This story was written with AI assistance! I'm not a good writer and some times AI can do its typical odd things, so expect some logical errors and similar things.

The space cargo ship "Sesame" had left the planet a couple days ago, with a large cargo of metal ore bound for a far off system. The ship was only a medium-sized freighter but was heavily armed and shielded. There had been pirate attacks reported in nearby systems and the shipping company was not taking any chances with its cargo or crew. The crew was also well experienced, including many ex navy and security guards. They knew that they had to be ready, at any time, to defend the ship and its cargo.

The captain of the ship a mature Twi'lek woman, 39 years old, had spent more than ten years in the fleet guarding civilian cargo vessels from pirates before taking her own command. She knew the dangers that could be run into while traveling the hyper space lanes. The Sesame was under her control now, her very first command, and she intended to prove that she was capable.

Her crew for a some strange reason or a coincidence were all young attractive females, some from her own species and some of other races like Human or Zeltron. Some of them had just ended their contracts with the navy, others had served at other space shipping companies for a while and others like the Zeltron marine who had joined recently were totally inexperienced. She was worried about the young Zeltron but that female had told her that her natural abilities would compensate for her lack of training or field experience.

As her shift ended, the Twi'lek commander stood up to stretch. She walked over to where the first officer, an exotic looking red skinned female Zeltron, stood monitoring the sensor station.

"Anything to report Lieutenant?" The Captain asked her.

"No ma'am. The sensors are quiet, nothing to report," answered the Zeltron, named Relema Tal, who was a little bored at her post. The Zeltron females were well known for their ability to "entertain" customers in brothels. Their bodies gave off an exotic pheromone which caused attraction and lust. Because of this reputation, many people thought that this female was not good at doing anything else but entertainment and love making, however she proved that she was an extremely intelligent person and able to do her work even under stressful circumstances. That's why the Sesame commander, Rialla Nadrin, hired the young girl. Even despite hearing from time to time strange buzzing noises coming from the first officer's crotch, which always made Relema blush... Such experienced woman as Rialla Nadrin knew pretty well what could cause such noises and the Captain would smile knowingly and turn around, after all the Lieutenant had to have some kind of fun or excitement at her boring job, so the Captain wasn't going to penalize the young Zeltron as long as she did her duties properly.

The Captain smiled now and then hearing a very faint sound of buzzing of Relema's personal toys, then turned around and went to her command chair to go through the checklists.

Relema had been in the space navy for a few years, had a good record and was recommended to the captain. As a former navy lieutenant the Captain knew how capable the Zeltron could be in combat situations.

She looked down at the female's body, at her tight black pants and the brown jacket which accented her large breasts very well. Relema's skin-tight space suit also allowed Rialla to view all of her curves. The Commander's hand was itching to reach out and squeeze one of those round firm breasts, or rub her hands down the Zeltron's red thigh. It was the pheromones of course. Every time they were close, her body craved to touch her, to press her lips against Relema's skin and explore every inch of her. Rialla was able to hide her emotions and feelings from everyone but sometimes she was losing it.

Relema stood 5'11 with flaming red hair and huge tits. She also had an ass to die for. All of her body was just so sexy, even a blind person would want to touch it. The Zeltron was standing straight with her hair tied back in a tight braid, as was military regulation. Rialla had relaxed the rules a little, since they were civilians now, but she would not allow anyone to dress or act indecently.

The Twi'lek was always attracted to females like this one and as soon as she saw the picture of the young girl on her résumé and met her, she just could not refuse to take her on her crew. Even now standing at her post with her back to the Captain, she was an exotic delight.

"I will be in my cabin Lieutenant. Call me if something requires my attention."

"Aye Ma'am," Relema saluted, smiling as the Twi'lek Captain left. Her lekku, the tentacle like extensions of her brain, were wriggling wildly behind her as she passed the young lieutenant.

