Tendrils struck like whips, smacking Cece's ass. "Why are you apologizing?" Vespira hissed, "She is the one that has kept you from thisss. She is the one who claimss that your needs are vile filthy actsss that should never be embraced. Does she look like sssomeone who deserves your forgivenesss?"

Vespira released Cece, letting her fall to the floor unceremoniously. "I grow weary of your lack of commitment, sslave. Is thisss how you treat my giftss to you? There are plenty of other sservantss eager to have what you are having right now." If Cece looked up, she would see the harem members who were tending to the bridge and holding the Captain. Their flushed cheeks and rubbing thighs showed how aroused they were at the show they saw. Some even bore looks of envy. They down at Cece as if the agent had insulted their very way of life.

"Do you wish to keep begging for that uselesss woman's forgivenesss or are you going to beg for what you truly want? Sspeak, sslave!" Vespira cock glistened with Cece's saliva, the excess cum cleaned off inside the agent's mouth and throat. This was Vespira's second orgasm and her cock was still swollen and ready for more. Cece could feel the seed inside her belly, throat, and all inside her uniform. Every motion caused the alien cum to squish against her breasts and torso.

Cece shifted and felt the warm bubbly semen trickle down the valley between her breasts and run down onto her midriff. Her eyes glanced back at the captain, as well as the many girls. It was true. The pink-haired girl had to watch Vespira indulge in another girl plenty of times to know how badly she wanted it. Now, it was her turn to be showered with emotions. She looked back at the member. It was glistening with her saliva. Slowly, Cece approached her mistress and grabbed a hold of the shaft with both hands. "Y-You're right, mistress... I've been denied too long..." She whispered, secretly knowing that she was signing her fate. The girl closed her eyes and leaned in, gently kissing the head of Vespira's cock to show her allegiance. "I-I can't serve anyone but you, Mistress Vespira." The pink-haired girl was sitting on the ground with her ass cheeks against the cold ground, and her legs folded on either side. Cece opened her mouth, revealing a string of semen between her teeth. Her eyes gazed with lust, before swallowing the last bit of semen.

"Please, grace me with your cock!"

The Gorgonian let Cece make her gesture of obedience before sliding back to the Captain's chair. The scaled meat stood at full mast, an unyielding tower of dominance before the numerous submissive slaves in the room. "Come and get your reward, pet," Vespira replied. The Gorgonian's head tendrils writhed as did the tentacles that were still sprouted out of her body. They weaved through the air. The longer tendrils swayed before slaves that were not watching the Captain, allowing them to press their bodies against them. The slaves licked and sucked on the offered alien appendages like treats offered to an animal.

That left Cece with the main course. Vespira gazed down at the agent, waiting for the woman to climb up and impale herself on her inevitable fate.

She pressed a hand on her chest to quell the feeling building up inside of her. Though Cece mostly dressed, it was obvious that her depravity had already begun. Her black shirt already had a stain between her breasts. The opened red jacket that she wore over her shirt was relatively untouched. Her orange skirt hid her most precious area. Thigh highs hugged her legs, and boots kept whatever style still remained of the lustful girl. She was beneath the crime lord. Standing far above her was her seated mistress. The long erection told Cece that her mistress, too, desired her. The tentacles reaching out to please the other girls was a sign of what she'd become.

Cece was no special snowflake. Although she garnered the attention of her mistress now, she recognized that she was just one of many girls. The pink-haired girl was no more special than any other member of the harem. It was just through her accomplishments that she could taste such pleasures. The girl pursed her lips and swallowed her saliva. Her mouth was dry. She glanced back at her captain. Cece gave her captain a sympathetic look. When she turned back to Vespira, she never once again looked at her captain. Cece rose to her feet and approached her mistress. She grabbed a hold of Vespira's scales and climbed onto her new master.

Cece's legs were spread wide across Vespira's hips. Her soft thighs hugged the rugged scales. Even then, the pink-haired girl was desperately rubbing her thighs to get off. She looked down at the cock. Soon enough, the engorged member would disappear beneath her skirt. Vespira's cock brushed along her round ass. She gently rocked her ass against it, sizing the massive member up. It was one thing to take the member in her mouth or breasts. It was another thing to take it in her sacred hole. Hands reached out to grab a hold of Vespira's shoulders. The girl lifted her hips and slowly sank her body into the sheath. The wet sound of insertion could be heard throughout the room - much to the dread of the captain and the squeal of the harem. Sercreted womanly juices served as a lubricant. Cece's velvet insides spread apart, taking in the scaled cock, one millimeter at a time. Her pussy walls hugged the member, caressing it and squeezing it, almost painfully. The girl had only taken in seven inches but was already in awe of the alien. Her back arched backwards, away from Vespira, while her emerald eyes dazed into her beautiful mistress.

