He chuckles, before sending a massive bolt of pleasure through her body, and grabbing her head and making her face him. "You don't get it, do you? You're not in control here, I am."
"I'm Di'vish." The sorceress introduces herself. "I was here to observe the festivities, on behalf of the Order, when all hell broke loose." "Damn it..." Hersillia grunts to herself, before approaching Elena. "Some military units are refusing to obey orders until the emperor has been found. Afraid there's been a coup, I guess. Would you mind convincing them?" She asks.
Elena bowed deeply after receiving the order. "As you command." She said curtly, then immediately went to the communication centre, to talk with the commander, individually, and convince each of them.
"Ghiiii!" Vizelle squeals, squirting as he sent the bolt of pleasure toward her. Biting her lip as she makes a show of enduring, "T-that's what you think, bastard. S-so, you'll either, nnh, accept my offer. Or rot in a-aahn a mine."
Eanne got dressed and checked if there were any messages for her. After that she would have breakfast and check how Zakira was doing. (Sorry for the uninspired post, feeling a bit out of it right now.)
Two of the officers are swayed to Elena's side, the presence of two council members being enough to convince them that Hersillia is the legitimate authority acting in the emperor's name. The last, General Sorax of the Army, shakes his head, appearing as a grey haired old man in the holographic projection. "Councilor Elena." He bows. "May I ask who's side you're on?"
"Is that so?" The man chuckles, his cockhead rubbing against her lips as he assaults her with yet another pulse. "Then maybe I oughta show you a different perspective." Spoiler: Enemy Telepathy Roll D100: 65 Spoiler: Vizelle's Defence Roll D100: 85+20 Vizelle feels her senses assaulted once more, as the man attempts to sway her mind and reshape her into an obedient sex slave, but to no avail. The sorceress is simply too trained and too experienced.
With her defenses solidified, Vizelle decides to return the asssault. "N-no. Get, aahn, out of my head!" She cried out as if his attempt actually worked. "Struggling" against herself as she turns to face his cock, "Mmnh!" She then bites her lips, preventing his cock from slipping past. Of course, while she out on her act. The sorceress discreetly slips inside his mind, using his lust against himself. She slowly imparts loyalty toward her, and his past actions were also under her orders.
(No problem. I've been the same way for a little bit.) Checking her messages, Eanne notes three. The first is from the emperor's staff, informing her that the summit has reached a successful conclusion, with only some last minute haggling left for the representatives to do. The second is from Sitra: Hey there, Eanne. I just wanted to tell you again how much fun I had earlier. It means a lot to me to have someone like you to spend time with. Anyway, time to go, Amara is insisting on taking me shopping, for some reason. Don't know why, she only wears uniforms. She caps the message off with a little smiley face. The next message, received a few hours afterwards, reads: Amara is ssooo silly. SHe made me wear sluuty outfits, then took me drinkin all night. She's such aa bad influence... Are these tooo slutty? THey're slutty, right? Below the text, two images are attached. Spoiler: Sitra's outfit The next message, also from Sitra, came several hours ago, in the early morning: Eanne, I'm so, so, embarrassed... Please forget any of that ever happened... I'm never drinking again. Sadly, the next message isn't quite so carefree. It appears as a jumble of letters and symbols, completely unintelligible until Eanne proves her identity through biometric scanning. Finally, the text rearranges itself to become legible. From Imperial Intelligence: It announces Upcoming assassination attempt on emperor suspected. Possible coup attempt also likely. Status as council member makes you possible target. Recommend significant increase in security and possible departure from capital. Trust no one. As she reads, the text begins to disappear, deleting itself. Spoiler: Has Zakira tried to escape? D100: 13 After receiving that disturbing communique, a quick check to the brig reveals that Zakira is back at it, guards enjoying her to the fullest. Spoiler: Zakira's Fortitude Roll D100: The assassin's cocky demeanor has largely gone, replaced by a needy, lustful look. What arrogance remains is displayed only in her demands for her captors to go harder. (A little unsure about that post, actually, though it gave me an excuse to find pictures, which is always nice )
The man laughs, as he thinks that he's turning Vizelle. "Open wide, baby..." He orders, as she begins to work on him. Spoiler: Vizelle's Telepathy Roll D100: 52+20 (Telepathy Skill)=72 Spoiler: Enemy Defence Roll D100: 89 Despite her best efforts, Vizelle is still unable to penetrate the man's defences. Perhaps he's stronger than she realised, or perhaps the lust is getting to her. Either way, neither psionic has been able to meaningfully influence the other's mind.
"Nn-no-oohk." Seeing how her attempt was unsuccessful, Vizelle decides to arouse him further. As she's "ordered" to open her mouth, she glares into his eyes. While she begins sucking, and licking around his cockhead. While her hands hasn't once stopped playing with her naughty bits, her hand hand rubbing her crotch even pulling her leotard to the side, as she starts fingering her own drenched cunt.