Rialla continued walking to her cabin, unable to get the girl's image out of her mind and knowing that the pheromones were to blame. The only problem with having a Zeltron on your ship was the sexual frustration that built up in your body every time they were near you. Rialla always liked to see people and species for who they were, not what others thought of them, and so she had offered the job to the girl in spite of her misgivings about her race. So far Relema had proven to be a loyal, competent officer. But she still missed no opportunities to tease the young girl and comment on her sexuality in public.

As a Twi'lek woman Rialla was exotic herself and was used to such teasing. She was tall like the rest of her race, with light blue skin and sky-blue lekku tentacles extending from her head. Rialla stood straight and firm at 6'1". Her breasts were not as large as Relema's but they still turned heads wherever she went. She had an extremely feminine shaped body, with large hips and ass, that swayed alluringly when she walked. Her age only made her more interesting and attractive.

Finally arriving at her cabin she punched the lock code and entered. Rialla locked the door and turned to a drawer near her desk. Pulling it open she removed a sex toy that resembled a thick rod with small ridges along its sides. It was long and large, able to satisfy her as it vibrated at the touch of a switch.

"So, if this girl can work with her holes filled, I can too," Rialla said as she bent down and pulled down her pants revealing her naked ass and pussy.

Lubricating the rod in her mouth and feeling its bumps rubbing at her tongue, Rialla pressed the button and the long sex toy came to life. Inserting it into her dripping slit she slowly slid it in as deep as it could go. A wave of pleasure ran through her body. Now that it was in place, Rialla straightened up and pulled her pants up. She had to bite her lips in order to keep from crying out. With every movement it rubbed the walls of her tight slit. She sat in her chair with a stifled groan and began to go through the computer log. A computer screen in front of her flashed through numerous pages of text and images but most of her mind was on the large rod that was filling her.

A half hour later another officer on the bridge notified Rialla that they were coming out of hyperspace. Standing up, she bit her lip again and began walking toward the bridge. Every step she made resulted in her sex toy rubbing against her tight sex. Her tight pants hugged her ass and forced her sex to be squeezed even tighter around it. The bumps on its shaft were stimulating her insides in a wonderful way, but her body demanded release and so she kept herself constantly aware that she should not let it out while she was on the bridge with her officers and crew around.

Her high heel boots clicked on the metal floor as she walked onto the bridge, her large breasts were bouncing under her white blouse. A couple buttons at her neck were unfastened showing off her light blue skin.

Relema's nostrils flared when she caught sight of the Twi'lek entering the bridge. Her ass cheeks were rippling beneath her pants as she walked over to the sensor station.

"I can smell her from across the room" she thought to herself. "She must be dripping by now. Looks like she decided to use a dildo. Hmmm. I think I'll see how far I can take this".

The Zeltron had a huge grin on her face as the Commander leaned over to review the data, her nose was immediately full of the scent of the aroused Twi'lek. This time she could not stifle a moan, as her body quivered at the sensation of her rod that had slid deeper into her. The sound did not go unnoticed, and she looked up at the young girl, to see her staring straight back at her, a big smile on her face.

"What is so funny Lieutenant?" the commander asked. Her voice cracked as her body was still trying to resist a large orgasm that was building up in her loins. The sweet odor of her sex drifted around them.

"Nothing Ma'am. I was just wondering why you were making moaning sounds?" The Zeltron's smile grew even more. "What are you up to ma'am?"

"Just work, Lieutenant."

"But your lekku are trembling," she noted.

"They often do, Lieutenant, as you well know." Her tentacles were in fact waving excitedly in front of her, but Rialla just didn't seem to care.

"Commander, maybe you need some relief of stress? I'd be glad to help. Let's go to your cabin." Relema grinned at her with a knowing look in her eyes. She wanted the Twi'lek Commander as much as the older woman desired her, and her own juices were flowing from her slit.

"Lieutenant! You are talking to your Commander!" said the Togruta Navigation Officer, Aria Mises, with surprise. The Commander turned and glared at the Lieutenant, who was still smiling, and at Aria, her eyes promising death and dismemberment.

"Nothing to worry about, Aria," the Zeltron quickly apologized. "I was joking."