Vespira was patient, letting the fallen agent take in this glorious moment to its fullest. Yellow eyes gazed back into Cece's lust-filled eyes. The agent was already familiar with her Mistress's size and girth. Tight netherlips spread wide open, taking in the hot throbbing tip a little at a time. Gravity only went so far, forcing the agent to lower herself through her own power. Each inch taken in revealed another waiting to enter the agent. Inner walls stretched around the rough scaled shaft. Each scale ran smoothly along those tender walls. It was when Cece tried to rise when those scales would make their presence truly known.

Cece struggled to take as much as she could. Inch after inch, it felt endless. The lewd slurp of juices echoed the woman's progress. The agent's body arched as if offering herself to the serpent woman. Vespira's hands slid over Cece's hips. Her grip tightened as she pulled down on Cece's hips while thrusting her own powerful waist upwards. Multiple inches jammed deep inside the quivering agent, the molten tip pounding against the entrance to the woman's womb.

Vespira hissed sharply. Cece was wrapped tightly around her cock. It pulsed and throbbed rapidly inside the human slave. The Gorgonian took slow breaths as she lifted Cece's chin to gaze into her eyes. "Don't tell me you are sspent already..." she teased, forked tongue flicking out, "Give the Captain a lovely show. Destroy yoursself on my cock like you have done sso many times before."

Cece tilted her head upwards and closed her eyes. Teeth grazed her bottom lips as her mind tried to comprehend the sensations flowing through her body. Far too long had it been since the pink-haired girl sat on this cock. Far too long had it been since she was Vespira's lovely lapdog. The thick member sank into her soft folds. Each curve of her insides wiggled and pressed up against the member. "Aaaah!" She cried out. Hands grabbed hold of her hips. "M-Mistress!" She squealed out in delight as Vespira forced her down. The cock was shoved deep into her lovely folds. Thighs quivered. Her hands grabbed a hold of Vespira's shoulders. She was already breathing heavily, letting her hot breaths brush up against the serpent's neck. "Hot! Your cock is hot!" She screamed out, despite knowing that her captain was still behind her, watching her indulge in the crime lord.

Every time the member pulsed, the girl gasped. Cece kept only one eye open as her head was tilted to look at the serpent. "Y-Yes... I'll ruin my pussy with your cock." She whimpered. Using her hands as leverage, Cece slowly picked her hips up. As she did so, her pussy walls would feel the scales of the member glide against her. "Oh! ❤"

The cute busty girl began to bounce on top of the serpent. Her breasts jiggled and remained stiff. She could vaguely hear the sound of tentacles violating nearby girls. Sweat began to trickle down her body. Rough sex followed, with Cece absolutely addicted to feeling the scales tickle her insides. "Cock! Cock! Mistress' cock!" Cece cried out.

"I'm sorry captain! I just love Vespira's cock so much!" Cece arched her back. She moved her hips in a circular motion, causing the cock to arch and attack her insides at angles. She wanted to wring Vespira's semen and be filled with that alien goodness once more.

Vespira hissed sharply as the human woman ground against the scaled shaft. Pleasure rippled through the creature's phallus. But the more the woman ground against it, the more the scales dug into those soft pink walls. Cece broke immediately as she praised the source of her destruction. She rose and fell onto the unyielding shaft. The tip pounded away at the woman's womb, a visible bulge on the agent's lower belly revealed just how much she was taking in.

Slimy tendrils lashed away at the other slaves, ravaging their moaning forms while more slithered forth to begin breaking in the Captain herself. Tendrils whipped Cece's rear while more struck her thighs and lovely breasts. Pain stung into the agent's heated flesh, mixing with the unrelenting erotic heat surging within the woman's loins.

Vespira's hips pumped upwards, slamming harder against the agent's depths. As Cece approached her limit, Vespira's lips pressed against the human woman's. Forked tongue slithered in and wrapped around the agent's, sucking softly. Cece could feel the shaft swell inside her, the scales sinking into her inner walls. Heat pulsed inside the woman before finally erupting in thick globs of hot alien semen. Vespira's hisses were muffled by the kiss as were Cece's cries. The only sounds were their muffled moans and the cries of the numerous slaves and the Captain.

