Eventful, you are ambushed

"Your dripping again," you inform your new maid. She isn't really a maid; the only thing identifying her as a maid is the frilly headdress and the duster she holds in her mouth. She kneels down surprisingly quickly considering the ballet heels and arm binder. You watch as she places the duster on the ground and licks up the small puddle of her juices, as the timed vibrator in her pussy switches from high to off with a tick. It would stay turned off for several minutes before slowly starting the maddening climb back to high. Pleasuring Melodia enough to make her dripping wet but not quite enough to let her cum.

You had promised to give her an orgasm if your ship is spotless tonight. It will be: she is **** to cum. You plan to hogtie her and hang her from the ceiling at the mercy of your shock/vibrate wand, her tongue working to clean one last thing. Or perhaps not, you may leave her mouth free so she can beg, **** herself, and admit she is a bondage slut.

Said bondage slut starts to rise. "Ah, ah, ah, you missed another spot" you correct and indicate where with the toe of your boot. "I'm not sure you want to cum." It's amazing what proper motivation can do.

Your fun is interrupted by an alarm followed by the shuddering sound indicating an emergency drop out of hyperspace.

Briskly, you stride to the cockpit and slide into the pilot seat. Checking the sensor data you realize The Breaker has been caught by a gravity scoop. Gravity scoops are a way of ambushing ships; and are often used to drop merchants in the middle of a horde of pirates. But they usually aren't a threat to a ship as fast as yours. Most sensors would barely be able to detect your ship micro seconds before it skipped by at superlight speeds.

On the display you see an asteroid station, likely the anchor for the gravity scoop. It is accompanied by three heavy destroyers. Your ship is still secured by the gravity scoop, so running is impossible, and judging by the barred weapons of the nearest ship a fight would be very short. You patiently wait for the destroyer to dock.

The docking clamps send a loud bang trough out your ship. And the open a connection using universal docking protocol five. Used by pirates and law enforcement alike, it basically means "come out quietly or we won't be gentle."

You enter "what is the meaning of this?" into the empty text channel.

A curt reply pops up "in 150 secs, we come in and get you."

You look down at the brown and black jumpsuit you are wearing in topless fashion, with its sleeves tied around your waist. It's stylish and comfortable but not the outfit to greet possible enemies in. The thin, frill-lined bra and thong set you wear underneath would be even less helpful. Trying to stall you type "give me a chance to get dressed at least."

"145, come out naked if you have to. We won't mind"

Ideas thunder through your head; you construct a plan. Even if this is just a misunderstanding they probably won't just let you go. You could set The Breaker's typhoon cannons to a chaotic spread and sally forth. Booting up your Brut0X and quickly grabbing some body armor would give you enough of an edge to probably find a long range escape pod or shuttle. It would be costly, however. You would lose your ship, most of your equipment, and possibly even your brand new sex-maid.

"140"

Alternatively you could walk out as you are and try to talk your way out of this.