Plowing the Gardens

I woke from my coma blind and confused, staring through a very thick veil of something. As my eyes adjusted to the mediocre light of this situation, I realized I was actually buried in the mane of Annabeth's hair. Hair in the mouth… not on my top ten list of ways to wake up.

I coughed as I sat up, pulling Annabeth's golden curls off me. I looked at her by my side. Just like Piper, Annabeth looked nothing like the night before. She terrified me then, but this looked like my normal beautiful girlfriend.

The memories of the previous night pierced my morning haziness. Despite her words, did it really justify what she did? I mean… she basically… No… she couldn't have… could she?

I groaned at the memory, not quite sure what to make of the situation. On one hand, I could get even with her… But I couldn't bring myself to do what she did. Even I knew better than to go that far.

I looked down at her passed out form. The sun wasn't even fully out yet, so I wasn't going to complain, though it did make me question why I woke up so early. Was my stamina increasing? However, when one considers how much Annabeth exerted herself yesterday, her sleeping should be no surprise. I decided to clear my head and collect myself.

I leaned over and kissed Annabeth's head , resulting in some sleepy mumbling, and pulled myself out of bed. Just as I started to stand, my legs collapsed before me, allowing my face to become familiar with the floor.

Ow.

My legs were done in, my face started to burn, my chest stung, and my crotch… well let's just say my crotch needed a break after last night's activities.

Water. Water's what I needed. I dragged myself to the bathroom and wormed my way into the jacuzzi. Up until this point, I always used the showers, which of course were just large enough to fit two people. I pulled myself to the nozzle and turned it on, practically sticking my head under the torrent of water that rushed out and filled the tub.

Immediately, my body started to feel better. My face no longer throbbed, the cut on my chest closed up and vanished, and my legs felt reinvigorated. My crotch was still sore, but I had a feeling it would take a lot more to undo the damage Annabeth did to it. I couldn't find myself holding it against her though. Sure, she went a little nuts last night… okay really nuts… okay, maybe she went way over the line. Despite that, I couldn't help but feel bad at how much she struggled before finding me and even afterwards.

Stop it. Bad Percy. You need to focus on the here and now. You are on an island full of some of your best friends, all of whom have to have sex with you. Life couldn't be better… Did I really say that? Ugh. This is really starting to go to my head. How long is it until this place actually changes me?

In any case, my muscles felt better, so I started washing myself down and finished up my time in the bath. Instead of using a towel, I willed myself dry and walked out to my room. As I dressed, I glanced over to see Annabeth still lost in her slumber, taking hold of the pillow I slept on. I smiled a bit as I enjoyed how cute she looked. I quickly dressed in another tee shirt and some basketball shorts. I grabbed my cut up shirt from the previous day, and sighed as I threw it into a wastebasket by my desk.

Let's go see if I can walk off the pain in my pants.

Small tufts of cloud floated through the pink morning sky. I walked along the outskirts of the house of the villa, taking in all of the sights and enjoying the various attractions my home offered. After a while, I stumbled across a sight I never really took the time to appreciate before.

The gardens were lovely and simply teeming with colors of every shade. Fruits and vegetables mixed in immaculately with flowers and herbs. The smells and colors were almost like a drug with how overwhelming they were. What excited me the most though was in the middle of the rosemary patch, troweling away at the soil. Katie Gardner.

I briskly made my way over to the Demeter girl, curious if I could contribute to the beauty of the garden.

"Hey, Katie. Working hard?"

She barely regarded me. "Hey, Percy. Don't you know it. How about you? Enjoy breaking the bed with Annabeth last night?"

"Woah, wait. What?"

She looked back at me, "Did you honestly think none of us could hear you? By the way, you sound cute when you beg."

I will admit, my hands started clamming up. "Umm… well… I don't know what to say at this point, except that you have never been at the mercy of Annabeth."

She seemed to ponder for a few seconds. "Fair point. She is scary enough without adding sexual frustration on top of that. Oh. Also, your escapades last night kind of kept everyone up, so don't be surprised if everyone takes a while to wake up."

Were the walls really that bad at cancelling noise? You'd think a harem would be one of the first places where you want to have highly insulated walls. Then again, Tyson led the construction. His poor innocent soul would never imagine what activities took place. I definitely need to get some way to cancel out noise between the rooms, otherwise we may end up having another situation like this again.

