Mint didn't have to ponder over it much. She was just bidding her time here and she knew it. She lasted this long probably because Mercer did not know about her and Augustine didn't want to report a failure. It was inevitable that he would be done with her soon enough she assessed.

While dying during an escape attempt was something she wasn't afraid to face she had been waiting for a chance to have a reasonable stab at it where death wasn't a certainty. She surmised a lot use to being deployed on the front lines so to speak or in many cases behind them when it called for a recovery mission.

She waited until they pressed together once more. “Alright. Do you have a plan?”

She broke matters down a bit. “12 Hezrou guards, Augustine and about a half dozen of those.” she refereed to the security droids. “Though they are always here except when recharging. They do it all at the same time so at times they are all charging up but they are always out there for practice session and actual matches.”

If they timed it right they may not have to worry about any of them or it might take them time to respond seeing that they might not even be in the arena. Waiting until they next locked up Mint brought up the last detail that she managed.

“Then there are the aliens and creatures such as the Omega but I'd say that problem isn't much of an issue, not unless we riot or something and Augustine is trying to defend himself.”

The captured agent remained locked it in a press against the blonde undercover agent as she attempted to figure out Celine’s offer. It did not take long though for her to come up with an answer, at least from the renewed focus in her eyes.

She broke the press and the two women were forced to circle each other again. To an outsider, it appeared that Mint and Celine were trying to look for an opening against one another. Instead the two were binding their time in hopes of getting another opportunity to fake a strike against each other perceived weakness.

At once they pressed each other again. I do though the details are not set in stone yet. I have some gear that will help us and some help on the outside. We just have to determine when would be the best time to make our escape.

Only 12 guards and six robots. That is not a lot of security. Maybe we should try something outside the practice sessions or training as that seems to cut down their security by quite a bit.

I would like to keep the aliens and other creatures out of this as long as possible. They would simply…complicate matters if they are used in our escape.

Mint seemed to consider the options in her head. Making a scene would be bad if they were seeking to avoid detection for as long as they could. Lighter security …

“Augustine has a master key. I'm sure you've noticed by now that most of the doors use a key. Some of the Hezrou have keys as well that work only on their sections, they have particular colors on theirs. I assume to tell them which doors or sections they open. Augustine's has no color on his.

“Stealing it would make things a bit easier. Security is down to two guards and the six droids while we practice, about two guards at our meals but they could call in more and in a pinch have their arena aliens.

“At the end of the week when they transport people off to the big leagues they tend to be alert and right before any arena fights though most other times it's pretty lax. Getting a guard alone too isn't too tough.” She broke away and seemed to assess where to attack now keeping up appearances as she then moved in after a few feints.

“Getting one alone and getting their key to a section shouldn't be tough. The times when we are all unlocked out of our cells are daily meals and training though an individual may be let out and brought to the supply room by a guard for a bit or brought to see Augustine. Or punished ...” She broke away again leaving her to contemplate that. Or perhaps run through the possibilities since she did not have all the particulars about what sort of outside help they would receive.

It was about that time when a lone Hezrou arrived, spoke with the guard her then looked in her direction. He did not approach but he was watching her and Mint practice with interest as his gaze hardly left the pair. It wouldn't be long until she realized that he was paying more attention to her.

As they remained locked together in a fake attempt to push each other offguard. Mint seemed to be thinking about their options.
Mint went on to explain that the guards used keys to move from place to place, nothing fancy like electronic locks or anything. To make it even simpler the keys had colors which meant they could only open certain doors. Except Augustine who has a master key.8
It seemed that security was light most of the time, just two guards and six droids usually. They even had less during meals. Still Mint mentioned something about arena aliens, they have sometimes released them on occasionally.
Mint went on to say that it was the end of the week that it was a security was beefed up. It made seemed to make since, that would be when the women would be transported and so that the time that they would attempt an escape. Suddenly the attack broke and once again Mint began to circle her blonde opponent.

Mint made an attack once again forcing the pair to lock arms again, she explained about the guard, I see that. What we need is the right key if we are to escape. Do we know what each of the sections are for? Before she could get the answer, Mint had to break the attack again as if to keep appearances. And for good reasons, as appeared there was a new Hezrou that had entered the arena.

