"Mmm... Why assk, hm?" she hissed, "Do you want to be my preciouss cow?" Vespira drilled her tendril hard and deep into woman's tensing body. Each thrust would cause it to linger inside as it wiggled and rubbed against her most tender of places. Her fingers pinched and stroked the woman's clit as if it were a tiny cock, pumping it harder as it pulsed and throbbed with erotic agony. Vespira could feel every reaction in her prey's lovely form. Muscles were tensing, breath growing short to the point of panting, heart racing, she knew exactly what her pet was going through.

Soon, the second tendril joined the first. The two wrapping around each other as they swirled and drilled together in and out of the woman, churning her insides to a froth. Vespira would do more than push this poor slut over the edge, she would throw her right into the depths of oblivion. Her fangs sank into the breast she was sucking on. As she sucked deeply on the rich milk, her venom would pump directly into the swollen orb. Her potent aphrodisics would burn through the woman's veins, arousing to levels she probably did not think were possible. The tendrils would go wild squeezing, rubbing, groping, and fucking the agent nonstop until the poor woman could take no more.

Sinead groans, the sound soft but still noticeable, as the things take turns pumping into her pussy. She can almost hear them thrash through her wet folds even over the squirting milk coming out of her breasts. Her soft cries began to pick up in tempo and pitch and her belly began to leap in and out a little, her heavy tits still firmly in Vespira's grasp.

As she felt the fangs pierce her breast again, she cried out, body flexing a little and shivering at the same time as she found release. Her tiny nub seemed to quiver between the Gorgonian's fingers and her sex almost gushed around the phallus-like tendrils. She would have been on the floor long ago save for the support around her arms. "Oh... ahh... good... god..." She cried in a soft, pleasured voice, gasping for air a little. Still, she didn't come down right away... and that began to scare her. "UNNNGH! C...c..can't... stop... coming... mistress!" She said, her voice sounding alarmed.

Everything came crashing down for the helpless agent. The woman's ever growing arousal caused her body to produce more milk, causing the white fluid to spurt out of those heavy jugs. Vespira withdrew her fangs, hissing with pleasure as she let the milk soak over her lips and down her chin. Her forked tongue flicked out, licking both the woman's teat and the small wound her fangs made. The alien herself could not help but feel her own arousal growing at the sight and feel of this woman's climaxing form. One after another, each climax stirred her loins and caused her cock to swell within its sheathe until it began to slowly slide out of the Gorgonian.

The tendrils loosened their holds around the large swollen orbs. A few of them lashed at the tender mounds to add some sparks of pain to spice up what Sinead was feeling right now. The Gorgonian's erect cock slid between the agent's breasts, the tendrils wrapping around them both to force them to mash around the pulsing rod. Bucking her hips, the human woman would feel the scales of Vespira's cock grind and stroke within the depths of her cleavage. The glistening tip pushed further and further upwards as the alien crimelord fucked her tits. The warm phallus would draw closer and closer to Sinead's moaning lips until it began to graze them, tease them.

"It is time for you to give as much as you are getting, my little cow," she hissed, grabbing the woman's hair and guiding those lips to pumping rod. The tendrils continued their relentless coiled drill into the agent's climaxing body, showing no signs of slowing down as those velvety walls hungerly contracted around the invaders.

Sinead cried out in ecstasy, still afraid though too aroused to express it. Her tits only seemed to grow more heavy even as she was milked... the arousal feeding her production, though she wouldn't realize it until much later. She hisses as Vespira uses her tentacles to whip at her heavy breasts, but doesn't backtalk or even make an effort to ask her to stop.

Sinead was lost to the world by the time she felt her tits wrap around something phallus shaped. It was big though, and she managed to look down to see the gorgonian pushing a cock through her milk-slickened cleavage with ease... the plump flesh squeezing around it. She opened her lips, trying to greet the organ with her tongue, though as the tentacles continued to pump her pussy, it was all she could do to keep her mind, let along pleasure her properly. Even so, her attempt showed that she was really trying to satisfy her...

