The chains rattled as she tried to remain standing under her own power. Her clothes either left on stage or discarded here after securing herself showed her in all her naked glory. The collar worked too as she secured herself making it clear that it was good to comply.

No commands issued the collar did little as she felt that shocking touch. Her legs could feel a tingle now as the thing moved over them. Her breasts too felt that tingle though her mouth felt that jolt as the tentacle pushed inside her mouth sweeping into her throat. The inside of her mouth felt that jolt then a numbness as if she had been injected with a fast acting Novocaine prior to some dental work.

Small discharges of electrical energy fired into her clit while another tentacle pressed up to her rear. The tentacle vibrated like a live wire and pressed against her firmly, paused for a moment then pressed into her sending her forward against another tentacle posed at her pussy.

Each produced a mild electrical current though each took turns knocking her back and forth. Thicker tentacles spit into smaller ones that could manipulate smaller objects. Two strands as thin as spaghetti coiled about her nipples and pulled while larger ones compressed those orbs.

Pain or pleasure? The voice in her head asked. If it had to touch her to communicate those tentacles inside her sufficed. If it was waiting for an answer she could not vocalize one though the smaller tentacles at her nipples manipulated clamps over each. Another small tentacle coiled about her clit as one of the thicker ones continued to rub along the top of it.

It was everywhere nor did it wait. The tentacles pressed inside her quickly as others jolted her with a mild current as they touched her arms, legs and sides.

Other small tentacles had begun rubbing an ointment against her shoulder blades that had her arms tingling in seconds just as her mouth was while other thicker ones rubbed against her ass cheeks. Another traced over the collar as if inspecting it by touch.

An older model regretfully. It is not controlled by a remote but the effect will be the same even if I have to use primitive methods. Squeeze those tentacles, suck on the one within your mouth, do your all to get them to explode. It was giving her a stream of orders activating that collar and ultimately effecting her, forcing her to submit to the pleasure it caused or resist and suffer. Had that been what it meant by pain or pleasure? She did not need to answer at least not in words though it had been a flurry of motion at present.

Even when she tasted it and felt it rupture inside her other tentacles replaced the spent ones as if each had been independent of the others. Again, make them cum! It demanded keeping that collar active as the tentacles attacked her eagerly.

"Mph!" The agent's throat was filled with the stinging tendril while countless others wrapped around her nipples or pushed into her ass and sex. They jolted her from various points of contact, causing pain in places and pain in other. Her mouth felt numb as the woman squirmed in her bonds.

Voices surfaced in her head. The collar forced her to answer one way or another. She naturally preferred pleasure over pain though at this point, both terrified her. The tentacles continued to rub her exposed body all over. The tingling sensation spread through various parts of her body.

Orders rippled through the agent one after another. They did not stop. Her body shuddered as the collar pleasured her for each command she followed, each one building upon the last. Alexandra's ass and cunt tightened around the thrusting tendrils, adding to her own pleasure as much as the alien's. She sucked hard and deep on the tendril in her throat, struggling to get a breath in between sucks.

Toes curled as muffled grunts and groans sound from the woman's throat. The thrusting and electric jolts only made it more difficult to focus. Her entire body was being wracked with so much feedback. The woman's hips began to rock forward and back, grinding against the tendrils as she sucked and slurped on the ones thrusting in her mouth.

Her eyes fluttered and lost focus as a wave of pleasure rippled through her brain upon feeling the cum bursting onto her tongue. The collar rewarded her for completing her duty only to be filled with another tentacle and ordered to do it all over again.

Her hips twitched and jolt, juices running down her trembling thighs. She ground her hips against the tendrils between thighs, attempting to get them to blow their loads as well. Upon success, she would sag in her bonds as her knees gave out from under her. The collar was overwhelming her as everything felt so very good.

Worse, her brain was making its own connections. Every time a tentacle blew its load, her brain associated that to her own sexual pleasures. Each successful release only made the sensation all the more powerful until the agent found herself cumming when the alien creature did. Tears wet the agent's cheeks. She felt like she lost all control over her body. Pain or pleasure? She chose pleasure every time as every orgasm broke her down further.

