You choose to resist

Defying all sense and reason, you start to struggle in the straitjacket. The woman stands before you, smiling. And she patiently waits until you have no strength left to continue.

"I will make note of this in our basic evaluation, marking that you are out of control and thus ripe for a sadistic owner. Of course you may improve your standing later on and through other aspects of our basic evaluation. But such action will always have its mark regarding any future outcome," she says, and after a strong tug on your leash, you are **** to go after her.

After about ten minutes you arrive to a room, determined walls and corridors made of metal, with a row of **** chambers that host slaves **** in different positions.

Seeing the poor souls, you gulp, as you know very well that the same is going to happen to you. Still, as another woman starts to speak, you shudder, as you are still unprepared to undergo the same treatment.

"Did she resist?"

"Yes," the one who led you here answers.

"Get her into a high security suit. Then we may start the evaluation process," the woman says.

"Follow me, ****," the one who led you here says, and you are escorted to chamber full of security black full body ruanite outfits. You are dressed into one right on the spot, your hands locked into mittens, your legs **** to high heels, a mask covering your entire face so you wouldn't see anything.

After that you are escorted to one of the chambers, and you are sat down on a chair. And you immediately recognize the discomfort caused by the **** heat.

"Our facility at the present hosts thee type of slaves. We have painsluts, pets and furniture. This test is dedicated for painsluts. If it turns out that you have an exceptionally high level of pain endurance, you might spend your entire life with the persuit of pain. If not, you will be assigned to one of the other categories."

With that silence falls, and you realize that your trial has already begun.