I was so caught up in thought, I failed to notice Katie calling me.

"Hey, Percy. Gods, do I have to smack you to get you to snap out of it? Stop checking out my ass and listen."

I never realized where my eyes focused on. Curse you brain! But now that she mentioned it, she did have a really nice rear. Demeter definitely blessed her daughter with some generous curves around her gardener muscles. She was still fit, as most veteran campers were, but you could tell she got her carbs everyday.

Come to think of it, I never really took any time to actually look at Katie. She shared the signature Demeter traits of golden brown hair and hazel eyes. Her face resembled her mother's; stern, almost warlike, but still regal enough to be considered royalty. Prominent cheekbones framed nearly her entire appearance, though her lack of makeup failed to detract from her beauty.

Crap. She's still calling me. Brain, I am so going to whoop you later by reading.

No, my brain called back, anything but that.

Katie stood in front of me, snapping her fingers to get my attention. When that failed, she resorted to slapping me upside the head. Why did everyone have to slap me? And why were the gods not enforcing the rule not to hurt me?

"Ow! Dang Katie. You're a lot stronger than I gave you credit for."

She looked a little miffed, but pleased with herself all at once. "Consider it a reward from working in the gardens a lot. Now are you gonna listen or not?"

"What do you mean?"

She rolled her eyes. "I could use some help out here. Calypso is still asleep and I wanted to have all of this rosemary sowed so we could have some with our dinner in a few nights."

Her logic seemed sound. "Absolutely. Where do I start?"

We kept working in the garden for about an hour or so. We plucked all of the good rosemary and resowed all of the bushels that could use more time. I never realized how fun garden work was, or how much strain it put on my arms. Those were sore to say the least.

I went to get some water and got Katie some as well. I returned to find her with her back to me still digging away, trying to pull out some roots. "Hey, Katie. Take a break to drink something." I motioned to give my water to her, but she wasn't even fazed.

"Maybe in a little bit. Could you hand me the spade?"

Unsure of the little shovel's whereabouts, I squatted down to put my waters to the side to look for it. Katie reached behind her, clearly expecting the spade. While she did end up grabbing a tool, I doubt it's what she was looking for. She grunted in confusion as she felt around, realizing too late what the contents in her hand were.

She gasped. "Percy?"

I went silent, too stunned to even register her voice. My eyes were wide with shock and my mouth hung open slightly.

She stroked it a bit before slowly turning her head around to face me. She looked down to see what her hand was grabbing.

"Oh gods, Percy," she whispered, her voice almost inaudible in the morning breeze. She stared at it like a child introduced to chocolate for the first time. She looked… hungry.

With one lick of her lips, she turned herself around so her whole body faced me. She crawled forward until her head hovered inches away from mine. She looked up to me with a slight pout.

"Come on, Percy. I've been waiting so patiently for this. Can't I have a little taste?"

I kneeled there in a moment of stunned silence. "Um. Well… I mean. Sure… If you want."

She gave me a wide grin as she curled her fingers around the hem of my shorts and pulled them down. Once they were past my knees, she paused.

"What did she do to you!?" Her face shot up with a panicked expression.

"Um… well…" I failed to articulate my thoughts. After all, I couldn't quite understand what Annabeth did to me last night either.

"Does it hurt?" She took the length into her calloused hand with a surprising gentleness.

"… A bit," I admitted.

"Oh, you poor thing. I'll take care of this as best as I can."

Without skipping a beat, my little head passed through her lips as she licked along the underside. While she didn't have the raw passion of Piper or the skill of Annabeth, she still remained a generous lover. She utilized a simple technique, preferring a hands off approach. No doubt she understood how much damage her callouses could deal to my sensitive penis.

Her hands rested on my thighs, pushing me backwards until I sat in the dirt. Her miry mouth squelched as she bobbed her head, making no effort to suck, focusing her attention on massaging the organ with her mouth without harming it further.

"Gods, Katie. This is fantastic."

She pulled off with a bright smile. With one leisurely lick along the shaft, she kneaded my thighs before removing herself entirely.

"I'm glad my work is enjoyed. Does it hurt at all?"

"A little bit," I said between short pants. "But it's not because of you. I think there's just too much built up."

"Well then," she said with a coy smile, "I better take care of that."

