She finally makes contact with the wall and with the droid, she assumed, approaching she made contact with that caller. As she began to speak though that sound paused yet again as it waited there it seemed. Perhaps that was the sound, perhaps it was using some sort of transmission until it could make contact with her com, she could not say if that was possible or not though it probably was, she wasn't immersed in all the techno babble.

“Oh, it's not as if I go around carrying a bill of sales,” he chuckled. “Though they say possession is nine tenths of the law so I'll just have to take it back.”

She would feel the warmth, at first the environmental controls may have seemed to be adjusted though in such small amounts it had not seemed to make much sense. What she came to realize was that something was caressing her skin … not her hands or head but her chest, her ass, breasts … her suit was moving or felt as if it were though it was more the electrical pulses that connected it better with her mind that had been stimulated and thus the sensations triggered all the same as the suit began to respond.

“Though just taking back what is mine won't suffice. As pathetic as the security droids are they still take money to maintain and do have their uses at times. The AI do have some sophisticated programming though and can be quite costly.

“I am assuming that you are an agent? Oh, it pays out fitting those AI with internal communication devices.” He chuckled. “You may call me Ven.”

Vidalia actually flinches when she hits the wall, but she reaches out to try and find something to hold on to, to secure herself with. "Currently." she replies. "I possess it. Therefore, it's mine." She looks around, but there's not any light, just the darkness pressing in around her. When her suit presses against her she gasps, twitching again. It could have been her imagination though...so she passes it off as that and focuses on keeping this new player distracted.

"What do you mean?" she asks. "They attacked me. I defended myself and the personnel of this station, nothing more....Ven." she says. "Now what are you proposing? What is it that you want from me?"

He chuckled yet again. “Remember you said that.” He was going to possess her … of course slavery was practically illegal the galaxy over. Primitive worlds still practiced it and there were areas and regions that had been tough for local police and the ADD to enforce anything.

Her suit had sent information to her brain and assisted her muscles, relaxing them to prevent nervous shakes for instance and assisting her in aiming by keeping her aim steady.

Then there was the protection it offered in addition to some goodies like the magnetized boots.

“Attacked you? They would have done no such thing had you not interfered with them.”

Areas of the suit began transmitting bogus signals to her. Her muscles could be stimulated to a degree and the suit seemed to move against her faster. In the end though there was no denying that something was happening. Yet as she moved she heard the movement of the thing. It stopped as she did seeming to remain close but not too close.

“Having fun are we?”

Ven delayed for minutes, her suit working against her as it rubbed against her flesh or so they send signals to her brain that interpreted that. Ven may not be able to hack into the minds of organic beings and this was the first time that he tried his hand on a suit so he was unsure if it was having an effect though Vidalia would feel as if hands had been roaming over her, alternating with a slow sensual touch to her nipples and tracking over her slit and ass.

The lights suddenly turned back on though the absence of gravity remained. Shit was finally about to get real and he needed to see her on the security cameras or rather those monitoring the monitors.

One of the doors sounded like it was opening while he approached from one side their were several security droids that finally got into position and came in from the other. She was caught in between them and had to pick her poison. She had time though she could hear the hum of the security droids in the ear distance.

There were a lot. Then in the other direction there was at least one large object. “Give up and I'll make it worthwhile and not sell you.”

Vidalia begins to breathe a little more heavily, her hands instinctively shooting to her breasts to try and protect them from the sensation of roaming hands. It doesn't do any good though, it still feels as if someone is touching her. Her thighs press together and she bites her lower lip to keep from making any noise. The agent doesn't answer accusations, instead turning to try and press her boots to the wall and anchor herself. Once that's done, she straightens up, doing her best to ignore the sensations that continually tease at her.

"Damn." she mutters under her breath, blinking as the light is turned on again, blinding her for a short time. She blinks and tilts her head, a hand lifting to shield her eyes for a moment. She finds herself pinned between a whole...whole lot of droids. More than she can reasonably handle like this. The other direction though....

She glances behind herself at the large object, biting her lower lip. One is better than a few dozen, perhaps she can evade it. Besides, it's in the direction she needs to go. Vidalia kicks off the wall and aims her rifle at the droids, firing a burst and letting the recoil accelerate her towards the large object. "You don't own me." she counters. "And why should I give up?"

She breaks to her left though the first of the security droids are set upon her. They are not as easy to deal with, not that they had improved any though the zero-g effect made it tougher on her. The droids were not effected though she worked out that the recoil of her weapon assisted in propelling her along.

