Piper

Percy was still catching his breath, his body limp and trembling on the bed, when the door creaked open. His heart skipped a beat, dread and anticipation warring in his chest. He didn’t even need to turn his head to know who it was. The scent of cherry blossoms and mischief filled the room, and a soft, melodic voice followed.

“Well, well, well,” Piper drawled, her tone laced with amusement. “Looks like someone’s been busy.”

Percy groaned, his face flushing as he buried it in the pillow. “Piper, please… not now.”

Annabeth chuckled, rolling off the bed with a grace that made Percy’s stomach flip. “Oh, trust me, Percy. Piper’s been waiting for her turn.”

Piper stepped further into the room, her eyes raking over Percy’s exposed form. She wore a mischievous smirk, her lips painted a deep crimson that matched the glint in her eyes. Her hair spilled over her shoulders in perfect waves, and her dress hugged her figure in all the right places. Percy couldn’t help but feel self-conscious under her gaze, his body still marked by Annabeth’s ministrations.

“You’re all mine now, Percy,” Piper purred, her voice dripping with sweetness and danger. She sauntered over to the bed, her heels clicking against the wooden floor, and perched on the edge, her fingers brushing against his back. “And I’ve got big plans for you.”

Percy shivered, his body reacting to her touch despite his exhaustion. “What— what kind of plans?”

Piper’s smirk widened, and she leaned in close, her breath warm against his ear. “Let’s just say you’re going to look very pretty by the time I’m done with you.”

Before Percy could protest, Piper grabbed his arm and pulled him to his feet. He stumbled, his legs still shaky, but she steadied him with a firm grip. “Come on, Percy. We’re going for a little walk.”

“A walk?” Percy’s eyes widened in panic as he realized he was still completely naked, the chastity cage around his cock making him feel even more exposed. “Piper, I can’t— not like this!”

Piper just laughed, her grip tightening as she dragged him toward the door. “Oh, Percy, you’re so adorable when you’re flustered. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you.”

Annabeth watched from the bed, her gray eyes gleaming with amusement. “Have fun, you two.”

Percy’s protests fell on deaf ears as Piper pulled him out into the open. The cool evening air hit his skin, and he instinctively tried to cover himself, but Piper swatted his hands away. “Nuh-uh, Percy. No hiding.”

He looked around frantically, his heart racing as he realized they were in the middle of camp. The cabins were lit up, and he could hear the distant chatter of campers. “Piper, please,” he whispered, his voice ****. “Someone’s going to see me.”

“That’s the point, silly,” Piper teased, her voice light and playful. She began walking, her hips swaying with confidence, and Percy had **** but to follow. He felt his face burning as he glanced around, praying that no one would spot him. But luck, as usual, wasn’t on his side.

They passed a group of Ares kids, and Percy froze, his body going rigid as their eyes landed on him. He expected jeers, laughter, or worse, but Piper just smiled sweetly at them. “Evening, boys.”

The Ares kids stared, their expressions a mix of shock and envy, but they didn’t say a word. Percy wanted to curl up and disappear, but Piper’s grip on his arm kept him moving. “Relax, Percy,” she murmured, her voice soothing. “They’re just jealous.”

Percy didn’t respond, his mind reeling as they made their way through camp. Every step felt like ****, his body on full display for anyone to see. He could feel the eyes on him—curious, amused, even admiring—and it made his skin crawl. But there was something else, too. A strange, undeniable thrill that he couldn’t quite ignore.

“You’re doing so well,” Piper cooed, her voice soft and encouraging. She glanced at him, her eyes filled with a warmth that made Percy’s stomach flutter. “You’re handling this better than I expected.”

“I’m not handling it at all,” Percy muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’m just… surviving.”

Piper laughed, the sound like music to his ears. “Well, you’re doing a great job at that.”

They reached the Aphrodite cabin, and Percy’s heart sank as Piper pulled him inside. The cabin was filled with mirrors and vanity tables, and the scent of perfume lingered in the air. Piper led him to the center of the room, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Okay, Percy,” she said, turning to face him. “Time to get you dressed.”

Percy blinked, confusion replacing his dread. “Dressed? I thought you wanted me naked.”

Piper grinned, her expression wicked. “Oh, don’t worry. You’re still going to be very exposed. But I want to make you look pretty.”

Before Percy could respond, Piper disappeared into a closet, rummaging through piles of clothes. She emerged a moment later, holding up a sheer, silk robe. “This should do.”

Percy’s eyes widened as he stared at the robe. “Piper, that’s… that’s barely even clothing.”

Piper just smiled, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “Exactly.” She stepped closer, her fingers brushing against his chest as she draped the robe over his shoulders. The fabric was soft and cool against his skin, but it did nothing to hide his body. If anything, it made him feel even more exposed.

“There,” Piper said, stepping back to admire her handiwork. “Now you look perfect.”

Percy swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest. He felt ****, exposed, but there was something about the way Piper was looking at him that made him feel… special. Like she saw something in him that no one else did.

Piper circled him slowly, her eyes raking over his body with a predatory gleam. “You’re such a good boy, Percy. Always so eager to please.”

Percy’s breath hitched as her fingertips traced a path down his spine. Her touch was light, teasing, and it sent shivers through him. “Piper…”

“Shh,” Piper murmured, her voice soothing. “Just relax, Percy. I’m going to take care of you.”

She stepped in front of him, her hands resting on his shoulders. Her eyes locked with his, and for a moment, Percy felt like he couldn’t breathe. There was something in her gaze—something intense and captivating—that made his knees weak.

“You’re mine tonight, Percy,” Piper said, her voice soft but firm. “And I’m going to make sure you remember that.”

Percy’s heart raced, his body trembling with anticipation. He didn’t know what Piper had planned, but he knew one thing for certain—he was completely at her mercy. And, as terrifying as that was, a part of him wouldn’t have it any other way.

Piper’s lips curved into a smile, and she leaned in close, her breath warm against his ear. “Ready to play, Percy?”