The Straw That Broke the Scylla's Back (Nessa;Taki)

[Mamono Assault Force]

Chapter 1: The Straw That Broke the Scylla's Back​

It was a fine catch. A large, delicious looking fish that looked well enough to be Nessa's meal for the whole day. She was in a dark space, there was no way that the fish could see her. And the most exciting part was that it was slowly coming towards her. In no time at all, she was sure she would be able to catch it in her tentacles, and be set for a fine meal, even being able to go to land and fry it up to make it especially more delicious. And just as she hoped for, the fish drew close enough for her tentacles to catch. There was no time to waste, now was the time to strike. Nessa moved in quickly, her tentacles reaching out to ensnare her prey!

And then a net swooped by. The fish was gone in an instant, right before her eyes as the shadow of a ship sailed by, the mere presence seeming to mock her after having just denied her a most fine meal. And she wasn't the only one. A mermaid nearby was crying in mourning after the passing net nearly caught her as well, and stole away her prized necklace from her mother. "Nooo!" she cried. A sahuagin and charybdis were upset as well, both having been denied a massive swarm of little fish with the passing of the net, as the sahuagin and charybdis were working together to get the food that was now stolen from them. "T-those stupid ships!" the barnacle girl exclaimed. The sahuagin expressed her opinion as well as she shook her spear angrily, although she didn't look angry nor did she say anything, but her shaking was enough.

"The reef is slowly getting destroyed!" the sobbing mermaid announced, "Someone should do something about their inconsideration for our home!" the charybdis responded with a voice that held vengeance. The sahuagin agreed, shaking her spear again, it was really all she could do.

"But..." a nereid announced, appearing to answer the commotion as she swam closer, her elegant fins flowing in the water along with her black hair. "The Sea Bishops from Atlantis told us that we mustn't harm the humans... Even though we are suffering." she told the group. The mermaid lowered her head, as did the charybdis and sahuagin. None of them wanted to turn against Atlantis itself.

 

[Takimaru]

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Nessa swiftly lunged forth, employing several wine-colored tentacles to grab at her oblivious quarry, only to see it snatched away right before her eyes by none other than the net of some greedy fishermen. Instinctively, she moved to chase after it at first, but found that the sizeable catch was now lost in the jumble of other sea creatures scooped up by the rugged lattice of rope. That wonderful meal, along with her last shreds of hope for tonight's supper, were quickly carried off in the ocean current as the humans' vessel obstinately sailed along, cold and ignorant to the mamono girl's needs.

Her stomach did the grumbling for her, mirroring her frustration at the recent turn of events, and the young scylla's expression slowly turned into that of a scowl--as beautiful as she was, it was certainly not a look that any land-dwelling man would enjoy seeing, for that would indicate they had done something very wrong. And to Nessa, they had done just that far too many times for her to count. In the past, she had overlooked a series of similar offenses, each time storing them away in a small, seething pot in the corner of her mind. But now, that cauldron's slow brew had come to a turbulent, bubbling boil. Time after time she had turned the other cheek, especially since the boats that had sailed by as of late were just far too large for her to do anything to single-handedly. But now she was simply famished, and for once felt as if she was in severe danger--not from the jaws of a predator, but instead, from the possibility of a slow, painful decline by starvation. Everyone, even the denizens of the deep, had a breaking point, and Nessa had just reached hers. Clenching her fists at her sides, she cursed them loudly. "Those... bastards! Is 'sharing' such a taboo to these humans?!" Fuming, she slipped out from the safety of her usual crevice out into the open, looking upon the dying reef, once a thriving ecosystem, through piercing green eyes.

Swimming up to the other ocean-dwelling mamono girls, the blonde scylla folded her arms over her ample bust, her tentacles idly slinking back and forth in time with the tides. "Then Atlantis must not care much for our region," she interjected with a stern, yet confident voice. "If this continues, we won't just suffer--we'll die. Must we continue to pander to these men who care not for our kind? If they would happily let us feed, that would be one thing... but now they hide in the safety of their larger ships. It's as if they seek to simply take whatever they wish without paying their dues to the rightful owners of the sea!"

Seeing her neighbors' downtrodden attitudes in light of the Atlantis' prime representatives having a strong pull in thie dilemma, she shook her head slowly to illustrate her disdain. "The Sea Bishops... they have great numbers, but are far too soft to wish any degree of harm upon the humans that cause harm to us every day. But we don't have to harm the seamen, fufu... not outright, anyway. If we were to capture a few men from these fleets, and 'convince' them to see it our way until they begged to be converted... would those four-finned priests be able to tell us we are in the wrong, if it is but an underwater union between a man and mamono? While I'm sure that many of you are not keen on the idea of taking a random sailor just for this purpose, we need to send some kind of message to the fishermen that this reef is not some farm that they can harvest from to their heart's content," she proposed. "Unless any of you have a better idea."

 

[Mamono Assault Force]

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The first to reply was the Nereid, swimming up to Nessa and nodding. "Yes, the Sea Bishops support the union between man and mamono, they do! We just need to be a little assertive, yes?" she agreed with Nessa, while the mermaid seemed shock that Nessa as well as another sea dweller was thinking of something so forceful. Her eyes wide, her cheeks were red in shock. "You mean... We should rape them?" she asked with a very nervous voice. "But... But isn't that the same as attacking the sailors!" she exclaimed, her voice carrying a heavy tone of astonishment at what Nessa suggest she and the other sea creatures do.

The charybdis gave a malicious giggle in response. "Who cares! Like she said," she directs towards Nessa, "The Bishops won't know the difference! By the time we get done with them, they'll be devoted to us! Besides, they must pay!" she announced, and the sahuagin rose her spear above her head in acknowledgement for the third time. The mermaid seemed timid due to the general population around her all rooting for raping the men on the boat, of course her gentle mermaid traits making her see more along the lines of the Bishops. But the Nereid swam over to her to help her see their way as she wrapped an arm around the mermaid's shoulders and winked at her. "Hey, you won't be hurting them. You'll just be showing them the loving tender feelings of the cute little mermaid that they're hurting. Once they see how cute you are, and... How loving you can be, they'll surely make up for the harm they've caused you." she assured the mermaid.

Still timid, even the mermaid seemed to know what would happen if she just let it go. Nodding her head slowly, she finally said, "... Okay... I really want to... Stop this from happening, so... As long as I don't have to hurt anyone." she stuttered, still uncertain, but all the same she was on Nessa's newly growing rebellious party.

"My name's Alora, pleasure to be working with all of you." The Nereid introduced herself.

"... P-Pearl..." the blue haired mermaid stuttered. "Nice to meet all of you."

"I don't have a name, but I like the sound of Coral! Call me Coral!" the charybdis announced with a giggle.

Meanwhile, the sahuagin drew her name on the sea floor with her spear, along with a greeting, "Gale. Hello."

 

[Takimaru]

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Her lips curling up into a smirk upon hearing the Nereid's reaction, the blonde-haired scylla replied, "Yes, we should have them see it our way. Sometimes a more forceful approach is what's required, but it's the final result that matters, isn't it? By the end of it all, we should have ourselves some loving mates, and more importantly, a few less sailors to help destroy the reef."

