“Nonsense, the only one who deserves punishment is Julqe. You two have done nothing wrong.” Eanne reassured her servants. “What do we know about the maid that resigned? Also, what do we know about the brothel Julqe worked at before getting hired?” As a local the maid likely knew where to hide, but perhaps the people she had worked for would know where to find her.
Breaking past his mental barriers, Vizelle discreetly implants loyalty toward her, making it seem it was him who broke her barrier down. "Don't lump me with those whores!" Her eyes then glow as she "attempts" to use combat sorcery to push him away. Just in time for him to realize how he was now able to "bend her to his will."
The two bow again, in gratitude. Penelope gestures to the dataslate, swiping through the profiles. Spoiler: Former Maid #6 - 'Miriam' Like Julqe, Miriam is a native of the capital, though unlike her, her work history is solely that of a legitimate maid, with Penelope noting that the woman had admitted in her interview to never having done sex work before. Penelope gave the girl a chance, training her in the intimate parts of the job personally, and it appeared a wise choice. For over two years, she's been punctual and hardworking, though Eanne has noticed her staring once or twice. "I thought it odd when she messaged me to say she was quitting." Penelope ponders. "She was always polite, polite enough to give her resignation in person, I thought. And I think she had something of a crush on you, as well." She frowns. "As for the brothel, it's Madame Dubernay's Parlor. I was trained and employed there, before I came into your father's service, and I know Madame Dubernay personally. She's never given me reason to be disappointed in the girls she's recommended." Penelope's frown deepens. Eanne has heard of Madame Dubernay, of course. Publically, the woman is the most famous courtesan in the Empire, and the "Empress of the Night", owner of the most profitable brothels here to boot. Privately, Eanne remembers, the woman was a spy for Emperor Agamemnon, and after a meeting with one of Carius' other councilors, is now a spy for Carius as well.
He counters with a telekinetic strike of his own, but Vizelle notes that it's only intended to defend himself. Partially, this is because he doesn't want to harm her and thus remove a beautiful slave, but also because of the implanted loyalty making harming her difficult for him, even if he was trying to. "Why not? You're one of them, now." He reaches out again, and though he's not breaching her defences, Vizelle gets a fair idea of what he's trying to do. He's attempting to warp her mind to see him as godlike and awe inspiring, and implant feelings of pleasure whenever she obeys him, and pain whenever she tries to refuse his orders. Of course, though on the surface she'd be his slave, sadistically, the man intended to leave part of Vizelle's psyche intact, so that she'd be forced to watch herself become his obedient slave, locked within her own mind. Spoiler: Awareness Roll D100: 33 Occupied as she is by the psionic slave, Vizelle fails to notice anything amiss outside.
Eanne frowned. “Ah, yes, sweet Miriam. I find her sudden resignation highly suspicious, especially in the light of recent events. I can't help but wonder if she was forced to... resign, so that Julqe could be hired in her place...” The noblewoman paused briefly. “In any case contacting Madame Dubernay seems like the obvious course of action. Bec, arrange a secure connection so she can speak freely, without worrying that the things she tells me might be heard by other people. Once I have spoken with her I will decide what to do next.”
With nothing amiss, Vizelle focuses on her current target. She raises her hand, ball of psionic energy focused within. "Like hell I am!" She yelled, though makes a panicked expression as if she just realized she wouldn't be able to disobey him. "Khh. I guess you're a lost cause, m-mas-bastard!" She growled, making a show of almost calling him master. Vizelle then slowly fires off her spell, though makes it showy enough to give him time to give her an order.
The two mutter agreement with the hypothesis. Getting a secure connection with Dubernay takes a short while, given the woman's popularity. When the connection is established, the hologram does nothing to obscure the woman's curves, or the mysterious hint of intelligence in her eyes. "Councilor, you honor me." She smiles and bows. "How can I help you this morning?"
"Enough." He smirks. "You will never harm your master, understood?" He walks over to her. "Now why don't you get on your hands and knees for me?" Spoiler: Awareness Roll D100: 83 It's...weirdly quiet outside, Vizelle notes. The cells aren't soundproofed, and normally the thumping of the bass is audible from the club level upstairs. But now, she can't hear it.
"What the hell makes you think-" Vizelle growled, about to fire her spell. Until her body "moves by itself," the psionic energy in her hand fizzles into nothing, as she slowly gets on her knees. "Aahn-n-o, what is, haahn!" She moans as she got on all fours, seemingly close to orgasm after following his order. But finally taking note of the eerie silence, Vizelle tries to send a psionic message to Arnolf. Did something happen?
The psionic wastes no time, pulling the leotard to the side and entering Vizelle with an enthusiastic thrust. Though she waits for a response from the slaver, none is fast in coming back to Vizelle.
"Aaahn!" Vizelle moaned, her pussy tightening around his cock as she orgasmed once he hit her womb. Shuddering as she squirts all over him, the sorceress bites her lips. Furthering her influence within the man's mind. She also decides to check on the surrounding using her psionic radar.
