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  1. #151
    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.

  2. #152
    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.

  3. #153
    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.

  4. #154
    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.

  5. #155
    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.

  6. #156
    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.

  7. #157
    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.

  8. #158
    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?"

  9. #159
    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.

  10. #160
    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.

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