The hivemind is conquering for me? - Chapter 589

Chapter 589: “What Prisoner?”

Kathrine pushed Gavara away laughing before I could respond. “Do you believe the nerve of that woman?” Gavara then shouted something from the background while grabbing her breasts playfully.

I again felt a strange sense of understanding of her words, but Kathrine shouted back, confirming what I interpreted. “I am not overdressed! Have you seen how much cleavage I am exposing? I am a kept woman! This is overly respecting your culture!” She shouted at Gavara and then I got the magical sight of the two women as they began to playfully wrestle against one another.

I managed to keep my arousal down at the sight, though with great effort and simply enjoyed the show until the two seemed to come to a natural stop. Kathrine then walked back over to the communicator and said.

“Apollo I love you, but I have to go. Can you tell me in how many hours you are going to sleep? That way I can set a timer for myself so I have a better understanding when to sleep for our de-stressing?”

I smiled. “Of course, my love. In the next six to ten hours I’ll be asleep. Don’t go causing too much trouble ok? I love you.”

“I love you too, Apollo. And good luck on your first proper day tomorrow.” Kathrine replied. I then heard Talia yell in the background. “Bye Apollo! I love you! I can’t wait till you are back so I can suck your-”

And then the communication ended. I felt a warmth permeate through my body, it may have been only a week, but I was missing my loved ones again. I was especially missing Jewel. I took solace in the fact that the array would be here by the time classes finished tomorrow, so I could use my foresight to see her. But for everyone else?

Still holding the communicator in my hand I had a thought. “Hmm…

….

“AAAAGHGHHHHGHHH!!!” A wailful cry of anguish echoed between the cold walls of the room as a small dirk was just embedded straight into the collarbone of an incredibly battered alien.

Keyla whistled jovially. It took a few days more than she planned, but after giving her attention to every member of this wanna be hiveminds hit squad, she finally got one to break. She then leant down and stroked the cheek of the female gently before kissing her forehead. “Im sorry for that one honey, but I had eased up a little since you gave in. My boss is coming now so the pain needs to be up to make you more complaisant…. Well? Say thank you.”

“Thhhk Yor!” The alien cried garbled, causing Keyla to smack her head. “Idiot! She needs her speaker back.” Keyla then opened up the very flimsy stitching on the creature’s neck and put back in the vocal implant that allowed it to speak Spartari tongue. As soon as it was put back in and the stitching was done back up, a desperate verbal expulsion was heard.

“Thank you! Thank you! Please, I understand! Please I get it! I will talk! I want to talk!” Keyla grabbed the dirk in the aliens shoulder and applied pressure, causing the woman to begin breathing heavily, twitching profusely.

Keyla then sat on the woman’s legs, her arms held up in chains and got sensually close to the woman, their noses touching. She ran her fingers along the aliens’ dreadlocks and spoke seductively.

“Honey, you have to stop yelling. You know your throat is only barely clinging together. I mean look at this.” Keyla then ran her finger along the woman’s throat wound and brought the results up to eye level. “You are bleeding when I didn’t give you permission to bleed. That’s a bad girl. You know what happens when you are a bad girl don’t you? Say it.”

“Y-You pull off my mouth plate.”

“I pull off your mouth plate, yes. And let you suffocate for a while. Are you ready honey?” Keyla asked and put both of her hands on either side of the woman’s face where rusty screws were holding up the once fused rebreather faceplate of the alien woman.

“I have been a bad girl, bleeding without your permission. I await punishment.” The alien whispered, causing Keyla to nod her head at her little pet. “Very well. In three, two, one. And here we…

“Is she ready for me, Keyla?” The door to the cell swung open and there stood Sophia in a pure white dress. Keyla sighed, her back still to Sophia as she looked into the conflicted eyes of her pet. “Yeah, she is ready.” She said dejectedly before getting off the prisoner and walking to the back wall.

