The Argo & Desolate Sands

[Apollymi]

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The Argo is a ship which runs the deserts left behind in the wake of the rising of a certain kingdom. This place is desolate, full of monsters which fall from above and spawn naturally. The Argo is a ship, which is built with monster parts expanded through conquest and Captained by Jason Ancient Greek Hero turned Desert Pirate.

[Bloodedge]

To reach the City of Dis... was unbelievably impossible for anyone resembling a normal traveler. The desert leading to it was long, and littered with monstrous beasts both native, and descended from the realms higher in the sky than one's eyes could see. This day, however, a small group sought passage by way of a certain ship. Four people inhabited two self-drawn carriages. Upon the larger of these two was the former king of Zuria, Leorio, alongside the mage Nerys and Zuria's former queen, Kolin. The knight Lot rode upon the smaller carriage, watching the vessel adjacent to him along the way. "Are you done healing her yet? We have to meet with that damn desert rider, and the queen should be in prime condition!" Lot barked.

It seemed Leorio had nothing to say. He was quite concerned with his queen's wellbeing, but... at least most of those damn knights were gone. Perhaps he could now receive the attention he needed─ especially after chauffeuring her to the large ship ahead. Ah, what a vessel that was. Long, armed to the teeth including a mighty dragon-piercing spear under its mast, and brandishing a massive sail to accept the desert winds. There, was the group's goal... and atop that ship was yet another blonde male, muscular and clearly not afraid of flaunting it, given how the revealing nature of his ensemble rivaled that of Kolin herself. The entire front of his abdomen was exposed. Aside from a few armor pieces on his torso, he essentially wore an open, black leotard. This was Jason. The journeyman looked out across the blowing sands, seeing the approach of two carriages─ knowing that these could only be the people he'd been waiting for. Now then, where was this "queen" he'd heard so much about?

[Apollymi]

As they rode along, Nerys remained at the side of Kolin. She'd made the choice and at every turn she wondered if it was the right one. Her mind was repeatedly drawn back to the glowing intention in Merlyn's eyes when that woman had spoken. 'Sometimes living is worse than death...' a scoff. Surely, nothing that could happen between now and death could be considered worse than dying. There was little to be feared as long as one's life was intact. Such was the logic of a coward. Still there were few things she could do. Kolin, remained lying down clutching her side. Though the outer shell that was her body had been fixed, what was going on with it internally was far from ideal. In fact... Nerys looked to the knight known as Lot and sighed. Before instead speaking to Kolin, softly so as not to be overheard. "Do you wish them to know the truth of this?" she asked which only made Kolin scoff as she stared up at her. "Of fucking course you shouldn't tell them anything. Nerys you are absolutely useless..." she hissed, but it was just as low as Nerys' speech had been. Of course, Nerys sighed. This woman truly didn't know when to quit. She managed to be venomous literally to the person who was prolonging her existence. Most in her position would have been setting their affairs in order. She should have been freeing and comforting her Knights, not roaming towards some ship looking for crossing to the other side of the desert.

'Of course, this stupid bitch is blaming me. Literally, her entire body shattered and the only thing holding her together is spite. I put her body back as best as I could, but I can't fix the damage since it reached all the way to her fault in her diamond form,' thought Nerys. She considered all of this world she'd seen so far. She knew one thing as certainty. Nothing was going to save Kolin from breaking apart. She was bleeding internally, so much so that dark bruising covered much of her abdomen even after healing. In fact, it was so extensive that she barely imagined the woman wouldn't just die of an internal hemorrhage soon. "She is in the best condition she can be, Lot. That is all..." and indeed that would be all Nerys said. Kolin sat up, practically groaning, nothing was well. She reached up and moved her hair about, putting on her bravest face. Even so, she could feel herself bubbling within. She had to do something she had to begin to change ah, but she couldn't do just that huh? There were too many conditions at play for her to change now. She had to start this negotiation with the face she currently had. She needed to subdue this captain and then take the time necessary to change herself before this death became something too real. She could take that step and change faces, but... to do so now would lose her everything she'd already gained, and reveal too many secrets to the people she was around. She needed them to believe this was something she alone was capable of, so that they didn't get any dumb ideas about changing themselves and running off. They belonged to her, until she got rid of them after all. "All is well Lot. We can make haste and get across this godforsaken desert and make our way to my real seat of power."

[Bloodedge]

Kolin was as well as she could be? What sort of pitiful answer was that? This useless mage had a single job, and it was to ensure the queen's wellbeing without fail! For her to only manage this much of an answer, Lot could only consider her a waste of magical ability. Well, maybe things would be alright in the end. Maybe it was only a matter of time before Kolin was in top shape again. A 'humble' servant could only hope.

Whatever the case with Kolin may have been, she was at least capable of lifting herself. Her words were reassuring enough that Lot accepted them with a bow. Shortly after, Leorio's chariots lifted the group into the air, where they hovered over the Argo. Jason, casual as he was, waved them down without a word. Leorio took this opportunity to descend, landing both chariots atop the ship's hull while Jason stood nearby.

"The blonde one, right? You're the one I'm supposed to be doing business with?" Jason asked rhetorically. The Argo's captain unabashedly appraised the supposed queen. Yes, the description he'd been given upon demanding it was just about right. However... "Damn shame. Those guys of yours, they never put 'bimbo bombshell' in the description when I asked them so nicely for something accurate. So, what? You wanna get through this desert; what's your offer? Transport don't come cheap, little lady."

[Apollymi]

'This idiot is also blaming me. Knights are the sword and shield of their patrons. I didn't see him jumping in to take a fully expanded blast from Excalibur. Why did I choose this?' the mage asked herself... and the answer was simple. Nerys was a coward and thought the likelihood of her death at the hands of Guin and Elyan were too high to risk. She was selfish with her own body and wished only too keep living in solitude. She wished to return to her deep enchanted tower and study. She wanted to know the mysteries this world gave so she could exploit them to go back to a lifestyle she was more accustom to. Working as a mage, in a kingdom to help raise the magics of a prince and princess. Those lives or rather the life of one spoiled and exceptional... that was what Nerys was used to, the culture shock of starting from the bottom of this world wasn't one which she found pleasant and as such she'd tried to cut a few corners. Those corners led to the fall of the former Queen and King. It'd been Nerys that found out about the Executioner. It'd been Nerys who'd told Kolin how to connect with him... all on her search for immortality and a way to get rid of people. She never made such a contract herself, she was quite fearful of the consequences... but the mad queen had shown no issue. Nerys had expected the world to claim its toll long before now, but no... Kolin still lived and the Executioner was at her beck and call and for this Nerys could only blame herself. She'd wanted to rule Zuria but as its sovereign, and now... she was on her way to some terrible ship with terrible company all because she didn't want to die.

Kolin in the moment had pulled herself together. She still hadn't forgotten the words of Nerys. The kind of Queen she apparently wanted. How stupid. As they lowered onto the Argo, Kolin saw for the first time the man she assumed was Jason by the story-telling of Dagonet. Another name which made her mind sour. Either way, this man was exactly as described, blonde, muscular and absolutely disrespectful. A scoff left Kolin at his words to her. 'Bimbo Bombshell'? Was that supposed to be some kind of compliment? Of course, none of the men who were hers would ever say such a thing about her, they valued their lives. "No one would ever say anything so outright disrespectful. You'd do well to remember that..." Kolin said. She was still herself after all, and this man would behave as all men did in her presence. "And yes, you will be transporting us through the desert. The cost is worth the prize... the city on the other side is mine... I heard you enjoy what life has to offer, that place will have much. You will of course, be treated as a honored guest should we arrive safely but time is of the essence, we need to move. I don't expect one like you to deny such a thing..." Kolin's words were the same time she would have always spoken. She expected to be humored and didn't expect resistance. "Now where are my quarters... I require rest." She didn't require rest, she was literally dying. If she were being honest her vision was blurring and the whole of her body felt weak. Curse Nerys for only being able to patch her up this much, what did it matter that she was broken in her diamond form, she was still flesh and blood? Ah, but Kolin didn't really think of consequences as normal people did, and it was obvious that though she understood a great many things, the actual mechanics and physics of this world escaped her at least a little. Such was how they ended up with that problem with the sorceress Merlyn.

[Bloodedge]

No one would say anything so disrespectful, she said. Jason gazed upon the alleged queen with a raised brow, wondering who the absolute hell she actually thought she was. She wanted passage across this desert by the great hero, Jason, and she thought she would be the one treated respectfully? Did she believe he would just casually whisk her across the desert sands, risking his crewmen as a good deed to a woman he didn't know? Jason stared, his arms crossed and his lips curled into a grin. "You hear that, boys?! I will be transporting her queenliness through the desert! In exchange, I get to be treated as a guest in the whorehouse of a city this bitch has thrown together in the middle of our open road!" he announced to the working crew, sparking the laughter of many. Kolin truly didn't understand what sort of traveler she was dealing with, it seemed. She was so certain that he'd do as she wished, risking the life and limb of his own underlings for her gain... just to have access to that awful place? He'd seen the city of Dis numerous times along his travels; he wasn't concerned with having some runway treatment.

Ah, but the upstanding queen Kolin required rest! How very rude of Jason to speak so callously of her in her weary state. With a snicker, he beckoned for the queen to follow along into the hull. "C'mon. Boys, do what you want with anyone who thinks they're gonna follow. The queen here's gonna step into my office to talk business," he said, intending to lead the way into the ship's map room... which happened to double as the captain's office and occasional quarters.

[Apollymi]

Jason's words to his men were far from surprising at least for Nerys. She too would have laughed in the face of one who showed up to make claims like the ones Kolin made when demanding transport. This all could have gone smoothly. They likely should have paid for transport... made some kind of offer of peace, continued employment. Hell, men liked money and whores but that wasn't going to be enough to risk life and limb over. Ah, but Kolin didn't think about such things in any rational way. Nor did any of those who followed her same skewed logic. 'Add pissing off desert pirates to this dumb bitch's to-do list,' Nerys thought. Oh, she would shrink away again. Cowards were good at one thing above all others and that was preserving themselves. The woman known as Kolin wouldn't survive the day, but she was so intent on holding on to this false sense of power she had that it was almost laughable that she thought literally anyone would go along with what she wanted.

Kolin was hardly able to argue any points to make. If she would be allowed the rest she needed to reconstitute herself it wouldn't matter. Her next face would be fit for the next phase of her plan, so long as she crossed the desert nothing was askew. The only thing that had gone wrong in Zuria was a simple boy playing hero, and a dumb girl calling shots she didn't need to. They'd crossed her and they would pay. Just the same, right now she was being led off. It seemed this man was just as showy as she was... she supposed that didn't really matter. One had to keep up appearances for their people after all. In a closed room they could talk more frankly, perhaps. She was led off, giving a casual wave to those of her crew that were left. She'd fully intended to have many guards with her, enough knights to keep a ship full of men at bay, but all plans couldn't go forward smoothly she supposed. Improvising here and now was all that was important. She soon found herself in a map room her eyes barely keeping steady enough to not fall into something. Each step agonizing as she made her way. "What is it you wish to demand outside the eyes of your crew? I don't really have time to dance around..." Kolin was done. She truly needed to recover what she could. This form wouldn't last and she needed to create her next one... Jason, this man whoever he was could cross the desert but if that was all the usefulness of him then her offer should have been more than palatable. The greed of men knew no bounds and she was far from surprised he wished to have a private conversation after his opening comment. But... would she be able to make it through? She should have just given up Nerys as part of this deal... maybe she still would.

[Bloodedge]

Jason's map room was quite the visual display, if he were to say so himself. A full map of the desert had been laid out on the massive table within the room, featuring the large city of Dis at its center. Atop this map, there were numerous wood carvings of great beasts; these were merely the ones they knew of that were not yet slain, but there were quite a few dozen strewn about. Jason's desk was placed at the rear of the room, in front of a tinted window. Off to one side was a long bookshelf, and the other side contained a nook with a small bed tucked into it. Walking around the table, Jason took a seat at the desk. Interestingly enough, his chair was not a normal one... but more of a long couch stretching across that particular end of the room. He propped his feet up on the desk, slinging both arms over the back of the couch.

"Huh?" he questioned. What did he want to discuss away from his crew? Nothing at all. "I didn't do this shit for my guys. They know what I do. I was giving your guys a break from seeing you waddle around hopelessly, trying to get me to do anything but drop your tiny squad off in the mouth of the first Sand Wyrm we pass by. Anyway, let's see it. I know your type; you're only acting like everything's alright because you got pretty fucked up before you came here. That's why you've only got a few guys, right?" From what he'd been told, Jason was expecting a virtual army to step onto his ship. These few were weak, almost weaponless, and the queen meant to have such dignity barely made her way into the map room. His only question was, where were the injuries? While he waited, Jason pulled open his desk's top drawer to retrieve a small vial from it. It was his personal, emergency stash of a certain orange liquid─ some he could access without going through a series of locks and the like.

"Now, demands. You don't have time to dance around? Make time. Dance around, and maybe it'll be worth it for me to show a bitch like you some hospitality. The Argo is my ship; how long's it gonna be before you sing my song?"

[Apollymi]

Kolin was alone with this man, but still not very apt to show weakness. No, the more he spoke the less inclined she was to go along with what he wanted. Truly she had no idea what this man thought himself saying to her, but she was far from interested in what he thought he was saving her people from seeing. She was their Queen they wouldn't question her, even Nerys knew better than to do anything other than whatever she said. Still she had no intention of telling some random man that half of her men had turned against her, bewitched by some flat-chested wizard. Nor would she explain that a boy cosplaying as 'King Arthur' had decided to met out divine justice against her after she'd mistaken his intentions for taking her as his queen. None of these things... were logical to say to her, she would never see the wrong in her own actions, regardless of how they played out in front of her. Everything that occurred was his fault. "Those who are no longer in my presence don't deserve it anymore. It's hardly a thing I care to talk about. As for my injuries... I hardly find it appropriate to show them to a man I barely know," She spoke this way with an attitude that was quite haughty and all the while her entire body was burning up.

Even in flesh form she could still feel as if her body was hard diamond cracking with every movement. She hoped sincerely it wasn't possible for her flesh form to shatter like snowfall, but if it happened there was hardly anything to be done about it. This man claimed she needed to make time. He spoke to her as if he was calling the shots. Did that matter to Kolin? Not one bit. She didn't see reason, she didn't see caution. She wanted things her way and this man was sitting comfortably between her and her next form and her true Kingdom in Dis. "Dance around, for you? Sing your song? I will do no such thing. I am not some random whore or slut. I am what men want, not the other way around. Even one such as yourself should know where you stand in that regard. You'll see what I want you to see, if and when I feel like showing it, and be happy about it when it happens. Just like every other man to walk this planet!" And there it was Kolin could barely see, her body was internally bruised beyond conventional healing methods. She was dying. But she still had her tantrums and her pride. How she managed this, the world was unsure but in her own mind she had the right of this and it was this captain's job to do as he was told and get her where she needed to be. "If what you want is someone to do what you say for passage. I suggest you call that white haired mage Nerys in here. I doubt she'd do anything other than cower for you but that seems to be what you're looking for," that was her final say on this. She would do nothing. She'd die in this state hopefully after reaching their destination. She'd put the burden of this onto Nerys, surely since she couldn't heal her, she'd have no problem becoming the dumpster of this rowdy captain. And after he'd calmed down a bit, Kolin herself might allow him the pleasure of her, in her new form.

[Bloodedge]

"I didn't ask what you care to talk about, and I didn't ask whether you think it's alright to show me shit or not. You think it's fine to hitch a ride from a man you barely know, as well as his crew that you don't know at all, right? Obviously you know how to live a little." Jason had no intention of putting up with this wannabe queen's attitude. There was only one true end to this exchange, and the only question was how long it would take. Defiance seemed to be the blonde woman's main objective, though. She would not dance and sing? A likely story. In his hand, Jason held the answer to half of her current problem; it was certainly something she'd find herself needing soon. If not... perhaps he'd make it so.

Kolin was right in one regard: she was what men wanted. Though curvaceous figures were far from uncommon in this world, the perfect ratio she possessed was rare indeed. That, however, was precisely what made her a perfect fit... for being a whore. "What I want... isn't for someone to do as I say for passage. I'll take you up on your offer for that mage, though; the boys might like her too. That doesn't mean much of shit though, does it? Somebody else ain't gonna hold up an arrangement between you and me; that's for you to do. I'm being really nice here, so I'd suggest you shut your cocksucker, and open your ears." As he spoke, Jason brandished the vial of fluid he'd been twiddling between his fingers. The liquid within glowed with an ethereal light, showing some obvious signs of magical ability. Whatever that mage couldn't do, it certainly could. "Phoenix Tears. This is the kind of shit you pick up on an adventure like mine. Pretty good stuff, y'know? Could take someone from their death bed to the best shape they've ever been in, if they drink enough of it. Crazy shit, right? Mermaid Tears go to a wound, but this baby here is more like an instant cure-all potion. I was keen to give you some of this, buuuuut... you don't seem like you're willing to play nice~. Oh! Wait! I shouldn't have shown you this, huh? You'll probably do something stupid, like try to wrestle it from me or whatever dumb thought that little brain of yours can come up with!"

[Apollymi]

A frown crossed Kolin's face. In fact, the entirety of this conversation made her look perpetually discontent. She couldn't believe the audacity of this man. Did he realize what she was? Didn't he know he should be groveling and begging her attention? What did he think... that she would change and demean herself just because she was close to death? That was hardly something she'd do. She'd use every breath she had to kick, scream and argue about everything until it was her way. "A ride is one thing... if I hadn't sent my more capable people ahead I wouldn't even care to do this at all..." she said and she was quite firm about this. Getting across the desert with the large group had been a problem. Getting across it safely with a small group was bad particularly because those she had for combat weren't prepared to face big monsters. At this point they could move on but not properly.

Kolin winced falling forward, several copies upon several copies of the maps on this table wobbled in and out of her vision multiplied by a great number. She snapped her eyes shut and still heard the voice of this captain. He still spoke to her as if he thought he would get away with it. "It hardly matters who you stick your dick in so long as you're satisfied. She'll do whatever I say because I said it. And even if she doesn't I'm sure there are many among you who don't care so much how willing or unwilling said participant is. A deal between us was offered you're the one who has a problem accepting it. And I unlike most am completely of my word. I'd deal with you personally just because you physically look my type but only if you behaved yourself... " she said. And this was true to some extent. Particularly when Kolin decided to do something for the sake of her own ire. Right now... barely able to stand, feeling the wetness of her lungs and knowing that the inside of her mouth tasted of blood she was quite certain she'd die here. But... what was this? A man claimed to have a cure-all for her. Something like that would prolong her existence for this ridiculous trip. Then... when she was ready she could take the next form she wished to. Ugh, but he had to be like this didn't he, she couldn't well accept his actions as they were. No... she simply had to be contrary. "Phoenix Tears? Has anyone even seen one in the last 300 years? Doubtful, no one's seen a mermaid in equally long a time period. Regardless... I am marked for death and will die. This body would have shattered apart and only didn't because I returned to being flesh..." she said. She was quite mad and in the moment revealed the entirety of her torso, from the spot her flaw was hidden in her diamond form near her ribs all the way down her right side, cracking rivers of blood pulsed visbly beneath the surface threatening to break skin. Normally porcelain skin disfigured beyond belief and she was bleeding inside so much she barely had any left in her brain. All she wanted to do was get across this shitty desert and make her next face. "It matters not... I won't beg for my life on some ridiculous man's idea of dominating me. It doesn't work. You aren't superior... and you shouldn't walk around thinking you are!" Kolin exclaimed. Yes she was near death, yes she'd had a bad day and yes she was still throwing a veritable fit. Someone would do what she wanted this day, and she didn't care who. In the last few days all had seemed to be going so well except for a few minor details and now suddenly she was stuck on a boat in the middle of the desert with pirates and a man who normally she'd bed but now she simply wanted to act better. She'd been spoiled by Knightly behavior. By those bound by a code of good will and doing the right thing. Never had she bartered from a position of weakness so she didn't understand it as a concept. Would she have, just tried to take that potion from him if she was in better condition... maybe. Probably but right now... everything was near fading.

[Bloodedge]

"Well, that's bad for you, isn't it? You fucked up, and now here you are, trying to bitch your way into getting whatever you want," Jason stated with utmost nonchalance. This tantrum-throwing girl who called herself a queen, was essentially asking to be broken in, as far as he was concerned. Continuing to try pawning off her servants to the man would not end well for her; it would only direct more of Jason's attention her way. Maybe she would be humbled if his crew had a go at her as well. Maybe he would reduce her to the only remaining member of the small group she'd come with, or maybe she could be reduced to the Argo's new chamber wench.

Oh, but not in the condition she was currently in. After questioning the Phoenix Tears' reality, Kolin made the grave mistake of revealing her weakness. Whatever did her in, did so for good; there was no natural healing method in this world that could repair such a thing. Phoenix Tears, however, could... if enough were ingested. For that kind of wound, he figured she would need an entire vial. Thus far, she'd managed to talk herself into getting none at all. "Looks like shit," was all Jason said about the woman's injury.

Kolin could have been wrapped into a long conversation, in which neither party was willing to give any headway. She could have kept things going peacefully, but a few specific words would be her undoing this day. He wasn't superior? He shouldn't walk around thinking he was? This was his ship, his crew, his hero's journey, and therefore... Kolin was a mere blade of grass atop the face of his world. What a pity. Jason would have enjoyed complacency, but he supposed that sort of thing did become boring after a few instances. Well, whatever. Jason's sandal-clad feet were sliding off his desk, but they were not removed entirely. With one foot, he kicked the desk. A slight rotation of the structure would occur, leaving its top along a path toward Kolin's torso. This was far from the first time Jason had kicked his desk at someone; he believed he'd done so frequently enough to have a proper angle, which would leave his target pinned beneath it. "You're one of them, ain't ya? Got the nerve to jump on my ship, need my help to get your pitiful, dying ass across my stomping ground, and you somehow don't get that I'm the one in charge here? We could've had a nice fun time, you and me. Well... that sucks for you, doesn't it?"

[Apollymi]

Was Jason correct in his assessment of Kolin? Absolutely. Would she admit that? Never. Kolin was far beyond normal amounts of crazed, being injured only made it worse. She'd stated a few moments prior that she wouldn't beg for her life, and she meant that with all of her being. That is the case, but she'd been spoiled. Not just by the idea that she was important enough to make demands of a perfect strange. But she'd been spoiled by her previous tactics. She'd dealt exclusively with knights and royal guards, kings and nobles for her own reasons. She needed men of means and men of means came with etiquette. Men like Knights, came with chivalry and Holy Knights came with extreme amounts of honor. They would never hurt someone while they were down. They wouldn't take advantage of a lady in need... even if they'd witnessed that lady being horrid moments before. Kolin was spoiled into the idea of thinking she could talk anyway she wanted, do anything she wanted and even be anyway she wanted an always get her way. But she was about to learn something new...

In addition to learning that even good men like knights had limits to the abuses they would take from her, especially on behalf of others and honor. She was about to learn what it was like to properly deal with a man who was no Knight. One not honor bound to be kind or nice in anyway... and how would she find this out? A swift kick to that desk before her. Even in her prime, she wouldn't have been able to dodge it, only defend. And right just now, she couldn't even do that. That desk pinned her and slammed directly into her weak flaw. The thing barely being held together after the magic that Nerys applied definitely ruptured from impact. Her mouth sprayed blood and that vicious cracking of her person immediately got worse. Those blood red lines making their way up her side and arms. Peaking even up to her neck. She was definitely done for... Actually this man's attitude wasn't half bad... if he hadn't just kicked this desk at her... she might have given a little more. Ah, but she'd returned to calm as she usually did when getting to the point that nothing was working. Getting hurt, finding out that you couldn't kill someone. Having a man actually take charge of a situation... all these things seemed to make Kolin a more pliable person for a time. Too bad she never truly realized this sort of thing for herself... "I already mentioned I wasn't going to beg. If this ship and this desert are your claimed accomplishments so be it, but I want more and I'll have it. So whatever you're going for here... you're going to need to speed it up. I'm going to die regardless, then you'll be yelling at a corpse." Kolin's statement was said and she was already plotting. If she died she didn't want to respawn on this ship. She was far too weak to move herself from this desk... Actually she had no feeling in the side of her body that was covered in that terrible bruise anyway. Huh... this wasn't an ideal way to die, but she imagined there were worse ways as well.

[Bloodedge]

Pinned and beaten further into a near-death state, Kolin continued her moronic ways. It wasn't begging that Jason wanted, in spite of what the woman thought. What he wanted, was for the despiteful queen to submit. Actually, since she still refused to know her place, since she was being so defiant and insisting she would have more than what she got, perhaps begging wouldn't be so bad as well! Ah, but there was one issue. It was abundantly clear that the one called Kolin was dying here. He couldn't be having that before he got his use out of her, right? "Hmm. You're right; that shit looks pretty painful," Jason said, stepping forward and hovering over the desk which pinned Kolin. His free hand reached out to jab at the blood line in her neck with its forefinger. "That's no fun at all. If you just up and die here... that would mean I, a great Hero... wasted his time even letting you on the Argo."

That was it. He refused to waste his time and get no enjoyment out of it. Still holding that vial, he pulled out its cork. Jason's thumb covered the bottle as it turned upside-down, wetting his fingerprint with Phoenix Tears. With that done, he lifted his foot again before stomping the desk atop Kolin. If needed, he would grind it in a bit more─ whatever it took to make her scream, curse, or anything that would get her annoying mouth to open again. Whenever it did, he'd be jamming his moistened thumb into it. He wouldn't let his new toy die, nor would he grant her enough of that magic liquid to put her at full capacity. "Shishishi~ you still think you can pretend you're in charge? On the Argo, there is only one voice that matters! Mine!"

[Apollymi]

Jason was content to watch Kolin suffer. And Kolin from her position was simply ready to embrace death while being spiteful. Ah but it wasn't just that, a finger touched that blood spot on her neck as it aimed to overtake her face. Kolin had thought that she felt no pain but that finger came with a burning sensation as the might of that sword blow from Excalibur continued to try and shred her existence. She whimpered aiming to turn her head away from this attention but that likely would amount to nothing really. He spent a lot of time talking about himself, did he relaly think she cared if he was a great hero. Him and every other man this stupid world had to offer were just playthings. To be used and discarded at her leisure. It didn't matter that the positions of that were changed now, she was... without question still going to do what she needed to. But she wouldn't be allowed any reprieve.

The stomping on the desk came next. Still it wasn't more painful than what was already happening. Not until of course he ground it down. A searing pain shot through her body and a mangled scream left Kolin's throat, along with flecks of blood from her obviously shattered insides. It was a wonder she'd even made it this long, she figured she'd die at this point but the man's thumb found itself wedged in her mouth instead. Phoenix tears coated that finger as disgusting as it was, seemed to give her a great deal of revitalization. Those cracking wounds of hers receded a great deal. She didn't feel like normal, she knew that flaw that was pierced was still throbbing within her but her life was no longer in danger. Even so, that wasn't really a grace in this case. No... this man simply wanted to use her. As they all did. He needed to feel important. They always wanted that. His ship his rules, she couldn't be in charge here. According to him she couldn't pretend to be in charge here. This amount of arrogance was almost unheard of on this level of the world... still she could only imagine with this man intended after saving her, even as much as he did. The pain of this day subsided, but she wondered what fresh new hells it would bring. "You've made your point, now get off of me..." Kolin said, admittedly less defiantly than she would have otherwise. She was still scheming, maybe this man was one of those who'd try her now. She could enchant him and go on about her business never taking up a proper copulation while she used her mostly healed body to start on her next face.

[Bloodedge]

Surprise, surprise. Kolin's scream managed to be more satisfying than all the yapping she spewed from her mouth earlier. Now, she was healed enough to be out of danger... and to begin their proper business discussion. He was to get off her now, was he? Sure, a bit of complacency would do well. "Hoho─ I guess I could. Kindness is as kindness does, right?" he said. He would get off her indeed, but only after reaching out to grab her by her hair. Kolin did need the desk removed from her person, lest she take further injury. What better way to do that, than to drag her from underneath it, from her roots no less. His men, who'd heard the commotion from outside, had already set sail. Jason felt the Argo's movement, and thought it the perfect time to bring negotiations to a close.

"We're on the move, little lady," he stated while tugging her along, fully intending to slam her against the bookshelf and pin her via a hand to the throat. "I haven't been paid yet, and you ain't being very friendly. Look, I even shared some of my special stash. I think you owe me extra─ don't you? Song and dance might not do the trick by itself now." Jason had many ideas, and none of them were to be considered pleasant. This woman was a nuisance, so clearly used to getting her way in all walks of life. None of that would happen here. Jason would have his way, and that coming in exchange for another's loss of their own way, only made the victory that much sweeter.

[Apollymi]

Kolin had indeed screamed and she'd noted the fact that the ship had begun moving. Strange though it was, she knew there was no way this man didn't have this planned all along. Kindness is as kindness does? He did remove himself from her person, but managed to drag her out from under the desk by her hair instead. Another scream left this woman's throat, this was far too rough. Beyond that point she was soon enough slammed against a bookshelf. Of course, this sort of thing was about expected given the man's apparent temperament. A hand was soon against her throat after she made contact with this bookshelf. It hurt but she'd been hurt worse just moments ago, it barely registered as proper pain. What did this man have to say now. They were moving and he hadn't been paid. This wasn't the trip she'd intended to make... nor did it have all the pieces in place she would have required. She'd planned to make an offering of several young women and some coin. "You want extra... I'll agree you might be owed it. I am still alive after all," she said it seemed she was being reasonable for a moment or two. Maybe it was the throat on her neck and the impending potential doom which kept her this way. Maybe she actually liked this sort of thing? Whatever the case she was considering what to do. "I already offered what I had. More is possible but only once I reach my destination. Admittedly, coming here like this wasn't my plan, but shit happens," she said. She could imagine this man wanted something strange from her, and she might end up having to give in to reach her goal. Luckily enough she was quite goal oriented and if what he wanted ended up being too much for her psyche to bear... she'd add him to the list of people she'd target once she was whole again. It wasn't as if after living as many human lifetimes as she did, and doing all she could to raise her Kingdom, she would let a little something like the cost of travel stop her from reaching her goal. If all else failed... there was always Charles... though she should probably find out if this man was immortal or not before calling for him.

[Bloodedge]

At long last, there were some sensible words leaving Kolin's mouth. How strange it was, that he had to take her by the throat for such a development, but Jason didn't care either way. "Yes, Captain; whatever you like." These words spoken were a simple correction to the woman's own statement. She'd been far too unbearable for him to settle for mere complacency at this point. Still injured, she was far too vulnerable to dare offering him resistance, he thought. Perhaps she would get the point as he pressed his knee into the wound she boarded his ship with. Whether she did or not, he was doing just that. "You haven't offered me shit from what you've got. You threw your little mage slut under the bus, but that's about it. Where's the dance? Why aren't you still singing? Captaining a ship across this desert is hard, you know; a Hero needs someone around to keep his spirits high!"

With that final statement offered, Jason retracted his knee from Kolin's torso, only to ram it forward once more. If he brought her to the brink of death again, he had plenty of Phoenix Tears left in his vial to keep her from escaping life for the trip's duration. "By the way, dealing with some entitled bimbo wasn't my plan. I was gonna relax today, y'know? Kick back, have a nice drink. You've already enjoyed more of a drink than I have since getting here, and I haven't gotten shit. Where's your offer to fix all my problems?"

[Apollymi]

Jason's correction to her sentence hit her ears and she managed to look unamused. He really thought she'd say something like that? He obviously had no idea who she actually was... he was about to find out. Kolin would have opened her mouth to correct him about that statement with words, but before she could offer the kind of resistance she normally would have, this man's knee was pressing into her wound. Yes, it'd receded but the flaw itself was still there. She felt it spreading from the pressure, full of stinging fire, her legs moved as her body tried to shift away from the pressure and she let out another scream. A couple more by the time he asked about her still singing. "Why would I offer me? She's literally here to be a sacrifice for this ship. I only had her brought along for this," she said, still unable to keep such thoughts to herself. Nerys didn't even know what the blonde former queen had planned for her, she'd come along to help... how foolish. Kolin wasn't up for this. She didn't expect to be relegated to punching bag, but here she was. The nerve of him. He acted like she should have offered herself like some common whore, she was queen here, those beneath her were tools, what about this was so hard to understand. Nerys wasn't even useful as a distraction for this man, in this case. This man claimed to be a hero, but here he was, abusing her physically, torturing her mentally and for what? Because she didn't bow out to his stupid wishes? Because she was strong enough even while half-dead to look him in the eye and give him orders. Men truly were disgusting creatures.

His need finally removed she breathed a sigh of relief only to immediately scream again as his knee hit her exposed flaw. Unlike in her diamond form, it wasn't tucked behind anything, it was literally onto of her ribs being pounded repeatedly. It'd already begun to spread again. Further up and up setting her body aflame. Beyond the physical pain of it, he had the nerve to call her an entitled bimbo, like he wasn't the one who was currently torturing her for what she saw clearly in her mind as no reason. He wanted an offer to fix all his problems, it seemed like he was already fixing them by beating her within an inch of her life again. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth as she spoke, more internal bleeding she could feel as warm pooling beneath her skin. "You want your day fixed and haven't said how..." she coughed out. "I didn't plan to offer myself here at all... obviously you plan to do what you want... I won't resist," was all she had left to say. Obviously, this man would do as he pleased regardless of what she said, but that didn't mean she'd allow him to think for one moment that she was at all willingly part of this. She'd do what was necessary to get where she was going, but she wouldn't enjoy it, nor would she be helpful during it. Hell, she was barely interested in doing anything other than being pleased herself to start with... why the hell did this ship's captain think he'd get more out of her than those who aimed to please and make her happy?

[Bloodedge]

Why would she offer herself? Jason could ask why she thought it wise to offer her servants. There were dozens of men aboard the Argo, and though Jason would not weep for their deaths in the sea of sand, he would never offer them as sacrifice of his own accord. "That's just shitty leadership. Don't worry; we'll take care of her too. That's just the way things work out here in the real world. Leader to leader, though, it's our jobs to take care of each other. That's the Argo way~" he said, seeming rather amused. More pain was in store for Kolin, but her resolve was mightier than any he'd seen before. Oh well... everyone had a breaking point, and he was having an interesting time finding out what Kolin's was. He'd seen flashes already, so perhaps it was time for another push.

She gave in, though not fully. Dignity was not a thing permitted to guests of the Argo─ particularly those who offered no fair trade for the passage they received. "Crew food, or Wyrm food. That's how we treat stowaways here," he explained. "You bring your own payment to get a pass for you and your crew, or you're a stowaway." He would retract his knee again, simultaneously releasing his hold of the woman's neck. In stepping back though, he kicked out at Kolin's fault; a bit more blood from her mouth would paint her face nicely. Afterwards, he would prop himself against the map table at the room's center. An open gesture with both hands was then aimed... at Jason's own crotch, which bulged through the veritable undergarments he used as coverage. "I'm gonna do what I want, but that ain't easy. Dealing with your prissy ass winds me up. C'mon, stowaway. If you're caught stealing a trip, you gotta do what it takes to get where you're trying to go. Maybe earn yourself some more hospitality, and more drink than what's coming out of the hose you're gobblin'. Looks like you need a few swigs again."

[Apollymi]

Of all the things this man had said today, his plucking at her leadership ability was by far the most annoying. He claimed that they should take care of each other as leaders of this group it was the way on his ship. Of course, he'd believe something like that. He thought she should have offered herself, he had no idea how much higher she thought herself above these random people. He called this desert the real world, but Kolin knew better. This land was just lawless... she'd had so much to say about this, but now, she was in pain again. He'd let go of her throat only to aim a swift kick at the fault in her side once more, she cried out. Spitting more blood and nearly fainting from the immediate pain of it. She fell to her knees clutching her side. She wasn't allowed dignity here, but she still had some even as blood dripped from her mouth. He had just said that either one was food for the crew or food for the Wyrms. Those creatures were no joke at at her current level of injury and power, she had no hope of slaying one alone. Hell even with Lot, Leorio and Nerys she might not be able to take more than one down. Whatever. She'd offered Nerys as food for the crew, if that was happening she could take solace in not being the only woman put through the ringer. All those other girls always acted like they were above such acts, but when faced with life and death situations they always caved. She on the other hand... was very different. Whether this was a positive or a negative was an entirely different thing. "I've lived way too many lives and seen far too many things. I have never put some man's cock in my mouth and I don't plan to start now. I agreed to have sex with you... that's not included." That was her stance, even as she clutched her side, even as she writhed and screamed in agony there were things she never intended for herself and that was one of them. Technically speaking looking at the man's package she wouldn't really mind having it inside her. In fact without all the extra violence of this day, she might have even enjoyed it. But right now... the idea of putting her mouth on anything that wasn't actually food was disgusting.

[Bloodedge]

Kolin had such an obvious personality type after a few minutes of conversing, Jason truly believed she would find difficulty in surprising him with anything at this point. He was... quite wrong. As the self-proclaimed queen clutched her wounded side and let blood run down her chin, she refused his most polite offer to take his phallus into her maw. What? Was he hearing her properly? Physically, she was designed with one purpose Jason could think of. The point of her entire being, was to be a sex object. What did that all mean, if any part of her was off-limits? Jason couldn't fathom the idiocy of that claim, nor how she thought she had a say in the matter.

"You've never done what? Wow," he said with a sigh, well and truly shocked by this information. Stepping forward, Jason positioned himself in front of the kneeling Kolin. His foot rose, resting over the hand which held her wound. It was but a simple threat with no applied pressure at the time, but he was more than willing to make his point by force, if necessary. "I wasn't clear enough? That's my fault; heroes shouldn't be so indirect. Listen close." A deep inhale preceded the remainder of his clause. His eyes narrowed, and since only one of his hands was occupied with the vial of Phoenix Tears, he decided the best use for the other was to slap the woman's face with the back of it. Then, and only then, could he speak to her sensibly. "As long as you are on the Argo, you are a fuckhole. You know what fuckholes do? They get a chunky rod in every corner that fits one, and they treat it real nice. Bad fuckholes don't get the sort of happy treatment I've been giving you. If you're gonna be a bad one, you'll have to ask real nice for the good shit."

[Apollymi]

Was Kolin a sex object? The answer was yes. In fact, it could be said that every face, worn by the woman originally known as Kujaku Mai was a sex object, including her original one. Even so, she had standards, and that was what set her apart. She alone in this world was unattainable in certain ways. She alone refused to be treated as trash by men. What happened in sex was meant to please her, not the man in question alone. Why should she do something degrading like making sure a man got to finish, when such a thing would happen regardless of where he stuck his dick in the first place? Why should she have to work extra to make some man happy when all that was going to happen was the same dribbling explosion that always happened? Well, she was about to find out.

Jason stood and lorded over her. As if he was well and truly in charge here. He aimed his foot over her wounded self in that same place he'd continued to nudge throughout their conversation. Her eyes widened, and she softened ever so slightly. Though the pain of this was something that she expected, she still did not really want to feel the fracture of her body in such a way. He came down to the level of her face and spoke in an oddly calm manner. Wasn't that a bit frightening. He managed to be surprised by her admission but then slapped her across the face with the back of his empty hand. Her entire face flew to the side and then she found herself looking back at the man who was now speaking calmly. According to him, this part wasn't her choice. She'd either do it, or get worse treatment. All she had to do was get across this shitty desert... and once she was there nothing about this man would matter anymore. He was definitely on the list of people she would murder now, right beside the other blondes who crossed her. This face was dying regardless, degrading it in this way would mean she'd never take it again. She'd never want to experience being this person who fell to a desert ship captain on her weakest day. There was fury below the surface of Kolin's visage. Nothing she would have done could happen. He wasn't fawning all over her trying to kiss and adore her. He was abusing her physically and mentally, dominating her in every aspect of her life. Even forcing her to cross lines she'd never have crossed of her own accord. He wanted her broken for him... more than she already was, disgusting. Her goals were bigger than this moment, she'd hadn't spent this many human lifetimes trying to get back her status to be felled by one stupid man's short-term desires. She could take solace in knowing she wouldn't be the only one to know this treatment. Everyone woman and slave she ended up with would be worse off than this if she had anything to do with it. No man would ever treat a woman kinder than her in her presence again. Never would she allow such softness to appear again. And how would this go for her now... what did she want to do now? Well obviously appeasing this man would get her a bit farther away from all of this physical tyranny. "Fine." Still she wasn't about to risk more physical damage to her person just because he wasn't sure how much control he needed over this situation... she'd do what he asked, though she wouldn't be happy about it.

[Bloodedge]

'Fine' was the only thing Kolin had to say, after what seemed like an eternity of deliberation. The look on her face wasn't pleasant at all. This woman was far too used to getting her way─ so much so, that even her agreement did not lead to further steps along the proper path. Even though her singular word implied compliance, there was hatred deep within those eyes. Oh, what would he do with such a vindictive target? "Don't 'fine' me," he demanded. Jason had already spoken the facts of life here on the Argo. It wasn't enough that she agreed in the end like the petulant child she was at heart; one must fully submit to the Argo's captain. "I told you, you've been bad. You have to be good now if you wanna be happy. And we... should all be happy here, shouldn't we?"

All things considered, Jason had long since become a bit... crazed. Kolin had the self-inflicted misfortune of waking that segment of the old hero's mentality, and she would suffer for it. All that plotting she did─ none of it meant a thing to him. The simple, mental decision of adding him to her kill list, would only make things worse for her. There was no getting around the whims of the Argonaut while aboard the Argo itself. He could feel the threat to his life, even though it was presently no more than a thought. Inspiration struck him as a result of this, by law of his very existence. Before Kolin did anything further... that inspiration would have to take its course. "Let's be happy now, alright? Beg. Announce what you are, and put it on your name. I want you to swear," he said, essentially demanding an oath from this woman. He was quite sure how this would go when it came about, so he remained prepared to cease any further action to... 'clarify' things once again.

[Apollymi]

Kolin was truly a petulant child at heart. She was used to getting her way, using force and violence to produce the outcomes she wanted in this world. Here and now she was doing nothing but thinking ahead to a future she desired and it had nothing to do with what this man wanted in the moment. A single moment of annoyance and degradation and she'd be free of him. And once free of him, she could end him so as to never have to hear of this moment again. That was how she operated. She had her standards and she'd live them, and if she couldn't live them, she got rid of what was stopping her. All was right in the world, except... when it wasn't. He didn't like her answer, of course. This man had some strange ideas about forcing a particular mindset on people. Doing what he wanted simply wasn't enough for him... the audacity. Of course, Kolin had this same kind of audacity and it was completely lost upon her that she was worse than this man before her.

Still he wanted her to swear on her name to the sentence he'd spoken before. He was exactly the type of person she hated most. "I Kolin, while aboard the Argo, am a happy fuckhole." she said, it was an oath she'd take, for this stupid journey. When it was accepted it would come into being and likely change her own actions, even so it was only this face, she'd already decided she'd never take it again. It didn't matter, he needed only to accept to get this over with. Granted there was no begging in that oath she doubted she wouldn't beg once it took effect. How low.

[Bloodedge]

Ah, the first step was taken. Good. The face of Kolin would be a content and complacent little toy while aboard the Argo, and yet... that tingling in Jason's mind was unaffected by her oath. He'd been around quite a long time, and he'd seen many things in more than a single world. As he said before, he knew Kolin's type; that wasn't so specific to her personality. "That's good, that's good! But..." he interrupted himself, raising a finger while raising a point. "That ain't enough, is it? Now, make another one~"

With his next clause, Jason applied just a bit of pressure to exacerbate Kolin's injury yet again. It wasn't much, but he would apply it until she felt his seriousness through her own body. "I don't care about Kolin, and I don't care about specifically being on the Argo. Swear on your other name─ on your soul. While you're at it, you like offering up all the people who serve you too, right? Go on; throw them in too! On the Argo, off the Argo, any time you and your people are in my presence. C'mon. Willing, begging, dribbling sluts for the great Hero, Jason!" He wouldn't be leaving room for debate. Now that Kolin had given her oath, he anticipated enough complacency to grant his salvation. How this man, who now bore the grin of a jackal, had ever been a legitimate hero... could be considered a mystery to many. Alas, he'd lived a long life. His identity as a Hero would never fade, but he had undoubtedly been twisted by the acquisition of it.

