Clarisse

As soon as the Fates teleported us back to the poolside, everyone ran to their own rooms to take a shower and get the oil off.

I headed to the dining hall, where Gabrielle had already prepared dinner. Don't ask me how she was able to do that when she had been fanning me the whole day; this place didn't really operate on logic.

After a while, everyone trickled into the dining hall.

"Before we eat," Mom began, "I'd like to mention that all of our room arrangements will stay the same, now that Hera has been eliminated."

"Huh," I said. "So who's your roommate?"

"We're with Rachel," Estelle said.

I nodded my head, then I started eating.

Once I was done, I set my utensils down and cleared my throat.

"So, guys," I began as everyone looked at me. "I'd like to start off by saying sorry that we're in this situation, it's not looking great right now."

"It's not your fault, Percy," Rachel said, and everyone around the table gave varying levels of agreement.

"Either way," I said, "I'm sorry. Now, the second thing I'd like to talk about is Annabeth with Zoë and Hazel, and avoiding any repeats of something like this."

"You can't avoid something like this, Daddy," Clarisse said. "This is the reality of any competition. The only thing you can do is punish the person who does the sabotage."

"I didn't do anything wrong," Annabeth said. "I just ensured my chances of winning."

"Well, is it morally correct to do what you did?" Hazel asked.

"Morals don't matter in the face of making Percy happy," Annabeth said, and I groaned.

"I can't do anything because your Transformation just makes you into this," I realized.

"Here's the thing," Clarisse said. "She's very low into the negatives when it comes to Charis, so you have two options. First, you can just leave her to her own devices, and she'll probably get an Exit Transformation come Challenge Day."

"No," I said, frowning at the thought.

"I thought you'd say that, Daddy," Clarisse said. "So that brings us to our second option. You fuck her, and hopefully she'll earn enough Charis to at least even out."

I thought about how last night I took out my anger and lust on her, and that doomed her for this Test, and possibly the whole competition.

"It'll have to be on my own terms," I said. "Last night, Annabeth had bought some pill that made me horny as fuck, and that combined with how angry I was that she fucked Zoë over, it took me over the edge."

"So that's why she was walking like that," Rachel said as she realized. "I wouldn't say no to a night like that, Percy."

I blushed as she winked at me.

"Does anyone have anything else to add?" I asked.

"No, Daddy, thank you," Clarisse said.

"See you tomorrow then, goodnight," I said, walking out.

After dinner, Clarisse joined me, and we walked towards my House.

"Sorry about your Transformation, Clarisse," I said.

"It fucking sucks, Daddy," Clarisse said with a blush.

"... How does that even work?" I asked.

"I think of you in my head as 'Master', no, I meant to say your nickname. I think about saying your nickname, but something else comes out," Clarisse explained. "I'm going to stick to calling you Daddy, because then I can earn some Drachma too. Is that ok, Daddy?"

"Yeah," I said.

Clarisse LaRue: 540 + 200 = 740C

"Oh, I'm almost at the amount I need," Clarisse said.

"Why, what do you need to get?" I asked.

"An Upgrade to this Punishment, Daddy," Clarisse said. "I can't just go on like this, something has to change, and I just got enough Drachma."

Clarisse LaRue: 740 + 80 = 820C

Clarisse dragged me to The Shop, then she sat down in her chair and chose a Specific Transformation Upgrade.

I Defer: Clarisse may only call Perseus 'Master', 'Daddy', or 'Sir'.

Upgrade 1: Clarisse now feels arousal when she calls Perseus Daddy.

Clarisse LaRue: 820 - 800 = 20C

"Ugh," Clarisse groaned. "I hate that this... thing doesn't care about what I want but it chooses to do the Upgrade that'll progress me further in this fuck ass game."

"Yup," I agreed. "Just another one of many problems we have right now."

We entered my House, and Clarisse yawned as we sat on the couch.

"So, what'd you think of the Test?" Clarisse asked.

"I mean, it was obviously perverse," I said. "But beyond that, most of you guys showed skill, and I was honestly impressed."

"Yeah," Clarisse said.

I sat on the couch next to her. "How do you feel?"

"Honestly?" Clarisse said. "This isn't great, but I think we're doing better than we could've. I just wished we had some sort of trust."

"What do you mean?" I asked. "I trust you with my life, Clarisse."

"I'm not talking about you, Daddy," Clarisse said, then she turned her body to face me. "Look at it this way, this Island is actually just a battlefield, think of yourself as the equivalent of the Parthenos. Who is fighting for you?"

"You guys?" I asked confusedly.

"Yes, but it's more," Clarisse said. "Annabeth is her own team, with Zoë as her servant, we saw that clearly. Do you think any of us wanted Hera to win?"

"I'd hope not," I shuddered.

"Exactly," Clarisse said. "So Hera was on her own team, and we could add Hermes as another solo. Medusa has a tentative alliance with Hazel, Sally and Rachel have something going on as of yesterday, you see the problem?"

"I'm starting to..." I said.

"If the Greeks and Romans weren't fighting each other, the final battle in the Gigantomachy would've gone way smoother," Clarisse said. "Similarly, if us Contestants work together, we have a better chance at winning."

"So, what do you suggest?" I asked.

"That's for you to decide, Daddy," Clarisse said. "By showing your approval, and helping us work together, you can change the dynamics. You can be the bad guy, and punish Annabeth for what she did in front of all of us. Or, if anyone else needs something, you can send them to another Contestant. You see my play?"

I nodded. "I'll work on that, tomorrow onwards."

"Perfect, now let's go to bed," Clarisse yawned. "That Test has me tiredddddd."

Clarisse LaRue: 20 + 160 = 180