Samantha Adams

Samantha's heart pounded in her chest as Evelyn took her by the hand and led her down the hall. She barely heard Evelyn's comment, her mind was too busy racing with the reality of what was about to happen. She was so caught up in her thoughts and her heart pounding in her chest that she didn't notice the knot in the towel starting to loosen. As they walked, the towel slipped, inch by inch, the fabric sliding against her damp skin. The edge of the towel dropped lower, revealing a little more of her back with each passing second. Samantha, completely absorbed in her own nerves and the sensation of Evelyn's hand in hers, remained unaware of her increasingly precarious state. The only thought on her mind was the impending kiss, not the fact that her towel was dangerously close to betraying her. 

When they entered Evelyn's room she glanced around taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. Samantha had never been in here before and had certainly never imagined she would be under these circumstances. "Remember, Evelyn," she said, her voice barely above a whisper, "This is just to fix my hair. Nothing more." With that, she closed her eyes and waited..........Samantha hadn't expected Evelyn's lips to be so soft, neither had she anticipated the sudden rush of emotions that surged through her.

Samantha felt her own hand instinctively rise to rest on Evelyn's chest, feeling the steady beat of her heart under her palm. Samantha opened her eyes, staring at Evelyn. Her mind raced trying to comprehend what just happened. She felt a rush of confusing emotions; anger, embarrassment, curiosity, and... something else she couldn't quite identify. Unbenounced to Samantha though, between being dragged down the hall and pressed against the door her towel had finally betrayed her, part of it had slipped off her shoulder exposing the upper portion of her breast....and revealing ever so slightly her nipple. "Well, that was...not unpleasant. So.....will you fix my hair now?" she pleaded. 

Samantha's heart skipped a beat when Evelyn mentioned the book was one of her father's. She looked down at it, running her fingers gently over the cover, suddenly realizing the significance of what Evelyn had just handed her. For a moment, her anger and embarrassment were forgotten, replaced by a sense of awe. "Your father wrote this?" she asked, looking up at Evelyn, her eyes wide with surprise. She had never seen this side of Evelyn, the side that seemed to genuinely care about something – or someone. Samantha felt a strange warmth spreading through her as she held the book in her hands. Despite the circumstances, she couldn't help but feel touched that Evelyn had chosen to share something so personal with her. "I... thank you, Evelyn," she said, her voice soft.

But then as Samantha swallowed she almost choked as Evelyn's words washed over her. Kiss her? The thought sent a strange fluttering sensation through her stomach, a blend of nervousness and......well she didn't know what the second feeling was? She swallowed hard again, her mind racing. Samantha had never kissed anyone before, let alone a girl! Also, someone she had always viewed as a rival and a floozy! But the look in Evelyn eyes was strangely compelling, filled with a kind of daring that made Samantha's pulse quicken. She had said she would do anything, hadn't she? But a kiss... that was more intimate than she had ever thought she would have to be with Evelyn.

"Kiss... you?" Samantha repeated, her voice barely above a whisper. Her gaze darted around the room, avoiding Evelyn's intense stare. What was she thinking? This was Evelyn, the girl who was always out to get her, the girl who had just dyed her hair a horrid shade of pink. But as Samantha thought about it, she realized she was curious. She had never considered what it would be like to kiss a girl, much less Evelyn. And the way Evelyn was looking at her... it was as if she actually cared about her. Samantha felt a strange warmth in her chest that she had no idea what to do with. Taking a deep breath, Samantha made her decision. She was desperate to get her hair fixed, and if a kiss was what it took, she would do it. "Not a word of this to anyone ever Evelyn Scott do you understand!!!" she flashed a warning with her eyes. Then, closing them, Samantha leaned in, her lips puckered in anticipation. She felt a rush of adrenaline, her heart pounding in her chest as she waited for Evelyn to make a move. She knew was that she was about to cross a line she had never thought she would cross, and she wasn't sure what would happen once she did.

Samantha's heart pounded in her chest as Evelyn's tear-filled eyes met her own. She felt a rush of emotions sweep over her; sympathy, confusion, and most of all, an affection she was still trying to understand. She had never intended to make Evelyn feel as if she was brushing her off, but it seemed her confusion and hesitation had done just that. She nodded, squeezing Evelyn's hand gently. "I do mean it, Evelyn," Samantha said, her voice quiet but firm. She paused, swallowing the knot that had formed in her throat. "I mean...I see you. Not just the carefree, Aphrodite’s daughter everyone else sees, but the real you. The strong, kind, and brave girl who's struggling right now, and...and I think you're amazing." Samantha's heart fluttered as she said those words, the tension in the air between them was palpable. She could feel her cheeks burning, as the words left her mouth. She hoped Evelyn didn't notice, or if she did, she wouldn't mention it. Samantha hesitated before adding, "And I...I want to be here for you. Not because I feel obligated to, but because...because I...care about you, Evelyn." Samantha felt a chill run through her as she admitted this, her mind racing with questions about what this meant for her and for Evelyn. She was scared of what these feelings could mean, but even more scared of not acknowledging them at all.

Feeling Evelyn's hand in hers, Samantha couldn't help but let her thoughts wander. She found herself picturing a future where they could be more than just friends, where she could be the one to help Evelyn through her struggles, to celebrate her victories, to be there for her in every way. It was a tantalizing thought, but also terrifying. Did she have the courage to take the risk? "Evelyn...," Samantha whispered, her heart pounding so loudly she was sure Evelyn could hear it. She paused, not sure how to continue. "I… I want to understand your feelings...." In her head she completed the sentence......'I want to be more than just a friend to you.' But she couldn't bring herself to say that part out loud, there was just too much risk!

