An unknown sea creature marks them!

Need...Queen...

Fertile...caring...

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"Ow!"

Annabeth jerked awake from her nap.

Her ankle stung as if someone had pricked her with a large needle.

She craned her neck to check, and indeed, there was a small puncture oozing blood.

"Oh, di immortales..."

Annabeth reached for the bag and rummaged around it until she found a small medical aid kit.

She dabbed some ointment on her ankle when Sally came next to her with a slight limp.

"What's wrong, Sally?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I think a crab pinched my ankle."

Annabeth offered to help patch it up, to which Sally agreed.

Annabeth put some ointment on Sally's wound as well and noticed that it was the same wound as hers.

It was definitely not a crab pinch, but Annabeth couldn't make out what kind of sea life would make such a wound.

"Maybe we should call an ambulance?"

Sally suggested, although her tone was light-hearted.

"Maybe."

Annabeth agreed, but her heart wasn't in it as well.

They were having such a great time; she didn't want to ruin it by calling an ambulance—Especially when the wound didn't even hurt much.

"Or we can ask Percy. He has been studying marine biology. He might know something that we don't."

"That's actually why I'm here. I haven't seen Percy for some time now..."

Sally looked around the crowd with a tinge of concern.

Annabeth raised herself from the ground and scanned the beach as well. Indeed, there was no sight of her beloved fiancé anywhere.

"Do you think he might be in trouble? I've gotten in some trouble with some men earlier..."

Sallt asked in a worrisome tone.

"I don't think so..."

Annabeth trailed off.

Percy was a powerful demigod, and the sea was his best element.

It would be doubtful for him to get in trouble if a giant kraken attacked, much less some mortals.

But it was odd that he'd disappear like this without leaving a trace.

"I'll go check on the lifeguard. Sally, you stay here in case he returns."

"Lifeguard? But Percy can breathe underwater, right?"

"Yes, but if someone is underwater and haven't appeared for a long time, the lifeguards would have noticed something."

"Ah, I see."

Sally nodded.

Annabeth was about to run toward the nearest lifeguard tower when she accidentally bumped into some men.

"Oof!"

Annabeth bounced off like a tennis ball and fell to the ground.

"Annabeth, are you alright?"

Sally hurridly helped Annabeth up and the women looked up at the men they bumped into.

"Where are you running off to in such a hurry, hon?"

The man asked, not bothering to hide his leer as he gazed at Annabeth and Sally.

Annabeth did her best to hide her disgust as she brushed off the sand particles.

"Sorry for that, I was in a rush. My boyfriend—"

"Hey, why don't you two come with us and have some fun? We'll make sure to make it worth your while."

The second man casually threw a flirtatious line, knowing that it won't likely work.

Their usual method was to get rejected first, then demand a price for bumping in earlier—successing in dragging some cute women as a result.

However, the pick-up artists were surprised when Annabeth and Sally froze, as if they were a computer program stuck in a middle of updating.

Then, their attitude changed instantly.

"Okay. Where are we going?"

Annabeth asked in a completely bright tone.

The artists glanced at each other with excitment.

They had a good guess what was going on, and if it was true, they have hit the jackpot of all jackpots.

"Hey, tell us your names real quick?"

"Why?"

"Because you have to do."

Annabeth blinked.

What was she asking the reason for? Of course she should tell them her name.

"My name is Annabeth Chase."

"And my name is Sally Jackson."

The women politely introduced themselves.

Meanwhile, the pick-up artists were clapping each other on the shoulder, overjoyed at their luck.

Not only did they find a pair of drop-dead gorgeous ladies, they also had symptoms of AGS as well!

"Well, hello, Annabeth. My name is Tylor."

Tylor and Annabeth shook hands.

"And my name is Lucious, nice to meet you."

"The pleasure is all mine."

Sally said politely as she took Lucious's hand.

Tylor and Lucious shared smirks.

This dumb bitch had no idea how her words would come into reality.