Her lips returned to envelope my head before plunging herself further along the meat than before. I flinched at the feel of her fingers trailing along my throbbing gonads. Not once did she squeeze, nor did she even press into them. She simply raked her nails across them in gentle circles.

As I acclimated myself to the new sensation, Katie pushed herself further along the shaft. Her eyes bugged as the pulsing organ slid down her throat, clear strain on her face as she struggled not to choke. Several minutes passed, but she eventually managed to meet her nose with my pelvis. Her tongue tenderly caressed the jewels before her mouth, brushing them with soft strokes.

Unable to hold the position, she pulled away coughing and drooling. Tears ran down her eyes as she heaved.

"Are you okay?"

She grinned up at me. "Oh, yeah. Just a little over enthusiastic is all."

Without allowing another second to pass, she returned to her previous position, lodging my phallus deep in her throat. Her eyes bugged once again as tears welled up, but she didn't once pull away. Rather, she massaged me with swallowing motions, constricting her esophagus around me, not once taking her warm eyes off of mine. The mix of her looks and the sensations overloaded my ability to think. Pressure built up in my scrotum with a familiar pain. Too late did I realize what it signalled.

"Katie, I'm gonna…"

She hummed along the length, deliberately sending vibrations that would have caused me to collapse if I weren't already sitting. Her mouth pulled away by a bit, but still clutched her treat between her lips, stroking the tip with her tongue.

Unable to hold back any further, the pressure released in painful waves. I froze, nearly blacking out as my hips bucked. Several globs of semen poured into her mouth, but not once did she pull away. Rather, she moaned in response to the warm cream filling her mouth, making no effort to move it anywhere else.

The moment passed after a near eternity. With the tension released, I let out heavy sigh of relief. Katie pulled away, holding her hand beneath her lips to catch any rogue drops. For a few seconds, she swished the fertile liquid in her mouth, savoring the taste. I half expected her to spit it out. After all, semen doesn't exactly rank high on the list for best flavors. To my surprise, she swallowed it all. She even went so far as to lick up a few stray strands clinging to my penis.

"Well, Percy, it looks like you've been eating well. Though you could definitely use some more fruits in your diet."

Unable to form a response, I offered a nervous smile. When I looked to see her hand still swiping off a strand of cum, my face turned to horror.

"How am I still hard!? There's no way that's possible!"

Katie offered a warm, though mischievous smile. "You've apparently never been with a daughter of Demeter. We can energize our lovers using our surroundings as long as we're around plant life. You didn't seriously think I was done with you, right?"

At first, I really couldn't tell you what happened. Before I could offer a reply, a flurry of vines lashed out of the ground and wrapped around her wrists and ankles, soon stretching her out on the ground of the garden. She tried to fight them off, but the vines held fast.

It took awhile for me to realize that this was her punishment for slapping me earlier. Was Demeter actually giving me permission to take her daughter? Not by my count. Not like this. I moved to pull the vines away, but they were much tougher than I realized. Even after I slashed at them with Riptide, they didn't budge.

After my failed attempts at trying to removed her restraints, Katie stopped trying to thrash around and growled in frustration.

"Okay, mom. If that's how you're going to play this…"

She closed her eyes and whispered something under her breath. Soon soft grass sprouted around us. Following that came a bunch of wooden tendrils that began to encircle us. Within moments we were trapped inside of a sphere of wood and leaves.

"There," Katie said, "now no one can interrupt us. Where were we?"

I looked down to her. "Wait, are you seriously saying—"

"Yes, I am. I'm not getting out of this until my mom is satisfied. Besides, I was planning on going down this route anyways, so I may as well embrace it. Sure I wanted to use my hands a bit more, but if this is how I have to take it, then fine…"

I gulped harshly. A performance. Seriously, are the gods deliberately making things more complicated?

After mentally slapping myself over and over again, I finally came around and decided to go with it. If the gods wanted a performance, I was going to make damn sure that Demeter envied her daughter afterwards (I promise I'm not spiteful or anything… okay maybe a little). Besides, I highly doubted Katie would be too happy with me if I just left her there.

An awkward smile passed between us as I picked up her hips and slid her underwear down her thighs. I simply lifted up the skirt to her dress and licked my lips hungrily at the sight of my breakfast. My face dove down into her snatch and devoured the juices she already expelled.

