Eanne hears low moans before the cell door is even open, and when it does, she sees that her choice of torture has proven effective. Zakira sits covered in sweat, and flushed, juices running readily down her legs. "W-Well hello, there..." She breathes, trying to maintain an air of playfulness.
"You...ugh..." Zakira moans. "I'm not...gonna break...that easy..." She breathes.
Her room is well guarded, and she isn't disturbed as she sleeps.
Thanks to the restful sleep the next day Eanne felt relaxed and ready to get to work. First she checked if there were any messages for her, then ordered to have breakfast prepared and brought to her quarters. While waiting she considered her next move. I should order a full check of the ships we have here in case something was sabotaged, whether by Zakira or by someone else. Then we should make sure we are fully supplied: fuel, food, weapons and ammo, medical supplies... everything, just in case. After that... it might be a good idea to try and find out more about Zakira and how she got here. If she arrived using her own ship we might be able to find something there – if we can locate it.
Vladimir's eyes followed Admiral Atrax's ass as she walked away and his cock throbbed in need of attention as a result. He ignored it and returned to his task, but his iron hard dick would not diminish. Once he'd finished polishing his armor, he sat on the cold floor or his room and attempted to calm himself. That didn't work either, when his eyes shut all he saw was Atrax's impressive bust and her curvaceous backside. When the call came that the fleet was approaching Lars III he donned his armor once again and set out for the hanger bay.
Lorena smirks. "I'd say I'd be providing a vital service. Plus, I can't say I dislike the thought of having a monopoly."
A servant enters the room, and after a guard tastes some of the food, Eanne is able to have breakfast. She's also handed a report, stating that no signs of sabotage were discovered. Zakira managed to sneak aboard the ship using a speeder, which has since been impounded.
After what seems like an eternity of longing, Vladimir finally hears the klaxons sound, as the Nightfall Fleet reaches its destination. On his way to the hangar, Lord Noctis is able to look out of one of the observation windows, and outside, he sees the planet of Lars III.
After breakfast, Eanne gets to see the speeder, which now rests in the hangar.
"Indeed, as long as those men are aware that if they harm my girls, they'll die." Lorena shrugs. "Deal."
"Sett!" Lorena claps her hands, and the pink haired courtesan reenters the room. "Our guest needs tending to." Sett grins, striding over to Vizelle. "I hope I'm to your satisfaction?" She smirks, sitting down next to the sorceress, her hands beginning to roam.