Head to the next door

Having no idea where that door led Hayley made a break for the open door at the end of the break room.

The drones still in the room all let out the strange noises as she ran past them , most of them were busy removing masks off of the people to stop her, she was going to make it. Inches away from her freedom her heart sank a drone walked out of the door way in front of her, she suddenly had a clever idea it might work.

She stopped running and returned to the robotic slow pace of the Drones...It worked the drones in the room carried on about their business they must have thought she had been running to do something else and the drone in front of her had no idea what had been going on.

She walked careful passed the drone in the door way, and headed further down the corridor.

In the new corridor that she found herself in it surprised her what she found it looked like a market stall. A man in a black hood and studded harness stood behind his stall. The harness was attached to a chastity cage that held his cock.

“Welcome...ah oh it is just a drone my mistake please carry on.”

Hayley walked towards the stall the man cowered in fear as she approached. She scanned over the items on the top of his stall.

It was uniforms of contestants she was in luck she could finally take off this gas mask and stop people thinking she was a drone.

However she did quite like being a drone and if everyone thought she was one she would have no problem walking to the end of the course. That and the sense of power that she felt in this outfit turned her on she did not want to lose that feeling just yet.

The rest of the items of uniform interested her they must have been uniforms from previous versions of the gameshow. One was a full latex body suit with attached dildo. Hayley wondered what the purpose of that would have ended up being.

No she was getting distracted and she could see the man getting uneasy with a drone lingering to long in front of him.