The two male warriors waited patiently, eyes constantly scanning the corridors as their duty as guards required. The posistion was more ceramonial than anything, but that didn't mean any slackness of dicipline was tolerated. For the full thirty minutes they waited without a sound or a glance out of place, expressions grim with focus. Inside the room for that time Iria would find it nearly impossible to relax, her body and mind demanding pleasure, memories drifting back to how good her Mistresses touch felt.

When that time finally ran out, the two guards let the 'masks' slip and dark twisted smiles show on their humanoid faces. They entered the code to unlock Ai'rani's room, the two moving into it, and making no secret of their entrance. "Slave. Get out here." One of them called out in english, as even with Iria's reshaped memories she simply didn't have the hearing to understand the Midrozi tongue.

By the time she finished eating and cleaned the dishes she used, the amazon heard the door opening. Her body was still tingling all over from her mistress's touch. Her breasts were firm and tender to the touch while her nipples ached, sticking out like sore thumbs from their puffing areolae. She would have tended to her needs on her own but with visitors that option was no longer available. Taking deep breaths, she prepared herself for her guests.

They called out to her in english and the agent had no other choice but to obey. She bowed her head before the two guards. Even if they were not her mistress, they were still Midrozi who were a superior race compared to her. "Yes masters," she said a bit breathlessly, "How can I serve you?" She showed no concern about standing before the two men in the nude. The former agent could not even recall when she last wore anything. She straightened her back, causing her giant orbs to thrust out while her thighs unconciously rubbed against one another to deal with the heat radiating from her core.

The two aliens didn't bother to conceal the way their gaze swept up and down the naked humans body, focusing on her nipples for a moment, before wandering down to watch her thighs rub against each other. When they were finished they both looked up at Iria, small smiles spreading across their faces. They both advanced on the slave, one of them reaching out, hands closing in on Iria's breasts, teasing and stroking the sensitive orbs. They weren't anywhere near as good as Ai'rani, but to the pleasure tormented Iria it would still be blissful.

"Considering we have been making sure Ai'rani stays safe for the past half a day doesn't it sound reasonable that her pet is going to ensure that we get a nice treat at the end of our shift?" The one who ordered Iria out earlier speaks again, and as one hand reaches for her thighs, fingers slipping against her cunt, it should be obvious what they want from the amazon.

Iria's body tingled as those pairs of eyes drank in the sight of her luscious and athletic body. They did not wait long before reaching out and squeezing her heavy tits. "Uhhnnn.." she moaned, her body still sensitive and sexually active from Ai'rani's teasing. One of the guards took charge, already stroking the amazon's dripping netherlips. Her hips rocked forward, wanting to feel more of the Midrozi's touch upon her body. Her eyes closed as she panted softly. "Y-Yes Masters," she whispered, "What is your will?"

She had no sense of self anymore. She was like an object, a piece of furniture to be moved about and used. Without thinking, the slave moved closer to the male giving her orders. Her breasts, pressed against the man's armor. "Thank you for protecting my mistress. Please... How can I repay you, master?" Iria was breathless, her hips rocking against the guard's stroking fingers. She knew what they wanted and she wanted just as badly if not more.

The two chuckled softly at Iria's words, very amused at the massive change that had taken place in Iria's mind. They waste no time in exploring and stroking the humans tits and cunt, teasing with her a little more before the guard who had seniority, and who was the one giving the orders, spoke again. "How about you go on your hands and knees on the floor and than we can use you from both ends."

He smiled as he watched Iria, waiting for her to enter the position ordered before he and his comrade made any movement to remove their armour and equipment. They wanted her to wait, dripping, ready and eager for them. And they had no doubt that she would ... considering how aroused and open she seemed to be. When they had both stripped they moved, the one who had given Iria the orders moving behind her as the other went in front. A cock was held in front of her mouth, as the one behind was simply slammed hard into her tight waiting cunt, finally providing strong enough sensation for the tortured Iria to cum.

"Yes Master," she purred, lowering herself to her knees before the two male aliens. She crawled onto her hands and knees, waiting eagerly for the two to ram their thick cocks down her throat and into her dripping folds. Her rear wiggled as if trying to goad the men to take her sooner. Iria's body ached, needing attention and release so badly. She was nearly drooling with anticipation. Her heart pounded faster, engorging her most sensitive areas with hot blood. Her amazon body was now devoted entirely to sex and pleasure.

