The agent found the blue skinned alien still on top of her body as the blue skinned woman seemed to be more than intent to explore the redhead and see what a catch Ania had in her chambers. Minerva could feel the was tongue exploring more of her ear for a while before the blue skinned alien moved away.

Minerva let up a gasp as she found herself effortlessly pulled up on her feet and off the bed. The young woman quickly was spun around so she was facing the bed. Almost at once her wrists as she felt someone playing with the lock. However what Minerva could not see was that a key was not being used, the blue skinned woman was picking the lock using her own body. Within a moment Minerva finally was free of the restraint. Though for now the redhead was still in a gilded cage on this frigate.

Well with that combination on the door, I don’t think there is anywhere I can go. The agent rubbed her wrists as she looked around for anything that could help her. At the very least she would have a better understanding out the chambers were laid out before the alien returned.

Soon, in fact way too soon, Ania returned with some clothing that was draped across one of her tentacles. She gracefully deposited them down on the bed.

The cream colored dress left little for the imagination. Minerva hadn’t even put it on yet and she could see how little it would actually cover her. Not with that opening cut that seemed to be cut from the top all the way to near the bottom of the dress. Her legs would be exposed with the way the cuts were so high on the sides. The redhead blushed at the mere thought wearing something like that in a public setting. At least dress seemed to cover at least parts of her.

No…that fine…I guess. She looked down at the tanga she would have to where along with the nylon stockings. Could I at least get the opportunity to change in private. She was hoping to get a chance to get dressed alone and maybe another chance to find something useful.

"You're not really in any position to make demands." Ania noted with a somewhat amused expression upon her features, azure eyes shifting to the assortment of clothing briefly in admiration of the rather strongly enticing attire before settling back on the agent. "But I'm no monster and I do realize that the sudden change of your position might make you uncomfortable. I'll leave you to your own devices for the time being, but let it be known that you'll change in and out of your clothes again sooner or later."

She turned around, casting Minerva a somewhat longing sidelong glance before heading toward the entrance to her personal quarters in a graceful yet sensual display of her charms, the near skintight suit of armor flexing in all the right places as the alluring alien female got ready for departure. Stopping near the door she'd entered the combination in the access panel on their side, light of the hallway outside flooding into the dimly lit room. "You have five minutes. Knock on the door when you're done and I'll let you out."

With that her captor departed from the chamber, leaving the lovely red head behind even though she suspected that the woman might try something, anything to find a suitable escape route. The suite had been split into various sections, none of which were seperated by doors, only thin room dividers on two sides of them which left each and every room exposed to someone standing in the middle of their spacious quarters, the lounge which was more extensive than any of the other compartments.

Minerva would find that the bedroom ranked second in overall space, the king sized bed alone being approximately three by three meters in total. On either side were bedside tables which held nothing of value, in fact they didn't hold anything at all aside from a cherry colored lipstick in one of the drawers with a nearby note saying "The blonde".

On the far right were what appeared to be a smaller area reserved for relaxation, complete with couch, coffee table and flat screen television mounted to the wall. A stereo system was nearby, not a whole lot of music in the shelf above, however, several alien pieces and none from Earth as far as she could tell. Inbetween the bedchamber and what might pass as a living room had been a minor kitchen, although nothing that would aid in her escape.

No knives. Nothing that would come in handy in a fight unless she chose to pick up a fork although the remainder of her surroundings didn't offer up a whole lot either. A bathroom to the left of the bedroom with shower cabin and a lavish whirlpool was found here aside from other necessities. In the ceiling here appeared to be the ventilation system, too narrow for Minerva to slip through even if she managed to reach all the way up and remove the screws. This had been followed by the final compartment which was generally made up of cabinets with countless articles of clothing, some of which were even more revealing than her chosen outfit whereas some, such as the french maid costume stored inside, may have been far more humiliating to wear.

But in the end there weren't any weaknesses within these walls that would allow for an escape, not without actually leaving the room when the red haired agent took note of the less than hidden cameras scattered around the suite, most of which were positioned in the bedroom. By then the five minutes were running out although her captor hadn't asked her to step out just yet.

The alien warned to the was the redhead that she was not going to be able to make demands and expect anyone to carry them out. Still the blue skinned slaver would at least acquest to the agent’s request and give her a little time to be change alone. That would give Minerva a chance to look around for something, anything to help her get out of the situation. She just had to play along a bit longer.

