“Yes, it is.” Eanne agreed, feeling a bit winded herself. “We could go get something to drink, if you'd like...” she offered, before adding “You're doing great so far. At this rate you will be giving me lessons before long...” She giggled.
"But you will." Elena smiled as she started pushing the syringe deeper into her breast. "As his majesty decreed~" Elena pushed the solution into Ingrid's breast.
"A drink sounds lovely. And I wouldn't be doing well if I didn't have a great teacher." She smiles, waiting for Eanne to lead the way.
"Very well. Feel free to call me when you want your payment." Vizelle grins. With not much else to do, she decides to check on Mary.
Heading down to the the cargo hold, she finds Mary, hair tattered and her scientist's jumpsuit loose in some places. The dark haired woman is silent and pensive.
“As one of my teachers once told me, even the greatest teacher can do only so much if the student does not wish to learn. Fortunately you are quite enthusiastic.” Eanne smiled as well. She led the way, not realizing that the sway of her ass was likely highly visible to the widow behind her, and brought Sitra to Eanne's quarters, then called Delphis. “What would you like to drink?” She asked her guest when the butler arrived.
"Good afternoon, how are you feeling?" Vizelle asked with a smile, using her psionics to clean Mary up.
"Enthusiastic isn't a hard thing to be around you." She chuckles. "Maybe something to rehydrate us?" Delphis nods, preparing an iced alcoholic drink.
Mary jumps a little, startled out of a deep reverie. "I'm, well..." She sighs. "Contemplating. The way this body gets aroused is primitive, and weak, but I can't deny that it's strangely appealing."
“Thank you, Delphis.” Eanne nodded to her butler after he served them the drinks. “Let him know if you would like another drink, or anything else, such as something to eat.” She took a sip of her won drink, enjoying the coolness that spread through her body. “Mmm, this is nice... So, what would you like to do after this little break? Shall we continue with the dancing, or is there anything else you would like to do?”
"Oho? So you're saying you want your arousal to be stronger?" Vizelle teased, "I can arrange that if yoh wish." She grins. "Ah, but first. Did you enjoy yourself?" She asked in a curious tone.
Sitra takes a long sip as well. "I'll follow your lead. I'm up for more if you'd like, or we can do something else."
"No, I didn't mean... Oh, you're being sarcastic." Mary looks away. "...Yes. It was a...very pleasant experience."
"Yes..." Elena hummed as she got up, just as another orgasm rocked Ingrid's body. "Enjoy my hospitality." She said as she put on her clothes and left the room. "Seal the room." She ordered the guard outside. She left to her room, to take a shower, and put herself in order. Then she made her way to the hangar, to meet the admiral.
Mary gulps. "I...yes..." She nods. "I was thinking of perhaps visiting a human world, to learn more."
The lights in the door go red, as it seals itself closed. Heading to the hangar, she sees the admiral approach, a heavily scarred man about Thrax's age, and salute her. "Sister, I wanted to congratulate you on your victory. About time someone stood up and did what was necessary."
"Then." Vizelle grins, kneeling down she locks the collar around Mary's neck. "Whenever you want to "have fun" simply come to me wearing this." She whispered.
