Stars Unending - Sci-fi RP

Once the ship landed, Vizelle attempts to cause the enemy soldier's footing to suck them in.
Row after row of indoctrinated troopers emerge from the ship. As they move towards the city's defences, Vizelle's garrison, and disciples, open fire.
D100: 88-15 (Vizelle's sabotage)=73
D100: 3+15 (Disciples)=18
The enemy begin to fall, slowed by Vizelle's natural trap, shot to pieces by marines and brainwashed corporate soldiers, and torn apart by psionics, but they keep on coming, an elite force, supported by tanks and gunships. They start to reach the city limits, and return fire, killing multiple marines.
 
Elena smiled.

"Good. Now leave. And report your success." She ordered. "Of course, the Order has nothing to do with this." She said.


After two women were gone, she started making preparations for receiving the admiral.
The two women bow, before heading off. The admiral soon reports that he'll be along, one of Elena's servants asking exactly how she wants to receive him.
 
Row after row of indoctrinated troopers emerge from the ship. As they move towards the city's defences, Vizelle's garrison, and disciples, open fire.
D100: 88-15 (Vizelle's sabotage)=73
D100: 3+15 (Disciples)=18
The enemy begin to fall, slowed by Vizelle's natural trap, shot to pieces by marines and brainwashed corporate soldiers, and torn apart by psionics, but they keep on coming, an elite force, supported by tanks and gunships. They start to reach the city limits, and return fire, killing multiple marines.

"Hmm." Vizelle sighed as she lost some soliders, she decides to focus the last of her energy to conjure another lightining strike to eliminate the enemy troops
 
"As are you, dear." She smiles, before leaning down to let her skilled tongue lavish the head of his cock with attention. "Mmm, so tasty..." She moans. "My child, look at this thing that sits betwixt your legs, how immense it is, how beautiful." She moves from the couch onto the floor, taking up position between his legs and licking up and down his shaft, worshipping his cock. "How could the gods have gifted you with this, if they didn't intend you to use it?" She smiles, as she takes his ball sack inside her mouth, sucking readily on his swollen orbs. "Mmmmph... My flock has abandoned me, but you'd never do that, would you, my sweet?"
Vladimir's head rolled backwards and he let out a groan of pleasure at the holy woman's ministration. "N-no Mother. Never..."

He felt the cum in his balls aching for release and his cock twitched in her hand with need. His breathing grew rapid and shallow as she attended to him. "I-I'm getting close Mother..."
 
"Hmm." Vizelle sighed as she lost some soliders, she decides to focus the last of her energy to conjure another lightining strike to eliminate the enemy troops
D100: 47+15=62
D100: 9
The enemy fight with unsurpassed bravery, but they can't stand up to the ruthless strikes from the sky. One by one, the enemy army is destroyed and incinerated.
 
Vladimir's head rolled backwards and he let out a groan of pleasure at the holy woman's ministration. "N-no Mother. Never..."

He felt the cum in his balls aching for release and his cock twitched in her hand with need. His breathing grew rapid and shallow as she attended to him. "I-I'm getting close Mother..."
"No, sweety, you'd never, you're a godly man..." She continues to worship his cock with her hands and tongue. "Now let it out, all over me, let me free you from the discomfort that ails you."
 
D100: 47+15=62
D100: 9
The enemy fight with unsurpassed bravery, but they can't stand up to the ruthless strikes from the sky. One by one, the enemy army is destroyed and incinerated.

Once the enemy soldiers were taken care of, Vizelle orders her men to move in and collect everything they can use. She tells Jaya and her men to see if they can repair the downed ship.
 
Once the enemy soldiers were taken care of, Vizelle orders her men to move in and collect everything they can use. She tells Jaya and her men to see if they can repair the downed ship.
The tanks and gunships are irreparably destroyed, but the downed soldier's guns are scavenged, and upon dealing with what remains of the attack craft's crew, Vizelle is informed that it's still in working order, though it'll need time in a proper dockyard for a true repair.

(Vizelle gains Fast Attack Ship - Damaged)
 
The tanks and gunships are irreparably destroyed, but the downed soldier's guns are scavenged, and upon dealing with what remains of the attack craft's crew, Vizelle is informed that it's still in working order, though it'll need time in a proper dockyard for a true repair.

(Vizelle gains Fast Attack Ship - Damaged)

"Wonderful." Vizelle hummed, "Now with that in order. Please send a message to the emperor. Tell him the planet is now ready for migration." She said to Iona, as she unhooks her psionics from the machine.
 
Heading to the freighter, she finds that Urik is still unconscious, but Wynne has mostly recovered, looking up at Vizelle. "Mistress." She nods.

"Good to see you're doing well. I do hope you've learned your lesson?" Vizelle asked, grinning as she trails her finger along Wynne's cheek. Wanting to see the fiesty woman's reaction of her extremely sensitive body.
 
The two women bow, before heading off. The admiral soon reports that he'll be along, one of Elena's servants asking exactly how she wants to receive him.

"Isn't it obvious? With full military honours. I want our soldiers standing attention and presenting their weapons for inspection. I will greet him with our officers." Elena paused. "How long before the admiral arrives?" She asked.
 
"Right, right." Sitra nods. "Relax..." Breathing in, she begins to dance again, and the two women draw close enough for their chests to touch... Before Sitra stands on Eanne's foot. "Oh, gods, sorry!" She goes red.
“It's fine, it's fine,” Eanne reassured her friend “this is why we're doing the lesson. Don't worry about the occasional mistake – it happens. I have stepped on enough foots when I was learning to dance too. Now, take a depp breath, calm down, and let's try again, shall we?”
 
“It's fine, it's fine,” Eanne reassured her friend “this is why we're doing the lesson. Don't worry about the occasional mistake – it happens. I have stepped on enough foots when I was learning to dance too. Now, take a depp breath, calm down, and let's try again, shall we?”
"Right. Right." She nods. After a nervous start, she begins to ease into the movements, leaning against Eanne's body.
 
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