You go to the Registry

Afraid that you might encounter the desert bandits, you decide to give up, and go to the **** Registry north of the town. Once you enter, the receptionist just laughs: looks like you are not the only ones who stumble here in this fashion.

"What can I do for you, misses?" she asks, forcing a polite smile on her face.

"Mhmmm!!!" you both answer.

"Would you like to sign up for slavery?" she asks.

"Mhmmm!!!"

"Very well," she nods. "Please wait here until the personnel arrives for processing."

"Mhmmm!!!"

You stand idle for a couple of minutes, after which a tall man comes up to you accompanied by two security guards.

"Good job, Jace!" he tells the receptionist, and he proceeds to tease her bulge. Not like you would care anyhow!

Once the little scene has ended, they take you to one of the dressing rooms. Your items are unlocked with an all opener key, then the both of you are equipped with a pair of grey straitjackets, **** ballet boots and two massive ballgags.

"Mhmm!" you protest as a leash is attached to the O-ring on your collar, and one of the guards starts to escort you through the corridors. But there is no mercy for you. After about a hundred meters, you arrive to a junction, leading to another corridor filled with cells made of glass, each with barely enough room to accommodate a person.

First it is Elena who is locked into one of the cells. You are escorted a bit further before another empty one is found. You are knelt down, as expected, your leash attached to the O-ring in the middle of the cell. Your legs are strapped together and you get a blindfold, just to make sure you are completely helpless. You receive an injection in your neck, containing the nanites. Then you can hear the glass door locked in front of you, as you are left alone with your thoughts.