Drenched in sweat had been the woman whose degrading punishment carried on for several hours without end in sight, countless whippings and electro shocks leaving the female's bare form sore and exhausted as she trembled within her bonds, marked by numerous red lines as evidence of the events taking place. With her arms suspended above her head any hopes of struggle were choked out at the root, chains entrapping her every limb while keeping her aloft in a straight posture just in case all available strength left her.

Whenever a tormentor grew weary of repeatedly lashing out at her they were simply replaced by another willing subject, mildly sadistic and lecherous monstrosities who specialised in blunt and conventional interrogation methods until more profitable means of torture were available. Patience was running low on behalf of those that were longing for the information she possessed, prompting the brute that raised his hand for another strike to stop.

"I gotta hand it to you, you've got a lot of spunk." A deep, guttural voice echoed through the chamber, as did the steps of the colossal male it belonged to as he approached. "But it is only a matter of time until you tell us who you have connections to."

He raised her limp head by the chin, a tear stricken face glaring at him with relentless anger, but there was nothing behind the expression. Not a semblance of will nor hope, merely the unyielding conviction that she had to keep her mouth shut concerning their requests. "Y-you .. you will .. learn nothing from me .."

"Perhaps another day of this and you'll change your mind. I'll be leaving you two for a while, go ahead and enjoy your moments of privacy." His response rang clear as he dropped her chin, then turned and beckoned the brute to resume as he stepped outside under the company of the following strikes and pained groans that escaped her after these few moments of respite only for them to end as the airtight sliding doors shut behind him.

Outside stood a voluptuous female alien adorned in a near skintight suit of shining armor though any mutual attraction between them seemed out of the question as they observed the scene through a panel that rendered the compartment on their side transparent, the pair not visible from the other side.

"We're wasting our time, she's never going to talk."

He sighed, shaking his head, obviously troubled with the situation at hand whilst he didn't even flinch in front of the other woman. "Interrogating an agent from the Directorate, from within our ranks no less is not a waste of time. You may not be aware of these pesky nuisances, but I'm telling you that if she's here, they'll have an idea of our ongoing operations and what we're up to which certainly impedes our business in this sector if they know exactly what we know."

She rolled her eyes in response. "If you say so. Until you've got something better to use on her, I doubt you'll get very far .. You still owe me for sniffing her out in the first place and I won't be satisfied with leftovers again."

Moments of silence between them passed before a shrill sound filled the air and he extracted a small communication device from one of his pockets, the screen stirring to life as the sound ended and another member of the crew adressed him in an alien dialect. The conversation was kept short, but brought a smile to the smuggler's features which distorted them even further to match his menacing occupation, his focus diverted to the alien next to him.

"My dearest Ania, I believe our worries have finally come to an end. Please, follow me, we might have something that could pique your interest."

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On the same day an encrypted message was relayed via subspace, on a low frequency mostly abandoned by the more sophisticated species as it didn't reach very far into space, destined for a single craft that belonged to a certain Lieutenant Minerva Rocha.

Upon decoding the message it became apparant that it originated from Lenore Sterling, an ADD agent currently serving undercover aboard the Gensou, a frigate class vessel which commonly travelled between several key locations that were of importance to the Directorate but rather than pluck the smaller fish from their ponds they wished to know where the goods and ressources were headed. As a result they periodically switched out their agents positioned aboard as to keep them out of trouble in the long term and under the pretense of providing greatly skilled employees working under temporary contracts it worked quite well for the past two years without incident.

Her service record thus far was exemplary, no signs of defection in the various missions she'd taken part in they were always concluded to the utmost satisfaction of her superiors, granting her the prestigious rank of Major despite barely reaching the age of twenty-two. She was an attractice woman graced by a generous tan, smaragd green eyes and lush white hair, a beauty by the standards of any slaver looking for a profit though her refined qualities in accounting, public relations amidst various smuggler and slaver rings and other, minor services kept them at bay in favor of corporate interests, it seemed.

Minerva had been her contact throughout these past few weeks and while the assignment proved rather tedious at best, Lenore was requesting an immediate extraction in the audio transmission the agent received. She feared that her cover was blown, a never before seen event in her lifetime given her ability to assimilate into another organisation with practiced ease, the voice Minerva listened to unsteady and almost whispering as though she were afraid someone would monitor her quarters.

It wasn't long before the vessel would cross over into dangerous territory which meant they had to act fast although she had blueprints that would assist in infiltrating, dead angles for the scanners and such given the age of the ship, after all assaulting the frigate with one fighter craft alone would be suicide. They were blessed with fortune, really, another week and it might've received an upgrade that'd make the same undertaking impossible.

