Aphrodisiacs had been a weakness of hers … not in the way that one expected but to perfect her serum she had to use an aphrodisiac on a fellow agent. Try as she might she could not resist the situation as awful as it made her feel afterwards.

And now when one was clearly affecting a former agent and her own serum failed to do much she found herself caving into those same sensations even if Luna attempted to deceive herself into thinking that this was necessary, that this would help clear the head of the slave for a little while at least. Regret would come later but not now.

Embolden by what she felt Luna experienced that arousal first hand. That kiss was both sweat and hungry giving rise to a small muffled moan when she was touched in turn. Her heart beating heavily in her chest while a hand found itself on her back side as the pair shuffled back toward the table they had just left.

Small steps followed as she tried not to step on Phoebe's feet. Being about the same height she could not see behind Phoebe either unless she was willing to brake that kiss and she was not. Her head shifted moving with Phoebe's as she glanced back on occasion but Luna could only surmise what was being done since she had little interest in where they were heading.

Stopping there was a brief pause before she was spun around feeling the lip of the table at the back of her legs just beneath her buttocks. It was clear where she was and all too easy to get her to hope up on the edge of the table.

A hand breezed over the side of Phoebe's face before Luna was pushed back, not really expecting that straight away. Surprised eyes gazed up at Phoebe then a smile washed over her soft features.

“What'cha waiting for?” She added a small giggle to the end of her words.

Slow and methodical advances goaded the former agent to act. Her tongue flared with molten heat. Every flick and stroke of the tender muscle sent jolts of pleasure directly to the pleasure centers of her brain. The very chamber turned foggy as her vision became hazy. It simply felt too good to indulge, but this was no mere customer. She had to be careful, but both body and mind craved different things. She truly didn’t know what to think anymore and feared whatever edge was meant to be taken care of wouldn’t be the end of their union.

Stopping now would’ve been an exercise in futility nonetheless. The hunger gnawed away at what little composure Phoebe had on offer. At the mercy of unbound carnal desires, was anyone really in control? With regards to the petite blonde, she’d fallen for temptation already. To find herself situated above the embodiment of allure within these walls rendered her very breaths hot and heavy, whilst lustful eyes gaze impatiently upon the lovely brunette below.

Swallowing hard, Phoebe bared her teeth with a smile. “Just catching my breath.” She then pressed closer, bringing their hips together. A momentary pressure rested against Luna’s chest, an invisible touch not allowing her to get up until her companion had calmed some of her aching cells.

Hands stream along the covered vixen, trickling across concealed charms at a languid pace. Their movements culminate in the capture of Luna’s thighs, encouraging them to drape around her waist for the time being. She explored the wares while eyes dipped to further memorize the marvels of nature brought before her now. However, they hadn’t lingered for long before flickering back up to meet the woman’s own, piercing them with ravenous glints in their midst.

Phoebe’s lips soon graze the girl’s neck, nipping and biting harmlessly against the tender flesh. With her gaze at half mast, her focus shifted to what mattered most. Once calm fingers scaled the wondrous beauty beneath her, undoing the fine attire in such a way as to allow Phoebe to plant playful suckles and kisses against Luna, descending along her luscious cleavage as she went.

As the front came undone, precious globes were sheepishly cupped and molded, with a tentative squeeze testing the waters in order to ascertain which levels of intensity were still pleasant. Trapped between digits, her teats are flanked by encroaching layers of friction, hoping to rouse them before lavishing them with all the more delightful attention.

It would not be long before any further descent forced her to break the embrace of those thighs in order to slip between them. Smoldering hot breaths cascade against supple flesh, but the blonde’s eager tongue had been first to taste them, teasing each before encroaching on the main course. With her panties still left in place, Phoebe hadn’t planned on granting the unforeseen patron the bliss of direct contact just yet. Instead, this particular barrier of fabric wouldn’t come off until Luna’s nectar began to show in the form of a wet patch while her former comrade worked diligently to prime the woman’s body for things to come.

Luna took in a sharp intake of breath. Her heated body responded to the touch that had been brought upon her, clothing hindering that flesh on flesh contact building up for what was to come no doubt. Small ragged breaths escaped her as those thighs folded around Phoebe holding her in place for the moment.

