Oceans Collide

Before arriving to the nymphs' quarters, I ran into a very expectant looking Rachel. Despite my efforts to just give her a smile and walk on past, she grabbed my arm, yanked me towards her, and turned my lips into her personal playground.

I pulled back, breathless and startled. Our green eyes clashed with one another as I tried to speak.

"Wha... what was that about?" I asked, somewhat gasping for air.

She put her hands on her hips. "I've been wanting to do that ever since we got here. Besides, you've been panicking for too long about this. I meant what I said, I knew this was going to happen."

I eyed her curiously. "Speaking of which—"

"Yes, I am still the Oracle of Apollo. There are several oracles, but I'm the most reliable." She winked.

"So, if someone wants a prophecy, what then?"

"For the time being, there won't be any questing or prophecies. And if I get hijacked by the spirit of Delphi, then I don't know. Maybe that'll override the laws of the island and I'll be able to leave on my own for a short while."

I raised an eyebrow. "You don't sound too disappointed."

She shrugged. "I told you, I saw this coming. Besides, there are much worse ways I could be spending my time. The whole 'no dating' thing was total b.s. by the way. Apollo just wanted to get every pretty girl he could and keep them to himself. He would never stop hitting on me."

I cracked a smile. "So if I were to start hitting on you…"

She slapped my shoulder. "Don't make it cringy, at least. Don't think I won't team up with Annabeth to pop that ego of yours."

I smiled dreamily, imagining my fingers tangled in the curly hair of both Annabeth and Rachel as they sucked me off. Rachel with her lips wrapped around my head and Annabeth attending my balls… Come to think of it, maybe that isn't such a good idea. Not after last time…

Clearly reading my expression, Rachel decided to give me a gut check with a balled fist, causing me to double over.

"You know," I wheezed, "I could so make you pay for that."

Rachel feigned fear. "Oh. Well fortunately I know how to make it up to you."

She followed through by grabbing my face and pulling my lips into hers. She was definitely a skilled kisser, though I don't know where she learned it.

I moaned a bit into the kiss and rested my hands on her butt. To my surprise, it was actually quite soft and bubbly.

Never one to relent, she pulled me back until her back pressed against the wall. This was quite humorous, since she was quite a bit shorter than me, but I didn't care to be completely honest. Her lips were soft and talented, and her tongue tasted like a Caribbean fruit smoothie.

I gave her butt a nice squeeze, causing her to giggle into the kiss before pulling away.

"Well, lover boy, is that enough to make it up to you?"

"For now, you're lucky I already have plans elsewhere."

"Dang, Percy! Maybe I should try harder to land it with you."

"Is that an offer?"

"Not for a while. There's still some other things I want to finish first."

"So what, you just want to give me a kiss and leave me wanting more?"

"Pretty much, yeah. Have fun with your plans elsewhere."

She turned to leave and I took advantage by tackling her from behind and pinning her against the wall. She yelped in response, trying her best to glare at me. I turned her around and pressed my lips to hers once again. This time, my fingers twisted into her fiery curls, drawing a soft whimper from her.

I pulled away, giving my best smirk attempt. This was no first kiss for us, so I knew more than well enough what got a rise out of her. The evidence came in the form of the pouty glare she offered me, not so subtly eyeing my lips while biting her own.

Now free of my grasp, she let out a huff and marched away, taking extra care to sway her hips in a very un-Rachel like manner. I was half tempted to follow and ravage her to her heart's content, but I needed to be elsewhere.

Palírroia waited for me outside of the servants quarters. While the other nymphs had gone and selected rooms for themselves, Palírroia decided to take over all of the rooms in the servants quarters and convert it into a "public guest room." Basically, if everyone decided to stay up one night just to enjoy themselves, we could spend the night there rather than try and cram everyone into a single bedroom. Palírroia decided it would be in the best general interest to stay there to maintain upkeep. If you ask me though, I think she is just happy because she now has several rooms to herself.

"Well hello beautiful," I greeted Palírroia as I kissed her hand. "How have you been doing today?"

She slightly bowed her head and blushed immensely at my comment. "Hello, Master. I have been well. Do you require any services before we depart?"

I chuckled heartily and kissed her forehead, again resulting in her turning purple. "I only want your time and attention for the next few hours. In return, you will have mine."

With that, we took our leave of the villa and made our way through the forest towards the spring. Never one to like silence, I decided to chat with her to get to know her better.

