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Oh that feeling! It was orgasmic really, awakening him in a new way. Medusa's touch pulled him out of his own trance to drag down the second maenad. He took her arm, she was far less feisty than the last. Medusa had a hold on her that made her transition quicker. She still fought---true loyalty to their first master.

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Her fight wasn't near as much as Wendy's since Margaret had already been subdued by Medusa's stare. Still the end was in no question and now she stood with Wendy, the two now nereids, and she stepped towards their new master.

"This will do."

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Her hand snapped out to grab the nereid's wrist, holding her in place before she could touch Poseidon. Her eyes flashed brightly as her lips sneered just a little.

"Yeah. That'll do."

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Two nereid's now fed him with a new energy. Like the ocean herself threading herself in and out and through him. Fuck this felt good! His eyes flashed an even clearer blue, his hands snaking from the tops of their heads down their neck as if her were petting a new toy. The chaos in the area around them even seemed to die down a little. Not the chaotic frenzy of Dionysus.

This was just two of them, imagine if there were more? He turned to face Medusa, holding her chin up with a quick kiss of appreciation. She was proving herself more worthy.

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The kiss made up a little for how these bitches were looking at him. Wonderful. She just helped him get some serious competition for her.

She gave Poseidon a tight smile after the kiss before she snapped her attention to the nereids. "There are more of what you used to be here. Where are they?"

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She didn't like the sharp woman with the haunting eyes, but their lord seemed to so Wendy kept her tongue in her head about her. She chose to answer not feeling entirely compelled to answer what with Poseidon right there to lend her and Margaret strength.

"Rebecca is a floor above us. Cloe is watching the door to the parking lot. Alice and Eva are in the common room a couple of floors up, and Vivien is with the muse and the wine god."

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His mouth hovered by Medusa's ear, "Good work, baby," he whispered seductively. As these girls had been for Dionysus' maenads, these now nereids were vessels. Powerful vessels but vessels. They had a fascinated and hungry look in their eyes, but Poseidon only reveled in the attention.

He put his hands on their shoulders, pressing them forward to walk. They'd be rewarded if they helped him capture more. "Let's go, girls. I've got some charming to do."

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His praise helped, but she still eyed his new aquisitions warily as they started going.

"Get the one on the door and leave it at that. The rest of them will be going after the muse." So far she hasn't heard any yells for help from Apollo so she assumes the rescue of the muse is proceeding as planned. She didn't think they'd need her help anyway. Not with the powerhouses they have going after one person.

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Poseidon had no desire to save one of Apollo's Muses. If faced with her it would implement his anger again and what he'd come for would be lost. Three of these bitches was better than none. Dionysus would lose some of his power, the maenads had lost this battle.

Medusa was right, though he could hear the annoyance she held. "Lead the way my sears, bring your sister to me."

He followed with Medusa toward the doors.

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She stood there at the door leading to the parking lot somewhat in a panic. She felt the loss of her sisters. Not just the two leading Poseidon and Medusa, but the twins were gone as well! Cloe hadn't heard from Vivien or Rebecca so was following her orders but she was getting pretty desperate.

She almost didn't recognize Margaret and Wendy when they rounded the corner since she couldn't feel them. Cloe gaped for a moment then the sea god and the gorgon came into view.

"NO!" She turned to start trying to force the door open to run.

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"Stop her!" She pushed with her power but without the eye contact her abilities flowed right over Poseidon's new trinkets.

They ran after their former sister anyway without the need of Medusa's urgings since Poseidon wanted it.

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Wendy and Margaret rushed Cloe before she could get the door all the way open, slamming into her then pressing her up against the wall. Wendy grinned at Cloe then touched her hand to Margaret's shoulder. The other redhead was stronger than Wendy was so she was the one to turn back to Poseidon and his snake.

"Cloe. Not as powerful as Rebecca or Vivien. Not as vicious as the twins, but she does as she's told."

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Poseidon followed as the girls lurched after their sister. She struggled once the clutched her and he approached, arms grabbing around her, pressing her back against him so she could face his gorgon. This would go smoother with her hypnotism.

"Come on, sweetheart," he held Chloe's chin forcefully, "play nice," he spoke through clenched teeth.

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She smirked as she walked up, locking eyes with the struggling maenad and pushing at her with her power.

"Easy girl." Wendy had been right. This Cloe was easier to nab than the other two had been. "Listen to the nice sea god and do what he says."

The maenad was shaking but she held still, stopped struggling. Without looking away from her Medusa hissed to Poseidon. "Now, baby."

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"Shhhhh," he whispered in her ear, "that's right, no need to fight." He continued to speak to her in a far more calming tone than when he'd approached the others. His voice was seductive in that deep tone, like his oceans. His grip loosened, fingers running against her neck while her gaze held to Medusa.

"Good girl. Come with me now."

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She shuddered when the switch happened within her, and she leaned back against her new lord with a sigh.

"....yes."

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"All right." She frowned as she grabbed the newest nereid by the wrist and hauled her out away from Poseidon then pushed her towards the other two. She then turned a glare at him, her lips tight.

"Time to go before Dionysus raises a stink."

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Cloe melted against him, just as submissive as he'd hoped for. Three wasn't all seven but it was three more than the rest.

He rested an arm over Medusa's shoulder pausing to give her another, yet aggressive kiss. "Good work, baby." she'd be well rewarded later. She'd more than proved herself even in the face of Apollo.

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