"Well then, I'll lead you two our spot while Lucious calls some friends over. You're both okay with this."

Annabeth and Sally nodded in agreement.

Although they were surprised that more peopoe would be joining in, they had absolutely no trouble with it at all.

Tylor led them farther away from the populated beach, crossing the warning signs signalling the end of the tourist destination and marching into the wilderness.

"Be careful around here and follow my orders."

He stopped when they stepped a few feet into a small natural cave.

"Alright, now both of you get down on your knees."

Tylor said in a much sturner voice.

Annabeth and Sally shared confused, slightly nervous glances with each other as they slightly bent their knees.

"I said get down, NOW!"

Tylor barked angrily.

The women hurridly sank to their knees as Tylor's voice echoed throughout the cave.

When they were both on their knees, Tylor marched toward Annabeth and slapped her across the face.

"Hey!"

Sally protested, but Tylor held up a hand.

"From now on, if any of you disobey me, you'll become a corpse in this cave, never to be found by anyone as you rott away.

This makes both of you terrified beyond belief. "

Annabeth and Sally gasped, their hearts getting seized from the horror.

Tylor smirked as Annabeth started to tremble and grabbed a handful of her hair.

She looked up at her captor with rapidly watering eyes.

"P-please, Mister...I—"

Tylor smacked across her face again to silence her.

"First rule, no talking without my permission. Understand?"

He shook Annabeth's head back and forth.

Annabeth nodded frantically, not caring if her blonde hair was slightly ripped away from her scalp.

She'd do anything if it didn't mean dying in this cave.

"Good."

Tylor spat on Annabeth's face, then put her cap back on.

Annabeth hung her head, silently crying in terror as Tylor walked towards Sally.

However, before he could reach her, Tylor stepped in a warm puddle.

"What the...?"

Tylor lifted his right foot and saw a yellow puddle slowly oozing from ahead.

He looked up and snorted.

"What's wrong, old lady? Lost control of your bladder?"

Sally didn't say anything.

She couldn't say anything.

All she could do was cry from fear and humiliation, unable to stop her strem of piss as Tylor came closer and closer.

She yelped when Tylor suddenly shoved her to the ground with his left foot.

Then, he grabbed Annabeth again, dragged her across the cave floor like a trash bag and shoved her face into Sally's honeypot.

"Lick it clean."

Annabeth immediately stuck her tongue out and began licking.

Sally wasn't done pissing, which mean Annabeth had **** but to gargle and swallow a considerable amount of piss as she continously licked Sally.

Tylor let Annabeth go and turned around. He dropped his swimming shorts and dangled his cock over Sally's terrified face.

"While we're at it, I think I'll go to the bathroom as well.

Open your mouth, and don't even think about letting them drop on the floor."

Sally dropped her jaw, whimpering from what's to come.

Fsssshhh...

Tylor sighed as he pissed straight into Sally's mouth.

"Hrrrllfkkgggg!"

Sally couldn't close her mouth, so she had to muscle her throat in order to swallow all the piss before they could spill out.

Needless to say, it was impossible for her to keep up with the stream of piss.

They quickly pooled in her mouth and overflowed, splashing onto her chest, swimsuit, and even Annabeth.

"Aw, fuck! You dirty bitch!"

Tylor smacked Sally's face with his cock a few times after he was done.

"If you're going to spray your blonde bitch friend with piss, it's only fair you get the same treatment. Switch places!"

**** and sobbing, Sally crawled onto the floor splashed with urine while Annabeth climbed up on a small boulder and spread her legs.

Annabeth had to strain herself before she began to expell the yellow fluids.

Sally licked Annabeth's twitching pussy, trying her best to keep the mess as minimum, but her efforts were next to nothing.

By the time Annabeth was done, they both reaked with the aweful smell of urine.

"Wow, you two both stink. You'll need to wash yourselves."

Tylor grabbed both girls by their hairs and dragged them out of the cave.

