"Found ya!" A button resided at the bottom of the hole. Thankfully, Phoebe's stature had been fairly petite in nature and the narrow gap offered enough space for one of her fingers to fit in. "Well, I don't have much of a choice, do I?" There didn't appear to be any other way to progress, not that such an ancient structure was bound to change much with the press of a button. She loathed the thought of quitting right here and now regardless.

There was no harm in giving it a shot and much to her surprise the button depressed beneath her clothed fingertip, producing a sound across the room which had the delicate young woman perk up. "Oh, come on! Just when you think you're safe for a damn minute." It wasn't the only thing she picked up on. Somewhere, the unknown entity stopped dead in its tracks to investigate the chamber.

It must've tracked the source of the grating sound mere moments before, or merely responded to any sort of intruder. She didn't want to find out as much as she wanted to get out of there. Whichever the case, there was no point in pondering on the matter any further. The unchained slave scrambled over the ground in a hasty attempt to get back on her feet and made a dash for the staircase ahead.

She had time. Not much, but enough to make it across the chamber and up a few steps. With any luck there was a mechanism on the other side to seal the wall once more, but the blonde pilot didn't count on it for the sake of lulling herself in a false state of comfort.

In the meantime, Phoebe secured her blaster pistol. A free hand fumbled with the fragmentation grenade she brought along. It'd come in handy as a last resort, but whatever moved through the structure could very well be immune to it. She ran forward and glanced over her shoulder every once in a while. Perhaps she'd be able to get a glimpse of it along the way, but part of her figured its true appearance would only disrupt her focus on the task further.

Able to elude whatever was in the pyramid for now at least she got into the passage. Looking there was nothing that resembled a control panel on this side and she was too pressed for time to search for anything hidden.

Fortunately when she began down the dark passage the stone closed, sealing her in. She could surmise that there may be a hidden switch somewhere that would let her out of this place. Traveling further into this passage she could hear the thing in the room she just departed. It grew no closer and before long she could not hear it any longer.

Upon getting to the bottom of a landing something strange happened. Instantly she felt heavy, or rather, what she had been use to feeling as artificial gravity kicked in at the same time as the lights. She heard a slight hum as something powered up, barely audible.

Moving throughout this hidden chamber there were many paths that lead off to various rooms. Some had riches in various forms, each with a separate room. One with fine fabrics, another artwork, then the more common gems and precious metals.

Another room held an assortment of weapons both primitive and some modern. Each had been inlaid with precious jewels or metals, some looked as if they would not function and were meant as decorative pieces in the case of the series of gold swords.

Her search had not been easy since she did not know how matters were sorted out. Up ahead she could hear what sounded like soft sobbing that seemed as if someone had been attempting to suppress it but failed to do so.

"Huh?!" As soon as the massive slab of stone hauled itself back into place, Phoebe spun around on the spot. It was too late. There was nothing to be done about the sealed passage although the young agent took a moment to investigate. Nothing looked out of the ordinary although it must've been fairly clear this wouldn't have happened unless there was another way to open the damn thing. "Are there built-in sensors sealing the path when someone's passed by? Did I step on a pressure plate, perhaps?"

"It could just be on a timer of some sort." She pondered on that for a moment, her hand set down on the wall as if to make sure her mind wasn't being tricked by an illusion. After all, Aegir's kind were worshipped here at some point in time. It appeared to be solid which, seeing how there were awfully few positive aspects about this, locked the alien entity outside as well. Now that was a relief.

One way or another, Phoebe had gotten stuck. If she had to fall back from whatever laid ahead of her still she'd be with her back up against the wall eventually. She let out a brief sigh, but stopped herself halfway through when her mouth tingled with the most exquisite of pleasure. A hand rushed to her lips reflexively, but only met the front of her headgear with a dull thunk. Her skintight attire felt even tighter beneath the suit now as blood rushed to her chest, pouring into their peaks which began to harden ever so slightly. Phoebe then sighed internally, her eyes narrowed with anger. That was a dumb move. She needed to keep a clear head and not mess things up for herself. There was much left to explore.

At least the other switch had been important. Gravity set in when she headed deeper into the new passage. She needed a moment to adjust, but it established there was some sort of technology at play here. Phoebe remained alert. A great many treasures, including alien arsenals, tempted the petite blonde to steer off the path, but that was neither the time nor place to loot everything.