The agent looked back at the blue alien made one last comment to her. The way Ania looked as she positioned herself, Minerva wondered how could this beautiful alien was able to roam free on this frigate. Right, I will knock as soon as I am done. I am sure I’ll be ready in five minutes. That comment would at least give the agent a little time to search around the apartment. And as soon as the alien left the apartment, Minerva immediately began to search for her way out.

Almost immediately, Minerva began to search the chamber, the most obvious place was the bedroom. That is where Minerva would hidden her stuff. Unfortunately for the agent she found nothing except some lipstick and a note whose meaning was vague. The redhead would have to file that away form the moment.

The agent quickly moved into what appeared to be a den of some sort. However there was very little that the redhead could be use. There was some music, but Minerva believed that most videos and music was probably stored in the ship’s computers. But there was little time to explore that as she moved on to the kitchen. A scramble through its silverware showed there was no knifes only forks and spoons. Apparently, Minerva’s captor was quite ready to entertain quests from the Directorate.

There was only to a couple of rooms left and the redhead was running out of options. The bathroom seemed to offer one avenue of escape, if Minerva was a housecat. There was a ventilation system, but it was way too small. That left just a large walk in closet. It was stocked with all sorts of clothes, though some were oriented towards things that Ania, most were oriented to very revealing outfits. There was a French maid costume, nurse outfit, a bunny outfit, a cat suit. It made Minerva quite aware that her outfit was not nearly as bad as what was in here.

The agent looked over at a nearby clock. Already the agent had wasted most of her time. Quickly the agent had to change into the outfit. The redhead quickly stripped out her flight suit, as she knew only by playing along would she would be to at least see the rest of frigate. And maybe then she would have the opportunity to escape or at least gather information.

The agent put on the barely there tanga before she put on her dark nylon stockings. She began putting on the very revealing dress but the redhead knew she was running out of time. Hopefully she would be fully dress by the time Ania returned.

Ania hadn't waited for the allotted time to expire as the heavy double doors to her quarters slid aside with a swish before the agent hit the five minute mark, keen azure eyes settling on the bare back of the beautifully sculpted red head caught up in the middle of things as the female alien stepped forward, a mischievous smile upon her features. "You're quite a sight, I believe the Captain will be pleased."

Slowly she began to circle the nubile woman, patiently waiting for her to dress up completely while maintaining their conversation. "Didn't find anything to help you out, did you? Oh, don't sweat it, my dear. I'm not one to underestimate my foes and figured you'd have a look around the very second I was gone."

She was being explored thoroughly from afar, her every curve ogled by the unyielding gaze of the high ranking slaver with particular attention bestowed unto her ass and breasts, lingering on the snugness of the fabric which displayed the lush peach of her hindquarters perfectly to the point an observant eye may even notice the crack at the center of her enveloped bottom. Dressed in an alluring manner Minerva would surely notice that she had an interest in their captive, a certain desire as her tail swished back and forth excitedly.

"Now come on, thanks to you we're no longer on schedule." When the agent finished they wasted little time in staying, an appendage seizing the beauty by the arm before she was being escorted outside. They descended several levels along their way as they traversed the frigate, passing through mostly similar corridors which would make navigating them again quite a hassle, leaving any indicators on the walls depicting their position behind at a brisk pace although Ania kept her lips sealed all the way to their destination.

What sight greeted them had been far from a dining hall. Instead Minerva came to face a fully stocked chamber of which the walls were a brilliant metallic shine, a workshop perhaps given the various utilities on a table near the other end of the room, aside of which was what appeared to be a contraction similar to a dental chair with additional restraints where the wrists and ankles would be, a grim foreshadowing of things to come.

An unusual scent lingered in the air, mildly displeasing like burnt toast or rubber as they walked in and the doors closed behind the two. Another slender alien stood bent over an item the agent would recognize, the same collar Major Sterling had worn around her neck though it wasn't an ordinary accessory by the looks of it, electronic parts being affixed to the inside of the piece via the great many enhancements made to the physically weak lifeform.

"Is the second one ready?" He raised his head, apparantly having missed their entry though he nodded swiftly in confirmation, a far softer voice than the brutes filling the air, almost soothing in nature. "It will be in just a minute, ma'am."

