When Clarisse woke up she was met with a thudding headache, groaning in pain feeling the welt on the back of her head. She got angry very quickly. Whoever struck her from behind was a coward, and when she got her hands on whomever was behind it she was going to tear them apart. Speaking of her hands, however, that was when she realized they were tied above her head as she sat against the wall. She tugged at her wrists resting the restraints. The knots were tight, the rope strong enough to resist her incredible strength.
"What I get my hands on you" she growled menacingly, "I'm going to make you pay." She glared into the dark room she was confined in. The walls were made of rock, looking more like a cave than a basement. Not that she had a kidnapping preference. She was still wearing her clothes, her T-shirt and shorts and trainers. Her strategic mind looked for exits and possible weapons she could use, peering into the gloom for any signs of her attacker. But she couldn't make out anything. Not until she glanced over to the left where she saw a figure kneeling on the floor staring at her.
Clarisse stared in surprise as she saw Rachel sat quietly completely naked staring back at her. She went to shout some vulgar comments at her until she noticed how vacant and distant her expression appeared. It was like the lights were on but nobody was home. "Rachel! What's going on? Get me out of here!" She ordered pulling at her bindings. The oracle didn't move. She didn't even blink. Something about this unnerved Clarisse. "Hello? You in there Rachel? Please tell me you haven't spaced out and gone into oracle mode."
Rachel didn't respond. After a short while though she suddenly turned her head, as of hearing something in the gloom. Clarisse looked out into the cave, wondering what caught her attention, when she saw the large shape rise out of the shadows to greet the pair of them. Out of the darkness a foreboding hideous creature floated up on a mass of tentacles, it's skin shifting to blend in with the colors of the cave. Clarisse wasn't fazed. She was the daughter of Ares. It would take a lot more than this to intimidate her. "Whatever you are… when I get my hands on you, you are going to…"
The creature didn't have the patience to let her finish. It had slept all day building up its strength and was eager to get started. Fucking it's proxy was a nice warm up. But now it required fresh bodies. Before Clarisse could finish speaking it shot out it's arm to wrap around her throat, choking the words out of her. The young woman gasped at it squeezed tightly, lifting up her up off her feet pinning her to the wall. She kicked out at it but it's arm held her out of reach, tightening its grip around her neck. It watched in amusement as the girl struggled to fight back as she gasped for air, her face turning blue as her body started to sag. When her strength faded it wrapped two more arms around her legs to restrain her, her wrists still bound tightly above her head. Clarisse stared desperately to the creature as it strangled her, watching in concern as a fourth tentacle came up and pushed into her mouth cutting off the last of her airway, forcing itself down her throat. It liked how tight her neck muscles squeezed it as it squeezed her. But she wouldn't serve his purpose suffocating. It injected its cum into her mouth so it's poison could seep into her bloodstream, releasing the girl so she could inhale its fluid alongside her oxygen.
Clarisse sucked in gulps of air as her head sagged forwards, her hair falling over her face. She wasn't scared. She'd had closer calls than that when it came to strangulation. She was more disgusted that it had cum in her mouth and forced her to drink it. Now she was furious. "Is that…is that the best you've got?" She asked it raising her eyes to glare at it.
The creature was curious a moment, wondering if it's reliable poison hadn't taken effect. But the look in the girls eyes held primal rage as well as animalistic lust. It could see it. She liked it rough. Good, it thought. We don't need to be gentle.
It made short work of her clothes, tearing them to shreds until all Clarisse had left was her trainers and a few ripped pieces of fabric, revealing her large round breasts, muscular arms and legs, toned stomach with firm and prominent abs and her bushy haired pussy. If there was a poster for the camps strongest and scariest female demigod she'd be on it, including the animalistic glare in her eyes as she looked up at the creature. Whatever was in its cum had awoken a powerful sexual predator waiting to be unleashed. The two tentacles holding her legs whipped them to the sides opening her thighs for it to slam a thick tendril into her sex, forgoing foreplay in order to penetrate the horny angry young woman.
"Fuck!" She growled whipping her head back in a snarl as it punched into her vagina, forcing itself into her body without preparation. It hurt a little but the cold reality was this was what turned her on most. So many times she hooked up with boys and had to beg them to just take her like a man and fuck her brains out. Just take her behind the stables, bend her over and smash her from behind without any of that lovey dubby Crap. "Give it to me you disgusting motherfucker!" She spat as she clenched it's cock, jerking her hips against it in challenge. "Show me what you can do!"
Oh, we are going to enjoy this.
Rachel sat watching silently as the strong and powerful demigod was dominated by the creature, it's tentacles plowing into her body over and over slamming her against the cave wall hard enough to crack the surface. Clarisse grunted and screamed as her back hit the wall, the back of her skull bouncing off the rocks. Her head started to throb but she pushed through the pain, determined not to break too easily. The creature didn't want to inadvertently render her unconscious just yet either so it wrapped its tentacle around her throat once more, pinning her against the wall thrusting into her more forcefully. She growled in response, thrusting her hips into the length riding it like a jockey milking it for all it was worth.
