Rhea still looked at me like I was talking in another language. "What? Your reasoning for wanting to torment my son is so he can have a better chance when he is reborn?" She asked, and then added, "you know how fucking crazy that sounds, right?"
I sighed, knowing that this was going to be difficult. "I understand it sounds crazy, but trust me, there's more at stake here than you realize. Your family is in danger from both Drexel's actions and external threats like Ziri'aK. If we don't do something now, the consequences could be far worse for all of you."
Rhea seemed to consider my words carefully for a moment before responding. "If... if I agree to help you, how can I know you're really trying to save us? What assurances do I have?"
"You'll just have to take a leap of faith," I replied, knowing that, ultimately, it would be her choice whether or not to believe me. "But I promise you this: if you help me, I will only kill Drexel, and I will leave you my ship for you all to get away."
Rhea's eyes widened but then returned to being narrowed, more suspicious than before. "Now that just sounds stupid. How do you expect me to believe that you will just give us your ship if we help you kill my son? This sounds way too good to be true, and I am too old to fall for something like that!"
"Hold on," I said, putting up a hand. "I am giving you my ship after because I will not need it. I plan on taking my own life after your sons. This is my last job."
Rhea's eyes widened in surprise at my revelation, but she seemed to be weighing the sincerity of my words. After a long silence, she finally spoke.
"Let's say I believe you," she said cautiously. "What exactly do you need me to do?"
I breathed a small sigh of relief that she was at least considering our plan. "I need you to help me really break him. I need him to feel completely betrayed by all the people he cares about. From what I can see, that has to be you all, right?"
Rhea snorted and then looked away with a sour look. "That is what I used to think, but my son is not one that I raised. This is a monster. He doesn't care about money, only jobs that he can do that involve killing people."
"So, then, what do you suggest?" I asked, and Rhea turned back to look at me with a curious look.
"What do you look like under all that?" She asked, looking me up and down.
"You can un-suit. I have tranquilizers trained on her, so you will be fine," Aquaria said into my helmet.
I disengaged the armor, and the suit hissed slightly as I took my helmet off, and the body opened up for me to step out. I was covered in a form-fitting black suit designed for the interior of the armor.
Rhea's eyes widened as she looked at my face, and then her features softened somewhat. "You're not too bad looking. I have to admit, I assumed you were a child or at least younger, but you aren't that much younger than me, are you?" She asked, standing up to place a hand on my chest.
Drexel's mother was at least 10 years older than me, but she was in good shape. Rhea even looked good in the ratty clothing she was wearing, which consisted of torn jeans and a faded tank top. "I am not that much younger, no," I replied, curious about where she was going with this.
Rhea smiled slyly. "If you want to truly break him, make him think he's lost everything – me included. Let him believe that his own mother has chosen to betray him for another man."
I raised an eyebrow at her suggestion but couldn't deny the impact it could have on Drexel's psyche. "That... might actually work."
"And not just any man. You have been hunting us for a long time now, and Drexel has killed all the others that have hunted him. You are the only one that he is afraid of and the person that he hates most. If we were to record you making a mess of my holes and me loving every second of it, that would drive him crazy!" Rhea explained, her eyes gleaming with a ruthless determination I hadn't seen before.
I hesitated for a moment but then nodded in agreement. "Alright, but we are going to have to do more than just that. While the man he hates fucking his mom is a good start, we are going to have to have to do a lot more than just that."
Rhea nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "I know. We'll have to work together to come up with more ways to really make him feel betrayed and alone. But this is a start."
As we began to brainstorm and develop our plan further, I knew that things were going to get darker before they got better. But if it meant giving Drexel a chance at redemption – and ultimately saving the rest of his family – then I was willing to do whatever it took.
And so, with Rhea's reluctant alliance and Aquaria's unwavering support, we set out on our mission to bring about Drexel's ultimate downfall – one betrayal at a time. But first, it was time to see just how good of a performer Miss Rhea could be.
We set up a hidden camera in one of the rooms on our ship, making sure that it had a clear view of where Rhea and I would be. Then, we prepared ourselves for what was about to happen. Rhea seemed surprisingly confident as she removed her clothing, revealing her toned body. I could see now why Drexel's father had been so captivated by her.
"You are going to have to really give it to me if you want me to enjoy it. This kitten likes to play rough," she said with a wicked grin, getting on her hands and knees and wiggling her ass at me.
I smiled and slapped her ass, hoping that Aquaria wasn't watching as I spit into my hand, and stroked myself as I guided myself into Rhea. She let out a moan that seemed genuine, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of arousal myself.
Over the next few hours, we filmed several different scenarios, with each one designed to provoke an even stronger reaction from Drexel. We made sure to cover all kinds of kinks and fetishes, and Rhea got into everything. If this didn't mess with his head, I don't know what would, but this was just the start!