It was only then that the blue skinned temptress flashed a sly smile, releasing the agent at her hands before guiding her over to the nearby seat with a minor push. "Would you kindly take a seat and let the man do his work? I'm sure we won't take long to finish here."

The agent was still getting dressed when the double doors to the quarters slide open as the blue alien came confidently. Minerva gasped and held op the dress to cover up her breasts as she was still half naked having only put on her underwear and her stockings. The alien quickly began to circle the newly acquired agent admiring the view as she explained the captain of the frigate would be happy to meet her.

As Ania continued to observe Minerva as she finally moved to get dressed the rest of the way, the blue skinned woman explained that Minerva had been unable to find anything because Ania had made sure there was nothing to be found. It appeared that the alien had been one step ahead of the agent at every turn.

With nothing left to do, Minerva continued to get dressed, somewhat embarrassed that Ania was supervising her efforts to but on the dress. The redhead struggled to but on the dress as it fit very tightly around her body, making sure that every curve on the agent’s body stand out. The agent could not help but notice how the slaver continued to observe her every move. The way the alien’s tail swayed back and forth seemed to suggest that Ania was interest in exploring the redhead with more than just her eyes.

Ania quickly decided they needed to get back on schedule, a tentacle shot out and wrapped around the agent’s arms tying them together. Soon the pair began moving through the ship as a fast pace, making it difficult for Minerva to get a good look for the ship. Soon they had descended a few levels past where the agent first came aboard. The agent thought it was odd that they would put a dining hall so deep within the ship. She would have thought it was closer to the crew quarters instead of here.

When the doors opened, the agent found herself not in a dining hall, but what appeared to be a dentist room from hell. There were all sorts of utensils and tools that covered each metallic wall. In the middle of the room there was a dental chair complete with restraints to ensure whatever patient that was strapped in would not be able to escape. It appeared that Minerva was about to become the next patient.

As the two entered, Minerva could smell what seemed like burnt smell like rubber or toast. There an alien that did not appear to be same race of the female slaver or that of the brutes that roamed the ship. He seemed to be working on a collar, Minerva eyes focused on the object. It looked exactly like the collar that was around Major Sterling’s neck. It seemed that wanted to put that around the attractive redhead’s neck.

Ania quickly asked if it was ready and the alien quickly nodded his head. He barely seemed to acknowledge that the blue skinned slaver and the agent was in the room. More focused on his work.

Suddenly the tentacles released the redhead’s hands as another pushed the agent towards the chair. I-if it means that I have to have that around my neck I would rather not. Their was little the agent could do, but she did not want to get into that chair.

Minerva refused to comply and within mere moments felt the beautiful female leaning against her back, her large pillowy breasts touching her skin and whose alluring warmth emanated from there even through her suit of armor, slowly seeping into the agent. Meanwhile several tentacles embraced her wrists and ankles, before long even her waist as these lavender colored appendages usurped control over her body, that tongue she'd felt earlier sweeping teasingly over her tender neck. "I'm afraid you have no choice in the matter. You will need it for your uniform later on."

Another tendril swerved around the enticing red head, the tip sharpened and appeared to be much in the shape of a needle as it set down against a vein on her left arm, puncturing the skin without hesitation. There was pain momentarily before the sensation began to fade, numbed by a pleasant warmth that surged forth into that limb, almost soothing as the effect spread along her arm and into her chest only to fan out over the rest of her body.

Obviously the drug was akin to a muscle relaxant, generated by the blue skinned temptress herself as the injection worked its course, all details Ania wished for the agent to see and remember while her tentacles kept her from struggling, the appendages composed of pure muscle simply were too strong for the human.

Guided over to the table Minerva would find herself strapped in, her head affixed as well with additional restraints. She was bound to wait in her misery, that tingling delight derived from the drug a constant companion while the resident of the laboratory slowly finished up his work.

Suddenly his voice rang through her ears. "It is done. I can install the device right away." Several footsteps out of sight of the agent made it clear that he was approaching, the voluptuous female standing behind her still as she cast her captive a knowing, sidelong glance before nodding back at the scientist.

