Goro had been patient this time allowing the sensations to build. He knew that at this stage she would do her damnedest to obey though orgasm control could only be denied for so long before she would give in. He also knew that she could not match his stamina of course given how quickly and seamlessly he recovered.

But her efforts had been what he was mindful of Pretty much he wished to play with her a little longer today. In fact whenever he issued such commands it was either for his amusement when she was in a gang bang to see how long she would last before he allowed her to submit fully to her carnal desires or he denied her to prolong his enjoyment of her such as now.

He suck and licked her body, stroked and squeezed it, rubbed and tugged … he came at her again and again from various angles, his supple form shifting inside her, ridges one moment, feelers the next as he assailed that g-spot he could feel the throbbing nature rushing through her causing him to stop and just licked and suck while he allowed her to calm down some before flowing back into her.

This time when it felt as if she was getting close he brought his mouth near her ear, his tongue wriggling behind her ear. [color=#BF0000] “You may cum now.”/color] And with that he began to thrust vigorously inside her.

With her head being the only part of her body not submerged in green slime, Goro had free reign to touch his pet anywhere and anyway he pleased. Her body trembled inside the ooze, her hips jolting with each unseen thrust plunging into her body. "Ahhhnnn...Ooohhhnnn..." She groaned helplessly as every stroke left her body feeling numb. Her mind went blank as the ooze squeezed her fat udders. She felt lips on her precious g-spot, licking and sucking it in ways no human could ever reach. Her eyes fluttered and rolled back slowly. Thankfully, Goro slowed to let her continue enduring these wonderous sensations.

Alexandra was getting wound up tighter and tighter. Her hips began to rock forward slowly, losing herself to her desperate need to cum. When permission was finally granted, Alexandra's entire body arched as the slime flooded her depths. "Aiiiiiieeeeee! Master! Master I'm cummming!" She wailed as her juices squirt right into that green fluid. Her body jolt and shuddered as each thrust brought her higher and higher even as she was climaxing her brains out. She did not beg or complain though. She wanted this, needed this. She rode every orgasm for all its worth before the next one came crashing down on her psyche.

And now it had been one release after another. Goro allowed his Pet to be caught up in such bliss as he tended to her again and again until the pleasure became too much for her. He would leave her spent in bed, drawing away from her she was always dry and clean as if she bathed in his very body, only the scent clinging to her skin had been the only thing that had been left behind.

When she did wake though Goro was gone. He usually was. The Pet more for her benefit than his seeing that he could always let go of that mild TK ability that gave him a semblance of form. All he really needed was a bucket cast in the corner of a room somewhere.

Ri was present. The room was different though, furnishings were different most notably there was the painting suspended to the wall above a dresser across from her. The painting depicted what looked t be a series of spider webs though if she looked closely she could she the plethora of spiders in the branches of trees or gathered in the web itself.

Stone bursts of spiders had been common and she wore a silk gown of a midnight blue silk with silver spider webs on it.

Ri was present and gazed towards the collared slave as she woke. “Late last night we arrived at our destination and I brought you here.

“The Emissary has left a series of orders, the chief being that you assemble those weapons we picked up. Well four at least, he kept two. Once they are set up one each on four different ships you are to oversee the construction of Mecha.

“Also, until he gets back you are to obey Drez, the commander here as if the orders were coming from the Emissary himself unless they would bring harm or hinder the Emissaries objectives, though Drez may discipline you for not comply.

“Also the control of your collar has been given to me as well as the ointment which I will apply as you need. Imald is present as well so your training may continue too along with half a dozen or so of the elites, guards and more … Drez's people may not suit your needs …

“Now, come here and I will milk you. There are no machines here n this planet for such tasks,” he doubted she would mind. When she complied he swept the robe from her shoulders and took a beast squeezing it in his hand as the other he guided to his lips and began to see to her with slow licks and suckles, the milk of course would serve as an aphrodisiac to the Adda who seemed eager to start her day off ...

