The central one continues, "Tho we are an intelligent race, but as you can see we aren't attractive, even to each other. Our birthrate is declining. Option A is to kidnap beautiful women to excite us enough to mate with our wives. Option B is to figure out how to mate with humans. You are a beautiful female. That is why your bosses gave us photos of low-level employees that we could have as part of our trade agreement. Low level, since they won't know about our agreements, but won't ask too many questions." He runs a noodle arm on her side. "Your skin is so soft. " He moves his noodle arm around and feels her breasts. "They are very nice." He strokes her hair and her legs and then starts playing with her clit until she cums.
The female says, "That was so hot watching you playing with her clit. Can you try Option A?"
He says, "Finish the explanation" and hands his tablet-like device to his assistant and goes off with the woman. His assistant, a woman, says, "I see that your 'death from teleporter malfunction' has already been reported and insurance claims being fired. This should be fun for you. We're going to free you. You can try to fight us. If you fail, you will be punished. The only ship in the area you can teleport to is the company ship. They will, of course, return to us. Any allies on that ship will know what your bosses did to you and they risk a similar or worse fate. When they return you, you will be punished. The easy option is to accept your sex slavery. We won't do anything painful. You will do sexual things with us and have to see our ugly faces and bodies."
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