[Apollymi]

Her oath and been sworn and accepted, and now Kolin felt a deep tingling in her loins and beyond that heat building up in her body. Beyond all the pain of this day all she wanted now was to have sex with Jason, as terrible as that was for her psyche at the very least she could enjoy it for the duration. Even the things she didn't normally do. All this was done and he still wanted more?! She supposed he was a hedonist and they always took more than they gave, but what he wanted was beyond ridiculous. If she agreed to such a thing, she'd bind herself and every face she wore to this man's desire. She'd become a slut for him anytime he was in the vicinity. How disgusting? Everyone she worked with as well... he wanted her to swear this... she literally couldn't, except... this oath overrode her madness. The suggestion was greater than her protection against mental manipulation. Besides that she really wanted to have sex with this man right now. Her body was demanding it. She wanted to please him... not just sexually just in anyway he wanted. She wanted to say no, to stop this but her mouth didn't agree with her brain. She was being dominated. "I, Mai Valentine <3," when speaking the last bit that same symbol appeared in her eyes. How terrible, how much was she being locked into this thing she was saying. "And everyone who serves me... is a willing, begging dribbling slut for the Great Hero Jason. Anytime we are near him. I swear on my soul.~"

It was such a happy sound. This lass was absolutely defeated. What was more, anyone attached to her, would have this oath applied to them once they accepted it. Such was the nature of the oath. No matter what face she wore, no matter what she did. If Mai found herself in Jason's presence she'd be reduced to this. She had many regrets in this moment. She should have died. She should have planned better. She should have... brought better security. None of mattered now though, her tongue was hanging out of her mouth, she was so open and ready for Jason. She fought all this time, to lose so much of herself to a single man... she gave up everyone she worked for... everything. For this man so long as he was in her presence. It was well and truly disgusting. And now she couldn't even get revenge against him... because no one who worked for her could attack him.

[Bloodedge]

As if the grin of a jackal could intensify, it did on the face of Jason when he achieved victory. Finally, that annoying sensation in his mind was disappearing. There was a sharp inhale from the man, as if breathing in the air of success itself. "Ahh, yeah. That's the good shit," he said, fully content and removing his foot from Kolin's hand and fault. Bar only a few situations, this could be considered his crowning achievement. That hedonist Jason could freely walk into the city of Dis, and receive the treatment of a god from all its inhabitants─ including its reigning monarch. Life was... good.

Ah, and things were already taking effect. Shortly after binding her soul to him through the world itself, Kolin left her mouth agape with a protruding tongue, as if awaiting insertion. He stepped away from her, though, propping himself against the map table once again. His arms crossed, his brow raised, and he stared down at his new dog. What would he do with this little pet? Well, he'd given an order already, and he was keen to see it taken properly. "Now that the itch is gone, I can relax. Oh─ what was all that shit you said you weren't gonna do again? All this hard work makes a guy forget, y'know?"

[Apollymi]

After giving this oath, it seemed Jason was pleased. This was good. Outwardly and overriding her personal feelings Kolin was also pleased. She'd just sold out everybody who worked for her. No one who was attached to her was safe from Jason. This was the exact kind of servitude she wanted from her followers and now, in a turn of divine karma it was also forced upon her, by her own hubris. And the most upsetting thing was, there was no way for her to get out of it. Short of the death of Jason, there was literally nothing to be done to free herself from this servile nature she'd sworn in this man's presence. Disgusting.

Even as she would have thought this, her body wanted nothing more than to be filled by this man. That waggling tongue of hers, seeming to demand to taste his skin. Disgusting. He moved away from her? Why?! She wanted to please him... she wanted to taste him!? She'd even go on to say this... how very out of character for her. "I said I never had before, but now I want nothing more than for yours to be the first cock I taste!~♥" What a gross sentence. One never spoken by Kolin before this moment on any face she'd ever lived with. And yet, this was what she was reduced to, as she crawled across the floor to meet him. She waited for him like a good dog for him to tell her to do it again, so she could. Why had she ever said no. All the while... there were hearts in her eyes and she had no more fight left in her. How very sad.

[Bloodedge]

The moment Jason's arms unfolded, one hand reached up to scratch his temple. The other, in the meantime, toyed with the open vial of Phoenix Tears. He didn't really care what happened with Kolin now; he'd won. There was no need to be concerned about whatever her power was like when she was without injury, since she'd sworn herself to a very specific form of servitude. Now, that dastardly woman crawled across his map room's floor and begged like an actual hound, yammering about how she wished to taste his cock. Given her inexperience, he doubted letting her do so would even be worth it... though perhaps the overwhelming desire alone would make up the difference in skill. It would be rather interesting to find out, but whatever the case, Jason would be finding a way to enjoy this trip through the desert. "Nothing more, huh? That's funny," he said. "I still ain't hearing any begging. You want the fancy little potion too, don't you? I don't think good fuckholes chuck blood on the cock that's stuffin' 'em." As he spoke, he made sure the vial was in a clear line of sight, placed between Kolin's eyes and his dick. He definitely wasn't going to deal with the fact that her mouth could suddenly spew blood, but... her agony was something that had been amusing him thus far.

[Apollymi]

He still wanted more? More begging a more servile nature. Kolin or rather Mai was already saying things that were well beyond her natural inclinations. Still she literally couldn't stop herself from saying more. She was beyond acquiescing to his wishes she was willing to debase herself to make him happy. There was literally no greater humiliation for someone who held themselves in such high regard above others. "Please Great Hero Jason! ♥~" Kolin started. "I want to be a good fuckhole for you. Please give me more Phoenix Tears so I can suck your cock♥!!~" She was truly begging beyond anything she would have ever done. She truly in this moment wanted nothing more than to please Jason. She wanted him in all the ways she could think of and any he could as well. How very disgusting. Her blonde hair was a mess. Even with a mix of blood and drool falling from her open mouth she had nothing but hearts in her eyes. Her face was already reddened, she wanted this man to have all kinds of nasty sex with her. Until he was happy, and him being happy would make her happy. Oh... how the mighty had fallen!

[Bloodedge]

More Phoenix Tears, all for the purpose of servicing. He supposed that sort of request could be considered begging, at least for one such as Kolin. Well, good pets were to be treated properly. Jason lowered one hand to free his girth of its confines, letting his only partially-erect shaft rest over his slightly-elevated, rippling thigh. When he tilted the Phoenix Tear vial, he did so over his own cock, placing just a single drop atop it. Again, he didn't intend to get her fully out of the green just yet. She would have to prove herself satisfactory in his eyes. After all, one didn't keep a race horse who couldn't run properly; this one had to be broken in properly. "Fine, fine. If you want to be so good, make a proper effort of it. You get one drop of happiness. Earn the rest."

Jason was well beyond the consideration he'd been giving matters earlier. Their little scuffle was over, and it was time to see if Kolin could even live up to her own ego. Well, it didn't truly matter. Whether she lived up to her own self-image or not, the Argonaut would have the interesting experience of a personal slave. Such was a thing he'd never known before in this way, so he'd be sure to indulge as the mood demanded.

[Apollymi]

Yes, she even begged. This was far beyond what Kolin would have managed even when she wanted a piece of action before. She was used to be served in such a way by people so happy to do so. Never before had she been the one inexperienced in any way having to impress anyone else. For most of her life since getting to puberty the lass, originally known as Kujaku Mai had been attracting the wayward gazes of both men and women alike. Men having sex with her in their minds... and women who were innately jealous of her perfectly overindulgent figure. Leave it to a lifetime, at the cusp of her rising, for her to become an actual slave to sexual desire within the presence of the Argonaut known as Jason. "Yes Captain; whatever you like!♥~" she chimed still begging still so very servile.

She watched as he released his girth and salivated more. She still looked outright desirous now... not an ounce of hate appeared in Kolin's clear blue eyes anymore. As he dripped Phoenix tears down his length she licked them up. Long broad strokes of her tongue made their way completely down his cock. She felt herself healing more and more with each movement and swallow of her throat. Of course starting such an action further fed her desire and made her want to do more. Her tongue began moving more and more her mouth eventually aiming to close around the tip of his dick to keep her from missing anything. How strange... she'd claimed she'd never done this before but looked to be so greedily devouring his cock. She looked up at him as if awaiting further instructions, as if she wanted to get better at pleasing him in this way. What did she need to do to make him happy? She needed to know!

[Bloodedge]

This clash of lives was not one Kolin should have walked into. While she'd spent most of her existence receiving precisely what she wanted since puberty, he'd been struggling his way from the bottom of every scenario he ever entered. His only true worth came when his life was endangered, and many times, he'd thrown himself into endangerment just to succeed. Now, here he was, winning after the same result again. He was disgusted, but at least he had the satisfaction of Kolin speaking the proper sentence this time. She even quoted his earlier correction directly; she would get bonus points for that.

Kolin behaved as if she had the most obvious thirst in the world─ as if she would be dying of it without the single drop he'd offered her. He'd never witnessed a sight so pitiful, yet simultaneously oh so satisfying. Of course, he was also able to realize something very important; he'd been right. The way Kolin trailed her tongue along his shaft was not at all the method of the inexperienced, leaving him to believe her desirous state was doing wonders for her ability. She didn't even need any prodding before her lips collapsed around his tip. Ah, but like all good dogs, performing a little trick was followed by said dog seeking its master's acknowledgement. What would Jason have to say? Hedonistic as he was, there was only a single path to take as he stared down at the buxom blonde. "Ho─ not bad for a stuck-up bitch," he said, managing to seem just slightly disappointed in Kolin's effort. Surely she didn't think this was worth his appraisal already, right? "But I signed for a slut─ something sloppy, gaggy, worship-y. Milk it or something, you dumb whore!"

[Apollymi]

Kolin's methods were apparently something, but not enough of what the Great Hero Jason apparently wanted. She might have been disappointed but as she lived to serve she had no desire in the moment but to see him happy. That mouth that had already closed around the tip of him began to move... up and down his length even though he'd given her disapproval. She continued moving her head and thrashing that same tongue about in her mouth. Her desire to please knowing no bounds and doing wonders for her supposed inexperience. Milk it? She wasn't quite sure what that meant, but since the entirety of it didn't fit in her mouth used a hand for the rest. Of course, this came along with all the sounds and stifled moans of a common whore. She couldn't talk with her mouth full as it was, but this was likely better for everyone involved. The hand though... that was something she actually had a reasonable amount of skill in to start with. Sliding her hand up and down his length she worked towards his pleasure. All that was there, overriding her desire to be vindictive. She'd never accomplish what she wished against him, not through any means. It was so absolutely degrading and yet, in the moment Kolin felt nothing but happiness. This reversal of roles was quite something... she should have never taken such an oath.

[Bloodedge]

Indeed, she never should have given him an oath. She never should have pushed him to such a point by deciding the necessity of his death. She never should have come demanding passage as if she were owed it. She never should have boarded the Argo. That long list of mistakes, in addition to those made prior to Jason's knowledge, led to her current situation─ reduced to being a slave to another's desire. Jason was not one to offer reprieve, either; no. Whenever he found himself bored, he would probably be sailing through the desert to reach Dis. What other faces would this woman wear, he wondered. How would her different selves serve him?

None of that mattered at present. He was keen to see what else the buxom woman had to offer, and it seemed a thing she had skill in was... the use of her hand? He had to say, it was quite the skillful take. Luckily for Kolin, this was exactly what Jason meant... but unfortunately, he also realized she had no real clue. Of course she didn't. She'd never serviced another in this way before, and it couldn't have been more obvious before she was essentially brainwashed by herself and the world. Jason sighed, both from pleasure and from disappointment. Following that sigh, he reached out to take Kolin by the hair again. His grip was firm, just by her roots, and none too gentle as a whole. "You've been getting away with just that all your life, haven't you?" he asked while leaning forward, staring judgingly into the woman's face. "At least you're good at that. Now, get better at everything else." What did he mean? Well, there was purpose in his grasp. With a single jerk, Jason intended to see how Kolin reacted to the shock value of having her head pulled into his pelvis. He did say 'sloppy' after all; if he occupied her windpipe until she choked half to death, he didn't really care as long as she didn't black out before he was fully satisfied.

[Apollymi]

That was praise! Kolin was elated at it. She'd been complimented of course, she was pleased. She used her hands to work a bit more, as Jason spoke. Apparently he thought she might have been getting away with that one skill for all of her lives, and he was quite correct. The only thing Kolin or any face of Mai's ever offered as pleasure to another that didn't gain her something was a hand. How unfair. It wasn't like people didn't have their own hands, but she truly never really understood the point of doing anything that didn't directly benefit her. She wasn't the type of person who felt powerful by such an action. Power came with dominance. She lorded her body over people all the time, she lorded her position over people. She tortured, she decided, she vindictively chased after a specific idea of revenge against the people who slighted her. None in this age, aside from those old enough to remember, would even know what she was upset about. And right now... she barely remembered what she was upset about.

Now, the rod of Jason was sliding past her lips and tongue down her throat. And though she was a willing participant in this, never before had something touched this part of her mouth so deeply. Innately she gagged, repeatedly, but since he didn't stop it was just several strained convulsions of her throat. Moans came out as strangled noises but she didn't have a choice as she was being forced down his length. Though it was only a single movement it still burned her windpipe. She tried to breathe and found herself coughing and choking as result. If she couldn't pull back it'd simply lead to spillage of saliva uncontrolled from her mouth down his cock, onto her breasts, literally everywhere. This would have been gross to Kolin. She wouldn't have done such a thing... but here she was just waiting for praise. Was this what he wanted? She'd find out soon enough, even as she struggled for air and gasped for breath, as stars speckled her vision and she began to black out from not being able to breathe.

[Bloodedge]

In the depths of Kolin's throat, Jason found her inability to maintain her body's gag reflex. Was it what he wanted? Yes. While the blonde he snatched by her hair was convulsing, coughing, spewing saliva and starving for breath, Jason was smiling. Now the treatment was about as messy as he desired. He'd known his fair share of promiscuous women in his life─ many of whom did this sort of thing on purpose. He found, over time, that it was something he preferred. In having such experience, he also knew when to stop holding the woman in place. He'd release her before any true blackout came, leaving her to whatever natural withdrawal she had from his shaft.

That wouldn't be enough, though. While he was visibly satisfied with this new turn of events, he would not fail to ensure Kolin knew her place. She behaved as dogs did earlier, so it was time for her treat in the way a master offered it to said dog. "You're a better whore than I thought, not passing out from that! Here; I'll reward you." He said this, but it was no simple reward he offered. While he let Kolin catch her breath, he would also lay his cock across her face, lengthwise, letting its head obstruct one of her eyes' vision. All that saliva that had been built up would surely be an excellent skin moisturizer as it dribbled down her face! Ah... but this wasn't really a treat, was it? Oh well.

[Apollymi]

Kolin was gagging by the desire of Jason and that was fine right until the moment he decided to release her. Apparently the gagging drooling mess was exactly what he desired out of the situation and what did she get for it? A wet dripping cock dropped upon her face. This was beyond demeaning. One of her eyes was obstructed she could barely see. She was still sputtering and not even able to properly speak again yet. But when she looked up with her one good eye she seemed nothing but happy. Still she waited like a good dog begin given a treat. Her eyes screamed happy but her soul, deep down was just defeated. She couldn't stop this... even if she wanted to, she swore an oath for this treatment. Not just on the name of this face, but on the name of all of her faces. The only solace she could know in this, is that all who served her would receive the same or worse... that made it more legitimate right? She was truly vindictive enough to be pleased by the idea that someone else would suffer as she did. Even if it was her own fault. Even if she had no one to blame but herself, she'd still blame everyone else. And that was why a punishment like this for Kolin was only good for the moment, because at the end of it all, she'd spread way more disparagement than she'd suffered.

All the while she seemed happy to comply with whatever was next. Gone was all the fight she had in her soul. For the time period of being in this man's presence he could truly do whatever he liked with her, and she'd enjoy it. Saliva covered face, reddened cheeks, sore jaw and throat, still happily panting away, waiting her next instruction.

[Bloodedge]

"Oh? You have some patience after all, huh?" Jason questioned while watching this woman heel beneath his manhood, happily even. For all that talk about how she hadn't the time for riffraff, this was what she'd become. Jason was sure he could leave her sitting there for hours, and she'd still be awaiting the next opportunity to satisfy him. This was what it felt like to truly be at the top of the world. "Hmm, let's see..." he mused. What was he to do now? He'd seen the limits of her throat's ability for now; that was something to be trained later. Obviously, there were a lot of things to train this particular whore in, but was he even done with the present exchange? Not quite, perhaps. Suddenly, he had a spark of inspiration. Ah yes, the most valuable of treats was one the dog wanted, wasn't it? "I think I got something. Go ahead, get to barking. Whaddaya want? Make it real, real clear─ we wouldn't want me getting confused, right?" he questioned, taking the downtime to lift his cock with one hand, dropping it intermittently upon Kolin's nose and mouth while he waited.

[Apollymi]

Patience? Kolin or rather Mai didn't know the meaning of the word. Except as it applied directly to her being vindictive. Ah, but the oath she made, gave her many personality traits that she didn't normally possess. As such, she nodded... seemingly excited that how she was acting had been noticed. It was disgusting to think about beneath the surface, to be acting in such a servile manner when she had such a high opinion of herself. Still, here she was, wishing to be treated. With what... one might wonder? Well, Kolin was an object of sexual admiration, still, she wasn't actually all that big a fan of the act itself. That wasn't to say that she couldn't enjoy it, that she didn't enjoy using it as a tool to get what she wanted, but that was to say that she generally only enjoyed it on her terms. Right now, in the servile mood she was in, she simply wanted to please this man with her body in whatever way he saw fit to use it. And she'd voice such an opinion because he'd commanded her to, even as he randomly dropped the object of her admiration her face repeatedly. "I want the Great Hero Jason to put his cock in my pussy♥! I want him to use my fuckhole until he's satisfied♥!~" that was the treat she wanted for a job well done. She wanted to experience him. Of course, it went without saying that he could literally do whatever her liked to her, but this was indeed her desired endgame.

[Bloodedge]

The ideal treat of Jason's loyal pet was whatever she desired... which he knew would be something for his benefit in the end. There was hardly even any deliberation in Kolin's decision; she spoke what she wanted without a hiccup. One who placed her own body on some unattainable podium was now offering herself freely to the satisfaction of an old hero, and that was her answer to receiving a treat. Truly, it was a hilarious sight to behold when the high and mighty fell. Jason supposed she'd done enough to earn the gift she wanted...

Almost.

He was a difficult man to satisfy. When he had something pleasant, he wanted to experience 100% of it. What would he do now? His hand reached out to Kolin's head again, almost as if patting it. "That's cute. Know what's fun? You really do want that! Isn't it nice to finally be honest, and act like you were always meant to?" His question was mere rhetoric. If Kolin even intended to respond, he would have her silenced by thrusting his rod into her throat again. This time wasn't so much an effort to gag her, but to repeatedly jam his dick into and out of her maw, somewhat replicating rough copulation in a way. While doing so, it seemed he didn't intend to keep silent. How much could Kolin manage though, he wondered. "Of course you don't mind if I take a bit for myself first though, right? I offered you a drink, so I'll keep that promise. Isn't that way better for you?"

[Apollymi]

Kolin had all but turned into the same kind of sniveling dog that she claimed literally everyone else on the planet was. She was disgusted with herself, but the oath she took kept her from considering it in the present part of her mind. No. Right just now she was ready and willing to do whatever was needed of her to get this treat she so desired. In this case, it seemed that her desire was understood and she really did want this. Strangely enough, even before this matter of oaths, she likely wanted something similar. Not that she would have stated it in such a way, but she'd already basically stated her preferences. Did she have something to say about being honest... not really, though she'd opened her mouth to express confusion she was soon enough... having her mouth filled by his girth again. As he plunged in and out of that orifice he spoke, "O-f co-rth..." she managed to say with enthusiasm as he plunged in and out of her mouth. Whatever he wanted she would provide so long as it would eventually give her what she asked for. As his manhood moved about by such a forceful mechanism she lashed out at it with her tongue not knowing fully what he intended but more than willing to take what he dished out. Still there were tears in her eyes, and this felt extreme, she couldn't feel more happy, and she love it. And hated it.

[Bloodedge]

The ceaseless thrusting was quite purposeful for Jason. As willing to acquiesce to his wishes as Kolin was, there was no need to beat around the bush. She would be serving him like a good little pet, when he wanted, how he wanted. That treat would come, but in his own time. First, he would satisfy himself in the confines of the woman's throat. Ah, such satisfaction he was feeling. Kolin's tongue was on the move during this maneuver of his, and her muffled attempt at speech was quite pleasurable as well. Such intensity applied to Jason's thrusting had his shaft throbbing at every plunge, until eventually...

A sound akin to laughter escaped him. It was exactly laughter, as a matter of fact. This was the mark of round one's completion, alongside a forceful jerk of Kolin's hair yet again. All the way to his pelvis, he'd pull her, while the fruits of this labor gushed out from within the depths of her throat. He hadn't been holding her in place previously, but now, he would. He wished to see what would happen when Kolin experienced this for the first time. What would her physical reaction be? Would it wind up in her lungs? Would his grip, that was just loose enough to allow a forced retreat, be broken as she gagged and spewed what he'd deposited within her? Oh, there were so many options; the thrill of finding out what would happen was a point of elation for a grand hero!

[Apollymi]

In and out, the Great Hero moved himself against Kolin's mouth. Though admittedly not what she would have liked, this was something that she didn't seem to mind at all. Whether this was a matter of personal preference or one which happened as a matter of the oath was entirely debatable. What wasn't at all debatable, was the fact that the feeling of this man's dick was changing in a noticeable way. Throbbing as it moved until eventually he grabbed her head again, forcing it down as he spewed his seed within the confines of her throat. She still wasn't ready for this sort of thing. She gagged immediately, forcing herself backwards and coughing as excess cum dribbled from the corners of her mouth. Never before had she tasted anything like this. She knew deep down it was disgusting. Nothing about it was at all enjoyable this bitter spurt of liquid was sticky and thick. The texture alone was gross, but here she was... even as she coughed and gagged licking her lips as if it were the most delicious thing she'd ever tasted. "That was delicious! What will the Great Hero Jason give me next?!" she questioned happily. Was this what it meant to be a willing participant in this sort of act? Those words weren't ones she would have spoken of her own accord this had to be the oath... right? Was she the type of person who would actually enjoy ingesting the bodily fluids of another person? The answer of course, would be that she didn't but... in this case she did! Panting... she was panting and looked absolutely pleased by the time she was finished. Kolin's face was still reddened, her eyes still soft and inviting. She still wanted more, what else would he give her?! She waited like a good little pet to find out what he'd do.

[Bloodedge]

Ah, of course; the answer was that she would retreat and cough. It seemed she was at least capable of not wasting much at all, though. Good. Jason was therefore able to offer a satisfied grin as his erection waned. A long strand of the load Kolin obviously desired still dangled from his tip; that wouldn't do. That hold resulted in a flick of his cock, all for the sake of flinging that spare cum onto Kolin's face. Maybe his aim would even be good enough to strike her eye! She claimed it was so delicious, surely she would find a way to enjoy it from anywhere.

"Next? Hmm," he pondered so nonchalantly after that most recent showing of disrespect. "I guess I need this potion, huh? You earned yourself a good bit of reduced suffering too," was his conclusion. Phoenix Tears were such a marvelous thing. By only taking a small sip from the vial, Jason reinvigorated himself enough to halt the diminishing of his erection. What of Kolin, though? She was to be slowly healed over time as he decided before, right? Well, he wouldn't let her drink from the bottle; what if she drank more than he wanted to give her? Ah, but perhaps there was another way. Jason's grin widened as he came up with an idea, which had him accumulating saliva within his mouth. There would certainly be some amount of Phoenix Tear residue left inside. "Here's your share; say 'aaaah'~" he teased, fully prepared to lean over the woman and release a long, slow stream of drool from his mouth.

[Apollymi]

As Jason flung the rest of his residuals away, Kolin would find it striking her face in strange occurrence. What would the follow-up of this be? Well it splattered across her face, hitting her eye and cheek. She closed the eye but wiped her face, soon enough licking cum from the palm of her hands. Did she actually mean she thought this was delicious? Surely this was just some aftereffect of the oath she had taken. It wasn't possible she actually enjoyed this, everything about her personality spoke to the contrary of this. But here she was, doing these things debasing herself, all for the sake of trying to experience Jason in every manner she could. That was a matter left to some deeper thoughts in her head. Moving on...

Jason was soon speaking to the lass about what she had earned given her good behavior. He was going to drink Phoenix Tears to restore his cock and he'd give her some too. Ah, but in no traditional way either. If he'd ease any of her suffering that was fine, but she'd barely noticed anything wrong with herself. She supposed that burning sensation in her side was still there, and would always be until her form changed once more. The hopes and dreams of this world were still trying their best to shatter her apart after all. But again, this was all lost upon her, it didn't matter. Instead she did as she was told, opening her mouth with her tongue hanging out. "Ahhhhh~♥" she waited then with happiness in her eyes as a long slow stream of drool fell towards her mouth. She was seemingly excited by this prospect. That wasn't her right? That wasn't actually who she was inside... but still she was doing this, accepting this man slowly spitting into her mouth like a happy baby bird being fed.

[Bloodedge]

Pursed lips continued to let saliva dribble its way onto Kolin's tongue, and Jason relished in watching it pool in her mouth. It was amazing, what Kolin had done to herself with a few simple words. Soon enough, the saliva stream came to an end. Most of Jason's fun at this point was watching this woman demean herself for his sake, and seem as if she actually enjoyed doing so. He'd always wondered what it would be like to have a pet; now he knew. Enough time would be given for Kolin to consume the wonderful drink he offered her, but after a few seconds of enjoying the view, he stepped back again. Firmness returned to his shaft; there was ample ability to proceed now. Ah, but there was an issue. For Kolin to be so excited in accepting him, she'd yet to properly set herself up for the main event. How disappointing. "Not much use to me with all that shit on, are you?" he asked. Even if she dressed incredibly provocatively for the queen of a frozen kingdom, that much would hardly do on the Argo─ nor would it suffice for Jason's plaything. "You've got some strength back, right? Tear that shit up; make it into something I can tolerate looking at. Maybe then, you can earn enough of this here happy juice to be normal again~"

[Apollymi]

Those pursed lips dropped saliva into Kolin's waiting mouth and she seemed to relish in it. She could taste him through this exchange and it was amazing. The idea of this should absolutely disgust her and she should hate it, but here and now... she was genuinely pleased. Ah, but that wouldn't last, even with his dick returned to all of its throbbing glory, now she was underprepared for the rest of their exchange. According to him she needed to rip her clothing up and make herself more presentable for this to take place, how could she do anything else but comply? "Hai!!♥" she said too excited, falling back into the speech pattern which would have originally belonged to her, one which was all but forgotten in most scenarios. Oh, she was a bit too much of herself now and still doing all these things. She should have thought this through better, as she began by removing the cape she wore over her shoulders. She pulled at all the fur and luxuriousness of the fabrics. She did it until open holes appeared and most of her flesh was exposed. She left herself with thigh highs, but removed the fur from them as well, she also lost her shoes. She was nothing if not fully aware of how to accentuate her own features. She was actually wearing undergarments but it was a mere thong... nothing worth discarding unless he wished her to. Even the corset which made up her top lost all its extra fur and the softness of the fabric was tightened enough that peaks of her nipples were spilling out of the top which was now full of rips. Everything seemed to have been changed to look more rugged. Everything now looked as if she spent her time in such a bedroom ready and willing for sex. "Is it better? Do you want me to do more?" she asked giving him a look at herself taking all the way down looking a bit wild and still utterly pleased.

[Bloodedge]

Kolin happily complied with his desires, but what was this? Her demeanor seemed a bit different than it had been previously. Was she feeling quite normal now? Oh well; it didn't matter. Whether this was herself or her subservience speaking, Jason would have what he desired, as he always would. He crossed his arms again while observing the shred of Kolin's garments. She was soon without fur, without that fancy little cape, without shoes, and without much structure to what little she had left. Still, Jason sighed. Was it better? Yes, it was. Did he want her to do more? Yes, he did. "Oh, I guess that one's my fault," he said when voicing his disappointment. "That'll work for your new wardrobe, I guess. That ain't gonna work in here though. Still no dance, still no singing, still not presentable enough to be getting that stuffing you were talking about, and still not begging."

Yet again, he sighed. Things had taken a sharp turn in Jason's mind; he wasn't pleased with this at all. Well, that wasn't quite true. He was certainly pleased with what he saw, but not the fact that it was all there was to see at the time. Yet again, Kolin was showing her obvious inexperience when it came to... well, anything but being serviced by her faithful. "You were doin' such a good job before. Don't sit there telling me this is all you've got left in ya'."

[Apollymi]

Her new outfit was both a thing liked and disliked how confusing what else did he want from her. She would have seemed cross, except she was a willing participant in this, she pouted instead trying to process what was desired of her. It was quite a factual bit of information, that Kolin or rather the person behind that face and so many others, was absolutely used to being serviced and in a few extreme cases used. But she was not at all experienced in the role of the one who needed to please. She didn't offer pleasure of herself, she didn't beg she was simply offered satisfaction which she took at her leisure. Now, someone wanted, or rather demanded more of her than she'd ever had to give before. Was that exciting? No... surely not. She didn't like this... she didn't want this. Right? Obviously what was going on here was a matter of the oath she'd given, it had nothing to do with who she was inside, it was simply bleeding through because of the oath.

He gave her instructions, if she had to earn this thing she desired she would do it, because of the oath... right? "Please Great Hero Jason♥~" the woman started, she was stripping down to nothing moving that body of hers around, showing it off as she took off more clothes. She could dance, she didn't but it wasn't something she was bad at, and she was healed enough it didn't hurt much. She turned holding her own chest presenting herself, taking away everything but the thong she wore. She moved that to the side after bending over to spread her labia for him to see. For someone who hadn't been touched, her pink hole was surprisingly wet and ready to be filled. "Please use this fuckhole for your satisfaction♥!~" she fully debased herself in this moment. She showed she was truly into this thing sexually, she really wanted to have sex with this man, though she'd been outright opposed to it initially.

[Bloodedge]

At the very least, this one wasn't boring at the end of the day. She may have struggled to figure out whether her oath compelled her, or she was simply discovering her own preference, but that didn't matter at all. Perhaps she would go on to thirst for this sort of attention─ not that Jason gave a care what happened outside of his presence. When he was around, he would have access to... apparently a decent enough show to keep him throbbing, and an interesting spread to top it all off. Jason finally moved toward the woman, deliberating within his own mind exactly what he would do next. She was bent over, presented, and clearly ready for insertion. What to do, what to do─

"Oh? You get called trash, have a meat rod shoved down your throat, and look at you─ sopping wet. I thought you said you weren't a whore," he said once the decision was made. As for his actions, he slung his arm around Kolin's fore until long fingers were able to firmly wrap around her neck. Like this, he pulled back for the sake of jerking her into something almost resembling an upright position. The vial of Phoenix Tears was placed between his teeth, freeing his other hand to snag Kolin by the hip while he inserted only his tip betwixt her folds. "Now, when has your pompous ass ever bent over and presented yourself to a man? Is that some special treatment you start giving after realizing how much of a slut you really are?"

[Apollymi]

Kolin was obviously in a very strange headspace. Did she actually enjoy this sort of treatment? Maybe a bit more than she'd like to admit. If one was being fair, she probably could have gotten away with having such preferences and them not ruining her psyche if she hadn't been acting as if she was holier than thou and only allowing herself to experience things from the perspective she thought she wanted. She wasn't a whore in her own mind. So long as she was in charge of the situation. As long as she was picky about what happened around her. As long as she didn't let some man use and abuse her... she wasn't a whore! But... right here right now in the moment, she couldn't deny enjoying how she felt while being used by Jason. That had to be a part of the oath, right? Right?!

"I wasn't!~" she said but she sounded a bit too excited. Still it was the truth as far as she was concerned she wasn't a whore at all. Those long fingers of Jason's found their way around her neck and it was such an interesting experience as she was pulled into a more upright position. She felt the tip of him just barely part her lower lips and could barely fight against the desire to push back against him. Of course she knew better than to do too much before she was told and to answer his question. "It's the special treatment I give to the Great Hero Jason. Please... please, give me your fat cock♥!~" She was practically begging her body fighting not to shift backwards with her hips in this position. She'd never assumed such a position before. She wasn't an animal, she wasn't a whore, she refused to let some man put her into such a thing. Even so... here she was allowing herself to be handled this way. She was actually begging to be penetrated, there was no longer any question about whether she enjoyed this treatment. The only question left in her, was whether or not this was organic to her original personality or if it was an aftereffect of being under such an oath.

[Bloodedge]

She wasn't a whore? No, that couldn't be right. "Liar," Jason stated, pausing his every movement and tightening his grip on her throat. "Whether you acted on it or not, a whore is a whore. It's all a lewd body like this is good for, right? Look at you... and how easy I can push my way inside you without doing a damn bit of prep~" As if to prove his point, he responded immediately to Kolin's somewhat acceptable begging. The hand on her hip firmed its grasp as well, all to hold her in place while he casually thrust his hips forward. He'd not be stopped in this progress until his tip felt another, tighter orifice deep within the first. Prodding against this newfound location would be his new goal, it seemed, while he continued to antagonize the woman. "This here? This ain't learned. You ain't gonna get like this overnight, either. I think it's about time you admitted what the whole point of you being born was." With that, he continued moving, albeit not in the form of a thrust. There were just the slightest movements of his hips, shifting his cock around within Kolin as he teased without a thought of mercy.

[Apollymi]

Jason called Kolin a liar but she wasn't. Truly she didn't do these sorts of things. Her entire body nearly convulsed as the grip on her throat tightened and this man slid his way home inside of her. How amazing! "Fuck! It's amazing♥!~" Kolin moaned as this simple thrust forward combined with the hand upon her throat seemed to do wonders for her body. Her insides throbbed as she was filled and her tongue hung out of her watering mouth. How very exquisite. This feeling was probably one of the best she'd ever had, but she'd never experienced it before. Jason's words antagonized her, they picked at the core of her being. Truly all this was due to her oath, she couldn't have liked this. She couldn't have been born for something so lewd and disgusting, right? Still the moan which escaped her was undeniable. She would have pushed her hips back but she was being held in place. Jason began moving his meaty rod about within her, causing a noise akin to whining whimpers to escape her mouth. She wanted more...she wanted it rougher, such a feeling that this didn't feel as much as she wanted it to. How did she get it? Well she couldn't demand it, that didn't work for Jason, she'd beg for it mouth open. "Please Jason♥!~ Please don't tease me. I want to feel your cock more... stir me up, please, I'm begging I want more!♥~" she wished to thrust her hips met thrusts. "Pull my hair, control my body whatever you want!♥~" she exclaimed. Yep. She was a goner. Kicking and screaming she wanted nothing more than what she was about to beg for. "Fuck this slutty body all you want. I'm a whore for the Great Hero Jason!♥~" The cries of this woman were so happy and chipper, she truly wanted this. Her mind wouldn't make it logical for her base, but she actually liked this. Wasn't that hinted at by her preferences all along? No, surely she liked her men subservient, but... she did enjoy men like Cador and ones like Lot who did things without her telling them to... what else could that be?

[Bloodedge]

"I figured it would be," Jason said, smugness exuding from his person. The continuous begging was fuel to his urges. Kolin's whorish cunt was surprisingly more satisfying than he'd previously imagined. Was it perhaps due to her newfound servile nature? Possibly, but he couldn't be very sure at all. He could at least carry on without finding himself bored over time, and that, too, was worth rewarding the harlot fixed to his rod. Said reward came in the form of thrusting. Jason wasn't one for any sort of gradual buildup, or any tact whatsoever. He was here for his own satisfaction, and the immediate roughness that came at the end of his teasing was a sign of this fact.

Oddly enough, Jason did grow tired of a slave being so... coherent. The grip of her throat during his continuous plunging, progressed in intensity as well. It almost seemed as if he intended to silence her completely with his grasp, though that was not quite true. He would adjust the tightness of those fingers whenever necessary, allowing some quantity of breath, but he would make sure any additional words were important by ensuring their difficulty. Just to make sure his grip was appropriate, he would occasionally test it by removing his hand from Kolin's hip, and instead swinging it wildly against her meaty ass. Perhaps this even served an additional purpose. Zuria's former queen was quite pale, after all; her skin could use a bit of color to it.

[Apollymi]

Kolin was rewarded, with the glorious feeling of the beginning of a proper fucking through movement on Jason's part. Yes, her earlier assumption that she'd enjoy this man had been true. Actually, without all these oaths and things she probably would have had a good time regardless. Ah, but that didn't matter anymore. She was a slave to this feeling and more was to come. It was rough, she liked it this way. But was this a new development? Probably not, but she wouldn't know she didn't allow people to be this rough with her. Plunging in and out of her body, giving her throat more squeezes this couldn't have gotten better. Except it did? Soon enough she was receiving rough slaps to her fleshy backside. That stung but she didn't hate it, though her immediate reaction was a yelp the tightening of her core which happened in response to the pain of it was something quite amazing. She had nothing to say immediately but whenever his grip tightened and she seemed to be on the verge of losing consciousness she'd rather suddenly find herself feeling a sharp stinging pain which brought her back to reality. This was far too good. She liked it far too much... she'd really never had anyone treat her like this before, and it was amazing. In fact each stroke was becoming something delicious and her body found itself right near the edge of a certain precipice. But was this alright? Did she announce it... or did she need permission. This wasn't discussed.... and it was distracting, so between gasps for breath she finally managed to ask a begging question, "Jason!♥ Can I cum? I'm so close... I wanna cum all over your amazing cock!♥~"

[Bloodedge]

Over time, Kolin seemed to be going a bit limp here and there. Each time this happened, there was an immediate yelp brought about by another slap, which managed to bring her to attention... both inside and out, apparently. He could feel himself being gripped rather firmly each time this happened, and it only furthered his effort. Clarity struck him; there was no arguing how Kolin was now. The way her body reacted was a dead giveaway, and even if it wasn't, her questioning was more than anyone could have asked for. She was developing some sense now, was she? Jason had been intending to halt her orgasm preemptively if she dared seek it without permission. Since she had the presence of mind to request it, though, he could happily oblige. "Shishishi! Good, good! Now you're getting the hang of it!" he exclaimed, snatching those long, flaxen locks to jerk Kolin's head back while he squeezed her throat once more. Directly into her ear, he'd grant her permission with a more forceful plunge into a would-be child's resting place. "Sure; I'll let you have one. Make it count~"

[Apollymi]

Kolin was having a crisis. She was saying and doing things she'd never done before, and she was enjoying them. But was this something organic to her being or was it just the oath? This was hardly something she could properly consider but her body seemed to know the answers that she didn't have for herself. Every bit of roughness made her relax, the worse she was treated the happier she responded. Truly she seemed to like being on the receiving end of such abuses. It was shameful. Not the act itself but being so servile while she maintained such a high opinion of herself. She still didn't know which one was real, but at the moment it didn't matter, Jason was all that really mattered.

And he was pleased, he laughed, and praised, seeming to enjoy the fact that she'd asked permission before seeking the climax which was so close. Each knock of his cock against her cervix practically stimulated this. It hurt, but it felt so nice. She was ashamed but her body had never felt better!! What was she supposed to do with these contradictions? Relax. Her hair was pulled her body tensed by not her own doing and then suddenly she felt the plunge of Jason even further within herself. She was to make it count, this feeling was enough to make it happen. Her entire body seized up around him. Her cries happened without a single care in this world. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming all over the Hero Jason's cock♥!~" she'd never been happier than she was in this moment. Even with her throat being squeezed, her body being penetrated to its deepest point and her hair being pulled. Never had she experienced an orgasm with this kind of power, it was thrilling... and frightening.

[Bloodedge]

Was this release satisfactory? If it was for Kolin, that was of no importance, but for Jason... he would give it a pass. The announcement of Kolin's climax was something the hero's ears could appreciate; he was even developing a tingle of his own to signal a similar occasion in the near future. Yes, it certainly helped that Kolin was finally acknowledging her position after boarding the Argo. Servitude fit her well in the end. She wasn't some queen to be worshiped and knelt before; she was a rough ore to be smelted and hammered into a proper tool for her superior's use. She'd been smelted now, so it was time for the hammering. He began by jerking the woman again, intending to throw her back-first onto the map table. With that done, he would swiftly move to snatch her by the ankles.

How far back could her legs be moved? Jason wondered, but he would find out regardless by lifting them both, no intention of stopping until Kolin's feet touched the table behind her head. He'd plunge into her anew, no longer limited to the point of prodding at her cervix, but instead fully penetrating it with every thrust. Since he was leaning over Kolin this way, the Phoenix Tears in the vial between his teeth naturally dripped down toward her face. There was more than enough in that bottle to recover the injury she'd so foolishly taken before coming here, but he was well beyond caring about the idea of her full restoration. "You're back in good graces after that stunt! As a reward, I'll upgrade you from common whore to breeding sow! Doesn't that just sound great?" he asked. There was infinite doubt that Kolin would ever say no at this point, but even if she did... nothing was going to stop the Argonaut.

[Apollymi]

Why was she like this? It didn't really matter... no. She was enjoying herself beyond anything she could ever realize. This was fun for her, maybe better than she would have realized. After being penetrated in such a way, she hardly thought anything else would ever be so nice. Was she ruined? Surely this was still just the fault of the oath. Surely she could only enjoy it this much because she was sworn to, because it was a promise on her name. Yes, that made sense... she could still be mad, still have her vengeance. Enjoying this meant nothing right? Or was it everything?

She was jerked around, thrown on the table, her legs pushed all the way back nearly behind her head, tapping the map table. And then... Jason was hammering away at her insides. Every push forward came with a plunge into her very womb. What was she supposed to do about this? The answer was... enjoy it! It was such an interesting feeling of pressure each thrust hit her in a way that sent tingles up her spine and put stars in her eyes. Apparently, she was receiving more praise. That was great, the tightening of her cunt occurred at this... every single push felt like a reward. And an upgrade? What did she do to deserve such a thing? Of course she'd do nothing but agree... she'd already signed away literally everything else. "Of... course... it sounds great, I'm the Hero Jason's breeding sow♥!~" What a disgusting sentence. And yet, she didn't hate speaking it. That had to be tied to the ridiculous oath she'd sworn. Her temper had gotten her outsmarted and in return she'd gotten this treatment. That was all... right?

[Bloodedge]

Again and again, Jason thrusted into the exposed snatch of Kolin with reckless abandon. There was a single thing he had in mind to do, and he would see it done this way. Kolin agreed, given her response. What other choice did she have? Even if she wanted to deny being a subservient whore, there was no longer a way for her to do so in Jason's presence. He could do anything he wanted, and she would even be happy about it! Was this true victory? Yes; there was none truer for the old hero. Regardless, the echoes of his pelvis slapping against the whore queen's cunt continued, even intensified, until such a time as he was ready for deposit. "That's the attitude I wanna see! Don't go losing any drops now~" he said, whether such a thing would be possible or not. Mere moments later, another lunge was made, far more intense than its predecessors. He could feel that secondary opening appearing around his tip as he let loose, pouring his spunk into Kolin's womb until it overfilled. Was he satisfied with this? No. He let this reach conclusion, and then went right back to thrusting with the same intensity. The number of times he intended to do this was not even a thing he had in mind, but he planned on ensuring this particular sow's impregnation beyond a shadow of a doubt.

[Apollymi]

There was more, and Jason seemed apt to sing more praises for Kolin. This was something she desired, more than anything she longed for this sort of attention. Whether she was simply sure of it now due to having sworn an oath or whether she was actually like this inside weren't really points of interest for her. Not at the moment, with Jason ramming her at such frequency. It seemed she couldn't say no to him in this moment and what was more... she didn't want to. He'd impregnate her? So what? "Hai♥!~ Not a drop wasted♥!~" That statement left her mouth, how disgusting. Still, that sounded like a great time and with those heavy slaps it was. One final deep plunging stroke and she felt full beyond reason. While this was something to enjoy she couldn't have stopped it if she wanted to. Her wet tongue hung out of her mouth, her face seemed askew, eyes rolled up on the back of her head... this was too much right. She had to look absolutely crazy right now. But... it felt nice. "The Hero Jason is filling me with cum♥!~ It's so warm!! It's too much I-" she couldn't go on, she couldn't say more. Why, because Jason hadn't stopped. He kept pushing further and further. He'd already finished, she knew this but still he kept going. How could she do anything but accept this treatment when it was so suited to her needs? The answer was of course, that she couldn't, it would continue for however long it was meant to.

