Mission: Irresistible Ch. 3

This is basically an erotic Sify story and this is definitely not hard science, it is more of a sexually erotic story set in space. It is a continuation of the League of Planets series but now it is a major player in space and needs agents to find out what is happening around them. Since the League started out as a hedonistic playground, the agents are female and use their sexuality to elicit information from other planets.

Of course all characters are over 21. The Mission Irresistible Series contains BDSM, bondage, exhibitionism, and lots of kinky sex. If you don't like these things then this story may not be for you. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments.

PS - This is the first Part of the Mission Irresistible series. If you have fantasies, ideas, etc for new stories or twists on this series please let me know, that includes twists on existing stories and I will see what I can do. Many of my stories have started out that way.

Mission Irresistible

Chapter 3

Lyra scanned the surface of Iris, plus videos and audios of what passed as radio. Everything seemed the opposite of Chiron. Where Chiron was lush, green and bursting with life, Iris was stark, dry and devoid of anything except scrub trees and bushes. The videos were just as dark as the landscape. Everyone dressed in shades of gray with the men in black robes and all the women covered in what looked like old fashioned Burkas.

No one had a smile on their face or looked like they were having fun. They had videos of a temple that reminded her of an Aztec sacrificial chamber, except it had a large statue of what she assumed was a God, with a huge phallus. The phallus statue seemed out of place when compared to everything else, sex seemed like the farthest thing they would ever think about. It was very foreboding and the words of the Sultan came back to her, "They have been known to sacrifice people that don't agree with them."

Lyra orbited the planet several times trying to get a handle on what this place was all about. Then she decided to contact her boss. After a day of orbiting the planet, she finally got ahold of him and she described her preliminary findings of the planet Iris and she had a bad sense about this place. Lyra suggested that they bypass this planet and look for other places to bring into the League.

The director responded, "No Lyra you need to investigate this place completely and carefully. This is the kind of place we have been hearing rumors about, places that are ruled by a religious theocracy. The rumors have been revealing sacrificial ceremonies and conquering armies in the name of their god. We need to know what these places are all about, is the League in danger from them and how counteract these cults."

Lyra listened with a real sense, portending danger. The director continued, "Lyra you need to be careful, hide your beauty, don't use any of your sexuality like you did on Chiron, but gather as much information as you can and then get out of there."

Lyra thought about how to accomplish everything the director wanted and she was deep in thought as he continued, "This is only your second mission and one of the most dangerous any of our agent shas undertaken, so be careful. If we don't hear from you in a week, we will send an armed force to rescue you."

Lyra knew it had taken her over a year plus some months to get here, so any rescue party would be a long time getting here. Most likely if something bad happened, she would be a long time dead by the time any rescue got here, then she thought of something, "Director, if after a week you don't hear from me, try contacting the Chironites and see if they can do anything."

The director responded, "Great idea. Setup a relay from your communications gear to the Chironites and that way we can communicate easier, also download your translation AI into your system."

Lyra responded, "Already done!"

After she signed off Lyra began studying the videos from the planet so she could develop a plan on how to covertly gather information without revealing herself. She knew this was the problem because she had been chosen for her appeal and beauty, the very things she didn't want on this mission.

This was a new situation for her because her entire life, her poise, her beauty, and her captivating personality always opened doors. Now those same attributes were a problem and could get her in trouble or even killed. Lyra really didn't have anything that clothing that comported the dress style on this planet. The only thing she might be able to use was a hooded cape, but it was bright blue, and color was another thing they didn't like.

The more she looked the more she began to understand the planet and the people. Almost all the women she found in the various videos wore a slave collar and the vast majority were dressed in diaphanous harem style outfits that revealed portions of their body. This kind of outfit she knew she would love and she would create a spectacle. But the videos also revealed a predilection for bondage and BDSM, something she also enjoyed.

Lyra pondered how to approach her dress code. If she dressed in her exhibitionist preference, she knew that she would be ogled and taken for someone that took their culture and dress code to heart. However, she felt as if they wouldn't take her seriously as an ambassador from earth. She came up with a compromise.

Lyra worked with her tool generators to change the color of her cape and even her flight suit she planned to wear underneath the cape. Her generator dulled the color but didn't get rid of all the color. She dressed in her diaphanous painted-on flight suit and studied her image shaking her head. No matter what, her spectacular shape and stunning facial beauty could not be disguised. She understood she needed to find someone on the planet that might be more accepting of a person from another planet.

