Run Away!

Now is your chance! Reminding yourself that she isn't your Tracie, you fight the compulsion to help her and instead turn around and run.

"You coward!" you hear her yell in your direction. Without looking back, you race back to the maintenance hatch you passed earlier. The sounds of personal combat fade into the distance as you leave zh'Thracia to the mercy of her attackers.

There's the maintenance hatch! Quickly, you duck inside and scramble up the Jeffries tube. At the top of the tube, you pull yourself up into the relative safety of the crawlspace between the decks. Time to plan your next move, but first you need to figure out why your crotch feels do uncomfortably tight. Sitting up in the tight confines of the crawlspace, you pull down your pants to reveal a metal cage around your cock.

"What the fuck?" you whisper to yourself, though with what you've seen already you're not entirely surprised. You suddenly feel an urgent need to take it off, especially since you never consented to wearing it in the first place. On closer inspection, you see there's an electronic lock on the side. Looking around at the wires and conduits in The crawlspace, you get an idea. Maybe you could short out the lock with one of these power cables and get this cage off your cock. On the other hand, you could just end up frying your dick off if you're not careful.