Unfortunately, RLS-90 had predicted that she would dodge away from the robots he'd sent in. The tentacles on that side of the room were already emerging from the walls, floor and even ceiling. They attempted to wrap around her arms and legs, knock her weapons out of her hands, and hold her fast before she could warp any more.

From the ceiling another pair of tentacles emerged, these two with manacles at the ends instead of claws. The cuffs clapped around Rose's unmoving wrists and locked down tight with a click. The rest of the tentacles around her arms retracted, although a pair remained to try again to pull the daggers from her grip.

"Mindless, hmm?" From behind the robots came RLS, sneering at her with his skull-shaped face. "My ship has managed to corner you and lead you into capture. If anyone here is mindless, it's the intruder who thought she could easily enter my abode." His gaze lowers to Rose's ass, which he eyes appreciatively. "Your name, girl."

As Rose spoke, RLS walked toward her across the restraint chamber, watching her and showing no sign of emotion. After she'd finished taunting him he paused. And without warning his metallic hand lashed out to slap her ass. "Do not speak of what you do not comprehend, girl."

RLS turned around, raising a finger, and another pair of manacled tentacles came out to capture her ankles. "So, Rose, is it. Well, since you were kind enough to answer my question, I shall answer yours. I go by RLS. You are currently a stowaway on my ship, the RLS-90, which is currently floating in space far from any planet you will have heard of."

The tentacles on Rose's limbs lifted her a couple of inches off the ground, turning her to face RLS. "You are alone on my ship far from anyone who can help you- unless you were bright enough to signal for backup, which I doubt. It is in your interest to cooperate. Why are you here?"

"Really?" RLS looked almost amused. "To say that while you are being held spreadeagled in front of me... I'm impressed that you still think you'll ever get that chance. No, girl, at the moment you are at my mercy."

The robot before her reaches out and hooks his fingers into the bottom of her chest plate. With a quick yank he snaps her armor off of her and hands it to one of the Model 09s next to him. "You were correct in one respect. I do indeed get many more girls in this form." He also removes the greaves that cover her lower legs, but he leaves her the pauldrons on her shoulders. "Perhaps later I'll show you why. In the meantime, I will allow a few of my men to attend to you."

RLS turns and walks out of the chamber, followed by most of his robots. Five of them remain, however, and after the door shuts behind RLS those five walk toward the suspended Rose, the plates over their crotches opening to reveal large metallic cocks.

Her screams, curses and cries all failed to touch the robots around her. They continued toward her as if they couldn't hear a word of it. One on each side grabbed her arms and held them straight out, allowing the manacles on her wrists to release her. The one directly in front of her tore away the strap that went across her chest, allowing her ample breasts to bounce free of their confinement.

The robots on Rose's arms now pushed her down, using their grip on her arms and the cuffs still on her feet to force her to her knees. The other three remained standing, their artificial cocks pointing at her face but not yet moving.

Behind her a robot sank to its knees and moved up behind her, its cock bumping against her ass through the panties that still remained on her. Its hands went around her to her breasts and began to grope her roughly, cold metallic fingers pushing at her skin and roughing across her nipples.

In front of her a robot moved closer, cock still pointing at her face. It reached down and grabbed her hair with one hand, holding her head in place. Its cock bumped against her lips, then pushed harder, its intent obvious.

The robot behind her continued to massage her breasts and repeatedly rub her nipples, even pinching them very carefully. Its cock slid up and down against her crotch, rubbing at the spot where the panties covered her pussy. In front the cock at her lips pushed a little harder, then harder still. If she didn't open her mouth or do something soon, her lip would be bruised or cut against her teeth.