Couple hours pass

“So you’ve failed, pet,” Bastila says as the door opens, and kicks you in the balls, despite the piercings and the weights. “No playtime for you.”

You hear something heavy rolled into the cabin, then your blindfold is removed, and you tense seeing a cage in front of you, barely fit for a person.

You try to protest, but Bastila gets you back in sitting position, and she simply drags you inside the cage, and starts connecting to the D-rings on your cuffs to the numerous holes in the bars. When she is finally done, you are stuck in place motionless, the wheels tilted to the side and magnetic locks attached.

Your only luck is that the at least the underside is padded. Then again: you will be probably kept here for long. So this isn’t really good news.

“Oh, and I won’t feed you either,” she says, and leaves the room.

“Mmm!!!” you give out a muffled sound, struggling with the ever growing pain. Alas: you are not able to.