"Good girl." Grinning in contentment, Orm obviously approved of her answer and teasingly fondled the handfuls of ass in his grasp once more before allowing her to pursue her intimate call of duty. She worked her way beneath the table, gradually undoing the confinement of his pants which gave rise to the mammoth member it contained. It popped free and into prominence, throbbing powerfully while engorging with blood, bouncing up and down with each surge that filled him to capacity before Minerva found herself faced with the full pride of his immense spire of man meat. No doubt anyone in the dining hall would live up to him, but the temptation was great to service them all with the suggestion being planted directly into her mind.

Seductive fragrances emanated from the mighty phallus and much like before they aroused the beautiful crimson topped agent to no end, similar to aphrodisiac as the effects rained down on her almost instantly. She would feel one of his hands travel to the back of her head, casually seizing a shock of hair there to further establish his dominance upon her, but thus far the muscular Captain didn't force her forward in the least. It was too obvious how much Minerva looked forward to pleasuring him and the collar merely enhanced that particular desire boiling within her.

"You were absolutely remarkable last night." Orm cooed while looking down at his perfect wife, the glint of lust replaced by a burning fire which his invitingly pulsating manhood reflected every waking moment. A good whiff of it nearly had her head spinning for the virile scepter just smelled too good to be true, downright intoxicating to the core. "If you perform well enough in front of everyone, maybe I'll be the first to take you today. You want that, don't you?"

Orm seemed to quite happy with Minerva enthusiasm for current task. His hands for a moment could not stop grabbing her shapely rear, but eventually the Captain let her go. The redhead had managed to get underneath the table where she could get his pants free. Eventually she did so, which released the mammoth phallus. It throbbed quite powerfully, it almost seemed prehensile with the way it twitched up and down as it anticipated its rendezvous with the beautiful redhead. The wife could not help but felt a little sad for the rest of the crew for their members surely could not be nearly as massive as that of her husband. But the only way she was going to find out would to serve all the men in the dining hall as she had been asked.

The redhead had could feel the collar heat up as it seem to Minerva to match her own arousal. She had no idea that it was part of the reason why she thought the fragrances were aphrodisiacs to her. A powerful hand reached down and it soon grabbed on to a shock of her crimson hair. The young woman did feel the hand put any pressure on her, instead he seemed to be showing off his dominance of the redhead to the other crew members. The young woman did not really care at the moment as she was still under the table, she was more focused on the task on hand and that involved the giant member right in front of her.

It was then that Orm explained that he would be first to take the young woman if performed well. Yes, I would want that, my love. Without hesitation the young woman turned back to the mighty phallus and began to wash the tip with her tongue. It was just the beginning as she got more and more into it her lips soon began to wrap around the member and began to move down its length slowly and seductively.

"Ohhh yeah." Pleasure drunken light grey eyes gazed deeply into her own when Minerva began to partake in the glorious scepter that was his member, his head dipping back into his neck at the first sign of these deliciously full lips consuming the tip, moaning out to the ceiling above. Clearly the muscular dragon was taken by her loving advances and much to her delight, her own body couldn’t get enough of it either. It felt as though every motion of her head infused her with pleasure like the very act of fellating her beloved husband channeled the same amount of carnal bliss straight into her system, forcing her own arousal to grow uncontrollably.

Events began to unfold all around as her service to the Captain alerted the others to what Minerva had on offer. Further sounds could be heard beside her own, the sound of chairs scraping over the ground as the men therein took to their feet in a hurry. She’d find the sounds of approach footsteps ringing in her ear, each getting no closer than a few meters from her passionate service to the Captain whose sounds of growing delight were barely held back all the way through each and every lick and suck upon his trembling phallus.

