What had started as a venture into the unknown had turned out rather well. Being oblivious and uncaring in regards to her circumstances and surroundings, Slime had secretly followed a voluptuous, young, freckled redhead from Shokushu into an odd 'building' he'd never seen before. Stalking his prey he'd be delighted, though surprised, to see her being stripped down by men and hauled into a large room with a crowd of other young, nubile, naked women. Managing to slip on by into the hall before the doors slammed shut, Slime formed a tongue and a pair of lips, just so he could lick them.

An indistinct blob, of roughly waist height, Slime would waste no time sliding into the group, searching for his original target whom he'd lost somewhere in the sea of soft, warm, flesh. Almost unintentionally, though slowing down once or twice to give a deliberate stroke, Slime would end up brushing his gelatinous form against countless thighs and calves. As was to be expected, there'd be a number of girlish squeaks and yelps, as well as, he could have sworn, a single unbidden sexual moan. He took a brief note as to the appearance of the snowy pale, raven haired mistress who'd unwillingly released such a sound, intent on coming back to her once he'd found and had his way with the red head.

Inspired by the reactions he'd gotten, Slime would continue to move slowly through the crowd, lightly molesting as he went. Now that he could see this part of the adventure as a chance to have fun, he'd make a point of passing through the legs of any girl who had them even slightly parted. With his form now elongated, the passage between the thighs of any woman unwise enough to leave even the slightest of opening, would result in a long, broad, drawn out stroke along their sex, inescapable as Slime rose up slightly under each girl, putting them on the tips of their toes as he forced them to briefly straddle him.

From the outside, Slime's journey through the crowd would be visible as girl after girl rose and fell. However, Slime's fun would soon be cut short by a sudden rumbling, which caused the girl he was currently riding under to dismount. The whole building shook, and before he knew it, the creature found himself out in space.

That was two weeks ago. Since then, our magical adventure Slime had gotten used to the strange environment of space. The first thing he'd discovered was the seemingly overabundant supply of technology and machinery. While rather alien to him, it wouldn't take long for this surprisingly intelligent creature to figure this stuff out. In his enthusiasm to try out new things, Slime would start collecting pieces from all kinds of machines, mostly salvage, but sometimes stolen. The vacuum of space having no effect on this creature, a few fuel shells and a couple of engines, and this shape changing blob would be space worthy.

Picking up a transceiver, by which we mean, removing it forcefully from the cockpit of a 'space police' vehicle, would apparently be worth the effort. Encountering a distress signal by chance, Slime would soon find himself exploring an apparently abandoned derelict ship floating in space. It couldn't have been empty for too long, there was still air and gravity, but definately no soul aboard. The whole venture seemingly a bust, Slime would be just about to leave when one of his other 'salvaged' devices picked up an approaching ship. This could be interesting. And so, settling down and waiting near to where the distress beacon was aboard the ship, suspecting that whoever came to investigate would come here eventually, Slime would appear to be little more than a random pile of inert, assorted, technology.

Agent Alexandra Losev sighed as she stepped out of the shower. ADD scout ships were like homes away from home for most agents. Each had a sleeping quarters and a shower to rest and clean up after a long day of patrolling the depths of space or being out on the field arresting slavers. As the red haired woman dried off, a distress beacon notification went off up in the front of the ship.

So much for resting, Alexandra thought. She wrapped her long red hair in a towel and wrapped her torso in one as well before stepping out into the cockpit of the ship. The busty agent leaned over the console controls and noted the coordinates of the signal. It was close and as always, she was the closest ship available. It was probably a wrecked ship needing help or a trap. Both were common possibilities.

The agent finished drying off and slipped into her form fitting nanosuit. The suit hissed as the air was forced out and made contact with Alexandra's glistening body. The suit's systems came online. Her vitals were scanned and it looked like everything was good to go. The ship's engines hummed as a course was set for the beacon's location.

