Pleasure City of Dis

She'd been demanding once more. It was strange, when this was undertaken on the ship, she'd been not at all in charge of anything. She kind of enjoyed that more than she'd like to admit, but perhaps such things were beyond regular people. In this case at least, Izou was a bit closer to what she wanted, and with a bit of spiteful prodding he would acquiesce to her wishes. He patted her on the head and then pushed himself forward into her mouth once more. Oh, but he'd do a little more than she'd bargained for. He came in epic fashion almost down her throat, she felt it initially and held to avoid swallowing the wrong way. He also didn't stop. His melodic voice implied a bit of spite itself but... Kolin took solace in this. No... satisfaction as he pulled his member from the depths of her throat spurting on his way. Even to the point of pulling out and cumming onto her face and chest. She had no problem with this, though she still looked ireful there was delight in those eyes of hers. Once he was removed from her mouth she allowed it to remain open for a few seconds showing him all that it was before she swallowed that which had been expelled. It really was nice. She truly did like it... Still she couldn't help but be upset, why'd he make her wait so long? "Next time don't make me wait so long..." she said seemingly cross. It hadn't yet dawned upon her that she'd basically offered up such a service again, but it wasn't as if she wouldn't continue to use Izou if he was being useful. Of course it would be now that she got up from the floor and grabbed a towel from this closet, she couldn't well sit around with spunk on her face and and torso though she did lick her lips.

"Now I'll need another bath," she sounded cross but looked satisfied by her current state. That contradictions of her existence were well beyond visible. Oh well, it didn't seem like she'd be trying to change this. She sat a the edge of her own bed she opened up her legs from this angle and looked at the samurai with vague distaste. What would she do in a moment like this, she used her own fingers to open up the folds of her depths. "You did this, and claimed you liked it right? Time for you to own up, Izou." she said still bratty. Oh, but that wasn't really what she meant. "I mean, you're supposed to reward me for doing a good job." That was a bit soft, huh... well, whatever the point was made. She didn't just do this all the time, she had expectations regardless and there was still more she needed to figure out.

Next time, huh? Well, it was rather clear that Kolin would be seeking this sort of exchange again in future. With that mouth full of spunk, she was making a show of it, and... swallowing afterwards? How interesting; Izou would never have pinned this woman as such a submissive. Since she so clearly was, though, it seemed he would have an easier time being more... normal, as it were. "If you don't want to wait so long, make it go faster. You know, since you're so in charge and all," he said mockingly. How she managed to act as if she were actually the one in control while brazenly showing a mouth that had been so recently ejaculated into, was almost baffling. Ah, but whatever.

Kolin spoke of another bath as if she wished to wash away some filth, and even took up a towel upon rising. Did she believe they were done here? No; apparently she didn't. Onto the bed she went, spreading her legs and lips for his viewing pleasure. Yes, he did seemingly cause that moisture he saw between her legs. Yes, he did indeed like it. Yes, she probably did deserve a reward of some sort for showing the skill she had. But... no, it wouldn't be like this. Kolin moving to the bed was pointless. When Izou reached her location, it was not his aim to penetrate. He took hold of the woman, lifted her from the mattress, and ever so casually threw her toward the wall. Of course, he was upon her instantly, pinning her left wrist and lifting her right leg. Yes, this felt more fitting for the type of person she'd been in recent minutes. "I guess you've earned something, but skip the lovey-dovey shit. Missionary isn't you. Well... maybe a mating press, but..." Izou's sentence went unfinished as he plunged into her nether abruptly. No length was spared in that first thrust; this wasn't about romance or anything of the sort. They weren't here to make love, to have sex, any glorified way of addressing the matter─ they were in this room to fuck, and that would be exactly how things went as Izou's jewels began the process of slapping vigorously against Kolin's undercarriage.

"Hmpf," Yep, still cross. She didn't even take his teasing seriously. She obviously had no problem taking such things off him, but it still wasn't quite the way she wanted to be. Oh well, this was still enjoyable, and his sassy backtalk was far from something she didn't actually enjoy. Though she talked like she hated it, in actuality, it was comforting compared to the other sorts of men she always dealt with. Kolin had indeed moved to the bed and complained about needing a bath but that would obviously be waiting until they were actually finished and her bathroom was cleaned up again. Whatever the case, when he reached her Izou took hold of her. Was he going to flip her over and take her? That would have been exciting. Oh, but no. Well... not quite. Very quickly, Kolin found her face against the wall of bedroom. One arm pinned above her head and one of her legs lifted as well. What sort of crazy position was this? Well... she was about to find out!