"Uh! Ungh!" Soon those equally loving and passionate groans turned to bestial grunts of barely suppressed pleasure, the vigorous draconic nature of her husband gradually coming to the light of day while his most devoted wife gave it her all. She put on quite the performance for not just the Captain, but the whole group while they amassed about the table in a lingering mob, eager to get their hands on her, but with Orm they wouldn’t dare go against the strongest of them all. Still, his composure was wavering and his manhood throbbing within her mouth, ready to burst at the seams. It wouldn’t be long now before he lost himself to the pleasure Minerva cast unto him every waking moment.

Almost at once, Minerva’s husband let out a satisfied comment as Minerva began to do her seductive work. She could not see the was the reaction of the space captain as his head dipped back to his neck in the reaction. Even as it did so, Minerva could feel the warmth of her collar as she continued fellate her husband. It only seemed to match her own lust as she could feel her arousal grow even stronger than before. It only seemed to encourage the redhead to pick up the pace even as he seemed to be focused on just the throbbing rob that was before her. Her fingers seemed to rub even more vigorously across the phallus.

Minerva did not realize that her efforts had gathered the attention of the creatures and pirates in the mess hall. Chairs began to scrape across the floor of the mess hall. Footsteps could be heard all around her as the men moved quickly to observe the lewd acts that the redheaded wife was performing on her husband. As far as Minerva was concerned was the only thing that mattered was the sounds that her husband was making and that lovely, massive, throbbing phallus that she had her lips wrapped around.

The draconic space captain released more of his moans slowly becoming more and more bestial as Minerva’s efforts. Though a crowd was gathering around Orm and Minerva, Minerva was effectively blind to the crowd around her. At the same time though the crew had all sorts of plans for the redhead, they would do not dare interrupt Orm and risk his wrath. Already, the dutiful wife could tell that his manhood was throbbing quite rapidly at this point and was close to its release. It simply made Minerva to pick up the pace as she attempted to drive her husband into a moment of pure bliss.

“You’re amazing at this, Uhhnn!” Again, escape from what could almost be considered a privilege had been out of the question. Sucking him off had been the most arousal inciting activity Minerva performed to date and the longer her body was subjected to the scent of his crotch and the taste of his precum, the more her own body wanted to be claimed by it. Stimulating male musk penetrated her lungs with every intake of air, clouding her mind with the blind desire for erotic attention from whomever was willing to provide it while her own lust had grown enough to make her downright desperate for sex. “Ahhh!” Soon, however, the mighty roar of her husband announced the release to come, that thick pulsating ember firing copious measures of liquid love into her waiting mouth while Orm held her close, not allowing her to steal away while feeding on his cum.

“Drink it all up for me, honey.” Orm moaned between soft gasps for fresh air, the burden of his loins flowing into her mouth with every beat of his heart although by the time he had nothing more to give, he finally released Minerva from the enormous girth of his phallus by dragging her mouth off and releasing her majestic crimson crown of hair. His lecherous expression could not be mistaken for something other than the desire to continue and he was not the sort of man to wait long for what he wanted.

“Get up on the table, love, back first and spread your legs wide. I’ll take you in front of everyone to show them you belong to no one but me.” It was a command, one Minerva would feel compelled to follow for what better way to prove her worth as the wife of a powerful muscular man like him than to offer her body to him whenever he pleased? She was getting groomed to become his most ideal slave, the second woman to endure the collar for an extended period of time, but probably the first with whom Orm chose to take a more direct approach. In the future her old personality would be erased completely, a mere parasite to the body and mind that suited his desires the most, but that’d take time.

Thus far Ania had taken an interest in saving her and her fellow comrade from such a cruel fate, but at the time none of that occurred to the mind swapped woman. She was his wife and would do as she was asked. Of course, the sight of the crowd had become all the more prominent with her display of bringing Orm to orgasm. “My men are waiting eagerly.” She could see the thick bulges in their pants, few of which could hope to come close to the raw power of her draconic husband, but still more than any human male could have mustered. It’d be a long morning, no doubt. “Dip your head back over the edge of the table so that one may take your mouth while I make your body mine.”

