Cece resorted to purposefully putting herself through brief moments of agony in order to keep her mind straight. What that provided was contrast. It was much like sticking a burning hand into ice water than back into the fire. The sheer difference in sensation became more apparent and made both seem even more than it is. It was like how some like to add a bit of pain to their erotic acts to make the pleasure seems so much more, very much the spice added to a delicious meal.

"There is no reason to be afraid," the woman reassured calmly, "You have done nothing wrong. You like licking my feet and so you kept doing it. People like doing the things they like. Do not worry... If you behave, I promise to give you more opportunities to lick my feet. How does that sound?"

She ignored the threats Cece mentioned. How would these people get caught? No one knew where she was and her ship was fried. She had no weapons or means to call for help. She was alone.

As heat continued to bubble and boil inside of the crawling agent, she was led into a room there held several showers. "Undress and clean yourself up. You must be presentable to your new owner. When you are finished, kneel and present your body to me for inspection." There were towels nearby to dry off with. The female slave sat down in a chair, crossing her legs a she waited patiently.

The sensations seemed to burn through her mind and eventually the agent had decided just to follow the slave woman instead. She glanced up at the woman who asked her for a reply. "See what I say when this collar's off." She barked at the slave woman. Her body was still burning. These unfamiliar sensations had confused the young girl. What were they, and when would these feelings perish?

She pursed her lips and did as the woman said. She began to strip in front of the woman, pulling off her tattered clothing. She grabbed onto a towel and threw it above so that it wrapped around the curtain holder. The pink-haired girl tossed her clothing aside and stepped into the shower. She pulled the curtain, and turned the lever. Water rushed down from the shower head, cleansing the young girl's body. A dark silhouette could be seen through the curtains of the shower. After about twenty minutes, the girl grabbed the towel and dried herself off. She wrapped the towel around her body.

Cece stepped out of the shower and shyly looked at the slave woman. The collar still clung around her neck. "...You're sick..." she mumbled. The agent came to her knees and held tightly onto her towel. She bit her lower lip and felt a bit of pain in the back of her head. The agent was hesitating for a moment. She refused to look at the woman as she unraveled the towel.

The woman would be able to catch sight of her beautiful, curvy body. Her breasts were larger than expected, and her nipples were already rock hard from the hot shower. Her nice hips curled down to her luscious thighs. There were still remnants of water droplets trickling down her body. Her cheeks blushed bright red. "I-Is this good enough for you?" Cece asked nervously.

The slave did not care what this new girl had to say. She had her orders and she would obey. The human woman had no collar around her neck either and yet was trusted enough to carry weapons and personally handle new slaves without supervision.

Cece had perhaps the most pleasurable shower she could ever experience. Every bit of dust and grime from the desert planet that was cleaned off rewarded the agent with lovely sensations of bliss. Kneeling before the other slave felt good. Removing her towel felt good. It all felt so very good.

"Mm... That will do," she stated calmly, "You may now have your reward." She extended her foot towards the kneeling woman. "Lick my toes. Savor them like you did before." The slave never seen a woman cum from licking a person's toes before and sought to nurture this little fetish. It was a pity that her Mistress did not have feet. But, this training could be converted towards licking something else easily enough.

The slave would sigh softly as she relaxed a bit. "You know what will make this feel even better? If you touch yourself while you do it," the woman said, "Slide a hand between your thighs and find your clitoris. Stroke it slowly. Not too hard. Be very gentle with it, tease it with slow circles." The evil woman gave specific instructions to Cece to obey. Every step that was followed added to the pleasure she was already feeling from licking those toes. Now the poor agent was forced to tease and masturbate while preforming this degrading act.

Cece didn't want to admit that she liked any of this. Perhaps the best way to survive with this collar was not to resist the commands issued to her, but retain her sanity after obeying them. "Y-you can't be serious..." The pink-haired girl whimpered as she crawled over to the woman. A quick flick came, and she coated the woman's toe in her saliva. Lust had built up inside of the agent. It was such a strange sensation. Her mouth took in two toes this time, rolling them in her mouth with her tongue, making sure that she covered every part of them. "T-thwis whisss degwrading..." The Texan mumbled while she continued to please the woman.

