The sight of the woman's smile stole her breath away and she had no idea why. Her body too exhausted and weak to even struggle, the agent could only shudder in a seizure of pure blissful sensations. The only thing keeping her for creaming all over Ai'rani's fingers was the alien woman's ability to hold back such a release. There was nothing left to fight back with. Iria's blank eyes stared longingly at the Midrozi female as it destroyed her with just a few touches to her heated pussy.

The whispers asked the questions but she had no answer. But the final phrase was an order rather than a question. Tears began to run down her cheeks as she did just what she was told to do. "Please... I... I need... Please... F-Fuck me..." she whimpered in defeat. Her eyes were staring off into space as the whispers dominated her attention. All the while, juices soaked over the Midrozi's stroking fingers. With body and mind completely exhausted, the amazon was completely broken down.

Ai'rani let her smile grow just a little bit at Iria's words, sending another mental wave of bliss through the agents mind, before her finger slipped inside those hungry spasming walls. Within moments the single finger inside the human had found her g-spot, and it set about using that very sensitive spot to completely drown the women in bliss that would make everything else Iria had felt seem 'tame'. That's a good pet ... you get this because your a good pet. The alien cooed, those words snaking into Iria's vulnerable mind.

It was a full minute before she slid her finger out as the elevator came to a stop, wiping her hand clean on Iria's hair as she rose to her feet and turned to lead the way again. She stepped out into a busy market place, although this was on the higher levels and almost exclusively Jarri. There were a few slaves following their masters or mistresses around, personal pets. Ai'rani led the way through the crowd, the aliens all stepping well out of her way and giving her the space, and respect, that her position commanded. She still hadn't decided if she wanted to keep the human to herself for a little bit longer to toy with her, or if she wanted to treat her like a thing and destroy any sense of self worth above a pet that Iria had buried deep inside her. And as she approached a secondary 'inner' elevator she realized that she had to make the choice now.

A smile and a single finger ended up crushing the woman once more. The amazon who once wielded a giant heavy warhammer that crushed her foes was now reduced to this, cumming from the mere touch and smile of an alien woman. Iria gasped sharply followed by a long groan as her thighs twitched violently. Juices squirt out of her climaxing vagina as the cruel Midrozi continued to stroke her throbbing g-spot. Iria was unsure if she came once, twice, or even three times right at that moment. But the number was meaningless as the last thought in her mind was the whispers telling her how good a pet she was.

Iria had once more blacked out and even if she were woken up it was doubtful she had any feeling in her legs at this point. Being climaxed into oblivion, it was doubtful an ordinary human would still be alive after such dangerous levels of exhaustion. The agent's head was slumped forward, completely oblivious of the market place that she was being dragged through. Weak groans would sound from her lips but otherwise the busty agent did not have the strength to open her eyes anymore.

Ai'rani threw a glance back at Iria as she reached the next elevator that would carry the small group to Iria's next destination. The human was dead on her feet, with her body pushed to it's limits of endurance. That she lasted so long was impressive, and the alien women mentally recalculated just how valuable Iria would end up being if she was sold on. And even if they didn't, it wouldn't be hard to make a profit off her.

She moved into the elevator, and when the guards were in as well pressed the button to send the lift down towards the lower levels of the spire. Ai'rani would save visits to the upper levels for later, and instead introduce Iria into a new 'routine' for her servitude. The journey down was fairly quick, and with Iria so exhausted Ai'rani knew better than to toy with her body. Although nothing stopped her from bombarding her mind with dreams, the agent being fucked over and over by faceless Jarri, servicing and pleasuring them with every part of her body. Even as tired as she was Ai'rani was going to make sure Iria's sleep was troubled, and that her mind was constantly under attack.

Eventually the elevator reached the level the Spire Lord wished, and Iria was 'escorted' through one of the slums in the spire. Jarri were rare down here, and most of the population were slaves. Entire streets emptied as Ai'rani walked along, the two warriors behind her and the reputation of Spire lords more than enough to drive everything away out of fear.

When they finally reached their destination Ai'rani gestured the two warriors forward, and Iria was simply dumped into a cell. The cell in question was in the middle of a main street, and the bars would allow anyone walking past to reach in. It was fairly small, and so once she awoke Iria wouldn't be cramped for space, but nor would she really be able to avoid any aliens hand that wanted a feel of her body. A bucket of water was suspended from the ceiling of the cell, the liquid inside laced with a very specific drug, but otherwise cool and refreshing. It wouldn't be able to wash off the taste and scent of the female guard though, even if the human chose to use it to clean herself.