"Oh, Percy," she gasped.

I refused to relent, eating her out with a refreshed vigor. An earthy and invigorating scent permeated the small shelter, making me feel as if I could go at this for hours. Her juices seemed to be a bit stickier than the previous girls, but it's intoxicating scent nearly drove me to grovel on the spot. The divine earthy taste mixed with the viscous fluid reminded me of syrup. I almost wanted to make some pancakes and have her squirt on them. Almost.

Her thighs jiggled against the ground as I indulged on her sweet, musky slit. Her fluids ran down the base of her buttocks and seeped into the earth, no doubt offering a fantastic fertilizer. Despite her less than ideal situation, being tied up and all, she still let out a flood of cries and moans.

"Gods, yes! Please don't stop! Fuck, Percy!"

Within minutes, my face glistened with her sticky juices. My nostrils failed to register any other scent except for hers. I realized what she was getting at earlier. My weariness from her previous actions wore away. I wanted to return the favor. I needed to return the favor.

With no other thoughts entering my mind, I picked myself up and squatted above her entrance, my equipment ready to plow this field (gods that was a bad joke).

I gave her a bit of time to compose herself and steady her breathing. She looked down and realized exactly what position she was in. She gave me a determined nod. With that, I pushed myself past her second set of lips and into her waiting cunt. Her walls were warm and wet, like a recently watered field of wheat on a midsummer afternoon, but it made it all the easier to pound away at her. And pound away I did.

In the back of my mind, I asked myself why I didn't start off with a slower pace. A voice in my head nearly screamed in reply. Take back the control you lost! She's no delicate flower!

"Oh Gods! Yes, Percy! Yes! Yes! YES!"

She let herself go completely as I continued battering her hips into the soft grass. Her balmy and snug pussy trembled as I pistoned myself in and out of it like it would be my last time ever getting this experience. Soon, she failed to make tangible words or phrases. Rather, she groaned and drooled, relinquishing just about all control she had, not that there was much to begin with. The squelching of our hips meeting soon sounded throughout the dome, muffled only by the grass and wood.

Seconds later, her legs all but stopped their trembling. I spent days wondering why she went so limp when only moments before, her nirvanic screams rang throughout. I should have taken the pool of fluids at my knees as a hint.

I failed to recognize the extent of the situation and continued mercilessly drilling her, determined to get my fix out of this. Her groans were slowly but surely getting louder. Somewhere along the line, I must have really rocked hard, because her breasts spilled out of her dress and flopped back and forth as I bashed my hips against hers.

Knowing my finish was near, my last string of thoughts were to ensure Katie's satisfaction. Using the last of my second wind, I took hold of her flaunting mammaries and hammered away faster than before. With a deep growl, I quickly lunged at Katie's face and kissed her deeply.

Still sensitive from her previous orgasm, and unable to handle all of my actions at once, Katie screamed into my mouth as she clamped down onto me and sprayed her juices onto the grass. I couldn't hold it anymore. With one last final growl that reverberated deep into her throat, I unleashed a wave of my cum deep inside of her. Our legs twitched until we were all but finished expelling our fluids on or in the other.

I breathed heavily. "That. Was. Incredible."

She tried to laugh, but it came out as dry exhale. "You're telling me."

The irony of being tired in this situation was her mere presence revitalizing me. I pulled off of her and leaned back. The tendrils that held her receded into the ground. Obviously her mother seemed satisfied with our performance.

That idea startled me more than I expected. Performance… Were they like keeping score and rating me as I went along? Gods that is creepy.

Katie fingered the cum from inside of her and slurped it into her mouth. When she finished dripping, she pulled her panties up her thighs and stood up.

I chuckled. "I feel like I could go several more rounds."

She raised her eyebrow. "Maybe you can, but I am not about to go through that. Though, I won't complain if we do this again in a few days."

She raised her hands and waved them in a wide circular motion while muttering, and the dome around us collapsed back into the dirt. Soon, no evidence of what we just did could be seen.

"You know. It's kind of creepy how you could just lock someone in that."

She laughed and took my hand to pull me up. "It's a protection ability. I can't use it to trap people. I can only cast it around myself. It's just about completely impervious, and as a bonus, it's completely soundproof." She gave a little wink.

"Well that's a good thing. Otherwise every other girl here would be out to get my head now."

