You stand before Admin Mars, your former boss. It had been satisfying to bring down the woman responsible for so much of your humiliation and degradation in your training. You know all to well though this will not be the end of your troubles. The tight knit inner circle of the Admins offer a great luxury of protection. Once Leader Cyrus or the other remaining Admins discovers your ascent, they will come to free Mars from your power and punish you for your transgressions to the team. It is well within your interests to just give Mars a subliminal command to ease up on you and continue your climb of a low rise up in power. However, No one will truly notice a difference under the cover of night. What harm would truly come from having some fun here and now.
Ignoring your base training to optimize strategies, you admire Mars's delicate figure illuminated by the florescent lights of the Windworks. Despite always being a complete bitch to you, you always loved Mars's petite curved figure. "Mars your new leader would like to admire her grunt's true beauty. Strip out of your uniform so I may have a proper look at your figure." You command to the dazed red head before you. "Yes Mistress." Mars replies as she reaches around and grabs the zipper to her space age dress, and pulls it down. Once the gravity of the floor takes of the silvery garment, She the reaches back around to unhook her red lace bra keeping her well rounded tits in place. As the bra then joins the dress on the floor, her tits are then free to bounce about, freed from their lace prison. Mars then turns around and bends over to give you a proper view of her perky ass. While bent over, she unzips her boots and steps out of them revealing the true length of her slender legs. Before coming back up, Mars then reaches her hips to pull down her matching re lace panties. As the panties are pulled down you are greeted by the lovely view of her well rounded, porcelain full moon. Once out of her panties, Mars stands up and turns back to face you, forbidding you from seeing her pert ass. "I hope my form pleases you Mistress." She says as though hoping for some praise.
Your former boss now stands before you completely naked. Her Porcelain skin illuminated by the lights. "Damn Mars if I hadn't know better I'd say you had that practiced." you tell her knowing well she can not retort back to you. Instead you are greeted by a stunning revelation. "Before I was with Team Galactic, I was an exotic dancer for a club in Sunnyshore City." Mars explains. Startled by her sudden explanation you then begin to ponder if you could use this new information to your advantage. It is clear you are ready to take your abilities to the next level.
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