“I hope you enjoyed the view.” Eanne smirked at the woman. “Now will you be a good girl and tell me your name and who sent you?” She decided to try asking nicely.
She smirks back, eyeing Eanne up and down. "My name is Zakira Whitestar, formerly of the Whitestar mercenary company. As for who sent me, that information is confidential, I'm afraid."
“Nice to meet you, Zakira, though I wish we had met under different circumstances.” Eanne openly ogled the bound woman. “I'm afraid I must insist on learning the name of your employer. Anything I can do to convince you to tell me?” She tried asking nicely one last time.
"Likewise." Zakira chuckles, not minding the ogling a bit. "Well, I suppose a shipload of credits might do the trick..." She smirks. "Though, I'm kinda curious what you'd do to force the information out." Bec frowns, seemingly not liking how casual the mercenary is being in her captivity.
“Yeah, no. That's a bit too expensive for my liking. But I'm in a good mood, so I'll give you a few hours to reconsider your answer.” Eanne moved away from Zakira and called Bec over, then began whispering in her ear so that the captive would not be able to hear them without some sort of aid. As she talked she watched the bound woman carefully for any sign that she could hear them. “Double check her restraints and make sure she can't free herself. Add more restraints if you deem necessary. Also put several guards outside, ready to apprehend her if she manages to get out of the chair. After that get several egg vibrators. Attach one to each of her nipples, and one more to her clit. Put three in her pussy and three more in her butt. Set them to low and make sure that she will get her horny, yet will be unable to come and get any relief. Let's see if a few hours of orgasm denial will get her to change her mind about talking...” Not that she had any intention of trusting anything Zakira would say. No, she intended to read the woman's mind, but first she wanted to weaken her resistance. Keeping her on the edge for a few hours would hopefully help with that.
"Worth a shot." Zakira chuckles. Bec approaches, and there doesn't seem to be any indication that Zakira can hear what she's saying. The redhead nods in affirmation, moving to carefully check that the restraints are in order, and using comms to signal for more guards.
While Bec worked Eanne watched silently. “You are free to change your mind and tell me about your boss any time, Zakira.” She offered, then went back to watching in silence. There was nothing more to talk about for the moment.
"Oh, I think I'll take my chances... My, my... What's this now?" Zakira gives a lopsided grin as a guard enters the room, holding a box filled with the toys Eanne requested. Bec snatches the box, moving towards the restrained woman. "Mmmh, naughty... I wasn't expecting this from a refined lady like you-oh!" Zakira moans as Bec stimulates her clit. "That shut you up." The redhead grins. It isn't long before each toy is in place, providing constant stimulation to her breasts, pussy and ass. "Aah..." Zakira bites her lip. "You're going to have to try better than...ooh...that, if you want me to talk." Eanne sees the woman rapidly growing wet, her cheeks and chest flushing with arousal. "You're free to join in, ah, of course..."
“I'll see you in a few hours. Until then, enjoy yourself, Zakira.” Eanne smirked once everything was in place and exited the room accompanied by Bec, leaving the bound woman to endure the vibes. “Let's go check what she had in her possession - doubt we'll find any clues about her employer, but you never know...”
Zakira continues to bite her lip. "S-See you then..." She closes her eyes as she feels the toys vibrating, sending pleasure rolling across her body. "Good idea. Let me check it her stuff for booby traps first, and then we'll take a look." Bec nods. Heading to where the things are stored, Bec confirms that nothing is amiss, and the women begin to rummage around. The bodysuit itself is mundane, and though the cloaking device attached to it is advanced, it's fried now, due to damage from the fight. Bec notes that the woman's sword is made of particularly good steel, and points out where a maker's mark was once etched, though it's been scraped away. "I could maybe take it to a friend and see about identifying the mark, though unless her employer gave it to her, I'm not sure how much good it'd do." The gun, likewise, has had anything identifying scraped away. Eanne is about to give up, when she notices something while 'examining' the woman's discarded panties. Stashed inside her thong is a communicator, a small, dark shaped oblong piece of technology.
“What's this? Looks like some sort of communicator.” Eanne showed Bec what she had found. “Do you think we could use it to find whoever she was communicating with?”
@majus "Fufufu. Of course, your Majesty. I consider this one of the perks of being in your service." Vizelle cooed, grinning as the Emperor walked away. She stands up, cleaning herself up, before conjuring up her clothes again. "It was also nice "working" with you priestess Elena."
Bec opens her mouth to answer, when Eanne feels the communicator begin to vibrate in her hand, indicating an incoming call.
“Dammit, already? Can we trace the call if we answer it?” Eanne looked at Bec questioningly while holding the communicator.
Bec shakes her head. "Not this quickly. I'd have to call up some of our technicians, and I think they'll have hung up by the time we even get it started." The communicator continues to vibrate. "If we don't answer, though, they might call again later, when we're ready. It's up to you."
Eanne needed just a moment to make a decision. “Then let's not answer. Hopefully they'll decide that she's busy kidnapping me and unable to answer in order to not give herself away. Have the technicians prepare to try and trace the call if the unknown person calls again. Also, we'll pick someone else to answer, not you or me, so as to not give them any information. If I were to answer they will know Zakira failed, and they will likely think the same if my head bodyguard were the one answering the call. But if it is someone else, then it might be possible to fool them into believing that she just lost the communicator by accident when kidnapping me.”
"Fair call." Bec nods, taking the communicator as it goes silent. "All right, I'll take this up and make sure we're ready to trace any incoming call."
“Please do.” Eanne nodded. “Well, it doesn't look like there's anything else to find here, so I'll accompany you. After we are done talking with the technicians we'll check on Zakira to see how she's holding up, but we're not going to talk to her just yet. Let's give her a few more hours to enjoy herself.”
Elena put on her clothes. "Take care." She nodded to the sorceress. She then knelt in front of the emperor. "Of course your highness. What are your orders?"
"For now, no orders." He shakes his head. "You're both invited to the triumph, of course, and I have some plans to make, but you've served me more than well right now."
