She finds herself in her cell.

Katherine slowly opened her eyes and stared at the bare white ceiling above her. They had moved her again while she was out it seems. She raised her hand to try and rub her eyes and found that they were no longer restrained, though a strange weight around her wrists caused her to shift her eyes to her wrists. Cuffs of blueish-grey steel encircled her wrists, and while she felt the weight on her arms, it was by no means obtrusive.

"Platinum alloy magnetic restraints. Those are only used for important prisoners. Far too expensive to use on an average criminal."

She knew about these restraints of course. The lightweight alloy was near unbreakable, requiring special industrial level tools to cut through. And as far as she knew, no one had ever broken one with physical **** alone, even cybernetically augmented limbs were unable to escape them. With a press of a button, the cuffs would emit a strong magnetic field, attaching themself to the nearest metallic object. Two cuffs locked together this way made it as good as impossible to separate them. Getting up, she did a quick inspection of herself. She was naked, but that was hardly a surprise to her, not after what Zul had already done to her. She saw that two more cuffs were around her ankles, completing the classic setup of four cuffs. It seems that even after centuries of progress, some things never changed. She ran her hands over her body, to feel for any imperfections, she found nothing, until she reached her neck. Something was placed around her neck, and as she touched it, a low electric tingle ran from her neck to every corner of her body.

"A **** collar."

**** collars were special collars designed for a myriad of functions. First and foremost, they could emit a powerful electric shock to immobilize or punish the wearer. Secondly, they had a built-in tracker, so her location was known to her captors at all times. And finally, in case of **** resistance, or tampering, the collar could explode, obviously killing the wearer in the process.

Now that she was done going over herself, she began to take in her surroundings. She was sitting on a bed, which had a basic mattress, inside a decently sized square room. The floor, ceiling, and three of the walls were all made of the same sterile white steel material. The fourth wall consisted entirely of an energy field that glowed a soft red. Standing against the wall and near the energy field, was a simple table, with an equally simple chair. She saw that the red field had a metallic frame was set at the same height as the table, and she figured this was how they were going to bring her food or other items. Aman sized frame was near the other wall, and it was pretty obvious that this was the "door" of her cell. Moving on, she saw that the furthest corner had a basic toilet installed. She baulked at the thought of using that without any form of privacy, but she guessed that she should be glad she even HAD a toilet of her own. The other corner had two blue glowing energy walls forming a cubical with the walls of her cell. A similar frame in one of the "walls" made for another door, and on closer inspection, she saw that this cubical was in fact, a showering cell. Attached to the wall was a basic showerhead.

She turned away from the shower and began to pace around her cell, trying to think of a way out of this mess. As she walked past a specific part, the wall suddenly began to change. The surface began to shimmer until it showed her a perfect reflection of herself.

"A full-sized reflective wall, those things a crazy expensive. And they use it on prisoners? Just how much money does Zul have?"

She stared at herself for a few moments, taking in the drastic changes they had **** on her. Her long brown hair was flowing down her back. She stared at the metallic cuffs around her ankles and wrists, and from there, to the rest of her body. As the slavers had said, every part of her body was perfectly hairless, only the hair on her head had remained. Her breasts still looked amazing as always, and her toned and athletic build was still as she remembered. The only thing off was the stiff nipples atop her breasts and the slight glistening of moisture between her legs.

She raised a hand to one of her breasts, and softly squeezed the warm flesh. immediately, a rush of arousal flooded her body, and she squeezed again. Soon, her hand was also on her nipple, teasing the hard nub with pinches of twists, or simply some gentle rubbing. More and more, her arousal grew, and Katherine's eyes stayed fixed on her reflection as she played with herself. Her free hand dropped to her sex and began to rub the outside of her pussy. When she brushed over her clit, she gave a loud moan as a rush of pleasure flowed through her. Two fingers disappeared inside her wet pussy, and soon, she was shamelessly masturbating.

The pleasure rose and rose. Her arousal spiked with each brush or pinch. It wasn't long until she was feeling the first signs of orgasm. She inserted a third finger and twisted her nipple hard. The pleasure spiked, and she was teetering on the verge of cumming. She increased the speed with which her fingers fucked her now dripping cunt, and she mauled her breast in wanton need. Minutes passed like that, but nothing happened. She was so close to cumming, she knew her body, just a bit more and she would be there. But it wasn't happening. More minutes passed, and through her lust-filled thoughts, she finally remembered Haylee's words.

"How are you liking the nanites, my little ****? They are what's keeping you aroused and you won't cum until your new owner allows it. Once you do, you'll start to build up again."

The nanites, they were why she couldn't cum. For several more minutes, Katherine tried her best to reach that elusive orgasm, but nothing worked. It took her a tremendous amount of willpower, but she managed to pull her hands away from her wet pussy and breast. An empty ache burned between her legs now, and she was almost tempted to go for it again, maybe this time would be different. She stood in front of the reflective wall, staring at herself. her skin had taken on a rosy glow now that the arousal and lust had begun to spread through her. her nipples were painfully hard now, and she could see her firm clit resting above her pussy. A trickle of sticky liquid trailed from her lower lips along her thigh. She was a mess. She looked like one of those cheap whores you could get at the anchorages.

The sound of clapping coming from her left startled her, and she turned her head to see who was there. How long had they been there? How much had they seen? Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment at the thought of her captors watching her as she desperately tried to masturbate herself to orgasm. She saw a silhouette stand beyond the red energy field, and as it took a step forward the wall became see-through, revealing the person on the other side.