You spare him (POV change)

“Please let me live,” you mutter on your knees, as soon as you are dragged back to the cockpit, and the ballgag is removed from your mouth. Stark naked, the two women look at you triumphant. You are at their mercy, which is something they wholeheartedly enjoy.

“Don’t worry, we are not about to kill you,” Adelyn says with a wide smile on her face. “Elena, are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

“Precisely,” she nods.

“Will you release me?” you ask with a puzzled look. But deep down, you already know the answer.

“Why would we?” Adelyn asks. “You were about to enslave us. It is only fair if we return the favor.”

“What?” you ask.

“Now, we are thankful for letting us control of your ship,” Elena adds. “But we need a planet. Preferably one where things went the other direction.”

“What direction?” you ask hopelessly.

Elena grabs your balls, and starts squeezing them.

“The other direction,” she says.

“Helia IV... It is Helia IV,” you mutter, clenching your teeth from the pain.

Even though slavery has been long legalized in this sector, male enslavement has always been the secondary of the two. But it always existed. Wealthy women, all across the Zeta Sector, pay ridiculous sums to get the servant of their dreams. And the state delivers. Afraid of enslavement themselves, these women primarily reside in one place: Helia IV, their fortress. As a coincidence, this place also solves another problem: And that is the third type of ****.

Being full of dominant women, and their slaves, Helia IV is the perfect place for the institutionalized conversion facilities, capable of turning those men who are unworthy into sissies. No, not just turning them. Perfecting them! As these men look, aside from their bulge, like supermodels: The perfect sex slaves for those who adore them. But that is a detail you don’t want the two women to know. Except that, judging by the awe on their faces, it looks like they’ve already found out.

“You think we can turn him into a sissy?” Elena asks.

“How much we got in the safe?” Adelyn turns towards you excited.

“Please, don’t make me one of them!” you say in desperation.

Adelyn kicks you in the balls, and you quickly find yourself on the ground.

“Ten thousand talers. Even half would cover the costs,” you say once you manage to get air in your lungs.

Adelyn kicks you in the balls again.

Then it is Elena who does the same.

And you cry out in pain once more.

“That pain tolerance will need to be improved. But I’m sure we can help with that,” Adelyn says.

“So, we keep him as a male pet, or do we turn him?” Elena asks.