Ellana's Cultural Studies on Humanity Chapter 45:- The Ties That Bind Pt2 Breakout From Tartarus

[Stormtrooper1990]

I'll admit to this very day that I wasn't expecting to be broken out of my bondage by those i once called my rivals, nor to see my dearest friend and Lifemate, Nikki by their side. Little did I know that the situation facing the human race was dire indeed. That the disappearances of nearly a hundred innocent souls, chief among them Linda's daughter Rachel was the precursor to an invasion. That was something I could not allow, the humans are a beautiful race, particularly the women and the prospect of them with Corporation slave collars around their necks, made my Zenobian blood boil! I think I will be never be able to repay my friends for risking everything to rescue me, without them I wouldn't have been able to complete my work nor see the homeworld again. But first things first, Linda needed to "get the band back together" as the humans say....


Doctor Ellana Xenoanthropological Society


The Slave Pens of the Fortune's Bounty, Thursday 20th March 2025, High Earth Orbit 18:05pm GMT


Rachel Gibson could still feel the cold steel of the chair on her wrists and ankles. Massaging them, she rose from the floor of her cell taking in the spartan surroundings there was no bed, no discernable windows, not even a toilet. Just a barred door between her and freedom in a dingy red lit corridor. Where the hell am I? And what has fake Peyton done with the real one? I hope she's okay. She sighed deeply. Well, I'am not sticking around to find out what they want with me. I need to get out of this cell find a phone and call mom. She will know what to do, then these people will be sorry. Striding up to the bars she gripped them, putting the semblance of a plan into action. "Hey! Assholes! I'am starving! Are you going to feed me or what?!" Rachel shook her head. Seriously Rachel? That only works in the movies. Perhaps if I made a racket? Then to her surprise, a pretty young girl approached her cell, clutching a plate of what looked like porridge oats. She dressed in a 10th Street Hood cut off denim jacket with gang insignia on the back, tight matching belted shorts and red laced sneakers, underwhich was a white cropped top over her buoyant C-cup breasts, Rachel blanched as saw the nipples peaking through the thin fabric. A tied red head band over her short ash blonde hair, completing the look. Rachel pegged her at around the same age as she, and interestingly of a similar build. She was attractive with slightly squared features but her eyes where strangely glazed over. Looking her up and down, Rachel stood away as the girl opened her cell an idea forming in her mind. She's just my size. I know it seems desperate and a little weird but I need her clothes. I can move a lot more freely dressed like her. Taking a deep breath, Rachel put her plan into action.


Letting the gang girl enter her cell, Rachel waited until she had her back to her before striking. Using the technique her mom had shown her, Rachel snaked her arm around the ganger's throat eliciting a squeak of surprise from the struggling girl as she dropped the bowl of food, sending it skittering across the floor. Rachel followed through by pressing the blonde's head forward gently with her free hand. "I'am so sorry about this, whoever you are but I'am not sticking around to be sold like cattle. Besides, you have something I need." She hissed into the blonde's ear. The girl let out a strangled panicked rattle slumping unconscious into Rachel's arms as she drew the limp form to the ground. "Just so you know, honey. I don't usually do this sort of thing but desperate times..." Rachel said as stripped off her clothes before she began to undress the blonde. Unlacing her sneakers first, Rachel tested them grinning as she found them just right. Slipping off the blonde's jacket, she unbelted the denim shorts whipping them down her legs revealing a solid red G-string covering her modesty. Belting up the shorts, Rachel flicked up the girls arms pulling the cropped vest up over her head exposing well formed C-cup breasts with puffy light pink areolas. Laying the unconscious half naked girl gently onto the floor, Rachel quickly got dressed in the rest of the blondes clothes. As soon as she tied on the headband, she heard clapping from behind her. Heart sinking Rachel turned to see "Peyton" leaning against the open cell door, flanked by two green skinned horned women armed and armoured. A huge smug grin on her face.


"How very resourceful, like mother like daughter. But it won't do you much good." Rachel narrowed her eyes. "What have you done with the real Peyton? Is she even alive?" The false Peyton laughed as she and her guards entered the cell, stepping over the gang girl's naked unconscious body. "Take this away will you." She gestured to one of her guards, a woman with curved horns and purple hair who nodded. "And get her a collar fitted." She added seeing the girl getting dragged out of her cell by her ankles, before turning back to Rachel. "Little Peyton is safe and sound in my quarters as my pet, alongside another fair creature by the name of Carmelita." Rachel sneered. "You're despicable." Peyton chuckled shaking her head. "It's nothing personal, Rachel. It's just business, the name's Calantha by the way. Come I want to show you something." Rachel felt herself being shoved towards her cell door by a red haired horned woman, sighing in resignation she compiled following the mysterious Calantha.


Fortune's Bounty Observation Room, Deck One. 18:10pm GMT


"Here is why any escape from this ship is foolhardy at best." Calantha said as they entered the glass room. Rachel's mouth dropped in shock as she saw the large blue planet below them. "No, no, no! We're in space! That's not possible!" The shapeshifter grinned. "Yet here you are. You best get used to it, this is your home." Rachel stood up straight, fixing the woman with a cold stare. "My mom will come for me and she will make you sorry for even touching me." She said defiantly. Calantha laughed smugly. "Your mother will do as she is told. If she ever wants to she you whole again, little girl." She snapped her fingers. "My mom is a marine you bitch! She never gives-ugh!!" Rachel let out a yelp of pain feeling a blow to the back of her head. Then the peculiar sensation of the glass floor rushing up to meet her, before knowing only black.


The Office of Agent M, Passport Control, MiB headquarters 10km under Battery Park, New York City 13:10pm


Agent M yawned widely has she completed her fifth report of the morning, completely bored out of her skull. She sighed leaning back into her chair crossing her hands behind her head, glancing over to the HAM radio set to her left. Ugh! I didn't join the MiB to sign reports all day and chase after ETs, I joined to kick ass! I can't believe I actually miss chasing after Ellana all over the over and the trouble we used to get into. Hell, I even miss the stripping thing. I must be going stir crazy. Well at least I have Vicki to go home to. Speaking of which, where's Neeble and the other worm guys? They are already running late... A little knock at the door seemed to answer her question, breathing a sigh of relief she said. "Come on in." The door opened to reveal the four Annelids dragging their luggage laden with cigarettes brought from the duty free in the arrivals terminal. One foot tall, slim and wiry the worm guys were sometimes the bane of she and the boss. But everyone in the MiB knew it you wanted something, anything they would get it for you, no questions asked. Neeble, their leader grinned as he hopped on the chair lighting up a cigarette. "Hey, agent M. Long time no see, chica." M waved away the blue smoke as she leant forwards. "Neeble, it's been a while. Last time I saw you and the boys you guys raided that tobacconist on Trinity Plaza. Caused a heck of a load of paperwork for the boss and I." Neeble shrugged taking a long drag. " Hey what's a worm to do if the cigarette shop down here is all sold out." The other three behind him chittered behind him. M rolled her eyes. "Alright, alright. So did you get it?"


