She squirmed and writhed face down on the mattress with Ania positioned above the avian vixen, sampling the merchandise aboard the Gensou thoroughly for several hours to come though for better or for worse, that one caught her interest more than anyone else. Inbetween assignments not much else could provide the same measures of entertainment and given the intriguing nature of her female companion she couldn't help but sate her undying thirst for pleasure.

Any precise recollection on how many times they'd gotten off had long since been drowned out by the blissed out whimpers derived from their mutual fondness, causing the addled mind of her at least temporary Mistress to consider keeping the feathery bed warmer to herself until the nearby intercom sprung to life and ordered her to the Captain.

Orm Embar wasn't much of a hassle to deal with aside from the fact that her draconic employer had the worst sense of timing, interrupting her in the sweetest of moments and yet when she arrived in his personal quarters he'd given Ania a portable data device which detailed an assortment of jewelry from a long since forgotten hegemony, better known as the Cardonian Hearts not because of their shape, but due to their magnificient ruby coloration and their symbolic meaning as the actual hearts of each of the seven monarchs who supposedly forged them with their own flesh.

"You wanted me to let you know as soon as something became available, here it is." He clarified upon seeing her cock an eyebrow while skimming through the available information. "You'll find the task to be relatively simple, the details are found below the rather lengthy history lesson."

She glanced up at him for a moment. "Why not send Sterling? She could use the practice."

"They told me to find somebody better than whoever came to mind and I don't think sending a human to retrieve them would be wise considering what you'll be up against."

She paused. "How much?"

"More than you've earned last time."

"You're paying too much attention to my finances, Orm." She remarked with a grin, looking over the records thoroughly. It would be risky simply because she had to arrive unarmed, moving between crime lords within the domain of a renowned slaver and brothel owner, but the payment had been nothing to sneeze at when her azure eyes laid themselves on the promised amount of credits. "Let them know it'll be taken care of, but don't mention my name."

"As always." When you're a famous thief, you're doing something wrong and neither of them wanted to draw any more attention that necessary.

Luckily the desired gemstones and an opportunity to steal them rather easily presented itself in not more than a few days time, an opportunity she sought to seize in spite of venturing straight into the fiery pit should anything go wrong. Vespira was throwing a party for the financially blessed of society in a nearby system, picking up any attendees on the ground before heading into orbit, circling the planet while the festivities commenced as to allow them to partake of the extravagant swirl of colors in the upper atmosphere.

Ania subsequently arrived on the scene a few days later, admittedly exhilarated amidst the great many wealthy individuals who didn't seem to cast her any suspicious glances as much as they were intrigued by the never before seen temptress in their ranks.

Lush lavender lips were shrouded by a purple lipstick of darker hue, accentuating their sensual frames even further while they glistened faintly in the dim light of the evening, not making any secret of her admirable charms which the voluptuous huntress proceeded to flaunt as though presenting herself in such an alluring manner wasn't more than an everyday occurance.

She had been enveloped by a charming single piece dress in pitch black, perfectly complementing the abundance of shiny black hair falling flat over her back, the chest portion of which strained to contain the voluminous twin sisters of heavy jugs partially hidden underneath and henceforth rendered the fabric around her form skintight. Furthermore the upper portions of her breasts were barely concealed, bestowing unto any prying eyes the lavish expanse of her cleavage, downright luring them in whenever they passed by.

A deep blue sapphire bound to a small chain rested amidst the valley of her cleavage, meant to deliberately draw the attention of those around her, serving as merely another enhancement to her generous bosom. Fastened around her neck had been a brilliant silver necklace to which the gemstome was attached, rounding off the beautification of her gorgeous features for wearing any piercings in the elegant fins which made up her ears would've been an immensely painful procedure.

Her chosen garment remained snug around her waspish midriff, snuggling up against her toned abdomen which nonetheless retained a distinct measure of feminity while further along her body the cloth suddenly parted and left the sides of her legs exposed to the naked eye, concealing only the most private portions of her lower body yet descending all the way to her ankles. A minor cutout served to accommodate her tail without giving too much of her shapely hindquarters away.

Hips and waist were in stark contrast to one another, the former delightfully substantial and begging to be touched whereas the latter held measurements most women could only dream of, granting Ania an extraordinarily curvaceous figure.

Her exposed feminine thighs were graced by an opulent thickness, the silken skin seemingly more sublime flesh than muscle alone though given her continuous workouts her limbs rarely jiggled, the shifting cloth upon her backside on the other hand gave rise to an enticingly slim tanga with each and every sensual step to those lucky enough to see it, her ample butt revealed to them in fleeting glimpses while the exotic beauty moved about effortlessly.

The cherries on top had been raven colored thigh highs which adorned her athletic legs in addition to specifically crafted velvety gloves which embraced each of her eight tentacles, the supple appendages intertwined with one another in a more or less dormant posture.

Upon dealing with the reception the beautiful seductress emerged from the entrance and indulged in the flamboyant interior of the grand hall where the events were going to take place, uncertain as to how Vespira tended to celebrate though the present decor had been equally reminiscient of night clubs and noble festivities, spotting chandeliers and dance poles in the same spacious lounge which certainly wouldn't serve the purpose of having people seated solely for digesting their meals.

Among the displayed riches were priceless artwork and other acquisitions throughout her lifetime she deemed appropriate to show off, quite possibly a collector at heart judging by the sheer plethora of formidable objects which lined the surrounding walls.

