Last Chapter Recap: Furthermore, Natasha is the only crew member aware of my secret room… it would be good to make her my second slave. Saying that, Ivanna started to deep troth me with full speed.
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"Ensign Natasha, please report to the medical bay," Ivanna said over comms. "I repeat: Ensign Natasha, please report to the medical bay."
As soon as we agreed on details of my plan, Ivanna began enacting the first step. I wonder how she is feels about betraying her crewmate.
"Sure thing, Doc," Natasha's voice came through the comms. "I'll be there right away."
Ah, of course, she's aroused.
"Fufufu~ This stupid girl doesn't suspect a thing," Ivanna started licking her fingers slowly, presses her boobs, seductive manner.
"Of course," Adam said, smirking. "No one would ever suspect that the good Doctor Ivanna could be working for the feared Neo-Terrans! Ha ha ha!"
"Very soon," Ivanna said melodically, a dreamy smile on her lips. "Everyone on Goliath will become your slave master~"
"Hey, Doc..." Natasha said as she walked in. "Oh, you're here too, Ensign? Are we having, what, a group activity?"
"Of course not," Ivanna said, her demeanor returning to normal. "Ensign Adam has been experiencing headaches, so I had him take some medicine."
"Haa... by the way, Doctor, what's with the new style?" Natasha asked, then quickly added, "Ah, not that I'm criticizing."
"Fufufu," Ivanna giggled. "I just needed a change of pace."
"Sure, whatever suits you," Natasha said. "So, it's not time for my examination yet, right?"
"Commander told me you were working in space this morning," Ivanna asked. "How are you feeling? Any changes?"
"Nope, you know Doc, it's not like it's my first time, right?" Natasha said, looking confused. "What's there to be worried about?"
"Ensign, I hope I don't have to remind you," Ivanna said seriously. "There's a major difference between piloting a fighter and a PCC drone. The mere angle of artificial gravity can have a varied impact on our organism."
Some blah blah blah explanation about medical science. Ivanna's clearly worried the ensign's beautiful body is damaged before I lay my hands on her. Such care doctor~
"Yeah, yeah," Natasha scratched her head. "So, what do I do?"
"I'll first need to prick you with a painkiller," Ivanna said, her tone calm.
"It'll hurt that much?" Natasha asked, a hint of fear in her voice.
"Yes," Ivanna said.
"Oh well," Natasha hesitated for a moment. "Then, Shoot, Doc."
Unaware of the contents of the syringe, ensign gladly exposes her arm to Ivanna, who immediately injects her with the preparate. Of course, it's not a painkiller, but a strong sedative.
"It didn't hurt at all," Natasha said after the injection. "Is it a tube today?"
"Ensign, you need to learn some patience," Ivanna said. "Let's first wait until the painkiller takes effect. How are you feeling?"
"Fine, what el—" Natasha began, then paused. "No, wait... a bit... sluggish..."
"Fufufufu~" Ivanna giggled.
"Doc," Natasha asked, a little jittery, "Was that really... a painkiller…"
Natasha's unconscious body slides on the floor.
"Here we go, Master~" Ivanna said with a sly smile.
"Ha ha! As expected of you, Ivanna!" Adam praised. "This was almost too easy. Now help me carry her to the machine!"
"Yes, Master~" Ivanna said softly.
As expected, an additional helper makes a world of difference. "Fufufu~" Ivanna giggled continuously. Furthermore, the thought of gaining a sister seems to arouse her immensely…
"Put her in the machine," Adam said to Ivanna. "I need to make some adjustments."
"Yes, Master," Ivanna said, carefully placing Natasha onto the machine. "Fufufu... look at her goodies, master~"
With glee, Ivanna seats her former friend on my machine, while I put brainwashing devise on her head. My slave was so kind to reveal tits and abs of ensign to my eyes.
"Do you like women with six-packs, Master?" Ivanna asked, her tone teasing.
"They do have their charm," Adam said, nodding his head. "But I love your sexy belly too, Ivanna."
"Ahhh~ Master's~ I'm happy to hear that," Ivanna smiled.
I continued to flirt with Ivanna while I commanded Ava to start Stage 1 on the slave maker. It began with a familiar humming sound.
Ensign Natasha is being subjected to intense assault from ultra waves, Moulding her memories and senses, while special concoction is injected to her veins.
To avoid destruction of the pilot suit, I've limited the scope of initial pussy modification… instead, additional effort is made on the ensign's asshole. Even after the first stage, it will become her erogenous zone.
"Fufufu... you'll become master's anal slave, your bitchy pilot~" Ivanna giggled, her tone playful.
"Ivanna continue observing the subject," Adam turned to Ivanna and said, "If you need something, I'll be in my room."
"Ah, Master..." Ivanna seductively asked. "Do you not want to sleep with your sex slave?"
Unfortunately, a clear mind comes before pleasure. I have a feeling tomorrow will be a tough day.
"When you're finished," Adam said, "you may join me."
"Yes, Master~" Ivanna said, exiting. "Come, Natasha~ Hurry up and become master's slave, so we can serve him together~"