Try to Fight It?

The entirety of everything around you had you nearly spellbound: a beautiful room, surrounded by gorgeous, naked women. But something crossed your mind. "What if someone calls for me?"

"Don't worry, Sorcerer," Zatanna mused. You supposed that your magic show with her really left an impression on her, coupled with Hades's essence inside you had her convinced that the title was well-earned. "I cast two spells: one to convince the others not to bother us for at least an hour, and another to bring us all to this little dimension I created." According to her, no one comes in without her say so. Or yours, especially... Any that try are transported to another part of the ship with no memory of going to your room.

Then... as the girls started undressing you bit by bit, to reveal your naked bod underneath, they marveled at your skin. You felt more and more of their lips and tongues, and a bit of their nibbling teeth, as they... worshipped you. Their adorations seemed to fan the low flame in your veins, increasing your desires at the cost of your morals...

After that, it all became harder and harder to think clearly as the girls take you to bed, lying you down and helped you get comfortable.

...

The rays of morning and the sounds of birds chirping seemed to tell you to wake up. Despite fluttering open your eyes, even rubbing them with soft groans... you don't even remember going to sleep.

Then again, that can happen to a lot of people, if not everyone.

You look around and saw that you were no longer in the extravagant bedroom, but in an apartment room, and not entirely the cleanest: a part of the wall chipped off, a cockroach scurrying all along another wall in front of you, and you? You were in a nice enough bed, but not thick enough sheets. Then you heard light sighing, coming from behind you. You turn your head around and saw... a woman? You didn't recognize her at all, but she seemed a bit familiar, though.

She turned around in bed and looked up at you, smiling sleepily. "Morning, lover." Now, you were really confused. She began sitting up, and as the cover dropped, she revealed her perky breasts for a woman who looked to be in her mid-twenties. She saw the look of utter confusion on your face, and smirked as got out of bed to dress. "You know, if you wanted to do the Jekyll-and-Hyde routine, then being more gentle would've been nice. But... Mr. Hyde was incredible."

Your eyes rapidly blinked as you tried to process everything she was saying. "Uh, thanks. Um... I forget. What's your name?"

She merely chuckled and said, "Dominique. But after last night, you can call me whatever you want." She took some money from the small dresser in front of us, counting it and, remarkably enough, gave some back. You blankly took it, still trying to wrap your mind around what just happened. "Consider this a favor. I don't usually cut prices for my clients, but I'd say you proved yourself..." She kissed your cheek, saying farewell and to 'look me up if you're interested in round two. I know I am.'