“That would be the battery option. At least for a little while longer. I'm sure that Tinman will give you up without much fuss as long as it has a replacement. You'd only delay matters long enough for someone else to be modified. You see, I can't have an organic on this ship that doesn't have some sort of modification.” Why that was he did not go into explaining simply smirking at her.

“You see I require a certain attachment, the same sort that you have with your arm.” He allowed her to finish her meal without much more discussed on that matter unless she asked further. “To sum up your situation my dear, tonight you will be a toy regardless.” Standing he strolled to her side of the room moving behind her as he poured her another drink.

Hands rested upon her shoulders massaging them as he leaned down as if to whisper into her ear. His voice was low but clear. “Resist or not makes little difference to the outcome so you might as well enjoy yourself.”

He licked the side of her neck. “I know I will either way.”

The dinner conversation did nothing for her appetite, and the young woman found herself only eating a bit more as she continued to try to think of some way to divert his interest in modifying her. “You… you could just let me go. I would just exclude and transgressions against me in my official report.” She says softly. She hardly wished to report on exactly how she was abused, nor how many times. Of course, she knew what the answer to this would be, but she was getting a little desperate in Ven’s presence. She had little doubt he was right about Tinman holding no special regard for her. Though, at perhaps she could use it to convince the robot that Ven was going to betray him and take her anyways.

A shiver ran the length of her back as she felt his hands smoothly run over the fabric along her shoulders, brushing her hair back behind her before rubbing gently across her. Catherine gnawed at her lip nervously, numerous voices all arguing in her head. Her pride, her instinct, screamed at her to run. Logic told her there was no point. Worst of all, the part of her she refused to acknowledge was looking forward to being his toy again.

The girl lowered her head slightly and sighed. “I’m…” she started, shuddering as she felt his tongue curl across her neck and run up it. “… it seems I don’t have a choice. Don’t expect me to be happy about it though.” She stammers out, her whole body tense beneath his scaled and metallic hands.

“I have no doubt that you'll say that now. But once you are safe with the ADD can I really trust that you will say nothing? Even with a cerebral implant I'm sure it would be discovered in time.” He brushed off the fact to release her as she knew he would.

There was a pause with her answer. He grinned then helped her out of her seat. “Smart agent. You have no choice.” A hand slipped into her own as he lead her from that room. The guard that escorted her there had been in the hall waiting but remained there at a signal from Ven.

This time she had been alone with Ven and brought to a lavish room. There was a large entertainment room here, even a bar and adjacent bedroom and a bathroom opposite it. There was a large wall screened monitor, controls to listen to music and control the lighting and temperature which was warmer than her cell but not uncomfortably so, enough where she would work up a sweat if she exerted herself. There was even a computer here.

“Drink?” There were various blends from various species some with labels in a tongue she could not read but all looked to be in one script, probably Hel'Corian. He poured himself a drink and made a recommendation for her if she had been interested.

“There may be a means for you to depart now that I think of it. You won't like it and probably won't do it. In any case another would need to be secured for Tinman. More on that later.” Moving behind her again his hands working over her shoulders for a moment then drifted to encompass her large breasts for a moment before unbuttoning the blazer slowly, drawing it away.

A tongue wiggled behind one of her ears then the ear lobe itself before he lead her to the bedroom which had been as lavish as the room she had just left.

Half a dozen people could have fit on that bed and across from it had been another wall screen sized monitor. There was a closet here and a mirror on the ceiling. Lead over to the bed she was pushed down on it. Ven staring at her for a second before taking up one leg then the other unzipping and removing each boot that he dropped to the floor. His tongue moving along and between the toes on one foot then the other. He showed no signs of rushing or simply taring of her clothes as she may have suspected from the last time she had been in his company.

She pulled her small hand away from him indignantly but didn’t further resist his efforts to lead her from the room. She made eye contact with the guard briefly, fairly sure that he was giving her a twisted smile, though it was hard to tell given his alien nature to her. As she was lead through the corridors, she tried to keep track of where she was in relation to her cell, the dining room, and the other rooms she’d been to before, still planning an escape even as she was lead off, likely to be used again.