The whips slowed and soon were caressing over the red welts they just recently made, sending a pins and needles sensation followed by a steady warmth. The tentacles fucking her climaxing folds slowed and eventually stopped, remaining deep inside the woman as the twin appendages swirl and coiled around each other over and over. Vespira lowered the agent to the floor, letting her lay on her back as she continued to rub her cock between her swollen globes.

The Gorgonian slid her cock in and out of Sinead's mouth. Her grip of the woman's hair would rock her back and forth, guiding the new slave on how to properly pleasure the sexual organ. "Mmm..." she hissed, rocking her hips as she gazed down at her lovely prey. If the alien woman's sounds were not enough, the thick phallus pulsed and throbbed against the agent's tongue. The human would feel it grow hotter and swell between her lips as it dribbled precum into her awaiting mouth.

The agent groaned as the cock filled her lips, the last powerful shudders of her orgasm washing over her as she was guided to the floor... still feeling the things wriggling within her pussy... sending small flecks of her juices out to coat her reddened inner thighs. With what little strength she had left she tried to arch her back and shimmy her breasts and belly against the lengthy cock that was working between them.

She wanted to hate herself for giving in... for enjoying being used like this, being a fuckdoll for someone with so much power over her. Her defensive mechanisms had kicked in though and she just kept repeating that this was the only way to survive... to give in, to enjoy it. It couldn't be so bad... she was being pleasured... being used in new and exciting ways, she tried to tell herself. On the surface, she was mostly gone... obedient but a little glassy eyed.

The small scales covering her hardened shaft continued to stroke back and forth within the valley of cleavage. The tendrils tightened around both breasts, causing them to seal around the alien member. The swollen globes felt heavenly around her phallus, sending waves of heat and tingling pleasure through her loins. It pulsed and throbbed harder and faster with each thrust Vespira made. The heated tip pushed deeper into Sinead's mouth, pressing the back of her throat with each long stroke. The Gorgonian was careful though, not pushing too hard to avoid damaging the merchandise.

"Ahhh... Yessss..." she hissed with pleasure, "Work the tongue slut. Do not fight it, jusst let your body relax and do what comes natural to your kind." Vespira reached down and stroked Sinead's cheek, admiring the lost look in her eyes. This one certainly liked to resist but deep down she was loving it all. Soon the question of why she should give in would become, why should she resist? This was just the first night in her Mistress's care. There was no telling what plans she would have for tomorrow or even the rest of tonight.

After a few minutes of forced oral, Vespira arched her beautiful form. Letting forth a sharp cry, a torrent of hot seed flooded into the agent's mouth. The thick ooze would run down the woman's throat lest she choose to choke. Her hand had a tight grip on Sinead's hair, ensuring she did not pull away until the alien finished with her orgasm. The cock was pressed all the way into the back of her throat, limiting where the seed could go as the entire shaft twitched and pulsed visibly before the woman's eyes.

Sinead did as she was asked... realizing that she should have been doing it sooner, likely, though her mistress didn't seem overly cross with her. The girl slurped noisily at the cock, tickling it's tip and bottom as they would pass with her tongue and trying to wrap it as far around as she could. Her eyes closed, she groans softly around the cock. As time passed, one might notice that her chest had swollen again... just slightly... suggesting that perhaps she was getting off on being used like this.

As Vespira spurted down her throat, her chest leaped around the cock, stroking it and milking it for a bit more inadvertantly. The young agent struggled to swallow everything that was given to her... managing, though only because her life somewhat depended on it. She gurgled and choked a little as the cum filled her constricting throat. Her resistance was gone... at least for now.

Every shudder and arch of Sinead's body felt wonderful. Every motion causes the woman's cleavage to rub and hug Vespira's climaxing rod. The agent struggled her entire load, some fo the excess trickling out of the corners of her lips. The alien woman would suddenly pull out, allowing the last few spurts to go on the slave's face. Hissing her satisfaction, the tendrils finally loosened and withdrew back into the alien's body. She sat up, letting her still erect rod hang over Sinead's exhausted form. Cum and juices dripped lightly down upon the fallen woman as the alien crimelord admired her work.

