On her mouth...and more!

"Take it in your mouth," Trevor grunted through his teeth, "Make sure you savor the flavor!"

As Annabeth grunted as a reply, Trevor reached his limit.

To her, it was as if the cock had exploded inside the mouth.

With a long growl from her master, Annabeth felt a gush of hot, sticky goo fill her maw in seconds.

Her cheeks quickly puffed up like a squirrel, trying to make as much room as possible, but the cum just didn't stop.

Although she managed to contain most of them behind her lips, some shot up through the back of her neck and spurted out through her nostrils or **** themselves back out and dribbled down Annabeth's chin.

Trevor sighed in ecstasy.

It was, hands down, the best ejaculation he had ever experienced before.

He looked down at his adorable sex ****, who was still struggling to keep as much of the jizz inside her mouth as possible.

When she felt her master's gaze, the teary grey eyes looked up with a mixture of apology, guilt, and arousal—a combination of emotions that made Trevor reignite his engine.

Without any heads-up, Trevor gripped Annabeth's head and stood up.

The sudden angle change already made more spunk escape Annabeth's lips, but she was more concerned about what her master would do.

"Fuck, this mouth feels so good..." Trevor muttered in a low voice, almost like an excuse.

He slowly pulled out of Annabeth's mouth—just until the tip was left inside like a plug; then Trevor dug his fingers into Annabeth's blonde hair and thrust forward.

Annabeth let out a water-logged yelp, spewing more cum which splattered her chest.

She gagged through the swamp of her master's seed as his cock clogged up her windpipe, and tears streaked down from the grey eyes.

Trevor didn't care.

He thrust his hips back and forth mercilessly, enjoying the vibration from his ****'s muffled yelps—how her throat muscles contracted around the shaft, trying to squeeze out more splooge from him.

Already having reached his climax before, it didn't take long for Trevor to get his height once again.

This time, he drilled his cock as deep as it would go before letting his hose loose.

Needless to say, Annabeth couldn't take any more than she already had.

Her oral hole burst witmanseeded alongside a muffled howl.

The white fluid splashed onto her chest and painted it white. Some even landed on her legs and trickled down her thighs.

Trevor had a malicious grin as he pulled out.

Annabeth was a complete mess.

Her breasts were splattered with cum multiple times, most of which trickled down between the cleavage to her stomach.

A pair of tear streaks were etched on the corner of her grey eyes, which were out of focus as she stared at an angle.

More cum oozed from her nose, creating a small bubble from time to time.

And as the cherry on top, her mouth still held a pool of her master's cum.

Trevor grabbed his phone and took pictures of the deprived mess that was the true nature of the smartest girl in the camp.

"You can swallow now."

Annabeth put the remainder in her mouth with difficulty, then added, "T-Thank you for the meal, master..."

"You're welcome, slut." Trevor said.

His cock had softened after two consecutive discharges, but Trevor craved for more.

"This reminds me to ask, how far did you make progress with your boyfriend?" He asked Annabeth.

Annabeth wiped the remaining cum from her chin, "Only a few kisses from now and then. He didn't even dare to touch my breasts."

"Seriously?"

Trevor was surprised by the revelation.

If he had a girlfriend like Annabeth, he wouldn't waste a second to take advantage of her.

He guessed the hero of Olympus was much more passive than he had assumed.

"Let's get you washed up."

Trevor dropped from the bed and headed to the bathroom. Annabeth followed him on all fours.

"Put your arms behind your head and sit on your knees."

When his **** carried out his command, Trevor aimed the shower head in her direction and turned the tap on.

Annabeth gasped and spluttered as cold water hit her face and chest.

It wasn't like the warm showers she tended to enjoy, but that life was long gone for her.

After a few minutes of half-hearted water spraying, Trevor turned off the shower.

He splashed into the tub, rubbing his cock back into the complete erection.

"Turn around, grab the edge of the tub, and stick your ass out."

"Is this ok, master?" Annabeth asked.

Trevor slapped his cock onto one of her ass cheeks.

They were one of the thickest pair around the camp, apart from the top-tier bitches in Aphrodite's Cabin.

Unable to restrain himself, Trevor took the fruity mounds in his hands and groped them.

