A Simple Infiltration {darkest_fate&rahatingt}

[darkest_fate]

"I'm not wearing that," said the beautiful woman as the trainer held out the supposed outfit she'd need to put on to begin her training. The lithe, dangerously beautiful woman folded her arms over her chest, pressing the official Scion uniform tightly to her well built frame. Her grey eyes narrowed to almost deadly slits, while she let the tendrils of her mind just course forward. Did women really wear such clothing simply for training?

The answer was yes. Of course it was yes. This backwater planet had... no, no, she couldn't think of it like that. She was a representative of not just her government, but all the governments. The Alliance had brought together several disparate worlds, and this one just happened to be one of the newer ones to be included into the fold. Apparently it had been a... silent partner for several decades, perhaps even further. Everyone knew the world's major export, everyone knew what the planet specialized in producing...

pleasure companions. Whores, courtesans, trophy wives, if you wanted the best, you got one from here. Some people even sent their daughters and wives here for training, and idea that struck the agent as particularly abhorrent. Though... though not a single woman who had undergone the training complained. They seemed to almost... revel in it. As if they had signed on themselves.

Rumor had it a few had.

The agent looked back at the strange gathering of cloth. What even... why would she wear something like that? She wanted the training, sure, to complete her mission. It was a relatively simple mission, but complex in its... intricacies. Send a trained operative into the pleasure dens to locate some stolen tech. Illegal alliance hardware had been circulating through the planet. They needed to send someone in.

Someone young.
Someone beautiful.

Enter Callona Del Roy, recent graduate at the top of her class. Calli wasn't just good: she was the best in her school. She'd earned top marks and succeeded at every test. She'd not only passed her expert level training mission, but aced it. Her psychic abilities were on par with elders, and she was barely out of her teens. Add on the striking appearance (leanly muscular, like most agents, with tightness everywhere that counted), and Calli made a perfect selection.

She'd landed barely a day ago, barely had time to adjust to the new clime, the new food, the odd language (her powers helped there: she could automatically learn languages after a day or two of exposure; she had nearly perfected it now). She could recall the ambassador's gaze as he swept her, as they talked over the mission, as they'd agreed that... training would be necessary.

Small problem: "I don't see why an outfit is necessary," Calli insisted, waving toward the scraps of cloth. "Can't I undergo the training without such... accouterments? It seems... unnecessary and time consuming," like her stalling, but Calli still frowned, plump lips turning downward. The outfit would surely emphasis her breasts, her one failing as an agent: just a hair too big for her lean frame, just a hair too... noticeable. She shifted her crossed arms again, feeling those nagging girlish insecurities chipping away at her.

 

[rahatingt]

It was going to be the most special moment of his life as an illustrious pleasure companion trainer, the older old standing in front of the Scion agent thought to himself with a smirk even as he outwardly maintained the complete clam professional outlook. The thought of training this Scion agent on art of pleasure, pleasuring herself and her masters was intoxicating for his immense control.

He had trained some of the most beautiful, sensual creatures in the galaxy, some even successful and powerful in their own right. But none had been as strong or as deadly as this beautiful woman he was sure. He was also quite certain that the angry overly confident young woman had no idea what she had signed herself up for and teaching her about all that, enjoying all that would be his pleasure and Alrick was looking forward to it.

The offending dress, he could tell why she found it offensive and it only made the whole aspect of this much more enjoyable to the older trainer. It was a slip of a thing, a short white dress that will barely go half way down her thigh. The fabric thin enough to give quite a view of her body underneath, the little it hides only adds to the allure of a woman. And the dress didn't come with any bra only a thin white pantie that was meant to be scandalous. It was an expression of intent of what the woman was there for and Alrick prepared himself to explain that to her.

"Ms. Callona", Alrick started with a patient voice. "It is a dress to show off a woman, to show that she wants to attract the men. Being a pleasure companion is all about the male in your life. If you cannot even simply wear a dress for that purpose, for the training you are woefully inadequate for the training that you need. You are surely not up to the task of infiltrating the pleasure dens I must say." The short older man was bulky despite the thick powerful forearms that told of strength but utterly in contrast to the tall, gracious woman that fumed and he turned toward the ambassador of the galactic alliance on the planet and shrugged, "I think you have brought me hear for nothing ambassador. I told you a Scion agent learning, mastering the art of pleasure companion would be a impossible task. You must find another way to solve your problem whatever that is ambassador."

Alrick's words were carefully chosen. He knew how hard it would be for a woman like her to attempt this training, to submit and the words were meant to challenge her, rile her up enough to go and do things that go so against her believes about herself. As he looked at her with his experienced eyes Alrick had a feeling that despite appearances Ms. Callona had the making of a wonderful pleasure companion, the very best kind if she end up being successful and Alrick had never once in his career failed to train one.

 

[darkest_fate]

Damn him. Callona's eyes raked the dress again. Easy to imagine that on her: it would leave most of her legs bared... clearly that was the intent. It would be hard to bend over without showing off what lay between her legs, a thought that nearly had her flushing. The agent knew he was trying to rile her, to get her to overreact, and that she'd already stepped into it. She was better than that. Had more training. Should be able to deal with that.

Still, she had to sit there and listen to the bloated idiot lecture. Calli fought the urge to roll her eyes, insisting sliding back on her training. Those lips narrowed into an almost thin line. "You do realize I could kill you, right?" she pointed out, muscles tensing. The ambassador sent her a harsh, almost dangerous glance, and Calli had to bite the inside of her cheek. Stupid temper had gotten her in trouble in the past. Wasn't her fault she was literally the best and everyone else struggled to keep up.

