There was not too much changed in her schedule. Keep training and working on the Enhancer. The ship would be equipped with this new weapon before more are produced. The Enhancer could supposedly enhance anything though so far she had only seen it mentioned with weapons and tech. As for the countermeasures, there were not really any she could think of. This thing defied most rules of science she knew of.

Ri was apparently forgiven and now allowed to have sex with Alexandra when he pleases short of what Imald did with her during training. Ri was no doubt happy about that though she was uncertain how forceful he would be. For now though, Goro wanted to finish what he started the day before. Alexandra layed on her back and spread her legs wide as the slime monster engulfed her body in green ooze. "Uhhnnn.. Yes, Master," she moaned, already shivering with anticipation. With more sex and more musk filling her head, switching the slave to sex mode was nearly instantaneous.

Orders were relayed, an over view of what was to come in the next few days. It was not as if he were rewarding Ri, just that he was seeking to minimize how often she had been used so that he would avoid her from physically braking. Every so often he would have some maintenance done on her though he wasted little time now.

Goro kept busy but he also liked to have his fun too and with it being cut short last night he fully enjoyed her today, taking her right there on the floor, slime surging into her as he saw to each of her breasts thoroughly so there would be no need for the milking station this morning.

Slowly he pressed into that chasm, slowly he took her this morning for longer than normal. No hole was neglected. No position seemed to have been forgotten as well. He pressed her to the very edge of her limits, pulled back to allow her to rest then went at her again until eventually as the morning concluded he would finish her off.

Suffice it to say there was only a little work she had to do that day seeing that there was little time before after the evening meal she found herself in the same position with Goro, often on her back. This time, however, he was quicker in exhausting her.

Ri was close at hand if she ever needed a fix though the order was given that she was to be left alone for the most part. There was one daring tech that felt her up a bit though she had to go to Ri to finish the job seeing that he would not violate orders.

Doctors visits, Enhancer, working on stolen notes, weapons training. The rest of the week had each night ending the same with Goro exhausting her sexually. But now she had been facing that same student, two arms behind his back, one of which had been the arm injured last week. Alex was armed again and Imald watched on.

“You have been getting a little better. Show me.” And he nodded to the student that was eying her, searching for an opening though not so quick to rush things this time it seemed that he was waiting for her to make the first move.

Her days fell into a routine once again. She was expected to work and not just fuck every member of the crew. Goro sought to her needs at the end of the night. The musk filled her senses through the entire day, priming her body for the insanity that came at night. Ri did not really push for sex so once again he was left with little time with Alexandra. The agent simply would look forward to the sex with her real master which made her tremble just thinking about it.

Imald was a different story. Success or failure, she found herself impaled on his rod and groaning out his title with each breath. The older Adda certainly had experience in more ways than one. But, Alexandra was improving at least. She still fought without her suit as she was uncertain what she would be fighting in the future. This made battling an Adda in hand to hand rather difficult as she had her human limitations.

It was another round with the Adda that beat her before. Alexandra had her knee ready as she saw her opponent was waiting for her to make the first move. Alexandra dashed forward as was expected from being trained by an Adda only to suddenly weave to the right to go along the Adda's flank. She would duck under any attacks made by those two arms and use her blade to slice deep into the arm. With a real blade, Alexandra was not willing to stab the body for fear of killing the Adda male.

Eyes were upon her as she sprang into motion as reckless and straight forward as any Adda. Few had worried about defense and such tactics were generally learned by only a few oddities. Thus as she came forward her opponent came at her meeting her half way as he slashed she twisted to his side having gotten the timing down of his movements.

The knife dragging against scales she caught him in the arm once again though the wound would have been deeper had he not seen the movement at the last possible instant drawing that limb back. He hissed and wheeled towards her, a third arm coming out from behind his back as he set the injured arm behind him until Imald halted the action having the student use the injured arm instead before resuming them.

This time the student rushed straight ahead, hunched over as he swung the blade in front of him in a wide arch when he neared, the target area her forearms, a thin stream of blood beading up on the injured limb that still seemed useable.

The cut was shallow but the Adda did not seem to care. He was forced to continue using the wounded arm though as the student rushed Alexandra and launched his own attack. Being far stronger than the female slave, blocking was not an option. She instead ducked under the attack and stabbed the arm as it went by. Her heart was racing as these were real weapons that could very well kill her if she made a mistake. All she could do was keep disabling those arms until the instructor stopped the fight.

Adda thrived off o danger. In training they used real weapons, if injured it taught them to do better next time though no Adda wished to tell the Emissary that they destroyed his property they had only pulled back a little.

Training accidents occurred. That was a way of life with the Adda. They had their share of fatalities.

Though Alex ducked, fighting the student often throughout the week as well as other Adda she had gotten a sense of his timing and narrowly got beneath the blow. She came up sticking the student in the arm, the knife clattered to the ground though he swung at her jaw with the other. Since he was stepping back as he did so there would not be much power behind the blow but his knife arm now hung limply at his side. Still Imald had not stopped the contest watching on.