Annabeth moaned softly and arced her back. Each grope from her master sent sparks up her spine, making her legs quiver.

"You're getting turned on again?" Trevor commented with a false sense of disgust.

He slapped the wet ass. The moisture made her skin sprinkle water as the flesh gyrated.

"Ah! I, I'm sorry, master..."

"You're such a horny slut. Spread your cheeks and beg for what you want!"

Annabeth reached to her ass and spread her buttocks, revealing her dripping wet pussy and anus.

However, the second command confused her: What should she beg for? What did she want?

"Oooh...mmm..."

A mewl escaped Annabeth's lips even while she was pondering for an appropriate answer.

Trevor rubbed his cock against the entrance of Annabeth's nether, slathering her pussy juice over the erection.

As Annabeth watched the massive meat rod slide back and forth between her thighs, an unfamiliar heat arose from her lower abdomen.

"I, inside me..." Annabeth whispered.

Trevor grinned widely. He snatched the wet blonde hair and yanked Annabeth's head back.

"Speak louder, cunt!"

"I want you inside me, Master! Fuck my pussy!" Annabeth screamed.

Without any more hindrance, Trevor thrust forward.

Annabeth let out her loudest moan yet.

Light flashed in her vision, caused by the overwhelming surge of pleasure crashing into her brain.

Her body trembled like a tuning fork resonating to the perfect frequency. Female cum squirted from her pussy, splashing on Trevor's thighs and into tub water.

Trevor smirked, amused that Annabeth came from simply getting penetrated.

Come to think of it, that would be a neat asset to add to his ****.

"It is normal for my sex slaves to climax whenever my cock enters their womb, get it?" Trevor shouted as he pulled back.

"Oooh, yes, master! I-Aieee!!!"

Annabeth's answer was cut short as Trevor rammed into her at full ****, and her pussy spasmed out.

Her grey eyes went slack as the second climax wiped Annabeth's mind blank, only to be washed over by the third, and fourth climaxes that arrived with each thrust.

Soon, the bathroom was filled with depraved sounds of water splashing about, mixed with a pair of moans and grunts as Trevor pounded Annabeth in a doggy style.

"Oh! Ooh, my ghooods—!"

Annabeth gasped for breath from the umpteenth climax.

She couldn't understand what stimulated her so much.

Moreover, she couldn't think straight at all; the unending waves of pleasure had already erased everything else that mattered to her.

All she cared about was the cock that brought her euphoria.

The massive, thick cock that slammed into her...and the one who wielded such monstrosity.

He was the one man for her, not some sea-spawn who couldn't even kiss her correctly.

"You're my master, Trevor! I'll do everything you tell me to! Just keep fucking meeee—!!!!"

Trevor grinned through his gritted teeth, knowing that Annabeth was truly broken; even if someone managed to remove the earrings now, Annabeth would still be his.

"Damn right, Chase! I own your fucking everything! And I'll mark my territory inside you; take it all in!"

Trevor ended his claim with a loud roar, driving in so deep into Annabeth that he lifted her body out of the water.

Annabeth howled like a wolf as she received her biggest climax yet.

She could feel the last thrust stretching her vagina wide, drilling inside deeper than anyone before or after, and painting her womb white with girthy baby seeds.

The couple let out a sigh as they calmed down.

Trevor pulled out of Annabeth's pussy and let her body fall back into the tub.

"Oooh...masterrr...." Annabeth purred as her body sank underneath the water.

Her pussy spewed some of the cum, but most of them were held direly within Annabeth's baby room.

Although she was barely conscious, the loyal sex **** was determined not to waste any of her master's precious seeds.

Trevor chuckled at this odd, lewd sense of loyalty, but he appreciated it nonetheless.

He turned Annabeth around, gently gripped her chin, and lifted it upward.

"Do you want my child that bad?" He asked in a surprisingly soft voice.

Annabeth, still dazed and panting for breath, nodded vigorously.

"Yes, master...I'll bear as many children as you want...I'll even let other guys fuck me if you tell me to..."

Trevor considered the idea for a moment. It never occurred to him, but he supposed that was an option as well.

However, the idea of prostituting Annabeth didn't sit well with him.

