"Not that I have much of a choice, but for what it's worth, that sounds like a plan." She frowns. "A courtesan... Or an assassin." The frown becomes a smirk. "I may have screwed up this job, but normally I'm much better, I promise."
“Well, we'll be going back to Samodiva soon, so you'll get your chance to prove yourself. Just don't screw it up.” Eanne smiled at the woman and squeezed one of her large breasts before leaving. Calling the guards over she gave them instructions to let Zakira out of the chair but not let her leave the room. The busty captive would have to wear a collar that could be used to both track her and shock her. She would also get bracelets for her hands and feet that could do the same as the collar. And she would stay under constant watch, just in case – Zakira would get the chance to prove herself, but earning Eanne's trust would take a long time. With that taken care of the blonde went back to waiting for Sitra.
The guards get to work, and Sitra arrives not long after, giving Eanne a nervous but hopeful smile, as she pulls her luggage aboard.
“Welcome!” Eanne smiled reassuring and called a couple of servants to help Sitra move her luggage and get settled in. Once that was taken care of a final check was made, and then it was finally time for Eanne to head back to Samodiva. I wonder what I will find waiting for me there...
Not long after, Eanne is in her room, feeling the subtle rumble as her ship lifts up into the skies of the capital. She hears a knock at her door, and going to answer it, spots Sitra, wearing a rather familiar outfit. "H-Hi..." Two Weeks Later "Final vector locked, coming in to land." Bec and Sitra by her side, Eanne looks out the viewscreen at the beautiful planet below. Her planet. Where she goes first, perhaps to see her mother at the palace, to show herself among her people, or deal with her not so dead uncle, is up to her.
“Oh, my, what a gorgeous surprise... Come in, come in, my dear..” Eanne grinned as she saw what Sitra was wearing and ushered her in, licking her lips in anticipation. “Ah, home sweet home. It's so nice to be back...” Eanne sighed happily as she looked at her planet. She had spent most of the last two weeks teaching Sitra about the pleasures of women, but she had also taken the time to enjoy Miriam's, Bec's and Penelope's company – and even Zakira's once. She would get to enjoy them some more later, but first she had some things to take care of. “Once we land I'll go speak with mom and see what has happened in my absence. That might take a while – probably the rest of the day. Tomorrow I'll have a look around and speak with the people – it's always a good idea to hear first hand what they have to say. Naturally, you two will accompany me.” She declared and looked at the two women that were there with her. No one would be surprised by Bec's presence because she was Eanne's bodyguard. But Sitra's... that would get people curious and talking. “What I do after that will depend on what I learn.” She finsihed her little planning session with a smile.
The ship sails down, landing at one of the palace's reserved docks. Outside, she sees a line of guards and kneeling courtiers, with her mother waiting for her. Bec nods casually, while Sitra looks a little nervous. "O-Oh, I'm... Meeting your mother?"
Eanne smiled at the silver-haired woman reassuringly. “Of course you are. No reason to keep you a secret.” She took Sitra's hand in her own and squeezed lightly. “Nothing to worry about, I'm sure she'll be happy to meet you. Come on.” She led the way, pulling the widow along, Bec following closely. “Hello, mother, it's good to see you. I hope you're doing well.” Eanne let go of Sitra's hand to give her mother a brief but warm hug. Then she turned a bit and pointed at the silver-haired woman. “Mother, this is Sitra, one of Duke Chernobog's daughters. She's a special friend of mine and will be our guest for some time. Sitra, this is my mother, Evelyn Winterwood.” She introduced them. (I don't think I ever named Eanne's mother, so now's as good a time as any to do so.)
Evelyn smiles and hugs her daughter tightly. "It's so good to see you again, my love. Ah, what a beautiful companion you've brought!" She goes to hug Sitra, who blushes. "T-Thanks." "So," Evelyn turns back to her daughter, "let's head inside, I'm sure you're yearning for the comforts of home after so long." She smiles.
“Yes, I am.” Eanne confirmed with a smile. “I wish to speak with you in private and hear what has been going on, I am sure there's a lot I need to know about. But first, let's get Sitra a room so she can relax after the trip and get used to Samodiva.”
"Good idea." Luckily, the palace is well supplied with guest chambers, and one is prepared for Sitra, not far from Eanne's own chamber.
“Make yourself comfortable. If you need anything just call a servant and let them know. I'll see you again later, after I have spoken with mother.” Eanne gave Sitra a warm hug before leaving the room to go speak with her mother.
Evelyn meets with Eanne in her personal chambers. "Ah, daughter, good to see you. We have much to discuss." She sighs. "Admiral Azzurose did a great job destroying the pirates, but they did a great deal of damage beforehand, least of all being your uncle's death."
“Yes, about that... there's something you need to know. It will be best to show you, so please open your mind.” Eanne waited for her mother to lower her defenses, then used Telepathy to share the memory she had seen in Zakira's mind, about the mercenary's conversation with her uncle. Once she was done she waited to see her mother's reaction.
"Shit." Evelyn's reaction is characteristically subdued. "I should have known. Damn it... He never got over me leaving him for your father, I guess." She shakes her head. "Anyway, so how do you plan to deal with this? Your aunt has taken over his estate, at least officially. His daughter's on the planet, I think. She joined the Sacred Hearth as soon as her father 'died'." Eanne knows the Sacred Hearth well, a religious order worshipping the godess Jaya, who represents sexuality and fertility. On a pleasure planet like Samodiva, their 'libertine' ways of worship are very popular. "The wife should be at the family manor, I think. Your cousin should be at the temple of the Sacred Hearth." Evelyn shrugs. "Or we could just go for your uncle straight away. I assume you know where he is?'
“I know that last time he contacted Zakira he was on one of Samodiva's moons, but I'm not sure which one. I think we should start by getting auntie to come here and speak with her. Regardless of whether she is in on the plan or not, she has been rather naughty...” taking her terminal Eanne showed her mother the recordings she had obtained from Zakira's ship. “That's how Zakira persuaded auntie to sleep with her. I think a bit of punishment is in order... and if it turns out that she knows where uncle is – even better. Though I guess I should not call him uncle any more. Officially he is dead, and I'm going to keep it that way. The one who who hired Zakira... is just an impostor trying to take his place, nothing more.” She gave her mother a firm look, making it clear she was unlikely to change her mind on this. Then the smile returned to her face. “So, any thoughts about auntie's punishment?”
"Oh, I think we're both on the same wavelength about your aunt. She has to be punished... Firmly." Evelyn grins. "But, I think she can be reeducated, so perhaps nothing permanent is necessary."
“Oh, of course. I lost my uncle, I have no desire to lose my aunt too.” Eanne assured her mother, before switching to telepathy. Some spanking, maybe some whipping – nothing that would leave permanent marks. Then I take her ass and you fuck her pussy. I think it would be fun to double-team her... She suggested.
Oh, how I've missed out mother-daughter bonding, my love. She chuckles. "Well, to work, I assume? Or do you want to play with your 'friend' first?"
“I'll let Sitra rest for a bit and get used to being here – hopefully she likes it...” Eanne smirked. “Yes, let's get to work. Go ahead and call auntie – I look forward to seeing her again...”
