You accept

You kneel down on the sand, and you start kissing the woman's boot.

Deep down you always wanted to do this. You don't want to be a **** for the rest of your life. True. But survival on this planet is next to impossible. And even if you are to become a **** for some time, you might still be able to escape in the future.

"Undress," the woman says.

You stop for a second, weighing your options. But you already came this far. So why not just obey her?

You start by unzipping the upper portion of your flight suit. A bit shy, as you do not wear a bra, you slip it down from your shoulders. The woman smiles. And you blush. You slip the flight suit down your waist, letting it slip to your boots, and you proceed to remove them also. After that your panties are next, your bare form now unveiled before her.

"You are pretty," she says. And you can feel a spark of joy. "That means I will be able to sell you for a good price, even if it turns out that you cannot be of actual use."

Unsure what to say, you just stand there. Your bare feet getting hot on the sand. The woman slips out a pair of cuffs from between her breasts, and she proceeds to secure your wrists in front of you.

"After me," she says, the chains between the cuffs held firmly in her hand.

You nod, and you head after her. Realizing that there was a speeder in front of you the whole time, its color matching the sand.

You hop on the speeder, and you ride on it for hours. Seemingly to the middle of nowhere. Then at one point you find a metal rod placed in the sand. The woman stops the speeder, and yanks on it, a hatch opened automatically as a consequence.

"First, I climb down. Then you are next," she says.

You nod. The woman quickly going under. For a moment, you find yourself wondering: Was this really a good idea? But by now the dice has been cast.

"Come on now," she says.

Obedient, you nod, and with your cuffed hands, you embark on the arduous task of climbing down the ladder. When you reach its end, you turn around. What you see is a cozy apartment, with grey walls and metallic furniture. Of course: there is another room with a cage in it, the room itself small and isolated.

"Lets introduce you to your gear, shall we?" the woman asks. The chain grabbed between your wrists, you are escorted to the small room.

Then you stop motionless, as you find yourself in front of a pet suit, placed next to the cage. It is black in color, intended to cover your body head to toe. The arms end in mittens, making escape impossible. But what scares you the most is the hood on the head portion, intended to cover your eyes. If you are to wear this outfit for a long time, that is the equivalent of being blinded.

"What?" the woman asks. "You thought slaves on Alescia merely choose to remain as such?"

Hearing the sentence you gulp. But deep down you know that you do not have a choice here. You are stepped into the suit legs first, your hands still cuffed together, and you already have to drop on your knees, thanks to the ridiculous heels it has. Next, the suit's mask is placed on you, the blindfold portion covering your vision, its built-in ballgag inserted in your mouth. Your hands are freed only then, placed inside the bondage mittens. After that a series of straps between your thighs and lover legs are fastened, followed by the zipper pulled up from the bottom of your hips to almost to the top of your neck.

"And now the nanites," the woman says, and at a sudden, a needle is pressed inside your neck, containing numerous tiny robots intended to repair damage and increase sexual stimulus.

"And now this," you hear next. You recognize something tube-like affixed between your legs. Something with a round head. Then it all comes together, as you hear the push of a button, and the ripples start going through your body.

"Mhmmm!!" you groan, biting on your ballgag.

"Come on now!" you can hear, and your leash tugged, you are **** to follow. You recognize something metallic opened. The cage. Then you are ushered between the bars, the door promptly locked in front of you.

"I will leave you like this until tomorrow," the woman says. "Have fun!"

You can hear a set of footsteps fainted, then the door closes. And with it, you are trapped. Enduring the sensations.

"Mhmmm!!"

"Mhmmm!!"

"Mhmmm!!"

At one point the vibrations stop, and you are able to get back to your senses. For some time, you try to get out of the suit. But it is impossible. Finally, you curl up in the cage like an animal, and try to get some sleep, hoping that tomorrow would bring something better.