Getting a clear picture

"You sent for me my king?" Heather asked as she knelt down in front of Jake.

"Yes Wraith-Commander," he began. He was sitting in a chair that was serving as a temporary throne. He was playing with Adriana's long red hair as she nuzzled he head lovingly against his right leg. "I want you to put together a team to infiltrate the city and get intel."

"Of course Your Majesty, do we know of a way in?"

"Yes, and here she is now," Jake said indicating to Justine. Her long jet black hair glistening in the warm lighting of the room. Her soiled clothes swapped out for borrowed bathing linens. She silently knelt next to Heather. "Justine meet Heather, Heather this is Justine, she'll be showing the team you put together how to get into the city." Heather glanced over at Justine and smiled.

"I look forward to ending the cult Your Majesty," Heather said looking back her king.

"If your information is good Justine I'll see to it that you are rewarded for your loyalty."

"Thank you Your Majesty."

"Heather, please make sure that your team knows they are to observe and report. Open engagement with Ducessa Aldano or her followers should only be done as a last resort."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Three hours later Justine led a team of Wraiths through the sewers and to the access hatch she had used to enter them in an old run down storage facility near the city's port. Once out of the sewers the changed from their uniforms to civilian attire, keeping their sidearms concealed, and set on stun.

"Remember, blend in and do not draw attention to yourselves," the sergeant in charge of the group said as the five made their way out to the streets.

As expected thingss were chaos. Theirs were protests verging on riots in several areas of the city. Nearly every temple dedicated to Lord Deamon and Lady Kara-Tea was packed to capacity with those praying for a quick end. All of the shelters were over fliwing with those who had lost their homes and had no food.

"I can't believe Ducessa Aldano would do this to her own people," a private in the group said quietly as they made their way through the market district and towards the hidden entrance to an ancient tunnel they hoped was still there. If it was, they had a way into castle.

"Thank the Goddess," the sergeant said as the entrance opened after she slid a f hidden pannel at the base of a statue of Kara-Tea aside and pressing a button.

They made their way through the tunnel carefully for the next twenty or so minutes. Once they reached the castle they were able to truly assess the city's situation.

It was apparent that either the ducessa had not believed that she would be found out, either that or she was arrogant enough to think King Jake Lawson, the rightful lord and master off every Staphosian Woman, would not seek his justice. The food stores were dangerously low, and the moral of her troops was low. The only thing the ducussa had going for her was the shield generator. It was an old reliable model with a highly effective cyclo-emiter.

"Fuck!" the sergeant thought to herself. "Forget a week, with that cyclo-emiter, we'll be lucky to break through the shield in a month. We can sabotage it easily enough," she thought before they slipped back into the tunnels.

Before long, they stood behind the walls of the ducessa's bedchamber looking out through well hidden viewing slits. Not long after thet began to look in the door opened and a tall, busty brunette in black knee high leather boots, and a pink and black leather bikini walked in with a naked blonde on a leash crawling behind her.

"Ready to play ****?" the ducessa asked as she turned to face the blonde.

"Yes Mistress," the blonde **** answered.

"Stand up, hands on your head," the ducessa said as she circled behind her ****. She reached around and began to roughly squeeze the blondes large breasts and twist her nipples painfully. In response the blonde only hissed and gave slight whines that were music to the ducessa's ears.

"You love this don't you pet?"

"Yes Mistress," the blonde answered before the ducessa used one hand to turn her head towards her and they began to kiss. As they kissed the ducessa dropped her hand and began playing with the blonde's pussy.

"And when I break that stupid cunt down in the dungeon that thought she could spy on me you're going to help her learn to worship pussy aren't you?"

"Yes Mistress, I'll help her be your second best pussy licker."

"Good girl. Now get on my bed on all fours. I'm going to get my favorite strap-on and give you the fucking you deserve," the ducessa said as she stroked the blonde's cheek. "my sweet pet," she added, giving the blonde a swat on the ass.

"Yes Mistress," the blonde said with a smile as she crawled onto the bed. A few minutes later, Ducessa Aldano returned wearing a pink strap-on in place of her black and pink bikini bottoms. She took position behind her **** and with out a single word began to fuck her hard.

"No cumming slut," the ducessa said as she pulled the blonde's hair.

"Please Mistress, you've kept me in chastity for weeks," the **** said through a moan. "Please Mistress, I've been so good."

"No!"

"PLEASE!" The decuessa's only reply was to pick up her pace and **** hear **** over the forbidden edge as she moaned loudly in pleasure.

"Bad girl!"

"I'm sorry Mistress, I couldn't help it."

"Face down and ass up for the cane." The **** obeyed with a slight whine.

"You know what to do Maisey."

"Yes Mistress." _CRACK! _Maisey hissed in pain. "One, I must not cum without permission." CRACK! this time she screamed into a thick pillow. "Two, I must not cum without permission."

"Le'ts move," the sergeant said quietly. When they were far enough away from the ducesstha's bedchamber that she was sure she would not be heard, she turned on a small communications device and spoke into it. "The city's in civil unrest their are several near riots, and overflowing temples and shelters. The ducessa's food stores are low and as is the moral of her troops. Our biggest problem is the generator. It maybe old but it has a very effective cyclo-emiter. It will take at least a month of hard fast strikes to overload it. I am confident we can sabotage it. Awaiting orders, Sargent Nessler out," she said before sending off the highly encrypted communications burst.

"Your Majesty, we have a message from the recon team," a communications officer said as she turned to face where Jake was standing. He was watching the Holo-display that showed a wide view of the shielded city as heavy bombers and artillery units continued to pound the shield relentlessly. Jake strode over to the officer, a naked Adriana crawling behind him obediently on her leash.

"Interesting, very interesting," Jake said with a smile as he gently stroked Adriana's hair.

Jake now knows how weak Ducessa Aldano's position is. But, what will he do. Order the recon team to withdraw in order to send in a better armed and prepared infiltration unit? Order the recon team to withdraw and wait for the food supplies to run dry? Order the frigates, cruisers, carriers, and dreadnoughts of the third and fifth fleets to focus fire on the shield and overload it risking damage to the city and the people inside? Or, order the recon team to attempt to drop the shield from inside the city? Answer in comments.

A) With draw and send in a better armed infiltration team to lower the shield and attempt to capture the ducessa.

B) Withdraw and wait out the siege.

C) Withdraw and order a heavy orbital bombardment.

D) Order the recon team to attempt sabotaging the shield generator.

E) Something else. What?