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Quest for 12: Chapter 16
🕑 Added 2025-03-20 04:48:18 +0000 UTCAnd the winner is…
Option C, orgasm denial!
Final Scores:
Option A, Bondage: 14
Option B, Anal: 70
Option C, Orgasm Denial: 83
Chapter 16
Punitive Measures
Perseus had been planning to get a shower in to wash off the grime for their high-speed woodland chase. He wasn’t going to get that chance for a while though, seeing what he walked into inside his cabin, so he cleaned himself with his powers instead.
They were starting to return now. Although he was still a shadow of his godly self, the more sex he had the more tricks returned to him. His body was beginning to feel faster. Stronger. And he could do nifty things like erase a day’s-worth of grit and grime with a thought.
Perseus approached Kayla, who was starting to squirm. She’d clearly taken a shower the way Perseus had been planning. Her orange hair with green highlights looked fluffy and recently-dried. She’d found time to do makeup, despite coming here for a supposed punishment. Perseus rolled his short sleeves up above his biceps. He reached down, grabbing her chin from below, and tilted her head up.
Kayla looked confused. Her soft cheeks were being squished in by Perseus’s fingers, making her lips pucker. She was cute, and didn’t bear too much of a resemblance to Apollo. She had her father’s eyes, but beyond that Kayla’s features were rounded in a cute way, while her body was somewhat stocky.
“Pants off,” Perseus said.
Kayla jolted. While he continued holding her face, Kayla unwound her belt and unbuckled her jeans. She had to wiggle to slide them off, which made her thighs wobble.
Underneath were white panties with a little sun on them. They were honestly cute. Perseus reached his other hand down, pressing his thumb against that sun roughly.
“Ahn!” Kayla moaned.
Perseus twisted his thumb. It grinded down on the cotton, and Kayla’s body underneath. Each push he gave made Kayla’s voice rise. His finger wasn’t even inside her, but Kayla clearly hadn't felt the touch of a man many times, and Perseus had done things like this for centuries. Thalia watched on with a smirk.
Perseus’s thumb managed to brush Kayla’s clit. She gasped out loud, grabbing Perseus’s forearm for support. Her toes gradually bent toward the rest of her foot from the pleasure. Kayla’s thighs slammed together reflexively, blocking Perseus’s progress.
“Open,” Perseus said.
Groaning, Kayla forced her thighs apart for him.
Perseus jabbed his thumb down harder, piercing deeper. Rather than brush her clit, he was now pressing it directly. The response was instant. Kayla leaned back, going flat on the bed, while Perseus planted one foot by her hip, leaning over her. Kayla’s stomach rose as she cried out, ready to orgasm—
Perseus’s finger disappeared.
“What?” Kayla stammered.
Her body was twitching, while her hips jutted up slightly, searching for the touch that had made her feel so good. But Perseus had already moved across the room.
“You look sexy tonight, Thalia,” Perseus said.
The daughter of Zeus raised her eyebrow. “And I don’t usually?”
“Sometimes, you’re pretty. Sometimes, you’re beautiful. But right now… You’re definitely sexy.”
“You always have good answers, don’t you?”
“They aren’t the only thing my tongue is good at,” Perseus said.
He drew Thalia into a kiss. The daughter of Zeus moaned as his hands squeezed her ass through her pants. He groped her boobs through her shirt, deepening their kiss, and soon moved his hands up her shirt to grab the bra-clad breasts beneath.
Kayla went from feeling better than she ever had to becoming a spectator without any warning. She crawled to the edge of the bed, watching the two of them smooch and suck each other’s lips. Kayla pressed her own fingers to her crotch, even sliding them underneath her panties to increase sensation. Yet no matter how her fingers moved she felt nothing. Compared to Perseus, her fingers felt too amateurish and clumsy to cause a single orgasm. Kayla was left watching, frustration stewing and building up in her gut.
Perseus and Thalia were only getting more fired up. Perseus removed his shirt, then lifted off Thalia’s. She unclasped her bra and pulled it away, letting her medium-sized breasts breathe. Perseus abandoned her mouth, biting her breasts while pulling her toward him from behind. Kayla quickly hauled off her own shirt and bra, pinching her nipples as she watched Percy bite Thalia.
After laying multiple fierce bites onto Thalia’s chest, Perseus hauled her around without warning. Kayla squeaked as Thalia was bent over, the daughter of Zeus’s head promptly wedging between her thighs.
“What?” Kayla exclaimed.
Thalia’s tongue slipped past Kayla’s panties. Soon, she was licking Kayla’s clit just as fiercely as Perseus had been fingering it.
Kayla had a view down Thalia’s back, along her rippling-yet-slender lat muscles to her ass. She watched, feeling Thalia’s tongue the entire time, as Perseus carefully pulled down Thalia’s pants and underwear.