It was not long before the derelict ship came into view. From first look, it did not seem to have any survivors. It looked to be a ship used for law enforcement though it was unknown if this was for a local sector or if the ship simply drifted to this part of space. Alexandra scanned the ship, searching for any life signs before finally attempting to hail the vessel. "This is Agent Losev of the Alien Defense Directorate. My sensors detected your distress beacon and have come to provide assistance. Please respond." But, only silence came from the ship. The beacon continued to broadcast and the agent attempted to hail once more with the same results.

Alexandra would check to see if the ship still had life support active. She brought her ship in closer to see if there was any sort of port to dock to. If there were no survivors, perhaps she could find information about what attacked the ship in the ship's logs.

Slime, who had now been sitting quietly and patiently for some time, would now suddenly begin to move again, the sound of someone new coming aboard travelling easily along this abandoned derelicts long and empty halls. Though he had originally intended to just sit and wait for them to come to him, curious to see who or what it was, he would take what part of him he could spare and stretch it out along underneath the metal grating that made up the floor. Uncertain where the sound of this other presence aboard this derelict was coming from he'd assumed that there'd be coming straight here to where the distress beacon was. However, he would instead find himself having to search for his prey. Becoming increasingly frustrated as he searched, finally, there she was, and whatever effort he was having to go through, on seeing her he would know that she was definately worth it.

Admiring her large, voluptuous breast, and watching the seductive shift of her hips side to side as she walked, her ripe behind locked so tormentingly in her skin tight nano-suit, Slime would have a easy, un-interrupted view, hidden in the shadows underneath the floor's metal grating. Yes, Slime would have fun with her, though he'd have a hard time tearing himself away from the simple act of watching her walk. Back with the main bulk of his body, still concealed amidst a random assortment of tech, he'd wonder how to get her here. There was always the choice of taking this hulking, lumbering pile of machinery for a walk, taking this thing to her, however that would be so much time and effort. He could also simply make a noise, but given how long it'd taken him to find the woman in this echoing shipwreck, that probably wouldn't work too well.

Reducing the strain on his body, contracting back into the main bulk of his body, still hidden away amidst a huge random assortment of tech, Slime would turn his focus onto finding some way to bring Alexandra here. Fortunately he found something that might do the trick. Though he was uncertain the signal it produced would be something the woman out there could pick up on, if all else failed the little red bulb on top of this... whatever it was, Slime thought turning the metal box over in his grasp... the little red bulb flashed slowly on and off when the thing was turned on and produced a matching beeping which could certainly be enough of a curiosity for the woman to want to seek out. Setting the device down, the trap set, he'd pull back to his pile of machines and toys, seemingly on display not but a few feet from where he'd put his little flashing box.

The busty ADD agent did not head directly for the distress beacon. Most ship distress calls were controlled by the ship so the lovely woman strode directly for the front of the ship. She had a blaster in hand just in case there was someone or something out here that the sensors failed to detect.

Alexandra paused as she heard a second beacon beeping somewhere nearby. She was not sure what would have activated a local beacon or for what purpose. She pointed her blaster in the direction and waited. But, nothing ever came. The agent decided to stay focused on the main objective and continue to the front of the ship. There, she would try to access any of the ship's systems. She would turn off the distress beacon and review the logs for what happened here and what happened to the crew.

The other beacon continued to beep. It must have been a beacon that could be carried to a location should a ship crash onto a planet. Alexandra would not be able to turn it off from here. But for now, she would focus on gathering information before considering this matter resolved and turning off the other beacon.

And that was it, no beautiful, seductive temptress coming around the corner, falling easily for his trap, no foolish venture into the unknown. Slime's time at Shokushu had apparently ruined his instincts. He'd become lazy, complacent, used to a place that was designed to make the women easy pickings. There'd be a long wait before he realised something was up. Once more spreading himself out, this time finding her much quicker, Slime would see that his delectable morsel had apparently ignored him entirely, continuing to do whatever it was she was doing in the front of the ship. It was infuriating, but that was it, he thought. Depending on how she behaved, he might have gone easy on her, afterall, she was such a pretty thing. Now however, he would plan to show her no mercy, and if need be, he'd simply go out there, knock her out and drag her back to his toy collection himself.

