Such possessiveness. Nails scored his mauve flesh. Finding it squishy and rubbery to the touch his accelerated healing covering up any marking or scratches done as a result of this. Still rewarded by the crushing embrace of her body Phoebe found Aegir claiming depths that had eluded others.

Muscles wrapped about him. Contracting in attempts to impede his progress. Each time he felt the spike of that bliss as she felt her own as he hit upon all the right places. Guided by her mind and her own responses he flowed inside her as they danced together. An audience of one watching on.

Nibbles to her tongue. Aegir delighted in those sounds she made as much as he marveled in that body. For a moment he had believed he had lost her.

She wanted his load as badly as he sought to give it to her. Still he managed to hold on a little longer until he received the answer to his inquiry. His tip opening up inside her with that response. A tremble traced down from the tip to base of that impressive shaft. The nod detaching from within him only to join with that hot release that surged within her. With each throb more of his essence flowed within her. That seed infertile, the whole process an evolutionary throwback.

The diminutive nod swam forth amid the release. Latching to the inside of her womb. Utterly harmless. An extension. It being vulnerable to electricity and easily killed if she experienced a shock. Even a taser could do the trick. In the least it would disable the node for a while. In months it would need replacement. Akin to changing batteries an old node would be killed and a new one would replace it.

All this information he (or the node) would impart on her later. For now he was content. The fires of her body incinerating him as she molded around him. Her movements slowing until she ceased altogether.

It is done.

His hands left her breasts. Both settling beneath her as he grasped her shapely ass. Holding her up as he moved closer to the shore. Stopping before leaving the water he began drawing her back up his shaft. The feeling so good, yet a craving to return as soon as he left her empty. Holding her up over his tip he let that cum drizzle out of her smearing his tip along with her inner thighs and the water below.

Once that flow turned to a trickle he lowered her back down. His tip fitting with her soon most of the shaft followed as he eased into her. Though as he worked back into her he began slithering towards the tree. Insects avoiding them as they got out of the way. He must have been repulsing them in someway, perhaps the scent he emitted? He clearly was still highly aroused.

He glanced at a tree, debated taking her against it then dismissed that notion. Instead he turned his attention to devouring a breast. His tongue twirling over her nipple Aegir stopped upon reaching an abandoned cottage. Well the structure seemed abandoned. There was no door and it was dark inside.

Do you wish to try out the node or would you rather wait until morning? He could use many of his abilities through it of course, though it could help tap into her potential too.

Hidden within the heated stream of backed up manspunk came the diminutive node. Phoebe knew nothing but the molten release gushing forth and had been none the wiser as to the extent of his patronage. Asking, if not downright demanding one thing didn’t necessarily lead to another and for the moment there was no capacity for coherent thought as they drifted over the edge together.

Slowing to a halt, the shapely blonde held onto him with staggered breaths lashing across the many limbed creature’s skin. Shudders rolled down her spine when he lifted her up. Every inch of masculinity that ended up extracted served as a reminder of how few had hit that deep, and with such intensity, that the mere absence of that cock restored a feeling of emptiness like no other. Phantom delights shot through her drooling snatch as though aftershocks or a mere memory of him stimulated those trained depths well past the duration of their union.

“Ooohhhh~” Seed spilled though that majestic girth would stretch her out all over again within moments. She moaned to the feverish heat filling her up , his movements causing that incredible mass to stir and grind hard against tingling folds. It was so difficult to think, to focus. As that unique mouth devoured a breast, Phoebe found herself on the brink of swooning. At least it had felt that way to the pleasure drunken concubine.

Insects were avoiding them, but they were hardly the audience Phoebe had registered earlier. Luna? What about her? The woman who used to fuel her motions appeared to have left her vision, and likely couldn’t have been farther from her mind. There was only Aegir and that potent aroma in the air.

Still, any more of this and there’d be no point training today. She’d resisted temptation about as much as he refrained from indulging. Morning seemed so far away, but the same could be said for enduring her embrace without seeing their mutual relief through to the very end.

Her head came up a little when he mentioned the node. What node? Ah, yes. He mentioned that earlier. Hands pawed at him still, absorbing the feel of squishy mauve flesh. Would now be a good time to try it out?

“Mnnh .. I .. I think now’s a good time ..” Considering the odds of winding up in similarly fatigued states, Phoebe opted to try and take advantage of the telepath’s gift in the here and now. What better way to experiment than the cottage near them? She had her qualms about outright trying to damage it, of course, though the pyramid may very well suffice in the long term they were still looking at what one could only count as part of Aegir’s property. Would that really be alright? What’s more, would that not wear her out completely?

Humans and their destructive tendencies. She could just as well do nothing and let him demonstrate his powers through the node. After all, there appeared to be no way to enter the building unless one was determined to break through walls or windows. Would he be able to get them both inside or did he have something else in mind?

“What do you suggest?” The words came to him in his mind, uncertain of how best to try things out for there was a sheer endless stream of possibilities filling her mind just then.

Overjoyed was one word to sum up their union. Even as he carried her towards the cottage that slow pace allowed them to indulge in one another. Her insides churned up, her breast devoured. Eventually he would leave her body. Cherishing that touch he felt her thoughts as they neared the structure.

Aegir cared not if she destroyed it or not. He had abandoned this world long ago. Only using it because it met certain criteria. Not being a bright world and one that rotated rather slowly had been all in his favor as it met his needs and presented Gersham with a world that worked for him.