She did not have to wait long before the guards stripped down and stood infront and behind her. The former agent licked her lips as one hard cock was presented before her lips. The distraction was child's play as she completely forgotten about the male behind her. The second cock plowed right into her tight folds, slurping as juices squished around the invading member. "Auuughhh!" She cried out in shock. The blow sent her mind tumbling downwards as all that tension released at once in a monsterous orgasm. For several moments Iria's body shuddered and twitched violently. Her tight walls clinged and smothered the male guard's rod as juices squirt around it. Her mouth hung open in awe, giving the other guard plenty of opportunity to slide his cock right into her mouth. She closed around it without thinking and began to suck deeply. "Mmm..." slowly, her body began to rock back forth between the two men.

The pair of guards smiled at each other, both in anticipation of the physical pleasure they were about to receive, and in just how broken the once proud and defiant Iria had become. The one behind let his hands rest on the human's ass, squeezing against nerve clusters there as his hips slid back and forth, cock slamming deep into her tight juicy cunt with every movement as Iria came ... hard. The one in front didn't hesitate to take the offered opening, and his hands went to the back of Iria's head, pulling her down even as his hips slid forward, cock thrusting hard into her open mouth and down her throat.

The two started to saw Iria between them, one thrusting to push Iria onto the other, and than the other thrusting to push her back. Their cocks being pushed in all the way until the aliens hips slammed against Iria's ass and mouth, stuffing their entire shafts inside her warm welcoming body, letting out grunts and groans of pleasure with every hard thrust.

The slave nearly gagged on the hardened rod pounding away at the back of her throat. But such a thing did not even bother the woman as she was still swimming in euphoria from her wonderful release. The guard behind continued to pound away at her twitching passage, producing a muffled gasp with each thrust. The stroking of her nerves caused her nails to claw at the floor. Their touch was nothing compared to her mistress's and they were using her body roughly. But the amazon did not mind. Her strong body could handle the constant pounding of the two cocks even if her mind continued to be reduced to nothing but putty.

Iria fell into tempo with the two guards, allowing their thrusts to push her body back and forth. Her groans vibrate throught he alien's shaft as her tongue ran along the underside. She sucked deeply with each pull back while she used her muscles to cling to the rod pushing deeper into her quivering vagina. The slave made no sound beyond the grunts and muffled groans of sexual bliss.

The two Midrozi used Iria's body hard, thrusting without caring for how rough they were being with Iria's busty sensitive body, using her to pleasure themselves, her conditioned mind accepting the abuse eagerly. Eventually the two alien's came, the slightly bitter tasting seed spraying into her womb and mouth as the two white skinned aliens grunted in pleasure at the way Iria's slick walls gripped and squeezed their shafts.

When they were done they slid out, cocks leaving Iria's luscious body. They wiped their shafts off on the amazon slaves body, using her hair and rear cheeks to clean most of the juices and cum from their shafts. When they were done with that they moved to get dressed again, no longer interested in Iria since they were done with her. When they were dressed again they slipped out of the room, leaving Iria alone again to recover from the rough usage of her body.

It would be another two hours before Ai'rani returned, nodding to the guards standing at attention outside her room. The door opened for her, and she walked inside her room, searching for Iria. She had a slight smile on her lips, her psychic awareness stretching out and making sure that the guards had indeed followed her orders and fucked Iria. Iria ... I have a new task for you to do to serve me. Ai'rani cooed, having arranged for the amazon to be thrown into an arena in one of the lower sections of the Spire. It was time to put her physical condition to proper use, and make herself some money in the process.

The slave came with her two masters, pleasing them bringing herself her own pleasure. Her inner walls contracted hungerly around the twitching shaft, milking it of every drop of cum while her mouth sucked and swallowed the bitter load. When they pulled out, juices and seed oozed from her sex as she leaned forward to continue cleaning the shaft with her tongue. But the guards had something else in mind, using her body as their towel and wiping the fluid into her skin and hair.

Then just like that, she was ignored and forgotten. The guards got dressed and left her alone and soiled. The slave used the time available to clean off the sweat and cum from her body. Her primal needs satisfied allowed her to finally cool down and let the tingling afterglow pass. She felt good as if she accomplished what she was meant to do in her life. Once cleaned, she had little else to do but sit and wait there in the nude for her mistress to return.