He pulled out some nylon strings, tied the girl's hands behind the back and bunddled a considerable sized boulder to the other end.

Splash!

Neither woman had any time to hold their breath before they were thrown into the cold sea water.

Annabeth manged to at least keep herself from gulping the ocean as her eyes stung like someone sprayed a hand sanitizer right into them.

On the other hand, Sally had far worse reaction time.

Out of sheer panic, she swallowed a huge gulp of sea water and choked, which only made it more difficult for her to breathe.

"Ggrrrllgg! Frllgggg!!"

Sally struggled in the water, desperately trying to free herself from the acnhor keeping her down.

In less than half a minute, Sally's eyes rolled up as she was completely out of oxygen.

Her last breath trickled out of the corner her lips in a small trail of bubbles.

Annabeth kicked the water with all of her might.

By some miracle, she managed to shift herself a few feet and managed to reach Sally.

However, there was nothing Annabeth could do to save her from drowning.

She couldn't free Sally when her hands were tied, nor could she possibly drag her along to the surface.

Sally's right eye twitched and her body shuddered.

Out of desperation, Annabeth did the only thing she could think.

She surged forward and pressed her lips over Sally's and breathed into her mouth.

blrrggg...?

Sally's eyelid fluttered open.

She felt something getting breathed into her lungs, providing her of the precious oxygen needed for her survival.

Through her hazy gaze, Sally made out a cluster of blonde hairs tickling her face.

'...Annabeth...!'

Just then, Annabeth ran out of breath.

The blonde demigod fell back and slowly sank to the ocean floor.

Sally quickly locked her legs around Annabeth's and kissed her again, returning the favor by breathing into her lungs.

"Mmm..."

"...hmmm..."

The two women locked lips together for what felt like forever, being that's the only ways to keep themselves alive.

Their mouth-to-mouth ended when a dull 'splash' came from the above and two pairs of arms wrapped around Annabeth and Sally.

Annabeth felt the strong hands cut her arms free, but they quickly locked them behind her back before she could do anything.

She was helplessly dragged back to the surface, her only relief was seeing Sally getting dragged up as well.

"Haah!"

Nontheless, the breath of fresh air was great.

Annabeth threw her head back, hoping to get a good gulp of the sweet, sweet oxygen.

However, a hand grabbed the back of her head and slammed her face onto the cold shore.

Tylor leaned over the weakened, soaked body of Annabeth.

"Throw up all of the sea water you drank after the dive."

Annabeth instantly felt a lurch of fluid shoot up from her lungs and stomach, and before she knew it, she was belching an extensive amount of salt water from her mouth.

"Hrrrrrllkkk!!!"

She wretched and coughed. Tears poured from her eyes as they burned. Her stomach churned as if there was a small tornado inside.

By the time this torturous experience was over, Annabeth was entirely out of energy.

She could barely form a proper thought, much less move.

So she stayed limp like a rag doll as Tylor yanked her to her feet and pressed her against the cave wall.

Annabeth hardly noticed Tylor's hand yanked aside her bikini aside and exposing her pussy., until...

"Time for your reward, bitch!"

Annabeth choked when Tylor's hard cock pierced her vagina.

Tylor pressed Annabeth against the wall, keeping one of her legs over his shoulder as he pounded up into her snatch.

Plap-plap-plap!

'Reward...this is supposed...to be a reward...?'

Annabeth dully thought as the rhythmical sounds of Tylor's pelvis smashing into her cunt echoed through the cave.

The sound slowly sank into her brain, alongside Tylor's short grunts...and another soft sound coming from somewhere closer.

"...oh...hoh...aah..."

'I, I'm...moaning...why...?'

"Yeah, you like this, you bitch!"

"I...ohhh...!"

Annabeth's tired voice suddenly spiked up as a sudden rush of pleasure hit her.

"Keep monaing! Show me that you love getting fucked by a stranger, you dirty slut!"