Kayla’s eyes widened as he kept going. Perseus started on his own pants. When they slid down, his dick appeared, stiff and veiny and alluring. Kayla started to drool, showing how bad she wanted to feel it.
Instead, every last one of his inches embedded inside Thalia.
There was a moan, though it was somewhat quiet with Kayla’s body getting in the way. Perseus’s thrusts were only pushing Thalia's face — and tongue — deeper into Kayla. The daughter of Apollo screamed, raising her voice in a un-characteristic way.
“I’m cumming!” she shouted.
Only, she wasn’t.
Again, right as she approached her climax, the pleasure stopped. This time Perseus pulled Thalia up, dragging her head away from Kayla’s thighs as he twisted her around. Perseus lifted Thalia into the hair, holding her by her butt as they went face-to-face. He could see spots of Kayla's juices on Thalia’s lips.
He didn't stop fucking her in the new position. Thalia sounded different in bed, always letting out a long string of almost girly moans. As he fucked her, Perseus leaned in, licking Kayla’s juices off of Thalia’s chin and face.
As she watched this, Kayla couldn’t help but whimper. There was nothing she could do. Once again, she had to lay there and feel her orgasm recede, despite having gotten so close.
Even worse, she had to watch Thalia orgasm over and over. The fierce girl had her head tucked against Perseus’s shoulder, moaning into his muscular neck as his cock thrusted into her. Perseus made sure that Kayla could see it all, from the firm grip he had on Thalia’s ass to the small droplets flying out as Perseus slammed against her sopping pussy. Soon Kayla was sitting up, touching herself as she watched, yet the touch of her own hand clearly wasn’t enough.
After Thalia’s third orgasm, Perseus decided that enough time had passed. He set the daughter of Zeus down… directly on Kayla’s face.
Kayla leaned back as the extra weight suddenly came down on her, trapping her head between Thalia’s thighs and underneath her pussy. Thalia adjusted immediately, tightening the grip of her legs and pressing her slit onto Kayla’s mouth.
Perseus slid the sun panties all the way off, tossing them away. Kayla was desperately hoping that it was her turn to feel his cock— Perseus could tell from the way she lifted her pelvis, trembling with anticipation. Chuckling, he granted her wish half-way.
He rubbed his shaft along her slit, sliding it up and down with no penetration. Between Thalia’s old spit and the arousal from Kayla’s earlier close-calls, she was easily wet enough for his dick to slide over her skin. She could feel the size of his cock from how long it took for the whole thing to slide along her, and that only made Kayla want it more. Perseus couldn't say what her face looked like right now, because Thalia was still blotting it out with her body.
Kayla must have been incredibly turned on, however, because even a bit of grinding was enough to drive her crazy. More juice kept leaking out of her pussy lips, which were parting slightly beneath the bottom of Perseus’s shaft. Kayla’s hips tilted, creeping toward another orgasm…
All Kayla would’ve heard was a squeaking of springs before his dick disappeared. While she couldn’t see it, stuck under Thalia as she was, she could definitely hear what his dick was getting up to. Guttural choking was audible through the cabin as Perseus pushed his dick into Thalia’s mouth.
The daughter of Zeus accepted it with a sultry look in her eyes. Experiencing oral from beneath while giving it up top wasn’t easy, but she managed like a champ, not coughing once as Perseus entered her throat.
His fingers slipped around her head. He never pushed her, instead caressing her scalp as he moved his cock through her mouth. Thalia’s nostrils flared as she sucked in air while her mouth was stuffed. Perseus wondered if being a daughter of Zeus let her hold her breath for longer than a mortal. He’d have to run some experiments later, when they were alone.
His eyebrows rose as Thalia’s hands, instead of just hanging at his sides, grabbed his butt. Continuing to look up into his eyes, Thalia pushed him forward, driving him deeper.
Perseus had only been giving her roughly half of his full length, knowing that more might be too much in this position. Thalia wanted to show she could take it. She pushed him toward her until every last part of his penis was inside of her. The noises from her throat tripled in volume, growing wetter and more violent. Kayla started kicking her legs out of frustration.
With Thalia’s help, Perseus kept using her throat, the strokes growing faster and fiercer. His hands slid along her head, stroking her and providing a gentle touch to compliment the rough blowjob. As he felt himself getting close to an orgasm, Perseus’s strokes took on an apologetic quality. Thalia had earned his cum, but he had other plans for it.
So when his balls tightened, he pulled Thalia’s hands off of him and returned to Kayla. Each spurt of cum landed across her stomach. Kayla could feel its warmth. She could feel the trickling streams run down her sides. Perseus finally shoved himself inside of her, and a single thrust was enough to drive her to the cusp of an orgasm. Just like that, he stopped moving.
