"Oh you," she laughed. "But you did bring me in to you. You called to me, and here I am, with you. Nadia do you know the room Sarovir had me in when he first brought me on the ship?"
"Thanks for coming here with me. It's nice to be home, but I do want that tour of the ship. Sarovir doesn't have to be there. Just you. At least now I know I can come back here without a collar, and people won't look at me weird. Let's go. I want that tour."
As every inch of Nadia released from her body, she groaned. "Simply spectacular. I never get tired of that. Every time seems better than the last. Your cock, your cum is addicting," she giggled. "Now. How about that tour."
She shrugged, leading her to the room with it table and restraints. "This is were we do most of the alterations. During your down time, reviving, Sarovir does, well, a sort of sexual charity work."
"Sexual charity work? I had no idea. Does he sleep? Does he have his own chambers? I am so interested in the ship." She looked around the room, her fingers sliding on the table. "So this is where I am when I'm....dead?"