Lieutenant Minerva Rocha was on station as in deep space, it had been a boring few weeks. The ancient Lancer space fighter. The ship living section allowed the redhead to at least be able to get up and move around, but still it was a boring way to serve in the Directorate.

It was then that Minerva’s radio came to life, the message was encrypted but fortunately it did not take much for the agent’s system to convert into something use. Minerva quickly found out that it was Lenore Sterling, an ADD agent was currently undercover on the Gensou. The alien craft that had attracted the attention of the Directorate. Though instead of capturing or destroying the vessel, High Command had decided to place undercover agents on the ship. It was started with Celine Dahl, though the Directorate rotated out agents to keep suspicions down. The frigate had turned out to be an excellent source of information.

Lenore Sterling represented the very best the Directorate had to offer. The young woman was only a year older than Minerva, but she had a far more impressive record of service than the Lieutenant. Already a Major, Sterling had not only great undercover skills but also quite knowledgeable in accounting and public relations. Skills that not only let the undercover agent secure her place among the slavers, but to actually let her dig into their organization in ways that a spy simply could not. The only thing that Minerva really had in comparison was her good looks, though not as exotic as the Major’s, and her own willpower.

Minerva could hear the voice in the audio transmission, it didn’t sound like the Major that the redhead knew. The platinum blonde sounded unsteady and was sure that cover was blown. Sterling seemed to be almost whispering as if she expected someone else to be listening in. Lieutenant Rocha knew she was going to have to hurry if she was going to move in to extract the tan skinned undercover agent.

The frigate was already heading to territory that the Directorate deemed too dangerous to patrol. With a small and out of date fighter, Minerva could not hope to stop the vessel with her own. The Lieutenant would have to come alongside and extract the poor trapped agent from the frigate. Fortunately, the frigate was even older than her own Lancer and she all the information she needed. With luck, the agent would be able to come underneath the vessel where its sensors were weakest.

The Gensou had a sleek appearance, designed to divert any attention of it being a smuggler's vessel and holding roughly two hundred crew members at any given time, most of them brutes that served as security during travel and landings on planets, four quintals of pure manpower who could take a severe beating before even giving an inch. Some of the other inhabitants were technicians, pilots, navigators and such, the rest commanded the fighter squadron stationed aboard, mostly flying far ahead in deep space as a makeshift vanguard which shouldn't trouble Minerva during her approach.

When the agent got close, her radio stirred to life again, Lenore speaking in near fluent Japanese as to throw off anyone else that might be listening. The voice was wavering at times, but clear enough to be understood. "I've made it to one of the local access panels, I can guide you through the ship safely to a suitable rendezvous point from here. Do not respond on this frequency, they might pick up any incoming signals and alert them to your presence."

"The sensors on the Starbound Quarter are currently undergoing maintenance, they should be blind when you draw near from that direction. See if you can gain access through one of the cargo bays below the ship before heading to compartment C-3 of the ship's schematics, I'll meet you there Lieutenant." Silence. It was up to the Lieutenant to do most of the work from now on. To her knowledge the undercover agent wasn't armed or possessed any expertise in bypassing computer systems which impeded her progress significantly without assistance.

Several capacious access points were there leading straight to the intended destination, all of them sealed by the looks of it. However, man sized shafts at their sides allowed for entry, usually for single engineers one at a time on a planet's surface while precious cargo was being heaved up by these massive elevators. Latching on with the Lancer wasn't difficult for the experienced pilot, an air lock creating a passage between the fighter and the frigate. With the press of a button it slid open, regrettably leaving Minerva to climb the metallic ladder found here horizontally given her position below the ship, but before long she made it through.

The cargo bay in which she surfaced had been devoid of life, perhaps they chanced upon an opening in the crew's work shifts though the agent wasn't far away now, not even a hundred meters if the corridors were a straight line instead of a minor labyrinth.

Minerva brought up the Gensou’s entry in the her fighter’s computer banks. The ship compliment meant there was two hundred souls on board. That meant the sleek ship had plenty of people that could thwart the redheaded agent attempt to rescue the Major. The Gensou was equipped with a fighter squadron, but fortunately the spacecraft seemed to be on long range patrol. That made much easier for the Lancer to move in on the frigate. The agent would just have to remain alert once she had picked up Major Sterling and had made her get away.

