"B-But I wasn't janitorial staff!", Jess shouted holding her spanked cheek. She then stomped her foot on the floor in anger. "How is this even a thing?! I thought any race that would master space flight surely would have worked slavery out of their system!", she said to no one in general. she hung her head and grabbed the broom and began to sweep. She wasn't really good at this.... most of the cleaning and upkeep was done by machines and other people letting her worry about just her job. The wasn't too large thankfully so sweeping up wasn't too hard, she did her best all the while feeling used and abused. this was a dark turn of events as far as she was concerned and the gravity of it was weighing heavily. Being alone with her thoughts for the first time since she got there her mind was running in circles. when she finally mopped up as best she could she collapsed to her knees while still holding the mob. She couldn't hold it in any more she had to cry. She sobbed into her hands with her tears dripping into the mop bucket.