The deal.

Following close behind is Ash, seemingly recovered from her earlier disappointment. They approach and Mika feels the Mistress's eyes pierce into her. Everyone pauses for a moment as the woman inspects Mika, eyeing her trapped form in the chair. Mika sees a bulge form under the evening gown. Nearly reaching down to, Mika realizes suddenly, the Futanari's knee. The fabric hides the full picture but Mika guesses it's at least 10 inches long.

The futa raises her eyebrow mischievously and gives a giggle.

"Ah, ha ha ha. Excuse me it's just the sight of you bound is quite pleasing. I am Mistress Delphine, and you will address me as such." She turns away, the outline of the hard cock between her legs vanishing under the thin veil of fabric.

"Sal has informed me of who you are, Mika Sebastian. I think you should relax, we aren't going to turn you over to the corpos. In fact I could have a proposition for you."

"Proposition?" A smouldering smirk on Mika's face. "Why Mistress Delphine, you're gonna have to take me to dinner first." For a moment she eyes the woman intently, then resumes seriousness. "Bah, I suppose I have no other choice than to listen. Shoot."

Mistress Delphine flashes a wolfish grin at Mika, making her skin crawl as if she'd just seen a guttershark pass her swimming. A moment later the Mistress gathered her composure again.

"Of course, let me begin from the start. A long time ago the organization I represent decided that due to the hostility of our home sector we would move. I wouldn't be surprised if you've heard of the Black Dragon Syndicate, we... Were the most powerful organization in Sector 1." She looks distantly at the walls of the room before continuing.

Mika starts at hearing the name, the Black Dragon Syndicate disappeared overnight before she was born, over 50 years ago. It seemed like everyone connected with the organization vanished or died. The corpos claimed credit for the quashing of the gang but there were always rumors that something else happened.

"Nevertheless the Black Dragons will not die like chattle like the other gangs we left behind when the purges started. We moved on despite the chance we'd be found out and shot. The corporations are looking for us and the crime syndicates here don't want another competitor. Therefore we need something, something to keep everyone from fucking us silly as soon as we make a move." She looks at Mika longingly before continuing.

"Bealite Inc. has made themselves a dangerous wildcard, and that's exactly what I need. I need you to find their bio-weapon, and steal it. We need that before we can move on with our plans..." Mika had heard rumors that Bealite Inc. had been working on some sort of terrible weapon, but those were only rumors.

"Sounds dangerous--very tantalizing." Mika licks her lips, fantasizing over the assignment. "'Ight, let's say I accepted the job; how many credits would you be payin'? Coz Imma tell ya right now, sweet sweet Mistress: I may be trash, but I ain't cheap."

Ash and Sal both flinch as Mika talks so insolently. The Mistress gives Mika a withering gaze as she clears her throat. "Ahem, we can pay upfront, 10 million credits. Upon completion another 40 million. Is that agreeable?" Her gaze lessens somewhat after a few moments and Sal and Ash breathe a little more than a moment ago.

Mika's mind goes to the amount of credits she was just offered. 50 million total!! She could live in the topside for years on that money. Or mayhaps upgrade her cybernetics to the latest models, glamour too. She could almost buy a ship for herself with that much money..

"Oof, I like the sound of that!" Mika sinks into the soft chair, wriggling her bound hands and feet. "One more thing, however . . . If I were nevertheless to return my client's much-wanted data, would that cause hostile greetings upon our next encounter?"

"I take it we have an agreement then?" The Mistress motions for Sal to unbind you. He quickly moves behind the chair and presses a button that retracts the bands that held Mika in place. "As for the data, you may take it to your client. In fact I will take delivery of it now if that's acceptable." She smirks, knowing that she had been playing Mika all along.

Finally free Mika checks her PDA to find a message from Jayce left unread. "If you can get out I'll have a taxi waiting." Ruefully Mika wishes Jayce had a better plan B than that. Mika also double checks her contract for the job, and indeed the name of the client is listed as M******* D********.

She stands to leave. "'Ight, Imma head out. The sooner I get out of these goopy rags, the better. But I'll be in touch." She turns to the Mistress. "Hopefully soon? Maybe the bunch of us could catch up for food and discuss plans? House of Noodles?" She interrupts herself, leaning into the lady's ear. "Maybe leave the weird Ash-kid at home with the nanny? Sally Boi's cool; need a chaperone after all."

Mistress Delphine grasps Mika's arm as she leans in "I think I have somewhere we could meet in mind... Although I need that data now, it should be all the info Altech had on Bealite research." She grabs Mika's jack and quickly plugs it into a port on her neck that was hidden under her hair. A moment later she pulls it away as Mika feels a copy of the data she took being made and transferred.

"I'd suggest looking over it yourself, it will benefit the both of us." As the Mistress unplugs from Mika, her hands linger on Mika's arm. "For now I believe I can provide a change of clothes. Sal! Take her to the wardrobe room." Sal moves to the door, holding it open for Mika. "This way!" He motions.