How the tech was acquired by Scorch was ultimately of little concern for the moment. The most important thing was that the pirate had the skills and contacts necessary to get obtain all of this gear. And it would enable the blonde agent to have a fighting chance to pull off this mission, even while undercover.
Fortunately for Celine, Scorch seemed to be quite motivated to hurt this slaver. And that meant they at least had something in common, which hopefully would ensure this mission would be a success.

Ah good it would easier that way if you already have an in we can exploit. The agent nods her head. Another starship would probably enable to get in fairly undetected. They would at least not recognize you until it was too late. So I think this is a workable plan.

Torso or leg huh? The agent began to think about it. The pirate was checking the agent out though she was doing so to find the right spot to place the “scar” not checking out the undercover agent for her curves. May be place halfway up the outside of my calf. Away from the ankles.

“Calf it is.” Scorch does up the scar quite well. Once done she has Celine change into skimpier clothes befitting a slave and she herself dons some of the bounty hunter armor she had complete with a voice modulator to disguise her voice.

Placing binders on Celine she keeps them cuffed in front of her “Let's do this.”

When they are ready Scorch guides her by the arm. She as an elect staff, similar to a low voltage cattle prod that slavers often used.

Waiting for them outside is a hover van piloted by 92 her droid that takes the two to the arena. “Now's the time for any last minute questions,” her voice gender neutral now due to the scrambler in the helmet.

It takes a while but the pirate seemed quite skilled at applying the makeup needed to make it look a small scar on Celine’s calf. The redhead immediately began to dress up in the bounty hunter armor to make sure she was disguised again.

Celine had to hold her hand out as they are cuffed on her hands. Scorch voice was perfectly masked by the suit.

The pirate quickly begins to pull the young woman forward by an arm. A staff ready for use to give the bounty hunter an authentic look.

The hover van was awaiting for them to take them to the arena, Do you know what kinda of matches they prefer to run in the arena?

Boy did she! She was made to fight in the arena on her sister's behalf. Sometimes in fixed matches and sometimes not. Mercer was all about making money. She had recounted some o those events that she had to endure and she nodded.

“Yes. But this is a training facility so it will mostly be sparring matches against other Gladiatrixes though I would imagine that it would be feasible for a weaker alien to be used for training purposes.”

The van continued on toward it's destination as the two spoke in the back from benches facing one another. The back o the van was similar to a paddy wagon of sorts transporting the pair.

“The biggest challenge would be the Hideozu guards I think. Locating your agent among the prisoners shouldn't take long and your probably going to have more work on escaping the place. I can get you inserted within the facility without a problem through my contacts though.”

She explained this. “Hideozu are resilient though the males … well they have the same vulnerabilities as men. At least I haven't seen a female among them unless the sexes look the same but if so I can't tell them apart.”

The disguised outlaw nodded her head. She seemed to known a lot about the arenas and what Celine would expect once she had made into the facilities.

Ah I guess that makes sense. As a training facility they would have fight each other to develop some sort of experience before any real matches.

They continued to ride in the van as it headed to the destination. It felt like a police vehicle, through Celine was sure it was designed to carry slaves.

Yeah I doubt they would expect anyone trying to sneak in. So I should be able to be placed without too much trouble. Getting out will be the hard part. Coordinate so that you will be able to assist will be harder.

The agent listened as the redhead explained the Hideozu. They sound like they are pretty tough, when I attempt my escape with the agent I will have to be careful to pick the right time so I face as few as them as possible.

“That would be a good idea. I don't suspect that there will be many of them since the slaves here are all novices pretty much. You could say this is sort of like basic training. Once one shows some promise they are sent to an actual Arena or better training facilities. After all one can only be as good as one's competition.”

When they arrive at their destination Celine is lead out in her cuffs to a black scaled saurian that nods after the two exchange brief words about her (Celine) being a gift to Mercer from another crime boss in the sector that was just building a reputation for himself.

She was lead into the building by Scorch made to walk slightly in front of her. The building was circular shaped and surrounded the arena itself. There were slave pens on the inside of the building though they were in the area that lead out to the stands though the venue was smaller than a huge area housing maybe a hundred or so people in the audience at the best of times.

There were not many Hideozu that she saw though so most were probably on the arena floor if there were many at all. There was one outside at the front entrance. There was probably another at whatever they used as a rear entrance (though front and rear were subjective seeing that the building was circular). Seeing that this building was not used for public displays all too often it could only have one entrance.

Inside though she had seen one Hideozu patrolling about and two inside the room she was brought into with another alien. This one appeared to be a hybrid man-crocodile of some importance given his attire. He had to have some wealth and eyed Celine.

