AFFIRMATIVE.

It didn't think she would struggle against that fact or hold on to one Master over another. It was commanded to make her admit to that fact and it's task was made easier. Internal processors worked out that genetic sample of blood finding that there was nothing suppressing …

Lactation was added, their were trace elements of drugs though the experimental compounds it had little clue on certain markers were left in that blood too that had it processing again.

A SIMPLE MATTER THAT MANY ARE STUBBORN WITH.

Of course those tended to be ones that deemed themselves free. But seeing that she learned quick it was going to reward her.

IN WHAT FORM WOULD YOU LIKE TO RECEIVE YOUR REWARD?

Tinman went back to tormenting her with the vibrator and dildo. A cable rounded her hip and slid between her ass cheeks simply rubbing a coolant that another cable sprays on her ass.

I WILL DECIDE FOR YOU …

It presses the dildo up slowly penetrating her slowly. WHAT IS YOUR ROLE? It grants her just a few inches of that toy moving it back and forth slowly with the promise of even more with an answer.

The machine offered a reward but gave no options and soon simply chose for the human slave. The phallus slid slowly into her body while coolant soaked against her ass. Her insides tightened around the dildo as it stroked back and forth every so slowly. "Uhhnnn... S-Slave... I am a slave..." she moaned, body twitching weakly in her bonds. The drug made every cell in her body beg for sex. Her body was on fire, burning with desperate need. Her hips began to rock against the dildo as weak whimpers escaped her lips. This unending stimulation was driving her insane, making it impossible to think straight.

Apparently that had not been enough for the machine who simple kept teasing, the cable pressing and swirling against her back door threatening to plunge in, that dildo gave her a small reward giving her additional inch.

AFFIRMATIVE. WHAT WERE YOU TASKED WITH?

Some slaves were assigned various roles, others a generic one. By the analysis of her blood it was easy to determine at least one of her functions as being a pleasure slave, perhaps that was all she had been but a slave was to generic for it's tastes or rather it's Master's since Tinman had no stake in this matter save for doing well enough to please it's creator and Master.

OF COURSE WE BOTH KNOW YOU WERE A SLAVE OF GORO'S. NOW YOU ARE A SLAVE FOR QUEBOS. HOW DID YOU SERVE YOUR FORMER MASTER?

She was not sure why a robot was repeating a question that was answered before. It was also a question that could not be easily answered while being tormented. "Ooohhhnnn... Uhhnnn..." the woman moaned as the drug continued its insidious work on her heated form, "W-Worked... T-Technology..." That was about all she could muster. The rest were things she was no skilled in but was forced to do anyway such as fight in combat and the like. Her nectar dripped down her legs and onto the floor. The agent could only wonder how much time she had left before the real torture in the form of withdrawals hit.

Tinman possessed AI and could think independently for the most part. It was incapable of disobeying it's creature and had been charged to seek out certain information so it sought to clarify her answers when it was necessary to do so.

Another two inches had been her reward, the cable pressing inside her ass moving about in small circles. Normal it left the ass alone, there had been no coolant there after all and it plunged that cable in about 6” or so before retracting it just as slowly as it had been inserted though the pressure on her clit by that vibrator increased as her tits were given another squeeze.

FINAL QUESTION. WHY WAS THE DATA STOLEN, WHAT WAS THE AIM?

Though if they truly had the ship they would discover the new armaments in time.

Alexandra's eyes fluttered and rolled back in her head. Her clitoris was swollen and throbbing with erotic agony. Her body arched as the cable slid deep inside her anus before withdrawing. Milk spurt from her tit as drool dribbled out of the corner of the woman's mouth. The slave's nude body glistened with sweat. Her mouth opened and closed, trying to form words only to have nothing but breathless groans escape her. "Ahhhnnnn... Uhhnnn... A-Ashen..." It was the only word she could stumble out as her body went rigid. She was on the verge of cumming. The thought of sex seared through her brain, overwhelming any other thoughts she may have in her sex drunk brain.