(The post is great! And nice pictures, too!) “Fuck!” Eanne cursed out loud after she read the message from Imperial Intelligence. “Bec!” She immediately called for her bodyguard, and as soon as the redhead arrived she began talking. “I've received a warning from Imperial Intelligence about a possible assassination attempt against the emperor, possibly even an outright coup attempt. As a member of the Emperor's council I am a potential target as well. Increase security and have everyone ready for takeoff in case of an emergency!” She ordered, letting her bodyguard handle security for the moment. Next she sent a message to Sitra. Nonsense, those outfits make you look really sexy, Sitra! At least I think so based on the pictures... but if you are not convinced, you are welcome to visit me and model them for me so that I can judge them directly... In any case I look forward to seeing you again. Stay safe until then. She thought for a few moments, before sending an addendum. P.S.: Don't worry, I'll make sure not to let you drink too much while you're here. I don't want you to do something you will later regret. An attempt to assassinate the Emperor. And I might get targeted as well. Great, just great. At least Zakira seems to be enjoying her new ''job''... Eanne thought after she checked on her would-be kidnapper. I hope Sitra is safe... She couldn't help but worry a little about the sexy widow.
"Enjoying your new 'slave', bitch?" The psionic chuckles as he presses forward, sending his cock further into her mouth. "I love the stuck up ones."
"Gghmm!" Vizelle's eyes widen as he thrust forward, his cock sliding down her throat. Making the sorceress blush, as her body was "forced" to continue masturbating. "Mmmmh!" Moaning as she pinches her nipple, her throat pleasantly vibrating on his cockhead.
Bec enters the room almost immediately after her employer shouts out, sword and pistol in hand. "Shit, again?" She exclaims, before contacting her staff. "Alright, everyone, I'm calling an immediate inspection!" She posts guards to sensitive areas, before heading off to do a room to room sweep. Sitra replies quickly in the ensuing chaos. Thanks, Eanne. Amara's a menace, I swear. Likewise, and I'm glad to hear that. She replies with her own smiley. A little while later, Delphis and Penelope arrive, bowing. "Madame. Pardon the disruption. One of the maids has disappeared. She didn't report for work earlier, and there's footage of her leaving through one of the escape pod hatches." Penelope announces. "Coincidentally, I found an explosive device in the lemon meringue, while conducting a taste test." Delphis adds. "Of course, the only person who would be served such a dish on board this vessel is yourself, or maybe a guest you'd invited, leaving little doubt as to the intention of the culinary 'surprise'."
Vizelle tastes the juices of the last woman her 'lover' had been with, as his cock plunges into her throat. He's rough and energetic, clearly concerned with his own pleasure, though he keeps at it with the psionic pulses of lust. Finally, he pulls out, before covering the sorceress' face in his seed. "Ahhh... Not bad."
Eanne sighed in a mix of annoyance and disappointment. “Alright, tell me everything we know about this maid. Also, do we know which way she has gone after leaving the ship?” Perhaps if they were quick enough they would be able to catch up to her.
"Gghk. Ghkk. Gghhk!" Vizelle gagged as he began fucking her throat, shuddering, moaning as her body was "betraying" itself. And as he covered her face with cum, the sorceress glares. "Bastard, you'll pay for this!" She growled, which was when he'd notice his influence "take control of her," while she once again attempts to slip inside his mind.
Bowing lower than she has to, to give her employer a great look at her cleavage, Penelope hands Eanne a dataslate with the staff roster, gesturing to the bio of the maid in question. Spoiler: Maid #6 - 'Julqe' A recent replacement for another maid who recently resigned her post, citing illness, Julqe was hired quickly, referred by a local high class brothel, though a standard background check was done on her all the same. The background check has her being a native of the capital, with a work history divided between working as a household maid, and brothel courtesan, a mix of skills that made her seem like an obvious pick at the time. "I hired her, my lady, and I take full responsibility. I accept any and all punishment you see fit to enact." Penelope bows her head. "Nonsense, I'm in charge of approving hires. The punishment should be mine." Delphis shakes his head, sad but resolved. "If you desire, I will pack my bags this minute. I would offer a reference for a replacement, but...well... That seems inappropriate in this case." Bec soon arrives, escorting Eanne to the security room. A camera displays Julqe heading in the direction of the pleasure district, but there's no further information than that.
"Funny, the last three women who served me said the same thing." He chortles, as she makes her attempt. Spoiler: Telepathy Roll D100: 71+20 (Telepathy Skill)-15 (Failed attempt)=76 Spoiler: Enemy Defense Roll D100: 32 The psionic pauses, as Vizelle presses past his mental barriers.