She began searching her video transmissions looking for someone that might be accepting of a foreign agent and found a man that spoke against many of the repressive rules. He still dressed and spoke like all the priests, and he was the only person that spoke against the harsh rules and punishment. Okay so she had a plan, dressed in her subdued clothes, even though it really didn't hide her beauty and then left to find and meet the man she found on the videos.

Lyra landed in an isolated area and began her walk to her intended target. She kept her face down, avoided eye contact and kept her cape closed. Still, she garnered glances and some people uttered, "Praise him, praise god."

Lyra finally reached the house where the man she was going to see supposedly lived. She knocked on the door and a very handsome man dressed in a robe opened the door. His surprised look made her hastily explain, "Good morning, my name is Lyra and I am from another planet. Could I talk to you about creating relations between our worlds?"

The translator got most of it right and she saw in his eyes that he somewhat understood her purpose. He swung the door open and invited her in, then rapidly glanced out the door to see who might be watching and then rapidly closed the door. She kept her head down and the cape on until he said, "Please sit down."

Lyra pushed her hood off her head and unclasped the cape leaving her in her paint-on see-though flight suit. The man's eyes bugged out and at first, he stared into her aquamarine-colored eyes, then traveled to her gorgeous face and finally roamed over her stunning figure.

He introduced himself as Amun and he bowed as his greeting to her. Amun was motioning for her to come sit with him. They heat that he was giving her with his eyes would not allow her to do anything but comply. Lyra followed his indication to come closer and as she did, he put his hands possessively around her waist and pulled her onto his lap. Lyra complied and she could feel the heat from his hand deep in her pussy. His right hand went to the top of the jumpsuits Velcro opening and he peeled it open from her neck to her crotch.

Lyra had not expected this amorous behaviour from what she had seen from the planet's videos, but her body, face and sex appeal were why she was chosen for this mission. She cooed as his hands pealed the flight suit from her torso, then he lifted her off his lap as he completely undressed her. His eyes and hands caressed her with abandon and as her body began to respond she asked, "Do I meet with your approval?"

Amun halted for a second and responded, "Never have I seen or touched a creature as captivatingly beautiful as you. Your face and figure draw me in, and I can't resist touching you. The spies from Chiron were right, you are something very special." He put his other hand on her belly and caressed upwards until he had her breast cupped in his hand. She should tell him this was not allowed, but the rules never applied to Lyra.

The fact that the people of this world had been warned of her arrival made her warry of his intentions, but if the spies told him of what happened on Chiron, then he would know about her sexual interlude with the Sultan. He would also know what a hot babe she was and he could most likely take advantage of her succulent body.

As he began to rub her already engorged nipple, she felt the nipple lurch even harder and transmit its pleasure directly to her pussy creating a strong ache. She squirmed in his lap and rubbed up against his very large hard cock. Lyra was glad to find out he was not immune to her charms, and she started flexing her ass against his hard cock as he said, "I want you to attend a party I'm giving tomorrow night, and you will be the centerpiece of the party."

The way he said it was not a request but an order, so she answered the only way she could. "Yes, may I inquire as to what to what a centerpiece is and whom will be attending?"

"You will be well taken care of. I will expect you to be here an hour before sunset. The attendees will be most of the leaders of the resistance."

As he was talking to Lyra his hand left her waist and traveled between her legs and slid 2 fingers into Lyra's very wet pussy. As Lyra's excitement began to blaze, she noticed several faces on a computer screen watching this man molest her, and that turned her on even more. Lyra laid her head back exposing her throat and thrusting her breasts with more prominence and Amun took full advantage by kissing down her neck and then sucking a nipple deep into his mouth. Except for the music, the house was silent as everybody on the computer screen watched Lyra being manhandled and finger fucked on this man's lap.

As this man masterfully built the passion in her body, Lyra could feel all the eyes from the computer watching her writhe on his lap. All the watching eyes were like hundreds of fingers caressing her skin, hundreds of tongues licking her nipples, belly, legs, and centering on her pussy and they were rapidly bringing Lyra to a climax. Lyra's moans were becoming audible to everyone, and it was obvious to everyone that her climax was on its way and not be denied.

