Medea's Revenge

Medea's Revenge

Medea smiled cruelly as Piper desperately tried to separate the two boys. As if the silly girl could break through her, Medea’s, Charmspeak!

Heroes were faithless, a betrayal waiting to happen, and it was for the best that the daughter of Aphrodite learned that now as she watched them die.

Or perhaps…

Yes, why not?

Piper tried to defend Jason – the original one – and his actions, not understanding how much Medea had been hurt when she was used and tossed aside. But now she would learn, and they do say that experience is the best teacher.

Medea drew on her power again, made stronger by the long-held anger that boiled within her. “That is enough now, boys. Piper is so beautiful, isn’t she Jason? A feast for the hormones of any young Demigod, isn’t that right Leo? Wouldn’t it be lovely to see her writhe as she is fucked by you both? You’re already hard for her. You want to fuck her until she can’t walk straight.”

Jason and Leo, now with their swords lowered, nodded in a daze, trapped by her spell as their bodies responded, and Medea delivered the final blow. “Piper doesn’t know how it feels to be used and betrayed by a man, especially one you love, so why don’t you be a dear and show her? Use that.”

She pointed to a bed; once the wedding bed that the first Jason had planned to share with his new wife. The two boys were under her Thrall, obeying her commands instantly, and Piper was too shocked at her words to react in time.

The stronger of the two, Jason held Piper still as Leo tugged at her clothes, tossing them away, and then passing the girl between them as they undressed. Jason tossed Piper onto her knees on the bed, where Leo waited, pushing her legs apart as he slid beneath her. “Get ready to have your feathers plucked, dove.”

Piper wondered if bad pick-up lines were usually part of sex, then stopped thinking at all as Jason’s powerful arms locked around her hips, his mouth fastened to her pussy as Piper thrashed, trying to escape his tongue. It felt amazing, but she didn’t want her first time – especially with Jason – to be like this. She wanted it to be private, with both of them willing and aware of what they were doing, without the psycho bitch who was forcing this on them.

Her screams were muffled by Leo, who wasn’t as strong as Jason, but was still strong enough to keep her mouth on his cock, groaning as it disappeared between Piper’s pretty lips. “Oh, yeah, suck my cock. I’m gonna take you places you never imagined!”

Leo’s lines were even worse than Jason’s, and he seemed to delight in forcing as much of himself into her mouth as possible, ignoring the fact that deep-throating takes practice, and is not an automatic skill. As an excuse to lean back and away, Piper reached behind her to start pumping Jason’s dick, hoping to jack him off and escape (and kill Medea) as the boys recovered.

Piper collapsed in relief when they finally let go of her. She hoped that Jason and Leo wouldn’t remember any of this, and that Medea would get bored and let them leave, but she had a feeling that it was a foolish hope. Sure enough, the Sorceress only smiled. “Don’t leave a task half-done, boys. You want to feel your cocks in her tight body. You want to hear her beg for release as you plough her.”

Piper tried to scramble away, but Jason had trained to fight for years, and his reflexes were much faster. He yanked the girl toward him, desperate to be inside her lush body. Piper was trapped again, straddling Jason’s lap as he knelt on the bed, his cock pressed against her pussy as his mouth explored her neck, her breasts, and her lips. Leo came up behind her, his mouth on the junction of her neck and shoulder as he worked something into her arse.

Trying to squirm away from Leo, Piper only ended up pressing herself closer to Jason, rubbing against him, his cock sliding against her cunt. His hand slid between her legs, and she tried to close them as his finger invaded her. It was a strange sensation, unwelcome, yet coaxing a reaction as Jason added another finger, stretching her open.

Piper had seen Leo’s dick when she was sucking him, and had no idea how the organ, no matter the size, was supposed to go inside her. Managing to get a look at Jason’s shaft, long and thick, she nearly collapsed again; leaving aside the mechanics, how was it going to fit? If it was hard to accommodate just Jason’s fingers, how was she supposed to get his dick in?

Even one cock was big enough, but how was she supposed to handle both at the same time? Piper knew that she was about to find out the answer.

Medea’s voice had lost its sweetness, but none of its power. “Don’t make them do all the work, Piper. Put their cocks where they want to go.”

Jason loosened his hold on her just enough for Piper to line him up with her pussy, and then slowly start to slide down, trying not to whimper as his shaft stretched her open. Just the head made her wince, and she knew that there was a lot more to go. It filled her past the point of pain, tears springing to her eyes as she gritted her teeth and kept going.

