(Critical Point, I love that game perhaps I'll play it again later today that's where the image is from)

He had been looking into her mind with practiced ease considering that he did this so often. Finding facts had been easy for him after all and with a little work he was able to discern what she had enjoyed as well as find out factual things,at in so far as she experienced.

That pollen was powerful stuff though and while she may have been in a haze about matters as to how she might have gone from her bedroom one moment to this the next he figured once the pollen subsided she would figure it all out, that it was Aegir's influence all along or at least a dream that she was caught up in made more believable if she woke after passing out.

Whether or not she worked it out had not mattered to him. He enjoyed making things as believable as possible, to give the women he seduced an experience that they were more likely to hold onto the memories for they may have been tampered thoughts in their minds though even these could press upon the pleasure centers of their minds and press upon them making them real in the process.

So Mai protested but it was a weak protest, what Natasha would have expected given the moment that her captain had been caught up in. Struggles, but given that they could do nothing against their captors submitting.

At first she was no help but then she began to divest sine of the tattered cloths, Aegir's mind was segmented into multiple parts that mad him great at multitasking but the poison clouded most sections. The part the collected data had been affected only slightly for it focused on gathering information on sex; fantasies and experiences though other areas that regulated things lost focus now and again unless they were conducting something sexual that had did on a subconscious level.

He zoned out for a moment coming back when Natasha had been bringing her lips against the captain's. Light touching and caresses followed and Aegir could feel the spike of desire returning. The poison was spreading throughout his brain, it was insidious as it seemed that he was getting better though it tainted him with those sexual desires that underlined most things now.

So while his intent was to allow Natasha to have a bit of fun he wished to take her once more and he move to do so getting off his throne as she was got up in the distraction of warm lips pressed against her own or fingers curling over her breasts as she could feel her Master's hand entwining with her hair as he pressed her forward.

Mai had been forced to her back as Natasha had been bent over her, the tip of that flared cock returning to her nether lips though he rolled his hips restless there to give her and Mai a few more seconds to get into a position more to their liking though the options were fewer as a hand came to rest on her hip as he prepared to draw her back.

“Show her how she should clean her my lovely Pet. I will give her a bit more to clean so make sure she learns quite well … she can clean you later while you clean me.”

Natasha had completely thrown herself into the fantasy that played around her. The agent had fantasized frequently about finally sharing herself with her proud commander, many of those fantasies were romantic, others simply passionate, and a rare few involved the agent being claimed by the verdant green haired woman. In this instance, Natasha only wanted to feel her commander's skin, hear her moans, and taste her arousal. She quickly stripped the remaining fragments of clothes from her captain and descended on her now vulnerable body.

The Captain, meanwhile, continuously pleaded for her star soldier. "Tasha No! ...Ghnn! This isn't right!" Her voice noticeably wavering while the agent, overburdened with constantly rising sexual need, made love to her neck while her firm hands would knead and roll Mai's heavy mounds in the same way her illusionary Master had. "Please!...Ngh! *gasp*..What about the crew?! ...We need your help! St-stop!"

Of course, Aegir had manipulated the situation to such that Captain Nguyen was only offering a token physical resistance to the young woman's through attention. Captain Mai had sparred with Tasha on several occasions and, while beaten most of those times, could hold her own against the skilled fighter. Now, however, her normally in control Captain was losing herself quickly to her subordinate.

Natasha would have never made an advance on Captain Mai. She knew that the crew saw her as their big sister and nothing more. She was used to this as her time in High School was no better as most just found her too intimidating because of how often she was in fights. Natasha would always admire people from afar, change the subject, or give an awkward laugh when a conversation turned to se or relationships. Her Captain was different. Mai was just as focused on combat and training as Natasha was. Mai had never ignore the agent and saw her as a close personal friend and valued Natasha's tough personality. It took very little time before she felt drawn to her Captain.

Now, here she was laying atop of, at least to Natasha, her gorgeous Captain just as naked as she was. Natasha had dreamed of this moment and would've wanted to commit her Captain's body to memory, kissing and licking every centimetre she could. The pollen, however, had other plans. She was too oversexed to think of anything else but satisfying her lusts. She sharply descended onto the bountiful breasts of her superior and ravenously bathed one of her hardened crimson peaks by drawing one into her attentive mouth. Her free hand never left Mai's bare breast and continued to tease the beautiful mound. While her Commander spiraled further and further into her own haze of pleasure she protested less and less instead she too began to sing in her deeper moans.