"What?! Of course, I'm not that..." Kolin truly didn't understand romance. She wasn't trying to fall in love with some guy. That was a disgusting idea. She did just want to be fucked and obviously Izou would give this to her. And in a rather new and exciting way to boot. He plunged rather deeply into her. He held nothing back, that thrust just the one was so satisfying. Her mouth fell open with her tongue out. "Perfect!♥~ Keep going!" she demanded. Oh... still that. She wanted more and rougher treatment. This was new and exciting as long as he could keep up the pace she could enjoy this. Inside her body tightened reflexively. She could finish like this... she definitely could. This was wonderful. Nothing else mattered this could definitely work. In the passing moments her mind didn't even drift. How could it when she could feel this man's balls slapping against her undercarriage while he ploughed her so roughly against this wall. Actually, the wall was kind of good too, such a hard surface with no give. Oh... floors would work for this sort of thing too right? Yeah, that's the kind of thing she wanted.

Ah, that was more like it. Now was finally the time for all that attitude to fade away under the weight of his shaft. "Not that what?" he asked, though he didn't even care for an answer. All the naysaying and ordering Kolin had been doing, all disappeared, to be replaced by claims of this being... perfect, as she put it. Oh, how quickly she'd gone from trying to order him around, to wanting his methods continued. She definitely wouldn't be allowed to live that down. "Perfect, huh? You're sounding more like a whore by the minute," he claimed. No matter. Izou was going to continue, even if only because he could hardly stop the movement of his own hips. As if Kolin's mouth wasn't enough, he now felt as if he was being pulled inward by the queen's body. Every grip of her interior felt like another vacuum. How strange. At this angle, Izou was quite certain his balls were slamming themselves against that bundle of nerves presently positioned under her entrance, yet she offered the exact opposite of a complaint or negative reaction. He was also sure her cervix was being bypassed already, which normally warranted a very different reaction. There was only one meaning to be taken from this, expressed as Izou's arm lifted the woman's leg higher and higher for even greater depth of penetration. "You really are, aren't you? You're getting off from what most women run away from!"

Not what? Well the kind of girl who cared about romance. She didn't like kissing or anything like that. She wasn't engaging with people to make them feel better, this was about her. She was by definition selfish, she only hadn't realized before now, what kind of selfish she was. What was more, Izou stated that she sounded like a whore... maybe that was true. She liked the depth he currently reached within her. She liked when he shoved his dick down her throat, she was strange this way but it wasn't about him. It was about her. Yes. That was right, she was still in charge here... and that was how she saw it. "Shut up, I just like I what I like. Take the compliment and keep going!" Oh so bossy. Well, this man got a lot less of such a sentiment from her than most would. Actually, she was quite certain that this depth was just as deep as Jason had managed. Oh yes, he was hitting the end of her with her leg up like this... it was great. His balls were even slapping against her clit, what an impressive bit of extra stimulation. Yes. She was making him put in a lot of effort and it was all for her. That's how she could rationalize this, that is how she could be made okay with the taking such a pounding while smiling happily about it. It didn't matter what he was saying, it was praise for her. It didn't matter that he was hitting the very depths of her body, it was done just for her. "I'm not most women, this shit is great!~" Yep, that was just a compliment, she was close now, actually a couple extra knocks against her cervix and her body would tighten around this man without any further prompting. "Fuck yes!♥~" That fool Jason wasn't special obviously she'd just wanted something different. Yeah... that made sense. Just something different.

Yes, something different. Something very... different. Ah, but it wasn't at all. There were many classifications for the type of person Kolin proved herself to be, but perhaps she'd been too much of a self-sheltered individual to realize that. Things would have been very different if she'd known long ago that she wasn't at all strange, Izou thought. Yes, most women were not fans of this specific approach... though that didn't mean there weren't many who were into it. Whatever the case may have been, Izou was content to enjoy himself. Having Kolin be so complacent with his own natural leaning was a boon, even though she continued to bitch her way through every sentence, in spite of how obvious it was that she was relishing the rougher treatment. "Yeah yeah, quit your yappin' unless you want to goad me into plugging your mouth again." Izou wondered how far she would actually go with this. How far could he go before any amount of legitimate fury was thrown his way? Well... he wasn't going to sit around and wonder.

So then, what was he to do? He didn't need to keep holding Kolin's wrist while his body was already pressing her against the wall. This face had long hair, so he thought to pull her head back by it, while her breasts were being squeezed against that flat surface ahead. What of the other hand? It seemed he hadn't lifted her leg high enough to make an impact. Higher and higher still was the goal then, until his own arm was stretched over their heads, that hand holding Kolin by the ankle. Had she ever done a split before? He'd never seen it, but... whatever; surely she wouldn't mind learning, if not.

