High above the broken surface of Dival, once known as Leran II which had been the second planet out of five within this star system and the crown jewel among them, the floating citadel now known as Tortuga was home to some of the worst scum in the galaxy. Unlike Vanejin, far more well-known and frequented, Tortuga was well out of place, away from popular space lanes, which made it a hub for space pirates, raiders, and mercenaries to dock at for a time.

There was the fact that it was still well protected by a fleet of warships that kept the sector firmly under the ruler of Tortuga's iron fist. More than that, Tortuga was filled with bounty hunters and mercenaries and people that did not wish to be found along with smugglers and slavers. It was truly an oasis in the darkness of space, as well as being a veritable Gomorrah with its many casinos and restaurants and nightclubs, along with a vast legion in slaves and entertainers and whores. As a point of fact, there is actually a ratio of five enslaved females for every man on Tortuga, the slave business quite booming there.

And it was precisely this business that Tortuga was about to be the site of a mission for the agents of the ADD. Two among their numbers had disappeared some time ago, and the organization had believed them to be either KIA or serving as the unwilling slaves of some heinous alien, but nothing had turned up for a long time. Until now, that is. A lead had revealed that the two missing agents, being twins themselves, had been seen on Tortuga, being held by Tortuga's lord and master, an alien warlord by the name of Varrik nir Ra'assir.

Any questions about as to where Varrik was located would be inevitably at a place nicknamed as 'the Tower', which had once served as the seat of power for the Cradle before Varrik had conquered it.

But there was also the information that Varrik was known to visit a highly popular nightclub named Nebula every weekend, both to make his presence known and to bring back some slaves for himself to enjoy. Any surveillance of the Tower would show it to be well nigh impenetrable, which left Nebula as the only way of getting close to Varrik.

Minerva adjusted her cleavage for the umpteenth time. She was never sure that she wasn't going to pop out of her top of her pink bunny costume. But she had to make do, she was undercover and waiting her target to arrive.

Minerva was confident that Varrik would eventually showup tonight at the Nebula, from what she had found so far he seemed to always came here. She also managed to simply go and pick up a tray to serve drinks and staff didn't care or assumed that she was on staff. It kinda disturbed her that nightclub had such a high turnover among their staff that they could keep track of the slave serving girls. The rumors must have been true that the some of the patrons here simply took their favorite serving girls and strippers home with them. Minerva glanced over to her partner, Kristy to see how she was handling herself.

Kirsty smiled calmly as she sauntered through the tables serving drinks with a calm profile, she wasn't embarrassed in her own Bunny Suit, this one a Yellow colour as she glanced around offering drinks to the patrons of the nightclub swaying her hips calmly almost acting like a perfect nightclub waitress and smiles at Minerva saying she was doing fine and giggles a little while walking around.

Though it was quite a while since then, the master of Tortuga did come, arriving in all his glory as a cadre of Kast warriors accompanied him, though they remained at the entrance of the nightclub as their leader moved through Nebula, given a rather wide berth out of sheer respect... and intimidation. Moving deceptively gracefully, Varrik appeared as if he was a ravenous shark on the prowl for prey, seemingly as if the atmosphere of Nebula did not seem to bother him any.

Before long, he was greeted by Nebula's owner, a notorious alien ex-pirate turned wealthy slaver who had prospered under Varrik's rule, who bowed to him respectfully before showing him to his regular spot, a raised platform in the middle of the large nightclub, where he could look over the entire establishment, as if he was a lord, surveying over all that he had conquered. There, the Kast warlord seated himself and began conversing with the Nebula's owner.

Snapping his fingers, the bartender tried to wave over the first two slaves he could see and set down trays with both alien delacies and shots of alcohol, along with a large glass of a particularly strong drink. "Take these to Kriss and Lord Varrik, quickly now!"

Minerva was fortunate to be near the bar when the bartender snapped his fingers, the redhead turned to and began to move over to bar. When she saw the urgency in his wave, and quickly moved over to the bar. She quickly picked up tray with the large drink with the shots of alcohol and began to make look for the person that the bartender mentioned. Soon she spotted the large alien the bartender spoke of.

