She shuddered as she tried to focus, her body still wracked with pleasure. Her mind didn’t exactly clear, but she did hear her mistress issuing commands at least and was able to respond. “Yuh… yes mistress.” She obeyed, eagerly lapping at the gorgonian’s utterly coated cock, cleaning the cum from it fairly quickly and seeming to enjoy the task enough, or she was just in a submissive state of mind and wanted to please her mistress.

Apparently she wished to please her greatly, as the agent even got on the floor after a moment’s pause and lapped at the seed that had spilled from her cunt. This… took a while, and she began to get tired long before it was done, though she continued. By the time the floors were once again spotless, Kenzie looked a little uneasy, having come back to her senses a little and realized what she was doing… though she wasn’t in a position to upset Vespira.

She looked over at Zima and remembered that she had a job to do… she had to get that woman to freedom… she had to get HERSELF free, she reminded herself… and argued. Part of her loved the way Vespira had treated her, and the rest of her hated that part that loved it. She’d get out somehow, she made herself promise.