Study 'Hard'

The first time that Percy walked into the Aphrodite Cabin, it scared the spirits out of him. There was so much perfume in the air, so much giggling (that kind you just knew was about you), and everything was so perfectly ordered that just taking a step inside felt like tracking mud into a hospital.

Then, over the last week, he really spent some time here. He didn't think it was just the hijinks he'd gotten up to with some very attractive girls that warmed him to the place. It was different from what he was used to, sure, but that didn't mean it was all bad. The store-bought scents grew on you, and it wasn't awful spending time in a place where everything was neatly put away for a change. What Percy was trying to say was, he pushed past his comfort zone and came to appreciate the place for what it was, not what he was used to.

And the sex hadn't hurt either.

The point was, Percy had finally decided the Aphrodite Cabin wasn't all bad. And then they went and made it worse again.

He wondered if they'd gotten the Hephaestus cabin involved to have remodeled so fast. Even then, it seemed like they would've needed the god of blacksmithing himself for this, not just his kids.

All the beds were gone except for the fancy one that showed up the night before. Its twin, the armoire, had disappeared too. In fact, the lone bed was all the furniture that was left. Spotlights had been rigged from the ceiling, all pointing toward the sheets. They were intense enough to generate heat under their light. Percy would know, because as soon as he entered the cabin he'd been sat down on said bed. He was starting to sweat and he hadn't even done anything yet.

The feeling of pressure wasn't helping. The new space had been put to use accommodating a fairly permanent-looking desk that was at least twenty feet long, built of sturdy wood. It was also painted pink, for some reason. Four gorgeous women sat behind it in high-backed office chairs.

Three of them were the usual suspects. Drew, Silena and Valentina each wore different getups, but all of them eyed Percy with the same intensity. They looked perfectly put together, despite the rather raucous activities they had gotten up to just the night before.

Percy wondered if they'd used some kind of magic on their appearances. He was sure he left more visible marks than what he was seeing.

The last woman was equally familiar, although Percy hadn't expected to see her again so soon. Aphrodite sat in the fourth chair in her true appearance, shining as if it was her skin the spotlights were aimed at.

"The council will decide your fate!" Silena said loudly.

"My fate? I thought I was just here for a test."

"You are," she said, "but I've always wanted to use that line."

She wore a baby-blue corporate suit with a handkerchief stuffed in the breast pocket. Of course, because it was Silena's breast pocket, the whole suit bulged way out in that area, and the handkerchief hung out over open air like a waterfall cascading over a lip.

"Don't be nervous!" Valentina urged beside her. "We all know how much you've studied. I just know you'll impress us."

Valentina was in a nice button-up dress a little too low in its cut to be passable at an ordinary business meeting. Its white fabric was a great contrast to her skin, but the main thing looking at it did was remind Percy of all the lingerie that color that he'd peeled off of her the night before.

Strangely, that memory reassured him more than her words. It proved they were true. He had studied. He would pass this.

So of course Drew chose that moment to open her mouth.

"Don't take anything for granted," she said. "If it's you, something like this will never be easy."

To tell the truth, Percy was too distracted looking at her to pay much attention to what she was saying. She was dressed the strangest out of the three of them, by far. Her shirt, an official looking white button up, had seen scissors taken to it. Two large patches had been cut out of each side, placed so that her breasts stuck through them. She wasn't wearing any bra. Bandaids had been placed in X-shapes over each of her nipples. Drew didn't seem to notice. Her hands were steepled on the table, and despite a rather unprofessional sneer she seemed to be maintaining the serious sort of diligence you'd expect from a member of an actual board meeting.

"You look like an office worker that went through a midlife crisis and found her calling in porn," Percy told her.

"I have a degradation kink, so thank you," Drew said. "Anything else you'd like to add while you're at it?"

"Not anymore."

"Aww," she said.

"The test format will be simple," Aphrodite explained. "We, the judges, will choose one task each. You, as the examinee, must complete it to the best of your ability. Each judge will offer a score for that task before we move to the next one. You must gain at least eighty points in total to pass."

