Pleasure City of Dis

[Apollymi]

Izou enjoyed being told he was a distraction. He would like that sort of thing, a scoff escaped Kolin in the moment because she'd originally had no intention of revealing such a thing. Even so, he wasn't wrong and soon enough stopped randomly touching her and sat himself next to her on the arm of her throne. She sort of liked him there... not quite a lapdog, but maybe some sort of comfort animal instead. Someone who knew her temperament well enough to hold her over as she spiraling into and out of moments of lucidity.

Yukimura to Sengoku that was all but decided. He showed just the right amount of ambition and subservience to be given such a thing. And then there were the words of Dmitri. He wished to go back to Faerghus. That was a good plan, one that kept him practically within arms reach and allowed him to take the throne that technically belonged to him. Traumatized but under her thumb. Happenstance had put this lad in her hands and she was far from casting him aside. "Oh? Well that does suit both my needs and yours. And you've more than earned a chance to see your own dreams to fruition..." she mentioned. Still she hadn't yet declared him. She planned to declare all kings at once, to avoid any abject favoritism. She wanted them in competition with each other, but not necessarily pointing any unnecessary aggression her way.

Lot though had more words that came out almost whiny to Kolin. Why on earth was this man so very annoying? It was like after the moment of dominating his brother, she'd felt nothing for him afterwards. She'd even had the most sickening pregnancy scare of her life thinking that she might have ended up with such deplorable genes sharing her own. It was some kind of divine intervention that the child had been Jason's and given that she'd felt even more the need to get rid of the man before her. Ah, but Pellinore was here and he had plenty to say. Going on to shush the man where he stood and continue towards Kolin. He laid claims on a certain place so recently abandoned and went on to claim to right the wrongs she'd suffered while there. "Well, I can't really say no to that at all. It saves me so many extras. I do like a man in charge, Pellinore to Zuria, Yukimura to Sengoku and Dmitri to Faerghus... that only leaves..." ah, she wouldn't get to finish. She would have been content to send Lot to Cornwall to the deep snow to live out the rest of his life perhaps even losing the place just to let someone more interesting get rid of him. But no, right at the moment the man was claiming he wished to challenge Pellinore to a duel before the throne. Pellinore to his credit questioned what Kolin would allow and this man making a fool of himself was pretty high on the list.

"I doubt he knows. Zuria was an overly peaceful place, you noted yourself how much leisure time the Knights there were allowed. He has no idea what men who fight their own battles are actually capable of, but he does this sort of thing a lot," she said of Lot. "A duel before the throne ends in death, if you're sure of yourself do as you like, but you won't earn clemency from me..." she claimed. The lads could sort this out themselves. It was more worthwhile when they knew to work towards displacing each other. Pellinore potentially getting rid of Lot was nothing but a benefit to her.

[Bloodedge]

Yukimura would have Sengoku, and Dimitri would have his former home, it seemed. Pellinore was to be placed in charge of Zuria, which resulted in the claim of over half the available countries. Ah, but Kolin wouldn't be allowed to name the other leaders due to Lot's outburst of a challenge. That poor, sheltered fool from Zuria. Times of peace did not build warriors, and despite what the people of Zuria thought, they lived the most peaceful lives of all after being the final country felled on this continent. "You accept this ludicrous challenge? You must really want him dead, and perhaps a new splash of color on in your throne room."

Lot would no longer be taking this. The other inhabitants of Zuria may have been weaklings spoiled by calmer times, but he alone was elite among that bunch. He separated himself from the others, taking up his spear in preparation for a slaughter. Little did he know, the death this day would most likely be his own. "Enough talk, you bastard. Face me!" Lot demanded. Pellinore reacted with a sigh while retreating down the throne's stairs, meeting Lot where he stood. Foolish Pellinore, Lot thought. While in the presence of Kolin, the knight of Zuria received a massive boost to his statistics, placing him in a league of his own. He was so certain of his victory, a forward lunge was performed without a moment of hesitation; Pellinore's weapon had not even been drawn.

"For God's sake, have some class," said Pellinore. What would he do in response to Lot's charge? Well... nothing at all. He stood steady, allowing Lot's lance to pierce its way through his torso. Strange, this was. There was no splash of blood, no reaction of pain, yet no lack of resistance on Lot's end to imply any illusionary techniques. He undoubtedly pierced the blonde, so why was he not dead already? More importantly, why did he so obviously allow this strike? Lot was made concerned. He jumped back, removing his spear from Pellinore's chest and confirming that he'd run him through. . .

Ah, what an unsightly hole Pellinore had in his tunic now. The unrefined technique of Lot not only pierced, but shredded. Pellinore took the time to do away with his shirt, winking at Kolin and then Lot while his torso was laid bare. Indeed, he was doing a bit of flexing on the lesser male. Meanwhile, poor Lot had never been so confused─ where was the hole in that man's chest? "What's the matter? Knowledge of enemy forces is something one gains in times of war, Pretend Knight. Did you hear nothing of the man raised to slay the Questing Beast? Few things could make that possible," Pellinore claimed while stepping toward an increasingly-frightened Lot. During this approach, the blonde's sword was not drawn once. He looked toward the one called Dimitri, thinking it a shame that Lot saw fit to place himself above such an upstanding man. "What costed you that eye, Sir Dimitri?" he asked rhetorically. "I would assume our friend here did it, given his obvious preference for piercing. I wonder if..."

Pellinore did nothing at all, yet blood was still spilled. A brilliant display of crimson erupted from the face of Lot, who was now... minus his right eye, and a portion of that tiny brain floating around in his head. Pellinore had the sense to step aside and clear a path for said blood, while Lot fell to his knees in a mixture of shock and... well, a lack of a few brain functions. "Oh dear, what is this? Sir Dimitri, I do hope you have a spare eyepatch tucked away somewhere. Though... it also seems poor Lot will not be able to put it on himself, I'm afraid─"

[Apollymi]

Would Kolin accept this challenge regardless of how outlandish it was? Yes. But it wasn't a simple of matter of just wanting the man dead. If he could prove himself more useful than someone else, she wouldn't have any problem with him continuing to live. She'd still send him off because she found him unappealing but at least then all of his bravado would be worth it. "I don't care how ridiculous it might be. Whoever wins will be of use to me so it matters little. And if such a thing keeps outbursts from interrupting my meetings, then all the better..." she explained of her own disposition.

Regardless of all of this she got to watch as Lot faced what had to be insurmountable power to him. To be honest, she doubted Lot's ability to even fight the Knights from the former Cornwall. There was a reason she acknowledged Cador as his better, and most of the other knights as well. Most of it had to do exactly with the lack of tact in his battle choices. Of course, she couldn't really talk too much about that, but she was still far more refined as an individual than he was... or at least that was the belief.

Ah, but Lot's insolent use of a lance, didn't seem to get him very far. He only managed to, tear apart Pellinore's shirt, which he discarded much to Kolin's general pleasure. That cheeky wink sent her way wouldn't go unnoticed either. In fact, the lass shifted in her throne, sitting up a bit straighter to pay more attention. Obviously, this show was being put on for her benefit, she might as well, enjoy it. Whatever the case, Lot soon learned how far above him Sir Pellinore was, if only because he was now missing an eye by his own doing and in agony because of it. A chuckle escaped Kolin in the moment, after all... it was rather funny that he'd been the way he was with everyone while having no idea of the odds he faced. She wondered if he would have reconsidered his loud and undeserving speech if he realized how lowly those from Zuria actually looked compared to the other kingdoms she'd conquered.

[Bloodedge]

Pitiful. Lot had so much to say, while being able to do so very little. Here he was now, blood pouring out of his eye socket, with an inability to properly produce words due to apparent brain damage. What was a man like Pellinore to do before this unsightly thing? "It's so atrocious, I don't even want to touch it. Maybe I should have let him land a few more blows for a cleaner death," Pellinore mused. Ah, hindsight. There was a way or two that he could have finished Lot off, yet they would all ruin his flawless visage.

"This battle is over, but I dare not sully myself with a drop of that cur's blood. Izou, won't you be a pal and handle the execution?" This was the final decision made to savor Pellinore's own image. He was the clear victor here, as far as he was concerned, but it was the responsibility of those who would not take charge to dirty their hands. Izou would not take kingship, and was therefore the most fit to do such dirty work.

Alas, Izou disagreed. He was quite relaxed where he was, sitting atop the arm of Kolin's throne while leaning against the back. At this point, he was almost leaning against the queen herself. Regardless, he didn't seem very willing to move at all. "Me, kill someone I didn't beat? You knights are always funny. What's in it for me if I do it?" he asked, though the question didn't seem meant for Pellinore at all. In fact, his gaze was set upon the queen next to him when these words were spoken. A knight had nothing to offer him, after all.

[Apollymi]

What a sad showing. After losing his eyes and apparently a bit of his brain, Lot had nothing to offer for himself. At this point, Kolin would have preferred if he begged for his life at least. Then his actions could have been blamed on false bravado and cowardice. As it stood he was only just a parasite of the worst possible order. Kolin looked down upon this entire thing and scoffed. "You probably should have. This isn't even really entertaining now..." she said with that haughty attitude that existed for the sole purpose of placing her above others. She'd already warned Lot that a duel before the throne ended in death and thus the terms were already accepted. He'd lost and he now just needed to die. Unfortunately, Pellinore wasn't the type to want to finish off one such as Lot, and to be honest, Kolin couldn't really blame him. She kept people around herself so she didn't have to get her hands dirty as well.

Ah, but the thought to instigate the usage of one of her tools instead. Izou was the type of person would liked to kill. But this kill wasn't yet his job. Izou wouldn't kill a man he hadn't fought just to do it. He would however kill if he had the incentive to do so. Ah, this put her on the spot. She didn't pay him per se, she asked him to kill people and had sex with him. No need to say all of that, there was however the matter of the upkeep of her image. "You're supposed to be keep the distractions to a minimum. We all know this should be over already, do your job and end the distraction so I can end the meeting," How very snide of her, but the way her gaze shifted to Izou was less... annoyed than it could have been. There were layers to that, Izou knew how he was paid and what he got out of doing the things that Kolin and her faces wanted. If he wanted anything plus what he was logically already getting, taking care of the eyesore in front of her was the fastest way to get through this little meeting so she could get back to what she wanted and preferred to be doing.

[Bloodedge]

"Indeed. I do beg your forgiveness for the boring show. If ever the opportunity arises again, the next one will be a bit flashier," Pellinore stated. Maybe, just maybe, Kolin would show Lot something regarding mercy by letting him live until he stupidly challenged someone like Pellinore again. No, that wouldn't be happening at all. A death was owed, and it would be granted by none other than Izou. Pellinore could never be the one to guarantee this, but the queen had some form of arrangement with the ronin. To others present, she seemed to be very good at pulling his strings, rather than it appearing to be a relatively mutual exchange.

Ah, saving face again. That was normal, and Izou would never bother showing her other side to those she commanded. As he interpreted it, his payment for carrying out this execution was solidified. A smile of contentment crossed the swordsman's face as he stood. "H'oh. So, it's my job now? Understood," he said jovially with a swift unsheathing of the katana at his hip. While walking toward the fallen Lot, he seemed more pleased than ever. Did this have to do with his arrangement with Kolin, or perhaps more to do with a love of killing? Well, that was up to interpretation, wasn't it? "Hai hai, no more distractions for now. I'll take double pay for pain and suffering~" he said.

If nothing else, Izou would be sure to put on a show since he couldn't do any actual fighting. Poor Lot was mumbling some incoherent nonsense that seemed to be an attempt at words, his singular eye following Izou as if he were some cat with a fixation. "Eyes down. Well─ eye down. You don't get to see the show," Izou teased while waving his blade about. This statement was ended with what appeared to be a slash which formed a circle, or even drew a ribbon. The maneuver was much more refined than that, and the end result was a magnificent display of crimson from the body of Lot. By the time Izou turned about and sheathed his sword, blood was beginning to spew outward from every inch of Lot's body. The technique used applied an understanding of the enemy heartbeat. Every one of ten thousand slices was performed as the blood returned to Lot's heart. A bit of extra attention was paid to the areas surrounding major arteries, all to knot them like hoses and halt the outward beat. Lot was left the link between brain and heart to allow those continued beat attempts, which resulted in that accumulated blood bursting out just as his body (sans head and torso) fell to literal ribbons─ many of which were thin enough to float away for a lovely spread pattern. Of course, the best part about this was the fact that a splash or two even reached Pellinore, who showed a great deal of annoyance at Izou while wiping it from his torso.

"Yare yare. That could have been a good confetti show if he'd been moving at all. I'm gonna guess that loses me points for triple pay? Do I have to extort it?"

[Apollymi]

Pellinore made the claim that he would make sure to put on a more interesting show if he had the opportunity to do so. "It's fine. I didn't expect much from him a fight with you anyway," she said of Lot. She knew that man wouldn't have been a worthy opponent for most people. She was almost certain he wouldn't have even been within her line of sight if there had been more easily influenced Knights in Zuria.

Well, much to the credit of Izou he felt no need to challenge her public persona. If only other people were so agreeable, she could be living a much more fulfilled life at the moment. So, he took on the execution of Lot without too much more sass than normal. Apparently he wanted double pay for pain and suffering. "I might allow it," she mentioned, though to be honest she probably would have done lots of interesting things with Izou just because she felt like it. She also wouldn't confirm nor deny anything while upholding her queenly disposition.

And what a sight it was. The sword skills of Izou were never to be understated. In fact, she couldn't actually follow the movements of his blade but the aftermath of it would be visible to all present. As Lot became nothing more than a squeeze ball of blood confetti that managed to splash the surrounding area. That was a huge mess, but at least it was exciting to see. "You won't get anything extra out of me. I already have to have someone clean all this up..." she commented though she was truthfully smiling in the same moment. "Still, that was one of the more interesting kills I've seen." That was about as close to a compliment as anyone was going to get from her and now she was finally able to move along to the real point of her meeting. A sigh escaped her as the tried to remember the point of her focus, "Oh right, I was saying, Yukimura to Sengoku, Dmitri to Faerghus, and Pellinore to Zuria, which leaves only Cornwall and Ithaca to be occupied by someone else..." she said her eyes dancing across the line. She'd prefer to have someone of substantial standing in most of these places. But who was the last pick? Maybe of these men would volunteer to stay away from Izou, maybe one would volunteer to prove they were better? It didn't really matter which thing happened, as long as there was a someone to take the last Kingdom under their control.

[Bloodedge]

Izou wouldn't be getting anything extra out of the woman, would he? Nonsense. At this point, he was beyond certain of his ability to take what he pleased, without any issues so long as the time and place permitted. Even so, this was neither the time nor the place to make that understanding too obvious. "I won't, huh?" he asked as if confirming her statement. There was a hint of challenge just under the surface of his words. He was going to be getting a lot of extra once these others were sent off, and he intended to have Kolin understand that without losing face in front of her precious little army of slaves.

Speaking of Kolin's forces, one of them saw the necessity of cleaning the mess Izou left behind. All those ribbons, and all that blood, were absorbed into a swarm of darkness that almost seemed to devour it like some sort of beast. The still-connected head and torso remained, albeit with no further blood pouring from them. This swarm returned to a male with sleek black hair, which turned blonde as the darkness faded. Princely in nature, this blue-eyed male rose to his feet while snickering. "I've been waiting for everyone to shut up. Cornwall is mine," he said, knowing others would have no room to argue against him after a strange form of malice filled the throne room. One other did rise, though─ the white-haired male in dark armor who took an early place in the lineup. Those piercing golden hues of his were fixed on Kolin with nothing resembling subservience, but everything signaling intentions of a less-than-reputable manner. "Ithica should be mine. I have an attachment to it. I challenge any who think to claim it over me."

[Apollymi]

Izou was pretty good at playing this game of pretending not to know what Kolin was really like. That was good, her ego couldn't take anyone else doing anything she didn't outright like to her in front of those who were supposed to worship her. Jason got a certain amount of absolute immunity, given she'd sworn an oath that she'd mentioned to quite a few people. Most would avoid that man at most costs and the more dominating of her male forces would soon be out of Dis for the foreseeable future so she wouldn't have so much to worry about with them potentially butting heads. So all was well as the queen could expect.

Speaking of, there was soon a blood feast which would at least partially rid of her of the potential clean up in the most terrible way possible. This was launched by a man who'd come into her folds rather strangely. She had no issue with him nor what he chose to do, so she could agree to his choice in place especially after he so forcefully made himself known. "Alright, Oberon to Cornwall. Didn't know you liked the weather up there..." she mused as if this was somewhat entertaining. And the last of the pieces was a certain white haired male who claimed he would take the last of the places offered. He challenged anyone else to take his spot and she assumed none would. "Well, I've already given into one such request. I do like the idea of those who will be in charge being familiar with the area. That will make the transition smoother, that's fine Odysseus." she claimed. Yes, the volunteering of her better men, made it so she didn't really have to choose. It was so much easier for her if people wanted to do things and would follow her orders without question. Men like these did that sort of thing.

"Alright then, you five are responsible for the kingdoms mentioned. I need you to reestablish them with the scraps they have left and get them functional enough to feed this place. If your country has farmland I am expecting a tribute of food stuffs immediately. Material goods are to be funneled as quickly as they can be made. That is phase one, establish yourselves and rule how you like beyond that. Just be ready and willing to answer my call whenever I give it clear?"

[Bloodedge]

No worries, no concerns; these were the thoughts most often found in Izou's mind. Things seemed to be wrapping up quite smoothly, and as such, he figured it was in his best interest to sit upon the throne's arm once again. The strange male referred to as Oberon made his intentions clear as day, and was granted dominion over Cornwall as a result. In wake of this, the legendary Odysseus himself spoke of claiming Ithica while receiving no contest from others. Both were given their posts, then the whole group was given their orders.

To restore the kingdoms and funnel goods was the general order given. Five men stood before the throne, and five men nodded and voiced their understanding of orders in unison. From Izou's position, it looked almost like a military drill of some sort; how quaint. Luckily, these were some of the more capable individuals currently within Dis. Them gone meant only that Izou could expect a bit more fun for himself, both in the bedroom, and on the battlefield. Where was the loss? There wasn't one. Pure satisfaction was what the swordsman felt while watching those five warriors make their way, and while all others who approached the throne room left without being tasked a thing. Ah, sweet relief for Izou! Relaxed as ever before, he leaned against the throne's back yet again. "Y'know, I wonder how you manage that sometimes. Don't you get bored of those bastards who do whatever you want, whenever you say it?"

[Apollymi]

Everyone finally left. And all was as it should have been. Kolin was now alone in her throne room, having a semi-relaxed conversation with Izou, who seemed to be just as pleased as she was. His words made her roll her eyes as she slouched to the other side, unaffected by the shift of gravity to her form because of the being still holding up her massive chest. "I don't really know how I manage it either. It's probably why I just fly off the handle from time to time. Still..." she gave a bit of consideration to the philosophical question posed to her. Though she had very little idea of how she managed it, she also was more than well aware of how men behaved around her. She knew it was necessary to get what she wanted.

"I mean, I do get tired of it. But if they do what I want it will get me what I want. If they do it without arguments its better for me in general. It's how this sort of thing has always worked for me, so... it's a necessity to have such people around," she said as if there was a logical explanation for her actions. To be fair, it was a bit of a justification. There was the additional issue that she had and needed the extra attention and thrived off of what was provided to her. Whatever the case, she was always left a bit disgusted by the ordeal. So, what would she do, she'd get up and have a bath. This meeting was already taken care of, and she'd already had one filled for the sake of amusing herself afterwards so she'd aim to go where she needed to. As it stood, the one remaining breast holder was following around behind her and would continue to do so until she dismissed him. "Ugh, there is no point if there is just one of you. Go away..." she said to the one remaining causing him to bow before scurrying off. "You coming?"

[Bloodedge]

True enough, Kolin's demeanor outside of the more... entertaining scenarios did demand a certain amount of submission from her associates. Izou supposed, at the end of it all, she was still ruler of a kingdom that would soon be an empire. Some level of cutthroat capacity was to be expected, and nothing became an empire without properly subservient lesser countries. "Well you ain't wrong. Gotta have minions if you're doing this kind of uh... work," he commented.