Not caring for the noise it made, Slime would assemble the cruelest and most unusual tools of punishment he could put together (out of what he had) into a wicked machine of sexual torment. Pieces moved and slotted together, as if on some swift assembly line. Then, taking up all the metal and wires and cables left over, he would throw together an almost random assortment of mechanical parts, building them upon himself into some sort of vaguely, unsymmetrical, gigantic humanoid form, which could barely move through the corridors without having to stoop its head.

With surprising swiftness, this chaotic creation of Slime and robotics would tumble out into the corridor. Having spent so long searching for his prize, that he would now collect, he'd have learnt the layout of the ship all too well. Ripping up floor and ceiling, not caring how much sound he made, he'd create an effective blockade between where the woman was and the only route she likely knew of between her and her ship. Then, red lights glowing in the 'eyes' of this monstrosity that'd been created, Slime would go out hunting for flesh.

The woman was unaware she had apparently angered some alien creature until it made its presence known. The loud sounds of metal dragging across metal and components being ripped out of the walls made Alexandra turn around and point her blaster down the corridor. The big lumbering construct made from parts of the ship began to move towards the ADD agent. It was never simple with these rescue missions...

Alexandra did not waste time as she pulled a string of microbombs out from her hair. She flung the entire string directly into the hulking mass of parts. The agent dove out of the way of the corridor opening as the bombs detonated in a violent chain reaction. The ship shook as the blast rippled through the walls and ripped through the giant mass of metal and components. Debris flew out from the opening followed by smoke billowing out.

With blaster in hand, the ADD agent turned the corner and looked down the corridor once more. If anything moved, she would open fire with her blaster, striking the moving objects with red hot energy bolts.

Spotting his prize, Slime would begin to lunge that metallic monstrosity forth. However, he'd quickly find that, unlike the way things were in the easy feeding grounds of Shokushu, the prey out here were more prepared. Even someone as new to the realms of space as Slime could see and recognise what it was that had been thrown his way. A threat, even to a creature such as himself, Slime would move with a surprising swiftness. Closing up the gaps between the various blocks of metal and machinery, which from an outside perspective had seemed all interconnected by some sort of sickly black ooze, Slime would work to shield himself from the explosion. A flammable creature in even the most semi-liquid state, he'd lock things down, going completely solid and waiting out the blast. A few or the outlying pieces of his body, still clinging onto bits of machinery that, ideally he would have wanted to keep a hold of, would break off in the resulting turbulence, the black bonds holding them in place snapping with a brittle consistency. No more painful to Slime than having a bit of hair cut off would have been for someone else, he would nonetheless find himself annoyed by this woman's actions.

He'd begun to move again, but as the blaster wielding ADD agent came back from around the corner, he'd halt, appearing to her to be completely inert and unmoving. A large spherical, crater like area had been created around where the explosion had gone off, what parts of the ceiling that separated this corridor from the far more durable bulkheads of the ship, had been stripped away, as well as the metal grating that usually sat between people and the sturdier 'bedrock' that separated the floors of this ship. In the middle of this blast zone, Slime seemingly sat immobile, however he would have already begun to counter-attack.

Suddenly, their entirety seemingly made of cables and metal plating, a number of tendrils would burst up out of the metal grating just a feet or so ahead of Alexandra. A couple of them quickly rising up towards her wrists, which held her weapon ahead of her, two more would go for her waist, aiming to coil around in both locations to lock down her movements.

The agent kept her weapon on the strange mass. She had no idea what this thing was or how it got on the ship. It was blocking her way so she would need to blow it apart before she could get off this wrecked ship.

As her finger was about to close on the trigger, tendrils shot forth from the metal grating just before Alexandra's position. Tendrils wrapped around her wrists and waist. "Ngh!" The agent fired on the mass before directing her shots downwards from where the tendrils were coming from. The tendrils will try to bind her movements, giving the advantage to the creature or so it thought.

