“Mm … f-faster ...” Daphnee guides the translator, and she follows through - seeming to finally overcome her own reservations and embracing Daphnee fully before she rolls over, pushing her into the damp sheets that send the scents of the stains into the air, providing a delicious backdrop to their moment.

Without further ado, Tsuya drives that finger into Daphnee's ass. She doesn't let that be the end, though - she follows up by kissing Daphnee hard on the lips, clearly enjoying everything now. When Daphnee plays with her tits, she moves her hips slowly so as to keep the pleasure flowing. She doesn't slack even through this, as she begins to service Daphnee with her tongue, moving gracefully across hers as allows herself a small respite before she picks up the pace.

For a brief moment, she stays like this before her free hand slowly brushes up against Daphnee's back, gently caressing her as she eagerly works her tits onto Daphnee's hand, letting her squeeze her breasts and tug on her rapidly-erecting nipples until she finally pulls back ever so slightly from her kiss.

"Hey, Daphnee..." Tsuya whispers to her, moving her hips slightly. "Do mine, too... please."

Pressed to the sheets Daphnee's olfactory senses exploded with the scent of sex. That finger continues it's advance. As does that tongue. Clearly it is skilled having to twist around the formation of so many different sounds. It's tough to keep up. Her hand feels the weight of that breast against it. Nipples can be felt growing even stiffer against her palm as her fingers knead and squeeze that globe.

Her back arches as Tsuya's hand skims along it. That finger growing more urgent as it presses inside her backdoor. Daphnee gasps as their lips part. Her own hips squirm in time with her own. Lust filled eyes gaze up. She nods bringing one hand around Tsuya's back.

There is descends down until reaching her ass. Once there she slaps that rear causing it to jiggle. Then her hand creeps closer to her backdoor. A finger rolling around her anus Daphnee considered for a moment lubing it up some then thinks better of it.

Tsuya liked it a bit rough so she doubts she'll complain. She might even like or even prefer it. Still her finger presses forth slower than Tsuya's as she gauges a reaction. At the same time her hand squeezes about that tit as she squirms beneath her.

As she gets a better sense of things her finger picks up the pace or backs off.

Daphnee's hand drifts off of that breast resting on a hip. Using her hold there she's better able to shift without moving much. She presses her sex against Tsuya rubbing them against one another as they squirm. Her ass lifted up off the bed to allow Tsuya to get at her easier.

A low sigh of satisfaction escapes Tsuya's lips as Daphnee's digits sink into her tight hole. Despite having plenty of experience, Tsuya was surprisingly tight. Perhaps she never really had a chance to use it...

Daphnee's well-timed slap against her nicely-toned ass causes a pleasure-tinged gasp to burst forth from her lips before she looks down with glee at Daphnee, licking her lips in anticipation for more. When Daphnee's digits reach a particularly-delicate spot in her depths, she arches her back, roughly grinding her moist nethers on hers, while letting her roughly grope her tits.

"Oooh, someone's got experience." Tsuya praises her technique. "But you know, you should use a little lubrication. It'd be easier for the two of us."

And just like that, she shifts downwards to retaliate - gently sucking on Daphnee's tits now. Her tongue plays cleverly against the erect nipples, her soft lips brushing across her erect nubs as she adds a little bit of teeth play to keep Daphnee on edge. Tsuya eagerly pushes her ass onto Daphnee's hand, forcing her fingers to dive a few inches deeper into her, clearly enjoying the sensation of her unlubricated finger. She doesn't skimp with the finger-play, either. Moving gracefully with an almost extra-sensory awareness of her favourite spots, Tsuya continued to finger-fuck Daphnee right back as she picked up the pace.

Switching tits every now and then, Tsuya finally released Daphnee's nipples and puffed out her chest to let her cop a feel.

"You should go even wilder." she suggests.

Daphnee felt that finger digging into her with equal zeal. She thought that Tsuya was chastising her for being so bold, forgoing lube and all but before she had been able to rectify that particular problem she springs an attack on her. Capturing a breast in her mouth that skilled tongue works around her erect nipple as they grind together even faster.

“Uhh ...” she purrs out. That arch deepened, most of her weight on her shoulders as she keeps her ass off the mattress for better access. Her feet were flat to the mattress in order to keep from being pressed down with all that grinding.

“Wilder?” She repeats even as she was given so space to work with. One breast tingled but Tsuya moved between them before either grew to sensitive keeping both those peaks firm and attentive.

At the same time it allowed her to grasp that plump breast. It was more then a handful. As she squeezed it roughly skin bulged between her fingers. In quick order she took hold of one of those erect nipples. She twisted it sharply this way and that. While doing so she pressed her own sex firmly against Tsuya's. Feeling that delicious contact that sparked a fire down below.