The agent woke up in a new room. She was even dressed in a silk gown instead of just being naked as usual. The gown and the painting seemed to have a spider theme to it though she had no clue what got Goro interested in such things. Ri was in the room as normal and immediately began briefing her on what was expected of her. The only new thing was Drez who she assumed was another Adda. Alexandra nodded obediently before Ri reached out and grabbed her breasts. "Ahhh!" She gasped as pleasure rippled through her body. The rough hands squeezed hard, spurting warm milk right into Ri's hungry mouth. The agent could only shiver and stand still as her arms hung loosely to her sides. She was just an object to be used by others afterall.

Ri drank the rather pleasant beverage and then some. The silk robe had been discarded in the end as that liquid nourishment had entered into his mouth arousing him to the point that he was seeing to his own needs as much as her own.

Adorned in the gown and slippers she was given the tour of the facility seeing various small six armed spider creatures complete with mandibles and possessing eight white eyes, six at the front of their heads, two behind it. They had silk spun armor so how that protected them was unknown, the armor had been little more than vests after all though they wore harnesses too with all manners of tools attache to it and blue globes.

These creatures weren't scientists but some sort of warrior she realized.

No milking stations and no one at the showers or ogling her while she ate. Meals were specially prepared for her, the cuisine of these creatures had been insects of various sorts that were still alive. Though they did not have to eat all to often they did not have a cafeteria and simply picked up the food they needed cocooning it and sucking it dry of blood at their leisure.

The scientists here looked human with elliptical heads and a much larger brain she had assumed. In the end though she was taken to see Drez in a rather dark room she could see the silver threads of a spider web gleaming in the little light that filtered into the room from the door. At the end of the room there were six red eyes … Drez … with the wave of a hand the lights turned on and she could see that while the smaller creatures were somewhat human in appearance that Drez was more spider with chitin instead of flesh.

He oddly possessed long white hair that dipped below his shoulders and had been adorned in fantastic silk garments. He had six arms and sat down a goblet of wine though seeing how his mouth was with the mandibles he was sipping it up with a straw.

“Ah, so you are the former agent. I have had a run in with an agent in the past, in fact,” he leaned forward in his seat which had been a portion of a spider's web. “It was this Nail that you were after. The Adda had nothing with it and showed up fairly late to the party. Of course you know all about that.

“But if there is still an interest to find her I'm sure it could be arranged if you are interested. But you have been assigned your tasks. I'm simply borrowing you for a little bit.

“Tell me, is there anything that you need to further your aims? If not then I will get to showing you a few things straight away.”

Assuming she would be dealing with Adda proved to be dead wrong as she was apparently in a facility run by a different species altogether. Alexandra was under a lovely afterglow after being taken by Ri through most of her morning. It was different walking around in a silk gown. Usually it was either her skin tight suit or completely when working in Goro's cruiser. The slave was given a brief tour which revealed how primitive these creatures were. Her skills could be useful here if these creatures had tech that needed work on. It was either that or she was sent here to be a sex toy which would come to no surprise to the russian woman.

She finally met Drez in his chambers. This creature was to be her master for the time being at least according to Goro's orders. Her eyes widen slightly upon the mention of Nail. That was so long ago and she could not even recall giving that information away. "That won't be necessary, Master," she replied, her eyes lowered submissively, "As you said, I am only a former agent now. Knowing where she is now would change nothing. I am to serve you until my Master, the emissary, returns." With that, the agent remained silent and waited for her orders.

“Yes, I suppose not. At best your Emissary as you put it might get her as another toy but the info will do little good. She was checking in on pirates that were working for me at the time. When Goro made mention that he had to clean up my mess so to speak it was easy to figure out that you followed after her.

“I do not have here anyway but I know who does or at least who did … come.” He sits the drink in the spider web he is sitting in as he joins her and Ri.

Escorting the two to a secure area there was something lurking in the shadows nearby on the ceiling. But what it was had been something that she had not been able t determine. Beyond the secured door locked with a key pad and a card reader was a factory. An assembly line that was mass producing androids. The sounds of machinery had been loud here and Drez lead them to one of the assembly lines.