[Bloodedge]

Numbers... were not important. Jason proceeded to deposit his load into Kolin's hole until there wasn't a question remaining that she'd been effectively 'knocked up' so to speak. In the end, thick seed was spewed all over the map table from mere overflow. His half-limp dick was left dangling over the woman's face, simply for the sake of... a cleaning. He heaved, he smirked, he even laughed in the wake of victory. Such was a hero's just desserts. "Good, good. I'll keep you~" he announced. Alas, there was so much more. He didn't require a great deal more from Kolin directly, but he assumed the people she came with were having a rather interesting time on the ship's hull while cannons and ballistae fired at the desert's local monstrosities. Jason did have many men on deck─ there were always some with nothing to do during attacks. What had become of them? Well, in addition to seeing if the lads outside were enjoying their desert trip, he did expect a little something from Kolin. "Your people are still out there. Shouldn't you be doing ruler shit?"

[Apollymi]

Numbers were indeed unimportant. This went on far longer than Kolin would have normally been alright with. But here she was pleased beyond reason. Even after being disgusted, even after being covered in Jason's cum, she didn't care. His half-limp cock hung over her face in the aftermath of this ordeal and what did she do, without question? She licked it clean. Her own tongue curling around it, Kolin seeming pleased to be doing her part here. Obviously, this was well beneath how she was truly but... Jason claimed he would keep her. What did this mean? And why... why did this beyond everything else actually make her happy? That wasn't really something to think about now was it? By the time all was done she could finally hear a bit outside, there were cannons going off. What were her people doing by now? Did she really care? The answer was... No. But she was the ruler here, she did have stuff to do... she should be giving orders right? Ugh... that was so much work.

"I guess I should. If you think I should..." she rose finally from where she had been. She supposed it was time to check on deck and see what was happening with Nerys, Lot and Leorio.

[Bloodedge]

Jason seemed as if he were having the most normal experience this world had to offer, while a queen elatedly lapped up a mix of fluids from his cock. He didn't have a single thing to complain about while this was going on, though he was interested to see what had become of Kolin's followers... especially the busty one. An earlier iteration of Kolin had attempted to offer that one up in place of herself, and he would have taken that opportunity if he wasn't hellbent on breaking the queen herself. When Kolin reacted to his mention of her acting as a ruler, Jason gave only a moment of consideration before retorting. Of course, the time he spent thinking was only due to him wondering how she thought such a question was acceptable. "Of course you fucking should! What kind of trash leader asks a question like that? No wonder you offered up the bitch with the white hair. I'll bet she's got enough of a brain over you that I would've fucked it out of her, and you'd have an edge. Get out there and do something useful, or I'll regret not throwing you to the first basilisk on the route!"

[Apollymi]

Jason's words to Kolin made her scoff. She really hated working when she'd rather be doing other things. To be honest, she wanted nothing more than to continue having sex until they made landfall, but... she couldn't trust other people to do anything of use. Well not without a certain amount of supervision anyways, which is why she was always doing things in Zuria. And while Nerys was clever she was a coward and this was something Kolin was well aware of. "She might be smart but she's still a coward... which means she makes dumb decisions..." she said with a curt nod. Of course, it wasn't as if Kolin could talk, her crazed mental state and the lack of harmony between her desires and herself usually caused her to make terrible decisions. For instance the ones which ended with her getting hit by Excalibur. "Whatever the case, I offered up Nerys to you already, Lot is good enough in a random situation and I guess Nerys is a healer and I guess a decent enough potion maker if she has the right materials. Leorio, I was planning to throw overboard at my earliest convenience though I don't think I can afford to now," she said pinching the bridge of her nose. This day had not gone as she expected, what orders did she honestly intend to give this group after basically getting sexually dominated into submission by Jason herself? She supposed his rules were the ones to consider for the duration, informing them of their new position and explaining their hierarchy on this food chain was likely what was best. It wasn't like they could argue with her about it... what were they going to do? Throw themselves overboard rather than follow through with what Kolin said? Doubtful. So she walked out on deck to see what this group was up to.

What was the busty white haired mage doing on deck? Well the answer was... being useful. Nerys by all accounts was an absolute coward, but that being said her desire to live was high enough that she'd already formulated a bit of a plan. Whether Kolin managed to get herself thrown overboard or not, Nerys was at least reasonable to keep around. She was a pretty decently high-class mage, with definite skills in healing. Right at the moment, someone who'd been injured in their first bout against a basilisk, was being healed by her. She had a hand over his open wound which she struck with force that didn't cause pain. It was instead, harmonizing it and helping it heal, and also a vial of antivenom she'd concocted in her research in the tower. "Here drink this, it should stop any dangerous poison effects and maybe don't punch a venomous creature in the mouth, because it's biting a cannon..." she mentioned haphazardly. She had no idea what Lot and Leorio were doing and to be honest she didn't care. In fact she wouldn't be surprised if the two were just standing around like lost puppies waiting for Kolin to return. 'Why did I come here exactly? I feel as if my life is in no less danger than it was before...' she questioned, wondering if she'd made the wrong choice. She held very little hope for Kolin being more than useful, hell given the state of her body and the fact that she hadn't emerged yet she figured the woman had died at some point.

[Bloodedge]

"Being a coward just makes somebody smarter. A coward wouldn't do something stupid, like walk into life-threatening danger. Your bimbo ass should learn from that," Jason said regarding Kolin, at least in relation to the one called Nerys. Some of his most valuable crewmates would be considered cowards. They occasionally showed flashes of wisdom in their fear reactions, keeping the 'braver' individuals from making rash decisions and endangering the remaining crew. Jason had no issue with cowards as a result, and such would especially be the case if said coward had other uses.

Speaking of Nerys' other uses, he would find them at work the moment he and Kolin set foot on the deck. Jason had been fully prepared to parade a nude toy of a woman around, advertising her to the Argo's crew and holding her position over the heads of her own servants... but what was this? His injured men were having their wounds tended to in a way they could not do for themselves. "Looking out for the lads, huh?" the Argonaut questioned as he stepped forward, flaccid and dangling cock still on full display as if he hadn't a care in the world. "That's some good work you're doing. Shooting for a spot on the Argo, are ya'?"

Jason addressed Nerys directly, but had no words to share with the men of Kolin's group. They were occupied elsewhere regardless. Lot had been spending his time attempting to have a new lance of decent quality fashioned from monster parts, and Leorio... well, Leorio was indeed just standing around like a lost puppy, awaiting his queen's return. Oh, the surprise that would be coming his way. . .

[Apollymi]

Kolin scoffed. Even without having ever properly spoken to Nerys, Jason seemed to think she had redeeming qualities. And by her very nature this made Kolin upset, no woman was supposed to have anything over her... it was completely unacceptable. "Cowards also don't get anything done... they hide forever thinking about the consequences..." was Kolins' retort of course, if she had an ounce of cowardice in her and a little less spite, she wouldn't have put her crew into such a strange predicament, but she was already past that. In fact she was just mad she was going to have to do actual work.

Imagine her surprise when they went aboard the deck to find that Nerys was already doing something of relative importance. What was more, Jason addressed her directly, the amount of meance coming off of Kolin was practically palpable as Nerys finally drew her eyes away from the man she was healing waiting for another to take his place. Of course imagine her surprise when she turned to her left to find Jason's cock nearby. Now... Nerys spent their original life as a man and found nothing particularly interesting about men, even in a woman's body she preferred women. So of course there was surprise when she was thinking about this in a sexual manner. Unlike Kolin she immediately backed away, a fearful reaction but fear saves. "Yeah, I'm on a ship. I can fight but, but skills with fighting are better suited to human targets. I assumed that was the trade-off being discussed... but I feel like I am wishfully thinking here..." she said rubbing the back of her neck. "I don't know if that would be a good idea. With all due respect... you have no idea how much you're killing me with that sort of kindness. I just figured the ride wasn't free..." she mentioned to Jason, cutting her eyes to Kolin. Maybe he was smart. She hoped he was smart. Smart enough to realize that Kolin didn't want to share any man she thought of in any way. That her jealousy didn't know normal boundaries. That he was literally endangering Nerys' life just by speaking to her when it was obvious that Kolin was interested in him. Though she could see why. He was really attractive... and his dick looked pretty delicious. Actually, she wondered what that would feel like in... "I feel really weird. Why do I feel really weird... what did you do?" she asked of Kolin who finally got a look of superiority. She watched Nerys begin processing feelings and though she'd never seen her assess a man before, she knew what she was doing to Jason.

Now that attention was back on Kolin, she stopped menacing the white haired young woman. A smug look crossed Kolin's face as she saw the discomfort presented by Nerys this was what she wanted for this woman always playing at being so clever. "Oh? I thought you weren't attracted to men, Nerys... I guess that won't help you, since I kind of swore on my name that myself and all of my servants would be sluts for Jason." she said as if this was the most sensible thing to have done with her time. "You... did... what?" Nerys was genuinely stunned in disbelief. This woman was really stupid. "You have the hots for Jason too now don't you? I fucking knew you were a liar... you never once made a pass at me talking about how you prefer women..." she said seeming to be completely pissed off rather suddenly. "Of course I didn't... you don't like women," Nerys stopped speaking... mostly because right at the moment, she'd almost slipped and let that sentence end 'you stupid bitch'. Such a reply actually made Kolin pause... she hadn't really considered that Nerys was respecting her own boundaries. Of course, there was also the fact that Kolin was stupid and convoluted and thus didn't fit at all any of the things that Nerys would have wanted in a woman, but that didn't need saying. If you tell Kolin someone else is better than her, then suddenly you're facing down the Executioner. Now she was trying to figure out how to deal with the idea that she rather suddenly wanted to have sex with Jason and that Kolin was apparently made jealous at some point during this whole thing.

[Bloodedge]

What was this bashful reaction? Ah, right... as Kolin said, the one called Nerys was a coward. It only made sense that such a person would shrink away when he approached, especially considering how she had to be feeling the moment her eyes met him. Of course, Kolin's jealousy was as obvious as anything could be. Did that mean he would be privy to what Nerys was trying to imply? Well, he certainly was... but 'did he care' would be a better question to ask. "We did have a nice, friendly chat, me and this thing here," he said regarding Kolin. There was an exchange discussed indeed, but the conclusion reached was... not quite related to the original topic. "If I'm gonna kill you, it ain't gonna be with kindness," he added. No, he wouldn't be saving the mage from Kolin's wrath in this conversation. An angry whore was no concern of his; all members of Kolin's group were his playthings until he drew his last breath. They could do nothing but behave if he merely dangled his cock over them and spoke the words, if he so desired.

Nerys expressed a strange sensation occurring within her. Jason knew what this was, of course, but it was Kolin's place as a ruler to explain. Ah, it was even funnier the second time it came up. She had truly resigned all who served her to be his personal playthings when anywhere near him, leaving him capable to take advantage of the situation even now. Jason couldn't even resist laughing aloud when clarity struck the mage. "Surprised? I get it. You probably figured it was just your natural urges taking over at the sight of a rod like mine. That happens. Oh, and it's not a free ride. Nobody gets to be on the Argo while it's moving, unless they're putting something on the table. Not just anything, either. I only take big offerings."

[Apollymi]

Nerys couldn't help but look at Kolin with absolute horror filling her face. This stupid, stupid woman... really never considered that anyone might actually be looking out for her. Had the gall to decide to sign everyone up to be whores for Jason, but somehow also had the absolute audacity to be jealous that someone else was interacting with him. How did it make it sense? "Make it make sense..." this was an utterance that fell from the mouth of Nerys unwillingly. Of course, Jason didn't seem too keen on saving her from potential torment. That was fine, she supposed expecting a perfect strangers help with such matters wasn't really alright. Because Nerys had spent their previous life as a perfectly normal human boy, he knew full well that kindness from strangers was supposed to be rare. "Whatever!" snapped Kolin seeming to have become upset again. "I basically told him he could have you, before all of that anyways... I figured you were just lying about not liking men to try and get one of mine," Kolin stated as if this was a normal line of thought. "What part of... I spent my first and formative life as a fucking man don't you get?! I was a man. I have man thoughts... I fucking made this body because I wanted to look at it all day... I... and let me be very specific about this... am not at all interested in taking a dick..." said Nerys with so much force it felt like it would snap her in two. "Well, you don't really have much choice in the matter. You'll do what he wants when he's in your presence... because that's what I promised him, and you'll be a slut for him because that's what I promised him," she mentioned as if this was a perfectly logical thing to do.

"So, let me get this completely straight. You... decided to swear to someone that everyone that works for you is their personal slut whenever they are near them. No limits... And you think it's perfectly fine to magically change someone else's sexuality. Not even thinking about what would happen if you say... had to share the man you are obviously interested in... with another man? Or you know, if your men, who are all about you... are suddenly all about him instead? That cover this bout of bad decision making? Right up there with... putting a sorceress you didn't understand in Anti-magic and having all of your men suddenly desire her more than you... and you did this on purpose again with a man this time? Right up there, with trying to face tank a hit from Excalibur in the form of a Diamond with a huge fucking flaw? You're on a roll today." Nerys said looking at the woman in front of her. Obviously, Kolin never considered any of that... it didn't matter to her because she was getting what she wanted. Besides, what kind of man would choose to have sex with another man? While Kolin thought it over... Nerys returned her attention to Jason. "I knew it wasn't that, I am mage, I know when magical effects are active. I spend all my spare time working on such things, so I have a pretty reasonable understanding of bodies, and other such things. That applies to magical creatures as well, so I can pretty quickly strategize around take downs of complex things or avoidance if they are outside of range. You know if I am actually asked a bit before something is done... like most people do with people with those kinds of skills. It's an additional way to help keep the crew up and lessen lives lost. I can also develop useful items from monster parts... I am reasonably proficient," mentioned Nerys. "I thought I'd mention because I was probably introduced with something like, oh she's just a coward and a healer..." she said, managing not to sound as upset as she was about this potential. All the while she decided she was quite done with Kolin. If she spoke to that woman too much longer she might end up having to fight her.... though with her retaining that injury to her body, she could probably finish the job of breaking her apart if she tried anything too hasty. Unlike Kolin, Nerys knew where her skills were, she knew what kind of use she could actually be, and while her body was made for ogling she could get by with actual skill and would prefer it if it was possible.

[Bloodedge]

As fate would see it, there was a hefty disagreement between Kolin and her servant. Nerys was correct; Kolin did make the most foolish decision in offering her underlings to him by oath. He couldn't help noticing, though, that she was also leaving out one very important detail. Never did she specify that she, too, had become an object for his use. Perhaps it was obvious due to the physical state she was in presently, or perhaps that was merely something expected of the woman by now. No matter. This one named Nerys unveiled her identity as one of the male persuasion in her previous life. Jason didn't care one bit about this; her present state was all that mattered to him. Besides... he was a bit flexible from time to time, anyway. Preferences aside, a hole would always be a hole. "Is this little chit-chat going somewhere? I'm pretty sure somebody should be attached to my leg by now, and that ain't happening yet," he griped.

Among the things spoken between Kolin and Nerys, there was a list of purposes from the latter, shared with Jason. He'd already seen some of her usefulness, but now that he had a more in-depth explanation, he could almost see her as an invaluable asset. His crew could thrive, even be greater than ever before! Jason had already decided that Kolin, while she would be reasonable to keep aboard the Argo as a slave to his will, was best utilized in her kingdom of prostitutes. Nerys, however─ perhaps she had a far greater purpose indeed. She could always be the one to remain aboard while Kolin continued to feed his desire from afar. "Guess you're not just some bimbo who used to have a dick then, huh? How about you do something about turning the cabin into a place me and my new pets can have some real fun in?"

[Apollymi]

Jason may not have cared about the argument between Kolin and Nerys but Nerys was still quite furious. Whatever the case, Nerys went on to explain her real skills and talents to Jason hoping he'd decide to do something else besides shove his dick into her. Of course, Kolin wouldn't have thought of using anything besides either force or seduction to get across this desert. It was a wonder she actually got anything done given that fact, but right now there seemed to be an out for Nerys, all while Kolin scoffed. "You should just accept it, seems like a lot of extra work for something not really satisfying..." Kolin said of the apparent work that Nerys was willing to do. Nerys couldn't help herself when she began speaking because this statement was completely moronic. "Not everyone is afraid of work, I know you don't get that because you've obviously had those tits all your life... but some of us actually enjoy feeling accomplished. Besides, I am a gold-star lesbian, and though I wouldn't die for that honor, I'd still rather do what I wish not being date-raped by someone else's stupidity."

Another scoff, Kolin had no idea what this woman was always going on about. Work if you didn't have to? Was she sure she started off her life in this world as a woman? With tits like those she never had to do a thing. Literally any and all would have given her whatever she wanted... she was doing too much. Whatever the case, Nerys listened to what Jason wanted and gave a gentle nod. "I'll take care of it... do you have any specifics you wish for the space or would you like me to surprise you?" Nerys asked of Jason. Obviously having been a man at one point she could think of several things to include in such a room for sexual pleasure, but if he had any particular or special preferences she supposed she should take care of those and build the rest of the room around it. She also had a theme in mind, but those kinds of things were to be modified by preference.

[Bloodedge]

Was their conversation not done? These women were so bothersome to one another, Jason wondered how one came to be in service of the other originally. No matter the situation between them, Jason took the time of their little spat to appraise Nerys' physique. He found himself understanding the former male's transition; he would have chosen something worth viewing from the outside as well, had he been in such a situation as what brought those otherworlders here. What a shame. If Nerys had the foresight of becoming the form they created, one would wonder if that decision would have ever been made. Surely men far and wide were content to flock around the woman... but ah, that didn't matter at all. Jason could now freely consider the benefits of this woman, formerly a man with a man's sense of pleasure, being around. The conclusion he reached was titillating.

The captain's cabin would be taken care of as Jason desired, with further questioning as to his specifications. Jason himself was an enjoyer of a great many things, but the offer of a surprise was one he could hardly turn down. What would one of his slaves do for his pleasure? This was a recurring question in the Argonaut's head, though it was joined by general annoyance. "Tough choice. I like surprises, but I hate being let down. And look─ you're both letting me down right now. I'm getting pretty dry out here in all this sand. You, magic tramp─ give me an example of what you want to set up for me to use this," he said, taking hold of his shaft and casually swinging it about as a gesture of reference. With that said, his eyes cut toward Kolin. "And you. You're standing too damn close to me, for you to still be so high off the floor."

[Apollymi]

Apparently Jason had a problem with how long the conversation took between Kolin and Nerys but it was pretty much done. The two having a conversation could only go on for so long before it turned into something like a fist fight anyways. Whatever the case, it seemed a straight surprise wasn't really something that interested the captain of the Argo. No, instead he wanted a potential rundown of features that Nerys thought to include. All the while he waved around his junk. Nerys found herself looking again but managed to talk through it regardless, even as Kolin dropped to her knees before the man. She truly was content to let such orders have control over her. Why was she even bothering with everything else then? She watched for a few seconds as the blonde opened her mouth to begin paying lip service to the captain of the ship, all while seeming really enthused because in the moment she'd been chosen. 'Stupid cow.' these were the thoughts of one such as Nerys but yet her eyes hadn't moved.

"Probably something a bit classic, definitely the orgy-sized bed. Mirrored walls and ceilings, and soft lighting. Chain set-ups for your..." Nerys eyes wandered to Kolin as she tried to decide if she was going to call her a cow or not aloud. "That." she said thinking about it a bit more. "Ah... probably a stripper pole too... can't go wrong with a stripper pole. Whatever methods of restraints you may enjoy. And definitely one of those swings so you can position to your liking..." she explained of the general outlook. Of course there was the matter of décor but all of that was pretty easily solved by the man's own look. "Dark marble for floors and the fireplace... nice thick animal skin rugs for general use and probably some nice dark bedding. A warm water pool... well more like a giant bath... I can fit one of those as well," Nerys explained the general concept and quite liked it herself. There was enough around that one could dominate, be dominated, use different things for different moods, be a voyeur if they wished and even catch a nice dance if they wanted to. Actually, if Nerys was being honest, as a woman she quite enjoyed the stripper pole, mostly because it gave her many angles to view her own body, which she still enjoyed doing... even in this world. "Do those options... suit you?" Nerys asked, of course asking for such clarification was likely associated with the fact that she hadn't actually managed to take her eyes away from this man at all... but such was part of the problem with what Kolin had sworn. She'd also had to concentrate very hard on her speech to avoid telling on herself too much during this conversation, how strange she felt like her words could be used against her in this case.

[Bloodedge]

Without so much as another word, Kolin kneeled to begin servicing the Argonaut. Good for her. Even as his cock expanded within the confines of Kolin's mouth, however, Jason didn't seem to be paying her any mind directly. He had already gone through the very necessary steps with her, and was now mentally moving forward to other conquests such as the fitting of his cabin, and apparently of a man who became a buxom woman when coming to this world. He saw the motionlessness of the mage's eyes, and could almost feel the world holding Kolin's vow in place. Regardless of desires that were obviously growing, Nerys spoke of interesting things... and foreign things. What in the world was a stripper pole? The Argonaut had never heard of such a thing, and the leaps his mind made were strange indeed. Surely it had to be some useful contraption; everything else Nerys brought up was very useful-sounding. All things suited his taste marvelously, even though he was very wrong about the purpose of a... stripper pole─ whatever the hell that was.

"Well, I'm guessing it definitely pleases you," he said cheekily, assuming these were all additions Nerys enjoyed thoroughly. One could trust a man, even in a woman's body, to be capable of knowing a man's desire. Such was one of many reasons Jason thought this one would be a new level of fun. "It all sounds like decent ways to keep you sows occupied. And, what, this pole thing stuffs your snatches while you dance for me? Is that what you plan on doing? Or do you ride it to give me a show of what I'll be getting after?"

[Apollymi]

Nerys watched Kolin and found herself trying very hard to keep her mind from wandering too far off the task at hand. Only Kolin would think that doing something like this to other people would be anywhere near useful. Gods forbid someone decide now is the time to kill them, while they're overcome with lust and unable to concentrate. A casual nod came from Nerys, the things she mentioned for the room were all things she would have enjoyed in a room of equivalent use. She even had a stripper pole of her own within her enchanted tower room. But... ah, Jason was a little wrong on its functionality. Ah, well she supposed such things as the ones he was looking for were indeed possible though not in the way he so phrased it. "The stripper pole itself doesn't go inside of anyone. It is more or less a prop, you dance on it, and because of how it is placed, it is possible to be seen from various different angles in various different stages and style of dress. And yes I have one in my personal workshop but that is because looking at my own body while I am thinking helps inspire me..." she said with a casual shrug. "Though the types of devices you are talking about were common before... I haven't heard of anyone getting the proper mechanical inclinations together to make that happen here. Though I could make the analog kind, if that's something you'd like me to add in..." said Nerys, she was speaking of course of the difference between vibrators and dildos. Not that Nerys had interest in these things originally aside from using them on people and maybe seeing them used in specific contexts. As for them riding something in the idea of a mechanical bull came to mind... maybe she could whip up something like that, magically... Jason would like that sort of thing right? She'd like showing him herself on that sort of thing.

Nerys' face flushed. She hated it. Why, why was she thinking like that? She wouldn't have minded her fellow man using her as material... though she didn't like the idea of taking a dick into her own body, that didn't mean she didn't understand still what it was like to have one. Ugh, all of this was so convoluted, why was Kolin so big on dismissing other people's preferences? By virtue of what she'd already said, Nerys was basically a virgin outside of her dealings with women which included nothing of penetrative value beyond fingers. Why was she now subject to something as weird as the desire for a certain blonde man's penis and making him happy? Why was this woman's problems made into ones which Nerys had to deal with. All the while Kolin was moving her head along this man's shaft vying for his attention she didn't like being ignored in the moment, she was right here... why wasn't he paying attention to her? Why was this conversation with Nerys more important than the fact that she literally had his cock in her mouth?!

[Bloodedge]

"You dance on it? That's what I said," Jason replied, still not getting the picture. When he visualized whatever a stripper pole was, it was merely the length of a staff at the absolute maximum; he couldn't possibly see it as something that spaced the floor and ceiling. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he decided it was best to see for himself how it functioned. Dancing on a pole had a very different meaning in the Argonaut's mind, but it would be far from the first time he learned something new in recent decades. "I've got no idea how that shit's supposed to work. Whatever. What about this other thing you're talking about? Sounds like you should make whatever that is first. Shape it like me, even. I wanna see what it's like when I stuff you bitches, even when I'm not doin' it," he said, thinking well beyond even that. What if these devices were used in conjunction with Jason himself? He could bypass the fact that there was only one of him! It was such a marvelous sight in his mind, doing wonders for his imagination and growing erection.

Oh. Speaking of his erection, there was warmth being applied to it presently, wasn't there? Right. In his excitement over future debauchery, he'd forgotten Kolin even started servicing him. He should probably be paying attention to that, but no, there were far more important things on the agenda. She was pleasuring him as she should, and that was what mattered. His discussion with Nerys would continue in spite of the blowjob Kolin offered. "You're fit to help this one show off what that kind of shit does, right?"

[Apollymi]

"Not the way you imply... Strange though, I wonder how different the places we are from are that you don't seem to know what one is. I feel like you'd enjoy it more than most people I've come across," Nerys said as a moment of observation. Obviously, any man willing to get fellated in front of everyone and indulge in a woman like Kolin regardless of her lack of cleverness and take claim of the bodies of all of her followers even knowing a great number of them were men, had to... live a bit more freely than most. If not for the idea that all people who are in this world were coming from their home world, Nerys might have figured this man was just an ancient relic from a time period where sexuality wasn't quite as rigid as it had been when they'd lived their original lives. What was more, the other things Nerys was talking about seemed to have more of Jason's attention. She felt a strange desire to please, to even be praised for doing so. That being said when he claimed that she should make the item she was thinking of at the end first, she immediately began work.

Item Construction combined with the Divine Body of Knowledge meant she could recreate things to the exact specifications of any body she studied. Why had she never done this before, because she wasn't interested in anything resembling a penis before. But at the moment, because of the ungodly urges forced onto her by this ridiculous oath she'd not been able to take her eyes off Jason. She had an exact understanding of his cock. The length, size, girth everything just by watching it travel in and out of Kolin's mouth. Strange Nerys was pretty sure he didn't have this sort of knowledge about the one originally attached to his body. But right just now, magic began building in the manner she thought of. This world wasn't so different from their own, everything made there, could be made here with a few minor alterations so long as she understood it. And she understood this very well... a dildo was created within a few seconds of her thought process in her open hand. Though she would have preferred some time to think it over in a laboratory setting... this would do for a general understanding. "This... this is what I mean..." she said holding what seemed to be an exact replica of Jason's cock with enough consistency to move like one which was made of flesh without the skin and blood. "I am bothered by what I am willing to go through for someone I didn't have a natural attraction to... but," there was a slight pause from Nerys. "If things like this are what you wish, I can't really say no. I feel I should make you happy... and it will make me happy. Though admittedly nothing of the sort has ever entered my body..." she stated understanding exactly what such an order meant. At this moment Kolin gave a great pause, this was something she didn't expect. "You're a virgin Nerys?!" She asked. In the traditional sense of the word, yes, Nerys was a virgin... and Kolin had known that before some terrible tragedy would have befallen the lass. "In the sense that I have never been penetrated by anything other than fingers... yes. I thought this was implied by my liking women exclusively," Nerys answered this strange inquiry which made Kolin immediately go back to work... she couldn't be shown up by some random virgin, right? "Would you like me to go set up now?" Nerys asked as if she needed permission, she wouldn't leave if there was more to discuss. All while Kolin smiled having broken down the woman quite a bit. Even though she claimed not to like men, she'd have to like Jason, then she could question herself the same way Kolin was forced to consider her own mental instabilities, which was partly what she wanted, someone to suffer the way she suffered.

[Bloodedge]

"I've been on this ship for centuries. Whatever you're talking about, I never heard of it. If you think I'll enjoy it though, I guess I'll have a little faith. It's your job to make sure I'm having a good time after all... ain't it?" he asked, seeming content to prod at the mental state of this former male specimen. Her resistance had been impressive thus far; Jason previously expected the women to let their argument extend to being a battle for his shaft. He'd been hoping to see such a thing, but he was sure there would be decent enough matches in the kingdom ahead─ he could have that experience eventually. Besides, how could he complain? There were two new types of tools that would be exciting to make use of, and Nerys was already in the process of designing one with her abilities.

The status of Nerys' virginity was made clear by her insistence upon preferring women. Even so, Kolin was apparently enough of a bimbo to question it after hearing more direct words. Jason thought to sneer at the flaxen woman and demand that she get back to work, but she returned quickly enough that he didn't have the time. As such, he only sighed. The tool Nerys created was the strangest concept for sexual pleasure Jason had ever seen, yet it did look remarkably like his own 'tool' in a manner of speaking. Wide-eyed, Jason whistled. "Not bad. I didn't realize it was that thick from the angle I've usually got," he commented. Oh, the things he would do with something like that. "Yeah yeah, fix the cabin up whenever. I guess this thing here will do in the meantime, unless you really want the great Jason to come watch you work. Oh... but you've got yourself a stand-in for me on hand, huh?"

[Apollymi]

"Centuries? Huh... that's going to make this extra interesting for you. I'll make sure to give it the highest consideration. To be fair... a bard would be good for this sort of thing, but one step at a time..." Nerys said, she was still just thinking of ways to make Jason happy. Though she was resisting the outright sexual call of his nature at the moment by talking about it. She wouldn't have been able to deny the way her thoughts were working were aligned to that stupid, stupid oath made by Kolin. Nerys right now considered that if Jason wanted to sleep with her, it wouldn't be so bad if he was the only man she felt compelled to sleep with, she wasn't a stupid cow or anything. It could potentially be an experience... an experiment even in the interests of the female body she'd been inhabiting for the last half-century.

Strangely enough, Nerys found herself satisfied by Jason's reaction to her work. What an interesting tingling sensation she found welling in her loins from something as simple as acknowledgement that she'd gotten his proportions right in for this 'tool' she'd created. Yep, that was confirmation enough that Nerys was indeed as locked into this crap oath as Kolin herself was. Speaking of the blonde, she'd gone back to work on the man's cock like she thought for a moment she'd lose him to the wittier conversation provided by Nerys. Nerys herself knew the truth of this as she used to be a man, sometimes, it was just as interesting to chase something that wasn't obviously interested back. New conquests and all of that... though she wouldn't have picked to make herself prey, doing it this way would allow her to keep more of herself than throwing herself over to the world's sworn oath. "Thick is definitely how I'd describe it... I'm a bit scared to be honest," Nerys said, she was in fact... still a coward. There was no getting around that. Having made the tool she was quite frightened of it and how it would fit within her body. Yes, bodies were made to stretch in certain instances, but having never been on the receiving end of such stretching it didn't seem like the sort of thing she should be trying first. Why weren't there gradual sizes of these sorts of things... why did men come in such terrifying proportions? It made her wonder if she'd once been equally off-putting. "Stripper pole is a bit more my starting speed. I'll get to work then," she said, but her words were forced a bit more than she'd like to end this statement. "And if the Great Captain Jason wishes to join me before I'm completely finished... I couldn't at all regret the company~" Nerys blushed and turned to walk away with swiftness, still holding that dildo. Yep, that was definitely not something she would have said of her own accord. Such words earned her an ireful glare from Kolin, which was almost comical considering she currently had a huge dick within her mouth.

[Bloodedge]

"Bard? We don't need some singing fop. The boys'll sing a shanty better than any crew I ever had," Jason announced, provoking the cheers of nearby, unoccupied crewmen. Of course, he also had no idea why Nerys even suggested a bard. Having no knowledge of stripper poles, he was also not privy to the existence of strip clubs, music for strippers' dances, etcetera. Not bothering to consider it much, he looked down to Kolin at last. Had her efforts intensified? Well, if all it took to make that happen was a reason for jealousy, perhaps he'd have to keep that in mind. Alas, his attention to Nerys was never truly lost. Her fear of the unusual object in her hand warranted a chuckle from the Argonaut. "Scared of this, huh? I don't blame you. Scared or not, though... you'll like it."

As if Jason wasn't certain enough already, Nerys essentially left an open invitation in her parting moments. The Argonaut laughed, but ceased this action with haste when he realized... something was amiss with Kolin's work below his beltline. His expression turned sour, and he reached out to palm the back of her head. If she was going to let herself be distracted by something so trivial, her punishment would be a force-gagging, held at the base of his shaft while it throbbed in her throat. He didn't intend to release this hold until he felt the natural withdrawal of Kolin that would remove her from his package if unimpeded. "Huh? The hell do you think you're doin'? It ain't nice to be paying attention to other shit when master needs attention, is it?"

[Apollymi]

According to Jason they didn't need a singing fop, but he didn't really yet understand the goodness of strippers. Maybe if he saw he would understand and he could be made happy. Even if it wasn't a whole fop, he could probably at least do with some sort of musician. Ah, but that was another thought about Jason's happiness not organic to Nerys being. It was becoming more and more obvious over time that she would fall to this whim. She thought she'd held out admirably, and getting away from him to go to the Captain's Quarters and do her work would help... But in the end, this would happen and she would accept it to avoid making it a bad experience for herself, because she was a coward. "If you say so..." was the last word given by Nerys, she was still blushing. She didn't think she'd actually like this at all, but giving it a fair shake was about the best she could manage. Right at present upon reaching the Captain's Quarters she invoked one of her magical abilities. She created the Enchanted Tower Workshop and began to reform the room around herself with the extra magical abilities she had. Everything she understood by her Knowledge skill and her Item Creation skill was used to begin work here. Making a stage at the front of the room with a long metal pole mounted from floor to ceiling. The surrounding mirrors which gave everyone in the room a full view of what was going on up front. Also, mirrors all across the ceiling and down to about half way up the wall. To the far left, she created a deep marble tub, enhancing it with magic to convert sand into pure water from the lower part of the boat and heat it to a certain extent. The entire floor was turned into black marble and fur rugs began to appear at various places along with pillows for comfort and use in arrangement of body parts.

An extra large four post bed was created, mounted all the way to the ceiling as well. Each of the posts would have attached multiple lengths of chains for various positioning. On the right side of the room in the depths of the space, a large fireplace, more soft rugs and pillows for bodies on the floor as well as a collar setup chained directly in. Oh... and one couldn't forget the sex swing which could be used for various positions. This room became as much of a pleasure palace as any one individual could have Nerys liked this room quite a bit by the time she it all started coming together. At the very end she made a few more dildos and other such items, including ball gags and cuffs. Oh and soft lighting, one couldn't forget the soft lighting. She wasn't really sure what Jason was into, but she figured she could cover the basics of any random internet search to keep everything good for herself and the others who would end up forced here because of Kolin's dumb oath. At the end, this room would look like a small pleasure palace with... a stage for the stripper pole.

Ah, but what was happening on deck while Nerys worked on the room Kolin got what she deserved. Her bad behavior which distracted her from her work on Jason's groin was rebuffed with force choking. He held the back of her head and she found herself gagging on meat forced down her throat too quickly. She hadn't meant to get distracted but she was annoyed by the idea that Nerys seemed like a school girl getting a hot date instead of like a scared wimp. She didn't want her to be happy about having sex with a man if she didn't like them, she wanted her fearful and wrecked. Yes, it was completely unreasonable, but... why should she get to be happy when it was costing Kolin something that made her happy? She pulled back from this coughing over and over while rubbing her throat. "Of course it isn't. I wasn't that distracted... forgive me, please Jason?" Kolin asked as politely as she probably should have been speaking to him when she first boarded his ship.

[Bloodedge]

Jason should have just followed the white-haired mage into the cabin. He should have sought further entertainment, something new and exciting, but no─ he stayed behind to deal with this. Had she not gotten the point from mere minutes ago? At least the coughing slut had the presence of mind to kindly request his forgiveness for such a slight, but that wasn't nearly enough. She needed to know her place, and there were oh so many ways for Jason to teach her what it was. "Forgive you?" he asked rhetorically, leaning forward and raising his palm against her chin. Fingers clasped, Jason's thumb pressing its way firmly into one cheek while his forefinger indented the other as if to force the puckering of Kolin's lips. Like this, he would stare daggers into that lowly whore's face. "You don't get to ask me for forgiveness after all the shit I've put up with so far from you. You can only beg for punishment, and you might be lucky enough to get it. Get that through your thick head, bitch, and learn a better way to treat your new master. You don't get to argue either, got me? Now try again."

Interestingly enough, Leorio was becoming privy to what was going on here. Yes, he finally had his eyes on Kolin again... but what was this? Why was his queen without clothes, kneeling before another man while that man grabbed her face so aggressively? How─ how was she positioned before his erection as if she were meant to have it in her mouth? No, it couldn't be... but it certainly was. Her mouth and his cock were both drenched, and the way her chest rose and fell─ she had been pleasuring him! Surely there was no other explanation for the current scene, but why was it not him?! This Argonaut had the King of Zuria's ire on reserve, and Leorio would actually begin his approach. Luckily for him, he was outside of Jason's field of vision. He was not, however, beyond Kolin's line of sight while he approached.

[Apollymi]

Jason apparently wasn't in the mood to simply accept Kolin's apology. This was upsetting. In fact, in the moment her face was being squeezed tightly. Her lips were pursed and she seemed to be just barely able to move her lips. Right now, she was being stared at like she'd wronged him in the worst possible way. And he in turn was telling her what to do, and how it should be done. Was it bad that this treatment in the moment turned her on more than anything else? Her eyes widened slightly, she seemed to have eyes only for the man before her, even so, she saw the approach of Leorio in the corner of her eye. He'd better not interrupt or maybe he was just wanting to please Jason too? "Yes, Hero Jason, whatever you want♥~" she started seeming to know she was being watched by Leorio she wondered what he had in mind. "I'm sorry Hero Jason, for failing to please you. I got distracted. I beg you punish me for my disrespect!♥~" She begged for punishments now? Who did that? Well apparently she did now, with that oath in place she wasn't really able to stop herself from doing such things to the man before her. What was more, she was more than content to take such a punishment as well. How strange, she didn't actually like being treated badly, she was Queen... Goddess here to be worshipped, but here she was... kneeling before the Hero Jason, with his cock before her, begging for punishment because she'd dared to be distracted by that whore Nerys' flirtation with Jason in the moments before this.

[Bloodedge]

Yes, whatever he wanted indeed. There was no other way for some floozy to behave after failing at the one thing she was good for. When Kolin finally begged for punishment, Jason grinned and made use of her blabbering mouth with a simple movement of his thumb. Away from her cheek it went, sliding its way into the queen's still-open mouth and pressing against her tongue. The remainder of his hand continued to hold her chin, and as he moved to pull her mouth into a more open position like this...

Leorio arrived. The boy-king was aghast, his mind blown beyond reason. His queen was begging. She may as well have prostrated herself before this lowly, muscular... strangely appealing brute of a pirate. After all Leorio himself had done, where was his praise? It was he who saved her from death. He chauffeured her from Zuria to the Argo. He did all she could have wanted of him! Time and time again, he'd watched her acknowledge the knights for their deeds, and now she was behaving in a servile nature for some pirate! When would his time actually come? "Kolin─" he said in the most annoyingly tentative manner, distracting Jason from whatever he'd been prepared to do. As with Nerys, it seemed he wasn't immediately taken in by Kolin's oath, at least not fully. Perhaps it was a matter of being a man, or perhaps it had to do with his current mental state. His desire for the queen had always overpowered everything else, after all. "It should be me, right, my darling queen? I... I carried you from that old dirt hole of a kingdom, here, so we can reach our new home. Is this... practice?" Of course, that had to be it. Her behavior toward Jason was so out of character for what he knew of Kolin, it could only be her trying to perfect the act for the day Leorio's time finally came. Ah, how she cared for him. Bedding knights and now strange pirates, keeping him on the straight and narrow when he made mistakes─ all was for the sake of improving their first experience together.

Well... Jason wouldn't have believed any of that if he were told by Kolin herself. Now, he could only wonder why some caitiff of a king had the nerve to interrupt his good time. He would speak, but not to Leorio. No, the only words he had currently were for Kolin. "H'oh? Is that kid your husband?"

[Apollymi]

Ah, yes... whatever he wanted. Kolin had her mouth opened. What was he going to do to her? Was he going to shove that delicious cock right back in her mouth? Did he plan to tease her a bit first? There was nothing but curiosity and anticipation in the woman on her knees. She was smitten already and she wanted to know what was going to happen to her, how was she going to be punished? The answer to that question was surprisingly enough, by the universe... through a question posed by Leorio. Of course he couldn't keep his mouth shut. Of course, he had to go and speak to her now... and of course he had to manage to sound like a whiny child while doing it. Kolin's eyes didn't move from where they were locked on bouncing between Jason's dick and his own eyes. Even though she'd heard the question posed by Leorio she also had no intention of answering him first. He knew better, he'd get what she gave him, and not a moment before she decided to do so.... It was like being on this boat wiped everyone's memory. Or maybe that was her own fault with the oaths and whatnot? "That boy was the King of Zuria. But husband implies a relationship we didn't have. I needed someone with a claim to the throne, I could control and he was it. He played that part, and helped fund my kingdom while letting me run Zuria into the ground..." she commented absently about the boy. His pitiful state was annoying to her, she couldn't even bring herself to look his way right now because she'd be reminded of how very servile he was.

"It isn't practice, I swore an oath to Jason for myself and all who pledge themselves to me. Any of mine who lay eyes on him will want to serve him as I do, like a happy slut..." she said as if it was the most common bit of news she'd ever deliver. "It shouldn't be you... in fact it will never be you. You did as you were told, but you were going to do that anyways..." she stated. "Also, if you hadn't noticed, Zuria is no longer a Kingdom you own. And you definitely aren't going to be my king ever... I wouldn't answer to you. You answer to me, so either do something useful or serve Hero Jason~" she chimed that last bit. Still one to wreck people and make them question their place she had nothing but biting commentary for the lad. Even as she destroyed every dream he had, mostly because he dared to have them while reminding her of how servile he was. "And I am pretty sure I made that perfectly clear already, but just in case. You belong to me, but don't inject yourself into positions you didn't earn." Kolin sounded like an adult ruining Christmas for an innocent child. Even so, she was quite right, she'd never actually told him she would make him King in her Kingdom. She'd simply told him about her other Kingdom... and he'd drawn all the conclusions about his prolonged employment from that point forward.

[Bloodedge]

The words Kolin said, didn't make an ounce of sense to Leorio. What could she have meant? Had she been brainwashed some time during her trip to the pirate's office, or wherever she'd truly gone? Yes, that had to be it! As king, it should be his duty to save his beloved from that mad, strong, chiseled... sand pirate. "You swore an oath? He's enchanted you!" the boy king yelled. He couldn't bring himself to assault Jason, for whatever reason. Something about looking at that man compelled him to do something... different. Whatever the case, he had to find a way to get his wife back before she was further violated by that libidinous, dashing man. The poor lad even tried to make a move at some point, but Jason locked eyes with him and spoke. "Oi. Shut up and sit down," he said, giving an order that Leorio could only obey. The younger male sat on his rear, eyes and mouth agape in awe. Grinning, Jason returned his gaze where it belonged─ to Kolin.

"Disrespectful little king, isn't he? Good thing you don't answer to that. As long as you answer to me, whatever," the blonde chimed. Options were still aplenty, and Jason was finding himself rather indecisive. He was thirsting for the next meeting with that mage, but perhaps he could find a reason to reinvigorate himself first? Ah, the struggle of choosing things. "Maybe your punishment should be giving a goodbye suck to your old king's willy. Or... should I have him watch while the boys have a go at you? Maybe... I could make you share your next drink with him, but that one's not much of a punishment. Hmm, I dunno. What do you think I should do here before I check out my new cabin?" he asked, casually rubbing the print of his thumb around atop Kolin's tongue.

[Apollymi]

She did swear an oath, but she wasn't exactly enchanted. Kolin actually enjoyed the attention she got from Jason, as such she found her behavior around him to be acceptable. Even so, she didn't really want to share that attention. Bu she'd already sworn it so, she couldn't take it back. Now, instead she saw that Jason had just as much power over Leorio as Kolin did herself. The lad sat down easily just like he did whenever she told him to, and then Kolin got to listen as Jason cycled through ideas of how to punish her. His thumb was rolling over her tongue and she couldn't help but look panicked as he mentioned the idea of her doing anything sexual to Leorio. She'd already seen what he had to work with... she'd touched it at least once before... she had no desire to actually do anything with his... well manhood was an overstatement of the object. The idea of being taken by multiple men while Leorio watched wasn't really new enough and wouldn't count as much of a punishment either, especially not given that she'd made him lick up Lot's semen from her cunt already. Hm, that last one also didn't work for similar reasons. "The Hero Jason can do what he likes before he seeks his pleasure elsewhere, but at least those last two things wouldn't be much of a punishment since I already used those methods myself. And though I need to be punished that first one would truly only be a punishment to me..." she said with her eyes going slightly downcast. This amount of deference was definitely not innately part of Kolin, nor would she have told the whole truth on these matters of her own accord. That was definitely part of the oath. What was more she knew Leorio was sitting there like a good little puppy waiting for instructions and he wouldn't actually ever do any good at providing anyone anything because he had nothing to work with and no skill to offer. She'd turned him into a cuck to get any real entertainment out of him.

