Colin strained against the ropes as the Collation head stepped down from the podium and stood in front of them, their gazes meeting face-to-face.
"So you spit in the face of our cause, even from your position?" the bulky woman in the dark jacket asked.
"What are you gonna do about it? Huh? Pretend that there wasn't any truth to what I said?" Colin asked.
The spiky haired bluenette simply laughed in response.
"Oh no, your petty words mean nothing, you borish ape. But that fire... that sheer force, the absolute vigor... now that has my attention...."
Colin raised an eyebrow.
"Attention?" he asked.
"Of course, you see.... one day, like every person, I will die. To keep this Collation going, I'm going to need a seed. And since you attempted to resist, showed a passionate fire befitting a rightful leader, I choose you to produce that seed." the woman replied.
'Seed? What se- oh. Ohhhhhhhhh.' Colin thought as she knelt down and reached inside his pants. She was rubbing his junk, causing him to hold back a moan.
With her free hand, she loosened the ropes and pinned the gamer to the floor continuing to stroke his member.
"I never thought it would come down to this...." the Collation leader said as Colin spotted a knife in her pocket.