"Please do." He came closer, her fate imminent it seemed in case the collar did to her what it had done to Sterling, making her a compliant servant as it was doubtful the renowned Major would've switched sides that easily. But before he arrived Minerva felt another dull throb as another injection followed, the ceiling before her eyes growing blurry before the remainder of the room had been swallowed by darkness.

By the time she regained consciousness she was no longer strapped in, the stimulus of that drug diminished to a mere minimum although upon checking she was graced by the collar around her neck, irremovable it would seem as the slightest attempt yielded nothing but a stinging onrush of pain, but aside from that Minerva wouldn't feel any different than she did before the procedure took place. Ania stood beside her, tentacles crossed before her chest as she had been waiting here all along, the amount of time that passed since then an unknown. "How are you feeling?"

The agent’s resistance only earned the beautfle red head of the sensuous alien as she moved up behind Minerva. At first the redhead felt a warmth press against her back as soft massive breasts press against the agent’s flight suit. Tentacles began to wrap around the agent wrists and arms as well as her legs and ankles ensuring that that the woman would not be able to move. Another slightly larger tentacle wrapped around the agent’s waste ensuring that the alien had full control of the redhead. Uniform? Ah.. The agent could feel a tongue once again on her neck.
The agent struggled a bit at the tentacles as she attempted to free herself. She did not notice the additional tentacle that moved around her and began to reshape its tip into some sort of needle. AAH!! What the ??? The red head felt a sharp pain in her left arm. Minerva looked down and saw the tentacle pull away from her arm as the pain began to fade and her arm became numb. Soon the agent could feel that numbness begin to spread over her body. Uhhh….w-what did you do to me.

The agent soon found herself completely unable to move her limbs as the tentacles tightened around her. The muscles within the tendrils were more than enough to keep the redhead’s numbed body from doing anything to resist the efforts of the blue skinned alien. Minerva was in her compete control.

The agent found her body being moved effortlessly as to the table. The redhead soon found herself being strapped so she could not move any of her limbs, even her head was strapped in. It left her powerless as she could do nothing except feel the tingling that flowing through her body.
Minerva could hear the voice of the male in the room as he began making his way to the table. Ania leaned over the helpless agent as she gave the redhead a knowing look. The young woman struggled to attempt to move, but her limbs were too secure and too numb to move. You keep that away from me.
The agent made one last time to pull herself free from the table she was strapped down to. Her eyes opened wide as she felt something jab into the side of her neck. It was not as sharp pain due to injection she had received earlier. Her head fall on the table as Minerva’s eyes had gone blurry and she struggled to keep her eyes open.

Uhhh… The agent eyes had fluttered open as she sat up. Her body was quite weak from the drug, but she could move again. It was then that agent noticed that there was something around her neck. Almost instinctively the redhead reached up to pull off her new color. AHHHHH!!! Minerva felt a sting sensation that made her drop her hands and arms away from the thing attached to her neck. As she caught her breath, Ania asked a question. I would feel a lot better if this was not around my neck.

An amused chuckle rang through the air which emanated from the voluptuous female at her futile attempt to remove the device, revelling in the imminent fate of the red haired vixen. She grinned in a mischievous fashion, the two more or less imprisoned women soon to be alike with the collar fastened around their necks. "Well, you won't be feeling uncomfortable any longer when I've seen to you personally, Agent Rocha."

Suddenly her mind faded into obscurity as though the notion of these last two words activated something within the apparatus affixed to her neck, a mildly painful electrical surge funnelled throughout the entirety of her central nervous system, but by the time any realisation of the sensation had been perceived by her senses, she was no longer conscious and far from the person she used to be, having no recollection of the events which transpired here mere moments ago.

"It must be exciting for you to be here." Minerva awoke fully in the midst of a corridor, walking alongside the blue skinned woman with casual steps which brought them closer to their destination and from her perspective there was nothing wrong with what they were doing close to each other, that the alien wasn't a threat of any kind and more of an acquaintance she'd met along the way, apparantly a Lieutenant on the ship who served as an escort for the time being.

A massive influx of memories flooded her mind the instant she regained consciousness. Her past life in the Directorate had been erased completely, her knowledge of the organisation in general next to none aside from the thought that they committed evil deeds in the name of their supposedly noble cause and that their agents attacked alien freighters with human females on board for apparantly no reason in particular other than their own zealous efforts to keep their own kind isolated on their home planet without giving them any idea of the outside world in the depths of space.