Unexpectedly, Kolin rose from her throne and went on the move. Where was she going? Well, wherever it was, she apparently had no use of a single supporter for that giant rack of hers. It didn't really matter the destination, though. Izou was already on the move, never one to let his own intentions fall by the wayside. The decision had been made long ago, so of course he was close behind and waiting for the ideal moment to strike. Ah, those assassin types, always looking for the time of most effective impact to attack. "Get those arms a break, man!" he said to the dismissed breast-holder. "They'll fall off eventually."

It took some nerve for Kolin to ask if Izou was coming along. Where else would he go? All that talk had to lead somewhere, or it was pointless from the start. "Is that a real question? I planned on coming from the start. A good few times, if you catch my drift~"

[Apollymi]

Having moved along without incident, Kolin heard what Izou had to say. At least someone managed to understand what she was going for, all she wanted was respect, adoration and people to follow her orders without any of the extra thought. While she would also appreciate a sassy bit of commentary or a bit more aggression it wasn't something she'd allow to leak over and interfere with her plans. There was a certain man who had to pay for snubbing her, and she didn't care how many men she had to go through to get to him. "Minions is a good one. I definitely need multiple pairs of capable hands that aren't annoying to deal with but I guess it's too much to ask for all the time..." she murmured. All of Zuria was almost behind her, the only thing she hadn't managed to completely shake was Leorio but at least Lot was dead so he wasn't something she'd have to deal with hopefully ever again.

Apparently Izou was just feeling quippy as he had something rather funny to say to the male she'd sent off from holding up her massive chest. HIs words made her scoff nonetheless they always did. "Ugh, his arms. My back is always killing me... he doesn't even need the arms..." she said haughtily. Of course, she felt this way about everyone. No one's pain or displeasure was above her own. It would be ridiculous to consider how the arms of the man bra felt since he volunteered for such a duty to start with. Whatever the case, Izou said he'd come along without much fuss making some very pointed words while he did. "Was that... word play? Are you just being sassy again?" she asked with a certain amount of genuine curosity. Of course, it was another unknown fact that she didn't understand flirting from the sense of it being playful. As she was, it was something done with purpose to extract a certain amount of information or work out of someone or something. It wasn't something to be undertaking just in casual conversation, what reason would anyone have to do that? While she thought this over and awaited whatever witty reply the man with her had to offer. She reached her bath and began to strip. Random extra men in chaps showed up to pick up the discarded clothing pieces and she sank into a tub of almost bubbling water with her head leaned back and sighed her own relief.

[Bloodedge]

"Looks like you need pairs of hands for a lot more than that," Izou commented, a direct reference to the more recent type of servant he'd seen around Kolin. She used the masses for a great many things, but having individuals on hand just to hold her hooters was something very new to him. Apparently, she even thought the pain of those servants' arms was nothing compared to her existing back pains. Well, she was probably right, even if that thought pattern was a bit out of line. No matter. Izou didn't care for the wellbeing of servile individuals; they were tantamount to himself and other manslayers from Sengoku in status. All were disposable, and all should be willing to lose life and limb at any moment. Maybe this type of limb-related loss wasn't conventional, but that didn't matter. "You'll run out of tit-holders eventually. Just get a damn masseuse scheduled or something," he countered.

Was that word play? Yes. Was he being sassy again? No. There was no again; Izou was never anything but sassy. "Was it?! I didn't notice a thing. Maybe it was an accident. Y'know, since I've been waiting all day to dump sixteen loads on your tits and see how long it takes that deep ass cleavage bucket to spill over. Or who knows, maybe you wanna drink it before that happens~" he said. Since quippy behavior was just going to fly right over the bitchy queen's head for its purpose, he'd be a little more blatant about it. In the meantime, he watched the queen discard her clothes and have random expendable servants deal with them. Of course, Izou was going to insert himself into her bath yet again, so he began stripping off his kimono and the like as well. By the time Kolin's head leaned back, he was stepping into the tub to join from the other side. "Also, why an empire? What good's that gonna do for ya'? I'm guessing it's a little deeper than just a cock-calling card across the continent."

[Apollymi]

Kolin needed a lot of hands for a lot of things. This much was absolutely true. One of the many things she enjoyed about Izou was his lack of concern for her obviously selfish actions. Though admittedly he made a reasonable point. She would eventually run out of those with the strength to hold up her bosom for her, she should instead invest in a masseuse. Hm, where did one find one in a world like this. She hadn't had this problem in Zuria but she also had access to Nerys. That woman was more useful than any would ever know. And before that the perfection of her body kept her from feeling any undue strain. "I had one... she decided she'd rather be a sand pirate on a boat of rapists when I released her from her servitude," she said flippantly. She supposed Nerys couldn't have been the only such individual on the planet but she had no idea where to find one she could force into submission in the moment. "I'll go looking for another one eventually," she said. Uh, all the 'mages' on this continent were in that country Maurenia. One of the few she couldn't get her hands on. According to all information she had, it was run by an unmarried Queen. And everyone inside was kept on a relatively short leash. To be honest, she would probably respect such a woman if she wasn't keeping her from adding a few high class mages to her current group (and if she wasn't innately a misogynist).

That was a problem for a different time. Right now, she was dealing with the problem of Izou. Or rather correcting it in her own mind. His overly sassy speech had been quite indirect for most of the duration of their conversation. Of course, here alone in the bath now that he was with her, he seemed to abandon all pretense. This was fine as well. He wanted to blow sixteen loads on her... "Preference, if you couldn't manage both would you even be worth keeping around," yeah, that was salty enough to imply what she wished without her having to give up too much. That was just what she aimed for. Beyond all of this, now settled in the tub, the man with her wanted to know her reasoning behind an empire. There were quite a few reasons for it, and it was always strange for any of the men in her company to question her desires at all. It was a marked improvement from those following blindly. "For influence. This place is in the middle of the desert. There isn't any land here really so I need to be able to get what I need. But... dealing with people who aren't mine to boss around doesn't work for me. I'm not here for people to argue with me or expect something in return for what they should be pleased to give me. So... I'll run the empire and every individual king in it. I'll get exactly what I need and not have to spend a single coin on anything." she explained of her desire to take over this continent. This wasn't apart of her big plan but the next large step she was willing to share with anyone.

[Bloodedge]

Ah yes, the sand pirate woman Izou managed to have a small experience with was very tightly linked to Kolin at some point in the past. Izou hadn't bothered finding out the finer details back then, considering the fact that he was busy with... much more important things. Now though, he had a bit more context. "That lesbian with the witch hat? You used her for massages?" he inquired. Why Kolin thought it necessary to use a mage as a masseuse, he'd never understand. She could have grabbed any random individual with the knowledge for that purpose. Hell, even Izou himself could manage a suitable enough massage─ not that he'd be bringing that up directly. "Just get one of your thousand guys with their big strong hands to do it. You don't need magic for comfort."

As for the choice between an overflowing bucket and a drink for the queen, her time had come to be the sassy one of the pair. Both, eh? Not quite to his meaning, but close enough. "Good point. I figured pumping two holes and then picking one of those or the other would be enough, but I'll never get anywhere without pushing the limits. For an idea like that, I should let you wash me off to get an extra for free," the samurai said cheekily, casually pointing toward his groin beneath the water's surface. Of course, the matter of Kolin's empire still needed addressing. Her answer was so quintessentially her that it was almost worth laughing about. She wanted a rule that did not require the cooperation of others─ only their absolute servitude. It was a tyrannical approach, and those... frankly had a decent chance of working in this world, if one could go through the motions of getting them set up. "Fair 'nuff. Keep an eye open for rebellions. For what you want, that group of yours has a little bit too much of their own ambition to stay under you forever. Though, the rest of them have the ambition of trying to get over you instead. I guess that one still works out in the end."

[Apollymi]

The lesbian with the witch's hat. Yes that was an apt enough description of Nerys. The fact that he knew her as a lesbian meant that Kolin had truly overreacted to the situation surrounding Jason, but... she was sworn to him. She couldn't help but overreact to things about him, right? Ah, whatever the case, it was apparent that Izou wasn't aware of certain necessities presented by having proper magical prowess in a human body. "Yes, the witchy lesbian, but a sorceress was necessary, and technically one still is," she said thinking of how to explain it. "I could get a physical massage every day, and still be sore, because this form is a mage. I am using my body to do magic and it takes its toll on me including all the soreness. It can't be reached physically, I need magical fingers with that knowledge to work it out," she explained. To be honest, there was probably a much better explanation for that. But that had been the overly simplified way that Nerys had explained it to her, when she claimed she didn't get it before.

Ah, but there was the matter of the actual sexual endeavor to be taken into account. According to Izou he could and would do both. Apparently, he wanted all those things and a little something extra. Kolin gave it moderate consideration. He was still casually seated in this tub with her, and she could definitely suck him off under the water. But, would she be able to do it before she blacked out? Maybe not. Actually, that could be a pretty interesting way, to sort of trick him into choking her out a bit. Giving her a bit of control over it instead of just letting herself pass out. That might be worth a try. "Hmphf, you have a lot of nerve trying to actually weasel extra out of me. You're lucky I feel like trying something new..." she said with narrowed eyes. Even so, she still moved towards him, and prepared to submerge herself. That being said, Izou had something to say about the loyalties and ambitions of her top men. "They'll all be under me eventually. I won't let them get ahead of me, and by the time the figure out anything... I'll have no more use for them," she said flippantly. A rebellion from any of her current men was unlikely. And as long as they helped feed her until she could raise her Country to the top level, she wouldn't care. She planned to leave most of them behind, especially the ones she couldn't directly trust before then. Whatever the case, the woman would take only a single extra breath before sinking under the surface under the water, and once she did, Izou would feel the cool sensation of her mouth closing around his cock as she began her work beneath the hot water's surface.

[Bloodedge]

"Eh?" Izou had never been one for magecraft and the like, so this knowledge of mage bodies and their physical drawbacks was entirely new to him. It didn't make a ton of sense, but it didn't really need to be sensible to one like him. He wouldn't even bother trying to find out the finer details of it later. In fact, Izou was most likely to forget this conversation entirely. Such would especially be the case with the decision Kolin would soon make.

He was lucky, was he? No, that wasn't the truth of this situation at all. Izou was fortunate to have stumbled upon a situation that would put him in this country, filled with so many opportunities he enjoyed taking advantage of. Here and now however, Kolin was the lucky one. Izou understood her true desire more than most, if not all the other citizens of Dis. How fortunate she was, that he was also willing to answer those desires, regardless of her attempts to refute them. "Uh-huh," was all he said. Now, Izou expected the woman to be making use of those colossal honkers they'd been discussing previously, but even he was surprised by her actual decision. While she was lowering herself, he saw fit to react to her most recent proclamation. "Keep 'em under you then. That's not important though, is it? You're supposed to be under me right now," he said just before her head sank under the water. There seemed to be the submissive side of Kolin he was waiting for, covering some underlying demand of something from him. What was she expecting, he wondered. It didn't matter; Izou would first inhale a breath of his own while reacclimating himself to the sensation of the queen's maw. "Yare yare. Can't hear me talking shit if your head's under the water," he mused. Regardless, it felt rather good already, and Izou's hand found itself atop Kolin's head to urge it under a bit more.

[Apollymi]

Even the simple version of the 'human body/magical power' problem didn't make sense to Izou. She figured if he was also human, he probably got his abilities from skills. If he had anything resembling magic, it'd be channeled through his weapon, so he'd likely have nothing to worry about. Her problems were ones which happened to people who didn't 'grow up' in this world. She used magic the way she always had and without the protection of a godly body, she was harmed by it, which was one of the main reasons aside from her sheer laziness that she never bothered using her own abilities when it could be avoided. But, none of that mattered in the moment. She figured if Izou had actually wanted the details he would have asked for them, the fact that he didn't made it obvious that it was a matter of little concern to him.

What would be concerning to them was the warm mouth closing in on his cock beneath the water's surface. What was important was that Kolin was offering herself to him in a way that she often avoided other people. He'd claimed she could keep all the men beneath her if she wanted, and she planned to. There was nothing more to it than that. She found him relaxing and couldn't hear the constant words he was usually speaking. This was probably both a positive and a negative. She couldn't hear him and didn't have to respond, but it was also impossible to be bitchy enough to ensure he did what she wanted. Ah, but he seemed to understand a bit, at least instinctually as his hand was placed upon the back of her head. He could definitely push down harder but... this was fine. She'd suck in on his manhood harder taking it deeper but not all the way. She wanted him to force it, to make it worth not being able to breathe. He should do what she wanted and she'd do what she could to get that done before she lost consciousness beneath the water's surface.

[Bloodedge]

If nothing else, Kolin always managed to find a way toward her desires. She wanted Izou to force her down, and she did just the things necessary to create that eventuality. The harder she sucked, the better he felt. The harder she sucked, the more he wanted it to continue. The deeper she accepted his tool into her mouth, the more he sought a return to the throat he greeted months ago. Eventually, he realized no additional depth was being gained. "Eh?" So, she wanted to goad him into something, did she? Either she had no idea what she was doing, or she knew exactly what she was doing.

Nevertheless, she was getting her cake, and Izou expected her to eat it. Kolin would be receiving the force of an arm which dragged blades through bone for decades upon decades. Now, that force was being grievously underutilized for the sole purpose of forcing her head down the length of his cock. One fell swoop was all it took before he felt the press of her face against his pelvis. What was his intention with this? To do it quickly enough that he could release, allowing a natural withdrawal before applying that same pressure again right away. Unless Kolin did something absolutely ridiculous, that would be the pattern he took. One could wonder how long it would take before bubbles started appearing on the surface. . .

[Apollymi]

It would seem the plan of Kolin would work as intended. The stopping of her depth upon the ronin's tool would eventually catch his attention. And because he wished for more, he'd force the issue. How did he do this? With a surprisingly good amount of force. The man's hand came down on the back of Kolin's head and force his full length into her throat. She would have immediately inhaled water, if there wasn't a whole cock now plugging her throat. A swallowing motion would occur as her body tried and failed to claim anything but more cock down her throat. Nice. This was almost as good as when Jason did it. And it would only continue to get better.

The force of that first hit was but a mere hiccup. The ones which came after had the woman moaning around the thing buried in her mouth and throat, vibrating against it as she struggled to breathe and wouldn't have been able to regardless because of her current placement. How long would it go until she couldn't breathe anymore. How much would she have to struggle to get free? Would she even be able to manage it? Did she care to? As stars dotted her vision her loins tingled deeply as she took the full brunt of a rather aggressive assault on her mouth and throat. Soon enough there would be bubbles escaping, but not enough to warrant worry about her breath holding. How long would she be able to keep this up? Well, her current thought was about three minutes. At minute four she'd lose the ability to hold her breath and by minute five if she couldn't take another she'd pass out and force the issue. Still, she'd let it continue. Deciding to let the man smash her face against his pelvis under water until he reached satisfaction or she passed out whichever happened first.

[Bloodedge]

Better indeed. Izou's plan hadn't even properly begun yet. At the current time, Kolin was in charge of her satisfaction. He wasn't one of her little dogs, though; this was all for his own pleasure. Kolin was simply fortunate enough to have their desires line up properly, as Izou enjoyed the feel of her throat about as much as she enjoyed having a dick shoved in it. She could easily be called the best of them in certain situations. That bitchy attitude riled him up, making the act of taking out any existing aggressions on her body that much more satisfying.

The question at present was: how long would she remain beneath the water? Izou wasn't going to stop her, though she had the short amount of time after every push to seek air. Oh, there were bubbles appearing. There weren't many, but it wasn't Izou's place to be concerned regardless. It was more than obvious that Kolin enjoyed a fair bit of asphyxiation. In the same respect, Izou was enjoying himself too much to let this stop any time soon. Minutes began to pass. The ronin was surprised she actually had this much lung capacity. A few minutes were gone soon enough, about four or five before Izou noticed the rising intensity of bubbles. Ah, she was nearly done then, wasn't she? What a shame; he wasn't nearly done. Izou had been plowing his way through so many of the local whores, this wasn't going to be nearly enough. If she let herself black out, he would know by the lack of applied suction. Only then would he care enough to do something different.

[Apollymi]

Izou was the type to take advantage of Kolin's rather interesting shift in personality while partaking of bedroom activities. Though she had a fairly high lung capacity, even she would eventually run out of breath. The bubbles were rising as her body tried to reclaim air, but at the same time, she was fine with not letting it do so. If she passed out here, there was no real negatives for her, the only potential bad would be the releasing of the lad's groin due to lack of suction. Such a thing would occur but only after Kolin herself blacked out.

Before that moment though, Izou's cock would be brushing against her tonsils, buried in the back of her throat repeatedly by his own actions. It would be best if he kept this up, and let her be conscious, but if he didn't want that it wasn't really a problem for her. Strangely there was a high tier amount of pleasure to be taken from being treated in this way. Her loins were moist beneath the water and she was distinctly aroused, even as her vision blackened she she lacked the ability to take in air. The bubbles would continue and then her body would lose all resistance as she passed into the depths of darkness. Lovely. What would Izou do? She could only wonder, but it didn't really matter much what kind of thing he chose to do in this moment, she was enjoying her actions already.

[Bloodedge]

Of all the choices that were available, it did seem Kolin would be letting herself pass out from the lack of air intake. That rapid influx of bubbles appeared, but Izou didn't notice any strong resistance from the woman trying to force her way to surface. How interesting. Eventually, her lack of consciousness was made obvious by how little he felt. It was still pleasant to keep stuffing her throat, but his base was not nearly as satisfied without the conscious effort from Kolin's end of things. This had to change... after he felt the natural clutch of her throat a few more times, that is.

"Chikushou. Could've taken two seconds to breathe, dumbass," he mused while pulling the woman off his crotch, by her hair which he grasped by the roots. This was an interesting look for the domineering Kolin─ slack jaw, water pouring from face and hair alike, no sneering glare being shot his way. Ah, but he already found himself missing those traits. Seeing that look of supremacy change over time was exactly what he wanted out of this session. It was best to wake the queen at some point, then. First, Izou tugged her aside by the hair, letting her head lean over the side of the bathtub. The swordsman exited the tub thereafter, standing on the side she leaned from and wondering exactly what approach he would take.

While looking down at that hanging head and that humongous rack at the water's surface, though, the decision was made clear. He would brace himself against the tub, and shove himself all the way to the bottom of Kolin's throat by taking an even better angle. With her head upside-down, the slight upward curve of his rod allowed a perfect insertion. Izou could even feel himself rubbing against her tongue from the top of his shaft─ a very interesting added sensation. Since he was standing as well, there was a much greater impact brought about by thrusting. He thought maybe she could wake up from the more aggressive assault on her throat, or maybe even the pair of balls slapping vigorously against her nose would do the trick. . .

[Apollymi]

Kolin obviously wouldn't be allowed to die, though she would be passed out for a while. If she'd been conscious she might have had a properly confusing reaction to having her hair pulled so aggressively. She also would have had a few choice words for Izou, since he'd decided to call her a dumbass. Of course, she was a bit dumb, but she didn't need someone to tell her that, she definitely didn't like being insulted. Well, that wasn't entirely true, she did sort of like it, but that wasn't something she'd ever say aloud.

Whatever the case, her face, mouth and hair lost the water that had been in it, and she went back to breathing as normal. Perhaps consciousness would come sweetly sometime later for the woman? But no, it was not to be. Instead of a gentle waking somewhere else she was brought back to consciousness by a cacophony of sounds and a strange dip into her throat. Izou instead of waking her like a normal human was plowing his way into her throat from above her, his balls slapping against her nose as he got a rather aggressive angle on her person. She didn't actually mind this thinking about it. She might actually like it. At the very least, the woman went ahead and began sucking at his rod again. It wasn't as if she couldn't do that after all it also wasn't like she didn't enjoy it. Still, if one caught sight of her face, she appeared to be fuming. The entire color of her face was red, those cold blue eyes of hers were cut at sharp angles and she stared as if she could kill someone with a look alone. But that was simply how she was at the end of the day, no more no less.