"And your joke is not appropriate, Lieutenant Tal!" The Togruta female, Aria, was the perfect example of what a space fleet officer should be. She always followed regulations to the letter, always on time, her uniform was perfect, and her behavior was the most polite you could imagine. In many cases this was what you needed, however it also meant she was too serious and people who were under her command in the Navy couldn't stand her. Rialla had had to persuade her to join the Sesame, and the Togruta seemed to have changed somewhat for the better since joining them.

"Aria, it was really just a simple joke, as your commander, I promise. There is no need to scold Lieutenant Tal," the Commander said trying to protect the Zeltron from a lecture. The Togruta just smiled and nodded, but continued to give the Lieutenant the death stare. Rialla walked slowly away from the sensor station and took a seat on her commander's chair. Her slit was soaking wet with the juices that her pussy was secreting, and the large toy was firmly squeezed by the walls of her sex, every move, even her breathing, causing the bumps to rub her sensitive spots and send electric shocks of pleasure through her.

The Twi'lek Commander shifted a couple of times trying to find a more comfortable position so that her pleasure rod would not move every time, but finally she gave up on that idea. There was no way it was going to remain motionless unless she was. With a sigh of resignation, she tried to concentrate on her job.

The ship came out of hyperspace and continued on its course to the planet. As they passed near a large asteroid field they slowed down to try to navigate through the rock chunks. It was an especially dense area, but going around the field would mean an extra half a day delay in delivering the cargo and the captain wasn't about to do that. The Zeltron checked the sensors again.

"Nothing detected, Ma'am," she announced after completing a check of the short and long range scanners.

"Very well, Lieutenant," replied the Commander as she stared out the windows in front of her.

"I have a contact," called the Lieutenant. "Bearing 7.30.6, distance 10,000 clicks. Appears to be a small ship, possibly a shuttle." Rialla punched up the data at her station. There indeed appeared to be a ship near the asteroid field. The Sesame had the latest technology in tracking equipment and her crew were well trained in its use, as a result there was not a blip in the galaxy that could remain hidden.

"Are you able to identify, Lieutenant?"

"No Ma'am, there are not any standard identifications that match," replied Relema, who then added "but there are similarities with pirate ships in several systems."

"All right. Navigator, take us up 60 degrees to avoid the unknown ship. Power down to one half."

"Aye Commander," replied Aria. She expertly turned the ship so that they could swing away from the rock field and the unknown craft, and the sub-light engines throttled back to half power.

The ship veered upward and started to swing in a long arc away from the rocks and the unknown vessel. The change in course however seemed to bring them within sensor range of the other ship, as several alerts began to sound on the bridge.

"Full power! Shields up, charge weapons! Pilot, hard to starboard. Come around to 9.70.3."

As the ship swung about, a blast of laser bolts streaked across the void and impacted on the shield of the Sesame. Then there was a loud thump and a vibration ran through the deck.

"Shields holding," came the voice of the Twi'lek chief gunner officer. "Minor damage to outer hull. Return fire!"

"Ma'am, I detect something inside our ship! This thump was a probe!" shouted the Zeltron as her fingers flashed over her panel.

"Bridge to Security! Intruder alert! We have a breach. Scramble security to level four, starboard aft." Rialla looked at the board on the main display, checking the spot where the unknown object had penetrated. It was in the cargo area, near one of the storage bays. It should contain some cargo that was sealed in special containers.

"Damage report!" Rialla looked back at Relema and raised her voice.

"They used a combination of particle and laser weapons, and a special probe to drill into our ship's hull. We've suffered light damage from their blasts, but no significant harm, the hull and the shields were able to withstand it. The probe though that latched onto us seems to be a special tool for breaching other ships." The Zeltron pushed a button and brought up the scanner data and an image of the object appeared on the display.

"What the..." The image showed what appeared to be a metal cylinder stuck to the hull of the ship. Several lights were blinking on one of its sides and what looked like a door was in the middle.

"Commander! It is opening! We have two alien figures coming into the Sesame!"

