Disciplinary Broadcast

"Don't you look adoring, gosh I hope to see the exact face you've given to your people."

Anua, the goddess and Sentinel Prime that controls the Aether Station. She flippex the switch lighting up her personal quarters. Holograms showcasing the world with multiple dots indicating a growing colony. Some red, meaning their in poor health, others green for in good fortune.

The goddess walked over from behind the desk. Her cock stretched out, far greater than that of a centaur. It was hardening at the sight of Owae, and it just kept growing. Four feet in length with a good eight to ten inches in diameter. Both of her own hands couldn't wrap around it. Between her legs, she had three very plump testicles and it appears she hasn't been relieved in a long time now.

Two black orbs appeared in the room. They are called Obsidians, taking in a form of a highly muscular male and female. Standing on both sides of the water bed with eyes dead set on Owae.

"It's not everyday a rotten Eos gets to be put in their place! Right Sentinel Anua?"

A lady in gold spoke up with a hologram in hand. It was a little broadcast recorder with a decent sized audience getting a view. The lady looked spoiled and crazy, no remorse marked her face as she smiled cheerfully at the goddess.

"We are simply a race of pride dear. Anyone would be subjected to the same fate if repeated what she did. Keep that in mind."

Anua murmured as she approached over to Owae, her cock stretched out greeting the girl on her face.