out of her throat so she could gasp for air. Shoving myself down her throat one last time, I hold my position for 5 seconds before I drag my cock out of her mouth and let go of her as Annabeth gave a loud gasp and started to pant heavily.

"Open your mouth slut! Show me!" I yelled at her, yanking once more on the chains still connected to her nipples. Only she still didn't complain about it, but made a small noise like she was happy that I remembered about it.

"Yes… M-master…" she sniffled, opening her mouth, still coated with whatever didn't go down her throat yet.

"Swallow!" you demand.

"Y-y-yes M-master…" Annabeth sniffed before she closed her mouth for half a minute and gave a good few hard swallows and then opened her mouth, now clean of my sticky load.

We both fell back next to each other panting and recovering.

So, I leaned over and gave a kiss on her forehead and took off the clamps from her now brick red nipples. She let out a low groan of thanks and we both lay there, exhausted.

"Thanks babe, this was the best secret I ever had to keep!" She panted out earnestly.

"Same, I've never been this worn out before," I told her in between breaths.

"I know right? Best hardcore sex ever!" she squealed to which we both laughed a bit before promptly passing out from the exhaustion.

The last thing I remembered was her hand snaking its way down to my cock and giving it a squeeze before I blacked out into tomorrow.