Still in the nude, the woman was walked on her hands and knees through the city. It had been a very long time since she landed on any planet and not be thrown into some deadly mission. Aliens gazed at her but that was no hope in hiding herself from their many eyes. Despite the situation, her body felt so good as her mind kept telling her that she was breathing in that wonderful drug. Her nipples were erect, her sex glistening with her nectar. As long as she obeyed, her Master would make her feel good.

Alexandra rose to her feet when ordered and began walking around the store. She was reluctant in going very far with the other customers leering at her. She was to find herself clothes so that was exactly what she was going to do. Escape was not an option. If that mental placebo wore off, she would not last long at all. There was also the matter of being completely naked in an alien city. The monsters would eat her alive if they spotted a rogue slave.

The slave searched for clothes that would fit her and perhaps cover her up better than nothing at all. This being a sex shop, it was doubtful she would find any clothes that she would ever want to wear.

She wisely stuck near her Master noting that there were other customers that moved to get a better look at her, one even following her. It was as if they were searching for an opportunity to pounce but with her Master more or less in view or within earshot none seemed daring enough to ascend upon her.

The clothes that were in the shop were few and all tailored towards sex. Dominatrix suits, nurses outfits, skimpy leather skirts and tight tops, lingerie … most of this stuff had been designed to be used in the privy of the bedroom so finding presentable clothes would be a challenge.

When she had made her selections, he had not even bothered to gaze at her selections and had a few things of his own, additional “flashes” for his injector that he purchased when he brought Amanda to such a place.

He took her selections and placed them near his own, a hand pressing on her shoulder to get her to kneel again, perhaps he had wanted her to stand to keep a better eye on his slave.

You may earn the right to walk upright again by sucking this man off, he was so casual about the matter though leaving it up to her and surprising the shop keeper with that revelation as well, a young alien that was broad, with dense brown skin and orange eyes. The choice was up to her, it had not been a command though it did appear that he had been amused by offering the choice.

If there was attire that could at least cover her, she would take it and add it to the purchase pile. Beyond that, Alexandra just stayed close until it was time to cash out. The agent fell to her knees when forced to do so. Her master then suggested sucking the store owner off. It was not an order be it may as well be as walking would be better than crawling. She could only assume this was either for his amusement or to lower the price of the goods.

Alexandra slowly pulled out the alien's cock and began licking it before wrapping her lips around it and sucking deeply. By this point, she was more than use to being commanded to suck a cock like the slave she was.

Fafner observed the agent, there had been no hesitation in her that had further told him of how thoroughly she had been trained up. Other patrons watched the lewd sex act that was being performed then and there and by the comments of “lucky bastard” and the like she had figured that there would be no authorities imposing any laws about this though he was bringing her about naked so this had to be a fairly lawless world.

Once she was done though their had been half a dozen other horny patrons around though her Master seemed to ignore them.

She was commanded to rise, more of the pseudo drug in the area or at least she could feel the effects. Dress ... He commanded though there was no sense going to a changing room. When she had finished he had collected their things … wait, did he pay? It had not seemed so but the shopkeeper didn't seem to be complaining as they walked out of there.

He did the same at another shop to, grabbing up those tools that enhanced her craft.

Fafner was leading her by the leash he attached to her as he lead his latest acquisition around. Is there anything else that you think is needed? He gets that too while they are out then returns to the ship.

You are my most needy slave needing to be kept at hand more often though I think I may have a means around that … any way your first official task will be stealing something for me, first you will have to locate it though I suspect it is in Blue's room. How are your stealth skills? Do not tell me you were always found during hide and seek.

Pleasure flooded the woman's brain as her mind was told that there was more musk in the air. Alexandra wiped her lips clean of the alien seed, the taste still fresh in her mouth as she slowly rose to her feet. The leash tugged her to follow after her Master as questions were fed directly into her brain.

She was not sure why he was asking her if there was more needed. Shopping was his idea in the first place. Slaves generally were not given the option to buy things for themselves. At least she was dressed now instead of naked even if said attire still revealed much of her huge breasts and shapely thighs.

Much like Goro, this master was fine with sending her off on tasks. It was safe most likely as running away would mean no more of that placebo keeping Alexandra from suffering withdrawals. "I am an enslaved ADD agent," she replied softly, "Apparently my stealth skills were not good enough to avoid that fate..."

Fafner had asked about the needed tools because he himself had never bothered with engineering. It was a bore and unnecessary to him but he might as well put her to work doing what she was good at.

He did not have any concerns with sending her off knowing that she would come back but he wanted to experiment a little first. He wasn't about to allow that just yet after all.

Fafner chuckled into her mind. A comedian, though she could have had been being blunt about the matter, he wasn't sure.

I will elaborate a little … Blue is on our ship, the captain of the craft so you will not be going far.

I cannot dig into his memories as to his unknown supplier with the drug he supplies to me. My species tend to be slow of movement and I like the boost in speed and dexterity it gives me. However, attempts to replica the drug have failed and I need someone, in this case you, to discover his own drug supply on this next rip.

