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 WARNING, the following is a erotic story if you for some reason, (legal, cultural, divine)is not allowed to read such filth make sure you don't get caught now or stop reading until it is safe. This story is loosely based and heavily inspired by the 90s sci-fi movie with the same name. Details may differ from the original however, besides the obvious x-rated stuff. For comments, praise, gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh or naughty suggestions; please just paste this link in your browsers address field and follow the instructions on the page that appear. http://www1.asstr.org/cgi-bin/ah_feedback.cgi?id=REFZROCBHEZXSGUZ YOIZ or send an e-mail to this address feedback.scytha@gmail.com Enjoy! Scytha ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 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.