The Roman was impatient, however, and his strong arms tightened again, pulling her down and sheathing his cock fully inside of her body. He let out a low groan and almost immediately started to move, giving Piper no time to adjust.

Jason’s attention earlier had made her wet, but the brief session with his fingers hadn’t really done anything to prepare a girl who’d never even seen a dildo before, much less used one. Medea hadn’t ordered Piper to enjoy her first time. “OW! Ah, please Jason, not – ow! You’re too – UNH!”

Leo joined in, his position standing beside her forcing Piper to half twist to take him in her mouth again. It did nothing for Piper’s comfort, especially as Jason chose that moment to set a faster pace in her pussy, whether Piper had adjusted or not. She hadn’t. She broke away from Leo, “NO! Stop, stop, stop it, you’re hurting me!”

Jason ignored her, his large shaft pounding into her tight cunt over and over as Leo pulled her head back to his cock. “Unh, it feels so good to be inside you. We should have done this the first night out of Camp, as soon as they stopped watching us to enforce the no-boys-and-girls-alone-together rule. I feel like I could fuck you for hours and never get tired.”

With Medea commanding them, he probably could, and Piper didn’t look forward to finding out.

***

Leo came first, filling her mouth with his seed and pulling her head close so that she had to swallow or choke. Piper hoped that would be the end of it, but Medea laughed. “You will cum inside her again and again, and remain hard for her until she understands what it is like to be carelessly used by a man. Keep fucking her, Leo.”

Jason followed before Medea had even finished speaking, Piper’s shrieks still muffled by Leo’s cock as the warm, sticky fluid filled her. Finally, he let her go, allowing her to slide off him in relief. She tried to close her legs, her battered cunt protesting the movement as she tried not to whimper in pain.

Leo didn’t give her any chance to rest, pulling the half Cherokee girl into his lap and onto his dick. It didn’t work nearly as well as he had hoped; leaving Piper sprawled against him as her forehead cracked against his. Leo recovered well, however, pulling her close by her hips and thrusting up to penetrate her. He pushed her backward so that she leaned against Jason, who instantly reached around to grab her breasts as Leo pushed her knees apart, hands running over her dusky skin.

 Cradled between her thighs, Leo lifted her up, removing whatever had been in her arse seconds before he dropped her onto Jason’s dick again. This time, however, Jason entered her anally, and Piper screamed as Leo surged forward again into her pussy. “Oh, yeah, fucking take it, Piper! Take it hard!”

Piper had been right when she thought that she couldn’t handle both of them at once, and it felt like she was being torn apart as they passed her back and forth. Medea’s laughter was cruel. “Tell us how you feel.”

She hadn’t addressed a specific one of them, so Piper’s reply was only the first, her voice ragged as she tried to catch her breath. “Too full! I can’t handle both at once; please, make them stop!”

Leo’s reply was far more enthusiastic. “I’d say I was dreaming, but my fantasies were never this good! I’m sorry I doubted you being Aphrodite’s kid.”

Jason pulled her closer, still roughly massaging her tits. “You’re so tight, Piper. If I had the choice, you’d be spending every free moment with me fucking you. Take it, babe!”

He slid out of her arse, and Piper relaxed a little, until Jason started pushing his way into her cunt. Piper twisted, trapped between them, but trying to escape. It hurt, more than she would have thought, and all the worse because they would not, could not, let up. “Hnnnuh… let me go, I can’t… it’s too much! You won’t fit! Please, fight it! You know this is wrong!”

Jason’s strong hands on her hips halted her attempts to escape, working Piper down onto the two cocks as the girl sobbed in pain and terror. “Struggling won’t save you, Piper, and the only thing wrong is that you’re fighting Medea. Fuck, you’re tight!”

Leo jerked her down harder every time Piper tried to rise up, gripping her choppy black hair to make her arch backward. “That’s right, give it to me! You like that? You fucking like that? Give us that sweet pussy! Take it!”

He came again, filling her with his seed, and pulled out as Jason slammed her, face-down, full-length onto the bed. Her inner muscles clenched around him as he drove his large cock into her soft, warm body. Leo sat back, content to watch his friends as Piper writhed beneath Jason, and Medea laughed. “Cum for him, Piper! Show them how much you want them! Ask them to take you every way they know! Beg for them to fill you with their cum! Turn her onto her back, Jason, and rape her hard.”

