The Argo & Desolate Sands

[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.