What will happen to you?

You wake up for the feeling of your arms engulfed in a strange material. At first, you are not sure what it could be. It is warm. Rubbery. And as you tug your hands back and forth, you also realize it is utterly resistant to your efforts.

You also have a ballgag in your mouth. A huge one. And slowly but surely you realize that the same material is wrapped around your upper body and legs. Your feet **** in a straight line by ridiculously high stilettos.

You open your eyes, scared. What you see is the bars of a cell before you, determined by the metallic walls of a corridor. Terrified, you try to get up, and you almost fall face flat on the floor, your body falling back onto the rubbery bed beneath you.

"Mhm!"

Out of anger you bite down on your ballgag. Then you look down, and you try to get your arms out again from the straitjacket.

But you are not able to.

At a sudden, you can hear footsteps, and you can see a woman, blonde, tall, thin figure, wearing a white, rubbery outfit in front of you.

"Welcome to our training facility, **** Sxity-Two," she tells you in a warm tone. Out of curiosity, you look down, and you can see the number sixty-two written with orange on the side of your chest.

"You've been brought here as part of our people re-purposing effort. Namely, we scan Alescia to collect all sorts of folks who are unfit for life, and are often at the danger of **** as a consequence. These could be alcoholics, **** addicts, gamblers, the homeless; basically anyone who fits the part. Once they are secured, through a series of arduous training sessions, we turn them to be the perfect playthings, selling them to private owners for ridiculous prices. There are of course other facilities, scattered all over Alescia. But we are better. Even unique. And we know exactly what our clients want from us."

"You are going to be kept here for a period of three months. But it could be longer, based on both your behavior and the purpose that is determined for you. A purpose which we are actually to determine now, as part of your basic evaluation."

"Now you may choose to resist. But frankly, nobody ever escaped from here. Let alone managed to get out of their assigned bondage suits. And of course, in case of initial resistance, the outcome of the basic evaluation tends to be a bit more disadvantageous."

Using her fingertip, she opens the cell's door, and she grabs the end of your collar.

"Come on now," she says, and you can feel a gentle tug at the front of your collar.