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Slowly you start regaining your consciousness. While your eyes are still trying to focus, you stand up and get a chilly feeling. Once your eyes are focused you look down and notice that all your clothes are gone. You are back at the same spot where you got knocked out, but your clothes are gone.
Both your pussy and asshole are throbbing. Suddenly you remember something, you were in a room, 2 large shadows came in behind you, they…, raped you. They talked about some kind of experiment.

You: *Ah, my ass really hurts. Did I really get raped?*

As you look around you notice again how silent it is. The entire colony seems to be quiet.

You: *Where is everyone? Did they abduct them for some experiment? If so, why was I left behind? I need to find someone! But first I need some clothes!*

As you run back home, with your breasts bouncing up and down with every step you take, you notice that there is absolutely nobody around. Once you got dressed again you decide to go to the docking station. Maybe you could send a distress call from there.
You run to the docking station and still, no signs of live anywhere. Once you arrived at the docking station you see no lights anywhere. It seems like the entire docking station is offline. But suddenly you hear a voice.

Voice: “Hellooooooo?! Anyone heeeeeeeeeeeeeere?!”
You: *Finally, someone!* “Heeeeeelloooooo!”

A man appears from behind a corner.

Man: “Oh finally, someone is here. What happened here?”
You: “Uhm… well I’m not sure.” *I can’t tell him about the rape… I don’t even know what happened here.* “It was already like this once I had woken up.”
Man: “I see, I’m a trader. I just arrived here to trade goods but nobody was around. Where is everyone?”
You: “Well… I don’t know either. I came here to try to send a distress signal so that The Federation would come.”
Man: “I see… Well for some reason my ship was acting up once I got near this station. All communications didn’t work.”
You: “Hmm, if the communications won’t work… I’ll have to get in touch with The Federation somehow.”
Man: “Well, I could bring you to the nearest Federation station if you want, for a price of course.”
You: “Well, we only use barter on this station, so I don’t have any money. Do you accept barters?”
Man: “Well, usually I don’t, but for you I’ll make an exception.” He said while his eyes went up and down your body. “So what do you have to offer?”
You: “Well, I only have crops to offer.”
Man: “I don’t need any crops. How about you just offer yourself?”
You: “What? Offer myself?”
Man: “Yeah, the ride is pretty long. I could use some company along the ride and I’ve been gazing at your body this entire time. You could be a nice shipwhore.”
You: “Shipwhore?!”
Man: “Yeah, you just let me fuck you whenever I want as long as you’re on my ship. After that, you’re a free woman again. So, what do you say, do we have a deal?”


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