And yet you desire that bliss and cannot follow instructions. Tsk, tsk, he was not angry seeing that the acquisition of that drug had placed him in more than a reasonable mood. He could sense her confusion and the doctor's as well as he swallowed hard at the sights before him watching as the slave was sexually tormented but not relieved.

A tentacle slid against her sex rubbing against it and adding further to her arousal, his fingers wet from breast milk, Fafner released her using his Telekinesis on her to hold her in place for the moment, another light lash falling on her back from the makeshift whip of his tentacle upon her.

You must earn your treat, Pet, another light lash the scent still fading to the point that it was normally at with no signs of that shrinkage stopping though it would hover her for a bit as he observed what she did or didn't do, his mental hold on those limbs diminishing, the doctor licking his blue lips and stepped forward as if he were going to do something but a raised hand from Fafner halted him.

You had your chance, doctor.

With the telekinetic powers holding her in place, Desire really did not know what was expected of her. She begged but only received lashes from those tendrils. It stung but her body still felt oh so very good. She was not allowed to use her body and her voice was only good for begging. Fafner was not clear on what needed to be done and the slave was hopelessly confused with this game. Juices continued to trickle down her thighs as she was held in place. The musk was fading and Desire began to grow fearful of what she could be doing wrong.

He could sense his slave's confusion, the drug diminishing by the second though he began thumbing over the various tools he had hanging on the walls. Releasing his hold on her he waved the doctor to the door dismissing him.

A moment later she hears a whip cracking as he tests one out. I am in a good mood, Pet. Come here. There was still the desire to serve, that had not changed though she had been confused. Fingers brushed the back of her head.

Perhaps I have over stimulated you, you would need to focus better. He gripped the back of her head jerking her head back. There will be no excuses next time. He tucks a chin beneath her chin.

So I offer you a choice, you can take what is needed but suffer the lash or go without for the evening though I may not be in such a good mood tomorrow, Pet. He had already planned on keeping elements more the playful side, this slave did not displease him and unlike Amanda did not have a streak of defiance that he had to weed out of her. Of course he had already anticipated her answer, his hand flowing down her body to gently take in a breast rolling the nipple between thumb and forefinger.

Do I even have to ask that question? Secure yourself to the chains, He had indicated the chains that dangled down from the ceiling here that served as a constant reminder to his slaves that sometimes they needed to be punished, that displeasure often lead to this.

A light lash flicked across her back once she had settled in. What was unclear about the order? Another crack with the whip a little harder now pausing to listen to his Pet give a response before lashing out against her once more, a tentacle stretching out to coil about an angel as it slowly climbed up her leg.

Regardless of the answer she supplies he cracks her again with another stinging lash though the rewards increase a little with her compliance, not a whole lot but enough to be noticed. He has a think over what she relays before determining how to proceed from there.

Desire trembled, knowing she failed her master in some way. It was not her fault. She had no idea what to do. But, slaves had no say in such matters. They had no defense, no rights. The slave merely nodded meekly and moved to chain herself to the ceiling. "Ngh!" The whip cracked against her bare flesh. Her body tensed as she hung there in her bonds. "Ahhnnn!" The next blow stung harder as more force was put into it. "I... I don't know how to make someone cum without using my body, Master!" Desire answered quickly though the better question was what was clear about the previous command. She was literally commanded to do something she had no experience or concept of. It was natural to be very confused in such a situation.

He had paused. Then a chuckle followed as his touch retracted from her. He set aside that whip amused as he circled her body. Words can be persuasive my dear ... When he got in front of her he had gazed at her for a moment, that scent unchanging.

Though I suppose not all of use have the ability to do so. Observe. There was nothing to observe, at least not physically as Telekinesis was called into being directing an invisible force against her as it felt like fingers assailing those breasts, a mouth suckling at her tit, her clit rubbed back and forth and that scent rising in her mind, shooting forth.

Unfortunately your mental prowess is weak … if you had any talent I suspect it would be minor at best and a waste of time trying to draw forth, something joined the scent and that had been his own pheromones though this was ineffective to humans and did not always happen it did indicate to her when he was aroused but he drew no closer to her pressing an invisible force inside her as another swirled against her clit. Of course showing her just how to make someone cum by not touching them had been a moot point though it had hinted at the fact that he had taken such abilities for granted and had not imagined being without them.

He had increased that scent, increased the force of that thrust which was pressing inside her with greater intensity. Then before she could cum he stopped that thrusting and drew forward, grasping her tits.

Next time I will keep you suspended her for a few days without the drug . I may not always expect success but I do expect an effort. Now, you may serve me by cumming all over my dick.

And he presented the central one to her, slowly pressing it against that heated entrance before slowly inching his way inside her.