You're to exhausted for such a spectacle. Hmm ... He moved around the cottage finding an entrance that she could get through. He used his own telekinetic powers to widen the hole in the wall. A door was once her long ago. This place was never meant for him. The dwelling of his high priest that remained close to his pyramid. Aegir remembered a village being close by too. But all these aliens were long since gone.

Once inside the structure he set her down. Overlooking the fact that she was still naked with only that green collar he “forgot” to take her clothes along. The chamber they were in had been devoid of windows. The only lit spilling in from the hole in the wall. The world being dimly illuminated ensured that it was not much and Phoebe was in near complete darkness. At least for a moment. Touching her mind again he changed her perceptions so she could see as well as he did. There was nothing to it. No need to alter her eyesight, he couldn't any way, but it was all the same to created an illusion over what she saw that was more vibrant. That node using his power effortlessly as it monitored what she was perceiving by tapping into her senses and overwriting them with Aegir's ability.

For a long abandoned place things were more tidy then she would have suspected. They were in some sort of church. She could see the pews, the dais and two doors that looked to be in good condition.

Some plants grew up from the floor. Several of the pews were smeared with some sort of moss like material.

I think I have a simple enough test that you may like. I sense nothing harmful here. Wait here. He gave her naked body a once over. Fingers caressed a breast briefly. He drew away from her leaving her to herself for the time being. Even with his absence she could still see well.

If she checked Phoebe would find that both doors were stuck. They didn't look too strong and she could struggle to get one opened. The other was too jammed. It was the one that swung inward she could manage to get open. The other was a bit more challenging singing inward so she couldn't put her shoulder and weight behind it to force it opened.

The air in each room was stale. Both containing the remnants of old furnishings barely recognizable as such due to the plant life that covered them as well as portions of the floor and walls.

In time Aegir would return with her clothes. Telekinetically towing them behind her. They floated towards her as he analyzed the room. Appraising it once again.

This won't do … but since we are here ... He mused. Acquiring her discoveries if any to add to his own. A minor check with his power on the doors swiftly indicated their state. He waited until she had finished dressing. He had already prepared things back in the pyramid. Figuring she'd do better with proper motivation he assigned her a task now that he doubted she could complete. Assessing her ability. He wouldn't waste much time on it. Dismissing her attempt if she failed. And if she succeeded? Well there were other challenges he would simply have to scale up.

As much as he could cheat and use his power through his node making her believe she accomplished matters on her own he refrained in such tampering. The node simply caressing the portions of her mind that went active. Not adding anything to it or enhancing her ability. Rather it was more of a morale boost, cheering her on so to speak. With no input from Aegir the node did little initially. It served to monitor her. Providing her with a link. Being close to mindless at this point it would take time before it acted on it's own. Chances were it wouldn't do much on it's own.

Open that door. At best he figured she might tare portions of it off. With you mind. Don't spend too long on it. I just need to get a feel of your process. The door being bigger than the things she usually manipulated. It being stuck too would be more of a challenge and he observed how she adapted, successful or not to that.

Aegir noted her process. Stopping her after getting more information he was not disappointed if she failed. Impressed if she managed to get that door open before he stopped her. As long as t looked like she was making progress he allowed her to continue until it was clear she had reached her limits.

Now for something a bit more entertaining. Come. He lead her back to the pyramid. Down a familiar hall to a room she was acquainted with. Though now see could see much better thanks to the illusion that assisted her in piercing the gloom.

A bed. All manner of toys on shelves. Both of which didn't capture as much attention as the chained up agent. Luna could hear them. At the center of a ring of light she couldn't see them but looked in the direction of sound she heard. She was adorned in casual clothes. Khaki shorts, a dark t-shirt and hiking boots.

Now I want you to stay outside the light. That and use that gift of yours again. Use your imagination. He gestured to the walls of toys. She could work on those clothes too. Aegir did not stop her from her task Nor did he tell her what to do. Again he processed he methods. Depending on what she attempted things would be easier. Breaking or unlocking those chains would be tougher but most of the objects she could manipulate to some degree or another. Just how much control di8d she have was another matter.

“Ah .. ha .. Can’t be helped ..” Humans still had their limits. Phoebe had been played with for a good while now with little rest between admirers showering her with affection. Challenges would have to wait for another time or be offered with reasonable certainty they were not going to be completed successfully.

The absence of clothing did not bother her as much as the absence of that gargantuan spire the moment it abandoned the comforting embrace of that chalice. Yet his absence promoted a shallow level of coherent thought on the brink of exhaustion, if not swooning, which allowed her to take things in around them without utterly breaking beneath the levels of erotic tension he’d forced upon her throughout their most recent unions.

What used to be nothing but a cottage turned out to have a fairly profound meaning to it. She could only guess without asking questions, but it was as much a place of worship as any quaint church out there. While in some degree of disarray, appearing abandoned, was it truly without purpose? Were there any marks of what used to be worshipped here? Aegir likely knew more than he let on though for the moment Phoebe merely bore witness to what likely hadn’t seen a living visitor in many years.

Told to stay put, Phoebe did just that. Staying put, of course, did not spare adjacent rooms from exploration provided the doors were going to give without her body and mind destroying them. She never asked whether he cared though in her mind everything here belonged to him. Breaking anything would be a horrible affront to her savior and, to a certain degree, her mentor.

When he returned, he’d find both doors open. Not much could be gleaned from them though. There was little to see and even less to derive from these discoveries in such a brief amount of time. Luna may have had more luck with that.

No need to make a show of getting dressed that time. She couldn’t go another round. Not yet anyway. When escorted back to the pyramid, Phoebe merely followed as any diligent student would, keen on experiencing the first training session and the node that came with it.