As Amun continued his manipulation of Lyra's body he felt a power over this woman that allowed him to do anything to her. The audience was not lost on Lyra as well and he wanted to show everyone here that he could take this woman, bend her to his will and make her climax with impunity. With that thought he started rapidly rubbing her clit and sent Lyra over the edge and into the orgasm she had been waiting for all night.

Her body arched backward with her pussy lifting, seeking more of his fingers and then everything froze with all her muscles locked tightly in orgasmic splendor. Her body, hips and legs quivered spastically causing her breasts to wobble enticingly. Amun took full advantage of when he began sucking on the other nipple. Lyra's cry of completion was heard throughout the house.

"AAAHHHHH... OH YES... OH GOD... YES... YES... OH GOD... AAAHHHH."

As she started coming back to earth, Lyra realized the spectacle that she had just created, but she didn't care. The climax this man had just given her was worth it, and besides she was here to give the audience a show, and she did. Lyra felt the euphoria start to fade as Amun pulled his fingers from her pussy and stuck them in his mouth to taste her nectar. Lyra straightened in his lap and then leaned in to give him a sensuous kiss, and then she said.

"I look forward to tomorrow, should I wear something formal?"

"No, you will be the centerpiece, and I have a costume for you here." He responded and then handed her a very small bag.

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Lyra was back at the ship, and she spent her time researching more about this planet and the more she found the more she wondered if coming here was a good idea. From everything she found the planet was very Chauvinistic where women were mostly submissive chattel and men were dominant, controlling masters.

Lyra dressed in the costume Amun had given her and it was almost non-existent. The outfit he had given her consisted of a beaded choker, with rings attached on each side and a strip of beads running down the front and back until they joined a waist band. Her entire body was uncovered and there was nothing hidden but the strips of beads accentuated her breasts, tiny waist and bald delicious pussy.

She looked quite fetching and delicious in this outfit. She was beginning to understand what centerpiece actually meant and she knew every eye would be on her. She wouldn't have it any other way. As she began to get ready, she added some makeup and highlights to her skin making sure that every eye ogled the centerpiece. Her exhibitionist mindset was in full mode as she prepared to devastate the people at the party. She covered the outfit with her cape for the walk to Amun's house

Amun met Lyra at the door he unclasps her cape, took her hand and held it up in the air for her to do a twirl giving him a full 360 view of her devastatingly gorgeous form. Lyra complied and after she completed her twirl she looked in his eyes and the same lusty heat from yesterday was there, but this time his eyes were also hard and commanding. She immediately felt her nipples harden and her pussy started throbbing as it began to get wet. She looked away wondering what kind of power this man had to affect her this way.

He led her into the dining room and said, "Here we are, get undressed and I will get you ready."

Lyra gave him a confused look, she wondered what the outfit was for and then it hit her. Yesterday he said she would be the centerpiece and as she looked at the table, she saw leather manacles at the top and bottom of the table. The table was really more of a rack and all the bondage she saw on the videos she watched were coming true. She was going to be tied naked to the table and literally be the table's centerpiece. Well, this was not at all what she had been expecting, but listening to everyone's table conversations she might pick up some intelligence her boss could use. So, she stripped off the entire costume and when she was naked, he picked her up and placed in the center of the table and then fastened her arms and legs into the manacles.

He began to crank something, and arms and legs were stretched towards the top, bottom and sides of the table. When he finished Lyra's arms and legs were stretched to opposite ends of the table. Pulling her arms had thinned her tiny waist, lifted her ribcage and thrust her breasts high on her chest so they were tightly on display. Her tiny, muscled belly was snuggling against her backbone creating a very sexy strip of flesh between her breasts and her hips that were thrust upward displaying her glistening pussy lips. Amun sprayed her with something and for a few minutes she blacks out.

Lyra wakes and glances around feeling the erotic stretch from the table/rack. Her hands are bound together, pulled up over her head, and fastened at the top of the table. Her legs are bound spread wide to the bottom corners of the table. There are also straps binding her upper thighs and upper arms to the table. There are machines all around her with monitors either blank or showing various lines with spiky trend lines. Many of the machines have wires leading to pads attached to parts of Lyra's body, but many of the pads have no wires, just a little spike that serves as a wireless antenna.