[Bloodedge]

In the midst of his thrusting, Izou was made to realize when Kolin awoke. The presence of suction was the only proper sign, but that was alright. It was a shame he couldn't see that red, angry little face of hers, though; it would have been a wonderful addition if not hidden by his chosen angle. "Ho─ finally awake?" the man said. Her hidden approval of being insulted was, once again, going to be a stroke of luck. Izou had much more to say, and he had no remaining reprehensions about how he spoke to this woman within the bedroom─ not after what he'd learned recently. "You're either an idiot, or way too cock-hungry to let yourself black out like that. Gotta wonder which one it is~" he quipped.

Izou almost seemed to desire some sort of response, but no, he didn't care for a verbal one. After all, one couldn't be worth much salt if offered by Kolin while her throat was still occupied. What if Kolin wanted to try, though? Maybe he could deter that a bit. Yes, what a great idea it was for Izou to take hold of her throat at this strange angle, effectively turning her neck into a sleeve for his rod. With a squeeze applied, he could feel the movement of his own cock through her very flesh. Maybe that was a bit tight, in that case... but ah well. From his understanding, Kolin's true form accepted sex the way a berserker warrior would accept combat against an evenly-matched foe: aggressive, painful, and with a blatant disregard for the other's health. Izou happened to be into the theory of that, and he seemed to be thoroughly enjoying it in practice as well. Kolin did deserve her credit for something, at the end of it all, even if that something wasn't what she claimed to want.

[Apollymi]

She was finally awake, but that didn't stop the harsh look she gave him. he probably couldn't see it from the angle he was taking, but that didn't much matter. She was getting what she wanted out of this arrangement so that was a good time. But Izou was also full of sassy commentary. Was she just after his cock so much she was willing to black out to get it? Probably, but that wasn't something she needed someone to express aloud. She wanted to speak on the matter but it came out as garbled moans and the movement of her tongue against the cock occupying her mouth and throat. No she had no intention of stopping what she was doing, but she intended to express her displeasure about it regardless at some point. It could wait for now though since she wasn't actually displeased with the actions he was taking. She didn't have to do anything and he'd keep shoving himself down her throat. Good. And so long as she remembered to breathe every once in a while, not much would happen to her until he was done and spilled that first burst down the length of her orifice.

In her own mind she deserved so much credit. She was here, accepting such rough treatment, expecting it even. Other women wanted so much softness and cuddling out of men and she wanted none of that. All she needed was for them to do what she wanted and get out of her way when she was done with them. Why was this such a hard thing for everyone else to understand? Well, not everyone had a hard time understand, this was obvious by Izou's current actions.

[Bloodedge]

Kolin's delusions were apparent to so many. Izou was no exception to being one who understood. She most likely believed this was all for her sake, while Izou merely understood that he could properly get away with using her as a masturbatory tool. It happened to work out for both of them. Those muffled moans of Kolin's spoke to the contrary of this, though. Ah, it must have been her reaction to the trash-talking. How wonderful. "What? Gonna act like you don't like it? Urusai~" he said while thrusting once more, burying himself in the queen's throat after having the great sensation of his sack slapping against her face again. This time, he forcibly throbbed within the depths of her throat for a while.

Izou managed to even leak preejaculate into the woman's throat, just a bit. Interesting; he wasn't expecting that. Regardless, he wouldn't be stopped. With his hand clenching around her throat, which itself was nothing more than a sleeve at this point, he flexed his groin until he could feel it on the outside. "Swallow," he ordered. At this point, he wanted to feel the movement of her esophagus around his girth. That would do quite well, he thought. With that, he could be a bit more satisfied. "You're not gonna get away with just sucking all day. Get some technique, or you're not gonna get your treat at the end~"

[Apollymi]

Apparently, Kolin liked the treatment she was receiving and she shouldn't try to lodge her complaints. As if. She was cross that he dared try and take advantage, the fact that she also liked it shouldn't have been problematic at all. Izou was taking advantage of her, but she was the one deciding to do it, as such, she wasn't actually upset. But admitting that wasn't within her normal level of play. If she wasn't at least bitchy she'd lose all her credibility. What took place with Jason was something else entirely, but, everyone else was to be treated with more distance. Yes, Izou was in a different tier from others, and she begrudgingly accepted that, but that didn't mean she would do anything other than be cross whenever she could.

Ah, but she was going to be forced to accept quite a bit. Right at the moment a hand upon her throat as the lad above her face, rather suddenly flexed himself within the fit of her throat. He had a demand to make did he? She needed technique? No... what the hell were these men here for if she need to do extra? That was completely unreasonable. But that demanding tone felt like the sort of thing she would acquiesce to, so she'd swallow hard around his cock, while continuing to breathe out of her nose. Whatever treat she was supposed to get at the end of this, it had better be worth it. The mind of Kolin was a strange place, she wished to be praised and rewarded. She didn't want to do anything. She didn't understand the necessity for technique and the like when it came to what she did, but she expected perfection from the men in her life. If one really took the time to think about it, they'd realize what a sad existence she was, too bad men like Izou were around to keep her from knowing how far below the standard she actually fell.

[Bloodedge]

Izou had to wonder how his demand would work out in the end. Kolin didn't acquiesce to it right away; there was just a moment of hesitation. Oh, what was she going to do? He thought there was a chance for her to mumble some incoherent nonsense, and an almost maximum chance she was thinking no such behavior should be necessary on her part. Never was she going to put forth effort of her own accord, but lo... a proper order and the idea of a reward seemed to be all it took. That deep swallow felt like some sort of cock massage, exquisite in its own right. "Mmm, good girl~" he moaned.

Sadly, Kolin's reward was nowhere in sight right away. Izou was slowly removing himself from her throat, until his tip hovered just beyond the skin of her lips. At that point, his hand patted the side of Kolin's face just twice, while he looked down upon her with the cheekiest grin. "You're good with your hands, aren't ya'? Give it some of those good strokes. While you're at it, lap it up~" Ah, there would be no end to Izou's demands this day. Whether Kolin accepted her own preferences, or griped about being against his nonsense or whatever else, he'd be having his way. After all, it was something that worked out for her anyway, right? She was a lazy slut playing the part of a queen. Even if there was no questioning her status as a queen, this was her true natural element: in the position of the submissive brat that she was.

[Apollymi]

Izou could wonder about Kolin's reactions, and Kolin would wonder right along with him. There was never any telling how much of a problem she would have with any random thing done or not done. At this point, she was obviously just enjoying herself to some great extent. What would come of her following the direction given from the man currently above her, she'd get called a good girl. Did she like that? Probably, it seemed to register as praise in her own mind at the very least. So at least that particular action would happen again since she was being given positive feedback. Not that she enjoyed or needed affirmation right?

Soon enough he was exiting her throat and that would come along with a moan from the obviously bitchy woman. Whatever the case, the tip of his manhood was now just beyond her mouth and she could speak again. And what would be the first thing she said? Well it'd be in direct response to this man's sudden list of demands. "I don't remember telling you I'd just take demands from you," she claimed. Strangely enough even though she said this, she was rather easily seen reaching up to stroke his cock while her tongue flickered across it. "I don't remember agreeing to all this extra work," she claimed between movements of her tongue and hands. Truthfully, she gave handjobs way more often than anything else so she had some talent with the action a firm grip that wasn't too dainty from a soft hand. The shaft already slick with precum and her own saliva made it easy to move her hand about and she would do so, because she felt like humoring the man before her. Yes that was it. She was just humoring him.

[Bloodedge]

She didn't remember telling him she'd just take his demands, she said. She didn't remember agreeing to extra work, she added. Yet still, she did just as he demanded. To Izou, this woman was an easy claim─ the perfect outlet for any residual aggression he needed to let out. This was quite fun. Izou even enjoyed her bitchy little claims. It reminded him of battles between swordsmen, when one's arrogance was once required to win before one's blade could strike true and end a match. Claims of victory over those who would soon suffer defeat at his hands... that was Izou's element.

So then, in response to Kolin's lapse in memory, Izou could do little but tap his own head. "That so? Must've happened when you forgot you weren't supposed to pass out with my meat in your throat. If you want the good shit, don't make it boring enough for me to go soft. Good thing you woke up, yeah?" he mentioned. Now, he got to experience Kolin's hand for himself. To some in this world, it was a legendary thing. How many died over the millennia for just a chance to have this woman's experienced hand on their cock? Just the same, how many never got to realize how little they would get from going farther with her, at least without having some ability to... put her where she belonged, so to speak. "You've got yourself a good hand there. I gotta wonder, how's your ass?" he questioned without hesitation. That tingle upon his tip was a wonderful contrast to the firm grip on his shaft. Due to this combination, he was progressing quite nicely. All he had left to wonder was where he'd be shoving his rod next.

[Apollymi]

As much as Izou was in his element, Kolin was also in hers. Being bratty was second nature to her, and she'd found that a certain amount of demeaning was pretty good for her own work. She enjoyed a bit when men took what they wanted from her. She liked when they didn't just take her attitude though it was very specific to a moment like this. Not when she needed to get things done, but specifically when they were in such a space. Maybe she realized this somewhere in her subconsious. Maybe this was why she chased after that ultimate goal. Too bad Izou wasn't as perfect for her as he could be. He was cute but not blonde, he was dominating in the right times, but someone who was literally an assassin slave for richer people didn't have much of his own. She couldn't ever be fully satisfied by him, he'd never properly compare to the man who'd turned her down. She might have realized this deep down inside at least partially because of things she had to say in response to Jason's oaths, but, that didn't mean she wouldn't take advantage of moments like this when the man was here and willing to give her what she wanted while appreciating and cherishing the time he got to spend with her.

Yes, that is how she thought of it. "People don't agree to shit while they're unconscious... and you better not hold out," she said as if she was the one in charge here. She thought she was, whether it was the truth or not was up to the interpretation of the individuals present. In the moment she was complimented for the use of her hand. Of course she was, she was rather good at it, the best at it even. She'd been told that so many times before. Strangely the praise felt more genuine coming from the man whose cock she continued stroking over her own face. He claimed it was good but he wondered about her rear. Well, that was an interesting question. She assumed it was as good as the rest of her, but she also wasn't really the sort to admit that. "Fuck if I know what it's like. It's my ass, its your job to figure it out, if you think you're up to it..." she said following up those words with her tongue twisting around the tip of him at the same time as that hand moving back and forth. Right that was about the right level of salt. He would be the one to figure out if he liked such a thing, and she'd enjoy a good pounding in her rear regardless as long as it was delivered with the right amount of vigor, and she could mostly guarantee that herself even if he wasn't up to it. She'd milk his cock while he decided where else he wished to stick it with only snide commentary to offer in the in between.

[Bloodedge]

"Ho─ I better not hold out? Let's be serious. I'm gonna run you ragged today," Izou proclaimed. Three months trained him well. In that time, he'd been whoring about all over this country, from one room to another across multiple consecutive days. With that sort of recent history, his ability to bed Kolin was not at all in question. Even with her use as a depository, she would have a hard time comparing to the varied prostitutes of Dis. Maybe another of her faces could do the trick properly? This one was quite different when compared to the one he'd originally met, after all. Izou wondered what the one she'd been working on would be like. Whatever the case, that wasn't worth concern now; he still had to test this one's limits.

According to Kolin, it was his job to find out how her ass was... if he thought he was up to it. She had no real idea how 'up to it' he was. "Don't give me that shit," he said. As if to inspect things for himself nonetheless, Izou reached out to grab the woman's body, and lift it from the tub. He decided to leave her upside-down, giving himself access to inspect her undercarriage while she remained in place to continue with his. "Hmm," he mumbled while staring directly into her holes from a birds-eye view. "Mighty tight in there. I might stretch 'em both out." Decisions were so hard to make. He would be getting around to everything in due time though, so it didn't matter what he went to first. Still, he first had to reach the end of this journey's current leg. He was almost there─ Kolin just needed a bit more training for his satisfaction. "Oi, get some ball work going! I've got a present stored up for ya' in there!" With those words offered, Izou decided to test a few things. Specifically, the swordsman chose to jam calloused fingers into the whore queen's cunt─ first one, then two, then three. It was a simple stress test, meant only to find reactions and draw comparisons to something else in the near future. . .

[Apollymi]

Izou claimed the ability to run the Queen ragged. She doubted that seriously. Of course, if he wished to try it would be fun to undertake. She appreciated his enthusiasm when it came to doing things to her. Actually, maybe that was something she always liked, it went along with the general praise she enjoyed. After all, people should always appreciate her. "As if." she stated with the plain disbelief she always felt. The woman was obviously not the sort to give more than she had to, and she was also not thinking at all that anyone would compare to her greatest conquest so far, as she climbed towards the outstanding top.

Apparently she wasn't supposed to challenge him with the idea of figuring out for himself if he was up to trying to conquer her rear. It was hardly a thought she gave much consideration to. Instead a scoff would follow the movements of her tongue and hands. 'Stretch?!' another scoff accompanied the thought. He had no idea the type of punishment she was willing to take, nor that it would hardly make a difference to her if he went in immediately or stretched her out a bit first. Regardless, she supposed it was worth while to let him do his own thing. He'd not been lacking yet. What he was, was annoying. Even though he was now examining her undercarriage from a completely different angle she had no idea what would be appealing about that. "Ugh, you're so fucking needy all of a sudden. I didn't sign up to work for you, who the fuck do you think I am?" she stated. Balls? Who just touched balls, weren't they supposed to be sensitive? She supposed she shouldn't go at them too hard initially, right? She began to roll them around in her unoccupied hand, while she continued stroking his cock and flicking it with her tongue ever so often. This amount of dexterity was annoying as a use thing, she definitely didn't like doing it. But if it got her praise she supposed she could do it regardless. He was lucky, she liked the feeling of those fingers entering her undercarriage. The more that went int he better it felt and the more her loins clutched at his fingers. She could take more, she would like more, fingers weren't enough for her in general, t was basically a tease at this point, but that meant more was coming right? Well, it didn't matter much, her approval came physical and from the moans that escaped her while her mouth was busy.

[Bloodedge]

As if? Goading Izou into going to extremes was not the best idea, historically. He'd do a great deal of things when underestimated, but currently, it was simply brushed off as Kolin's attitude showing itself again. He had goals to meet, and he didn't tend to let those fall by the wayside. By the end of this night, if it took so little time, he was going to acquire a new type of podium to stand on... and he'd do it just for the entertainment value. "Don't be a cheeky bitch too much. You'll spoil the moment, and your dinner."

Rubbing his balls wasn't going to do much of anything in reality. Most of the joy of it came from making Kolin do yet another thing outside of her typical ways. Who did he think she was? It wasn't so much what he thought, but what he understood. "You're the top slut around here. You know, the one nobody gets to unless they're top brass and up to your high ass standards. You'd be pretty damn useless in that position if you didn't show everybody else up every now and then." The efforts of his fingers were worthwhile for what he'd managed, but he had to test one final thing for himself. He wondered what would happen if he...

Suddenly, Izou's hips were drawn back. It was the end of the line for this little segment, so a forward thrust would ram his prick into her mouth just as the white fluid Kolin enjoyed so much began to spew. Ah, but that wasn't all. Izou used that same timeframe to remove his fingers from her crotch, jamming the trio knuckle-deep into her ass instead. His thumb could, and would, take up their original place in her snatch. There was one more thing to be done at that time. Izou bared his teeth, taking one of her outer lips between them and pulling back. What would one more little test harm?

[Apollymi]

The work of Izou was never done. He came with more commentary and more problematic points to share with Kolin. All the while she was decently amused by his antics. He told her not to be a cheeky bitch too much. She wasn't cheeky, she was just being who she was. Nothing he said to her would stop her from doing that. "I'll do what I want," the woman said even as she touched his balls, stroked his shaft and tongued his cock. No, she wouldn't be taking any sass from him that felt too negative. She wasn't the sort of person who enjoyed that sort of thing.

Ah, but she wasn't going to get that from him right now. No, she was going to get more sass from him. His words implied that because she was the top of the food chain around here, she had to prove herself better than the others who were here once in a while. Who did he think she was? "I don't have to prove anything. There isn't a bitch here who tops me," she said. Anyone who didn't acknowledge their standing would be forced to, this was simply her nature. What she was doing here, she was doing because she felt like it, nothing more and nothing less.

Whatever the case, Izou drew his hips back and went about ramming his cock into her mouth while he released his seed. She enjoyed this of course, swallowing down the white fluid down greedily. At the same time, she felt the strange amount of pressure suddenly shift. Her mind went blank as she suddenly got the sensation of three fingers being rammed into her ass. What was more, she also had a rough thumb inserted into her fore hole. Ah but what about that last bite to the lips of her nether. Kolin liked pain, and that would cause the reaction of mixing three very different sensations. The woman would moan as she climaxed while practically choking on his cock. This was great.

[Bloodedge]

"Really? Keh! As long as I'm getting off, I guess that doesn't matter much," Izou surmised. Kolin wasn't going to change; the point of this day was to see just how far he could bend her, both in the literal sense, and the metaphorical one. In spite of her words, the woman climaxed somewhere between having fingers in both holes, having her womanhood bitten, and having a spurting cock suddenly shoved into her mouth. There wasn't a bitch here who topped her, she said. Izou was convinced that was true only in one specific way, though there was a woman he'd been eyeing, whom he assumed could put her out of business permanently. What a specimen that woman was! No matter; he hadn't even approached that one yet, so it could only be a passing thought. One day.

For the moment, he was letting his fluids be consumed by the queen while jerking his fingers from her orifices with a subsequent slap to the ass. "Enjoy your breakfast?" he asked. The time had come to release Kolin from this grasp. He did so with a swing from the lower end, allowing her to be released while flying forward. Hopefully, Kolin had the ability to catch herself─ on all fours in Izou's ideal scenario. He intended to have a solid view of her backside while walking toward her. "By the way, what did it? I sorta wanna believe it was the fresh load in your throat. You're really into that shit, aren't you?"

[Apollymi]

"Hmpf" the woman was snooty until the end. There was no way she was going to let this man believe what he wanted was what mattered here. He was being allowed to achieve orgasm because she liked him too, nothing more and nothing less. Eventually everyone would learn, that Kolin thought herself to be an absolute specimen of a woman and Mai Valentine was without a question the sort of woman every real man aspired to have.

At the end of her first orgasm and his, she had a firm slap delivered to her ass. She moan in response to that as she thought about whether she enjoyed her breakfast. "I've had worse," Yeah, not exactly a compliment but she couldn't really just give a straight up praise when he was busy being so snippy. Ah, and now he was tossing the lass around leaving her to catch herself just barely on all fours. "Ugh, why would I know what did it? Too many things going on at once, I don't keep track of shit like that..." Kolin said. She didn't plan to give this man any extra bit of praise nor help him. "You have to figure it out for yourself," she said while breathing in soft little pants. "So what are you doing? I thought this was an all day plan for you?" she asked snidely. She was excited to see what he'd offer next, she didn't want to wait too long, nor did she really feel like entertaining him.

[Bloodedge]

She'd had worse, huh? Interesting. That wasn't much to say at all, considering how very easy that had to be. One had to wonder though, how many experiences with swallowing seed she had since the first experience doing so a few months ago. Exactly how many loads had gone down her throat? Queen of Whores may have been more accurate than many would think. "Yare yare. Be honest, or you're never gonna have a good time," he said once he was upon the woman. There were a few too many layers of requirements when dealing with this one. All would be worthwhile in due time, but it was always an upward climb toward proper satisfaction.

This was an all day plan on his part; good of Kolin to realize. Alas, he had that timeframe to figure out for himself what caused her orgasm. He'd probably skip that, as any number of the listed things could have been the cause from one moment to another. As for what he was doing, perhaps it was time to have a bit of proper fun. The way she was breathing belied a certain amount of satisfaction, perhaps even anticipation. Another, more hardhearted slap on the ass was coming Kolin's way, as if to punish Kolin's audacious questioning of his plan. This was followed by another, then another, all before he really did anything. "Waiting to find out what daddy got you for Christmas, huh?" he asked while grabbing two handfuls of her backside, spreading her cheeks and setting his gaze inside once more. This act of spreading happened multiple times in succession, while his tip rested against the entrance of the queen's snatch. "Something's still missing here."

