Author: Scytha
Title: Screamers
Summary: A female trooper in the future does her part from making
mankind safe from mechanical killers.
Content: MF Oral SciFi






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Screamers

"Corporal, gather up a couple of girls and head up to gate three.
A patrol just came in and they need a few extra girls to help
with the processing."
"Yes, Sarge."
Kia put down her reader with a sigh and picked up her ZK-54. She
pointed at the two female troopers closest to her and headed out.
It was time to do her part to safeguard the human civilization.
As she quickly made her way from the security ready room to gate
three's processing area she once again, as she had done hundreds
of times before, thought about the war.
It had all started over Nucillium a compound that virtually over
night solved all mankind's energy problems and even allowed for
cheap star travel. Of course, the companies that mined it and
refined it quickly got enormously rich. Richer than most nations
which the nations naturally objected to. So they tried to
restrict the companies' influence which failed since it was the
companies that controlled all the Nucillium. Then the nations
tried to set up their own Nucillium mining operation but since
the corporations already controlled the large majority of
Nucillium sites it instead turned into a shooting war.
And here she was, another alliance grunt fighting against the
forces of the Economic Conglomerate.

"I was told to report here to help process a patrol." Kia told
the Officer of the Gate after she located him among the hustle
and bustle of the entrance chamber for gate three.
"Yeah, a long range patrol came a little while ago. We where
expecting them but hard luck would have them come in just as most
of my girls are busy processing a thirty head strong construction
team. Add to that the regular traffic in and out of lookouts,
sentries and couriers that have priority and you can understand
that we're a bit swamped at the moment." The OG explained to Kia
at the same time he somehow manage to keep track of the seemingly
chaos of the entrance hall.
"We had no choice to bring up extra help to deal with the patrol.
They've already been waiting for about twenty minutes so we need
to get them processed ASAP, Corporal."
"I understand, sir. Where are they now?"
"They're already waiting in processing room number five. Remember
to stow your weapons in the locker before entering the room,
Corporal."
"I'll make sure of it, sir." Kia gave the OG a salute and
motioned to the two privates to follow to processing room five.

Processing all personal coming in from the outside had become a
necessary and vital practice to prevent infiltrating terror bots
from gaining access to all the bases and bunkers the army
occupied.
Because the Economic Conglomerate had controlled most of the
Nulcillium sites at the start of the war, the alliance had not
been able to transport as many troops to the contested moons as
the Economic Conglomerate. Instead, they had come up with a
simple and completely autonomous weapon system in the form of an
artificial intelligent controlled mobile blade. The first ones
were just burrowing buzz saws that were just smart enough to
attack anything that moved. So they were easily countered by both
sides but they still proved to be enough of a bother to even the
sides a bit.
However, some scientists had come up with the smart or really
dumb, depending of your view, idea of making the buzz saws
capable of replicating themselves out of whatever raw materials
they could scavenge. Which made perfect sense since it would mean
you'd never need to resupply the moons with new buzz saws.
Unfortunately, they also made the buzz saws capable of evolving
since they had figured that it would allow the buzz saws to
counter any defenses the enemy might come up with.
Evolve they did, becoming more and more advanced until they there
existed a whole ranged of specialized autonomous blades,
including human like androids and all with only one mission, to
kill all humans. The original buzz saws had the order to kill the
foe hard wired in to them but as they evolved, the rest of their
programming became corrupted and they stopped distinguishing
between friend and foe, starting to attack both sides in equal
measure.
By now the buzz saw infestation had led to an uneasy ceasefire
between the two sides as both sides were forced to cooperate to
counter the buzz saw threat. Still the war was not over and
skirmishes between both sides still happened now and then. But
these days both sides had retreated to large heavily fortified
positions that protected the vital Nulcillium plants while the
area in between was controlled by the buzz saws.
The main threat now came from infiltration by very life like
android buzz saws.