But, if she was ever short on currency, this might be a place to return to. Aegir offered freedom, but then she'd be on her own. The temple before this dark passage had been cleared out before, but these areas were reasonably untouched. This'd be the perfect opportunity to amass a few riches. There was the creature outside, but perhaps it could be neutralized in due time. She had the coordinates for now, and that was good enough.

Suddenly, her weapon snapped up with the sob-like sounds appearing up ahead. She exercised trigger discipline, but gathered whatever could be found within these walls wasn't going to be human. After all her light couldn't identify the source quite yet, but there was definitely something going on here.

"Wait a minute. Why am I picking up noise in here?" It struck her as odd despite continuing her way towards the sobbing. Was there oxygen here? Could she breathe if damage to her suit required it? She had to wonder how the sound travelled though the temple aimed to please one particular species. "Could it be psychic powers at work?"

She let another moment drift by while bracing for what she had in mind. Then, Phoebe called out. "Hello?!" Naturally, the sound had been rather muffled given the barrier of her sealed suit, but if the light originating from it didn't alert anyone to her presence the shouting might do the job. Of course, it led to the usual side effects as Phoebe grit her teeth at the rising tingling sensation within her mouth's every nook and cranny. "Yeah, I feel pretty stupid for doing that. People do it in the movies all the time and just sort of die."

Whatever had been in the darkness went silent. They did not answer as if hoping that she would go away but the light made that clear as she advanced Her altered mouth already getting her attention, the effects tingling through her with the beginning of arousal.

Fortunately nothing jumped out at her nor killed her but it was a tense moment. She had not heard the source of the sound move away, just muting itself and she soon saw why. The chamber she found herself in looked like some sort of bizarre combination of a lab and torture chamber.

All sorts of devices had been here. From the traditional wrack, iron maiden and alter to the whips and other crude devices hanging on the wall to the shelves of chemicals, sturdy stone tables and other lab equipment.

Four cages, three empty, had been upon the back wall. The last contained a female from sort of alien species that she had not recognized. The light revealed that she was some sort of lizard with deep green scales marred in places with red welts. She was devoid of hair, but the breasts gave it away. Not to mention that she had been stark naked too.

Her cheeks had been wet, she had been crying but looked alarmed, afraid, angered, it was near impossible to distinguish the plethora of emotions that rushed through her.

She did not pick up any life nor had her ship determined large mineral deposits in the gold and precious stones she had uncovered so far so this sub level had to be shielded. But what of the creature upstairs? She did not pick it up when arriving so either it came after her or was something her sensors had not been calibrated to deal with.

Provided that the woman was an air breather there had to be oxygen here. Another factor was that she was an illusion of some sort though that hardly seemed to be the case.

“You must go! Before he returns!” She seemed to snap out of matters as she approached. “Quickly.”

There did not seem to be any keys here for the cells, at least not left out visually. There were a few tomes she saw on one of the lab tables but judging by the text against their spines she could not read them.

Succumbing to fear wouldn't help in the slightest although nothing could've prepared her for the environment she came to face in the next few moments. It was by no means abandoned or untouched. These riches were someone else's and they'd created a most dreadful place in what was once a structure of worship. She scanned everything from left to right with the light of her suit in one elongated movement, her lips standing ajar at the view unfolding before her.

"What the fuck is this?" She had no other words for it. All her mind did was scream at her to run away and never return, especially with the source of the now silenced sobbing coming into view. Whatever happened to her had been the work of one sadistic son of a bitch. The absence of a suit on her, however, taught her there was indeed breathable air here.

Investigating the woman further, her injuries fazed the pilot more than her actual species. Serving Vespira for months on end introduced her to a great many variants. Needless to say, her current state got to the former agent. There were other cages, too, but those were empty. She dreaded the thought of what happened to the ones unfortunate enough to end up in one of them. It filled her with rage at the one responsible, but she couldn't let these feelings get to her.

Phoebe flinched when she responded to her presence, weapon raised and pointing at the lone female. "Alright, calm down." It was a mere reaction to her sudden change in attitude and before long the petite blonde responded. "I can't leave yet." She bit her lower lip as the words left her mouth, but corrected herself regardless. Her words were softer this time, more caring in nature. "I won't leave you."