The radio crackled again as the Lancer made its approach. At first Minerva could hear was fluent Japanese. The agent recognized the language, though she couldn’t speak without a strong American accent. The Major warned the redhead not to respond to the frequency, but instead listen to her directions as Sterling guided the Lieutenant. The agent wanted to respond, but orders were orders, she would have to hope the undercover agent could see the Lancer as it approached.

The major quickly ordered the agent to move her ship to the starbound side of the ship, where the frigate’s sensors were the weakest. From there the redhead would be able to enter one of Gensou’s cargo bays and ultimately head to the compartment specified by the platinum blonde. The undercover agent wasn’t armed which mean she was in extreme danger. Minerva was going to have to make her way quickly and efficiently. The agent gathered her gear after positioning her ship in the shadow of the frigate.

Unfortunately the several cargo bays looked they were sealed, preventing Minerva from landing her ship inside the frigate. The Lancer instead had to dock with a man sized shaft that would allow the redhead to access the ship on foot. The agent soon was making her way to air lock where a single press of the button gave her to slaver ship. Waiting for the redhead was a long metallic ladder to take her into the ship. It was going to take a while to climb up, but at least for Minerva it seemed to be relatively safe way to board the frigate. The agent was clad into her near skintight space suit and a rifle and pistol in case she ran into trouble.

The trouble didn’t seemed to be waiting for the agent this time though as she climbed up into the cargo bay. It was completely empty and now the agent could move freely towards the compartment. Still she move silently and carefully so not to raise any suspicion.

Inside the lifeless cargo bay had been stocked with numerous crates and containers creating a miniscule obstacle course of their own, a massive lifting hook dangling above the almost entirely cleared elevator section of the spacious hall though aside from that Minerva could proceed freely toward the heavy steel doors sealing the work area shut, but as fortune would have it they opened at the prompting of a nearby console as though none would anticipate another craft to raid the smuggler's vessel.

There weren't any guards nearby when she entered the sheer endless, drawn out corridors, in itself the Gensou was quite sleek indeed and didn't possess more than a few levels at best despite its impressive size and armaments which made pushing along to her destination an easy feat, not to mention that the craft lacked cameras and merely protected precious goods by other means for all crew members were paid far more overall by the end of their service than a single trip was worth and stealing would result in far worse than untimely resignation.

Along the way she encountered various patrols, powerful creatures of rippling piles of muscle for one that walked in groups of at least five whenever they passed her by, but thankfully the ship wasn't made to be beautiful on the inside and as such offered a lot of small spaces to hide behind pipes and cabinets, shadowy places where the dim lights didn't reach and concealed the agent quite well. Among them was the occasional technician, slender aliens that deliberately modified their feeble bodies with cybernetic implants which gave them an appearance akin to walking machines rather than beings of flesh and blood, but it seemed none were actively searching for Major Sterling at this point in time which should make the extraction easier.

The air in itself proved thick and heavy, riddled with the smell of sweat and oil initially until Minerva pressed forth into the assigned compartment where it appeared far more bearable. Mainly office storage and the like resided here, the single access panel in the area from which Lenore operated guiding the infiltrating agent to her destination.

Beyond the faint gleam of the various instruments currently displaying the sensor data that came in to the command center elsewhere she'd note Lenore glancing at her from the cover of a pillar upon entry of the remote location within the ship, the other agent then stepped out in recognition of her contact and beckoned her to step closer with a mere gesture of her hand as to not arouse any suspicion should anyone be nearby and tune in on their conversation.

She was adorned by a form fitting uniform, courtesy of the Captain since as the only female crew member aboard he wouldn't have her walk around in rags as the brutes mainly preferred wasting little time on dressing up nicely. From top to bottom the single piece with added collar draped over her neck reached down to cover up her entire upper body and crotch in alternating white and hues of grey, crimson colored thigh highs covered most of her lower body from there before ending in delicate footwear of black leather.

"It's good to see you, Lieutenant." The exotic young woman obviously tried hard giving away the impression that she wasn't agitated to the point of paranoia with her eyes constantly checking the doorframe behind the red haired agent. "I trust no one has seen you on your way here?"

The agent soon found herself in complete quiet cargo bay. Except for the agent there was not even a soul in the massive bay. It was just filled with literally tons of crates and containers, a tribute to the all the piracy and illicit deals the the crew of Gensou did as part of their everyday operations. Minvera began to make her way over to a set of heavy steel doors that was the only other exit out of the cargo bay. The redhead quickly hid as she hit the button to open the doors, she did not want to deal with any guards unless she absolutely had too.