Minerva could feel the lust building within in her as she continued to do what she could to suck off her husband. It seemed that every time her mouth slid forward she would get more of his attractive scent and more of it aroused her. Her collar felt very warm around her neck, seemingly responding to her arousal, at least it what the hapless agent thought. Now her clouded mind was could not think of anything but sex, especially at the moment. She could hear the groans of the her husband becoming louder and more desperate as he seemed to be more closer to his own state of bliss. Soon a mighty roar filled the hall as Orm announced his release. The massive phallus began to pulsate and then it released massive amounts of hot release inside Mienrva’s mouth. Even though she was aware what was going to happen, her eyes went wide with shock from the sheer amount and thickness of the hot release.

Orm asked her to ensure no amount of his seed would be wasted and his grip remained tight on her firey red hair to ensure that she would pull back before she gotten last drop. The young woman needed little encourage beyond her collar as she dutifully did her part swallowing every last drop. Only when she was done, did he let go pulling his massive member out of her mouth and let go of her crimson hair. Still the look on his face said everything, and that he was far from being finished with the red head.

With a command he ordered Minerva into action, the redhead began to move from underneath the table. She climbed up on the table and laid down on her back. The young woman did what she was told and spread her legs out wide, doing what could to please her loving her husband. Little did the redhead realize that this was just simply the first of many sessions as Orm had decided to take personal interested in the redhead. The collar was going to make sure that the agent would not do anything but be someone that he could enjoy whenever it pleased him. He just needed to make sure that her old personality would never emerge again. And the space captain was sure his techs were working on even now.

Ania had promised Minerva that she would rescue not only herself but her comrade as well, but that was something that the redhead had no memory of. Instead she could see the crowd of ship’s crew were now surrounding the space captain’s wife. Lying down at waist level, it was easy to see all the thick buldges as the crew seemed to be quite excited. They all seemed to be quite big but not as large as the her mighty husband. He ordered her to lower her head. Yes, my love. She moved slightly as she repositioned her head so she could lean her head over the table and service one of the crew members.

Shimmering beads of precum bubbled up at the crown of his member while he moved in to position himself against her flower, his enthusiasm more than obvious at how quickly his arousal appeared to escalate though he groaned softly as that mighty ember sawed along the slit of her body, lightly parting her delicate petals. “Such a good wife you are.” Orm praised her dedication to the task at hand while grabbing both her deliciously rich thighs in preparation of what was to come. Sliding along her blooming orifice got him nicely coated in her own juices before he angled his impatiently pulsating love pole against her, prodding the delightful warmth of her sex. Surely the crew would join him soon enough, but the first taste of her body wrapping about his manhood belonged to no one but him.

“Uhhnn ..” With but one fell swoop and deep, pleasure filled groan, Orm plunged into the confines of her velvety sheath. She could not contain a man of his stature completely, but the agent had been completely filled with his throbbing man meat nonetheless while Minerva had to look at the crowd of men waiting their turn. Once he’d gotten used to the sensation of her body all around him, however, Orm began to move his hips back and forth, claiming her womanhood with an ever increasing pace before calling out to his men. “Join me, everyone, mouth and hands for each of you until you tire of using her. You’re in for a feast today!”

His invitation found great approval within the crew who began removing their clothes at a moment’s notice with the more impatient men approaching straight away before unzipping their pants to earn their treat quicker than others. Sinister albeit lust drunken laughter and chuckling erupted from the crowd, coupled with the obvious cheer for the chance to vent their sexual frustration with a woman of her caliber. She had been faced with the first crew member lucky enough to close the distance, a male alien of athletic stature his hand seizing her chin while the girth of his shaft had been brought to her mesmerizing lips. “Open wide, whore.” Once Minerva complied, he wasted little time in thrusting his cock into her mouth and throat.