When the mermaid expressed her concern, Nessa was quick to address it along with the others. There was nothing quite like peer pressure, especially in more collectivist societies, and she was certain that although the more gentle of the sea mamono didn't agree with them at first, she would come around eventually. Much like the tide, one could attempt to resist it, but not for long. This was but a natural reaction to being pushed too hard, too far, by the humans, and the tentacled girl would see this plan through.

"They might struggle at first because they don't understand our ways. Once they do, they should be a little more willing to please us--and less inclined to rob us of our food." Tilting her head to get a better read on the mermaid's lovely expression, she decided to appeal to her more emotional side. "Besides... haven't you always wanted a man? One who was meant for you, and you for him~? Think about it--he could be on one of those boats right now, his lonely heart yearning for your touch. But he won't come to you, not while he is still unfamiliar with the ways of our sea. In this case, it's necessary to force a little culture shock for him to come around. Otherwise, you two might never meet, hmm? This is for them as much as it is for us and our home."

While the scylla's words were laced with sweetness, she personally had no intentions of romance between herself and a human--at least not the kind that the mermaid had in mind. While the seaman who found himself coupled with the fish-tailed beauty would likely be subject to a tender, slow bout of lovemaking, depending on her tastes, the fool unlucky enough to be caught in Nessa's grasp was liable to be violated in a most humiliating episode by her supple, yet strong tendrils. For he was a man and she was a mamono, and for all intents and purposes, she was above him.

Pleased with the general consensus of the group, Nessa paid careful attention to their names. "Alora, Pearl, Coral, Gale... Well met. Surely we will need to work together in order to make this operation successful." She carefully looked over each member of the motley crew, pondering their abilities. After a pause of deep thought, she continued. "Coral, my dear, I will need you to create a distraction, forming one of your whirlpools on the next ship's port side. I will flank the starboard side, and Pearl will use her tempting body to entice the sailors towards the Coral's edge of the ship, as they should no doubt be curious." Nessa then motioned to a rock jutting out of the water on which the mermaid could possibly use as a platform of sorts to show off her goods, knowing that she wouldn't be optimal for the more aggressive roles. Those would be allocated to the two more willing members of the team.

"Alora and Gale, you two will pull as many men as you can off to either side, where they'll be within reach of either Coral's inescapable current or my numerous tentacles. Afterwards the lot of you can grab the others who have fallen into the water, and while it might be a terrifying experience for some on the ship, I'm sure it will come to be known as an event most memorable by the ones 'lucky' enough to be caught by our group, fufu... We'll even divvy up the spoils later if we catch a strange number. Any questions? If not, we should start preparing for the next vessel."

Unless the others had any serious objections, Nessa would then move to the shallower end of the reef, off to one end of the fishing route, loosely motioning for the rest of the girls to take their positions.

 

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The mermaid shrunk back a little when Nessa directed her sight towards her, mostly because of the difference of their species, as Nessa is a powerful squid, and she is a normal fish. But despite her meek reaction to Nessa simply looking at her, the mermaid still seemed resistant to the idea, even if only slightly. "That's still... It's... A little forceful..." she replied. "It'd be nice if one of the sailors was kind and spoke out among the others in protest though..." the mermaid Pearl said with a dreamy tone. And as if the fates themselves were on Nessa's side, the vibrations of voices reached them, just loud enough from the ship for them to hear.

"This is going too far, we're taking more than we need," said a man's voice from the ship.

Nessa had Pearl's support in that instant as the mermaid looked onto the ship, imagining the man who said that to have a handsome figure and kind disposition. "I'll do anything it takes to meet him!" she announced. She, and the rest of Nessa's little squad of rebellious sea critters were fully ready to take down that ship, and nodded in unison as Nessa announced that it would be by the work of their team effort that they would be successful. Although upon hearing the plan, Pearl went red in the face with embarrassment. "What!?" she exclaimed. "Use my...!? Noooo! He'll lose any respect for me!" she announced. And although she was complaining, the others nodded, accepting their roles; however, Gale rose a point as she pointed her weapon to the ship, which was turning and making another round.

"Look, look! The ship is coming round!" Coral announced, before the waters around her suddenly began to swirl, drawn towards her. "Forget waiting for the next ship, let's take our revenge right now!" she yelled.

Alora grinned intently, before she swam up to Pearl, peeled her seashell bra off quickly, and grabbed her by the fin and began to pull her towards the rock Nessa pointed out in order to lure the men closer to Coral's building whirlpool. "Come on, princess~ It's time to entice the men with your stunning breasts~" the Nereid cooed to the mermaid, while Pearl herself started screaming and crying in protest, but was unable to flee or do anything while being held by her fin and pulled towards the rock.

As they made their way, Gale gave silent declaration that she would stay on the port side and assist Coral, while it seemed Nessa would be assisted by Alora, once she got the crying mermaid to her point.

"Dun-dun... Dun-dun...!" Coral began to chant, before Gale bopped her over the head with the blunt side of her weapon, and wrote on the sea floor, "You are not a shark."

 

[Takimaru]

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"I suppose that would be nice, now wouldn't it..." The scylla struggled to hide her disdain for Pearl's romantic sentiments, feigning as convincing a grin as possible in order to encourage the mermaid to simply go along with the plan. Faced with the threat of a cruel demise, and all the fish-bottomed maiden could think about was romance? The nerve, Nessa thought to herself. Worse, to be so ignorant as to assume that any sailor would so easily cease such an apparently lucrative endeavor without outside influence... it was silly--no, it was utterly foolish. If there was anything that the tentacled beauty had learned from her experiences with humans, it was that they never knew when to stop, and all too often failed to consider the well-being of others, especially those of a different race. To welcome them into one's heart was to invite tragedy, as far as she was concerned. Either way, if such hopes were what the idealistic Pearl needed as motivation to help the ragtag group of mamono girls, then the blonde-haired leader would put up with it, for now.

Instantly perking up at the sound of human voices, Nessa looked up in time with the idealistic mermaid, whose heart wasn't the only one affected in some way by the mysterious sailor's words. A man, telling the others to stop? Hearing it was almost like a joke to the vengeful scylla. So many times was her dinner snatched from right underneath her nose, and not a single fisherman uttered a word against the atrocities being committed at the time. Why would such a man be on that ship? Why now, of all the times to exhibit even just a sliver of evidence against everything Nessa knew about the human race?

But it didn't matter at this point. It was too little, too late, and the scylla hardened her heart as the escalating situation called for this degree of harshness--there was no turning back now. Besides, if he was that good a man, then truly, a sweet girl like Pearl deserved him, she thought, and certainly not a creature like herself, whose heart was filled with only bitterness and resent for the land-dwellers. Besides, the rest were still trash, and would be left to the fate that Nessa originally had intended for them--to be nothing more than the first set of playthings for this community of aquatic monster girls. The sailors' capture was just the first step for the girls in taking back what is rightfully theirs, with interest.