A quick glance around the room made her wonder if this was Ven’s private quarters or some sort of guest room… or just another room where he liked to toy with captives like herself. Her gut reaction to his offer was to decline, though she quickly realized if he wanted to drug her, he would just do so, seeing as how he’d already done so more than once. “… Yes, I suppose any sort of wine or… whatever you suggest.” She finally replied quietly, having to stop herself from instinctually thanking him. His mention of another means to escape her situation piqued her interest, though as he explained more she lowered her head, dismissing it for the most part. She had already all but given up on rescuing the pilot she’d been brought in with… she couldn’t very well help this slaver… much less Tinman… capture yet another person even if it was to take her place.

She didn’t realize that her thoughts had been drifting while she drank and that Ven had likely been eyeing her the entire time. She was brought back to reality as the Hel’Corian circled around her and ran those large hands down her shoulders, along her sides to slip around and over her large chest before pulling the blazer back and leaving her in just the thinner top. The agent sat the glass down and took a deep breath, trying to steel herself for what was to come… and trying not to let herself give in to it again.

She felt that reptilian tongue playing with her ear as she was guided through another door into what turned out to be a bedroom… or more of an orgy room. Nobody, not even the Hel’Corian, needed a bed that large for sleeping, she knew. “Hardly what…” She started before she was pushed onto her back on the bed, noticing for the first time the mirror along the ceiling that would reflect whatever reactions she might have. Wonderful, she thought to herself. A soft whine of trepidation echoed from her as he began to remove the boots from her legs, sliding them away relatively easily. Her fingers dug into the bed as he took his time, licking her feet… perhaps trying to excite her, though she only felt fear growing now…

He gazed down at her as he released her leg then took a short walk to the side of the bed. Reaching down he helped her out of that top letting it join the boots somewhere on the floor. Topless now, those fingers moved down and over those mountains. Thumbs tracking against those peaks.

One hand moved off them replaced by his mouth. First sucking against it then circling the nipple. Teeth pinched and pulled it. When he stood back up to his full height he got her out of the rest of her things. Sucking on two of his fingers he opened up her leg using his metallic hand to grasp her ankle and pull it aside while the other went to work against her sex.

Sweeping up and down it while his thumb circled her clit he was focused on what he was doing watching those digits move while looking toward her for a reaction of any sort, even those she had been trying to conceal. His cybernetic eye able to get more detail then his organic one.

Those fingers pressed inside her barely penetrating her as they moved in a circle as well. After a minute or so they pressed inside her moving in a quick circular manner giving her a few thrusts before halting, pulling back so they were barely within her teasing her with a slower circular motion for a bit then taking her quickly once again repeating the process as he toggled between quick and slow.

His cybernetic hand moving up the flank of her body to the underside of her breast before flowing back down. So far he remained patient but if she dared to look she could see that bulge in his pants.

Catherine’s fist balled up as he pulled the top over her head, and she instinctively covered her chest as best she could with her arms, only to have him guide her hands away gently but firmly. Mismatched hands descended upon her young chest and dug into her breasts before pressing at each firm, pink tit. It took all of her willpower not to just sock him in the eye. More than willpower, she knew it would only make things worse. Even so… she hated not resisting at all. After one hand pulled away she felt her heavy breast being sucked into his maw, the stiff nipple being pushed around and lashed at by his reptilian tongue. Even worse than her lack of resistance was the knowledge that she was getting hot from his experienced manipulations of her body.

He was above her again, and with a quick motion she found both her skirt and final undergarment stripped away from her and tossed aside. “W… wait, I don’t think I huaaagh!” She started, breaking off into a gasp as he pulled her leg to the side and slid into her admittedly damp pussy. “Nnngh… Ven… don’t…” She gasped out, feeling a scaled finger working over her small pleasure button while the other two sampled her sex, pushing in and pulling out and driving her more and more. She could feel their alien textures sweeping this way, then that, swirling inside of her and getting a visible reaction as she occasionally took deep breaths or grabbed the sheets suddenly.