The Hezrou spoke briefly to a guard before he looked over at Celine and Mint practice. If he paid attention to any of the other skirmishes occurring, the undercover agent the could not tell. However she was sure that he was focused on her and Mint and then she was sure he was focused solely on her.

Mint had broken off her recent attack in time it appeared though the last question had gone without a vocal answer she nodded just slightly. It was the sort of nod one expected to see during a prize fight when one did well though usually it was a shake of the head to indicate how ineffective an attack was. Often this was a bluff or ploy at intimidation. Most knew that a no meant yes, and so the action may have been to confirm her recent question or to commend her on a good job.

She could feel the Hezrou watching and after a bit she thought he might have been the one that struck her earlier. They all looked similar for the most part with variances in height or weight. To each other they probably had a ton of features that stood out just as she could distinguish between human features.

When they locked weapons it was for smaller durations with longer periods between lock ups now that they ha an audience.

“Most are storage areas, some hold weapons.”

There was no rush to get everything out and the Hezrou did not approach. Rather he just kept his distance and watched though she could feel his attention on her bust or ass. Rarely was eye contact made though, she had the excuse of combat not to pay too much attention to him.

“When will you be ready?” Mint asked though by then her audience had broken away to speak with one of the other guards about something though he did not seem animated and casual about something.

Shortly thereafter the session was being called to a halt and a guard had been gesturing to her to come over.

“This can't be good though I doubt they suspect anything yet either.”

Mint broke off her attack once more and began to circle again. However instead of talking, the former agent would not say anything simply nod her head. It was becoming clear to Celine that Mint felt like they were being spied upon at least from the edge of the arena. The blonde had been an undercover agent had done enough operations that she could pick up on simple commands and responses while be observed. The trick was to hide it as something else.

Celine could still see the Hezrou looking in the direction of herself and Mint. She could not tell one from the other, at least not from distance. She wondered if one was the one that had gut punched her earlier. At this distance she was not sure, but Celine did not want to get any closer to find out at least not yet.

Now they were being watched, locking weapons happened less frequently and for shorting durations, making communications difficult.

Storage areas? Hmmm…

The Hezrou maintain their distance away from the pair of fighters, which suited Celine just fine. The rare time that Celine’s blue eyes darted over the Hezrou he seemed to be focused on her well-endowed chest or her rear. Very few times did he attempt to make eye contact.

It would be a couple of days from now. I need to make sure everything is in place before we can proceed. The young woman broke away from the lock once more doing what she could to play the part.

“When will you be ready?” Mint asked though by then her audience had broken away to speak with one of the other guards about something though he did not seem animated and casual about something.

It was then that a guard called to a halt to the practice session. Everyone stopped what there was doing as Mint happened to have her back to the guard. Celine nodded slowly as it disguise her acknowledgement of Mint’s comment. The blonde made a gesture to herself to clarify which the Herozu wanted to come over.

And the guards didn't seem to suspect anything. The girls were collected as were their makeshift weapons though they were lead out of the training area save for her. “Not you. You stay put.”

The Hezrou grabbed her shoulder halting her. He grinned at her as she looked indicating he had to have been the one that had struck her earlier. He then cleared out with the others though and for the moment the only security on her where the droids in the stands.

They tracked the agent's movements but did not interact with her otherwise provided that she remained in the arena or exited the doors down there. Otherwise they were ordered to shoot. If she tried to scale the wall or attack someone in the stands they were ordered to fire as well.

After some time, probably to get everyone back to their cells she could see a pair of Hezrou in the stands now. The drifted close to the wall for a better view, one tossing down a pugil stick into the arena.

The stick was different she noted. The ends were metal instead of padded though the connecting stick was rubber or rubber entwined about metal. There were buttons on it too which powered up the weapon causing it to crackle at each end with electricity. She could even see blue lightning appear over each end as it danced and flowed over it.

Down in the arena one of the large double doors opened from whence opponents emerged from. The creature was not overly large, smaller than a hezrou though it's features were bland. It had white eyes, a mouth and a pair of arms but no legs slithering forth like a slug.

It's body wiggled and was green having the consistency of gelatin. It approached the bust blond, circled once one way then once the other as if searching for an opening or simply tried to work her out.

It wasn't quick nor was it slow. She could determine by the way it moved that she could make the quicker adjustments should they be needed.