Samantha's heart pounded in her chest as Evelyn's words hung in the air. Her mouth felt dry, and she found herself clutching the edges of her towel a little tighter. She didn't want to spend more time with Evelyn, not after all the pranks and the teasing. But at the same time, the thought of being around her stirred up an unsettling mix of emotions. She could feel the heat rising to her cheeks, and she had to force herself to meet Evelyn's gaze. "I...," Samantha began, her voice shaky. She took a deep breath, pushing down the nervous flutter in her stomach. "Yes, I want my hair back to blonde. And if that means spending more time with you, then...then I guess I don't have a choice." She hesitated, her heart thumping wildly against her ribs. Admitting she would do anything for Evelyn wasn't easy. The words felt foreign on her tongue, but she knew it was the only way. Samantha steeled herself, holding Evelyn's gaze as she continued. "I would do...anything for you to fix this," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. The confession hung in the air between them, and Samantha could only hope that she wasn't making a huge mistake.

While Samantha waited for Evelyn's response she was taken aback as Evelyn handed her a book. She stared at it for a moment, her eyes flicking between the book and Evelyn. Samantha couldn't help but feel a pang of suspicion. Was this another one of Evelyn's pranks? She took a deep breath, steadying herself as she took the book from Evelyn's hands. Samantha knew Evelyn was manipulative and devious, but she also knew that Evelyn cared about her books. It wasn't like Evelyn to hand over something she treasured so much as part of a prank. "I promise," Samantha said, her voice barely above a whisper. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She was angry and embarrassed, yes, but she also felt an odd sense of anticipation. She knew that whatever was in this book, Evelyn thought it was important. And for some inexplicable reason, that thought made Samantha's stomach flutter with nervous excitement.

Samantha's face turned beet red as Evelyn teased her about her appearance. She felt utterly embarrassed standing there in just a towel, her hot pink hair now a mess around her shoulders. She couldn't believe she had been so careless as to run out of her cabin wearing only a towel. However, she couldn't turn back now – she had to confront Evelyn about the prank. Her heart raced as she tried to think of a way to salvage her dignity while still confronting Evelyn about the hair dye prank. "Th-that's not why I'm here!" she stammered, trying to regain her composure. "This is all your fault! You dyed my hair pink!"

Her mind raced as she tried to figure out her next move, realizing that standing outside the cabin in just a towel would only make the situation worse. Samantha had no choice but to step inside Evelyn's cabin to avoid being seen by anyone else. "I can't believe you did this," she said, her voice shaking with a mix of anger and embarrassment. "I don't know what your problem is, Evelyn, but you can't keep messing with me like this." While Samantha stood in the Aphrodite cabin, she tried to ignore the burning sensation in her cheeks, knowing that Evelyn was likely enjoying every second of her embarrassment. She refused to let the other girl see just how much this was affecting her, so she crossed her arms over her chest, attempting to appear confident despite her compromised state. "I want you to fix this, Evelyn," she demanded, her voice slightly steadier. "I don't care how you do it, but I want my hair back to normal."

Samantha couldn't help but feel a strange sense of vulnerability being in Evelyn's cabin, especially given her attire, or lack thereof. She had never been this close to her rival, and the intensity of the situation only heightened her awareness of the feelings she'd been trying to ignore for so long. Despite her anger and embarrassment, Samantha couldn't deny the underlying curiosity about why Evelyn always seemed to target her specifically. "And I want to know why you keep doing this," she added. "Why do you always single me out?"

Samantha's heart raced as she saw Evelyn charge towards her with the stick in her hand. Her instincts screamed at her to get up and defend herself, but the lingering pain and exhaustion made it difficult. The intense anger coursing through her veins, however, fueled her enough to push herself up, even as she struggled to stay on her feet. As Evelyn swung the branch, Samantha's instincts took over. She barely managed to roll out of the way, avoiding the full force of the blow, but the branch still grazed her head, sending a sharp pain through her skull. She gasped, disoriented and dizzy, as she struggled to stay conscious. That was when Evelyn swung again and this time it connected! The heavy stick collided with her head with a sickening crack, causing her vision to blur and her body to tremble. 

As the pain became unbearable and her consciousness began to slip away, Samantha' felt a deep sadness mixed with her anger. She didn't want things to end this way, with her and Evelyn at each other's throats. The last thing she wanted to remember was Evelyn's beautiful smile, not the twisted expression of rage that now marred her features. But as the darkness closed in and her body crumpled to the ground, Samantha' couldn't help but wonder if she had truly lost any chance of happiness with the girl she had fallen for, all because of a cruel twist of fate and a moment of uncontrollable anger. As her breathing became shallow and labored, her fading consciousness was marked by a weak, barely audible whimper, "Mmm...nnn........."

What? I don't know what you're talking about?? *hard blush*

Ummm well you already are having a baby with Mateo so he better stay with you! Otherwise I would have said #StayPure.....little late for that though....

Samantha had felt like her whole world had been turned upside down in an instant. The embarrassment and fear of admitting her feelings for Evelyn was quickly overshadowed by Ares' anger. As he grabbed her, she felt a primal fear coursing through her veins. But amidst that fear, there was a small, defiant spark of courage, fueled by her feelings for Evelyn and the desire to protect her. Even as Ares dropped her and moved on to his own daughter, Samantha's mind raced, trying to figure out a way to stop him and defend everyone at the camp. She couldn't let Ares win, not now, when she had finally found the courage to admit her feelings to Evelyn. That all changed when she felt a sudden surge of anger and rage coursing through her veins, more intense than anything she had ever felt before. Her heart pounded, and her breathing grew heavy as the god's manipulation took effect. Samantha struggled to control her emotions as she looked over at Evelyn, who seemed to be struggling with the same anger that she was experiencing.