The tightness of that ass was surreal. Either she hadn't been used there or medical procedures tightened her up quit a bit. Daphnee was too busy to ask. Her finger twisting in quicker motions as it circled her. One way in the descent then in the reverse direction as she pulled back some. Only for that finger to return.

The rest of her palm smacking that ass when reaching the apex. She heard each squelch of their bodies. Each smack of that ass. Each spring in the mattress beneath them. Daphnee did her best lacking the leverage of that upper position.

Whether from earlier or the fact that she was so heated up that burning from within steadily grew. “Oh Gawd! Uh! I'm … I'm cumming!” She cried out as that dam burst. Seismic waves ripped through her body, her ass almost collapsed down the the mattress. Barely above it as it sank Daphnee forced herself to arch up at the last possible second causing another shiver to lance down her spine as their sexes slid against one another.

As Daphnee's orgasm hit home, Tsuya delivered a two-hit finisher - first by driving her slick fingers into Daphnee's ass as deep as it'll go, brushing into some splendid spots as the first climax hit home, then following up by gently biting Daphnee's left tit as her body arched back as she began to cream herself. Daphnee's hips working to push their slick nethers together must've been the drop that broke her dam, as the translator's moan catches in her throat as she orgasms as well.

She thrusts her hips wildly, clearly used to doing this kind of thing as she works off her first - then second orgasm before she finally slumps down on top of Daphnee, moving a bit to let her breathe. Almost as if on instinct, she grabbed hold of Daphnee's perky tit and seemed to relax as she admired its with her touch.

"... hey." she finally catches her breath. "I was just supposed to wake you up and take you back to your owner."

She smiles mischievously as she draws out her fingers from Daphnee's butt. "...it might probably be too late, but do you think we might be in trouble?"

A deft cry leaves her lips as the bite came. Her head tilts back as seconds prolong into eternity. Euphoria sweeps over her as she lays back upon the mattress. Warm fingers cradled over a breast Daphnee feels the warmth of a close body. Not braking the moment she holds Tsuya as well.

A hand set at the back of her head breezing along the back of it and those dark locks. Green eyes focus on her while that other hand creeps along her large breast. Pulled out of the moment that question is poise to her causing her to sit up a little. She shakes her head a tad.

“I don't think so. This time isn't being counted against his. Besides it was all part of a recruiting pitch. If I make more money he and his share holders do as well. Not that that was the only reason things occurred as they did.”

Daphnee grins then goes in for a kiss. “Consider this as a sneak peak if you hire yourself out to me.” She was banking on greater exposure with two human girls. It increased what she could do after all. And if it didn't there was no real loss in that department.

“I guess we kept him waiting long enough.” She got her clothes, cleaned up a bit first, got dressed and was ready to see her Master hoping that he was not kept waiting for long.

Tsuya's relief is quite noticeable when Daphnee explains that she was on her own time, rather than that being who every last one of the myriad staffers seemed to be afraid of, despite his (its?)'s calm outward demeanor.

“Besides it was all part of a recruiting pitch. If I make more money he and his share holders do as well. Not that that was the only reason things occurred as they did.”

"I'll... talk to him about it, alright?" she smiles, gulping slightly as she let herself get swept up in Daphnee's kiss. shuddering with excitement at the thought of having to perform alongside Daphnee. Sure, she was obviously still nervous about having to do something so wild outside of her comfort zone, but the subtle blush that has crept up her cute face, the way her adorable pink nipples remained erect and the subtle motions of her thighs as she contemplated this new thing was obvious. Now Daphnee had to do was wait until she did come around...

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Partway through their journey, their walk hit a snag. A series of thorny, vine-like tentacles tapped upon the bare body of the translator, drawing her attention as it stepped into the metallic tunnel. It appeared almost inanimate at first, but the fleshy tendrils moving in a sheath of needle-covered bark drew the eyes of a skilled observer that this creature was no mere decoration. The pulsating organ at the 'heart' of this four-legged monster throbbed as if in excitement.

"You two playing some kind of punishment game, making her walk around so hot and bothered?" he asks Daphnee as he casually gropes Tsuya's eye-catching tits. The creature's 'voice' sounds unnatural - almost human, but the subtle intonations and the way the deeper sounds are washed over by the sound of air being roughly compressed breaks the masquerade somewhat. "Wait, I know you... you're that daredevil gal the boss hired for the day, aren't ya. Daphnee Von Heinrich, right?"

