Myra managed to stay on her feet as she slowly approached the scaled mistress. The Vodrani woman was not stopped as she sought to climb onto the Gorgonian's large body. The slaves tending to Vespira's erect rod drew away, leaving it glistening and exposed in all its glory. Hands continued to massage the serpent's breasts, sending those glimmering flashes of color and light into the struggling woman's vision. The hypnotic display would help soothe and soften the already vulnerable priestess, arousing her further into insanity.

"Yesss," Vespira hissed as Myra pawed at her large firm globes, "You need thisss... You need thisss more than anything. Thisss is everything to you, your whole world."

Tendrils sprout forth from the serpent. They coil along the priestess's arms and legs, squeezing and stroking. Other tendrils slid around the woman's breasts, mashing the flimsy fabric against the tender mounds. Myra felt another vile appendage wrap around her throat, tightening but not enough to block her air. It forced her to look up into those irresistible yellow eyes that sought to gaze into Vespira's prey.

As the alien woman felt that glistening tip against her netherlips, Vespira hissed sweet poison into the woman's vulnerable psyche. "Mine is far greater than a mere Undine's," Vespira hissed, her words seeking to overwrite a previous truth with her own, "Take it sslow. Feel every inch invade your being. Feel every inch of your body be conquered. Feel every bit of you become mine. Only then will you feel true relief."

Even if Myra resisted the serpent's hypnotic commands, it simply meant that the priestess's yearnings would be left not fully satisfied. The poor Vodrani woman would be forced to seek relief again and again until the serpent's will takes over her own.

Tendrils would tighten, causing those breasts to thrust outwards. The tips would flicker rapidly then swirl slowly around where Myra's covered nipples were. As the tip entered, Vespira's hand would slid under the alien woman's skirt. Knowing fingers would pinched and stroke Myra's vulnerable pearl. The fine scales of her fingers would scratch across the sensitive bulb of nerves, adding to the insanity as the scaled dick entered little by little.

“I … UHHH … need this,” she confirmed though it was clear that she did as she repeated those spoken words. Shimmering scales reflected on her eyes. That spire so close to her ready sex that drooled all over that tip.

Tendrils wrapped up her limbs securing her at that spot. Others wrapped about her breasts making them bulge. Covered hardened tips, quit sensitive caused her to moan out in response. Her nethers twitching in anticipation while another tendril coiled about her neck like a choker feeling each intake of breath.

She had not realized that her conditioning was being reworked as she stared ahead into those yellow eyes. Truths that had been revealed to her. It was what she wanted at that very moment, her will having broken down. Warm heat played at the tip of that rod, her world being remade all the while as Vesperia pressed into her welcoming pussy, a pussy all to glad to consume and squeeze that rod for all she was worth.

A flood of juices ran down that rod. It barely penetrated those heavenly gates before she found herself cumming hard trembling violently in that grasp of tentacles that she had been fortunate in having been wrapped up in least she had fallen before they even got started.

Those tendrils served another purpose too preventing her from gobbling up that rod though commands had been issued to her that stilled her. A little bit more of that rod stretched her apart as it slid forth. Then a little more. It was both agony and pleasure rolled into one as she experienced this slow! YES!! B-BETTER!!! SO MUCH BETTER!!!!!”[/color]

Her head tipped back causing her breasts to stand out even more as they were played with. “Please!!! Fuck me!!! Make me your whore!!!” She cried out shamelessly.

"Oh how far the pure have fallen," Vespira said, amused with the state the priestess was in, "Clothes, lose them."

The Vodrani woman's hot nectar soaked over the shining rod. Myra had already came and they had just barely started. While Vespira was one to gloat about her sexual prowess, she knew all this pent up aggression had been building for quite some time. Now, the relief the alien woman thought to be out of reach was being provided in an unrelenting tide of molten passion.

Tendrils loosened as necessary, allowing the priestess to shed her flimsy garments. Vespira would take what she wished. But, she was not about to let this woman sit by and indulge. Tendrils would coil around the exposed orbs and resume their assault on those now exposed and erect nipples. One hand groped and squeezed a breast, scaled palm grinding into Myra's lovely peak. Her other hand grabbed a handful of the woman's hair and forced her to look at the Gorgonian. "A whore," Vespira hissed, "Like all the others."

