Saragus mentally sighed. Most of his equipment was export only qualified, including the device that had supposedly removed the collar. But the scanner indicated that there were still a significant nanite presence on this Miss Smith. Fortunately, the device was at least sophisticated enough to prevent the transfer of any of the nanites onto his person. And the nanites would take some time to resemble their original function, leaving Miss Smith delightfully nude for the near future.

Saragus's internal sensors had already detected the primitive ADD listening devices implanted on the ADD agent before him. The sensors had also detected one other interesting device on Miss Smith. But it wouldn't do to let the agent know she didn't have all the cards (though she definitely had all the curves).

Saragus kept Miss Smith in her exposed position, still fondling her breasts and sex under the guise of examining the rings as potential listening devices.

"As I said earlier, Miss Smith, my honor is not yours to question. And as far as taking liberties with you, I was trying to facilitate our working relationship. And as far as exacting a penalty, you are in no position to make demands on anyone. But as far as your personal honor has been affronted, I ask your forgiveness. It was not my intention to make you feel molested."

Saragus stepped out of the pool, standing on a spot while a simple yet subtle air/light device dried his fur. "If you'll follow me, I will take you to that scanner." Almost as an afterthought, Saragus touched a panel and a tray of instruments appeared. He selected one that looked like a large, removal socket from a socket wrench. He tossed it nonchalantly at Miss Smith.

"The scanner is a sensitive piece of equipment. Those--"Saragus touched the ring on her left nipple"--will interfere with the readings. You can use this to remove those rings. It will be temporary, I assure you. You can have them back after the examination. And, of course, if the scanner establishes that they're safe."

It was a lie about the scanner being sensitive equipment. It was built for Zorn military standards, and the Zorns were not delicate creatures. You could walk into the scanner with a bar of plutonium in your tentacle, and the scanner could tell you what you had for lunch last week. But the device that Saragus had given Miss Smith would do something else beside remove the ring. It would suppress any pain in the process, as well as send a surge of pleasure through the sensitive areas.

It was probably not an honorable thing to do, but Saragus reasoned that if he helped this Miss Smith and the ADD in the big picture, a little fun on the side wouldn't hurt anyone.

The position wuz not so much uncomfortable, and it wuz not so much unenjoyable, I reckon that wuz the reason I didn’t like it none. That part of me head that said it wuz things a bad girl enjoyed. That part wuz voicing all its frustration an anger. An that perhaps I wuz a problem for this poor creature by actually getting turned on by its um…’examinations’. Sadly a part of me thrilled at the thought I wuz about to be put on a table an examined in minute detail. I could almost imagine the softly furred tentacles stroking me flesh. All the while knowing that the critter responsible wuz at war with himself an seeking forgiveness. All wrong for gods angle of vengeance to be part of such a thing.

Still…..it wuz all wrong. I had doubts that diplomats went round bedding their opposite kin….but then…no that thought wus really wrong. All wrong….Still it might not hurt in the negotiating process. But that wuz the naughty part of me speaking ‘gain. The part that had enjoyed the six months of captivity an slavery at one eyes hand. The part of me that thrilled now to the thought of walking naked to that exam room while he watched every move.

I exited the water in one graceful push upwards. Breasts squeezed together as I brought me upper body up an out of the water, then spilling forwards in a mass of pure white flesh as I brought me feet beneath me an stood. I swear I saw a tremble in the things appendages. An with that sight I felt the heat hit me belly an begin to swirl. Oh ssooooo wrong. Like I had a tentacle fix or sum thing. Bad thought rolling through me head of soft white fur pressed against me.

I followed, a swagger to me hips as I sashayed all naked along the corridor wishing that I had sum thing on but not out of any sort of modesty. That part of me had gone away long ago. I took the offered tool an stood, placing it upon the rings that had no opening.