She took a moment to gather herself. If someone frequented the place, what were the odds that thing outside was a guardian, perhaps a pet? It didn't feel good in the slightest to remain here, but she couldn't leave the woman to her fate. In addition, the stone Aegir desired may very well still be here.

The cage looked sturdy enough. Perhaps a concentrated laser blast could break the lock, if there was one. Then again they had no means of escaping as there were no other suits here. Unless the owner of this place was taken care of, she wouldn't have time to do anything. They could be talking hours of preparation for his return, but minutes were well within reason. Her ship was in plain view, more or less, giving away her presence to other arrivals. Stealing a glance at the scaled female had her think she may be able to provide additional information. "What are you talking about? What am I dealing with? Is it a telepath?"

Every word made her ache internally, but this was necessary. A plan was already in motion. There were obvious paths here and a trap could be constructed quite easily. She had grenades and a blaster, but what she lacked was further intelligence on what lived down here. It could be anything. The nearby tomes were writting in a language she couldn't read hence they weren't much to go by. Worst of all, she hadn't found a way to open the pathway to the previous chamber, but with the creature there Phoebe didn't really want to go back right now. It was too late for her sensors to tell her anything either, so this would have to do for now. "Talk to me or you'll be stuck here forever."

The cage of the reptile woman was sturdy. It was large enough to stand and pace half a dozen steps or so. Speaking bothered her but she managed for the time being. The woman delayed in answering, considering the question as if deciphering what that word meant. It wasn't a long delay but a noticeable one.

It could have been that she was searching for the right words, translating them to her native tongue then searching for the right words before speaking indicating she was not a native speaker of the all too common galactic basic.

“Yes, I believe he is. But he his different.”

There had been many things to consider here, the sealed passage, getting a suit, a possible guardian that may or may not be picked up by her ship sensors.

She had her weapons and there were numerous ones she discovered thus far, many ill suited as weapons but all of hem could be used in a pinch. Some had real promise as well.

Not finding a key she would be forced to shoot the lock. The cage did have a key and looked to be a simple bolt lock as most primitive doors where. It probably wouldn't be forced but a shot should destroy the bolt inside the casing preventing one from tampering with the bolt.

“You're wasting your time human,” she paused searching for the right words, then paused, wide eyed when she heard a whistle. “Quick! Go! He's coming!” The woman looked frantic, looking past her at the opposite end of the chamber where she came from then sweeping her gaze back and forth about the room as if searching for an ideal place for her to hide.

"Stand back." One laser blast followed her warning. Phoebe bust the lock and left it at that for now. There was no time to do anything else. They had other matters to worry about when the blonde's gaze flickered back to the path she'd arrived on. Her fellow female's reaction didn't feel all too reassuring.

A quick glance around their foul surroundings revealed to Phoebe there'd be no way back to the sacrificial chamber without moving past whatever joined them now. "Go where?!" All these torture instruments and there was nothing that'd truly conceal her from a great deal of angles. As if she could just hide in the damn iron maiden. Still, hiding seemed like a better idea than waiting around for the newcomer to arrive.

She scrambled to cover behind one of the stone tables here, one which offered a decent enough view of the entrance without making her presence immediately obvious by residing near the walls. Anything far away from both center of the room and doorway felt appropriate. With a sense of foreboding her eyes remained pinned to the hallway, her weapon at the ready the whole time.

Despite being one for thrills this incident scared her. The thumping beat of her heart had been almost audible. It was racing despite her every attempt to control it. She managed to take a hold of her breathing, but it didn't help any with the fact that she may be outmatched from the very beginning.

"Shit!" She almost forgot. A light graced her suit and illuminated everything ahead of the short pilot. If there were no other light sources around she'd have to switch it off regardless. What few elements of surprise were still on offer could be hers by doing so, otherwise it'd be a simple matter to detect her. Phoebe had to play it by ear from that point onward. Not that it mattered much. From what the formerly bound female relayed her captor could be psychic and her current location had been well known by now.

