Rachel's Night

"So, this is just bullshit at this point, right?" Rachel asked me.

We were sitting in my living room. Dinner after the Test had been rather tame, and the two of us retired to my House without comment.

"We can't do anything, Rachel," I said.

"What did they whisper to you when they gave your mom that Transformation?" Rachel asked.

"They threatened to send me back to Tartarus," I admitted. "I don't think you understand how scary of a threat that is."

"I'm not surprised," Rachel said. "Do you think they were honest about that?"

"I don't know, but I don't want to find out," I shivered. "Let's talk about something else."

"Like what, Percy?" Rachel asked. "Nothing is looking smooth. I have negative Charis, we're in a daterape show which can make or break the world, you have to fuck your mom or sister tomorrow, the only thing normal is that Annabeth is being a bitch!"

I sighed. "How about we just talk about the good times?"

"Percy, escapism won't work for long," Rachel said. "Look at Hera, for crying out loud."

"Today's Test was the worst, and I don't want to think about how much worse the Challenge will be in a few days," I vented. "I mean, they basically admitted they're essentially grooming us to be the New Olympians, or whatever."

"Is that such a bad thing?" Rachel asked, and I looked at her in horror.

"Oh, don't misunderstand me, your dad and the other Olympians were monsters, and I shudder to think that they governed the world," Rachel said derisively. "But look at it from the perspective I'm trying to make."

"There's no way there's a good perspective here," I said.

"There is, just hear me out," Rachel argued. "Let's go from the beginning. You're the Godking everything is centered around. I'd take you over Zeus a million times. Now we don't know who your Queens will be, but let's assume that Hazel gets first. I'd take Hazel a million times over Hera, even if this Hazel is a public exhibitionist who has a freaky side that eclipses mine! I'd take your Mom over Hestia anyday! The list can go on!"

"But what about how Annabeth was changed?" I asked.

"Percy, her Transformation never changed her pride, or her jealousy," Rachel said. "She would've just been Hera 2.0 if she became the Queen."

Rachel looked at Hera, who was sitting on her own. "All offense meant, by the way."

I sighed. "And Zoë?"

"I don't think that her story is over yet," Rachel admitted. "I mean, look at that new Transformation she got that lets her out. I think she still hasn't hit her final form, so to speak."

"So, what do you think is the endgame of this bullshit?" I asked.

"Look at Old Olympus," Rachel said. "12 Olympians, a couple of other powerful gods, and a shitton of minor gods. Now, instead of 12, it's 7."

"So that justifies what they're doing?" I asked.

"Fuck no," Rachel said. "I want to get out of here, same as you, same as everyone else. Like your mom says, we have to game the system."

"The system gamed her today," I mumbled.

"Stop with the high and mighty," Rachel said. "Hazel's your cousin, so is Annabeth. I'm probably the only person here you're not even distantly related to."

I didn't have a rebuttal to that.

"Look, we're on the same side about this," Rachel said. "Just take me upstairs, I'll help you tie me up, and fuck your frustrations away, just don't be frustrated at me, I don't wanna get the hatefuck debuff."

"Woah," I said in surprise.

Rachel rolled her eyes. "I need the Charis, Perce."

Rachel stood up and took all her clothes off, then she walked towards the stairs.

"Give me five minutes, I'll be all ready for you, yeah? Hera, come help me."

I just stared in shock as her ass swayed away.

Five minutes later, I headed up, and I found her in a position I never imagined her to be in.

She had a bar spreading her legs apart, and her arms were tied to her legs, so she was stuck laying on her stomach on the bed. I looked at her face, and I found that she was wearing a ball gag.

Hesitantly, I went behind her, playing with her wet folds with my fingers.

Rachel made a sound of displeasure, and I decided to swiftly stick my dick in her.

Even though I didn't ram into her, I expected her to not have been a virgin, so I accidentally tore her hymen with too much ****, and she let out a cry of pain.

I went to remove her gag, but she shook in disproval, so I went to work.

After a minute of awkwardness, I found a medium of thrusting into her.

"Next time, get a collar," I said. "I wanna pull on your leash."

Rachel moaned her approval through the gag.

This was a twisted way of fucking, but through looking for my fun, her arousal was dealt with.

Soon, I was close to cumming, and my thrusts went erratic.

I grunted, then I pulled out came all over her.

Rachel Elizabeth Dare had sex with Perseus: -15 + 10 = -10

She smirked, then she did something, and all of her ropes loosened up and fell to the bed.

Then she grabbed a piece of rope, and tied it around her neck, handing me the end of the rope.

Then she took off the ball gag and looked at me. "This what you wanted?"

I pulled at the leash with a smirk. "Exactly this."

Then I switched her so that she was in doggystyle, and I went all the way in her.

"Just like that," she moaned. "Do me right."

I grunted as I started fucking her. "How do you feel about this part, huh?"

"This is what we were always supposed to do," Rachel moaned. "Fuck me all you want, Percy."

"I already am," I grunted as my hips slammed against her asscheeks forcefully. Her cheeks were just straight jiggling, this new Transformation that made her a MILF was just spectacular.

I grabbed the leash and pulled it back, **** her a little.

"You're gonna do that forever, huh?" Rachel grunted. "For as long as we're Olympians?"

"Yes," I moaned. "All the time, you'll be tied up, and you'll beg me to fuck you."

"I'll do anything to get some of your big ass dick," Rachel moaned as she pushed back into me. "You'll put a baby into this MILF body, won't you?"

"Yeah," I said. "However many babies you want, we'll have them together."

Rachel moaned as she came, then I followed right after.

Rachel Elizabeth Dare had sex with Perseus: -5 + 10 = 5

The next morning, we both woke up in a start and stared at each other.

"Did we just have the same dream?" I asked her.

"Don't speak about it," Rachel said. "Maybe they'll find out."

I nodded.

We finally had some inklings of a plan.