Samantha's heart ached, realizing the god had cursed them both with this uncontrollable anger. Samantha gritted her teeth, attempting to regain control, but the rage was too powerful. She turned to Evelyn, her eyes filled with anger and pain. "You just had to play the hero, didn't you? You think you're so much better than everyone else, with your pretty face! You act like you're so perfect, but deep down, you're just as flawed and scared as the rest of us! You're nothing special, Evelyn, and maybe if you weren't so busy basking in the attention of every boy in camp, you'd realize that!" She had more to say but that was all she could get out before Evelyn was suddenly on top of her!

Samantha's eyes widened in shock as Evelyn tackled her to the ground, her fists raining down on her. Her body ached with each blow, but Samantha found herself unable to block or dodge the relentless assault. Her instincts screamed at her to fight back, but her body betrayed her, unable to keep up with the onslaught. She tried to raise her fists, to push back against Evelyn, but though her movements were slow and sluggish she eventually managed to kick hard enough to send Evelyn flying back several feet. Samantha couldn't help but wonder if there was any hope left for her and Evelyn, or if this was the tragic end of their story.

Samantha caught the wooden sword with ease and gave Kenna an encouraging smile. "Alright, Kenna, I won't go easy on you. But remember, we're still practicing, so safety first." Samantha's heart swelled with pride, seeing the determination in the young girl's eyes. This was exactly the kind of spirit and resilience that made a demigod great. The two began sparring, with Samantha pushing Kenna to her limits. She attacked with precision and speed, forcing Kenna to think fast and react quickly. Samantha wanted Kenna to experience the true nature of combat, understanding that real battles would not be lenient. 

As Samantha and Kenna continued to spar, Samantha's movements became more fluid and powerful. She expertly sidestepped Kenna's lunges and countered with swift, well-placed blows. Samantha's strikes came in rapid succession, giving Kenna little opportunity to recover or mount her own offense. Samantha's wooden sword connected with Kenna's arms and legs, sending stinging sensations through the younger girl's limbs. At first, Samantha admired Kenna's tenacity and refusal to give up. However, as she continued to dominate the match, Samantha's instincts took over, and she became increasingly aggressive. Her attacks became a flurry of slashes and thrusts, each one more forceful than the last. In a moment of heightened fervor, Samantha saw an opening and delivered a powerful strike, targeting Kenna's midsection. The blow connected with enough force to lift the young Hephaestus girl off her feet, sending her crashing onto her back on the ground. The sound of Kenna's breath being knocked out of her body echoed through the training area.

Samantha froze, suddenly aware of the situation she had created. The exhilaration of combat had clouded her judgment, causing her to forget that she was sparring with a child. Looking down at Kenna, who lay on the ground gasping for air, Samantha's heart clenched with guilt and worry. "Kenna, I'm so sorry," she stammered, dropping her wooden sword and rushing to Kenna's side. "I got carried away, I didn't mean to push you that hard. Are you ok?"

Samantha's heart raced as she stood before Shi Jin, taking in his confident demeanor. The nerves she had felt earlier crept back, but she refused to let them show. She couldn't help but admire his physique, noting the way his muscles rippled beneath his clothing. Samantha knew she couldn't allow herself to be distracted by his appearance, and she steeled her resolve. "Absolutely, I'm ready for the practice," Samantha responded, her voice steady and confident despite her racing thoughts. She began to stretch her limbs, warming up her muscles for the impending combat session. As she focused on her movements, Samantha took the opportunity to center her thoughts and mentally prepare herself for the challenge ahead. "By the way, is there any particular type of hand to hand combat you would prefer to focus on today?" Samantha wanted to ensure they both had a chance to work on their strengths and weaknesses during the session.

"I usually practice with just weapons but I'm in sore need of experience in hand to hand combat. Don't think though that that means I'll be easy prey. I fully expect to leave this match up victorious" she teased playfully. Even though they were about to fight she didn't want this to come off as too serious a matter. She walked towards him until there was only five paces in between them. Samantha decided to take the initiative and throw the first blow. "Ladies first!" she cried. Drawing from her knowledge of various fighting styles, she opted for a technique from Krav Maga, a martial art known for its practicality and effectiveness in real-life situations. Samantha quickly closed the distance between her and Shi Jin, her movements fluid and precise. Her aim was to target his midsection, as this would allow her to test his reflexes and defensive capabilities. She launched a swift, straight punch towards his abdomen, intending to use the element of surprise to her advantage.

Samantha felt her legs go weak when Levi threatened to 'turn her bratty ass bright red`. She couldn't hold back the intrusive thoughts of Levi standing victorious over her flushed bottom, following through on his promise. As his verbal assault on her continued a mix of emotions swirl inside her. Levi's words stung and that pain mixed beautifully with the psyical pleasure he was causing her. Anger flares up at being called a brat again and being labeled as someone who loves humiliation. Being a daughter of Athena, Samantha was proud of her intelligence and strategic abilities, but Levi's assertion that she enjoys being put in her place challenged her self-image. She felt the sting of embarrassment and vulnerability, but a part of her can't help but wonder if there is some truth to his words. "Maybe....maybe I do enjoy the humiliation..." she said softly, hating herself for allowing Levi to coax such an admission out from her. "I don't... like... this..." But her words were unconvincing, even to her own ears. She knew that she was lying, that deep down she was craving the humiliation and the power that Levi held over her.