"You are not finished yet, sslut," she said, "Get up and clean it off. Tell me hot it feels and how much you love it. You exist for my pleasure and amusement. Perform well, I can ensure you will enjoy your tassks jusst as much as I do." Vespira's arched her body, stretching and swaying her voluptuous form. She could see that her pet's udders were already swollen with more milk. This one would truly be a productive cow that would love every minute of being one.

The girl nearly choked as she tried to swallow the crimelord's load... much of it working out around her lips and down over her cheeks. She coughed and gurgled past the cum filling her throat as she swallowed, trying to impress her mistress, though a part of her was dying at the same time. And then it was over... hot cum splashed across her face as it to baptize her into her new life. As the tendrils withdrew, Sinead tried to catch her breath, taking whatever break the Gorgonian felt generous enough to give her.

"Yuh... yes... mistress..." She managed in response to the new command. Sinead managed to rise back to her knees... mustering a bit more strength, though her legs felt like jelly by this point. The girl ran her tongue down the length of Vespira's organ, collecting hanging cum and her own juices, while using her hand to run along the other side and bring whatever it collected to her lips. She closed her lips over the head and sucked a little, only daring to look up for a moment to see if she was doing a good enough job.

The snakewoman hissed softly, enjoying the feel of the slave's lips and tongue upon her shaft. The agent was thorough and did not hesitate. Sinead would feel her Mistress's fingers stroke her short red hair, showing approval for the woman's performance. The alien woman would patiently wait, letting her pet feel every pulse and throb of the member that dominated her just moments ago. Slowly though, the cock would slide back into the alien woman's sheathe, giving less area for the woman to work. "Mmm... Wonderful," she cooed, her heated tip pulsing between Sinead's lips.

But soon, that too was gone and once again her form was purely feminine. She called for guards who arrived shortly to pick Sinead up and carry her away. It was apparent the woman was exhausted and this was too much fun to enthrall so early, especially with the rest of the squad still recovering. The human woman was taken to a large room with numerous beds, a quarters for slaves though better looking than just a plain prison. As Vespira tends to drop her slaves off at her establishments, the room would be all to Sinead's self for the time being. There was no sign of the rest of her squad and the guards closed and sealed the door behind after dropping her onto the floor. It looks like Sinead would be sleeping alone with only the drugs in her body keeping her company.

Sinead continued to lick until there was no question that her mistress was done with her... watching the phallus disappear back into the otherwise feminine form and looking up at her mistress. The girl wobbled and swayed on her knees as if about to fall over or merely fall asleep right there in front of her.

As the guards picked her up, she didn't struggle. She COULDN'T struggle, but she probably wouldn't have if she were able. As she was dropped rudely onto the floor, she managed to her knees... trying to preserve what little dignity was afforded a slave. Even so, she was only able to get to her feet and walk to one of the beds by leaning against a wall. She remembered hitting the sheets... and not much else, for much needed rest overtook the abused girl almost instantly.

The red head would wake after several hours of rest to the sound of the door opening. The agent would still have reminders of the night before still on and inside her body. Dried cum and milk were over her nude form and her collar was still tight around her neck. A saurian guard entered and took Sinead's leash, yanking it to get the woman on her feet. He left no time for the woman to get her bearings or collect her thoughts as he led her down the corridors leading to the showers. Unlike before, he did not join the woman and simply pushed her into the room and waited. A sharp hiss from the large creature sound his impatience and would not want to be kept waiting for Sinead to get cleaned off.