“Quarenz offers a gift to Mercer and hopes that he can continue to stay clear from interfering with any of your operations.”

Augustine looked over Celine with his yellow eyes. “Noted. I will pass this along to Lord Mercer for Quarenz. You may go.” Once Scorch had departed he turned his attention back to the agent. “Now what can you do, or are you just another pretty face?” He got up from behind his desk seizing her by the chin turning her head this way and that as he inspected her. Unlike the two Hideozu he seemed to be unarmed.

Celine nodded to Scorch’s comment. That makes sense. I should try to avoid drawing attention to myself or they will take me to actual Arena match. After all if was transferred to another facility or arena she may never be able to escape her undercover assignment. She would just have to look like a newbie.

Soon the vehicle came to a stop as they pulled up to a large circular building. The armor clad woman pulled Celine out of the vehicle with her hands cuffed just in front of her. The saurian guarding the building allowed the pair entrance to building after Scorch’s explanation.

Celine was pushed forward through the building, the blonde agent resisting a bit to play the part of a reluctant slave. She looked around a bit as they moved through the building. There was slave pens at first but eventually she was lead out into the arena itself. The arena was not very big, it seemed to be able to hold a hundred or so for a somewhat personal view of any match being held here.

Fortunately it did not appear that the building is was heavily guarded. She saw very few Hideozu anywhere. There only one or two at the most on patrol. And only one at each of the entrances to the arena. There might be more around but they seemed to be working the arena or were up in the stands watching whatever matches or training that was going on in there. It meant that they were a bit overconfident about the security.

Eventually, the armored woman brought the undercover agent to the yet another alien. The alien seemed to be humanoid looking crocodile. His quality clothes and jewelry seemed to indicate he is someone of importance.

Scorch explained that Celine was a gift in order to appease Mercer lest he interferes with some crime lord named Quarenz.

The creature looked over Celine barely covered body. She tried to avoid eye contact as he accepted her as a gift. No sooner did Scorch depart did the alien get up from his desk. He grabbed her chin forcing the blonde to look at him before he turned her head one direction and then the next. P-please d-don’t h-hurt me. She did wanted to give away how dangerous she really was, at least not yet.

He seemed amused as he turned her head gazing at her. “Hurt you? Why would I do that? Your Master Mercer's now and that would be paramount to destroying his property,” Of course Mercer did not know that she was here yet but that made no difference. It would be easy enough for him to figure out though there were a few matters that Augustine had to instill in her first, some basic training in the arena and so forth until Mercer could see her and decide her eventual fate.

Augustine figured she would be another arena slave but he did have Selena that he kept close and she was on par with her looks. Augustine could tell humans apart and that was one of the things that made him useful in his work here since he could keep who was who straight and appraise their skills with a fair degree of accuracy.

Of course he had no idea where Mercer would place her in the end and that depended on her performance in the arena. She had other qualities it seemed.

“You'll have to worry more about that in training.” His hand curled around a breast giving it a squeeze. His other hand flowed down her side in a casual brush, his gaze lingered upon her as he touched her.

He soon retracted his touch though and let his gaze flow down her body then back up. “Undress.” He commanded even though she was in little as it were.

The alien turned his head at her response, seemingly happy to have explain that she would not harmed she was here. Celine faked a bit of relief at the comment as she still had to show herself as an inexperienced slave. The creature seemed to be trying to figure out exactly who she was and what she could do in the arena…or elsewhere. So the blonde agent would have to be careful not to give herself away.

The alien continued to check her out her body and seemed to take a particular interest in her. While she did not want to draw too much attention to herself, Celine knew this might be an opportunity to get more information or better access to facility than she would have normally as a beginning slave at this facility.

Of course that seemed to depend on this arena and how much of her training she wanted to risk out there.

The blonde let out a soft gasp as she felt his hand curl around one of her breasts giving it a soft squeeze. Another hand moved along her side exploring the blonde’s curve.

Soon he gave her a command. What what, you can see so much of me already.” Despite her attempt to fake surprise, the blush of embarssment was genuine.

A finger pressed against her scar lightly tracing against it though, fortunately, he seemed to discovered nothing out of the ordinary though and had went back to touching her lightly. “I desire to see more,” He added with a grin though it was tough to tell given the lack of many facial muscles. Several teeth overlapped his jaws and he had encouraged her closer to the desk her.

He turned her so that the desk was directly behind her and he was in front of her now. Both hands reached up to her breasts all to eager to rip the cloth off them if she did not hurry and delayed further. Either way he would regard those lovely breasts drawing away her arms if the blushing beauty tried to hide them from his sight.