As Pearl was dragged off to her position by the ever spirited nereid, Nessa shook her head slowly with a resigned sigh, though the crack of an amused smile showed itself upon her countenance. The degree to which the mermaid held on to such modesty was rather comical to the scylla, who wore nothing upon her upper half save for some golden jewelry taken from shipwrecks. Nessa lowered her arms to reveal those large, beautiful breasts of hers without shame, intent on using her figure as effectively as she would her own tentacles, for the purpose of catching herself a man. She swam into position, finding a part of the reef shallow enough for her to prop herself onto, then slowly lifted her upper half out of the water by extending two anchored tentacles, revealing the more 'enticing' portion of herself--as far as human men were concerned--for them to lay eyes upon.

Giving a nod to Alora once the other mamono reached the approaching ship's starboard side, Nessa motioned for her to go on and knock overboard any hapless fisherman reckless enough to stand close to the edge. In the meanwhile, she extended her tentacles as far as they would go into the water and waited patiently. The first man to be knocked into her domain, she felt, would be utterly at her mercy. Nessa would make sure to show the crew a terrifying sight, wrapping her appendages all around him and making it look like the victim was being drowned or eaten alive, in the hopes of generating some repulsing tales for the rest to take back to land. What she really did with him afterwards, however, was for her to know... and for her captive to find out.

 

[Mamono Assault Force]

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As Alora took her own position, winking back at Nessa, Pearl's wails continued on the rock above, and sooner than expected, the sailors took notice rather quickly. A man with a bit more unique attire than the rest stepped off to the side of the ship, and looked at the crying mermaid. "Mermaid! Let's go rescue her!" the man announced with a wicked grin, laughing merrily. With scars across his face, and an unshaven beard, he looked like he certainly was in the wrong crowd.

But as he announced that, a man with a red vest and green bandanna stepped up and gripped the apparent captain's shoulder with an extremely distressed expression. "This is a bad omen!" he insisted. "Leave the mermaid alone! Your greed will be the death of us all, you fool!" he shouted to the captain, his voice sounding familiar to the voice Nessa and the mermaid heard before. Of course, what he said made Pearl cry even more. "He doesn't want meee!" she moaned. But despite what the young sailor said to the older man, the captain slapped his hand away harshly.

"Enough of your cowardice, ya pathetic boy!" the man snarled at the youth, and began shouting orders at his sailors, before the ship began sailing straight for the mermaid, right into their trap. And unable to do anything but watch, the younger sailor stepped off to the side of the boat, looking at the crying mermaid, before, as the rock she was on moved just enough, he saw Nessa in the water. Fixing his eyes directly on her, the boy seemed to turn pale. Shaking his head, he turned back as if to shout, but it was far too late. The men were shouting and hollering, "Whirlpool!" as Coral began to summon a mighty whirlpool, pulling the ship off course with great strength, so strong that it seemed the ship would meet it's end in her whirlpool. "Monsters, they're boarding!" a desperate voice exclaimed as Alora and Gale bursted from the sea, and landed on the ship from both sides. With a swift movement, Alora grabbed a pair of men, and hurled herself, along with them, overboard.

Gale made quick work of the few sailors who came at her, and quickly set her sights on the youth. "Gods have mercy..." he announced, before holding a quarterstaff in his hand, and suddenly finding himself under a powerful assault from Gale, pushed to the edge immediately as the ship swirled, Gale was quickly overpowering him as it was all he could do to defend himself.

 

[Takimaru]

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Finding the mermaid's cries of embarrassment to by unexpectedly potent in speeding this operation along, Nessa initially put on a look of shock, but was not disappointed in the slightest--this would work just as well, ironically enough. She couldn't quite hear the details of the words being exchanged by the captain and his deckhand, but from the body language alone, the young scylla could deduce that disagreements were being had.

As the ship approached Pearl's position, Nessa naturally saw this as an act of aggression towards the kind-hearted mermaid. After all, what else would they want her for, besides a number of selfish human needs? Despicable, she thought. And while the younger man appeared to be arguing against such an action, the others, just as the mamono predicted, continued on. Perhaps this boy's noble gesture was but an anomaly in the otherwise rigid structure that comprised human nature according to this particular scylla.

Wasting no time, she dove under the surface, the monster girl's entire body moving in unison to help propel her ever faster towards her goal. As she swam, her tentacles trailed gracefully behind her, a display of her underwater mobility, which made the sailors who had just fallen in to the ocean look like terrible swimmers in comparison. Not that it mattered, as the pull of the charybdis' whirlpool was likely far too strong for even the most competent seaman to fight against. Coral would probably wind up with a good share of men, Nessa thought to herself, and so she turned her attention to the deck above, where she caught a glimpse of Gale squaring off with the intrepid youth. Without a doubt, he was the one Pearl wanted, and judging from his voice, was probably the speaker of the words that the girls had heard earlier. She needed to at least help catch him, at least for the mermaid's sake if nothing else, though a shred of that was the scylla's own curiosity. Looking to speed the process along, Nessa employed the suckers on her powerful tentacles to hoist herself up along the ship's side until she was on deck, flanking the staff-wielding cadet and slipping one of her long, flexible appendages around his ankle in an attempt to trip him up.

If she succeeded, the monster girl would then quickly work to drag him into the ocean. Once underwater, she'd motion for Coral to ease up on the whirlpooling, as she had no intention of actually sinking this ship, hoping that there would at least be some survivors to return to civilization with the tale. After such a gesture, Nessa would then collect as many stray sailors as possible in addition to the boy in her grasp, whether they were knocked overboard by Alora or had fallen into the sea on their own. She would then pull the lot of them onto shore, catching her breath before taking a closer look at her new captives, and also taking a look at the situation with Coral and the other aquatic mamono.

 

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Only a few men at a time were falling into the water due to the efforts of Alora alone, as despite pushing the man to the edge, he was proving himself to be quite the fighter, even if he was unwilling. In an effort to save himself, he pushed Gale back with a few attacks to make her go on the defensive for a moment, only to find her to retaliate quickly, stepping to the side as he attempted to thrust his staff, and slamming the blunt side of her weapon against his chest, blowing him backwards to such an extent that Nessa did not even need to reach for him before she found him landing against her with his back to her. With her tentacles slipping around him, he began to fight against her futilely, squirming in her tentacles, and perhaps bringing a sadistic delight if she were so taken with his struggles. "No! I can't... I can't let this be the end!" he announced desperately, as if trusting his fate to Nessa would be the end of his days.

Bringing him down into the water below, Nessa saw a pair of sailors fall into the water shortly after her descent, one from Alora and Gale respectively. Right about then, the sailors were mobilizing, and gunshots were heard just before Nessa told Coral to call off the whirlpool. Catching a the two sailors in her tentacles, Nessa saw Gale fall into the water afterwards, a steam of red blood coming from her arm where she had apparently been shot during the first volley of gunfire. With a free tentacle, Nessa would be more than able to rescue the wounded sahuagin, but a quick moving Alora would pick her up as well if Nessa though her 'hands' full with the three men she already had bound.

Afraid of the danger presented by the ship, all of the mamono fled from the location, even Coral as she broke from the ground she was attached to in order to follow with the group. So focused on their tasks, Alora, Gale, nor Coral had any captives of their own. Their only prisoners were the three men Nessa captured. None wanted to risk further injury to the group by staying to secure more captives.