“You could have had this much easier,” one of the Hezrou said just before the creature decided to lunge straight at her giving up trying to get behind her.

The guards then began to round up the girls in the arena, herding them to the exit. As the approached, their weapons were collected one by one as they moved out of the arena.

As the girls were forced to surrender their weapons and each did so as they moved out the arena. However as the blonde attempted to leave the guards took her weapon and forced her to stay in the arena.

All the other women were escorted out the arena in fairly a calm order, only Celine had been singled out to remain in the arena for some reason. The guards soon had to leave though one smiled at her as he did so.

Not that Celine could go anywhere. The droids still remained in position over looking her. They tracked her movements as she walked around the arena. She got the distinct opinion that would only become hostile if she tried to move out of the arena.

It took a while for the guards to return, probably they had spent time trying to get the other women back to the their cells. They seemed to be quite excited and one threw something at the undercover agent.

Celine dodged instinctively though it turned out to unnecessary. She had been tossed some sort of weapon. The blonde carefully lifted it up it seemed to be some sort of staff though it seemed to be have some sort of metal ends. She pressed the button in the middle only to be surprised when both ends sparked with electricity.

As if on cue, the large double doors at the other end of the arena opened. Some sort of green creature began to slither its way out from the door way. It looked a giant green slug as it approached the blonde.

She had move some quickly to prevent the creature from moving behind her, but fortunately the arena was big enough to let this happen.

One of the Hezrou taunted the blonde just as the creature lunged. Celine held out one end of the stick the charge ready to see if had any effect on the creature, else she would have to abandon the weapon and run.

It was unused to working alone. Typically there would be others assisting it so one could move in behind her, if it was unable to do so then another. It made the effort though Celine showed she was quicker.

It had some experience dealing with these fleshy ones and while bright enough it's memories were not long. However, it kept facing the same kind of prey though it had learned that it could not kill and consume it. Whenever it tried in the past the lizards prevented it.

Virtually flinging itself at her Celine found that the staff when charged was effective. The electrical current disrupted it enough were there was an explosion of slime where she made contact with it similar to her tossing a stone in a pond generating a splash.

It recoiled at once, letting out a shrill sound. Though it showed a degree of caution. The charge wasn't strong enough to kill it she realized, hurt it certainly maybe kill it if she hit it quick and often enough in the same way a boxer could kill another, it was possible but usually didn't happen. That was the sense she was getting.

The thing backed off and circled, then after a minute or so the slime that coated the arena grounds began to slither back to it even as it circled. Eventually the slime rejoined it though there was no real telling if it had healed or just collected itself back together.

There were jeers for the Hezrou trying to spur either her on or the creature though the creature showed signs of fear scurrying back away from that weapon, reassessing the human because it was alone this time.

Intelligent enough when given time it was learning, maybe the Hezrou where to judging her skill though it was more likely that the one she met earlier was sore and seeking to punish her in a small way.

The creature got an inkling of an idea though and made a few feints judging how she would react. She had a moment to react ahead of it as it lunged in again though this time the target area that her weapon would have struck opened up letting the weapon and a portion of her arm to move through it speed up by the fact that it continued forward this time rather than recoil.

That slime closed around both weapon and arm quickly attempting to trap it and the weapon. The slime was strong but not impossible to escape from but it would slow her down. The bigger problem was that it was still coming forward at the time and used it's own momentum to drive her back to the ground, slimy hand going to those large breasts as the thing attempted to envelop her lower body with it's gelatinous mass that began to spill outward from that spot.

Celine was a quicker than the creature, but that was the only obvious advantage that the blonde agent had against her opponent. Anything else she was going to have to would the hard way, the least desirable way.

Celine was forces to stab the creature as it literally flung itself at the undercover agent. Her staff hit the creature like she was throwing a rock into a water. There was the ripples of slime that purst out
Virtually flinging itself at her Celine found that the staff when charged was effective. The electrical current disrupted it enough were there was an explosion of slime where she made contact with it similar to her tossing a stone in a pond generating a splash.

The creature let out a shrill as it suddenly jumped back the staff. She was bit was disappointed that she attack seemed to only hurt the creature. It had backed off and began to circle again, leaving a trail of slime in its wake as it moved away from the agent’s dominate side and away from her dangerous staff.

