Vespira would move to the console to watch the woman's progress while also enjoying the little show the Trixian women were giving. The subconcious voice would continue to repeat over and over again. The headset would read Octavia's patterns, ensuring the woman was falling into a trance like state. Once the first stage was completed, the display would continue to play but the words in the messages would gradually change. The voice would tell her that she must obey, must comply, and that she cannot resist. The more her resistance fell, the louder the voice would pound away at the Princess's psyche. Much like before, the questions would come in asking much of the same things that were asked of An and Enru. But eventually the questions were more focused on things only Octavia could know. Questions about her sister and weaknesses of the Trixian people.

The Gorgonian would be very thorough, ensuring that each questioned answer would cause the hypnotic display to change a bit to stimulate the pleasure centers of the Princess's brain. Soon Vespira's voice would sound through the headset. "Princesss," she called to her enthralled pet, "Do you know who I am? How important I am to the ssafety and ssurvival of your people? How much you need me as your mate? Sspeak..."

The Princess could not see what was going on in the room as the headset completely blocked the Trixian's vision. Not she would really notice as the voice continued to repeat the same thing over and over again in her hears. Soon her relaxed mind fell into a trance like state. It was only then when she would notice it the least, that the voice changed instructions. The voice was telling her that she must obey, that there was nothing else but to obey. Soon the woman found herself answering questions, questions she would have have normally balked at answering. However, like the handmaidens before her she answered the questions, the simple ones first, the more important questions later. It was only the questions about her sister and the Trixian people that made the pink haired woman hesitate to respond.

Each time the young woman responded to a question, the display would change colors and patterns. Octavia would let a loud moan as she could feel the pleasure flowing through her body as if the handmaiden's efforts had somehow got more intense. It was then that the Princess would here the Mistress speak. You are Mistress Vespira. You are my mate and I need you very badly. You are most important person in the world to me ...

Notes were made when the brain waves fluctuated on certain questions and the helpless woman hesitated to answer. Beyond the minor kinks, things were going well. This was more to get a tighter hold on her new toy rather than overloading the woman with new information. These things were established the night before. It would be a sort of going away present for her precious Princess. Even if the effects are eventually removed, the tracks have been layed and it would take little effort to remind the woman of her proper place.

"Good girl," Vespira replied, the woman getting her reward of orgasmic pleasure, "We are going to reaffirm what you agreed with the night before and thiss morning. You will continue your role as Princesss. You will continue to sseek out means to improve your speciess. But thiss is but only your ssecondary objective. Your primary objective is to improve your own political power which will in turn become mine. When the time comes when you are finally ssettled in a new home, you sshall invite me there and proceed to improve my relationss with your people and climb the ladder of influence until I am able to take control... You will do thiss as it will help protect your people and give them a sstrong leader to guide them. Push these orders into the back of your mind. Let it be jusst a ssmall voice of guidance on your journey. During your travelss, I expect you to be improving yoursself ssexually. Use your maidenss if you musst, they are your sservants afterall."

"Is that clear, sslave?" she hissed. Once confirmation was given, she would continue. "I want you to close your eyes, take a few moments to collect yoursself and your new future that is before you. When I snap my fingerss, you shall awaken." The machine powered down and the headset was pulled from her body. "That is enough you two," Vespira ordered the two maidens, "It is time to wake your Princesss up." The Gorgonian snapped her fingers which would switch something in Octavia's mind to wake up. It would feel like she slept for some time though it was only for several minutes to an hour. "I trusst you will enjoy the pressent I have given you, Princesss. It is unfortunate that you will not be able to sstay here for the night. But I am certain your crew will grow concerned if you are consstantly sspending your time with me. No need to rush things jusst yet." The Gorgonian slithered closer, caressing both An and Enru's cheeks before giving a graceful bow to the Princess sitting in the chair.

Octavia continued to answer questions only hesitating about questions about her sister. Still the royal was deep under the control of the Mistress. Each question the woman did answer resulted in more pleasure and the pink haired girl falling further under control. Even now the pleasure was building up to an intense orgasm as she answered question after question. Soon it became too intense for the young woman and the pink haired princess let out a loud shout of passion as she was sent into absolute bliss.

