SALVAGE RIGHTS
What's that, human? You have rights? I don't think so.
You're not a person, human. You're salvage. Your species isn't advanced enough to have rights. We found your little metal "space ship", and that makes it and you ours.
I'll admit that you're not totally useless. This station is pretty boring, and I watch a lot of your tv. Internet too. Advanced technology FTW.
No, you can't have your clothes. Did you miss the part about being property? You need to pay attention and do what I say, and you're going to be punished if you don't.
I warned you.
Don't even bother struggling. The restraints are stronger than anything you have. I've thought about this a lot, you know. I've been genetweaked to look mostly human, but there are some differences…I've got much bigger…well, yes, that's bigger too. And I've got an appetite to match it.
Scream all you want. There's no one here to hear you. Think about that. Here you are, bent over, exposed, helpless. Your pussy is wide open. Your ass isn't yet, but we'll get to that.