“Suck on it, bitch, oh yeah ..” Every thrust of his had been long and deep, forcing her to swallow his length whole each time. She had her gag reflex disabled for the occasion, allowing her to endure the procedure without discomfort as her unseen husband provided her pleasure centers with ample measures of delight. All Minerva could see were other men waiting their turn from the corners of her eyes while the balls of the one fucking her mouth took up the majority of her field of view, occasionally smacking into her face the way he took advantage of her. She’d undoubtedly see little more over the course of this extensive lovemaking session. Two more men climbed on the table to occupy her empty hands, awaiting her attention as they shuffled close enough for her to feel that they were within reach.

Minerva let of a soft moan as she felt the heated member move and rub against the her flower. She could feel the thick phallus rub against the tender pedals of her flower. Slowly but surely the pedals were being parted from each other ever so slightly. Minerva looked up at her loving husband as he continued the process of taking her, she could feel powerful hands begin to grip each of her athletic thighs. After a bit of repositing, Minerva could feel that heated rod once more at her very gate waiting to push into her very core. It seemed like the dragon captain was waiting for the right moment to claim her once and for all. The moment did not take very long.

The captain made one solid thrust that went into her very core. The wife head jerked back as she let out a loud astonished moan as she felt his thick member push into her very core. For a moment the redhead could feel nothing but the throbbing member inside her as it completely filled her. However soon Orm began to thrust back and forth, forcing gasps and squeals from the young woman on the table in front of him. Soon however he called other members to join in the pleasure of having Minerva today.

A loud cheer went up went up among the rest of the crew, along with lust driven laughter and chuckling. With her back on the table, Minerva had interesting view of the men on the otherside of the table. The redhead could see them already taking off their clothes, some of the crew could not even wait that long simply dropping their pants as the closed on the redhead. One crewmember grabbed the young woman by the mouth and promply order to open it. She barely had anytime to open her mouth before the althletic alien began thrusting his hardened rod deep into her mouth and her throat.

She might have gagged if she could, but somehow that was not happening despite how long and deep each thrust in her mouth. Still she could only pure pleasure from her husband fast and deep thrusts into her core. She made muffled moans as she felt her collar was quite warm it was. She could see little of the crew with the athletic alien taken so much of her field of view. It was more that she could feel men climbing on to the table as they move to near either one of her hands. The young woman could feel something warm and hard being placed in each of her hands. Almost subconsciously she began to rub her hands up and down each of the lengths.

Amid the constant comments and attention from the crew, the agent knew no peace of mind as every moment of serving them with her body brought her closer to the abyss. Almost every orifice was taken care of, yet her body hungered for the ultimate praise of her actions, the virile male essence that’d drown her mind in the most delightful of aromas. She did not have to wait long once the men in her tender hands began to throb under the continuous influence of her touch.

Steaming hot semen gushed onto her nude body from the exploding shafts in her hands, each growing larger with every torrent of fresh cum surging through the narrow passage only to splash on her exposed breasts and utterly entranced face. Soon thereafter the Captain himself flooded her quivering folds with his release as the tip of his trembling cock rested directly against her cervix, firing his thick goopy load deep into her waiting womb. Worse things were yet to come, for when the male alien abusing her throat finally came, he didn’t even think of pulling out. His member clogged her mouth completely, preventing her from drawing breath though Minerva did not have any hope of suffocating at their hands.

Such an untimely demise might have been preferable to life considering what the Captain had in mind for her, but Minerva would know no such mercy from these men anytime soon. She didn’t experience any kind of horror at the knowledge that there was no way for her to suck in another lungful of air in any ordinary fashion. There was not a shred of despair to be found. In truth, however, she didn’t lack oxygen to breathe. Minerva didn’t need to breathe on her own for the moment. Something kept the agent going, most likely an injection from the collar or otherwise though it would have been a nightmare to live through for the real Minerva who lived on somewhere deep inside and wanted to take a breath, buried away beneath the woman who loved and embraced it all without the faintest sliver of protest.

