A hood over the mouth, and everything goes black

Well, you were right.

It was literally, what, minutes? Before you found yourself bundled into the back of a van and taken for a very long drive, likely far away from anyone who ever knew you.

You're unsure what's going on, but you know it's bad.

You know it's very bad when your hands are cuffed, and you are led, still naked and hooded, into a large echoey hall of some kind.

You know it's very, very bad when your hood is removed, and you find that you are in some kind of huge warehouse in the middle of nowhere, and have been chained close together with six other naked women, all of whom look very troubled to be there.

"This isn't right. you're not supposed to take us for more than 24 hours!" The one at the front cries when her hood is removed.

"Shut up sluts, this is not a standard play session. You are really being kidnapped, and your private flight to my home country will be leaving shortly. There, your conversion into bona fide sex slaves will take place, before you are sold to the highest bidder. Blame your government for its free use laws, and making it so easy to just take whoever we want off the street, without it looking like a crime. Hahaha! Now, MARCH FORWARD!"

Most of the seven of you whimper terrified whimpers, but you all obey the scary men, who are probably more than willing to get violent if necessary, and hustle forward in an orderly line, the metal chain running between each of your crotches rubbing against your labia as you jog.

Yeah... This dimension REALLY sucks.

-100% Dimension Satisfaction