"What happens if I fail?"

"We blow up New York," Aphrodite said.

"…But don't you live there too?"

Aphrodite gave an exasperated sigh. "Oh, I'm not serious. But pretend that I am! Think in your head, 'If I don't do my best, everyone I love will die, and I'll have to tragically take my own life by leaping off the Golden Gate Bridge!' That way, you'll know you're giving it your all."

Even her daughters looked at her a little strangely.

"Why the Golden Gate?" Valentina asked.

"Because it's the prettiest bridge. Duh," Aphrodite said. "Killing yourself on an ugly bridge would be a tragedy."

"I jumped off the St. Louis Arch before," Percy said.

Aphrodite nodded approvingly. "Not bad."

"I survived though. I'd survive jumping off the Golden Gate, too. As long as it was into water."

"Okay!" Silena clapped her hands. "Percy knows how the test works now, so let's not waste any more time. You can come in!"

Percy expected someone to walk into the room after that. He was only half-right.

The spotlights changed color, going from simple white to having every shade of the rainbow represented. They pointed away from Percy toward the walls, their bright beams created slowly moving patches of color. Music started up, even though there weren't any speakers in sight. It was a Michael Buble song. Percy only recognized it because of a phase his mom went through a few years back. Aphrodite snapped and bobbed her head, tossing blond curls back and forth. He was pretty sure he could tell who picked the soundtrack.

A sudden hissing sound came louder than the music. Percy was forced to shield his eyes as a rectangle opened in the floor, steam rushing out. As he watched, an elevated platform rose into sight. More steam poured out to obscure their features, but Percy was sure he saw a figure standing at the center.

Aphrodite held her arms out straight, doing jazz hands. "Introducing my favorite daughter—"

"Hey!" shouted the other judges.

"Oh I didn't really mean that," Aphrodite pouted. "Fine. One of my favorite daughters. Is that better?"

"Actually, I'd prefer if you doubled down," Drew said. "Being called inferior really did something for me. Could you do it again, and maybe throw in a disappointed look?"

"Of course!" Aphrodite said. She frowned in a way that made me feel like I was about to be told 'It's not you, it's me'. "I'd do anything for my least impressive, most embarrassing daughter."

Drew shuddered. "Oh yeah, that's the stuff."

Percy ignored those two and didn't even feel slightly bad about doing it. The steam was starting to disperse. When it finally cleared, the colored spotlights all converged to illuminate the newcomer. She held up a dark hand to shield her eyes from the onslaught.

"Piper?"

The Native girl smiled at him, although it turned to a wince a moment later as she got a green spotlight beam straight to the eyes.

"Hey, Percy," she said.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were back in LA."

"I was," Piper said. "Silena called me."

She wasn't looking at him. It took Percy a moment to notice, because at first he thought she was just avoiding the spotlights. But every time he was about to catch her eyes, she'd find a patch of floor to stare at instead.

"I didn't expect you to get involved in something like this," Percy said.

Piper muttered something that sounded suspiciously like, "Neither did I."

"What was that?"

"I said, uh, that you never know what to expect!" Piper said. "Sometimes, people are interested in surprising things. Even me, apparently."

"Enough talking!" Drew suddenly broke in. "Join him on the bed."

If Percy hadn't been on the bed already, his body would've sprinted to do as she said. He jerked his head sideways, snapping the residual effects of the charmspeak. Piper, though, only gave Drew an unimpressed look.

"Slap yourself," Piper said.

Instantly, Drew's open palm collided with her own face.

"You've gotten rustier, Drew," Piper said.

"You didn't charmspeak me," Drew said. "I just thought it sounded like fun."

Either way, after giving her half-sister a truly disgusted look, Piper did as she asked and walked over to the bed.