“OHHHHHhhhh” the most exquisite pleasure shooting through me body as the ring parted an fell with a clatter upon the floor tween me toes. I leaned, me back finding support upon the ships bulkhead wall as me knees trembled. Another clatter, another moan. I had to wonder what the next would bring. An knew….knew what it would. Lord how I wanted to be fucked…to feel sum thing tween me legs pumping in an out of um….I seized the final golden ring an melted down the wall a rush of air hissing past me lips as a torrent of heat filled me insides an sent them tumbling. Heat rose in me cheeks an across me chest as I sat upon the floor an looked up at him…I swear mirth an other things danced in that eye…those eyes.

“sorry….couldn’t….how in the world….need to do that in private next time….oh lord I am sorry….”

"Well, um...yes then...I uh..." Saragus quickly gathered the rings, placing them in an opening bin on the wall. "Return those soonest...yes, um...the examination."

The examination room, even the 'dumbed down' version available in the export version, was a marvel of modern T'marian technology. It literally had thousands of sentenient species programmed into it, with the largest thing being the adjustable table that the individual being examined positioned themselves on.

"Now, if you'll place yourself on this tabe and tell me where you think these items might be, I shall begin the examination." Saragus was hoping that Miss Smith didn't know where they were exactly, so that he could take his time in finding them.

Sum thing…sum one flustered him. Yah could see it in all the mannerisms. The halting speech of me new partner, oh, a part of me took pride in what I could do to an alien. A part of me grew excited by the mere prospect. Which wuz so wrong given the circumstances. I wuz here not to tempt him but to help him reform. Yet…well lord knows that as he stuttered an went all flustered on me the more it made me want to jump his umm…tentacles. I wuz drawn to him, like a mouth to flame. Naked, it wuz a bit tough to hide with parts of me displaying their true colors so to speak.

An he wuz givin’ off them scents that made it known that he too felt much the same way. Scents you normally don’t notice unless the powers to be do a few modifications jus so yah can taste the desire an lust on the tip of yur tongue. For all the chemicals his body wuz a pumping into the air, I reckon he wuz doing a good job of controlling himself.

“One probably blended into me hair as a semi organic strand. The others…an there will be at least one backup if not more. Well….I reckon yah don’t really want to know were those might be found, Yah shouldn’t have to get yur hands dirty, but it will be close.” Now that wuz embarrassin an the color in me cheeks probably showed as I got up on the examining table an laid down on me back.

“They are organics, though won’t match the exact chemistry of me body. Difficult to find, but given the fancy smancy stuff in this room shouldn’t give yah too much trouble.. an as much as I might think I want it, no funny stuff all right?” I could feel me skin fairly tingle with the buzz of excitement as he got closer. What wuz it with aliens an tentacles that so turned me on? Had to be sum thing wrong with me. I prayed, an hoped me soul might find its way to heaven. But I knew the church would really look down upon the critters I had cavorted with. Some welcome…others I ….I hadn’t wanted initially. An this one…this one I shouldn’t I reckoned. Sum thing jus didn’t feel right if we wuz to be trying to help him find redemption. Maybe it wuz the whole thought of forbidden fruit that had me all wound up. An wound up I wuz.

Even the dumbed down version of the scanner had picked up the bugs...and there were two of them. Organic splices, quite clever really, considering the level of technology that her superiors had to work with. Of course, they were blocked as soon as she stepped on Saragus's ship, but there might be the problem of a data dump later.

One of Saragus's tentacles split into several tendrils, gently combing through Miss Smith's hair. "Speaking of hair," he asked, his voice regaining its certainty, "I've noticed the absence of hair on your body, such as here," a tentacle tip lightly traced Miss Smith's nether lips. "Is this a standard practice among ADD agents?"

I lay upon the med table while his eyes glance tween me and the displays. His tendril works through me hair an retrieves the first. Still he hunts an I have to wonder jus how good his tech is if he has not found all three. Long ago I had met an befriended a computer wiz. Now that friendship wuz paying off as she hacked me file an kept watch. There were three of them…he had one….an looked to be ….yes two. But the third wuz special an brand new. Seems the suits were tired of me getting rid of their lil prizes an had pulled a rabbit out of their hat.

