Sif was impressed. She'd seen the witch achieve some truly remarkable things, but this was really something. And by such a tiny girl, no less. Not to mention inexperienced. And yet her young slave had successfully teleported her halfway across the galaxy and onto the ship of one of her favourite former slaves, giving her a chance to retake what Odin had stolen from her.
Sif would definitely have to reward Wanda for this. But Wanda's pleasure could wait, as now Sif was going to need her full concentration if she was going to reacquire one of her favourite pets, Sif's entire body tingling with anticipation with every step she took.
Slowly Sif made her way through the spacecraft, her years of training serving her well. Although truth be told Sif was surprised she continued to go completely undetected, the warrior deciding that fate must be smiling on her today.
That was proven more right then she could have imagined when she not only found Gamora in her sleeping quarters, practically begging to be taken, but her dear sister Nebula as well.
Not that there embrace was particularly sisterly, then again they weren't related by blood, or even the same species, so Sif felt nothing but lust watching their naked bodies grinding against each other as if they were warming up for her.
For maybe a minute Sif watched the enchanting sight, then Gamora spotted her and froze, "Mistress?"
"Gamora." Sif beamed, stepping into the room, "I am so glad to see you, I have missed you. And you have already helped me acquire another slave from my collection. How thoughtful of you."
Nebula jumped off of her 'sister', took a defensive stance and growled, "Do not be so sure, I have killed many arrogant Asgardians just like you."
"I assure you, you have never encountered someone like me." Sif softly purred, before her eyes narrowed, "And I'm very aware of your body count, which is why I will feel no remorse for enslaving you. You are a rabid dog which needs to be tamed by a gentle master, and I assure you, you will find serving me a lot more pleasurable than Thanos."
Not understanding why Gamora remained on the bed instead of joining her, not that she needed her, Nebula call to her, "Sister, do you cower from the presence of this lower being?"
There was a moment of silence and then Gamora softly said, "Mistress, please forgive my sister's arrogance and permit her to become yours. I promise she will be useful to you, and please you well."
"Sister?" Nebula murmured in disbelief as she turned her head to see Gamora kneeling before the Asgardian.
"Do not make the same mistake I did sister." Gamora softly pleated while never taking her eyes off of her Mistress, "Do not resist, or attempt to fight her. You are hers now, your mind will just need time to fully realise it."
"Sister, stop this madness. I... I will..." Nebula trailed off, unable to hide her shock at watching the mighty Gamora bend down and begin kissing Sif's feet."
"Please Mistress, forgive my sister. And me." Gamora pleaded in between kisses, "She is arrogant. And I-"
"Shhhhhh, It's okay my pet. I do not blame you for what happened." Sif reassured her slave, before returning to her latest conquest and smiling, "As you can see, the rumours are true. The deadliest woman in the galaxy kneels at my feet. She, and every other female in the galaxy, are rightfully mine, and in time you will see it as a privilege to be one of my official slaves."
There was a moment of silence, this one much longer than the first, which Sif was grateful for because it meant she could enjoy the feeling of the deadliest woman in the galaxy grovelling at her feet. She also got to enjoy the look of indecision on Nebula's face, the other daughter of Thanos looking equal parts aroused and frightened by the sight before her.
And then her eyes narrowed and she looked forwards, but her mind had to be so clouded by Sif's magical influence that she couldn't think straight, because she telegraphed her attack incredibly badly. It was embarrassing how easy Sif dodged Nebula's attack, the Asgardian chuckling as she proceeded to play with her prey like a cat with a mouse.
That was until Nebula landed a blow, at which point Sif proceeded to trap Nebula's arms behind her back. As a general rule Sif did not enjoy taking women against their will, but there was something thrilling about holding Nebula tightly to her and feeling her influence over her opponent increase.
Besides, she already knew from Gamora's confessions about her many nights with her adopted sibling that Nebula enjoyed the female form, although Sif could have realised that from the way Nebula first looked at her. And of course from the way she had been grinding against Gamora when she arrived.
Nebula was nearly blinded by rage, both at her sister's Mistress and at herself. Here she was flailing around like a dumb beast caught in a trap, unable to free herself no matter what she tried.
She knew several ways to get out of this hold, but she didn't remember them until was already too late, the sexual magic first clouding her judgement and then enticing her to give in, that enticement became increasingly tempting as she continued to tried to use her legs to escape to no avail. Asgardians were naturally strong, but this one was stronger than any Nebula had faced before. And more beautiful.
"You cannot win, sister." Gamora said softly, "Do not let your pride turn you into a fool. Recognise you are beaten and join me in serving the great and powerful Mistress Sif."
"I promise you, you will be rewarded." Sif grinned, sliding a hand cautiously down to Nebula's exposed pussy, delighted to find it was already wet and ready to be rubbed.
Nebula moaned and allowed herself to become limp. It was all just for show, to lure her opponent into a full sense of security, although the urge to give up was almost overwhelming. And really, why should she? She was already a slave to Thanos, and most of her existence Nebula had wished for a kinder master.