He's been taking something to block me from accessing his mind and once I know where his supplier is located then I am no longer bound her to be his enforcer. I am here by choice unlike you but once I have that knowledge it is time to move on.

Though if sneaking about doesn't suit you then I do have an idea of manufacturing an engineering problem so you can have more time looking around.

It would be easy to stick you some place and the others thinking you were just a novice that messed up. Though as a slave you would be kept from vital areas too so you'll have to come up with something there I could keep Blue from his room every so often but ultimately this comes down to you. Now what can you add to the situation?

It was safe to assume that any tools needed to repair and maintain the ship were already on the ship unless her master and Blue simply let the ship go into disrepair. Alexandra's master seemed amused by her comment though she saw no humor in it. He explained what he wanted her to do. It seemed simple enough either way. "There is nothing to add as I know nothing about the ship or what security there is around his room if anything, Master," Alexandra replied simply, "Whatever you choose to go with, I will obey."

It was unknown how paranoid Blue was about his quarters if at all. If there was no cause for suspicion, getting in while he is away should be simple. Beyond that, it did not really matter. Alexandra had no say in the matter. Even if it was suicide, she would have no choice but to obey lest she lose her only access to the mental placebo currently filling her body with tingly pleasure.

He noted her concern about the security and how best to deal with the matter and while it might have given him pause in relaying such to a slave more capable of escape he doubted that she was as much of a flight risk as another.

In addition to us there is Blue and two others on board that do maintenance and what have you, brothers though that is not important. The only security he uses is a locked door though I cannot be certain of that as I cannot peer into his mind.

He continued on with her back to the ship rummaging through her memory. A locked door was of little concern though. He did pause for a moment though.

I can see some of your training a little clearer … it seems that some of the finer aspects are missing though you have been well trained in others. Obedience and use as a sex slave. This other stuff does little, such as fighting. A sex slave with such skills while not unheard of is a waste in my opinion but as soon as this matter with Blue is dealt with we will begin other aspects of your training.

With some of the memories that he was tracing through he came to realize that most of the lessons he had to teach were already their in that respect and that it was time to focus elsewhere. He continued on to the craft as he contemplated further. Once there he had turned her over to the two engineers on the ship expressing to the brothers that they were not to touch her.

It had not been until two days later that he had approached her, she still did not have a name but at least she was being fooled with the drug and allowed to wear clothes and even sleep in his bed and not always have to sleep with him either.

When he did not have her working with the brothers it was in other ways, cleaning and fixing meals for himself and the crew something she had not had to do on the larger vessel of Goro's ship.

On the eve of the second day Fafner addressed her that morning. Today is the day … it is doubtful that you will have to halt the ship and the others have gotten use to you coming and going as there is no place for you to escape on this vessel. You will have twenty minutes minimum, perhaps as many as thirty to find any drugs that Blue has stashed. Retrieve them and dispose of them or hide them if you do not have time to do the later.

You will have to get by the locked door and come up with your own reasons for slipping away. It was his hope that by the time Blue was aware the drug was missing that he could see into his mind, he was not worried about handling Blue or the others after all.

Your orders are simple, find and destroy or hide that drug though time will be working against you.

Alexandra worked with the brothers on whatever repairs and maintenance was required on the ship. Beyond that, she was left mostly alone. The captured agent could think for the most part but she knew any thoughts of rebellion would be noticed and possibly punished. Her brain was still telling her she was breathing in the musk which left her always tingling with a lovely pleasured high. That was enough of a deterrent of attempting any sort of escape.

She walked about in whatever clothes she was allowed to wear for that day. Alexandra was ordered to make meals which she did though with extremely limited cooking experience. But, at least she could sleep in a bed and was not being fucked by every member of the crew like before though her body certainly yearned for that blissful contact.

When it came time to begin the plan, Alexandra had a small toolkit with her which she carried through the ship to do routine maintenance. Once commanded to begin, she would approach the locked doors of Blue's quarters and simply short out the lock the door. That should be simple enough and allow her to get inside and begin searching. After she finished her mission she could work on repairing the lock and continuing on her routine maintenance.

To some it might have seemed dangerous sending a slave after a drug that blocked Telepathic abilities though he would have been aware if she took the pills by not being able to read her at all. Furthermore seeing into her mind would tell him where she had hid the pills if she were intending on using them later and while this would have been a deeper mental probe then he normally used he had not been stupid either since it took little effort to do so not that he was worried about her escaping.

Her best hope would have been to use the pills straight away and invoke a plan though up to this point he had been aware that she did not have one. Still, even if she managed to escape he would be out nothing since he would be able to read Blue once his current dose ran it's course and learn those secrets that had kept him here in the first place. Once he knew where the accelerant was there was no further use for the small time thug.

He had refrained from having her serve the crew. She was his slave and besides she had been through all that before. Since he did not like Blue or even the other crew she had been used to disarm Blue that she was any sort of risk on her first day.

