Nope!

“Next,” you hear the receptionist say. And the line moves a bit.

It only took about two weeks for Denek and the crew to break you. This, before your venture, you would consider an achievement. But in actuality all three of you were kinky as fuck from the start. And as soon as you got comfortable with being confronted with this sort of intimacy… You just started to roll with it.

Right now you are standing in line at the reception of a **** processing facility, just so you could sign a contract. This at the present can count as nothing but a token - after all, you are still in the pirate life! -, but you (the all three of you) and Denek rationed that this sort of bond would make you accept your new selves easier. Not to mention the fact that from now on keeping you, selling you, and just merely advertising you will be a lot more easier.

As you get to the desk, continuously groped by the crew and smiling through your ballgag, you are the one who gets to sign the contract first, your left hand promptly unlocked from the inverted V, and then re-locked seconds later. Next, it is Bastila who signs the contract, giggling as she does it. Then it is finally Mission, who signs it so quickly you barely recognize the sounds.

“Good sluts,” Denek says, and you feel a strong slap landing on your bare ass. “How about a gangbang to celebrate?” he asks, as you are stood in line, and started to get escorted back to the ship through your leashes.

“Mhmm…” all three of you nod.

“That’s what I like to hear!” he says, and he inserts his index finger inside you, moving it up and down as you keep tiptoeing forward.

BAD END: PIRATE PLAYTHINGS