While the deck became a spectacle of debauchery, Jason's Quarters became more of a den of similar uses. Of course, being designed by Nerys it came to possess several items that Nerys would find use for without hesitation. Like the shelves over the bed which contained bottles of lubricant. Why? Because she was sure that Jason didn't seem the romantic type and the size of that dildo scared her to death... she couldn't imagine having that shoved into her body with no preparation. Even with the effect of the oath in place, she didn't like pain. She was a coward through and through beyond that she figured she wasn't to be the only one experiencing such things against her will, making it easier for those who shared her fate.

[Bloodedge]

Options two and three would hardly be a punishment, yes, that was true. Jason did intend to deliver retribution, but those things were more self-satisfaction than anything else. Apparently though, having her service Leorio was something bad enough for her to seem legitimately downtrodden by the thought. Surely she couldn't have meant... "Oi, pull it out," he said to Leorio. Oh boy, what he was about to see would be life-changing. Leorio complied quickly by pulling down his trousers, exposing his...

Wait. Was there something there?

Now, Jason was not opposed to bedding those of the male persuasion, even though he very much preferred women. He was very, very old, and he'd seen many things. Never in his life had he seen something like that. "A─... Ahaha! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He burst into a fit of hysteria, completely unable to stop himself. Kolin's mouth was released as Jason guffawed and pointed at Leorio's pitiful, infantile putz. "By the gods, what the fuck is that?! In my time, that would have been considered incredible. We should switch eras; I was a disgusting freak back then~" he announced, seeming to have been put in an excellent humor. "I can't make that a punishment for something that light. Remind me later though, I won't let you even think about an orgasm. But for this time... you get to come with me and watch what was distracting you so much earlier. And you," he spoke to Leorio after addressing Kolin. Several members of his crew were in wait, having a decent idea what was coming. "Have fun with him, boys," he concluded. Jason would make his way toward the cabin thereafter, leaving a shocked, hurt and frightened Leorio to be surrounded by Argonauts waiting to sully his innocent flesh. Kolin would be taken by the tongue, guided by it as if it were a leash as Jason finally sought the mage he'd become so interested in. In a matter of moments, he hoped to see a very interesting alteration to the Captain's cabin.

[Apollymi]

Ah, someone else was finally going to see it. What Leorio had to work with as far as what the gods gave him. How interesting Jason had something to say about it, and it was laughter. Full on out right laughter. Kolin almost felt bad for the lad, but she knew he had no way of making up for his lack of size in that area as he also lacked skill in every other area. She heard the words Jason spoke and could only put together that he was a great deal older than he appeared. Whatever the case, apparently even he found Leorio too much of a punishment to bear for her minor transgression earlier. She managed to look relieved by this information. "Yes, Hero Jason♥~ Thank you for your just punishment!~" That sentence as spoken as one of truth. She was actually grateful to not have to deal with the tiniest micro-penis she'd ever come across. She was then led away by the tongue while Leorio was fed to the wolves. She had no pity for him... she had no pity for anyone.

By the time Jason would reach his room, Nerys had prepared as much as she could. Stage with stripper pole. Check. Extra large bed with restraints. Check. Lube and accessories. Check. Even a fireplace with collar and chain for whatever pet wasn't being used at the time? Check. Yes, Nerys had done all she could to make this place into a habitable area for Jaosn's pleasure-seeking. Of course, she'd also been admiring her own handy work, she was walking a small circle around the pole looking at the room through all of the mirrors. She appreciated this particular layout a lot. Actually, if she was still a man, she likely would have had such a room for herself. Though she wasn't nearly as indulgent as other people. Just her and one or two other girls could have made a space like this quite lively. Besides that, if one truly wished to indulge a show first was a good way to start... she believed this. Now if she could get through this interaction... she could go back to doing regular work and pretend like she wasn't currently truly hoping for praise from Jason. 'Oh, he must be close... ugh, that's going to be annoying isn't it?' she thought, knowing that as he got closer her thoughts of previous moments started to return in full swing. Gone would be her ability to plan without a distraction of some sort.

[Bloodedge]

Before Jason and his flaxen pet even made their way fully to the cabin, Leorio's punishment for stepping out of line began. It took no time at all for his annoying mouth to be plugged by one man's schlong, and his rectum to be occupied by another. The pitiful boy was already starting to cry in pain, able to grasp for nothing other than another shaft his hands were being pulled toward. Had Kolin bore any real connection to the young king, Jason would have made watching that be her punishment... but he didn't even care to see something he'd witnessed a million times by now. His crew was quite the lively bunch.

The door to Jason's cabin swung open, and in walked the Argonaut, still tugging Kolin along by her tongue. His eyes were immediately stretched open by the opulent sight laid before him. These contraptions, what were they? Mirrors without murk were on display; he could see them as clearly as life itself. Better yet, was the mobile Nerys. So, that thing she walked around was this alleged stripper pole, was it? It certainly wasn't going to be fitting into anyone, what with the way it bridged the ceiling and floor. He could hardly pay much mind to that, though, with all the other interesting things around. There was a special thing to take note of─ that being the collar connected to a fireplace, which he would immediately pull Kolin toward. "My, my, my~" he nearly sang. "What's a guy to do with all this? This here's the stuff kings deserve. C'mon little pig-slut; you go here," he said further, preparing to have Kolin bound by the fireplace. Meanwhile, he would speak with Nerys. "This thing here's on punishment for not minding her damn business. You don't mind, right? Or are you a coward and shy?"

[Apollymi]

Kolin truly didn't care what happened to Leorio. Instead she was dragged along to a room which upon entering she was actually quite surprised. This was a pretty reasonable looking room, she didn't know Nerys was capable of such things. Then again, she didn't really care what Nerys could do, she was too busy trying to keep her away from her men. Imagine her surprise when Jason seemed to be quite pleased by the layout, and surprised by what he was seeing. There was a jealous gaze cast towards Nerys who managed to just look wide-eyed. Why did she swear what she did, if she was going to behave this way? "I take it then you are pleased..." she managed while Kolin was being collared up by the fireplace like a small dog in timeout. "Yes, Hero Jason... I'll be good." Kolin said, though the eyes looked at Nerys even as she was chained up. That would have been hilarious if the woman hadn't been staring death daggers at her from that distance.

The words aimed more directly at Nerys and not just at her work drew her eyes away from Kolin. The white haired lass' heart beat sped up. "Ano, blonde men keep asking me loaded questions today... I'm starting to think the world might be against me," she managed in softness. Still there was an actual answer to be presented here. "The mirrors are a me thing, I like to watch and be watched... So, no I don't really mind, if it's what you want I am pleased to be of service~" she said as she reached a long arm up over her head and began the most casual spin using just that arm and the tips of her toes in her high heels to swing herself around this pole which didn't even shift a little with her weight. The whole of her body moved rhymically around it, her clothing flowing around her as well. "Would you like the dance first, Captain Jason? Or does something else suit your fancy?" she asked most politely. She figured she might as well do what needed to be done here, Nerys wasn't exactly a rude person to start with, so long as she wasn't speaking directly to Kolin. The oath she'd been sworn under made her want to satisfy Jason, but she figured he was truly a hedonist, he might actually enjoy watching her dance for a while and speaking with her, while punishing Kolin by making her watch but not letting her participate.

[Bloodedge]

"I am, I am~" said Jason while clasping the chain around Kolin's neck. Kolin would be good, according to the blonde herself. Lies, Jason thought. The jealous tendencies of one such as Kolin were clear as day, and he highly doubted she would get around them. If she managed to, he would actually be very impressed. No matter. There was an offer on the table, as to whether he wanted to witness Nerys' dance, or experience something else. After seeing the way she maneuvered around that strange pole, he found himself rather titillated right away. Every implication said there was much more to this. Ah, so the pole was used to add an air of mysticism to a normal dance, turning it into a hypnotizing show of lust? How very interesting. Moreover, it would add some time to Kolin's well-deserved punishment. "Hmm." Kolin was chained, and Jason had a wonderful idea as a result. Pulling up a chair to aim toward the pole, he placed it in a very ideal position for what he had in mind. He'd beckon Kolin while sitting in it, offering the woman his crotch. However, placement would leave him at the perfect range that her tongue would just barely be able to touch his tip. If he was to be teased with the promise of reward afterwards, he would tease Kolin while intending to offer her nothing afterwards. How fitting for one such as her.

Ah, but he hadn't truly answered Nerys, had he? He was quite interested in seeing what she had to offer, and if it would only lead to a more thrilling experience later, he wanted every part of it. "I'll take everything. Go on; dance. Dance until you're ready to take this cow's place."

[Apollymi]

Jason was pleased with his new living quarters. That was quite the relief. Nerys knew for certain her overt desire to please a relative stranger was indeed due to an oath she didn't swear. Even so, she was happy to have at least covered the first part of her own passage through this godforsaken desert. Would she have rather gotten the rest of her passage through more covnentional means? Yes, but, she did actually enjoy dancing on a stripper pole. It gave her a lot of time to think and observe her own form, so this was something that the normally meek Nerys felt very comfortable doing. Pehaps that would make the transition from just women, to maybe this man... just a bit easier in the long term. A singular twirl around this pole was enough to seed the idea in Jason's head. Nerys knew it would be, the first time she'd seen such a thing she'd been completely enamored. When one enjoyed the female form... looking at it while it moved and used a whole tool at its disposal was rather satisfying. He claimed that he would watch the dance until Nerys herself was ready to take Kolin's place before him. "Thank you for your consideration, Captain~" the lass mused.

Nerys dance began with that one twirl, and upon being given permission began to evolve. Movements of her hips and bottom were to be following as she moved around the metal pole. Each time she moved a different action was taken. The first twirl was arms, the second... she climbed up, higher off the ground than she should have been capable of, while the third twirl well that one, made her come back down to ground level with no hands. Once there her legs opened into a split and she then bounced only to find herself back in the standing position a few seconds later. All the while, her eyes moved about the room, catching glimpses of her body, those holey robes she wore with little flashes of skin here and there. Those long splits that showed off the great lengths of her legs as she bent over. Ah but this was a stripper pole and the 'strip' part was next. She took her hat off first giving Jason his first full appraisal of her face, throwing it to the side. Long white locks large blue eyes perfectly proportioned breasts which moved to that strange beat she had in her head. She truly did this sort of thing a lot in her free time, she had a whole routine, she never thought any besides the women she bedded would see it, but here she was, showing it to a desert pirate. She wondered if he appreciated this. Whatever she thought, Kolin was licking frantically at the tip of Jason's cock, trying her best to distract him. She wanted his attention. Yes she realized she was the one being punished but still, after watching the first few movements of Nerys she was innately jealous of the amount of presence this supposed coward had.

[Bloodedge]

Given what he'd learned from recent interactions, Jason would have had an interest in this particular person regardless of Kolin's oath. Yes, she was currently preparing to offer him a striptease. Yes, he would undoubtedly be plowing her when that was over. Yes, she was a physical specimen rivaled only by the 'thicker' form of Kolin from what he'd seen in recent decades, and women in general were hard to come by in this barren, monster-filled desert ─ and yes, the brain of a man within her head would likely make her a far more satisfying mate. Alas, her mechanical uses outweighed everything. What she could offer the Argonauts in terms of survivability, and what she brought to the cabin alone were more than enough to have her considered 'one of the boys' as Jason tended to call his crew. Did any of that mean she would not be penetrated by the Argonaut Captain? Not at all; Jason would never pass on such a prime opportunity. He'd collected two inexperienced harlots today, but this one was sure to be leaps and bounds ahead of the other.

Now, the dance Jason was seeing would be taking an interesting... turn, so to speak. In fact, there were several turns that caught Jason's unwavering gaze and brought palpitations to the tool Kolin was so desperately lapping at. Luckily for the queen, she would be offered just a bit more to taste due to how frequently and powerfully his dick throbbed, but it was all the fault of Nerys. That poor slut should thank her servant for the offering, at this rate. Nevertheless, there was no attention to be offered the chained woman. How could a man look away from all those twirls, splits and generally-enchanting movements made by the mage? Jason never could without a distraction or annoyance the likes of no other, so there he sat, watching happily as the removal of clothes began with a hat. To say his excitement was building, would already be a bit of an understatement─ and to think, nothing important had even come off just yet.

[Apollymi]

Kolin's fury was steadily building. Even though, she was the one to offer the oath which made Nerys have to serve this man... she didn't expect to be upstaged by a virgin coward. Kolin knew that Nerys had the second best figure in the room, she was cute but that didn't mean much. She knew now that the woman could have instead been offered up because of how clever she was, this room did wonders even for Kolin's disposition. But... she didn't like that she was somehow managing to keep all of Jason's attention. Even as Kolin lapped at his dick, her tongue teasing just the tip with every single throb it presented, she knew that the movements of that glorious cock were not for her. Jason's eyes never left the woman on the pole and when Kolin's eyes went that way they were full of spite. Perhaps she should have given Nerys more credit for knowing the types of things that men would be into, since Nerys had been a man before this point. But that wasn't enough to tame Kolin's fury. She wanted all of the attention. She wanted all eyes never to leave her. She wanted this man before her to look at only her! Wait, that was the oath talking still! This man was a brute but he did have one of the better demeanors she'd come across... very much in charge. Why couldn't he be satisfied with just Kolin's attention? What could she have done to keep him interested in only her?!

Those questions plagued the mind of Kolin and poor Nerys caught every angry glare and spite-filled eye roll through the mirrors. Still that didn't do much for the white haired young woman. Nerys hadn't been lying about enjoying being watched. And now with the added desire to please the man before her, even though it would cost her later, Nerys felt her own body adjust more and more to the idea of having that thick slice of man within her. Nerys' face flushed, with only her hat missing she was now fully on display with those robes she always wore. One from Zuria might have wondered why the Court Mage dressed like she didn't care about the weather, but the answer to that was simply because she was rarely in a position to feel cold. Her slits up her legs, openings along her torso, the very thin sleeves attached by nothing but willpower and the small cape at her back. Ah... that hadn't been revealed yet either. The clasp at Nerys' neck was undone during a twirl, and this time it flew off to join the hat in the pile of clothes. To say these movements were natural to the woman would be an understatement. And when this happened and she moved again the entirety of her back was exposed, the movements of soft muscles and perfect skin were likely exactly the next feature to be taken in. She knew such things were hypnotizing because every time she caught a view of herself she flushed and felt a certain slick wetness building between her legs. Ah, to be powerful and confident. This much was outside of Nerys while she lived in this world. She was a coward after all, that didn't come with an outgoing personality. Regardless in the moments Nerys danced she felt like she was the only person who would matter, besides at present the man she aimed to please and this made Kolin livid. Another piece would go missing soon after, the sleeves which covered her arms so that she her unmarred body was now being stared at by Kolin as well, still angry but now... transfixed, even as her tongue moved against Jason's tip.

[Bloodedge]

To call Nerys' dance a tease would be a grievous understatement indeed, as those movements came alongside the removal of only the mage's cape. It was so simple, but he was able to see the flesh of her back as a result, at least during moments that led to her hair moving away from the space. In fairness, there was a great deal of flesh always visible on this woman. The construction of her outfit left just enough exposed to make one's imagination go wild, resulting in the slow discarding of articles being a perfectly acceptable tease to one such as Jason. Those strangely clear mirrors were incredible as well. Even when he would have preferred a slightly different view, he had it due to the ability to view multiple angles at once. Of course, this only gave him a visual of Kolin's glare as well. She had access to his groin, and she still thought it acceptable to glare at the sorceress? Pitiful. "Shouldn't you be finding a way to reach what you're going for? All that lapping ain't gonna get better if your dumb ass doesn't pay attention where you need to," he said casually, even in passing as his eyes traversed the form of Nerys still.

There was yet another interesting thing he'd taken note of during this most recent leg of the show, regarding Nerys herself. She came as a strange blend of things. On one hand, she appeared flustered for some reason or another. On the other hand however, her movements were practiced and confident, almost as if she were the mightiest force on the Argo. Aside from Jason himself, at this very moment, this was very true... and in fact, the only thing keeping the Argonaut Captain at the top of the proverbial food chain here and now, was his ability to order this dancer around.

[Apollymi]

Though Jason's eyes never left Nerys, he was more than a little aware of the wandering eyes of Kolin. She would have been elated to be addressed directly, except, she was being chastised again. What did she have to do to get some positive feedback here? Why did it matter that she was currently of the mentality that Nerys could burn in a fire before her? Oh well, she could do nothing but try her best to gain some favor right? "Yes, Hero Jason!~" was the follow up of Kolin. Her own angle changed slightly, in fact if she didn't look directly at Nerys, she could strain a bit with each throb of Jason's cock and just barely close her mouth around it, flicking the tip with her tongue each time her mouth closed. That was indeed a bit better. But there were mirrors and she could still look. She wanted to be that kind of enrapturing... would she learn such skills herself? No... men should want her, her body was perfect. She'd eventually be more appealing that Nerys, to Jason, to every man. She wasn't going to lose again!

Ah, but right just now she was losing and Nerys knew it. She could feel Jason's eyes on her. She caught them in the mirror from time to time as well as more directly as she moved around the pole. So much of her was already visible, That red tint on her face still hadn't changed at all. Even so, those twirls and movements hadn't stopped. What was next? Well, her top was easiest to discard. It was just a simple layer of corset with a middling piece to cover her navel. Those round breasts of hers bounced as they were released and yet another piece of clothing joined the pile. Still, she wasn't completely naked, she still had on that skirt so full of flowing fabric and openings that she was even exposed still covered. Oh this was the best part! Her actions became more direct. She pressed her chest against this pole and felt its cool slickness between her breasts as she spun a tighter circle. A split would follow which left a leg above her head as she spun around the pole again afterwards. Such things put thoughts into the head of a man. What if that was his 'pole' between those breasts? Could he fit within a woman whose body was stretched like that? What would it feel like between those soft mounds pressed against that perfect body? These were good thoughts. These where what she aimed for and beyond that... the slight tingling sensation developed in her loins as she basically flashed Jason an interesting view up her skirt with her leg in the air. What did it show exactly? The tiniest hint of lace buried between her cheeks. A small string of underwear but... still just enough coverage. She'd at the end of this spin drop that skirt, stepping out of it to reveal such a thing fully at the end. Now it would be just her, in those heels and that small lace thong with all the confidence that knowing what kind of power her body had could make happen.

[Bloodedge]

Yes, Hero Jason. What an answer that was to hear, but he had been receiving it so much lately, he wondered what else he would enjoy more. Should he have the slut queen change the way she addressed him? Perhaps he would. Never one to be unfair, at least, he would go on to acknowledge Kolin's better attempts at servicing him. She could at least learn something, becoming innovative enough to apply her lips to him when his dick's throbbing allowed it. "Good. That's better," he said. Still, his sights were fixed. Kolin was not quite one to be discarded, at least not just yet... but she was definitely one to be laid aside for new conquests. It was a simple matter, really; she remained a one-trick pony. In the meantime, Nerys brought endless excitement to his cabin.

Those huge tits were bared at last, and what would she do with them? Jason was no stranger to seeing women grab their busts, squeeze, jiggle, etcetera, but this was oddly something quite new. Why couldn't that idiot Kolin have thought to use her bosom in such a way, in this very situation? Surely they could have reached─ even her hand could have easily done something. That stupid, cock-hungry bitch had no brain for anything but receiving her own pleasure, while Nerys offered nothing but thrills. He did indeed have his imagination go wild as those knockers encapsulated the pole, and the split to reveal her underthings made him think of inserting himself then and there. Soon enough, she was all but bare. Who would have thought that undergarments and a pair of heels could be such a visible phenomenon? Jason was experiencing one new thing after another. Of course, it took the mind of a more modern man to get him so riled-up.

[Apollymi]

Koliln didn't know what it was about Nerys that managed to keep his attention, and she wasn't the type to think about other people's offerings beyond what they could do for her. At base, because she wasn't interested in what Nerys did, she had no reasonable expectation of understanding what others found interesting about her. That was her psychological disconnect, she'd only learn by example only if she saw would she truly understand the extra uses of her body in this particular situation. Besides all of that, she'd been rewarded with more direct words. Though Kolin hadn't been given eye contact she was at least given a bit of praise to work with, that was enough her efforts would continue until....

Nerys' dance was finished but as her last swing around that pole was finished she landed on her feet taking gentle steps towards Jason in those high heels and that thong. She was truly something interesting to look at, in addition to having her extra understanding. What did this understanding currently grant her? The knowledge that while Kolin had a sexy body she didn't do enough with it, a man like Jason obviously wanted more. A hedonist wanted entertaining things. He wanted new things... imagination. And imagination was impossible when you didn't consider all aspects of something. Kolin was the type to focus only on herself.... she'd only recently decided she wanted to serve anyone. So, she lacked insight, but Nerys didn't. If there was one thing that the Mage had, it was insight. Her own eyes caught sight of those nice strides of her movements and she knew it was impressive. Actually she began to wonder if Jason liked it. He seemed to, at the very least his throbbing member implied it. Perhaps she'd find out more directly... would it be alright to take a little charge here to show him more attention? Well, there was only one real way to find out... Nerys wouldn't have normally cared to do such a thing, but she truly wanted to please Jason by the force of that damned oath. At this point though, she saw no reason to fight against such a thing, as it would only cause her more problems to do so. She wouldn't take unnecessary pain onto herself so instead... she'd own this negative passed on to her.

Her steps forward would eventually force Kolin to back away. Her mouth wouldn't reach unless she wanted to go through Nerys' body to get to Jason. But Nerys wouldn't necessarily allow that. In addition to pleasing Jason, she wished for Kolin to truly understand what she'd done. Though it wasn't likely this lesson would stick... Nerys gracefully dropped to her knees before Jason by the time Kolin's mouth had been moved away from him. Kolin sat there dumbfounded as the white haired lass rather immediately began to fondle her own bosom around Jason's cock instead if he'd allow it. "Forgive my forwardness.... but you said you'd take everything when I was ready!~" she managed those blue eyes of hers flicking upward. With his member slipping between her breasts she caught a gentle glimpse of it from between those creamy mounds. Her nipples had hardened and were being flicked by the tips of her fingers as she moved her sizeable tits with purpose. Nerys began to desire Jason's dick; pleasing him was becoming more and more necessary in her head. These thoughts weren't her own, they were the world making her pay for a promise Kolin made. 'She really did this to me....' thought Nerys as she licked her own lips her tongue protruding gently from her mouth she'd wet his tip when it emerged.

[Bloodedge]

Lo and behold, the enticing dance of the ashen sorceress came to an end. Through all of that, never did Kolin learn to properly grab Jason's attention. How disappointing. She would never be more than a trophy, at this rate. What was even the point of existing as nothing more than a hole for Jason's rod, if all she could throw his way was the mouth she initially refused to offer? Her only saving grace truly was her body, and that couldn't have been more clear. Ah, but that body had a rival on its way to thwart the competition! The end of Nerys' dance heralded her approach to Jason. Those earlier flashes of confidence manifested in the removal of Kolin, as those long legs took stride before kneeling before the Argonaut.

She was being quite forward. Interestingly enough, this was pleasing to Jason. "I did say that. Do what you like; it's better than having to tell you before something happens," he said, annoyance leaking through his voice as his disappointed gaze finally found Kolin. She should know how useless she was being as a personal sleeve. Nerys had the right of it, and oh boy did she make use of that aspect. That gargantuan pair of tits swallowed his entire lap as he received the most interesting and innovative form of cock-massage via the woman's chest. What genius came up with this technique? Could it have been an original idea? Whatever the case, it was an incredible use of those massive mounds. She didn't even stop there. An extended tongue moistened the tip of his member when said tip peered through those flesh mountains, and that moisture was then naturally beginning to move its way along his shaft due to Nerys' breast being moved along it. Already having the pleasant friction of silky skin rubbing against him, what he felt soon drew strange parallels to penetrative sex by how it felt. "Oh... that's pretty damn good," said Jason as he leaned back in his chair, observing and appraising the service. "For a man, you make a good girl. I'll keep you," he offered as his final decision. Yes, words previously offered to Kolin were now given to Nerys, but he meant them differently. Kolin would have her permanent place as a hole, but this woman would certainly bring much more to the table than that.

[Apollymi]

Nerys had flicked her tongue over the tip of his manhood as a natural progression of what she was already doing. Of course, internally she knew she never would have wanted to put her mouth on a man's cock. She would have felt a bit defeated if she was still a man as this one was leagues bigger than the one she possessed previously. Even so, the action itself seemed to lend to a bit more introspection. This wasn't bad at all, actually it was pretty gratifying... that was probably the oath. Still, Nerys didn't necessarily dislike it. Ah... what would that lead to though? She knew her interest in this man was magical at its outset, but she was already here... there was no reason to make it worse on herself. It was obvious by Jason's words he didn't always like telling someone what to do, so Nerys could take it to mean she would have a bit of freedom in how she explored and readied herself for this particular situation. Moisture was being spread from her mouth into her cleavage and to Jason's member. Initially, gentle flickers of wetness and tongue were evolved into strong suction being applied when the full head of his cock burst between those mounds of flesh. Such a thing was rather messy but... it seemed to be doing the trick, and she knew she was doing a reasonable enough job of it, by Jason's own commentary. He'd keep her would he? How interesting... "I didn't imagine I'd enjoy hearing those words..." she said a gentle flush on her face, even as she spoke she moved her breasts, flicking over the head of Jason's erection with those hard nipples. "Still, I'm glad to be a good girl for you~" Those words weren't necessarily hers either. She would have preferred a nonsexual contract of some sort, besides she could feel something else. She enjoyed being watched and right now she could feel Kolin's eyes on her.

Kolin wanted this girl a writhing, screaming mess. She wanted her sad, depressed and begging to be left alone... Kolin wanted Nerys to suffer and to never ever think of trying to take a man from her. So why instead did she look like she was genuinely enjoying herself? Why did she get offered words of praise over Kolin? This was the third time today a man had claimed to like something better about Nerys than her, and that was infuriating. Honestly, Kolin didn't believe anyone did the sort of thing she was witnessing outside of hentai or porn... it didn't seem logical. Who would choose to press their junk into breasts when there was an orifice made to house it? Was it enjoyable... Jason's face made it seem so. She could have done that when she was chained up, but why would she think of that when it would do nothing for her... Nerys obviously knew things she didn't. Maybe she'd watch this and learn to tame Jason... scheming eyes now traced Nerys form. How much was Nerys willing to do? What would she get out of being this way... Kolin would have to watch and see.

[Bloodedge]

"Good. Keep being one," Jason demanded. It would be rather annoying to deal with two whores who behaved the way Kolin had been doing lately. Speaking of Kolin, she was in a rather shameful position now. Even with his chastising, she did nothing different. He would have praised an immediate effort to do better, but instead, she remained stationary like some child in time-out. Oh, if only he knew the workings of her mind at the time. His periphery allowed him to take note of her dissatisfied state. He wanted that, but what he wanted specifically was for her to regret not receiving his attention. What a shame it was that her ire was due to Nerys having said attention, despite her obviously superior methods of getting it. Oh well; maybe the wannabe queen would learn from this experience after all.

Kolin's disposition didn't matter at all presently. Nerys continued to impress without fail. Reprehensive reactions would have been expected, but no; she ever so casually took his dick into her mouth and sucked firmly, never even removing her breasts from his shaft. He could hear the sounds caused by the high quantities of moisture being applied, and he found such messy treatment most favorable. Something clean and organized wouldn't do the trick. No, what Jason desired was something sloppy, as if the one servicing him were starving to accept more of his thickness into her. Moaning, drooling, gagging and still begging for more─ that was the ultimate application as far as the Argonaut was concerned. Just the same, it seemed Nerys was well on her way to being a prime subject.

[Apollymi]

"Aye, Captain!♥~" Nerys own mind was slightly overwritten. Not enough that she'd fall completely into Kolin's style of simple praise, but just enough that she'd acknowledge fully that she was the one who was trying not to be maimed by this particular experience. Being watched in such a way, egged on one such as Nerys. Strangely enough, without the audience she might have been a bit more skittish, but that wasn't so much the case now. With Kolin's eyes glued to her trying to figure out just what she got out of this situation, Nerys delved deeper. The whole start of this was a bit messy and it seemed to only become more so. The exact vow Kolin had sworn to, made the women she had under her, exactly into what Jason wanted, with various degrees of their own personalities worked in. The wetness of Nerys mouth that leaked down to her breast wasn't nearly enough, firm suction which began to take deeper and deeper movements with flickers from her tongue were added. Yes, she'd become a bit engrossed in the activity like she planned to gobble him up completely by the movements of her mouth, throat and those giant knockers of hers. Ah, but Nerys had never actually done this before, she'd slip a bit and find herself gagging on his manhood, having taken it down a bit too deeply, for her own reflex. He'd get to feel it for a moment, so this wasn't necessarily a negative. She'd withdraw to recover drooling as she flicked her tongue out over him. "I beg your pardon, Captain. I got a little overzealous there. I'll keep working on it... if you'd like," those words were a little flirty, but to be honest Nerys had no idea of Jason intended to finish this way or move on. Her statements allowed her to test the waters and keep up some activity until a decision was reached so he wouldn't lose the stiffness he'd already built up. Nerys understood how annoying that could be. Actually, all of this was kind of hot, and with that thought came an internal throbbing. That wouldn't have been Nerys thoughts about it at first, but... perhaps this oath did a few small favors for her.

'Fool!' there was much triumph in Kolin at the moment Nerys began choking. Her suffering in this moment after looking so high and mighty was about what the blonde would have wanted for her. Calling Jason Captain... like his position on this ship was the most important. Ugh... there was much to be upset about. So, she could dance a little and play nice.. that wasn't a hard amount of skill to reach. Who actually wanted a timid virgin gagging on their dick? Pretending for a few moments to be confident only to fall into softer behavior seconds later?! Kolin couldn't know this, but the answer was many, many men would like exactly this. Knowing they were the first to conquer territory was a big turn-on for a lot of dominant people. She also didn't have the extra knowledge Nerys did... oh well, what all was she absorbing from this? Nothing really, still just being in Jason's presence made her horny and it was annoying that there was something between her and the satisfaction she sought in Jason's cock.

[Bloodedge]

At long last, the next preference of Jason's came into play. He'd been noticing the evolution of her treatment, and wondering when the poor virgin would reach the penultimate step he'd been looking for. Moaning and drooling were long since covered, and now, there was the gagging with further salivation as a result. Jason looked upon this turn of events, smiling. Now things were just about perfect. She begged his pardon for the sudden gagging, but no, that was far from what he desired. "Begging pardon for that? Shut up," he said, believing she could have done nothing greater in the moment than what he'd felt upon entering her throat. "Beg to do it again. Beg for the chance to choke on it until you're almost out of breath." Being the type of man he was, Jason would give no lenience based on virginity or sexuality. Nerys was clearly committed to this, and to Jason, that meant being fully committed beyond just an honest attempt. This mage would know intensity in a matter of minutes. The only determining factor was... how many minutes she would make it take. "Or, beg for something else; I don't really care what. If you ask nice enough, I'll let just about anything pass. You got enough of that confidence built up to do that, piglet? Either way, you're gonna be an addicted mess in a little bit. Just like that cow over there," he said, looking toward Kolin, and even addressing her directly with his next words. "Havin' a good show over there? Go on; comment."

[Apollymi]

Ah, okay. It was interesting finding out someone's sexual preferences in this way. Nerys within seconds of apologizing to Jason, figured out that the whole gagging thing was something he enjoyed beyond what he obviously liked about receiving messy fellatio. She supposed that was fine as it likely wasn't something she'd be able to stop... And then the desire for begging. She supposed that also went along with the type of things she'd seen from him so far. This was probably pretty manageable, at the very least, it was easier to manage than Kolin's vindictive mood swings. So, she should want to choke on his dick or she could beg for something else, and if she asked nicely enough she'd likely receive it... A strange thing happened upon hearing this sentence and Nerys saw it in, her salvation. Something which would allow her to control just a bit her fate in this moment. Nerys was a coward after all, she was always prepared to beg for her life, begging for sexual favors wasn't too far outside of what she would consider normal besides all of that she did really want what she was about to ask for... it wouldn't be outside of the realm of truth for her to beg in this situation. "I understand and beg your forgiveness and also something else..." she said those blue eyes of hers seeming to search even as she moved her breasts in his lap and drooled onto his cock. "Please let me have your hard cock inside me while you sit in this chair. I really want to show you something interesting in this position and I promise you won't regret it if you let me try. Please, Captain... let me please you this way?" she begged earnestly. He also seemed to like it a bit when she took some liberties so she used magic to attach some of the beds chains to this chair, obviously they wouldn't do anything they just dangled but the angling of them was a bit precise. It would become clear later what they were for, if he approved. Maybe their attachment would work in her favor? It was truly begging. She wanted to lower herself into this man's lap, but Nerys had an idea of how to make that happen without it being boring for the man. It'd also show off something very interesting to Kolin. If it didn't work she'd have a bit less control, but if it did... well, this could truly be enjoyable for both of them. After all, it was truly embedded within her personality that she wanted to please him while she was looking at him like this.

All the while after hearing the begging plea of Nerys, Kolin realized why she wanted this. Her newest and most dastardly plan was to try and throw her under the bus, again. She didn't want her to enjoy Jason, she wanted her traumatized into wanting to get off this boat so she could be punished more for daring to seem interested. Yes, even though it was her own fault that Nerys was interested. And she was given just the opening as Jason himself decided to address her and ask her a question. "I mean I guess she can dance, and has a little confidence in the bedroom. Way more than I ever see of her in any other instance. That last thing she said though sounds like a coward virgin's plea. No way she can actually make cowgirl properly interesting she's just trying to avoid being stretched out faster than she'd like. She's just scared of being in pain... it wouldn't be worth it. That's my honest opinion." Kolin said with a curt nod. Of course, she wouldn't have thought of other ways to make that position more interesting. She was the type who wanted to be worshipped and thought her presence and hip movement would be enough. Nerys on the other hand, thought about the extras from remembering his time as a man. He was certain he could make this interesting... Until something was decided Nerys went back to aiming to swallow down Jason's manhood and would be content to gag upon it as it molested her tonsils. Since Jason didn't mind this she didn't really let it stop her efforts, or maybe it was the oath that made this a more easily sustained activity than she would have guessed? Another gentle liberty taken, to make up for the fact that she'd disappointed him a little and gotten less than happy speech in return. She couldn't help but cut her eyes at Kolin knowing she was trying to simply cause her pain in whatever what she could, trying to get her worse treatment.

[Bloodedge]

His forgiveness was begged for, but it was entirely unnecessary. In Nerys' case, Jason meant his words as guidance, as opposed to the chastising and blatant demeaning he threw Kolin's way. The sorceress' boldness showed itself in the form of her request thereafter. She begged marvelously, at least in the verbal sense. It wasn't the same amount of subservience showed by Kolin, to the flaxen-haired woman's credit, but she did receive bonus points for continuing to service him even when making her request clear. She wanted him inside her while he continued sitting in the chair? Did she wish to dominate him? Never had Jason been beneath a woman, and never did he intend to be. This one, however, was continuing to earn good faith. Had Kolin asked the same question at the time, she'd have surely been slapped to the floor beneath him. Ah, but Nerys─ what more exciting thing could she intend to show him with her suggestion? It only made sense to accept, especially while he had no clue what she positioned those chains for. Quite fearless due to the position of power he held over everyone on the Argo presently, he believed it was only right to say yes.

Alas, his agreement would be postponed just briefly. She gave her honest opinion about Nerys' request. Though he'd told her to comment, he didn't recall asking what she thought about the mage's idea at all. Everything Kolin said merely came from a point of bitterness, and it was blatantly obvious that she wasn't learning a thing from this punishment. "You didn't answer my question, slut. I asked if you were enjoying the show, and you're just being a jealous bitch. Don't forget your place; you're both my pets by your own promise. My pets can't do right by me unless they can be happy together. Now, tell us what you've learned sitting over there on that chain. Tell me how your master's supposed to be treated, while watching this piglet try whatever thing she's talking about now," he preached, offering Nerys her permission indirectly while speaking with Kolin. Maybe... just maybe, that chained whore at least learned how to approach him in all this time.

[Apollymi]

Ah, Nerys was quite right about Jason in the sense that he was a dominate man from a previous era. She'd had confirmation of that, but she didn't know if she should equate her understanding of the past to his actual lack of variation in routine. He was a hedonist and he'd likely appreciate the variation in sex that modernity offered (minus of course the rather obvious harder lines drawn on sexuality). Regardless, she stayed happily servicing the man, even as he chastised Kolin for her outburst. To be honest, Nerys was only surprised it'd taken the woman so long to try and get her into trouble even though she was the exact cause of this situation. But, to her surprise, while her mouth and throat worked on the man in the chair, he seemed to have caught wind of exactly the kind of person that Kolin was. More than the regular amount he understood that she was just being jealous and gave her some pretty hard facts. Nerys probably would have laughed if her mouth hadn't currently been occupied but beyond that came indirect permission to do as she wished. She wondered briefly what thoughts led him to be alright with the idea. Of course, she wasn't about to look her gift horse in the mouth and after one more gagging explosion removed Jason from her mouth to get into position for what she had in mind.

At the same time Kolin was chastised again. This had to be Nerys fault. How was she turning this man against her while she wasn't even saying anything? I mean surely he wasn't just upset with her for stating facts. Why should he be? But she knew deeply he was displeased. His following statements about her in the moment did nothing to ease her at all. He even claimed that if she was to be his pet (which she was by her own promise) then she had to be able to get along with his other pets. Kolin scoffed. She was the one shared and adored she didn't share. "As if, I'm not jealous... I just didn't offer her to you so she could have a good time. This was supposed to knock her down a peg or two scare her and be a punishment for what she said before!" Kolin said even though everything about her behavior was exactly to the contrary of that jealousy. "As for what I've learned... if I am supposed to be taking her as an example, uh..." there was a pause. What had she been watching before now? Mostly she'd lost it, because well, she was spiteful and she'd spent more time thinking of how to punish Nerys for appearing to have more favor than her, then she did about anything the lass was doing. While Kolin tried to think of something to say that wouldn't just get her punished, Nerys stood before Jason rising herself above him on the hair and using the bottom holds as leverage. "Thank you for permission... I'll be starting now, Captain~" she said seemingly happy about it and she truly was. Still in those heels she was exceedingly careful to line herself up over his manhood. She pushed her undergarments to the side, deciding to leave them for the extra visuals they could provide and teased her entrance with his manhood. It was indeed just as frighteningly girthy as she thought it would be. Still with her hands braced on the back of the chair she started her own slow descent. Allowing her body to relax and adjust to the feeling at her leisure with minimal pain and friction to show for it. Unsurprisingly, her body was actually ready for this sensation, the fit was just far tighter than she would have realized it could be, and her own interior only seemed to be more tight as it formed around this new mass. Still... even though it hurt slightly she couldn't say she actually hated it at all, it would take a few moments but by the time she finished it would be lost within the depths of her body completely, and she would exhale with a contented sigh.

[Bloodedge]

Kolin couldn't make herself seem more useless, he thought. There was no way she could showcase even worse aspects of herself, he believed. He... was wrong. The very first thing she said, was that she wasn't jealous. Jason took issue with this for multiple reasons, not the least of which was the fact that... well, she was clearly lying to herself and everyone else in the cabin. More importantly, she should have been jealous, and most importantly yet... "Are you trying to tell me I'm wrong? Fuckhole is questioning its provider now?" he asked. What a terrible slut she was making as of late. What he said, she should only allow herself to agree with. When he delivered punishment, she was to accept happily. When she was not receiving him... she was to be seeking the next chance to do so. "So you didn't learn shit. Listen up real good now then. You were born to slather up dicks. Now, that means my dick. You know one thing that keeps Jason rock-hard? Big tits, a fat arse, and an urge to get me off. Know what makes me soft? Not paying attention to what the fuck I'm teaching ya'. Get your whore ass over here."

There was a specific reason he beckoned Kolin toward Nerys and himself; she would be finding out soon enough. In the meantime however, Jason would be discovering what Nerys' intentions were. It wasn't simply that she wished to sit atop him while he sat in the chair; she climbed up using the chair itself, lowering herself from above after a fair amount of angling and preparation. The fact that she used the chair as leverage instead of Jason himself, made this all seem like a continuation to her earlier tease. He could see everything about to happen, but he only felt the moisture of her virgin snatch at his length's end. Slowly, she lowered. Slowly, he felt an incredible tightness encapsulating him bit by bit, squeezing his girthy shaft as if it were a vice of some sort. A deep, guttural groan rose through Jason's throat throughout this extensive process. When Nerys finally found what seemed to be relaxation at the base of her descent, that groan devolved into a sigh. Ah, the inexperienced were always a treat in their own way. Every one was a startling clasp the likes of which most of these wenches lost over time. Still, Jason couldn't help realizing there were things undone, objects yet to be used. His mind raced, but he certainly would not be inattentive as a result.

[Apollymi]

Jason snapped at Kolin again. She still didn't really understand why he was so upset with her. Was she presuming to tell him he was wrong? No... well yes, but not really. She just didn't like the idea of being compared to another woman. She was the best, she was the pinnacle of appeal... she shouldn't be compared to others in a negative way only a more positive way. Why didn't anyone get that? "No, of course I wasn't questioning you..." she said immediately becoming subservient. Nerys heard her, and though she was quite busy taking in the man's rather girthy member, she also figured out a lot about Kolin in her following response. This woman was truly incapable of telling herself or anyone else the truth. She was also vindictive and spiteful if she was still upset about what had been said in response to King Arthur's questions. Regardless he had words for Kolin that both these ladies heard, Nerys internalized them, realizing exactly what kind of woman Jason was looking for. Too bad she was currently in the position she was... they could have had fun together as friends before this... and maybe they still could some day. Kolin on the other hand looked some mix between frightened and excited! She was going to be punished probably... but how? Would she be included? Could she take over and make sure that virgin bitch knew her place? Ah.... well virgin was a bit of an overstatement now... Kolin soon made her way within arms reach of Jason and waited for whatever he planned to do to her for her transgression.

In the meantime, from what she could interpret by his reaction, she assumed that Jason at least was fine with this choice she'd made. In fact she caught a glimpse of his face as he sighed and she was quite sure she'd pleased him... this made her happy and her body tensed internally as a reflex stirring herself and his manhood simultaneously. Nerys moaned, in that moment a cute and small sound which she hadn't expected in a moment like this but after finding a point of relaxation again... Nerys was quite sure she could continue. "Ah~ This cock feels better than I thought it would~ Please let me know if there's something I can do to make this dance better for you, Captain~" she said with a teasing wink. She meant this as well, she aimed to please and wished to know if there was anything she could do beyond what she planned. Of course, she wouldn't want to distract him too much and she also wanted to give herself a bit of time for a proper adjustment to being filled in such a way... so her movements began with the gentle gyration of her hips. Much like she'd swung them around the stripper pole, she seemed to have a pretty decent understanding of movement and pacing. The chair they were in, would begin to rock gently as she found a pace she could work with as she began moving in a way which was much more relaxed than her initial descent. All the while she seemed to become a bit more confident, because once again she could feel Kolin's eyes on her... and Jason.

[Bloodedge]

How could she think she wasn't questioning him? Of all the dumb things Jason heard from Kolin this day, that might have been the most moronic of all. He was beginning to detest any time she opened her mouth, if it wasn't for the purpose of taking his tool into it. Now, Kolin was on her way toward him. She was excited, and she was fearful. Good; that was about what he wanted from her. She should have been thrilled for the chance to accept his punishment, and she should have been afraid of that punishment not involving his touch in some way. What he had in mind should make her quite satisfied then, shouldn't it? As for what it was, he cut his eyes toward Kolin while extending his hand. "What should you do?" was all he asked as his hand was held out, palm-down with his wrist left limp.

Nerys' decision was already paying dividends, as far as Jason was concerned. This strange position seemed somehow like a new form of penetration entirely, as if he wasn't even within the usual orifice, but a pleasant mutation of it instead. Just the same, it seemed to be doing wonders for Nerys, who came around to enjoying the penetration of herself far more quickly than Jason anticipated. "That so? Keep telling me about it, and tell the sow what she's missing," demanded the Argonaut. This odd form of movement Nerys chose was, much like all other things thus far, very new to Jason. What was its purpose? Well, Jason was quite satisfied with the feeling, though it didn't seem capable of building toward his release. Surely, it was to be considered yet another tease, albeit functional as a form of servicing as well. It was quite good regardless. Perhaps he would have further instruction for her, but that was only likely to happen when his mind finished processing the goings-on.

