Pets for the Aliens

I found myself on the Xylexian cruiser, having been one of hundreds selected by the governments of Earth in the offering to their alien conquerers. The exceedingly heavy collar and cuffs were permanently affixed to my neck, delicate wrists and ankles and a special type of breathable rubber covering encased my lithe little body. A suit that would help protect my exceedingly delicate human skin from the dangerous ultra-violet rays of the Xylexian suns.

I was treated with special care given the rare combination of looks that I posessed, for the Xylexians knew I was destined to be the prized pet of an influential member of society and possibly even the Emperor. As such, I wasn't kept in the standing cages with a pole inserted deep in my anus, my mouth held open with my tongue pulled out and my pussy spread wide like the other female humans on board. No, I was given a cage on an upper deck near a window where I could view the bright strands of a colorful nebula as we passed.