Sitting up on a raised platform, it looked he wanted to keep an eye on all that was in nightclub. The fact that the club owner was chatting spoke to the creatures status even as impressive as he was with his tall, muscular frame and ashen skin. The way the other patrons avoid get in his way. No he was the target, he was the person that would knew where the missing agents where. She just had to be careful on how she found that information.

The young woman took a moment to catch her breathe, despite the pleas of the bartender to move out. Once she was ready she moved quickly to the raised platform, where the ruler of this station was currently. She made sure she swayed her hips as she approached and particularly when she went up the stairs to the platform. As she approached the two powerful aliens she bowed slightly and presented the drinks, Drinks, m'lords.

Kirsty being the second closest approached too after Minerva left towards the towering almost alien and Kirsty almost inwardly gulped as she almost knew he was the target and breathed softly before nodding to the bartender and taking some drinks as well and headed up after Minerva sauntering over too to match Minerva's sexual strut as she stood beside the girl looking at her softly before bowing her head to the pair of aliens.

"Would you care for anything else my lords?" She asked calmly and with obedience showing a good waitressing skills as she stood beside Minerva the pair so sexy in there almost matching Bunny suits only the color was the difference as she was now close to Varrik and nearly widened her eyes but kept it back seeing the large figure he was.

The Kast warlord barely paid the slaves any attention as he merely took from one of the trays his favored beverage, inhaling the strong smell it gave off before casting a glance at the two. The bunny suits they wore were certainly one of the few favorites at Nebula, but for the ruthless alien, things as costumes, he had little appreciation for. Still, if it made his subjects happy and kept them entertained, who was he to care?

Instead of answering the girl, Varrik returned his gaze to the owner, Kriss, and spoke in a deep baritone voice, "These two, are they new?" At this, the owner who was now on his second shot of alcohol merely smiled and shrugged, "Most likely, my lord, I am not in charge of bringing in the new girls. Though, if they are here, then they certainly must be, for who else would be stupid enough to tread upon your domain?"

Responding to this with only a grunt, the Kast began draining his glass of the strong alcohol, consuming it all quickly as he knocked it back. With that, the warlord placed the glass on the table in between him and the owner, leaving the question at that. Not wishing to allow his most powerful guest be displeased in any manner whatsoever, Kriss turned his attention to the agents in disguise, "We need nothing further. Do what you were brought here for and entertain Lord Varrik, or I shall have you two sent to the slums!" The owner snapped, referring to the area where slaves were most badly mistreated and abused, having no real owner and being passed around the inhabitants of the slum as if they were merely toys instead of actual people.

Minerva looked on as the warlord took the large drink from her tray and barely gave her a glance before he took a sniff of his his drink. It didn't appear he cared much for costumes and didn't have much of a reaction to sexy outfit she was currently in. He also didn't seem to care that she said anything. She made mental notes of all of this as it was valuable information.

However, the agent was sure her cover was blown when the Varrik mentioned they were new to the Nebula. However the owner quickly dismissed say that if they were that was pretty standard for the Nebula. The Kast warlord just simply responded and knocked down the huge drink like it was a single shot. Kriss the owner quickly looked over in Minerva's direction and order her to entertain Lord Varrik or else.

The young woman looked around for a second before she saw the pole in the middle of raised platform. The agent swayed her way over to the pole and began to dance to the music of the bar as she did what she could to keep the attention of the warlord. Soon the young woman began to wrap herself around the pole as she did her best to show off her curves to the warlord. As long as she could keep him entertained, she would be able to stay on the platform and learn more information about him.

Kirsty watched him down the drink and act like they where just a pair of furniture, but kept her usual compliant attitude and nodded at the order to entertain Varrik and seeing Minerva approach the pole and smiled before she walked over to join her,

Kirsty gave Minerva a smile as she began dancing to the music almost like they had practiced as she danced on the pole with Minerva the pair a rather beautiful sight to anybody watching as she continued her dancing knowing Minerva was doing the same to the music as she breathed softly and calmly almost began dancing upside down not too.

