Last Chapter Recap: "Yes, Major," Adam said with a nod, then turned and walked away.
NOW
Deck Crew
It's been some time since I did my normal work. With all those mutinies, battles and other stuff, I neglected the intelligence part of my duties.
Well, ever since our battle with the small carrier, we haven't had encounters with other ships. It's not that easy to run into somebody on a hyper lane, unless the other side actively tracks you.
I have a feeling that if I don't do my job properly, the captain will use my negligence against me… that's why even if I could be excused because of circumstance, I decided to show up on the deck.
"Mainframe's running at 99.92% capacity..." Adam muttered, eyes narrowing at the screen. "They're really trying to dig into it—desperate bastards."
I've learned my lesson. I bet the captain has an ace or two in the sleeve- meaning, this database could be decrypted any minute. And if they do, my details as an intelligence asset will very likely be revealed.
I need to finish the brainwashing, and soon!
However, I am limited by the capabilities of my machine. Even if I wanted to speed things up, the procedure required there would be a short period of pause between each stage.
At least because of this mutiny, everyone's attention has shifted away from me… I'll try to at least delay them… as long as they don't spot me, I should be fine!
"Don't overwork yourself, Ensign," Brody said, his voice calm but firm.
"You too, Lt. Brody," Adam said, his voice a bit more pointed than usual. "I heard you're kind of running the ship right now."
"Ha, ha, of course not," Brody laughed, though there was a hint of irony in his voice. "That would be Commander Heidi. Besides, we're basically on autopilot at this point."
"So, you have any idea what this mutiny might be?" Adam asked.
"No," Brody said, shaking his head slightly. "First of all, I don't believe they have any reason to hate Princess Tila, and Chand has no ties with Pandora, as far as we know."
Huh, so Brody and probably captain, are actually as much in the dark as I am.
17:00 earth's time… Natasha should right now be replacing major down there. This is good timing. After all, there's still some fun to be had this evening.
"Ensign?" Aurora asked, her voice sharp but laced with concern. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be resting?"
Luck is with me, heh heh. Looks like I ran into major just as she left the lower deck.
"What?" Adam said, a bit defensively. "I can't be worried about my security officer?" He crossed his arms, giving Aurora a slight grin.
"Geez, it's not like I was in danger or something..." Aurora said, flushed red.
"Ha ha ha..." Adam chuckled, raising an eyebrow. "By the way, are you on your way to the infirmary, Major?"
"Huh? Why?" Aurora asked, her voice a confusion. "You're still worried? Don't worry, it's really nothing!"
Tsk. Doesn't look like this bitch wants to play nice and let Ivanna sedate again. In that case, I might have no choice but to use my secret password.
"One-four-three," Adam commanded, his tone low but firm.
As soon as I utter the command number, major's mind immediately shuts down, executing the pre-installed pattern.
Heh heh… it works perfectly here as well. Hey, major? Can you hear me?
…
No reaction. Perfect. This codeword can be a real lifesaver in situations like this. My secret room is not for from here…
Secret Room
Phew.
Luckily, everything went without a hitch. I put major inside the machine, having previously completely removed the uniform from her petite body.
Well, petite might be a bit too strong of a word… Ava initiate stage two!!!
Ava's calm voice came through, clear and steady. "Initiating stage two," she said.
With my command, Ava started slave maker, machine begins her loveable hum.
Major's body twitches as slave maker injects her skin with serum substance that makes it hundred times more sensitive and also for her reaction speed… looks like she was compatible from a start.
Her pussy, relentlessly pounded by piston, sprays love juices around, revealing her state of extreme arousal… meanwhile, slightly above, lust crest begins to take shape.
Soon, you'll become addicted to sex with me, major… kukukuku!
However, the place that piques my interest the most are major's breasts. Even though she's far from completely flat, I confess my preference for more buxom females.
It's such a shame some things cannot be easily altered… but modern technology knows wonders~
Ahh~ Ahhh~!!
Major moans while I pierce her nipples with special needles, though her bosom will be nurtured into better shape… science!!!
Furthermore, all of her pain is right now being transformed into pleasure though force of ultra waves into her brain.
Her memories are being altered to fit my purpose… while basic survival instincts are transposed into ideals of servitude.
Yes, this is revenge! Slavery is highest form of revenge to you guys for what you done to my home planet…
I'm looking forward to tomorrow… hahahahaha!