The woman sighed, shifting slightly. "Fine," she said, fighting the urge to groan like a teenager. "I'll wear the outfit." She began unbuckling her rather complex outfit. She'd been wearing a Scion uniform: form fitting, but with various accessories. "I don't know if I can smuggle anything in..." her eyes flicked to the garb, "that," she frowned, scanning it again. "You're certain there aren't other options?"

She waved a hand, undoing the psionic fasteners holding her uniform together. Already it seemed to relax, almost seeming to sigh with relieve. The machines holding her chest together were still in effective, the little pasties looking very narrow. But just that slight depressuring showed the taut lines of her abs, which looked almost perfect. Slightly sunkissed muscles undulated as she waved a hand, undoing the lower fasteners.

Calli paused then, looking at them both. "I'm supposing that there's no point in asking you to turn around?" she asked. Calli barely waited for a response before shucking the outer layer, revealing a body that would make most men quiver in anticipation. The girl likely could've been an interstellar model, though these days, most women did look ravishing. But the fine tone, the curvature, it spoke to a lean body. The regulation undergarments supported and held everything, looking almost rigidly sexy, while the woman eyed her garb. "Did you want to dress me? Or is that something I get to do myself?"

 

[rahatingt]

She was even more gorgeous when her emotions were flared. She was proud and confident and volatile and Alrick knew from experience that such women were the hardest to train, requiring the deftest touch to guide them but they also make for the finest of pleasure companion. And as her trainer he would be the one, to be the first to sample all the pleasure she would offer. It would take someone of his ironclad control to not be overwhelmed by that glorious promise but control himself he did.

"Ohh I am absolutely certain you could do that Ms. Callona and most likely do that to everyone in a pleasure den too despite the number and yet it would mean utter failure in your mission. It is my job to train you so that you can be successful in your mission. Whether you are capable, whether you are willing is up to you. I cannot do anything about that."

Alrick was silent, projecting a calm indifference as he watched her work through her dress. It was clearly a complex contraption and her skill with her gift was also evident. He had read up on the psychic gifs of Scion agents and he had quite a few surprise waiting for her in the course of his training and he was looking forward to seeing her reaction to those tests.

She was beautiful, he already knew that but she was even more so standing there proud and defiant in her underwear. The uniform with all the accessories had hidden some of her elegance. His response to her question was casual and comforting. "No you are free to dress yourself Ms. Callona I don't have a problem with that. You should feel the fabric, feel how expensive and comfortable it is. Pleasure companions are treated well despite what you might think. But there is one more thing we need to do before we continue. You need to take off your underwear and let me examine you. The ambassador told me that you are the most alluring of the Scion agent capable of this job but pleasure companions have quite the high standard. I need to ensure that you will pass scrutiny before we proceed further."

This would be her first real test, standing there exposed and being touched. He wonder how controlled she would be in her outrage. He wondered is she has a bare mound or not and how experienced she was sexually. That was something he didn't asked about her before intentionally. She will have to expose her most intimate secret herself.

 

[darkest_fate]

Was it supposed to be reassuring that Calli could have eliminated everyone in the den? It sort of was, in an almost backward sort of way. She felt her lips tugging slightly at the thought, though the pleasant idea sort of drifted as she had to shed various garments. At least she didn't have to feign her cold indifference to standing there almost nude. An agent should be trained to handle everything, and Calli was quite confident that her body would be perfectly under her control. She'd spent most of the flight meditating and mentally preparing herself for this.

With a slightly odd look toward her... helper, Calli reached and fingered the fabric. It did feel nice, soft, sheer, and likely well made. It didn't quite have the comforting feeling of her nanofibers, but it did have an almost luxurious sensation that would doubtless feel quite good on her skin. They were clearly going all out.

Most alluring agent? Calli almost let out a harsh laugh. "I think you meant to say best," she said, smirking. She shifted, before nodding. His statement made sense. Calli waved a hand around her chest. A soft hissing sound left the chest adornments, and they'd watch as her breasts seemed to fill out slightly. Calli's chest wasn't too horribly impressive: on a larger woman, her breasts might even seem almost appropriate. But considering her slender frame, said breasts stood out. Most importantly, they were quite firm, showing youth, training and genetics. Dusky nipples stood out, half-mast due to the contraption's support.

Another wave and a hiss, and the panties relaxed. Calli hook them, lowering them down and letting gravity take the way. She stepped out almost daintily, showing off her entirely nude body on display. A small, neatly trimmed thatch of dark hair formed a neat triangle pointing toward her sex. The slender gash almost vanished betwixt her thighs.

Grey eyes looked up, brows arched. "Whenever you're ready, sir," she said, with just a slight hint of sarcasm inflecting the tone.

 

[rahatingt]

Alrick stood there silently as she casually stripped off everything piece of clothing she had. She was handling things quite well despite her initial outburst and Alrick was impressed to say the least. And her body it was breathtakingly beautiful. Her full breast on her slender frame was something different and it only added to her allure and Alrick could guess from experience how sensitive they were likely to be.

He frowned just a little as her pantie slipped down her legs completely baring her before he smiled inwardly. He was quite sure of her outrage at what was to come next. And even if he was wrong there would be plenty other chance to snap at her control and watch her squirm and try to break free of the situation which her own pride would stop her from doing.

"You are as beautiful as promised agent Callona", he said as he moved closer, his eyes roaming over every inch of her perfect flesh with almost a mechanical detachment. But there is another requirement beyond beauty and form for a pleasure companion. A woman's body must be responsive. You will be trained at it but you must have a natural inclination to it. I know from experience what can and cannot be trained into someone.

