Stars Unending - Sci-fi RP

Despite his rank, Vladimir's quarters were quite spartan. The bed was more a cot and tucked away into the corner, his desk was small (at least compared to an Eternal Warrior), and contained only a computer terminal. There was a weapons rack next to the mannequin which housed his bladed gauntlets and sword as well as his rarely used pistol. Chains hung from the ceiling however, and with his armor removed and his cock tenting the crotch of his underclothes, he grabbed a fistful of her hair once again.

"Lighting to preference." He commanded, and the room fell to darkness. Even though there was no source of light in the room his enhanced Noctis eyes could see perfectly. Besides, Sextia being blind for the next while would only serve to enhance her experience, and maybe his punishment would stick this time.

He pulled her under the chains and attached one to each of her wrists. A third was connected to a leather choker that he fastened around her neck. He hoisted her up by the shackles around her wrists spreading them apart and suspending her in the air. He next tightened the slack on the chain around her neck, inhibiting her ability to move her head. After that he shackled her ankles and pulled them apart to either side of the room so she was splayed and suspended in the air. Once he was satisfied, he brought his hand down on her exposed ass cheek.

*SMACK*

"You have been a very naughty girl." He enunciated slowly making it seem as though every word was its own sentence.

*SMACK*

"Your attitude cost you your right to your decency." He said and pulled the delicate chain attached to her nipples with one hand while his other groped, kneaded, and pinched her breasts before it left.

*SMACK*

"Your disrespect cost you your right to dignity." His hand dropped from the chain and he inserted one finger, twice as thick as a normal man's, into her pussy.

*SMACK*

He prodded the inside of her pussy-walls while his thumb circulated around her clit. Her breathing quickened before it became erratic, and his hand soaked with her juices. He pulled his finger out of her and brought his hand to his nostrils before he breathed in deeply. "Mmm... I smell your fear..." he said and then sucked at the digit, "...and it tastes delicious." His hand then returned to her sex and he began thrusting his finger in and out of her.

*SMACK*

"You flagrantly disobey me by wearing garments that obscure your sex in direct violation of my righteous punishment!"

*SMACK*

"And worst of all, you cause this!" He slapped his rock hard cock against her naked ass several times. "Do you feel it!? Do you feel what you've done?" he asked as his hand gripped her throat. "You must rectify this injustice immediately! I will not suffer this state any longer. Do you hear me!?" he seethed through gritted teeth.

*SMACK*

"How though? How to illuminate you?" he asked as his grip on her throat loosened. "With this?" he asked as his finger traced across her lips. "With these?" both hands moved to her breasts to cup them. "How about this?" he asked and smacked her ass again. "Or perhaps this would teach you best?" he questioned as a hand returned to her pussy, his thumb once again attacking her clit.

"Well? What will it be woman?"
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 skin. "Whatever you wish, master!" She cries. "Any part of me, just do it!" Despite her limited movement, she rubs her ass against him, impatient to feel him inside her.
 
Checking the attached information, she sees that it's, unsurpringly, a brothel. An establishment called the Golden Hand, in the better part of the district Vizelle is taking over.

Keeping the Golden Hand, and Lorena noted for later. Vizelle heads out, grabbing Verner's cheek, and giving him a deep kiss. Her tongue wrestling with his for a minute, before moving away, a bridge of saliva connecting their mouths. "Good boy." She whispered, "Now then, do return to your training." She added as she goes to meet with Jaya to check on her new troops.
 
"Vengeance?" Elena blinked. "On whom?" She thought for a moment. "Is there anyone else who could take down the admiral? Or is there a way to convince him to stand down?" She asked.
"Against the Admiralty, against the Emperor, against the Empire." Dubernay shrugs. "Probably against himself, as well, for getting old. You know how it is, he's a grumpy old man who's realised that the galaxy has passed him by."

She tilts her head. "As for how to bring him down, he has a strong team, but not an invincible one. A direct assault or assassination could do it. As for talking him down, you'd have to do that yourself."
 
Keeping the Golden Hand, and Lorena noted for later. Vizelle heads out, grabbing Verner's cheek, and giving him a deep kiss. Her tongue wrestling with his for a minute, before moving away, a bridge of saliva connecting their mouths. "Good boy." She whispered, "Now then, do return to your training." She added as she goes to meet with Jaya to check on her new troops.
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 for the most important woman in his life - his mother. "Yes, mistress." He nods vigorously.

Heading down, she sees that the marines have been directed by Jaya to establish defensive checkpoints at key locations: The turrets, the ship, the tower, and some locations of tactical import.
 