As Levi pushed his fingers inside, her resolve began to crumble. The desire to submit and the need to maintain her pride warred within her, creating an emotional turmoil that only served to heighten her arousal. She felt her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as Levi's fingers continued to work their magic, her body betraying her at every turn. She had never been touched like this and her pussy was very tight as his fingers began to stretch and explore her most intimate area. With a final, desperate attempt at defiance, Samantha tried to maintain her grip on Levi's cock, stroking him with renewed determination even as her legs spread wider and her own arousal threatened to consume her completely. But she couldn't maintain it, the pleasure he was causing her was overwhelming and she struggled to concentrate her attention on his cock. "Why... why does this feel so good?" she moaned. She couldn't believe how good it felt, and at the same time, she couldn't believe how much she wanted more. "Please... don't stop," she begged, her voice filled with need. As Samantha moans, her voice soft and breathy, "Mmm... ah... oh... yes..."

The next thing she knows she back on her knees again with a thud. Obediently she opens her mouth and takes Levi in again determined to apply what she learned the first time. Taking his throbbing erection into her mouth she swirled her tongue around the sensitive tip. With one hand, she continued to stroke the length of his shaft, while the other gently cupped and massaged his balls. Samantha's lips and tongue danced across Levi's cock, teasing every inch of him as she took him deeper into her mouth. Her eyes locked onto his, challenging him, as she demonstrated her determination to get him off. Samantha's hands and mouth worked in tandem, she alternated between sucking on the head of his cock and taking him fully into her throat, her hands never stopping their rhythmic motion. "Gh-ggghk... *cough*... Mmmph... *gag*..." She could feel his body tremble, and she knew he was close to the edge. "*gasp*... Ugh... Hrk... *cough*... Mmph..."

Samantha's heart raced as Evelyn's arms wrapped around her, pulling her close to avoid the sudden intrusion. She felt warmth radiating from Evelyn's body, and the smell of her perfume mixed with the scent of the bonfire was intoxicating. The brief moment of being held in Evelyn's embrace made Samantha feel an odd mix of emotions – comfort, excitement, and even a slight disappointment when Evelyn let go. She didn't want that moment to end, but now it was ruined thanks to this biker jerk! With the interruption, Samantha felt a surge of anger towards the man claiming to be Ares. He had just ruined a moment that could have been pivotal in her relationship with Evelyn!

She clenched her fists, her nerves momentarily forgotten as she focused on the intruder. She admired Evelyn's courage as she confronted the man, standing up for her mother and not backing down. As Evelyn spoke, Samantha took a deep breath and stepped forward, standing by her side. Her heart was still pounding, but she felt a sense of determination now. No matter what happened next, she wouldn't let this man – god or not – ruin the progress she had made with Evelyn. Samantha glared at Ares, her anger fueled not only by her loyalty to her mother Athena but by the rage she felt of him ruining this one chance she had with Evelyn!

"You may call yourself the god of war, but all I see is an overgrown, attention-seeking bully who desperately clings to past glories! AND WHAT'S WORSE YOU RUINED MY MOMENT! I WAS GOING TO TELL HER I HAVE FEELINGS FOR HER!!!!!!!!" Samantha quickly clamped her mouth shut with her hands. Shocked, not by what she had just shouted to the god of War, but by the secret emotions she had let out.

Samantha felt a combination of irritation and embarrassment. She was annoyed by his presumptuous attitude and the way he seemed to relish in calling her a brat, but at the same time, she couldn't help but feel self-conscious about her body's reaction to him. The truth in his words stung, as she realized that her body was indeed betraying her mind's desire to resist him. When Levi commented on her ass, Samantha's face flushed an even deeper shade of red. A shiver ran down her spine as she imagined the humiliation of having her ass spanked and turning red under his touch. Her heart raced at the thought, and she couldn't help but feel a mixture of fear and excitement. "You...you wouldn't dare!!!" she challenged. Yet the idea of submitting to Levi in such a vulnerable way was both frightening and alluring, and she found herself torn between wanting to resist him and craving the experience. The intensity of her emotions only fueled her desire, making her more conflicted than ever.

She flinched slightly as Levi stepped towards her but she allowed his hands to wonder over her battle. Samantha bit her lip as Levi's hands roamed her body, feeling a mix of dread and anticipation. His touch felt electric, sending tingles and shivers down her spine. When he kissed her she felt the mixture of lust and power and it left her breathless. Levi's lips are firm and demanding as she slowly yielded to him, kissing him back. As Levi bites her lip and treats her nipple roughly, Samantha experiences a whirlwind of emotions. The pain from his bite and the rough treatment of her nipple makes her wince and squirm, but the intensity of the sensations also sends sparks of pleasure coursing through her body. Samantha feels a mixture of confusion, arousal, and shame. She is surprised to find herself responding to the rough treatment, and this realization leaves her feeling vulnerable and exposed. When Levi finally broke away from the kiss she couldn't help but cry out "Ouch! That hurts.....Mmmmm. Why... why am I letting you do this to me?" she pouted.

"You're going to learn your place one way or another, daughter of Athena"

Samantha felt a whirlwind of emotions from those words. The mention of her heritage as a daughter of Athena filled her with a combination of defiance and confusion. She was meant to embody strength and wisdom, traits that seemed at odds with submitting to someone like Levi. However, the undeniable attraction she felt towards him and the prospect of finding her "place" under his control both frightened and captivated her. Samantha found herself struggling between her pride and the growing desire within her, unsure how to balance her urge to resist with the powerful arousal she was experiencing. Still, she had to try and when Levi commanded her to spread her legs she knew this was probably her last chance to defy him.