They were still aboard the Gensou, an ordinary trading vessel suited for combat against the human incursion among other feasible enemies, currently on their way to a rendezvous point with another client. These people were honest merchants and workers albeit bestial ones as they passed by a smaller group of the massive creatures headed for one of the cargo bays, casting the two of them lecherous gazes.

But the reason, her purpose for being here wasn't to be part of the crew. Minerva had arrived to visit her husband, the Captain of the frigate in order to spend their first year anniversary together, uncaring of the fact that he wasn't human when they met over a year ago in a nightclub somewhere within the major metropolis of Vanejin VI. She was no slave, but the collar around her neck symbolised their eternal bond, replacing the wedding band in a sense though the scantily clad red head didn't think of it as more than the token of their mutual affection.

Yet somehow, something gnawed at the back of her mind, causing concern in mildest degrees although that may be the sheer excitement of finally seeing her beloved again after several weeks of absence. He did pour most of his time into his work, after all, leaving her behind prior to embarking on the more dangerous routes. "We will reach the dining hall shortly. Would you like a moment to freshen up before we see the Captain?"

The blue skinned alien merely chuckled as she seemed to be attempts of the redhead as she attempted to remove the color. Ania seemed to quite amused as Minerva’s situation, something that seemed to anger the agent even more. Not feeling uncomfortable any longer. A perplexed expression appeared on Minerva’s face. What are you planning to do to….

Minerva let out a shout as she felt a painful surge of electricity flowing through her body. The agent could feel the heat emminating from the collar. Though the attractive redhead could feel the pain and the heat, her mind had little time to process what was happening. Almost at once unconsciousness greeted young woman. The redhead headed dropped back on the table, her eyes rolling back into her head.

The first thing Minerva notice next was the sound of heels clacking as they echoed in the hallway of the spaceship. The young woman slowly became aware that she was walking down a hallway, a moment of confusion swirled inside the redhead’s mind. Why was she walking down this hallway? A somewhat familiar voice got Minerva’s attention. She looked over at the well-endowed blue-skinned alien to her left.

Suddenly a wave of memories came flooding into her mind as she became more aware. The young woman was a guest here to on board the frigate. She was the wife of the captain of this vessel and she had been able to the get special access to the ship for her one year anniversity. The young woman blushed a bit in response to Ania queston. U-um yes. Y-yes I am pretty excited, it seems like forever since I seen him.

The young woman continued with her alien companion as they made their way for the vessel. It seemed to be filled with all sorts of cargo. Several of the bestial looking creatures stopped the work they were performing, and started to look at the two women with lust filled gazes. Minerva could almost feel them mentally striping her out of her already skimpy outfit. She tried to walk on without them giving them any idea that she noticed.

She almost sub consciously reached up to read adjust the giant band that wrapped around her neck. Something stopped her for some reason and she decided that it was for the best to leave it alone for now. She wanted to be perfect for meeting her husband as she had not seen since he had come to port several weeks ago. Ania seemed to notice her nervousness and asked if she wanted to freshen up first.

Yes, if I could. I want to look my best when we will see the Captain. As great of a moment at this was, something disturbed the redhead. She could not place her finger on it, but there was something wrong about the scenario she found herself in. But there was nothing she really identify, just a gut feeling. Maybe once she had freshened up she would feel a bit better and less nervous.

Somehow the tender crimson shade upon her cheeks seemed cute, but considering what they were headed for Ania merely smiled warmly in response, knowing fully well the technicalities of the matter at hand. "How romantic of you to come all the way out here to see him. I'm sure he's just as excited as you are, in fact he got distracted throughout the day on numerous occassions when thinking about your arrival."

Ania noted the lecherous gazes of course, paying them little mind since she could singlehandedly defeat them with barely any effort though she decided to adress Minerva despite her blatant attempt to ignore them entirely. "Don't pay attention to them. They're simply not used to seeing women on their long flight routes and tend to be a bit .. entranced when they do. It's nothing unusual."

She nodded in response to her desire to freshen up, leading the beautiful red head into another corridor depicted as residential suites prior to stopping before a pair of closed doors, swiftly typing a three digit combination into the access panel beside the entrance which opened the path inside. She made no secret of the combination that time around, Minerva felt no urge to break free after all and while the code would've been easy to remember she would probably have little use for it in the long run.