Fortunately for the young lieutenant, there was nothing on the other side of the door. The agent stepped out in the corridor as the metal doors slowly shut behind her. The agent looked at either side and the corridor seemed to be nearly endless. The corridors seemed to only drift lazily around the corner. And from what the agent could tell, there was no cameras to be seen. That at least made it easier to sneak around the ship. Minerva also could concluded, that somehow the captain had managed to inspire loyalty through respect or fear to not require cameras to keep an eye on them.

The redhead began to make her way through the ship, following a roundabout route to the section in question. Every so often the agent had to duck into some small spaces behind pies or in shadows as she heard crew moving nearby. Sometimes there was guards who seemed to have muscles on their muscles. They always seemed to come in five, fortunately they were not really that observant. Then there was others that seemed to be less flesh, more bionics and cybernetics. Even then the beautiful redhead hand to stay quiet and hide. For even a technician could raise the alarm if they spotted her, and that would make this rescue much more difficult. Fortunately, they did not seemed to be actively looking for anyone, so it seemed Major Sterling was not in immediate danger.

The agent slowly made was her way between the patrols and the random technicians. Every step of the way the redhead was assaulted by the sweat and oil smell that mixed freely in the air. The Lieutenant soon came across the compartment that was her destination. Silently the agent opened the door and slipped in.

The room was pretty dark except for a faint glow from the instruments that were located on various panels in the room. Almost at once the agent’s eye caught a glimpse of movement at a nearby pillar. It quickly became clear that the Major Sterling hiding there, at least until she stepped into the open. The undercover agent wave the redhead over to her. Minerva closed the door quietly and slowly made her way over.

The platinum blonde seemed to wearing a single piece that seemed to look more like a swimsuit than functional clothes. It did not hide any curve on Sterling’s nubile body. Minerva did notice that the Major was wearing a collar that seemed to go with the white and grey outfit she wore. She did where a red thigh highs and almost in alternative colors to the thigh highs that the Lieutenant like to where with her dress uniform. Lenore would have looked stunning if the situation is was so dangerous.

It is good to see you too, ma’am. The agent showed respect for Lenore’s higher rank. No one saw me. I think anyone knows that I am even on the ship right now.

"No one?" Relief washed over the disguised agent at the notion of none having followed the beautiful red head, they were undetected and while they weren't out of danger just yet they merely had a one way trip back to one of the cargo bays. "Well done. I feel a lot better knowing that someone competent is watching my back."

Smaragd green eyes skim over the luscious savior, scanning her shapely frame keenly and while Lenore casually concealed any lewd intent beyond the professional facade of sizing her companion up, clearly she wasn't bashful in thoroughly roaming in the visual appeal of her hidden breasts and hips. One might assume that with the rather revealing uniform the Major was bent on exploring a nightclub of some sort, but Minerva certainly didn't lack in charms herself graced in a near skintight outfit displaying her every feminine curve aside from the obvious danger they were in for as long as they remained aboard the Gensou.

At last she glanced up into the eyes of her subordinate. "Now, you will receive the necessary information for your report later, but first we should get out of here before anyone notices I'm not where I'm supposed to be at this hour. Lead the way to your ship, Lieutenant."

Naturally the exact path she'd chosen would be unknown to the dark skinned agent, following the other woman step by step as they departed from the small chamber and proceeded into the hallway outside. They had been in the last room of the corridor which meant they were essentially trapped as they rounded the first corner and came to a halt at a most intimidating sight.

Over a dozen muscular brutes riddled the narrow passage ahead, piles of flesh and muscle armed with heavy weaponry akin to automatic cannons pointing at the two right then and there, featuring projectiles large enough to put a gaping hole in a man's chest, let alone the two females who merely sported a single rifle and pistol though they hadn't fired on sight. In their midst stood a voluptuous female alien with blue skin, a streamlined helmet concealing her features although the pair of prominent mounds before her chest gave the gender away easily enough, even through the suit of armor she was wearing. A single tentacle of a total of eight pointed the barrel of a gun at them, a meager supplement to the impressive firearms already in place.

Someone must've tipped them off, at least that seemed to be the case as the only alternate route echoed with heavy footsteps that spelled trouble, more of those brutes headed their way from another direction entirely.

"You have no means of escape and have been surrounded. Surrender or face the consequences." The female suddenly chimed in, speaking with utmost confidence and authority, awaiting their reaction though the comparably small calibre rounds from Minerva wouldn't do them much good in the fight against those who could take a lot of physical punishment.