The agent was left unbound, there was no-where she could go and the metal the bars were made off would resist anything she could do with her hands, as the three Midrozi walked into a nearby building, to wait for the entertainment to begin. A shield generator activated, protecting Iria while she slept and recovered from her abuse. But when she woke up that shield would vanish, and her body would be free for the passing aliens and slaves to fondle and grope.

Iria would continue to make soft groans and other sounds as she was taken to another elevator down to the lower levels of this Midrozi city. Though her eyes were close, the movement of them behind her eyelids revealed she was dreaming. Midrozi men and women raped her body, crushing her in humiliating defeats, or having her obey like a completely devoted slave. The nightmares never stopped, forcing the agent to live a life that very well may be reality for her soon.

Still dressed in her cut up suit, the woman was throw into a cage where all people could see her as they walked past. The agent would be out for hours before finally stirring. The forcefield would turn off at the first signs of motion, leaving her helpless and exposed to all that wished to touch her. Iria groaned, her head pounding from the mental torment she endured while sleeping. Her body was somewhat refreshed but her red eyes revealed just how mentally drained she really was.

The agent shivered as she could feel the cool air against her exposed breasts and netherlips. The suit was practically useless as what is left of it hugged all but the areas it should be covering. The smell of sex was still heavy around the woman as dried cum and juices were all over her legs, chest, and face. It did not take long for the woman to break down and begin pouring the water from the bucket over her body. The cool water would help wake her up and prepare for further torture. Once cleaned as best as she could, the busty amazon looked around the area unsure why she was left in this cage in full view. Was she already being put up for sale?

Ai'rani had amused herself by toying with a slave, sending the alien into dizzying heights of pleasure, only to crash it down again with mind shattering pain. She had constantly swapped between the two, and by the time Iria woke up again the alien was a wreck. She gestured, and one of her guards put it out of it's misery with a precise slash with his halberd the alien was killed, it's blood spilling onto the floor. With that done Ai'rani turned her attention back to watching the cage containing Iria, nodding to herself at the way the water cascaded down over her body. The sight would definitely arouse anyone passing by. And most slaves were too stupid to assume that the Midrozi were still around. They should be crawling out of their hiding spots soon.

Ai'rani didn't have to wait long. Within minutes aliens would slink out of the slum buildings. This was nothing like an auction or slave sale, and the crowd grew and grew. Most of the aliens had collars, although a few had simple ankle bracelets instead. They were from a massive range of races, the Midrozi hit any species that couldn't fight them back.

As the aliens surrounded the cage a few of them reached out, trying to grab and prod the trapped agents body. Ai'rani wanted Iria frustrated, and irritated, and so she put a mental block on the humans mind to make it physically impossible for her to fight back, her body freezing up whenever she tried to do so. The human could still try and dodge, but the cage confined her movements, and hands were reaching in from every side. And now the three Jarri settled down to wait and watch, to see just how Iria reacted to that constant rough grabbing and prodding of every part of her body that was available.

The Midrozi did not return to her small cell but her privacy was only for a few moments as she cleaned herself. Soon numerous slaves of various races including some humans approached the cage. Iria's eyes narrow at the strangers. Seeing the collars and bracelets, she could assume these were all slaves as well. Before she could even call to any of them for assistance, some began to reach out to grab her. She was unsure what was going on but quickly pulled away from their touch only to find more hands reaching for her from another direction.

"What are you doing?!" she growled at them, swatting the hands away and defending herself as best as she could with her arms. "Stop it!" she cried out, obviously annoyed with what these slaves were doing. Did they lose their minds? It did not take long for her frustration to trigger more violent responses. A hand reached out for chest and her body suddenly tensed up. The amazon froze, hesitated as the hand came closer until it grabbed her luscious tit flesh and squeezed. The amazon woman gasped and immediately pulled away. Touches from behind made her turn only to freeze again, allowing free touches to her impressive chest.

"What?! Why?" she pulled away, trying to stay towards the middle of the cage. Did that psychic put a block in her mind? That Midrozi woman had plenty of time to mess with her head. Iria did not know what all these psychics could really do but telling her body was made a play thing she did not discard the idea. The amazon found she could use her arms to block or cover herself but any attempt to fight back immediately stopped her body. Once the slaves realized this, they grew bolder. Soon, Iria's arms were grabbed by several of them and she was pulled towards the bars. "St-Stop! Why are you doing this?!" she cried as she felt more hands grab her arms, her body pressed up against the bars for more hands to grope her freely.