"So, what's your story, Palírroia?"

With an inquisitive head tilt, she glanced towards me. "What do you mean, sir?"

"Tell me about yourself. Your past. Your interests. Your hobbies. Anything along those lines."

Her face took on a perplexed expression. "Um. I don't know what to say, Master. I'm afraid I have spent most of my life being raised to serve someone else. That person now being you."

Now I was concerned. "Are you serious? So you've never had time to yourself?"

She shook her head solemnly. "Only in the dungeons."

It dawned on me why she was so infatuated with how I treated Khione. She never knew kindness before and came to expect a tyrant after the way she was trained. The thought broke my heart for her. I would make sure I never go that far and make sure all of my nymphs were treated fairly.

I wanted to give her a hug, but as I moved to give her one, I wound up tripping over a rock on the ground. Yep. Standard first date stuff.

"Oh my goodness! I am so sorry, Master! Please forgive me!"

Out of seemingly nowhere, Palírroia pulled out a length of chain and held it out to me with her head bowed. Her arms trembled, as though the metal were a writhing cobra.

I just stared back dumbfounded. "Why are you apologizing? It's not your fault that I fell. I just tripped is all." I stood up and she kept her head bowed.

"I let you come to harm. As such, I must be lashed. A means to make sure it never happens again. And it allows you to impress upon me the pain you feel."

My face went red and I ground my teeth together. Was this seriously how this girl was trained? Was she honestly lashed with chains just for simple mistakes and things that weren't even her fault or responsibility? With how thick the chain was, one clean strike could kill her!

I took hold of the chain in her hands and shifted the links between my fingers. Her shivering intensified as she turned around, giving me plenty of room to strike. I am not about to give the gods that luxury.

Metallic clangs rang out as each chain link hit the gravel path, collapsing upon one another like a cobra biting its own tail. I swiftly wrapped my arms around Palírroia, and buried my face into the crook of her neck. She gasped out, clearly not expecting a bear hug from behind. Her trembling slowed and eventually stopped altogether as she leaned her head back onto mine, obviously relieved by the gentle touch.

"I am never going to hurt you," I mumbled into her neck.

Her breathing quickened. "Master, why must you be so kind to me?"

I furrowed my eyebrows and pulled my head away from her. "Why wouldn't I be? You've done nothing wrong. Should I be cruel for no reason?"

"Oh, no… Um, I mean…" She took a deep breath to regain her composure. "It is not that I don't appreciate you being kind to me. But… it is just I don't know how to react to this."

She turned around looked at my chin, causing me to sigh. "When you are talking to me, please look me in the eyes."

She shifted her eyes upwards, though they would dart away every few seconds. Her lips twitched slightly as I stared her down. Given her history with similar situations, I half expected her to tackle me.

When she didn't, I rested my hands on her shoulders. "If you don't know how to react to being treated kindly, then I'll have to keep doing it until you do." With that, I intertwined my arm with hers, and we made our way to the spring in peace.

The spring was just as she showed me the day before. The clear blue water bubbled gently and steamed against the cool evening air. The sky seemed to mirror this tranquility, as it was plastered a vibrant purple as the last few orange streaks of sunlight cast themselves across the sky.

I wasted no time making myself acquainted with the water. Within seconds, I was out of my shirt and buried chest deep in the bubbling water hole. With a quick glance, I realized Palírroia was still standing at the edge of the pool.

"Care to join me?"

She perked her head up. "May I?"

I gave her a quizzical look. "Of course. That's why I asked to have you down here."

"I… I apologize, Master. I am not used to events such as this." She stared down at her feet.

My gaze on her softened. "You mean you've never been on a date?"

She merely shook her head, still looking down, which made me smile slightly. It was kind of honoring to give this girl new experiences.

"Well. You can start your first one whenever you like. Feel free to join me if you want to. If you aren't comfortable with the idea, then you can go back. Don't worry about me getting mad about this or holding it against you."

Gears turned in her head, clicking into place before a light bulb went off. With her jaw set, she offered a startlingly determined glare; an unusual expression for most nymphs, unless they were scolding you for 'improperly watering' a tree (Juniper never forgave Connor for that incident). It was quite jarring to be honest. She stepped forward and let herself into the refreshingly hot waters of the spring. Just as I prepared to tell her not to waltz on in with her chiton still on, her dress dissipated into a cloud of mist as soon as she came into contact with the water, leaving her naked instantly.