"And if I don't?" Feeling a surge of determination, Samantha tried to regain some semblance of control. "You... you think you're so tough," she challenged, her voice shaky. "But... I bet I can make you... feel just as good... as you make me feel." She reached down, her hand finding Levi's throbbing cock, and began to stroke him in time with his fingers on her clit. But she had never been touched like this before, she had barely ever touched herself. And once again she found her body acting on its own as her legs parted an inch....and then another....and finally a third. 

Samantha's heart raced as Evelyn grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the group. She could still hear the laughter behind her, and she felt a mix of embarrassment and relief. She had successfully gotten Evelyn's attention, but at what cost? As Evelyn turned to face her, Samantha could see the concern in her eyes, and she couldn't help but feel a warm sensation in her chest. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... I just wanted to talk to you," Samantha stammered, looking down at their intertwined hands. Noticing the connection there, realizing this was probably the first time she had ever touched Evelyn's beautiful bronze skin. 'Oh no! ' she thought to herself, 'Am I being too weird? Ohhhh I'm blowing this!' She felt a mix of anxiety and exhilaration, unsure of what would happen next. Despite her nerves, Samantha forced herself to meet Evelyn's gaze.

"I know I'm not as confident or charming as you, but I wanted to try... I guess I just wanted to be brave enough to approach you," she admitted, her voice soft but sincere. She could feel her cheeks burning, but she couldn't bring herself to look away from Evelyn's eyes. There was something comforting in the concern she saw there, something that made her feel like maybe, just maybe, she wasn't completely messing this up.

Taking a deep breath, Samantha decided to be honest about her feelings. "Evelyn, I've been finding myself... drawn to you lately, even though we used to have our conflicts. I know we're different, but I can't help but feel a connection with you. I just... I wanted to try and get to know you better, even if it meant facing my fears and putting myself out there," she confessed, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel her hands shaking, but she refused to break the connection between them. No matter what happened next, Samantha knew she needed to be true to herself and to her feelings for Evelyn.

Samantha tried to focus on what she was doing, but the feeling of him filling her mouth was overwhelming. She'd heard stories, but this was her first real experience, and she had no idea what she was doing. She moved tentatively at first, her confidence slowly growing as she began to find her rhythm. But when Levi looked down at her, and she caught his wicked grin, her eyes widdened. She knew that he was about to push her boundaries even further. Levi's hand tightened in her hair, and he suddenly forced her mouth down on his cock, the tip hitting the back of her throat. Samantha's eyes watered, and she tried to suppress a gag. The sensation of his cock filling her mouth and throat was both humiliating and intense, and she couldn't help but feel a strange thrill from it.

"Urrrgghh... gaggg... hkkkkk... nnghhhhh... gluuugkk... aahhhk... mmmphhh..." was all she could muster in protest as Levi's cock continued ramming the back of her throat. Samantha's choking sounds continue to intensify, reflecting her struggle to adapt to Levi's size. "Aaackkk... grrruuhhh... hrrgghh... guhhhkkk... ummphhhh..." Despite her discomfort, Samantha couldn't help but feel a surge of arousal at the sight of Levi's wicked grin and the sensation of her own saliva running down her face. As Levi pulled her off, she looked up at him, her eyes pleading for a reprieve. "I...didn't....say..you could do that!" She started to protest, never one to back down from mouthing off when annoyed she continued. "Just because I...." But at that moment Levi wiped his saliva-coated cock across her face, Samantha's face burned with humiliation. She hated how much she was enjoying this, how much Levi was getting under her skin. She knew that this was a game for him, a power play that she was losing. 

"That can't be necessary?!" she complained when Levi ordered her to strip. "Do...do I have to?" But she knew it was fruitless to argue now, Levi was holding all of the cards while all she was holding onto was the tattered remains of her dignity. Samantha hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest as she took a deep breath, preparing herself for what Levi demanded. This was it, the ultimate test of her pride, to strip in front of him and leave herself completely exposed. With trembling fingers, she reached for the hem of her button-up blouse, already unbuttoned earlier, and slowly slid it off her shoulders. The fabric felt cool against her heated skin, and as it pooled around her feet, she felt her cheeks flush once more. 'Why am I doing this?' she thought, her mind screaming for her to stop, but her body betraying her every step of the way.

Next, she reached for the waistband of her jeans, her eyes locked on Levi's, trying to maintain a semblance of defiance even as she undressed for him. As she unzipped her jeans, she felt a shiver of vulnerability run down her spine. She couldn't believe she was going through with this. Her jeans fell to the ground, leaving her in just her matching black underwear. The cold air of the night surrounded her, making goosebumps rise on her skin, but the heat of desire burning inside her kept her focused on the task at hand.

As Samantha stood there in her matching black bra and panties, she couldn't help but feel a strange mix of excitement and apprehension. She had never been so exposed in front of anyone before, let alone someone like Levi. And yet, as her body quivered with anticipation, she couldn't help but be intrigued by the power he seemed to have over her. With a shaky breath, she reached behind her, unclasping her bra and letting it fall to the ground. She felt her breasts bounce free, the cold air causing her nipples to harden even more. Her hands instinctively moved to cover herself, but she knew that would only give Levi more satisfaction. So she forced herself to stand there, open and vulnerable for him to see.

Finally, it was time to remove her last piece of clothing, her black panties. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband and hesitated for a moment, feeling a lump in her throat as she prepared to bare herself completely. 'This is it,' she thought, 'there's no turning back now.' Slowly, she slid her panties down her thighs, the fabric catching slightly on her dampness. As the garment pooled at her feet, she felt a mix of embarrassment and exhilaration coursing through her veins. She had never felt so vulnerable, so exposed in her life. And yet, a small, rebellious part of her couldn't help but feel a sense of pride for facing her fears and pushing herself to this limit. Samantha stood there, completely naked, her eyes meeting Levi's with a mixture of defiance and desire. "There! Ha..hap..happy now?" she challenged, trying to sound tough but her voice betrayed her nervousness as she had to fight to get the words out.