And pleasure had been her reward. Those tentacles tingled against her, their voltage minor and there was the occasional whipping sensation against her ass or back that brought with it a little current. But her own compliance to those commands only brought her more pleasure. Pleasure when she obeyed, pleasure when he came, always he used different tentacles to see to her pleasure.

At one stage she could hear a buzzing sound issued from the remote. Had his time been up? Not really she found … it must have meant that he had so long with her and the buzzer must have indicated that he took on an additional charge. She would hear it go off once again before her body gave out and she had been left there in absolute bliss for a time.

It was only a few minutes before the cleaning staff arrived, refurbished maintenance droids and an older model cleaning droid. They ignored her for the most part working around her though she was soon removed by two smaller rhino creatures about her size and not Arjin's. Young adults or a different species she wasn't so sure though they brought her to a room in back where Alicia cleaned her up and rubbed down her body with ointments.

She didn't seem displeased with her though. At one stage she even kissed her deeply.

“Three? On your first day … three may not seem like much and it isn't for most individuals but he purchases a good deal of time so in his case that's a pretty big deal. Just rest back here for a bit. If you can do more then do so when you can, the crowds growing too.”

She really meant for Alex to get some rest but the thing was she had that collar too. She told her to rest but if she could then act too …

The collar was a cheaper one, it would give her a grace period but ultimately it expected her to do both even if that wasn't Alicia's intention. She would be allowed to rest for an hour before the collar would kick in. Alicia offered to get her some food if she were hungry or thirsty though the only thing to drink had been alcoholic beverages. All in all she was left in that back room by herself. She had no guards and had not been locked in either.

Escape was very likely but the thing was what was her next move? She didn't have her robe and on this planet where humans were in demand and no way to hide that slave collar either someone else would deal with her or return her to Arjin for a reward. Her best option was to stay put for now.

She could hear the music and the occasional announcement of which dancer had been performing though with names that had to be fake. As she thought back upon it she wasn't introduced, the crowd wasn't big then or it just wasn't done at that hour. It could have been that they were all regulars but she was a new face … someone dropped the ball on that not that it mattered much.

There had been no telling how long she would be here either, while she might have been able to find out how long they had already been here the collar would begin to stir her into action and she would be brought to the dressing room where another custom would be selected and she could have to cue up as far as her next performance.

Alicia had been dressed as a cowgirl and came on over to her, studying her as she searched for any signs of exhaustion. She was not all that familiar with the slave collar after all but seeing that they had to wait …

“May I have a little taste?” New sexual memories she couldn't wait to get a hold of them.

This was just her first day on the job and already it felt like her insides were putty. The agent came so much and was filled much the same. She felt sick even as her body soaked in that afterglow. Alicia was already stroking her body, kissing her.

"No more..." she groaned, "I... I can't take much more of this..."

She begged for this to end but the collar goaded her to keep going. She was awake and so she was able to do more. Without another dance scheduled, she was forced to wait. The wait at least helped her recover but it did little to help her in the long run.

Alicia showed up in a ridiculous outfit and already the creature was asking for more. "N-No!" she replied, voicing her resistance, "I don't want any of this! Please... Make it stop..." Alexandra did not want to sell her body for sex anymore. She did not want to be a slave. She just wanted to get away from all of this.

Her eyes narrowed at that response for a moment. She almost gave her a brake not knowing the effects of the collar and thought to check on her slave, have a little fun and that was that since she had spent awhile working. But to be denied so openly …

She grabbed the agent by those red locks jerking her head back. An eerie smile upon her lips. “I haven't paid back Arjin yet. You are still his and he would have you doing far worse. How else will you earn enough to purchase a ship and receive your freedom?”

She giggled. “I suppose you could attempt to get a job doing whatever else but I'm pretty sure the aliens wouldn't hire you for anything else.” She had worked out some of the functions of the slave collar though and used that to her benefit.

“You will dance. You will put on a good show and you will end up with another client those this will be one of my choosing. Now get ready for your next dance.”

She left her to prepare, the collar doing the work for her if she did not get to it. Then she had to wait for three more songs before she was sent back on stage. There were more creatures here, many more though it was a fair bit later in the day. While on stage she would notice Alicia too speaking with the overseer. When she had finished she hardly got off the stage before being swarmed.