Vizelle's 'master' is quick to taunt her, as he feels her orgasm around him. Recovering, she sends out a pulse. Spoiler: Scan Roll D100: 50+15 (Order of Sorcerers) Reaching out, she feels the holding pens beyond the door, filled with slaves. What she doesn't feel, however, are any guards. Likewise, she notes, her senses on the upper level are dulled, like there's something blocking the area between floors.
“Good morning, Madame Dubernay, it's a pleasure to see you.” Eanne smiled at the madame, her eyes openly roaming all over the woman's body, focusing on her curves for a bit before going back to her face. “I am sorry to bother you, but I need to ask you about a couple of local girls. Let's start with a young woman by the name of Julqe – I believe she used to work for you before being hired as one of my maids. What can you tell me about her, and would you happen to know where I could find her?”
"N-no, this isn't, aaahn!" Vizelle puts up her act, resisting, despite drowning in ecstasy. However, what her scan revealed was quite troubling. Khh. I will need to put this on hold then. She thought to herself, deciding to push back against his cock, moving in synch with his rhythm. And just as he's at the height of his arousal, Vizelle sends a massive shockwave of psionic lust toward him. Enough to render him unconcious as he experiences the best orgasm of his life. If she succeeds in knocking him out, she uses his unconscious state to solidify his loyalty toward her, as well as lock away his memory of their encounter. Fufu, I'd like to continue this later. And it wouldn't be as fun if he knew he's not actually in charge. She thought to herself, as she then cleans herself up. Slowly opening the door to check on the hallway for anything amiss. (Edited to make Vizelle's last thought clearer.)
If Dubernay is bothered by the attention, she doesn't show it, giving an appreciative smile at the noble's gaze, and returning it in kind. She looks up for a moment, seemingly trying to remember, before looking back at Eanne. "Ah, yes, Julqe. One of the girls I recommended to Penelope. I don't know her very well, personally. The days when I was on a first name basis with all the girls on the roster are gone, I'm afraid. Still, from what I remember, she was highly regarded by her immediate superiors, had a good relationship with the clientele. And she certainly could cook." Dubernay chuckles. "Actually..." She looks off to the side. "She's just applied for her job back. Requested an interview." She narrows an eye. "Interesting..."
Spoiler: Psionic Attack Roll D100: The man falls back, cum spraying across the room as he leaves Vizelle, and topples onto his back. In his unconscious state, it doesn't take much to undo the man's memory. Opening up the door, she first spots the telltale psionic signature of a soundproofing barrier placed on the stairs, as well as around the doorframe of the cell, a spell not unlike those she casts whenever she wants to have fun without someone hearing. Initially she thinks that the unconscious man might be the culprit, but she dismisses the thought. His signature feels different... Spoiler: Awareness Roll D100: 78 What Vizelle notices next is the blood, pooling from underneath a door to a maintainance area. Then, she notices the lack of any guards protecting the slave pens. Lastly, she notices a shape falling from the ceiling in front of her. The woman in front of Vizelle moves forward, quickly raising her blade to deliver a strike, face emotionless, and her mind seeming strangely...blank. In the split second she has to take action, Vizelle realises that she failed to notice the woman during her psionic scan earlier, but she is so devoid of emotion that her signature is almost unnoticeable. "Vizelle the Black." She whispers in a monotone. "Good bye."
Eanne raised an eyebrow at the news. “Has she, now. Well, this is perfect. Could you accept her request for an interview, get her to come to you if she isn't there already, and hold her there until I arrive? There are a few important questions I need to ask her, and I'd rather do it in person, if possible.” She requested politely. “Also, would you happen to know anything about Miriam – she's also a local girl and used to work as one of my maids, until recently, when she suddenly quit. In fact, Julqe was hired as her replacement. I want to make sure everything is alright with Miriam – suddenly quitting like that makes me wonder if something happened to her...”
"Hm?" Vizelle hummed, wondering who'd be bold enough, and more importantly, powerful enough to attempt something like this. So much so, that she was surprised as an assassin drops down in front of her. "Oh? You know who I-" Her words were cutshort as the assassin took action, forcing the sorceress to do the same. Vizelle sighed, deciding to capture the assassin. She for goes putting up a barrier, figuring someone prepared to kill a psionic would have made countermeasures for it. The sorceress instead sends a massive jolt of psionic lust to her would be assassin, enough to render her unconscious, or at least brought down to her knees.
"I could..." She looks at Eanne. "I confess, this situation is slightly intriguing to me. As for Miriam, I can't tell you anything, I'm afraid. She's not one of the girls I recommended to Penelope. I could have some of my people keep an ear to the street, though."
Spoiler: Psionic Attack Roll D100: 72+15 (Order of Sorcerers)= 87 Spoiler: ???'s Defence Roll D100: 78 At the last moment, the assassin is overwhelmed by lust, and though she's seemingly without emotion, her body's natural responses can't be denied. She moans and stumbles, the blade's thrust coming short, several inches away from Vizelle's neck where it was intended.
