Samus goes through another round of brainwashing.

Samus, or rather Choco, came to in front of the promenade leading to the Pertoyan Club, a rustic establishment mimicking the style of the late twentieth century. She remembered it well, as she had visited it several times for high ranking federation get-togethers her status as a famous bounty hunter had allowed her to access. Currently another such event was taking place and several influential people were making their way to the building, and Samus, as usual, was taking it all in.

'A lot of them rich people have awful fucking taste.' Choco found herself thinking as she leaned against the wall, standing right at the edge of a hotel overlooking the plaza on earth. These events always brought out a large number of backed up men who often didn't realize that they needed a hot bitch like Choco to help them relax. Their skinny wives sure as hell couldn't fill that role.

Choco shook her head, shaking off some weird fantasies about being a bounty hunter. Unbeknownst to her the AI was temporarily suppressing her memories to help her get into a role.

She was dressed in an expensive and revealing gold dress that accentuated her dark skin and allowed her to blend in with the crowd that arrived.

'Get your mind back in the game girl, the loners have started arriving.' Not everyone who attended had someone to come with them, whether they be bounty hunters or workaholics from the government. Either way, they were her main targets. Couples were fun to split up, she did love the look of a man emptying himself into her pussy, ass or mouth as they forever lost the ability to stop thinking about thick black women like Choco. But they were a harder mark.

She spotted a naval officer exiting a cab. He was young, looking like had just finished Military College and had been thrown head first into his first official event.

People like these were an easy mark on the other hand. Not only did he look like he was one word away from being wrapped around Choco's finger but he looked really good too, being muscular, handsome and tall.

"Oh!" Choco yelped, faking being hurt. She fought off a smirk as she saw the officer rush over to help her.

"Is everything ok?" he asked. This was it.

She was about to play her part but the program sped up, going past Choco seducing the Officer and landing both of them straight in the middle of an expensive hotel room, paid for by her client of course, and Choco on her knees right in front of the officer's pants.

"Now let Choco take care of you hun." She said, and slid the pants down. What she saw was a slightly above average cock, standing fully erect as its owner kept glancing around as if someone was about to kick in the door and bust in. Her mouth was about to close in when she heard a voice in her head.

You're disappointed, you wanted him to have a bigger dick.

She frowned, she had hoped for something better than this.

You're a whore first and size queen second, but big dicks are the only things that can truly satisfy you.

This was the problem with trying to attract these prissy fucks, they probably had such ugly wives because they wouldn't be able to satisfy real women. But even if their equipment was lacking their wallets sure weren't.

The AI heard Samus' mindset changing and rewarded her by letting her perception blank out for a moment. When she could think again she saw a huge meat rod in front of her. Nine inches at the very least, extending from the hips of the Officer who looked slightly embarrassed by his size.

"Baby, you don't need to be shy." She said, kissing the tip of the Officer's cock. The dick hardened as the man moaned, and a trickle of precum started to leak out of the tip. Was she this guy's first? Oh damn, she would have to make this unforgettable for him, and with some luck she would gain a customer for life.

Choco got to work, slowly sucking the dick, going down further and further on the shaft. As she did she would take her tongue and lubricate the rod with both her spit and the precum. The smell filled her up and encouraged her to keep going, just as the increasing breaths coming from the officer got her to move faster and faster.

She was relentless: driving the officer to the edge of orgasm before slowing down to a halt. She repeated the pattern several times, dragging it out as much as she could and leaving the officer a weak mess. The officer would glance at the clock at times before looking at the plump, thick lipped woman servicing his dick and forgetting about the event he was missing.

Finally Choco stopped at the edge of climax and didn't let him come back down.

"Well, are you gonna pay for your orgasm?"

"What?" The officer said. Choco took a manicured hand and used it to stroke the veritably begging penis as she looked at the officer with a smug smile.

"You paid to bury your dick between my lips." She said. "Not for me to let you cum. That will be five hundred credits extra." The officer looked around in shock, not knowing what to do. Thankfully Choco laughed and got back on his dick, fully deepthroating the massive cock and finally letting it cum.

The salty liquid erupted from the tip, her diligent work landing her with several shots of thick cum. She continued milking the cock with her mouth, not giving the Officer a single moment to rest as she swallowed every last drop.

The officer's orgasm ended and he looked on in a daze as Choco pulled out his wallet and took out the amount he had promised her. Was that really how much credits he had spent? Seeing it all in front of him made him realize how expensive this escort had been.

'Worth it.' he thought, the emotions visible on his face. But Choco wasn't satisfied just yet, she was burning up. She needed to get that cock inside of her.

"How about a little freebie?" She teased, climbing up on the bed and lifting the hem of her dress to reveal that she wasn't wearing any panties underneath. Her pussy was dripping wet and her asshole was yearning for a large cock to fill it. Normally she would charge extra for sex but she had already overcharged the officer for the blowjob. No harm in letting him help her for free.

The man walked over to the big beauty that was Choco with renewed vigor and positioned himself behind her. But just as the cock was about to penetrate Choco's pussy and start plowing her the scene changed.

Choco was sitting in a graffitied toilet stall, browsing social media on her phone as she waited for someone to stick their cock through the glory hole to her right. She was wearing a trashy miniskirt and tube top. All of her clothes were cheaply made and her jewelry was fake, but that didn't matter when the woman they were adorning was Choco Orange.

That's when a cock was placed through the hole. It was still flaccid and somewhat average but Choco could tell that it would become something amazing once she got her hands and mouth on it. The pink tip already glistened with precum as it pushed its way out of the light sheath. Choco smiled, she didn't even have to touch anyone to get them going. Just the thought of a cheap whore like her being on the other side of the stall got her customers going.

She waited until a ten credit bill came through the opening before she walked over, placed it in her purse and started blowing the man.

While she might have forgotten her earlier actions in the hotel room, her body hadn't and her pussy and asshole still wanted to be filled. But the AI wouldn't let them. It would run Samus through a gauntlet of scenarios, letting them play out until Samus was about to fuck and then it would switch to the next. All of this was in preparation for when Samus would do it for real, and could unleash all of the pent up frustration at once.

The scenarios continued throughout the night. They not only removed Samus' sexual inhibitions, but they also made her adept at being both a classy escort and a trashy skank. She would be the hottest bitch no matter what social setting she found herself in.

The AI was content that his mistress was satisfied with this program. After all, she hadn't broken the programming like she had during her last stay.