"Yes." (truth)

You're more resistant to the biochemical domination of the futas but you're not entirely immune, and nearly a decade of service following training and conditioning stretching back to your first memories have made you accustomed to your position.

And when confronted with this situation, with an uncommonly beautiful futa at the height of her arousal, her hard cock already glistening with the juices of another woman, even though your choice is technically free there is only one possible answer. Besides, she's been so nice to Lis who is one of your best friends so why would you deny her anything?

You give Wilds a formal curtsy.

"Station Voice, how would you like to use me?"

Instead of answering Wilds nods to Lis, who steps up behind you. She helps you remove your skirt and your top, and while Wilds watches she slides her hands up and down your naked body, trailing her fingers over your skin. Her soft touches make you shiver with anticipation.

"Leila has beautiful breasts, does she not?" Lis traces the curve of your breasts, then lifts them up. "Pehaps you would like to fuck them?"

You feel your breath catch at the thought of wrapping your breasts around Wilds' long, thick cock, to jerk her off with them, her scent mixing with that of Lis' pussy.

"Or pehaps you'd prefer her mouth? I have seen Sub-Commander Hurt fucking her face and she can take it deep and hard."

Lis traces your lips with one fopinger and you feel yourself blush, partly from the praise and partly from the shame you feel over the feeling that Hurt no longer seems to appreciate your service. When she pushes her finger inside your mouth you reflexively suck it.

You've tried to keep your gaze on Wilds' face so you'll be able to catch any signals she may give you, but when she begins to touch herself you can't help but look at her hands as they move over her hard, glistening cock. You've almost never seen a futa stroke herself before - nearly all of them vastly prefer using a girl to get off, and most would rather wait than masturbate, even though you know the tension becomes nearly unbearable after only a few hours. The sight of this beautiful, powerful futa sliding one hand up and down her shaft while the other switches between cupping her balls and squeezing her breasts feels strangely erotic, almost taboo.

"Or do you want to finish in her what you started in me?" Lis still has one finger in your mouth, sliding it in and out between your sucking lips, and now the other is between your legs, spreading your pussy open.