Title:Masters' Kitten

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians. It belongs to Rick Riordan.

Main Pairing(s): Percy Jackson/Nico Di Angelo/Jason Grace/Will Solace

Side Pairing(s): Piper McLean/Annabeth Chase, Frank Zhang/Hazel Levesque/Leo Valdez

Percy Jackson Characters: Percy Jackson, Nico Di Angelo, Jason Grace, Will Solace, Piper McLean, Annabeth Chase, Frank Zhang, Hazel Levesque, Leo Valdez, Luke Castellan, Ethan Nakamura, Alabaster Torrington, Sally Jackson, Paul Bolfis, Gabe Ugliano (mentioned), Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Reyna Avila Ramirez-Arellano

Original Character(s): Christina Cruz, Kyros Hylton, Jonathan Barlow, Damien Jaegers

Warnings: LGBTQ Themes, mentioned child abuse, explicit smut/lemons, graphic violence, gay, yaoi, BDSM, cursing/cussing, foursome

Summary:

"I should have watched the news before I left."

"Maybe you should have."

Percy Jackson is not your average fifteen years old. He was small for his age and was a bit of a troublemaker. Not that it was his fault anyway. Trouble just seems to gravitate to him. Although his size was not up to par, his intelligence was impeccable. He was one of the smartest kids in his grade besides his best friend Annabeth Chase. Just because he is book smart didn't mean he was street smart.

Will he ever escape this sticky situation?

Masters' Kitten

Adjusting to Pleasurable Pain

Percy's POV

I couldn't tell how much time had passed. Every time I was conscious, there would be blurred faces and heat on my skin. I couldn't think straight. For the first time in a while, I woke up alone in a cold bed. The room was bare since it only had a bed, side table, and closet. I sat up slowly wary of the restraints on my wrists. I reached up slowly and touched the collar that was placed on my neck. There was no visible opening to take it off. It was smooth to the touch.

Footsteps crept closer to the room I was in and I stilled. I released the breath I didn't realize I was holding as they pass the door. 'There is nothing here.'I opened the side table's drawer only to find it empty. My wrists ached in the ropes that tightlybound them. 'At least I'm not chained to the bed.'

My feet touched the cold floor as I push off the bed. A sudden rush of dizziness hit me and caused me to almost collapse onto the ground. 'Ok. Got to be careful. Who knows what side effects that drug they kept pumping into me has.'

I walked over to the closet. Inside was very revealing clothing made of lace, silk, and leather. I blushed. 'WTF! I shouldn't judge this could be a girlfriend's room.'

I closed the closet and sat back down on the bed. There wasn't anything in the room that I could have used to cut the ropes. I sighed and curled into myself. 'I just want to go home.'

A few hours later, I was shaken awake. I opened my eyes and noticed it was the medic from before. 'What was his name again?'

"Good your awake. Let's go."

The blond boy dragged me out of the room. My vision was still a little blurry from sleep but I managed to keep up. He sat me down on a chair before giving me a checkup. I weakly pulled away from him as he shined a light on my eyes. When he was finally done, I felt his fingers stroke my hair. It was soothing.

"No side effects so far. Do you feel any pain? Dizziness? Nausea?"

I shook my head. "Not since earlier."

He hummed and smiled. "Stand up."

He pulled me up and I wobbled a bit.I was led to a room I have never seen. In the room on the couch was that dark haired boy from before. The blond medic pushed me causing me to fall at the other boy's feet. I groan in pain.

"Everything is fine. No visual side effects. It works fine if you want to sell it."

"Well done Will. You've outdone yourself yet again. Where is Jason?"

"He left to get food and toys."

"Let me know when he is back. There is something I need you both to go get."

Will nodded. "Don't have too much fun without us Nico."

Nico hummed as Will left the room closing the door behind him.

"Stand up."

I struggled a bit to get off the floor but I managed. Nico grabbed my waist and forced me to sit on his lap flushed against his chest. After he removed the ropes that bound my wrist together, I blushed and tried to push away but he grabbed my arm and pulled it behind my back.

"None of that."

I felt Nico's breath as he placed his head on my shoulder. He ran his tongue along my neck searching for a sweet spot. I couldn't help but moan when he found it. I could feel him smirking against my neck.

"Found it."

His hand crept down to my ass and he squeezed tightly. Then he spanked me causing me to moan.

"Hmmm. Interesting."

He moved me so that my ass was more accessible to him and spanked me again.

"You like that don't you. Being spanked. What a kinky little slut you'll turn out to be."

Nico began to make me feel so much pleasure. His hands roamed my body as he sucked on my neck. I could feel myself getting harder.

"I'm gonna...I'm gonna..."

Just before I could release, Nico put a cock ring on me. I whimpered and groaned in frustration.

When I couldn't take it any longer, I pleaded and begged. "Please. Please." I pant desperately trying to find a way to cum.

"Beg. Beg like the slut that you are. Beg your master to let you cum." He whispered in my ear.

It was humiliating. I was practically humping Nico like a dog. My face was red from embarrassment.

"Please let me cum."

Nico just smirked and spanked me again. I blushed as I realized what he wanted me to say.

"Please master. Please let me cum."

He made a face like he was thinking about it and then told me no. I bit my lip to hold in the whimper of frustration. 'He toying with me. My pain is just for his amusement. I have no doubt that he wants to turn me into a slutty whore who can't function without his cock.'

I was pushed onto my knees with my face towards the pale italian's crotch. Nico's hand grabbed a bit of my hair and moved it closer. Without words, I knew what he wanted. I won't lie. I am absolutely terrified. I widened my eyes a looked up to see a cruel smirk on my captor's face. Gulping hard, I removed his cock from his tightly jeans. He guided one of my hands to start pumping. Once he found an acceptable rhythm, he release my hand. Allowing me to continue on my own. He would tighten the grip on my hair if my pace was to slow.

"Open up."

His free hand grabbed my face and massaged my locked jaw. Nico quickly stuck three fingers in my mouth.

"Suck."

I coated his fingers with saliva and he pulled them out. To replace his fingers, he forced his cock into my open mouth.

"Good boy." Nico said with a smug smirk.