It was impossible for her to be fully disrobed like that but the garments of her dress had been peeled down. Straps flowed over the lengths of her arms collecting at her elbows which she used to half sit up on in order to assist with the partial removal of that fabric. She felt warm flesh exposed to the air as breasts were freed. A short time later her bra was unhooked and attention was set upon her chest.

“Ahhh ...” she gasped, those peaks stiffening in short order as attention was played to them. At her neck Phoebe had a closer smell of her perfume before moving on to taste those peaks getting another whimper out of the agent.

Luna managed to get rid of the straps around her elbows and attempted to reach up for her though her hands trickled down those arms as Phoebe pulled back.

Her dress more or less by her hips the rest lifted up her thighs displaying her panties as Phoebe got to work. It would not be long before the scent of sex built into the air nor was it long before she noted the dampening of those panties in step with deeper pants.

A hand rested upon her shoulder as Luna tilted her head back moaning out as she did soon, a soft primal cry that only hinted at the need that was swiftly building inside her.

She had been at a loss as if to have Phoebe continue or seek out to quench those flames that had ignited within her.

In spite of that lone cry, Phoebe commenced her erotic routine for seconds, then minutes. Time was of the essence, but for the moment her focus lingered on the task at hand. Having worked them over with relentless abandon, the young blonde cherished the look and continuous shudders that rolled over her comrade’s supple inner thighs. Saliva crowned flesh glistened in the chamber’s light though stripping away the final measure of concealment from Luna’s chalice added a far more alluring luster to the scene. The cooler air clashed with such potent warmth, only for Phoebe’s breaths to accentuate the latter further.

She was salivating at the sight. Drool practically escaped the corners of lips being licked in anticipation. Soft palms gloss over those precious thighs before twin thumbs tease the outskirts of that shimmering pink flesh, languidly peeling these sweet honey burdened petals apart for her appetite to grow even further. Luna may have craved what’s to come, but Phoebe hungered for it.

The scent of sex made her head spin. Her tongue was on fire. Her throat felt tingly all over. The growing seeds of desperation between her own trembling thighs hadn’t been tended whatsoever. But, it was well worth the tension nearly driving her insane.

Soon, her tongue descended upon the luscious flesh of her labia. A lone digit reached out to swirl about that tender love pearl whereas those spread folds had been teased and tormented further, a perpetual downpour of bliss which was free to build and ebb on the former agent’s whim. So many men had come before, it proved to be a pleasure to try and read this one, to map her out to the fullest with such lovely vocal cords to reward her efforts. She lashed out without mercy, never quite allowing Luna to reach a greater high until it became clear she couldn’t tolerate any more.

All the while, Phoebe had braced for what’s to come. She traced the narrow slit, feasting upon liquid riches until sheathing herself amidst quivering folds with one decisive push. One set of lips sealed over another, and a deep throaty mewl sent rippling vibrations through Luna’s groin in the same instant. Phoebe nearly swooned as her entirety flared with erotic heat, eyes fluttering to the feel of encasing one of her most sensitive bits in an embrace of molten lava. Every squeeze, every convulsion tearing through Luna’s body enhanced her own pleasure tenfold.

After prolonged periods of erotic torture, there was no holding back anymore. The blonde wouldn’t be able to last long, not with this divine tunnel of love folding about her in the sweetest fashion. Juices had long since saturated her own lace lingerie, trickling down neglected thighs as her hands busied themselves with molding those small globes still within reach. Beads of sweat adorned her forehead as her aching tongue first stirred, then viciously leapt upon whatever weak spots could be found.

She’d quench those flames after having encouraged their growth for who knows how long, hoping to extinguish them all in one mind numbing spectacle for the both of them to relish.

Gorjen had been forgotten for the time being. Not that either of them could have had done anything about him and his nefarious plans at the moment anyway, whatever those plans were.

As she worked Phoebe discovered those places that caused the greatest responses. A sharp inhale, a gasp here and there she could judge the effect she was having by the sheer pitch alone. Excitement sizzled in the air, Luna's body was warm to the touch as she set her sights on those small orbs, the peaks of those nipples were nice and hard given what she was doing.