Vespira's hips thrust upwards while pulling the Vodrani woman further down the thick scaled dick. She hissed with delight feeling those inner walls wrap around her throbbing member. The serpent woman leaned in, forked tongue flickering out to taste the untouched nipple. Fangs lightly grazed the tender tit-flesh as her lips soon joined in, licking and nibbling while churning the priestess's depths with her cock. Hips shook and shivered, causing those rough scales to dig in and stroke all along the alien female's insides.

The other slaves caressed both their lovely bodies. Music continued to blare loudly with its unrelenting beat. What was happening on the main floor no longer mattered to anyone up in the VIP area. Vespira fucked her prize long and hard, ensuring the priestess would never forget this moment.

She was in too much pleasure to register the insult. Leaping at the command as the tendrils slackened she pulled her top up and over her head. Breasts bounced free given the absence of a bra and her skirt was torn away easily in one motion since it had been designed that way to make it easier to shift her legs into a tail if necessary.

Completely naked a shiver rushed through her very soul as she experience some of that relief that had been mentioned before. She wanted this and did not concern herself in the present about being degraded. If it got her what she wanted so be it. Later upon reflection it might matter but she hardly paid it a second thought now.

Feeling warm contact against her skin as those erect nipples were played with she gasped sharply as that hand squeezed one of her melons. “OH YES!”

Hair pulled back her bright blue eyes were forced to lock onto those yellow ones as she heard those words uttered to her as she rod that spire. Smooth in, rough out, each scale felt wonderful. Certainly that scaled scepter was in a league of it's own. No Undine cock could have hope to master it.

“I'm a whore. Your whore ...” An as if to emphasize that her body clamped over that rod as her world was shattered once more. Juices spreading over that welcome invader as another orgasm rocked her stronger than the first and they had hardly started at all.

As Vespira leaned in braking that eye contact only to lavish her attention on her breasts Myra first felt that forked tongue then the graze of those fangs upon her. “By Vodran's beard your incredible!” Legs tightened around that scaled back as her own hands swept over those luscious orbs.

The only music she had been aware of had been the music they were making with their bodies. Hands and lips were upon her from the other slaves present as she was hefted upwards by those powerful thrusts that dug into her again and again giving her no respite to her joy.

She was Vespira's to use. For the third time today she succumb to her body's desires. And for a third time this encounter she was cumming, clenching over that rod though it would not be the last unless Vesperia prevent the next one to arrive. Vespira would have no problem thoroughly exhausting her. Indeed this would be a moment that she remembered for the rest of her long life.

The slaves were prepping their Mistress for this wondrous sexual feast that come crawling back to her. Vespira's cock was fully erect and plowing into the Vodrani woman's eager womb. She slammed up into the woman's falling body again and again. Tendrils tightened around Myra's limbs and heaving breasts, yanking down the woman and holding her there. The priestess was fully impaled on the scaled spire. Bliss wracked the alien woman's body was Vespira let forth her own loud cries. Hot seed flooded into the aquatic woman, filling her more and more as the excess soaked those tightly stretched inner walls and beyond.

Yellow eyes gazed into Myra as the two came together. "Mm... Dream of thisss moment," Vespira hissed, "When you wake, we will do businesss. Do not dissappoint me like before and perhapss, you will finally be free of your need for undine cock."

If Myra was still able to keep going after releasing all that pent up tension, Vespira would continue to indulge and ravage the woman's naked form. When the Vodrani could take no more, the scaled Mistress would discard her onto the floor. The last spurts of her pent up load would splash upon the priestess's exposed body as slaves move to clean their owner off.

"Take her to the pool," she hissed, "Her belongingss as well."

The slaves would drag the Vodrani away and into Vespira's suite where a pool was waiting in the room next door. The girls smirked as they watched the priestess float in the water. Keys were pressed and various monitors and displays above and around the pool would show footage of Myra's sexual exploits from long ago as well as from her time with Vespira just moments ago.

