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"Of course, I want you along. Any thoughts on what I should wear?" Katla asked. She stopped to examine a door that was slightly different than the others, an arrow indicating that it went down. Some sort of basement perhaps?

"Many but I'll keep most to myself." Jaclyn said giving a small self-satisfied smile. "Were there any formal events like this on Asgard?"

"A few." Katla replied, deciding to open the door and indicating her aide to follow her down the stairs. "But I have a feeling they were a bit less... restrained." Asgardian politics were much less nuanced than those of Avalon. If two groups of Raiders had a dispute they'd fight and fuck it out. If two companies had a dispute, they'd hire Raiders to fight and fuck it out for them. Usually with the CEO's ass on the line. Real down in the dirt politics was a problem for the Council of Elders and Katla had never been an Elder.

"I can imagine." The look on Jaclyn's face as the lights revealed the room's contents was absolutely precious. Katla had to admit she was just as impressed.

The room in front of them looked to be any deviant's dream. There were shackles on the walls, pillories in the center and a complete arsenal of toys lining any spot on the walls that the shackles weren't occupying.There were also plenty of soft-looking loungers around the room at regular intervals in all sorts of different shapes and sizes. The centerpiece of the room being an absolutely massive bed whose purpose it wasn't hard to ascertain.

"Well. I can see where the furniture budget went." Katla said, giving a low whistle as she took in the splendor. "Reminds me of home."

"There was... something... like this in your house?" Jaclyn asked, reluctantly following after Katla as she went deeper into the room.

"Oh yeah, most Raider families have one." Katla took a medium sized dildo off the wall and inspected it, very high quality stuff. "When you're bringing in slaves all the time its fun to have the variety available." She took the head of the dildo into her mouth, bobbing her head on it to the confused look of her aide. Yup, it was definitely good quality, all the details were right. She had a feeling she could fill it with real cum or whatever other fluid she would want. She wiped it off and put it back in its spot. "So what were you saying about clothes?"

"Um-well... they... make a big impression." Jaclyn said, finally getting her feet back. "The princess wanted uniforms. She's trying to show she has followers in the military. Its about optics."

"How much would I be insulting her if I wore something else?" Katla asked, moving to sit on one of the seats and indicating for Jaclyn to join her. It was really really comfortable.

"Not much." Jaclyn settled herself down as well, her eyes still occasionally flickering around the room at the various implements. "You are not in her faction nor are you under her obligation. She will be happy that you are there at all. What were you thinking instead?"

"I've got a few dresses. I figured one of them would be appropriate." Katla said with a shrug, her aide hid her mouth with her hand. "You know if I've said something funny you can just laugh, we're alone here."

"I'm sorry Commodore... its just... a dress would say that you are either looking to take someone home or you are trying to draw attention. Either way you could expect a lot of offers to dance." Jaclyn explained. That would explain the lack of a formal Avalonian military dress. Katla had been wondering about that but not enough to actually look up the information.