The Argo & Desolate Sands

[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.