As he was talking he moved behind her and before she knew what was happening his hands came around her and he would find two large hands cupping her breast gently. It was a very intimate but soft gesture. He was gentle and careful, very lightly fondling her perfect tight orbs even as his thumb teased her dusky large nipples. "You must stand there and let the sensation fill you agent Callona."

It was a short gentle caress before he moved his hands away and placed his hand on her legs. He knew that the ambassador was eagerly watching the play, enjoying the beautiful woman being caressed so intimately. "I will need to touch you now and see how your body responded and will respond. You must also know that a pleasure companion must always be bare. Her need, her arousal must be clear for any man to see and enjoy."

 

[darkest_fate]

A stark brow arched delicately as the man approved. Calli at least kept her comments to herself, though her expression spoke volumes. Clearly she hadn't anticipated him not approving of her. She'd passed all the tests, after all. And if he wanted to drop his guard simply because of a pair of firm breasts or long legs, so much the better. Some part of Calli didn't appreciate his appraising gaze, however. Another part... felt almost proud at making his eyes linger so long.

"I'm sure I can fake it," she replied, almost dismissively. Hands came to cup her breasts, and the slightly gentle touch made Calli tense for a moment. Muscles locked, crying out to training. If someone normally grabbed her like that, she'd have flung them over her shoulder, or possibly reacted with a swift upward jerk of her knee. Years of training and instinct had muscles tensing, but just for that moment. Soon she simply yielded, face impassive as he worked to massage her breasts. He'd find them firm, almost unnaturally so, though with the slight give that proved their authenticity.

The lower hand had her letting out a short, almost inaudible gasp. Her body quivered, and thigh muscles tensed for just a moment. Calli took a breath before forcing her legs to part, letting him feel her lips. The delicate folds already trembled, likely in fear. "By all means," she replied, before tilting her head, "though by bare... do you mean... I suppose a little hair loss isn't anything to grow concerned with. They did mention that some... changes might be necessary."

And it wasn't as if Calli were proud of her nether hair. It was just... there. She'd only trimmed it to stop it from looking overly wild, was all. Though she had to wonder: wouldn't her sex look... girlish without? Perhaps that was the goal.

Her mind reached out, trying to determine what sort of reaction he expected. She had some idea, but, well, Calli wasn't really one to... demonstrate her arousal openly like that.

 

[rahatingt]

Alrick had to chuckle softly as she talked about faking it. As she spread her legs and he let his finger slip along her tightly pressed lips, his touch were gentle and teasing. He could feel the delicate petals tremble in response. He was quite certain that she hadn't been felt up properly before. It had always amazed her how most male would lack the soft touch that would make a woman needy with desire and he loved showing a woman what a world of delicate and decadent pleasure waited for them.

"Yes by bare I mean exactly that. Your pussy must be free of any hair, completely open to others gaze and to their touches." Both his hands were busy, one caressed her side and her perfect toned ass cheeks sometimes fingers sinking into her flesh while his other hand worked expertly between her thigh. He knew just the right touch to tease her, enticed her.

The tip of his finger teasing her length, barely dipping into her tight folds, making circle around her hooded clit, slowly carefully arousing her. "You cannot fake it agent Callona. I have trained hundreds of woman and coaxed thousands upon thousands of orgasms in every fashion you can imagine and most that you cannot. You cannot fake a wet needy pussy with a beginner let alone a trainer."

He slowly circled around her until he was standing in front of her just a little to the side so that the ambassador had full view of his assessment. "I need you let go and relax and feel what my fingers are doing and enjoy yourself. I need your body to respond and coat my finger with your need."

"And I need to know about your sexual experience and interests regardless of how limited it might be given your job. Which of your three holes have you used to make a man cum? How many man have you had. When was the last time you had an orgasm either with a man, or with a toy or your fingers?" He asked the questions in a calm tone despite the vulgarity of the language he had used.

 

[darkest_fate]

Open, yes, that made sense. Open and... willing. Calli could hear the second word layered in among the first, could sense his intent even without using her powers. She could feel him moving, teasing her flesh. To her surprise, the sensation wasn't overly unpleasant. Her blood pumped and her body reacted, but not nearly at the level he'd have expected. Calling Agent Del Roy cold would be a bit of an understatement. That tight sex barely warmed even as a finger teased it. The press of his finger against her clit at least had her shifting slightly. The shot of pleasure had been welcome, but training once more took control. That sharp mind seized the sensation, locked it up, and stored it even before it could fully flower.

No faking? Calli almost laughed, might have, if she hadn't been prying into his thoughts. He truly had: this wasn't a bluff. She could see the women, flashes of beautiful faces twisting in ecstasy at this man's touch. One after another they cried in just those seconds, a barrage of pleasure hitting Calli's mind with sensations even as the finger started to work against her.

It didn't help her relax, though she forced herself to at least unclench muscles, despite her trembling. Her body at least let out a small, almost sad, trickle of juices. Nothing seemed to be reacting to him; each bodily reaction almost controlled.

The questions had her letting out a short laugh. "I don't have any interest," she replied, that dismissive tone back. "A true Scion wouldn't," she shrugged. It was as simple as that, though, well, she'd heard otherwise. Rumor, nothing more. "I've made a man cum with my hands. Once," an almost dismissive click of her tongue, "I wasn't impressed. as far as orgasm goes, I tried once with my fingers. I got... something after a while. Again," grey eyes met his, challenging him, "I can't say I was impressed."

The ambassador looked almost nervous now. Perhaps they should try another tactic? They would be wondering what this cold, beautiful woman would be like when she finally cracked...