Myra was finally able to get some rest, her addiction satisfied for now. When she wakes, she would wake hearing the sound of her own moans and cries of passion from the various displays. Vespira had retired to her room later that night and would be coiled in a bed of pillows. She was awake and looking over a datapad. There were no other slaves in sight.

“OH!AHH!” She gasped out as that scaled cock filled her again and again. Tendrils tightened against her and she had been held down in place as she felt the flood rush into her trembling body. It felt divine, her whole body tingling.

“Y-Yes, I shall,” she answered as she gazed into those yellow eyes only to gasp again as Vesperia began moving inside her again to her delight. She could continue though her energy had been pleasantly sapped before long.

Discarded on the floor she could hear words as her blissed out mind reeled. She couldn't comprehend them before darkness stole over her. It wasn't long at all before her mind filled with various images of shimmering scales. Whether bent over a table or pressed to a wall that scaled rod buried itself into her while tendrils held her and stroked over her flesh. Her pussy dripped and clenched over the man-meat that pressed up inside her so deeply.

Even in her dreams she came and came again. Anytime she entered REM sleep she experienced a wave of bliss. At this stage it had been common for her to dream about the Undine but never like this. This felt so intense, so wonderful, it felt more real. Little had she known that a command had been bestowed into her mind. Subconsciously she latched onto those words. Her mind then making them a reality.

When next she woke some time later it had been obvious she had been moved. Comprehension came back slowly. She heard muted cries and moans until her head came up from the surface of the pool she had been in.

Once she did so it was clear that they had belonged to hear. She saw the display of monitors shuddering at seeing the ones with the Undine from when she had been here last. Those particular images were ones that shamed her, that she had rather not existed least they somehow get to her people and she had been ruined. Though the latest ones with Vespira she didn't mind. Even with the Vodrani being xenophobic on the whole they were a gregarious species and with her role being away from the planet so often finding solace in the arms of other species, would have been seen as odd but acceptable under the circumstances. However, to consort with the Undine, an enemy, was not.

Her legs were gone reverting into her tail. While consciousness didn't determine whether it would manifest or not being placed in water while unconscious caused her to revert by instinct to a more advantageous form. After swimming to the pools edge she reverted back to legs before getting out of the pool.

She felt tingly but good, that need had erode from her for the time being. Glancing towards the monitors of the Undine disgusted her. Why had she wanted them so badly? Yet at the same time she could not deny the fun experience of last night. She stilled watching a portion of the playback that she had not remembered but had no doubts happened as her mind checked out at one stage as pleasure wrapped over her like a cocoon.

With her control over water she easily dried herself by directing all that excess water off her skin before dressing. Retrieving her case that had been set down nearby she stretched out sore muscles a little then checking her surroundings she only saw one exit and headed there as she sought out Vesperia or a slave that could instruct her where to go in order to find her. She figured that she had been close by and tried to recall the layout from the last time she had been here in order to guide here along.

There were no directions needed to be asked as the chamber with the pool was connected to the Gorgonian's chamber. This did not seem to be a personal suite but one designed for the Mistress herself. Myra easily found the only exit that led into Vespira's room. The serpent was already awake. Various accessories of precious gems and metals were shed along with the fine sashes, leaving the alien being glimmering in the nude.

The very woman of Myra's dreams was lounging and reading over a datapad. The priestess came to the scaled serpent-woman to find relief in mating with an Undine. Instead, the woman had been fulfilled with the crimelord's very own cock. The pool she slumbered in cleansed her of the shame of the night before along with the numerous orgasms she experienced while she slept. Seeing the footage of last night ensured the Vodrani heard her own words calling herself Vespira's whore and begging for it.

Vespira had not looked up when Myra entered the chamber. How should the Vodrani approach her? This serpent had granted her relief she could never gain on her own. No matter how the priestess justified it within herself, she degraded herself and her position in order to be sexually satisfied. Though not an Undine, Vespira has already shown working with the vile species and having them rape the alien woman in the past. Yet, why did it feel so good to give into this evil snakewoman? Was it just a one time thing or would there be ways to feel that scaled dick inside her again and again?

Myra came to make a deal with the Gorgonian and now she had to decide what it was she wanted out of all of this.