Either she would have to move along with magnetized boots at a slow pace or pull herself along the walls. In either case it was tougher to dodge and while she made her way from the droids she would either have to make the adjustments or announce her position by firing and going in the desired direction from the recoil.

But right now it was not as if she had any place to hide so it wasn't too much of a factor. It was a straight shot to the corner, her suit still playing with her a little.

“But possession is nineteenths of the law,” Ven taunted from the com. There were a lot of security droids, perhaps all of those in the section coming from one direction.

Fighting was like dealing with a zombie hoard. Individually they were not much but to deal with so many at once she would either run out of power packs for her weapon or get overrun.

So one was better than all that though as she grabbed a corner of the corridor that bent she was faced with a droid that had magnetized feat. It was large the top of the head just shy of hitting the ceiling.

Humanoid in shape it had two arms that were more akin to pinchers, one that seemed human like and the last was actually a cannon of some sort.

It moved towards her at a steady pace now that it detected her, firing a beam from the cannon at her, the beam was set to stun and there were other settings and functions of the weapon. This was one of the basic ones.

The chassis seemed thicker and even diffused some of the energy from blast attacks given the materials it had been constructed of. It had to be very expensive indeed though it would make her wonder if she choose correctly ...

Vidalia certainly isn't worried about hiding right now, they had all seen her...they all know just where to find her so she focuses on destroying as many as she can while running towards her ship. She turns as she floats along, staring at the large droid ahead of her. The beam, luckily, misses her as she fires a somewhat wild blast back to change her course. She strikes the wall hard though, and it takes her a moment to push herself off of it, her weapon aimed towards the large droid.

The constant touching and teasing is making it hard for her to focus. Her nipples, pierced with rings, stand out hard against her suit, straining for freedom. She hits the next wall and kicks against it again, bouncing herself back and forth across the corridor while firing her weapon at the large droid.

It was a mess. Her suit even worked against her stimulating her and making it hard to focus … or even aim effectively though the droid ahead was pretty big and did not bother to dodge seeing how the energy diffused against it to little to no effect.

Ballistic weapons and explosives were probably far more effective though it kept coming as she slammed back into walls. It fired at her, she managed to avoid the shots but before long she was hit with a new sort of problem.

The security droids at one end of the corridor … there were too many to dodge as a steady stream of energy bolts, she would have been killed if they had not been on a stun setting. Apparently the droids were good for something. When she regained conscious she was stripped naked and laying prone at the feet of a a humanoid droid that had graspers and hulled her naked form up as soon as it was evident that she was conscious.

The clamp around her neck, she was on the bridge of a ship it looked like, there were all manners of droids but among them was a reptile, a Hel'Corian more draconic in appearance then one of her fellow agent Nail.

He approached, a grin on his features.

“Well, what to do with you now,” a hand enveloped her breast, a rub there then a tug on her piercing to stretch the nipple a little before snapping it back into place like a rubber band. “Nice tits ...”

Of course he had been ready for her to resist or try to strike him though that had not mattered at present even if he were getting a bit distracted.

Vidalia tries her best to dodge, but with so many attacking her it's only a matter of time before she's hit. Once disabled, it's a simple matter to collect her and transport her anywhere they wish. Stripping her naked may have been difficult for some, but not with such control over her suit. Soon, the naked agent is struggling as she's lifted up and held slightly suspended, facing the draconic alien.

She breathes deeply, still a little dazed due to the beam that had knocked her out. "Ven.." she gasps out weakly, letting out a soft cry when he tugs on her nipple. "Ahhh! You bastard! Let me go!" She kicks at him, her hands busy holding onto the claw that is clamped around her neck. "Put me down and let me go now or you'll pay...I swear it."

“More than I already have?” He was referring to all the damaged and destroyed droids. His control over nearby electronics proved useful as the droid tightened her grip a bit. She managed to get a few good kicks in though nothing substantial.

Ven was expecting them after all and easily slapped many away before back handing her. The droid dropped her to the floor before choking the life out of her though before she fully recovered from that she felt the toes of his boot smash into her shoulder.

Droids closed in, others ignored the situation altogether though Ven moved in slowly, a grin etched on his features. “It is rather hopeless, but with all the destruction I'm going to make some of that money back eventually but first I'm going to have some fun.

“Fight back and you'll regret it.” His eyes peeled over that naked body. He was armed though his weapon was holstered at his side. Perhaps getting it was the only real shot she had currently any way attain it as if he knew her thoughts or had been daring her.