[Apollymi]

How many loads had she swallowed since a few months ago? Dozens, most of them belonging to Jason. That wasn't really the point though, the ones that didn't belong to Jason were few and far between but among them Izou's was neither extremely good nor extremely bad. She wasn't even sure what sort of thing to think about it. It wasn't exactly tasty, power was in such fluids when she took them in, but according to the 'Advisor' she'd taken the trouble of summoning, that was more due to her own power than anything else. Men couldn't even be given the credit for making such a thing interesting to her. Whatever the case, she was told to be honest, or that she'd never have a good time, "Honest?!" she sounded outraged just a little bit. She wasn't ever honest with anyone of her own accord. It was up to the masses to interpret her whims.

Whatever the case, what would immediately follow his words would be several hard slaps on her bottom. That was kind of nice. Each one sent a string of sensations tingling into her loins. Though she could do without most of his talking, she was indeed waiting on what he would provide her. After all, she was here for her own satisfaction and the sooner everyone realized that the better off they'd be. "I don't like waiting, ugh... no one came here for your cheeky attitude," she claimed, knowing full well to some extent those words were meant in opposition to each other. According to the man something was still missing, she didn't have time for games or long speeches. She wasn't here to think, and to provide boosts to his ego nor answers to his questions. "No one has time for what's missing are you gonna give me cock or not?" she didn't like being teased, she wasn't here for his crap she was here to get plowed the least he could do was stick his meat in one of the two holes currently present to him.

[Bloodedge]

"Yes, honest!" he yelled, slapping once more in an angrier fashion that belied the start of annoyance. In truth, it was always annoying to keep dealing with Kolin and her antics. Their impatience was shared, albeit for very different reasons. Kolin didn't care to wait for insertion, and Izou didn't care to wait for her attitude adjustment. True enough, she may not have been here for his cheeky demeanor. She came here to take dick into the core of her being, but one thing came with the other. If Kolin didn't have time for whatever was missing, she'd have to find the time somewhere. Izou would see to that by first snatching up that waterlogged hair of hers, pulling her head up to his level. One arm simultaneously hooked around the woman until he could palm and squeeze one of those honking tits of hers, all while he spoke into the side of her face.

"You want it?" he questioned. The clear answer was yes, but Izou was not going to join the ranks of Kolin's loyalists and interpreting her pointless blabber. "You can get it and all, but try asking nicely for once. Be a good girl, ask daddy for a treat, and he'll give it to you just like you like it~" Izou insisted. In the meantime, he was indeed inching forward. Insertion had officially begun, with Izou choosing the wetter of two holes. There wasn't much to it however, lest Izou ruin his own plan. No, just the tip was all she would be getting at the moment. He wanted to see the side of this woman that he'd been hearing about so much lately; he didn't plan on missing it by any means.

[Apollymi]

Honesty was indeed what the ronin wanted from her. A scoff would escape her instead, she didn't need to do this much for anyone. Why waste all this extra effort on someone who wasn't the one she was looking for? Well, there were a few options and answers. If she gave into his desires in the moment, she would get what she wanted, Izou wasn't the type to be anything but the way he was anyways... so she wouldn't actually lose anything by doing so, but why should she?

Well that answer came with an angry slap to her ass, and more rough treatment. Izou was pulling her by the hair, forcing her up to his level while holding his manhood at bay. Yes, he'd chosen the wetter of two holes, but he was content to further tease. Even that hand gripping her chest was something desirous. But why? Why did assholes like him without everything to offer, always feel the need to try and take more from her than she was willing to give? He wanted answers, and wanted her to be nice? Did he have any idea the amount of things he was asking with only dick and the occasional kill to offer in return? Ugh. Men were always like this, always acting high and mighty demanding things from her or asking for them when they'd done nothing to deserve them. Yes, she held this opinion, even about Izou. Though she tolerated him more than most, a moment like this was exactly why she didn't always tolerate anyone. He wanted everything including the break in her façade, while not being able to offer everything she desired...

"Hmphf!" another scoff. "Yes, I want it, and you should give it to me. I didn't come here for you to tease me all day." That was about as nice as one like Kolin got. Eventually everyone would understand her nature, and maybe she'd even understand it herself. But she definitely wasn't just going to give in to some half-assed attempt. She wasn't here to play with him. If he ordered her around she might do whatever while bitching about it. If he wanted the soft and broken version of her, he'd have to actually succeed in breaking her. That was it. She was only doing the things she was currently so she could enjoy the sex, anything else this one wanted out of the situation he responsible for setting up himself. This was how she actually was.

[Bloodedge]

Izou knew there was nothing Kolin could lose, bar a bit of face. He also knew there was always a high chance of Kolin being hard to deal with, solely because it was her way to be disagreeable. She was going to be exactly those things. The queen admitted to wanting his tool, though the follow-up was that he should be giving it. She wasn't here to be teased all day? Well, she would be if she didn't know how to acquiesce to a few simple wishes. "If you're not here for a tease, there's an easy answer," he said against the side of her face once more. That tug against her hair became more forceful, more against the roots. At the same time, the grip of her breast became the firm squeeze and twist of a nipple.

As Izou recalled, he didn't receive a salary of any sort for the work he did in this country, nor during his time in Sengoku. What he received as remuneration for his actions was a lay here and there, and access to facilities he didn't plan on paying for. This wasn't going to cut it, especially after that atrocious work she had him do earlier this day. It was time this wage worker collected his check. "You didn't go dumb and forget that I'm not one of your little boy toys, did ya'? I'm not here 'cause I'm afraid of you. I don't care about whatever stupid goals you've got beyond this place. Your ol' pal Izou is here to have a good time, and right now, that involves punishing your little bimbo cunt. So, be a doll, and do what the fuck I'm telling you. Then we can all have a good time, yeah? Daddy Izou'll take real good care of ya'."

[Apollymi]

Ah, there it was. Izou claimed there was an easy fix to the problem of her getting teased, and it apparently had to do with her. What did he actually want? Why wasn't he just plowing away at her already, this was tedious, she didn't like tedious. Admittedly he was winning a few points by the course of a few moments he was managing to give her a bit of what she wanted. A rougher pull of her hair and a firmer grip of her bosom resulting in a painful pinch. She enjoyed that at least, and it would be more than obvious by that pulsing in her nether and the moan leaving her mouth.

Still she wouldn't be so easy as to just give into whatever weird desire this man had. His words, seemed to imply some kind of aggression but was it really enough. No she hadn't forgotten that he wasn't one of her pet men. That didn't matter though because he wasn't the one that she wanted, he was just something she used to fill the space. The fact that he killed and did jobs for her, for just this was standard, he didn't deserve more for doing something he would have done anyway. "I didn't forget, that's why you're here. The rest of that sounds unnecessary. Fuck me already..." Yeah, that was about it. He'd done nothing to prove he should be getting more than her bitchy attitude. She was not going to do any more than her usual self. She might be a bit soft, go along with some well placed demands, but she definitely wasn't going to do anything out of the ordinary just for this man to do what he was already going to do. Who actually bothered with that sort of thing besides porn stars? Yes, she was choosing to ignore the fact that she was exactly like that for Jason, but Jason had forced that issue, no one else had or would for the most part so she had no intention of doing it.

[Bloodedge]

One thing Izou always excelled at, was forcing issues. He could send an established empire into anarchy with a single flick of his blade, and in fact, it wouldn't be the first time. Perhaps what Kolin forgot, was the kind of state Sengoku was in during her stay of a few measly years. The murder of a feudal lord was an exciting thing in its own right. Ah, the sweet bloodshed that came in the aftermath. So many who swore themselves to those lords thought to right the dishonor of an assassination, and they all fell just the same... and it was magnificent! What would happen in the city of Dis if Kolin continued to behave like some spoiled brat? Maybe Izou would be able to find out first-hand.

More demands. Kolin decided she wasn't taking the shit from any man, but Izou wasn't taking any of her entitlement while knowing she was just some slut at heart. As for why he was here, it was his choice, and his choice alone... just as it was his choice to abandon her chest. Izou reached out to the space behind his current location, retrieving a tanto from within his kimono. "Oh I'll fuck ya'," he said. Still holding her by the hair, Izou jerked his short blade from its scabbard. It only took a blink for the weapon to be at the queen's neck, while Izou exuded palpable bloodlust that was otherwise only hidden beneath the surface. "What if you weren't alive when I did it? You're the dumbest kind of bitch sometimes, ya' know? Think about this: I could kill you right now, and I'd have a lot more fun fighting off the lapdogs who'd rise to avenge whatever honor they think you have, than I could ever have digging into a cunt that doesn't know how to act right." As the man spoke, he held that blade against her neck just firmly enough to break the skin. He knew what care to take when threatening a life, and could draw no more than a single drop of blood with the sharp end of a blade. That was his choice in execution. Now, Kolin knew Izou was the type to only take the funnest path for himself. Maybe she could at least see the bigger picture here. "Get the message yet? Wanna take a guess at what would be even more fun for me?"

[Apollymi]

If Izou excelled at force, Kolin had yet to see it with her own eyes. Whatever the case, her previous face had known of his work in Sengoku. She knew it was possible for the man to kill anyone he felt like at any time he felt like it. But that was hardly something she gave consideration to, in fact him being like that was only a positive for her. Oh he'd fuck her would he? Well he wasn't really showing that at all, until of course he was.

Ah, that was interesting. He'd let go of her bosom to take hold of a knife, did he imagine her being scared of him? Well she wasn't. Or rather she wouldn't admit to such, but her body was much more honest than she was... her nether tightened around the tip of him as a blade was brought to her throat. He thought to remind her of the fact he could kill her. She was strangely excited by that as an idea. Well, she didn't actually want to die, she just didn't think it was worth it to do too much. Regardless, if Izou decided to kill her, it would create a few problems for her she didn't want to have, and she'd probably lose a few too many of her forces that she didn't want to lose. He had her pinned. She couldn't let him get between her and her goals, though the fact that he could with a single decision was a bit enticing. That little drop of blood from her neck was something entirely different. Maybe if she was less crazy herself she might have had a problem with the abject amount of violence being presented to her, but she was crazy.

The danger of this, his intention and clear lack of problem with harming her potentially and bringing ruin to her everything, made her nether gush. To be honest, he'd probably have been better off raping her at knife point, not that she'd say that aloud. "That's a lot of words, that amount to you wanting to fuck me while I'm not being rude about it..." she said, but at the present moment she actually really wanted him to start moving properly. Hell, he could even keep the knife if it suited him. Now then, how much face was she willing to lose to get dick right at the moment that didn't necessary involve her dying? "Ugh, guessing is stupid. You keep referring to yourself as daddy so I'm guessing that is what you want," she managed to sound disgusted by it as an idea, but with a knife at her throat she was more pliable than she would like to be. "Fine," she scoffed again. She was an absolute brat more so than she would ever realize, but though she liked being threatened, abused and mistreated. She didn't honestly want to die. She just needed certain assurances that debasing herself in front of him wouldn't just be for him. She didn't care to do anything just to make him happy, it had to get her something primarily or it wasn't worth doing. A roll of her eyes would come as that bratty face of hers put together a string of words she truly never imagined herself saying. "Daddy Izou, fuck me..." there as a pause in there, like it was probably a bit too rough still. "Please." This woman probably hadn't said please to someone who wasn't exactly her type since childhood. It felt wrong to do so.

[Bloodedge]

One day, maybe some absolute man of culture would properly convert Kolin and her other selves to the state she was meant to be in. Izou shouldn't have been required to literally hold a knife against her throat for a favorable reaction, though he obviously didn't mind the act of doing so. More importantly, it appeared to be the case that... Kolin didn't mind it either. No, that wasn't right. She was aroused by a threat on her life? The clench around his tool's tip certainly made Izou believe so. That was something he'd been missing. Tales were told of Queen Kolin's behavior during the Argonauts' stay in Dis, but he didn't fully realize there was an enjoyment of proper abuse within Kolin herself. That changed things a bit.

"It doesn't matter if you're rude; don't be stupid. You almost came from realizing I would actually kill you just now, didn't you? I felt it. You're more interesting than I gave you credit for," he said with the cold flat of that blade pressing into Kolin's flesh. She surmised that he wanted to be referred to as 'daddy' after hearing him refer to himself in such a way. That was about accurate, but it would no longer be enough after what he'd been dealing with thus far. Still, it was just enough that he saw fit to thrust his hips forward, swiftly and roughly enough to send rippling waves up the queen's plump arse as he slammed her cervix. "I was thinking that, but that ain't enough after all that pointless bitching. Keep the attitude. I'm not your daddy, either. I'll settle for master~" he spoke with arrogance in his cadence. His blade scraped along the underside of Kolin's chin in a motion that resembled shaving with a razor while he thrusted again, and again. Never did he plan on plunging to anything less than the limit of her depths. Of course, he also didn't plan on letting the woman kick back and relax. "You're gonna show me how you ride after this one, so enjoy having your master do most of the work for now, yeah?~"

[Apollymi]

Izou wouldn't realize such a person already existed, or perhaps it was two people. Whether Kolin would admit it or not, Jason was about as close as this part of the world got to someone who could get a fully favorable reaction out of her. And whether she realized it or not, it had nothing to do with her oaths and everything to do with him fitting her exact type with the personality to match. Too bad he wasn't the one she was actually aiming for, so... he also fell short by her own approximation. She knew of the things she'd blurted out on the ship, so she was happy for the death of Lot, the banishment of Nerys and the absolute devotion of Leorio. Without those things, too many people would likely be able to figure out what she was actually doing. And it would likely stop the lads who were following her under the guise that they could win her over time.

Izou wasn't in any similar boat. Instead he was a man who was dangerous in his own right and slung nice dick. With those two things under his belt, he was earning himself his own sort of niche but not one of any real permanence. And what was he doing now, claiming he knew about her almost climax at realizing that he could kill her. "I didn't hate it," that was it. As close as she got to admitting anything. According to him, Daddy wasn't enough because of his extra work. Ugh, he would be like this, she was the one he was forcing out of character for his own amusement, he had no right to complain about what he had to do to get there. He'd chosen master? Would she call him that? Well, he was still holding a knife to her throat. Which she enjoyed and he'd finally started moving so she could appreciate it. What else was there to it? Not much at all, he claimed he wanted her to ride after he finished giving her a railing with his full length and force and she could only agree to that, since it was her preference to start with. "Yes, Master..." yep, full attitude she as going to continue to give. Even as her hips began to shake and her mouth fell open from the abject new pleasure she was feeling.

[Bloodedge]

Izou was never going to be in the same boat as those others. He wasn't some lout crying for Kolin's attention, and he wasn't simply trying to stand above the others who sought to lay with her. He was going to get what he wanted because it was made available to him. Now, he was going to make this easy access something more desirable─ more entertaining for himself. Kolin admitting that she 'didn't hate' the death threat was an interesting start. Her freely calling him master as he repeatedly slammed against the entrance to her womb was even better as a continuation. The cherry on top, of course, was how she agreed to his terms for the next position. Excellent. He'd strangely yet to learn how she straddled a man, despite laying with one of her previous identities in Sengoku. Maybe the bigger rack on that one made it more difficult to do anything but lie there and take it?

Whatever the case, Izou was finally starting to enjoy himself properly. With that, Kolin would be receiving a more pleasurable experience as well. When would she learn the benefits of doing something to please another? If she behaved this way more frequently, maybe the men in her life would pleasure her more by sheer virtue of being excited to do so. That body of hers was appealing to many, but it alone wouldn't do. Her apparent kink list, however... was a different tale entirely. "Good girl! It only took you the whole day to make the smart choice. While you're agreeing to shit, don't forget to get some whips and chains in this shithole! That's where the real fun is~"

[Apollymi]

Izou was one who didn't think himself on the same level as the others. And he was right in one aspect only. He happened to be one of the few individuals who could call himself capable of getting more out of her. But how long that would last would mostly be dependent on how long having him around would satisfy her. Maybe he could come along with her up in the world. Maybe he'd be the one to behead the Queen of Knights, and move her out of the way of the one she wanted to be with? Whatever the case, right now he was at least a good lay and a weapon on demand.

But one thing she would never learn was that the act of giving would garner her something in return. Why? Because she'd been given everything at every turn for as long as she could remember. The act of giving anything was unnecessary when people literally fell all overthemselves to do things for her. Izou was winning right now only because he was able to draw something resembling giving out of her. Not that she'd ever admit that, even while enjoying the rough treatment that put him right against her womb with every hit. "Whips and chains? Ugh, whatever you say, Master," such words came with an obvious eye roll not that it mattered. Would she actually do it? Maybe, she didn't know what he wanted them for, but at the very least she could use them to punish other people at some point in the future. Right at the moment, she'd enjoy herself, wiggling her hips against him as he plunged into her body. Whether more people would do better for her or not didn't matter. This was just a holdover as every encounter was... until she reached her ultimate goal.

[Bloodedge]

Such a stupid woman chasing her stupid, impossible goal. Izou didn't have much of, if any clue as to what her ambition was, but it had no place in his mind anyway. As long as this woman was indirectly catering to his needs by running a place like this, and directly catering to his urges as she was doing now, he had no concerns. Ah, but Kolin didn't seem to understand the need for whips and chains. It didn't surprise him at all that she managed to be so vanilla; she still hadn't truly come to terms with her own basic preferences. That reaction to his demand was exasperated, but initially a bit quizzical. Whether she wanted one or not, it seemed she needed an explanation. "Not following, huh? Since you like a knife to your neck and a dick all the way to your womb, you oughta like being whipped at the same time. As for the chains... Well, we might as well strip your ability to move, yeah?"

While Izou continued thrusting away, he finally removed the blade from her neck. In its place, his hand was soon found. An old habit of his would also return in this moment, as the small line of blood caused during the tanto's removal was then licked in the opposite direction. Then, came the firm grip of his hand. He couldn't keep that blade in use while following through with his upcoming movements, which involved Izou slamming his way into Kolin with enough force to knock her body forward. That was fine, though; she would always be pulled back into place by the hand squeezing her throat. "Sounds good, doesn't it?~"

[Apollymi]

It was very interesting to constantly have her vanilla tastes questioned by people. It all started with Jason and his obsession with having the ability to shove his cock in her mouth and now there was Izou, wanting to be called something specific and adding threats, danger and physical restraint and possible actual torture to her list. Obviously she wasn't exactly into anything like that, it seemed to just give her what she desired as far as feelings were concerned. Apparently, liking the knife to the neck hinted at a need to be tied up and whipped? She didn't think she'd just agree to that sort of thing... but Izou was pretty good at pitching ideas she didn't like. And at the very least, if she was tied up, she wouldn't honestly be expected to do anything, that was sounding a bit like a win to her. She was the type of person to lay around and take it, or straddle someone and ride them like a piece of furniture. As it stood the idea was making more positives than potential negatives.

Strangely enough, the knife went away and the lad was left with a hand on her throat while ramming in and out of her at an incredible pace. She definitely liked that... as for his idea, it didn't actually sound bad to her either. "Hm, I've heard worse things..." she said though her body's response to this rough treatment was exactly the thing that would make that obvious. Still, that hand squeezing her throat while her body was rocked back and forth had her feeling woozy and her legs feeling weak. She was definitely going to finish, but did she want to risk some sort of violent outburst from Izou when this happened? "So, are you gonna be all mad if I cum without telling you?" she asked with all while still concentrating on the feeling of it. Izou himself had a bit of a limited amount of time to make his answer known. She could hold out a bit longer if it would keep him in line with the proper reactions, but he should just be more direct about what he was aiming for in this situation.

[Bloodedge]

Direct was, in fact, precisely what Izou was being. As far as his intentions were concerned, he was making most of them up as he went. He wanted an experience, to see how far Kolin went. His main objective was pushing as many of her buttons as possible, and seeing how many switches he could flip this day. Of course, if he could manage to properly break her and avoid having to go through this whole ordeal again later... even better. "So you do like it. Just fucking say so next time," he said with a sigh and his own eye roll.