The hypnotized agent broke free from her Commander's breast to look upon Mai's deeply flushed face as her head rolled slowly back and forth in response to Natasha. She was about to descend on the other exposed teat but that was before she took a longer breath and with it, the fragrance of her Commander's lust. Aegir could visibly watch as Natasha trembled above the false woman and her own sex clenched at the scent of Mai's musk. She needed no further beckoning and quickly crawled down her body, planting brief kisses along her defined belly before her lips found the green tuft of hair about her tepid nether lips. Natasha took no time to behold the sight of her Captain's sex that glimmered with the dew of her arousal. Instead her eyes closed and her lips sealed around the sex of her overwhelmed Captain, suckling and lapping at the captured petals. The agent fed on the older woman's juices as Mai rolled and arched below her, eagerly pushing her darker petals into her subordinates relentless suckling. The crew around their two commanding officers were lost, they couldn't fight, they couldn't help, they didn't want to look, but their own passions began to thud in their chest while they watched the two surrender to eachother.

Natahsa couldn't be pulled away from the petals of her Captain, even as Aegir re-positioned himself and lifted her waist to wher he wanted. Natasha's hands slipped under her Captain's waist to brace herself by burrying her fingers into the yielding buttocks of her Commander. She pulled herself deeper into Mai and pushed her tongue inside of the older woman. The Captain would squirm and desperately drag her fingers and toes along the deck plates while moaning all the more.

"Tasha!...GHNNahhh!...N-no!*GASP!* AHH!"

Suddenly Natasha's passions were interrupted as she broke from her lover's sex to gasp herself. While the tall agent had been completely absorbed in pleasuring her hero, she'd completely forgotten that her own body craved pleasure as well. Her dark rose sex still burned for attention and salivated with need. The moment an all too familiar shaft began to tease along her aching petals she shivered and arched below the disguised Aegir. Natasha had already lost herself when her old Master had flooded her channel in alien seed, but now Natasha couldn't comprehend what was happening. There was no fantasy that she'd ever created that compared to her current position. She was pleasuring her idol and was being submerged in her near endless moans, her much-denied Master was preparing to mount her again, his commanding voice soothing her in his assurances that her body's thirst would soon be quenched by his seed, and all of this occurring while every eye on the Apollo was watching. Had her conscious mind not been completely burried under arousal, Natasha may have wept from every one of her repressed fantasies being fulfilled at once.

Natasha didn't need to think before her body submitted again to Aegir again and her hips willingly mimiced Aegir's to beckon him to take what his body also craved.

Aegir had played with her fantasies even as the poison effected his mind and corrupted most of the fragments there he was able to project this one, one in which both women, powerful and strong had been reduced to meek participants in all this.

And since he had been in her head there was no pain in her arm now. It had been erased with his alteration of her pain receptors so that she could receive more of him though while he had generated all this in her head, the only aspects that had been real had been each other.

They were still in the Whisperer's bedroom and while a portion of his mind had been there perceiving what she did another had witnessed the true image with her ass in the air presented before his hungry body that sought to take her again.

All eyes had been upon her in this illusionary realm. Nothing could be done and in the illusion she would find that her left arm was quit useable in this place as it was not real and not happening though in the bedroom her arm still remained limp at her side.

The captain protested and weakly fought against Natasha's advances though she could do so only feebly as she was disrobed right there in front of everyone despite her protests. The sucking on her impressive mounds caused her back to arch and her to moan out in approval as she opens up further, her sweet essence taken up as Natasha brings attention upon it though it is now that she is reminded that anyone is there.

Powerful hands lift up her hips as she is reminded that her Master is there, firm hands grip her as that thick head presses back up against her sex.

He would normally have teased her a bit though the tip is already eagerly leaking precum as he begs for attention. Aegir is incapable of teasing much, that shaft seeking entrance into the heat of her body again to fulfill that overwhelming need that the poison has brought to him, a need that had only felt a modicum of relief while he had been within those tight depths.

Aegir could tell it was not often that she had enjoyed these pleasures, not before or after her time with her Master at any rate though he finds her body quite trained given how often that her prior Master had used her.

“Your body is molded about me my Pet. I can feel you pulling me in.” He rubbed he ass, patting it then gave it a playful swat forcing her forward to the delight of the captain who's protests were beginning to die down as she seized a hand full of violet hair, her head tilting back in a stark cry as the spectators gasped at the sight that they were forced to witness.

Lyran's crew getting restless as they watched on eager to take the scraps and knowing that they could not touch Natasha for those that tried had been killed out of hand. Right now they were fondling and groping the crew to a series of surprised gasps and cries along with weak protests though Lyran seemed to busy to notice or didn't care.

