Several months had passed since meeting the Trixians on Sardisca. Once the Princess had taken her leave, Vespira had turned her attention to dealing with the local politicians on the planet. Once her new establishment was no longer threatened directly by the council, the Gorgonian left the planet to continue on to her next appointment. During the trip, she would make calls to various contacts to try and keep track of the Trixian fleet as they continue their search for a new planet to settle.

It was an enticing investment but the snakewoman was wary of the matter. Things went smoothly. The Princess along with her two handmaiden and personal guardians were completely enthralled. They did anything she asked without question. It could have been easy to ruin the Royal's image by showing the galaxy just how much of a whore she was. But instead, the serpent slowly wrapped her coils around her prey and earned her trust for the time being.

She had to wonder how effective the manipulation was. The machines drew out much of her knowledge and secrets and she was open with just about everything. How long her hypnotic gaze last depended on how thorough the process was and the mental strength of the prey. Usually it would last at least a day long. Telling Vespira's ship was not being seiged by a Trixian fleet must mean it lasted long enough for Octavia to be well on her way to another reach of space. The question was,. if it does wear off,. would the Princess be aware of what had happened? Perhaps only some of the commands held and others were gradually forgotten or resisted. There was no way of knowing without seeing the Trixian woman again.

Unfortunately,. contact had been lost for sometime and her spies have not spotted the fleet just yet. It would be too risky to just send long range messages or beacons to try and contact the woman again. No,. if Octavia was not attacking her,. she will have to assume she was safe for the moment. She will just have to be patient.

As the Trixian fleet continued their search,. Vespira's spies would continue their's. Any who spot the fleet would send a message on the Princess's private frequency. There would be no tricks. It would be clearly labeled as from Vespira and any scans of the message would show no viruses. The question would be if Octavia was still under the Gorgonian's spell or still trusting the alien woman to actually open the message waiting for her.

It had been several months since Octavia and her handmaidens had met Vespira on Sardisca. At that time things had gone completely the snakewoman way as she was able to dominate and control the Princess and her two handmaidens in doing acts that would have made them blush earlier to even thing about. But then they were let to go off and continue their search for a new planet for the Trixian people as if nothing had ever happened and act as though nothing had ever happened.

Octavia and her handmaidens had been on remote patrol a really long time and did not have much contact with anyone, not only her own fleet. The sector of space was very remote and there was hope that had they found a planet here that it settlable. However, as was the luck of the poor Trixians was to find iceball after iceball. There was just simply nothing in the sector to be inhabitable. The Princess sighed as she realized that their mission had failed once more and that they would have to return to civilized space to get more supplies. By now the Gorgorian's commands had become simply some sort of weird dream as was the encounters that the three women had. The only thing they had continued to do was be intimate with each other.

As the Trixian Royal Shuttle returned to civilized space, they passed by one of Vespira's spies's ship. The Trixians had no idea what the ship was and continued to head to nearest planet until they could get there supplies. It was only when Enru notices a message from Vespiria did the Trixian went to review it.

Vespira's hypnotic suggestions were made with no intention of threatening the woman's current status as a royal. She was certain the three Trixian women were bright enough to do things behind closed doors. If anythings held in their subconcious thoughts for any reasonable duration, the Gorgonian would have seen it as a success. They still remaining intimate would ensure their bodies were more aware of their sexuality and desire for more.

The message held no hostile data or viruses in it. It held both audio and video data. Playing the message revealed a dimly lit club with majority of the light focused on a walkway that led to a center stage. Further study of the environment would reveal it could also be considered a brothel. Vespira's would slowly slither down the path towards the stage. The lights reflected off her prismatic scales as she hissed softly. Music played a slow and steady beat as she began to dance on stage.

The camera focused in on the Gorgonian, the lights flickering across Enru's vision as she watched. The frequency would match what worked best when tested in the chairs previously, designed to relax and lower the Trixian's resistance while steadily stimulating the pleasure centers of her brain. The show continued, Vespira seductively swaing her body for the audience. To others who may see the video, it would just seem like a recording of a show or perhaps some sort of music video.