Kolin had a very interesting question to ask as she climbed the ladder of orgasm. Would he be angry if she reached it without telling him? Ah, he did hear something along those lines about her interaction with the Argonaut Jason. Izou, however, was not the Argonaut. He had a different plan in mind for breaking the woman down. Based on her question and the look of her movements in prior moments, he assumed the time was nearly upon her. With that being the case, Izou... stopped moving. "Hmm, actually... yeah, you should let me know right before. I'll let you know what it feels like to be left waiting for satisfaction. You don't get off 'til I decide you've done a good enough job," he said. What a wonderful idea. He'd see how long she could last at the edge of pleasure, and he'd see exactly what sort of snap was in store when she grew tired of waiting.

[Apollymi]

Izou managed to sound just as exasperated as Kolin did on a fairly regular basis. He just wanted her to say she liked something next time? "Not like I know if I like it or not. I just said it didn't sound bad... not that it sounded good," she said still rolling her eyes and rocking her hips. Why on earth was this man always so god forsakenly difficult. And moreover why did she feel the need to keep meeting him in instances like these when she knew he'd annoy her just as often as she'd find satisfaction with him? Probably because she was always annoyed with him. Yeah, that sounded about right.

Speaking of annoyances, the man was now claiming that he wanted to know that information so she would know what it felt like to be hanging on waiting for pleasure. "That sounds annoying..." she said as an absolute point of truth. "You don't really have much time..." she commented, though she'd already said she didn't like the idea of this thing. Random men always wanting to be in control of her body wasn't actually that unusual, but Izou could count himself among the lucky few who'd actually managed to get to try it. Whatever the case, after her spoken sentence he had a matter of seconds before those shaking hips gave way to a masterful orgasm.

[Bloodedge]

"Well, I'm telling you... you'll like it," Izou affirmed. Given her track record thus far, there was no question in the ronin's mind that Kolin would take pleasure in being whipped, paddled, or whatever form of striking. It went without saying that she would like being restrained, considering how lazy she was in most bedroom situations.

Oh. Kolin was still moving when she spoke of what an annoyance some orgasm denial would be for her. If she was annoyed, that would only make things better in the long-run. Good. Bad, however, was that mobile ass of hers. She said he didn't have much time to stop her climax even after Izou himself stopped moving, but the problem was Kolin herself. Heaving an exasperated sigh, Izou removed his hand from the woman's throat, moving it to the back of her neck and applying a pressure that would slam her face against the floor. His plan was to hold there, keeping her at distance while leaving himself lodged within her. She didn't bother stopping herself, so he took that upon himself via this method. "I'd have a lot of time if you weren't moving your hips on your own! Who the hell do you think you are here?" he asked. He couldn't go and let this plan be ruined so quickly. If anything, Izou would allow just enough range of movement to keep her going, albeit not enough to let her truly chase that orgasm she obviously wanted. "What happened to not doing shit, huh? Playing the lazy bimbo until it's just about time for you to get off ain't gonna fly here. You cum when I say it's time. Got me?"

[Apollymi]

If Izou was sure she'd like it, Kolin would believe him. None of the faces she'd used to interact with him, had ever been properly disappointed by the man, so he had that much going for himself. Whatever the case, the hand that was once occupying her throat would move to the back her neck after her recent admission and the lack of control of her own hips. What would happen by result of this change Kolin would find herself partially restrained and slammed towards the floor. Actually, that was almost enough to do it for her. For someone who didn't want her finishing of her own accord the force of that movement was almost violent enough to get her there regardless. "Fuck," she said just that word alone. Who did she think she was in this situation? Well herself was the easiest answer to that question. This man was really acting like he didn't understand why she hadn't stopped.

"I said before I do for me. But if you want to be in control that bad, fine, Master. You should probably watch those jerk reactions though, I almost came when you slammed me like that..." the woman said truthfully. That was about all the warning he would ever receive from her. She liked pain that should have been obvious to him by now, slamming her around, randomly taking control of her movements or anything like that could potentially send her over the edge. Izou was working against himself with the goals he had in mind, even if Kolin didn't know exactly what he was planning. It was becoming more and more obvious to her, that there was little he could do to her that couldn't end in orgasm. It also seemed to slip past her memory that she'd given more control to one like Jason but Jason was bordering on abusive to start with so, he took less prodding to get violent. Hell her normal personality was enough to push him over the edge. She imagined acting bratty would just end with a boot to her face.

[Bloodedge]

Well... damn. Izou was learning bit by bit how extreme Kolin was. Her reaction to having her face slammed to the floor was a surprisingly pleasant one. Izou didn't even want to believe it, but she went on to say that she'd almost climaxed from that minor bout of abuse. How strange. There was nothing even remotely sexual about that, so how could that be? This woman was truly demented, and yet... that remained interesting somehow. "You're fucking kidding me," Izou said. He needed a minute to think. His plan was being unraveled by Kolin's demented nature alone. Surely there was some way to deny her release, right?

... Right! She got off on abuse and general rough behavior, so perhaps there was one surefire way to make his plan work out as intended. Izou had the perfect idea! He first had to remove himself from her undercarriage, so he did. All that hair would soon see use. Both hands were used to position Kolin's wrists over her head, and he used her hair as a method of tying those wrists together. There was a bit left afterwards─ that was intentional. He left her holes empty for a short while to let her reset a bit, and while he did, Izou looked up. That tanto of his found itself lodged as deeply as possible into the wall. It was firm enough to require a great amount of force before being pulled, and well... that was where Izou would tie up that remaining hair after pulling her up by it. "Here. Have a sample," he said, ensuring she was tied up while facing away from the wall. As far as improv went, he was somewhat satisfied with this.

Now was time to truly set the stage. Izou's face reeked of deviousness as he eyed Kolin up and down. He looked as if he could ravage and devour the woman at any given moment. It was only fitting that his words suit his visage, no? "High time you got fucked silly, isn't it? Ya' know, until you flood your own bathroom in cum and can't even close your mouth anymore? How's that one sound?"

[Apollymi]

"I am not kidding," she said with finality. Izou was actually learning how deranged someone like Kolin was. Well, it was more truth that he was learning the depths of Mai Valentine's depravity. Of course, this was what those in this elite group learned. And something she'd only learned about herself somewhat recently. She'd been so bitchy with so many bendable men at her control, she'd never had one react the way Jason did to her in the first place. Given this, she was currently experiencing a whole new kind of exploration, and her existing lazy ways weren't going to be changed just because she learned she liked abuse and threats. She would only go on to goad people into doing such things to her, or completely restricting them to use as a hard cock only.

Ah, but someone like Izou was given a bit more freedom than that. And right now he would be experimenting. Soon he'd removed himself from her person and picked her up using her own wet locks to tie her wrists up, he put her up on the wall using the remaining bit of her hair and a knife in the wall. She supposed that meant he wouldn't be holding it against her throat at any point in time in the near future, that was fine though. This whole position was rather strange though. Apparently this was a sample of what he meant when speaking of whips and chains. She wasn't sure if she liked this position but she supposed if it was anything of importance she would find out soon enough.

A devious look was on the face of the ronin. She wasn't sure how she felt about that either. She didn't like the idea of being preyed upon, but she wasn't adverse to the kinds of games the lad before her played. After all, he'd licked blood off her neck and managed to almost intimidate her into orgasm. Perhaps she should be giving him a bit more leeway and a bit less bitchy than he was currently receiving. His words had a great deal of appeal, and she'd state with clarity what she saw of that... "Sounds like fun, if you can manage it..." ah there was a brief pause there probably just for her to remember she was supposed to be addressing him a specific way. "Master."

[Bloodedge]

Master. Above all else, Kolin remembered the deal. He'd have her remember that in future as well; Izou rather fancied the idea of being a casual, friendly acquaintance to the woman in public, and something akin to her owner when they were alone in situations like this. He didn't have the benefit of... whatever the Argonaut Jason had against Dis' queen. This would have to suffice, but he knew to create any sort of continuity in this behavior, he had to try and break her properly.

The idea of being plowed until she went dumb was allegedly something that sounded fun to Kolin. Good. However, Izou didn't plan on making it very fun initially. She was going to suffer until she caved absolutely, though the end result was likely to be exactly what he teased her with. Now, the time had come to find his cock's long-term resting place once again. Izou stepped up to the woman pinned against her own bathroom's wall, and he grabbed her by each leg. Both of her legs would be lifted, and he'd hold her just high enough that she could continue feeling the restraint's tug against her hair. Ah, not too much, not too little. Izou thrusted his way into her snatch once he had her spread eagle against the wall... albeit not in the way she would have expected, wanted, even demanded. His insertion was slower than even he preferred, taking on a speed more tantamount to love-making. That didn't change the deviance on his face as he stared through Kolin's very soul. He'd continue this act of sex, while being relatively certain a woman like her would never cross the threshold of orgasm from something so very... vanilla.

[Apollymi]

Alright, now was the time for her torture to begin. She'd been as good as she could be, there was no cause for any undue treatment by her own approximation. And soon enough she was gently lifted with her legs spread wide. This seemed to be the exact sort of thing she would have enjoyed. Ah, but there was still that devious look on his face as he approached. His line up was great, he could have shoved it straight into her soul and she would have felt nothing but burning desire. But no...

Slow. It wasn't even painful it was just slow. How was this actually torture. The least he could do was go a bit faster, push against her legs a bit harder... hell at this point she'd take dangling a bit more. There was abject confusion crossing this woman's face and eyes in this moment. She didn't want to be romanced, she didn't even really understand it as a concept. Who purposefully had sex this slow. This is why she normally mounted people and chose her own pace, letting someone do something like this to her, felt like blasphemy. "Ugh, people like you are why I usually mount the men I bed..." she scoffed. Her displeasure at this was obvious. But her body wasn't exactly unaccepting of the motions. It wasn't that this was traumatizing, it was just that it would never be enough to get her to the finish. It was literally the only way possible to hold her orgasm at bay and that was... an annoying things to have in the hands of someone as devious as Izou. Slow love-making sex was a tool of the weak to use on weaker women. Women they wanted to take advantage of and hide themselves from. They wanted to do all this dumb shit, staring people in the eyes, making sure they were careful not going to slow. This seemed like the sort of over idealized thing that teens think should be happening when they had sex. But, Kolin wasn't a teen, and even her base self Mai hadn't been one in a long time. She was a woman, she didn't need someone taking these soft steps with her, she wanted to be ravaged.

[Bloodedge]

Kolin could, and would be ravaged just as she desired. It wouldn't happen just yet, though. In fact, there was a very real chance that it wouldn't happen for a long time yet. That, however, depended entirely upon Kolin and how long she took to reach that anticipated boiling point. Her reaching said point would lead to them having a wonderful time. Not just yet, sadly. Now was the time of slow penetration, much to the queen's dismay. Everyone who understood her ways, understood this as the reason she chose to straddle the men she actually slept with. "You're in luck then, yeah? Like I said, you get to ride me once I'm done in here. That'll happen some time after you're done, so you might wanna hurry up and start cummin'~" he teased. It was blatantly obvious that she wouldn't be getting anywhere with this pace; that was precisely the point.

Ah, but Kolin probably wasn't going to fully get the point, was she? If he wanted to drive it home, he had to be far clearer than he was being. In the midst of those painfully slow thrusts, he chose to do just that. "You can't though, can you? You can't ever really get off in this city without either doing the work yourself, or having me do it. Be honest with yourself, and you'll get the point─ and a lot more." Based on Izou's own information, he hadn't spoken a single lie. Everything he learned gave him much reason to believe the only one he didn't fully hold a candle to, was that sand pirate Kolin had some strange connection with. Keeping that in mind, there was no reason he shouldn't be able to break her. Where else would she find extensive, on-demand pleasure within the walls of Dis? Nowhere, he thought. All reason in his head dictated that she should simply give in, and accept that she should be on her knees and ready to receive him whenever her loins were burning.

[Apollymi]

Izou seemed to be taking some kind of pleasure from doing this to her. And she was hating it, why? Because this could never be a thing that got her to orgasm. But here he was just the same, claiming she could and would get what she wanted as soon as she started reaching climax. Lies, she couldn't do anything like that given the current circumstance. So obviously, this was some sort of power play. He wanted something from her and she had no idea what it was, but he was willing to torture her in what she would consider the most annoying way possible to get it. The blonde's haughty attitude was visible all over her face. "This isn't luck," she claimed easily.

But maybe it was, lucky for her. Apparently Izou didn't think she'd come to the right conclusion on her own and decided to keep talking. He made the claim that she couldn't get off in this city without him doing the work or her doing the work herself. This was pretty much true. No one else would treat her with the necessary roughness that she required to reach orgasm. So, she was to be honest with herself in a moment like this. Huh, of the types of men who managed to bed her properly were few and far between. Right now that number included only, Jason and Izou. Jason had said something similar but unlike Izou he had the means of forcing her to say the truth. 'This is why I hate men,' she thought with a roll of her eyes.

In the meantime, Izou was committing to slow stroking her at a speed and gentleness he knew wouldn't make her achieve orgasm. Men were all the same. Here he was again, trying to force a thing he shouldn't. Izou should have just accepted his place, and did what he knew he should not asking for more. Icarus tried something similar and fell into the ocean. Hm, what a strange memory she was having. Izou wasn't even her type and still he wanted this undue control over her, yes it was just her body, but it was hers. He had no right to aim this high, he should have taken just what he was given, he already was getting extra, why couldn't he appreciate it? At this rate she'd probably end up having him killed. Ugh, that would involve so much trouble though, why was he like this, people like him shouldn't reach and here he was, reaching. She wasn't something someone who didn't suit all her needs should ever be trying to control. She didn't like the idea of being under anyone's thumb but here he was, the second such person to exist. She didn't want him, he was just a layover so why was he trying to be like this? While she went through her options she was ever so quiet. He'd chosen badly, the most demented of Mai's faces and he was crossing a line. He claimed he didn't care about potential violence coming his way, but he really had no idea how long she could hold a grudge. Maybe she'd accept it for now, but the moment it became an annoyance. The moment it made her feel bad about herself, he'd be on the chopping block, same as every other man who existed.

[Bloodedge]

Lies. Kolin claimed this wasn't a stroke of luck for her. She was more than welcome to offer any amount of proof to the contrary of Izou's proclamation. Alas, he doubted she had anything of substance to offer. This woman had a habit of disagreeing for no reason other than wanting to do so. Not a thing she could say would be sufficient enough to convince Izou of any wrongness, and in fact, her offering nothing but disagreement proved his point right away. "Don't even think you can lie to me," Izou said sharply.

He couldn't just keep slow-stroking her until she broke; that would never do the trick. Izou thought there had to be some incentive, some promise of an orgasm that he wouldn't allow in the end. Besides, he wasn't exactly into this either; it was almost necessary to make sure he remained hard every now and then. While Kolin sat in silence, Izou's decision was made. The ronin picked up his pace, thrusting to slam the end of her canal without warning. All the while, his grip tightened until his fingers were digging into those meaty thighs. How long would this go on? Just long enough, he figured. He'd be incredibly conscious of any reactions Kolin had, even being careful to avoid any trickery performed by her eyes, mouth and attitude. Yes, that whorish cunt of hers would always tell the truth. If nothing else, that would tell him precisely when to slow his pace and keep Kolin hanging at the edge. Or, perhaps he'd be given another sign instead. Either way, he would take up this occasional rough pace just to remind Kolin what she was essentially denying herself.

[Apollymi]

Izou had the complete wrong idea. This was a bad stroke of luck for her, because he managed to push all her crazy buttons while not being her ideal type. Given that information, her own psyche wouldn't accept him completely. He could have just remained a casual associate of hers, doing the occasional interesting thing to her body that she allowed and they could have been relatively happy in each others presence. Now... she had to plot against him find someone capable of killing him or use him until they reached a level where someone could easily kill him. All of this because if she caved to him, he'd have too much sway over her and she... wouldn't be able to deal with knowing she caved to some random dude. Yes, they were people with like minded goals, and yes they occasionally had sex, but something about the idea of their relationship being anything more than platonically parasitic was annoying. And handing over herself in anyway changed the terms of their engagement. "I'm not lying..." she said with those sharp eyes of hers cut in his direction.

Still, there was a rather sudden movement. A stroke which reached the end of her so swiftly and so unexpectedly that it changed everything. Her entire face softened and her nether clenched hard at the actual sensation of it. If he kept that up at any real frequency she could actually get off, and maybe stop considering methods by which to have him killed. But he likely wouldn't do that. He'd eventually slow again probably to try and coax out of her whatever form of demand he had to be acknowledged in the way he wanted. She gritted her teeth together annoyed now more than ever. Why wasn't it enough for him that she'd let him fuck her roughly, what extra dumb shit did he want besides that? "So what do you want? I'd already let you fuck me how you want, but obviously that isn't enough for you..." Yes, she was mad. But even if she nor anyone else currently in her employ could kill him, she could probably offer his head to Gilgamesh after having him kill Artoria. Actually, that sounded like a plan. And in the meantime she'd enjoy letting him fuck her the way she wanted to be fucked, knowing she kill him eventually.

[Bloodedge]

"Urusai. You just don't know yet, but you'll get it," said the man. In due time, he would see his plan to fruition. Kolin would snap one way or another, and while one envisioned path was the ideal situation, the other wasn't something negative to him either. He could accept Kolin as something of a pet during their more private hours, or he could welcome all combatants she sent his way with open arms and a sharp blade. No matter which thing happened... Izou was going to be doing a lot of fucking. Kolin's job just happened to be snapping in the right direction, to make that fucking a more literal thing than the metaphorical sense applied to those who met Izou on the battlefield.

Upon slowing down again, a few choice words were offered to the swordsman. What did he want? That question wasn't up to par. He was having what he wanted regardless, even if he wound up in the proverbial doghouse by the end of this night. "What I want, is for you to get the point. See, I heard about how you can get, and I want a nice thick piece of that. So... I'm gonna make you cave and agree to be my plaything whenever all the lapdogs move to another room," he summarized. As things always were, Izou didn't care one tiny bit how Kolin wished to appear before the masses. Those were times he preferred taking a backseat anyway, so that was all fine. However, he was growing evermore tired of dealing with her resistance while they were alone; it was an endless tedium that he didn't need added to his day. "So, here's the deal. You're gonna cave to this, and agree. If not, I'll just rape you whenever you're getting on my nerves. If you agree, though─ well, I'm probably gonna rape you regardless, but it'll be the kind of fun you know I give better than anybody else in this city, and you might actually be allowed to get off from it."

[Apollymi]

Kolin was lucky and lying and just doesn't know it yet? Not likely. Kolin had dumb moments but she wasn't actually stupid. She knew this lad was reaching for more than she'd ever properly offer him, but the depth of that reach was something that hadn't become obvious yet. Once it became clear whether she gave in initially or not, she would definitely immediately begin looking for methods through which to kill the man. Why, because she hated when men being the dogs that they were, didn't stay in the place they so obviously belonged. There were rare exceptions that found themselves capable of having ambitions that concerned her and were allowed to reach for what they wanted from her. Izou while being good for a regular individual wasn't supposed to aim for more. And he would learn that lesson eventually.

On to what he actually wanted. The wandering ronin known as Izou wanted her as his plaything when the others weren't around. He wanted her this way, because he'd heard about what happened with Jason and felt entitled to similar behavior from her when they were alone. So he wasn't trying to out her for the kind of person she was, but here he was trying to exploit it for himself. And this is why men were garbage. He claimed to be unlike the others, but here he was, taking something she wasn't inclined to give him. And while he wasn't begging for it he was admitting to being just as bad as everyone else if he didn't get this thing he claimed he wanted, from her of all people. This is how men got discarded at her earliest convenience. That was sort of an annoying realization, because Izou was quite right, she knew he could offer her a good time and he was the least annoying of the men to have a random conversation with at any given time. Too bad he couldn't just accept that for what it was. Now she really had to make sure he died as horridly as she could think of, because he was making her do all this extra work to cull him, when he could have just stayed in the situation he'd placed himself into, and she was supposed to be the stupid one.