It was around that time that Natasha noticed that there was another element added, a sweet scent in the air that was increasing, the scent of those plants perhaps that began to effect everyone explaining why the captain had been so feeble in resisting perhaps or perhaps even with the crew present she had wanted this. Perhaps she was an exhibitionist of sorts. Her own state did not get worse, the pollen ha already caused her to loose it though the unaffected began showing signs of arousal though Natasha was one of the lucky ones that had a partner, one that eagerly slapped up against her as her needy sex was filled at a steady pace, a hand on her ass pushing her away while one on her hip drew her back so she was never gone for long.

Natasha felt like a piece of driftwood in the ocean as she had no control over herself or her actions. The agent's well-toned lower body had been entirely claimed by the feline alien gripping her hips. As he hilted himself inside her salivating flower, the helpless woman felt every gasp of air being forced out of her lungs again. She had to break her attentions to her Captain's flower to whine below the dominating creature. Her hard grip tightened on Mai's yielding bottom to brace herself when he regained his previous tempo. She would roll her hips in tune to his thrusts and squeeze her warm tepid sheathe around him, out of not only her reactions to the pleasure but from the many lesson's he'd taught her before. She completely lost track of the woman in front of her as the inferno in her loins was being fed by the burning shaft repeatedly filling her depths.

As Natasha began to let the world around her bleed away to the sounds of her Master's groans and the lewd noises of their bodies eagerly slapping against one another, she felt fingers slip in between her amethyst locks. Opening her hazy eyes she was met by the half-lidded green eyes of Captain Natasha, her own arousal obvious in her flush and panting. Even as Natasha's body rocked back and forth from the hard thrusts caused by her eager Lyran Master, the two were able to look into eachother's eyes and see the seemingly unquenchable need contained within each other. Natasha was entranced again by the sight of her beautiful Captain's pleading stare that seemed to encapsulated her need for her subordinate to continue to feeding on her moist womanhood. Closing her eyes again and being drawn downward by Mai's firm grip, Natasha would extend her tongue to push into the tepid confines of her Captain's sex and lap at her trembling inner walls. Her lips would stroke and suckle at her petals while the agent breathed the older woman's heady musk deeply. It wasn't long before the chorus of moans and groans from the two illusions would be joined by the muffled whimpers and moans of the agent willingly became a living sex toy for them both.

She felt incredible as her well trained body fed his need, his trusts long and deep, her hips swaying back and forth in time with each thrust that he made though he chuckled slightly, a pleased purr as he whispered into her ear.

“You are suppose to be teaching her how to clean, Pet,” Aegir had brought her attention back to her captain. He did not mind so much in making elaborate fantasies so long as they brought pleasure … rarely he used them to inflict pain but this indeed was rare. Given what he was finding out the more that he pressed into her mind though the multitude of possibilities were opened up, today there were but a few elements that he took from her mind as he feasted eagerly on her body.

Thrusting away to fill that core, his shaft burned with the need to cum, her movements so sublime, a hand stroking over her ass, a finger caressing her back entrance swirling against it but refraining from pushing into her as Aegir pressed into her memories, his other hand dipping beneath her body, finding her clit and stroking it with a finger as he pulled her back against those thrusts that had him groaning out with passion.

“Where do you want it?” He asked, his shaft barely restrained now as he was leaking inside her ever shifting passage.

It was obvious to Aegir that the agent had long since forgotten "her Master's" orders as she was completely submerged in the sea of lust and sex fueled by both the pollen and his manipulations. The green haired Captain had been writhing ever since the young woman's tongue had sunk into her depths to find an itch that so few girls had scratched. Natasha's tastebuds were saturated with the older woman's savory nectar while she too shivered partly from the her Captain's deeper moans reverberating through her. The agent was also shivering and arching as her body was tormented with the relentless thrusts of the alien beast claiming her body. It's conical manhood was perfectly shaped to fill every pulsing crevice within her, rewarding the thick male shaft by ensuring every square centimetre of her inner walls would caress and slather over every bit of him. From how warm, wet her flower was, to how smoothly and eagerly her hips would roll into his thrusts, Aegir would have to wonder if he really needed to thrust at all. Natasha was driven towards orgasm, not just her own but clearly the alien's and Mai's.

When the agent heard the weighted groans of her strained alien "Master", Natasha immediately broke from her ravenous feeding to rest her cheek on the soft green curls of her Captain. "Inside! ...Please Master! ...Please!" The agent openly begged, having long since forgotten her inhibitions or shame. She hated to admit how good it felt to have him release in her. It was a holistic experience for the young woman as he would pin her body to him, yell out to anyone within ear-shot, hilt himself as far into her as he could, and brush his knife-edged teeth along her vulnerable throat to dissuade her from ever moving to dislodge his spasming shaft. Now, she counted the seconds until she would hear the alien roar out in domination over her.