A bigger crowd lead to aliens offering her more money but none of that mattered as Alicia came closer. “This one's spoken for already. Better luck next time.” There was a grumble and the crowd dispersed soon their focus was on the next dancer that hit the stage. Commanded to follow her she was brought to another private room. Resistance was not an issue as all she had to do was use her gaze and command her to follow and secure herself in as she had before.

Alicia tested her restraints with a simple tug then left her there. About five minutes elapsed when she heard someone enter. It was a different room than before though it was pretty much the same. It was tough to see who came into the room as her back was to them but she did not need to wait long before a finger of thin tentacle pressed between her shoulder blades and worked all the way down to the base of her back.

Whomever it was did not say a thing though she heard the setting down of a bucket. That touch returned yet again and she heard it as it drew away soon after. Collecting things, opening jars.

He or she did not speak but went to work using a brush she felt her back being coated with something, paint? It wasn't sticky nor did it smell like anything in particular. But her back was painted with whatever it was using. Her hair was moved aside. The back of her legs and ass had been smeared.

Whatever the substance was it was cool but not too bad, by the time it was finished being applied to her she felt a mild tingling sensation that wasn't too bad. It was more soothing then anything. At first she might have thought she was being stroked again then realized that things were being placed on her back that had about the same length and girth as her thumb. That tingling increased growing more intense in the regions these things were attached then spreading outward from their.

“You defy your owner,” a deep voice apparently the person had been mistaken as Alicia was not her owner yet but that was a small detail easily mistaken. “And now you are here.”

She felt his touch on her breast as he reached around her. His finger grazed her nipple and the touch alone was pleasing, more so than the usual way. Her breast was played with in a soothing touch that lasted until he got a response out of her that he was pleased with. It took about five minutes or so before that tingling sensation spread throughout her body in such a pleasant way … then the barest touch became so pleasant that it was painful and it was that state that he wished to bring her too. Only when he knew the chemical had a good hold on her and not just a foothold he let go of her breast.

“Now let us begin.”

"Ahh!" Sharp pain came as Alexandra's head was yanked back by her hair. Alicia decided to make it very clear who was in control here. The commands activated the collar and the agent was soon on her way to getting dressed and ready to dance.

The collar goaded her to perform to the best of her ability. Though not an experienced dancer, the Russian woman did know a thing or two on showing off her body. As she danced on stage, the collar continued to pleasure her endlessly. Her nipples ached and throbbed. Her sex itched as the rest of her body tingled with delight and anticipation.

Aliens came swarming over to her upon finishing her performance but Alicia intercepted them and led the agent away. Another private room was prepared already. The agent was secured with her arms above her head like before. This time, she did not see who she was entertaining. The creature made its presence known by the sound of movement and equipment behind her. Then she felt a brush spreading some sort of substance across her back and the back of her legs.

When the creature finally spoke, it was apparent that she was to be punished or retrained. Did Alicia turn her in? The purpose of the substance became clear as Alexandra's overall sensitivity went way up. "Nngh! Ahhhnnn!" The touches grew lighter but the sensations only grew stronger. Toes curled as the very air around her was tickling her long throbbing nipples and glistening netherlips. The agent dreaded what was to come next.

And she had the right to be weary. Whoever this male was had decided to take his time. She was unsure if he had a timed remote like the last though probably not. The seconds ticked by and when his touch returned it was in the form of a pair of tentacles that coiled about her tits squeezing them roughly …

“Good, it seems to be in full effect now.” The tips of his tentacles swept against those nipples, the sensations had been enormous and there were probably few that reached this level for the agent. Those touches had been refrained, mild ones but she was so hyper sensitive.

Those tentacles drew away after he had discerned this. The whipping began soon afterward. The lash never ell in the same way twice in a row or in the same spot. Some times the were light, sometimes they were heavy cracks that caused welts to form. With her sensitivity those lashes only needed the barest contact.

When he actually broke the skin it got worse quick. Whatever he applied to her back got into the wound an intensified the experience even more. He ignored her cries and pleas though thankfully stopped soon after.