“S… stop!” She cried, not wanting to cry out in any other way for him but getting nearer to doing so, especially as his augmented hand returned to her sizeable chest before stroking her flat stomach.

Fingers paused briefly as if he was going to listen to her. He then grinned before continuing learning what made her tick already and continuing with his exploration. His cybernetic eye gave him an advantage in noticing things that he might have missed otherwise.

He watched those reactions, knowing that she was resisting and giving in at the same time. She did not fight him physically realizing what that would entail without any lessons on his part. Those fingers worked a little longer before drawing out of her. He sucked on them, and looked down at her.

“I think you are ready now.” Taking her legs he pulled her along the bed closer to the edge. Unfastening his belt his heated member throbbed as it pressed against her gates. Hands grasped her hips to hold her steady while he considered things for a moment longer judging her behavior thus far and the speed to use.

He decided against just shoving it straight in. For the time being she was a toy and he planned on having fun with her. His own hips shuffled forward a bit giving her a little more than that tip. Throbbing away at the warmth and tightness he experienced he had been pleased thus far.

Encouraged to give her a bit more he pressed in a bit deeper as he leaned down over her. His tongue skimming along her neck and shoulders. Occasionally there were soft nips with his teeth as he tugged against her skin.

His tongue even danced along her jaw tucking behind her ear and he even nibbled on her ear lobe before even more of himself found it's way inside her seal. Just a little deeper and quicker dialing up that speed and toggling it between fast and slow even as his hips twisted and altered in unpredictable fashion.

Catherine tried to kick her leg out of his grip… putting a bit of effort into it this time… but couldn’t break the Hel’Corian’s vice-like grasp on her limb. He wrenched it upwards methodically, taking his time and exposing her sex to his view. As he positioned himself, she drew back her other leg to try to strike at him again, but he pushed in just slightly before she did, derailing the attack as her body tried to adjust to the size of the intruding phallus spreading her young pussy.

“Ahhh… Damn you…” She muttered with a soft accent, looking away in shame as her body huffed in and out… feeling the effects of the careful attention he’d paid to the rest of her form before beginning to actually take her. Her fingers dug into the silky sheets beneath her as even more of the alien cock slipped into her. Her blonde locks fanned out across the bed as her head craned back with a heavy gasp, exposing her neckline, which Ven quickly descended upon. A small shudder passed over the girl as the saliva from his tongue cooled her soft skin.

“So tight.” Her feeble resistance overcome as he felt that clenching warmth against him, a warmth that tempted him to drive within her but he refrained enjoying her like a fine wine. He could not place her accent, one of the earth dialects he knew but there were so many of them, many that he had not heard before.

Hands sailing against her sides flowing down then up them. A bit more of himself slipping inside her, throbbing slightly within her. His scales were smooth on the thrust in but scrapped against her slightly as he drew out. His pace nice and slow as with each return he took a little more of her.

By the time he focused on those globes again he was filling her completely. Still nice and slow for the time being until he elected to get a little bit rougher. Not too rough mind you but he nibbled on her nipples, tugged them between his teeth letting them snap back in place while his thrusts altered, quick in falling in her but slow as he retreated like a rising guillotine. Once he was at the pinnacle of escaping her he fell back down inside her.

For some time he took her like that before deciding on a change of position. Drawing out of her and flipping her on her chest. Lifting her ass up he took her from behind. A hand tracing over her ass cheek and another reaching beneath her so that a finger could circle her clit.

That throbbing increased and as it did he slowed down again as if pacing himself, clearly he was enjoying this and wanted this experience to last. Granted she could try to get him off but would have to respond participating in the event. Either she had to show that she was getting into matters real or not or endure the pace that he set for her.