"Commander, we have three more unknown ships coming out of hyperspace, bearing 3.4.4. Distance 50,000 clicks," shouted the tactical officer, a dark-skinned, tall and sexy human woman named Ayna Kevson.

"Put us behind an asteroid, we need some cover."

"Ma'am look! Our security team was ambushed by... Something odd..." Relema Tal's fingers were dancing over the sensor panel, punching commands and reading data faster than an average officer would do. The display brought the security team up on the display.

They had reached the hull breach and were moving carefully to the corridor where it was. Two security officers were in the lead, a Twi'lek and a Cathar woman, and they had just reached a bulkhead where they could see the airlock of the probe. There was nothing in the corridor. Then they noticed that the airlock door had already opened, but they did not see anything inside the probe.

"This is Lieutenant Neool, we do not see anything here at all. The invaders are probably just hiding somewhere, out."

The Twi'lek turned back to the corridor as they waited for the security team to catch up. But then suddenly several flying metal objects flew from the airlock of the probe, the cameras could hardly follow their swift movement. Then the objects stopped in mid-air and started to unfold themselves. Within seconds they transformed themselves into two humanoid robot like figures. They were metallic silver with some blue colored details on their torsos and arms. They looked like females, with nicely shaped bodies and legs that were just like women's legs.

From their arms guns they shoot harness like things which in a moment covered the bodies of the Twi'lek and Cathar females. Both were immobilized instantly and their weapons fell to the floor. The rest of the team ran in. There was a flurry of movement as they engaged the two robots. After about ten seconds it was over. The four additional females, two Humans, one Twi'lek and another Zeltron, were lying on the deck. Only one was able to move her head and was groaning in frustration at their predicament.

"Lieutenant Neool, report! Lieutenant Neool! Damn it!"

"Security station is out of commission, Commander." Ayna Kevson announced the loss.

"What happened to my crew, Lieutenant?" the Commander turned to her Zeltron officer.

"The aliens put all of the crew members in... Bondage. Here we are."

Rialla turned to look at the display again and was shocked to see the situation. The six females were tied in some strange looking metallic harnesses, each of them held one woman securely, and even the strongest of them, a muscular Human woman, could not free herself. All of their hands were bound, but it was not just their hands... The things were wrapped around the bodies of each woman like snakes. Starting from their feet which were locked together the straps ran up their bodies, winding around their hips, stomachs and breasts to reach to their hands. Some straps also had protrusions and rings in them, and if one looked closely they could see that the protrusions were actually inserted inside the women's pussies and asses. All of the helpless females were gagged as well. Small round things were covering their mouths, muffling any sounds that the women might make.

They were not just gagged, they also wore blindfolds.

All of the six female officers and soldiers could only move their heads, but their eyes could not see anything and they could not make a sound. Rialla looked at one of her best soldiers, Lieutenant Neool.

Then in instant flash their clothes were ripped to shreds. It happened so fast that the crew gasped in surprise as the display showed them how in a matter of seconds each of the women were stripped of their uniforms. The metallic straps held the helpless bound females in the middle of the air, in a line, each of them fully naked with the things buried deeper in the women's holes.

The sight of the naked women being held in the air by the bonds, was a nasty surprise.

"What the hell? Did you just see this?" Commander Nadrin was shocked and looked at the faces of her senior officers and other crew. Her first officer and tactical officer both nodded in unison with her. They both had surprised expressions on their faces.

"Yes Commander, I've seen this. I can't believe my eyes..." Ayna Kevson said quietly and shook her head. She also could not comprehend how this had happened, and what would happen to her trapped comrades.

"What the hell is going on? My women have been tied up in this bondage stuff and made helpless, now they are naked, what can this thing do?" The commander asked the two other officers, who were as puzzled as her.

"We have to continue fighting, the rest of the ships are approaching. Tactical Officer, status."

"One enemy ship in the aft quadrant, medium sized. No indication of armament or defensive capability." The Tactical officer was glued to her post, scanning the attacking ship.