Kia placed her ZK-54 and side arm in the weapons locker outside
processing room five and then made sure the two troopers did the
same with all their weapons.
"You've both done this a couple of times now so you know the
drill." She said knowing that the two troopers were still
relatively fresh from earth. They sullenly nodded, not at all
happy with their upcoming duty. Not that Kia could blame them
really.
She led them into the processing room. The bleak long room
contained ten cubicles along each wall. Fourteen of the cubicles
held a member of the long range patrol waiting to be processed.
Kia noticed that a couple of cubicles indicated that some other
guards had already started processing. She made sure the two
troopers she had brought with her entered a cubicle each before
she herself went into one.
The inside of the cubicle was cramped only about four by three
feet. Opposite the door, bolted into the wall, stood a high
backed chair with heavy restraints attached to it. The cubicle
walls were covered with posters and pictures of porn. You could
see everything from sexy pin-ups, and cum splattered faces to
extreme gangbangs. The female guards had put it all up to help
facilitate the processing.
In the chair sat a male trooper still in the dirty clothes he had
worn during the patrol. His ankles were secured to the chair by
manacles made of titanium. Bands of the same material restrained
his chest and head to the chair. His left hand was cuffed to the
armrest but his right had a little freedom of mobility thanks to
it being cuffed to a short chain.
With his pants around his knees he used that mobility to slowly
stroke his hard cock.
"I see you warmed up your little fellow for me. That's mighty
nice of you."
"Honey, I just wanted to get him ready for your sweet little
mouth."
Kia punched a code into a keypad locking the door before for
pressing a button the reeled in the chain on the right cuff,
securing his right hand to the armrest.
Kneeling down between his knees, she took over his job stroking
the cock.
"So how long have you been out?"
"Ten days, babe. It was cold and scary but the thought of the
warm welcome one of you girls would give me when we came back
made it all worth while."
Kia gave him a welcoming smile but in reality she was a bit
dismayed at the news. Ten days on patrol meant that the men would
be pretty ripe by now and they would not have had any chance to
wash before processing. So it seemed that she was in for a
particularly flavoured processing. Fortunately, long range
patrols was so dangerous that the few and far between. Most
patrols were only out for two, three days at the most and she had
blown dates back on Earth that had kept that standard of
cleanliness.
Still, Kia knew of female guards who restricted themselves to
handjobs during processing but she and the majority of the female
guards could not see the point in that since they all had to take
the cock in the mouth for the climax anyhow. It was the only way
they could distinguish an infiltrating buzz saw from a real
human.
When the armies on both sides retreated back into fortified
position the only way the buzz saws could get to the humans was
either through massive wave attacks that very seldom had any
success but which still were a frequent occurrence or by
infiltration. At first the infiltrating buzz saws was crude and
easy to spot but through a Darwinian process they became more and
more sophisticated. Soon they looked and acted just like humans
so the only way to spot one was to see if they could bleed so the
buzz saws learned to bleed. Then it was only possible to spot one
using x-rays and scanners but the buzz saws learned to fool the
x-rays and scanners. That was when a wise guy came up with the
idea that while the buzz saws could look like humans they could
not perform the same functions humans could. So soon the only way
to spot a buzz saw was to see if it was impotent or if female had
a dry pussy. Of course, the buzz saw quickly manage to build
models that could look, act, bleed and fuck like a normal human.
However, there was one thing they had not been able to imitate
and still failed to do. That was to make synthetic semen that
tasted like the real thing.

Kia made a face when she took the strong flavoured cock in her
mouth but she pushed the distraction to the back of her mind. She
had a job to do and that was to make the cock shoot off in her
mouth so she could taste his cum and determine if the trooper in
the chair was the real thing or a soulless killing machine.
She sucked and licked the head and she reached down and opened
her combat vest before pulling her t-shirt up over her bra less
tits. Just like the porn on the wall, Kia knew that by letting
the trooper see her tits she would facilitate the processing.
That is it would probably make him cum faster. She did not really
have to show him her tits, just as she really did not have to
suck him off when she just had to jerk him off into her mouth.
But the large majority of the female guards did the processing
topless, just as most got the men off by fellatio. It was simply
faster to do it that way.

Kia began moving her mouth up and down the trooper's cock, taking
it as far back in her mouth she could with each downward stroke.
But never letting it down her throat. Even if she could deep
throat Kia had been warned never to do that during processing for
the simple reason that she did not have taste buds in her throat.

She still, even after serving for several years, found it funny
that someone had put so much thought on how to suck cock. But
someone not only had done that but they also made sure they
taught it to all the new female soldier during a special
orientation course when they arrived from earth.