She did use her words though and the musk was reduced. It apparently was not good enough and she had yet to be told what she said wrong. Desire did try her best with what little she was given to go off of. The fact she tried and failed terrified her as the next time would mean the end of her. She could not imagine being without the drug for days. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she began to sob. Even as unseen hands and mouths sucked and groped her body, she could not help but despair at her failings.

"Uhhnnn... Uuu... I'm... I'm sorry, M-Master!" she whimpered, "I tried! I really tried to o-obey!" Sobbing groans escaped her throat. The cock plunged deep inside her as the scent returned to her thoughts. The drug and pleasure she felt did help soothe her. It did not take too long to be at the point where she felt too good to worry about the future anymore. Her hips jolt as the chains jingled, her body swaying as the cock plunged harder and deeper into her body. Each thrust pounded against her cervix and chipped away at all her remaining thoughts. "Yes... Yess... Oh God! I'm cumming, Masterrrr!" She screamed as her insides clung around the pumping member, trying to draw forth Fafner's hot seed while her own womanly juices soaked over the relentless alien cock.

He stroked her cheek as she came about him, his seed forced to fire inside her narrow passage as he lets out a grunt. Needless to say he had his doctors thoroughly treat her and restore her as best as possible to the state she had been in prior to Goro getting his hands on her.

Fafner could feel her terror as he slipped inside her fully, his length becoming more sensitive forcing him to slow down a little. A tentacle sweeping over her clit just as slowly.

A misunderstanding on my part, I should have delved further into your mind. I believed that you were addressing me and not the doctor at the time since I was the only one capable of granting you any real release.

When he slipped out of her some of his cum dribbled down her inner thighs and some other coated the floor. His fingers seized her ass squeezing it. You are such a good Pet my dear, I could play with you for hours.

Both his smaller lengths press together then press against that slick entrance while a tentacle rubs up as much of the spilled cum before placing itself at her rear. She begins to press into her there too nice and slow. No diminishing of that scent, no orders, he simply wanted to fuck her now as he set up an even pace knocking her back and forth between tentacle and cocks, his mouth consuming a heavy breast as his tongue swirls against the nipple. He proceeds to the next as he takes his time with her drawing her close to exhaustion, close to the point where she would pass out though he had never allowed her such a state, bringing her close to it but keeping her aware just enough and on hand to fulfill whatever duties had been required but he was in a good mood and the crew should be out getting some R&R tomorrow.

Tomorrow at some point you are to get a hold of the doctor and make him come however you like. If you must leave the ship to do so you have my permission though do not stay away for long. He had assumed that she was loath to leave his side for long any way.

Now do you wish to cum until you cannot cum any longer?

Who the words were directed to was irrelevant for the purpose of trying to stimulate the audience. It was like the characters in a porno talking dirty. They were talking to each other but it was all for the audience in the end. But, at least Fafner understood that perhaps Desire was not being lazy and was just lacking experience in what was being asked of her.

The other two cocks forced their way into Desire's drooling folds. "Ahhhhnnnn!" Her cries echoed in the room as her inner walls were stretched tightly around the twin members. The two sawed against her swollen g-spot while, sending wild sensations up into her very core. A thick tendril pushed into her ass, sawing against the cocks through the inner walls of both passages. Desire's eyes fluttered, her mind drowning in bliss as she was quickly brought to orgasm again and again.

Orders were given inside her mind but she was in no condition to respond until the thrusting slowed, keeping her short of passing out. "Uhhhnnn... Uhhhnnnn... Y-Yes... Please fuck me, Master!" She moaned as her hips ground against the thick invaders. It was not long before her juices squirt over the twin cocks. Her body rose and fell over and over again. Gradually, Desire fell limp in the alien's grasp though the cocks continued to pound away at her very soul. The drugged stimulated orgasms left her mind blank as drool trickled down her chin. Her breasts bounced and swayed with each thrust, her nipples dancing back and forth while one was trapped within Fafner's large maw.

The next morning, she would obey Fafner's orders and visit the doctor. There, she would unzip her suit and wrap her huge breasts around the alien's meat. She rolled her breasts back and forth, molding the luscious flesh around the aching shaft while her lips wrapped around the tip and sucked deeply. Her tongue lashed across the sensitive tip and dabbed at its entrance, goading the seed to unleash into her gulping throat.

An explosion of his seed, she was well rewarded that day and thoroughly fucked to exhaustion. As usual she had been left to sleep on their shared mattress where he had often had her sleep. The fragrance of that drug lingered throughout the night even as she slept though in the morning Ruephar had been both stunned and blessed as Alex sought to carry out her orders first thing.

