"You do not know how you feel about an agent lying to your Misstresss?" Vespira repeated, "Are you ssaying you do not care about what happens to me? Are you ssaying you wish for Celine to ssucceed, that you wish that agent dissmantles my years of hard work?" The disappointment was apparent in the Gorgonian's voice. She was displeased with Minerva's lack of devotion. "Do you hate me that much, my preciouss pet?" Vespira continued, "After all I have done for you... You show not a ssingle care for your owner. How do you think that makes me feel, sslave?"

Minerva was proving to be less and less reliable the more the agent showed hesitation. Perhaps she should just take the agent to a chair and indoctrinate the poor woman entirely. Nothing was more dangerous than having a slave that was not entirely devoted and loyal to their owner. Vespira needed to know where her pet stands here and now before proceeding.

N-no, I don’t mean that. I mean I don’t like her lying. The redhead agent struggled with her thoughts were confused as she struggled with what was real and what was suggested. It just that you said that she might be like me. So it is h-hard to say h-how…I feel about her. She looked up at Vespira, S-she might be b-brain washed…I just don’t know its all so confusing.

I do not want any harm to come to you Mistress. She continued to dance if somewhat lacklusterly now that was struggling with her memories. I am sorry if I made you angry.

It was quickly becoming apparent that more work needed to be done on Minerva. "You are not ssorry at all, sslave," Vespira hissed, "You take the agentss sside and now you call thiss formless motion dancing? I think I have had enough of your incompetence..." The Gorgonian's tendrils lashed out, wrapping around Minerva's neck and wrists. With a hard jerk, the alien woman pulled the agent along as she led the disobedient slave back into the long metal corridors.

Minerva found herself before another set of doors. As they hissed open, the agent could hear the sounds of her partner moaning softly. This was a different room from before. The room was dimly lit by strange swirling lights coming from the ceiling. The room was rather large with numerous little domes spread out over the floor. One dome had metallic tendrils coming out of it, all of them holding or rubbing over the other agent's nude form. The agent was held high into the air, her body arched back and forced to stare upwards into swirling colors and lights.

The metal tentacles secreted a clear fluid that was rubbed and soaked into the agent's exposed skin. Tendrils pump into the woman's ass and sex while other writhed about her body, stimulating her exposed breasts and flicking across those erect nipples.

"I ssee that your friend has already sstarted on her training," Vespira hissed, "Come, you will go through the ssame training." She jerked on Minerva's bonds and led the woman to one of the unused domes. The red headed agent was pushed towards the strange device only to have it immediately come to life. Tendrils wrapped around Minerva's arms and legs. The agent felt herself leave the floor as she lifted high into the air much like her partner, her body pointed towards the swirling lights. Any clothing was removed while cool metallic tendrils began to stroke up and down Minerva's thighs and sides. The lights were strangely alluring. Looking into them seemed to spread warmth through the bodies of both agents. They were so soothing to look at making it harder to look away.

N-no m-mistress, you mis-understand. The agent had little time to react when the Gorgonian’s tendrils lashed out at her. In seconds they had wrapped around the redhead’s neck and wrists. The agent found herself jerked forward as the tendrils pulled her towards the crime lord. Vespira did not want to hear any more of Minerva’s words as she began to move out of here bedchamber with the lovely redhead in tow.

Minerva found herself being pulled through various corridors until they came across another set of doors deep in Vespira’s lair. The doors opened to reveal a section that very few were familiar with. The room was dimly lit, only swirling lights providing any illumination at all. It was against that back drop that the redhead could see a human female form seeming lost in the air. The female was naked and writhing in the air as she seemed to be supported by some sort of tentacles. Minerva eyes went wide with surprised as she realized it was her partner.

Some tentacles appeared to be thrust into the both the raven haired woman’s sex and rear. More were rubbing and squeezing her breasts as the tips seemed to be flicking across her breasts. The moans and writhing showed that Minerva’s partner was very much a part of this interaction.

With one powerful tug, Minerva found herself being pulled to one of the many domes. Vespira mentioned training as she had released Minerva’s from the grip of her tendrils. The redhead had little time to celebrate her newly found freedom as the dome suddenly came to life. Metallic tendrils burst forth from the dome wrapping around the agent’s arms and legs. Almost at once she was pulled up into the air as she pointed up towards the lights in the ceiling. Other tentacles began snagging on to her clothing, pulling the pink bunny outfit the agent happened to wearing. Now naked the Minerva do nothing as she felt cool metallic tendrils slowly starting to explore her nubile form. Even as they did so she could feel some sort of warmth begin to flow through out her body.