Alexandra's jaw clenched and her entire body suddenly sparked with intense energy. A powerful electrical discharge released from her nanosuit. The metal plating and cables proved to be perfect conductors, causing the electricity to surge down the tendrils and into the creature's mass itself. As she electrocuted the thing, the ADD agent would try to rip free of the bonds and start firing at the floor where the tentacles attacked from. She quickly backed away from her current position, putting further distance between herself and the alien mass.

Her aim allowing her to hit nothing substantial, Alexandra's shots would do little more than find themselves skimming off metal plating. Getting a grip on his prey, Slime would be surprised when her response would be to release some sort of powerful electrical shock. Slime wrapped up inside all the metal, cables and assorted technology, wouldn't exactly be insulated or far from her when the lightning struck. However, far from apparently doing any damage to the creature, it instead seemed merely tickled by her defence, his body possessing a unique resilience to electrical attacks.

Nonetheless allowing his grip to weaken slightly as his prey pulled back, his tentacles would not release her without first leaving something behind. A thick, grey ball of sludge excreted out onto her wrists, this unknown substance would quickly begin to expand and solidify. Beginning as something sticky, stretching and viscous, trying to pull apart the goo would be like trying to tear one's way out of rubber, and after the stuff had become hard, trying to chip away at it would be like trying to smash your way through concrete. Also expanding far enough to jam up the trigger of the blaster, the weapon would be rendered virtually useless.

The cybernetic tendrils trailing after her, remaining short by only a foot or two, the appendages would suddenly drop down and go for her ankles. Wrapping tightly around before pulling, the tentacles would aim to sweep her off her feet before quickly dragging her back in toward the main mass. The metal grating between here and there being lifted away and thrown aside, another set of cables and steel plating would fly out to wrap around Alexandra's shoulders, pulling her so that she would be thrown face first into one of the larger metallic panels of the main body. Undoubtedly going to try and push herself away from the strange assorted mass of apparently living metal, Slime would bring another tentacle around and, aiming for the back of her head, swing with a carefully measured force for a single decisive blow.

Alexandra's suit could not entirely fend off the strange slime that now coated her hand and blaster. The human woman could not pull away as more tendrils grabbed hold her and yanked her towards the large mass of slime and metal. Her head slammed against the metal panels with a dull thud. The woman's vision flashed black and white as she slumped against the mess of scrap and destroyed tech. She did not even feel the following blows to the back of her head. Darkness claimed the lovely beauty, leaving her at the creature's mercy.

Her body jolts from the impacts before falling limp once more. She groaned faintly in pain but she was completely out cold. The agent was certainly more trouble than anything on Shokushu. Armed women with no inhibitors active tend to fight better, go figure. Even unconscious, the woman's suit seemed extremely durable and it was impossible to find where the seals were to open and peel off the lovely little wrappings.

The short battle had put even more damage and strain on the derelict ship. Explosives and ripping pieces of the ship a part was already causing what little systems that remained to fail. But, the ADD agent did come in a ship of her own. The question remained, what will this strange alien creature do now that it had claimed its prey?

OOC: Sorry the post is such a long one, but hopefully things should only get quicker and more fun from here on.

Slime hadn't anticipated the woman failing to catch herself when he pulled her towards him onto the metal panels. It'd seemed far more clumsy than he'd expected from someone flashing such impressive weaponry. Then again, perhaps the weapons were her means of compensating. Regardless she was out and he wouldn't have much time, and not just because the ship was beginning to come apart at the seams. Despite what was depicted in films, something that Slime had a vague awareness of at the corners of his mind, having had at least gotten the gist of the concept through telepathic contact, blows to the head either put someone out for just a few minutes, or else were something far more serious, with possible long term effects. Though it wasn't his usual tactic, he did at least know how much force to use in order to obtain the former. He'd been fairly certain that she hadn't hit herself too hard, from the level of sound that'd been produced, it seemed even mildly possible that she'd not even been taken out by the hit, merely dazed. However, as he brought her limp body towards him though, taking a closer look, it seemed like she was well and truly out of it. Was she okay, then? Hmm... at the very least, she was still breathing. Her arms suspended above her, he'd give one of her sizeable, round breasts a slight poke, and with that seemed satisfied that she was still viable. She hadn't reacted.