She sat down close to the headboard, as far from me as possible while still being on the mattress. She was wearing a bathrobe, which was kind of weird but was probably the least strange thing in this whole situation. As soon as she sat down she was looking straight at the judges as a way of fixing her eyes far away from me.

"I'm first up, right?" Valentina asked.

When the other judges nodded, she squealed.

"Okay, this is going to be so much fun! For the first task, Percy, I want you to make Piper cum three different ways— and you can't use that wonderful dick of yours!"

The others made appreciative noises. Percy hadn't been nervous before Piper appeared, but something about the situation really felt awkward now. He took a deep breath and stood up.

"You ready?" he asked.

"Uh-huh," Piper said.

But even as she nodded, she still wouldn't look at him.

"You'll be judged on style, effectiveness, and above all, our personal tastes," Silena reminded him. "The clock has started. You may begin whenever you're ready."

Percy didn't move right away. The tension in that moment was nearly physical, four sets of eyes glued on him as he did nothing while Piper avoided acknowledging his existence.

"Piper," Percy repeated.

"Yes?" she said.

"Are you sure about this?"

She sounded slightly concerned as she said, "I already agreed, didn't I?"

"This is really what you want?"

"It is," she insisted.

She still didn't look at him as she said it, but for the first time there was real certainty in her voice, even if it was mixed with something else Percy couldn't place his finger on.

That was enough for him.

He stooped decisively, stepping closer to Piper and going down on one knee. He could feel the confusion in every set of eyes on him as they tried to puzzle out what he was going for. His strong, calloused hands wrapped around Piper's ankles.

Abruptly, he stood all the way up in a single fast motion. Piper's feet came up with him. The girl squeaked as she was rolled back onto the bed, her robe flopping down across her upper body.

Even Percy's newfound momentum was briefly put on pause by what was revealed.

Dark legs ran all the way to her hips without a scrap of fabric to shield them. Long dark muff covered her pussy, but not enough to block the sight of it. Staring down the top part of the robe, Percy could see that her upper body wasn't any different. Piper had come completely naked beneath the robe.

The idea surprised him, but it only further cemented his self-confidence. Even if he didn't know why she seemed strangely nervous and withdrawn, Piper obviously wanted this.

So he'd give it to her.

He pulled her legs even further up, so that her knees were hooked over his shoulders. He leaned forward and pushed her tighter to the bed. Almost Piper's entire body was vertical now. In that position, Percy dropped his mouth onto her pussy and went to town.

It was a different experience to going down on her sisters, but Percy found that the longer hair wasn't all bad. It felt pleasant on his nose as he moved his head side by side, forcing his tongue as deeply as possible into Piper.

He opted for an approach between what he would use on Drew and Valentina— not quite as brutal an assault as the former would enjoy, but still more violent than the latter would want. If Piper's moans were anything to go off then it was a good balance to strike. Her robe flopped completely open, the panels falling on either side of her head, revealing her large breasts as they hung down under gravity's effects.

The first orgasm was almost disappointingly easy. Piper came the moment his tongue found her clit. But there were still two left to go, so Percy didn't stop. His tongue stopped moving so roughly, and instead traced the areas around the clit. He only brushed against her most sensitive spot, dragging things on and letting frustration simmer inside Piper.

This went on for minutes. Percy felt his partner beginning to shift and twitch beneath him as the wait continued. Then, without warning, he reinitiated the assault in even greater intensity. His tongue shoved Piper's clit left, right, up, down, everywhere. With a deep wail, Piper came for the second time.

Now, Percy didn't take his foot off the gas. He pulled his tongue out, but promptly reached around and shoved two fingers into her, clawing at her depths. The change in stimulation worked wonders. Percy felt Piper tense. He could tell a third orgasm was coming soon.

So he stopped.

"Do you want more?" Percy asked.

"Yes!" Piper gasped.

"Then beg for it."

"I want to cum on your fingers!" she belted out with zero hesitation. "I want to cum for you, all for you. Please let me!"

"I can't say no to that."