The hat shifted an I jumped on the table as something cool an slick slide cross me privates. Me hand instinctively slapped it away, moving at a speed that only genetic tinkering would allow a human.

“No…with a slave girl you might have free reign to touch as you wish. But, it is normal human custom to ask first if you want to touch any of the areas on a woman’s body that might entice her into pleasure an sex. A male of our species had to learn the right to do such. “

I put up me index finger and waved it at him, “Rule one tween us, you may not touch those areas unless I give you permission.”

“An no, it is not a custom of earth women or ADD agents to do this. Sum shave, sum do not. We have hair upon our legs, under our arms…an shorter ones jus ‘bout everywhere else. I’m sure in your encounters with our species you have seen all sorts of combinations. As for me, lets jus say some critter that liked his women hairless got a hold of me at a certain school. From that day onwards I have only the hair on me head. At the time I actually begged him to do it. Kinda lost me head when he played hide the salami an all. Dumb thing to do.”

I put up two fingers this time an waved um.
“Rule two: I will answer you honestly. You need to answer me honestly as well. It helps us work together. “

I looked into his main eye…at least I thought it might be.

“Yur race is known to have the best engines, power assemblies and weapons in the galaxy…you might not want to admit it but me race has some of the best computer and bio tech in the universe. Would you be willing to put yur name on the line an get me ship upgraded with what you have if … I could wrangle a deal with some cutting edge bio tech?”

I figured that last bug had slipped through his sensors so it must be good, an wuz probably worth a pretty penny on the market. Might be good to have a defense ‘gainst um in the future anyhow….

"Please," Saragus tried to say soothingly, "I meant no disrespect either for your species or for your person. I was merely...looking for any remaining devices. If I may continue?"

The last was an out and out lie. If there were any devices left, they were beyond the ability of this export model scanner to find. Certainly a state of the art T'marian scanner should be able to find it, but those were not to be found outside of the Kingdm's borders. And the fact that the Human Agency possessed a technology that could elude a Zornian/T'marian scanner said something.

"And I think we can come to some type of mutually beneficial arrangement as far as technology transfers are concerned." Of course Saragus wouldn't even think of trading straight T'marian technology, even if it was within his ability. But Level 4 technology, such as was available on the Zorn ship...that was still well and above what was on Miss Smith's ship. Who knows, if the biotech that Miss Smith was bragging about was as good as she was saying, it could even mean a Level 3 or a Level 2 trading contract between the Kingdom and the ADD.

New technology introduced into the T'marian technology base would definitely erase the board as far as past sins were concerned. It might even buy a few indulgences in the department of future sins, Saragus thought to himself, as he silently savored the view of Miss Smith's body.

Pushing her gently back down on the table with his tentacles, Saragus fetched a small jar of ointment from a panel in the wall. "I think the...um...recent sensations your body experienced in...er, removing your body jewelry might have interfered with the scanner readings. This salve will counteract those interferences, and will heal any irritations you might be suffering. If I might?"

The salve of course would do no such thing. It would actually enhance any erotic feelings on the erogenous zones it was applied to. It also tasted like the T'marian equivalent of cinnamon, a definite aphrodisiac for Saragus.

“Most important that we get that bug off me….the favorite hiding place for the things is ones hair. They actually take a strand of hair out an input a replacement into the follicle. Looks, acts, works jus like hair. That should help narrow doen the search. Course, it might not be there at’all. If yur any good with electronic gadgets then I could get yah some specs an maybe yah could fine tune the ole scanner … or the hand held jobbie I got on me ship. Baring that we will need to find a…um….an…ole friend of sorts that might be able to help. Though…um…his price will be a bit step I reckon, though a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do. “

Tentacles busied themselves ‘bout me, gently nudging me arms back from under me an me back onto the table once more. I could feel the delectable softness of his fur an had more carnal thoughts ‘bout what it might feel like to curl up ‘gainst his mass. Bad thoughts…not right for this mission at all. Made worse by the other thoughts of a certain scientist an the price I would pay for retting rid of the bug if need be. A shutter ran through me body as if the air wuz to chill for me skin.