“Goro has two things that interest me that he has for sale though one is the Mecha … the droids are good but can only be used as infantry. The Mecha offer greater versatility. There are the Enhanced weapons as well. Once the sale has gone through I will need you to adjust this belt to produce Mecha instead with the blue prints that are provided.”

He glanced at her as the machinery churned out the machines. “You may start once the sale has gone through and you have been contacted by your Emissary.

“It should not take long to reprogram this belt and get those guns set up before you go. Until such a time you are free to look around and I am told that your trainer is here too.

“I am only concerned with your work and my people will only step in if you are someplace you do not belong. For the time you can work on your martial skills until we get things worked out which should not take long, matters were all but at a conclusion and you task will not take long. Feel free to use my people in your training. Would you like any?”

Despite saying no, Drez explained what happened to Nail anyway. It was unimportant now. Even if she could find Nail, the agent was addicted to Goro's drug and she felt like she was broken inside at this point.

Alexandra's was tasked to prepare the machinery in this facility to mass produce mechs and set up the enhanced weaponry. "No thank you, Master," she replied to the offer of training partners, "I will need to look over the machinery if I am to complete the task in the alotted time once the deal is made. If there is nothing else, I will begin looking over what you have here." Changing an entire assembly line to build something completely different was not a simple task in Alexandra's mind. She needed to know how the line worked and if any of the programming could be altered or if parts needed to be changed completely.

If she was not allowed to do this or somehow managed to find the task easier than expected, she would then see her trainer and continued with that until it was time to get to work.

“There is nothing further. If you need anything just speak with any of my minions, they are mute the spider-like ones though the egg heads remain apart and can answer though with the others I am linked to them and can get you what is needed. That is all.”

She was lucky, the spiders did not seem interested in her sexually at least and given that they were mute they could not really command her if they were.

The assembly line was an easy fix she realized though the tech was far more advanced then what she thought that these creatures would need, at least the spider minions. She had some theories about them, that they were little more than dolls that could perform simple tasks. Controlled by Drez perhaps created by him too if he were linked to them. Of course she had no proof of this and had only heard of Drez through incomplete dossier when she was an agent. His species, whatever it was, had to be fairly rare since she had not know what it was or had heard what it was but none of that seemed to matter not even the over view though he fell sort of telling her what happened to her fellow agent it had seemed that he had been gloating a little about the matter.

Drez was uninterested in humanoid slaves in the sexual sense though the egg head creatures were none of them made a move on her though Imald did. And did often as she fought against the elite guard now since the students had been absent here. Even with the suit it was tougher and she split her wins and losses. If she won she was rewarded and if she lost she was punished so either she was screwed by her instructor or her opponent.

But it had only taken the day before the green light was given. The assembly line was an easy fix as it was just programming the computers with the information and blue prints of the Mecha scanning it into the system or using flash drives to transfer the information which was what she had to do lacking a hard copy of the blue prints.

The parts had to be swapped out and it occurred to her that the Mecha were probably going to be used by another species that were more up to speed with tech. The combat droids she came to realize when setting the Mecha programming up where actually combat battle suits as she had seen a creature that looked like a cat sized spider opened a hath at the back and went inside one testing the systems.

The Arachnids were probably the shapes she saw in the shadows. This had not effected her work though the Arachnids were smarter than she would have given them credit for … could it be that they were immature creatures of Drez's species? They were not humanoid but they could undergo a metamorphosis like a caterpillar into a butterfly.

The four weapons had been installed in three different freighters and one battleship. Drez was preparing for war it seemed quite obvious. Though her assignment this time around was simple. She was rubbed down with the ointment that nigh, the collar used to bestow pleasure to her for over a half hour Ri jolted and primed her body that remained hidden beneath that silk robe she was given to wear.

“You are ready for more now, correct?” Ri walked to her. “I suppose that matters little slave.”

He shocked her again as he loosened his pants freeing himself. “Need I command you further?”

