She's Already Been Sold.

The space port was busy with a wide scale of ships, what was Samus' little orange craft sailing gently down amongst them. On screen, the Minosian finished with his girl, he seemed quite satisfied while she was an **** wreck. A good bunny girl would never masturbate without permission, so the video left Samus writhing in her seat and enjoying the shudders as her ship was clamped in place.

Placing one heeled foot before the other, Samus swayed happily up the docking tunnel and into the space port's main building. At the end of the tunnel a man in uniform was waiting for her. He hid nothing as he gazed up her body, drinking in her long legs, tight waist, and full slappable D sized breasts straining her little bunny top. Her spine arched, her poise perfect as her little tail twitched at the attention. It felt so good to be looked at and appreciated for the sexy bunny she was.

"Current name, Samus Aran?" The man checked a data pad, comparing her appearence to the photos within.

"Yes, handsome." Samus wanted him to look at her, not the pad, shuffling a little to make her tits sway to try and catch his attention.

"Turn around and place your hands behind your back."

She did as she was told, a small girlish gasp escaping as he tugged her arms and locked them in place with a set of handcuffs.

"Your purchase has been completed. You will now be transported to your new owner."

She squeeked as he slapped her on the ass to get her moving, holding her by the cuffs he marched her through the terminal.

She had already been sold? Someone had bought her based on the data the AI had sent ahead? The idea that she was so desirable, that she had already been claimed before even setting foot on Minos was exillerating.