Neeble grinned, after taking a long drag from his cigarette he reached into his suitcase retrieving a little black box. "One engagement ring for that hot little mama of yours, M." He handed the agent over the ring. "That's my girlfriend, soon to be fianceé thank you very much." She said in outrage before flicking open the box, grinning as the gold diamond ring glittered in her eyes. "This is perfect, guys thanks." Neeble winked one of his beady black eyes. "Hey no sweat, M. Your chica will really dig it. So do you have the payment?" M nodded. Pocketing the ring she opened her desk draw revealing 50 packs of Marlboro lights. "Don't ask me how I got these. It was enough of a hassle getting them past Agent Y." Neeble shrugged, blowing a smoke ring. "No worries, chica. We knew you were good for it, fellas..." As the other worms began to empty her drawers, M heard her HAM radio flare into life. "Leatherneck calling Screaming Eagle. Come in Screaming Eagle, over?" She did a double take hearing her bosses voice. "Ohh, is that L? I wonder if she's worked that stick outta her butt yet." Neeble and the other works laughed. "Come on fellas, time to go. I have to take this." Neeble nodded stepping on his cigarette butt. "Okay, M. You tell sweet L we said hi. Come on guys, let's go grab coffee." Shaking her head as the four worms left her alone, M picked up the receiver pressing send. "Screaming Eagle to Leatherneck, copy. Good to hear from you boss. What's up?"


"Oh my god, boss! I'am so sorry. But I'am still trying to wrap my head the fact that you're a mom." L out an exasperated groan. "For god's sake, rookie! My daughter is at the mercy of a band of Alien slavers who also threaten the Earth and that's you're main takeaway? Don't make me shove my hand down this receiver and slap you. " There was an unusual timber to her voice that M had never heard before. It was fear." M shook her head, head slapping herself. "Sorry, boss." L tutted impatiently "Don't be sorry Martha, it's a sign of weakness." M nodded. "Yes boss. Well, I'am right behind you boss. You can count on me." L breathed a sigh of relief. "I know rookie. First things first, I going to need you to pick up Nikki around 19:00 and bring her to my apartment." M's brow furrowed. "Why are we asking Nikki to help? Unless, you're going to do what I think you're going to do..." There was a pause. "Yes, I'am going to break Ellana out of Tartarus. She's the only who knows what we are up against and our best chance to rescue Rachel." M chuckled. "Well we've done crazier things and I hate to say this but you're right. We make a great team. See you in an hour, boss. Screaming Eagle out." After bading L farewell, M switched off the radio then picking up her car keys swept from her office.


The Apartment of Nikki Sanderson and Liv Brannigan, 219 West 80th Street 19:00pm


"It's been a long day, love. I thought I would never get away from Mr DNA Sequencer." Liv said snuggling up to Nikki on the couch, handing her a warm cup of coffee. Before switching on Netflix, Nikki turned kissing her twice on the lips. "Well Mr DNA Sequencer as to know that you're A. Not his type and B. Already spoken for." Liv giggled returning her girlfriend's kisses, caressing her thigh. "Careful officer, one could say you are jealous." She teased gently as Nikki laughed. "Oh really? Can a machine do this?" She ran her right hand up Liv's top gently cupping her right breast, Liv squealing with pleasure. Laughing, Nikki straddled her lover kissing her warm slim body as began to make out. Suddenly the sound of "Bad Moon Rising." Rang through the apartment, Nikki groaned her hands poised over the button to Liv's jeans. "Sorry, babe. Just hold that thought." Liv chuckled kissing her on the lips. "No worries, love. It could be important. I'll be right here." Reluctantly tearing herself away from her lover, Nikki slid off the couch snatching up her phone. Walking into the kitchen she held it to her ear. "Hello?"


"Nikki? It's Linda, I wasn't sure you would answer." Came agent L's voice full of stress and concern. "Is this about your daughter? Rachel and those other kids? Then say no more. I'am in." Linda let out a surprised breath. "Huh, I was half expecting you to hang up the moment you heard my voice." Nikki leaned against the counter. "Linda. This isn't about you and me. Regardless of what I think about you personally, this is about your daughter and the other kids. They are innocents and we need to put our differences aside to get them out." Nikki could hear Linda's smile. "Well I've not even told you the best news. I'am breaking Ellana out of prison." Nikki grinned. "Now, I'am definitely coming with." She heard a pause, as Linda took a gulp of coffee. "Glad to hear it. I'am sending M to pick you up, she should be along in half an hour." Before hanging up, Nikki had a sudden brainwave. "Wait, Linda. Mind if I bring along a plus one? Knowing him, I think he will help us. He may not be your greatest fan right about now but he has a certain set of skills." Linda took a deep breath. "You mean Kremm? Having him along will give us a lot of options. But are you sure he would be receptive?" Nikki nodded. "Yeah I do. If we're breaking Ellana out I know he would want to be a part of it. Besides, I think I could convince him." Linda smiled. "If you think you could convince him, then by all means. Anyhow, thank you for doing this Nikki. See you soon." With that she hung up. Taking out the Zenobian device from her rear pocket, Nikki pressed the activator.


The Zephyr, 5 miles above the Tartarus Facility, The Same Moment


Captain Kremm of Clan Mantell sighed as he circled the barren field, with only a single wooden cabin marking the entrance to Ellana's. Five months he had spent looking for a means to infiltrate the facility to break the Princess out, and in that time he was beginning to resign himself that this place was beyond his legendary skills. I have failed in my duty to protect Ellana. How can I face her father or the Queen now? They would exile me upon my return. And there's Ellana herself. How I miss her beautiful smile. Her sharp wit and cunning intellect. Damn the MiB. Thanks to them we may never see Zenobia again. The call from Sub-Commander Jaxell, Captain of the watcher fleet hidden behind Earth's noon did nothing to calm his nerves. The appearance of the Corporation in Earth's orbit four months prior complicated things, and knowing Ellana she would want to help humanity to see justice done. That's what I love about her and miss the most I think. The beeping of the communication console drew Kremm's attention. Curious he pressed the flashing red button opening a channel. "Kremm? It's Nikki. Have you got a minute? It's important."


Kremm smiled as he heard the voice of Ellana's Lifemate, who was the only human he really liked. "It's good to hear your voice, Nikki Sanderson." Nikki breathed a sigh of relief. "Likewise big guy. Listen, it's about Ellana. Believe it or not, Agent L wants to break Ellana out of that place. I thought you would want to be a part of it." Inwardly Kremm smiled but he couldn't help but feel a slight trepidation. "Are you sure we can trust them, Nikki? They put her in bondage and now they wish to break her out? Is this a normal human custom?" He sighed, his words sounding more hostile then he had intended. "Yes, Kremm. I think we can. Look, I'am not asking you to trust them but please trust me. We both miss Ellana and would do anything to see her breath free air again." Kremm thought it through, he did trust Nikki and she truly cared deeply about the princess just as much as he did. "Alright, I do trust you. I will see you soon, Nikki." She chuckled. "Wait? Don't you want to know where to meet me?" Kremm laughed at the humans lack of knowledge. "I can track you transponder signal." Nikki laughed. "Ha! Of course you can, silly me. See you in a few, big guy." Shaking his head, grinning Kremm turned the shuttle to the direction of New York City gunning the throttle.


Nikki and Liv's Apartment


Flicking off the transmitter, Nikki looked up smiling as Liv came into the kitchen. "Is everything alright love? Your smiling." Nikki approached her gently taking hold of her shoulders. "I couldn't be better, Liv. That was Ellie, she's on her way back to the US from her five month sabbatical in Rome." Liv kissed her on the cheek, giving her a hug. "That's wonderful news, babe. I know how much you have missed her." Nikki nodded, returning the hug savouring Liv's warm supple body. She's so perceptive, but that's one of the reasons why I love her so much. "Yeah, I know have been a little...distant since she left. And for that I'am sorry, my love." Liv shook her head. "There's no need to apologise. I know she's a dear friend of yours and any friend of yours is a friend of mine." She gently caressed Nikki's shoulder. The young officer smiled. "A friend is picking me up in half an hour so we can greet her at the airport. So I might be a little late getting to bed, love." Liv giggled a sound that made Nikki's heart sing. "No worries, I can wait all night for that perfectly formed butt of yours, Nikki." She said gently squeezing her lovers ass. "Well, my friend won't be here for another half an hour..." She grinned biting up her bottom lip. Taking her by the hand, Liv led her back to the couch. "Then we best not waste any time." Giggling the two lovers, straddled each other on the couch, pulling off their clothes giving in to their carnal desires.