Ai'rani smiled as she watched Iria react, confusion settling in at first, only to be burned away by rage. At least until she hit the psychic blocks that had been placed on certain responses, and that rage slammed into a wall of confusion and uncertainty. Most slaves down this far of the spire were males, and the few females were discarded wrecks of their species that had broken beyond compare. The fact that the Midrozi females resembled such a widely desired race as humans made matters even worse, although no living slave ever tried anything against even the lowest ranked Midrozi. All that repressed sexual frustration had built up without an outlet ... until now.

The aliens slaves dragged Iria against the bars, hands rough as they grabbed each of those massive tits and pulled them through the bars. The gap between the bars was smaller than those impressive orbs, and while brute strength was enough to pull them through they were squeezed near the base by the cold metal bars. The crowd cheered in lust, the emotion denied and repressed for so long.

The crowd pressed as close as they could as hands reached through the bars, grabbing and starting to force the caged human female to her knees, her head being held in a gap in the bars as her breasts were constantly groped and kneaded. The alien that was holding her head down reached down to his loincloth with a free hand, pulling it aside to reveal a thick cock. He moved closer, the head pressing against Iria's lips and pushing it's way inside, Ai'rani's mental block preventing Iria from biting down.

With the mental blocks preventing her from fighting back or causing damage, the amazon could not use her unnatural strength to pull free from the numerous groping hands and claws. "Uuhhnnnn! Stop it!" She groaned in pain as large firm breasts were forced between the bars. It hurt but with enough force, her massive melons popped out of the other side. Immediately fingers and lips began to squeeze nibble on the warm flesh. The agent groaned and kept crying out for them to stop but no one would seem to listen. It was as if they all gone mad.

Iria cried out in further pain as the base of her tits slid down the metal bars. The slaves forced the once powerful agent to her knees as an alien male came forward. The long hard cock was revealed and he reached out to take a firm grip of her head. A few rough gropes of her breasts would part the woman's lips enough for the cock to slide in easily. The amazon growled only to have her eyes widen as the man began to pump hard and deep into her throat. She could not bite down. A whimper escaped her as she was forced to watch this slave fuck her mouth while others began to suck on her hardened tits.

This went on for several minutes before the man blew his load into her throat. Throat filled with cum, she had no choice but swallow or choke. Once the man finished, he was pulled away to be replaced by another crazed alien. Soon enough, a train of people began taking their turns, fucking her throat. Iria could only squeal and whimper as tears began to trickle down her cheeks. Unable to fight back, the agent finally just allowed herself to rest against the bars. Her eyes began to lose focus as her fragile state was shattered by these slaves. The amazon warrior was now nothing more than a helpless victim before these men.

Ai'rani couldn't help but smile as she watched the scene taking place, and the two warriors who were her guards chuckled softly to themselves. This sight had definitely been worth the wait, and it was always amusing watched the animals fight and fuck amongst themselves. Especially when the women's mind was already fragile and weary, and she was humiliated and completely dominated in the process.

Load after load of alien, and once human, cum was squirted down Iria's throat, the women forced to swallow it or choke. Iria managed to let a small amount dribble out of her mouth and down her chin, but not much. The taste of dozens of species stained her tongue, mouth and throat, and her breasts were slick with saliva from hungry mouths. The drug that Iria had taken earlier in the bucket of water had mixed with the one she had drunk back on the Midrozi ship, and her breasts would start to come alive, milk production beginning. It would take a little bit more time for them to actually give milk, but Iria would feel her nipples getting even more sensitive, and her breasts starting to work.

Finally Ai'rani decided to let Iria loose, and the bars that formed her cage corroded away as she triggered the remote capsules embedded in the bars, releasing a solvent that would cause rapid decay in the metal, but no damage to biological tissue. The crowd roared in approval as the last alien finished with her throat and mouth, pulling back and spraying his load all over Iria's face as the human would hear Ai'rani's voice in her mind. You want a chance to fight? To lash out and test your strength? Take them on ... injure enough slaves pet and I'll give you a nice reward. The mental block that prevented Iria from fighting back was lifted, and a psychic prod would cause her aggression to surge. Now it was just watching what happened with Iria finally free to fight back, her face and upper breasts covered with alien seed.