Within five seconds his fingers had brought her to a final climax. The shudder that rocked Piper's body in its wake was intense enough to make her chest jiggle. Percy stepped back, unhooking her legs from over his shoulders and letting her slide down flat on her back. He turned to face the judges.

Each of them grabbed a scorecard in front of them. Valentina was the first to raise hers.

"Nine!" she announced happily, revealing the number. "That was great, Percy! So sensual. I especially liked the position."

"Two," Drew said, sounding bored. "She probably barely felt a thing. You didn't even hit her once!"

"Seven," Silena said. "I especially liked the last part. Making her speak spiced up the experience a ton. That was probably half the reason she came so soon afterward."

Finally, all that was left was Aphrodite. Our eyes turned to her.

"One," she announced irritatingly happily. "You used your mouth for two of them. Nobody likes an old trick, not even old dogs. You need to be more creative than that in bed, Percy."

Those scores totaled to nineteen. If he got nineteen four times, he'd end up on seventy-six points. That was four points below passing.

Percy took a deep breath and tried not to feel annoyed. He didn't think he was being arrogant when he said that he'd done pretty well with that one. But if that was how they wanted to play it…

"What's next?"

Drew smirked. "That would be me."

Percy waited and wondered what she'd come up with. Spank Piper as many times as possible within a minute? Choke her until she passed out? If he was telling the truth, most of the guesses he came up with were things he'd rather not do.

"You have the next five minutes to get the loudest moan possible out of Piper!" Drew announced.

That was… not as bad as he feared.

Seeing as there was a time limit now, Percy didn't hesitate like last time. He pulled off all his clothes and crawled onto the bed, laying down in the middle. His erect cock bobbed above his crotch like an askew tower.

"Get on," he invited Piper.

He wasn't completely sure what reaction to expect, but she practically leaped onto him.

Piper lined him up with her entrance, her bubble butt facing Percy. Right away she started to move. Her hips flicked up and down at impressive speeds, ripples passing through the jiggly skin as she struck his pelvis with repeated claps.

Her voice started up right away, but the volume was low. More mewls than moans, she was clearly just enjoying herself. Over time the frantic pace she was striking got faster, rather than slowing down. Percy expected that to continue for the whole two minutes. After having saved the world with her, if there was one daughter of Aphrodite he trusted to have plenty of physical stamina it was the one currently bouncing on his dick.

But these soft noises wouldn't do it for this task. They weren't even close to good enough. So Percy allowed Piper thirty seconds to get adjusted to her own pace, and then he began thrusting himself.

His knees came up as he got his feet underneath him. Using the new leverage, he put his own momentum into thrusting into Piper, making sure to time it with the movements she was already making. The results were claps of flesh twice as loud as the ones before, and shouts from Piper that drowned out even those slapping sounds.

In his peripherals he caught a couple of approving nods off the judges, all of them except Aphrodite. But Percy hadn't played all of his tricks just yet.

The next time their hips met, Percy landed a hard spank on one of Piper's dark cheeks. The resultant ripples were mesmerizing. Piper yelped a few decibels higher than anything yet. Each time they met, Percy now added a spank, alternating between her cheeks each time. After every one, the noise Piper let out climbed slightly in volume.

The two minute deadline was steaming forward at the speed of a moving train. Percy counted in his head, trying to pinpoint exactly when it would end. The entire time he kept his body moving. He never let up.

At exactly the moment he was pretty sure the time was about to end, Percy gave a thrust that contained absolutely everything he had. Piper was literally lifted off the bed. Right when her upward force reached its peak, both his hands descended, slapping each of her ass cheeks at the same moment. All the blows before had served to make them sensitive, and this final heavy slap set her over the edge.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhnnnn!" Piper moaned, so loudly that Percy was certain every cabin at camp must've heard her raised voice.

She came all over Percy's cock and fell back, landing against his chest. Percy turned to look at the judges through threads of dark hair that had landed across his face.

"Eight!" Drew said first. "That was pretty good, but you could've been rougher."