Another substance was pasted over the wounds that broke the skin and she could feel an intense but pleasant sensation from these thoughts now. She certainly felt the healing, the pleasure opposed to the pain at least in these spots as others still ached.

“Doesn't that feel so much better? Wouldn't if have been so much better to obey in the first place? Answer me Slave.” He used the title as a name though depending on her answer would dictate as to how he would proceed.

"Uhhhnnn!" Her body went rigid as tendrils wrapped around her tits and gave them both a nice hard squeeze. Juices squirt out of her vagina, cumming just from having her breasts squeezed. It seems the drug was in full effect.

But, the bliss soon turned into agony. The loud crack of the whip may as well been a whisper compared to the screams that echoed off the walls of the chamber. Alexandra was not even done cumming when the torture began. Each blow felt like it was slicing through her flesh and bone. She never felt anything more painful in her life. She tried to beg but each crack of the whip interrupted her with a fresh scream from her hoarse throat.

By the end, the agent was babbling incoherently. She had been broken physically as she sobbed and hung there in her bonds. The Russian woman did not know if it was sweat or blood dripping down her back but it only prolonged her torment as it irritated her wounds.

She winced at the next touch only to feel pleasure rippled through her body. "A-Ahh..." She trembled, afraid that the pain could come back. But slowly, her body relaxed as she allowed the paste smeared over her wounds. She was still in pain but now her wounds throbbed with pleasure.

Alexandra jumped upon the stern command. "Y-Yes! Please... I'll be good. I'm sorry! I'll do anything! Please! No more! Ohhnnn..." The collar rewarded her honesty as the pleasure rippled through her brain and her body. Both the collar and the trainer was teaching her a lesson. Obedience was pleasure and much better than pain.

“We've hardly got started and I brought so many toys,” He let those words sink in though he continued to apply the paste. Perhaps he wished for those words to effect her or get her paranoid. Perhaps he planned on continuing.

“All this could have easily been avoided slave. But know this, that you have only received a taste of what you would be in store if there is a next time. Pray there is not.”

As much pain as she felt she felt pleasure now as tentacles wrapped about her tits again and squeezed. Another moved to her sex wasting little time in easing itself inside. With her greater sensitivity in was unnecessary to use quick thrusts. He had not sought to punish her further though.

If she did not disobey again though it was far less likely that he would get those tentacles on her.

Another pressed lightly into her ass and a third entered her mouth. Each moved with a slow precision but had been effective in what they did. He finished though it was well after she had. Pressing her to orgasm several times he experimented with his speeds a little maxing out her pleasure.

When he was at last done with her she was left their for some time. Alicia must have been busy with something else. Droids came in to clean the room but left her there where she had been undisturbed for awhile.

Her wounds felt good but the rest of her body remained sore. She heard the door open though there was no music. Were they closed? The sounds of footsteps neared, Light, possibly a woman's.

She confirmed it as more paste was spread upon a wound as she spoke. She recognized Alicia's voice.

“It looks as if you'll need tomorrow off before these marks fade. That's one additional day without income and a day longer you'll be with me. I do not mind but the less you work the longer it will take for you to get free.

“That is if you're not expecting rescue. Last time I didn't think you were or decided on taking a gamble. But unless you can think of something else that may be useful ...”

She paused and slapped her ass, it stung a bit but not much more than a mild playful smack. The drugs were already fading. “So is there anything useful?” She asked in a sing song voice as she reached around her stroking a breast, pinching that nipple hard if there was no forthcoming answer using that pain to draw her focus.

"Ah-Ahhhhh!" Alexandra wanted to protest but, she knew what that would do. She could not resist lest she feel the pain once more. Tentacles pushed right into her tight holes. She nearly came just from them entering her slowly. Her breasts were pulsing with erotic agony as the tendrils kept their tight hold of them.

She was not sure how long the monster molested her. The agent lost count of the orgasms she experienced, some in rapid succession. When the alien finally finished, Alexandra was left quivering in her bonds. The agent took slow shuddering breaths. Her throat felt raw from the tentacle that fucked it and it was hard to keep her eyes open as exhaustion settled in.