He was use to waking early and had been surprised by her appearance. “Is there something I can -”

He never got to finish as she knelt down before him forcing a groan to conclude that statement. Before long he was grasping the back of her head pumping into her awaiting mouth until he burst forth that stored up release, letting out an approving moan as his head tilted back.

Returning to Fafner it only took a cursory glance into her mind to know what she was up to since she rarely left his side unless he commanded it. She had been rewarded with a brief amount of the scent before commanded to prepare breakfast and get cleaned up.

When this had been done he had her sit in his lab while he ate, a steady stream of that drug being pumped into the air. Your skills at cryptology are not the strongest but what I require is someone versed in nanotechnology as well.

Recently I have come into learning that there is some technology that has a slight interest … I am unconcerned with the tech bit but rumors surround this nano tech that will lead me to what I seek but the species in question protected the location or so the rumors go. I need you to take a look at the nanitites and try to crack the language of the stored information … most matters will be in binary though encrypted files exist stored within them which will be of greater interest to have cracked.

I will supply you with all necessary equipment and some of these nanitites. Is there anything that you would need off hand for such a task? Normally I do not travel about with a fully stocked lab.

Desire cleaned up before returning to her owner. She prepared breakfast and was soon taken to the lab. Her next task was to use her prior knowledge in technology to try and decrypt information. The difficulty of the task varied depending on how much data was available. Was this a language that could be translated? If so, then it may be possible to decrypt it as it would require the alien vocabulary to probably read the patterns.

"I require a translator of the language, Master," Desire answered, "Without it, I have no way of decrypting something that is not a common language. I will require time and processing power." She required a computer to work on. It would take time to program a decryptor. The Russian woman would start by programming something that counted up all letters and symbols involved in the data. From there, she would try to derive words and punctuation. After that, it was going to be a lot of trail and error as she would have to guess what symbols associate with which letter and try to form words and phrases in a language she had no experience with. This could take days or weeks of nonstop work depending on how complicated the language was and how much data she was to decrypt.

A translator can and will be acquired.

He had let her go at it though. He was in no huge rush though he desired to brake the codes to see if everything matched up and pointed him towards something concrete. The species in question had been good with nano technology and gathering secrets. He had learned that they had gathered up info on this and that though he was not interested in any doomsday weapon, just the stones that he was after, stones scattered throughout the galaxy.

What he did not reveal was the fact that a few thousand years ago the aliens in question served him and revered him as a deity. As such one of the stones that had been keyed to them had been left in their care and over the long years apart they had hidden it to safeguard it though the current generation had no clue as to where it was but such secrets were locked away.

Though he was eager to get the stone the matter had not been pressing. Thus she worked on her computer program once he supplied her with a translator a slight pointed ear woman with solid blue eyes who spoke Galactic basic with an accented tongue.

Fafner checked back on her progress, or rather showed up when the need for her fix was coming up and her rewards were generous. Her slave translator had not been so fortunate as she. She had not earned the right to wear clothes and could be used (and was fairly constantly) by the crew whereas she could only experience the attention of her Master for good or bad. But he had been in a good mood these past few days and she was allowed to cum and cum often.

She was in a head position over the other slave too and when she was acquired the new computer had been too as well as equipment for analyzing the microscopic tech. Translating was long, the dialogue in an older form of the language and there were interruptions since the crew could use her, typically by Nessur since the ship was in hyper space a lot the pilot had the least amount of work to keep occupied with.

The young woman had been in her early 20's given her species and kept locked away in the cage when not servicing one of the crew or working for the long hours on translation.

After about a week they had only gotten through 22% or so of the document that spoke of things her Master had not been interested in though after a week of work they had grown lucky as more of the page of table of contents had been translated and most of the document could then be ignored focusing on those pages that held the most interest.

“I think this statement refers to an old Vendrix tale about the device, the Stone of the Gods, kept at this particular shrine,” Jemex, the translator, explained. “The translation is not yet complete but refers to this legend I am sure about the Priest being able to speak with the Gods. The device is probably there. Shall we let Master know?” She may not have been totally broken yet but she was learning her place her on the ship.

Desire could not help but feel bad for the translator. The alien woman was made into a slave and was not bound to an addictive drug. But those feelings faded with each day as Fafner would drench her senses in the potent drug and proceed to fuck her into submission. The enslaved agent worked under the constant influence of the drug, stimulating her lovely body and leaving her in a state of readied arousal.

The process was slow as it required constant fumbling around until words that Jemex could understand came up. Checks and rechecks had to be done to ensure the words that were found were actually part of the message. The thing about breaking a cypher is one could make up any key they wanted to make up any meaning they wish. But it was about finding the key the aliens used to make the cypher that was important.