The creature had four tentacles free, so it sent two of them to molest her large breasts squeezing them roughly. It liked how firm them felt, as if they were as much muscle as flesh. A third tendril whipped across her chest to test the notion, causing her to scream out in pain. "Tickles" she chuckled. It whipped her again, harder, turning her skin red. It turned her on more. Lifting her legs gave it access to her ass so it could whip her backside as hard as possible, filling the cave with her screams. All the while it pumped its length into her sex, pushing deeper and faster like a piston until the friction started to burn. Her skin broke out into welts with each crack of its whip, the pain and pleasure bringing tears to Clarisse's eyes. It continued to strike her, across the arse, the back of her thighs, her stomach, her breasts, her cheeks, her armpits, her pussy. No patch of skin was left turning her whole body red and bruised.
Clarisse's body was in agony, but still she was determined not to break. She glared at the creature through sweat and tears until it drove its shaft up to her cervix. "Fuck!" She screamed as it pounded against it, forcing itself into her opening to unleash a torrent of cum into her womb. The creature was impressed. It contemplated using this woman to breed like it had the raven haired girl last night. It decided not to, for now. The night was just beginning and it had a feeling this girl could keep going for some time. It it simply filled her up with its standard cum until her belly was swelling, dragging itself out to her entrance pumping its cum into her body.
"Fuck!" She grunted feeling bloated, finally allowing herself a victorious orgasm for not breaking first. It squeezed its cock milking more of its substance while coating it with her own, her body sagging against its restraints. Her gaze fell to her stomach where her belly had grown a small amount, wondering if it was safe to be carrying so much inside her. "You better not have made me pregnant" she warned. "I am nobody's bitch."
If the creature had a mouth, it would've smiled.
Across the cave Rachel shuddered after bringing herself to climax, her juices dripping over her hand. She didn't register it however, her vacant daze still staring dead ahead. With a mental cue the creature beckoned her over to join them. She crawled over silently moving into position on her knees in front of the dripping demigod. Clarisse looked down at her as the obedient redhead leaned forward and started licking at her cum filled sex.
"Oh, yes! Good bitch" Clarisse moaned as Rachel's mouth wrapped around her sex. She bit her bottom lip thrusting her hips up to feed her pussy to the oracle, demanding she clean her out throughly. "Eat that monsters cum. Drink it all up like a good little bitch." The creature had to commend the demigod's confidence, even after the brutal pounding she had just received. But it couldn't let her think she was completely in charge so it tightened its grip around her neck and shoved its cum slick tentacle down her throat once more, completely gagging her.
Rachel followed her commands a while, lapping up the leaking cum from Clarisse's delicious pussy. But something in her mind rigged at her, suddenly causing her to pull away and vomit up the substance. "No" she whispered, her eyes blinking as the lights flickered back on momentarily. The creature growled in frustration, reacting quickly wrapping a tentacle around her neck shoving her face back between Clarisse's thighs, forcing her to practically inhale its cum. Rachel struggled against the monster, clawing at its arms and the demigod's legs until it grabbed her wrists and tied them behind her back. Her eyes watered as she reluctantly gulped down the mixture of cum and juices from Clarisse's pussy, it's poison making her body open up for further intrusion. A factor the creature made use of by burying its free tendril into her pooper.
Clarisse creamed herself when she felt Rachel scream into her sex, oblivious to the dire situation she was undergoing. All she cared about was getting throat-fucked by the tentacle in her mouth and having a pet bitch to eat her pussy. She didn't see the discomfort in Rachel's face as the thick length raped her ass. She didn't register the desperate whimper as the creature injected its special cum into her anal passage, robbing her of her free will as her eye went vacant again. All she cared about was the magnificent job she was doing down below, which suspiciously improved after the creature regained control of its proxy.
The creature scowled as it ordered the redhead to drink up ever last drop from the demigod's vagina. This little hiccup with her conditioning was proving to be a problem. If this girl wouldn't stay under its control then it needed to consider alternatives. It wasn't prepared to give up on its prized pet, however. The heavy dose of poison it injected into her should hold for a good while. It decided to test it by sending her in a new task. At its order Rachel rose up to her feet and walked out the cave, leaving Clarisse panting and at the mercy of the creature.
Clarisse watched the oracle leave, turning back to face the monster hovering over her. "What have you done to her?" She asked, moving her jaw after the tendril had pulled out of her mouth. She may have been doped up to horny levels but she could tell something wasn't right about Rachel. "Where is she going?"
The creature didn't answer her. Not in words. It was eager to push the demigod to breaking point, wrapping her up in its tentacles and violating her holes making her scream. Clarisse was a fighter, and she was ready to push against this monster unwilling to submit to its overwhelming pleasure. She would rather die than submit.
Annabeth waited until she was sure Percy was fast asleep before she got out of bed, carefully dislodging herself from his arms as he snorted quietly to himself. She felt a little pang of guilt as she got dressed, giving him an affectionate kiss on the cheek, but she couldn't sleep. He'd been so supportive all day. He could sense she was a little off and tried his best to help her through it. He was even willing to submit to her sudden fits of horny advances throughout the afternoon, first in the stables and then this evening back at the cabin. Annabeth was never usually so sexually active, she doesn't make a habit of jumping on her boyfriend every five minutes to mate like rabbits, but today she couldn't help herself. Yet even as she had Percy humping her from behind it wasn't enough. Percy wasn't enough for her any more. Not after last night.
Annabeth couldn't recall much about last night, but she knew whatever it was she needed was in the woods. So retrieving her dragon bone sword she quietly left the cabin and ventured out in that direction, avoiding the patrol harpies eager to seek out the cure for her sexual frustrations.