Aislynn O'Neil

Aislynn was not comfortable with the feelings that Theo was trying to get her to face. She had spent a good portion of her life partying, playing, and drinking to forget those feelings. He talked about it like it should be a good thing to have nobody put pressure on you. But all Aislynn had found it to mean was that it also meant nobody cared about you. "Look, it's whatever. I'm fine." She said, taking one more swig from the bottle. They were definitely down to the last sip, maybe two. At least it didn't go to waste. Ash thought to herself.

"I don't need anyone to care about me. I've done fine on my own." She said, stubbornly. It hadn't been aimed at him directly, she was mad at the world for not giving her someone that cared about her. Ash was not exactly ready to stop being angry at the world for the crap hand her parents had dealt her yet either. "I'm just looking for my next good time, you know?" She said with a wry smile to Theo. "So... never pegged you for a softie, Thatcher." She said in an effort to change the topic from the uncomfortable emotions he was stirring.

Hopping off the railing on the porch, Aislynn moved to stand right next to him. In order to prevent the conversation from turning back to feelings Ash opted for distraction. "Did that mead do the trick? Do you need more? Or... would you like a more personal touch?" She smirked and let her fingers stroke his cheek gently.

@Child of Dionysus,

Hey party people! It's been great having my older siblings back. At least someone in this camp knows how to have a bit of fun. Let's throw another party soon, yeah?

Mwah!

@ Theodore Thatcher ,

You're... alright. If you ever want another bottle of mead, or wine, or really anything, hit me up. And... uh... thanks, I guess.

Stay cool,

Taking the bottle back from Theo, Ash took another swig. "Dear old dad blessed me with so many of his talents." Ash cackled and took her finger and twirled it by her ear in the international sign for crazy. Aislynn didn't feel a particular connection with her father, not that any of the demigods could truly say they had a relationship with them. Just because she got to see him fairly regularly because her grandfather had decided to punish him by making him serve as the director for their camp, didn't mean she was able to bond with him. Even if he had been more interested in bonding with children, Aislynn wasn't sure she would be open to it.

Nobody asked Ash why she checked on them. She had not been prepared for his question. "I..." She took an extra swig from the bottle before passing it back to him. "Why does it matter?" Aislynn looked uncomfortably down at her feet. In all the years she had been showing up for the loners and underdogs, she had never once had them show any interest in why. "I just hate it when people have to go through rough things alone... that's all." Aislynn dangled her feet awkwardly beneath her.

Ash and Theo continued to pass the bottle back and forth, trading quips. He had managed to get her to relax again after his question, only to ask another one. "I don't know what you want to hear. I am a troublemaker." Ash conceded. She knew that she had a talent for getting herself mixed up into things she shouldn't. She dove head-first into chaos, didn't even try to come up with a plan to avoid it. "Mom's an alcoholic, I ran away when I was 12, satyr brought me here... Dad's patron saint of alcoholics, crazy people, and parties..." Ash let out a chuckle that had just a hint of madness to it, coupled with sad eyes. "I don't really think anyone expects me to amount to much more than an alcoholic, crazy, party girl... so why pretend I'm anything else?" Aislynn took another swig from the bottle and looked away, afraid to see that look of pity in his eyes she was sure was about to follow. I don't need pity...

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Aislynn let out a soft whimper as he began to press into her. The She blushed softly as he looked down at her with a smile. He could be so reassuring when he wanted to be. As he slowly moved in and out of her, Ash felt it grow easier. She no longer winced as he went in by the time he buried the whole shaft within her ass. She felt incredibly full in that moment, and embarrassed as he paused and held her there.

Before long his thumb began to tease her clit and Ash let out a soft moan because of how sensitive she still was. His cock moved in her ass, and she could hardly believe that it was starting to feel good simply because he teased her clit at the same time. "It... it feels..." She blushed because she was embarrassed to admit that he could bring her pleasure from fucking her ass. "good." She whispered softly, biting her lip trying not to let herself moan again.