Trevor was surprised by his own reaction because he had never cared for Annabeth before—but then again, Annabeth was never this obedient and submissive to him before.

"Well, too bad for you, Annabeth. But the next hole I'm using isn't going to help your chances of getting pregnant."

Annabeth's breath hitched as Trevor's thumb brushed over her rosebud.

"I'm happy as long as you use me however you want, Master," Annabeth said.

She coiled her arms around Trevor's neck and gave a slight tug.

Trevor responded to the little pester by leaning forward and kissing his ****.

Unlike their first kiss up in the attic, this was more soft and passionate.

Annabeth nipped at Trevor's lower lips, breathing into his mouth as Trevor sucked on her upper lips.

Their tongue intertwined together, sliding over one another and exchanging saliva until Annabeth felt a pair of strong hands grip her ass.

"Ah!" She let out a surprise yelp as she was lifted from the tub.

Trevor set Annabeth on the edge of the tub, her back set against the wall.

"Get your hands behind your head," Trevor ordered again, "We don't want to get your head damaged while I ram into you."

"Aww, that's so sweet, Master." Annabeth cooed.

She giggled when Trevor pulled a face at her, although he couldn't wipe off the smile from his lips as well.

"But your **** is far more capable than a pair of hands."

Annabeth grabbed her left ankle with her left hand and her right ankle with her right.

Then, with a small grunt, the athletic daughter of Athena hoisted all of her limbs behind her head like a skilled yoga instructor.

Her pelvis was stretched wide, exposing her creampied pussy and asshole for Trevor to gawk at.

"I'm ready whenever you are, Master~" Annabeth said with a slight giggle.

Trevor realized his **** was teasing him, which meant he had to teach her the lesson again.

He pulled out the belt he had held onto, wrapped it around Annabeth's neck, and tightly gripped either side of it, **** the breath out of her.

Annabeth let out a whispy gasp, her grey eyes widening in response to the ****—yet when Trevor leaned closer, he saw more arousal than fear in them.

"When I'm done with you, you'll be dragged on the floor by the leash, understand?"

"Y-yeshhh..." Annabeth wheezed.

Trevor lined up his cock to the fluttering anus and thrust upwards.

Annabeth's moan was blocked by the belt around her neck as Trevor ravished her back door.

All the depraved **** could do was let out ghostly gasps and whimpers as her whole body rocked up and down from the **** of her master pounding her ass.

Trevor, on the other hand, let out a low grunt with each thrust.

Annabeth's anal was far tighter than her pussy, not to mention that his cock was still sensitive after continuous sex acts.

He realized he wouldn't last long under these conditions, which fueled him to go hard as possible with each thrusts.

He instinctively tugged on the belt as he slammed into Annabeth's rectum, not noticing that it stimulated Annabeth even more.

"Gods, fuck! You're driving me crazy!" Trevor snarled into Annabeth's ear.

Now he was ramming into Annabeth while pressing her into the bathroom wall with his body.

With this position, Trevor didn't have to support the combined weight of Annabeth and his thrusts, so he picked up the pace, slapping his thighs into her's as he entered the last spurt.

"Ugooohhh...gahhh...."

Annabeth barely hanging onto reality as she let out incoherent moans.

The only thing occupying her mind as she was literally fucked senseless was pure lust.

Fwap Fwap Fwap!

"Fuck, I can't hold anymore!"

Trevor shouted instinctively right before a burst of pleasure ran up his back.

Annabeth shuddered violently as she felt hot semen splash inside her rectum, filling up her insides as much as the cum in her womb was.

When Trevor stepped back, sweaty and exhausted, Annabeth let her limbs fall down.

Her joints ached as if she had just gottne brutally tortured, but Annabeth couldn't help but smile when she looked down at herself.

Her pussy and asshole dripped her master's cum into the tub, while her stomach was slightly swollen as if she was a few months pregnant.

Annabeth traced the belt around her neck with her fingers. She could feel the mark it had left around her neck.

She slid into the tub next to her master, who had splashed into the water, too tired to stand.

Annabeth guided one of his hands to grab the belt-leash, the other hand over her swollen stomach filled with his cum, and gave her master a passionate kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you for everything, Master."