Then the burning started

Shannon could see Burgman looking at her expectantly, with a superior smirk. Like he was waiting for her to beg him. Fat chance. Wasn't going to happen. She was just glad it was finally over. He may have managed to humiliate her in front of her peers, but it would all be just a bad memory soon. He could embarrass her, but could not take away all her gidnity. Then...

Then she started feeling a tingling between her legs. It started as a tingling, but it was slowly getting stronger. It concentrated around her nether regions. And tingling was no longer the right word for it. It was stinging. Getting stronger and stronger. She glanced up at Burgman and could see that shit-eating grin on his face.

"Is there something wrong, Agent Callaghan?" smirked Burgman.

"I... No... Nothing wrong..." panted Shannon.

"Then we can get you settled on the ship, shall we?"

Shannon took a few steps to follow him, but collapsed to her knees. The stinging was now burning. And it was getting stronger by the minute. She could feel it all over her. Inside her. Her vagina and asshole were burning, itching like never before. That son of a bitch must have done something to her. But she couldn't let him win. She tried to stand up, but fell forward. This time, both her hands darted between her legs, leaving her painfully erect nipples pointing at her peers. She couldn't care about how it looked like, she just tried to sooth the itching with both hands.

"Oh, my..." smirked Burgman. "Couldn't you wait until getting onto the ship?"

"It can cause itching, but I have never seen such a strong reaction before." said the medical tech. "Are you sure you used the human setting, sir?"

"I definitely did." lied Burgman, looking at Shannon rubbing her itching pussy like there was no tomorrow.

"I... I may have something that could sooth the burning." said the medical tech.

"Send it to my cabin. I will administer it myself." instructed Burgman, knowing full well he wouldn't. "Now I'm pretty sure our poor Shannon can't help what she is currently doing. Take her to cabin 6. And try not to make it any more embarrassing for her than it already is. I'm sure she'd appreciate."

"Sir, cabin 6 is right across the entire ship. Shouldn't we take her to a closer cabin?" asked one of the men. "I mean... in her state?

"I know, but sadly, that is the most suitable for the poor agent. And I would never put a superior officer in any need." he smirked.

Shannon was picked up and placed on a stretcher, by two men. Her hands never left her pussy for a second while she was handled. In her humping and rolling she managed to kick off any sheet they tried to cover her with.

"Should I administer a sedative?" asked a med officer.

"No. I know Agent Callaghan. Had our training together. She is strictly against that stuff. She wouldn't approve."

In the end, the men had to carry poor Shannon across the entire ship to cabin 6 the way she was: eyes rolled back, mouth drooling, hips bucking with hands between her legs, moaning like a bitch in heat.