30 minutes later


With a smile on her face, Nikki walked up to a waiting M leaning against the hood of her car. "Hey M. Long time no see, I almost didn't recognise you. What without the suit and all." Nikki said holding out her hand in a fist, gesturing to M's leather jacket, jeans and tank top. "Well, I'am not agent M tonight." She said giving her a fistbump. "Just plain old Martha Crowley, pleased to make your acquaintance." Nikki chuckled as they got into the car. "Honestly, I always took you to be a Maggie or a Megan." M sighed. "I used to resent my name growing up. I mean it's hard to get girls to like you when you have an old lady name. But I'am madly in love with a chick who calls me Martie and I love her for that alone." She started up the engine, Nikki looked up wistfully at Liv's window. "That's why we risk everything. It's for the women we love."'Martha nodded her head. "I hear that. By the way, I still owe you that beer." Nikki laughed as they pulled away. "As long as it's ice cold and not nats piss, I'am down for it."



Task Force Ellana Tech Van, 2 miles from the Tartarus Facility, 5km, 21:30pm


"Just to be clear, agent L. I'am not here for you, your child or Earth. I'am here for Nikki and the safety of the princess, understand?" Growled Kremm menacingly across the briefing table, the blue light from the holographic display casting his face a sinister look as he towered over the humans present. Sighing, L placed her hands on the table. "Regardless of what you think of the MiB. Of me. I'am still glad you agreed to come, Kremm." She turned to Paddy. "So what have we got on Tartarus, Paddy?" Paddy pressed a few buttons bringing up the internal schematics. "Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Tartarus. One of five MiB SuperMax prisons but nowhere near the largest. Heh, I suppose we should be thankful that Ellana wasn't sent to the Luna Facility or we would have been screwed. Now according to N's data mining, Ellana is being held here..." A red dot flashed indicating the Isolation Wing. "...Cell 112, the Isolation Wing in the east block." Martha nodded. "The last time we were here boss, security was pretty tight. So we will need uniforms and someone to hack the systems once we're inside." Behind them, sitting at their stations N and K turned to face the group. N cleared his throat first. "I can take care of that. I have a friend who works in Tartarus. She told me once that while the systems are state of the art, they aren't secure. After all, nobody as ever broken into or out of the prison. Why upgrade, right?" Next to him K squeezed his hand. "And for your uniforms. According to my drone's there are two female guards, running perimeter sweeps to keep out hikers and such. I can direct you to them and you can do the rest." Linda leant back, folding her arms. "We just need a cover for Nikki and Martha. I can't go in because my voice would be recognised, after all I was only here this morning. Which just leaves Martha." Looking up at Kremm next to her, Nikki snapped her fingers.


"Wookiee prisoner gag!" She shouted across the table, next to her Kremm grinned widely. "I think you mean Zenobian prisoner gag, Nikki." Martha chuckled shaking her head. "I didn't think the beer was that strong." Linda shot her a disapproving stare before turning to Nikki, a smile forming on her sharp features. "A classic to be sure. Alright Nikki, let's hear it." Nikki flashed a wink at Martha before continuing. "Martha and I take out the guards, steal their uniforms and escort Kremm here, our "dangerous" prisoner here inside..." N smiled. "Sweet. I can forge a prisoner transfer order, in fact i can do that now." Turning back to his computer, N's fingers darted across the keyboard. Nikki nodded to him. "Thanks, N. So once where inside, we find Ellana get her a new face and clothes then get the hell outta here." Linda looked around the table. "Sounds like a plan. Nikki and Martha, keep in touch through your earwigs and don't forget to give one to Ellana when you find her." Alright, everyone. Let's go get our girl back." They each fistbumped before Nikki and Martha swept from the van with Kremm right behind them. Putting on her headset, Linda sighed. "I hope this works or it's us in Tartarus." Behind her, Paddy rubbed her back. "They will get it done, Linda. We cracked the FBI wide open after all." He said reassuringly.


Tartarus Facility Perimeter Fence, 22:00pm


"So Nikki. You've stolen the clothes from other women, right. Do you...um...like it?" Asked Martha awkwardly as she, Nikki and Kremm crept silently through the bushes towards the two unsuspecting female MiB guards, who were leaning against their jeep chatting away. Nikki turned to her. "At first I was quite hesitant, I mean it's not something you usually do. But when I put on the girls uniform, I really enjoyed being someone else. Why? Don't you like that part?" Martha shrugged. "Well there is that I suppose, but I'am a one woman kind of woman. Seeing other girls in their underwear other than my girlfriend, makes me feel dirty." Nikki nodded. "Well in both my cases, Ellana did the knocking out. I just did the stripping. I didn't actually attack anyone until I did the simulation that was-." "Will you two please stop talking, now. You will give away our position." The two women jumped as the deep voice of Kremm came from behind them. They had forgotten he was behind them. "For Christ's sake, big guy. Don't do that you gave us an heart attack." Kremm merely chuckled as they came within sight of the women. "Huh, nice looking uniforms I bet that does wonders for their figures." Nikki said as they appraised the guards. They were dressed in form fitting crimson jumpsuits with black lining under the arms and legs, the MiB logo stitched on the left shoulder, which matched the logo on the black tactical vests they wore over them. With matching laced combat boots and gloves, their faces covered with black balaclavas and patrol caps with the MiB logo pinned at the centre. Martha nodded. "You're not wrong there, Nik. Right I will take the one on the left, she's my size while you take the one on the right she's all yours. Oh shit! Their beginning their rounds..." Nikki turned behind them, gasping in shock. "Wait where's Kremm? He was right behind us." The blonde agent sighed as she watched Kremm sneak up on the smaller guard. "Oh fuck me..."


"So what are we even doing out here guarding the field anyway, F? It's not like anyone is going to break into a prison that doesn't exist. None one would be that stupid" Asked Guard I yawning into her facemask, to the right of her partner. Real name Isabella De La Cruz, Guard I, under her mask, was a young pretty latina with diamond shaped features, high cheekbones and almond shaped brown eyes a mop of tousled combed over brown hair crowned her head. Next to her Guard F, an attractive auburn haired redhead with slightly squared features, and piercing blue eyes hair tied into a ponytail rolled her eyes. "Orders are orders, probie. It's our job to keep out mundanes and flash them if they get too inquisitive. You start asking those sorts of questions, then it's the latrines for you." I sighed shaking her head. "Alright, ma'am. I will just go and make my rounds." She said starting her patrol. "Good, I like your enthusiasm probie. Keep this up and it's a promotion for you." She yelled at the new girls back, before taking out her phone checking her Instagram.