The next command came. W-what? The pink-haired girl wasn't even sure how to do so, but tried her best to follow the woman's instructions. She reached south and lightly pressed her fingers against her womanhood. Cece twitched, surprised by how wet she was. Her fingers lightly pressed pressure, and began to move in a circular motion. As she did so, Cece let out a muffled moan. "Mhmm... ♥" Her cheeks were still bright red. But she wanted to feel even more -no- she needed more! The agent used her other free hand to grab onto her breast. She gave it a gentle squeeze and groped it. Her nipples were rock hard. All these sensations were building up inside of her. The Texan girl began to wag her ass back and forth as she masturbated. Her round ass could be seen from above by the woman. She sucked hungrily on the toe, and continued to rub her pussy in slow, circular movements.

The slave admired her work. The agent was bent over, sucking on her toes while both hands pleasured herself. She did not even have to command the woman further. Cece's instincts were taking over as she squeezed and groped her own soft breast. With the agent's focus split between her two tasks and the pleasure she and the collar gave herself, the poor woman was losing on all fronts.

Cece was allowed to keep going. The pleasure bubbling up just like before. Could she keep her sanity after all this? The collar kept goading her to keep going just like in the hallway. Keep sucking and licking those toes, keep playing with her dripping folds. But the command to stop never came. Cece would feel that heat erupt inside her like before, exploding like a dying star inside her loins as hot juices squirt out of her virgin sex. She came again from licking someone's toes...

The human drew her foot back from the exhausted woman. But, it was not over yet as her other foot extended forward. That was just one foot. Before, Cece was afraid to lose herself after sucking no this woman's feet. Now, she could no stop fondling herself as more delicious toes were presented before her.

The powerful orgasm wrecked the young girl's body once more. A shiver went up her spine as she climaxed. Her womanly juices trickled down the side of the thigh. After a second foot was placed in front of her, Cece begged the woman to make it stop. "N-no, please no more! I'm going to die..." Her mind couldn't think straight. By denying the command, another shock of pain was sent into her heart and brain. The Texan girl quickly reacted by licking the woman's toe to dissipate the pain. She had continued to masturbate in the same slow, circular motion. Yet as the desire began to pent up in her, Cece wanted to rub harder and faster. The agent couldn't do that either until the woman told her she could rub faster.

She played with her breast, squeezing the nipple delightfully. The pink-haired girl tended to the woman's foot. "M-Make it stop!" She cried out to the woman. Her body heated up even more, and Cece let loose another orgasm. She came and collapsed on the ground in front of the woman. "No more..." The girl begged once more.

She reached and grabbed onto the woman's feet. Cece weakly tugged them with her hands. "Please... command me to stop..."

The slave admired how the agent struggled against this newly awakened side of her. The ADD agent wanted more and also begged for it to stop. The woman merely smiled as she watched Cece wallow at her feet. "Very well..." she said softly, "You may stop rubbing yourself slowly..." The cruel minx had released the seal keeping Cece from masturbating as hard as she could. Both feet were now extended before the desperate agent. She knew she had to stop but the collar would not let her.

She let Cece go like this for two more orgasms, draining the poor agent of her strength and will before finally giving the order to stop. "Now then..." she cooed softly as she grabbed Cece by the hair and forced her to look at her, "Would you like to walk or crawl this time, slave?" Once an answer was given, she would lead the now naked agent out in the corridors. The trip seemed to take longer than the previous but eventually led the two to a set of double doors.

"Are you ready to meet your new owner?" the slave woman said with a smile.

Cece almost fell apart as she tended to the slave woman's wicked desires. She licked and licked while masturbating. It was a large step for the agent to do anything sexual to herself, let alone to someone else. Her mind became hazy and for a few brief moments she began to lose a sense of reasoning. If it wasn't for the woman calling the pink-haired girl off, she was sure to have died from pleasure. Cece laid on the tiled floor. She breathed heavily. A thin bridge of saliva connected between her lips and the woman's feet.