Given how slowly he was pacing himself between his rough streaks she had more than enough time to think and make a valid set of decisions. He was going to die the moment she had an upgrade that suited her needs. Until then she didn't mind letting him have his way with her. She disagreed in general with being his plaything but since he was a dead man walking allowing him to have a wish or two granted was magnanimous of her, right? "So I agree to be your plaything as you put it, and you fuck me like you're supposed to and shut up about it?" she sald aloud. 'And I get to spend extra time thinking up methods to kill you, after having you kill that flat-chested bitch that is standing between me and my goals...' she thought while rolling her eyes.

This situation itself was salvageable but that didn't mean she'd like actually debasing herself for someone who didn't suit her needs. But didn't that just make Izou another stepping stone for her? And beyond that, there was the problem which made this an actual problem for her... Jason. His actions made Izou believe he could get away with this, and he wasn't here to keep such riffraff away from her, making it his fault she was stuck agreeing to this situation. It wouldn't be so annoying if he was here to take care of her, obviously her needs would be met if he hadn't just gone back out to the desert to have sex with a stupid witch lesbian. Now she was actually mad all over again, "Fine."

[Bloodedge]

Kolin's reaction was... strange. Her mind seemed to be working again, and that was never good for most individuals crossing her path. Luckily for Izou, he wasn't most individuals. He was far too used to plots of espionage, conniving and general approaches lacking in morality, he wasn't going to simply fall into her passive-aggressive ways. One would think Kolin herself had learned how to put up a better front than that. First, there was her question to address. "You'll become my plaything, and I'll get you off the way you need to get off. Maybe I'll even shut up about it every now and then," he said. Kolin was back to thinking then. Whatever her train of thought was, the negativity of it was painted on her face. Hell, it was even put on full display in that annoyed rolling of the eyes prior to a very upset 'fine' given as the ultimate response.

Therein lied the problem. She really thought he was going to take her at her word, and believe she'd given in properly? He never would with that attitude, apart from the fact that this wasn't the solution he sought at all. "Yare yare. I said you were gonna give in, not give up," he said with a sudden, additional thrust to the limit of her canal. More words would follow while a blood-red gleam crossed Izou's eyes. Ah, there was that murderous drive again. At this point, it almost emerged as a direct response to Kolin's own murderous intent. His, however, was never a long-term plot. "You're one of the last people I want to kill, and you're making me feel like I'll have to. You're not really gonna make me do that, are you?" he asked. There were thousands of ways for him to take her life, and few reasons he would take it upon himself to do so. Numbers were in her favor, so why would she choose to stupidly select the limited number of bad options? "Think it through more. You don't wanna go making enemies out of the guy who chose to stick around because he figured it would be a fun ride. He's the only guy who won't turn on you unless you give him a reason to. Oh, and... if you're gonna show a thirst for blood, don't show it to a guy who can smell it from a mile away."

[Apollymi]

Izou's response to her question was one which annoyed her again, but in a different way. He was always one of the more mouthy individuals she came across, but whether or not she liked it at the time was totally dependent on her moods. Somedays, it was absolutely fine, some days, she had to remind herself she liked having him around. Today was one of those days which caused her a long term struggle. She liked having access to the kind of dick that could get her off, she did not like the idea of him backing her into a corner over the way she chose to behave while getting it. The strange thing about this was, she knew that any of her other faces might have been a bit more agreeable to his point, but not this one. This one was a bit too... self-reliant to fall to anything that didn't help her with her goals, and his current proposition was an annoyance and made him seem like he was in her way.

He wanted her to give in not give up? Well, that was an argument of words and she didn't like those. What would have been another scoff came out instead as a moan because of a thrust that reached her depths, while at the same time he looked at her as if he'd kill her. Ah, but apparently her murderous intents were seen through, that was always the case with this face, she'd taken care of it for the next one. "I'm not forcing you to do anything, you're the one trying to force me to give something I didn't offer you." That was the plain and simple fact of this exchange as Kolin saw it. There were a few ways they could have approached this upgrade to their shared sexual activities and his chosen method pissed her off. And being the sort of person she was, this meant that her mind jumped straight to death potentials. Extreme yes. But also true.

Ah but here he came with his great logic. He followed her of his own accord. He acted the same way, he wasn't her enemy and she shouldn't make him that. But he was the one setting himself up as a target by trying to make demands of a tyrant. "For someone who claims he was just along for the ride you're definitely trying to change course. Any aggression you get over your method is on you..." she said this as truthfully as possible. She'd always been reasonably honest with Izou and though she was annoyed and considering the different methods through which she could kill him. It would definitely be more of an annoyance to get rid of him at this stage than it would to keep him. "I also know this face is a bit too honest, but you're the one who said I could keep the attitude..." She was mad, yes. She didn't want Izou long term. Also true, she didn't really want to kill him, he was the least boring man she could constantly access. Still this was a battle of wills and though she was the type of bottom who wanted to be abused and treated roughly she wouldn't allow just anyone to treat her that way, only those she truly wanted. Izou was fine but he wasn't that, so he should have tempered his expectations better. Yes, she was putting all of the blame on him even in her own mind, but that was simply how she operated. If he wanted to deal with her as he had been this entire time, he should have been ready for it.

[Bloodedge]

She didn't force him to do anything. It was Izou who attempted to force her to do something─ something she didn't offer. While both of these things were true, both of them was also false. Kolin refrained from rejecting his demands in the throne room. If anyone here had broken an arrangement, it was she who did so. "H'oh? So you did lose your head," he stated as he raised her legs higher. He wouldn't stop until Kolin's legs formed a right angle with its meeting point downward, fully baring her undercarriage for maximum penetration potential and tightness within. "I'm on extra pay today, remember? I'd be fucking you ragged no matter what, just 'cause it's what you want anyway. So... where's my extra pay?"

Everything came in steps. The most important step leading into this scenario, was the moment Kolin decided he needed to kill someone against his normal code of killing only those he first struck down. Only partially buried within her conniving snatch, Izou loosened his grip just enough to let gravity slowly lower Kolin onto his length, while also adding a proper tight tug against her hair. "Don't go getting me wrong. This ain't a change of course; this is another step forward. You got a problem with my methods? That's not my problem."

This face was too honest, Kolin said. Obviously. She could keep the attitude, but at a certain point, she was only lying to herself. Izou had every reason to believe his demands, when met, would be in her interest as well. Their mutually beneficial relationship was always in such a way. As such, as the queen's hair was pulled and her crotch was filled, Izou offered what would likely be his final clause when taking this approach. "You could win. It'd be so easy. All ya' gotta do is be a good girl, and you'll be set for a whole bunch of good times in this here city. The dumbest thing you could do would be letting us get on each other's bad side, 'cause there isn't a loss for me no matter how this goes. Try and kill me, try and have me killed. I'd take out all of your boys and half the dumb bitches in this country, and I'd die happy."

[Apollymi]

Another claim was being made. This time Izou claimed she'd lost her head. She had done no such thing. He was right in a certain way, that he would be having sex with her to an extreme. Of course, she did want that, so it would be enjoyable to her. Mai as a person wasn't dumb, she wouldn't have agreed to any arrangement that didn't always suit her. But here he was claiming that since he wasn't doing that anyway, it didn't count as his extra pay. As he made his point, he'd lifted her legs to an extreme. He partially buried himself into her and then allowed her legs to lower.

"Ugh..." he really didn't get it. "Extra pay, all holes on offer, letting you go at a pacing and roughness which you obviously can't always get and well me. That should be more than enough to count. What about this doesn't cover it?" she asked as she moaned at having her hair pulled. In the case of Kolin, he wasn't actually saying what he wanted as an extension of his pay. They were here for a good time with each other, and their general time together was fine for them both, he was indeed the one trying to take something. "A step forward for what? What do you think will change here? What are you trying to change?" Ah and there it was. There was no evolution in relationships for Kolin and rather for Mai. People were as they were to her. She would allow whatever roughness Izou wanted to give, while giving him an extreme amount of sass.

His final words had her staring at him oddly. He was quite right, it would be bad for the two of them to go to battle. If only because her usual tactics wouldn't work on him. He wasn't attached to anyone, she couldn't make his life hell and he wasn't afraid of dying. This was why it would have been a bit too annoying to have him killed. But it also wasn't really within her nature to give so much to someone who didn't fit the preexisting criteria she had. "Good girl, what does that even fucking mean?" she questioned while groaning. Her body was filled again but she was waiting. This man actually never said what it was he wanted from her, maybe if he told her exactly what he expected she could mentally work around to a method of doing it which wouldn't contradict her personality enough to make her homicidal. "Just say exactly what it is you want already, so we can get to the part where you fuck me like you mean it..."

[Bloodedge]

Once more, Kolin just wasn't getting it. Why? Why was she so ridiculously stupid? Izou couldn't fathom it, but in some twisted way, that was part of her appeal. At times she was easily manipulated, but then... there were times like these. Sometimes, Kolin would fail to understand something, and her deluded mind led her to the most extreme reactions. At least those moments often resulted in him getting to do something. What about the standard didn't cover what he wanted? Simply, everything. "If I'm fucking you, fast and rough is all that gets you off. We just made that obvious. All holes on offer? Your preference. None of that covers shit for what I want, and what I'm not getting every time. What about that is extra?"

She couldn't even grasp what the term 'good girl' meant in this context. Meanwhile, she was obviously gaining arousal and pleasure from being lowered by gravity onto his cock, or perhaps more of it even came from that pull against her scalp. Why couldn't this have gone much easier? Maybe he should have just bound her and found some way to plow her until she gave in passively. Oh well; maybe that could be an approach for later. She needed him to be more specific now, so he would be, whilst jamming his thumb into her mouth and pressing down on her tongue. "I want you to be a good little slut when I'm digging in your cunt. If I'm giving you the dick you're looking for, then you should give a little. Be a pet while I'm giving you all the shit you want from me. That's what a good girl should do, and you're supposed to be the best of 'em, right? That's just fair trade."

[Apollymi]

If one asked Kolin she wouldn't claim to be dumb. She'd claim there was way too much on her mind for her to deal with the minor details of things that didn't matter. Her own lack of understanding and her extreme reactions were deserved for people not explaining themselves in the clearest manner from the outset. Izou was suffering from this sort of thing right at the moment and he wouldn't get it. According to him, all the things she offered were for her and not for him... that was a given. He made the claim that this wasn't extra but he had no idea how much extra he was getting just by being given that amount of control. "Literally all of it is extra," she said, she literally didn't allow other people who bedded her to get away with anything. Yes it all got her off, but her drive for general sex was something not normal. If she wanted sex she'd just accept it from the least annoying person who offered it to her, make them get her off once. And ride them until she was satisfied by the experience. Letting him be in control of any of the things she mentioned was extra he really didn't get it.

Ah but what he did know, he knew well. Like how to make her moan how to give her a bit of dominating behavior that made her nether squeeze and her body react in ways that her own façade would never allow her to do. Alright, while her tongue fought against the thumb pressing down on it, Izou stated what he wanted. Her to act like his pet while he was giving her the kind of fucking she wanted. He claimed she should give a little. A little what? This was taking a lot more thought than she wanted to deal with. If she ignored that part though and it was something he was hung up on, it would come back to be more annoying for her in the future. "I am the best of them. There isn't any need for me to prove that to you or anyone else... the fact that you're here right now is proof enough," she said that and meant it. What about the rest though. "If you want a pet while you're fucking me like I want to be fucked, you should probably be fucking me like I should acknowledge you that way... right, Master?" He told her she could keep her attitude, and giving it this way and still saying what he wanted if that was really all he needed to feel like it was extra then whatever. But he should definitely be giving her much more aggressive use of his dick if he wanted praise or begging. Right now she was still only a slight step away from homicidal.

[Bloodedge]

Of course she was going to believe it was all extra. Kolin's head was so far up her own ass, there was hardly any room for the cocks she wanted to fit in. Ah, but she was probably extreme enough to get off from both being in there, huh? The situation was looking rather bleak. There was a chance, however large or small, that Izou would see neither of his desired outcomes. Kolin's craziness capacity wouldn't ever cooperate. Oh well; the thought of her being somewhat balanced for a moment was fun while it lasted.

The queen was convinced she was the best of them. She didn't have a need to prove that to him or anyone else? What was the point of superiority if one didn't utilize it? "And I'm the best with a blade on this continent. Every now and then, it's important to flex that shit," he said. How strange it was, for Kolin to be so contrary while moaning and softening around the edges from simple gestures. Strangely, it was probably best to play back into the older strategies of dealing with Queen Whore. "You're top bitch and everybody knows it, right? Alright. Show 'em why, give the people another reason to have your name in their mouth. It's simple shit," he added.

Kolin did have a point, at least. Izou previously considered the idea that simply plowing her the way she wanted until she gave in could get the job done. She did always show more complacency when stuffed full of dick, and if nothing else, she was right back to calling him Master. It came out demanding with that bitchy attitude she always flung around, and indeed... Izou was also getting bored of the slow-stroking. "Close enough, girlie." With all those thoughts pushed to the past, Izou steeled himself with firmed, bent knees, and began thrusting beneath her with the force she desired. That thumb of his remained in place against Kolin's tongue, while her body was being launched slightly upward by the force of his hips, only to fall back down his rod and cause another jerk to her hair during his return stroke. If this wasn't about what she wanted, well... it was just the start.

[Apollymi]

According to Izou it was important that Kolin flex her superiority once in a while. She could have argued this point, but maybe one day Izou would realize it on his own. She was a single woman in charge of 5 out of 7 kingdoms on this continent. She had any man she wanted at her beck and call and all the women on the continent in a lesser position than herself. Literally everything she did was her showing off for the masses. "Everything I do is a flex," she stated with the utmost surety. Ah but they were moving on now, as Izou finally caught up to what she was saying and it seemed she was in for a better time.

How could she be sure of this? Because apparently her acknowledgement of Izou was enough for her effort to be called close enough. And then soon after Izou took a stance and began launching her into the air on his cock repeatedly. It was so outstandingly rough that Kolin almost immediately came though her body wasn't ready enough for that to be the case. There was the added sensation of her hair pulling against the the sword she was tied to. She didn't have to move too much, and she was already being treated beyond roughly. This was great, she could almost feel the next bit coming. "Fuck yes♥!~" she chimed happily. Hopefully this was just the start, she wanted more, if he really wanted her as a pet, he should likely pound her into submission. At least then she could appreciate the effort he was putting in.

[Bloodedge]

Izou and Kolin seemed to have very different views on the meaning of a flex. She had her position, her country, her empire even. She had all those louts throwing themselves at her feet and serving (or servicing) her however she pleased. Those were accomplishments, Izou agreed. Alas, a flex was something done in a single moment. A flex was a powerful thing, something small to the individual, and massive to those who bore witness. "Urusai. You don't flex. Flexes are things you do to remind everybody why you're in the position you're in," he explained ever so casually. While Kolin was being even-tempered, he supposed he could match the energy. After all, there was a session to be had.

The queen didn't have to wonder if this was just the start. There was so much more to be done, including their original agreement. First though, this round had to progress. Izou was finally having a decent enough time to even appear satisfied. This wasn't the win he wanted, but it was an alternate path to the same desirable end. So long as it didn't veer off from there, all would be well in the future. He considered the thought of loosing one of her hands, having her do something with it... but no. Instead, there was a bit more for Izou himself to do. What was the point of those giant tits? He never heard of anyone making use of them, so he'd be the one to do so. A slight hunch left the ronin face-to-face with something that... honestly could have had a legitimate face of its own. His lips closed around her nipple. He sucked it only once, licked it once thereafter, and then... he sank his teeth into it. What would that accomplish? One had to wonder. . .

[Apollymi]

Oh, Izou didn't see her behavior as a flex. Well, it was but he was obviously the type of person who didn't understand what it was because he didn't understand her target audience. Mai Valentine spent her time in this world flexing her power over all other individuals and they would eventually come to remember that she was the one in charge here. Her whims should determine everything and the sooner everyone understood that the better off they'd be. "Agree to disagree. My flex is obvious if you're the target of it~" she said. Yes, right at the moment Kolin was being evenly tempered.

There was a reason for that though and it had everything to do with the man below her putting in a reasonable amount of work making her body answer to his aggression. Plunging in and out of her nether he had the right idea, but then he did something rather strange. Kolin and by association the face behind her Mai Valentine, had been groped a lot. People often found themselves palming her massive tits, but up to this point, no one had ever bothered with the mount of attention that Izou paid to that one nipple. The suction applied to it made her moan, the flicker of it with a tongue made her inhale sharply but that bite delivered right to it, made her walls close in on the lad. That was definitely something that caused a mass of sensation. Similar to just having her nipples pulled the rougher the treatment the better her response. Only grace kept her from reaching climax, she should probably warn him of the possibiity if he wasn't already aware. "You're playing a dangerous game Master, unless of course you've given up on keeping me from cumming~" Alright, maybe pet play with a non-blonde wasn't exactly her strong suit, but she was giving it a reasonable try.

[Bloodedge]

How oddly not temperamental of Kolin. Agree to disagree was not a concept most believed she had in her, yet those words were spoken clearly. Whatever the case, if he thought her actions were flexes for whatever reason, he didn't really care to question the method. After all, she didn't exactly have a way of flexing on him, so it didn't matter in Izou's opinion. "Hai hai~" he chirped nonchalantly. It didn't need saying how strange it was, that they were right back to casual discussion. Whatever; Kolin tended to be all over the damn place anyway. As long as he could get his entertainment, Izou didn't care.

The woman reacted to simple acts of nipple play as if it was a completely unfamiliar experience. That was strange. Though Izou never heard of anyone paying more than visual attention to those things, it was ridiculous to think no one made use of them in bedroom scenarios. Well, he should make use of that, shouldn't he? A bit of extra impact there would only further his existing goal of breaking the woman down a bit more. She claimed he was playing a dangerous game, assuming he hadn't given up on that decision of orgasm denial. Had he given up? Not quite, actually. Izou was trying the polar opposite approach to the same end. In this case, he would slow the pace just briefly enough to hang her at the edge before working his way back up to full force and speed. He figured this would be decent opposition to the previous strategy of occasional roughness; Kolin needed to truly get a grasp of what he was presenting, and then... the pair of them would find out how badly she craved release as a result. Prior to reapplying that force she'd come to know most recently, Izou released the queen's nipple from betwixt his teeth, just to speak. "Why would I give up? Maybe I just wanna watch you fucking explode. You'll probably have a really good expression when you do~♪"

[Apollymi]

Ah gentle agreement. Everything was much better for everyone involved when men knew when not to argue. They could go back to cordial conversation while he wrecked her insides now. And yes, all other things which annoyed her were presently being forgotten because she was now being sated in a way she needed to be. Of course, there was a pretty valid explanation for that as well... if one believed the male demon she summoned about her nature and connection to the Void. When her Lusts were being satisfied she had an easier time keeping her cool.

Even now, he was showing her something new. That was a bit surprising. She didn't know how she would feel about such a thing, but the pain of teeth being applied to one of her nipples sent nothing but pleasure straight to her core. There was a distinct problem though, and that was that though he'd reached the proper roughness, he was occasionally slowing down. That was a strange bit of problem because just when Kolin felt she could explode from the pressure, suddenly it was a lot less pressing. How very strange. "Ugh... you are kind of insufferable, Master." The woman said with an eye roll to accompany it. She was in a strange position, she wanted release as many as she could get, but she was kind of enticed by the idea that she'd get one that she wouldn't have to force herself. It put her into the position of being a strange amount of pliable.

[Bloodedge]

Insufferable? Izou had yet to be such a thing yet, at least by his own design. The plan was to become properly insufferable. Kolin needed to lose track of multiple orgasms under the current technique, or it wouldn't work at all. How long would it take before she was desperate for sweet relief? Time would tell, perhaps. At least Izou was managing to provide the satisfaction required for Kolin to have a balanced personality for once. Now that he thought about it, she'd always been like this. Hardly was there ever a properly cross word from the woman when she was en route to climax.

