Oboro snorted and shook her head. "Figured." The sex slave commented with amusement dancing in her eyes. "Your first mission is free-roam. Gather slaves, until you earn enough to move to the next dimension." She leaned back in her seat. "Or die or be captured." She smiled. "Do you have any questions?"
The sudden smack forced Ada to jilt from the sudden strike against her round cheeks. No matter how much she was trained for physical confronation the sudden blow still hit her sensitive rear with force making her jump. The force and roughness helped a bit, as she inwardly sighed and bit her lip. The man wasn't even attractive, but this was hardly the first time she had to use her body for something like this and she did as asked, internally somewhat blanking on the whole process of going through a rehreased and recycled script of how she usually does this when the need arose. She wasn't sure at what point in the process she tuned in, but her legs were spread out and he was already inside, as her mind wandered, trying not to look too bored already. She wasn't expecting much from this guy but she just had to put up with it for now.
"I wonder how a girl like you got a job like this? Takashiros are high school teachers, right? I've seen the boys spending their parent's last dollars to get some time with your sisters." Deftly, Felicia starts undoing the buttons of the redhead's blouse, revealing the skin underneath. "Why do you cover yourself up like that?" She clicks her tongue. "That's better. If you've got it, flaunt it. Right, Red?" Felicia smirks.
For a moment, Mark considered repaying his manager with some humiliating order, like making her fuck herself with a stack of pencils but he decided against antagonizing her and asked a question he was thinking a lot about recently. "Well, maybe you, as my manager with access to my files, know. Why my slave was allowed to choose me as her master instead of being sent to a training facility after rejecting a chance of becoming an agent?"
The man stud behind her, and with one thrust, rammed his dick into her pussy. ! Ada arched, surprised, shocked as just penetration made her climax. The dick inside her, it was heavenly. Her pussy squeezed it, milked it, stroking it. She moaned as she was getting addicted to it, and he was yet to move. "Comapny's calibration." The man explained as he stroked her hair. "If you gather enough credits you can buy it. And with it you can make your partner climax quite easily... even make them addicted to you. A slave to pleasure." He slowly started moving his hips, making Ada whimper from pleasure. "There is a question of your chosen dimension. You did not choose if you wanted PVE or PVP." He unzipped her dress and started groping her breast. A shock went to her brain as she mewled from pleasure.
Takashiro gasped as Felica undid her jacket. "I was one of those. I was sold back as my owner got bored and got himself Emma Frost to enjoy. He had us compete and I lost - as a punishment he left me in a dungeon for goblins in some fantasy world to play with. He sold me after three days back to company. After recovery and retraining I was put in that job, until someone buys me." She leaned back in her seat and smirked at Felicia. "If I did not wear clothes, there would be no job done at all." She smirked.
Oboro quickly typed on the keyboard. As his thoughts travelled over ordering Oboro, he knew she would follow the orders, unless she was ready to face repercussions. He remembered seeing quite a few versions of sadistic kunoichi in slave pits, torturing and training other females. But there were quite a few of versions of her trained as slaves as well... He remembered her face twisted from pleasure as she was tormented by slave trainers... "That might be because she had little choice." Oboro said making Mark focus back on her. "A T1 can have little chance of becoming anything more than a sex slave. A living piece of furniture if she is unlucky." Oboro chuckled. "By joining an agent, even a stowaway, she gets a chance to advance her position..." Oboro leaned forward. "Smart girl..." She looked at Mark. "Maybe, not that smart."
"Poor girl..." Felicia slips her hand underneath the jacket, gripping one of the redhead's erect nipples between her thumb and forefinger. "I bet you loved every second of your old job." She begins to squeeze the woman's nipple. "You can wear clothes, and still show yourself off..." Felicia gestures to her own catsuit. "Now, you'll be sending me back to my own universe?"
"Khu~" Takashiro inhaled sharply and hissed as Felicia squeezed her nipple. She could see the woman becoming more excited and her other nipple hardening, pushing the material of the jacket. "The little fuckers would not give me a moment of rest. They fucked me relentlessly. Only when the master returned after a week - because he was so smitten with Emma he forgot about me - and slaughtered the goblins, did I have a moment of rest. But I was soo out of it, I could do nothing. He merely glanced at my messed body covered with goblin jizz and not thinking much he sold me. He did not even take at full price but instead sold me as T2 price." She licked her lips. "Yea-h." She gave a light moan. "I can send you over now." She nodded her head, still not making move to remove Felicia's hand.
"She could just team up with me and... Whatever, I don't think you care." Mark scratched his chin thinking if he wants to request something else or give in to the temptation of degrading his annoying manager but decided against both options and ignored yet another insulting remark. "When can I be transferred? My debt won't clear itself, you know. "
Oboro hummed as she leaned back in her seat. "Dead pay no debts. But I can send you at any time you wish." She smiled as said it.
"Sounds like a boring guy..." Felicia chuckles, her other hand moving between Takashiro's legs, pressing against her panties. "Heh, so what are you waiting for?" She smirks teasingly, wanting to see if the woman will delay to try and get an orgasm.
Takashiro groaned as Felicia practically held her by the pussy. She bit her lip. Hesitating slightly, she pushed a few buttons and a door appeared in the middle of the room. "Here - you, khu - your pora-aall" She moaned out.
This time she missed the mark, death wasn't on top of Mark's fears. If anything, it seemed preferable to the fate of his mother, who lost most of her pre-capture personality in training. "As soon as I find my smart slave, who should have been there already as I told her."
"Thanks, Red." Felicia grins, before pulling her hands away, raising her fingers to her lips and licking Takashiro's juices where they soaked through her panties. "We'll continue with this conversation later." The white haired villainess walks to the portal, swaying her hips seductively, before she steps through.
Oboro snorted, then her fingers danced on the keyboard. Soon door appeared in the middle of the room. "Here, young master - the doors to your hunting grounds~" She said with sarcasm as she waved at the door.
Takashior sighted with relief. "I highly doubt that." She said as the doors closed behind her. Felicia, the black cat exited the door, into the roof of a building. She was in a familiar city - her city. And she had freedom she did not have before... and a leash in form of debt. Not to mention other agents hunting in the area...
Felicia grins, moving to the edge of the building, enjoying the feeling of the breeze on her skin. She stretches her lithe limbs for a moment, and then leaps, acrobatically jumping from rooftop to rooftop, heading for her apartment so she can gather her gear. After that, the hunt can begin.
"You will open the door for Hanna when she'll finally manage to come here, right?" Mark asked before stepping into his future and starting his own little adventure as so many Bilbo Bagginses did in the multiverse. \\\ What is Mark wearing?
The way to the apartment was quick and easy... but there awaited a surprise inside. As she arrived she came to meet someone in her apartment... that made her question, if there was a screw-up somewhere. "Oh?" A woman hummed as she faced Felicia. "Look at what the cat brought in~" "What do we have here? A fan? A clone?" She steeped in circle, moving around Felicia, closing in slowly....