Few moments passed until the alien lowered her pistol, pointed at the ground before she assumed a more casual stance. "Sterling, disarm your lovely friend."

Immediately Minerva would hear the shifting of cloth behind her as Lenore stepped into action, swiftly putting her hands on both weapons they had in an attempt to seize them. "Yes, Mistress."

The exotic agent seemed to relax in her pose as it was clear that she was relieved to finally have back up. Yes ma’am. We should not linger here too long though, the sooner we are back on board my Lancer the sooner we will be safe. The agent took one more look around to make sure they were safe.

When Minerva looked back, the undercover agent emerald eyes seemed to look over her head up to toe. The redhead assumed her new companion was simply trying to figure out her measurements. No doubt she would like to give up her current skimpy outfit and take a spare flightsuit. The suit did nothing to hide the Lieutenant’s curves, but at the same time it still showed less skin at least. The redhead would have to do her best to help out the platinum blonde once they were of the Gensou and back on board the Minerva’s fighter. The agent had a spacesuit and some other clothes that the Major could use.

Soon those emerald eyes locked with her own. That would be most wise, ma’am. I think we should get back as soon as possible. Please follow me and try to be quiet as we move, I had to dodge a few patrols to get here.

The two women began to make their way back to the Lancer leaving the small chamber behind. The dark skinned woman followed the redhead as they began to head down the hallway. All seemed well as the two made their way carefully. It was until they had finally to the end of corridor that the pair would find out how much trouble they were in.

There a raw wall of muscle met the two agents, as the brutes were pointing huge cannons at Minerva and Lenore. There had to be at least a dozen of these guys each with the capacity to punch holes in the corridors with their hand cannons. It was clear even a partial hit would be devastating to the agents. It the middle of this mass of flesh and muscle, was a blue skinned female who seemed to be in charge. She wore some form fitting body armor but the woman had what appear to be eight tentacles, each of the point a pistol at the two girls. Though her weapons were not near as intimidating as the brutes, it simply reinforced the idea that anything that the Major or Lieutenant tried would end in their deaths.

Any thought of maybe somehow running the bullets and going back the way they came was soon dashed. Minerva soon hear the sounds of more of those brutes coming from the opposite direction ensuring there was no escape.

The alien immediately demanded the two surrender or else. Minerva made a disgusted grunt as she realized that she had just lead the Major into a trap. There was simply nowhere to go and no way the agents could even hope to shoot their way out. Not with just a rifle and a pistol, the two simply were out of options.

After a moment the alien then lowered her pistol to reveal how they were caught to begin with. She ordered the Major to disarm Minerva.

Major, what are you doing. Before the agent knew it her pistol was taken by the platinum blonde. It was only instinct that would be rescuer had managed to hold on to part of the rifle, though Sterling also had a strong grip on it.

No vocal response came from Lenore, merely the painful sensation from a firm kick delivered to her knee joint from behind, the red haired agent folding beneath her superior like a stack of cards and touching upon the metallic floor with her knees whereupon she was struck by the base of the grip of her former pistol only to have the rifle torn from her grasp in the resulting stupor. They were agents trained in various categories throughout their career and while the Lieutenant hadn't acted, Sterling seized the initiative and obeyed the given order with determination, seemingly uncaring of her previously complimented subordinate.

"Well done Sterling, now keep her in check." She was aiming at the downed woman whilst the blue skinned female approached with two of the larger brutes in tow, the rest of them already lowering their weapons in face of an abrupt victory.

"You two, restrain the newcomer." The commanding female coiled an appendage around her neck, securing Minerva with a tentacle of pure muscle that made it difficult for her to breathe though not impossible, robbing her of any additional strength in an attempt to drive the fight from her before she put her mind to freeing herself. Meanwhile the brutes easily guided her wrists behind her back without difficulty, putting them in shackles which hadn't allowed for the slightest freedom of movement.

Raised by the neck she set the barrel of a gun upon her chin, tilting it upward whilst her azure eyes looked deeply into those of the captured agent, chuckling even as though she was gloating in an easy capture. "My, my, look at you, what a cutie we have here. I knew you were out there somewhere, but rather than looking for you ourselves actually getting you here was easier than I expected."

One of the brutes holding Minerva by the restraints spoke up, his voice deep and coarse. "Should we take her to the holding cells?"

The female alien shook her head. "No, she'll be joining me in my quarters first. Lenore will escort her there, I have no further need for your services. Tell the others that we've detained the agent and then put them back to work, I'll inform the Captain once we're in the clear with this one."