The work kept her busy and when she was not working she was training. The difference between punishment and reward became unclear with Imald but Alexandra did not complain. The moment Imald's cock was inside her, she stopped thinking about anything else. The days flew by with Ri finishing those days with activating the collar. Jolts of pleasure short right into her brain as her body shivered. The woman groaned and slowly fell to her knees before the Adda. It was not the real musk but it was as close as she was going to get to having it. The woman stripped off her dress before him before slowly running her tongue up and down the length of that scaled cock. Her eyes were already unfocused by the sensations shooting directly into the pleasure centers of her brain. Like a good little slave, she associated obeying with feeling good and that was all she wanted to feel right now.

In the end perhaps her reward with Imald was actually his reward for training her so well, but none of that seemed to matter as all thought had been swept away as he took her with assured authority. He was rough at times, gentle at others though it was clear that he could brake her if he so wanted to. He never did, not physically at least. Perhaps he wasn't allowed though it felt like at any moment he would tare free of his cage and inflict as much savagery on her like a wild animal.

He did not seem to go gaga like many of the other Adda when it came t the Emissary after all though he did obey. Yet he saw fault in the Emissary but obeyed his wishes. Imald was as close to a heathen as the Adda were without actually being one given their Gods lip service … he did not believe that Goro was the Emissary of Vor but to speak out would have been blasphemy so he bite his tongue. What he was saying was bad enough or at least his attitude that it did not matter what he thought or that he hinted that there was a better way of doing things but followed his orders. His position perhaps kept the other Adda silent or too intimidated to act and Imald did not worry about Alex saying anything seeing how out of it she was most of the time. He was aware that the drug effected humans differently though it had affected him too it was less pronounced.

After all the drug made them want to prove themselves over others but in most cases he was the top dog around and everyone knew it so it was rather undisputed.

Even Ri saw this though now it was his turn to play the Master as Alex disrobed and came forth. The jolts of pleasure were near constant as she licked up one side of his cock and down the other. Two hands reached down to mold her breasts and the last had loosely been upon the back of the slaves head, pulling her hair back gently to cant her neck back when he was close to coming.

“Rise,” he commanded assisting her up and drawing her to the bed where he laid down and commanded her atop him, a mouth latched onto a breast and began to drink his fill of that milk, his hips rising up beneath her so that tip of his cock brushed against the outer folds of her body.

“Fuck,” the command was given.

Alexandra could feel Ri's cock pulse and throb with desire. It swelled and rose to full attention while her tongue traced along a vein. Her mind went blank with every squeeze and stroke of her pillowy breasts. Her hand snaked between her thighs, pleasuring herself while pleasing her master. The collar continued to pleasure her entire body at once, the collar adapting to Alexandra's needs and stimulating them just right.

She continued to give the alien oral until pushed away. The slave rose to her feet and was soon on top of the man. "Uuhhnn..." her eyes fluttered when Ri began to slurp away at her breasts, drinking her abundance of milk. Upon his command, Alexandra's hips dropped. The cock squished right into her warm soft depths. "Ahhhhnnnn!" She ground her hips, grinding the phallus against her tight walls as those scales ground her insides. Grabbing a tight hold, Alexandra's hips began to bounce up and down, churning her insides as her eyes fluttered wildly. Her face had a look of awe as she insides quivered and tensed up. She struggled to hold her orgasm in until Ri was ready but every fall sent dozens of scales stroking across her g-spot. Her hips visibly jolt with every motion now while the collar continued to feed her brain with commands of pleasure.

Could she hold out against the jolts of pleasure that triggered memories of that scent, perhaps not at it's strongest though it was undeniable as she rode over him. He slurped on a breast until the flow of milk had slackened and he had been forced to switch to the other though a hand stroked and played with her nipple pinching and tugging it.

A pair of hands latched against her hips driving up into her as she descended, that member throbbing and it was clear that if she had not brought him s close prior to this that he would have worn her out. Instead though she was able to hold off and felt the explosion of his rod within her depths she felt tiny claws pierce her hips as he continued to drive into her from below until they were both utterly spent.