Samantha's mind was reeling as she found herself brought down to her knees in front of Levi. Her hair had been immaculate, not a bit out of place, but now it had come undone when Levi gripped a handful, long strands of dirty blonde hair falling about her face. This was a side of herself she never knew existed, and she couldn't help but feel a mixture of shame and embarrassment, but also.....curiosity, and excitement? The conflicting emotions swirled within her, making her head spin. She hesitated for a moment, staring at the tip of his cock, so close to her lips. Swallowing hard, she thought to herself, "Is this really happening? Am I really going to do this?" But her body betrayed her once again, responding to Levi's command, and she opened her mouth. 

As she took the head of his cock into her mouth, she was surprised by the taste and texture. She had never done this before, and it was a completely new sensation for her. Her mouth filled with the salty taste of his pre-cum, and she hesitated for a moment, trying to decide if she liked it or not. Her inexperience was obvious, but she was determined to prove herself to Levi and herself. Her pride was at stake now (what was left of it anyways) and she would prove she could be just as good as any other girl. She took a deep breath and began to move her tongue, trying to figure out what would feel good for him.

As Levi's hand gripped Samantha's hair, guiding her movements, she felt a mixture of emotions. On one hand, there was a sense of humiliation and vulnerability; she had never imagined herself in such a submissive position, especially not with someone like Levi. She had been so sure of herself, so confident that she would never fall for his charms or succumb to his advances. And yet, here she was, on her knees, pleasuring him with her mouth. She inwardly flushed at being "guided" in this manner. She wrapped her lips around his shaft, gradually taking more of him into her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, her tongue swirling around the head and along the underside of his cock. Her eyes glanced up at Levi, gauging his reaction, as her confidence began to grow. She started to bob her head up and down, her mouth and hand working in tandem to bring him pleasure. Despite the embarrassment and shame that still lingered in the back of her mind, there was a thrill in exploring this new side of herself. She knew there was no turning back now, and as she committed to the act!

*This role play is a What if?' style story of 'What happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object?'. The turning point happens during this post. In this timeline, MK chooses a different path for her evening walk, leaving Levi and Samantha to their own devices. Samantha, a proud daughter of Athena, is confronted with conflicting emotions as she finds herself drawn to Levi. As the night progresses, they surrender to their desires, changing the course of their lives and their relationships within the camp. This alternate reality brings forth new challenges and growth for both Levi and Samantha, with lasting consequences that ripple through their lives.*

Levi:

When Levi felt her arch and push into his fingers, he smirked pulling his hand away. His glare piercing through her, reading every action, he knew she wanted him...he could feel her desire build. "Come on sweety, tell me you want me" he says in a sinister voice, leaning down and latching onto her hard nipple, biting into it and pulling it up into his mouth. Levi lets out a small groan, as he can feel his cock throbbing, pushing at his pants. As he worked her nipple in his mouth, he moved himself so that his hard cock could push and rub against her pussy through his pants and her panties. 

Feeling her embarrassment mixed with a sense of pleasure, he pushes into her hard letting out a low growl, pulling off her nipple. Levi grabs her hand and places it to his pants, "take them off, and prove to me you want my hard cock thrust inside your tight wet pussy" he says through gritted teeth, as he tries to control himself. Levi loved to hear a girl admit it, he didn't care how much her body showed it. He needed to hear those words come out of her mouth, before he would, it was like a rush of pure pleasure for him to hear them admit it.

Levi smiles, awaiting her to undo his pants. Taking his free hand he slips it into her panties, this time feeling her wet pussy, finding her clit he starts to rub pushing into it. 

Samantha:

Samantha writhed underneath Levi, her face contorting in reluctant pleasure from his fingers and sneering demands of submission. When he resumed his assault on her hard nipples her resolve broke like a dam. Despite her best efforts to hold it in, a low and needy moan burst out of her. He was causing her nipple pain and yet it also felt so good, how could such a feeling exist she wondered in astonishment. Levi was awakening feelings in her she never knew she had; and she both loved and hated him for it. Her thoughts were interrupted though when she felt his tool begin to press against her. Even between his pants and her panties she could feel the impressive member that was desperate to enter her. Between the pleasure she was feeling, and her own embarrassment at feeling it, she was bright red.

"He knows,” she thought to herself. “He knows how much this predicament is embarrassing me…and how much that’s turning both of us on…” But she could no better withhold her emotions than she could withhold the moans that kept slipping out every time Levi thrusted against her. When her hand was moved to his pants her body acted without her permission, fingers fumbling with buttons and zipper. Finally rewarded, Levi's cock was freed from its restraints at last. Her blue, doe-like eyes widened at the sight of it. This is it, she thought again, if I ask him for this there’s no turning back…I’m giving in completely. Her mouth opened to begin to say the words she knew he wanted to hear; Levi's victory was near at hand.

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"I......I want......this" she stated, hating herself for having spoken those words. But they were said now and there was no turning back! Her hands reached up, fingers wrapping around Levi's cock. Samantha couldn't believe what she was doing. Here she was, stroking Levi's hard member with her small hands, feeling it pulse and throb with desire. Her body was betraying her mind, and she hated it. But at the same time, the sensations were too intense to ignore. For a moment she thought she heard footsteps approaching them...but then they trailed off in another direction. She was completely alone with Levi Jones.