As for the door he tasked her to open? Where did lit lead? Did it matter? “Phew .. Just my mind then .. Got it.” Her process revolved around reaching out with her mind. No matter how often it came to her, it was a strange sensation nevertheless. Like sticking out a hand that wasn’t there. Letting mental fingertips flow over distant objects, feeling them up for a bit, establishing whether or not she could grasp them at all. Since the door wouldn’t budge, her “touch” danced across the surface to try and ascertain what was causing the issue. She’d tighten her grip in the corresponding areas, attempting to squeeze the obstructing portions in order to push or pull the thing open with sufficient force.

The final results were far from graceful. Minute adjustments only managed to get her so far. They didn’t help the fact Phoebe ended up tearing small sections off the door. An object that big, putting up as much of a “struggle” as it was, proved just a bit too much for her to handle. That, or her temper encouraged slightly greater force than was actually necessary. Either way, Aegir got information out of it, although he was now fractions of a door short on the furniture that used to be here. She was apologetic about it all the same, worried about causing as much as a minor scratch to any of his favored possessions.

What they came across down the hall that opened up before them, however, had her breath catch in her throat. There was no arguing the excitement behind what they ended up facing. She had no idea that would be part of their training, of course.

“Are you sure about this? You did ask her before putting her there .. didn’t you?” The words echoed in his mind to keep everything but their movements from being heard at any given time. Would Luna agree to be the center of attention like that? Nothing but a beautiful specimen to train on? It would be but a small price to pay for the privilege that was exploring the pyramid and surrounding areas at her leisure. Surely not one living thing outside of Aegir, Gersham and the native wildlife roamed these premises in what may very well be centuries. The tax for taking advantage of the opportunity at hand might’ve been just as pleasurable as expanding her knowledge on ancient cultures in the here and now.

“Well .. It can’t hurt to be a little creative .. She won’t complain by the end of it.” Aegir mentioned using her imagination. In spite of enduring exertion at his hands, there were few unrelated things that could be done with their array of toys and the chained up agent. What sounds they made paled compared to the hidden objects slowly drifting towards the central ring of light in which their prey awaited her fate.

As one would flex a muscle, Phoebe tapped into the limits of what was already there. Simple minded brutes would have attempted to break the chains, but the curious blonde felt them up with her mind, mapping out the inner workings of such a mechanism to try and unlock one of them. Not both. She meant to have Luna liberate one of her wrists, but not the other. All part of the game. Visible strain etched into her features and that fatigued form, but somehow, the petite temptress managed to undo the clasp that’s been keeping Luna’s right wrist hostage.

Not that it would do her any good. She could use that free hand to fend off what’s to come or work on freeing herself, but more of Phoebe’s attention came crashing down on her in little to no time.

First came the blindfold. It snuck up on her from behind, then claimed her vision to an audible “click” as it was no mere cloth, but maintained by a lock as well, rendering her hand more than worthless when it came to unlocking the first device. Another emerged from the darkness then, a collar made from a selection available to the former agent. Similar to his choice of green hues affixed to Phoebe’s neck, she had to depend on Aegir’s supplies to provide one of suitable color to compliment the gorgeous diva at their hands rather than choose a standard black leather. As one surprise joined another, a crimson ball gag flanked the busy damsel in distress to take her voice away for the time being.

Invisible touches also pulled down her shirt to allow for vibrating eggs to be inserted there. If there were buttons in place, they’d pop open at the blonde’s leisure, one at a time as she worked her way down to uncover more of their majestic prize. Her mental prowess would run both capsules over covered nipples, encircling them for a short while before pressing them up against their luscious targets, letting their incessant vibrations ripple thorough Luna’s chest as a form of irresistible adoration.

Shorts found their buttons undone and the zipper pulled down low. Laces practically tore away from her boots at the pace they were undone. Strip away that which obstructs my undivided attention, that’s what Phoebe thought. She never meant to damage anything, but preoccupied with other toys and portions of that alluring body left her thinking due care was of less importance at the time.

All the while, Aegir’s cheerleading node encouraged her to do more, to do better. In time, powerful psychic forces would lift the woman’s thighs long enough to remove those boots from their object of desire. Feathers would rise from the shelves to be administered to the bare soles of Luna’s feet in gentle albeit eternal tickle terror, adding an element of playful torment to the scene at hand.

All remaining clothing stayed in place, but one hitachi magic wand gradually bulged against and worked its way into her shorts. While turned off, the intent became clear as phantom touches from Phoebe’s mind rolled over her sex, clit and the sensitive passage between her rear cheeks, peppering the agent with attention from all sides.

Sweat graced the blonde’s brow. She ended up swaying on her feet. The challenge became greater with that many pieces involved, almost insurmountable even, but for the moment Phoebe held on firmly, dedicating the remainder of her strength to building up her companion’s thrill. Aegir knew that kind of focus wouldn’t endure for long in her current state. It was her first time testing the limits of her abilities to this degree. Still, progress was progress, and if one was about to run out of energy anyway, might as well make the most of it by turning things up to eleven.

Phoebe discovered that the cottage was far more than it appeared. The place was larger than it looked from the outside. Granted she only approached it from one angel. It was longer than it was wide she found. Opening into a place of worship though she was unable to find anything that pointed toward the object of worship. The pews indicating what this place was for even if there were no pulpit. The two rooms at the rear of the room lead into separate areas. Equally as dark.

Both opened up to staircases. They had not descended down far though the lack of lighting would have provided a challenge had it not been for her enhanced senses. The lack of illumination did not impair her at all. Both staircases descended into different parts of this building.