[Apollymi]

Having approached, Kolin remained both a bit excited and a bit scared. She wasn't sure why this was, but it had to be related to that oath she took. Beyond that, she was even able to mostly ignore her current feelings towards Nerys who got to be everything she would have wished. She was riding Jason! How as that fair?! It wasn't, she caught glimpses of that form moving about and it was exactly what she expected, a virgin shifting her hips about chasing her own finish. Jason surely wouldn't like that... he'd be mad when she came and he didn't allow it right? Kolin could take solace in that right? Nerys would get punished too and she wouldn't be alone. But his limp hand hanging out near her face and him asking her what she should do made her eyes widen. "I beg you to punish me Jason! I want to learn to be the best fuckhole for you... I'll accept it happily!" she begged for bad treatment and seemed like a puppy. Too bad Nerys had far too much on her plate to give much concern to Kolin. 'If she's gonna be basically the girl version of Leorio she might as well not be mad about anything...' Nerys thought.

Ah, but that thought was cut short. She'd started to move and her whole body was full of tingles. It was a slow building sensation, akin to the movements and slow rocking her hips took. Each time she moved, more and more of them spread out. She was quite sure there was a permanent blush on her face. The entire surface and her pouty lips being bitten down on. Those tingles led to a sharp increase of feeling as that slight gyration of her hips grew as she became more comfortable but the pacing of it didn't change. Her nether became more and more tight as she felt strangely something building that she'd never felt with anything buried so deeply inside herself. This wasn't good at all! Shock crossed her face in the moment as she became more certain of what was coming but from what she saw of Jason she wondered if he'd be alright with this... she'd need permission right? Nerys wasn't stupid, a man this dominate wanted to be served and people got what they got from it only when a certain level of satisfaction was reached. She'd need to beg for it. Ah, Jason gave her the perfect opportunity though. He wanted her to speak on this experience... to share it with the class so to speak. She could easily work her begging into that. Nerys wasn't outright as subservient as Kolin (mostly because she knew she was worth more than just a lay) but... but a life of cowardice and prepared her to be capable of begging a bit. "It's so big it's touching so many new places inside me~" she started those hips of hers still rocking along with the chair more and more. "I really don't want to stop at all. I'm so confused by how it feels my body acts like it hasn't ever felt anything so deep, so good!~" she exclaimed. "This cock is so amazing... I don't want to stop myself Captain!~" she was working up to something important. Begging was coming. "Please Captain, tell me... if you want me to stop, I really want to cum but I don't know if I'll be able to wait. I need permission... Please tell me I can cum on this excellent cock of yours for the first time?!" These words were so honest and sincerely Nerys was trying to avoid doing this without permission but... she didn't know how long she could hold out when she could feel that literally from the tops of her ears to her feet.

[Bloodedge]

Kolin begged for punishment just as she should have, but there was a problem. Shamefully, she had every ability to be the best thing he shoved his rod into. Her form was more preferable to him. If she only showed a bit of initiative and innovation, he likely wouldn't have bothered with Nerys in the first place. Ah, but what was the problem? There was a piece of him on display, and she was doing nothing with it. "If you want to be a better toy, have some backbone. Should I have to tell you when it's time to throw yourself at me? No. It's the only thing you're good for, so it should be the only thing you're ever trying to do." This, in fact, was part of the Argo's creed. If an Argonaut had but a single thing they were good at, it was the only thing for them to do. Jason held his crewmen to this belief, and ensured that such individuals excelled in their fields while being of no use in any other. As his personal depository, Kolin would be held to the same standard; she would have to do something herself if it was acknowledgement she wanted.

One interesting thing about Nerys' decision, was the movement. It wasn't just the movement of Nerys herself, but also of the chair they occupied. So, this was the purpose of the chains? Interesting. Preexisting tightness only intensified over time; the Argo Captain bedded enough women to know what was coming as a result of this repeated clamping. What would Nerys make of it though? Would she simply give in to the feeling, taking upon herself the ability to achieve climax? She probably could have gotten away with it, but no─ she sought his permission for that as well. What a lovely blend of taking for oneself while deferring to the Captain! Jason's grin was wide and toothy as his free hand rose to the sorceress' face. Much like he'd done with Kolin, he took hold of her face while forcing his thumb into her mouth. Both of these women obviously enjoyed the sensation of some part of him plunging into their maws, so he would freely provide it. What of her most humble request, though? "If you stop, wouldn't that make you useless? My bitches don't have to hold it back when they know how to be good," he announced as both permission for Nerys, and something of a warning for... that other one.

[Apollymi]

According to Jason she needed to take some form of initiative. His logic being that if she was only good for one thing then he shouldn't have to tell her to do it. Kolin found this strange. Maybe because it was in her own nature to be as controlling as possible and want everything having to do with her to run through her. She didn't really objectively like the idea of people doing things for themselves. What if they got a dumb idea that would allow them to leave her or start gaining interest in someone else? No... definitely not the sort of thing she'd allow, but if Jason wanted this of her, she supposed that was what she'd do. She wanted to please him after all. So he wanted her to pursue him even when he was doing other things? What exactly did this mean? Her brain was processing this information as she looked at him with mass confusion across her face. That hand was still there as well... should she be trying...

As Kolin considered her options, apparently Nerys led by example. As she rocked both Jason and this chair she was trying exceedingly hard not to get overwhelmed by her own feelings until a certain level of certainty was reached. And the words which came from Jason which were directed at her were exactly what she needed to hear. He was pleased enough to grant her access to more filling sensations, holding her face while slipping a thumb into her open mouth, what would she do with this? Well her tongue would twirl around it, she'd suck it as if it was his cock instead of a mere appendage. If she was to be good for Jason she could take these for herself so long as he considered her equally good. Nerys knew from the last few moments he considered her as such... so she had no problem continuing. Those rocking movements of her hips reached the pinnacle of climax as she tightened to the maximum upon him. "Oh, fuck yes!~" she came in that moment with the force she'd never known before her entire body leaning forward as she came to a halt. What an interesting sensation, with something inside of her like this Nerys understood at least why women allowed men to have sex with them. This could be enjoyed when they were properly tooled for the job. Even so, those chains on the chair stopped it from toppling and instead allowed for a bit more depth with this position. It would shift Jason a little giving him a more upward view of her entire body, he would be reclined enough to find such a position relaxing, as she continued to move. She began then anew raising and lowering her hips at increased speed as she continued to chase that feeling, again. If Jason gave more instruction she'd switch it up, but right now she was putting on a show and enjoying all the feelings she could take from his body in this position. All the while Kolin watched. She was truly jealous, she would have taken Jason like this and loved it. It was unfair for someone like Nerys to get this when what she wanted for Nerys was the treatment she'd gotten earlier. She wanted his attention. How could she get it though... she'd start tentatively enough by licking his fingers. Did he really want this? Was she really going to be reduced to bad dog looking for praise? Well... yes.

[Bloodedge]

Was this contemplation in the face of Kolin? It seemed to be that, at least. If his thoughts about what he saw were true, he could allow her a few moments of reflection while witnessing how Nerys reacted to a first experience. Nerys' rocking made it seem as if he were floating, reclining as he felt the sweet tingle of release finally begin to build. Such a thing was felt as the wetness within the mage's womanhood intensified, creating a marvelous sensation as it snugly slicked its way up and down his member. For the duration of this, he pressed his thumb firmly against Nerys' tongue, and... what was this? Was Kolin actually doing something over there? It was such a simple act of licking his fingers, but... it was a start, and something he hadn't specifically ordered her to do. "That's better," he said in passing, though his gaze remained on the face of Nerys. That grip on her chin was used to force the movement of her head, bringing two visages closer to one another when his next words came. "And so is that. You're doing good. You," he said, shifting his gaze once more toward Kolin. "You'll get there eventually. Now both of you, impress the Hero."

[Apollymi]

Apparently licking his fingers was indeed the right choice to make. He claimed this was better than her sitting around. Okay... she supposed she could work with that. She still didn't like it though, Nerys still looked way more comfortable than she'd like. What was more, the lass who had previously claimed to only like women was now riding Jason like she'd been doing it her whole life. Kolin was still plotting still angry, but her desire to be acknowledged by Jason was overwriting her taste for revenge for now at least. She didn't know what to do to impress... what could she do?

At the same time, Nerys couldn't help but be pleased. She hadn't wanted this experience at all. She didn't desire this man nor any other. But right just now she couldn't be happier to be praised. Even with his thumb in her mouth, she felt absolutely elated. He thought she was doing well, he thought she was good. She'd never wanted anything more, right? Oh... how strange such an over-riding thought was. Still, she wanted to impress and though her hips still worked there was a bit more she had in mind for him. He wanted her to impress and she would without fail, she didn't like to disappoint and she often rose to the occasion. Nerys knew the fun of this position as the man and as such she needed only replicate it as a woman. She shifted her position slightly, opening her legs and raising her legs up until they were even on the sides of him so she could have better leverage. In turn creating a tighter clamping upon his manhood by positioning alone. They'd still rock but it'd be at a much more quickened pace. Suddenly this entire thing seemed to be rather rough, but she was sure now her body could take it. "Hai, I aim to please! I'll do even better!♥~" She said. Instead of that simple rocking motion her hips moved around and up and down still plunging him in and out of her body at rapid pace with maximum fit. In this way he could take in her body at very angle he could watch her tits jump and know by feel alone she as shaking her ass with just as much skill as she managed without being plugged in such a way. What was more, he'd find himself knocking away right at the end of her, but she didn't stop herself because it felt nice regardless. She was excited this was a great deal of fun. Her hand found itself clamped against the back of this chair with each movement rocking each and every movement she was matching her own pace giving herself feed back so that unless he felt like it, Jason wouldn't have to do a thing. She was almost certain she could help him reach climax this way.

[Bloodedge]

Whatever delusions were forming in the mind of Kolin, Jason didn't care; her servitude was all he cared about. She didn't even realize what was happening this entire time, so what did it matter? Regardless, Jason was winning. He'd won against one who stood in his path, sullying the area he chose as the future Utopia by erecting a massive whorehouse at its center. From the looks of things, it wasn't a very respectable establishment either. Well... if Kolin saw fit to subject others to such an existence, it was only fair for her to be in the same position. Better yet, she may as well continue being reduced to the lowest trash manageable, at least until she proved herself capable of being something more.

Nerys proved herself every few seconds. It was one thing to be satisfied whilst pleasure-seeking along with the Argonaut, but it was another to do all she did. He said to impress him. Kolin simply sat there, dumbfounded with his hand in front of her face, but Nerys... began to shift about over his lap. She said she would do even better, and she clearly meant it. In a few simple movements, her legs were lifted rather high, yet still using the chair as a base. The man behind this identity must have been wearing this face for quite some time, to be capable of finagling around in heels like that. Ah, but he had to be a man Jason was capable of getting along with─ one of 'the boys' indeed. Some sort of commendation was sorely needed for any woman who managed to become tighter over the course of some sexual endeavor, and here Jason was on the receiving end of exactly that... from the mind of another man. Truly, Nerys' original self was a wonderfully cultured individual! More squeezing, greater depth, all from the strangest position he'd ever witnessed─ what more could come of this? Apparently, there was but one end result. Oh, he could feel it. This rougher pace was far more to Jason's speed and normal preference, and he was quickly being brought to his rope's end. At this rate, she would end up in the same boat as Kolin, albeit for very different reasons indeed. "Not bad won't cover it anymore," he announced. "Looks like the start of addiction to me. What would the sows have to say about that?"

[Apollymi]

Kolin couldn't think of anything else to do. Truly she had no real idea of how to draw Jason's attention. It was quite sad, but in truth... she'd never had to try to get a man's attention before, with someone else here and doing everything they could, she'd been delegated to licking and sucking on his fingers. She continued this waiting for acknowledgement. She watched as Nerys moved about in her heels in a manner she'd never actually seen before. 'How the fuck aren't her thighs on fire?!' Kolin wondered as she looked all but bewildered. Even as her tongue moved she watched the constant rocking of their bodies and knew for certain that Jason was close to climax and that he'd been brought there by someone who'd been a virgin a few moments prior. Where did she get an idea for a position like that? How did she know it would work? Why did it seem to be doing so much? These were all questions which stewed in the blonde's mind. And alas she was jealous and horny now too. She had to get rid of Nerys, she had to make sure Jason only saw her.

Nerys on the other hand was having the time of her life. Each stroke she took for herself pushed her closer and closer to a new height. She'd never climaxed from something so aggressive while technically being on the receiving end. It was kind of nice. It made her mind wonder what would happen if she left herself to be dominated by one like Jason. If he bent her over and took her hard would it be just as enjoyable? Her eyes rolled up to the whites for a moment as the thought alone was enough to make her reconsider her current position. But no, she had a goal and she could still feel it coming along with those eyes of Kolin's though her mouth had started working again, those eyes were once again on this pair. As Nerys took herself for the ride of her life at Jason's expense. As far as Nerys was concerned this was a good day, though she wouldn't have asked for this of her own accord, she was at least enjoying it. And... Jason's own words implied he was enjoying it as well. The start of an addiction he claimed. "It doesn't matter what they say, this is great!" moaned the lass. Nerys body was close to the edge, but she'd already been told it didn't matter if she took for herself so she continued. Instead she had a parting plea for her Captain as she worked up to slamming herself down repeated rubbing against that spot at the end of her and feeling the burst of sensation that granted her. "Please Captain, tell me how you want to cum. I want to make that happen for you before I finish, please... please cum whenever you're ready, grant this girl a complete experience!♥~" Nerys begged. Ah, that wasn't an original thought either, but in for a penny in for a pound. Regardless she'd soon be seizing up. One final slam downward would have Jason knocking against her cervix and sending a swell of sensation so great it'd knock her drooling tongue out of mouth as she moaned her end.

[Bloodedge]

As it seemed, the opinions of mere swine didn't matter; Nerys knew elation, and that was the one true matter of importance. Quite right, he thought. The simple truth was laid bare for all to see. Two living toys were within the cabin with the Argo's Captain, one more functional than the other. Always one to offer fairness to his underlings, Jason was content to spare her the fate of his demeaning side for the time being. At least she knew how to take him at his word, as her next request was not for her own orgasm, but how he desired his own. What an interesting question, and moreover... what a mighty conundrum. Jason would not last more than a matter of additional moments against this amount of friction and the cervix falling upon his head, and he did have a decision to make before the end reached him. What would he do? He would not subject her to the punishment of being reduced to a breeding sow, as he'd done with Kolin. Would he grant her the privilege of being bred instead, as a kindness? Would he rather conserve her physical state by leaving her unbred? Perhaps he could even offer true kindness, and leave the matter up to her. No, there was one ultimate answer to everything. He would take that 'how' as a 'where' when reacting, and his answer was...

"Everywhere," he said, keeping in mind that he possessed ample Phoenix Tears. Surely this one could make quick work of him, even shortly after reinvigoration. "When you're filled till you pop, you can bathe in cum as a reward for showing me something new. Just don't waste it," he continued. Yes, indeed, the more immediate decision was that his ejaculate would be released within Nerys without further hesitation. Whether this came during a rise or a fall, was entirely dependent upon Nerys' own movement at the time, but... there was a strange and new occurrence for the Argonaut as well. Even as he poured himself into her core, there were no signs of flaccidity ahead for the Captain. In fact, the only sign he had was that he would very soon be at the apex of pleasure once more. Shocked, Jason could hardly manage to react─ was this not a trait of women he was experiencing now?

[Apollymi]

Everywhere? What kind of answer was that? Kolin was curious. She'd been ejaculated into, he'd been trying to breed her. She'd basically agreed to have his baby, why was Nerys getting similar treatment? This wasn't fair, if he did this sort of thing all the time, then nothing about it was special and that was problematic for reasons that Kolin couldn't even begin to understand within herself. Why did she get the same treatment but nicer? What difference was there between this white haired lass and herself. She had the better figure, she knew it. Men should want her more. She wasn't a coward, she was brave and took the things she wanted... why did it keep her from people she wanted? Why did those men choose others when they could have her? Oh those questions combined with her desire to please Jason, had her nearly pouty as she vyed for his attention and received none.

At the same time, Nerys was in for a new experience as well. She'd never had sex with a man, she'd never considered the biological repercussions of sex at all. Right just now, she was hearing that he'd fill her core and then coat her body in the sticky fluids offered by his own and she was elated. Yes still, the world wished them to be sloppy messy sluts for Jason and she was very specifically going to be just that. Specifically for the Captain of the Argonauts, she was rather excited to potentially birth his heirs. She'd never considered having children before this point... but this was her life now and she was more than old enough to give it consideration. She slammed herself down and felt herself orgasm around the throbbing erection she'd been riding for quite duration of time. Of course, when this happened Jason, released himself within her as well, but this only furthered the situation. Nerys now understood something she didn't before in life and it was frightening. This felt absolutely wonderful. There was nothing more she could have wanted... "I... ah... Fuck! That's way too much... it's too good~" Her words came out almost slurred as she felt a different kind of ecstasy in the moment. Oh, but they weren't quite done yet. She felt Jason at her core still throbbing hard even after his initial release. A grin spread across her face as she clinched while dismounting. She understood this more than anything else. What a rare occurance and a special treat. She'd help him along in this easily planting her face and body on his throbbing erection and taking it into her mouth and tits. Once more she'd help him along, she knew she could do this, working him until he showered the secondary flourish all over her person as well. If this was what it was like to be a reasonable person's personal plaything... it wasn't the worst life one could live.

[Bloodedge]

Indeed, why did Nerys receive the same treatment as Kolin? For starters, both parties were mere playthings for Jason to use as outlets. How he treated them was determined solely by their individual value in the moment... mostly. Kolin received the rougher treatment only because she brought it out of the Argonaut, while Nerys offered nothing but thrills and the freshest ideas. So long as Kolin behaved based on what she thought of herself, she was worth less than his own hand, and would be treated as such.

One conquest became official as Nerys descended onto the Argonaut's cock as he continued throbbing and spewing. He'd spoken his intention with her, but while he was dealing with the shock of the moment, she took matters into her own hands yet again. Another grip was applied during dismounting, squeezing out the seed which remained in his shaft in the process. His ejaculate remained dribbling its way out, but it seemed that didn't matter at all. Nerys didn't bother hesitating before maw and mammaries were applied to his girth once more. Well, she was certainly beyond hesitation now, wasn't she? The same could be said of Jason's libido. How long would that secondary flourish be for him? Not very long at all, as a matter of fact. Jason was grinning from ear to ear, cock trembling convulsively as his testicles demanded further emptying. Force was not lost from moments prior. It was an almost painful experience for this to happen in such quick succession, yet all too pleasant as well. With that being the case, what could he do other than let himself be satisfied? When next he came, he would do so in the form of an upward stream, likened to the spray of a hose that would spread as it cascaded. Jason's only regret? That only one of his acquisitions this day could manage such a thing.

[Apollymi]

The reason that Nerys received what Kolin considered better treatment wouldn't be made clear to her. In the moment, it was just another reason to hate the other lass. This is why she hated women, why were they always trying to take what was hers? This is why they all deserved to be less than trash! This is why they were just things to step on... while she tried to ascend. What skills could she possibly have? The obvious answer was another use besides what was told of her. But... that wasn't something that Kolin could ever understand, no... she would instead be furious about it. She'd right this wrong one way or another! She would get his attention sooner or later. And she'd make Nerys life hell.

Nerys completed her work and was rewarded by a secondary explosion. This one spewed like a hose all over the face, chest and neck of Nerys. She smiled in response. She was truly happy about this. Ah, but that wasn't really specifically connected to the oath. No, being covered in such fluids was a kink which was enjoyed when her partners were female, it simply seemed to apply regardless of gender. What an interesting thing to discover.... she licked her own lips having a proper taste of what had been expelled. That one wasn't something she would have consciously done before, but... it wasn't the most terrible thing she'd ever tasted. Actually this whole experience overall wasn't nearly as frightening as she found it originally. If this was the extent of her treatment in such moments, she could have even agreed to it regardless of the oath. Having sex was fun, she wasn't opposed to it, nor her current treatment in that situation. She also knew she had more uses, perhaps she could negotiate it as a semi-constant. Nerys was content to relax with a smile upon her face she was more than fully satisfied by this experience sexually and she knew as her past indicated that this man might not be up for conversation immediately. Having reached a certain point of relaxation she desired one random thing. A cigarette. This whole planet was missing the one thing that would have made this world worth living in. Still, Kolin seethed. What could she do to keep this lass from being happy? What could she take away from her? Having her 'raped' by Jason hadn't worked out. She enjoyed the fuck out of that... she enjoyed it. Claiming she didn't like men, but ending up with the hots for Jason took the punishment out of that. She had to get it back, maybe instead she could make her regret it. Oh yes! That was something to do, if she could release the other lass from her oath, then she'd hate what she'd done. She'd feel immense regret. She'd hate her potential future kid by Jason, she'd become just as bitter as Kolin was. She'd be just as unhappy! That's what she wanted more than anything right now, for Nerys to not be happy. To push herself back up in the eyes of Jason. She wanted his attention she wanted him to cast Nerys aside, and surely he would if she was no longer a proper play thing and she definitely wouldn't be without the oath that Kolin swore!!

[Bloodedge]

While the vindictive bovine of the land seethed in jealous fury, Jason looked upon one of his most favored sights. This sorceress was bathed in spunk, and more importantly, she was visibly pleased about it. Few visuals could ever be greater. Actually, he could only immediately think of one better thing, and it was something he decided he'd behold as well. That was something to come momentarily, but first... "That's good; you even look like it's a big deal for you. I knew that man brain could get me sorted better than some spoiled brat. Speaking of brats..." Once more, he looked toward Kolin. In all that time, her technique hadn't improved at all. She wasn't even the most terrible toy to play with, but having so much required from his end was the greatest annoyance for the hedonist Jason. Now though, he had something specific in mind; it was time to see that better sight. "I ain't done punishing you yet. Since all you can think of doing is sitting there and waiting for your drink, get out of that chain and come clean us up."

He had nothing else in mind to offer Kolin at the time. She had every opportunity to prove herself more useful than she'd been, but accomplished nothing while in the cabin, aside from aimlessly wetting the Captain's fingers. That developing grudge of hers was a great hindrance to her ability to serve, as if she needed yet another one. Jason simply had to keep in mind that she did have one additional purpose, and said purpose would result in her leaving the Argo to accumulate more whores for his perverse antics.

[Apollymi]

Kolin couldn't help but be upset. Why?! Why?! Why?! Why was Nerys still being acknowledged over her? Why did it matter that she looked pleased... she was supposed to be a filthy slut just like Kolin. And there she was covered in jizz looking pleased about it. Nerys chuckled a little seeming to find this whole thing amusing. "Ah, well I kinda like a similar thing when I bed women. This isn't much different. The only thing that would make my day better is a cigarette but for the life of me I haven't seen one since I arrived on this place~" said Nerys who seemed quite content beyond her desire for her vice of choice. "Still, happy I could oblige Captain♥~" Nerys uttered words of thanks. Overall this experience could have been much worse for her. But the combination of that oath and her own ability to reason made it a pleasurable experience. Moving right along, it seemed that Jason was finally content to acknowledge Kolin again, but it was just to call her a brat and to punish her by making her clean up the mess created by him and Nerys.

An extreme scowl crossed Kolin's face, but she wanted to serve. She was happy being acknowledged she simply didn't like the idea of following up some random woman. It was different when it was her... this was just gross. If she had to be uncomfortable doing something then Nerys should be too! Kolin worked at unchaining herself from the fireplace since she'd been told to, but there was a light in her eyes that could only be described as evil. There was malice and hatred in her visage. Since she couldn't aim it at Jason for reasons of her oath she aimed all that venom at Nerys who felt it upon her skin like a burning sheet. "Nerys you're way too comfortable for someone who claimed to not like men at all. I can't really trust your temperament now... I, release you from your oath of service to me. Stay the fuck away from me and what's mine. And fucking be sad and wallow in the fact that I made you fuck a guy and like it!" that was it. This vindictive woman was now more pleased than she had been in quite a while. And Nerys looked over at her completely and utterly surprised. She was shocked, she'd known the woman was stupid she wasn't sure how stupid one could be. Is that how her girl brain worked? Did she really decide that Nerys would be upset knowing she'd bedded a guy not of her own accord and as a matter of consequence release her from servitude to make her ashamed? "He...he...ha....mwahahahahahahahahahahaha!~"

[Bloodedge]

"Cigarette?" Jason repeated. He hadn't a clue what a cigarette was; apparently he wasn't too traveled at all after his own era. No matter. Whatever it was, he had no such thing to offer─ though it must have been something incredible to end a session with. Could it have been another sexual tool? Perhaps he would find out later. For now, he was expecting the otherwise useless Kolin to apply her mouth to himself and Nerys. She did use her mouth, but not at all for the purpose he'd ordered. Kolin's fury translated to her choosing... to release Nerys from servitude. So, now she would choose to slight him by freeing his newest toy, in addition to not complying with his order right away?

Nerys laughed. Why? It didn't matter; Jason couldn't care at the time. He rose from his chair, rage in his pupils and a grimace on his lips. "Did I say you were allowed to make decisions about my other pets, bitch?" His question was pure rhetoric. Jason didn't care what sort of half-assed answer Kolin would've come up with. A raised foot would be brought to Kolin's legs, its aim to trip her to the floor. What he would do then, would be a simple press of that same foot atop Kolin's head, keeping it pressed against the surface below. "Lemme ask you something. What does Jason want out of his sluts?" he asked, at which point he would grind his sole into the disobedient one's cheek. Depending on her answer, perhaps he could refrain from letting the crew have at her. If she thought his treatment unfavorable in any way, those lads outside the cabin would surely be a nightmare when allowed to do literally whatever they pleased. They were, after all, mostly pick-ups from the open desert─ most had very questionable motives outside of what they did for the crew.

[Apollymi]

Jason didn't know what a cigarette was... ah, that was indeed a shame. Nerys supposed that sort of thing was normal, perhaps she'd eventually find them and share them with the man. After all, it seemed they could share vices quite a bit, and to be fair they were a pretty reasonable match up. "It's another vice, like drinking but instead of liquid to make your stomach all heavy... it's just like, tasty smoke you inhale. Definitely relaxing... most relaxing thing ever after a meal, sex, a stressful day at work," mentioned Nerys, who'd used said vice in all of those instances. The Hero Jason would have enjoyed the indulgences of the modern era, Nerys was sure of this. They really could have been friends given how many interesting things Nerys could have showed him. Ah, but instead he was getting a lesson in what a dumb bratty woman from the modern era was like instead.

Kolin looked enraged when Nerys laughed, of course she'd been about to fly off the handle about it but... she was rather suddenly on the floor. Pain in her legs. Oh... right. She was not really in charge here. She'd just shorted Jason in some way. She'd disappointed him. That wasn't good at all was it? No, no it wasn't. Now there was a boot on the side of her face and she was being kept quite literally underfoot. He was quite right, he hadn't said she could do this, but it shouldn't matter, Nerys was hers, and she wanted her to suffer. It was literally his own fault she was like this... why didn't he understand? Muffled cries came from Kolin in this moment as she tried to think... what should she say now? Well, he'd mentioned his preferences originally right? "Big tits, a nice ass and ready to happily please, begging for cock. Sloppy happy sluts!" these were the words which came from Kolin slightly muffled underfoot. Now... Nerys wasn't into violence per se but, in this case, she knew. She knew that Kolin had been very much trying her hardest to make her have a bad day. She heard the words of the sorceress Merlyn, she was literally watching Kolin make the same choices over and over again and have it turn out badly. Her own rage and need to be vindictive against someone innocent to her was something Nerys had seen before. She thought back to the original King and Queen of Zuria and she knew... she knew this woman hated her just for being chosen and there was nothing she could have done to sway her. The only difference was... Nerys didn't simply cower behind the idea of the threats this time... she laughed in the face of them and watched as this crazed woman received retribution at least once. Still Nerys managed to stifle her giggle, she was too pleased. She was free of Kolin's influence so she could now... do as she wished right? Ah, but what did Nerys wish? She'd give time for a break before addressing the Captain of the Argo a bit more directly. Actually, now would be another great time for a cigarette.

[Bloodedge]

The conversation he was having with Nerys, was lost to the Argonaut. Anger was not a thing he was short on. The audacity this sniveling bitch had to get in his way! She thought it was acceptable to take from him? To take charge in a way that she wasn't confident would please him specifically? That filthy, pitiful whore had so many chances to learn, but she hadn't taken one of them! He'd have to teach her directly. "Sloppy, happy sluts, yes! You know what a sloppy, happy slut doesn't do? They don't take from their masters." Jason was beginning a bit of a rant, but he was boiling over. His foot repeatedly rose with each point he would make, only to fall upon Kolin's face again and again. "You've got one job, slag! You don't make decisions unless it's gonna get me off. You work with your sow comrades, and you fucking like it. Anything you might've fucked up, you beg forgiveness with your body. And, if I tell you to do something, by the gods, you don't make a damn move until you've done what I said."

He went on and on, yet he still wasn't done. There were so many points to be made, so many things this worthless pig needed to do better. It had been quite some time since Jason had to be so direct with a servant of any sort; the fact that he had to do so was... annoying. "And when you've got a chance to really get my cock going, you don't just settle for waiting around or using that trashy mouth of yours! Your whole body exists for this dick, so you're gonna use every fucking part of it to get me off. That make any sense to a dumb, useless, bimbo slut like you?!"

[Apollymi]

Gone was the conversation Nerys had been entertaining. That was fine, Nerys was patient if nothing else... and unbothered completely about this situation knowing that it was all an elaborate yet stupid plan by Kolin to try and make her unhappy. Being free of her influence was one thing, it meant not having to worry directly about when the woman would randomly decide to throw you to the wolves. Truly there was no real reason to serve her, after a while most would realize that they were simply being kept until she got mad enough to get rid of them. In this case, it simply hadn't been a death or rape that was required to get rid of Nerys. That was a comforting thought to the woman as she considered how much worse this particular breaking could have been for her.

At the same time, Kolin received a very direct lesson. She hadn't known what to do, it was being spelled out for her. With each drop of a foot on her face a point was driven home about what it was that Jason expected of her. How interesting... she wasn't exactly against this treatment. Actually that was the oath too right? Well at least she finally knew what this man expected of her, that was good right? She could please him if she knew what he wanted from her. She liked this pain too, didn't she? It was attention directly from Jason while he ignored Nerys, this was indeed what she wanted. Would she have preferred it some other way? Maybe... but this would do for now. All attention is good attention. "Ye-sh, Jason... I'll only make decisions that make you happy. I'll use my whole body to pl-ease you..." Kolin tried. Sometime during this situation she'd bitten her tongue hard enough for it to mess up her speech a bit. Not to mention her now overly swollen face from being stomped upon... why hadn't she defended herself? Obviously he wouldn't have wanted that... another part of the oath right? Still that sentence came out quite servile she tried right? That would mean something. All the while Nerys watched taking in this sight but there wasn't any more animosity in her. No, instead it was pity... Nerys understood something now that she didn't before and it was also connected to the voice of Merlyn. That voice she'd heard when she was trying to disappear before, about how any bossy blonde would do for someone like Kolin. Still she behaved in these moments like she didn't know what she was doing or why she was doing it. Did she attribute her actions to the oath she took instead of to her own preferences? If she did, it was no wonder nothing she was doing made any sense, that was just sad.

[Bloodedge]

Perhaps, at long last, a point had been driven home with that insufferable cunt, Kolin. Upon receiving her answer, Jason ground his foot into that puffy face of hers for a few additional moments. When his heel was removed from her, prior to him backing away, he pursed his lips to let lose a projectile of saliva unto her face as well. "Good!" he said as acceptance of her declaration. With that, he would seat himself before Nerys again. Eyes were upon Kolin, but it was a hateful glare. Could he even trust her to fully learn her lesson after taking a beating from him? The dirty tramp seemed to even enjoy the treatment, as he'd somewhat come to expect from his earlier moments with her. What was he to do? Well, at least he could always have something to take out his aggression on; that technically gave her a secondary use, he supposed. "Now, I ain't telling you again. Clean this shit up!" he barked. Now that he thought about it, though, a simple cleaning wouldn't be enough. How could he be sure she learned even a single thing? There was but a single way. "And while you're at it, do something else useful. Fucking impress for once, bitch."

[Apollymi]

Praise! Well not exactly but it was about enough right? He was still focused on her. Even as he flopped down back in front of Nerys his gaze was still fixed on Kolin. This was what she wanted! No one should matter but her! This was her salvation, she could serve happily under these circumstances. He wanted to be cleaned up, he wanted to be impressed... she could make that happen. Even though she didn't like women she could lick his groin clean, she'd seen Nerys moving earlier, she'd imitate that as well. Placing her large exposed tits in his laps she'd drool all over him and clean him up. She'd be focused on this situation, happily ignoring Nerys because all other attention in the room was on her. Ah... right was she impressing? She couldn't really know, even as she moved her chest about him, even as she drooled and licked up a mix of fluids she normally wouldn't like... she didn't know if this would be enough. Still she was happy, she was obviously trying to keep this man happy. It was because of her oath that she wished to do this for him. That she'd rather have this man's attention.

Nerys watched with a guarded visage. All of this was a bit too much. At the very least, she was finally free of this crazed woman. Well... not really. She knew that this woman didn't let go of grudges if she didn't have to. Instead, Nerys now had time to prepare for an eventual clash without it being a broken oath for her to defend herself or harm the woman. Her freedom came with so many limitations for Kolin... the woman had no idea what she'd done. Much like the oaths she'd sworn other people do, Nerys had been kept from defending herself and harming Kolin for her own protection since she wouldn't have been able to fight her diamond form. Ah... freedom was almost as sweet as a cigarette. A gentle exhale took place and Nerys could almost taste light menthol and sweet smoke.

[Bloodedge]

If only Jason knew of this thing called cigarette, and had access to it, maybe he could have been less bothered by Kolin's doings. Whatever the case, he would soon see what she had to offer. More options than Jason could count were available, but what would she do when finally following his order? Well... she'd copy the methods of her clearly superior predecessor by plopping her breasts into his lap, surrounding his shaft as she cleaned him with her mouth. Could Jason find true fault in this? No, not really. Far be it for him to judge another for learning from those who came before; he was endlessly guilty of such things. Sometimes, even survival was placed in the hands of imitation; this was perfectly fine as a result. He was at least pleased by the progression, but there was a singular issue. "Good, good. But..." he said, interrupting himself during a moment of praise. His order for Kolin had been very specific, yet her attention was given with a bit of... tunnel vision, so to speak. "I said clean us up. You ain't gonna just ignore your coworker, right? It was your stupid ass who started all this, after all."

He spoke only truth. Kolin herself initiated this entire scenario, even throwing Nerys into the situation she herself came to hate. Even though she'd freed Nerys of her position, she could not have freed the sorceress from the Argo. All who boarded were at Jason's mercy; this was the way. Either one would be stranded in the certain death of this desert, or they would make themselves useful. "Hmm. You're doing something though, so I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. You just came to me first... right? You can go ahead and do both."

[Apollymi]

Kolin was being praised, all was right in the world. Except it wasn't complete praise. He'd said clean us up... yes. This was true, but she had no interest in women. Beyond that she wasn't interested in doing anything that could be considered pleasuring a woman at all, especially not for Nerys whom she jealously hated currently. Actually, there was a lot of things that could have been done. Jason was apparently giving her a chance here... he wanted to know that she'd just been serving him first and not completely ignoring Nerys. She was actually ignoring Nerys though... it was a rather big sticking point for her. If she ended up having to do something nice for Nerys in this moment, she would have to kill her, she wouldn't be allowed to live having done something to please some woman, it was beneath her. She literally couldn't, even while trying to please Jason, she didn't know if she could cross such a line... not for someone as random as Nerys. Could she take another beating instead? It would be preferable to touching this woman. If she had her killed immediately it would also work, she'd earn Jason's ire for a moment or two, but she'd be down the competition right?

Nerys knew this already though, she sighed in the moment. Freedom had been so sweet for just a few moments... but now she could practically sense the hostility coming from Kolin as she considered turning her attention to the woman. "Everyone really likes throwing me to the wolves here. This one still has access to the Executioner. She's crazy enough to have me killed over something like this..." Nerys stated which made the look on Kolin's face change. Had she miscalculated, did Nerys have mind-reading abilities or something like that? How did she know she was planning to kill her? Could she sense her intent? How did she know she was her enemy? That even if she tried go to her now, it would only end in defeat for her later... such a thought was a bit distracting as she finished cleaning up Jason and thought about what to do concerning Nerys. "Her propensity for wanting to kill, maim, or have raped innocents who slighted her, in her mind is really high. And yes, this whole situation is her fault but... I don't see why I have to be punished because of that..." Nerys said with a casual shrug, gentle pleading in her visage. "I'd rather not risk myself in such a way if it's at all avoidable. Please, please don't put this on me... Captain?" she had no problem begging for this either.. Nerys was still a coward after all. She didn't want to die over something she had no control over. She didn't expect Jason to care about this truly, but he seemed quite attached to his playthings, perhaps knowing how bad this could go... he could adjust the woman's attitude about her punishment.

[Bloodedge]

Kolin made no further moves. Ah... that wouldn't end well for her at all. If that mage had any ability to grant herself the cock she had as a man, perhaps she could have her way with Kolin, along with the rest of the Argonauts. Alas, Nerys had something else in mind. The ire of Kolin was apparently a dangerous thing for those who served her, as he'd noticed before when she addressed others. Repulsive as that was, Jason could not recover a toy that was broken of means not his own. If Kolin went off the proverbial handle and had Nerys done away with, it would mean only loss for him. "Fucking filth," he sneered, fully intending to kick at Kolin's abdomen and knock her away from him. "All that to get all the attention, huh? Alright. Both of you, bring your asses."

His order may have been for both women present, but Kolin would receive less of a choice. As he rose from his chair, he reached out to snatch Kolin by the locks again. The Argonaut would be using her hair to drag her along as he exited the cabin. There was something he intended to show just outside on the deck, and it was... the state he expected that young 'king' to be in. There Leorio was, still surrounded by Argonauts abusing his small body in shifts. He was kneeling, his clothes shredded until the vast majority of his flesh was exposed... though there was hardly any flesh left visible. The poor lad's backside leaked blood and excessive amounts of semen, the latter of which had also been sprayed along his entire body. A mixture of drool, vomit and ejaculate poured from his agape mouth into his cupped hands, but... there was something else as well. The current version of Jason's crew was not comprised of heroes. They were bandits, downtrodden men, and the general filth of a desert no man could survive alone.

What did this mean for how they treated Leorio, when given absolute freedom to demean the young king? Well, the other thing which filled his mouth, hands and upper body, was the piss of the Argonauts. Leorio appeared so defeated, so absolutely broken while yet another golden stream struck him directly on his one closed eyelid, and then... he saw Jason and Kolin. The oath left him wishing to please the Argo's Captain, and something else in his twisted mind demanded the same toward Kolin. As such, he looked to them both with a change of demeanor; he smiled. "D─do you like it?" he asked, trembling even down to his voice after the extensive ravaging he'd received. With nothing to say toward that pitiful boy, Jason decided to offer Kolin another question. "From where I'm standing, it looks like that's the kind of shit you want from me. Is it? 'Cause it's probably more than some two-bit fuckhole like you deserves, considering how you treat your own."

[Apollymi]

Kolin's lack of extra movements was taken as a problem. What was more, apparently this time Jason decided to listen when Nerys pointed out how Kolin was most likely to treat the situation between Kolin and herself. There was no real relief in Nerys in the moment as she watched Kolin be kicked in the abdomen. Again, she didn't really like violence or anything of the sort, she just didn't want to die because Kolin obviously didn't know how she felt. Kolin was knocked away from Jason with the same kind of vigor she'd once used to kick Leorio away from her when she was displeased. Was this retribution for her prior actions? Surely not, she was Queen, it was her disposition to be pleased nothing she'd done while ruling was wrong... it was simply her right. Ah, but they were on the Argo now, and nothing was really her right anymore. Nerys was ordered along with Kolin to accompany the Captain and this was no problem for the white haired mage. Covered in jizz and strutting about in heels and a thong like she ruled the world, she was hardly shy and again enjoyed being watched so it wasn't as if she took issue with modesty. Besides, she was fairly certain that keeping Jason waiting while she dressed again wasn't the best idea. Nerys walked along slightly behind the man, not looking down.

Why wasn't she looking down, because Kolin was there, being dragged along by her hair again. She seemed to be fussy still, moving from side to side unsure of how her plans to kill Nerys had turned into more abuse she didn't readily sign up for. Soon they came upon the deck and saw what happened to Leorio. Now, Nerys hadn't been present when the lad had interrupted and gotten himself into trouble. She knew what the lad was like, and how he aimed to please Kolin at all costs, strangely though taking in the sight of him completely wrecked in such a way just made Nerys' eyes widen as she covered her mouth. "Beg your pardon Captain, I have to go..." she skittered off in those heels towards the edge of the ship where she could throw up into the sands in peace. That was way too much, even for someone with a man's constitution. It was especially bad when she looked over at Kolin who seemed completely unfazed though a little frightened. She wouldn't have done this much to the lad, but she also felt nothing for him. He was after all a means to an end. And beyond that point he'd dared to question what she was doing and how she was doing it... he should have learned that lesson days ago. She paid him no mind when he asked his question and instead her attention was turned to Jason. His claim was that the sort of attention Leorio received was obviously the type she wanted. Of course it wasn't nobody would want that sort of attention, she definitely didn't. She wanted all of his attention, she wasn't sure why... she enjoyed the rough things he did to her, but she had no desire to be turned into the human equivalent of a toilet. If she did get turned into a thing, it shouldn't have anything to do with how she treated her people. In her own mind, they were hers, to do with as she pleased... and they received whatever form of punishment she felt like whenever they did anything to incur her wrath... this wasn't truly a problem at all, tryants were still leaders. "No, of course I don't want that kind of treatment from you or anybody else. Please, I'm begging don't let them do anything like that to me..." she was near tears. She didn't understand any of this, but while she didn't care what happened to anyone else, she cared immensely about what happened to her. He claimed if she wanted to apologize she'd do it with her body, she aimed to immediately. Clutching herself to Jason trying to attach herself to his groin by her hands and mouth... pressing the softness of her body against him. She truly didn't wish to imagine herself in such a position, but she wouldn't change how she acted to those who crossed her.

[Bloodedge]

Nerys excused herself after beholding the fate of Leorio. Jason had no visible issue with this; the types of men he had on deck were ruthless, not suited to the stomachs of most. She could vomit in peace all she wanted, and he wouldn't say a thing about it. Kolin, however, could only watch. It seemed she didn't even intend to look away, nor did she have any emotional reaction other than an obvious fear for her own state of being. He could have expected as much, but that didn't matter either. What did matter, was that she specifically feared being offered to the crewmen. She didn't want him to let those savages do such a thing to her? She was somewhat mistaken. As the begging bimbo attached herself to his groin, he scoffed. Arms were crossed, and his narrowed gaze was set on Kolin. "But your attitude says something different, doesn't it?" was his question.

A bit of fear was occasionally necessary. Several Argonauts had been brought under control using fear, at least for some time. If Kolin was to be the same as them, so be it. "Hm. I hadn't even thought about them yet, but isn't that what the sort of shit you really want from me? Should I plough your ass and piss in your mouth?" he asked further. His questions weren't even true; he didn't care what he did to Kolin, as long as he could continue being satisfied by her and the tramps she employed in that damned desert city. If matters came down to such extremes, he would take the proverbial leap.

[Apollymi]

The noise of vomiting would be heard gently in the background. Apparently, this kind of reaction didn't reflect badly upon Nerys. She was left in peace for the time being, but every time she thought her stomach was empty enough she vomited more. Leorio was no saint, the boy did need some sort of punishment but that was a bit much for one like Nerys to think about. He was obviously just a lad being led around by his root. Nerys had seen this herself, but there was nothing to be done to change his mind about his behavior. Whatever the case, Nerys wasn't the person of important during this particular leg of the journey. Instead it was Kolin.

