Hello! It's been brought to my attention that Percy might have seemed "abusive" in the last chapter. This is not so, as it was just a dominant/submissive part of the story. Do not be concerned- I will not kill your feels. Check out my polls! Comments etc. are all welcome!

Annabeth was pressed against the moist shower wall, her boyfriend Percy holding her up.

"Enough," he flatly said.

She immediately stopped. The overwhelming amount of raw passion and power in his voice had her almost begging for anything. When he said stop, she stopped. When he said bend over, she obeyed. Such was the nature of her arousal. For so long she had always been the one who had to lead everyone. She was the one they all relied on, even Percy, but now, having someone over her who had an air of authority telling her what to do was too much. Annabeth loved every moment of it.

Percy leaned forward and kissed her forcefully on her full, pouting lips. They tasted like honey. It was only barely noticeable, but that's what was so sensual- the idea that that was her natural flavor.

He positioned his enlarged cock outside her pink protruding lips. The area seeped with her juices, adding a light musky smell to the otherwise clean smell of the shower. The extra steam, caused by Percy's accidental control over the water's temperature, mixed with her womanly scent and flowed into his airways. Annabeth's pheromones were subliminally turning him on. They took control of him and transformed him into an animalistic version of himself- one that was hungry for the sweet pink flesh of his girlfriend's pussy.

Annabeth watched on as Percy took absolute control over her body. He played with her breasts, their large proportional weight bouncing in his hands. While he was preoccupied with her figure, she stole several glances at her man. He was, without the slightest doubt, the most beautiful man she had ever laid eyes on. His long, lean muscles ripped under the stress of holding her against the wall for so long. His veins popped against his lightly tanned skin.

She couldn't help but stare.

Percy was the envy of the camp, and she knew it. Not only were his feats on the battlefield something everyone of all cabins admired and envied, but it was his roughish good looks that brought most of the attention from her girlfriends. Annabeth was always catching them talk about him as if he was a god, and it turned her on to the point that she had to go relieve herself before she could continue her day. She had the prize of the camp.

"Enough," Percy whispered, his voice hoarse. "Spread those tight little lips of yours for me," he commanded.

Annabeth realized that he was referring to her pussy, still pressed against his cock. "Yes sir," she quickly replied. She spread her labia, revealing herself to his hungry gaze.

Without waiting, without warning, he pushed forward. This was the sign of a truly dominant man: no politeness, just pleasure. After his initial thrust, there was no holding back. All of his most animalistic urges broke to the surface, his instincts taking full control. They told him to pound his woman; to render her senseless.

Percy listened to his inner beast.

The whole cabin shook as Annabeth was pushed forcefully back against the wall.

Percy was relentless: with each thrust, he drove deeper into her beloved crevice, and with each dive, his pace increased ever so slightly. Within minutes, their bodies were covered in a thick layer of hot sweat, their bodies reacting to each other.

Annabeth was moaning with a renewed vigor, "Ooh! Uuh yes! Fuck Percy, fuck me!"

WHACK! SLAP!

Her ass jiggled as his punishing hand came down forcefully. Despite his long straining efforts, he still managed to growl, "What did I say cunt? Don't talk! Now shut the fuck up!"

After that, Annabeth silenced herself to quiet whimpers and moans. "Oooh! Uhh! Uuuh! Oh!" she yelled out, her climax within reach.

"Don't you dare cum before me you slutty little fuck!" Percy rumbled. His voice was much deeper than usual, partly because of all the steam that rose from the shower, and because of his raging animalistic side. His only priority was to reach as deep as he could within her and unleash his cum in her pussy. She could not be allowed to cum first.

His pace increasing even more, Percy edged his climax, "Uuuuhhhh! Uuuh! Fuck yes!"

SLAP!

Another slap to her behind, which was now colored bright red, and Percy tipped his limit and unleashed his massive load deep within her.

Annabeth, feeling her master finish, used her free hand to pinch and twist her clit, driving her towards her orgasm. It washed over her and the veins in her body seemed to flow with warm butter. She screamed out as the pleasure, the pure, sinful pleasure, racked through her body.

"OOOHHH! UUUUHHH! UH! UH! UH! UUUHHHH!"

Her body violently shook with intense shudders for minutes after Percy had finished. His old self back, he watched on with his sea-green eyes, a wry smile played across his lips.

"I assume you enjoyed that?" he asked with an innocent tone.

End of Part 12