The pads are attached to her legs, inner thighs, around her belly and chest leading up to some pads on her neck and around her face. There are also several machines that have glowing, fiber-optic cables leading to various devices. Likewise, these fiber-optic cables lead to other screens around her that are currently blank but show the results of the fiber optic cameras.

Lyra raises her head looking around her with her eyes wide with fear and apprehension. She quickly glances around at all the equipment and her fear grows. She has no idea what Amun's plan is or what is going on. Lyra notices a group of other aliens in the corner watching her. One of them is bigger and bulkier than the rest, and she guesses he is the leader, and he is currently conversing with Amun. However, all the others are tall, and skinny, almost emaciated.

Amun walks up to Lyra and explains, "We need to understand the power you have. Your stunning beautiful face and body have effects on all of us, but the way you affect us goes beyond just your beauty and we need to understand why. The tests will not hurt you, but they will help us understand why you affect all of us so."

The bulkier alien advances on Lyra; his bony fingers beginning to turn on many of the instruments around her. Then he brings two long snaking tubes with suction cups attached and begins to fit them over her nipples. He turns on a knob and her nipples are sucked into the suction cups drawing the blood into her sensitive breast flesh. He momentarily cuts the vacuum, takes off the suction cups, and with his fingers feels her now engorged nipples. He pinches and prods until satisfied; then put the suction cups back over her nipples.

Lyra watches this with sick fascination, almost as if it is happening to someone else. She knows that her seductive power is mostly just the way she is but her life as an escort, dancer and performer on the League of Planets help create the way she moves to seduce people. However, her nanites enhance all her powers and pheromones bringing her erotic power to a new level. From everything she has seen these people don't have any nanite technology and will not decipher her true sensual power.

All the instruments around her come alive with beeps, lines, and squiggles. One screen even has close ups of her nipples. Lyra suddenly feels something different on her nipples, stirring the fire inside her. She looks down at the suction tubes and notices something spinning at the tips of her nipples. It looks like a fan blade made of feathers. Only these feathers are like no animal she had ever seen. Her nipples are sucked into the tube with the tips brushing against the feathers.

The effect is devastatingly erotic, with the suction drawing the blood into her nipples increasing their already explosive responsiveness. The suction sensitizes her nipples and with the spinning feathers caressing them, her nipples erupt into hungry, wanton, peaks of unquenchable fiery desire. Lyra arches her back into ravenous intensity, trying to sedate the fiery longing that torments her aching nipples.

These suction cups are also fitted with fiber optic cameras to judge the effects of the torment and, the pictures are seen on the screen next to her. To judge Lyra's reactions another fiber-optic camera is in use. It is in the form of a dildo, and it is inserted in her pussy. As the machines come to life, the inside of Lyra's pussy is also shown on the screen next to her.

Lyra's fear and anxiety rapidly jumps to a new level as the probes are inserted in her body. She begins to scream, "What are you doing to me? Stop, leave me alone." However, her body has a different reaction and the torturous white-hot fire in her nipples is not to be denied. Her screams of protest are laced with whimpering moans with her sensual body and muscular tremors revealing her real feelings.

No one answers, but the other smaller aliens began to gather around the instruments taking readings. The larger alien begins twisting dials, varying the suction on her nipples and adjusting the probes inside her. The suction and feathers are definitely having an effect on Lyra. Her breathing is deeper, ragged, and the cameras show her nipples are getting thicker and harder as they are distended into the feathers.

The pussy camera shows her vaginal walls becoming redder and shinier as her secretions start to build. Her breathing becomes more labored. The aliens can see her nipples are about as hard and distended as they are going to get. As they look at the pussy camera, they can see a pulse throbbing through the very slick walls of her pussy.

Next, step is another tube starts snaking down under side of the table with a smaller dildo end. It is also fitted with a fiber optic camera, and this is inserted into her asshole. The alien puts some lube on his boney finger, using this finger to lubricate her rosebud sliding the dildo into her sphincter. He slides it in and out a few times, then steps back and looks at the cameras.

Her nipples are the same, but her pussy seems a little slicker and the camera shows that every once in a while, she can see a shudder pass through the walls of her pussy. Lyra feels the quivering shutters in her pussy and her brown star. Her body is a fine-tuned erotic machine and all of these stimuli are having an effect.

