Athletic, Social, Freeze

You remember your name is Tory.

The outside of the room is giving such an ominous feeling you can't help but hesitate going any further.

You stand still for about another minute before the automated voice comes on again.

"Player taking too long to exit the room, initiating 'hurry up' punishment"

You whip your head to look at the room behind you.

Did you hear that correctly? Did it really say punishment?

Leather straps suddenly snap around your wrists and knees. Before you even have time to struggle, the wrist straps are pulled toward the top corners of the doorway. Simultaneously, the straps around your knees pull them up and outward, forcing you to be airborne and spread for any to see.

Mouth agape you just watch as a black looking dildo comes out of the floor and forcibly thrust into you. Going in so easily you figure it must have had some sort of lubrication already on it.

The dildo disconnects from the mechanic arm it was attached to and disappears into the floor.

Apparently you aren't done yet though. Straps end up shooting out of the base of the dildo. Both straps go opposite directions between your legs, then as soon as they reach your waist, they split into four straps and complete a circle around you.

The waist straps as well as the straps in between your legs tighten. Perfectly applying some pressure to your clit and working its way in between your cheeks creating a G-string essentially.

You look on in horror as the straps are all connected flawlessly, not even a seam in sight. Then you are slowly let down and released.

Standing there, staring disbelieving at what has happened, the voice comes on again, "Player is advised to move rooms or another punishment will ensue."

Not wanting for this to get even worse, you awkwardly waddle out of the room, with the door shutting behind you, giving an hardly audible 'click'.

You are now plunged into darkness.

Frozen once again for a short bit, you decide to try and find a wall. Starting by where the entrance was, you take a step back only to stumble.

Not however because you are clumsy, but because the room was moving!

You felt lighter, so you had to be moving downwards. Which means you were in some sort of elevator. Why couldn't it have lights though? So mean.

"Player missed game one start time, moving player to game two"

Oh no, you really hope you didn't miss an easy game.

You start to gain more weight again as your elevator comes to a stop.

"Initiating game 2 for Player 'Tory'"

Wait, it new your name too?

"Game 2 name, cops verse robbers."

Two doors on either side of the, now you realize, small room light up. One blue, one red.

"Cops verse robbers involves two teams. The Cops, who will try to put handcuffs on the robbers, winning if all robbers are handcuffed. Verse the robbers, who will try and run away from the cops and will win if they can get all cops to fall into designated 'traps'. Once a player is handcuffed our trapped, they are disqualified from the game even if their team wins. Only players left unbound will proceed."

Wow, that sounds vicious. You have to be good individually and work as a team or you'll be stuck forever.

"Player 'Tory', you now have the option to choose if you want to be a cop or robber."

"How many players are on each team?" You ask, wondering if it will even bother answering.

"Teams will be by player discretion, teams may be uneven, does this answer your question Player 'Tory'?"

Your eyes go wide. So the automated voice can answer questions? Good thing you asked.

"Not quite, how many players have chosen cops and how many have chosen robbers." You decide to be a little more specific this time.

"Currently 10 players have chosen cops, and 20 players have chosen robbers, does this answer your question Player 'Tory'?"

"Yes, thank you."