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Rumor has it the playboys are all getting themselves entangled... 

You think you can handle me Santos? 
 

for you, Becca... how about Axel? 

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Spooky shadows and spooky dreams...

Ash rolled her eyes. Helena was beautiful, she couldn't deny that, but it wasn't like she was Helen of Troy. Actually... the war that almost broke out during that volleyball game, maybe... She shook her head to bring her back to the moment. "Aphrodite should thank you for saving her some time then." Ash chuckled. "Those two are both stubborn."

Ash took a sip of the mead as the bottle came back to her. It turned out better than she had anticipated it would. Definitely a matter of sourcing your berries. She thought to herself before nearly spitting out the beverage as Theo asked her why she cared. "You're probably the only person here that can give me a run for my money in the reckless olympics. Had to make sure you didn't die or steal my crown. or both." She said as if that should have been obvious. Aislynn cared very deeply about people, she just didn't attach herself to them because they always seemed to let her down. Nobody wanted to handle the extremes that came with being in her life. When Aislynn was in a good mood, everything was a party and her smile was infectious. But just as true, when she was angry she should have come with a warning label. She had no filter, and spoke her mind. She was a lot for anyone to take, and she knew it. Her own mother couldn't even show up for her, how was she supposed to expect anyone else to?

She knew what it was like to live life truly alone. So when she heard about other people in camp getting the short end of the stick, she would often make sure that they had at least one person willing to show up for them. Nobody realized that though. She didn't advertise it, and nobody would ever assume that the words Ash spoke weren't ever of comfort. She just showed up, usually with some alcohol, and let them talk at her. She didn't have to say anything meaningful, most people just like to vent and get their frustrations out. Sometimes they needed a bit more physical release, and Ash was happy to supply that too. Most of the time they ended up seeming to be in a better mood by the end, and usually they didn't realize what she had really done for them. And Ash was okay with that. If they started to notice, they might start to like her, and then they might actually try to connect with her, and that was something that was hard for her.

This works just fine...

Aislynn was desperate for her release. Levi had been teasing her with the wand before plunging himself into her. Of course it didn't take long for her to build to a release. His thrusts combined with the continued exposure to the wand's gentle shocks stimulated her to a level of intensity she could hardly contain.

As he pulled out of her pussy she let out an audible whine of disappointment as she had been so near a release. She heard the sinister tone in his voice, however, as he determined he would rather fuck her ass. She blushed bright red before stating, "Yes master, please fuck my ass." Aislynn wasn't sure that she really wanted his cock in her ass. It was painful, but it was something she knew she could only get used to through experience. What she did know was that she did want to cum, and he wanted to make her cum from being fucked in the ass. It seemed like the only answer that would result in what she wanted. She could sacrifice some comfort to get that.

Ash was not everyone's cup of tea. In fact, she was not most people's cup of tea. But she threw a hell of a party, and as a result most people still tolerated her presence. It kept her in good enough spirits that she felt confident enough to continue being her chaotic self. That included random trips to other cabins to give a light ribbing to the newly injured. "I think it might be an improvement." She joked, and held out the bottle. "To share, but yes." A rare genuine smile crossed her face. "I thought you might want something to dull the pain. The stories I heard made it sound a lot worse."

Popping herself up onto the railing of the cabin's patio, she asked. "What were you thinking anyway? Everyone knows she's Mateo's. They aren't as subtle as they think they are." Ash chuckled softly. Her legs swung beneath her. People often thought that she was a handful, but really she just had a lot of energy and took a lot of risks. She liked her booze little too much, and tended to be just a little too loud. But she didn't tend to go for the dramatic choices. "Even with her flirting, you had to know it wasn't going to end well when you decided to taunt him."