For a while it appeared that the blonde agent had the advantage, the creature soon began to absorb some of the smile that has spilled. Within moments, it was almost impossible the tell if Celine had did anything against blob.

The Herzou that were watching the match jeered at the weekness of the creature and the was seemed to demand the creature attack again. Celine for her part attempted to drive the creature away with her staff.

The creature made a few strikes but quickly retreated as Celine attempted to react to each attack. She could keep the creature at bay with each strike with her staff, but was unable to score any hits. Finally, the creature through itself in one final attack. Celine quickly attempted to stab the blob with her staff. Celine eyes went wide with shock as the creature opened a hole in the middle allowing her arm and the staff to go through without touching the creature.

Quickly the slime closed around her arm trapping inside with the shocking tip of staff sticking uselessly out behind the creature. Celine let out a shocked grunt as the slime hit her full force and drove to the ground to be pin her to the ground. The blonde struggled to pull her hand free even as she could feel her well-endowed chest was being enveloped by the slime.

A cheer went up from the Hezrou watching the scene at her misfortune. As she struggled her arms were pulling free slowly as the thing refused to release her. But it had already show that it was able to sculpt it's body. Even if she managed to get them free they would be stuck under it's body. It spread over her too quickly for her to escape.

Slime rippled against her large breasts pressing them together again and again. Other than it's head it had no limbs now but still managed to manipulate her a little through various currents that pushed slime this way and that.

She soon learned that this flow didn't have to be in the same direction either, a portion brushed and pressed against he left side of the left breast pushing it against the right as another current pressed against the right side of it.

Others felt more like hands the way it was working her legs apart. All the while it began to suckle against her neck, the rest of the slime halted at the base of it allowing her the ability to breath and shake her head from left to right uselessly.

Had she been paying attention the stands had one less Hezrou now though the skimpy cloths upon her had been tugged and pulled at until they broke and tore away. By then her arms had pulled free but effectively were useless. Her nipples felt a swirl of slime around each as if fingers circling each.

Another began to do the same to her clit using the knowledge that it had gained in the past. It took it's time with her, no rush, no concept of time. The staff still suck out of it, that end useless but the other …

It suddenly occurred to her that if she activated the staff one end was beneath it enveloped in the slime. If she used it she could shock it again without even swinging the weapon. Now that she had some movement it her hands she could direct a charge again but the main problem with that was that any charge was going to be conducted through that slime and effect her as well ...

Celine was horrified to hear the Hezrou cheer as the slime creature pinned the buxom blonde. She could only struggle to free her hands of the slime. It was difficult to move and already the slime was began to flow over her body. It simply impossible for the undercover agent to escape from the clutches of the slime.

The slime seems to be focusing on her breasts as it rippled against them, the large mounds were pressed together over and over. Elsewhere slime flowed around her body in order to secure the lovely blonde.

The flow of the slime seemed to be not limited in one direction, as it seemed the slime was beginning to press against each of her breast forcing the mounds to be press against each other and mash together.

She could feel what seemed like hands on the inside of her legs. Despite her efforts to resist, they were simply too strong as they pulled her legs away from each other. She let out a gasp as she felt something suckle against her neck.

She could hear the cheers of the Hezrou as they watched what seemed liked a one sided fight. Already the slime was pulling at the the g-string bikini she was forced to where. The strings began to tear and finally break as what little modesty she had left. The remains of the bikini was tossed away by the slime. Worse she could feel what seemed like fingers circling around her nipples.

Celine let out gasped as felt a finger playing with her clit. By now her found her arms has finally freed themselves from the slime. There was nothing within reach that she could use against the slime though her body.

The only thing was nearby was the slime was the staff, one end sticking outside the slime. There was almost no chance that she could pull it free, given how difficult it was to get her hands free. Now she only had one chance and that was to grab the staff and jab it as deep as she could into the slime. She had to hope that a charge would drive the creature away. Unfortunately for her such a shock was going to affect her as well.

She managed to move her hands a bit thrusting the staff upward more so that more of the slime surrounded one end of the weapon. It was a sheer act of desperation yet it was the only think she could do. Celine heard it scream out , head some of it splatter and explode, felt it loosening as it retracted though felt that jolt stun her as a sufficient charge had to be used to drive it from her.