She found herself on the verge of burning up with lust and her collar glowed brighter than ever before when he extracted himself from her mouth and saved up one final blast of seed to join the ones already coating her gorgeous face in pungent cum. It was far from over then as the next few took over, each changing positions safe for Orm himself who continued claiming his wife for what felt like hours to come. She was reduced to a mere rutting animal whose sole purpose was to service every man in the dining hall until her body gave out. She’d soon learn that her body could go on for far longer than usual with the proper adjustments being made, but even then it was only a matter of time before the beautiful red head blacked out.

Minerva came to her senses in a familiar, luxuriously equipped bedroom, the lights dimmed to minimum levels in order to allow for a more soothing atmosphere. She had been cleaned up and dressed in a night gown before someone tucked her into bed. Thus far it appeared no one else resided within the room or the remainder of the Captain’s suite. She was alone.

Upon moving, however, it became quite obvious that her recovery wouldn’t be a swift one. Aching muscles were the constant reminder of how much her body went through earlier. Combined with a sore throat and full stomach, one could only imagine just what her personal breakfast looked like. She had no indication of how much time had actually passed since her body collapsed, but every movement caused her limbs to scream for further relaxation to recover from the extensive sexual ordeal.

Suddenly, there was a noise coming from the lobby. It appeared as though someone accidentally nudged one of the chairs. She was mistaken earlier. Someone or something was indeed out there. Sadly, her devoted wife personality remained active even now, the mindset that was looking forward to having her husband back in her arms or, more specifically, back in bed. Upon checking, however, Minerva found Ania to be the one who returned to her chambers with agent Sterling in tow. Once again, her mind was about to be exchanged for the original as the soft, soothing voice of the blue skinned alien addressed Minerva at once. “Agent Rocha.”

Minerva could feel her body getting closer and closer as she to the edge, as the crew had their way with the redhead. She could feel the crew’s phalluses in her hands already hard from the attention they were receiving. Soon she could feel the was one of the members begin to throb from her touch as she stroked it over and over again. It only seemed to spur Minerva into further action as she picked up the pace.

Suddenly Minerva could feel hot spray across her exposed breasts and sprayed across her face with hot release. She had little time as the Captain thick member thrusted particularly hard in her tight folds. The young woman let out a muffled moan as she felt the powerful phallus press against her cervix, before it released its heavy load deep into her very core. The redhead had to deal with the alien male who was still thrusting in her mouth. He soon reaches his breaking point as he then sprays into her mouth. Wanting to enjoy the moment he does nothing to pull out keeping her mouth completely clogged with his phallus. If she was going to get air, it would not be through the use of her mouth.

However, the readhead felt some sort of sharp pain in her neck, as if something stabbed there. It quickly faded away and the wife of the Captain simply became lost in her own lust and pleasure once again. The pain was some sort of injection from the collar, probably infusing her blood stream with what her blocked airways could no longer provide. It was a fate probably worse than death for the agent that remained buried deep inside this body’s psyche, but for the dutiful wife it simply pure bliss as she let out a muffled scream of joy.

The redhead lust had not even slowed down in the slightest and in fact seem to grow even stronger than before. The collar was now hot to the touch and glowed brightly as the alien male finally pulled out of her mouth one last time. He had one last load and he sprayed across her face before he was finally spent. This simply meant another crewmember now had to partake in the lovely redhead before them. And so it went as another crewmember took advantage of the young woman after one was spent. Only Ohm was constant in his thrusts, seeming going hours and hours with the redhead. For Minerva she was no longer an agent merely a beautiful plaything to rut with whenever they pleased. Her body went on for far longer than the normally sane redhead would have thought possible. But eventually even the woman in this state, it became too much for the red head and after one last final orgasm the young woman passed out.

With a grown Minerva slowly regained consciousness. As her eyes began to focus she began to realize that she was no longer in the mess hall. Instead she appeared to be in Captain Ohm’s luxuriously equipped bedroom. The lights were dimmed and she was tucked into the bed to give her some rest after the long day she had.
Minerva came to her senses in a familiar, luxuriously equipped bedroom, the lights dimmed to minimum levels in order to allow for a more soothing atmosphere. She had been cleaned up and dressed in a night gown before someone tucked her into bed. Thus far it appeared no one else resided within the room or the remainder of the Captain’s suite. She was alone.