Guard I sighed as she walked the lonely patrol around the fence. Ugh! When I joined the MiB, I thought it would be like the movies. I get to wear a flash suit, blast big ass bugs with a Series 4 Deatomiser and save a foxy brunette from being eaten. But no, instead I'am playing a glorified park ranger. I'am so getting a transfer. Suddenly she felt the hairs on the back of her neck prick up. Whipping around she saw nothing but darkness. Sighing with relief she shrugged. "Relax, Izzy. You're just seeing thi-mmmph!" She panicked as a large gloved hand clamped over her mouth, lifting her off the ground. Her legs weakly kicking in thin her, I struggled but her assailant was too strong. Suddenly she felt a sharp pain either side of her neck, the merest of touches. Letting out a muffled squeak of pain, I slumped unconscious hanging limply in her attackers grip.


Letting the weak human female drop to the ground with a thud. Kremm fixed his eyes on the other female, further down the path leaning against her vehicle too distracted with her primitive communicator. "One down, one to go..." He said softly stalking towards the woman, outflanking her.


Guard F, real name Fiona Carpenter chuckled as she watched the juggling cats video on her feed, leaning against the hood of their jeep. Glancing at the clock in the corner of the screen, F's brow furrowed. Strange, it's been more than five minutes since the probie left. Where could she have wandered off to? "Hey, probie? Where are you? Did you get lost or what?" She called looking up from her phone. "Come on, rook. Stop fooling arou-mmph!" She felt a large hand grip around her mouth muffling her cries, followed by a sharp pain in her front. Letting out a muffled squeak, F was unconscious before she was pulled over the hood. Taking the female by her vest, Kremm dragged her over to her partner, retrieving her limp form before dragging both limp bodies towards the bushes where Nikki and the blonde haired MiB agent were waiting.


"Fucking hell big guy. What did you to them? You didn't kill them did you?" Nikki asked as she knelt beside the latina guard, checking her pulse before she started to strip. Kremm merely smiled. "No they are merely sleeping. They won't be awake for another four hours. You humans are too soft and fragile, a finger deep can put you asleep. Now strip them, the princess won't be freeing herself." With that he turned away keeping watch. Martha nodded to his back as removed her clothes. "You wouldn't think it but Kremm there is a ghost. Has Ellana told you how she used to escape our custody before?" Nikki nodded kneeling beside Guard I, removing her hat and balaclava. "Hmm? Not bad she's kinda cute but not a patch on my Liv. What about yours, Martha?" She asked unlacing the latinas boots. The MiB cocked her head glancing down on the attractive features of Guard F. "I'll admit I like my redheads like the next girl but Vicki is all the woman I need." Nikki nodded smiling unstrapping I's tactical vest, along with her stun baton. "I know the feeling." Within five minutes, they had stripped the two MiB guards down to their student issue black cropped vests matching hipster shorts the pair having stolen their socks, their tight athletic bodies on full display nipples peaking through the thin fabric of their vests. After helping Nikki into her stolen uniform, Martha walked over to their jeep. Martha keyed in her earpiece. "Boss, phase 1 is complete. Guards neutralised and disguises acquired, commencing phase two, out." Once he had reluctantly parted with his armour, leaving dressed in a black bodysuit Kremm allowed himself to be cuffed by Nikki. Getting into the jeep, the three headed towards the centre of the field.


Entering the fake log cabin, the group stood in the middle of the room. "So where is the entrance exactly?" Nikki asked as she and Kremm glanced around the curiously spartan room. Smiling under her mask, Martha pressed a concealed button under a desk. "Prepare to be amazed, guys." Underneath the three, Nikki felt a clunking sound then a tug behind her navel as the elevator descended into the earth. "Wow!" Nikki gasped in wonder but Kremm remained impassive. "A secret elevator. How impressive..." He grumbled sardonically. Behind him Martha rolled her eyes. "Someone's hard to please, this evening." She quipped. Nikki grinned despite herself. "Into the underworld we go."


Tartarus Facility Processing, 22:30pm


About half way down the shaft, the extraction team felt their earwigs crackle. "Alright guys, N here. We will losing comms with you soon, but you won't be on your own. I have already hacked the cameras throughout the Facility, including the corridor outside Ellana's cell. She does a single female guard outside there. Oh sorry boss." A brief crackle announced Linda's voice. "Alright team. All that's left to say is good luck. Bring her home Linda ou--" Martha sighed, taking her hand from her ear. "That's it, Comms are out. Let's do this. And Nikki, let me do the talking. I know how these people operate."


Feeling the clunk of the elevator locking into place, the group left the elevator walking down a bright white corridor until they came to a security checkpoint manned by two men and a single woman. The man garbed in the black jumpsuit of a technician, flanked by two guards regarded their approach through his square framed wired glasses. "Where are you taking this...thing?" Kremm let out a menacing growl that made the two guards glance at each other nervously. Nodding her head, Martha retrieved the tablet from her stolen uniform handing it over. " Sir. Guards M and N, bringing in prisoner #18799 for processing from MiB Central to the Isolation Wing East Block, sir. Here is our transfer order, signed by Agent Z herself." The technician flicked through the tablet, smiling. "Ah yes. The infamous Kremm, the erstwhile bodyguard of Princess Ellana a worthy addition to our collection." Martha nodded accepting the table back. "The big boy gave us a little trouble when we arrested him. Tore one guys arms clean off, they tell me." Kremm growled for effect scaring the three MiB staff. The technician gulped nervously. "Yes well, you better get him into his new home and quick." Flashing a quick smile, Martha and Nikki walked through the large door which opened with a hiss of pressurised air. Taking deep breaths, they followed the signs to The Isolation Wing ignoring the cat calls from the inmates.


Cell 422 Isolation Wing, East Block 22:55pm


Ellana sighed putting down her tablet, lounging on her prison bed. On reflection while at first the deal she had worked out with the MiB have proven beneficial at first, Ellana had grown bored seeing the same four walls. I wonder how Linda got on with her investigation? She has no idea what she's up against. If it is the Corporation then the Earth must be protected, with their primitive technology they wouldn't be about to repel an invasion by an Acquisitions Fleet. And by now the Zenobian Scout Flotilla sent by father, would have alerted Kremm. Ugh! I need to get off here. Where's Kremm when I need him. Then as if her cell door read her mind, it swung wide open. Ellana's eyes opened wide in surprise. "No skutting way!"


Isolation Wing 4th Floor Corridor 5 minutes Earlier


Their false transfer order had gotten them through another checkpoint, along with some good improvisation form Martha and Kremm, who Nikki could have sworn were enjoying themselves. "This place is massive. What's Tartarus' official capacity, Martie?" Asked Nikki as they made way for two guards walking down the corridor towards them. Martha shrugged. "About 15,000 give or take. And it's not even the largest prison in the MiBs correctional system. But most of the aliens in here, Linda put away personally. Some were a bit before my time while one or two we put away." Letting out a low whistle, the three continued down the corridor, until they reached Ellana's cell guarded by a single lone female guard who flashed them a smile. Waiting for the camera opposite the cell to turn away, the group struck.


Guard E, flashed her two fellow guards a smile as she observed them escort a very tall and quite butch pink alien male that reminded E of her charge, the Princess Ellana. Looks like he's the male of the species. He's really quite...handsome like she is beautiful. Under her mask, E was a pretty young woman with slightly heart shaped features, gentle features and pale green eyes. Her honey blonde hair, tied into a bun. As the group passed her, the large male easy snapped his binds loose. Then before she could react, the pink man gripped her throat hoisting her into the air against the wall. To E's horror, she noticed the guards did nothing to help her just looked on with detached curiousity at her feet kicking the wall. Then she felt the man pinch the sides of her throat with a faint touch, letting out a strangled pained sigh as she lost consciousness. The last thing she heard was one of the guards, in a Brooklyn lilt say "Wow! Between Ellana and Kremm, I don't know who does it better." Taking the keys from the guards waist, Nikki unlocked the cell door as Kremm threw the unconscious woman over his shoulder walking through the cell door.