"Four," Valentina said. "She looks like she had fun. But the best moans are the ones lured out by good technique, not force."

"Eight," Silena said. "You clearly had a plan, and you executed it well. The results speak for themselves. Using the earlier parts to soften Piper up for the finale was a great idea."

He had a suspicion what Aphrodite's card was going to say before she even raised it.

Sure enough— one.

"I've heard Hephaestus moan louder than that while jerking off to cogs and gears," she said. "I expect a hero to be able to get one of my daughters to scream so much harder."

Piper suddenly squeaked. When she fell back he'd grabbed her hips to slow the fall. Now Percy realized his hands had unconsciously squeezed down, digging into her sensitive sides.

"Sorry," he muttered to her, letting go.

"Don't mind me," she whispered back, her tone strange. "If you want to do something, just do it. My body is at your disposal."

Percy couldn't see her face with the way her head was nestled against his neck, but he suddenly wished he could. He wanted to know exactly what expression she was making to have a slightly better idea of what exactly she meant by that.

"My turn, then," Silena said, interrupting their little chat. "I'm going to keep it simple. I want you to make Piper cum without moving. You don't have to stay completely still, but that does mean no thrusting, fingering, or anything fun like that. Good luck."

"What do you want me to do?" Piper asked him.

"Ride me again," Percy told her. "But face me this time."

She almost jumped into action. She spun around, pushing herself up with two hands on his broad pecs. Sitting back, she allowed his cock to slide into her. It wasn't hard. She was the wettest he'd felt all night.

Piper began moving almost tentatively. For the first time, Percy wondered if he might've overdone it in the last challenge. Her legs were shaking too badly to readopt the rapid pace from her reverse-cowgirl ride.

So he opted for a different approach to this one.

"What made you want to do this?" Percy asked.

The casual question seemed to catch Piper off guard. She stopped moving entirely for a second. Even after she started up again, back to the slow speed she'd been forced to adopt, she sounded slightly confused while answering.

"It just seemed like something I'd like to do," she said.

"Did Silena tell you about it when she called you?"

"No. She just said she wanted to see me."

"Huh." Percy linked his fingers and put his hands behind his head. "Did you just get back today, then?"

Piper blinked. While slow, her initial movements had at least been smooth. Now that she was getting distracted, the movements were becoming jerkier too.

"Yesterday," she said. "Why?"

"Oh, no reason," Percy said. "You can keep going."

Piper still looked confused, but she did focus on riding him again. She braced her small hands on his abs, movements growing smooth once more. Just as she was getting in her groove, Percy spoke again.

"So did you enjoy it?"

"What?" Piper gasped, stopping again.

"I'm asking if you enjoyed watching fuck your sisters into the ground."

This time, she didn't start moving again right away. She just stared at him. "How did you know?"

"Something had to have gotten your attention," Percy said. "I didn't think you'd agree to something like this just because you were asked. That's why Silena didn't even mention it in her letter. She had to show you. If you got here yesterday then you would've been around for the final lesson. You know, the one with a person-sized piece of furniture shoved in the corner…"

"You knew," Piper breathed.

"Back then? Not a chance. But I figured it out tonight. So I'm asking you: did you enjoy it?"

Piper started moving again. A blush was spreading across her features.

"I did," she said.

"What, exactly, did you like? Tell me, in detail. And don't stop moving for a second."

"I liked watching my sisters worship you," Piper admitted. "I liked watching girls that most boys only dream of serve you like you were a god. It made me want to feel your dick— this dick. I wanted to know exactly how good it felt."

"What else? That can't be everything."

It was slight, but Percy thought he could feel Piper beginning to tighten.

"I liked watching you treat Drew like your toy. I loved watching her break, almost as much as she enjoyed being broken. I couldn't get enough of the way you led Valentina on, pushing her past limits she didn't know she had. It wasn't even as if I wanted to be in either of their places. I would've been satisfied with just cleaning you up after your work was done."

