With a surprise wake-up call

"Aaah..."

Trevor woke up with a satisfied groan.

He felt a pair of soft, moist tongues caressing his cock as the bedsheets wriggled around between his legs.

With a smirk, Trevor lifted the sheet and was not at all surprised to find his two beautiful slaves tending to his morning wood.

"Good morning, Master," Annabeth said, swirling her tongue around his shaft.

"How is our morning routine?" Ariadne added, sucking on his ballsack.

Trevor grinned and ran his fingers through his slaves's hair.

Merely a day ago, he could picture such a scene only inside his wildest imagination...but now, it was a certified reality—and if he wanted, he could easily embody a much grander idea.

Trevor licked his lips, picturing all of the possibilities he could make come true.

Meanwhile, his two slaves continued licking his cock so not long after, Trevor felt a need to ejaculate.

Not wanting to taint the bedsheet, he grabbed a head without looking and shoved it down his cock.

The subject let out a muffled yelp as Trevor shot loads after loads of cum. The unselected **** moaned in disappointment.

While his orgasmic highs subsided, Trevor lifted the cover to check who received his cum.

A pair of watery grey eyes looked up. Annabeth gave her master a soft smile whilst cum dribbled from both corners of her mouth.

Apparently, his morning load was too much for the blonde demigod to handle all by her own.

Meanwhile, Ariadne chewed on her forefinger with an envious, seductive glint in her eyes.

"That was so hot, Master..." She purred, "May I look forward to tomorrow morning?"

"Whatever," Trevor grunted as he pulled out of Annabeth's mouth with a small pop.

Then, he realized Ariadne had a proper leash around her neck instead of his belt.

He hooked a forefinger under the collar and roughly yanked Ariadne close, drawing a small moan from his older ****.

"Where did you get this?"

"C-Chiron gave me a spare when I first asked for them. It turned out to be more useful than I thought," Ariadne added with a wink.

Trevor couldn't help but smirk, entertained by how Ariadne kept her bubbly, positive personality even after her enslavement.

He would have given her a kiss if she hadn't slobbered over his cock half a minute ago.

"Alright then, let's go."

Trevor jumped out of his bed, and with two leashes in each hand, left the room for a new day.

---

Walking with two gorgeous woman crawling naked behind your back was an unique experience, to say the least.

Trevor regained his boner within the first 5 minutes as he constantly looked behind, seeing the naked women trotting behind him like a pair of dogs.

A handful of campers passed by, but none of them made a comment about this extraordinary display—including that Trevor didn't put any clothes on either.

He was far from an exhibitionist himself, but he assumed this would be more convenient if he were to utilize the earring's power to the fullest.

Knowing that whatever he did was conceived as normal, Trevor was eager to fulfill his countless fantasies, one of them being—

"Hey, naked twerp!"

Trevor spun around on the spot.

Clarisse La Rue, the daughter of Ares glowered at Trevor.

"I lost a bet against your dumb brothers. Hand over your drachmas before things get messy."

She flexed her shoulders during the threat, showing off her built features underneath her tanktop.

Trevor ignored the bully's request and looked over Clarisse's body.

Due to her **** aggressiveness, she was hardly considered as a romantic partner by a long shot.

However, as Trevor took time to inspect, he had to admit that Clarisse had a fine body.

She was a bit too muscular for his taste and her breasts weren't too big, but her lower body was nothing but perfection—everything from the thick, hardened thighs to the wide, firm hips were something admireable.

"Annabeth, hold her arms back."

Annabeth immediately sprang to her feet, went behind Clarisse and secured her arms.

"Oh, so you think your dumbass sex **** can hold me down!?"

Clarisse snarled like an angry dog and tried to shake Annabeth off.

However, Annabeth was no slouch when it came to physical combat.

"Stay still, Clarisse," Annabeth said with a cold smile, "You know you can't beat me in a wrestling match."

The comment only enraged Clarisse even further.

Trevor actually found the idea quite interesting, but now was not the time to check it out.