Ellana's Cell


"Here you are, highness. A change of clothes for you." He beamed tossing the limp form of the MiB guard at her feet. "Kremm?! Old friend, how did you get in here?" Ellana cried stepping over the young woman's body, giving her bodyguard a hug. Behind him she looked up to see two female MiB guards enter the cell. She raised her eyes as she recognised the first woman. "M? Why are you breaking me out? Do you and L miss me that much?" She joked as M smiled wanly under her mask. "Howdy Ellana. I wish that were the case but we need you." Ellana pulled out her hug with Kremm, nodding in understanding. "Yes L visited me this morning. The Corporation." M sighed handing over an earwig. "It's become more troubling especially, especially for Linda. Here, she can fill you in when we get outta here." Then the second guard walked, smiling ear to ear. "Nikki!" Ellana squealed as they embraced. "How I missed you, Lifemate!" Nikki laughed holding her close. "The feelings mutual Ellie. It's not enough just hearing your voice." The Zenobian kissed her on the cheek. "How did you get in here? And where did you get these outfits?" Nikki smiled gesturing to Kremm. "We had a little help from Kremm. Two neck pinches later and the guards are in bushes naked, sleeping off neck pains." Rolling his eyes Kremm came between them. "Forgive me highness, but we are wasting time. We must get you out of this place." Ellana snapped her fingers. "Of course, time to get changed." Turning back to the unconscious guard, she knelt by the prone form stripping off her prison garb. "Here, let me give you a hand in stripping her Ellie." Nikki said, unlacing the guards boots. Ellana giggled removing the woman's hat and mask. "By all means Nik." Looking at each other shaking their heads, Kremm and M stood watch.


As she pulled off the guard's boots and socks Nikki grinned watching Ellana plant a passionate kiss on the woman's lips, instantly morphing into a carbon copy of the blonde in her arms. "I had almost forgotten the rush I feel when I change forms. Her name is Edith Strong, 23, an MiB guard for only 2 years. She has a thing for the aliens she guards whether male or female." She breathed deeply unstrapping Edith's tactical vest. "I forgot how hot that is when you do that babe." Nikki said removing the guards gloves. "Having experienced it first hand, I have mixed feelings." Came Martha's voice from the door. Looking from unzipping Edith's jumpsuit Ellana winked. "I know for a fact, Martha. You did enjoy our kiss on some level." Martha blushed. "Well, you used your pheromones on me." She flustered as Nikki peeled Edith's jumpsuit from her athletic body. Ellana giggled. "Mhm. Gotcha!" Blushing even more redder, Martha looked around everyone who looked at her laughing. "What?! Oh shit!" After pulling off Edith's black vest over her head and with Nikki whipping off the guards shorts from between her thighs, Ellana dressed in the woman's uniform, including the underwear admiring her buoyant c-cup breasts with dark pink perky areolas, small pink clitoris topped with a trimmed strip of golden pubic hair and pert peach shaped buttocks, as Nikki bound and gagged the naked woman with torn strips of Ellana's prison undershirt. Once Nikki had cocooned Edith's naked form in Ellana's cot, Martha locked up the cell.


Isolation Wing Corridor 23:15pm


"So I assume you do have a plan for getting out, right guys?" Asked Ellana as the group stood outside her cell. Martha nodded. "Yeah, according to N the guard room up ahead as an emergency ladder straight up to the surface." Ellana crossed her arms eyes looking skeptical. "A guard room? Not exactly a covert exit." Martha shrugged. "Well it's the closest exit from here and the best we've got. Unless you have a better idea, princess?" Ellana glanced at Nikki and Kremm who nodded their heads before turning back to the agent. "The guard room it is lead on. Things about to get interesting." The Zenobian replied as they followed Martha down the corridor.


Guard Room 1A, Isolation Wing 23:22pm


"Say again your last, B? What do you mean you've found guards F and I outside the perimeter unconscious in their underwear!" Cried Guard C as he spoke into his earpiece as Guard T, a female ebony skinned guard operated the cameras which had been acting strangely for the past hour. In his ear C could hear the frantic breathing of B. "That we've found F and I stripped, sprawled naked in the bushes after we were sent to relieve them. My guess is couple of female intruders cold cocked them and stole their uniforms." C shrugged his shoulders. "But that doesn't make any sense. Why would anyone want to break into prison?" Guard T shook her head. "Perhaps we should alert the warden to a possible breach? I mean the camera's have been playing up too. Can't be a coincidence." C put his hands on his head. "What and wake him up to tell him someone's actually broken into his secure prison? He will have be reassigned to cleaning out the shower houses. Shit! This just had to happen on my watch." But before he decide on what to do, there was knocking from the door behind him. "Ugh! Now what?!" He asked irritably walking up to the door. Sliding the cover open, C spotted three female guards standing with a tall very muscular pink male prisoner. "Yes? Do you need assistance? We've got a little situation here." The lead guard flashed him a nod, speaking with a southern drawl. "Yeah. We're taking the big boy here back to his cell but he's proving to be a little bit of an handful. Could you help us?" C rolled his eyes unlocking the door. Ugh! I swear the younger guards around are becoming more and more lazy. In my day we would have zapping to unconscious- "Argh!!" He was caught unawares as the door flew open, striking him in the face sending him sprawling unconscious onto his back.



"What the hell...?" The female guard cried reading back off her chair making a grab for her stun baton. Reacting quickly, Nikki advanced on her drawing her baton and pressing the activator thrusting it into the woman's gut. She let out a pained yelp as her body coursed with electricity before sliding down onto the ground unconscious. "Damn! The NYPD could really use some of these." Nikki said impressed by the power of the weapon. Ellana patted her on the shoulder winking. "I know right Nik, quite satisfying to boot too." Martha locked the guard room door, then dragged the male guard into the corner. "Well, I think we've definitely outstayed our welcome. Let's blow this taco stand." Nodding, Ellana turned to her bodyguard. "Kremm. Could you get the door, please?" Flashing her a wide grin, the captain rubbed his palms together before cranking the door in the right hand corner open revealing a ladder beyond. Ellana smiled. "Good work, old friend. Alright, the rest of you follow behind me. Kremm. Keep watch then bring up the rear, we will all go together." Nodding their understanding the three women began their ascent as Kremm kept watching.


Outside Tartarus's southern perimeter 23:30pm


Opening the hatch, Ellana took a deep breath savouring the sweet unrecycled air and brisk evening air as the team climbed out under the starry night sky. "Excitation team? Situation report. Are you and Ellana clear, over?" Ellana heard the familiar lilt of Linda in her ear. Grinning she touched her finger to her earwig. "Hello, Linda. It's good to hear your voice so soon." She heard the agent breathe a sigh of relief. "Would you believe me if I said likewise. Look, you guys need to get out of there. The tech van is further down the road, Martha can show you the way. We can talk more there." Feeling a tap at her shoulder, she looked up to see M gesture with her head to the treeline. The group fell in behind her, disappearing into the night.