Reaching the shore, Alora, Gale, Pearl, and Coral each seemed out of breath, if only even from the excitement of falling under attack from the humans weaponry

"That was dangerous... Gale was shot by the captain of the ship..." Alora noted as she came ashore, laying on her back amidst the waves.

Pearl, with a new, shabby bra made of seaweed, swam up to the wounded Gale collapsed on the beach, and placed her hands on the sahuagin's wound before a bright white light emitted from her hands, and the wound closed, making sure to push out the pellet as well, which Pearl tossed aside in repulsion. "That was terrifying..." Pearl cried.

"Those humans really are as ruthless as they are mean!" Coral said angrily. Just being on the beach, and out of place of her previous little hole seemed to be making her angry. "I nearly got shot too! I was gonna sink the ship because they hurt Gale!"

Alora gave an exhausted laugh as she laid down flat on her back. "Our hatred for the humans actions have only increased it seems. This conflict can only continue unless things change... Though, that's another story. What of our three captives, Nessa?" Alora inquired to the three men squirming in Nessa's tentacles, their voices muffled in the mass of her appendages.

 

[Takimaru]

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Nessa couldn't help but exhibit a smirk at how things worked out when the boy fell right into her grasp, having at first expected more of a fight from the capable-looking lad, but instead found herself mildly impressed with Gale's fighting prowess instead. If one were to look closely, they would notice her face carrying a steadily deepening blush to accompany that devilish grin, as the feeling of her captive's futile struggles, with him writhing about within the mass of her constantly shifting tentacles, was more than just mildly pleasing to her, if the scylla were to be honest with herself. Rarely had she felt like this before; his vibrant will to live, as shown by his heartfelt attempts to break free of her clutches, was nearly intoxicating to Nessa, who idly slid her tentacles all along his body as she swam, around his neck and between his legs, feeling every which way--not necessarily to molest him intentionally, but rather to get a better grip on the victim, as well as to better feel the intensity of his attempts to escape.

Despite that, it still took three of her eight limbs to keep him still, and with four more being used to restrain the other sailors that she wound up snagging, she was ultimately weighed down far too much to get to the wounded Gale in a timely manner, although relief did well up in her chest when Alora came swimming by. "Damn humans," she muttered to herself, perhaps as much as she was the men in her possession. "Just when I suspected there was a limit to your harmful ways, you've proven me wrong, once again..." With that, she lugged her haul towards the shore, making it to land a few moments later after the other girls, due to the extra 'luggage' in tow.

When she emerged from the receding tides with the vest-wearing seaman and his two crewmates, Nessa put on a look of disgust at the scene laid out before her--other aquatic mamono, not terribly unlike her in many ways, tired, wounded, and otherwise disheartened from the actions of humans, much like before. Though she couldn't entirely blame the land-dwellers for at least attempting to fight back, such as what the staff-wielder did, his cruel captain's intent to outright kill Gale didn't sit well with the scylla.

"Wonderful job... all of you. I can hardly be surprised by what they have tried today, especially upon our poor Gale, but rest assured, you'll be able to take your stress out tonight on our captives. This is just the beginning, for them," she said, addressing the group as a whole before motioning to the men in her grasp with her free hand. Shifting her tendrils about so that they had properly restrained each man by his neck, she lifted the one with the green bandana up before the girls, raising him up off his feet ever so slightly, her expression soon shifting into a sly, teasing grin. Nessa turned to him, pulling him closer to her and tilting her head to examine his features a little better. "Listen, human," she scoffed. "You are our prisoner now, and I could easily turn this into a fate most horrible for you," the tentacled beauty added in a quiet voice, her fleshy appendage slowly squeezing around his neck to suggest that she could suffocate him with ease. "However, should you learn to behave, and understand your place in our realm, that of the mamono, then you might come to find this experience somewhat more... enjoyable," she cooed suggestively, slipping a tendril up along his inner thighs, to the bulge of his crotch and nudging him there gently whilst loosening her grip on his throat to demonstrate that she was equally as capable of pleasure as she was of discomfort. At the same time, her extra tentacles were doing similarly for the other two men in her grasp, nonverbally allowing them to feel the possible choices for them at hand. "But that's your choice. Learn to understand what you have done to us, and help us convince your fellow sailors, and we can make your new life here very fun. Refuse, and you'll pray for the sea's eternal claim by the time I am done with you, I can assure this," she concluded.

"Now," Nessa said while turning to the rest, her tone of voice doing nearly a 180 as she changed from addressing the 'inferior' beings to those she roughly considered closer to her position, as a mamono. "There are five of us, and only three of them. Meaning that three of us may have to share one, or switch off on him, if you are feeling urges," she explained. The scylla then motioned over to the red-vested youth, whom she slowly lowered, allowing him to catch his breath. "Since this one is the most lively, I'd recommend him for sharing, unless that is, Pearl wants him all to herself...?" suggested Nessa with a teasing grin.

She then glanced sideways at the strong-willed young sailor. "You know, she had been longing for a man like you all this time. Why not feel the pleasure of a mermaid's kind embrace? Pearl is beautiful, even amongst her kind, and all too willing to share her heart with you."

 

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The man with the green bandanna gave a pained expression and agonized and strangled quiet cry as he was lifted by Nessa. This brought a concerned reaction from Pearl, who looked ready to cry from what the man was suffering from. Looking to her when she directed her voice to him, he opened one of his squinting eyes that were squeezed shut to try and endure being choked to look at her. He took short breaths, and gave a startled reaction as she suddenly squeezed him harder, gritting his teeth, his face turning red as he tried to endure her sadistic handling. But his face turned even more red as he felt her tentacle going up his thigh, and applying a bit of pleasure to his crotch, squirming a bit in reaction with a surprised expression on his face, as if he didn't expect her to do what she just did. Once she loosened her grip around his neck, he began to breathe heavily, nodding his head. "I understand..." he said between his gasps for air.

Although at what she announced next, the man looked confused further, looking to the others that she was addressing. He clearly wanted to ask what she meant between sharing, and was even more confused when she announced that they be switched off. He kept his mouth shut however, even when Nessa suggested she put him under the spotlight.

Pearl flushed red at what Nessa was saying, and was having quite a meek fit when she was asked if she were willing to share him or not, only getting worse as she actually seemed to panic when Nessa asked him how he felt about Pearl and indulging in her embrace. Although before she could muster up the courage to say anything, after a few seconds of both the confused sailor and Pearl glancing at each other, Gale answered the call in Pearl's stead, walking up to the youth, and jumped from where stood, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, before forcing her lips onto his, resulting in the man having a startled reaction. Nessa clearly saw him raise a hand to object, but when that hand bumped against her tentacle, he thought better of it, and allowed Gale to do as she pleased, and let her kiss him.

"Speaking of lively, I think that not only Pearl has her eyes set on that one," Alora said with a giggle. "I can't blame her, he is very young and attractive. I think I saw you taking a fancy as well, Nessa, or am I mistaken?" Alora said playfully to the squid.

"I don't care how we share! They all look delicious and full of spiritual energy for me to suck out!" Coral announced with eagerness.

Meanwhile, Pearl was silent, watching with a concerned expression as she continued to tremble and stare at the man getting kissed by Gale.