Lastly, he pulls the last glowing tube down and places the small suction cup over her clit. This one is also fitted with the spinning feathers. Her body's reaction is immediate. As her hips tilt up as far has her bondage allows, she gasps and moans as her hips pump up and down. The pussy camera shows her channel growing wider and strong pulses can be observed running through her pussy. As the suction pulls her clit from its hood, the slick glistening of her nectar can be seen shining in her pussy. The inside of her pussy has changed from a soft pink to a demanding red, and throbbing pulses can be seen as the fiery hunger grows.

As they watch, the throbbing pulses in her pussy seem to become more frequent. Lyra is squirming, thrashing her head back and forth, while arching her back trying to ease the burning torture in her nipples. At the same time, her hips are bouncing up and down trying to quench the fire in her loins. Lyra is moaning and whimpering, while at the same time screaming, "Leave me alone, stop it, go away!"

But her hips are moving up and down, and the clit camera is showing a red, angry clit already peeking out of its hood. The lead alien varies the suction on her clit making it slightly stronger, and her hips strain higher trying to find the climax she is craving. Her moans turn to gasping breaths, and they can begin to see Lyra strain towards her pinnacle as her stomach muscles begin to flex and bunch up.

Now on the monitor they can visibly see her pussy trying to grasp something. Her pussy is tightening in waves, and the rippling in her pussy is becoming more pronounced. Her pussy is soaked with her juices pooling inside her cunt. Her clit is now prominently sticking up while constantly lashed by the feathers. Her stomach, hip and leg muscles are starting to bunch, quiver and strain. All the muscles around her loins are dancing erotically under her skin and her cries are telling them, she is almost there.

"Oh please... Oh God Please. Oh please let me... Oooooooooo!"

Then in a couple of heart beats she is there. Her head is thrown back against the table, her chest is thrown out lifting her breasts and nipples that are still being sucked and lashed by the feathers. Her hips are beating a pattern against the table as they come off and, on the table, repeatedly, all the while her pussy is swiveling forward and backward.

"AAAgggghh... Ohh GOD... AAAgggghhhh... OOOhhh... Ohh GOD!"

The pussy camera shows her pussy clamp down at first; sucking waves starting in her pussy. They would start a little past her G-Spot starting to roll to the back of her pussy and then out of sight, starting over and doing it again.

The large alien moved to her side and lifted the suction tube from her nipple, then reached over and pinched it. The pussy camera showed her pussy clamp down as he did this, confirming she has a direct link from her nipples to her pussy. The relentless feather lashing of her clit and his nipple play had her climaxing again, this time even harder and her cries echoed even louder.

"AAAgggghh... AAGGAIIN... Ohh GOD... OOOhhh... AGAIN... Ohh GOD... OOOhhh!"

The alien replaced the suction device over her nipple and for the next hour continued to probe different areas of her body gauging her reactions. They used a little electric wand, shocking device creating little electrical shocks all over her body. For the aliens it was all very scientific as they tried stimulating her hands, feet, legs, arms and various points on her torso. For a few moments, they would also remove all suction devices and try the electrical shocks around her pussy, on her clit, and her nipples.

For Lyra, her body was in constant seizure. The aliens couldn't tell whether her spasms were by her unrelenting orgasms or her body's reaction to the electrical shocks. Her face was a mask of surprised, unrelenting and almost painful ecstasy, with her eyes lost in an unseeing stare. Lyra's body was glistening with perspiration as her torturous ecstasy continues. She looks like she's been in a muscle building competition with all her muscles tight, knotted, and prominent against her skin.

After what seemed like an eternity for Lyra, they turned off all the suction devices and the other electronic equipment. They pulled off all the probes, tubes, and patches attached to her skin, and left Lyra naked still strapped tightly to the table. Her body was still trembling and twitching with erotic fever as she slumped against the table. Her skin was glowing pink from her overwhelming, erotic ordeal and her nipples, pussy lips, and clit were all swollen. Even the circulated air flowing over her skin was enough to stimulate her sensitized nipples and clit.

Amun walked up to her and stroked her hot sensitive skin, cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples as he spoke, "You have affected everyone in the room and you're spectacular body is a sexual dynamo. No one has ever seen anyone as erotic or stimulating as you are. We all want to fuck you but that will have to wait. Despite all the data we have no idea why you affect all of us the way you do and for now we will just enjoy you. The scientists will continue to study the readings but for now all of our guests have arrived, and you will be their centerpiece." Lastly, he put a blindfold over her eyes.