Percy blinked, but didn't let any more surprise than that show on his features. That really wasn't the kind of talk he expected out of the proud girl that he knew and considered a close friend.

But he didn't doubt the words were true, because this was working. He was sure now. The longer Piper talked, the closer she came to cumming.

"Tell me what pushed you over the edge," Percy demanded, steel entering his voice. "Tell me what convinced you to come here tonight.

Piper shuddered. "I saw what you did to Silena," she said.

She had to pause with her words as a gasp forced its way from her mouth, but her hips certainly didn't stop.

"She took care of me when I got to camp. She was like a flawless older sister. She always seemed in control of everything, like she was larger than life."

Piper's head bent forward, braided hair hanging between her and Percy's faces.

"You pushed up against the dresser I was hiding in. You tossed her around. You pinned her on the floor."

Something was happening, finally, in her pussy. Precum leaked out around the base of Percy's cock. Something unexpected was occurring, too. As Piper talked herself closer to a climax, she was talking him into one too. Hearing his night told from her point of view was affecting him way more than he thought it would, and he found he didn't mind one bit.

"I watched the way you plunged into her from above," Piper said. "And in that moment, behind the two of you, I knew what I wanted. I didn't just want you, I wanted to serve you. I wanted this body of mine to make yours happy. And I'm doing that now, aren't I? Aren't I?"

She looked desperately into Percy's eyes, and he just about had the wherewithal to confidently say, "Yes, you are!"

Piper grinned. As if her body had been waiting for permission, she came hard enough to make her whole frame shake, and Percy came with her. Neither of them breathed for a few long seconds, the pleasure of a shockingly intense orgasm silencing them both. Piper fell forward, landing on his chest for the second time that night, except now her face was tucked against Percy's chest.

He didn't even have it in him to look over at the judges and see their scorecards. He just waited for them to read them off.

"Ten!" Valentina announced first. "That was soooo sweet!"

"Ten," Drew reluctantly admitted. "Considering you weren't allowed to hit her this time, I guess that was passable."

"Ten," Silena said. She sniffed, and Percy thought he might've even heard her wipe a tear away. "I'm never going to forget that."

Combined with his scores earlier, that brought Percy to a total of seventy. Aphrodite's score could pass him right here and now with one task to go, and even without her score he was basically guaranteed to pass off of the scores from the other judges.

Which is why it really wasn't from fear about failing when anger gripped Percy as he heard, "One."

The surge of energy was enough for him not only to finally look at the judges, but even for him to slip out from under Piper.

"What do you mean, one?" he demanded.

"I mean that it was a poor performance," Aphrodite said, yawning and fanning her mouth. "I mean, I'm immortal, and I still feel like I wasted my life watching that. How long do you want to take to make a woman cum? She'll have gray hairs before you're done in bed at that rate."

"Mom?" Silena said uncertainly. "What are you playing at right now?"

But Percy hardly heard her. Riding his rage-induced second wind, he marched over to the judges table and planted his hands on it. Leaning across the surface, he glared at Aphrodite directly in front of him.

"Let's hear your task then," I demanded. "I'll knock it so far out of the park, you won't be able to even think about giving me a one."

Aphrodite pushed back her chair, rising to her feet. Percy tracked her face with his eyes the entire time, not backing down. She snapped her fingers and a \ vernal breeze blew through the cabin. Piper disappeared from the bed with a startled shout, reappearing in the chair Aphrodite just vacated. Her robe disappeared from the floor and reappeared over her shoulders. At the same time, Aphrodite herself disappeared.

When Percy twisted, she was lying on the bed on her side, supporting her head with one of her hands, every article of clothing she'd worn suddenly completely absent.

"Your final task is to treat me like I'm one of my daughters," she said with a (literally) divine smirk. "You won't allow me to give you a bad score on this one, right? I certainly hope you aren't bluffing. There's nothing a lady hates more than a man that's all talk."

Percy merely growled as he advanced toward the bed.