Like a dog awaiting its master, her spirits rose upon hearing the door open. She remained on her knees until her mistress called for her. She bowed her head. "Yes Mistress, I will do anything for you." Iria said automatically. It was no lie either, she would do anything for one the who brought her purpose in her life.

Ai'rani smiled at the once proud and independant Iria, and now a broken pet. Her hand reached out, caressing the human's cheek, her fingertips barely touching the lines of nerves in Iria's cheek, the brief touch sending a gentle rush of pleasure into Iria's body. "Good girl." She cooed praise at Iria's eager reply. "I have arranged for you to participate in an arena match in one of the lower sections of the spire against another slave. You will be fighting against him and trying to incapacitate him, and he will be trying to subdue and rape you. I do not care if you win or lose, but I want you to put on a show for the crowd before anything else. Nothing is as important when you step into the arena. Do you understand?"

"Fight for you, Mistress?" she blinked, confused by the order but then nodded quickly, "Yes Mistress. I will do my best to prove to you that I am a worthy pet." Iria knew how to fight though she was unsure why she did. She remembered only brief glimpses of fighting but then the memory was only filled with her being tamed by the Midrozi warrior and then her mistress. The former agent was unsure about putting on a show but she could only assume she was not to kill the man and try to hold back her unnatural strength. The slave would wait until she was allowed to rise to her feet or not before following her Mistress to the lower sections of the spire.

Ai'rani smiled down at Iria, feeling the confusion that her words spread in the ex-agent's mind. "Do not question what you know, just accept that I granted you the ability to please me." She coos, voice soft and soothing as she tries to cut off any attempt Iria had to question her memories or knowledge. "But before we go there is an outfit I want you to wear." She clicks her fingers, and at the sound the door opens again. Another human women, her head staring at the floor in fear of causing offence, entered, carrying in a replica of Iria's old costume. She placed it on the floor in front of Iria, and than quickly scampered off. "Dress in that my pet." Ai'rani ordered, watching the busty human as she put on the oddly familiar costume.

When it was on the Midrozi Spire Lord smiled briefly. "You may walk behind me." She said, before turning around and walking out, a gesture informing Iria that she was to follow. One of the guards outside fell in behind the human, the one who had fucked you hard earlier that day. He managed to, mostly, keep his eyes on the world around them, but in the upper spire at least there were plenty of chances for him to catch a look at Iria's lovely ass, remembering just how good a fuck she was.

"Yes Mistress," she replied to the reassurance. The human servant arrived carrying a black latex body suit with matching black boots and gloves. The thought of putting on clothing of any kind seemed like a distant thought in Iria's head. But Ai'rani's orders were her world now so there was no hesitation as she picked up the tight fitting suit and began slipping it on. It seemed oddly familiar to her, the cold latex hugging the curves of her body. It took effort to pulled the fabric over her mountainous orbs and even then the long V cut revealed much of her deep cleavage. She began to seal the suit, gasping as she felt the suit compress forcing her breasts to compact and become smaller.

"Uuuhhnn..." Her groan revealed there was a small difference between when she wore it as an ADD agent and now. Iria's breasts were full of precious milk now and the mere act of compress was putting a large amount of pressure on her chest. Panting softly, she took slow deep breaths. Her nipples were visible through the latex as she was not wearing any bra under that suit. Her breasts pulsed and throb, feeling like they would burst at any moment. But for now she was fine. She slipped on the boots and gloves with no real issue. Rising to her feet she followed her mistress out the door. Her eyes remained forward as the guards gawked at the lovely body swaying in her mistress's wake.

Ai'rani could 'feel' the discomfort of Iria in the humans unguarded and open mind, and it brought a slight smirk to her lips. As they walked along she let her mind flow backwards and into Iria, her psychic abilities allowing the Jarri to start to toy with her pet more. With every step Iria made it would feel like her outfit was squeezing and shifting against her sensitive breasts, as well as rubbing against her cunt. Her mind would wander with memories of pleasure, fantisising about being fucked for a few seconds before returning to reality, only to wander again after a few more seconds.

Eventually Ai'rani reached the lift heading down the core of the Spire, and the two aliens plus the human slave in the middle of them were soon dropping down at a rapid rate, travelling through the several miles high super-structure that was the spire. Ai'rani passed the time by further teasing Iria's body, using her own mind to order certain nerves to light up, tricking her into thinking her body was being stroked and teased by skilled fingers and tongues. Ai'rani wanted to make sure that Iria was in a proper mindset for her debut match.