Piper’s charmspeak was weaker than Medea’s, and the sorceress overpowered her. Piper felt an orgasm building up inside her as she spoke against her will, breasts bouncing with each thrust. “Ah… ah… Jason… unh, please… oooohh… Jason, fill me. I want… nnnugh… I need you to come inside me. Mmph, oh, oh, oh! Ah… Leo, I want your cock in me, however you like! Ah… Take me in every way you can think of! Ah… Jason, fuck me until I can’t move!”

Unknown to Piper, Medea had relaxed her hold just a little as soon as Piper opened her mouth, so that Piper’s charmspeak rang through as well, placing the boys under a double-command. Jason came inside her and pulled out again as Leo pounced, flipping her onto her side, driving into her arse and winning a scream. Jason thrust into her mouth, reaching down to flick her clit, which proved the final straw as Piper convulsed, her first orgasm making her scream around Jason’s dick as she shuddered with pleasure.

The tremors gradually died down, but Jason and Leo’s enthusiasm didn’t. Though they were about as inexperienced as she was, they had a more fertile imagination, and Medea’s magic restoring them each time they would have had to stop for rest. Jason came again in her mouth, rubbing his cock over her lips as he pulled back. Leo fucked her in a thorough, steady rhythm, like a blacksmith hammering in a forge, while Jason was like a winter storm, wild and primal, obliterating anything that stood in his path.

Piper felt another orgasm building as Jason grabbed her breasts, massaging them hard and rough as he took over her pussy again. It was hard to tell if the daughter of Aphrodite was screaming in pain or pleasure as she came a second time, and she was left trembling and drained of strength as the two boys spent themselves inside her. How many times did that make it? Cum leaked from both her pussy and her arse, and she tasted it in her mouth.

She felt like cursing as Medea’s cruel laugh rang again, reminding Piper that she had an audience for her humiliation. “You’re still moving, Piper, and clearly you weren’t very convincing when you begged to be fucked. Perhaps a few more rounds will teach you. I’ll be kind and let you pick which one.”

Again, Piper found herself speaking words that she would never have said on her own. “Jason, come here and fuck me. Hold me down and use me hard, until – eek!”

The screaming girl used the last of her little remaining strength to cling to Jason for as long as she could, panting as he slammed into her, hard and rough. Exhausted, she could only lie there, sandwiched between Jason and the bed, her body sinking into the mattress with each thrust. Her limbs fell away from her sexual partner, no longer able to hold on, her voice a whisper. “Fuck me harder, Jason; fuck me as hard as you can. Shove your dick into my pussy and pound me.”

Jason instantly obeyed, one arm around her hips as he plunged deeper and deeper, Aphrodite’s child limp in his hold. The other hand gripped her hair, bending her in an arch that beared her lovely body to him. Jason’s lips travelled over every inch that he could reach, always returning to her full, dark breasts.

Medea frowned, not satisfied. “Your persuasive abilities are useless, girl! Jason, she is an enemy of Rome, the daughter of one who scorns you. Rape her! Do it now!”

While he remembered none of it, Jason had spent twelve years as a soldier of New Rome, with the physical strength to show for it as a result. No-one at the Roman Camp talked about it, but soldiers needed a physical release, and anyone with the rank of Officer or higher had ‘special privileges’. Under normal circumstances, Jason would be far too honourable, or at least be gentle, but these were not normal circumstances.

Medea had enhanced not only his stamina, but also his speed and strength, and her charm speak was enough to make him willing to forget their friendship and take Piper as a sex-slave, no matter how much he liked and respected her outside of Medea’s influence. Piper could barely breathe as Jason pounded inside her, each puff of air a mix of gasps and sobs. “Unh, unh, unh, unh… Jason, enough… aaaah… I can’t take it… ooh… Jason, stop!”

Her cunt felt like it was on fire, red and battered and sore, and she wouldn’t have been able to sit up if she tried. She couldn’t even twist as Jason switched to a different angle, one that offered less pleasure and more pain. She could only lie still and submit to Jason’s frenzied movements, hoping that it would be over soon.