The other agent continued to moan as the tentacles ravaged her nude glistening form. Minerva would soon be joining her partner as the tendrils explored the red head's lovely body. Vespira left the two agents to their erotic torment. Both agents had a long day ahead of them.

The tendrils released a strange fluid that was rubbed into the agent's body. Whatever it was, it must be similar to what was being rubbed into her partner. The fluid was warm and left the agent's body tingling as her exposed skin became all the more sensitive. Not an inch of Minerva's body was spared. The fluids rubbed into her arms and shoulders, her legs and feet. Tendrils rubbed more into her sides and across her smooth stomach while others soaked those breasts and massaged the drugged fluid right into them. As expected, the drug was an extremely potent aphrodisiac designed to weaken the wills of future slaves.

The tip of a tentacle teased up and down Minerva's netherlips while another prodded her tight ass. More fluid was spread over those sensitive entrances before pushing in deeper to pump the agent full of the drug. The two metal appendages thrust together or alternated, keeping the agent guessing in how she would be violated next.

Minerva's partner was moaning loudly. Looking over revealed the same things were still happening to the woman. The raven haired woman was staring up into the lights, eyes fluttering as her mouth hung open as sounds of bliss escaped her throat. The lewd slurp of juices came from the woman's twitching hips, the agent suffering one of many orgasms she had to endure today.

As the two hung there, being violated by tentacles, Minerva would start to hear a soft voice speaking to her. Telling her to stare into the lights and just relax. The voice informed her she would feel even better if she just let go and stared into the lights. Whether she did or not, the tentacles would continue their persistent work on arousing Minerva to the very brink of release.

Minerva partner continued to moan as tentacles thrusted in and out of her glistening body. Bound up in the metallic tentacles, the redhead could do nothing but look on as her partner was ravished in almost every way possible.

It was then that the Minerva felt something warm and wet spray across her body. She looked back to see tendrils hovering over her body as they sprayed some sort of strange fluid all over the body. The agent’s bright blue eyes shut as one aimed for her face and began to coat even her face and hair. As she did she could feel tendrils begin to rub almost every part of her body, her taut stomach, her arms and shoulders, her breasts, even her legs and feet were being massaged. Almost at one the agent’s entire body began to tingle as her skin became more sensitive. The agent began to let out soft moans as she felt the tentacles rubbing over her nubile body.

Soon a pair of tentacles moved to the redhead most sensitive areas. One tendril began to tease her rear as another rubbed up and down the lower lips of the beautiful red head. Minerva let out a loud shout as she felt the two phallic metallic appendages thrust into her body. She could feel more of the warm liquid begin to fill up her body as only the tendril in her rear began to thrust back and forth
inside her.

Minerva head jerked and she found herself looking over at her partner. The raven haired woman was moaning quite loudly as her body. The poor woman mouth simply hung open as the moans and squeals were coming too fast for her to close them. The young woman body suddenly twitched as she went through another orgasm. Never during the entire experience did she not look anywhere but up at the lights. The redhead attention was suddenly diverted back, as the tendril in her rear stopped but the one buried in her sex began to thrust wildly.

Soon a voice began to speak quietly near the redheaded agent. The young woman could not determine where the voice was coming from, but it was telling her to stare up at the lights and relax. As it spoke both tendrils began to thrust in her body. The pleasure was almost overwhelming as she had nothing else to focus on. It was as she began to reach the point of ecstasy that her head leaned back and she somewhat accidentally looked up at the lights.

The lights were difficult enough not to look at as the swirl of color and light took up the entire ceiling. Minerva could not free herself and she saw that her partner was not even struggling anymore. The woman stared up into the lights with glassy eyes as she continued to moan while tentacles ravaged her shuddering form.

Minerva was reaching her limit as well. The fluids had heightened her arousal and sensitivity, making each thrust and stroke against her body feel all the more amazing. Sensors read how the red head reacted to each stroke, applying different levels of pressure and speed until it found the perfect balanced to apply to each and every weakpoint the woman had.

The agent reared back, on the verge of climaxing when she looked into the lights. The swirling display struck deep into Minerva's psyche. It stimulated the pleasure centers of her brain, making all the pleasure she felt right now so many times better. While the agent was distracted, a tendril began releasing a fine mist into her face to breathe in. The drug would weaken her willpower more as the the colors continued to stimulate her mentally while the tentacles stimulated her physically.