The blade sank into the arm, making the Adda drop his weapon. Thinking she had the advantage, Alexandra did not even see the other hand come around and crack her right in the jaw. The blow was quick and light but it hit her jaw, sending her brain rattling inside her skull. Her legs wobbled and grew weak as she tried to hold her weapon steady infront of her. The fight was not over? But the Adda's arm was useless now. Was this going to be enough fight to the end like the Adda guarding the bridge?

The Adda moved back which telegraphed how hurt he was seeing how he had not leaped to the immediate offensive. He was hurt, that arm dangling though the blow had rattled her, it took him a second to realize this causing an embolden Adda to rush forward.

But like a boxer that had been rattled when his opponent did not press the advantage at once she had time to recover her barrings a little before he realized that she had not pressed the advantage at once. A desperate attack may have saved him but she was still in possession of a weapon.

Imald had not called the fight off. He had tended to do so when one of the Adda had the advantage over her as if he were taking some care with the Emissary's property but knowing that Goro didn't care about Adda loses, besides, it was normal for Adda to perish in training assignments.

Her opponent targeted the shoulder holding the knife with a punch hoping to get her to drop the blade at least following this up with a quick front kick if it proved to be successful otherwise he would try to draw back before that knife became a factor.

Alexandra shook her head free of the cobwebs while the Adda held back. By the time the warrior attacked, the slave was steady on her feet. She pulled away from the punch and tried to counter only to have the Adda draw away as well. The agent pushed her attack, closing the distance before making a stab for the shoulder of the undamaged arm. If this Adda was just going to keep attacking, she will just make it so he has no options left to attack with. She would follow the stab with one aimmed at the Adda's lead leg, hoping to slow him down if proved to be too elusive to connect a hit with.

There was a deep hiss as the blade sank int his shoulder though he immediately went for a head butt given the thick cushion there Adda males of the warrior caste tended to butt heads as they challenged one another for mates. Of course if she evaded contact or remained conscious she would have it easier now as the first arm was useless and this one was practically so. His options became far less viable just legs and head at this stage.

The Adda student was in obvious pain. The blade had chipped a bone in his sholder giving him little movement in that arm though depending the results of his attack and her intention of dealing with his legs she might actually slow him down and make it impossible to keep up with her this time around.

Her blade sank right into the Adda's shoulder. That was it for that arm but that did not stop the warrior from crashing his skull against Alexandra's. Her vision flashed black and white as she swayed weakly. Her fingers slipped from the knife still embedded in the man's shoulder as she fell to her knees. Her arms were limp to her sides as she eyes showed she was in a complete daze. What will the Adda do with no working arms?

The warrior, bleeding from both arms prepared to smash heads with her again as she dropped to her knees in front of him seeing that she had not gotten back far enough from him.

“ENOUGH!” The student bowed to his Master then dropped to one knee breathing heavily, another student assisting him off to the infirmary. For the time being Alex had been allowed to clear her head a little.

But she was not to damaged as far as Imald had been concerned. “You have begun learning timing. But you forget that he is Adda and has attack options that a human does not. Next time you will remember. Today you get a seven.”

That was the highest she had managed to obtain thus far. It was 4 and 5 that she often came away with. He was busy doing the math, something simple for her but not something he had to do so often.

“Five?” He checked the math in his head again and seemed to be content with that. Reaching down he squeezed a breast getting her to her feet and drawing her against his body as she could feel the large Adda spring to life. Two hands were already squeezing against her ass cheeks, the there two of her breasts, one being guided into his mouth as he begun things by suckling on it.

Her score had improved but she still lost the fight. Alexandra's head was pounding after that headbutt. Still on her knees, Imald wasted no time in doing some very loose math and getting started with the slave's punishment. "Ooohhnnn..." Both breasts were squeezed, causing milk to spurt from her teats while two groped her ass, lifting her up off the floor. Alexandra's legs wrapped around the trainer. Her body arched, offering the Adda her luscious globes. He sucked on her nipples, draining them of their milk as it aroused him further. She could feel the beast growing erect against her body. "Please Master," she moaned, "Teach me... Punish me..."

Teach he would as the large Adda moved her to a wall pinning her against it as he drained from one breast then the next. That rich taste drawing out his arousal, his hands moving off her ass to cradle her hips before pressing her t that wall. One hand freed himself guiding himself to the heat of that portion of himself where he gripped about half of his length as he pressed into her until his hand touched upon her then drawing back.

At first he pressed into her slowly then hastened those movements as their bodies drew together.

“An Adda will keep fighting until the order is given not to fight or he has failed in the obvious objective. Do you wish to try for a better score today?” His thick cock pressed inside her with more force as he continued to carve out her innards with each thrust inside her.

"Ahhhnn... Ohhhnn... Master," she moaned as her body slide up and down against the wall. She wanted to prove herself but, if the Adda was just going to keep going at her, she would have no choice but to kill him. Though Alexandra certainly killed a number of Adda back when she was working as an ADD agent, it was a bit different when that Adda was a member of the crew. The woman may be drugged and fucked stupid at times but, she was not a cold hearted killer. She was not going to kill someone she was essentially working with.