Vanessa is taken!

Vanessa made her way over to a pile of mechanical parts. She bent down, stretching her jeans over her sexy round ass. She grabbed one of the parts, to take a look. As she rummaged her way through the wreckages, multiple robot arms were moving away in the distance, as if watching the sexy ex CEO.

The arms were also identifying Vanessa, determining that she was not allowed in here and she must be dealt with. Suddenly, as Vanessa moved a piece of metal, she was grabbed by multiple mechanical arms. They moved very flexibly like Doctor Octopus. The claw like hands on the ends grabbed Vanessa and dragged her towards the building next to her.

"What the fuck!!? Ewww get your fucking hands off me!!?? HELP!!" Vanessa cried out, but nobody could save her from this. The arms finally managed to get her inside, laying her flat on the dark ground and holding her in place spread eagled. Vanessa couldn't see much as it was dark, but she noticed a white area in the corner and a counter for a receptionist. "Help! HELP! Listen whoever is down there please let me go! This is a big misunderstanding I'm--"

Vanessa was interrupted as more arms came down, this time starting to remove her clothes. They started with her white crop top, which peeled off easily even with Vanessa's struggles. Then came her jeans, which also peeled off nicely. "HEY! GET THE FUCK OFF MY CLOTHES! I WILL NOT BE STRIPPED BY SOME STUPID MACHINE!" Vanessa was left clad in just her sexy lingerie, but that was also swiped away easily.

There she lay, naked as the day she was born, her big breasts glistening in the darkness while her sexy round ass was pressed back onto the cold floor. Before the naked woman could even think, she was hoisted up in the air and slammed down onto a chair in the white area she saw earlier.

A white flash suddenly occured, as Vanessa just had a picture taken of her naked body. "WHAT THE FUCK!!? YOU BETTER DELETE THAT RIGHT NOW YOU PERVERTS! MARK MY WORDS!" Vanessa screeched, desperately trying to break free but the grips on mechanical hands were too tight.

"Vanessa Sinclair, ex CEO of poop electronics. Caught trespassing and sentenced to re evaluation. Beginning stream now" a female voice spoke, sounding like someone from the 50s. "Stream what stream!? And you got my company wrong fuckface! It's Sinclair electronics!" Vanessa complained, still tied naked to a chair.

The voice was talking about a livestream that the attraction runs whenever they get a new customer. There has been many malfunctions however, and so the whole world is about to watch Vanessa be humiliated. The photo that was taken of her was already being made as an advertisement for the re evaluation of Vanessa...