It occurred to her that most of the structure was beneath the ground and far larger than on it's surface. The first staircase lead into a large area that must have been for dining. What little that remained had been stone tables and benches that had been reclaimed by fungi. The other room may have something to do with worship. Oddly a green pedestal topped by a triangular depress resided near the back of the room. The pedestal was some sort of green stone she was unfamiliar with though it was devoid of any plants or fungi. She might have concluded that it was cleaned off if not for all the other plants growing through the floor that had been undisturbed for years at least.

There simply wasn't much here. Though she did discover another door in what might have been that mess hall. If she checked that one those stairs lead up to another set of doors that presumably lead out of the place. Though not locked they eluded her in getting opened. Something on the other side impeded them from opening. They must have concealed by an object or something now covered them from a storm. A branch? A tree? Even a rock.

Aegir watched her dress. Missing that softness that clung around him. All too aware that proceeding further could have left them both exhausted. Once she had been wrap in that lovely packaging he lead her back to the pyramid. Letting her test out her powers. Drawing his own conclusions. Points were in her favor for not just using brute force but tackling the matter in other ways. Exploring her options, feeling out the material. Pushing, pulling, she hadn't closed her mind off to a single option though the door was damaged in the process he waved it off. Aegir hardly cared. If he wanted to he could have had it repaired. As it was this was the first time he had been back here since she was born plus a few decades. Naturally before hand he had Gersham check the place out to see how viable it was since his memories were out of date.

Just about everything of importance had already been removed from this place. In fact he had to bring a few things along.

Do not worry about damages. Not unless you intend to use this locale as a base as well as the last. He did not care if she had. Though he would have to give her the location of the planet. It was pretty remote so he doubted that she would want to go out of the way. Unless she was hiding out from someone, or something. He wondered if Fafner had a bounty to reclaim her. He probably did if only to make an example out of her for escaping but he surmised that recovering a slave just wasn't worth it. It would be too costly.

The only thing that made it a possibility in his mind was the Voren. They being hunters might have resolved to hunt Phoebe. Even so Aegir figured that his son had a mere clan under his control. The matter was moot. With that node in place he was sure he would be alerted. Fucking with Fafner was so much fun!

He felt Phoebe's surprise and excitement. A silent question received a blank look in response. Maybe it was the lack of irises.

Of course. She was all to happy to help assist you. He might have left out all the little details but Luna was smart enough to draw her own conclusions once she was chained up. He turned his focus back to Luna. Sensing through his node just what Phoebe was attempting. He followed along as she worked out those chains and manacles. One popping free. Luna, surprised by this, glanced about. In a few seconds she had a tool out from her back pocket.

Of course. Luna always had some such toy on her. Though this time she was thwarted by a simple mechanical lock. If it were electronic there would have been little doubt that she could have freed herself in little time. That was if either allowed her this. It would be so easy to get rid of that tool with his telekinesis if she had any chance of getting free. Just as easily he could attack her mind getting her to forget the tool, drop it or even put a block on her ability to use it if necessary. There was no danger of her using it as a weapon either. Her reaction to free herself must have been triggered from him since he left out a lot of details. Oh, well, next time he'd be clearer on what was expected.

The tool dropped to the ground with a clatter. A yelp of surprise as Luna's eyesight was stolen. A storm of toys swirling around the agent as she was collared. There hadn't been any green material but there was red, orange and yellow as far as unusual colors went. Most were black.

Luna tried to remove the blindfold. Finding that she couldn't. Her mouth taken with that gag as she was about to cry out or say something. Muffling the following cries as her breasts were soon attacked.

Aegir watched on as she worked. Stripping Luna in places, attacking her with the toys in others. Luna's cries were muffled. Her body visibly responding to her unseen attacker. Vibrations arousing her, her clit and nipples stiffen as juices are generated within her.

A hand goes around her shoulders as Aegir draws her into his side. Sensing her exhaustion he hardly believed she attempt so much at once. He had expected the manipulation of an object or two. Maybe a taring at those clothes. Perhaps the node was offering a placebo effect. Convincing her she could do more. Such talent had been locked inside her all along. Of course it helped when things were far more interesting than a door. A door could creek and groan as it was strained by hardly as enjoyable as that of a woman.

Phoebe felt some of her exertion easing. In a mere instant that node relayed to Aegir what Phoebe was doing and he relaid to it just what he took control of. Coordinating efforts in a blink of an eye Aegir freed her up to take on one or two things at a time. Allowing her to shift her focus as she willed. Taking over this and that for her. That node telling him what she was going to focus on so the two could work in tandem without the need to communicate with one another.

Slow down. Focus on one or two things. You'll have to build up to multiple objects least you burn yourself out too soon. Besides. If you exhaust yourself too quickly you'll force poor little Luna to suffer while she waits for you to continue.

You could overwhelm her with one sudden attack I suppose. It depends on how much practice you can endure today.

Was there much point in establishing another base here? As compelling as it was to explore, though perhaps not to the same degree as Luna might have done it, the stars were more of a home than any of them. Piloting, the freedom of not being tied to one place or another, pursuing answers as to the stones and their whereabouts, none of that could be done on this strange alien world. Assuming Aegir frequented the place, staying around might’ve been worth it in the long run. Otherwise, Phoebe and the others were almost always on the move, doing what they do best.

Not that any of that included Luna whose place remained with the ADD, but until they had to part ways for real, Phoeve left nothing untouched to try and make their every encounter more memorable than the last. Without a shortage of tools and the fledgling node trying hard to keep up with such fervor, their bound captive had quite the workout ahead of her.