Quickly doubling back and grabbing the machine he'd thrown together in the last room, having not expected the fight to be so explosive, he'd only have time to take some of the best parts, leaving some of it behind. Moving with a surprising swiftness for someone of his size, carrying such a vast collection of assorted mechanical parts, Slime would begin to make his way to the only option he saw open to him, if he wanted his prize to survive. He'd taken care to secure her, not wanting to jostle her too much, given their isolation and his hunger, keeping her from harm would be as much a matter of his survival as it was hers. Heading for the ADD agent's own ship, as the wreckage around them continued to come apart, to increase his speed even further, Slime would be forced to start abandoning the non-essential, the engines, the sensors, and so on, becoming more Slime than machine by the time he'd gotten to the woman's ship. Still, he was pleased to note that he still had most of what he needed to carry out the fun he'd imagined for himself (and her), though he was sure he could have managed something with just his own body and powers.

There'd be some shaking as the wreckage they were still docked with came apart, but it appeared that the vessel they were both aboard now was sturdy enough. Wanting more time to carefully put together his plan, possibly needing to harvest extra parts from what he now had available aboard this lovely craft, it wouldn't be too difficult for Slime, capable of producing all sorts of chemicals, to keep the agent out. Throwing a bit of something to make sure there wasn't any pain when she woke up, Slime would quite gently place her down on her bed until he was ready to set her up and have her wake. Things wouldn't take too long though. With Slime's increasingly remarkable proficiency with the technology out here, his form able to stretch out and perform a multitude of different tasks all at once, if there'd been any sort of defences onboard, they wouldn't stand a chance, this ooze easily seeping into every inch of the ship, into the cables, into the wiring, into the hard drives and systems.

When Alexandra eventually awoke she would find herself in the dark. Having set up in the back of the ship, where one had the emergency cargo hold and brig, Slime would have chosen a space with plenty of room. The only light visible would be an overhead monitor from the main cockpit, definately out of place, it would nonetheless display the ship's systems and positions briefly. As far as could be told, the ship was running on minimal power, life support being the only system online and the vessel appeared to be parked safely, and hidden from all, inside an asteroid cave. None of this would be true, but with Slime in complete control, he could have it say and show whatever he wanted. The truth was, they were still adrift, but he'd felt the need to have a meal before setting a course.

After enough time, sure that the woman had awoken and had had enough of a chance to see the monitor, the thing would blink out, leaving her once more in the dark. Though she couldn't see it, she could feel that she was tied down on some sort of bizarre chair or bed. Worse, parts of her suit had become exposed. While the exact set of seals and controls had been difficult to figure out, Slime had, whilst she'd slept, found his way inside and had melted his way out where he needed there to be an opening, not using any corrosive that would harm her skin. Having also had the chance to explore the entirety of this new ship, he'd also have found Alexandra's glasses, and thinking it'd add just a little kink to the whole situation, had put them back on her. (Being sure that she wasn't wearing contacts first) The effective areas of her suit seemed to be the usual suspects, her breasts and her lower regions around her sex. The back would also have taken a hit though, it seemed, all linked up to the same gap that now failed to cover her ass and wonder pink pussy.

