He looks suspicious, but smiles and nods nonetheless. "Of course. Give his majesty my regards." He leads her out to the dock.
Sextia cries out as he strikes her ass once more, body trembling with fear-induced lust, before she moans lewdly as he thrusts inside....
"Leaving already?" He raises his eyebrows. "So we have a deal?" He stands, offering her his arm to lead her out.
Mother and daughter alike kneel before their new mistress. "We bought them, mistress, from a black market trader. A man named Khan." Lady Van Dorn...
"I am...unsure." She admits. "I'd assumed that when I'd discovered the mystery of this planet, I would abandon this body and move on, but now..."...
She finds the posessed scientist making notes, as well as looking at some of the marines. "Ah, how may I help?"
The slave nestles comfortably against his broad chest. "Then I'll make sure to disobey next time, too." She giggles. "I think you like punishing...
"I'll get in contact, then. As for anything else, not that I can think of." She shakes her head.
Sextia screams out as he enters her, and even bound and restrained, her training allows her to make their coupling feel divine, her already tight...
"You can convince someone else to do it if you'd like." She shrugs. "My job is to get you information, not to tell you what to do with it."...
Vizelle hears Verner breathe heavily after their kiss, and sees the way he looks at her. Clearly his interest in Omera hasn't dulled his feelings...
"Against the Admiralty, against the Emperor, against the Empire." Dubernay shrugs. "Probably against himself, as well, for getting old. You know...
Sextia cries out in pleasure with each strike, giving a wanton moan as she feels his cock, so much bigger than a normal man's, touch her naked...
Checking the attached information, she sees that it's, unsurpringly, a brothel. An establishment called the Golden Hand, in the better part of the...
"I've included the details of my primary establishment with the projector. Come there when you're ready, and we can talk further." She nods.
"I'm still on Constantinopolis Secundus." She shakes her head. "Right now, I still want to see if you're a suitable replacement for Markus, or a...
"Admiral Khal Veks. An old war hero, pushed into a desk job after some recent failures. We believe he desired vengeance, which is why he joined...
"I'm in charge of Markus' prostitution rackets. We have ways of finding things out that others don't. Don't feel too bad about it." Lorena smirks....
"The name's Lorena. I'm a lieutenant in the Cold Moon. I serve under a captain you may be familiar with, a man named Markus?" She looks at...
Verner gives her a bright smile, and Vizelle knows that he'd die before he let anyone interrupt. With the barriers up, the projector activates...
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