The first day

As the hours go by, you find yourself at the verge of insanity.

By now the nanites have finished altering your brain, your sexual drive enhanced by tenfold. I need to cum! You think over and over again. With your mittened hands, you probe around all the angles. You think, perhaps if you are lucky, you could find a way to get one of your hands to your vagina. But even then: how could you stimulate yourself?

You also feel yourself tired. Incredibly so. Whenever you had to skip a night of sleep, you used to drink coffee. But there is no way to get a cup now. Not to mention the headache caused by the withdrawal.

There are also the moments of pain that you feel, as your muscles get injured by your stance, then repaired by the nanites, locked into this perpetual cycle. This also makes you worried. Technically, if the little guys can fix your muscle strain, couldn't they do the same with your sleep deprivation? Meaning that you could be kept like this forever?

As you keep thinking like this, the door opens, the captain walking up to you with a hungry look on his face.

"How is your first day, darling?" he asks, his hands all over your body.

"Fuck you!" you say aloud. They might have been able to hijack your libido. But your free will is something much more precious to you.

SMACK!!!

"Ahhhhh!!!" you grunt as a slap lands on your crotch.

"Careful, my dear. You are talking to someone who has complete control over you," he says, as his index finger invades your pussy, going up and down inside you.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!" you exhale, due to the pleasure the movements bring to you. Your mittened hands moved again and again, you try getting them there to help. But this is entirely up to the man, who just happens to remove his finger prior the pivotal moment.

"Shit!" you swear, your hips and thighs tense from your arousal.

"If you want orgasms, you will have to work for them," the captain says. Your eyes in pursuit, you can see him leaning over one of the crates, a chastity belt (with a huge dildo and a plug!) appropriated by him.

NO-NO-NO-NO-NO!!! The thoughts zigzag in your head. But one by one your legs are raised, and the horrendous things get inserted into your openings, the entire belt locked around your hip the next second.

"Fuck!" you say as the key disappears in the captain's pocket. But deep down you know: there is nothing you can do against this cruelty.

"The belt will be kept on during your training. If you you are a good ****, this will be a short period. If not, you will be kept in it longer. You can also end up in it later, depending on how you behave on the long run," the captain says.

Your mouth opened, a ring gag is put into place. Then the cage around your neck gets unlocked, and a thick metal collar is secured around your neck, a chain already attached to it.

"Come on, you will say hi to the others," the captain says as he escorts you outside the cargo hold.

"This is Dave," you hear as the door to the kitchen opens, and you are confronted will a tall, fat, bearded person. As expected: you have to kneel down on the floor, and suck his cock, his cum landed in your mouth as you finish.

"This is Frank," you hear as the door to the engine room opens. And you have to perform the same feat as you did prior.

"This is James," you hear as the door to the cockpit opens. Things going the same direction as before.

After that, everything just blurs together, as you keep sucking the cocks of the entire crew multiple times over. It is only around midnight when the captain takes you back to your place in the cargo hold. This time you are to lie on a mattress on your stomach (finally, you can catch some sleep!), your arms, legs and neck held together by sixteen different cuffs.

"Nighty-night," the captain says, and he leaves you alone with your thoughts.

With the semen's distinct taste in your mouth, you close your eyes, as the lights automatically turn off. Tomorrow you will have a tough day ahead, that much is certain.

Question is: can you still find a way out of this mess? Or is your life forfeit by now?

TO BE CONTINUED