'Yes... It feels good looking into the lights... Just relax and let yourself drift deeper into the colors... Relax and obey... Relax and obey...'

"Uhhnnn... Feels so much better... Mmm... When... When you look up at them..." the other agent moaned softly, hips rocking against the tentacle fucking her cunt.

It was almost impossible not to look into the lights, the only distraction the redhead could do was look was her partner. And her partner was well lost to the lights. The raven haired woman could only stair up at the lights as tentacles thrusted into her over and over. She moaned once more as her body shuddered with another orgasm.

Then suddenly it felt like lightning was going through Minerva’s body. The metal tendrils had found her most sensitive areas. And they began to pick up the pace striking over and over again. It brought the redhead closer and closer to her own climax. Her moans were becoming more desperate and more shallow with each stroke.

It was then that the agent’s head fell back and her eyes opened into the lights. Almost at once her entire body began to flood with pleasure as somehow the light enhanced her pleasure. She barely noticed that a tentacle had positioned itself over her face. It suddenly sprayed something in her face. It was unknown what was the finally straw for the redhead, whether it was partner telling her to give in or the voice, or even the spray; the result was it was too much for even Minerva’s formidable willpower.

The agent entire body jerked and she felt an intense orgasm. Now she found herself flooded in a sea of pure bliss.

Both agents came together, their juices soaking over the tendrils that fucked them. Both staring helplessly into the lights, the hypnotic display continued to stimulate their minds while a soft voice whispered into both of them. "Listen... Submit... Obey..." the voice whispered softly while tendrils continued to ravage them both, "It feels good to obey... It feels good to serve... You want nothing more than to serve Mistress Vespira... What you want... What you need... The ADD cannot provide... Only Vespira can make your deepest dreams come true..."

Soft questions would be asked. They started by asking the agents their names. The AI already had the correct answers so any correct answers were rewarded with a flash of colors that further stimulated their minds while any lies were punished with pain and discomfort. The training was simple, obeying was rewarded while resistance was punished. The questions would continue, asking who the agents were now and who they served. Admitting to being slaves to Vespira was certainly an answer worth rewarding. Minerva's partner had already broken down due to being hooked to this vile machine for a much longer period of time. The woman moaned out her answers, giving Minerva a means of figuring how she should answer and behave if she sought to feel more wonderful pleasure.

Minerva and her partner found themselves in complete and total bliss, helpless to feel nothing but raw pleasure as they both stared up at the hypnotic display of lights that dazzled before their eyes. Even as they looked on the young women could hear a voice whisper almost inaudibly into their ears. The voice kept its phrases simple as the tentacles continued to ravage the writhing forms tied up in the air. Each comment, each whisper was carefully designed to encourage the two agents to fall further under the sway of Vespira.

Soon the voice began to ask basic questions. It first asked their names. Ohhh…M-Minerva Rocha… A flash of colors came from the lights above. The agent moaned as she felt her body become even more stimulated than before. The voice then asked her who did she served. Minerva had trouble responding to the question. The lights changes as suddenly the redhead jerked wildly as she felt raw pain flowing through her body. She was asked again who did she serve. Again she did respond in time and again Minerva shouted out in pain. It was only on the third time the young woman answered. I-I serve..uh…serve Vespira. Slowly the colors changed and the pain soon faded away to pleasure once more…

The lewd sound of juices squishing and slurping mixed with the breathless groans of the two agents. The tendrils thrust slowly, pushing as deep as they could go while wiggling from side to side. The machines kept both women at the edge of bliss. The only way either could achieve climax was to answer and respond correctly and without hesitation. This gave even further reason to answer the questions as it was their only means of sexual relief before the tension builds up once more.

The rules changed as time went on. Answering correctly was not enough. Each answer had to be clear and without any reluctance. The real test came when both agents were given the same questions at the same time. Whoever answered first was rewarded with a release while the other was punished with pain. The tension was so high that Minerva's partner could not endure it. She answered as quickly as she could in order to get those wonderful moments of climax while Minerva was left writhing in pain and left at her sexual peak.

It was a competition. Who was more loyal? Who was more obedient? The source of their pain was their own partner. The questions kept coming with pauses between each answer so the victor could ride out their orgasm while the other was left unsatisfied and in agony.