She was getting exactly what she wanted, to be the only one who was currently in Jason's line of vision. Of course, this was no real positive. She tried as she might to keep herself in his good graces, she only seemed to earn his ire. Right just now, she was trying to satisfy him and beg for forgiveness but instead he stood with his arms crossed and his gaze narrowed. "I... No. No... it really doesn't My attitude doesn't say I want anything like that," the woman stumbled through her own speech. She was still trying but now she was crying, truly she was frightened at least. It was a scary thought for her being treated the way that Leorio had. In fact, she didn't like the idea at all... she was okay with rough treatment, a bit of physical abuse, but she didn't want to be degraded past the point of humanity. "No, no really. I don't want anything like that. I just want your attention I don't want anyone else to have it. I don't want to be that..." tears streaming down her face as she tried to continue fellating this man but mostly she was just in tears she really didn't want that sort of treatment. She wanted a lot, she didn't fully understand but she hadn't been lying, she'd just wanted his attention. She was a spoiled type of brat, she didn't want other people to have things she wanted. She wanted people to suffer for slighting her. She wanted to be worshipped and appreciated and ... all kinds of confusing things like that.

[Bloodedge]

And then, there were tears. Warm saltwater flowed down the swollen face of a flaxen jezebel as his phallus filled her mouth. Jason wasn't sure if he was disappointed, or if he found this to be a hilarious form of righteous justice. "That's exactly what your attitude says. Just being a fuckhole isn't good enough for Her Majesty, huh? You wanna be a commode." While speaking, Jason finally removed his hand from her hair. He grasped her face, squeezing as if trying to pop her head like some inflatable. Like this, he would hold her in place during her attempt to service him. One backwards movement of her head was halted before it bobbed forward, keeping her at his tip. Did he have something planned? Perhaps he did, or... perhaps he didn't. "Crying because you're desperately waiting? You don't have to worry. I'm a nice guy, y'know? Since you want it so bad, I'll piss in your mouth any time you act like that."

Ah, there was his plan. Kolin was fearful enough to cry, but was she frightened enough to maintain herself in future? Fear was an excellent motivational force, but what would she make of it, he wondered. Maybe he would actually be resorting to extreme measures, or maybe he could actually manage to enjoy himself with this little pet. Well... either way, he would be entertained. Perhaps his men would also be having a blast; many of them seemed excited by the prospect as they stood around on deck.

[Apollymi]

Yes, she was crying, but she was also well and truly scared. There were few things Kolin feared in life, and she didn't know she was afraid of being treated as subhuman until someone made it an option, a rather obvious one at that. Jason took hold of her face again squeezing it tightly enough that she thought it might pop. Actually she felt like it might, but she still tried even though everything tasted like her own tears she couldn't help it. Soon enough he pulled back again and put space between her throat and his manhood, she was quite sure he didn't like this. With the tip of him at the opening of her face, she couldn't help but become something of a sputtering mess. "No, no... I really don't want that. Please, don't do that to me. I swear. I swear I'll behave really, truly behave. I don't want to be treated like that... I really don't," There was so much pleading in this woman at the current moment, it was as if she was staring down death, but it was in a sense. She was staring down the death of herself, the death of her persona the death of her high opinion of herself. If she allowed such treatment of herself, if she wanted something like that for herself... she'd literally be trash. She wasn't always certain of what she wanted but she was quite sure she didn't want that.

As Kolin begged and pleaded for her sanctity, Nerys finally finished throwing up. She felt like she was empty, which was fine. She was done now and came back to a strange scene. Kolin crying, the tip of the Jason's manhood outside of her mouth, her being threatened to be pissed in. It was kind of hilarious when one considered how Kolin acted to everyone else. 'Stupid stupid woman. You could be happy but you're too busy being bitchy...' Nerys thought, this whole thing was so ridiculous. Literally all this woman had to do was not be a psycho, and she still wanted to be that.

[Bloodedge]

Jason wasn't quite sure which reaction to expect from Kolin, but the one she gave was nowhere on the list. She was truly so frightened by the idea of such degradation, that she would swear her behavior. How fascinating. Jason didn't truly care to let his waste stream loose upon one of his toys, but the threat alone was now resulting in a potential new positive. What more could he make her swear to? How deep could that oath be taken? It certainly wasn't enough for her to say she would behave; he'd seen men keep such promises only in sight of the one they made them to... and those same men were attempted mutinies on his ship. Kolin didn't have a foreseeable way to slight him directly, but that did not save his crew and other pets, did it? No, and he needed much more to be confident that she couldn't just go around taking from him. "We crossed that river before, didn't we? You're two promises deep, so keep 'em coming," he said while lowering himself to look Kolin directly in the eye, maintaining and even intensifying the grip he held on her lower face. "Go on. Don't make me force a second one this time. Next time this mouth closes, I want it to be finished making a really good promise that'll make ol' Captain Jason happy. Understand?" In what seemed to be habitual fashion, Jason moved to force the opening of Kolin's mouth yet again with his thumb. If this gesture's purpose was not clear before, maybe it would be now. He wouldn't allow a proper closing of Kolin's mouth until he was satisfied, until she spoke words which gave him certainty. Once more, Zuria's former queen managed to strut right into a situation the world itself wouldn't let her walk out of.

[Apollymi]

Making sure Kolin and the other faces Mai possessed couldn't take from him were a good way to go about it. Given her history this woman would do exactly whatever she wanted to other people to get around not getting her way. She'd promised him that her people would be happy sluts for him when he was around them, on the ship or off the ship. But now he was concerned about how Kolin treated her own people in her jealous rages and also how she'd treat others to get to him after realizing she couldn't hurt him directly. He wanted her to swear something and it had to be good or he was going to piss in her mouth. Kolin was a lot of things, but she wasn't sure her own mental image would recover from something like that, so she'd swear, with her own name. "I, Mai Valentine <3," she started which made Nerys eyes widen. 'This stupid bitch really swears on her name like she just doesn't give a fuck. No wonder the world forces shit. I knew watching her streams she was a bit dumb... but this is too dumb,' thought Nerys, still she listened trying to see what kind of thing she'd weasel herself out of. "Swear, that I'll behave myself and not bring harm to Jason, his crew or his playthings..." she said this and it was a promise but Nerys eyes narrowed. That was a bit too much like another oath she'd heard. She'd not sworn her last one on her name, but she'd made a promise and then pretty handedly broken it by use of other means. Besides that, it only counted crew and playthings it didn't count all of the other people she could use to harm him, nor did it guarantee that she wouldn't send other people after those people. It only said she wouldn't bring harm, and she had a cult following... that was hardly a promise. Kolin was a terrible person, the kind who tried to have people's siblings killed to get her way. The kind who had people's parents murdered for choosing to remain married rather than deal with her nonsense. She was also the kind of person who turned completely innocent people's names over to the Executioner to keep herself from being on the chopping block.

[Bloodedge]

There was another plan in Jason's mind, all for the sake of ensuring Kolin's oath was quite unbreakable. Nerys was a coward; that much was incredibly true. If matters came to it, he would be following Kolin's oath by questioning Nerys on what she thought of it. Ah, but that wouldn't be happening. Kolin's oath was far too obvious to Jason, even though he didn't have the clarity which came with an endangerment to his own life. That bitch was content to sacrifice her own people to have her way, so why would he believe she wouldn't use them instead? After all, that had to be why he still felt endangered when she swore to him earlier. He could not be accepting that oath─ not just yet. How could he? She clearly wasn't done with it yet, right? All to give her the chance to finish, he removed his thumb from her mouth, deciding she could finish happily while the tip of his cock rubbed along her tongue. "Uh-huh... and?" he questioned. He grew more flaccid by the second at this point, which was just about perfect. In a matter of moments, he would be able to give Kolin the present she deserved for being so wonderfully bearable. . .

[Apollymi]

Kolin was frightened of what would happen, but not quite enough to make the oath as completely as she could have. Obviously she was still scheming. She'd meant to leave herself openings to exploit if she wanted to, but ah... he wouldn't be allowing that either. She supposed whatever allowed him to know the truth of her methods before was likely still at play now. It wasn't obvious to Kolin that she seemed mad to everyone else. No, to Kolin everyone else was stupid and she was brilliant. But she didn't want comparisons between herself and others unless she was the one being praised in them, her current hatred of Nerys was because the lass had been chosen over her by Jason and that was due to her own bad decision making. She was trying to make less bad decisions now, but panic would always lead to problem. His question would lead her to taking a breath after his thumb was removed. "None of my people will bring harm to him, his crew or his playthings either." she added quickly. She wanted nothing to do with anything coming out of his penis that wasn't sexually oriented. That was a bit more up to snuff, at least this way his crew and those he claimed as his playthings were safe, but... Nerys looked at this woman skeptically. She knew that Kolin enjoyed hurting people because she was upset. She also knew that if she felt slighted enough she'd harm family members, pets, whatever she could get her hands on. Kolin didn't care about propriety, she wanted people to be miserable, and if she could make him miserable she would, even if she didn't know why she was doing it.

[Bloodedge]

No harm would come from her or her people, she said. That did seem to guarantee that no vengeance would come against Jason, the Argonauts, or any of his pets when Kolin finally left the ship. Jason would lose no source of enjoyment, and the Captain himself was already immune to her wiles. Yes, it all sounded quite good. Now, there was still the matter of her servitude. While he had her swearing, he thought he may as well milk the situation for all it was worth. He continued to rub the tip of his member against her tongue and lips, seeming to be working toward an erect state again while using his hand to stroke. Things were looking up... but for how long? "Mm, that sounds good so far. And what about you? All that lying is gonna wrinkle your face, isn't it? I'd hate to see the cum stains falling into cracks on your forehead," he added. Multiple times thus far, he'd witnessed Kolin pretending she was something other than a common whore, yet here she was on the Argo's open deck with his tool rubbing her face. He very well couldn't keep having that in his presence. "Add something else to the shit you were saying in the map room, and I'll count it as fair. I'll even give you a nice present for being a good little bitch."

[Apollymi]

It seemed things were finally looking up, Nerys could at least feel better given that there would be no immediate harm to her person, though the woman before her was known to toe the line of her various agreements, at least ones sworn into the world were carried by it. She understood that given her own treatment while she counted as one who worked for Kolin. All the while, Kolin herself had a dick being rubbed along her face several times over seeming not to care about it, so long as it was working its way back towards stiffness. Ah, but he had yet more to say, he wanted her to do something about lying? Why? She hadn't really lied yet... she refused to stoop lower than she wished to go but this wasn't a lie... right? Well, she was about to find out soon enough, "I also promise not to lie, to Jason, about who and what I am, what I want, nor anything he askes me." she said what an interesting bit of phrasing. Was it enough she wondered. Would she actually be rewarded? What would the reward be. She had a bit of anticipation on her face, but also fear... she was still afraid of what could happen here and now. She wanted to get out of this situation and to her home. Far far away from Jason and the things she was forced to swear in his presence. Away from this terrible desert, away from all of her current levels of shame.

[Bloodedge]

The final stage of Kolin's oath was a promise to never lie to Jason. Indeed, when he asked a question, he expected an honest rebuttal; nothing less would suffice from his pet. One shouldn't be required to swear on their soul for such a thing, but he found it necessary this time. Either way, it was a solid addition to her other oaths. "Good girl," said the Captain. With that, the oath was accepted by Jason and the world. At least a bit of this recent swearing had come without order, so he could offer reward as he said. Jason, after all, was always a man of his word. What would her reward be though? It would obviously be something of a sexual nature for one who swore themselves over as a slut, but... how kind he would be, was in question. Perhaps it was time for a bit of incentivization in his bonus offering, he thought. Could Kolin gain more sense from having some leeway? Time would tell, as Jason's answer was certain. "Good girls get to have a good time. With all that not lying you've got going for you now, I'll let you tell your master what you want this time. What you really want."

[Apollymi]

Nerys watched as Kolin swore herself into not lying to Jason, which was an interesting addition to her other oaths. How interesting that she'd swear such a thing, but there was obviously something in this situation she wanted whether she was conscious of it or not. Nerys wondered in the moment if Kolin and the woman behind her, simply had a hard time properly voicing their true desires. If nothing else, the pieces of her backstory that Nerys got from Merlyn said a man like Jason was exactly the type she was looking for, blonde, muscular and wouldn't simply take her attitude. Of course, she wasn't sure Kolin realized this at all, there was also her overarching plan which had nothing to do directly with Jason from what she could tell. How would this work out for her in the future? No one could know that, but at the very least there was a certain amount of safety to be expected. Whatever the case, Jason praised her once more and this seemed to leave Kolin quite elated. She was even asked what she wanted as a reward for doing something good this time. What did she want? There was something but she wouldn't say such a thing to any.... "I want Jason to shove his cock down my throat until I gag and I want him to bend me over and fuck me in front of everyone!♥~" Well, she really couldn't lie when this man asked her a direct question anymore. How... very... crazy. Distance. When they reached Dis she would place as much distance between herself and the Argonaut as she possibly could. She didn't know why but she liked feeling like he'd do what she wanted, but she also... really didn't know what that meant. No, best to not deal with it. It would get in the way of her vengeance and in the way of her plans. She had no time for whatever was going on in her head about Jason... even if the world kept making her say and do strange things... she would eventually be able to stop outside of his presence. That statement shocked Nerys, never would she have imagined Kolin to be that sort of person... well, maybe she imagined her as one of those secret pervert types but without being able to lie about it, she lost the secret part.

[Bloodedge]

Now that Kolin could only utter truths to the Argonaut, he wondered what she would say when offered her choice of reward. It wasn't very long at all before her mouth was ajar again, spewing the factual desire of... the identity behind Kolin? Well, how interesting this was as a thought. He could have expected the gagging, given how she reacted initially. He could have expected her desire to be bent over, given how she first presented herself after submitting. In front of everyone, though? That came from somewhere else, some place Jason had not yet seen. Of course, that did not mean he would refrain from doing just that. She asked, and she would receive, most immediately having the cock she claimed to desire shoved into her mouth as soon as Jason rose. The Argonaut's sack, soon enough, would be firmly pressed against her chin as he bulged her throat for all the Argo's inhabitants to witness. "I guess you heard her, boys! Have fun with your trash king; this little cow finally earned herself a present~" he announced. Never did Jason remain still, but he also did not move very far. Gagging was a thing he intended to take very seriously. Each time he withdrew, he did so only until his tip would slip past Kolin's uvula. At that exact point, he would be making his way down her throat again.

[Apollymi]

Nerys watched this entire thing happening before her eyes. Jason declared that Kolin and earned herself a treat, and all got to bear witness as she was rewarded with his throbbing erection buried in the back of her mouth. It was actually quite an interesting sight to behold. Nerys herself to give credit where it was due, could never take such a thing with as much of her life together as Kolin did. The woman seemed to actually genuinely like having this man's cock thrust down her throat that roughly. At the same time, Kolin was truly elated, and immediately gratified. All eyes were on her, including Nerys, what sweet payback. Beyond that, the movements of his meat in her mouth and down her throat, tickling her uvula and then sinking into the depths was about as good as she imagined it would be. Her body became hot, her vision was dotted with stars as she struggled to breathe. Even as she struggled though, she didn't seem to dislike it, even as this man's sac rubbed against her chin she was happy. All of his undivided attention on her. Everyone focused on her, and choosing her right here, right now. Happy moans and muffled guggling were all that could be heard from the blonde lass as Jason did his business in this way.

Nerys to her credit found the entire situation kind of interesting to watch. She didn't like Kolin, but respected the form of her body. All the while she was coming to a rather interesting conclusion, she was still rather busy watching the movements of Jason's dick. How very interesting that seemed to catch her attention more than a female body in this case. She wasn't under the effect of the oath anymore, and after giving the deck a quick once over she wasn't just interested in any man. She found herself watching a few moments longer before realizing she would indeed enjoy just being the personal plaything of Jason's. Maybe she'd also bring some other women on, ones she could appreciate as not being psychotic, she could give more of herself in a situation like that. Kolin was still sketchy to her, she didn't want to be involved directly with her pleasuring... to put that thought away, she moved on. If any member of the Argonauts approached her with injury she'd take care of them with magic, it was to be a long ride and crew upkeep was important even if she wasn't currently pleasured or being pleasured. Perhaps, a bit later, she'd give the Captain another private show, and find out what it was like to be bent over.

[Bloodedge]

Ah yes, the ultimate proof was before him. The thing that got Kolin going, so to speak, was undoubtedly the very treatment Jason had been offering her previously. All those moans and gurgles coming from her reeked of satisfaction as he continuously expanded her windpipe, and frankly, this was much to Jason's typical preference. Having Kolin beneath him in this manner, he could legitimately appreciate her existence. Truly, she had a single ultimate use for him─ it was only made better when she finally admitted such a thing. He remained unconcerned with the fact that Kolin especially enjoyed the attention she got from the whole deck. Some may have been manning cannons and ballistae for stray creatures throughout the desert, but many were actually fixing their gazes on the promiscuous vixen. Even Nerys looked on intently, and the same could be said of a presently dead-eyed Leorio. Of course, some of the men were still having their way with the filthy lad's backside, even though his ass had long since been effectively gaped as it were. Jason paid no mind to this.

Soon enough, the male's hand was planted atop Kolin's head to steady it. His movements had become rough enough that additional stability was required, lest he knock her head out of place at every thrust. If he did something like that, the point would be lost. His grip was quite firm as a result of this thought, fingers tangled in a mess of hair that had already suffered a loss of proper form. Naturally, that only added to the messier look that prompted Jason to take up his more forceful and excitable approach. He would progress to the next stage soon enough, but he first had to leave himself resting as deep in her throat as possible, once more testing how long the whore could leave her gullet filled this way.

[Apollymi]

Drool, messy hair and a reddened face. This was all Kolin had to show for the roughness of the treatment she was receiving. Actually, this was amazing for her. With eyes on her she got to be herself and something about this was innately freeing and absolutely terrifying. She liked this and hated it. She had standards, she was good. No one got to have her except for who she wanted to share herself with, even so, she wanted everyone to want her. She wanted them jealous of her. She wanted them to know she was the best choice always... what a strange mix of emotions this woman had. Even as Nerys did her work cleaning up injuries her glances found their way back to the couple and she appreciated the view. 'Maybe after all this, I'll see if the Captain will let me use that tub I installed in his room. We could share a bath~' she thought absently. That was a thought of her own. Unlike what Kolin wanted she didn't feel any shame about this. It seemed natural to go along with her biology a bit, especially after being introduced to a specimen like Jason. Though she would have been happy to not be involved at all, if Kolin was a different woman, she could easily see herself aiming to please both parties. Maybe someday, she'd get that out of an encounter.

For now, there was a hand atop Kolin's head, as each of his movements became more rough. She could hardly take it. Those stars in her eyes became black splotches which aimed to encompass her vision and with each stroke into her throat she felt herself losing air. How lovely, her gag reflex had been triggered so much she was well beyond being able to control her output. At this point she'd either pass out or he'd withdraw as her throat seized up on his throbbing cock and she felt intense wetness between her legs.

[Bloodedge]

Jason's future was looking up to be rather interesting, if the mind of Nerys was any indicator. Earlier this day, he'd been meaning to involve Kolin with the two of them, albeit to no avail. Another specimen would do better. This one was a trio of holes that sought one thing to plug them, and he supposed that was fine so long as she remained bearable as she was now. Alas, bearable did not mean capable of bearing. Jason felt and heard every reactive gag from Kolin, relishing in them individually just as the woman herself apparently did. Her passing out would be nothing but an annoyance, though, so that final seize became his indicator to withdraw. Ah, but after fully extricating himself from Kolin's mouth, he did decide to ram his way back in just once more. Following the final removal, he used his grasp on her hair to pull her forward while stepping aside himself. "Cow-tits wants to be a dog now, right?" he asked in rhetoric while his hand moved to the back of her neck. He'd force her down while taking his place behind her, aiming to keep her on hands and knees. "Bark." How prepared was she between her legs? It didn't matter to Jason. Besides, he'd received sufficient enough lubrication from her throat that he would carelessly cram his thickness into her snatch. Actually, he regretted that decision right away; perhaps he should have tried her ass this time instead. Oh well; there was always next time, and the whore was somehow tight enough that he could be more than satisfied with her genitalia.

[Apollymi]

And she was still conscious. Jason never actually choked her out with his meat jammed down her throat, still, it was kind of exciting as a possibility. Whatever the case he removed himself from her mouth only to ram himself down again once more in shocking manner. A gurgle happened as a result and she panicked for half a second but she wasn't given much of a chance to freak out about it. In this instance, he soon had her by the hair and was moving out the way of her. This was so strangely rough, she liked it more than she realized. This really had been a great thing to ask for. He pushed her down and claimed she wanted to act like a dog. Would she bark? Well... yes. "Aarff!" and before she could do it again he was rather suddenly buried deep within her core. How strange to have her sex invaded with no real warning. What was more she was just ready enough that it wasn't painful in the traditional sense but it was still full of friction and aggression. She might really like this sort of thing too much. It was exquisitely tight in this manner and her back arched to meet thrust once. How very nice, this sort of thing was exactly what she'd been missing out on, but alas with her own people she was so strict about how they interacted with her, she never got to know this sort of interaction. The ego of this face had all but disappeared and once this face disappeared maybe she'd be a bit less... closeminded about such things? Whatever the case, she'd take these movements with happiness applied and her tongue hanging out.

Nerys looked at this with a raised brow. She'd always enjoyed a bit more of a bend in the spine of a woman like that. Perhaps Kolin would come to that conclusion on her own... or perhaps Jason would make it happen when he was ready? Or maybe... she'd be the one to show Jason the usefulness of such a thing while he got to be a bit more forceful than one like Nerys normally liked for indulging. Oh... her mind was wandering to such things of their own accord. Getting rid of that oath truly did nothing for the forced change in Nerys sexuality. Admittedly if she had to live with something like that... it was far from the worst thing. She did also say she liked watching... so she'd continue to steal glances while she worked until such a time as they stopped being provided. All the while she wondered, what Kolin's actual goal was... that she wouldn't just accept the happiness that seemed to be present right before her. Delusions of grandeur had to exist in her mind if she really though she could have better than someone who kept her satisfied sexually while putting up with her attitude.

[Bloodedge]

A single bark escaped the 'dog' Jason forcefully inserted himself into, though only the one due to said insertion. This was about par for the course, Kolin already wearing the visage of a panting mess after his abuse of her throat and sudden entry to her undercarriage. There was an aspect of this position he hadn't experienced before. Ah yes, he previously had her pulled toward him while ramming her from behind, but now was not the case. Now, she remained forward, even arching her back to accept him. "Oh? A real bark? Not bad~♪" he chimed as his hips moved in a fashion akin to grinding, all for the sake of stirring the tramp's insides. "Keep doing it! Bark and beg like the mutt you are!" was his next demand. This one came along with a renewed effort to redden Kolin's ass by applying the palm of his free hand to it swiftly and forcefully─ an effort which, itself, accompanied his thrusts. Where did this man learned how sex worked? Wherever or whenever it was, it seemed he'd yet to encounter complaints, as the vigor he applied from the very beginning of the act seemed to be working in his favor every time. Sure, that could have been a matter of Kolin's oath... but it seemed everyone understood that it certainly wasn't, except of course... Kolin herself. It was almost a pity, but even though she could lie to herself, she could no longer lie to Jason. She could kick and scream against her own mind, but just as his orders were absolute, his questions would be met with absolute truth.

[Apollymi]

The actual bark got her more praise, how gratifying. Actually, Kolin found this entire experience to be exactly what she wanted. All the attention, all the abuse, everything happening to her, for her while everyone else got to watch and be jealous. Yes! She could almost taste distain from that bitch Nerys, knowing she wasn't getting sex like this just now. One day... maybe one day, Kolin would realize that not everyone would be envious of her treatment. One day, she'd realize that not everyone cared to infringe upon her territory. But today was not that day. Today, she assumed everyone wanted what she had, and she was happy to flaunt it in front of them. Each downward slap on her ass, made her core tighten with anticipation. She truly didn't expect like this so much. He wanted her to bark, she'd continue to do so. Small yelps and yaps following motions into her hips and as she enjoyed being treated like a dog and taking this man's throbbing cock with much viciousness. She never knew it could be like this... and she was enjoying it. Even as she mentally wanted to be far away from him she couldn't deny that her body felt perfect at the moment. He wanted her to beg, she'd do it without question. "Please spank me harder! Pull my hair!! Fuck me like you hate me!!♥~" That sentence left Kolin's mouth and once again Nerys looked up. There was one question on the table and it was one which everyone else was likely curious about... when would Kolin or rather Mai... realize what she actually wanted? When would it not be a fight between herself and the rest of the world. Such an honest outcry in the middle of passion couldn't have been a mistake nor a lie given her most recent oath. She actually wanted to be hate fucked. There was no judgement of this on Nerys part... a good hate fucking never hurt anyone, her only problem with anything Kolin said was how much it contradicted everything else she did.

[Bloodedge]

Ah yes, those words from Kolin were undoubtedly not lies, nor were they anything similar. He'd seen this side of the woman previously─ she was in her most honest state when properly mistreated. Moreover, the throes of passion were always fully honest, in Jason's own experience. She was endlessly yelping like an abused pup, and she had a few requests as well. Perhaps abuse wasn't the proper word for this treatment. He undoubtedly hadn't been slapping her ass any more lightly than he did with any whore, yet still she thirsted for more intensity. She specifically wanted to be 'fucked like he hated her' as she put it, and given a clause like that... Jason's excitement retracted his arm quite a bit. No longer using the back of her neck as leverage, the Argonaut snatched her by the hair, pulling it as if he intended to rip it from her scalp. Doing so allowed him to further empower his lunges into her pulsating undercarriage. What of that hand that had gone farther back than his torso, though? Well, his loyal pet desired more of a spanking, so that would be what he offered. The sound of his pelvis slamming against her backside wasn't enough; she clearly wished to rouse the sleeping monsters in the desert sands. As a matter of fact, that would be exactly what happened, as the spankings from then on were mighty enough to send reverberations through her plump ass, those waves of flesh stopping only at her lower back. One side, then the other, then back to the first, he continued as if she were a mount failing to carry him quickly enough out of life-threatening danger.

[Apollymi]

Kolin basically asked for disrespectful treatment in the bedroom situation, the likes of which Nerys had actually never witnessed before in person. In fact, in all the time she'd known Kolin, the woman was beyond uptight. She imagined she didn't even let the knights be on top during sex, much less did she ask for this sort of thing. How long had she been lying to herself about her own desire? Was this why she was always taking out her anger and displeasure on everyone else? Was she so much of a brat all she actually needed in life was good dick that wouldn't take lip from her? Nerys couldn't imagine the solution being that simple but... given the look of elation on the woman's face she was starting to believe this was exactly the case. No wonder Merlyn had claimed she was a disgustingly sad human... she was a walking talking contradiction.

But how did she take that disrespect she asked for? With joy and happiness. More yelps and slick wetness applied to her underside as her treatment became rougher and rougher. She didn't know she liked it like this but the stinging in her scalp combined with the burning of her ass cheeks only further incited her. How exciting. Jason took her desire and ran with it! Was all she had to ask to get this? Was this really all it took in such a case? She never found herself wanting this sort of thing before, surely it was this man's influence over her sexual desires that did this to her. She couldn't know why but she wanted to enjoy them then get as far away from him as possible and clear her head. Another yelp escaped her as she started rocking her hips backward. All this was so good. Too good even, she was on the verge of that great break... but he said if she was good she didn't have to ask. She was good now right? She could go... well she didn't have much choice at one of those momentous ass-slaps her body would clinch around him and she'd be seizing on his dick. She really couldn't help it, it was so rough it came out of nowhere. It was blinding. Her tongue hanging out of her mouth, a puddle of drool at her fore... and nothing to show for her efforts but her reddened ass cheeks and tingling scalp. Magnificent.

[Bloodedge]

The pitiful state that was Kolin's very existence, posed no issue to Jason. He was an entitled man, twisted by the world acknowledging him as a Hero, twisted by his time spent being a weakling who survived many a death encounter over greater adventurers. He was a Hero seeking Utopia, but he had no issues violating a woman who'd yet to slight him in any direct manner. All she did was construct the start of a country in a location he saw as a potential Utopia once cleared of monsters, yet he could easily violate her body as if he were taking vengeance. What did he get in exchange for being so vigorous? He received an easier time due to the additional self-lubricating of Kolin, as well as a firmer grip on his shaft. Every sloppy squelch that occurred was followed by the whack of Jason's hand.

Yes, it was a simple matter of asking to receive such treatment from Jason in this case. More specifically, he responded well when his pets begged him properly. Kolin could be the star player of his ship if he managed such consistency, but no, he could not yet have faith in her ability to remain constant. Even now, she was achieving orgasm without request. He did say she was being good, though. Could he allow this as a result? It was already happening, but... she did desire the abuse. As such, an additional plunge saw to it that he entered her womb again, and there he stopped for a moment. With another slap beyond that, he spoke. "No request? Hm," he said while dragging her by the hair, more toward himself. "Guess you're learning. I should do something about that. Punishment? Reward for listening to me earlier? Same shit, isn't it?"

[Apollymi]

Kolin couldn't have helped what happened. She'd originally asked for permission but it his case she couldn't... still, she did also like the abuse, as Jason found is way to the deepest point in her body she gave pause to her actions. She as pulled up roughly by the hair. Had she upset him? Did it matter if she did? If the end result was something she liked regardless, she'd make him upset over and over again. What a terrible set of thoughts. "Hai!♥~" when being held this way she simply couldn't lie, she couldn't lie to Jason about what she liked or how she viewed this thing happening to her right now. "Whether Jason punishes me, or rewards me, I'll still be happy!~" What a bold but honest claim.

Nerys watched this happening again. She'd healed several men and sent them back to their stations, but still found time to gander at the ongoing fiasco between Jason and Kolin. How very strange that she made the claim that she didn't care if she was punished or rewarded in any instance. Actually, that made sense given her own actions up to this point. If she wanted attention, it apparently didn't matter to her if the attention was positive or negative. She could have had anything she actually wanted if she was just honest about it. Nerys realized this watching her be violated by her own choice. Nerys would never choose that... she wasn't into things so rough... but Nerys was a romantic. It was obvious by this pair of individuals actions that neither of them knew or understood romance to any great degree. Ah, that wasn't any of the healers business though. Aside from Kolin being an absolutely horrible person to everyone she came across, she wouldn't have cared what the woman did with her own loins.

[Bloodedge]

How many of Kolin's words and actions were even remotely related to those oaths anymore? By Jason's personal count, he would say... none of them. Was this an accurate count? If so, when would Kolin herself realize this? Whenever that happened, he would have much to say and do. Little did Jason know, Kolin still held the desire to run away when this leg of their encounter started. Ah, but even as she thought that, she still sought the sweet release that apparently no other man had ever approached her with the intention of delivering. Jason would do nothing less, for it was favorable to his own method of self-satisfaction.

Now, one could hope Kolin managed to slick Jason's member sufficiently. He pulled back, seemingly drenched with her fluids, but it hardly made a difference to him. Jason's hand left Kolin's backside long enough to readjust his cock, which he would promptly press into her ass. Without a care, he did not switch to any sort of gentle approach. The only thing slowing his entry, in fact, was the natural difficulty making that snug little fit. Alas, he would not be dissuaded or deterred from shoving his tool into the depths of his plaything's rectum.

[Apollymi]

When would Kolin realize? Probably never... to be honest it was well beyond her understanding. She didn't know what it was about this situation she enjoyed but she knew it wasn't normal to her nature. Or rather, she thought that... she thought that such a thing was well beneath her and it all had to do with this man and his attitude. Obviously, it wasn't anywhere near normal that she'd ask for and respond kindly to such treatment. She was a Queen, she wanted to be treated with absolute respect and hold absolute authority. And one couldn't do that if they were less than mighty in the eyes of those beneath them. Ah... one day... one day she might understand that setting herself up like that while not having follow through led her to crazy places and contradictions of her very soul. But right now... there were more important matters to deal with.

For instance, Jason changing his tactics with little to no care in the world for what he was switching to. From plunging deep into Kolin's core to rather suddenly shifting and plunging into the depths of her ass. There was no halt, no lessening and absolutely no preparation. Most would respond in pain. Most would shy away and cry this wasn't at all the kind of thing that most would sign up for. But... Kolin wasn't most. That shift was one which was extreme and gained her an intense feeling of pressure she'd never known before. It was excruciatingly painful but it gave her bliss which caused her core to vibrate just like it did when Jason hit the spot deepest within her. Actually, when Lot had used a finger in that same place she thought it might have been interesting as a thought for later... and now was later officially. What would she say in response to this... oh well something rather shocking. "Jason is punishing my asshole and I love it♥!~" And once again Nerys looked up. They'd refer to that one as a pain slut. In porn consumption she should be a brat who gained punishment and the rewards for taking the punishment. There was a big market for that sort of thing. Nerys hadn't liked it much when they were consuming that sort of media but... the market for it made sense. What didn't make sense at all, was the amount of contradiction between the visage that Kolin put on for people and the one she apparently liked to wear in context for sex. Maybe one day she'd figure out the part of this that was actually her and accept it... but doubts were present everywhere.

[Bloodedge]

So, it seemed Kolin's cut-off line was thinner than she implied. The specifically demeaning act of being urinated on was obviously not to her preference, but she appeared to desire everything else that had happened to her previous king. She was a deplorable masochist of a woman, though only due to the fact that she constantly lied to herself and all others about what she was. No more. Jason would not be having those lies in his presence, and Kolin officially couldn't tell one if she tried. Jerking her hair again, reddening her backside anew, he began to thrust no differently than he did in previous moments. "And? What else? Quit fucking around; tell the whole desert what kind of barrel-bottom bitch you really are!" he demanded, beyond certain of Kolin's true nature due to the day's experiences.

Though difficult beyond reason, this was what he was more accustomed to. Women were the Argonaut's preference, but... they were rarely found on his journey, so he was normally found bedding men─ this intense, burning friction was therefore completely normal to him. He was already beginning to leak a great deal of preejaculate into her ass, finding that his thrusts were losing the rough friction, but gaining a slicker passage to go along with that vice-grip of a hole.

[Apollymi]

Was Kolin's line of tolerance lower than expected... yes. Apparently being a toilet wasn't of interest to her, but she enjoyed pain, enough that even her current level of rough treatment had her swooning. It could happen again, some kind of strange deep building pressure was occurring within the body of Kolin. She didn't have a point of reference for it either as such a thing had never happened before but she could feel it, along with the quivering of her asshole. Ah, but she didn't have much time to think about that, Jason was asking her a question... and when Jason asked questions she was compelled to answer truthfully. Even as her hair was jerked so roughly she only moaned happily in reply, even as he plunged in and out of her with reckless abandon, she didn't seem to care about anything else. Did Kolin even have notions of romance... no not at all. That much was obvious by how she'd answered Arthur's questions in her interrogation. What did she had instead, desires... just those. And they were far less pleasant than one might imagine. "I'm a flithy gold-digging slut who wants to be taken care of, and fucked like I'm hated while making people look up to me!♥~ I want them to watch as I cum from getting pounded in my asshole and still worship me!♥~"

Nerys. Poor Nerys. She could have gone her whole life without hearing such a sentence. She didn't know those words could be strung together in a sentence without someone or something exploding in the distance. She was quite sure words like that sank continents. Words like that caused earthquakes. Words like that made men lose religion and faith in all humanity. How could someone truly be that contradictory? Those clear blue eyes in the sorceress face were full of an unseen emotion, she didn't know if she was truly shocked anymore. She'd heard many strange things from Kolin since she'd become compelled to tell the truth, but she didn't expect her to admit to so much in the heat of the moment. 'Never... ever... swear under duress.' She thought, it was such an obvious lesson, one technically presented by Merlyn earlier. But Kolin was crazed and wouldn't have listened even if Merlyn had advised her directly. She'd likely forget she even said something like that... her psyche definitely couldn't handle admitting something like that.

[Bloodedge]

The truth was an interesting thing when spoken by Kolin. She wanted the wealth of another. She wanted pampering. She wanted to be mated with like some wild beast, yet she also wanted the adoration of others. Last but not least, she wanted others to watch her receive such treatment, and still look up to her as if she were some divine being. How? Everything about this woman's general demeanor implied that she didn't want anyone to see her in such a state, outside of being compelled by her current desire to please Jason. What was with that honesty, then? She was a strange one, certainly.

Whatever the case, Jason was concerned with nothing but the fact that she'd spoken such truths. He didn't care about the contradictions, or whether anything made sense or not. His crew also didn't seem very bothered, as the lot of them were watching, wishing to join the fray and enjoy this buxom slut for themselves. Would they even have a chance? Well, many of them had been slowly drawing closer for some time, but either they refused to interrupt Jason without his allowance, or they were simply aiming to get a better look. "Worship? The only worship here, is fucking!" Jason responded to her wild claims. "The only thing anybody's ever gonna want you for, is to stuff you full of cock!" he concluded, while using her for just that purpose himself. The time was near. Soon, he would be done with his use of Kolin for the time being, but not before he was certain she'd been properly opened up. After all, he thought to keep this access point capable of accepting him with ease for the duration of the desert journey. It would take about three more days to traverse these dangerous lands and reach the city of Dis, and of course Jason intended to enjoy all of his pets as thoroughly as possible in that time.

[Apollymi]

Jason's words struck strangely in Kolin's ears. She'd heard them, but they didn't process. She couldn't have what she wanted? What did he mean? Was this really true? Surely he didn't think she was actually like this? Obviously it was her oaths. She wasn't the type of person who would have done all of this, she didn't want to be abused, she just wanted to be adored. So, she'd avoid this man at all costs having done what was necessary to get across the desert.

Three days. Three days was the amount of time it took for them to reach Dis. She could see her city on the horizon. A smile came to her face as she was going to finally get something she wanted. Well, that wasn't entirely true, what she wanted now was revenge and distance between herself and Jason, as much as she could possibly get. Everything else would matter. Still she prepared to disembark she though to gather her people, Nerys, Leorio and Lot should all be in place and ready to go by the time she was right?

[Bloodedge]

The twisted nature of a psychotic queen was lost to Jason, just as her true nature was lost to the woman herself. Regardless of her desire, or even what she thought she desired, she was going to be abused. She would receive nothing resembling adoration, bar any misconceptions the madwoman had when receiving Jason's praise─ whenever that actually happened. He would make use of her when the mood struck him for three days, just as his men would make use of Leorio while they weren't dealing with random monsters along the way. By the end of this journey, many current inhabitants of the Argo would be physically satisfied... except the wannabe king, who was quite worse for wear.

With Dis ahead of them, surely everyone meant to disembark would be ready. Jason himself stood at the helm to announce their arrival, and for one, Leorio couldn't have been more prepared to leave. That poor little thing could hardly walk, and couldn't breathe without the smell of piss and semen striking his palate again. No amount of washing did away with it. Lot, however, managed to avoid the Argonauts' sexual abuses by not annoying Jason for a few days. He may have been one to seek Kolin's favor, but he didn't care how much of a whore she was─ at lest as long as he had his turn in his ideal end. Lot also managed to acquire a pair of new lances, forged with monster bones, hide and scales he'd helped claim over their three day trip. Ah, but even he was the second most useless traveler aboard, defeated only by his own brother in terms of unearned status. Nerys was, by far, the most satisfactory pickup from Zuria. Prior to 'docking' at their destination, Jason wondered what would become of that one in particular. She'd obviously been freed of Kolin's grasp, and Kolin herself would undoubtedly not be kept on the Argo; she had purposes elsewhere.

[Apollymi]

Kolin was taking a head count. On the journey, Lot had rearmed himself, definitely for the best. Leorio had been abused... but he wasn't really useful for much else so that was to be expected and somehow the mage Nerys had managed to get by, just working as a healer, part analyzer and poison expert for the whole of the crew. She also had sex with Jason periodically over the course of the three days they'd been moving, but that was more or less a personal choice. Kolin didn't remember that she'd freed Nerys from her servitude in a fit of rage, but it was a memory which was about to be brought back to the forefront of her mind. Seeing the two red haired lads she'd brought with her, Kolin was a bit annoyed. Leorio looked elated to be leaving, though she supposed she couldn't really blame him. "Where the hell is Nerys? It's time to go~" said Kolin as she was more than happy to get off this ship as well.

Nerys for her credit in this was near the halm of course, she didn't answer that particular summons of Kolin's as she no longer had to, and instead found herself approaching the Captain of the Argo for a much overdue conversation. She was currently dressed as she had been when she'd first arrived that little eye in her hat bouncing around as the tentacles which were part of it seemed to move her hair into place. She'd speak pretty directly as she always did those clear blue eyes of hers not much moving from the Captain. "Well, the desert is a death trap and that city is a death trap, for anyone with tits. You could use a cowardly healer on the Argo right? You did say you'd keep me... I'm just curious as to how you meant that, Captain..." she said in her starting speech. Kolin for her part in this managed to look legitimately confused. "What are you even doing... this isn't a job interview. Bring your ass..." she demanded which only made Nerys smile, she ignored Kolin while waiting on Jason's retort.

[Bloodedge]

The sorceress, Nerys, joined Jason at the helm while Kolin and her faithful awaited departure... and apparently, Nerys as well. How strange. That mage was Jason's now─ one of 'the boys,' even. Why was Kolin bothering to look for her now, after releasing her from servitude? Well, whatever. The white-haired woman sought a discussion with the Argonaut. Yes, the desert was certain death to all who wandered it. Yes, the city just ahead of them was essentially the same for women of all sorts. Yes, he had infinite uses for a coward and a healer, among many other things he found Nerys useful for. Why she expressed curiosity as to how he meant 'keeping' her was beyond Jason, though. As far as he was concerned, he'd been very clear when saying that. Ah, but it seemed Kolin had something to say about the notion as well. "Shut your cocksucker, unless you plan on using it for what it's made for," he said to Kolin, immediately addressing Nerys afterwards. All the while though, his gaze remained on the city ahead. Oh, the time he'd be having when during the many visits he intended to make! "I said it how it is. Your place ain't in that city; you're gonna keep my men alive, and my dick rock-hard out in the desert. You don't have options either way."

[Apollymi]

Jason's snap at Kolin made her stop speaking. If nothing else, she wasn't about to not get off this ship being so close to her own personal sanctuary. Still it didn't sit right with her, the idea that Nerys was not acknowledging her and specifically seemed unready to depart. Jason's words to Nerys were no less abrasive but she'd gotten quite used to Jason in the last few days. In that time, she'd come to realize he said exactly what he meant in any given moment. He was a very honest man... perhaps a bit worn by the world but still good. At the very least, Nerys could read his temperament and knew as long as she didn't cross him and remained useful that she'd be in no real danger. She was almost certain that even without sex (before it was offered anyways) she could have been quite an asset to the man and he realized that himself. Those were terms she could have bargained with on her own, but those were taken away by Kolin and her oaths. "That's about what I thought. I was just double checking... ya' know before someone ordered me dragged off the ship. Forgetting she released me from servitude and angry about my existence again~" Nerys words came out teasing but she meant them and she knew enough of Kolin to know that she would have done exactly that and maybe Lot would have complied to try and steal her away even if she didn't want to go. "I did no such thing, and I can't leave you on this ship, how could you guarantee your safety?" these were the words of Kolin about releasing Nerys and a play at manipulation but that sort of thing wouldn't work against Nerys as she already knew what Kolin was like. But there were several reasons Kolin didn't want to leave her on the ship, and none of them were good.

"Yeah, that won't work one me, especially not now. I take my orders from the Captain Jason. The man whose moods don't go from ignoring me to trying to have me raped and murdered in seconds over things that he has happening in his own head. Enjoy your big goals whoredom." Nerys gave that last sentence with a happy wave. She really and truly had no intention of getting off this ship in the first place after she got on it. It was simply easier that Jason claimed her as one of his and he'd already pretty much silenced Kolin's ability to misbehave in doing so. Kolin seemed to think about this for a second or two her expression souring. She wanted to keep Nerys, she could have sworn her anew, if Jason hadn't just laid claim to her like that. Ugh, everything was so difficult, she'd make her regret it eventually. She also wasn't allowed to choose someone else. Ah, but she couldn't really think like that anymore... she had to behave, she had a promise of no harm upon such people. "That's a bit annoying you are the only fully specialized healer I had on hand..." a shrug came from Nerys, if she knew such things were hard to come by she probably shouldn't have offered her up to a sand pirate.

[Bloodedge]

"Unless I order it, you ain't getting off this ship," was Jason's retort. He'd been balls-deep in the bodies of women for days now, after so long without. No way was he going to suddenly go with only men on this very ship─ especially when Nerys had so many other uses, including the ability to collect more interesting women. Kolin made a quick effort to deny releasing the mage from servitude, but to no avail. She'd done exactly that, no room for questions. Nerys was content to hold her to that day's words. Good; Jason didn't have to bother intervening. He did, however, step away from the helm to address Kolin nonetheless. She was obviously struggling with her inability to do anything but behave around himself and his subordinates. At least she gave in eventually. "Get a new healer. Make sure she's got a nice body too," he said, taking a moment to appraise the blonde woman's body once more before her departure. "I'm gonna be paying a lot of visits to this here country of yours. Set me up a nice spot to stay in, and a place for the boys too."