Before Clarisse could spew out various curse words both in English and Ancient Greek, Trevor grabbed Clarisse's knife and cut off her top.

"Hey! What the hell—emrph!"

Clarisse complained out loud, only to get her own shirt get shoved into her mouth.

She struggled harder to break free, making Annabeth grunt from the effort of holding her back.

The blonde **** glanced at her master with a small concern, worried that she might not be able to keep Clarisse at bay.

Trevor, on the other hand, didn't care about his ****'s distress at all.

He reached out and grabbed Clarisse's breasts.

Although they were considerably smaller compared to Annabeth or Ariadne, they weren't exactly small.

At least Trevor could enjoy palming them in his hands, feeling how the chest flexed as Clarisse thrashed like a rabid dog.

"Emmgph!" Clarisse screamed into her makeshift gag.

She was valiantly trying to spit out the fabric, but Trevor simply **** the sweaty tanktop back into her mouth.

When Clarisse kept on resisting, Trevor chuckled.

"Wow. You really can't think a step ahead, can you?"

If his finger was too small to push the gag deep enough, his cock was certainly capable of the job.

Trevor grabbed his erection and rubbed precum over Clarisse's face.

Her expression contorted with rage, unintentionally encouraging Trevor to break her mind more thoroughly than he ever did with Annabeth.

"Ariadne, get between Clarisse's legs and lick her up for penetration." He ordered.

Ariadne sprang into action immediately.

She craweled under Clarisse, grabbed her tattered jeans and tugged them down to the ankles.

"Oooh, waaaiiit..."

Clarisse moaned as Ariadne dove between her thighs.

She instinctively tried to close her legs, but Annabeth quickly locked her legs and **** them open.

"Oooh, ahhh, hnnng...y, you dirty cheater..."

Clarisse doubled over, moaning louder and louder.

The lewd sounds of Ariadne slurping her pussy was almost enough to make Trevor step back and enjoy the show.

On the otherhand, his cock was too erect to go unnoticed.

Trevor stepped up to Clarisse, grabbed the tuffs of her hair and shoved his cock into her mouth.

Clarisse's eyes bulged out. She let out a muffled gag as a thick meat rod stabbed inside of her throat.

Of course, Trevor was not concerned by Clarisse's reaction at all.

He grabbed the **** demigoddess by her head and began thrusting his hips as fast & hard as possible.

"Mmph! Gmph! Spmph!"

Clarisse screamed with each thrust. Tears poured from her eyes.

The mixed signal of pain and pleasure was driving her nuts.

At the same time, the ungodly amount of stimulus she was receiving started to break her mind apart.

Soon, Clarisse was thrusting her pelvis into Ariadne's face, encouraging the stranger to eat her out some more.

Her jaw opened wider as well, inviting Travis's cock to ravage her more thoroughly while sultry moans escaped her lips.

Annabeth noticed these changes and staged in as well.

Instead of keeping Clarisse in a tight lock, she wriggled her hands underneath Clarisse's armpits and grasped her ample breasts.

"Mmmmmhg~"

Clarisse squealed in a bliss as Annabeth palmed her breasts viciously.

The daughter of Athena pulled her rival's tits hard as if they were made of clay, before slapping them rapidly until they turned red.

The added visual made Trevor reach his limit sooner than he expected.

With a final grunt, Trevor drove his cock deep into Clarisse's throat. Cum burst into her gullet, clogging her breathing room.

She managed to swallow most of the fluid, but a significant amount also regurgitated and spurted out her lips.

"Oooh, hooo, haangh..."

Clarisse slumped on the floor, barely conscious after the excessive oral sex she had just received.

With a smirk, Trevor rubbed the sole of his shoes against her stupefied face, smearing dirt onto the specs of cum and saliva.

"Annabeth, take her back to the Big House. Use whatever you want and break this simple bitch into pieces."

Annabeth grinned and wasted no time in grabbing Clarisse by her shoulders and dragging her toward the Big House.

A conch shell horn blew from the dining pavilion, signaling breakfast—where every camper present would be there.

Trevor couldn't wait to see what he could do in front of everyone.