She stops fighting.

'That hurts too much. Besides...um, maybe I can break out of the new location.'
One stomp.

"Good decision, slave."
He pulls the leash's line off of her and goes to the front of the box (which she's still not seen).

"Come to me- you're going in the box."
'A box?!? What am I- luggage?!?'

Even so, she knows not to resist.

The blind and broken Charlotte submits, walking to her handler.
He puts her in the box and begins the thorough task of strapping her in.

Her arms and torso are locked in.
Chains go to both sides of her collar (the leash now longer necessary).
He doesn't miss a spot!

Restraining her is not enough though.

Electrodes go on her nipples.
They are powered by portable batteries (charged enough for days).
Said batteries are disguised as 'dynamite,' should anyone find her like this and think to save her.

A large dildo is also inserted into her pussy with another battery for it.

'Don't give up.
Don't give in.'

Charlotte tries to keep herself encouraged, in spite of everything.

He turns on the devices, which is quite a distraction!

Is her mentality just a pointless bit of hope?