"I have to apologize for the premises in advance, my fellow officer doesn't always make for an ideal entry." The room they entered turned out to be an adequately sized chamber with a single locker, desk and rather spacious bed, the latter of which had been an unorganized mess as though someone had gotten out of it in a hurry and forgot to make it before leaving. "These are the quarters of our only other female staff member, her doors are usually open for me on a busy day and I'm sure you'll find everything you need to freshen up in here. Will five minutes be enough?"

An adjacent bathroom would serve her purpose as Ania gestured in that direction, leaving her to her own devices while walking over to the nearby intercom, establishing contact with someone else aboard the ship and while Minerva couldn't grasp every word of what was being said, the name Sterling seemed to ring a bell.

Naturally she remained ignorant of its true meaning, but instead found that the preparations to look as good as possible for her husband appeared to ease the tension in the air, namely her unfounded worries and concerns throughout the time spent on improving her appearance. Numerous perfumes were placed in the cabinet above the sink here, allowing for an alluring enhancement if she chose to pursue that route though her thoughts were increasingly guided by more carnal desires.

Their anniversary had arrived and was bound to be something special after several weeks of neglected bodily needs, neither of them fully satisfied in their prolonged absence and sleeping alone at home simply didn't feel quite as great as sharing the night with her beloved in their mutual fondness and privacy of their bedchamber, the thought alone reminiscent of their purely lust driven honeymoon where they never were short on pure, undiluted bliss.

The blue skinned alien smiled warmly at the young redhead, making Minerva feel a bit more in ease about being the frigate. Really??? He was that excited about me arriving?? She could not imagine being that distracted, of course the young woman was not running a ship like her husband was doing. After all Minerva was only a guest on the ship, here to meet her husband on his voyage.

Ania seemed brushed off the looks of the crew, explain that they don’t get to see women very often and were excited to see them. Minerva nodded her head as her voluptuous host took a detour on board the ship. Soon the pair of females had moved away from the cargo bay and those devious stares in the girls’ direction.

Soon the pair found was themselves in a smaller hallway that had many doors on either side, clearly an indication of the crew rooms aboard the ship. For the redhead, Minerva found herself having a sense of déjà vu. It seemed a bit unusual for someone who had never been on a ship like this before. Still Minerva shook it off and waited patiently for Ania to punch in the combination to enter the room. As soon as the combination was opened the doors slid open and revealed a small chamber for a single person.

The room appeared to be a mess with everything scattered everywhere. Ania seemed to be not surprised about the state of the room explain that the owner was sometimes too busy with cleaning the room before leaving. I think I can make due. I might need a little bit more than five minutes but I will try to hurry. The young woman began to look around to find what she needed to freshen up. Fortunately there was a bathroom nearby that did not appear to be in the same shape as the room.

The redhead began to make her way to the bathroom as Ania seemed to move over to some sort of intercom system. As Minerva began to get ready, she could over hear the blue skinned alien’s voice. The words were difficult to make out almost as if Minerva could not focus on them. However she did recognize the name Sterling. Why would that name seemed familiar to the redhead?

The young woman dismissed the thought as the turned to the mirror. She had already prepared for today, so this was really an opportunity to do some touch ups. Minerva sighed though when she saw that one tuff of hair that always was out of place. The young woman reached began doing what she could to comb the hair and force it to once in its existence to behave. Stubborn as ever, that one tuff of red hair was going to remain stick out only acquiescing to being molded into bending around instead of sticking straight out.

The redhead still wondered what it would be like once she was alone with her husband. She had not seen him in at least several weeks, almost a month by this point. She hated to be so long away from her beloved. Still they would be together soon, and the redhead could not wait for what would be happening once they were alone. Still the redhead did feel a nagging feeling that something was not exactly right about the situation.

"In that case I will notify my fellow officer that we'll arrive later than planned. It really is no trouble at all, I didn't mean to rush you." Minerva retained minor snippets of information regarding her former self although without reference to anything specific they resulted in nothing save for an odd feeling of familiarity with several oddities such as Sterling.