 

[Takimaru]

Re: The Straw That Broke the Scylla's Back (Nessa)

Nessa's lips curled into a fiendish smile, feeling him squirm and struggle in her grasp. When she sensed that he was truly helpless against her, it brought about a kind of high that the scylla could find herself getting addicted to--having a real live human, the source of all her recent troubles, as a personal stress toy to squeeze and abuse, being there right next to her to vent more than just one type of frustration on. How convenient, she thought to herself. Perhaps the fruits of this plan held more than just a few benefits beyond what was readily apparent after all. Even better, his compliance simply tickled her, and she tried her best not to just burst out into laughter at the young man's words of surrender, else she look like the sadist she truly was before some of her peers, especially Pearl, whose status as the most hesitant of the bunch was no secret.

She continued to slither her tentacles about the man's frame loosely, as something of a gentle reminder that she had her eye on him. However, when Gale took the initiative and walked up to the bandana-wearing sailor before pouncing him wildly, Nessa was genuinely surprised, and blinked a few times, letting her have at him. Perhaps not as caught off-guard as when Alora suggested that she fancied him too, though. A light blush formed over her face and she huffed, folding her arms across her chest. "N... not particularly," she replied rather shortly, averting her eyes from the scene of the sahaugin's loving assault upon the youth.

Turning her attention to Pearl, she made a meek attempt to comfort her, saying, "Well, I'm sure he'll appreciate your more...gentle approach, Pearl. I'm assuming you'll take him next? Unless you want either of these two," she offered, motioning to the two still entangled in her limbs. If she were replied to with some hesitation and silence, Nessa would shove one of them towards Coral and Alora--whichever one looked more energetic, as the poor bastard would likely not have all of that after those two finished with him. She then beheld the last man with a sigh, trying to get a feel for his state of mind as she tried to put thoughts of the red-vested one being molested by Gale behind her. Moving off in one direction, she began by wrapping a tentacle around each of her new victim's wrists and ankles, stretching him out and pinning him to the floor, onto his back. "Looks like you're stuck with me... fancy that," she said with traces of melancholy in her tone. Another one of Nessa's tentacles would swish about the man's neck before prodding at his cheek. "But, if you do a good enough job of pleasing me, and address me as Mistress Nessa... I just might get well enough in the mood to return the favor. If you're lucky, that is," she said sternly, while slowly, but forcefully, pushing the tip of her tendril in between his lips. "Take it in," she said in a more forceful tone, increasingly so, should he dare to exhibit resistance. Two more of her constantly shifting appendages would squirm under the seaman's clothing and slide about suggestively, though she was far from in the mood to grant him any pleasure without getting hers first.

 

[Mamono Assault Force]

Re: The Straw That Broke the Scylla's Back (Nessa)

Alora winked at Nessa when the squid folded her arms and flushed slightly red, "That is quite a lovely expression you made," she giggled. "I will cherish it in my memories." Alora told Nessa with a polite and romantic tone of voice. Although when Nessa turned to Pearl, the mermaid shook her head quickly at the scylla's offer to take one of the other two men, wordlessly expressing her desire for the man who was currently being claimed by Gale, and raping him even as the man was standing via clearly dexterous movements, his pants pushed down, and his length brought up via a kind push with her tail, before connecting with her pussy. Clinging to him, she pumped herself up and down as the man gave loud moans of suffering and pleasure past Gale's lips still kissing him. Nessa felt him squirming anew from the tight sahuagin's folds squeezing him in a death grip as her way to express her passion to rape him after fighting with him, the one human to put up a better fight than the rest.

As the second man was pushed over, Alora surprisingly refused the man in favor of giving him to Coral. "I have other plans tonight~" Alora said suggestively, looking to Nessa again with a seductive smile, clearly taking a liking in the scylla, and looking to get closer to her. Meanwhile, Coral was glad to be freely given the second man. Laying on her back, and spreading her legs, she giggled audibly. "I've always wanted to try this! I'm gonna suck you in!" she announced, before everyone, especially the man right in front of her, felt a powerful suction of wind pulling them towards Coral, which immediately stopped when the man rather comically flew towards her, and had his manhood 'sucked' from his pants and pulled into her bare vagina. "What the hell's going on!?" the man exclaimed as he braced himself with his hands and legs, trying to pull away, giving agonized cries as Coral's quite strange suction pulled him in extremely strong. His attempts to pull free lifted Coral off of the ground, as everyone saw her pussy lips clinging to him, and being pulled outwards to show his desperate, vain attempted to get free. "He's already cumming!" Coral cheered, being the first to wring an orgasm out of her catch, while her victim looked to be experiencing pure hell.

The last of the men, watching what was happening around him, didn't seem to have any interest in joining his comrades. As she poked at his cheek and instructed him to call her mistress, he gave her a clear grimace and malice. And when she pushed her tentacle against his mouth, he twisted his mouth away, and spat at Nessa's face. "Go to hell!" the man exclaimed. "I ain't gonna suck off no squid bitch!"

 

[Takimaru]

Re: The Straw That Broke the Scylla's Back (Nessa)

Nessa turned her face just in time to have the man's projected wad of saliva hit her cheek, shutting an eyelid as it splattered lightly upon her flawless skin. She remained silent for but a few seconds, and soon afterwards, her look of calm disdain had promptly shifted to one of fiery rage. The scylla was quick to retaliate, taking the tentacle she initially offered to his mouth and wrapping it around his neck instead, then proceeding to choke him for a short while, as well as tightening her existing grips upon his limbs and squeezing them harshly, making the defiant seaman feel as if he would break under the powerful pressure that she put forth.

"You... you insolent BASTARD! H-How... how DARE you! Why, I...I ought to kill you! D... d-do you have any idea what I'm capable of?! You're nothing, NOTHING to me! You're but a toy! You..."
For a moment, she was close to truly causing him some serious harm in the swell of temper she experienced, but managed to stop herself from causing any permanent damage, albeit barely. She began to tear away at his clothing, leaving him exposed in a matter of seconds, and in her continued anger would move her tentacles to his crotch, where the tapered tips of her fleshy extensions would wrap tightly around his shaft and balls in a spiraling fashion, squeezing hard enough to cause discomfort, while yet another one of her slick tentacles forced its way into his ass, wriggling about while inside and violating the man thoroughly, making him look like the helpless, ravaged creature he was in her grasp.

As she lowered herself via her other tentacles, arms folded over her sizeable bust, she looked down at him condescendingly, finding herself rather calmed when she was reminded of exactly how fragile and pathetic this man was, despite his insolence. Nessa's voice would then take on a more pitiful tone, her words laced with hints of lamentation as she came down from her tantrum. "If you would have only listened, I could have made your evening quite nice, you foolish human..." she went on with a sigh, loosening her grip upon his genitals, as her tendrils began to massage his balls, one then the other, slowly jerking his shaft all the while to get him worked up towards a nice, healthy erection. Meanwhile, the appendage lodged in his rear entrance would teasingly stroke at his prostate gland from within, making the urge to cum even more enticing. As if this wasn't enough, the suckers upon her each of her tentacles felt like a series of tiny mouths, moving independently of each other, kissing and kneading at his flesh, as if to demonstrate exactly how capable she was in the matter of granting pleasure. However, before the man could get there, Nessa would stop dead in her tracks, then withdraw her extensions from his nether regions, leaving him utterly unsatisfied and left with a torturous, nagging urge to achieve orgasm.