The agent grunt and groaned as more lips attempted to suck milk from her tits. She was unaware of the drugs effecting her systems. Her breasts swelled as milk began to fill them. Her already sensitive tits grew only more tender as more hungry mouths and hands continued to stimulate them. Iria felt as if she swallowed a gallon of cum from a variety of different creatures. But eventually she had succeeded in pleasing every male in the area.

It was only then did the bars suddenly melted away, freeing her precious melons from the cold unfeeling metal. Then Ai'rani gave her an order and a mental nudge. Iria screamed and lashed out, sinking a fist deep into an alien's stomach. The blow would send the man tumbling into several others. The agent was panting, eyes wide in shock as she found she could fight again. Her blood boiled as the amazon saw red. All her frustration was going to be let loose on these poor slaves.

She was not to kill any of them but that did not stop her from using most of her strength. The sound of cracking ribs and cries of agony soon filled the air as the agent began to pound each and every slave with her brute strength. The slaves tried to use their superior numbers but that only made Iria fight harder as if she were a cornered animal. The woman would not stop swinging until all of them had fled back to their hiding places or were groaning on the floor with heavy injuries. Gasping for breath, Iria screamed again as she slumped to her knees. She could not take this anymore.

Ai'rani almost giggled at the carnage Iria wrought on the crowd of slaves, an opinion shared by her two guards. Both of the warriors had to admit she was skilled, for a non-Jarri at least. But while the two warriors were more amused by the pain and agony Iria's strikes brought about Ai'rani's amusement came instead from just how feral a state of mind the human had been reduced to. That boded well if Iria was to be used in an arena. All Ai'rani had to do was wipe out everything between fight and fuck, making the human agent a perfect gladiatrix.

When the carnage was over and Iria screamed as she dropped down to her knees Ai'rani emerged from the building she had been watching from, the two warriors following her out. The guards started to lower their halberds as a threat to Iria, before a gesture from Ai'rani had those two nasty weapons raised again. The Spire Lord didn't hesitate for a moment as she stepped close to Iria, crouching down and reaching out to gently stroke a nerve cluster on the humans neck. She wasn't a fool however, and if Iria tried to lash out at her Ai'rani's powers would stop her mind from giving the order, and those fingers would dig in against the nerve cluster, reminding Iria of just how much pain Ai'rani could cause with a simple touch.

The agent was trembling, her body covered in sweat and cum. With the slaves gone or dealt with, there was nothing left for Iria to do. Before she could even think of escape, the Midrozi returned. Her eyes widen as Ai'rani moved closer. Like a frightened animal, the amazon backed away until she was up against a wall. Iria knew very well she could not fight this woman. She could only cringe and shut her eyes as those delicate fingers reached out to her.

"Ahhh..." she gasped, the fingers hitting their mark on her neck. Shivers of pleasure ran up and down her spine as the woman trembled before the Midrozi woman. Tears ran down her cheeks as she began to sob softly. She felt utterly helpless but it felt so very good. Fearful of the pain and further punishment, the agent simply exposed her neck for the Midrozi to do as she willed with her nerves.

Ai'rani smiled sweetly as she backed Iria against a wall, the human acting more and more animalistic than an intelligent being. She stalked forward, and those slender fingers stroked and rubbed the nerve cluster when Iria couldn't back away any more. Good pet ... didn't that feel nice to be allowed to let loose? To be allowed to fight?

Her voice was reassuring and soothing, and her other hand reached out to caress Iria's cheek. Wouldn't it be nice to be able to do that over and over again? She drew close to Iria, letting the human feel her warm breath on her face as her fingers and hands skilfully stroke and caressed the humans body, and all the while her powers insidiously whispered in Iria's mind. The phrase Good pet. echoed over and over, seemingly coming from every dark corner of the ex-agents mind and bouncing through what free thought she had left.

Pleasure rippled through her body, making her forget the pain she went through. It was becoming a drug for her, needing to forget what she was in order to endure what was happening to her. Iria's eyes looked lost as she gazed into Ai'rani's. She found herself resting against the warm hand stroking her cheek. The agent did not know what she wanted anymore. She felt so weak and helpless before this woman. Ai'rani frightened her in ways no monster could.

"Uuhhnn.." she moaned as the hands began to stroke her soiled form. The woman did not resist as she was pulled closer. The words repeated over and over in her head as she sobbed. She wrapped her arms around the Midrozi woman, clinging desperately. Without thinking, she began to kiss the woman's neck as she pressed her luscious form against the alien creature.