Kia still remembered her orientation course as a surreal
experience. First they had received a lecture on the buzz saw
situation and their evolution until there was only one rather
peculiar way to spot an infiltrating buzz saw. Then they had been
told that since the society still was predominately heterosexual
it would be their job to do the spotting. While their minds had
still been reeling with that piece of news, they had followed
their female instructor up to a processing room and watched her
process an incoming trooper. Kia now knew that the demonstration
had been staged by security reasons. Then it had just felt very
odd watching their topless instructor sucking off a trooper who
was strapped to a chair.
The rest of the course had been dedicated to make sure the
newbie's could spot a fake trooper and make them accept what the
new part of their duty would be.
All the female rookies in the course had been required to suck
off ten men so that they became familiar with what sperm tasted
like. Of course, they did not have to blow the men. They were
simply required to get them off so they could cum in the girls'
mouths but in reality, it was all done by sucking cock. Needless
to say the orientation courses never had any lack of male
volunteers to help out.
However, the focus of the course was to familiarize the female
troopers with the taste of semen and no one care how that was
accomplished. All that mattered were knowing that taste.
Kia still remembered the mantra her instructor had chanted every
time she had been sitting with a mouthful of cum waiting for the
order to spit or swallow.
"Feel the taste, know the taste, savour the taste, and remember
the taste. I don't care if you like the taste but you will learn
the taste." Her instructor had told them over and over again.
After the course they had been tested. They had to pick out the
glass of fake cum of a buzz saw from five glasses of fresh cum at
two different times. Anyone that failed had to redo the course,
which meant sucking off another ten volunteers and then succeed
on a new test before they was allowed on active duty. Almost all
female recruits from earth needed to take the test two or three
times before the passed it, Kia herself had needed three tries,
which meant that no female trooper got active duty without having
sucked off on average about thirty different men though that was
nothing compared to the number of blowjobs a regular female
trooper performed during a single tour of duty.

"Oh man, this is so great. Almost makes serving in this shit hole
worthwhile." The trooper fidgeted in the chair as she sucked him.
She had been told by male buddies that being tied up in the chair
without any control, made the blowjobs they got feel even better
even though it was torture not being able to participate.
"Come on, suck my balls too."
Kia pulled the cock out of her and lowered her head so she could
lick on his ball sack. She did not mind carrying out reasonable
requests. As long as it would not actively hold off the climax or
she found it offensive, she did what was asked of her. She was
already sucking them off so it was not as if it would make them
lose their respect for her or make her lose her own self-esteem.
Besides it was a way of showing some appreciation for the guys
going outside and facing the largest risks from the buzz saws.
Of course, carrying out any requests was the only special
treatment they received. She was there to do a job and sample
their sperm to make sure they were not a buzz saw infiltrator.
She sucked cock to do that but just to get the guys off.

After licking on his balls and sucking gentle on each testicle
for awhile, Kia went back to sucking the cock. Being out ten days
on patrol showed on the trooper's stamina and it was not long
before he was close to the brink.
"Fuck, I'm cumming." He groaned just seconds before his cock
erupted. The male troopers were required to announce their
imminent climax so that the female guard processing them was
prepared to sample their sperm. However, the requirement was not
enforced so not all troopers did it and so female troopers
quickly became experts at reading the subtle signs the body gave
as warnings. Hence Kia had known the trooper was about to cum
even before he said it and was prepared for it so she could do
the job she was there to do.
She held just his cock head in her mouth using her tongue on the
head to urge him on while jerking the rest of him off with his
hands. He pumped four long streams into her mouth and she held it
there while the head twitching squeezed out the last drops of his
load. Carefully she pulled the head out, cautious so she did not
spill anything from her lips. Slowly she moved her tongue around
the warm thick goo filling her mouth, assessing the taste. The
familiar salty, slightly sweet flavour made it obvious to Kia
that she had just sucked off a hot blooded human man.
Flicking her head back, she swallowed the load in her mouth in
one quick gulp. The processing cubicles were designed to allow
the processing to take place in a secure and private environment.
No thought had gone to include a sink or spittoon for the women
to spit out the sperm afterwards and because so security reasons
the women doing the processing was not allowed to bring anything
into the cubicle, not even a towel. So the second thing newly
arrived female troopers learned after what semen tasted like, was
to swallow it. They simply did not have any other option unless
they wanted to spit on the floor. That was not something any of
the women wanted to do since during hectic periods no one had
time to clean out the cubicles between processing sessions and no
one wanted to have to kneel down on a floor sticky with cum.
"That was on hot load of man-juice. You're cleared." Kia told the
trooper in the chair as she got up.
"You sure about that? You don't think you better make sure and
give me another one?" he suggested with a cocky grin. Kia
chuckled at his flirting.
"Sorry big boy. Only one per customer. That's the policy."
"Yeah, can't you make an exception for me. I'm the prince of your
dreams, ain't I."
"I don't know about that." Kia laughed. "But even if you were,
you still would not get another suck. But tell you what; if you'd
like, come look me up later. I got other holes where you can
stick that bone."
"Maybe I will."
Kia exited the cubicle and after closing the door punched in the
code in the keypad outside clearing the human trooper from any
suspicions of being a buzz saw. As she did she wondered if the
trooper really would look her up. The selection of entertainments
that was available this far from earth was not large and sex was
and had always been both fun and in unlimited supply so it was no
wonder that it was one of the top favourite past time for the
soldiers.
That Kia had not seen the trooper before now did not bother her.
When you could be dead the next day long-term relationships lost
their allure. Instead, you went for buddy sex or one night stands
with strangers just so you could feel alive even if just for the
moment. Therefore Kia kind of hoped the trooper would help her
feel alive later.