The sound of the door opening roused her as Alicia began tending to her wounds. She winced at the slap only to cry out from the pinch to her semi erect nipple. "I... I don't know anything..." Alexandra stated, "I'll... I'll be good and o-obey. Please, don't punish me again."

“Oh, you know stuff. You know how to pilot.” Alicia teased though that wasn't a useful skill without a ship and it wasn't as if she would find work in that regard anyway. But one of her arms was freed and the next. Alicia was holding her from behind in the event that she fell forward.

After she was freed she had been lead to the bed and laid down on her stomach. Alicia left her there. Food was brought in by droids for her and it was here that she spent the remainder of the night. The club must have been closed for the evening and it was easier to leave her here then trying to move her. The droids came back to collect dishes and such quite a while later.

The door she would find was locked if she so much as tried it or gathered the strength to do so. At some point though Alicia checked in on her in the morning and had her lay on her stomach as she applied more salve to her wounds. They tingled with relief and she could feel the healing. Her body was still sore in places though whatever drug had enhanced her susceptibility to touch had faded long ago. It was fast acting but didn't last more than an hour or two she guessed.

Alicia's touch had been pleasant though as if deliberately showing her the reverse of what she had been through the night before. She was kept here though released to take care of her business. Left with a selection of vids and a portable player she was free to keep herself entertained while she rested.

The only disturbances she got was when droids came in with meals or to clean up afterward with Alicia checking in on her from time to time. She had to be working as each of her visits she was dressed differently in some outlandish custom.

When Alicia showed up that final time though she was dressed more in business attire with a short skirt and glasses. She was wearing a matching gray vest and navy top. Inspecting her wounds she traced a finger over them.

“I can still see marks but they'll be gone by morning. Let's go.”

She was taken from the club back to Arjin's abode. The robe used to hide her species returning by vehicle. Evening meal and sleep come morning she was massaged. Alicia's fingers tracked over her back and it seemed as if she were inspecting those marks or the absence of them, Alicia made no fuss about them.

“Now then, are you going to allow me to have a bit of a taste today? Hm?” It had to be a test to see if she had learned her lesson at all or needed further work.

Alexandra did not appreciate the comment and took it as just another insult. Alicia kept the weary agent steady as she led the agent to a bed to rest in. The Russian woman curled up and welcomed the sleep that came quickly.

She did not attempt to leave the room, uncertain if even attempting to do so would lead to punishment. Alicia returned eventually and applied more salves to her wounds. The agent said nothing and allow the being to do what she wanted. She was left in this room and simply slept as much as she could. She just wanted this to end. She prayed for someone to find her though she knew it was impossible.

Alexandra was brought back to Arjin's home the next day. There, she was fed and rested further until she woke to Alicia's touch. The Russian woman heard the questions directed at her and knew she had to answer. "Do as you please..." she said faintly as she shuts her eyes.

“I always do,” she smiled then moved the agent to her back. She gazed at the agent who was glistening in the oil she rubbed into her during the massage. She was naked as it were and Alicia took up one of her legs holding it by the ankle.

She began by sucking on her toes before setting aside that leg as she knelt down at the edge of the bed. Slowly she kissed a trail up her inner thigh, her tongue occasionally skimming about the flesh. One slow lick against her slit she reached out with a hand first finding then stimulating that clit rubbing it up and down before going from side to side.

“No one will rescue you. You have to rescue yourself.” Whether or not that was true she herself did not know but she inferred from last time. Simply stated it was in the agent's best interest to obey at least for now.

Alicia had not concerned herself with the agent attempting to escape. It was possible though not very feasible taking too much work. This was true if she were working all the time where escape attempts became tougher. Not only would she have to escape but steal or stow away on a ship too.

Possible. But not very probable. She licked that slit allowing the taste to wash over her tongue. Then she did so again and then a third time. She was getting memories but not those from the other night. Other older sexual memories though often she did not control what came to her.

She had to concentrate a bit on the memory she wished to view otherwise it had been random. Since most of the time she had no particular knowledge when she started the memories that came to her were random. It was not until after the third lick did she focus her attention on the latest sexual memory before now and received knowledge or her tormentor. Next to last … that was the one … she studied it as her tongue dipped into the agent.