Luna even received her every own accessory. Opting for a collar that matched the brunette’s hair, the gemstone at the front matched the alluring blue contacts she used to wear. For all those considerations the blindfolded beauty wasn’t allowed to see, Phoebe put her through the wringer to make up for denying her such sights. However, Aegir realized there was only so much the woman who went through much worse with Gersham and his own humble self could endure before collapsing.

Sharing unbearable passions with the mauve telepath had drained much of what energy remained inside the daring blonde. To insist on peppering Luna with a volley of attention regardless spoke volumes about her ambitions. She meant to do what could be done with as little power as she had at the time. What came of it remained to be seen. As he helped her out with one thing or another, the lovely agent certainly had her work cut out for her, but the same could be said for Aegir as he came to know what Phoebe had in store once he stripped a fair bit of work from her hands.

“Are you worried I won’t last much longer?” She whispered into his mind, words coupled with a glance of half lidded thrills given mortal form as the flat of her palm moved to settle Aegir’s frame. Time well spent between them left both aching for more. Something to lament, no doubt, as no matter where or what he focused on, the fact remained that Phoebe wouldn’t endure to the point of burning through every ounce of desire flowing through his system. Few could tend to him until the end, and Gersham had his hand in ensuring he’d not have his full of one seductive blonde that day.

That’s not to say those digits didn’t know what they were doing as they swept across his torso, for to hold and relish one such powerful psychic compared to the excitement that was their tied up prey. With but a smirk, that hand drifted lower, teasing him all the while. “When you really want to know what a ship can do, you take it on a joyride and don’t just blindly stick to the manufacturer’s recommendations.”

Soon, the familiar embrace of knowing fingertips trailed upon the curve of his member. “You know .. Out there, I’m not always going to be free to do as I please. There’s usually no time to think, just act. Anything else will be a luxury to women like me .. So .. Stress testing your node right away seemed as good an idea as any. How would I do that .. and more .. if I only ever focus on one or two things?”

Aegir coordinated efforts with the node whereas Phoebe went for him and Luna at the same time. Sealing a hand around that mighty spire while another run up and down his sides, the young woman pressed to him with all due deliberation. So strong. So powerful. Irresistible, even. Yet what lingered between them knew the blessings of that wondrous touch, be it physical or telepathic, hitting him everywhere at once. “While all of this is part of my training .. Am I focusing on the wrong things, I wonder?” Subtle caresses traced the hot, throbbing vein of need running along the central shaft, priming him for more than mere tutoring.

“Her release is your release,” Phoebe finally purred with as much boldness and sensuality, challenging him to endure in ways similar to her own wavering strength. “If poor Luna suffers while waiting for me to continue .. So will you ..”

The more he took over, the more he could experience, and Phoebe wasn’t one whose words rang hollow. Well, there was that, and the distraction of her bodily affection which prompted two vibrating eggs to be brought ever closer to the unusual couple. Without breaking eye contact, that provocative temptress gradually lowered herself to the level of his manhood. Whether alright for him or not, her turning things around was different compared to the usual treatment. They remained in the shadows as instructed, but while Luna had her fill, teetering on the edge of erotic torture and orgasmic high, those vicious lips attempted to smother all doubt about that being a bad thing as they kissed along the underside of his cock, infusing it with familiar sparks of excitement. In the meantime, those two vibrating capsules moved to join her, rubbing playfully against the crowns of his smaller members.

What she controlled in and around Luna mimicked these intriguing ministrations. The press of a toy against him trapped the woman’s nipples beneath vibrators as much as Aegir being devoured turned that molten clitoris into an all you can eat buffet for equally vicious tools to drown in a flurry of teasing rubs and relentless vibrations. There was an answer to everything as she worked them both over at the same time, much to the detriment of her own crumbling consciousness and willpower.

Now that was something interesting that Aegir picked up on. This world had little to no infrastructure now that the sentient natives were extinct. He hadn't done more than check upon the immediate area though and there was no telling if anything had changed. There could be a colony on the other side of the planet now. Something that was a near zero possibility but he could not rule it out entirely.

Even so the world was easy for him to get to and through Gersham Phoebe would be able to get here easily enough. Not that piloting would be difficult it was just out of the way. More of a waste of time given how fast the alternative was. Using the place as a meeting point had some appeal. And with the node such interests could be relayed with ease. That was something to keep in mind for later. Right now he didn't intrude on Phoebe's display of skill.

For the most part he remained silent as he observed her limits and just what she was doing.

Phoebe seemed to want to use up the little energy she had left in one big burst rather than prolong one or two things for longer. Prompted to assist he turned his gaze away from the blind folded agent to regard Phoebe at his side.

I think Luna would be more worried about that. But I wouldn't mind tiring you out if that is what you are up for. A tentacle coiled around her thigh. Creeping up her leg. Higher and higher he rose and retracted that touch. The very tip of that tentacle eventually vanishing beneath her attire only to brush along her slit nice and slow. It stretches after a few strokes the tentacle still brushing over her slit as the tip rubs her clit just as slowly.

He was no pilot though he followed what she said. From all the literature he read, all the minds he absorbed knowledge from. Aegir had a working concept of test pilots pushing the limits with ships. There was no mistaking his arousal. Phoebe could smell it. Even prior to her hands working over him. Her closeness. Part of him contemplated her words, part had been focused on her rather than what was going on with the bound and gagged agent.