Ania never participated in anything remotely extraordinary before and slithered through the masses gracefully in search of anything to drink, avoiding eye contact along the way unless somebody else initiated it first, preparing herself for the moments to come prior to shuffling toward the spiral staircase nearby, leading to an elevated portion of the area where a few other guests resided and from which one could lay eyes on the whole environment.

She leaned up against the railing casually, barely bending over in the process which offered any bypassers the alluring contours of her rump as the tantalizing flesh molded itself against her gown from below.

Slow and generally inconspicuous were her glances at the premises, studying them from afar. Several smaller rooms laid adjacent to the main hall, certainly worth investigating because for the time being Ania hadn't seen anything remotely akin to her objective.

Now her only concern would be finding the precious artefacts ..

No expenses were spared in preparation of this party. The cruiser had both lavish appeal while still be well equipped to fight off any fool who sought to end the lives of so many high class criminals and politicians. She paid the planet's to ensure the orbit around the nebula were clear so nothing would come between the ship and the gorgeous view. Various paintings of a lewd and sexual nature were attached along the walls while various vases and urns from countless civilizations and craftsman sat upon pieces of furniture that were there only for the visuals.

There were a few display items hidden behind thick glass, revealing jewels that Vespira herself saw fitting to place there. They were scattered about the main dining hall and throughout the ship though most would be left unseen due to the party being confined to the hall and a few rooms beyond that. The tables were mostly clear of anything too lavish. The dishes and eating utensils were made from golds and silvers but were otherwise there for eating and were perhaps the least expensive (and least fragile) items around. This allowed the tables to be used for the many female servants that were attending the party.

Majority of them were humans as that was the current taste of most of those attending. They wore tight fitting maid's outfits. Their skirts were just short enough to hide their lacy undergarments while giving a slight glimpse whenever one bent over to pour drinks or offer trays of food. Such motions also revealed the lush valley of cleavage that their corsets further accentuate. Alien females of various colors and attires would provide more visual and vocal entertainment as they swayed sensually, their voices filled the rooms with their lovely songs. The party had only just got into orbit and the familiar sounds of human moans could be heard as a few maids were already picked to rise and fall upon the cocks of various rich guests.

Everything was not spent on just visuals though as security was indeed important. Many come here to trade information and make their shady deals with other upper class leaders. It would ruin Vespira's reputation if she did not ensure the safety of the ship and her belongings. Saurian guards watched over the entrances and over the party while others patrolled the halls and rooms. The hulking lizardman were smart enough to accept simple orders and were incapable of speaking galactic common. They let their claws and weapons do the talking if such was necessary. Their thick scales provided the creatures plenty of protection from small arms fire, a good enough excuse to keep those attending the party on their best behavior. Anyone wanting to disturb the peace would be a direct offense against Vespira herself and she would take such insults very personal.

The part went on for hours before things quieted down. The doors opened revealing the scaled mistress as she slithered slowly into the large hall. The Gorgonian was wearing very little actual clothing beyond faintly opaque sashes that were wrapped around her arms and torso, trailing behind in her wake. Lavish amounts of jewels adorned Vespira's body in the form of various rings, bracelets, and necklaces. Priceless diamonds pooled between her large firm breasts which brought everyone's vision to the glimmering jewel socketed pasties that covered the woman's nipples. The jewels were specially made from Vespira's own prismatic scales, sparkling with multicolored light that were just a hypnotic and alluring as the body they came from.

A jeweled belt hung loosely around the Gorgonian's waist. Vespira smirked as she took in the crowd of eyes gazing upon her. The bright lights of the hall ensured that no one was spared from the soothing glimmer of her scales. Every slither, every sway of those wide hips sent a different colorful display into the eyes of Vespira's viewers. With the nebula as the woman's background, it was apparent which was more radiant to the audience. The way her body swayed, it was like watching a dream or a mirage glide about the room.

Vespira stopped before everyone. "Thank you for coming," she hissed softly, "Please, many of you know how thiss workss by now. Eat, drink, and enjoy the pleasures of my wealth and company." A short and sweet introduction before the Gorgonian slithered to mingle with the various factions attending the party.

Restraint alone would've been a colossal understatement in regards to her state of mind in the middle of the great many delightful scenes which unfolded over the course of the party, enchanting human slaves riding the cocks of their rather plentiful takers, filling the premises with the impassioned sounds of their joining and the undiluted scent of alcohol and sex in the continuous passing of drinks and girls, both of which had been beyond rich in both quality and quantity.

However, in spite of having an unusually high sex drive Ania set out to pursue her true objective, scanning the rooms and security measures along the way, blending in with the masses in her role as merely another attendee albeit a charming one whose interests didn't lie with the women nor the booze.

Muscular lizardmen served as security personnel and generally steered clear of the wealthy guests, lining the entrances while a good portion of them had been patrolling seemingly predetermined patrol routes, rendering her endeavors to succeed here far more difficult, but not yet impossible in the grand scheme of things. Appearances meant little to nothing considering that the tallest of them would simply fall harder and despite their blatant physical prowess Ania doubted many of them could even hope to compare to the huntress in the field of battle. Her limbs were almost entirely composed of pure muscle and her extraordinary abilities allowed the blue skinned temptress to reshape them at a whim, whether large and soft as butter or thin and powerful enough to puncture metallic alloys where not even their highly resistant scales were going to protect them from harm.

Ultimately her azure eyes observed the desired gemstones in an adjacent room, all seven of them protected by thick glass and ripe for the picking. Thankfully they resided far from the main bulk of the crowd with less security in the immediate area, granting her a few extra seconds in the event that anyone tried to steal the precious collection. In the ceiling appeared to be some sort of opening, a sealed hatch which may or may not lead into the ventilation system and would serve as an ideal escape route.