[Apollymi]

"Aye, Captain♥!~" were the only words that Nerys had to spare, in this case fully acknowledging that she only took orders from the man known as Jason. This was a better arrangement for the type of person that Nerys was overall, and at the very least kept her away from the obviously disturbed Kolin. Kolin for her part in this scoffed but let it go. She couldn't do anything about it, so long as Jason claimed Nerys as one of his own. All she could do was get ready to get off the ship. Only, Jason had words for her... what were they? She should get a new healer... she would do that regardless, but he wanted her to have a nice body? Why? Hers was more than enough... No. Wait. That's not at all what she meant. She just meant if he had someone else to bed, he'd stay away from her... that was good right? If it was... then why was she upset about the idea of yet another woman being added to his plate?

He also wanted a place set up within her Kingdom as well, she'd do that... she technically already agreed to that aspect though not in such specific terms. He claimed he'd make visits to the Kingdom frequently how exciting. No. Not exciting she didn't want to be anywhere near him. "Yes Jason. As you like. I'll make sure you have a nice place for you and your crew..." she acquiesced to his wishes while squirming under his gaze. She didn't like this man. She wanted to get away from him. "Lot, Leorio... let's go." she said more than ready to get off this ridiculous ship. She'd put as much space between her and Jason as possible, even though... the idea of him visiting made her heart flutter. Ugh, just another left over... right? All the while, Nerys watched and gave a sad shake of her head. That woman truly didn't know how confused she was. She had no idea how very contradictory her own nature was. Oh well, at the very least, Nerys could look forward to having something interesting to do on the ship. She'd take care of the boys, find them some nice bisexual women to bed and introduce Jason to more degeneracy from modern times. Hers would be a happy ending.

[Bloodedge]

He'd had an interesting time with the one called Nerys over the past few days, and it seemed that would continue. Even after being freed of her servitude to Kolin, and thereby of Jason himself, yet he'd lost no access to the mage. Actually, she seemed even more available than she'd been before. This was good. Jason supposed the initial experience of him had successfully broken the white-haired former male down, though it seemed Kolin was not yet fully immersed in her new lifestyle. She may have agreed to make a place for Jason and his crew, but after that, she thought to take her leave with those pitiful men dragging along at her coattails? That wasn't quite right, was it? "Good, good. I'll swing by to check it out soon. You ain't leaving already though, are you?"

At no point would he allow Kolin to forget her place, even though she quite literally couldn't forget if she tried. Still, he beckoned that whore of his with his forefinger, intending to seed his position over her into that dumb little head of hers. "C'mon. Say goodbye, and do it right," he demanded. Did Jason require her services? No; not at all. Ah, but that didn't mean he wouldn't take the opportunity to, in essence, rip the podium from beneath Kolin at this very moment.

[Apollymi]

Jason's words to Kolin were fine. She was ready to leave, but... he wouldn't let her just yet. What could this actually mean? The words he used were ones of endearment, like someone sending their significant other off to work. At the same time, she doubted the man held such notions at all. This wasn't done out of some extreme need to care for her. Still, she was currently on his ship and couldn't say now. She took measured steps towards him... why was it always like this? Why couldn't she stay away from him? Why was she pleased he wanted something from her before she left? There was a light in her eyes as she considered this and she suppressed it. She was being humiliated for no good reason... but it was attention from Jason♥~. "Of course, Jason!~" there was so much excitement in her voice that she couldn't hide. She didn't know how to feel. She'd never really know how to feel.

Still the buxom blonde found herself near the helm before the man. He wanted her to say goodbye and do it properly. There was only one thing he could want from her by that logic. She fell to her knees before him aiming to take his cock into her mouth. What a strange way for the pair of them to meet. It'd been the start of them and would be this end of them still she was rather excited. At the same time Nerys leaned against a nearby banister sending a casual glance over to the woman. Poor thing, she really had no idea what she looked like to everyone else. Or maybe just anyone with sense. She still had her followers after all.

[Bloodedge]

Of course, Jason. These were words he was gradually getting used to from Kolin, more so than any others. His crew called him Captain, or even sir. That particular sentence was one only spoken by the wench approaching him, but never did any other acceptance of his order sound so... happy. How could she ever pretend to be anything else? she clearly adored being ordered around and dominated, yet she wanted to be such a high and mighty entity in her own right. It was a shame that she had no merit to speak of that would warrant such a thing, unless one counted her use as a personal cock-massager. Even then, her body did more than its fair share of heavy lifting for whatever else she offered. Oh well; she was at least being proactive enough to interpret the meaning of his 'goodbye' offer. Without an ounce of confusion, she kneeled and took him into her mouth. With the widest of grins, Jason planted a hand atop her head. "Good girl! It only took you a few days to get the picture!" Though it shouldn't have taken so much time, Jason found himself actually impressed that she'd made this progress at all. She deserved some sort of reward for that, right? Or, was allowing her to taste him more than enough reward? Given how she was, perhaps the latter was the case. . .

As Kolin situated herself properly to consume the Argo's Captain, Lot... kept his gaze averted. He didn't understand what had become of Kolin, but it wasn't his business. So long as he had access to Kolin, and the chance to become king to her queen, he could ignore every stone she let herself stumble over─ even if said stumble left her open mouth around a thousand cocks greater than his own. Leorio, on the other hand, could only watch and be silent. He would always wonder when his time would come, now with both Kolin and Jason... however, he was beginning to wonder if his time would ever come. Did Kolin just want this sort of treatment from him? Was she simply waiting with bated breath, showing him moments of her having contact with these more aggressive men, all so he would get the hint and be more like that? Well... perhaps that was something for the lad to think of when his ass and jaw stopped hurting─

[Apollymi]

Praise! Kolin was receiving praise from Jason. Somehow this was everything she wanted, and she was quite enamored by it. She'd continue what she was doing then, until he stopped her or until he finished. Taking him further and deeper into her own mouth. She'd go on, until she gagged even. She was elated. She hated him right? Why did it felt nice to be rewarded? Whatever the case the hand upon her head gave her quite a the jolt of happiness. This would continue, gagging gurgling, happiness though she had no reason to understand why she felt this way. It was a shame she truly wanted to get away from this man as quickly as possible, but somehow was still glad to have his attention in the moment.

All the while Nerys watched as the two Knights Kolin managed to secure from Zuria looked on. Much like he'd been doing the entirety of their trip Lot, looked away. That was interesting, Lot always carried himself as if he were better than others, but Nerys could see very clearly from the outside that he was no better than anyone else. She supposed they'd been given a practical showing of how much Lot failed by comparison. Ah, and then there was the poor sad Leorio. Nerys felt nothing but pity for the lad. His actions in Zuria not withstanding, she wasn't sure he didn't just have a similar experience to her own. Except, unlike her, he hadn't at all figured out that he wasn't going to be the 'hero' or 'mc' in this world. Still he waited around for that woman like a good little lap dog. A subtle shake of Nerys' head would occur, she knew what she thought of a moment like this and it was quite sad. In exactly this moment she was kind of glad she was no longer a man.

[Bloodedge]

Of course it was everything she wanted. How could she be blamed? From what Jason himself observed of this woman, he could happily provide her wildest dreams, all while only seeking his own interests. She didn't hate anything about this. No, what she hated was surely being without such treatment elsewhere in her pitiful life. Regardless, here she was, slobbering and inhaling the Argonaut's cock as if she hadn't a care for anything else. Oh? Was she gagging of her own accord now? Such progress was being showed, he couldn't keep the satisfied grin and laughter held in. "Hoho─! What's this shit? Trying to make me let you stay on the Argo? That's some good work, slut~" How long would she go on with this, he wondered. Little did he know, it was her intention to continue until some sort of end was brought about by Jason, either his halting or his ejaculation. In this case, it would certainly be the latter. Those worthless pigs preparing to leave could sit and watch for all he cared; they had done nothing at all in the past few days, besides one of them getting on Jason's nerves in a few words. Ah well─ he had more satisfying things to concern himself with.

[Apollymi]

Was this what she wanted? No. Of course not, no one wanted to be made made a fool of in front of everyone. Surely, this was another leftover, more of a reason for her to get as far away from this man as possible. Still it didn't stop her from trying to swallow his dick down her throat. She was gagging herself quite effectively and had no problem doing it just to the edge of her own consciousness. It didn't stop her from giving him the pleasure she knew he was looking for, nor did it stop her from taking pleasure for herself. What was more, she was being further rewarded. More words of praise from Jason!~ What was this? He spoke as if he'd let her stay. She... didn't want that! She had things to do, none of it involved being a random cabin girl on a ship in the middle of a shitty desert. Then why? Why did she do more, seem more happy, gain intensity with the depths at which she shoved him down her own throat? It was the oath right? She was just doing what she was compelled to do, make Jason happy. That was all this was, her making him happy which she did because of her ridiculous oath. It had nothing to do with her directly. It was just another step forward, towards her ultimate goal, revenge against those who wronged her! But that didn't stop her from finishing this.

Nerys watched the conflict play across the eyes Kolin. Nerys also watched Jason, she could see what this woman saw in a man like him at least. Nerys held no qualms about her own feelings in these matters. She wasn't the type to confuse her wants with her desires. But... it was obvious to anyone who'd seen the workings of Kolin that she'd confuse those two things every time she opened her mouth.

[Bloodedge]

One thing could not be hidden, no matter any attempts to do so. When Jason presented even an idea of keeping Kolin aboard the Argo, her efforts increased drastically. She seemed almost ready to drive herself to unconsciousness with how frequently she sacrificed her own breath to his shaft. Did she really think he would let her stay, when that would sacrifice an entire kingdom of whores that would be at his disposal? That may have been the dumbest thought she'd ever had, if so. "Eh? That's what you want, isn't it? You want to stay here and have daily access to the pipe you love drinking from so much?" Unlike previous situations, Jason felt no need to abuse Kolin─ directly, at least. Actually, he wouldn't even be cramming himself into her throat this time, simply because he didn't have a need; Kolin did that herself. Ah, she'd receive exactly what she longed for. Jason could feel the compression of his jewels taking place, alongside that tingling sensation creeping its way up his urethra into his tip. "You'd prefer if we never even made it to this shitty place, huh? Just you, my cock, and an audience for the rest of your life that doesn't have any other worth."

[Apollymi]

Jason was still talking to her. This was nice, right? No. No it wasn't. She didn't want to stay on this ship at all, she did only what was necessary to please him. No one liked being demeaned in this way, least of all her. She was an object of worship and adoration, not some common harlot to be taken advantage of on the street. Oh, but she couldn't really think like that when she had this man's dick far enough down her throat that she felt like she was fighting for air. Ah but she wouldn't stop either, she felt like it would be wrong to at this junction. Even as she wanted to argue with him, she felt like she couldn't. If she opened her mouth to speak on this she couldn't did that mean... her contrary thoughts were lies? Surely not, obviously there was no way she enjoyed this sort of thing. No way she wanted to stay. She simply didn't want Nerys to stay too. Yes, that was it, she didn't want Nerys getting overly comfortable around Jason on his ship. Why? Because she didn't put her on this ship to be comfortable, she'd meant her as a sacrifice. Sacrifices weren't supposed to be happy, they were supposed to be miserable. Ah, but that didn't matter. The idea of her, Jason and an audience forever wasn't terrible. But... it was terrible. What about her revenge? What about all of those who'd wronged her? What about that seething hatred that welled up in the pit of her soul. It needed to be quelled and that couldn't happen here! She kept working, a gentle swallowing motion occurred in her throat as she forgot herself momentarily. Even as she did though, her body aimed to please. She could feel gentle wetness between her legs even as she lodged this man so deep in the back of the throat she'd have to force him out with vigor. She breathed outwardly and waited.

[Bloodedge]

No answer came from Kolin, but she also didn't stop anything she'd been doing. That much was enough of a response as far as the truth of this matter was concerned, though it wouldn't truly suffice for Jason. He'd asked her a question, receiving no response. What happened to all of that "of course, Jason" he'd been hearing before? It was gone while Kolin dealt with her own state of denial. It never really mattered, but there was one truth to be known regardless. Had Kolin been an exceptional treat, as her body would imply, perhaps he would have actually left her on the Argo. Honestly though, the variety to be gained from Dis was far greater than Kolin ever could be in her own right, yet... that didn't mean he'd be done with her either. "No? Heh!" he scoffed, thinking to have a bit of fun with his rebuttal. The mental abuse would never end even as he refrained from physical torture, and letting Kolin wind herself up in that little head was amusing enough. The time had come. He was ready to fill her throat and mouth, or cover her with his essence depending on what Kolin herself did with his following words. Once he'd spoken, matters would be entirely in her hand─ he would be expelling his seed soon regardless. "If you insist on being less of a slut, I guess I'll just leave you with this. Go on. Milk out your goodbye gift, and get off my ship since you don't want to stick around and get your holes stuffed constantly. I really thought I was onto something there; that's damn disappointing!" he said, making a grand show of the speech that anyone with more than a shred of sense would see as a farce.

[Apollymi]

Jason's words rather suddenly shifted! He was disappointed!? Kolin's eyes showed momentary terror, why was he upset? She'd been doing what she was supposed to... did he think she didn't wish to be kept by him? Was this why he behaved the way he did? Was there something to be done about this? All the while, the demeaning words he spoke to her encouraged her in the strangest way. She didn't care if he thought she wanted to leave, she did damn it. So why? Why? Why?! Why was she working harder, why was she actually doing what he said? She pulled back so that when he finished it would be in her mouth, she added her hand to the effort literally aiming to milk his seed into her mouth. She'd not had this idea of her own accord, she was simply following orders so she could actually get off the ship. Obviously this was what she wanted, and this is what she'd get. Still, she was a tinge sad, right? What if he was serious? What if he wouldn't come back? She wanted that right? But the thought of it made her heart hurt, even as she helped him reach fruition. She didn't want to stay! She didn't like this treatment! She didn't! But yet, she was wary of the idea of him actually leaving. How frightening, still in the moment she'd simply do what she needed. If she didn't speak she didn't have to contradict herself. But it was written all over her face instead.

Nerys, on the other hand watched this part of the thing with wide eyes. Jason's words seemed a bit extravagant for the moment. But when actually listening to them, Nerys' eyes widened. She looked and indeed there was terror and added movement on the part of Kolin, though she'd said nothing, she figured this was likely her way of getting around her need to tell the truth in front of Jason. Ah, but her face, she was terrified of the idea that he didn't want her. She was actually visibly upset though it was obvious that she just didn't understand the sarcasm involved with how Jason spoke. Nerys' face went flatlined. Those plump lips of hers thinned to near closure. A gentle reddening occurred as it became more and more red. A gentle heaving her her chest occurred. She was trying her absolute hardest and it wasn't working. To stop sound from escaping, she clasped her hands over her mouth, she mustn't laugh. She mustn't laugh... damn Jason was really hamming this up. Nerys was almost dizzy from holding in the sound which fought to escape her and in the moment fell over on her side with a gentle thud. She was clutching her sides, no sound escaping, her back to the scene but amusement in her visage. If any actually managed to see it, she was having a fit of laughter. She was silently having the biggest laugh she'd had since coming to this world.

[Bloodedge]

All the elation he'd seen form in Kolin's visage, became the guise of a veritable child who feared abandonment. Did she even realize how much of herself she was giving away, despite the fact that she still had nothing to say aloud? It almost felt as if her body itself intended to give her true answer, and this, in fact, was what Jason took from her movements. She was still doing just as instructed, taking the effort of a showy ejaculation into her own hands─ literally. Just at the cusp of completion, Jason had something to say. "Well, I guess I should punish the lack of servitude, huh? Maybe I won't give you this drink you want," he said. These words were, of course, only for dramatic effect. Mere seconds later, there would be a stream of ejaculate firing forward, splattering its way out of his tip. With that, he sighed dramatically, scratching his cheek with his free hand while releasing Kolin's head. "Unless... maybe you were trying to make a point? Yeah, you'd probably rather have me at your place, huh?" Yes, even after all that, Jason still wasn't entirely done. He was certain the oath Kolin made alone was virtually nothing of her actions at this point, but his aim was to implant a series of thoughts into the whore's mind. There would be torment, further questioning, and it would never end if Jason had anything to do with it.

[Apollymi]

Jason was going to punish her, by not giving her what she was working towards? What had she done? She didn't understand... this whole thing was so confusing. She was still being subservient she didn't get it. She didn't want him around, she didn't want him to stay. She wanted to be what she needed to be, to get her vengeance. But... she also didn't want him to go away, she didn't want him alone with anyone else. No. That wasn't it... she didn't care if he was with anyone else. If she was in his presence she should simply be most important. Yeah that was better. Still, she didn't stop the pout that came to her face when he made his first claim. Ah, but that wasn't it, she was still milking him and he didn't hold back, and she got a mouthful of his seed. A grin came to her face before she opened her mouth before swallowing it down. His last words made her eyes widen. Did she want him to come by her place? Maybe... yes?! Her eyes brightened for just a moment but there was so much confusion in herself. "Of course, Jason♥~ You can come by and enjoy whenever you like... I'll look forward to it!~" Too much. She still couldn't stop the extra truth of her statements. She wanted to die, but she couldn't keep the elation out of her voice. It had to be the proximity. It was time for her to leave. She got up from her knees having been let go and she gave the man a smile, a strangely happy one. "See you around, Jason♥!~" she said happily as if she'd actually been given a gift before leaving.

All of this bravado did nothing for Nerys. She was still dying of laughter. She didn't even have to see this whole thing to know how happy the woman looked to be given such a thing to hang on to. In fact, Nerys could barely keep herself together, that silent laughter had taken over her whole body. Her sides hurt, her chest hurt... her entire body felt like it was on fire from the air not properly leaving her lungs. Oh, by the gods this was absolutely hilarious. Why was this woman so easy to read? For someone who spent all of their time trying to manipulate how was she such an easy target for that same kind of manipulation? 'You literally couldn't make someone this contradictory?!' she thought, while trying to force more air into her lungs.

[Bloodedge]

Ah, there it was again. Of course, Jason, the wench spoke. She even showcased her mouthful of semen prior to swallowing his load and offering such agreement. For a show like that, he'd definitely be making the occasional trip to Dis, even if there weren't a thousand other whores to partake of. The rest would simply act as... additional incentive for himself and the crew, as it were. Oh, but what was this smile? Was that proper adoration and excitement he saw in her face while she wasn't pleasuring him? Could she really be stupid enough to think such a thing was connected to those oaths? The gears in that woman's brain were far beyond worn─ perhaps they were even made of burnt wood or something. . .

"Yeah yeah. Just make sure you've got that spot for me and the boys. We might hunt something big, and pull through to take a load off. Best room ya' got for me, full presentation when I show up, yadda yadda~" he chanted, waving a lackadaisical hand around toward the end of his clause. He was satisfied, and therefore quite done with Kolin and her pitiful lackeys. There were things to do, adventure to see, and an infinite number of things he could still learn from Nerys. That last thought may have even been something he thought to deal with first and foremost, actually. . .

[Apollymi]

Jason had some final parting instructions for Kolin which she took to heart. Though she wouldn't have wanted to otherwise, she'd actually make sure such a thing was prepared for Jason, if only because she actually really wanted to make him happy. "Hai!♥ " she chimed, another slip into a word which gave up her actual origin. Ugh... there it went again. Yep, distance... since he waved her off she took her leave having internalized what he said. She was quite giddy beneath that scowl her face wore. There were definitely more than a few screws loose in her head... but at least she was happy for a few seconds... right?

Whatever the case as Kolin and Company departed, Nerys finally managed to sit up. She was still laughing, silently. Added to her achy sides were tears balled up on the corners. Untold joy in her visage as she tried to make sense of an existence like Mai Valentine and couldn't. She simply couldn't rationalize that person, and their continued resistance to what they so obviously wanted was so ironic she could have died from being in its presence. No, but instead that same crazed ideology got her freed from service. And technically pushed towards the exact object of this woman's affections. Hell her own oaths kept her from being properly jealous about him, because now she had to share him properly. Beyond that she'd made it so everyone who fell under her authority would want to please the man sexually further isolating herself from being the absolute best thing in his life. She'd wound herself into so many knots over this one, Nerys was quite sure she had no idea which way was up in her own mind. That just made it funnier. Finally, some several moments after all of this started, the white haired mage was able to exhale a melodic giggle. She didn't know what she'd think of freedom in this world, but if she could have this sort of laughter, it was fine.

[Bloodedge]

As Kolin took her leave, she was followed by an aloof Lot, a contemplative Leorio, and... another figure residing in shadows, yet always, always close enough to keep Kolin in his sights. Jason believed that even if he visited Dis the next day, he would have his accommodations as demanded. There was no way he hadn't plunged himself into the depths of that woman's mind, enough that she would even obey without oaths and the like. Perhaps she would wrestle with herself, make some rash decision or two, etc. Either way, she'd do as she was told, like a good little whore.

Jason took the time of departure to look out unto the major city. It was quite the repulsive place, not at all suited to his ideal utopia... but it was a start, in a way. He'd be checking in soon enough, but first, it was time to set off on a hunt he'd mapped out not far from Dis. "Sails loose boys! Time to take that golem down a few pegs!" he shouted with an elevated fist, inciting cheers across the deck as the Argo was turned about. In a few steps, he drew closer to the hysterical Nerys. Yes, his phallus was still very much on display, but it was a hand that he offered instead. Strange; it seemed he had a different sort of attachment to this one after all. Well, she was one of 'the boys' now, even if that came with a few additional benefits. "You're wasting lungs cracking-up. Save the air for better shit."

[Apollymi]

Ah, and then they were finally gone. Nerys was still a bit hysterical yes, but it was mostly just because it was all too funny. But, she wouldn't be allowed that Jason had orders after all. Sails were being loosed and they had a target in their sights as well. A golem. Oh that wasn't good. Crushing injuries always took extra energy to fix up... well no matter. She could do it if she had to, whatever the case soon enough Jason was approaching Nerys directly. The blue eyed woman wiped a tear out the corner of her eye as she looked up at the man's extended hand. How strange, well, Jason didn't treat her badly or anything. His words were harsh on women who were soft, but... Nerys wasn't that kind of soft. She reached up with a smile and took the hand, ignoring for the moment his exposed genitals. "I know... it's just too funny," Nerys managed as she flicked a couple of pieces of hair out of her face and used Jason's extended hand as leverage to get herself back into the standing position. "Admittedly, I haven't laughed like that in ages..." she mentioned brushing it off. "So then, a golem? Am I saving my lungs for screaming my head off, Captain?" she asked seemingly ready for this aspect of the adventure... but also seeming to be a little bit flirty. Nerys was quite strange... she could at any moment take up an invitation to bed Jason, she could also simply heal up the crew and take care of her own research in a quiet corner. She had variable interests. It'd become more obvious since she was free the first day that Nerys didn't get too caught up on the perception of her sexuality, she just accepted what she enjoyed in the moment. Moreover, she was pleased to not be under the thumb of a psychopath, though she'd originally wished to be a great hero on an adventure, she realized a life where she got to choose the pace was a bit better suited to her level of cowardice.

[Bloodedge]

"Hmph," was the only utterance Jason had to offer, at least regarding the comedic value of previous moments. In all honesty, he thought the situation was quite laughable when he came up with it. That wasn't worth noting, though; it was probably obvious anyway. Now then, there was a sand golem to be hunted to extinction in the country-sized desert! Would this crew of scoundrels succeed this day? Certainly not, but they would make great progress with even the first of such targets taken down! Nerys was content to question the golem, as well as whether screaming her head off would be the reason for saving her breath. Ah─ that wasn't specifically regarding fear of the golem, was it? No, Nerys wasn't trembling at all when those words were spoken. "Shishishi~" the Captain snickered. "For screaming your head off, for holding your breath, all that good shit! Got some new ideas today, do ya'?" he questioned. Jason was always a seeker of thrills. In recent years, the only thing he found as exciting as the next desert conquest, happened to be the strange ideas Nerys presented when they visited the cabin.

[Apollymi]

Jason laughed and surprised Nerys in the moment. She found it a bit shocking that he immediately jumped into the idea of some new sexual fantasy. That wasn't to say that she wasn't interested, it was just a bit shocking not to have to beat around the bush, so to speak. "Ah... I don't think I'll ever get used to that. I mean I definitely meant it the flirty way but usually it takes a while longer for my meaning to stick," she mused seemingly happy about the situation. "I might need a minute... let me make sure the idea is of proper quality, Captain♥!~" Nerys stated, in her natural state, uninhabited by strange oaths, she was strangely free. In this case, if she liked someone she flirted and actively tried to get laid, versus simple avoidance for as long as possible. Besides all of that, in addition to Jason being an interesting and quality individual, she also had this female body to test out with a male of interest, so sex was a bit different as a thing to consider.

She could mix things a bit, a bit of the old with a new twist. If Jason was already apt to try out whatever Nerys had in mind, she was far from willing to let go of the indulgence. They were fighting a Golem today? Well, that would take quite a while as far as getting past its defenses they had time. She put on a slightly perplexed face, as if she was pulling from the deepest realms of modern degeneracy to find something for Jason to partake in that was exciting and different enough for him. Her eyes wandered over his form and she found herself thinking back. A few days before this... a certain overly slutty uptight bitch had proclaimed she wanted to be fucked a very particular way. Oh? Right... a gentle blush came to Nerys' face as she remembered she'd thought to ask Jason about that... perhaps with a bit more of a gentle approach. Actually, among the things she'd developed since being here, she'd thought of a couple of other things to add to his Cabin. One of which was a body oil which would allow the pair of them to remain slippery, extra slippery if water happened to be involved. Oh. Jason didn't do romance like that, he might come to enjoy such a thing. Their bodies sliding together, a little bit of teasing a nice warm water bath and then... A wicked little smirk appeared on that still blushed face. "Captain, might you be interested in seeing a few uses of that giant bathtub in your cabin?"

[Bloodedge]

Nerys was somewhat taken aback by Jason's approach. Why would she expect her meaning to be lost for any amount of time? Matters of sex were never in question for one such as Jason. Even if she hadn't meant her statement in a sexual manner, his reaction would have been the exact same as it was. Nerys, especially, managed to bring this out of him. How could he be anything but excited by the prospect of so many new ideas? He'd experienced strange things to him, such as foreplay going in both directions, the use of blindfolds, and so on. "Why wouldn't I? You've got some good ideas floating around in there," Jason spoke while reaching out to tap the mage's forehead. "It gets me excited. There ain't much else worth thinking about if I've got the kind of options you come up with."

A few moments were easily allowable for the true quality of sexual endeavors Nerys suggested. It didn't even take very long at all, before she smirked and reddened as if she'd come up with something quite devious indeed. What was this about the bathtub? He could remember ages ago, claiming women in the bath or at the water's edge. That all wasn't too foreign to the Argonaut, but he could assume Nerys had something else in mind. Curious, he gestured toward the cabin. "There's time to kill before there's golems to kill. Show me something new."

[Apollymi]

Surprise, surprise. Jason thought Nerys had good ideas within her head. She didn't think her own ideas were bad, but to have a man like Jason agree to such a statement made her happy. No longer the strangely slavish seeking of approval which came with Kolin's oath, she took solace in the fact that she managed to provide entertainment that suited both of their desires in such moments. The gentle tap of her forehead when he spoke made the ashen haired woman feel warm inside... how interesting. She figured such feelings would have disappeared but... she did enjoy praise a bit in general. And apparently there was more to come as Jason stated that such things got him excited and as such he didn't have much else worth thinking about. "Oh? Well, I guess I am gonna have to make sure I don't disappoint then~ I guess directness was one of the things missing in my life," she said with contemplation.

Soon after, she stated her ideas in the open-ended way she intended to tease the man, they were on their way. Nerys began walking first seemingly pleased that her idea had been accepted, even so she couldn't help the little pep in her step as she imagined the end of her idea here and all that would come with it. Besides that who could actually say no to the proper relaxation of a warm bath? Not, Nerys. Being a girl had given her a taste for leisurely tub soaks and certain other activities which could be taken care of in bathtubs. "Aye, Captain♥!~ You won't regret it!~" The mage mused. Once within the bed chamber she headed over to the bath and began filling the tub. It was quite large and filled with warm water. Not hot enough to boil, but just warm enough to ease the muscles. Though admittedly as a girl, Nerys could withstand temperatures much hotter than that... she knew for a fact that men didn't enjoy the boiling temperatures that women seemed to favor. While the water filled up she pulled from her robes several bottles of oil. They smelled of sugar, plums and gentle spices and when added to the water seemed to move across the top aimlessly. Ah this would be fun. A small hook on the wall would soon house the hat the mage wore on her head, and the eye upon it would close without it being on her head. She lined up a few of the bottles across the edge of the tub, in case she needed more later. And took a few nice views in from around the large black granite bath... it contrasted well with her skin and lead her to strange imaginings as she watched the water flow. If she caught the eye of Jason while she sat here, she'd begin to slowly strip out of her clothing, piece by piece removing articles of clothing that would get in the way of their shared bath.

[Bloodedge]

The claim that she would avoid disappointing, was entirely unnecessary. With all he'd seen of this one, an underwhelming idea or two wouldn't even be much of an issue. Perhaps she would eventually present something he found familiar, or even lackluster... but he imagined that day would be in the distant future. Following closely behind, the Argonaut found himself by the bathtub interestingly placed in his cabin. He had noticed it before, but never gave it proper consideration as yet another sexual tool by design. What was that strange liquid she was pouring into it? Some sort of soap, perhaps? It smelled like a soap. Whatever; it was pointless for Jason to question the additions Nerys made to an ordinary bath, which obviously wasn't going to be ordinary at all by the time they entered. Besides not needing to concern himself with such things, his mental capacity was reached as his eyes traversed the disrobing sorceress' body. She was quite slow about it yet again, but she obviously knew he was watching.

Since they were to be entering the bath this time, Jason took the opportunity to actually discard his own clothing fully. He'd yet to do so thus far, tending to settle for simple exposure of his groin. As if to tease, he let his musculature be accentuated by his every movement while pulling down segments of armor, as well his gloves, belt, and that strange leotard-like garb he wore. Piece by piece he did this, never sparing a flex here and a stretch there. All the while, he made sure he never obstructed his own view of Nerys. "Teasing again? You're a sadist," he said, seeming to have lost the irony of his own clause.

[Apollymi]

The bath was indeed far from ordinary. The added oils would not only smell nice, but also give the water a certain amount of softness against the skin. Added to that its additional properties and the entire thing would be slicker than normal water could be. This would led in turn to two bodies sliding against each other, with less friction and the resistance of normal skin replaced by slicker quicker movements. Ah, she really couldn't wait, baby oil wrestling was one of her favored things to watch before. This bath would be a bit like that, only more sensual less outright violent and likely with a lot less indirect touching than normal. Speaking of touching...

While Nerys undressed, she found herself watching the disrobing of Jason. She'd not seen him naked properly before this point and to be honest he was quite the specimen. Well muscled and all. Nerys had never really considered what kind of physical form she would have found attractive on a man, but Jason was definitely setting the bar rather high with the flexes of those muscles. Oh... that made her wonder what kind of strength he had... could he lift her? Would he enjoy that sort of thing? Would she enjoy that sort of thing? Her face flushed in the moment, she absolutely knew she was staring. What was more that absent teasing of hers, had become teasing movements of her hands. Squeezing an exposed breast for a second longer than necessary. Her other hand seeming to slip for a moment between those creamy thighs of hers, all of her in perfect view. She did mention she enjoyed watching and being watched, but Jason was talking to her... calling her a sadist for teasing. "Me!? A sadist? Only if you say so, Captain. Poor little me is too busy being distracted by those muscles you keep flexing to enjoy teasing you~" she mused. Upon reaching the proper amount of nudity she slipped in her legs into the tub turning the water off and did a little stretch showing off the entirety of her back and the promising curve of her backside as she reached into the water as if testing the rest of the temperature, a devious little smirk on her face. "Please Captain... join me? I want to get to know what that glorious looking body feels like against mine!~" she begged his attention ever so sweetly. Not in a manner which demeaned herself, but instead in a way which stroked his ego instead.

[Bloodedge]

Jason was privy to the additional movements being made by Nerys while they both disrobed. With his eyes so intently scanning her body, there was much trailing between all the squeezing and slipping that occurred. He had come to the cabin flaccid, fresh after ejaculating into the mouth of Kolin. Did this make much difference? No; it was almost as if none of that happened as his member pulsed its way to a rather firm erection. This became more accurately described as intense throbbing as Nerys moved to cease the tub's waterflow; she succeeded in teasing him so effectively that one could believe that had been her sole duty. The arch to Nerys' back and plumpness of her rear, in combination, would give him nothing short of a strong desire.

It was quite interesting as well, that she would comment on his physique as if she found it appealing. Only a few days ago, she accepted bedding due to the pull of Kolin's oath─ she was even quite clear that there would be no interest otherwise. Now, however, there was an entirely different story being weaved. There was also the matter of the way she begged his approach. The wording was just slightly different compared to the norm, somehow making it seem like an invitation to something deeply desired by the host. "Oh, you'll know," he said cheekily while stepping into the tub as well. En route to seating himself within, Jason was already indulging by means of his hand reaching out to squeeze the mage's rump. It was a brief yet firm effort, brought to an end with a quick slap against that thing which aroused him mere moments ago.

[Apollymi]

Nerys' eyes wandered about Jason's body. Perhaps, she'd always been a bit too hasty about discounting the male form. Well, when she was one, she wasn't really interested in them, but right just now... Jason had a body full of muscles which flexed and moved fairly gracefully. Hm, perhaps she liked watching a bit more than she thought, or maybe it didn't matter so much what she was watching as liking the view? Whatever the case, her begging resulted in his movements, though not without a distraction in the meantime. The distraction she spoke of, the man grabbing her rear after being bent over the tub turning off the water. Well, he did say he liked both tits and asses. This was accompanied by a firm slap of her rear, "Woo, tehetehetehe!♥~" Oh, she giggled in response to that lightly stinging sensation. Well, it wasn't really pain... "Oh? Promise?!♥~" Nerys seemed a bit excited, yeah, being a woman had given her a strange amount of interest in current events. No matter, this interest seemed more helpful than harmful.

Whenever he settled into the tub properly, she'd slip in front of him, the softness of her breasts pressed against his chest as her well oiled fingers slipped over his muscles. She teased him this way as she familiarized herself with all of his person. Specifically though, no motion she took was outright sexual, instead she simply explored the entirety of his body enjoying the contrast of his hardness against her softness. Any knots or tensions found would be worked out through those fingers. Her whole body became a tool for this purpose as her fingertips would slide casually along a body which became more oiled with more contact. The lack of friction would do its job to further relax the situation. True pleasure today would be the joy taken from moments that weren't directly sexual, though the build up would be quite enticing. "Hm? So Captain, how about being a bit spoiled today? This sort of treatment was my favorite before... I always had a girl barber for exactly this reason~" she asked the man her idea evolving a bit in the moment. One of those bottles at the tub side was developed like a dry shampoo, but it was full of essential oils and would provide cleansing and a nice feeling rub down. She imagined during his time on this boat he'd not really gotten the amount of personal care someone should. As a spoiled kid, she'd gotten all of this, and there was nothing she'd enjoyed more in her formative sexual years than a woman with large breasts rubbing all over her. Especially the relaxation of a scalp massage during hair washing.

[Bloodedge]

How strange. Jason hadn't been around those who took such free interest in sexual endeavors for at least a few centuries. A giggle in response to a firm slap on the ass was, therefore, quite a different experience for the Argonaut. He'd come to expect a yelp or a cheer, but this implication of enjoyment was somehow more satisfying to hear. What's more, she verbalized looking forward to what he'd so recently claimed. "Maybe," he replied in that same light-hearted manner. It was rather interesting that he could be so relaxed in conversation, considering how he always was when Kolin involved herself.

Soon after he entered the tub, he had a very interesting thing to behold. Eyes that were closed in a moment of relaxation, unlidded themselves to the immediate sight of... well, several pounds of supple flesh pressed against his torso. Oh? Was she simply going to ride him again? Such a thing happening underwater would be new, but there was hardly a massive thrill. The water felt a bit closer to the consistency of milk or something, but that alone wasn't too odd either. Ah, but those fingers were moving along his body as if she were a blind woman seeking a mental image of what she felt. What she spoke of in the meantime, was some manner of spoiling. Was this massage to be counted as such? Or perhaps, it was actually the subtle rubbing of her soft and fleshy form upon his more rigid body? Either way, Jason was as enticed as ever. There was hardly a thing this woman could present as an idea, that he didn't want to experience for himself. "Go ahead. It's already spoiling when you keep bringing me these new ideas."

[Apollymi]

A maybe offered in response to an ask of a promise was to be considered high praise from Jason. At least this was how Nerys saw it. She was indeed, quite freely interested in her sexual endeavors, but her joy in moments like these was quite new to her as well. She spent all of her spare time seducing women until Kolin had gotten rid of most of them within the kingdom. Imagine how bored, someone like Nerys had been for the duration of Kolin's reign. Oh well, they were past that part now, and Jason was always so interested in the things she did. She could hardly be inclined to stop herself from showing him all the wonders he missed. And given his very specific lodgings he missed out on the... luxury and romance of hedonism. But that was no problem, Nerys could offer both of those things so, she'd introduce him to that sort of fun.

"Oh? If you consider just that spoiling... life is about to get truly interesting♥~" mentioned the ashen haired mage. She'd been given her permission which she always sought in moments like these, and having it granted she shifted slightly. Strange though it might have been, it wasn't anything particularly sexual she was about to do. She began moving once more after rubbing his shoulders for a few moments longer. She'd then lean his head back and begin pouring one of the bottles onto his scalp. She'd take her time after this massaging his scalp leaning over his head, treating that sand blasted hair to some major upkeep. All the while her massive rack would be pressing against his face resting. Something about this was oddly satisfying, it was still a tease though, the softness of her body was still rubbing against his and she seemed to be getting herself going. It was completely lost upon her that she was exactly the sort of wife she claimed to be looking for, and she was content to offer some new comfort to Jason while teasing herself up to asking for that one treatment she wanted.

[Bloodedge]

Just as he expected, there was more to come. Clearly this would always be the case; Nerys would impress again and again without fail. This would be no simple massage, but the sort of experience one would expect royalty to receive. Actually... as she rubbed all of his built-up stress away bit by bit, he remembered expectations of being king from much earlier in life. Such luxury was a thing he very much looked forward to, but it all collapsed along with his dreams of ruling a nation. All of that happened because of one grave error that he'd since sworn to never make again. Little did Jason know, he was already in the process of doing just that. Perhaps this one would work out differently, or perhaps he'd realize what was happening before it was too late to turn back.

Well, there was one thing he couldn't turn back from no matter how much he tried. His head was leaned back, and he did nothing to fight it. What was she doing? Was she... washing his hair? Ah yes, so it was soap! No... no, this liquid was a bit different from what he felt in the water. Whatever the case, it was a divine feeling indeed, thwarted only by the soft mounds pressed into his face. One could think a newborn babe nestling in its mothers bosom was living the best life it would ever have, if it happened to never experience this sensation again. Could this have been why breasts were considered an appealing thing? Jason had never considered why before now. The answer of his very manhood would be 'yes' as it throbbed beneath the water, and in fact beneath Nerys herself. Which thing was he to focus on? He couldn't tell, but he would enjoy every sensation with a contented sigh. He supposed, after all, he could simply be this open desert's equivalent to a king. That would do while he was without his utopia, and the attentions of Nerys would seemingly grant him the sensation of being such.

[Apollymi]

Nerys knew the love of breasts like no other, in fact her own body had been created with the exact idea in mind. So, she had no surprise at all when Jason sighed contentment into the mass of her bosom. How nice to see such satisfaction obviously playing across his face. She found herself looking a bit more directly as she worked on the man's scalp, eventually her body straddled his own as she aimed to make sure she touched the entirety of his head. Having gotten through all of his hair she was content and since this shampoo was dry it required no rising when it was done. It was left shiny light and clean, unworn by the desert sun and sands. "Should I take this silence to mean you're pleased?" she asked as she aimed to settle just a bit but not in a way that would stop what they were doing.

She leaned back from his face in the moment and found herself studying him. He was actually quite attractive... she'd not really thought about what it would be like to think as such. It was kind of embarrassing actually, to think about, that blush on her face would never properly settle now would it? No. Probably not. Actually, she now found herself studying his face in a strange way. She settled in front of him a finger tracing his jaw, her eyes locked on his lips. He had a nice looking mouth... and she'd talked him through foreplay in a previous bout. But in her days since joining the Argo she'd not seen this man's mouth engaged in an action that wasn't spitting or speech. She wondered gently what it'd be like to kiss him. He was quite aggressive as a person, she imagined he would always be that. Oh, she was quite curious... was this something to question? Actually the more she thought about it, the more she decided it would be fun... soft and romance were missing from this man. A make-out in slippery water was bound to be fruitful, another small amendment to the plan at hand if she happened to get her way in this. "Captain, do you give kisses? I'd really want one... looking at your face like this makes me really need one. Can I?" she begged, so honestly one might have thought she was under some sort of enchantment. Her face was really close to his now, she looked like she was rather close to taking one regardless of what he said, but she wouldn't... no Nerys was quite patient.

[Bloodedge]

The rubbing sensation against his scalp was so strange. It had been ages since his hair had been cleaned with anything except water, and even that was usually rainwater. His entire head felt lighter, and the air seeping through his locks felt cool to contrast the warm water in the tub. Should Nerys take his silence as pleasure? In short, yes. The long answer, however, was perhaps an unnecessary tale... but he would tell a few details regardless. "Yeah. I remember my old dreams... like this," he said in a manner that was surprisingly more soft than any other speech he'd offered in days. In truth, this treatment was just as satisfying as a nostalgia trip, as it was in the form of physical sensations. Things attached to his train of thought were not so pleasant at all, but for now... he could focus on the good parts.

Nerys took the time to study Jason's face just as she seemed to be studying his body earlier. What did she want? This all seemed like some sort of appraisal, as if he were a newly-sculpted statue. Well... he was a statue once, but that pitiful thing was something he'd rather avoid thinking of when possible. He certainly didn't mind that finger trailing along his jawline; it felt oddly comforting within the present venue. Beyond all this, she asked if he did something like... kissing? She wanted that, of all things? How strange. Jason took a moment of contemplation, sighing before his answer was formulated. He could actually recall─ it had been over two millennia since he even bothered thinking of kissing someone. Romance hadn't been a concept for him since that time, but if Nerys wished for this after all the satisfaction she'd given him, he supposed it wasn't worth much of a second thought. "... Do it, then. I've got no problem with anything you've wanted so far, so go ahead."

[Apollymi]

Jason in the moments of this bath truly looked a great deal more relaxed. This was likely one of the best things Nerys could have offered the man. She considered his life on this ship might have been stressful and the lack of amenties might have been problematic. Beyond that he'd also been dealing with Kolin which was... a problem and a half for literally everyone. Seeing him relax in such a way was quite rewarding. What was more, she had her first question answered with the softest speech she'd heard him muster. She wondered if this was more normal for him? Maybe she'd get the chance to find out over time... "Oh? That's great..." she mused. How nice that he could remember something pleasant. She always enjoyed remembering pleasant things.

As they moved on though, that finger that traced along his jawline found itself at his chin. Still she waited, his words to follow were about what she expected. He'd let her do as she wished, as he seemed to do more often than not. To allow her something he didn't necessarily look to do himself was interesting. She smiled then, permission granted and she was already close. She leaned forward and pressed her lips into his, while shifting her chest against his. How very slick their bodies had already become. As she did this she had several thoughts. She'd never kissed a man before, his lips were surprisingly soft. She wondered several things about this experience. How old was he? This gentle press of lips began to shift. Her hand moved from his chin to around his face... it had sharp edges but she enjoyed it nonetheless. How old was he? Did he know about the French? Well now was a time to find out wasn't it. She slid her body around his more, licked at his lips. Could she entice him to open his mouth without having to ask? There were a few ways... that hand which moved up his face would shift again to his hair once more, apt fingers slid along his scalp once more as she awaited a shift in breathing which would allow her tongue to seek refuge within his mouth.