Even her body was shivering with need and want as she was teased. Phoebe's own senses having a vicious effect on her as those alterations went to work on her firing up her desires at the same time.

Luna arched her back in delight gasping up to the ceiling, her breasts pressing upward into her hands as she did so. One hand rested upon her shoulder sliding against her skin to brush against the side of her neck.

Her clit stirred up Phoebe went to work discovering those weak points after long bouts of torture. “Oh GOD!!!” She shouted out in response, her fingers tightening against the shoulder she suddenly found herself grasping.

Electricity fired through her body, rushing all throughout it as her toes curled in response to the tongue lashing she found herself enduring. Slowly she drifted back, that touch fading from her shoulder until she was flat on her back on the table.

Her body shuddering as she rode out her orgasm and the aftershocks that followed in the wake of the first after so much teasing the damn had finally broke flooding that tongue with additional nectar. Her head shaking from side to side as if rejecting the pleasure that she was submitted to be unable or unwilling to brake away from it.

All wondrous sounds spilling from these blessed lips perfectly complimented the feel of the body before her and were telltale signs of an imminent release. The gradual buildup had taken its toll once slick folds clench and convulse around Phoebe’s tongue, a captive amongst velvety folds tormenting every quaking bundle of nerves along the spasming muscle. Her thoughts evaporated in that same moment, usurped by the overwhelming tide of bliss and nectar washing over the poor woman’s hypersensitive cells.

An orgasm ripped through her right then and there, rendering her yearning gaze glazed and unfocused. A wildfire of sensations wreaked havoc upon the blonde’s senses. Her eyes began to flutter, and her once decisive licks and lashes regressed into aimless thrashing. This was too good, even for an egghead. She kept at it, unwavering yet losing the ability to strike by the moment. Juices pooled beneath her, both hers and those she failed to consume as they trickled down her chin.

After having prolonged an inevitable halt to her movements, Phoebe finally stopped. Sweat adorned her silhouette, now adorning every bit of her petite form. Breathless gasps escaped aching lungs, bestowing cold air unto hot flesh as her tongue finally receded, still tingling amid a sexual daze. Likewise, she couldn’t feel her legs. They’d gone numb, reduced to jello in the afterglow of release.

Serving women was such a rare blessing, but brought ruin to her coherence for a moment or two. She needed to collect herself, fighting the urge to collapse and bask in the fruits of their labor on the spot. If only they had nothing more important to take care of, they’d be able to take their sweet time.

Somehow, Phoebe broke through the strain of their union and ascended to her feet, masking Luna’s body with hers. Soon, their soft albeit small globes were smushed between them, steadily rubbing against one another with the faintest of movements. A hand drifted along her inner thigh while the other slipped from a breast to settle upon the woman’s cheek, forcing it to remain in place rather than loll about in order to draw her companion into another deep, lingering kiss. The flavor of those juices adhered her taste buds still though there was not much of a concern about sampling one’s own wares in the height of carnal delight.

It almost hurt to coax the girl into another dance of tongues, but there was no denying her demands. She let them intertwine, suckling playfully on the tender flesh once in a long while. The edge had certainly been taken care of, but moments like these made her realize true relief wouldn’t be hers to claim for some time.

“Mmm ..” After breaking away for a much needed breath, a sly smile crested her lips while gazing deeply into Luna’s eyes. “I hope you weren't disappointed ..”

Those folds quiver and spasm at the attention they receive playing hell with the sensations that ripple through her tongue. She finds Luna panting for breath as their bodies press together and they once again share in that kiss. Tongues entwining as they dance against one another deliciously.

Luna gazes up after that kiss, speechless at first all she could do was nod in response. Her addled mind settled giving rise to a mischievous grin as she half sat up. Her index finger reaching out and touching her on the shoulder. That finger flowing down to a breast carefully circling the nipple there then making contact with that peak.

“Alright, it's your turn.” She announced getting up off the table that she had been laid out upon and trading places once the former agent was completely nude. Touching followed as her hands moved all over that body, sides, thighs, breasts. Her lips trailing kisses all over leaving a trail along her shoulders down to the breasts that she engulfed then farther down towards her navel. Her tongue lashing out as she left a path that was easy to follow.