In the end waiting for the party to be in full swing would be beneficial rather than remaining behind for the duration of the festivities, vanishing in the haze of drunken bliss and the recurring orgy theme which many of the guests hadn't seemed to mind. Therefore Ania leaned back, returning to her former lookout above the remainder of the ongoing events, letting one of the maids pour her another glass of champagne before sending her away.

Hours passed and the predatory alien observed the circumstances gradually change in her favor, the breathtaking phenomenon soon visible through the great many view windows although nothing could've prepared Ania for the spectacle that followed.

Another set of doors leading into the lounge suddenly opened and therein lingered a serpentine beauty shaped like a curvaceous Goddess, her presence alone altering the overall mood in her surroundings while her alluring body slithered forth, emanating radiant bliss throughout her every graceful motion. Not even nature could compete with perfection for when they had to decide between granting either her or the nebula their fullest dedication, the obvious response would've been to admire their host.

Everyone in the room had been drawn in and Ania was no exception, gawking in admiration of her bodily riches rather than the lavish display of wealth upon her frame, a drunken stupor threatening to overwhelm her senses for watching the mind numbing swirl of colors couldn't have been any more soothing and relaxing. She found herself entranced in the effortless performance, merely drawing upon her natural blessings and nothing could ever hope to exceed the liquid delight pulsing through her veins, not until she spoke and every word oozing from her sensual lips ended up dulling her thoughts further until an already addled mind had been willing to submit to Vespira entirely, bestowing unto her the compulsion to descend along the staircase and meet the one whose extraordinary appearance blinded her in the sweetest of ways, right until another guest of the same mindset accidentally nudged a nearby table and shook her out of the ravishing hypnosis.

"I can't forget why I'm here." In hopes of heeding her own warnings the alien female averted her eyes and proceeded to return to the side room which contained the treasured jewelry, pondering on the most feasible escape plan. Several escape pods were aboard the vessel, the layout of the cruiser embedded in her mind in spite of how difficult obtaining the blueprints had been, many of which weren't far should the thief succeed in fleeing the scene of the crime swiftly through the ventilation system.

She glanced at the nearby lizardmen, then back at her object of desire. Just another moment and Ania would strike.

Ania had nearly fallen under Vespira's spell already. But, her resistance meant being away from the crowds making the Lympha more noticeable. Of course, Vespira's tongue could taste a unique scent in the air, a rare species had decided to join her party. It slightly annoyed her that said guest had not come to introduce his or herself yet. The Gorgonian would whisper something to one of her slaves who would nod and spread the word to the others. While most treated their slaves as mere sexual objects, Vespira found servants to be very effective eyes and ears. They noted who was moving around alone and spread the word to the other slaves until they reached Vespira's ears. Being alone did not necessarily mean anything but if said person was the newcomer, Vespira wanted to know.

After a short while of speaking with the others, the Gorgonian excused herself and proceeded out of the hall. There were many side rooms where people could speak privately while admiring her artwork. Of course, the rooms had hidden cameras watching over the priceless jewels and artifacts. Vespira naturally went to the room with the most priceless of items first. The doors hissed open as the serpent Goddess slowly slithered inside. The Gorgonian's hips swayed seductively from side to side, the lights glimmering off her scales and into Ania's eyes. She had barely resisted this gorgeous being before but now they were alone together, no distractions in sight.

Vespira's eyes were on Ania, drawing the woman's eyes deeper into her hypnotic vision while color sparkles of light continued to soothe and erode her resistance. The Gorgonian slithered closer and closer until the taller creature was gazing down into Ania's eyes, boring deeper into her psyche. "Ssuch a beautiful creature," she hissed softly, "Tell me... Who are you and what are you called? Why did you not come to introduce yoursself? I certain the others would have loved to meet such a lovely form ssuch as yoursself. Why are you wandering here alone?"

The alien woman reached and gently stroked Ania's cheek as she began to slowly slither around the woman. Her eyes would never leave Ania's, goading her to turn her body slowly around and around, making the world spin while gazing into the only constant in front of her, those alluring eyes. The more Vespira circled around, the more those powerful coils would wrap around Ania's lovely body like a snake trapping a terrified mouse.

Naturally retrieving the jewels without any preparation would've been a mistake, even seeing them within reach didn't change the risk of stealing them without arranging for a distraction beforehand. Influencing the crowd by pouring aphrodisiac into the source of their drinks before they were handed out would serve ideally, invigorating the guests which had eyes for their host alone and would undoubtedly be far too eager to bed with her in order to care for any measure of restraint, hopefully causing trouble which occupied the guards and allowed for a clean escape, but before Ania even remotely carried out her plan the doors hissed open, dark and foreboding in the sense that their sound alone gave away the one who entered, causing her to spin around only to halt fully in delighted admiration.

Vespira had been an incredibly sublime specimen of womanly luxuriance whose formidable stature made her the single feasible embodiment of pure temptation in the flesh, virtually dripping sensuality with each and every unadulterated sway of her hips which blatantly gathered the attention of her audience of one, drowning out even the slightest ounce of noise from the outside all throughout her seductive display for the only necessary tune for either of them had been generated by her rhythmic motions. Shimmers the likes of which she'd never seen blinded the blue skinned beauty in their midst, but rather than discomforting the female attendee they were wonderfully pleasing to the eye, soothing to the point of alarming the huntress and yet nothing compelled her to resist someone as exquisite as the prominent snake mistress.