A Teddy Bear 

The Volleyball game had apparently been far more eventful than Ash had been willing to give it credit for. Aislynn had purposefully dodged out of the game and stayed back in her cabin working on a batch of wine. She was well known for her party girl ways, and it wouldn't have shocked anyone to find out that she was brewing something or other alcoholic underneath the Dionysus cabin. Today's masterpiece was a Blackberry Mead that she had spent far too long sourcing the berries for to let this batch be anything other than perfect. So she had needed to hear second hand the news of what happened between Mateo and Theo at what was supposed to have been a volleyball game.

Ever since the news reached her ears, however, Ash decided that she had to wait to see Theo come back. He was bound to have a nice shiner on his face, and Aislynn couldn't pass up the opportunity to absolutely give him shit. She did bring a bottle of the mead with her though, as a peace offering afterward. Ash waited until she saw Theo walking up, and with a smirk on her face she called out, "I heard you struck out and have the bruises to prove it."

@ Theodore Thatcher

Ash whimpered softly as his cock pressed against her. "Yes master." She nodded. In that moment she wanted nothing more than for him to completely fill her and let her cum for him. He had broken her, and now she was completely under his control. He didn't need his charmspeak. She would do whatever he wanted, so long as he would let her feel pleasure. She was his now.

"Oh gods!" She whimpered as his cock rammed completely into her. Her voice echoed in the room as she cried out. Each thrust brought her a small jolt of pleasure. This only intensified as he brought the wand to her clit. The small tickles that it sent through her intensified the pleasure brought by each thrust. She let out another moan, "Yes master..." She bit her lip and whimpered as the pleasure built. She could feel her release building as he continued. Finally, as it grew unbearable, she began to beg. "Please sir? Please may I cum?"

~~~SEVERAL HOURS LATER~~~

Seemed like it was time to wrap things up. Ash was beyond wasted, and people were starting to leave. She beamed and took to the mic. "You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here!" And with a laugh she chucked the Mic to the floor and began to walk outside...

"Y...y...yes Master." Aislynn whimpered once more as he shocked her clit again. His fingers entered her and the wand moved, and Aislynn began to let out soft moans. Levi knew exactly what he was doing, and she was starting to believe that she had gotten in way over her head. But it was too late now, she had committed to things. The shocks down along her calves kept her awareness centered on her lower body as he continued to tease her g-spot. Aislynn felt her release building. Just as she was sure she was going to cum, he stopped. And instantly she felt the wand's sting on her clit once more and she let out another, much louder, scream. He held it there and Ash felt her lower body responding out of her own control. She writhed beneath the wand. "Master!" She cried out, begging with her eyes for mercy.

Ash's cheeks blushed deeper as he bound her ankles to her wrists. She felt incredibly exposed in that moment. His hand rubbed across her pussy and she let out a soft sigh of bliss from the touch. Before long the wand was pressed against her. It didn't feel like much at first, almost like a vibration rather than a shock. She supposed that was normal--after all tens units operated on the same principle and that was how they worked. But as he dragged it across her leg, she could feel just the tiniest prickle. "Mmmmmm..."

Then he turned it up and moved it to her clit and she let out a soft whimper "Ah!" It didn't hurt, not really. The response was involuntary.

Ash took the cue to place her hands on her thighs. Before long, Levi had grabbed the collar and placed it onto her neck. As he described it, she smiled softly. This was one of the things she had known about the lifestyle he led. Part of her was a little disappointed that the regular one would look more like a necklace. A collar would have fit her aesthetic fine enough. The term necklace was vague and had her imagining anything from a solitaire pendant to a choker. She hoped he'd be kind enough to at least make sure it was something that she would enjoy. "Understood, sir." She said, letting him know that she had understood the description.

Before long he grabbed her by the hair and lifted her once more. She let out a soft whimper at her hair being pulled again. She blushed as his lips pressed against hers, but she melted against him. As he gave her next directive, Ash laid herself on the bed and raised her ankles above her head, holding onto them per his directive. She bit her lip as she waited for him to get the rope out. It wasn't for any real reason, just a subconscious habit that she wasn't necessarily aware of.

Axel!