The African Directorate obliterates your fleet

Despair set in as you watched your fleet be obliterated by the obviously victorious Directorate, all the bombers swept away, and without their support, the entire fleet was picked apart by the superior numbers of the Africans. It was clear who was the victor, and who it was that would be getting enslaved.

It isn't long before the battle is declared over, leaving you to sit and wait for an enemy to claim you. As you ended up quite far away from the main battlefield, you realize you might have to wait a while. Sure enough, it does take a while before your fighter was opened from the outside.

When the light stopped blinding you, you saw who you guessed would be the one to claim you, a tall, redheaded African Directorate soldier looking at you with a hungry gaze, clearly noting your purple eyes and pale skin.

"Looks like I hit the jackpot, rare eye color. And I do love my pale bitches", she says as she pulls you out and you stumble a bit. It has been quite some time since your last defeat, so you might be a bit rusty on being a ****.

She wastes no time stripping you off your fighter uniform, quite simply ripping it off, much flimsier than the armor your comrades wear, as you are not meant or expected to fight and armor would likely limit your flying skills and unnecessarily weigh the fighter down. You shuddered from the sudden cold as she pushed you against your cockpit, her large dick prodding at your pussy from behind as you remember the first time you were taken.

"Now.... while I could get you pregnant already, I have a good two months to do so, and get a wonderful daughter out of it. And this tight little ass of your seems unclaimed... maybe I should be the first one to claim it?", she asks, spanking your ass as you shudder at the idea of getting fucked in the ass, feeling shame start to swell. Surely she wouldn't do something like that! It was such a rarely used loophole, and she herself said you were good for breeding!