She laughed wholeheartedly as we walked back inside. "Maybe the one between your legs. Seriously, that thing gave me a workout. I hope you're feeling better, by the way."

"I think I am. You definitely gave me the release I needed."

"Glad to hear it. Don't hesitate to see me if you ever need another release."

I laughed at her comment, and hugged her as she took off. She went to go clean herself up, and I went to the kitchen to fulfil my earlier desire for blueberry pancakes.

I indulged in the fantastic meal as the others finally strolled out. Given the time, I couldn't help but wonder how badly Annabeth and I kept them up. Speaking of which, she was one of the first ones out and about.

"Hey, Wise Girl. Sleep well?"

She collapsed on a chair at the dining table and dropped her head onto the table. "I'm sooooorrrreee," she groaned. She looked up at me with a tired glare. "You actually bruised me quite a bit last night."

Seriously!? After what she pulled last night, she's upset about being bruised!? But… maybe I should have been gentler… right?

I shrugged sheepishly and gave her a kiss. "You'll feel better in due time. Where do we keep the ambrosia and nectar?"

She gave me a quizzical look. "We don't have any here. This is supposed to be a paradise free from all harm. There would be no reason for us to have it."

That made no sense to me. Not only were there plenty of ways to still get hurt, but the gods ate nothing but ambrosia. How exactly are we immortal but eat regular food? Albeit, amazing regular food, but still regular food.

Annabeth leaned her head against me. "I'll get better, Seaweed Brain. It just means you have more time to spend with the other girls."

I may have blushed a bit at this, but I didn't let it show to the others. The last of the girls walked into the dining room, all of them with dark circles under their eyes. Reyna, in particular, looked like she had a rough night.

"Guys, did none of you sleep?"

Reyna glared at me. "It wasn't for lack of trying. We could hear you with Annabeth all night. You guys didn't stop until like three in the morning. You could have at least left the house like you did with Piper." A familiar venom rang in her voice as the name of her rival passed through her lips.

Annabeth, Piper, and I gave our best impression of a tomato garden.

"Was it really that bad?" I asked.

Everyone at the table nodded.

"You better have that kind of enthusiasm with me, Kelp Head."

Everyone burst out laughing at Thalia's comment.

"Seriously though," she continued, "you guys were doing things that shocked even me."

"We shocked the daughter of Zeus? Oh, the irony." A momentary stare off ensued between the two demigoddesses, but both busted out laughing seconds later.

The conversation continued like this. Everyone had to ask about why I sounded like I was in fear of my life while Annabeth sounded like a dominatrix (because both of those statements were true). Eventually the conversation moved down a route I knew was inevitable. Today was the day we had to figure out a plan for the rest of the girls. I never thought arranging girls to sleep with me would be this intimidating and stressful. Of course, with all of the time I spent the last two days, I never gave this any thought.

Leave it to Annabeth to have an answer for them. Seriously, what would I ever do without this girl?

"Well, initially, my plan was to do a sort of lottery system where we draw a new name every day. The thing is, that is just demeaning on so many levels. So I came up with a method I call the 'Anonymous Tip.'" She pulled a small sack out of her pocket and spilled its contents out onto the dining table. Out of the little sack came a small pile of drachmas.

"I recently went to Olympus and asked Hephaestus to make these. They are customized drachmas, one for each person who has yet to share a bed with Percy. On one side of each, they have the initials of the person they represent, and on the other, there is an emblem that I best thought would represent each girl. This is obviously not including the nymphs, as they will do their own thing with Percy on their own time."

I took a look at each of the drachmas. The emblems were as follows: a lightning bolt for Thalia, a horse with a big diamond behind it for Hazel, a flurry of hearts for Silena, a moonlace flower for Calypso, a lipstick print for Drew, the huntress constellation for Zoë (she teared up a bit), a bow with a skull behind it for Bianca, a pegasus with crossed spears behind it for Reyna, a paintbrush and palette for Rachel, and an oak tree in a wheat field for Katie.

I decided to lay the truth on her. "Um. Annabeth. One of those drachmas won't be needed."

She looked confused at first, but then scanned everyone's face at the table. I suppose she took notice of the one person who didn't look like they were still waking up. "Katie. You two have already done it? Wow. I'm impressed."