Daphnee knew not to push too much. Her eyes told her what she needed to know. That Tsuya was thinking about the matter and that she seemed thrilled at the prospect. There was little she could do about her uncertainty with crowds. If she came around great but she'd allow Tsuya to do it at her own pace. Seeing that her Master could get in touch that would be easy for the owners to hold whatever talks were necessary.

She didn't think this would be shut down either since more credits were better for everyone involved but who knew the mind of alien beings. Especially plants.

While making their way along Daphnee at first things that the latest plant creature is part of the delegation of plants. Had one been sent to see what had been keeping Tsuya? It becomes clear that the two do not know one another. Green eyes catch the groping of those large tits. Then a question hits her as he, it, recognizes her.

“Indeed I am. And this isn't a – well it's complicated. Master's waiting for us at this moment too,” she stretched the truth a little. Since Tsuya wasn't requested but had to lead her to her temporary Master and ultimate shareholder. It was a large place. Easy to get lost. She didn't think she'd be delayed much. None of the crew made passes at her and it was only those guests that she agreed to entertain that had been allowed to touch her thus far.

“We can talk later but right now the two of us are in a hurry.” She took Tsuya by the wrist ready to lead her away. Unless stopped. Once out of sight she would allow Tsuya to take the lead again until they got to their destination.

The creature lets out what sounds like a bemused laugh as Daphnee leads Tsuya away, as if he (it?) was expecting something to happen when they arrive at the master's quarters. Aside from a few appreciative gropes from some curious ship staffers directed at Tsuya, there are no further interruptions to their journey. The translator appears to enjoy this kind of attention, but she does turn down anything further, citing that she has a job to do. When her owner's name is mentioned, it works like a charm - helpful crew giving directions, crowds being ordered apart, the works.

The door is guarded by a pair of obese quadruped creatures, armed with a set of weapons and upon closer inspection, what passed as rolling slabs of fat were actually dense, coiled muscles waiting to respond to any threat. They are eyeless, but respond to the sound of footsteps as Daphnee and Tsuya approach.

The garbled speech they respond with sounds similar to Tsuya's owner, but it's definitely different. Words made of consonants that refused to make any sense. Tsuya steps forward, and explains in their own tongue without a single fumble - her linguistic mastery on full display along with her body. As the duo listen to her, the tension winding down from their muscles is visible to Daphnee as they step aside, one of them operating a spiral-shaped keypad which opens the door.

"I guess this is where we part ways." Tsuya smiles to Daphnee. "Well, I'll see you around sometime."

Daphnee had been mistaken. She would come to find out that Tsuya, despite being naked, hadn't been as vulnerable as she had expected. With a drop of her Master's name beings more or less behaved themselves and even went out of the way to offer directions.

There was still the looks and the gropes that followed. But they did not tie them up for long and no one was pressing an advantage here. As far as she could tell the linguist enjoyed the attention. She must have a preference for smaller crowds. That or performing on the big stage wasn't an option that her Master presented her with.

Coming to the pair of guards Daphnee observes the eyeless creatures. Tsuya's linguistic skills are impressive as she realizes that the language is different than the earlier one. Could it be similar in the way that many European languages were? Were these guards native to the world of plant beings? Those were questions that went unasked and unanswered.

“See you around. Hopeful soon.” She watched over the slave as she departed. Once she had vanished around the corner of the corridor she turned back to the alien guards. Nodding a little then realizing that they could not see her.

“Right. This way.” Passing by the two she entered the chamber beyond. Green eyes glance around looking for her Master.

“I hope I did not keep you waiting for long. That was all off the clock as far as time goes.” It occurred to her that she didn't know how long had passed, not that she had been keeping an eye on things too closely. The situation wasn't horrible, she wasn't being tortured and she was learning an array of things she otherwise would have been able to. Had things been worse she would have been keeping track as best as she could without a chrono, something she should have brought in retrospect. That was how unworried she was about her time spent thus far and he taking advantage of it.

The eyeless creatures seemed to perceive her every motion, despite the fact they seemed to be completely blind. Despite their size, they deftly move out of the way as the door is opened. One of them says something - perhaps at her or to itself, there's no way to know as Tsuya gets zeroed in on by something that looks like a mass of fungus that she surprisingly starts having another conversation with rather than get bent over right there and then.

“I hope I did not keep you waiting for long. That was all off the clock as far as time goes.”

"I suppose you must've had too much fun with the poor fellow." her owner speaks as he lounges on the bed, partially distorting it with his presence, a soft touch of amusement in his voice. "But it's good to see that you've had a good rest. Come here."