Looking around she saw that they were about half way done
processing the patrol. She picked up a squeeze bottle from a
holder on the wall and took a mouthful of its contents. It was
lemonade, actually tasting of sweet and sour lemons. She rinsed
her mouth, washing away the taste of cum before swallowing. On
earth gourmets use lemon sorbet to clear their pallet so they
could accurately judge the qualities of food. Here the female
troopers did the same with lemonade but their judgement was a
matter of life and death.
After taking a short breather and another sip from the bottle,
Kia put it back in its holder before going into an unoccupied
cubicle.

On the chair inside the cubicle sat a sergeant firmly secured
with his pants around his ankles. His soft cock hung limp against
his thigh, just as his head hung down against his chest.
He snored softly as Kia carefully knelt before him and gently
took hold of his soft cock.
She knew how exhausting the patrol must have been and did not
really want to wake him. But knowing that she had no choice but
to wake him, she was determined to make waking as pleasant as
possible. Pulling back the foreskin she lifted the cock to her
lips and put the head in her mouth. She sucked and licked gently
on it as she softly stroked the shaft with just two fingers.
He had become hard and she was already slowly bobbing her head up
and down his cock before he woke up.
"Oh it's you." He said groggily. Kia was pretty sure she had
never met the sergeant before so she assumed he referred to the
female trooper doing the processing.
"I'm sorry to woken you but you know I have to make you cum."
"Yeah, and don't think I don't appreciate the sort of welcome the
processing gives us. It's just that the patrol was really taxing
and right now I'd just like to sleep knowing that I'm in a safe
place again. You girls have no idea how lucky you are, not having
any duties outside."
"Well, I guess this can be quite relaxing too." Kia told him and
put him back in her mouth.
As she resumed sucking on the cock, she thought about what the
sergeant had said.

The very life like infiltrator models the buzz saws could produce
had actually caused a gender-divided division of labour for the
first time in centuries. Early in the war, the dangers had been
shared equal between male and female soldiers and so it had
continued all the way up until the buzz saws managed to produce
infiltrators with functioning sexual organs. Before the
infiltrators had looked the part but male models had been
impotent and female models had been dry as paper. Kia had heard
stories from some of the old veterans how troopers coming back
from a patrol had to rub themselves before an officer came around
checking for hard-ons among the men and sticking a finger up the
women to check that they had juiced up nicely.
However, once the infiltrator models worked properly in that
fashion to they humans had only the current processing process to
fall back to.
While the human tongue was sensitive enough to distinguish
between real semen and synthetic semen produced by the Buzz saws,
there did not seem to be any similar way to distinguish between
female juices and synthetic juices. Maybe female juices were
easier to copy than sperm or if they were just too diverse to
separate from different individuals. The result was that the only
way humans had left to distinguish a real woman from an
infiltrating buzz saw was through surgery. Even if it was
occasionally done on both men and women to determine who was
human and who was not, surgery really was not something you
wanted to do unless it was absolutely necessary.

As a consequence women was restricted to duties inside the
bunkers and forts particularly the processing of male troopers on
duty outside, since it was simply to much of a risk to allow them
outside and the possibility of them being replaced by a
infiltrating buzz saw.
They even managed to construct a special tamper proof coffin in
which female troopers were transported in during transfers
between different bunkers and forts.
Of course, those coffin rides was not with out their risks. If a
female trooper for some reason had to exit her coffin outside it
was unlikely that she would be allowed back inside and all female
troopers had heard about the horror stories where a shipment
coffins had been opened at their destination just for the
troopers to find that the bunker had already been overrun by buzz
saws.