Now that the agent was broken from the captivating spell of her Captain's flower, she was finally able to absorb the room surrounding them. She could smell the familiarly sweet scent of the pollen wafting in the fantasy room, but could also smell the obvious and heady aroma of primal sex. The agent's unfocused eyes cleared and she was able to see that the three of them were surrounded by both her Lyran Master's crew and her shipmates, all intertwined in rampant sex. She could see some of the ship's security guards knelt in front of a larger pastel yellow alien, each suckling on another part of it's wide shaft. She could see some of the aliens were leaned forward against a wall and pairs of young women's legs and arms were curling about their bodies as the alien's thrust their hips madly towards the unseen moaning girls. One pair of whimpering girls had bent over to lean against a wall with their head held low and barely supporting themselves by their wobbling arms. At their waists was another tentacled alien with an elephant-like face who was intensely wriggling two tentacles inside each of their flowers and stars, it's strange smile was bordering on gloating as the two girls melted in front of him. Some girls in various states of nudity were openly riding some of the alien crew members who sat in chairs or collapsed on the floor. There were so many other intense sexual escapades taking place about the lounge but the one commonality to all of them was how many were watching the three of them.

'Yes!...Yes! Look at me!...This is what I am!' The agent pleaded to them in her mind through her gasps and moans.

This scene was so familiar to the agent as the real creature Aegir was posing as had taken Natasha multiple times in the way. He would never shy away in displaying her to his crew. He would take her in front of the entire harem, in front of her men in their lounge, or even on the command centre of his station. He wanted to encourage the lusts in his crew and harem particularly through their envy. All this time, Natasha was incapable of knowing that Aegir had pulled this thought straight from her memory. There were all so vivid that it was easy for the tentacled alien to recreate those moments around her and the poor woman was all to happy to loose herself in them.

As all the scenes of pure sex took place around her, the agent closed her eyes and arched her body like a cat in heat into the frantic creature thrusting into her to let him have his way. Her nectar coated lips curled into an honestly content smile in spite of her gasping and moaning. Then the agent would feel smooth hands running through her hair that caused her to look up to the woman laying in front of her. From the overhead lights of the lounge and sweat glistening over her manilla body the Captain's well-defined form glistened.

"Tasha.." She breathed to her in a desperate voice. "...Don't stop. ...I'm so close!" The older woman pleaded.

The young woman felt as if the room bled away after that, knowing her Master was finally going to douse the raging fires in her loins in heavy alien cream and hearing how much her infatuation needed her, Natasha finally submerged back into the sea of lust. Her tongue finding the woman's flower and once again plugging her channel as the young woman drank from her Captain. Her waist would once again thrust back into Aegir's grasp. She was abandoning her sex's worship of his alien shaft, instead she openly devoted herself to giving him the orgasm he deserved and simply let her hot, tepid sex, milk him for his seed.

While neither participant could hear her, Aegir could hear her as plain as if she was speaking. "Hurry. Hurry. ...Please cum. Please. ...Please let me cum!" She constantly repeated this mantra as the poor woman had been driven to the tips of sanity for release. It wasn't enough that Natasha needed to satisfy the maddening lust brought on by the plant's pollen, but now she craved, just as much, the explosive orgasms of her Master and Captain.

It wasn't as if he could blame her, if the pollen had affected her in the same manner that the poison had effected him. Her well trained movements against him ensured the steady stream of groans from spilling out of his mouth.

Aegir could sense the eagerness in her movements with the increase in those impending sounds of pleasure that approved of what she was doing to them. Thus Aegir manifested more moans out of the lips of Mai as she quivered there suspended on that tongue that had spirited inside her, a hand reaching behind Nat's head to hold her in place as her hips eagerly swished back and forth driving more and more moans from her, each one louder than the last as her body shivered with want, with need.

Braking away from her work on the captain had been tough though with her impending release the captain lacks the strength to sufficiently hold her, Aegir's body slapping against her's with greater eagerness as he felt himself closing on that own state of sheer bliss that rolled over him. Urged on by the moments of her body it was getting tougher to hold back as he throbbed with greater vigor inside her, pulsing against those pink walls, precum already coating the very tip.

The scene of sex erupted all around her as her crew had been caught up by that scent of pollen either deliberately or accidentally pumped through the ventilation system. Even caught up in various states of lust their eyes had been upon them, watching the scene playing out.