"Against the Admiralty, against the Emperor, against the Empire." Dubernay shrugs. "Probably against himself, as well, for getting old. You know how it is, he's a grumpy old man who's realised that the galaxy has passed him by."

She tilts her head. "As for how to bring him down, he has a strong team, but not an invincible one. A direct assault or assassination could do it. As for talking him down, you'd have to do that yourself."

"Really? No one else could do it?" She asked sarcastically. She was doing too many combat-related tasks recently. Her order was not trained in those arts.

Elena hummed.

"Is he taking part in the organisation of triumph? We could lure him to the dreadnought under a presence of inspection..." She wondered.
 
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 for the most important woman in his life - his mother. "Yes, mistress." He nods vigorously.

Heading down, she sees that the marines have been directed by Jaya to establish defensive checkpoints at key locations: The turrets, the ship, the tower, and some locations of tactical import.

Seeing the increased defenses, Vizelle nods with a smile. Leaving it to Jaya, she checks on Mary next.
 
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 skin. "Whatever you wish, master!" She cries. "Any part of me, just do it!" Despite her limited movement, she rubs her ass against him, impatient to feel him inside her.
Vladimir lined his cock up at the entrance to her pussy. "We'll try here first. I could feel it quivering in fear and I see it weeps in dread."

He went slowly at first. While punishment he didn't want to cause her lasting injury, and if he speared into her he feared he'd split her in two. Her walls gripped him and he grunted in pleasure as inch after inch, slowly, agonizingly disappeared inside her. He struggled to control his own breathing, and he gritted his teeth in concentration to not ram into her with every ouch of his strength.

She was tight, almost impossibly so, but considering his girth that was no surprise. He hoisted her higher with the chains so that her cunt was on level with his cock and it was easier to work his way inside her. Once he'd set her in place, he grabbed her hips and steadied his pace. It took him minutes, but eventually he sank as deep into her as he could go and he stayed like that for some time and allowed her to adjust to his size. Once he felt her walls begin to relax against him he started.

Slowly at first, he would pull back so that only the head was inside her, but then he would sink back in as deep as she'd let him. This happened over and over and over again until his own humiliating need got the better of him. His tempo increased and his thrusts became more aggressive. He started breathing heavier, his breath hot on her back as beads of sweat formed on his forehead. He started grunting as his cock grew in impatience. He could feel that agonizing pleasure build up in his ball sack and as his need increased so too did his speed.

He was near snorting like a bull when he started hammering into her like a jackhammer. A hand gripped her throat while another molested her tits as his hips bucked against her ass. "I can feel it." he hissed at her "I can feel this damnedable need rising." The hand on her breasts left to yank her head back again by her hair. "Where do you want it?" he demanded, "Inside or out?"
 
"Really? No one else could do it?" She asked sarcastically. She was doing too many combat-related tasks recently. Her order was not trained in those arts.

Elena hummed.

"Is he taking part in the organisation of triumph? We could lure him to the dreadnought under a presence of inspection..." She wondered.
"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." Dubernay pauses. "That's not a bad plan. I have contacts in the Admiralty who could give him that posting."
 
Vladimir lined his cock up at the entrance to her pussy. "We'll try here first. I could feel it quivering in fear and I see it weeps in dread."

He went slowly at first. While punishment he didn't want to cause her lasting injury, and if he speared into her he feared he'd split her in two. Her walls gripped him and he grunted in pleasure as inch after inch, slowly, agonizingly disappeared inside her. He struggled to control his own breathing, and he gritted his teeth in concentration to not ram into her with every ouch of his strength.

She was tight, almost impossibly so, but considering his girth that was no surprise. He hoisted her higher with the chains so that her cunt was on level with his cock and it was easier to work his way inside her. Once he'd set her in place, he grabbed her hips and steadied his pace. It took him minutes, but eventually he sank as deep into her as he could go and he stayed like that for some time and allowed her to adjust to his size. Once he felt her walls begin to relax against him he started.

Slowly at first, he would pull back so that only the head was inside her, but then he would sink back in as deep as she'd let him. This happened over and over and over again until his own humiliating need got the better of him. His tempo increased and his thrusts became more aggressive. He started breathing heavier, his breath hot on her back as beads of sweat formed on his forehead. He started grunting as his cock grew in impatience. He could feel that agonizing pleasure build up in his ball sack and as his need increased so too did his speed.

He was near snorting like a bull when he started hammering into her like a jackhammer. A hand gripped her throat while another molested her tits as his hips bucked against her ass. "I can feel it." he hissed at her "I can feel this damnedable need rising." The hand on her breasts left to yank her head back again by her hair. "Where do you want it?" he demanded, "Inside or out?"
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 cunt squeezing down in just the right places to drive him mad with pleasure.