When she woke it was in a room illuminated with a soft amber light and she rested on a stone slab, her wounds coated with the silver shimming strands of silk spider webs, the “doctor” if that was what he or rather it was had been a larger bloated spider with two yellow bands around it's abdomen. The eyes were yellow, six t the front and two to the rear of the head.

When she woke a smaller spider bites her on the foot injecting it's poison into her before scuttling away. There are numerous smaller spiders here with various bands and colors on the abdomen though no real tools from what she could see.

Do not be alarmed, it was the spider speaking into her mind she assumed. She had found the experience very sobering, very clear. That poison that was just administered to you is not lethal but allows me to communicate with you until your body breaks it down.

You have been slightly wounded, nothing serious though do not pick at the silks, they will eventually become brittle and fall off without a scar being formed.

Like this I can see into your mind, fleeting images. Your are a soldier but a scientist first so to speak. Perhaps I can seek your assistance …

Given that your are a Slave I realize that your options are fairly limited but how is your relationship with your Master?

The hot ooze filled her womb until Ri was spent. The agent was limp in his grasp, having taken over after her body grew too exhausted to move on her own power. Her cunt visibly twitched and trembled from the aftershocks that her many orgasms brought. Her entire body was bubbly and warm, the collar constantly telling her brain that she was breathing in that sweet wonderful musk. It was just a fake, a placebo, but she did not care as it made her feel so very good.

The agent woke on a cold stone slab as fangs sank into her leg. Her mind was filled with a voice as it explained what was happening. Alexandra shook her head slowly. She had no clue who was speaking to her and for what purpose. "If you can read my mind, you should know my situation. Why not speak to my master if you wish to hire my assistance, he seems more than willing to pass me to the highest bidder.," Alexandra replied. Her limitations were many. She was addicted to a drug and both he, Ri, and Imald have been fucking her brains out every moment they can. Her body could not resist them much less her mind.

"I doubt I would be much help anyway..."

I only get fleeting images … I lack the finesse to draw upon specific memories sadly. But I have no monetary wealth so to speak, nothing that your Master would be interested in anyway … well … perhaps …

The creature muddled over something. Perhaps it is best to speak to Goro directly though my poisons are not effective n amorphous creatures … I would have to speak through you or one of the Adda at the conclusion of your tenure here.

War is coming, that cannot be avoided at this stage.

Her days went more or less as planned. She assisted in setting up the assembly line and the weapons. With just being around she saw that the droids were battle armor for the spiders, the egg heads some sort of enslaved technicians and the creatures that were both spider and human were some sort of drones, warriors she guessed, probably cannon fodder of some sort.

Who they were going to war with and why had not been something that she had been made aware of and it was only the “doctor” that mentioned war at all.

Still, it was not in her duties to find out about this after all and it was a few days before Alex would be picked up. Goro, his elite guards and Alex had been brought before the doctor and again the slave found herself being bitten, just a sharp yet brief pain like a needle being injected into her.

My apologies for the little prick but I have a favor to ask of you and your Master as previously noted. I am hoping that you will translate for me. With war comes death, it is natural after all but I was seeking assistance. My kind is a rare caste and endanger of dying out, especially if there is war.

I have a favor t ask and that is looking over an egg sack of my young. They are of little value insofar as combat but they are good at repairing injuries to humanoid and insectoid creatures alike. I am willing to give up a few of them if they are watched. Baby sitting an egg sac is beneath your Master and to which I wish for you to watch over them. As a price for keeping them safe and transporting them to a world I have yet to disclose for obvious reasons I will give you ten of them.

When she translated Goro considered. “This is neither technical or has any bearing with military issues. What is your take on the matter, Pet? Could you perform the task adequately?”

He considered this and other issues, chiefly he knew that spiders had hundreds of young at a time so ten sacrificed in such a means would be a haggling point though he looked to Alex to see if she thought she was capable of handling it or had any special issues he had to consider before he decided on anything permanent.