"...But look what you did. I gave you a chance to please me, and you threw it back in my face. We, as mamono, treat you with kindness, and you repay us with this inexplicable hatred. And for what? What do you take us for?"

Taking a few deep breaths, she hoists the man up with five of her appendages, then forcefully positions him to look in the direction of his red-vested shipmate, who was apparently kept quite busy in receiving all sorts of loving attention by the sahaugin. "Can't you see? Look at Gale--she was able to best him in combat, but here she is instead, granting him all the pleasures a surface dweller could ask for. Is that such a bad thing?"

"And Pearl," she added, motioning to the gorgeous, yet sad mermaid, who was looking on as her object of desire was being feated upon by her fellow ocean dweller. "All she wants is to love, and be loved by, a human man. Nothing more. She likely would have starved herself to death for your benefit, just so that you fishermen could continue to satisfy your immeasurable greed. We had more than enough food dwelling upon our reefs, and yet you only took, and took, and took."

"I even feel it myself... the urge to mate with you," she admitted, albeit begrudgingly. "It is in my nature, and something I may never be able to truly separate myself from, no matter how hard I try. But most of what remains now within my heart, for the most part, is resent, and I want you to understand why," said Nessa. "All I ask is for the lot of you to understand what you have done to us, and why we are forced to resort to such measures. Help the other land-dwellers realize the extent of the harm they have caused."

As she spoke, one of her tentacles would ever so gently stroke the man along his rigid length, making sure to keep him fully erect, yet continuing to deny him sweet release. The scylla would finally let go, while restraining the deckhand's arms so that he could not please himself, and in turn making it even more agonizing for the man, allowing his body's natural urges to turn on him. She then gave Alora a knowing wink, inviting the other girl to her side and softly placing a hand upon the small of her back. After all, the nereid had been more than cooperative with the tentacled beauty's suggestions the entire time, and proved to be quite lovely herself; a sort of kinship was felt towards the fellow sea-dweller. "Alora and I are mamono, and no human woman can compare to us in the ways of pleasing a man such as you. But we won't grant it to you, not with the way you are now. We would take each other before then. However, should you renounce your ways... we might just oblige," she said in a sultry voice.

"You can start... by begging for our forgiveness."

 

[Mamono Assault Force]

Re: The Straw That Broke the Scylla's Back (Nessa)

Once the torture began, the man's face went red from his neck being squeezed so hard, and a breathless scream escaped from his mouth as his genitals were squeezed, and his ass was invaded. His expression was tense throughout her first words, and remained so until her grip relaxed. But even despite all of that pain, one slick motion of her tendril, and the sailor was fully erect. His legs twisted and squirmed, continuing to try and resist against her grip as she tortured his genitals and anal gland. Though once she released him, he looked more relieved at having her tentacle out of his ass rather than frustrated.

Lifted and made to look at Pearl and Gale as they each did their own thing, the man struggled in her grip as she held him. "Is this..." he said weakly in her grasp, "What you monsters do before you eat people!?" he exclaimed, drawing out an amused response from Alora, who drew up to Nessa, having to use her for support because she had little to move with while on land.

"I do enjoy meeting those still brainwashed by the church, they always accuse me of the most interesting things." she stated, before leveling with the sailor. "We are not going to eat you, you poor fool." she stated simply. "We are going to convert you to a more reasonable way of thinking, even if our beloved leader has to do horrible things to your body before you realize that death should be your least concern," Alora announced, grinning and suddenly showing off her deadly, full mouth of razor sharp teeth, causing the man to irk back in shock at the deadly sight.

"Hey... You ain't serious!? The hell kind of monsters are you!? I-I'll do what ya want! I changed my mind!" he said, finally breaking upon seeing Alora's cool temperament, and deadly grin following Nessa's torture. "I'm sorry! Sorry as I've ever been in my life! Don't do anythin... Crazy to me! I'm beggin' ya!" he said, nodding to Nessa's command to beg for forgiveness.

Alora let out a surprisingly evil laugh that betrayed her beautiful appearance. "I have a way with people~" she announced as she put her head on Nessa's shoulder in a doting manner.

 

[Takimaru]

Re: The Straw That Broke the Scylla's Back (Nessa)

The young scylla supportively held Alora up with the more 'human' part of her body, allowing the nereid to lean on her shoulder and wrapping one arm around her waist, with the other gently settling upon her chest, giving a little show for the hesitant crewman. Initially, she found herself overcome with a mixture of irritation and detached amusement at the man's suggestion that she would actually eat him, unable to decide whether to correct the man's foolish preconceptions or to go ahead and play the part of the terrible monster from his childhood tales. Luckily, her cohort took care of that problem for her, striking fear into the heart of the sailor with a series of well-chosen words. Alora's ability to do just this was actually something of a turn-on for Nessa, who found the fearful state of these crew members to be somewhat arousing, in its own way.

All the frustration and humiliation she suffered over the years, temporarily eased by a single moment, characterized by the fear in one's eyes, that saw her would-be offenders cowering for their lives, subject to her every whim. The beautiful mamono had found this sadistic tendency to appeal to her more and more with each passing moment, as the inherent fickleness and fragility of these humans, demonstrated in part by the sailor's 180 degree turn under Alora's threats, brought a heady rush to her ego. Yes, they were indeed below her--they just hadn't realized it yet. Now, if only Nessa had the means to make the larger human populace understand, then her own fears, those of being disregarded and made light of by such pathetic creatures, would slowly erode into nothingness. That was the goal, anyway, and suddenly she felt her larger ambitions swelling. How wonderful it would be to have a legion of men, just like this one, beseeching her forgiveness, her mercy!

"Hmph... How ironic, that seafarers such as yourself never considered the true power of those whom you continued to offend, until it was far too late. But since you appear to have somehow acquired the proper sense to do the right thing and beg, I'll grant you the benefit of the doubt. So long as you address me as Mistress Nessa, from now on, that is."

She would only continue after he had called her by the title she wanted, and once more, giving him another chance, slid one of her tentacles in front of his face. If he chose to obey, and take it into his mouth, she would then go on to grant the seaman a bit of a show.

Turning her gaze towards the one next to her, Nessa leaned in and caressed Alora's face before slowly meeting the nereid's lips with her own, tilting her head slightly as she did so. While the passionate kiss itself might have caused her to inwardly blush and go weak in the tentacles, with the scylla never having expected to find such a thing with another mamono girl so utterly arousing, the blonde beauty still managed to radiate an aura of calm sexiness in front of her human spectator, determined not to let him see her emotionally affected by any degree of sexual contact. It simply wasn't like her, after all. But what he did see was this busty, cool blonde sharing a most intimate embrace with one of her fellow monster girls, pulling her in even closer as she continued to lock lips, and squishing her ample bust against that of the nereid's as she did so.