The fact her ship touched down on the asteroid in plain sight and remained there ever since did not bode well for her either. If the whistle was any indication, Phoebe expected more than just the owner of this place to show up. There was than unseen creature and he may have called it to his side before coming to his lab. Or, perhaps he merely announced his presence to the lizard woman although that didn't make much sense to her. Her presence here would've been fairly obvious by now, even without psychic powers there was little doubt about him having a visitor.

Whichever the case, Phoebe had an angle on the entrance and waited for him to draw near. A visual should help her decide whether firing on him had been a good idea, but then again without lights it was bound to be utter darkness in here. There was the thought of that damn pet again. A hand of hers fumbled along her arsenal, recalling where the fragmentation grenade had been from memory. Using it would be a desperate measure, especially with the other alien female somewhere nearby.

The woman moved to hide behind some of the tables. The discharge of the weapon had been loud given the absence of other sounds. The light soon went off as she peered at the entrance focusing to get her eyes adjusted better.

Nothing rushed into the place. There was a tenseness in the air then she could see a green glow as a light source was drawing near. No sound, but that light stretched to the passage but never quite reached further then the entrance.

It did become brighter. The good thing was that she saw it, the light encompassed the creature that was strange indeed. Most of it's features had been concealed with a dark blackish gray clock. The face concealed by the cowl of the cloak other than two glowing red eyes. It had no legs she could see, rather it seemed to levitate inches above the floor.

It gripped a long scepter-like device, at the end was an upside down pyramid shaped stone. Green runes etched on each facing blazed with light. The creature hovered there at the doorway slowly scanning the room.

The thing was barely taller then her. Four inches or so, it appeared larger because of the slight elevation. It then looked to the cages moving toward them.

The stone.

As the thing moved she could see movement beneath the cowl of the cloak. Shadows flickered back and forth, though she could not distinguish anything. At the very end of the body as if barely concealed by the cloak there was some movement as well just the flickering of shadows that caught her eye.

For the moment it missed them she thought as it moved closer to examine the damaged cage ...

A toxic green glow accompanied the return of whatever vile specimen lived here though Phoebe had been surprised to find he didn't seem that threatening. Ominous shadows flickered beneath the creature, but she couldn't quite make out whether there was anything more to it than an illusion or technology he'd used to levitate off the ground. It hardly fazed the hiding human and deep down Phoebe had expected more from the woman's captor, but looks could be deceiving. She hadn't forgotten the welts on her scaly companion and loathed to think what happened to other captives beforehand.

But, he had the stone. The object was reminiscent of the empty socket she'd discovered in the previous chamber. Whatever powers the mysterious artifact possessed, it adhered a scepter of sorts and the creature carrying it around seemed to be distracted by the cages at the time. His captive would be gone, not far yet no longer where he left the tortured woman.

Since there was no telling what would happen if she engaged in a frontal battle, she let him move a little further before seizing the initiative. If he truly was some sort of telepath like Aegir or Fafner, he would've noticed her by now. She believed he had to have some measure of power to lock others up and command the unseen beast outside hence the girl had to be prepared for the worst.

With the other creature nowhere to be seen, she replaced her chosen aid with a smoke grenade. It'd minimize injuries to both herself and the alien female. Obscuring his vision would go both ways, but it'd be better than playing all her cards straight away. If he didn't die to the blaster, she wanted to be able to change position while still having a backup for what Phoebe assumed had to be some sort of menacing beast he kept around as a pet.

His attention resided elsewhere and Phoebe took the shot. One hand secured the handle, finger on the trigger whilst the other prepped the grenade. She doubted her chances to miss were high, even one handed. With her gloves she may have been able to get up close and personal, but she had neither her gloves since Vespira captured her, nor the wish to find out what this alien entity had been capable of if she failed to take him out.

The blaster struck high at the back of his shoulder as the creature was beginning to turn around after inspecting the damage to the lock. The shot caught the unassuming creature off guard, it was pressed forward a little by the blast and had halted prior to hitting the cage by doing no more than tossing a hand up as if to ward it's face.

Not dead, it showed little sign of pain despite her seeing the cloth burned through and some charred blackish-purple flesh that smelled like burnt rubber now. By the time it managed to spin around to face the direction of the shot she popped the smoke grenade.