"Ma'am more reports from different sections of the ship, the aliens have appeared all over the cargo decks. And more of our security team has been captured." Lieutenant Tal was staring intently at her display, punching commands to keep up with the movements of the robots. She had managed to get several internal scanners and cameras to monitor the invaders' progress. One of the cameras showed another battle in process. Six members of the security team had engaged the enemy and were losing quickly. After only a minute they too had joined the rest of their companions, each one tightly wrapped and squirming in mid-air.

"Can't you find out anything about these robots?" Commander Nadrin asked her.

"Sorry Ma'am, no. All that I know for sure is that they are mechanical and have some parts made of unknown materials. Also they can transform from some type of ball shape to the human form in seconds." Relema answered as she continued to work the board.

Commander Nadrin looked on in astonishment as yet another part of her security team was overpowered and tied up. She looked over at her Tactical Officer, hoping that the ship's weaponry could somehow deal with the robots. Before she could speak to her the ship's power failed and the bridge went dark.

After a minute the emergency generators kicked in and the red glow of the backup lights gave enough illumination for them to see by.

"I'm locked out of the computer, I can't get into any of the systems."

"Neither can I Commander," said Ayna as she continued to try to operate her panel. "Ma'am, I have two of the robots on the security monitor at the main entry hatch."

As the Commander looked, the view screen showed the two robots at the doorway. Each was removing some device from their utility belts. She could not discern what they were.

"Ayna, is there any way to seal the door?"

"Negative, Ma'am."

There was a bright flare of light and the cameras overloaded and then cleared. The two robots had fired on the door and there was a large hole in the center. Sparks were coming from the exposed wires and cables.

"Commander, I can try to block the robots off," stated the Togruta as she stepped around her station.

"Aria, no wait... You can't...!" It was too late, and Aria had stepped in the path of the machines, pulling her pistol up to bear on them. Then without any hesitation the first robot's arm flashed out and a metallic harness shot out and wrapped itself around her body, immobilizing her. Then there was another flash and it happened too fast for her eyes to follow, the garments that she wore disappeared from her body. All she had time to do was cry out, her eyes widening as she looked down at her beautiful bare breasts, then her vision was obscured by a black device that fastened to her head, blocking her sight. With her vision blocked her world became black, and she could no longer tell what was happening to her. The device was then complete in her mind, for next the lower portion covered her mouth, fitting itself over her lips and filling her mouth. Aria realized that she was now helpless.

The commander had only seconds to watch her officer being immobilized, then turned away to try to think of a way out of their predicament. She moved quickly across the room and stopped in front of the security locker where the rifles were stored. She opened the door, which surprisingly hadn't been secured, and removed two of the rifles. Reaching into the storage bin, she grabbed handfuls of power clips. Rialla ran over to the Tactical station and handed a rifle to the Human there. They quickly loaded the guns and snapped off the safeties.

One by one the crew on the bridge of the Sesame was captured. They tried to escape but the robots were fast and caught them all, one by one. First were two Twi'lek ensigns who were manning the communications and engineering stations. They ran to the opposite side of the bridge where there was a doorway leading into another corridor. But in the corridor there was one more robot, and in less than a second each of the girls was tied up and naked. Their screams died quickly as the gags filled their mouths and fastened tightly to their heads.

Next were the three Human technicians who were running down the main entrance to the bridge. They saw the robots, then turned back and ran away down the main corridor. In the darkness, they did not see that another robot was approaching from the other side, and before they had gone ten meters, each of them were held tightly and completely naked. The only sounds they made were quiet moans which came through the tightly fixed gags in their mouths.

Lieutenant Relema Tal, the Zeltron officer, was hiding under a table and had not yet been found by the robots. Her skin was hot and flushed, her nipples were hard with excitement, the situation had turned her on. She had always fantasized about being tied up and helpless and now that was going to happen. It did not even bother her that she and the rest of the crew were most likely about to become slaves. A smile had formed on her lips and she bit her lower one now as the robots passed by her location. But it didn't take much time for the robots to scan the bridge carefully. Suddenly Relema's eyes widened and she screamed, but before she could even get up, her body was wrapped from toes to head. The strong metallic restraints squeezed her breasts and forced new dildos inside her pussy and up into her ass, as the previous ones have been disintegrated. The pheromones were strong and her screams became muffled moans.

