You 'help' her with her decision...

You keep hammering away at Doe as you communicate with a member of your team, you tell them to bring two monitors to the insemination chamber. As soon as they were in the chamber, you had them both positioned in front of Doe, the left one showed an internal view of her body, specifically her uterus and Fallopian tubes, you both watched as two eggs made their way into Doe's awaiting womb, with your first load not far away.

You both watch as her eggs quickly get surrounded and then penetrated by your super virile seed. Turning on the second monitor, you make her watch as her ship is quickly hit with an EMP and disabled, your crew, protected by gas masks throw grenades containing knockout gas into the ships living quarters, the engine room and any other areas where Doe's crew might be hiding, finding them eventually in the boiler room.

You leaned over Doe and whispered in her ear.

"Well... What's your decision?"

You watch Doe bow her head and moan as the vacuum draws another load from her balls before she speaks so quietly that you can barely hear her. Lifting her head with your left hand, you ask her to repeat herself.

"F-Fuck me please... Mistress John..."

You smile as you fuck her through five more orgasms for her before you pump her already impregnated womb with another batch of your super-seed. You wait until your cock shrinks of its own accord before you release her restraints, making sure to keep a tranquilliser gun to hand. Once Doe had regained feeling in her limbs, she got down on her knees and looked up at you.

"I am yours to command Mistress John, if you need any information about my crew in terms of their sexual fetishes, please don't hesitate to ask me..."

You laugh as you call for a doctor to take Doe to a ward specifically built for people to give birth when the time came.