Apparently, Kolin liked the treatment she was receiving and she shouldn't try to lodge her complaints. As if. She was cross that he dared try and take advantage, the fact that she also liked it shouldn't have been problematic at all. Izou was taking advantage of her, but she was the one deciding to do it, as such, she wasn't actually upset. But admitting that wasn't within her normal level of play. If she wasn't at least bitchy she'd lose all her credibility. What took place with Jason was something else entirely, but, everyone else was to be treated with more distance. Yes, Izou was in a different tier from others, and she begrudgingly accepted that, but that didn't mean she would do anything other than be cross whenever she could.
Ah, but she was going to be forced to accept quite a bit. Right at the moment a hand upon her throat as the lad above her face, rather suddenly flexed himself within the fit of her throat. He had a demand to make did he? She needed technique? No... what the hell were these men here for if she need to do extra? That was completely unreasonable. But that demanding tone felt like the sort of thing she would acquiesce to, so she'd swallow hard around his cock, while continuing to breathe out of her nose. Whatever treat she was supposed to get at the end of this, it had better be worth it. The mind of Kolin was a strange place, she wished to be praised and rewarded. She didn't want to do anything. She didn't understand the necessity for technique and the like when it came to what she did, but she expected perfection from the men in her life. If one really took the time to think about it, they'd realize what a sad existence she was, too bad men like Izou were around to keep her from knowing how far below the standard she actually fell.