Around her ankles were circular metallic clamps, attached to solid arms with a gentle but firm padding all around the inside. Underneath her thighs would be more padding, in the form of slightly curved supports that she'd nonetheless find her strapped into. At this point, her legs were, whilst kept straight, still rested together, no particular exposure beyond the new found nakedness being an issue. Hugging her sides was further cushioned support that nonetheless left her lower back untouched, whilst keeping her aloft. Finally beneath her upper back, shoulders and head, there seemed to be one single wide panel, again padded but with a slimy feel to it. Her shoulders and elbows, as well as her wrists up by the sides of her head, would be firmly strapped down in place. He'd been fastidious with the restraints, it being a long journey back to Shokushu, needing something to enjoy and feed off during the ride. His little adventure out here in space had been fun, but he felt like going back to easier hunting grounds, at least for now.

There'd be a brief pause as Slime allowed his latest toy to get used to her situation, then, the overhead monitor from before now lighting up red, with strange golden symbols tumbling endlessly down its display, Slime would start his simple manipulation of some other tech he'd found lying around, and with it, there'd be produced a mechanic, flat voice, saying whatever it was he wanted it to say.

~ Participant Detected! Welcome. Initiating Systems. Proceeding To Stage 1 ~

It would be at this point that some of the lights would come on. Not illuminating the rest of the room, Alexandra would at least get the chance to see with her own eyes what she likely could have already felt in regards to her situation. She was strapped into some sort of mechanical contraption, and whilst she couldn't see anything further down, she could at least see a couple of smooth, round ended, shining, metal cylinders, each about five inches long and two inches thick, hanging not far above her chest, attached to the end of mechanical arms, that led to some much large part of the machine somewhere above in the dark. They each appeared to have a small opening at their tips.

~ Command Matrix Aligned, Now Accepting Audio Input. For Stage 1, Please Select From The Following Setting: Fast, Slow or Variable Or, To Forgo This Session And Release Restraints, Please Say 'Cancel'. Please Note: From Stage 3 And Onward, Cancellation Options Will Not Be Available. ~

Regardless of what was chosen, Slime had no intention of letting her go, but this was to be part of the fun.

The reason for Alexandra's quick defeat soon became irrelevant as she was taken back to the still functioning ADD vessel. Druglike chemicals were introduced to the woman's system, ensuring the agent remained out cold. Being unconscious at least prevented the lovely redhead from feeling the painful throbbing in her skull from the two blows to her head.

When the ADD agent finally came to, she had no clue where she was or how long she had been out. She found she was wearing her glasses though she never had them on while she was on the derelict ship. That meant that whatever attacked her had been on her ship and had searched it. The suit was still on but it had taken damage. Her giant breasts were no longer contained, pouring out fully from the giant holes made in the chest. Her back, ass, and sex were also exposed. The suit was practically useless at this point. Not that Alexandra had any hope that she would still be in her suit upon being captured. This was unfortunately not her first failure.

The room was pitch black. It was small and meant for cargo though Alexandra was not aware of those details at the moment. A screen lit up, bearing resemblance to one of the monitors from the cockpit of an ADD scout ship. Did whatever attack her rip apart her ship as well?

Sitting in some sort of chair, Alexandra squirmed a bit. She felt the bindings holding her arms and ankles down. The padding was oddly wet and it made her skin crawl at the sensation. Her luscious breasts jiggled and swayed under the glow of the monitor before her. Lights turned on, revealing parts of the monstrosity that was going to torture and ravage her. This was some sort of computer program though she doubts things were going to be that simple. The ADD agent was given options though she doubt it meant anything. But, it was not like she was going to be able to free herself right now. So if she could delay things, so be it.

"Cancel," she stated clearly, avoiding saying anything else to avoid any possible input errors.

There was a gentle humming as mechanical systems apparently started up.

~ Acknowledge. You Have Selected 'Cancel'. ~

A shudder of the machinery, and it was clear things weren't right.