One hand working between those thighs as she rubbed over that clit making it more prominent. Spreading her thighs Luna sank down to her knees paying more attention to that love button as her tongue swept over it as it licked and swirled against her there while fingers traced against that slit rising and falling slowly as they did so.

“These rooms are so accommodating. Raleigh ensures that his slaves are too,” she grinned standing up and departing for a moment. Beside the table she retrieved a box that she set down beside her. Opening it she sifted through the assortment of items there then took of a purple dildo sucking on the end of it before rubbing it up against her petals.

“Care to have a little more fun?” She asked with another grin stretching over her lips.

“My .. My turn?” Sultry eyes widen on the spot. A trace of shudder inducing rapture assailed the woman’s aching flesh which, part thrilled, part winded, echoed her surprise before Luna erased all doubt as to what was going to happen next. They weren’t done. Clothes were shed, revealing the wares the young blonde had on offer. As the cool air of the room lapped up against her shapely contours, Phoebe found herself down on the table where she’d tormented her former comrade not too long ago.

Small perky globes heaved with each excited lungful of air. Her heart skipped a beat at the feel of those lips capturing the essence of her being, mapping her out on the surface though it wouldn’t be long before her gradual descent brought out more of her sweet bedroom voice. A raging wildfire coursed through her loins, a tide of blistering heat not even her swollen pearl could hope to hide from as she almost found herself howling in the throes of passion, enduring with nothing more than frantic breaths and the firm grasp she had on the woman’s shoulders.

What were once calm bundles of nerves had been reignited with fiery passion. Her every muscle had been reduced to jello before, and before long they were starting to feel numb yet tingly, not to mention heavier than lead. She couldn’t fight what was washing over her, a helpless victim to her partner’s whims. Shimmering nectar adorned the twitching gates to her love tunnel, and every minor touch seemed to cast jolts of lightning unto her womanhood.

A moment of reprieve came when Luna stood, allowing Phoebe to catch her breath. She closed her eyes to bask in this wealth of sensations, only to turn her head and look at the sound of someone rummaging through a nearby box. With the object in sight, it became clear she’d do more than simply have her turn, but have other elements involved as well. Having then rolled onto her side, one luscious thigh draped over the other, the table had become more of a silver platter for the lovely blonde to settle into a beguiling pose and present herself to her audience of one.

Deep down, she wondered whether saving some energy for Gorjen would’ve have been more prudent, but Phoebe couldn’t help but feel tempted by that precious grin she didn’t have a hard time growing fond of. “Well, you’re plenty of fun already ..” She found herself grinning in response, daring Luna to prove her worth. “Let’s see what else you can do.”

If she had been thinking clearly then it may have been better for Luna to leave Phoebe in better condition if Gorjen was looking to spend some time with her. But doing so may have fueled his suspicions even more when coming across Phoebe with better stamina. Gorjen had already worked out that she was an agent and for that very reason she had to make herself scarce here.

Word hadn't gotten to Raleigh yet, probably because Gorjen had no evidence, but sticking around and taking an unnecessary chance was foolish. Her absence may not have been suspicious, customers came and went based on their travels and how busy they were. Clearly if Raleigh found out she would have been captured and probably sold off at an auction or even trained up to work here … no, she had no such experience and the crime lord had a reputation to uphold so she would have had to be trained first she shuddered dismissing the thought.

Besides, if she had to stay away for a bit then there was no sense not indulging. Returning to Phoebe with the box she set it down close by for easy access then removed that purple dildo. Sucking on the end for a few seconds she then used the toy to trace against Phoebe's sex rubbing it up and down that slit, swirling it over her clit, around her labia then back to that slit.

The toy was far more than a dildo she would soon find. She didn't get the best look at it but it felt warm and throbbed as if the actual thing. Even as it began to push inside at a deliberate slowness she felt it expand as if getting harder as it pulsed against those inner walls.

Fingers brushed against a breast while Luna bent down licking around the nipple of it's twin before suckling on it. The toy was pushed in a bit deeper then stilled outside of that pulsing that stretched her to the limit.

If she wasn't mistaken the thing grew even bigger, longer, or at least it felt longer than it looked.