 

[rahatingt]

His fingers knew how to coax pleasure out of most stubborn woman but this woman had suppressed her need for so long and the exquisite training required of psychic of her power had made her all wound up. Alrick was sure he could still break her normally given enough time but he decide to try push things faster.

He turned a little toward the ambassador shrugging before moving toward the small carrier where he put some items. He grabbed a laser depilator and started toward the naked and proud Scion agent. "Let me bare her pussy ambassador. We have to do it anyway and it should help with the sensation", he said before he started to rub the small device between her legs. It was a modern marvel and took almost no time to bare her mound completely.

"But who knows if this will work or not. She might just be too proud or I don't know I'm not a psychic", he said once again turning to look at the ambassador, "Maybe she is extra resistive cause she finds the job too much for her or too demeaning to go undercover as a pleasure companion?" He was curious what a challenge to her sincerity and competence would do.

"I guess we can try Java fruit ambassador. Do you think it will relax her mind, unwound her enough to let go and respond like a proper woman suitable for a pleasure companion. I mean she would have been perfect, the alliance had chosen well ambassador but I'm not sure how."

He turned to face her with a tiny hint of smile in his face as he dropped the depilator and cupped her bare mound found the experience much more pleasing now. "What a beautiful tight pussy ... and three virgin holes to train. You have no idea how exquisitely you would be valued. You can gain entry into any place if you were capable of letting go."

 

[darkest_fate]

Calli watched as the tools appeared. She barely recognized the thing he held now, and her muscles again tensed. Soon she felt a strange, burning sensation upon her crotch. The warming felt a little odd, particularly as she felt hairs shrivel beneath the heat. Calli had heard tale that using lasers worked wonders: mostly painless removal and all. She'd also heard that the effects could be rather longlasting, on some woman, permanent. Something about frying hair follicles to the core or something. Again, Calli wasn't sure why she should care, even as they kept going.

"It's not too much," she said almost immediately, frowning. "I'm not sure about... demean--" but he was already continuing, talking about a drug. Again, Calli frowned, deeper now. They wanted to drug her? she'd barely started. Fuck, she didn't want to fail. She couldn't fail. It wasn't something she did. And they did insist that she was nearly perfect.

Ugh, that smile. Again, Calli wanted to punch him, but to her surprise, her warm crotch suddenly felt... slightly chillier. She looked down, seeing the perfectly smooth mound. The laser had even softened her flesh, and the finger touch sent all new sensations. The tall brunette found herself shivering at even that slight touch, which felt magnified.

Let go? Fuck, she knew what she had to do. Calli locked eyes with the man, her greys burrowing in. Her mind reached out, and she latched onto him, stealing some of his emotions for just a moment. The arousal buried just underneath roared into her, and she gasped, shivering and feeling her knees buckle. He had... such desire within him. It poured into her for a few heartbeats, hammering against her mind, spreading warmth further. And his hand kept working.

Soon he'd find moisture gathered upon his fingers, the girl's breath shivering. "There,' she almost spat, licking her lips, "how's--that?" she couldn't let him know she'd just piggy-backed his sensations. It was an infiltration technique, but high level, something she perhaps shouldn't know how to do. Worse, if he knew, he could really flood her, particularly if that was what he was like without any warning...

 

[rahatingt]

He could tell that baring her mound had helped as she started to respond just a little better and squirm against his fingers. He could see her feel offended a little yet excited at the same time.

Then she seemed to concentrate and looked at him deeply and in the next moment he felt her kneels buckle and she gasped and Alrick felt wetness against his finger. He was surprised but let his finger gently rub up and down against her slit for a moment, teasing the tiny little clit under the hood before he smiled at her.

He could see her anger at being made to do this as he raised his hand to her eyes watching his glistening finger with a smile and caught her offended gaze before slowly sucking his finger clean. "It's better and you definitely are clean and taste good." That's important in a pleasure companion. "But you can't just get a little wet ... your body needs to be more naturally responsive", he added before moving back toward the cart again.

He turned with a small lovely looking fruit and offered it to her. "Letting go of control is simple but hard to do things. This is a juicy fruit and I want you to have a bite ... a bit bite that will leave juice dripping down your chin, no dinner table etiquette just a tasty fruit and a bite." He thought she didn't like the talk about a fruit helping her so decide to unsettle her. "Did you just use your power agent Callona?", he asked in a whisper making sure the ambassador didn't hear. He had a wicked smile in his face as he filled his mind with one particular image of her naked body straddling his, her whimpering with need as she rubbed herself against his aroused cock drenched wet with her juice begging to let her take him inside, as he wondered if she would take another peek.

 

[darkest_fate]

This man disgusted her. Calli's lips twisted into a sneer, a little of her disgust showing in those grey eyes of hers. Sucking upon her juices? Sitting there with a grin on his face, practically purring, as if he'd somehow gotten one over on her. More responsive? How the hells could she get more responsive than that? Mind-back on a nympho?

"I don't think it's wise for me to release complete control," she pointed out, watching him closely. She looked to the fruit, seeing it between his fingers. A bite? Just one? She frowned, staring at it, then at him. Calli leaned forward, ready to bite, only to pause at the whispered question. It froze her, and she stared hard at him. Calli waited a few moments, letting him think what he would. Naturally her mind caught the image, knew he intended her to do so.

"Why would I do that?" she replied, keeping her tone arch. her hand moved up, taking the fruit. Calli held it, studied it, wondered about whether or not she should so willingly take a bite of something like this. But would he let her go further if she didn't? Calli frowned, then took the fruit up. She opened her mouth, taking one bite of the stuff.