***

Jason felt detached from reality, and wondered if it was a side effect from Piper’s mother. He could feel Piper underneath him, the blissful sensation of being sheathed in her tight body, and his own movement, but everything else was somehow muffled. He heard Piper’s voice as though it was coming from far away, and struggled to make it out as he felt himself nearing the brink. “…-an’t take it… ooh… Jason, stop!”

Jason tried, but he was beyond stopping, and stopping would mean disappointing Medea, who sounded happy. The sorceress laughed as she made a gesture that lifted Piper into the air, grinding her pelvis against Jason’s and tearing another scream from the girl’s throat. “I told you to rape her, Jason! I said to make her scream! Make her weep for her arrogance! Cum for him Piper! Your final humiliation.”

Piper was clenched tightly around him as she screamed an orgasm, dark hair spread over the covers, and Jason gripped her breast, driving himself balls-deep, somehow knowing that other girls had complained about him being too long to fully sheathe himself in them. He could see her crying, and a few more deep thrusts filled Piper with his seed as the world cleared.

His awareness coming back, Jason looked around him.

The three demigods were lying on a large bed. Leo lay off to one side, looking as blissed-out as Jason felt. Piper lay pale and listless beneath him, barely conscious, and far too exhausted to even be able to close her luscious legs. He could see sperm still seeping from her fuck-holes, and knew that he was responsible for most of it. More stained her face and mouth. Bruises were forming on her hips, breasts and shoulders, finger prints where he or Leo or both had gripped too hard.

Several feet away stood a woman that Jason vaguely remembered showing them around the store, though the details of that were a touch blurry, wearing a look of vindictive smugness. “Perhaps you will not be so swift to judge in the future, my dear. But, I have not had such entertainment in years, so I give you a gift.”

Piper’s clothes had been scattered on the floor, very much the worse for wear. The woman – Medea, Jason recalled fuzzily – waved her hand, and the clothes gathered into a neat pile, mending themselves, the dirt and smell of travel vanishing, to leave them as clean as when they had set out.

More details were slowly coming back as the Charmspeak wore off, allowing Jason to stop taking Medea’s every word as Gospel. She had encouraged them to buy things, citing the price as great deeds or favours, rather than money. Regaining the ability to think straight, Jason shuddered at what Medea could have made them do as a ‘favour’.

He closed his eyes, trying to force the memories into clarity. Piper had been immune – at least partially – to the power of Medea’s voice, and had tried to talk sense into them, but with limited success. Medea had tried to make Jason and Leo fight to the death, but changed her mind half way through, instructing the demigods to…

Jason’s coin was somehow in his hand, and he flipped it even as he lunged for Medea, twisting his gladius as it impaled her through the chest, which caused more damage and a quick, but more painful demise. Medea fell dead in seconds, but Piper still didn’t move, and Jason scrambled over to her, pulling out one of the ambrosia squares.

She stirred, and Jason leaned in to try and hear what she was saying. He winced guiltily when she flinched away from him. “…please, not again... no more…”

The past hour or so was a bit hazy, and Piper’s words made him question how much of it Piper had actually consented to. He had a horrible feeling that the answer was ‘not much’. Had Medea been speaking the truth when she ordered Jason to rape his maybe-girlfriend?

Jason felt sick. He remembered that Piper had been screaming and crying by the end, but he also knew that he had given her pleasure near the start, and she had orgasmed at least twice, had asked for more and actively participated.

But most of that seeming-willingness had been after Medea ordered her to, and forced consent was still forced. There had been several times that Piper had asked/begged them not to do something, too, and they had ignored her.

Oh, Blessed Gods.

It had been rape.

Jason and Leo had been victims as well, not acting entirely of their own free will, but at least they had been able to enjoy it, and while Jason couldn’t speak for Leo, he was honest enough to admit to himself that he had certainly been thinking about Piper in that way, even if his lack of memory had made him resolve not to start anything.

It was wrong, but Jason knew that sex with Piper – her slender body tight around him, her full breasts, the wet heat of her mouth around his cock, her lips moulded with his, the way she had felt pressed against him – was going to feature in his wet dreams for a very long time. Jason felt like the lowest of scum; he had hurt a brave, innocent girl who had been nothing except kind, even loving, to him. How would Piper even be able to look at him, after what he had done to her?

But he was being selfish; Piper and her well-being was what was important right now. Jason brushed a hand over her hair, as gentle as he could be. “It’s going to be ok, Piper. You need to eat and recover, but I promise it'll be ok. I swear that I'll never hurt you again.”