His dick was inside of Kayla, stretching out her pussy, but he stayed totally still. She wiggled trying to move her own body, but she was pinned between him and Thalia. With her mouth free again, Thalia gasped to draw in breath and orgasmed directly onto Kayla’s face. She slid off of the redhead a moment later, leaving Kayla dazed.
The makeup she’d applied for this wasn’t as pristine as it had been. Some of it had washed away when Thalia squirted on her face, and the rest had been rubbed away by Thalia’s grinding. Kayla was blinking, like she’d been blinded by looking into a bright light. Perseus was still inside of her, his dick just sitting there, stretching her.
“Pleeeeeeeaseeeeeee!” she moaned.
Perseus looked over Kayla’s body at Thalia. “What do you think?” he asked. “Has she served her time?”
Thalia made a show of looking thoughtful. The entire time, Kayla looked up at her, desperate to hear her answer.
“...I guess,” Thalia said finally. “As long as she’s a good girl from now on.”
“I’m certain that she will be,” Perseus said.
He pulled out of Kayla at just the right angle to make his cock rub her g spot. For a girl who had been balancing on the edge of an orgasm for so incredibly long, Kayla couldn’t handle it. She screamed at a volume and pitch that Perseus half expected to shatter the windows.
The response from her body was tremendous. She planted her feet on the bed, lifting her crotch. A clear stream erupted out of her a lot like the fountain in the corner. It kept going, and going…
Perseus watched with wonder as an incredible amount of fluid squirted out for a girl of Kayla’s stature. Even when the liquid stopped coming, her pussy went on spasming and twitching, trying to fire despite being out of ammo. Even Thalia looked impressed.
Kayla’s legs finally gave out, and she collapsed onto the bed. As a daughter of Apollo, that put Perseus one step closer to his goals. He was already up to four— a third of the way back to godhood.
But Perseus was a simple man. Even when he had a goal as grand as his current one (a goal where his very existence could be on the line) there was a time and place to worry about that. There was no need for any theorizing or strategizing tonight. No, he had two beautiful girls all to himself. All he had to think about right now was what position he was going to bang them in next.
Perseus climbed further onto the bed, intertwining his body with Thalia as the daughter of Zeus accepted him between her legs. As the moans started again, Perseus lost himself in the sex, enjoying the sensation of the girl underneath him.
O-O-O
Perseus felt strong and powerful. His body was improving. A long night of threeway sex had helped his body come a long way. So when he drifted awake early in the early morning to the feeling of lips wrapped around his cock, he assumed Thalia or Kayla was getting an early start on an extra round.
When he woke up a bit more, though, he realized that he could still feel both of them. Thalia was curled up against his left arm, while Kayla was kneeling his right one in her sleep. So then who was sucking him off?
A girl he’d never seen before, that was the answer. She was cute, albeit in a rather plain way, with brown hair and freckles. If he had to guess, he would say she was a daughter of Hermes. Then she looked up, his cock still in her mouth, and he knew the real answer from one look into her eyes.
“You’ve gotten better at this,” he said. “Hera.”
The Queen of the gods giggled. She dipped her head down, deepthroating him, and did so seemingly effortlessly. Gods picked up new tricks so easily.
Hera gave her head a little wiggle, running her tongue along Perseus’s shaft. The inside of her mouth was warm and delicate, perfect for coaxing out an orgasm. She slid her head back, then plunged it down. Her tongue never stopped. Perseus sighed blissfully, still a little sleepy.
He came in Hera’s mouth. The goddess saw it coming, ensuring his cum was deposited just behind her lips instead of in her throat, so she could appreciate the taste. Hera swallowed every last drop dutifully.
“Hello hero,” she said, rubbing Perseus’s slobbery, semi-stiff shaft.
“It’s been a while,” Perseus said.
Neither Thalia nor Kayla were waking up, even though the two weren’t keeping their voices down. Perseus assumed Hera was behind that.
“I wanted to sneak out sooner. Really, I did,” Hera said. “I missed this.”
She kissed the head of his cock.
“Don’t you mean you missed me?”
Hera giggled. “I meant it as I said it. But really, Zeus has been such a bore. He’s posted wind gods all around my palace, checks on me every night… It’s like he can’t trust me!”
“That’s terrible,” Perseus said.
“Isn’t it?” Hera smirked. “But I snuck out. No one would guess such a drab girl was really me. I’m good at disguises.”
“And more things, apparently,” Perseus said, looking at the spit along his cock.
“Anyway! I’m here to give you a warning!” Hera said.
“The queen of the gods herself is looking out for me? It seems like I’m blessed.”
“Mm. Cursed, more likely, once you hear what I have to say. You must watch yourself, Perseus! They’ll be arriving soon.”
“Who will be?” Perseus asked.