The taste was astounding. Calli let out a groan, a hand going up to try and scoop some juices. She felt it running down her fingers, drizzling down the delicate digits. Her mouth chewed, once, twice, then she swallowed, taking the stuff within. "It tastes good, I'll grant you that," she admitted, studying the thing in her hand. She frowned. "But why would I need something like--" she paused, feeling something start to niggle at her senses, something... different? Great, he'd drugged her. Of course he had. Calli fought the urge to sigh: she should've seen this coming, really.

 

[rahatingt]

"Yes you have to let go completely at least of this part of your senses, your body's natural response as a woman", he said. He could see how his lewd antics affected her and knew those little nudges will help shape her thoughts and response to him. His job was to keep her unsettle to let her natural response come through.

"Just as I thought", he whispered as he realized in her expression the moment she caught the lewd image he was broadcasting. "Ambassador .. I think she is responding better. I will still need quite a bit of time to properly evaluate her and verify that she is well equipped for the mission but I think doing it in private would let make it easier to start with.

The ambassador stood there for a moment unconsciously licking his lips as he watched the proud and utterly naked Scion beauty and left disappointedly. It was clear that he wanted to see more but clearly knew when not to push his luck. He could always get some recording from the trainer, he was quite sure that the man had such apparatus. Though training was almost a sacred venture so it was hard to tell.

"Yess, take another bite", he urged and used his own hand to guide her towards her lips dripping with the juice of the java fruit. "Enjoy it ... just let go and taste it fully", as the man left and they were alone in the large training room. The fruit was special it slowly enhances a woman's sensitivity to touch and feel specially in the right zones given the amount of nerve there. It lowers the inhibition and control yet unlike a lot of other drug it keeps the full faculty and awareness of the mind. And supposedly it enhances the senses of a psychic and he will probably be the first to judge that.

His hand caressed her sides, teasing her gently not going right to touching her pussy, letting the fruit work for a moment circling her around twice, letting his eyes roam free and enjoy her delectable figure. He let his control slip as they were alone now, letting a thick bulge from in his trousers. He let his thumbs tease her nipples ignoring her pussy for the moment, gentle teasing before his hands cupped the heavy full breasts as he let his mind fill with lewd images of her wet and needy and being touched and pleasured.

 

[darkest_fate]

Let go? The thought made Calli frown. It went so much against what she'd learned, what she'd honed throughout her life. She didn't think it possible. Worse, she thought it perhaps dangerous, given her internal weapon. The protest almost worked its way out, dangling at the edge of her lips for a moment. But the whisper had her closing her lips, frowning. They pursed: she hadn't given away anything, had she?

The dismissal was something of a relief, though Calli had to wonder whether that was to her advantage or not. She licked her lips, tasting a bit of that fruit lingering upon them. There had to be something there, and it had to be linked to what he wanted. He wanted her guard dropped, lowered, why? Was it just to make sure she could enter? Or did he have ulterior motives? Calli had to wonder, even as she swore she could feel her blood quickening. Despite her concerns, she found herself taking another bite, intending for it to be small. Another piece of fruit slid in, filled her mouth with flavor. She chewed, savored, juices sliding down her throat, drizzling into her body, seeping into her.

"I strongly suspect," she said, as he moved. She saw his movements, her body tensing, those deadly muscles readying themselves. She could feel her blood pulsing, and as his fingers gently caressed, she actually shivered. The touch felt almost electric, as if he knew precisely what he was doing to her. She continued, even as his hands moved. "I strongly suspect," she started again, "that you have ulterior motives."

The hands drifted toward her breasts. Calli bit down a moan, literally biting her lip at the sharp shock of pleasure. Yes, that was spiked: she knew it. She took a few shaking breaths as she felt him teasing her. That felt... stronger than normal. Far, far stronger. Just what was his plan? Her mind reached out, just prying a little.

The raw sexual image nearly made her legs buckle again. He really, really wanted her to be needy, to feel raw pleasure. That need hit her hard, powered by fruit. The pounding between her legs nearly made Calli dizzy, and her hand went to him steadying herself. Her eyes narrowed. "I'm a Scion," she reminded him, her voice harsh, though quivering, "playing me wrong would be detrimental to your interests." Yes, a threat, but she was not liking how he was working her, not at all.

 

[rahatingt]

Alrick smiled inwardly as he watched the woman a little distractedly take more bites out of the fruit savoring it's delicious taste and unknowingly letting its exotic and powerful chemicals work their magic on her. It was also a very sensual image, the first act of letting go by the uptight Scion psychic, the juices dribbling down her throat making him want to lick it off her, taste her skin.

There it was, Alrick savored what his touch did to her after the fruit had started working on her. It seemed the reaction to her body was quicker than average. He could sense how sensitized her skin felt and his touches were gentle and teasing. He could seer her shock, revealed in it in fact. It was so wonderful to caress her into corruption. Alrick sensed the moment she touched his mind again, it was clear in the way her body reacted and he was quite sure the potency of the fruit juice had made her even more susceptible to the lewdness of his thought.

Her touch on his skin as she held herself by his arm was electric so was the quiver in her voice. "My motive is simple my lady", he said in a low voice whispering as he held her gaze, "to teach you about pleasure as your mission demand in all it's glorious forms". As she focused on his words his hands moved swiftly one going to her breast fondling just for a moment before gently squeezing one of her nipple and tugging it expertly. And the other that slid down as he moved closer and he cupped her bare wet mound in a motion so intimate and invasive now that her resistance was brought down. His fingers moved in a slow sensual motion that he had perfected on countless woman.