Lyra was unsure had long she lay there before she heard lots of voices come into the room. They all suddenly stopped, and she knew she was a sight, displayed on the table like a dinner course. Her body was still shuddering with her erotic overload, her pheromones were blasting through the room, her body glistened with erotic perspiration and her muscles were dancing beneath her skin showing her erotic glory. The vision in her head of how she must look stretched out on the table started heating her pussy, again. Lyra heard a women's voice say.

"Oh my Amun you sure know how to decorate a table. Can she be desert as well?"

Lyra heard Amun respond. "We'll see, but do feel free to sample anything on the table."

Lyra's breathing increased and her pussy starting warming up again. Just moments after Amun gave his consent Lyra felt hands, fingers, tongues and lips all over her and her body with erotic heat spreading through her belly. Fingers were in her pussy and lips on her clit and nipples; someone was nibbling her navel, and some soft feminine lips began kissing her mouth.

All the stimulation was quickly bringing her blood to a boil and the fact that she could not see any of it just heightened the feelings. She moaned into the mouth ravishing her lips and the lips responded by spearing her tongue into Lyra's mouth.

Just as her body was starting its climb to an orgasm, she heard Amun say, "Let's call this meeting to order and actually eat some food."

As all the hands, fingers and lips left her body Lyra was gasping for breath and her body was trembling on the edge of a massive climax. Lyra moaned, whimpered and pleaded for everyone to come back and finish her. Several people laughed, but she felt one finger slip back into her pussy and she arched her hips as far as she could trying to pull it deeper into her and moaned sensuously. "Oh God Please More."

"Bianca, Stop now!" Amun sternly warned.

The hand withdrew and they went on with dinner and their meeting. For the most part Lyra didn't catch anything that was relevant but, she was trying to remember everything they said so she could repeat it back her boss. She was glad that she had turned on the record function on her translation box. She heard many names mentioned, but none meant anything to her. Most of the conversation was about the overthrow of the religious leaders but much of the context and details were left out. After what seemed like an eternity the meeting seemed to be breaking up and desert was brought out. It appeared that Lyra was the main serving dish for dessert.

Different fruits were placed on different positions on her body and then different jams, honeys and marmalades were spread on her body and then everything was topped off with whipped cream. Different pieces of fruit were shoved into her pussy and when everyone started eating the fruit out of her pussy Lyra was quickly rocketed to her orgasm. Her orgasm only served to make people eat more of the items spread over her body. Very quickly she was climaxing continuously as her body writhed and quivered within the confines of her bondage all while still under the feeding frenzy of the dinner guests.

"OH GOD... OH GOD... MORE.. OH STOP... OH GOD... AAHHH... TOO MUCH... GOD... AAHHH."

Being bound to the table Lyra could barely move and most of her movements were the quivering and thrashing related to the bliss radiating through her body. Her nipples, pussy, navel and now her lips all had people eating her with gusto. The woman kissing her before had her tongue deep into Lyra's mouth and all of her screams of passion went into the mystery woman's mouth.

One by one the dinner guests became satisfied and stopped feasting on Lyra's body. However, even after the last guest stopped feasting on her Lyra was still quivering and shaking from the multiple orgasms. Her arms and legs were released from the manacles; she was lifted off the table and her quaking body was carried to a bathroom. Amun took off her eye mask after he set her on the bathroom counter.

"Get cleaned up and back into your costume and then come out and meet my guests." He said and then left the room.

Lyra knew this was her opportunity, so she stepped into the shower, quickly rinsed off the desert and then got dressed back in the non-existent costume. She looked into the mirror, and she had to admit after all the torment, teasing, and orgasms her body was stunning, radiating a sensual glow and was ready for more.

Lyra opened the bathroom door and as she exited into the hall, explosions rocked the room. The room in front of her was filled with smoke that drifted around her naked body. Then several arms grabbed her, and she was dragged in front of a large man dressed as a priest. He scanned her deliciously naked form and raised his eyebrows in obvious appreciation.

The priest pinched her still engorged nipples and with glee in his voice stated, "The rebels have brought us a special gift just in time for our holy celebration. You my dear will be our sacrifice to our god of eroticism and oh what a spectacular sacrifice you will be."