As for his current insufferable nature, as Kolin claimed, there was always a method to madness. "That's the point. Whenever you're finally allowed to get off, it's gonna be huge; trust me~" he said, though he didn't intend to randomly select a time to allow her orgasm. The number of skips was not at all predetermined; it fully depended on Kolin herself. What would happen, he wondered. Would she start making demands as one would normally expect of her, or would he succeed in tempering her and hearing something more pleasing to the ear as a result? Considering her willingness to address him as master already, Izou held onto hope for the latter... but again, time would tell.

[Apollymi]

Apparently Izou was doing just enough for Kolin. Enough that she wasn't being completely and utterly cross even though she knew he was planning on doing something she wouldn't at all agree to under normal circumstances. Each set of movements seemed to bring her pretty close to her breaking point, only to have him back off at the last possible moment resetting the entire situation. A scoff would escape the woman but she was being treated the way she liked so, maybe she was just allowing herself to be a bit more forgiving than normal.

Izou's logic in denying her was something strange. According to the man, if she was denied release a certain amount, whenever she actually had one it would be something big. He also claimed that she should just trust him about it. And while she appreciated his opinions at random, she really couldn't see the point of allowing her body to be pushed to the brink multiple times while not actually achieving the goal in mind for sex. If the worse happened, she supposed it would always be possible to simply murder the man for lying to her and obviously thinking himself able to hold something over her. Yeah, that was probably pretty comforting as a thought. "Alright, but... I'm not exactly a patient person or anything..." she said. Still she wouldn't ever really deny the pull of pleasure nor the feeling she was being given. This sort of sex was especially fun for Kolin who didn't have to do anything but enjoy it. This was a prime bit of excitement. "You know I wouldn't have anything cross to say if you actually let me cum, Master~" How long would she aim for nice? The world only knew... actually over time she was more likely to become more nice.

[Bloodedge]

It was always interesting to see this woman trying to be hard on the surface, while being so very soft around the edges. One might wonder how long she could keep it up while being perpetually held at the brink of ecstasy. When she caved, it would be glorious for Izou. When she finally came, it would be magnificent for Kolin. Everybody won, now that Izou had victory in sight. He could liken it yet again to the battlefields of Sengoku; satisfying a stronger opponent always earned a warrior the most thrilling and honorable death by their hands. All one had to do was understand their opponent's ability to believe this possible, and Izou was currently forcing an understanding of his ability into Kolin... in the most literal sense.

Every now and again, he gnawed at one of the woman's nipples. Izou was careful to space these actions properly around the time of his slower thrusts, as if using the action only to begin bringing her back up before she was viciously bounced atop his cock once more. She was impatient; everyone in the world knew that. She wouldn't have anything cross to say if he let her finally reach that orgasm? Of course she wouldn't. As long as Queen Kolin was getting her way, she was always a happy little camper. Izou wasn't going for happy, though. She could get happiness from anyone with a decent enough tool who wasn't too afraid to give the rough treatment she thirsted for. He wanted much more than that. Happy was just one thing meant to be accompanied by a numbness throughout the body, a constant shake that just wouldn't go away, a broken expression on the face, and a few choice words that would hit his ear perfectly. He wasn't here to try laying claim to this woman the way those other sods were; he was here simply to embed himself in her mind, and in her every hole. He was here to ensure she didn't become stale in the future, giving him reason to stick around even when everything inevitably went to shit.

[Apollymi]

Whatever battle Izou thought he was having, Kolin wasn't an active participant. Most of her being here right now, was happening solely because she was able to relax and not do anything extra. Everything was happening as it always should have been. A man doing all the work while she got to experience only the fun parts of the endeavor. Actually, what was fun about this?

Every time she came close to finishing, the pace rather suddenly changed. It would soften up to the point that she couldn't actually appreciate it. But there was the weird obsession with biting her nipples which she enjoyed the feeling of, likely because of the painful stimuli. Ah, but then rather suddenly he would start back up again. Vigorous and shaking reaching the depths of her canal with enough fervor to make up for the slowness of before. Surely, he couldn't like all this pace changing for himself. Maybe... she could talk him into letting go... yeah, that seemed like a reasonable idea right? She had no idea how this not just sexual bedroom situation was supposed to work out, but she was pretty certain it wouldn't be okay for them to take too long to get to the end. Compliments and the like worked normally. "Aaah!~" A gentle moan left her mouth while he was in one of lulling sets of movements just as he sank down on one of her nipples. "This has to be pretty hard on you right, Master? No need to hold out on my account~" Yes, we'd moved on to the stage of acceptance known as bargaining. She'd already been through two before this, the original denial and the anger that had her wanting he man dead. Ah, so bargaining was her trying to get what she wanted by appealing to his better judgement... all the while she was just at the cusp. What did she have to say to get him to do the way she actually wanted to be done all the time?

[Bloodedge]

Much to Izou's surprise, Kolin was progressing much more quickly than anticipated. She'd already reached a point of trying to appeal to him. Would there be much point to that at all, though? Desperation was setting in. She was pleading, but not in any way that Izou would give in to. This was yet another thing he'd seen numerous times, not long before their untimely demise. She was at least right; it was quite hard on him. It was absolute torture, yet he knew the benefits of it. There was no 'better judgement' in Izou to exploit; this was the best judgement that would be offered.

She didn't know what needed to be said for her desired result. That was fine; there wasn't a specific sentence or phrase Izou needed to hear. Many things would work, but there was one requirement to any of said things being effective. A mood was required. Izou was keen to see what that mood brought with it, but it seemed they weren't very far from witnessing it together. Kolin was going to become very interesting, for better or worse. Now then, regarding her question and offer... he had nothing to say. He uncaringly looked the woman directly in the eye, responding to her yet again rising arousal by slowing his pace once more. She wasn't going to simply convince him to let her reach orgasm; it was going to be allowed only after a certain state was reached. All Kolin had to do was reach that state. . .

[Apollymi]

Kolin was indeed working her way through the various stages necessary to get to the point of generally accepting what it was Izou had to offer. Of course, one could never just tell her anything was for her own good. She had a surprising mix of contradictory things going on in her own mind. She wanted to live a luxurious and lazy life, but she also wanted to command respect from everyone just for existing. She wanted everyone to do everything for her, but had nothing to offer of herself other than her existence. With all this in mind, the pointed look from Izou and the slowing of his work below her waist only told her one thing... she wasn't going to be getting what she wanted.

Why was he doing this to her? She'd done nothing but allowed him to have a little more than everyone else and this was how he repaid her kindness. An exasperated sigh escaped her, as she turned her eyes away from him. She couldn't help but voice her discontent. "Ugh... why are you like this? I've done nothing to you... you could just do what I want..." she was practically pouting at this point. There was a deep seated sadness that set in knowing he wouldn't just take the easy way out. So what was she supposed to do to get what she wanted out of this situation? She really didn't know but all these changes happening and holding her at the edge of happiness were making her crazy and annoyed and sad.

[Bloodedge]

Another stage was reached. Izou's work would continue uninterrupted─ not like Kolin could do anything to stop him anyway. The best she could have done was kick and bitch her way into stopping his efforts, but that would have made her lack of satisfaction a certainty instead of a chance. Well, 'chance' wasn't the proper word. That explosive orgasm was guaranteed at this point, even if only to ensure Izou's own release. He could have just done what she wanted, that much was true. Alas, doing what Kolin wanted was exactly what everyone else around her did. Izou would do what he wanted, and as a result, Kolin would be shown a new world. Even now, she perhaps understood the benefits of a little bondage. Strange was the fact that she'd never gone for such a thing before, considering her lack of willingness to put forth her own effort.

"I could just do what you want, but you can get that from any of those other bastards, right? Daddy Izou's here for something more exciting than that~" he chimed. There wasn't much time left, he thought. Kolin was soon to snap; he'd been waiting for that. There was always the question of how she would cave, and what she accepted in the end. Izou thought she would either accept that only his methods could finally get her where she needed to be after all this torture, or she'd accept that he wasn't going to allow her orgasm at all. If one of those assumptions became truth, no matter which one it was, his victory was solidified the moment it happened. The only question was: Would she veer off course, or would he have managed to assume correctly this time?

[Apollymi]

Teetering on agony. That is where Kolin was at various points throughout this entire situation. Spikes of feeling rose and fell, but what did that actually mean? Kolin wasn't the type of person who explored sex for fun. In most cases it was a weapon or an incentive she used against other people. What was actually fun about not getting off and not getting your way? Well, she didn't have to do anything that was a plus, but she also wasn't getting where she wanted to be either. She wanted to finish, it being kept from her was more than a bit annoying almost to the point of it being something that would normally warrant a death. Ah, but she was quite relaxed even though she hadn't gotten there yet, the aggression of the sex was enough to keep her just the right side of soft. But what did Izou have to say about his activities while he alternated between giving her vicisous roughness and giving her this weird soft stroke she would never actually enjoy?

He claimed that he could do whatever she wanted but that would make him just like everyone else. He was apparently here for something exciting. Is that what this was? Was this all some bullshit ploy from him to try and separate himself further from the men in her employ which he did first by not letting himself be properly employed? Did he really call trying to fuck her silly an upgrade? 'Men are such disgusting creatures...' she thought in one of her moments of pure hatred. But... to Izou's credit he was capable of giving her something else, but at present it only mattered if he did it. "Then give me what I need and what's exciting and let me cum, Master~" That was about the best he would get out of her. He still wasn't enough her type to get any more, but maybe that would be enough. If he managed to please her, she'd let him get away with a lot more, but it'd have to be worth it. If it was just like every other instance, she probably wouldn't find it to be at all worth while to invest in, and she'd push this man to his grave at her earliest convenience. But... he knew what he was signing up for dealing with her, he should be happy to have even gotten the chance to bed her while not being her type.

[Bloodedge]

When dealing with Kolin, misunderstandings would always happen at some point or another. This time, said misunderstanding went unspoken, but was there nonetheless. Izou didn't have a desire to specifically stand out from Kolin's followers to be in her good graces; he was far more self-serving than that. The ronin's ultimate goal was, as always, to make things as enjoyable for himself as possible. Kolin merely happened to be the key component of this plan. He'd give her what she 'needed' for the sake of getting what he wanted long term. His services were on the line in more ways than the queen could even fathom.

Regardless, Kolin would get her dues. In this case, she was due a climax the likes of which encompassed all Izou had been denying her thus far. She was demanding release again. Would he give it? He could. There was always a chance that doing so right this moment would answer all of his questions, produce the exact result he'd been looking for all along. Would it truly accomplish that, though? He wouldn't be figuring that out just yet, but... very soon. "I should, huh? You've been acting real nice, so I should let you. Then you'll get why it's better to go at it Izou's way, huh?" With all that said, Izou would soon be prime to... well, reject her once more─

[Apollymi]

Even though this unspoken misunderstanding was happening, even if they'd had the conversation properly Kolin wouldn't have changed her mind about what Izou's actions meant. He could have claimed any random righteous or unrighteous reason for his actions. He could have claimed selfishness or whatever, but at the end of the day, he was in here doing her. And his was his choice to do so, he'd been in this place forever and still he found himself with her, so obviously she was what he wanted and he couldn't get better. Her life really would be better if all men just threw themselves at her feet to be used the way they obviously wanted to be. But no, ones like Izou wanted to stand out and not be under her, so here she was being denied what she'd come here for... while he kept on whatever little goal he had. It was pathetic.

Ah, but she was still trying to get there. If he wanted something from her he was going to have to be as direct as possible. As it stood his constant denial had nothing in it for her. She was being kept at the edge of happiness, away from release and just the left side of soft. It was becoming more and more difficult for her, but Izou was content to keep holding off. "Fuck all of that. You should, I want to cum... I need to cum and I'm being nice so you should let me, if you really are my Master~" she'd about had it. The whole point of this was that she was supposed to experience something excellent. The only other man she acknowledged as even being good was one who rewarded her supposed good behavior with the treatment she wished for. If Izou wasn't going to do that, than his little request was all for show and he wasn't worth any of the extra attention.

[Bloodedge]

Though it was constantly taking turns, Izou was never without a plan of some sort. He'd been searching for a breaking point these past few moments, but it seemed that was to no avail. Indeed, Kolin appeared to be stagnating instead of veering down either presumed path or any unexpected one. Technically, he supposed that still counted within the realm of unanticipated routes. Here she was, still searching for the deliverance of that promise. While Izou had a great deal of patience, it had only been stretching thinner and thinner since they set foot in this bathroom.

Well, that was all quite annoying. Izou's options were running low now. Was it best to simply give in, maybe add a little twist, and chance his plan working out as intended via this path? In the end, there would hardly be much choice. What was he to do then? He was right back to that same ferocious thrusting, though the twist he decided on was soon to come. He'd be on the lookout for the next sign of Kolin's orgasm. The moment said sign appeared either on her face, in her words, or within her loins, he'd be slapping her across the face while letting his motions continue this time. "I'll take that as a promise. You get off and keep being a good little queen, and I'm master, who'll keep giving you a feeling like this~"

[Apollymi]

Kolin was indeed the type of person who never travelled a straight path, in thought nor in action. The fact that someone else found it hard to get her on the path they wished her to follow was solid evidence of the woman's mind not working in a standard way. How would Izou handle this level of challenge? Obviously this wasn't going the way he wanted or expected, but neither he nor anyone else could know what she found properly appealing. Well, that wasn't true, a couple of others knew, but one of them was dead and the other was practically a vegetable. No one could tell anyone of the woman's lesser known desires, she'd have to do to much to keep control if too many people knew.

Ah, but there was the matter of Izou, without getting the thing he wanted he moved on to a different tactic. It seemed that Kolin would be getting her way here, as the man before her began to give her a much more aggressive, thrusting. Her whole body pulsed and relaxed as he did this, oh... something great was on the cusp of the horizon and she began to tell him as a matter of good faith, "I'm cumming...." she was given pause, a hard slap with full follow through hit her face. Her eyes widened but the sensation of that hit combined with the constant orgasm which had been held at bay washed over her. Her orgasm pulsed within her body causing the whole thing to tense only to gush outward with fluid. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!~ Yes Master!♥~ Whatever you like!~" That was good, if he'd keep giving her poundings like that, she'd definitely accept them. Hell he could force this sort of thing on her and she might like it even more. Why were men always so weird. He could have done this to start with and fucked her just like this and she would have called him whatever he wanted.

[Bloodedge]

At long, long last... the moment arrived. Kolin's orgasm, when finally allowed, was preemptively announced just as others were before being denied. This one would not meet the same fate, however. Kolin seized in a brilliant fashion, and Izou suddenly felt as if he'd taken a waist-deep dip in her fluids. The sound of repeated skin-slapping that was already apparent, became quite the wet noise over the course of several moments, as Izou had yet to cease his movements. This form of loudness was easily the more acceptable side of Kolin's vocal nature.

Though he continued thrusting for a bit longer, Izou eventually utilize the hand that slapped the bitchy queen. He reached up, pulling that tanto from the wall and allowing Kolin to drop onto the floor. Given the current angle, it was assumable that she would land mid-split or something of the sort. "That's the stuff, Hands on now," he said just prior to pressing his rod against Kolin's face as if expecting her mouth to open thereafter. He'd given her just what he promised, and now, it was Izou's turn to get off. "Looks like ya' lost a lot of fluids there. Better rehydrate~" was his final statement. With that, Izou fully intended to thrust his way into Kolin's throat, until such a time as she had something refreshing to drink.

[Apollymi]

Kolin had a great orgasm at the hands of Izou and though she'd finished Izou himself kept pounding into her. Great. Finally someone understood what they should be doing with their lives and their dicks. But soon enough he released her, allowing her to fall to the floor in a split she was surprisingly flexible enough to undertake. Still it was a shock to suddenly be in such a position and her mouth fell open. Strangely, she was complimented only to have Izou aim his rod at her face. How strange, perhaps this new Master didn't maintain the need to impregnate. Whatever the case, there was commentary about her missing fluids and how they would be replaced.

"Of course Master~" she said opening her mouth wider allowing her tongue to move so that he could plough his way all the way to the back of her throat repeatedly. He could do so at his leisure and she'd look up at him with a blush across her face and those eyes of hers ever pointy. Still thee was something strangely soft about her in the moment as every so often she'd swallow massaging the cock burying itself in her throat periodically as if to help it along. She would at the very least, keep up her end of the bargain and do a thing or two Izou claimed he liked because he'd gotten her off in a way she'd not gotten off before.

[Bloodedge]

It worked. That stupid 'by chance' plan chosen in lieu of others, was actually working out. Kolin was red in the face as she took his full length into her mouth and throat, but that flushed expression wasn't all there was to it. As Izou plunged into the depths of her throat, Kolin recalled his earlier instruction to swallow around the invading cock. There was a wicked grin on the male's face due to this; now she was doing something worth all that clout as the queen of whores. "That's it, that's it! That's a great expression on you!" he said while thrusting into her face, doing so with enough force to knock her head against the wall behind her. One could only hope the woman didn't receive a concussion and forget their little arrangement.

Alas, something was missing. When Izou said hands on, he meant it quite literally. There was no surprise in Kolin not getting the point, though; she often didn't. Oh well. She'd know soon enough, as after his balls battered her chin a few dozen times, the moment finally came... and so did Izou himself, right into the bottom of Kolin's throat. This first bout was an accident; he simply didn't make it in time. Still, it was no less plentiful than one would expect of his standard ejaculation, which itself was a little excessive. There was much more to come, however. Izou had denied himself as many times as he'd denied Kolin, and he seemed to have developed a new M-rated skill these past few months. The ronin jerked himself out of her throat, letting his erection hang in front of her face while holding her head still with one hand. "Time to paint! Go on; milk it and play catch!" he said, expecting immediate acquiescence. Whether Kolin aimed his cock at her mouth or face, the sheer quantity he had waiting for the woman would be getting everywhere regardless. In total, Izou wagered he had about... six consecutive bursts just waiting to be let out in quick succession, started whenever Kolin decided to apply her hands.

[Apollymi]

Izou wouldn't know that such things worked because they always would. On Kolin as a current face and on any of those that belonged to Mai. Kolin in particular was the type of individual who had to be forced to do anything of substance, but the true nature of this woman as a being was that she really needed someone else to be in charge of her, though she wouldn't accept just anyone. Izou himself was falling far shy of her general needs in that department but as a hold over until she got exactly what she wanted... he was fine. This much was obvious by the extra light in her eyes while she was being offered praise. She didn't want that going away anytime soon, and as such became ever more pliable in his hands.

Ah, but he hadn't gotten exactly what he'd wanted out of her. Perhaps he'd figure out eventually that if he really wanted something he'd be more than a little blunt about it. Kolin specifically wasn't the type to take any initiative that required her to do extra work, unless of course it was to progress her own goals. So instead he found himself spilling down her throat initially in copious amounts. Kolin had no problem with this and swallowed it up like it was nothing only to have the ronin jerk back with his erection still standing in her face. He wanted her to milk him? Spraying her face and mouth with cum? Well... "If you like Master, but it is such a waste~" she claimed. Still, she'd take hold of his manhood stroking it towards her face with practiced hands as she aimed to give herself a facial and catch what she could within the confines of her mouth.

Izou was lucky. If the woman was any smarter... she'd remember her ability to force this man to do her bidding. She could have made him a complete non-threat by applying magic to the act of swallowing his seed. She could have turned him into a mere shadow of himself with very little extra effort, keeping just enough of him on the surface to make him usable to this purpose. But he was fortunate, she wouldn't bother wasting that much effort on someone she didn't want to keep or rather on someone who didn't truly deserve to keep her.

[Bloodedge]

Apparently, Izou's decision was a wasteful one. What would she have rather seen him do with only the first set of multiple loads? One would wonder, but Izou would not let himself wonder for long. "Ho─ is it? And where would you prefer me putting it, huh?" he questioned, seeing that gleam in the woman's eye and knowing his success couldn't have been more assured in the moment. There went those hands again─ such surprisingly skilled and dexterous extremities from one who seemed so unskilled when it came to sex itself. It took no time at all for Kolin to bring him the rest of the way; he was almost instantly spewing across her face and into her open mouth.