Never before had I truly taken the time to appreciate the beauty of a sea nymph. Palírroia certainly set a high bar for what other nymphs could aspire to look like. She was petite, as all nymphs were, with many slightly elvish features, such as pointed ears and a slightly gaunt face, like she was starved. That thought worried me because I already was given a glimpse of the torture she endured. Despite her slim frame, she was still slightly curvy and built. Something told me she could probably fare well if she ended up in a brawl against most of the other girls.

I realized she was actually glowing blue as she moved her way towards me; her hair followed suit, though it came out several shades darker. Other than her eyes, her body took on an azure glow. Speaking of her eyes, they shone bright purple and glowed with a graceful radiance.

As she made her way over to me, I could help but almost feel a magnetic pull towards her. After a great deal of mentally warring with myself, I managed to regain control over my body and remain seated where I was.

She sat down next to me, pressing our shoulders against one another, making me realize her touch was quite refreshing. Despite our previous moments in the past, this still seemed new and exciting. It may have just been me empathizing with her, but I couldn't help but enjoy every second we were connected.

It didn't take long for me to realize the feeling was quite mutual. Within minutes, Palírroia went from simply brushing shoulders with me to leaning her head on my shoulder to eventually rubbing her fingers in small circles on my bicep. Despite what she was doing, she gave no indication to even realize that she was doing it. Her eyes rested shut, a blissful smile adorned her face as she sighed contentedly.

After a few more minutes, she stopped her motions and her lips took a slight downturn. She opened her eyes and looked towards me.

"Mas… um. I mean Percy. Is this really what dates are like? In the outside world I mean."

I tilted my head a bit. "For the most part. The only difference is on most dates, when the two people don't know each other that well, they usually talk more. But it isn't really that big of an issue with me. I'm just happy to see you smile the way you do."

Of course, she blushed once again, now radiating a purple glow with her initial blue glow. "If that is the case. These people who do know each other; what do they do?"

That actually required some thought. Annabeth and I were together for quite some time. I didn't have too much of my memory from when we were together, so I didn't know what to say in that regard. Most of our dates were really just us two being together during a quest. Sure they weren't ideal, but you take what you can get.

"Well, Palírroia, they spend their time simply enjoying each other's company. That can come in all forms. It can be intimate moments during a movie, loud and rushing moments at a carnival, or calm a blissful moments while taking a walk in a park. Kind of like this one. There's no real need to worry as long as you choose to live in the moment. The relaxing nature of just spending time with someone is all you really need to understand."

She pursed her lips and put on a look of deep thought. "So… The person you choose to marry. That person is the one you do this with most often?"

I pondered. "Ideally, yes. That's kind of the reason to marry them. They bring the best out of you and you enjoy being with them enough to spend your life with them."

"I see… And would having more bolster you to even greater heights than one? Is that why so many now share you?"

I sighed. "Well… This is a bit of a different circumstance. Like Annabeth for example. She and I aren't exactly married right now, but because of the fact she holds the rank of 'wife,' she is allowed to come and go as she pleases. The rest of us are together because we were forced into it."

Palírroia had her head slightly tilted to the left as she listened, her eyes grew with every word. "You speak of this place like it is a prison. Is that how you view this place?"

I let out a huge breath. I wanted to talk to someone about this for a while now, though I never thought I would be doing it with a nymph.

"In all honesty, yes, I do. I can't just leave this place behind because I'd end up abandoning my friends and all of you nymphs as well. The gods knew I would never want to do that, so as long as I have my friends here, I am trapped just the same as them."

She looked down sullenly. "I am sorry to hear that, Master. I do see your point of view and I wish there was something I could do to help. Unfortunately, I know nothing beyond being a servant." She started sniffling and wiped her nose. This contrasted her look greatly. She literally glowed with power and radiated beauty, but she still felt hopelessly lost.

"You know," I said, "I haven't really had this type of down to earth conversation with almost anyone else. You are being more than a servant just by talking to me and listening. To be completely honest Palírroia, I'm actually now considering making you one of my mistresses. You could see the world. Wherever you want to go, whatever you want to do, it could be a reality. Would you like that?"