Task Force Ellana, Tech Van Route 8, 00:05:am Friday 21st March 2025


After changing back into their clothes, with Ellana helping herself to some spare jeans and flannel top from P's extensive collection of female clothing, they stood around the briefing table. Ellana listened to every word of Linda's discoveries, impressed by her daring but shocked by her findings Ellana sighed deeply. "I'am sorry to hear about your daughter, Linda. But rest assured between all of us we will find her and end the threat of the Corporation. Everything you've told me all points to them. It's their M.O. to blackmail a highly placed official to get them to open the door for them, so to speak. Plus the mesmetron allows them to force others to do their bidding." Next to her Nikki cocked her head. "What gets me is that why target Linda, specifically? When any highly placed MiB agent or government toady would have sufficed? It smells fishy to me." Paddy nodded. " The kid's right. Either we have a mole in the MiB or there's someone with a grudge. Both are not good." Linda leaned on the table chuckling darkly. "You know as well as I do, Paddy that's a very long list." Paddy laid a comforting hand on her shoulder, which she squeezed. Ellana shook her head. "We may not ever find out and besides it's not important. Do you have any leads we could chase down, Linda?' The veteran agent nodded. "Yeah and you're not going to like it." Taking out the evening edition of the New York Post, she pointed to the face of a young blonde female on the cover.


" Ah, Calantha. The traitorous exile who is impersonating your daughters roommate." Linda flashed her a quizzical look. "Exile? How did she get herself exiled? Do you know her?" Ellana chuckled shaking her head. "You think just because we're both Zenobian I know her? Sorry, Linda but I don't. But it seems to me that she broke our sacred laws, the Unification Accords and was banished. Then the Corporation picked her up but I doubt she's loyal." Nikki cocked her head. "What did she do? And why didn't you just lock her up?" Ellana shared a glance with Kremm who nodded. "She used her abilities on a fellow female. We don't believe in capital punishment and exile is the traditional sentence for a breach of the Accords." The group nodded in understanding. M smiled folding her arms. "Then we find her. Bring her in and question her until she gives the location of Rachel and the other kids." Paddy wheeled the paper round. "It should be way more easier then breaking into Tartarus. You just need to infiltrate the university campus and extract her back here for interrogation. No pressure." Ellana grinned. "Considerably agent P. We know what form she's wearing and doesn't have any skill. The Corporation may use her as their agent but she no clue on how to blend in and she's far too attached to Peyton's form. She will stick out."


Linda looked around all of them. "Then it is settled. We should all get some rest and meet up at my apartment tomorrow morning at 10:00am. Take things from there." Nikki nodded. "I have a couple of sick days I can take, so I can see this through to the end." Ellana squeezed her hand. "Right, if you could drop me and Kremm off to the Zephyr I would appreciate it." As the group broke up, Kremm pulled her aside. "Your highness. I received a holo from Sub-Commander Jaxell of the Watcher Fleet, he wishes to discuss the appearance of the Corporation." Nodding her understanding, she grinned as Nikki approached her. "Fancy some company, Ellie? It's been awhile since we just hung out." Ellana took her hands into hers. "I would like nothing more but I have kept you from your beloved Liv for too long. She needs you more than I do. Besides, I don't want to between you." She could she a little disappointment in her Lifemates eyes but it was quickly replaced with a grin. "You're right. It wouldn't be fair on her and she's waiting up for me. Oh Ellie, I love her, love you both so much." She kissed and hugged Ellana who returned the gestures. "It's good to have you back, babe." The Zenobian held her tight. "It's good to be free again and to hold you again once more." They pulled out giggling. "So, Nik. How have the last five months treated you?" She asked as they sat down chatting over two cups of steaming coffee.


The Zephyr, Abandoned Apartment Rooftop, Charles Street, Greenwich Village 00:45am


Now back into her usual form, and changed into an official XS uniform a white double breasted jacket the rank of Commander stitched on the collar and cuffs, with matching pencil skirt Ellana opened a channel to the HMS Vindicator. "Your royal highness!" The shimmering figure of Jaxell, a heavy set balding male and his female adjutant made the traditional Zenobian salute, fist over chest. "We were just about to mount a rescue mission when the Captain told us of your predicament." Returning the salute Ellana smiled. "As you can see, I'am free. With a little help from my human friends." Jaxell glanced at his adjutant. "So you've made allies amongst the humans? Curious. Highness, if you would forgive me the appearance of Corporation ships in the Sol system as complicated matters. I have been instructed by your Lord Father, the King to escort you back to Zenobian space." Ellana shook her head. "No, commander. I'am staying here to assist the humans, they need all the help they can get against these bastards." Jaxell looked a little flustered. "But my lady. I have my orders direct from your fat-" "Sub-Commander Jaxell! I'am the ranking member of the royal family in this system. Thus, I'am the ranking military officer in this system and you will follow my orders. Besides, my father isn't here. This is my mission." The two Zenobian officers flashed salutes. "Forgive my impertinence highness. What is your command?" Holding off a yawn she sat up straight. "The Corporation have taken human slaves that they have herded onto their ships. I want you to commence scouting operations, stay cloaked and don't draw attention to yourselves. You will need the element of surprise. I'am working with my human friends to get aboard the fleet and rescue the humans. I will contact you when I learn more." Snapping off quick salutes, the officers disappeared. Letting out a large yawn, Ellana made her way to her chambers.


Eagerly stripping out of her starchy formal uniform, Ellana collapsed onto her soft warm bed savouring the soft mattress and Zenobian dove down pillows. Letting out a contented sigh, the princess swiftly fell asleep enjoying a peaceful night's sleep that she had never found in the noisy, cramped prison. She was glad to be free, she was glad to be amongst friends once again. No not friends. More like family. Was her last thought as sleep took her.

[Stormtrooper1990]

MiB ALL POINTS BULLETIN


Incident:- Infiltration and Breakout of Prisoner #5972

Date:- 03/20/2025

Location:- Tartarus SuperMax Facility, New York State.n


Status:- Princess Ellana is at large


Summary:-


Last night the relieving perimeter security discovered Guards I and F, unconscious wearing just their underwear. We surmised that outside female intruders must have rendered them unconscious and stolen their uniforms to effect entry into the complex. According to witnesses, two female guards had came down with a new prisoner who was identified as Captain Kremm who was wanted for assaulting several MiB personne. Technician Foley claims they had an legitimate prisoner transfer order and scanned them through without incident. He and his accompanying guards have since been suspended pending investigation.


When the alert was issued, guards went to Ellana's cell in the Isolation Wing to discover the naked bound body of Guard E cocooned in the prisoners cell. When she awoke she said that the same group had accosted her outside the prisoners cell, with Kremm "pinching" her neck she fell unconscious. We now believe that Ellana, with the help of her bodyguard and persons unknown, assumed E's form and effected her escape.


After failing to raise Guard Room 1A, guards were dispatched and discovered the unconscious bodies of Guards T and C. Upon questioning they revealed they were assaulted by the group, now three guards strong, with C being knocked unconscious by Kremm and T being attacked by one of the female intruders armed with a prison issue stun baton. Our investigations have concluded that they used the emergency escape hatch in the Guard Room to effect their escape.


One interesting detail is that the prisons internal data network only detected a breach once the prisoner and cohorts had escaped, this corroborates the testimony from C and T that the cameras had been acting strangely. Therefore, we conclude that the women who broke Ellana out had a level of technical sophistication and tradecraft on par with MiB standards. So we cannot rule out the possibility that this could have been an inside job.


We have sent warnings and agents to all US cities on the Eastern Seaboard with a description of the prisoners newest form. But so far this as proven ineffective so far.

Ellana is considered extremely dangerous female agents are advised to display caution and to be aware of their surroundings at all times.


Signed


Senior Agent O (Lead Agent Taskforce Ellana)

[meditions142]

Stormtrooper, you had to know I would love this chapter.

