"They're well compensated, I assure you." Lian nods. Spoiler: Telepathy Roll D100: 85+15 (Order of Sorcerers)=100 Spoiler: Guards' Willpower save D100: 82+15 (Basic Blocker)=97 She feels herself influencing the guards, to an extent.
"Oh? And how well is that?" Vizelle asked in a sultry tone, once again mixed with psionics. This time, she sends images of them drowning in their desires once they server the sorceress, even with the added images of a collared Lian serving their every needs.
"Very well, I assure you." Lian chuckles, while the guards turn about uncomfortably. "Like I said, my way of doing business has its benefits."
"Hehe. Of course it does, after all, satiating your partner's desires is a good way to keep them in line. Don't you think?" Vizelle cooed, using her psionics on the guards, and Lian to let them experience a sudden rush of pleasure, that leaves them right on the edge of climax.
"I do. I also think that a good way to gain people's loyalty is not to try and screw them over." She crosses her arms, which has the unintended consequence of pushing up her breasts, and looks pointedly at Vizelle, as the guards writhe.
Slap! "Ah!" Elena's body shuddered under another strike. She needed more, harder, rougher. "Yesss, Master~" She moaned out. "Please, Master, I need it!" She all but begged for the man to stop stimulating and just fuck her. It was for his ego - she could go for more time at this peace, due to her training. Her eyes widened as the man spread her ass cheeks. She arched, as the fat cock invaded her back door - her body shook as she started climaxing. Her breasts started swinging as Dorn, not caring for her state, started fucking her. He grabbed her leash and pulled, choking her lightly. Her pussy juices started falling on the bed, in throves. She loved every second of it.
"Fufu, a wonderful businesswoman. But, what about you? What are your ambitions?" Vizelle cooed, "Do you work this hard for your mother? Because she told you to do so, or maybe to achieve something for yourself?" She grins, her attention focused on the woman now, making sure she's right over the edge, that even a simple brush against her nipples or clit would be enough to make her orgasm.
Dorn continues to plough her ass from behind, groaning as he fucks her. "Y-You're staining my sheets, whore..." He pulls hard on the leash to make her lean up and face him. "I want...ugh...a lot of money to make up for it, understand?"
Spoiler: Telepathy Roll D100: 72+15 (Order of Sorcerers)=87 Spoiler: Lian's willpower save D100: 12+30 (Iron Blocker)=42 Lian begins to moan as her now incredibly sensitive breasts rub against her dress. "What...ugh...are you doing?"
"Fufu. I'm going to show you how pleasurable it will be working under me." Vizelle cooed, moving closer, she makes the guards orgasm to make sure they don't intervene. The sorceress then places her gloved hand on Lian's shoulder, sending a wave of pleasure throughout her body, but preventing her orgasm via telepathy. "Are you ready?" She leans down, whispering into Lian's ear. Before sending a shockwave of pure lust into her, allowing her to orgasm right then and there.
Elena tried to answer but failed, as another orgasm rocked her body. "Asgh!" The sound that escaped her, was something between a moan and a scream. It took but a few more moments for the man to explode into her - Elena climaxed yet again as hot liquid purred into her.
@ The guards stumble as they feel themselves erupted, followed quickly by Lian, who squirts powerfully and falls to her knees. "H-How...Dare You?" She looks up at Vizelle, and the guards begin to raise their weapons as they recover.
"Fufu. How dare I what?" Vizelle asked, once again sending psionic energies to keep her, and her guards at the edge of an orgasm. "Ah, but I see you're too... proud to be dealt with kindly. Perhaps a more, firm, and guiding hand will be fit for you." The sorceress grins, using her powers to prevent her, and her guards from reaching orgasm, while at the same time letting their bodies experience lustful bliss.
@GenericEditor168 Sitting in the elaborate diplomatic quarters assigned to him, Arkhis reads some reports from a dataslate as he gets accustomed to his new surroundings. It had been a strange few weeks since his arrival on the planet. Constantinopolis Secundus' massive semi-ecumenopolis is home to people from a thousand races, Arkhis' included, but the palace complex itself is filled also exclusively with humans. As a result, the newly minted diplomat has been the target of many looks from the thousands of servants, nobles, guards and bureaucrats who make the immense palace their home. Mostly, the looks have been neutral, merely surprise that a non-human would be in an area where they're rare, but some of the looks have been of undisguised disdain and xenophobia. On the other hand, Arkhis notes, to some of the less xenophobic denizens of the palace, Arkhis has been rather popular, his reptilian nature considered 'exotic'. For all the vaunted prestige of his new position as diplomat between the Federation and their Terran overlords, Arkhis hasn't actually been able to do much work these last few weeks. He's not met the emperor once, nor been engaged about matters of state. As he begins to wonder if he'll ever be called on to do something besides sit in his fancy room, Arkhis hears a knock at the door. Answering it, it slides open to reveal the maid assigned to his needs. "Mr Amandeus." She bows. "The emperor has requested your presence."
"I want you, your business, and your men." Vizelle leaned forward, staring right into Lian's eyes. "And in return. I will let you drown in whatever you desire." She whispered, placing a light kiss onto the busty woman's lips. Removing the orgasm blocker, letting Lian's lust go over the edge.
The cybernetics in his face help disguise the mild frustration he feels, though he's mostly relieved that he won't just be sitting around his - admitted, very nice - quarters for the duration of his stay. He takes a moment to pull on a more formal coat before he nods to the maid. "Lead the way, please."
Still shaking from her orgasms, Elena moaned out. "Yesss Master." A few moments later, Elena found herself on her knees again. She was still tied, wearing her boots, collar and leash. Dorn sat on the armchair and slowly sipped his wine. Elena was kneeling between his knees, her breasts swinging, as she bobbed her head, cleaning his dick and giving him another slow blowjob. Elena wondered what the man had in store for her. Some game? Would he give her more time or pass it to someone else? Curious, she touched his mind trying to read her thoughts. As always, she did her best to be careful, and his pleasure should be distracting him.
Lian screams as her orgasm washes over her, long overdue, and she kisses back almost instinctively. Panting, she looks up at Vizelle. "Wait..." She gestures to her guards to lower their weapons. "Let's negotiate. Let me keep my business, and my mind. In return, I'll be a much more effective subordinate than I would a slave."