All of the trapped women squirmed and wriggled their beautiful naked bodies on the bridge of the Sesame but only caused the dildos to move inside them, producing more muffled sounds that were almost completely blocked by the gags. Only Commander Rialla Nadrin and Ayna Kevson remained. They were standing with their backs up against the wall, rifles in hand. The Commander moved quickly back along the far wall to stand by Ayna. They each took a last look around, not believing that they were now alone on the darkened bridge.

"What do you suggest Ma'am? We can't get out the doorway since the robots are out there." She held the rifle close to her as if that would stop what was about to happen.

"If we could get to the maintenance tunnels we might be able to get to the docking bay. There's an escape pod there that would take us off the ship." The commander looked at the young woman who was still only in her early twenties.

"Ma'am, I hate to say it but the only way to go is through the doorway, and that is out of the question. So what's it going to be?"

The two women stared into each other's eyes, then Rialla put down her gun and nodded to the Ayna. Ayna sighed and lowered her weapon to the floor. They both walked to the center of the room and stood quietly, waiting. After several seconds the robots appeared from the hallway. The first one advanced to within ten meters and stopped, the second stayed by the opening. The Commander looked over at her companion.

"We're not getting out of this are we?"

"Probably not, Ma'am. I don't think that the robots are here to kill us. Otherwise why would they tie up the rest of the bridge crew?"

"You're right. I believe that we have been captured for slavery. The pirates have a good racket taking captives, usually women, from captured ships and selling them off. And the crew of our ship is all female. You and the rest are quite beautiful too." Commander Nadrin sighed and dropped her shoulders in resignation of her and her crew's fate.

"You are not bad looking either Ma'am."

"Yes, I'm a good looking woman too," she smiled.

The robot fired at the Commander. As before the straps wrapped her body quickly and her uniform, even the toy inside her pussy, was ripped apart. She did not scream, not wishing to show any weakness to the machines, only gasped as the phalluses entered her holes. The taste of the gag in her mouth was odd, and the device blocked all sound from escaping her lips, and as the straps held her even tighter, she tried to ignore the pleasure in her pussy. She could feel the phalluses getting thicker and longer, stretching her insides in an incredible way. Then the blindfold blocked her vision and the Twi'lek found herself hanging in mid air. Next to her was her Tactical officer, who had already been bound and naked. Ayna was squirming and making quiet moaning sounds through the gag.

Both of them were trying to find out what the robots had planned for them, and just what were these things that were wrapped so tightly around their bodies, squeezing their naked flesh in an odd but arousing way.

The two senior officers could feel the restraints shifting and moving and then they were turned and taken out of the bridge. In the hallway, there were many more of their captured comrades and even with their vision obscured, Rialla knew that the bridge crew was being herded together into the middle of the corridor, where their captors could watch them.

Their arms were now fixed behind their backs, but it was still difficult to remain still, with the things in their holes being so active. With the harness strapped tightly around her entire body, Rialla Nadrin felt her pussy clench, and waves of intense sexual pleasure rippled up and down her bare naked body. Every movement sent her closer to the brink. The helpless captive commander made a muffled grunt and tried to hold it back, to resist her climax. Ayna felt it too and she also was struggling to not cum in front of her senior officer, even though she could not see the other women, still it was a matter of pride not to give in so easily.

After the robots had taken everyone to the center of the corridor, they scanned the bound females for any medical conditions or problems. Rialla was worried at first that the robots may wish to cause harm to her and her officers, so it was a slight relief that all the machines did was scan them. If only she could talk, she had many questions for her captors, if they would even answer. But the device in her mouth was a perfect gag, not letting the slightest sound escape from her throat.

The two plugs in her sex and ass were now at their full length and thickness and her body could do nothing but accept this new intrusion into her body. Each squirm seemed to only increase the strength of the straps wrapped around her body, and to move the rods deeper into her holes.