Had he not been in such a needy state himself Aegir would have drawn matters out for the Canadian agent but he was in a rush to hit that same peak as she drove him on, bringing him closer to that looming release.

That mantra streaming in her head her diligence with her mouth had been rewarded as Captain Nguyen trembled violently as she moaned out squeezing the back of her head as she released that favor of hers as a tremble shuddered through her body as her juices rolled out over her tongue.

A moment later and she heard that full roar behind her, that sound of release demanded attention as she could feel that heat gush through her passage, his body halting against her own, the scrap of teeth against her neck as she had envisioned, as she had remembered as each throb bought more of his release within her heated core as he comes to rest, his finger that had been pressed to her ass vanishes for an instant rubbing against her clit when it returns.

Natasha's tongue explored every trembling muscle and clenching wall as she eagerly pushed her Captain over the crescendo of her orgasm. The young woman reveled in the sounds of Mai's distinctively mature low cries that overpowered the room's lewd chorus. She eagerly sank into her Mai's hard thighs that ground against her cheeks in rhythm with the firm scrapes of the woman's fingertips through her violet hair. Natasha couldn't be happier as she let the heady nectar wash over her tongue that quickly was lapped up by that same persistent muscle.

That all came to an end when the ecstasy of her Captain was vastly overshadowed by the alien mounting her. Natasha could spend days knelt between her Captain's thighs, but just as long being taken by the Lyran Commander mounting her now. That point could not be overstated as Mai's blissful cries were violently cast aside by the room silencing roar of the primal alien clutching her waist. His powerful claws digging into her firm rump and his conical shaft hilted her all the way to it's bulbous base, ensured that she had no escape from his release. Natasha wouldn't want to in the first place. She felt his boiling shaft throb within her before it's searing heat would pool into her impatient womb. Her attentive mouth pulled free of her Captain's spasming channel; coated in nectar, the violet-haired agent pressed her flushed cheek into her Captain's firm this to add her own long contented moan to the orgasmic choir the alien and her Captain had created. She wasn't screaming like the others as her orgasm wasn't about the height of pleasure, it was finally feeding that need that wouldn't relent. The pollen that had infected all those within the room (though specifically the entranced agent and her semi-captor Aegir) was created by the plants to encourage each other to welcome pollination. Now that the conquered agent was having heavy, molten, alien seed spurting deep into her, the pollen's purpose was finally being satiated:she was finally been pollinated properly. Her neither lips would squeeze and spasm along his length, blatantly encouraging the disguised alien to release all he had into her, where she felt it belonged. The young woman would just writhe with them to ease and soothe their bodies, letting the two ride the orgasms that soothed the overwhelmed agent.

His pants were clear, she could feel each breath keenly on her neck with each pulse into the core of her body that delivered more of that essence straight into her core, the purpose of the pollination had been made clear in those moments of their releases, her body filled, that cock serving as a cork to keep all that essence within her as her womb was filled.

Clearly if she were capable of getting pregnant she would have had no say in that matter though Aegir allowed his own orgasm to wash over him, the poison lessening it's hold though clearly it had not abated entirely.

A portion of his mind slid over her own, checking her own aroused state, which was easy enough for him to manipulate if it had lessened any he would increase it simple enough really.

A long slow lick followed to her warm neck, she could feel him drawing back as the captain removed her hand from the back of that violet mass, cum spilling out of her onto the deck though in reality it had been the sheets of her bed that had been ruined.

Her Master reached a hand through her hair as he drew her back. “Good, my Pet, now relax,” her pulled her back first so she was sitting then further until she was on her back. “Open your legs, that's quite the mess for your former captain to clean. I hope you taught her well.”

Captain Mai had shifted, her hands sweeping up and down along those thighs, her tongue swirling against the outer folds of her labia as they teased her senses, that thick Lyran cock presented to her lips, there was no command though it seemed clear enough as to what he wanted from her now.

The violet haired agent would whimper through her shallow breathing as she felt such voluminous heat being locked inside of her by the demonic lion's bulbous shaft. She would openly glide her comparatively shorter form back and forth under him, drawing the smooth skin of her back against his foreign and herculean furred chest. She was loyal to him and was physically thanking the alien for his generous gift. She would lean into his maw as it drew along her neck, eager to feel his tongue bathing her skin in warm saliva. When he finally did draw out from her, a heavy sigh and moan followed with him. She arched away as she felt the thick deluge of alien seed dribble from her well used and thankful womanhood. She felt as if a great weight was lifted from her as the pollen had been mostly satisfied, but she was also saddened by it's loss as it coincided by him pulling free of her.