Once cleaned, the guard waited for Sinead to return to him before taking the leash once more and leading the slave to other areas of the ship. Sinead would feel her breasts tingle, the effects of the extract she drank still making her body produce milk. There was no sign of the snake woman from before, the slave left with only the guard as she was escorted to a slightly larger room. There were two rows of odd stands. The guard brought the agent to one of them, forcing her to bend her upper body over the padded stand. A spreader bar was attached to Sinead's ankles, ensuring her legs remained parted at least a bit further than shoulder width. More hooks and bindings were wrapped around the woman's body and legs to ensure she did not lift herself off the machine. Then finally, her leash was used to fold and tie both her arms behind her back with the excess used to keep her body from falling too far forward.

The small base she layed over only supported her, leaving her heavy breasts exposed and hanging in the air. The guard pressed a few keys on a panel and several metallic tendrils slid out from the floor. Two of the tendrils had large suction cups on the ends which quickly sealed over each swollen peak. Without warning, Sinead would feel a powerful suction on her tits, trying to draw milk from them while other tendrils proceed to squeeze and massage the tender mammaries. Behind the agent, long thick dildos moved into position. They glistened with lubrication as they both picked a hole and plunged right in. The rods would twist and vibrate, the sonic vibrations seeming to hum right into the very nerves of Sinead's inner walls. The computer would adjust to the woman's needs, pumping as hard and fast as needed to bring the agent to the highest points of pleasure. The more the woman was pleasured the more milk was produced, a truly profitable cycle.

Sinead awoke with a start. She was still tired... her body still ached badly from the exertions of the previous day, but she could at least move now. The redhead was fairly obedient with the guard... the image of her teammates being raped to death still prominent in her mind. She wanted to ask after them but got the feeling that, unlike Vespira, the guard probably didn't speak her language.

Sinead walked quickly with the guard to the showers... so glad for the opportunity to clean up that she didn't mind the rough treatment at all, and quickly set to washing every inch of her body as quickly but thoroughly as possible before the guard tried to pull her back. She continued to behave as she was lead into another room. There were several large stands of which Sinead couldn't guess the purpose, but as she was moved closer and closer to one, she figured that one way or another, she was about to find out.

The girl gasped softly as she was thrust down against one of the machines and strapped in... her toned legs spread wide at the ankles, She tested her bonds carefully as her arms were pulled back, exposing her slightly swollen breasts as they hung below her. As the tentacles appeared, Sinead realized what this was... wondered why she hadn't seen it before. It was a milking stand... and she was the cow. The young woman gasped as she felt suction pulling her breasts into the juicing globes... unable to suppress a couple soft cries of pleasure just from this experience. It was only seconds before she felt a pair of phallic extensions push into her sex and ass, however, the lube making her slick enough for the pair to easily slide in and pop out with slick little sucking noises, masked only by increasingly heavy breathing and uncontrollable cries of passion as the girl shuddered. She could feel her breasts churning as more and more milk was produced, even as it was stolen from her. She wouldn't run empty for a long time, at this rate...

The guard ignored the cries of pleasure and panted breaths, checking a few things on the panel before finally leaving the woman alone with the machine. The dildos performed with mechanical efficiency, the drilling in and out of each hole in perfect sync. The twin rods would rub against one another through the walls between them, the humming vibrations resonating with each other and through the woman's insides. Sensors in the dildos read how Sinead's body tensed and relaxed, using the data to zero in on her g-spot and saw the vibrator right over the bundle of nerves endlessly.

The tendrils wrapped around the agent's breasts squeezed and stroked, doing all they could to assist in the milking procedure. The suction cups chugged away, the clear cups now completely white as a steady flow of milk came out of Sinead's aching teats. Then threads inside the cups would begin to tickle and stimulate the glands inside the woman's tits, seeking to heighten her pleasure further even as the woman seemed to be losing herself already. The process was thorough. The milk was being drained as quickly as possible, no doubt filling some sort of tank under the floor or in another area of the ship.

Minutes passed and soon the first hour had passed since this insanity had started. Was she going to be milked for the entire day? Forever? Vespira nor any guards showed up to check on the helpless agent. Alone with the machine as it continued to maul and suck on her sensitive breasts.