Unexpectedly, she actually broke down in tears. Her glow rippled as her sobs grew longer. Her face was buried in her hands. "You are too nice for this world, Master. But no. You cannot take a nymph as a mistress. We are not simply bound to you. Our life sources are bound to this place. We cannot leave here or else we would fade. If it were possible, I would love to take the position of being one of your mistresses. Of course… it would be selfish of me to do so. But the idea of being with you seems otherworldly. We are your servants. You could care and love each of us as if we were all not only your mistresses, but your wives. And yet, we cannot hold any of the power that accompanies such love."

By this point, she was bleary eyed. Her eyes were a faded violet rather than red and her glow was now much dimmer. The look of anguish on her face was worse than any kick to the gut I experienced. I held out my arms to her, and she almost immediately rushed into them. Her shivering breaths were barely audible in my ears. It didn't even faze me that she was naked.

I rubbed her back gently and kissed her head to calm her down. It worked after a few minutes. When her breathing was fully steadied, I knew something was about to happen because her glow shot straight back up almost instantly.

"Master? I would like to… show my appreciation for you… if I may."

I laughed inwardly. "I'm not going to stop you from doing something you want to do as long as it doesn't hurt anyone. What do you have in mind?"

She was now looking at me and blushing a deep purple. "I would like to have sex with you, Master, and give you pleasure."

I smiled gently and leaned my forehead against hers. One sharp breath later and our lips became inseparable. She moaned gently and purred with the kiss, submitting almost entirely to me.

I grasped the back of her head, causing her to gasp, and whirled her around so her back was up against the edge if the spring. I pressed myself ever so slightly more aggressively against her as she melted beneath me.

"Master," she moaned, "let me please you."

For once, I decided not to listen to the words of my partner. I wanted her to know there is more to life than servitude. I drove my lips against her neck, causing her to sharply gasp. Happy with her response, I continued working my way down, kissing her collarbone, nipping at her breast, gliding my tongue down her radiant belly, all while dragging my hands down her sides as I did so.

Upon reaching my destination, I licked my lips in anticipation for my next meal. Fear and realization struck Palírroia and she closed her legs entirely, and drove her hands into her lap.

"Master, please!" she begged. "You're the one who's supposed to be pleasured."

I gave her a slightly irritated look, but spoke softly enough not to scare her. "At this moment, your moans are the greatest pleasure to me."

Her vibrant purple eyes widened at my words. She blushed a deep purple and looked away. Her hands pulled away from her lap and her legs gingerly spread once more. With her slit now in sight, I wasted no time pressing my head under water and between her legs.

"Oh!" She exclaimed, grasping at the edges of spring. "Master, this is too much!"

I was only getting started. There was no way I was going to heed her words now. I continued my assault on her fragrant pussy, rubbing my nose against her clit as my tongue lapped away at her folds. My arms wrapped around her thighs to keep her steady as I attempted to press myself further.

Palírroia responded to my efforts by bucking her hips into my face, increasing the friction between us. In doing so, she moaned and cried out even louder from the stimulation.

I kept at this, using my tongue as best as I could in her folds and occasionally nipping at her clit to make her squirm beneath me. Despite her thrashing, she wrapped her legs around my head, refusing to let me go.

After a decent amount of time, I noticed an increase in how much Palírroia was humping my face. Her speed quickened until she was damn near riding my face like her life depended on it.

As I knew what was approaching, I doubled my efforts in her snatch to get her off more intensely. I was rewarded with a strangled scream as she tried to silence herself, and with a torrent of her juices flowing into the water, making the surrounding water take on a slightly saltier taste.

I emerged from the water to give Palírroia a breathy kiss. Despite her heaving, she managed to return some of the lip locking.

She actually managed to surprise me when she wrapped her arms around my back and flipped us around, so my back was once again against the spring's edge. After a bit of fumbling around under the water's surface, she managed to get my trunks completely off.

Initially, I was expecting that she would try to give me a blowjob. She surprised me however, when she began to straddle my very erect penis and slowly descended down it until it was completely buried inside of her. This earned a very well warranted groan from both of us. Her insides were incredibly warm and moist, like a sauna fitted for my dick.

She wasted little time as she began to gyrate her hips around and began bouncing on my cock at a rapid pace, leaving me curious as to whether she was trying to get me off quickly or reach another climax for herself.

I decided to go for the latter and buried my face into her breasts, lapping and nipping away, causing her to moan even louder than she was already.

"Does it feel good, Master?" she asked.

"This feels incredible!" I exclaimed. "What about you?"