Too weak to resist and to eager to think of it, the woman was easily lifted from the floor to be laid back onto the carpeted deckplating. She limply fell onto the floor in a heap and rolled her head to the side to look upon the alien, her tussled violet locks cascading out from her head to accent the fair and flushed faced. Like a lost puppy the agent's half-lidded eyes fell back onto her illusionary Master, a look of pure contentment beaming on her face while her palpable exhaustion was not far behind. She couldn't help but smile with real pride as he complimented her, proud to serve the beast-like alien. She was drawn away from her hypnotic contentment both by his next command and the firm hands sliding along the unyielding flesh of her strong thighs. Natasha struggled to lift her head from the floor to watch her green-haired Captain position herself between the agent's thighs. The two entranced women would share a true warm smile as both was eager for what would come next.

Natasha eased her long defined legs to either side of her older commander's body and closed her eyes to wait for the feeling of her warm tongue. Natasha didn't have to wait for long as Mai's deeper moan would flow over her overly-sensitive neither-lips before her well-practiced and hungry tongue would push inside of her stained channel. The enchanted agent would dissolve from her Captain's ministrations, whimpering, gasping, shivering on the floor.

Surrounding the group, the faux crowd intensified their passions. Many already groaning or screaming around them as the others began to pollenate and be pollinated by eachother. Natasha only noticing this as her head rolling inevitably drew her attention to those on either side of her to watch as some of her shipmates would drink down or drip with alien seed; the agent feeling happy that her shipmates could feel the same joy she felt right now.

When she rolled her head back she encountered the glistening and stained shaft of her false Master, centimeters from her face. She would look up to the demonic felinoid as his large sharp eyes would gaze down at her, his contented gaze was a glimmer of softness from an otherwise intimidating face. The agent was rolling and shifting on the floor from the soothing sensations of her Captian's lips suckling on her petals and tongue curling inside to scoop out the alien cream. She would ease her head into his claw, his uncommonly gentle stroking encouraging the agent to nuzzle into him like the devoted pet she'd become. When his claw would draw her closer to him and the still prominent shaft she would slowly close her eyes and part her lips to let him ease it into her awaiting mouth, as she needed no command to clean him. Her tongue was gentle and her lips were soft as she cleaned the turgid member. Her lips would gently squeeze the long shaft while the flat of her tongue would draw across the underside of him before pressing firmly against the prominent tip in hopes that just a little more alien seed would be gifted to her. After a few soothing strokes, Natasha would bring a hand to the heavy orbs below Aegir's disguised shaft to tenderly roll and cradle them. She was licking the combined juices from his strange shaft as much as she was worshiping the one would brought her so much pleasure.

While the effects of the pollen seemed to be subsiding Aegir had not yet finished with her and she did not seem to mind that being caught up in this falsehood that he generated. Whether or not she saw through it now was less important as she was caught up with wanting this or perhaps it was the desire that this had been real that had not called her to question matters.

Repositioned as such she felt those firm hands against her thighs as they are held apart, that tongue teasing against her labia then working inside her gathering the combined juices of her own and her Master's release.

That tight passage had been filled by that tongue as it teased against her passage setting fire to those places deep inside her as pressure had been exerted there. Of course this had all been in the head of the agent so these responses had been Aegir's doing as he touched on this portion of her mind or that.

She had been well trained no doubt knowing what to do and it was almost a shame in having to give her up though he tended to honor his deals as incredibly warm lips encased him sucking against his previously expended length there was no need for him to press forward.

For starters, this was her fantasy and her memories as to how her former Master like this. That tremble between those soft lips indicated how much he had enjoyed this, a low purring sound emitting from the back of his throat as he reached down removing one of her hands from her breast to gasp it, to feel the very effects of that heated body against his paw.

“Yes, Pet, like that,” he cooed as he could feel the inevitable rise of his own seed brimming inside his shaft, each suck drawing him closer though he quickly debated where he was going to cum. Was he going to allow her to drink him or would it be more fitting to mark her face or breasts? He had a few short moments at this pace anyway, to decide.

That tongue between her thighs began to speed up as it mixed up the juices inside her in the quest of the captain to draw forth more of those juices.

Natasha couldn't clearly whimper or moan or plea for more from either partner. It was torturous from how good Mai's tongue felt scraping against her inner walls. Mai was obviously practiced in this as she needed little time to find that perfect area to concentrate the lapping from the tip of her tongue. The agent was failing in her task to concentrate on the warming shaft her mouth made love to. She'd wanted to taste him, smell him, feel him throb against the tight squeezing of her lips. She loved how the massive creature would groan over her in pleasure and demand more from her. His words of reassurance were common but often he would simply growl or purr for her from how much the alien craved her and she was no longer hiding how much she craved the alien. Yet, it was Mai that was causing the most pleasure for her. Like a pulsing light, Natasa's body would shiver in tune with her Captain's licks as the older woman moaned at her subordinate's tepid sex, driving her towards another climax and stealing any breath from her.