If Enru watched more, the music would sound louder to her but seem to phase out as a soft voice seems to sound inside her brain. The music was merely a cover as suggestions are delivered at a sub human pitch. The voice would begin with simple things, commanding her to relax and watch the pretty show playing before her. It would then suggest watching this in private with Octavia and her handmaidens. The music would feel strange, tickling her senses as if trying to arouse the Trixian guardian.

As the blonde began to move the royal shuttle in system, a message appeared on a console nearby. The Trixian was not expecting any messages from the Trixian Royal Fleet nor was she expecting a greeting message from the nearby planet's government. It looked like it was meant for Her Highness, though just to be safe Enru decided to check out the message before sending on to her.

A quick scan showed that the message did not have any viruses on it and that it was an video file. The tall handmaiden prepared to playback it back. Slowly the console screen faded as it began to play the message. The room that it appeared to be dark with the light focused on a single walkway that headed to a center stage. It was then that Vespira began to slowly slither down the walkway, light providing a prismatic display as it reflected off her . The Gorgonian began to dance as she a slow and steady beat began to play.

Enru eyes began came glued to monitor as she stopped what she was doing. If there was anyone nearby they would have seen lights dance across the blonde's face from the monitor. She looked like a deer caught in the headlights as she lost the ability to do anything else. All the blonde could do was the beautiful form swaying and dancing for the audience, even as her scales literally glittered in the spotlights that was aimed on the central stage.

The music got louder for a moment but it then died away as a seductive soft voice began to play in her head. The young handmaiden had no idea it was being delivered in a sub human pitch. Still it was then telling her to relax and enjoy the show at least at first. It soon told her to watch this with Her Highness and An. That seemed to be a great idea. The blonde handmaiden then paused the message and reached for the intercomm. "Your Highness there is a message for you. An should see it as well. I will send it to your room for your convenience."

Soon Enru had moved to the Princess's private chambers meeting up with An, the brunette handmaiden as well. "There is a message for you from Vespira. I will go ahead and play it for you."

The message was transfered over to Octavia's room where they could watch it in private and without interuption. Once the handmaiden arrived, she started the message once more. The video played, once again showing that beginning that Enru had already seen. The show played, light reflecting a colorful display off of Vespira's nearly nude form. The serpent woman wore only jewelry in the form of necklaces, bracelets, and loose fitting chain belts. As always, the alien woman loved to flaunt her scaled beauty.

As the lights played with the Trixians' senses, the music continued to mask the hidden messages being sent to the three of them. Suggestions to relax and enjoy the show played as well as the mention to play this message in private. Beyond that was further commands. Voices whispered that suggest they were feeling more and more aroused in hopes to continue stimulating their sexual needs or reignite them if necessary. The message were not exactly focused, consisting of a variety of minor commands. The three were ordered to continue their intimate relations with one another while another suggested to wear something a bit more revealing as their every day attire and uniform.

The first message was a test to see how effective this form of hypnosis was. Towards the end of the show, Vespira would look at the camera and give a seductive smirk to her audience. The voices continued to whisper how their mistress adored them and reminded them of how good it felt feeling Vespira's hard unrelenting cock inside their twitching bodies. The variety of commands whispered over and over again, seeking to enter their subconcious thought where they would act upon them without thinking on it much. The show would end with Vespira leaving the stage and mentioning a frequency to reply to should the Princess wish to contact her helpful Mistress.

The monitor flickered for the life for Octavia and her two handmaidens, with in moments it became clear that it was Vespira on the screen. The video showed off the beauty of the Gorgonian as the light reflected off her scales. The snake woman was completely nude except for her bracelets, belts made out of chain, and jewelry that only reflected like her scales did in the light that seemed to be only focused on her.

The poor Trixians could only watch as they were awash in the lights and the sound of the show. Slowly in their heads the young woman the music began to fade away as suggestions began to flow in their head. Slowly the young women could feel there bodies slowly becoming more and more aroused as the suggestions went on. Soon the voices told the women to simply where something a bit more intimate. Soon the message changed as Vespira looked towards them and gave them a very seductive smile. The voice told them how much Vespira adored them. Already An and Enru began to move as if the Vespira was thrusting into the handmaidens even though there was no one there. Only Octavia did not move not until the end of the show anyways.