Aschen? That word was not in it's database.

ELABORATE …

Tinman, who was neither a man nor made of tin paused for a moment. It was good at discerning lies after all though it could not work out this puzzle and it did not appear that the slave was in the state of explaining currently.

It analyzed it's options and felt that it was probably best to give her an orgasm first then approach this later, they still had time before they reached their destination after all and it could find out then since he was clueless to the word, it was not important to his initial function so he was never programmed with it.

The vibrator pressed against her clit a bit firmed as the dildo slides in the final few inches the toy pressing in and out of her rapid;y as it contrasts this by slowly spiraling through her ass or sling the groping cables to those tits, clamps tracing over the front of her chest, rubbing against those nipples a little roughly though not too much though it was trying to be gentle of course but it did not work out so well.

"Ahhhhnnnn!" Alexandra was not going to elaborate on anything in her current state. The dildo drilled into her juicy depths while her clitoris went numb from the endless stimulation it suffered. The woman's body arched as juices began to squirt from her body, cumming hard around the thrusting cock. Toes curled and uncurled as her body twitched and spasmed weakly, mouth hanging open as she succumbed to the cold unfeeling machine. As she came down from her orgasm, her hips tried to draw away from the humming vibrator. Her clit was starting to hurt from the endless humming and the hard press of the sex toy. How long would this torment go on?

She does not seem to be capable of answering, that was probable given it's calculations but it keeps up as it pleasures her, not to the point of unconsciousness as Goro or the Adda would do though an unconscious slave could not respond.

It played the odds here. It could torture her a bit though it could remain pleasant and cordial to get the information. It decided that it would do the later as it drew out of her, that toy retracting from her clit as did the dildo from her pussy.

It withdrew from her ass too, gave her a once over then leaving her unrestrained in her cell.

It did not seem to be worried about her escaping. She was fed, a tray slipped into the room from a slit in the door so no one had to enter the chamber though darker things might have happened had not Tinman found someone lurking about just prior to entering into the cell, lights flashing on it's face plate beyond his visor.

NOW THAT YOU HAVE HAD SOME CHANCE TO REST, ELABORATE. WHAT OR WHO OAR THE ASCHEN? TECHNOLOGY? IS IT FORM OF TECHNOLOGY?

Besides the timer ticking away on her very life, Alexandra had come full circle it seemed. She was once more nude in a cell while being fed through a slit in the door. The woman ate not that it would matter much. Starvation was the least of her worries. The machine returned while the agent recovered her senses. The interogation continued where they left off. "I do not know. Ashen are a race and Goro was interested in their technology. I was to study and use their technology in ways that would help him." There was not much else to say about them. She certainly could not recite any details about the race as her role was merely to look at the technology and apply it where necessary.

I COMPUTE.

There was a nod though there were no follow up questions. It left her then and returned an hour or so later with a datapad that she was given. A test? There were a series of questions of mixed variety and difficulty though some of the stuff on Aschen tech she could answer most she could not. Tinman instructed her to take the test, most of the other questions that weren't on Aschen tech could be answered and the results were the same whether or not she took the test.

Quebos species did not hold on to grudges and all signs pointed to the fact that she was merely a slave that was being used by Goro. She could not really assist him either not that he was looking to have someone filling that role and thus she was given skimpy close and brought to Vanejin. She might as well turn a profit though given the scent that she had been addicted too she would not last long. No one would know this though unless she was going through withdrawals at the time but Quebos was honest and disclosed the addiction. Her price was low and she sat in a cell for a bit. There were those that looked her over but no one that wished to purchase her seeing that she could perish soon ...

That was until she caught the eye of the octopus-like creature that slithered forth for a closer look. He seemed to stare, telepathic powers did not come to him so easily especially with the drug he was taking though he told himself like any junkie that he could stop when he wished, he just chose not to.

