Welcome the New Director

Trevor woke up in the large bed, confused and sore.

It took him a moment to recall what happened, all the way from discovering Normality Earrings to subjugating Annabeth Chase—his precious first sex **** into adherence.

The memory of the rough copulation explained why his body ached in several places.

It was the most excessive workout session in his life, without a doubt.

But that didn't explain how he ended up in bed. His last memory was resting in the pool with Annabeth...

Just then, a soft mumble came from his right.

"...Master?" Annabeth mumbled sleepily.

The blonde demigod was still naked, apart from the belt dangling around her neck.

It was enough to reignite Trevor's mind with lust, which he didn't bother to hide.

"Good morning, ****."

He reached out, grabbed the belt, yanked her closer, and took her lips.

The faint scent of mint made Trevor realize that Annabeth must have brushed her teeth before she fell asleep.

On the other hand, Annabeth flinched with a slight frown due to the bad breath from her master, yet she still kissed him as thoroughly as possible.

After enjoying the sloppy kiss enough, Trevor pulled back.

With a firm grip, he led Annabeth's head down until her nose brushed against his morning wood(although it was late afternoon).

Annabeth took the rigid cock in her mouth before any instruction was given.

She slurped down until the tip scraped the back of her neck, making her gag.

Glurk-hurk-lrrk!

Trevor grunted as Annabeth bobbed her head back and forth, running her tongue up and around the shaft.

The submissive grey eyes looked up at him the entire time, sending an exhilarating shiver down his spine.

"That's it...keep going," Trevor murmured while running his fingers down Annabeth's blonde hair.

Honored from the simple stroke from her master, Annabeth was about to pick up the pace when—

Knock Knock Knock!

Trevor looked up, surprised.

Annabeth tried to turn around as well, but Trevor's hand gripped the back of her head and pushed her deeper.

"H, hello!"

A stranger was peeking inside the room with an ackward smile.

Ignoring the muffled yelp and **** noises, Trevor wordlessly beckoned the outcomer inside.

As the woman trotted inside, he noticed a few things.

Firstly, the lady didn't acknowledge the lecherous action taking place right in front of her.

But that was to be expected, which meant that this woman was also effected by the Normality Earrings.

Trevor noted the information because, secondly, the woman was too old to be a camper.

The oldest demigod in Camp Half-Blood was in their 20s, yet the woman looked like in her mid 30s—albeit a gorgeous, well-groomed 30s, but there was a 10 years of gap he couldn't ignore.

There was a slim chance she might be someone's mortal parent.

However, there was next to no chance that someone would give a mortal a permission to enter camp ground unless it was absolutely necessary.

Putting those facts together left only one option for the identity of the woman.

"You're Ariadne," Trevor guessed.

Ariadne smiled delightfully, "Correct! I didn't expect anyone to realize who I am..."

"Nonsense, who could ever look over someone so beautiful?" Trevor replied.

"Oh. Thank you," Ariadne giggled.

A small blush spreading over her cheeks as she waved her hand in a cute, dismissive fashion.

"Mmmfgh!"

An annoyed grunt reminded Trevor that Annabeth was still sucking on his cock.

When he looked down, the pair of grey eyes met his gaze with a mixture of irritation and hurt—as if she had just walked into her boyfriend cheating her.

"Tiresome bitch, since when did you have the right to get jealous?" Trevor spat.

Annabeth's eyes immediately dropped, feeling ashamed as soon as her master ridiculed her for her actions.

As a punishment for his ****'s arrogance, Trevor gripped Annabeth's head with both hands and climbed off the bed.

He thrust his pelvis forward and simultaneously pushed Annabeth's head into his crotch, effectively skullfucking her.

"You're just a toy for my enjoyment!"

Trevor shouted between thrusts.

"A piece of fuck meat I use whenever I want, however I want!"

Glurk-Flurk-Lrrck!

"Your only function is to seek my satisfaction, and nothing else!"

KLURK-HRCK-GRRRK!!!

Spit flew from the corner of Annabeth's lips.

Tears trickled down her cheeks as her grey eyes fluttered everytime her master's cock speared her throat.

"Uh, maybe I should leave?" Ariadne tentatively suggested, "It seems like a poor time."

"Not at all," Trevor grunted as a familiar sensation of ecasty ran through his body, "Just teaching...my **** a lesson!"

With a loud roar, Trevor shoved his cock as deep as possible into Annabeth's wide pipe.

The blonde **** couldn't even scream as globs of cum coated every inch of her mouth and throat.

Trevor tugged Annabeth off his cock by grabbing a fistful of her blonde hair.

"Ooohgh..." Annabeth moaned. Thick cum dribbled from her mouth and splattered on the floor.

Trevor dropped the half-conscious **** onto the cum puddle she drooled.

He turned to Ariadne with a still unsatisfied erection and etched on a wicked grin.

"I'm honored to welcome you as the new director, Ariadne."