Her personality had been fine tuned to perfection even while the red haired agent sought to improve her appearance to the fullest before meeting her husband, slowly erasing any concern from her mind while implanting the suggestion that nervosity alone after staying away for weeks had been the cause for any measure of unease. But the programming didn't simply end there. Somewhere aboard the frigate technicians analyzed every single thought, every sliver of doubt and responded accordingly, adapting the collar to suit their wishes.

Secretly the alien female conversed with them and the Captain at the same time, making the necessary preparations as to ease each and every one of those involved into the situation. Nothing was supposed to seem out of place to the converted agent while the technology altering her mindset remained in its infancy.

Slowly temptation began to envelop the shapely vixen, filling her with the desire to spend time alone with her husband, to seduce him with her charms the very moment they had time only for themselves, unwilling to wait for his daily duties to end. Lust filled her loins at the slightest thought of her beloved then, nothing overwhelming although she yearned for his bodily warmth, craving his presence, even her nipples hardened beneath the sparse fabric of her top once her arousal had reached a certain threshold.

Several minutes had passed before Ania finished speaking with the intercom and walked over to the bathroom, knocking on the doorframe, the door itself already slightly ajar when it became clear that the guest of honor wasn't taking a shower. "Forgive my intrusion, but are you finished here? The Captain has asked me to bring you to his personal quarters. He doesn't wish to dine together with his crew on such an important occasion and has requested that your dinner be brought to his suite instead."

Thank you. I will not take very long. The young woman nodded as she returned to getting ready to see the Captain. Still there was something that was off about what was going on. This Sterling person sounded familiar, but that could not possibly be right as it was first time she had arrived on board.

The young woman dismissed it as nervousness she had probably just thought she had heard of a Sterling. She probably meant him in a bar or something. Minerva was probably just so worried about being on the ship the first time that had just assumed that this Sterling person was someone she had meet before. She took a deep breath as the young woman took a moment to collect herself and try to push off the nervousness and try to finish preparing herself for meeting her husband for the first time in weeks. The redhead wanted everything to be perfect.

The band around Minerva’s neck began to change color. Where at once black it began to change a more purple color. The wedding neckband that the young woman was not only a symbol of her love with the Captain. It also displayed her mood and it was beginning to display her lust as she thought more of her husband. At least that is what the young woman had thought.

Almost at once she could feel the desire beginning to build inside her. She hoped that his duties could end fairly soon or at the very least not have to perform any duties after dinner tonight. Minerva wondered if she could perhaps persuade him to hand it off to someone else. Just the thought of seducing the Captain and rubbing against his warm body seemed to excite the attractive redhead. Already she could feel her nipples hardening not realizing how much she was showing how aroused she was to those around her.

Eventually, Ania had knocked on the door, before opening it just a bit to check on the redhead’s progress. Ummm, yes, I’m finished. Her beloved wanted to see her now and not for dinner, but the main coarse as far as the redhead was concerned. She blushed a bit. He is quite forward isn’t he, I guess he always knew what he wanted. It is part of the reason why we married.

"His honest and direct attitude makes him a better Captain than most. I for one consider myself proud to serve under his command even though we're merely a simple trading vessel." Slaver and Smuggler as well, but Ania didn't wish to ruin the illusion of her perfect marriage, having a hard time ignoring the blatant arousal which filled the former agent. "I don't mean to offend, but should he be only half as good a husband as he is Captain, you must be the luckiest woman alive." The blue skinned female gestured toward the door with a mild smile. "Shall we? His quarters aren't far from here."

Soon they traversed the hallways again and ended up before another set of double doors at the very end of the corridor, the frame embellished with decorative golden ornaments of serpentine creatures which were beautifully carved into the metal itself, marking the following rooms as his. Beside her the voluptuous beauty entered the necessary combination to enter, knowing the digits due to her position alone which had been relayed to the woman through her collar in case she had any suspicions regarding the faithful nature of her dearly beloved.

Inside Minerva would find an incredibly spacious lounge with several doors leading to adjacent rooms, a long glass table in the middle with multiple chairs on either side, the single chamber already larger than the bedchamber and bathroom she previously laid eyes on combined. But no sign of her husband for the time being, something her escort sought to clarify as Ania cleared her throat. "The Captain will be here shortly. His path from the dining hall to here will take him a little longer than us, I'm afraid."