Still Kia knew of some female troopers that resented being stuck
inside, not to mention being responsible for the processing. On
the other hand, while the female troopers duties was not without
risk the attrition rate for male troopers was twice as high as it
was for female troopers.
Kia herself did not mind sucking some cock if it meant she would
have a twice the chance of surviving her tour of duty.
Not that cock sucking did have its own drawbacks. It was
especially difficult to explain once you started to suck cock why
you would mind to continue sucking cock, even with the necessity
of the processing to fall back to. That problem was particularly
common at minor outposts with only smaller continents of
soldiers. They often lacked all but the very basic entertainment
for the off duty troopers, forcing them to fall back on their own
amusements. While sex was something the female troopers still
controlled, once they started to suck cock out of duty not just
for fun and showed they regarded it as just another chore it
became hard to justify why they could not carry on with the cock
sucking to raise moral.
Kia had once served two months at a small observation bunker with
only a couple of platoons as its complement. During those two
months she had sucked a lot of cock, of which only a fraction had
been due to processing needs. Nonetheless, she had just done what
she had to do to get through the day without any complaining and
in the end the cock sucking had given her something to do to kill
time while she had served at the post.
Besides she frequently sucked more cock a day while serving as
part of the gate guard of the day for the main gate of a major
base even on a slow day than she had in one day at that post,
though on the other hand those were all in the line of duty so to
speak.

Kia sucked the sergeant's cock in a monotonous fashion. She
pumped the upper half in and out of her mouth while stroking the
lower half with her hands in time with her lips and teasing the
head with her tongue. It was nothing more than a sort of oral
masturbation. The only changes to the technique were when she
carried out the occasional request.
It did not mean it was a bad blowjob, most men she sucked came
quickly enough. Or that she was a bad cock sucker, most dates she
had gone down on, both before and after joining up said she was
quite skilled. Though these days she only went down on dates
reluctantly, she rather left that to the processing and much more
preferred them to use other holes.
It was just that it was just all routine the cock sucking she did
during the processing. For her it was simply dull work.
Back on earth Kia had enjoyed sucking cock and she had received
great satisfaction from going down on her dates. She had loved to
come up with and use all sorts of fancy methods to tease and
torment her partners and prolong their pleasure. She had
cherished the feeling of control she had felt when she made her
partners beg for release, knowing that it was hers to grant or
withhold.
Of course, there was not much left of any feeling of control when
the guy you sucked was tied up in a chair and the only reason you
were going down on him was to make him cum as fast as possible.
Kia did not even think of what she did as sex any more. After she
first had arrived as a replacement she had felt self-conscious
and even a bit dirty about having to suck cock and let men come
in her mouth as part of her duties. Now it was second nature to
her so that she rarely reflected over what she did. Cock sucking
was just part of average day life for her, no different and just
as dull as kitchen duty or policing the barracks.
She could not even enjoy herself by rubbing her pussy like she
often had done while going down on a date back on earth. That was
something that was strictly forbidden for the female troopers
doing the processing and understandably so considering that the
man they were sucking might not be a man at all but a lethal
killing machine. They were required to keep their whole attention
on the trooper in the chair during processing, for their own
safety.

When the sergeant came after a few minutes, Kia used the same
method as earlier of keeping only the head in her moth while
jerking him off with her hands.
While she had enjoyed sucking cock back on earth she had never
particularly liked the taste of semen. She had only allowed her
dates back on earth to finish in her mouth if she had been very
drunk or very in love, instead preferring to let them shoot their
load on her face or tits. Of course, that was not an option here.
Still, she had taken her instructor's advice to hearth that she
did not have to like the taste only learn it. Now days she
sampled and drank the sperm in her mouth almost reflectively,
though the faces she made each time was not out of delight.

The sergeant pumped four large streams filling her mouth and the
continued to shoot three more. Despite her best efforts Kia could
feel cum escaping through her lips but at that moment she was
more concerned with it not shooting out of her nose. She almost
choked on the large amount of sperm she had to swallow when he
was done.
She wiped him off with her hands before slowing rising with an
impressed look in her eyes.
"That was one big load, Sarge. But it was the real thing so
you're the real deal." Kia said and wiped off the excessive cum
from her chin with the back off her hand.
The sergeant only shrugged at the news and tucked his head to his
chest. Kia looked at him for a second before turning around
without another word, letting the exhausted NCO go back to his
napping.

Outside she saw that it was only a few more men of the patrol
left to be processed. So after rinsing her mouth with some more
lemonade, she went into her next cubicle.
Another trooper was sitting secured in another chairs but Kia did
not look at him, just the semi hard cock jutting out between his
legs.
"Hi there. We'll get this done in no time and then you can get on
with your life." She said as she doubled checked that he was
firmly secured.
"So was it rough out there?" Kia asked as she knelt down between
his knees.
"I guess so." The trooper replied.
"Not the talkative type, are we? Don't worry I'll just stuff your
cock in my mouth and shut up." Kia told him and let action follow
her words.