Such a perfect infiltration and prisoner rescue with Kremm in action taking out multiple female guards.

First off, perfect set up of the take out of Isabella and Fiona. Perfect set up of the two outmatched guards thinking it was just another boring night and nothing would happen only to be attacked.

And it is fun the way Kremm is a good bit rougher that Ellana is. The description of the attack on Isabella is impressive "She panicked as a large gloved hand clamped over her mouth, lifting her off the ground. Her legs weakly kicking in thin her, I struggled but her assailant was too strong. Suddenly she felt a sharp pain either side of her neck, the merest of touches. Letting out a muffled squeak of pain, I slumped unconscious hanging limply in her attackers grip." Then we get "Letting the weak human female drop to the ground with a thud." The way Kremm actually lifts the women during his attack is impressive. Then showing his lack of caring he just drops them to the ground.

The attack on Fiona is also perfect. As large as Kremm is he still was able to sneak up on her without her ever knowing he was there. Then another pinch and she out of commission.

Also love to picture Kremm just casually dragging both unconscious women into the bushes so they can be stripped.

And the Wookie Prison Trick was absolutely perfect and wonderful!

The attack on Edith was perfect too. The sudden break of the handcuffs followed by the quick attack, again lifting her into the air and applying the pinch. Love too the comment ""Wow! Between Ellana and Kremm, I don't know who does it better."

We also get to see Kremm's lack of caring with "'Here you are, highness. A change of clothes for you.' He beamed tossing the limp form of the MiB guard at her feet." Again, he knows he cannot kill but he still doesn't care about being a bit rough.

In aware the prison scene is kind of a back to basics uniform steal scene but just so perfect in my mind!

[Stormtrooper1990]

Stormtrooper, you had to know I would love this chapter.

Such a perfect infiltration and prisoner rescue with Kremm in action taking out multiple female guards.

First off, perfect set up of the take out of Isabella and Fiona. Perfect set up of the two outmatched guards thinking it was just another boring night and nothing would happen only to be attacked.

And it is fun the way Kremm is a good bit rougher that Ellana is. The description of the attack on Isabella is impressive "She panicked as a large gloved hand clamped over her mouth, lifting her off the ground. Her legs weakly kicking in thin her, I struggled but her assailant was too strong. Suddenly she felt a sharp pain either side of her neck, the merest of touches. Letting out a muffled squeak of pain, I slumped unconscious hanging limply in her attackers grip." Then we get "Letting the weak human female drop to the ground with a thud." The way Kremm actually lifts the women during his attack is impressive. Then showing his lack of caring he just drops them to the ground.

The attack on Fiona is also perfect. As large as Kremm is he still was able to sneak up on her without her ever knowing he was there. Then another pinch and she out of commission.

Also love to picture Kremm just casually dragging both unconscious women into the bushes so they can be stripped.

And the Wookie Prison Trick was absolutely perfect and wonderful!

The attack on Edith was perfect too. The sudden break of the handcuffs followed by the quick attack, again lifting her into the air and applying the pinch. Love too the comment ""Wow! Between Ellana and Kremm, I don't know who does it better."

We also get to see Kremm's lack of caring with "'Here you are, highness. A change of clothes for you.' He beamed tossing the limp form of the MiB guard at her feet." Again, he knows he cannot kill but he still doesn't care about being a bit rough.

In aware the prison scene is kind of a back to basics uniform steal scene but just so perfect in my mind!

That I did my friend, that I did.


I was inspired by the conversation we had in a previous thread about Kremm taking out multiple female sentries, so I thought this chapter would be perfect opportunity to show Kremm at his absolute best, if a little rough.


Indeed, with both guards falling into complacency that no one would be crazy enough to break into a secret prison that nobody knew existed. They carried on believing that right up until the point Kremm sent both of them to sleepyland.


Thanks my friend. The scene with Isabella was perhaps my favourite takedown of the chapter to right, again inspired by the scene you envisaged in one of out previous threads. I wanted to highlight Kremm's physical strength, discipline and that uncaring aspect. To him these women represent two things; first the organisation that imprisoned his charge and second obstacles for their infiltration and uniforms for our two heroines. It also shows just how outmatched these poor guards really are. They are supposedly elite guards but fall so easily to Kremm's strength and skill.


Yep, Fiona was too busy checking her social media that not only did she lose track of Kremm but also Isabella too. Of course Kremm didn't give her the opportunity to release her mistake, and she was easy prey. A pinch later and she's joined Isabella in the land of nod.


You know how much I love my dragging scenes and I couldn't resist having Kremm dragging the two women, by their tactical vests over to Nikki and Martha who had just witnessed a master at his craft. And then to picture the two ladies, laying side by side wearing their military issue underwear. I'am glad it turned out so well.


I don't think you can ever surpass the Wookiee prisoner trick. It's a classic USB tactic that as stood the test of time. God bless George Lucas for gifting us a classic trope.


With the attack on Edith I was inspired by the classic scene in A New Hope when we see Chewie break free of his binds and attack the imperials once they reach the detention block. In this case, Kremm's attack was so sudden and violent that neither Martha or Nikki had time to stay in character hence Nikki's comment. I think personally it's a very tough call, both Zenobians are masters of the art. Myself, I have more a fondness for Ellana and her gentle intimate takedowns but Kremm is such a joy to write as a character. I have to admit there is something sexy about a woman being hoisted into the hear then put to sleep by Kremm.


Yep, as long as Ellana as what she needs and she's safe Kremm enjoys his work. What I love most about Kremm is his dichotomy. While he may appear brutish, Kremm is disciplined and cunning. He follows Ellana's orders to the letter but she never said anything about being gentle and I think Kremm likes it that way. His primary concern is her welfare, if the guards get a little bruised on the way then in his eyes, so be it. To him they are just obstacles.


I agree, prison breaks or escapes are classic USB scenarios and are among my favourite scenes of our genre. I'am glad I could do it justice in this chapter.

The next chapter will be different as it will feature Ellana and her friends tracking the rogue Zenobian Calantha through Columbia University. So essentially, it's a reverse with Ellana and the team catching her as opposed to the other way around.

[meditions142]

Yep, Fiona was too busy checking her social media that not only did she lose track of Kremm but also Isabella too. Of course Kremm didn't give her the opportunity to release her mistake, and she was easy prey. A pinch later and she's joined Isabella in the land of nod.

There was something really fun about the Fiona scene as I love to picture her casually looking at her phone, not paying attention. She seals her fate but, of course, we know Kremm would have gotten her anyway given his superior skills, smarts and strength. Still love the "distracted guard" trope.

And also really do like the attack on Edith. It is so sudden she never has a chance.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Yep, Fiona was too busy checking her social media that not only did she lose track of Kremm but also Isabella too. Of course Kremm didn't give her the opportunity to release her mistake, and she was easy prey. A pinch later and she's joined Isabella in the land of nod.

There was something really fun about the Fiona scene as I love to picture her casually looking at her phone, not paying attention. She seals her fate but, of course, we know Kremm would have gotten her anyway given his superior skills, smarts and strength. Still love the "distracted guard" trope.

And also really do like the attack on Edith. It is so sudden she never has a chance.

Me too, its one of tropes in USB that will never get old for me. It's how we like our guards; young, naive, stupid and very distracted. And when they happen to lose their uniforms because of this, all the better. Fiona was already doomed but the distraction made all the more sweeter.

