Second Game

I woke up to angry banging and barking at my door.

3 Charis Lost by Clarisse LaRue: Failed her PTF requirement.

3 Charis Lost by Annabeth Chase: Failed her PTF requirement.

I sighed as I realized who was at the door and got up.

I opened the door, and Annabeth's angry fists stopped midair.

When I looked at her, the PTFs the Fates gave her came to me via notification.

Cucktity Belt: Annabeth Chase can only orgasm once for every time Perseus cums during intercourse with someone else.

Just Orgasm: Annabeth Chase must always wear a vibrator that brings the wearer to an orgasm within 5 minutes. If she removes it, she'll lose 2 Charis for every minute.

"I've been at the edge of an orgasm all night! WOOF!" Annabeth exclaimed. "I can't think, I can't sleep, this is fucking ****! Woof! Woof! Arf!"

I thought for a second. "I don't think I can help you right now."

"I know you can't, Arf!" Annabeth exclaimed. "Just —ARF— I don't know, I'm not —ARF— talking to anyone today!"

We walked to breakfast, with Annabeth yipping, panting, and barking the whole way.

"Sorry, Arf," Annabeth said. "It's just that I'm at the edge—Arf— the whole time, so I'm a little excited."

"I understand," I said calmly. "I think yours and Sadie's tics are cute, to be honest."

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "You don't need to lie to me, arf."

I looked at her with furrowed eyebrows as we entered the dining hall. "No, I do like it, seriously."

"Well, I don't," Annabeth grumbled. "Arf, us children of Athena are supposed to be —Arf— the best of both worlds."

"What does that even mean?" I asked.

Amphitrite answered for her. "All of the gods had children which took on aspects of looks that were not typically human. Poseidon had Charybdis, Scylla and Pegasus, Hermes had Pan, Zeus had Akheilos, Zagreus, and countless others. Athena only had children with mortals, as such, they only had mortal features. Beyond that, Athena's children only ever will be superhuman, never powerhouses amongst the demigods, similar to their mother, whose power resides in her skill and her intellect."

"Huh," I said, filing that away for later as I sat down.

"Of course you'd explain it away as an insecurity, arf," Annabeth scoffed.

"Is it not?" Amphitrite asked.

"Let's not fight today," I said. "I understand that tensions are always high, but let's just get through with breakfast then go to the Game, please."

Thankfully, everyone listened, and breakfast was silent except for our utensils.

When I finished eating, the Fates teleported in front of me.

"You guys barely made it to the Second Game," Lachesis tutted. "I mean, you lot just sit around and barely rack any points, the most proactive person here is Percy! Anyways, let's talk about your Charis Rankings before we head out."

Charis Rankings:

1. Rachel Elizabeth Dare (12 Charis)

2. Lucia Castellan (9 Charis)

3. Amphitrite (7 Charis)

4. Zoë Nightshade (3 Charis)

5. Clarisse LaRue (2 Charis)

6. Sally Jackson (-7 Charis )

7. Sadie Kane (-12 Charis)

8. Annabeth Chase (-14 Charis)

9. Juno (-32 Charis)

Seeing the numbers, half the room was in a bad mood.

"Sooo, today's Game," Lachesis said, rubbing her hands. "You have to play well, or some of you are deeply fried! Well, some of you are also already fried, so that's another option. Follow us, guys!"

Lachesis led us down one of the paths, until we reached a black modern building, with neon lighting outside.

"This is the club," Clotho said. "After today's opening, it shall be available to you at any given moment, just as the courthouse is open."

With a push from Clotho, the doors opened, and we walked into the club, observing the new part of the Island.

I winced as one of the strobe lights flashed in my face, then Atropos guided me to a raised seat.

"Everyone, take a seat," Atropos said.

Once everyone sat down, Clotho gave us the rundown. "My sisters and I are mere bartenders in this Game, not the judges. The judge today is Perseus, but he shall be of two minds."