Vidalia gasps as she's struck to the floor, falling there...thankfully out of the grasp of the droid that had been holding her. She grunts when he kicks her shoulder, the agent curling up and rolling away. She looks up at her captor, breathing in deeply as she tries to crawl up to one knee. She looks the alien over, studying him...and then making the lunge for his waist as if she wanted to tackle him. HEr hand goes for that weapon though, attempting to draw it and aim it at his head.

“Wrong choice,” he smirked as she dove at him. He had not even bothered to dodge though he wasn't too swift as it were given his old injuries, injuries that had allowed him the sort of control he now had over machines.

She managed to draw that blaster from the holster though he wrapped his arms around her waist driving her back against a guardrail near one of the work stations. He uses it to slam her lower back into that guard rail and though she had plenty of time to shoot him at close range she would find that the weapon did not work, whatever power supply it ran off had to be depleted, perhaps he was baiting her in all the while.

Pressing her up against that guard rail she would feel something grasp on ankle, then the other, cold and metallic she was probably being ensnared by droids.

Ven gripped a breast with one hand giving it a squeeze as he jerked back her head by the hair with the other. No longer worried about grasping her by the waist. He mouth descended down to her ear.

“You can do better than that,” he chuckled before sweeping his tongue behind her ear.

Vidalia gasps as she finds herself thrust almost instantly against a station, pinned there and flailing a little bit. She brings the weapon around, aiming it at Ven's head...and finding that it won't fire. "Bastard." she growls out at him. She tries to kick, but her leg is already trapped by the droid. She doesn't even glance down as Ven is far too close, able to hold onto her and force her to arch with that hand in her hair and the other on her breast. 'Ahh...you...you bastard!" she gasps, striking at his head with the butt of the weapon. It could make a decent club, at the very least.

The clubbing motions were not as effective as she would have liked as the hand that jerked her hair back grabbed at her wrist and slowed the motion of her arm before wrestling the weapon from her grasp.

It clattered to the deck of the ship though she had got at least one solid hit in there with it before drawing her attention. He snarled at her, no longer grinning, though she discovered that he was stronger than he looked even with his injuries a human had been no match for a Hel'Corian and it had not been as if those were fresh injuries either, cybernetics replaced a lot of damaged components on his left side.

A spider like droid, perhaps some sort of maintenance droid able to get into tight areas had climbed up her back, shooting forth a sticky strand, some sort of adhesive or cable she wasn't sure just what it was used for though it ensnared her wrist and began pulling it towards it with enough force to disable it from use other then being caught in an eternal tug of war.

Another droid scurried along the railing, smaller than the other but securing her arm higher up since her wrist was grasped by Ven's hand though it walked back pulling the hand out at the side as it went. This freed up Ven's hand and he was back to grinning as he reached down with a hand brushing it back and forth against her pussy for a small while before unzipping his pants.

It was clear what he intended though he was drawing this out and getting her to anticipate what was to come.

Fingers found her clit and began rubbing against it from side to side. “You should have just submitted though I'm glad you did not. This is far more fun, don't you think?” And with that his flared tip skimmed against her inner thigh before placing itself against her heated entrance.

Vidalia grins a little at the fact that she had managed to hit him...and soon finds herself pinned quite firmly in place. She looks from one side to the other, grunting a little as she tries to pull herself free from the two droids that are slowly binding her to the railing. She struggles with them, making a little progress but her strength can't hold out forever and soon she's held quite firmly in place. She looks down when Ven lowers his hand, feeling his digits brushing against her sex.

"N..no...you can't." she gasps out. "You can't!" She tries to kick at him once again and then press her thighs together. "Stop!"

“Stop?” He raised a brow though he had to fight with her a little to pres between her thighs. He graced the slit of her body with the tip of his allowing that to sink in and relishing in her distress. “You will regret what you've done here today. But for starters I know how you can begin paying me back.”

He pressed forth with his hips then, his scaly shaft filling her in an instant though he did not move further as he collected himself within that warm confine of her body.

One hand fondling a tit as other droids moved about the bridge. “Nice ...” he enjoyed the feel pulling out of her, nearly slipping free from her before stabbing forth once more with a sudden deep thrust though he did not stop now driving within her each time faster then the last as she peeled about him.

His mouth fell to her other breast sucking the large mound of flesh as his delight was muffled as those groans broke free from him.