Cece let out pleas of pleasure as her round ass bounced down and ground into her mistress' lovely cock. She wanted to feel every part of it against her. Though she loved how deep Vespira's member could feel wedged inside of her tight little pussy, she also enjoyed pulling out, as the feeling of the scales against her soft inner walls was pure heaven. She could feel the member kiss her womb, teasing the young girl of filling it up. She was too taken away by lust to notice that her own captain was being grabbed by her tentacles. Though with the rough sex of the crime lord, there wasn't much that Cece cared about otherwise. She would come up with new methods of pleasuring her mistress. One of which was burying the cock deep inside of her, before rotating her hips back and forth, side to side, and finally in a circular motion.

She cried out as whips came to smack her ass. Cece's round ass lit up bright red like a christmas tree. She whimpered as tentacles grabbed a hold of her breasts and thighs, both of which were very pleasing parts for the Texan. Wet juices spilled over Vespira's cock. The human girl leaned in, almost in a trance-like state, and pressed her soft lips against Vespira's. Her shy tongue danced and played with Vespira's mouth, hoping to lap up any addictive saliva while curling around Vespira's forked tongue. The pink-haired girl moaned into Vespira's mouth as the two made out. Cece continued to make out with her enemy, all while wrapping her arms tightly around the serpent like a lover. Their breasts mashed together, leaving the tentacles between two pairs of heavenly mounds. Cece's thrusting motions stopped. She arched her back and moaned into Vespira's mouth as a flush of hot, creamy semen filled her womb up delightfully. Her pussy clamped down, attempting to milk as much semen out of her mistress as possible.

It was not long before the slaves and Cece were left spent and exhausted. With a womb filled with cum, the agent was taken off the bridge and left in her quarters.

The ship had changed greatly. Vespira's slaves had replaced all vital stations of the ship. The former crew was put into stasis cells with the exception of Cece, Erina, and the Captain. The ship had changed course, heading back towards Vanejin space. It was surprising that the harem Vespira had on hand was able to fill the necessary roles to run a ship like this. The Gorgonian did mention Cece following the plan. Did that mean the agent rebelling against her Mistress was expected behavior?

Cece would not be allowed near any vital systems for the time being. She heard that Erina was in the medbay while the Captain was still on the bridge. Returning to the bridge revealed Vespira sitting in the Captain's chair. Grunts and groans welcomed the agent as she saw her Captain sitting impaled on her Mistress's scaled rod. Other slaves were injecting the woman with various drugs and chemicals to make her more malleable.

Vespira gazed into those glassy eyes, seeking to turn this agent's mind into mush. Most likely this was to get any and all information and codes from the leader. With this ship under the Gorgonian's control, the alien woman sought to return to safety before the ADD knew anything had gone wrong with the abduction.

When Cece awoke, she found all her urges were fed. No longer was her mind clouded by the prospect of lust, much less serving Vespira. An insurmountable amount of regret filled her heart so much that the pink-haired girl curled up in her bed and squeezed her hand against her heart. She bit her bottom lip and laid there for a little longer, until she decided to get up. The pink-haired girl had already escaped Vespira once, and she was left a slobbering mess. Though her mind was clear, she knew that her body longed for Vespira's touch. That would keep the agent from doing anything that would betray the crime lord's trust.

The girl was dressed up in her usual black shirt, red jacket with orange skirt and belt over her hips. Gloves slipped over her hand, and black thigh highs and tall boots kept the girl warm in the coldness of space. As she left her sleeping quarters, Cece noticed the new crewmen. Many of them were suited in tight uniforms. Some had collars wrung around them, reminding Cece of the collared days. The agent gulped before heading to the bridge.

The door slid open. Slaves were working tirelessly to operate the ship and fly it away from any sort of ADD contact. The sound of slapping flesh and quiet pants caused the pink-haired girl to turn her head. Eyes widened and cheeks blushed when she noticed what was going on. Her captain was mounted on top of Vespira. The large cock that Cece had impaled herself on was now being ridden by the Captain she respected so much. She kept her head low as the drugs flowed into the Captain's arms, weakening all of her defenses. This had all happened because Cece was horny. Because she couldn't control herself.