"You have looked into my mind haven't you lady Callona?", his words so proper somehow made his intimate touches all the more lewd, "do you not like what you see?"

 

[darkest_fate]

A simple motive? That much Calli believed. He wanted her: that was readily apparent. She would not let him have her so easily. Though said thoughts were decidedly harder to hold while a hand squeezed her breast. The tug upon her nipple made her let out a slight gasp. A sharp blast of pleasure dove into her with that. She could feel her blood pumping, heat spreading across her chest. Dusky nipples rose to full attention, swelling with need. Their tingling was unlike anything the Scion had felt before, and she didn't know whether to enjoy it, be angry with him, or be ashamed of what happened.

The hand seized her lower half before she could stop it. Her hand darted to intercept, only to find that his fingers had already delved between folds. Wet velvet parted before him, rewarding his skillful efforts with feminine arousal. In time, the juices would sweeten Calli's product, make it almost too delicious for words. Even now, the woman's unique flavor was, as indicated earlier, quite pleasing to the tongue. It flowed along the fingers as Calli felt more dancing pleasure enacted upon her lower half. The tingling and warmth spread, as if he stirred it within to stretch its work throughout her entire lower half.

Words snapped her attention, and she looked over her shoulder at him. "I saw the disgusting vision in your head, yes," she replied, keeping her tone sharp, even adding sharpness, her own anger at her failing body seeping in to her tone. "I told you: I'm a trained agent. Despite whatever fantasies you may have, I will not be mewling like a horny child."

She reached down, grabbing his hand and attempting to lift it away. Clearly Calli had enough of her training, or at least enough of his pretending this "training" was anything other than what it was: a thinly veiled excuse for him to enjoy her body. she almost wondered why he hadn't had her service him yet. Perhaps he knew better than to get his sensitive bits anywhere near her, given her current state.

 

[rahatingt]

Alrick was having fun. He loved making a woman's body betray her mind to her shock and for someone like a Scion agent it was all the more shocking and he enjoyed every bit of making that happen despite the challenges.

He himself almost moaned at the feel of her bare needy pussy weeping so profusely now. "Was it really so disgusting. If my visions are disgusting, my touches unwanted why does your pussy leaks like a faucet my lady? And if you have dipped into my head have you not seen the training of other pleasure companion, or of them servicing their clients, their master. Am I making up what is expected of a pleasure companion, what you need to be able to do to pass off as one?"

As she tried to push his hand away he surprisingly let her and took a step backward. As their gaze caught each others there was a scowl in his face. "I'm tired of this game of yours. You talk big about wanting to succeed in your mission and then trying to act all offended when I do try to help. You either want my help or you don't. You either want to succeed in this mission or you don't."

He took another two step backward and continued, "And yes, pleasure companions do things like that. If you are going to pass off as one you will be moaning and whimpering like a bitch in heat." He raised his hands toward his face letting them both see his fingers coated with copious amount of her juice. "So decide now Scion agent", he said the last words with scorn questioning her commitment to the mission. "Either get dressed and go or you will kneel on the mat spread your legs expose yourself like you have seen in my mind and clean my hand with your tongue and let me complete my evaluation and start the training if we can."

 

[darkest_fate]

"Your visions are the cause of this!" Calli snapped, unable to still her tongue. "It's called riding someone's emotions. I channel what you want. And the damned fruit is heightening it, making it worse. It's certainly not anything I want," she folded her arms over her chest, trying not to shiver at the sensation so near her firm, almost aching breasts. That was training? The visions were training? Calli had trouble believing all that. Just as she had trouble believing that Alrick was her only option.

The mention of games had her eyes narrowing. "You're the one playing--" she insisted, but stopped as he actually drew away. She sighed slightly with that, glad to have scored something of a victory. Just as her lips twist into a confident smile, however, she heard his next comments. Either she had to do as he asked, or he wasn't going to help her. The infiltration wouldn't work without an aid. He knew that. He knew she knew that. Thus he knew he was applying leverage to get her to help. Calli's frown deepened, the grey eyes going stormy.

"It's different between training and doing the real thing," she insisted. "Were this real, I'd perform precisely as expected. I don't see why I need excess training..." Calli trailed off, frowning. She looked to Alrick. "If I prove that I don't need this training, would this be our only session?" She asked. "Say I perform precisely as the girls in your thoughts do. I'd be proving myself capable, wouldn't I? So we could dispense with these stupid tests and move onto the real thing sooner."

Get it over with, in other words. Calli couldn't quite extend her mind just yet. Just brushing his vivid imagination would likely send her into shivers again. But she could already picture what he had in mind. Still, Calli knew that most men were easily controlled. She could probably just play along, service him for a few moments, then be quite confident when he inevitably spilled his seed within just a few moments. Simple. Easy. Almost beneath what an agent could do, really.

 

[rahatingt]

"Yes there is a lot of difference between training and the real life my innocent agent", Alrick said with a chuckle at her naivety, "It's not easier its tougher Ms. Callona. If you were a pleasure companion of mine acting so unruly I would have bent you over and spank you until you beg me to stop then I will have three slaves use you all night long taking their pleasure while making sure you are only needy and wait and never find your pleasure until the punishment ends."

He shook his head before she could reply, "You think that would never happen to you because you won't fail. But you will and keeping your cover will get even harder or impossible. You think it's so easy the job of a pleasure companion, nothing for a trained agent like you ... you who have never even properly satisfied one regular male let alone those who had used and been satisfied by galaxy's most exquisite pleasure companions."