They had gone through a fifth of the data but majority of it was useless assuming their key was correct. Even then, Desire forced the translator to try various combinations in order to find out if the key changed at all. Needless to say, it was a mess and explaining it to the alien woman was difficult in itself.

Jemex referred to Fafner as master as well so the alien probably had accepted her unfortunate fate. Though of higher class of slave in comparison, Desire had no power over the crew and how they treated the alien woman. She could only watch and hear the moans and cries of passion that left the slave's lips. With the drug always stimulating her, it made for some difficult heated moments when Fafner was nowhere nearby to help relieve her wanton needs.

"I will tell him," Desire said as she logged the data and coordinates Jemex provided, "Keep sifting through the data and working the cypher. We cannot afford any mistakes." The Russian woman left with the datapad and searched for her Master. She would enter and kneel before Fafner as she offered the information Jemex found out. "Jemex believes this data is relevant. It speaks of a device that is hidden away in a shrine. There is still much that needs to be translated and decrypted so I am uncertain if there is any further details on this object, Master."

With no addictive drug it was harder for Jemex to adapt though the worse of it came in the beginning. Desire knew that Fafner could manipulate minds though and probably could have had he smelling the scent if he so wished but he hadn't. Rather he had kept that exclusively to the agent and though there were times that were hard to endure, relief coming only by her own hands and fingers Fafner allowed for her requests more often pleased that progress, however slow, was being made.

If it were for his drug he would have been less at ease and more on edge but this had been for the artifact that could wait. Jemex and her people no longer worshiped the God's or used these strange rites so the artifact was probably not in any danger of being used and could be sitting in a museum somewhere on the planet for all he knew.

Jemex may even be in the dark about it, after all unless it was a major find who knew of all the exhibits in their local museum let alone a state or country unless something was real popular and it had been a while since they stopped worshiping.

The keys used to decrypt the code had been verified. Legal documents, famous poems and books were used. Fortunately the newly supplied computer had a sizable database on the culture of these aliens and their work. The two kept at it and it was slow progress but a legal document seemed to give them the best results.

“I shall keep at it,” Jemex confirmed as the newly acquired slave went back at it using that computer to further analyze the text and using other cyphers or would be cyphers …

When Desire came before Fafner he had been reading on his computer, tales about the stone in question. Illustrations revealed that it was a pyramid with green runes on each facing of it though she could not read the language. Norse runes? Those were the closet things that she could associate this with.

Fafner turned his attention to his kneeling slave and listened to her report. A shrine … makes sense ... He rubbed his chin, his hand disappearing beneath his mouth tendrils as he did so. He took the data from her and loaded it up reading their findings so far as he had her kneel he bestowed more of that scent upon her, a tentacle on her shoulder brushing against her neck as he pet her and read.

As long as he was not disturbed he let her do as she wished but took matters no further than nuzzling her a little before he had finished with the data he looked towards her. Good work, you are on pace with the expected progression of events. Tell me, Desire, what do you think of your subordinate? Is she worth keeping around after the translations are complete of course.

Using the same mental drug on Jemex may not have the same effect. Jemex is not human for one thing and had no prior experience with the actual drug like Alexandra did. Still, Jemex was expected to obey lest she be punished severely.

Desire shivered as a tendril stroked her neck. She was rewarded as usual, allowing the slave to breathe deeply and enjoy the tingly warmth rushing through her thoughts and spreading through the rest of her body. Fafner appeared to be absorbed in what he was reading so the slave made no moves to stimulate her master. The human woman merely waited until the voice echoed inside her thoughts.

"The... The crew seems to enjoy her, Master," Desire replied, "She seems capable in her role as a translator but I do not know if such skills are required in the future." There was very little for the slave to say about it. It was not her decision of what slaves Fafner decided to accept.

He had considered just that, he was in little need of a translator once this task was complete and he had no interests in keeping the crew entertained. With the ability to control them at his whim he did not have to worry about a mutiny after all and only kept them around because it was handy to do so.

Fafner could not be bothered with tasks such as general maintenance or flying the ship and a medical droid would have replaced the doctor if Fafner did not have such a dislike for such machines. He could see into her mind of course and had found the memory of her being responsible for the capture of two fellow agents.

Money was not a factor for him either since in most cases all that was necessary was controlling someone to give him what he desired or going to one of his hidden caches of wealth.

Jemex is not for the crew but I have not denied them of her use. I have no need for her after this task though if you are interested, Pet, you may earn her freedom if you can find a means of pleasing me.

He wanted sex, he knew that she wanted it too so this was a bonus, a bit of an incentive though he made no move thus far allowing her to take the lead with whatever she decided or decided not to do. He was deliberately not reading her mind after revealing that to allow her to surprise him.