The last two words felt like an order, except for just how casually it was spoken. The slick lengths seemed to react independently to her approach, moving aside to let her approach her owner. Instead of pulling her in, the lengths tapped at the screen he was watching - directing her attention to what would be an incoming payment from the banking service.

56100 Cr, transferred 3 hours ago, pending your approval. the screen read out, with a similar interface to the contract signage used here as well.

"Go ahead and clear that payment. I believe you've earned every credit." her owner tells her. "Then maybe we can talk. Or give you a good time. Or both."

Entering the chamber she found her Master at the bed.

“Well some of that was a business proposal with his translator Tsuya.” She approached when commanded. Sitting on the bed next to him as far as she could tell. With so many eyes it was tough to judge when she was adjacent or if she were within that black vortex.

Daphnee's attention was brought to the screen as he tapped it. Three hours ago. But she was hear. She considered what this payment had been for. Past services? Future ones? She skimmed it following as much as the legalese as she could.

“What's this for?” So it was a past payment. As far as she could tell it wasn't a future contract. Just in case she waited before approving things on her end. Things were a bit different than they were on Earth so she figured by accepting a payment one accepted terms, agreed to the reason for the payment and what not. So there was a clear chain with these transactions. That and one was covered in courts should something be contested.

At best all Daphnee could think of were initial contracts that she had no experience in and writing a memo on a check as far as what the payment was for.

Turning towards the closest eye Daphnee pretended to consider that. “I think I could multitask. Provided that I could speak. I don't know how well I could manage it. If it becomes too much we'll just have to manage one thing at a time.”

“What's this for?” she asked, clearly quite wary of things and he rumbled appreciatively. Even if she was like this, there was this spark of 'self' to her, the fact that she had managed to keep her wits to herself rather than let herself break into a passive fuck-toy was an impressive feat, one that he truly admired Daphnee for.

Skimming the details of the transaction, she would find that it had been paid to her for her little 'side-quest' with the plant-like lawyer who had agreed to pay 'everything in his account' for some time with her. And true to his word, he had paid up on time, and all it needed now was her acknowledgement that she had indeed received the money in question.

More of those slick lengths coiled around her arms and legs - the things moving just so to let her know of their presence, but they didn't exert the sort of force she knew that they were all too well-capable of. Rather, they continued to apply a slick sheen to her skin, moving in slow, languid motions to apply the pleasant lubricant onto her skin, while deftly navigating around her eye-catching costume so as not to stain it with the slick fluids that were being rubbed onto her.

The narrow lengths continued their slow motions, massaging her feet, thighs and hips as it left trails of that warm, musky liquid crisscrossed over her body until, satisfied with their work, they withdrew into the shifting vortex that was her owner's 'body'.

"When you're done with collecting your payment, I have an idea for something you could do." he speaks at last. "Why not do a little striptease play for me? That way, you could speak and have some fun at the same time."

The massage was both sensual and distracting. Daphnee found herself rereading the same line more than a few times after the text shifted to a language she was literate in. The tech alone was amazing. Did it somehow scan her mind and translate the words for her? There were so many things well beyond the advancement of humans. Many things that were more practical, easier and intuitive.

The warmth tingled against her skin. The fragrance rising to her nostrils. She managed to retain focus enough to finally authorize the transaction. Then green eyes looked up and to the right at another eye chosen by random. A grin spread across her features.

“Oh?” Daphnee pushed the screen from her as she was done with it for the time being. Standing she was quit aware of all the spots he had refrained from touching. Her skinned glistened in the light of the room. “Then I will need music.” It made it easier though she could make due without.

Stephanie was the dancer. That obsessed girl sure wanted to teach her a few moves, not that she was interested. Her own experience with dance prior to her shows had been virtually nonexistent. Now, well it could be much better. The trick her was that their were so many eyes it was tough to know were to focus her attention. With the stage at least she wasn't surrounded on all sides (usually). She settled in on the fact that his vision was different. A fly was use to seeing so much more so she shouldn't need to worry about the matter so much in his case.

"Music?" for a brief moment, her owner paused, the tentacles on her skin withdrawing into the swirling vortex as the creature attempted to recall what that was, before the eyes shifting around refocused on her. "Oh, yes. I remember now..."

Those slick lengths moved around her, tapping on the screen as the language shifted back to those strange runes again. Menus were played with, and programs began to get cycled around, and the larger screen across the luxurious room shut off suddenly. A slow, rhythmic tune started to play from it, with the control panel marked with the universal play, stop, previous and next track marks to allow her to pick out what she liked as the tentacles peeled away from her to give her plenty of room to dance and perform.

"Yes, I believe this would be sufficient..."