"But you are too much like a child in matters of sexuality so you wouldn't believe this without proof. So I will take your challenge and if you are able to complete all the requisite of a pleasure companion and to be honest I will not even test you with everything. If you can just meet the few demands that I would made .. a selection of whats expected of pleasure companion I will let you go on with the mission. And if you fail ... when you fail, you will have to choose whether you are capable of being trained and continue or you want go back and ask them to send someone else or drop the mission.

"So here's the first test agent Callona if you are up for it", he asked looking at her once again challenging her to reject his demand. "Take the position that asked before, hands behind your back, push out those lovely breasts of your show of your erect nipples", he reminded her of her aroused status and ask me to let you clean your juice off my finger. Also you will have to call me master for the duration of the test."

"And despite what you think the training is more about your pleasure, learning about your own body's hunger than your trainers pleasure. So next will take off my clothes and put my leg between your spread thigh and you will lean forward pressing your pussy against my leg. You will rub your needy wet pussy against my leg and you will look and watch my arousal. I know you have noticed it. You will reveal in your sexual prowess, what your nakedness do to a man, how the musk of your arousal affects me but will do nothing for me. You will simply hump my leg like a wanton bitch in heat and try making yourself cum until I ask you to stop."

 

[darkest_fate]

Calli nearly snorted at his claims. As if she didn't know the difference between training and real life. She may be a recent graduate, but she was a far cry from being an idiotic fool. His claims struck her as all bluster, and she again fought the urge to roll her eyes. He wouldn't dare do something like that to her, a full Scion agent... well, close enough. Doing so without her permission, which she most definitely wouldn't give, would be considered an extreme broach of conduct.

Plus, as he predicted, she didn't intend to fail. Yes, pleasuring would be quite easy. She'd seen videos; she'd heard rumors from those Scions who were bodily weaker. Each and every one claimed that males didn't last too long without help. Already this blustering fool tented his trousers and acted as if he wanted to simply grab Calli and take her roughly. She could sense his intentions even without delving into his mind: he wore them upon his sleeve.

Finally, a test. Calli straightened, listening closely. Position herself in a demeaning manner, and she dared brush her mind against his, just long enough to get a clear view of the image, taking note of all the instructions. A test fell within the Scion's training, and she knew how she could handle this almost perfectly. The mental image that came next nearly had Calli shivering: it certainly did nothing to deter the growing hot wet between her legs.

"As you wish, master," she replied, fighting the urge to slather sarcasm upon the word. She dips, kneeling down in front of him. Her legs spread almost slowly, as if the nether lips would part with a click. Hands trail backward, supporting herself. Calli demonstrates impressive flexibility as she arches backward. Fine hair trails down behind her, while her head lolls slightly backward. Her upper body flexes. Impressive, gravity defying breasts, each capped with a dusky tip, arch toward him. The impressive abdomen undulates beneath, all the way to the glistening valley between her thighs. Hands link behind, pushing the chest further out.

Beautiful grey eyes blink at him, as the agent almost pouts. "Master," she almost purrs, "please let me lick my juices from your fingers. I so crave the taste, sir," she quivers slightly, arching her hips. Shit, she needed to pull back from his mind: the image was just so strong that she found herself naturally falling into not only the position and script, but almost the attitude. She couldn't lose herself. Her powers had that potential, but she'd never felt the pull this strongly before...

 

[rahatingt]

Alrick smiled inwardly as he watched her take up the challenge and prepare herself to prove her worth, her capability to fulfill the mission without submitting to the train. Yet he was sure despite his description she would delve into his mind to make sure that she was doing it right. As an agent that would be her goal doing it right the first time. And he could see how the lewd images affected her body.

He was impressed by the way she was able to follow the instruction calling him master which he knew would make her bad. The position she took at his leg was beautifully poised but shamelessly lewd at the same time. And she did it perfectly, arching her body and offering her delectable perfect breast, the dusky tip erect and aching begging for a man's mouth to satisfy him. She oozed sexual desire and she had spread herself open properly and she was a vision worthy of the finest of pleasure companions.

"This is what a pleasure companion feels offering herself, enticing her master, enjoying herself." He said in a soft husky voice before sucking one finger clean himself moaning at her intoxicating taste before offering her his hand. "It makes you so wet and needy I can see your desire glistening your pussy lips, your nipples begging for a touch. If you can keep this up you might just pass the test". He knew that the encouragement to push through his demands.

His fingers gently caressed her cheek, slipped into her hair to lightly tug .. the physical connection meant to tease her senses. He let her clean his finger of her own wetness knowing how lewd it would feel to her. The feel of her tongue almost making him moan, his arousal rose out of control and he took his hand away the moment he thought her finished. "Strip me ... you know what you needed to do. Delve into my mind it you have any doubt. The lewd images filled his head to tempt her and test her control severely. His cock wasn't overly large but it was so thick and veiny with a fat knob that's meant to stretch a woman, making her feel every solid inch. It was lewd and leaking showing his desire but more importantly tempting her with its manly presence, its musky scent and the huge cum filled balls dangling below. She would see how he imagined her .. wet and needy, moaning and rubbing herself shamelessly and looking at his arousal with barely controllable hunger.

 

[darkest_fate]

Enjoying herself? Calli could feel the psychic feedback, as her mind latched onto the image he had her of. It was just so vivid: her body arching, her sex dripping with need. Every well toned muscle vibrating, humming, desperate for attention and craving another's touch. Aching nipples surging forward upon nearly perfectly rounded breasts. Her sex glistening, lips already starting to puff with need. The image presented in his mind was so lewd, so powerful, so erotic...