Should he let her exhaust herself? Should he assist even more to push Luna closer to her release? Given those words it was clear that Phoebe was going to attempt taking them both on at the same time.

His teasing tentacle slid away from her sex. Stroking down her leg so as not to mess so much with her focus and concentration. Phoebe lowered herself, luscious hot lips keenly felt on that stiff member. He had to gather enough restraint to let her continue rather than putting her through a stress test of his own.

As she worked he heard Luna gasping around the ball gag. His focus had shifted to a point he was hardly paying attention.

Very well. You make a good point about testing out the node. He figured if she lagged he could simply pick things up telekinetically with Luna. He doubted she would pass out from her efforts though that was a possibility he couldn't entirely rule out. It was possible if she pushed herself too much. Something told him that she would back of just shy of that happening in order to keep to her administrations. But that was something else that was up in the air. Displaying newfound talents might have meant more. Both options were meant to impress him in different ways though he wasn't entirely sure which one meant more to her.

Time would answer that question. He set a hand atop her head. Letting her work at her own pace. The other stretching down with ease given his elastic nature. Skimming over her side. A tentacle brushing over that ample rear while others danced over her thighs. He didn't do much more than the casual touch refraining from distracting her too much.

A bubbling gurgle met her enthusiasm. If the scent wasn't enough to know just how aroused he was that equivalent to a groan of pleasure touched her ears. Excellent work. Was he commenting on her skill? Her telekinesis? Both?

All praise had value. She didn’t dwell on whether her companion appreciated her efforts in the realm of telekinesis more or what her hands, lips and other things were doing to him right then and there. All that mattered was that he had relished this enough to voice approval in one way or another.

To have lowered herself to that monstrous member became another reminder of how small she truly was. With or without the node, blessed by powers few other humans possessed, staring up at the creature’s cock and past the throbbing behemoth at the Master that yielded such an addicting yet dangerous weapon filled her with a sense of rightful subservience. She was no Ryu, but the feisty pilot had a thing for stronger specimens in much the same way. They still had different limits to push, but neither had disappointed him thus far when it came to experiencing the full brunt of their attention.

Unfortunately for Luna, the agent had a head start as far as receiving pleasure and having it swell up into something greater had been concerned. Aegir wouldn’t be tormented with the same rush of orgasmic glee only to be denied, but he had to endure the blonde’s ministrations until they were on equal levels of arousal before being drawn ever closer to the high they would share in due time.

Searing hot lips devoured what they could. Amidst molten delights of that tightening embrace and daring flicks of her tongue hidden from view, there was more than one talent at work when every bit of dedication flowing through his loins meant to prime him for release and that much more. She held the gaze that lingered on herself, always claiming more and more, attempting to impress in more ways than one by cramming that gargantuan spire deeper into her tingling mouth and throat.

Aegir would find her mind flare with approval beneath his every touch. Wanton flesh twitched and trembled. For every bob of her head, her curves ground into questing tendrils with a dance of their own. Phoebe looked up with unrivaled fervor, a hand on her head as though she were but a lover or pet although she was anything but. His groans spurred her on, acting as an aphrodisiac of their own to do better, to work harder on his ever indomitable form.

Could Luna hear her stifled moans and whimpers? The recurring sound of vibrating eggs smothering the tips of his smaller cocks? Was there even a point in listening when her own body ended up swarmed with attention from all sides? Toys had emerged from the darkness, working the bound agent over without stopping.

Yet when the time came to bring them both to that blessed release, Phoebe clearly approached her limits, even with the node to help her out. She fought mental strain and fatigue. Never having pushed herself that far before caused her nose to bleed, but in the union of their minds Aegir would find himself asked not to intervene. Their bodies were close, boiling with pent up need, and Phoebe had every intention of finishing her work for it would’ve hurt her pride more to be stopped than to prove her worth once more.

Luna’s accessories were becoming more restless. Those head movements confronted Aegir with that divine suction at an ever quickening pace. All the distractions in the world couldn’t take away from the fact they were all about to succumb to rapture in their own unique ways.

“Mmmphh!!!” The rattling of chains could be heard above the buzzing and swirling sounds emanating from Luna's direction. She writhed in blessed agony as the toys continued their assault heedless that her two visitors had been otherwise occupied.

Whether it had been her time enslaved or from a period before that point hardly mattered to the cephloapod. He had no intent on changing her devotion. The pride she possessed in her work was outstanding. Needing little more than the encouragement of a simple word or two or his touch Phoebe wriggled into those tentacles.

She was rewarded for her efforts. His gaze never wandering from her own as she worked. Though peering into those eyes wouldn't give her much of a read those mouth tendrils were agitated. Swaying this way and that. Those popping sounds continued and it was clear he was pleased. His touch became firmer as he rubbed and caressed her yet he had not elevated beyond that point in order to keep her on track.

At the time he would have dismissed her efforts to continue with her telekinesis. He sensed it was important to her so he did his best in refraining from experiencing more of her.

Excellent. Keep going.

Those pheromones soon hit a high. While affecting humans it did indicate that he was most pleased. He would be so pitiful at bluffing in the regards of pleasure. Then again what prevented him from cheating and altering her senses if he realized he had such an evident tell?

Phoebe's efforts caused that sizable member to swell. She felt the throb within. Maybe from the smaller ones too though the majority of her focus rested with the larger one. His grip tightened on her head and for a moment she thought he was going to force her to take more. But just as quickly as it came that increased touch lessened.

With her nose bleed he still hadn't intervened. Still he held back. Luna's cry cut out across the chamber followed by the clattering of sex toys as they fell all about her. As if that was his cue Phoebe was rewarded by a deposit of cum. One load after another firing forth as the smaller cocks spat a torrent of release on her breasts.