" I wouldn't dare wish to be anywhere else right now. Please don't make me stop!"

Her begging was almost enough to push me over the edge by itself, but I kept my composure. She continued bouncing on me, splashing the water around quite a bit as she did so. The steam in the air seemed to get thicker as our movements became quicker. With a bit of a guttural growl, I wrapped my arms around her to hold her in place and began thrusting upwards into her.

With her control removed, she began crying out as she was overwhelmed with pleasure. She struggled to free her arms, but I was going to make sure she was the one who was satisfied.

"Please," she gasped, "Master, this is too much! It feels too… good!"

I refused to relent. She was beyond the point of moaning or screaming. As I continued ramming away at her insides, Palírroia simply dropped her head onto my shoulder and hyperventilated erratically. Her breath and voice were gone. She was as lost in the pleasure as I was.

I squeezed her closer to me as I tried to increase my speed; a feat which was only possible thanks to both the water and Palírroia's aura energizing me. I couldn't hear anything beyond the splashing of the water and a few sharp breaths permeating the cool evening. At this point, my sense of touch was the only highly active one. I could feel everything; from the soft trembling of Palírroia's body to the biting, sucking, and clawing she did all over me to the moist oven of her pussy caressing me as if inviting me to reach ever deeper inside of her.

There was a change of pace when her breathing began to increase violently. Her arms wrapped around my torso and clawed at my back. Palírroia even went as far as to roughly bite my shoulder as she let out her first set of groans for quite some time. Knowing exactly where she was headed, and thankful I was headed there too, I began increasing my thrusting rate to demonic speeds.

The stimulation was exactly what was needed as Palírroia let out a throaty scream into the night. If that wasn't enough, mere moments after she began to scream, she dissolved into a watery figure and plummeted into the spring. Having never experienced such an act, my composure lost entirely and I released myself into the bubbling water.

After a great many moments of heavy breathing and regaining my own composure, I tried to look for Palírroia in the water. I could still feel her presence, but that didn't make seeing her any easier with the heavy steam mixing with the cool air.

The only indicator of her presence was the vanishing of my whispy cloud of semen. Shortly after, Palírroia re emerged from the water, licking her lips, but still breathing heavily.

"Master," she panted, "I don't think I have ever felt anything like that."

I tried to laugh, but was too out of breath to do so. "I'm glad I could be of service."

She pouted. "But I'm supposed to serve you."

"Maybe next time. That is, if you want a next time."

Her eyes went wide. "Of course I want a next time!" she exclaimed. Her head took a slight downturn. "Just, not right now. Please. That was too intense. My insides still hurt."

That actually made me laugh. I moved over to her and hugged her close to me. After a few minutes, our breathing finally steadied and we were able to relax once more. I took a look around and realized just how dark it got. The night was still relatively young. Maybe eleven by my guess. Despite that, I was once again exhausted.

"I think it's about time for us to head back inside."

After our return trip, I accompanied Palírroia to her chambers and tucked her into bed. With a content sigh, she silently fell asleep.

I began my return to my room as I thought back to the events of the day. I had sex with two women in one day. A personal accomplishment, given the circumstances. Maybe this wasn't so bad. As long as these things moved along at a relatively natural pace, I could see myself working with this. That thought was slightly humorous considering my initial outlook to getting this place. Either way, I continued the trek to my room in silence.

Before I even opened the door to my room, I could hear some very feminine moaning from inside. I slowly opened the door, thankful it was new and not creaky. The sight before me, though, nearly made me drop dead on the spot.

Piper was laying at the head of the bed writhing in pleasure as a very naked Annabeth ate her out with a great deal of vigor. Even with as good as her ass looked sticking up and swaying back and forth, I was simply too worn out to try and join them. I took off my shirt, silently made my way over to the bed, and began crawling in. The new weight didn't go unnoticed by the two girls.

"Oh! Percy! Um, we were just—"

I silenced Piper with a deep kiss, causing her to softly moan as Annabeth decided to continue her previous licking.

I pulled back. "You guys enjoy yourselves. I'm beat for tonight. But just know that one day, we are going to repeat this with me involved."

I could only tell Piper was blushing due to her silence. Even Annabeth seemed to be taken aback by my remark, as she paused what she was doing. That didn't last long, as soon, Piper's moans once again rang throughout the room, following a shrill yelp. My last few moments of being awake were graced by Piper wrapping her arms around mine as she moaned into my side.