Hearing a chuckle that sounded to be within her own head she could hear and feel something smash into one of the tables in her area.

I haven't got a chance to use that talent yet.

But it was blind. She felt it lashing near her, attempting to hone in on her.

Telekinesis. His Telepathy isn't too refined. Another voice pressed into her head. This one familiar to her bestowing her answers Aegir was watching her somehow or had she just imagined what she knew in his “voice”.

Then aloud she hear another voice The woman's. “Run human!”

But it was too late. She heard the collapse of the ceiling near the door. She could see the blazing green light emitted from the stone and had an idea of where the creature was as it moved closer to them. Attention on that portion of he room but it was still unlikely that he knew just where she was.

You cannot run. Will you fight? I wonder. He chuckled as if it did not matter, as if he was looking forward to her resistance.

Fate laughed her in the face once again. She wasn't dealing with an easy opponent even though the shot accomplished a respectable amount of damage. But, there wasn't much of a reaction to the charred flesh either. It just kept on moving. If not for the smoke grenade going off, Phoebe might've fallen right then and there.

She froze when a tremor raced through her body. Something collided with one of the stone tables, hard enough to leave her with a physical impression of just how much force had been used. It got her heart to pound against the confines of her chest, threatening to burst it open with each excited pulsation. The suit never felt tighter. Staring this alien down made her feel as though the very air about her wished to crush her beneath the tension.

Perhaps the voice in her head had been Aegir, a creature both older and wiser, whatever. She had no time to think too deeply into the matter. All that was necessary had been the realization that he levitated and prevented himself from smashing into the cage through his usage of telekinesis. With the smoke in place there was still time to respond before he got a visual on her. His senses had yet to pin her down and while she came under fire, more or less, she had yet to be defeated.

"Hell yeah I'll fight. I won't lose my freedom again!" Phoebe grit her teeth upon reaching for her fragmentation grenade. She couldn't run, but any movement would bear noise and in return allow him to lash out at her. If the ensuing detonation wouldn't wipe him out, the blaster might. She kept the unseen beast in mind, but had a more immediate threat to deal with. Losing one means of defense hadn't been a terrible trade for some breathing room. The weapons she'd seen before weren't far away. She could make it there with a certain measure of luck.

Her fingers tightened about the lethal device. Phoebe then took a deep breath and pulled the pin, tossed it toward her left to distract him further as she began an internal countdown. She'd rather not give him time to react to another surprise of hers.

As time was running out, Phoebe hurled the grenade at him, hoping her senses calculated matters perfectly in order to have it detonate on him or at least close without hitting the ground beforehand. At the same time her feet pushed the young woman off the ground, a brazen move to a better vantage point whilst she peppered the creature with a volley of blistering laser blasts. She was hoping to strike the arm wielding the strange scepter. Other than the green light she had trouble seeing anything, especially with the smoke partially obscuring him, but it should be enough.

The grenade would either hurt or kill the damn thing if she timed it right. Hopefully the latter occurred before long. The ceiling near the exit had collapsed and prevented her from running even if she wanted to. She'd hoped the other woman stayed in cover throughout the entire encounter. If nothing else, Phoebe would be the one to draw his attention first.

Found you! It had been at the same time she tossed the grenade. It had been ill luck that he discovered her when he had, not that he had moved any closer but that telepathic ability told him what to suspect as the grenade was swallowed up in that smoke.

There was an explosion close by, not close enough to damage her but not far enough away to have reached it's mark, at least not toward that green light. As if the grenade veered to the left suddenly from the logical trajectory it should have taken. Such a matter may have been baffling had she not known of his telekinetic powers.

The resulting explosion masked the initial blaster shots. The strange scepter falling to the ground as she hit her mark, the creature dissolving, then felt something slam into her chest. He was not there … the scepter being the blaster.

She had his attention all right. The woman who was with her still used as much cover as she could. Phoebe felt her own arm twist behind her back and felt as if someone was holding her blaster arm in place even as she was lifted inches off of the ground.

The scepter flew across the room from the floor as the creature recalled it, showing her his true location and not the figment she saw. Had the creature she shot been a figment all along sent ahead as a clever ruse? In the light that it shed she could see it as it came closer, first a levitating silhouette barely larger then herself. That green glow given rise to the figure and she could just barely see beneath that cowl, something akin to tentacles had been moving there.