“I forget what species designed this toy … I've only used it a few times, had one briefly but lost it when I was moving things. It will turn back up. Care to find out what it does?” Provided of course that the former agent had not been exposed to it before.

There were other guests too that may have already used it on her no doubt. “Or are you already familiar with this one?” Her eyes flickered to the box of more exotic things, some of which she had no idea how to use.

Luna treated her to one mischievous desert. Slow, methodic teases traced upon her charms, grooming her for things to come. It didn’t feel like work anymore, never did. They could’ve parted ways long before now. As far as Phoebe was concerned, everyone needed downtime to unwind and this was hers. She couldn’t help but wonder if she hadn’t made things easy for Luna, or her prison guard that one other time, perhaps even Gorjen himself. Had she changed that much since leaving the ADD behind? It came with her overall situation, probably. An excuse as good as any, she thought. Being pampered for once was definitely a plus she wouldn’t cast aside.

Saliva adorned those erect teats, glistening faintly with each heave of the girl’s chest. She found the phallic toy pulsed and swelled, complimenting the steady yet uncontrollable contractions which forced her aching body to fold around the alien girth. Trembling thighs spread to accommodate it, drooling juices around the strange length that stretched her out, tormenting her senses with the constant downpour of blessed friction that tingled her sweet spots time and time again.

She couldn’t help but smirk lightly at the thought of her former comrade needing such a device. Perhaps the agent didn’t get out much, what with her responsibilities and all though she had the looks that’d have made many a man or woman think twice about not approaching her. Eggheads always were a strange bunch she never understood too well though another shock of bliss rolling through her nethers brought the blonde’s thoughts back to the here and now.

“T-That’s not all it does?” She heaved a response amidst staggered breaths, baring her teeth with a hiss as she hoped to defy the pleasure that welled up inside her velvety folds. Clearly, not a whole lot of toys were known to the petite blonde. A great many patrons cared enough to let her anticipation build by taking their sweet time, whether it be whips or your common vibrating eggs, but not all were keen on using just about anything that’d enhance her pleasure of all things. Some may just find themselves unable to cope with the thought a toy might be better than they are, but getting an answer to that would be unlikely.

Still, Phoebe knew there was no going back. It was her turn and facing all that entailed would be a responsibility she couldn’t just discard, not in her current state of mind.

“Oh, no. It does so much more,” Luna grinned as it was made clear that Phoebe didn't have any particular knowledge of the toy in question. She concluded that the guests so far ignored them and Phoebe didn't have much need of such a device being young and attractive.

She herself had been cooped up in her lab more often than not. Opportunities had been scarce in even getting out. She barely did any field work since Vanessa's rescue and even before that her field work was bad. Following up leads hadn't been her thing and she hit more dead ends then anything. There were a few occasions, such as the alien extra dimensional creatures that she encountered on that barren planet but no one even knew that they were there! At least initially.

There were a few switches at the bottom of the toy that Phoebe had not been able to see at this point. Only with a close inspection would they have been noticed. As she thought the toy was fully charged for the use of the guests but she didn't use it straight away.

Rather she let that toy throb and fluctuate inside the blonde while fingers and tongue caressed those nipples. A switch caused it to go a little faster with the simple AI in the device working to strike those areas that caused the most reaction. Quickly it distinguished pleasure from pain and discomfort, the learning curb was remarkable. Every twitch of her body, the increased heat within her, every reaction that a humanoid may have missed had been recorded by the device.

The initial discomfort was brief. The thing was hitting against her erogenous zone again and again with no mercy given to how much she squirmed or cried out. While Luna was still holding the device that wasn't necessary as it moved on it's own continuing even after she came and came again.

Before the third time something odd happened. The device came exploding inside her with some sort of unseen gel and something else. Something about half the size of a baseball guided along her passage. It was not solid but semi solid and pulsed against those walls with a vibrating hum even deeper than the dildo could reach on it's own.

It stopped somewhere inside her buzzing in time with that vibrating dildo that now rolled along those walls spinning as it pressed in and out of her.

A lick over her nipple and Luna was crawling over her leaving the toy in place and up to it's own devices. Her lips pressed back to Phoebe's. She smiled again when that kiss drew away. “There are other settings too. It's designed for both pleasure and pain. If I had the time I think I could even modify one to short out that collar but I can use the collar for other things at the moment.”