How did it ever come to this? Cece never liked feet. But the more she sucked on it, the better she had felt. "It's just the collar... it's just the collar..." She reminded herself. Luckily, the woman did not command Cece to answer her question. She didn't make a reply because she didn't want the woman to feel any sort of satisfaction; especially after what she did to the ADD agent. "Let me rest." The Texan girl complained, but she ended up staggering to her feet. It took her a minute before she could properly stand again. Even then, she still struggled to stay up. She pressed her hand against the wall and looked half-asleep at the woman. Her nipples were still rock-hard, and evidence of her climaxes were seen by the fluid trickling down her thighs. Cece's pussy still glistened from the session.

Slowly but surely, she followed the woman to the set of double doors. Finally, a rest. Cece pressed her back against the side of wall and slid down to rest for a moment before meeting this 'master'. "What, is he some perverted rapscallion?" She lowered her head and placed her hands behind her back. When the girl believed that she was ready, she finally stood up and walked slowly through the doors. Her hands held over her breasts to hide her nipples, and she walked slightly sideways to hide her soaked pussy. However, the pink-haired girl's nice curve coming from her back to her ass was seen. The agent's nice, round ass was on display for any leering eyes.

The seeds had been planted. Cece was questioning herself. She put the blame on the collar. The collar certainly made her do a number of things. But what of the other actions. Groping her breasts and masturbating after being allowed to stop was the agent's own will. Cece was learning quickly on just how wicked and evil the submission collar was. The pleasure was not only better than anything she ever felt, it was addicting. She unconsciously worked harder in order to be rewarded by the collar. With enough training, those sensations would come from her own brain and not the collar, allowing her to be commanded without the collar on at all.

The walk sent pleasure rippling through her body with each step she took. Her body was always warm, ripe, ready to be taken again and again. The agent's mind and body could not handle these new sensations constantly bombarding her. The slave ordered Cece to remain standing when they arrived as there would be no time to rest. One must not keep their Mistress waiting.

Cece found herself in a large quarters. Windows spanned the far end, revealing the stars passing by as the cruiser continued on its route. There numerous pieces of furniture and artwork, most there to show class rather than comfort. The comfort part was the giant bed of pillows where a large serpent-like woman relaxed on.

"Mistress Vespira," the slave called out, bowing submissively, "This was the agent that was on board the ADD vessel. She provided only minor resistance and has been cleaned and prepared for your inspection."

Vespira sat up on her coils. The woman had a humanoid upper body of that of a voluptuous woman. She had what seemed like greenish skin though her body seemed to glimmer in the light. Her lower half was that of a powerful snake made up solid muscle and scales. "Good," she hissed softly, revealing her forked tongue as she spoke, "I am pleased with your work. You are dissmisssed. Get ssome resst."

The slave bowed once more, giving her thanks before taking her leave. The collared agent was left with this alien woman, the so called perverted rapscallion. Vespira slithered off her bed. Her hips swayed seductively from side to side, each sway causing her fine scales to shimmer in the light. The flashes of color and light played with Cece's vision, soothing her the snake woman's 'dance'. Vespira's eyes had slitted pupils and seemed to send shivers through Cece's body as she gazed upon them. There was something about those eyes that made it so very hard to look away from them.

"Mm... Sso... Another agent has come to sserve..." Vespira hissed, "Tell me your name, little mousse. Why were you transsporting a dissmantled jammer?"

"Ughh..." The agent weakly placed a hand across her forehead. Her vision was hazy from the overwhelming sensations the collar granted her. It was too much for the inexperienced girl that she was almost sure that she was going to pass out. No commands were issued, meaning that Cece would be able to act on her own accordance! She stumbled a few times and was unable to hold herself up right. "M-minor resistance...?" The Texan grunted, placing her hands on her knees for support. She breathed heavily, yet despite that tried to steal a look at her 'master'. Little did the cute little agent know that she wouldn't be able to take her eyes off of her new master.

Her master was not a human woman, nor a lizardman. Vespira was a little of both. The lamia alien had quite a busty form. "N-no... Don't eat me..." The frightened girl took a step back. Like that, she fell flat on her butt. Then, the headache came. Cece's last order was to remain standing and even she was unable to do that. The pink-haired girl was tormented between the intense headache and her strange arousal for the lamia. "I-I don't taste good, I swear!"