The pool proved to be attached to Vespira's own personal chambers making finding her a simple affair. There before her in all that nude glory was the serpent and the shimmering sight caused her to squint briefly. Scales glimmered off the light when she moved in particular ways though for the most part the effect wasn't that bright. Little did she realize that this was to make the effect more visible rather than blinding in order for the crime lord to use her hypnosis fully.

At the same time a pang slammed into her gut. The realization of what she was missing all these months, what she wanted was right there before her. That overwhelming desire that slammed into her the night before had been gone though it was all to clear from her reaction upon waking and the revulsion she had at the sight of the Undine had been replaced, shifting for now. Whether that had been a permanent thing or not had been something she could not yet determine.

A quick glance to her right then left showed no signs of body guards or slaves not that she had felt Vesperia needed guards. She assumed they were close by or possibly hidden. It did not matter as she had no nefarious plans. She did eye the nude serpent feeling a bit of that eagerness creeping back within her.

But recalling the words from the other night first came relief then business so she had to fight against her impulses as she neared setting down that case. Still her mind leaps through all the possibilities as Vespira reads that datapad. There was the thought, however brief, of taking that datapad out of her hands and riding that scaled cock again though she felt that would be a grave misstep.

The thought of remaining put until Vespira finished entered her mind but that too had been dismissed. While she might not have been fueled by that desire there was no denying that she wanted to feel that cock again, taste in. Yeah taste it. Her mind hit upon something as she found herself dropping down to all fours and crawling closer.

Hands stroked and caressed the crime lord attempting to coax that staff into showing itself and stiffening where she could lavish it with the attention of her mouth and breasts until Vespira was ready to conduct business or prevented her from getting too far in the first place.

Vespira's forked tongue lightly flicked out, tasting the air. She could sense Myra's presence. The snakewoman felt the faint vibrations along the floor of the Vodrani's light footsteps. She tasted the woman's scent in the air. The priestess was certainly cleaner than previous though it was impossible to hide that faint taste of arousal coming from the alien woman. It was faint at first even to Vespira's keen senses. But, it grew the closer the woman crawled towards the scaled mistress.

The Gorgonian was eager to see how much her punishment had changed the aquatic woman. It had been so long since they last encountered one another. It must have felt like an eternity to Myra who was busy hunting for that next sexual high only to endure with less satisfactory hits with other alien species. Action spoke louder than words as the holy priestess had fallen to her hands and knees and crawled towards the Gorgonian. There were no commands given. Nothing would have stopped Myra from approaching on her transformed legs. But, the holy woman who supposedly was of great renown among her own people willingly crawled towards the alien serpent.

The olive skinned woman did not say a word. She showed no sign of notice as Myra crawled ever closer. There were no guards nor slaves in the chamber. It was not as if the Gorgonian would be in any danger if the priestess decided to be violent. The priestess finally began to climb onto the large snake-like half of Vespira. Hands felt the hard and rough scales of the woman's lower half, a contrast to the fine shimmering shards that made up the woman's more feminine upper body.

Myra's belongings were left behind at the doorway.All she brought were the flimsy attire on her lovely body. Hands felt and roamed over the Gorgonian's lower half. The scales were like armor almost. Did Vespira feel it at all? If she did, the serpent-woman gave no signs. A soft hiss left the alien criminal's lips. Her forked tongue flicked as she continued to press and swipe on the datapad. Sounds of the recordings were still playing in the other room, audible but distant now.

Eventually, Myra felt the hidden sheathe swell and part. Vespira's thick scaled trunk slowly slid out from hiding. It was still soft, glimmering with those rough scales along the shaft. There were no slaves around to help tend with it this time. It was all the Vodrani woman's to explore and experience once more.

The scales she explored where thicker, more like armor. Where they not as sensitive? It only made sense that they wouldn't be given that they were probably use to being used more as a means of locomotion than anything else. In her eagerness she had crawled over some of those coils.

Her own voice, cries and moans reached her ears though the sounds were distant at this point. She had been about to shift her focus higher up that scaled form when that cock produced itself. She was more aware of Vespira's hisses then the sounds emanating from the other room using this to guide her. She was still unaware if these sounds were approval or not but she was not stopped so she removed her top.

