Still silent, Jin's expression goes from apologetic concern to being overwhelmed with pleasurable sensations, her mouth making an enormous "O" as she goes limp and half-slides off the throne, legs akimbo on the dais, her ass resting on the edge of the throne's seat.  Writhing in climax, she twitches and bucks her hips while her hands grip the armrests and fingers clench and release sporadically.  Arguably she's never had an orgasm like this before, at least not one this intense.  Helpless in the midst of this magically induced orgasm, she remains like this as the effect continues for how everlong the rod maintains her in its mystic grasp.