Then, Vespira asked Cece a question. "I was on a mission to recover it... It was supposed to be a simple come-and-go mission." She answered reluctantly.

A simple command was all it took to null out the orders the previous slave gave. The collar was dormant for the time being. But, it did not change Cece's dire situation in being trapped in this room with a female alien. A finger would curl gently under Cece's chin. "Why would I harm you, little mousse?" Vespira hissed, "Only the dissobedient are punished. You do not want to be dissobedient do you? You wish to obey? You wish to be a good girl, yess? Jusst relax and obey..."

With that finger, she goaded the agent to stand on those wobbly legs once more. "You did not tell me your name, sslave," she hissed, "I will forgive thiss time but do not fail ssuch a ssimple tassk a ssecond time. Tell me your name and everything you know about your mission and the jammer you were to recover." As the human woman gazed into the Gorgonian's eyes, the hissing voice seemed to echo inside her head. The words were soothing yet demanding, goading the woman into action.

Once again, the feeling of pain subsided. Cece couldn't quite figure it out, but there was something strange drawing the Texan's gaze to the serpent. She had tried her best to look away, but the hand pulling her chin up forced her to make eye contact once more. Her body shivered- whether in fear or anticipation- she did not know. Vespira's response sounded almost sarcastic. After all, snakes eat mice, didn't they? She had no idea how she was supposed to respond in this situation. She was supposed to return back to the main ship and mess around with her toys and trinkets. Instead, she was butt-naked in front of Vespira. The girl seemed to want to cry when Vespira asked if she wanted to be a good girl. But she held those tears back in. Cece had to be tough! "L-Listen lady, I ain't tryin' to start no fight... But I ain't no self-selling looker..." The Texan girl tried to talk her way out.

She knew that the resounding voice in her head was a mind game. As an ADD agent she was warned about how aliens manipulated others- especially frailer humans. "N-Name's Cece. I was sent cause I was the closest to the jammer. The ADD reckon that since I was more of a mechanic than a fighter, they'd send me to get it. It was smooth-sailing, til ya'll captured my ship..."

"Mm... Is that why you sso easily told me your name and mission, my pet?" Vespira hissed softly in amusement, "You have already ssold them out. I know they wanted to remove that jammer and use it themsselves. The ADD are ssuch thieves, sstealing what does not belong to them. I thought sstealing was a crime for you humans. Why were you sstealing for the ADD? Tell me more about thiss jammer."

Her hissing words slithered into the woman's helpless mind. Whether the agent knew about mental manipulate mattered little if she did not know how to combat it. Cece would feel herself be drawn deeper into those slitted eyes. The rest of the serpent and the room became less important in the presence of those eyes. Those thin slits seem to part every so slightly as if opening for the woman, inviting her to look deeper into the hypnotic stare. As the woman looked she would hear those hissing words echo from before, telling her to relax and obey.

Damn it all! The longer Cece stared into those eyes, the more mesmerized she became. It was as if she was back at home, in Texas. The warm, inviting feeling filled the young girl's heart. "They... didn't tell me anything about the mission..." The Texan began to loosen and slowly open up her legs for the lamia. Between her nice thighs was Cece's tight, virgin pussy. Though glistening with anticipation, it had remained ripe for the taking. The young girl pulled her legs apart with her hands, showing the lamia just how flexible she was. "A-aahh..." The pink-haired girl moaned the longer Vespira stared at her.

What was she doing? Cece was such an innocent girl, yet here she was, offering her body up to her 'master'. Despicable. She revealed all the details about the jammer that she knew- its capabilities, makeup, and how the ADD agent sought to improve the jammer if the ADD allowed her to tinker with it. Once she revealed all she knew, the young girl waited and anticipated her master's next command.

How innocent could Cece claim to be after what she did with that other slave? Now here she was sitting back and spreading her thighs as if waiting for something. What was she waiting for? "Oh? You are already moisst and ready for more? Ssuch a dirty girl you are, Cece," Vespira said with a smirk, "Do you like exposing yoursself like thiss? Would you like to show your misstresss more of you lovely body? Give me a show, reveal everything you have to offer. Tell me how it feels knowing that you a purposse here with me..."