A hand seizing that shaft at it's base, her tongue moving over one side then the other. Then her tongue played with the tip flickering over it as she brought her other hand to bare using both the slide over that shaft each curling around it as they moved.

She kept this up for a few minutes before going back to licking those sides getting that cock nice and wet before continuing. Breasts wrapped around that cock using her cleavage as a tunnel to move that scaly member between. She could feel the scrap of soft scales dragging against her chest as that member moved back. Tongue flickering over that tip though she steadily increased the pace and the pressure her tits made against that rod swallowing the tip and then some as it broke through that fleshy tunnel.

She loved that taste even groaning out around it, blue eyes peeking up as she considers something for a quick moment, her eyes deviating to see if she could find something resembling a clit among all those glistening scales.

The answer would be left to Myra's imagination as asking would no doubt interrupt what the Gorgonian was doing. The priestess had something else to keep her attention at the moment. Lips and tongue worshiped the warm scaled phallus. The Vodrani woman showed just how much practice she has had since their last meeting, always seeking the next pleasurable hit to satisfy her addiction. The pink haired alien woman could feel it start to pulse and throb in her grasp. The rod grew harder, more erect as hot blood began to engorge the growing shaft.

Vespira hissed her approval as the enthralled woman continued her methodic work on that glorious trunk. The priestess guided the now proudly standing shaft between her breasts. Warm slid around the shaft, the scales scratching and dragging within the woman's cleavage. The Gorgonian could feel Myra's pulse throbbing in those tender mounds. She could feel the heartbeat of her prey quickening. The whore priestess had a no desire to long for and indulge in.

Nails dug into a pillow as those lips engulfed that molten shaft and forced it into that tight welcoming throat. Vespira hissed sharply, precum oozing from the tip as Myra began to have her main course feast. Eyes tried to search for more to stimulate but the female organs were more hidden than the male one it seemed, assuming the serpent woman had them.

A hand reached down and began stroking Myra's long pink hair. "Ssseems you woke up, hungry," Vespira hissed in amusement, "I did not have to make you into my whore. You already are my whore. Don't talk with your mouth full. Finish what you sstarted. Do not dissappoint me."

One addiction had been traded for another though presently Myra was unaware of that. Her blue eyes saw nothing out of the ordinary. If Vesperia had a clit or something similar she could not see it nor did she have hands available to search for it presently.

Those hisses were louder pointing out to her that she had been doing something correct. Vesperia was deriving pleasure from the moment and that had encouraged her. Her jaw strained against the size and girth of that cock though she slurped down more of it as her head bobbed back and forth.

Tiny scratches appeared along the insides of her breasts as she worked them along the scaled member not that that had stopped her or gave her any hesitation.

She glanced back up at feeling her hair stroked. She listened and obeyed. Speaking would have only taken her away from her task. Her tongue felt that refreshing taste of precum dashing against that very tip. Her tongue squirmed over that very tip dancing against that slit and getting a stronger taste of that precum.

Her lips got even tighter around that scepter as she pressed on the pair of her breasts as hard as she could to surround that beautiful rod with her mountains. Unlike humans she did not have well developed lungs absorbing oxygen out of liquids. While this made her vulnerable if she dried out completely it did bestow upon her the advantage of being able to perform fellatio longer than most and without gagging for the most part. Having a shaft violently pressed into her throat should do the trick but for the time being she was in control of that pace.

She took that cook as deeply as she could after it poked through the barrier of her breasts. She determined that her mouth alone would be better allowing her to take even more of that rod into her throat. She did not shrink away gobbling up that rod until she was stopped of the serpent ruptured where she would swallow down each and every drop before moving on to clean up that rod with her tongue drawing along each and every glistening scale.

It was possible that this horny priestess was not going to stop. It was tempting to keep fucking this alien whore until she forgot about her foolish mission. But, the Vodrani may eventually take notice that their priestess was serving as a slave. That would be more trouble than worth in the end unfortunately.