In it thrusted, she tasted those juices as her head bobbed back and forth. Still planning with her clit she absorbed the memory she sought. It was a long one and they wouldn't have the time to absorb all those juicy details so she settled with just a bit of a taste.

She made thrusts with that tongue and drank sucking on her pussy pressing her to her first orgasm though that was all they had time for today. She had a little of that knowledge she had been after the day before though future encounters would allow her to explore more of those memories. She smiled then stood.

“See, that wasn't so bad now was it?” While she had not been punished by the slave collar it seemed as if there was an expected answer to the last question though she had that grace period before it reacted given her enough time to complied before defaulting. A lack of a response was always treated negatively. There had been some ways she could work around the collar, but it compelled her to answer or would punish her. So far it had not punished her for truthful answers and she was even able to skirt by with her last response so the collar wasn't too sophisticated it seemed.

Alexandra's jaw clenched. Why even ask if she did not have a say? But, the collar always ensured she answered and telling Alicia the 'right' response rewarded her with pleasure. The agent was on her back, her breasts swaying gently before resting heavily on her chest.

Alicia tasted her prize, tickling the agent's already awakened nerves. The collar's response got the redhead's body started and now every lick and kiss caused her flesh to tingle with glee. "Ahh!" The being did not waste time as she quickly found that exposed pearl. It throbbed and jump, sending sparks flying inside the agent's fluttering belly.

The statement about rescuing meant little. Escape was impossible. Alexandra had no means of travel and hiding was impossible. There was also the matter of the collar. There was no telling if there was a range that would cause it to activate for trying to go too far away from an owner. Failing to know any of that meant risking failure and failure meant being punished more than the last.

"Oohhhnnn... St... Ahhhnnn!" Alexandra's body arched as her future owner plundered her sex with that skillful tongue. The agent had no clue that Alicia did this to get her memories. But, the method was still the same as all other alien abductors. The redhead bit down on her lip as her fingers gripped the sheets. She did not want to cry out a protest so she just groaned through gritted teeth until she could take no more of this insanity.

Resisting only made the orgasm all the more stimulating as her hot juices squirted out of her clenching depths. The woman was left gasping as Alicia cleaned up. But, she could not rest until she answered the question. Compared to torture, it was safe to say this was not as bad. But, admitting that only made things hurt more in the end. "It... It was not as bad..." Alexandra answered carefully.

Alicia smiled at that response. Standing up she let an index finger roll slowly about that nipple. She knew now that the collar would force her to answer or punish her. There had been no painful reaction though she understood that the collar wasn't sophisticated. The agent could get around things and the question had been a simple comparison.

But it was clear now which the agent preferred. She cleaned her up, assisted in dressing her and they got breakfast out of the way before she had to done that robe again. They transitioned to the club. It was an easy morning though. It was dead in the morning at least and while she still had to dance the bidding for her attention afterward had been only among a few.

And what few customers they had were swept up by the other girls. Some had waited on their favorites to perform and she found that things were a little different during quite days. The performers could mingle with the clients and solicit them. There had been no dance order in such a rigid fashion. At times no customers had been out there. Either there had been none or they were all being entertained.

She didn't see much of Alicia either. It had seemed she was a favorite that actually enjoyed this sort of thing.

Competition had been fierce she found. She would learn too that she could shoot down offers too. Most of the girls were slaves working for Arjin and thus they made whatever they could for him. While she was one of his slaves technically she was being treated as Alicia's so Arjin allowed her to handle things for now unless of course Alicia failed to pay him back in such a timely fashion.

“Shit … I need to make money ...” she heard a woman saying. She wasn't human either from what she guessed she she had been evolved from a salamander or other such amphibian. Her skin was a smooth orange-pink coloration and she had a tail too. She was well endowed too though nowhere near as large as Alex was. One trait the agent could see was the lack of a slave collar, an alien that fell on hard times perhaps?

“Interested in drumming up some business with me?” Her pinkish eyes glanced from her drink to the agent taken her in while they had some down time.