@ Levi Jones

Samantha, unaware of Evelyn's antics, had returned to her cabin after a long day of training and mingling with the other campers. She was looking forward to a refreshing shower, especially since it had been a hot summer day. Stripping down she half folded her dirty clothes and neatly laid them down in her dirty laundry hamper. As she entered her room, she noticed that her shampoo bottle seemed to have been moved, but she shrugged it off, thinking someone must have just accidentally bumped it. She grabbed the bottle and headed to the shower. When the hot water hit her aching muscles she let out a low sigh of relaxed relief, this was exactly what she had been longing for. However, after lathering her hair with the shampoo, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. The scent was different, and the lather had a strange pink hue to it. She quickly rinsed her hair, hoping it was just her imagination. But as she stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around herself, she caught a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror. Her once-blonde hair was now a shocking shade of hot pink. Samantha let out a gasp, her eyes widening in disbelief.

Feeling a mix of emotions, Samantha stormed out of the shower, her pink hair dripping wet. She could only think of one person who would be responsible for such a prank: Evelyn. Frustration bubbled inside her.....

"EEEEEVVVVEEELLYYYYYNNNNNNN!!!!!!" she screamed, though she knew the Aphrodite girl was long gone that didn't stop her.

She punched her pillow several times pretending it was her stupid rivals face. She couldn't understand why Evelyn always seemed to target her specifically. Determined to confront her, Samantha slipped on her sandals and marched towards the Aphrodite cabin, her wet pink hair leaving a trail behind her. Upon reaching the cabin she began to bang on the door *BANG BANG BANG* "EVELYN SCOT YOU OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW BEFORE I BREAK IT DOWN!" She yelled again at the top of her lungs. Only after did she realize something absolutely horrible. In her haste to confront her rival Samantha was still wearing only a towel, her hot pink hair was now a mess around her bare shoulders. In a panic she started to turn around and run back to the safety of her cabin when she heard the sound of the door opening.

The first light of dawn crept through the window of the Athena cabin, casting a soft glow on Samantha as she slept. Stirring beneath her covers, she awoke with a start, realizing she had a full day ahead of her. As she sat up and swung her legs over the edge of the bed, her mind raced with thoughts of the upcoming hand-to-hand combat practice with Shi Jin, a fellow camper she hadn't had much interaction with yet. Samantha was no stranger to the arena, but she couldn't help but feel a tinge of anxiety. Hand-to-hand combat was not her forte; she much preferred the finesse of a sword in her hand. She took a deep breath, reminding herself that her devotion to discipline and wisdom would guide her through the challenge.

As Samantha dressed for the day, her thoughts drifted against her will towards the complicated feelings and encounters that had recently been happening to her. First, there had been Levi, whose insatiable appetite for sex had initially tempted her. And now, Evelyn, a girl who she had always viewed as her biggest rival had apparently been harboring feelings for her ever since she first arrived at camp! Samantha frowned, unsure of how to reconcile these emotions, she had closed herself off to the possibility of relationship for so long. Now that she was older she was finding it harder to shut out such feelings. She chastised herself for allowing her mind to wander in this direction, especially when she should be focusing on the upcoming practice.

Before leaving the cabin, Samantha took a moment to pray to Athena for guidance and strength, both in the arena and in her personal life. She felt a sense of comfort as she whispered her prayer, feeling the divine wisdom of her mother. As she stepped outside into the crisp morning air, Samantha felt a renewed sense of determination. She would face whatever challenges the day brought head-on, be it in combat or navigating her emotions.

The walk to the arena was filled with anticipation. Samantha took deep breaths, reminding herself of her training and the importance of humility in the face of adversity. As she approached, she saw Shi Jin already waiting, a confident smile on his face. Samantha steeled herself, ready to face her opponent with grace and determination. She knew that this would be a true test of her character, but it was a challenge she was prepared to face. "Hello Shi Jin! I hope you haven't been waiting too long" she called out.

@ Park Shi Jin

Samantha's heart raced as she listened to Evelyn pour out her emotions. She couldn't help but feel a knot in her chest as she realized that she, too, had been developing feelings for the girl she had once considered a rival. She was confused by these newfound emotions and wasn't quite sure how to process them, let alone share them with Evelyn. As Evelyn questioned whether Samantha cared or was bored, Samantha felt a pang of hurt. She didn't want Evelyn to think that she wasn't interested in helping her, but she was also at a loss for what to say or do. She hadn't expected to be in this situation, having to comfort the girl who had become the source of her own internal turmoil. Her heart felt like it was being torn in different directions as she tried to figure out how to be there for Evelyn while also grappling with her own confusion.

"No, I didn't mean it like that!" Samantha started, trying to reassure her but unintentionally matching Evelyn's harsh tone. "I just thought maybe your siblings could understand you better since they're Aphrodite children too!" Now Samantha felt herself getting frustrated, how did this girl always manage to get under her skin so badly?! "Gosh Evelyn why do you have to make the simplest things so complicated!?!"

Shit! 

Samantha had not meant to come off this way. Her own confused state had finally got the better of her and she'd allowed her mixed up emotions to make it seem like she didn't care, but she did! She cared a lot...she just couldn't figure out how to show that.

Why does love have to suck so much?

She took a deep breath, feeling her heart race in her chest. This was uncharted territory for her! Samantha's hand reached out to gently hold Evelyn's, hoping to offer her some comfort. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that. You are not unlovable, Evelyn. You're a strong, beautiful person who deserves to be loved and cherished. And I believe that there's someone out there who will see past the surface and love you for who you truly are." Her grey eyes locked onto Evelyn's, filled with sincerity, warmth and.....longing. 