He must have delivered three or four mouthfuls of his seed. The only thing that prevented his tentacles from swarming in now was her stamina and energy levels. No doubt that took a lot out of her mentally. Instead he helped her up to her feet when she was ready. Tentacles lazily rubbing that cum over her tits. Her chest glistening from his seed.

Luna was panting and twitching in the afterglow of her release. So strong. That crescendo building up all the while. She was aware she wasn't alone but had been focused on her recovery more than anything else. She still could not see them but could hear their movements and the sounds that they made even if they weren't speaking. She might have assumed it was Gersham out there with Phoebe. She was accustomed to those moans after all. Of course that depended on how Aegir gathered her here in the first place.

Looks as if I'll have to clean you up again. Then again she needs to be cleaned up too. Perhaps I should let you take care of that. Unless of course you're planning on getting a little more dirty.

Ancient eyes fell upon the dedicated blonde. What they had witnessed, few could hope to experience the same way. Vast intellectual capacity lingered beyond their milky white depths. Unfathomable. Unattainable. Yet for all the centuries put behind him, for every fine specimen savored to the last, the flesh couldn’t deny what he faced now ranked among the most memorable pleasures. Bubbling groans echoed while his touch became firmer then relaxed once more. Was he on the brink of losing composure, or had he merely considered this attention maddening enough for him to desire to be cut short?

Phoebe inhaled deeply when that familiar throbbing sensation rippled throughout her throat. Soaking in the beguiling musk one final time, lips spread further in an attempt to take in more of him right then and there. She could not take another breath as the swollen spire teased the entrance to her throat, then ended up forced just barely into the crushing tightness there. Swallowing hard around the bulging mass of muscle, there was no denial more intense than the brief stretch of time in which altered cells confined him to their mercy, only to open up for him to unleash that pent up need directly into her waiting maw.

“Mph!” Smoldering liquid heat blew across tingling bundles of nerves. She drank eagerly, audibly even, eyelids fluttering to the point of closing in order to absorb the thrill of the moment to the fullest. There was so much, teasing her modified body with each and every drop. The benefit of never having had a meal since waking up showed in how much room that thick, creamy delight could hope to occupy.

So hot. So good. She held herself in place for each needy eruption, quietly asking for nothing more but that he wouldn’t let her rise until he’d deposited every last drop. But, perhaps he was not the type to treat her like that just yet, despite being quite aware of the thoughts on her mind.

Gods, that monster came ever more, pumping intoxicating juices almost directly into her stomach. She couldn’t handle everything. Not due to a lack of room, but lack of focus as excess seed spilled from otherwise stuffed lips to join heady manspunk splashing across those tits. Glistening thighs twitched well beneath the heaving mounds, revealing her to be quite the mess herself. Simply letting the virile behemoth slip from her lips turned her into a moaning, quivering slut. The shame of it. She nearly came from sucking him off. What would Luna think? For better or for worse, they could not be seen by the recovering agent.

“Fwah .. Ah .. hah ..” When he extracted himself fully, Phoebe presented him a mouthful of cum. Salvaging that which had not been running down the curves of her body, the young woman took her time and pride in devouring it for his viewing pleasure.

She had enough trouble kneeling, or rather squatting, as things were. Standing upright couldn’t be done without his help. What mental hold Phoebe once had over the toys in play eventually subsided, causing the arrangement to clatter to the ground.

There wasn’t much more to be said about what he faced now. From determined cocksucker to cum covered vixen, Phoebe oozed with desire. Strong, virile seed not merely painted, but marked her with his essence. The heavy stench of sex filled her lungs with every breath, practically making her lightheaded from the telepath’s stimulating odors on top of the feel of belonging this addicting cascade brought upon her crumbling psyche. She could hardly get enough despite the fact they were merely playing into their roles from the start, no matter how one or the other wished for them to become reality.

Fingertips still cradled that massive cock. While her breaths danced upon the taller man’s chest, the heat of her touch knew only what ended up trapped between their bodies yet again, drawing attention to the obvious. “Would you really want me to stop right here, right now? Something tells me you’d rather keep going ..”

She purred the words with a faint, weary smile, individual digits stealing from the base of his central spire all the way to the tip where they teased his majestic crown, going so far as to rub directly across the cum oozing slit. Whether he wished to leave Luna alone or get her involved in what's likely to be the final round before some downtime became inevitable, now that would be left up to him as her touch threatened to stir him all over again. “How cruel .. You did it again .. I can’t train like this .. Not when you’re still not satisfied.”

It took her effort to stuff him deep within her throat. A task made easier due to her experience, technique and his boneless nature. Able to condense himself to such a degree he could pass through the smallest of holes. His own psionics giving him shape and the illusion of having a skeletal structure. Her lips had to fight against his will.

Normally he would be a mass on the floor. Though usually he was in the depths were the water assisted in keeping more of his shape. Aegir did not collapse entirely. He was more like a sponge that compressed a bit since he had little control in maintaining himself while collapsing just a part of himself for all but the shortest of time. It was something he had never really experimented with.

He was delighted with her remarkable efforts. Even if she was unable to swallow all of him down he painted the last of his release on those tits. Tits he played with shortly there after. Tentacles assisted in keeping her upright as his hands roamed over her form.

Shame? He lifted her chin up so he could peer into those eyes. Recording her diminutive form in all it's glory. He felt her need, that state she was in. Nearly coming undone with the mere act of sucking him off. Either she was that into it or her alterations and training transformed her. He was willing to bet it was a bit of both.