The redhead attempted to remove the covers, but her body ached in protest. The ordeal she had gone with was an exhausted. She could only partially remove the covers, revealing she had been dressed in a black night gown. Her throat quite sore and her stomach felt full from her “meal” in the mess hall. All her body wanted to do and collapse and try to sleep off this exhaustion she had felt from the extended session she had with the crew. However, there was little time that she was going to be alone.

She heard a noise coming from the lobby. Was it her husband returning home, the redhead struggled to sit up eagerly to greet her husband once more. However it was not her husband, it was the only two other women on the ship. One was the asure well-endowed Ania and the other was platinum blonde, Sterling, still wearing her form fitting outfit. At one Ania said he magic words, an Minerva’s head became dizzy. She almost fell back into bed, but somehow she remained sitting up. Uhhhh….I do not want to every go through that again…

Something not even the beautiful crimson haired agent could deny was that their alleged savior had been quite forthcoming to her allies despite the hopeless situation they were in, doomed to a life of slavery if not aided in their escape. Ania lent the dizzy human female some assistance with a tentacle supporting her back for a moment, but the touch faded as soon as Minerva managed to at least sit up straight on her own. She looked the peach skinned human over with a mild sigh, obviously not quite taken by her current condition, but from the looks of it circumstances had changed in their favor.

“Well, don’t screw up and you won’t ever have to.” She noted while approaching the seated woman, reaching out for her neck with her tendrils. “Your clock’s ticking, by the way. We’ve landed the Gensou on a desolate world where it will be transferring cargo for the next few hours, which means it’s time to let you both off the hook. So relax, you’re finally getting your collar removed.”

“She told me I had to wait until now to get rid of mine, too.” From the corner of her eye, Minerva found the agent Lenore Sterling was no longer wearing her mind altering collar and managed to retain her original personality despite staying aboard the Gensou much longer than her fellow partner, meaning chances were well above average that the lovely red head wouldn’t even keep a trace of her parasite personality when they got out of here. All the while Ania loomed over her, smooth azure tentacles touching both the delicate skin around her neck and the device strapped to it.

“I’m going to give you a quick rundown of what’s expected of you in the next few hours. Any crew and guards on board will be down to a minimum aside from those in the cargo bays, but you’ve got no business being there anyway. Your objectives are as follows; head over to the area where you’ve first got the collars placed around your neck. You’ll find the exact route to the laboratory on this datapad.” A lone tentacle of hers pointed at the platinum blonde agent who held a small tablet device up for her to see before Ania continued. “You can wipe the ship’s database clean of any data regarding the collars from there. The ship uses a closed system and hasn’t transferred any research files elsewhere in a long time. If you want to make sure no one uses these collars on your agents ever again, I suggest you eliminate whatever scientists are in the laboratory as well.”

“Once that’s taken care of, all you’ve got left to do is hijack one of the ships in one of the hangars. If you encounter resistance, you have to improvise. I cannot let you into the armory without making the Captain think you might have had more than a little luck and the collars malfunctioned. Remember, you owe me for this, so I expect you to hold up your end of our bargain when the time comes.” Azure eyes looked down at Minerva with fascination shimmering in their midst, a profound urge to explore her body in ways that weren’t foreign to the agent whatsoever. “In the meantime, I’ll make sure the remaining prototypes are either destroyed or lost, if you will, never to be used again. Aaand .. that’d be it.”

