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Only twenty-six men survived what would forever be known in the annals of time as “The Treachery of Lemnos.”Those not present on the Argo as it sailed northward had either been murdered in their sleep or struck down as they attempted to escape that vile island. For Jason, it was a debacle that would forever manifest within him an overpowering sense of shame.He had led his Argonauts to Lemnos.He had led some of his finest men to an untimely demise.After the medic Dionys had cleaned and bandaged his shoulder wound – Hipsibyle’s blade had missed his organs and major blood vessels – the young hero sat silently for an entire night and day at the bow of the Argo ruminating on his spectacular misjudgment. Several crew members approached him during this time, but he ignored them. He kept his gaze fixed on his blade, which he held tip down to the deck, twirling the handle at regular intervals without pause.As dawn broke on the second day, Tiphys tapped Herecles’s enormous shoulder and nodded in Jason’s direction with a grim expression.”He’s not well. If he doesn’t snap out of this, our voyage is doomed.”Herecles nodded. He knew Tiphys was right. There were plenty of strong, formidable men on the ship. But none of them had the inspirational qualities that made Jason their unquestionable leader.”I will speak with him,” said Herecles.The deck creaked with each step that the seven-foot son of Zeus took toward Jason’s sad outline.”Old friend,” he said, leaning himself against the railing. “I’m not gifted like you with a talent for words, so I’ll be blunt. You can’t go on like this. We were tricked. All of us were. I let three of those sluts fill me with wine and service my cock until I almost passed out. I was lucky to still be half-awake when one of them came at me with a dagger. The simple fact is this: We need you to lead us to Colchis. Otherwise, this voyage is well and truly fucked.”Jason stopped twirling the sword and looked up. His eyes were bloodshot and lined by thick dark rings.”Why me, Herecles? You’re a far more powerful man than I. You’re the son of the King of the Gods himself!”He let go of the hilt. The blade clattered against the deck.”I’m weak and born to mortal parents. You should lead us! The men won’t trust me anymore anyway.”Herecles punched the railing, sending a chunk of the wood into the gushing sea below.”Enough! You’re our leader, Jason! You got this crew together! You even managed to get this ship built so that we could bring these fifty wonderful whores along with us! You’ve got brains and a mighty fine cock, both of which you put on terrific display when you dealt with that hellish nymph on Lemnos! Now stop with the self-pity and Ankara bayan escort show us some of that fucking leadership we all want to see!”Jason stared into Herecles’s eyes, which were wide and full of a fiery intensity that stood in stark contrast to the cool morning air and gloomy dawn light.Perhaps Herecles was right. Perhaps this was just an exercise in self-pity. What use was it to the survivors? Jason had gotten them into this mess. It was his job to get them out of it and lead them to the Golden Whore. The people of his kingdom expected nothing less.”So what should I do now, Herecles? Tell me what the men want from me.”A hint of a smile appeared at the edges of Herecles’s lips.”A speech, Jason. A mighty fine speech. We’ve all lost dear friends. We want you to lift our spirits. I know you can do this.”Jason nodded. Herecles was right. He could do that. The dangers that were before them demanded it.He stood up.”So be it. But before I begin, fetch Ferise. Words are fine, but a performance with her would be even better. I want to show the men that I haven’t lost my vigor.”Herecles gave one of his signature deep-chested laughs and shook Jason by the shoulders.”Adda boy, Jason! I’ll fetch her at once!”A few minutes later, Ferise appeared on the upper deck and approached Jason with a perplexed look. He brushed her brown cheek with the back of his hand.”My darling whore, I need to perform an act of leadership for the men. Kneel for me.”The young slut hesitated. But then she sensed that she was about to be part of something significant. She slowly lowered herself to her knees, gaze fixed on her longtime master. Jason looked over her head to the lower deck and raised his hands.”Argonauts! Assemble!”The men who had been working through the night were surprised to finally hear their commander speak after such a prolonged silence. They stopped what they were doing and stared up at him. The crew members who had been resting or fucking their whores below deck crept out into the intensifying light of the new day. Even some of the women, usually so apathetic and demure, emerged from the bowls of the ship.Confidence rising within him, Jason pulled out his erect cock and gestured at Ferise to fellate him. She had done this many times before, but even she knew that this performance would be her most important.Jason sighed as he felt her moist lips slide down his shaft. Clenching his fists by his sides, he lifted his chin and assumed a melancholic countenance.”Men! We mourn those who we have lost! Never should this despicable disaster have been allowed to happen. Never should so many fine and valiant heroes have lost Escort bayan Ankara their lives at the hands of such hateful wretches. And never should I, your leader