He felt her pleasure as well as his own. It was perhaps the only drawback to being a telepath. While he could be cruel at times it was something he preferred not to indulge in much since he often felt those same sensations of pain. Of course he could tolerate more than a human so eve at his worst he could endure it.

There is no need to feel shame. Especially when you are so committed. It had not escaped his attention that her touch remained. That those fingers played with that spire of meat while keeping it trapped beneath their bodies.

Would I wish for you to cease? He pretended to give it some thought. Hands and tentacles roaming over her as he thought. Then suddenly he scooped her up in his arms. Cleaning could wait for now. Perhaps he should do something about her status long term. For now that could wait. Telekinetically he lowered her clothes to the ground as he slithered toward the light while carrying her.

He had to transverse the sea of sex toys along the way but that took little effort despite his eyes remaining transfixed on the pilot. Who says that's the training I intended for you? Perhaps I'm evaluating your other skills in order to get a better baseline.

He heard Luna gasp. Felt her confusion but ignored her for the time being other than sending her a mild compulsion to still her tongue and remain relaxed. His focus was on Phoebe. Laying her down on the bed so her head was at the foot of it. Luna close by once he moved the bed Telekinetically after slithering up on it. Hands trickling down her body coming to rest on her knees. Parting them a tentacle traced over her clit. Another rubbed against that wet slit finding her more than ready. There was no need to prolong her need. Hands moved up engulfing those breasts and giving them a little squeeze.

Another tentacle traced over the illusion of that collar as the tentacle rubbing her slit retreated. Making space as he moved up her body. His tip making contact with the heat of her body. Small nudges against her as he “knocked” against her. Tentacles looped around her ankles drawing her lower body up higher so he could get easy access to her ass.

The tentacle that had previously been rubbing against her slit displayed why. Using her own lubrication in addition to his usual slickness he played with her anus rolling small circles against it. Using a bit more force he began to press inside those folds. Greeted by that luscious heat and tightness.

You certainly need no training here. He had only allowed her to tease his trapped body briefly before flipping the tables on her. Using his strength and flexibility if necessary to take control. Now giving her what she wanted. What she needed. Pressing more of himself inside her with each little thrust. Before long that tentacle joined in as he filled her back there at the same time. Her mouth he left vacant for the moment. Aegir always had a vulnerability to sound, particularly music. And while it affected him less these days he still wanted to hear her sing ...

Unusual lovers felt each other up until he came to a conclusion. Cleaning could certainly wait for now. The sudden nature of his advances told her they shared that particular thought without uttering a word. She loved the decisiveness with which he took charge. She even squirmed a little, if only to fuel the desire to have his way with her. Strength came in many forms. He may not have been the most physically imposing creature compared to others, but to her, there was nothing more alluring than a more formidable partner. In terms of psychic prowess, no one compared to the mauve womanizer.

Luna had no choice but to play along for the time being. Phoebe took the spotlight though his actions, his demeanor, the unquestionable control he held over the situation left her in the one state either of them may have deemed most desirable.

Speechless.

She ended up back first on that bed. Were they going to ruin that, too? Seduction radiated from half lidded eyes roaming across his glory right then and there. Tentacles spread meaty, milky thighs for better access whereas comparably puny hands pawed at the sheets, bracing for the exhilarating experience that was yet to come.

Would he know of the chills rolling down her spine? Would he know the pace at which her heart pounded inside her chest? Spilled seed squished beneath the hands molding petite breasts to their liking. He could feel it then, even the absence of breath when he aligned himself with the smoldering core of her being. Phoebe was holding her breath like some highschooler about to have their first intimate encounter.

For the moment, the young blonde had eyes for no one but Aegir, the hulking Adonis having climbed on top of her to claim every angle of her vision. Ancient deity or not, that lumbering behemoth did everything it could to make her feel small, insignificant, worthy of being reigned over by the molten mass of man meat teasing her netherlips apart. She couldn’t get enough of him, enough of that thrilling visual, enough of that obscenely large cock. Another appendage ensured the girl knew he meant to fill all of her at once. What an existence it would be beneath his rule. If only that collar were-

“A-Ahhhn .. Hah .. Gawd!~” Aegir cut those thoughts short when her actual bedroom voice surfaced for once. Sublime tension bled over into heated fulfillment with that initial thrust. Where he encountered the same crushing tightness he’d known for a while now, that stunning friction intertwining with lava like heat and ever enticing nectar flowing around him, his lover faced similarly maddening stimuli. Eyes fluttered to the supreme wealth of warmth spreading through her lower belly when it was forced to expand little by little in order to accommodate the throbbing behemoth with which he’d conquered her on more than one occasion.

“S-So much .. So big .. So- F-Fffuuckk~” Fingers dug into the sheets. Toes curled whilst thighs twitched and spasmed in his grasp. Head lolling from side to side, Phoebe offered up more of that divine singing voice. She called for him with every gasp, every moan and high pitched whimper breaching parted lips for his own auditory delight.

Twin members pressed into her as if to enhance the symphony he was hearing then. Altering tune and pitch, as well as the sheer intensity of it all when they surged back and forth, dragging across that narrow wall of tissue separating them, did wonders for Phoebe’s performance and her audience. It started off strong to begin with, what with her being close to the end well before the climax.

Just how long could the song last before he ended up escalating the crescendo that’d mark the exhaustion of her energy reserves? She only had that much to give as they were striding down the finish line, making the bound agent listen to the spectacle’s glorious conclusion every step of the way.