Fingers traced of the surface of the collar she wore. “The gel tingles, doesn't it? Now I wonder which one they used. If I had to guess you're in for quite the treat.”

And as she said that her pussy began feeling as pleasurable as her mouth as a sweeping sensation began to wash through her.

All capabilities of that particularly astonishing toy unfolded deep within the blonde’s spasming love tunnel. At first she was left to simmer slowly, but this turned out to be a whole new world of delight. Wide eyes revealed her shock yet the young woman’s face regressed even further into a display of pure rapture, if not depravity given how efficient these torturous movements were. It hit hard, working her over with relentless abandon which simply sent her mind reeling during the first minute or two. She fell victim to its vicious onslaught and surgical precision, moaning heartily while her insides were caught in a constant change of tense and relaxed albeit tingly state, each of which lasted no more than the blink of an eye.

The distinction between pain and pleasure had not been made. She was on fire, from her lolling head to curling toes. Warm air flooded her lungs in frantic breaths, none of which helped soothe the seething tide of shudder inducing bliss. Her back arched, allowing further exploitation of her perky tits, the peaks of which were forced to bud and blossom under Luna’s knowing touch.

A fever dream which simply wouldn’t end would’ve been an apt description for such prolonged pleasure without an end in sight. Release struck, wreaking havoc on the poor girl’s senses though the aftermaths had no choice but to bleed over into another potent high, never once allowing the tension to ebb. She became highly sensitive to the touch, growing numb yet susceptible to even the faintest caress, but her tormentor never ceased moving.

Drool ran along the corners of her mouth when she was filled. While a moment of confusion struck as to what had infused her trembling walls with liquid warmth and how, Phoebe could hardly think straight. Words were leaving her former comrade’s lips, but there was only so much information for her to process at the time. Beautifully hazy eyes fluttered to the humming sensations that set her ablaze, unwavering in their determination to make her scream.

The cool air of the room passed over saliva stricken teats, reminding Phoebe of the searing hot blood that was pumping through her veins. Shudders crawled over her spine when Luna masked her moaning lips with a kiss. She was burning up, ready to explode. This three pronged attack made her head spin and it was only going to get worse by the minute.

That dildo thrashed throughout quaking folds, its newly released minion reaching even farther to erase the pilot’s thoughts completely. Air swept across parted lips and the tongue lolling freely from their midst. Her chest heaved to the chaotic rhythm of her heart which futilely attempted to match the toy’s thrusts, but to no avail. Yet another peak already welled up deeply within her being, not quite building up at a regular pace but squeezing through a narrow corridor to erupt like a fountain.

“Oh Gawd! Luna, it’s .. It’s too much!” She threw her head back, moaning out the sheer incomprehensible excess of sexual pleasures which had amassed over a brief period of time. “I-I’m going to cum again! Nngh- Ahhhhh!” Silken folds clamped down hard on the objects that filled her, eliminating the sensation of emptiness Phoebe had learned to loathe long ago.

Luna could have left here like that but she was having too much fun. Atop Phoebe she gazed down at her with a smile touching her lips.

“That's OK. Let it out. That's it,” she cooed as the pilot came hard around the toy. Leaning down again she tasted those lips once more before straightening back up. Hands fell upon those mounds playing with them as the after shocks hit her and that toy continued to act on it's own devices.

“Raleigh may get angry with you if I depart too early. He might think that you're not doing your job.” She didn't think she would get too many protests once the gel worked it's magic based on what she was seeing.

She could already feel a warming of that skin as the gel revealed it's nature to the pair of them all while that ball pulsed within her. That gel acting to restore some stamina to a human, an adrenaline shot if you would but that was not all that the chemical cocktail did. The warm spread of that sensation moved through her heightening her arousal even further.

Desire bloomed from the aphrodisiac which wasn't the strongest that she felt but neither was it the weakest either. That warmth that spread through her urged her on. A third effect manifested itself, one that Luna seemed to pick up by the look in her eyes.

“They sprang for that function too?”

Sensations became more intense. Such a simple touch had been magnified. Index fingers swirled against her erect nipples while her hips ground against her own to little effect, or it would have been had not that contact caused her senses to blossom though not in the same manner that Gorjen had effected her the night before.