Before long Ania bid the red haired temptress farewell before departing, loathing her inability to entertain herself with Minerva straight away, but all in due time. In the meantime more details were imparted on her mind, the Captain who went by the name of Orm Embar, his surname Rocha due to her wish to retain her family name after their marriage as more and more aspects of their time together appeared before her inner eye until several agonizingly long moments later the doors to his suite opened in a near silent swishing sound.

Slowly the colossal male emerged from the doorframe and stepped inside without hesitation, standing proudly at roughly seven and a half feet in an upright posture which allowed Minerva to see all of her husband in full glory, a true tower of a man.

His draconic features were strongly masculine and well defined as was the rest of him, his entire face aside from a diamond shaped area around his eyes lulled in pitch black coloration, the dark shade being something the woman would recall as tattoos which spread over the majority of his body in a marvellous display of body paint. His natural body color had been a soothing light grey and his eyes were fiercely narrow orbs of the same hue which currently resided on the alluring red head, his uniform composed of an overcoat, buttoned shirt and pants though his clawed feet weren't befitting of any footwear she could imagine, hence he wore none.

He had been blessed with rippling muscles which flexed with his every step when he decided to approach, one of the most supreme specimen Minerva ever laid eyes on throughout her entire life, powerful arms which could keep her safe and on other occasions pin her down to the sheets whenever she sought to bed with him. A mighty tail extended from his lower waist, measuring more than an entire foot in diameter at the root before growing extremely narrow at the tip while extending several feet in overall length, the extension of his body nearly as long as he was tall and covered in rough reptilian scales.

A small tuft of black hair graced his scalp, descending along the back of his head in a straight line for what little he possessed he'd grown for a long while. In the end two thick horns protruded from his skull, giving his appearance an even more menacing touch.

Inevitably her gaze would fall to his groin, an impressive bulge molding itself against his pants from underneath and it was unknown whether he was aroused or naturally that big, but before she could think too deeply into the matter he finally stood before her, his large and clawed hands gently settling upon her hips, his concealed manhood pressing into her crotch in their closeness, emanating an intense warmth while the doors closed behind him.

"Welcome aboard my ship, Minerva." He spoke in a deep, guttural voice, his features twisting into a grin as he looked down upon her. "I've been thinking about you all day."

Minerva’s alien companion had nothing but praise for the Captain and how he ran the vessel. Ania seemed to be considered to be lucky to be working on this vessel. Then she when on to explain that if she must be the luckiest woman alive to be married to him. T-thank you. That is very sweet of you to say that. The blue skinned crew member then directed the young woman to the door. Please lead the way. I am very eager to meet him. Though Ania already knew that by looking at her.

The pair began to travel a little ways down the hallway until they were arrived at a set of double doors. Without even being told, the redhead knew this had to be her husband quarters. Just by looking at the golden serpents that had been carved into the metal doorframe. Ever the proper host, the voluptuous blue skinned companion entered the combination so that Minerva could be let into her beloved quarters. Minerva turned to Ania and nodded, Thank you for bringing me here, Ania.

The young woman found herself in a huge lounge with multiple doors that lead to other rooms in the captain quarters. The main room had a long glass table that multiple chairs for entertaining guests. It was perfect for a romantic encounter for the between the beautiful redhead and the Captain. She nodded to Ania. Oh he was already at the dining hall, I fill a bit guilty then in asking to come back to his chambers.

However, Ania had to depart to perform other duties and the two women had to bid each other farewell. The redhead was left in the quarters, giving her a bit of an opportunity to explore the various rooms. All the while memories came flooding through about Orm and how he took on her family name just for her. She simply could stop the images that were flowing through her mind. Before she knew she heard a swishing sound of the doors opening.
The redhead is watched as a huge male alien stepped into the doorway. He was well over the size of even the biggest basketball player that Minerva and was walked quite proudly as the Captain of this vessel.

As the fine specimen of alien husband approached she could see an massive bulge in his pants. The redhead let out a gasp as his massive hands grabbed her hips. She could feel his massive member pressed against her own body as warmth bled through the thin materials between the two. The doors soon left them alone from the rest of the ship.

Minerva looked up at him as he spoke in a deep guttural voice. I know, my love. I have thinking about you since you arrived in port. A bit confusion appeared on her face as it didn’t sound right, but she quickly shook it off. And now we have all night together.