Chapter XI.

When the fight started you were sitting in the cage, waiting for the time Master returns to you.

He was smart enough to keep the shields running at all times. Good. But wherever he was located it was not the cockpit. Which meant that shot after shot hit the vessel. Until the point when everything stopped.

And the precious air started to leave the ship's interior.

Which was obviously bad.

By the time you regained your senses, you were in a cell. Naked. Ballgagged. Your hands locked beside you to a metal belt.

You are no longer onboard the ship. That much became obvious. But somehow every part of your body wished that you were.

"We found you onboard the ship that had the statue," you tense as you can hear the voice from somewhere.

"Your master was a fool to think that someone like him could get his hands on an artifact with such value. As a consequence both you and him are going to be Mr. Konicek's slaves. Pleasuring him and our staff in whatever way you can."

"Mhhmmmm!!!" you grunt.

"Your view on the matter is irrelevant to us. As a slave you should have used to it by now."

"Mhhmmmm!!!" you grunt again.

"Your have time to prepare yourself until next morn. After that you will be expected to perform."

"Mhhmmmm!!!" you grunt. But this time there is no answer.

For a while you try to get your arms free. But what's the use? You have no choice but to realize that the less pleasurable part of your slave life has started.