“Whatever you do, try not to anger her openly. You can’t protect yourself right now. And then there’s the matter of her brother—”
“Who, Hera? Who’s coming?”
“Artemis,” Hera said. “And her hunters with her.”
O-O-O
Over the next few days, Perseus's fortunes seemed to be on the rise.
His reputation was still bad among much of the camp after his revenge stunt against Holly Victor, but that was slowly changing among certain groups. The Ares kids came around to him when he helped Clarisse, Kayla had her cabin getting along with him, and the Hephaestus kids were about ready to swear fealty to him after he rediscovered Bunker 9. Perseus's body was healthy again, and he was itching to make more progress. Things had been going so well, he was sure he’d be back to Olympus in no time!
But of course, just like Hera warned him, his fortunes couldn’t stay so good forever.
They arrived in the morning one day while campers were eating breakfast. Standing in the lead was a short girl who looked around twelve, with auburn hair and predatory eyes. Behind her, girls in the same silver coat walked in a wedge formation. Each was between the ages eleven and fourteen. They didn’t even try to hide the disdainful glares they sent at the campers.
“Artemis?” Chiron said. “What a surprise! I didn’t expect a visit.”
“You shouldn’t have come,” Dionysus said, sipping grape juice.
“We are on a hunt,” Artemis said, glaring at Dionysus. “Is there any reason we cannot stop here?”
“Of course you can. If you want. But you shouldn’t,” Dionysus said.
“Cabin Eight is available for your use as ever,” Chiron said hastily, trying to avert a conflict between two Olympians. “If you need anything, I’ll do my best to supply it. You could even join us for breakfast—”
“That’s alright,” Artemis said. “We’ll eat on our own. Come, hunters.”
They moved past the Dining Pavilion like they owned the place, rather than being guests. Even with a warning from Hera, Perseus was confused what they could be doing here. He thought at first that it was to mock him, but Artemis hadn’t looked in his direction. He was pretty sure she hadn’t noticed him.
That might be for the best. The hunters didn’t interact with campers more than they had to, and they shouldn’t stay for long. If Perseus kept his head down, he could likely avoid them completely—
“PERSEUS!”
He jumped as Artemis suddenly roared. There were other shouts coming from the hunters, noises both surprised and frightened. In front of everyone's eyes, the girls that had been prepubescent grew up, their bodies maturing to the point of being eighteen years old. The girls looked at their hands (and many of them at their breasts) in wonder.
For his part, Perseus could only sigh deeply and rub his face. So much for staying off of Artemis’s radar.
“Mother,” he groaned. “That old curse is still active?”
It was an ancient thing tying into Aphrodite’s feud with Artemis. Aphrodite insisted that Artemis was scared of puberty because she knew otherwise, love would steal away her servants. Artemis shot her with a bow. Aphrodite got angry, and decided to place a curse.
“You know I don’t do it on purpose,” Perseus said as Artemis marched toward the Poseidon table.
“Then undo it!” she demanded.
“I can’t.”
Every time the Hunters got close to Perseus, well…
Perseus looked at the athletic, beautiful attendants. Some were demigods, some were nature spirits, and some were mortals. But all of them had become beauties in an instant, with all the hormones that came with that.
Just like Aphrodite ensured they did every time Perseus was around.
“If you want it to stop, get my mother to undo the curse,” Perseus said. “There’s no other solution.”
He was suddenly glad that he was mortal, because it meant Artemis couldn’t harm him unless he challenged her. If that ancient law hadn’t been in place, he was pretty sure he’d already have an arrow through the head.
As demigods whispered and gossiped, Artemis tossed her hair over the shoulder and marched back to her hunters, now looking like their younger sister. As they left, two hunters leading the way — a bronze-skinned girl with dark hair and a tiara and a girl with olive skin and silky brown hair in a ponytail — Perseus returned to thinking about his next step.
His favorite Hermes counselors were still looking overworked, and now that he had a bit of free time, he could poke his nose back into the business with the Demeter Cabin. If things went well, he could figure out why Holly and Laurel’s group had been messing with the Demeter kids, and maybe ingratiate himself to some nice gardening girls along the way.
The Hephaestus Cabin adored him now as well. It shouldn’t be hard to get close to them, if he wanted an easy mark.
Those two options would be around for a long time, though. There was another option. A new, risky one. But the more he thought about it, the more benefits he came up with, possibly enough to justify taking it on.
Perseus could seduce a Hunter. They were almost Artemis's children, and many of them had divine heritage of their own. They might even count as two in his quest. Then, there was the fact that Artemis had been a ringleader in his exile. Just like with Athena, Perseus couldn’t deny that he wanted revenge.
Even if it put a target on his back, it might be worth it in the long run.
Choice: What should Perseus’s next target be?
Option A: Demeter Cabin.
Option B: Hephaestus Cabin.
Option C: The Hunters.
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