She slowly walked over to the throne and folded her hands in front of her. "Are you enjoying her, mistress?" Cece whispered in a quiet voice, not hoping to anger Vespira, but also not to draw attention to her betrayal.

If the Captain was aware of Cece's presence, she did not show it. She gasped and groaned, drool trickling down the woman's slack jaw. There was a final shudder from the agent as she came. Hot alien spunk mixed with her own sexual fluids as Vespira blew her load. The Captain slumped over in exhaustion, gasping as tears ran from her glassy eyes.

"Mmm... Jussst in time," Vespira hissed. The other slaves lifted the Captain off of the still erect spire. Cum and juices soaked over the rigid scales as the member left the Captain in a lewd wet slurp. They dragged the still trembling woman off the bridge while other slaves continued to run their respective station. "Well?" Vespira called, "What are you waitng for, sslave? Clean me up."

The spire of scaled flesh stood waiting for Cece's attention. The very thing that defiled her and convinced her to betray her people was before her. Cum dripped slowly down the shaft. The stench of sex reached Cece's senses, reminding her of the day before. The agent had not been discarded yet it seemed.

Timid eyes watched as her captain was bloated with alien semen. Her stomach had grown immensely, and only began to leak out after she was split up from the crime lord. Cece glanced over and wanted to ease her captain's pain, but her mistress had called her. The pink-haired girl looked back over at Vespira. "Y-Yes!" She said nervously as she hurried her way over to the serpent's side. The agent had not yet adorned the uniform of most of Vespira's slaves. With them still being on a foreign ship, there wasn't a way for her to acquire the new uniform. Instead, she stayed with her orange skirt, black thigh highs, shirt, and red jacket. Not that she minded.

The girl came in front of the throne and obediently got on her knees. She knew the horrors in rebelling against her mistress. It was only by pleasing her mistress could she in turn be pleased. Perhaps the two had a correlation. Innocent eyes twinkled into the serpent's. The pink-haired girl placed both hands on the side of Vespira's curvy hips. Her hands gently began to stroke the side, allowing the sensation of the rough scales to brush against her soft fingers. "M-Mistress' cock..." Cece whispered, blowing cool air onto the stiff member with her minty breath.

Hands held firm while Cece tilted her head sideways. The girl stuck out her tongue and pressed the soft appendage against the shaft. Long, strong strokes of her tongue ran up and down the scaly member. She pressed her tongue so that she would feel every cum-stained scale. The young girl could taste a mixture of her mistress' and captains' fluids, mixed together in a heat of lust. Almost immedaitely, she could feel her nipples stiffen. Once she was done cleaning the obvious leaks of semen around the shaft, Cece shifted her attention to the whole cock itself. The girl dipped her head forward and took the cock into her mouth. The agent's cute little mouth hugged and washed the cock with her own saliva. Her tongue brushed up against the underside of the cock. Slowly, her head began to bob. The squelching sound filling the room told everyone when Cece had taken as much cock as she could into her mouth. The girl bobbed her head up and down, hungrily slurping up the semen. Her nether lips grew damp. By the time she finished tending to every scale to great detail with her tongue, Cece released the cock from her mouth with a satisfying "aaah!"

The pink-haired girl brushed her hand through her hair. "Is that cleaning to your liking, mistress?"

It was simple Mistress/Slave behavior. A slave performs well in the eyes of her Mistress, then that slave is given the attention she deserves. Resistance and disobedience is immediately dealt with, insuring that such behavior is not seen as acceptable. Among other upper class slavers, the behavior of their slaves reflects their owner's capabilities. Vespira took great pride in raising her pets and was never one to tolerate foolish rebellion.

Whether Cece noticed or not, her training has already shown improvement. The agent no longer gagged around Vespira's impressive girth. Even the act of sucking cock was arousing for the poor woman, leaving her loins quaking in anticipation upon finishing the task. The scaled spire stood tall before Cece's panting breaths, glistening under the bright lights of the bridge.

"Mm... It will do," Vespira replied, eyes gazing down at the defeated agent, "I do not recall authorizing those clothes... Have you forgotten all that you have learned, pet? I sslave musst alwayss be ready and accesssible. You are nothing but a dessperate whore. How should ssuch a dirty sslut dresss? Sstrip..."

With the clothes removed, there was nothing hiding the glistening juices that marked Cece's arousal. "Tassting your captain on my cock has made you wet? You truly are a dirty sslut. How do you like your new uniform? What does it tell you? Perform well and perhapss I shall put a leash on you and take you on walkss through the ship. Then everyone can ssee who you truly are."