She had been sucking him for about a minute when she noticed that
her mouth was starting to get tired. This was her third blowjob
in short order so it was just expected that her jaws would be
getting a bite sore by now. Kia decided that they need some rest
so she would have to take care of this fellow in a different way.
After pulling him out of her mouth, Kia spat on the palm of her
right hand and rubbed out the spit between her breasts.
Leaning forward she pressed his cock between her tits and her
tits into his groin. Pushing her globes together, Kia bent her
head down so she could put most of the cock head back in her
head.
Thus set, she started to wank the cock with short strokes with
her tits while teasing the tip of the cock with her tongue. She
knew her neck would get tired after only a few minutes in this
position but by then her jaws would rested enough for her to
continue sucking him off. Kia was just glad her tits was big
enough for her to do it like this since just giving a bloke a
hand job was not nearly as efficient.
She jerked him off with her breasts for a couple of minutes
before she resumed blowing him. About a minute later he pumped a
load in her mouth and Kia noticed at once that it tasted odd.
The sperm was a bit more salty than normal and it had a slightly
oily feel. But the most striking in her mind was that it did not
taste half bad. She actually kind of liked it.
That did not make her feel better about the fact that the thing
that had just filled her mouth with some sort of fake semen was
an extremely dangerous mechanical killing instrument.
Kia nonchalantly spat the fake cum on the floor, not wanting to
swallow it in case it was toxic or poisonous.
"That's it then. You're done and I'll get someone to get you out
in a moment," Kia lied as she stood up. One of the reasons the
female troopers doing the processing never released the men in
the cubicles was so that infiltrating buzz saws would have no
idea if they was discovered or not when they had stay locked up
in the chair.
Kia hoped she did not look nervous as she left the cubicle with
the buzz saw. Once outside she immediately locked the door and
armed the chair. Now if the chair's internal sensors noticed that
its occupant did anything to tri to get loose, it would send
90.000 volts through its body completely frying the occupant.
Arming the chair had also notified security control that she had
spotted a suspected buzz saw and already she could hear
additional security response teams rushing towards the processing
room.
They would further secure the room and the cubicle then wait for
the rest of the processing to be completed so the room could be
evacuated before they dealt with the suspected infiltrator.
Once they were ready they would confront the suspected buzz saw
with the fact that they believed he was a machine and give him
the choice of prove his innocence through surgery. If he took
that choice they could then put him in a secure cage without
needing to release him from the chair before unbolting the chair
from the wall. The cage would the be taken to a secure surgical
theatre where a doctor remotely could cut the suspected buzz saw
open and see what his insides was made of, steel or flesh.
If the suspected buzz saw at any time during the process did
anything to try to get free or did not take the option of
surgery, which surprisingly few buzz saws did, the whole
procedure had built in fail-safes that would instantly terminate
the suspected infiltrator.

Still, the suspected buzz saw was no longer Kia's problem. Her
main concerned was to help process the few remaining members of
the patrol so that the security teams could deal with the buzz
saw without any distractions.
Rinsing her mouth thoroughly with lemonade, Kia could not help to
feel sad about the trooper that had died so the infiltrating buzz
saw could take his place. Though she was not surprised that it
had managed to slip into the patrol. Alliance engineers estimated
that the buzz saws now could make an identical copy of a person
in just over four hours.
Of course, the human troops was already acting after the
assumption the time did not matter and so anyone who went outside
and out of sight of the bunkers even for a moment had to be
processed before being let back inside.

As Kia knelt down and started to suck the cock of last member of
the patrol she would processes, she reflected on how geared the
security was on detecting infiltrating buzz saws, making it easy
for human infiltrators to get in.
She had heard of several occasions when spies from both sides had
stolen valuable information. They sure would not get caught
during the processing since they would taste right for the female
troopers on both sides doing the processing.
However, while the top brass might worry about human spies, Kia
could not careless. For her as for many troopers that had joined
up after the buzz saws became such a big threat, the real enemy
was the buzz saws.
Kia had once even helped process an enemy delegation visiting for
some sort of negotiation. She had not acted any different at
having to suck the cock of some human enemies. Except maybe to
pulling out all stops to give them the best blowjobs they ever
had. Just so that they went back knowing just how much better
cock suckers the female Alliance troopers were compared to the
sluts on their own side.