The Princess slowly stood up and addressed her handmaidens, I must send a message to the Mistress, this may take a while. Until then why don't you get dressed in something more comfortable and watch the video again. I will return soon enough. With that the Trixian royal left the room leaving her handmaidens to their own devices as she headed up to the bridge. Once she was on the bridge she began to send a message to her Mistress.

The three had no one watching them but they acted accordingly. Vespira would no doubt be pleased if she knew how quickly the Trixians remembered their orders. The two handmaidens were already rocking their hips, grinding against the cock they were imagining in their minds. Octavia was the only one maintaining some form of composure, giving her orders before leaving to write a reply to this message.

The frequency was that to the passing ship that slipped her the note. Being so far out, it was possible that Vespira was not within range of direct contact. Any message sent to the frequency would be carried and forwarded to the Gorgonian's current location. There were no orders of changing course. It was merely a test to see if a reply would be sent back. Vespira would certainly be curious to hear what the Royal had to say about her little video. An and Enru would follow the orders given, changing attire and watching the hypnotic video again. With how they rocked their thighs and the soft moans escaping their throats, it was very possible they truly felt Mistress's cock inside them.

The two handmaidens returned to their rooms briefly to change into much more revealing and alluring outfits. The two handmaidens returned silently to Octavia room to watch the video. Slowly the two sat down on the bed and watched the video. As they did so they began to rock and buck as they did so, the two handmaidens moaned softly as if they were being pleasured by their Mistress right now.

Octavia began to sending a message to the frequency that was provided, not realizing it would only go to the passing ship and be forwarded to her again. Greetings, Mistress. It was good to here from you again. I was very pleased that to receive your message as I have not talked to you in a while. Perhaps we can meet again. I would look forward to it. I am sending our coordinates for your convenience. I miss you, Mistress.

The Princess sent her message and the ship forwarded as far as possible before another ship transfered it to Vespira's location. The Gorgonian would have just finished her bath and was drying herself off when a message appeared on a nearby console. Seeing who it was from, the alien woman slithered closer as a smile spread across her face. It seemed her scouts have found the wandering Trixians. Furthermore, Octavia had sent her a message. It was time to see some results from her previous encounter.

The message was short, perhaps for the best due to how far the message had to travel. Being referred to as Mistress was certainly a good sign. The Royal seemed unaware that she was still being manipulated and bore no hostile feelings. It could be an elaborate ruse but Vespira did not really sense that in this particular woman. Despite being a future leader of people, the Princess was a rather trusting and naive woman. That made her perfect for establishing a foothold on the Trixian species.

Octavia would have over a day before she would expect to hear anything further from her Mistress. Getting those coordinates would allow the scout ships to line up better for faster transfers of information. Vespira also needed some time to prepare a proper response. With the Royal replying to her previous message, needing a cover of one of her shows would no longer be required. The connection was made now it was a matter of figuring where to take things from here.

The Princess would have time to spend with her Handmaidens while the ship continued on its course. Once the ship had arrived at its next destination, another message would arrive. Once more, the message held no viruses though it had one attachment. The message was locked with one of Octavia's passcodes that Vespira learned from her during the brainwashing and interrogation back on Sardisca. That will hopefully deter too much prying from anyone the message was not meant for. This message was in text this time.

'Princess Octavia,
It pleases me greatly to receive your reply. You are far from civilization it seems. Perhaps when you return to supply, we can make further contact. Until then, please accept my gift until we can meet in person once again.'