~ Error. Beginning Self Diagnostic. Failure In Audio Command Input. Initiating Default Stage 1 in 5... 4... 3... ~

Something thick, clear and viscous was beginning to escape out of the open tips of the smooth, shining metallic phalluses that hung not far above Alexandra's chest. Worse however, was the movement of her restraints around her legs. The supports around her thighs and calves spread her open, bending the knees slightly, and sliding gradually into position with an indomitable strength that could not even be slowed, let alone stopped. Rising into view, and moving into place next, but not yet on, Alexandra's sex, was some sort of large wheeled contraption, it's outer rim lined with countless soft nubs, roughly the same size as the last part of the thumb and each spaced about two inches apart.

~ 2... 1... Mark. ~

As the countdown came to a conclusion, the wheel would begin to turn slowly. However, rather than the implement closing in right away, Alexandra would instead find some sort of warm liquid being sprayed onto the length of her sex, from someplace unseen below the wheel, with a gentle, but notable enough pressure. Similarly a warm drooling ooze from the round ended devices above her voluptuous, heaving breasts would start to trickle down, eventually landing and rolling off her delicate skin. It was only once the substance, which would turn out to be some sort of oily, lubricating, aphrodisiac, had started to take effect, a process that would take a while, that the respective spray and dribble would stop and the tools of Alexandra's torment would close in.

The subtle sound of vibration suddenly reaching her ears, it wouldn't be too much of a surprise when she felt that particular element present on the smooth, shining arm attachments that came down and began to massage into her skin the ooze they'd just expelled. Circling around her nipples, pressing in softly into those gorgeous round orbs, the vibrating appendages would only tease her teats every now and then, a brief, almost accidental touch, before drawing back.

Not too bad at first, moving quickly, but at a speed where one could still discern the individual nubs rubbing up the length of her sex, the wheel would stay at a steady pace for a while. However, as the molestation continued, the wheels would soon begin to rev, tormenting Alexandra with at least 10 or more short bursts of a much higher setting, before, with one final rev, pushing itself up to that final speed, remaining there until the work was done.

The agent was not surprised that her input was ignored. The machine hummed to life. Strange oils were sprayed and dripped onto Alexandra's breasts and sex. Her legs were bent back and forced apart, leaving her completely exposed. "Uhhnnn..." she gritted her teeth as cold metal hands rubbed the oils into her breasts. The arms hummed, sending pleasing vibrations through the luscious tit flesh as her nipples ached and itched from the aphrodisiac.

Alexandra's entire body tingled. Her breasts swelled and firmed with arousal. Her sex began to moisten and drool her love nectar as the nubbed wheel slowly came closer and closer. The agent's body was shining with the oily substance that was rubbed into her. The mountainous globes molded around the metal arms as they hummed away at her body and resistance. Her toes curled as her body tensed. She squirmed but could not even move her hips as the wheel made contact with her glistening netherlips.

"Nngh! Ahhhnnnn!" The nubs dragged across her netherlips. Each nub was like a finger tracing her parted slit. Every single of the rubbery digits flicked across her clitoris, sending wild jolts of pleasure shooting up the woman's spine. The wheel soon glistened with Alexandra's juices. The agent strained against her bonds but was held completely still even as her belly quaked and quivered. Her pearl swelled with hot blood, exposing more of those tender nerves as it throbbed in erotic agony. Each flick sent Alexandra's eyes fluttering. This was driving her insane and this was just the lowest setting.

When the wheel suddenly revved to the highest setting, Alexandra's entire body shuddered as hot juices sprayed over the spinning wheel. The woman's tongue rolled out of her gaping mouth as tears trickled down her cheeks. Her body could not stop jolting as the orgasm wracked her being. Then the wheeled sped up again and again, each time ripping an orgasm from the agent's drugged and helpless body. By the tenth, the red haired woman was long gone. Her eyes were glassy as drool trickled out of her moaning mouth. Those lids fluttered a final time as the wheel sped up and remained at top speed as the woman climaxed one after the other, spraying her love juice all over the machine as her mind went blank.