Oh, this was ironic … she was a slave because she was looking for Nail … his slave … perhaps it would be entertaining to let the two meet up eventual. Nail was on a little vacation at the moment because it entertained him to have her roam about, his leash could be long indeed given his abilities and the situations he placed her in where entertaining to say the least.

Do you wish to live slave? Fafner regarded her with those cold eyes of his as he rifled though memories with a bit of effort, the drug increased his speed but impaired his mental abilities somewhat.

The slave was dressed in skimpy slave attire. Her breasts were barely staying inside her top and seemed to cover little besides her nipples. The captured agent sat in her cage as aliens walked by. Being damaged and tainted goods, she was not worth much despite her voluptuous body. Alexandra made no effort to sell herself either. She was starting to feel the effects and soon it would be utter agony until she expired. Perhaps it was fitting she died in this cage after selling off two fellow agents so long ago.

A squid like creature stood before her, staring at her. She started to hear his voice inside her head, offering a chance to live. Alexandra was not sure if living was better at this point. But, she knew she could not stand the pain. Slowly, she nodded her head and closed her eyes. What was this alien creature planning?

Fafner got the attention of the merchant who was selling this slave on behalf of Quebos giving him the money when he returned … they haggled over price though as it was argued that it wasn't likely that she would survive the week but the alien had figured that he might make a little money off her in the Arena, as sick as she was she did have a desirable body that others would pay to see in action.

Whether or not he intended on her to fight was another matter though soon her slave collar was removed and she was brought to his ship, well it was actually Blue's ship though that was beside the point. It was a freighter smaller than the last ship and the room she was brought to had been a bedchamber with whips and other devices like dildos and vibrators.

Forced to kneel before him her manacles had been removed and the creature gazed down at her.

Due to the drug he was on his Telepathy did not always work as he pressed into her mind and came up blank now in his inquiries.

Just because she knew of Nail did not mean that she knew Aegir though.

You have no name. Perhaps when you've earned one I will give you a name. You will call me Master. Now strip.

Either she complies of he tares the skimpy clothes off her, it makes little difference to him. He gets some of his Telepathic powers back it's like tuning in a radio station though he does not see anything outside of snippets of her last few months.

If you please me I will alter your mind and trick it so it believes you are being exposed to the drug. Displease me and I will discard you. Money comes easily to me and I will be out nothing, You can say you were an impulse purchase.

He makes matters clear though he did she somewhat of a similarity between them he was more focused on ripping apart what Aegir enjoyed. The pleasures he had tormenting Nail because of her relationship with his father had been grand after all.

It was doubtful that she knew his father though Aegir did work with a handful of agents in the past, most notably Nail and Minerva. But he could not see anything about him.

Do you know Aegir?

Just like that, she was purchased and taken out of her cage. Whoever this creature was knew she would not last the week. Perhaps she would just used as a guinea pig until she expired. It was hard to stay positive after being passed around like damaged goods. She had been a slave for months now. The ADD may as well be a distant memory at this point. If it were not for the constant tasks she was put on, her skills would have degraded at this point.

Tugged like a pet on a leash, she followed the creature to his ship and into his bedchamber. The various sexual and torture tools on the wall gave cause for worry, not that this thing could really make her suffer any further than she already have. She kneeled before her new owner and immediately began to comply with his orders. "Yes, Master," Alexandra replied. Hands moved smoothly as she slowly stripped before the squidlike alien.

It was different having a voice inside her head giving the orders. It made her feel more naked than she already was. Could this creature read her thoughts? The very idea frightened her as it meant even her own mind was no longer a place for her to hide. She blinked and looked up at the creature when he mentioned perhaps tricking her brain to be exposed to the drug. Even if it was a trick, the thought of constantly being exposed to the drug made her tremble. She needed it so bad and already her body began to ache from withdrawals. "Y-Yes, Master," she replied, "I will do all I can to please you. Just... Just please, do something about the pain."

"I have never heard of Aegir, Master," she answered as she sat there on her knees.