Despite her words, I recognized the twinge of jealousy in her voice. The same note only ever rang whenever our conversation fell on the topic of Rachel or Calypso.

Is she really jealous despite handing out coins to get these girls laid?

Katie shrugged. "Blame my mother. She made it all too easy for him to get what he wanted."

"Hey," I said defensively, "you instigated that by slapping me."

Everyone busted out laughing with that statement. For one moment, the tension that hung over the situation all but vanished. To see so many people smiling, even though we all knew what the future held for us, warmed my heart.

"Well," Annabeth stepped in, her face flushed and lips tight, "in any event, everyone has a coin for them. So go ahead and take yours; minus Katie now."

Zoë raised her hand before speaking. "I am afraid I don't quite understand. How is this anonymous if we all can clearly tell who the coin holder is?"

"I was just about to get to that. This is basically a means to prevent anyone here from having to risk publicly asking Percy to sleep with them. Now if you have no qualms against having everyone know, more power to you. You don't have to use this system. But for those of us that value discretion, simply slide this coin under our bedroom door at any time. We'll know who put it there. After that, Percy will come and talk to you to make sure you are serious about it. After that, enjoy your time."

About half of the girls were blushing by this point. Not that I could blame them. I was also taken aback by how casually Annabeth was able to arrange for people to have sex with me. Especially with the rage so evident on her face.

"Well. Now that this whole debacle is taken care of, let's get some food out here."

Never before have I scarfed down a second breakfast so quickly.

Following the close of the meal, I told Annabeth about my little system going on with the nymphs and the meeting I scheduled with Palírroia in the evening.

"I know you said the whole lottery aspect was demeaning, but I've already made it clear with them sex is not my intention. If it ends up working out that way, then oh well."

She gave me a curious look. "You seem to be taking this a lot differently than I was expecting."

I wasn't too sure how to answer. "I… I think I've gotten past the rejection phase of all of this. I've tried coming up with ideas to get around this, but… nothing worked."

Her eyes narrowed slightly as she read my face. "You may have given this some thought. But I think your own doubts are keeping you from acting on them. You haven't talked to anyone about this. Something is telling me you really don't want to."

Crap… She just caught me lying to her. What's going on with me? I would never lie to Annabeth!

But I can't help but think what she says is true. The longer this goes on, the less I feel like fighting it. And above all else, I start to feel like I don't want to lose this. This place… It's messing with my head. This gift from the gods is changing the way I think. How long is it until I forget who I am and why I'm here?

Evidently reading my panic, Annabeth knocked on my forehead to get my attention. "Hey, it's fine. You're a guy. This is like nirvana for you. No point in me getting upset over it, because it was literally shoved onto you before you even knew about it."

"It's not that, Annabeth. I'm… I'm afraid I'm losing myself. I would never outright lie to you. I would never just go and enjoy claiming several girls for myself. This place is screwing with my head and I don't want it to change me."

At this point my elbows were on my knees and my face was buried in my palms. There is always a catch to these gifts. There is always a price.

"Hey," she picked my face up by my chin and held it in place. "We'll figure this out. I didn't go through hell and back just to lose you to heaven."

With that, she kissed me. Just a tender kiss, but it melted my brain with its warmth. For a few moments, my mind calmed and cleared. This woman really had quite the effect on me. For someone who, only moments before, showed clear signs of hating this, she certainly flipped the switch when it came to caring for me.

Wait! But last night, she just—

Shut up! I love her!

She pulled back. "Now. As I recall, you have a date with a sea nymph."

A/N - For those that found last chapter to be a bit much, just know that it existed for a reason. To make a bit of a reply, this is definitely a Percabeth storyline. Just you wait for what it entails. Also, I hope you guys enjoyed where I went with Katie. While her major contributions will but put on hold for a bit, as her character motivation exists outside of the main plot, I definitely need to move things along.

Speaking of which, I want a little bit of input from everyone. For the smutty scenes, I am striving to make each one unique. Trust me, while I already have every scene planned out, and have quite a few varied ideas, I'd still like some input on what you guys think could work. Also keep in mind that I want to make sure that everyone stays in character (so no suddenly turning Hazel into a dom or anything along those lines). Please shoot out any ideas, so long as they abide by the guidelines within the disclaimer. Locations, positions, pairings, personalities, etc.

As always, leave a review. This is Ronin signing off.