With his approving nod the group slowly split up, the monstruous creatures fanning out in various directions whereby some intercepted the other patrol to inform them of their success. At the same time Lenore seized her fellow agent and traced the steps of their voluptuous captor without allowing for Minerva to break free, the very same walking through the corridors and descending a level or two before the reached the larger suites mainly reserved for the Captain and high ranking officers though on the smuggler's vessel the latter didn't truly exist.

Their entry was permitted through a series of numbers which the unknown warrior entered on a smaller access panel beside the door, leading them into a spacious suite whereupon the doors sealed shut, the same panel on the inside as it was on the outside as the three of them were lulled into the dim lights that reigned here.

"Be a good girl and set her down by the bed, I'll be with you in a moment." She vanished in one of the many sections of the rooms, presumably the bath though they lacked doors for one which allowed for the agent to witness the imminent removal of her helmet. "As you wish."

Regrettably her sight was obscured by the not fully transparent room divider as they walked, Lenore having Minerva seated on the lavish king sized bed found in another portion of the suite. From her position she found herself looking straight at the door from the other end of the room, most importantly one could almost see anywhere from there without having to move their head, perhaps to keep an eye on things or people that were brought here.

Minerva let out the grunt as she felt a powerful kick to back of her knee. The agent found her leg collapsing underneath her as she was driven to the floor. Quickly the agent was driven to her knees, before the redhead could recover, the woman she had just rescued slammed Minerva’s own pistol grip into the back of the Lieutenant’s head. The agent was seeing stars at that point and was in no shape to even defend herself. The rifle was torn away from the redhead grip as Minerva struggled to maintain consciousness through the blinding pain. However, the pain quickly dulled enough for the agent to see how much trouble she was in.

The major was now pointing Minerva’s own rifle and keeping the agent in check as the voluptuous alien and two of the brutes closed. The rest lowered their weapons apparently content that the situation well in hand.

Minerva heard the female alien order the brutes to restrain her. The redhead struggled to try move, but before she could even stand up a blue tentacle wrapped around the redhead’s slender neck. The redhead hands instinctively reached up to attempt to pull the tentacle loose but it was simple too strong for her in this condition. In the end she only had a moment to try to pull her way to freedom before the brutes were upon the lovely agent. The brutes quickly locked the redhead’s wrists in shackles behind her back.

Minerva felt the barrel of gun under her chin, slowly it forced her head up until she was staring blue skin alien’s azure eyes, the woman seemed to quite happy with the results. You not going to get away with this. The ADD will find out about this and they will….Aargh….

The agent let out a shout as the brute grabbed her by the arms and pulled her up on her feet. It was a painful grab much to get the agent attention and to ensure that the Lieutenant did not try anything foolish.

The female alien seemed to be have other plans for Minerva other than putting her in the brig first. For that apparently the brutes were no longer needed and they let go of the pretty redhead. Mineraa might have a chance to do something.

But apparently Major Sterling apparently had other ideas, she quickly grabbed Minvera’s restraints and pulled her close so that the redhead could not move. A gun jammed in the agent’s ribs made it clear that the Major would not accept any escape attempt by Minvera. The tan woman forced the redhead to follow the blue skinned alien as they traveled through the corridors. They eventually traveled a few levels down the ship into an area dominated by larger suits. It apparently was for important VIPs and such on the ship.
Soon the curvy alien had entered a bunch of numbers into an access panel to one of the suite. It quickly opened for the trio, after Minerva was forced into the room by the other two the door soon shut behind them. The room was dimly lit, just enough for the trio of the women to be able to move around the suite.

Lenore was ordered to put Minerva on the bead as the blue skinned headed for one of the rooms in the suite. Minerva could only assume that it was the bathroom though she was not sure. It would give the agent to try to talk some sense to the Major.

The redhead soon found herself forced to sit on a huge bed that seemed to decorated lavishly. Lenore kept her at gunpoint to ensure that Minerva did not try anything. Major, what happened? Why are you doing this? You’re an agent of the Directorate!!! Snap out of it.

Captured and up against impossible odds Minerva couldn't see the sneer that formed behind the mask of the female alien, but she most certainly would note such behind the taunting notion of her captor. "And what's your precious ADD going to do, hm? You haven't sent a transmission to anyone, let alone your headquarters before coming on board because if you did, we would've picked up on it. As far as they're concerned you're still on your post, aiding the Major in her mission should you be needed."