“Um…if anybody is gonna smear lotion on me body to help the infernal machine than it will be me that does it. Ok” I looked at him, trying for the life of me to figure out what wuz going on in his grey matter fore we both ended up in trouble.

“I told yah…honesty. Now, along that track you’ve got a bit of a reputation when it comes to enjoying the likes of me. An if we are gonna work on that then maybe limiting touch an me getting sum clothes on would be a real good idea once this scan has been run. An frankly I’m really trying to be sensible ‘bout all this an trying to be good an all, but yah ain;t making it any easier on me. SO….this stuff might help yah say….then stand o’er there like a good T’marian”

I pointed an took the tube outta his squirmy lil tentacle. Wuz he shaking like a dude with the DT’s? I jus didn’t know enough ‘bout this species as they were generally not on the list of most wanted. I sniffed the stuff, a scent of … cinnamon?. Squeezing sum out on me hand an then rubbing them together. Not to much unlike a massaging oil…an the smell wuz not too bad. Me hands now warm ‘gan to slide the lotion on me foot. Slowly I pushed it though me fingers an let them trail up me leg. I membered a past bath and the way I had felt those hungry eyes linger on me. Much like now. Sum sort a switch goes on in the back of me head an I start to enjoy the warm caress of me fingers as I spread the slick oil o’er me skin.

I can feel me breasts getting tighter, the nipples harder as me hands glide along their surface. Eyes watch, turning me on even more so. Pleasure flows along me nerves making me belly hunger for release. A finger finds me mouth an I suck at the cinnamon coating, enjoying taking me tongue an playing it along the surface of me skin till the oil is licked clean.

I am alone….fingers stealing down me flat belly an across me mound…

If Saragus had been a human, he would have been hyperventilating. The sight of Miss Smith pleasuring herself on his examination table had eliminated any thought of self-control.

"Your ship...yes...work together...search..."

Saragus couldn't even form coherent words at the sight of Miss Smith's hand sliding across her stomach to the lips of her sex. As gently as he could, Saragus slid/lifted Miss Smith's body, laying it on top of his own, but not disturbing her hand's exploration between her legs. Saragus produced another tube of salve, and begin rubbing it on Miss Smith's shoulders, slowly workin down her front.

It wuz as if a floated upon a cloud, a soft fuzzy cloud that enveloped me in supple furry goodness. Words floated by me ears ignored as me hand sought to spread the ointment. Why…cause it felt good? Ohhhh that it did without a doubt. But there wuz another reason…another…

The bug…had to find the bug…the ointment . Later, I thought, after I …I shook as more digits explored me body, spreading the cinnamon upon me. So warm, so wet…so wonderful. The fur below me shifted, a warm spongy pillow I now rested upon.

I really shouldn’t, but I no longer could member why I shouldn’t. Maybe it wuz jus some weird dream. Even so me fingers grew wet as they slide in an out of me body. The moan cross me lips wuz surprising, as if me dream wuz somehow more real that reality itself. An the soft feathers that fluttered cross me sensitive body were heaven itself. One firm mound, then the other fell beneath the feathers caress an I strained, arching me back ever higher to push me body into that touch. Something delicate an soft touched me, held me breast as it entwined itself round the heaving mound of flesh an squeezed.

I cried out, could not help it as the sensations came together.

“Ummmmmm….Sugar an spice an everything nice….Cinnamon an moans all from fingers that roam. “

The sounds of Miss Smith's moans, the exotic smell and taste of her delightful body, the feel of her perfect breasts as she pushed them into his caresses, all overwhelmed Saragus. More tentacles joined the ones already exploring Miss Smith's body, caressing her legs and arms, savoring the feel of her luxurious hair. Two tentacles were now intertwined around her breasts. The ends transformed into cups, completely covering her wonderful breasts. Inside the cups, Miss Smith's breasts were simultaneously massaged and suckled. A single tongue swirled around each rosy peak, and dozens of tiny little tongues savored each inch of her bosom.