Things had gone well, too well in fact. If she was going to cum this easy, it wouldn't be any fun. While Slime had gotten what he needed pretty quickly, absorbing his fill of tantric energies, he would decide to continue, the rest of what was to happen merely for his enjoyment now, rather than a need for sustenance. Not long after the wheel had revved itself to the highest setting, those vibrating, silver phalluses massaging Alexandra's sensuous, obscene breasts, had taken to pressing against and staying put on her sensitive nipples. Now however, satisfied that the whole ordeal had done the job, both the wheels and the implements on her breasts would withdraw, leaving her to recover. It appeared that Alexandra was pretty far out of it, and out of an amused, idle fascination, he'd allow one of his tendrils to softly trace along the soft arch of her back, almost certain that she wouldn't be able to really feel it amidst that complete white out still lingering in her mind and body, like the ear ringing aftermath of an explosion, being sure to withdraw as she eventually came to.

Not doing anything to hasten her recovery, allowing that long, arduous journey back down to earth, or at least the lower atmosphere, to occur naturally, Slime would decide to slip, undetected and unnoticed into the mind of this delectable morsel he now had to himself as his inflight sex entertainment, being sure not to let her suspect a thing. Though it was difficult to get through to anything through the blinding light of this woman's latest climax, he'd find what he was looking for, bumping into a few things of interest on the way. Firstly, it would appear that this wasn't this poor fuck toy's first experience with situations like this. Whilst it would be too much for even Slime to tuck away all those memories, he'd be sure to put in an element of distance and time into her mind. Those things had happened, and could be remembered, but it would seem like a long time ago, as if she hadn't had any satisfaction of that nature in a while. Secondly, and this would be his main objective, more insidious, Slime would find that part of her mind that allowed her rising climaxes to so easily break and would do some 'reinforcing'. Though it was something she was sure to only discover a little later from now, he would take control of when she could experience orgasm, allowing him to keep her ever on the tipping point, but never going over until he permitted it, with the longer he left it, the greater the blow. All he wanted to do to her mind done, he would remain as an undetectable, unnoticeable presence, keeping a careful eye on things, waiting to see exactly when she'd come around enough to be of some amusement again.

~ Stage 1 out of 27 Completed. ~

He decided to pick a relatively large, but not unrealistic number, despite the fact that he didn't actually have that many things planned. The plan wasn't just to toy with his plaything's body, and hopefully the prospect of far too much to come, beyond what she'd already experienced, was something that could act as an amusing torment.

~ Self Diagnostics Completed. Identified Audio Input Error. Self Repair Protocols Engaged. Standby. ~

It was at this point that he'd decide to have the overhead monitor flicker briefly back to the previous display, showing a reminder that the ship was indeed producing no power, no signal, was hidden inside an asteroid, and nothing and noone would be anywhere nearby, even if she had been able to get some sort of distress beacon active.

~ Audio Input Functions Repaired. Resetting Verbal Command Functions. Audio Input Offline. ~

The display would turn off completely again and the lights would dim. Just for a little fun, Slime would have the restraints loosen just a little bit, but was very careful not to give her enough slack with which to actually escape any of her bonds.

~Loading... ~

After a bit of time, enough to give Alexandra hope, the lights and monitor would come back on, displaying once more that strange red screen with bizarre golden symbols scrolling down from top to bottom. As this occurred, the previous firm, though nonetheless still padded, tightness would re-assert itself.

~ Audio Input Online. Initiating Test Protocol. ~

There'd be a brief set of three distinct hums, each mechanically produced, each a different note, then a little upbeat 'check' of two notes, which was the universal, audio signifier of 'all done' and this little box gets a nice little green tick.

~ Audio Input Functions Now Performing At 98.7% Capacity. Proceeding to Stage 2, Now Accepting Audio Input. For Stage 2, Please Select From The Following Setting: Fast, Slow, Front, Or Back Or, To Forgo Any Further Stages In This Session And Release Restraints, Please Say 'Cancel'. Please Note: From Stage 3 And Onward, Cancellation Options Will Not Be Available. ~

It would all be another part of the game, Alexandra not getting a pass on any of the fun Slime had planned, no matter what she did.