Nessa glanced sideways at the helpless man while sensually tangling tongues with Alora, giving him quite the show while he lay splayed out on the ground. The resulting erection that he would exhibit in response to this wouldn't go completely unattended, however, and the multitude of little suckers adorning the bottom of her tentacles began to suck and knead at the sailor's exposed flesh, with one limb slithering along his balls before coiling around his shaft, the thin tip of her appendage stopping to tickle the glans of the man's organ, then working its way about the rim. A bit longer and he would find her employing the pulsing suckers to place tiny 'kisses' upon the head of his cock, one at a time as her tendril made a pass at his sensitive shaft. She followed suit with both of his balls, alternating the tugging motions supplemented by the suction of the white grippers, making sure to inspire him to please her further in return, via the tentacle that was plunging in and out of his mouth. If he were to look carefully, he'd notice a gradually deepening blush forming upon the scylla's face, as well as signs of genuine arousal in her expression, even after she finally parted lips with the nereid. Still, she wasn't about to show any vulnerability in that regard, and continued to literally look down upon the crew member with disdain.

While she had made sure to tease him relatively well with the use of her eight limbs, keeping him bound down in the process, Nessa made it a point never to touch the sailor with her more 'human' aspects, such as the upper half of her body, her lovely breasts, shapely rear, and of course, that virginally tight pussy of hers, still slightly obscured by a cloth wrap she wore down below. She allowed Alora to have free reign over these parts of her body, but certainly not the human who was still pinned to the ground in front of them. No, any man desiring to even do as much as touch those aspects of her would have to earn it, perhaps by sucking on her squid parts with more gusto, for starters. "Is that all the effort you're willing to put forth? This can't be the extent of how much you wish to please your mistress, is it?" asked Nessa, putting on an exaggerated look of disappointment, though it wasn't too far from the truth. All the while, she continued to jerk him off with her tentacles, the slick extensions of her body squirming all about his genitals to bring him closer to closer to climax. "Mm, you might reach your limit soon. Where would you like to cum, you sad little man? I'll just have you ejaculate on your own face if you don't work a little harder to make me feel good," she added, wriggling the tentacle in his mouth afterwards to suggest that he try a bit harder.

The night could end early for the sailor if he didn't immediately show signs of heartfelt eagerness in his servicing for the sake of his mistress and her cohort--or, on the other hand, it could turn into a long, involved and considerably more pleasurable affair, should he put forth honest effort.

 

[Mamono Assault Force]

Re: The Straw That Broke the Scylla's Back (Nessa)

Alora met with Nessa's lips passionately, just as she claimed to have intentions with earlier. And although Nessa seemed to well hide it from the human, the glimmer in Alora's eyes showed an experienced calculation doing well to detect how flushed kissing her made Nessa feel. Alora displayed the ability to take advantage of Nessa's arousal, but she most notably did not, and instead kept with Nessa's pace, neither dominating her nor allowing herself to be dominated with just a simple embrace. And meanwhile, the man wasn't paying as much attention to Nessa and Alora as Nessa may have liked. Instead, he seemed more focused on his disgusted expression while attempting to do his best to avoid further torture by sucking off her tentacle as best as he could manage, which was awkward at best as he certainly didn't appear pleased with his task. However, Nessa's motions pleasing his length, especially with more pleasurable motions, brought more pleasure to her tentacle as well as the vibrations of his short groans stimulated the length almost as if it were a sexual organ in itself.

As he reached his peak, and heard Nessa's words however, he clearly had no desire to suffer further humiliation by having her force him to orgasm on his own face, as she felt him adjusting to the fishy taste of her tentacle rather quickly, and sucking her tail in earnest, the soft flesh between her suckers tingling as his tongue licked between them while his length throbbed in her grip, reaching climax.

 

[Takimaru]

Re: The Straw That Broke the Scylla's Back (Nessa)

Showing a degree of receptiveness perhaps rather surprising to the man sucking on her slithering appendage with renewed zeal, Nessa did her best to hold back a defined moan, and for the most part succeeded, causing the sound to come out as a subdued sigh of pleasure for him and Alora to hear. Indeed, the scylla herself was not completely immune to sexual stimulation, even by a lowly human such as the sailor currently pinned to the ground courtesy of her capable tendrils. Any readily observable indicators of arousal that Nessa would let on were mostly those brought upon her by the nereid held tightly in her arms, as to her, she would much rather exhibit a 'weakness' to other mamono rather than the lowly creature watching her. Regardless, as with before, her reactions were still mostly muted, as she tried to sustain that aura of superiority with a human spectator in her presence.

Despite all of this, Alora could still feel the slightest hint of the other monster's nipples hardening against her own. This was due in part to the plethora of sensations that Nessa was being subject to, with her upper body getting a nice tease from the nereid while her sensitive tentacles were finally being treated to some nice actual effort from the reluctant seaman, mainly the one in his mouth. Cooing, she let it thrash about while inside, the suckers occasionally sticking to his tongue and granting upon it a most odd sensation. Either way, the man got the idea that this was pleasing her, as the scylla began to thrust in and out of his mouth with more enthusiasm, perhaps in the same way that he himself would do to that of a woman he particularly liked if given the chance.

Even then, her level of physical arousal was nowhere near that of the deckhand squirming in her grasp, as the man had just reached the pearly gates of heavenly climax. Feeling his member pulse harder and harder against her tentacles, she didn't let off even for just a moment as the poor fool's warm spunk came spewing out from his strained manhood. As disappointed as she was to see him let go of it all that early, Nessa still looked on with some amusement, enjoying the feel of his utterly futile struggles and the release of his reproductive fluids, taking it to be an exciting reminder of her dominion over his rights as a man. After all, despite her latent desire to be proved wrong in that aspect, as well as in her assumption that all humans were inherently selfish and cruel, it was just as thrilling for the blonde beauty to exercise her authority over these lesser beings and make them do exactly what she wanted to, when she wanted to. And while he wasn't doing the first, he was certainly pleasing Nessa by fulfilling the latter, which was enough for her at this point.

"Mmm, look at him, cumming so soon... Pathetic, isn't it?" Nessa mused aloud, to Alora and the unfortunate victim, as much as she was to herself. "To think that you could satisfy any woman of your own species with only that amount of stamina... but then again, no human female can do this, can she?"

Releasing her hold upon his legs with her other arms momentarily to let those tendrils join the fun, she closed the very end of each one around his cock, a tentacle on each of four sides, to produce a kind of makeshift pussy for him to keep squirting into. "Ooh, have you ever felt anything like that before? I bet you haven't..." Tightening her grip around his shaft even further, Nessa proceeded to milk the sailor of every last remaining drop of his milky gift, even after he thought it impossible to cum anymore. With the collective efforts of her squishy appendages lavishing attention upon the sailor's most sensitive rod, it would prove difficult for him to do anything other than writhe in sexual bliss. "Oh come on, is that all you have? What if this was inside of me or Alora? Would you truly be satisfied with not having given it your all?" Even if he thought himself done, the improvised 'vagina' that she had put together for him with her tendrils would keep squeezing and contracting around his girth from bottom to top, effectively squeezing the thick seed from the helpless man until he likely had no more to give. All the while, her cum-soaked suckers hungrily kissed and massaged the flesh of his shaft, bringing a degree of soothing to the otherwise tiresome task he was given. However, she would not forget to slap him across the face rather harshly if he dared address her by anything other than the title of Mistress. "Well... that's unfortunate. Maybe next time," she concluded dismissively, finally withdrawing the four tentacles from his nethers, as well as the one in his mouth.