Within the suite the two agents were left to themselves for the time being, Lenore passing her subordinate a cursory glance straight in the eyes at the inquiry of her actions. Almost immediately the barrel of a gun pressed into her ribs, rather painfully at that as the exotic platinum blonde emphasized on that gesture verbally and even threatened to break the skin through pressure alone. "Only speak when you're spoken to, Minerva, and trust me when I say that you'd better acknowledge my words."

Whether an empty threat, an actual hint as to what she should do or not, her loyalties didn't seem to lie with the Directorate any longer as she kept the red head poised on the bed until the third member of the trio returned. Her helmet had been removed and instead revealed the gorgeous feminine features previously hidden underneath, a beautiful woman sculpted by the heavens graced by utmost sensual characteristics, even walking with a sexy, swinging gait although she was wearing the suit of armor still.

"Sterling!" She perked up at the notion of her name, guiding her attention away from the restrained Lieutenant. "See to it that the captured weapons are stored in the armory and then let the Captain know we'll be seeing him for dinner, all three of us. I'm sure he'll be pleased to hear that we've caught your little friend. Oh, and before I forget, please remind him of the special event we've discussed this afternoon, surely the crew will be delighted to know that their Captain hasn't forgotten about them entirely."

Lenore nodded. "Yes, of course."

"Good, Minerva and I expect to see you in the dining hall in half an hour. Be punctual and wear proper attire unless you wish to displease me." The agent smiled briefly, bowed politely then lowered her weapons before turning around and departing, entering the key code necessary to leave the suite until at last the woman vanished in the corridor behind closed doors.

The major simply stared at the lieutenant briefly as if to silence Minerva with her stare, but to emphasize that the silence she jammed her gun into the ribs of the redhead. The redhead groaned in pain as the gun pushed so deep that it felt it was going to push its way into the Minerva’s body. The platinum blonde explained that Minerva would remain silent unless she is spoken to. Minerva spoke with some pain, Understood.

For a while, the two agents remained quiet as they waited until the alien female returned to the room. The only thing that agent was think about was what happened to Major Sterling to turn against the Directorate like this. Soon however, the blue skinned alien returned to the room, this time without her helmet. The redead could not help but notice how beautiful the woman looked as she gracefully made her way into the room. It was somewhat hard to believe that this woman would be working with the slavers on this ship.

The alien called out to the Major which caused the tanned woman to pull her gun out of Minerva’s ribs and move away from the restrained redhead. Minerva let out a gasp of relief to be able to move without pain. She was surprised that that the major was being treated like one of the crew and would be telling the Captain of the ship that would be meeting him for dinner. The agent could not help to hear about the special event. Minerva did not like the sound of that especially if it involved the crew of this vessel.

The agent waited until Major Sterling left the room and the door closed before she spoke. The fact there was a key code to open the door from the outside and inside meant that there would be no way that Minerva would be able to escape without the code. What did you do to Sterling.

"What I've done? Oh, I haven't done anything." In exchange for the sudden inquiery Minerva merely earned the sly glance of her captor who approached her helpless body seated on the edge of the bed, tentacles by her side quivering at first until they latched onto her thighs with lightning fast reflexes, coiled about the limbs of the red haired agent whilst another had been poised against her chest. "But it seems you don't take kindly to the advice of your superior seeing that you speak when not spoken to."

In that instant she'd been pushed back onto the sheets, hands trapped in shackles and under the weight of her body whereas her legs were spread easily with the strength the alien female possessed, any resistance futile as her curvaceous frame advanced and now occupied the space, their hips barely touching as the intruder leaned forward.

"She is no longer part of the Directorate.", she whispered with a sense of pure satisfaction, plump lips skimming along her tender neck as she toyed with her nubile prey for a moment. "Even offered you up on a silver platter after we told her to send a distress call. It sounded rather believable, don't you think? I mean, you must've believed every word that was leaving her lips considering that you actually thought we had no idea that you were following us in that antiquated pile of junk that you call a spaceship."

With a pleased, low chuckle she'd feel a slight dampness against one of her earlobes, a deft tongue slithering against the bountiful woman hand in hand with heated breaths that were cascading upon her skin before she proceeded to nibble on the supposedly erogenous zone playfully, basking in her physical inability to defend herself. "Your loyalty is impressive, but I dare say you should've left her behind."

At last Ania eased up and soon enough each and every lavender colored tentacle abandoned the captured beauty, the weight of another body above hers fading when she got up and merely eyed the Lieutenant from above, emphasizing her role as the dominant party on the frigate. "You may ask your questions later if I feel the need to answer them, perhaps Lenore will answer you herself, but for now we have half an hour to prepare you for our little get together .. Now, I have a proposition to make."