...that Calli took a moment to realize it was a reality.

She bit her lip, drawing her mind back into itself, feeling a burning shame. She'd just told herself she needed to pull back the link, and instead had nearly latched onto his vision directly. The touch upon her face made her nearly tremble, the last remnants of the vision, of her reality, seeping into her reaction. The tug made her look up, those grey eyes flashing some of the old defiance. Still, lips parted. Plump flesh took in the finger.

Calli sucked, tasting the slightly citrus flavoring of her own juices upon him. Her tongue slid out, wrapping about. It teased and flickered over the finger, while her cheeks caved, sucking deep, inhaling her own flavor into her mind. She drew back, bobbed her head ever so slightly. The tongue twirled, as if to collect every bit of juice left within. Her hips remained still: She hadn't yet started grinding upon him. Though some part of her almost wanted to, her body nearly craving to join in with the celebration.

The hand parted, and Calli dutifully opened her mouth. She saw the line of spittle connecting lips to finger, before her gaze flicked upward. "Thank you master," she replied, smiling with confidence, knowing she was not only passing, but excelling at his silly little test. Clearly he'd underestimated a scion's training, underestimated the beautiful, hard woman that knelt before him now.

The next order didn't even shake that confident veneer. Calli's dexterous hands went upward, beginning to pull at his clothes. As he suggested, she stretched her mind out, touching against his image. The lewd image assailed her directly, instructing her both consciously and subconsciously in what to do. Soon she had his cock pulled out, the first she'd seen fully engorged. The beauty held it near her, staring at it, shock evident on her features. The confidence had slipped while she stared. Eyes went to the bulging tip, tracing all the way down the thick, meaty shaft, to the swollen balls below. Calli hadn't even realized that her hands had started to tease her sex until she felt the wet dripping from the digits. Flushing, she brought it up, caressing him.

"Is my master pleased?" she asked, the confidence returning. She gripped him, straightening slightly. "Am I passing your test?" She asked, giving the cock a squeeze, before adding, almost as if she'd forgotten it, and perhaps she had: "Sir?"

 

[rahatingt]

She was so achingly beautiful and oozing sensuality in every move that she made once she had started letting go, once the fruit had lowered her inhibition and let her natural inclination to come forward. He could see the shame though in her eyes the moment she realized how wet and aroused she was being.

He barely stopped himself from moaning as she tasted herself on his fingers. She probably didn't realize that she was enjoying doing that lewd thing the idea of which would have outraged her barely an hour ago. The way she sucked his fingers, eagerly with her tongue moving so sensually made him think of that mouth of him working it's magic on him cleaning his cock of her dripping juice. Alrick was forced to take a deep breath. This was more challenging than usual knowing who she was.

The tease, the wait and challenge had been worth it when she freed him. Her eyes, the shock as her eyes slowly roamed over very feature, the desire , the hunger that she couldn't control flaring in her eyes. The realization that she had started touching herself aroused by his cock, the same powerful Scion agent who a short time ago told how she found men unimpressive almost had him spill if wasn't a trainer of many years. She couldn't help herself stroking him, squeezing his fat throbbing shaft with fingers slick with her own juice.

He caressed her cheek with a smile. "Yess Callona, you are doing much better than I expected." His fingers moved and he had a thumb caressing her soft pouty lips as in imagine of those lips obscenely stretched open around him floated unbidden in his mind, the lewd wet sound of sucking filling his mind for a moment before he gained control. "But you have a long way to go still. Are you ready? You weren't suppose to touch my cock though yet. You were suppose to watch it, watch what you do to a man ... a proper man .. not the unimpressive boy you have seen before. You were suppose to watch and think about what you want to do with my cock and rub yourself against my leg. Hands held behind your back, face upward and looking at my arousal and showing me how aroused you are. Think you can do that for me?" He asked in husky gentle voice.

 

[darkest_fate]

Another caress, and Calli's guts twisted. She already began to hate this man, what he made her do, who he was. But she could feel that lingering subconscious desire, the need to please him, to arch into his touch. Those fingers could work delicious things upon her body... no, that was just his thoughts. His imaginations didn't mean reality. She had to tell herself that, especially as he filled her mind with a quick, obscene image.

Yes, obscene: Calli focused upon that, held that sensation, ignoring the slight burn. Her lips still curved in that confident half-smile as he admitted she'd exceeded expectations .She'd pass his stupid test and then she'd be on her way, getting the information she needed from these sad men who clearly weren't ready for a woman who could read and respond to their very thoughts. Yes, Calli wouldn't just pass, she'd excel, as she'd always done...

...wait, a long way to go? Calli frowned, brow furrowing. Her hand released the cock upon his command, lips parting to offer up an excuse. She'd wanted to excel, to do extra, but apparently that wouldn't pass. She fought the urge to roll her eyes as he talked himself up. Sighing, she reached back, lacing her arms, again pushing out her chest. Her head lolled back, looking up at him. His arousal throbbed inches from her face as she shifted forward.

"I'm not sure..." she said, arching her hips and trying to grind against his leg. The position was awkward, and no amount of flexibility could aid. Calli's hips rose as she tried to press against him. "I don't know--" she frowned, brow furrowing, "how I'm supposed to," she rubbed her hips, almost grinding against him," grind in this position," she insisted, before adding; "Master."

She reached out with her mind, delving to figure out the instructions from him, looking for the details and unknowingly opening herself up just perhaps a little too much. The fruit enhanced her abilities, and the further she delved, the more of her self she opened, as if inviting him within. Good thing he didn't understand her abilities...