The warlord finally turned his attention to the pair of females, watching as they made use of the stripping pole, showing off their respective bodies and the curves that went with them, something the Kast did not miss a moment of, finally enjoying something this night. Wordlessly, his gaze bore into the two agents as they danced, listening as the ex-slaver Kriss went on and on about both old and new business, revealing nothing relevant for the two girls to hear about.

The Kast himself said nothing at all, being rather tight-lipped, but this did not seem to bother Kriss, which made it seem that this was typical of the warlord the girls danced for. Only once did the subject of the missing agents come up as Kriss spoke softly, "So, how are those agents treating you? Still resisting your charms, eh? What was their names anyway?" At this, Varrik shifted his gaze onto Kriss, staring and staring until the ex-slaver grew uncomfortable before speaking, "Haley and Riley... And they are being punished as we speak, the price for disobedience. But for the most part, they are well-behaved and mindful of their tongues. I shall be keeping them after all, provide they can be fully tamed." Kriss chuckled, still a bit uncomfortable, "Is that so? Well, I have faith in your taming skills, my lord. You'll eventually bring them about."

Minerva could feel the warlord's gaze bore into her as she danced for all she was worth. It felt like he was imagining her with out the bunny suit as if he was imagining what he could do with her. Still she danced away trying to wrap herself around the pole before turning and using to the pole to lean off of.

As Verrick and Kriss talked to each other it became evident that Verrick did have the two agents under his control and that right now torturing the poor agents. It was also clear that the alien was to be feared as Kriss was absolute terrified by just his gaze. The agent hid any expression on her face as she continued her routine on the dance pole. However when she and Kristy were finally facing away the two aliens during their own routine, she gave the rookie a knowing glance.

Kirsty was able to keep her face neutral or the perfect pole dancer sexy smile as she danced with Minerva together hearing everything about his torture of the agents, but it almost felt like he almost had them broken, if they didn't act fast they could lose these girls for good.

Kirsty soon joined her there faces not looking at the pair as she looked back with a knowing look too and nodded as they kept dancing together, they had to act fast but not too fast. She nodded to tell her she was keeping her cool as they continued

The rest of the one-sided conversation, however, continues on for some time as the warlord instead put much of his attention into the two females before him rather enjoying human slaves the most, especially the little ones that had yet to be fucked. He was most certainly undressing them with his eyes and imagining all sorts of things to do to them if he had the opportunity to do so. Before long, the owner ceased to speak, preoccupied by other things as he left the warlord to his entertainment.

It wasn't long, however, before Varrik gave out a sigh as he turned his attention to Kriss. "I believe I am finished here..." The owner smiled as he stood up and bowed before the warlord, thanking him for his patronage and promising him to bring in even more slaves for his enjoyment. "Good. Have you a private room for me tonight? This, Kriss smiled and merely gestured toward where the private rooms were, "Certainly, Lord Varrik. Just allow me to find some slaves to accompany you..."

Minerva continued to dance for the warlord as the owner seemed to be interested in talking his ear off. The red headed bunny girl didn't mind except he didn't spill any usefull information. It was more boring details about day-to-day operations about the nightclub. The redhead took mental notes but knew most of was useless. It was almost a relief that when he finally quit speaking and began to concentrate on the other aspects of the club.

Shortly after Kriss quit talking however, the warlord let out a sigh and the owner took a moment to immediately stand up and bow to the warlord as he mentioned he was finished. As a cue, the redhead gestured to her partner and stopped dancing and bowed towards the warlord. Hopefully all he would need a sign of respect as he got more slaves to take to his private room. The agent would happy to get back to work of rescuing her fellow agents while Verrick was being entertained.

Kirsty listened herself keeping the urge to roll her eyes at the rambling from the owner Pompous Jackass She thought in her mind but kept dancing.

Soon she heard Virrik saying he was done and stopped with Minerva bowing in sync with her more experienced partner smiling a little bit as she breathed softly showing respect to him being calm and quiet.