She could not tell what had happened to Ayna, and although she had tried to turn her head and listen, the robots had stopped making sounds. It was as if they were waiting for a signal or a command to do something.

***

Meanwhile the other captured females were also being assembled into one group. They were taken by the robots from the entire ship to the central cargo holds of the Sesame. When the last female was collected, the robots stopped and stayed still.

They were a truly marvelous piece of engineering, a product of an ancient technology and now owned and controlled by the enslavers who used them as their main means to capture and enslave more women. Their metallic forms were also designed with a woman's shape, having nicely curved bodies, nice asses and big tits. Each of them resembled a sexy female, only with silver skin. On the top of their heads were antennae that were their main means of communication.

At their masters' signal each of the robots began to activate more functions of the restraining devices they had fitted to the female's bodies. In a matter of seconds, the dildos in the women's bodies started to change their sizes. The plugs began to rotate and vibrate and started to expand and fill the females holes. Many of the bound women arched their backs in a mix of pain and pleasure at the sensation.

Another surprise was in store for the prisoners as their ears were suddenly filled with sounds and voices that were whispering very close to them, almost directly into their heads.

"Yes, squirm and wriggle, you little fuck toys," said the strange, sultry female voice. The women tried to stop themselves from moving and to not pay attention to the sounds, but this was not easy when the things were moving and rubbing inside their pussies and asses, touching the most sensitive parts of their bodies.

"I hope you like the feeling of those cocks inside your holes," whispered the feminine voice into their ears. "These things are not just going to make you wet and hot, oh no... I bet many of you are thinking about how you want to cum so bad right now." As the voice spoke the phalluses in their holes continued to shift and vibrate, so that their nipples got hard and their clits swelled. The women's bodies were being brought to the edge, and the helpless captives could feel their orgasms were getting very close.

"The restraints will squeeze you even more tightly as time goes on." As she spoke the devices responded to her voice, and their straps contracted slowly. The trapped females could not hold back their muffled moans.

The pleasure of being trapped like this was something that Rialla had always been fascinated with. The secret fantasies of being helpless and totally submissive had thrilled her, and now her dreams were a reality. But still she tried not to let herself enjoy this too much, as it would mean that the robots had defeated her.

The plugs began to vibrate faster, and it was then that the voice laughed and said, "Now it's time to make you climax in your restraints." In instant they could not hold it back and their bodies exploded into pleasure and bliss. It was amazing and felt incredible.

Several dozens of squirming beautiful naked women came in their restraints, which continued to contract. The machines were also pumping a special formula into their mouths through the gags. This sweet tasting fluid was a compound of various drugs and stimulants to increase and enhance sexual pleasure.

"Enjoy the feeling while you can. You are going to be held in this suspension for the rest of the trip, which will be long and very pleasurable."

The cargo room was filled with squirming bodies of the trapped females, who had no choice but to obey the voice, to experience the ecstasy and enjoy it, despite knowing that they were now just sex toys, slaves for their unknown captors.

The robots however were now moving around the cargo area, transporting the bound women onto the probes. It was a simple operation to move each of the tightly bound and suspended naked women into the belly of the shuttle and fasten their straps to the walls so that they were held in a standing position. Within an hour, all of the females had been transferred to the various probes. The first probe was launched back into space, to join the pirate ships that were waiting nearby.

In the lead pirate vessel the droid controller activated a communication channel to her new acquisitions. "Ah my new slaves, do you miss me? You should know that you have all been purchased to be the pleasure slaves for the women and men of the galaxy. A life of servitude and bondage awaits you. I have seen the specifications of the harness that now covers your bodies. They will never be removed. You will learn to love them, even if at first they bring you pain. Now you will get a small sample of the training and discipline that will soon begin." The female controller hit a switch on her control board and instantly the females could feel their gags changing into penis shaped objects and they were now sucking at them involuntarily, causing the slaves to give sounds of disgust and revulsion. These sounds brought a smile of pleasure to her lips. She enjoyed the domination of women almost as much as she loved profit. Soon they would arrive at the waiting ship and their training as pleasure slaves could begin.