'I, I'm moaning...because I love, getting fucked...'

Annabeth felt another rush of pleasure strike down her spine.

"Ooooh!!"

This time, she let out a louder moan, almost resembling a scream as she climaxed.

Her juice dripped down her thighs, mixing with the salt water and forming a small puddle down her legs.

Annabeth's moan became louder and more frequent as Tylor picked up the pace, now drilling into her pussy nonstop.

PlapPlapPlapPlapPlap!

"Fuck, I'm close to cumming, bitch! Say Thank you, sir! when you take my seed in your worthless womb!"

"Y, yes! Cum inside my womb!"

Tylor let our a roar as he drove deep into Annabeth's pussy and let go.

Annabeth howled, feeling rope after rope of thick, hot semen filled up her insides like nothing else ever had before.

Tylor stepped back when he was done cumming, pulling out his softened cock out of her pussy and letting her drop to the floor.

"Th-thank you, sir..."

Annabeth mumbled.

Her head spun like an orbiting earth. She couldn't tell what anything was anymore.

However, one thing was sure.

'I'm a bitch. A dirty slut.

I love getting fucked while barely conscious.

I moan when I liked getting fucked.

And...I mist say Thank you, Sir after a man cums in my pussy...'

Right before she fainted into a blissful abyss, Tylor grabbed her hair and whispered another command.

"You're going to forget everything what you've experienced ever since we arrived here.

When you wake up, you have only just arrived at this place...except for the part where you realize who you really are."

Annabeth nodded, not understanding what she was agreeing to at all.

Tylor saw the blonde demigod fall **** and dropped her to the floor again.

He turned to his partner Lucious, wondering how well he was doing with the MILF.

"You fucking whore bitch! Take my seed in your babymaker and get pregnant! Fucking take them!"

"OOOOOOOHHHHHH~~~~♡♡♡ !!!!"

Tylor whislted as Lucious dumped the biggest load he had ever seen throughout their long history of fucking various women.

Lucious stepped back with a satisfied sigh and spat on Sally.

"Ooohh..."

Sally didn't react to the disrespect headed towards her.

She wobbled her legs in the air, slowly riding an imaginary bicycle as her pussy squelched out loads of cum poured deep in her pussy.

"I kinda want to keep her."

Lucious admitted.

"I didn't even need to input that she'd enjoy getting fucked; that bitch is a natural."

He nudged toward Sally, still lost in her half-comatosed state.

Tylor glanced at Annabeth was well, who kepted muttering "I'm a slut...I'm a slut..." even in her unconsciousness.

"I second to that, but we can always work that out after we're done.

Did you program that MILF to forget everything?"

"Oh, crap! Nearly forgot that."

Tylor easily picked up Annabeth over his shoulder as Lucious quickly murmured a similar command to Sally.

They dragged the two knocked-out victims out to the shore.

From afar, somewhere around dozen men were slowly approaching.

Lucious clapped his hands and rubbed them together, licking his lips with excitment.

"Time for the main party."

Tylor grinned as well.

He and his partner went forward to greet their guests, a handful of men hungry for some bitches and pussies.

---

So, when Annabeth and Sally awoke, they were naturally confused.

One second, they were following Tylor to a seaside cave, and the next second, they were sitting on their knees with dozen of men surrounding them with their cocks out.

Annabeth even found out that her phone had been confiscated when it suddenly rang loudly.

"Who the hell is R.E.D?"

Tylor questioned out loud, before tossing the phone into the sea.

"Um, guys...? I really needed to get that call..."

Annabeth chuckled nervously, eyeing one cock from the other surrounding her.

"Please, gentlemen...my son will be returning any time soon. We can't be away from our hut for so long..."

Sally pleaded as well.

However, the handful of men surrounding them merely chuckled.

Tylor stepped forward with a crooked grin.

"You won't be seeing your son for a long time, Mrs."

It was time to shatter these oblivious bitches into pieces...again.