Piper The Mistress

Percy’s heart pounded as he wandered the camp, his body still thrumming with the afterglow of his earlier release, though it wasn’t enough to satiate the hunger gnawing at him. The cool evening air brushed against his skin, doing little to cool the fire in his veins. His jeans felt too tight, the fabric rubbing against his sensitive cock with every step. He needed more.

Rounding the corner of the cabins, he nearly collided with Piper McLean. She was leaning against a tree, her arms crossed, a sly smirk playing on her lips. Her long dark hair fell in loose waves over her shoulders, and her eyes, sharp and calculating, locked onto his immediately. Percy’s breath hitched. Piper had always been a **** to be reckoned with, but there was something in her gaze tonight that made his stomach twist with both anticipation and fear.

“Piper,” he said, his voice rougher than he intended. “What are you doing out here?”

Her smirk widened, and she pushed off the tree, taking a deliberate step toward him. “I could ask you the same thing. You look… restless.” Her eyes flicked down to his crotch, and Percy felt his cock twitch in response.

Percy swallowed hard, his mouth suddenly dry. “I was just… looking for something to do.”

“Oh?” Piper’s voice was teasing, but there was an edge to it that made Percy’s pulse quicken. She stepped closer, her hand reaching out to trail a fingernail down his chest. “And what exactly were you hoping to find?”

“I... I don’t know,” Percy stammered, his breath hitching as her touch sent shivers down his spine.

Piper’s fingers slid lower, tracing the waistband of his jeans before dipping just beneath it. Percy’s hips jerked forward instinctively, seeking her touch. “I think I know what you need,” she murmured, her voice low and sultry. “And I think I’m exactly what you’re looking for.”

Before Percy could respond, Piper grabbed his wrist and dragged him into the nearest empty cabin. The door slammed shut behind them, and Percy’s back hit the wall as Piper pressed herself against him. Her lips found his in a bruising kiss, her teeth nipping at his bottom lip until he groaned. Her hands were everywhere, tugging at his shirt, sliding down his chest, cupping his cock through his jeans.

“Take these off,” she demanded, pulling away just long enough to gesture at his jeans. Percy didn’t need to be told twice. He fumbled with the button and zipper, shoving his jeans and boxers down in one swift motion. His cock sprang free, already hard and leaking. Piper’s eyes darkened as she stared at it, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.

“Good boy,” she purred, sinking to her knees in front of him. Percy’s breath caught in his throat as she wrapped her hand around his cock, giving him a slow, deliberate stroke. He whimpered, his hips bucking forward, but Piper’s free hand gripped his thigh, holding him still.

“Patience,” she chided, her thumb brushing over the head of his cock, smearing precum down the length. “You’ll get what I decide to give you.”

Percy nodded, his hands clutching at the wall behind him for support. Piper’s mouth was on him in an instant, her lips wrapping around the tip of his cock and sucking hard. Percy moaned, his head falling back against the wall as she took him deeper, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head. Her hand worked in tandem with her mouth, stroking what she couldn’t take, and Percy felt his knees go weak.

“Piper... oh, gods...” he gasped, his hips jerking forward. Piper’s grip tightened, her nails digging into his thigh as she pulled back, her lips leaving his cock with a soft pop.

“I said, patience,” she repeated, her voice firm. Her hand moved from his cock to his balls, cupping them gently at first, then squeezing just enough to make Percy whimper. “You’re going to beg for me, Percy. Beg me to fuck you.”

Percy’s eyes widened, his cock throbbing painfully as Piper’s fingers tightened around his balls. “Fuck... Piper, please...”

“Please what?” she prompted, her thumb rubbing circles over his sensitive flesh.

“Please... fuck me,” Percy gasped, his voice breaking. “I need it. Please.”

Piper smiled, her grip tightening just enough to make Percy cry out. “Good boy,” she murmured, releasing him just long enough to strip off her own clothes. Percy’s eyes drank in the sight of her naked body, his cock twitching as she climbed onto the bed, spreading her legs and patting the space between them.

“Come here,” she commanded, and Percy obeyed without hesitation. He knelt between her legs, his hands trembling as he gripped her hips. Piper’s hand wrapped around his cock again, guiding him to her entrance.

“Beg me again,” she ordered, her voice low and demanding.

“Piper... please, please,” Percy whimpered, his hips rocking forward, **** for friction. “Please fuck me. I need you.”

Piper’s smile was wicked as she released his cock and hooked her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. “You’ve earned it,” she purred, her nails digging into his back as she guided him inside her.

Percy moaned, his cock sinking into her wet heat, the sensation almost too much to bear. Piper’s walls clenched around him, and he hesitated, but her legs tightened around him, pulling him deeper.

“Move,” she ordered, her voice sharp. Percy obeyed, his hips thrusting forward as he buried himself to the hilt. Piper’s nails dragged down his back, leaving angry red marks in their wake, and Percy groaned, the pain only heightening his pleasure.

Her hands moved to his balls, cupping them again and giving them a firm squeeze. Percy cried out, his thrusts faltering as the sharp sensation shot through him. “Piper... fuck!”

“Don’t stop,” she demanded, her fingers tightening around his balls as she met his thrusts with her own. “You wanted this, remember? You begged for it.”

Percy nodded, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he continued to fuck her, his cock driving into her over and over. Piper’s nails dug into his thighs now, her legs locked around him, her body writhing beneath his.

“You’re mine,” she growled, her voice low and possessive. “Say it.”

“I’m yours... fuck, Piper, I’m yours...” Percy groaned, his thrusts growing erratic as he felt his orgasm building. Piper’s hand moved from his balls to her clit, rubbing furious circles as she tightened around him.

“Cum for me,” she ordered, her voice sharp and commanding. Percy obeyed, his body tensing as he spilled inside her, his moans echoing through the cabin. Piper’s own scream followed shortly after, her body shaking with the **** of her orgasm.

Percy collapsed onto her, his chest heaving, his cock still twitching inside her. Piper’s legs loosened around him, her hands moving to his hair as she stroked it gently.

“Good boy,” she murmured, her voice soft now. Percy couldn’t help but smile, though his body was still trembling with the aftershocks of his release.

But Piper wasn’t done yet. Her hand moved back to his balls, squeezing them firmly as her lips brushed against his ear. “Who do you belong to?” she whispered, her voice low and menacing.

“You,” Percy gasped, his body jerking as her fingers tightened. “Always you.”

Piper smiled, her grip loosening just enough to make him whimper. “Good,” she purred, her nails trailing down his chest.