Ania spent a great deal of her unforeseen arrival undressing the serpentine noblewoman mentally in an elongated stare until the radiant gleam of her eyes lured her in, slowly drilling into the farthest recesses of her mind where the resulting bliss had taken root and begun to spread like wildfire. She lacked any mental defenses and couldn't even fully comprehend the gravity of the situation, entranced by their unbroken eye contact which gradually usurped the newcomer in her ranks, leaving little doubt in terms of her efficiency. Her lush purple lips parted mildly seeing her host close the distance between them and forcing her into submission with utmost ease, pitifully clinging to the remnants of her senses without even realising the bombardment of sensations which her psyche absorbed wholeheartedly.

"You flatter me .. I am Ania, born on the world of Lympha, you may refer to my species as Lympha as well for the lack of a better term, we haven't been spacefaring for long and aren't known in many corners of the galaxy .." She struggled with the effect of her hypnotic stare subconsciously, showing her careful choice of words through subtle hesitation only someone with particularly good ears would pick up on. "You needn't introduce yourself, Vespira, of course everyone attending your party should know the host by name."

She paused briefly, mulling over the numerous questions with an ever waning smile, evaporating beneath her relentless hypnosis. "Wandering around alone has the benefit of meeting you all by yourself. Your stellar beauty cannot possibly be put into words and with your great many admirers I figured that only those daring enough to break the mold would truly be worthy of your presence and attention, wouldn't you agree?" It became harder to form any coherent thought, truly nobody could ever compare to the charming serpent.

"You have extraordinary eyes." Her bright blue pupils dilate under the loving caress of the alien female, committing herself wholly to remain immersed in her brilliance and turning with Vespira in accordance to her movements around the mesmerized vixen, either unable or unwilling to move her muscles freely as the enticing reptilian body gradually encompassed her own, her tail casually swishing back and forth in growing excitement. Unlike a mouse, however, the hunted willingly succumbed to the whims of the hunter, never seeing the trap for what it truly was.

"Oh? Do I? Please... Tell me more..." Vespira hissed. Ania's answer certainly pleased her. The Gorgonian wanted nothing more to have this beautiful Lympha alone in her grasp. "You have my attention, Ania," she continued, coils slowly tightening around the enthralled woman. The rough scales that made her snake half dragged slowly back and forth over Ania's form like countless little fingers. They stroked across Ania's legs and thighs as well as her now contained tail. With the Lympha trapped in her coils, the serpent woman gazed down at her prey, casually lifting the woman's chin so that she could continue looking into those extraordinary eyes.

"Is that why you have joined my little party?" Vespira asked, "Jusst to ssee me? How flattering... But, what have you come to offer me, hmm? Your daring actss will only carry you sso far. Many others sseek my presence. What allows you sstand above the others?" The coils continued to slide back and forth. Vespira could feel the toned muscles of her prey. This woman was indeed athletic as well as beautiful. But strong powerful muscles were nothing before the gaze of a Gorgonian.

"Mmm... Perhapss I should keep you for mysself..." Vespira teased. Tendrils slithered from her body and proceeded to explore more of the woman trapped within her coils. "I would enjoy having ssomeone like you on dissplay at my sside." The Gorgonian admired the Lympha. She loved how those eyes dilate at the sight of her. This blue skinned woman was falling deep under her spell. Vespira loved this longing attention she was receiving. Tendrils slithed over Ania's body, feeling the curves and muscles while others wrapped slowly around those plump breasts. "Would you like thiss?" she asked, "Don't you want to be at my beck and call? To have my undivided attention at all times?"

Vespira asked for additional praise and Ania couldn't resist providing her with further insights on her loving perception of the female serpent, slowly falling victim to the spell bestowed unto her by the unyielding stare of her eyes. "Your eyes are the most beautiful topazes I have ever seen .. What an incredible sight to behold .." She lulled the azure temptress into a heavenly shroud of comfort, flashes of breathtaking colors sapping any remaining resolve from her voluptuous frame. "I could gaze into them all day and never grow tired of them."

Tentacles explored her body, stumbling across refined muscles and alluring flesh positioned in all the right places, enveloping her lower body wholly whereupon an enticed gasp had been torn from her lungs, her tail unusually sensitive to the touch whereby the Gorgonian might've picked up on the hint of sexual pleasure beneath the sweet sound, not that stimulation alone could hope to distract the Lympha any longer. "Stories alone cannot do your beauty justice, I had to see it for myself." She lied, of course, the hypnosis filling her mind with thoughts which made pursuing her former task an unbeatable challenge. "I possess a great many talents you may not see straight away .. I could show you everything I have to offer if you let me, but of course they're nothing compared to your own." Yet her comments were in earnest, pure devotion contained within her every spoken word and willing stance which hadn't changed any despite her waning control over herself and the environment.

"Keep me for .. yourself .." Her mind could barely contemplate her proposal with clarity, battling with the knowledge of why she came here in the first place. Ania inhaled sharply upon feeling the tender touch bestowed unto her bountiful pillowy breasts, the ripe masses of tit flesh susceptible to even the slightest degrees of pressure whereas the welcome embrace from the outside gradually shifted the surrounding fabric and threatened to extract the heavy jugs from their narrow prison. Already the subtle friction sweeping over their marvellous expanse had caused the cherries underneath to harden, visibly engorged with blood as they strained the garment from below and were clearly visible to any bystander, their coloration a deeper blue than the remainder of her formidable body.