She waited briefly for Minerva to clear her mind of what just transpired as anger usually allowed for some people to make rash choices. "You'll agree to put on something a little more formal .. not that I dislike what I'm seeing right now .. and I'll take off your restraints." The raven haired temptress smirked mildy at that. "With your hands on your back you can't eat or drink. You either play along or go to bed hungry tonight unless a member of the crew chooses to feed you, it is your choice."

The alien claimed that she had nothing to with the turning of the Major, but the sly look she gave Minerva lead the agent to think otherwise. She had little time to ponder the expression as tentacles suddenly shot out at the redhead. The young woman was only able to flinch as she felt tentacles wrap around her thighs as another moved up to the agent’s chest. It quickly slammed into the young woman, forcing a gasp as she was hit. The gasp soon came a yelp as she fell backwards onto the bed behind her.

Quickly the agent found herself on her back, her arms pined and shackled underneath her own weight. Her legs were pulled up effortlessly and spread apart. The blue skinned female quickly moved into the void and leaned in. Though their hips were touching, the redhead could not feel any weight being pressed upon her.

The alien continued to explain on how Sterling had betrayed the Lieutenant to the crew of Gensou, and how she even participated in luring the unsuspecting agent to the ship. “W-why would she betrayed us.” The agent chose to focus on the words that were being whispered to her. It was better that than the plump lips that were traveling up and down her sensitive neck. It was like the alien was sampling some of the meal before start of the main course.

The young woman could feel the blue skinned captor tongue as it moved up her neck and behind her earlobe. Minerva gasped as the alien began to nibble on her earlobe, forcing the redhead to let out a gasp from the sensation. The agent could do anything while she like this, she was just simply a plaything of the alien woman who had captured her.

Eventually though the blue skinned mistress pulled up as her tentacles slowly began to pull away from the agent. The alien still stood over the redhead making quite clear who was in full control in this situation, explaining the questions that Minerva had would have to ask until later when maybe someone might be more willing.

The alien explained that Minerva would be allowed to have her restraints removed, if she wore something more formal. A flash of anger appeared on the redhead, but before she could say anything in response she thought about. With her hands restrained, it would be that much harder to attempt an escape. The agent’s head dropped back onto the bed as she sighed. Fine….what do you want me to wear.

"Perhaps by tomorrow you'll change your mind about the Directorate as well, who knows?" Ania teased whilst tasting from the nubile richness of the body below, a hidden threat maybe considering that an agent with such an illustrious career as Lenore had given her away to a band of criminals, slavers and smugglers.

"A wise decision." But with her agreement Minerva would find herself pulled up and heaved off the bed, supported by the female alien whose nimble appendages spun her around and began to remove her restraints, not using keys but rather picking the lock through sheer prestidigitation. These women were well trained and she had been well aware of that fact, not permitting her any chance of escape by offering up the location of what could potentially allow the red head to move about the frigate freely.

"Don't try anything stupid or you'll end up on the floor where I'll simply reattach your handcuffs and don't think I'll be making the same offer twice. Now stay here and wait." She warned with a bit of emphasis in her voice before the cuffs fell away, the agent finally freed for the time being though her captor was moving towards the single wardrobe within their quarters.

Within mere moments she returned with several articles of clothing dangling from an appendage, the pieces set down upon the bed as to present them to the woman beside her.

An alluring, cream colored dress laid out before Minerva that was graced by a center opening which cut from her neck all the way down to her belly, displaying a fair view of her cleavage that barely hid more than half of each breast although thankfully her nipples would've been covered by the fabric. Near the hips the descending cloth suddenly parted and left the sides of her legs exposed to the naked eye, the front and back of her lower body concealed by the ruffled portion of the dress although given the overall structure of the piece each and every step would do nothing to hide any portion of her feminine thighs.

Aside from the downright less than formal piece of attire, she'd note that she wasn't given a bra to wear, merely a pitch black tanga that added to the general allure Ania chose for the agent. In addition the Lieutenant received a pair of dark nylon stockings and light dress shoes that suited the coloration of the dress, rounding off the somewhat humiliating outfit perfectly.

"Of course you can always refuse, but then you'll get back in the cuffs. No exceptions." The alien smiled mildly at that. "We'll have the same uniform you've seen on Sterling ready for you when we've concluded our dinner, just to let you know what you'll be wearing from now on and maybe make your choice easier."