Though she wasn't quite blessed with the orgasm as expected, it still delighted the pink-haired girl that she was tasting Vespira's cock. Yet, not only that, but she was essentially tasting the sticky, warm semen mixed in with her own captain's juices. She could taste a mixture of their love-making, which only made her nether lips grow wet with need. When she finished cleaning the member, Cece backed off a bit for her mistress' next commands. Her cheeks flushed red in embarrassment. It was one thing to do naughty things with the crime lord. It was another to be completely naked around her. Taking off her clothes meant revealing her entire body and giving into submission. "Y-Yes, mistress..." Cece whimpered.

The pink-haired girl looked down. She began to peel off her black gloves and tossed them on the floor. Then, her hands gripped onto her red jacket. She took a deep breath and peeled it off of her, revealing the girl's delicate shoulders. She removed the choker from her neck, and undid the belt around her hips. Hands reached down and grasped the hem of the black tank. When she pulled it up, Cece's flat stomach and round breasts could be seen. No bra was kept underneath her shirt. Large, lovely mounds were revealed - some of which were greatly treasured by from monsters who chose to prey on Cece. Hardened nipples pointed out to Vespira, as if calling out to the mistress. Black panties were tossed onto the side, as well as her orange skirt. Between her legs was her pink bubblegum pussy. Cece arched her back and began to painstakingly undo her boots - which took some time. When she removed those, she also pulled away her black thigh highs to reveal her wonderfully smooth legs.

"T-There..." She mumbled, more so to herself than to Vespira.

Beautiful emerald eyes gazed upon her mistress. "I-I like my new uniform, mistress." She said shyly. Last time, Cece was given a skin-tight uniform. Though it left little to imagination, at least Cece could hide behind articles of clothing. Now, Vespira would see the exposed agent for her entirety. "I-It tells me that I'm a dirty, dirty slut that wants to be fucked." Cece blushed. "I-If mistress wishes to walk me around, then I shall do it." The pink-haired girl offered.

Somewhere, Cece knew that the more she obeyed Vespira, the harder it would become to redeem herself. Was there ever a point of no return? Surely, she'd find out.

With nothing on, not only was everything exposed but there was nothing signifying any rank or class on the human woman. Even with the revealing attire that the other slaves were wearing showed that they were held in a higher regard than this rebellious agent. Cece had lost everything upon betraying Vespira and gave away everything in order to free the alien crime lord.

But if there was one thing being naked did, it meant that the agent was always accessible. It would take no effort at all for Vespira to bend Cece over and take her over and over again. The Gorgonian could just order the agent to fuck her scaled cock and the agent would jump at the opportunity. If there was one thing Cece knew from her time with Vespira, it was that obedience and staying on her Mistress's good side meant more sex.

The Gorgonian hissed out a command and one of the other slaves approached with a collar and leash in hand. "Then, let uss go for a walk." The slave tossed the accessories down at Cece's feet before returning to her previous duties. Vespira waited for the human woman to take the collar and put it on. If the leash was offered, the serpent woman could take it and give it a firm tug. Just like that, the naked woman was being led off the bridge and down the corridors of the ship.

The ship itself was nothing Cece had not seen before. But, this was most likely the first time she was lead through the ship by a leash and in the nude. There was the occasional sighting of one of Vespira's harem leaving a room and proceeding towards another part of the ship, no doubt performing the necessary tasks to help keep this ship running with such a limited crew. Some stopped and bowed, calling Vespira by her appropriate title before continuing on with their duties.

Vespira led Cece to a section that was very familiar to the agent. It was the brig containing Vespira's holding cell as well as the numerous stasis chambers that once held the Mistress's harem. Now, the chambers were running with the former crew of the ship trapped inside. The Gorgonian removed the collar and leash.

"Look familiar?" Vespira hissed, "Thisss is where nearly all your former agent friends are being held. A ssimple command on that conssole will free them all. You could sssave them right here and now. But, that meansss you have made your choice. I do not tolerate traitorsss, even fabricated ones. With thisss many agentss, you may even be able to overpower me and take the sship back. Does that not sssound wonderful? You can be a hero and earn their loving praise until they find out you were the one who betrayed them all." Vespira watched the agent, waiting to see how Cece reacted to this opportunity.