Natasha bobbed on Aegir's disguised member, pausing occasionally to surround the pointed tip with her tongue and focus her attentions at suckling and stroking the seeping opening. Her moan's would reverberate across his length and her erratic breathing could be easily heard through her nose. The agent's hand started to display the signs of her impending ecstasy as it began to shiver and lightly squeeze the alien's boiling sac. He could also watch as her near endless legs would extend to their fullest before digging her toes into the carpeted deck. When Mai pushed inside of her to lick at that spot once more and her longer toes would drag along the carpet while her legs curled in pleasure.

"Cap-*gasp*-tain! *gasp!* GHAAAH!! NNGH!" The young woman moaned as her lips suddenly broke from her "Master's" shaft. She would moan and whimper loudly for a few moments, her head rolling back and forth while she reveled in her Captain's tender suckling and licking. Most, if not all, of the illusionary Lyran semen had been cleaned from her flower, but that seemed to mean nothing to Mai as she simply focused on drawing out more and more of Natasha's flowing nectar.

It took a few moments for the amethyst-haired agent to return to the thick member but when she did, there was much less nuance. The agent simply stroked and squeezed the shaft faster and faster. The agent was loosing herself to her impending fourth orgasm and she was craving the feelings, the scents, and sounds of her false Master's own ecstasy. She didn't care where he would cum, she only wanted him to cum with her.

There were a few times were she had neglected her duties and he near took control of the situation though he was patient, he knew that she had not been trying to slight him deliberately and knew that she was thoroughly caught up in this web of deceit.

He could feel her love of this, the desire to reach that fourth looming release and that desire to pull him there as well. He had the illusion continue on, licking at those inner folds, that marvelous tongue tracing against her inner core in a quest to draw her even closer to her release.

Mai captured her clit between her index and middle fingers as she tugged against her, pulling that sensitive bundle of nerves as her thumb rubbed against the top of it as if it were Aladdin's lamp.

Her tongue driving forward back and forth, up and down and side to side so every portion of her had been touched.

All the while her Master rolled a hand against her breast, squeezing it as he leaned over her somewhat awkwardly as his tongue lapped at her other unattended breast as he groaned out and straightened his posture before he drew back out of the comforts of that sweet mouth, marking her face at a stream of his own cum blasted her there, additional globes falling to the floor as he panted there at her side marking her as his, Mai continuing on without end it seemed until her Master grabbed the back of her hair and drew her away practical tossing her face down over the agent.

“You missed a spot,” Mai brought her lips and tongue against her lips and then the coated areas of her face. Aegir shifted Mai so she was straddling her and while he simply switched cocks in the real world here in the illusion it would seem that he had bountiful stamina. He spread Mai open, her whimpers flowing from her as a thick digit is pressed inside her at the same moment that Natasha would eel her Master pressing back into her core with a growl of approval as they joined together as one.

The cooing and moaning from the young woman faded away as desperation once again returned to take a foothold in the drowning agent. Her suckling would never cease, though it's tenderness had gone and her body trembled under the constant stimulation of the older woman Captain. She felt as if her chest was on fire as the steel-like grip of her alien Master rolled and kneaded her exposed bosom. She wanted to offer move of her breasts to him, let him delve into the hedonistic pleasures that the felenoid commander apologetically drew from her. From the way her toes clawed the floor to how her hand simply held the turgid shaft while she consumed all she could, her own orgasm was barely contained as she sank into the hedonism. Suddenly that containment shattered as a hot pair of lips surrounded her defenseless pearl and captured it so that it could be lovingly tortured under Mai's gentle biting and masterful tonguing.

"MWhaaah!" Natasha cried as her mouth fell away from the Lyran's strange member. Her body curled below both of them, arching upwards into a perfect curve while her fingers and toes bore into the solid platting beneath them. The green haired Captain took immediate advantage of her subordinate's bliss as her lips released that pearl and dove deep into Natasha's spamming channel. The Leiutennant's orgasm lasted ten fold as Mai's tongue once again speared inside of her to drink deeply of the nectar dribbling from her. As if this lurid scene wasn't enough, the sounds of Mai's feast could be heard even amongst the crowd of rutting aliens and women.