It was then that Vespira address the captive woman, she told her that her current task was still important but its no longer her primary task. Instead her primary goal is to become improving her political power. It was something she never really thought about before. But if she was going to make sure that her people was going to be safe, she was going to have to make sure her and her mistress were in charge once they found their new homeworld. Of course, until they had a new homeworld; there was little she would be able to improve herself. At least politically, she could always improve herself as a mate. She did have her handmaidens, and would serve her as more than just guards. And they have been more than wiling so far, so it made sense to have them help her improve her intimate skills.

It was then that that the Mistress asked her if that all made sense. Yes, it all is clear, Mistress. Octavia slowly closed her eyes as the Gorgonian asked and had soon releaxed as she tried to focus on her new goals. Even as she did so, the handmaidens were ordered to stop and they stood up and walked over to Vespira. As the machine began to power down and the headset was moved to the poor royal, she heard the snap of fingers. The Princess awoke well rested and relaxed as if she had been sleeping for hours. The young woman stretched as she heard the voice of her mate state she should go back to the ship, Yes my love, I do need to get back to my people, I wish I could stay longer but you are right. I will make sure I stop by again once I am back on this planet.

Vespira stroked Octavia's cheek. "I do not live on thiss planet," she replied, "Thiss is jusst one of my many esstablishmentss. I am certain you will be able to find me should you require more... assisstance. Any major esstablishment should be able to provide you with a rough schedule of where I am heading next. But until then, it was pleasure meeting you, my little pet."

Servants arrive with the Trixians' clothes in hand, already cleaned up from everything it may have gone through during lunch and afterwards. "If you bring a ssmall shuttle to the loading dock, the suppliess you requessted can be loaded. I do wish you luck in your ssearch. If I find anything suitable, I shall contact you." The large amount of supplies needed for the Trixian fleet would set her back some but it was a worth while investment to further Vespira's influence on the surviving species. There was not much more the Gorgonian could do but wait for now. The Princess seemed to trust the alien crimelord without question, a wonderful weakness that she was more than willing to exploit.

Once the women were dressed, Vespira and a number of her servants escorted the three Trixian women to the docking bay where they would be picked up. Large crates and other containers were stacked and ready to be loaded. The Gorgonian kept appearances, being as polite as possible to the royal. When it was time for Octavia to take her leave, she would bow low. "Thank you for gracing my esstablishment with your presence, Princesss. Do be ssafe in your future travels."

Octavia felt a bit special when Vespira stroked her cheek, Ah, I see. It was a little simple of me to assume you lived here. I am sure I will be able to find you or where you will be next when I arrive at another populated planet. But it was wonderful to meet you Mistress. The young woman smiled a bit at the Gorgonian as the servants arrived.

The servants had arrived with the Trixians's outfits. The uniforms of the handmaidens and the dress of the Princess had been cleaned from what had happened during lunch. It was then that the Mistress mentioned that the supplies that she was requesting had been found and gathered up at her building. All the Trixians had to do was to land their shuttle at the loading dock and everything would be loaded. It was a great boon for the Trixian fleet, as this would allow them to operate much longer than they were expecting. The Princess was happily to found someone like the Mistress.

As An called the fleet for transport shuttles, Vespira and her servants escorted the three Trixians to the docking bay. There are many many large creates and containers stacked up to the ceiling and ready for the Trixian fleet to take. The Gorgonian then bowed to Trixian Princess keeping up appearances for anyone to see from nearby. Thank you for your help Mistress Vespira. This will help my people greatly in their search for a new homeworld. This will definitely make our search for a new homeworld alot safer.

It would not be long before the called ships arrived to pick up the cargo as well as their precious Princess. "Of course, Princesss," Vespira responded, "Contact me or one of my many esstablishments if you are in need again. One way or another, I will get the messsage and find a means to find you. The ssame goes if I find more information about a new home."

With goodbyes said and the Princess none the wiser of what has happened to her, the Gorgonian simply waited with the Trixians for their ships to arrive. Servants would assist the Trixians with loading the cargo. Any scans would show nothing out of the ordinary as there would be nothing to gain for sabotaging the fleet. No, she wanted her little pet to succeed and then she would see about having a new exotic species to her harem of slaves to pleasure and entertain her clients.

Once all was prepared, Vespira slithered along side Octavia as they approached the shuttle that would return her to the fleet. The alien woman would stop short of the ramp and allow the royal to board. She gave another polite bow before allowing the Trixian women to take their leave. When the ships powered up, Vespira moved away a safe distance and proceeded back into the club where she would continue with her own political matters involving this planet. For the Gorgonian, this was just another day of business and trade with her coming out on top.