Balaya Praelior Zambrano
Balaya Zambrano, Emperor's Bust
[member="Lia'ssa"]
She was letting her rub the oil into her back and shoulders... feeling it deo iun the muscles while she spoke. "Come child, talk with me. You are not like the others here.. you stil have a spark of resistance to me, to your masters. You want to flourish, you want to be strong but you are trapped. A lost little lamb in the big bad smugglers moon." She was looking back but turned her head to relax on the table and obscure her face but not her force presence with her hair. The sith lord herself was enjoying the sensation of hands on her hips, her ankles and the one slave girl rubbing her foot. She had her equipment in the one corner of the room where the firebird was watching silently. The zeltron had the power all around herself moving her hand to touch at the twi'leks leg and tapping her. "Come now dearie speak to me."
She was letting her rub the oil into her back and shoulders... feeling it deo iun the muscles while she spoke. "Come child, talk with me. You are not like the others here.. you stil have a spark of resistance to me, to your masters. You want to flourish, you want to be strong but you are trapped. A lost little lamb in the big bad smugglers moon." She was looking back but turned her head to relax on the table and obscure her face but not her force presence with her hair. The sith lord herself was enjoying the sensation of hands on her hips, her ankles and the one slave girl rubbing her foot. She had her equipment in the one corner of the room where the firebird was watching silently. The zeltron had the power all around herself moving her hand to touch at the twi'leks leg and tapping her. "Come now dearie speak to me."