on this voyage, have failed you so dearly. For that, I can, I must, and I will atone.”He shivered. Ferise’s tongue was sometimes too quick in its effect. The gentle morning breeze carried the melody of her salivating lips sliding up and down his slippery cock to the main deck. Many of the whores smiled with admiration. They knew Ferise was the finest among them.”How will I atone, you ask?” Jason continued, curling his toes. “I will tell you how. Never again will I commit such an error. By the grace of Zeus, I will lead you safely to Colchis!”A few of the men cheered.”And by the grace of Zeus, we will find the Golden Whore!”More cheered.”And by the grace of Zeus, I will lead you, every last one of you, safely back to Iolcos!”The row nearest to him started clapping and the applause worked its way through the ship until everyone was cheering.”There, in the safety of my kingdom, you will be treated as the heroes you are and bask in the eternal glory of what we have achieved! For what we do in this life, echoes in eter–”He lurched forward, his entire body tense, his heart rate increasing exponentially. Fuck, he thought. He had not quite reached the climax of his speech. But there was nothing to be done. Only seconds remained before Ferise would swallow his entire girth and force – through the sheer prowess of her throat – his cock to deliver her stomach the blubbery reward it desired.Jason tried to focus on the applause. “Fuck it,” he muttered. Out came his soaked cock. He grabbed her hair and yanked her head around so that the crew below could see her face. Then, batting himself off with his other hand, he painted her fluttering eyelids and nose with a dozen heavy spurts of dense gloop. When the last strip landed between her nostrils and upper lip, he cried out,”GLORY TO THE ARGONAUTS!”Through the now thunderous applause, he could hear barking and whistling. He pulled on Ferise’s hair so that she was facing the sky, eliciting a ferocious roar from the frenzied men. Their latent lust was ready to erupt. Jason only needed to provide the spark.”ARGONAUTS, COAT THIS WHORE WITH YOUR SEED!”The roars morphed into an ear-piercing howl as the men scrambled as fast as they could to the top deck. Jason stepped back, allowing them to surround Ferise as they stroked their pulsating cocks to the din of their grunting and groaning. One by one, they unloaded their gunk onto her face, neck, back, and breasts. The girl fingered her wet snatch and hung out her tongue Bayan escort Ankara to any inflamed meat that came within an inch of her lips.The cream gradually accumulated to form a rich glaze that, by the time the last man had shuddered his gloop upon her, soaked every strand of the girl’s black hair and smothered every inch of her brown skin.Jason stepped behind her and held his arms wide.”This is why we will prevail! Onwards to glory!””ONWARDS!” they bellowed in unison, fisting the air.As they made their way back to the main deck, Jason leaned over Ferise’s glistening neck and whispered into her ear,”Good girl. Now clean yourself up. I’ll be ruining you for the rest of the day in my private quarters.”***The Argo sailed undisturbed through the calm waters of the northern Aegean for the rest of the day. Under a full moon that bathed the sea in a silvery glow, it approached the Ionian harbor of Doliones. Jason hoped the city’s king, Cyzicus, would provide them with fresh supplies ahead of their attempt to pass through the Clashing Rocks that separated the Aegean from the Thracian Sea.But as they neared that coastal town, they grew uneasy. No lights could be seen in the houses along the shore. Only the windows of the palace on the central hill contained any sign of life.After they docked, Jason ordered most of the men to stay on board. Only Herecles, Berod, and Xenios followed him up the deserted streets to the palace’s silent gate. Herecles pulled two of the gate’s bronze bars apart, and they climbed through and tip-toed up the path and into the palace’s entrance chamber.The foul smell of rotting meat greeted them in the darkness as they made their way down a corridor to the central hall. At the end of it, Jason gestured at the light seeping through the gap beneath the large door to the hall. Herecles pointed to his chest, indicating he would rush through to surprise any potential threats on the other side. They all nodded and watched him crash through the thick wood as if it were paper.The room was empty save for the figure of a small woman shrouded in a silver cape and hood kneeling over something on the floor by the fireplace.”Greetings,” said Jason, holding his sword with both hands. “With whom do we have the pleasure of speaking?”The woman did not turn to face them.”I am Jason. These are my accomplices. We were hoping to meet with King Cyzicus.”The woman’s shoulders quivered.”They took him,” she said, her voice weak and wavering.”Who took him?”Her hands lifted the cape back to reveal a shaven head. Only a shadow of blonde stubble covered her scalp.”The giants!”She snapped her head around, revealing a beautiful pale face stained by tears and mascara. The edges of her dark blue eyes were blotchy, a thin trail of snot between her nose and lips reflected the glow of the nearby fire. Beneath the silver cape, a thin cream nightdress hung loosely around her skinny chest, waist, and legs. Despite her androgynous haircut, Jason’s arousal was swift and strong.