Courtesan

John downright refused to choose. He argued and argued with Hex that she couldn't sell him off like a **** but to no avail. Eventually she decided to pick the offer from the IUC, the courtesan's union. It was simply worth more than the other two and Hex wasn't above picking the best offer regardless of the source.

John was delivered to a huge space station build inside a hollowed out asteroid. The dock was immense, as he exited the ship he saw hundreds of other ships docked side by side stretching out in the distance. A **** shield was shimmering, keeping the docks pressurized and behind it a busy space full of haulers and ships was visible.

The entire station seemed to be a sort of sex tourism resort, the bars had very suggestive neon signs, apparently a universal way of advertising your business's location. The giant neon dicks spurting holographic cum painted the stone and metal walls with shimmering colors.

John was covered in cloth from head to toe, like an arab woman, he was led by Hex and two security guards to the intake office, a sort of open air secured market where owners could sell males to the brothels. The women from what seemed to be over a dozen races of aliens looked him over as if he were a magical creature even though he was mostly invisible under the grey cloth. When they arrived in the sales area John was **** into a transparent booth and locked in naked.

The recruiters for the many brothels and bars were immediately interested in him because of the size of his cock, well above any other male put on sale. Repeatedly he was taken out of the booth, examined and made to be erect, John tried to refused so the security guards tied his hands behind his back and Hex jerked him off in front of everybody, they examined his cock in details, making comments about the size of his cock head, his size, his veining, John felt like a prized bull at an agricultural fair.

Eventually John got sold for an astronomical price, according to Hex anyway, to the largest brothel on the Asteroid. House of Pleasure, a huge entertainment complex with nightclubs, bars, restaurants, hotels, simulated environments and malls. House of Pleasure allowed women to rent a man from 1 hour to weeks at a time and use it for all that time as they wanted. John was given a number on his arm, like a tattoo but one that didn't hurt, then he was given a rather comfortable room and some clothes.

His first client was a call up to a VIP room with a bottle of some bubbly liquid he was supposed to deliver. They gave him a silver tray and made him wear some minuscule panties looking thing that pushed his cock and his balls up and forward. He wanted to refuse but his minder took him apart and convinced him that the only way to get out of there safely was to earn money by working the clients, he relented, to be honest John was still a little turned on even if the events made him uneasy.

When he got to the room there were three alien teenagers, they were sitting at the bar in the large suite. He brought the tray to them and he was about to put it down but they told him to hold on to it. They got on their knees in front of him to suck him off and their game was to make him hold the tray the whole time.

The three cute pink skinned aliens had many other plans for him....