For Natasha, this was a moment she wouldn't forget, though the moment was hardly over. As her body peaked over it's crescendo and she returned to the Apollo, she returned to the strangely rewarding sound of the Lyran commander's heavy ecstatic groans. She didn't need to open her eyes to know what was happening, nor did she get the chance to, before she felt the first stream of heavy alien seed mark her exposed body. Natasha would tremble as her illusionary Master painted her in his seed. She arched into him again from both how much she enjoyed the feel of his semen, and out of the much repressed devotion she had for the ruthless alien slaver.

When the last streams of seed had cascaded over her, she collapsed on the floor beneath them both. Her hazy eyes opened to look up to his face. Her genuine smile returned, indicative of how much joy flowed through the fully rutted woman. Her fair skin glistened, not just with the sweaty passions of sex, but the white accents of ownership that slithered downward over her skin. Natasha's full breasts swelled and fell under her heavy laboured breathing, each were glazed with his release and even her rose peaks twinkled in the light as his semen dripped from her mounds. She would roll her head to the side to expose the single stream of seed across her cheek, jaw, and neck to the Lyran commander's view, letting him see how she wore his ownership with such pride. The all but enslaved lieutenant commander simply laid beneath them, too tired to move, and too happy to want to move.

She was startled when Mai's sculpted body was thrown over her. While the Captain was startled from the harsh movements of the Lyran she looked down onto Natasha and didn't take long before smiling. "Yes...so messy....so much to clean...Hhaammmm...mmffff" The older woman whispered while descending onto Natasha. Natasha could count the seconds before her lips and Mai's met, she wanted to hold that moment as the two kissed and kissed for as long as time would allow, but then she felt Mai pull away to begin lapping at the stream of alien sperm marking her body.

"Captain..." Natasha would whisper wistfully back to Mai as she move to lap at Natasha's neck tenderly.

When Mai began to moan from some unforseen reason, the pinned agent soon found out why. Almost at the same time as Mai's body was plundered by Aegir's false talons, Natasha's already well used, and well-cleaned sex was filled to it's limits again. The two women would arch into eachother, rolling as the fingers and shaft would find all the places they wanted the Lyran to find. In no time at all, both women were entwined around eachother. While Mai was intending to fulfill the orders she felt compelled to obey, the feeling of Natasha's arms wrapped around her and pulling her down against the hot soaked agent compelled her to stop. The two would moan against eachother as they embraced, eagerly letting the Lyran slaver have his way with them.

The tangle of bodies against one another, the feel of that well cleaned passage that folded about him as once more he gain admittance to her body as he fills her rocking back and forth as he pressed inside her again and again with such eagerness, such strength.

The blissful assault continued, more of that poison's hold slipped away from him allowing him to thing beyond his immediate needs and lusts that had swept over him earlier had been muted and now he could concentrate on matters in different ways.

He would let bliss steal over her one last time before there was a rush of memories … memories that had started some time back when she was rescued by the ADD. Save that the situation was dire, that they had something someone had wanted and would kill them.

Locked in the bedroom she wasn't aware that it was Ven's machine's that had boarded until now. She was brought to the half Hel'Corian who wasn't a slaver persae but had to defer the costs associated with the destruction of some of his machines.

A sex slave? Broken in? He had debated trying her out but in the end he resisted temptation and a course was plotted to Vanejin where she was sold to a merchant and then later brought on stage, half naked and chained, dozens of aliens gazing over her body as she was stripped down ahead of time so every curve could be seen.

If they knew she was a former agent opening bids would have been greater but they were soon up to that starting price, he qualities as a sex slave seemed to bolster her worth some though the price got to just over 17,000 when one of the alien's triple the bid and sealed her fate as his.

That alien bidding by proxy for another he was chatting with on an open com channel that was on the way for she had been left on the stage as an intermission was called for. The alien who had placed the bid paid for her and after another long moment another alien slid from out back, this one identical to Aegir as he moved forward, a tentacle reaching towards her shoulder as he turned her so that she was facing him.

He inspected her, a hand on her chin.

Cheapskates. Perhaps we aught to show them why they should have loosened the strings on their wallets. And with that a tentacle snaked about her waste drawing her a bit closer, he seemed to be debating as to how to begin then quite suddenly lifted her meager weight with that tentacle and set her down on the podium that the auctioneer used. His hands slowly opening up her thighs as his tongue began to press against the column of her throat trickling down her body as slowly as he moved, tentacles coiling about her breasts as he squeezed them, the tips flickering against the tips of her nipples as he descended lower still making it clear where he was happening. He was in command now, not the poison but that really made little difference. He was planning on thoroughly sating the agent for a job well done as part of her impromptu reward.