He wasn't nearly done with just that. Izou may have been in the process of baptizing Kolin in his fluids, but this was just the first leg of a long journey. There was yet another form of torture he'd not yet initiated, just the opposite of denial. Ah, but that was just another step for the night at hand. Speaking of steps, there would soon be a change coming that Izou was rather excited for. He'd been getting quite a bit of exercise during this first round, so it was nigh time for something of a break. First though, he had to admire his new canvas after it was painted on. . .

[Apollymi]

Those practiced hands of Kolin's seemed to do the right thing, even as Izou questioned where she would have preferred his packages be delivered. She had assumed that much was obvious, but if it wasn't... she'd make her preferences known. "It's better inside, doesn't matter where..." she explained. Yes, she enjoyed being filled in all manners that could happen, whether she would have previously admitted that or not. What was more, there was the matter of her skill and dexterity, which was actually only a consequence of her being both picky and manipulative. Giving handjobs tended to lull men into believing more would be in the table, and holding them by their most sensitive body part tended to hold them hostage fairly easily. Not to mention the added benefit of finding out ahead of time if they were equipped enough to be worth riding. A well balanced use of a seemingly bland talent.

While this occurred, Kolin soon had her face covered and mouth filled with spunk. It was by far not her favorite use of the fluids, but if it kept Izou treating her as she wished to be, she'd give just a little. Moreover, she still had enough to swallow and enjoy so it wasn't as if she was completely missing out. After this happened she found herself licking her own lips and looking up at the man. What did he intend next? She didn't really care, so long as she continued to have fun she'd await instructions and do only the amount of work necessary to get off and have fun.

[Bloodedge]

Inside, she said, with no preference as to where. To the woman's preference, she would be getting precisely that no matter what. Having her face coated could simply be considered a bonus, in Izou's opinion. That part was solely for him. Sweet satisfaction was the result of this, and it seemed Kolin had no real complaints to throw his way. Was this the taste of success? Currently, Izou felt he could confidently maintain current alliances. All was fine while he could have some guaranteed entertainment in life. The sight of Kolin receiving his load to the face and mouth, then lapping up what was just outside her mouth, was a sign of a decent investment. Good. However...

"H'eh? Don't go licking your lips and not letting your master know how it tastes. Or do you need something to wash that down with?" Izou spoke while taking his shaft in one hand, using the other to grasp Kolin's chin and appraise this show of artistic genius. He'd wait for her answer while doing this, but of course... this was a very lovely sight to see. When the mighty tyrant of a queen came down from her high horse, she only did so in a situation that put her so very low, she was beneath men she would otherwise be stepping all over. Giving proper consideration to current events, Izou chuckled. "You look way better with a load all over your face, y'know? You should keep that on you until we're done."

[Apollymi]

Izou apparently wanted to know how good his jizz tasted. Men were stupid. They were asking to be lied to at every turn they opened their mouths. Jizz didn't taste good... well in this particular case it wasn't bad, but it definitely didn't taste like anything that should be edible. The fact that she didn't dislike it should be enough, but hearing men say things like that annoyed her a bit. It was begging for attention just for existing. Asking for something like that was almost equivalent to asking someone to tell them how large their cocks were. For Kolin cock size was at least easily quantifiable. "It's not bad... I'll take some more, Master!~" Kolin said that was about the best way she could think to cover it after all. She found herself with her mouth open as if waiting to properly receive more, as if the assumption should have been made she was quite serious. What a shame it would be when she finally realized that everything she hated about men in general were things she also hated about herself.

Whatever the case, Izou was soon holding her chin and seeming to examine her face which was covered in his spunk. He went on to say she looked good with a load covering her face, which she didn't at all understand, but if it was a compliment she'd take it without question. "If you enjoy it, I'll keep it for you, Master!~" she said happily. She didn't seem to realize that men enjoyed knocking her down from her status above them, nor did she realize she actually held no real place above most men. It was a strange dichotomy created by the existence of one like Mai Valentine. She held herself to standards above men, while constantly seeking validation from beings she hated and thought of as lesser. The contradictory nature of it all, should have been enough to make ones head explode, but here she was, open mouth, jizz covered face ready to receive more. All the while, still having the attitude that she should be allowed to lord over others with no real life skills or quantifiable good qualities of her own that didn't involve how she looked physically, or the use of her body as an object.

[Bloodedge]

Kolin didn't have a single inch of room to talk. One who had the concern or capacity to think things through, likely would have rationalized her state of mind in the moment─ or at least realized it. Izou was not one such individual. He didn't care how her mind was working until it was directly related to his upcoming activities. In this case, her hypocrisy would go right over the male's head. What did it matter anyway? Regardless of what she thought, her submissive nature could not be overcome. She'd take some more, eh? That wasn't quite what Izou was offering. There was a bit more that she could be drip-fed with, though, so he allowed a bit of leakage to stream down onto her tongue.

Ah, but it wasn't just the drip of spunk he had. There was his original plan as well, so of course, there were two streams of fluids aimed at Kolin's mouth. One happened to be descending from the pursed lips of Izou, hellbent on joining the similar quantity dripping from his tool. "Itadakimasu~♪" he said as both streams fell. With that done, he took a step back and seated himself on the floor. It was time for his turn at doing as little as possible. "Your turn, isn't it? Let's see you at what's supposed to be your best angle."

[Apollymi]

Kolin's hypocrisy would go unnoticed. In exchange for this, there would be another strange moment of a man doing something she didn't really understand. This was the second time a man deigned to spit in her mouth. When it was done before, Jason did so in a way that was obviously a bit malicious. He was getting his way and healing her but mostly just to further abuse her. Her most recent cries to be fed a bit more would have this saliva joined by a certain amount of spunk left over in his manhood. She took that in and swallowed it up as well. All before Izou left the spot directly in front of her.

He went on to sit, calming that it was her turn to show off her best angle. She didn't necessary consider it her best angle at all. She considered it the easiest way to getting what she wanted. She'd never heard of a dude being dissatisfied by such a ride from her but she'd also never really heard a complaint from any dude about her, that didn't have something to do with her being supposedly stupid. "Of course, Master!~" she chimed as she went to take her seat as dictated. She'd plant herself down dropping her self onto his manhood with less care than anyone ever treated herself. Such would see him rammed all the way within herself in the matter of only a few seconds. There wouldn't be a moment of reprieve before she started to shift her own hips in his lap. Rising and falling wiggling a bit. She stirred herself up using him as an object because this was the nature of her as a person.

[Bloodedge]

Interesting. Izou would have normally expected some heavy sass coming from the queen. He'd literally drooled into her mouth, and she didn't seem to care one bit that he did. No, she even swallowed that saliva along with the additional deposit of fluids from his tip. Izou should have counted one more mark of success, but he didn't think it really mattered at this point. She was already agreeing to leaving multiple loads on her face for the night's duration, already requesting additional drinks from his cock, and already agreeing to everything he presented as of late.

Now was such a time of Kolin acquiescing without question. Before Izou even managed to place his back against the floor, he was being straddled and witnessing a very wild ride. How strange. Kolin's movements were what he expected of a lush, or one who'd been effectively broken as someone's actual sex slave. The movements alone almost implied that she was desperately seeking the pleasure of a rod, but it seemed like much more than that. Judging by her demeanor thus far, it was more like she sought a more powerful sensation than most individuals could even tolerate. The descent seemed like one that would be painful to all but the loosest of women, yet Kolin had never been anything resembling loose. Just the same, that rocking and stirring of herself was aggressive enough that Izou could feel heavy friction from something normally more relaxing on the male side. "Oi oi, that's a pretty exciting start ya' got going there! Keep that up if you still want a load inside you!"

[Apollymi]

Kolin had already decided that to get what she needed she would definitely do what this man asked. Though she wasn't about debasing herself for someone who wasn't her choice, she supposed it'd be annoying not to get full use out of someone making themselves so readily available. Besides, when all was said and done and she got everything including a few more murders out of this man... she would leave him in the dust for the one she was actually after. Yeah, that was the general plan. What more would she even bother doing?

Well, it appeared that right just now Izou was pleased and that was good and now she could pursue her own goals. Like... a satisfyingly aggressive ride on the man's cock. That hips shaking uncaring ride of hers would progress, with Izou offering words of praise to go along with her actions. Her ride would only gain more powerful motions of her hips as she continued, but being given permission to do so... she wouldn't tarry at all. "Hai!♥~" Oh there was a slip from that one. Well, that seemed to happen every once in a while when she was doing something much like her old self. She fell into her old habits and old speech patterns without much of a warning. That exact voice, was one she'd used way too often in her previous life. When those who adored her were just numbers and words behind a computer screen. Here and now she could take full advantage of those who claimed to love and adore her. And she would use any of them as she saw fit. Right just now, Izou and his above average cock were going to be worn out for her own amusement. Yes, this hadn't been a thing she started, but now that it was happening she had no intention of stopping herself. So, ride she would, The force of those movements of her hips would have the man rushing towards her womb only to be withdrawn 75 percent before being forced back. The soft cushion of her excessive thighs and ass were probably all that kept this from being painful for most people. Besides all of that there would always be the added extra distraction of big tits bouncing in their faces and her moans leaving her mouth as she pleasured herself using them. This was enough for them right? More than enough of a treat for any random man... yet they had the nerve to demand more when she gave this of her own accord.

[Bloodedge]

Izou was not hearing this tone and cadence from the woman for the very first time. Long ago, he heard it from the mouth of her original form, spoken during some livestreams and the like. What was Izou to think when hearing her revert to that persona, even briefly? Well... he'd make nothing of it, of course. While it was an interesting thing to hear, it wasn't his concern at present. Izou was here for a lay─ the type that would give him reason to keep himself on offer in this deadbeat shithole country during the uprisings he could almost taste coming in the future. Currently, it seemed to be working out marvelously.

Kolin bounced about in his lap with all the vigor of a grown man initiating a violent rape. True enough, her thick curves were likely the only things standing between Izou and a broken dick. It wasn't bad at all, though. Izou himself was quite the rough individual more often than not, so it was almost as if he remained in control without having to put forth any effort. Yes, Kolin seemed more than capable of handling matters herself. Izou even had a great view of those hulking melons rising and falling each time her body did the opposite. "Nice~" he declared. Never fond of being very idle though, Izou reached out to snatch one of her nipples betwixt his forefinger and thumb. He'd pull that, effectively holding it at a tug while being able to watch the other bounce about freely. It seemed his hips were beginning to thrust upward a bit as well. That was obviously unnecessary to Izou, but it also wasn't much of a conscious effort. It did, however, create a bit of additional force to every ascent and descent of Kolin, presumably to her preference.

[Apollymi]

Kolin was currently bouncing in this lad's lap with all the ferocity of a petulent child throwing a tantrum and she was loving the way it made her body feel. Each and every movement against the end of her body seemed to bring her closer and closer to the sweet bliss she was now looking for. Ah, but this wasn't just a her situation. And the man beneath her wasn't one of the one's she ordered about. He was instead an individual who thought himself set aside from the others. So here he was reaching for her chest taking hold of one of her nipples while watching her chest bounce as she bounced herself. A sudden and stinging sharp pain in her chest as exhilarating. She moaned her pleasure in the moment, as her rough moving hips were soon met by upward thrusts.

Kolin was soon swooning as each stroke of her body left her feeling tingles all the way through. She was so close to orgasm her body was tightening making that rather violent ride even more vigorous. The utterance of the word nice happened as well, she would take that as a compliment, she tended to take most things as a compliment. "Aaaaah!♥~ If I keep this up, I'm gonna cum, is that okay... Master?~" she posed the question but he didn't have much time to answer. Every movement was driving home a rather violent sensation and she was abusing herself almost more than any man could. She would enjoy each and every second of climax in this ride of hers, so long as Izou had no intention of stopping her.

[Bloodedge]

Kolin was much more suited to moaning than she was to dishing out orders and the like. This seemed far more natural, more desirable, and far less abrasive. The things that caused said moans from her were strange indeed, but Izou wasn't one to judge another's sexual preferences─ especially when it was beneficial to him in any way. He had an excellent view at the moment, as well as sounds decent enough to keep him throbbing and thrusting; this was good. Now, if only he could manage some decent food around this place. . .

Regardless of the few things missing in the ronin's life, there was one thing that would never be missed. That tightness, that sudden clench around his girth with the accompanying sounds and movements of ecstasy, could never be misinterpreted. What's more, Kolin had something to say. Was it okay that she was reaching orgasm? It sounded to Izou like she was expecting his permission, which was... only slightly strange. It did make sense with the whole master moniker applied to him, but he wasn't going to simply be giving permission... at least not verbally. "What do you think?" he asked rhetorically. Before any answer could even be given, Izou's free hand was on the move. A vicious slap was delivered to Kolin's still-mobile ass, with a force that could have incapacitated an adult male, had he been punching them with it. Based on Kolin's previous behavior, Izou imagined such a thing would be enough to push her over the edge right away.

[Apollymi]

No matter what any individual thought of Kolin's motivations, she had a goal and she was reaching for it with everything she had. If nothing else, that would be a respectable effort if... she wasn't destroying a bunch of people's lives to get there. Most would see her efforts as misguided at best, but the fact that she hated and abused everyone made her efforts unworthy of praise. Oh well, there was one place she could almost always received praise, and it was her current placement in the world. Right here in the lap of man she would always receive praise. Too bad it wasn't the sort she was looking for, she'd instead have to settle for it until she could get what she was looking for.

Ah, that question she'd decided to ask was being rewarded. As she bounced in his lap and waited for an answer, her ass was slapped with an extreme bit of ferocity. Actually, it was quite aggressive. So hard that most would have taken quite a tumble. But, for Kolin that reverberating hand against her rear, caused her nether to tighten with intent. At the same time her loins flooded and she found a sweet release which was far too good to deny. She didn't stop moving, she kept it, up... as if she could hold the sensation by continuing her motions. "Fuck yes!♥~" she moaned as she climaxed but still she was ready to continue. She couldn't help herself in a moment like this... and she would continue this ride, until she was given some other directive. She truly wasn't interested in doing more than she had to. She wouldn't bother trying to make it more or less pleasurable for the man beneath her. It was his job to enjoy it as he liked, she would definitely be enjoying herself as she liked.

[Bloodedge]

As expected, a dash of pain was enough to send Kolin over the edge right away. She was so easy to get off, he couldn't imagine anyone having difficulty so long as they didn't fear her reaction to aggressive treatment. Kolin was her worst enemy though, wasn't she? The way she sauntered about with her holier-than-thou attitude and demands of worship, most would keep the more dominating approach in their imaginations. Luckily for her, there were a few who approached many scenarios with reckless abandon. "Figures," Izou commented.

Interestingly enough, Kolin didn't stop moving at all after this orgasm. Izou would have expected an immediate halt, even an obvious desire to be anywhere but in charge of her own release. Whatever the case, Izou was just about rested enough. He had a few ideas floating around in his head again, but damn, Kolin's hands were still tied-up in all that hair. Naturally, he didn't feel like doing anything about that. What would he do then? The obvious answer in Izou's head was to keep the entertainment value high for himself. "Eh? Still going on your own, huh? What─ haven't found enough satisfaction yet?" he asked, almost flippantly while the thrusting of his own hips intensified once more. He'd think of an alternative soon enough, but first came a peek into the queen's state of mind.

[Apollymi]

What figured? It didn't really matter, Kolin had reached glorious climax and had nothing negative to say about the experience. The thing she would never truly accept was that she was keeping herself from this level of happiness. Except in the rare situation that Jason presented himself, because well... if she was being honest, Jason could make her tell herself the truth even when her own psyche wouldn't allow herself to utter such things. Ah, but none of that mattered right at the moment.

What did matter, was the question being posed by Izou as she continued to move in his lap. She was still moving on her own? Was she searching for more satisfaction? "I am always searching for my own satisfaction," what a strange admission of truth. Whatever the case she had a bit more to say, even as her hips continued shaking and her body continued chasing a certain feeling of relief. "But you also didn't tell me to stop, if you'd like me to say so... Master~" Oh. Strange enough, Kolin wasn't very knowledgeable on this whole slave master thing, nor was she truly familiar with the idea of pet play. But that didn't stop her from naturally taking the laziest route possible to achieve her goals. As such she truly did make the idea pet or slave. She wouldn't take any unnecessary actions, she'd follow directions so long as they suited her needs and she would make someone else make all the decisions she never wanted to make in the first place. Ah, how good would he life be, when she finally achieved this sort of thing with the person she was aiming for, her life would be great. And she was getting in the necessary practice for it here and now, which technically made men like Izou a bit more useful than they would have normally been.

[Bloodedge]

No one should have ever expected a different type of answer from the whore queen. She was, in every facet, the most self-serving cunt of a woman he'd ever seen. Even so, she somehow managed to be such a natural submissive once she came to realize she could successfully get off without having to do things her own way. No, that wasn't right either. Kolin wasn't simply a natural bedroom submissive; she was an uncreative masochist who nearly switched her persona completely when abused to her twisted pleasure. It was strange, something worth passing judgement on in a way, yet simultaneously perfect for stress relief and a bit of flexing.

He didn't tell her to stop, true. Nor did he tell her she could continue, though there were some caveats in place there. By the time she finished speaking, just as the word master left her lips, Izou's hand was on the move again. A blink was all it took for her open mouth to be invaded, where Izou's thumb and forefinger took hold of her tongue to pull it between her lips. He'd make sure that cum-coated face of hers was aimed his way while staring her down, the devil in his eye, yet that same unmindful grin on his face. "Bad girl. You didn't ask," he stated. Of course, he also didn't intend to actually stop her just yet. He had another pair of digits aching to grasp something new though. The question at hand then, was in regards to the type of treatment Kolin deserved for this minor insubordination. Ah, he had the answer. Given current positioning, he found it incredibly easy to reach between pelvises, where a secondary pinch took her clit between. A pinch, a twist, and Izou was mentally on his way to the next plan. "You probably didn't think of that though, huh? I guess that's alright... this time. Work that memory from now on, yeah?"

[Apollymi]

Kolin was busy learning how to be a pet or slave, she wasn't sure which was his point. He was busy trying to figure out her motivations and apparently using her as she wished to be used. It was an ideal scenario for her, so she didn't have much to say about it. The constant shaking of her hips, made him curious about why she hadn't stopped but when she'd expressed her sentiment, he responded in kind. What kind of reaction would come from the man this time? She could hardly wait to see.

More abuse of course was the answer to her question, as two fingers found their way into her mouth taking hold of her tongue and pulling it outward. What a strange thing to have happen while he seemed on the verge of some kind of angry outburst. He claimed she should have asked before continuing, how stupid. If he wanted something specific he should say so... and why was she bad for not interpreting a whim he didn't voice? Still she could only nod her head, not being able to talk through the aggressive holding of her tongue. What would come next? Some sort of punishment surely? If he thought she did wrong, she'd be punished? What would it be? Would he hit her? Withdraw? Throw her around and step on her?! Her eyes were alight with prospects and not a single one of them was suitable for someone who claimed domination over anyone else. No hits came, instead two other fingers found themselves between their pelvises and a twist and pinch were applied to her. Her eyes widened at the absolute reckless abandon with which that bundle of nerves was treated, but... she liked pain. "Aaaah! Yes, Master~" she moaned, that was likeable right? And such a pain caused directly to it made her climax instantly coming to a stop around his cock and gripping it with a strength of maximum effectiveness. She didn't think of it? No she hadn't, so she was basically forgiven and informed that she should make sure she worked her memory a bit more next time. Ugh, she hated thinking, but if it could get her a reward like the one she just got, she supposed she could give it a try. "I'll try," she mentioned seemingly subdued, she could use this almost immediately right, as she'd finally come to a stop. "So, what do you want now?" she asked. Right... it wasn't something she should have to think about, it was something she should leave him to think about, and then she'd assume whatever position he wanted to use her from.