From the bottom of the creature she could now see and feel tentacles reaching out to coil about her legs pulling her closer at the same time.

Again? Regardless, it has been quite some time since I've had a human here. You'll do nicely.

A hand settled on her breast and while she could still move her limbs even while suspended there it did not seem that he had been worried much about he struggles as he pointed the scepter straight at her as if it were a blaster.

Is this what you've come for human?

"Argh!" Whatever oxygen dwelled in her lungs at that moment had been knocked out of her when something slammed into her chest. "Fffuck! My chest .." She nearly lost her footing, but even keeping it wouldn't have matter much. Another telekinetic blast lashed out at her, perhaps, but she never truly saw it coming either way. Was it the scepter? Surely her own shots connected, but the result was unexpected. It had been rather confusing to see him dissolve into nothing. By the time her human mind made sense of anything, her blaster arm had been uncomfortably subdued and the rest of her lifted off the ground in mere moments.

An intense warmth pervaded her cheeks with each struggle induced breath. She writhed in despair long before his tentacles sprawled along her squirming legs. How amusing their futile endeavor to knock his appendages off had been along with an explosive temper which made matters worse for her in other ways. Sparks of pleasure caused her tongue to jolt with every lungful of air and there was no concealing the ever enhanced blush on her cheeks.

In spite of her suit and pilot uniform underneath, he had no trouble setting a touch on her chest. She had nicely sculpted curvatures that were open to his touch and hinted at small yet lovely breasts that were his to entertain. The pulsating warmth of her racing heart could be felt through the soft globe which practically melted into his hand. She had to wonder, do nicely for what?

"You bastard! Ah!" Phoebe lashed out with her free hand to seize his and attempted to tear it away. "Let go of me! Now!" Though with the scepter pointing at her Phoebe relented somewhat. She'd gotten hit before. Perhaps there were different levels of intensity it could use to strike. Whichever the case, Phoebe was helpless. Suspended and breathing heavily, both from having the air knocked out of her lungs and her fight against this strange alien hold, there was nothing she could do to escape.

"I'm in deep trouble now .." She frowned at the alien entity. "I can't enjoy this. I-I can't possibly enjoy this!" Rising levels of lust pulsed through her veins. Her skintight pilot uniform underneath the suit felt tighter than ever. Phoebe's heaving chest stretched the cloth, forcing her meanwhile stiffening peaks to drag along the warmth soaked leather. She felt hot, hotter still when her clothes pressed against her body with such delicious degrees of tightness. His touch on her breast did little good in that regard, forcing the molten orb to rub firmly against the chest portion of it.

Shapely thighs squirmed amid his tentacles, their succulent swell attempting to break free in every feasible direction out of fear of being subdued completely. What the woman lacked in cleavage, she made up for in the back when that luscious bubble butt filled her garments quite nicely. Without the suit blocking the view on her uniform, surely he found it left nothing to the imagination.

But, for the moment he spoke to her. He had all the time in the world. She couldn't break free anyway, let alone twist the arm behind her back far enough to get another shot on the real him. Phoebe doubted he could be reasoned with, but perhaps it prolonged the inevitable just a little bit longer while her mind braced for what might be extended periods of torture to come. Whatever happened to the previous human he had, Phoebe didn't dare ask.

"Why, does it matter? Ungh!" She whimpered beneath her breath and bit down on her tongue for a moment. Not enough to bleed, but likely enough to be close in an attempt to mask the sensations washing over her by then. "Ah, I'm .. I'm here for the scepter, or rather for the pyramid shaped stone on it. I didn't expect to find anyone down here. Mngh! M-My scanners showed no life signs. So, what .. what do you want with me?"

Her demand had been ignored and the hand remained in place until she had realized how futile her struggles were as he directed the scepter at her. Those tentacles still swirled over her legs pulling them apart more with the greatest of ease.

Other tentacles swept over her rear and she would see them coming out from the bottom of that robe, getting thinner the greater distance they stretched. Some played with her ass rubbing against it. When his hand left her breast it was to remove her helmet which he dropped away. It had not bounced so high with the artificial gravity in place. There was air present, the back of fingers caressing along her flustered cheek.

