Of course not

Once you land on the planet, you immediately head to the **** Registry. Elena leads you through the street like a pet, only dressed by your restraints. There is little you could do of course, aside from feeling sorry for yourself, and endlessly looping through the famous what-could-I-have-done in your head. Twenty minutes later, you arrive to the registry. But there is still a long line ahead of you.

“Hmm, a female pair,” the receptionist smiles, and hands Elena a holo-brochure with all the **** outfits that are available. You expect her to choose quickly, but she proves to be a picky one, and it takes quite some time for her to make the selection. She issues you a thick **** collar, a fist sized ballgag, a set of straps to connect your wrists at the front and your elbows behind you, a small and elegant pair of **** mittens, and a pair of seven inch **** ballet boots with a ten centimeter chain. All of them gray in color. As additional accessories, she gets you a blindfold, latex panties, plus all sorts of dildos and vibrators. You also receive a ridiculously small cage. With three giant dildos.

You look at her fearfully, as you know what it is to come. You also note that there will be no bra to cover your breasts, and that the panties were chosen as an additional accessory item. Which means that for the rest of your life, you will be dressed by nothing but your bondage.

A moment later the receptionist hands out your contract. Elena signs it with a wide smile on her face. Then it is handed to you, and she frees your right hand from its bondage. You choose to sign it immediately. You are convinced: You would have been **** to do it anyways.

“Good pet,” Elena says.

You are led to the other side of the hall, to a room at the side of the complex “Equipment Ground”, which acts as a staging area of sorts. You are escorted in line with the other slaves, and a pair of workers start to expertly put you into your items. Your old gag is replaced by a gray one at the size of your fist. Your old mittens are removed and you receive even tighter ones. Your wrists are strapped together on the sides to keep them in front of you, and you receive an additional strap to keep your elbows behind you. Your old collar is replaced, and you receive fifty centimeters leash. Then the cuffs around your ankle are replaced by the **** ballet boots, connected by a ten centimeter chain.

Elena gives you a huge slap on your ass, and she escorts you to your cage. Due to its small size – around fifty centimeters high, and one meter in length – you shudder from the thought of being kept inside it. There is also the case of the three giant dildos, which makes you weary, but also excited. Thanks to Elena’s additional slap on your ass however, you cautiously get on your knees, and crawl into your new confinement. The two giant dildos are pushed inside you on the rear. Then your gag is removed and the third dildo gets inserted in your mouth. With cage being locked shut in front of you.

To your surprise, the cage is soon covered with a blanket. Someone raises you from the ground – you doubt it is Elena –, then you are carried for a while, and eventually you are put inside a shuttle. You are driven around for some time. Meanwhile, you desperately move your hips around the dildos. But there is not enough room for any meaningful movement.

Finally, you arrive, and the blanket is removed from your cage. You see Elena standing in front of you triumphant. Then your look is diverted down, as she presses her feet to your face.

“Despite our efforts, or more like my efforts, the Gneisenau is fine as it is. Nevertheless this Mistress planet got my attention so I will live here a while,” she explains. “I’ve rented out this apartment, for a year for now. In that time I will be training you as my pet.”

She removes her leg from your face, then she pushes one of her heels on your back between the fourth and fifth ribs.

“MMMMM!!!” you protest.

“Guess you need more training for that,” she says. She gives you a couple good pushes, then she puts her leg back on the floor.

Despite that, you feel like there is still some discussing to do. You start to saying “MMMMM!!!” as a form of protest, and you keep doing it until you finally get her attention.

“Yes, pet?” she frowns, and proceeds to remove the dildo from your mouth.

“Elena, why are you doing this?” you ask.

She spits on the face.

“Now how in the name of fuck does the **** demand an answer from her Mistress?!” she raises her voice. “You were lucky, because you have rich parents, and you could steal their money, and buy yourself a ship. And I felt lucky, because I could leave home, but then you continued to hammer us to the ground with these fucking decisions of yours. Oh, we gonna stop at Ranak, and get some diamonds, cuz’ it’s easy. Oh we fucked up. How come? Oh, we gonna get to Jennaha and steal some ore, cuz’ it’s easy. Oh we fucked up. How come? You even fucked up here, and then when we finally turned things around, you wanted to get back, because you cannot handle failure. But you know what? Even if you chose to go forward with this, you would have fucked up anyhow. I would have followed you, I would have done my best, and you would have fucked up anyhow.”

“I just-,” you want to speak, but she interrupts you by spitting on your face again.

“I don’t care what you want. You are a piece of shit. Lucky for you, I find you fascinating in a way. So I think we can still find some use for you.”

“Wha-?” you really want to speak this time, but she slides back the dildo in your mouth. After that, she simply walks back to her room.

You look at her door with wide eyes. She just confessed that she likes you. On the other hand you just lost your freedom. There is no guarantee that she is willing to set you free once you cease to be entertaining enough. Which means that you would just get sold again. And again. Until you die in slavery.

You start to struggle against your restraints. This won’t be the end of you. No matter Elena fancies you or not. You wiggle your wrists left and right in the cuffs, rocking the cage with your movements. You continue until Elena gets out of her room. Then you stop and start contemplating your actions.

“Hold still,” she says.

You feel an injection pressed to your thigh. You give her a worried look, and watch her as she tosses the needle to the garbage bin, then walks back, and crouches down in front of you.

“I gave you your nanite injection. They will keep repairing the effects the restraints have on your body. They won’t be much use for else though.”

“MMMmm!!!” you protest.

“Yes, I know, you have your fucking ego,” Elena adds. “You enjoy things like this, and yet you try having your precious freedom. But I don’t care. So you can be locked up here, and struggle all you want. I don’t even have to let you out of here. Ever. Which means that this ego of yours will be removed, and then we can finally enjoy things for once,” she spits on your face, then she returns to her room.

“MMMmm!!!” you protest.

You start struggling against your bonds again. You continue until you are unable to move your muscles. Then you wait until you can move again, and you continue to struggle. You keep doing it until you pass out from the exhaustion.