She felt the weight of the collar lifted off her neck. After several days of constant brainwashing and slavery, Minerva Rocha had been released into freedom once more. Lenore didn’t wait around for long, however, bumping into Ania on the way to the red head who’d feel her warm touch on her shoulder. “We better get things moving as soon as possible, Minerva. Any second we lose brings us closer to failure. We’re in some sort of a hurry, too, so I’ll just keep these rags on until we’ve made it out of here.” Wearing a rather revealing maid’s uniform, Sterling looked to be rather uncomfortable, but far too eager to leave to care about her attire that much. Still, finding Minerva to be quite dizzy had her worried about how much the agent could take, a concerned look stealing over her features right then and there. “Are you feeling alright?”

Minerva knew that really her only chance the was the azure huntress. If Ania did not help, the young woman and her fellow agent would spend the rest of their lives acting as slaves aboard this ship. A tentacle moved to help the exhausted redhead to at least sit up on the bed. It took a lot of effort for the agent to sit up even with help of Ania’s tentacle. The azure warrior looked over with a slight disappointed over Minerva, it was quite clear that Minerva was in no shape for Ania to have fun with. Still it seemed like their time to escape was now.

The tentacle withdrew as Ania explained that the Gensou had landed on a desolate world. It was unloading cargo at the moment, which meant they had a few hours to make their escape. A tentacle reached out and touch the collar, Ania explained that the collar that has sapped even Minerva’s formidable will was finally being removed.

Major Sterling explains that she had to wait until this morning. The platinum blonde was no longer wearing a collar and she seemed to be the sharp minded agent she was when she first arrived on the Gensou. It gave the red head hope, if Major Sterling could get free of the collar’s effects, then it would stand reason that Minerva would get free as well. Already Ania leaned over the attractive red head. The azure warrior tentacles moved up to touch the agent around her neck and the collar that was surrounded it.

Ania quickly explained that would only have a few hours to work with. With most of the crew in the cargo bays, there were only be a few guards throughout the rest of the ship. The azure told them to go to the laboratory where each of the agents had received their collars. To ensure they remembered where they were, Ania had already handed Major Sterling a small tablet like device that had a map of the ship. Once they found it they could wipe the computers of any files involving the collars so that they are never used again. To be absolutely thorough, Ania suggested the agents eliminate any scientists the pair found.

Of course that was half the plan. The women still had to hijack one of the ships in the hanger. With out weapons it would be hard, but they were going to have to figure that out on their own. There was no way the agents were going to be able to retrieve anything from the armory as that would draw the suspicions of the Captain. The azure warrior look over the red headed agent with hungry eyes as she explained that Minerva would have to hold up. While all of this was going on, Ania would destroy the prototype collars to ensure that no one else was ever enslaved by them.

Minerva could feel her collar finally being lifted off her neck, the redhead could finally feel like she was free of the constant brainwashing and servitude. The young woman could feel the warm touch of Lenore on her shoulder. The platinum blonde was wearing a maid’s uniform, well if one could call that a uniform. It seemed to barely cover any part of the tan-skinned woman. She tried to help Minerva up, but it appeared the redhead was quite dizzy. I was forced…t-to service…the entire crew…at least most of them last ni…whenever it was. She tried to right herself. But this are one chance at freedom, I won’t let it go by!

Lenore grinned impishly at her fellow agent upon hearing her enthusiasm. “Then up on your feet and get moving, Lieutenant. Don’t make me carry you.” It hardly sounded as though the Major pushed her too hard for the nature of her voice was more encouragement than command. She meant to motivate her subordinate into action given the fact their time aboard had been limited, even more so the amount of time they’d be free to move around. Taking off eventually was inevitable and they had to be long gone by then. Far more important was that, if they got caught, they had to capture a craft and fly out of range long before the crew could be warned and moved to intercept. It’d take time to prepare something as large as the Gensou for takeoff, after all, but whatever fighter craft they had would still be a problem.

While Sterling retracted her reassuring touch from the beautiful red haired agent, Ania decided to collect her collar and leave. “Anyway, I better make myself scarce.” She announced to the group of two while heading out of the dimly lit living compartment of the suite, casting a mere final glance over her shoulder. “If you’re detected, you’ll have a better chance of getting away as long as I’m not around to come after you. The brutes are armed, but they tend to be rather inattentive and aren’t good for much other than a show of force. You should be able to sneak around undetected if you play it smart. Who knows, maybe you’ll even manage to steal one of their weapons?”