Her food was passable, barely … he would have to fix that with either training or the injection of a flash though for now he dealt with it. She could only learn two things safely through flashes in a year though so he would probably have her trained in the old fashioned methods but first things first …

The lock to Blue's door was simple enough to bypass and the room was odd … there was the bed with the four bed posts but their were the strange “living” paintings of his species. Flesh crawling within the frame work, the images abstract but always moving as if in random directions.

“Who's there? I can hear you.”

There was a cage here smaller than the one she had been in at the converted cargo bay. A blinded creature, female and of the same species of Blue had been shackled for added security in a cell here. She moved to the bars gripping the cell and it looked as if her eye had been incinerated.

“You are not Remis.” As if the sounds of her footfalls had been anything to go by. The woman strained turning her head slowly in her direction as if determining she had been in that direction.

Alexandra's master had failed to mention there was a prisoner in Blue's room. But, the agent had grown used to being disposable and thrown into tasks with inadequate information. She said nothing to say to the alien woman. Saying anything would give the prisoner another means to identify her.

The russian woman began searching, keeping her distance from the cage. She needed to find whatever Blue was taking or information about where he was getting his drugs. The agent would focus on that task and not let herself be distracted. Her body continued to tingle with pleasure and she wanted to keep herself feeling that way at all costs.

Using her other senses the woman listened. She knew that she was in the preence of someone and knew that it was not Remus. Due to the drug Fafner never knew about the prisoner, she never left the room and he had never had a reason to discuss her with the extra dimensional creature.

She searched to room, dresser, shelves and the like though it had proved to be somewhat fruitless. The bookshelf had contained some tomes that she could not read though a simple flick through the images in one would have made it clear that it was about torture, another a collection of “living art” though none of the books contained any hollowed out pages where something could be hidden.

”You are looking for something.” No answer, the woman seemed to wait a few seconds as if honing in on her presence and making sure she was still there. She must have had heard the opening and closing of books, the lack of her eyesight sharpening her hearing after all this time.

“To your right,” and she gazed toward the bed in that direction. ”Over there, he spends a lot of time there.”

She remained quiet after this and at the bed Alex would find two things, two of the four bed posts were not as they seemed. One had a button that was easy enough to find that opened a concealed door a crack, the other seemed to unscrew containing a clear plastic bag of some thirty or forty red bills.

The agent kept silent as she continued her search. That did not seem to deter the trapped alien woman. The alien even gave her guidance which led her to check the bed. It was worth looking into as it got the human woman away from the books on torturing women. Sure enough, there was a button on one of the post and another could be removed. The baggy of red pills she could only assume were Blue's drug he was taking. She grabbed them and replaced the bed post.

That just left the hidden door. A bit strange, didn't her Master claim that it was his ship, not Blue's? How did Blue have a hidden door installed? In anycase, Alexandra entered the hidden room to see if anything further could be found. She found the stash of the drug which may be enough for Fafnir to read Blue's thoughts. But his orders to find Blue's source as well if possible. She would check quickly before taking her leave. She would still say nothing to the trapped slave as speaking would give herself away. There was nothing she could do for the blind woman anyway. Alexandra could not save anyone much less herself at this point.

The woman was aware of her but there was no tell that would give Alex away should it come to it. She was lighter than Blue, her footsteps not as resounding as she moved about though the woman said nothing further after pointing her to the bed.

It wasn't likely she would say anything to Blue either unless directly confronted she could assume since she had pointed her in the direction of the bed. With the pills secured she headed to the hidden room which wasn't much of room at all as it was a small washroom.

There was little to be found here, razors, shaving cream, cold medicines, there had been a small shower here as well. Leaving she enables the locks and has is able to go back to her duties as far as maintenance went with the two brothers.

It is not until dinner that Fafner has a chance to address her, Blue seeing none the wiser and though it seems pretty obvious that he'd suspect Fafner of doing something. Of course once Fafner could read him it no longer mattered and while he certainly had the means of taking an aggressive approach he had gone with the flow until growing irritated by the situation.

He had her in his quarters, their meal transferred here once she had prepared it though she was experiencing that “scent” it was mild.

How did it go? He was having trouble reading her memories now and wondered if it had something to do with the pills, he did not think she took any of them after all what would she hope to gain but certainly she would tell him where they were now if she had not destroyed them already, she had enough time after all and he did not immediately rush to her to dissuade immediate suspicion after all.

Why was the washroom hidden behind a concealed door? It seemed completely odd that the bathroom would require removing a bedpost and pushing a button everytime. There did not seem to be anything of use inside and time was running short. The blue woman said nothing as Alexandra took her leave and repaired the lock and keypad on the door. From there, the enslaved agent continued with her daily duties.

She made dinner and was called to her Master's quarters. The scent was faint but welcomed. His voice echoed inside her mind the obvious question. Alexandra pulled out the bag of red pills and offered them to him. "This was all I found, Master," she answered, "A caged female alien in his room guided me to it. His washroom was hidden behind a concealed door as well for some reason." That was all she had to report. Hopefully that was all that was required. She took none of the pills as the last thing she wanted was to block the only means of tricking her brain to survive a bit longer.