But Saragus wasn't satisfied. The scent from her sex was driving him crazy. One tentacle gently pulled her own hand away from her nether lips, while the tip of Saragus's tentacle replaced the hand. The tentacle tip split into two, with one half assuming the shape of a tongue, the other almost looking like a winding grape vine. The tongue began lapping Miss Smith's clitoris, occasionally acting as a tiny little mouth and suck on it. The vine traced Miss Smith's lower lips at first, then slowly began prodding their way inward.

A nagging feeling that I shouldn’t be doing this persist in me head. Like god himself is speaking to me, trying to tell me that this is not the right path. But how? How is it not when it feels so good. When it feels so right to have me hands upon me naked body an to roll upon the soft fibers of the carpet. A carpet that moves beneath me an strokes me an….an….moves me own hand away from the pleasures of me passage. Huh?

Me eyes flutter open in horror. Me mouth gurgles as I try an yell no….to stop. Me body seems alive as soft furry tentacles stroke me skin an sink past me wet entrance to plunge deeper. The pleasure, the sheer overwhelming pleasure threatens to engulf me if not for the mission. A mission that might save the lives of countless unfortunate girls from the clutches of the slavers who would have them do unspeakable things. Things…things….like I do now….oh for the love on me soul.

“we….oh …oh….we…have to …umm…stop. Not right…..oh…..no…..mission…our mission….our …our treaty of sorts…..ohhhh yur good…but stop…..please….ohhhh..ohhhh…ohhhh, ohhhh hell…..”

He heard her murmur something about the mission, but the mission was the last thing that was on Saragus's mind. Bringing Miss Smith was the only objective that Saragus wanted to achieve right now. Again and again and again.

One of the tentacles fondling her limbs moved to her face, gently caressing it. "Shhhh, beautiful, shhhh. The mission's safe. The mission's safe. Just release yourself."

Saragus had discovered from his first encounter with a human female that a mental bond allowed him to feel the pleasure that a human female was feeling duriing intimate moments like this. It was a pleasure that was completely absent in the T'marian reproduction cycle, and it lead Saragus to discover what he called the Secret of the Three Tentacles. He had a feeling that after he had induced a few orgasms in Miss Smith, he would soon be sharing that Secret with her.

The tentacle plunging in between the Miss Smith's nether lips slowly expanded and vibrated as it entered her, then contrasted as it pulled out. As Saragus maintained a steadily increasing rhythm, his tentacle tongue continued its unrelentless assault on her clit, a taste that he savored, along with that of the dozens of mini-tongues running across Miss Smith's cupped breasts.

"Just relax, Miss Smith. Everything is good."

“Good…..maybe…..maybe this once.” Oh lord I wuz a goner. Too long in that lil capsule. What wuz it…6 days of no sex without sum thing that ran on batteries tween me legs. Long time to go nowadays I reckoned. Perhaps a small taste. Sum thing for the road so to speak.

Me legs split wider, knees succumbing to the softness of his fur and the gentle caress. If we did this one might wonder if we could…could…..did it matter? Wuz this not the start of sum thing that might make for an interspecies alliance of strength an duration.

Yeap…strength…I could feel it already. Duration, one could only hope that he wuz durable cause…cause…the beast wuz alive an well.

“”ok….one time, as long as either of us can ohhh….not fair….ohhhhh…ummmm….go……”

"Of course we can. Of course we can." Saragus was already envisioning working for ADD, a long line of female agents conditioned from years of contact with "monsters" to seek out someone like him for intimacy. Saragus thought to himself, as long as he was prevent innocents from falling into the hands of traffickers, he was doing good.

But Miss Smith was wrong about one thing. It was going to be just this once. It had been to long since Saragus had had the luxury of a beautiful human female in his tentacles' grasp. He was going to pleasure her body over and over and over again until she was near-comatose from the delight.

"Just relax and let things come as they come," Saragus whispered, his tentacle continuing to caress Miss Smith's body as the one pluning into her moved faster and faster.