Thanks I'am glad you liked it, poor Edith was caught completely off guard too busy checking out Kremm, distracted by the odd looking group that she never really stood a chance. Kremm grabbed her throat lifting her up, which prevented her crying out and moving, then the pinch took care of the rest.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Hi Meditions

I was trawling the Internet and I found this rather tired and bored looking security guard that fits the bill perfectly for our favourite kind of guard.


https://photo-cdn2.icons8.com/GVyEC6QCU ... S5qcGc.jpg


You can picture the scene; our young guard ( let's call her Laura) as had a long boring night and is ready to put her feet up. Laura thinks she's safe and that no one is ever going to break in. So she might as well make the most of it. Unfortunately for her she's dead wrong.


Unbeknownst to her, a savvy thief ( or perhaps Ellana or maybe Kremm) is sneaking up behind her. How considerate for this cutie to have her hair all knotted up, shows off her lovely neck.. Our infiltrator smirks to herself, readying her right hand. Just as Laura is nodding off, the thief snakes her hand around the guards slender neck, another round her mouth and pinches. Laura let's out a surprised muffled squeak of arousal as she slumps unconscious into her chair.

"Looks like someone enjoyed that. Let's get you out of that uniform, honey." The thief ( Amanda or Ellana herself) coyly whispers into her ear, unbuttoning her shirt. "Wow, a sports bra? Did you put that on for me, you shouldn't have." Our thief winks as she admires Laura's breasts under her black sports bra. After removing Laura's belt and shoes, Amanda with all the anticipation of a kid at Christmas morning whips off her trousers. She gasps. "Matching boy shorts! My favourite, its like you knew I was coming." Giving Laura a kiss on her cheek, Amanda puts on the guards uniform. "Fits me like a glove, sweetness. Oh not so fast..." Laura begins to stir. Amanda takes out a syringe full of sedative, flicks it then plunges it into Laura's neck. The half naked guard, slumps unconscious back into her chair with a low sexy rattle.


Amanda staddles the unconscious Laura on her chair. "Damn your so hot. Sorry, hun. But I need you out of the way for a while. It's nothing personal. This sedative should keep you fast asleep for about 6 hours. Now for being such a good girl, I might just swing by here later and get to know you a little better. See what you got under the hood. Well, I have to rob your fine establishment, see you soon babe." After giving Laura a full kiss on her slack lips, Amanda stashes the limp unconscious Laura under her desk and goes about her mission. What do you think?

[meditions142]

Hi Meditions

I was trawling the Internet and I found this rather tired and bored looking security guard that fits the bill perfectly for our favourite kind of guard.


https://photo-cdn2.icons8.com/GVyEC6QCU ... S5qcGc.jpg


You can picture the scene; our young guard ( let's call her Laura) as had a long boring night and is ready to put her feet up. Laura thinks she's safe and that no one is ever going to break in. So she might as well make the most of it. Unfortunately for her she's dead wrong.


Unbeknownst to her, a savvy thief ( or perhaps Ellana or maybe Kremm) is sneaking up behind her. How considerate for this cutie to have her hair all knotted up, shows off her lovely neck.. Our infiltrator smirks to herself, readying her right hand. Just as Laura is nodding off, the thief snakes her hand around the guards slender neck, another round her mouth and pinches. Laura let's out a surprised muffled squeak of arousal as she slumps unconscious into her chair.

"Looks like someone enjoyed that. Let's get you out of that uniform, honey." The thief ( Amanda or Ellana herself) coyly whispers into her ear, unbuttoning her shirt. "Wow, a sports bra? Did you put that on for me, you shouldn't have." Our thief winks as she admires Laura's breasts under her black sports bra. After removing Laura's belt and shoes, Amanda with all the anticipation of a kid at Christmas morning whips off her trousers. She gasps. "Matching boy shorts! My favourite, its like you knew I was coming." Giving Laura a kiss on her cheek, Amanda puts on the guards uniform. "Fits me like a glove, sweetness. Oh not so fast..." Laura begins to stir. Amanda takes out a syringe full of sedative, flicks it then plunges it into Laura's neck. The half naked guard, slumps unconscious back into her chair with a low sexy rattle.


Amanda staddles the unconscious Laura on her chair. "Damn your so hot. Sorry, hun. But I need you out of the way for a while. It's nothing personal. This sedative should keep you fast asleep for about 6 hours. Now for being such a good girl, I might just swing by here later and get to know you a little better. See what you got under the hood. Well, I have to rob your fine establishment, see you soon babe." After giving Laura a full kiss on her slack lips, Amanda stashes the limp unconscious Laura under her desk and goes about her mission. What do you think?

An absolutely amazing and perfect story. You managed to get all my favorite parts. Bored guard, nerve pinch, sedative to keep her out, a little sexy play. Amazing!

[Stormtrooper1990]

Hi Meditions

I was trawling the Internet and I found this rather tired and bored looking security guard that fits the bill perfectly for our favourite kind of guard.


https://photo-cdn2.icons8.com/GVyEC6QCU ... S5qcGc.jpg


You can picture the scene; our young guard ( let's call her Laura) as had a long boring night and is ready to put her feet up. Laura thinks she's safe and that no one is ever going to break in. So she might as well make the most of it. Unfortunately for her she's dead wrong.


Unbeknownst to her, a savvy thief ( or perhaps Ellana or maybe Kremm) is sneaking up behind her. How considerate for this cutie to have her hair all knotted up, shows off her lovely neck.. Our infiltrator smirks to herself, readying her right hand. Just as Laura is nodding off, the thief snakes her hand around the guards slender neck, another round her mouth and pinches. Laura let's out a surprised muffled squeak of arousal as she slumps unconscious into her chair.

"Looks like someone enjoyed that. Let's get you out of that uniform, honey." The thief ( Amanda or Ellana herself) coyly whispers into her ear, unbuttoning her shirt. "Wow, a sports bra? Did you put that on for me, you shouldn't have." Our thief winks as she admires Laura's breasts under her black sports bra. After removing Laura's belt and shoes, Amanda with all the anticipation of a kid at Christmas morning whips off her trousers. She gasps. "Matching boy shorts! My favourite, its like you knew I was coming." Giving Laura a kiss on her cheek, Amanda puts on the guards uniform. "Fits me like a glove, sweetness. Oh not so fast..." Laura begins to stir. Amanda takes out a syringe full of sedative, flicks it then plunges it into Laura's neck. The half naked guard, slumps unconscious back into her chair with a low sexy rattle.


Amanda staddles the unconscious Laura on her chair. "Damn your so hot. Sorry, hun. But I need you out of the way for a while. It's nothing personal. This sedative should keep you fast asleep for about 6 hours. Now for being such a good girl, I might just swing by here later and get to know you a little better. See what you got under the hood. Well, I have to rob your fine establishment, see you soon babe." After giving Laura a full kiss on her slack lips, Amanda stashes the limp unconscious Laura under her desk and goes about her mission. What do you think?

An absolutely amazing and perfect story. You managed to get all my favorite parts. Bored guard, nerve pinch, sedative to keep her out, a little sexy play. Amazing!

Thanks my friend, glad you like it. Perhaps poor Laura might be out of a job but at least she had a very nice dream.

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It's how we like our guards; young, naive, stupid and very distracted. And when they happen to lose their uniforms because of this, all the better.

Indeed, this is a good description. I might say not necessarily "stupid". Maybe more like a little ditsy and certainly not the smartest woman in the world but not a total moron.

And of course totally untrained. Indeed this makes for the best scene. A guard totally outmatched.

And of course she has those special spots on her neck that when squeezed just right it if off to sleepyland.