See how well she does

"How may I serve you now, master?"

Trevor stared at Annabeth, surprised.

He didn't expect that Annabeth would ask for further action since he hadn't set up any rules or given orders about serving him.

To be honest, he hadn't yet painted a detailed picture of what to do with the slaves once he had acquired them.

Just the novelty of having handfuls of pretty girls obedient and naked beneath his feet was more than enough motivator to get him to kickstart this operation.

But, then again, what was the point of obtaining sex slaves if he wasn't going to have some fun with them?

With a crooked grin, Trevor pulled Annabeth's chin closer and said,

"Let's start with your hands and mouth. Try your best to pleasure me, ****."

As soon as the order was given, Annabeth immediately went to work.

With a warm smile, she nodded and replied, "Yes, master."

Then she crawled to her master's knees and pulled out the waistband.

"Wait, I'll hold onto that."

Trevor said with an outstretched palm.

Annabeth set down the belt in her master's hands and tugged off the jeans.

"Oh..."

She let out a soft groan when Trevor's full erection was revealed, albeit indirectly, due to the boxers.

But the existence of the garment only emphasized just how big Trevor's junk was at its full mast.

Annabeth estimated it was at least 7 inches or higher, rivaling the cocks she had seen in confiscated pornography she secretly watched under the excuse of "Building knowledge."

The excited **** eagerly pulled off the underwear, and the cock sprang free.

Annabeth didn't even bother to give the erection another eye inspection. It was bigger than any other cock she had ever seen on a human, and that was more than enough.

The prime daughter of Athena pressed her nose to the root of the cock, and she took a long, deep sniff of the musky scent eroding from it.

It was the most intoxicating, addictive scent she had ever smelt. A single sniff and Annabeth's brain already craved for more.

Her tongue lolled out from her perky lips and hugged the massive set of balls underneath.

The salty taste of it made Annabeth shudder. It was the same situation with the smell, if not more severe.

Before she knew it, Annabeth had her mouth full of Trevor's balls, swirling the red carpet in her mouth over the spheres where her master's precious seeds were contained.

Meanwhile, Annabeth's hands curved around the rigid shaft.

Her left hand rubbed the bulbous head, smearing the palm with sticky precum. Her right hand firmly grasped the column and jerked up and down.

"Ooh...not bad, not bad at all..."

Trevor mumbled, stretching his body against the soft king-sized bed that he claimed.

He closed his eyes and enjoyed the collaboration of Annabeth's mouth and hands to bring him the most feral joy known to mankind.

Annabeth found herself getting aroused at a maddening pace, aided by the soft groans and occasional praise from her master.

Soon, the obedient slut was eagerly licking every inch of her master's groin, leaving no patch of skin untouched with her saliva.

Her hands jerked off the shaft and rubbed the tip at full speed, using the leaking precum as lubes for her hands.

Eventually, Trevor felt a tingling sensation trickle down his spine. He clenched his teeth and curled his toes.

Annabeth noticed the change as well.

She dropped her sticky left hand next to her right hand while trailing her tongue up the erection until her mouth rested right under the ejection point.

"Please cum into your cunt's mouth, Master!"