The Discipline room

As Natasha turned around, she gasped at the room she now found herself in. From one side of the room to the other, rows upon rows of bound up moaning, screaming, and crying slaves sat upon BDSM donkey stools with their legs being pulled down via weights tied to their ankles along with their wrists begin chained to large dildo handles behind them with most of the slaves clutching onto the dildo's which helped keep themselves up and to relieve some of the stress on their pussies. Along with the buzzing noises that came from each and every slave's asshole, their faces were also completely covered with bondage masks that were made to look like some of the world's superheroes. But from the mouth part of each mask came a clear tube which was attached to their mouth and led to a large tank attached to the ceiling which presumably held air for each slave, but the more Natasha looked at it, the more she realized it was an aphrodisiac.

In some parts of the room, there are metal shelves and desks with various pleasure tools on them like whips, cattle prods, dildos, lube, and other various items you would find in an SNM dungeon.

Along with the pleasure and pain caused by the donkey stools, The slaves were all glistening with what seems to be an oil-like substance which turns out to be sun-screen which makes sense given that in all four corners of the room, there were 4 large industrial size laps which were made to perfectly replicate being in the middle of the desert. Natasha quickly arms herself with new electro-dolts all the while the 5 girls behind her can only look on in horror. "What the fuck is this place?!" One of the girls cries out in horror.

Natasha then quickly notices the large sign in the middle of the room which says, 'The place where bad girls go...' As a sickening feeling strikes her at the realization of what this is. "This is where they stick all the girls that 'Mis-behave,' Sick fucks." Natasha explains, venom dripping off of her voice all the while.

Natasha and the girls walk in-between the long rows of girls until one of the girls stops and notices a tattoo on one of the slaves and cries out in horror. "ANALIA! NO!" Natasha quickly tries to shush the horrified girl and stop her as she tries to climb up onto one of the donkey stools and help pull the salve down which was currently on there and onto the path in the middle of the room leading to another pair of double doors. The girl then grabs some scissors from a nearby table and then begins to cut the weights off the legs of the slave, to which the slave lets out a low tired moan in response. The girl then manages to pull the mask off the slave, revealing a face similar to that of the girl who pulled her off, The girl then cradles the head of the girl and begins to weep incoherently, "I'M SO SORRY ANALIA, I'LL NEVER DO IT AGAIN!" The girl cries out.

Natasha, getting nervous from all the girl is making runs up to her and asks, "What are you doing?"

To which the girl looks up at Natasha and says, "This my sister, Analia..." The girl says happily as she continues to cradle who was now revealed to be Analia.

Natasha bites her lip to contain her anger at the girl for keeping them up from escaping and pulls on her wrist and says, "Yes Yes, I know who all of you are, lets go-" Natasha catches herself at the last minute as all the girls then look at Natasha, confused at what she just meant.

Suddenly, the opposite double doors they entered from burst open and...