[Bloodedge]

Now was the time for Jason to essentially have a new experience. He'd once been no stranger to something like kissing, but a couple thousand years was plenty of time to forget many things. What was he to do with those plump limps pressed against his own? For a moment, he only sat there, eyes open and all. The continued motion of fingers against his scalp eventually led to enough relaxation that his lips pursed, just slightly. There was an oddity, though. Why was the mage's tongue protruding? Was she having some sort of strange spasm? Delving a bit too deeply, too early, into the idea of being a drooling dog that begged for his physical attention? No, it seemed neither of those ideas was the case. When next he parted his lips a bit, there was an intrusion of that foreign tongue into his mouth. This was, by far, the strangest thing he'd experienced in centuries. His own oral muscle naturally began to move after being rubbed against a few times, returning the gesture without so much as a conscious thought from Jason. Somehow, he found this pleasant and... more arousing. The modern folk had certainly come up with more exciting tricks than his ancient brain could fathom, and he was relishing in every one he got to experience by Nerys' master plan.

[Apollymi]

Jason was experiencing the newness of this kiss and so was Nerys. Though such an activity was nothing particularly new to this person, she'd never thought to kiss a man before. Actually, until Jason she'd never much thought of men, so this was in essence a new experience for her as well. Her prodding and gentle guidance eventually led her to exactly what she was searching for. His lips eventually relaxed enough to meet hers and what was more he eventually reached the point necessary for Nerys to successfully slip her tongue in his mouth as well. How interesting. Strange as it was she was quite sure she'd surprised him in this moment, that initial stiffness and curiosity though fell away, after some time. What was this? He was moving his tongue against hers? She didn't expect that so readily, but then again... Jason was pretty fast on the uptake. Though he was unfamiliar with the nature of those from the modern world, he did seek his pleasure where he could find it. It was a bit less surprising then that such a man would easily be found enjoying a kiss that engaged mouths to readily.

Oh, but Nerys wasn't the type to rest on this alone. Those hands of hers still moved, she'd find herself tugging gently at his roots. Her mouth aimed to devour his, and her body shifted about his lap. She moved herself against him, trapping his manhood between their bodies, using it to stimulate herself and him beneath the water. It slipped between their bodies given the texture of this water and at least for Nerys provided a great deal of stimulation. She'd moan into his mouth as her body moved against his. How very dangerous such a thing was turning out to be. Actually, this amount of arousal was exactly what she sought. The movements of her body wouldn't stop for a while yet, but her mouth would eventually separate from his if only to comment on the situation at hand. All the while she spoke near his ear and nuzzled into his neck. She licked, nibbled and sucked upon his neck, fully giving herself more of this man. "I am finding you're really good at that, Captain~" she mentioned softly as the warm air of her mouth traveled against his neck. She wondered what sorts of things he'd truly find interesting about modern indulgences. If baths and hair-washing were truly indulgent. If making out in the bath and dry-humping could be considered bonuses which lead to more interesting sex. How much fun could the two of them manage while she was aboard this ship?

[Bloodedge]

Oh? He was rather good at something, was he? What an interesting thing for the sorceress to say, considering... "I've got no idea what that even was." No matter the case, those moments of tongue-wrestling were quite the entertaining experience. For the briefest of moments, he'd been under the impression that Nerys intended to spit in his mouth. That would have been strange, despite the fact that Jason was one who'd shown himself to do such a thing in prior days. No complaints would be made about this form of mouth-induced arousal, and in fact, anything he had to say regarding it was silenced by the new motions taken up by Nerys. Their bodies were already sliding against one another in the most interesting and shockingly-pleasant way, and now, he could feel through his groin another source of friction. Words whispered, the heat from Nerys' mouth against his moistened neck, all these things added to his arousal in the strangest ways. He'd never thought of such luxuries as this; sex in his era had simply been a matter of diving in, thrust, thrust, ejaculate. Now, he hadn't even achieved penetration, but he was reaching out to grab and squeeze this woman's hips as if she were properly mounting him. What would come next? The Argonaut sat there wondering, not even sure what to do with himself anymore. This wasn't even his show at this point, unlike so many other situations before─ even all of those in recent days.

[Apollymi]

Nerys would have been surprised, if she hadn't already figured that the man had no knowledge of certain time period specific things. A gentle sigh left the woman as she heard his speech but still it didn't stop her from enjoying those gentle movements of her hips. "Hm, confirmation that you weren't familiar with that one... still, definitely good at it~" she mused. Nerys was strangely invested in her activities, multiple times her actions had taken a couple of different turns, all of them to see Jason and herself towards a certain level of happiness during her first trip on this vessel. Oh, she'd done quite a number on herself already, she couldn't help herself at this point. A soft little whimper escaped the lass as she continued to tease them both with her motions. Of course, she had something particular in mind, and she'd just about worked herself up to asking for it. Hm, still it was pretty scary as an idea... until of course Jason's hands gripped her still shifting hips, it was almost like she was actually busy in the act right at this moment. Surely, a change in position was worthwhile even now.

"Captain, please..." Nerys started with that soft whisper right at Jason's ear. She flicked his lobe with her tongue while rocking her body gently. She knew in the moment that she was definitely ready for what she was about to ask for. "I'd like to try something new for me..." she said softly thinking back to those moments when such an idea had just popped up into her head. "Could you please... bend me over this bathtub and give me that glorious cock of yours?" Nerys begged sweetly for a different kind of treatment. After spoiling Jason at the start of their endeavor she wanted to know how something else felt. He did always say he'd go along with whatever she asked if she asked nicely enough... she wondered if that counted? Still while she waited for the reply those hip motions she maintained continued along with kisses placed along his face and neck. She was finding him to be quite the specimen and one she wanted to experience in various ways. He didn't often withhold much, but she was quite sure that by her own motions she was ready even if he couldn't hold back with her.

[Bloodedge]

Jason indeed was not familiar with that strange technique, just as he'd been unfamiliar with... virtually everything else Nerys showed him thus far. The woman's motions continued to offer him pleasure despite the lack of penetration, almost resulting in the train of thought that this would be the entirety of their little session. No, no; Nerys was not so stale. She proved to possess a sprinkling of hedonism in her own right. She sought enjoyment for herself in these situations, while never failing to offer maximum satisfaction. In fact, it seemed she took joy in doing the latter.

There was one other thing Nerys seemed to enjoy the idea of, and she spoke it in the form of a request. Ah, it was time to try something for her now, was it? That was fine; he could reciprocate a bit of the spoiling that had been done for his sake. Little did he know what she actually had in mind─ it happened to be within the realm of normality for Jason as well. She wished to be bent over? He'd been thinking of doing that for days, never taking matters into his own hands due to being so preoccupied with her vast array of ideas and input. How convenient it was that he already held her by the hips, and after having a wicked grin cross his face, could easily lift the ashen-haired woman from his lap and rotate her. Oh... he'd clearly been waiting eagerly for this in his subconscious; the idea wasn't worth a second thought prior to execution. "I was wondering when I'd get the chance, and here you are asking for it. Alright," he said, bending the woman over the tub's edge before reorienting himself with both hands upon her buttocks. He'd been riled up quite succinctly; that grip of his was firm as ever, spreading Nerys' cheeks as he stared into the target of his attentions gleefully. "That's a good lass. Have a reward," the Argonaut spoke further. With that, he saw no point waiting around. His hips would be thrust forth immediately, done without a care for caution to slide his way home into the mage's moistened undercarriage. A single thought crossed his mind. These past few days, he'd had nothing but easy entries even in his aggressive approaches. How interesting it was that such was the case with Nerys, despite the lack of oath-keeping being fuel to her fire.

[Apollymi]

Nerys was a strange woman, who well and truly aimed to please in situations where she offered herself. It was a point of personal pride for her, to grant satisfaction to her lovers. Though they were exclusively female before this point, she felt no less satisfied doing similar things for Jason. Ah, but maybe such freedom in sexual endeavors were missing from most people? She'd find out eventually, she supposed. Right just now though she was more or less prepared to wait on Jason's answer and it came in the form of a... swift movement?

Nerys was shifted, already with his hands on her hips, Jason managed to lift the young white haired woman off his lap and rotate her rather effectively. That was an answer to one of her questions and it would be accompanied by another giggle at the suddenness of the movement. "Waa!! Tehehehehe!♥~" what a strangely girlish sound. She wasn't sure she'd ever heard herself make it before. Moreover, what an exciting show of strength! She didn't know she'd be interested in such a thing, but right now she could have been more excited by her rather abrupt change in position. Jason moved his hands soon after this shift, claiming to have been waiting on doing exactly as she asked? Nerys was a little surprised, but she supposed many people had their own favorite things to do, she wasn't entirely surprised that his one was on Jason's list considering what he claimed he liked. "Happy to oblige, Captain♥!~" Nerys mentioned about asking for this very positioning. Her body was currently full of anticipation and beyond that the knowledge that Jason wanted this from her helped her along. She'd already satisfied herself quite a bit working up to it, so when Jason's last sentence left his mouth she was surprised. Why was she being offered a reward? She hadn't done much by her own account. Oh? Her reward was..... "Aaaah!~ Fuck!~ Thank you, Captain!♥~" she moaned as her body tightened around him and her knees gently buckled after he slammed in just that first time. Her hands remained on the edge of the tub her grip tightening visibly for just a moment. She'd never thought such a thing would happen on a single movement, but still a blinding orgasm was the first thing to happen after entry. But perhaps she was a bit overprepared and overstimulated? She'd finished around him in a single stroke, with stars dotting her vision. She was almost certain he'd reached near the end of her. Even as her back arched and her body bounced back against him. She wasn't one to rest at all, she'd aim to meet those strokes when they started up. Shaking her hips against him and enjoying each and every motion offered her. This position was as amazing as it looked, and Nerys intended to take full advantage.

[Bloodedge]

Ah, a much missed sensation indeed! Jason's knees pressed against the bottom of the tub, his hands were filled by her rump, and his cock was squeezed by her loins immediately after entry. In this very moment, he could almost believe he was ploughing a virgin yet again. A few days of experience soon showed itself though, as his eventual thrusts were met by hips returning to meet them. Interestingly enough, she chose to thank him for acquiescing to her wishes. Such a needless notion; he'd only been biding his time before doing exactly this anyway. There was something quite satisfying about the visual he received from this angle. Unlike the dumpster that was Kolin, existing beneath him only to be a depository for his seed, this was a participant he'd developed a proper thirst for. Jason's final moments here would be euphoric─ he could feel it already. Even the curve of her back further motivated him to thrust with greater purpose, and that was exactly what he did without sparing a fragment of his shaft on every forward plunge. As always, Jason didn't care if he bypassed the cervix. No matter what happened, the Argonaut being in control of matters always meant his sole purpose was to thrust, and to do so with utmost vigor. He could hardly help it. Seeing that ass on the move, cheeks kept from quaking only by the stillness granted by his firm grasp, this instinct was the only thing at work.

[Apollymi]

Jason's actions were direct and fairly vigorous. Not too rough to take, but definitely done with reckless abandon. Nerys loved this. Even as each stroke seemed to reach her depths, she still shifted her own hips backwards to meet him. Circular rotations of her hips now occurred. Much like when she danced, it seemed to entice her. Oh, she'd asked him to show her what this was like and she enjoyed it. "Gods, Captain your cock does magical things!~" she praised though panted breaths. Now that she was comfortable she'd be taking matters back into her own hands a bit, even as her finger tips pressed into the edge of the tub. Each stroke was met with her own and eventually the tempo of this dance would be at least partly her responsibility. Her hips were moving in such a way as to keep Jason at a certain distance, to demand each stroke in turn. Nerys' tongue hung out of her mouth, she was drooling lightly down her chin into the bath. Her moans were a common sound, it wasn't like there was anything she could do to stop it. The arch in her back and the swing of her hips were also quite beyond her general control. All of this was completely visible in the mirrors around the room, such was the best part of them. She could see Jason working behind her, and he could see the delight in her face as he did this. How nice was this? The water was splashing about her and she felt it cool with each drop, and she was truly enjoying herself. The tightening of her nether would start again, and she'd not resist it. After all, she'd likely never ask permission again given the man's reactions from previous times, instead she let her own body work its magic as it aimed to milk the man for all he was worth with its tightening enclosure. How interesting that she managed to be exactly this way, even without an oath to bind her. Nerys was obviously a great deal more interested, even after just a few days, than her original demeanor would have led her to believe.

[Bloodedge]

Leave it to Nerys, to be the one that would alter Jason's perception of even this position. It was such a mechanical thing to him, normally. He would simply hold someone down, insert his rod, and thrust away into their backside─ whichever hole happened to be accessible or preferred at the time. In this specific case, Nerys showcased her earlier dancing ability even while receiving him from behind. This was the most ridiculous showing of a difference he'd ever seen, and he enjoyed it thoroughly! That enticing rocking he'd seen before, he could see now while feeling the pleasure of sex!

What else was there? So many things left Nerys as the preferred partner over that cunt, Kolin. He realized now, since the very first time they spoke, she'd been referring to him as Captain. It was like she always belonged as one of the Argonauts, but even while being one of 'the boys' as Jason put it, she stood out with her usefulness─ especially here within the cabin. Actually... now that he thought about it, Jason did have one issue with her approach; it specifically appeared as a problem in moments like this. As such, an outward reach resulted in his hand gripping those long, snow-colored locks and tugging. Apparently, Jason had a thing for pulling women toward himself while ploughing their rears in such a way. Regardless, he would grunt words into the drooling mage's ear after doing so. "I ain't your Captain here. Look at that face," he said, making very direct eye-contact with Nerys through the mirror ahead. While watching them together, the Argonaut's tongue protruded from his mouth, and he observed himself licking her cheek rather possessively. "The boys don't make that face. I don't leave the boys looking like that. The crew calls me Captain." His point was simple. Here and now, as their loins were intertwined, he was not the Captain of Nerys. Jason would surely wear the mantle on the deck, in the galley, and wherever else... but certainly not while Nerys was capable of making a face like that. No, something different would have to be his title in this situation.

[Apollymi]

Each thrust met by a hip-shaking circular rotation sent a shiver down the spine of Nerys. Who would have thought she would enjoy this sort of aggression and attention? If one had mentioned it a mere week ago, she might have laughed in their faces! She definitely wasn't interested in men, but the Captain of the Argonauts was something of a special case. Nerys fully acknowledged that her interest in him started with magic, and an oath she didn't swear. But... it didn't end that way. The way it would end was her own choice exclusively and so long as they were compatible and could explore and provide anything near equivalence for each other... she'd likely retain that interest. A medic on a ship, who occasionally slept with the Captain, taking life day by day at pace? Sounded like a great life to her. Oh? But what was this, their joint adventure within this bathtub was being explored in a slightly different way than it started.

Jason apparently took issue with something she said. He became slightly more aggressive, but not in a way which implied violence. In fact, Nerys hair was pulled changing the angle of her body so she was up higher, closer to his own face. He was staring at her in the mirror, claiming not to be her Captain. A stupid person might have heard this and freaked out... how very interesting these moments seemed to play out in a similar way all the time but, had such different outcomes. The grunting words delivered directly to her ear, caused Nerys body to tighten internally. That tongue against the side of her face had a similar effect, just like when he mentioned he'd keep her. Still she met his thrusts but now that eye contact was being held within the mirror she seemed transfixed. He didn't want to be called Captain right now, in this place, because of this slutty face she was making? Because she managed to look as if she enjoyed having his cock in her body? Or maybe because he wasn't ruling over her in a moment like this? Oh... well there were a lot of possibilities for why he would have a problem with this, but Nerys had a different sort of problem. She'd voice it in the moment, begging for a bit of guidance from the man in question, though again, not in a way which would demean herself, no... in a way which praised. In a way that implied an absolute desire to have a certain wish granted... it was very much her way after all. "Please♥!~ Tell me♥!~" she started, that tongue of hers moving only to fall out of her mouth again with a forceful stroke. "What do you want me to call you, while I'm cumming on your glorious cock? When we're alone together and you're causing me to make such happy slutty faces for you♥!~ What name do I call when you do this to me? Please tell me!♥~"

[Bloodedge]

Even as Nerys' tongue dangled from her mouth and dripped saliva into the oscillating water below, even as his own tongue slowly trailed its way up the side of her face, Jason wore a satisfied grin while staring her down in the mirror ahead. Nothing was more true than the fact that, no, he wasn't this woman's Captain here and now. More specifically, she wasn't his crewmember while providing such an incredible service. She wanted to be told what he was? To know his identity in their time alone, when her face contorted into one of bliss and arousal? There were so many options, he'd hardly thought of anything specific. Perhaps a list would do. Of course, that list did not come without his hand releasing the mage's ass, only to slap it firmly. It was no simple slap, though. Feeding into the reverberations that looped back into his hands from that single action, his fingers curled into a very tight grip to accompany his repeated thrusting. Naturally, he hadn't gone without noticing how his body was required to move with greater purpose to reach the depths of Nerys. Surely this was intentional, but oh so worthwhile regardless.

"Like this, I'm Jason," he started, still speaking directly into the side of her face. "Your master. Your breeder. The one in charge of how good you feel." This speech came with another tug of her hair, another spanking and subsequent squeeze, and another lick to boot. "Take your pick of the lot... but what does that make you, huh? What's your goal here?"

[Apollymi]

Nerys could see Jason's face in the mirror. The grin he wore was so satisfying to her, she was glad he'd reached a certain level of satisfaction. She truly was the sort of person who aimed to please her partners, she wished to be good at what she did felt deeply appreciative when her efforts were noticed. She was a hard worker at her core after all, even as she was being roughly used by Jason, she didn't mind when he was obviously enjoying her so much. She'd never seen him use his mouth in kindness before today, and now he was licking up the side of her face, causing her nether to tighten in response. She really did enjoy all this positive attention. His grip on her rear loosened only for her to feel the slap against her rear... "Oooh!♥~" she enjoyed that, it still didn't register as pain... or was it just not in her head that way because of the extra feelings from before. Even with his hand tightening in her hair, she felt nothing but satisfied as she exhaled breathily before him. She still met his backward strokes even as he gave her a potential list of things to address him as. A list was good, it would give her the ability to have some variety in her addresses. Maybe even help her decide what to call him based on what she asked for in the moment. Ah, but that was something to consider later, wasn't it? He claimed to be in charge of how good she felt in this situation and that was quite interesting. Another slap to her rear, a firmer grip on her hair all as the moved within her person. Oh? Was that yet another lick of her face, "Aaaah!♥ Jason!♥~" she moaned in the moment, how could she not? She still shifted backwards her hips taking more shallow circles as she could feel the rising tension of her own body. She was being overloaded by various sensations caused by the man plunging into her from the rear. If nothing else, she'd definitely chosen the right position for the day.

"I'm Nerys, Jason's pet, the one he breeds and the one who pleases him and gets her Master's perfect cock as a reward!♥~" she stated. She didn't mind belonging to Jason in anyway. She liked the idea of being kept by him. Nerys lived to please, and in moments like this even though it wasn't what she would have originally chosen she still liked that she was doing a reasonable job of it. "My goal here is to please and be called a good girl!~" Nerys sought a strange amount of validation, she knew she was useful, she liked when it was acknowledged. She liked when she saw satisfaction on Jason's face, she liked when he did things out of the norm to reward her for her ideas and behaviors. This kind of moment with him doing something she'd asked for and causing her great sexual satisfaction, was a moment she now lived for.

[Bloodedge]

Between the repeated none-too-reserved sounds of flesh crashing against flesh, and the audible water as it cascaded again and again over the tub's edge, it became a wonder that these two weren't out at sea in a porcelain vessel instead of crossing the desert. Of course, there were also multiple breaks in these sounds. The effects of their movements were occasionally lost to Jason, either via his own guttural groans or Nerys' more melodic whimpers. What was most worth focusing on? He couldn't have chosen a thing if he tried. This of course, meant he was content to continue his thrusting without halt, but ah─ Nerys eventually got around to announcing titles of her own. All she said was absolutely correct. How could he reward such dedication? There was only one way he could, and it was with that 'perfect cock' she spoke of. She aimed to please? He aimed to penetrate. "That's all right. You're the perfect little slut for me!~" he announced, strangely without the overly-demeaning undertone he normally offered.

Jason's next movements were quite strangely driven. He'd been spending so much time now licking the woman's face, there was one thing he'd yet to try. When he next tugged on her hair, he pulled to the side for the sake of turning her head. His own tongue still protruded; it was Jason's turn to invade Nerys' mouth. His other hand even moved from her backside, taking hold of something of seemingly greater mass: her chest. Something about her words resonated with him more deeply than normally. Was it the free will which put her in such a position, which did him in? Perhaps. Either way, there was a rather abrupt expulsion of ejaculatory fluids pouring into Nerys. This situation was far from ordinary. This did not come with a singular, final thrust or anything─ it occurred while Jason continued savagely digging his way into her womanhood. He wasn't done quite yet, it seemed. All that squelching that happened as a result of this would only drive him further, as if he planned to stop only when he couldn't continue; perhaps he'd even fully empty himself this day.

[Apollymi]

Sounds of passion rang true in the ears of Nerys as well. She took everything in as a sign that things were going the way they should. Satisfaction, grunts, whimpers everything, in perfect harmony. She couldn't tell completely what she liked about this situation, but took the medley of things as what she desired. She'd announced what she thought she was in these moments, what her goals were but it would be a few moments yet before it was obvious how they were taken. Ah, but Jason kept his work up, plunging into her over and over again, before he rewarded her with strange words of understanding. All of her titles were indeed correct, her visage softened just a tad, how strange indeed it was to hear such praise. Oh, but there was more. She was the perfect little slut for Jason?! That word hit her ears, with a strange cadence. It didn't sound derogatory. He wasn't speaking down to her? He was simply... acknowledging her use and skills in this particular venue. He liked that she had this in addition to all the other things she offered!? That's how she'd take it, because that is how it sounded.

Strangely, she wouldn't be able to verbally express her gratitude for this moment because she was pulled again. Jason grabbed her chest in the moment, moving his hands from her rear. He pulled her hair again and aimed to invade Nerys mouth with his tongue this time, when her head turned. She didn't expect this?! She'd assumed this sort of thing wasn't at all what he sought from her, to have him kiss her of his own accord was strangely heartwarming. And she'd been right, even in offering romance there was an edge of aggression, even with compliments came his dirty references for her. She didn't really mind this though... she aimed to please and he was expressing his pleasure with her in these moments. How could she resist? She'd hungrily wrestle that tongue of his, happily accept that slightly rough treatment and appreciate the warm sticky liquids he provided her as he dug into her insides. Her body finally stopped its motions, outwardly at least, but inside her whole body tightened around him and she felt what he poured into her core in great detail. Oh, she'd come to like this about as much as being showered in it. What a strange thing to discover... she might want to do something about that later, lest she have a whole host of children to deal with... or maybe that would be fine too. It could also be noted that he didn't stop moving, did he intend to keep this up? For how long? Nerys was excited by this idea... perhaps the freedom of choice made this more worthwhile than she imagined?

[Bloodedge]

True indeed. Whether Jason himself realized it or not, the fact that Nerys was such a willing participant without oaths or any reason to swear fealty, made her that much more exciting as a concept to the Argonaut. It was such excitement that left him without the need for Phoenix Tears; his erection showed no signs of failing him as his libido strengthened time and time again. Ah, there was that instinct again. Jason was one who would impregnate a woman consciously, without so much as a second thought. Nerys did agree that she was the one he breeds, so it appeared neither end took issue with the Argonaut's repeated emanation... at least at the moment.

There wasn't a pause in sight, bar one thing. Jason's tongue was barbarically assaulting Nerys', thrashing about as if it were meant to do battle. His hands moved once more, one releasing Nerys' hair and taking its place on her hip, while the other slid its way up to her throat. Both grips were quite firm, and their application came in the same moment he retracted his tongue. Seed would be spilled once more, already, while he spoke into the woman's mouth. "I'm gonna gorge my good little whore. You'll cum too. Keep at it 'till it pours out of every hole you've got," he said, offering both proclamation and stipulation. As for how long he intended to keep at this... well, the Argonaut never said words he didn't mean. He was going to have his way until there was literally nothing left─ no remaining space to fill, nothing to expel at all, and so on. . .

[Apollymi]

Willing participant? Nerys found herself being this more than she would have realized. She didn't truly know the reasoning behind this, but... she knew she enjoyed being praised and she knew without question she enjoyed pleasing Jason. Though she wouldn't have looked for a random man to have sex with perhaps simply indulging in this one wasn't too far off from what she could have normally done. There was no reason to add confusion to her list of problems, she liked it... she'd do it, it was simple enough. Such a thought kept her tongue wrestling his as hot breaths escaped her. It fueled her desire to accept his seed deep within her body as often as he'd offer it. It made her moan his name softly as she felt her body convulse around his cock where it was buried.

His hands were moving again... how exciting. One found itself on her throat, and the other rather firmly grabbed her hip. Still she felt no threat from this... when did the fearful Nerys become so trusting of Jason? Well, sometime in the last few days, probably reached comfort levels around the time he didn't turn her over to Kolin's obvious desire to kill her, and crystalized around him not turning her over to her whore kingdom when she left the ship. Without his tongue buried in her mouth he spoke of his intentions for this time period. How exciting. Her whole body was quite a mess already, she'd all but completely relaxed even after having her nether filled with his seed. But that wasn't all he intended. Every hole he claimed, "I'm Jason's good little whore so I'll take that filling as he likes and make sure to cum for him!~" how very strange, she would have thought such a sentence outside of her speech pattern. Maybe Jason's antics simply made her a bit more pliable to such things... and she didn't yet realize it? Or liking to please extended a great deal beyond what she would have thought. "Just be patient with me Master, I've never had every hole filled before♥!~" she offered. A small concession, she wouldn't mind trying, but Nerys still didn't like the idea of pain. Her rear was still uncharted territory. She trust Jason to make this as pleasant an experience as possible for her, and she'd do her best to keep him satisfied. After speaking she licked the side of his face content to carry on in such a way until his desires of the moment were met.

[Bloodedge]

Ah yes, there remained uncharted territory on Nerys' body. Jason was acutely aware of this due to her status a few days ago. She was always so complacent of her own volition, he supposed he could spare the aggression when making use of her final orifice. At least... that could be the case from the beginning. Regardless, he would first finish with other business. The Argonaut had a few more rounds for the sole purpose of inseminating this woman, and then... he'd have his way with her throat for a spell. He didn't plan on leaving a single hole that wasn't overflowing with his seed by the end of this, so of course there were a few expulsions there as well.

Some time later, a few changes of venue had occurred along with some altered positions. Jason was atop that large bed crafted by Nerys herself, simply... waiting. He could remember three days ago, when the mage showed her cowardice by wishing to take that first penetration at her own pace. Now, since she'd requested that he be patient with her during another new experience, he decided to offer the same allowance. He would not move─ he simply sat there patiently. "One left," was all he said, granting Nerys another freedom while also offering a moment of reprieve from... whatever he'd most recently done with her.

[Apollymi]

Oh, so they'd continued. She wondered what he would make of her plea but she supposed it would come up eventually. Until then he made use of her throat and warm nether as much as he liked. And this gained the man more slutty happy behavior from the former court mage. One might have thought this was all part of her plan, but she simply made the most of her experiences. She gagged and choked on his cock and took it in her nether squeezing it for dear life every time she came. Oh, so many changes in position and venue were to follow until of course they were left with that final bit of unmarked territory.

Nerys was leaning against the post of this large bed feeling particularly winded after their most recent bout. In fact her legs were barely working properly after Jason had managed to ravish her so completely. Still she was quite a bit surprised when he took his seat on the bed and spoke of one more. Yes there was one more thing he'd left to penetrate on her body, and though she'd expected it a couple of times before this moment, she was more than a bit surprised that he hadn't taken the liberty already. So, it took her a second to realize exactly what he was offering in the moment. Oh, but that was it wasn't it. She'd taken her first penetration at her own pace without him moving to ensure her comfort during that first scenario they'd taken together. While that seemed like it was quite a while in the past, she was still pleasantly surprised that he'd allow her to do such a thing again.

"Oh? That really works for me... thank you♥~" she managed, a light blush appearing on her face. To be honest she hadn't really expected that level of consideration, when she'd begged for it the first time, it'd been truly fearful as an experience. She slipped around the bed casually, using the post as a pole for a moment before she reached for the next one. She was eventually at the head of the bed, near that shelf she'd put up in her first day here. It was here after all to allow her and anyone else in the same position a bit of reprieve. She'd spent some time developing lube during that first day, and she'd made one for exactly this purpose after figuring out this man had been living on a ship with all men for an extended period of time. This bottle contained a thick jelly like liquid which was slightly warm to the touch which would provide a bit of ease with the stretching while also making the whole experience a bit more pleasant and manageable all around. For control of this situation she needed this and one other thing, "Could you please sit right here~" she mentioned. Yes, in full view of the fire place and mirrors. It would still be a show after all just a different one. Once everything was in place she'd begin pouring that jelly on his member and lining herself up above him again. This time, she'd face away from him... her hips would be allowed to shift gently backward against him, as her asshole met the tip of him and would eventually begin the process of easing itself downward as she shifted her own hips backward using the edge of the bed as leverage to brace herself with. What a strange feeling this was, she'd only get about the tip of him snuggly fit in herself before she gave a bit of pause. This was excruciating but not painful... it just felt like ungodly pressure because of the lube and really hot. The feeling was foreign but not currently painful, so she watched the mirrors for Jason, she wondered what such a tight fit was like for him as well.

[Bloodedge]

Thanks came not as placation, but from a far more legitimate place within the mind of Nerys. Jason didn't understand the reprehension, but he could offer Nerys whatever amount of ease he found reasonable. One could at least fathom that Jason was from a very different era, and the disparities between his and hers were countless in number. His methods had obviously been lost in translation somewhere in time, but that was alright at the day's end. Oh, what was this? Nerys didn't immediately straddle him as expected, but instead took a roundabout path toward the bed's headboard, where some odd bottles were placed on shelves. Jason observed the little movements made around connected poles, until he saw one of those bottles being claimed. What was it for? Surely she didn't intend to wash his hair again. No, no... never was an idea repeated so quickly with this one, if ever at all. The request that he be seated where Nerys was, Jason took by sliding to the other end of the bed. Only then would he discover what that bottle was for. That weird, thick fluid, was going on... his penis? What the hell were these modern humans doing with their lives?

Actually, the more he thought about that warm fluid, the more he considered that it could make some things reminiscent of copulation─ even an otherwise rough hand would be more satisfying! Was that its purpose? Yes. Nerys made use of it immediately as well, though not in any way he would have anticipated. She climbed atop him, but faced away. That fleshy backside was in full view for him to admire as she slowly lowered herself. Oh, now this was strange. A slow insertion was such an entirely foreign concept to Jason, it was almost agony in its own right now, which he could only heave and grunt his way through. His tip was squeezed so solidly, he had the time to feel every tiny movement around the most sensible part of his body─ it was almost too much. Nerys' halted movements should have been a moment of reprieve, but that was not at all the case; it was more like far greater intensity being focused on one point. Jason was actually taken aback, more so than he ever had been in a bedroom scenario. Whatever Nerys felt, he was certainly feeling the other side of that same coin.

[Apollymi]

Nerys was indeed quite thankful for his consideration in a moment like the one she planned to undertake. Her actual problem with this entire situation was fear in general, she was scared of pain and didn't want something to hurt her if it didn't have to. She'd gone through the trouble of making all of these things because she wasn't sure what type of man Jason was before hand. She'd' figured if he was not the type to take no for an answer... then she might as well not have a terrible time. Besides that uses of things like lube weren't to be underestimated. She wondered if he'd even realize all the potential uses of it so early. Right at her stopping point she took a breath, and found a deep moment of relaxation. She had to continue, but after catching sight of Jason in the mirror she realized... he was experiencing something new as well. "This is really intense..." she murmured. Still, one to continue she'd push further... her hips shifting further and further downward as she passed the one spot which held that strange tightness. Eventually, after what seemed like a most arduous process she'd find her hips settled back against Jason's body and she'd rest there for a moment or two. Something about that slow descent was particularly unnerving... even so, she didn't feel bad at the moment. The lube did its job, allowing her to slide without too much friction but the fit was still much tighter than she expected. The pressure of her insides was weirdly placed but not unpleasant. "This feels so strange but it's..." she paused gently as she shifted starting a similarly slow rise and fall of her hips. "Not bad..." she finished softly.

[Bloodedge]

Intense? That hardly began to describe what was happening on Jason's end. Not only was he certain he'd never been in tighter confines, but he'd never known what this slower approach felt like. Just the same, the lack of outright friction was astounding. Was that some sort of oil she used on him a few moments ago? Whatever the case, it removed all the would-be burn, leaving only that soul-crushing grip. "Y─yeah," he agreed in the end. Who would have thought the great Hero, Jason of the Argonauts, could be so effectively shaken? Certainly not Jason himself. True enough, there were no complaints to be offered. Nerys seemed to be of the same mind, as she lowered herself over time until their bodies fully connected once more. He could feel himself swelling within her, or at least his body's attempt to do so past that insurmountable wall wrapped around him. It almost felt as if the throbs of his member were going inward rather than out. Breathing heavily, Jason leaned himself back while propping his head with both hands. This was something he wanted to view from a point of relaxation... and besides, he had to relax some part of him at the time; his groin would know no rest as it seemed to avoid being crushed slowly by another's rectum. This pacing was like an entirely new world for Jason, but... "I like it. Keep it up," he said while completing that same clause as a thought.

[Apollymi]

Nerys found Jason's singular word reply to be one of wonder. Was such a thing really shocking to him. She'd seen him do much worse as far as actual movement was concerned. Perhaps there was something different about not being in control of the situation? Or maybe it was simply a matter of the added comfort of the lube? Whichever the case, she was definitely more and more alright with her own movements after settling that first time. Still, she could swear she could feel the throbbing of his cock even when it was buried in her backside. Though the initial stretching phase had been reached, she'd been pretty slow moving overall. She was trying to maintain her own comfort. Even so, Jason, claimed to like his current accommodations. The blonde man had taken on a look of general relaxation, leaning back, as Nerys eyes darted to find him laid back behind her. How interesting. Even with his body relaxed she could feel him within herself. He wanted her to keep it up... she would without question. "Alright... I'll do... my best♥!~" Nerys stated.

But what was Nerys best in this new venture? Well, without any distasteful tension in her body, she was able to begin slow gyration of her hips against his manhood. The slowest rise and fall would do nothing to lower intensity, even so, she could feel something strange building within herself. Each and every movement seemed to stroke something strange within her person. And eventually the point of comfort would be reached and when it was, when she felt most comfortable with the movements of her hips, they'd begin to roll in those dancing circles she was known for. Even so... she was still going at this quite slowly. She didn't know if she'd accomplish anything for Jason this way, but she'd started taking him at his word. He'd told her to keep going, so she would at the pace she liked for her own body. She'd feel drawn enough soon, to slip a hand down her body while the other fondled her bosom. It was still a show even as Jason relaxed behind her. She could see herself, and her gently flushed face as she moved. She watched ever slow stroke of her finger over her unoccupied sex and moaned as she caught sight of herself. Oh, she truly did enjoy being watched, even if it was just by herself.

[Bloodedge]

Ah, but it was not only Nerys who watched her in these moments. A few of the bolder Argonauts had taken to peeping on the events unfolding within the cabin. Jason was aware of this, but he'd do nothing to stop the boys from having this amount of fun. After all, they also hadn't experienced a woman's flesh in years. Though enjoyable for all who called it home, the Argo was something like a prison when sexual release was the topic of conversation. The only women to appear on the Argo parted, either from fear of the crewmen, or other reasons that weren't too far from the same thing. Even in becoming privy to those wandering eyes outside, he was far too busy to be concerned. His own eyes were all over the place, either watching Nerys' dance-like ride directly from her rear, or watching her self-pleasure in the mirrors ahead and around. Soon enough, Jason was breathing exclusively through his mouth, and quite intensely to boot. What didn't help this, was the unusual gyrating motions of her hips that made him shift around inside her ass. So used to simple to and fro movements after penetration, Jason could easily lose his mind from all this. A few gasps were managing to escape him here and there, and his heart was palpitating as his shaft did the same. Even though the Argonaut should have been spent long ago, he was hardly going to last if this was how things continued. Actually, he had about... three seconds before another load was deposited into Nerys' backdoor, accompanying yet another strong exhale by Jason.

[Apollymi]

Nerys felt strangely during her ride. Of course, there was the fact that she was experiencing the newness of having a cock in her previously virginal asshole, but beyond that she felt the familiar sensation of being watched. Ah... that was it wasn't it. It wasn't just her own eyes on herself in these mirrors. Jason's were on her too, and a flicker of her gaze made her take note of the eyes of some of the crew. How interesting. She wasn't up on deck... she wasn't having sex as the only form of any skill she had. She would have been surprised that any expressed such interest in her activities, but... it was a boat full of men that didn't have another woman on it. She supposed when she was a young boy she would have gone through quite a lot to see a rack as nice as hers in any moment she could have. At her current line of thinking the extra eyes just made the whole thing a bit more appealing. She continued her own work, her finger pushing her closer and closer to orgasm. Her hips moving slowly on Jason's cock as he was worked towards his, and her eyes locked on her own body in the mirror.

Still as she chased her own pleasant feelings she became distinctly aware of Jason's state. The throbbing of his dick and his heavy breathing, she was fairly certain she was in for a surprise pretty soon and was rewarded for this thought by the man exhaling heavily as he came in a random instance filling up her asshole. She was surprised, she was almost certain what she was doing wouldn't have been able to give him the release he normally sought, she'd been working herself up to faster paced work but felt satisfied that he'd been able to reach his end at her hand alone. There was a certain amount of smug after something like that, and pleasure she couldn't have kept off her own face. "Aaaah~ Jason came and I can feel it in my ass♥!~" she moaned. Nerys eyes widened as she flicked her own sex and felt the distinctive tingle of orgasm accompanied by that strangely deep pressure within her rear. Oh that was way too much. She moaned her finish in the moment and couldn't help but feel exceedingly strange about it. Her movements came to a halt in the moment, she didn't know how she was supposed to feel about this. It was intense enough that she could still feel herself pulsing, she was quite certain her rectum had clinched in the moment, and what of Jason... how had that effected him. She was relatively comfortable, even so she felt as if all eyes were on her.

[Bloodedge]

How did Jason feel about it? In the wake of both parties' orgasms, he felt elation, which painted a visage of utter relaxation. It was quite strange. Ejaculation for Jason was normally more akin to a hardcore workout, the moment a pair of weights were freshly dropped. This however, was more likened to the moments immediately following a full-body massage at some fancy spa. Following his ejaculation, every part of him went limp. Well... almost every part of him. He still wasn't quite done with all the excitement he was having. All in all, Nerys was effectively turning Jason into quite the glutton. He'd feast to his heart's content. As if to prove this, one hand moved from beneath his head to swiftly strike Nerys' backside yet again. "Fuck! Good, good girl! But we're not done here yet, are we? You ain't dripping out of this hole yet, so let's go," he said, his voice carrying nothing short of exhilaration. The old Hero was giddier than a portly child in a store filled with free confections. Even though his lungs were working themselves nearly to exhaustion, so long as his body hadn't given out, he wasn't near done experiencing the mage. How long would this go on? Jason himself hadn't the faintest idea. . .

[Apollymi]

All of Jason went limp after his finish, well except for the one part that was buried so deep within Nerys she would have known if it had. A grin crossed the lass' face as she felt the end of her own and knew she'd reached a certain level of satisfaction. The word from Jason in the same moment, was that he'd reached it to, what was more, she got to hear the words she'd become quite desirous of in the moment. 'Good girl!~' how nice. He'd said these exact words to her and she felt the most satisfaction that she'd managed in quite a while. A smack to her rear had also caused her another giggle. It seemed that this was the reaction to that, even when the man who did it was buried within her person. Still he was quite right, he did promise she'd be dripping out of all of her holes and she was at a current go of two out of three. She'd begin moving her hips again soon after, this time a bit faster with a more circular motion. She was quite giddy herself. Though she didn't maintain that base interest as was claimed, she at present was well invested in receiving more praise. "We aren't done yet, I still haven't done my absolute best♥!~" Nerys spoke these words excitedly as she began again, and as such they would continue.

For that day and many others a certain pattern would develop. Pampering, debauchery, monster slaying, medic work... time with Jason and the Crew. Until such a time that a certain specific trip was being planned. Several days after that pattern developed and her new life on the Argo was set, Nerys stood on deck. She'd abandoned sometime before all the robes she'd been wrapped in. Too much sand in strange places. And had taken up wearing a red loin cloth lined in gold and a similar half top which exposed most of her person. Still she had a golden headpiece and several golden accessories, having turned her large witch hat into a circlet with the eye hidden behind a plate of gold. She'd recently patched up a couple of crew members who'd taken the brunt of a wyrm attack, but she wondered what course the Captain would be setting next.

[Bloodedge]

In all the time spent over those several days, the crew themselves had been quite busy. Their initial goal had been to take down a golem, and they'd managed to slay a few on their recent excursion. There was even the downfall of several desert wyrms, a rarely-seen quality of basilisk, and multiple raptors. Not a single life was lost, much to the contrary of the Argo's normal hunts. Who was to be credited for this? Nerys. Jason and the Argonauts all knew, a woman with a body like hers should have been ploughed half to death by the entire crew by now... and yet, none had touched her, despite the ensemble she wore as of late.

Why hadn't she been touched? That ashen wench was meant to be a drooling mess on the deck, wanting for nothing but the sea of phalluses laid before her. Perhaps the crew did nothing because Jason would have been furious if they did? No, that wasn't quite it. There was a certain amount of fear for Jason's ire floating around at all times on deck, but in actuality, the Argonauts had developed a strong respect and admiration of their white mage. So much had been accomplished due to her abilities alone, some members had begun referring to Nerys as Queen of the Sands, and aptly so. She was being acknowledged as if she were Jason's mate, even another Captain-figure as it were. When Jason slept, the Argonauts would look to her. When Jason woke, he would seek her. Even now, the Captain took the Argo's helm while expecting her to be nearby when his declaration was made. "Alright boys, time to ship out again! You guys ready for vacation?!" he asked, inciting a long wave of cheers from the crew.

[Apollymi]

At Jason's announcement Nerys had found herself near the helm. She was always nearby him, so long as he was awake. Otherwise she was busy, tending to this crew of all men. As a person who wasn't a girl at base, she wasn't particularly uncomfortable around men even with her body type. Beyond that point, she'd become something of a stable around here, for her actual talents, not just her overly sexualized body. Though she'd once been court mage for the entirety of a kingdom, she'd recently become the only medic for a crew of men who spent all of their time hunting monsters. She'd become quite busy in time. Usually she spent all of her spare time performing healing magics, creating various alchemical things to help along hunts, and devising strategies which would keep as many people alive as possible. So far, over those days of work, she'd succeeded quite a bit and she'd gotten to know the 'boys' as Jason called them. She smiled, she heard the occasional calls of the Queen of the Sands and those made her blush like a school girl. Nerys thought her terms with the men of the ship were pretty good, even though as a girl she probably should have been a bit more wary. Still, she liked being acknowledged but she didn't think her skills should have gained her that kind of praise. It was no bother though, she was at least happy here, and felt more useful than she had during her stay as court mage in Zuria during Kolin's reign.

At Jason's words a small chuckle came from Nerys, barefoot as she was she seemed a bit sheepish. "I take that to mean our next stop is the Whoredom..." she said softly. She thoroughly agreed that the men deserved a break and there was technically no better place for them to vacation than the giant brothel in the middle of the desert. Still, she maintained a certain level of wariness about the place and particularly about the woman in charge of it. Though she'd been sworn to a certain level of good behavior, Nerys still couldn't trust the woman's motivations.

[Bloodedge]

Jason's eyes glanced over the Argo's deck, taking in the sights of many men. They celebrated the idea of indulging, they passed along monster meat cooked over open fires, they raised spears and banged shields in their excitement. Everyone aboard this ship was long overdue for a break. Well... such was the case for everyone besides Jason, and presumably Nerys as well. Those two had taken ample time to indulge between themselves, daily, whenever there was nothing else requiring either of them to be attentive. Nevertheless, Nerys took his side just as he anticipated. Her first words came in the form of an assumption. As to where they were going, there were only two proper options in this vast desert. There was the occasional trip to an oasis for the sake of relaxing, bathing, etcetera... but that would not suffice for this trip. Jason had given enough time to allow Dis some freedom to grow, while allowing Kolin time to furnish the Argonauts' resting place. "Whoredom! I like it! What say you, lads? To the land of sluts to be at our beck and call?!" he asked. Those cheers began anew, far louder and more excited than before. The men needed this, and Jason hadn't left the Argo in... quite a few centuries. Lo and behold, that corrupt dump of a kingdom was just ahead. . .