Clicking the attachment would turn her console screen into a hypnotic display of swirling colors. The effect would be far more powerful than the video before, the colors boring directly into the Royal's brain as soft whipers once again sound inside her head. 'You are a slave. You are a slave. Mistress shall rule. Mistress shall rule. You cannot resist.' The phrases repeated over and over again, seemingly growing louder each time Octavia lowered her defenses a bit more. As it grew louder, the words would vibrate through her being, sending tingling waves of pleasure and heat through her body. The sensations would linger over her more sensitive places, stimulating the slave the more she gave into the hypnotic display. 'Submitting feels good. You want to feel good. Pleasure yourself as you repeat these words. You are a slave. You are a slave. Mistress shall rule. Mistress shall rule. You cannot resist.' The attachment would play for an hour before deleting itself from the message, leaving the Royal's body and mind tingling from the sudden mental assault.

Octavia returned back to her handmaidens who were now very aroused after seeing the original message over and over again. The two women immediately pulled the Princess down on her own bed as they began to pleasure their royal. Slowly but surely the three women began to remove their clothing as they were caught up in an orgy that would last hours. They would get some sleep before they saw the message again and proceeded with a second orgy.

It was in the middle of the this orgy that the second message had come up. An was wearing a strap on and was thrusting into the beautiful princess. Even as she was doing so, Octavia was pleasuring her blonde handmaiden with her tongue. The two handmaiden bucked and moved their bodies in perfect symmetry with each other. The message beep wildly, however, it was not until Octavia had come down from her latest orgasm that she noticed the message.

The pink haired princess soon sat up and dismissed her handmaidens to go back their duty as the ship had soon arrived at Ussa. It was a small colony on the outskirts of the civilized space. The message would now be readable to the Princess. The computer stated although the message had an attachment it was free of viruses. The Trixian royal immediately opened it up for own inspection.

The Princess was a tad disappointed to see it was a text message. It still gave her the offer future contact with her Mistress again as soon as she sent a message from Ussa. The young woman listen intently as she realized all she had to do was make contact once more. She immediately decided to look at the attachment to see what it contain.

Almost instantly the young woman found herself awash in a sea of dazzling colors. Her mind was quickly lost as she heard the whispers of her Mistress in her head. It told her that she was a slave and that she must obey her Mistress. The young royal moaned as she moved back to her bed. She could feel her body wanting more and more stimulation as the voice get louder. Her willpower faded as she began to massage her own breasts with her hands. The young woman moan as she continued to look at the display. Soon the pink haired woman began to move her hand down to play with her clit briefly before she began to play with her own royal sex. The moans became louder and louder as the she felt the pleasure building into her. For an entire hour, the young woman found herself in sexual bliss as she drover herself into a few orgasms.

The first message did not delete itself as it was masked with Vespira's show in one of her many clubs. Little did the Gorgonian know that the Trixian women would continue to watch that video over and over again like they were obsessed fans. Still, if the slaves were willingly watching the message multiple times and let it further weaken their wills, it would just make the process go more smoothly when the two parties finally meet again.

As per the message's reminder of their orders, the three women embraced their sexual desires and were soon fucking like rabbits. Their moans echoed inside the Princess's chamber. It seemed during these encounters, the Princess was not the dominant authority as she allowed herself to be taken from behind by one of her own servants while she pleasured the other with her tongue. Perhaps the focus is on making Octavia more proficient in both accepting and giving pleasure to be better prepared for Vespira in the future.

Octavia read the second message in private. Her Mistress was looking forward to meeting her again. How much longer would it take for their current route to bring her back into an area of space that Vespira could reach? The attachment on the message turned itself off after the hour ran out but the damage was already done. The Princess was masturbating there on her bed, staring at the screen longingly as if hoping something else would appear to enthrall her further. But for now, that was all she would receive from Vespira until another message was sent. A record frequency was provided should the Royal wish to send a response to her Mistress.

Octavia suddenly let out a loud cry as she found herself caught up in an intense orgasm. The young Trixian was left on the bed panting as the attachment ended. The attachment then when through the process of deleting itself as it was designed. As the pink haired princess slowly began to sit up, all she would see is a blank screen on her wall. The young woman slowly went to the shower and cleaned herself up.

Later a refreshed Trixian returned to her console and began to prepare a message for Vespira. She was wearing her regal dress as she responded.