"Yes .. Yes, please .. Nothing could give me more pleasure." Solely Vespira existed in her world, literally having eyes for nobody else. Utter submission and servitude would allow the former huntress turned slave to remain by the side of the most precious serpentine beauty to ever exist, to bask in her presence and have her attention for many years to come. It sounded like a dream come true, having the privilege of serving the lovely snake woman with every fibre of her being, all the while dismissing any thought of completing her objective here until there no longer existed any malicious intent whatsoever. She would be her mistress from now on, the greatest gift to ever receive in a lifetime and disregarding such an achievement would simply be unforgiveable. "I'm all yours."

"Yess..." she whispered softly as she leaned in closer, "All mine..." Vespira kissed Ania's lips. Her forked slithered deep into the alien woman's mouth, tasting her new toy as the flexible muscle wrapped around the Lympha's tongue. Tendrils continued to play with the tail, wrapping around much of it and stroking it while the tip played with the very end of the sensitive appendage. "Mmm..." Vespira enjoyed the thrill of dominance and this gorgeous creature melted before her gaze like warm butter.

It took much to resist conquering this beauty right here and now. Vespira's cock pulsed and throbbed inside her sheathe, oozing precum as she desired nothing more than to fill this Lympha with her seed. But no, the Gorgonian had better plans for this one. Vespira broke the kiss and slowly uncoiled herself from the blue skinned alien. "I would love to have your right now and see all you have to offer me, Ania," she whispered, "But, my guestss are waiting. Come, you will ssit at my sside as promissed."

The Gorganian would take hold of some of the long tendrils that made up Ania's hand and lead her out of the room. The tendrils would stop their teasing and return to Vespira's body. Besides the flush of hot blood within certain areas of Ania's body, none would be aware of what happened in that room.

She led the Lympha to a large table where a number of high officials were seated and speaking with on another between meals and bouts of pleasure with the available slaves. "Ladies and gentleman," Vespira began, "I would like to introduce a sspecial guesst tonight. Ania is a Lympha from a disstant sysstem who came to ssee uss. Do welcome her to our circle. I am certain she can tell uss much about areas of sspace we have yet to explore."

Vespira allowed Ania to speak if she had anything she wished to say for an introduction. The other guests greeted the woman warmly, several eyeing her lovely form in admiration and lust. The Gorgonian led her new pet to her side of the table. The table was circular and divided into two halves. One half had seats for the guests and the other side had a seat for Vespira alone. This ensured all attention was towards her during these meetings. Now, Ania gained the same attention as she sat at Vespira's side. Many curious aliens spoke up, asking the Lympha various questions about herself, her species, and her homeworld. Vespira did not mind this, she wanted their attention to be on her new thrall.

While Ania responded or refused to answer, Vespira's tendrils would begin their work under the table. None would see the tentacles now sliding over Ania's thighs and slowly wrapping around her tail. The Gorgonian smiled politely as she allowed the questions to continue while her tendrils proceeded to fondle her pet under the table. Ania would feel the tendrils flick and trace the underside of her tail while another proceeded to stroke it like a long sensitive cock. Other tendrils traced the Lympha's inner thighs while the more daring ones slipped under the dress and proceeded to trace the woman's netherlips and flicker across the woman's clitoris. As the clitoris swelled, the tendrils could stroke across the sensitive nerves and wrap around it much like the tail. Vespira did not know that a Lympha's clitoris was also their male sexual organ.

"Mmm .." She was nothing before Vespira and these trained muscles turned to molten wax by the time sensual lips had been planted atop her own, revelling in the flexible invader which enveloped her tongue in an incredibly alluring prison of flesh, partaking of the erotic dance in the union of their mouths while an enticed moan spilled into their embrace albeit muffled given their sealed lips.

Aside from their blatant mutual fondness Ania remained ignorant of the inner machinations which occupied the mind of the shapely enchantress, the secrets of her body yet to be unraveled although the entranced vixen didn't mind passing up on getting ravished in favor of pleasing her through other means, namely returning to the party where the host couldn't afford to be missed for long as her tentacles slowly intertwined with the offered hand. "Of course, whatever you wish."

Ania accompanied her newfound mistress without hesitation and in spite of the festivities all around them, nothing more than the compelling seductive nature of the female serpent could hope to sustain the attention of the voluptuous amazon, the spell of her eyes binding her to the Gorgonian even though they weren't luring her in any further upon breaking eye contact. Her mind simply surrendered back in that room, drunken with arousal and devotion to her beloved owner.

Before long the unusual couple approached a nearby table with several personalities one with at least a semblance of knowledge on the region would immediately recognize as the creme de la creme in their ranks, guiding their focus toward Vespira and her most recent acquisition, the latter of whom had been introduced to the supreme assembly. She bowed for emphasis, subtly exposing her sublime cleavage to the high ranking guests, basking in the distinct longing under their wanton eyes before returning to an upright posture. "Good evening, everyone, it's a pleasure meeting all of you." She smiled warmly, not wishing to make a bad impression in her new position. "I feel honored to be given the chance to enjoy your presence and I hope to be at least nearly as entertaining as your wonderful host, but please, should any of you have questions about me, I'd be more than happy to answer."

Swaying her hips in rhythmic unison to the marvellous snake woman by her side they soon swerved around the table, the piece of furniture divided into two equal sections, one of which had been destined solely for Vespira and the exotic huntress. Pride swelled in her chest at the thought of such an elevated status, getting seated prior to paying her most treasured attendees the brunt of her attention. Judging by her wording earlier Ania had been under the impression that speaking with them was supposed to be a matter of importance and she wasn't going to neglect an opportunity to shine in her service, freely relaying information of herself and her homeworld, making no secret of the great many beautiful women like her that could be found within the capital.