Bringing one of the goo-covered tendrils up between her and Alora, she took in the strange scent of his semen before touching her tongue to it and making a face. "Hmm, that's... different. I might have to shift your diet accordingly," said Nessa casually to the man before kissing the beautiful nereid once more and winking. "Now, I wonder how the others are doing..." She kept a light stroke with her human hands all about the nereid's body, lovingly testing her reactions while glancing sideways to the remaining two sailors and their lusty attendants.

 

[Mamono Assault Force]

Re: The Straw That Broke the Scylla's Back (Nessa)

Panting in the afterglow of his initial climax, the man didn't answer Nessa's initial words nor her question about the abilities of human women; though, Alora did respond. "Why expect any more from an ordinary human?" she asked, not even glancing at the man, only having eyes for Nessa. "That little peon doesn't understand the privilege of being allowed to entertain those of a higher species. He does not even understand how forgiving and kind you are... Perhaps he should have ended up in Coral's hands?" Alora suggested, giving indication to the charybdis across the beach. The man was no longer on top of her, and instead on his side. Twitching, he was no longer screaming as he was heard before, though he was still being sucked into Coral's pussy, along with her terrifyingly powerful suction. His body was limp, and his eyes were rolled back as Coral had one of her legs lifted up, casually lounging in place while her magic did all the work for her. Seeing the sailor, Nessa, and Alora looking at her, she giggled as she looked back at them. "I think he's broken~" she announced with a carefree expression.

The sight made the sailor under Nessa's control seem to understand what Alora was saying as an expression of terror appeared on his face. He redoubled his efforts to please her, and even tried petting her tentacles, anything he could to not be introduced to the torture that the other man went through. His hips bucked into her 'tentacle pussy' and shook his head at her questioning of his efforts. "I-I'm trying my best to please, Mistress!" he said, both quickly and sharply. He understood well of the danger he was in, and the grin on Alora's face was that of deadly patience, as if waiting for him to slip up before breaking him just like the other man. Though she wasn't immune to Nessa's attention either. However, she seemed to hold the calm and collected front that Nessa desired to present with little difficulty. The nereid had a complete air of confidence that no force could imaginably break. But despite that, she did giggle passionately as Nessa's touch became more skilled and inspired.

Milked for all he was worth, the man under Nessa collapsed in an exhausted heap upon his last orgasm. Barely conscious, he merely stared up into the sky. Meanwhile, Nessa heard a thud that brought her attention to the final sailor in their captivity, which was likely the star prisoner of the three in terms of popularity. The thud came from the sound of him losing his legging, which was quite a long time, and falling down with Gale atop him. Still worried, Pearl rose her concern yet again. "He's exhausted! Stop, Gale!" the mermaid complained, and tried coming closer, before Gale's thrusts stopped as she turned to face Pearl, her weapon pointed at the mermaid with silent threat behind it. Taken aback, Pearl stopped her advance, wincing at the tip of Gale's blade pointed at her. "You're going... Too far..." she said with a mixture of fear and irritation. Though after a bit more conflicting gazes, Pearl backed away, before turning back to the man, and straightening her back in a powerful gesture before taking out all of the tension that built up on the man below her. Though it seemed that he had cum several times, as evident by all of his seed flowing out of Gale, his expression only displayed endurance. Though it was clear that her violence was becoming painful, he wasn't showing it in his face, even though he was completely powerless to make her stop. And with her eyes dead set on his expression, Gale seemed intent on making his willpower break.

 

[Takimaru]

Re: The Straw That Broke the Scylla's Back (Nessa)

"No... I am quite aware, my dear Alora. But there are many, many more like him. All of them must learn their place if we are to be successful in halting the raids upon our beloved reefs," she replied thoughtfully to Alora's comment. Nessa looked over when the scene involving Coral was pointed out, and she smirked slightly in spite of her inward concern--not so much for the drained sailor being raped by the charybdis as for the value he represented as a hostage. She would have to do something about that at some point. Turning back to her own man, she raised a brow while maintaining this expression. "You see, I could actually do considerably worse things to you than just that, if I were so inclined. Alora is right--I am indeed far more forgiving than you believe me to be. In fact..."

Upon seeing his redoubled efforts to please her, from putting forth more suction on the tentacle writhing about in his mouth to actively humping the surrogate 'pussy' she provided for him, Nessa blushed a little and tilted her chin up, fluttering her eyes half-closed, her lips parted just slightly to show the sailor a perfect picture of pleasure, as if he were given the privilege of servicing her in one way or another. Of course, to the scylla this was only partially genuine, as she was more interested in bending his will to suit her own needs. She was practically mocking him with it, wondering if the man himself was oblivious to the fact that he was merely being taunted and bullied via these half-cultivated gestures of seduction. Either way, it served as a preview for exactly how generous she could prove to be, if he only remained diligent in this act of complying. In light of his more passionate attempts to please her, she'd eventually start to encourage him, gently cooing, "Oooh... is that your body simply moving on its own, or is it almost like... you wish to fuck me? Mm, a-ah, oh, come now! Surely you can do better, make me cum while you feed my hungry pussy with all of your semen~!" She tried her hardest not to burst into laughter while feeding him such a line, looking back to Alora with an expression that communicated her true feelings, which was more or less like that of a child toying with a helpless creature.

As soon as the man came, however, Nessa's verbal mockery would return back to a more degrading type of tone, almost as if to make him feel guilty for it. "Oh... truly a shame. Had you lasted just a bit longer, tonight may have been different for you..." Even as she spoke, though, those gently slithering tentacles would continue to soothingly massage his balls, physically making implications of all the fun he could've had. It was a strange brew, combining the feeling of being bullied with that of being suggestively encouraged, ultimately providing a mixture of fear, arousal, and shame. Despite the rather unorthodox strategy towards the end of this little session, Nessa only hoped for one end result, obedience, which would hopefully one day turn into true loyalty if everything played out correctly.

The scene that unfolded at Pearl and Gale's side of the beach had admittedly brought about a degree of concern to the scylla, as she took note of the bandana-wearing sailor's pained expression. Taking Alora with her, while dragging the other man's body along as well, she arrived looking to the mermaid before setting her sights on the violation of the staff-wielder. The sahaugin's endurance when it came to satisfying her carnal urges was admittedly rather impressive to Nessa, although it probably shouldn't have been considering her nature as a mamono girl. Regardless, this had to stop, and the blonde leader figured that Pearl was likely only minutes away from leaving in a fit at this point if not for her caring nature towards the young man. "...Gale. That's enough already. Haven't you gone, at least once or twice now? I know you are probably aroused at this point, but we did accomplish this as a team, and as such, Pearl ought to be able to spend some time with the man and take care of him as well. Let's not be selfish, hmm? After all, with these three, we'll be able to get even more by which you can satisfy your urges with," she offered calmly.