What happened next had been all a haze, other than breathing and blinking she did not move, could not move. Just as she was beginning to think that it was permanent she could feel the tingle in her extremities as feeling was slow to return but didn't return soon enough as her arms were draw over her head and pinned to the ground.

One of the Hezrou took advantage of her vulnerable state, she felt it's scaly prick press against her, felt either he residue of slime dragged against her or his own pre at the tip, maybe both, his hold on her wrists had been tight she could feel that the more her as feeling grew stronger. He was big, not exceedingly but she felt the eager thrusts straight through her.

Part way into it she felt the other Hezrou grab a breast roughly squeezing it as he rested upon his knees as the other eagerly thrust into the tightness of her body. Contrary to her initial belief it had not been the guard that she was struck by earlier that was pressing inside her now, he was the one waiting his turn. The slime must have been stored away, she could not hear or perceive it.

But she could hear them as her breast was roughly fondled. “Now I'm going to take your ass and I won't be so kind about it. Not unless you learn your place.”

She would soon learn what he meant as a scaly cock even larger then the one drilling into her currently had been presented to her lips ...

Celine hands pushed the staff as quickly and as powerfuly as she could. She activated the staff hoping the damage would drive off or better yet destroy the creature. As soon as it activated, there was an explosion as slime seemed to go everywhere. Celine heard a scream but could not tell if it was slime or her own as she felt the burst of electrical charge flow through herself as well as the slime.

Celine could not tell how much time had pass since the charge. She attempted to move, but she had no feeling in her limbs. All she could do was breathe and blink at least at the moment. Slowly her body was becoming tingly as her feeling returning to her body. As more of her feeling turn to the undercover agent could feel her hands were actually drawn over her head and pinned to the ground.

A Hezrou had positioned himself to take full advantage of her body while she couldn’t move. She could feel his large member pressing against her. She could feel some sort of the slime pressed against her or some pre-cum, her body was still too tingly to tell. The young woman let out gasps as she felt his member begin to thrust its way inside her.

Even as the undercover agent was becoming aware of what was going on, a new player moved forward and grabbed one of her breasts, squeezing it roughly. The new person was the Herzou who had struck her earlier, now finally taking advantage of her to teach her not to resist when she was told.

No please not there. She had to play the part. Though she really did not want to have this happen even as an agent.

Soon an even larger scaly phallus came into view as it pressed against her lips to make sure she was where what he was going to try.

“Good girl,” That large cock pressed into her throat eagerly pumping away at her at the same time the other held her arms down as he roughly pressed into her, deep and fast. All the while the Hezrou fondled that large breast tweaking her nipple from time to time between rough squeezes.

It did not take long for the Hezrou to fire it's sticky release inside her though he sucked on a breast throbbing inside her but not for long before he was being peeled off her. There was a third one that she had not been aware of that had arrived that took his place. He had not been as eager as the first rubbing the tip of his cock against her clit then positioning himself against her.

His initial thrust had been rough in order to get into her. He was not as big but had greater girth filling her to capacity. He was grasping her hips though, his thrusts had been thankfully slow though feeling had finally returned to her arms. Yet the first Hezrou seemed to be aware of this dropping down on his knees beside her, drawing a hand to his still hard and soaked member.

She could taste pre upon her tongue, could hear the groaning of her tormentor. He throbbed, not much but she could tell the signs. As he got closer he would rip himself free of her lips spraying all over her face.

There had been no telling when the fourth showed up though they all eagerly shared in her training. Her pussy filled, her body drenched in their cum as they repeatedly came over her. The one that had struck her earlier seemed to be in charge. He stomach had been filled with half a gallon or so of their cum but her ass had been safe, this time at least provided that she gave them no additional trouble.

When they had finished with her leaving her spent and exhausted she had been dragged off to the showers by one of them, cleaned up and given additional clothes before being brought back to her cell where she was left alone for quite a bit, Char enduring whatever punishment that they had assigned to her for starting the ruckus.

Later that evening one of the Hezrou delivered her evening meal to the cell. He seemed to examine her closely, as if making some sort of decision. “Can you train tomorrow?” It didn't seem likely, muscles were sore that she wouldn't have expected. She wasn't sure if he was one of the four that “trained” her earlier, they all looked alike to her eyes but she had not recognized the voice at all.