Next he moved in, a hand on either wrist as he licked at the peek of one of those twin orbs, his member steering and growing more firmer as he continued. After a few minutes he moved on to ravish the other breast doing so for a fair bit before drawing away.

“Now the bottoms ...”

Celine nearly froze for a moment as the alien traced her fake scar, the agent was sure she was going to be found out any minute. It was then he went back to exploring the rest of the agent’s nubile body. He seemed to be enjoying it and stated that he wanted more from girl that he had in his clutches.

He soon turned around the blonde beauty so that she was now placed between him and his desk. Celine let out a soft gsp as she felt his hands on her breats. She tried to cover them as best she could but his hands soon grabbed either of wrists and began to pull the away from her chest so that he could get a full view of her chest.

He soon leaned in and began to lick one of her nipples of her mound. The young woman could feel his member getting harder and stronger as it pressed against her body. After a view minutes he tried her other orb before finally moving away.

My bottom’s. N-No please. She attempted to mve a bit way, but she knew he had to be able to grab her if she didn’t want to blow her cover.

He had managed to grab her. There had been that early fear of discovery but it had passed as his hand had. His grip went to the bottoms that she protested against loosing and Celine soon heard the taring of fabric as he pulled in the opposite direction that she moved in.

The other hand gripped a shoulder now pushing her back at the same time so that she fell back to the desk behind her, his eyes flowing down her features with keen interest, that hardness only continuing to swell until reaching the apex of his growth.

Augustine was large but not overly so. If he were human he could have been a porn star though he was not more than 8 or 9 inches or so.

Once the bottoms had been torn away he discarded them while unleashing himself and working between her thighs, his hand remained on her shoulder pressing her down to the desk so she could not easily get up. He was strong, probably not super human levels but easily stronger than a human and thus was able to easily overpower her, that stiffness rubbing against the inside of her thigh as he moved it to her sex.

“Ready or not, here I cum,” he chuckled at the bad pun as he worked to line himself up against her, his hand working down to grip a breast now as the moment that he aligned himself against her he halted just long enough for her to make sense of what was about to happen before pushing straight into her until their hips met, bouncing off of one another so that he pressed back down against them sharply with another groan.

She let a gasp as he grabbed the blonde beauty. Another hand moved against her bottoms, her unwillingness now being countered by the ripping of her last garment from her body. The cool area soon alerted her that she was completely naked.

Celine could feel a hand move to her shoulder and push her back. The blonde undercover agent let out a shout as she fell back on to the desk behind her. She looked up at the alien, who now had her at his complete mercy.

Looking down she could that Augustine had large member that was quite excited to see her in this vulnerable state.

The alien wasted no time moving himself so he was between Celine’s legs. His hand pressed down on her shoulder, pinning the undercover agent to the desk. She might have been able to fight back, but his weight now on her shoulder she was effectively helpless to his advances. Already Celine could feel the stiff warm member as it press against her thigh, moving ever closer to her netherlips. She gasped in anticipation.

Augustine taunted her as he moved his a hand to one of her massive mounds and began to squeeze and massage it. Unfortunately for Celine, she was simply going to have endure the humiliation if she was going to ever rescue her fellow agent. It was then that he press his member against her sex. N-no….No…AHHHH! Her head jerked back as she felt his phallus push deep into her.

That hand tightened against her breast, squeezing the warm flesh beneath it. Tugging and pulling on it as she pleaded with him. That had not mattered nor had it slowed him down any as he joined the two of them.

Spearing through hot warm flesh he heard the slapping sound made by the joining of their bodies. The steady clapping sound increased as that tempo increased. He even let out a groan feeling the tightness of her inner walls wrapped about him as he thrust into the chalice of her body.

Keeping a hold on her shoulder he alternated those thrusts, a few fast ones followed by a slower set as he grinded against her making deliberate contact with her clit as he did so.

“Not bad,” he managed between gasps. “Though how is your endurance?” A rhetorical question no doubt as he sped back up each stroke making contact with those pleasurable parts inside her, he certainly knew what he was doing.

Celine could feel the hand pressing harder and tighten on her massive breast. He ignored her pleas as he continued to tug and pull on the voluptuous orb. As he did so, it did not seem the alien was letting up on his efforts.

The undercover agent could hear the sounds of the slapping as their bodies slammed into her body faster and faster. Her gaps became higher pitched as she each thrust forced the moans and gasps to escape her lips.

Through it all he kept the well-endowed blonde pinned against the desk. His pace of his thrusts changed as it seemed that he want to make sure her special pearl got attention as well.

M-my …ah…endurance…ohhh… The young woman could feel her body beginning to respond to the pleasure it was feeling. She wanted to put on an act, but the blonde could not believe how her body seemed to be aroused by this.