Greetings, Mistress.

I wanted to let you know that I received your message and that I am excited to see you. My shuttle is arriving on the planet of Ussa to take on the supplies. I am sure it will take us a while to find all the supplies we need so I am sending you the spaceport we can be found at. I look forward to meeting you soon.

Love, Octavia.

Within a day, Vespira received her reply. Once more, her slave was calling her by title. Her scouts would also confirm that Octavia's ship had entered port as the planet Ussa. Ussa was a planet of little significance. It had a few colonies but nothing beyond that. The Gorgonian had yet to spread her influence to such a place and it would be little when she did, perhaps a bar or two for each colony. It would even be a possible home planet for the Trixians if they were not so picky about dealing or removing the inhabitants. But such limitations ensured that the Royals were spread thin across the galaxy.

It would take a several days for her cruiser to reach the far ends of civilized space. During the trip, more messages would be sent to the Trixian Princess. There were a few more experiments she wanted to test but she decided it was safer if she was present should things go wrong. For now, the messages would inform her pet that she was coming to see her. Attachments would provide pictures and patterns of Trixian attire with alterations. Nearly all her dresses and gowns would be more form fitting and more accessible with either shorter skirts or skirts with a split down the sides. It still bore the proper colors of her house and race but now seemed to accentuate Octavia's lovely form. Patterns for personel including her handmaidens included alternate forms of their uniform. The message asked for feedback and thoughts. But whether she chose to approve them or not did not change that the message included orders to go without any undergarments. The same for her handmaidens.

Several days later, Octavia's ship would detect Vespira's cruiser approaching the planet. Vespira would wait to see what the Princess does. If the woman was still on the planet's surface, she may ignore the flagship and take a shuttle down to Ussa.

Octavia soon got the the message that that she was waiting for the message for the young Princess. The royal opened what was the first of several messages being sent to her from the Mistress. It informed the pink haired princess that the Mistress was coming to seen her soon. The message also contained another attachment as would the messages to come. Each provided pictures of her many Trixian styles with alterations. Each of the dresses and gowns shown seemed to have shorter dresses or long dresses with splits down the sides. They were all white and pink in keeping with her status as a Royal Trixian, however the outfits were much slimmer. It was clear that that Octavia's curves would be quite easily seen through the dresses. The Princess sent back her opinions about her outfits, which she liked which she did not like. The exchange of messages continued until the day that Mistress was to arrive.

It was the as the Mistress's shuttle began its descent to the planet's surface, that Octavia got ready for the arrival of Vespira. The pink haired princess had dressed in a strapless pink dress that hugged her body. As requested it had a split down either side. Her handmaidens wore the leotards that was their uniforms minus their capes. Still as they were instructed, none of the Trixians were wearing undergarments.

Replies returned more quickly the closer the ship got to their destination. The Princess seemed more than willing to discuss various matters while still providing her own opinion. This was good as the Gorgonian did not want to reduce the Royal to a mindless drone. As long as the woman obeyed, further brainwashing would not be required.

With no contact from Octavia from the ship, Vespira was forced to take a shuttle down to the coordinates mentioned in one of the many messages. The Gorgonian was uncertain what to expect waiting for her down in the colony. The snakewoman wore some of her best jewelry to further accentuate her scaled curves and voluptuous body. Guards were on the ship but they would not be following Vespira. Despite being a dangerous crime lord, the confident alien woman was more than willing to explore alone without any protection. As she waited for the ship to land, she was still considering how to deal with more of the Trixian people. Octavia's sister as well as any other nobility would need to be wrapped around her finger if she was to make progress in the future. But unfortunately, she only has three guinea pigs that have already been thoroughly tested so far.

The shuttle landed and opened, allowing the scaled beauty to slither out and take in the colony around her. Her forked tongue flicked out, tasting the air and frowning slightly. This place was hardly worthy of her presence but there was no telling when Octavia's ship will be closer to her bases of operation. Vespira searched for the Princess's shuttle and hopefully the Royal woman herself. Once she sees either, the Gorgonian would slither towards her waiting prey.