Oh if only she knew that I want to be that person! 

Samantha hesitated for a moment, taking in the surprised reactions of Evelyn's friends. It only just occurred to her that she had no idea what to say! It had taken most of her bravery to even approach Evelyn and say hello, but now....what next? Samantha took a deep breath and tried to steady her thoughts. "I, uh, just wanted to see if you're enjoying the bonfire," she managed to say, her voice wavering slightly. She could feel her cheeks heating up, and she silently prayed that the firelight would hide her blush. She didn't want to make a big deal out of this, but she couldn't help feeling vulnerable and exposed.

Samantha glanced around, trying to find something else to say, something witty or flirty to keep the conversation going. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was making a fool of herself in front of everyone. "The, um, flames are really nice, don't you think?" she stammered, attempting to sound casual but inwardly cringing at her own awkwardness. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, and her palms were growing sweaty. She had never been good at small talk, let alone flirting, and for the only time in her life she wished more than anything that she could be more like Evelyn – confident, charming, and effortlessly captivating. As she waited for Evelyn's response she tried to focus on her eyes, hoping that she wouldn't see the uncertainty and fear that she was sure must be written all over her face.

@ Evelyn Scott

Samantha's eyes were drawn back to Evelyn as she noticed her blow a kiss to Theo. A strange feeling washed over her, and she tried to pinpoint the source. She clenched her fists, was this jealousy? She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts as one of her half-sisters tugged on her arm, drawing her attention back to the group. She forced a smile and focused on their conversation, trying to shake off the unsettling emotions. However, she couldn't help but steal glances at Evelyn, watching her laugh and engage with her friends. Samantha found herself wanting to be a part of that, wanting to know what it was like to let go and have fun.

Samantha was becoming increasingly aware of her conflicting feelings towards Evelyn. She couldn't quite understand why she was so drawn to her, but she knew she wanted to at least attempt to get to know her better. Maybe even catch her attention? With a deep breath, Samantha decided to make an effort to engage with Evelyn and her group, even though she felt nervous and unsure. Gathering her courage, she approached them, trying her best to ignore her racing heart. "Hey, Evelyn," she said with a small smile, her voice barely audible over the crackling bonfire.

Samantha nodded in agreement. "It's true that taking risks is part of life, and sometimes we have to step out of our comfort zones to learn and grow. But that doesn't mean you have to throw caution to the wind, either. You can take things slow with Killian, set boundaries, and make sure you communicate your feelings and expectations. That way, you're giving him a chance to show you who he really is while still protecting your heart." Samantha was starting to feel that Willow was coming to this realization, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in her friend. Samantha had been reminded herself recently that love was a risk, but so was everything else in life. And sometimes, the greatest rewards came from taking those risks.

"I understand that it's scary, Willow," Samantha said softly. "But I believe in you, and I believe that you have the strength to take this risk. Just remember that no matter what happens, you'll always have me by your side to support you and help you through it. I know you'd probably figure this all out eventually, but I'm glad I can be here to help. Now, I think it's time for you to face your fears and confront Killian. See where things go from there, and remember that you deserve to be happy and loved."

As she spoke Samantha was surprised to hear these words come out of her own mouth. She realized that much of what she was sharing with Willow was her own heart trying to encourage herself to be brave in the same way when it came to her budding feelings for Evelyn. Maybe it wasn't too late for her to find the same kind of happiness she was so strongly encouraging Willow to find. 

The two girls continued their training session, going through the motions of Samantha’s favorite sword fighting sequences. Samantha continued to take the opportunity to offer Kenna some tips on her stance and movements, helping her to improve and perfect her technique. Kenna was a natural with the dagger and Samantha was impressed by how quickly she picked up on the movements; especially given her age. The young Hephaestus girl was clearly talented (both in training and her craftsmanship), Samantha was excited to see what else she could do.

This was why she loved being at camp, to help young demigods like Kenna find their way in the world. “I’m sure Stefan is very talented but don’t forget to give yourself credit too” she smiled at the younger camper. It was clear that Kenna had a natural talent, and Samantha was happy to see her starting to realize her own worth. “Ahhh, feeling confident are we? Sure, go grab the wooden swords and let’s have at it!” She surmised that with just a few lessons Kenna would progress quickly, and couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction in knowing that she had helped her along the way.

Samantha arrived at the summer camp bonfire with some of her younger half-sisters in tow. She looked around, taking in the sights and sounds of the crowded area. There were demigods everywhere, laughing and chatting with each other, enjoying the warm night air. Samantha spotted a group of her friends and half-heartedly waved to them. She was feeling a bit out of place, as she always did at events like this. She tended to be more reserved than the other campers, preferring to read or study rather than join in on the wild antics that often took place.

As she looked around, her eyes settled on Evelyn. The other girl was laughing and joking with her friends, and Samantha couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. Lately she was finding herself attracted to Evelyn, despite their past conflicts. But she had yet to act on those feelings, afraid of being rejected or ridiculed. Samantha tried to push the thoughts of Evelyn from her mind. She had always been taught that wisdom and virtue were the most important qualities, and she couldn't help but view Evelyn as too impulsive and free-spirited. But there was no denying the attraction she felt towards the other girl.

She knew she shouldn't be attracted to someone who was so different from her, someone who represented everything she had been taught to avoid. But at the same time, she couldn't deny the way her heart raced when she saw Evelyn. Her thoughts were interrupted by her half-sisters, who were chattering excitedly about the bonfire. Samantha smiled at them, happy to see them so enthusiastic about camp life. She had promised herself she would look after them, and she took that responsibility seriously. Helping them all find a place to settle in with the other campers.