Leaning down again Luna set teeth upon a nipple gingerly nibbling and pulling on it. “We can stop if you like. I know how intense that toy can be and there's even more.”

“Too much .. too good ..” Her world shrunk with every waking moment. The heat was unbearable. Nothing seemed to help. Searing hot bliss shot through her spasming flesh, maintaining this unfathomable high almost indefinitely. Luna’s voice beckoned her to succumb, to let it all out, goading these aching bundles of nerves ever deeper into the blackened void of submission. She could do nothing but obey to the feel of that petite sexual beast sending sparks of electricity directly through defenseless moaning lips, before bringing the brunt of her attention down to those heaving globes.

“Mnuuhh .. Ra-Raleigh .. Too early,” Phoebe uttered the words with a lewd, lost expression that suited her well, panting for breath the entire time. Another injection of molten warmth ensured there’d be no escape. She fought and lost, hoped to recover only to be overwhelmed once more, drooling saliva and juices to add to her miserable image. “Mmmm .. More .. more ..”

The thick gel worked the young blonde over. Her limbs were drained of all energy yet reinvigorated at the same time, an endless bout between opposing forces whose nature the former agent hardly understood. Aphrodisiac and energizer alike saturated her being, combined with the drug’s ability to heighten her sensitivity all over. One height took off the edge only for her needs to be renewed.

She had no chance. A fleeting caress bestowed pure ecstasy unto her small breasts, pumping hot blood into those ripe pebbles until they looked fit to burst. The thought of putting an end to their union now was even worse than trying to burn through the chemical paradise Luna forced her to endure.

Short of rolling back into her skull, Phoebe’s eyes drifted to her former comrade, then the box beside them, lust brimming in their midst in ways that weren’t of this world. “Anything .. Anything you want .. Do me .. Do me more ..”

There were always more objects to choose from though this one would be enough, nothing would keep Luna from having her fun. Soon however, Phoebe’s voice trailed off, exerting all the air she took in to cry out and whimper for her audience’s amusement.

What were once coherent words were sounding more like desperate pleas for something, anything that could help extinguish the wildfire spreading through her every limb. In the chaos one of the woman’s hands sealed firmly about the brunette’s unattended breast, while the other dipped to the curve of that luscious rear, molding the doughy flesh whilst keeping her close. Hips bucked in bliss and desperation alike, almost as though she was hoping to rub their bodies together for the slightest bit more fulfillment.

Assailed by a tidal wave of bliss that chemical cocktail kept her on edge for what was to come. Phoebe could keenly feel that contact upon her from the simple touches to the more vigorous rubs. Luna only smiled down upon her when she was touched and held close though her gaze drifted to the box following her own.

That caused her to think that Phoebe wanted to experience more that the box had to offer so bending down she planted a kiss upon her lips before climbing off of her and going to that box to see what else she could use.

Either she wasn't familiar with the toys or had been looking forward to them, Luna could not say with any certainty, While the object inside her still pulsed with a life of it's own that sphere actually began moving rolling rather inside that passage, rolling back the way it came and delving back.

All this while the dildo moved by itself, expanding and contracting all while plunging inside her. Honing in on on her body's reactions it varied the pace for maximum effect allowing her time to catch her breath before speeding up making her near breathless then slowing back down so she could collect herself.

Luna fished out a few other things from that box returning back to her side with what appeared to be a set of nipple clamps. She attached them and while they did sealed down over her nipples they did not pinch or pierce them. It felt like suction cups sealing over her and acting as small mouths sucking on those nipples. It was clear that that toy was similar to something she knew but different at the same time, probably created by some alien or another.

Fingers traced over her lips. “Hm, I should occupy this given your condition ...” She frowned then showed her a small sphere. “This was designed for something else but I don't see why it couldn't be used to stimulate your tongue. Open up.”

She popped the small toy inside her mouth. It was a hair bigger than a marble and buzzed against her tongue. It moved around a bit on it's own accord sending small pulses out at the same time that shocked her tongue a little causing it to tingle as it passed by this spot or that.

“Now would you like to see what that thing is actually used for?”