Kolin was now a very strange individual. Of course, she was now coming to find that she simply liked a certain method of sex. It really didn't change the fact that she was exceedingly picky about who she allowed to join her in coitus, they just now had additional requirements to meet. Izou for one, was doing this spectacularly, but he was also one of few she could trust to do this anyways. And how was he proving himself right just now. Oh, a threat shot her way at her constant yapping at him. "Is that all it would take?" And full circle such a statement came. Still she didn't have any legitimate complaints about the way he was treating her now. And it would only get better. He got rougher, letting go of her wrist and pulling he hair with one hand. Her eyes widened. That tingling sensation across her scalp was quite good. Her eyes rolled back a bit, how very lovely. And he wasn't done yet, he pushed at her leg. It got higher and higher and it tightened her within. "Aaaaah!♥~" That might have been too much but she definitely didn't hate it. It wasn't as rough as when Jason did it, but it was still really nice. Oh... why was she thinking about Jason. He didn't matter at all right now... Izou was doing such good work. "This is what I came here for!" yep, praise. That is what she'd do, bottle up all of those thoughts of the desert and enjoy the fact that she had someone on hand to give her the kind of treatment she needed.

In response to his claim of plugging her mouth, Kolin offered an interestingly flirty inquiry. In fact, yes, that would be all it took. Izou snickered. Perhaps he would do just that when this exchange reached its end. But for now... this was what she came here for, was it? Had she returned to Dis just to experience a bit of rough sex? Obviously not, but the sentence alone was enough to be satisfying. That tightening of her undercarriage was finally paying off, if Kolin's wails were any indicator. At this rate, it felt as if she'd snap him in two, but it was quite the pleasant feeling for Izou. A hefty bit of pressure could only be a positive thing while sufficient lubrication was present. One had to wonder how much more Izou could get away with, considering how well she was responding to every increase in roughness. Perhaps he'd find the limit soon enough; obviously this wasn't it. "H'oh? Tell me more. From the looks of it, this isn't the line. C'mon, let the class know how intense the study session can be. Sensei can adapt for a good gal~" He spoke truth. What better way was there to find the limit, than to be informed directly? Of course, there was always the option to find out for himself. Maybe he'd take that one, but if Kolin happened to be opposed to that... well, that was something to be dealt with after they finished as such regardless. It wasn't as if he was going to step it up again, just to stop thereafter. . .

That tightening was indeed pleasant for Kolin. Actually, the hair pulling too... maybe more. Actually, definitely more. She definitely came here for this. Actually here was a bit open ended. She didn't mean she came back to the city for this. It meant she'd come to Izou for this... she wasn't actually sure if he'd make it work out. Well, aside from knowing that he was tooled for the job. Still, his words made her eyes narrow and she looked back at him in this moment as if considering for just a moment what to tell him. This was a strange thing to do, she wasn't sure what she wanted to admit to, in this case, Izou was one of her more trusted companions. Not a dog, not a pet and not someone who followed. Oh, well that was about it... "There isn't much you can do right now to upset me," she said there was a strange edge to that sentence. She simply couldn't be soft, he wanted to adjust she'd find out how much. "Fuck me harder, pull my hair do it like you hate me and make sure I cum hard!" there instructions. That was about all she could manage. Actually this position was quite fun and he could be more abusive to her in the moment and she truly wouldn't mind. The pain of it would make the interaction better and guarantee her a certain amount of pleasantry.

Izou wondered what the extent of Kolin's masochism was, and according to her, anything upsetting would be difficult. What a strange clause that was. She wanted it harder, as if he hated her? That much was easy, considering how she... wait─ surely that wasn't possible! "Kukuku~" Izou laughed while thrusting forward again, following this with a stirring motion within Kolin's deepest reaches. "Is that why you're such a bitch? You want someone to hate you, to take out their anger by raping you through the night?" he asked. "Alright. Easy job," was the conclusion. That very sentence was one he said quite often. One of Kolin's previous identities, the one he knew originally, often received that phrase before Izou went on a murder spree of some sort. Now, he would treat this instance of coitus as such a thing.

So, she wanted to be hated. She wanted to be used and abused, and she wanted her orgasm to be something great. Easy. He abandoned the idea of pulling her hair, though; he had a much better idea. One of her legs had been lifted to a ridiculous height, so what if he did the same with the other? Well, lifting that other leg was no issue for Izou. Soon enough, both of Kolin's feet would be planted against the wall, leaving her backside open for Izou's continued thrusting while he sandwiched her betwixt the wall and himself. "Let's go for this, then. Feel free to commentate~" he sang. How would she fare when her legs were like this, and gravity was added to the mix? Time would tell.