The serpent allowed Myra to finish up. Hands held the Vodrani woman as swell after swell of steamy hot cum flooded the poor priestess. Vespira watched as Myra tried to swallow it all only to feel more of it filling her. It filled the alien woman's belly and throat. The excess would begin escaping through the alien woman's lips and nose. But, Gorgonian did not loosen her grip. The cum and cock would block Myra's air as darkness threatened to take her vision. Vespira sneered before yanking the woman's head back and letting the rest of her load spray upon the priestess's face and chest.

Vespira released her hold on the pink haired woman, letting the Vodrani collapse and cough and gasp for breath. When the priestess recovered, the serpent hissed as the alien slut crawled back up to clean off the still erect phallus.

"How did it feel, throwing yoursself at your enemy to sscratch that itch you had?" Vespira asked, "Now, your only desire is to please thisss cock. You truly are a whore. But, I may be able to sssave you. But, what is it you want? What do you offer, hmm? Your people have made no effortss to help you, to protect you. Poor thing..." Soiled with Vespira's seed, Myra was given an opportunity to finally speak. But, Vespira had already mentioned there being no Undine to purchase. Was there something else this powerful crimelord could provide?

Able to go without air for longer periods Myra gulped and slurped on that cock longer than most humans but even she had her limits with the amount of seed that was being pushed down her throat. Swallowing it all proved to be impossible. That seed filling an empty belly.

Held in place she was unable to disengage as more and more of that seed pumped down her throat, vision darkening at the edges until she was released cough up some of that excess cum that added to the little that had been on the floor. It had not been long before she had collected herself wiping the cum away from her eyes and returning to clean that still hard staff. A tongue licked one way then the next on the opposite side collecting some of that spent cum as it swept by.

Hunger had been set aside for a different kind of hunger at the moment though right now it would have been impossible for her to consume anything. As she worked she could hear Vesperia speaking. She didn't think that those questions were rhetorical and had pondered for a moment whether or not she should cease what she was doing for a small while anyway.

Wiping her hand in some of the cum on her face she then used it to run along that scaled spire using her hands to please while she gave her mouth the opportunity to answer choosing instead to both answer and tend to her at the same time.

“It … it was horrible. Shameful and yet ...” she paused thinking about the numerous encounters she had with the Undine and recounting some of the stupid risks that she took along the way to ease that desire that surfaced within her. “It felt good, unbelievable at the same time. Though it cannot compare to this cock, your cock.”

Eyes flick back to it then leaning forward she teases her tongue against that crown. She then went on. “Release from that need of the Undine if you are unable to acquire one.” She didn't think that she needed them any longer given the revulsion she had upon waking to all those monitors broadcasting her escapades with them when she had been here last.

“I have some jewels and artifacts I've collect and offer trade of my planet's energy source. It is not surprising that the Vodrani did not send any aid to me.”

She did not expand upon that. It wasn't that her people were callous to her plight. It was more the fact that she was often away for months on end so it would have been a while before she had been missed. As low as her birth station was she was still a royal and a priestess at that so they would end up dispatching other clergy to find her in time since the clergy were the only ones to ever leave the planet in some time now.

"If?" Vespira repeated, "Does that mean you rather continue fucking those Undine cockss rather than be rid of them?"

A tendril wrapped around Myra's neck and pulled her gently away from the scaled spire. It was still glistening with the Vodrani's saliva. "I could keep you if I sso desire," the Gorgonian hissed, the tip of the tendril stroking the priestess's cheek, "Could keep you leashed besside my bed sso that I may fuck you every day and night. How does that ssound, hm? But, that would mean giving up on your mission, your quesst."

"But, if you truly wish to be free of these endlesss desires," the serpent said as she sat up and stretched slowly, "I am lisstening. Show me what you are offering and why I should care for them. Wasste my time like before and your little itch for Undine cock will become much worse."

The long tendrils that came out of Vespira's head flexed as she finished her stretch. Her naked body glistened and shined under the warm bright lights. The tentacle holding Myra's neck would ensure the priestess would get no further tastes of the cock that claimed her back on the VIP landing. It was time to see what sort of boon the Gorgonian could get. What the serpent was giving was of no consequence as it was her that applied these unrelenting needs in the first place.