As he makes her choose, the obedient guise falls away, and she demands "Inside! Let it all out inside me!"
 
"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." Dubernay pauses. "That's not a bad plan. I have contacts in the Admiralty who could give him that posting."

Elena nodded.

"Do so. We shall prepare the ship - the prize we captured for inspection. It will have to be done anyway." She sighed. "Anything else I should know?" She asked.
 
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 cunt squeezing down in just the right places to drive him mad with pleasure.

As he makes her choose, the obedient guise falls away, and she demands "Inside! Let it all out inside me!"
With one last grunt, Vladimir slammed into the slave woman and let loose a torrent of white hot cum inside her quivering wet hole. Vladimir groaned throughout blasting her inside with his sperm; he ejaculated with a force that may-as-well have been a fire hose. Sextia may well have be forced right off his cock had he not been holding her in place.

His orgasm took what seemed like forever to subside, but after over a minute, his balls potent load diminished before ceasing entirely. He panted as he often did after a good battle, and unhooked Sextia from her restraints. His cock was still hard within her, but he carried them both to his cot where he collapsed onto it, she atop him. His massive arms wrapped around her protectively and his breathing slowed.

"Now." he growled without malice. "Think about that the next time you fail to follow my instructions. More awaits you if you do."
 
With one last grunt, Vladimir slammed into the slave woman and let loose a torrent of white hot cum inside her quivering wet hole. Vladimir groaned throughout blasting her inside with his sperm; he ejaculated with a force that may-as-well have been a fire hose. Sextia may well have be forced right off his cock had he not been holding her in place.

His orgasm took what seemed like forever to subside, but after over a minute, his balls potent load diminished before ceasing entirely. He panted as he often did after a good battle, and unhooked Sextia from her restraints. His cock was still hard within her, but he carried them both to his cot where he collapsed onto it, she atop him. His massive arms wrapped around her protectively and his breathing slowed.

"Now." he growled without malice. "Think about that the next time you fail to follow my instructions. More awaits you if you do."
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 me almost as much as I like to be punished, master."
 
"I'll get in contact, then. As for anything else, not that I can think of." She shakes her head.

Elena nodded and said her goodbyes as the woman disconnected.

She then went to check on two - now fully brainwashed Van Dorn women. After making sure of their loyalty she had them disconnected from the machine and ordered them to kneel in front of her. That was a nice change of pace.

"Tell me, how did you get the brainwashing machines?" She asked.
 
(Night!)
Aurelios gives a slight shrug. "Nothing I can think of is worth bothering a woman of your stature." He smiles charmingly.
“Very well. Then I won't take any more of your time.” Eanne smiled back. “I need to go and speak with the Emperor anyway. I am sure he will be pleased to hear how things stand.” She got up, preparing to leave.
 
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 me almost as much as I like to be punished, master."
"You will do no such thing." he grumbled and slapped her ass again with his heavy hand. "You will obey me at all times woman, and show me the proper respect! Understood?"

Her second comment troubled him deeply, not least because it rang true in his ears. He did enjoy punishing her. He enjoyed listening to her cries, and yelps, and moans, and grunts, and mewling. He enjoyed how her body quivered in fear at his touch, how her pulse quickened in terror in his presence, how her cunt wept in dread at his attention, how he drove the disrespectful words from her lungs when he fucked her, and turned her into an obedient and compliant servant!

But she couldn't possibly enjoy his attention. She couldn't enjoy being disciplined by him. She couldn't enjoy how he split her hole open with his massive cock. She couldn't enjoy how her body convulsed and spasmed when he filled her with his seed. If she did that would defeat the purpose. No, it was just her disrespectful attitude again, her defiance, her insubordination. He would break her of such things, no matter how long it took.

Clearly she needed another lesson.

His balls were sated, but his cock was still hard and he started thrusting it inside her again. His arms held her tightly in place, and he began to move with purpose. If she needed another lesson so soon then he would pulverize her pussy, so much so that she would remember what he did to her and think twice about dishonoring him again!
 
"So. We found the cause of the disappearances. What do you plan to do now?" Vizelle asked in a curious tone.
"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 bites her lip. "I've noticed the your disciples and the marines glancing at this body, or staring openly, in the same way that you did. It is a surprisingly...stimulating...experience. I think I may retain this form, and learn more about humans."
 
Elena nodded and said her goodbyes as the woman disconnected.

She then went to check on two - now fully brainwashed Van Dorn women. After making sure of their loyalty she had them disconnected from the machine and ordered them to kneel in front of her. That was a nice change of pace.

"Tell me, how did you get the brainwashing machines?" She asked.
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 explains, bowing her head.
 
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