She found herself sheathing the less fascinating responses in something far sweeter as to hold their attention a little longer if only to enhance the appearance of her admirable mistress, ensuring that none would think of her as someone Vespira had chosen for the sake of her bodily riches alone.

Azure eyes never left her dedicated listeners and never alarmed anyone of the events which transpired under the table, heavenly caresses descending upon an extremely sensitive tail which squirmed and twitched in response as though it was trying to break free, the Lympha barely holding onto her senses under her loving ministrations, but the constant back and forth motion across the delicate length had Ania in shudders. She was sucking in lungful upon lungful of air in sharp and delighted gasps which enhanced her already prominent mammaries, wonderfully heaving the impressive pair for the viewing pleasure of the audience alone while her sensual speech had been interrupted for the slightest moment before pressing on, attempting to resist the merciless onslaught.

Further appendages swept over her puffed up flower petals and the engorged love pearl above, sweet nectar leaking from the chalice of her body in heightened lust whereas the pleasure buzzer slowly extended under her prodigious motions, swiftly sprouting the full length of her manhood in uncontrollable waves of pleasure. It pulsed strongly and blood gushed into the formidable cock without relent, seemingly threatening to burst under the pressure.

Her resistance crumbled in that instant and the blue skinned beauty moaned out lewdly for everyone to hear, a distorted grimace of lust and barely restrained pleasure riddling her features while a bead of precum bubbled up at the swollen crest of her phallus, yielding to the approach of the serpentine temptress. She finished providing an answer to the most recent question, her words riddled with stutters and undiluted bliss for who could resist that much attention?

Ania answered question after question while offering free information of her own. The location of her planet and the loveliness of the population were noted by the various slavers and crime lords though it was doubtful any could pose much of a threat on their own against the race of huntresses.

The blue skinned alien kept answeing questions despite what Vespira was doing to her. If this kept up, she would cum infront of all these people. When Ania finally broke down and let out a heated moan, Vespira spoke up. "You can do better than that, Ania," she hissed, "You do not want these people to think your race is nothing but whores, do you? Many have more questions for you and your kind." Was Ania representing her entire race here? What would they think if she just creamed herself right now. She was a warrior, a huntress and she was moaning like a sex starved whore.

The tendrils slowed a bit to allow Ania a moment to recover. The tail was allowed to escape the tendrils only to sway right into another which continued to stroke and tease the sensitive appendage. The Lympha's drooling cock was stroked and rub even more now that the tendrils had something bigger to stroke and wrap around. Whenever the tip was not being teased, it would be rubbing and smearing precum along the inside of Ania's skirt of her dress. Was Vespira going to make Ania blow her load inside her skirt?

No, Vespira was far more insidious than that. Ania would feel the tendrils guide her cock upwards. The tip rubbed along the inside skirt until it was being pushed up into the skin tight part of the dress that hugged Ania's torso. The table still hid everything but now the cock was in a tight sheathe of skintight cloth that was made even tighter a couple of tendrils slid up there and continued to play with the throbbing member. The cock was pointing straight up Ania's dress. If she were to cum now, the cum would fill her tight top and possibly even exit through her cleavage depending on how powerful a Lympha's orgasm could get. Every at the table would see her shame then.

Vespira already controlled her pet's mind. Now she was going to break the Lympha's body and spirit. How would the Lympha react to this embarassment. As the questions continued, the tendrils pumped Ania's trapped cock harder and faster inside the tight sheathe that was her own dress. Any motion of the Lympha's shapely hips would cause the cock to rub up against inside of her dress and her own smooth belly.

Disappointment seemingly underlined her words where none had been found for the spell drove the formidable Lympha further into her grasp, the notion of having to do better or even downright failure detrimental to her newfound position. "Of course, my apologies." Dilated azure eyes cast themselves unto Vespira in an onrush of terror. "I will do better, Mistress, I promise." Nothing had been easier said than done given the fact that three erogenous zones manipulated at once were simply too much to handle for long, but in order to please her attention turned back to their audience once more, flashing a warm smile. "Please, go on and ask me whatever you wish. I have no secrets before you."

Any moment of respite remained brief and merely served to enhance the erotic torture considering that her tail had been driven away from one tormenting tentacle into the clutches of the next, reflexively wriggling free only to be usurped by another without any chance of freedom in sight. In the meantime glistening precum adorned the inner portion of her dress, gradually drenching the fabric in the lewd substance, rubbed and teased by either garment or tentacle and neither sort of friction helped sustain her sanity.

Her own appendages clung to both table and seat in dire need of anything to hold onto while Vespira guided her pulsating manhood into the confines of her attire, surrounded by skintight cloth and masses of insistent tendrils which doused the scalding warmth in ever heightening degrees of pleasure. She was pulsing strongly already, well aware of the consequences for getting off straight away would lead to an incredibly humiliating mess which had her cling to the tiniest fraction of composure even now, the shard of self respect slowly evaporating into thin air beneath her gestures of loving affection.

Nothing could ever hope to compare to the embarrassment pulsing through her veins when Ania indulged in her past amongst the royal guard, detailing the importance of her former occupation to the group while panting not entirely unlike a bitch in heat, trembling fiercely under wave upon wave of adamant pleasure. Conflicting thoughts began to arise in her final moments of decency, wondering why Vespira would drive her to the edge in the first place other than to sample the endurance of her latest acquisition.

But ultimately Ania wound up reflexively gyrating her hips with expert precision, enhancing the sensation which had the Lympha caught up in the irresistable throes of passion and suddenly her violently trembling length had been bursting with an euphoric outcry being torn from the lungs of the alluring huntress herself which filled their surroundings in verbal delight.