"I know you're asking, what does that mean?" Lachesis said. "Let me explain. Unfortunately, Perseus is currently going through the conundrum of personal loyalty to one person versus his loyalty to everyone else, so we won't get an actual answer from him today. To save us from any bull, our judges today will be the objective and subjective sides of Perseus' brain."

"Do not worry, we won't break Perseus," Atropos said, and all of us except for Juno sighed in relief. "He shall merely be made to tell the truth objectively and subjectively, when it is time to judge."

"Unlike what Ms. Dare expected, the Game shall not be pole dancing," Clotho said. "It shall be much more... intimate."

"What my dear sister means is that you'll be lap dancing!" Lachesis announced. "We'll change your outfits to be either club-worthy or rave-worthy, so don't worry about that. If you have a PTF that demands you to wear certain clothing, you won't be punished unless you leave the club in the wrong outfit."

"To make each Contestant's outfit reveal all the more dramatic, we shall place a one-way glass between Perseus and the Contestants," Atropos explained. "Hopefully, his heart doesn't stop when he has all that beauty grinding on him for two minutes each."

"Without further ado, we shall begin," Clotho said. "Ms. Chase, please enter the stage."

Annabeth entered the stage, and I'm not embarrassed to say that I had a hard on immediately.

"Hey, Seaweed Brain, Arf," Annabeth said shyly, walking tightly. "The heels and the vibrator are genuinely doing me in, arf!"

Annabeth stood in front of me, then she turned around and bent forwards, shoving her skirt-clad ass and tail in my face, not that I was complaining.

I palmed her ass, drawing a bark and a moan out of her.

"Woof! Keep doing that," she moaned.

"How about this?" I asked, and I gave her cheek a swat.

"WOOF!" Annabeth exclaimed. "This would be better if I didn't know everyone else would be grinding in on you after me."

I swatted her ass again. "Then ignore all of them and let's enjoy what we've got now."

Annabeth sat down, using her tail to whip my chest playfully, and rubbing her butt against my dick.

I palmed her breasts, and she moaned loudly.

"I want to stay like this forever, arf," Annabeth moaned. "Just can't cum, arf!"

Annabeth started aggressively grinding on me, chasing her release.

A few moments later, something beeped, and Atropos spoke. "Annabeth Chase, your time is up."

Annabeth regretfully stood up and left the stage.

"Ms. Jackson, please enter the stage," Clotho said.

When Mom entered the stage, my eyebrows went so high they were practically in my hair.

"Hi, Percy," Mom said, blushing. "I won't give you a lap dance."

Seeing her walk to the exit, I remembered what she told me previously about just taking her, and I realized that losing this might become a problem for her.

"Stop," I ordered Mom, and she paused. "Give me a lap dance."

Mom looked at me for a moment, then she shook her head with a smirk. "No, Percy. I'll only accept it if you take it, not demand it."

After saying that, she left the stage.

After a moment, I heard Clotho. "Ms. Amphitrite, please enter the stage."

Amphitrite entered the stage with a grin that made it quite apparent she knew how pretty she looked.

I realized that this might be the best way to ease Annabeth into accepting what we'd both have to concede, slowly and steadily.

Amphitrite sauntered over to me and sat on my lap, facing me.

"Evening, Percy," Amphitrite said, clearly in her element. "For this, call me Amphy, alright?"

"What're you doing, Amphitrite?" I asked.

"Wrong name, lover," Amphitrite giggled as she grabbed my hands, then placed them on her ass. "I call you Percy, you call me Amphy, alright?"

"Alright," I said faintly as she started grinding on me softly.

"Alright, who?" Amphitrite asked, sitting still on my lap.

"Amphy," I groaned, and she started moving again.

Amphitrite took my hands from where they were resting on her ass, then she brought them to her tits and placed my hands inside her shirt.

"Yeah, play with my tits," Amphitrite said softly, untying her shirt, then letting it drop to the floor. "You can lick em if you want to."

I will honestly say I was sorely tempted, but the alarm happened.

"Lady Amphitrite, your time is up," Atropos said.