It’d certainly help in taking out the augmented aliens Minerva had seen on her earlier travels throughout the ship, much like the one who installed the collar in the first place, but that was on them to worry about now. With Ania leaving the Captain’s suite and shutting the door behind her, the two agents were left to their own devices. “If you want to take it slow for now, I’d understand.” Lenore added then, not admitting any kind of weakness while their captor was still around though once Ania left her emerald green eyes fell on her partner. “I need you to be ready for what lies ahead. So if you need a minute, take it.”

The major grinned impishly at Minerva, a look she had never seen on her superior. The tan skinned woman immediately order the Lieutenant to her feet. Though her legs screamed at her in exhaustion, the redhead was able to will herself the back on her feet. There was not a lot of time for them to make their escape, and Minerva knew they had to take advantage of this situation while they had to chance. The Gensou was known to have some fighter craft and those would be sent out the instant they realize the agents had stolen a craft and had escaped. The further they were out before the crew realized what happen, the more likely an escape would be successful. I will do my best to keep up. You will not need to carry me. The agent said it just to convince herself as she did the major.

Ania explained that she need not be seen around the pair of women, it would merely tip off the crew that was something wrong. If the two agents were off by themselves they would just be assumed to be slaves just moving about the ship to the whims of some other crewmembers on the ship. Major Sterling and Lieutenant Rocha would just have to make sure to play the part to ensure the crew remained unaware. The brutes in particular were not very perceptive, and not known for their mental acuity. The pair of women could probably sneak pass them and talk their way out of any problems with them. And there was the weapons they carried.

If the agents could take some of the weapons, it would help to even the odds against the brutes if some sort of violent confrontation was to take place. However that was something they would have to play by ear, only in the right situation would Lenore and Minerva be able to get their hands on such weapons. Lenore grey eyes fell on the exhausted Minerva as she asked her question. To be honest, I could use a day to recover. However we don’t have a day, so I think I am as ready as I going to get for this. I will make sure it is enough.

“You’re right. Let’s go, then.” Minerva wasted little time relaxing any further and as a result Lenore led the way deeper into the ship, alternating between maneuvering the unknown maze of corridors and checking the map they were given. Ania gave them a fairly decent shot at escape. True to her word, there happened to be next to no personnel on board and whatever people they encountered, they managed to hide from with ease. One such group came across the two, a few muscular workers and a pair of even more impressive brutes. Sadly, the only escape from them would’ve been to double back and Lenore chose to hide in one of the darker corners, covering Minerva up with her own body, the soft texture of her breasts directly washing over her own. She was stuck in that position while the others walked by, their heavy steps echoing throughout the corridor.

Some of the warehouse workers happened to be those who encouraged Minerva to service them before Ania picked her up and proposed the plan the agents were carrying out now, but none of them paid the women any immediate attention, not after Lenore pressed her back against a wall to conceal them from view. She faced the agent with her charms, their breasts united as one given how they mashed together in their closeness, emanating an intense warmth through the scantily clad women. It only became more intense with every breath they took, but the major didn’t appear to be fazed by their skin contact all that much.

It had been an essential maneuver to hide and once the group passed by, Lenore stepped back at last. Instead of moving on, however, her superior was headed the same way the workers had taken and Minerva would have no trouble figuring out why. The brutes did have sidearms. They looked downright puny compared to their main armament, but they were a perfect fit for human hands nonetheless. It was what they were after since taking out whatever scientists they encountered would be difficult without weapons. Sure, eliminating them could be seen as immoral, but if any were left alive, it wouldn’t prevent them from trapping further agents aboard the Gensou or elsewhere before they turned them into submissive sluts all over again. After gesturing to Minerva to follow, Lenore began tracking the group down.