Minerva could only moan that helplessly as her head bobbed with every thrust. The tentacle moved slowly into her vulnerable body pushing as deep as it could even as moved to simulate every part of her sensitive folds. The tentacle would only speed up and vibrate more in her body if she responded correctly. Eventually Minerva let out loud moan as she answered her name again and found herself driven into an orgasm.

Soon the rules changed as they had to answer the questions not only clearly but without any reluctance. But further more now she had to be the first to respond. Unfortuantely, Minerva’s partner was far more broken than the redhead. So for the first wave of questions the raven haired female beat the redhead to the answers. Her cries of ecstasy punctuated the waves of pain that poor Minerva found herself in. If the agent was to try to find her way to bliss once more she was going to try harder.

The poor woman struggled to try to keep up with her raven haired partner. If she could win at least just once she would be able to achieve some sort of satisfaction. She just would have to speak out louder and faster than her partner.

Minerva's failures only goaded her to try harder. Eventually, her voice was heard and the bliss was nothing short of divine after so much pain. Juices showered the floor as the granted orgasm ripped through the beautiful agent. But, it was Minerva's partner who suffered this time. This goaded her partner to try harder and the struggle to be more loyal and obedient continued.

Eventually something strange occurred. The two women began to respond with similar answers at the same time. The result was both bound woman being rewarded. It was doubtful either would have noticed and even if they did, it was not something they could consciously force to happen. Hesitation was punished. This was both women giving their all to satisfy the voice speaking to them. Each question was a trial and every answer was bliss.

The questions and suggestions continued for an unknown amount of time. Both women were chanting they serve Mistress Vespira and it was doubtful were lying at this point. The tendrils slowed to a stop and gently brought both women down to the floor. The metallic tentacles withdrew back into their respective pods, leaving both exhausted women able to move freely if they could muster the will to do so. The ceiling continued to swirl with colors and light that felt good to look at. The voices continued to whisper the same phrases over and over.

~Love Vespira~

~Worship Vespira~

Only when the two agents recovered enough to think and move again will anyone know how the indoctrination went. No guards came. Vespira never returned. The two agents were left alone in the chamber with no orders given.

Minerva’s struggled to try to get her voice to be heard. So it was a shock of when she was got the answer. Almost at once the redheaded agent felt a powerful orgasm flow through her body. Her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head and her feet curled up as she spasmed in pure bliss. Her juices spattered on the floor below as the questions began again.

This both women responded with very similar answers at the same times. This time however both the raven haired and the redhead were driven into bliss simultaneously. Neither were in any shape to realize that both had been driven into an orgasm simultaneously. All the women knew was that if they answered correctly quickly they would be able to enjoy yet another intense and amazing orgasm again.

And so each of the woman would find themselves driven into one mind numbing orgasm after another as the two agents tried to respond as quickly as possible. It seemed like hours before the questions finally ended. Slowly the tendrils quit thrusting into the women, allowing them to gasp and catch their breath. The tendrils eventually put the women gently on the ground before retreating to their pods. Minerva and her partner were left panting on the ground as they could do nothing with their exhausted bodies but look up at the swirling patterns above them.

They kept hear the same two phrases over and over as they laid there recovering from their experience. The pair were left undisturbed for the moment with no one coming to retrieve them. Eventually Minerva slowly sat up her naked body still aroused by the experience.

The swirling colors faded and normal lights turned on. The whispering stopped, leaving the two exhausted women in silence as they rested and recovered on the cold hard floor. Minerva was the first to get up. She could see the domes were inactive. Her partner was a few pods away and stirring as she slowly came to. The raven haired woman let out a soft moan. A hand slowly ran over her glistening nude form. She cupped a breast and squeezed, shivering as she moaned a bit louder. Still heavy in her afterglow, her body was tender to the touch. The machines had shown them both what their bodies could feel when touched in just the right places.

The doors slid open as two Saurian guards entered. They each grabbed one lovely woman and yanked them to their feet. The guards led the two into shower area where the two could wash up. Both agents were pushed inside and the doors shut behind them. There were multiple cleaning stations and their costumes they wore when they were purchased were hanging up. Were they expected to clean themselves and get dressed? Vespira had not given any direct orders nor did her guards.

Once dressed and cleaned, the guards would return to escort them to Vespira's chambers. The Gorgonian was sitting on her coils, lazily drinking some wine while looking over some reports. She would not look up at the two agents, she merely waited to see how the brainwashing went. Would Minerva perform better now or will she disappoint her a second time?