To you? It wouldn't matter. His eyes, which she could see were pure white this close up flicked to the scepter for a second then back to her. You cannot have it.

His features were like Fafner. Like Aegir. But he was different. Smaller then the other two, brighter in color as if they shifted hues as they aged given that by size alone she would be able to tell a difference.

Aegir was the largest, more of a mauve coloration. Fafner smaller by a foot at least more bluish. And this thing smaller still by another foot but a deep purple. Mouth tendrils had been moving in the shadows of that cowel which she could clearly see as her suit was shredded and torn.

He peeled the first layer off in large strips deliberately ruining the suit in the process. I was down here playing with my toy until I heard my Pet. Again his eyes flicked away as if searching for that alien woman. He did not see her, seemed frantic for a moment as he looked left then right then left again before finding the matter of little consequence for the moment.

It wasn't as if she could get far but the action did relay to Phoebe that those telepathic skills were not that strong. He failed to notice her and had he not been so cautious she may have succeeded. Even when her presence was known it took him a long moment to locate her.

It is not a surprise that you didn't sense anything. My Pet above isn't biological and doesn't emit energy. It's hard to explain. I have had no luck thus far in replicating my experiment. It's so difficult to acquire new supplies. I'm assuming you have a ship.

Hardly a question but more an observation a tentacle grasped at the blaster pulling it away and depositing it on the ground while others began ripping holes in her flight suit large enough so that they could squirm beneath rubbing and taring. His hand tore away a larger portion of the suit exposing a breast before making contact with it once more. He was moving and bringing her along to one of the tables, a torture wrack.

He set her on it face down as he continued to tare away the remainder of her clothing. A hand tracing against her rump while a tentacle looped about her waist lifting her ass up a bit in the process.

Such a lovely ass. Far better then the others I have seen thus far. As he spoke a tentacle was already moving between those cheeks rubbing back and forth as if savoring the moment.

Any further struggle would've been futile. Still, her defeat had been final. She had her doubts about ever making it out of here alive. Now, she was at his mercy. Her weapons were stripped away and soon enough her clothes would follow.

Succumbing to the telepath had been strangely alluring at the time, to feel these appendages squirm beneath her flight suit, to feel them rub and tear away her final layer of cloth with their smooth yet somewhat damp texture, how their girth visible stretched the clothing before piercing through it somewhere along the way. It did nothing but incite greater arousal within his latest captive. Her breasts engorged with blood. Stiffening peaks were a blatant giveaway as to how she fared at his hands.

“You crazy, perverted bastard! Ahn!” She suffered at her own words. An intense pleasure wreaked havoc on her lips and tongue, then everything beyond these two recipients of forced bliss. But, he wouldn't stop. She'd seen the other woman and could only guess what happened to the other toys before they broke.

She was pinned to one of the tables. Her every muscle tensed up when he examined her luscious rear, an ample peach of soft, rounded flesh one could lose their hands in forever. Such a petite girl, but that large ass was bound to be a pleasure to indulge in further down the line. Already his fingers dipped into the cushiony flesh with the slightest pressure. Setting a tentacle down between each cheek had her shudder. Aside from her complaints, nothing indicated she didn't want more of this.

Phoebe's eyes widened though the woman strained to look at him in her current position. “S-Stop touching me! I'll make you regret it! I'll .. I-I'm going to ..” She winced and her hips jolted mildly with each rub of his, desperate to get away. Sheer terror and panic overwhelmed what defiance had been left on her features. “Nngh .. N-No .. You can't. I don't want it!”

Hot breaths escaped her lungs. Lust left her tongue pulsing with need. It wouldn't be long now before her body couldn't deny these urges any longer and she was partially to blame for her misery. Each word hurt and spurred her desire. But, there was no arguing with such a creature, was there?

Unarmed and exposed to the flesh, Phoebe had no chance against him. If he'd torment her like the scaled woman, she wasn't going to let it happen without one final argument against his actions. “I .. I have allies. Someone just like you. He'll come here and end your pitiful existence.” She huffed in frustration. Her entire body began to tingle. It was only going to get worse. “He's a greater telepath than you'll ever be! He'll destroy you!”