Amphitrite smoothly got off my lap, bending over in front of me to pick up her shirt, and standing back up with a little wiggle.

As she headed out, Amphitrite looked back at me.

"Just think, Perseus," Amphitrite said. "If you woke up, you'd get this, along with all my daughters, for eternity."

With that jaw dropping statement, she left the room.

After a few seconds of silence, Clotho spoke up. "Ms. LaRue, please take the stage."

Clarisse entered the room, and I have to say, even though this wasn't her kind of thing, there was no denying she looked damn beautiful.

Clarisse sat on my lap and started grinding softly.

"I'm not like Annabeth or Amphitrite," Clarisse explained. "I don't want to take you in any direction, it's all your choice. Play with me however you want."

I shook my head. "Y'know I can't do that."

"And if you could?" Clarisse asked, a dangerous glint in her eyes as she wrapped her arms around me. "I need to not lose this to survive this Season."

"My mom did worse than you," I said factually. "You don't have much to worry about."

"I can't wait until you start fucking us," Clarisse whispered into my ear, then she got up and walked away.

"Ms. Dare, please take the stage," Clotho said.

Rachel entered the stage, and when I saw her, I understood why people would fall for the traps of sirens and succubi.

Rachel sashayed over to my lap and sat on my dick like I was hers.

"We're back to square one, aren't we?" Rachel asked, hugging me loosely. "I'm fighting for your attention, but you won't give it."

"For what it's worth, I'm sorry," I said.

"Nothing to be sorry about," Rachel grinned, then she stuck my face in her boobs. "Just means I have to try harder."

Hesitantly, I motorboated her, and Rachel moaned happily. "That's what I want, Perce! I may not need sex like a succubus, but I sure do want it!"

I felt Rachel's wings hug me, and she wrapped her legs around me, moaning softly. "This is all I've ever wanted, y'know that?"

I'd have answered, but my mouth was preoccupied.

A beep sounded, and Atropos spoke up. "Rachel Elizabeth Dare, your time is up."

Rachel slowly got off of me, her wings hesitantly unwrapping me.

As Rachel left the stage, I called to her. "Rachel, I'm sorry that I... never was able—"

"There's nothing to be sorry for," Rachel said with a fake grin. "We have an eternity together left, what does a few years matter?"

"Juno, please take the stage," Clotho asked.

Juno took the stage, and I have to say, her outfit encompassed her perfectly.

"I will not abase myself," Juno said angrily. "I would rather die than lower myself to you."

Juno exited, and I rolled my eyes.

"Ms. Castellan, please take the stage," Clotho asked.

As Lucia walked to me, I raised my hand.

"Please, no," I said. "See, you're pretty and all, but I see your eyes, and I think Kronos."

Lucia looked at me angrily, then she left the stage without another word.

"Ms. Kane, please take the stage," Clotho said.

Sadie crawled onto the stage, and my heart poured out for her.

"They only removed the clothes restrictions, nothing else," Sadie explained. "Anyways, I'll see you later, Daddy."

I felt so bad for her, I got up and grabbed her leash, then I helped her to the door.

"Thanks, Daddy," Sadie said, then she left the stage.

"Mr. Jackson, take your seat," Clotho ordered. As soon as I sat down, she spoke again. "Ms. Nightshade, please take the stage."

As soon as Zoë entered, I found myself speechless.

"Allow me to rest thy mind, my king," Zoë said lovingly as she sat on my lap, grinding with care. "I would hear thy words, if thou hast any."

"I do," I said softly. "Hercules may have paid for what he did to you, but you make me feel I didn't make him pay enough."

"He doesn't matter," Zoë said, combing my hair with her hands. "I am with thee now."

"You know I am not," I said.

"For now," Zoë promised. "And sharing is not something I am against."

I didn't respond, and Zoë kissed my cheek meaningfully.

Just as Zoë pulled her lips off my cheek, the beep sounded.

"Your time is up, Zoë Nightshade," Atropos said as Zoë got off my lap.

All that was left for this Game would be the results.