Thick molten cum speared through the narrow valley of her breasts and splattered onto her chin and throat in marvellous quantities of an incredibly powerful orgasm, sensually dripping from lush lavender skin into the reservoir of her cleavage, creating a small puddle of virile alien spunk in the midst of these massive kegs whose surface had been sullied by the essence of her loins, soaking the surrounding cloth which immediately offered up the alluring contours of her sublime breasts to everyone nearby.

Her abdomen and groin hadn't fared any better for the following torrents of seed hadn't punctured the gap inbetween her amiable fun pillows and painted her midsection generously in the process, the potent scent of sex and vanilla wafting through the air given the distinct aroma her release possessed. She quivered in unyielding ecstasy and despite her most recent climax she didn't wilt any, her shaft rigid and proudly erect regardless of putting up such an incredibly demeaning display, twitching eagerly beneath the undoubtedly ruined dress.

Ania had been flushed in equal measures of lust and humiliation, heated breaths oozing from her lush lips while observing the great many pairs of eyes upon them, burning in both arousal and embarrassment the likes of which she never felt before, turned into a cum stained whore right before them and the remainder of the party. Vespira had caused the spectacle, however, and under her spell nothing could distract from her profound sense of duty. "I .. I apologize for letting myself go, everyone." She looked to the serpentine vixen before glancing at the wealthy attendees at their table once more, dipping her gaze slightly in sheer disrespect for herself. "Are there any more questions?"

Ania was so deep under Vespira's spell that the woman did not voice any complaint about what was being done to her. She even accepted it as her own failure and apologized to everyone. Without even being told to do so, the Lympha referred to Vespira as her Mistress. That only goaded the Gorgonian to push her new toy further. The snake woman was curious if all Lympha were just as vulnerable as Ania was. Having more huntresses as her beck and call or dancing in her establishments sounded like a favorable investment indeed.

Even after cumming all inside her dress and over her breasts and chin, the woman continued to obey and comply. Vespira noted her pet was still very much erect. "Such a messs," Vespira hissed, "You truly are a whore, Ania. You came without permission and are even bucking your hips under the table in order to cream yoursself again. But, I can give you permission if you beg for it. Beg, tell them all how much of a whore you are. You are no huntresss, tell them what you really are. And then, I will grant you blisss, pet."

The tendrils squeezed and pumped Ania's still erect rod. Hot semen was rubbed over the tip and against the shaft, saturated the rod with the Lympha's gooey shame. Tendrils wrapped tightly around the woman's tail, tormenting it directly with constant rubbing and stroking while teasing the tip relentlessly. Another nail was driven into Ania's coffin in the form of a single tendril suddenly drilling into her dripping folds. Each thrust was long and thorough, exploring the woman's depths with skillful precision.

Vespira was not going to be so kind as to hold Ania at the brink until she begs. No, she was going to keep forcing her pet to cum without permission. Would Ania try to endure and hold back her own release or will she quickly beg in order to feel this bliss over and over again?

One way or another, Vespira was going to milk that erect cock until was limp in her grasp was ravaging the woman's tail and pussy in the process. How much embarassment could the huntress endure before her spirit breaks?

Vespira denoted the once proud amazon warrior in her grasp as merely another whore before the eyes and ears of the highest elite amongst the various crime lords of the region and everyone else who happened to observe her extraordinary performance, but the incredible measures of shame pulsing through her veins had been gradually absorbed by the azure beauty, her mistress leading her to believe that in truth she wasn't anything other than what the serpentine temptress dictated and by pointing out her true nature it only made sense to assume that Ania couldn't possibly be anything else.

"I .. ahhnn .. I'm not a huntress .." She swallowed hard, her mind battling with both pride and the sheer will to submit herself wholly to the whims of the lovely Gorgonian, but any inner discussion crumbled under the sudden onslaught of her vaginal depths, the leaking entrance penetrated with ease by an unforeseen intruder which simply enhanced the searing white hot pleasure flowing throughout her loins like a blazing vortex of undying fires, trained muscles seizing the invader in an unmatched tightness.

Ania sought to hold onto her senses and refrain from giving in to yet another delightful orgasm, not cumming without permission the foremost thought on her mind and in order not to disappoint the Lympha would have to obey without question. "I've always been a shameless whore, driven to fuck and getting fucked every hour of the day by the most delicious cock I could find!" She moaned out naughtily, unable to keep herself in check any longer. "I love cumming in front of everyone and all over myself, showering in my own molten semen, please grant me permission to cum again!"

Nothing could protect her from the spell and nobody would assist the voluptuous damsel in distress, most certainly enjoying the purest form of humiliation Ania had been forced to endure, another physical height already bubbling up within her loins. "Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Put something in my ass, too, I'm begging you! Auuuggghhh!"

With or without permission, her natural responses couldn't be suppressed for long. Another blast of thick sperm breached the tight seal of her lewdly engorged tits, the admirable jugs plastered in a glistening layer of luscious vanilla cream whereas the remainder had been dumped into her flooded midsection, leaking through the seams of the formerly pitch black dress before soaking her lap and dancing along her feminine thighs, slowly descending to the floor below in droplet upon droplet of essence.

"Oh my God, please don't stop!" Her recovery rate proved roughly as impressive as her virility, lacking any heightened sensitivity upon reaching an orgasm while generating the same copious load of her initial height time and time again. Blissed out cries and moans resounded off the surrounding scenery, echoing throughout every single portion of the festivities in the never waning attention bestowed unto her by Vespira.

