"This will be the quickest way for you to cum. We enlarged it and made it rougher, so it's impossible not to rub against it with a cock fucking you."
She rubbed her hand over the g-spot rubbing harder and faster while Charmaine moaned, jerked and then lifted her ass off the bed as she squirted and came.
She fell back sated on the bed with her huge cunt throbbing in the mirror.
"Now hide your smell." The nurse ordered, she called the bee and asked for the nasal agent. The bee spurted liquid into her hand and she applied a little to her nipples which were dripping and the rest as best she could all over her clit and open pussy.
"Good." The nurse approved. "I think that's all, you can sit in front until someone arrives to collect you." The nurse smiled at her in a very strange sad sort of way.
Her gut feeling was impending doom. However she was being led to the front of the building by a robot holding the wristband and the nurse had dissappeared.
She didn't have to wait long. A young man whose insignia identified him as a cadet (knowledge pack) came up to her and asked if she was the Vogt slave his commander had bought. He told her his commander had bionic parts on the left side of his face.
Not knowing how common this bionic thing was, Charmaine asked about the colour in his right eye, his hair, his height and finally, she asked if he identified as Commander Madden because that's the name she read next to his insignia.
The cadet nodded, he was indeed from the Madden camp he said. Charmaine told him him to lead the way and offered up her wrist, still with the wristband on.
The cadet had the tiniest craft on the planet and she actually feared for her life as he lurched a little during take off. She knew how to fly this thing, another thank you to the brain overhaul.
The landing was a bit jerky as well as she looked at the cadet quizzically.
"Apologies Mate Madden." He said not looking sorry at all. Charmaine realised he had called her by her new name. She nodded at him and then followed through the exit and into the Commander's Headquarters.
It looked like an army was getting ready to invade some place on the inside. Men and women were walking round hauling guns, grenades, huge knives, all close combat gear. They were also packing crates full of nobody knew what onto ferry craft which were currently at the loading docks.
Someone shouted at the cadet to remember to pack his images of his mother. Charmaine looked over at the speaker frowning slightly. They were called D.I.E.S. not images. They were the Stygiopian form of holograms.
They made their way deep inside the building to the control center where the Commander was. The cadet vanished silently and Charmaine stood waiting for him to notice her. As she was about to give a polite cough he turned around and looked her directly in the eyes, with one eye and one bionic laser that swept up and and down her body independently from his other eye. The effect sent a chill down her spine.
"Your clothes are in your quarters. Next to mine. Go though that detector, your name is on your door. You are free to explore those quarters. I will be no later than a third of a rotation." He turned his back on her and continued to do whatever he was doing which she couldn't see.
She walked in the direction indicated and when she stepped through the detector a small tube emerged from the wall and sucked in her wristband.
A light scanned her from the top of her head to her feet and back up again. A disembodied voice told her to turn left and turn right and the light scanned her face vertically and horizontally. It thanked her when it finished, telling her that her Dot Image Element Snap was complete.
A needle extended from the wall and she turned away from from it, instinctively not wanting to be injected. Sensors went off, and the voice told her to position herself as she had been, the needle was going to insert a tracking device.
"Ouch! Must it really?" She asked the voice. The robot voice assured her that yes, it was really necessary. Knowing she had no choice she planted her feet and made fists with her hands.
The robot spoke the truth, it barely stung and then it was over. The door opened and she was in the Commander's quarters. Apparently the Stygiopians inside had been aware of her arrival because as they saw her, they nodded at her and carried on with their work.
She found the door marked Mate Madden and when she reached out to touch it, it opened like elevator doors. Hesitantly she stepped over the threshold.
Her heart sank. Everything, every little thing was camouflaged or was a colour of the camouflage. There was a bed, it looked like it was made of some soft material, the material was camouflage colour, if that's a colour Charmaine said to herself.
The pillow was a rust colour, but at least it was one colour. She looked closer at the bed. There were camouflaged clothes lying on the bed. Her clothes. She hadn't noticed them at first. Her heart sunk even further when she thought about wearing camos day after day after.... She shook her head to stop thinking and got dressed. Very happy to wear clothes again.
After she had explored her quarters, she could make some hot drink that made her think of coffee. There was a small food drawer which was filled small steel boxes with no discernable opening. However, the drawer clearly stated food. She found a shower which she would figure out later. She also found slim verticle cupboards marked with 'Armour' and 'Full encap' she knew that meant a space suit.
She wondered if she was stuck in her room or if she could get back out, she went back to the door and was surprised when it opened again to let her out. She stepped out before the door changed it's mind.
She wandered around and came to the door she knew led out of the larger quarters, however when she reached out to touch it, it didn't budge. That was her boundary line. Great. She turned and walked down a passage and was amazed when she found herself in a kitchen with actual food cooking somewhere, that smelled really good.
"I can't believe there's a kitchen." She said to nobody in particular.
"Of course there is Mate Madden, we must eat."
Charmaine turned and found herself face to face with the Stygopian version of a portly chef.
"I-I'm shocked, we were fed by robots all the way here."
"Yes, it is unfortunate that the generals don't allow good food on certain trips, but we have our own association and will continue to fight for that right. Weight should not be a discrimination."
"May I ask what you are making? It smells divine."
The chef smiled broadly and she knew she had made a friend for life. A single friend can be your garden; she reminded herself.
She walked over to a large heated metal thing, a line of junior cooks were grilling what looked to be enormous steaks, a quick glance looked like a couple of hundred steaks.
"Olof backside." He said proudly.