…

Sophia watched for a moment as Keyla began sulking about. ‘having her fun ruined.’ But she did not pay attention for long. This species proved quite resilient mentally. The others had not broken, only this one. She walked forward under the gaze of the prisoner and knelt down before it to meet eye level. She cared little that her white dress was now ruined… She would just have to go and buy another one later… Perhaps a couple, just to be sure.

Sophia took a deep breath and calmly asked. “Who are you, inferior hive entity? Tell me your individual name.”

The prisoner paused, looking towards Keyla for consent. After getting a simple nod, she spoke softly. “Xeti. My proper noun is Xeti.” Sophia smiled. “Xeti? Nice name. My name is Sophia, do you know who I am?”

Xeti nodded her head. “You are the one who used the suppressed one to infiltrate our collective. You are not human, correct? Yet you look and smell so.” Sophia ignored Xeti’s question. She wasn’t the one being interrogated.

“What did you come here for? In detail.” Sophia asked softly, but Xeti knew it was an act. Everything here was an act. She turned to her captor, except for her love… the love that she had and inflicted upon her. That was real. That is the only reason she was going to speak to this imposter, so she could feel the truth again quicker.

“We were sent to retrieve the suppressed one and bring her back home so her mother could awaken her and we could figure out how you were able to infiltrate us. We were to find you also and kill you if possible. We did not suspect you had weapons capable of severing our link to the collective. This was our doom. Our oversight. We thought humans were too primitive for our technology to detect us, but you are not human. You are something else. Our folly.”

Sophia smiled. and ran her finger through a small puddle of blood on Xeti’s shoulder before bringing it to her mouth for a taste. She couldn’t help but let out a small moan of delight. “You know, I have been starving myself for when I could taste you for the first time and you haven’t disappointed.

Xeti kept her gaze true, not sure what to say to that, but Sophia waved herself off. “Sorry, I digress. Now… Are any of you here Janine’s, the Suppressed ones, Mother?” Xeti went to shake her head, but winced. she then replied. “No. The cause of this problem was an explorer, not a warrior. She requested to come, to allow her pheromones to convince her child to come unabated, but the collective has lost trust in her. None of us hold relation to the hybrid.”

Sophia smiled hearing this. “Good. Keyla, you can kill the rest after this then. For now though, I have one final question for you, Xeti. Where is your fleet?”

The alien spoke instantly, long gone to the point she no longer cared about the repercussions. “The moment we were captured they would have travelled incredibly far away. It’s pointless unless you allow me to reconnect to the collective, but I could-”

The door to the interrogation room swung open, prompting Sophia to bark out. “I instructed no interruptions! What is it!” A man suddenly gulped as he held out a purple crystal and was covering up the holo-projectors. “Mistress, Apollo is requesting a communication.”

Sophia rolled her eyes. “I don’t care who is requesting a communication. I am in the middle of- Did you say Apollo?!?” Sophia felt a torrent of delight swell up within her. She didn’t expect him to reach out so soon! She missed him so much!

“Keyla, finish interrogating your prisoner, I have an important matter to attend to.” She said standing up and hastily walking over to the door. Keyla then stood in front of her mother, blocking the way with her hands raised.

“Counter offer. You have been doing such a good job interrogating, why stop now? Why don’t I take the communication and have phone sex with Apollo while you continue to work your craft? Doesn’t that sound better? I think that sounds better-waaah!”

Keyla screamed as she was thrown across the room by Sophia who then snatched the crystal from her cultists hand and shut the door behind her. She then uncovered the holo-projectors and her heart swelled up in excitement.

“Apollo! My sweet! It is so good to see you! What can I do for you?”

I looked at the state of Sophia and asked simply.

“You can start by telling me why you are covered in blood? What prisoner were you talking about? Also, did Keyla seriously just ask for phone sex? That Bloodfiend of mine…”

Keyla’s love was the pain she was inflicting. She loves hurting her targets and pours her everything into it. She is not in love with Xeti, just incase it came across as such.

Also her being sultry is because harming Xeti turns Keyla on…

Creation is hard, cheer me up!

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