More than a dozen times were necessary for the pet whore to slump forward onto the table in a puddle of hot jizz, panting heavily under the excruciating torment which drained both body and spirit before her formidable clit cock slowly wilted beneath her knowing touch. Rich spunk seeped through every single crevice of the garment the substance could find, completely drenching the fabric whereas the hermaphrodite shuddered and spasmed uncontrollably in her newfound form, her front entirely doused in hot fucksauce.

"M-mistress .. please .. n-no .. no more .." She glanced up at Vespira with half lidded eyes, the spell visibly affecting Ania in regards to her dilated pupils, hoping for mercy after such intense stimuli and humiliation.

Vespira was kind enough to give permission before Ania's spiral into sexual oblivion began. The audience watched with amusement as the once prideful huntress came all over herself. Even guests who were not at Vespira's table came to watch. The entire party watched Ania's greatest shame and embarassment. The Gorgonian granted her toy's wish, drilling a tendril right into the woman's tight ass. The two appendages rubbed against one another through the walls of her pussy and anus as they pistoned in and out endlessly.

Ania showed her great stamina but that only showed how much bigger a whore she truly was she kept cumming time and time again. Eventually, even the great huntress exhausted herself and collapsed over the table. Vespira waved her hand and a slave came to gently lift Ania up and had the Lympha rest against the back of the woman's chair. She would not be given the mercy of bowing her head in shame. No, her exhausted form would sit there with her audience in full view as they leered at her.

Tendrils released the woman's cock, letting it slowly shrink back into an ordinary clitoris. But the other tendrils continued to rape her ass and cunt while fondling her tail. The huntress remained dress, wearing the symbol of her greatest shame in the form of cum soaked garments. A slave pushed a gag into Ania's mouth to muffle her cries and moans of passion. Once properly silenced, Ania would be left watching Vespira speak with her guests as if nothing had happened all while being ravaged by those skillful tendrils.

Ania could see the guests. She could have defeated any of them in combat and yet they looked at her like a piece of meat. Vespira was not threatened by Ania at all and even made her do all this simply through force of will. There was no battle for dominance, no contest of skill. Vespira achieved total victory before any conflict could occur. This was the power of Ania's Mistress.

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The conversations and fucking continued for hours before finally the guests began taking their leave a few at a time. Vespira's tendrils finally stopped and withdrew. Despite the embarassment and helplessness, not a single guest touched her during all of this. Many definitely wanted to. But, they knew better than to touch something that belongs to Vespira. Vespira crushed Ania's spirit, soiled her body and name but her presence protected the Lympha from being taken by these disgusting men.

The gag was removed. The Lympha was still soaking in her own semen and soiled rags. Vespira gazed at the alien woman. Rising up, the Gorgonian stared the woman down as a hand held Ania's head. "You have losst, huntresss," she hissed, "You are conquered. You are my prize. On your planet, you may have been great. But here, you are prey. Those men could have had you and you would have been unable to sstop them. You are weak, helplesss. But, I may be able to help you. You can become ssomething more than jusst a whore. The choice is yours..."

Those eyes drilled into Ania's. It was doubtful there was any fight left in the woman. She was defeated, crushed, reduced to being a whore infront of everyone. Now she was being offered a chance to climb back on to her feet and grow from there. Would Ania believe Vespira after all she has done to the Lympha?

The euphoric Lympha mewled out ecstatically after being guided into an upright posture and another helping hand had foisted a gag upon the huntress whose cum riddled frame bounced back and forth between the intruding tentacles, riding them mercilessly in her defenseless position before the great many lecherous eyes of wicked alien males. Vespira denied any semblance of mercy save for granting her permission long before she collapsed on the table, forcing her to endure the performance her newfound buxom slave wouldn't ever forget while wearing the sullied garments which were stuffed to the brim with her personal liquid love.

Ania lost count of how many orgasms wrecked her body and mind after passing the low twenties before the end of the first hour, her eyelids fluttering in ever waning consciousness although the azure female never passed out which served to show her extraordinary stamina, quivering beneath the tendrils which speared into her orifices in relentless abandon, coaxing the sweet nectar of her drooling cunt from the alluring vixen again and again which merely enhanced her pitiful appearance.

Hours. Hours passed before any guests were beginning to leave, all the while observed by the blissed out plaything on the other side of the table whose empty stare seemingly lingered on the far side of the wall behind them, having drowned out anything aside from pure pleasure long before they concluded the festivities here.

Humiliated to the core and without any sense of coherent thought Ania had been allowed to relax at last, these appendages extracting themselves from her body while the gag confining the sweet sounds of approval was removed. She blinked in recollection of the time that passed, lush lips wide agape due to her lack of strength as Vespira forced her to look up into her incredibly entrancing eyes, the serpentine beauty towering over the defeated predator.

A simple order might've sufficed to determine her fate in the following moments, whether queen or slave Ania would've accepted her chosen position without question judging by her broken and lifeless gaze. She needed a moment to comprehend the information relayed to her, mulling over the matter while her mind had been a constant haze of sex and delight for the past few hours, wondering whether or not Vespira would even remotely think of helping her after virtually dragging her reputation through the mud in front of everyone who happened to be attending the party on that fateful evening.

But Ania didn't have a choice unless the formidable amazon wanted to spend the remainder of her existence with the status of a mindless whore attached to her image which even throughout her service under her beloved mistress sounded rather appalling. Nothing would please her more than to serve under the soothing hypnosis of these extraordinary eyes with purpose and dignity intact, causing the Lympha to swallow the silence which resided amidst her lips. "I .. I want to .. accept your help .. I don't wish to be a whore any longer .. What would you have me do?"